/chaos/ - Monster Alternative

"W-wait," the minotaur says in huff, "Calm down, alright? Nothing bad is going to happen to you! I promise, and I'm a girl you can trust!"

She punctuates her statement with a smile and pokes a thumb confidently into her chest.

Your fear has dissipated and now you gaze at her with confusion.

"What?" 'she' says, 'her' smile wavering.

You pause a moment, not sure if you should ask the question that dances on your tongue. The minotaur looks as you expectantly so you sigh and go for it.

"D-do….do m-most girls, down h-here…have dicks?"

The minotaur stares at you for a moment.

Then bursts out with laughter.

"Only the good ones, like me!"

She strides over to you. You notice that you are still on the ground, backed against a rock wall. As she stands over you, she offers her large hand to you to help you up. You consider a moment, still suspicious, but accept her hand.

After she helps you to a standing position, you notice that she is taller than you are. You're no runt yourself, so she must be quite tall. Perhaps that is the norm 'down here'? (you shudder to even really think that you are really in literal Hell).

The minotaur puts her hands on her hips and smiles widely at you.

"My name's Cassie! I'll be your guide around here! Any questions before we start your tour?"

A lot of questions come to your mind, but one slips out before you can stop it.

"W-why…why are you naked?"

Cassie blinks a few times in response.

"You say that, but aren't you naked yourself?" she says finally.

You look down in a shock. To your surprise, she is absolutely correct! You are completely naked! You must have been too excited early to notice

"A-are there no clothes, d-down here, at all?" you ask with difficulty.

Cassie seems to ponder before answering, "There are some people who wear clothes, for sure. But going nude seems to be 'in style' for now."

Her ensuing smile and laugh do little to console you. You can't help but feel exposed and uncomfortable while in the nude.

Suddenly, you feel a great weight as her large hand comes down on you, clapping your on the shoulder. She belts out roaring laughing and hooks her arm around your neck, pulling you close. Her half-arm hug squashes your face into her breasts. You struggle to remain un-aroused as you inhale the scent of her plump tits, but then you remember her equally impressive cock down below. You aren't sure how that makes you feel.

"Don't you worry there…uh…what did you say your name was again?"

"Anon." you mumble into her breasts.

"Right, don't you worry Anomb, you're safe with me."

"Anon." you repeat, mumbling once again into her breasts.

"I heard you the first time, Agon."

You sigh and decide not to correct her again.

She released you from her strong hug and you rub your sore neck tenderly.

"Alright!" she says with startling enthusiasm, "Time for Cassie's first-rate tour of Hell!"

With that, she begins marching down a rock path, into a dimly lit cave. She grabs your hand and leads you behind her and she walks with gusto.

What do you do? Should you try to ask her more questions? Should you try to escape? Should you try to stop looking at her mesmerizingly-muscular butt?

>>1072

Ask her if she's in hell because minotaurs are demons or because she's just a minotaur that went to hell when she died.

>>1072

>Should you try to ask her more questions?

"I thought minotaurs had the lower body of Bull?"

"Will your tour happen to take me somewhere I can get clothes? If not, do you know where?"

"Is Satan down here? How is Hell ruled?"

"You say hell isn't all that bad, will I need to defend myself?"

>try to stop looking at her mesmerizingly-muscular butt?

Attempt this whilst asking your questions

>Should you try to escape?

From hell, probably if possible. From her, no. She's fairly nice and you don't know what else is down here.

>>1072

>Should you try to stop looking at her mesmerizingly-muscular butt?

Yes, and try not to look at her tits or her dick and definitely try and fail to not get a boner.

"S-so," you begin, jogging to catch up to Cassie as she strolls down the rocky path. "W-why are you in Hell, i-if it's not r-rude to ask."

Cassie slows down and looks at you curiously, "Why? I'm a demon, aren't I? This is where demons are born and live."

Another question springs to you mind, "A m-minotaur is a kind of demon…? W-well, don't minotaurs have the lower body of a bull?"

Cassie laughs, "Well I do, kinda." She extends her leg out for you to admire, flexing the raw muscle as she toes. Your gaze travels downward and you notice that instead of ending in humanoid foot, her legs are capped by sharp hooves, just like a bull's. Weird you didn't notice that.

"I would have thought with how you were staring at my ass, that you'd have noticed the tail too." Cassie sticks out her rear and flicks her tail playfully at you. It's true, the jiggle of her ass as she walked was enough to completely blind-side you. You blush in mild shame at her calling you out.

"W-what about humans?" you manage to stutter out. "Isn't this the afterlife?"

She stops completely, putting a hand on her chin, deep in thought, "Hmm, humans are different. 'Special' is how it was taught to me, I guess. You humans live one life and then another down here."

"And heaven?" you ask. "Does that exist too?"

Cassie shrugs with a smile, "I dunno, I've never met anyone who'd gone to Heaven. I'm sure there are many places like this that exist, though. This is the only one I know of."

The two of you begin walking along the path again. Because of her larger frame, her strides are longer than yours. She outpaces you without trying. You have to deliberately walk fast to keep up. If you slow down even a little, you end up behind her. Once behind her, you can't stop your gaze from naturally locking onto her wide, muscular ass. You gulp as you watch it bounce up and down, and jiggle slightly. You even enjoy the way it flexes with every stride. Wait…flexes?

You look up and see Cassie grinning at you over her shoulder.

"Enjoying the show, are we?" she asks you coyly.

You stumble out an apology and walk a bit faster. You try desperately to move your hand down to your genitals and hide your quickly growing erection, but it's no use. The natural swaying caused by your walk causes it to flop around embarrassingly. Cassie pretends not to notice the FWAP FWAP FWAP sounds it makes as you fast-walk back to her side.

"U-um," you begin another question, eager for a distraction, "You said Hell wasn't t-that bad…"

"I did. What about it?"

"W-well…will I need to…defend myself?"

Cassie thinks for a moment before replying, "I've never lived in the human world, but I'm guessing you probably had crime and violence in your society. It's all the same here. I won't lie and say nothing bad could happen, but we do have a civilized society with laws. Violence and murder are prohibited."

Her words comfort you a little, until another though causes your stomach to clench.

"I-is…is S-satan here?" you ask in a wavering voice.

"Satan?" Cassie repeats, "Why, of course. We just elected our current one less than a hundred years ago."

"Elected? Current one?" you repeat in a daze.

"Oh, right. I forgot. Yeah, 'Satan' is a title down here. It's what we call the leader of our society. We elect a new one every four hundred years." Cassie explains in a bored voice. You can tell she doesn't enjoy talking about politics.

"Where are we now?"

Cassie grins, "Getting anxious? Right now where in the cave that connects the human 'hotspot' to the Forgotten City. There should be a supply outpost in a few minutes, if you want to grab clothes or something."

Before you can open your mouth again, Cassie is already explaining something else, "Yes, you still need to eat, sleep, and go to the bathroom. However, the spiritual energy down here means you'll do so much less frequently. And, you'll live about ten times longer as a result."

You're glad that Cassie seemed to pick up on the questions you were about to ask. She seems to not mind your constant pestering. Though, you suppose she has to deal with that a lot, given her profession. You can't think of any more questions you'd like to ask her.

After a few minutes, you come across the 'outpost' Cassie mentioned. It's a humble little wooden shack, lit dimly by strangely glowing lanterns. There's nobody standing a post at it.

"Go ahead," Cassie urges you. "Take what you need. Don't worry, we haven't gotten a human newcomer in awhile."

You walk inside the wooden shack. It's dimly lit, but you can see crates of supplies are at your grasp. At a cursory glance, you spot clothing reminiscent of the human world, although a little old. There seems to be food and assorted supplies in other crates

>What do? What kinds of clothing should you take? What sort of supplies? What questions should you think of while collecting some things? Should you try to make a break for it while unattended?

>>1101

Get some clothes that would be useful for carrying a bunch of stuff around, like something with a bunch of pockets or maybe even a bag of sorts. For other supplies, something that's easy to carry but we can still use to defend ourselves if needed, like a collapsible baton. Grab as much jerky meat as we can carry.

Ask Cassie how long she's been here and how often a human comes around.

Try not to stare at her, not just her ass but her breasts and/or crotch.

>>1101

Loincloth, I say we take a loincloth and a bag.

A staff would be useful for walking and defending ourselves too.

You figure just a loincloth would be good enough. You'd feel too out of place wearing regular clothes around someone who was completely naked. However, you will be needing some storage. You pick up a duffel bag from the corner, and begin filling it.

You find a few pounds of beef jerky, and make the quick decision to take it. All of it. You pick up some canteens of water as well. You find a few magazines and books, but nothing from the time period you lived in. These would certainly be considered "vintage" where you were from. You take them anyway, you aren't sure how boring things will be.

On the top of one of the crates, you spy a what looks to be a japanese schoolboy cap. You've always though those were neat. You pick it up and put it on. You suspect it doesn't match well with just a loincloth, but you're satisfied anyway.

In the corner, you spot a wooden staff. It seems to be rather innocuous, but you notice that it is carved beautifully with an elegant finish. There are strange symbols burned into the wood at the top. You figure this would make a cool walking stick, and maybe you could use it to defend yourself.

Satisfied you've gathered all you need, you walk back outside and meet up with Cassie.

She gives you a once over, taking in your loincloth, schoolboy cap, duffle bag over one arm, and your new walking stick.

"Looking good, my man!" She gives you a thumbs up.

The two of you continue walking down the path.

"You said I could live ten times as long here, how long exactly is that?" You ask.

"Ah, when I sad 'ten times' I was being generous. I guess most humans around here live to be around eight hundred years old."

A thought occurs to you, "Wait, that means I can die? What happens then?"

Cassie laughs and shrugs.

"What?" she says defensively noticing the look you gave her. "You didn't know any of this was gonna happen before you died in the human world, right? So there's no way I'd know. Of course some people have theories, religions, all of that. Maybe we just cycle through different worlds when we die. Too bad you have to die to find out, I guess."

"How long have you been here?" you ask, changing the subject.

"Ooh, asking a woman her age, huh?" she asks in mock anger. "Well, I'm not ashamed. I'm still rather young, only two hundred and forty."

You are taken aback by how old she is. Although, if people live to be almost one thousand years old, you suppose she would be considered rather young.

"How often do humans come around here?"

Cassie frowns a bit before answering, "Only every several hundred years, unfortunately."

"Unfortunately?"

"Ah, it's too much of a bother," Cassie sighs. "That's an advanced topic, I'll explain later."

You continue walking, and you notice an intense light up ahead. Your eyes squint as they adjust to the new light level.

"Ah," Cassie sighs appreciatively. "The Forgotten City."

You follow her gaze. And finally, the vision hits you. You see a vast ivory city set against an azure background. It all appears to be underground, yet a dazzling light source burns at the top of the cavern's ceiling, bathing the city in light. This cave must be miles high, and immeasurably vast. Looking at the city from above like this, it looks like something out of a desert oasis. The buildings appear to be clay and mud, but they are beautifully sculpted and constructed.

"I can't wait to get back to the city," Cassie exclaims. "It's going to be great once we induct you into my House."

And suddenly, your mind reels.

"Your what?"

Cassie looks over at you, surprised and your confusion. Then she smacks her forehead and giggles.

"I forgot to mention. Our society operates under a caste system. Many of the oldest demonic families are at the top. I come from such a family, though were one of the more modest ones as of late. Each of the Great Houses is responsible for inducting humans into their ranks, who are just below them in the caste."

You stay silent, Cassie continues, "What a relief that will be. My House hasn't had a human in a long time. I was thinking I'd never get a chance. Spent almost everything I had to get the right, too."

Your mind reels. You back up a little. Cassie notices your trepidation.

"What's the matter?" she asks, cocking her head innocently, "Is there a problem?"

>What do?

>>1209

What the hell :^) does she mean by a caste system, and what value do humans have anyway if they only come once every several hundred years not to mention she nearly went broke apparently buying her right for one.

>>1209

"Uhh, what exactly do you mean by induction?"

>>1209

Jokingly ask if the introduction involves her introducing her dick up your ass

>>1227

this, and then forced bj fun time

>>1228

with her giving of course

>>1229

There's no other way I'd have it

Combination of >>1211 , >>1227 , and >>1228

By the way, great writefagging so far, OP

"Just what the fuck do you mean by induction?" you ask, paranoid.

Cassie looks taken aback, "Ah? Well it's not pleasant, I won't lie. A bunch of legal bullshit and red tape."

You're sure the look on your face tells her you don't understand.

"This is to make you a part of my House," she says slowly, deliberately.

"And just what does that entail?"

You can tell you're making her uncomfortable with the accusatory tone of you voice, but you don't care. You were suspicious of this situation before. Now, you're starting to worry.

Cassie rubs the side of her face and drags it down in exasperation, "Look, I wanted to save this for later but I guess I'll give you the short version to calm you down."

She clears her throat and begins to speak plainly, "Down here, spiritual energy is our main source of energy. It drives the magical devices that run our society. It wouldn't be wrong to think of it like currency as well."

"Us demons," she gestures to herself, "We produce spiritual energy naturally. We were born here. The problem is, we can't retain it. We release spiritual energy fruitlessly from doing various things, mainly sex."

"Couldn't you just not have sex?" You blurt out.

Cassie pauses for a second and then laughs loudly. She slaps you hard on the back.

"That's a good one, buddy. I'll have to remember that."

"Anyway," she begins again, wiping tears from her eyes, "Humans are vital to this society of ours. Humans are the exact opposite to demon; they absorb latent spiritual energy that's around them. Once it's stored inside a human being, it can be extracted through various ways. Again, it's mainly sex."

"The more spiritual energy a House has, and more importantly, the more efficient they are at storing and recycling their spiritual energy, the more powerful the House. The reason we induct humans into one House is because otherwise, humans would absorb any spiritual energy they came into contact with. That would lead to 'energy siphoning' between Houses and let's just say you don't want that. Once you're inducted you'll only be able to absorb energy that comes from members of my house."

You pause for a moment, considering the new information.

"Y-you planned on having sex with me?" You ask, incredulous.

Cassie raises one eyebrow, "Of course. Don't you have sex in the human world?"

"Yeah, well…it's different. Never mind," you huff. "Does this mean I'm going to be your sex-slave now?"

Cassie laughs again, "Heavens, no. Sex slaves are a few castes down from you. A human could never be that low, you're too valuable and too scarce."

You almost choke when you get the answer you weren't expecting, but you hold your tongue. You feel placated, and more confident that you aren't walking into a rape den. You aren't sure you really want to be used as a sex workhorse. Maybe you'll be able to use one of the other methods to extract your spiritual energy. The two of you begin walking down the rocky path towards the city.

"What if I refuse to join your House?"

Cassie looks over at you, slightly hurt, "Well, nothing's stopping you. I'm sure one of the bigger Houses would gladly take you, though legally they'd be required to compensate me for the fee I already paid at the induction office."

"And what if I want to belong to no House at all?"

She frowns and shakes her head, "Sorry, champ. That's not an option. Like I said, without the induction process, you'd be absorbing energy indiscriminately. That's a crime, I'm afraid. Non-inducted humans are outlawed."

You don't say anything back. In a way, you realize your freedom is a bit limited. Then again, when have you ever been completely free? Looks like you have to go through this induction thing. You could try your luck with one of the other Houses, but you think you'd rather stick with Cassie. You're somewhat comfortable with her, at least.

After about another half hour of walking, the pair of you finally arrive into the city proper. The cobbled streets bustle with activity. The architecture reminds you of a city set in the Middle East. You see many strange looking inhabitants. Some you recognize as mythology demon races, some you do not. Cassie was right, clothing here seems to be optional. When it is worn, it is done so to enhance the erotic nature of one's form.

You also caught a few glimpses of odd machinery and devices. You are usually a pretty logical guy, but the only way you describe these devices is "magic". There are lanterns that burn with unnatural flame; carriages that move without horses; music that plays with no musicians. You cannot see any electrical wires or hear the sound of any type of motor. Perhaps this is the boon of spiritual energy.

After a short walk through a street busy with people, you finally arrive at a nondescript house. Cassie motions for you to walk in ahead of her. Inside, there is a line of half a dozen people in front of the desk of some sort of scribe. You imagine this must be Hell's version of the DMV.

Thankfully, the wait isn't long. Within ten minutes the two of you have moved to the front of the line and are standing at the desk. You can see that there is a woman leaning over a myriad of papers, scribbling intensely.

"What's your business?" she says coldly, without looking up.

Cassie clears her throat, "My name is Cassandra Roivas, here to induct this human into House Roivas."

The figure perks up immediately and finally looks up from her papers. You gasp involuntarily as you see her face. She is quite possible the most beautiful person you have ever seen. She quickly locks eyes with you and smiles demurely. You can feel your heart aching with how beautiful she is.

Cassie pinches your arm.

The beautiful woman turns to Cassie, her smile blatantly disappearing.

"You have the papers?" the scribe asks bluntly.

"Right here." You briefly wonder where Cassie pulled the sheaf of papers from, considering you didn't see her carrying a bag of any sort.

The scribe looks over the papers for a view seconds. Suddenly she perks up again and turns to you.

"Alright sweetie," she says, her voice dripping with honey, "Can you be a dear and confirm that the info on this paper is correct?"

She hands you a paper, making sure to brush her hand against yours as she does. A shiver goes down your spine. You can feel Cassie shooting you a glare. You decide to ignore her and look at the paper. Written on it is your name, your age, you height, and pretty much every conceivable detail about you. The only thing not written here is how you died. You suppose the government here isn't overly concerned with that.

"Yes, this is all correct," you affirm.

"Wonderful," the scribe giggles.

"Hold our your hand sweetie," the scribe orders.

You extend your hand, palm downwards, towards the scribe. She grips in her dainty grasp and squeezes it a little. You doubt that was part of the routine. With her other hand, she fishes through a drawer and pulls out what looks like a stamp.

"Before I proceed," the scribe says in a stern voice, "Note that this process will induct you into House Roivas. Is that agreeable to you?"

You see Cassie turn to you, measuring your expression. You smile gently and nod. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Cassie sigh in relief.

The scribe smiles and winks at you, "Then, by the power invested in my by the Magistrate's office, I hereby induct you, a human, into demon House Roivas."

At that, she presses the stamp into the back of your hand, holding it there. You feel almost nothing except for the pressure of the stamp, and a little tingling. When she lets the stamp up, you gasp. Etched into the skin on the back of your hand, as if branded, is a circular logo with a simple silhouette of a humanoid swinging a pickaxe.

"That's it?" you ask, feeling like the moment was anti-climactic.

"That's it!" the scribe affirms in a cheery tone, winking at you again.

Cassie grips you by the shoulder and begins to steer you towards the door. You take one last look over your shoulder and see the scribe blowing you a kiss.

"Best be careful with those," Cassie grumbles. "Succubi. Rotten cunts. Pretty to look at, but they'll break your heart. That old hag back there is a shameless whore, got human fever or something."

"Though," Cassie adds, "Can't say I'm much better."

"What do you mean?"

She chuckles, "Wait till we get home, you'll see."

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The first thing that happens when you walk into the door of the humble Roivas estate is a short, flat-chested girl runs up to Cassie, nuzzling into her chest.

"Master," the girl moans softly, "Welcome home! I missed you so much."

Cassie just grins and slaps the girl's pert little butt. The girl squeaks, but presses in closer to Cassie. The two begin rather lewdly, wet sounds of sucking and slurping echoing off them. Cassie squeezes a fistful of ass-flesh, lifting up the cheek.

That's when you see it.

Dangling between the legs of this "girl" is a small pair of hairless balls and a tiny cock.

Cassie breaks the kiss with a loud SMACK and grins.

"This is my sex slave, Judas," Cassie says, turning the boy around to face you, "He's an incubus, real insatiable, this one."

You take in the form of the male demon before you. Despite confirmation that he is male, you can't stop your mind from believing he is a female. His small frame is incredibly lithe and feminine. Medium length black hair frames his smooth face and smoky eyes. His lips, wet with saliva, look pouty and inviting. The horns atop his head confirm his demonic status.

"Judas," Cassie says gesturing to you, "This is our new human, Anon."

Judas doesn't say anything, he only licks his lips in response. You aren't sure what to say to introduce yourself. This situation is just too bizarre.

"Oh," Cassie says, misinterpreting your silence, "He may look small, but let me tell you, this little slut can take a cock."

She looks down to the incubus in front of her, "I know, let's show Anon the thing. Bend over, bitch." She punctuates her order with a sharp slap to the incubus' ass. Judas blushes slightly in response.

Judas turns slightly, facing the wall, and bends over. From this angle, you can see that something is inserted into his anus.

"Watch this," Cassie says to you with a wink, "You'll love this."

Cassie grips the end of the object lodged into the tiny incubus' anus and begins to pull it out. You soon determine that the object is some sort of dildo. You expect the toy to be cleared rather quickly, but amazingly, Cassie keeps pulling and the dildo gets longer. Like some sort of perverted magic trick, it almost seems like the length of the dildo will never end.

You can't help but notice that Judas' tiny cock is now erect, and is jumping in time with Cassie's ministrations. Finally, Cassie gives one final tug, and the dildo is freed from the incubus' greedy asshole with a lewd squelch.

She holds the dildo in both hands, admiring its length. From where you're standing, you can tell the thing must be at least a foot long. Cassie just grins mischievously.

"Told you," she says. "This boy was made for cock."

"Speaking of which," Cassie continues, "I think I'll have you suck me off."

Judas looks back with an enraptured expression, "Oh yes, please!"

Cassie grabs Judas' tiny hand and leads him deeper into the house. Unsure of what to do, you follow them, lagging back a bit. Cassie comes across a chair and stop. She sits down with a huff and a sigh of contentment. Judas kneels in front of her, mouth open, tongue lolling, waiting for the go ahead.

"You may begin," Cassie says casually.

Judas attacks her growing member like a man dying of thirst. He peppers her flesh with hot kisses every where he can find. He runs his tongue up and down her semi-flaccid length. Cassie sighs as he sucks both her testicles into her mouth, puffing out his cheeks. Cassie lets out another sigh of pleasure.

Suddenly, she notices you still standing there.

"Oh sorry," she says with a smile, "I forgot for a moment, how rude of me. You want in on this?"

Without waiting for your answer, she smacks across the face. He moans appreciatively in response.

"Alright, slut, make yourself available to our new friend." She punctuates her order with another slap to the other side of his face.

Judas reaches back with both arms and spreads his ass checks apart. You can see her hole still gaping slightly. You shuffle your feet awkwardly was you try to ignore how inviting the incubus' hole looks.

"Well?" Cassie asks, "What are you waiting for? Dig in."

>what do?

>>1236

Going against the general nature of CYOAs here, let's actually have a realistic reaction.

Act embarrassed and try to duck out of it.

>>1236

I concur with >>1237

maybe leading to something like what >>1228 suggested

>>1238

don't forget >>1229

I feel like this is an important question to the story but how big is Cassie's dick when flaccid, and when fully erect?

>>1244

I'm not OP, but since she's a minotaur, we can assume it's large. 8-14 inches, if we're going by that one guy's definition.

source: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1fg9onTjrow1-WwQ5HkG5ejwkx-kL0YkfJYDUyWEOkQI/edit#heading=h.vbdq7i193n9d

You hesitate. This situation is too unreal for you.

"What's the matter?" Cassie asks. "Judas, show him how much you want it."

Judas releases her balls from his mouth and looks back at you. He begins wiggling his butt enticingly.

"Please, mister?" he says in an alluring coo.

"I think I'll have to decline…" you say tenuously.

Cassie look at you like you've got three heads.

"You alright? Come over here for a bit."

You aren't sure why, maybe you were so out of it, but you decided to approach Cassie's form on the couch. As soon as you are within arm's length, her harm shoots under your loincloth, roughly fondling your package. None too shy, this one is. You blush with shame when you realize she can feel the heat of your semi-erect dick.

"Seems like it works fine to me," Cassie says nonchalantly.

"Well…that's not…you see.." you mumble, unsure of how to explain your hesitation.

She shrugs, "You're probably right. I'm head of the House, so I should have the first taste."

With a flick of her wrist, Cassie shreds the loincloth from around your waist, exposing your crotch to the open air. The movement makes you flinch, and you almost back away. A firm grip on your testicles stops you. Cassie locks eyes with you, and you no longer have the will to move. Her peculiar eyes seem to pierce right through you.

Cassie licks her lips slowly, and then opens her mouth. She deliberately takes her time extending her tongue to full length. Like a cow's would be, it is long. It dangles out of her mouth a few inches. Her face hovers a few centimeters from your quickly engorging member. You can feel the heat of her breath upon you.

"I didn't tell you to stop," she says, turning back to the incubus boy.

Once her gaze is broken, you look down at what Judas is doing. Your eyes bulge as you see Cassie's full erection. You knew from her flaccid penis that she was big, but this is massive. You don't have a ruler on you, but her cock is easily ten inches long, and fat too.

Her dick lays across Judas' face, dominating him with its weight and heat. The half-lidded expression on his face tells you he is enjoying himself. He runs his tongue along the length of her shaft, peppering the smooth skin with kisses randomly. Cassie grunts and entwines a hand in his hair, pushing him closer to her groin. He takes the hint and obediently sucks her head into his mouth. She sighs pleasantly as Judas begins to bob on her cock.

Cassie turns to you once again, a slight blush on her cheeks.

"Now," she coos, "Where were we?"

She takes note of your dick and notices it is still not completely erect. She unfurls the full length of her tongue once again, and gives your cock a slow, full length lick up the underside of you penis. Your cock jumps and instantly engorges to full mast. Cassie chuckles. You feel her firm hand grab your behind, locking you in place, in case you were planning on moving anytime soon.

"Get ready," she says, giving your head a small kiss, "The real thing starts now."

With that, she sucks your head into her waiting mouth. The warm sensation almost makes you buckle, but Cassies firm grip on your buttocks holds you steady. She slowly inches herself down onto your cock. making its length disappear into her waiting mouth. She takes about half of it, and you expect her to pull back. Instead, you feel your cock pop into her throat and she keeps going. You don't have an amazing cock, especially not compared to Cassie's monster, but she is pulling off quite a feat.

Soon, you entire cock is jammed into her hungry throat. Her lips press into your pelvis. Her eyes twitch up to meet yours. She winks. You can feel her hum and grind her face further into your groin, giving your pubis an eskimo kiss. Suddenly a new sensation greets you down below. You can feel her hot tongue rolling your balls around. Cassie somehow has snaked her tongue the the length of your cock and found your sack. The double sensation makes you weak.

Cassie withdraws the tongue first, and then the rest of her head. On the return trip, she assault the rest of you dick with her tongue as it leaves her mouth. You groan. It feels like getting your dick caught in a tongue blender. Cassie retracts until only your head is completely within her mouth. She lathers the head completely with her tongue, jolting your nerves with sensation.

Shamefully, you realize you probably won't last very long like this.

Cassie changes up routine, starts to bog vigorous up and down on your shaft. She begins to slow down her thrusts, and instead take your cock deeper and deeper. Until she swallows your entire dick once again, and gives you another wink. As she retracts from your full length, you can feel your orgasm approaching.

As soon as your cock begins to twitch, Cassie shoves your cock as far down her throat she can as fast as she fast. She grinds her face into your crotch even more violently than before and you spurt your first ropes of cum into her greedy throat. You hear Cassie making very loud swallowing noises. As your cock continues to twitch, you feel Cassie's hand on your ass pressing you even deeper. Finally, after a few seconds, you've shot your last bit of seed into her waiting stomach.

Cassie allows you to withdraw your cock, but agonizingly slowly. She increases the suction to near painful levels, making sure to suck out the last bits of semen left in your urethra. Her lips stretch and distend as only your head is left in her mouth. She lets you go with a satisfying POP.

"Mmm." Cassie hums contentedly, "Humans are great. I feel more energetic already."

She looks up at you, grinning, "What do you think? How was it?"

>What do?

>>1248

I didn't see anything about us going soft, so maybe Cassie might want to taste us in another way. See if she wants us to take her from behind.

I imagine there's some sort of container for collecting semen, so maybe Judas could go and get it. He of course comes back right as Cassie blows a massive load all over his body.

>>1249

I can see her replying,

"Silly mortal, I am the one who knocks on the backdoor"

>>1248

Ask to be shown your quarters and get some boundaries set up. Figure out what you can and can't do in this house, who you're going to have to answer to, if you have any duties beyond fucking and whether or not you'll be able to refuse sex if you don't feel like it.

>>1251

That sounds really good, actually

You pause a moment and collect yourself, "Cassie, we need to set up boundaries."

"Boundaries?" She asks with a small laugh, "Are you setting up a sovereign nation in my house?"

"No," you say, undeterred, "I'm talking about my personal boundaries."

She remains silent, which you take as a cue to continue.

"First, if this is going to be my room, respect my privacy here. Don't come in here without my permission and if the door is closed, knock first before entering."

Cassie crosses her arms in thought, "Alright, I can do that."

"Secondly," you continue, "Respect my things. Please don't tear up any more of my clothing."

Cassie blushes and rubs the back of her head guiltily, "Sorry about that, I guess I got carried away."

"Lastly, please respect my decision if I decide to refuse sex."

At that, Cassie face scrunches up in confusion, "Why would you refuse sex?"

"Various reasons, but that doesn't matter. If I say no, just accept that, please." You aren't really sure if you're in a position to make these requests, but you figure if you tell rather than ask, you have a better time convincing her you're serious.

"Alright," Cassie says with a sigh, "It's weird, but I can bear with it. Of course, I'll tell Judas all the same things."

"One last thing," you say as Cassie turns to leave, "Do I have any other duties around here besides fucking?"

Cassie laughs, "I don't really think you have a duty to do anything. Like I said, you aren't my slave. You are a member of my House, meaning this place is as much yours as it is mine. I'd appreciate it if you'd help out with chores once and awhile, and maybe keep me company on errands."

"I'm not your boss. I'm not gonna make you do anything," Cassie pauses and winks, "Not unless you want me to, that is."

Cassie tells you good night and turns to leave, padding down the hall to her own room somewhere. You briefly realize you'll need to get a formal tour of the building tomorrow. Right now, you're exhausted, mentally and physically. You collapse onto your straw mattress and try to go to sleep.

A few minutes later, you hear a gentle knocking at your door. Surprised, you get up to open the door.

A blushing version of Judas standing in the hall greets you.

"Hey Mister Anon…" he greets, obviously nervous.

"Judas…?" you ask, not really sure what to say.

"Well, mister…" he pouts, "We didn't really get to 'introduce' ourselves earlier, so I was wondering if…"

You think you can see where this is going. To be honest, the little incubus still makes you uncomfortable. You're also a little ashamed that looking at his pouty, feminine face makes your own face feel hot.

>What do?

>>1259

I'm getting a sort of "We're not gay and we don't really wanna fuck an incubus." feeling here, so maybe let him down gently since we're not really into that. This doesn't mean we can't be friends though, we could still talk about things other than sex like exactly what Hell is or what a human is like (other than in bed).

>>1261

>We're not gay and we don't really wanna fuck an incubus

that's completely up to you guys. i'm just making us uneasy since we don't have much experience with incubi and dick girls

>>1262

I was feeling we should add a "Corruption Meter" of sorts, that will affect some of our choices. It slowly rises the longer we stay in Hell.

I kind of borrowed this from CoC, but I thought it would fit

>>1263

To add detail to this, it will affect the MC's mind, making it gradually more lewd, in whichever direction we take ourselves. Either way, the MC will be more open to some of the more fetishistic sexual practices somewhere down the line.

>>1263

>>1264

I can do this, it will be a little more work but it should be fine

is everyone else okay with it?

>>1266

I'm okay with it.

>>1266

I'm ok with this

>>1266

It's probably too much work, but is there any chance we could have some way to keep track of Anon's preferences?

Also I feel like it's kind of a copout for hanging around Hell to raise Corruption. If we're going with that route, then we should have to do something at least a little against our nature to raise it.

>>1270

Maybe only having environment affect libido, with Anon's choices having a larger impact on actual "Corruption"

Alright dudes, I'm gonna do my best to work this in here.

"Uh.. Sorry," you stammer awkwardly, "I'm really tired and all, so I think I just want to get some rest."

"O-oh…" Judas mumbles as his face falls.

You close the door as he begins to shuffle away slowly. You feel a brief glimmer of guilt, but realize you made the right choice. You just aren't comfortable with that stuff. You're thankful this place respects your boundaries in that regard.

You throw yourself face first into your bed and fall asleep almost instantly. You wake the next day when light streams in through the window, forcing your eyes open. You sit up on the bed as you rub the sleep out of your eyes.

Your bedroom looks a lot different in the daytime. You can see the details of the walls and furniture much more clearly than you could by lantern-light. For example, the room contains a desk in the corner that you did not notice before. You spot something shiny laying on top of it.

Curious, you get up to go inspect it. It's some sort of metal pendant or locket, complete with a chain. As soon as you place the circular pendant in your hand a jolt of power runs up your arm and the pendant opens. There are some letters written there, etched into the smooth metal and glowing. They are in a language you do not understand, but you squint your eyes and they become clear.

>Current Corruption Level: 17/ 100

You have no idea what that could mean. On a whim, you press your finger on the "17". Amazingly, the letters on the metal shift around and new letters appear. The message changes:

>+10 (BASE; arrived in hell)

>+5 (flirted with succubus)

>+6 (watched incubus and minotaur have sex)

>+8 (received oral from minotaur)

>-6 (set up personal boundaries)

>-6 (refused sex with incubus)

>CURRENT TOTAL: 17/100

Amazingly, a point tally was written there for every major event that had happened to you since you arrived. You look around suspiciously. Who could have created this item? Who left it here for you? Obviously it was some sort of magic, but how did it know all these things about you?

More importantly, you wondered what it meant by "corruption" level. It was fairly obvious by looking at the activities that had contributed to it, that it included things that were particularly lewd and hedonistic. But, what would happen if the score reached 100? Would you lose your humanity. Did your current score of 17 mean almost one fifth of your humanity was already gone.

You swallow hard. Suddenly you feel very paranoid, and thankful you turned that incubus down last night. You aren't sure where this amulet came from, but something tells you that you need to hold on to it.

You find a wardrobe in the corner of your room and pull out a pair of cotton pants and a cheap loose-fitting shirt. You put the amulet on over your head and tuck the chain under your shirt. You could probably ask Cassie what it means later, but then again, maybe you shouldn't.

You are startled by a gentle knock at your door.

"What is it?" You call out after a moment to collect yourself.

"Breakfast is ready…" You heard Judas answer meekly.

After a few seconds you hear his bare feet pad down the hallway.

You sigh and decide to try to make your way to the kitchen.

It proves easy enough to find, all you have to do is follow the smell of cooking meat and the sounds of clattering tableware.

You enter the kitchen and are greeted with quite a sight. An entire table is filled with deluxe breakfast foods. Some of it you don't recognize, but almost all of it looks delicious. You even see bacon and eggs, and even hash-browns. Must mean this world has some of the same lifeforms your world did.

"Mornin' partner," Cassie says, tipping her mug filled with a strange liquid towards you.

"Good morning," you say distantly. "This is quite a lot of food. Did you make all this?"

Cassie smiles and shakes her head no, "Nah, this was all Judas, he's the cook around here."

She points over to the small form of the incubus, still standing over by the stove. He appears to be wearing only an apron. Upon noticing your gaze, he blushes and looks away, shifting awkwardly in place. You form a blush of your own and decide to grab a chair at the table to take your mind off of it.

You begin piling things onto your plate when you see Cassie take another swig from her tankard. You aren't sure what sort of liquid is in it, but it leaves a creamy mustache on her upper lip, which she wipes off with a contented sigh. Obviously, she thinks it's pretty good.

You see Cassie grab a pitcher and begin to refill her tankard with the liquid. Suddenly, a strange craving strikes. Your curiosity and your thirst get the better of you.

"Can I have some of that?" you ask without thinking.

Cassie looks up at you, surprised, "Some of this? Sure, if you want."

She passes you the jug. You peer inside the mouth of the container. The liquid is white, like milk, but considerably thicker. You sniff it. It smells good. You still aren't sure what it is, but your mouth is watering.

"What is this?" You ask.

"Little late to be asking now, isn't it?" Cassie smiles. "It's good and I think you should try it. I'll tell you what it is after you take a sip."

>What do?

>>1273

It's either her breastmilk or someone else's. Take the smallest sip possible.

>>1274

let's hope that it isn't anything aphrodisiac or addictive ;^)

>>1273

Probably be worth reminding her of our boundaries so that we don't get suckered into anything. Humans are valuable and all that, so what if Anon is actually lactose intolerant?

Also, ask why such a huge breakfast if we don't need to eat as often as in Hell. Other table conversation may include what all there is for a human to do in Hell other than fuck, things other than succubi that we need to watch out for (why is Cassie so chill with having an incubus around but so touchy around succubi, anyway?), and what possibilities there are for bodily modification.

Shut up, she's a minotaur, it has lactose in it even if it's breastmilk.

Maybe I'm just a bitter old fuck who wants to see a dude in a weird situation act reasonably for once and not drink the figurative Kool-Aid.

>>1281

>>1284

If the house you find yourself in is one of the larger and well off, it would make sense that it's a large meal.

>>1273

I think we should ask about the other members of the House

You take another suspicious look at the jug of liquid.

"You know, if this is some kind of milk," you say, "You should probably mention that. I could be lactose intolerant."

Cassie rests her cheek on her fist, "There's no milk in there, I promise."

Satisfied with her answer, you grab yourself a cup and pour a little from the jug into it. You raise the glass to your face, take one last cautionary sniff. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Judas shuffling around awkwardly. Whatever.

You take a small sip.

Immediately, you down the rest of the cup. You are unable to resist. This is possible the most delicious thing you've ever had. It's definitely not milk, Cassie didn't lie. It's kind of sweet, with a salty aftertaste. The liquid is thick and almost chunky. It's still a little warm and it taste good to swallow the gooey drink.

As you reach to pour yourself another glass, Cassie says, "So how'd you like your first taste of incubus cum?"

Your hand falls away from the jug. You drop your cup. Your head whips around to face Judas, still standing in the corner. You can see he is still adjusting and stretching his apron in order to try to hide his tiny erection. His face is blushed a deep red and her is looking off somewhere else.

Cassie laughs, "What are you looking worried for, Judas? It looked like he enjoyed it after all!"

You see letters flash before your eyes. You look around in a panic, but it doesn't appear like the other two can see them. You relax a little and focus on reading what the letters say:

>Corruption level +5 (drank incubus cum)

>Total Corruption: 22/100

Cassie breaks your silence, "Alright, slut, get over here. I want to top my glass off with fresh jizz, straight from the tap."

Judas obediently approaches her at the table. At her prompting with a slap on his ass, he raises the front of his apron with his two hands. Cassie roughly bends him over until his crotch hovers over the dining table. She sets her partially filled cup underneath his groin, and them begins manipulating Judas' gentials. She places on hand onto his cock, stroking it in a milking motion. Her other hand goes to his ass, no doubt to tweak and adjust whatever sex toy is lodged there.

Within a few seconds, Judas' breathing becomes labored and his face flushes with excitement. You try to look away but your eyes are locked onto the form of the slim incubus boy shivering as he shoots ropes of fresh cum into the cup on the table.

Cassie licks her lips, and raises the cup to her mouth, taking a hearty sip. She grunts in approval. Cassie spanks Judas' ass again to signal that he can leave.

You think of a question to ask to break the silence, "Why do you have so much food out of you don't have to eat as often?"

"We usually only eat once a week or so, so we figure we should enjoy it. I guess you came on a good day, then!" Cassie laughs and takes another swig, before going back to attacking her plate.

You pick at your plate, eating some. Although the food is good, your appetite has gone somewhat. You are partially disgusted with yourself that you drank incubus cum, but you are also disgusted that you crave more of it. Not that you'd let Cassie know that, however.

"Hey," you say, realizing something, "Where are the rest of the members of your House? Don't they eat too?"

Cassie looks at you strangely before laughing, "What other members? You've met them all!"

Your mouth drops in surprise, "You only have two members?"

"Three now, counting you."

"Well, I mean," you say, spluttering, "How could this happen? Where did the rest of the people go?"

Cassie's expression darkens, "Well, most of them got old and died. House Roivas was great once, but a long time ago. We fell into poverty and with no humans to help, our influence waned until it was just me and my first slave left."

Awkward silence prevails and you kick yourself for asking such a forward question. You think the mood is spoiled so you go back to picking at your meal in front of you.

"Oh, hey," Cassie says, perking right up, "I need to go do some chores in the marketplace today. You could come with, if you'd like. Or, you can stay here with Judas and explore. Up to you."

>What do?

>>1288

Alright, this is bullshit. We need to find something to get that cum out of us. Also go with Cassie since it's going to be really awkward staying with Judas.

Also I feel like that was something that went WAY over our boundaries. We aren't drinking any more of it either; straight water or something other than cum the rest of the way.

When are we going to fuck Cassie?

>>1288

Let's go with Cassie, we may find something interesting or see some event going on

And take the staff with you

And stop staring at Cassie ass

>>1289

I feel we may end up fucking Judas first and I'm ok with that

>>1290

>And stop staring at Cassie ass

We fail of course, because that's how this story is going to go :^).

>>1289

>>1290

>>1291

and now I think I'm the only one here who wants to shape things towards Cassie dicking us ;_;

>>1294

That could happen but I want to see us doing her from behind while she makes a right mess of the bed, or wherever we fuck her, with her own jizz first.

You quickly decide you'd rather go to the marketplace with Cassie. You think it would be too awkward to be alone with Judas. Besides, you're eager to explore this new world some more.

Neither of you has much to prepare, since Cassie doesn't wear clothes and you already dressed yourself. However, you do make sure to bring the walking stick you found yesterday. On that note, Cassie makes a few snide remarks about how dumb you look all covered up, but besides that you think it goes over fine.

Within a few minutes both of you step out the door and into the glow of the artificial sun. A flicker of guilt flashes across your mind as you picture Judas stuck with clearing the rest of those dishes up. Then something occurs to you.

"Hey Cassie," you say, jogging to keep up with her longer strides, "You mentioned succubi were bad news yesterday. Wouldn't incubi be the same way? What's with you and Judas then?"

Cassie sighs, "Ah, you got me. It's true, in general, incubi and succubi are bad news. In general, they're kinda like forbidden fruit. That being said, once you've had a taste, they are hard to give up."

"What am I saying," Cassie grins and nudges you with her elbow, "You drank his cum. You know what I'm talking about, right?"

You scowl a little, "About that: I still think that was beyond my boundaries! I'm never drinking or eating anything again before I know exactly what it is."

Cassie just laughs and slaps you hard on the back.

"On the plus side," Cassie says, continuing her line of thought from before, "Judas is my slave, meaning he can't betray me."

"Does…does he mind that?"

"Hm?"

For some reason, her gaze intimidates you, "I just mean…he seems so subdued sometimes…like he's reluctant."

Cassie grins, "He must be like that because you're new to him. I show you what he's like when his flip is switched. Trust me, he loves being treated like that."

A few more minutes of walking and both of you arrive in a large circular plaza, buzzing with people and activity. There are food stalls and shops just off the road. Just as you begin to take it all in, you see Cassie practically skip ahead of you on her hooves, giggling a bit.

"Don't wait up for me," she calls behind her, "I'll be gone for a little bit. Go have some fun somewhere!"

You look around.

You see what looks like a young girl dressed in medieval clerical attire. You recognize the christian symbols embroidered on his tunic. If that is some sort of religious outpost, maybe you could ask them about your medallion and "corruption level."

You also see a a hanging sign advertising for a magic shop. Perhaps it would be interesting and useful to stop in there and see what sort of devices and things they have.

You also see a strange, dog-like humanoid creature standing around in a corner, scanning the crowd. Her eyes burn with an otherworldly flame. You recognize from you basic level of mythology that this creature might be a hell-hound. Fitting. She seems to be dressed in athletic gear. It might be interesting to go see what she's looking for.

You also spot what looks like a human walking into an alley. You can't see what's in the alley from here, but it looks like a line is starting to form and bleed out into the streets.

>What do?

>>1296

That alleyway is shady as fuck (both literally and figuratively). Let's go to the magic shop and browse for a bit before talking to the cleric person about our "corruption" and what exactly raises it, what lowers it, and what happens if it gets to 100.

WHEN ARE WE GOING BEND CASSIE OVER AND FUCK HER FROM BEHIND WHILE SHE SPRAYS HER JIZZ ALL OVER THE PLACE?!

>>1297

soon

>>1296

We should take a quick look into that ally, and avoid getting into a fight because someone thinks we are cutting into the line

insert subplot of nonhumans performing strange rituals on unsuspecting humans, with us possibly getting kidnapped, and then eventually saved by Cassie

>>1300

That sounds interesting, and it would help bring pacing to the story. It might be tough to add though.

>>1301

Going off of >>1300 , you could probably use >>1299

We also need a little exposition into the setting itself, like >>1297 said

You decide to take a peak inside the alleyway first, since it seems like a short glance.

You do indeed spot a long line of people. All shapes and sizes of people. A few human males mixed in, but mostly demonic males of assorted races. Even a few that appear mostly female. Your eyes naturally drift deeper into the alley to see what they are lined up for.

Your breath catches in your throat when you see.

In the end of the alley way, hidden in a tangle of limbs, is a heavily pregnant woman involved in a sloppy orgy. She is being penetrated in her pussy and ass, and well as her mouth. Her hands are occupied as well. Semen glistens on her swollen, gravid stomach.

At first, you suspect rape, but you notice the moans coming from the woman. As soon as a someone finishes inside her (she wraps her legs around them to force them to cum inside) she roughly shoves them off and demands another from the line take their place.

"Hey," a portly looking demon with red skin barks, "No cutting in line buddy. I skipped work for this."

You put a hand over your mouth, to prevent yourself from retching as you run from the alley. You run and force yourself through the crowded marketplace, ignoring the looks and shouts of people as you shove past them.

You burst through a door, you're not sure which one, and finally you stop. Bent over, you huff and puff trying to catch your breath.

"Um," a soft voice comes from behind you, "Can I help you?"

You see the little girl wearing clergy robes from before. No, wait. Up close, you can tell that this is definitely a boy. A young, girly looking boy, but a boy nonetheless. Damn, what is it with this place.

You look away, ignoring the young choir-boy's question. You look around and examine the interior of the shop. It looks nothing like you'd expect a church would and instead looks more like a religious hobby shop. A bored-looking elf woman looks up from her book as you meet her gaze. At least, you think she is an elf, judging by her ears.

She raises one eyebrow at you questioningly. You pull out your amulet from under your shirt, dropping it on the counter in front of her.

"Tell me all you know about this, please."

Wordlessly, the elf woman picks up the pendant, staring at it peculiarly.

"Here, it opens." You brush your fingers against the round metal and it opens.

The blue runes glow upon the metal, clearly displaying the text:

>Corruption Level: 22/100

"Ooh, I see," the elf says distantly, staring blankly at the runes.

A moment of silence passes.

"Can you read what it says?" you ask.

"Not at all."

You sigh, but contain yourself.

"It says something about my corruption level. Says I'm twenty-two out of one hundred."

At that, the elf's expression changes. She puts a hand on her chin thinking.

"You are a human, new here, yes?"

You nod vigorously.

"Thought so." The elf nods. "Hell can be a rough transition for some. Perhaps this is some trinket to help with that. Do you know what kind of things have caused it to increase?"

You blush slightly, "L-lewd things. Sexual things. Things I'm not that comfortable with."

"Ah," the elf says, "I see now."

"What?"

"Hell includes very many new experiences for humans who come here. Many of your societal norms do not apply here. I believe this is less of a detriment upon your soul, and more of a measure of how accepting you are of these new things. It would be best not to push too far too quickly."

An image of the pregnant woman flashes through your mind.

"What happens if it reaches 100? Will I lose my humanity?"

The elf laughs, "I highly doubt that. If it reaches 100, that just means you will be completely comfortable with the acts common here. If you wish to slow this change, just continue to uphold the values you did in your previous life."

You stare dumbfounded at the elf, "You're saying I'm almost 1/4th of the way to being comfortable with this place?"

The elf grins, "Sovo," she calls to the choir-boy, snapping her fingers.

The choir-boy approaches you. He gets close. Uncomfortable close. Except, you don't back away. He presses up against you, straddling your leg. He begins to grind up against you. His face flushes hot and you can feel his breath hot and quick. You feel an erection forming in your pants before you rudely shove him off.

You look back to the elf with and angry expression.

"Tell me," the elf grins slyly, "Would you have allowed that to go so far, or reacted so well to such a thing in your previous life."

You don't bother answering her. You turn and leave the shop with a huff, snatching your medallion off the counter. The elf just snickers and waves. She knows the answer anyway.

You wander back out into the marketplace. You hope you still have enough time to visit the magic shop. Just as you think this, you see the figure of Cassie stumbling toward you.

Cassie approaches you, and you try to focus on not staring at her fat flaccid cock. She puts an arm around you and leans on your shoulder. You can smell alcohol on her.

"Take me home, Anob," she says sniffling.

You look at her face. It looks like she's been crying.

>what do?

>>1304

Take her home and make sure she's alright; ask her how she is.

>>1305

this

is OP kill?

>>1304

Try not cupping a feel

Cassie should try and cup a feel

OP, pls don't be kill. I lurk here everyday after I get off of work, the first question in my mind is "What's Cassie up to today?"

I'm hooked, don't stop now.

>>1309

>>1307

not kill, i've been watching SGDQ and haven't found time to update

i'll try to put one out tonight

"Are you alright?"

Cassie sniffles and hugs you close. The smell of alcohol assaults your nose.

"Let's just head home," she mumbles, "I'll explain along the way."

You sling her heavy arm over your shoulder and allow her to lean on you as you begin to walk. Since she is taller than you, it is a little awkward. Her drunken stumbling messes with your balance. On the plus side, her closeness and warmth secretly please you.

You feel a heavy, fleshy object hitting you in the thighs. You look down and see her flaccid horse cock swinging and brushing up against your leg. You gulp and look away, trying to ignore the sensation.

"So," you begin, trying to distract the both of you, "You gonna tell me what's the matter?"

"It's just those bitches at the bar," she sniffles.

"Bitches?"

"Yeah," she hiccups. "I went to the bar, thinking I'd brag a bit, but they just shut me down and made fun of me, and my House."

"Brag?" You ask. You didn't consider her the arrogant type. "About what?"

Cassie looks away, blushing slightly, "…about you."

"Me?"

"Yeah, well…" she hesitates. "All those cunts come from well off families, with several human members. Always used to pick on me as a kid. I thought maybe I'd rub it in their face since I finally have one. Didn't work. I guess they didn't believe me."

You try to feel sympathetic for her, but you can't help your chest swelling with pride. You feel a sort of satisfaction for being a point worth bragging about. However, you are a little worried about being treated like a trophy. Regardless, you can't hide the grin on your face.

Cassie squeezes a handful of your ass suddenly, making you jump.

"Getting full of yourself?" Cassie chastises with a small laugh.

You laugh with her and continue walking along the path. Cassie nuzzles her face into your neck, making your heart beat much faster. You concentrate on not getting an erection and making it awkward to walk. You try to focus on the fact she has a horse cock to quell your erection, but it doesn't seem to be working.

Eventually, you reach the estate just as the sun is setting. Judas greets the two of you at the door, but quickly quiets when he sees the state Cassie is in. You tell him a brief summary of the situation and he wordlessly points you to the direction of Cassie's quarters.

You open the door to her room. The place is dark. What you can see looks sparsely decorated, yet comfy. You plop Cassie's drunken body onto her large bed. You feel a tinge of jealousy at how comfy her bed looks.

Sighing, you stand up, ready to leave and head to your own room.

"Wait." Cassie's voice comes in uncharacteristically soft.

You turn around, a questioning look on your face.

"Stay with me..?" She asks meekly, crossing her legs shyly.

Her uncharacteristic behavior catches you off guard. You suppose the alcohol has changed her.

"What do you mean?" You ask, stalling for time. Her request has your face feeling hot.

Cassie slowly opens her legs, running her hands down their muscled tone. She cups her testicles in one hand, lifting them gently. Underneath, you see she has a cute pink vagina.

"H-here," she stutters out, "Do me here."

You stand still, mouth agape. You aren't sure what to do.

>what do?

>>1311

>DO IT FAGET

>>1311

Like >>1312 said: DO IT FAGET! But face her while we do, we want to make her feel special even if her (soon to be) erect horse cock is going to be right there. That is we fuck her pussy with us on top until she makes us bend her over and do her from behind of course, begging us to give it to her hard and we make her even more special by making her orgasm before us, which of course makes a right mess of her bed because she jizzes all over it.

>>1313

this is the /monster/ equivalent of /d/, so lets do something really crazy, like tender loving sex in the missionary position for the sole purpose of reproduction, followed by holding hands and cuddling

>>1314

That's what i meant by making her feel special by facing her: tender loving sex in the missionary position, but after a bit she wants it a little "rougher".

>>1314

>holding hands

take that shit to /d/ holy shit, we're not that degenerate.

>>1315

Is anon a virgin? It would be cute if he was a little nervous because of it

And remember kids, it's only gay if your balls touch

>>1318

it's only gay if it's a manly guy fucking you in the ass

Oh, and OP, go with these

>>1313

>>1314

>>1315

>>1317

>>1320

i am considering all of these do not worry

i am just waiting for a good amount of time to write it all since i want to do it justice

prease undastandu

Your breath catches in your throat. You pause in the door way. You feel your resistance crumble away. You're going to do it. You're really going to do it.

Your mind goes blank as thoughts raced through it, making you feel dizzy and heavy. Numbly, you begin to undress yourself slowly. Cassie sighs in relief as she takes your actions as a nonverbal agreement.

You finish taking off your clothes, and you stand in front of the foot of her bed. You're nervous. You feel shame deep down that you aren't taking charge. Cassie cooes and urges you forward with a provocative inching finger.

You crawl forward onto the bed hesitantly. Finally, you are leaning over Cassie's prone form. You stare at her unmistakably feminine face. You can feel her warm breath hitting your face, and you know she feels yours. She lifts a hand to your face, stroking softly.

"What's wrong?" she asks, concern in her voice.

You consider not telling her. You don't want to tell her. But she deserves to know. Maybe she'll reconsider if you tell her. But you can't lie.

"I-it's my first time…" your voice is barely a whisper.

Cassie's worried looks slowly fades. For a moment you fear it will change to a look of disgust. Instead, her face takes on a look of joy. She gently pulls your face to hers, and kisses you gently. Her lips feel hot and soft on yours. Your heart races.

"I'm so happy," she breathes, "I'll try to make it special."

She grabs your hand and guides it gently over her body, urging you to explore. You take her up on her offer. You slide your hands over her arms. Her skin is soft and supple, despite the rock hard appearance her muscles give. You glide over her shoulders and purposely avoid her large breasts. One hand drifts over her stomach, feeling the smooth ridges of her abs. She giggles at your touch. Your other hand drifts down her leg, fondling her muscular thigh. Your cock twitches as you imagine what they would feel like wrapped around you. Finally, you give into temptation and begin to touch her enormous tits.

The feelings is heavenly. Her mounds are fleshy and warm, but delicately soft. You cup them in your hands, and note with satisfaction the amount of breast that spills out. You jiggle them slightly. They are heavier than you thought. Your dick twitches again as it expands some more.

You look up to Cassie's face again. Her expression is one of amusement. Suddenly, you feel very self conscious. Your actions must have been very embarrassing. She pats the back of your head lovingly. She pulls you in for another kiss. This time, it is much more passionate. Her mouth parts slightly and you open yours in response. You feel a pleasant warmth as her tongue snakes into your mouth.

It pokes into your mouth, seeking out your own tongue. Her long tongue gently wraps around yours. Your head goes blank as your tongues wrestle with each other. On a sudden urge, you begin to suck more of her tongue into your mouth. She moans and relents, letting more of her tongue fill your mouth. You suck harder, nearly swallowing her tongue down your throat. You feel with a man possessed.

Cassie breaks off the kiss suddenly. You feel satisfied to see strands of saliva connecting you two as she pulls away.

"We can have foreplay another time" she says gently, "I need you inside me now."

Startled from your trance, you realize you should be doing something right now. You look down and locate your member. Luckily, the heated tongue battle has him erect and ready for duty. You see Cassie gently spread her legs for you, allowing you access her to depths. You also notice that her horse cock, currently laying on her toned stomach, is quickly inflating. You try to put it out of your mind as she lifts her heavy balls and exposes her slit to you.

You grasp your dick in your hand and begin trying to line it all up. You connect to her soft flesh. Once you try to thrust in, however, it slips away. Nervous, you try to quickly realign and it slips away again. Cassie puts a hand on yours gently to stop your fumbling. She slowly guides you lower, helping you align yourself with the entrance to her vagina.

You thrust forward and suddenly sensation envelopes your cock-head. Warm and wet, you want more. You thrust in deeper. The warmth engulfs more of your shaft. You feel a flicker of disappointment as you realize this is not her first time. You feel Cassie legs lift up from the bed and wrap behind your back. Her heels dig gently into your butt, urging you deeper.

You sink in balls deep. It feels incredible.

"Kiss me," she pleads.

You would have a hard time arguing with that request. You lean forward, pressing your body against hers. You delightfully notice that her breasts squash themselves against your chest. However, you also feel an intense heat pressed against your lower abdomen. You don't have to look down to know that this is her fat cock trapped between your bodies. You can feel her weighty nut-sack pressed gently into your groin.

Your lips meet hers and once again your tongues battle. While this is going on, one of her hands seeks out one of yours. Her fingers entwine with yours. Her legs press your further together, as if wanting you to be as close as possible. The heat and warmth surrounding your dick only intensifies as you remain within her.

Her legs release their hold upon you, and your realize you should move your hips. You back out slowly. Her pussy clenches favorably upon you, as if begging you not to leave. You pull out halfway and gently inch your way inside. Cassie rewards you for hilting in her by moaning and giving you another deep kiss.

You thrust a few more times, your breath coming in increasingly ragged. You notice with shame that your orgasm is already approaching quickly. You try to concentrate on trying to delay your orgasm, but with all the sensations assaulting you, you realize this is a futile task.

"Uh…I'm gonna.." you pant in a defeated tone.

"Shh…." Cassie whispers into your ear.

Her legs lock around your thighs, forcing you deep. Suddenly her vagina clenches and ripples, vibrating around your cock. You can hold back no longer. You let out a grunt as you pour your seed deep within the minotaur woman.

Cassie sighs pleasantly and kisses the side of your neck lovingly. Her hands trace down your back and rest upon your ass. She massages you gently as you pump her full.

When your orgasm finishes. You stay still, catching your breath. Cassie keeps kissing around your face and neck while giving you a full body hug.

She backs off to look you in the eyes. You give her your best apologetic face. You begin to mumble out an apology for finishing so quickly. She silences you with a finger on your lips.

"Relax, it was you first time." she says with a smile, "Besides, we aren't done yet."

She directs you to disengage with her. You pull your softening cock out of her vagina with a wet splotch. Cassie sits up in the bed and for a moment you think it will be over and she's going to go wash up. Instead, she turns around, getting on her hands and knees. Her large ass facing you. She looks over her shoulder at you.

"I prefer it this way," she whispers in a husky tone.

"Spank me." she orders in a low voice.

Hesitantly, you raise your palm and bring it down on her muscled ass. You enjoy the smack sound and the feel of her her smooth flesh, as well as the visual of her ass rippling from the impact.

"Harder!" she grunts.

You smack her ass again, with more force this time. The sound is louder this time. You actually feel your palm sting a bit. You're sure that will leave a red mark on her butt.

"SPANK ME HARDER!"

You slap her ass with all your strength, smarting your palm. She moans deeply and arches her back at the pain. She looks over at you again. There is pure sex in her eyes.

"Now" she growls, "Fuck me. Hard."

Your dick instantly jumps to full mast at those words.

You waste no time and line your cock up with her hole, and thrust forward sharply. You feel a slightly discomfort as your dick misses slightly but eventually slides into her slick cunt easily. You bury yourself completely, deeper than you were before. Her large ass is nestled comfortably into your groin.

"Grab onto my horns," she moans, "Hold on, then ride me silly."

Spurred on by her insistence, you grasp onto both of her horns near the front of her skull. You hold onto them like handlebars. You yank on them roughly, pressing your cock in deeper and pulling her head back. You see her eyes rolling up into her skull. Her face is red. She's enjoying this. She enjoys it rough.

You decide you better give the lady what she wants. Holding onto her horns for support, you being pistoning into her wide ass like a man possessed. You saw in and out of her cunt as fast as you can. You pull out far enough to be able to thrust forward with speed, slamming your crotch into her muscled ass, sending ripples through the flesh.

The exertion tires you out quickly. The friction actually beings to cause your dick some discomfort. Cassie loves it the entire time. She whines like a bitch in heat. She grunts in pleasure every time your pelvis slams home into her ass.

You see her lean onto one arm, using her now free hand to find her cock and begin jerking it. You continue to fuck her hard and fast, feeling your stamina begin to wane.

"Yes!" she shouts, "Harder! Deeper! Faster!"

You grunt and tighten your grip on her horns. You slam yourself into her as hard as you can. When you hilt yourself, you pause a moment, grinding your crotch into her ass. She loves it. She speeds up her masturbating of her horse cock. Her hand is moving like a blur.

Once again you can feel your orgasm approaching. However, the rapid tightening of her pussy tells you she is close herself. Soon, her muscles tighten up. She falls forward, burying her face into her bedsheets. Her hands scrambles around, clawing at pillows and blankets. Her back arches, pressing her ass into the air, into you. You feel the tip of your cock brush against a hard object within her: her cervix. Her vagina spasms around you, begging to be bred.

"Ffffuck!" she moans, "I'm gonna cum!"

Her hand releases her engorged penis and you bury yourself once more as her horse cock begins to twitch. As you spurt your second load into her waiting vagina, you see her large dick distend as her shoots a load of her own.

She moans as she shoots thick ropes of minotaur semen into the bed. Her cum looks thick. You can feel your testicles pressed into the back of her testicles. You can feel them twitch as they deposit a healthy amount of seed below her. After a few seconds, your orgasm has finished inside, her, but her own orgasm continues. Her cum collects into a sizable pool. Each rope of gooey semen causes her horse cock to twitch erotically. You have no time to feel shame, you watch that big dick cum for almost half a minute. Finally, the stream of semen peters off and the last few drips are added to the collection below her.

With a huff and sigh of satisfaction, Cassie pulls herself away from you, breaking your connection. You notice a glimmer of liquid as your own load begins to drips out of her vagina. She collapses onto her side, avoiding laying in the pool of cum.

You sit there admiring her heaving, sweaty form. Her cock still twitches randomly. A random thought occurs to you. How are you going to wash these sheets?

"Judas!" Cassie shouts.

The bedroom door opens immediately. That was quite fast, you think. Had he been waiting outside the door? Perhaps listening?

"What is it?" the incubus boy asks meekly.

"A mess for you to clean up," she huffs out, sounding tired.

Judas' face lights up. He looks like a kid at christmas.

"Yes!" he says excitedly.

In a flash, he climbs into the bed between you and Cassie. Cassie shoves his face roughly into her pool of cum. Judas moans and begins lapping up the thick minotaur semen. You are unable to look away as the incubus licks up the cum from the bedsheets. He makes loud slurping and swallowing sounds as he enjoys his work.

Judas makes desperate sucking sounds on the bedsheets. All that remains is a sizable wet spot. He looks almost disappointed that there's nothing left.

"You're not done," Cassie says. She lifts a leg, displaying her pussy with your cum leaking out of it. "Here."

Judas squeaks happily and dives between her legs. More lewd slurping and sucking sounds fill the room as Judas eats your creampie out of Cassie. Her eyes close and she sighs happily. A hand entwines itself into the incubus' hair, forcing his head into her cunt.

Suddenly, Cassie opens her eyes and looks at you, as if just remembering you are there.

"Oh, right," she says, looking a little sheepish. She moans slightly when Judas makes a loud sucking sound, "You want to …ah….sleep here ton-ah-ight?"

Her speech is affected by her satisfied moans.

You look at her strangely. The situation feels unreal. It was just the two of you having sex a few minutes ago, and now she's asking you to stay the night while an incubus licks your semen from her cunt. She notices your gaze on the incubus.

"Oh, him?" she asks, patting his head gently, "Yeah, he usually sleeps in my bed. I can kick him out if it bothers you."

>what do?

>>1326

Damn right we're going to cuddle with her, although we should at least make sure Judas has somewhere else comfortable to sleep other than our own "room". Also no one is surprised when we wake up with Cassie as the big spoon and our boner may or may not be nestled in between her asscheeks.

>>1327

if cassie was the big spoon, it would be her boner nestled in our buttcheeks

also if we allow judas to stay, he will sleep in between us or on the foot of the bed or something

>>1328

>also if we allow judas to stay, he will sleep in between us or on the foot of the bed or something

which is why it's going to be just us and cassie for now

>>1328

>her boner nestled in our buttcheeks

YES! THIS IS THE MOMENT I WAS WAITING FOR!

on a side note, corruption should be upped in next section before anything happens

"Uh," you stall, "I think it would be kinda weird with all three…"

Cassie nods and yanks on Judas' hair, signalling him to stop eating her out and raise his head to look at her. He quickly complies, wiping his face with his arm.

"You heard him," Cassie growls with a smile, "You're sleeping elsewhere tonight."

"Yes, mistress."

Judas obediently scoots off the bed and prepares to leave. Cassie smacks his ass playfully as he walks away. He grunts in pleasure but doesn't turn around.

As you watch him leave, letters flash before your eyes once again:

>Corruption level +15 (sex with minotaur)

>Total Corruption: 37/100

You briefly look over to Cassie, to see if she has noticed, but she continues to watch Judas' pert ass sway as he walks away. It appears only you can see the letters floating in the air.

Eventually Judas closes the door quietly. Cassie leans back into the bed, arms crossed beneath her head.

"Is that going to be alright?" you ask, feeling guilty for the little incubus boy.

Cassie waves a hand dismissively, "He'll be fine."

"More importantly," she continues, "Snuggle up. Time for bed."

She pats the part of the bed next to her. You willingly scoot in closer to her, laying down right next to her. She wraps one huge arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer. Your head ends up resting on her chest. You cuddle your body closer to her.

You immediately feel comfy, and warm. Her muscled body is soft and pliant to the touch. You nuzzle your cheek against her chest, enjoying the closeness. Cassie laughs and kisses the top of your forehead. You spent a few minutes with your ear to her chest, listening to her heartbeat and the sounds of her breathing. Soon, the lullabies of her body drift you off to sleep.

You awaken a few hours later. You notice right away that both of your positions have shifted in the night. Currently, both of you are engaged in what would be known as the "spooning" arrangement. Except, Cassie the "big spoon", and you are the l"little spoon". You feel oddly content and safe wrapped in her large warm embrace. Her powerful arms are laid across your chest protectively. One of her muscled legs is entwined with yours. However, you also notice an odd heat behind you. It's almost like a soft tube of flesh is nestled in the crack of your ass.

Experimentally, you wiggle your bottom and press backwards. Cassie grunts softly in her sleep. The tube of flesh proves to be decidedly solid. You are sure of it now. That is her penis. Cassie's extra long horse-cock is nestled in the crack of your ass, pressed up tightly against your body.

You decide to fake waking up again, in order to catch Cassie's attention. You yawn loudly and stretch your arms out wide. Cassie's breathing halts and then she snorts a few times before twitching awake. She gently removes her grip on you, rolling away slightly as she lets out a yawn of her own.

"Oh." she says, looking down and noticing her large erection.

"Sorry about that," she says while scratching the back of her head, "Morning wood, you probably know how it is."

You nod slightly. You feel a little disturbed that such a monster was nestled in between your butt-cheeks.

"Don't worry," she says with a sleepy grin, "I'll take care of this."

She reaches into the drawer of the nightstand, pulling out a small ceramic bell. You stop her before she rings it.

"What are you doing?" you ask.

"Hmm?" she looks at you oddly, "I'm going to call Judas in to take care of my boner. Why?"

>What do?

>>1331

What? She doesn't want to be fucked from behind again?

There goes our corruption score. Gonna be at 52 after this if we fuck Cassie again, so we should probably do some things afterwards to lower it.

>>1331

While I'm a major proponent for anon taking the D, I can say he probably isn't quite comfortable with it yet

Test.

clop.

"Uh, I'll just leave you to it, then," you say.

You swiftly stand up from the side of the bed and walk towards the door. The door opens as soon as you approach. Judas is already standing there, stars in his eyes. You try not to look at him as you squeeze past him and out of the room.

A few seconds after you leave the room, you hear suckling noises and moans. You shake your head to clear the image from it and continue walking away, not really sure where you're going.

>Corruption level -5 (refused to witness sex between minotaur and incubus)

>Total Corruption: 32/100

You wander into a sitting room area and grasp the back of one of the seats. Mentally, you are rehearsing the national anthem, to avoid focusing on the lewd noises from down the hall. You realize you are totally naked. You left your clothes in Cassie's room last night. You make a short trip to your quarters. Luckily, the wardrobe has another set of clothes you can use.

After getting dressed, you open your bedroom door. You are startled to see Cassie standing there with a grin.

"Hey there, kiddo," she says lightly, leaning on your door frame.

You can't help but spare a glance towards her glistening equine shaft. You notice it is not completely flaccid yet. It's entire softening length is coated with what is no doubt Judas' saliva. You force yourself to look away.

"Good morning, Cassie," you say cordially.

She smiles even wider, "Same to you. Now, are you ready to get to work?"

"Work?"

Cassie waves her hand dismissively, "Nothing major. I just realized you've been here a couple days and I'm already experiencing the spiritual energy benefits. Enough that I could probably repair and maintain parts of this mansion once more."

"I was wondering," Cassie continues, "Do you wanna come along while I make some repairs? Not much you can do to help, but maybe it'll be fun. I might even be able to teach you magic!"

You nod vigorously. It honestly doesn't sound too bad at all. Besides, you can't really pass up an opportunity to learn magic.

Cassie waves you over her shoulder to follow her. You comply, struggling to force your stride to match her much longer one. She looks over at you and beams. She wraps her large arm around your neck and pulls you close. You can't avoid inhaling her scent. She smells like sweat, sex, and a bit like cinnamon.

"You see all this, Anon?" She asks rhetorically, "This is only a fraction of the original building. The only part we could afford to maintain."

"But now," she says, squeezing you appreciatively, "We're expanding our home base. House Roivas is moving up in the world, all thanks to you!"

Cassie stops talking once the pair of you turn a corner, and arrive at a dead end. The end of the hallway is littered with debris and various ruined furniture.

"We piled it up years ago to before the heat from leaking," she offers.

Cassie releases you and walks towards the debris pile. The rubs the palms of her hands together and then faces them towards the pile. You see her close her eyes and her mouth moves, but you cannot hear the words she says. A pale, glowing aura envelopes her for a moment. In a flash, the debris on the other side of the hallway disappears, vanishing without a trace.

Cassie opens her eyes. She smiles, but seems to be breathing a little heavy.

"See that?" she asks, "Our goal is to get you to be able to do that, eventually."

You gulp.

The two of you continue walking down the newly opened hallway. The hallway is dark from a lack of lit lanterns on the wall. Each time Cassie passes an unlit lantern, she points her palm at it, and focuses for a few seconds. Every time, the lantern suddenly flares up with blue flame, casting light on that part of the hallway. She does this half a dozen more times before stopping and turning to you.

"Now that you've seen me do it a few times," she says, "It's your turn. Don't worry, this is the simplest thing you can do with magic. These lanterns are designed to be turned off and on by the people who live here, after all."

You look around and spot an unlit lantern near. You approach it cautiously. Cassie stares at you expectantly. You really aren't sure what do to. It's one thing to watch someone else to do it, but you don't have much instruction. Is this really possible for you to do?

"You can do this, you probably have more spiritual energy inside you than I do right now," she says encouragingly, "Don't think too hard. Just close your eyes and imagine the lantern is lit."

>What do? (roll a dice to see how well you do)

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>1335

You did not specify how many sides, I'm going to roll 1d6 for more crit chances either way.

>>1336

okay sorry, I meant a d20, since i'm so used to using such a thing

I'll let you re roll with the d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1335

Point at the lantern with our hand in the shape of a gun and light it that way.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1338

make it embarrassingly small

>>1339

and have her lovingly tease us about it

You look pointedly at the unlit lantern. You take a deep breath. Collecting yourself, you raise your hand towards the lantern. You focus slightly. An idea occurs to you, and you grin mischievously. You switch your open palm to a "finger gun", with your index finger aimed at the lantern.

You squeeze one eye shut. You hold your breath, collecting your focus.

"Bang." You say.

The lantern barely flickers for a moment, before going out completely.

You lower your arm slowly, defeated.

"AH HA HA HA," you hear Cassie laugh behind you.

You turn around and find her holding her gut in her mirth. Her face is red and tears seem to be forming in her eyes from laughing too hard. Embarrassment and anger well up inside you. You point at her roughly, ready to give her a piece of your mind.

"Woah woah, easy where you're pointing that thing, Merlin," Cassie says with a giggle, "I wouldn't want you to make me a little warmer for a few seconds by accident!"

You blush and lower your hand. Whatever rebuke you had died in your throat. You hang your head in shame and endure her jibes for a few more minutes as Cassie fights her case of the giggles.

"Phew," she says, wiping the tears from her eyes, "Not gonna lie, I've never seen anyone do that badly on their first try before."

She claps you on the shoulder roughly.

"Don't worry about that," she says with a smile, "You were thinking too hard."

She maneuvers herself behind you. Reaching around, she grabs your arms and lifts them for you, steadying you as you aim your finger-gun at the lantern once more.

"Now this time," she whispers by your ear, "Just imagine the lantern is already lit, in your mind. Close your eyes if you have to. To light the lantern, just try to push that imagination into reality."

You close your eyes as she instructed. At first, you are keenly aware of her large breasts pushing into your back. The softness and warmth make it hard to concentrate. In addition, you can feel Cassie's hot breath on the back of your neck, making you shiver slightly. You try to push it all away. The shame of failing once is a good motivator. You imagine the lantern in your mind, except it is glowing just as brightly as the ones Cassie lit before.

You open your eyes slowly. You spot the real lantern, still unlit. You squint one eye and aim your finger gun carefully. Your peripheral vision blurs as you focus on the single form of the lantern. You still have the lit one in the forefront of your mind. You feel perfectly calm.

"Bang."

The lantern flares up with blue flame, whooshing out wildly. You gasp in surprise as the flame billows out. Within a few seconds, the flame recedes and the lantern continues to burn like normal.

"Very good," Cassie's voice cooes into your ear.

You were so focused on the lantern you forget she had pressed herself against your back.

"Perhaps a little too much force, but you'll learn to fine-tune your control later," she breathes, "Still, that was very…good…"

Her last words come in a huff. You notice her breathing has gotten heavier. You feel her stand up slightly, out of the crouch she had been in to level her face with your ear. She doesn't let you out of her grasp however.

She stands up straight. Her breasts are now trying to envelope the back of your head. The sweet scent of her body's sweat drifts over you. Her hands drift down your body, to your crotch and legs. She gropes and fondles you, pressing your close.

You feel a suspicious weight pressing up into your groin. You look down and your fears are revealed to be true. Her well endowed horse shaft has found itself between your legs. The end it sticking out in front of you. You can feel its intense heat pressing up against your thighs and ball-sack.

"Hey Anon," Cassie begins, her breath catching. She grinds her hips into your backside lovingly. "Do you think…you'd ever let me fuck your ass…?"

She punctuates her request by squeezing and groping one of your butt-cheeks. A flare of pleasure crawls up your spine as she does. The heat between your leg surges and her cock head bounces as it peeks out from your groin.

>how do you answer her?

>>1343

What about work? Wasn't she supposed to be teaching us a little magic too?

If we have to give an actual direct answer, I don't think it would fit and what would happen to us if we got hurt?

>>1344

>I don't think it would fit

oh anon of little faith….

>>1345

Anon: "I don't think that'll fit :o"

Cassie: "Wanna see a magic trick? ;^)"

>>1344

I mean, the whole point of having humans in hell is to sex them, and therefore build up spiritual energy

>>1346

>I mean, the whole point of having humans in hell is to sex them, and therefore build up spiritual energy

i know, i just feel like it's just slightly too early for anon to take it up the ass

>>1347

While I'm a proponent for Anon taking it in the ass, I think it's going to take some liquid courage (or something similar) to get him at least semi-okay with it, at this point at least.

>>1347

Not to mention, we have increased libido, a semi-high corruption score (almost enough to start getting into /d/-tier fetishes), and the likely possibility of aphrodisiac effects in the musk of her dick. So maybe, giving her a blowjob is a bit more appropriate in this situation.

>>1349

i'll take this into consideration

>>1349

Yeah. I feel like the higher the corruption score, the more things that happen to our sexual stats(?) such as increased libido, lower refractory period, et cetera, plus any sort of physical or magical fuckery (either pheromones like you said, or some sort of spell that increases lust) from either ourselves or whomever we're having sex with in addition to growing more comfortable with /d/-tier stuff.

I'm not terribly big on Futa x Male, or specifically the Futa being the giver (except in when she's receiving oral), but if the majority wants the mc to take horsecock up his ass then I'll have to live with it.

Speaking of our corruption score, is the story going to end when it hits 100, or is there some other sort of plot arch that we have to discover? Since it would be fairly easy to get the score to 100 just by going around fucking everything in sight or banging Cassie a lot, I feel like it's the latter.

>>1351

>if the majority wants the mc to take horsecock up his ass

pretty sure there are only 2-3 readers, so your vote practically counts as the majority

>>1352

Well technically a majority is >50%, so if it was 3 readers then if the other two wanted horsecock in ass, then whatever. I guess what I'm saying is is that I'm not going to

>>1353

>not going to

fucking forgot to complete that sentence

I'm not going to try and go YOUR FETISH IS SHIT AND WE DO THIS INSTEAD is what I'm saying.

>>1354

there's no reason to sage, this is the only thread that's had a new post in it for weeks. honestly was hoping starting this CYOA would help kindle life into this place. So far pretty disappointed.

>>1355

Well then, maybe we should try shilling on /monster/. I'll go for it if you guys want

>>1356

well, I see you have already done so, I thank you

I'm going to write the next part for our new guests

beware, incoming futa blowjob

"I d-don't think it would fit!" You stutter out, nervous from her attentions.

Cassie snickers in your ear.

"Wanna hear a story?" She breathes.

"You know Judas? That tiny little cumdumpster?" Cassie kisses the side of your neck. "When I first met him, I could barely get my finger in his ass. Now, he begs me to fuck him deeper."

Cassie punctuates her statement by grinding her hips further into your ass. You feel your dick hardening from the attention. As shameful as it is, you are becoming aroused at the situation.

"But, we can start your 'training' another time," She says, shoving you away from her playfully. "Get on your knees."

You turn around, dumbstruck. Did she really say that? The look on her face is a devious smile. You consider not obeying. She doesn't own you. You have free will. But a haze drifts over your mind. You heart thumps in your chest and your cock hardens completely. You know what she wants. You want it to. You kneel down in front of her.

"A-arent you g-going to teach me magic…?" You plead, looking for a way out.

Cassie grins. She lifts her heavy member with one hand, and drops it on your face with a wet smack.

"You want to learn a magic trick?" she laughs. "I'll show you one called 'watch me make this cock disappear down your throat'."

Her heavy horse cock lays across your face, dwarfing it. The most striking thing about her member is how much heat it gives off. It practically radiates warmth across your face. The next thing you notice is how heavy her dick is. It feels like a small fish has laid itself over your face. Lastly, you notice how smooth and soft the skin of her penis is. You unconsciously nuzzle her face against it, wanting to feel the smoothness some more. Without thinking, you give her shaft a tiny kiss. You find her member is mostly tasteless, with a hint of sweat. You don't dislike it at all. Your breathing becomes heavier.

Cassie giggles and moans as you begin running your tongue up and down the shaft, making it slick with your saliva. She pumps her hips and her cock is sliding across your tongue. You kiss and lick your way down her cock, until you arrive at the base near her testicles.

A firm hand on the back of your head pushes you into her ball-sack. You inhale deeply of her scent. Your face flushes and you breathe heavily. You unconsciously give each of her balls a wet kiss. Cassie pulls you away with a chuckle.

She pulls you far enough way to line up the head of her dick with your lips. Your eyes flick upwards towards Cassie. You take in her grinning expression, her flushed face, her piercing eyes. You open your mouth, accepting the head of her cock into your mouth.

It's larger than you anticipated, you have to open your mouth wider. You wrap your lips around it to avoid nicking it on your teeth. You run your tongue across the head, teasing the her urethra and tracing the ridges on her cock head.

Cassie pulls you off her and retracts her dick. He rubs it on the outside of your face once more. You trail your tongue across the bottom, kissing and licking wherever you can. She grunts in pleasure and presses her head against your lips once more, demanding entry.

You take her in your mouth again, except this time you impale yourself deeper onto her cock. The warm meat fills your mouth, sending shivers down your spine. You can feel your mind going gooey. A pleasant warm spreads through your brain. Your cock has never been harder.

You try to force yourself deeper onto her cock, but you gag instead. Cassie chuckles and pulls out of your mouth a bit.

"Patience," she says, "You aren't ready for that yet."

A bit of disappointment wells up inside you. Wait, are you disappointed you couldn't take more of her cock? What's wrong with you?

You don't have much time to consider it, and Cassie tilts your head to the side and rubs her dick against the inside of your cheek. You can feel your cheek bulge and distend. You can't imagine how you look right now. The idea makes you shiver with taboo delight. You look up and meet her eyes. Her lewd expression sends a pleasant tingle down your spine.

You once again begin taking her cock in your mouth, stuffing as much of into your mouth as you can before letting up. In this way you start bobbing your head up and down the first few inches of her shaft.

"I'm close," Cassie groans.

You being bobbing your head wildly, desperate to bring her to a release. Saliva drips from your mouth as you piston her cock in and out. Before long, her large hand once again meets the back of your head. She pulls you deeper onto her cock, and holds you there. You feel the head of her cock pop into your throat. You gag slightly but you cannot move. Suddenly, you feel Cassie begin to cum.

The cock in your mouth twitches and a jet of cum hits the back of your throat. Seconds later, her cock jumps again and paints your insides once more. As her cock continues to pump you full, you reach out one hand and begin to massage her balls, willing them to dump their load in you.

Cassie's orgasm continues for several more seconds, and you begin to realize why she forced her cock into your throat. There's no way you would have been able to swallow this all yourself.

Soon, you feel Cassie retracting her cock from your throat.

"Make sure to suck the cum out of my urethra," she orders.

You happily comply.

After her dick pops free of your mouth, you see it rapidly begin to soften and shrink. You look on with some sort of disappointment as her dick returns to her flaccid state.

You stand up weakly, noticing with a blush the full, sloshing feeling in your stomach. You look down and notice you still have a painfully tight erection. Cassie's hand covers your crotch, squeezing lightly.

"I still have work to do here," she breathes. "Go find Judas, I'm sure he's dying to swallow a cock right now."

With that, she releases you and walks down the hall, out of your sight.

You wipe the saliva from your mouth. With a flash of shame, you realize what you did. What came over you? You can even claim you were forced. You obviously enjoyed that. But, you can help but feel disgusted at yourself.

>Corruption Level +10 (sucked a minotaur's dick)

>Total Corruption: 42/100

You sigh as you look at the runes in front of you. You shift your weight to another leg, and notice your cock is still throbbing painfully in your pants. You grip it through the cloth. You doubt this is going to go away anytime soon. Something about it feels more powerful that usual. You could try to find a quiet place to relieve yourself in, or you could try to find Judas, like Cassie suggested.

>What do?

>>1380

Go find Cassie instead, she might need some more "energy" for her work. If that's impossible, find a quiet room to jack off in instead.

>>1383

sounds like a plan to me

>>1383

Make it a surprise.

>>1409

OF COURSH!

any progress?

The tightness in your pants grabs all of your attention. You need to take care of this. However, finding Judas doesn't seem like a viable option right now. You briefly consider finding Cassie and having her reciprocate.

You begin to stumble slowly towards the direction Cassie went, but your knees buckle and you end up on the ground. You huff and puff as your erection strains in your pants. You realize then and there you won't be going anywhere soon. You unbuckled your pants in a haste and practically rip them off your body.

You grasp your throbbing member with one hand. You moan at your own touch. The sensation makes you weak and you collapse, sitting on your heels. You begin to feverishly masturbate, willing the strong sexual urge to dissipate.

Because of your frantic pumping, you reach orgasm within half a minute. You grunt loudly as your seed spurts out and onto the ground in a grand arc. You feel a rush of pleasure as your orgasm passes, but then the urge is back. It's gnawing at your mind and keeping your cock painfully hard. You continue to pump your arm up your shaft, despite the protests of your muscles.

After awhile, you lay on the ground on your side, heaving out of exhaustion. You think you've gotten through the worst of it. Right now, you think if you tried to cum, all that would come out is a flag that says "bang". A sizable puddle of cum has gathered on the ground as well, a result of your efforts. Sheepishly, you wonder how you're going to clean it all up.

"There you are, I was told…" a familiar voice sounds from behind you.

You look up weakly and see Judas standing there, hands on his hips. His expression fades from playful to shocked.

"Oh my," he exclaims, "I suppose mistress underestimated the effects of the aphrodisiac."

He pauses, waiting for you to reply. You can do nothing but keep focusing on getting your breathing under control.

"Anyway I was told to collect you, she said she needs you for something," He says. "You know, if you were in that bad of a situation, I would have…helped."

You can see the incubus inhaling deeply and flushing red as a result. A part of you realizes that if the incubus had found you a few minutes prior, that puddle of cum on the ground would instead be inside of him.

Weakly, you stand up with Judas' help. You try to not to think about how smooth his skin is and how good it would feel to grab a handful of his bubble butt.

You begin to slowly walk in the direction he points out. As you round the corner, you hear and odd, lewd slurping noise. Curious, you lean back around the corner. You spy Judas on all fours, slurping and licking your puddle of cum off the floor. You shiver and try to think about other things. At least you don't have to worry about cleaning it up.

You keep up your steady pace until you see things that look familiar. You find your way into the kitchen and see Cassie there with a smile.

"Pack up your things, boyo!" she says with a smile. "We're going to the slave market!"

"Slave market?" You repeat dumbly. You hope you aren't being sold.

"Yes! We're going to buy another slave. Since we have you now, it's time to expand a bit."

You pull out a chair and sit down heavily. You look at her weakly.

"Don't you already have a slave?" you ask.

Cassie smiles and waves your question away, "It's not for me, silly. It's for you! As a human of House Roivas, you deserve your own personal sex slave!"

That surprises you. You don't really know what to say. She seems pretty set on this idea. You aren't sure, but you bet if you refused flatly she would give it up, but probably be disappointed.

>what do?

>>1446

What exactly does she mean as a "sex slave"? Is the person's only purpose to satiate our carnal desires, or are they there to do other things with us? What if that person doesn't want to be a slave to us? How does the whole slave politics thing work anyways?

Regardless, I say we go with it since it would give plenty of opportunity for lewd.

I say we get a holstaur, both because they're my favorite girl but also because we could sell her milk to help supplement House Roivas's financial standing. She's a regular female holstaur but she's also a bit more on the "curvy" and "thick" side than other holstaurs, and because of magical fuckery or something like that she has to have her larger than average-sized breasts (for a holstaur anyway) milked at least once every few "days" or so.

>>1450

I agree. Cow girls are best girls.

>>1451

Oh but maybe a hell hound would fit the theme moee

>>1452

>you can't tame hellhounds, much less enslave them

While defying the canon in this case could be cute, for what kind of slave we'd want, it would probably be something gentle, like a kikimora, holstaur, kobold, etc.

>>1450

a sex slave would be just like Judas, except answer to you instead of Cassie. Most slaves enjoy their positions and are willing. I plan on expounding on this later.

I'll have different choice sections to limit down our selection. The gender (male/female/futa) will be the first choice. Then I'll show various species

>>1454

hellhounds can be enslaved in this setting

>>1455

I wasn't saying they couldn't, so much as I was saying the MC's personal taste was along the lines of gentle.

That being said, going by your new system, I'll go with female, since we don't have a devoted female in the main storyline as of yet

>>1456

Same. Gonna go with female because then I could pick holstaur when we get to choose the species.

Cassie sees the hesitation in your eyes

"What's the matter?" she asks.

You look down a bit, "I'm not sure I agree with this slavery business. Sure, Judas seems to enjoy it, but still. I think it's wrong."

Cassie stares at you open-mouthed. She shakes her head, "I'm hearing you but I'm not understanding you. Does 'slavery' mean something different to you?"

"Well, slavery is when you force someone to serve you," you explain, feeling self-conscious. "You control them and then treat them poorly."

Cassie bellows out a laugh, doubling over in her guffaw.

"What?" you ask, a little indignant. "What's so funny?"

"Slavery is not like that at all here," Cassie says, sighing and wiping tears from her eyes.

"Alright, I'll explain it," she continues. "All slaves here are volunteers. Most of them would be demons without a House. Either orphans or outcasts somehow. "

You stare at her, "I thought that was illegal?"

"Only for humans," Cassie shakes her head. "For demons, it's just very unfavorable. They basically live at the bottom of society. It's not just people looking down on them, they're denied many things being in a House entails, like owning property or voting."

"The solution," Cassie enunciates with a point of her finger, "Is to somehow induct themselves into an existing House. Well, not many Houses would accept a strange demon to live with them under their name. The solution is to agree to enter the House as a slave, and sign a contract with the owners of the House promising loyalty and obedience. It's worked out well and gives them a much better life."

You whistle lowly, "So all of them are just trying to get a better life for themselves?"

Cassie shakes her head once again, "Not all. There are quite a few that sell themselves into slavery for sexual reasons. Even members of high ranking Houses do this. To some, the prospect of being 'forced' to suck cock all day is appealing. That's how I got Judas."

"Judas? He comes from a higher House?"

Cassie nods and smiles confidently, "Yup. He comes from one of the most prestigious incubi and succubi Houses. He's stayed with me, a much lower House, for this long out of loyalty. And the fact that he loves my fat horse cock up his ass."

You try to ignore her last statement, "Are there any other types of slaves?"

Cassie thinks for a moment, "There are those that are born into slavery. Of course, once they reach an certain age they are given the choice of staying or leaving. If the slave parents had a previous House, they have the option of going back there. Most choose to stay out of tradition."

You stay silent, not sure what to say.

"So you see?" Cassie asks with a smile, "Slavery is not such a bad thing. I won't say there aren't bad slave-owners out there, but mistreatment of a slave is a crime here, and abused slaves can be confiscated. So trust me, it's nothing at all like what you were thinking."

You can't really dispute her logic. It must just be a cultural difference that led to your hesitation in the first place. You also can't deny that the idea of a personal slave appeals to the carnal side of you.

"Okay, I'm down." You relent.

"Down?" Cassie frowns, not understanding.

"It's just slang." You explain hastily. "I meant, let's do it. I'm ready."

Cassie claps and bounces a little with glee. She rushes over to you and pulls you up out of your chair into a bone crushing hug. You feel her cock and balls brush against your waist as your bury your face in her tits.

"I'm so glad!" She exclaims. "Let's head to the slave market now, we can get there before sundown."

The two of you leave for the slave market shortly. You aren't sure what to bring, so you bring your walking stick. Cassie brings a few pouches of what you presume to be money and slings them around her shapely waist with a simple rope. On the walk there, you make sure to walk side-by-side with her, to avoid getting your gaze trapped in her enthralled ass-cheeks. Cassie looks at you slyly and bumps you with her hips, giggling at your reaction. After about an hour of walking, you eventually arrive at the slave market.

The slave market is not quite what you expected. You expect grimy, shader dealers holding the rusty shackles unwilling slaves. While many of them are in shackles, the shackles are highly polished and decorative, and the slaves have expressions that vary in contentment. The slave merchant Cassie leads the two of you up to is a clean-looking young incubus, wearing a suit.

"How can I help you fine folks?" The merchant asks in a jovial yet professional tone.

Cassie smiles and gestures towards you, "I'm buying a slave for this man right here. It's going to be his, so let him make all the decisions."

The incubus shifts his gaze to you. He measures you lightly with his gaze and smiles politely.

"Very well," he says, extending his hand for a handshake.

All three of you introduce yourselves, exchanging pleasantries.

"Now then," the merchant says, his voice taking on a serious tone, "First decision: what gender of slave? We have males, females, and futas, all high quality and in stock."

You don't answer right away. Luckily, the merchant waits patiently, apparently not expecting and immediate answer. You turn to Cassie for advice.

"Personally," she says with a hand on her chin, "I'd get a female or a futa. I know from experience how…voracious males can be. However, I was hoping to get a female or a futa. I just wanted one that one of us could eventually impregnate later, and increase the number of slaves with."

"Ah," she says with a smile, "but that's just my own selfish desire. Get whatever you want. It's going to be your slave, after all."

>What do?

>>1460

Female

>>1460

"Can I but unconditional love?"

>>1462

Buy*

I meant buy.

>>1463

>unconditional love

even here we're not that disgusting

>>1463

Get the fuck out pervert

>>1462

>>1463

Unconditional love? Were you the heathen that suggested "holding hands" earlier in the thread?

Also, OP, go with futa

>>1462

unconditional love only exists between a man and his dog

hellhound slave confirmed?

>>1460

Lets go with female, we already have enough dicks but only one womb.

>>1468

But female increases the chances of getting NTRd. Let's go for futa.

>>1469

I can't quite catch your logic.

so far there's a tie between futa and female, anyone want to break it?

>>1475

female who's insecure about not having a dick

but we can magic it onto her

>>1475

>>1476

Tsundere female

>>1476

I hope we can magic it back off if we ever choose to do so.

>>1475

Female.

>>1475

Futanari please.

Not that it's going to matter that much, I just wanted to chime in for the first time.

"Female, please," you say.

The merchant raises his eyebrow. You stiffen up and feel your face get hot. This situation makes you uncomfortable. The entire conversation you're having just seems surreal. You decided to go with female, because you think you need to balance out the sausage fest that's already going on. You hope you won't come to regret your decision.

The merchant smiles, "Of course, Sir. If you'd come right this way, I can recommend some female slaves for you to purchase."

You and Cassie follow behind the demon merchant as he ducks into a large tent. Inside, the scent of sweat, sex, and musk hits your nose. You wouldn't exactly call it unpleasant, but it does make your head spin. You look over to see if Cassie has noticed as well. You see that she's sporting a semi-erection with a lewd look on her face. Guess her sense of smell is stronger than yours.

The tent is full of female slaves locked into individual cages, like animals. You would feel sympathy for them, but many of them seem to be enjoying their position quite a bit. There are many customers who seem to be "sampling" the goods, much to the slaves' delight. As you pass various cages, you can see they aren't spartan in design; many of the cages have proper bedding and look rather comfy, if a bit small.

"Now then," the merchant says, turning around to face you, "If you wouldn't mind, I can show you the very best we have to offer-"

The merchant is interrupted by Cassie leaning over and discreetly whispering into the merchant's ear. After a few seconds, the merchant nods and his smile returns.

"Very well, I will show you the very best female slaves we have to offer…at your selected price point."

The merchant takes a sharp turn at a certain set of cages and walks down another aisle. Both of you follow him, hoping you won't get lost in this sea of depravity.

"Here we are," the demon merchant says, coming to a stop, "I highly recommend these three slaves for you, good sir."

Suddenly, the merchant straightens up and barks in an authoritarian tone, "You three! Present yourselves!"

You see movement in the three cages in front of you. Three women quickly press themselves against the bars, facing you. They all seem to be puffing out their chests and doing their best to stare straight ahead. They seem to look a little nervous, or perhaps excited?

"Before I begin introducing each one," the merchant says, "I should preface my explanations by saying each of these girls has some sort of sexual deviancy that you will no doubt have to deal with if you were to purchase them."

The merchant gives you an expectant look. You nod weakly, hoping that was enough. You can really see "sexual deviancy" as an issue, especially after all the things you've seen and done. With a hint of chagrin, you take a peek over at Cassie's dong, remember what it was like to swallow her cum. Yeah, you can deal with sexual deviancy.

"First," the merchant says, pointing to the cage on the far left, "Is Phoebe, the Amazon."

You look at the cage he is pointing to. The slave inside is rather tall. Her head nearly touches the top of her cage. You can see her body is incredibly muscular, yet her bone structure remains feminine. Despite her lean form, she still sports a respectable bosom.

"Phoebe's particular 'inclination' is towards large insertions. You wouldn't believe how many tools went missing because of this one," the merchant drones on nonchalantly. You see the Amazon blush in response.

"In fact," he continues, "she has said before her dream is to one day be fisted in both holes."

"A fist? What about a horse cock?" Cassie grunts.

The Amazon doesn't reply, but spares a glance towards Cassie's large member. She licks her lips slowly.

"Next," the merchant continues,pointing to the next cage,"Karen, the Hellhound."

You see a darker skinned form in the middle cage. The woman looks to be some sort of demon breed of half woman, half dog. The fur on her arms and legs is pure black. She sports a pair of pointed black dog ears atop her head. Her eyes glow with hellfire. She is glaring at with her eyes, without moving her face. Her expression is quite striking.

"You have a Hellhound in here?" Cassie asks, surprised.

"Why yes," the merchant says with a mischievous smile, "This one was quite willing. Practically begged to be sold."

The Hellhound increases the intensity of her smoulder. You would feel intimidated, but you notice her face is also sporting a slight blush.

The merchant leans over, whispering into your ear, "She might seem tough on the outside, but that's just a front. Truth is, she wants nothing more than to be treated like a pet. That's why she's doing this."

Although she cannot hear the merchant's words, the Hellhound frowns slightly and blushes harder as the merchant whispers to you.

"Last, but certainly not least," the merchant says, pointing to the rightmost cage, "Is Elizabeth, the Holstaur. Don't let her looks deceive you, she's quite…experienced."

You take in the form of the last slave being presented to you. At first, you are blown away by her proportions. She has what might be the biggest set of tits you have ever seen. Cassie's melons look modest by comparison. Although they sag slightly, you can tell this is only due to their weight. They don't look odd on her, however. The rest of her body matches and is also delightfully plump. From her slightly chubby tummy, to her thick thighs, all the way down to the light fur on her cloven legs.

You glance at her face. You immediately notice she is definitely older than you thought. Her face has been molded by age, but not ruined by it. She smiles matronly at you as you study her. Without the horns on her head, she could definitely pass as a 'MILF' in your old world.

The merchant taps his chin, "I should mention that she needs to be milked a least every other day. You might consider it a chore, but it's very pleasurable for her. Also, holstaur milk is quite expensive, so we're asking a bit more for her."

"Additionally," he continues, "Her fetish makes her quite interested in impregnation and being pregnant. She can be milked without, of course, but I'm sure getting knocked up would change the flavor in an interesting way."

The holstaur pouts her lips seductively and bats her eyes at you. You can tell she's purposefully acting younger.

The merchant turns to both you and Cassie, "I'll give you some time to talk it over together. There's no rush, so take your time."

Cassie wraps an arm around your neck and brings you in close for a huddle.

"Alright Anon, what are you thinking?"

>what do?

>>1488

Elizabeth. Yes, she costs a bit more, but we could easily sell her milk and get more than our money back. Plus, like Cassie said she was hoping for one that could bear children later on and Elizabeth seems to really like the idea of being knocked up.

>>1488

Karen, dogs are a mans best friend. Even if they are surly adoptions.

>>1489

I just thought of something stupid: get all three of them. Cassie seems like she would like to take Phoebe for a ride or three, or a few dozen, or a couple hundred, and we could put Karen on guard dog duty in between when we take her out for walkies.

If this is impossible and we can only choose 1 girl, I still stand by my earlier suggestion in getting Elizabeth.

>>1488

Karen

wan

wan

>>1488

>>1488

Karen

wan

wan

>>1491

THIS.

DO THE IMPOSSIBLE.

>>1488

>milfy holstaur

as if there was any other choice

>>1499

>>1491

I am hesitant to just say "okay we choose all three"

even disregarding the fact that adding three completely new characters would be tough to juggle, it would completely invalidate the point of having people vote and making the community involvement matter

>>1501

I want the hell hound and the milky cow. Don't make me choose.

>>1501

That's what I was kind of thinking, which is why I said the idea was stupid.

Anyways, while I'm not terribly opposed to wan~ winning, I like cowtits more. Think about it - all three girls are potential mothers, but what does each girl have that the other doesn't?

Phoebe brings a higher ability to perform manual labor than the others, but magic is a thing.

Karen has the potential to be good with fire magic being a hellhound, but what else does she have? Only thing I can think of is having her run menial errands so we or Cassie doesn't have to, or being a guard dog.

Elizabeth has a higher desire to become pregnant than the others, which lends to Cassie's idea of either us or her gonna be us, Elizabeth is (going to be) our "slave" after all siring children and increasing the number of "slaves" for House Roivas, but she also produces milk. Not only that, but like the merchant said holstaur milk is expensive, not to mention the flavor changing if she's pregnant. Yeah Elizabeth is going to cost more initially, but we can easily get our money back and then some by selling her milk ourselves, thus bringing Roivas back up to were it was when we joined and then up further, which would allow us to buy more slaves (possibly more holstaur if there ever are any, if not there's always any of Elizabeth's daughters when they come of age), sell more holstaur milk to recoup the losses of buying a slave, father a few daughters with our slaves, et cetera et cetera.

>>1502

you have to choose

but who knows what the future could bring?

I'll make the deadline for the decision around midnight thursday. if there's a tie by then, i'll just roll a die

I say go with the cow tits. >>1503 has the right idea.

Of all the slaves there, Cow tits seems to bring more to the table in means of getting the House on better financial ground. After getting the money back and then some, we could just out right buy the others if need be.

Not to mention all the experience and shapely dirty pillows~

HELL- HOUND PLEEEEEEEEASE

>>1503

this. Bring the Holstaur home for some MILF and cookies.

Holstaur.

I just hope this won't turn into too much of a strategy game, building up the house economically and politically.

>>1513

I feel like it would be some sort of hidden stat that doesn't actually have any sort of impact on the story.

Hellhound. We can train her to be whatever we want, and she might reproduce in litters. She can sit at the foot of our bed while we fuck whoever, then get her to clean our cock. She can follow us around like a bodyguard, or wait for us at the door when we return. She isn't trying to manipulate us. It's good for our character arc to become more assertive towards someone who wants an assertive owner but pretends otherwise.

>>1519

That is true, but what if she only has a single daughter each time? Or what if she isn't receptive to being pregnant at all compared to Elizabeth?

>>1488

>Elizabeth

That's the name of the holstaur in a story I'm writing. I want her.

>>1521

link to the story?

>petplay hellhound

What's the catch?

picking hellhound

alright i'm calling it

in a result of 6:5, the milfy holstaur wins

don't worry hellhound fans, I haven't forgotten you

update soon

"I'm thinking the holstaur is the best choice," you explain, "She already wants to breed. Plus, we can sell her milk and make some extra money."

Cassie nods appreciatively, "I see our thoughts are the same. I agree. The holstaur is the best choice. Good job. She might cost more, but in this case it's worth it."

Your decision made, the two of you turn back around to face the merchant.

"So you'll take Elizabeth, then," he says with a smile, having overheard your conversation.

Cassie nods and reaches for the pouch around her waist. You expect her to pull out some form of currency. Instead, she pulls out three cheap looking trinkets. The merchant weights the trinkets in his hand, flicking them lightly. Satisfied the due has been paid, the merchant smiles and begins unlocking Elizabeth's cage.

The mature holstaur woman steps daintily out of the cage. Her breasts bounce and jiggle as she steps down onto the floor in front of you. She gives you a husky smile as the merchant hands you her polished steel leash.

"I'm yours now, master," she says in a sultry tone, "I hope I'm not too old for you."

You gulp as the realize the voluptuous woman now belongs to you. Your eyes roam around her body. You notice how her cow-print bikini hugs her body and digs into her plump flesh. You blush as you realize the woman is consciously pushing her large chest up with her arms, trying to get your attention.

Your business done, the three of you head back to the house. Your attention is split between sneaking glances at Cassie's muscular ass as she walks, and peering sideways at the set of jiggling tits next to you.

You decide to break up the tension by asking Cassie some questions.

"What were those things you gave the merchant?"

"Ah," Cassie says, looking over her shoulder with a wink, "Those were 'Artifacts'. They contain various amounts of stored spiritual energy in them. That's what counts as currency here."

"I see," you say simply.

"The quality of the Artifacts matters. I'll try to teach you artificing later. You might have a knack for it."

Your eyes drift over to Elizabeth once more. You can't stop your eyes roaming over her curvaceous body. You notice that she meets your eyes out of the corner of her eye. She begins to saunter a little, laughing lowly as she makes her chest bounce and jiggle.

"I'm glad you're enjoying your new slave," Cassie grins. "But we need to establish boundaries."

"Boundaries?"

"Yeah, like what are your policies on Elizabeth here being sexual with either I or Judas. It's up to you, since she's your slave now."

You think for a moment, "But you're the head of the House, right? Don't you outrank me?"

Cassie's grin fades, "I suppose you're right. I would never pull rank like that to fuck your slave, though. That's why I'm asking now. She looks like a fine piece of ass, but if you say no, I'll stay away."

"So what'll it be?" Cassie says, raising an eyebrow.

>What do?

>>1526

If I were MC I would try to hog Elizabeth for myself. Probably because I'd feel insecure about her possibly not enjoying my dick after getting rammed by Cassie's horsecock.

>>1526

I'm feeling like unless we explicitly offer her or Judas to join in on the fun, let us have Elizabeth to ourselves since she's special to us because she's our first slave (among other reasons). So in other words, not really. This should also be explained to Elizabeth and while yes Cassie is the head of the house and outranks both us and her, she's still our "slave", and what kind of master doesn't help their slave?

Speaking of helping her, her current "outfit" seems a little small on her, so why not go clothes shopping for a little bit if she wants? If she does, she naturally gets outfits that reveal far more cleavage and leg than would be necessary, and she also gets a turtleneck sweater or two that are just barely too small for her. Cassie could also start talking about artificing a bit while we wait around for Elizabeth to find something that can fit her.

On another note, when was the last time Elizabeth was milked? When we get back to the house we should show her around a bit before showing her her room but she's welcome to sleep in ours if she so wishes before offering to milk her. See if Cassie doesn't have any of those old-timey milk cans https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/9d/67/6d/9d676df3e0c02ea9986872e21b3ca995.jpg so we can store the milk somewhere before selling it.

Naturally the can isn't large enough to hold it all, so we gotta drink the rest straight from the tap. Naturally this leads to us making love to Elizabeth in the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation and bonding while holding hands (because she asked how humans "do it"). Of course her milk has some aphrodisiac and endurance-enhancing qualities to it so after we finish inside her we're still hard and she notices, so she offers to have us take her remaining holes and asks if we would like to give it to her hard. We of course do, and both of us make a right mess of the room from all the bodily fluids that were created. Not just her milk but also our semen, which thanks to Elizabeth's milk we produce a little a lot more than we normally do, at least until the effects of her milk wear off.

Dirty talk during the rough sex involves us punishing the "naughty little cow", and having her beg for our cock.

>>1527

i doubt that would happen

this isn't hentai logic where girls get mindbroken by big penises. and cassie wouldn't do that to us

>>1527

>>1528

>08/13/15 (Thu) 22:28:36

holy shit we posted at THE EXACT SAME TIME

>>1528

Feel like I should expand on my suggestion a little, specifically the sharing:

No I don't want Cassie to just go off and fuck Elizabeth whenever she wants. Cassie can however join in and make it a threesome if we offer the option to her. I still think it should be just us and Elizabeth though.

Also keep the flirtation down too; a little slap on the ass here or there or cat-calling/saying something along the lines of "wanting to stick my fat cock in between those giant tits" is fine, but several minutes of heavy petting/tit groping/ass squeezing ain't cool. Unless it's during a threesome then it's alright since playing with the other person's body is kind of a given with sex.

With Elizabeth's milk, do whatever I guess but let us know if it's what we're going to drink. We however are the ones that milk her since we feel like it's our responsibility, considering we chose to buy her and all.

So basically:

1a.) Unless we offer to have a threesome with Cassie and Elizabeth, she's "off limits" so to speak.

1b.) Same rule applies to Judas: unless we invite him to join, he can't fuck Elizabeth.

2a.) A little bit of flirting, both physical and verbal, is fine but don't go overboard with it.

2b.) A little groping along with "dirty talk" is fine, sustained physical intimacy isn't.

2c.) A lot of flirting (physical and verbal) is fine if it's during sex since that's kinda what you do.

3a.) She's free to do what she wishes with Elizabeth's milk; sell it, drink it, bath in it, whatever she wants.

3b.) We are the sole person who gets to milk Elizabeth because we think it's our job since we picked her.

3c.) No funny business with us and the milk, which includes but is not limited to offering us a drink but not telling us it's Elizabeth's breastmilk.

>>1531

>1a.) Unless we offer to have a threesome with Cassie and Elizabeth, she's "off limits" so to speak.

>1b.) Same rule applies to Judas: unless we invite him to join, he can't fuck Elizabeth.

ADDENDUM

1-1) They can ask if they can join in and make it a threesome between us, them, and Elizabeth, but we have to accept their proposal. We can also give them the option to join us if they have not asked yet.

1-2) If we do not give them the option to join or let them join if they ask, then they cannot have sex with Elizabeth.

>>1531

>>1532

Sounds good.

I'm good with keeping Elizabeth to ourselves for now and giving permission to Cassie and Judas later on.

Oh and we should probably raise the MC's corruption meter a bit for accepting to have a sex slave.

>>1534

I don't know. . . something about holstaurs emits a ray of purity for me at least

And the way Cassie described the slavery thing, it could do the opposite for our corruption.

The whole problem here me is how everyone on here is still using humanity's connotation of slavery, and denoting it as a bad thing, when in this case, slavery actually is helping the slaves out to an extent.

>>1534

>>1535

I agree with your choice to keep Elizabeth to ourselves, though.

>>1535

>The whole problem here me is how everyone on here is still using humanity's connotation of slavery, and denoting it as a bad thing, when in this case, slavery actually is helping the slaves out to an extent.

That is true, but also I think the way Cassie said or explained the boundary thing, almost as if she really wants to bang Elizabeth and is going to feel conflicted if we say no.

I feel like what's going to happen between Cassie/us/Elizabeth is what I and >>1534 said earlier, in that we get to "keep" Elizabeth to ourselves for now but later on she could join in if she wants/we let her because I'm probably going to end up suggesting that later on after we bang Elizabeth a few times (by ourselves mind you) something is going to make all three of us super horny and then we have a little threesome/orgy.

There's also any "slaves" that we get later on that are "ours" that we could share.

"Uh, I think I'd rather keep Elizabeth for myself," you say.

"Oh my," You hear Elizabeth gasp.

You look over. She has her hand over her mouth, but is blushing pretty hard. She makes a point to press herself up against you. You become keenly aware of her soft flesh on you.

"Oh, I see," Cassie says. You see a hint of a frown before she quickly hides it with a smile.

"Wait," you say, trying to salvage Cassie's feelings, "I don't mean to completely exclude you. I mean, maybe sometime you could…uh… join us."

Cassie's expression takes on a brief flash of relief, before switching to a familiar mischievous grin.

"You naughty boy," she says, "You haven't even brought her home, and you're already planning threesomes?"

Cassie chuckles at you. Elizabeth presses herself closer to you, nuzzling into your neck playfully. You feel her guide your arm behind her and place it on her ass-cheek. She squeals and giggles. She obviously enjoys your attention.

Cassie drops back a bit, walking in line with the two of you. She presses herself against Elizabeth's other side, sandwiching the cow girl on either side. Cassie grabs a big handful of Elizabeth's other ass cheek, weighing it appreciatively. Elizabeth blushes and moans in response.

"Oh yeah," Cassie says with a grunt, "I can't wait to have some fun with this one."

She releases Elizabeth's ass, then gives it a light smack. Elizabeth moans again in response. You tighten your grip on her ass-cheek, reminding her you're still there. She continues to press into your side as you walk. It makes actually walking difficult, but you enjoy it anyway.

Sooner than you would like, the three of you find yourself back at the Roivas manor. Cassie introduces Elizabeth to Judas, both of whom bow respectfully to each other.

"Well," Cassie says, turning to you, "I'd like to teach you some more magic stuff, but I'm sure you're eager to get back to you room and spend some time with your new slave."

Elizabeth cradles the side of her face, "My, oh my."

Cassie winks and nudges you with her elbow.

"Here," she says, handing you two metal containers, "You'll need these, I'm sure. Cow tits will tell you what they're for."

With that, you lead Elizabeth by the leash towards your room, metal containers in hand.

You arrive if your room and notice how dark it is. You spy a lantern on a desk and attempt to light it, they way you did before. To your relief, the lantern lights obediently on your first try. You set the metal containers down and turn around.

"Alright," you begin, "Now what should we d-mppgffff."

Your question is muffled by Elizabeth practically tackling you from the front, burying your face in her enormous bosom. You inhale the sweet scent of her sweat and a hint of milk.

"Master, please," she pleads, "I've been a good girl. I need it, please."

You pull your head out of her tits, "What's the matter?"

She blushes and looks at you shyly, "I need you to milk me. Please, master, I've been waiting all this time."

"Well, alright, of course," you gulp and nod your head.

Elizabeth quickly reaches behind her and unties the knot on her cow-print bikini top. As the tension on the garment disappears, her breasts fully succumb to the force of gravity. Her breasts sag slightly and spill out even more across her chest. Your mouth waters slightly.

She quickly discards the cloth and allows her pendulous tits to hang free. You knew her boobs were huge, but they look even bigger and better naked. They are certainly bulky, with a generous amount of volume and bounce. Her areola are smooth and very wide in diameter. You don't seem to notice her nipples protruding out, however. They seem to be hidden within.

"I don't…I've never done this before," you struggle to say.

Elizabeth breathes heavier and gasps, "It's fine. I'll teach you. Start by massaging my breasts."

She takes your hands in her and places them roughly on each breast. You are in heaven. Well technically, you're in hell. Your fingers sink in deliciously into her pliant flesh. You cannot hold her entire breast in your hand. You would estimate you don't even have half of the volume of each breast in one hand.

You gauge the weight of her breasts gently, comparing each breast to yourself. They are certainly heavy. You suddenly long to smother your face in these once again, or bury your cock between them. You shake your head. This is about helping your slave out. You shouldn't corrupt it with such lewd thoughts. Still, you cannot help the raging erection forming in your pants.

"Squeeze them harder," she gently urges, "Squeeze and knead all over."

You comply with her wishes, tightening your grip on her breasts. She grunts and moans lightly at your touch. You begin to stroke downwards, towards her areola. You begin to see white droplets dribble out, but nothing substantial.

"Very…good," she huffs, "Now…I need you to extract…my nipples. With your mouth, please."

You can't imagine a request you'd be happier to oblige. You bring her right breast to your mouth. You lips clamp over her large areola and you begin applying suction. Your tongue runs over the smooth flesh, licking up the droplets of milk that were there. You pierce your tongue inside, searching for her nipple. You feel her hardening bud, and you coax it out while increasing the suction. You are rewarded for your efforts, as you feel her nipple pop into your mouth, along with a burst of milk. Elizabeth moans and squirms in response.

Successful, you release her breast with a wet plop. You examine the recently extracted nipple. It's longer than you imagined it would be, but still looks very appealing. Milk dribbles from the tip.

You decide not to waste much more time and move onto the next breast. You repeat the same procedure; you suck her breast into your mouth and search for her nipple with your probing tongue. You gently suck and lick and guide the nipple to full extension. When it pops into your mouth, however, you cannot contain yourself. Instead of releasing the breast, you increase the suction, swirling the nipple around with you tongue. Milk floods your mouth, and you gulp it down greedily. Elizabeth moans loud and long. Her hand weaves itself into your hair, petting you and holding you close. It's a few seconds before you force yourself to break it off.

"I'm sorry," you begin to apologize, "I couldn't help it…I just started drinking.."

Elizabeth smiles and crushes you to her chest.

"Don't apologize. You are my master now. You'll always get the first taste."

Your heart thumps in response.

"Now," she says, "The milking begins. The easiest way is to probably get behind me and reach around that way. I'll guide you through the motions. Don't forget the milk cans."

You pull out a stool for Elizabeth to sit on, and place the first metal can in front of her. You stand behind her, reaching your arms around to reach her breasts. She lifts her arms to give you access. You find that you need to press yourself against her naked back to reach. The heat and softness of her skin makes you dizzy. You rest your chin on her shoulder, nuzzling your cheek against hers. You can feel the heat of her blush.

Her hands gently guide you through the motions. Pinch, pull, squeeze. It's not very complicated, but it seems to go easier when she does it. She hums in approval when you finally begin to get a steady stream of milk to fly into the pan. Her hums turn into moans and gasps as the minutes go by. You own arousal is heightened by hers. You know she can feel your cock pressed up against her back.

Nearly fifteen minutes later, the pan is three-fourths of the way filled. Elizabeth gently taps your on the shoulder, signalling that the milking is done for tonight.

She turns around to face you. You notice her breasts are slightly smaller, but still fucking huge. She greets you with a wide smile on her blushing mature face. She once again crushes you into her bosom.

As she releases you, she stands up and throws herself on your bed. She rolls over onto her back, lifting her legs slightly. She slowly lowers her bikini bottoms down, giving you a good view of her thighs and bottom. Once the garment is off the end of her feet, she spreads her legs wide, exposing her most private area. You can see moisture running down the inside of her legs. Steam is practically rising off of her pussy. She spreads her pussy with her hands, offering herself to you.

"Breed me, master," she pleads, "Make me yours."

>What do?

>>1539

Make her work for it obviously. She's your slave, time to treat her like one. Tease her, do foreplay and other demeaning acts to her until she cries out in anticipation, begging to be impregnated and fucked like a wild animal.

>>1539

Give her breasts some more attention since I don't think we got all the milk out, and naturally the only way to do that is by suckling on them. Kiss her on the lips a lot too, since I don't think we've really done that with anyone yet.

Thanks to certain, *ahem*, attributes of her milk we're more than ready to make her ours. And we do it tenderly at first. After the tender love making in the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation and bonding between two consenting individuals who are holding hands (the procreation part is important, we don't forget to finish in her at least once since there's no real way of knowing until later on if she falls pregnant or not), we really make her ours by giving into our earlier desires of having our cock between those love pillows, having her go down on us, and to finish it all off doin' her in the butt. I imagine we cum a good amount at least once with every "position".

>>1541

Also don't forget to close and secure the lid on the milk cans and put them in the corner of the room for now before we join Elizabeth on the bed.

After we're done claiming her as our own by making sweet tender love to Elizabeth and satiating her desire(s) to be fucked very roughly we can go find Cassie and give her the milk, or have Judas bring it to Cassie.

>>1541

>>1542

Also also we should cuddle with Elizabeth when everything is said and done.

And another thing:

Several minutes later, Judas has since collected the milk cans, and we're cuddling (still naked of course) with Elizabeth…

>"D-do you want me to show you to your room now Elizabeth? Y-you don't have to though, you can sleep with me here i-if you would rather do that instead."

>"I would love to Anon, if it means I get to hold you like this~"

She then gives us a sloppy yet still passionate kiss and we fall asleep in each others arms, her substantial bosom acting as our pillow for the night. The next "morning" we wake up spooning her, our semi-hard penis nestled between her asscheeks. She wakes up at about the same time as us, and she teases us because our erection is poking her in the butt and more often than not this is how we wake up each day. Occasionally though we don't because doing so EVERY day would just be silly. Sometimes she's the big spoon, sometimes we wake up hugging her, sometimes one of us is lying on top of the other. After we get a good morning kiss and/or face-full-of-tit from her it's breakfast time, and what kind of breakfast would be complete without a tall glass of milk? :^)

You decide not to dive right in. You're going to take your time. She should feel the anticipation. She's a slave, after all.

You slowly crawl towards her on the bed. She does not move her position, but her eyes lock onto you with lust and expectation. You crawl forward and bring your face up to her crotch. You can see her legs trembling with excitement as you take in her scent.

The scent of her core fills your head, making your mouth water. The smell is heavy and unavoidable, but not unpleasant. Unable to resist, you dip you face down lower, sticking your tongue out to taste her pussy.

Elizabeth instantly moans and squeezes her legs around your head, locking you there. You grunt in appreciation as your hands fondle her thighs, pulling them tighter around you and digging into her juicy flesh. You continue to stroke her vagina with long, slow licks of your tongue.

Her heat and wetness scorch your mouth and tongue, but you can't stop. You probe your tongue in deep, mapping out her fleshing walls. Her pussy contracts and massages your tongue, welcoming you inside. The flow of her fluids only increases as you continue, savoring her taste. You can hear her moaning, but also begging to you be rougher, to go harder. You ignore her, and continue to eat her out very slowly.

Finally, when her legs begin to quiver. You know she is close to release. You stop completely. She whines and tried to lift her hips up to meet your mouth as you pull away. You swat her thighs lightly and wag your finger. You figure she probably has enough strength to force you, but she pouts and obeys anyway.

You crawl further up the bed, leaning over her. Your faces meet and you share a deeply passionate kiss. She is all over you, desperate to seek out any sort of pleasure she can, to coax you to bring her to release. You position your cock near her entrance, but do not apply pressure. Instead, you rub it around the entrance, teasing.

"Don't tease me," she whines, "Fuck me."

You grab her face with your hand, distorting her expression, "That's not how you ask for something from your master, is it?"

To be honest, the words shock even you. But the look in her eyes, the look of acceptance sends a sadistic thrill down your spine. What's wrong with you? You've never had these fantasies before. But right now, you can't imagine having any more fun than you are by pleasantly torturing this cow woman.

Elizabeth blushes deeply, "Please master, I beg you, please fuck my pussy."

You slap her in the face, "Whose pussy?"

"Your pussy," Elizabeth moans, biting her lip, "Please fuck your pussy, master."

Satisfied, you ram you cock inside, all the way to the hilt.

Elizabeth reaches orgasm immediately. She practically screams and arches her back, presenting her chest to you. You clamp one of her large nipples into you mouth and suck as you remain balls deep inside her. Jets of milk shoot generously into your mouth as you feel her body quiver and her cunt continue to milk you.

As soon as the contractions die down, you begin thrusting. You are not gentle. You hammer into her cunt. Your balls slap the underside of her thighs. You don't care. Elizabeth is loving it. She's clawing at the bedsheets and her legs are raised into the air, giving you perfect access.

You continue to suckle on her breast. One of her arms wraps around your neck, holding you there. You continue to saw into her plump body. You enjoy the vibrations and jiggles your hammering pelvis sends up her soft body. Her thighs ripple and her tits jiggle. All the while she's moaning very loudly. You revel in the wet slapping sounds of sex.

You are an animal, and you're loving it.

You don't last long. You feel no shame. No one could. She's amazing. You grunt out a warning to her. Immediately, her eyes fly open and she clamps her legs down on your back, pulling you in deep. Her thick legs are stronger than you thought. You are completely locked in place.

"Breed me, master," she gasps into you ear, pausing to lick and suck on your neck, "My womb is yours. Fill it up, please."

Hearing that, you begin to cum.

As soon as the first jet of semen hits her cervix, Elizabeth begins cooing. She puts both hand on your ass. She massages the tissue lovingly, coaxing you deeper as you continue to paint her insides. She begins rhythmically contacting her vagina, milking your cock of all cum.

After a few seconds, you finish cumming. You've never shot a load that big before. Elizabeth reluctantly releases her legs' iron grip on you. You roll off her and nestle into her side, sucking the breast closest to you. Elizabeth puts an arm around you and snuggles you close.

"I'm so full," she exclaims, idly rubbing her vagina as cum leaks down her legs, "I can feel your load swishing around in my womb."

You put one hand on her pudgy stomach, right where her womb would be. You rub and caress the spot lovingly. Elizabeth sigh contentedly and kisses your neck again.

>What do?

>>1552

Maybe invite cassie for that threesome. Stakes the milf's snatch whil we take cassie from behind.

>>1552

Fucking her our pussy made us rather thirsty, so she should give us the rest of her milk straight from the tap. After that, we better make sure we got her pregnant - since she's been such a good little cow she can be on top this time. Naturally we play with her tits or lovingly caress her motherly hips/perfectly plump butt while she rides us.

We'd probably be fairly messy after we finish in her pussy a second time though so she should help clean our cock off with her mouth of course, and I imagine she uses her large tits to "help". If she does a good enough job we might just give her a little reward, which we do regardless of her performance anyways. And yes, that reward is cumming in her mouth, and yes she swallows it all, or at least what we shoot into her mouth; the rest probably goes on her tits and face which she then eats anyways so I guess technically she swallows it all, it's just that some of our jizz ends up on her breasts and/or face beforehand.

Why stop there though? There's still one more hole we need to claim as ours, so why not have her get on her hands and knees so we can pound her ass and really make her feel full - fill her up as much as we can, and that "as much as we can" is enough to make her look pregnant even before she is which she will be after we're done.

>>1553

But anon, I want our first time with Elizabeth to be special; just us and her. I wanna have the mc be the one to make Elizabeth pregnant first and possibly all other subsequent times Elizabeth gets knocked up.

Next time we have sex with Elizabeth we can invite Cassie and do the thing where Cassie sticks it in Elizabeth's pussy while we take Cassie from behind. I imagine the "next time" is going to be pretty soon if we have to milk Elizabeth every other day. It would be interesting to see what kind of affects Elizabeth's milk has on Cassie. Speaking of, yeah let's invite Cassie for a threesome the next time we have to milk Elizabeth, but instead of using the milk cans both us and Cassie just drink it all straight from the source ourselves.

>>1552

>What do?

Turn her over and plow that magnificent ass.

>>1522

Currently writing, Anon. It's not finished yet. Not even close.

>>1568

Will there be a link when it is done?

You sit up suddenly.

"Master?" Elizabeth asks, curious.

"Get on your hands and knees," you order.

Elizabeth looks at you, bewildered, "Why?"

"Because," you growl, "I'm going to fuck your fat ass, that's why. Now get to it."

Elizabeth blushes. "Yes master," she squeaks out happily as she situates herself.

She is facing away from you. Her wide, plump rear is pointed towards you instead. She reaches behind her with both hands and spreads her ass-cheeks apart, exposing her ripe asshole to you. Her tail swishes nervously above her.

"Please take my ass, master," she moans, "It's yours. Ravage it."

The offer is very tempting, but you aren't in the mood to be told what to do. You just can't resist teasing her some more. You give one side of her ass a hard swat, watching how her add jiggles in response. Elizabeth lets out a moan, instead of a gasp of pain.

"You weren't supposed to enjoy that," you say, spanking her again, "You dirty cow."

Elizabeth grunts as your hand comes down on her titanic rear end once more.

"N-no," she pleads weakly, "I'm not a d-dirty cow."

"Yes you are," you say, spanking her harder, "Admit it."

"Oooh," Elizabeth cooes, "Okay, I admit it! I'm a dirty, filthy cow. Please punish me."

"Very good."

You position your engorged cock at the entrance to her anus. You push in lightly and your cock slides into her ass evenly without much issue. Soon you are buried to the hilt into insider her. The heat is more intense than her pussy.

"You old whore," you say, squeezing her tits roughly from behind her, "My cock went in too easily! You use this hole a lot, don't you?"

"N-no! I wouldn't-oooh!"

Elizabeth's protests are cut off as you tug on her nipple roughly, causing a spurt of milk to hit your bed sheets. You can't see her expression, but you're sure she has some lewd face on right now.

"Okay, I admit it," she huffs, "I'm a perverted old whore. I love it in the ass. I love shoving dildos and toys up there. You don't have to be gentle, master. Please ravage my ass."

With a light spank and a tug of her tail, you decide to begin your work. Clamping onto her breasts for support, you begin to jack hammer into her insides. The room is soon filled with slapping noises as your pelvis meets her ass-flesh repeatedly. You can see ripples traveled through the flesh of her ass and going up to her lower back. Her body is so soft and plump, you thrust extra hard to mash yourself closer to it.

Elizabeth begins moaning and screamingly loudly. The harder you thrust into her, the more she screams.

"Oooh yes!" She grunts, "Slam into me harder! Make it so I wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow!"

You growl and fuck her harder. Right now you're thrusting so hard and so fast it's actually starting to feel uncomfortable. But, you do not care. You are driven by an unknown force inside you to keep going.

"C-cumming!" you hear Elizabeth grunt out.

You don't slow down. Her body begins to shake and tremble and her anus clamps down on you, but you keep up the pace, despite the sweat beginning to drip off your body.

A few minutes later, Elizabeth has had her second orgasm. She begs you to slow down and go easy but you disregard her. You are close. You continue to slam your hips against hers as you approach that apex. Elizabeth bucks her own hips backwards, fucking herself into you.

Finally, you can feel your orgasm approaching. You say nothing, but you lay your body weight on Elizabeth's back, forcing her into a prone position on the bed. You gently bite into her shoulder as you slam your hips into her one last time. You pin her down with your body as you begin to shoot your load into her guts.

You let out a bestial grunt as your cock jumps within her colon. You can hear Elizabeth's muffled sighs as she feels you release inside her. You are pressing your hips closely up against her ass, desperately trying to cum as deep inside her as possible.

After a few seconds of your orgasm, all the willpower within you fades. You weakly remove yourself from the cow's fat ass and slump backwards. You heard shuffling as Elizabeth crawls up next to you on the bed, snuggling close. She wraps her arms around you and you rest your head in her ample cleavage.

You are woken up by the sound of pounding on your door. You open your eyes. You find that in you are cradling Elizabeth in a "spooning" situation, only you are the "big spoon". You notice with a wry smile that your morning erection is nestled comfortable in the generous crack of her ass. Reluctantly, you peel yourself off the comfy, mature cow woman and go answer the door, completely naked.

Judas greets you with a cheery smile as you open the door. His expression doesn't seem to change when he notices you are naked. You forgot that sort of thing is normal to them.

"Good morning, Anon!" He says in cheerful voice. "We're having breakfast again this morning, to celebrate the new addition to our House!"

"Ah!" He exclaims, seeing the metal milk cans behind you, "I see you've filled one of those. If you don't mind, I'll take care of that for you. Don't worry, I'll save some for your breakfast!"

You nod and step aside, allowing Judas to enter your room. Judas nods politely at the weary expression of Elizabeth and then lifts the metal can with one hand. You raise an eyebrow at the scrawny incubus boys' strength. He is a demon, after all.

"Oh," Judas turns around at the doorway and says, "Cassie wanted me to tell you she plans on an artificing lesson later today. Be prepared!"

With that, he closes the door and calmly walks away.

"Guess we should be ready for breakfast, huh master?" You hear Elizabeth yawn out.

>What do?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1575

/monster/ reporting in for this wonderful CYOA, your doing Ammits work Mr. minty fuccboi

tally corruption, and head to breakfast with cowtits as is.

rollan for shits and giggles

>>1575

We probably reek of sex, so we should make ourselves presentable and go bathe together with Elizabeth before going to breakfast. Even though she doesn't need it we should help Elizabeth in lathering her body with soap, which naturally leads to making out with her and suckling on her tits some before we bend her over under the hot water and fuck her pussy again. Gently though.

>>1575

We've got some nice morning wood. Might as well rub it over those cowtits to wake her up, and since we haven't emptied ourselves in her mouth, have her suck us off on the table. Then, while everyone is drinking day-old milk at breakfast, we get ours straight out of her tits.

You climb on top of Elizabeth, straddling her with your legs. She looks at you amused and bewildered as you bounce your morning wood on her enormous tits. She giggles playfully as you drum your member on her breasts

"Let's take a quick shower," you say to her, "Both of us reek of sex."

You roll off of Elizabeth and she gets up from the bed. As she turns to leave, you give her a playful swat on the ass. She giggles and hustles out of the room at a faster pace.

As you stand up and prepare to follow her, a familiar set of runes flashes in the air in front of you:

>Corruption Level +10 (drank holstaurus milk)

>Total Corruption: 52/100

However, you see something new after that:

>At 50% corruption, you gain a bonus to arousal and sexual stamina and vitality

Perhaps that would explain your actions last night. You were certainly a lot more bestial than you ever believed you could be. You shrug it off and follow after Elizabeth, into the spartan showers.

There, you spend a few tender moments with your slave, "helping" each other lather up and wash. You spend a few blissful moments soaping up her titanic tits.

The two of you make your way to the kitchen. A somewhat familiar sight greets you. You see a table filled with breakfast foods. Judas stands in the corner as usual, naked but for an apron. Cassie is sitting at the table, munching on some toast idly and sipping from her mug. Her mug is filled with Judas' cum, no doubt. She looks up as the two of you come in. Cassie's face lights up with a smile.

"Good morning, Anon! I trust you had a good time 'breaking in' your new slave? From what I could hear, you guys went hard most of the night!"

"Yeah, haha…" you blush and rub the back of your neck shyly.

Cassie grins mischievously, "Well I just wanted to let you know that the milk you extracted is perfect. We've already had a few glasses, actually. Hope you don't mind."

"In fact," she raises her glass towards you, "What I'm drinking right now is a mixture of incubus cum and your slave's holstaurus milk. A very fine brew I must say."

You sit down and begin piling a plate full of food. Elizabeth takes a seat next to you.

"By the way," Cassie says, "Do you want a glass of milk? You deserve it, after all."

Elizabeth cuts in, "Certainly not. No master of mine will have that stale junk. As long as I'm around, he'll get his straight from the tap. Here."

She grabs her breast and points it your way, offering it to you. Your face goes red from the exhibitionism. but the tiny droplet of moisture on her nipple is too much for you to resist. You dive into her chest, sucking her nipple into your mouth greedily. Elizabeth sighs in pleasure as jets of warm milk shoot into your mouth. You gulp it down readily. It tastes amazing. What a perfect breakfast.

"Shit, I gotta get in on this," you hear Cassie say.

You open your eyes, without detaching from Elizabeth's teat. You see Cassie get up from her chair and walk around the table. She walks over to Elizabeth's side and grabs her free breast in her hand. Leaning down, she also sucks her nipple into her mouth.

"Oooh," Elizabeth grunts happily.

After a few seconds, both you and Cassie release Elizabeth's nipples for your mouths. The two of you are near mirror images of each other as you wipe your mouths in satisfaction.

"What about you?" You ask, turning to Elizabeth, "Will you have any milk?"

"Oh heavens, no," She giggles, a hand on her cheek, "It's bad luck for a holstaur to drink her own milk."

"But don't worry," she says, her hand rubbing your crotch, "I'll get all the milk I need right here."

Before you can protest, she scrambles underneath the table, wedges herself between your legs and begins taking off your pants. You look up at Cassie and Judas, embarassed, but they don't bat an eye. Cassie takes another bite of her toast as you feel Elizabeth suck your morning erection into her mouth.

"So, Anon," Cassie says, nonchalantly.

"Uh…ah..AH..yes..?" You answer, struggling to keep a straight face.

The sensation on your dick distracts your line of thought. You peek down on the table and see Elizabeth's matronly lips wrapped around your cock, bobbing up and down your shaft. You can feel the vibrations of her throaty grunts travel down your hard member.

"I trust you got my message earlier about a magic lesson later?" Cassie asks.

"Eh…ah..No.."

"No?"

"No! I…uh..I mean yes! Yes! Oh god yes!…I did get your message."

You jump slightly in your seat as you feel Elizabeth's wide, hot tongue flicking across your glans.

"Well," Cassie continues, "I was planning on teaching you artificing. It's important, it's how a House is about to support itself, basically."

"Uh huh…" you nod, hoping to appear diligent while trying not to go cross-eyed from Elizabeth's suction skills.

"It's not an easy task. It requires both mechanical skill and magical prowess. I'm not too keen on your magical talent, but with work we could raise your mechanical…are you listening?"

"ooh…ah..what?!" You ask, startled. Cassie is looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

"You know what, I'll just wait until you're finished. Hurry up and cum already."

You nod and look down at Elizabeth. She's currently rubbing her nose in your pubes. You meet her gaze and she winks at you. You throw your head back and moan. You're not going to last very long. You grunt out as much.

Elizabeth pulls back and brings your cock head into her mouth once more. Her tongue begins flicking wildly across your head, coaxing you to the climax. As you begin to cum, you grip onto the horns atop Elizabeth's head, holding her there.

She closes her eyes as your juices begin to fill her mouth. You groan lightly as you feel ropes of gooey semen fly out of your dick. Just when you think you're done, a few more spurts shoot out. You don't think you've ever cum that much, but it feels satisfying to do so.

When you are done, Elizabeth pulls her head out of your crotch, slowly. She continues sucking, wringing every drop of semen from your urethra. Instead of swallowing, she opens her mouth, showing your all your cum in her mouth. You are quite shocked. It doesn't look like the work of a single man. Her mouth looks like a swimming pool of semen.

With another wink, she closes her mouth, and makes a few very loud and lewd swallowing noises. Once finished, she opens her mouth again, wriggling her tongue from side to side to prove that she swallowed it all. You pat her on the head appreciatively

"Good girl," you manage to grunt out as she climbs back up from underneath the table and takes her seat once more.

As Elizabeth starts making her own plate of food, Cassie stands up and walks over to you.

"Well, kiddo, you about ready to begin to lesson? Follow me."

>What do?

For this next part, please roll 2d20, I will factor them into the next part of the story

>>1585

Grab a piece of toast or two (that doesn't have anything on them) considering we need solid food to go with our milk, and then follow Cassie. On the way out of the room, give Elizabeth a quick kiss on the cheek and her generous ass a quick squeeze and/or slap, and try not to stare at Cassie's butt as we follow her to our magic lesson.

also maybe elizabeth pulls a fast one and makes the kiss on our lips instead

Rolled 18, 7 = 25 (2d20)

>>1586

pretty much this, rolling for the kiss

Rolled 12, 9 = 21 (2d20)

>>1585

>Follow Cassie. Let her know that Elizabeth's ass and mouth fair game, but until she's carrying your offspring, the pussy is just for you.

>Suggest we DP Elizabeth if she's been a good slave.

Rolling as suggested.

Rolled 16, 14 = 30 (2d20)

>>1585

>>1586

Rolling for more "Training" from Cassie

On a related note, since our corruption is rising, our kink list should as well

Rolled 9, 8 = 17 (2d20)

>>1593

yee

>>1593

On your way out of the room, you grab a piece of toast. You still aren't completely full, after all. You lean down to give Elizabeth a kiss on the cheek. However, at the last moment she moves her face to the side, lining up your lips with hers into a proper kiss. You wanted to avoid that because she just got done swallowing your cum, but you suppose you deserve it. With a chuckle you dash off after Cassie.

You follow Cassie as she leads you into the hallway. Again, you try not to stare at her ass, but those muscly cheeks of hers are very enticing. They make you want to grab a handful of her soft flesh. In fact, you think you are going to do that right now.

You walk faster and catch up to Cassie. You scoop your left hand down and grab a large handful of her ass. You expect her to jump or swat your hand away. Instead, she grins and reaches down with her own hand, grabbing your own ass-cheek as well. You give her ass a squeeze and she mimics the action herself. After a few seconds both of you let go and have a laugh about it.

"Man, I tell ya," Cassie says, "That slave of yours is a fine piece of ass."

"You like her?"

"Oh sure, what's not to like? She's got a fat ass and a fat set of tits. Makes me want to pound her cervix."

"Well hang on a moment," You expected to be a little angry or jealous at Cassie's words, but they fill you will excitement. You continue in a sterner voice, "I'll let you have her ass or mouth, but until she's carrying my child, her pussy is mine only."

Cassie sighs in mock irritation, "I guess that'll have to do for now."

"But," you say with a wink and sense of thrill, "I think threesomes are still on the menu. In fact, if she remains a good little whore, maybe you and I could reward her with a DP?"

Cassie stops walking, looking at you with a huge grin.

"Hell yeah, motherfucker," she says, touching her fist to yours,"Sounds like a plan to me."

You continue walking down an unfamiliar hallway. Eventually a thought comes to you.

"Hey Cassie, did you say before that futas can become pregnant as well?"

Cassie looks over at you and grins, "Why do you ask? Thinking about knocking me up? You sure do love to spread your seed, don't you boy?"

"Ah..well..uh…"

Cassie walks over to you and presses you up against the wall. She leans over you, letting her warm wash over you. She lets her breasts press against your chest and her leg rub against your crotch.

"I wouldn't mind baring your child," She says in a throaty whisper, "But I think cow tits needs it more than I do."

She releases you and continues walking. You numbly follow behind her, your heart racing. What's been happening to you lately? You seem much more…eager as of late. You gulp as your mind drifts to the amulet and your "corruption" score.

After a few minutes of walking, Cassie opens the door to a strange room. It is very spacious, with high ceilings and only columns breaking up the empty space. The floor is some sort of hard stone. You can see various utensils scattered around, some of which you recognize. Most, however, you do not.

You see anvils, hammers, tongs, and pieces of metal. Heat from the corner of the room belies a large forge that is currently running. This room is some sort of metal-working workshop. You suppose this is where your artificing lesson will take place.

"I only recently cleared out this place," Cassie says, "With your energy, of course. It'll be nice to start artificing again. That'll make us some real cash."

Cassie walks over to a hand-sized chunk of metal laying on an anvil. She curls one finger at you, gesturing for you to come near. Once you do, she gently positions you in front of her, wrapping her arms around you. She places the hunk of metal in one hand, and a hammer in the other.

"Creating artifacts requires two separate processes. You could think of them like the 'mechanical' process, which is followed by the 'magical' process. We're going to try the mechanical process now," Cassie explains.

She picks up the hunk of metal with the tongs and shoves it into the forge, letting it heat up. You watch with glazed eyes as the metal turns red hot, softening in the heat. Finally, after several minutes, she pulls the metal out. She places it on the anvil, gesturing to the hammer in your right hand as she does so.

"Use that," she says, "Beat this metal into shape."

"What sort of shape should I go for?"

"Ah, that's up to you. Just try to do what feels natural. It works out better that way."

You raise the hammer with hesitation. Cassie's hand rests over yours, calming you down. You close your eyes, gathering your strength:

>first roll avg: 15

>Mid-High Success

You slam the hammer down with purpose. The malleable material bends underneath the force of your blow. You don't have a clear plan in mind, but you continue to beat the metal into a shape. Your hands move without you telling them to. Gradually the hunk of metal begins to take on a rounded shape.

After a few minutes the red hot metal begins to cool, so Cassie puts it back in the furnace to heat up again. You notice sweat dripping from your brow and elsewhere. Cassie suggests you take off your shirt to work. You agree. Once your shirt is off, Cassie presses herself against your back once more. You let out a surprised gasp as you realize she quite sweaty herself. Her slick flesh slides and sticks pleasantly against your back.

Once the metal is heated again, you begin pounding at it once more. You work up a sweat from the exertion. Cassie grunts pleasantly and snakes a hand into your pants. Without a word, she pulls out your cock and begins to lazily stroke your cock as you work.

After a few rounds of pounding and reheating, the metal has taken on the definite shape of a flat, rounded disc. Almost like a coin, but much larger. You're surprised at your own handiwork.

"Very good," Cassie says, licking a droplet of sweat from your neck, "Somewhat crude, but considering it's your first time, very promising."

"Now," she continues, "We move onto the next part."

She plunges your metal disc into a vat of oil. Steam rises out of the vat, but she pulls the disc out quickly. The metal has cooled and hardened. She places in once again on the forge. She gently places her hand over yours, and directs you to point your palm at the coin.

"I want you to imagine this disc has a gem in the center," she whispers into your ear, "If it helps, think of the artifacts I gave to the slaver the other day. Imagine those, and make it so."

You close your eyes and begin to concentrate. Your hand is still kept in place, hovering over the disc. You feel the sensation of Cassie's hand return to your erection as you start to concentrate. You also feel her tongue sliding along your neck.

"Focus," she says, sensing your distraction.

You close your eyes again, and try to block out the sensations assaulting you.

>second roll avg: 13

>mid success

You grunt and struggle. It takes you a few seconds, but eventually you get the image of a gem-encrusted disc to fill your mind. You hold that image for as long as you can. It wavers slightly, but soon you feel a heat emanate from in front of you, accompanied by fatigue.

You open your eyes and see that the metal disc now has a gem in the center, just like in your mind. Except, this gem has a few flaws, and is somewhat cloudy. Oh well, you can't be perfect.

"That'll do just fine," Cassie says, sucking on your ear lobe, "There's just one final touch."

"W-what's that?"

"I need you to bend over."

You are a little shocked at her request, but obey any way. You feel her pull your pants down even farther, exposing your ass as well. Her hand reaches under you to continue stroking your cock. You hear her crouching down and then feel an intense heat and wetness on your anus. You can feel Cassie's long and wide tongue bathing your asshole.

Her soft organ pokes and prods at your entrance. Your anus remains closed shut, but you can feel it quivering, about it give in. Eventually Cassie's tongue slips through. You grunt in pleasure at the new sensation. Incredible warmth floods your lower body as Cassie's swirls her tongue around in your bowels.

After a few seconds, she stops, pulling out her tongue. You almost whine in protest; you were enjoying the pleasure quite a lot. Before you can say anything, you feel Cassie press something small and smooth against your hole. Your anus greedily swallows it, burying it completely inside you. You jump at little at the sensation. You are keenly aware of it inside you. It is small, but hard. It's also a little cold.

"W-what the hell was that?" you ask.

"I'll explain in a moment," Cassie chuckles.

She continues to stroke your cock, and you can feel your orgasm fast approaching. Just as soon as you are about to cum, she lets go of your dick. Instead, she begins to rub your perineum and the outside of your anus, pressing into your soft flesh.

You feel the hard object inside you heat up and send energy through your body. Somehow, the object presses up against your prostate, sending bolts of pleasure up through your cock and spine.

You shudder and cum instantly, your cock bouncing wildly as it sprays semen. You notice a few ropes hit the anvil beneath you, and cover your newly made artifact. You shudder as the object inside you continues to press against your prostate. The pressure inside your ass increases and you can feel it stretching. At first, you think it is just your imagination, but after a few seconds you are sure the object inside you has gotten larger. When first inserted, it may have been the size of a suppository, it now feels like a finger is inside you. As the object finishes expanding, the material now longer feels hard. The pressure on your prostate is relieved slightly, giving you time to recover.

Cassie picks up the artifact from the anvil inspecting it. She licks some of the cum off the surface. You notice the gem in the center is glowing slightly.

"Not bad for a first try," she muses, "It'll hold a decent amount of energy."

"What did you put inside me?"

"Oh, that?" Cassie giggles, "It's a handy little 'training device'. It expands inside you whenever you have an orgasm. The material it's made out of is perfect for prostates. Using that device will help stretch you out, but will also teach you the pleasure of anal orgasms."

"W-why would I n-need something like that?" you gasp out.

"Because," Cassie says, pressing herself close behind you. "I'm going to shove this fat cock up that cute ass of yours. This way, you'll be moaning and shivering while I shoot a thick load in you."

Cassie begins to lick your ear gently. You can feel her cock pressing up against your ass.

"Well, all we have to do now is wait for my little toy to do its work," She says, walking away. "I can hardly wait! Work hard!"

>what do?

>>1597

Well obviously we need to work on making an Artifact in the shape of a penis, and scrap each iteration until it comes out absolutely perfect or at least as close as we can get it to being perfect.

After that, maybe see if we can't learn other types of magic other than artificing or lantern lighting like (basic) object manipulation or something that makes spirit energy transfers more efficient.

After THAT, maybe see if there's anything Elizabeth can do to help out Roivas, other than giving her milk of course. Even if it's something as basic as sweeping/washing the floors or some other maid-like duty, eventually House Roivas is going to have to make itself opulent and why not start working on that now? We could help her with these things too, and by that I mean watching her do most of the work or distracting her by grabbing her tits or ass when she's in an opportunistic position.

I can't really disagree with asking about more magic, but I'd also like to learn more about hell itself. Maybe another visit to town?

>>1599

>Maybe another visit to town?

We could also buy Elizabeth some new clothing, mainly turtleneck sweaters and form-fitting pants for obvious reasons.

>>1600

That, but also some bust support for her. We have to be able to think straight around her sometimes, and letting her jiggle as freely as she tends to do is kinda counter to that goal.

But, on the other hand, that sweater should have a titty window, and the pants should be jeans that unzip all the way underneath, from the front side of the waistband to the back side.

>>1601

I was thinking the sweaters expose more of her cleavage than would be necessary, but yeah we should get her some chest support things. But that doesn't mean we will :^) if she doesn't mind of course.

>>1602

Well, let's compromise. A half-cup shelf bra. Support from beneath, exposure from the nipples up.

By the sweater, I mean this gem: http://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/1893770

And the jeans, this kind of zipper: http://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/1782202

Either shorts like those or a full-length pair of pants will work, but the full-access zipper is a must. (Judging by Liz's ass, though, we might have to shell out a little extra to get a pair that can stand up to the job.)

>>1603

That zipper thing looks kinda weird to me, maybe just some regular jeans or something or comfy pants that can be easily removed, like sweatpants.

As for the sweater, I was either thinking what you posted or maybe a regular v-sweater if we don't go for a turtleneck. But since I'm a huge turtleneck sweater fag I say go for that boob window.

With the bra we could get something that allows access to her breasts without removing the garment, like one of those maternity bras that let you pull away/open the cup to allow access to the nipple.

>>1604

>sweatpants

Wouldn't show off the ass as well.

…spandex shorts.

Maternity bra? Could work, yeah.

>>1605

The could be sweatpants that are just slightly too small for her, thus making them hug her legs and ass in the perfect way.

>>1606

I get what you're going for there, but it just doesn't seem like it would work well. Sweatpants are made to be plain-looking and baggy.

Plus, it occurs to me that anything longer than her thighs would look odd due to her legs going digitigrade beyond that point.

>>1607

That too. Maybe something like women's exercise pants/shorts http://www.pinksandgreens.com/pgactive/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/women-workout-pants_09.jpg since spandex seems a little too impractical for regular everyday wear.

>>1608

When talking about tight sweatpants, I can't help but think of something like these:

http://www.zumiez.com/elwood-grey-terry-skinny-jogger-pants.html

>>1605

Also she would need a maternity bra eventually anyways :^)

>>1597

Elizabeth likes it up the ass. We should just give the toy to her.

Before Cassie leaves, she turns and tosses you the metal disc you created. You fumble to catch it while Cassie looks on and laughs.

"Take this and go shopping with Elizabeth," she says, and then walks off.

You shrug your shoulders and decide to go find her. As soon as you begin to walk, however, you feel a jolt of shameful pleasure as the motion makes the toy in your ass rub your prostate. You stop immediately, pausing for a few seconds. You grunt and begin walking again with a shorter gait. You manage to keep the rubbing down to a minimally distracting hum.

You walk back to your room. There, you find Elizabeth with her back turned to you. You initially believe she is topless, since you can see the bare flesh of her back staring at you. However, she turns around when you enter and your breath catches.

She is wearing heart-shaped stickers over her nipples, letting her pendulous breasts swing free. The contrast of bare skin to coverage is quite alluring. Elizabeth notices your gaze and giggles.

"You like them?" she asks, while lifting her breasts to you, "I'd love for you to peel them off me later."

You smile and tell her that if she behaves, you might do just that. You clear your head as you realize you're getting distracted. You pull out the metal disc and brandish it. Elizabeth's eyes light up as she realizes its significance.

"Let's go shopping." you suggest.

A huge smile breaks out on her face. She practically leaps into your arms, squashing her huge bust against your chest. She squeals happily and nuzzles against your neck.

You feel an erection in progress as her enormous tits press into you. As your member stiffens, you become increasingly aware of the toy in your ass.

"Hey, Elizabeth," you say, pushing her away gently, "Do you think you could help me with something?"

She gets a confused look on her face. You pull down your pants and explain the toy Cassie shoved up there, and why. You bend over and expect her to reach in and grab it for you. Instead she just giggles.

"No can do, master!" she laughs happily.

"W-why not?"

"Because, " she says, kissing you on the cheek softly, "I really really to see you get fucked by Cassie's huge cock."

"What?!"

"Oh absolutely. I want to be there when it happens. And when she's done with you, and bred you well, I'll be there to help you 'clean up'."

You swallow your own saliva, but say nothing. You didn't expect her to disobey you like this. But for some reason, her enjoyment of your position makes it hard for you to argue. You decide to forget the point for now.

"Shall we leave, then?"

Elizabeth nods. And so the two of you leave the house and make your way to the marketplace from the other day.

As you make it to the crowds, Elizabeth draws more than a few glances. It's not hard to see why. Her large breasts, mostly exposed, are quite a sight to see. You feel the burning sting of jealousy and grab her hand, pushing through the crowd.

Eventually, the two of you find yourselves in a sort of open-air clothing stall. You look around blankly for a few moments until a demon walks up to you. It is a female demon with horns atop her head and glasses. She's clad in a serious business-suit. She smiles at you cordially.

"Hello, dear customers," she says, "Anything I can help you with today?"

>What do?

now is the time to continue your argument on what clothes to get

>>1615

Maternity bra for obvious reasons, and I'm sure Elizabeth will tease us about it. Cow-print design of course.

At least two turtleneck sweaters; one like this http://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/1893770, and the other without the boob window.

Any sort of soft, comfortable pants that show off her legs, don't go past her knee, and are easily removable.

>>1616

pants like >>1609

>>1615

Wait a second, are we really going to let Elizabeth go free with this clear act of insubordination? As lomg as i remember, she's still our slave.

Also, when did we agree on getting "trained" by Cassie? What about the boundaries we stated on early on the game? A tiny amount of corruption and you guys forget all about humanity, c'mon guys.

>>1620

We could always pick out the outfits for Elizabeth regardless of if she likes them or not.

As for getting "trained" there's not much we can do at this moment but when the time comes we could easily say "no"; the only issue is Cassie telling us tough shit she's the head of the house and we're technically her slave too.

>>1621

>Cassie laughs, "I don't really think you have a duty to do anything. Like I said, you aren't my slave. You are a member of my House, meaning this place is as much yours as it is mine. I'd appreciate it if you'd help out with chores once and awhile, and maybe keep me company on errands."

I'm talking about asking her to take the thing out of our asses. She just plainly refused it. This is insubordination.

We're not slaves to anything. We don't need to agree with anything we don't want to. Yes, we're inducted into her house, but that doesn't mean we have to abide by her every whim. Let's get assertive here, unless you want to be submissive. If it's that, then it's none of my business anymore.

>>1622

Woops, forgot about that part. I'm not too keen on Anon taking it up the ass either since I'm not into that stuff and yet I'm on /chaos/, so I think we would have to be assertive, put our foot down, and say "no" when it comes to the point where Cassie wants to stick it in us and we'd just have to deal with the consequences, whatever they may be.

As for punishing Elizabeth, I'm more of a gentle love kinda guy so doing some hardcore physical abuse stuff isn't what I like, and I can only go so far with verbal abuse before I start to feel uncomfortable or downright leave the situation - although we haven't crossed that line in the story just yet. The only thing I can think of right now that we could do to punish Elizabeth would be being rather rough with her in bed again the next time we fuck her and not listening to her when she asks us to do something, or not milking her for a week or so which would make her breasts rather sore and sensitive.

Speaking of milking Elizabeth, we should tell Cassie that it's our job to do that if we haven't already told her, which would mean if Elizabeth ever asks Cassie if she could help with an "issue" Cassie wouldn't be able to help.

>>1623

Forgot that there's also putting the toy in Elizabeth instead as punishment.

>>1623

I'm not talking about hardcore physical abuse here, all I'm asking is for something the lines of "Elizabeth, I don't think you understood. Help me taking this thing out of my ass. Now." We're being gentle yet firm, and asserting our roles in this "relationship". And dominating is kind of my fetish, so there's that.

As for Cassie's proposal, let's strike a deal: When we master artificing, with her help, she can pound us for a week(not straight, heavens, no). We get our money for more stuff(and possibly buying Karen, god I want her so bad) and she gets the hard end of the deal(And in hard being her cock in our pucker).

Poor Anon was a loser in his old life, that's why he hanged himself. Now he has the chance to change it, being someone powerful. Be one of the heads of a (future) prominent house in the ranks of Hell, and he's starting to become a pushover once again. Let him have a chance.

>>1625

I see what you mean with Elizabeth and Anon still being a beta loser. Gentle yet firm with his slave, letting her know who's the boss, and he gets to be someone he wasn't previously.

As for a week of buttsecks, I'm not entirely sure about that bit. Maybe after perfecting artificing or at least as good as we're going to get we could let Cassie fuck us once or twice as thanks for helping us, but no more than a few times. Think of it as her calling in a "favor", and we honor our promise(s) because we're not a douchebag.

Also with any new slaves we get we could be a little more lax with them in if and/or when Cassie or Judas get to have fun with them. With Elizabeth I wanted Anon to have her for himself (mostly), but with other girls I feel like I could be a little more open to "sharing".

>>1626

Yes, exactly what I was thinking. Elizabeth is our personal slave. The rest is the House's slaves.

>>1624

And another thing that was stated in >>1574:

>I love shoving dildos and toys up there.

so Elizabeth should be receptive to having things inside her glorious ass.

Also, two questions: One: Are there any way we can change our physique? Like, growing horns, a cunt or wings.

Two, why don't we change our name to something more imposing? No one is going to think someone called Anon Roivas is worth of attention.

>>1629

I feel like growing extra body parts will happen on its own once our corruption is high enough, although I don't know about growing a vagina.

Can't think of anything for a new name though.

>>1622

it was only a light hearted joke

you only asked (not ordered) and she said no because she doesn't want to

I didn't think there was that big of a back lash to the idea so I didn't deal with it seriously

if enough people have a problem with it I guess I'll change it

But taking it up the ass doesn't mean you're a push over loser, trust me I have plans for him

>>1629

>One: Are there any way we can change our physique? Like, growing horns, a cunt or wings.

maybe. some changes are already coming up

>Two, why don't we change our name to something more imposing? No one is going to think someone called Anon Roivas is worth of attention.

what would you suggest

>>1631

Yeah, well, for the way it was written, I thought Anon was uncomfortable with the "training". And Elizabeth's way of saying that she "really really want to see you get fucked by Cassie's huge cock", i felt a pinch of insubordination from it. I don't know, maybe it was only me. But there's no need to change it. Let's make Anon assert himself over Elizabeth As I've said, domination is my fetish with a firm yet gentle order. Let's savor the taste of owning a slave.

As for the name, i suggest a Demonic/Human Hybrid name, something like Arnar, Kymenos, Ekvir, Thrain. These are just suggestions.

>>1631

Just so you know, I'm loving this quest. I watch it every day to read the new updates. You're doing a great job.

>>1631

>you only asked (not ordered) and she said no because she doesn't want to

>

>I didn't think there was that big of a back lash to the idea so I didn't deal with it seriously

I think the thing is, we - that is, the vocal ones and myself - don't like that a slave said "no". When you're a slave, saying "no" to your master is out the window.

Personally, I'm not against the MC taking it in the ass, but walking around with a butt plug when you've barely had any action back there before, ever, is too much too fast. Cassie was being pushy there, and I don't like that Anon subbed to her that easily. The fact that he then took "no" for an answer from his actual slave right afterward, and now he's rewarding her for that show of disobedience with a shopping trip? It makes Anon seem kinda pathetic.

Can we just have more chances to assert ourselves and get some respect around here?

Now, personally I'm on board with the training, but maybe that's just because I've got a weakness for dominant futas. But the way I see it, each time Cassie teaches us some magic she takes a bit of "payment" through some training.

Thinking about it, I know what we should do with Elizabeth.

In addition to the clothing items, we need to buy some nipple clamps. She can wear them until tomorrow morning, not allowed to milk herself or let herself be milked. That's firm correction without being cruel about it.

>>1636

If I'm correct Anon only just milked her last night, so we'd need to wait a week or so before the effects of her storing up her milk really take effect.

>>1637

I knew she was milked just the previous night, but I was somehow under the impression that she needed to be milked daily.

Well, whichever is the case, she needs to go without until it becomes fairly uncomfortable.

>>1638

From >>1488

>I should mention that she needs to be milked a least every other day.

We just milked her last night, which would put the next time we have to either tomorrow (in-story) or the day after. Somewhere between 4-7 days would probably be our best bet for "punishing" Elizabeth.

Also, regarding the name change, I guess we need to go to some official thing to change it. Maybe we can pay a visit to that human fever succubus, what do you guys think?

>>1640

If we do go see the succubutt to change our name we'd have to be careful around her because you know, succuslut.

>>1641

Well, I don't see why not, it's not like we're going to be instant slaves to her.

>>1642

I also assume since we got the stamp thing on our hand waaay back in the beginning of the story that means if Cassie notices that we're missing for a significant amount of time, she can use magic to search for the rune that was burned(?) into our hand. Also I feel like demons would recognize the sigil of the house so they couldn't technically steal us without having to go through all the red tape stuff, which would probably include Cassie giving us up (which wouldn't happen).

However that shit works, we need to be wary of her charm majiks so we don't end up jumping the counter and sticking our dick in her and leaving it there for several hours.

>>1634

I agree with this. I would eventually like the MC to take it up the ass, but this is too fast. Maybe he could keep the plug in at home at shove it into cow-ass while they're out for her disobedience.

So, wheres the Quest Master? It's been like, three days already. Not to put pressure, but he just flat out disappeared.

>>1649

sorry man, I started college again today

updates are definitely going to be slower, I apologize

>>1650

Nah, man, it's okay. I was just worried that the quest would be gone. Do your best, but don't forget us!

>>1615

Found and read through the thread today. Interesting, but I find myself disliking parts of the characters. Which itself is fine, don't get me wrong, characters are characters and they should have personality and flaws.

While I don't mind Futa-on-male or the idea of the PC receiving anal. I don't like Cassie forcing herself onto the PC. "I'm going to shove this fat cock up that cute ass of yours" feels awkward and obnoxious with the PC being so passive.though, if she rapes us into submission or persuades us instead, that's another thing.

I don't mind the toy since it opens the possibility of anal scenes, but It'd be better if it was introduced with Anon's "curiosity" or compliance.

For Eliz, get her a white buttoned or short shirt. Maybe a mix of both like: https://chan.sankakucomplex.com/post/show/4771861

also >>1636

Some posters are bringing up changing the PC's name. I think Anon is fine as it is since it's in the spirit of a imageboard CYOA.

>>1650

That's fine. Good luck at college.

I'm already hating mine.

I lose internet for a month and thread on chaos takes off while I'm gone? Hopefully with this though we can attract a little more attention, maybe get some posting in the other threads.

While it's neat to have a little corruption scale it feels unnecessary, and might not be consistent at times. It seems like corruption could easily reach 100 with just repeated minor deviant acts despite 100 as I've come to understand it representing complete acceptance, though not necessarily compliance, with the kinkiest shit hell has to offer. It'd make more sense to me though, if as our corruption got higher it would take even lewder acts to continue raising it consistently. Otherwise we could just have straight consensual sex in the missionary position for the soul purpose of procreation while holding hands with our bovine beauty a few times and suddenly be okay with dick in our ass. I think, to a lesser degree, that's what the majority feels just happened with the whole anal training toy.

I would've said this earlier, but I was unfortunately late to the party.

For clothing I vote sweater with titty window that barely covers the nipples and is easily adjusted to show the nipples or let the breasts hang freely.

Good luck with college, Ammit knows I'm gonna need it.

While I'm definitely into dominant futas doing guys and would love this to go there, I agree that the mc so far seems too complacent with the current developments in his anal regions.

Having him be at least somewhat hesitant when it first happens will make it all the better, so making him somewhat u appreciative of the training so far would make sense.

I'm going to do my best to work in your suggestions. The truth is, some of the characterization you guys have an issue with is just lazy writing. I'm sorry and I'll try to improve.

Elizabeth and you shop for a few hours. You pick out some nice clothes and of course have her model them for you.

She tries on a few outfits, but in the end you only buy a single one. You didn't have that much money to begin with, anyway.

For the top, you choose a turtleneck sweater that hugs Elizabeth's body and make her look very comfy and cozy. This sweater has a hole in the chest, a sort of "boob window" which still allows you to enjoy her deep cleavage, even while she is looking snug in her warm over-shirt. It seems like a strange invention, not that you're complaining. Apparently, such things are quite common here.

For the bottoms, you choose a pair of high-waisted cutoff denim shorts. The shorts reveal a pleasing amount of thigh flesh and dig into her ample bottom nicely. You have her spin around a few times, enjoying the view. Her sweater is tight in the chest, but becomes baggy around the arms and waist. She looks quite fashionable, and quite sexy. You guess all those hours playing barbie dress-up games on your DS paid off.

Elizabeth seems beside herself at getting to wear new clothes, clothes that you have picked out. However, you decide you need to remind her of something.

"Enjoy it now, slave," you whisper into her ear, "When we get home, you're getting some punishment."

Her smile fades and her mouth goes agape. But you know it isn't completely fear that makes her gulp solemnly. She looks forward to it a bit. You'll have to make sure to meet her expectations.

You pay for the clothing, trading the artifact to the merchant. The merchant sniffs your artifact, bites it a little, then smiles in satisfaction. She shakes your hand amiably and wishes you a good day.

As you are stepping out of the clothing stall, you bump into something. That something is extremely solid and immovable. It hits you in the gut and nearly makes you trip forward onto the ground. You groan and back up, looking for the object you collided with. Your face takes on an expression of confusion as you see empty air in front of you.

"Down here, sir," a voice comes from below you.

You shift your gaze downwards and an odd sight greets you. Standing at about 3 feet tall, is what can only be described as a goblin girl. Her head only reaches groin level compared to you. Unlike a midget, however, her proportions are not unnatural, although she is decidedly curvy for her size.

Her hips and bust are barely contained by the multitude of belts she has strapped around herself in lieu of real coverings. She has blue and pink hair tied up in twin ponytails on either side of her hear. Despite her suspicious appearance, she has a calm, serious expression on her face. Is this the person you collided with?

You notice there is a sizable metal container strapped to her back. The metal container looks heavy, even by your standards. The container has lots of elaborate ornamentation on it. Whatever this object is, it's important. You assume that means the goblin carrying it is tasked with some responsibility.

"Err, can I help you?" you ask.

The goblin girl jumps into a stiff salute, "I've got an important package for you, sir. Your eyes only."

After saying this, she quickly unstraps the metal chest from her back. The chest lands on the ground with a loud THUD. She opens the top hatch of the container and begins digging around inside it. She has to stand on her tip-toes to reach into the box.

You walk around her, so her raised bottom is facing you. Looking at her from this angle, her ass looks quite thick for her small body. You briefly wonder what it would be like to give it a quick squeeze. As the thought reaches your mind, you realize that you would never have considered actually doing it when you first got her. However, you've spent enough time her to know that she probably wouldn't react badly. You shrug your shoulders and decide to try it.

You thrust your hand out and grab a generous handful of the goblin courier's ass. As soon as your hand touches her, she stops digging in the box. She goes a little stiff. Then a tiny moan slips out, muffled in the container. She wiggles her butt a little, enjoying the feeling of your hand on her ass.

Her ass is soft and malleable in your hand. Even though she isn't large in size, her ass certainly looks big on her. You think about how little she must weigh, and how easy it would be to pick her up and fuck her…

You shake your head and clear those thoughts away. You remove your hand from her ass as well. After a few seconds, the goblin leans back and stands up proper, an envelope in her hands. She turns to you. Her expression is completely blank and serious. There is no hint of the tiny moan she let out earlier.

"Here you are, sir," she says, handing it to you.

As soon as you take the envelope, she begins strapping the container back onto her. She leaves in a dash before you can ask her whom the envelope is from.

You look at it in your hands. It's obviously from someone quite wealthy. The envelope is very expensive feeling paper, and there is a wax seal on the back. In the seal is some insignia you do not recognize, but it looks like a circle of arrows that all stem from a single central point. You could probably ask Cassie if she recognizes the seal later.

You try asking Elizabeth, but she just shrugs. Apparently her time as a slave hasn't made her aware of the demonic high society

>What do?

>>1657

Oh boy a wild plot appears.

Read the note, since I want to know what it says. When we get back we can show the seal to Cassie and see if she knows anything about it. From there, we can figure out exactly what the sender(s) want if it's not blatantly stated in the letter.

After that we can give Elizabeth her punishment, which I feel like would be putting the toy in her along with making sure she can't be milked for a few days to a week or so.

>>1657

Read it at home.

>>1657

I say to open after Cassie inspects it. We don't know a lot of the Demon Houses, so maybe it's a trap or something. If she's sure it's okay to open it, open it carefully.

>>1661

It is for our eyes only, so we should open it somewhere private like our room after Cassie inspects it.

I vote we open it at home.

>>1657

Read it right here right now. Ask about the seal later.

>>1661

This is my vote.

>>1666

trips confirm

>>1663

Taking my vote back

>>1666

Trips say do it faggot.

>>1670

still here, OP?

>>1678

I am but college pretty much sucks up all my time

it would better for you to not expect this to update anywhere close to how it was when it started

sorry

>>1699

It's alright. I knew you had college, just making sure you weren't kill

>>1666

satanic trips are undeniable

You turn over the letter in your hands a few times, debating. You realize you really want to open this letter. It's as if some cosmic being is inside your head, telling you to DO IT. You shake your head but the image doesn't disappear. You see the image of a mediocre actor with a rat tail flexing and placing his hands around his groin. You don't recognize the man and you aren't sure you should take advice froYESTERDAY YOU SAID TOMORROW

SO

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DO IT

In a frenzy, you tear open the soft paper of the envelope. As the seal is shredded by your fit of strength, you see a small cloud of vapor escape from within the letter. It floats harmlessly away and dissipates.

You pull out the letter. It is written on elaborate looking parchment. You squint your eyes as you begin to read the letters written in ink. The runes are unfamiliar to you, but as you stare at them, they begin to make sense to you.

>Dear Anon of House Roivas,

>I have been watching you. I'm pleased with your progress.

>There is much for us to discuss. Please meet with me at your earliest convenience

>Sincerely,

>Lucille Baal, 531st Lord Satan of Hell and protector of the realm

You stare at the paper in your hands.

The name isn't familiar, but you can use simple context clues to figure out who the writer of this letter seems to be.

You look up to Elizabeth with a panicked look in your eyes.

The two of you rush home.

Once your inside the manor, Cassie is there, waiting for you with a smile on her face. Her smile dims somewhat as she sees the look on your face. You hand her the letter with a string of unintelligent words and finally utter out that she should read it.

"Hmpf!" Cassie laughs, "Can't believe you fell for this! This kind of scam is almost classic. Let me guess, the envelope promised 'natural demonic enhancement' or offered to wire you money from a prince in Purgatory?"

You shake your head and hand her the somewhat ripped enveloped. Cassie turns it over to look at the wax seal. She places the two pieces together, admiring it in its full form.

Her eyes go wide.

"HOLY FUCK!" She shouts, "IT'S REAL! LORD SATAN HAS REQUESTED AN AUDIENCE!"

You can't tell if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but Cassie is completely floored by this fact. She starts pacing around rapidly, talking out loud.

"What could she want with you? Have we done something wrong? I've paid all the debts on the manor, haven't I? What could she need?"

You put your hands up, trying to calm Cassie down.

"Hey, listen," you say, "Let's just calm down. I'll go over there tomorrow and-"

"NO!" Cassie booms, grabbing you by the shoulders, "You have to go there NOW. You can't just make Lord Satan wait, do you know who she is?"

"Well, actually, no. I have no idea who she is."

"She's incredibly powerful and important. I've never heard of someone like you or I being personally summoned there."

"Christ," Cassie says, "Just this broken seal, the official Satantic seal, would be worth a small fortune if we were to sell it."

"You should go right away," Cassie says, rounding on you, "Leave immediately."

"You're not coming with me?"

Cassie shakes her head sadly, "Sorry, but no. I wasn't asked for. You were. You can tell me all about it when you get back."

You begin to speak up, "Actually, before I go, there was something I…"

Cassie waves her hand, cutting you off, "It'll have to wait. Go. Now."

You suppose you'll have to talk to her about the object in your ass later. Plus, there's Elizabeth's punishment to take care of. It will have to wait, you accept that now.

You make a brief trip to your room, looking over your meager possessions. You really should leave soon, but maybe you have time to grab something to take with you. In your room you can see your walking stick, your officer cap, and a notebook you've never seen before.

>What do?

>>1701

Take the notebook, we might be able to take some notes if we're allowed to. Before we leave, we should also put those nipple clamps on Elizabeth and tell her that she is not to be milked by anyone until we say so, and obviously we put the toy in her cowbutt when we get back from our meeting with Satan.

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>>1703 this.

Also,

>Lucille Baal

I see what you did there, and I chuckled.

>>1701

Prepare for bossfight by equipping cap for defence bonus.

Lament the fact that we're meeting the ruler of hell with a magical buttplug up our ass.

>>1701

Bring all three things, luck favours the prepared.

>>1701

Take the notebook so you can take notes if anything important is said. You're going to meet a political figure, you don't need battle gear or fashion attire.

Also, do the not-retarded thing and run back with the notebook to Cassie and quickly check it's harmless. Then make great haste to the Satan's place of residence (I get to say 'the Satan' in a grammatically correct fashion. This story if fucking awesome).

If you catch a demonic subway or some mode of transport, quickly flick through the notebook in case there's anything of use in there.

Is op ded?

>>1728

God, I hope not. I was liking this, and all of a sudden it just dies out like that.

>>1728

>>1729

OP here, not dead but i wish i was

just getting raped by college and have no time

I'll try to update this weekend

>>1738

any luck?

>>1728

Here's hoping he's not. I just discovered this and I have the most shameless boner yearning for more.

>>1743

I'm still waiting for some cockmiliking futa farm scene.

Alright I'm gonna try to update this shit

brace yourselves

You look around your room.

You decide to take the officer cap. It looks stylish and perhaps would give you some sort of defense bonus. You doubt it though.

You also make sure to grab the stick out of the corner. You imagine there's probably a lot of hiking on your way to meet the ruler of hell.

You walk over to the desk and pick up the notebook. You try to open it to find that it flips itself open to a page. You begin to read the page.

>CURRENTLY KNOWN SPELLS:

>Cast Light

>Lesser Artificing

You realize this books has kept track of every spell you've learned so far. You decide to take the notebook with you in case you discover something else along the way.

Your things packed, you duck out of your room and go off to find Elizabeth. You find her waiting outside your room, her arms behind her back with a smile on her face.

She presents her chest towards you expectantly. You can see small spots of wetness on the front of her new sweater. You smile evilly.

You tell her to take her shirt off. She complies almost too quickly, no doubt expecting something wonderful. However, once her gigantic breasts were in view, you did not move to milk her.

Instead, you attach a small metal clamp to each of her nipples. She squeaks in surprise and pain as you clamp them onto her. She looks at you with a pout.

"This is you punishment," you say, "You won't be milked until I get home."

She looks at you sadly but you can't allow yourself to be swayed. You have places to be, after all. You hurry towards the front of the house, searching for Cassie.

You find her near the entrance of the building, waiting for you at the door. She looks a little nervous.

"Hey," you said to her, "Before I go, take this fucking thing out of my ass."

Cassie looks at you strangely, then breaks out into a smile

"I'll tell you what," she says with a grin, "We'll talk about it after you get back. For now, you're leaving the house like that."

You think about arguing with her, but realize you're already running out of time. You sigh and begin to head out the door, relenting the fact that you have to meet the ruler of Hell with a dildo shoved up your ass.

You turn around as you begin to walk outside of you house. You take a look at Roivas Manor and Cassie in the doorway. You see Judas peeking out from behind Cassie, waving you goodbye.

You turn around and face the path in front of you.

You begin to walk forward, feeling a little nervous about the road to come.

TO BE CONTINUED

>>1747

>"I'll tell you what," she says with a grin, "We'll talk about it after you get back. For now, you're leaving the house like that."

Fuck this. We ask for boundaries and instead we get shit shoved up our ass. We should refuse to cooperate with Cassie until she agrees to fuck off about this.

>>1748

We should consider subtly badmouthing Cassie when we talk to Lord Satan.

>>1748

I think he might be going somewhere with the whole "meeting the Satan with a toy up our butt" so I'm personally okay with it and want to see where it goes, but yeah, staying in character should probably mean a fairly sour mood by the time we get back.

I say when counties asks for her milking the reply should be "Tell ya what… We'll see how I feel about that after my anus is back to its original state." or something to that effect.

She needs to be shown who's boss.

>>1751

Actually, what exactly is keeping us from pulling the thing out ourselves? Reading back through the thread, there's nothing about it being locked in place somehow.

>>1752

It isn't explained well, but I would assume its simply deep enough that we can't reach it on our own. However that would somewhat defeat the purpose of loosening our entrance and stimulating the prostate.

>>1747

So we're off to see the head honcho of casual depravity land with a dildo up our ass that expands when the user climaxes?

I don't see any way this could end weirdly.

>>1750

This sounds like a bad idea. Besides wanting a piece of that human ass she's been a helpful and forthcoming benefactor. Trying to smear her could have all kinds of unpleasant consequences ranging from being regarded as an ingrate to some other demons maybe even trying to lobby to take possession of us.