Apologies for pronoun mishaps. It's all fun and games until somebody loses an I. 8722 words. Reading previous entries is recommended, but hopefully not necessary. Not based on any particular game franchise or storyline. Glossary terms: Soulsmith (n): A priest with the capability to transmute EXP into learned spells for adventurers. ***** Nuru got up bri...
Foulfang gave a cry of surprise as he landed face first in the two foot deep stream, it was just deep enough to avoid his face hitting the rock at the bottom. Before he had a chance to stop himself the stream washed him headfirst down into the hole. His left shoulder wash smashed jarringly into the rocks around the edge of the gap and then he found himself j...
Johanna pulled her cloak tighter around her as a chilling gust of wind blew through the temple courtyard. The beautiful young flame haired priestess rushed hurriedly across the cobbled yard as dusk descended on the city. Johanna was a junior priestess of Adeva, the Goddess of Love. It was rare a priestess of Adeva was summoned to the Temple of Swords to wo...
Note: This story dips between maledom and malesub, and contains characters getting brainwashed by suckling at a holstaur's breasts. Catgirls, goblin maids, cupids and kitsune are also involved. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Thirsty, are we?" Longyamen looked up at her, questioningly, his silver eyes blinking transparent eyelids. She watched his scaly pale-rose tail fl...
The worg pack's feral howls permeated the darkened bows of the ancient forest, heralding their night charge through the columns of dusk wood trees. No natural animal challenged their advance, as they feared these wolf-creatures that were blessed with vile "human-like" intelligence. The worgs let the meat cower. Their devouring at the pack's fangs would come...
He was kissing her legs. He loves to kiss her legs. Her legs are long and tight. He starts by kissing her left ankle. He crawls to the bottom of the bed, shoving the sheets out of his way, and begins kissing her ankle. He moves up her leg, kissing her calf. He lifts her leg up off of the bed to kiss the back of her calf, his tongue licking her skin. He slide...
Brok was conflicted. He had a job to do, an somewhat important, and certainly well-paying job, but his senses told him there was danger about. He knew he had to continue, to press on and reach the edge of the forest, but he longed for a fight. The orc carried with him a small metal chest, the sole cause of his conundrum. It sat securely in his pack, and wha...
Business in Gaul had concluded. Nothing else worthy of note occurred that had not already been chronicled beforehand, other than perhaps Gyllen being talked into having sex with a urine-steeped Min in a tucked away corner of the sandy shore. Gyllen's milky flesh had refused to tan at all during his visit to the beach, though he noticed Min was looking a som...
Lady Gwyneth d’Lambert, paladin of the Holy Church of Alastriel and the goblin Cockweasel readied their weapons as a dozen bandits burst from the edge of the Forest of Dagindor. Gwyneth had rescued Cockweasel from his tormenting mistress, the vile sorceress Valeria the Black, and the two had escaped on horseback to the village of Crompton. There they had res...
Author's Note: This is a transcript of a Roll20 session with me and my friends playing the new tabletop RPG by Piazo, Starfinder. I have edited it to correct errors, make things clearer, and generally flow better. But, by and large, most of the words are my friends and mine. Think of this as the literary version of the youtube lets plays of tabletop games....