Dragon, Dungeons, and Delights. (private RP for Angel)

[CrimsonVagabond]

The kingdom of Balendrum was a magical place. Here from the Castle Errectus, Queen Veronica Domme ruled fairly with her three gay sons, and witches blended into society, using their spells for constructive, and often lustful purposes rather than the evil they had spread in the dark ages.

Belndrum's biggest problem, and this was one reason the kingdom remained free from invasion despite having a small army, was the creatures that lived in the field and forests around the land. Terrible, perverted, things that fed on men's flesh, but more than often lusted after it.

Rumors spoke of a powerful sorcerer who had created these beasts through alchemy, though now they were quite the public nusence, and trained monster hunters were always in high demand, especially around Ryll, the village situated right outside the Black forest.

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It was night, and Rysstal was a little drunk. Not the best time to be drunk this closed to the Black Forest, but she was a monster hunter Godsdamn it, and she'd had a rough day. Her and her partner had been out all day putting down a Grinweasel infestation at an old farm. Perverted little things Grinweasel, always humping any orifice they could find with their comically over sized members. They'd set fire to the barn to halt the infestation, but as such they'd never got paid.

Rysstal was a Redhead, with a fine complexion, most of her freckles nobody but her lovers got to see. She was tall, of a fairly muscular build. She was fit too, from all her hiking and training, well developed legs, and an ass that was wonderfully full but tight.

She was dressed in just her trousers and a bright red tunic, caution be damned she was having a drink. She knocked back another dose of mead from her wineskin and burped contentedly afterward. The fire was beginning to die so she went over to poke it...

[Angel]

It was around that time that a grinweasel popped out of the rubble, looking up at her. It chittered at her in annoyance, practically glaring at her.

Grinweasels were, all things considered, rather cute. Looking like ferrets, they were easy to underestimate.

[CrimsonVagabond]

They could be quite aggressive especially in groups, and better to be dealt with from a range, but Rysstal was miffed at the day, and a tad to tipsy to fire an arrow straight, drawing her sword from the scabbard she'd left by the tent, she stalked over to the dastardly rodent with a scowl on her face.

"C'mere you little rat, I got a present for you..."

She walked slowly, though a tad off balance, and raised the sword high over her head intending to finish the beast in one stroke...

[Angel]

The weasel gave out a chittery squeak, as it pounced upon her, knocking her back. It was a tough little thing, and it, like all of its kind, had only sex on its mind.

[CrimsonVagabond]

It was big, and heavy, for a ferret. Rysstal could see it almost comically over-sized member, errect, pink, and hard waving around below its navel. She fell into a sitting position hard, and managed to push the thing away. She thought she heard the chattering of one other of the vermin.

"H-hey guys! A little help out here?" She wasn't sure if they could here her though, she was pretty sure they'd hit the bottle harder than her before retiring to the tent for the evening.

She stumbled to her knees and took a swing at the Grinweasel as it scampered toward her.

[Angel]

The chittering noises became incredibly loud, as a few others popped out, and they began walking towards her.

Meanwhile... She wasn't paying attention to the slime approaching her.

[CrimsonVagabond]

She managed to kill one of the Grinweasels with a well placed sword strike, but noticed too late the smell of an approaching Steamy Slime. Steamys weren't as dangerous as Acid Slimes, but they were hard to kill, and their surface ate through almost any non biological material.

She fell to the ground, hands barely catching her from taking a mouthful of grass, and realized the Steamy had her foot, within seconds, Her boots had disintegrated, and she felt it working its way up her pants, absorbing every thread of clothing there, and stinging like scalding water to boot.

She shoved one of the eager Grin Weasel's away, and punched another, but one more yelp was all she could manage before the slime pinned her arm to the ground, greedily sucking at her shirt, belts, and shoulder straps.

Pinned on her stomach, as if she was rolled up in a living sleeping bag, she felt the cool night air on her bare legs and buttocks just as her other arm became pinned. "Guys! HELP!"

[Angel]

The slime slithered an appendage over to her face, and forced her to inhale its scent.

Steamies had a pheremone that brought out the more... Base natures of their victims. The easiest way to describe it was that their victims entered a "slutty" mode for a while, whilst the steamy had its way with them.

[CrimsonVagabond]

She felt herself overcome with lust even as she rolled her self, Steamy and all, on top of one of the Grinweasels. She tried for one more shout of defiance, but suddenly felt herself overcome with desire, her lightly trimmed pussy growing itchy with desire.

Shivering in the cold, she felt the steamy engulf her hands, there went her vambraces and gloves, leaving her thrashing about naked in a large wad of acidic Jelly. It's appetite satisfied, it would proceed to "mate" with its victim, allowing itself to split into lesser Jellies later.

There seemed to be three Grinweasels left, circling her thrashing form, one of them moving toward her mouth. As pheromone fueled lust rushed through her loins she wished the thing was at her other end.

Pinned on her hands and knees she could do little but wiggle her ass in anticipation and thrash her face away from the seeking Weasel's member. Twisting her head about, she saw the slime produce a long and thick probibscus, the all-important mating apendage. It was thick, and oozing warm liquid across its length.

She was trapped, but tried to pry her legs open further, presenting her maddeningly aroused clit for the creature. "Oooh! Ah! COME on monster! Do it!" She should have kept her mouth closed, upon shouting, she found it filled with an eager Grinweasel's cock.

[Angel]

The jelly monster inserted itself, going as deep as it could instantly. And it could go deeply, for sure.

As the two other grinweasels watched, they chittered back and forth, eagerly awaiting her ass. They wanted both of her holes, and wanted to ruin them both. Was only natural for them.