You stand in the Tower's looming shadow and in front of the main door. On one side of the door, there seems to be a slot type of mechanism. The other side has a phallic-looking doorknob, but you don't think it twists.
You can LOOK for a better view, ACT to do something and interact with the terrain, or TALK to interact with others.
>>197201 (From this point on, im gonna try to choose the post with the highest-ending ID #. Should've implemented that from the get go, my bad. Also this will get a bit /lit/ from here on out.)
Your eyes focus on the phallic doorknob, and you find yourself licking your lips. You get on your knees in front of the door, watching as the smooth, solid rod comes into eye level with you. You grab a hold of the brass dick and take it into your mouth. You shiver as you feel the cold protrusion reach the back of your throat, before you take it out of your mouth. You lick the underside of it, wishing it were a real dick. You other hand goes to your own member, stroking it softly. You get into your blowjob, making lewd sucking noises while bobbing your head up and down the doorknob. You find yourself moaning as you go down on the metallic meat.
>>197229 Suddenly, as your taking your head away from the doorknob, you feel a warm spurt hit your tongue. It’s salty and hot, and you pull your head back in surprise. Warm jism spurts out of the metallic dick and onto your face. You smile and lap up the cum, savoring its flavor and licking the doorknob clean. The door swings open, and you find yourself staring into the tower. You did it!
You hear the door swing shut behind you. Guess you won't be able to get off with the door anymore. Across the small room is a podium with an open book. A lone lantern is posted on the west wall of the room.
You decide to take the lantern off of the wall. You never know when you're gonna need to see. Also, you're wearing nothing but your underwear right now. You decide you'd better keep it around your lower-half so you don't get too cold.
Not only have you gotten warmer, you've also increased your vision.
You walk over to the book. It seems to be written in some strange, archaic language. You flip through the pages to try to find some English. To your dismay, the only readable word you find is the words SUMMON, followed by some incantations.
You currently are slightly turned on. You now have the ability to check yourself.
You decide to do a quick inventory check before you go any further.
You currently have nothing in your inventory. You guess you should've brought something with you into the tower? You're sure you'll find some things along the way.
You're currently carrying a Lantern.
You have wideset hips, and they jiggle slightly with every step. Your simple underwear struggles to contain your plush ass. You have an average sized ballsack, with a 4.8 inch, uncut dick. It is currently semi-erect.
You place the lantern on the floor. This bitch of a book isn’t in English. And you intend to fuck it like the bitch it is. You lower your panties and your cock springs free of its fabric prison, flopping onto the book cleavage. You close the book around your cock, the soft pages of it squeezing the sides of your cock. The center of the book bulges as your pecker penetrates its pages, forcing it to milk your cock. You feel your pre drip out of your cock, permanently damaging the book as you use it as a fleshlight.
More and more pre flow out of your cock, and you soon find yourself hearing a slight shlicking as you fuck the book. You close your eyes and tilt your head back, relieved that you finally get some relief. Suddenly, the lantern beside your feet begins to feel cold. And not like the fire went out. You feel as if it’s sucking the heat from the room itself!
You decide to ignore the fact that the floor is slowly getting colder. You're too caught up in your frantic thrusts to care. You feel yourself getting close, and you decide to squeeze the lexicon tighter around your meager shaft. You feel your jism build up and shoot out into the book, which quickly fills with your batter.
Your orgasm doesn't subside as you pull out slightly, shooting into the soggy, gaping gap your cock left in the book. You shoot several more ropes. You admire the creampie you just gave the book as your pull your dick away into the cold air, trailing some cum with it.
You feel your cock shrink back into yourself, as the room steadily gets colder.
You decide to pour the cum you deposited in what's left of the book into your lantern. As the jism comes into contact with the oddly-cold flame, it shoots up into the air. The flames mix with your cum as you witness the amalgam take the shape of a curvy woman. It seems you've encountered a spirit of sorts? You feel her eyes scan up and down your exposed body.
You realize how cold your dick has gotten. Believing this to be unacceptable, your hand quickly goes to work at stroking it back to life. As you do this, you check out the ghost's body.
She's a pale orange, and seems to be connected to your Lantern. She has a sizeably large rack, and you notice her inverted nipples. She has wide hips, and a slight crevice where her honeypot should be. You don't see any though.
You've identified two nipples and one hole: her mouth.
She sees you jerking yourself off and looking lewdly at her and she gets flustered.
You command your familiar to slap your ass. You turn around and bend over, your panties still at your knees. You place your hands on your knees and arch your back, presenting your plump derriere to the spirit. She happily complies, swatting your left cheek with her cold hand. You yelp in surprise from the contrast of her cold touch and your hot body.
You command her to do it again. She obediently slaps you again. You feel a tingle of pleasure rush from her point of impact to your dangling dick. She notices a drop of pre hanging from your cock, and you feel her cold presence lap it up. She then slaps your ass again, harder this time. You yelp in pleasure as the sound of her striking your spacious ass echoes around the chamber.
She continues spanking you, and you continue dripping pre into her mouth and moaning in pleasure. Eventually, you feel yourself cumming in rhythm of her spanks, a rope of your cream shooting out with every spank as if on command. She laps up every drop of your cum as it's coaxed out of you.
With a smack of the lips, she returns to her original position. You feel your numb asscheek, admiring the sensitivity of it.
You tell her to bring your cock back to life. You waggle your flaccid member in front of her to emphasize how much you want it.
"Oh, alright." She says. She mashes her tits against your crotch, and you slowly feel your erection coming back. She slides your hardening member between her chilly breasts, and you bite your lip in pleasure.
Your cock is now fully erect again.
Your familiar hikes your panties back up over your cock. You make a noticeable tent with them.
You and your familiar open the door that leads to the next room. After climbing some stairs, your lead to a chamber similar to the previous one. Only this time, it's completely lit up. And there's someone else in the room.
What seems to be an Amazoness stands across from you. She is wearing nothing, but you see clothes in a pile to the side of her. This seems to be her bedroom? She's wielding a pretty big sword in addition to the one she has in her hand. She's fully erect.
You hear a zipping noise. You turn to your familiar only to find that she has returned into her Lantern!
It seems that your Familiar isn't good at fighting.
"Alright, that's one less I have to fight. You think you can fight me?" The Amazoness boasts. You decide to take off your panties and toss them on the ground. The Amazoness' eyes widen in surprise.
"I coulda sworn you were a girl..." She says, eyeing your cock. You turn around and present your ass to her. You give it a slap, and wince in pain/pleasure as you slapped the still-sore cheek. She licks her lips and eyes you with predatorial eyes. You spread your ass, practically inviting her to fuck you. Your cock twitches in anticipation.
You kneel down on the ground and gulp. You know you have no chance of beating her in a physical fight... so you hope to beat her in a "physical" fight.
You plant your head on the floor and look back at her. You spread your ass wide, which causes your pecker to drip some pre. You tell her to fuck you as hard as she can. Her cock perks up a bit, practically leaking precum at this point. You bite your lip in anticipation.
"A buttslut, are we?" She says, complying with your demands. She drops her sword and stradles your ass. She squeezes her mammoth cock, oozing some pre onto you. Your rosebud tightens up in response to her cock pressing up against it. But instead of penetrating you right away, you feel her cock slide up between your asscheeks. You shudder in pleasure as you imagine her giant length inside of you. You estimate she's about 7 inches long. Using her own precum, she squeezes your asscheeks around her cock, hotdogging your big ass. Suddenly, she squeezes your orbs of ass and slams her cock all the way in the first go.
You've been penetrated.
You yell in surprise as you feel her entire hot, throbbing cock fill you all at once. You pant as she pulls out slowly, only to slam herself back in. You feel her cockhead brush past your prostate, and you feel warm pre drip out of your raging erection. She grabs you by the hips and starts pumping her cock in and out of you, oohing and aahing while using you as her personal cocksleeve. You have no choice but to take the anal assault, your arms steadying yourself against the ground as the chamber fills with slapping. You feel her heavy balls slap against your taint, and you swear her cock goes in a bit deeper every thrust. She fucks you hard, slamming her hips into your girly ass. You moan like the buttslut you are, encouraging her to continue pounding you. She needs no encouragement.
Her thrusts suddenly get choppy, and you feel her fingers dig into your ass. You feel her cock slam into you one last time before it throbs, and you feel her warm jism flood into you. Your ass spasms around her monster meat, milking every drop from her. Your spasming is the result of your own, smaller orgasm, and you feel your cock shoot ropes onto the stone floor. You feel her heavy breasts on your back, and she bites into your shoulder. You feel her jism leaking from around her cock and down your taint. She pulls out of you, slapping her cock onto your asscrack. You turn onto your back to see your assailant, who is sweaty and spent, kneeling and resting on her muscular ass, eyes drunk with pleasure. Now would be a good as time as any to try to get past her.
Her cum-cannon is semi-erect, still oozing her load that she deposited in you. You are full of Amazoness Cum. Your cock is flaccid.
You manage to stand up after your rough pounding. You snag your panties and limp to your lantern. You swipe that up as well. You half-limp-half-sprint at the vulnerable Amazoness and scoop her sword up. You clamber to the next door and bust it open, blowing a kiss to the bewildered Amazoness. You hold your panties, sword, and lantern in your teeth as you climb up a ladder that leads to the next floor.
You pop your head into the next floor. It seems like this is just a storage room. Your Familiar comes out of her lantern as you begin to put your panties back on. She quickly stops you and spreads your cheeks. You look back at her in embarassment, and you feel the Amazoness' load leak out of you. She quickly laps up the potent jizz, tickling your ass with her tongue. She rims you while eating her cum, causing your dick to twitch. After sucking up the last of the Amazoness' deposit, she gives a satisfied sigh and then winks at you. It might be your imagination, but your Familiar looks a bit buffer.
You finish pulling up your panties and grab your sword. There are three distinct crates across from you. You wonder what could be in them.
Your ass is sore. You are wielding a Sabre.
What do you do?
(Brb for a bit, next update will take a bit longer. Leave good suggestions!)
Since you thought your familiar got buff with cum, you decided to test out your theory. You shift your panties down so your cock is out, but your balls stay in. You waggle your cock at your familiar. She quickly understands and eagerly goes down on you. Her cold tongue runs up and down the length of your small pecker. She makes obscene slurping noises. Her tongue manages to sneak underneath your foreskin, chilling you even further, but adding even more pleasure. You feel yourself nut inside of her mouth, and she greedily sucks your load right out of you. You throw your head back and place your hands on her head as she takes your entire length to directly eat your cum. She pulls off, trailing saliva and cum. She doesn't seem to have changed.
With that being done, you decide to slice up the crates with your Sabre. They easily come apart.
In the smallest crate, there were a set of boots. In the medium-sized crate, there's a cage that seems to house some amorphous thing. In the largest crate, there was... a small box. What was even the point of having a big crate?
>>197736 (Doing this real quick b/c its easy to do.)
You check your stats.
You currently are in possession of a Lantern, which holds your Familiar. You also have on a pair of Leather Boots, and a pair of Worn Panties.
You have a Sabre equipped as your weapon.
You have wideset hips, which are plump and soft. Your worn panties are slightly tight around your rump. You have an average sized ballsack, with a 4.8 inch, uncut dick. It's currently flaccid. Your ass is still recovering from the pounding the Amazoness gave you.
You give the flute to your Jism-Familiar. She doesn't know how to play it. She puts it in her mouth and blows as hard as she can. A horrible, prolonged, single note blares from the flute.
You confiscate the flute. You're not going to let her have it back. She seems pouty. You try to stick your dick in it, but the holes are far too small and you're far too soft. You stuff the flute into your panties. It looks like you're really packing something.
You ask your familiar to massage your butt. She seems to be fond of your butt, so she complies. She grabs a hold of your cheeks and kneads them, spreading them apart, and watching them bounce back together. This turns you on slightly. She gives you a nice massage.
You whip your dick out and start doing the helicopter dick. The flute falls to the ground. You have trouble doing this with your small, uncut cock. The Cherubs look at eachother and then charge at you, stabbing you with their pitchforks. It would be painful... if they weren't so tiny. They leave little red dots on your body. The holes their pitchforks leave don't even cause you to lose a lot of blood.
Still, it kinda hurts. You take 5 Damage. Your cock is currently free.
>>197792 You pick up your flute, narrowly dodging one of the Cherubs. You see underneath their robes to find tiny little cocks. Cute. You put the flute to your lips and begin to play all the minor notes you know. The Cherubs stop buzzing about you, and stare at you. They don't seem to want to fight you anymore.
It seems they're completely under your command. What do you have them do?
You command them to worship your cock and balls. They all obediently strip and flutter over to your member. You decide you can't fit inside one of them or else you might end up killing them. Two of them stay at either side of your cock, running their little tongues up and down the length of it. The third one settles for licking the tiny wounds they inflicted on your body. The entire situations seems erotic to you. You decide to keep the Cherubs with you. You take the one that's licking your wounds and take its small dick in your mouth. It quivers in pleasure as you give it a blowjob. Its dick is no bigger than your thumb. You feel its salty pre in your mouth. You decide to not finish the Cherub and pull him out of your mouth. It looks flustered. You turn to your Familiar and open your mouth. She quickly floats over to you and sucks the cum from your mouth, frenching you at the same time. You don't notice any noticeable changes. Maybe you need actual cum.
Did the amorpnous creature look green? If so, it's probably climbed up that rope. We should climb up the same rope, singe the other one might be a trap.
Carrying all our stuff will be tricky. We could put the sword and flute in the little cage and hold it while we climb, with the cherubs making sure none of it falls out. Can our familiar float after us, or do we need to keep her lantern in the cage too?
You tug at one of the ropes. The other one doesn't seem to budge. You determine that the ropes are independent of one another.
You delegate each Cherub to carry a piece of equipment. You yourself carry the Lantern. You begin your trek up the slimy rope. Your package rubs against the lubricated rope every time you advance upwards. Your poor boner sorely rubs against your panties. Your Familiar licks her lips at the sight.
You suddenly feel eyes piercing through you. Four eyes, in fact.
"Uh, Boss?" One of the Cherubs chime in. "Dead ahead." You squint into the darkness and see four beady eyes looking at you. Your Familiar provides more light, and you see that you're staring into the eyes of a Drider.
The first thought that comes to mind about her is "does she have a dick?". You awkwardly have a boner in front of this spiderlady.
>>198028 >You delegate each Cherub to carry a piece of equipment. The cherubs are stronger than I thought. Handy!
>Your package rubs against the lubricated rope every time you advance upwards. Your poor boner sorely rubs against your panties. That's pretty rough. Note to self: be on the lookout for something tight and solid to keep our special parts safe.
Oh hey, another new face! Looks like she's on some sort of solid surface. Maybe we could hop over to take a short break from our climbing.
You decide to flirt with the Drider. It blushes and gets flustered.
"Aw, I could eat you up!" She actually seems serious. You have your Cherubs compliment her. Is that... drool you see in the corner of her mouth? You turn to your Familiar, who seems to be as far away from her lantern as possible. You guess she's scared of spiders.
You ask if she's seen a blobby creature move through here.
"Oh, uh... gosh lets see..." She says. Is she planning to eat you or not? "Ah, yeah! One did, actually. Really fast. I couldn't catch it, though..." She says, licking her fangs. "You look pretty tired..." She eyes your boner. "Wanna rest on my web? I mean, it doesn't look that strong but trust me, it is."
You're conflicted. You turn to your Familiar, who is nodding no like crazy. Your arms are sore, and so is your package.
You decide to get out of here as fast as possible. You thank the Drider for their time.
"Aw, feel free to come back any time, darling." She says, keeping her same predatory air about her. If the monster can move that fast, you can't lose any more time. Perhaps you can engage in sexual activities with the drider at another time.
You bear with your boner and climb the rope. You see a light at the top of the rope, and eagerly pick up the pace.
You plop yourself onto the ground of the fourth floor, aroused and tired from the rope climb. Your Cherubs hand you back your equipment. You thank them. You glance around the room. It's a bit dark, but there seems to be nothing here. No sign of the monster, either. Perhaps you can take this time to rest. You decide you need to get rid of this boner.
>>198177 Well, since we've got to do it anyway, let's go back to our new spidery friend for help. We'll just leave our stuff in a little pile here so that the cherubs don't have to carry it while we're resting.
>>198177 Get the familar to give you a handjob while you lay down,and have the cherubs cum on you. (also will you be uploading this to somewhere else,like imgur or exhentai or something? cause itd suck to see this go all away when this thread 404s.)
You decide to reluctantly head back to the spider lady to get you off. Your Familiar gets pouty.
"Wh-Why can't I just do it?" She says, crossing her arms. She has a point. You tell her you'll let her eat your cum when you finish. This seems to satisfy her.
"Just tell me when you're done!" She says. Her arachnophobia is still present. You tell the Cherubs to guard the Cage, Flute, and Sword. You grab the Lantern and slide down to where the Drider is waiting.
"Oh, changed your mind did we?" She says, perking up at the sight of you. You land on her web, which is surprisingly strong. You show her your erection, which causes her to spread her legs.
She has a dick. God damnit. Oh, but below her dick seems to be a vagina. So she's packing both down there.
"Yep!" She seems to have read your mind. "I'm sure you haven't gotten this high up in the tower without switching sides, so I happen to pack both!" She says excitedly. It looks like she just wants to get off. "So, I'm down to swing whichever way you pitch! Just tell me!"
>>198229 >(We're planning on turning in for the night soon, then continuing this tomorrow. But yeah we'd be open for more CYOA things.) Awesome, Hope you do, Also it'd be quite fun if we got to play AS the futa next time if possible! Usually in these Cyoa stuff it's only sub content usually which is kinda sad.
"Woah, I didn't realize you had such a nice ass..." She comments, scurrying around the web to get a better view at you. "On second thought, I might want to decide for us..." She shoots web at your wrists, then at the ceiling, suspending you. She does the same to your ankles, and you hang there, suspender, with your dick dripping pre into the third floor below. You Familiar comes out of her Lantern, eager to see your ass. Damn, as soon as you thought you were gonna be able to fuck something.
"Sorry, hun, an ass like yours doesn't come around very often." She says, scuttling behind you, getting ready to penetrate you. Your Familiar agrees, and the two fist bump. Your Familiar hovers around below you and eagerly licks your ballsack. You feel the drider's arachnid-member against your backdoor. "This thing is usually for laying eggs, but I'm not fertile right now, so we're good." She assures you. Oh good.
You feel her chitinous hands against your soft rear as she spreads your ass. Her member acts more like a tentacle as it probes its way into your pucker. You gasp in pleasure as you feel it writhe inside you. You feel yourself shoot pre into your Familiar's mouth.
"So we're already accustomed to this, are we? It slid in without stopping..." The drider comments, slapping your ass as she pumps herself in and out of you. You feel yourself tighten around her. Her member, in turn, hammers your prostate as she pistons herself into her prey. You hang there, vulnerable and penetrated as the drider rapes your ass. She constantly comments on how nice it is, occasionally grabbing it with her thicker spider legs. Your cock is dripping pre like a hose, and your Familiar is coaxing even more with her wander hand fondling your balls.
The drider starts squeezing your ass, and all of a sudden you feel the pseudo-cock inside you pulsate, blasting an unhealthy amount of baby batter inside you. As the cum passes through her cock, it pounds against your prostate, causing you to shoot your own load into your Familiar's nostalgic throat. Pleasure shoots from all directions of your body as you moan out loud, echoing throughout the tower. Your dick feels numb from how good it feels to finally cum. You feel the spidercum drip out of your backside, and she ends up pulling out, spattering your backside with more.
"Fuck me, that was good..." She says, lazily rubbing her soft member on your ass. You look back, watching her spread her cum across your asscheeks. Your familiar swerves around you and starts lapping up spidercum off of the drider's dick. The drider coos and strokes the Familiar's hair. The sensation of her cool tongue on you makes you shudder. You feel her give you another rimjob, literally sucking the jism out of your ass. With one hearty gulp, she sighs.
"Woah." The drider seems impressed. She then realizes you're still tied up, so she cuts you down. You and your Familiar thank her.
"Come back any time, honey! You're always welcome in my web." She says, winking at you. You climb back up to the fourth floor.
(That's it for tonight, guys. Thanks for participating! Hopefully this thread will still be up tomorrow night, as that's when I'm planning to continue this. Hope to see you all there! Here's a picture that V sent to me but we never used. Maybe it'll happen next time??)
>>198604 >>198793 >>198841 It like you didn't read the subject, or the first post. Don't you shit on tumblr for complaining about how a thing isn't for them, when it was obvious that it wasn't made for them?
>>199291 No, they mouthshit about Tumblr because they have the wrong opinion or because they say the wrong facts. What you said is just one way they twist the concept of having a point of view to make it seem evil.
You slowly approach the figure. You're extra cautious, as you no longer have a weapon. You poke it at its highest point, and find that it's pleasantly soft. You also find that it yelped when you poked it. The figure hurriedly gets up and backs away from you.
"You! Don't just prod someone like they're some bag of meat!" She says, frowning at you. She brushes herself off. It still looks like she's in a daze. She looks at you sternly and crosses her arms.
It seems you've found a nun. She has enormous breasts, almost criminal for a woman of the cloth. She notices you eyeing her melons and gets flustered. She puts her arms over her breasts, blocking your good view of them.
You wonder what a woman of cloth is doing in a tower like this. You then ask if she's seen the green creature.
"That thing? Wh-Why, does it belong to you?" She says, getting angry. "Th-that, THING attacked me! It... violated me. Such a great sin committed against me!" She says, getting upset. You look at her robes. You notice a faint outline of a cock...
She catches you 'mirin.
"H-hey! Where do you think your eyes are wandering!" She says, covering her crotch. She looks embarrassed.
"...In truth, I might have been... cursed." She says, patting her crotch. It visibly twitches. She gasps in surprise. It seems she isn't used to it. "The monster took advantage of me in my weakened state."
>>200163 Actually, we've been chasing the monster through the tower. We saw a brief glimpse of it earlier, and we've been following its trail, mostly out of curiosity at first. It might have attacked some of our associates, but we're not sure, since we haven't seen them recently. Can she tell us what it looks like or where it went, so we can be prepared against it?
Was her "curse" a result of the monster attack, or was it something she had before she came here? If she's having trouble getting used to it, we could offer to... lend a hand.
You ask if the curse was a result of the monster attack.
"Alas, it was one of the cursed lexicons I discovered on my way up the tower." You think you remember which book that was. She eyes your lewd outfit.
She tries to hide her growing erection.
"Ah, that reminds me..." She says. "The door to the next floor is only openable by my magic. The problem is... with THIS thing on me, I can't cast any white magic." She says, only darting her eyes down to gesture to her crotch. You offer to help her with her 'problem'.
"O-Oh, really? Y-You'd do that for me? I guess it doesn't matter... as long as the uh... sin.. gets out." She says. You estimate her cock to be at least 7 inches long, around the same size as the Amazoness.
"If you're okay with it... I could impart my uh, blessing to you." She says.
>>200198 She's new at this, so we'll be gentle with her. We'll get on our knees and caress it with our lips and tongue. Our familiar can get behind her and give some attention to her big, floppy breasts.
You decide to take the reins on how to take her load. You tell her to turn around. She complies, expecting you to strip or something. Instead, you reach around her and find her meaty fleshrod, which quickly hardens in your hand. She moans as you handle her package, stroking her thick girlcock through her robes. Your other hand wanders to her hips, squeezing them and appreciating their softness. Your right hand focuses on coaxing a load out of that veiny cock of hers.
She doesn’t resist as she continues to receive your handjob. You manage to slip your panties off and aim them between her thighs. In one thrust, you pinch your dick through her thighs, wrapping it in the silky fabric of her robes.
“Wh-What are you doing?” She exclaims. A quick squeeze of her dick stops her complaints. You explain you have to keep her chastity.
“O-oh…” She says, suddenly not caring as you twist your wrist up and down her clothed length. Your phimosis cock pistons in and out of the pseudo-pussy you created behind her. Your hand reaches down to lift her robes up, to touch and see her glorious cock in the flesh, when she swats your hand.
“I’m afraid – oh – I can’t let you see my – ah – cleansing rod…” She says, returning your hand to the holy handjob. You promise you won’t look.
“Oh… then I suppose… in order to avoid any sinful glances… I’ll have to blindfold you."
You are turned around. You are kneeled on the ground by her surprising strength and you feel a blindfold go around you. Everything is black. This doesn’t give our artist, of course, the excuse to use a black picture to go with this.
Your feel your cock hit the air as she undoes your panties for you.
“What a sinful object…” She says huskily. You feel a tingling in your groin as you’re berated.
“Now, open wide, my child… accept my pillar of light.” She says, pressing her cockhead against your pursed lips. You give her holy prick a kiss, and it responds by spurting warm pre onto your lips. You lick your lips, admiring the salty flavor, before opening your perverted mouth. You feel her grab your head and guide you gently down her cock, its girth filling your mouth easily. You feel its leathery texture, and its bulging vas deference. It slowly continues its way down your throat until your nose hits prickly flesh. Seems like she shaves. She then slowly pulls out of your mouth, her cock rock hard and throbbing, occasionally spurting pre into your throat, which you greedily gulp up. She then starts thrusting in and out of you, using your mouth as an onahole. She pants as she ramps up the pace, pulling out of your loose throat only to slam back into it. You feel her balls slap against your chin. A mixture of jism and saliva drip down your chin. With your vision gone, her pre tastes a lot saltier and she smells a lot more musky. She cries out in pleasure, thanking the lord and asking him for forgiveness.
She grabs a hold of your head once more, and forcefully thrusts into you.
“I bless y-you, my child!” She grunts, and you feel her entire length jam down your throat. You feel her cock throb as cum shoots through it, and you feel it deposit its load in the back of your throat. You feel yourself cum, shooting a few ropes of jism onto the floor. You feel the warm cum get deposited directly down your thoat, leaving only your tongue to taste the misplaced pre from earlier. She pulls back to pull out completely and cum on your face, but you keep your lips around the head of her cock. She yelps as you lick her dickhole directly, lapping up the cum as it shoots out of her cock. You taste her jism, and it’s pleasantly sweet. She then fully pulls out, and you hear fapping. You feel warm jism hit your blindfold and face. She groans as she comes off of her orgasm and you lean forward to eagerly lap up any jism that was dripping off of her cock. You feel a cold presence, which you assume to be your Familiar.
“Ah! Begone, spi—“ Her shoo attempt is quickly cut off by a moan of pleasure. You hear obscene slurping noises coupled with shaky groans. You then feel your Familiar’s cool tongue lap against your face, cleaning her cum off of you.
((Sorry to say, but that’s all for tonight. I’ll be back this weekend to continue, if this thread’s even here. If not, I'll make a new one for this weekend. Thanks for participating!))
>>206918 >bumping a thread on page 2 This will just eat up the bump limit. Please wait until it's on the last page to bump. This takes more than a day at the current rate, so it's not like we're at risk of losing the thread if we look away.
You hear a shuffling. Your vision is suddenly returned to you as the sister takes off your blindfold, appearing fully dressed again. You shakily get to your knees and redress yourself as well.
"Thank you, my child." She says tenderly to you, smirking at you lewdly. "But as much as that seemed like an indulgence of pleasure, I have actually imparted the ability to use White Magic to you." She says, explaining her actions.
"Er... since your spirit also received my blessing, I guess they can use White Magic as well." She adds, looking at your Familiar.
You apparently have the ability to use White Magic. Your Familiar now has the ability to use white magic.
"So, what will you be doing now?" She asks, completely calm again.
You see the door to the next floor beyond the sister of the cloth.
You currently have Leather Boots and Leather Mail equipped. You are wearing a pair of Worn Panties. You also have your Familiar's Lantern.
You have no weapon. You'll use your fists if you happen to fight anything.
You have a pair of wide hips, which connect to a pair of supple, plump thighs. Your big rump stretches your panties a bit. You have a normal sized ballsack, with an uncut, 4.8-inch cock. It's currently flaccid and tucked away in your Worn Panties.
You ask the nun if she has any spare pants.
"Oh, now that you mention it--" She's cut short as she looks behind you. You turn to your Familiar, who has her hands behind her back and is smiling at you. You turn back to the nun.
"Uh... sorry. I don't." She says. You feel a pat on your ass as your Familiar says, "Aw, too bad." You give her an irritated look. She winks at you.
You ask the nun what White Magic is.
"White Magic is a form of magic that is derived from your desire to protect and save people." She says. "It can heal wounds and banish demons. With enough training, it can also undo curses. I'm... not too well-versed with it... as you can see." She says, looking down at her crotch.
You decide you need to get a move on. You leave through the door, saying goodbye to the nun as you leave.
You call out to the headless horsewoman. Its arms go to either side of it, as if in shock. It seems to hear you.
You try talking to it. She starts waving its arms in front of herself, getting flustered and stomping on the stone tile. She then reaches for its head, which isn't there, and outlines a circle where it should be. Her arms then pantomime her head popping off and getting thrown away from her.
You ask it where its head could be. It doesn't seem to be very good with directions. You circle around it and pat its back. It lies down on its stomach. It seems like it wants you to ride it.
You comply, hooking your Lantern to your waist. Your Familiar slips into her Lantern. You guess she has motion sickness problems.
You hike yourself onto the horsewoman. Your package is slightly compressed against her, so you adjust yourself to let it rest on her back. You feel her shudder. She gets up and you grab her hips to steady yourself. She turns around and trots in the direction she came from.
You almost pass a set of three doors. You slap her hips, causing her to halt. Her hands slap yours, as if she doesn't want you scaring her like that. No promises. You steer her back to the set of doors. The three doors seem to be identical. You ride up next to one and try to push it open. It doesn't budge.
You ask if her head is behind one of these doors. She clops her hoof. Her arms come up in front of her and give you two thumbs up. It seems she's confident it's in one of these doors.
You wonder how you can figure out which door is the correct one. You get an idea. Your hands wander back to her hips. She jumps slightly at this, as she had already scolded you for slapping them. You start tickling them, digging your digits into her skin. She starts trotting in place, and her arms quickly contract into her sides. You grin as you continue to squeeze her sides and brush her hips with your fingers, enjoying your teasing of her. She nearly bucks you off.
You hear a faint laughing behind the door on the right. You actually end up slipping off of the silently-laughing horsewoman. You knock on the door.
"Hey!.... Are... one.... .....ing me?!...." You hear on the other side. You turn to your centauress friend. She's pumping her arms as if she has six out of seven lucky lotto numbers on her ticket. You guess she's happy to be near her head.
You would try pulling the door instead of pushing, but there are no handles on any of them. You search the walls for any hidden switches. You find a discolored brick. You could push it, but there's no telling what it actually activates.
>>209995 Okay, it's time for puzzle guessing mode...
Can we... pry the discolored brick out of the wall?
We tried pushing one of the doors, but what about the others? Any luck with them?
Is there anything else to interact with? On the floor or ceiling, for example?
Maybe we could just knock and ask them to let us in. Before we do that, ask the centaur girl if she thinks it's a good idea.
Centaurs are pretty strong. She might be able to knock the door loose with a well-placed kick. I doubt it, but it's worth a try.
If none of that works, then we'll have to come back to this puzzle later. Maybe there's something elsewhere in the room... or back with the nun! We did think the straight corridor was suspicious, didn't we? The brick might have changed–
–wait, we didn't actually push the brick yet, did we? Let's try and do that before we assume it's not the answer.
You push on the discolored brick. Nothing happens. Or so you think. You hear a clink behind the door, followed by a scream of terror.
You turn to see the centuaress sweating profusely. It's shaking nervously. You don't think anything bad happened. You tell it to break down the door.
She puts her arms out in front of her. She tenderly walks up to the door, and gives it a punch. Her hand bounces off of it, and she clenches her fist in pain. Yikes, not like that.
You manually place your hands on the horsewoman's rear and walk it over to the door. She tenses up in your grip. You intend for her to kick it down. You crouch down to give her legs a small push. Your eyes inadvertantly wander over to her sheath, where her heavy sack is resting below folds of skin. You notice some... pre? Dripping from her sheath. You wonder how big she is.
You give her legs a little slap, and she realizes what she has to do. You see her signal you to get away from her with her hands. You comply. She delivers a kick to the door, splintering it apart.
You go into the room that she kicked open to find her head. Very close to her is a... condom, and a dagger. The dagger must have fallen when you pressed that brick.
"Oh man, I-I was so scared..." She says, panting from nervousness. "Thanks a lot, though! Could you put me on my body? It gets a bit... dull when it's separated from me." She says, flashing you a grin.
She tentatively gulps. Your hands feel warm, both from her head blushing and the heat coming from her package. She shyly extends her tongue to her sheath and presses it into the folds. You see some pre leak from around her tongue. She obediently laps up her own pre, and you see her horsecock poking its head out. She services herself in shallow circles, and you hear her wetly kiss her own cock. You feel her head get sweaty from her self-servicing. She swallows and pulls back, trailing some pre from her mouth.
"Th-there, all clean! Up we go now!" She says, a hint of lust in her voice.
>>210054 Well, her head's showed her appreciation, but I don't think her body is quite finished yet. It looks like she's clean now, but is she really going to be satisfied if we just stop there?
Now that she's all wet, I think it's our turn to help her out. Once we coax out her body's second head, we can give it some special attention of our own. She can stop us when she's had enough, but I doubt she'll be finished with us until she gets to bury her needy shaft in our soft, perky rump.
You pull her head back and start nuzzling her growing horsecock.
"W-wait..." She says, interrupting her own interjection with a moan. You inhale her musky scent, feeling yourself getting drunk from her bestial pheromones. You can't help but lick her cockslit. She yelps in pleasure as you set her head next to your own growing erection. You grab a hold of her thigh and kiss her horsecock, tasting her salty pre on your lips with every kiss.
You undo your panties and let your cock spring out. She knows what to do, and you feel her disembodied head take your cock into her mouth immediately. You moan in bliss as her tongue wraps around your meager cock. You grab a hold of her ponytail. Your own mouth goes to work, licking the underside of her giant, meaty shaft as she oozes cum onto you. You fondle her heavy balls, coaxing them to make more baby batter. Her cock grows longer, and you find that you can't even fit it in your mouth. You pant onto her cock, and you feel her moan onto your dick. You sloppily kiss the horsemeat and squeeze her balls, drinking up her salty pre like it was a water fountain. You love the leathery texture of her cockmeat, and you imagine this thing inside of you, destroying your prostate and making you cum in surrender.
You feel your four legged friend back up a bit in order to let more of her cock prod you in the face. You happily comply, and you watch her cumslit open up, releasing a small rope of jism. One taste of her jizz has you hooked. You forcefully kiss her rod head-on, sliding your tongue inside of her urethra. She gasps around your cock again, and you feel her pull off to curse in pleasure. The two of you continue your odd 69. Her cock is slimy with jism and your saliva as you alternate kissing her slit and sliding your tongue down the length of it. You feel her balls tense up as she trots forcefully into you, cumming into your face. The first few ropes actually hurt a bit from the pressure her cumcannon shoots you at. You happily coat yourself in her jism, feeling the hot, steamy batter coat your face and drip off your chin. You feel yourself cum as well, and you feel her swallow every drop of it. The two of you moan around eachother's cocks in ecstasy. You pull her head off of you and bring it up to your face, swapping her cum for yours.
Her giant horsecock is still hard. Do you have another round in you?
You slide yourself to her human torso and hand her head to herself. She takes it and plops it onto her neck. She then cracks her neck.
"Oh gee, uh... thanks..." She says, fidgeting a bit. You then crawl forward, arching your back so your supple rear is presented to her. In truth, you were crawling to get out from under her, but you feel a twitching in your ass. You decide to hike your panties down, letting your plump buttocks spill out from your undergarments. She presses her cock into your ass, and you feel it throbbing. You're caught off guard and moan loudly, to which the horsewoman retorts, "I let you ride me... didn't I?" You're completely under her, so you can't see what she looks like.
You can feel, however, and you feel like she's very horny. Her horsedick is grinding against your exposed ass, trying to find the hole. You reach back and grab a hold of the beast, causing her to cease her grinding. You pet it, coaxing some pre out of her cumslit and onto your twitching pucker. It's very warm and very erotic. You lube yourself up with her pre, slipping two fingers into your perverted fuckhole and loosening yourself up for the rough fucking that's ahead. You then crouch down and shimmy back, lining your asshole up with her cock. You feel it press against your malleable butthole, before popping in.
Your ass is immediately spread wide from the sheer girth of her cock, and you can feel her horsedick stretch every inch of your ass as you continue crawling backwards into her manhood. You stop crawling backwards and await your reward.
She picks up on your cue, and you hear her hoofs buck forward. She' starts thrusting in and out of you awkwardly, and you do your best to angle yourself so she can fuck you in the most convenient way. Her equine girlcock pumps slowly in and out of you. You feel it hit every nook and cranny of your naughty ass, and you brace yourself for a rougher fucking. She soon finds her pace and you find yourself being pushed forward with every thrust. Your cock and balls dangle helplessly from your crotch, leaking pre onto the stone floor. Your Familiar slides underneath you, mouth wide open, ready to drink your load. You feel yourself leaking like a faucet into your Familiar's mouth, and she licks your semi-flaccid dick.
You hear the horsewoman swearing under her breath and panting, and then she starts to pick up the pace. You feel her lower herself towards you, and then start to truly pound your tight ass. Her balls slap your package with every thrust. You feel her horsedick ravage your prostate, causing an unnatural amount of jism to shoot out of your phimosis cock, dripping into your Familiar's mouth as if it were a soda machine. You feel yourself cum hard, prompting your Familiar to wrap her cool lips around your dick. She furiously slams herself into you, every thrust leaving your anus painfully empty, before sliding her slick cock back into it, filling your hole and your desire. You moan like a good little whore before she slams into you one last time, and you feel her entire length inside of you, bulging your stomach into the stone floor. She cums hard, and you feel her rock-hard equine cock pump load after load of cum into you. You feel some of the cum burst out onto your legs and drip down your ass, causing you to groan in pleasure. Her dick stays inside you, continuing its deposit of jism into you as you weakly hold yourself up, unable to keep up with her orgasm.
When you come to, you're slumped against something. Your wandering arms confirm that it is the human back of the horsewoman that railed you unconscious. You groggily right yourself, and your ass hurts immensely. It also feel strangle empty. Your Lantern is still attached to your panties, which have been put back onto you. The horsewoman is trotting down the hallway when she notices you're awake.
"Oh gosh, you're alive. Thank the gods." She sighs a sigh of relief, stopping for a moment. "I'm uh... really sorry about earlier..." She says timidly. You accept her apology.
"Your uh, lantern ghost sucked all of my jizz out of you while you were unconscious. I tried to stop her, but uh, she said it was alright. Is it alright?" She asks. You nod. She looks surprised. "Also, uh, to make up for my... libido, could I tag along with you?"
"Oh, uh, yeah. I guess." She agrees, trying not to sound excited. Is she a buttslut, perchance?
The horsewoman has joined your party.
The two of you continue along, with your Familiar tucked away in her Lantern, when you happen upon a giant hole in the wall, leading into darkness. Just what exactly is the structural integrity of this tower?
You notice a familiar green slime coats the edges of the hole. The monster must have escaped into here. If you remember correctly, not only does it have your Sabre, but it also has your Flute.
>>210200 Well, that went pretty well. Better than I was expecting, honestly. I guess the centaur girl is a pretty forgiving type.
Tell our new companion what we know about the creature: it leaks green slime, it started off as a small blob in a cage but escaped when we looked away, it can move very quickly, and we've heard that it had raped at least one person on its current path.
We've encountered a different (we think) creature in the darkness before. Call out a quiet "hello" to see if it's still there. If not, then we fortunately have a lantern to light up the darkness, so we won't be blundering blindly into any traps.
Wait, what about those other two doors besides the one where her head was locked? Do we have any idea how to open them? And how did she lose her head, anyway? This time, I mean, I'm not questioning why she's a Dullahan. That sort of thing is a personal matter.
You're still feeling a bit under the weather, so you send your Familiar a bit inside the artificial cavern to check it out. Before you send her off, you call out into the cavern. There's no response.
"So, could you fill me in about what all this is about?" The horsewoman asks. You tell her how you came to hunt the monster down.
"Yikes... this sounds kinda dangerous." She comments. It's true. You don't even know if your Cherubs are still alive.
Suddenly, your Familiar lets out a shrill cry. It zips back outside so fast that it's able to jolt the Lantern a bit towards you. It grabs you by the shoulders and hides behind you.
"Run! We need to run!" She manages to sputter out.
A giant, amorphous slime waddles out of the cavern. It's pretty big. Based on the damage it's done, you're pretty sure that it's strong as well. There seems to be something at the center of its mass. It turns to look at you. Or you assume it does, anyway.
You try calling out to it. The slime doesn't seem to be able to hear you.
The slime doesn't seem to be capable of doing much. It seems to have frozen up in your presence or something. You decide to test how destructive the slime is. You hike off your panties, letting your package hit the cool air and rest against your horsewoman. You feel her twitch. Hopefully she can deal with this for now.
You toss your panties into the slime. It gets sucked in with a wet popping noise.
You no longer are wearing Worn Panties.
The panties slowly drift through the slime mass and join with whatever's in the center. What could be in there? The slime suddenly charges at you. You take the Lantern and buck the horsewoman to gallop in the opposite direction.
Suddenly, you hear a voice below you.
"You're going the wrong way." That voice...! It's the same as the voice that talked to you from the darkness. You look down. You notice the horsewoman's shadow gliding along the stone floor, but you also notice two beady, white eyes staring at you.
"Heheh. Sorry. I hitched a ride when you spoke to me. Hope you don't mind." The shadow seems to be talking to you. It seems, when you shined the light into the cell, it hopped hosts and took over your shadow.
"Why is my shadow talking? Y'know what, I'm gonna assume you're gonna explain it to me later. It can wait!" The horsewoman hastily says, galloping down the hallway.
>>210280 Well, we know that the door already broken in to is likely to be safe - but isn't it a dead end? So it's the risk of trapping ourselves vs the risk of finding a new enemy/fuckbuddy to deal with.
Well, the Shadow Creature was living in it for a while - why not ask her if she knows how to deal with it?
>>210280 Go into the middle door, if another potential fuckbuddy is in there, invite her to give your horsewoman friend a footjob if it's reasonable. Either way, then might be as good a time as any to fuck her nice donut asshole.
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