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Demi-God Bradley Isharian Demi-God Registered Posts: 19 | Prime Welcome to Prime, the mainstaple of Duamutef's glorious worlds. Please be patient while you are converted into soulbody and processed into a viable form for your amusement. Please be patient, this can take several eons....... ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... ......... Walking through the forest with her staff in hand, dressed in a blue witch's gown that exposes her succulent breasts, Bianca searches the forest for her other partners. They had been seperated from her after a pack of hungry kari ambushed them, and she can only hope they haven't been devoured and are even now being processed in thick, smelly kari shit. The red headed beauty is a lust sorceress, specializing in wizardry that charms the mind and sets the body's passions aflame. Her meals generally squirm in delicious pleasure until they are melted away into a thick soup, orgasming repeatedly. Her body naturally produces a faint pheremone, that sparks the passions of lust in even the most primative of creatures. On several occasions she has wandered through this very forest and been attacked by snakes or leeches, only to find herself in the middle of an orgy instead of a digestive tract. That is far from her mind, however, as she can only hope her friends are still alive. Last edited by Demi-God Bradley on 5-8-2007 03:05PM ____________________ Ishara Rule #1: Live to eat, eat to live Ishara Rule #2: No matter how beautiful they are, they all look the same after a few hours in your belly Ishara Rule #3: Keep your friends close, like, inside your belly. | ||||||
| 4-22-2007 06:42PM |
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Duamutef Aspiring God of Vore  Administrator Posts: 72 | (Somewhere, Lerania is thinking "Eons? Come on, the waiting list isn't THAT long...is it?") Litrali's fingers clutched deeply into the bark of the tree, her poor fae heart still racing even though there was no sign of their attackers. She did her best to keep her body behind the leaves, but the black, white and purple lace of her dress did little to camoflauge her. Her body was pressed hard against the mighty tree, almost as though she were hoping she could retreat inside it like her dryad cousins. She cursed the shining sun above her. For most it was a reassuring thing, bringing warmth and revealing hidden dangers with it's light, but Litrali was no friend of the light. As an Onyx, she could only hide herself within the shadows, and there were none so dark here as to allow her invisibility at all, let alone safe travel. The sun would set in a few hours, but her companions could be long gone by then. As she thought of taking flight to find them, she unconsciously reached back and touched the stinging holes and rips in her delicate, crystalline wings. The Karis knew their prey--their spears had gone straight for them. The cuts in her body just didn't seem to matter when compared to her beautiful wings. They would heal, but something about seeing them like this made her feel strangely sad. She might be able to fly, but it could be intensely painful. Suddenly, there was a faint but familiar scent in the air--that one-of-a-kind smell could only be Bianca. She couldn't see her, but it at least gave her hope enough to climb down from the tree and start making her way through the forest. As she walked through the soft grass, her heart immediately started racing again. She reached down to her waist and drew a slim, curved dagger. She had previously possessed a pair of them, but the other had been kicked from her hand during the battle, and she wasn't about to go back for it alone. Her footfalls were utterly silent as she looked for Bianca, and she forced herself to control her breathing. Nonetheless she was wary that an attack could happen at any time... | ||||||
| 5-1-2007 09:49PM |
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Demi-God Bradley Isharian Demi-God Registered Posts: 19 | As kinky and free loving as a lust mage is, if Bianca were to have a special place in her heart for a particular type of creature, it would be succubi and faeries. Something about these two types of creatures does something that brings her general lusty mind to new heights. So, naturally, she would have friends of both races. The fact that both fae and succubi can appreciate her seductive arts and lusty pheremones also help make these friendships mutual. Hearing rustling in the bushes, Bianca turns, staff raised, ready to fling a fireball at whatever comes out of the bushes, only to find her friend, Litrali, wings tattered and torn. "By the Goddess! Litrali!" she gasps as she rushes over to assist her friend. Attachment: Hgirl48_a.jpg ____________________ Ishara Rule #1: Live to eat, eat to live Ishara Rule #2: No matter how beautiful they are, they all look the same after a few hours in your belly Ishara Rule #3: Keep your friends close, like, inside your belly. | ||||||
| 5-8-2007 03:16PM |
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Duamutef Aspiring God of Vore Administrator Posts: 72 | Litrali practically jumps at the sudden noise, but her face quickly fills with relief as she sees Bianca. She raises her hand reassuringly. "I'm alright. Has there been any sign of the others?" she says, looking back and forth, half for their other companions, half for more monsters that may be planning to pounce... | ||||||
| 5-9-2007 12:33AM |
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Demi-God Bradley Isharian Demi-God Registered Posts: 19 | Bianca shakes her head sadly. "No, I got seperated after using my pheremones to lure away some of the karis. Six of them went after me, and I was barely able to avoid becoming tit fat." she says. Although her primary magic is lust oriented, Bianca is also a fairly adapt fire magic user, able to hurl large fireballs and cause small explosions. However, fire magic isn't the best magic to use at close range, as she can get scorched if she is too close to the point of impact. ____________________ Ishara Rule #1: Live to eat, eat to live Ishara Rule #2: No matter how beautiful they are, they all look the same after a few hours in your belly Ishara Rule #3: Keep your friends close, like, inside your belly. | ||||||
| 5-14-2007 12:36AM |
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Duamutef Aspiring God of Vore Administrator Posts: 72 | Litrali winces uncomfortably at the idea of becoming tit fat. "If they went after you, maybe a few of them got away," she says hopefully. She would be a lot more comfortable in a group. She was a faerie; a dancer and an artist at heart. Though she had been forced to do it enough times, fighting just wasn't in her nature. She wasn't herself when she fought. Her mind vanished and she leapt back and forth, knives flashing, blood spattering...and every time the hot crimson liquid spattered against her, soaking her dress and dripping from her skin, something in the back of her mind was horrified, but morbidly pleased at the same time... Sometimes she wondered if she feared monsters more when she was losing or when she was winning. "I think we should have a look around where they were last seen..." The two suddenly heard a noise in the distance...it sounded like a battle howl, the kind that monsters sometimes gave when they wanted to gather others to them. "...I hope it wasn't in that direction." | ||||||
| 5-17-2007 02:24AM |
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Guest (27) | Kitrell the succubus was having a very bad day. First she had inexplicably woken up in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep. Then Bianca had gotten the harebrained idea to take a "shortcut" to the town they had been travelling to. Naturally, this had resulted in a kari attack, during which she had gotten eaten. She had managed to cut her way out of the stomach of the beastie, but her favorite shirt now had holes in it so big it left practically nothing to the imagination. The exhibitionism she didn't mind, but it was still her favorite shirt, for crying out loud! Her sword's sheath was gone, but the blade was fortunately still untarnished and sharp. She also had some rather painful chemical burns on about half her body. Kitrell had also, upon seeing they were outnumbered, tried to take flight. Once she was sure she was clear, she had risked a look back. Bad move. The tree she hit had to be at least a yard thick. Now, judging from the fact that it hurt to breathe, she was pretty sure she had a cracked rib. After falling from the sky, she had blacked out. Judging from the position of the sun, she had lost a couple hours. She heard voices, but a whiff of a pheromone she knew about as well as her own measurments-37DD, 26, 36-convinced her these were friends, not foes. Unless Bianca was negotiating with a kari that sounded exactly like Litrali, Kitrell had found what was left of the party. Or she had hit her head harder than she'd thought when she flew into that tree and was now hallucinating. Kitrell decided to hope on the theory that she was among friends and go say "Hello". When she did, Litrali jumped 10 feet high. Seemed like that course in moving silently had worked. | ||||||
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Duamutef Aspiring God of Vore Administrator Posts: 72 | Litrali gasped and panted after the momentary shock of hearing Kitrell's voice. She sometimes wondered if they snuck up on her on purpose just to see her jump. Some of her friends back home had joked that with as jumpy as she was, she should have been a Ruby, not an Onyx. She didn't consider herself jumpy, however...it's just that when you've come within an inch of becoming kari food, you get a bit paranoid. Of course, she was ALWAYS paranoid when Kitrell was around...though she had always seemed friendly enough, Succubi were known for their "fondness" of faeries. Specifically, they were fond of the way they tasted. (Then again, succubi seemed to be fond of the way just about every race tasted...) The fact that she could never tell for sure whether Kitrell was teasing her didn't help. Litrali winced as she saw Kitrell's condition. "So...I guess they caught you, but you gave them indigestion...?" | ||||||
| 5-22-2007 11:55PM |
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Demi-God Bradley Isharian Demi-God Registered Posts: 19 | Bianca also jumps a bit from Litrali's jump. She wipes a sweatdrop from her brow and looks down at Kitrell, "Oh dear, did you get gulped again. I swear, sometimes you succubi like being eaten almost as much as eating." Of course, it isn't that Kitrell likes being eaten, it's just that when Bianca's around she always finds herself crawling her way up some monsters guts. Getting on her knees, Bianca helps the succubus up and guides her mouth to her breast. The sweet aroma of Bianca's pheremones fill Kitrell's nostrils, and the urge to suck the sexy redhead's breast is unbearable. Being a lust mage, Bianca has come up with some inavative ways to restore allies health and mana, all involving sexual contact of some kind. The fact that Kitrell is a succubus just makes Bianca's sexual healing spells twice as effective on her, since succubi are sensuality incarnate. "Come on, sweety, drink up." Bianca coo's as her breast begins dripping sweet honey down the succubus' throat. ____________________ Ishara Rule #1: Live to eat, eat to live Ishara Rule #2: No matter how beautiful they are, they all look the same after a few hours in your belly Ishara Rule #3: Keep your friends close, like, inside your belly. | ||||||
| 5-27-2007 08:41PM |
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Darth Jend Registered Posts: 2 | (Note: I forgot my password earlier, and the forum software Duamutef is using doesn't offer password recovery. My account had to be deleted, and I had to create a new one. For the record, I am the same guy that posted the earlier reply about Kitrell, and I apologize for any confusion this has caused.) Kitrell, having been on the recieving end of one of Bianca's healing spells before, smiles as she feels her burns healing, her rib knitting, and her flower start to get damp. "Oh, yeah," she thought, "This is exactly what I needed." She reached a hand around and started to undo the laces holding Bianca's dress on. Last edited by Darth Jend on 6-7-2007 08:49PM | ||||||
| 6-7-2007 08:47PM |
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Duamutef Aspiring God of Vore Administrator Posts: 72 | Litrali turns her head and tries not to blush, despite having seen Bianca's shenanigans with a dozen other people before--including herself, albeit under more private circumstances. She walks silently through the grass and sits against a tree, her hand resting on her sole remaining dagger as her eyes look back and forth over the horizon. | ||||||
| 6-9-2007 05:50PM |
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Demi-God Bradley Isharian Demi-God Registered Posts: 19 | Bianca helps shrug off her clothing, quickly pulling down her pink panties to leave herself naked in the succubus' arms. Although this is one of the more dangerous times to make love, Bianca's need to make love is almost as spontanious and compelling as the urge to poop, when you gotta lay, you gotta lay. Pushing her lips against Kitrell's, she begins to grind her juicy flower against the succubus', her arousal filling the immediate area. If one thing could be said about Bianca, it is that her solution to every situation is sex. When crammed into the stomach of a monster, she will begin frigging herself and rubbing her body against the monster's innards. So far, she has always been saved before she can be digested, but her eagerness for a good lay can sometimes cause dangerous situations. Kissing Kitrell with passion, the pair swap spit as the lovely, heart shaped ass shakes and shimmies as she grinds her flower against the succubus'. ____________________ Ishara Rule #1: Live to eat, eat to live Ishara Rule #2: No matter how beautiful they are, they all look the same after a few hours in your belly Ishara Rule #3: Keep your friends close, like, inside your belly. | ||||||
| 6-11-2007 05:35PM |
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Darth Jend Registered Posts: 2 | Kitrell dropped her sword, came up for air, and managed to take of what's left of her shirt. "Bianca, you do know how to make a demon happy," she said as she slipped off her pants and panties, revealing her nicely shaved flower. With that last barrier taken care of, she grabbed Bianca by the waist, pulled her down on the ground, and began to lick at Bianca's flower. | ||||||
| 6-27-2007 09:20PM |
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Demi-God Bradley Isharian Demi-God Registered Posts: 19 | (Been waiting for someone to join the RP. Guess no one feels like jumping in yet. Monsters could still be lurking in the forest, and the trio might have had other partners who were seperated during the battles with the kari's. We have yet to establish what they are even doing out here, perhaps a quest?) Bianca smiles lustily at Kitrell before losing all abadoment and 69'ing the succubus, burying her head into the lovely snatch as she grinds her own flower down on Kitrell's face. The smell of girl-on-girl sex, loaded with powerful pheremones, fills the glade as Bianca bucks and squirms on top of the succubus, her moans vibrating down her tongue as she laps and whirls her tongue within Kitrell's lovely folds. ____________________ Ishara Rule #1: Live to eat, eat to live Ishara Rule #2: No matter how beautiful they are, they all look the same after a few hours in your belly Ishara Rule #3: Keep your friends close, like, inside your belly. | ||||||
| 7-6-2007 05:15PM |
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Bazil Rat Registered Posts: 5 | There's the soft pad of hoof-falls as Carolyn Whitefeather approaches the clearing, smelling the air. She chuckles at the scent, her bow held low, but with an arrow nocked. She lurks at the edge of the clearing, lowering her hindquarters to watch! | ||||||
| 7-9-2007 09:51AM |
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Demi-God Bradley Isharian Demi-God Registered Posts: 19 | There is no doubt that as the centauress approaches the clearing, she will smell the powerful pheremones of the red headed Lust Mage, making the centauress feel a warm tingling in her loins as she grows aroused. There is also no doubt that as she peers through the bushes that she would see an unusual group of partners, a faerie, a girl, and a succubus. What is uncertain is, as she watches the succubus and girl 69'ing each other, inhaling the erotic pheremones, how will she react? After all, not every creature goes into a lusty frenzy when smelling Bianca's pheremones, some can control their urges for awhile. ____________________ Ishara Rule #1: Live to eat, eat to live Ishara Rule #2: No matter how beautiful they are, they all look the same after a few hours in your belly Ishara Rule #3: Keep your friends close, like, inside your belly. | ||||||
| 7-9-2007 03:18PM |
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Bazil Rat Registered Posts: 5 | Carolyn removes the arrow from her bow, and slips it back into her hip-quiver. While she does feel a moistening tingle at the base of her tail, she keeps her lust under control and loops an arm through her bow, before folding both arms across her chest. She explodes into action at about the moment of climax, unslinging her bow, nocking an arrow, drawing it, and loosing in a single, fluid action, the arow singing through the air, barely missing Bianca and Kitrell- it's so close at least one of them should feel the wind from it! From the other side of the clearing, there's a squawk, a puff of feathers, and a curse that, even for a Harpy, is remarkably foul, and imaginitive. "Same to you! Get off our lands!" The centauress smirks, her hand hovering near her quiver in an obvious threat to the obnoxious avian. "Evening, ladies." She waves amiably as it departs. "Are you aware you're close to Whitefeather Clan lands?" She's wearing a white blouse, with black-and-gold Naval tabs on the shoulders- marking her as one of the Whitefeather's few ship-based Seafarers, and a captain at that. | ||||||
| 7-10-2007 07:21PM |
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Bazil Rat Registered Posts: 5 | ((HELLO?!?)) | ||||||
| 11-6-2007 07:48AM |
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Bazil Rat Registered Posts: 5 | Is there anyone here? C'mon! | ||||||
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