/twgrl/ - Towergirls

You kids want a lewd story?

Pt. 1:

"Watch this!" MILF Princess smiled and slid her glasses up her nose. "She’s been doing this since forever. You think it’s time to show Ace her little parlour trick?" The question came with a wicked grin and a quick knowing glance. Ace still thought that Holstaur Princess looked like "Corporate America" given a face with her ever present tunic-and-overalls ensemble. Her girlfriend, however, was something else entirely.

As she handed their little Kobold Princess over to Holstaur Princess, Ace struggled not to stare slack-jawed at her body. She wasn’t even wearing anything particularly revealing. The pencil skirt (now hidden beneath the table) showcased her legs without revealing her skin and without a slit or even excessive tightness. She perpetually complained about being cold (until the wine kicked in), and was wearing a lavender jacket over a fuzzy black sweater that did its best to mask her curves. However, the jacket and sweater combination couldn’t do much to hide her immense breasts. No matter what she did, her heavy, swaying bust line could not be minimized or hidden. Usually, she chose clothes that just made her look oddly proportioned and overweight.

This night, however, her sweater was tucked into her skirt, and it just made her look…… well inhuman.

With effort, Ace watched their adorable little lusty kobold maid instead of her mistresses’ cartoonish silhouette. He smiled at Holstaur Princess as the older woman positioned her little kobold on one knee, both of them apparently oblivious to MILF Princess’s curves. "What’s this, now? Kobold Princess are you already the life of the dinner party?" She smiled, trying not to kid her voice too much. She had told him earlier when he offered to pick her up "Kobolds don’t need to get picked up!"

The little kobold gave him a little smirk, much like her mistress. Ace wasn’t sure where her delightful smattering of freckles came from, as he never noticed them on MILF Princess, and Holstaur Princess had a much darker skin tone, hiding whether or not she had any. Not that Holstaur Princess was particularly memorable when sitting next to her 5" nothing knockout of a girlfriend.

A wine flavoured hiccup crept into Ace’s mouth, distracting him as Holstaur Princess picked up the little kobold and sat her on the table, adjusting herself as she did so. She said something about a view, but Ace could only guess what the precise words were. Suddenly Holstaur Princess stood up next to her little kobold and was massaging her own fuzzy loins. Ace’s mild inebriation had been easily knocked down the inhibitive wall of 'appreciation’ for species such as Kobold Princess’s.

Ace's eyes slowly slid down, stopping at her mischievous green eyes. Her petit little mouth was gently caressed by her pink tongue as he continued his little sight-seeing tour. Her luscious chest and tender arms were next up for a quick ogling. He swore he could almost see through her little sheer-white tunic. Much like her mistress, she had on a white button down tunic, but the buttons looked huge on her tiny body. Before her eyes could clasp onto her juicy thighs and legs poking out from her tunic, he heard Holstaur Princess’s voice, flushed with lust and panting "Ready, sweety?"

Ace’s eyes quickly passed from Holstaur Princess’s blushing face to MILF Princess before finally looking at what had been set up before him. Holstaur Princess focused on the task at hand, and MILF Princess had a little smirk as Ace’s eyes met hers…

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Pt. 2:

He quickly looked back at the little kobold "Whoa, Ha Ha! What? Where did that come from?"

Holstaur Princess was lowering something that dwarfed the little kobold. Ace’s eyes widened as he realised just what it was. Holstaur Princess was guiding the tip of a large, equine phallus like a loaded gun towards her. Staring longingly like a bull in rut, she aimed her spontaneous, but now engorged surprise equine member towards the kobold’s eagerly awaiting mouth. Ace piped up groggily, the vino clouding his mind, "I used to *hic* do something like that when I was a kid… I think…"

MILF Princess’s voice chimed in after Ace’s, sounding much sultrier than he expected. "Never quite like this I promise you…" At least, that’s what it sounded like. She was very breathy and quiet, and Ace’s hearing was immediately overpowered by the sound of the bovine’s shaft boisterously entering the kobolds agape mouth. Suddenly Holustaur Princess let out an almighty “MOO!” Her eyes rolled back and her moist tongue lolled out of her mouth, a thin bead of saliva connecting the two, “Just like one of my Chinese cartoons…” thought Ace.

As the Holstaur’s full-cream filled her mouth up, Kobold Princess closed her lips barely around the tip and swallowed a big gulp. Ace chuckled, but the atmosphere was rapidly changing. Kobold Princess’s hands went to her knees and then slowly slid up her Rubenesque thighs, pulling the edge of her skirt up with them. Ace heard another thick swallowing sound, "gmmff". Her open palms slid up to her flat stomach and continued over her chest. "Gmmpf". As her hands slid up her shoulders and into her hair, he saw her hard nipples poking through her tunic. It almost sounded like she was moaning as the cream kept flowing into her mouth. "MmmGmmorf". Ace’s eyes were wide with confusion, disbelief and a little fear. Her little hands slid up the shaft, and Ace noticed her cheeks bulging.

"Mmmglorf".

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Pt. 3:

Kobold Princess’s head was bobbing. Ace wasn’t sure how long she had been doing it, but she was fellating that damn horse cock like a champion. "Mmmf. Mmmff. Glufp." Her tiny mouth was sliding up and down the tip and her mistress’s fingers. Unbeknownst to Holstaur Princess and MILF Princess, Ace’s cock was growing out of control. As Ace tried to position himself so that his dick didn’t start swelling up under his armour (it was too late, anyway), Holstaur Princess pulled her still swollen member from her little kobold’s mouth. She furrowed her brow a little in disappointment.

"Are you warmed up, sweetie? Are you ready to really do this?"

She hmm’d with a sexy little stretch and smiled. "I’m already full, Mistress Moo…"

Holstaur Princess’s little smile vanished. "Now sweetie, you don’t want to disappoint our friend Ace, do you?"

The kobold became more than a little nervous and put her hands on her little belly. "O-oh. Okay, Mistress." Ace noticed that her belly was pushed out a little bit. How much cream had the little serpent sucked out? Ace was completely enthralled until he felt something warm against his stomach.

"Crap." His erection was past his girdle-line, and was swelling up past his navel. His pants were of Elven weave to remain comfortable if he overate, not to compensate for a giant erection, but they were holding out for the moment. He shifted in her chair, trying to look nonchalant about it. Part of his brain was trying to act like he should have expected a dinner party with his rescued princesses would end with a tiny lizard approximating one of his many, deviant fantasies. Unfortunately for him, swelling erection was starting to talk louder than his disjointed thoughts.

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Pt. 4:

"MooOO!"

Holstaur Princess had returned the tip of her lewd sausage to her waiting maids’s lips. This time, the sound was much greater in volume, and appropriately more cream starAce flooding the child’s mouth. Her previously aroused gulping had turned into a panicked gasping and swallowing. Still, not a drop was was spilt, the size of her mouth and the object in it forming a tight (if a tad too tight) seal. She kept her lips locked around the now slickened tip and shaft and was still valiantly sliding her lips up and down a little bit, Holstaur Princess offering moans of encouragement.

Suddenly MILF Princess’s sultry voice was in Ace’s ear. "Watch her belly. Watch it fill up. Fuck, it’s so sexy." He could feel her breath on his ear, her massive bust pressed against his arm. His eyes focused in on Kobold Princess’s body. Her once skinny silhouette was swelling forward. He could hear the stitching on her tunic stretching and straining over her hurried gulps and the undulating orgasm of Holstaur Princess.

He stared, completely slack jawed, as her tunic grew tighter and tighter against the growing reservoir of unpasteurised cream. Again MILF Princess’s intoxicating voice flowed through his consciousness, and her hand flowed through his pants. "Fuck is this your cock? I could tell you were large, but…" She never finished her sentence as a button burst off her scaly maid’s tunic, revealing her shimmering Emerald skin. It continued to stretch forward and outward, and the little kobold started leaning back, trying desperately to make room for the incoming flood of milky sweetness.

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Pt. 5:

POW! Another button shot off, whizzing past Ace’s head. He managed to pull his eyes away from her distended, slowly engorging belly for a moment, and saw her watching him, but it was hard to tell if she was in agony and fear or too far gone in ecstasy.

Pow! The last button covering her belly launched off. The button between the kobold’s hard pseudo-nipples was the only button struggling to hold on at this point. She continued to grow, however, the seemingly endless reserves of cream still filling her once lithe body. Her mistress continued to jettison the cream into her mouth, and it wasn’t obvious if it was Holstaur Princess’s increasingly dominant pelvic action and attempts to grasp her head, or the little kobold’s growing weight and desire to not be forced further down her heated totem pole that forced her back further on to her elbows.

PAFF! Another button flew across the room, but this one was leaving Ace this time. His cock had swelled up, almost to his neck, it was immensely thick as well, indeed MILF Princess’s hand couldn’t grasp it fully. Yet still it spiralled in comparison to Holstaur Princess’s! Ace looked down, come to think of it, when had MILF Princess grabbed his dick? "What the fuck is going on?" He couldn’t even tell if he had said that out loud or not.

That warm, sexy voice spoke streamed in to Ace’s thoughts again…

"Look at her, look at how overly-full she is; she can barely handle it. Can you imagine this cock of yours plunging and pounding into her fat behind? Fuck, it’s bigger than her wrist. You’ll do it, right? You know, we can’t keep feeding her like this for as long as you want. She needs you, she needs this big ol’ p’orc-sword inside her. You know that, right?"

Oblivious to the commotion taking place behind her, MILF Princess tore open his tunic, and his semi-hard member thudded down on to the table in front of them. Holstaur Princess raised an eyebrow, and said something in a complementary tone, but Ace couldn’t hear it. All he could hear were

Kobold Princess’s groaning and the sloshing swell of her over stuffed belly along with MILF Princess’s succulent suggestions. Freed from his pants, a passing thought made Ace’s joystick twitch and harden, pointing up at the lights over the table.

Still Kobold Princess was being filled, her watery eyes pleadingly looking at Holstaur Princess. Thankfully for her, if Holstaur Princess’s panting and shrunken mummeries were any indication, she was running out of steam. Her mistress slipped her shaft from her mouth with a damp *pop*, as Kobold Princess fell backwards, belly barely jiggling, her hands quickly clutching her swollen, distended belly. She started moaning lightly and sensually rubbing her giant belly, gently tracing a scaled finger around her belly button as it made its way lower…

Holstaur Princess spoke up as MILF Princess’s hand slid down to Ace’s massive balls. "Ace, *pant* there’s n-no easy way to state this but…”

Never to be continued.

Editors Notes:

>>5197

Paragraph 4, start of line 3., "… her hands slid up her shoulders…".

-Kobolds don't have hair. We'll call them fins instead.

>>5199

Paragraph 1, line 1., "… appropriately more cream…".

-Should be "started" and "kobold's".

>>5200

Paragraph 7, end of line 1., "… were any indication…"

-Should read "Mammaries".

What about Dragon Princess III stories?

>>5236

Seconding this motion…

>>5241

Or rather the JELLY-DOME story idea in the draw thread?

>>5236

What kind of stories would be good for DPIII?

Kobold princess needs warmth to be comfortable. DP1 is naturally pretty warm. I know we saw this shit already with the succubus princess, but someone needs to cuddleship the above two already.

but really, we just need the Kobold Princess cuddling everyone

>>5249

How did she loose her eye?

Holy crap, someone should request Patch to animate one of these…

Who's ready for some sad lewd?!

If you're only here for the lewd, it's denoted with another ~ story marker.

A cautionary tale. Please play only to win.

~

It was not supposed to have gone like this.

He was a knight - not the bravest, nor the most noble of knights, but unlike the rest… He had not given up. At some point, his exploits they had started calling him Ace, and it had become clear that none other would save the Princess.

And of course, he had agreed to do just that; after all, he was a knight. But then another kingdom had beseeched his sword in their quest, and another - finally, ten kingdoms in all had asked for his aid, and the hour grew ever darker.

I won't fail them. I won't fail a single kingdom.

He had told himself, simple arming sword in hand.

The choking darkness outside the towers, perhaps ashes spat by the dark dragon's breath, stuck ins his throat and tasted of bitter root, making it hard to breath under the sweltering weight of his armour. But still, the knight persisted, for there were no others left who dared try.

Past the bones of fallen comrades, some of whom rose to challenge his passage, past wizards who had given themselves to the apocalyptic dreams of the slumbering dragon and stranger creatures still. Hours of blood, notched onto his simple sword and spattered across his armour - and he had only just made it to the top of a single tower.

As if from a great distance, he heard himself yell -

"Princess! I've come for you!"

The arming sword he carried finally broke into shards of steel as it wedged itself into the fiendish device sealing the captive princess in a cage of strange white stone the likes of which he had never seen before.

Hydraulics whistled in protest and the bars slowly and organically peeled themselves apart - then vanished into the aether.

The cell itself was spartan, devoid of little more then moss and holes in the ground, and a slab of rock where the princess slept uneasily. Slowly, she rose from the slab, golden hair swaying in her wake as she rose to dainty feet.

"… I must look a mess."

She murmured, and he could not answer, for she did. Heir hair, so regally blonde, was covered in lichen and dirt, and though her dress and skin were unblemished, they were pallid and malnourished from time spent in a the deep darkness of a magical sleep.

He held out his armoured hand, slowly - gently.

"My princess, we cannot dally. This tower will be destroyed soon - and there are others, here, trapped. We must go. Will you come with me?"

She did not hesitate, and took his hand in her own.

"Yes. Of course I will."

The tower stairs loomed in front of them, his sword replaced with a shard of metal that would've hungered for his blood, if not for the mail coating his hand.

Barring their path, every foe he had slain had reassembled itself - a mass of bone and chitin and organs that should not be, glowing in the dim light.

And as the knight breathed slowly, he felt the wounds of his service all at once - his body becoming heavy, his pulse dropping as the realization hit.

"My lady… I… I won't be able to save them all. I - "

Behind him, the human princess silently embraced him, soft skin feeling close even through his metal plating as her hands slowly covered the eye-slits of his helmet.

"You were as brave as any could be, Sir Knight. I was honoured to have been rescued by you."

He shivered, and did his best not to collapse to the ground - but her warmth and closeness gave him a little strength, even as he could hear the revived horde gaining ground around them.

It was then that the horrific howl of the dragon cut through the air; indiscriminate lances of cruel light cut through flesh and bone and stone and steel with impunity, killing servitor beast and mindless animal alike. The two clung to one another, even as their vision was destroyed by light and fire - and then all was shadow.

>>5359

When the princess awoke, it was in a bed not of stone, but of cinders. Around them, even the masonry of the tower smouldered; the stones themselves half-melting, half-corroded from horrific forces none had ever seen.

And it was not only her tower, but every tower within the area; every structure within sight, every landmark simmered and cast ashes into the night sky -

Only, she realized with horror, it was still daytime.

Through flickering embers, and chunks of ruined building material, she frantically dug; trimmed fingernails chipping and cutting away at the skin underneath as fragments of glass and steel traced through skin that had never undertook such burdens.

Her tears reached no-one, as all she found were the ruined and dessicated corpses of the dragon's servants - gone. She fell to the ground, motionless for how long, who could say; and then she heard it.

A faint cry, barely audible.

Hitching her skirts, she ran - and tripped to the ground, cutting her alabaster face on the jagged bone of a long-dead soldier. She did not stop to wince, tearing her skirt as she ran once more.

Under a great beam of some strange wood, the knight lay. His sword-arm was crushed, his armour intact - and he still drew breath. She struggled to move the beam, but was too weak. She shook with fury and resignation, and tried again, and again until her shoulders cried out in pain; but there was nothing she could do.

"… My lady."

His voice was quiet, and she had heard that tone, if only twice before.

"I think I have failed you again. I am - I'm sorry. I - "

But she moved to embrace his helmet, cradling him in her arms until he was silent, save for slow, shallow breathing.

Save that it wasn't his, of course. Slowly, eyes wided and irises dilated, she turned to her left - where a beast stood.

>>5360

Perhaps once the beast had been human, but it had limbs that had been rearranged by some strange chirurgery, and organs that should not have blossomed liked they had, visible on the outside of that hideous flesh. It was staring at the night with vile intent - and a rage filled within her.

"No! I won't let you! I won't let you take him, too!"

Her yell was absorbed by the darkness, and if the entity could hear her, it could not understand her. She seized a sharp chunk of stone, and ran towards it, driving the stone into a strange growth that might have been a shoulder.

The beast simply detached the shoulder, and ran past at her blistering speed.

With surprising strength, using all three of it's arms and it's one good tentacle, the creature managed to pry the beam off of the knight - staring down with no eyes to speak of.

Then, it turned towards her, and the two stared at one another - and with a soft, soundless sigh, the creature deflated, the colour in it's organs draining

as it ceased all movement.

She no longer had tears left to cry, and even had her eyes not been dry, there were no stones left for cairns. And if she hesitated now… Soon, the knight was free, and rested on a large chunk of rock.

His breathing had normalized somewhat, and the princess had began to look for food, or water - or things that yet live.

None of which were miles in any direction.

After the third journey, however, she found a place untouched by flames or corruption; a manor-house, perhaps belonging to some borderland lord who had been placed by her father to watch over the local marches.

It took the better part of two hours, but she managed to limp over to it, the knight slung against her back. As the night set in, obliterating the smog with an unearthly orange and black haze, he began to walk again - his hand strong and comforting against her shoulder.

And so, the two found themselves in a house abandoned by all but dust and ruin. They sat next to one another on a long wooden table that creaked as they lay out the contents of the lord's larder; salted meat and old wines, and precious little else.

She ate ravenously, forgetting her manners despite her desire to try to keep some semblance of propriety - but the hunger overcame her, and was a pleasant balm against the reality they shared.

As for the knight, he ate slowly, only occasionally taking a nibble of food underneath his helmet - and, she realized with horror, he was avoiding eating food that she might yet need. Slowly, she dropped the soured meat to the table and set to cleaning herself with a servant's napkin.

He watched, face unreadable from underneath his helmet, and she wished for a moment to wrench it from his face - but resisted, for it seemed to give him some courage, even now.

Slowly, she moved closer to him, and he leaned up against her, and they were silent for awhile.

"… You know, I suppose I'm a Queen, now."

She murmured quietly, and he gave a little nod of assent.

"… Would you be my King, noble knight?"

He nodded again, after a slight pause.

"I don't know if that's quite proper - I'm still only a knight, after all. But - if it were you…"

>>5361

~

They both laughed. The discussion was absurd. She reached for a goblet of the tempting wine and drank heavily from it, then spat the horrible-tasting liquor out. Their laughter grew more disjointed and loud, and she threw the goblet to the ground - then threw him to the ground.

Metal shifted against creaking floorboards after what was left of her skirts fell around them, obscuring them from prying eyes that no longer existed. She ran a hand through her long, blonde hair; letting it fall around her like a sea of radiant halos.

"Normally I would not be so improper, my King. But I will have my dowry-price, today."

He said nothing. Perhaps was not certain - she did not care.

Cold, lips pressed up against steel - and perhaps, in that moment, there was the quiet draw of her breath as his helmet rolled across the floor.

She kissed him aggressively, drunkenly, full of the fire of inexperience as she tasted the sweat of his flesh against her lips, and drank greedily of his scent. The crook of his neck brushed against hers as she stripped his armour off, layer by layer.

When his hands reached for her dress - equally uncertainly - she pushed them gently away, then under. She knew he could feel the beckoning fabric part underneath as his hands pressed against her thighs, trembling with excitement.

Slowly, they wended their way upwards, and she let her head tilt back, hair falling around her neck as she let out a little sigh. Dextrous, calloused fingers undid her brasserie and grabbed her large breasts firmly, roughly. The sensation wasn't entirely pleasant, but she wanted it all.

Leaning into his touch, the princess lay forward, straddling his hips aggressively. And with his fingers occupied - their touch becoming more pleasurable as he tousled her nipples between them - she could focus more on it - the growing weight of his desire, occasionally pressing up against the simple underclothes she wore, leaking against her thighs in excitement.

Her skirts rustled as she undid her panties and let them fall to her ankle, rubbing his rod against her entrance as she felt the milk-white stain of his hunger against the blonde tufts above - already soaked with her own desire.

"Wait… Please."

It was the first time he had spoken, and even as his pelvis jut up against her, trying to satiate his lust, the knight held himself back. She waited, but knew he could see in her eyes it would not be for long.

Suddenly, his right hand shot under her skirts, exposing her slit for only a moment before it spread her open, finger pressing questioningly inside. She wriggled and bit her tongue to keep from making any noise as her breath escaped into the quiet manor;

But even as amateurishly as his digit fucked her, the pleasure began to mount and build by the moment, his finger assuming a natural rhythm as he slid in and out of her. As a gust of cool air pressed against her pelvis, she realized the finger had been replaced something else - lapping up her desire hungrily.

His tongue was wet and soft, and her body burned.

Her fingers slid around his head, holding him as hours passed in an instant, or so it felt. Finally, she could take no more and pushed him off, ignoring the creak of the floorboards as one stained hand held back his questioning face.

The princess took his stiff shaft into her mouth greedily and quickly, sinking to the tip of his balls in a single, fluid motion. The knight couldn't contain a small gasp, and she felt a rotten pride well up within her - hesitating for only a moment before she began to pump up and down along his cock.

As he writhed underneath her, she fought the desire to wrap her lips around the ring of his rod until he came, because she wanted something else. With a sigh, she slid off of him - enjoying the little intake of air from his lips, and the mixture of saliva and cum on her own.

>>5362

Pink cloth grew stained with white as she ground against him, his already teased shaft begging for release. To her surprise, it spurted upwards - coating her dress, already ripped and ruined with cinder smudge. She ran her hands over the stains; trying to guard them against the world outside.

Even more surprising was that his rod was stiff again in moments, his hungry, rapid breath clearly desiring what she'd wanted in the first place. She placed her hands on his shoulders, and his rested against the small of her back. Slowly, she hiked her skirts up - his rod jutting up against her entrance one, last powerless time.

Then she rose up, and fell onto him.

It did not hurt at all, perhaps because of her lust, or the world around them fading, or the simple myth of old wives tales being nothing but that. But his weight felt warm and comforting inside of her and she ground against him ferociously, her large hips slamming into his as she clung forwards, grinding her breasts into his chest.

She could feel his fingers tense and untense, grasping powerlessly and confusedly at her back before finally simply grappling at the air - perhaps his eyes were blank too, she could not say. She felt his hips pistonining upwards and tensing, and she slammed downwards, taking him inside of her; spurt after spurt of warmth filling her as he released.

Then she did so again, and again, until she could hardly tell where she stopped and he began, or if they were joined. Finally, the princess collapsed against him, stroking the marks in his shoulders where she had gripped unintentionally hard in a moment of lust.

"We might be alone in the world, now…" She murmured, and he nodded his breathless assent.

Then, a different look came over him, and she shivered.

In moments, she was on her back, all fours against the floor. Her breasts pressed against wood, and it felt cool and comforting even as he slid out of her with a messy sound. He rest his cock against the cleft of her ass, sliding languidly up and down.

"I want you."

He murmured, and then repeated it, again and again. She said nothing, her blonde hair hiding her expression as his fingers sunk into the weighty meat of her rump.

Throwing her skirts over her back, to better look at her as he grabbed and kneaded her flesh until it turned a bright red, the knight lay over her suddenly - entering into her ass with an even more hurried desire. So coated was he with their lust from before that it slid in smoothly, surprisingly smoothly, and he began to rut against her like a wild dog.

>>5363

She felt amazing as she ground her fingers into the hardwood, thrusting her rear up against him as much as she could control herself - the feeling of his hand slapping into her when it wasn't his ballsack almost enough to make her lose control and whimper like a beast.

But still, she managed to hold on, only the faintest exhalation hinting at her unbridled lust.

When finally he had stopped cumming, she no longer knew whether it was day or night. He had collapsed at her side; her back coated with his semen, it crusted against the bridge of her thighs, her slit, her ass…

Slowly, she crawled up to him and crooked the knight in her arms. She felt his against her, and closed her eyes.

When she awoke, the knight was shivering, but cogent enough to joke. When she fed him, he grabbed her breasts roughly, in the low lust shared between a barman and a serving maid in her father's kingdom - though it had felt good to her, good now.

But then, his scalp had grown sweltering, more even then the heat outside, and not all the wine in the larder would help - and he mumbled her name, and then begged for apologies, and then all was still, and she was alone.

The princess said nothing, for there were no emotions left that she felt.

It was at an uncertain time that the door knocked, and then opened. It took her time to react - but when she did, she was surprised to find a figure waiting for her. It had no clear gender, so degenerated it was; perhaps not even human, nor of the other races of the land.

"… You want another chance?"

The figure asked, and it sounded like the dragon - but she nodded, desperately.

"You want to save him."

Once again, she nodded - knew she would give anything, bear any humiliation.

"You'll be a prisoner again. You won't remember anything. It'll keep continuing."

Tears that she thought hidden re-emerged, and finally she realized she was yelling.

"OF COURSE I WILL! I would do anything to save him, anything at all! Take what you want of me, I will give it gladly!"

Perhaps the figure laughed - or perhaps it sighed, it was hard to say.

"Fine. Then let's roll the dice, and try again. This time…"

But what they said, she could not say - for first the ruin faded from sight, then the figure; then the manor-house and it's own desolation. Finally, he faded from vision too - but she felt he was safe, as was she, in this grey void - and in some place, in some better place; they would meet again.

And this time - things would be better.

Then the grey void consumed her, and all was quiet.

~

>>5364

Ed: Please always lube up, plot magic doesn't usually happen in real life. I tried to blend in both her hungry and needy sides, while also making Sir Knight very chivalrous, without saying much to effect characterization.

Hope you enjoyed, I might do other knight/princess combinations depending on my mood. Also general/knight and princess/princess combinations, but we'll see.

>>5365

Finally decided to read it all, and… wow. That was… something else XD

It was sad, but deep… I think. Not quite the cult bloke speaking here, mind you. At any rate, keep it up, Nico. Until the next story.

Bored and wanna write too since stuff is so slow toss some ideas for some weekend writeknightging.

>>5712

Hum… what about something involving Primeval Princess and Dragon Queen?

>>5710

Fahaha, glad to hear it! I like to go sad, almost as much as I like to go deep. Next thing I write'll probably be warm n' fluffy n' lewd so we'll see how that goes. Thanks for reading!

>>5712

>>5713

Sounds good to me - do you have any favourites? I can generally only pen about whom I'm interested in, or when inspiration hits like a truck, berserker. If you need a random roll chart, though….

- Assassin Princess sent to terminate Knight, fails because of love.

- The twist is that it's Bear Knight.

- Boy Princess is idyllically tilling in the fields, when that mean ol' DP1 steals him! Looks like she's up to her old tricks… Luckily, a Sir Knight in Red and Blue is there to save the day!

- Stygian Queen and the Necromancer head to the horse races (or carted there by Stygian servitors and corpse knights, respectively), share a bonding experience over loss, and fuck.

- Physicker Master brings the disappearance of rescued Princesses in the dilapidated castle to the attention of a brave Knight. A horror story. But who could be responsible..? Awooooo….

- The Squire. It's fine, do what you want. A squire is only 1/3rd a Knight, anyway.

- Poor, unloved Paladin General…? No, I'm just kidding, write something about Dawn Elf Princess or Orc Princess instead.

- Mix two.

There, that's a d8 worth of choice, hope it helps and have fun.

>>5713 You asked for it buddy. Prepare for some stupid and some [s]offensively bad[/s] olde speak.

The ancient knight tightened her grip on her blade as she stood readily. Rigid, a wall, the ultimate defense, the protector of all she held dear. This was it, the moment where she would prove her most loyal. The heavy flap of draconic wings echoed louder and louder, as the foul beast approached, its huge shadow looming ever closer.

It landed. Her sword quivered as she clutched her shield close. "Halt!" the Ancient Knight ordered as -it- stepped towards the castle door. "Thou art not welcome here, beast! Leave at once!"

-The Beast- paused its approach. Its many foul heads stood at attention, before peering down at the proud, heroic guard. The main head that stood at the center of its large, towering purple body twisted its expression into a light frown. "Oh." she said simply, followed by a weary sigh. Two large, threatening claws began to move. The knight tensed, preparing for the attack… but it didn't come. Instead the claws rested on -The Beast-'s large hips as she peered downwards to the brave knight before her. "You again. Wonderful." she spoke with the slightest hint of annoyance.

"Thou shalt not pass!" Primeval Princess shouted with certainty. "Thou wilt leave post haste and never return, monster!" she commanded.

"Come on now." the Dragon Queen clicked her tongue in annoyance, tail flopping lazily on the ground below her, the action causing a bit of a quake. Still, the armored knight stood her ground. "Didn't we establish before that I am allowed here? I only have so much time in my schedule to visit my beloved daughters, so move." she motioned with a hand.

>>5720

"Thine trickery is no match for my blade, foul beast! Thou may hast evaded thine swift death at my hand our previous encounter, but thou wilt surely know defeat this night!"

"It's morning…" the Dragon Queen muttered, before sighing. "Is there someone else I can talk to? Where is your brave, precious Knight. He'll give me clearance… again." it was at this point that several of the huge matriarch's heads had begun to get annoyed… minus the one that was currently having a giggling fit from the entire situation.

This was, of course, a common occurence every time the Grand Tower Kingdom's one and only queen visited. It was a surprise that the newly formed kingdom had yet to be assaulted in retaliation for the mistreatment of the Great Kingdom's Queen. The fact that 3 of the Queen's daughters resided there probably had something to do with their willingness to overlook this matter. Although considering it is entirely because 3 of the Queen's daughters lived there that she visited so frequently (pretty much whenever she had the free time. Despite its newness the Knight had built quite the tourist trap of a 'kingdom', she had to admit), that point was pretty questionable.

And here she was, arguing with an outdated knight that had somehow literally come back to haunt her in her quest to have some simple, innocent mother-daughter bonding. Sure, the first few times she was impressed that that 'Brave Hero' of a Knight she had heard so much about had not only courted 3 of her kingdom's princesses and brought them out of their more destructive, kidnap-py tendencies, but had also managed to bring the Primeval Princess back from whatever fancy hole she had been hiding in for centuries.

But now? Now it was just annoying. "Let me through."

"Absolutely not!"

"Sigh…"

>>5721

(MEANWHILE)

—

“They’re at it again.” Mouse Princess observed from her excellent view of the proceedings.

“I figured.” Imp Princess said, not looking up from her cards. It wasn’t out of disinterest, of course, rather it was because when you’re playing any sort of game with Jester Princess your focus is absolutely required to stay on the game and the opponent. “Do we have to evacuate?”

“Hmmm…” Mouse Princess watched the two ancients go at it down below. “Dunno yet. Maybe we should get Gorgon Princess just in case we have to rebuild the castle again, though.”

“Siiiigh.” Succubus Princess stretched, making it a point to arch her chest forward and swing her breasts a little in an impromptu show. “I wish they’d just shut up and fuck each other already.” she mused. “It’s always so noisy when they get riled up. And not in the good way.”

“I second that.” Faun Princess yawned, the tipsy gal rubbing her head. “All that noise is givin’ me a headache.” no one else in the room bothered to follow that up. Low hanging fruit as it were (And not in the good way).

“Maybe you should bring that wish to ol’ Djinny~” Jester Princess sang, giggling a little as she slammed her hand of cards down, causing Imp Princess to jump a little. “Four Aces!~”

“Right. That’ll work out.” Succubus Princess rolled her eyes.

“Well there’s always Eldritch. Could do some of that weird mind stuff she does on one of them.” Imp Princess suggested, putting her own cards down. “And how the hell do you have four aces when I had two of them!?”

The castle shook. The group turned to Mouse Princess, their current eye on the proceedings. “Ouch. Vampire Princess probably woke up after that one.”

All in all, it was a regular visit.

>>5720

>>5721

I loved it. XP A short, but light-hearted read. Much delightful story, I say.

>>5722

Glad to see Sir Knight can always count on his rescuees… ha ha ha, keep it up, pal! Nice work right there. ^^

How about a story of Imp Princess and The Dogooders and their attempts of world domination.

I think someone really needs to write the definitive vanilla towergirls story. Brave sir Knight, doesn't have to be named ACE, goes on his quest, fights his way up a tower, opens the door to find kobold Princess. Sir Knight is turned off because 'ew scalies' but over the coarse of the story her loving nature despite Sir Knight's initial reaction and moe qualities wins his heart. Throw in one or two other non human princesses from GI and BAM, vanilla Towergirls story. Very vanilla, yes, but that's not a bad flavor.

>>4086

Team Goblin once again proves itself to be the most patrician fetish.

>>5720

I thought your dialogue was quite good, actually; and was an interesting window into the relationship between Primeval Princess and the Dragon Queen. (Not that DQ seems too thrilled about matters, save that one head - possibly the best head.)

As for the minidrabble - I laughed, and smiled; good work, and I hope to read more from you!

>>5743

Could you handle a relatively grim ending?

>>5769

Hmn… You've got my interest piqued, but one of the things I like about this setting is the freedom of folks to decide their definitive story. That being said - I might try my hand at it, sometime.

Formally requesting more daring tales of the adventures of Man-at-Arms, Peasant Knight, Cardboard Knight and Bash Knight.

>>5848

Bring it on.

I want to know more about Imp Princess. Her mannerisms sound like the perfect setup for inner conflict.

>>5856

And I like your request enough to be your sword and shield, anon. Forewarning, my writing is not to all tastes - so feel free to request others give it a go if not to your liking. To all those whose knights I included; if I made your knight an asshole or not in keeping with their character, my apologies; I reserved the worst for my own knight, as it was necessary for the story. Due to length, it's here as a link. Please download it, as the formatting is better.

Enjoy!

https://copy.com/S0QBuZkxrWrSUVoA

>>5866

Excellent, glad to hear it. Look forward to it when I really get a chance to knuckle down and make it click.

>>5867

Thanks for the read, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Your characterization was spot-on, and the rest of your writing was great as well!

I really appreciate having that request filled. Thanks again.

>>5882

Much obliged - I was planning to work on it on the weekend, but when inspiration strikes - well, I've got a few ideas for further adventures, so we'll see what happens after I finish a tale of Imps and good-natured evil schemes.

Anyway, it was my pleasure - I've forgotten that it's fun to write for others once in awhile.

>>5867

Can't wait.

Thanks again for accepting my request.

>>5912

Goodness, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long - and more importantly, that you enjoy! As per always, please download for better readability + formatting.

I really enjoyed writing it - well, let me know if it doesn't really suit what you were looking for, or feel free to ask others for re-dos. And despite the intro and a bit of the ending - yes, it is about the Imp Princess and the Do-Gooders.

https://copy.com/IKXnpTntrTteou8w

And again, I really enjoyed writing it though I'm not very impartial.

Say, can I ask why there isn't a TowerGirls interactive story on Writing.com yet? I think that's one thing we're missing here.

With fetishes and adult stuff, of course.

>>5913

I loved it!

I liked how it was a story within a story. Her personality was spot-on with what I expected it to be: stubborn, adamant (wait, aren't those two the same?) and cocky with a hint of kindness. I guess that's why her and Merchant Princess are my favorites. It took me a while to realize that Bard Courtier was the narrator (I feel stupid).

I can't thank you enough for this. Keep up the good work.

>>5913

>another thrice-damned song about that lusty smith and the hammer-maiden

Am I guessing gender-swapped Cyclops Princess and Bash Knight?

>>5913

While your style is not exactly my cup of tea, I reckon the quality in your works. I'm that kinda person who prefers fantasies a little more sugarcoated since life already sucks enough XP But nevermind me, that's a healthy change of pace and you write pretty well, plus I know many people dig that.

With that in mind, I guess I'm mentally prepared to make a request of my own, if you are (or anybody is) interested:

a story where DP3 is the protagonist, following her from her mourning in her tower and her attachment to her imaginary friend, to being rescued from herself by a hugely benevolent knight and being taught to love herself. In due time, she works off the belly she got and regains the physique she lost during her depression - as well as learning to be self-confident and attain her draconic pride (shown by both a change in attitude and stance, her second pair of hands resting on her hips instead of holding her breasts… whose nipples actually are covered by pasties, so it might still be ok to prance around in public like that XP might as well get her to show off her "reborn self" to her sisters, who have become a bounty hunter and a teacher/librarian under their knight's guidance) … and then, lastly, the dreaded day that Dragon Queen comes visit.

I… went into a lot of details, so I'll understand if that doesn't seem like an appealing request ^^U

>>5926

Speaking personally, because I've never used the place. If there are folks that can vouch for it, could be fun - would also depend on a fairly regular crowd of people willing to write for it, but if there's interest in this thread…

>>5927

Thank you so much, friend. I truly enjoyed writing it, and really hoped I could manage to show insight into how a demon might see the world. She truly wants to make it hers, of course - but at the end of the day…

Merchant Princess, ah? Hrmn, good to know! Well, I'll probably post an idea or another I have for my next thing, but whenever anyone posts an idea here… I'm watching. Wahahahah!

(Don't feel stupid. Between my… let us roll with unique style of writing and plotting, it isn't always the clearest thing, yeah?)

>>5930

Finally, a chance for my knowledge of restoration-era songs to shine..!

https://youtu.be/J9YiyiAl3U8

Although, that sounds positively delightful..!

As for your taste, I don't blame you. Remember my heritage, and my title - it's just that the little things that make others grimace make me smile at the end of the day. Regardless…

I rather like you, and as it just so happens, I also like happy things as well. So if you have a request for some fluff at some point, well… Hrmn. Actually, hold that thought.

>>5932

Ahahaha! I'll take it as a challenge then, though it might be a week or so due to the fact that tomorrow is what it is. We'll so how I go on time. Is it all right if it's cute and a little comedic at time to time?

>>5935

Do it, motherfucker. I dare you. I double-dragon dare you.

>>5941

The deed is done. >>5948

also

>double-dragon dare

>double-dragon

Towergirls Fighting Game when?

>>5941

Oh, I didn't mean to challenge you at all! And I actually URGE you to allow moments of comedy and cuteness along the read~ X3 Also, take your time. Writing is also an art, thus mustn't be hasten. If I may add suggestions for you to pick out bits from and sprinkle over as you see fit, though…

>Remark DP3's despair when she's no longer able to find/see her imaginary friend, then realize she wasn't really abandoned, but rather her imaginary friend will still always be with her, in her knight (as the wealth and/or power bonuses)

>Add a moment to demonstrate the development of their bond as she helps defend her new kingdom, and how the motivation her king brings to her is what help her bear with the exertion, her out-of-shape body and the very negativeness in her mind.

>I genuinely want to see DP3 all chummy and showing off proudly with her hands now on her hips, even if just to get her sisters annoyed. XP

>Self-loving. Fit and healthy. Fresh mint breath. One knight - her king - to thank for it.

If you want to add lewdness somewhere along the way, maybe have a breastplay/nippleplay scene with her king. Anon kinda made me unable to unsee DP3 having inverted nipples, but do whatever you're comfortable with X,D

And that's enough suggesting from me, sorry. Seeing how lengthy all this got, rest assured I have zero rush to see it done XP Take your sweet time… if you even bother. Stay sssssmokin'!

>>5950

Someday, Jake. Someday…….

>>5723

>>5848

Glad you enjoyed. Sadly it was pretty short since it was my first Tower Girl thing, but here's hoping the next one will have a bit more 'umph!' in it.

And while we're on the subject… more ideas? If not I'll probably go with >>5714 's random rolls.

>>5979

What about Sphinx Princess confronting DPII over the players of Houses & Humans she "stole" from her (in truth the players just grew more interest in the dragoness' sessions). DPII however is disdainful as she's grown weary of the knights who can't keep track of the rules or simply make for uninteresting/predictable players, and now has to deal with Sphinx berating her. How the plot develops from that I'll leave up to you, unless you actually want suggestions. :P

>>5979

Welp, if you ever find interesting in digging deeper into the relationship between Primeval Princess and Dragon Queen, be my guest. I'll make sure to read that one. :B

>>5971

I made some of you folks start discussing over DP3's inverted nipples, so if you need inspiration for how the breast/nipple play would go, you can check from my post and bellow it: >>5475

>>5926

I've used Writing.com plenty of times before. It can be fairly good so long as the person running it actively manages/sifts through all the entries. Otherwise a story can pretty quickly just devolve into "Give me more choices → Give me more choices → Give me more choices → Give me more choices" with no one actually writing legitimate parts. That's ignoring the barely legible entries or the one sentence long chapters.

Basically it COULD work if people actively tried to move the story along instead of waiting/making other people add to what they want. I'd probably be up for it, anyhow.

>>5999

While I don't know exactly how would that play out, I suppose I could try contributing since I got the month free. Would need to see for myself before I can get too certain, but I'd give it a try c:

>>5976

You have NO *IDEA* how onboard I am with this. Give me a few weekends to bury the idea, before I start daydreaming about it? Ahahaha! Although - come to think of it, I really do owe you for your courtesy… Hrmn….

>>5979

Take your time - but I'm a wellspring of ideas, so if none are jumping out at you, I'd be glad to throw more in your general direction? I'll wait before launching a few your way, but know that I'll be here to read it when you post!

>>5992

Oh, anon! I'm afraid I don't generally write well with the advice of others - only their requests. I do think I made it suitably hot, but if it doesn't satisfy your lurkatorial desires - I'd like to extend the hand of jolly co-opportunity to you. Feel free to put to pen your own ideas - I betcha you'd find others who enjoy them, and that you do, as well!

Now! I'm taking a break for requests for a bit, both because I'm a boring workaholic IRL and because I've had an idea for what I want to do next, and when I decide on something… Anyway.

I think I managed to get all your points/ideas, but as always; feel free to comment/complain/discuss as you like. It was - as always! - a pleasure to write, and I hope you enjoy!

https://copy.com/NCUidiVFIZ4ZITML

(And in regards to writing.com, hrrrmn. I don't generally have enough guaranteed free time to be a guaranteed 'in', but you've got my interest. For certain.)

>>6016

…S-… SUPERB! BEAUTIFUL!! WONDROUS!!!

That was a magnificent read, NK! I was thoroughly absorbed in the reading from start to finish (and now my brunch is cold, lol)

Even if there were a few meager typos and repeated words, you provided top-notch content and I'm immensely pleased that you have consented to writing my request! -^u^-

Stay awesome and take care out there, writeknight! I'm looking forward to your next works of art!!

>I'm afraid I don't generally write well with the advice of others - only their requests.

oops, does that mean I shouldn't have gone into too much detail on my request? '3'

>>6016

I had to read twice because I couldn't have enough of it. Very well done, Nico. You've pleased this one anon. Keep it up, ha ha ha ha

>>5999 Hey, this is the guy from >>5926, and I know about that, in fact, I'm a frequent writer there, too, and I often write about monstergirls under the name 'sil-pencil". I absolutely loathe seeing good interactives go down the drain because of the "choice syndrome" and the guys who can't even bother to try actually writing something decent. It's one of the reasons I decided to take up writing, to show them how it's done.

So if a TowerGirls interactive were to be made, you can be sure I would be there to add a few chapters of my own. I'd have made that interactive a while ago, if Writing.com weren't so restrictive. Basic membership to make an interactive story? Capitalism pls.

>>6022

Much appreciated, my friend; I'm only glad I could serve to warm your day, even if I weep for any and all chilled brunches; the repetition is to some extent part of my style; the typos less so, though an unfortunate consequence of my rearing, wahaha! It was, as I said before - a pleasure to write. And I shall keep your comments elsewhere in mind!

>>6026

Grand! Not that I hope others don't feel like tackling the same subject matter, of course - but I'm glad someone could indulge you.

>>6030

Hrmn, I'm not seeing any of your works up there..? It could be that I don't have an account yet, but if you have anything you'd like to recommend - I love reading as much, perhaps even more, then writing.

… Also, I know that feel. Honestly, part of me thinks it might almost work better as a campaign at a place like Roll20, or a play-by-post style thing? I vaguely recall Archive of Our Own having support for multi-user stories, though if it's still as hassle-ridden to join up as it was years ago…

Anyway. Like I said, my interest is present, but unreliable - much like myself, ha!

>>6016

That was a pretty good story. Very descriptive and 'adorabu', if I may say so. Some parts are a bit rushed, but it's not that big of a deal. Nice job.

>>6030

Yeah, there's also the issue of who'd be willing to actually start the story off. Plus no one might be willing to fork over $10 for a Membership if we DO use Writing.com unless there'd be a lot of people who clearly want this to happen (or, you know, someone here just so happens to already have a Membership.)

REQUEST:

The Gen 1 knight princess awakes one morning to find shes has sprouted a pair of double-d's one morning due to a massage from the holstaur milk maidens. She is very flustered by this and has to come to accept her new figure.

>>6034

Yeah, I don't have interactives or anything besides some added chapters to someone else's stuff. Here's a link to my activity page: http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/action/show_things/type/chapters

It's not much, because I only write if I feel particularly creative or to push the story a little more (not to toot my own horn, but I've been told by other writers there that I have a knack for plot twists, usually to keep the story from ending). Also, I tend to write about chunky ladies, ence why I'm so taken by the Dragon Princesses here. :3

>>6041

If I'm not mistaken, it is possible to get a Basic membership for free, you'd just need to create a free account, and just like in an online game, farm Gift points until you have 99500 of them, which lets you choose between a Basic membership for 3 months, or an Upgraded membership for 1 month. As it stands, I've only accumulated 32000-something points, so I'm still too far off from making my own interactives.

Sorry, but… putting all that into perspective, I say not worth the time, effort or SPECIALLY money.

There are cheaper and less restraining ways to get a collab story written. >_>

>>6069

Understandable, Writing.com shot themselves on the foot the moment they made interactives member-only. Maybe I'll convice some other writers with the membership to make it happen, but not before they're introduced to TowerGirls.

It'll happen, sooner or later.

>>6048

If anyone does this one I will write something of the author's choice. It's no fun if I do my own idea.

I'll do up to 5 stories this way.

>>6075

I'd take your request, but I'm all but certain the ending would go against your enjoyment of the story. And I generally don't write something unless I figure people will enjoy it, especially if it's a fulfilled request.

>>6041

Thanks, sorry I missed this!

>>6089

That's just fine by me. Sounds like there may be a twist at the end. Most of the enjoyment is in the middle for me anyway, as I enjoy the reactions most anyway. Please do write it. Do you have a request for me?

Thank You So much

>>5714

> - Assassin Princess sent to terminate Knight, fails because of love.

You asked for it, you got it. Some cute fluff starring a ruthless killer. The ending is a little abrupt probably but oh well, it was a good enough place to stop it. It's on pastebin cuz it's a bit too long to just put here.

http://pastebin.com/cwy3a18U

>>6115

That was quite a heart-warming story, I give you that! ^^ I spotted I think only a typo or two, but that's fine XP

I didn't find the ending all that abrupt. It was a short story, and handled well as such. You keep it up writeknight!

>>6134

I'm not entirely sure Towergirls would have enough TF content to warrant being on CYOC, but eh I dunno. I'll leave the location of the story up to whoever decides to start it and then I'll come in and add stuff.

>>6117

Glad you liked it. But now I need MOAR IDEAS.

>>6172

>need MOAR IDEAS.

Sphinx Princess has conquered many kingdoms by making all wars involving her empire take place in the form of an intricate game of dice and segmented paper.

Seeing the threat that this rise in power can represent, an unlikely opponent steps up when all others cowered; one who, unbeknownst to all, happened to be an avid expert in the Sphinx's "game" - the icy hoarder of knowledge, Freyda!

>"Like all other princesses, if you lose you shall become my subordinate and your kingdom will adhere to mine!"

>"But if I win, all of you will keep company to my sulfurous sister at the towers…"

On a side note, I've read Nico's story about DP3 a dozen times already, and I crave for more ;w; hope to see another story soon…

>>6172

Knight princess wakes up with a dd chest even though she was flat the night before. Have the story be more about her adjusting to her new body (she's very flustered and off balance at first) rather than anything sexual (though some of that's ok too tbh)

>>6172

Why not use chyoa.com ?

Pardon me for reviving the thread, but I got a TG story in the works.

>>6689

Sweet! Thank goodness, we do need more of those and I was really sad when this thread died down. What are you writing about, if you don't mind me asking? :3

>>6690

Well, it's a lewd story about a knight being involved with a threesome between two Princesses.

Here's Part 1 of my story: http://pastebin.com/6ZXb726r

>>6693

Looks very promising! I'd tone down the eating part and the meat flavor after the kiss, but that's just me. I'd suggest to change the aftertaste to wine.

>>6693

Not a bad start at all. Ya definitely got something going here. And I do love my TG. Keep it up, fellow write knight.

Now I just need to write something too.

And here's Part 2. Sorry for the wait:

http://pastebin.com/VKjK2QTB

>tfw no Royal Jelly expansion

But the writings pretty good.

http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Blammer/19123/Tower-Girls

Its been a long time coming but Im going to do short little things on every girl.

>>6824

Very nice work. You do some good descriptions and detail. Could use some proofreading but solid otherwise.

I've been feeling the urge to do some towergirl TG stories. Maybe expect something soon. Or throw some Princesses for me to use, idk.

>>6860

Thank you. Yeah I apologize in advance for that. I really need to get an actual computer

Figured I'd post this here, I've started writing up a story resulting from my choices and I was wondering if you guys could give me some input on it.

http://pastebin.com/PVFjRJHH

>>6898

Very nice. Feels like the end came pretty quick/was rushed through a little, though. An odd twist not going with the whole multiple towers thing and just having everyone in a single tower.

Overall, the first half was really good, but I can't shake the super rushed feeling of the second.

>>6907

Keep in mind that the story does continue from here. Could you describe to me where it becomes rushed? I tend to do that because as a writer I'm not great at downtime and the like, but if I know which part it is, I can try to make it more fluid. The part once he actually slays the dragon is meant to be vague and rushed however, since he's mentally in and out and probably concussed.

>>6908

Sorry for the late response. I think it was just a problem of too much stuff happening in the later half and too quickly to take in. The whole rescue thing was pretty glazed over and the battle with the dragon came off kind of clunky and anticlimactic (although maybe that was on purpose. Not every battle can be a super eventful exciting encounter, after all.)

Overall, I think just spending more time building up to things would help, especially if you're going for a bigger story.

>>6921

No problem, I appreciate you coming back. Reading over what you had to say, I'd definitely agree after rereading it, and when I get the time I'll try and flesh out the second half.

>>6925

I look forward to reading more, then.

This took what I could only properly describe as "too long" but here have a towergirls TG story starring the snake wife http://pastebin.com/wnbPm4Tx