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The first chapter is finished ^_^ This is mainly the introductory chapter to our character, and the world will be more fleshed out as we go.
I've already designed three creatures for this world, but if anyone has more ideas to share, I'm totally open to them - PM me with ideas, and post what you think of the story here! I'll add more chapters to the first post as I write them.
Enjoy!
EDIT: Thanks to Nunu for cleaning up this topic when that spambot ran through it.
I've already designed three creatures for this world, but if anyone has more ideas to share, I'm totally open to them - PM me with ideas, and post what you think of the story here! I'll add more chapters to the first post as I write them.
Enjoy!
Mystic Girl
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Based on the notes of LineMarvel
Chapter 1: Jumper
In hindsight, hiding in that cave had been a bad idea.
It was the second week Linae had been on the road, four weeks since she'd left her little village to travel the world, bringing only her tribal outfit, a light spear, and her small knowledge of tribal magic. Her plan had been to use the map a traveling caravan had traded her, but the map was either outdated or blatantly wrong, and she'd been wandering lost for quite some time in a dusty valley interspersed with hills, rocky cliffs, and small caves.
So today, when a rainstorm was approaching from the west, she'd taken shelter in one of the small caves. It was only now, as she was dragged back out of the cave, kicking and struggling, held slightly aloft by a trio of diminutive brown creatures with long red tentacles, that she thought she'd made a significant mistake.
Her spear had been dropped when she was first attacked; the creatures had looked friendly, almost cute, but when she'd given one a small pet, she'd promptly been seized up by all three and carried out into the rain.
The creatures of Linae's world were very rarely vicious, and almost never violent. No, the main danger was to one's chastity. So when one of the little tombstone-shaped creatures slowly slid her thong loincloth away, she quickly weighed her options. On the one hand, she could try to bring her magic to bear on the creatures. But it wasn't particularly strong and she had no idea how much effect it would have, or if it would simply piss the little things off, and there were cliffs dangerously near, near enough for her to fear being hurled off one.
The second option was, of course...
"AHHH!"
Linae cried out as a tentacle buried itself in her womanhood, her position being changed so she was suspended upside-down in midair, her arms hanging down and her legs spread, as two of the creatures held her with one tentacle each. Their other tentacles, for each creature had two, were busy with the rest of her. One slid a red feeler over her chest, tugging away the gold chestpiece she wore and letting her breasts bounce free before it slid between them. The other slid it's free tentacle into her mouth, muffling any more cries of pleasure or protest she could make. The third was busy with penetrating her, it's free tentacle not yet being utilized, but twitching now and then in the air as the creature made little 'ooro' sounds, it's innocent eyes belying it's actions.
For her part, Linae was left to a series of loud muffled moans and groans, her face flushed with embarrassment and pleasure, her eyes half-closed as she shivered and writhed a bit in the creatures' grasps.
It wasn't her first time experiencing a monster's touch; she'd had some run-ins with Beetlefaunts at the village - knee-high, leg-length shelled creatures with a row of phallic shaped ridges on the back of their smooth shells, which vibrated as they scuttled along, meaning that any prey that they happened to snatch up with their single long green feelers would likely find herself planted there for "safe-keeping" and a wild ride of pleasure, until the creature had absorbed enough of whatever it wanted from her climax and let her go.
This, however, was totally different, and though her mind flicked through various ways to get free, in truth Linae was loving her vulnerable position, loving the feel of the thick, slick tentacles between her tits and in her mouth for her tongue to taste (they were surprisingly sweet) and pounding in and out of her wet hot core.
So her last moan as she finally hit her climax was partly one of regret, as the monsters slowly set her down on her back, ever so gently, before promptly blowing loads of white sticky fluid from their tentacles all over her. Satisfied, the creatures returned to their cave, and a moment later Linae's pack and her spear were thrown through the cave entrance, landing not far from her.
The rain was cool on her skin, already washing away the monster's cum, and she reminded herself of how happy she was that monsters and humans weren't compatible for mating. Weakly, Linae got to her feet, pulling her blue thong loincloth and gold chestpiece back on, tightening her blue boots and armguards and checking her silver hoop earrings again. Finally, with a quick readjustment of her tousled turquoise hair, she slung her pack over her back and hefted her spear, using it as a staff for support.
Before she could try to stumble away, one of the creatures shuffled back out of the cave, and she didn't notice it until it was nearly at her ankle. She looked down, fearing another abrupt stripping, but the creature was dragging a wooden box behind it, and one of it's feelers flicked open the lid.
Inside were a variety of treasures, shiny jewels and shimmering ore, probably collected by the creatures from their own caves.
This was another odd practice of some monsters - when a monster considered itself defeated, it would sometimes present the one who bested it with some sort of treasure or item it had found, usually things that could be used by a human (although there was always the occasional bone or plant or something that wasn't worth much). Apparently, Linae thought, the monsters thought that she'd worn them out and that it equivalized a defeat.
So she looked through the treasure, a thoughtful "hmm" sliding from her lips. She pushed aside some of the jewels and paused - there, buried in the box, was a weathered piece of parchment. She drew it up and out, and let out a small laugh of surprise - it was a map, and by the looks of it a recent one, detailing enough of the land to show her village, the canyon, mountains to the north, the sea to the south, and several other villages and cities scattered around.
She slid the map into her pack, reaching a hand over towards the little creature and patting it's head - they were rather cute after all.
The smack of a feeler across her rump suddenly brought to mind that petting one of the things had started all of this, and she had just enough time to think that maybe the yellow band that crossed the creature's head was a pleasure spot for them before she was bent over the wooden box with one feeler, her hands bound at the wrist, her thong loincloth being pulled down again by the monster.
As she began to be penetrated again, Linae resolved that it might be a good idea to keep notes from now on about the creatures she'd met.
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Based on the notes of LineMarvel
Chapter 1: Jumper
In hindsight, hiding in that cave had been a bad idea.
It was the second week Linae had been on the road, four weeks since she'd left her little village to travel the world, bringing only her tribal outfit, a light spear, and her small knowledge of tribal magic. Her plan had been to use the map a traveling caravan had traded her, but the map was either outdated or blatantly wrong, and she'd been wandering lost for quite some time in a dusty valley interspersed with hills, rocky cliffs, and small caves.
So today, when a rainstorm was approaching from the west, she'd taken shelter in one of the small caves. It was only now, as she was dragged back out of the cave, kicking and struggling, held slightly aloft by a trio of diminutive brown creatures with long red tentacles, that she thought she'd made a significant mistake.
Her spear had been dropped when she was first attacked; the creatures had looked friendly, almost cute, but when she'd given one a small pet, she'd promptly been seized up by all three and carried out into the rain.
The creatures of Linae's world were very rarely vicious, and almost never violent. No, the main danger was to one's chastity. So when one of the little tombstone-shaped creatures slowly slid her thong loincloth away, she quickly weighed her options. On the one hand, she could try to bring her magic to bear on the creatures. But it wasn't particularly strong and she had no idea how much effect it would have, or if it would simply piss the little things off, and there were cliffs dangerously near, near enough for her to fear being hurled off one.
The second option was, of course...
"AHHH!"
Linae cried out as a tentacle buried itself in her womanhood, her position being changed so she was suspended upside-down in midair, her arms hanging down and her legs spread, as two of the creatures held her with one tentacle each. Their other tentacles, for each creature had two, were busy with the rest of her. One slid a red feeler over her chest, tugging away the gold chestpiece she wore and letting her breasts bounce free before it slid between them. The other slid it's free tentacle into her mouth, muffling any more cries of pleasure or protest she could make. The third was busy with penetrating her, it's free tentacle not yet being utilized, but twitching now and then in the air as the creature made little 'ooro' sounds, it's innocent eyes belying it's actions.
For her part, Linae was left to a series of loud muffled moans and groans, her face flushed with embarrassment and pleasure, her eyes half-closed as she shivered and writhed a bit in the creatures' grasps.
It wasn't her first time experiencing a monster's touch; she'd had some run-ins with Beetlefaunts at the village - knee-high, leg-length shelled creatures with a row of phallic shaped ridges on the back of their smooth shells, which vibrated as they scuttled along, meaning that any prey that they happened to snatch up with their single long green feelers would likely find herself planted there for "safe-keeping" and a wild ride of pleasure, until the creature had absorbed enough of whatever it wanted from her climax and let her go.
This, however, was totally different, and though her mind flicked through various ways to get free, in truth Linae was loving her vulnerable position, loving the feel of the thick, slick tentacles between her tits and in her mouth for her tongue to taste (they were surprisingly sweet) and pounding in and out of her wet hot core.
So her last moan as she finally hit her climax was partly one of regret, as the monsters slowly set her down on her back, ever so gently, before promptly blowing loads of white sticky fluid from their tentacles all over her. Satisfied, the creatures returned to their cave, and a moment later Linae's pack and her spear were thrown through the cave entrance, landing not far from her.
The rain was cool on her skin, already washing away the monster's cum, and she reminded herself of how happy she was that monsters and humans weren't compatible for mating. Weakly, Linae got to her feet, pulling her blue thong loincloth and gold chestpiece back on, tightening her blue boots and armguards and checking her silver hoop earrings again. Finally, with a quick readjustment of her tousled turquoise hair, she slung her pack over her back and hefted her spear, using it as a staff for support.
Before she could try to stumble away, one of the creatures shuffled back out of the cave, and she didn't notice it until it was nearly at her ankle. She looked down, fearing another abrupt stripping, but the creature was dragging a wooden box behind it, and one of it's feelers flicked open the lid.
Inside were a variety of treasures, shiny jewels and shimmering ore, probably collected by the creatures from their own caves.
This was another odd practice of some monsters - when a monster considered itself defeated, it would sometimes present the one who bested it with some sort of treasure or item it had found, usually things that could be used by a human (although there was always the occasional bone or plant or something that wasn't worth much). Apparently, Linae thought, the monsters thought that she'd worn them out and that it equivalized a defeat.
So she looked through the treasure, a thoughtful "hmm" sliding from her lips. She pushed aside some of the jewels and paused - there, buried in the box, was a weathered piece of parchment. She drew it up and out, and let out a small laugh of surprise - it was a map, and by the looks of it a recent one, detailing enough of the land to show her village, the canyon, mountains to the north, the sea to the south, and several other villages and cities scattered around.
She slid the map into her pack, reaching a hand over towards the little creature and patting it's head - they were rather cute after all.
The smack of a feeler across her rump suddenly brought to mind that petting one of the things had started all of this, and she had just enough time to think that maybe the yellow band that crossed the creature's head was a pleasure spot for them before she was bent over the wooden box with one feeler, her hands bound at the wrist, her thong loincloth being pulled down again by the monster.
As she began to be penetrated again, Linae resolved that it might be a good idea to keep notes from now on about the creatures she'd met.
EDIT: Thanks to Nunu for cleaning up this topic when that spambot ran through it.
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