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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Oberon**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Kind, caring, and protective towards Bryn. He communicates effectively through mental connections and appears to be responsible and organized.\n - Special Abilities: As a behir-blood, Oberon can activate his abilities to pass through solid objects (like water) and navigate underground spaces easily.\n - Relationships:\n * Bonded with Bryn, allowing him to connect mentally and share thoughts.\n * In a romantic relationship with Maylis.\n * Concerned about Titania's presence within him.\n\n2. **Bryn**:\n - Appearance: Curvy blue girl with gigantic breasts (new development).\n - Personality: Friendly, helpful, and enthusiastic. She's initially unsure about her new abilities but quickly adapts.\n - Special Abilities: As part of the group, Bryn develops the ability to manipulate shadows, which allows her to perform tasks like fetching items from a distance.\n - Relationships:\n * Mentally connected with Oberon.\n * Part of a close-knit group including Lorelai, Dahlia, Ciel, and Maylis.\n\n3. **Maylis**:\n - Appearance: Tall, muscular, green-skinned orc.\n - Personality: Focused, determined, and skilled in combat.\n - Special Abilities: Practicing techniques to empower her lunging attacks.\n - Relationships:\n * Romantic partner of Oberon.\n * Part of the same close-knit group as Bryn and the others.\n\n4. **Titania**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Her presence is felt, but her personality isn't detailed in the provided text.\n - Special Abilities: Unknown, but her existence affects Oberon's mind and memories.\n - Relationships:\n * Present within Oberon's mind, potentially influencing his thoughts and actions.\n\n5. **Ciel**, **Lorelai**, **Dahlia**:\n - These characters' personalities, special abilities, and relationships are not extensively explored in the provided text.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n* **Bond between Oberon and Bryn**: Allows for mental communication and shared thoughts. Their connection helps Bryn develop her abilities and understand her role in the group.\n* **Oberon's Behir-Blood Ability**: Grants him the power to pass through solid objects and navigate underground spaces.\n* **Shadow Manipulation**: Bryn learns to control shadows, enabling her to accomplish various tasks remotely.\n* **Mental Connection**: Characters can sense each other's emotions and thoughts to some extent, facilitating teamwork and understanding.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **The Pot**: Used for cooking meals, requiring ingredients and spices.\n2. **Shroud**: A mysterious, dark energy binding that forms on Bryn's arms, allowing her to manipulate shadows and interact with objects at a distance.\n3. **Box from the Tournament**: Contains a powerful enchantment making it indestructible and secure. It can only be opened by Oberon using specific magical resonance.\n4. **Fantasia**: A book containing random information, trivia, and knowledge on various subjects, including medical uses for leeches and fermenting dung into drinking alcohol.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n* **Magic System**: Magic exists and can be detected or manipulated by certain individuals, such as Oberon.\n* **Regalia**: Possibly related to magic or enchanted items, though its exact nature and function aren't specified.\n* **Indestructibility**: Certain objects, like the box from the tournament, possess magical properties that make them resistant to damage or destruction.\n* **Binary Star System**: Mentioned as existing in the world outside the ruins within Oberon's mind.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n* **Lorivas World**: Features a binary star system and diverse geography, including forests, hills, cliffs, and a bog.\n* **Politics and Social Hierarchies**: Not explicitly discussed in the provided text.\n* **Magical Creatures**: Mention of behirs, orcs, elves, and other creatures implies a rich fantasy world with diverse magical beings.\n* **History and Events**: The ruined city and cataclysmic moon event hint at significant historical events shaping the world of Lorivas.\n\nThis summary provides an in-depth look at the characters, their abilities, relationships, and interactions within the world of Lorivas.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hey, Bryn?\" You glance at the curvy blue girl, and then jerk your head towards the pot. \"Would you have a look at that, for me? It smells, uh...a little off.\"\n\n\"Sure! I’m not that good of a cook, though,\" Bryn answers readily, and bounds away from your side. She hunkers down by the fire, her new, gigantic tits squishing together as she reaches up and pops the lid open. \n\nYou close your eyes, using your bond with Bryn to see through her eyes into the pot’s interior. It’s worse than you thought! Someone’s boiling the equivalent of onion stew, with no ingredients but salt, water, and onion. It’s not inedible, but it’ll be incredibly gross and unfulfilling. You clear your throat, and speak into Bryn’s mind. Right. I think we can do a bit better than this, don’t you? Think through the ingredients you have in your pack for me, please.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nOoh! Bryn gasps internally, her mind roiling as your connection to her and the ramifications of that connection suddenly sink in. Then she smiles, and her mind fills with quick flashes of potatoes, carrots, canned pork, smoked fish, chicken jerky, a collection of spices you’re not familiar with, rice, flour, sugar...she and Ciel got lots of ingredients. You smile, and then pat Bryn on the back.\n\nCould you get a few things for me? You don’t need to stand up to snag them, just use the shroud. You take a knee by the cook pot as Bryn blinks, her black-backed eyes widening as she realizes that actually is something she can do, now. At her will, the shroud extends from the dark bindings it forms on her arms and slips silently into her bag a dozen feet away. You think of the things you need, and one by one Bryn delivers them to you.\n\nCarrots, potatoes, rice, chicken jerky and a few spices that you pick out for being somewhat suitable are chopped and go into the pot, with a little bit of flour and sugar to round out the mix. You stir it, ensuring the chicken jerky is towards the bottom, and then, satisfied that the spices you’ve picked are alright, you close the pot back up. Bryn beams at you, as suddenly far more appetizing smells fill the camp. \"That’s amazing! I can do so much more now...and I think I just learned a lot about cooking that I didn’t know, too. Being able to talk to you mentally is so useful!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"It really is.\" You smile and pat Bryn on the back, then peck her lightly on the cheek. \"Would you watch the pot for me? I feel like Maylis has been gone for a while, and I’d like to step away for a sec and check on her.\"\n\n\"Sure!\" Bryn nods, and you pat her on the back again and turn away. With a light, even leap forward, you plunge headfirst into the ground – passing through it as easily as if it were made of water, as your behir-blood activates. You find yourself sinking down into darkness, darkness filled with shapes and surfaces outlined by your electric senses. You can sense everything in the forest, more or less – and that includes Maylis’s distinct footfalls, as she moves a little ways from camp. \n\nYou swim towards her but find your path blocked by ancient roots, forcing you to swim right and then left as you struggle to navigate the forest’s underground. Eventually, however, you reach the orc’s location and rise up, sticking your head out of the ground beneath the branches of a large bush.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA small clearing opens up just ahead, barely ten feet across. In the midst of it, Maylis’s tall, muscular, green-skinned form stands, practicing. Her legs sweep in precise, hardened patterns, her hands fanning through the air and snapping shut into fists as she moves through the patterns of a particular form. As she does so, you realize her muscles are gradually glistening more and more, as if her skin itself is under pressure, compressing the muscle beneath. Indeed, her muscles are very slightly shrinking. Is that...the technique Ergi’en used to empower her lunging attacks, earlier?\n\nWhatever Maylis is practicing, she seems really focused on it. Seeing as how she’s not in danger or anything, you decide not to disrupt her focus. You dive back into the earth, and work your way back to camp. \n\nBefore you surface, you stop and stretch out your electric sense through the ground. A web of lifeforce flows along with that sense, seeking out anything that might be dangerous. It spreads on and on through the forest, your senses passing beyond its edges of the woods and down the hill to the south, and along the cliffs to the north. It’s only then, when your awareness stretches so far out that you start to feel the awful mire of the bog, that you decide everything is fine. There’s nothing dangerous lurking nearby that you need to worry about.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou rise up out of the earth, content that the camp is safe, and drop onto a large flat rock beside the fire.The girls have gathered up to eat, excluding Maylis, of course. Bryn tucks her spoon into the corner of her mouth and smiles at you, while Lorelai raises a hand and waves gratefully from her sleeping mat. Ciel taps the side of her bowl in a sort of half-saluting appreciation for the food, while Dahlia scowls at you like you just kicked her puppy. She’s still eating, though.\n\nSmiling, you accept a bowl as Bryn spoons it out for you. It’s good, even though the spices used weren’t exactly what you’re used to. It has a sort of curry-like hint to it, even though it’s much more of a hearty European taste in general. It’s an interestingly flavored meal, and very filling and warming besides.\n\nYou eat quite a lot quicker than the others, so while Lorelai gestures with a spoon to Bryn’s new, shadowy appearance and comments on her suddenly massive breasts, you set your empty bowl aside. There is something you’ve been meaning to set straight, and this is a fine time for it. It will only take an instant; it’s nothing anyone else here will even notice...and you need to confirm that Titania is still in you, and not wandering around Serene’s somehow.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nLetting out a deep breath, you close your eyes and slip two slim fibers of your own hair into your ears. You’re not sure if it’s even possible to use your hair to enter your own mind, but it’s worth giving a shot. An electric jolt passes through your hair and into your head...and suddenly you’re much less unsure about the limits of your mental diving.\n\nThe world seems to jolt around you, like the slides on a movie projector changing – and then the campfire and the girls are gone. Instead, you find yourself in the midst of a field of tall, blue-green grass. It shifts, rustling on a warm breeze, a churning field of rustling grass that almost looks like the waves of an ocean stretching out all around you. Those waves brush against your boots, and rustle against strange, pale stone ruins that stand out from amidst the fields.\n\nThe ruins are vast. Square stone columns ten feet thick rise in cracked and crumbling enormity to support the remains of ancient arches and aqueducts. Great blocks lie scattered amidst the grass, each one at least forty tons in weight just based on their size. These aren’t distant ruins, either; you’re sitting on one! The blocky lap of a massive, angular statue supports you from beneath, though from the hips up, the statue has been completely smashed and stripped away, leaving not even a pebble in the grass to indicate where the top half has gone.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou blink up at the ruined state –for even though you’re seated in its lap and the statue is broken off at the hips, you still have to look up to see its top. Beyond the statue’s rough, broken top edge, you see an incredibly bright blue sky that stretches off endlessly above you. Vast, burning yellow spheres hang within that infinitely distant sky – suns, two of them burning in parallel. A binary star.\n\nThis is your mind? You frown deeply as you climb off of the statue’s lap, landing amidst thigh-deep grass. It rustles around you as you wander forward, glancing from side to side. Where’s the deck from your dreams? The forested countryside? Titania? All of this looks completely...alien, and strange. And deserted. Where are you supposed to be?\n\nAs you wander, the ruins around you gradually grow more dense, clustering together more solidly with less moss widening the cracks between stones and fewer collapsed arches mounded up in heaps. Then, as you’re preoccupied staring at a set of tall, triangular roofs off in the distance – you trip over the lip of something, and stumble forward into the basin of a massive fountain. Its outer edge is sunken level with the ground, while its depths stretch easily ten feet down...and yet, you don’t fall at all thanks to what’s filling it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe fountain is dry, and yet filled to the brim with blue. Thousands upon thousands of glittering blue gemstones lie at your feet, filling the fountain with shimmering reflections of your own glowing blue eyes. Cut and uncut alike, they lie piled in countless numbers, filling up the space of a half dozen Olympic swimming pools with sapphires, aquamarines, blue topazes and kyanite jewels, and a dozen more varieties of gem you don’t know besides. But...why are they there?\n\nYou step gingerly back out of the fountain, feeling a bit guilty for walking on such beautiful jewels. Almost immediately you realize the foolishness of that; this is in your mind! It’s not like any real gems are being damaged, or anything. Feeling foolish, and brush a hand against your cloak and give the fountain and its reflected eyes one final glance, and then you move on.\n\nThe ruins ahead grow denser and denser, until the blue fields of grass are left behind and you find yourself wandering down cracked gray streets between buildings of strange, angular design. Sharp corners and blocky columns stand atop a street that itself was laid in massive, 20 foot long solid stone blocks. It’s staggering to think of something like this actually being made without multiple cranes to lower it into place, though given what you know about magic on Alaktev, it’s not impossible it could be done by just one mage. Why is any of this in your head, though? Why is it all so...desolate? You haven’t seen so much as a caterpillar, let alone any sign of Titania – or of people in general.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Oberon**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Kind, caring, and protective towards Bryn. He communicates effectively through mental connections and appears to be responsible and organized.\n - Special Abilities: As a behir-blood, Oberon can activate his abilities to pass through solid objects (like water) and navigate underground spaces easily.\n - Relationships:\n * Bonded with Bryn, allowing him to connect mentally and share thoughts.\n * In a romantic relationship with Maylis.\n * Concerned about Titania's presence within him.\n\n2. **Bryn**:\n - Appearance: Curvy blue girl with gigantic breasts (new development).\n - Personality: Friendly, helpful, and enthusiastic. She's initially unsure about her new abilities but quickly adapts.\n - Special Abilities: As part of the group, Bryn develops the ability to manipulate shadows, which allows her to perform tasks like fetching items from a distance.\n - Relationships:\n * Mentally connected with Oberon.\n * Part of a close-knit group including Lorelai, Dahlia, Ciel, and Maylis.\n\n3. **Maylis**:\n - Appearance: Tall, muscular, green-skinned orc.\n - Personality: Focused, determined, and skilled in combat.\n - Special Abilities: Practicing techniques to empower her lunging attacks.\n - Relationships:\n * Romantic partner of Oberon.\n * Part of the same close-knit group as Bryn and the others.\n\n4. **Titania**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Her presence is felt, but her personality isn't detailed in the provided text.\n - Special Abilities: Unknown, but her existence affects Oberon's mind and memories.\n - Relationships:\n * Present within Oberon's mind, potentially influencing his thoughts and actions.\n\n5. **Ciel**, **Lorelai**, **Dahlia**:\n - These characters' personalities, special abilities, and relationships are not extensively explored in the provided text.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n* **Bond between Oberon and Bryn**: Allows for mental communication and shared thoughts. Their connection helps Bryn develop her abilities and understand her role in the group.\n* **Oberon's Behir-Blood Ability**: Grants him the power to pass through solid objects and navigate underground spaces.\n* **Shadow Manipulation**: Bryn learns to control shadows, enabling her to accomplish various tasks remotely.\n* **Mental Connection**: Characters can sense each other's emotions and thoughts to some extent, facilitating teamwork and understanding.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **The Pot**: Used for cooking meals, requiring ingredients and spices.\n2. **Shroud**: A mysterious, dark energy binding that forms on Bryn's arms, allowing her to manipulate shadows and interact with objects at a distance.\n3. **Box from the Tournament**: Contains a powerful enchantment making it indestructible and secure. It can only be opened by Oberon using specific magical resonance.\n4. **Fantasia**: A book containing random information, trivia, and knowledge on various subjects, including medical uses for leeches and fermenting dung into drinking alcohol.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n* **Magic System**: Magic exists and can be detected or manipulated by certain individuals, such as Oberon.\n* **Regalia**: Possibly related to magic or enchanted items, though its exact nature and function aren't specified.\n* **Indestructibility**: Certain objects, like the box from the tournament, possess magical properties that make them resistant to damage or destruction.\n* **Binary Star System**: Mentioned as existing in the world outside the ruins within Oberon's mind.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n* **Lorivas World**: Features a binary star system and diverse geography, including forests, hills, cliffs, and a bog.\n* **Politics and Social Hierarchies**: Not explicitly discussed in the provided text.\n* **Magical Creatures**: Mention of behirs, orcs, elves, and other creatures implies a rich fantasy world with diverse magical beings.\n* **History and Events**: The ruined city and cataclysmic moon event hint at significant historical events shaping the world of Lorivas.\n\nThis summary provides an in-depth look at the characters, their abilities, relationships, and interactions within the world of Lorivas.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou lose yourself in the ruins. Grand, towering galleries and strange, empty halls pass by, towers of stacked, perfectly aligned stones rising like bizarre obelisks from amidst it all. So long do you wander that the sky eventually grows dark, casting strange shadows and patterns of bright silver across the city. Titania isn’t here; no one is here. Nothing is here, except for ruins, and you.\n\nYou’ve just been wasting time! You shake your head in disappointment, as you step beneath a great archway. A large, round chamber opens up beyond the arch, its walls rising in steep steps, as if arranged into benches to observe the floor of the chamber from. The floor itself is hidden by the remains of a great stone dome that has collapsed from overhead, letting brilliant moonlight flow freely across the dome’s shattered remains.\n\nYour eyes are drawn upwards along the beams of moonlight that fill the room, up towards the heavens above – and then they jerk, your eyes snapping wide open in fear. There, hanging high in the sky above you is a vast, far too near moon! Its azure surface is shattered, a mess of ruined, cataclysmic rock – half of which has separated from it in vast triangular wedges that, even as you watch, seem to descend down towards the world! You scream as you feel the weight of the shattered moon bearing down from above, crushing the very air before it. The world is shaking – rumbling as if it’s about to tear apart, and-<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith a jolt, you yank your hair out of your ears and sag forward, gasping for air. What was that? It was all in your head – literally – but...but that moon. You could feel it falling, even though it had to have still been thousands of miles away. What was any of that? Why would that ruined city and doomed world be inside you?\n\nA warm hand presses against your arm, and you blink, looking up to find Bryn gazing at you with concern. You chuckle lightly, and wave a hand reassuringly. \"I’m fine. I just...nodded off for a second. I’m sorry if I startled anyone.\"\n\nBryn’s brow creases, but she can sense why you’re half-lying. Her eyes flick to Lorelai and Dahlia and then back to you, and she nods. \"Okay. But maybe you should rest a little while.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You’re not wrong. I should.\" You nod, standing without objection, and hurry over to one of the mats and lie down on your side facing away from the others. Your mind is still racing with images of that strange blue world within you, however; no real rest is going to happen while you’re still so confused about what you saw. You want answers about what you saw...and you do happen to have a book that, in theory, holds the answer to every question.\n\nYou slip the Fantasia out of your satchel and flip it open, hoping its randomly chosen pages might offer you some kind of insight into your bizarre mindscape. The first page you turn to, however, merely lists potential medical uses for leeches, as well as the risks involved with said uses. You shake your head, and turn the page.\n\nA large sketch of a brutal looking, long-toothed man with a mop of white hair occupies the next page, with a densely written passage opposite him. The man’s name is or was Mourhund Von Brogg, a half-orc composer who grew to tremendous fame in Harthane thanks to the powerful emotion and sense of movement his gothic themed compositions evoked. It doesn’t mention whether he died or not, so...he’s probably alive, you guess.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTrivia isn’t what you’re after, though, so you turn to the next page. To your disgust, it’s completely covered in detailed descriptions of how to ferment dung from a wide range of creatures into drinking alcohol. A diagram in the bottom corner shows a process for using removed intestines for the process – and after seeing that, you’ve had enough of the Fantasia for a while! With a loud snap you slam the book shut and stuff it back into your bag.\n\nA heavy sigh rattles your chest. You could have really done without seeing that last page! You’re almost eager to get on your way into the bog now, just because you know it’ll immediately get your mind off of fermenting beer in...ugh.\n\nYou check your left gauntlet’s time gem, and realize you’ve only got a few minutes left here, anyway. You may as well get up and get ready to go...but...Maylis still hasn’t come back. She’s probably trying to get as much practice time in as she can, you reason.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSince you have to wait for your orcish lover to return anyway, you decide to have a closer look at the box from the tournament. You checked it over before, but you really didn’t examine it all that deeply, and certainly not magically. Decided, you pull the box out of your bag, and flick the shroud across your body.\n\nIn the blink of an eye your massive, gauntleted hands vanish, replaced by Oberon’s slimmer, mocha-hued digits. Immediately, your eyes reflect a dull purple glow, as magic you couldn’t even detect in your other form burns into view on the box. Runes of a strange script are embedded beneath the wood’s surface, hidden from any casual mage’s observation. You, obviously, are an exception to that. No magic can hide from Oberon!\n\nYou lean down and scrutinize the box, your golden hair tumbling down around your face as you work. The enchantments on the box are incredibly powerful, but subtle in nature. Rather than projecting a big barrier of energy around it like a less finely made enchantment might, the magic here reinforces the box itself, rendering it absolutely indestructible. On top of that, it seems the box cannot be forced open from the outside, and has a magical ‘inner box’ that seems to be keyed to your magic in particular. Only you can open it from outside, and only by focusing in just the right way. How considerate of Veila to make your prize so personal.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nGently, you slide the box open while willing it to reveal itself to you – and in a rush of wind, you’re drawn inside! You raise an eyebrow in surprise as you suddenly find yourself sitting atop a huge, round red bed. Six slim white pillars surround it, with long, flowing curtains of transparent pink silk hanging thickly from them. Beyond these curtains, you can see furniture; a love seat, a coffee table with a large, leather couch beside it, a substantial buffet cabinet, and a pair of doors set into the back wall.\n\nSlowly, you let yourself slump forward, both hands pressed to your forehead in shame. This was the solution! Veila gave you this place, a place that would have been perfect to keep Bryn safe in while you travel across the bog! If you’d checked it earlier, shadowbinding her could have been avoided entirely!\n\nYou sit bolt upright, and cup a hand to your chin, eyes wide. Wait. You could still use it, couldn’t you? The box is indestructible; you’re sure that even with the aid of a regalia, you couldn’t possibly break into it by force. Could you still load the group into it, and use the box to travel safely across the bog, somehow?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhat will you do? Use the box? Examine the interior? Go back out and talk to the others? Blow the flute?\n\nBryn shadowbound drawn art!\n\nNew character art poll!\n\nIf you enjoy reading Find Your Way, consider supporting me on Patreon!<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Protagonist**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Concerned about Lorelai's well-being, willing to trust Ferris, and capable of experiencing physical attraction.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Has interacted with Lorelai multiple times, who only approaches when the protagonist is in danger.\n - Trusts Ferris, who has demonstrated incredible alchemical abilities.\n\n2. **Lorelai**:\n - Appearance: Her aura includes a swirling pale blue core surrounded by a vertical oval of roiling violet, which can transform into an enormous squid-like creature.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: Can transform her aura into various forms, including a massive squid-like creature.\n - Relationships: Approaches the protagonist when they're in danger.\n\n3. **Ferris**:\n - Appearance: Bronze-skinned, wears elegant metal armor with sharp claws, and has a red glow associated with her alchemy.\n - Personality: Confident, determined, and capable of handling intense situations.\n - Special Abilities: Highly skilled alchemist, able to manipulate metal and create complex structures (e.g., the glass dome).\n - Relationships: Works closely with the protagonist and helps them escape from danger.\n\n4. **Katena**:\n - Appearance: Gray-blue skinned, golden-haired.\n - Personality: Emotional, caring, and prone to worrying about those close to her.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Close friend of the protagonist, concerned about their safety.\n\n5. **Adara**:\n - Appearance: Blue-eyed.\n - Personality: Calm, possibly better at hiding emotions than Katena.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Close friend of the protagonist and Katena.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Aura Transformation**: Characters' auras can change form, such as Lorelai's transforming into a massive squid-like creature.\n2. **Alchemy**: Ferris demonstrates exceptional alchemical skills, creating complex structures like the glass dome and manipulating metal.\n3. **Physical Attraction**: The protagonist experiences physical attraction to Ferris, which affects his interactions with her.\n4. **Emotional Connection**: Katena and Adara have strong emotional connections with the protagonist, influencing their actions and dialogue.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Glass Dome**: Ferris creates a glass dome to protect the protagonist during their ascent through the ocean floor. It's buoyant and can withstand significant pressure.\n2. **Metal Armor**: Ferris wears elegant metal armor with sharp claws that extend from her fingers.\n3. **Climbing Apparatus**: Ferris uses her metal claws to climb through solid stone, demonstrating her impressive strength and agility.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Alchemical Abilities**: Characters can perform extraordinary feats using alchemy, such as creating complex structures or manipulating metal.\n2. **Aura Transformations**: Auras can change form, potentially serving as a means of communication or expression.\n3. **Magic System**: There seems to be some form of magic present in this world, although it's unclear how it works or its limitations.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story takes place on an island surrounded by ocean, with coral reefs, crabs, and other marine life present.\n2. **Politics**: No explicit information about politics or social hierarchies is provided.\n3. **Social Hierarchy**: The relationships between characters suggest a close-knit group dynamic, but there may be other social dynamics at play.\n4. **Rules Governing the World**: The rules governing this world are largely unknown, but it appears to have magical properties and unique environmental features.\n\nPlease note that this analysis focuses on the provided text, avoiding any potential additions or interpretations beyond what's explicitly stated in the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"We can’t leave the girls on the island wondering what happened to me.\" You glance back, eyes shifting into the shades of aura as you search for Lorelai’s fleeing form. Considering the fact you’ve seen her a few times now, and she only approached when you were in danger of dying, you’re almost definitely going to have to seek her out if you want to speak to her again.\n\nFerris nods, raising her hands over her head as you search through the small, yellow strands of light below you. After a moment, what can only be Lorelai hooves into view; a round, almost eye-like swirling pale blue aura cored in a long, vertical oval of roiling violet. Her aura is racing away crazy fast...but far more alarming is that her aura shifts, the purple iris at its core focusing on you! You stagger, staring wide-eyed as all at once you see the dark, almost imperceptible translucent blue aura streaming out around Lorelai; an enormous, beaked squid, with thousands of hundred-meter long clawed tentacles whipping back and forth behind her!\n\nThe squid’s beak opens as it glares at you, and with a snap, you close your eyes. The apparition vanishes, leaving you staring at the darkness inside of your eyes as you pant, shaken. What in the world had that massive creature been? And why was it part of Lorelai’s aura, of all things?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"The way is ready.\" Ferris’s voice shakes you out of your troubled thoughts, and you blink, staring at her. Metal clings to her shoulders and arms, swirling, elegantly formed metal armor that extends long, brutally sharp claws half a dozen feet out past her fingers. You stare at the bizarre claws as she turns and holds a hand out towards the round hole she’d dropped through, and the metal claws extend explosively, digging deep into the tough grey stone! Ferris tugs, checking her bizarre climbing apparatus has a firm hold, then looks back over a shoulder at you. \"Come, hold on to me. I will carry you safely to the surface.\"\n\n\"If that’s the best way, then sure.\" You shrug; if it weren’t for the fact her entire upper body is encased in metal, you’d have been worried about your new, considerable mass being a strain on her, but she should be fine. You step forward, wrapping your arms around her narrow shoulders, then hold on as Ferris’s metal claws retract, yanking both of you up into the hole as she extends her second set of claws and immediately hauls you higher still!\n\nYou cling to the bronze-skinned alchemist, her firm, thick, bouncy ass squeezed tight against your crotch as she climbs and climbs, ascending hundreds of feet through what must have been solid stone before she made her tunnel through it. It’s crazy! You’d known she was a powerful alchemist, but in order to reach you she’d moved thousands of tons of stone in only a few minutes!<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAbruptly Ferris reaches the end of the tunnel, and you blink, staring up as open ocean flows by above you, a hastily formed glass dome holding it back from flooding into the tunnel. Bits of coral, skittering crabs and a long green eel lie on the sand within the dome, deprived of the saltwater that normally surrounds them. Overhead, schools of fish and long, darting orange-streaked sharks swim in the ocean, the far, far distant surface nothing more than a dull blue glow. It’s a strange, surreal place; it’s like standing in an aquarium if it was the world outside that was water, and the contents of the aquarium that were filled with air!\n\n\"Are you ready?\" Ferris glances back at you, and you jump, gripping her shoulders slightly harder as new glass spreads over the hole beneath you, the dome drifting up as it does so until a complete sphere of glass surrounds you. A few long stalks of glass moor it to the bottom of the ocean, though you’re certain Ferris can severe that mooring with a thought. \n\nNervously, you nod, trusting that Ferris knows what she’s doing. She takes a short breath, then braces her feet on the glass globe, her ass-cheeks practically wrapping around your cock! You flush, gritting your teeth as your member throbs, hardening and thickening against her in spite of your attempts to control yourself. Distracting her might very well get you killed!<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe globe lurches as the glass pillars pinning it to the ocean floor shear apart one by one, until, with a crack, the entire globe tears free! You grunt in shock as it shoots upwards, the buoyant air within the globe sending it hurtling towards the surface! It’s fast, so fast that you feel your body being pushed down, your feet digging into the glass beneath you! Thick cracks begin to spread through the glass, but as soon as they form, Ferris’s red, alchemic glow spreads across them, sealing them shut again before the globe can shatter entirely, even as more cracks form!\n\nMore and more light fills the dome, and then, with a muffled crash, it shoots up and out of the ocean! You yelp, staring down below you as the globe shoots dozens of feet into the sky, then arches back down again! You see the island the girls had been racing towards rushing up to meet you, and for just an instant you’re sure the globe is going to smash into the island and kill you and Ferris alike – but it falls short, and splashes down in the translucent waves just in front of the beach!\n\nThe globe shatters on impact, scattering into a fine spray of shimmering, clear sand that pours into the ocean around you. Cool, clear water splashes over you and Ferris, and then your feet plunge into clean sand beneath the water’s surface. You struggle, blinking to clear your eyes as you hold on to Ferris, and then you kick off the bottom and break the ocean’s surface with a gasping breath. You actually made it! Swimming would have been safer than that!<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nFerris coughs, sputtering as her metal claws dissolve completely into the ocean water. You scoop her up, her thick, plump thighs squeezing in your grip as you carry her bridal-style up out of the ocean and onto the island’s broad, pristine white beach. You stand her up, and she hangs off of you, her round, heaving breasts jiggling against your chest as she catches her breath. Beyond the edge of the beach, a strip of dense, wild foliage rises, obscuring most of the island.\n\n\"That was...rougher than expected.\" Ferris closes her eyes and rubs her neck, then cracks it, sending a small pop echoing out as she works a crick out of her neck. She blinks her blue eyes open, then looks up at you, frowning. \"But despite our rough fall, you seem excited.\"\n\nYou flush, eyes widening in embarrassment as Ferris looks down at the throbbing shaft stretching your swim trunks out, it’s length pressing against one of her broad, shapely hips. But she doesn’t step away, and instead turns, pressing her hands to your chest as the front of her plain, skin-tight pink swimsuit presses against you, her plump pussy dragging along your shaft and her breasts squeezing tighter and tighter together as she pins them to your chest! She swallows, her plump lips parting as she cranes her head up to kiss you, and-<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You’re safe!\" Katena’s voice rings out across the beach, followed immediately by Adara’s as the golden-haired swordswoman calls your name. Both warriors rush out of the foliage at the edge of the beach, Katena almost tripping over herself to reach you! Ferris steps aside, giving way to the gray-blue skinned woman as she thuds into your chest, her arms flying around your neck as she kisses you, then kisses you again as Adara’s arms wrap around your chest from behind. Both luscious, curvaceous women hold tightly to you, and Katena shivers, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes as she breaks the kiss. \"We didn’t’ know what’d happened! You were there, and then in a couple of seconds you were gone, an’ there was...there was no sign at all of what had transpired.\"\n\nKatena’s cheeks flush as she forcibly corrects her speech, and you smile, pulling her head down to rest on your shoulder. You hold her for a few long moments, stroking the back of her head as Adara rests her chin on your shoulder, her blue eyes wavering as she watches Katena calm down. She was just as worried, if not more, you realize, but Adara’s a lot better at hiding how she feels than Katena.\n\nThen, as Katena’s hips press against yours excitingly, your cock pulsing against her, you glance up, looking towards the distant beach. The others are probably just as worried, but...staying here to comfort Katena and the others here on the island might not be a bad thing to do before you head back.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Adara:** \n - Appearance: Golden hair, long and clinging blue dress.\n - Personality: Concerned, caring, and beautiful.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned.\n - Relationships: Close relationship with the protagonist (Oberon), likely romantic interest.\n2. **The Protagonist (Oberon):**\n - Appearance: Not described in detail.\n - Personality: Powerful, confident, and aware of his own vulnerabilities.\n - Special Abilities:\n * Telekinesis: Can manipulate objects using their mind.\n * Enhanced Physical Abilities: Fantastically powerful, fast, and resilient as Oberon.\n * Regeneration: As Oberon, he doesn't have cursed wounds.\n - Relationships: Adara is concerned about him, and he has relationships with other characters like Gran, Pelia, Ferris, and Fiona.\n3. **Ferris:**\n - Appearance: Not described in detail.\n - Personality: Bland, distant, and capable.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned.\n - Relationships: Works closely with the others, particularly Adara and the protagonist.\n4. **Bruta, Maire, Maylis, and Katena:**\n - Appearance: Described as having fur, luscious bodies, and muscular shoulders.\n - Personality: None explicitly mentioned.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned.\n - Relationships: Work together and seem close-knit.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ravana's Giant Bug:** A formidable foe that the protagonist fought against.\n2. **Cursed Wounds:** A condition where wounds cannot heal normally, requiring necromancer intervention.\n3. **Necromancers:** Rare individuals who possess the ability to permanently patch up cursed wounds. There may be only one active necromancer in Alaktev.\n4. **Gran and Pelia:** Experienced individuals who could provide help regarding strengthening the protagonist's scimitar.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Scimitar:** A sword that the protagonist wields. It has an uneven chip missing from its blade after a trick with the training machine.\n2. **Training Machine:** A bamboo pole contraption used for martial arts training. It can twist and spin due to the protagonist's telekinetic abilities.\n3. **Rapier:** A lightweight sword that is impossible to break.\n4. **Recuperative Engine:** An iron-plated, dome-topped machine containing pulsating organs. It's designed to aid in recovery but appears to be filled with human-like tissue.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Alaktev Continent:** The setting of the story, with a guild monitoring chatter among the population.\n2. **Guild:** An organization that keeps track of information and rumors within the continent.\n3. **Rules of Cursed Wounds:** Curses can only be lifted by necromancers.\n4. **Physical Limitations:** Characters, especially the protagonist, are subject to physical limitations such as injury or exhaustion.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place on the Alaktev continent, with a dojo located somewhere within it.\n2. **Politics:** No explicit politics are mentioned; however, there is mention of a guild monitoring chatter, suggesting some level of social hierarchy or governance.\n3. **Social Hierarchy:** The guild and its members seem to hold a certain level of authority or influence within society.\n4. **Magic System:** Magic is not explicitly stated in the provided text. However, characters like necromancers and those with telekinetic abilities suggest the presence of magical forces at play.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hey.\" You lean back and smile up at Adara, leaving the scimitar lying across your knees. \"I’m okay. I’m not bleeding to death right now, after all.\"\n\n\"I had no idea it’d gotten this bad.\" Adara swallows, her eyes flicking down, away from your recently spilt blood. Shivers of worry shake through her hands, then end abruptly as she clenches her fists. \"I heard about that chest wound, but at the time, it was only slowing you down. How did it get to the point where it makes you collapse in a bloody mess?\"\n\nYou flick your eyes to one side, and sigh. \"It was manageable, until the night before last. But after my fight with Ravana’s giant bug, it got a little bit worse. Now, apparently even Bonnie Nogu can’t fix me; only a necromancer can permanently patch me up, now.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"A necromancer?\" Adara’s lips part, her beautiful, healthy features suddenly going deathly pale. She presses a shaking hand to the right side of her face, and slowly shakes her head. \"Do you have any idea how few necromancers have ever even lived? I’ve only ever even heard of one, and he died before I was ten! I don’t know if there’s one anywhere in all of Alaktev, right now – and I say that, having kept an eye on all the chatter that goes through the guild. If I never heard about any new necromancer’s from the guild, then the chances that there’s one active somewhere on the main continent aren’t worth mentioning.\"\n\nFor a moment, silence pervades the room. Then, you look up into Adara’s clear, beautiful blue eyes, and smile. \"For now, all I can really do is stay in this form as much as possible. As Oberon, I don’t have any cursed wound to worry about. Worst case scenario, I can’t turn back to normal, which is bad, but it’s not the end of the world. And if it comes down to an emergency, Ferris knows how to patch me up, too.\"\n\n\"I think bleeding half a gallon of blood is an emergency. I’ll get her.\" Adara turns in a flurry of golden hair, her long, clinging blue dress spreading tight across her toned thighs and round, jiggly ass. You watch her walk to the door intently, but as she opens it, she pauses and glances back at you. \"And I’ll start the others asking about necromancer’s, too. That body you’re in now is too soft to survive any of the fights you’ve gone through lately, and I don’t intend to bury you anytime soon.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith that the Azure steps out of the dojo, leaving you to your thoughts. You sigh and lay back, floating your scimitar into the air with the barest of efforts. With a swipe of your finger, you telekinetically slam it against the training machine’s blade, and send the machine twisting round, and round, and round itself, until the bamboo poles that make it up creak and groan on the verge of snapping just from that single blow!\n\n\"Hmph.\" You grunt contemptuously as the machine unspins, your scimitar levitating over to hang above you. She sure was sure you’re going to die, even though Adara hasn’t seen even a fraction of what you’re capable of. Still, considering what happened to the last guy you know Adara fell for, you can’t blame her for being worried about things going wrong – and death would definitely count as ‘something wrong’. But...as much as you’d like to blow off her concerns, you’re aware more than anyone of how much more fragile you are as Oberon. Fantastically powerful, yes, but also small, and easily smooshed. Hell, Rena could probably snap you in half one handed, for crying out loud! You’ve got to figure out some kind of armor, or something!\n\nIdly you spin the scimitar in a circle above you, and then you frown, and catch the hilt. The blade’s got an even larger chip missing out of it, after your trick with the machine! You really do need to find some way to strengthen it, then, but what are you going to do? Talk to Gran and Pelia about it? They’d probably have a few ideas, sure, but what could they possibly make that can keep up with the supersonic speeds you like to put things through? Your rapier’s only still in one piece because it’s literally impossible to break!<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou sigh. It’s probably not important to worry about, at the moment. You might not be as strong, fast, or resilient as Oberon, but you can still learn. You just need to pick something a little lower weight, like training with your fists, or...with Fiona. Yeah, your rapier’s as light as a feather! You should be able to learn just fine from her, even with your normal body out of commis-\n\nWith a slam and a clatter of wooden door panels, the dojo doors slide open – and Ferris steps through them! You gasp and sit up straight, eyes wide as she sweeps quietly into the room, nonchalantly gesturing to one side as Bruta, Maire, Maylis and Katena carry a massive, iron-plated machine into the room! The women struggle under the thing’s weight, and when they set it down, the entire floor shudders beneath you. That thing must weigh several tons!\n\n\"Phew!\" Maire wipes her brow with the back of a furry arm, and then steps to one side, her luscious, chocolate-hued body glistening with sweat as Bruta’s identical, glistening form joins her. The kuhbose look the metal device over as Katena frowns at it and Maylis rolls her muscular shoulders, not even seeming slightly strained. \"So, what did we just carry in from the garden?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"A recuperative engine.\" Ferris answers blandly, her eyes focused distantly as she approaches the machine. She taps it, and the front of the tall, dome-topped black cylinder swings open, revealing something that looks like a pair of giant lungs inside. You stare, eyes wide in horror as she reaches in and shoves several pulsating lumps of flesh around the flesh-coated interior of the cylinder, and then she pulls her hands out and shoves the door shut. \"And in working order, as well. It seems to have grown properly this time.\"\n\nYou look around the room, blinking as Maire gags and Bruta squeezes her eyes shut, and then you jump, turning towards the door as Adara stifles a snicker. She waves to you, smiling as she leans in the door, one arm folded beneath her breasts, the front of her dress stretched tight between them. \"Go on, give it a try. It seems Ferris had things all worked out before I even went to find her!\"\n\n\"Give it a try?\" You cry in horror. What the hell does give it a try mean, with a giant metal capsule full of pink guts and disgusting, pulsating organs? What does she expect you to do?<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Protagonist (unnamed):**\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Kind, caring, and understanding. They're willing to listen to others' problems and offer help.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Close relationships with Rena, Katena, and possibly others.\n\t\t+ Has a romantic interest in Katena.\n2. **Rena:**\n\t* Appearance: Dark-skinned, beautiful, and has deep blue features.\n\t* Personality: Sensual, playful, and affectionate.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Close relationship with the protagonist.\n3. **Katena:**\n\t* Appearance: Dark-skinned, athletic build, and has long, purple hair.\n\t* Personality: Strong-willed, determined, and emotional.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Close relationship with the protagonist.\n4. **Delisa:**\n\t* Appearance: Rabbit-like features, dark hair, and red eyes.\n\t* Personality: Vulnerable, worried, and unsure.\n\t* Special Abilities: Resistant to cold temperatures.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ New acquaintance with the protagonist.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Storm Reaction:** Characters react strangely during storms, with Delisa experiencing amnesia-like symptoms and Katena recalling traumatic memories.\n2. **Amnesia:** Delisa suffers from amnesia or memory loss, which affects her ability to recall past events.\n3. **Cold Resistance:** Delisa seems resistant to extreme cold temperatures.\n4. **Emotional Expression:** Characters express themselves openly, with Katena displaying vulnerability and Rena showing sensual affection.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Collar Jewel:** A magical item that allows Rena to transform into her normal form.\n2. **Armor:** Rena wears armor that vanishes when she taps her collar jewel.\n3. **Cloak:** The protagonist uses his cloak to warm up Katena.\n4. **Satchel:** The protagonist carries a satchel containing a gallon bottle of clean water.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **World Geography:** The world appears to have diverse geography, including lakes, mountains, and coastal areas.\n2. **Magic System:** No explicit magic system is described, but magical items like the collar jewel are present.\n3. **Rules of Storms:** Storms seem to be intense and potentially traumatic for the characters.\n4. **Lake Spirit:** A mythical creature associated with Lake Farfallen, said to appear during thunderstorms.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Town Structure:** Towns have white roofs and log walls.\n2. **Social Hierarchy:** Characters mention living in towns and interacting with other people, suggesting a social hierarchy.\n3. **Culture:** Characters reference a karenth town along the great lake's shore, indicating cultural diversity.\n4. **History:** Characters have experienced traumatic events in the past, influencing their current personalities and behaviors.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Everyone’s okay, yes?\" You call out, glancing between Katena and Rena. Both dark skinned women were badly affected by the storm, but at your prompting they nod, seeming to have recovered a bit. \n\nRena taps her collar jewel and her armor vanishes, returning back to whence it came, revealing her toned, sensual form once more. She gives a small sigh of relief as her beautiful, deep blue features are revealed – and then she gasps as you hug her, her huge, firm tits bulging against your cheeks as you pull her muscular waist against you. She flushes, her mouth hanging open in surprise as you look up at her, and smile. \"Thanks for that warning, Rena. If you hadn’t reacted to the storm like that, I doubt any of us would have had a chance to take shelter properly before it hit.\"\n\nA warm, happy smile spreads across Rena’s lips as she nods, and returns your hug. A small hum of agreement reverberates through her chest, setting her deliciously full tits vibrating subtly against your face as you let her squeeze your body against hers. Then you draw back, leaving your arms looped around her waist, her flared hips supporting your dark-skinned forearms. \"I feel like cooking something. Could you take stock of everything we have, Rena? I’ll be right there to see what I can whip up.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Sure!\" Rena leans way, way down to peck you on the lips, her ass stretching her black leather dress gleaming tight across either of her round ass-cheeks for just a moment, before she bounds past you and heads towards Adara and Katena. You smile as she bounces away, her ass popping up with every small, energetic leap she makes. Then you turn back, and look at the rabbit woman where she leans against the entry tunnel wall.\n\nIn a flurry of shadowy cloth you return to your normal self, your arms crossing as you walk over and lean against the tunnel wall opposite the long-eared woman. Her dress is soaked with rainwater and clings flawlessly to every supple, firm curve of her body. Her pink skin partially shows through her sheer dress on her breasts, abs, and thighs, almost seeming to glow as she nervously fidgets beneath your gaze, making her abs flex excitingly as she works her hips from one side to the other. You swallow, and focus on her red eyes as best you can – which is a bit hard, what with the display going on in the edge of your vision. \"So. It’s a bit late, but I should probably introduce myself.\"\n\nYou give her your name, and she swallows, blinking quickly a few times. \"I...my name is Delisa, I...think.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You’re not sure?\" You raise an eyebrow, and her long ears fold back along her head defensively.\n\n\"I can’t remember. I didn’t even remember that I had a name until you asked.\" Her eyes fall, and she lets her left arm drop to her side, her big, soft breasts squeezing down atop her right as she holds her left elbow. \n\n\"I see.\" You blink, eyes widening as you take in Delisa’s vulnerable, worried expression. You’re tempted to reach forward and hug her, or just pat her on the arm...but you restrain yourself, remembering how jumpy she is. \"Do you remember why you were on that ship? Was there anyone or anything else on board you recognized?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No.\" She shakes her head, letting her long, brilliantly lustrous black hair fall wetly down atop her face, hiding her eyes and clinging to her big, full breasts. \"I woke up inside the ship weeks ago, alone. I’ve been living off fish I caught by hand ever since.\"\n\nShe’s been living off of fish, caught from a sub-zero ocean, for weeks? You narrow your eyes, looking at Delisa’s soaked nearly transparent, body-hugging rags. She’s not shivering in the slightest, despite the freezing temperatures she just came out of. Her body has to be resistant to the cold, somehow, but you sure can’t see any reason why it would be, just from looking at her! \"Why didn’t you leave? There should be a town within a few hours walk of here.\"\n\n\"Leave?\" She jerks her head up in surprise, as if this idea had never even occurred to her as an option. \"Town?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You know, a place with a bunch of buildings and people, where it’s usually a lot safer. You’d have a much easier time surviving, there.\" You make a box with your hands to depict buildings as you explain about towns, pantomiming tiny finger-people afterwards. Delisa's ears flip up and twitch in comprehension as she watches your gestures.\n\n\"I remember! I remember a town with white roofs and log walls! But...I can’t remember much else.\" Her expression falls as her moment of realization passes by. \"I know I should remember a lot more than this. I can feel the fringes of things in my memories, but I just can’t...get them.\"\n\n\"Amnesia?\" You frown, wondering if that’s actually what she’s suffering from. Do amnesiacs remember things in flashes like this? You’re not quite familiar enough with amnesia’s symptoms and remission to tell if that’s what Delisa’s actually got, but if it’s not that, it’s clearly some other form of memory loss.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDelisa’s ears perk up curiously as you speak, but you wave her question away with a hand. \"Never mind that, right now. Delisa, can you remember seeing anyone else at all, since you woke up? Can you remember anyone from before the ship, if you try?\"\n\nShe shakes her head, dragging her silken hair across her cleavage. \"No. I...didn’t even remember that other people existed, until I met you.\"\n\nYou nod. Well, that’s not entirely unexpected, though it’d have been nice if she’d seen Seftia, or Nasandra, or Gavin or Alphearan, for that matter. Or Yehira. You know a lot of people on Tor Phaeron, now that you think about it...but before you run off on a tangent thinking about how to meet up with them, you flash Delisa a smile. \"That must have been crazy hard on you. Tell you what, when we get out of here, why don’t you come along with us to the nearest town? You might find someone you know there, and at the least it’d be a safe place for you to stay.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDelisa stares at you, her red eyes fixing on your electric ones for a few long, quiet moments. In the background you can hear Rena talking to Adara as they chatter to each other over the food, and then, finally, Delisa nods. \"Yes.\"\n\n\"Just yes, huh?\" You snort in amusement as Delisa gives you a simple nod in response, and then you shake your head and turn away. \"Well, I’ll be happy to have you along, regardless. I’ll bring you a bowl when the food’s ready.\"\n\nYou start to walk off towards Rena, eyeing up her and Adara alike as they stand side by side, their thick, toned asses jiggling against one another as they work elbow to elbow on something. But after a few steps, Delisa calls out to you in a rush, her words nearly running together! \"I’m sorry for hitting you with my pan!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA small laugh escapes you as the black-haired girl’s earnest, heartfelt apology washes over you, and with a smile you wave back to her. \"Don’t worry about it! No harm done, Delisa.\"\n\nYou turn away and head for Rena and Adara. They’ve laid out a lot of flour, potatoes, dried fish, carrots and dried fruits in front of them; good, nourishing food, but hardly the stuff of feasts.You look it over for a moment, and then nod to Adara, producing a gallon bottle of clean water from your satchel. \"Some warming stew, maybe?\"\n\n\"That sounds great, after running through that storm.\" Adara nods, and Rena bounces up on the balls of her feet, her tits and ass bouncing up a lot more deliciously than any meal could as she gives a cry of approval. You smile and drag off your armor for comfort, then set to work. In hardly any time at all, you’ve got a pot bubbling away on the fire at the back of the room, and bowls laid out for everyone to eat from. Adara and Katena made some good purchases back in Grona. You might not have thought to pick up extra sets of cutlery and stuff.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe others collect their bowls as you beckon Delisa over, and hand her your own. She looks wide-eyed at you as she accepts it hesitantly, and you smile, waving her away as she opens her mouth to object. \"Don’t worry, I’ll just eat after you. There’s plenty to go around. Go enjoy yourself!\"\n\n\"Thank you.\" She bows her head quickly, and then backs away, squatting down by one of the sets of stairs to eat. She hasn’t sat down on anything so far, you note; are her legs different somehow, so that staying on her feet is more comfortable for her? Or does she just want to be able to run real fast, if you turn on her?\n\nYou shake your head at the rabbit-woman’s aversion to sitting, and glance around at the others. Rena gives you a thumbs up, her cheeks stuffed with stewed fish and potatoes as Theraine and Adara eat less ravenously beside her - but Katena sits apart from them, up on the left-hand gallery. Her clothes are still wet, you note, and cling perfectly to her heavily trained body’s muscles and big, soft tits alike. Why hasn’t she taken off at least her coat, if her clothes are soaked through?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith a few light strides you climb up to Katena’s side, leaving the others down below. She doesn’t look up as you approach, so you tap her on the shoulder and she jumps in shock, gasping. She whirls around to face you with her hands raised to strike, and then she sighs, smiling lightly as she relaxes. \"You startled me.\"\n\n\"I shouldn’t have.\" You lean down and look Katena straight in the eye, and she blinks, her breasts bouncing as she takes a startled step back. \"I wasn’t exactly being quiet, Katena, and you’re usually pretty aware of your surroundings. On top of that...\"\n\nYou seize the buttons of Katena’s coat and pop them open rapidly, then drag her cloak and coat alike off. She gasps as your hands race down her clothes, her big, fat tits jiggling free to hang roundly against her abs as you force her coat off. She shivers, her skin still glistening with frigid rainwater as you toss her coat down to rest by the fire. \"Wh-what are you-\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"...you’re freezing yourself to death!\" You hiss and wrap her up in your cloak ,dragging the tall, fit warrior against your body. She grunts in shock as her breasts mound up against you into a mass of soft cleavage, squeezing so hugely round that they bulge against her biceps, abs and collarbones all at once! Her ass twitches, rippling with thick, tight muscle against your right forearm as you pin her belly against yours. Her head jerks back, her eyes widening as you completely wrap her up, pinning her against your warmer, bulkier form. \"What’s wrong, Katena? You’re never this out of it. Did the storm upset you that much?\"\n\nKatena’s eyes waver, her calloused hands pressing against your undershirt, and the hard muscles of your chest. Then she shakes her head infinitesimally, a plump frown spreading across her lips. \"Not the storm in and of itself. But when I heard that lightning strike, and the tides call, and stone explode, it was all far too...familiar.\"\n\nShe speaks in a shaky whisper, Katena’s normally sure, potent body trembling as you hold her. \"When I was very, very young, I lived in a small karenth town along the great lake’s shore. It wasn’t a big town, and had badly maintained walls that I often slipped through to explore the world beyond. I did this most days, truthfully, but never when a storm was coming. Big thunderstorms along the coast of Lake Farfallen are said to herald the coming of the great Lake Spirit, you see, and like all children of the karenth I was fearful of being devoured by it.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Protagonist (unnamed):**\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Kind, caring, and understanding. They're willing to listen to others' problems and offer help.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Close relationships with Rena, Katena, and possibly others.\n\t\t+ Has a romantic interest in Katena.\n2. **Rena:**\n\t* Appearance: Dark-skinned, beautiful, and has deep blue features.\n\t* Personality: Sensual, playful, and affectionate.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Close relationship with the protagonist.\n3. **Katena:**\n\t* Appearance: Dark-skinned, athletic build, and has long, purple hair.\n\t* Personality: Strong-willed, determined, and emotional.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Close relationship with the protagonist.\n4. **Delisa:**\n\t* Appearance: Rabbit-like features, dark hair, and red eyes.\n\t* Personality: Vulnerable, worried, and unsure.\n\t* Special Abilities: Resistant to cold temperatures.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ New acquaintance with the protagonist.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Storm Reaction:** Characters react strangely during storms, with Delisa experiencing amnesia-like symptoms and Katena recalling traumatic memories.\n2. **Amnesia:** Delisa suffers from amnesia or memory loss, which affects her ability to recall past events.\n3. **Cold Resistance:** Delisa seems resistant to extreme cold temperatures.\n4. **Emotional Expression:** Characters express themselves openly, with Katena displaying vulnerability and Rena showing sensual affection.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Collar Jewel:** A magical item that allows Rena to transform into her normal form.\n2. **Armor:** Rena wears armor that vanishes when she taps her collar jewel.\n3. **Cloak:** The protagonist uses his cloak to warm up Katena.\n4. **Satchel:** The protagonist carries a satchel containing a gallon bottle of clean water.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **World Geography:** The world appears to have diverse geography, including lakes, mountains, and coastal areas.\n2. **Magic System:** No explicit magic system is described, but magical items like the collar jewel are present.\n3. **Rules of Storms:** Storms seem to be intense and potentially traumatic for the characters.\n4. **Lake Spirit:** A mythical creature associated with Lake Farfallen, said to appear during thunderstorms.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Town Structure:** Towns have white roofs and log walls.\n2. **Social Hierarchy:** Characters mention living in towns and interacting with other people, suggesting a social hierarchy.\n3. **Culture:** Characters reference a karenth town along the great lake's shore, indicating cultural diversity.\n4. **History:** Characters have experienced traumatic events in the past, influencing their current personalities and behaviors.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer teeth chatter together once, and Katena flushes, restraining her body’s growing terror through force of will. You feel her tense up, her strong, toned back clenching against you just as her arms flex, and after a moment she continues. \"But sometimes storms could come very quickly to our home. I was caught outside by the last storm I ever witnessed there, and as the first pelting rains washed over me I hid in the mouth of a shallow cave, on a hill overlooking my home town. I could see lightning flash down wildly all across the landscape, carving out trenches in the land...and blasting apart the buildings of my home.\"\n\n\"Th-then, from the lake...it just shot up and was there.\" She swallows, her eyes shaking with fear. \"It was a hundred times higher than the highest village home, and twice as thick as our longest boat. I remember it so h-horribly as a writhing black line against the lightning falling behind it! A line that swiped down over, and over, tearing through homes to snap up the people inside and devour them. I was so frightened...I could think of nothing more than that it would surely see me eventually, and snap me up as well.\"\n\n\"I...I cried myself to sleep, as the storm began to fade. When I woke, only a few scattered bricks remained of my home, and of my parents.\" Tears well up in Katena’s eyes as she drops her head forward to rest against your chest. She struggles to speak, her voice a tiny, fragile cry of grief as tears stream down her cheeks. \"I was such a fool that I didn’t even think of them until my own fear was gone! I-I...I can’t remember their faces. I can’t remember what my home looked like. Everything is drowned out by my memory of that horrible black spirit’s shadow looming over my birthplace!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou hold Katena as her shoulders heave, small, gut-wrenching sobs tearing out of her throat as you slowly hold her more tightly, until her trembling slowly fades away. Her tears stain your shirt, her fists balled up against your chest as she shudders in grief. \"I-I-I’m so weak!\"\n\nYour own tears glisten on your lashes as you grip the back of her purple-haired head and press her cheek to your chest, then rest your chin atop her head. What can you say? What can you do to make her feel alright, after hearing that? What can you do, other than close your eyes, and do your best not to cry as the woman you love weeps in your arms?<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Protagonist (unnamed)**:\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Determined, protective, and caring towards Halina and Leana.\n\t* Special Abilities: Can control and manipulate shadows, using them for various purposes, including binding and pleasuring his partners.\n\t* Relationships: Has a bond with Halina and Leana, which allows him to connect with them on a deep level. He cares deeply for them and wants to ensure their happiness and safety.\n2. **Halina (sea elf)**:\n\t* Appearance: Black-stained skin, bronzed flesh, and long blue hair.\n\t* Personality: Emotional, passionate, and affectionate. She feels a strong connection to the protagonist and enjoys being bonded to him.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships: Bonded to the protagonist and shares a close emotional connection with him. She values this relationship highly and becomes distressed when separated from the bond.\n3. **Leana (inspector)**:\n\t* Appearance: Silver eyes, big breasts, and a long blue dress.\n\t* Personality: Confident, determined, and fiercely loyal. She has a strong sense of duty and will not abandon her responsibilities as an inspector.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships: Bonded to the protagonist and shares a close emotional connection with him. Despite her feelings for the protagonist, she prioritizes her duties as an inspector and is willing to arrest him if necessary.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **The Shroud**: A mysterious, shadow-like entity that can bind people together, creating a deep emotional connection between them. When attached to someone, it grants them strength, freedom, and a sense of belonging.\n2. **The Protagonist's Shadow Manipulation**: He can control and manipulate shadows to achieve various effects, such as binding people or pleasuring them.\n3. **Halina's and Leana's Physical Changes**: When bonded to the protagonist, they undergo physical changes, including increased breast size, altered skin tone, and enhanced muscle mass.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **The Shroud**: A mysterious, shadow-like entity that serves as a tool for bonding people together.\n2. **The Protagonist's Belt**: Used to open and close the buckle, allowing him to access his shadow manipulation abilities.\n3. **Leana's Breastplate**: Enhanced by the shroud, making it appear under more pressure than before.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The World of Lorivas**: A fantasy world where magic exists, and supernatural entities like the shroud are present.\n2. **Bonding**: A process where two people become emotionally connected through the shroud, granting them strength, freedom, and a sense of belonging.\n3. **Shadow Manipulation**: The protagonist's ability to control and manipulate shadows, which can be used for various purposes, including binding and pleasuring others.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Mith'Nessad**: A city where the story takes place, featuring a tavern called the Drowned Buck.\n2. **Vallont**: A location mentioned as a potential destination for the protagonist, which might pose a threat to Leana's duties as an inspector.\n3. **Lucinda**: A character mentioned as having enslaved servants, indicating a complex social hierarchy within the world of Lorivas.\n4. **Edgar and Dwarne**: Characters serving Lucinda, who are now free and celebrating their reunion with Borris's family members.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou shake your head uncertainly. \"The problem is that when it was attached to Ellie, the shroud made her-\"\n\n\"We saw.\" Leana cuts you off, her silver eyes tightening as she folds her arms beneath her big, full breasts, forcing them to bulge up into an even more enticing mass of jiggling pink cleavage. \"Halina and I both heard your dark elf talk about the shroud influencing her without her knowing. We came here straight from the boat to make sure you understood that nothing like that is happening to either of us.\"\n\nHalina and Leana watch intently as you drag your eyes back and forth between either luscious, black-clad woman, then sigh as you shake your head. \"Look, it’s not that I doubt what you’re feeling, or the shroud’s intentions. But I have to be sure that your decision to remain bonded to me is yours and yours alone, with no chance at all of the shroud influencing your minds.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Please, no!\" Halina slides out of the bed and drops to her knees as her hands reach up to seize your left wrist. \"Please! The shroud makes us...makes me feel safe! It gives me strength, and freedom, and a place to be...please, don’t take it from me!\"\n\n\"I have a very bad feeling about this.\" Leana grips your shoulder with a hand, her eyes wide in fear. \"It is a mistake. Please, reconsider.\"\n\nYou grit your teeth as you feel their minds scream in fear and plead with you to change your mind, but you refuse with a hoarse cry. \"I have to know!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHalina and Leana fall silent as you clench your fists, your eyes burning with blue light. \"I have to know if the bond I made with both of you when I was desperately trying to fight my way to Lucinda is real, or if the shroud is forcing you to feel the way you do! I want my connection with you – with both of you – to be genuine in every way. I refuse to live with the chance that you’ve both been enslaved without even realizing it, so, please...let me take it from you. After that, if you do still genuinely want it, then I’ll return it.\"\n\nSmall tears well up in Halina’s black-stained eyes, and then wordlessly Leana drops to her knees. Halina joins her with a loud sniff, the black wings of shadow on her hips wrapping around her body protectively. Then you raise your hands, and will the shroud to leave them.\n\nLeans grunts as the blackness covering her body spreads like black oil to cover her completely, then lifts free in a sheet of pure shadow, revealing the red-haired inspector in her long blue dress and breastplate once more. She shudders, doubling over as the shadow covering Halina likewise rises away from the sea elf’s bronzed flesh, leaving the plain shirt and skirt she’d worn in the castle in its place.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe shadows flow away from the women before you, joining with the darkness on the floor beneath you, and suddenly you feel light-headed. You stagger, sitting heavily on one of the wagon’s bunks as Halina weeps, her body shaking with pain and sorrow. She and Leana are both exactly as they were before you bonded them to you, with the tears flowing down their cheeks the sole exception.\n\n\"NO!\" Halina throws herself against the bunk, her fingers digging into the sheets on your left as she wails. \"NO! Give it back! Please, take me back! Please! I-I’m so s-scared...I feel so alone! Please, take me back!\"\n\nLeana sags against the bed on your right side, her eyes overflowing with tears as she shakes and struggles to compose herself. \"P-please. Going back to this, after feeling so free, and feeling you in my heart, I-I can’t take this. I feel like...like I’ve lost someone precious to me, again! Please...please, take me again. Make me yours again! Please, I swear it’s what I want!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nFrom where you lie with your shoulders and head against the wagon wall and your legs hanging over the edge of the mattress, you look back and forth between both trembling, crying women and know you can’t deny them. You’d felt how happy they’d both been when they were bonded to you, and seeing Leana weep like this...it’s too much. \"Alright. If it’s really, genuinely what you want...if it hurts you that much to be separated from the shroud, then I’ll bind you to me again, just as completely as before.\"\n\nHalina and Leana watch, their bodies jerking in excitement as molten shadow spreads out from your feet to lap and coil around their legs. Simultaneously you tug at your belt, opening the buckle as Leana and Halina’s eyes focus on the swelling bulge in your pants. Your cock swings up, an arm-thick rod of meat that drips with aphrodisiac as the sea elf and inspector watch it with eager, lustful eyes. But just treating them one at a time wouldn’t be fair, you reason, so you focus and flex your powerful abs, sending your second cock pumping out in a dripping rush of aphrodisiac to throb and sway alongside your first.\n\nLeana’s knees slide on the sheets to your right, her legs sliding wide as she sits on her heels beside you. Her fingers curl around your shaft, her delicious pink lips parting with a lustful pant as she strokes you from base to tip and back again, her touch dragging you fully hard as she pumps her hand up and down in a slow, sensual rhythm.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHalina’s tongue drags up the base of your second cock as she leans forward, her taut, slender ass pulling her skirt tight across it as she swallows your cock with a moan. She slurps loudly as she takes her first suck, then chokes and jerks her head up as her tits bounce against each other in her top. She groans with pleasure, her left hand cupping your balls and kneading them back and forth as she wraps her soft blue lips skin-tight around the tip, and sucks loudly.\n\nShadows spread in creeping, slimy tendrils up both women’s legs, melting Leana’s boots and long dress away into their own mass as they crawls farther up the luscious bodies before you. Leana moans, her head rolling back as the shadows climb up her inner thighs, melting her dress open to reveal her panties as those, too, melt away to bare the dripping, hungry pussy within. She rolls her head from one shoulder to the other and moans again as she pumps her hips up, bracing the lips of her pussy against your cock. \"Ohhh, I can feel it burning my pussy! It feels wonderful!\"\n\n\"Yes!\" Halina gasps as she pushes up off your thigh and abs, her big, round breasts brushing against your cock as her shirt splits and melts into skin-tight blackness that coats her bronzed skin from nipples to abs. She rolls her ass to the side as her skirt melts, her pussy already spreading to accept you as she jerks her hips forward to thud against Leana’s. \"Yes, again it’s squirming all over me...yes!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA thick tendril of shadow lunges at Leana’s chest, splattering against and then infiltrating her breastplate as more shadows crawl up her and Halina’s hands as both women moan in joy. Halina jerks her head back as she slams down on your cock, her womb straining against the tip for just a moment, before shadow flows in around your cock and drags it open to admit you. SHe screams breathlessly, her eyes rolling up as her flat, slender abs bulge around your monstrous girth, her fingers digging into your side and thigh as her pussy clings to the base of your shaft.\n\n\"Ohh! It’s...wonderful! Yes! Yes! Deeper!\" Leana gasps as she shoves down, her knees jutting up over Halina’s thighs as she squats on your cock. Her pussy clenches wildly around you, clinging to your rod perfectly as she drags you in and in and in, until the head of your cock grinds against her cervix and her ass clenches thick and round against her heels. She moans, her hips jerking forward, grinding her pale, toned, fit abs against Halina as each woman gasps in unison! \"Yes! I can feel it spreading across me again – swallowing me up! Ohh, your cock feels incredible inside me...filling me, perfectly! Fuck me! Fuck me, and make me yours forever!\"\n\nThick black tendrils rise up from your shadow, then stab forward to splatter against Leana’s juicy thighs and Halina’s rippling tits as both women drag their bodies up and slam back down with moaning cries of ecstasy as your cocks plunge balls-deep into their pussies. More black tendrils splatter against their asses and their abs and arms, your liquid shadow spreading and coating Halina’s bronze skin and Lean’s pale complexion in messy rivulets of glistening black goo.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTwo more tendrils coil up beneath Halina and Leana, and with simultaneous vicious thrusts, they slam up into their asses, forcing their ass-cheeks to bulge around them and pumping deep inside even as your cocks stuff the girls from pussy lips to womb! Halina screams, her fingers trembling where she clings to you as she speeds up, pumping her pussy down on your shaft harder and harder with every stroke as her glorious tits are completely enveloped in shadow, their soft, plump fullness jiggling against Leana’s larger, firmer tits as her breasts, too, are coated in glistening black!\n\n\"More! More! More!\" Leana screams as she pounds your cock into her womb with wild, ass-shaking slams that send her breasts bouncing up and her thighs squeezing down against her calves over and over and over! Halina’s tongue drapes down her chin as she lets out high-pitched, manic pants, her belly bulging in time as she slams her pussy down around your shaft over and over and over, the shadow cock in her ass slamming in, then dragging all the way out as its twin turns Leana’s ass into its plaything! You groan as you feel the tendrils violate them even as two more curl up above Leana and Halina, and then, with a wet squelch, they slam into Leana and Halina’s mouths alarmingly fast! \"Yes! Drown me! Make me cum so-GLLLUccCKK!\"\n\nBoth women’s eyes bulge as they scream into the blackness pumping down their throats even as the tendrils filling them take on the shape of your own monstrous fuckrods, stuffing their throats so full that they bulge and their skin gleams pink with strain! You groan as you feel your shadow cocks coating their plump lips with blackness and filling asses with your own swollen girth, all while Halina and Leana scream joyously and pump their hips down, slamming your cocks deep inside of them!<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Protagonist (unnamed)**:\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Determined, protective, and caring towards Halina and Leana.\n\t* Special Abilities: Can control and manipulate shadows, using them for various purposes, including binding and pleasuring his partners.\n\t* Relationships: Has a bond with Halina and Leana, which allows him to connect with them on a deep level. He cares deeply for them and wants to ensure their happiness and safety.\n2. **Halina (sea elf)**:\n\t* Appearance: Black-stained skin, bronzed flesh, and long blue hair.\n\t* Personality: Emotional, passionate, and affectionate. She feels a strong connection to the protagonist and enjoys being bonded to him.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships: Bonded to the protagonist and shares a close emotional connection with him. She values this relationship highly and becomes distressed when separated from the bond.\n3. **Leana (inspector)**:\n\t* Appearance: Silver eyes, big breasts, and a long blue dress.\n\t* Personality: Confident, determined, and fiercely loyal. She has a strong sense of duty and will not abandon her responsibilities as an inspector.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships: Bonded to the protagonist and shares a close emotional connection with him. Despite her feelings for the protagonist, she prioritizes her duties as an inspector and is willing to arrest him if necessary.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **The Shroud**: A mysterious, shadow-like entity that can bind people together, creating a deep emotional connection between them. When attached to someone, it grants them strength, freedom, and a sense of belonging.\n2. **The Protagonist's Shadow Manipulation**: He can control and manipulate shadows to achieve various effects, such as binding people or pleasuring them.\n3. **Halina's and Leana's Physical Changes**: When bonded to the protagonist, they undergo physical changes, including increased breast size, altered skin tone, and enhanced muscle mass.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **The Shroud**: A mysterious, shadow-like entity that serves as a tool for bonding people together.\n2. **The Protagonist's Belt**: Used to open and close the buckle, allowing him to access his shadow manipulation abilities.\n3. **Leana's Breastplate**: Enhanced by the shroud, making it appear under more pressure than before.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The World of Lorivas**: A fantasy world where magic exists, and supernatural entities like the shroud are present.\n2. **Bonding**: A process where two people become emotionally connected through the shroud, granting them strength, freedom, and a sense of belonging.\n3. **Shadow Manipulation**: The protagonist's ability to control and manipulate shadows, which can be used for various purposes, including binding and pleasuring others.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Mith'Nessad**: A city where the story takes place, featuring a tavern called the Drowned Buck.\n2. **Vallont**: A location mentioned as a potential destination for the protagonist, which might pose a threat to Leana's duties as an inspector.\n3. **Lucinda**: A character mentioned as having enslaved servants, indicating a complex social hierarchy within the world of Lorivas.\n4. **Edgar and Dwarne**: Characters serving Lucinda, who are now free and celebrating their reunion with Borris's family members.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou slap your hands into Leana and Halina’s asses, watching them jiggle as blackness coats both women completely, swallowing them up and muffling their grunts and moans as Leana and Halina link their fingers together with each other’s. You feel their minds scream in bliss as shadow slams into them from every hole, their breasts rippling as shadowy fingers caress and twist them, yet more illusory black digits stroking their ears and flowing in to stretch their sensitive bellybuttons! Raw pleasure flows through them as every nook and cranny is caressed and teased, driving them to orgasmic heights of pleasure that rack their minds and bodies utterly!\n\nWith a mighty growl you sink your fingers into the glorious, jiggly asses before you, and cum! Leana jerks up, screaming into the shadow cock in her mouth as your first load pumps into her womb, and then she slams back down as Halina moans in complete bliss as your seed fills her womb fit to burst with your first gushing load! Your cocks swell one after the other, pumping your seed up into Leana and Halina as darkness pumps into their asses and mouths in huge, throat straining bulges. They drink joyously as their ass-cheeks spread around each pump of blackness, welcoming the shroud into the depths of their bodies as their minds scream eternal allegiance to you, their one true master!\n\nTheir belly’s bulge as the darkness covering them stretches tight across their rapidly swelling, enormous tits, their asses bulging thicker and plumper in your grasp with each pump of shadow that flows into them. Halina’s abs grow thick and defined as Leana’s become chiseled, powerful muscle, both women’s tits swelling to truly gigantic proportions as their abs begin to bulge and quake, swelling outwards as their wombs fill with your ever-pouring seed!<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThen, abruptly, Halina and Leana’s voices cut off entirely as the last of your shadow flows inside of them. They tremble in place, their black-coated bodies swaying ever so slightly in place, and then, abruptly, their bellies shrink back down to firm slimness as a pink symbol burns onto Halina’s belly, its twin forming on Leana’s brow as the shadows coating their bodies abruptly unfold in a flurry of black cloth!\n\n\"Yesssss!\" Halina groans as her ass-length blue hair tumbles down to brush against your hand, her shadow-clad form restored and her firm, thick, bronzed ass cheek bulging deliciously between your fingers. Halina’s skin-tight black skirt clings to your fingers as her thicker, jiggly cheeks bulge massively in your grip, her enormous pale breasts stretching her skin to tight across them that a pink sheen spreads across her skin.\n\n\"Ohh, this feels better than before...deeper. Stronger. Thank you, for making me yours again!\" Leana licks her glistening black lips as she leans forward, her pussy popping up off of your shaft as Halina hungrily straddles you, pumping your second cock into her tight, clinging pussy alongside the first without a moments hesitation! You groan, your fingers dragging at Leana and Halina’s asses as Leana presses her succulent lips against you, her dark tongue slipping in to caress yours as she twists her glorious ass in your grip.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh...ah...it’s...ah...wonderful! AAH! Master! We love it!\" Halina pants as she pounds your cocks up into her womb, straining her pussy skin-tight around you as her abs bulge and her back arches with every ass-slapping thrust! You groan into Leana’s mouth as she works her lips against you, turning into the kiss as her colossal tits squish against your chest and her thick, toned thighs pump her forward, pinning you down beneath her as her ass flexes and grinds back and forth in your grip!\n\nA crazed, lust-driven grin spreads across Halina’s face as she leans back, her fingers digging into her own bronzed tits as she slams her ass down on your legs, taking you all the way in from the lips of her pussy to the top of her womb in a single pump of her thighs! You cling to her ass, feeling it rippling deliciously in your grip as she stuffs your throbbing monster into her body in wild, breathless groans of bliss – and then she cums, her pussy slamming down against you as your cum spurts out of her, your cocks swelling over and over again as you fill her womb once more! \"YES! Ooh, master! Fill us! Breed us! We are yours, forever! YES!\"\n\nHalina’s belly swells as your seed pools within her, filling her as Leana sucks wildly at your tongue, her plump black lips slurping around it as she drinks in your irresistible taste. Halina jerks her hips up and drops down on her belly, your cum spraying from her pussy as she lays down on the bed beside you and sucks your lower cock into her mouth as Leana shoves her hips over, stuffing her pussy full with your upper shaft!<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Wh-wait-Mph!\" You gasp, trying to slow Leana down as she plunges your cock all the way into her womb, her eyes crossing and her tongue jerking as her bubble butt molds against your crotch. Then she moans wildly, kissing you again as her breasts squish and roll against your chest and her powerful thighs slam her pussy down to coil around your cock again and again! Her silver-on-black eyes stare down at you as her mind screams with lust, loyalty, love and pleasure as she rides your dick in an ass-slapping, back arching rhythm, her pussy dragging at your cock so hard that you can feel every beat of her heart and every twitch of her hips as her body floods with pleasure!\n\nHalina moans as she sucks at your lower cock, her cheeks molding to the sides of your shaft as her lips coil around the base, then drag back to the tip in a spray of dripping saliva, only for her to pound her lips back to the base on her next eager suck, filling her throat with your length. Her ass bounces and jiggles hugely, her massive tits squishing against your thigh as Leana’s pussy drags and drags and drags at your cock, squeezing you and caressing you until you can’t stand it any longer!\n\nLeana and Halina scream, their minds soaring with bliss as your cum pours down Halina’s throat and pumps into Leana’s pussy, filling both women in massive loads. Halina’s throat bulges, the black choker around her neck nearly snapping as she sucks your cum down with no hint of reservation. Leana breaks the kiss with a breathy grunt as her abs bulge, then shrink as she forces your cum to spray out of her pussy and plaster across Halina’s tits, only for her belly to fill again with your next load! \"Yes! Yes, impregnate me! Fill my womb with your seed! Fill me, fuck me, put your babies in me! Yes! YES!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThen, with an exhausted groan, Leana slumps to the bed beside you and Halina pulls off, her cheeks resting against your abs as she gasps and stares up at you adoringly, her tongue collecting a few errant drops of cum from her lips. Your chest heaves as you struggle to catch your breath, but even so you easily notice how limp and weak the girls are, and how utterly drained their minds feel.\n\n\"Tired...drained so much.\" Halina mumbles as she tucks her legs up beneath her. \"Feel so weak. Separating was so painful, and putting us back together was so exhausting.\"\n\n\"It definitely...sapped my strength.\" Leana pants as she pushes up to hands and knees, her enormous pink tits jiggling beneath her as her ass stretches her miniskirt between either of her thick, glorious ass cheeks. She stays there for a moment, her breasts heaving as she hangs her head, and then she shoves back off the bunk, standing up with a click of her high-heeled boots. She shakes her head, then straightens, her breasts jiggling subtly in her top as the darkness covering her abruptly stretches and twists, taking the shape of her old clothes – though her long blue dress is tighter across her thighs and ass, and her breastplate looks like it’s under a lot more pressure than before.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou sit up with a groan, rubbing the back of your head as Halina wriggles her way into the bunk’s blankets and curls up beneath them. Her mind winks off as she promptly passes out from exhaustion, and judging from how Leana sways unsteadily on her feet, you guess the inspector isn’t much better off than the sea elf. \"Are you okay?\"\n\n\"I’m...wonderful.\" Leana smiles warmly, then bows to you, knowing full well that you can feel the the true depths of her exhaustion without having to ask her. \"I shall be loyal and faithful to you, for so long as I live. As long as you stay out of Vallont, that is.\"\n\n\"Uh...what?\" You raise an eyebrow as Leana straightens, and she smirks at you.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Just because I’ve decided you deserve my loyalty over all others doesn’t mean I intend to ignore my duty as an inspector. I did swear an oath to protect my city, you know. You wouldn’t want me to tarnish my honor by breaking that oath, would you?\"\n\n\"Ah.\" You squeeze your eyes shut, astonished. Is she serious? She just screamed and screamed about being loyal to you and wanting to serve you and...bear your child...but she’s still willing to arrest you if you go back to Vallont? It’s crazy, but...you do kind of have to respect her dedication to keeping her word. \"No, no...I wouldn’t want to make you dishonest.\"\n\nLeana smiles and nods coyly, then leans forward and pecks you on the lips. \"I have rooms here in Mith’Nessad that I think I’d best make use of. Goodnight, my...love.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith a swish of blue skirt and the clomp of heeled boots, Leana strides out of the wagon and marches off down the street with only a slight unsteadiness in her gait. You sigh, feeling her go, then you stand up and tuck Halina in. The poor sea elf doesn’t have Leana’s strong, well-trained body nor the stamina that comes with it, so she seems to be even more exhausted than Leana. Taking the shroud from them and giving it back seems to have completely exhausted whatever energy the girls had left!\n\nYou sigh and pat Halina’s shoulder, then climb out of the wagon and lock the door behind you. She’ll be safe enough in the wagon for the night, you think, so you head around to the front of the Drowned Buck and let yourself in. You’re tired; Serene’s bath did wonders for your sore muscles and worn down bones, but not much for your tired mind. You need to get to bed!\n\nBut, as you step into the nearly empty tavern, you jerk to a halt and stare at the three men gathered around the bar. Borris is the first of them, laughing pleasantly as he pours something for his two guests that’s red and clear and smells strong from the other side of the room. The second man is massive, muscular and bare-chested, though what looks like the remains of a suit jacket lies in a ruined pile by his stool. The third man is neatly dressed, with a pair of round black spectacles and a floufy, puffy blonde hairdo. You recognize them both; Edgar and Dwarne, Lucinda’s enslaved servants!<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Protagonist (unnamed)**:\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Determined, protective, and caring towards Halina and Leana.\n\t* Special Abilities: Can control and manipulate shadows, using them for various purposes, including binding and pleasuring his partners.\n\t* Relationships: Has a bond with Halina and Leana, which allows him to connect with them on a deep level. He cares deeply for them and wants to ensure their happiness and safety.\n2. **Halina (sea elf)**:\n\t* Appearance: Black-stained skin, bronzed flesh, and long blue hair.\n\t* Personality: Emotional, passionate, and affectionate. She feels a strong connection to the protagonist and enjoys being bonded to him.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships: Bonded to the protagonist and shares a close emotional connection with him. She values this relationship highly and becomes distressed when separated from the bond.\n3. **Leana (inspector)**:\n\t* Appearance: Silver eyes, big breasts, and a long blue dress.\n\t* Personality: Confident, determined, and fiercely loyal. She has a strong sense of duty and will not abandon her responsibilities as an inspector.\n\t* Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n\t* Relationships: Bonded to the protagonist and shares a close emotional connection with him. Despite her feelings for the protagonist, she prioritizes her duties as an inspector and is willing to arrest him if necessary.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **The Shroud**: A mysterious, shadow-like entity that can bind people together, creating a deep emotional connection between them. When attached to someone, it grants them strength, freedom, and a sense of belonging.\n2. **The Protagonist's Shadow Manipulation**: He can control and manipulate shadows to achieve various effects, such as binding people or pleasuring them.\n3. **Halina's and Leana's Physical Changes**: When bonded to the protagonist, they undergo physical changes, including increased breast size, altered skin tone, and enhanced muscle mass.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **The Shroud**: A mysterious, shadow-like entity that serves as a tool for bonding people together.\n2. **The Protagonist's Belt**: Used to open and close the buckle, allowing him to access his shadow manipulation abilities.\n3. **Leana's Breastplate**: Enhanced by the shroud, making it appear under more pressure than before.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The World of Lorivas**: A fantasy world where magic exists, and supernatural entities like the shroud are present.\n2. **Bonding**: A process where two people become emotionally connected through the shroud, granting them strength, freedom, and a sense of belonging.\n3. **Shadow Manipulation**: The protagonist's ability to control and manipulate shadows, which can be used for various purposes, including binding and pleasuring others.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Mith'Nessad**: A city where the story takes place, featuring a tavern called the Drowned Buck.\n2. **Vallont**: A location mentioned as a potential destination for the protagonist, which might pose a threat to Leana's duties as an inspector.\n3. **Lucinda**: A character mentioned as having enslaved servants, indicating a complex social hierarchy within the world of Lorivas.\n4. **Edgar and Dwarne**: Characters serving Lucinda, who are now free and celebrating their reunion with Borris's family members.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBorris blinks as he spots you, then he raises a hand and waves with a laugh. \"Friend! Come, sit with us! Tonight’s a grand night for celebration, ‘cause my elder brothers have come back after so many months! Everyone thought they were dead, but they’re here, safe and sound. It’s a miracle!\"\n\nYou swallow as Dwarne and Edgar turn to look at you, their broad smiles slipping a tick when they see who Borris is calling out to.\n\nWhat will you do? Speak with them? Scurry past? Do something else? Blow the flute?<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Navi**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described, but mentioned to be perched on Link's ear.\n - Personality: Navi appears to be confident, intelligent, and somewhat promiscuous. She is also shown to be determined and defiant when faced with adversity.\n - Special Abilities: Navi has magical powers, which she uses to oppose the Great Fairy's control over her mind.\n - Relationships: Navi is close to Link, whom she frequently interacts with and expresses desire for.\n\n2. **Link**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described, but implied to be physically attractive due to the Great Fairy's reaction.\n - Personality: Link seems to be calm, patient, and understanding towards Navi's needs and desires.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned, but he is the chosen champion of Farior, goddess of life, granting him unique properties (e.g., powerful sperm).\n - Relationships: Close to Navi and the Great Fairy, whom he respects and trusts.\n\n3. **Great Fairy/Wisdom**: \n - Appearance: Described as having a relaxed pose and being able to float in water.\n - Personality: Wisdom appears to be amused, interested, and somewhat sadistic. She enjoys pushing boundaries and exploring new experiences.\n - Special Abilities: The Great Fairy has immense magical power, including the ability to control and manipulate other beings' minds and physical forms.\n - Relationships: Has a complex relationship with Navi, whom she sees as broken but potentially interesting. She also shows respect for Link's power.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Navi's Uncontrollable Sex Drive:** Navi's sex drive has become overwhelming, leading her to seek out physical relationships with others.\n- **Link's Powerful Sperm:** Link's semen contains magical properties, making it highly desirable and capable of altering Navi's form and abilities.\n- **Fairy Magic:** Fairies 'breathe' ambient magic rather than air, making areas devoid of magic deadly to them. Excessive ambient magic can also harm or kill fairies.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Ocarina:** A musical instrument used by Link to summon the Great Fairy.\n2. **Sword:** Mentioned as an item Link reaches for when sensing danger, but not used in combat in this scenario.\n3. **Cum Dress:** A magical garment created from Link's sperm, offering Navi enhanced magical abilities and a new form.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- **Magic System:** Magical energy exists in various forms, such as ambient magic and specific spells. Fairies are particularly sensitive to this energy.\n- **Fairies' Nature:** Fairies breathe magic instead of air and are vulnerable to excessive ambient magic.\n- **Naru's Influence:** Naru, a mysterious figure, is mentioned as a source of wisdom and knowledge for the Great Fairy.\n- **Hyrulean Society:** The story implies that Hyrule has a complex social hierarchy, with fairies holding significant power and influence.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- **Death Mountain:** A location within Hyrule where the story takes place, featuring a crater with a great fairy fountain.\n- **Fire Temple:** A temple on Death Mountain where Link and Navi previously defeated Volvagia.\n- **Gorons:** A seclusive species that inhabit Death Mountain, initially depicted as asextual.\n- **Farior, Goddess of Life:** A deity associated with Link's power and magical abilities.\n- **Wisdom's Fountain:** A sacred site where the Great Fairy resides and exercises her influence over the surrounding area.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe two had returned to Death Mountain. They rescued the gorons from the Fire Temple, defeated Volvagia, and generally saved the day. Easy, whatever. Navi had greater concerns.\n\nNavi was in pain. She needed so much it hurt. Perched on Link’s ear, Navi dragged her pussy over his flesh. It felt amazing, but it was not enough to satisfy the fire within her. \n\n\"Fucking asextual Gorons.\" Navi grumbled as the two entered the great fairy fountain within death mountain's crater, \"Well, not fucking.That’s the problem. Not fucking asextual Gorons.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nLink hummed, an acknowledgement that he had heard Navi’s complaints.\n\n\"Please. Let me at it. It will be fun.\" She needed his dick. She needed to feel it. Taste it. Bask in it. \n\n\"Great fairy first. Just be patient a little longer.\" Link reassured his partner.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIn a half teasing manner Navi whined, \"But I want it now.\" She did. Oh by the goddesses she wanted it, but she knew how childish she was being. The thought made her laugh, childish sexual whining. Navi could feel that Link was horny as well. It would be fine.\n\nSummon the great fairy. Receive her blessing. Say goodbye to the nice greater fay. Jump Link’s dick. She could hold on a bit longer.\n\nLink smiled as he lifted the ocarina to his lips. The notes to Zelda’s lullaby came easily, and the chamber filled with laughter. Out of the water erupted a great fairy.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Look at her,\" Navi whispered into Link’s ear, \"I bet she’s quite the fuck.\" Link, wisely, did not respond.\n\nThe great fairy floated in a relaxed pose. \"Greetings hero, and,\" she stopped to look closer at Navi. The great fairy tilted her head with interest. \"You are broken young fay.\"\n\nNavi stopped. \"What.\" \n\n\"Your mind,\" the great fairy clarified. \"It is broken.\"\n\nNavi bristled. Her mind was fine. Her mind was great. Navi was confident in saying that she was one of the most intelligent beings in Hyrule. She rallied, preparing to give this giant bimbo a piece of her ‘broken’ mind. \"You don’t -\"\n\nNavi stopped.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe could not move, or speak. The great fairy did not let her. \n\nIt was clear that his partner was somehow being attacked. Link reached for his sword and stopped. \n\n\"I’m sorry hero.\" There was a strange note of amusement in the great fairy’s voice, \"but this is a matter between fay. You cannot interfere.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTurning her attention back to Navi, the great fairy moved closer, \"Yes, broken. Here.\" Navi was overtaken by a wave of pleasure.\n\nShe was not broken. Well, maybe she was. Navi knew that her more recent attitude and actions would not be considered normal by most standards. Navi could feel the great fairy’s magic begin to work. Begin to ‘fix’ her.\n\n\"Relax,\" the great fairy said. \"This is for the best.\"\n\nExcept, if she was broken, she liked it. She wanted to be like this. Why should she be fixed? Some sense of propriety? Some arbitrary moral code? No. Navi was fine how she was. This self entitled whore was not going to control who Navi was!\n\n\"I am Wisdom. Greatest student of Naru,\" the great fairy said. \"My will is that of mountains. You cannot resist.\"\n\nNavi’s magic swelled in defiance. From her core Navi drew out more power than she thought she had. More power than she ever thought she could handle. Two words filled her mind, and her soul. \"Fuck! You!\" Navi screamed. The magic around her shattered.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nNavi moved. She darted at the avatar of wisdom, murder in her mind.\n\nThe great fairy pulled back, eyes wide with shock. Reflexively the greater fay brought her hand up in a complicated motion. Navi slammed against the unmoving bubble of force that formed around her. \"Fascinating,\" Wisdom said with a breath. \"Able to oppose my power, within my own fountain no less.\"\n\nNavi glared.\n\nThis was exciting. The great fairy had not felt this alive for centuries. Something different had been kindled within her. The great fairy smiled, and turned to Link. \"Apologies. I’ve been terribly rude ignoring you. Allow me to make amends,\" Wisdom said. She pointed at Link’s crotch. An invisible force wrapped itself around Link’s hardened manhood. With a rhythmic twitch of her finger Link felt the force move.\n\nNavi was enraged. She beat against the bubble trapping her. This entitled, self righteous, overpowered twit was touching Navi’s partner. How dare she! She did not have permission to touch Link. She was not allowed. \n\n\"Oh my.\" With a twirl of Wisdom’s finger a drop of precum welled up through Link’s pants. It floated up before the great fairy's eyes. With unmistakable lust she said, \"No wonder you broke.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nFairies poured out from Wisdom like a glowing wind. Link was engulfed by the mass of fay. It only took a few moments before they passed, taking all of Link’s clothes with them.\n\nThe great fairy stood. With another twirl of her finger Link rose in the air. The transparent sphere containing Navi moved to hover over the shoulder of the great fairy. The perfect place to view proceedings. \n\nSensuously, Wisdom approached Link. Kneeling before the floating hero, one hand came up to run a finger along his balls. \"There is power here. Power of life, but there is too much,\" the great fairy bit her lip in concentration, \"Of course, from the chosen champion of Farior, goddess of life. Liquid of life.\" Link felt his balls become heavier.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWisdom pulled away. Dozens of fairies converged on Link’s member. The tiny women wrapped themselves around his manhood. Leaning back on her hands, the great fairy watched with drunken delight as the fay worked.\n\nNavi knew that they were fragments of the greater fairy. In unison they mechanically pumped Link’s cock. Unified by the will of Wisdom. At least at first. Navi could see the lust grow behind their eyes. Passion, and need were overtaking their bodies. Cohesion was lost as one by one the fairies were absorbed in the majesty of Link’s manhood.\n\nLink came. The first spurt landed on the great fairy’s chest. She shuttered as steam rose where her skin was touched by the hero’s sperm. A second jet hit Wisdom, and a long moan escaped her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe sphere containing Navi moved before Link’s dick. The next spurt of cum entered the sphere to splash over Navi’s body. The great fairy was right, there was magic there. Navi never noticed before, she was always too caught up in sensation to pay attention. Another blast of sperm entered. The sphere began to fill with Link’s essence. \n\nFairies are curious creatures. They do not breathe in the traditional sense of the word. Air is unneeded. They ‘breathe’ ambient magic. Areas devoid of all magic, harmless to most creatures, are deadly to fay. Likewise, too much ambient magic can kill them.\n\nNavi froze. She was going to die. She should try to escape, except she did not want to. The cum came up to her knees. Navi wanted to stay right there. It came up to her waist. She wanted to be covered in Link’s cum. It came up to her chest. She wanted to be smothered in it. It came up to her neck. She wanted to die here. It engulfed her. She was going to die.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You have been twisted young fay.\"\n\nThe magic surrounded her, penetrated her. It was too much. Too wonderful. She opened her mouth. Her eyes. She let it fill her in every way. It felt like it was seeping into her skin. Seeping into her soul. She was going to die.\n\n\"Yet, there maybe something to this twisted path of yours.\"\n\nAir touched Navi’s skin. It was receding. No! Why? Navi did not want it to go. She wanted to die like this. The cum coalesced around Navi’s body, and took shape. She was not going to die.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I’m curious where it will lead you.\"\n\nThe little strapless dress clung to Navi like a second skin. Pearl white tinted blue by Navi’s glow. Short enough that any movement could expose her womanhood. Matching gloves stopped just before her elbows, and stockings came halfway up her thighs. \n\n\"So I present you this boon.\"\n\nIt looked, and flowed like cloth. Navi somehow knew that others may feel that illusion, but she did not. It was slimy, smooth, and hot. To Navi it felt like what it was. Cum. Link’s delicious, wonderful, lewd sperm. Navi loved it. This was a dress worth wearing. This was a dress worthy of her body.\n\n\"With this may you find what you wish.\"\n\nPower coiled through the dress. With this Navi had access to more magic than she ever thought she could. The things she could do with this power. The thought made her shiver.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Use it well,\" The great fairy said. \n\nNavi intended to.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Jaxon**: \n - Appearance: Jaxon is described as a man working as a security guard at a robotics storage facility.\n - Personality: Jaxon appears to be a tech enthusiast who enjoys exploring technology and robotics. He’s somewhat awkward around women and hasn't lost his virginity yet due to his reclusive nature.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships: Jaxon is alone; however, he seems interested in having relationships with women.\n\n2. **Kos-Mos**: \n - Appearance: Kos-Mos is an android dressed in a white outfit consisting of a bra-like piece and a short dress, thigh-high stockings, high heels, and a round metal headdress on her forehead.\n - Personality: Kos-Mos' personality isn't explicitly stated, but she is said to have a base personality detected by the Sex-OS system. Her current state is dormant until activated.\n - Special Abilities: Internal power keeps her at a minimum operating level, allowing her to maintain warmth and a faint pulse.\n - Relationships: Kos-Mos is paired with 2B and will address Jaxon as \"Master.\"\n\n3. **2B**: \n - Appearance: 2B is an android clad in a black dress decorated with white line patterns, thigh-high stockings, high heels, and a silver-colored hair blindfold.\n - Personality: Like Kos-Mos, 2B's personality isn't explicitly stated, but she too has a base personality detected by the Sex-OS system. Her current state is dormant until activated.\n - Special Abilities: Similar to Kos-Mos, internal power maintains her at a minimum operating level, providing warmth and a faint pulse.\n - Relationships: 2B is paired with Kos-Mos and will address Jaxon as \"Master.\"\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Androids' Synth-Skin:** The androids’ bodies are covered with realistic-looking synth-skin, making them nearly undetectable as artificial beings.\n- **Sex-OS System:** A downloadable operating system designed specifically for sex-droids, offering various features such as advanced sexual techniques, roleplay scenarios, and customizable user interfaces.\n- **Internal Power:** Both Kos-Mos and 2B possess some form of internal power that allows them to remain operational at a minimum level, maintaining their physical appearance and producing subtle sensations when interacted with.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- **Comm-unit:** A wrist-mounted device used for communication and controlling various aspects of the facility's security systems.\n- **Security Jumpsuit:** Jaxon wears a dark grey jumpsuit during his rounds, which he removes later in the story.\n- **Boxers:** Jaxon puts on boxers after removing his jumpsuit.\n- **Sex-Droid OS Download File:** A digital file containing the Sex-OS software, downloaded onto Jaxon's comm-unit from an online wares site.\n- **Cylinders:** Glass containers housing Kos-Mos and 2B, which can be sealed and opened using the facility's security systems.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- **Facility Security:** The Iacon Systems Robotics Storage Facility uses a combination of automated systems and manual checks to ensure security. Jaxon must perform nightly rounds to verify everything is in order.\n- **Robotics and Android Regulations:** There seem to be regulations regarding the use and storage of combat robots and high-end sex-droids like Kos-Mos and 2B, as indicated by their designation for long-term storage.\n- **Sex-OS System Functionality:** The operating system provides users with control over their sex-droids, including customizable personalities, advanced sexual techniques, and roleplay scenarios.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- **Geography:** The story takes place within a single building, the Iacon Systems Robotics Storage Facility, which consists of multiple warehouses connected by concrete corridors.\n- **Politics:** There is no explicit mention of politics in the story, but it implies that there might be regulations governing the use and storage of advanced technologies like androids and mechs.\n- **Social Hierarchy:** The facility seems to operate under a hierarchical structure, with Jaxon as a low-ranking employee responsible for security and maintenance tasks.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe man sitting behind the front lobby desk sighed as the chiming sound coming from his wrist mounted comm-unit chirped in an annoyingly chipper manner. This was the sign that it was time for him to make his nightly rounds around the building. Jaxon was the night-time security officer at the Iacon Systems Robotics Storage Facility. It was hardly as exciting as it sounded. It was essentially a group of huge warehouses all connected by a series of concrete corridors to form one gigantic building. Since most of the security features were controllable via app on his comm it only required one actual flesh-bot to man the place at night. He still had to do manual rounds the old-fashioned way once per night to ensure nothing was out of the ordinary however, per his boss. Honestly though, Jaxon found this to be his favorite part of the job. He still got to listen to his music as he roamed the shadowy corridors of the facility in its shut down evening state, but he also got to explore the place and lately he’d ventured to opening a container here and there to check out the robots housed within. He was somewhat of a tech fetishist by nature. A hardcore gamer, electronic music nerd, and fitting the stereotype going around these days, a bit of a recluse. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to find a girlfriend and have a social life, but working nights certainly didn’t help matters any. He’d always been a bit awkward around members of the opposite sex too boot. Which was why he sadly was still rocking his V-card despite his desires. \n\nHe pushed back from the desk, his wheeled chair rolling back a few feet before he rose. He swiped his comm-unit over the reader on the console which triggered the start of his rounds and decided he was going to visit an area he’d been interested in but hadn’t gotten around to exploring too much as yet. He traveled through the thick cement hall that lead to the biggest warehouse in the facility and swiping his comm across another reader to check in the armored metal door slid open to either side, emitting a whooshing sound as it did. He let out a low whistle as he saw the huge bunker-like chamber before him. He’d been in here before, but it never failed to impress. Some of the robots were too big to be locked in containers and he could see full sized combat units standing about as if displayed in a museum. \n\n\"Damn, that’s a Jehuty model there!\" He didn’t recall seeing it before. It must have been brought in that same day he guessed. Next to it stood a Rex, one of the Metal Gear series of mechs which still took his breath away even though he’d seen it plenty of times before. \"This place is just soooo cool! I wish they had a test range, so we could give them a spin and fire off some rounds. That would be sweet.\" As he geeked out he made his way across the hangar to one of the side rooms. He realized this was one of those places he had yet to check out. The rounds mainly required him to check every exterior entrance but not the inner chambers. The blue steel door whisked open to admit him and he found himself in a room bathed in a soft blue light emanating from floor mounted panels which surrounded the two features which dominated the room. There were a pair of glass cylinders mounted atop round metal platforms which ran up to the ceiling. As his eyes adjusted to the light of the room he gasped.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nInside each of the tubes was what appeared to be a human woman! And both of them were stunningly attractive at that. One was clad primarily in white, the other in black. As he studied them he realized that they weren’t human after all, but androids nearly undetectable as such, down to the synth-skin their bodies were covered with which looked entirely realistic. He glanced down at the base of each of their cylinders and saw etched metal name-plates at their feet. The one in white was apparently named Kos-Mos and the one in black was 2B. He was having trouble tearing his eyes away from them and to his embarrassment he realized he was now sporting an erection from checking out their delightfully sculpted bodies. Their manner of dress only served to fuele his fantasies, seemingly designed as fetishwear as it was. \n\n2B was clad in a black dress decorated with white line patterns. It hugged her torso like a second skin, revealing the generous curves of her breasts and the tautness of her smooth tummy. A cutout on the chest revealed a copious amount of cleavage, soft pale flesh that drew his eyes immediately. It sported side slits that made their way up over her hips which gave him a delicious view of her bare upper thighs and round curvy ass. Black thigh-high stockings that ended in high heels completed the sexy look. Beneath her silver colored hair, she wore a black blindfold, a curious addition that added an air of mystery to the seductive looking android. \n\nKos-Mos meanwhile was every bit as sexy in her own right. Whereas 2B had shorter neck-length hair this unit had long silver-blue hair that hung down past her ass. She was clad in a shoulder-less white top that consisted of a bra-like piece and a short dress which hung beneath it and only barely covered her panties. From the angle he was staring up at her from he could see the white fabric flashing from under her skirt and he blushed as he realized he was ogling an android’s underthings. She also had thigh high stockings held up by black garters. And as with 2B they ended in high heels as well. Upon her forehead she wore a round metal headdress which he presumed was some kind of unit though he couldn’t guess what it did exactly. It appeared to be connected to side pieces which stuck out of her hair to either side of her head. She had no blindfold on unlike her roommate, but her eyes were currently closed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"These can’t be combat robots.\" He scratched his head as he ogled them intently. \"They look more like... like sex-droids. Really, really, high end sex-droids. These kinds of units go for a fortune. More than most combat bots.\" He was puzzling through this conundrum by babbling to himself as he stared. God, just looking at them had him fully aroused he realized. He was going to have to rub one out in the restroom at this rate. His cock almost painfully ground against the front of his dark grey security jumpsuit. \"Damn, I wish I could afford one of these beauties. Who needs a flesh-unit when you can come home to fuck someone who looks like that.\" As he stood there, certain ideas began to form in his mind. \"Why go home to one when you could go home to two.\" He argued back and forth a little bit as he wandered around them checking the pair out from all sides and getting some great upskirt angles to snap pics via his comm-unit. Before long the part of him that was arguing in favor of not risking possible trouble with his job had utterly lost. He knew it was wrong, but he was going to steal from the company because an opportunity like this would likely never come along again. Plus, the shit wages the place paid were nothing compared to the cost of these babies. He had already worked out the logistics. He’d finish his rounds and then he had plenty of time to kill where he had nothing to do save for keeping an eye on things. \n\nThe rest of his trip around the facility was quiet as expected and once it was done he went to work. He used his knowledge of the security systems to loop what looked like motionless corridors onto the recordings as he opened the cylinders housing the androids and got a lift to help him haul them off to his van parked outside. He sealed the tubes back up and made sure to shut the door behind him. He had checked the manifest and they were both marked for long term storage which hopefully meant there would be little chance of discovery for quite some time. After that things went surprisingly smoothly. He finished off his shift, handed off responsibility to the morning shift peeps as they came in to replace him and drove on out of there without a second glance. That wasn’t to say he wasn’t nervous however. Jaxon felt like he was sweating bullets as he stopped at the security gate that surrounded the facility, but they waved him on through without a second thought and then he was on the highway and back to his apartment. \n\nOnce he had his pair of lovelies home, he laid them out atop his bed and began the next step he’d come up with. He still couldn’t believe they were supposedly combat bots given how they’d been designed but he wasn’t taking any chances. He hit up a trustworthy wares site online and downloaded the most popular Sex-Droid OS they had. As the status bar on his comm-unit kept him updated on how long remained he approached the bed and stared down at the two currently lifeless hotties. He’d never had a woman even come into his apartment, yet now he had what could pass for two of the sexiest he’d ever seen in his bed. Part of him wanted to wait to get them all up and running but it was his aching cock crying out for attention that won out in the end. He climbed atop the bed on his knees and straddled Kos-Mos’ chest. The bikini style top she wore had a cutout showing off a delectable amount of underboob which his eyes immediately locked onto. He unzipped his jumpsuit and pushed it back off his shoulders so that he was largely naked atop her. His erect shaft sprung forward, and he jerked it a few times, groaning happily at his first chance to do so since the night had begun. After a few tentative trips up along his pecker he reached down with both hands and groped her large perky tits. He gasped in amazement, they felt every bit as soft and welcoming as he imagined an actual human woman’s would. He felt the sensation of nipples poking against his palms through the thin layer of what seemed to be silk covering them. He kneaded and groped her chest as he positioned his cock between those two delicious orbs. He began to pump gently with his hips, driving his cock up between her breasts. As amazing as they felt in his hands, they surpassed his wildest expectations as they enveloped his cock. He began to delve further up between them, sandwiching his entire prick between her juicy tits.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Jaxon**: \n - Appearance: Jaxon is described as a man working as a security guard at a robotics storage facility.\n - Personality: Jaxon appears to be a tech enthusiast who enjoys exploring technology and robotics. He’s somewhat awkward around women and hasn't lost his virginity yet due to his reclusive nature.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships: Jaxon is alone; however, he seems interested in having relationships with women.\n\n2. **Kos-Mos**: \n - Appearance: Kos-Mos is an android dressed in a white outfit consisting of a bra-like piece and a short dress, thigh-high stockings, high heels, and a round metal headdress on her forehead.\n - Personality: Kos-Mos' personality isn't explicitly stated, but she is said to have a base personality detected by the Sex-OS system. Her current state is dormant until activated.\n - Special Abilities: Internal power keeps her at a minimum operating level, allowing her to maintain warmth and a faint pulse.\n - Relationships: Kos-Mos is paired with 2B and will address Jaxon as \"Master.\"\n\n3. **2B**: \n - Appearance: 2B is an android clad in a black dress decorated with white line patterns, thigh-high stockings, high heels, and a silver-colored hair blindfold.\n - Personality: Like Kos-Mos, 2B's personality isn't explicitly stated, but she too has a base personality detected by the Sex-OS system. Her current state is dormant until activated.\n - Special Abilities: Similar to Kos-Mos, internal power maintains her at a minimum operating level, providing warmth and a faint pulse.\n - Relationships: 2B is paired with Kos-Mos and will address Jaxon as \"Master.\"\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Androids' Synth-Skin:** The androids’ bodies are covered with realistic-looking synth-skin, making them nearly undetectable as artificial beings.\n- **Sex-OS System:** A downloadable operating system designed specifically for sex-droids, offering various features such as advanced sexual techniques, roleplay scenarios, and customizable user interfaces.\n- **Internal Power:** Both Kos-Mos and 2B possess some form of internal power that allows them to remain operational at a minimum level, maintaining their physical appearance and producing subtle sensations when interacted with.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- **Comm-unit:** A wrist-mounted device used for communication and controlling various aspects of the facility's security systems.\n- **Security Jumpsuit:** Jaxon wears a dark grey jumpsuit during his rounds, which he removes later in the story.\n- **Boxers:** Jaxon puts on boxers after removing his jumpsuit.\n- **Sex-Droid OS Download File:** A digital file containing the Sex-OS software, downloaded onto Jaxon's comm-unit from an online wares site.\n- **Cylinders:** Glass containers housing Kos-Mos and 2B, which can be sealed and opened using the facility's security systems.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- **Facility Security:** The Iacon Systems Robotics Storage Facility uses a combination of automated systems and manual checks to ensure security. Jaxon must perform nightly rounds to verify everything is in order.\n- **Robotics and Android Regulations:** There seem to be regulations regarding the use and storage of combat robots and high-end sex-droids like Kos-Mos and 2B, as indicated by their designation for long-term storage.\n- **Sex-OS System Functionality:** The operating system provides users with control over their sex-droids, including customizable personalities, advanced sexual techniques, and roleplay scenarios.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- **Geography:** The story takes place within a single building, the Iacon Systems Robotics Storage Facility, which consists of multiple warehouses connected by concrete corridors.\n- **Politics:** There is no explicit mention of politics in the story, but it implies that there might be regulations governing the use and storage of advanced technologies like androids and mechs.\n- **Social Hierarchy:** The facility seems to operate under a hierarchical structure, with Jaxon as a low-ranking employee responsible for security and maintenance tasks.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nEven though she was entirely still at the moment, her flesh was warm to the touch. He guessed she must have internal power keeping her at a minimum operating level even now. Furthermore, there was what felt like a faint pulse emanating through her. It made it feel less like he was humping the tits of an inanimate object and more akin to taking advantage of a sleeping girl. It felt kind of wrong in all the best ways and he began to fuck her soft yielding tits all the harder as he squeezed her funbags and used his grip to rub them up and down his dick. As he rode her chest he stared down at her face. She was absolutely beautiful with pale flesh that almost looked like porcelain. He imagined what those pouty lips of hers would feel like when they were wrapped around his cock. Even ravaging her tits like this was beyond his wildest expectations. Having held back his lust all night long he found himself unable to resist the temptation to cum quickly. As he felt his balls clenching up in anticipation he reached forward suddenly to grab hold of her long silvery bangs and tugged so that her face pulled up to look head on towards his cock. As his fuckstick erupted, hot streamers of jizz splashed out all across that sexy face of hers, coating it with his seed. After making a mess of her and leaving her plastered with his quivering spunk he slipped from between her tits, leaving a trail of ball batter in the canyon of her cleavage as well before he got up off her. Jaxon finished removing his jumpsuit entirely and donned a pair of boxers before he noticed that the status bar was flashing to let him know his download was complete. \n\n\"Fuck, that was great as is. I can’t wait to see what these sluts can do when they’re fully functional.\" He was about to search for a physical input/output port of some variety on the girls when he had an idea. Scanning for unknown wireless signals he quickly identified one for each of them, clearly identifiable as their names were present in the string of characters presented on his display. Syncing them both up with his comm-unit he sent the file over to each of them. It didn’t take long to transfer and next came installation. \n\n\"Welcome to Sex-OS. Your one stop shop for Sex-Droid operating systems. To begin, please assign your preferred method of being addressed by your unit.\" The pleasant sounding voice coming over the speakers stopped and flashing on the screen was a field which had been filled out with the default choice of master. His lips curled up into a big grin as he tried that on in his mind. Not only would he have his own pair of gorgeous babes to do whatever he liked with, but they would address him as master to boot? He clicked it without even considering an alternative option.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Thank you, Master. Your input has been collected. Existing personalities detected in both units. Would you like to override at this time?\" This question made him pause. He considered a moment then realized he could always override later on if he changed his mind but why not see what kind of base personality each of the units had installed? He selected the choice to leave them intact and the program moved on. \n\n\"Selection recorded. You can change previous selections at any time via the settings menu. At this time, you have completed basic installation of Sex-OS. Your units have been uploaded with advanced sexual techniques & a variety of roleplay scenarios. They have also been set to follow any and all commands you make of them. You can explore the additional options at any time by accessing the settings menu. If you require assistance with any operation, please check out the expansive help menu or contact our customer assistance AI for further help. Thank you for using Sex-OS. Make sure you enjoy yourself, Master.\" As the voice cut off and the OS program blinked off his screen he glanced up to see both Kos-Mos & 2B began to stir atop his bed. \n\nAs he looked at the sight of the pair of them, Kos-Mos still painted with his seed, he realized this was by far the most exciting thing he’d ever had happen to him. He’d been up all night covering his shift but the last thing he felt was tired. He crossed his arms and grinned. Today was going to be a long day. Luckily, he wasn’t on shift that evening. Jaxon was about to punch his V-Card.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Protagonist (unnamed)**:\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Initially fearful and indecisive, later shown to be brave and selfless.\n\t* Special abilities: Unspecified, although they seem to possess some sort of mental control over spiders.\n\t* Relationships: Close friends with Theraine, Maylis, Toah, and possibly others mentioned in the context.\n2. **Malachai**:\n\t* Appearance: Ruined skin, bubbling and peeling due to the ring's effects.\n\t* Personality: Desperate and defeated when the protagonist rejects the ring.\n3. **Toah**:\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Panicked and apologetic when her actions lead to the protagonist's injury.\n4. **Theraine**:\n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n\t* Personality: Emotional and concerned about the protagonist's well-being.\n5. **Maylis**: \n\t* Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n6. **Veila**:\n\t* Age: Old, but younger than the mysterious boy/man.\n7. **Raine**:\n\t* Personality: Assured and knowledgeable about the world's laws and history.\n8. **Mysterious Boy/Man**:\n\t* Age: Appears to be around 15-16 years old, but has an 'eons-old' presence.\n\t* Appearance: Handsome, tall, and dressed in plain clothing with a distinctive blue cloak and crimson eye pendant.\n\t* Personality: Wise, old, and seemingly benevolent.\n\t* Special abilities: Can manipulate time and possibly other aspects of reality.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Ring**: A powerful artifact that can grant immense strength or transform its user into a monstrous version of themselves (as seen with Malachai).\n2. **Spiders**: These creatures are under some form of control or influence, allowing them to respond to the protagonist's mental commands.\n3. **Antidote**: An unspecified substance that could counteract the effects of the ring, hinted at by Toah's regretful words.\n4. **Staff**: The mysterious boy's wooden staff, adorned with symbols that cause pain to behold, seems to hold significant power.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Silver Ring**: Grants immense strength but risks transforming its user into a monster.\n2. **Crimson Eye Pendant**: Adorns the mysterious boy's neck and might be connected to his powers.\n3. **Emerald-tipped Staff**: Holds significant power and allows the boy to manipulate time.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **Time Manipulation**: The mysterious boy can rewind time to correct mistakes, but only when he deems it necessary.\n2. **Law of Time**: Forbids tampering with the timeline, except for those who created and enforce it.\n3. **Alaktev Continent**: Home to various locations, including caves, rocky cliffs, and cities like Alaktev.\n4. **Gelethe Manor**: Located on the continent of Alaktev and possibly owned by the Lady of Gelethe.\n5. **World's History**: Includes events such as the creation and enforcement of the Law of Time, which prohibits tampering with the past.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Continent of Alaktev**: Features diverse geography, including rocky cliffs, oceans, and caves.\n2. **Cities and Locations**: Alaktev, Gelethe Manor, and possibly other settlements exist within the world.\n3. **Social Hierarchy**: The Lady of Gelethe is likely a prominent figure, while Raine's knowledge suggests she may be part of a group or organization that understands the world's workings.\n4. **Magic and Supernatural Elements**: Spiders, the ring, and the mysterious boy's powers demonstrate the existence of magical forces within this world.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nNo, you couldn’t risk it. The thought of becoming like Malachai is too horrible to bear, and with a jerk of your arm, you throw the ring into the river. Malachai screams in defeat as the ring falls, then lies still, the ruined skin of the thing he’d become bubbling and peeling as the poison within burns him away.\n\nYou look back over your shoulder, feeling pain so great within you that your legs have locked, denying you even the small comfort of falling to your knees. Desperately you form a powerful desire to stop and wait in your mind, and then address the spiders approaching Theraine and Maylis. \"Stop.\"\n\nThe spiders draw up short, then turn to face you questioningly. Behind you Toah speaks to them as well, panicingly reinforcing your command as she drags herself to her feet and stumbles towards you. Pain flares in your mind and suddenly you’re lying on the bridge, Toah’s hands cradling your head. You can’t feel any pain in your legs anymore, but you can’t move, either. Every breath you take is a new agony of burning, searing pain, a thrumming suffering that would make you scream and weep if you still could.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYour eyes fix on Toah as she speaks, but her voice is far away, as if she is calling down to you from the top of a deep, deep well. \"...I didn’t mean for them to attack you. I’m sorry...I’m sorry. If only I had thought to bring the antidote from Gilbert’s home, I could have saved you!\"\n\nAnother wave of pain surges through you, and when your eyes focus upwards again, Theraine’s face is there beside Toah’s. Tears pour from his eyes as he holds something...your hand? Gray bones with strips of pink, partly dissolved sinew are all that remain of your digits if that was the case. You try to smile, wanting to tell him it’s alright and not to cry and that he needs to take care of Maylis...but nothing within you moves. You cannot feel even a heartbeat now, let alone any intake of breath you could use to speak.\n\nFinally, as oblivion takes you, the agony ends.\n\nLight washes over you, light from all directions. For an instant you can see and hear nothing – and then form returns to the world. You hear the crash of waves against rocky cliffs, and see the ocean before you. The twin suns are high in the sky above and a pleasant wind blows, stirring the grass beneath you.\n\n\"While choosing death to avoid a worse fate for your comrades can be admirable,\" a voice speaks, and you realize a man stands on the rocky cliffs ahead. You struggle to make him out, but the light that blinded you a moment ago is still receding, rendering his form indistinct. \"But yours was an act of mere fear, not selflessness. Fear can be a healthy thing, but it can also be quite ugly. You feared that your own self, that your very strength of being was too little to resist whatever the ring might do to you, and so you chose certain death instead.\"\n\n\"You should have more faith in yourself.\" The light fully recedes, and you see the man clearly at last. His features are those of a boy, no more than 15 or sixteen years old. He is handsome, but not extraordinary. He is tall, but not exceptionally so. He is dressed plainly in the same style as any young man you’ve seen in Alaktev, save for his cloak. Its blue hues flow strangely, as if somehow deep, fast waters rush within the cloth. A crimson eye bound in gold pins it around his neck, and in his right hand he holds a staff of wood you do not know, inscribed with symbols that hurt to look at. An emerald is fixed to the tip of his staff, shimmering with its own internal light. None of this holds your attention, however, for it is the man’s eyes that you cannot escape.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nEmerald eyes stare at you from within his youthful features, and eons stare along with them. Even standing beside the pyramids of Egypt four years ago you’d felt less sensation of time; this man, this...thing that seemed to be a man...it was old. You’ve seen this kind of age within Veila’s purple eyes, but you’re sure even she is like an infant compared to this thing that stands before you.\n\nThe man smiles, shaking his head. \"Thing? That applies more to yourself at the moment. You are dead, after all. It’s not as if you should be able to see or hear at all right now.\"\n\nYou try to look down at yourself, but you view is fixed and wholly immobile. Slowly you realize that the sounds, the sights, even the sensation of the wind were passing through you, not touching your skin or eyes or ears. What was going on? Where were you?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You are currently a corpse, lying in a cave on the continent of Alaktev, beneath the manor of the Lady of Gelethe. You are, I assure you, quite dead.\" The man waves his staff, and the emerald at the tip thrums with power. \"Your death is somewhat inconvenient for me, however. I will not allow it just yet, so I will turn back time and correct the error in judgment that caused your unfortunate end.\"\n\nWhat? But Raine had assured you there was no way to change the past, hadn’t she? She’d seemed to think the entire idea was nonsense! You couldn’t just undo death!\n\n\"Of course.\" The man shrugs as emerald light begins to radiate from his staff. \"When the world was mended, the law of time was laid out, forbidding any kind of tampering. There is a single exception, however. You see, the one who created and enforces that law is not bound to obey it himself.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nLight suffuses you, stealing away your senses of sight and touch, but still the man’s voice echoes within your soul. \"You will not remember this well, but if you remember nothing else, recall this: have more faith in yourself in future, and do not so carelessly waste your life! I will not always be willing to make eternity wait for you!\"\n\n\"...I’ll die without it. The ring...\" You look down at Malachai, one of the shriveled wretch’s hands coming apart at the joints as the flesh within melts away. The ring...could save him? Then could it save you, as well? But what if it did something horrible to you? What if Malachai had been an ordinary person once, and then the ring had done this to him? Was it worth risking, even though the alternative was certain death?\n\nBut as you stare down at the ring in your palm, feeling poison burning through your chest, you realize you don’t have another chance. With shaking hands, you slip the silver ring onto your middle finger, hoping desperately that whatever it does to you, you’ll still be yourself at the end of it.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Jezebella (Jez):**\n\t* Appearance: Pale-skinned, possibly with fangs.\n\t* Personality: Vampiric, cunning, playful, manipulative, and possibly lonely.\n\t* Special abilities: Vampire powers, including superhuman strength and endurance.\n\t* Relationships: None explicitly stated, but she seems to enjoy her relationships with lycanthropes and has a strong desire for companionship.\n2. **Clay:**\n\t* Appearance: Human, possibly with a muscular build due to being a werewolf.\n\t* Personality: Laid-back, sleepy, and possibly unaware of his surroundings.\n\t* Special abilities: Werewolf transformations, likely triggered by the full moon.\n\t* Relationship: He is Jezebella's lover and becomes a permanent resident of the castle.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Vampire/Werewolf Hybrids:** The story implies that vampires can consume semen as an alternative food source, which allows them to reproduce with werewolves. This leads to the creation of hybrid offspring.\n2. **Lycanthropic Spell:** A magical spell or curse that keeps werewolves in their animal form during the day.\n3. **Cum-based Nutrition:** The story highlights Jezebella's unusual diet, where she consumes large amounts of semen from various partners, including Clay. This sustains her and satisfies her hunger.\n4. **Magic Moonstones:** Legend suggests that magic moonstones can substitute for a proper celestial body in cursework and potion brewing, potentially allowing for controlled werewolf transformations.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Coffin:** Jezebella's personal coffin serves as a comfortable sleeping place, often used for resting and relaxation.\n2. **Alpaca Wool Blankets:** Dusty blankets stored in airing cupboards that Jeeves uses to make Clay comfortable.\n3. **Rawhide Chew Toys, Tennis Balls, and Peanut Butter:** Items scattered around the castle garden, suggesting a playful and domestic atmosphere.\n4. **Stained Glass Installations:** Decorative windows featuring quotes like \"I LOVE MY FUR BABIES\" and \"WOLF MOM 4 LIFE,\" hinting at Jezebella's affection for her lycanthrope offspring.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Vampire Physiology:** Vampires seem to require a specific type of nutrition, either blood or semen, to sustain themselves.\n2. **Werewolf Transformations:** Lycanthropes undergo transformations based on the lunar cycle, with a possible exception using magic moonstones.\n3. **Hybrid Offspring:** Vampires and werewolves can interbreed, resulting in hybrid offspring with unique characteristics.\n4. **Castle Magic:** The castle appears to be enchanted, with features like ensorcelled windowpanes and possibly other magical properties.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in a valley surrounded by mountains, with a cliffside castle serving as the primary location.\n2. **Politics:** There are village elders governing the nearby village, but their relationship with the castle and its occupants is unclear.\n3. **Social Hierarchy:** The story doesn't explicitly describe social hierarchies, but it implies that vampires hold a position of power and influence within the region.\n4. **Time Period:** The narrative spans multiple centuries, with events unfolding over time, affecting both the castle and the surrounding village.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe morning after was crisp, cloudless, and outright ridden with lush ceramic sunlight. Birds chirped in song, honeybees buzzed bumbling through pastel pastures of dew-laden windflowers, and a warm westerly wind whistled wistfully betwixt branches of birch and pine alike. Various villagers in the valley farmland rose to their earliest chores reluctantly, rather preferring to relish the pastoral purity the dawn had delivered them.\n\nMeanwhile, way up high inside the cliffside castle above those blessed folk, none of that jazz applied. Jezebella had for centuries ensured her every windowpane was nicely ensorcelled to magically glaze over in opaque ink at the first light breaking over the mountainous skyline. The thick stonebrick walls were pretty well soundproof to boot, ensuring no noisome fauna from the wild outdoors interrupted the countess’ typical dawn-to-dusk slumber. A slumber she normally enjoyed nestled into the plush, padded satin confines of her personal coffin, unlike today, spent instead sprawled askew on a sticky sitting room sofa, and smothered beneath the bulk of a certain canine dinner guest from the night before.\n\n\"...mmmf... mmhn... hmmf...\" Jez gently gurgled in her sleep, dreams dripping with visions, touches and tastes of the same scrumptious doggy dong that even now still remained stuck balls-deep down her bulging throat. It had taken her longer than normal to drift off to sleep, all things considered, but circumstances conspired to steal yet more shuteye from the vexed vampiress nevertheless.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"...hmnn... nnnh... hn–nnh? Uh-uugh-eck?\" Jezebella croaked, eyes creaking open as the comforting girth she’d choked herself to sleep on steadily began to slim, shrink, and leave her windpipe so empty the sensation roused her rapidly. \"Uuah–aahhpfft... ooh, ah, whoa my my, well... I suppose it was to be expected, after all...\"\n\nThough no drop nor ray of golden sun shone through the nearby windows, evidently the lycanthropic spell that had held her lupine lover in his werewolf form wound down and gave up its hold regardless, leaving not the canine Claw but mere man Clay laying atop his suck-happy hostess. The significant decrease in dick size from former to latter had finally allowed Jez to extract herself, albeit a bit reluctantly, from her very welcome visitor. Clay’s respectable-for-a-puny-human hog flopped down between the vampiress’ two pale moons, while the man himself yawned slightly, shivered a bit, but went right on snoring in peaceful sleep despite shedding a few full wardrobes worth of wolf fur and about a hundred pounds of animal muscle besides. The violated vampiress he rested on, then, was left to take stock of things, plus a few full breaths for the first time in many hours. Licking her fangs and marveling at the funny feeling of a mouth full of saliva, semen, and miscellaneous slime coating every metric millimeter of her throat... but no cock at all, Jezebella gently pat the pert human booty of her slumbering partner, parked in partial 69 position atop her. Or atop a particularly swollen, bloated part of her anyway;\n\nSloshing and churning, the literal cum dumpster of Jezebella's gravid midriff wobbled and swelled under the vampiress' vast tracts of land, perhaps inspiring the intrepid reader to liken the good lady's goo-gorged gut to a hyper-pregnant belly, eh? If so please perish the thought, since no matter how absurdly virile the quintillion canine sperm cells draining now into our heroine's small intestines, it simply isn't possible to knock a bitch up via oral creampie. Maybe don't skip the epilogue though, wink wink nudge nudge. She normally drank perhaps just a hundredth as much blood as she’d swallowed Claw’s cum... but excess aside, at least this time her \"victim\" had lived through a meal for once, and judging from the healthy color of the man spooning her cumgut like a spooge-stuffed teddy bear, he’d emerged none the worse for having output such stupendously oversized loads.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh dear oh dear, how will I miss you monsieur...\" Jez said softly, as already a small ache bud in her breast. She realized with quiet remorse just how fortunate last night’s surprise encounter had been; she could hardly recall having so much fun up here in her lonely castle! Rubbing her stuffed tummy, licking her lips, and once again surprising herself with how satisfying the cum-only meal had been, to the point her normal vampiric hunger for mortal blood was nicely stifled, Jezebella basked in the blissful afterglow.\n\nBut alas, all things must come to pass.\n\n\"...unless?\"\n\nA wry smile spread across the vampiress’ plump, cum-stained lips as a curious spark lit mental embers inside her tired mind. Come to think, she had never sent a villager back home after a summons to her castle, so no sense in starting now. Surely the manor had far too many empty rooms with just herself and the help inhabiting it, so space for more was no object. Clay may need some small swaying on the matter, but Jez was confident she could argue her case convincingly.\n\n\"Unless indeed, honhonhon...\" the vampiress sniggered, already filling out a long mental checklist of tasks to attend and arrangements to make for a permanent live-in lycanthrope food source. It might be bothersome waiting once a month to get her fill though, but Jezebella reckoned she might call in a few favors to address even that point: a friend of a friend from way back had been known to dabble in mystical objects back in Transylvania, and legend has it certain magic moonstones could substitute for a proper celestial body in cursework and potion brewery, why not werewolf formation as well? \"Oooh la la, there is so very much to do but I daresay it will be so very worth the while...\" Jezebella cackled on, both her hands drumming on Clay’s rosy rump a restless rhythm. Mayhap this was the start of a whole new wolf-centric lifestyle for the ageless lady, or at the very least, the start of a new adventure in domestic pet-with-benefits) ownership. Either at her cheeky touch or the distinct lack of warm fur covering his fully bare form, Clay shivered again, audible chatter of teeth and all.\n\nPerking up at that, Jez shook her head til she came to her senses. First things were first, and she had a new, handsome man to make comfortable. All the alpaca wool blankets collecting dust in the airing cupboards wouldn’t shake themselves out, nor throw themselves over the sleeping peasant, tuck him in, and maybe plant a few wet kisses on his cute dimpled cheek for good measure. She’d need to have Jeeves prepare a real breakfast for once as well, to be ready whenever the aforementioned man was ready to wake up on his own.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ah!\" but there she went again, getting lost in thought instead of getting to it. Smoothly dissolving to transparent mist that wooshed out from under him and reformed erect next to the sofa he now laid on alone, the keen countess leaned over for a quick word and quicker headpat before acting on her newfound plans.\n\nIn the least-raspy post-throatpie whisper her talky parts could muster, Jezebella wheezed with ample whimsy, \"Stay, Clay. Good boy.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nFor many seasons and more, the village in the valley never again received another summons from the castle on the cliff for a young one among them to pay a visit.\n\nWhich was just as well, since the village elders relished never again needing to fabricate falsehoods to explain why those young ones never returned home... but even still, it remained a matter of minor gossip among those in the know for several years after.\n\nBut only several years, as that gossip rather rapidly gave way to the more popular talk of wondering just what all the sounds that echoed down the cliffside from the castle on especially quiet nights could be. Some said ghosts, others said general devilry, and a few swore they heard the sloppy sounds of some sultry seductress swallowing and spitting some thirty tureens of salt gravy. Despite the casual curiosity, none of the villagers even so much as planned to pen a polite letter of inquiry for the castle’s mysterious residents.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSmall pity for their idle talk they didn’t, as folk’d have had quite more to gossip over upon seeing the fresh facade that steadily overtook the gothic facade of the clifftop manor as time upon time went by. Multiple sizes of doggy doors built into the chateau’s imposing iron gate, all the rawhide chew toys, tennis balls, and empty jars of peanut butter that littered its garden pathway, plus a small fortune in stained glass installations that spelled out in scintillating letterforms queer quotes like \"I ♥︎ MY FUR BABIES\" and \"WOLF MOM 4 LIFE\" featuring chiefly within the ornate wrought-iron windowframes.\n\nSuch superficial observations might paint the picture of a reformed countess who had found new purpose in the keeping and caring of household pets... but were a hypothetical observer to step into the castle itself, and sneak deep enough to reach the owner's custom-made kennels, they’d find (especially on nights when a moon hung huge and full in a cloudless sky) with fair ease that Jezebella was into much more than simply caring for a few adopted pups.\n\nMore aptly, it was her growing family of vampire/werewolf offspring who were all regularly into her always-hungry mouth. And into her fertile muff too, particularly whenever one of the vampiress’ incestual cubs came of age, thus earning his natural-born right to hump a fresh baby bump into his dear vampiric mother. Indeed, the next several centuries (at least!) promised much less bloodshed, and much more of a certain countess gorging herself on high-vitamin dogsperm instead.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnd more’s the joyous blessing! The village in the valley flourished while wisely opting not to knock on no door while the castle on the cliff was figuratively a’rockin, and oh yes, don’t worry for Old Perry neither; that humble mule made it back to his stable the very same day he’d left Clay behind at the castle gates, and lived a nice full while in bucolic accord hauling hay and munching cabbage in the ealdorman’s rustic farmyard.\n\nAt least until he sired a strange donkey son who wasn’t really a donkey, but, ah, that’s another silly story entirely.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Jill Valentine:** \n * Appearance: Not explicitly described, but implied to be physically capable and athletic.\n * Personality: Strong-willed, confident, and determined. She can come across as unfair or judgmental when misjudged (e.g., her initial perception of Carlos).\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter and survivor, proficient in combat and able to think on her feet.\n * Relationships: Has a complicated past with Carlos, which evolves throughout the story.\n2. **Carlos Oliveira:**\n * Appearance: Implied to be charming and physically fit, with a goatee.\n * Personality: Charming, dependable, and sweet. He has a sense of humor and can be playful.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter and partner to Jill.\n * Relationships: Complicated past with Jill, which evolves throughout the story.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n* Both Jill and Carlos exhibit a strong connection based on physical attraction and shared experiences.\n* They engage in explicit, intimate activities despite being in a high-pressure situation (chasing monsters in the zombie-infested city).\n* Their relationship dynamic involves banter, teasing, and mutual respect.\n* Jill seems to appreciate Carlos's masculinity and enjoys worshiping his body.\n* Carlos appears to be comfortable with Jill's assertiveness and dominance in their interactions.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n* **Pistol:** Jill uses a pistol as a primary weapon, which is holstered and referenced throughout the story.\n* **Rifle:** Carlos carries a rifle, which Jill takes control of at one point during their interaction.\n* **Linoleum Wall:** A key location where Jill and Carlos engage in intimate activities while taking a break from fighting zombies.\n* **Subway Cars:** The setting for some of the story's events, including their escape from the city.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n* The world appears to be post-apocalyptic, with zombies roaming the streets and a city under threat of destruction.\n* Umbrella Corporation plays a significant role, likely as a villainous organization responsible for the outbreak.\n* The rules governing the world involve survival, combat, and navigating the dangers posed by zombies and other threats.\n* The magical system, if any, is not explicitly stated; however, supernatural elements like the zombies suggest a world with its own set of laws and rules.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n* **Geography:** The story takes place in Raccoon City, which is under attack by zombies and possibly destroyed in thermobaric fire.\n* **Politics:** Umbrella Corporation seems to hold significant power and influence, potentially contributing to the outbreak.\n* **Social Hierarchies:** The survivors appear to be a mix of individuals with different skills and backgrounds, working together to survive.\n* **Laws Governing the World:** The rules of this world involve survival, combat, and navigating the dangers posed by zombies and other threats.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI'm jumping on the bandwagon with a Resident Evil story. \n\nPlease consider checking out my Twitter.\n\n\"If it means I can help save the city, that’s fine by me.\"\n\nJill paused. For all his joking and needling, Carlos really was the dependable, charming fellow that he’d seemed, and she’d been unfair to misjudge him. Sure, Umbrella was rotten to the core, and maybe he didn’t understand that yet...but that didn’t mean that he deserved the full force of her ire against a shadowy, nebulously evil pharmaceutical corporation.\n\nEven in the face of hell on Earth, Carlos was sweet and fun. And Jill was terribly hungry.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You know,\" she began, eyes glancing between the stairway leading further down to the subway and the corner of the tunnel past the grate she’d lured the creature away from earlier, \"I’ve got something I’ve been meaning to ask of you.\"\n\n\"Yeah, what’s up?\" He tilted his head to the side in an adorable display of inquisitiveness. \"Anything you need, I’ll help you out.\"\n\n\"Good.\" Jill grinned, holstering her pistol and resting her hand on Carlos’s shoulder. \"Now, don’t be surprised, okay?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"What do you-\" He started, then grunted in surprise as Jill pushed him against the linoleum wall, relinquishing his hold on his rifle to allow her to grab it by the top and lower to the ground. \"What’s gotten into you, Jill?\"\n\n\"Shh, don’t worry. I’m looking for something special, and you’ve got exactly what I need.\" Her gloved hands, grimy with dried blood, reached down to his waist, her right thumb hooking into his side strap while her other palm cupped the shocked man’s crotch.\n\n\"Wha...Jill, here? Seriously? Now?\" Carlos’s mouth opened and closed in shock, and she silenced him with a kiss, sucking hard on his lips with her own while her hands stroked his growing bulge and pawed clumsily to undo what was holding his vest up. Carlos’s lips were puffy from exertion, and Jill’s had to have been raw and sore, but she didn’t care, and when she stuck her tongue between his teeth to jostle against his own muscle, he hummed with her at the shared warmth and tension. His hands moved up to follow the curve of her waist, reaching up to brush the underside of her breasts, gliding his thumb from one clothed nipple to the next and back again, as he cupped her rear in his wide, strong grip.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Just a taste, Carlos.\" Jill whispered breathily when they separated, drawing her tongue along his goatee, tasting the precursor of what was to come. Her hands had finally managed to undo his belt, and she could trace the outline of what Carlos was hiding beneath his trousers. \"C’mon...you’ve got me all worked up now, with all your heroics...And a girl can only dodge death so many times before she’s gotta let loose.\"\n\n\"Well.\" He chuckled, squeezing her covered ass hard enough for her to groan into the crook of his neck. \"Can’t say I blame you, supercop.\"\n\n\"Oh?\" She nipped his chin as she started to lower herself to her knees, her hand falling away from his side strap to let him pull it away and to the side, leaving him in his green overalls and black two-piece. \"You’ve had this kind of thing happen before?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well, nothing as direct as this.\" Carlos grinned, loosening his shoulder straps and stepping up and out of his green suit. \"But I’m not saying no.\"\n\n\"Good.\" Jill purred. \"Because it’s not every day that a lady like me falls to her knees to suck your dick.\"\n\n\"There are no ladies like you.\" Carlos frowned, reaching down to cup Jill’s chin in his thumb and forefinger. \"You’re special, Jill.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That’s sweet. Now hurry up and let me get at that dick.\" She urged him along, but it took all she had to not smile warmly at his words. If she got through this, then Carlos might merit even more attention.\n\n\"As the supercop orders.\" Carlos raised his hands, giving her the space to paw at his belt, loosening it and pulling it aside as she undid her own hip pack. Carlos’s trousers fell to the floor, and his gray boxers didn’t do a goddamn thing to disguise what she’d been looking for.\n\nShe’d demanded his sudden stripping, but Jill couldn’t resist. She dove forward, running her nostrils along the curve of Carlos’s clothed cock, breathing heavily. Her head swam with the smell of sweat and something more. The rich, deep, somehow wholesome musk of a man with the exact kind of dick she was looking for. A pity she didn’t think they had the time to go all the way...but at this point, worshiping this monument to masculinity was its own reward.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nJill’s teeth traced the line of his shaft, her right hand clumsily pressing at Carlos’s clothed balls. They were hefty enough that she could see them through his underclothing, and she knew that nuts that big could never disappoint.\n\n\"Mierda...\" Carlos swore. Jill didn’t respond: her goal was in sight. Her teeth latched into the waistband of his boxers, trying not to lose her focus as her lips brushed against the top of his bare crotch. One thumb joined her teeth in pulling down until Carlos’s shaft finally sprang free and came to rest square in the middle of her forehead.\n\nIt was everything she’d hoped, and more. Carlos’s cock was thick, so thick that when both her eyes looked to where it sat between them, the center of her view was completely occupied by that wide shaft. Jill’s hand kept moving on its own accord, sliding Carlos’s underclothing down until his balls swung free, swaying forward and coming to rest between her upper lip and nose...and plugging both of her nostrils with their weight.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe’d been prepared, or so she’d thought. There was no way she could have been ready for just how full, just how needy Carlos’s nuts were until they were occupying her entire sense of smell, and all she could take in was the sweaty, heady scent of his ballsack. His shaft trembled on the bridge of her nose, the girthy tip of his dick resting on her forehead and brushing her bangs.\n\nJill was absolutely helpless.\n\n\"Hey, Jill? You all right down there?\"\n\n\"Uh-huh.\" Jill said in a daze, eyes unfocused, jaw slackened. She was drooling, the steady plip-plip-plip of her saliva dropping to the ground between her legs in time with her breathing. Her mind was utterly swamped with his smell, with his size, with the utter weight of what he had to give her. She’d been looking for this, but she never could have dreamed...\n\nAbove her, Carlos looked remarkably pleased with himself, a wide grin stamped across his features as he stared down at her.\n\n\"Guess the tall drink of water just needed a tall stick of meat, eh, ¿señorita?\" Carlos teased in a singsong voice, one hand moving to the base of his dick, his fingers brushing her nostrils to lift that tall, delightfully tan rod and let go, watching it fall back on Jill’s face with a light slap, covering her left eye. She gulped, suddenly overwhelmed...but she had to rise to the challenge, and the good-natured teasing was just what she needed to snap out of her stupor.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well, you...certainly have plenty of what I want, Carlos. Now, let’s see if size is enough.\" Jill said, moving her head back. His mighty balls slipped away from her nose, depriving her nostrils of the wonderful barrage of scents, to move further down to her mouth, while his dick settled right back to cover her left eye. Carlos’s nuts were so big that she wasn’t sure she could take both of them at once, but she’d have to try eventually: she’d set herself up for the challenge. But for now, she opened her mouth wide and took one hefty orb between her lips, suckling on it lovingly and gently, taking in the bitter, salty taste and looking for more, her tongue squirming forward to caress the folds of skin along it. Her right hand reached up to thread the length of his dick, marveling at just how much there was to stroke, her thumb nudging the bridge of her nose while her left eye stayed screwed tightly shut.\n\n\"Oof...fuck, Jill, te deseo...\"\n\nJill released his ball from her mouth, smiling and panting. \"Do that more.\"\n\n\"Do what, supercop?\"\n\n\"More Spanish. More of that in Spanish.\" Jill shuddered. She didn’t know why, but hearing him talk dirty in another language was...intoxicating. It made him him, and no one else.\n\nCarlos chuckled. \"Ah, now that, I’m familiar with.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nJill went right back at it, alternating between swallowing, suckling, and licking his nuts one at a time to burying her nose in the folds of Carlos’s ballsack and sniffing deeply, inhaling all of the perspiration that she could take. The tension of the chasing, the horror of the violence...it all melted away with every smell of that heady, wonderful pair of nuts. Her hand kept working his dick, and when Jill finally took both his nuts in her mouth at once, her cheeks ballooning from the effort and sheer mass of his balls, Carlos was right there, encouraging her en Español\n\n\"...Más como eso, mamacita...¡Ayi! Sabes mucho sobre esto, ¿no?\"\n\nIt was wonderful, all of it. Jill’s thighs shuddered and clenched, and she wormed her hand below the waistband of her pants to dip between her legs, slipping between her skin and panties to rub her clit in smooth, tight circles. Her core was taut and tight, and she feared that she’d work herself into a frenzy before Carlos was done.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You know, supercop, you mentioned you’d suck my dick. But you haven’t quite done that yet, have you, ¿mi querida?\"\n\nJill whined around the nuts in her mouth, but acquiesced and let them fall out from between her teeth, sliding her face upwards. She closed her eyes, content to simply feel Carlos’s cock slide along her skin until the wide, thick tip was at her lips...and what she was doing with her \"free\" became obvious.\n\n\"Oh, I see you’re having fun. Eso es trampa...pero no voy a detenerte.\" Carlos laughed, then swore and lowered his voice. The subway cars were just a few corners down, after all.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Jill Valentine:** \n * Appearance: Not explicitly described, but implied to be physically capable and athletic.\n * Personality: Strong-willed, confident, and determined. She can come across as unfair or judgmental when misjudged (e.g., her initial perception of Carlos).\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter and survivor, proficient in combat and able to think on her feet.\n * Relationships: Has a complicated past with Carlos, which evolves throughout the story.\n2. **Carlos Oliveira:**\n * Appearance: Implied to be charming and physically fit, with a goatee.\n * Personality: Charming, dependable, and sweet. He has a sense of humor and can be playful.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter and partner to Jill.\n * Relationships: Complicated past with Jill, which evolves throughout the story.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n* Both Jill and Carlos exhibit a strong connection based on physical attraction and shared experiences.\n* They engage in explicit, intimate activities despite being in a high-pressure situation (chasing monsters in the zombie-infested city).\n* Their relationship dynamic involves banter, teasing, and mutual respect.\n* Jill seems to appreciate Carlos's masculinity and enjoys worshiping his body.\n* Carlos appears to be comfortable with Jill's assertiveness and dominance in their interactions.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n* **Pistol:** Jill uses a pistol as a primary weapon, which is holstered and referenced throughout the story.\n* **Rifle:** Carlos carries a rifle, which Jill takes control of at one point during their interaction.\n* **Linoleum Wall:** A key location where Jill and Carlos engage in intimate activities while taking a break from fighting zombies.\n* **Subway Cars:** The setting for some of the story's events, including their escape from the city.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n* The world appears to be post-apocalyptic, with zombies roaming the streets and a city under threat of destruction.\n* Umbrella Corporation plays a significant role, likely as a villainous organization responsible for the outbreak.\n* The rules governing the world involve survival, combat, and navigating the dangers posed by zombies and other threats.\n* The magical system, if any, is not explicitly stated; however, supernatural elements like the zombies suggest a world with its own set of laws and rules.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n* **Geography:** The story takes place in Raccoon City, which is under attack by zombies and possibly destroyed in thermobaric fire.\n* **Politics:** Umbrella Corporation seems to hold significant power and influence, potentially contributing to the outbreak.\n* **Social Hierarchies:** The survivors appear to be a mix of individuals with different skills and backgrounds, working together to survive.\n* **Laws Governing the World:** The rules of this world involve survival, combat, and navigating the dangers posed by zombies and other threats.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nJill dove forward, letting the girthy shaft pass her lips, slowly taking more and more of him within her. His cock tasted as salty as his balls, and she welcomed it, sucking down until her throat was plugged, and then going further. Her tongue was flat and still, gently pillowing the underside of Carlos’s cock, and she didn’t stop until she felt his curly pubic hair tickling her nostrils. The head of his dick was knocking on the back of her mouth, and further beyond, the contractions of her throat squeezing the tip of his shaft every time she tried to breath.\n\nAll the way down, right on the first go. Carlos didn’t even have a response: his eyes widened and his mouth hung open, but any clever comments seemed to die on his lips, as if in sympathy with Jill’s stuffed throat. She winked at him, tears dotting the corners of her eyes through no will of her own, and raised her free hand in a ‘thumbs-up’, giggling around his cock. What little bravado he had seemed to shrink in favor of awe at Jill’s raw, unbridled ability. And her ravenous hunger for cock.\n\n\"Holy...\" Carlos trailed off, and Jill got to work.\n\nJill moved her face forward and back, taking Carlos’s dick all the way in and almost all the way out every time. When she swallowed him to the base, she sucked hard, leaving a ring of saliva around the very bottom of his dick, and when she left just the head of his dick between her lips, she wriggled and circled her tongue around it, pressing it into the slit in the tip and delighting in how he clenched his fists and hissed at the sensation. Her right hand cradled his balls, squeezing and cupping them in time with her sucking, then moving upwards to wrap around his dick and stroke whatever wasn’t in her mouth. And all the while, she kept rubbing her clit with her left hand, her middle finger slipping beyond to curl upward and drag along the inside of her pussy, plunging inward and digging in before pulling back out in preparation of pumping back inside. Her forearms pressed against her tits, squeezing them together, her nipples rubbing into the fabric and giving Carlos a deeper view down the dip of her cleavage.\n\nCarlos swore and hissed and beat his hands against the linoleum walls. Was it the deft, careful motions of her tongue that were doing him in, or the gripping on his nuts? Maybe the stroking on his cock when she only had the head in her mouth, or the squeezing of her throat? Or, perhaps, it was just the fact that it was Jill fucking Valentine who was adoringly and reverently slobbering on Carlos Oliveira’s cock and balls, clearly awed and devoted?\n\nJill didn’t know, and Jill didn’t care. She was having the time of her life, and the heat and tension between her legs was just as much a product of her oral worship as it was the result of her fingering herself in rhythm with her movements. And Carlos was at the end of his rope.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Dios mio...no puedo aguantar mucho más como eso...mamacita, voy a...voy a...¡mierda!\"\n\nThat was the last thing Carlos said before he slammed his fist against the wall, threw his head back, and came. His balls throbbed in her grip, tensing and pulsing as they released their load, and Jill pulled back as far as she could to taste it all while Carlos unleashed his spunk in a torrent. He splattered her mouth, coating her tongue with his cum while she mewled and greedily sucked harder, squeezing his nuts to force even more out of him in a flood of white, rich, delicious cream, right into his mouth for her to savor and taste and delight in. Jill’s furious fingering finally, in concert with Carlos’s climax, gave her her own peak, and she trembled and pressed her thighs together, as if it might stop her from gushing into her panties, dampening the fabric with her own orgasm.\n\nCarlos let out a huge sigh of relief, his shoulders trembling while Jill pulled back and opened her mouth to show him the massive load he’d imparted to her. Then, with a gulp and smack of her lips, she did it again to demonstrate that she’d swallowed it all, and that his seed rested snugly in her belly, warming her whole body with the salty gift.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe blinked, awed.\n\n\"Holy shit.\" Carlos murmured as she feathered kisses along his length, savoring the delicious meat that she’d just finished devouring. \"There really isn’t anyone like you, Jill.\"\n\n\"No, there isn't.\" She agreed as she licked and kissed him clean, slurping down the last vestiges of his cum that hadn’t rocketed into her mouth. When she rose on shaking legs, she brought the hand that she’d used on her own pussy up to show him how it glistened, and then popped the fingers into her mouth one at a time. She smiled greedily, and his gaze softened.\n\n\"Hey.\" Carlos said. \"We’ll get through this, Jill. I know we will.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Thanks, Carlos.\" Jill smiled and helped him back into his gear. \"For that, and...well, yeah.\"\n\nCarlos nodded. The others awaited, and there wasn’t anything left to say.\n\nThe subway had not led Jill Valentine to safety. And Carlos Oliveira had seen her again, in much less pleasant circumstances.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBut now, as Racoon City was obliterated in thermobaric fire, they could finally breathe. Umbrella was still out there, as were Nikolai’s employers. Those problems could be dealt with another day.\n\nJill took her seat next to Carlos, on his left, and let out an enormous sigh. Neither spoke, and neither looked at each other, content in their silence. Until Jill spoke up.\n\n\"Say, Carlos...you ever gotten a blowjob in a helicopter before?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nCarlos gaped. Jill did not waver, and he tried to turn his shock into a laugh.\n\n\"You kidding, Jill? The kind of shit I used to get up to in Bolivia, before certain assholes got involved? Head in a heli is small potatoes.\"\n\nJill raised an eyebrow, staring right at him, and he shifted in his seat, unable to meet her gaze.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Okay. Okay, yeah, no that's never happened. There, I said it.\"\n\n\"Then I suppose it's your lucky day.\" She murmured, as she leaned towards him, left hand stretching towards his belt. Her fingers brushed his crotch, tracing the shape of the covered cock that she had enjoyed before, and he hissed and swore.\n\n\"Mierda...you really are a wild woman, you know that?\"\n\n\"Mmm.\" Jill didn't respond, unbuckling her seatbelt and tilting her head down, undoing his waistband with careful slowness. When his half-erect dick slipped out from his boxers, nudging her nose, she took a deep breath and smiled. This was stupid, dangerous, and absolutely crazy. So, par for the course given all that had happened, really. And if they were leaving hell behind them, she’d have as much fun as she possibly could with a like-minded soul.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Blayne Abassett**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Courageous, confident, quick-witted, and determined. Blayne seems to be a natural fighter and is not afraid to stand up for himself or others.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in martial arts, telekinetic barrier creation, and possibly other forms of magic (as hinted by blue mana).\n - Relationships:\n * Wife: Varia\n * Shyara: Blayne has a bond with Shyara, who pads along behind them, showing affection towards her.\n\n2. **Varia**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate about combat, skilled, observant, agile, and caring. Varia takes her role as Blayne’s instructor seriously and tries to prepare him for the tournament.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in martial arts, possibly other forms of magic (as hinted by her ability to evade Blayne’s attacks easily), and experience as a soldier.\n - Relationships:\n * Husband: Blayne\n * Shyara: Varia shows concern for Shyara’s feelings, especially when Sir Reinhold walks past her.\n\n3. **Shyara**:\n - Appearance: Described as a lion-like creature with golden manes and wings.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described, but Shyara shows loyalty to Blayne and Varia.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: Shyara follows and shows affection towards Blayne and Varia.\n\n4. **Sir Reinhold**:\n - Appearance: Described as wearing heavy silver armor and riding a great lion covered in shimmering armor.\n - Personality: Arrogant, cocky, and proud. Sir Reinhold believes himself superior due to his rank and sigils.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in combat and possibly other forms of magic (not explicitly stated).\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne: Sir Reinhold challenges Blayne to a duel after being insulted by him.\n * Other knights: Sir Reinhold interacts with other knights, sizing them up and competing against them.\n\n5. **The Innkeeper**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Knowledgeable about the world and its customs, friendly, and slightly amused by Blayne’s naivety.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: The innkeeper provides information about the caste system and the Akrasan Tournament.\n\n6. **The Crier**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Authoritative, serious, and somewhat formal.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: The crier informs them about their acceptance into the Akrasan Tournament and explains the rules.\n\n7. **Ameshea the Angel**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * The Akrasan Tournament: Ameshea is associated with the tournament, offering a kiss to the winner.\n\n8. **The Blessed**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: Possibly hold significant power or authority in the world.\n - Relationships:\n * The Sighted: The Blessed answer to the Sighted, which are clerics and monks.\n\n9. **Vampires**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Described as naturally faster and stronger than humans, fighting dirty and underhandedly.\n - Special Abilities: Enhanced strength and speed.\n - Relationships:\n * Humans: Vampires interact with humans, often preying upon them.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* **Sigils**: These seem to represent honor, status, or achievements within the caste system. Characters can earn sigils through various means, such as participating in tournaments or demonstrating exceptional abilities.\n* **Magic**: Magic appears to be a part of the world, with several characters displaying magical abilities. However, the specifics of magic are not fully explored in this story.\n* **Caste System**: This social hierarchy governs the world, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence. Characters can move between castes based on their actions and achievements.\n* **Tournaments**: Tournaments serve as a way for characters to compete and demonstrate their skills, potentially earning sigils and recognition.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Sword**: A single-handed sword serves as Blayne’s primary weapon during the tournament. It is blunted, making it safer for competition.\n2. **Wooden Training Swords**: Used by Blayne and Varia during training sessions, these wooden swords help them practice their techniques without causing harm.\n3. **Claymore**: A large, two-handed sword used by knights like Sir Reinhold. Claymores are capable of inflicting severe damage, even with blunted edges.\n4. **Shield**: Mentioned as a potential piece of cumbersome protection that might slow down a character in combat.\n5. **Armor**: Heavy armor worn by knights like Sir Reinhold, providing protection at the cost of mobility.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* **Akrasan Tournament**: A prestigious event where skilled warriors compete for the sigil of Akrasa and a kiss from Ameshea the angel. The tournament follows specific rules, including the use of blunted swords and no magic.\n* **Caste System**: A social hierarchy governing the world, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence. Characters can move between castes based on their actions and achievements.\n* **Magical System**: Magic seems to be an integral part of the world, with various characters displaying magical abilities. However, the specifics of magic are not fully explored in this story.\n* **Rules of Combat**: In the Akrasan Tournament, points are earned by striking opponents on different parts of their bodies. Disarming an opponent ends the match and earns four points.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* **Geography**: The world appears to have cities, castles, and open spaces for training and combat.\n* **Politics**: The world is governed by a complex social hierarchy, with the Blessed holding significant power and influence.\n* **Social Hierarchy**: The caste system governs society, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence.\n* **Laws**: Laws and rules govern the world, including those related to magic, combat, and social interactions.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBlayne and Varia walked down the wide street while Shyara padded along behind them. They were all curious about this small city. While Blayne and Varia’s curiosity was just that of a new world, Shyara's interest lay in the beasts the soldiers at the gate were riding. Lions with great golden manes much like her, just a little less holy and without wings.\n\nAs they walked along, amid the crowds if bustling people, someone started yelling behind them.\n\n\"Out of the way! Out of the way for Sir Reinhold, sigiled of Eos!\" A squire yelled out, walking quickly towards them. Three paces behind him, a man in heavy silver armor road one of the great lions. The beast was covered in shimmering, shiny armor.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhen the squire reached them, Blayne and Shyara were both too absorbed in the sight of the castle that towered above them to notice. The squire yelled at them to move, but they just kept walking forward slowly.\n\n\"Peasant Mortar! Out of my way, I have a tournament to enter!\" The man named Reinhold said proudly.\n\n\"What?\" Blayne asked, glancing back at him. At this point, the entire street was pressed against the sides of the road. Blayne turned around when the man drew his sword. The blade shone brightly in the midday sun. Blayne regarded it like one would a man holding a sharp stick.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Get out of my way peasant. I have drawn my blade, is that not warning enough?\" Sir Reinhold snapped loudly.\n\n\"I am no peasant and I think you should just go around.\" Blayne said, crossing his arms.\n\n\"If you are not of the Mortar, then why do you not wear the sigils or the clothing of your station? You are dressed as a peasant and have no show of rank. Now move.\" He said strongly, \"If I must say it again, then I will challenge you to single combat.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBlayne looked sideways at Varia and raised an eyebrow. She took a second glance at Sir Reinhold and nodded calmly.\n\n\"Fight it is then.\" Blayne said, \"But you might want to get down because I plan to knock you on your ass.\"\n\n\"You insolent Mortar. I will slay you. You! Woman! Take the beast and stand back.\" Sir Reinhold snapped loudly, pointing at Varia.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Why you stupid mother...\" Varia started but Blayne cleared his throat. She grumbled angrily and stepped out of the way. Shyara followed her reluctantly to the side of the road.\n\n\"I wish you well in the afterlife.\" The knight said, urging his mount forward, sword at the ready\n\nSummoning up his magic, blue mana filled his body, encasing him in a shimmering blue haze. Empowered by the magic flowing through him and surrounding him, Blayne stared down the charging beast and caught it head on. Grabbing the hapless feline firmly by the neck, he heaved and yelled loudly, \"Get out of the way!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIn a true wrestling fashion, he used the knight's momentum against him and threw the flailing beast over his head. Varia and Shyara backpedaled out of the way as the ground shook from the impact. The knight had thrown himself from the saddle as Blayne hurled him over his head. The lion howled pathetically as it rolled back over on its stomach. Sir Reinhold pushed himself to his feet and quickly scooped up his sword.\n\n\"You underhanded bastard. How dare you use magic in a duel between men.\" He growled, holding his sword before him.\n\n\"A duel? A cocky shit in fancy armor started bitching at me because he wanted the entire street to himself, so I threw him on his ass. You wanted this fight and you lost, accept it.\" Blayne scoffed, \"Unless you want to go another round.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe raised his fists in martial arts and shimmering blue mana started to roll off him like a cold fog.\n\n\"Honorless scum!\" Sir Reinhold yelled, lunging forward, his blade leading.\n\n\"Ha!\" Blayne laughed, deflecting the large man with a telekinetic barrier. He swung around to land a kick in the knight’s back as he stumbled past, the burst of magic sending the knight sprawling in the dirt. His sword clattered away from him and Blayne reached out to it. The sword floated off the ground and into Blayne’s hand.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Have you no honor whatsoever?\" He yelled, getting back to his feet.\n\nBlayne pointed the sword at the knight’s face menacingly. \"I have honor. I’m letting you live aren’t I? Take that as what you will.\"\n\nHe threw the sword in the dirt at the man's feet.\n\n\"I accept your challenge. What are the terms?\" Sir Reinhold said, picking up his sword.\n\n\"What?\" Blayne raised an eyebrow.\n\n\"You have thrown a weapon at my feet and I pick it up with relish. If you will not state the terms, then I shall! Five days from now, The Akrasan Tournament! We shall fight under the rules of the tournament and the one that takes the sigil is the victor!\" Sir Reinhold said, holding up his sword proudly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"A tournament? Why not? I accept! Five days I will see you at the tournament!\" Blayne said, holding out his hand.\n\n\"Good! Perhaps you have some honor after all.\" Sir Reinhold said, clasping his hand powerfully.\n\nHe looked Blayne in the eyes, glaring at him angrily. His dark, cold eyes glittered with rage as he let go of Blayne's hand. He turned and walked away, grabbing the reins of his great lion. Shyara gave a small growl as he walked past her. The crowds that had gathered around them started to break up and walk away.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Blayne, do you even know what you just agreed to?\" Varia asked, smacking him on the shoulder.\n\n\"Nope! We better find out something about this Akrasan Tournament.\" Blayne nodded.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"A sword tournament? Like, cutting each other to pieces tournament?\" Blayne said in surprise.\n\n\"Oh no, there are rarely any deaths.\" The innkeeper explained. \"You wear full armor and wield a blunted sword. You win by points, which are earned by strikes. A strike on the arms or legs is one point. A strike on the chest is two points. A blow to the head is three points. If you disarm your opponent, you get four points and end the match. Matches last until someone is disarmed.\"\n\n\"Okay, okay. So what about magic or other weapons?\" Blayne asked, nodding in understanding.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"They don’t allow magic at all in tournaments. As for other weapons, you can use a two handed sword or a sword and shield or just a one handed sword. All other weapons are forbidden.\" He said.\n\n\"Okay, I understand. Now I got into this predicament because a knight picked a fight with me. He called me Mortar, what does that mean?\" Blayne asked.\n\n\"What? Are you joking?\" The innkeeper laughed loudly.\n\n\"I'm not from around here. I don't know. What does it mean?\" Blayne asked again.\n\n\"Its part of the caste system that governs our society. A Mortar is the lowest rank in the caste. Above them are the sigiled, those that have earned the honor of one sigil or another. They are ranked by their sigils and their honors. Above them are the sighted, the clerics and monks. They answer to nobody except the Blessed, which are the nobles and kings of this land. Being called a Mortar was just his observation of your lack of sigils. You haven't done anything to earn any glory.\" The innkeeper explained, \"And those that refuse this system or commit crime are known as Un-beholden.\"\n\n\"A caste system. Great, thanks.\" Blayne sighed, walking away.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"So, I hope you know how to fight with a sword.\" Varia said, clicking a fingernail on the hilt of her saber.\n\n\"Never have in my life. I know martial arts and I can brawl with my hands and my magic. Care to teach me?\" Blayne asked.\n\n\"Why don't we just leave?\" Varia sighed, \"You'll never learn how to fight with knights who have years experience with a blade in their hand.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Blayne Abassett**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Courageous, confident, quick-witted, and determined. Blayne seems to be a natural fighter and is not afraid to stand up for himself or others.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in martial arts, telekinetic barrier creation, and possibly other forms of magic (as hinted by blue mana).\n - Relationships:\n * Wife: Varia\n * Shyara: Blayne has a bond with Shyara, who pads along behind them, showing affection towards her.\n\n2. **Varia**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate about combat, skilled, observant, agile, and caring. Varia takes her role as Blayne’s instructor seriously and tries to prepare him for the tournament.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in martial arts, possibly other forms of magic (as hinted by her ability to evade Blayne’s attacks easily), and experience as a soldier.\n - Relationships:\n * Husband: Blayne\n * Shyara: Varia shows concern for Shyara’s feelings, especially when Sir Reinhold walks past her.\n\n3. **Shyara**:\n - Appearance: Described as a lion-like creature with golden manes and wings.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described, but Shyara shows loyalty to Blayne and Varia.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: Shyara follows and shows affection towards Blayne and Varia.\n\n4. **Sir Reinhold**:\n - Appearance: Described as wearing heavy silver armor and riding a great lion covered in shimmering armor.\n - Personality: Arrogant, cocky, and proud. Sir Reinhold believes himself superior due to his rank and sigils.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in combat and possibly other forms of magic (not explicitly stated).\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne: Sir Reinhold challenges Blayne to a duel after being insulted by him.\n * Other knights: Sir Reinhold interacts with other knights, sizing them up and competing against them.\n\n5. **The Innkeeper**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Knowledgeable about the world and its customs, friendly, and slightly amused by Blayne’s naivety.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: The innkeeper provides information about the caste system and the Akrasan Tournament.\n\n6. **The Crier**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Authoritative, serious, and somewhat formal.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: The crier informs them about their acceptance into the Akrasan Tournament and explains the rules.\n\n7. **Ameshea the Angel**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * The Akrasan Tournament: Ameshea is associated with the tournament, offering a kiss to the winner.\n\n8. **The Blessed**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: Possibly hold significant power or authority in the world.\n - Relationships:\n * The Sighted: The Blessed answer to the Sighted, which are clerics and monks.\n\n9. **Vampires**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Described as naturally faster and stronger than humans, fighting dirty and underhandedly.\n - Special Abilities: Enhanced strength and speed.\n - Relationships:\n * Humans: Vampires interact with humans, often preying upon them.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* **Sigils**: These seem to represent honor, status, or achievements within the caste system. Characters can earn sigils through various means, such as participating in tournaments or demonstrating exceptional abilities.\n* **Magic**: Magic appears to be a part of the world, with several characters displaying magical abilities. However, the specifics of magic are not fully explored in this story.\n* **Caste System**: This social hierarchy governs the world, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence. Characters can move between castes based on their actions and achievements.\n* **Tournaments**: Tournaments serve as a way for characters to compete and demonstrate their skills, potentially earning sigils and recognition.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Sword**: A single-handed sword serves as Blayne’s primary weapon during the tournament. It is blunted, making it safer for competition.\n2. **Wooden Training Swords**: Used by Blayne and Varia during training sessions, these wooden swords help them practice their techniques without causing harm.\n3. **Claymore**: A large, two-handed sword used by knights like Sir Reinhold. Claymores are capable of inflicting severe damage, even with blunted edges.\n4. **Shield**: Mentioned as a potential piece of cumbersome protection that might slow down a character in combat.\n5. **Armor**: Heavy armor worn by knights like Sir Reinhold, providing protection at the cost of mobility.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* **Akrasan Tournament**: A prestigious event where skilled warriors compete for the sigil of Akrasa and a kiss from Ameshea the angel. The tournament follows specific rules, including the use of blunted swords and no magic.\n* **Caste System**: A social hierarchy governing the world, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence. Characters can move between castes based on their actions and achievements.\n* **Magical System**: Magic seems to be an integral part of the world, with various characters displaying magical abilities. However, the specifics of magic are not fully explored in this story.\n* **Rules of Combat**: In the Akrasan Tournament, points are earned by striking opponents on different parts of their bodies. Disarming an opponent ends the match and earns four points.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* **Geography**: The world appears to have cities, castles, and open spaces for training and combat.\n* **Politics**: The world is governed by a complex social hierarchy, with the Blessed holding significant power and influence.\n* **Social Hierarchy**: The caste system governs society, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence.\n* **Laws**: Laws and rules govern the world, including those related to magic, combat, and social interactions.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I learned martial arts in like half a month, I'm a quick study if I'm determined and trust me, I am. I want to show this bastard up. I don't know what these sigils are, but what could it hurt to earn one? It'll be something to take home.\" Blayne shrugged.\n\n\"Alright, alright. Since this should be a good bit of fun to watch, I'll teach you. First we need to get you into that tournament and get you a sword.\" Varia said, waving towards the door.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No sigils, no honors, no noble relatives. Did you think this tournament was for just anyone?\" The crier laughed at Blayne. \"These skilled and great men are competing for the sigil of Akrasa and a kiss from Ameshea the angel. Only the greatest may join!\"\n\nThey stood inside the castle grounds near the inner gates. A few dozen knights and other soldiers were milling around the courtyard. It reminded Blayne of a kind of biker gang meeting or something. Everyone was serious and cold, each knight spending their time sizing up their competition. Apparently this tournament was a very, very large thing.\n\n\"Sir Reinhold has challenged me to a fight in this tournament and either I fight him in it or I will track him down and slay him in the dark of night.\" Blayne growled angrily, leaning on the table the man sat behind.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You were the one challenged by Sir Reinhold? He told me of this, you are accepted into the tournament. No need to become an Unbeholden.\" The crier nodded, holding up a quill, \"Name and weapon style please.\"\n\n\"Blayne Abassett. I'll be fighting with a single handed sword.\" Blayne said, stuffing his hands in his pockets.\n\n\"Alright! The tournament begins at sun up five days from now. You must be there or you are disqualified.\" The man informed him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Do you have training grounds available?\" Varia asked him.\n\n\"That way through the gate. Take your tournament entry so that the guards don't accost you.\" The man handed them each a silver coin hung on a silken string.\n\nThey hooked the coins on their belts and Varia led the way through the gates of the stone barracks walls. Inside they found a large open dirt arena. It was full of training dummies and soldiers sparring together. There was a number of roped off circles with men facing one another in mock sword fights.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Alright Blayne, we'll get you a real sword sometime later. These will do for now.\" Varia said, grabbing two wooden training swords from a nearby rack. They were both just straight, carved blades of strong oak wood.\n\n\"Sweet! I've always wanted to learn to swordfight. Magic just kind of took precedence. It's more fun.\" Blayne said, taking one of them from her.\n\n\"What would you do without me?\" Varia said with a grin as she led him to a distant corner of the training yard.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBlayne shrugged. \"Get my butt kicked?\"\n\n\"Ain't that the truth? Alright, stand like this. I'm going to teach you how to fight the same way I was taught. Usually this style is used with magic in one hand and a sword in the other, but you'll only be using the sword half in these fights. That will limit the effectiveness of this style, but compared to the speed of vampires, I doubt these armored hulks will have anything on you,\" Varia said, standing sideways with her sword held towards him like a fencer. Her off hand was held away from him, in a position that was easy to cast a spell. Blayne studied her carefully as he copied her stance.\n\n\"I see why you use a saber. Any sort of serious weight on the blade would make this exhausting.\" Blayne said, twirling the wooden sword around lightly.\n\n\"It's also because it's faster. Standing like this gives you a better chance to parry and dodge. It gives your enemy less of a target.\" Varia explained, \"The idea is to use your blade to keep the enemy’s weapon from reaching you at all. Now try to swing at me.\" Varia said nodding at Blayne.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yah!\" He exclaimed, lunging forward with a horizontal slash. In the blink of an eye, Varia evaded the slash, twirled her blade around his, knocked it from his hand and had the point of her wooden blade to his neck.\n\n\"Agile. Observant. You must be prepared for any sort of attack. Vampires fight dirty, underhanded and mean. They are naturally faster and stronger than humans so they don't have to train to be able to kill us. That is why you must not fight with brute force. Sure, thick armor and a hefty shield might work for a time, but what do you do when that vampire closes the distance and slips a knife between the plates?\" Varia said, stepping back, \"Any sort of cumbersome protection will only slow you down in the end. It doesn’t work with this style of swordsmanship. You must have full control of your body and if you must wear any armor at all, it will have to be supple leather. Something that will move with you.\"\n\n\"So in this tournament...\" Blayne started as he picked up his blade.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You can't wear armor like they do. There's no way you can out force these knights without magic. Sir Reinhold may be an ass but he is still strong and experienced. He will be expecting the style of a knight, forthcoming and powerful. But you will fight tricky and fast instead. So if you get hit, it will hurt and you will likely break bones. They are using blunted swords, but that is little recompense for shattered ribs.\" Varia explained.\n\nBlayne was surprised at how much she was getting into the lesson. She took it seriously, like she was a master and he was a lowly squire. Her eyes lit up and she spoke with a powerful fervor. She was passionate and skilled when it came to fighting with swords and she knew much from her time as a soldier. Blayne often forgot that she was actually a Sergeant on Innistrad. She had fought with a real army and trained with real weapons. He usually regarded her as a mage like him, ripping enemies apart with her magic.\n\n\"I understand. So what do I need to know?\" Blayne asked.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nVaria smiled wryly, cracking her neck as she took her stance again, \"There is a lot.\"\n\nThe day passed in a wild blur. They trained all day, only taking a short break for lunch. By the time the sun went down, Blayne had barely started to understand her technique. He was still swinging his sword clumsily, relying on strength more than speed. But once it was over, as tournament entrants they had been given a small room in a building attached to the castle. The beds were comfy and the room was cozy.\n\nBlayne groaned weakly as he fell into bed. His body was battered and bruised from Varia's training all day long. She lessons were far from forgiving. She struck him fast and without mercy. He could still feel many of her blows digging into his torso and limbs.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nVaria lay down in bed next to him, equally exhausted, but with a lot less bruises. His blade had rarely connected with her body and he tried to hold back when it did.\n\n\"Blayne... I don't know how we're going to do this. You've barely got the basics down. You take a single hit in that tournament and you’re finished. A blow from a claymore will kill you, blunted or no. It'll crush your skull or smash your chest in.\" Varia sighed, rubbing her face, \"Please, can we just go?\"\n\n\"I thought I did okay today. I’ll be ready by the time the tournament comes. Plus I know you, you won't let me die anyway.\" Blayne said as he scooted closer to her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I wish I shared your confidence. We don't even have a full week: only four days. And I can't beat the crap out of you the day before the tournament. You’ll need a break in between to recover. So that's really only three days.\" Varia said as she turned to him.\n\n\"It's not like we have to be scared. This is all just a contest. If we don't feel like I'm up for it by the time the tournament comes around, then we will go. No harm done. But I am enjoying this, I like seeing you so passionate and happy!\" Blayne said, putting a hand on her hip, \"You like teaching me all this, don't you?\"\n\n\"I like hitting you with a stick.\" Varia smiled, \"Alright Blayne, we'll keep at it until it's time for the tournament.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Blayne Abassett**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Courageous, confident, quick-witted, and determined. Blayne seems to be a natural fighter and is not afraid to stand up for himself or others.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in martial arts, telekinetic barrier creation, and possibly other forms of magic (as hinted by blue mana).\n - Relationships:\n * Wife: Varia\n * Shyara: Blayne has a bond with Shyara, who pads along behind them, showing affection towards her.\n\n2. **Varia**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate about combat, skilled, observant, agile, and caring. Varia takes her role as Blayne’s instructor seriously and tries to prepare him for the tournament.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in martial arts, possibly other forms of magic (as hinted by her ability to evade Blayne’s attacks easily), and experience as a soldier.\n - Relationships:\n * Husband: Blayne\n * Shyara: Varia shows concern for Shyara’s feelings, especially when Sir Reinhold walks past her.\n\n3. **Shyara**:\n - Appearance: Described as a lion-like creature with golden manes and wings.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described, but Shyara shows loyalty to Blayne and Varia.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: Shyara follows and shows affection towards Blayne and Varia.\n\n4. **Sir Reinhold**:\n - Appearance: Described as wearing heavy silver armor and riding a great lion covered in shimmering armor.\n - Personality: Arrogant, cocky, and proud. Sir Reinhold believes himself superior due to his rank and sigils.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled in combat and possibly other forms of magic (not explicitly stated).\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne: Sir Reinhold challenges Blayne to a duel after being insulted by him.\n * Other knights: Sir Reinhold interacts with other knights, sizing them up and competing against them.\n\n5. **The Innkeeper**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Knowledgeable about the world and its customs, friendly, and slightly amused by Blayne’s naivety.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: The innkeeper provides information about the caste system and the Akrasan Tournament.\n\n6. **The Crier**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Authoritative, serious, and somewhat formal.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Blayne and Varia: The crier informs them about their acceptance into the Akrasan Tournament and explains the rules.\n\n7. **Ameshea the Angel**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * The Akrasan Tournament: Ameshea is associated with the tournament, offering a kiss to the winner.\n\n8. **The Blessed**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: Possibly hold significant power or authority in the world.\n - Relationships:\n * The Sighted: The Blessed answer to the Sighted, which are clerics and monks.\n\n9. **Vampires**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Described as naturally faster and stronger than humans, fighting dirty and underhandedly.\n - Special Abilities: Enhanced strength and speed.\n - Relationships:\n * Humans: Vampires interact with humans, often preying upon them.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* **Sigils**: These seem to represent honor, status, or achievements within the caste system. Characters can earn sigils through various means, such as participating in tournaments or demonstrating exceptional abilities.\n* **Magic**: Magic appears to be a part of the world, with several characters displaying magical abilities. However, the specifics of magic are not fully explored in this story.\n* **Caste System**: This social hierarchy governs the world, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence. Characters can move between castes based on their actions and achievements.\n* **Tournaments**: Tournaments serve as a way for characters to compete and demonstrate their skills, potentially earning sigils and recognition.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Sword**: A single-handed sword serves as Blayne’s primary weapon during the tournament. It is blunted, making it safer for competition.\n2. **Wooden Training Swords**: Used by Blayne and Varia during training sessions, these wooden swords help them practice their techniques without causing harm.\n3. **Claymore**: A large, two-handed sword used by knights like Sir Reinhold. Claymores are capable of inflicting severe damage, even with blunted edges.\n4. **Shield**: Mentioned as a potential piece of cumbersome protection that might slow down a character in combat.\n5. **Armor**: Heavy armor worn by knights like Sir Reinhold, providing protection at the cost of mobility.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* **Akrasan Tournament**: A prestigious event where skilled warriors compete for the sigil of Akrasa and a kiss from Ameshea the angel. The tournament follows specific rules, including the use of blunted swords and no magic.\n* **Caste System**: A social hierarchy governing the world, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence. Characters can move between castes based on their actions and achievements.\n* **Magical System**: Magic seems to be an integral part of the world, with various characters displaying magical abilities. However, the specifics of magic are not fully explored in this story.\n* **Rules of Combat**: In the Akrasan Tournament, points are earned by striking opponents on different parts of their bodies. Disarming an opponent ends the match and earns four points.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* **Geography**: The world appears to have cities, castles, and open spaces for training and combat.\n* **Politics**: The world is governed by a complex social hierarchy, with the Blessed holding significant power and influence.\n* **Social Hierarchy**: The caste system governs society, with different castes having varying levels of status and influence.\n* **Laws**: Laws and rules govern the world, including those related to magic, combat, and social interactions.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Thanks honey.\" Blayne pecked her on the cheek. \"Sleep well.\"\n\n\"You too.\" Varia sighed, cuddling close to him.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **9S**: \n - Appearance: Naked except for his blindfold, with a massive cock slung across his left thigh.\n - Personality: Imperious, amused, and confident.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Has a loyal following of operators who are deeply devoted to him.\n * Is concerned about 2B's well-being during her mission.\n\n2. **2B**: \n - Appearance: Not described in detail initially; later shown to be busty and curvy with large breasts.\n - Personality: Loyal, loving, and dedicated to 9S.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Is deeply devoted to 9S.\n * Captured by A2 and subjected to intense physical and emotional manipulation.\n\n3. **A2**: \n - Appearance: Described as having a colossal, curled-up dong (a female genitalia) that unfurls when aroused.\n - Personality: Confident, assertive, manipulative, and sadistic.\n - Special Abilities: Can hack into people's minds using electric signals, forcing them to experience intense pleasure or pain.\n - Relationships:\n * Manipulates 2B emotionally and physically.\n * Engages in intimate activities with Devola and Popola.\n\n4. **Devola and Popola**: \n - Appearance: Red-haired twins.\n - Personality: Blushing, shy, and curious.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled hackers capable of entering people's minds.\n - Relationships:\n * Are A2's allies and seem to have a romantic interest in her.\n * Engage in intimate activities with each other and watch A2 interact with 2B.\n\n5. **Commander**: \n - Appearance: Not described in detail.\n - Personality: Grave and authoritative.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Leads YorHa, a military organization.\n * Receives news about 2B's disappearance and responds accordingly.\n\n6. **2P**: \n - Appearance: Petite and stacked, with a big butt.\n - Personality: Not explicitly stated.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Is being ravished by 9S.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Mind Hacking**: A2 can use electric signals to enter people's minds, forcing them to experience intense pleasure or pain.\n2. **Female Genitalia**: A2 has a unique female genitalia that unfurls when aroused, which is enormous and impressive.\n3. **Sadism**: A2 enjoys manipulating and dominating others, often pushing them to their limits.\n4. **Loyalty and Devotion**: Characters like 2B are fiercely loyal and devoted to those they care about, such as 9S.\n5. **Physical and Emotional Manipulation**: A2 uses various methods to manipulate 2B, including hacking into her mind and subjecting her to intense physical and emotional abuse.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Remote Control**: Used by the Commander to display a video of 2B being manipulated by A2.\n2. **Girlcock**: A massive, enormous penis-like object used by A2 to dominate and pleasure 2B.\n3. **Blindfold**: Worn by 2B, which seems to be a tool for controlling her perception and emotions.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The World**: Set in a futuristic society where androids like 2B exist alongside humans.\n2. **Military Organization**: YorHa is a military organization led by the Commander.\n3. **Resistance Base**: Where A2 captures and manipulates 2B.\n4. **Rules of Engagement**: The rules governing interactions between characters are not explicitly stated but appear to involve manipulation, domination, and submission.\n5. **Magical System**: There is no clear magical system in place, but A2's ability to hack into people's minds suggests some form of advanced technology or psychic powers.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Geography**: Not explicitly described.\n2. **Politics**: The world appears to be governed by a military organization called YorHa.\n3. **Social Hierarchies**: Androids like 2B seem to occupy a lower social status than humans.\n4. **Laws Governing the World**: Not explicitly stated, but it appears that there are rules governing interactions between characters, especially regarding loyalty, devotion, and consent.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n9S lounged in the Commander’s chair, his chin resting upon a propped fist, gazing across the Command Room with an imperious stare. He was naked except for his blindfold, his massive cock slung across his slender left thigh, his mango-sized nuts throbbing between them. Operators massed around his throne, moaning sweetly, pawing and nuzzling at his body in their haze of pure lust. 9S had spent weeks turning these girls into willing sluts, and now every single one of them was loyal to him. He grunted and stirred when one girl grasped his cock and fed it into her maw, gargling as she gulped his throbbing meat past her tonsils and down her silky throat. 9S watched with amusement, resting his hands on the heads of two girls while this slutty Operator swallowed his cock whole. Once she reached his hilt, she gargled and twitched, blowing drool down his humongous balls as she struggled to contain his monster member. \n\n\"Good girl,\" said 9S, gazing into her eyes. He grasped her hair and started to jackhammer her up and down his rod, making her GLARK and splutter. Her eyes flew back in their sockets as she took the most magnificent, most beautiful dick she’d ever encountered, feeling his cockhead punch the wall of her stomach and bulge her slim midriff out with each thrust. He was using her as his onahole, and she couldn’t have been happier: a tool for her master’s giant fuckrod! \n\n9S stirred in her throat, growing erect even as he rocked her back and forth. Soon his bulky monstercock strained the Operator to the very limit, gaping her mouth and bulging her neck like crazy. The other girls looked on with jealousy, gasping as they saw their sister brutally stretched out on 9S’s cock. Some of them started to masturbate, sliding hands between their luscious thighs and schlicking away, biting their lips at the sensual show.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n9S picked up the pace, moment by moment, until he was on the edge of his seat and slamfucking the Operator without a shred of mercy. GLUHK GLUK GLARK GLUHK GLUTCH! He watched her perky asscheeks wobble, the impacts of his thrusts carrying all the way through her body. Her tits swung beneath her, and precum drizzled from her chin into a widening puddle on the floor. When she hit a sudden, hands-free orgasm, 9S felt her insides clench around his dick, wringing him so tightly and so pleasantly that he didn’t even try to hold on.\n\n9S erupted into the Operator’s stomach, canting his head back and gasping with bliss as bright, searing pleasure filled his cock. He spurted rope after thundering rope into the stretched-out slut, flooding her belly to the brim and watching as her asshole sprayed pressurised seed. Her midriff swelled around 9S’s monster load, looking heavily pregnant by the time his cock stopped its fierce throbbing.\n\n\"Haah...\" 9S leaned slowly back, sagging into his chair sweaty and panting as the Operator slowly slid down his cock. He watched his cum-slimed member emerge inch by veiny inch from her twitching maw, her mouth gaped far beyond reasonable dimensions. As soon as his cockhead plopped out of her – and delivered an extra-large squirt of semen over her face – she flopped down in the puddle of cum and panted for air, still spurting cream from her asshole. 9S chewed his inner cheek as he looked over the sea of squirming babes, the pleasure in their eyes. Life was good, but something was still missing.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe wondered how 2B was faring in her mission.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"U-Untie me!\" 2B demanded, yanking at her restraints, but no help was forthcoming. A2 studied her with a flat stare, hands on hips, looking thoroughly disapproving. Almost as soon as 2B had set foot on Earth, she had been captured and dragged back to the Resistance Base, where she was sealed in a small room with a single, tiny window high in the wall.\n\n\"We intercepted transmissions,\" A2 said at last, walking slowly around the chair 2B was tied to. \"Something about ‘adding us to his collection’? Despicable.\" She stopped behind 2B and rested her hands on the bustier model’s shoulders. \"Perhaps you’d care to explain what happened at the Bunker?\"\n\n2B swallowed, her lips pressing tightly together. When they burst apart again, her true feelings spilled forth. \"I love 9S!\" she gushed. \"All we want...is for everyone else to share in that joy!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"She’s gone insane,\" A2 said to no one in particular. \"Must’ve picked up a virus somewhere. Okay...\" She leaned back, still resting her hands on 2B’s shoulders, and called, \"Devola! Popola! Get in here.\"\n\nTwo figures filled the doorway. The red-haired twins, Devola and Popola, stepped toward 2B with faint smiles on their faces. \n\n\"Hold still,\" said Devola. \"We’re about to hack into your mind.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPopola nodded. \"This shouldn’t take too long.\"\n\nA2 felt 2B go stiff as the twins entered her mind. 2B shuddered and squirmed, jerking against her restraints, opening and closing her mouth rapidly – and moaning, her voice rolling out so sweetly that A2 couldn’t help but feel aroused. She had another form of ‘hacking’ in mind – a much more intrusive form – but she wanted 2B soft and pliable first.\n\n\"Hey, girls?\" A2 asked. \"Make her cum. A million times intensity. Wash away whatever’s tainted her.\"\n\nThe twins looked at each other, smiled, and nodded. They extended their hands towards 2B, and A2 could feel the electric signals in the air as the hacking intensified. 2B gasped, bucked her hips up into the air, and howled as she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her entire life. She squirted through her panties, cumming like a broken faucet as the twins filled her skull with unbearable pleasure. Her tongue flicked out against the air, swirling and writhing while she squeezed the armrests tightly, babbling, begging for \"Mercyyy!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Mercy?\" A2 purred, leaning down so her lips were next to 2B’s ear. \"We’re saving you. So take your medicine.\" As 2B continued to thrash and writhe, making her chair squeak across the floor, A2 undressed behind her. She saw the twins blush as they laid eyes on her naked form, her perky tits and taut stomach – but the best was yet to come. As A2 rolled down her shorts, the twins gasped in shock and awe, watching wide-eyed as A2’s colossal, curled-up dong unfurled from within. Her flaccid meat hung to her knees, throbbing to life before the twins’ eyes. A2 enjoyed their enraptured stares so much that she pursed her lips and grasped her cock, pumping it slowly through her silky fingers, giving off sultry moans...\n\n\"S-Stop,\" Devola said tensely, blushing bright red. \"I thought we were tormenting 2B, not us.\"\n\n\"Mmhn... Fair point,\" A2 said, winking. By now her girlcock was throbbing, drooping a glob of precum from its tip, standing up slowly against the air as she stepped around 2B. When the exhausted, panting slut laid eyes on A2’s dick, she gasped and shrank back into her chair. A2 swung her cock at 2B’s face, plapping her meat firmly against one cheek, and then the other, before pushing it up the centre of her face, lifting her blindfold to reveal her beautiful grey eyes. \"Are you ready, sweetie?\" A2 asked, rocking her hips back and forth, back and forth, thrusting over 2B’s face. She watched her captive’s lips part in shaky gasps, overwhelmed with lust. She wanted A2’s dick – that must was clear. 2B was a hopeless, sloppy slut, and if it wasn’t for her abiding loyalty to 9S, she would have been all over A2’s prick the moment it was introduced to her. Instead she panted for air, her huge and heavy chest rising and falling in whoreish heaves, making A2 hornier by the second. 2B was forced to watch her enemy’s cock swelling, its flanks fattening, until it reached its full, astounding length of two feet.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ah...haah...\"\n\nA2 looked back over her shoulders. Devola and Popola were crowding close, eager to see what she did next. Exhilarated by the female attention, A2 drew her cockhead back to 2B’s lips, grasped her captive’s hair, and said, \"Suck it.\"\n\n2B clenched her teeth and shook her head...but her willpower was melting away by the second. She stared at A2’s cock...opened wide...and pressed that thick, juicy glans into the pit of her inner cheek. \"Hnnph...\" 2B’s cheek bulged around the massive insertion, and when she began to bob her head, A2’s grip on her hair tightened.\n\n\"Fffuck,\" A2 growled through clenched teeth, thrusting into 2B’s delicious maw. \"Look at this slut. She couldn’t resist for five seconds...\" As she spoke, A2 pumped harder and harder, driving her cock toward the back of 2B’s mouth. By now 2B was sucking like a proper slut, bobbing her head and gagging, gargling on spit and precum, her pink lips forming a tight purse around her captor’s bucking girth. Schlk, schluk, schlk...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Sh-she’s such a whore,\" Devola grunted, a hand in her pants furiously schlicking. \"R-Right, Popola?\"\n\n\"Hnaah...that’s right...\"\n\n\"Good girl,\" A2 snarled. She stood with one hand around her hilt and the other wrapped in 2B’s hair, tugging her hard against her cock. 2B grunted, her jaw strained to its limit, neck rippling and tensing – and then bulging as A2’s cock plunged down her gullet. A2 started to thrust hard, punching 2B’s throat, making her choke and squelch. 2B’s eyes turned up toward her, tears oozing down her cheeks, pleading...until A2 tugged her blindfold down to cover her eyes again. \"You’re my toy now.\"\n\n\"Fuck,\" Devola panted, gripping A2’s ass tight as 2B ballooned with spunk. \"Fuck, fuck...\"\n\n\"Haah...!\" Popola was too busy cumming to respond, twitching against A2’s side as her pants darkened with juices. \"Mmngh...\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **9S**: \n - Appearance: Naked except for his blindfold, with a massive cock slung across his left thigh.\n - Personality: Imperious, amused, and confident.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Has a loyal following of operators who are deeply devoted to him.\n * Is concerned about 2B's well-being during her mission.\n\n2. **2B**: \n - Appearance: Not described in detail initially; later shown to be busty and curvy with large breasts.\n - Personality: Loyal, loving, and dedicated to 9S.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Is deeply devoted to 9S.\n * Captured by A2 and subjected to intense physical and emotional manipulation.\n\n3. **A2**: \n - Appearance: Described as having a colossal, curled-up dong (a female genitalia) that unfurls when aroused.\n - Personality: Confident, assertive, manipulative, and sadistic.\n - Special Abilities: Can hack into people's minds using electric signals, forcing them to experience intense pleasure or pain.\n - Relationships:\n * Manipulates 2B emotionally and physically.\n * Engages in intimate activities with Devola and Popola.\n\n4. **Devola and Popola**: \n - Appearance: Red-haired twins.\n - Personality: Blushing, shy, and curious.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled hackers capable of entering people's minds.\n - Relationships:\n * Are A2's allies and seem to have a romantic interest in her.\n * Engage in intimate activities with each other and watch A2 interact with 2B.\n\n5. **Commander**: \n - Appearance: Not described in detail.\n - Personality: Grave and authoritative.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Leads YorHa, a military organization.\n * Receives news about 2B's disappearance and responds accordingly.\n\n6. **2P**: \n - Appearance: Petite and stacked, with a big butt.\n - Personality: Not explicitly stated.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Is being ravished by 9S.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Mind Hacking**: A2 can use electric signals to enter people's minds, forcing them to experience intense pleasure or pain.\n2. **Female Genitalia**: A2 has a unique female genitalia that unfurls when aroused, which is enormous and impressive.\n3. **Sadism**: A2 enjoys manipulating and dominating others, often pushing them to their limits.\n4. **Loyalty and Devotion**: Characters like 2B are fiercely loyal and devoted to those they care about, such as 9S.\n5. **Physical and Emotional Manipulation**: A2 uses various methods to manipulate 2B, including hacking into her mind and subjecting her to intense physical and emotional abuse.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Remote Control**: Used by the Commander to display a video of 2B being manipulated by A2.\n2. **Girlcock**: A massive, enormous penis-like object used by A2 to dominate and pleasure 2B.\n3. **Blindfold**: Worn by 2B, which seems to be a tool for controlling her perception and emotions.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The World**: Set in a futuristic society where androids like 2B exist alongside humans.\n2. **Military Organization**: YorHa is a military organization led by the Commander.\n3. **Resistance Base**: Where A2 captures and manipulates 2B.\n4. **Rules of Engagement**: The rules governing interactions between characters are not explicitly stated but appear to involve manipulation, domination, and submission.\n5. **Magical System**: There is no clear magical system in place, but A2's ability to hack into people's minds suggests some form of advanced technology or psychic powers.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Geography**: Not explicitly described.\n2. **Politics**: The world appears to be governed by a military organization called YorHa.\n3. **Social Hierarchies**: Androids like 2B seem to occupy a lower social status than humans.\n4. **Laws Governing the World**: Not explicitly stated, but it appears that there are rules governing interactions between characters, especially regarding loyalty, devotion, and consent.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Enjoying the view, girls?\" A2 growled, turning her head to nibble Devola’s ear before turning back to 2B. By now the busty android had gone limp on her cock, thighs spread wide, arms dangling bonelessly by her sides while her corpulent belly gurgled and churned. A2 gave a few more slow thrusts into 2B’s gullet before slowly pulling out, inch by slow inch, exposing her massive cock to the world. Slime dripped from her shaft as it softened...somewhat. A cock like A2’s wouldn’t go flaccid until it was completely sated, and she still had plenty of ideas she wanted to try with 2B. \n\nGluah! At last, A2’s cock burst free from 2B’s maw and spurted a thick rope of cream in her face. 2B gargled and coughed pathetically, clutching her massive tummy tight as it threatened to rip through her uniform. A2 decided to help her out, stooping down and grasping the white fabric over her tummy...only to rip it violently apart, and rise tugging at 2B’s clothes. 2B squirmed in feeble resistance, but her uniform stretched and tore, and finally she knelt in nothing but her blindfold and black leather thigh-highs, looking down at her swollen tummy with her lips pressed in a straight, strained line. Her naked tits were a wonder to behold, way bigger than A2 had expected. When the long-haired woman grasped 2B’s shoulders and hauled her to her feet, it was only to inspect those massive honkers. A2’s cock grew between 2B’s plump, pillowy thighs as she inspected her former comrade’s tits, sliding her hands over them in enamoured curiosity, watching 2B bite her lip in the depths of nervousness.\n\n\"What’s wrong?\" A2 purred, squeezing 2B’s tits hard, squishing sensitive skin between her fingers. \"I’m just admiring your body. It’s wasted on a mere Support Unit, don’t you think?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n2B started to shake her head, but A2 grasped her chin tightly, squishing her cheeks together and making her lips purse. Cum dribbled down 2B’s chin, and she trembled as A2 leaned in close.\n\n\"Pathetic. Where did the brave soldier go? You’re nothing more than a cocksleeve now. Admit it.\"\n\n\"I-I’m...I’m... Ah!\" 2B canted her head when A2’s fully-erect cock bumped her groin, hot and heavy and as thick as her foreleg. \"I’m...nothing more...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Too slow,\" A2 said, and wrapped an arm tightly around 2B’s waist. A2 hugged the busty android without mercy, crushing their two bodies together. 2B’s enormous tits pancaked between their chests while her belly was squished forcibly inwards. 2B gargled with panic as the pressure rushed upwards, and A2 cupped the cockslut’s head over her shoulder. \"Watch out behind!\"\n\n2B erupted a geyser of splooge from her mouth, tears running down her cheeks as she puked up all the jizz A2 had blasted into her. Devola and Popola were instantly bukakke’d, gasping as their nice clothes were drenched with spunk. A2 kept her grip tight, never letting go even when 2B squirmed with panic and distress. She felt her fellow android’s belly steadily deflating, pressed inwards between their grinding bodies until she was relatively flat again. \"Blhhrrrk...\"\n\n\"You’re being a bad girl,\" A2 told her, trailing fingertips up and down 2B’s spine. \"I’ve gotta punish you – you know that, right? And I have plenty of punishments lined up. Hnng...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Don’t worry,\" A2 purred, her rock-hard cock settling at an astounding length of three feet. She bucked her hips, and her dick bounced mightily between 2B’s thighs, enjoying the plump smoothness of her legs. \"I’m gonna be nice and gentle... Pff, you actually believe that?\" A2 slapped 2B across the face, grinned at her moan of despair, and then hooked both arms around and under her thighs. A2 hoisted 2B into the air and wrapped her captive’s legs around her waist. \"I always loved that fat ass of yours, 2B. Just look at it wobble...\" Peering over 2B’s shoulder, she bounced the busty beauty up and down, watching her pale cheeks bounce up and down over the bridge of her cock. The jiggling sensation was enough to make A2 spurt precum, her grey eyes fluttering back in their sockets for a moment. \"Uhuhhn...\"\n\n\"I’m nothing more than a cocksleeve...\" 2B said hastily, afraid of that colossal girlcock. \"I’m nothing more than a cocksleeve. I admit it, to—\"\n\n\"Like I said, it’s too late.\" A2 drew back her hips...and delivered a massive THRUST between 2B’s asscheeks. In truth 2B’s pale buns were nowhere near big enough to properly hotdog her dick, but they felt pleasant enough as she rammed through the pillowy valley, smacking her hips against 2B’s, enjoying her captive’s grunts and gasps. A2 was showing 2B exactly how powerful her hips could be – and very soon, she’d unleash all that power on 2B’s insides. There could be no escape, 2B’s precious loyalties would shatter, and she would never be able to take 9S’s cock again.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Huuhfuck, okay,\" A2 purred next to 2B’s lips, biting her skin softly before setting her down on the chair. 2B was so fried with lust she could do nothing but pant as A2 pressed her cockhead between those giant tits. A2 looked back at Devola and Popola...and blinked, surprised at what she saw. Devola had pushed her sister against the wall, and was frantically lifting her shirt while they swapped spit in a deep, passionate tongue-kiss. The sight of their taut bellies writhing together was enough to bring the red sparks to A2’s eyes once again, and when she turned her burning gaze on 2B, the busty little cocksleeve tensed.\n\nA2 pumped her cock slowly between 2B’s tits, intense and needy. 2B held her gaze for a long moment, then tenderly grasped the sides of her head-dwarfing breasts and began to stroke them up and down, up and down... A2 shuddered with pleasure. Unlike 2B’s asscheeks, her tits were capable of mostly encircling her girth, and she thrust into them harder and faster by the second. 2B’s lips slowly parted...her tongue slid out...and she began to lick across A2’s cockhead whenever it came near. A2 growled in bestial lust, arching her back and clenching her fists as the pleasure rocked through her. This was awesome...converting a slutty android into her personal fucktoy... What could be better than that? Her thrusts began to bounce 2B’s tits, and in response the needy captive hugged her breasts with both arms and hammered them up and down! Clap, clap, plap! Flesh slapped on flesh as A2 enjoyed 2B’s tits, basking in their wobbly heat. When she felt 2B’s lips stretch around her cockhead, she thrusted even harder, clenching her teeth and watching 2B’s face contort around her dick. \"Glrk, glrk, glrk, glrtch!\" 2B’s sweet, suckling noises were at dire contrast to her cartoonishly stretched cheeks and pink vacuum-lips, bouncing in and out with each raging pump. 2B grasped her hair and smacked her tits, sending an enormous jiggle through their silky masses, then arched her back and cried out in orgasmic bliss. She blasted a load into 2B’s mouth – a load that immediately exploded out of her nostrils and pressure-washed her tits. 2B never stopped pumping her boobs up and down, even as they became slimy and slippery with cum. Hot cream ran down her belly and over her bare cunt, then flooded over the edge of the chair in a miniature waterfall, all while A2 rocked 2B’s head back and forth on her throbbing, fattening prick. \n\n\"Fuuuck!\" A2 cried, wrenching her cock from 2B’s mouth. She hooked both thumbs into the cumslut’s maw and bent down to kiss her, hungrily rolling spit and cum between their lashing tongues. 2B’s hands knitted behind A2’s head, pulling her in closer as they gurgled and groaned together, lips forming a tight seal while their eyes swam with bliss. 2B was swiftly becoming a convert, forgetting her time with 9S, sinking even deeper into her role as the world’s best dicksocket. \"Mmnph...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA2 didn’t let the kiss last for long, in case she got too enamoured with the suckling whore. She pulled back, their lips wobbling as they burst apart, and swallowed a fat glob of her own cum. Splooge dangled from both their chins, and ropes of the stuff vibrated between their mouths as they panted for air. 2B smirked an evil smirk, trailed the fingers of one hand across 2B’s face, and then gave her a back-handed SMACK that rang throughout the Resistance Camp.\n\n\"Not good enough. I’m gonna wrap you around my dick, 2B, and then we’ll see if you’re worthy of being my whore. If not...I’ll just send you back to 9S.\"\n\n\"N-No!\" 2B pleaded, jerking forwards in her chair. \"Please...keep me...fuck me...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA2 licked her lips. This was absolutely delicious. She straightened and turned away, her cock swinging a wide arc through the air. Cum drizzled from her tip, making miniature puddles with each drop. She cupped her chin in a hand, watching Devola and Popola hungrily make out while she thought of her next move. The red-headed sisters were in the throes of ecstasy, groaning into each other’s mouths, their hands inside each other’s pants and schlicking desperately away. While A2 watched, Popola opened her eyes and saw the shemale staring – and immediately crooned in orgasm, thrashing beneath her tomboyish sister’s rough attentions. Devola bit Popola’s neck...licked her skin...and then looked back at A2.\n\n\"Hey, don’t you have a slut to fuck?\"\n\nA2 blew a hot puff of air. She was right: no use beating around the bush anymore. \"2B,\" she said, loudly and clearly. \"Get on all fours. I’m gonna fuck you until you break.\"\n\nThe chair tipped over as 2B threw herself onto her hands and knees. A2 slowly turned to face her, and was delighted to see that fat, pale android booty jiggling high in the air, presenting itself to its ultra-hung mistress. \"P-Please...\" 2B cried. \"Please fuck me...!\"\n\nTongue poking the inside of her cheek, A2 stepped over to 2B and rested her giant cock on her captive’s back, comparing it to her body. Her sheer, enormous size meant her cockhead throbbed atop 2B’s neck while her balls pressed across those perfect thighs. 2B arched her back, grinding her ass up against A2’s dick, amazed by its weight and raw, throbbing heat. A2 rocked her hips back and forth a few times, pumping her cock over 2B’s back...before stepping away, dragging her cock down 2B’s body until her cockhead rested against that tight, twitching asshole.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **9S**: \n - Appearance: Naked except for his blindfold, with a massive cock slung across his left thigh.\n - Personality: Imperious, amused, and confident.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Has a loyal following of operators who are deeply devoted to him.\n * Is concerned about 2B's well-being during her mission.\n\n2. **2B**: \n - Appearance: Not described in detail initially; later shown to be busty and curvy with large breasts.\n - Personality: Loyal, loving, and dedicated to 9S.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Is deeply devoted to 9S.\n * Captured by A2 and subjected to intense physical and emotional manipulation.\n\n3. **A2**: \n - Appearance: Described as having a colossal, curled-up dong (a female genitalia) that unfurls when aroused.\n - Personality: Confident, assertive, manipulative, and sadistic.\n - Special Abilities: Can hack into people's minds using electric signals, forcing them to experience intense pleasure or pain.\n - Relationships:\n * Manipulates 2B emotionally and physically.\n * Engages in intimate activities with Devola and Popola.\n\n4. **Devola and Popola**: \n - Appearance: Red-haired twins.\n - Personality: Blushing, shy, and curious.\n - Special Abilities: Skilled hackers capable of entering people's minds.\n - Relationships:\n * Are A2's allies and seem to have a romantic interest in her.\n * Engage in intimate activities with each other and watch A2 interact with 2B.\n\n5. **Commander**: \n - Appearance: Not described in detail.\n - Personality: Grave and authoritative.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Leads YorHa, a military organization.\n * Receives news about 2B's disappearance and responds accordingly.\n\n6. **2P**: \n - Appearance: Petite and stacked, with a big butt.\n - Personality: Not explicitly stated.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Is being ravished by 9S.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Mind Hacking**: A2 can use electric signals to enter people's minds, forcing them to experience intense pleasure or pain.\n2. **Female Genitalia**: A2 has a unique female genitalia that unfurls when aroused, which is enormous and impressive.\n3. **Sadism**: A2 enjoys manipulating and dominating others, often pushing them to their limits.\n4. **Loyalty and Devotion**: Characters like 2B are fiercely loyal and devoted to those they care about, such as 9S.\n5. **Physical and Emotional Manipulation**: A2 uses various methods to manipulate 2B, including hacking into her mind and subjecting her to intense physical and emotional abuse.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Remote Control**: Used by the Commander to display a video of 2B being manipulated by A2.\n2. **Girlcock**: A massive, enormous penis-like object used by A2 to dominate and pleasure 2B.\n3. **Blindfold**: Worn by 2B, which seems to be a tool for controlling her perception and emotions.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The World**: Set in a futuristic society where androids like 2B exist alongside humans.\n2. **Military Organization**: YorHa is a military organization led by the Commander.\n3. **Resistance Base**: Where A2 captures and manipulates 2B.\n4. **Rules of Engagement**: The rules governing interactions between characters are not explicitly stated but appear to involve manipulation, domination, and submission.\n5. **Magical System**: There is no clear magical system in place, but A2's ability to hack into people's minds suggests some form of advanced technology or psychic powers.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Geography**: Not explicitly described.\n2. **Politics**: The world appears to be governed by a military organization called YorHa.\n3. **Social Hierarchies**: Androids like 2B seem to occupy a lower social status than humans.\n4. **Laws Governing the World**: Not explicitly stated, but it appears that there are rules governing interactions between characters, especially regarding loyalty, devotion, and consent.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I hope you’re ready,\" A2 purred, leaning over 2B and grasping her hair. \"You won’t get any mercy from me – not anymore!\" As she finished, she RAMMED forwards and struck her massive fuckpillar deep into 2B’s ass. The busty android moaned, desire clashing with despair as she was roughly stretched beyond even the limits 9S had set. Her asshole was cored out, gouged by A2’s monster of a prick until her belly bulged, her tongue flopped out of her mouth, and her tits flattened out beneath her on the floor. Her boobs served as necessary shock absorbers when A2 started to thrust, grunting and gasping as she pounded 2B senseless, driving her cock deeper with every rock and roll. \"Hah! Hah! Fuck!\" A2’s eyes scaled up and back, losing herself to the tight squeeze of 2B’s red-hot insides. Her moans ranged from deep and tomboyish to high-pitched and girly, but it was never in any doubt who was dominating: she was driving 2B into the ground, making her shield her face with both arms while her tits crashed into painful pancakes. 2B couldn’t believe what she was feeling. Her mind was melting, her back arching more and more with every thrust. As A2’s cock pressed through her innards, reshaping her forever, 2B realised she wanted to stay here forever, being fucked like this every day. \n\n\"Oh, shit!\" A2 heard Devola say. The sisters were again watching with interest, having fucked each other to exhaustion. Now, dripping with sweat and other fluids, clinging to each other for support, they stepped to the side of the buttfucking action to watch 2B’s destruction. They were just in time to see A2 bottom out in 2B, CLAPPing hips against asscheeks and forcing 2B’s slender neck to swell around A2’s gargantuan cockhead. 2B clenched her teeth and gurgled. If someone looked into her open mouth, they would have seen A2’s pick glans lurching recklessly back and forth...until the view was obscured by a thick burst of semen. A2 spurted precum by the bucketload, painting the floor in front of 2B as she jettisoned cream between her teeth and from her nostrils. \n\n\"Fuck,\" A2 wheezed, hooking her fingers into 2B’s mouth once again. \"Not gonna...pass up this opportunity...!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Gluhhaarrkkk!\" 2B’s eyes flashed back under her blindfold as she was brutally wrenched back on A2’s dick – and for just a moment, the head of that gigantic cock crowned out of her mouth, shining in the open air! A2 cried out with delight – and as her eyes slammed shut, she came a torrent of splooge directly out of 2B’s mouth. Splrrt...spluuurt...splurrrtch! Jet after cataclysmic jet of spunk fired across the floor, metres-long ropes painting a cone of white in front of 2B, who could do little but tremble and twitch as A2 demolished her ability to think. In the midst of it all, 2B hit her own climax, thighs wobbling as her poor, untouched pussy squirted beneath its drilled-out, gigantically stretched sister-hole. 2B gurgled and glurked around A2’s rutting cockhead until, inch by inch, it receded into and down her throat. Her neck was allowed to deflate, and she clamped her teeth together again, growling at the strange sensation of A2’s cock tugging through her insides. \n\n\"A2...jeez...\" Devola murmured as the she-stud withdrew, finally schlopping her cockhead out of 2B’s asshole to leave it gaping, twitching, oozing spunk. A2 sighed with pleasure and wiped her brow, casting a sly glance at the sisters.\n\n\"What’s wrong?\" she purred. \"I’m just teaching the prisoner a lesson.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I-It’s not that at all,\" Popola replied, tucked into the crook of her sister’s arm. \"We just...want you to save some for us.\"\n\nA2 raised an eyebrow, then snorted with amusement. \"Sure thing. There’s plenty to go around, believe me. For now, though...\" She SLAPPED 2B’s ass, making those pale cheeks wobble around. 2B trembled and moaned into her arms. As a pink handprint appeared on 2B’s jiggling asscheek, A2 seized her hair – once again – and pulled her up to her feet. 2B could no longer stand without support, and she was unable to resist as A2 led her to the wall and lifted one of her legs up high. Without waiting for the slut to recover, A2 slung 2B’s leg over her shoulder and pressed her cockhead against that tiny, clenching pussy. \"This is what you wanted, right? Hands against the wall.\"\n\n2B shivered...and obeyed, planting her palms flat against the concrete wall. In this sideways position, A2’s cock had a clear route to 2B’s womb. They both knew it, and the unspoken understanding crackled in the air like electricity. They met each other’s eyes. 2B’s blindfold was askew, leaving one grey eye visible, wavering and leaking tears as A2 angled up her massive dick.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I’m yours...\" 2B whispered, and then devolved into maddened grunts and gurgles as A2 SMASHED her giant fuckrod deep into her cunt. 2B’s beautiful belly lurched and danced around the gargantuan insertion, and she hit another orgasm within seconds of the insertion. 2B truly didn’t stand a chance against A2’s deep-gouging thrusts, rearranging her innards until she was nothing more than a perfectly-fit onahole for her captor’s cock. A2, meanwhile, tipped her head back and gave a deep moan of triumph. Her balls smacked her own asscheeks with each thrust, and whacked against her dick with each backward swing. To her surprise, 2B was wearing her out. Maybe she wouldn’t have enough energy for the twins after this. \n\n\"F-Fuck, try not to pop,\" A2 growled as she neared her orgasm. It was hopeless to hold back: she was just too exhilarated, and after several mind-blowing orgasms her sensitivity was at an all-time high. \"I’ve dreamed about this...for a long fucking time... Hngh!\" A2 arched her back and snarled as she came, launching a salvo of hot, potent seed directly into 2B’s womb. The poor android had no idea what she’d gotten herself into: her belly instantly ballooned at an astounding rate, her inner walls straining as her womb stretched ten...twenty...fifty times its usual size, becoming nothing more than a bloated sac of jizz. 2B’ stomach sagged as it grew turgid and heavy, but A2 hooked an arm beneath it, holding it up, watching it grow and grow around her load. \"Take...everything I’ve got, 2B. Hnn...\" A2 swung her head forwards and clenched her teeth, burning up with pleasure. Red sparks crackled across her skin. She held herself deep in 2B’s cunt, throbbing and spurting, spurting and throbbing, until, at long last, her orgasm died down. \"Haah...nngh...\"\n\n2B sagged against the wall when A2 released her, and that monstercock slipped out of her gaping pussy almost easily. She fell to her knees, tits pancaked on concrete, gurgling softly as cum poured from both her asshole and pussy. Her poor holes were totally blown out by A2’s cock, warped far beyond when 9S had achieved with her. There was no coming back from this: 2B had been totally and utterly claimed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA2 hooked her arms around Devola and Popola, who appeared at her sides with hopeful looks on their faces.\n\n\"Well?\" Devola purred, trailing her fingers along the bridge of A2’s monstercock. \"Now that you’re finished with her...\"\n\n\"...Maybe you’ll spend some time with us?\" Popola dug a hand into A2’s ass, squeezing tight, evoking a throbbing reaction from the she-stud’s abnormal cock.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA2 was breathing heavily, her chest heaving sharply in and out as she gazed upon her handiwork. At last, though, her hands slid down the twins’ backs and hooked between their thighs, making them gasp as she slipped two fingers into each of their pussies. Her cock stood up slowly, throbbing back to full erection. \"Sure,\" she purred. \"But you gotta work extra hard, if you wanna keep up with my new cocksleeve.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Master!\" 2P cried as 9S ravished her fat ass, making her chocolate cheeks leap each time he hammered home. The sight of such a petite boy fucking such an astoundingly stacked woman should have been humorous, but the look of pure ecstasy on 2P’s face was real, and so was the fat bulge rocking back and forth on her belly. \n\nSuddenly the door hissed open and the Commander entered, a grave look on her face. She strode up to the bedside and looked down on 9S, who kept on thrusting without acknowledging her presence. She cleared her throat.\n\n\"Oh, hey, Commander,\" 9S said pleasantly, smiling up at her. His thrusts didn’t even pause – CLAP SMACK PLAP PLAP SMACK! \"What’s up?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You may not have noticed,\" said the Commander, \"but 2B has been missing for a week. We just received new intel.\"\n\nThe Commander produced a remote from her pocket and pointed it at a nearby screen. She thumbed the switch...\n\n\"Ah! Ah! Ah!\" 2B’s moaning voice filled the room. 9S straightened, sitting back on his calves and staring at the video playing. 2B was bounding up and down on a massive girlcock, tits squeezed tight by her lover’s hands, belly bulging manificently.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Say it, 2B,\" said A2, nibbling her shoulder.\n\n\"I-I’m...nothing more...than a cocksleeve for A2’s monsterdick!\" 2B cried out, then went back to riding the she-stud’s cock. \"Hnngh! Ahn! Fuck!\" A2 let go of her tits, allowing them to flop and smack together freely as she rutted that formerly tight cunt.\n\nAs the video went on, 9S pulled out of 2P, cum drizzling off of his withdrawing shaft. He rose to his feet and wiped his brow...then turned to the Commander with a serious look in his eyes. The Commander couldn’t look away from his cock, still rock-hard despite what he’d just seen. It spat out a fat wad of cream that splattered on her thick thigh and oozed down her leg. \n\n\"Get everyone to their stations,\" 9S said. \"YorHa’s going to war.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **The Traveller (OC):**\n * Appearance: Short-haired brunette\n * Personality: Confident, playful, teasing\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter, able to defeat hilichurls with ease\n * Relationships:\n * Shenhe: Teasing, flirtatious dynamic; Shenhe has a crush on the traveller\n2. **Shenhe:**\n * Appearance: Snow-white hair, narrow eyes, hourglass figure, black bodysuit, turquoise appendages\n * Personality: Cold-hearted, reserved, initially indifferent, but showing vulnerability when discussing personal feelings\n * Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned\n * Relationships:\n * The Traveller: Has a crush on the traveller, is drawn to their confidence and playfulness\n3. **Patricius (Pat):**\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Playful, teasing, confident, shameless\n * Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned\n * Relationships:\n * Shenhe: Teasing, flirtatious dynamic; Pat seems to have a close relationship with Shenhe, possibly romantic or familial\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n* **Shenhe's Emotional Expression:** Initially cold-hearted and reserved, Shenhe shows vulnerability when discussing personal feelings, particularly regarding her attraction to the traveller.\n* **The Traveller's Confidence:** The traveller exudes confidence, which draws Shenhe to them.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n* **Wind Blade:** A sword wielded by the traveller, capable of vanishing in a flash of light after defeating enemies.\n* **Hilichurl Equipment:** Hilichurls' equipment clatters uselessly to the ground after being defeated.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n* **Mountain Training:** Shenhe has undergone rigorous training in the mountains, making her a formidable fighter.\n* **Rumors about the Traveller:** Shenhe has heard rumors about the traveller, which might imply that the traveller has a reputation or history.\n* **Ambushes:** The traveller believes that Shenhe left her mountain training to ensure he wasn't ambushed by hilichurls.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n* **Geography:** The story takes place in Liyue, with rocky cliffsides and bamboo greenery.\n* **Politics:** There are no explicit mentions of politics in the story.\n* **Social Hierarchies:** There are no explicit mentions of social hierarchies in the story.\n* **Laws Governing the World:** There are no explicit mentions of laws governing the world in the story.\n\nPlease note that these explanations only cover information present within the provided text. If you'd like me to clarify anything or provide additional context, please let me know.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"WIND BLADE!\"\n\nThe loud reverberation of the traveller's voice echoed from the small clearing, the thuds, and rattles, of hilichurls crashing into the dirt, and their equipment clattering uselessly to the ground, echoing off the sky-reaching bamboo trunks dotted throughout. With a mini flourish, and a showy crick of his neck, the sword spun around his fingers, before vanishing in a flash of light. What remained of the hilichurl will to fight was broken, the stragglers turning and running off, their campsite now abandoned. The short-haired brunette just sighed to himself, stretching a little, eyes shut, arms high, his spine arching back in a confident, unquestioning display of his victory.\n\n\"Are you just going to stand there and watch?\" Patricius finally trilled out, his moss green irises slowly revealing from the languidly opening lids. He didn't even try to look towards his observer, instead merely relaxing himself into an idle pose, letting what little of the soft breeze that managed to pierce the rocky Liyue cliffsides and bamboo greenery making the mousy blonde, unkempt locks shuffle provide his only movement.\n\n\"Yes. I felt that you could handle the fight alone, and I would merely be a nuisance, thus, I was observing to ensure there was no ambush.\" The calm, almost icy, tones washed over, a quiet thump sounding as the ghostly touch of a well-practised landing reached the gravel floor of the hilichurl encampment. \"It would seem my initial assertion was largely correct.\" She chimed quickly after, her gaze passing over the one-sided carnage.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPat finally deigned to turn himself around, a smirk playing on his lips, as he met eye-to-eye, mossy green peepers meeting perfectly with the freezing, icy blues of Shenhe. Her visage was as impeccable as always, a tight black bodysuit covering most of her form to provide easy movements in stressful environments, with long, draping turquoise appendages attached to her elbows and lower back. Her wide hips, thick thighs, dainty arms and full bodice combined to make the perfect hourglass shape, the skin-hugging clothing ensuring every inch of her taut, trained body was impossible to miss. The small diamonds of visible, pearly-white flesh on her hips and shoulders made the lack of direct vision all the more tantalizing, her stance seemingly both unknowing of her own beauty, and revelling in it, simultaneously.\n\nHer snow-white hair cascaded down her features, framing the narrow eyes, before bunching into a long braid that easily reached to her motherly hips, tipping the silvery braids with a tinge of black. Her lips remained motionless on her face, blanked in frozen indifference to the world around her, at least, on the surface. The truncated, sleeveless qipao that hugged to her immodest breasts slightly heaved with each breath was perhaps the only sign of her body still carrying life. Which, perhaps, was lucky, with how rotund, and eye-catching the twin bosoms were. Even beneath the twin layer of skin-tight suit and more relaxed clothing, the size, and weight, of those twin tits was inescapable.\n\n\"So... you're saying I couldn't handle an ambush?\" Pat teased, nary missing a beat, his playful smile just widening across his face as he already started to pace towards her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No, merely that-\"\n\n\"That you wanted to follow.\" The traveller interjected before a single further word could utter from her lips.\n\nHer brow furrowed slightly, \"I...\" She started, the gap between them closing to touching-distance.\n\n\"Lying doesn't look cute on you, Shenhe.\" The man trilled playfully, finally stopping as they came face-to-face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You seem to be mistaken. I'm not lying, nor attempting to be... cute.\"\n\nThere was a slight pause, Pat nodding in turn, \"Mmmh. You succeed though.\" A single hand extended out, carefully cupping at her hips, his long, skilled fingers barely needing a few moments to press the smooth prints of his digits against the square of visible flesh. \"Come on, I'm not stupid. You left your mountain training, just to make sure I wasn't ambushed by hilichurls?\"\n\nThis time, a much longer silence rung out, the first signs of emotion breaking through the glacier façade as blazing tinges of crimson slowly blossomed across her cheeks. It was subtle, but the pale snow-white complexion made it all too obvious to the piercing emerald eyes examining her every feature like a hawk. Her chest rose, a deep inhale, gathering together her thoughts, before;<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I... Have heard rumours.\" Pat, for once, unwilling to interrupt this wondrously humiliating confession, just kept his fingers brushing across her silken thighs, waiting. \"About you. And... And...\" Another deep breath, her eyes focusing – what was once a subtle splash of red across her face, had finally bloomed to an embarrassed rose. \"I miss your cock, Pa-... Daddy.\"\n\nWithout a single moment's hesitation, the moment the final word had crossed those plump pink lips, Patricius surged forwards, his arms wrapping tight around the woman, holding their bodies together tight, her breasts squishing to his toned chest, lips interlocking in a long, loving kiss. His eyes closed, hers followed suit, revelling in the passion of the moment, before breaking a minute later. \"I know, I know. I just like hearing you say it. C'mon, I got a small camp, beautiful view, you'll love choking on my dick there.\" Again, no waiting around, his hand clasped around her wrist to tug her with him, his brazen, shameless confidence leaving the naturally secure woman feeling her chest somersaulting in joy.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Roger**: Roger is an accountant who has gained superpowers. He appears to be confident, assertive, and dominant. He enjoys treating women as his sexual aggressors and himself as the gatekeeper. He seems to enjoy controlling and ordering women around, often taking advantage of their desires and needs. His personality traits include sadism, dominance, and a lack of empathy.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Dominant, sadistic, assertive\n * Special abilities: Superpowers, not specified\n * Relationships: Has relationships with multiple women, including Kate, Mira, Nora, Tsuru, Priscilla, Esther, Xico, and possibly others\n\n2. **Kate (Perihelion)**: Kate is a superheroine with superhuman strength, agility, and flight capabilities. She appears to be submissive, obedient, and open to Roger's commands. She enjoys being treated as a sex object and is willing to engage in various forms of sex, including anal sex.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described, but mentioned wearing costumes and lingerie\n * Personality: Submissive, obedient, open-minded\n * Special abilities: Flight, superhuman strength, agility\n * Relationship: In a relationship with Roger, where he is her dominant partner\n\n3. **Mira**: Mira is one of Roger's girlfriends or partners. She appears to be willing to buy expensive gifts for him and address him as 'Master.' She may have some level of mind control or manipulation, as implied by Roger's comments about her playing at being 'mind controlled.'\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Willing to please, possibly manipulative\n * Special abilities: None mentioned\n * Relationship: In a relationship with Roger\n\n4. **Nora, Tsuru, Priscilla, Esther, Xico**: These are other women who are part of Roger's social circle or relationships. They appear to be willing participants in his sexual activities and may have similar characteristics to Kate and Mira.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Not explicitly described\n * Special abilities: None mentioned\n * Relationship: Possibly in relationships with Roger\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Sadomasochism**: Both Roger and Kate seem to enjoy engaging in sadomasochistic activities, where Roger takes pleasure in dominating and controlling Kate, while Kate appears to enjoy being dominated and submitting to Roger's desires.\n\n2. **Superhuman abilities**: Several characters possess superhuman abilities, including Kate's flight, superhuman strength, and agility, as well as Roger's unknown powers.\n\n3. **Obedience**: Kate appears to be extremely obedient to Roger's commands, often responding immediately and without question.\n\n4. **Sexual preferences**: The story explores themes of BDSM, fetishism, and non-traditional sexual preferences, particularly through Roger's treatment of Kate.\n\n5. **Power dynamics**: The power dynamic between Roger and Kate is complex, with Roger holding significant control over Kate's actions and desires.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Choker**: A choker worn by Kate, which serves as a symbol of her submission to Roger.\n\n2. **Costumes and lingerie**: Various costumes and lingerie worn by Kate, which are used as tools for Roger's sexual gratification.\n\n3. **Phone**: Used by Roger to communicate with Kate and potentially record videos of their interactions.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **World rules**: The world appears to have different rules regarding gender roles, with women acting as the sexual aggressors and men as the gatekeepers.\n\n2. **Superpower system**: The story implies the existence of a superpower system, where individuals can possess extraordinary abilities.\n\n3. **Social hierarchy**: The social hierarchy within this world is not explicitly described, but it appears to be structured around Roger's relationships with women.\n\n4. **Geography and politics**: The geography and politics of this world are not explicitly described.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: Not explicitly described\n\n2. **Politics**: Not explicitly described\n\n3. **Social hierarchies**: Not explicitly described, but appears to be centered around Roger's relationships with women\n\n4. **Laws governing the world**: Not explicitly described\n\nThe story provides a detailed exploration of the characters' personalities, relationships, and behaviors, as well as the world's rules and systems. However, many aspects of the world remain unclear or unexplored.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe shelves of my game cupboards were practically brimming with video games, after my extended date with Mira. She'd been perfectly happy to buy every stupid thing I suggested to her, and even if the final cost had been in the thousands of dollars, she'd smiled and called me Master to the end. I had even made her put the boxes up. That was probably the first order that seemed to actually annoy her, but she did it anyway. I got a blowjob and fucked her afterwards, then sent her home.\n\nJust remembering that gave me a hard-on. That was the downside of sexually forcing a woman to buy you things: it meant whenever you thought about those things, you got an erection. I pulled out my phone, quickly flipping through my contacts as I decided on a booty call. I was in a sadistic mood, clearly, and Kate's number naturally came up. So I called her.\n\n\"Hello?\" She asked, sounding a tad nervous. There was some vague music in the background, but I didn't pay it much mind.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hey. Come on over.\"\n\n\"I'm...\" She trailed off for a moment. \"Okay, I'll come over,\" she agreed.\n\n\"What? Is something wrong?\"\n\n\"No, no,\" she said, now more energetic about it. \"I just... was in the middle of something, but this is more important, sir,\" she said. There was a real thrill in hearing her say something like that. I had been going over the careers of my various coworkers (at least, the ones I was fucking), and watching her slam through the air like a bullet, survive getting shot, rip apart metal with her bare hands, and knowing she turned into an obedient puppy when I came calling, was definitely nice.\n\n\"Cool. Bring your costume over, by the way,\" I added.\n\n\"Yes, sir,\" she agreed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe air whistled through Kate's ears as she rapidly approached Roger's apartment complex. She'd been at a strip club, which was... was that not okay with Roger? She hoped it was. Okay with Roger, that was. Should she tell him? He didn't really need to know... would he punish her? Fuck, that had her clit pressing against her panties under the costume, which was really uncomfortable.\n\nThe Erlqueen had apparently been living right across from him. Hiding something from him. So maybe she should be honest? Or maybe he didn't want her to be honest? She wasn't really sure what their relationship was, exactly... other than that she liked it, a lot, obviously. He was incredibly good in bed, and she'd never had to tell him anything about her own dirty tastes for him to just... dominate her. They'd sort of fallen into it, together, which was like something out of a smutty novel.\n\nShe found an open window and zipped in, quickly making her way down the staircase and around back to Roger's house. Her stomach was anxious as she stood at the door. She should tell him. She didn't want to fuck things up if he found out later somehow, where she'd been. Fuck! Her... he was her dominant, right? Yeah. He called her Sow, she called him Sir, that made him her dominant. She was so stupid and horny and was going to fuck up a good thing. She knocked on the door, and a moment later, he was there. He was hot, too. He had these cold eyes that dissected you like a piece of meat, which made her shiver a little to be under. Her nipples were hardening too. She felt her mouth grow dry as she stood there.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Come on in,\" he told her, closing the door behind her once she did. His fingers reached out for her throat, feeling the choker which she was wearing just under her costume. She'd even worn it to the strip club. \"I want a blowjob,\" he noted.\n\n\"Yes, Sir,\" she responded, glancing around, wondering where. Did he want it here, in the entryway? \"I should say, Sir, um, I was at a strip club, when you called.\" He blinked a few times at that, seeming not to understand. \"I don't have sex with the guys! It's just nice, to have guys act like you're desirable, even if they're just doing it for money...\"\n\n\"You are very desirable, Kate,\" he told her, gently cupping her cheek for a moment. She could practically feel herself getting feelings, from a line like that. Who wouldn't? A handsome, devilish dominant man... okay, most girls liked a more submissive guy, but still. He'd even used her name, which he rarely did when they were alone. Did he want to maybe be a bit more romantic with her? She could definitely do that if he wanted to. If he didn't that was fine too, but, she didn't want him to break up with her, that was the most important thing. \"Would you rather be at a strip club?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No, Sir,\" she said, shaking her head rapidly. Maybe if the guys would sleep with her... but that was basically illegal, and she didn't want to get in trouble. Not with her job.\n\n\"Okay. If you want a strip show, you can text me. If I'm free, I might even give you one. You can still go to a strip club if I'm not, though.\" Okay. So he didn't think this was romantic or super exclusive, then, and she hadn't completely fucked up. She felt a sigh of relief escape her throat.\n\n\"Yes, Sir.\"\n\n\"Kneel,\" he ordered, his voice suddenly harsh and sharp, and instinctively, she dropped to her knees. She could feel her nipples and clit scrape against her underwear as she got into that position. He was just so naturally dominant... he really made her feel like she was just a horny pervert that was lucky to find a guy willing to indulge her. He grabbed a tangle of her hair, and pressed her cheek against his pelvis. He was hard. For her. That was good. Right? Obviously. He wasn't too traumatized by what had happened with Fals, then, if his dick was still ready to go for another round. \"Tell me what you are.\"\n\n\"Your fuckpig,\" she said, saying the first thing that came to mind, and she felt his dick twitch against her cheek. She'd said the right thing, then. She couldn't help but smile up at him.\n\n\"And what else?\" She had no idea. \"You're a superheroine. You're a superheroine, and a fuckpig.\" This was a little unusual for him, but she wasn't going to complain. Normally he'd say something like, how pathetic she was, how perverted she was, being a superheroine and a fuckpig, it was disgusting, that kind of thing...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yes, I'm a superheroine, and a fuckpig,\" she told him.\n\n\"My superheroine and my fuckpig.\" he noted.\n\n\"Yes, Sir,\" she agreed. \"Your superheroine. Your fuckpig.\"\n\n\"You'd never let anybody hurt me, would you, Sow?\" She shook her head rapidly. She felt guilty for not having been able to save him the first time, hearing those words leave his lips. \"If I wanted to fuck Mira, or Nora, or Tsuru, or Priscilla, or Esther, or Xico, or anybody else in my house - you'd sit in the closet and wait for us to finish, wouldn't you?\" She nodded. \"Leave, even if we were right in the middle of something?\" She nodded again, brushing her cheek against his dick. She could be a cad sometimes, but she could tell that Roger really wanted her reassurance, even if she wasn't entirely sure why. \"Is there any reason that you shouldn't move into my house so I can use you whenever I feel like, and kick you out whenever I want privacy?\"\n\nDid he... was he... offering? \"N-no, Sir, not that I can think of, Sir.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Keep your old place. But I want you here, regularly, from now on, so bring over clothes, toothbrushes, whatever.\"\n\n\"Yes, Sir,\" she agreed immediately. He unzipped his pants, then, the noise so close to her ear, so intimate that she could almost taste his cock already. This was probably temporary... he just wanted to feel safe, and she had superpowers, that was the only reason he was suggesting something like this. His dick popped into view, and she took a deep breath as she admired it. It was nice and big and sexy. She even found she liked the dirty smell it had, from the fact he didn't really wash that thoroughly. She thought she could even catch the scent of another woman on his hard cock, as it slapped against her cheek. That made her wet too.\n\nShe was such a pervert.\n\n\"Open up,\" he ordered, and her mouth fell open obediently, as he just slipped his hard length deep into her throat without hesitation. He never seemed to really think much of her pleasure, which was part of what made him so sexy. That casual, almost bratty vibe, like he could treat her contemptuously and get away with it. He obviously could, too. He'd gotten away with it so far, and she wasn't going to stop him. He dragged her hair into a set of pigtails and started to pump her face on his cock, and she followed his every whim. Sure, she could have overpowered him, but... she liked it. \"Play with yourself, you horny little fuckpig,\" he ordered.\n\nHer cheeks burned at just the command. She was still in her costume! She had underwear on, sure, but that was a bit much... how was she supposed to play with herself like this?\n\n\"Are you disobeying me?\" He prompted her, mashing her face right into her pelvis. His hard cock filled her whole throat, his taste completely staining her tongue. \"I thought you understood your position. I sate your disgusting, perverted desires, and in return, you do whatever I say. Isn't that the agreement, Sow?\" She nodded around his cock, and her hands went down for her groin. She started just rubbing her clit through the layers of fabric of her costume and panties, staring up at him all the while - he soon became satisfied with her work, and started to pump at her face again.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Roger**: Roger is an accountant who has gained superpowers. He appears to be confident, assertive, and dominant. He enjoys treating women as his sexual aggressors and himself as the gatekeeper. He seems to enjoy controlling and ordering women around, often taking advantage of their desires and needs. His personality traits include sadism, dominance, and a lack of empathy.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Dominant, sadistic, assertive\n * Special abilities: Superpowers, not specified\n * Relationships: Has relationships with multiple women, including Kate, Mira, Nora, Tsuru, Priscilla, Esther, Xico, and possibly others\n\n2. **Kate (Perihelion)**: Kate is a superheroine with superhuman strength, agility, and flight capabilities. She appears to be submissive, obedient, and open to Roger's commands. She enjoys being treated as a sex object and is willing to engage in various forms of sex, including anal sex.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described, but mentioned wearing costumes and lingerie\n * Personality: Submissive, obedient, open-minded\n * Special abilities: Flight, superhuman strength, agility\n * Relationship: In a relationship with Roger, where he is her dominant partner\n\n3. **Mira**: Mira is one of Roger's girlfriends or partners. She appears to be willing to buy expensive gifts for him and address him as 'Master.' She may have some level of mind control or manipulation, as implied by Roger's comments about her playing at being 'mind controlled.'\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Willing to please, possibly manipulative\n * Special abilities: None mentioned\n * Relationship: In a relationship with Roger\n\n4. **Nora, Tsuru, Priscilla, Esther, Xico**: These are other women who are part of Roger's social circle or relationships. They appear to be willing participants in his sexual activities and may have similar characteristics to Kate and Mira.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Not explicitly described\n * Special abilities: None mentioned\n * Relationship: Possibly in relationships with Roger\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Sadomasochism**: Both Roger and Kate seem to enjoy engaging in sadomasochistic activities, where Roger takes pleasure in dominating and controlling Kate, while Kate appears to enjoy being dominated and submitting to Roger's desires.\n\n2. **Superhuman abilities**: Several characters possess superhuman abilities, including Kate's flight, superhuman strength, and agility, as well as Roger's unknown powers.\n\n3. **Obedience**: Kate appears to be extremely obedient to Roger's commands, often responding immediately and without question.\n\n4. **Sexual preferences**: The story explores themes of BDSM, fetishism, and non-traditional sexual preferences, particularly through Roger's treatment of Kate.\n\n5. **Power dynamics**: The power dynamic between Roger and Kate is complex, with Roger holding significant control over Kate's actions and desires.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Choker**: A choker worn by Kate, which serves as a symbol of her submission to Roger.\n\n2. **Costumes and lingerie**: Various costumes and lingerie worn by Kate, which are used as tools for Roger's sexual gratification.\n\n3. **Phone**: Used by Roger to communicate with Kate and potentially record videos of their interactions.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **World rules**: The world appears to have different rules regarding gender roles, with women acting as the sexual aggressors and men as the gatekeepers.\n\n2. **Superpower system**: The story implies the existence of a superpower system, where individuals can possess extraordinary abilities.\n\n3. **Social hierarchy**: The social hierarchy within this world is not explicitly described, but it appears to be structured around Roger's relationships with women.\n\n4. **Geography and politics**: The geography and politics of this world are not explicitly described.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: Not explicitly described\n\n2. **Politics**: Not explicitly described\n\n3. **Social hierarchies**: Not explicitly described, but appears to be centered around Roger's relationships with women\n\n4. **Laws governing the world**: Not explicitly described\n\nThe story provides a detailed exploration of the characters' personalities, relationships, and behaviors, as well as the world's rules and systems. However, many aspects of the world remain unclear or unexplored.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHis movements became superhumanly fast after less than a minute, and just a few seconds later, he was pulling back, spraying cum into her mouth and then across her face, just staining her. She could smell it, so thick and nice, a quiet little statement that she had done good, she'd brought him off with her mouth. Quickly, too! Sometimes, he'd take over an hour to come, and she was pretty sure he was denying her on purpose... this was nice, too, though. She kept playing with herself, just because he hadn't told her to stop.\n\n\"Look at you, you disgusting fuckpig,\" he said, taking out his phone. Her heart jumped in her chest as he got ready to record her. He wouldn't do anything with the video, right? \"I want to have this recorded for the future. The great superheroine Perihelion, kneeling after getting cum all over her face, hand in her pussy. It's the perfect encapsulation of what you are.\" She wasn't entirely sure what he meant, but she nodded along anyway. If he was getting a bit strange, that was probably just because of what happened with the Erlqueen, so she should go along with it. Let him know that she would always do whatever he said.\n\nIt was ridiculous, wasn't it? Obscene, even. Here she was, kneeling before a guy, stroking herself off just because he ordered her to. But she wasn't stopping. Because she was a perverted, dirty, fuckpig, a horny idiot who would do anything to get treated like what she was by a hot guy. She was really lucky to have gotten to fuck Roger. \"Yes... I'm Perihelion, and I'm a fuckpig,\" she said, and through the eye that wasn't forced closed by cum, she saw his dick twitch, a little precum coming out. She stretched her tongue out to lick it up like the degenerate fuckpig she was, and he just groaned in response. \"I'm masturbating after sucking cock. I'm so pathetic. My flabby pussy isn't appealing to any man, so just getting to suck cock, is all I'm worth.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe turned off the camera at that point, placing one firm hand on her head. \"Go wash your face off. Take off the minimum amount of your costume for me to fuck you,\" he added, and she nodded. She wound up floating to the bathroom rather than risk stumbling due to her lopsided perspective, and soon she was cleaning herself off in his bathroom.\n\nHer bathroom? He was making her live here. Making her live with him. It was obvious even to her currently clit-addled brain that it was just because he felt safe with her. That was fine, though. He fucked her, made her come, used her, dominated her, treated her the way she wanted to be treated... it was better than fine, really. It was a lucky break. No, that was a really shitty thing to think.\n\nShe'd finished cleaning her face off. Her costume was in two main parts, the top and the bottom, so she stripped off her pants, leaving her wearing the absurd microkini that she'd bought for him. He'd seemed to like it, no matter how ridiculous it made her feel. It was the kind of thing guys wore in porno, but here she was, a woman, wearing it. It was extra humiliating just for that fact, her cheeks burning at the mere thought.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe left the bathroom at that point, finding Roger lying on his bed. He looked at her, grinning as he saw her panties. That was good. She was wearing them because he'd ordered her to, after all. \"I want to fuck your ass,\" he told her, and her eyebrows rose. That was cool. Anal sex was good. \"With you facing away from me, obviously. And I want you to do all the work, squatting over my dick, legs spread wide,\" he explained.\n\nIt was a really bizarre position, and if she wasn't superstrong, it probably would even have been uncomfortable, as she squatted down over his dick, pushing her panties to one side, his cockhead pressing against her rosebud in a moment. The only lube they had was his spit, but she sure hoped he didn't mind it, as she began to descend down his length. He groaned, fingers digging into her ass cheeks suddenly, just sinking into them with what was probably lust. \"That's my fuckpig,\" he breathed out. \"That's my superheroine fuckpig,\" he said, tossing her cape over her shoulder. \"You'll always do whatever I say, won't you, Sow?\"\n\n\"Yes, Sir,\" she agreed. He wanted to be reassured because he was scared after what happened with the Erlqueen. If he was serious, though, that was hot too. She slid her ass cheeks slowly down his cock. \"Oink oink,\" she declared, her cheeks burning at the spontaneous words, but he couldn't actually see her face. She could feel his cock, though, and the way it twitched inside her. \"Oink oink oink,\" she declared, wiggling her butt around his dick a bit, making him gasp as she kept going down. \"Oink! Oink!\" She declared. If he enjoyed himself a lot, that meant more anal sex for her in the future.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's my girl,\" he said, giving her ass a quick swat. It didn't hurt at all, physically, but it still sent a nice tingle through her whole body at the treatment. The phrasing was easy to take as diminutive, too - like she was just a little girl, obediently doing whatever Daddy said. Or something like that, anyway. DILF stuff was hot, even if she was now at the age where many potential dating partners were dads, which was a lot less hot in the real world. Not that she was dating anybody, either. Just Roger. If you counted this as dating...\n\nHe leaned up, his hands suddenly grasping her breasts on either side. She felt her clit throb at the feeling of his fingers suddenly beginning to play with her nipples, pinching and teasing them in that way only he could do. It had to be power enhanced somehow, the way he could put her body through that sort of pleasure with lightning speed, but she just moaned as she enjoyed herself. \"You're not fucking this ass of yours on my cock, Sow,\" he noted, stern disapproval in his voice at her failure.\n\nShe tried with her legs, but the pleasure was making her muscles spasm - so instead she chose to try using her flight power to start pumping her ass up and down his hard cock. He grunted at the sensation, pumping up into her intermittently, his hard cock diving deep into her tight ass. She was definitely going to come. She was going to come on his dick. Fuck, they'd barely been doing it for two minutes, she was such a quickshot, she should try not to - his hand went to her clit.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe came. Hard. It was an explosion of pleasure, and she clenched her pussy muscles, desperately trying to avoid a repeat of another humiliating event. Not because she minded being humiliated by Roger, just because it was a huge pain in the ass to clean her piss off his bed. \"Look at you. You're getting insulted. Used. Made to wear ridiculous clothes, all the time. A choker,\" he breathed the words into her ear, and she was already starting to feel another orgasm come, due to how obscenely good his hand on her clit felt. \"You're a horny little fuckpig, aren't you? Coming like this?\"\n\n\"Yuh, yes, Sir,\" she sputtered out. She was ridiculous. She was pathetic. She looked absurd, she knew. She was absurd. A complete pervert lucky to have found a guy willing to put up with her perversions. Fuck, he probably could have just fucked an array of different girls in front of her, and she would have put up with it - instead, he was fucking her ass. \"Thuh, thank you,\" she sputtered out, as that thought came to mind. \"Thank you for fucking my ass, Sir,\" she said, and he suddenly, sharply, slapped her clit.\n\nShe came again, of course. Her eyes clenched shut. It was completely humiliating. She couldn't keep her orgasms in. She was a quickshot, at least when it came to Roger. (She was better with other guys, though not great.) He was just too good at sex. He had her wrapped around his finger, it was like one of those ancient myths about the devilish satyrs that seduce women with their big dicks and their open legs, then the women are never seen again... she wouldn't mind never being seen again, if it was because she was spending all her time with him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe tugged down her costume, just a little, just enough to reveal the choker she was wearing underneath it. His fingers trailed along it. He clearly liked it a lot, and not because it was so well-designed or fashionable. He never really seemed into fashion (you could tell, by the clothes he wore). But right now, she was a fuckpig bouncing on his dick, collared and claimed. She was wearing her actual work uniform, sweating into it, but she didn't even really care about that, as he started to accelerate his pace inside her to superhuman speeds.\n\nShe couldn't talk. He didn't talk. She just did her best to bounce on his cock, and he groped her tits and ass as he pounded her from below, thrusting his hips up again and again. She was happy he was so enthusiastic about it, it made her feel like she was doing a good job, even though she was sure it was just because of her big tits and ass rather than anything skillswise on her part. She was just a horny pervert who was lucky enough to find a guy the right level of disgusted and aroused by her to treat her this way. The way she definitely deserved to be treated.\n\nBy the time he finally came in her, a few minutes later... she'd probably come half a dozen times during the sex. She was such an absurd quickshot, it was humiliating, and she worried he wouldn't like it, that he'd find her so pathetic that he wouldn't even deign to give her his cock again. Instead, he came right up her ass with a groan, just mauling her tits in either hand as he did so, plastering his hot muscular body up against hers as if he was intensely pleased by the chance to fuck her ass.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Roger**: Roger is an accountant who has gained superpowers. He appears to be confident, assertive, and dominant. He enjoys treating women as his sexual aggressors and himself as the gatekeeper. He seems to enjoy controlling and ordering women around, often taking advantage of their desires and needs. His personality traits include sadism, dominance, and a lack of empathy.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Dominant, sadistic, assertive\n * Special abilities: Superpowers, not specified\n * Relationships: Has relationships with multiple women, including Kate, Mira, Nora, Tsuru, Priscilla, Esther, Xico, and possibly others\n\n2. **Kate (Perihelion)**: Kate is a superheroine with superhuman strength, agility, and flight capabilities. She appears to be submissive, obedient, and open to Roger's commands. She enjoys being treated as a sex object and is willing to engage in various forms of sex, including anal sex.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described, but mentioned wearing costumes and lingerie\n * Personality: Submissive, obedient, open-minded\n * Special abilities: Flight, superhuman strength, agility\n * Relationship: In a relationship with Roger, where he is her dominant partner\n\n3. **Mira**: Mira is one of Roger's girlfriends or partners. She appears to be willing to buy expensive gifts for him and address him as 'Master.' She may have some level of mind control or manipulation, as implied by Roger's comments about her playing at being 'mind controlled.'\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Willing to please, possibly manipulative\n * Special abilities: None mentioned\n * Relationship: In a relationship with Roger\n\n4. **Nora, Tsuru, Priscilla, Esther, Xico**: These are other women who are part of Roger's social circle or relationships. They appear to be willing participants in his sexual activities and may have similar characteristics to Kate and Mira.\n\n * Appearance: Not explicitly described\n * Personality: Not explicitly described\n * Special abilities: None mentioned\n * Relationship: Possibly in relationships with Roger\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Sadomasochism**: Both Roger and Kate seem to enjoy engaging in sadomasochistic activities, where Roger takes pleasure in dominating and controlling Kate, while Kate appears to enjoy being dominated and submitting to Roger's desires.\n\n2. **Superhuman abilities**: Several characters possess superhuman abilities, including Kate's flight, superhuman strength, and agility, as well as Roger's unknown powers.\n\n3. **Obedience**: Kate appears to be extremely obedient to Roger's commands, often responding immediately and without question.\n\n4. **Sexual preferences**: The story explores themes of BDSM, fetishism, and non-traditional sexual preferences, particularly through Roger's treatment of Kate.\n\n5. **Power dynamics**: The power dynamic between Roger and Kate is complex, with Roger holding significant control over Kate's actions and desires.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Choker**: A choker worn by Kate, which serves as a symbol of her submission to Roger.\n\n2. **Costumes and lingerie**: Various costumes and lingerie worn by Kate, which are used as tools for Roger's sexual gratification.\n\n3. **Phone**: Used by Roger to communicate with Kate and potentially record videos of their interactions.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **World rules**: The world appears to have different rules regarding gender roles, with women acting as the sexual aggressors and men as the gatekeepers.\n\n2. **Superpower system**: The story implies the existence of a superpower system, where individuals can possess extraordinary abilities.\n\n3. **Social hierarchy**: The social hierarchy within this world is not explicitly described, but it appears to be structured around Roger's relationships with women.\n\n4. **Geography and politics**: The geography and politics of this world are not explicitly described.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: Not explicitly described\n\n2. **Politics**: Not explicitly described\n\n3. **Social hierarchies**: Not explicitly described, but appears to be centered around Roger's relationships with women\n\n4. **Laws governing the world**: Not explicitly described\n\nThe story provides a detailed exploration of the characters' personalities, relationships, and behaviors, as well as the world's rules and systems. However, many aspects of the world remain unclear or unexplored.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was silly. He was being nice to her, fucking her ass like that. Paying her back for sucking him off all those times. Obviously he wasn't doing it for his own sake... guys didn't like anal.\n\nHe pulled out of her at that point, suddenly zipping around to the bathroom, turning on the warm water and coming back to her. He was so fast that she was still squatting, legs spread wide, as he approached. He grinned as he looked down at her, reaching for the base of her top, pulling it up and over her tits. \"I thought so,\" he said, as he saw the black microkini she was still wearing. Her cheeks burned. \"You look nice like this, Sow,\" he added, giving her cheek a gentle pat.\n\n\"Thank you, Sir.\"\n\n\"I'm going to wash my dick off. What I want you to do, while I take a bath, is get dressed, go home, and get some changes of clothes and other stuff you'll need. Got it?\"\n\n\"Yes, Sir,\" she agreed, instantly, rising from her position on the bed, suddenly feeling full of energy.\n\n\"If you get back before I get out of the tub...\" he tilted his head, drawing out the moment. He was presumably thinking of rewarding her for being speedy. \"I'll fuck you in the tub. Right in that needy, empty pussy of yours,\" he said, reaching out for her panties and brushing along the line of her sex through it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yes, Sir!\" She agreed, immediately, hurriedly moving to get dressed as fast as she could, while he just chuckled and watched her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI had ordered Kate to do it quickly mostly just to tease and threaten her. I was, realistically, just going to lie in the warm water, naked as the day I was born, until either she showed up (more likely) or the water got cold (less likely). It was pleasant, just floating there. I soaped up my dick a bit, to make sure it was clean, before plunging it back beneath the water. UTIs were still a problem in this world, after all, and ass-to-vag was a great way to cause them.\n\nIt was probably stupid, demanding that Kate start living with me, but she was... obedient. Right now, what I really wanted was an obedient girl. One who did what I said, when I said, because I said it. Even when Mira was playing at being 'mind controlled,' there was that occasional momentary resistance, and of course, the knowledge she was just playing. With Kate, though? With Kate, she just obeyed. She was eager to obey. Happy to obey. Like a horny, fat-titted dog.\n\nWhen she got back, not five minutes after I'd gotten in the bath (and not twenty after I'd given her her orders), she dumped a backpack onto the bed and rushed into the bathroom with a noisy, lumbering gait, panting as if terrified she'd been too slow. I just smiled, admiring her. \"Naked,\" I ordered her, and immediately she started to strip. There was no finesse in it, beyond the bare minimum necessary to keep her clothes from getting ripped. A few seconds later, she was tumbling into the tub with me, on top of me, and I soon guided my cock right into her needy cunt. \"Look at you, Sow,\" I told her. She was actually still wearing the choker which was the hottest thing. \"You're just my obedient little fuckpig, aren't you?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yes, Sir,\" she agreed, her pussy squeezing down on my dick for the moment. \"I'm your obedient little fuckpig. I, Perihelion, the superheroine, am nothing but an obedient fuckpig for you,\" she said, her voice husky, breathless, clearly aroused.\n\n\"I'm feeling lazy,\" I said, fingers finding their way around to her ass cheeks, groping the nice, muscular, butt she had. \"You can do it yourself from here, can't you?\"\n\n\"Yes, Sir,\" she agreed, instantly, her eyes flashing with desire as she started to bounce on my dick without the slightest hesitation. She felt fantastic, a tight, muscular pussy massaging my dick, a pair of big fat tits bouncing with every pump of her hips up and down, the water splashing around us both as I lay there. \"Am I doing good, Sir? If you want me to do anything different-\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI stuffed two fingers into her mouth, shutting her up. \"If I wanted you to do anything different, I'd tell you, Sow. Do you think that I'd keep something like that back for the sake of your feelings?\" Her cheeks burned and she shook her head rapidly. \"That's right. So just suck those fingers like they were my cock, and don't talk unless you have something worthwhile to say - like a declaration that you're nothing but my personal masturbation aid.\"\n\nShe actually came to those words, her pussy clamping down on my dick as her eyelashes fluttered, her lips distending to stretch around my fingers. It was honestly insanely hot,and I decided to just let go inside her as well, jerking as I sprayed hot cum into her pussy. When I was spent, though, I got out of the tub lickety split - I didn't want cum to stain my legs. \"When you're done orgasming in the tub like a complete pervert, dry off and join me in bed,\" I told her, as I dried off.\n\nThere was a certain light to her eyes at those words, and she, again, practically tumbled out of the tub, using her flight to jerkily force herself up and out even as the afterglow of her orgasm continued.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhen I went to sleep, it was with a superheroine letting me grope her tits in either hands as I dry humped her naked body from behind. The only thing she was wearing was that collar, and I inwardly resolved to keep it that way for the rest of the night.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Baldric**: \n - Appearance: Baldric is described as a Half-Goliath, which suggests he has physical characteristics similar to those of a Goliath (likely large stature, muscle mass) but with some differences due to being half-human.\n - Personality: Baldric appears to be confident, adventurous, and willing to follow duty despite initial reservations. He's shown to be loving towards Evy and accepting of their relationship.\n - Special abilities: None explicitly mentioned, but as a Half-Goliath, he may possess enhanced physical abilities compared to humans.\n - Relationships:\n * Evy: Baldric is deeply in love with Evy and values their relationship above other aspects of his life.\n * Princess Alera: Initially, Baldric views Alera as a means to fulfill his new responsibilities as Lord von Ulch, but he comes to care for her during their consummation.\n\n2. **Evy**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but implied to be slender and agile, fitting the description of an elf.\n - Personality: Evy appears to be confident, playful, and dominant in relationships. She's willing to tease and assert control over situations.\n - Special abilities: None explicitly mentioned, but her actions suggest she's skilled in seduction and manipulation.\n - Relationships:\n * Baldric: Evy loves Baldric and is committed to their relationship, even in the face of societal expectations.\n * Princess Alera: Evy takes charge of guiding Alera through their consummation, indicating a level of dominance and care.\n\n3. **Princess Alera**:\n - Appearance: Described as older than Baldric, closer to his eldest brother's age, with dignity and poise.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as reserved and possibly hesitant, but later shows willingness to please and adapt to her new situation.\n - Special abilities: None explicitly mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Baldric: Alera comes to care for Baldric during their consummation, showing affection and acceptance.\n * Evy: Alera looks up to Evy, respecting her guidance and authority.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Baldric's size**: As a Half-Goliath, Baldric possesses a large physique, which becomes a significant aspect of his interactions with others, particularly Alera.\n2. **Evy's teasing**: Evy frequently teases and manipulates those around her, including Baldric and Alera, using her charm and wit to influence situations.\n3. **Royal upbringing**: Alera's royal background influences her behavior, leading her to initially hesitate and then accept her new role.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\nNone are explicitly mentioned in the provided text.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Adventuring culture**: The story implies that adventurers like Baldric and Evy operate within a distinct cultural context, where they're celebrated for their bravery and exploits.\n2. **Social hierarchy**: The narrative highlights the strict social hierarchy of the kingdom, with royalty at the top and nobles below them. Adventurers occupy a separate category, often respected for their skills and accomplishments.\n3. **Arranged marriages**: Arranged marriages are depicted as common among the nobility, with the King arranging Baldric's marriage to Alera without consulting him directly.\n4. **Duty and responsibility**: The concept of duty and responsibility is emphasized throughout the story, particularly for Baldric as he navigates his new role as Lord von Ulch.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Kingdom politics**: The story touches upon the inner workings of the kingdom, highlighting the King's power and influence in arranging marriages and assigning tasks to nobles.\n2. **Nobility and titles**: Titles such as \"Lord\" and \"Princess\" are used to denote social status and rank within the kingdom.\n3. **Geography and setting**: Although not explicitly stated, the narrative implies that the kingdom is located in a fantasy world, with features such as palaces, castles, and adventuring parties.\n4. **Magic and supernatural elements**: There is no explicit mention of magic or supernatural elements in this particular story, although it's possible that such elements exist in the broader world or series.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"The King requests your presence.\"\n\nFrom the very first moment that he’d heard those words, it was as if he’d known what was coming ahead of time. He couldn’t say how, but a pit had formed in his stomach immediately, and it’d only gotten worse as he and his party had been escorted to the palace. He’d not shown his unease of course, not at the time. Everyone else had been so excited. The party had largely assumed that they were going to be sent on some sort of royal mission, serious ‘Fate of the Realm’ type stuff. \n\nIt wasn’t that farfetched. It’d been a couple of years since they’d recovered Evy’s mother, and by this point, Baldric and his party had become somewhat famous in the Realm, known for being able to handle even the toughest situations. The make-up of the party had changed, there’d been a couple of deaths, and also some more amicable departures, and those had been filled in with new people, but the core of it, which Baldric considered him and Evy, had never once been altered.\n\nRegardless, they’d been led to the King, and as Baldric had feared, it wasn’t about some royal mission. It wasn’t ‘Fate of the Realm’ type stuff. It was about him. He hadn’t really put his finger on his unease until the King had just come out and said that it was nice to see Baldric after so many years. The Half-Goliath had been left with a confused expression on his face, until the King had gone on to explain that, long ago, he and Baldric’s father Lord Eldric had adventured together, once upon a time.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThat was when Baldric was told that his family was dead. A sickness had hit the von Ulch Estate, striking at the health of both servants and nobles alike. Baldric was the last living male of his entire family, with his father and all of his elder brothers passed away from the illness, just like that. Which meant, of course, that Baldric was the heir. He hadn’t known what to think about that. He’d never planned for it, that was for sure.\n\nAnd truth be told, in the moment, he hadn’t really wanted it. He’d been happy as an adventurer, happy as a hero. Alas, duty tended to come before happiness, and even Baldric, raised as a Lord’s Fourth Son, trained as a soldier in the Kingdom’s Military, understood duty well enough. However, that wasn’t all of it, as they quickly found out. \n\nNo, it wasn’t just that Baldric had abruptly become Lord Baldric von Ulch. Due to the King and his late father’s deep bond, there had been an arranged marriage in place, an arrangement between the eldest son, Baldric’s older brother, and the King’s only daughter, who as it turned out, was a bit older than Baldric. They were meant to have wed that very year, but then the sickness put an end to that.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nExcept it didn’t. After dropping one bomb on Baldric, the King seemed to understand he was dropping another, but as apologetic as he was over it, that didn’t stop him from doing it, all the same. The arrangement would still be honored by the Crown, and Baldric was expected to marry the Princess. The implications had been obvious, that Baldric could potentially end the arrangement on HIS end, but the consequences for doing so would be dire for the young Lord.\n\nFor a brief moment, the air became charged in a way it hadn’t been before, somberness and sadness transforming into something angry and dangerous. Baldric had honestly been worried that Evy would assassinate the King right there in his own throne room. Not try, but actually do it. He had no doubt that if his elf lover put her mind to it, she would succeed. It would be the fight afterwards that Baldric wasn’t sure they could win.\n\nLuckily, the King was not an evil man. Nor was he a stupid, unobservant man. After letting his declaration hang in the air for a long moment as the tension had built in the room, the King had gone on to confess that he’d heard about Baldric’s relationship with Evy, and that he was willing to give special permission so that the young Lord von Ulch could marry both his daughter and Evy in a dual ceremony.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBaldric hadn’t been sure about that, but oddly enough, Evy... had? It had been she who in the end, accepted the King’s most gracious offer as Baldric stood there, uncertain of what to say or do, of what he truly wanted. Just like that, Evy had bound them to royalty. Not that he could bring himself to mind all that much. Everyone needed to settle down at some point, and if Evy was ready to settle down, well... Baldric couldn’t imagine continuing adventuring without her. Hell, he couldn’t imagine living life without her.\n\nThe wedding ceremony was rather beautiful, obviously. A massive royal affair, it was probably attended by half the realm, and a whole lot of foreign diplomats besides. Luckily, no one tried to disrupt the ceremony. No great evil showed up to put a stop to the union, no past enemy came to attempt to take revenge on Baldric’s big day. He and his party didn’t have a habit of leaving evil alive to fester further, to be fair, though one or two villains had escaped them, over the years. Still, of those ne’er dowels had even known he was getting married, they’d had the good sense to stay the fuck away. \n\nNow... now Baldric found himself sitting on the edge of his bed, the ornate clothes that had been custom made to fit to his hulking Half-Goliath body removed at this point and draped over a nearby chair, so that all he’s wearing is a pair of linen pants, which despite also being custom made, are ill-fitted to him. Still, not long now, Baldric figures, and then he’ll be getting out of said pants in order to... well, to do the deed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAs if summoned by his very thoughts, the door from the bath chamber suddenly opens up, and the two women of the hour walk into the room. Evy... and Princess Alera. The Princess is still a young woman in her own right, but definitely older than Baldric, closer to his eldest brother’s age than his own. She’s a woman who holds herself with great dignity... even now, dressed in the white, lacy lingerie as she is. Evy too, is dressed in nothing but lingerie, however, her set is black.\n\nThe two of them have long since stripped out of their wedding dresses, retreating to the bath chamber an hour ago, ostensibly to clean themselves and freshen up. From the blush on the Princess’ face, and the ‘cat that caught the canary’ grin on Evy’s face, they hadn’t JUST cleaned themselves and freshened up. Regardless, they were here now. Baldric supposed it was time to do his duty. Though with Evy there, at least it wasn’t too much of a hardship.\n\nOf course, as soon as the Princess lays eyes on him, she stutters to a stop. Her royal upbringing stops her from looking like little more than a wide-eyed, drooling maiden, but the way her gaze travels across his exposed musclebound torso and arms, and then down to the outline of his cock in the ill-fitted linen pants tells him all he needs to know about what she’s currently thinking.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nEvy, sensing the same, comes up behind Alera and wraps her arms around the human woman, grinning impishly as she slides her palms and splayed fingers over Alera’s exposed tummy. Not QUITE inappropriate... but enough to make the Princess shiver as Evy’s fingers descend below her belly button and get dangerously close to her navel.\n\n\"What do you think, Princess? Is he good enough for you?\"\n\nBlushing only slightly, Alera sticks her nose up into the air.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I never said he wasn’t. It was you who made that insinuation, if I recall. Lord Baldric von Ulch is a perfect gentleman, and... and a gorgeous male specimen.\"\n\nOnly one pause, and no stutter or stammer. Baldric is a little impressed, given that he’s seen Evy turn her own MOTHER into a sputtering, flustered mess with just about as much effort. Chuckling throatily, Evy slowly walks Alera forward, until they’re both right in front of him, their bodies clad in negligee practically on full display already.\n\n\"And you, Lord von Ulch. What do you think of your brides, hm?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBaldric chuckles and reaches down, having long since learned how to fight Evy’s particular brand of teasing. He pulls the waistband of his linen pants down and lets his massive Half-Goliath member pop free of his confines. It stands up straight, which given his seated position means that it points directly at Alera and Evy’s faces most unerringly.\n\n\"Oh... oh my...\"\n\nAlera can’t quite keep her eyes from widening now, as she stares at Baldric’s massive tool. Baldric though, is looking to Evy, cocking an eyebrow as he grins wickedly.\n\n\"Does this answer the question, my love?\"\n\nAs if seizing on that, the Princess suddenly speaks up, and even manages to slip out of Evy’s grasp and step off to the side while the lusty, horny elf is formulating her response.\n\n\"Under the circumstances, given that my father practically foisted me onto you when you already had a lover, and likely forced you two to marry before you perhaps were ready to... I think it only right that the first time go to you, Lady Evylen of Storia.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe says it so confidently, so... royally. But Baldric and Evy have experience seeing through the masquerade. As adventurers, they’ve encountered their fair share of fibbing nobility. Sharing a look, Baldric can see that Evy has a plan she’s already running, so he lets her continue on, sitting back and watching as the elf lets out a throaty chuckle and stalks right up to the Princess.\n\n\"Oh, my dear Princess... don’t be silly. I’ve had the Mighty Baldric buried in my quim more times than I can count. This isn’t my first time, nor will it be my last. You, on the other hand...\"\n\nThat’s when Alera finally breaks. Flushing with outrage for a moment, the outrage then flees, replaced by a mighty blush and a nervous look in her eyes as she wrings her hands together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I... I’ve never done it before, no. I’m n-not sure he’ll fit...\"\n\nEvy just grins and takes the human woman by the hands, leading her over as Baldric lays back on the bed, positioning himself to give his new wives more room.\n\n\"Only one way to find out, Alera. Come on now... it’s time to consummate your union to my Baldric.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Baldric**: \n - Appearance: Baldric is described as a Half-Goliath, which suggests he has physical characteristics similar to those of a Goliath (likely large stature, muscle mass) but with some differences due to being half-human.\n - Personality: Baldric appears to be confident, adventurous, and willing to follow duty despite initial reservations. He's shown to be loving towards Evy and accepting of their relationship.\n - Special abilities: None explicitly mentioned, but as a Half-Goliath, he may possess enhanced physical abilities compared to humans.\n - Relationships:\n * Evy: Baldric is deeply in love with Evy and values their relationship above other aspects of his life.\n * Princess Alera: Initially, Baldric views Alera as a means to fulfill his new responsibilities as Lord von Ulch, but he comes to care for her during their consummation.\n\n2. **Evy**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but implied to be slender and agile, fitting the description of an elf.\n - Personality: Evy appears to be confident, playful, and dominant in relationships. She's willing to tease and assert control over situations.\n - Special abilities: None explicitly mentioned, but her actions suggest she's skilled in seduction and manipulation.\n - Relationships:\n * Baldric: Evy loves Baldric and is committed to their relationship, even in the face of societal expectations.\n * Princess Alera: Evy takes charge of guiding Alera through their consummation, indicating a level of dominance and care.\n\n3. **Princess Alera**:\n - Appearance: Described as older than Baldric, closer to his eldest brother's age, with dignity and poise.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as reserved and possibly hesitant, but later shows willingness to please and adapt to her new situation.\n - Special abilities: None explicitly mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n * Baldric: Alera comes to care for Baldric during their consummation, showing affection and acceptance.\n * Evy: Alera looks up to Evy, respecting her guidance and authority.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Baldric's size**: As a Half-Goliath, Baldric possesses a large physique, which becomes a significant aspect of his interactions with others, particularly Alera.\n2. **Evy's teasing**: Evy frequently teases and manipulates those around her, including Baldric and Alera, using her charm and wit to influence situations.\n3. **Royal upbringing**: Alera's royal background influences her behavior, leading her to initially hesitate and then accept her new role.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\nNone are explicitly mentioned in the provided text.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Adventuring culture**: The story implies that adventurers like Baldric and Evy operate within a distinct cultural context, where they're celebrated for their bravery and exploits.\n2. **Social hierarchy**: The narrative highlights the strict social hierarchy of the kingdom, with royalty at the top and nobles below them. Adventurers occupy a separate category, often respected for their skills and accomplishments.\n3. **Arranged marriages**: Arranged marriages are depicted as common among the nobility, with the King arranging Baldric's marriage to Alera without consulting him directly.\n4. **Duty and responsibility**: The concept of duty and responsibility is emphasized throughout the story, particularly for Baldric as he navigates his new role as Lord von Ulch.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Kingdom politics**: The story touches upon the inner workings of the kingdom, highlighting the King's power and influence in arranging marriages and assigning tasks to nobles.\n2. **Nobility and titles**: Titles such as \"Lord\" and \"Princess\" are used to denote social status and rank within the kingdom.\n3. **Geography and setting**: Although not explicitly stated, the narrative implies that the kingdom is located in a fantasy world, with features such as palaces, castles, and adventuring parties.\n4. **Magic and supernatural elements**: There is no explicit mention of magic or supernatural elements in this particular story, although it's possible that such elements exist in the broader world or series.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe elf takes great pleasure in guiding the human princess up onto the bed, and then onto him. She has Alera straddle him, before sliding her lacy white panties to the side and fingering the Princess’ cunt. Finding her to be wet, judging by the way Evy nods to him and winks as she licks her fingers clean, his love then pulls the Princess up into position, placing the head of his cock at Alera’s entrance.\n\nBaldric does nothing, watching as Evy slides her hands from Alera’s hips to her shoulders, leaning in close so that she’s breathing hot air across the human’s ear.\n\n\"Here we go, Princess. Three... two... one!\"\n\nOn one, right as Alera opens her mouth, perhaps to say she’s not ready, Evy pushes her down. She impales the human princess on Baldric’s massive cock, and Alera sinks about halfway down his length before his bulbous tip hits her cervix and brings her to a halt. The Princess cries out, but Evy is all over her, flipping up her brassiere to grope and squeeze her breasts, nibbling and suckling at the nape of her neck in a way that’s sure to give the Princess hickies.\n\nBaldric continues to watch for a little while as Alera slowly but surely adjusts to his size. There are some tears along the way, but eventually the hiccupping ends, the Princess’ breathing evens out, and she starts panting in pleasure, moaning under Evy’s ministrations. The elf nods to him from behind Alera, so Baldric reaches out, grabs the human princess by her hips... and begins to fuck her.\n\nHe doesn’t fuck her nearly as hard as he fucks Evy, or as hard as Evy fucks herself ON him sometimes. Even still, Alera is soon bouncing up and down on his cock, tits jiggling and bouncing right along with her as her eyes go wide, her mouth forms into an O, and her face contorts in honest, blissful pleasure. She moans wantonly and tosses her head back across Evy’s shoulder as the pleasure overwhelms her quite quickly, quite swiftly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTogether, Baldric and Evy tag team the Princess on their wedding night, Baldric’s thick cock plowing the beautiful human woman until her inner walls milk him of his seed and he plasters her womb with his cum, and Evy’s hands and tongue everywhere, all while her lithe elven form rubs against Alera from behind the entire time.\n\nThey tire the Princess out, to put it bluntly. They exhaust her on purpose, making her climax again and again, giving her one or two loads of Baldric’s seed, and eventually causing her to pass out from the sheer pleasure that they force upon her in a short period of time. And once they’ve finished with her and Alera is laid down to rest on one side of the bed... well, it’s Evy’s turn. \n\nThe two of them embrace, as Evy slams herself down on Baldric’s cock, covered as it is in cum and pussy juices alike. They kiss, and their tongues intertwine as Evy digs her nails into his face slightly, holding his head in her hands, smashing her lips almost brutally against his. The Half-Goliath barely feels it of course, though he DOES feel it. Evy has a way of doing that, making him feel things.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTheir lovemaking is as rough and extreme and passionate as ever, but it is undeniably lovemaking, as Baldric outlasts Evy again, proving he can go all night long. The rituals done to his body in preparation for that demonic parasite to take him over have never faded in strength or power. It seems that their effects on him will be permanent. \n\nAs a result, Baldric fucks Evy silly after first doing it to Alera, and when he’s finally done, it’s he who pulls both women in close to him, holding them against his sides and wrapping his arms around them protectively and almost possessively as he lays there and ponders the future for a time before going to sleep. He knew what tomorrow would likely hold now, and the next day, and the day after that. His was not a life of adventure and surprise any longer. He was a Lord now, and tomorrow he would begin his duties as Lord von Ulch.\n\nThat was okay though. So long as he had Evy at his side, Baldric von Ulch knew he could achieve anything and everything.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Beast Boy:** \n - Appearance: Beast Boy is described as having a 'fat package' and a large penis, which is referred to as his 'monstercock.' His pants are often strained due to its size.\n - Personality: Beast Boy appears to be playful, lewd, and somewhat selfish. He takes advantage of Raven's vulnerable state during meditation to engage in intimate activities without her consent.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Beast Boy is in a romantic relationship with Raven. He seems to have a strong physical attraction to her and enjoys taking control during intimate moments.\n\n2. **Raven:**\n - Appearance: Raven is described as having a curvy body, with 'humongous tits,' a 'dumptruck asscheeks,' and wearing a form-hugging suit.\n - Personality: Raven appears to be calm and peaceful during meditation, but can become assertive and controlling when awakened. She has a magical seal in her throat to protect herself from unwanted advances.\n - Special Abilities: Raven possesses magical abilities, including the power to manipulate her body and control others through magic.\n - Relationships: Raven is in a romantic relationship with Beast Boy. She seems to enjoy exerting control over him during intimate moments.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Magical Seal:** Raven has placed a magical seal in her throat to prevent unwanted advances while she's meditating. This seal allows her to control Beast Boy's actions and pleasure during intimate moments.\n2. **Meditation State:** Raven enters a deep meditative state, making her vulnerable to manipulation. During this state, she can't resist Beast Boy's advances or feel pain.\n3. **Control Over Body:** Raven has magical control over her own body, allowing her to manipulate her shape, size, and appearance at will.\n4. **Breeding Instincts:** Beast Boy's breeding instincts seem to be triggered by Raven's manipulations, rendering him subservient to her desires.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Phone:** Beast Boy uses his phone to record their intimate moments, likely for personal enjoyment or to share with others.\n2. **Costume:** Raven wears a form-hugging suit that strains under the pressure of Beast Boy's large penis and her swollen belly.\n3. **Latex-Y Material:** The latex-y material of Raven's costume rips apart when Beast Boy penetrates her anus.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Magic System:** Magic plays a significant role in the story, with Raven possessing the ability to manipulate her body and control others through magic.\n2. **Rules of Intimacy:** The story doesn't explicitly state rules for intimacy, but it implies that Raven has certain boundaries and expectations during intimate moments.\n3. **Consequences of Manipulation:** Raven's use of magic to control Beast Boy leads to consequences, such as his inability to escape or resist her desires.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Relationship Between Characters:** The story explores the complex dynamics between Raven and Beast Boy, highlighting their power imbalance and control issues.\n2. **Setting:** The setting is not explicitly stated, but it appears to be a private residence, possibly within a larger community or organization (e.g., the Teen Titans).\n3. **Social Hierarchy:** There is no clear social hierarchy presented in the story, but it suggests a power dynamic where Raven holds control over Beast Boy during intimate moments.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBeast Boy held his ear to the door for a long time, making absolutely certain that Raven was deep in meditation before he dared to turn the handle and step inside. Oh, man... he thought, his fat package giving a hefty throb in his tight pants as he laid eyes on his girlfriend. There she sat in the centre of the floor, legs crossed and her hands laid gently on her thighs, palms upturned, eyes closed. She looked so peaceful — so unlike her waking self — that Beast Boy felt no shame leering perversely at her curvy body. She breathed only shallowly, causing her humongous tits to heave gently in her form-hugging suit, while her dumptruck asscheeks squished out on the floor. The temptation was incredible...\n\nBeast Boy entered the bedroom and walked slowly around Raven, soaking in the view. Even when she was sleeping, she managed to wear a faintly annoyed expression; this was the first time he’d seen her totally calm in a while...\n\n\"Damn,\" Beast Boy said in wonderment. They’d been in a relationship for a long time now, but the sight of her body still knocked him flat with awe. His pants were straining now, distorting around the bloating pillar of his monstercock. He grinned nervously as he retreated to the bedside table and pulled it out in front of Raven, and placed his phone on top of it. The camera pointed at Raven, recording the show that was about to commence.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I wonder just how deep your meditation is,\" Beast Boy said as he stood behind her and tugged down his pants, freeing his immense, green fuckpillar to buck and pulse in the open air. Once his package was free, it grew at an even more rapid rate; when he was clothed, he had to constantly transform it into a smaller form, just to keep his pants from tearing apart. Now freed, he let it all hang out, and soon his dick drooped past his knee, his mango-sized nuts churning up a fat load that just begged to be let free. \"Ungh.\" Vision clouding, Beast Boy grasped Raven’s hair and guided her head slowly back. She didn’t resist; manipulating her was super easy in her current state. With a thumb, he pried her mouth open, so the glistening pink sheet of her tongue showed itself to him...and behind it, her throat, almost begging to be stuffed full of her boyfriend’s awesome dick.\n\n\"Don’t worry,\" Beast Boy whispered. \"I won’t keep you waiting, babe.~\"\n\nHe pushed his cockhead into her mouth, stuffing it insanely. As her cheeks swelled and her jaw strained, Raven’s hands twitched slightly, but she didn’t wake up. He knew her meditation went deep; she wouldn’t even notice if the Tower was burning around her. Beast Boy was going to use that to his advantage. He moaned as his cockhead entered the red-hot wetness of Raven’s mouth. Almost instinctually, her tongue started to ripple across his needy glans, pleasuring him without even being aware of it. Her pharynx gave a squelching sound as his tip kissed against it, only for her breathing to stop as he stretched her gullet around his mighty girth. Glllrrtch... Raven’s slender neck swelled obscenely around her lover’s cock, bloating more than twice its original width by the time Beast Boy was properly buried in her throat — and that was just the beginning! Standing with Raven framed between his legs, Beast Boy started to push down, plunging his cock deeper and deeper in her muggy depths with each passing second. She could only gargle in her deep meditation as the cockbulge spread her tits inside her costume, his cockhead finally rooting itself in the pit of her stomach! As her plump lips squished against Beast Boy’s pelvis, and his humongous balls fell across her eyes and forehead, Beast Boy raised two hands in ‘peace’ signs for the camera. Oh man, this was awesome. Raven never let him fuck her throat like this while she was awake! At least, not at his own pace. He started to stir his hips back and forth, getting a feel for her bumpy gullet shifting and flexing around his monstrous slab of sex, before clasping her cock-bloated neck with his hands and starting to pump. Schlock, glock, glock, glock, glock~! His hefty balls bapped back and forth, sloshing around Raven’s head like earmuffs as he fucked his glans in and out of her belly, repeatedly bulging her midriff. Drool oozed down her face and into her hair, while he gradually picked up the pace, schlucking and glucking his oversized schlong up and down her internal onahole. Soon he was pumping hard enough to make her titanic breasts knock and wobble around, swinging faintly from side to side as he sent powerful jolts through her body. Her belly sucked in, her ribs showing, as she slowly ran out of air — but Beast Boy trusted in Raven’s resilience. She wasn’t going to pass out from this alone; not while he had so much more to give!<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHis only regret was that he couldn’t cum inside her. He planned to clean Raven up after this, and leave her with nothing but a suspiciously aching jaw and the taste of cock defiling her gums, but a stomach full of cum would be too much. He rammed away at her gullet until he was about to explode, but he never let himself surge over the edge — always backing down at the last moment. At last, sweating and trembling, dizzy with bliss, Beast Boy gave a sigh and started to pull out. He’d finish up in the bathroom, and then—\n\nJust before his cockhead popped from her soggy lips, Raven’s hands shot up and seized his hips. He nearly jumped out of his skin with fright, staring down at Raven’s lower lip and bloated gullet as she suckled, slowly but deliberately, around his hole-busting cockhead.\n\n\"U-Uh...you awake...?\" Beast Boy asked, anxiety building in his voice — but it was too late to apologise now. \"Look, I—UNGHF!\" He all but screamed in bliss as, all at once, his cock was wrenched forwards into Raven’s gullet — bottoming out with a single, drool-flinging SCHLAP! Just as soon as he was inside, he was pushed back — all the way to his cockhead — before magical force pulled him inside again.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRaven gargled pleasantly. She’d awoken to find Beast Boy taking advantage of her helpless state. Fine. If he wanted to fuck her throat so much, she’d give him no choice in the matter: activating a magical seal she’d placed in her gullet for just such an occasion, Raven leaned back and forced Beast Boy to pound her face with all his might. He had no choice but to thrust along with the magical pushes and pulled, clasping her neck in weak hands and gurgling as his hips rocketed back and forth, back and forth! GLURK, GLURK, GLURK, GLURK, GLURK~! His balls smacked her face again and again, eclipsing her vision in sweating green skin, splattering sweat all over her. Her tits leapt in time with his thrusts, bounding almost to her chin with each and every thrust.\n\nHis jaw clenched as he hit a mind-melting orgasm, an audible SPLRRRRCH sounding from deep in Raven’s belly as he swelled around his cockhead. Raven’s midriff inflated rapidly, tearing her dark blue costume to reveal the pale heft of her cum-gut as it expanded around a gallon of thick, virile fucksludge. Beast Boy bit his lip and whimpered for mercy that wouldn’t come. Soon Raven’s belly rested heavily over her folded legs, burbling and gurgling around a cauldron’s worth of hyper-fertile cum; she rested her hands on its heaving swell, rubbing it slowly and contentedly as Beast Boy squirmed in absolute bliss.\n\nAt last...it was over. \"Whoa,\" Beast Boy wheezed as he leaned back, pulling out slowly. \"That was amazing, Raven. I can’t believe you—\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSCHLAP!\n\nRaven held up two fingers as if to say, You’re not getting out of this until you give be another. Then Beast Boy heard a gurgling noise from his nuts, as all at once, they refilled with hot spunk. \n\n\"Uuuh—\" he groaned, then clenched his teeth and tried not to lose his mind as he started to thrust against his will. SCHLAP SCHLAP SCHLAP SCHLAP SCHLAP! He bucked even harder than before, knocking Raven’s huge, jiggly tits all over the place inside her tight costume as she magically controlled him! Even as he pumped away, gasping with exhaustion, he felt his balls swell even bigger, even fatter, even more strained around their vast load of cum! He wailed in despairing pleasure, but it was hopeless; Raven had full control over his body, over his pleasure, and she’d never let him go until she was good and satisfied!\n\nSuddenly, he lurched back, forced out of her throat all at once. Raven rose and patted her ultra-swollen belly, then groaned as it slowly shrank down — her hips and tits fattening as she converted all that sludge into body mass. She licked her lips, regarding Beast Boy with narrowed eyes, then walked to the bed and bent over, sticking her ass up high in the air.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBeast Boy could only follow, horny beyond words, all too aware that Raven was manipulating his breeding instincts to render him little more than her subservient slave. His cockhead poked against her tight, winking asshole through the fabric of her costume — and then, with a sharp thrust, he ripped straight through the latex-y material and plunged his monstercock balls-deep in her guts! THWAP! His balls smacked her thighs, making them jiggle obscenely as he rooted himself inside her, bulging her belly all the way up to her tits! Raven gave a low croon of total ecstasy as he filled her up, but she wasn’t content to lie there passively; instead she reached back and slapped her own ass enticingly, demanding that he start wrecking her properly!\n\nBeast Boy had no choice. Grasping her hips, he started to pound Raven with all his strength, grunting and growling as he made her belly dance with each rough punch of his gargantuan, green fuckslab. Raven’s breasts pancaked beneath her, still wrapped in dark blue material, their sides jiggling faintly each time he sent a powerful impact through her curvy body. Watching her recently-expanded ass wobble up and down under his thrusts was enough to put Beast Boy in a trance. He licked his lips and groped her fat cheeks hungrily, mashing his hands so deep that his fingers simply vanished amidst the heaving squish. Raven looked back over a shoulder and snapped, \"Stop getting distracted. Fuck me like you mean it!\"\n\nRaven came like a broken faucet, squirting all over Beast Boy’s massive, swinging cumtankers, juddering in total bliss as she twisted, arched, and contorted herself beneath her enraged lover. \"K-Keep...keep going...!\" she begged, though she had no need to; Beast Boy was trapped, after all, unable to do anything but keep on pumping, keep on rippling Raven’s cheeks like jello as he built toward his next, sure-to-be-titanic orgasm!<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Beast Boy:** \n - Appearance: Beast Boy is described as having a 'fat package' and a large penis, which is referred to as his 'monstercock.' His pants are often strained due to its size.\n - Personality: Beast Boy appears to be playful, lewd, and somewhat selfish. He takes advantage of Raven's vulnerable state during meditation to engage in intimate activities without her consent.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Beast Boy is in a romantic relationship with Raven. He seems to have a strong physical attraction to her and enjoys taking control during intimate moments.\n\n2. **Raven:**\n - Appearance: Raven is described as having a curvy body, with 'humongous tits,' a 'dumptruck asscheeks,' and wearing a form-hugging suit.\n - Personality: Raven appears to be calm and peaceful during meditation, but can become assertive and controlling when awakened. She has a magical seal in her throat to protect herself from unwanted advances.\n - Special Abilities: Raven possesses magical abilities, including the power to manipulate her body and control others through magic.\n - Relationships: Raven is in a romantic relationship with Beast Boy. She seems to enjoy exerting control over him during intimate moments.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Magical Seal:** Raven has placed a magical seal in her throat to prevent unwanted advances while she's meditating. This seal allows her to control Beast Boy's actions and pleasure during intimate moments.\n2. **Meditation State:** Raven enters a deep meditative state, making her vulnerable to manipulation. During this state, she can't resist Beast Boy's advances or feel pain.\n3. **Control Over Body:** Raven has magical control over her own body, allowing her to manipulate her shape, size, and appearance at will.\n4. **Breeding Instincts:** Beast Boy's breeding instincts seem to be triggered by Raven's manipulations, rendering him subservient to her desires.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Phone:** Beast Boy uses his phone to record their intimate moments, likely for personal enjoyment or to share with others.\n2. **Costume:** Raven wears a form-hugging suit that strains under the pressure of Beast Boy's large penis and her swollen belly.\n3. **Latex-Y Material:** The latex-y material of Raven's costume rips apart when Beast Boy penetrates her anus.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Magic System:** Magic plays a significant role in the story, with Raven possessing the ability to manipulate her body and control others through magic.\n2. **Rules of Intimacy:** The story doesn't explicitly state rules for intimacy, but it implies that Raven has certain boundaries and expectations during intimate moments.\n3. **Consequences of Manipulation:** Raven's use of magic to control Beast Boy leads to consequences, such as his inability to escape or resist her desires.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Relationship Between Characters:** The story explores the complex dynamics between Raven and Beast Boy, highlighting their power imbalance and control issues.\n2. **Setting:** The setting is not explicitly stated, but it appears to be a private residence, possibly within a larger community or organization (e.g., the Teen Titans).\n3. **Social Hierarchy:** There is no clear social hierarchy presented in the story, but it suggests a power dynamic where Raven holds control over Beast Boy during intimate moments.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBeast Boy kept on pumping for a long time, his orgasm lasting for an insane minute before it even started to peter out. By this point, Raven was sprawling on a belly so bloated it looked like a beanbag squished beneath her, and cream piled up against the bottom of the wall she was facing. Cream burbled from her lips and nostrils in a constant stream, and she gargled faintly as exhaustion filled every pore of her being. Blrrblrrbl...\n\nBeast Boy pulled out slowly, watching in awe as his slime-soaked dick emerged from her insides. He let his giant schlong slap down on her back, still oozing a slight stream of cum that pooled in her midback and then dribbled down her sides, as he nursed his hilt in one hand.\n\n\"How was that...?\" Beast Boy wheezed happily, and gave her ass a rippling smack. \"Maybe you should...meditate more often, babe.~\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRaven could only gurgle in response, so brutally devastated by dick that she couldn’t muster up a single word. Beast Boy grinned as he pulled away, tugged up his pants, and headed toward the door. \"See you soon, yeah?\" he asked.\n\nBut just as his foot crossed the threshold, he felt an icy-cold grip around his entire body. He turned his head slowly as Raven rose from the bed, lifting herself with magic instead of muscle, and ran a hand over her belly. It shrunk again, and her tits and ass swelled even bigger than before, finally ripping her costume to shreds and leaving her goddess-like form fully naked.\n\n\"Where do you think you’re going?\" she groaned, then pulled him back towards her — into her cruel embrace. Beast Boy gulped. It was going to be a long day...<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Krillin**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Krillin is portrayed as a talkative, friendly, and somewhat complacent individual who feels underappreciated in his role as a police officer.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Lazuli (also known as 18), and is friends with Goku.\n\n2. **Goku**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Goku is depicted as impulsive, worried, and focused on avoiding consequences.\n - Special Abilities: His incredible physical abilities are implied but not explicitly stated.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Chi-Chi, and is close friends with Krillin.\n\n3. **Lazuli (18)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a petite blonde woman with a slender build, E-cup breasts, and a designer belt around her waist.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as a cool and collected housewife, but later revealed to have a strong desire for intimacy and a willingness to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: Her android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n - Relationships: She is married to Krillin and appears to be close friends with him.\n\n4. **Lucas**:\n - Appearance: Described as a muscular African-American man with dreadlocks and a large erection.\n - Personality: Lucas is shown to be confident, flirtatious, and willing to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He is a prisoner being held by Krillin and Lazuli.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Android Body**: Lazuli's android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n2. **Breeding Instinct**: Lazuli's breeding instinct is triggered by her encounter with Lucas' large penis, causing her to become increasingly obsessed with getting pregnant.\n3. **Spade Queen**: Lucas refers to Lazuli as a Spade Queen, implying that she has a strong desire for interracial sex and a willingness to engage in rough behavior.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cruiser**: A vehicle driven by Krillin that can hover using unknown means.\n2. **Handcuffs**: Used to restrain Lucas while he is being held captive.\n3. **Designer Belt**: Worn by Lazuli around her waist, serving as a fashion statement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Dragon Ball Universe**: The story takes place in the Dragon Ball universe, where super-powered beings and advanced technology exist.\n2. **Superhuman Physiology**: Characters like Goku possess incredible physical abilities, such as super strength and speed.\n3. **Android Resurrection**: Lazuli is an android who has been resurrected, granting her increased energy and endurance.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **West City**: A city that serves as the setting for the story, where Krillin works as a police officer.\n2. **CapsuleNet**: A virtual reality platform where users can engage in various activities, including watching pornography.\n3. **Interracial Sex**: The story explores themes of interracial sex and relationships, highlighting the desires and preferences of its characters.\n4. **Social Hierarchies**: The story touches on social hierarchies, particularly in the context of interracial relationships and the treatment of androids.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDrawing a breath short and weary, Krillin tightened his grip on the steering wheel of his cruiser, and fought to keep his focus on the sprawling, traffic-seasoned roadway ahead of him. Since climbing into the cruiser and priming its ignition, remaining ‘involved’ with that which his job required of him had been more of an adversary to the diminutive hero than the criminal he had stuffed into the vehicle’s back. This was not to say that he lacked conviction or interest in his work; rather that, of late, actually doing it had become extremely monotonous. Yet again had he been tasked with patrolling West City’s more urban areas, and yet again had he apprehended an individual that he suspected to be no more than a petty criminal involved in some form of urban crime. Per his chief’s mandate, these individuals were to be delivered to the station’s jailing area prior to their trials and sentencing. In particular, this that the pale male took issue with. Day after day, he too had been sentenced to serve as a delivery boy for these individuals in spite of his broader, and perhaps even superlative physical talents compared to the rest of the ‘force’.\n\nComplaining openly about his perceived disenfranchisement was not an option—not unless he wished to jeopardize his income and embarrass himself as a husband and father. As such, he internalized his dissatisfaction with the situation just as he did all of his other grievances.\n\nPresently, his doing so had rendered him as a rigid, mechanical police officer just barely invested in the criminal bound behind him and the moving traffic ahead of him. Thankfully, ‘just barely’ aptly described the level of investment required to see his job done properly. Still, being talkative by nature, the latest influx of monotony and disinterest to hit him prompted him to attempt a conversation with the individual he had apprehended lest he become stir-crazy.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hey!\" he called out, his neck craning backwards to project his voice through his cruiser’s internal divider. \"Doing alright back there? We’re almost to the station, so you’ll be out of those cuffs soon enough.\" he assured. \"I appreciate you owning up to your crime and not struggling through any of this. It would have been pointless, but I’ll put in a good word for you with the chief anyway, alright?\"\n\nThe individual to which he spoke was neither directly recognizable as a conventional thug, nor immediately dismissible as a latent criminal. Owning relatively youthful, cleanly-shaven facial features obscured in part by a down-flow of mid-sized dreadlocks across the top half of his face, a muscular yet believably-proportioned-frame, and a casual combination of branded outerwear, marking him as a criminal from a mere glance would have proved difficult for anyone without a specific set of biases. No distress could be seen in his posture or condition—a disposition owed to his familiarity with the backend of standard police cruisers.\n\n\"Ay, thanks man. I appreciate that.\" the young man replied. \"To be real with you, dog, I ain’t even mind gettin’ caught like this, you feel me? I seen yo’ ass before in the sky an’ shit fighting with those otha’ two dudes with the golden hair. Those niggas straight up destroyin’ buildings an’ shit with their bare hands! I ain’t tryna fuck with anyone who rolls in that crew, nah’mean?\" he explained.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHaving expected a far more belligerent response, Krillin’s mood enjoyed a slight upturn at the mention of his long-forgotten ‘antics’ with the Z-Warriors and their many struggles to protect mankind from the threats posed by other worlds. Needlessly flattered, he involved himself further with the conversation.\n\n\"Ha! And they say that criminals don’t have common sense.\" he chortled. \"You’re probably talking about Goku and Vegeta; those two have a habit of really showing off when it comes to fighting in city limits.\" Taking his eyes off of the road for yet another brief instance, he flashed a grin towards the man behind him. \"You’re exactly right, though. I’m not as crazy as those two, but you wouldn’t have lasted a second in an actual fight—concealed weapon or not.\" he teased.\n\n\"Still, now I’ve really gotta put in a good word for you. It isn’t every day that someone recognizes me out o—OH DAMN IT!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMid-sentence, a flick of his gaze back towards the road ahead of him revealed that traffic had stopped well before he had expected it to. His failure to recognize this left his foot firmly planted against the car’s accelerator— a sure fire indicator of an impending collision given the time he had wasted conversing with his latest ‘catch’.\n\nOr so he thought.\n\nJust as the rear-lights of the car ahead of him consumed his field of vision, a sudden onset of weightlessness killed all of the momentum built up from his speeding vehicle. Instead of colliding with the vehicles ahead, this weightlessness raised his vehicle off of the road and into the airspace directly above the jammed highway section it had travelled across.\n\n\"Woah, woah, woah! What the fuck did you do, man?\" the back-seated young man exclaimed. \"This shit ain’t one of those cruisers that hover! What the fuck is goin’ on?!\"\n\nDisturbingly familiar with near-death experiences, Krillin did not search far for that which had bailed him out of his latest. Throwing himself out of his vehicle, he took to hovering directly beneath it only to find Son-Goku supporting the weight of his ungrounded vehicle with a single hand.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh, it’s you! Nice save, Goku!\" he applauded jovially. \"It’s a good thing you happened to be around; I almost totally screwed myself there!\" he exclaimed, a relieved chuckle passing through his lips.\n\nVisibly distressed, Goku retorted with a speed and vehemence unusual for him. \"NOT IMPORTANT! Where ‘kin I dump this car thing? We gotta go right now!\" \n\nStartled by his lackadaisical companion’s distress, a fraction of Krillin’s ingrained fearfulness engulfed his demeanour.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"W-wait, what’s wrong? Why do we have to dump the car?!\" he inquired.\n\nClearly fearful in his own way, Goku refused to perform the mental gymnastics required to explain himself verbally. All of his mental resources remained firmly invested in avoiding consequence—a plight that saw him generate a solution to his current problem without once considering its viability.\n\n\"Oh, I know! Your house is close ‘tah here, ain’t it?\" he started brightly. \"Never mind the details, just follow me an’ I’ll explain later, ‘kay? If we’re not quick, Chi-Chi will never let me hear th’ end of it!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nFollowing this statement, the Saiyan burst from his floating position at jet speed to begin on the comparatively-short trip toward Krillin’s house. Startled by the act and worried for the prisoner bound and helpless within the back of his cruiser, Krillin gave chase several full seconds after the grown man had departed. Unseen and unheeded, he failed to bridge the gap between them until the roof of his home came into view...\n\n***\nWIVES AND BESTFRIENDS DON’T REALLY MIX\n\n\"God, you’re so spineless. You’re really going to dump something like this on your wife while she is looking after your daughter? You really are hopeless when it comes to being a husband sometimes, you know that?\"\n\nGoku and Krillin’s arrival at the latter’s home saw the shortest of the pair bound up to his front door, and rush inside to converse with his wife. \n\nAs it turned out, Son Goku had once again neglected to earn any money over the course of his recent ‘down time’ on earth. Having been given several months by his own wife to do so, his fear of the consequences that awaited him after presenting his failure drove him to seek out the one person he believed capable of bailing him out—Krillin. He did not intend to receive money from the man—only the use of the level-headed and more ‘worldly’ intellect he had carried since their youth.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBased solely on the bond that he shared with the man, Krillin could not bring himself to deny his friend aid. Thus, he made a ‘simple’ request of his loving wife: keep an eye on the criminal he had apprehended for a few hours until he returned. His reasoning was equally straightforward; taking him alongside them was likely to jeopardize his aiding Goku whereas leaving him with her carried next to no risk for those involved. Even with his toddler-aged daughter in their presence, no human male on the planet posed even the slightest threat to the girl’s mother. With minimal effort on her part, she could ensure the criminal’s safe containment, and simultaneously reduce his odds of escape to 0.\n\nNever one to dismiss sound reasoning, the sharp-eyed blonde accepted his request. Her complaints about doing so were scathing and prolonged, but in the end, the appearance of a sly grin across her face assuaged any and all concern as to her being displeased with the task.\n\nViewing the act as one that wives did for their husbands, she collected the confused and fearful male from the back of the cruiser, safely scooped up her daughter, and waived an encouraging goodbye to her husband and companion as they darted across the horizon.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDragging the larger, yet infinitely weaker criminal from her doorstep through to the house’s living room, she callously launched his semi-conscious frame into one of its couch sets, and subsequently departed to see her daughter nestled somewhere safe and quiet on the second floor.\n\nIt was not long after she returned from doing so that the fear-induced stupor that her criminal guest had slipped into began to resolve itself. \n\nLater, she would recall this as the sole ‘mistake’ that she had made regarding his housing. If anything, he ought to have remained firmly unconscious...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n***\nWHATEVER THE FUCK KRILLIN’S LAST NAME IS FAMILY LIVING ROOM— 5:30PM\n\nFirst blinking gingerly, then with the intention of clearing his blurred vision, Lucas dragged himself from the blissful ignorance of unconsciousness and back into the discomforts of the real world. Well before his eyes opened to take in his surroundings, he recognized instinctively that his frame sat slumped atop a couch, and that the handcuffs that had bound his arms behind his back had yet to be removed. This realization alone saw the interior of his throat rumble with a distressed groan.\n\n\"Finally awake, huh?\" a nearby voice exhaled. \"I’ve seen grown adults out for half a day after an unexpected flying trip, so good for you. Sucks that whatever grit that you’ve got in you didn’t make you a better criminal, though.\" she teased.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Krillin**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Krillin is portrayed as a talkative, friendly, and somewhat complacent individual who feels underappreciated in his role as a police officer.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Lazuli (also known as 18), and is friends with Goku.\n\n2. **Goku**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Goku is depicted as impulsive, worried, and focused on avoiding consequences.\n - Special Abilities: His incredible physical abilities are implied but not explicitly stated.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Chi-Chi, and is close friends with Krillin.\n\n3. **Lazuli (18)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a petite blonde woman with a slender build, E-cup breasts, and a designer belt around her waist.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as a cool and collected housewife, but later revealed to have a strong desire for intimacy and a willingness to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: Her android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n - Relationships: She is married to Krillin and appears to be close friends with him.\n\n4. **Lucas**:\n - Appearance: Described as a muscular African-American man with dreadlocks and a large erection.\n - Personality: Lucas is shown to be confident, flirtatious, and willing to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He is a prisoner being held by Krillin and Lazuli.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Android Body**: Lazuli's android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n2. **Breeding Instinct**: Lazuli's breeding instinct is triggered by her encounter with Lucas' large penis, causing her to become increasingly obsessed with getting pregnant.\n3. **Spade Queen**: Lucas refers to Lazuli as a Spade Queen, implying that she has a strong desire for interracial sex and a willingness to engage in rough behavior.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cruiser**: A vehicle driven by Krillin that can hover using unknown means.\n2. **Handcuffs**: Used to restrain Lucas while he is being held captive.\n3. **Designer Belt**: Worn by Lazuli around her waist, serving as a fashion statement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Dragon Ball Universe**: The story takes place in the Dragon Ball universe, where super-powered beings and advanced technology exist.\n2. **Superhuman Physiology**: Characters like Goku possess incredible physical abilities, such as super strength and speed.\n3. **Android Resurrection**: Lazuli is an android who has been resurrected, granting her increased energy and endurance.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **West City**: A city that serves as the setting for the story, where Krillin works as a police officer.\n2. **CapsuleNet**: A virtual reality platform where users can engage in various activities, including watching pornography.\n3. **Interracial Sex**: The story explores themes of interracial sex and relationships, highlighting the desires and preferences of its characters.\n4. **Social Hierarchies**: The story touches on social hierarchies, particularly in the context of interracial relationships and the treatment of androids.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPeering up from underneath his tendril-obscured vision, Lucas shifted his frame to his immediate left to ascertain the source of this voice. Atop the couch space in this direction sat a lone woman—not a diminutive police offer, prison inmate, or burly guard, but a petite blonde woman seated neatly at his side.\n\nThrough no fault of his own, his line of sight lingered at the pristine paleness of her face and ghostly blue of her eyes for mere seconds before trailing down to grant the blatant femininity of her torso the attention that it silently demanded.\n\nClothing a little over half of her upper body was a half-cut—and woefully undersized—medium-purple button down. Now sleeveless and secured from its open collar down to the beginnings of her abdominals by four thin buttons, the garment itself alluded to a lifestyle brazen and indifferent to the majority of societal norms. Tautly tenting its chest section were breasts perked, full, yet somehow frame appropriate for the petite upper body from which they hung. Sized formally as E-cups yet appearing larger at a glance, the bound orbs exacerbated the gaps between the individual buttons that contained them, and perpetuated their covering garment’s appearance as several false moves away from bursting at its seams.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPast the sleek, abdominally-indented porcelain of her midsection and navel clung a designer belt at the very peak of her hips. Unlike the garment below it, this item was purely a fashion statement; between the width of her hips and athletically-sculpted circumference of her calves and thighs, the skin-tight ivory of the skinny-jeans below it did not require outside aid to suckle to the contours of her lower body. Due largely to its chic, designer expectations, the flesh and musculature of the former android’s thighs and buttocks were simply too ample to fit into it with ease. Were it not for the fact that she was seated, the supple, circular swell of both of her firm, yet still-malleable buttocks could be clearly discerned from one another underneath the garment alongside the beginnings of the crease that divided them. The same was true of her hips; following the birth of her daughter, their flaring and slanting was ‘doomed’ to stress garments such as this one to the limits of their ‘fashionableness’.\n\nThe makeup of 18’s frame kept Lucas’ gaze hovering below her neck for far longer than she was willing to ignore. In no way unfamiliar with the way that males often looked at her frame, she shut her eyes in mild frustration and prepared a scathing comment for her perverse house guest. \n\nIronically, her long-winded attempt at thinking up something particularly venomous resulted in her being beat to the punch by the very man she had hoped to wound.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yo, what the fuuuuuuuk. I was worried as hell about where I’d ended up after passing out in that car, but at least I know for sure I’m not in prison.\" he started with grin. \"Prisons don’t usually got couches, and I know for damn sure that they ain’t got bitches as fine as you just sittin’ around watching niggas sleep. If they did, I’d have gotten myself caught a long ass time ago.\"\n\nMomentarily tongue-tied by her guest’s vulgar candour, 18 reversed the crossing of legs, and arrogantly tossed her cheek-length blonde hair in a show of indifference. Whereas the gesture perfectly supported her usual icy coolness, the smile spread across her lips and the uncanny ‘blunting’ of her gaze stood as clear indicators of amusement—from the perspective of those familiar with her, anyway.\n\nBearings recollected, she eventually uttered a response totally different from that which she had planned.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"A sharp mouth, too. Did you even try to talk your way out of getting brought in by my husband?\" she inquired airily. Crossing her arms underneath her bust, she adjusted her back-first position against the couch, and directed a casual glance toward her conversation-partner with the corners of her eyes. \"Here’s a hint if you decide to stick to crime when you get out: he’s a total softie at heart, so as long as you haven’t done anything too awful, he’ll probably let you off with a warning if you can explain yourself.\"\n\nChuckling casually, Lucas became abruptly enamoured in a fight to keep his surprise and amusement at the information provided by his blonde warden from driving him into hysteria.\n\n\"Woah, woah, woah. Forget that otha’ stuff for a minute. That little dude is seriously yoh’ husband?\" at the end of his chuckles, he placed a final inquiry for the sake of certainty. A confident nod from the blonde saw him shift his seated position to face her, and drop his head in a show of disappointment. \"That’s some wild shit, man. Not only is he tight with those niggas who’re constantly fucking up the city fighting otha’ niggas, but his wife is some 10/10 bitch who’s taller than he is...\" now laughing dryly, he eventually raised his head to present a well-meaning, and perhaps even endearing smile. \"Clearly I fucked up from the jump. If I’d known that keepin’ straight would land me a shortie like you and a house like this, I’d never have so much as fuckin’ jay-walked.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRolling her eyes without discarding any of her expression’s pleasantness, 18 raised a reproachful finger toward Lucas’ suggestion.\n\n\"Ok, first of all, it isn’t ‘shortie’, it’s 18, understand?\" she started. \"You might not be staying here for much longer, but you’re not going to talk to me like I’m one of those teenagers you probably cat call on the street.\" she affirmed.Her grievance stated, she moved sharply back onto the topic at hand. \"Second, Krillin’s circumstance differs a lot from yours. He just so happened to have a bunch of super-powered aliens for friends; if he didn’t he wouldn’t have met me in the first place—not that I don’t love him anyway.\" she explained simply.\n\n\"Haha, shit. I knew you had some fuckin’ bite in you walking around with a face like that.\" Lucas replied. \"18 it is, then. I ain’t gonna ask why you want to be referred to as a number, but it’s got some charm to it. I don’t understand what thu’ fuck the charm is supposed to be, but I’ve heard worse.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBashful, 18 squeezed her eyes shut as she recollected how odd her name might sound to an individual unaware of her origins.\n\n\"Ugh, it’s a long story.\" she huffed. Abruptly breaking posture to turn her frame back toward Lucas, she again raised a reproachful finger with her dominant hand for emphasis prior to speaking. \"Just forget about it. What’s really important is how you’re really not giving crime enough credit...uh...\" searching for a name, the android turned housewife could not recall being told one. \"What was your name again?\"\n\n\"Lucas.\" Lucas replied.\n\n\"Right, Lucas.\" she noted with a nod. \"But yeah. Had you stuck with it, you could have made toooooons of money. If you got strong enough, you could have taken anything that you wanted, and no one could have stopped you. Except my husband, I guess. Regardless, crime is a blast! Don’t start complaining about it now just ‘cause you found out you suck at it.\"\n\nBehind 18’s spirited argument for her former pastime came a silence awkward and lengthy. Genuine surprise at 18’s enthusiasm had sealed Lucas’ lips and drawn his features into a quizzical squint, and embarrassment over her less than stellar hobbies as a young adult had committed 18 herself to a red-faced grumble.\n\nMinutes later, 18 owned up to the intermission she had caused by breaking it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ugh, just forget I said anything!\" she exhaled. \"My only job is to watch you until Krillin shows up to drop you off. Dunno why I bothered trying to hold a conversation...\" Shifting away from Lucas to once again face forward atop the couch, she repeated the earlier slanting of her gaze in an attempt at contemptuous eye-contact with the male.\n\nRegrettably, she missed. \n\nIn a rare display of flustered laziness, the sheer ubiquity of Lucas’ frame relative to the males she had become used to tweaked the woman’s gaze down from his face to his torso, and finally his sweatpant-clad legs. There, her eyes captured a tubular, fabric-tenting mass that extended from his crotch, and extended downwards past the full length of his thigh.\n\nNo part of the woman could avoid piecing together that which constituted the mass, or worse still, that which had contributed to its size. A harmless pair of seconds etched these answers into her brain, and saw her frustrated indifference toward Lucas turned to a guarded embarrassment.\n\nLucas caught the signs of this transition immediately—he’d have had to close his eyes to miss them. Her sudden withdrawal from facing his frame and the redness that had collected at her cheeks was a sight that the young man was very used to seeing in one form of another. 18’s particular rendition was refreshing, though the fact remained that her guard had loosened, and ‘something’ about him had struck her as appealing.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well.\" he thought to himself. \"Avoiding prison might be outta thu’ question, but it looks like I might be able to walk outta here with something more than jus’ jail time...\"\n\nInhaling briefly, he tabled the situational ‘cards’ that 18 had so graciously dealt him.\n\n\"You’re probably jus’ bored, right? Why else do people try’ta make conversation?\" he suggested. \"If that little dude left ya here to make sure I didn’t try an’ escape or some shit, you must be just as strong as those otha’ niggas he rolls with, right?\" he reasoned. \"Matter’a fact, I don’t even need’t know the answer to that question. You probably stronger than some of those dudes, n’based on that, getting stuck with a job like this prolly bores your fine ass to tears.\" he explained.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAstonished yet unwilling to display as much, 18 uncrossed her arms, and maintained her slanted gaze toward Lucas throughout a response.\n\n\"What is wrong with you?\" she retorted. \"You can think, talk, and are probably big enough to make most humans fear you. How did you suck at crime so badly that my idiot husband managed to catch you?\"\n\nSidestepping her question, Lucas chuckled.\n\n\"Let’s jus’ say I’m still learning how this crime shit actually works. Anyway, since you ain’t denied my suggestion or nothin’, I’m gonna go ahead and assume you jus’ bored as hell.\" he continued. \"If that is the case, don’t you owe yourself...I dunno, some kinda entertainment while you’re stuck here with this dumbass job?\" he suggested.\n\nOnce again, 18 could not help but concur. Faced with nothing but confirmation for her own opinions produced by another individual, she again adjusted her posture to grant Lucas some semblance of face to face contact with her.\n\n\"...Don’t’ you dare tell me that you’ve thought that far ahead without coming up a suggestion.\" she muttered.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Krillin**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Krillin is portrayed as a talkative, friendly, and somewhat complacent individual who feels underappreciated in his role as a police officer.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Lazuli (also known as 18), and is friends with Goku.\n\n2. **Goku**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Goku is depicted as impulsive, worried, and focused on avoiding consequences.\n - Special Abilities: His incredible physical abilities are implied but not explicitly stated.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Chi-Chi, and is close friends with Krillin.\n\n3. **Lazuli (18)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a petite blonde woman with a slender build, E-cup breasts, and a designer belt around her waist.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as a cool and collected housewife, but later revealed to have a strong desire for intimacy and a willingness to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: Her android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n - Relationships: She is married to Krillin and appears to be close friends with him.\n\n4. **Lucas**:\n - Appearance: Described as a muscular African-American man with dreadlocks and a large erection.\n - Personality: Lucas is shown to be confident, flirtatious, and willing to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He is a prisoner being held by Krillin and Lazuli.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Android Body**: Lazuli's android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n2. **Breeding Instinct**: Lazuli's breeding instinct is triggered by her encounter with Lucas' large penis, causing her to become increasingly obsessed with getting pregnant.\n3. **Spade Queen**: Lucas refers to Lazuli as a Spade Queen, implying that she has a strong desire for interracial sex and a willingness to engage in rough behavior.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cruiser**: A vehicle driven by Krillin that can hover using unknown means.\n2. **Handcuffs**: Used to restrain Lucas while he is being held captive.\n3. **Designer Belt**: Worn by Lazuli around her waist, serving as a fashion statement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Dragon Ball Universe**: The story takes place in the Dragon Ball universe, where super-powered beings and advanced technology exist.\n2. **Superhuman Physiology**: Characters like Goku possess incredible physical abilities, such as super strength and speed.\n3. **Android Resurrection**: Lazuli is an android who has been resurrected, granting her increased energy and endurance.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **West City**: A city that serves as the setting for the story, where Krillin works as a police officer.\n2. **CapsuleNet**: A virtual reality platform where users can engage in various activities, including watching pornography.\n3. **Interracial Sex**: The story explores themes of interracial sex and relationships, highlighting the desires and preferences of its characters.\n4. **Social Hierarchies**: The story touches on social hierarchies, particularly in the context of interracial relationships and the treatment of androids.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nStill presenting his youthful congeniality, Lucas shook his head to deny the thought entirely.\n\n\"C’mon girl, I ain’t that stupid.\" he commented. \"Since you’re owed somethin’, why not just take it from the nigga you’re supposed to be watchin’? Conversation or otherwise, I’m a resource you got easy access to. Not only that, but I ain’t got much of a say in this shit, y’know? I squeal to your husband, whose he gonna believe? I refuse, I just head straight to jail and dump a chance to interact with one last fat-ass bitch before I get locked up for who knows how long.\"\n\n\"If it ain’t clear what I’m sayin’, my suggestion is that ya jus’ pick some—\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nLucas’ intentional ‘trailing-off’ was terminated by 18 far more swiftly than he had imagined it would be. Having expected to be able to drone on for at least a solid minute, the compression of a narrow finger across his lips caught the larger man by surprise. In an instant, the blushing woman on the opposite end of the couch had exchanged her position for one propped up on her knees directly ahead of him.\n\n\"I like the way you think, Lucas.\" 18 replied. Still clearly flushed, the confidence on her face displayed dilution with what could be easily recognized as a nervous lust. \"As long as you’re here, I really have no reason not try and have some fun with you...\" \n\nSliding her chest inward just short of a pleasurable compression of her bust against the larger man’s chest, she hastily parted both of her folded lower-limbs to slide her buttocks downwards into a teasing squat directly above his crotch. This done, she unsealed his lips, and dipped her head inwards to leave her face a tantalizingly short distance away from his own.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"It isn’t going to be at your expense, though. You’re gonna participate just as much as I am, otherwise there won’t be much point to it.\" she affirmed.\n\nFeigning confusion, Lucas cocked his skull to the right.\n\n\"An’ why is that? You’d be satisfied either way, right?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDonning a telling smirk, 18 dumped her rear squarely onto Lucas’ lap. Once partly planted atop his bloated erection, she flicked her gaze upwards to direct a lust-infused glare up at the male who had questioned her.\n\n\"...Since I don’t have to worry about you running your mouth in a situation like this, I guess answering can’t hurt.\" she replied, an exaggerated exasperation to her voice. As she spoke, set effortlessly willed her hips into the production of blatantly sexual swirls and gyrations. Slow and intentional, their only purpose was the grinding of her buttocks into the obscene girth of the flesh-pipe she had sat down on.\n\n\"Truth is, I’ve always wanted to see what one of you fat-cocked street-monsters are capable of.\" she suggested sultrily. \"I doubt I’ll ever get the chance to experience it again, so I want the full course; handcuffed or not, you’re going to fuck up my insides with your greasy black cock until I can only squeal for you to stop ♥.\" she teased.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"In return, you’ll get to enjoy a precious few more orgasms before you get locked up for whatever it is you did. Sound fair~?\"\n\nLargely uninterested in her ‘guest’s’ opinion, these utterances were followed by a possessive bracing of Lucas’ shoulders, and a hungry compression of her lips against his own. \n\nWhile she would never know as much, her choice of action was largely for the best—Lucas had precisely nothing left to say.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n***\nBAD WIFE/GOOD WIFE\n\nLazuli’s decision to marry Krillin following her death and resurrection was one made to satisfy precisely half of her desires. Before him, no man had looked at her with eyes evenly tempered by lust and genuine affection. This alone marked him as a desirable outlier; were she to invest herself to the task, simply existing by his side was likely to see her rewarded with all of the support and comfort that she had desired in her youth.\n\nAt best, she stood to gain no more than this; even before her transformation into an Android, she had never once fooled herself into believing that ‘everything’ that she desired would be provided to her as a mere housewife. Knowing full well that half of her wants was an extremely good deal when considered on top of her affection toward the man; the choice had been something of a no-brainer at the time.\n\nRegrettably, the passage of time denied the woman a chance to truly revel in the brevity of her ‘part-way satisfaction’. The body that she had been revived into was one physically younger than Krillin’s by a considerable margin—so young, in fact, that the ticking of its biological clock was impossible to drown out. This, in combination with her husband’s less than stellar reproductive capabilities contributed to the formation of an undeniable need within her mind following the birth of her first child:<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Do better. Feel better.\"\n\nIn part, this cloying need was responsible for her sandwiching the erect phallus of her house guest between her buttocks, as well as the viper-quick swirling of her tongue within the confines of his mouth. Simply, it demanded that she seek satiation for herself; not necessary for the purpose of reproduction, but specifically for the physical catharsis and hormonal high that could only come from a thorough churning of her womanhood by a cock larger than the curtailed baton wielded by her husband.\n\nThe rest of her ‘interest’ in the man beneath her was rooted in the physical and mental qualities he had displayed. Having dealt with her fair share of massive black thugs, the idea of submitting to one smart enough to mix his brazen lust towards her with a certain amount of shallow reasoning excited her nearly as much as the sight of his endowment had. If only temporarily, indulging in the satiation that his body promised was not an opportunity that her frame (or more specifically, its mid-20s reproductive organs) was willing to pass up.\n\nThus, as per his suggestion, she indulged. She feared no consequence, closed her mind to the outside world, and focused herself solely on the debased pleasures associated with availing her body to a man physically superior to the one she had claimed to love with all her heart...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n-\nMY NIGGA KRILLIN IS STILL PROBABLY THE STRONGEST HUMAN BEING ALIVE. THAT ISN’T AN IMPRESSIVE BENCH MARK IN THE DRAGONBALL UNIVERSE, BUT YEAH. RESPECT B.\n\nSeveral minutes’ worth of slovenly saliva-exchange with her partner and pleasuring his member with her clothed rear failed to put so much as a dent into 18’s libido. In truth, the fire of excitement that Lucas had teased into fruition within her had never been brighter, and her comfort with proceedings had never been more concrete. Both of these things had been accomplished within mere minutes of exchanging spit with the man, and rolling her ample buttocks against the exterior of his now rock hard and menacingly-lengthy erection—a sorry sight for those with investments in the idealized concept of marriage.\n\nThe closure of this period came when the blonde severed the slender pink of her lips from Lucas’ mouth, and lewdly retracted the length of her tongue back into the confines of her mouth. Gulping down the residual spittle within her mouth soundly, a perverse smirk spread over her face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"So, feeling up to blowing my cunt out with that reeking slab of nigger cock I’m sitting on yet~?\" she teased harshly. \"I’m only asking out of courtesy, by the way; if I remember correctly, you guys really, really love when a fat white ass gets squeezed up against your dicks...\"\n\nAppearing no worse for the minutes of considerable stimulation he had endured, Lucas’ first act following the steadying of his breathing was mild chiding of the woman for her choice of words. Truthfully he was indifferent, though in conversing with her, he hoped to coax the very worst behavior he could from her.\n\n\"Ay, ay, damn girl.You need to calm down with that shit.\" he began.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Which part?\" 18 snapped. \"Working your cock into a drooling mess, or referring to it as the nigger cock that is going to fuck my insides raw and puffy~?\"\n\nTaking Lucas’ right to speak and running with it, she hopped from out of her parted-thigh squat at his lap. Once on her feet, she immediately went to work loosening her belt from its hug at her waist, and subsequently peeling the expensive material of her jeans down the succulent—and now lightly sweat-glazed—length of her legs. Completing both acts in record time, she renewed her confidence stance ahead of Lucas as a half-dressed woman whose luscious, curve-laden lower half stood clothed only by the strings, and drenched square of black thong-fabric that guarded her mound.\n\nRecognizing quickly that she had bought herself another few seconds of silence with the arousing display, she immediately moved inwards to see Lucas undressed just as she had been. Acting without a hint of shame, she pushed the larger man up back first against her couch, and thereafter slid her hands downwards to slide fingers from both of her hands underneath the athletic waistband of his sweatpants. Subsequently and smoothly, she wrenched the garment downward across his legs to unshackle and expose the reeking, bestial erection that she had referenced moments prior.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was at this point that Lucas responded to her question.\n\n\"Just the second one, actually.\" he started. \"Don’t get me wrong; I straight up intend to wear that ass out while I got the chance, but that kind of language comin’ from you is mad fucked up. Aren’t you supposed to be an urban housewife or some shit?\"\n\nLucas’ words failed to so much as nudge 18’s interest away from the steaming, thigh-spread mast of soil-brown cockmeat that she had unearthed. Upon first exposing it, her eyes had darted up to the hut of gnarled pubic hair that nearly obscured its base. From here, their blue irises followed its length inch by inch across Lucas’ leg, and eventually into its bloated hang off from the very edge of his thigh. Her previously-mechanical eyes measured the dense slab at a mouth-watering 15 inches in length and a punishing 4 in width across. Offering the appearance of a grossly-elongated protein shake bottle, its sleek, nearly glossy-exterior offered no signs of the healthy vascularity that supported it from the inside. Save for the straw-thick urethra that protruded from its top and bottom halves, the dark brown organ could be compared to a monstrous baseball bat sized for and sculpted for efficiency more so than aesthetic ‘revulsion’ or charm. Ultimately seated by tangerine-sized testicles enveloped loosely by a pliant excess of ballsac flesh, and frontally glazed by a wealth of precum, the phallus was one whose appearance and scent were fatal to women under the influence of any sort of breeding instinct.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Krillin**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Krillin is portrayed as a talkative, friendly, and somewhat complacent individual who feels underappreciated in his role as a police officer.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Lazuli (also known as 18), and is friends with Goku.\n\n2. **Goku**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Goku is depicted as impulsive, worried, and focused on avoiding consequences.\n - Special Abilities: His incredible physical abilities are implied but not explicitly stated.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Chi-Chi, and is close friends with Krillin.\n\n3. **Lazuli (18)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a petite blonde woman with a slender build, E-cup breasts, and a designer belt around her waist.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as a cool and collected housewife, but later revealed to have a strong desire for intimacy and a willingness to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: Her android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n - Relationships: She is married to Krillin and appears to be close friends with him.\n\n4. **Lucas**:\n - Appearance: Described as a muscular African-American man with dreadlocks and a large erection.\n - Personality: Lucas is shown to be confident, flirtatious, and willing to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He is a prisoner being held by Krillin and Lazuli.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Android Body**: Lazuli's android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n2. **Breeding Instinct**: Lazuli's breeding instinct is triggered by her encounter with Lucas' large penis, causing her to become increasingly obsessed with getting pregnant.\n3. **Spade Queen**: Lucas refers to Lazuli as a Spade Queen, implying that she has a strong desire for interracial sex and a willingness to engage in rough behavior.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cruiser**: A vehicle driven by Krillin that can hover using unknown means.\n2. **Handcuffs**: Used to restrain Lucas while he is being held captive.\n3. **Designer Belt**: Worn by Lazuli around her waist, serving as a fashion statement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Dragon Ball Universe**: The story takes place in the Dragon Ball universe, where super-powered beings and advanced technology exist.\n2. **Superhuman Physiology**: Characters like Goku possess incredible physical abilities, such as super strength and speed.\n3. **Android Resurrection**: Lazuli is an android who has been resurrected, granting her increased energy and endurance.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **West City**: A city that serves as the setting for the story, where Krillin works as a police officer.\n2. **CapsuleNet**: A virtual reality platform where users can engage in various activities, including watching pornography.\n3. **Interracial Sex**: The story explores themes of interracial sex and relationships, highlighting the desires and preferences of its characters.\n4. **Social Hierarchies**: The story touches on social hierarchies, particularly in the context of interracial relationships and the treatment of androids.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n18 was one such woman. Following the affixation of her eyes to the grotesque log, her body temperature spiked, her heart rate fluttered, and the internalized need that she had managed with such calculating grace finally wormed its way into the ‘driver’s seat’ of her consciousness.\n\n\"You knew exactly what you were getting into, Lazuli. From that one glance, you knew that his cock was going to put your husband to shame, and put thoughts into your head that you never thought you’d entertain.\" she told herself. \"Even so, I can’t help it. Everything about this stupid thug’s greasy fucking horse cock is just so perfect I can’t help but be surprised!\" talking herself through the sharp changes her innards endured, the stunned expression that had blanketed her visage quickly melted into a smile of genuine excitement. \"Now that I know what I’m dealing with, I won’t ever have to wonder what the truth is; compared to this, everything about Krillin’s infantile little body is downright pitiful...\"\n\nHer mind set, she finally acknowledged the complaint that Lucas had produced with a face and posture devoid of repentance.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well, looks can be deceiving, can’t they?\" she suggested slyly. \"I thought you were just another idiot thug off the streets when I saw you, but now I know that you’re a thug bright enough to talk a loyal housewife such as myself into getting her insides split open by a pent up black cock.\" \n\nDisplaying her perverse indifference in yet another utterance, she returned to an upright position only to begin sliding forward into a familiar, chest to chest straddle of the handcuffed male ahead of her. Setting her stance one leg at a time, she secured her frame throughout the move via dual grasps to Lucas’ shoulder blades. After planting her both feet into the couch cushioning beside Lucas’ thighs, she squatted down into a half-length crouch that saw her weight propped up by the tips of her toes, and her rear cocked outwards just far enough to accentuate its bubbled roundness.\n\nThis done, she peeled her right hand away from Lucas’ shoulder and slid it directly beneath her rear. Instinctively feeling her way into wrapping her palm around the erect snake of phallus meat that simmered beneath it, she pulled the organ far enough upright to see its top-half slap soundly against her buttocks. Noting that she required more height and a sharper angle in her stance, she pushed her clothed chest into that of Lucas’, and finally settled his member into a suggestive ‘point’ directly toward the syrupy patch of thong fabric that protected her mound.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nUnderstandably, much of the wry displeasure that Lucas had projected faded when the moist heat from 18’s womanhood began wafting down onto his engorged member. One could discern that he was in no real hurry—for reasons likely related to his handcuffing—though the grin that he had worn was now nowhere to be seen.\n\n\"Ay. One sec’.\" the barrelling approach of the event that he had hoped for since initially spotting the woman urged him to speak out whilst he still could. \"Does that poor ass nigga you married have any idea you this wild, or do you jus’ fuck him over like this on the regular?\" he inquired. \"I ain’t give a fuck, really, but you kinda went from this cool-ass blushing bitch to a bitch tryna get fucked real quick if you ask me.\" he suggested.\n\nAgain, 18 focused the majority of her attention on her own goals before devoting any to answering Lucas’ question. Peering behind and beneath her butt all-throughout, she pushed her rear downward to press the knob-thick glans beneath her cunt directly against her covered lower lips. Expertly swiveling her hips to peel her thong from its protective position, she ruthlessly dumped herself backwards to finally part her need-constricted folds with a length of cockmeat both thick and dense enough to see her properly fucked. Hissing blissfully as an initial 5 inches slid through her folds, she fought against the voracious tautness of her cunt in swallowing further inches of the womanhood-rending shaft between its supple lips.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nGrit alone aided the woman little in her endeavor; a descent of 10 inches nudged the plump exterior of her cervix with heated cockmeat, and the stimulation she received from simply holding Lucas’ member within her for a few short seconds rendered her too jittery and euphoric to pierce her own cervix. \n\nSmiling nervously, she willed herself to accomplish something practical at the appearance of this impasse. Peeling her rear upwards, she dragged her cock-adhered vaginal canal back up the peak of the gleaming length it had swallowed to a point just below its glans.\n\n\"I-I’m not gonna answer that question. Your b-best bet is just getting used to it while you still c-can.\" she huffed, her features directed toward his own. \"Massive breeding monsters like you make women do s-stupid and c-crazy things—especially when they know that they can’t get in trouble for it later...\" she explained. \"A-anyway, weren’t you supposed to be lusting after my ass like crazy? Now that I’ve taken you into my cunt, how about you show me some of what I’ve been missing taking my husband’s pitiful little dick all of these years?\" she suggested.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSqueezing the inches she had painstakingly unearthed from her quivering folds back down into their flesh-constituted ‘hold’ just beneath her cervix, the blonde produced a cute, utterly overwhelmed hiccup of sensation prior to continuing with her request as though she had produced precisely nothing at all.\n\n\"You did say that you were the one with something to l-lose here, didn’t you? I-if you are, the smart play here w-would be playing along a-and have as m-much fun as you can at the w-with the fat-assed b-bitch of a wife you h-happened to end up with~?\" she outlined.\n\nMaintaining his act as ‘the fool’, Lucas appeared pensive throughout leaning his frame back into the couch material behind him, and finally stabbing his hips upwards to plunge his member an additional pair of inches through 18’s humid depths. Clearing his thoughtfulness with an expressive grin, he spoke.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Haha, shit. I almost fuckin’ forgot.\" he lied. \"You right, though; I still got a feelin’ you gon’ regret those words, but ‘till then, let’s see what that ass can do!\"\n\nWithout further input from 18, Lucas followed his utterance up with the sharpest thrusts that he could produce from his compromised position. These alone proved sufficient in raising the ceiling of 18’s cervix closer to her uterus than it ever had been previously.\n\nNot to be outdone, 18 stifled the nausea and mental fireworks set off by these thrusts, and subsequently fought against them with a voracious hip-drop metronome of her own.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nLike this, competitive intercourse of an especially brutal sort ensued between them. Hindered by neither time nor dignity, its qualities were fed a debasing fuel from the parties involved until the happening itself could no longer be differentiated from the mating of genuine animals.\n\n***\nTHE VARIOUS PERKS OF FORMER ANDROID-HOOD\n\nIn spite of being rendered near cross-eyed by the initiation of Lucas’ thrusts, 18 managed to steady her experiential ship, and even reproduce her almost domineering participation within proceedings within mere minutes of her internal adjustments.\n\nOwed to this was her desire to properly hilt the log of writhing black cock that pumped in and out of her drooling cunt into her womb, and more saliently, the physical qualities that she had been born into following resurrection. Formally speaking, her frame was that of a well-endowed human woman endowed with an inexplicably infinite source of energy. Consequently, the distribution of her internal resources to a punishing and sloppy ‘riding’ of the cock hugged between her folds and the stabilization of her psyche were tasks comparable to child’s play for her.\n\nThe riding metronome in question was one as remarkable as it was erotic. Denying herself a comfortable ‘lean’ on Lucas’ cunt-churning erection for support whilst bouncing her rear up and down its extent, she applied simple upward pops from her toes to grant the rise and fall of her buttocks along the throbbing pipe an increase in consistency (and to some extent, difficulty).<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Krillin**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Krillin is portrayed as a talkative, friendly, and somewhat complacent individual who feels underappreciated in his role as a police officer.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Lazuli (also known as 18), and is friends with Goku.\n\n2. **Goku**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Goku is depicted as impulsive, worried, and focused on avoiding consequences.\n - Special Abilities: His incredible physical abilities are implied but not explicitly stated.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Chi-Chi, and is close friends with Krillin.\n\n3. **Lazuli (18)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a petite blonde woman with a slender build, E-cup breasts, and a designer belt around her waist.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as a cool and collected housewife, but later revealed to have a strong desire for intimacy and a willingness to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: Her android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n - Relationships: She is married to Krillin and appears to be close friends with him.\n\n4. **Lucas**:\n - Appearance: Described as a muscular African-American man with dreadlocks and a large erection.\n - Personality: Lucas is shown to be confident, flirtatious, and willing to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He is a prisoner being held by Krillin and Lazuli.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Android Body**: Lazuli's android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n2. **Breeding Instinct**: Lazuli's breeding instinct is triggered by her encounter with Lucas' large penis, causing her to become increasingly obsessed with getting pregnant.\n3. **Spade Queen**: Lucas refers to Lazuli as a Spade Queen, implying that she has a strong desire for interracial sex and a willingness to engage in rough behavior.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cruiser**: A vehicle driven by Krillin that can hover using unknown means.\n2. **Handcuffs**: Used to restrain Lucas while he is being held captive.\n3. **Designer Belt**: Worn by Lazuli around her waist, serving as a fashion statement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Dragon Ball Universe**: The story takes place in the Dragon Ball universe, where super-powered beings and advanced technology exist.\n2. **Superhuman Physiology**: Characters like Goku possess incredible physical abilities, such as super strength and speed.\n3. **Android Resurrection**: Lazuli is an android who has been resurrected, granting her increased energy and endurance.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **West City**: A city that serves as the setting for the story, where Krillin works as a police officer.\n2. **CapsuleNet**: A virtual reality platform where users can engage in various activities, including watching pornography.\n3. **Interracial Sex**: The story explores themes of interracial sex and relationships, highlighting the desires and preferences of its characters.\n4. **Social Hierarchies**: The story touches on social hierarchies, particularly in the context of interracial relationships and the treatment of androids.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe ‘consistency’ in question related solely to the manner with which her cunt was choked, and subsequently relieved of the scalding shaft within its midst. Again, rather than hungrily grinding her rear towards the base of Lucas’ shaft and fighting a hopeless battle against the arrogant tautness of her cervix, 18’s choice of ministration saw her folds engulf and release his erection’s meat with the efficiency of a rubber band flick. Each noisy dumping of her rear towards his crotch was followed in the blink of an eye with an equally sharp—and unbelievably stimulating—rise back from whence they came.\n\nCompact and impressive, the robotic efficiency with which she performed her voracious fucking subverted its entailments considerably. At the peak of each of her bounces, what time the beginnings of her canal spent suckling against the bruising swell of Lucas’ cocktip fed her desire to feel the bloated organ skewer her cervix heavy and potent. Throughout the descent and rear and the accompanying plunge of the pulsing mast through her vaginal canal, stretches of spongy, freshly-enflamed cuntmeat were again brought into contact with the very same endowment that had smothered them into their current state of perspiring, blood-fed density. These stretches encompassed the same lengths that her husband’s cock had failed to so much as brush against throughout their numerous years of marriage. As such, their transformation at the hands of Lucas’ shaft and the tooth-chipping pleasure that their nerves stabbed through her brain were far from superficial. For every single descent of her canal up to its squishy, precum-buffed cervix, these deeper reaches were instructed to not only expect, but demand the visceral, orgasmic pleasures associated only with abuse from oversized ethnic cocks.\n\nHidden equally by the blonde’s cock-riding prowess was the spreading of her cervix, and a discernable tenting of her lower abdominals with Lucas’ cock. The impacts of Lucas’ spearhead of glans meat against the protective button induced a benign and unheard *PLTCH* akin to the squelches produced during a tactile tenderization of raw meat. Repeated nearly twice per second and intermittently garnished with a moist *SQLRK* courtesy of the organ’s smearing with precum, these noises described in their own way a progressive widening of the dainty flesh donut’s diameter, and a remarkable softening of the rigid, nerve-infused meat that constituted it. Naturally, for every fraction of an inch of width that its opening gained, the midsection bulge induced by its sexual elevation grew wider and somehow fatter. Whilst barely discernable due to the speed of 18’s pumping, even a moment spent observing and dissecting the sight drove home the same telling description of the blonde’s circumstance: none of her reproductive organs had been at all prepared to fuck, and ideally drain semen from a shaft as bestial as the one within her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBrutal as the goings-on within her were in truth, 18 endured them with a weak grin on her face and excitement within her heart. The risk associated with being potentially overwhelmed and bred was stimulating, and the knowledge that her slobbering canal could do nothing but squeal for further satiation when faced with Lucas’ cock was maddening. Together, these things contributed to the creation of an enthralling conflict within her: For as much as she wished to ‘win’ and milk her partner into completion against his will, she wished just as much for her body to lose, and thereafter devote the rest of her time with him to serving as a sputtering masturbation doll for his cock.\n\nEventually, wrestling with these desires on her own became too much for the blonde to endure in silence. Momentarily flicking her sweat-peppered visage away from Lucas’ chest, she again stared up at his face in search of answers.\n\n\"W-well, you’re certainly keeping up...\" she exhaled lightly. \"Still, I e-expected to hear way more out of someone l-like you. D-don’t you want to d-drone on and on a-about how fat my ass is, o-or how m-much you wanna breed me with that s-smelly nigger d-dick milk you’ve g-got bubbling inside of your balls?\" she suggested. \"I-I’ve s-seen enough stuff o-on CapsuleNet t-to know how y-you guys think...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPer 18’s request, what time she had spent plunging-fucking his cock had been utilized by Lucas to meet her thrusts to the best of his ability. A comparable amount of sweat could be seen plastered to his features, though thus far, the damage that the biting effectiveness of 18’s constrictive folds had induced within him was not readily discernable in his expression or posture. Like his counterpart, he suppressed them; partly for the purpose of making 18 work harder, yet more so to keep himself from bursting ahead of schedule. Having initially intended to completely overwhelm the haughty woman with his shaft, her efforts had forced him to prioritize self-preservation—one of the very worst things that one could attempt in regards to sexual interactions of this nature.\n\n\"Why waste time talkin’ about that shit when I can jus’ work toward makin’ it happen?\" he began, breathing thin and constricted. \"You ain’t wrong, though. In any otha’ situation, a nigga for sure woulda called you ass out as a haughty little cocksleeve while threatening to dump a massive nut within ‘yoh insides.\" he noted. Forcing a grin, he maliciously spiked his crotch upwards to meet one of 18’s rear depressions head-on. What silence he earned from the woman in doing so was put to use in furthering his explanation. \"This ain’t a normal situation; I ain’t dealin’ with some regular ass housewife who decided it’d be fun to try’n taste a dick bigger than her husband’s. There’s a name for what bitches like you are, but seein’ as you so well-versed in what niggas like me be thinkin’, I don’t gotta tell you what it is, do I?\" he suggested slyly.\n\nStressed into an unplanned silence by the sudden invasion of Lucas’ cock tip through her cervix, 18 found herself in no condition to query her mind for the information she required. Some part of her felt as though the answer was there, though reaching into her memories and fishing it out whilst battling the electrifying buzz of pleasure from her perforated cervix proved too large a task<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSeconds after forcing the throbbing of her uterus and the anxious nausea brought on by the happening under an experiential rug, she responded with a notably curtailed iteration of her once faultless ‘indifference’.\n\n\"A-and just what would t-that be...?\" she replied, her alluring tone smothered by congestion. \n\nSparing the worn woman nothing, Lucas leaned inwards to add further weight to his intended delivery.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh, ain’t that a shame. Could’a sworn you’d be able to drag it outta that blonde head in time to make me look like a dumbass.\" he exhaled. \"Anyway, the title you was lookin’ for was SPADE QUEEN. I ain’t know what the definition actually is these days, but last I checked, it applied pretty damn well to pent up lil’ housewives with cock addictions bigger than they are tall.\" he explained. \"In my experience, a whole lot of ‘em end up bitin’ off more than they can chew. Take this situation foh’ example; you finally got that ‘nigger dick’ you was wantin’, but now that it’s finally pluggin’ up you’ womb, you ended up a quiverin’ mess of cuntmeat on th’ brink of cumming herself straight up stu—\"\n\nJust as Lucas arrived at the conclusion that he had achieved the upper hand in his ‘forced’ interaction with 18, the blonde woman once again proved herself to be vastly different from the traditional ‘stylish-housewife’. The verbal debasement that he had hidden within his explanation of her title was cut short by a bullet-speed darting of the woman’s skull towards his own, and an equally abrupt contraction of the sexual and reproductive organs that still encircled his mast. Caught wholly off-guard by the pairing of these events, he could do naught but accept that which stemmed from them: an invasive smothering of 18’s lips against his own, and the repeated roll of orgasmic throbs through the length of his cock. Denied any sort of escape from their onset and unfolding, the combined stimuli eventually drew the beginnings of a clotted, batter-thick surge of semen from the basin at his member’s base out into the cock-wringing environs of 18’s womb.\n\nAs if having predicted the unruly outflow of gooey warmth within her, 18 emotionlessly disengaged her kiss to present a mouth thoroughly linked to Lucas’ via several strands of saliva. Closing her lips, she severed the majority of them, and removed the remainder with a lascivious swipe of her tongue across their glossed exteriors.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"S-see what you get for being so cocky?\" the flushed woman chided. \"S-Spade Queen or not, you’re going to have to put in more of an effort than that if you want to see me start sputtering street-boy...\" pressing her advantage, her halted bounce along Lucas’ cock was reinitiated without a single thought as to how the man might cope with yet more stimulation throughout his orgasm. Keeping the height she ascended to short, yet making certain that each of her plunges fed further inches of his cock through her loosened cervix, she effectively committed herself to choking the man’s spewing erection with her womb as its interior was progressively smattered with his seed. \"And you’re going to; r-remember what you promised m-me before we started?\" she suggested.\n\nLucas could not recall. The majority of his faculties had been dedicated to keeping his gaze fixated on 18 herself, and denying his jaw a much-needed clenching. Simply, 18 overwhelmed him—thinking clearly was no longer a priority that he could entertain. Suffocating underneath the ‘thumb’ of her womanhood’s demands, the only response that he could produce involved a stressed backwards reeling of his skull, and the release of a guttural grunt from his throat.\n\n\"Good ♥.\" 18 commented sweetly. \"Since you r-remember, we c-can continue. Now t-that you’re inside my womb, it should be even easier for you to beat my cunt up that monstrous b-black cock, right?\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Krillin**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Krillin is portrayed as a talkative, friendly, and somewhat complacent individual who feels underappreciated in his role as a police officer.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Lazuli (also known as 18), and is friends with Goku.\n\n2. **Goku**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Goku is depicted as impulsive, worried, and focused on avoiding consequences.\n - Special Abilities: His incredible physical abilities are implied but not explicitly stated.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Chi-Chi, and is close friends with Krillin.\n\n3. **Lazuli (18)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a petite blonde woman with a slender build, E-cup breasts, and a designer belt around her waist.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as a cool and collected housewife, but later revealed to have a strong desire for intimacy and a willingness to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: Her android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n - Relationships: She is married to Krillin and appears to be close friends with him.\n\n4. **Lucas**:\n - Appearance: Described as a muscular African-American man with dreadlocks and a large erection.\n - Personality: Lucas is shown to be confident, flirtatious, and willing to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He is a prisoner being held by Krillin and Lazuli.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Android Body**: Lazuli's android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n2. **Breeding Instinct**: Lazuli's breeding instinct is triggered by her encounter with Lucas' large penis, causing her to become increasingly obsessed with getting pregnant.\n3. **Spade Queen**: Lucas refers to Lazuli as a Spade Queen, implying that she has a strong desire for interracial sex and a willingness to engage in rough behavior.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cruiser**: A vehicle driven by Krillin that can hover using unknown means.\n2. **Handcuffs**: Used to restrain Lucas while he is being held captive.\n3. **Designer Belt**: Worn by Lazuli around her waist, serving as a fashion statement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Dragon Ball Universe**: The story takes place in the Dragon Ball universe, where super-powered beings and advanced technology exist.\n2. **Superhuman Physiology**: Characters like Goku possess incredible physical abilities, such as super strength and speed.\n3. **Android Resurrection**: Lazuli is an android who has been resurrected, granting her increased energy and endurance.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **West City**: A city that serves as the setting for the story, where Krillin works as a police officer.\n2. **CapsuleNet**: A virtual reality platform where users can engage in various activities, including watching pornography.\n3. **Interracial Sex**: The story explores themes of interracial sex and relationships, highlighting the desires and preferences of its characters.\n4. **Social Hierarchies**: The story touches on social hierarchies, particularly in the context of interracial relationships and the treatment of androids.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"S-so let’s see it! One orgasm never satisfies ethnic monsters like you, so you’d b-better now slow down either!\" she warned.\n\nIntent on drawing a very particular brand of behaviour from her partner, 18 hastened the speed of her bouncing, and carelessly increased the amount of cockmeat that she swallowed into her folds per completed descent. The consequences for this were immediate, though none stood out more so than the progressive clogging of even her vaginal canal with the mildly-discoloured semen still spewing from the nose of Lucas shaft...\n\n***\nI DON’T FEEL BAD FOR KRILLIN AND NEITHER SHOULD YOU\n\nFor all of her stuttering, blushing, and internal conflict, 18 managed the partial seeding of her womanhood with a ravenous, forward-minded subversion unseen within most woman made to endure the swelling of their uteruses with seed.\n\nTruthfully, the initial salvo of glutted shots to leave Lucas’ shaft were every bit as powerful and stimulating as she had hoped they would be. Likely reeking globules threaded together into individual chains of goopy curd rocketed out into depressive contact with her womb’s ceiling only to be weighed down by gravity into heavy splatters against the organ’s base. Within seconds, the majority of its bottom half had received an extensive and disorganized garnishing with voluminous strands of semen—a direct consequence of Lucas’ inherent virility and the potency of her efforts.\n\nOr so she believed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhilst the euphoria of being stuffed to this extent disarmed her for a time, the idea of ‘more’ could not be scrubbed from her mind. Thus, her descent into silence was very quickly turned to a goading of Lucas for his release, and a steady progression toward the ‘raw and sputtering’ cunt that she had been promised.\n\nUpon restating her desires, it became apparent that she intended to use every tool at her disposal to see them realized. The resumption of her buttock-quaking bounce along the length of Lucas’ shaft saw the woman completely abandon the subjugated defenses of her cervix. Treating the greased organ as another sleeve with which to goad her partner’s member, she did not adjust the speed of her downward descents to better accommodate its sensitivity. If anything, she moved faster; the loosened nerve-ring was penetrated and gaped with the same consistency of her mildly-reddened vaginal lips. No added ‘difficulties’ or physical taxes were required for her to accomplish this; the outflow of muddy semen from her womb per spreading of her cervix provided her with all of the lubrication that she required. For her efforts, one of the ‘consequents’ she had desired since first taking Lucas’ member within her was granted to her. Finally, the meat of her perspiration-peppered buttocks could be heard regularly slapping and plopping against the previously-dry exterior of Lucas’ thighs and crotch.\n\nExpectedly, revelling in her perverse achievement proved far easier with the entirety of her partner’s mast regularly punching through her insides to a glaring bulge at her middle. So content had 18 become that the very same lustful high that she worked to mitigate renewed its corralling of her thoughts towards a pen of perversion and depravity.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"T-this is so a-amazing!\" she said to herself. \"He blasted so much gross cock juice into my womb, b-but he is still r-rock solid! I didn’t even have t-to work that hard g-getting the rest o-of it inside me~!\" she applauded. \"I s-swear I can feel h-his jizz squirming around i-inside me e-even now. I-I should have c-churned most of it up i-into lube by now; is h-he really that much more virile than Krillin?\" she mused. \n\nHer mind did not search long for an answer to this question. All of the evidence that it required to come to a conclusion was stabbing in and out of her cunt, or wriggling microscopically within her womb. As such, she quietly acknowledged the truth of the matter, and moved topics to spare the ‘image’ she maintained of her husband further tarnishing.\n\n\"A-anyway, I’m actually gonna squirt if these keeps up~! He’s s-still thrusting too, but I t-think this guy has a-at least o-one gear left in him he’s not showing. They a-all do, r-right? O-otherwise all’a those women on CapsuleNet wouldn’t s-scream so loud or c-cum so hard...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDesperate to experience what she believed to be the ‘best part’ of proceedings, 18 chose to supplement her tireless riding of the semen-smeared shaft within her with ‘motivation’ for its owner. Lifting her hands from out of their supportive grasp at Lucas’ shoulders, she wrapped both of her forearms around his neck in a loose embrace. Drawing his chest inwards towards her own, she immediately leveraged the reduction in distance between them to enforce yet another perverse exchange of saliva between them. Keeping the writhing of her tongue and moistening of her lips succinct, she drew herself away from his skull nearly as quickly as she had approached it.\n\n\"My insides are tighter now, a-aren’t they?\" she spoke out, eyes directed squarely at his own. \"T-They’re like that s-still ‘cause you haven’t used t-that nasty fucking animal i-instinct you’ve g-got in you to make them stop. I-I could still m-milk you dry if I-I wanted to, b-but dealing with a c-cock like this backed b-by that kinda force would be so much harder...\" inflecting her final trio of words with a needy wistfulness, she again pressed her skull inwards towards his own. This time, she angled herself away from direct face to face contact, and instead planted her lips directly opposite his left ear. \"I-if you’re ever gonna make me feel like marrying my husband was a mistake, here’s your shot.\" she whispered.\n\nEffectively laying out a straightforward ‘path for success’ for the grunting male beneath her, 18 expected nothing less than the potent pummelling of her womanhood thought prerequisite for her own orgasm. With this expectation came a demining physical stipulation: the halting of her phallus-milking bounce with a uterus-tenting hilt of Lucas’ shaft within her. Seating herself comfortably whilst his inordinate girth created its fattest and most salient bulge within her stomach yet, she cornered Lucas with a simple choice: Surmount her, or endure the agony of missing a second release within her lust-drawn depths.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nLucas proved up to the task; not in mind, but in body. Thankfully, only the latter of these was of real relevance to his success.\n\n***\nPICKING UP THE PIECES\n\n\"Aight, so you miscalculated. You was goin’ to jail a few hours ago, anyway, so why sweat one little fuck up? You ain’t about to fuck this bitch stupid on your first go, but you saw what you needed t’see, right?\"\n\n\"She ain’t noticed it, but she straight up ‘dun changed. How she thinks and feels and shit is another thing, but I can at least tell that her body is gettin’ enough of a kick outta this shit for her to prioritize it over everything else. \"\n\n\"If I’m gonna get anythin’ out of this that doesn’t involve emptying my balls into this tight ass cunt, I just gotta use it to my advantage the same as I would with any ‘otha bitch who can’t t’function without a cock big enough to grind against their wombs...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThese were the last set of conscious thoughts that Lucas generated prior to devoting his frame to a feral goring of 18’s depths in their entirety. In the instances after the blonde had wholly enveloped him within the compressed sauna of convulsing flesh within her, all of his intention to ‘maintain’ and ‘enjoy himself’ until a better opportunity presented itself was forcibly removed from his mind, and replaced by a desire to ruthlessly skewer his still-erect shaft through her cunt until he attained a second orgasm. Under the ruling of such a desire, internal verbalizations were disallowed, and the sum of his remaining mental and physical resources were devoted to angled, upward stabs of his crotch.\n\nAs a consequence of 18’s sudden refusal to participate in the gutting of her semen-gunked innards, the strength required for these spikes to be effective was increased to an impractical obscene. On top of the constrictive hold perpetuated by her vaginal canal and uterus, Lucas was required to produce a force sufficient to jar the blonde’s lower body off of its seated position at his crotch. Recognizing quickly that a prolonged exertion of this strength was beyond him, he used the brief refractory periods in between the slapping of his crotch against 18’s swollen, semen-greased lower lips to slide his seated lower body downwards across the length of the couch. Caring little for the stability of 18’s position or the perceived ‘dignity’ of his thrusting angle, he pushed his frame downward until the beginnings of his lower back came into contact with the cushioning beneath him. Like this, a portion of 18’s weight was redistributed to his upper body, and her rear was cocked further outwards to better match the angle at which he penetrated her folds.\n\nThe hard fought adjustment was one properly utilized by Lucas’ frame even in spite of his sex-enamoured psyche. Now working with a far more obtuse angle, the strength he had added to his thrusts was applied in full to the stirring of 18’s leaking innards. Specifically, what force had been used to pop the blonde’s buttocks upwards per insertion he managed was repurposed as invasive force for each individual thrust that he completed. Following the adjustment, painstaking depressions of his meat through the bloated, and perhaps even sentient swamp of cuntmeat that her depths contained became through and through impalements of her canal that began at its mouth, and ended each time his glans were forced to trampoline against the roof of her uterus.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDescribed simply, these were the brutish, ethnically-charged cock-injections that 18 imagined for herself each and every night she spent indulging in CapsuleNet’s vast swathes of interracial pornography.The flopping of engorged, sac-wrapped testicles against her rear was as she had imagined it would be. The mewling of her cervix for relief and the loosening of her inhibitions was had imagined it would be. Everything right down to the rebellious swathing of her wriggling cunt-lining around Lucas’ member as it ‘effortlessly’ punch-fucked her uterus matched the sensations and experiences she had once deemed to be nonviable fantasies.\n\nTransfixed by her fantasy turned reality (gayest line I’ve ever wrote, swear to god.), debased and orgasmic mewls began to stream from her lips as a rare haze of stimulation crossed her eyes and slackened her jaw.\n\n\"Nigger dick, nigger dick, nigger dick ♥S’phainal’y c-churnin’ me u-uhp~!\" she exhaled, a slurred quality born from the arrant hang of her tongue over her lower lips addling her speech. \"S’gonna b-breed me... I-I’m gonna get m-more nigger dick jyush in my w-woooomb ♥!\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Krillin**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Krillin is portrayed as a talkative, friendly, and somewhat complacent individual who feels underappreciated in his role as a police officer.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Lazuli (also known as 18), and is friends with Goku.\n\n2. **Goku**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Goku is depicted as impulsive, worried, and focused on avoiding consequences.\n - Special Abilities: His incredible physical abilities are implied but not explicitly stated.\n - Relationships: He has a loving wife, Chi-Chi, and is close friends with Krillin.\n\n3. **Lazuli (18)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a petite blonde woman with a slender build, E-cup breasts, and a designer belt around her waist.\n - Personality: Initially portrayed as a cool and collected housewife, but later revealed to have a strong desire for intimacy and a willingness to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: Her android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n - Relationships: She is married to Krillin and appears to be close friends with him.\n\n4. **Lucas**:\n - Appearance: Described as a muscular African-American man with dreadlocks and a large erection.\n - Personality: Lucas is shown to be confident, flirtatious, and willing to engage in rough sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned in this context.\n - Relationships: He is a prisoner being held by Krillin and Lazuli.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Android Body**: Lazuli's android body grants her increased energy and endurance, allowing her to maintain a high level of activity during sex.\n2. **Breeding Instinct**: Lazuli's breeding instinct is triggered by her encounter with Lucas' large penis, causing her to become increasingly obsessed with getting pregnant.\n3. **Spade Queen**: Lucas refers to Lazuli as a Spade Queen, implying that she has a strong desire for interracial sex and a willingness to engage in rough behavior.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cruiser**: A vehicle driven by Krillin that can hover using unknown means.\n2. **Handcuffs**: Used to restrain Lucas while he is being held captive.\n3. **Designer Belt**: Worn by Lazuli around her waist, serving as a fashion statement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Dragon Ball Universe**: The story takes place in the Dragon Ball universe, where super-powered beings and advanced technology exist.\n2. **Superhuman Physiology**: Characters like Goku possess incredible physical abilities, such as super strength and speed.\n3. **Android Resurrection**: Lazuli is an android who has been resurrected, granting her increased energy and endurance.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **West City**: A city that serves as the setting for the story, where Krillin works as a police officer.\n2. **CapsuleNet**: A virtual reality platform where users can engage in various activities, including watching pornography.\n3. **Interracial Sex**: The story explores themes of interracial sex and relationships, highlighting the desires and preferences of its characters.\n4. **Social Hierarchies**: The story touches on social hierarchies, particularly in the context of interracial relationships and the treatment of androids.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAs the Lucas’ drilling of her folds continued to gain pace as depth, so too did outbursts of this nature become increasingly commonplace. The structure and comprehensibility of her slurred coos saw marked decreases for each she released, though never once did it appear as though the blonde was consumed by anything less than orgasmic bliss.\n\nA bliss of this nature could not be maintained perpetually, however. Cruelly, 18’s arrival at her own internal peak coincided with the end of Lucas’ thrusting chain. Having taxed his frame to its very limit, he completed a final, inwardly-angled parting of her inner walls prior to bringing his member to a complete stop within her. Primed to swell his shaft thicker with blood and engorge 18’s stomach to new proportions, the gutting hilt induced as much for several seconds prior to its complementation by an explosive discharge of syrupy female lubrication from 18’s plumped sex.\n\nSubsequently, Lucas’ shaft erupted—this time with a volume and intent geared not toward pleasure, but toward a thorough, ovary-threatening inundation of the breeding pocket that surrounded it with semen...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSludgy and fermented, the semen that billowed from out of the peak of Lucas’ shaft into 18’s womb was in many ways ‘fitting’ for the man responsible for its existence. The very same perseverance and practicality that had inspired Lucas to search for an advantageous position whilst handcuffed in the presence of a superhuman could be seen in its clotted composition. Succinctly, rather than becoming wasted nutrients altogether, what unreleased seed he had amassed within himself simply became healthier, and qualitatively more ‘rich’ than it would have been otherwise.\n\nWhereas Lucas failed to reap any of his intended benefits from persisting, the long suffering of his genetic material granted the thinned oatmeal a temperature and consistency ideal for grafting to the inner lining of a uterus, and with time, ballooning it fat and spherical. Thus, when the first urethra-fattening surge of the of the mildly off-white fluid burst outwards to cake the tented roof of 18’s womb, the entirety of the unsightly strand was affixed to the region in a manner not unlike contact cement.The pair of half-lace length strands that followed the first consumed the remaining surface area of the pocket section, and thereafter saw the spatter-patterned ‘coating’ compounded by a second and third layer respectively.\n\nAt this point, 18’s uterus was forced to act in its best interest without explicit orders from its dazed owner. Quite ‘invested’ in containing every drop of virile seed offered to it, the organ’s interior expanded outwards ever so slightly to broaden the ‘target space’ for the near-boiling hot semen that had been introduced into its confines. Whilst comparable to the spreading of one’s fingers away from one another in extent, the happening was one that clearly conveyed an interest in reproduction over all else.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe effects of this expansion became apparent immediately. As further strands of partly-curdled reproductive slime were blasted into it, the lining of her uterus was not so easily smothered with their contents. In fact, the passage of time eventually saw the fattened discharges contribute more so to a growing pool of congealed jizz within her uterus’ base than they did to the repeated splatter-plastering of its ceiling. To blame for this were simple internal economics; having already dumped seed into her once, vomiting a second—albeit larger—payload within her could only be accomplished in a slower, less ‘pressurized’ manner.\n\nFar too hopped up on endorphins and breeding instinct to complain about the manner with which her womb was fed what it desired, a conscious yet delirious 18 applauded the controlled swelling of her faultless middle with seed as only a satisfied, ambiguously-Caucasian housewife could.\n\n\"H-hhhhouumygooood...\" she moaned. \"S-so much~! ’m g-getting’ filled w-with so m-much nigger cock j-juice ♥! It’s so hot it’s s-sclading m-my cunt into mushhhh~♥. \"She breathed out, orgasmic hiccups segmenting the majority of her speech.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I-it’s all ‘his f-fat fucking b-black cock’s fault, too... H-healthy young nigger cock r-really hi—is th’ beeeest ♥.\"\n\nUnable to reach inwards and paw at her swelling midsection, the dishevelled blonde opted to cathartically slide both of her palms up the opposing lengths of her face, and partly into the sleek blonde strands that hung for it. Simply looking at her face in this configuration alluded to the very same thing that the expansion of her womb had:\n\nSomething within the woman had changed.\n\nWith this change came a renewal of her indifference towards the facets of her world unconcerned with the black cock still splitting her over-fucked canal. Consequently, the shouldering this task quietly fell to Lucas; a fortunate circumstance given that the young man was gaining situational awareness at an alarming rate. \n\nSadly, his recovery brought with it no comforts. As soon as he thought to look down at the woman leaning against her and the previously blurred interior of her home, the unmistakable rattle of a twisted door knob and the refreshing creak of an opened door filled his heart and mind with absolute dread...<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Tsuru:** \n - Appearance: Tsuru has vivid red irises, no pigmentation, making them exceptionally striking. Her body is described as beautiful and pale, with a curvaceous physique.\n - Personality: Tsuru seems confident, playful, and open-minded when discussing sex and relationships. She appears to enjoy teasing and pushing boundaries.\n - Special Abilities: Tsuru can read minds, allowing her to understand a person's thoughts and desires.\n - Relationships: Tsuru is comfortable pursuing romantic interests, as seen with the protagonist. She also mentions having friends like Mira and Xico.\n\n2. **The Protagonist (Roger):**\n - Appearance: The protagonist's appearance isn't explicitly described in detail, but he's mentioned to have a ruddy tone compared to Tsuru's extreme pallor.\n - Personality: He seems to be open-minded and willing to explore new experiences, especially when it comes to sex and relationships.\n - Special Abilities: The protagonist has superpowers, which aren't fully explained in the story.\n - Relationships: The protagonist is shown to be interested in women, including Tsuru, Nora, Xico, Kate, and Mira.\n\n3. **Mira:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Mira is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Mira is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's, and the protagonist has had sex with her.\n\n4. **Xico:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Xico seems to be someone who understands the concept of maledom and domme dynamics but doesn't quite grasp their implications.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Xico is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and seems to be aware of the protagonist's abilities.\n\n5. **Kate:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Kate is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Kate is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n6. **Nora:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Nora is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Nora is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n7. **Priscilla:**\n - Appearance: Priscilla is described as having dark skin.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Priscilla is someone the protagonist has had sex with in the past.\n\n8. **A Japanese girl (friend of Tsuru's):**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: This character is implied to be bi and attracted to people who are attracted to her.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: This character is a friend of Tsuru's and agrees to participate in a threesome with Tsuru and the protagonist.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Telepathy:** Characters in this world seem to possess telepathic abilities, allowing them to read each other's thoughts.\n- **Role Reversal:** In this world, women often take on dominant roles in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n- **Sexual Morality:** The story implies that the societal norms around sex and relationships are different in this world compared to our own.\n- **Confidence and Open-Mindedness:** Characters like Tsuru and the protagonist appear to be confident and open-minded when it comes to exploring new experiences, especially in the realm of sex and relationships.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Lube:** A pink bottle labeled strawberry flavor is used for lubrication during sex acts.\n2. **Cuffs:** Mentioned as one of Tsuru's toys.\n3. **Gags:** Also part of Tsuru's collection of sex toys.\n4. **Animal Ears:** Another toy Tsuru owns, which she suggests wearing herself.\n5. **Fleshlights:** Vibration-enabled sex toys used by Tsuru.\n6. **Bullet Vibes:** Similar to fleshlights, these are also part of Tsuru's collection.\n7. **Dildos:** While not explicitly stated as being appealing to the protagonist, they're discussed as something that might be interesting to him.\n8. **Body Wash:** Used to clean the protagonist's genitals before oral sex.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Telepathy:** It's an accepted ability in this world, allowing characters to read each other's thoughts.\n2. **Role Reversal:** Women often dominate in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n3. **Sexual Morality:** Societal norms around sex and relationships differ significantly from those in our world.\n4. **Biological Differences:** There's no indication of any biological differences between men and women in this world that would affect their sexual behavior or preferences.\n5. **Societal Expectations:** People in this world seem to expect certain behaviors from others based on gender roles, such as women being more aggressive in pursuing romantic interests.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** Not explicitly described, but it appears to be a modern, urban setting.\n2. **Politics:** No information about political systems or structures is provided.\n3. **Social Hierarchies:** There's an implication of a society where women hold more power and agency in relationships than men do.\n4. **Laws Governing the World:** No specific laws or rules governing this world are mentioned beyond the societal expectations and norms surrounding sex and relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThere's ordinarily a delicate balance, in romantic liaisons. One wishes to come off as desiring more time spent with the other party, but not so much so that they appear desperate, or needy. This careful balance produces things like the three day rule, or the third date rule, or other rules used to signal to the other party that, while they're nice and all, you don't need them.\n\nThis is easily explicable. In order to win a negotiation - and any relationship is an extended negotiation - it's best to appear minimally interested in what the other person has to offer, and maximally interested in what you already have. For a romantic environment, what they have to offer is themselves; and what you have instead is free time. But, much like a traditional negotiation, there is a certain minimal level of interest. Otherwise, why are you even here?\n\nIn any case, this entire thing normally means that people will often intentionally hold off on taking forward actions with a romantic interest until some suitable period had elapsed. Tsuru, however, was confident enough to arrive at my door the very next day after my sex with Mira, the informal starting bell for her feeling comfortable pursuing me, and what's more, the very minute that work had let out. She gave one glance to Xico, some silent communication taking place, and Xico quietly nodded, floating right out of the room to leave Tsuru alone with me.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer eyes were a very vivid red, I noted, as they stared down at me; no pigmentation, so there was nothing but a vivid blood red in her irises. It made her exceptionally striking, combined with a beautiful, pale body, curvaceous physique, and she could read my mind, I remembered, by the grin on her face. \"Don't hesitate. Keep going,\" she said, playfully. When I didn't immediately continue with such thoughts, she let out an affected sigh. \"It's not that affected,\" she said with a smile. \"Mm... so. Since you have a sex drive like a woman's, and you want to fuck me, that means you won't be too offended if I suggest we just go to your place and fuck each other's brains out?\"\n\n\"What kind of sex?\"\n\nShe let out a little laugh at that, a playful, light thing. \"You're the one with the supply, I'm the one with the demand. You pick. Oh... something dirty, I bet? I'd imagine it's pretty tough, finding a girl here who's comfortable with... ah, right, there is her.\" She shifted to settle onto the edge of the desk. \"Well, I'd probably find most of the really crazy stuff fun or funny, and not be offended. But maybe there's a position that you'd like to try? Pec-jill and blowjob, maybe? Not quite sure I've got the flexibility...\" She idly twisted her spine, in a movement clearly meant to show off her tits. She laughed at that. \"Busted. You're the second person to catch that I was doing it on purpose right off the bat,\" she added with a grin.\n\n\"Who's the first?\"\n\nHer expression stiffened for a moment. \"Private. I have guesses about how exactly this whole role reversal thing works, between here and your world. Maybe sex moves that are degrading for girls here are normal in your world? Maybe they have whole special techniques we don't really see, since guys and girls tend to be in different positions? Maybe they're fine with certain things that aren't exactly normal here?\"\n\nMy eyes went to Tsuru's breasts. She probably would have popped open the top button if I so much as - she popped open the top button before I could even mentally complete that thought, just grinning. My eyes went up to hers. \"There's differences, yeah. The whole dominance/submission dynamic's different.\" She just hummed along. \"There's femdom and maledom stuff in my world, I think you guys call it domme and mascdom? It's different. Maledom stuff is sort of... you're my sex slave. Suck my cock. Bad girl, you didn't suck my cock well enough. Mascdom is more like... you dirty pervert. Just suck my cock while playing with yourself. I can't believe how pathetic you are, doing something like that. I'm going to go fuck a real woman.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well, if you want to tie me up and make me call you Master, you only have to ask,\" she said, smiling lightly. \"Just consider me a blank canvas, and whatever lewd ideas you want the paint. You only have to tell me, and I'll do it... Master?\" It was a bit hard to take her calling me that seriously. Now, if Kate had said it, then it might be believable. I mentally kicked myself for thinking that as I saw the grin on Tsuru's lips. \"Please. Do you think Kate can stop thinking about what you've done to her? Good Lord, I can tell whether she fucked you the previous night from the moment I step into the office.\"\n\nI shifted slightly in my seat. I had gotten pretty extreme with Kate, after all. Fuck it was annoying constantly having my mind read.\n\n\"It's fine. Don't worry about it. Now, come on. Tell me what you want. I'm sure it's hard, women here have a tough time just telling men these things sometimes. I get the vibe you're the kind of guy who's very giving, tries to figure out what his girl wants, does that... don't worry about what I want,\" she said, placing one finger on my sternum, tenderly sliding along it in this very wonderful move. \"Psychic mirroring, remember? If you enjoy yourself, I will too.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMy eyes roamed her body a bit more freely this time, and she sighed softly as they took in her curves. Her own eyes quietly mimicked the process, sliding along my biceps, her gaze wandering towards my groin with an inevitability that neither of us wanted to stop. \"Have you ever heard of a titfuck? I've searched for videos of it online...\"\n\n\"A titfuck?\" She paused as she squinted at me, as if trying to pluck the image from my mind; apparently I was an insufficiently visual thinker, because she didn't get anything out of me. \"What is it? I mean, I can guess from the name, but...\"\n\n\"It's where I put my penis in between your breasts, and push them together,\" I explained.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe grinned at that, her finger sliding up my throat, gently touching my chin to direct me to raise my chin. \"That's it. That's what I want to hear. I want to hear that weird alternate universe stuff. I want to do the things they do in your pornos. I want your cock in between my tits. How do you do that? It like a footjob where you just kinda rub it in?\"\n\n\"You grab them and squeeze them around the man's cock,\" I explained, and she licked her lips. \"If it's long enough, you also lick the tip.\"\n\n\"Is yours long enough?\" She asked, her gaze going down to my groin curiously.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Depends on how large your breasts are.\" I was starting to get into this, actually. The casualness with which we could discuss things like this, born of her actually knowing and properly understanding I was from a world of reversed sexual morality. Tsuru wasn't like Xico, who knew but didn't quite understand - she was clearly experienced enough, familiar enough, to actually \"get\" all the implications.\n\n\"And after I get done wanking you with my tits?\" She asked, shifting her arm so that her forearm rested under her breasts, hefting them up. \"Is that it? That all you have? One go?\" The fact that she was good enough at understanding all the inversions to understand that, in a gender reversed world, that would be hot... it had my cock throbbing a bit, all on its own.\n\n\"No, then... I'll fuck your ass.\" I actually hadn't done that yet, in this world.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Tsuru:** \n - Appearance: Tsuru has vivid red irises, no pigmentation, making them exceptionally striking. Her body is described as beautiful and pale, with a curvaceous physique.\n - Personality: Tsuru seems confident, playful, and open-minded when discussing sex and relationships. She appears to enjoy teasing and pushing boundaries.\n - Special Abilities: Tsuru can read minds, allowing her to understand a person's thoughts and desires.\n - Relationships: Tsuru is comfortable pursuing romantic interests, as seen with the protagonist. She also mentions having friends like Mira and Xico.\n\n2. **The Protagonist (Roger):**\n - Appearance: The protagonist's appearance isn't explicitly described in detail, but he's mentioned to have a ruddy tone compared to Tsuru's extreme pallor.\n - Personality: He seems to be open-minded and willing to explore new experiences, especially when it comes to sex and relationships.\n - Special Abilities: The protagonist has superpowers, which aren't fully explained in the story.\n - Relationships: The protagonist is shown to be interested in women, including Tsuru, Nora, Xico, Kate, and Mira.\n\n3. **Mira:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Mira is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Mira is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's, and the protagonist has had sex with her.\n\n4. **Xico:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Xico seems to be someone who understands the concept of maledom and domme dynamics but doesn't quite grasp their implications.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Xico is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and seems to be aware of the protagonist's abilities.\n\n5. **Kate:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Kate is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Kate is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n6. **Nora:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Nora is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Nora is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n7. **Priscilla:**\n - Appearance: Priscilla is described as having dark skin.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Priscilla is someone the protagonist has had sex with in the past.\n\n8. **A Japanese girl (friend of Tsuru's):**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: This character is implied to be bi and attracted to people who are attracted to her.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: This character is a friend of Tsuru's and agrees to participate in a threesome with Tsuru and the protagonist.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Telepathy:** Characters in this world seem to possess telepathic abilities, allowing them to read each other's thoughts.\n- **Role Reversal:** In this world, women often take on dominant roles in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n- **Sexual Morality:** The story implies that the societal norms around sex and relationships are different in this world compared to our own.\n- **Confidence and Open-Mindedness:** Characters like Tsuru and the protagonist appear to be confident and open-minded when it comes to exploring new experiences, especially in the realm of sex and relationships.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Lube:** A pink bottle labeled strawberry flavor is used for lubrication during sex acts.\n2. **Cuffs:** Mentioned as one of Tsuru's toys.\n3. **Gags:** Also part of Tsuru's collection of sex toys.\n4. **Animal Ears:** Another toy Tsuru owns, which she suggests wearing herself.\n5. **Fleshlights:** Vibration-enabled sex toys used by Tsuru.\n6. **Bullet Vibes:** Similar to fleshlights, these are also part of Tsuru's collection.\n7. **Dildos:** While not explicitly stated as being appealing to the protagonist, they're discussed as something that might be interesting to him.\n8. **Body Wash:** Used to clean the protagonist's genitals before oral sex.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Telepathy:** It's an accepted ability in this world, allowing characters to read each other's thoughts.\n2. **Role Reversal:** Women often dominate in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n3. **Sexual Morality:** Societal norms around sex and relationships differ significantly from those in our world.\n4. **Biological Differences:** There's no indication of any biological differences between men and women in this world that would affect their sexual behavior or preferences.\n5. **Societal Expectations:** People in this world seem to expect certain behaviors from others based on gender roles, such as women being more aggressive in pursuing romantic interests.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** Not explicitly described, but it appears to be a modern, urban setting.\n2. **Politics:** No information about political systems or structures is provided.\n3. **Social Hierarchies:** There's an implication of a society where women hold more power and agency in relationships than men do.\n4. **Laws Governing the World:** No specific laws or rules governing this world are mentioned beyond the societal expectations and norms surrounding sex and relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ooo. So let me guess, in your world, all the guys want anal, and all their girlfriends are like, 'it's too tight, that's dirty, they only do that in porn', right?\" There was a grin on her face as she could tell that she was right. \"Anything like worrying about UTIs or anything like that?\"\n\n\"Uh, if you go ass-to-vag,\" I said.\n\n\"Ah, true. Most guys are really concerned their dicks will start burning if they have anal one time,\" she explained. Once more, her tongue flashed out across her lips, this hungry movement that carried so much promise to it. Her fingers trailed along my neck, silently keeping my chin up, my eyes on hers. I idly wondered if she wanted me to touch her back, and she just gave me a disbelieving grin.\n\nMy hand came up to rest on her thigh. It slowly slid upwards, along her thigh, and she just smiled smugly, clearly relishing this situation. \"Then... I guess then we'll have to stop.\"\n\n\"Oh?\" She teased, her hand sliding from under her breasts to my wrist. \"I get not wanting to just switch over to eating pussy or fingering me, especially after presumably fucking my ass into the bed with anal like I've never gotten from a guy, but...\" Her tongue lashed across her lip again. \"Why not wash off afterwards? Go for a round three... and four... and five...\" Each word was accompanied by her leaning that little bit further forward, until she was almost pressing up against my nose. I could smell her breath; she must have used a very nice breath freshener. \"Nice of you to think. Want to guess why? Three guesses, first two don't count.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBefore I could really even consider the question, she tugged me into a hungry kiss, her body pressing against mine as she shifted still further on the desk, until she'd finally just fallen into my lap. Her breasts pressed against my chest, full and bare - she wasn't wearing a bra, I realized, as her tongue slithered around inside my mouth, dutifully finding and playing with my every sensitive spot, moving in a fashion that most brought to mind the idea that she was committing each to memory.\n\nWhen she finally broke the kiss, we were both out of breath, her panting, a faint pink flush to her normally ivory-pale cheeks. \"Now... you can either fuck me really, really quiet in your office, which I'm willing to do if you are, even if it'll drive Mira insane,\" she said, with a flirtatious grin, \"or, I can drag you back to my place and you can 'have your way with me.' That the right way to put it?\"\n\nHuh. I'd never really realized it, but I'd mostly brought girls over to my place. Well, Nora, Xico, and Kate. Not Mira or - fuck me.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe laughed. \"That's the plan. My place is bigger than yours, pretty sure. Plus, I have a few toys that you just might really enjoy...\" Her breath was husky in my ear, promising so much. \"And it's going to deliver, too,\" she whispered.\n\nI could hardly get to her place fast enough.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTsuru's apartment was bigger than mine - I hadn't moved since I'd gotten the new job with the big paycheck, I'd mostly been saving up the first couple months of paychecks, so I'd have a nest egg if things fell through. While there was a certain obvious appeal to the larger size of her apartment, the open spaces and internal second story... well, I liked money more than space, to be honest. Tsuru let out a small laugh at that, the two of us standing in the entryway of her home. She slipped off her shoes and put them next to the door, then actually peeled her socks off as well, pairing them off and just wiggling her toes in the open air.\n\n\"I like the feeling of having my feet bare,\" she said, as if I'd been accusing her of something. \"Now take off your own shoes so I can drag you up to my room and try all these different things you've been thinking about.\"\n\n\"You mentioned toys,\" I said, as I took off my shoes. \"Anything good?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Flavored lube, cuffs, gags, animal ears- I guess I'll be the one wearing them this time, huh. Anyway,\" she said, shaking her head, \"fleshlights, vibrating fleshlights, bullet vibes, uh, if you're into those?\" She asked, and I was honestly briefly confused by why she'd think I wasn't. She let out a tiny laugh. \"Ah, right, that makes sense. Oh. Are dildos hot, where you come from?\"\n\n\"Sometimes.\" Not really something I'd ever found very appealing. \"But, honestly - let's get the lube and try a titfuck.\"\n\n\"Can do, Roger,\" she said, taking me by the hand and pulling me along with her to her bedroom, pausing before the bed as she started to undress. \"You want to be on top, or should I? Never done a titfuck before, but it seems like it'd be easier with the guy on top?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Uh, yeah, I think?\" I was rather unfocused, staring as her chest came to light, her bare breasts soon exposed. Her skin was pale to the point of extremity, making her look almost like a marble statue; one of the big points against that perception was her breasts, which were large and hefty enough to have plenty of visible veins trailing along them, the blue coloration adding so much flavor to the appearance. When my eyes slid back up to hers, she was grinning, almost triumphant, and peeled her way out of her skirt and panties scant moments later, practically bouncing on her heels once she was free, making her fantastic tits bounce too.\n\n\"Stare all you like,\" she said, \"but I'd like the chance to stare too. Girls are visual, you know? We love staring at bare chests and hard cocks... at least in this world,\" she said. She stepped towards me a moment later. \"Actually... I bet you'd love to get undressed, wouldn't you?\"\n\n\"Yes, I would,\" I agreed, and she let out a small laugh, tilting her head to start licking at my neck as her fingers diligently undid my buttoned up shirt. Once it was open, her hands simply slid along my bare chest, hungrily feeling me up, her lips still there. I wondered if she could see it, enjoy what she was touching that way, and she quietly shook her head as she nibbled on my throat, sashaying her hair from side to side. \"My pants, too.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's always nice to hear,\" she said, as she shifted her weight, kissing at my sternum as she leaned a bit down, fingers undoing my belt, my button, my zipper. \"A man getting used to asking for what he wants. Just saying it out loud. Sexy as hell. I guess it's not hard to understand for you, right? I know either way and it still gets me hot, hearing a guy like you-\" my cock was finally slipped free, her fingers gently wrapping around it as my underwear and pants wound up sliding down my legs to my ankles, \"-say things like that. Just hearing your thoughts can't compare.\" She gave my pecs both quick, affectionate pets, then hopped back and laid down on the bed. \"I've never done this before, so walk me through it.\"\n\n\"Well, first I need lube,\" I said, glancing around her room for any signs of it. She flushed with color at that, her eyes getting wide and hopping back to her feet before I could check her closet.\n\n\"Let me get it, sorry. Like I said, never done it before,\" she said. She pulled her closet open just a bit, reached up for the shelf at the top, hand groping for a moment before she pulled off a pink bottle which declared its flavor to be strawberry. Based on personal experience, I was dubious it was entirely accurate in its labeling, and she let out a laugh. \"Trust me, I taste test them. It's strawberry.\" She slid the closet shut and danced back over to the bed, lying down and placing the lube bottle at the side. \"Now, I'm just an- oh, wait, hang on,\" she said, smiling, wiggling in place. She closed her eyes for just a moment, then flicking them back open with this faux-innocent look. \"A titfuck? I've never done one of those before. Are you sure I'll be big enough to manage it?\" She asked, hefting up her breasts in either hand, fluttering her eyelashes my way.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Tsuru:** \n - Appearance: Tsuru has vivid red irises, no pigmentation, making them exceptionally striking. Her body is described as beautiful and pale, with a curvaceous physique.\n - Personality: Tsuru seems confident, playful, and open-minded when discussing sex and relationships. She appears to enjoy teasing and pushing boundaries.\n - Special Abilities: Tsuru can read minds, allowing her to understand a person's thoughts and desires.\n - Relationships: Tsuru is comfortable pursuing romantic interests, as seen with the protagonist. She also mentions having friends like Mira and Xico.\n\n2. **The Protagonist (Roger):**\n - Appearance: The protagonist's appearance isn't explicitly described in detail, but he's mentioned to have a ruddy tone compared to Tsuru's extreme pallor.\n - Personality: He seems to be open-minded and willing to explore new experiences, especially when it comes to sex and relationships.\n - Special Abilities: The protagonist has superpowers, which aren't fully explained in the story.\n - Relationships: The protagonist is shown to be interested in women, including Tsuru, Nora, Xico, Kate, and Mira.\n\n3. **Mira:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Mira is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Mira is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's, and the protagonist has had sex with her.\n\n4. **Xico:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Xico seems to be someone who understands the concept of maledom and domme dynamics but doesn't quite grasp their implications.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Xico is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and seems to be aware of the protagonist's abilities.\n\n5. **Kate:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Kate is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Kate is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n6. **Nora:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Nora is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Nora is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n7. **Priscilla:**\n - Appearance: Priscilla is described as having dark skin.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Priscilla is someone the protagonist has had sex with in the past.\n\n8. **A Japanese girl (friend of Tsuru's):**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: This character is implied to be bi and attracted to people who are attracted to her.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: This character is a friend of Tsuru's and agrees to participate in a threesome with Tsuru and the protagonist.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Telepathy:** Characters in this world seem to possess telepathic abilities, allowing them to read each other's thoughts.\n- **Role Reversal:** In this world, women often take on dominant roles in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n- **Sexual Morality:** The story implies that the societal norms around sex and relationships are different in this world compared to our own.\n- **Confidence and Open-Mindedness:** Characters like Tsuru and the protagonist appear to be confident and open-minded when it comes to exploring new experiences, especially in the realm of sex and relationships.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Lube:** A pink bottle labeled strawberry flavor is used for lubrication during sex acts.\n2. **Cuffs:** Mentioned as one of Tsuru's toys.\n3. **Gags:** Also part of Tsuru's collection of sex toys.\n4. **Animal Ears:** Another toy Tsuru owns, which she suggests wearing herself.\n5. **Fleshlights:** Vibration-enabled sex toys used by Tsuru.\n6. **Bullet Vibes:** Similar to fleshlights, these are also part of Tsuru's collection.\n7. **Dildos:** While not explicitly stated as being appealing to the protagonist, they're discussed as something that might be interesting to him.\n8. **Body Wash:** Used to clean the protagonist's genitals before oral sex.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Telepathy:** It's an accepted ability in this world, allowing characters to read each other's thoughts.\n2. **Role Reversal:** Women often dominate in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n3. **Sexual Morality:** Societal norms around sex and relationships differ significantly from those in our world.\n4. **Biological Differences:** There's no indication of any biological differences between men and women in this world that would affect their sexual behavior or preferences.\n5. **Societal Expectations:** People in this world seem to expect certain behaviors from others based on gender roles, such as women being more aggressive in pursuing romantic interests.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** Not explicitly described, but it appears to be a modern, urban setting.\n2. **Politics:** No information about political systems or structures is provided.\n3. **Social Hierarchies:** There's an implication of a society where women hold more power and agency in relationships than men do.\n4. **Laws Governing the World:** No specific laws or rules governing this world are mentioned beyond the societal expectations and norms surrounding sex and relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You'll be big enough,\" I promised. If I hadn't been hard as hell before, that would have pushed me over the edge. I hopped onto the bed, straddling her naked body, reaching for the lube and slathering her tits with it. It actually gave me a really good excuse to start rubbing and groping the soft flesh, sliding my hands in between the warm flesh, enjoying watching the ivory pale skin turn pink with the rubbed-in lube. It almost made it look like she was blushing all the way down to her breasts, and she just smiled up at me. Once her tits were lathered up enough, I slid up on her body, my cock sliding in between her breasts in the process.\n\n\"So now I push my tits together, right?\" This wasn't the faux-innocent of earlier, this was actual, genuine innocence, having never done a titfuck, and somehow that was a thousand times sexier. The cocky, brash, confident Tsuru - \"Stop, I'll get a big head,\" she chimed in - having absolutely no idea about this particular sex act.\n\n\"Yeah, you just squeeze them tight around my cock,\" I said, and I groaned a bit as her warmth enveloped me, her fingers squishing her own breasts around my cock, practically vanishing into the soft flesh. It looked absolutely insanely hot, and my cock twitched as I stared down at the lewd sight before me, her breaths shallow, washing over my dick as she intensified and then let up the pressure again and again. Where with Priscilla I had been contrasting her dark skin to my light, here the effect was inverted, the extreme pallor of her skin tone seeming all the more sexy when compared to my own ruddier tone. My cockhead popped out from the top of her tits, and she uncertainly leaned forward, gathering certainty as she saw my reaction, wrapping her lips around the tip of my cock.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe titfuck itself was inexperienced, uncertain. Trying things out with very little guidance from me other than the reactions. That was hot, seeing her figuring things out, watching her think of - then try - to press her tits up and down my length rather than waiting on me to start pumping away.\n\nBut, once my dick was actually in her mouth, she had a whole wealth of experience to draw on. She suckled wetly as her tongue flicked against my slit, blood red eyes staring up at me, naked lust in her features as she worked me over. I just groaned in pleasure at the sensation, my hands reaching down for her, one brushing through her silken soft platinum blonde hair, the other gently teasing and squeezing her nipple. She just hummed pleasantly at that, her eyes looking up at me, almost mirthful.\n\nAt that point, I finally started to gently pump my hips back and forth, enjoying the quirk of her eyebrows as she realized that was part of a titfuck too, it wasn't all the girl doing things. If she was offended by that thought, she didn't show it - instead, she simply kept on licking at my dick, keeping her mouth wide open when it slid far enough into the valley of her breasts that she couldn't suck on it any longer. Her tongue waggled invitingly, and she must have felt how sexy I found that, because she started doing it literally every time my dick wasn't in her mouth, as I started to get into the rhythm of it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Fuck, that's good,\" I said, sighing as I kept on pumping between her lubed up tits, the warmth and squishiness like a kind of extra hole, enveloping me as she tightened her grip even further, fingers just digging in, leaving pink marks of discoloration as she worked.\n\nShe suddenly started talking, though she actually didn't move her mouth, pausing each time my dick got far enough forward to interrupt her speech. \"I had a - mm - thought, about this. Can't I - mmmhmmm - push my tits together with my forearms - mmf - or does that -\" this time, she just sucked hard on my cock, cheeks hollowing lewdly as she stared up at me, \"- not work?\"\n\n\"I think it works, yeah,\" I breathed, and for just a moment I lost the wonderful pressure of her hands around her breasts - then her forearms were pushing them tightly around my dick. The pressure was subtly different, but very nice, and her hands were up near her head in this position, as she gave me a cocky, brash look, my dick currently lodged past her lips.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI realized what she was going for when her eyes rolled up and her fingers turned into paired victory signs, an absolutely ridiculous and obviously fake expression of lust and ecstasy, but nevertheless an intensely erotic one.\n\n\"Fuck,\" I breathed, grabbing the back of her head, pulling it up a bit further, pushing her closer to her tits as I just rammed away. The wet sounds of my repeated penetration of her wide-open lips were pleasant to the ears, as was the way she somehow managed to have that stupid look on her face every time my cock was out of her mouth. When I finally did come, spraying it all over the inside of her mouth, she just hummed and swallowed around my dick, taking it all down into her throat with a few brisk movements.\n\nShe only lost that face when she was completely spent, popping off my dick and letting her arms fall slack, leaving my dick simply laying across her sternum, a faint pink hue to her cheeks. \"That was pretty fun,\" she said, grinning. \"Next time I have a boyfriend, might just do that for them. What do you think?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"It's nice, definitely,\" I breathed out, still recovering. \"I don't know, it might be called something different here, because I couldn't find any video of it. And I don't really remember pec-jilling being a thing, back in my world. So, only if he's a freak in bed.\"\n\n\"The kind of guy who gets off on being choked?\" She licked her lips at that, though I definitely did not get off on getting choked. She let out a laugh and rolled her eyes. \"I'm not going to do that to you, obviously. Now, you want to be on top for the anal, right?\" The thought came to mind that she might think that since, presumably, the less-interested party would be the one to set the pace, but I wasn't so sure I was the less-interested party here. She let out a laugh at that. \"Don't worry. I've gotten fucked real hard up the ass.\" I got off her stomach and reached for the lube, and she was quickly on her knees and elbows, wiggling her ass invitingly up at me, glancing over her shoulder at me. I squirted the lube down on her ass, letting it follow the lines of her body. It seemed particularly clean, and she was incredibly well-shaved down there, I noticed. \"Gotta be considerate if somebody's going to be down there,\" she told me.\n\n\"Yeah,\" I agreed, not thinking much more of it. I slathered my own dick in lube, jerked it off a few times to really rub the stuff in, then pressed my cock up against her puckered rosebud. \"Here goes,\" I breathed, before starting to push my cock further and further into her asshole. She let out a hot few pants as she wiggled beneath me, fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her; I, on the other hand, just filled her up in a long couple minutes, relishing the experience of it, the feeling of her tight asshole wrapped around my dick. It was exquisitely tight, and as I got deeper, she started to work with me, actively gripping my dick and then relaxing, making me just gasp in pleasure.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt took maybe ten seconds for me to get all the way to the base inside her, but it felt like a very pleasant eternity. Once I was fully buried inside her, she wasted no time at all. \"Fuck, that's good. Been too long since I had an actual cock in my ass. Now actually fuck me,\" she said, glancing back up over her shoulder at me and grinning.\n\nI started to peel out, then, trying to move faster; this time, it was maybe three seconds before just my cockhead was past her ass, her puckered rosebud faintly squeezing and gripping my dick. Then I pushed forward once more, filling her up in another three seconds, and she let out a faint groan. \"Come on. Faster than that, boy. Would you want a girl to fuck your cock that slow?\" There was actually just a trace of frustration. I guess she really wasn't lying about hard ass-fucking. \"I definitely fucking wasn't. Just ram away.\"\n\nI slid my hands up to her hips, once more her pale skin contrasting lewdly with her own pallor - and then I started to fuck her about as hard as I could go. It wasn't quite the max pace, but when she caught that stray thought, \"Go as hard as you want! Fuck!\" and I was pounding away. She panted on the bed beneath me, fingers clamping up around the bed sheets beneath her, her silvery hair flowing around her features as she leaned forward and enjoyed herself.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Tsuru:** \n - Appearance: Tsuru has vivid red irises, no pigmentation, making them exceptionally striking. Her body is described as beautiful and pale, with a curvaceous physique.\n - Personality: Tsuru seems confident, playful, and open-minded when discussing sex and relationships. She appears to enjoy teasing and pushing boundaries.\n - Special Abilities: Tsuru can read minds, allowing her to understand a person's thoughts and desires.\n - Relationships: Tsuru is comfortable pursuing romantic interests, as seen with the protagonist. She also mentions having friends like Mira and Xico.\n\n2. **The Protagonist (Roger):**\n - Appearance: The protagonist's appearance isn't explicitly described in detail, but he's mentioned to have a ruddy tone compared to Tsuru's extreme pallor.\n - Personality: He seems to be open-minded and willing to explore new experiences, especially when it comes to sex and relationships.\n - Special Abilities: The protagonist has superpowers, which aren't fully explained in the story.\n - Relationships: The protagonist is shown to be interested in women, including Tsuru, Nora, Xico, Kate, and Mira.\n\n3. **Mira:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Mira is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Mira is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's, and the protagonist has had sex with her.\n\n4. **Xico:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Xico seems to be someone who understands the concept of maledom and domme dynamics but doesn't quite grasp their implications.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Xico is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and seems to be aware of the protagonist's abilities.\n\n5. **Kate:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Kate is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Kate is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n6. **Nora:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Nora is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Nora is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n7. **Priscilla:**\n - Appearance: Priscilla is described as having dark skin.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Priscilla is someone the protagonist has had sex with in the past.\n\n8. **A Japanese girl (friend of Tsuru's):**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: This character is implied to be bi and attracted to people who are attracted to her.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: This character is a friend of Tsuru's and agrees to participate in a threesome with Tsuru and the protagonist.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Telepathy:** Characters in this world seem to possess telepathic abilities, allowing them to read each other's thoughts.\n- **Role Reversal:** In this world, women often take on dominant roles in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n- **Sexual Morality:** The story implies that the societal norms around sex and relationships are different in this world compared to our own.\n- **Confidence and Open-Mindedness:** Characters like Tsuru and the protagonist appear to be confident and open-minded when it comes to exploring new experiences, especially in the realm of sex and relationships.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Lube:** A pink bottle labeled strawberry flavor is used for lubrication during sex acts.\n2. **Cuffs:** Mentioned as one of Tsuru's toys.\n3. **Gags:** Also part of Tsuru's collection of sex toys.\n4. **Animal Ears:** Another toy Tsuru owns, which she suggests wearing herself.\n5. **Fleshlights:** Vibration-enabled sex toys used by Tsuru.\n6. **Bullet Vibes:** Similar to fleshlights, these are also part of Tsuru's collection.\n7. **Dildos:** While not explicitly stated as being appealing to the protagonist, they're discussed as something that might be interesting to him.\n8. **Body Wash:** Used to clean the protagonist's genitals before oral sex.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Telepathy:** It's an accepted ability in this world, allowing characters to read each other's thoughts.\n2. **Role Reversal:** Women often dominate in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n3. **Sexual Morality:** Societal norms around sex and relationships differ significantly from those in our world.\n4. **Biological Differences:** There's no indication of any biological differences between men and women in this world that would affect their sexual behavior or preferences.\n5. **Societal Expectations:** People in this world seem to expect certain behaviors from others based on gender roles, such as women being more aggressive in pursuing romantic interests.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** Not explicitly described, but it appears to be a modern, urban setting.\n2. **Politics:** No information about political systems or structures is provided.\n3. **Social Hierarchies:** There's an implication of a society where women hold more power and agency in relationships than men do.\n4. **Laws Governing the World:** No specific laws or rules governing this world are mentioned beyond the societal expectations and norms surrounding sex and relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI was definitely enjoying myself, too. The view was great: flawless pale skin, a full, round ass, and skin that slowly grew pink with heat beneath me, the woman in question tensing and relaxing beneath me again and again. Wet noises escaped her throat occasionally, music to my ears - though, after having thought that, I noticed they became a bit more frequent. A muscular, full ass for me to grope and play with. And, of course, a tight sphincter, constantly squeezing my dick with each passing stroke. \"Fuck,\" I grunted out. \"You are hot. No, this whole thing is hot. I fucking love it. It's really nice, the way you get it. Feels like I can open up for the first time,\" I told her, as I leaned further forward to get a better angle, my hands sliding up to her breasts. \"Makes me want to tell other girls, just to-\"\n\nShe came, then, interrupting me as her ass clamped down hard on my cock. I groaned, twitching as I simply bottomed out inside her, enjoying the massage. Her own mouth let out this lewd groan, her head tilting back a little, her long silvery hair obscuring much of her features from me, the angle hiding the rest. I grabbed her hair, slicked it behind one shoulder, and then twisted her around so our mouths met one another, her tongue flapping wetly in my mouth. Our bodies were one, for a long, lovely moment - then her orgasm ended, her tongue started to twist and twine inside my mouth, and my hips began to buck again, fucking away at her tight ass as we kissed like that.\n\nMy pace inside her never slowed significantly, because every time it did, she started pushing back against me - it was a tentative emotion for maybe one stroke, but when she felt my intense, positive response, she'd always start just ramming her ass into my hips, panting and gasping into my mouth. Saliva mixed between our mouths where they met; when we pulled away from one another, there'd always be a bit of drool that splattered down onto the bed beneath us. She came twice more before I orgasmed for the first time, but my dick was still hard, and she didn't want to let up, not until we were both spent to our maximum.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI didn't want to let up either, so I went right back to fucking her, enjoying that precious, lovely, beautiful moment when her arms finally gave out and her shoulders wound up pressed against the bed. I have to confess, I used my powers to manipulate the pace a bit, making it seem slower and more drawn out for me when I got close, while keeping - or even increasing - the pace inside her. If she noticed my thoughts distort alongside my perception of time, she didn't seem to care, just groaning each time she came, her hands balling up into fists.\n\nBy the end of things, she'd come eleven times to my three, from the anal alone. I finally pulled out, admiring her warm, sweat-slick skin, the way she laid in the bed, panting and gasping for breath, looking like a genuine mess. I went to the adjoining bathroom. She had a big tub, this nice round thing, and I started running water. I watched it rise for maybe a minute, and guessed at a rough calculation it'd take ten, fifteen minutes to fill, so I went back to where Tsuru lay.\n\nShe'd rolled over onto her back, and she looked like a beautiful mess, stained with sweat, her cheeks warm, her eyes meeting mine and just grinning, her gaze going down to my (actually somehow still hard) cock. Her tongue flashed across her lips, and she smiled at me. \"Fuck. That was a good ass-fucking, yeah. Best I've ever gotten from a guy.\" She glanced past me to the tub. \"I'm gonna lie here for a bit,\" she said, \"I'll get up when the water's full.\" She sounded almost bratty as she said it, but only in an endearing way. She just smiled lightly at that, rolling her shoulders and settling into the bed. \"I'm very endearing. Everybody tells me that.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Why do I get the feeling you're lying?\" I asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed. My own legs were a tad wobbly too, from fucking her so long and hard, no matter what condition my metabolism was in.\n\n\"No idea,\" she replied, closing her eyes and just breathing through her nose. Her naked body looked very, very nice. Particularly with the areas of pink it now showed, a mix from my previous too-rough groping - \"It was fine\" - and the lube. Like I'd gone in and splashed paint on a marble statue. \"Fuck, you're exactly as horny as- as women,\" she said, with a little laugh as she completed the thought. Her eyes flicked open. \"So, what are you thinking in the tub? A little quicky blowjob where I bob up and down above the water line? Maybe proper sex, your cock vanishing in my pussy? Thighjob, tease the fuck out of me? Or would that be me teasing you?\" She asked. \"Can't be me teasing you, no, since you actually can come like that. Well, I guess if there's clitoral stimulation...\"\n\n\"Let's just say it's teasing and leave it at that,\" I said. \"But it's viewed as teasing the guy, yeah. So close, yet so far.\" She smiled, then quirked an eyebrow, clearly asking me what I wanted to do. \"I'm feeling lazy after coming four times. Just do whatever you want, but don't expect me to help.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"As long as you're not a dead fish, you'll be fine.\" She rose from the bed then, starting to stretch. \"Come on, you're getting in the tub first,\" she said.\n\nOnce she had me actually in the tub, she just leaned over the side, not even getting in herself. Her fingers reached for my cock, softly stroking it, her red eyes staring directly into mine as her fingers gingerly slid up and down my length. Her tongue swished along her lips hungrily as she stared at me, then her other hand grabbed the body wash, squeezing it out and rubbing it into my dick all over. She barely ever broke eye contact, and that made it all the better, all the sexier, the way her hands would grip and squeeze, the way her lips would smile up at me all the while.\n\nShe brought up water over it, letting it rain down, smearing and clearing away the body wash she'd used to clean off my dick. She leaned forward then, her nose cutely crinkling for a moment as she sniffed me - then she wrapped her lips around my tip, and showed off those incredible blowjob skills of hers. The position was gorgeous too; her body leaned over the tub, her breasts hanging low, seeming exaggeratedly large as the nipples just barely brushed against the surface of the water. One of her hands reached down for my dick, softly stroking it, sliding up and down my length as she glanced up at me out of the corner of her eyes. My hand went for her hair, tucking it behind her shoulder, letting me get a full view of her face in profile as she bobbed on my cock.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThen she slid all the way down my length in a swift movement. I groaned, and her face banished beneath the water line, her hair splaying out around her lewdly as she choked herself on my cock in more ways than one. Her whole body was bent at an awkward, beautiful angle, but what was really amazing was her mouth and tongue, the way they sucked and slurped, warm bathwater entering her mouth and adding to the intensity of the blowjob.\n\nShe really held herself down there, too. The occasional bubble that popped up, the way she constantly moved her tongue, the way she suckled and sucked, swallowing around my dick, her ass occasionally bouncing with excited energy, those were really the only way I was certain she hadn't simply passed out, because her face was in my groin for an incredibly long period of time. Long enough that I had to assume she was a swimmer or something, because fuck did it take forever. When she finally peeled off, she barely even seemed to need to catch her breath, just sucking in a few quick breaths before diving right back down, practically smothering herself in my groin.\n\nIt took very little of that for me to come, letting go right down her throat, the woman in question happily swallowing every last droplet as it was sprayed into her stomach. When I was completely spent, she peeled up and off with a wet popping noise that ensued, a soft smile on her lips. \"Pay you back for that amazing ass-fucking yet?\" She asked. I let out a little laugh at the ridiculousness of the statement. \"That a no?\" She teased, shifting her weight up into the tub, sliding herself down into my lap, capturing my cock in between my thighs. \"How many times do I have to make you come to make it up to you, I wonder?\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Tsuru:** \n - Appearance: Tsuru has vivid red irises, no pigmentation, making them exceptionally striking. Her body is described as beautiful and pale, with a curvaceous physique.\n - Personality: Tsuru seems confident, playful, and open-minded when discussing sex and relationships. She appears to enjoy teasing and pushing boundaries.\n - Special Abilities: Tsuru can read minds, allowing her to understand a person's thoughts and desires.\n - Relationships: Tsuru is comfortable pursuing romantic interests, as seen with the protagonist. She also mentions having friends like Mira and Xico.\n\n2. **The Protagonist (Roger):**\n - Appearance: The protagonist's appearance isn't explicitly described in detail, but he's mentioned to have a ruddy tone compared to Tsuru's extreme pallor.\n - Personality: He seems to be open-minded and willing to explore new experiences, especially when it comes to sex and relationships.\n - Special Abilities: The protagonist has superpowers, which aren't fully explained in the story.\n - Relationships: The protagonist is shown to be interested in women, including Tsuru, Nora, Xico, Kate, and Mira.\n\n3. **Mira:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Mira is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Mira is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's, and the protagonist has had sex with her.\n\n4. **Xico:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Xico seems to be someone who understands the concept of maledom and domme dynamics but doesn't quite grasp their implications.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Xico is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and seems to be aware of the protagonist's abilities.\n\n5. **Kate:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Kate is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Kate is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n6. **Nora:**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Nora is implied to be someone the protagonist has had sex with, and Tsuru seems to know her well.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Nora is a friend or acquaintance of Tsuru's and the protagonist.\n\n7. **Priscilla:**\n - Appearance: Priscilla is described as having dark skin.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Priscilla is someone the protagonist has had sex with in the past.\n\n8. **A Japanese girl (friend of Tsuru's):**\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: This character is implied to be bi and attracted to people who are attracted to her.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: This character is a friend of Tsuru's and agrees to participate in a threesome with Tsuru and the protagonist.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- **Telepathy:** Characters in this world seem to possess telepathic abilities, allowing them to read each other's thoughts.\n- **Role Reversal:** In this world, women often take on dominant roles in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n- **Sexual Morality:** The story implies that the societal norms around sex and relationships are different in this world compared to our own.\n- **Confidence and Open-Mindedness:** Characters like Tsuru and the protagonist appear to be confident and open-minded when it comes to exploring new experiences, especially in the realm of sex and relationships.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Lube:** A pink bottle labeled strawberry flavor is used for lubrication during sex acts.\n2. **Cuffs:** Mentioned as one of Tsuru's toys.\n3. **Gags:** Also part of Tsuru's collection of sex toys.\n4. **Animal Ears:** Another toy Tsuru owns, which she suggests wearing herself.\n5. **Fleshlights:** Vibration-enabled sex toys used by Tsuru.\n6. **Bullet Vibes:** Similar to fleshlights, these are also part of Tsuru's collection.\n7. **Dildos:** While not explicitly stated as being appealing to the protagonist, they're discussed as something that might be interesting to him.\n8. **Body Wash:** Used to clean the protagonist's genitals before oral sex.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Telepathy:** It's an accepted ability in this world, allowing characters to read each other's thoughts.\n2. **Role Reversal:** Women often dominate in relationships, while men are expected to be submissive.\n3. **Sexual Morality:** Societal norms around sex and relationships differ significantly from those in our world.\n4. **Biological Differences:** There's no indication of any biological differences between men and women in this world that would affect their sexual behavior or preferences.\n5. **Societal Expectations:** People in this world seem to expect certain behaviors from others based on gender roles, such as women being more aggressive in pursuing romantic interests.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** Not explicitly described, but it appears to be a modern, urban setting.\n2. **Politics:** No information about political systems or structures is provided.\n3. **Social Hierarchies:** There's an implication of a society where women hold more power and agency in relationships than men do.\n4. **Laws Governing the World:** No specific laws or rules governing this world are mentioned beyond the societal expectations and norms surrounding sex and relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"As many as you want,\" I said, as she slid her pussy up and down my dick, faintly teasing the tip of her clit against my cock.\n\n\"This is teasing for you, right? But I bet I can make you come like this,\" she said, one hand going down in between her thighs, carefully grasping and angling the uppermost part of my cock, her palm pressing against my tip, pressing her clit down against my rod. With her other hand, she grabbed my cheek, tilting her head back and directing me into a kiss in that position, her tongue once more finding all my weakpoints as she slid up and down my length.\n\nIt didn't take long for me to come, just spraying it all out of my cock, cum raining down on the tub. She let out a sigh as it did, popping off my lips \"Let's get out of the tub before we get coated in your cum where it drifts in the water,\" she said.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAfter a quick drying, the two of us made our way back to the bed, and she just draped herself across me, full breasts pressing against my chest without a hint of shame in her expression. \"So. Sex in your world. What's it like?\" She asked, fingers trailing along my bare skin.\n\n\"You seem to have a pretty good grasp of it so far,\" I said, making her let out a soft laugh.\n\n\"Sure. I guess I'm asking in America. I mean, in Atlantis, they pretty much expect every girl to have fucked another girl, for example.\" That was a pretty sexy thought, actually. I guess the Greeks had lots of gay sex, didn't they? She shifted her weight, starting to lick my chest, her hand reaching down for my cock, softly jerking me off. \"So, you're into that stuff? Lesbians?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI nodded. \"It's a pretty- it's really fucking common in America.\"\n\n\"Like gay porn in America,\" she said, and I chose not to think about that at all. She let out a little snort at that. \"I'm Japanese, so I never really got the whole obsession. In Japan, that stuff's a fetish.\" I could only shrug in response, at a loss for words, and not just because her hand was on my cock. \"So, if I told you I was bi, you wouldn't be offended or think less of me or worry about STDs or whatever?\"\n\n\"No,\" I said, instantly, without even the slightest hesitation. \"It's actually hot. Are you?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Kinda,\" she said. \"I'm attracted to people who are attracted to me.\"\n\n\"Sounds like a good gig,\" I said, and she let out a laugh at that, kissing my bare chest as her thumb teased my cockhead.\n\n\"Mm, some ways. So you'd want to do something like, watch me eat out another girl for your viewing pleasure? Or she eats me out?\" My cock twitched in her hand, which was an answer she didn't need telepathy to understand. \"I know a girl, and she'd definitely be down for a threesome with you and me,\" she said, kissing her way up my neck. \"I could tell her you're into that kind of thing?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I mean, it'd be like, I fuck you while you eat her out, or I fuck her while she eats you out, if that's okay?\" She nodded. \"Oh fuck, double blowjob?\"\n\nShe giggled at that. \"What's that? I assume you don't mean sucking two cocks at the same time. Well, I guess if she had a strap-on...\"\n\n\"No, it's, you,\" fuck her handjobs were pretty goddamn good. I slowed down time to reduce the sensation, able to simultaneously control the speed at which I spoke. It was pleasantly intense and drawn out, rather than about to make me come. \"You both are kneeling in front of me, licking and sucking and all that, working together to please me.\" Her eyes practically lit up at that, and I could feel her squeeze my dick.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yeah. She'd be into that.\"\n\n\"Double titjob?\"\n\nShe let out a laugh. \"Don't tell her I said this, but her breasts are probably too small for that.\"\n\n\"Fuck. That's fine. Fuck, your hand's really good.\" She just hummed pleasantly against my skin. \"Uhh, you ever do that, rimjob/blowjob combo?\"\n\n\"As long as you make sure to be squeaky clean back there, can't imagine it being a problem,\" she said, smiling as she spoke.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's... I don't know, I might think of something else, but that's the stuff I really want to do in a threesome with two hot lesbians.\"\n\nShe let out a laugh. \"We're both bi. Me more than her, actually. It's pretty much just me that she's attracted to, among womankind.\" I just nodded. As long as I got my dick wet. She laughed again at that, kissing her way up to my lips. \"You have to keep it a secret, though. You can't ever tell anyone. Ever.\" She breathed those words down against my lips, and I quietly nodded.\n\n\"I can keep a secret. I mean, not from Xico, but I assume she knows?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"She knows,\" Tsuru agreed. \"She keeps secrets good, thus you not knowing until right now.\" She teased her pussy at my cock, and then slid me inside of her without any further ado.\n\nWe didn't talk much more that night, just fucked until we were both exhausted and fell asleep in a sweaty mess of a pile.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Mira Stone**: Mira is described as a powerful woman who has taken control of several countries, including Burma. She's intelligent, confident, and highly capable. Her appearance is slim, tall, and athletic. She has long, ruby-red hair that she often styles in pigtails. Mira is also shown to be emotionally vulnerable, particularly regarding the war in Korea and its impact on civilians.\n\n2. **Marie Thérèse Ilunga Précieux**: Marie is Mira's next-of-kin and appears to be a responsible and caring individual. She's dark-skinned, wears glasses, and has large breasts. Marie is intelligent, resourceful, and observant. She seems to be aware of Roger's intentions and is determined to expose him to Mira.\n\n3. **Roger Cooper**: Roger is an accountant from another world who finds himself transported to this reality. He's initially hesitant and unsure of his surroundings but quickly becomes embroiled in Mira's life. Roger is charming, confident, and skilled in various areas, including gaming and seduction. He possesses superhuman abilities, which he uses to enhance his interactions with women.\n\n4. **Kate**: Kate is mentioned as having large breasts, similar to Marie's. However, her character is not fully developed in the provided text.\n\n5. **Lope**: Lope is a fellow gamer and friend of Roger's. He's mentioned as complaining about Roger's gaming skills being too high due to his superpowers.\n\n6. **Priscilla Hart**: Priscilla is a telepathic woman with metahuman powers. She's mentioned as having a \"make the other person feel good\" power, but her character is not further explored in the provided text.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Superhuman Abilities**: Characters like Roger possess extraordinary powers that allow them to perform tasks at accelerated speeds or with enhanced physical capabilities. These abilities are used for both practical purposes (e.g., gaming) and sensual activities (e.g., seduction).\n\n2. **Perception Manipulation**: Some characters can manipulate their perception of time, allowing them to slow it down or speed it up. This ability is demonstrated by Roger when he engages in intimate activities with Mira and Marie.\n\n3. **Metahuman Powers**: Certain individuals, such as Priscilla, possess supernatural abilities that enable them to influence others' emotions or perceptions.\n\n4. **Sensory Enhancement**: Characters like Roger can experience sensory inputs at accelerated rates, making their experiences more intense and pleasurable.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Pervigiline**: Pervigiline is a stimulant drug with a half-life of six hours. Mira takes it to stay awake during critical periods, but it doesn't seem to affect her significantly.\n\n2. **Video Games**: Video games are a popular form of entertainment in this world. They range from strategy games to action titles, and some even involve magical academies with wizards who turn one another into frogs.\n\n3. **Comm Devices**: Comm devices are personal communication tools that allow users to access information, send messages, and record events. Marie uses her comm device to record her interactions with Roger and gather evidence to present to Mira.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The Federation**: The Federation is a global entity that has implemented economic leveling measures, leading to a shortage of men in certain regions. This has created social dynamics where women hold significant power and influence.\n\n2. **Social Hierarchy**: In this world, women are often the dominant figures, while men occupy secondary roles. Men may be seen as inferior or less desirable due to the economic leveling policies.\n\n3. **Magic and Metahumans**: Magic and metahuman powers exist in this world, allowing individuals to develop extraordinary abilities. These powers can be used for various purposes, including combat, seduction, and manipulation.\n\n4. **War and Conflict**: A war is ongoing in Korea, with multiple nations involved. Mira plays a key role in directing military efforts, but her emotional connection to the conflict is evident.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story mentions various locations, including Cambodia, Korea, Burma, and Mong Khet. These places appear to be part of a larger world with diverse geography and cultures.\n\n2. **Politics**: The Federation has implemented economic leveling policies, which have led to significant changes in social dynamics and power structures. Women now hold prominent positions, while men occupy secondary roles.\n\n3. **Technology**: Advanced technology exists in this world, including video games, comm devices, and possibly other forms of technology that facilitate communication and information exchange.\n\nOverall, the story presents a complex and dynamic world with unique social dynamics, advanced technology, and supernatural elements. The characters' interactions and relationships drive the plot forward, revealing insights into their personalities, motivations, and quirks.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMarie was worried about Mira's mental condition, as she sat at the cafe. She'd seen the news coming out of the Second Korean War. She'd helped Mira build the networks of communications, recording, and personal aid that now allowed even a girl sitting in the middle of Cambodia, sipping tea at a cafe, to watch battle footage from the front lines. She didn't even have to call on her security clearance to see it - ordinary soldiers uploaded clips, as artillery rained down on one side or the other, as inch by inch the forces of the PLA took more and more of Korea's soil. The artillery pieces oriented on Seoul had been redistributed to deal with the northern assault, and now America and the South appeared to be gearing up to join in the war too.\n\n\"Liberation\" was how the media cast it. How most people saw it, even.\n\nMira would see it differently, she knew. She'd see every corpse as blood on her hands. It wouldn't stop her from making the decisions she made, but it would still hurt, like a surgeon stranded on a desert island forced to cut off their own leg to save their life. She had security clearance, too. She could see the preliminary reports coming out, the same ones that Mira would be staring at.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe woman was more her mother than her actual mother had been. She didn't hate her biological mother - she'd just never known her. Only a few scattered vague memories of a tall woman towering over her, all dating back to before her sixth birthday - militias had killed her mom in the fighting in Katanga. Her father had been a member of a different militia, and she was pretty sure that her conception was not an affair of love, to put it lightly. She'd never confronted the man. She didn't want to see him. He was now a peaceable civil servant, just stamping driver's licenses somewhere. People were changed by their circumstances, after all.\n\nIn some other world - quite possibly in the other world, the one they'd just made contact with... she probably wasn't even alive. She'd starved to death on the streets. Maybe been stoned as a 'witch', as the Pentecostals sometimes did back before modernization. Been killed, or raped, by one militia or another.\n\nCertainly, there was no Marie Thérèse Ilunga Précieux of note in that world, and it was hard to imagine that she had simply quietly settled down as a village woman carrying jugs of water on her head.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe thoughts felt almost clinical, as she contemplated the probable death. She finished her tea, and what didn't feel clinical was the mental condition of her legal next-of-kin. Of Mira Stone.\n\nThere had been an occasional brief text, but it was obvious Mira was distracted. She should visit her. Make sure she was alright. She'd be allowed to.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI just laid there in the bed, watching with open lust as Mira stripped herself, having closed and locked the door. The armor fell away, revealing a slim, tall body, but what really caused my arousal to spike was when she produced a pair of hair bands, gathering up that long, ruby-red hair of hers into a pair of pigtails. It looked absurd. It was the hairstyle of a young girl, being worn by the most powerful woman in the world, but my cock tented the blanket, and Mira clearly liked the response. \"You really like this hairstyle, hmm?\" She teased, smiling as she approached - and she half-stumbled for a moment. I moved at superspeed when she started to fall, managing to position myself to steady her. \"My hero,\" she said, as I helped, an earnest, completely innocent smile on her lips. It was more like the joking flirtation of somebody on a first date than what I would expect from my Mira.\n\n\"You, uh... drunk?\" I asked. Her behavior was weird, even taking into account that she wasn't my Mira.\n\n\"Tired,\" she responded. \"Stimulants can keep you going for a while, but after forty hours...\" My eyes no doubt visibly widened. \"There are people dying right now, because of a war I ordered. How can I sleep easily like that?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You should take a long break,\" I told her. \"Clear your head. You do still have generals, right? Commanders-in-chief?\" Her expression said she did, but she didn't want to rely on them. \"Micromanaging isn't good strategy.\"\n\nShe sighed at that. \"Something must be done; this is something,\" she said, with a wry smile that said she knew I was right. \"I don't know if I can get to sleep, though. I took some pervigiline two hours ago, it has a half-life of six.\"\n\n\"Do you go to sleep after a good fuck?\" I asked her.\n\nShe let out a laugh at that. \"You're too single-minded,\" she said, a warm smile on her lips. \"But... I do, actually,\" she said, giving me a playful wink.\n\n\"Then just lie down and I'll make you come until you can actually pass out, no matter what drugs you're on.\" Her laugh became more excited, in response - but she soon was lying down on her back, her naked body presented to me. She still had her hair in that absurd pigtail design, and it was unbelievably hot to me. I knew by experience in both these worlds that if I pointed out the fact to her, she would just laugh and undo it. To her, the ridiculousness of her hair was a joke, not a degradation - and to me, that very fact just made it hotter. I got atop her, admiring her smooth, pale skin, and slipped my cock into her tight sex.\n\nShe felt amazing. She was incredibly, intensely tight, her wet warm inner walls soon wrapping around my cock. I groaned in pleasure as I felt her begin to work me over, a grin on her lips - but I had an unfair advantage over her, and no amount of her own sexual skills or giving nature would let her win at the game we were playing. Time slowed down, and my thumb found its way to her clit, beginning to softly circle it, round and around. I knew her sensitive spots from my Mira, and I quickly verified they were the same, as the woman in question soon began to shiver, jerk, and pant hotly, her eyelashes fluttering in what looked like slow motion.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nOf course, with me pounding her pussy at superhumanly pleasant speeds, her clit getting a similarly intense stimulation, it took hardly any time at all for her to come on my cock. Her inner walls gripped and squeezed my dick as I continued to pump inside her. She let out a hot, lewd moan, played out to me in slow motion, as I thrust rapidly inside her. I leaned down over her, grabbing one of those ruby-red pigtails and dragging her up into a kiss. She let out a squeak of surprise, similarly played out in extremely slow motion, even as her legs wrapped around my hips.\n\nI made her come her brains out. Whatever effort I had put into bringing my Mira off, when I was still enjoying playing with her like that, teasing her, making her come despite not wanting to - it was far outweighed by what I inflicted on this Mira, who was utterly willing. Her pale skin was soon slick with sweat, her long pigtails beginning to curl and darken as I rutted inside her. Her whole body bounced on my cock, over and over, her lips parted, some saliva slipping out, splashing down onto the bed beneath us as I went at it. Her fingers tangled up on the sheets, as her eyelashes fluttered in obscenely slow motion, every single frame of her pleasure expressed to me, as orgasm after orgasm hit her.\n\nIt took seven orgasms on her part for me to come for the first time. I tried to drag it out, but she felt too good, and the absolutely obscene show she was giving to me made it utterly impossible for me to hold back any further. (It also, subjectively, felt like twenty or thirty minutes of dealing with her nearly-constantly squeezing tight pussy.) I simply groaned as I exploded inside her, panting in pleasure as I felt another hot load of my cum deposit itself in her waiting sex, and then I gingerly pulled out, ready to tuck her in, fully expecting her to be quite thoroughly defeated.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer arm, instead, looped around my neck. To my eyes, it was a lazy movement of the whole limb, stretching up and out, before flopping forward and around. I let time speed back up. \"-need more than that,\" she panted, her cheeks flush with color, her lips parted as she caught her breath. \"Pervigiline isn't a lightweight drug, slut,\" she said.\n\nI was surprised she called me that. Up until that point, she had avoided that word entirely. As the words finished leaving her lips, I could see that she realized that she had called me something untoward, and she looked about ready to start apologizing - instead, I let time slow back down and began ramming inside her still-wet pussy all over again, cutting off any would-be apologies and instead producing ecstatic moans and cries of pleasure. The arm looped around my neck tightened, pulling me down towards her, burying my face in her modest bust, and her legs tightened and squeezed around my hips, grinding me inside her as best she could. With my finger still on her clit, it took no time at all, in objective terms, for her to come, just squirming and squeezing beneath me.\n\nFor me, it all felt great - but also, I had been getting sucked off by her quite a bit, every time she'd come back to this little love den. I had plenty of endurance. So after making her come a few times, I could feel my ability to keep going being sincerely tested, and allowed time to speed back up. \"Guh, huhm, oh, you're, back,\" she panted out, as my pace slowed atop her, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly, a smile curling up the corner of her lips. \"I can see how you have so many beautiful women crawling over one another to pleasure you,\" she noted, leaning up to kiss my lips fiercely.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Mira Stone**: Mira is described as a powerful woman who has taken control of several countries, including Burma. She's intelligent, confident, and highly capable. Her appearance is slim, tall, and athletic. She has long, ruby-red hair that she often styles in pigtails. Mira is also shown to be emotionally vulnerable, particularly regarding the war in Korea and its impact on civilians.\n\n2. **Marie Thérèse Ilunga Précieux**: Marie is Mira's next-of-kin and appears to be a responsible and caring individual. She's dark-skinned, wears glasses, and has large breasts. Marie is intelligent, resourceful, and observant. She seems to be aware of Roger's intentions and is determined to expose him to Mira.\n\n3. **Roger Cooper**: Roger is an accountant from another world who finds himself transported to this reality. He's initially hesitant and unsure of his surroundings but quickly becomes embroiled in Mira's life. Roger is charming, confident, and skilled in various areas, including gaming and seduction. He possesses superhuman abilities, which he uses to enhance his interactions with women.\n\n4. **Kate**: Kate is mentioned as having large breasts, similar to Marie's. However, her character is not fully developed in the provided text.\n\n5. **Lope**: Lope is a fellow gamer and friend of Roger's. He's mentioned as complaining about Roger's gaming skills being too high due to his superpowers.\n\n6. **Priscilla Hart**: Priscilla is a telepathic woman with metahuman powers. She's mentioned as having a \"make the other person feel good\" power, but her character is not further explored in the provided text.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Superhuman Abilities**: Characters like Roger possess extraordinary powers that allow them to perform tasks at accelerated speeds or with enhanced physical capabilities. These abilities are used for both practical purposes (e.g., gaming) and sensual activities (e.g., seduction).\n\n2. **Perception Manipulation**: Some characters can manipulate their perception of time, allowing them to slow it down or speed it up. This ability is demonstrated by Roger when he engages in intimate activities with Mira and Marie.\n\n3. **Metahuman Powers**: Certain individuals, such as Priscilla, possess supernatural abilities that enable them to influence others' emotions or perceptions.\n\n4. **Sensory Enhancement**: Characters like Roger can experience sensory inputs at accelerated rates, making their experiences more intense and pleasurable.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Pervigiline**: Pervigiline is a stimulant drug with a half-life of six hours. Mira takes it to stay awake during critical periods, but it doesn't seem to affect her significantly.\n\n2. **Video Games**: Video games are a popular form of entertainment in this world. They range from strategy games to action titles, and some even involve magical academies with wizards who turn one another into frogs.\n\n3. **Comm Devices**: Comm devices are personal communication tools that allow users to access information, send messages, and record events. Marie uses her comm device to record her interactions with Roger and gather evidence to present to Mira.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The Federation**: The Federation is a global entity that has implemented economic leveling measures, leading to a shortage of men in certain regions. This has created social dynamics where women hold significant power and influence.\n\n2. **Social Hierarchy**: In this world, women are often the dominant figures, while men occupy secondary roles. Men may be seen as inferior or less desirable due to the economic leveling policies.\n\n3. **Magic and Metahumans**: Magic and metahuman powers exist in this world, allowing individuals to develop extraordinary abilities. These powers can be used for various purposes, including combat, seduction, and manipulation.\n\n4. **War and Conflict**: A war is ongoing in Korea, with multiple nations involved. Mira plays a key role in directing military efforts, but her emotional connection to the conflict is evident.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story mentions various locations, including Cambodia, Korea, Burma, and Mong Khet. These places appear to be part of a larger world with diverse geography and cultures.\n\n2. **Politics**: The Federation has implemented economic leveling policies, which have led to significant changes in social dynamics and power structures. Women now hold prominent positions, while men occupy secondary roles.\n\n3. **Technology**: Advanced technology exists in this world, including video games, comm devices, and possibly other forms of technology that facilitate communication and information exchange.\n\nOverall, the story presents a complex and dynamic world with unique social dynamics, advanced technology, and supernatural elements. The characters' interactions and relationships drive the plot forward, revealing insights into their personalities, motivations, and quirks.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe tasted wonderful, despite all the cocksucking she'd been doing earlier. I didn't know if it was some gum or magic item or what, but I didn't care. I grunted into her mouth, continuing to play with her clit, making her squirm - and when she broke off for breath, I spoke. \"Can I, ah, dirty talk in superspeed? You won't be able to understand me, and I don't want you listen to it with the speed adjusted - but it'll make me feel better.\"\n\n\"Go for it, cutie,\" she told me, a cocky little grin on her lips, and I let time slow down once more, beginning to pound inside her.\n\n\"Look at you,\" I grunted out, my cock throbbing and pulsing with raw desire, as she took thrust after thrust. \"You're pretty much queen of the world, Mira, and right now you look like a horny schoolgirl getting fucked on my cock,\" I groaned out, and she just took it - maybe even nodding along to whatever I was saying, which made it sexier. \"Genius, world leader, and hot young schoolgirl squirming on my dick, fuck,\" I breathed out, already losing control of myself, desperately wanting to come. I leaned down, sucking on her neck to give myself a moment's time, my finger playing with her clit as I frantically pounded away at her pussy all the while, her legs kicking at the air behind the two of us.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe came many, many more times in that position. My mouth spat out whatever I felt like, and with such an absolutely wonderful blank canvas as 'Hollywood actress good looks, queen of the world, currently with her hairs in a pigtail design,' I had plenty of material. I came inside her three more times, and there's no way that I would have been able to keep going for as long as I did without the dirty talk. I called her a hot little slut, my obedient bitch, just about everything. Every sadistic tendency I'd ever held or hidden was allowed out in that hour or so of subjective time, as she obliviously nodded along to them all, coming her brains out all the while.\n\nWhen I came for the fourth time inside her, though, I ran out of juice. My cock began to flag, as time sped back up, but she just let herself fall limp beneath me, panting heavily, eyes lidding - and then, at last, she passed out.\n\nHer arm was still wrapped around my neck, though. I decided it would probably be unduo to pull away, and I was pretty fucking tired myself, so I let myself pass out atop her, simply slumping down on her gorgeous naked body.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nOutside that room, the last war in this world's history raged at Mira's behest. Inside it, we were a naked tangle of bodies.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nGiven how long Mira had been up, it wasn't a surprise that I got up before her. She looked serene lying there, her eyes closed, her red hair tangled up. I glanced at my watch - I'd been asleep for a good seven hours. She didn't want to let me go, but I managed to slip out of her grasp anyway, tumbling up to my feet and taking a shower. She remained a human-shaped log even when I emerged from the shower, and she looked just so... cute, lying there, her hair in a pair of pigtails, that when I sat down to play some video games on the comm, I muted them and let her use my thighs as a pillow. (I had, at least, the sense to put on my underwear, so that my dick wouldn't wind up smacking her face a bunch in her sleep.)\n\nI'd been playing this interesting little indie strategy game thing - this universe seemed to have about ten times the number of video games as the last one, for whatever reason - where you tried to micromanage a magical academy even as your wizards kept turning one another into frogs, when the door clicked unlocked. I let time slow down, quietly tucked Mira's naked body under the blankets properly (rather than leave her open to whoever saw her) and hurriedly moved to start getting dressed to greet whoever it was.\n\nI had pants on, and a shirt in my hands, by the time the door opened, revealing a dark-skinned young woman with huge round glasses, long curly dark hair, and gorgeous big tits. I had halfway gotten used to thinking of 'obviously-African person means somebody under Mira's personal direction.' We were in the middle of Burma, after all, but Mira seemed to surround herself with dark-skinned soldiers from the Congo.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhoever she was, though, she wasn't dressed in a military uniform, or a suit, so I figured she wasn't necessarily in the chain of command, but that didn't mean I had any better an idea of who she was. Her gaze went to my chest, her eyes wide, before she hurriedly glanced away, searching the room for Mira.\n\nMira was still sleeping, hair in pigtails, an empty-headed smile on her lips. I was now wearing a shirt. \"Hello?\" I prompted her. \"Uhm. Who are you, sorry?\"\n\nShe looked back at me, her nose crinkling. \"I'm Director Stone's next of kin,\" she said, her voice sharp, albeit with more than a trace of an accent. \"And you are?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Uh. Roger Cooper.\" She snorted at the name. \"That's - I, uh. Was helping her get to sleep. She really needs a break.\"\n\n\"Oh, I would imagine she needs a break. And I can imagine how you helped her get to sleep, too.\" Her voice was even. It wasn't really disapproving, but while her eyes kept probing me, there wasn't much hint of lust to them. \"How much do I owe you?\" She asked, fingers flicking through the air and making one of those screens appear.\n\nI blinked. \"Owe...?\"\n\n\"Did she pay you in advance?\" The girl asked.\n\n\"Look, what's your name?\" I said.\n\n\"Marie Thérèse Ilunga Précieux. As I said, I'm Director Stone's next of kin. I appreciate that men like yourself are in short supply, thanks to the economic leveling of the Federation, but if it's all the same, I'd rather just pay you so you can go. If Mira really wants you again, I'm sure she can contact you for another round.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI blinked. I let time slow down. And, after what to me was a second or two, I realized that Marie thought I was a literal prostitute. \"Whoa,\" I said, letting time speed back up. My hands came up defensively. \"I'm not a hooker.\"\n\n\"I don't care what you call it, sex therapist, masseuse, whatever. It's fine. I'm sure you enjoy it, otherwise you'd just spend your stipend on video games or whatever rather than fuck for money. Certainly, Mira's an attractive woman. But she doesn't need you looming around her.\"\n\n\"I did not receive sex for money, and will not in the future,\" I told her. Well, that may not have been entirely true. Given the proliferation of pussy that I was practically drowning in, I could very easily ask for money in return for sex. Which might be something I would do in the future - I could hardly rule it out. Also, the thought came to mind that my Mira had basically been paying me for sex, when she'd done the master-slave roleplay and bought me whatever I wanted.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh,\" Marie said, her posture shifting suddenly and instantly. \"Sorry. I just figured that Mira wouldn't exactly be going out to pick up guys at the local bar. Or if she did, they wouldn't be expats.\"\n\n\"I flew in,\" I said.\n\nHer eyes widened at that, and she straightened up quickly. \"Sorry,\" she said. \"I thought it was a casual thing, given the stress she's under, and the fact that she never mentioned you until now, Roger. Has your relationship been going on long?\" She idly tucked her hair behind her back.\n\n\"Mnuh,\" Mira mumbled, from her position on the bed. She grabbed a pillow and hurled it, pitch perfect, at Marie's head, then thumped her head right back down on the bed. The pillow sent Marie's glasses askew a bit, but she took it without a problem otherwise.\n\n\"Ahem.\" Marie glanced at the door. \"Uhm. We can speak outside, if you'd prefer, Mr. Cooper,\" she said. \"I think Mira would,\" she added, with a glance at the woman - Mira had now stuffed her face thoroughly into a pillow, squishing it around her ears.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI nodded, stepping outside with her, letting her close the door behind us, locking the door. We stared at one another for a couple seconds, then I spoke up. \"This is a casual thing,\" I said, making her blink a few times.\n\n\"You... casually flew out... to Mong Khet... to have sex with Mira?\" Marie asked.\n\n\"I didn't fly out here to have sex with her, no. It was to meet her,\" I explained.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMarie honestly had no idea what to make of Roger. He was definitely handsome - in the looks department, Mira could do a lot worse - but she was just baffled by the explanation of the series of events that led to him sleeping with Mira.\n\nOh, it all made sense as a chronological sequence. He comes to this universe. Mira asks to speak to him personally. They chat for a bit. Mira vents about her situation. He asks her if she wants to have sex. She says yes. The problem was the connective tissue between Mira stressing about invading the DPRK, and... him asking if she wanted to fuck.\n\nAgain, he was handsome. Mira was stressed. So it made sense that she would say yes. But it didn't make sense that he would want to have sex with her - unless he was some type of gold-digger, or purely attracted to power, or something like that. But that didn't seem to be the case, based on how he talked. Of course, some gold-diggers were good at hiding their true nature.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Mira Stone**: Mira is described as a powerful woman who has taken control of several countries, including Burma. She's intelligent, confident, and highly capable. Her appearance is slim, tall, and athletic. She has long, ruby-red hair that she often styles in pigtails. Mira is also shown to be emotionally vulnerable, particularly regarding the war in Korea and its impact on civilians.\n\n2. **Marie Thérèse Ilunga Précieux**: Marie is Mira's next-of-kin and appears to be a responsible and caring individual. She's dark-skinned, wears glasses, and has large breasts. Marie is intelligent, resourceful, and observant. She seems to be aware of Roger's intentions and is determined to expose him to Mira.\n\n3. **Roger Cooper**: Roger is an accountant from another world who finds himself transported to this reality. He's initially hesitant and unsure of his surroundings but quickly becomes embroiled in Mira's life. Roger is charming, confident, and skilled in various areas, including gaming and seduction. He possesses superhuman abilities, which he uses to enhance his interactions with women.\n\n4. **Kate**: Kate is mentioned as having large breasts, similar to Marie's. However, her character is not fully developed in the provided text.\n\n5. **Lope**: Lope is a fellow gamer and friend of Roger's. He's mentioned as complaining about Roger's gaming skills being too high due to his superpowers.\n\n6. **Priscilla Hart**: Priscilla is a telepathic woman with metahuman powers. She's mentioned as having a \"make the other person feel good\" power, but her character is not further explored in the provided text.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Superhuman Abilities**: Characters like Roger possess extraordinary powers that allow them to perform tasks at accelerated speeds or with enhanced physical capabilities. These abilities are used for both practical purposes (e.g., gaming) and sensual activities (e.g., seduction).\n\n2. **Perception Manipulation**: Some characters can manipulate their perception of time, allowing them to slow it down or speed it up. This ability is demonstrated by Roger when he engages in intimate activities with Mira and Marie.\n\n3. **Metahuman Powers**: Certain individuals, such as Priscilla, possess supernatural abilities that enable them to influence others' emotions or perceptions.\n\n4. **Sensory Enhancement**: Characters like Roger can experience sensory inputs at accelerated rates, making their experiences more intense and pleasurable.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Pervigiline**: Pervigiline is a stimulant drug with a half-life of six hours. Mira takes it to stay awake during critical periods, but it doesn't seem to affect her significantly.\n\n2. **Video Games**: Video games are a popular form of entertainment in this world. They range from strategy games to action titles, and some even involve magical academies with wizards who turn one another into frogs.\n\n3. **Comm Devices**: Comm devices are personal communication tools that allow users to access information, send messages, and record events. Marie uses her comm device to record her interactions with Roger and gather evidence to present to Mira.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The Federation**: The Federation is a global entity that has implemented economic leveling measures, leading to a shortage of men in certain regions. This has created social dynamics where women hold significant power and influence.\n\n2. **Social Hierarchy**: In this world, women are often the dominant figures, while men occupy secondary roles. Men may be seen as inferior or less desirable due to the economic leveling policies.\n\n3. **Magic and Metahumans**: Magic and metahuman powers exist in this world, allowing individuals to develop extraordinary abilities. These powers can be used for various purposes, including combat, seduction, and manipulation.\n\n4. **War and Conflict**: A war is ongoing in Korea, with multiple nations involved. Mira plays a key role in directing military efforts, but her emotional connection to the conflict is evident.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story mentions various locations, including Cambodia, Korea, Burma, and Mong Khet. These places appear to be part of a larger world with diverse geography and cultures.\n\n2. **Politics**: The Federation has implemented economic leveling policies, which have led to significant changes in social dynamics and power structures. Women now hold prominent positions, while men occupy secondary roles.\n\n3. **Technology**: Advanced technology exists in this world, including video games, comm devices, and possibly other forms of technology that facilitate communication and information exchange.\n\nOverall, the story presents a complex and dynamic world with unique social dynamics, advanced technology, and supernatural elements. The characters' interactions and relationships drive the plot forward, revealing insights into their personalities, motivations, and quirks.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThat was probably it. He was just using her mother - using Mira - for what he could get from her. You would expect it more from somebody from this universe, where every single person in Africa and most of the people in the rest of the world respected her as a savior who had brought wealth, peace, and prosperity unrivaled to the modern world. That was probably how Mira had missed it. She'd been tired, exhausted, emotionally on edge, and he'd taken advantage of it to worm his way into her heart, starting from between her legs.\n\n\"...ah, but you don't need to hear about that,\" he said, as he continued his story. He'd gotten to the part where the sex actually happened, and he decided to slide over it. \"I've been, uh, mostly playing video games, otherwise.\"\n\n\"I see. A bit of a gamer, then?\" She gave him a smile. She needed to find a way to prove his actual ill-intent, but Mira would probably need more than her vaguest suspicions, if she was letting this gold-digging slut hang around in her personal quarters. \"Well, since Mira is resting up, maybe we could play a bit?\" She didn't want to leave her mother alone with this guy any more than she had to. \"What games do you like?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Mostly action titles?\" He suggested.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMultiplayer video games are one of the great contradictions of games in general. There are many games that are awful and unfun, but people play them with their friends so they thereby become fun. On the other hand, there are games that are actually good, but the process of playing them with friends drains them of the things that make them good, as the carefully-balanced skill element is enervated and drained in service of allowing four people to play at the same time and blenderize every enemy.\n\nAnd, of course, there's all the video games where a huge skill difference makes the game unfun. What's enjoyment can be found in playing a one-versus-one in a fighting game, when the other player barely even knows how to hold the controller properly?\n\nWe were playing in a private room in the underground complex, separate from Mira's own bedroom - Marie had told the guards where we were going, so if Mira wanted to see me again, she'd know where I was. There was a tingle in between my legs at the thought that Mira might hunt me down just to suck me off later.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMarie was quite smart and a quick study, but her actual twitch reflexes in action games were genuinely atrocious. As we played together, she offered me plenty of ego-boosting compliments: \"Wow, you're good at this.\" \"Oh man. Look at that.\" \"That's so clever! I would never have thought of that!\" It was definitely nice, getting compliments like that so consistently and easily. Basically every woman started drooling when I took my shirt off, but even when I was playing alongside a fellow gamer - for example, Lope - they rarely offered so many compliments to my raw gaming skills. Lope tended to complain that my power was basically cheating.\n\nAs we played on, Marie kept glancing my way. She'd look at me like she was thinking about something, then *malicious link removed* back on the game. I had no idea what she was thinking about, so I just let her do as she liked.\n\nI did, also, take the opportunities that appeared to glance at her breasts. They were genuinely amazingly big. They might even have been in competition with Kate's, which was saying something. She wasn't dressing to show them off, so I couldn't say for sure. Given that Mira was currently unconscious from being fucked-silly, and my sex drive had clearly risen to compensate for all the women I was fucking on the regular, I couldn't help but glance their way. My cock wound up tended in my pants as Marie focused on the game for a moment, leaning forward, her breasts seeming exaggeratedly large as gravity did its work.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhen she glanced my way, I flicked my gaze back to the screen, but I was caught. \"You like them big, huh?\" She prompted me.\n\n\"H-hm?\" I replied, swallowing. Some part of my brain reminded me that to a woman of this world, staring at her tits was like a girl staring at my dick. Crass, maybe, but also a turn-on and compliment. But my instincts had yet to fully adjust on that front, so my automatic response was to pretend I hadn't been staring.\n\n\"You were looking at my breasts. I guess Mira's are a bit on the smaller end, so you're unsatisfied with them?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTime slowed down. I considered my answer. \"I'm satisfied with any beautiful woman, regardless of how big her breasts are.\"\n\nShe laughed at that. \"Does Mira know that?\" I paused, staring at the screen instead of her, as I considered that. Mira knew I was fucking Kate, right? So she knew I was promiscuous. \"No?\" She prompted me, and I glanced back her way. Before I could correct her misconception, she spoke again. \"Do you want to touch them?\"\n\nThis was a social situation that I was pretty used to, honestly: a beautiful woman trying to get me to sleep with her. She had seen me half-naked, and seen me looking at her tits. She was close to Mira, so probably she was similarly flirtatious - wait, she wasn't a telepath, was she? I glanced at her pointedly. She just quirked an eyebrow, clearly having no idea what I was thinking. \"Yes, actually,\" I said.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Go ahead, then,\" she said, smiling warmly. There was just the hint of something else in her gaze, but I didn't really care if she was getting off on 'corrupting' me or whatever. I certainly hadn't cared with Priscilla. I reached forward for her breast, gently feeling it. It was large and soft, beneath the confinement of her top and bra. She was wearing a sports bra - almost every girl did, in my experience. Sometimes you'd see a push-up bra, but that was stigmatized as much as stuffing a sock in your underwear was. Girls wearing lacy lingerie was pretty much unheard of. They just bought them for function. The overall heft was definitely substantial, though. I couldn't, off-hand, tell if they were bigger or smaller than Kate's.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMarie felt those fingers of his just sink into her tit, and she couldn't help but smile. He really was just a complete slut, wasn't he? She had been so worried that she wouldn't be able to show his true character to her m- to Mira, but this would make it trivial. Her comm was recording everything. \"Want to see them?\" She prompted, and he nodded, stupefied, oblivious to the trap he was walking right into. She grabbed the base of her shirt, pulling it up and off, revealing her bare skin to the open air. Roger stared at her flesh openly, wantonly. He clearly liked the color of her skin.\n\nShe was used to it. Because the Democratic Republic of Congo had been the first country Mira had taken over, it was also the richest, and status did a lot for considering physical features attractive. She knew that in another time or place, her dark skin might have been considered low status, but here, in this world that Mira had made, she turned heads across the world. The exotic, rich foreigner always did. It did seem strange that someone from his world would like her skin tone as much as he did, shifting his hand this way and that as if to better contrast his fingers with her breast. \"You can see more,\" she noted. \"If you take it off.\"\n\nHe let out a small laugh at that. He was acting like such a teenage girl. She never thought she was that intimidating. Nevertheless, he reached for her sports bra, pulling it up and off, revealing inky, dark flesh to the open air. Her nipples were hard, of course. He was hot. It was easy to see how her mo- how Mira had fallen for him. She just smiled at him as he leaned in towards her breast, starting to suck on one nipple. Her fingers idly played with his hair.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShame he was just a gold-digger. He was plenty hot, and he brought enthusiasm to the act, as his tongue flicked against her nipple, as his lips formed tight suction on her breast, as he did his best to pleasure her with his mouth. He did better than that, actually - after a few seconds, he clearly activated some superpower he had, and she couldn't help but groan at the intensification of the stimulation.\n\nThe movements all played out with even more force and pleasure than normal. His wet tongue slapping against her nipple, leaving a momentary trail of spit before he licked it right back up. The pressure and suction of his hollowed cheeks, starting and stopping, sending gentle waves of pleasure up her breast right to her head. The feeling of fingers sinking softly and gently into the supple flesh of her breast, played out at an accelerated speed, then joined by toying fondling that made her toes curl.\n\nEven though he was only playing with her breasts, she wouldn't be surprised if she came from the treatment, but that'd probably be a bit too much, so she gently pushed him off her. \"Come on,\" she said, her breath heavy as she caught his gaze. \"You want more than just to touch these tits, surely? What do you want?\" She asked, one hand going down to his groin. He was definitely very hard. \"You want it. Just say it,\" she breathed the words out, promising as much as she could. The more she promised, the more he'd act to admit his own debauched tendencies, the promiscuity that couldn't be stopped even after finding himself in the bed of Director Mira Stone herself. Mira would understand.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Mira Stone**: Mira is described as a powerful woman who has taken control of several countries, including Burma. She's intelligent, confident, and highly capable. Her appearance is slim, tall, and athletic. She has long, ruby-red hair that she often styles in pigtails. Mira is also shown to be emotionally vulnerable, particularly regarding the war in Korea and its impact on civilians.\n\n2. **Marie Thérèse Ilunga Précieux**: Marie is Mira's next-of-kin and appears to be a responsible and caring individual. She's dark-skinned, wears glasses, and has large breasts. Marie is intelligent, resourceful, and observant. She seems to be aware of Roger's intentions and is determined to expose him to Mira.\n\n3. **Roger Cooper**: Roger is an accountant from another world who finds himself transported to this reality. He's initially hesitant and unsure of his surroundings but quickly becomes embroiled in Mira's life. Roger is charming, confident, and skilled in various areas, including gaming and seduction. He possesses superhuman abilities, which he uses to enhance his interactions with women.\n\n4. **Kate**: Kate is mentioned as having large breasts, similar to Marie's. However, her character is not fully developed in the provided text.\n\n5. **Lope**: Lope is a fellow gamer and friend of Roger's. He's mentioned as complaining about Roger's gaming skills being too high due to his superpowers.\n\n6. **Priscilla Hart**: Priscilla is a telepathic woman with metahuman powers. She's mentioned as having a \"make the other person feel good\" power, but her character is not further explored in the provided text.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Superhuman Abilities**: Characters like Roger possess extraordinary powers that allow them to perform tasks at accelerated speeds or with enhanced physical capabilities. These abilities are used for both practical purposes (e.g., gaming) and sensual activities (e.g., seduction).\n\n2. **Perception Manipulation**: Some characters can manipulate their perception of time, allowing them to slow it down or speed it up. This ability is demonstrated by Roger when he engages in intimate activities with Mira and Marie.\n\n3. **Metahuman Powers**: Certain individuals, such as Priscilla, possess supernatural abilities that enable them to influence others' emotions or perceptions.\n\n4. **Sensory Enhancement**: Characters like Roger can experience sensory inputs at accelerated rates, making their experiences more intense and pleasurable.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Pervigiline**: Pervigiline is a stimulant drug with a half-life of six hours. Mira takes it to stay awake during critical periods, but it doesn't seem to affect her significantly.\n\n2. **Video Games**: Video games are a popular form of entertainment in this world. They range from strategy games to action titles, and some even involve magical academies with wizards who turn one another into frogs.\n\n3. **Comm Devices**: Comm devices are personal communication tools that allow users to access information, send messages, and record events. Marie uses her comm device to record her interactions with Roger and gather evidence to present to Mira.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The Federation**: The Federation is a global entity that has implemented economic leveling measures, leading to a shortage of men in certain regions. This has created social dynamics where women hold significant power and influence.\n\n2. **Social Hierarchy**: In this world, women are often the dominant figures, while men occupy secondary roles. Men may be seen as inferior or less desirable due to the economic leveling policies.\n\n3. **Magic and Metahumans**: Magic and metahuman powers exist in this world, allowing individuals to develop extraordinary abilities. These powers can be used for various purposes, including combat, seduction, and manipulation.\n\n4. **War and Conflict**: A war is ongoing in Korea, with multiple nations involved. Mira plays a key role in directing military efforts, but her emotional connection to the conflict is evident.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story mentions various locations, including Cambodia, Korea, Burma, and Mong Khet. These places appear to be part of a larger world with diverse geography and cultures.\n\n2. **Politics**: The Federation has implemented economic leveling policies, which have led to significant changes in social dynamics and power structures. Women now hold prominent positions, while men occupy secondary roles.\n\n3. **Technology**: Advanced technology exists in this world, including video games, comm devices, and possibly other forms of technology that facilitate communication and information exchange.\n\nOverall, the story presents a complex and dynamic world with unique social dynamics, advanced technology, and supernatural elements. The characters' interactions and relationships drive the plot forward, revealing insights into their personalities, motivations, and quirks.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Wrap your tits around my cock, and pump them,\" he breathed out, meeting her gaze with his. Her eyebrows rose. There was, momentarily, the consideration that he wasn't a gold-digger - he was just a perverted slut. That was the sort of bizarre thing found at the bottom of rabbit hole three fetishes deep on some micro-kink website for a dozen guys across the planet.\n\nBut, after a moment's consideration - more likely he was both. If he was into that kind of bizarre breast play, then almost certainly the only reason he was fucking Mira was for her social position. In any case, she got down on her knees as directed, and he unzipped his pants at superhuman speed, his cock popping free. It was pretty good size - not insanely big, but decent sized. She admired it, the pulsing girth, the veins running across it. The scent hit her a moment later, thick and masculine, and she couldn't help but smile at it, taking a moment to luxuriate in the thing in front of her.\n\nThen she leaned forward, one hand on either breast, and squished his cock inside them. It was definitely a weird thing to do, but he seemed to like it a lot, by the way he groaned, the way she could feel his pulse racing in between her breasts as his cock throbbed within them. His hands gripped the seat beneath him, as she began to pump her breasts up and down his length, staring up at him all the while. She had never done this before, so she kept a close eye on his every response - did he like it more when her breasts moved together, or separately? After a few attempts, she decided that he liked it best when she switched it up, going from one to the other, so she did that. Her breasts squished tight around his cock and rose and fell together - then she'd switch it up, make one go up as the other slid down. He seemed almost hypnotized by the show, watching as her breasts moved.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSoon enough, though, he had recovered his senses, and he reached down for her breasts himself. Where her fingers pressed her breasts together and manipulated them, his reached for her nipples, and those same superhuman skills at pleasuring a woman came to the forefront. It was easy to see how he'd tempted Mira, with skills like those. There was obviously an application of a metahuman power at play, but it was more than just a \"make the other person feel good\" sort of power, like that Priscilla Hart woman had. His fingertips vibrated and pulsed and slid against and around her nipples in ways that would have been utterly impossible, and possibly painful, if anybody else had done them - but his just felt good.\n\nIt was the pleasure of ten seconds compressed into one second, in short, and it felt truly fantastic. Of course, if he was perceiving her at such a pace, he was hardly going to be getting off unless she put an insane amount of work into it - and she wanted him to get off. She wanted his spunk to spray across her skin, so there would be no doubt in Mira's mind that he was nothing but a disloyal slut. Her gaze focused on him, as she leaned forward, wrapping her lips around the very tip of his cock as she continued to massage it with her breasts. He jittered at that, his cock pulsing back and forth a fraction of an inch, multiple times per second. He liked that, too. She slurped and suckled, figuring that pressure would be persistent, even in his altered state of perception.\n\nIt definitely seemed to work. She repeatedly lost the seal, sure, as his body twitched and throbbed in otherwise-impossible ways, but his cock persistently moved. She could feel every vein throb, feel the heat pulsing up through it, the way he desperately, eagerly closed in on his own orgasm. She did her best to keep up her work, tongue occasionally catching a droplet of precum as his body moved about wildly. He seemed intensely focused on her own pleasure, too, despite everything else - and she was actually the first to come, thanks to his intense attention to her breasts.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe'd never had a breast orgasm before. The sensations were unique, and new, as goosebumps ran across her flesh, as her eyes closed and she focused for a moment on the waves of pleasure pulsing through her body. Her fingers automatically squished her breasts all the tighter against his cock, just squeezing, and what might otherwise have been painful was instead intensely pleasant, hot breaths escaping her throat with each passing moment. She couldn't keep up the suction, so her lips wound up popping off his cock, as she knelt there, hands tight on her breasts.\n\nHe came at that point. Thick, spurting ropes of cum rained down on her face, and part of her mentally noted that he clearly enjoyed greater pressure on his cock, by the way his white seed sprinkled across her cheeks and chin. She sighed as he finished off, drinking in that delicious, distinctive scent of cum. The salty, noxious odor of it filling her nose as she knelt there. When he was completely spent, she popped off his cock.\n\nDespite the temptation to do so, she did not keep going with the sex, instead standing up and going to an adjoining bathroom to wash up. Even if she'd wound up orgasming, she had done this for Mira's sake, not to get her rocks off. It was important to remember that. With the recording her comm had made of this whole thing - and she checked to make sure it had recorded flawlessly (it had) - there was absolutely no chance that he could play innocent to Mira.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer mother would have no choice but to recognize that this man was not marriage material.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Emily:** \n - Appearance: Emily is described as having long, silky black hair and being a black-haired 'android'. \n - Personality: Emily appears to be intelligent, determined, and possibly resentful towards her situation.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned\n - Relationships:\n * Owner: Marcus (abusive)\n * Friend/Colleague: Danni (helpful)\n2. **Danni:**\n - Appearance: Not described\n - Personality: Danni seems friendly and helpful but also somewhat detached from Emily's struggles.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned\n - Relationships:\n * Colleague/Friend: Emily\n *<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was Danni’s duty to perform regular maintenance checks on the androids, but he was also a part-time employee in the office. Thanks to him, Emily could eat and drink her fill – he was the one bringing her meals every night, so she never starved. \n\nShe rubbed her throat, which felt sore from constant abuse and cock warming at the hands of Marcus, her owner in the office. Danni saw her discomfort and smirked, but continued cleaning the other androids. \n\nHow many times does someone need to cum in a day? She rubbed her knees, which were tender from kneeling for the past three days to satisfy Marcus. \"Can’t you bring me something better?\" She asked the man, who stifled a gag from the noxious smell of liquids he drained from a blue-haired android with big, round breasts.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Cum and piss not enough for you?\" He said, replacing the saturated rag with another. \n\nEmily ignored the question and looked at her cheeseburger. \"I just mean, I'd rather stick to the healthier stuff you bring.\" \n\nDanni ignored her, moving onto another android. \n\n\"Do you enjoy this?\" Emily took a small bite out of the burger.\n\n\"Oh yeah,\" he said, panting as he scrubbed the android’s face thoroughly. \"Best job in the world.\"\n\nEmily watched as he drained sperm and other fluids from the machines and carefully wiped them down. \"Why do you do it then?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Someone has to,\" he grunted as he lifted two buckets full of lust and waste. He carefully shuffled to the storage room’s exit and left Emily alone. \n\nShe knew he was heading to the toilets to pour the liquids down the toilet to flush. The storage room smelled like a toilet, and Emily felt ashamed by the fact she had managed to adjust to such conditions. When Danni returned, Emily had finished her cheeseburger. \"I was wondering...\"\n\n\"Yeah?\" Danni asked, continuing his duties.\n\n\"Since it’s just you and me here now, couldn’t you turn a few of the cameras off in the office? I’d appreciate it, you know. I’d love to be able to walk around outside this filthy room...\" Before she had even finished speaking, Danni was shaking his head.\n\n\"Nope. Because then people would ask questions. The fewer questions these pencil pushers ask about me, and about you, the better. We need them to believe you’re just another one of these things.\" He tapped the cheek of a red-haired android with the back of his hand. \"And I put in a lot of effort to keep this room clean, so show a little respect.\"\n\nIt was difficult for Emily to show appreciation when 80% of her diet consisted of sperm and urine. Danni was not directly at fault, but he worked for that despicable organisation, and he was benefiting from her misery just as much as the rest of them.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Phew,\" Danni let out an exasperated sigh, causing Emily to snap her attention to him. \"Finally finished. Do you need to wash?\"\n\nEmily nodded.\n\nDanni stood outside while Emily cleaned herself. Her long, silky black hair was stained with cum and sweat. The jizz had dried up in her bangs, which clung to her forehead. At least he let me use warm water, Emily thought, scrubbing her body down with a sponge. Next, she brushed her teeth and rinsed with mouth wash. There was no way she would be able to sleep with the taste of Marcus' cum and piss in her mouth.\n\nSeveral minutes later, Emily called out: \"Hey, I'm finished.\"\n\nDanni put his suitcase down, and retrieved a towel for her, which she dried herself off with. \"Alright, well... I'll see you tomorrow then,\" he said, once she handed the towel back to him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Wait... Can you tell me about them? The black market you work for?\"\n\nDanni paused for a second, then dismissed the question. \"I’ll see you tomorrow.\"\n\nYeah... I didn’t think so. It was not long after Danni left that Emily’s fatigue took over, and she fell asleep.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe next morning, Danni knocked on the door.\n\n\"Why do you always knock? It’s not like they’re up to no good in there...\" Marcus said.\n\n\"Eh, just a habit I guess,\" Danni said. \n\n\"Don’t interrupt me, Marcus,\" Dahn scolded.\n\n\"Sorry, sir,\" Marcus said meekly. \n\n\"Anyway,\" Dahn continued, \"after that I had to get my tooth removed. It’s horrible, so trust me, Danni, get that shit taken care of as soon as you can.\" Dahn said, approaching the centre of the storage room.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Will do, Sir,\" Danni said, waiting by the door.\n\nEmily stood adjacent to the androids. Thanks to Danni’s signal every morning, she never gets caught sleeping like a human being.\n\n\"Attention!\" Dahn called out to the row of beautiful cum drainers. Simultaneously, the androids opened their eyes. Starting from Emily, continuing down the line, the company boss groped each of their breasts. It was a ritual he performed every morning. The first time he touched Emily like this, it caught her off guard, but she was used to it now. \"Good morning, cock sleeves!\" Dahn said. \"Are you ready for another day of service?\"\n\n\"Yes, Mister Garceu,\" they all said in unison.\n\nMister Garceu is such a pig, Emily thought, as the perverted grey-haired man caressed an android’s pussy lips with his index finger. I hate that men like him have power... and I’m stuck in a shitty situation like this.\n\nEmily’s thoughts were interrupted when Marcus stood before her. \"Morning, slut-guts!\" He said, giving both of her breasts a rough squeeze.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Good morning, Master,\" She said, passively. Emily did what Marcus expected of her every morning. She got down on her knees and followed along behind him like a dog until she reached his desk. She crawled under it.\n\nIt was not long before other employees filled the office, and androids assumed their positions under desks like Emily.\n\n\"Yo, Marky,\" a young worker approached Marcus, who was seated and about to unzip his pants.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Uh, yeah?\" He asked, displeased with the interruption.\n\n\"Hey, Marcus – Sorry to interrupt, but it’s your toy’s turn to make coffee.\" \n\nEmily perked at the thought.\n\nMarcus slid his seat back, \"Go on then, fuckface. But hurry up!\"\n\nEmily hid the excitement inside as she crawled out from under the desk. Making coffee is the only human thing I get to do here... It felt wonderful, walking around the office and delivering coffee to each employee. It was certainly a much better alternative to sucking dick. Her turn to make coffee only comes once a week, due to the number of employees with their own androids. \n\nWhen she finished, Emily returned to Marcus who scowled at her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"What the hell took you so long?\" Marcus pulled his chair out again, \"Are you a defect or something? I swear you take longer than the others do. Whatever, just hurry up,\" he ordered, gesturing to the space under his desk. \n\nEmily obediently moved back into her ‘home’.\n\nMarcus unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, then waited for Emily to get to work.\n\nEvery day, it’s the same thing, Emily thought as Marcus’ musk filled the small space. The scent intensified once Emily wrapped her hand around the thick shaft and began jerking it softly. She felt a slight pulse come from the man’s dick.\n\n\"Come on. I’m sick of telling you; suck it. My wife gives me handjobs; I don’t need you doing that shit too, for fuck sake.\" Marcus heard someone chuckle behind him, then the two casually spoke about their activities planned for the weekend.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe’s having a casual conversation while I’m under his desk, tending to his needs. What the hell is wrong with these people? I mean, I know the other women under the desks are androids, and they think I am, too, but how is this okay? Emily closed her lips around Marcus’ thick, bright red crown and gently massaged the underside with long, slow strokes of her tongue. Another pulse tickled her tongue, and she heard Marcus’ voice rise in pitch slightly. When the length of Marcus’ cock suddenly thrust in her mouth, though, accompanied by a lewd, but casual ‘Mmmmm,’ from above, she knew Marcus was not in the mood for a slow build-up. Precum leaked on her tongue, and Emily imagined Marcus’ wife playing with his dick, but not finishing him off. A spiteful part of the fake-android hoped that was the case, and she wished nothing but suffering on Marcus.\n\n\"You know, ever since this thing started blowing me, my wife reckons my dick is a lot cleaner.\" Marcus cooed as he eased his head back, enjoying the android’s mouth.\n\n\"Oh my god, right? My wife said the same thing. She said she wishes I could bring this android home, she’d love to watch,\" Timothy laughed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Honestly, though,\" Marcus spoke a lot more quietly now, which only seemed to attract more attention. \"My wife can’t suck half as well as this thing can.\" A few workers laughed, and a couple even agreed. \"So if she just wants to give me handjobs, that’s fine. Cum-guts here can do all the sucking!\"\n\nI could bite your dick off right now... Emily thought, as she carefully worshipped the man’s cock with her mouth and tongue.\n\n\"Alright,\" Marcus said, turning his attention back to his computer. \"Quit stalling; your face should be in my lap by now.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Unnnngggghhhh,\" Emily heard a groan come from one of the nearby workers, and she assumed he just climaxed. \"You’re such a good girl...\"\n\nEmily thought it was sweet that at least someone treated their android with respect. Minimal respect, but it was something at least. How is it that I have the worst luck? How could the only human in a batch of androids be paired with a piece of shit like Marcus? Maintenance could repair an android’s damaged throat, but Emily knew she could suffer irreversible damage to her esophagus if Marcus decided to get extremely rough with her. I need to do my best to make sure he doesn’t go overboard. With a dick his size, he could ruin me... It was like psychological torture to the girl, knowing that if he wasn’t satisfied with how she blew him, he might just ravage her throat. At least if she was facefucking herself on his length, she could do it at her own pace. \n\nA tablespoon’s worth of precum oozed from Marcus’ dick into Emily’s mouth as she took him deeper. The saltiness was potent, but she dutifully swallowed it down. She forced another two inches of the still-hardening cock in her mouth, and the sensation of her tongue massaging the shaft caused Marcus to reward her with another big helping.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe thickening crown suddenly jabbed hard into the entrance of Emily’s throat when Marcus thrust his hips upwards. A quiet bang, a result of Emily’s head smacking into the underside of the desk.\n\n\"If I feel those teeth on me,\" Marcus sentence was cut off by a light groan. \"Well, you know better than that, I guess. Actually, why do you even have teeth?\" A throb from his cock distracted Marcus from that train of thought. \"Uuunngggh, n-no, nevermind. It’s a hot thought, but you’d be ugly as fuck without those pearly whites.\"\n\nDid that idea turn you on, you sick fuck? Thoughts of revenge dominated Emily’s mind. When I pay my debt, I’m going to destroy you. Her anger aside, Emily did not want to provoke any ideas from the man. She parted her lips as much as she could to accommodate the size of the swelling cock. Another inch of the huge dick moved down her throat, and Emily bet that if she had not undergone all that throat and gag reflex training, she would be vomiting all over Marcus’ dick right now.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAs her discomfort intensified, drool leaked from her mouth in long, wet, warm trickles. The spit either dripped onto Emily’s tits and thighs or clung to Marcus’ meat until it gathered around his nutsack.\n\nMarcus stopped typing and reached down for his toy’s head with his left hand. After taking a nice grip of her hair, he bucked his hips forward and pulled the girl’s head down. The sensation of her throat tightening and convulsing around his dick was mind-numbingly amazing. He tilted his head back and moved the android’s head up and down on his crotch, ignorant to the sound of Emily’s head bashing against the underside of his desk.\n\nThe increased pace and wild face fucking was like a welcome sign to Emily. Marcus was about to cum, and the throbbing monster made it all the more apparent. \"Sssshhhrrssh, Sssshhhhrrrsseeewwch, sshhhhrrssshwchp,\" the wet sound was accompanied by a chorus from beneath other desks. It was as if Marcus’ impending orgasm and lust frenzied some of the other employees who all felt the urge to dump a quick load down their attendants.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nCum blasted down Emily’s throat, and the black-haired ‘android’ could only close her eyes as the thick, chunky semen filled her up. Several thick strands rocketed down and hit the back of her throat. Cum spilled from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin in thick rivulets. Emily’s nostrils stung as jizz bubbled out of them before popping, and eventually spilling onto her thighs.\n\nMarcus took a minute to enjoy the afterglow of his climax while taking deep, satisfying breaths, then pushed the android off his cock with his foot. \"Clean me up,\" he ordered in a firm tone.\n\nEmily controlled her breathing and fought the urge to cough up cum. When the sticky white, thick fluid tried to rise in her stomach, she forcibly swallowed it back down. Her gulping sounded loud in the confines under the desk, but no one seemed to notice or care.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Emily:** \n - Appearance: Emily is described as having long, silky black hair and being a black-haired 'android'. \n - Personality: Emily appears to be intelligent, determined, and possibly resentful towards her situation.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned\n - Relationships:\n * Owner: Marcus (abusive)\n * Friend/Colleague: Danni (helpful)\n2. **Danni:**\n - Appearance: Not described\n - Personality: Danni seems friendly and helpful but also somewhat detached from Emily's struggles.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly mentioned\n - Relationships:\n * Colleague/Friend: Emily\n *<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMarcus had Emily gently worship his cock and balls for the next two hours. \"Just uh... Keep kissing my dick and balls.\" His cock got hard again on multiple occasions, but he just wanted the android to build him up. After another ten minutes, Marcus said, \"Work my dick with your tits,\" and answered the phone ringing on his desk. \"You’ve reached Garceu’s Computer Repair; this is Marcus.\"\n\nAs Emily listened to her owner guide a customer through the process of installing anti-virus protection, she enveloped the fat, girthy dick resting on her face between her breasts. She squeezed her tits together, then moved her melons back and forth, watching the man’s urethra wink at her and occasionally leak fat globulets of prenut. The fake-android moved her tits around in slow, drawn-out rotations, earning the occasional quiet moan from the man above. \n\n\"Slow down for a minute,\" Marcus ordered, and Emily heard him speaking with with someone. She recognised the voice as Mister Garceu’s.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMarcus has a good relationship with the boss... Emily stored that information away.\n\nAs another bead of prenut oozed from Marcus’ cock, Emily licked it up and began quietly sucking the fluid from the crown. \n\nMarcus’ conversation with the boss continued.\n\nEmily heard a cup placed on the desk; then she saw an android return to its position a few stations away. She gulped another pulsing wave of precum, then took Marcus’ cock deeper in her mouth while continuing to massage the length of his shaft with her fat, pillowy breasts.\n\nWhen Mister Garceu walked away, Marcus began typing again and ordered: \"Faster, make me cum with your tits.\"\n\nIt was a whisper, but still an order. Emily kept the man in her mouth and moved her tits back and forth more actively. She squeezed them together tighter than before, and soon the excess fat of her tits was rubbing between Marcus’ thighs. Sometimes, Emily felt one of her nipples lightly bumping into the man’s nutsack, which was hanging off the chair like a pair of overripe oranges.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThwak, thwak, thwak, thwak, thwak! Flesh slapping flesh continued until Emily felt Marcus’ cock pulse with a need to explode. Cum erupted in her mouth, and on instinct, or more likely muscle memory, she gulped it down. Marcus’ orgasm wasn’t as voluminous this time, but it was just as powerful. When the climax showed signs of stopping, Emily kept the last few tablespoon-sized ropes of cum in her mouth.\n\nAfter her minute of relaxation, the man looked down when he heard a strange but familiar noise. He had to pull his chair out slightly to get a view of Emily with her head tilted back and gargling his cum. The sight made him chuckle; then he returned to his work. Before that, though, he rewarded the android slut with an affectionate, but hard cockslap to the cheek.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Unspecified.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, jovial, sarcastic, stubborn, and protective of those under his care.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n * Has a past history with the mercenary company (mentioned in passing).\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, light-blue gown, wide-shaded hat.\n - Personality: Noble, polite, refined, concerned, and sometimes naive.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed Bethol as her guide.\n * Daughter of a high-ranking nobleman.\n3. **Rael Varr (Count)**:\n - Appearance: Blond-haired, mustachioed, dressed in luxurious attire.\n - Personality: Self-absorbed, condescending, manipulative, and hostile.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Friend of Fiona's father.\n * Employer of most townspeople in Varing.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Bethol's Past**: Unspecified, but seems to involve a traumatic event or contract that has led to his pacifism and vow not to kill.\n2. **Fiona's Naivety**: She often appears oblivious to social hierarchies and norms, causing tension between herself and others.\n3. **Rael's Manipulation**: The Count uses his charm and influence to control those around him, particularly Fiona.\n4. **Maiden Behavior**: Servants in the mansion seem to follow strict rules of etiquette, hiding their true emotions behind blank expressions.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ale**: A drink served to Bethol by one of the maids, which he enjoys.\n2. **Glasses**: Various types are mentioned, including mulled wine and other beverages.\n3. **Silver Cutlery**: Expensive utensils used during dinner.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **Social Hierarchy**: Nobles like Rael Varr hold significant power and influence over common people.\n2. **Employment**: Many townspeople in Varing are employed by the Count, either as servants or caretakers.\n3. **Rules of Etiquette**: Servants and nobles follow strict rules of behavior, with punishments implied for those who fail to comply.\n4. **Magical System**: None explicitly stated.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Location**: The story takes place in a fantasy world, likely in a region called Cantorish, with various locations such as Cross Watch, Cranagh, Auvinne, Thûrdu village, Deep Reach, and the Hycari Woodlands.\n2. **Geography**: Towns and villages are scattered across the landscape, with some areas being heavily forested (e.g., the Hycari Woodlands).\n3. **Politics**: Nobles like Rael Varr wield significant power and influence over local populations.\n4. **History**: Events mentioned include a fertility ritual involving harpies, a Grand Horse-Display in Auvinne, and rumors about Bethol's past.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAuthor's Preface:\nSorry for getting this chapter out so late; it turned out much longer than what I had originally planned (as always), since I ended up getting kinda carried away with the character interactions in this one. At any rate, if you've come this far you should know how these things work: Part 1 is mostly story, Part 2 is mostly sex. Enjoy...\n\n\"Hey you!\"\n\nBethol turned his head towards the source of the sound and saw a heavyset guardsman—with one of those ridiculously over-sized mustaches that was so popular in this part of country—walk over towards him. His uniform was decorated with a crimson horse symbol, the official insignia of the Auvinne duchy, and was so sparkly clean that not a single smidgen of dirt could be found on the black fabric; even the saber he was carrying on his hip was so polished that it could probably be used as a mirror. As Bethol put on his most friendly smile he secretly wondered if the burly guard had ever seen actual combat before.\n\n\"Is there a problem?\" the mercenary replied in his usual jovial tone.\n\nThe guardsman's eyes narrowed as he looked up and down Bethol's traveling attire (a newly-bought leather coat and a hide under-shirt, since the harpies had ruined his previous clothes during that crazy fertility ritual he'd been forced to go through a couple of weeks ago), as a conceited scowl began to take form on his mustached face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Aye, there's a problem: I think you might be lost, stranger.\" said the pompous guardsman with poorly-concealed distaste written all over his face.\n\n\"Count Rael isn't very fond of vagrants near his manor, so you best scurry back to whichever mud-hole you crawled out from; unless you fancy spending a night or two in a prison cell.\"\n\nBethol kept up his friendly smile, even though he was silently bristling with anger beneath the surface; after spending several years living a pacifistic lifestyle you learn how to take an insult without instantly resorting to violence.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"This \"Rael\" guy sure sounds like a hospitable man.\" replied the mercenary sarcastically. \"I've never heard of a town with a dress-code before, but I guess there's a first time for everything.\"\n\nA cruel smile appeared on the guard's flabby face.\n\n\"Ahem.\"\n\nBoth men turned towards the sudden feminine voice, which belonged to Bethol's golden-haired employer Fiona who'd just appeared from a nearby crowd of townspeople, dressed in her usual light-blue gown and wide-shaded hat.\n\n\"This man is actually working for me, so the Count shouldn't have any issues with him being in Varing.\" declared the girl in her most regal noblewoman-voice.\n\nThe guardsman's cruel smile was instantly replaced with an oily, boot-licking expression instead.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ahh, of course; please forgive me my rudeness milady.\"\n\nBethol marveled at the arrogant man's sudden personality switch; after spending the last month or so with Fiona out in the wilderness he'd almost forgotten that she was actually supposed to be a high-born lady. Sure, she talked in a much more refined manner than himself and was generally very fuzzy when it came to dealing with the inconveniences of an outdoor life, but after seeing her talk to the rugged tribes-people of the Thûrdu village and the goblin prison-guard down in Deep Reach in such a friendly and enthusiastic manner he found it hard to see her as someone who towered above him in terms of social status. However, watching the weaselly guard's reaction to her appearance instantly reminded Bethol of the mile-wide gap between himself and his employer.\n\nFiona acknowledged the servile response with short nod.\n\n\"Now, if you will excuse me and my servant...\" said the golden-haired noblewoman, before turning away from the guardsman and calmly striding down the muddy street.\n\n\"Come along now Bethol.\" she called out, without bothering to turn her gaze away from the path before her.\n\nA final glare of unfiltered animosity was exchanged between the two men, before the mercenary broke the stare and quickly followed after his employer, leaving the pompous guardsman staring suspiciously at his back as he walked away.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yes Fi—I mean, Yes Lady Greenfield.\" answered Bethol in a exasperated voice, having corrected himself for the benefit of the small crowd of nosy townsfolk who'd been curiously watching his clash with the portly guard from the sidelines.\n\nAs he trailed after the golden-haired Fiona down the muddy street—at a respectable distance, of course—Bethol would spend his time taking in his surroundings: Short, uneven rows of small, dainty wooden buildings, separated by the wide dirt-road they were currently walking on. There weren't many people out and about; probably because dusk was quickly approaching and the majority of the townspeople had already gone home to their families, which left only a couple of patrolling guardsmen and a few groups of late-night workers walking around town besides Bethol and the golden-haired noblewoman. All in all Varing looked much like any other Cantorish village, were it not for the large, old-looking mansion which loomed in the center of the town, which towered above the modest houses that surrounded it and was clearly visible from any part of settlement.\n\nFiona had explained to him that Varing was basically just an extension of Count Rael's estate, with the mast majority of the townspeople being directly employed by the wealthy aristocrat in one way or another; either as servants or caretakers of his mansion, or as workers on the countless pastures he owned which littered the surrounding country side. Even the name \"Varing\" was derived from the \"Varr\" family, the noble-house which the Count belonged to.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"If that Rael guy is so keen on keeping all us common people out of his town, then why do the guards tolerate all these other plain-folk walking around?\" Bethol tentatively asked the golden-haired girl, while glancing down at his modest traveling clothes.\n\n\"Do I really stand out that much?\"\n\nFiona made a brief shake of her head.\n\n\"My guess is that you were pulled aside because none of the guards recognized you. They probably have orders to keep a close watch on those who enters and leaves Varing, and keep everyone away who doesn't work for Rael Varr.\"\n\nShe then flashed him an embarrassed smile.\n\n\"Except prestigious visitors like myself, of course.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol drew in a tired sigh. Cross Watch might have been a shit-hole in the middle of no-where, but at least it didn't have any arrogant guardsmen poking their noses in one's business, nor any snobby noblemen who only saw plain-folk as potential servants.\n\nI can't wait till we get out of this creepy town... thought the mercenary to himself.\n\nBut they needed supplies for their journey to the Hycari Woodlands, and Varing was the only place to refresh their stocks of food, water and fodder for their horses; unless they wanted to spend an additional week or two traveling north all the way to Auvinne.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt didn't take them long to reach the Varr mansion, since it was placed right in the center of the small town. The estate itself was surrounded by a tall brick wall, adorned with a handful of elaborate stone sculptures as well as a series of sharp, metallic spikes, in all likelihood designed to disparage any potential burglars from climbing over it, with a front entrance guarded by a few bored-looking guardsmen. They both shot Bethol a suspicious glare when they saw the duo approach, but just like earlier Fiona needed only announce her family name to make them back down. One of them then left the gate and hurried over to the front door of the mansion, probably in order to inform the Count that he had an important visitor, while his partner stayed back with an expression on his face that alternated between that of a servile sycophant and a cruel bouncer, depending on which of the two travel companions he was focusing his attention on.\n\nA few minutes passed before the first guardsman returned.\n\n\"The Count is ready to see you now Lady Greenfield.\" he announced in a gruff voice, before stepping aside to let Fiona pass by him into the estate, with Bethol sheepishly trailing after her. From the front gate a wide, cobbled pathway led up to the manor-house, which was a large, three-storied building made of light-brown bricks and white-painted wood; plenty of oval-shaped windows covered the facade of the mansion, and it's slanted roof was comprised of innumerable dark-red tiles. Beautiful gardens and numerous flowerbeds carrying all sorts of colourfull plants took up most of the space between the manor and it's protective walls, which the wide-eyed mercenary couldn't help admire as he walked behind his golden-haired employer: Not since his brief stay in Vizier several years ago had he seen such a fancy estate.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Remind me again why we're visiting this guy?\" Bethol asked nervously, while his eyes darted between all the brazen displays of wealth around him.\n\n\"Believe me, I'm not fond of the idea either.\" replied Fiona after heaving in a tired sigh. \"But you saw it yourself: Rael Varr has complete control of everything that happens in this town, so if we want to buy supplies that will last us more than a couple of days we need to go through him.\"\n\nShe then made a brief, dismayed grimace.\n\n\"Besides, I can't afford to insult the Varr family by passing through their town without paying a visit; even if I find him to be a very unpleasant man.\"\n\nBethol just shrugged in response: He was perfectly comfortable letting the blonde noblewoman handle all the convoluted social maneuvering if it meant the two of them could quickly get back on the road.\n\nThe two light-brown oak doors that made up the entrance to the large manor-house was already open by the time Bethol and Fiona reached the front porch. A curtsying middle-aged woman wearing a frilly black-and-white maid uniform stood waiting for them inside the foyer, ready to take any burdensome clothing or traveling baggage; she was clearly surprised that both guest had arrived without carrying either, but she quickly managed to hide it behind one of those stereo-typically blank expressions servant-folk always wore. Bethol looked around the spacious entrance hall as the middle-aged maid closed the doors behind them, entranced by the many decorations that adorned the walls. Elegant paintings, antique weaponry, brightly-coloured crests; this was the first time the mercenary had ever actually stepped inside such an extravagant house, but so far it was definitely matching how he'd imagined a nobleman's mansion would look like.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ahh! My dear Fiona; what an unexpected pleasure!\"\n\nThe voice came from the tall stairway in the back-center of the foyer, where an older, blond-haired man was lazily descending the many steps towards the newly-arrived visitors. The fifty-something year old man was dressed in a luxurious, dark-red doublet and a pair of black breeches, with a large, bushy mustache covering up most of his upper lip.\n\n\"How many years has it been since I last visited your father in the capital? Five? Perhaps even six?\" the blond-haired man continued, in a jovial voice that might have sounded friendly if it wasn't so obviously self-absorbed.\n\nFiona did a brief curtsy as she turned towards the staircase.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Unspecified.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, jovial, sarcastic, stubborn, and protective of those under his care.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n * Has a past history with the mercenary company (mentioned in passing).\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, light-blue gown, wide-shaded hat.\n - Personality: Noble, polite, refined, concerned, and sometimes naive.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed Bethol as her guide.\n * Daughter of a high-ranking nobleman.\n3. **Rael Varr (Count)**:\n - Appearance: Blond-haired, mustachioed, dressed in luxurious attire.\n - Personality: Self-absorbed, condescending, manipulative, and hostile.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Friend of Fiona's father.\n * Employer of most townspeople in Varing.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Bethol's Past**: Unspecified, but seems to involve a traumatic event or contract that has led to his pacifism and vow not to kill.\n2. **Fiona's Naivety**: She often appears oblivious to social hierarchies and norms, causing tension between herself and others.\n3. **Rael's Manipulation**: The Count uses his charm and influence to control those around him, particularly Fiona.\n4. **Maiden Behavior**: Servants in the mansion seem to follow strict rules of etiquette, hiding their true emotions behind blank expressions.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ale**: A drink served to Bethol by one of the maids, which he enjoys.\n2. **Glasses**: Various types are mentioned, including mulled wine and other beverages.\n3. **Silver Cutlery**: Expensive utensils used during dinner.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **Social Hierarchy**: Nobles like Rael Varr hold significant power and influence over common people.\n2. **Employment**: Many townspeople in Varing are employed by the Count, either as servants or caretakers.\n3. **Rules of Etiquette**: Servants and nobles follow strict rules of behavior, with punishments implied for those who fail to comply.\n4. **Magical System**: None explicitly stated.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Location**: The story takes place in a fantasy world, likely in a region called Cantorish, with various locations such as Cross Watch, Cranagh, Auvinne, Thûrdu village, Deep Reach, and the Hycari Woodlands.\n2. **Geography**: Towns and villages are scattered across the landscape, with some areas being heavily forested (e.g., the Hycari Woodlands).\n3. **Politics**: Nobles like Rael Varr wield significant power and influence over local populations.\n4. **History**: Events mentioned include a fertility ritual involving harpies, a Grand Horse-Display in Auvinne, and rumors about Bethol's past.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Likewise Lord Varr. And I believe it was during the late-spring five years ago that we last met.\" she replied in a calm, polite tone.\n\n\"Too long my dear, too long!\" the Count answered just as he reached the ground floor.\n\n\"But I see you've grown into a beautiful young woman in the meantime; your father must be overjoyed to have such charming daughter.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA forced smile appeared on the girl's face.\n\n\"You're too kind Lord Varr.\"\n\n\"Come now Fiona, enough with the formalities; just call me Uncle Rael.\" the Count replied as he stepped down from the stairwell and strode into the entrance hall.\n\nHis gaze briefly flickered over to Bethol.\n\n\"And this is...?\" he quietly asked, with a worried frown on his bearded face.\n\nThe mercenary opened his mouth to answer the question, but before he could utter a single word he was cut off by a hasty explanation from Fiona:<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's Bethol, the guide I hired to accompany me on my journey through the Spear Steppes.\"\n\nA displeased grimace appeared on the Count's face as he listed to the girl's introduction—more specifically when Bethol's lack of surname became evident to him—but it was quickly replaced with the same over-exaggerated smile he'd displayed earlier.\n\n\"Ah yes, your infamous \"study expedition\".\" the Count replied, his voice laden with poorly-hidden amusement before he turned his attention back to the young noblewoman.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Your father mentioned it in his latest letter to me. He didn't seem too fond of the idea if I remember correctly...\"\n\nFiona's smile disappeared and a sad glimmer briefly appeared in her eyes.\n\n\"That's... an understatement, to say the least...\" she answered in a quiet voice, after a tired sigh escaped from her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer morose expression didn't last for long though; by the time the girl had finished her sentence her mouth was already curved into another forced smile.\n\n\"But luckily I don't need Father's blessing, since I've funded it entirely out of my own pocket.\" Fiona then continued on, now with a faint undertone of pride to her words.\n\nA loud chuckle sounded from Rael's throat.\n\n\"Good, good! It's like I've always said: Everyone needs to rebel against their parents once in a while!\" he bellowed while grasping her left shoulder affectionately, without noticing how tense and uncomfortable Fiona grew the moment he laid his hand upon her.\n\nHis jovial smile grew even wider afterwards; so much so that it seemed more like a derisive smirk than an actual friendly expression.\n\n\"But be sure to remember this Fiona: You've reached a marriageable age now, so it would be best if you kept these... \"Rebellious acts\"... to a minimum.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe threw cold glare towards the plain-looking mercenary.\n\n\"Your father is having a hard enough time suppressing all the different rumors that have been circulating about you ever since you left Cranagh, so if the word got out that you were traveling all alone with some dirty peasant-son...\"\n\nFiona felt the Count's grip on her shoulder tighten.\n\n\"I...I understand, Uncle Rael...\" she answered after a few tense moments, in a tone of voice that seemed uncharacteristically timid.\n\nAnother loud chuckle sounded from the Count.\n\n\"Excellent! I'm glad we're on the same page Fiona.\" he continued on, after finally letting go of the girl's shoulder.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol watched Rael Varr babble on about various scandalous rumors with a sickening feeling to his stomach, which only grew worse the more he listened to the nobleman's insipid voice. It'd been hard enough for the mercenary not to interfere back when the oily bastard had been talking about Fiona's \"marriageable age\" and all that other highborn shit—not because he'd called Bethol a \"dirty peasant-son\", but because of the possessive glint in his eyes as he smiled down at the young woman—so seeing the Count now innocently converse as if nothing had happened really made the mercenary's blood boil. Part of him wanted to just walk up and drag Fiona away from this self-centered arsehole and his over-sized mansion, but he also trusted his golden-haired employer enough to let her handle him on her own.\n\nIt's good that he's decided to completely ignore me, for I sure as hell wouldn't be able to keep a blank face if he talked to me like that... thought Bethol as he waited for the Count and Fiona to finish up their \"friendly\" small-talk.\n\nHis thoughts was interrupted however, when he saw another woman in a frilly maid uniform enter from one of the adjoined rooms, bearing a small tray with an assortment of different liquid-filled glasses on it. She looked much younger than the servant who'd greeted them at the door, and yet she moved with an eerie elegance that somehow didn't seem to match her innocent, youthful face. Her jet-black hair was also kept up in a ponytail via a small white headband, while the other maid had concealed her head beneath a wide lace headpiece.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Care for a welcome drink?\" she asked after walking up to the mercenary.\n\nBethol briefly glanced over the many different beverages on her tray; most of it seemed to be the watery, sour kind of alcohol that all rich people for some reason adored, but he knew enough about common courtesy to not refuse an act of hospitality like this.\n\n\"Sure, why not?\" he replied while reaching out for one of the glasses on the tray.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBut before he could take any of the drinks the maid was carrying she quickly picked up one the larger cups and offered it to him with a friendly smile on her face.\n\n\"Here, take this one; you don't look like the type that enjoys mulled wine.\"\n\nThe mercenary shot her a confused glance, before he then raised it to his lips and took a small sip of it's contents.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAle! It's bloody ale! Bethol happily thought as he began to eagerly chug down the rest.\n\n\"Ahhh, that really hit the spot.\" he exclaimed after he'd emptied the cup. \"Thanks for that! I haven't had a good drink like this for a few weeks now.\"\n\nShe gracefully took the empty vessel from his hand and placed it up-side down on the tray.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Happy to be of assistance sir.\" she answered in a playful voice, while flashing him yet another friendly smile.\n\nBethol couldn't help feel a bit sad as the maid then turned away from him and elegantly strode across the wooden floor towards the Count and his unwilling conversation-partner; no one else in this god-forsaken town had shown him even just a hint of warmth or hospitality after all...\n\n\"Now, dear Fiona, let us retire to the dinning hall; I'm sure you must be positively famished after your long journey. And afterwards I'll have my servants ready the guest chambers for you.\" Rael Varr loudly bellowed after he picked up one of the glasses from the tray, without offering as much as a passing glance in the maids direction.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"And of course, a suitable room for your...companion...\"\n\nHis last words was said with a derisive smirk on his weaselly face. Fiona barely had time to respond with a stiff nod of the head before the Count then took hold of her arm and led her down a short corridor, with Bethol awkwardly trailing after her once again. However, as he followed them into the dinning hall he exchanged one last look with the pony-tailed maid, who offered the mercenary a short wink and a cheerful smile before he passed through the large door that lead to the mansion's dinner-area...\n\nThe ensuing dinner experience proved to be just as awkward and miserable as the mercenary had feared it to be, for a number of different reasons. First of all, the dinning hall was an uncomfortably large room, filled by an extremely long, mahogany feast-table that could easily accommodate more than two dozens guest, and yet it was only Rael Varr, Fiona and Bethol who actually participated in the meal, which lead to a very oppressive atmosphere. The Count never explained why they were eating in what could easily be classified as a banquet hall, rather than in a smaller room more fitting to such a small party, but judging from the smug smile he continuously wore through it all it seemed pretty obvious that he was well aware of how uncomfortable it made his two visitors feel.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSecondly was the fact that Bethol had been placed in the middle, while Rael Varr and Fiona sat together near the head of the dinner table, effectively isolating him from the two nobles. It was such an obvious insult that the mercenary at first felt more amused than outraged at the Count's petty behavior, but that didn't help to quell the boredom he would feel as he sat eating by his lonesome, unable to exchange even a single word with his travel companion.\n\nAnd thirdly, an incessant head-ache had for some reason plagued him from the moment he sat down to eat, and although Bethol couldn't rightly blame that on their weaselly host it still made the already-awkward dinner even more painful for him.\n\nFiona seemed to agree with the mercenary, judging from the blank, stiff face she wore throughout the feast. In fact, there were several times where it looked like the golden-haired noblewoman actually envied Bethol's isolation, for the she was forced to participate in an extremely one-sided \"conversation\" with their host, which mostly consisted of him droning on about his estate and business dealings while Fiona simply did her best to nod along. At some point the Count even began to talk about his unmarried son Rivar in great detail, which greatly worried her after his earlier remarks about marriage, but luckily it appeared that the rest of the Varr family was away on a trip, so Fiona was spared from having to actually meet the brat.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHowever, shortly after an hour or so had passed a uniformed man suddenly entered the large room and hastily walked over to the Count, who was still busy listing to Fiona the many awards his prized Varing-breed had earned at last years Grand Horse-Display in Auvinne. His smug expression changed to one of annoyance when he noticed the soldier approach, but before the Count could start berating him for rudely interrupting his \"dinner-party\" the uniformed man bend forward and started to quietly whisper into the nobleman's ear. Bethol, who was still bored out of his mind, couldn't keep himself from subtly trying to listen in on what was being said, but due to the distance between himself and his host he could only gleam a few panicked words:\n\n\"Rivercrest pastures...villagers...riot...blood drawn...\"\n\nA cold glint entered Rael Varr's eyes as he listened to the frantic report. Afterwards he barked a short order to the uniformed man, who then promptly turned and fled the oppressive dinning hall, before the nobleman looked to his guest with an apologetic look on his face.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Unspecified.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, jovial, sarcastic, stubborn, and protective of those under his care.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n * Has a past history with the mercenary company (mentioned in passing).\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, light-blue gown, wide-shaded hat.\n - Personality: Noble, polite, refined, concerned, and sometimes naive.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed Bethol as her guide.\n * Daughter of a high-ranking nobleman.\n3. **Rael Varr (Count)**:\n - Appearance: Blond-haired, mustachioed, dressed in luxurious attire.\n - Personality: Self-absorbed, condescending, manipulative, and hostile.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Friend of Fiona's father.\n * Employer of most townspeople in Varing.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Bethol's Past**: Unspecified, but seems to involve a traumatic event or contract that has led to his pacifism and vow not to kill.\n2. **Fiona's Naivety**: She often appears oblivious to social hierarchies and norms, causing tension between herself and others.\n3. **Rael's Manipulation**: The Count uses his charm and influence to control those around him, particularly Fiona.\n4. **Maiden Behavior**: Servants in the mansion seem to follow strict rules of etiquette, hiding their true emotions behind blank expressions.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ale**: A drink served to Bethol by one of the maids, which he enjoys.\n2. **Glasses**: Various types are mentioned, including mulled wine and other beverages.\n3. **Silver Cutlery**: Expensive utensils used during dinner.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **Social Hierarchy**: Nobles like Rael Varr hold significant power and influence over common people.\n2. **Employment**: Many townspeople in Varing are employed by the Count, either as servants or caretakers.\n3. **Rules of Etiquette**: Servants and nobles follow strict rules of behavior, with punishments implied for those who fail to comply.\n4. **Magical System**: None explicitly stated.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Location**: The story takes place in a fantasy world, likely in a region called Cantorish, with various locations such as Cross Watch, Cranagh, Auvinne, Thûrdu village, Deep Reach, and the Hycari Woodlands.\n2. **Geography**: Towns and villages are scattered across the landscape, with some areas being heavily forested (e.g., the Hycari Woodlands).\n3. **Politics**: Nobles like Rael Varr wield significant power and influence over local populations.\n4. **History**: Events mentioned include a fertility ritual involving harpies, a Grand Horse-Display in Auvinne, and rumors about Bethol's past.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I am terribly sorry, but it appears that some urgent matters require my attention. I shan't be gone for long, but do feel free to start on the dessert while you wait.\" said the Count in a polite voice, though one could easily detect the blazing anger that hid just beneath the surface of his words.\n\nHe then calmly exited through the chamber's large double-doors, and so left Fiona and Bethol completely on their own. They both stared at the closed doors for almost a solid minute, with bated breath and tense, unmoving bodies as if they expected their ungracious host to suddenly make his return at any moment, but eventually they began to realize that he really had left the manor-house, at which point they felt the could finally lower their guard and actually relax.\n\n\"Here's hoping it takes a while for him to sort out those \"urgent matters\"...\" said Bethol jokingly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe glanced over to his golden-haired employer, and was surprised to see her rising from her seat and then walk over to one of the empty chairs beside his lonely spot, carrying along her plate of virtually-untouched food. She then sat down next to him and began to quietly eat. A wry smile formed on the mercenary's face, and he was almost about to offer some teasing remark to the girl about her \"consorting with a low-born\" or something along those lines, but he managed to hold himself back since he didn't want to spoil the moment.\n\nInstead simply turned to his own untouched portion and began to chow down as well, albeit with the lack of refined table manners that bespoke of his common upbringing. Fiona didn't seem to mind however, and so they two travel companions ended up simply eating their now-cold meal side by side. The silence that then filled the room wasn't uncomfortable or awkward, but rather peaceful; it kinda reminded Bethol of how the two of them would sit by the campfire and munch down their mundane travel-rations after a long day of riding through the wilderness, although at those times the silence would usually be filled by Fiona enthusiastically talking about one of the innumerable topics she found interesting.\n\n\"Ehmm...\"\n\nThe silence that had stretched over the over-sized dinning hall was finally broken by the golden-haired noblewoman, who for some reason was looking to Bethol with faint traces of shame on her face.\n\n\"I need to apologize for Lord Varr's disgraceful behavior.\" she said in a serious voice, with her gloved hands now tightly balled into fists. \"And for subjecting you to said disgraceful behavior as well. He's been a friend of my father for as long as I can remember, but he's also always been a...a...\"\n\n\"A complete ass?\" the mercenary finished her sentence with an amused smile on his face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThis inspired a brief smile on her own face as well.\n\n\"Yes, I think that's probably the best description of Rael Varr there is.\" she replied a bit more cheerfully, but not without the same apologetic undertones from before.\n\nBethol put down the expensive silver-cutlery he'd been awkwardly holding and wiped his mouth on what he hoped to be napkin, before turning towards the forlorn Fiona and offering her his usual jovial smile.\n\n\"Don't worry about it Fiona: you don't spend nearly fifteen years as mercenary without learning how to take crap from nobles and rich merchants.\" he said in a carefree manner. \"Besides, I'm glad you brought me along; I shudder just thinking about leaving you alone with that oily bastard.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe seemed to consider his words for a few moments, before a genuine, cheerful expression blossomed on her face and the serious glint in her eyes finally melted away.\n\n\"I guess I'll take that as \"apology accepted\".\" she replied in a voice that fell short of actually sounding haughty.\n\nBut her fingers were still knotted together in a nervous manner, and from the way she was looking at him it seemed like there was still something she needed to get off her chest.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You know, we haven't really talked about what happened back on that mountain a few weeks ago...\"\n\nThe mercenary shrugged nonchalantly.\n\n\"What's there to talk about? As far as I remember you had front-row seats to the entire show...\" he answered with a dirty smirk.\n\nFiona's face immediately turned bright-red from embarrassment.\n\n\"Not that you pervert!\" she loudly exclaimed. \"I'm talking about what happened just before the \"offering\"...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe turned her gaze away from him and looked down at her plate.\n\n\"You were willing to put your life on the line for my safety, and I never got the chance to properly thank you...\"\n\nFor a few moments Bethol was at a loss for words. Back in his old mercenary company you would never openly talk about the various life-or-death situations that would happen during combat; in fact, it was almost considered taboo, so Bethol was used to just brushing past events like that under the table.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No need to thank me; it's all part of the job.\" he ended up responding, after clearing his throat in embarrassment.\n\nFiona, however, did not like that respond. She jerked her head back towards him and started glaring at him, with eyes that seemed somehow both angry and confused.\n\n\"But that doesn't make any sense! Why would you so readily give up your life for your contract? I've never heard of any other sell-sword that would do that!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe took a deep breath to calm herself down.\n\n\"I remember you mentioned something about your past, as well as \"atonement\"...\" she continued on, now in slow, calm tone of voice. \" Is that the real reason? Does it have something to do with your vow not to kill?\"\n\nNow it was Bethol's turn to look away; a foul taste had entered his mouth the moment she mentioned the word \"past\". As always, horrible images started to flash by in his mind every time he was reminded about that hellish contract, but this time he also felt a pounding pain in his skull from the damnable head-ache he'd suffered through for past hour. Up until that point the faint ache in his head had just been a minor nuisance, but now it felt like his skull was caught between an anvil and a blacksmith's hammer.\n\nWhy did I have to run my mouth like that...the mercenary thought to himself as he rubbed the temples of his head. From now on he would do his damnedest to keep himself from becoming sentimental, even when facing down certain death.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's none of your business Fiona\" he finally replied, with his eyes still turned away from the concerned expression her face. \"You hired me to protect you, not to hear my life-story.\"\n\nThe golden-haired noblewoman seemed a bit taken aback by the bluntness of Bethol's refusal, but it wasn't enough to dissuade her worrying inquiry.\n\n\"I said: LAY OFF!\"\n\nHe hadn't really wanted to yell at her, but he found it really hard to keep himself composed because of the bloody head-ache that just wouldn't stop hammering against his cranium.\n\n\"I'm not a fucking \"Sentient Non-Human\" or whatever the hell you call them, so you don't need to write about me in that little journal of yours!\" Bethol continued, in a tone much harsher than what he intended, as he kept massaging his pounding head.\n\n\"So how about you curb your curiosity for once and leave the past in the past. Got it?!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe mercenary briefly glanced to his right, and watched the young woman before him stare back at him with utter shock on her face. It didn't take long though before her bewilderment turned to hurt, and with a trembling upper-lip and misty eyes she slowly turned away from him, after muttering: \"I'm sorry\" in a timid manner that reminded Bethol of how she'd responded earlier to the Count's poorly-veiled threat.\n\nAnother deep silence settled over the dinning hall, and this time it was definitely not a pleasant one.Even though a part of Bethol knew he'd overreacted, he just couldn't bring himself to apologize.\n\nThe girl needs to learn not to poke her pretty nose into other people's affairs, he stubbornly thought to himself.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBetter she learn it now, than some time latter where it might get her killed...\n\nBut as the minutes stretched on he kept stealing glances at the stiff mask on Fiona's face, noticing the slight tremble to her lips and the faint redness around her eyes, as she sluggishly prodded at the now-cold remnants of the her meal with a silver fork. There was also an evident tenseness to her slow movements, which again reminded the mercenary of her reaction to being touched by Rael Varr.\n\nBethol heaved in a deep sigh.\n\nI guess it turns out that our \"gracious host\" isn't the only ass around here... he bitterly thought.\n\nHe opened his mouth, intent on apologizing to Fiona for acting like a spoiled child, but as the saying goes: Speak of the devil and he shall appear. So Bethol's words ended up being drowned when the pair of double-doors that led to the estate's dinning hall was suddenly opened, with Count Varr pompously striding into the room wearing a displeased expression on his face. It was clear that whatever matter had requires his attention had obviously gone poorly, since his usual self-satisfied mannerism was now replaced with an impatient, almost-agitated, kind of attitude that somehow made him appear even less friendly than before.\n\nThe Count directed a cold gaze towards his two guest, with further traces of displeasure showing on his face as he noticed Fiona's change of seat.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Once again, I humbly apologize for my absence, but holdings as vast as mine unfortunately cannot be left unsupervised for long...\" he said in flat tone of voice.\n\n\"But it's getting late, so I shan't keep you up any longer. Fiona, follow me if you please, and I'll escort you to the guest chambers. I'll have Marie take care of your \"companion\"...\"\n\nBethol watched as the golden-haired noblewoman quietly rose from her seat and then stiffly walked over towards their host, all the while deliberately avoiding any eye-contact with the mercenary. He thought about grabbing her hand as she walked by, but ended up hesitating and so missed his chance to talk to her before she followed the Count out of the large room. So for several moments he just continued to sit at the overly-long table, silently cursing himself for a stubborn fool while clutching his aching skull.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Unspecified.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, jovial, sarcastic, stubborn, and protective of those under his care.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n * Has a past history with the mercenary company (mentioned in passing).\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, light-blue gown, wide-shaded hat.\n - Personality: Noble, polite, refined, concerned, and sometimes naive.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Employed Bethol as her guide.\n * Daughter of a high-ranking nobleman.\n3. **Rael Varr (Count)**:\n - Appearance: Blond-haired, mustachioed, dressed in luxurious attire.\n - Personality: Self-absorbed, condescending, manipulative, and hostile.\n - Special Abilities: None explicitly stated.\n - Relationships:\n * Friend of Fiona's father.\n * Employer of most townspeople in Varing.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Bethol's Past**: Unspecified, but seems to involve a traumatic event or contract that has led to his pacifism and vow not to kill.\n2. **Fiona's Naivety**: She often appears oblivious to social hierarchies and norms, causing tension between herself and others.\n3. **Rael's Manipulation**: The Count uses his charm and influence to control those around him, particularly Fiona.\n4. **Maiden Behavior**: Servants in the mansion seem to follow strict rules of etiquette, hiding their true emotions behind blank expressions.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ale**: A drink served to Bethol by one of the maids, which he enjoys.\n2. **Glasses**: Various types are mentioned, including mulled wine and other beverages.\n3. **Silver Cutlery**: Expensive utensils used during dinner.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **Social Hierarchy**: Nobles like Rael Varr hold significant power and influence over common people.\n2. **Employment**: Many townspeople in Varing are employed by the Count, either as servants or caretakers.\n3. **Rules of Etiquette**: Servants and nobles follow strict rules of behavior, with punishments implied for those who fail to comply.\n4. **Magical System**: None explicitly stated.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Location**: The story takes place in a fantasy world, likely in a region called Cantorish, with various locations such as Cross Watch, Cranagh, Auvinne, Thûrdu village, Deep Reach, and the Hycari Woodlands.\n2. **Geography**: Towns and villages are scattered across the landscape, with some areas being heavily forested (e.g., the Hycari Woodlands).\n3. **Politics**: Nobles like Rael Varr wield significant power and influence over local populations.\n4. **History**: Events mentioned include a fertility ritual involving harpies, a Grand Horse-Display in Auvinne, and rumors about Bethol's past.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ahem!\"\n\nHe very nearly bolted out of his chair with surprise at the sudden sound of a faintly-feminine grunt. Bethol frantically turned his head around and saw that the sour-faced, middle-aged maid from earlier was standing behind him, with a impatient look on her face that clearly signaled that she was waiting for him to rise from the table. How she'd entered the room without him noticing the mercenary wouldn't even try guess, but from the Count's earlier comment it was logical to assume that this was the \"Marie\" who was going to lead him to his room, so he decided not to dally and quickly rose from his chair.\n\n\"Follow me please...\" she said in a voice devoid of any emotion, before she then turned and walked towards another set of door leading out of the dinning hall, completely opposite from where Rael Varr and Fiona had exited through just a few moments earlier. Her brisk pace made it evidently clear that she didn't much appreciate the task that had been given to her—which made Bethol silently wish that it had been the friendly, pony-tailed maid instead—but due to the head-ache that was still pounding away at the mercenary's skull he was desperately yearning for a comfortable bed to collapse on, which made him more than happy to put up with yet another show of inhospitality as long as it involved him getting to his room.\n\n\"Here it is...\" the middle-aged maid finally exclaimed as she stopped in front of a modest-looking door, after having lead Bethol down a narrow corridor in what he had to assume to be the part of the mansion designed for the servant-folk, since it lacked the many decorations and displays of wealth that seemed to litter the rest of the house.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Thank you.\" the mercenary replied in a gruff voice, trying his best not to grimace from the dull sensation that was enveloping his head.\n\nWalking into the room he quickly realized that he'd been given what appeared to be a spare-chamber for the servants, since the small room barely house anything besides a bed and a small closet. Not that it really bothered the mercenary, who was used to the kind of lice-infested lodgings offered by cheap roadside taverns, so he simply closed the door behind him and sluggishly dragged himself over to the bed before lying down on the comfortable mattress. He hadn't really intended to just collapse like that, but his heavy body and aching skull just couldn't resist the comfort offered by the soft covers, and so before he knew it his vision had turned dark and a heavy slumber taken hold of him...\n\nTo be continued...<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Carefree, pacifistic, determined, and willing to defend himself.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed by Fiona, has a complicated past with her.\n\n2. **Dark-Elf (Laûn'alla)**:\n - Appearance: Pale skin with a dark-grey hue, pointed ears, purple hair, and a black leather harness.\n - Personality: Cold, arrogant, sadistic, and manipulative.\n - Special abilities: Sorcery, able to transform into different forms (maid and dark-elf).\n - Relationships: Hides in Varing, preys on humans, has a complex history with them.\n\n3. **Fiona**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, wearing a thin white night-shift.\n - Personality: Worried, empathetic, and understanding.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed Bethol, has a complicated past with him.\n\n4. **Rael Varr**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Owns the mansion where Bethol and Fiona stay, possibly unaware of the Dark-Elf hiding there.\n\n5. **Maid**:\n - Appearance: Pony-tailed, friendly-faced.\n - Personality: Friendly, innocent-looking.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Works for Rael Varr, hides the Dark-Elf's true form.\n\n6. **Count**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Possibly connected to witch-burnings, has a connection to the Dark-Elves.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* **Translocation Ring**: A magical ring worn by Bethol that allows him to teleport short distances when activated. It requires body heat to function and must be visualized clearly to work effectively.\n* **Sorcery**: The Dark-Elf possesses sorcerous abilities, allowing her to transform into different forms and perform magic.\n* **Enchanted Ring**: Although not explicitly stated, this enchanted ring is likely a separate item from the Translocation Ring. Its purpose and functionality are unknown but seem to be related to Bethol's situation.\n* **Human Seed**: The Dark-Elf has a weakness for human seed, finding its taste rich and virile.\n* **Cock-Hunger**: Both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibit cock-hungry tendencies, displaying strong desires for sexual gratification.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n* **Leather Cord**: A cord worn by Bethol, carrying his enchanted ring.\n* **Black Leather Harness**: Worn by the Dark-Elf, covering a portion of her body.\n* **Rope**: Used to tie Bethol's hands and feet initially and later used to bind the Dark-Elf after Bethol escapes.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* **Magic System**: Magic seems to exist in this world, with both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibiting magical abilities or being affected by them.\n* **World Geography**: The story takes place within a mansion called Varing, suggesting a relatively small geographical area.\n* **Social Hierarchies**: There appears to be a social hierarchy with nobles (like Fiona) and common people, as well as a distinction between humans and non-human species (like Dark-Elves).\n* **Rules Governing the World**: Witch-burning is a real threat, and those caught practicing magic may face persecution.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* **Varing Mansion**: The location where most of the story takes place, owned by Count Rael Varr.\n* **Dark-Elf History**: Dark-Elves seem to be hunted or persecuted by humans, leading to their need for secrecy and deception.\n* **Human-Dark Elf Relations**: Humans and Dark-Elves have a complicated history, with tensions and conflicts existing between the two groups.\n* **Count Rael Varr's Role**: His role in the world is unclear, but it seems he may be connected to the persecution of Dark-Elves.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAn indeterminable amount of time passed before Bethol awoke with a sudden jolt. The mercenary didn't really consider himself a light-sleeper, especially not when he was resting in an actual bed for once, so the only times he would awake with such a start was when his old soldier-instincts were trying to warn him of some kind of imminent danger, and this time proved to be no exception, for as soon as the mercenary opened his eyes he realized that there was something terribly wrong. First of all, the thick darkness in the room made it clear that it was still in the middle of the night, and yet a faint light from a lit candle was illuminating the modest room, a candle which Bethol had no memory of lighting before collapsing on the bed. Second of all, he appeared to be completely naked, with every scrap of his newly-bought travelling attire lying in a jumbled heap on the floor, save the leather cord around his neck carrying his enchanted ring. However, the most alarming element of all was the fact that his hands and feet had somehow been tied to the corners of the bed! Bethol desperately began to tug at the constricting bonds, all the while his confused mind tried it's best to process this strange twist of fate, but it became clear that the rope that had been used to tie his limbs were too sturdy for him to simply break on his own.\n\nHumiliating it might be he was about to call out for help, but the yell caught in his throat when he spied a hunched-over shape near his left foot. The shape rose from the floor, having evidently just finished securing his foot the bedpost, and when it turned to the mercenary he was shocked to see the friendly smile of the young, pony-tailed maid from earlier greet him.\n\n\"Ooh, already up I see? And here I thought the drug would keep you in dreamland for at least another hour.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol was certain the words came from the woman's lips, and yet this husky, melodious voice he was hearing sounded nothing like the gentle serving-girl who had offered him a mug of ale.\n\n\"Wh-what's going on here?\" he confusingly cried out while his gaze flickered between his bound limbs and the smiling woman before him.\n\nA low, throaty chuckle escaped her lips.\n\n\"I'm so sorry for spiking your drink like that; I imagine my little sleep-concoction completely ruined your dinner party.\" she spoke with some amusement. \"But there was no other choice you see: I just hate it when my prey gets overly restless after I reveal my true form to them.\"\n\n\"Speaking of which...\"\n\nShe raised one of her hands to her heart and muttered a few incomprehensible words under her breath, just before some kind of dark mass of swirling shadows appeared from out of nowhere and enveloped her entire body in complete blackness. Bethol could only look on with awe at the frightening display of sorcery, until all of a sudden the shadowy mass dispersed just as abruptly as it had arrived. Within in, however, no longer stood the friendly-faced maid from before...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nInstead, a tall, purple-haired woman with a sinister expression on her angular, beautiful face was now looking down at the prone mercenary, while also seductively licking her glossy, red lips. Her long purple hair, which was set up in a elegant pony-tail similar to the mild-faced maid from before, was actually the least striking part about her appearance though: She had extremely pale skin, coloured in a dark-grey hue that made it seem every inch of her smooth flesh was covered in ashes, with a pair of long, pointed ears that extended well above the top of the woman's head. Also, the only thing she was wearing was a strange harness made out of black leather, which only managed to cover a tiny portion of her slender, yet highly sensual body; only a single, thin scrap of leather was covering her heaving, melon-sized breasts, and the same was true of the puffy mound of her sex.\n\n\"You're an elf!\" exclaimed Bethol, as he stared with incredulity at the woman's pointy ears.\n\nThe mercenary had never actually seen one of the elf-folk before, but the local priest of Bethol's birth village had always provided very detailed descriptions of them whenever he'd been giving a sermon about their \"demonic and ungodly ways\".<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No, I'm a dark-elf!\" she quickly replied, with a faint trace of annoyance to her husky voice. \"We are nothing like our uptight cousins.\"\n\nShe then took a step towards the bed and extended one of her pale, slender fingers down towards Bethol's right foot.\n\n\"For over a century now I've been hiding in this filthy hovel you call Varing, and yet every time I decide to play a bit with one of you lowly humans you always react with such...rudeness...\" she said in a quiet voice, as she took another step forward along the edge of the bed while tracing a thin red line up across the mercenary leg with her incredibly sharp finger-nail.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThis spurred a brief wince of pain from Bethol, but not enough to make him look away from the approaching dark-elf; after all, maintaining eye contact was currently the only way for him to display his defiance.\n\n\"Ah, but at least you aren't shaking with fear at the sight of my true appearance, unlike so many of my previous \"toys\".\" she continued, now with a faintly-pleased expression on her beautiful, yet cold face. \"I knew there was something special about you when I first spied you walking up to the front door of my lair.\"\n\nShe lifted her slightly-bloodstained finger from Bethol's naked body soon after it had reached his broad chest, before bringing the slender digits to her glistening lips as she started to suck on it with a sultry glint in her eyes.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"What do you want from me?\" he asked the ashen-skinned elf in a gruff voice, even though already had a good guess as to what she would answer.\n\nAnother low, throaty chuckle sounded from the dark-elf.\n\n\"Why, it's simple: I'm granting you the privilege of sating my lustful hunger with your virile, masculine body.\" she said with a sinister smile. \"Of course, I'll have to take your life afterwards. But at least you can be happy knowing that your last moments will be filled with ecstasy and pleasure.\"\n\nThe mercenary felt a cold shiver run down his spine.\n\n\"Ehm, you know, I'm very honored that you chose me to \"sate your hunger\" and all that...\" Bethol spoke in a careful voice, as he tried his damnedest to keep himself calm despite the growing pit of fear in his stomach.\n\n\"...but I can't help but wonder if it's really necessary for you to kill me afterwards. Can't we just have a bit of fun and then part ways like responsible adults? I swear I won't tell a soul about your true identity...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer sultry look immediately turned cold after hearing his words.\n\n\"Do you think me a thoughtless fool?\" she said in a voice so frosty that Bethol could feel the blood in his veins turn to ice.\n\n\"I once showed mercy to one of your kind, and the very next day I was greeted by a mob of torch-wielding peasants dead set on burning me at the stake for practicing \"witchcraft and foul arts\". So don't think for a second that your pathetic lies will sway me from doing what needs to be done.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"But enough about that; it's time for me to enjoy my \"meal\"...\" she said, after having regained her usual sultry-yet-sinister expression.\n\nThe dark-elf then proceeded to bend her upper body down towards the constricted mercenary, until he could feel the soft sensation of her large, pillowy tits resting atop his broad chest, while she extended her right hand and grabbed hold of his exposed, half-erect cock.\n\n\"Oh, I see you haven't quite gotten into the mood yet. I guess I'll just have to change that...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe began to carefully stroke his flaccid prick with the velvety-soft palm of her hand, which caused an involuntary yelp of pleasure to escape from Bethol; never had his cock felt a set of fingers that moved with such deliberation and skill. Her grey skin was also unnaturally cold to the touch, but that chilly sensation simply added an extra layer of stimuli to the dark-elf's already-amazing slow strokes of her hand. It therefore didn't take long before the mercenary's cock had risen to it's full, impressive size, despite the threat of murder that was hanging above his head.\n\n\"Now that's much better! Such a good boy...\" she cooed playfully, soon after she started having trouble encircling the thick shaft with her hand.\n\nHowever, the hardening of his dick only spurred the dark-elf on even further: She began to pump his now fully-erect member with her hand at a much faster rate now, while her fingers continued to carefully caress his pulsating cock with just as much bliss-inducing precision as before. In fact, they way she skilfully managed to trace each of her individual fingers along every sensitive spot of his dick gave of the illusion that a whole group of women were tenderly servicing him, even though the mercenary was keenly aware that the dark-elf woman was the only other person in the room.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnother growl of pleasure sounded from Bethol's clenched teeth; he just couldn't deny how good her skilled hand felt on his cock. The sounds he made didn't go unnoticed however, for a triumphant expression quickly formed on the elven woman's lust-filled face.\n\n\"Yes, that's it! Don't hold back, just let the pleasure overtake you.\" she purred happily after increasing the speed of her strokes yet again. \"Just make sure to tell me when you're going to cum; otherwise I might need to punish you for disobedience...\"\n\nBethol wasn't exactly happy with the condescending tone she was using, but tied-down as he were there wasn't really anything he could do about it, besides simply enjoying the dark-elf's service as much as he could. He still held a little bit of spite within him however, for when he finally felt himself edging close to his climax he decided not to tell her about it.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Carefree, pacifistic, determined, and willing to defend himself.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed by Fiona, has a complicated past with her.\n\n2. **Dark-Elf (Laûn'alla)**:\n - Appearance: Pale skin with a dark-grey hue, pointed ears, purple hair, and a black leather harness.\n - Personality: Cold, arrogant, sadistic, and manipulative.\n - Special abilities: Sorcery, able to transform into different forms (maid and dark-elf).\n - Relationships: Hides in Varing, preys on humans, has a complex history with them.\n\n3. **Fiona**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, wearing a thin white night-shift.\n - Personality: Worried, empathetic, and understanding.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed Bethol, has a complicated past with him.\n\n4. **Rael Varr**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Owns the mansion where Bethol and Fiona stay, possibly unaware of the Dark-Elf hiding there.\n\n5. **Maid**:\n - Appearance: Pony-tailed, friendly-faced.\n - Personality: Friendly, innocent-looking.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Works for Rael Varr, hides the Dark-Elf's true form.\n\n6. **Count**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Possibly connected to witch-burnings, has a connection to the Dark-Elves.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* **Translocation Ring**: A magical ring worn by Bethol that allows him to teleport short distances when activated. It requires body heat to function and must be visualized clearly to work effectively.\n* **Sorcery**: The Dark-Elf possesses sorcerous abilities, allowing her to transform into different forms and perform magic.\n* **Enchanted Ring**: Although not explicitly stated, this enchanted ring is likely a separate item from the Translocation Ring. Its purpose and functionality are unknown but seem to be related to Bethol's situation.\n* **Human Seed**: The Dark-Elf has a weakness for human seed, finding its taste rich and virile.\n* **Cock-Hunger**: Both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibit cock-hungry tendencies, displaying strong desires for sexual gratification.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n* **Leather Cord**: A cord worn by Bethol, carrying his enchanted ring.\n* **Black Leather Harness**: Worn by the Dark-Elf, covering a portion of her body.\n* **Rope**: Used to tie Bethol's hands and feet initially and later used to bind the Dark-Elf after Bethol escapes.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* **Magic System**: Magic seems to exist in this world, with both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibiting magical abilities or being affected by them.\n* **World Geography**: The story takes place within a mansion called Varing, suggesting a relatively small geographical area.\n* **Social Hierarchies**: There appears to be a social hierarchy with nobles (like Fiona) and common people, as well as a distinction between humans and non-human species (like Dark-Elves).\n* **Rules Governing the World**: Witch-burning is a real threat, and those caught practicing magic may face persecution.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* **Varing Mansion**: The location where most of the story takes place, owned by Count Rael Varr.\n* **Dark-Elf History**: Dark-Elves seem to be hunted or persecuted by humans, leading to their need for secrecy and deception.\n* **Human-Dark Elf Relations**: Humans and Dark-Elves have a complicated history, with tensions and conflicts existing between the two groups.\n* **Count Rael Varr's Role**: His role in the world is unclear, but it seems he may be connected to the persecution of Dark-Elves.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe's going to kill me either way; might as well go out on my own terms...he thought to himself, moments before he reached his orgasm.\n\nSo, with a final poorly-suppressed roar of pleasure Bethol began to spurt out long ropes of pearly-white semen from his swollen cock, prompting a surprised grunt and an angry glare from the dark-elf when the first strands of cum suddenly landed on her slender hand. Her furious expression was only visible for a few moments though, for she quickly dove down and encircled his still-spurting prick with her glossy red lips, apparently intent on catching his remaining seed with her mouth. Bethol had to admit that the unexpected sight was incredibly arousing; the stark contrast between her usual arrogant behaviour and how she was currently chugging down his semen like some cock-starved slut made his twitching member shoot out even more of his cum.\n\nA few moments passed before his cock finally stopped spewing, at which point the cum-hungry dark-elf withdrew her over-stuffed mouth and started to gulp down the white liquid with a pleased smile on her face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ahh...\" she purred happily afterwards, as she absently licked up the few spatters on her right hand. \"Thick, human seed has always been a guilty pleasure of mine; it's rich, virile taste never fails to get me aroused...\"\n\nTo illustrate her point she climbed unto the bed and straddled the mercenary's legs, before she then reached down and tugged aside the small scrap of leather in front of her crotch, revealing her perfectly-shaped pussy beneath it, drooling and twitching with clear, desperate sexual hunger. The erotic sight was more than enough to reinvigorate him; so much so that his thick breeding-pole ended up slapping against the puffy mound of her exposed sex, which prompted a pleased, husky rasp from the slutty dark-elf pursed lips.\n\n\"Hhmmm, I just can't wait to devour your thick dick with my hungry pussy...\" she purred lustfully, while lowering a pair of her slender fingers down to her stubby clitoris. \"After all, it's been almost a decade since it last tasted the delicious flavour of hard, human-cock.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe glanced over at Bethol's conflicted face and let out a short, mocking laughter.\n\n\"Ohh, I imagine you would just love to break out of your bonds, pin me down on the bed and ravage my tight cunt like a mad beast. For that's what you humans truly are: Filthy animals, who would happily give up their right arm for a chance to defile a luscious, pure-blooded laûn'alla such as I...\"\n\nHer gushing slit was now rubbing up against his pulsating prick, as the dark-elf continued to mock the tied-down mercenary with a sadistic grin on her face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Perhaps I'll even let you, if would admit all of the obscene things you wish to inflict upon my pristine body...\"\n\nAfter hearing those words the mercenary couldn't help feel a brief glimmer of hope—if his bonds were severed he might still escape with his life—even though the amused smile on her face and the anticipatory, almost ravenous look of expectancy in her eyes suggested that there was little chance of her actually going through with her offer.\n\nIt's not like I've got any other choice though...\n\nHe took a deep breath and looked her squarely in the eye.\n\n\"You're right: I wa-want to fuck you like an animal; to wipe that arrogant smirk off your face and turn you into my own co-cock-hungry little bitch...\" the mercenary hesitantly exclaimed.\n\nBethol didn't genuinely mean any of the things he was saying; he just used the words he expected the dark-elf wanted to hear. Although, he couldn't deny that a certain dark part of him really wanted to defile her perfect, ashen-skinned body...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHowever, immediately after his fake confession Bethol felt a sudden pressure near the tip of his cock, and without even a single word of warning the voluptuous dark-elf impaled her drooling pussy unto his rigid breeding-pole with a single, fluid motion.\n\n\"YES! I KNEW IT!\" the woman loudly exclaimed as her insides were quickly filled with veiny man-meat. \"You really are an obscene man! A worthy meal for my own decadent hunger!\"\n\nShe quickly began to bounce her well-rounded hips up and down Bethol's thick shaft, taking the entirety of his impressive length with lewd joy radiating from her cock-hungry expression. The mercenary had to admit that it felt absolutely incredible; her silky-soft insides clung to him like a second set of skin, completely permeated with a blissful warmth that perfectly complimented the chilly touch of her ashen-coloured skin. But no matter how pleasant the dark-elf's tight pussy might have felt, it didn't change the fact that Bethol was in grave trouble and needed to find some way to break out of his constraints.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I did as you said!\" he loudly exclaimed, in an attempt to make himself audible through the boisterous sounds of the ashen-skinned woman's thighs slapping against his lower body. \"So cut the rope like you promised!\"\n\nA glimmer of amusement crept into her lust-filled expression.\n\n\"Did you really think I would let you loose after hearing such a depraved confession? No, animals like you are best enjoyed when they are safely constrained...\" she replied, still wearing a cock-hungry smile on her face and without slowing down the rapid bucking of her hips.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSMACK! SMACK! SMACK!\n\nHer voluptuous ass just kept bouncing up and down his dick, with the dark-elf positioning her gushing snatch in a variety of different angles in order to rub all of the pleasurable spots inside of her with his sturdy cock, with no regard whatsoever to the man that was actually connected to it. In a way it felt like she was just using his dick as a tool for her own pleasure, which to Bethol's great chagrin didn't actually diminish the heavenly sensation of her outrageously-erotic body. In fact, after merely a handful of minutes of her milking his cock with her gushing pussy the mercenary began to feel the familiar swelling in his balls that signalled an imminent climax.\n\nNeed to...think of something...quick!\n\nHe desperately scanned his surroundings for something, just anything, that might save him from the sex-crazed dark-elf joyfully bouncing atop of him, and that was when his eyes fell upon the dull copper ring lying on his chest, still tightly fastened to the leather cord around his neck. The enchanted ring was normally cold to the touch, but the heat and intensity of the dark-elf's wanton love-making had apparently made his body flushed enough to warm up the metal band.\n\nCould it work? Bethol doubtfully thought. It was a magic ring after all, so it seemed unlikely that he could activate it without actually wearing it on his finger. But then again, there was also the possibility that it simply needed his body heat in order to work.\n\nAt any rate the mercenary was out of options, so he ended up pinning his hopes on the small piece of jewellery, as he emptied his mind as best he could and closed his eyes, while focusing his thoughts on the empty space behind his bed. It wasn't easy though, since his cock was constantly being devoured by the dark-elf's insatiable pussy while her lewd moans echoed through the small chamber, not to mention the fact that Bethol was doing his very best to hold himself back from filling her soft insides with another heavy load. But just as the mercenary was about give up he started to feel a faint vibration on his chest from the now slightly quaking Translocation-Ring, which was a clear sign that his plan somehow seemed to be working. So he steeled his mind and upped his concentration even further, clenching his teeth together as he expended every effort he had left in him to picture himself in his mind standing upright behind the bed, rather than lying tied-down on it, all the while resisting the urge to empty his balls into the elven woman mounting him. Finally, when he felt he had a clear enough mental image in his head, he opened up his eyes and violently thrust upwards with his crutch.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Arghh!\" Bethol roared as he started to pump out a stream of thick, human seed directly into the dark-elf's hungry womb. His sudden movement seemed to have caught her off-guard, for a surprised moan ended up escaping her lips as her insides were quickly filled with a hefty serving of cum. This prompted a violent orgasm of her own to rock her voluptuous body from head to toe, and it was during this moment that the mercenary's prone form suddenly disappeared from the soft mattress...\n\nHe reappeared a split-second afterwards, standing in the very spot he'd envisioned in his mind, as a wave of confusion and disorientation hit him; it was abundantly clear that the ring wasn't supposed to used while lying down. He managed to push those feelings of vertigo away however, and turned to the shapely backside of the dark-elf' woman, who seemed to be too distracted by her own climax to notice that anything was amiss, before he quickly grabbed some of the rope which was now hanging uselessly from the bedpost and took hold of her slender arms.\n\nThe elf's eyes widened with shock.\n\n\"Wha-wha-how?!\" she sputtered incredulously as she looked back over her shoulder.\n\nWhat followed next was a short brawl between the naked mercenary and the ashen-skinned dark-elf, but even though she put up a decent fight she just couldn't best Bethol in physical strength, and so after but a few moments the elf was lying flat on her stomach, swearing and cursing at her assailant as he bound her hands and feet together.\n\n\"You dog! You wretch! How dare you lay your filthy human-claws on me!\" she angrily wailed while uselessly rolling around on the bed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol admired his handiwork with a satisfied smile on his face.\n\n\"Not so composed now, huh? Not that you have any tight to complain; turnabout is fair-play after all..\"\n\nShe turned around as best she could and shot him a murderous glare.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I swear, once I get out of this I shall inflict such horrors-ARGHH!\"\n\nHer tirade was cut short when Bethol landed a heavy smack on one of her jiggling ass-cheeks, which prompted a pitiful wail to escape from the dark-elf's glistening lips.\n\n\"Could you stop with the death-threats for just a second?\" the mercenary spoke with some annoyance.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Carefree, pacifistic, determined, and willing to defend himself.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed by Fiona, has a complicated past with her.\n\n2. **Dark-Elf (Laûn'alla)**:\n - Appearance: Pale skin with a dark-grey hue, pointed ears, purple hair, and a black leather harness.\n - Personality: Cold, arrogant, sadistic, and manipulative.\n - Special abilities: Sorcery, able to transform into different forms (maid and dark-elf).\n - Relationships: Hides in Varing, preys on humans, has a complex history with them.\n\n3. **Fiona**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, wearing a thin white night-shift.\n - Personality: Worried, empathetic, and understanding.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed Bethol, has a complicated past with him.\n\n4. **Rael Varr**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Owns the mansion where Bethol and Fiona stay, possibly unaware of the Dark-Elf hiding there.\n\n5. **Maid**:\n - Appearance: Pony-tailed, friendly-faced.\n - Personality: Friendly, innocent-looking.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Works for Rael Varr, hides the Dark-Elf's true form.\n\n6. **Count**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Possibly connected to witch-burnings, has a connection to the Dark-Elves.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* **Translocation Ring**: A magical ring worn by Bethol that allows him to teleport short distances when activated. It requires body heat to function and must be visualized clearly to work effectively.\n* **Sorcery**: The Dark-Elf possesses sorcerous abilities, allowing her to transform into different forms and perform magic.\n* **Enchanted Ring**: Although not explicitly stated, this enchanted ring is likely a separate item from the Translocation Ring. Its purpose and functionality are unknown but seem to be related to Bethol's situation.\n* **Human Seed**: The Dark-Elf has a weakness for human seed, finding its taste rich and virile.\n* **Cock-Hunger**: Both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibit cock-hungry tendencies, displaying strong desires for sexual gratification.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n* **Leather Cord**: A cord worn by Bethol, carrying his enchanted ring.\n* **Black Leather Harness**: Worn by the Dark-Elf, covering a portion of her body.\n* **Rope**: Used to tie Bethol's hands and feet initially and later used to bind the Dark-Elf after Bethol escapes.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* **Magic System**: Magic seems to exist in this world, with both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibiting magical abilities or being affected by them.\n* **World Geography**: The story takes place within a mansion called Varing, suggesting a relatively small geographical area.\n* **Social Hierarchies**: There appears to be a social hierarchy with nobles (like Fiona) and common people, as well as a distinction between humans and non-human species (like Dark-Elves).\n* **Rules Governing the World**: Witch-burning is a real threat, and those caught practicing magic may face persecution.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* **Varing Mansion**: The location where most of the story takes place, owned by Count Rael Varr.\n* **Dark-Elf History**: Dark-Elves seem to be hunted or persecuted by humans, leading to their need for secrecy and deception.\n* **Human-Dark Elf Relations**: Humans and Dark-Elves have a complicated history, with tensions and conflicts existing between the two groups.\n* **Count Rael Varr's Role**: His role in the world is unclear, but it seems he may be connected to the persecution of Dark-Elves.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Now, normally I would've been able to put this sort of thing behind me without much trouble, but I've had an absolutely, shit day so I don't think I can walk away from this without venting a few frustrations first.\"\n\nThe dark-elf looked at him with a cold expression on her face.\n\n\"So, I take it you're going to reveal my existence to the Count then?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol responded with an amused chuckle.\n\n\"Nah. I've never really been a fan of witch-burnings; even if the victims are as crazy as yourself.\" he replied in his signature carefree tone of voice. \"Besides, I quite like the idea of that arsehole Rael Varr housing a dark-elf' right beneath his nose.\"\n\nA look of surprise formed on her face as she listed to his words.\n\n\"But then...what are you going to-AAARGH!\"\n\nThe sound of another slap echoed through the chamber, as Bethol left a red hand-print on the dark-elf's bountiful ass yet again.\n\n\"I think it was you who mentioned something about \"obscene desires\" and \"defiling your pristine body\"...\" the mercenary replied, now with a hungry look on his face as his eyes began to roam over her helpless, barely-clothed form.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe reached out and half-tore away the leather harness clinging to her alluring body, which made her heaving, melon-sized tits spill out and wobble uncontrollably as the tied-up elven woman inadvertently squashed them together in a seductive manner. Bethol then climbed on the bed and began to brazenly grope every inch of soft, ashen-skinned flesh which had been previously denied him, and while her body still felt unnaturally cold, the almost creamy sensation of sinking his fingers into her plump thighs and pillow-like breast more than made up for it. All the while the dark-elf' kept cursing and swearing profoundly, while sending him furious glare and small outraged yelps every time he grabbed a particularly-sensitive part of her; especially whenever one of his roving hands would graze by her cleanly-shaven pussy, which turned out to be the only part of her that actually felt warm.\n\n\"You-you...insolent little rat! Everyone of your vile touches simply proves what an obscene animal you truly are!\" she would breathlessly say, as her defenceless body was constantly pawed by the avaricious mercenary.\n\nBethol thought about shutting her up with another well-placed smack on her lovely ass, but he couldn't deny that her arrogant berating, combined with the helpless way in which she was tied up before him, was awakening some dark desires within him he'd never imagined himself to posses.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You talk a lot about obscenities lady, but from where I'm standing it looks like you're the real deviant here.\" he said with a predatory grin on his face. \"Just look at how wet your pussy has become!\"\n\nHe proved his point by sinking a pair of fingers into her gushing little honeypot, which prompted a pathetic moan from the helpless dark-elf' as Bethol's sturdy digits effortlessly penetrated into her folds.\n\n\"You're just a lowly human!\" she cried out half-heartedly. \"You should be on your knees, begging for a chance to service a full-blooded laûn'alla, begging for the honour of being my-HMMGHH?!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer loud tirade was suddenly cut however, when the horny human in question suddenly yanked her body around, so that she was now lying flat on the bed with her stomach pointing towards the ceiling and her upside-down face looking up at the smirking mercenary, before he callously plummeted his fully-erect cock past her glistening lips and into her salivating mouth.\n\n\"That ouaghta shut you up.\" Bethol barked out through clenched teeth, as he was hit with waves of pleasure from the vice-like grip her tight throat had around his dick.\n\nThe dark-elf' wriggled around on the bed in protest as he began to slowly thrust himself into her wet gullet, but aside from that the experienced woman showed no signs of having difficulties taking such a large, veiny cock directly down her oesophagus. And while her eyes—which were at that point concealed beneath Bethol's swinging ballsack—were blazing with defiant anger, she nonetheless quickly adapted her breathing to the mercenary's merciless pounding, which enabled him to plough her pretty face with even more vigour. Soon the sound of gurgles and faint gagging filled the small chamber, as the ashen-skinned woman was getting mouth-fucked with such intensity that a tube-like outline of his cock bulging out her throat became clearly visible on her neck.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Sweet heavens, this feels good.\" said the mercenary gleefully, without slowing down his pumping hips. \"I bet this is the first time somebody has used your tight mouth-pussy like a cheap, silver-crown slut...\"\n\nShe obviously couldn't answer his taunting, not with over ten inches of rock-hard cock stuffing her face, but even if she'd been given break to speak it seemed unlikely that she would be able to articulate any coherent response; her eyes had lost their earlier glimmer of rebellion and instead taken on a look of content, mindless joy, while the rest of her body was now wriggling with excitement and pleasure rather than protest. Bethol might not have been able to see the blissful expression on her face beneath his thrusting shaft, but the way her throat started to happily constrict around his cock was more than enough to make him aware of her true cock-hungry nature resurfacing.\n\nHe reached out and callously grabbed her wobbling breast, squeezing the pale mounds of flesh with his free hand as he continued to spear into her welcoming mouth. This prompted the tied-up dark-elf' to briefly trash around with her legs, before a faint geyser of love juice erupted from her crotch: Apparently the dirty little slut could climax solely from getting her throat fucked! The very thought of it made the mercenary speed up his thrusting, who at that point was already nearing the limit of his endurance.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You said you had a weakness for human seed right?\" Bethol said while panting with lust, as he felt himself unable to hold back any longer. \"So here: have another serving, fresh from the source!\"\n\nAnd with that he let go of his remaining inhibitions, spurting load after load thick cum directly down her hungry throat and into her stomach, all the while keeping a tight grasp on her quivering milk-bag. In that moment he truly did look like an animal, given the way his entire body seemed to curl around her head in order to more easily feed her his cock. He kept this up for several minutes, as the cock-shaped bulge on her neck kept rippling with every spurt of cum, before he finally pulled himself back from her. An audible POP could be heard when his cock left her semen-filled mouth, since she'd apparently never stopped eagerly sucking on it, even as her stomach was filled up with ounce after ounce of thick man-batter.\n\n\"Ahhmhh...taste...mmgghhh...so...goooood...\" she pathetically mewled, as she stared blankly into the air in front of her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThis also finally gave Bethol the chance to look at the slutty, nearly-vacant expression that adored her cum-plastered face. Originally he'd intended to simply teach her a lesson by teasing her defenceless body a bit, but every time he defiled another part of luscious form he found himself hungering for more, which ironically enough seemed to prove the elven woman's point about his obscene nature. He was way too horny to care though, and now seeing her cock-addicted smile with the memory of her sadistic demeanour from earlier fresh in his mind Bethol felt his predatory hunger rising once again.\n\nHe roughly grabbed her tied-together arms and raised up her barely-responding body from the semen-stained mattress. His right hand then drifted southwards before spreading her plump ass-cheeks, revealing a puckering, star-shaped opening.\n\n\"Noooo...\" the sex-addled elf weakly protested, her usual cold and haughty voice now as unfocused as a drunkard's after a night spent sipping the ale keg. \"I will not...not let you defile me there as well...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ohh, you will. In fact, you're gonna be begging for it.\" Bethol responded gleefully.\n\nAn aroused moan from the elven woman suddenly pierced the air, as the mercenary withdrew his hand from her ass and started to finger-fuck her gushing pussy at a frenzied pace, intent on crushing her remaining resistance by giving her an orgasm or two. The plan certainly seemed to be working: Barely a few moments passed before she was shaking her head and violently rattling her suspended frame, as another climax hit her sweat-covered body like a thunderbolt.\n\n\"aaahhh...mmmghhh...urghhh!\" she lustfully whimpered, unable to cover up the intense pleasure she was feeling.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Tell me what you want!\" Bethol gruffly ordered, without slowing down the assault on her over-stimulated snatch.\n\nShe slowly turned her head and looked at him with a dazed look to her eyes, before a stupid, cock-hungry smile formed on her perfect face.\n\n\"Defile me! I want you to defile me!\" the dark-elf' loudly responded. \"Take my pristine body and make it yours! I need to feel your thick, human-cock inside me again!\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Carefree, pacifistic, determined, and willing to defend himself.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed by Fiona, has a complicated past with her.\n\n2. **Dark-Elf (Laûn'alla)**:\n - Appearance: Pale skin with a dark-grey hue, pointed ears, purple hair, and a black leather harness.\n - Personality: Cold, arrogant, sadistic, and manipulative.\n - Special abilities: Sorcery, able to transform into different forms (maid and dark-elf).\n - Relationships: Hides in Varing, preys on humans, has a complex history with them.\n\n3. **Fiona**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, wearing a thin white night-shift.\n - Personality: Worried, empathetic, and understanding.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Employed Bethol, has a complicated past with him.\n\n4. **Rael Varr**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Owns the mansion where Bethol and Fiona stay, possibly unaware of the Dark-Elf hiding there.\n\n5. **Maid**:\n - Appearance: Pony-tailed, friendly-faced.\n - Personality: Friendly, innocent-looking.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Works for Rael Varr, hides the Dark-Elf's true form.\n\n6. **Count**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Not explicitly described.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Possibly connected to witch-burnings, has a connection to the Dark-Elves.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* **Translocation Ring**: A magical ring worn by Bethol that allows him to teleport short distances when activated. It requires body heat to function and must be visualized clearly to work effectively.\n* **Sorcery**: The Dark-Elf possesses sorcerous abilities, allowing her to transform into different forms and perform magic.\n* **Enchanted Ring**: Although not explicitly stated, this enchanted ring is likely a separate item from the Translocation Ring. Its purpose and functionality are unknown but seem to be related to Bethol's situation.\n* **Human Seed**: The Dark-Elf has a weakness for human seed, finding its taste rich and virile.\n* **Cock-Hunger**: Both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibit cock-hungry tendencies, displaying strong desires for sexual gratification.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n* **Leather Cord**: A cord worn by Bethol, carrying his enchanted ring.\n* **Black Leather Harness**: Worn by the Dark-Elf, covering a portion of her body.\n* **Rope**: Used to tie Bethol's hands and feet initially and later used to bind the Dark-Elf after Bethol escapes.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* **Magic System**: Magic seems to exist in this world, with both the Dark-Elf and Bethol exhibiting magical abilities or being affected by them.\n* **World Geography**: The story takes place within a mansion called Varing, suggesting a relatively small geographical area.\n* **Social Hierarchies**: There appears to be a social hierarchy with nobles (like Fiona) and common people, as well as a distinction between humans and non-human species (like Dark-Elves).\n* **Rules Governing the World**: Witch-burning is a real threat, and those caught practicing magic may face persecution.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* **Varing Mansion**: The location where most of the story takes place, owned by Count Rael Varr.\n* **Dark-Elf History**: Dark-Elves seem to be hunted or persecuted by humans, leading to their need for secrecy and deception.\n* **Human-Dark Elf Relations**: Humans and Dark-Elves have a complicated history, with tensions and conflicts existing between the two groups.\n* **Count Rael Varr's Role**: His role in the world is unclear, but it seems he may be connected to the persecution of Dark-Elves.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThat was exactly the answer the mercenary wanted to hear: He reaffirmed his grip on her arms and then lowered her suspended body down unto his thick shaft, which he had angled directly beneath her welcoming asshole. The pulsating breeding-pole met resistance at first when it's crown came into contact with the tight opening, but Bethol refused to be denied: by yanking down her body like a rag-doll he quickly burrowed his way past the defences of her body and impaled himself deep within her ass.\n\nThe elven woman's eyes widened with shock as she felt the impressive length of the mercenary's cock push it's way into her bowels; her mouth kept opening and closing repeatedly but without any words escaping it, as if she was unable to express the sensation of having her voluptuous ass turned into a fuck-toy. But some manner of sounds did sound from her parted lips, for Bethol had already begun to haul her luscious up and down his throbbing length using both of his hands, prompting both moans and whimpers of arousal from the dark-elf every time her plump ass-cheeks collided with his pelvis region. The mercenary also had a hard time keeping his cool, for the exquisite textures of her anal walls clamping down on him was enough to make colours spin before his eyes; he'd already blown his load three times now, and yet there was no risk of him going soft inside tight, virgin asshole.\n\nIt was hard to tell just how long Bethol kept ramming her delectable ass, for it was hard for both of the tireless participants to keep track of the passage of time. Especially the tied-up dark elf: all her sex-addled mind could comprehend at that point was the blissful sensation of having her unused orifice stretched out by an impossibly-thick cock, which was evident from the occasional mindless blabbering that would sound from her salivating mouth, such as: \"More cock! More cock!\" or \"Keep defiling my ass! Turn it into a dirty cum-dump!\". Bethol, meanwhile, soon started to feel exhaustion creep into his muscles, which he'd been overworking by constantly bouncing the elven woman's suspended body up and down. That was why he increased the pace of his thrusting—despite the hungry part of him who just wanted to use her perfect ass until the end of time—in an effort to hasten up his imminent climax.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"CUUUMMM! Fill my ass with your dirty human seed!\" she suddenly wailed, almost as if she could read the mercenary's mind.\n\nThe shameless exclamation turned out to be the drop that would burst open the damn, for Bethol responded by slamming her body balls-deep down on his cock one final time, before his fifth orgasm of the night overtook him and he started to pump out yet another tide of thick, human cum, this time deep into the dark-elf's slutty ass. He kept himself inside of her constricting hole for at least a whole minute, before he finally ran dry and slowly pulled himself out of her well-fucked orifice; a steady flow of semen immediately began to tickle out of her butt and down her shapely thighs, which quickly formed a small puddle of white liquid beneath her constrained legs.\n\nFor a moment Bethol was afraid that he'd hurt the dark-elven woman, for she had yet to move or otherwise respond after he'd emptied his balls inside her guts, but he quickly realized that she'd just passed out from exhaustion and over-stimulation, judging from the slutty smile which still beamed from her sleeping face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI still probably went a bit overboard with the whole \"punishment\" deal... he guiltily thought as he began to gently undue the ropes on her hands and feet...but I really needed to let out some frustrations after that horrible dinner.\n\nA foul taste entered his mouth as he was reminded of the his argument with Fiona; he still desperately wanted to apologize to her for acting so childishly...\n\nHe glanced towards the passed-out dark-elf', while an idea slowly began to take form in his head.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMaybe I just need the right kind of present...\n\nSome time later, after having sneaked through the dark and silent corridors of the Varr mansion, Bethol softly knocked on the wooden door leading to the guest quarters. At first there was no response, so he tried it again a few times, but eventually the sound of footsteps began to sound from the other side, shortly before the door was hesitantly opened by the golden-haired Fiona. She was wearing a thin white night-shift—which would probably have inspired some unsavoury thoughts in the mercenary had he not just been spending the past hour or so relentlessly fucking—and a worried expression was painted on her face.\n\n\"Bethol?! What are you doing here?\" she exclaimed in a half-whisper.\n\nHe replied by tiredly shaking his head.\n\n\"Sorry Fiona, but I'm too tired for a long explanation;I'm just here to drop off a little surprise for you.\"\n\nBethol then dragged the semi-conscious dark-elf' up before him and pushed her into the noblewoman's arms, who reflexively caught her as a look of outrage began to bloom on her face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Who is this! Why did you do to her?\" she angrily sputtered.\n\nBut then she actually noticed her pointy ears and ashen-coloured skin, and a look of wonder instantly replaced her agitated frown.\n\n\"As I said, I'm to tired too properly explain.\" the sleep-deprived Bethol quickly replied. \"Short answer though: She was disguised as one of Rael's maids and attacked me in my room.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe made a short nod towards the dazed elf woman.\n\n\"But you can ask her yourself when she wakes up; just don't let her arrogant attitude fool you: she'll cave in and answer all your questions if you just apply a tiny bit of pressure...\"\n\nA heavy silence then settled between the two travel companions, which was only made more awkward by the presence of the naked, half-asleep woman clinging to Fiona's arms. Finally the mercenary cleared his throat, and looked at his employer with a serious look on his face.\n\n\"I also wanted to...\" Bethol then hesitantly began. \"I wanted to apologize Fiona: I shouldn't have lost my temper earlier like that.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe noblewoman's eyes widened with surprise.\n\n\"But I'm just not ready to talk about my past; too many painful memories...\" he continued in a pained voice. \"I might be up for it one day; I might not.\"\n\nBethol then flashed her brief smile.\n\n\"But if I do I'll be sure to let you know. Hell, it might even make for a great campfire tale once we get back on road.\"\n\nFiona continued to just silently looked at him, unsure how to respond to his words. The last time she'd heard Bethol speak in such a way was back when they were surrounded by a flock of frightening harpies and he ended up offering his own life to save hers, and just like then she felt a strange tightening in her chest which made her unable to say as much as a single word in response.\n\n\"I'm...I'm sorry as well.\" she finally managed to reply in a quiet voice. \"I should have known not to open up old scars.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA carefree smile appeared on Bethol's face.\n\n\"Glad to know we're on the same page.\" he spoke in his usual jovial tone.\n\n\"Have good night then. And remember to keep an eye on the dark-elf.\"\n\nHe then turned around and began to creep back down the empty corridor towards the servants-quarter, with Fiona silently watching him until he disappeared around a nearby corner, before closing the door and dragging the knocked-out woman in her arms into her room.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ann**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, open-minded, and enthusiastic about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Makoto, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n2. **Rise**: \n - Appearance: Has twintails (two ponytails tied together).\n - Personality: Confident, flirtatious, and passionate about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Naoto and Ann.\n\n3. **Naoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, confident, and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Rise and Ann.\n\n4. **Makoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate, jealous (initially), and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Ann, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four girls are comfortable with and enjoy public sex.\n- Makoto initially feels jealousy towards Rise due to her interactions with Ann.\n- Rise is confident and flirtatious, which influences her actions and dialogue.\n- Naoto develops a gangbang fetish and enjoys being with multiple partners.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- Cocks (multiple): Used by men for sex and pleasure.\n- Breasts: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Asses: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Bathhouse: A location where the girls engage in group sex and relaxation.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- The world seems to be relatively permissive regarding public sex, allowing the girls to engage in such activities without significant consequences.\n- The train station and bathhouse serve as locations where the girls can freely engage in public sex.\n- No specific rules or systems governing the world are mentioned, other than general societal norms regarding public decency.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- The setting appears to be modern-day Japan, given references to Tokyo and Japanese culture.\n- Public sex is relatively accepted, with the girls engaging in various forms of public sex throughout the story.\n- The girls visit a bathhouse, indicating a cultural familiarity with such establishments.\n- The story implies a strong focus on personal relationships and connections between individuals, particularly romantic relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDown on their knees in a line outside of the theater, Ann, Rise, Naoto, and Makoto were all hard at work sucking the cocks of a group of guys who had been walking in. The movie was over and the spectacle began anew, as the girls drew back from their little break and its patience, returning to the depravity with renewed earnest for the chance to get fucked all over the city some more. There was still so much day to be had, so much time to explore and indulge, and it felt wrong to waste the ripe opportunities for more that still called to them, that pulled them deeper in still to the wild pleasures awaiting them.\n\nStaring down art the girls all hard at work on their dicks and loving what they saw, the men were happy to just roll with all of this, to let them suck and work at their desires, to keep feeding the pleasures inside of them. They had been steadily fucked through the whole movie, but it wasn't enough. It was never enough. Back out in public, the welcome return of spectacle and commotion and of eyes being on them added to this pleasure something they weren't going to have anywhere else. Cameras recording their line of sloppy dick sucking captured the depravity in all its glory, the wild adoration and lust they showed for the cocks before them, the twisting desires and heat that stormed across their bodies. They were all so ready to give in, and the wild haze of surrender was a potent one, driving them deeper into a euphoria they welcomed\n\nIn so many ways the girls felt like they were starting out again. After being in a dark theater for so long, the thrill of being outside and paid so much attention to brought on lots of intense swells of excited emotion, feelings surging up through them as they sucked along the big dicks with their deepest and most frantic desires all coming into focus. Back in daylight, back in the thick of it with nothing to stop them from enjoying their most ecstatic expressions of lust. They were chasing pleasure deeper down, losing control and soaking in the joy of giving in. Fucking in a dark room through a movie didn't bring the same pleasures and excitements that sucking dick on the sidewalk did. It never could.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe men came in their mouths, and the girls all drew happily back to swallow their load, moaning as they stared up at the men they'd never see again, guzzling down the cum and savouring the way they looked back down at them. It was the start of a good day, the start of everything they wanted, and they weren't afraid of going all out with it as they drew back to their knees and looked at one another.\n\n\"Are there any big city things you want to do while you're here?\" Ann asked Rise and Naoto. Her eyes gleamed with a desire and a lust like nothing else. She was feeling that same growing affection toward the two women who had helped kick her off on this kink in the first place.\n\nThe sudden return of pressure and jealousy that she felt was something sudden and surprising; she wasn't expecting it to come back with such ferocity, but her jealous twinge and the searing heat of wanting so badly to chase off these girls her girlfriend kept looking at with such excitement. But she kept quiet, gritting her teeth and avoiding getting into anything bitter or spiteful. \"We'd love to take you where you want to go, there's no bad place in Tokyo to have sex.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRise tapped her lip and looked over to Naoto. \"Where did we say we were going to go? I've forgotten in all the commotion.\"\n\n\"We did have a walking plan,\" Naoto said. \"Not that we mind getting of track, this has been really great. We were going to.. Hm, the train. I think the train was the only big thing we wanted to get to that we can't at home. We want to just ride the train all the way and get fucked.\"\n\n\"Right! The hottest place to get fucked!\" Rise was full of bright determination. \"Do you mind riding the train with us?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThere was no way they could have told the girls no, but doubly so given how much they were so happy to chase those possibilities and have some twisted fun elsewhere. They headed off to the train station together, and along the way were happy to keep bending over for men along the way. How could they not?\n\nRise got bent over the hood of a car, moaning an heaving in delight as her flirty looks earned her a chance to get drilled. \"Mm, you like my butt pressing against your lap while you fill me with that big cock?\" Rise asked, pushing on hard and trying to hold firm in her savouring of the big dick and how it filled her,rocking back and forth in burning shows of all the wild and frantic ecstasy she found herself craving too much to bear. There was nothing quite like her needs, nothing as strong or as potent as the joy of letting herself lean into this and embrace the hard fucking she received. A nice big commotion of public ecstasy that she wanted to draw out, gathering as much attention onto herself as she could for the sake of keeping everyone paying attention to her. Always to her. As he dumped his load into her, she was as vocal and as greedy as possible; everyone was paying attention to her. Everyone.\n\nThe other girls slipped in and got some help from it, Naoto sinking to her knees again as she offered a man her tits, quickly gifted with a firm thrust of the cock into her tits, a direct kind of pleasure coming on quickly. \"I hope you're enjoying this,\" she said, smiling bright as she worked at his pleasure. \"I used to be embarrassed about my breasts, but now guys seem to love them so much. Do you?\" The outgoing energy that Naoto found in throwing herself into the deep end till surprised her, but she was firm in her push forward, loving this new confidence and who she became when she was getting fucked. It was a pleasure like nothing else, and she was happy to let this guy cum all over her face and her breasts while he complimented her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMakoto and Ann got shoved up against one another by two men who shoved them together into a kiss, the girlfriends moaning as they shared this moment together, and it was one Makoto was extra eager to see through, hands upon Ann's body and touching her carelessly as she leaned into the fire and the heat of the moment, feeling the throbbing, burning rush of delight take her away. She was determined and hot, overwhelmed by the feelings and the temptations that hit her so squarely. She wanted to push on and make the most of it, and everything about the groping, the teasing, the shows of frantic adoration and lust, all pushed the sense of surrender and heat she hoped would bring Ann's focus back onto her and not the two visiting girls.\n\nWith no idea that Makoto felt that way, Ann just saw this as a burst of smoldering heat and the kind of welcome lust she was always happy to lean into, moaning through the heaving pleasure and the relied of making out with her girlfriend while they both got fucked. It was just pleasure in a pure, simple form,, sensations she welcomed as they got all worked up and all over one another, twisting and shivering rushes of focused ecstasy giving them everything they craved in as simple and as focused a sense of surrender as they could muster. The cocks hammering into them brought all the pleasure Ann needed to lose herself, and she felt no shame in leaning into this, accepting the chaos and the lust as all she wanted, and as long as she could hold onto that, nothing else mattered.\n\nThe men kept thrusting into them, holding their bodies tight together and pounding away without a care, working fast and rough until their cocks erupted into the gasping girls, filling them up and leaving them howling with joy, a bliss like nothing else. It was incredible, and the searing joys of letting go took them by storm as their lips pressed together melted into this wild and rabid heat as one. Their lips drew slowly back, Ann cooing and Makoto bright with a smiling relief, a sense that she had reminded Ann of her again, even if she didn't know that it was necessarily going to last. Not even her reminder; just Makoto's confidence in it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe occasional pull-away kept up on their way to the train station before finally leveling off as they reached the train platform, standing naked and presenting with their arms at one another's' backs, a lined-up huddle of cummy, gorgeous teens wearing only their shoes and looking absolutely great doing it. There were plenty of eyes on them, plenty of people staring, but not touching. It was a fine break; an alright place to stop for a moment and hunker down, enjoying the time together of being admired and watched by all these eyes. There was so much focus on them, so much attention and arousal, and they were happy to roll with it, standing on offer and showing off their bodies, enticing men for what was to come; there would always be more sex awaiting them, after all.\n\nWhen the train pulled into the station, the four girls walked onto it feeling like stars. Eyes turned toward them immediately, men suddenly paying close mind to them getting onto the train and looking damn good doing it, and the immediacy with hands reached out was so sudden that Rise and Naoto were actually pretty disappointed; the pageantry and the long, drawn out wrongness of the train molestation wasn't there. They were just getting pulled in and fucked without warning. But conversely, they were getting fucked; wasn't that the fun part?\n\nMakoto got bent forward and stuffed full of cocks at either end, moaning around the dick cramming its way down her throat as a good, hard spitroasting hit her just right. She welcomed the pressure and the aggressive rush of heat that followed, hazy pleasures tearing through her as she took the hard thrusts on and felt the growing sensations of twisting panic and ecstasy make for the most wild and hopeless of joys. Her hands gripped the pants of the man in front of her, as she pressed clumsily against the man behind her, the sway of the train not making for the optimal point of balance, but she was ready to see it through as much as she could.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ann**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, open-minded, and enthusiastic about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Makoto, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n2. **Rise**: \n - Appearance: Has twintails (two ponytails tied together).\n - Personality: Confident, flirtatious, and passionate about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Naoto and Ann.\n\n3. **Naoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, confident, and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Rise and Ann.\n\n4. **Makoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate, jealous (initially), and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Ann, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four girls are comfortable with and enjoy public sex.\n- Makoto initially feels jealousy towards Rise due to her interactions with Ann.\n- Rise is confident and flirtatious, which influences her actions and dialogue.\n- Naoto develops a gangbang fetish and enjoys being with multiple partners.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- Cocks (multiple): Used by men for sex and pleasure.\n- Breasts: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Asses: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Bathhouse: A location where the girls engage in group sex and relaxation.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- The world seems to be relatively permissive regarding public sex, allowing the girls to engage in such activities without significant consequences.\n- The train station and bathhouse serve as locations where the girls can freely engage in public sex.\n- No specific rules or systems governing the world are mentioned, other than general societal norms regarding public decency.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- The setting appears to be modern-day Japan, given references to Tokyo and Japanese culture.\n- Public sex is relatively accepted, with the girls engaging in various forms of public sex throughout the story.\n- The girls visit a bathhouse, indicating a cultural familiarity with such establishments.\n- The story implies a strong focus on personal relationships and connections between individuals, particularly romantic relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I don't know how a girl walking around naked can be so tight,\" the man fucking her groaned, hammering with greedy swells of delight into her snug pussy, refusing to slow down the mad pace he kept and the chance to lose himself so much. \"I'm going to lose control. Shit. Where have you been?\" He didn't let up, groaning, heaving, sucking down tight, tense breaths and hammering as fast as he could into the slick and waiting embrace of Makoto's pussy, hammering on faster by the second as he raced toward the messy finish he craved, so full of wild pressure and panic and heat that he couldn't for a moment control himself, and neither could Makoto. She came before either man did, but her moans and the clenching of her pussy pulled both them down, made them pump her full of their thick cum and set her head aflame with dizzy spirals of the lust she craved.\n\nNaoto was lifted up off her body, body wrapped around one of the men, who now took great delight in fucking her as hard and as raw as he could muster, another one snug up behind her and cramming his cock up her ass. A hard and focused double penetration was all Naoto wanted now, heaving back and forth in craving as this situation proved every bit as intoxicating as she could have asked for it to be. \"Take me as hard as you can, I'm a tough girl,\" she moaned, hips wrapping around the man in front of her tightly, keeping up this desire and the hazy rush of frantic pleasures getting out of control as she continued to slip deeper into them and their alluring surrender.\n\nThe men fucked her harder, giving her what she wanted and feeding the flames of Naoto's frantic scramble down, her body taking rougher thrusts and the mad twisting upward of her thought processes in this mad rush down to the bottom. Once she got past the way that this train molestation hadn't quite given her what she was expecting in the pageantry, the joy of being filled with two big cocks was a pleasure that spoke for itself, and she was happy to keep rolling with it if nothing else, to let these thrusts overwhelm her, building and swelling messier, stranger, setting her alight with so much frantic bliss and energy that she felt herself spiral down into utter bliss, a crushing rush of chaos like nothing else. Her orgasm was hot, wild, reckless, and came on without any shred of restraint, just pleasure in its most direct and most wicked form.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRise took to climbing into the lap of one of the men sitting on the bench, fishing out his cock and parking herself down onto it, twintails flailing about as she stared to ride atop her. \"Bet you didn't think you'd be getting a lap dance on the train,\" she moaned, a playful tease driving the moment forward, an ecstatic and chaotic rush of all the right pleasures, the sensations and feelings and needs that didn't leave any time for what she was up to.She pushed her breasts up into his face, grasping the back of his head and heaving in quicker, a messy rush of pleasure and aggression she felt overjoyed to be taking, giving in with a haste and fire and a lust she didn't want to slow down. She was in control here, but she was hardly restrained in the way she rode his cock and the burning joy with which she threw herself forward, so full of lustful desire and a mess of pleasures that came on too fast to bear.\n\nDetermined to keep this going and knowing she was right where she needed to be, Rise refused to stop riding, bouncing on quicker through the pleasure, hammering down onto the cock and chasing growing sensations, desperate swells of a heat she just couldn't get enough of. She was determined and careless, loving what she felt and refusing to slow down her pursuit of it, knowing this was what she needed, what she craved more utterly than she could help. Losing control was what Rise needed, and she got it quickly, hotly, leaning into a chaotic spiral, letting it spin her head and her mind, her presence, carelessly chasing these desires until they came boiling over to a head. As she took another creampie and moaned her way through her orgasm, the determined need to keep going just would not let up.\n\nDown on her knees to endure the pleasure as it came, Ann had her breasts wrapped around one cock, working her chest up and down the shaft while her head turned to the side to accept an absolutely rabid facefucking. Two more men received rapid handjobs as the blonde worked overtime at their collective satisfaction, which added to a pressure and a frustration that she wanted to give into. Ferocious sensations continued to beat down upon her, and she felt overjoyed to lean into it all, to keep pushing, keep seeking. Ann loved handling all this pressure, and the flood of men all wanting a piece of her became a great compliment she tried her best to keep up with<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe sloppy adoration she showed the cock thrusting into her mouth was dizzy, but she was on autopilot, moving to keep up the pleasure and tend to all these men, to give them what they wanted. Ann felt determined and capable, driven to show the most succinct and frenzied of satisfactions she could in her frantic bid to give in. As long as she could hold on, she was going to be fine, and she had this down pat, ready to face it down, ready to make the mess and tend to the chaos that continued to rip through her. At least it wasn't as fast as it ripped through the men who enjoyed her touch, as Ann got one load of cum down her throat, two onto her face, and one all over her breasts.\n\nThere was more to come for Ann, as she pulled up by one of the men and dragged over to Rise, now riding a different man reverse cowgirl style. \"Clean her up,\" the man shouted, shoving into Ann's ass and bending the blonde forward, pushing her perky breasts into Rise's face with demands and desires the idol was happy to lean into. She began licking and kissing all over the breasts in her face, lapping up the cum off of them as she stared with devilish delight up at Ann, loving the way she squirmed and heaved and wriggled about under this touch. It was a mess of desperation and heat that all worked to wear her down, and it worked perfectly, Ann moaning and shoving back against the cock in her ass without a care.\n\nThe girls got happily fucked in unison, their affection tense and only building up messier as they let it get so far away from them, careless and frantic in the pursuit of desire. Rise's pussy and Ann's ass both got the hard, steady poundings they needed for the girls to be overwhelmed by the chaos and the lust that followed, and the pleasure was truly unbelievable, a helpless, heaving mess of unstoppable lusts that continued to wear down all thought and sense and reason. The joining of the moment and the wild pleasure they found together had them both moaning, Ann much louder and clearer than Rise though, especially as the brunette finished lapping up all the jizz and resorted instead to sucking on her nipples, adding more direct and selfless pleasure that had Ann trembling with joy, seeking more of this crazed desire and delight as it pulled her in deeper.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThey kept heaving and writhing against one another, bodies lit up with the most frantic and wild of desires, a craving and a ferocity as powerful as anything could be, and i drove them mad with pleasure, pushing them in deeper and hotter, getting all too familiar and intimate with one another. The pleasure was ferocious and exciting, keeping them engaged and all over one another, hands fumbling about, before Rise broke away from Ann's breasts and tugged her down into frantic kisses as they both came, clinging to her and embracing the reckless thrills at their mutual peak, taking big loads together and coming off stronger for it.\n\nMakoto was dragged down onto the cock of a man happily getting on the well-trodden floor if it meant having a girl with an ass as nice as hers bouncing reverse cowgirl in his lap, and Makoto was happy to take it, hammering up and down on his cock, guided by the hands firm on her hips as she rode the pleasure out and refused to slow down. As she did so, had two cocks in front of her, and happily went on sucking them down, stroking the cocks and working back and forth to satisfy them .She was determined to keep going, to roll through this pleasure and its demands ever messier, ever hotter. She felt good, the burning pleasures coming on just right, bringing pleasures that only grew messier and stronger as the tempestuous heat rose inside her just right.\n\nCompletely in control and doing all the hard work in the moment, Makoto was happy to keep the firm grasp she had on the situation and use it to her advantage, stroking and sucking at her own pace, the wild pleasures building, straining, pushing on harder forward, messier and stranger as she learned to push on firmer, deepening the pleasures getting to her as she pushed on with determined heat, a pleasure demanding the world of her. Spit dripped from down her chin as she pushed on to throat the cocks, never satisfied to leave anything to chance, pushing stronger, firmer, and earning at long last the delights she had been working toward; one load in her pussy, one load in her mouth, and one onto the side of her face, the hot cum dripping down her body as she shivered and heaved through the twisted desire and thrill of the moment.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDown low on her knees with her legs spread and fingers buried in her twat, Naoto leaned her head back, masturbating through the joy of guys lining up to cum in her mouth. She was offering herself up in a different way now, as one man after another jerked off in front of her, cock pointed toward her mouth. Naoto was ready for it, and each time they came, the gush of cum landed mostly into her mouth. She let it pool there, only swallowing when her mouth was full to the point of overflowing, a wicked thrill that only got stronger and stranger as the messy desires tore through her like fire, stronger and stranger than ever.\n\nFrantic pleasures that couldn't be slowed down continued demanding the world of Naoto, who was desperately on the war path through this excitement. Nothing would have been as satisfying as the twisted reality of giving in was, as everything Makoto did was an expression of further pleasure, of a heat driving forth a sense of desperation. She rubbed herself to repeated, wild climaxes through the joy of masturbation, through the heat and ecstasy of rubbing away at hr dripping pussy, playing with the cum she had in it from getting fucked earlier while she let the men fill her mouth up and then swallow it all down, save for the strands and bits and drops building on her face, adorable little misses she wore as badges of pride.\n\nTo make for a special surprise as they pulled in to the next station, the girls were all lined up one by one against windows on the side opposite where the doors opened. As it pulled it the station, people on the opposite end of the platform were faced, startlingly, with the sight of four naked women pressed up the doors of the train car getting fucked hard, their lewd faces and cum-smeared expressions showing off things as wicked and as vulgar as they could, but the voyeuristic thrill of seeing all those startled onlookers watching them from a far, so enticingly out of reach, was the thrill they needed, keeping the party going well down the line as the girls savoured what they could do fully.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ann**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, open-minded, and enthusiastic about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Makoto, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n2. **Rise**: \n - Appearance: Has twintails (two ponytails tied together).\n - Personality: Confident, flirtatious, and passionate about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Naoto and Ann.\n\n3. **Naoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, confident, and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Rise and Ann.\n\n4. **Makoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate, jealous (initially), and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Ann, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four girls are comfortable with and enjoy public sex.\n- Makoto initially feels jealousy towards Rise due to her interactions with Ann.\n- Rise is confident and flirtatious, which influences her actions and dialogue.\n- Naoto develops a gangbang fetish and enjoys being with multiple partners.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- Cocks (multiple): Used by men for sex and pleasure.\n- Breasts: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Asses: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Bathhouse: A location where the girls engage in group sex and relaxation.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- The world seems to be relatively permissive regarding public sex, allowing the girls to engage in such activities without significant consequences.\n- The train station and bathhouse serve as locations where the girls can freely engage in public sex.\n- No specific rules or systems governing the world are mentioned, other than general societal norms regarding public decency.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- The setting appears to be modern-day Japan, given references to Tokyo and Japanese culture.\n- Public sex is relatively accepted, with the girls engaging in various forms of public sex throughout the story.\n- The girls visit a bathhouse, indicating a cultural familiarity with such establishments.\n- The story implies a strong focus on personal relationships and connections between individuals, particularly romantic relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAfter riding down the line all through the afternoon, the girls decided there was on destination to hit still. A relaxing and exciting reprieve from the chaos of what they had been doing, a place public and spectacular enough to still provide them all the chaos they needed, but with a laid back and soothing enough atmosphere to add to it something special. The pleasure was enticing and warming,bringing about a swell of feelings that all anchored the moment firmly in place.\n\nThe bathhouse.\n\nIt was a place where nakedness was always acceptable in the first place, at least to some degree. They could relax in some hot water, get handsy with one another, take breaks and enjoy a moment of reprieve if they needed it; it was a fine balancing act, and the bathhouse seemed ideal for playing it, which was at the forefront of their thoughts as they entered and got ready to relax. Which, naturally, involved going into the mens' bath once they were inside, not the least bit restrained or controlled as they got headed in and got ready to enjoy things together.\n\nThe men all sitting in the bath weren't ready for the sight of four perky, fit young women to walk into their bath with smiles on their faces, still some cum on their bodies too. They wee gorgeous, waiting, ripe. It was the promise they craved, and the men all turned their attention to them as they drew toward the water with flirt looks and eager smiles. The pleasure of leaning into this and accepting the strange sort of delightful madness was far more promising a joy and a thrill than anything else could be, and they threw themselves happily into the pleasure as one. By the time they reached the water, every man had his eye on a girl, and they were soon pulled in all directions and set to work at tending to cocks, but that frantic, initiative-taking indulgence was exactly what they wanted.\n\nRise was happily bent forward, breast dangling over the surface of the water as a man took her hair handles firm and hammered into her throat, making her choke and struggle no the hefty cock he plunged down her gullet. Her body shook, heaving and shivering heat making for something powerful and frantic that she was hit by, a struggling rush of sensation and need that came like wildfire across her body. As long as she had that going for her, nothing was going to hold her back, and she saw ti through happily, holding herself firm as she let the cock plunge its way down her gullet, determined and ready, seeing it all through as firm and as hot as she could.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe feeling of balls slapping against her chin and her throat spasming around the cocks he struggled with all drove forward a very potent and frantic sense of something remarkable. She was compelled by her lusts, not even touching herself but loving this primal use of her body so much, loving the chance to be hit with this mess of focused and reckless pleasure. As long as Rise had this, she was without shame, bearing on faster, wilder, a messy show of lust that refused to slow down. The man fucking her mouth was eager, 8intense,d riven faster and rougher until he was blowing his load down her throat and Rise was bucking in such reckless desire and joy, loving every second of the eruption of seed she took like a champ.\n\nBent forward not too far from rise, Naoto got fucked prison guard style by another man, her arms tugged back and used for leverage as the potent thrusts and the mad rush of desire all made her spin out of control, a wild mess of delight and joy and heat. \"Yes, fuck me harder!\" she moaned. \"I've needed some hard sex all day, take me, take me!\" She hadn't been getting it this rough yet, and she was happy to feel the savage thrusts, feel the big cock claiming her deeper, rougher, wanting to make this plunge something special. She was driven to keep going, and nothing was going to slow down her mad pushes forward, keeping up the pace and loving every second of it.\n\n\"This is the relaxation I need after a long day,\" the man said, tugging her back firmer, his cock greedily claiming Naoto with deep and reckless thrusts pursuing the chance to keep going. He wasn't going to let up, and Naoto endured all of his tensions getting blown off as he continued to thrust, as he worked at her without a care. The pleasure of her snug pussy was all he needed, and the idea of restraint or control seemed gone now, removed from sense as he continued to thrust, as he fucked her rougher, faster, right up through his peak and into a molten spurt of gooey cum flooding into Naoto's needy hole ,setting her aflame with all the pleasures she needed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBent over the edge of the tub, Makoto was similarly fucked hard, her ass stuffed with a thick cock that didn't show any restraint or control in the way it hammered into her. Gritting her teeth and holding firm, she was ready for this, little moans escaping from her lisp as she held tight. \"My ass needed a cock like this. Nobody on the train would fuck it, and it's gotten so tight u again, hasn't it?\" There was a time where this was something she felt unsure about. Oh, how far Makoto had come; she was overwhelmed now, throwing herself into the deep end and embracing the idea that this pleasure was the singular expression of everything she needed, the scratching of an important itch.\n\nThe man didn't say much, but he didn't have to. The way he fucked Makoto's ass kept her engaged, and he his every slam fed the growing fever and frustration she needed. Her hips slamming back against him and her cheeks trembling as every impact shook her so hard made for the most unfocused rush of all the right feelings, sensations and desires she wanted to make the most of as she kept up the pace and let it all tear her apart. Her pussy dripped and quivered, ignored in this moment, and yet she was absolutely overjoyed and engaged in this pleasure, not needing her pussy to be touched to push deeper into the thrill, further down the rabbit hole until her body utterly surrendered, heaving, shaking, giving in to the moaning wreck and wreckage of another potent orgasm.\n\nA hard standing fuck with Ann's gorgeous legs spread out and showing off her tight pussy spread out around the hefty cock stuffing her full. She was completely on display for all eyes as she got fucked, no the hardest or most intense or roughest sex she'd had all day, but it did bring instead a sense of exposure, splayed out for everyone to watch and admire, her pussy bare, her tits bouncing, everything she did shown off and flaunted without a care. The pleasure was remarkable, wild, showing off something that was so mad and so hot that it just had to be indulged in, continued shoves into joy and into ecstasy keeping her in place.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nEveryone who wasn't already in the act of fucking someone was looking .Watching. At least it felt like that, and Ann loved it .She normally wasn't a raging attention whore, but once she got a dick in her, she wanted all eyes on her, knowing it wasn't really what she was, but sexual Ann was a different beast, one she welcomed as a change of pace and of herself, ragging on quicker, stronger, happy to let herself fall deeper into these pleasures and not let up for a moment. A hard, toe curing orgasm that had her hollering out in joy drew all focus to her again, to what she was feeling, and Ann was unable to control herself as she allowed the joy to tear her asunder.\n\nMakoto and Rise ended up side by side, bent forward while cocks stuffed their asses from behind, their lips pushed in tight against a cock before them that they were driven to share. \"You're so cute sucking a dick,\" Rise moaned, kissing the man's balls while Makoto's head bobbed up and down. \"Well, you're just cute in general. I love your style, and I'd love it even more if you weren't going to keep being a tight-ass any time Naoto or I got anywhere near your girl.\" Rise giggled and cooed in joy as she moved up to kiss Makoto's cheek.\n\nPulling back in surprise, Makoto whined, making a confused sound and asking, \"What does that mean?\" but she got her mouth off the cock, and a still-laughing Rise pushed down the cock, taking advantage of the chance to suck it down deep on her own, making Makoto blush and furl as she licked the base of the cock, trying to keep it up even as Makoto took to hogging the dick and recklessly pushing on firmer. It was an embarrassing way to be caught out, called on what she was feeling and then deprived of dick; such a mean way of doing things, such a shove into feelings she hadn't been ready for, and now she felt embarrassed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAt least Rise didn't hog the cock for too long, drawing back and letting Makoto join her, making out with the brunette while they shared the dick with messy licks all over the shaft. All the while, the cocks hammering into them from behind kept them engaged, and the pleasure was immediate, wild, a senseless show of all the right feelings pleasures and needs that kept coming harder and stronger until the girls were cumming, hollering, their asses flooded with cum as they took a messy facial together, Rise tugging Makoto into a kiss and sharing the cum with her.\n\nAnn was eating Naoto out. Bent forward and shoved between her legs, Ann got fucked hard from behind while her tongue lapped away at Naoto's dripping pussy, made wetter by the reckless pace of a man fucking her ass from behind. This felt like a big deal, an exciting chance to devour the girl who had gotten her into this kink, and she was reckless about showing off all the love she felt, all the desperate heat and desire of a situation she was completely unable to control. Everything felt hot. Wild. Strangely compelling as she was pulled in deeper, craving these sensations and the chance to impress. This felt like a crazy and intensely satisfying opportunity, something she threw herself faster into, greedily lapping at her pussy, tasting the traces of cum from earlier in the day.\n\n\"You're so good at eating pussy, Ann,\" Naoto whined, rocking against her lips. \"Keep going .That feels amazing, I'm so... Nngh, I need more.\" She was helpless, tugging her in tighter, moaning through these pleasures and through something as fiery and as incredible as could be. There was no way to keep herself under control, receiving a good, devoted eating out from in front and a hard anal pounding from behind, bringing Naoto to crash down into joy, an ecstasy and a hunger and a thrill like nothing else. She came hard, bucking and heaving against Ann's face, tugging ti in as the blonde whined and heaved through her own erratic orgasm.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ann**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, open-minded, and enthusiastic about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Makoto, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n2. **Rise**: \n - Appearance: Has twintails (two ponytails tied together).\n - Personality: Confident, flirtatious, and passionate about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Naoto and Ann.\n\n3. **Naoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, confident, and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Rise and Ann.\n\n4. **Makoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate, jealous (initially), and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Ann, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four girls are comfortable with and enjoy public sex.\n- Makoto initially feels jealousy towards Rise due to her interactions with Ann.\n- Rise is confident and flirtatious, which influences her actions and dialogue.\n- Naoto develops a gangbang fetish and enjoys being with multiple partners.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- Cocks (multiple): Used by men for sex and pleasure.\n- Breasts: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Asses: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Bathhouse: A location where the girls engage in group sex and relaxation.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- The world seems to be relatively permissive regarding public sex, allowing the girls to engage in such activities without significant consequences.\n- The train station and bathhouse serve as locations where the girls can freely engage in public sex.\n- No specific rules or systems governing the world are mentioned, other than general societal norms regarding public decency.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- The setting appears to be modern-day Japan, given references to Tokyo and Japanese culture.\n- Public sex is relatively accepted, with the girls engaging in various forms of public sex throughout the story.\n- The girls visit a bathhouse, indicating a cultural familiarity with such establishments.\n- The story implies a strong focus on personal relationships and connections between individuals, particularly romantic relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRise tugged Makoto in against her, the two going back to back as they got pinned together for hard standing fucks. \"It's okay to admit,\" she teased, continuing on with the push. \"Ann is hot, I think if I had a girlfriend as hot as her, I'd have trouble seeing her meet a porn celebrity too.\" Her hands squeezed at Makoto's, the two holding on to one another for little practical stability, but lots of extra bits of affection as the men sandwiched them together \"But I'm not going to steal her, and Naoto definitely isn't. We're not that kind of girl. Eat her out every which way and suck cum from her pussy? Absolutely. But...\"\n\nMakoto groaned, taking her pounding as best she could. \"I don't know what you're talking about,\" she lied, and she wasn't even the least bit convincing with it, obvious in her intention and her frustrations, in the way the pleasure surged through her. \"I don't... Fuck. Fuck, fine, okay. I'm jealous. I got to make my move on Ann when she took me out for this after showing me you guys, so I was a little scared to see you. And I do like you both, but it's...\" She tried to find the words, but an orgasm tore through her instead, and rather than being able to express anything sensible, Makoto was instead moaning through a squealing orgasm, Rise dizzily seizing the chance to tug her new friend in to another kiss as they fell together\n\n\"You're a bit bigger, but I think my tits are better, sorry,\" Ann teased, breasts shoved up against Naoto's as one of the biggest cocks they had tackled so far that day sat sandwiched in the pillowy embrace of their combined chests. \"It's the perkiness. I'm a big fan of these tits, of course. I think they're just shy of perfect, and they helped me realize a lot about myself.\" Her hands teased and caressed along Naoto's chest as she pushed on, showing off the desire and heat and lust behind her intentions, and it was all an expression of the pleasure she needed so badly, cravings filling her hard as she held on firm, as she kept the pleasure going. \"But mine really are perfect.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nNaoto smirked. \"I think I might agree. I've never seen breasts as amazing as yours. A bit smaller, but mm, that shape... I'll admit, I've seen a lot of them before in your videos, and I do love them. Now that I have you here, I'm going to have to have a turn at sucking on them. I saw Rise doing it earlier, and I'm jealous.\" The playful, slutty side of her coming out in force was a powerful one, and Naoto knew Rise was rubbing off on her, but not as hard as she and Ann were rubbing off on this cock with their breasts ,working together in joint bliss and firm affection to get what they needed, to fulfill the senseless craving and the joy of tending to this dick with only their combined, collective joy in mind. The cock erupted, and they got cum all over their both chests, one thing they could both agree on being that their chests were amazing, if not perhaps 'equally'.\n\nNaoto had renewed energy and confidence after that little pep talk from Rise, and used it against the idol as she tugged Rise in to lie against her, fingers in her mouth wit hone hand and the other fondling her breast as she pulled her on. \"Isn't her pussy just the best?\" she asked the man fucking her, the man who accepted Makoto's sultry offer to come have her. The pleasure was immense and direct, bringing into sharp focus pleasures too wild and hot to deal with, desires she refused to slow down on for a second. Rise squirmed nuder this pressure, playfully dominated by Makoto and taking it on in stride.\n\nRise was happy to keep this all going and to l let herself get wrecked, feeling the warmer touch of Makoto drive her wild. She was hardly cold to begin with, but a clearer and more frenzied show of lust was getting to Makoto, making her tremble under the joy of being touched, adored, loved so much harder and firmer by the growing tides of tempestuous lust. She knew she was going to have to get Makoto back somehow, but for now, the joys of getting fucked were enough to keep her heaving and writhing through this pleasure, right up to a powerful orgasm tearing right through her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhile Rise wanted to sit on Makoto's face and make her eat her creampied pussy out, she'd have to settle for Naoto's instead, as she ended up dragged over to her friend and pulled into a sixty-nine with her. Not that she minded, of course; Rise was immediately hard at work devouring her friend's pussy while guys slipped into their asses to fuck them deep and hard through their mutual show on the side by the bath. She licked and kissed without a care, aggressive pleasures driving her deep into the thrill of letting go, of pushing on firm, hot, embracing the desires for all she could get them and not caring how far she fell in the process.\n\nSomething new was washing over Rise, and Naoto was unsure what to make of it, but she matched Rise's fire, moaning and pressing in firm through this joy as they worked together to bring each other to hard, hot, searing orgasms while the men fucked them, flooding their asses with cum and pushing her in deep. \"Rise!\" she moaned, struggling and shivering \"Our new friends are amazing!\" She felt overwhelmed, overjoyed ,and the pleasures throbbed messier through her with such relentless glee that nothing would hold either o them back now.\n\nAnn and Makoto found themselves just out of one another's range as men picked them up for some hard full nelson fucking, both women up out of the water, folded in half and stuffed with dick as they stared at one another, the girls wishing desperately to reach out and touch one another as they were pounded into hard, raw, leaving no time or sense for this mess. They were so close, lingering at the verge of meeting one another in a kiss, but they were kept apart, helpless full of feelings that only got hotter and messier as they looked longingly at one another, wishing to bridge the gap but never making it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThey may not have been able to sis, but the frantic moans spilling from their lips were definitely feeding some kind of fire, bringing them closer to some sort of joy and heat as the pleasures built up messier, fiercer, a strange rush of feelings like nothing else. They craved these desires, craved these pleasures, and the crash into ecstasy that followed was everything they wanted it to be, surges of searing desire and joy that ripped through them both as they fell deeper into this ferocious need, cumming their brains out and, as they were let down, finally sharing the kiss they craved.\n\nIt didn't last for long though, as they switched around again, Makoto suddenly flinging herself at Naoto and diving in for kisses with her, tongue pushing into her mouth as the wiry, helpless focus of her lust dove in very firmly toward her. Men slipped by and pulled them onto their lap, suddenly riding cock side by side and unable to keep from reaching over and adding to the pleasure. At at least, Makoto was certainly unable; Naoto found herself dizzily along for the ride, but the growing pleasures and frustration caught her as she let this happen. \"Are you what got into Rise?\" she managed to ask through the kiss.\n\nMakoto decided it was far removed from worth the effort explaining her jealousy to Naoto, but she had overcome it, and now these shoves it lust were about showing she had overcome it through rabid and frantic expressions of need ,a growing desire like nothing else. She was over her jealousy, and now she was ready to fully appreciate the gorgeous girls who had come to Tokyo for some public sex shenanigans. The inspiration for her kink, the girls who through their own perversion inadvertently helped Makoto get with Ann in the first place, and she showered Naoto now with those thankful affections, the cock inside of her almost secondary. At least until it came, until the eruption of hot, sticky spunk filling her up shook her and pulled her back into reality.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnn and Rise were faced with three big cocks shoved into their faces, and they knew what they were doing. They double teamed the cocks with gusto, fingers joining around the cock in the middle and sucking it together, but then shifting to suck the other cocks solo. It was an eager and sloppy affair, one driven by the right sorts of pleasure and desire to keep pushing them over the lien, chasing the sensations further on, deeper and wilder into the throes of pure sensation, but more than that just into lots of choking, sputtering, noisy struggling around the cocks they took so deep down.\n\n\"So fucking glad we found you.\" Rise moaned as she licked some of the drool strands from her lips and spat them off, shifting from her solo cock to their joint cock to pepper it with kisses all over, helpless and frenzied ,driven by a love and a smoldering heat like nothing else. \"Today has been so much hotter with new friends to toy around with, and I think you guys have really helped me a lot.\" Rise didn't explain any further, and as Ann looked to her for an answer, she watched her slurp down the cock. Rise kept going quiet through sucking dicks down, and it kept working, Ann dropping the question and the two working together until they were taking on a big, gooey triple facial to split between them.\n\nLocking their legs together and getting into a hard, hungry grind of sloppy affection, Naoto and Makoto were scissoring off by the bath, grinding their cum-dripping pussies together and fumbling through mutual affection together, through a pleasure unlike anything either was prepared to face. Scissoring would have been enough for them, but with men standing over them and ramming their cocks directly down their throats, they got to double up on the excitement, clinging tighter to each other as they ground against one another through these sensations,refusing to slow their heaving desires down. The blind pursuit of pleasure was simply all they needed now.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nChoking away on the big cocks hammering down their throats, the girls couldn't see each other, but the eager caresses of hands fumbling about to indulge in the touch of each others' bodies, Naoto's ample chest and Makoto's taut core in particular, igniting their fingers and their senses of touch in whirlwind thrills that kept them both hot and topped up, certain the other was there as the feeling of their slick, snug pussies rubbing together provided them some much needed friction. Everything powerful and wanton inside of them screamed for this indulgence, and the pleasure wouldn't stop, wouldn't ease up as the needy heaving and twisting and reckless joy just became too much for them to handle. The girls came hard, and took more hot, gooey seed down their throats as they went, certain of their continued joys and that the pleasure wasn't going to stop.\n\nThe bathhouse sex went on for hours. Hours of greedy, cum-addicted, cock-drunk, fuck-addled delight. They didn't stop as their bodies were ruined again and again, ending finally with a daisy chain on the floor beside the bath; Ann into Rise into Makoto into Naoto into Ann, to eat each others' cum out and finally settle everything, before retiring at long last to the ladies' bath. There, they soaked their troubles away, but kisses and gropes and outright sex still played out here and there amid their relaxation attempts. It was only fair.\n\nSomewhere in the mess of Ann and Makoto making out, Rise tugged Naoto into her lap. \"What if we were like them?\" she asked, fingers creeping up along Naoto's sides.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ann**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, open-minded, and enthusiastic about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Makoto, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n2. **Rise**: \n - Appearance: Has twintails (two ponytails tied together).\n - Personality: Confident, flirtatious, and passionate about public sex.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Naoto and Ann.\n\n3. **Naoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Adventurous, confident, and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Interacts closely with Rise and Ann.\n\n4. **Makoto**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Passionate, jealous (initially), and open-minded about her kinks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Girlfriend of Ann, interacts closely with Naoto and Rise.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four girls are comfortable with and enjoy public sex.\n- Makoto initially feels jealousy towards Rise due to her interactions with Ann.\n- Rise is confident and flirtatious, which influences her actions and dialogue.\n- Naoto develops a gangbang fetish and enjoys being with multiple partners.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- Cocks (multiple): Used by men for sex and pleasure.\n- Breasts: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Asses: Used by women for sex and pleasure.\n- Bathhouse: A location where the girls engage in group sex and relaxation.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- The world seems to be relatively permissive regarding public sex, allowing the girls to engage in such activities without significant consequences.\n- The train station and bathhouse serve as locations where the girls can freely engage in public sex.\n- No specific rules or systems governing the world are mentioned, other than general societal norms regarding public decency.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- The setting appears to be modern-day Japan, given references to Tokyo and Japanese culture.\n- Public sex is relatively accepted, with the girls engaging in various forms of public sex throughout the story.\n- The girls visit a bathhouse, indicating a cultural familiarity with such establishments.\n- The story implies a strong focus on personal relationships and connections between individuals, particularly romantic relationships.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Making out?\" Naoto tiled her head in confusion.\n\nNaoto looked back over to the happy couple relaxing and snuggling and kissing sweetly in the bath, then back to Rise. She could have spoken to convey her emotions, but kissing seemed better, going in for the sweetest and softest kisses she had ever shown Rise, a contrast to the usual heat of the moment passion that took her. It was exactly what Rise wanted to feel, and she was happy to pull Naoto down in with her to the joy. This trip had gone from good to great to perfect with that confirmation.\n\nThe making out gave way back to relaxing in the warm water. To laughing and talking about themselves as people instead of public sex dolls, getting to properly know one another and become friends while feeling the whole way through like they really had some chemistry as actual friends in addition to their perversions in common. Naoto and Rise getting together was good, but not nearly as good as the fact they had made friends with their copycats. The hotel room the girls booked had room for two more, and when the long, crazy night of hanging out and making out was done, they knew they had to get these two city girls over to Inaba some time so they could slut around on their home turf instead.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Makoto:** \n - Appearance: Makoto is described as having a firm, confident approach. Her figure is firmer and more taut due to her akido training.\n - Personality: Makoto appears to be adventurous, open-minded, and willing to try new experiences. She has a playful side and enjoys teasing Ann.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Ann, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n2. **Ann:**\n - Appearance: Ann is described as blonde, busty, and lean.\n - Personality: Ann seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and eager to please. She is also shown to be competitive and willing to take risks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Makoto, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n3. **Naoto:**\n - Appearance: Naoto is described as having a runner's build topped with a more ample chest.\n - Personality: Naoto appears to be adventurous, confident, and willing to push boundaries. She is also shown to be friendly and welcoming.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Rise, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n4. **Rise:**\n - Appearance: Rise is described as perky and energetic.\n - Personality: Rise seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and enthusiastic. She is also shown to be confident and unafraid to express herself.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Naoto, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four main characters seem to enjoy public sex and exhibitionism, often engaging in explicit activities in front of strangers.\n- They are open-minded and willing to try new experiences, including group sex and various forms of erotic play.\n- Each character has a unique personality and style, but they all share a sense of confidence and willingness to take risks.\n- The characters' relationships with each other are built on trust, mutual respect, and a deep emotional connection.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- None explicitly mentioned in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- In this universe, there appear to be no specific rules or laws governing public sex or exhibitionism. However, the characters seem to operate within a social hierarchy where those who engage in such activities are viewed as \"depraved\" or \"perverted.\"\n- The characters' actions are driven by their desires and willingness to push boundaries, rather than any external constraints or rules.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- Tokyo seems to be the primary setting for the story, with the characters engaging in various activities throughout the city.\n- There is a sense of anonymity and freedom in Tokyo, allowing the characters to explore their desires and engage in public sex without fear of reprisal.\n- The story touches on themes of fame, notoriety, and the blurring of lines between private and public spaces.\n\nOverall, the story presents a world where characters are free to explore their desires and engage in explicit activities without fear of judgment or consequence. The focus is on the characters' personalities, relationships, and quirks, rather than any larger societal context or rules.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I've been waiting all week for today,\" Makoto said, pushing Ann up against the bathroom stall wall and peeling off the dress she wore, hands caressing all over the blonde's luscious body. \"I don't know how, but I feel like today's session is going to be a special one.\"\n\nAnn moaned under the greedy touch of her girlfriend's hands all over her, excited by the firm, confident approach that had her pushing her lips in snug against Makoto's, seeking all that same pleasure as she grabbed at the already naked body pressing against hers. \"Remember when you were nervous about doing this?\" she asked, a sweet tease that came with plenty of groping and fondling.\n\n\"I can't believe I went along with an insane public sex internet porn stunt just to be able to make a move on you,\" Makoto said, still amazed she'd come this far. \"And here I am. Anonymously internet famous with the girl I love.\" Her leg pressed up between Ann's as she returned the kisses and pinned her up to the wall, starting to grind up on her. Ann melted under the lustful touch, pressing in tight and savouring a moment of warm indulgence.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Don't tire me out before we even get out of here,\" Ann teased, even as she tugged Makoto into a deeper, hungrier kiss. She just couldn't help it. Neither of them could, really; they had been all over each other since that first day out in public together, indulging ever since in all the twisted pleasures they could get their hands on. Months of dates and 'dates' that were simply roving public sex spectacles across Tokyo had drawn the two close together, and they were inseparably bonded in the joy of getting fucked by strangers and then retreating back home to play off their arousal by fucking each other all night some more.\n\nIn the process, Makoto and Ann had become just as popular online as the girls who inspired Ann in the first place. The idea of a copycat double act had people excited, and Ann and Makoto had become just as regarded and adored for their depravity as Naoto and Rise were, an exciting thought that had them even more wound up and excitable for how far they could take their dark indulgences. Nowhere seemed too steep or depraved now for them, as they relished in the newfound closeness and notoriety they craved.\n\nFinally, the girlfriends pulled apart, straightening themselves out and getting ready to head out and have their fun. They stepped out of the bathroom stall wearing only high heels, ready to wander around Tokyo indulging in all-out depravity as much as they could and as far as they could for the day.The fun was clear before them now, and as they readied themselves, they felt invincible, ready for anything. Nothing could surprise them, nothing could possibly throw them for a loop now.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nUntil they found themselves standing in front of Rise and Naoto.\n\nBoth pairs of girls stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of one another. They weren't sure what to say, stuck looking at one another, eyes scanning about in surprise, wondering how to respond to this or what to do. Rise and Naoto had Ann and Makoto's stuff, happy to find they had copycats and also curious about heading to the city for a day to indulge somewhere else for a change. But they hadn't expected to run into the other girls, not just running on the same day, but from the same bathroom.\n\n\"This isn't happening,\" Ann said, reaching over to the counter to brace herself.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Naoto look, it's our biggest fans!\" Rise gasped, clapping her hands together with glee.\n\n\"I see them,\" Naoto said. \"I didn't think we'd run into you, but here we are.\"\n\n\"You know about us?\" Makoto asked, eyes darting about, trying to make sense of everything going on and figure out how to even begin taking this all in.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRise nodded in eager delight \"We've seen the videos of you guys! We didn't realize we were inspiring copycats until Naoto stumbled on it, and we've been keeping up ever since!\"\n\nNaoto had on much more practical running shoes, while Rise also went with heels. \"Coming to the big city for a weekend was something we decided to do seeing the fun you were having here. We just didn't expect you to be going out on the same day.\"\n\n\"Or undressing in the same bathroom,\" Ann muttered. \"Wow. I can't believe you two really saw our stuff. I'm such a huge fan!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRise drew closer, placing her hands onto Ann's hips, which made Makoto stiffen up a little bit in surprise and jealousy; this was the perky, energetic girl who had helped trigger an awakening in Ann, and Makoto wasn't the least bit sure what to do with the sight of Rise making such a flirtatious move on her girlfriend \"We should go hit the town together. What do you say?\" She licked her lips in anticipation, staring up in Ann's eyes.\n\nMakoto could feel the flare of jealousy hit her, looking back over to Naoto and seeing that she looked into this too. She wasn't about to be the one who bogged this situation down. She would have felt like crap if she did, and really in truth, Makoto did feel more open to this than the jealous gut instincts implied; Naoto and Rise both looked great, and their videos had genuinely hit their mark with her in a powerful way. She felt like she needed to open up to that and express the desire to give in to these feelings and accepted the curious hungers taking her. \"I'd be happy to.\"\n\n\"Great! Naoto?\" Rise turned her head toward her friend.\n\n\"I'd love to open things up even more. Think about what the four of us could get up to together.\"\n\nIt was decided, and the quartet walked out of the bathroom in nothing but their shoes, ready to hit the town and have the most depraved sort of fun a girl could have.\n\nThey made their introductions as they emerged. The girls knew each other only from video accounts put online, and things like \"Blonde slut\" and \"Busty public bitch\" didn't really make for good ways to refer to one another Just an exchange of names and a ready approach out to stand in public, completely naked, exposed and open in ways that nobody was going to be able to ignore. They presented themselves and their fit bodies, all standing in good contrast to one another. Makoto's figure was a bit firmer and more taut from her akido training, with a tight ass and modest breasts. Naoto kept in shape more for stamina, a runner's build topped with a more ample chest. Rise and Ann both had to look pretty more than they had to look strong, similar figures that were simply lean and perky, but Ann had a much more generous chest than Rise did.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTogether, they made quite the spectacle to pass by, eyes already on the girls as they advanced upon a city that wasn't at all ready for them.\n\nJust walking felt good. They strode out together with confidence and cockiness aplenty, catching the gaze of people staring in awe at the way they headed off. They rode high on that power, on the sweet thrill of knowing they had people captivated and lusting after them so fully, so hotly. Some photos and videos were snapped, starting things off just right and leaving everyone hot and eager for what followed.All they had to do was ride it out, and they were all too eager to do just that, keeping up a ready pace and just flaunting their bodies for a little while, letting people watch them, allowing their bodies to become the objects of desire and hunger before they ever made a move on someone.\n\nBut a move had to be made, and Rise was far too giddy to control herself as she strode down the street with her friends in tow, delighted by the chance to play flirty and find a whole new slew of guys ready to lust for her. She waited for the first guy to spend a little bit too long staring at her perky, naked body, one who singled out her in particular, and as she passed by, she reached out for him, grabbing his hand and turning him back around. \"Hey boy, do you wanna score?\" Rise asked, her free hand reaching for his lap as she made her move on him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Holy shit, really?\" the man asked, his eyes wide as Rise undid his belt and got his pants open, fishing his cock out and pulling herself right down onto it.\n\n\"Of course! You don't have to be afraid, you can touch me!\" she gasped, throwing her arms around his shoulders and dragging herself in tight against him, rocking back and forth to fuck herself down onto his cock as hands fumbled nervously about her body, wondering what to do and how to respond before finally firming up their grasp and starting to thrust into her properly. Eager, hot moans spilled wildly from her lips as she fucked herself down onto the man without a care, and as he met her thrusts with his own, everything got all the more exciting, a hotter, more fervid approach that excited the other girls happily watching this all play out.\n\nRise was loud and she was shameless, making sure nobody passed by without noticing what was going on, making sure everyone was paying attention to her, and it set off the right foot for this whole mess of chaos and twisting heat, as the two burned together and worked to find a steady common ground of pure joy to sink into. There was no slowing down what they were up to now, no holding back this greedy heat and the idea of letting everything take them. Everything Rise did was a hot and desperate expression of pleasure, but she had a secret lying in wait for him, one she knew would drive him wild, as she pulled him down into a kiss and moaned, \"Cum inside.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Makoto:** \n - Appearance: Makoto is described as having a firm, confident approach. Her figure is firmer and more taut due to her akido training.\n - Personality: Makoto appears to be adventurous, open-minded, and willing to try new experiences. She has a playful side and enjoys teasing Ann.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Ann, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n2. **Ann:**\n - Appearance: Ann is described as blonde, busty, and lean.\n - Personality: Ann seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and eager to please. She is also shown to be competitive and willing to take risks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Makoto, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n3. **Naoto:**\n - Appearance: Naoto is described as having a runner's build topped with a more ample chest.\n - Personality: Naoto appears to be adventurous, confident, and willing to push boundaries. She is also shown to be friendly and welcoming.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Rise, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n4. **Rise:**\n - Appearance: Rise is described as perky and energetic.\n - Personality: Rise seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and enthusiastic. She is also shown to be confident and unafraid to express herself.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Naoto, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four main characters seem to enjoy public sex and exhibitionism, often engaging in explicit activities in front of strangers.\n- They are open-minded and willing to try new experiences, including group sex and various forms of erotic play.\n- Each character has a unique personality and style, but they all share a sense of confidence and willingness to take risks.\n- The characters' relationships with each other are built on trust, mutual respect, and a deep emotional connection.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- None explicitly mentioned in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- In this universe, there appear to be no specific rules or laws governing public sex or exhibitionism. However, the characters seem to operate within a social hierarchy where those who engage in such activities are viewed as \"depraved\" or \"perverted.\"\n- The characters' actions are driven by their desires and willingness to push boundaries, rather than any external constraints or rules.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- Tokyo seems to be the primary setting for the story, with the characters engaging in various activities throughout the city.\n- There is a sense of anonymity and freedom in Tokyo, allowing the characters to explore their desires and engage in public sex without fear of reprisal.\n- The story touches on themes of fame, notoriety, and the blurring of lines between private and public spaces.\n\nOverall, the story presents a world where characters are free to explore their desires and engage in explicit activities without fear of judgment or consequence. The focus is on the characters' personalities, relationships, and quirks, rather than any larger societal context or rules.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe shock and excitement hit the man hard, and he was happy to nut inside of the gasping, eager girl heaving against him. A flood of hot, gooey seed filling up her pussy hit Rise just right, made her get even louder, bucking against him and embracing the wild thrills washing over her, craving them so badly and simply not caring about anything that wasn't giving in completely. It was the perfect way to start things off, and Rise drew back with a big smile, giving him another kiss.\n\n\"Thanks, stud.\"\n\nNaoto wasn't about to be outdone, as she caught another man who was standing by the side and sank down to her knees. \"Your turn,\" she said, taking his cock out and wrapping her chest around it, starting up and down his shaft with quick, confident motions. \"Just relax and enjoy my breasts, okay?\"\n\n\"Y-yeah, sure thing,\" groaned the man suddenly getting a titfuck, who wasn't entirely sure how to respond to what he was feeling, but he welcomed it, letting this strange naked girl tend to his cock with careful up and down motions, working him down into the ease and comfort of her soft chest tending to his shaft. If all he had to do was stand there and enjoy this, then he saw no reason to want to slow down, holding steady in place to let her have her way with him, let her impose all of her deepest wants upon him.\n\nNaoto took her chance at the spotlight with a firm, eager push into bliss, up and down his cock with something to prove and no reason to want to hold back, eagerly pushing on and sparing no effort, especially with Makoto and Ann with her now. She wanted to impress and keep up with things, knowing that she had now not only dragged her friend into all this lust, but had two copycat fans who she wanted to get closer to. She couldn't believe how much a simple mishap had twisted and perverted her, but this chain reaction was a thing of absolute beauty and she wanted to indulge. \"You can cum all over me, if you want to.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nOf course he wanted to. A messy eruption of cum splattered across Naoto's face and onto her chest as she got him to cum, much of it getting into her open mouth as she tilted her head down. He bucked and groaned in delight, and Naoto held firm, accepting the load with a big smile as she drew slowly back and licked her lips, loving what she saw, and as she shifted forward, she decided to share the cum with the nearest girl, who happened to be Ann, snowballing the load with her new friend and catching Ann off guard by the delight that followed.\n\n\"Wow,\" Ann said, pulling back from the kiss and blushing. \"He tastes great.\"\n\nAnother jealous spike of frustration came over Makoto as she watched the way Ann blushed after the kiss from Naoto. These days out with her girlfriend had become couples' time of sorts, a sweet date between two bi exhibitionists having wild casual encounters. Rise and Naoto weren't necessarily a threat to that, but the way she seemed to be looking with starstruck excitement toward the them definitely left Makoto full of a need to take charge. She wanted Ann to pay attention to her again, and reached out for control, grabbing another guy and pressing back against him. \"Wanna impress my friends by showing off how hard you can fuck me?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I'd be happy to pound a dirty little thing like you.\" A playful smack across Makoto's ass made her yelp in delight, as he fished out his cock and slammed it eagerly into her pussy from behind, bending her forward and grabbing her wrists to act as a counter as he tugged them back, fucking her in the prison guard position with wild thrusts, a rough approach that hit the spot just right for Makoto and everything she wanted to roll with, all eyes now on her as she took the raw, steady fucking with a smile across her face, ready to give in and do what she could to enjoy these feelings, the roughness and the heat of a situation that hit the spot perfectly now.\n\n\"That's it, show me what you can do, take me like a real man!\" Makoto gasped, stoking the flames as she got pounded into, her eyes scanning across the girls watching her, delighted to see that she had her girlfriend's undivided attention now. She wasn't sure why she could go all this time watching Ann fuck a bunch of guys without getting jealous only for two girls to show up and send Makoto into a despair spiral, but she wasn't about to let petty reason hold her back as she worked harder to satisfy the cravings and urges upon her, throwing all caution to the wind and getting fucked raw by the man pounding away at her without a care.\n\nWithout any reason to want to hold back or try to go light here, Makoto took a nice, hard fucking with a smile on her face, readily embracing the feelings and desires of pure surrender driving her ever deeper down into pure joy. Her moans were loud as Rise's in a showy and needy attempt to roll with all of this and make a spectacle, and she didn't feel the least bit ashamed of pushing on to carelessly embrace every wicked second of this joy, coming undone by the hot, searing bliss of a hot load of cum pumped deep into her ready hole, pushing her over the edge and into pure ecstasy. Nothing could have felt better, and Makoto knew she had accomplished something as she pushed off of his dick and brought a big smile forward, grabbing Ann and kissing her in the aftermath with something to prove.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThat left Ann pretty sure what was going on with her girlfriend now, but she decided it wasn't something to deal with now, as she smiled and caressed Makoto a moment before pulling back. \"I guess it's my turn now,\" she said, and by now, one of the guys watching was smart to what was going on, stepping forward with his cock at the ready. She eyed his shaft with a smile and purred, 'You'll do,\" before squatting down to get level with it and taking it into her mouth.\n\n\"Fuck, that's hot,\" the man groaned, watched this naked girl with model good looks start working her head back and forth along his dick with eager motions showing off a deep and loving need to have some dick. \"Can we get more girls like you around?\" His hands grabbed the back of her head and tried to urge her further down his shaft.\n\nAnn went eagerly, accepting the cock down her throat and letting him work her over, feeling like Makoto had set the standard of roughness now and she was left simply trying to keep up with this whole mess, working back and forth in greedy waves of pleasure, rocking on ward and accepting the joys she could find in being taken like this. A bit of dripping spit from her lips really sold how hungrily she was going at him and just how much she wanted to give in, allowing him to feel the deepest, hungriest depths of her desire and the throbbing heat that came with it. Ann was ready, and she showed off what she could do for him, for the crowd, and for the girls who inspired her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA sharp tug back at her pigtails caught Ann off guard, her face drawn back just in time for the sudden, warningless thrill of a load of cum splashing across her face. Ann's smile widened and she found herself delighted by the excitement of this joy, a swelling rush of desire that came on fast and without much care. \"Did you like that as much as I did?\" Ann asked.\n\n\"Fuck yeah,\" the man said, letting go of her hair and dragging his cock against her lips for a moment before heading back.\n\nThings could only get hotter and weirder as the bar got set so high, but the girls had made their first impact, and it was time to get strutting again, leaving the awestruck crowd behind, giving everything to chance and opening up to the excitement of whatever they could find beyond. There was a whole city to explore, a whole place to wander out into and indulge in. They let the city guide them, wandering about laughing and chatting, letting people admire their naked, perfect bodies with each step and soaking in the excitement of being exposed to the air. Nobody could keep their eyes away, and that power kept them all excited, knowing they could command all attention with the greatest ease.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPassing by a movie theater, the girls got an idea, and decided they could user a bit of a trip in for a moment to have some fun. The man at the ticket counter wasn't the least bit ready to address the four naked girls standing before him as he stammered out a confused, \"We can't allow you in if you're not wearing anything.\"\n\n\"What if we make it worth your while?\" Rise asked with a wink.\n\nIn a matter of seconds, the underpaid ticket counter clerk was lying on the floor with four naked beauties upon him. Ann, Makoto, and Rise all licked up and down his cock together, sharing sloppy kisses and the tangling of their tongues against his shaft for a hot, eager triple blowjob while Naoto straddled his face, grinding her slick pussy against his lips and enjoying the hungry, greedy delight of getting tended to. \"Thank you so much for letting us in,\" Naoto said, staring down between her legs at the awestruck man devouring her pussy. \"It's really generous of you to look the other way for us.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe trio down at his cock were all over him with reckless, greedy licks as his cock throbbed in excitement against their experienced tongues. They held nothing back in the chance to indulge thoroughly in him, playing around with his shaft as much as they could and experiencing the wild thrills of giving themselves fully up to him, all while he twisted and toiled in growing delight, a hunger getting completely out of control now. The girls knew how to play him, how to keep him coming along, with Ann and Makoto experienced with sharing a cock together and Rise happily joining into the mess, finding her groove with them and making everything even hotter, stronger still by the second.\n\nThe lucky guy on the floor didn't get paid enough to be able to turn down an offer like this. He just had to welcome it, had to give in to the eager, throbbing rush of pleasures and desires. Lying there and letting them work their magic on him, he just rolled with everything they could bring on, a rush of pleasure and hunger getting wilder by the second, until they drove him over the edge, until he was cumming on their faces and Naoto in turn as clamping her thighs down against his head ,riding out her orgasm with needy, eager moans and a bucking, desperate rush of pure excitement. The girls left him lying dazed and elated on the floor, a testament to how thoroughly they had used him up.\n\nSowing chaos in the movie theater seemed like a good way to get up to some no-good sorts of fun, and immediately the girls drifted off to different places in pursuit of something to get up to.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Makoto:** \n - Appearance: Makoto is described as having a firm, confident approach. Her figure is firmer and more taut due to her akido training.\n - Personality: Makoto appears to be adventurous, open-minded, and willing to try new experiences. She has a playful side and enjoys teasing Ann.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Ann, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n2. **Ann:**\n - Appearance: Ann is described as blonde, busty, and lean.\n - Personality: Ann seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and eager to please. She is also shown to be competitive and willing to take risks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Makoto, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n3. **Naoto:**\n - Appearance: Naoto is described as having a runner's build topped with a more ample chest.\n - Personality: Naoto appears to be adventurous, confident, and willing to push boundaries. She is also shown to be friendly and welcoming.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Rise, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n4. **Rise:**\n - Appearance: Rise is described as perky and energetic.\n - Personality: Rise seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and enthusiastic. She is also shown to be confident and unafraid to express herself.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Naoto, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four main characters seem to enjoy public sex and exhibitionism, often engaging in explicit activities in front of strangers.\n- They are open-minded and willing to try new experiences, including group sex and various forms of erotic play.\n- Each character has a unique personality and style, but they all share a sense of confidence and willingness to take risks.\n- The characters' relationships with each other are built on trust, mutual respect, and a deep emotional connection.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- None explicitly mentioned in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- In this universe, there appear to be no specific rules or laws governing public sex or exhibitionism. However, the characters seem to operate within a social hierarchy where those who engage in such activities are viewed as \"depraved\" or \"perverted.\"\n- The characters' actions are driven by their desires and willingness to push boundaries, rather than any external constraints or rules.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- Tokyo seems to be the primary setting for the story, with the characters engaging in various activities throughout the city.\n- There is a sense of anonymity and freedom in Tokyo, allowing the characters to explore their desires and engage in public sex without fear of reprisal.\n- The story touches on themes of fame, notoriety, and the blurring of lines between private and public spaces.\n\nOverall, the story presents a world where characters are free to explore their desires and engage in explicit activities without fear of judgment or consequence. The focus is on the characters' personalities, relationships, and quirks, rather than any larger societal context or rules.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnn fancied herself pretty good at DDR. Good enough that the guy who stopped what he was doing to stare at her seemed like good prey. \"Want to play?\" she asked. \"If I win, you fuck my pussy. If you win, you can have my ass.\" She laid it all on the line in clear, ready terms, winking toward him as she slipped out of her high heels to play.\n\n\"Yeah, of course,\" the guy said, nodding readily.\n\n\"Great. I don't have any coins to play though...\" She pouted and tilted her head, watching as he fished into his pocket for some money, eagerly scrambling to get Ann what he wanted. He slipped coins into the second player slot for her without hesitation, and a smiling, grinning Ann stepped on to play, phones out to capture every second of what was about to happen, because the naked, busty girl dancing was a surefire way to catch all the bounce and jiggle in the world, and everyone wanted a piece of it. Her breasts and her ass were in full motion as she danced her heart out before the excited crowd all gathered around to watch her go.\n\nThe excitement and the chatter of everyone beholding the sight of Ann in feverish motion kept her feeling the burn now, struggling to keep her focus on the steps and the rhythm expected of her, wanting to keep everyone excited and watching her go, but knowing she had a lot of work to do to make the win, given just how many men were all over the sight of her. Ann deserved every last bit of gaze she received, feeling the growing hunger and excitement fill her as she became such a grand spectacle to behold. Everyone was watching, waiting, wanting.\n\nAnn wanted to keep steady and rock through this with a confident, cocky aggression, throwing herself hard into the throbbing heat of this pleasure, a situation removed from control and sense. The attention was too much; Ann wanted to keep steady, but she was completely incapable of focusing while she was getting played for like this. This want wore her down, and she found herself stumbling to keep it all together, missing steps and losing the beat as her pussy trickled raw arousal down her legs and she found herself in way too deep now to be able to contain it all. She wanted something rapturous and raw, and Ann hadn't come into this ready to throw the game or anything, but she wasn't able to bring her best in the first place.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe score disparity picked up rapid steam as Ann faltered with her focus more and more, as her legs shook with throbbing, needy arousal and an ache too great to hold onto. Her hands grasped the bar tightly as she kept dancing, but it was over. Ann slipped further and further away in her attempts to get her win, fumbling through the remainder of the song as best she could, but Ann didn't stand a chance, frustration building as she did what she could to keep up, but fell shorter and shorter, losing score and losing ground. Not that anyone was paying attention to the score with the gorgeous blonde dancing like she was.\n\nWhen the match was finally over, Ann was left an eager, panting delight, who knew she lost, but who was hardly about to complain about it as she shifted her way toward the bars and bent forward. \"Guess you get to take your prize now, huh?\" she asked, wiggling her hips and inviting upon herself all his wildest hungers, craving them with more desperation and desire than she knew what to do with. She welcomed him upon her, her ass stuck out and begging to be claimed.\n\nOne firm thrust was all it took, coming up from behind and startling Ann with the swift penetration and the firm push forward, catching her off guard and leaving her to give in to the sudden, steady thrusts pushing onward, fucking into her a sense of complete delight and wriggling ecstasy. \"Harder,\" Ann whined, head rolling back as she felt the cock work steadily into her ass with something to prove and no time to waste. Eager motions rocked into her waiting backdoor, and she felt like she was right where she needed to be now, gripping the bar tighter as she held firm and readied herself for these reckless thrusts, hard slams pushing the thick cock deep into her, igniting swells of utter heat and delight that she didn't feel like she could have possibly held back.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnn was going to offer herself up to him win or lose, and he knew it, but the man holding onto her hips and ramming her ass still treated this like a prize he had won, like a victory lap he was determined to go on as every wild shove forward pushed his way deeper into her. Nothing could hold him back now, keeping up the reckless desire and a pace getting faster and hotter as he let himself go, savouring each shove into her ass and making the most of the pleasure before him. This was a fantasy come true; a sex wager DDR game, and he was happy to make the most of this all. \"You've got good moves, too bad mine were better.\"\n\n\"Your cock's even better than your moves!\" Ann gasped, gripping the bar harder, her moans reckless and hungry as she gave up more and more to what she felt, craving the feelings of desperation that swirled through her. The audience of eager watchers were all focused on her, and Ann couldn't help herself, moaning, \"Don't just stand there. Stroke those big cocks while I get fucked. I'll let you cum on me!\" Her eyes gleamed with pure excitement as she worked on back and forth, tending to this all without any sense of restraint or hesitation. Ann knew what she wanted, and she was utterly unafraid now of getting it.\n\nIn a flash, there were cocks getting beaten off in front of her, Ann bucking faster, pushing against the lucky, winning guy, who wound up quicker, wilder, losing ground to the aching pleasure and excitement of all he could get. He came hard, groaning and pumping her ass full of cum, and all that hot seed filling her up pushed Ann over the edge herself, hitting her first orgasm of the day and shuddering in pure joy. Ann's head rolled back, legs trembling with delight as she felt the eagerness wash over her, and there was nowhere to go now but straight down.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDown to the ground to be specific, as Ann knelt in front of the men. \"Please, stroke your cocks harder,\" she said, encouraging them to keep moving, a hand going between her legs. \"Your cocks all look so nice. So big. I want you to cum all over me. show me what you can do, boys.\" Her pussy was sopping wet by that point, so eager to be touched that she didn't care if it was only her fingers doing it, six guys standing in front of her feverishly jerking off and working for their own pleasure, with Ann's as an extension of it all.\n\nThe sight of the perky blonde fingering herself kept the guys stroking faster, her encouragement stoking the flames of their desire and keeping them moving, groaning and bucking into their hands as they kept the pace up. Her eyes were so wide, so loving, scanning along their cocks and their faces, begging with her everything for the lustful joy she expressed so desperately. Every bit of quivering hunger and desperation that Ann dripped with pushed them harder, kept them engaged and wanting more, playing into her hands and into her desires as they stroked hard to make the eager, lustful pleas of this bombshell come true.\n\nRolling her head back, Ann bucked harder against her fingers, feverishly toying with herself and pushing further, hotter on. She wanted this so badly, and the sweetly creeping rush of pure joy she found in hitting her peak left her dizzy, helpless, gasping in ecstasy as her orgasmic peak came hard. \"Cum all over me, you studs!\" she shrieked as she gave in, spine arching, breasts pushed forward, and the bukkake raining down upon her left Ann a dizzy and ecstatic wreck, hips bucking back and forth in desperate joy as she gave herself so thoroughly to the pleasure, accepting the streaks of cum all over her front as her fingers twisted and shivered inside of her slick, dripping hole.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRise slipped up beside one of the guys in line at the concessions counter and just started stroking his cock, catching him completely unaware as she reached in and went for it, pulling his shaft out and starting to pump greedily along his dick. \"Don't mind me, just thought I'd make the wait a bit easier for you.\" With a big grin, Rise leaned up against him, getting nice and cozy. \"That's fine, right?\"\n\nThe man seemed to have no idea what to say or do as he stood there, simply nodding with erratic, excited panic. \"Feels great,\" he said, looking over to his friend. \"Holy shit, dude. She's really doing this?\"\n\n\"And what, I can't get some of that?\" asked the man beside him, smiling just as wide. \"My buddy here could use this handjob, but I'm seeing that other hand of yours just hanging loose. Why not come over here and give me something too?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith a flirty giggle, Rise stepped in between the two men, she got her other hand into the other guy's pants, fishing his cock out as well and starting to give them both steady handjobs as she got cozy in against them. \"I'd be happy to put both my hands to work, of course,\" she said, stroking quickly and letting the pleasure work her up, easing into the sweet thrill and delight of just stroking cock. It wasn't the most bold or drastic thing she could have done, but it was where Rise settled into, a delightful and hot way to keep these two friends busy in line. \"Bet you've never had service like this.\"\n\n\"Never,\" groaned the more shy of the two, who reached a hand up toward Rise's chest, fondling her perky tits while she kept up her pace of working his cock over.\n\n\"You're not a new perk here, are you?\" asked the other.\n\n\"No, just a helpful, friendly citizen.\" Rise wiggled her hips and kept up the pace of jerking the men off, happy to keep up her strokes and to work them over as she stood between them, getting lots of stares from everyone around her, but Rise was confident and firm in what she was doing, owning every last bit of her sluttiness as she kept up. \"I'm just happy to hep two guys with big cocks have some fun and pass the time, and it looks like this line is going to take forever to move.\"\n\nThe cocks throbbed in her hand, ached for the sweet joy and pleasure of throwing herself into this, and in short order the men were cumming right onto the ground and into Rise's hands, leaving her to moan and coo, grinding up harder against them as she got them off. The men groaned an eager, tense, \"Thanks,\" as they stood in shivering delight, their cocks still hard in her hands.\n\nRise looked back over her shoulder and heaved a frustrated sigh. \"Oh, there's still so much line left. I don't think I can leave you two bored here in good conscience for so long. Why don't you pick me up and share me while we wait?'<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Makoto:** \n - Appearance: Makoto is described as having a firm, confident approach. Her figure is firmer and more taut due to her akido training.\n - Personality: Makoto appears to be adventurous, open-minded, and willing to try new experiences. She has a playful side and enjoys teasing Ann.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Ann, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n2. **Ann:**\n - Appearance: Ann is described as blonde, busty, and lean.\n - Personality: Ann seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and eager to please. She is also shown to be competitive and willing to take risks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Makoto, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n3. **Naoto:**\n - Appearance: Naoto is described as having a runner's build topped with a more ample chest.\n - Personality: Naoto appears to be adventurous, confident, and willing to push boundaries. She is also shown to be friendly and welcoming.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Rise, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n4. **Rise:**\n - Appearance: Rise is described as perky and energetic.\n - Personality: Rise seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and enthusiastic. She is also shown to be confident and unafraid to express herself.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Naoto, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four main characters seem to enjoy public sex and exhibitionism, often engaging in explicit activities in front of strangers.\n- They are open-minded and willing to try new experiences, including group sex and various forms of erotic play.\n- Each character has a unique personality and style, but they all share a sense of confidence and willingness to take risks.\n- The characters' relationships with each other are built on trust, mutual respect, and a deep emotional connection.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- None explicitly mentioned in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- In this universe, there appear to be no specific rules or laws governing public sex or exhibitionism. However, the characters seem to operate within a social hierarchy where those who engage in such activities are viewed as \"depraved\" or \"perverted.\"\n- The characters' actions are driven by their desires and willingness to push boundaries, rather than any external constraints or rules.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- Tokyo seems to be the primary setting for the story, with the characters engaging in various activities throughout the city.\n- There is a sense of anonymity and freedom in Tokyo, allowing the characters to explore their desires and engage in public sex without fear of reprisal.\n- The story touches on themes of fame, notoriety, and the blurring of lines between private and public spaces.\n\nOverall, the story presents a world where characters are free to explore their desires and engage in explicit activities without fear of judgment or consequence. The focus is on the characters' personalities, relationships, and quirks, rather than any larger societal context or rules.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nRise's smile was bright and wicked as the men took the initiative, hauling her up and hoisting her between their bodies. Firm shoves forward filled Rise's ass and pussy with cock with firm strokes, and she was in no way quiet about just how fucking good that made her feel, body shivering and bucking under the heavy weight of this joy, rocking back and forth with needy motions showing off just how much she needed this pleasure. \"I didn't think she'd be so tight,\" one of them groaned, and Rise wasn't entirely sure which any more, just giving herself up to the hungry, heated delirium of getting fucked like she needed to be.\n\n\"I haven't done much yet today, you boys are in luck,\" she moaned. \"Nngh, but so am I, because I can feel your big cocks so deep inside of me! Please, keep going, I want it so badly. Fuck me!\" She was making a scene. A scene was what Rise did best, and she was unafraid of working through it, giving in to the idea of letting go and bucking on harder, faster, a wild embrace of pleasure getting out of control now as she worked with erratic motions back and forth to end to every wild and reckless desire inside of her. Rise was firm and shameless in how she gave in, wanting to just roll with everything she felt. There was really nothing quite like this, and to keep up the pace was absolute ecstasy now.\n\nThe two cocks filled her up, thrust into her holes in reckless and erratic motions that didn't even remotely sync up, but it was still everything that Rise wanted, bringing the pleasure to new heights and keeping her feeling loftily overwhelmed by everything that kept coming. She was happy here, hit with swells of aching pleasure coming on faster and harder with each pass, craving the idea of so completely losing herself, and all she needed to do was steady herself, holding still as she could while she got fucked just right.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA couple loads getting dumped into her holes was the perfect way to cap off what she was doing here. Rise was shameless and hungry as she gave up to this all, and as the boys came inside of her, she was all too happy to give in, shivering and writhing in pure joy amid a climax throbbing across her body, inducing pure joy and an ecstasy that felt like only the beginning for what her day was going to be. \"Yes, cum in me, fill me!\" she gasped, a shivering wreck incapable of holding herself together as she gave so completely up to this pleasure, to every wild thrill she could find here.\n\nMakoto and Naoto weren't drawn anywhere in particular, the two more reserved and tomboyish of the pairs looking toward a photo booth curiously. A man stood nearby it, looking like he was just killing time texting on his phone waiting for his movie to be up, but they both saw opportunity, looking to each other and deciding to go for it. They slipped in together, Naoto tugging the curtain aside and Makoto grabbing the man by the wrist. \"Come take some pictures with us,\" she said, and dragged him ion.\n\nThe poor guy had no idea what he was doing as he was dragged into the booth and set down on the bench, Makoto and Naoto both shoving in tight against him, peppering him with kisses up and down his face and along his neck, their hands caressing across his body. \"Do you like short haired girls?\" Naoto asked. \"We hope you do.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Short haired girls can still be sexy, don't you agree?\" Makoto added, drifting toward his lips and giving him a flurry of affection.\n\n\"I do,\" he said, his head dizzy as he tried to take in everything going on, especially as the hands got more affectionate and aggressive upon him, reaching into his pants and getting to work at tugging his cock out. \"Wow, you're really naked right now. I think I saw something on the internet about girls like you.\"\n\nThat got a laugh form Makoto and Naoto. Clearly he hadn't seen any videos, but there was an opportunity here. \"Why don't you take your phone out and record this?\" Naoto asked, sinking to her knees in front of him as she fished out his cock, stroking his half-rigid shaft quickly and easing him into full hardness as best she could, her eyes gleaming with desire as she got nice and steady in place for him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You can put it online, show everyone that you got singled out by two naked, short haired sex kittens as a guy we wanted to share.\" Makoto got down beside Naoto and got her fingers around the base of his cock too, sharing some kisses with Naoto and getting ready for the pleasure about to take them both away.\n\nThe man didn't do much more than nod as he focused his phone toward the girls, staring up a recording as Makoto and Naoto pressed their lips to the head of his cock, sharing a lustful kiss against his shaft, moaning and adoring the situation before them, with their focus up toward him, locking eyes with the camera and playing to it as they shared his cock between them, both girls experienced with double blowjobs, though not with each sharing one with each other. The focus and demands of the moment kept Makoto from getting onto that jealous track again, keeping her directed toward the moment and the adoration of licking her way down the cock, getting into a groove with Naoto and growing closer to who she was sure was a perfectly nice girl whose biggest crime was being someone who had Ann starstruck.\n\nNow, there was none of that. Just two girls with more in common than they knew licking up and down a big dick together, adoring his shaft behind the curtain, which was pulled only for the sake of keeping everything going. They were happy to overwhelm him, to rush on against his shaft and adore every inch of his cock, unrelenting and careless in the chance to play around and to have their fun with him, all while his dick stood rigid and waiting, welcoming the excitement and pleasure that could come from being tended to like this. Taking turns deepthroating his cock and pushing themselves to the limit for his sake rather than to show off or get aggressive, Naoto and Makoto fell easily into a groove together, getting along better than they necessarily knew what to do with.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I'm gonna cum. Holy shit, this is real,\" the man groaned. The girls eagerly pulled back at the last minute, tongues lapping at the head of his cock to push him over the edge and wind him up, before he blew his gooey load across both their faces, leaving both Naoto and Makoto to take the gooey flood of cum across their smiling faces. They didn't let up on his cock though, licking and kissing it all over in the aftermath of the gooey eruption that left their faces splattered and messy.\n\n\"Be sure to post that online,\" Makoto purred, planting one last kiss on his cock head and then snowballing the load into Naoto's mouth for good measure, before the girls slipped out and rejoined the others.\n\nMoving down the hallway to get into the theater room proper, the girls were on the war path for even more mischief. As they stepped in they sought something to indulge in, finding a row of four guys sitting in a row while the pre-movie ads played. The the girls didn't even say anything to the guys as they stepped out in front of them and sank down to their knees, making their moves and tugging pants down, giving little more than smiles, he men startled by the naked and delighted visitors suddenly imposing themselves upon them. In short order, the quartet were down a line all eagerly sucking dick together to pass time until the movie came up.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nNaoto was already in a bit of a cocksucking daze, and she decided to go all out on the cock in front of her, slobbering to down and gagging on the thick shaft as she pushed feverishly onward. It was a test of her limits, but one she felt eager to win, eager to push into and work at with all she had, throwing caution to the wind and embracing her most feverish of desires. Up and down she moved, chasing the pleasure and the idea of giving up so completely, so utterly, and the sloppy gagging sounds she made weren't going to be okay when the movie started up, but for now, she felt like making all the noise she could.\n\nRise was similarly downright feral, fresh off double penetration and feeling like she wanted to lose herself, head bucking up and down with rapid motions that didn't go as deep as Naoto's did, but which were far more intense and rapid, recklessly forcing herself down the cock with nothing to prove but a burning need to do it anyway, lost to the dizzying heights of joy she felt in fucking her pretty face down onto a big dick, all while she felt her holes oozing with the cum that had filled her up before. There was no reason to hold back this joy, and she wanted to express more and more of this reckless, wild pleasure as she kept her pace up, as she threw all reason away and abandoned sense for the sake of giving in completely. This city trip had been the best idea, hands down.\n\nRather than get more wound up and go out of control, Makoto sought to slow her pace down a bit, slowly working the cock over with sultry motions, lots of bright, hot eye contact, and a careful cadence meant to walk the line more carefully, taking her time with the approach and letting her tongue get lots of the work in. She didn't even let it tap the back of her throat, wanting to conserve her energy a little bit. Not because she was afraid of burning out, but because she had a whole movie ahead of her, and you don't finish your movie snacks before the trailers even start.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Makoto:** \n - Appearance: Makoto is described as having a firm, confident approach. Her figure is firmer and more taut due to her akido training.\n - Personality: Makoto appears to be adventurous, open-minded, and willing to try new experiences. She has a playful side and enjoys teasing Ann.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Ann, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n2. **Ann:**\n - Appearance: Ann is described as blonde, busty, and lean.\n - Personality: Ann seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and eager to please. She is also shown to be competitive and willing to take risks.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Girlfriend: Makoto, whom she loves and is deeply connected with.\n - Friends: Naoto and Rise, whom she meets during the story.\n\n3. **Naoto:**\n - Appearance: Naoto is described as having a runner's build topped with a more ample chest.\n - Personality: Naoto appears to be adventurous, confident, and willing to push boundaries. She is also shown to be friendly and welcoming.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Rise, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n4. **Rise:**\n - Appearance: Rise is described as perky and energetic.\n - Personality: Rise seems to be outgoing, flirtatious, and enthusiastic. She is also shown to be confident and unafraid to express herself.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned\n - Relationships:\n - Friend: Naoto, whom she is close to and shares similar interests with.\n - Acquaintance: Makoto and Ann, whom she meets during the story.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n- All four main characters seem to enjoy public sex and exhibitionism, often engaging in explicit activities in front of strangers.\n- They are open-minded and willing to try new experiences, including group sex and various forms of erotic play.\n- Each character has a unique personality and style, but they all share a sense of confidence and willingness to take risks.\n- The characters' relationships with each other are built on trust, mutual respect, and a deep emotional connection.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n- None explicitly mentioned in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n- In this universe, there appear to be no specific rules or laws governing public sex or exhibitionism. However, the characters seem to operate within a social hierarchy where those who engage in such activities are viewed as \"depraved\" or \"perverted.\"\n- The characters' actions are driven by their desires and willingness to push boundaries, rather than any external constraints or rules.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n- Tokyo seems to be the primary setting for the story, with the characters engaging in various activities throughout the city.\n- There is a sense of anonymity and freedom in Tokyo, allowing the characters to explore their desires and engage in public sex without fear of reprisal.\n- The story touches on themes of fame, notoriety, and the blurring of lines between private and public spaces.\n\nOverall, the story presents a world where characters are free to explore their desires and engage in explicit activities without fear of judgment or consequence. The focus is on the characters' personalities, relationships, and quirks, rather than any larger societal context or rules.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnn was similarly patient, though more just because she needed to bring it down after how intense things got, lest she go completely out of control and run on a tear through Tokyo that the others couldn't keep up with, suddenly a little bit self-conscious about keeping composed and poised around Naoto and Rise as she showed off what she could do. If she got too carried away, she felt like she'd embarrass herself, which led to a weird stand-off of a situation. So she licked all over the shaft and barely even got into her mouth, toying with it and drawing this out as a valuable means of keeping herself under some steady control, not getting too carried away with what she was up to and loving the chance to give in like she did.\n\nAt their own paces, the girls worked over the row of lucky guys with their mouths, tending to them without a care and winding them up for the pleasure that left nothing to chance. At their own paces and in their own ways, the girls earned the cum, mouths filling up with the sudden gush of hot, gooey seed splattering forward, giving them a thick, salty treat to guzzle down as they did. The girls all swallowed eagerly, pulling back and praising the guys they had sucked off for having big dicks and for giving them such tasty cum.\n\nOnly to immediately turn around and sit themselves down onto their laps instead. The girls could have taken seats elsewhere, but each of them settled down into the laps of the men before them and got comfortable in place, waiting for the fun to get out of hand as they started to ride the dicks they had just sucked. The movie wasn't a super long one, but they weren't leaving these laps until the movie was over, so none of them were too fast and wild in how they rode, taking their time to sensually grind up and down on these cocks for ninety minutes of slow, sultry fucking with strangers.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe day was still young. The quartet were only getting started on their wild public rampage, but for a moment, they could savour a movie, savour the cocks they rode, and savour the quiet calm before things really got crazy.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Shandris Feathermoon**: \n * Appearance: Dark skin, amethyst buttocks, moonlit eyes, long eyebrows, elven ears, and a kaldorei face.\n * Personality: Primal, confident, and determined. She has centuries of experience and remains tender despite her age.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled Darnassian Ranger, expert tracker, and leader of the 7th Legion.\n * Relationships: High Priestess Laurena, paladins, and Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden).\n\n2. **High Priestess Laurena**:\n * Appearance: Mature, purple nearly spilling bust, moonsilk robes, and golden adornments on her breasts.\n * Personality: Soothing, gentle, and experienced. She trusts in the power of the Light.\n * Special Abilities: Leader of the Chapel of Light, skilled diplomat, and experienced in serving the Light.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, paladins, and Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden).\n\n3. **Korla Shattersout**:\n * Appearance: Fine thew, finer bust, rough untamed beauty, and finely carved greenskin warrior.\n * Personality: Welcoming, warm, and assertive. She commands respect and enjoys the company of women.\n * Special Abilities: Commander of the Splintertree Fortress, skilled warrior, and negotiator.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, High Priestess Laurena, and Belestra Lightseeker (blood elf).\n\n4. **Belestra Lightseeker**:\n * Appearance: Slim, delicate, and graceful blood elf with bright tawny hair and blue satisfied glow in her eyes.\n * Personality: Delicate, warm, and welcoming. She enjoys the company of women and respects their abilities.\n * Special Abilities: Sin’dorei, skilled diplomat, and representative of the Horde.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden), General Shandris Feathermoon, and High Priestess Laurena.\n\n5. **Paladin**:\n * Appearance: Unspecified, but mentioned as having a dry, grim voice and being part of the escort.\n * Personality: Concerned about the safety of High Priestess Laurena and skeptical of negotiations with the Horde.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter, member of the Paladin order, and dedicated to protecting the innocent.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, High Priestess Laurena, and other paladins.\n\n6. **Gryphon Rider**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as riding gryphons and carrying messages.\n * Personality: Brave and willing to take risks by approaching the Alliance-controlled area.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled rider, able to navigate difficult terrain, and messenger.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and the Alliance.\n\n7. **Night Elf Hunter**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as having feline eyes and being part of the Sentinel Army.\n * Personality: Disbelieving and concerned about the safety of General Shandris Feathermoon.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled hunter, member of the Night Elf army, and loyal to General Feathermoon.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and other hunters.\n\n8. **Sentinel**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being part of the 7th Legion and having earring-heavy elven ears.\n * Personality: Experienced and skilled, able to distinguish between different sounds and understand nature.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled warrior, member of the Sentinel Army, and leader of the 7th Legion.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and other Sentinels.\n\n9. **Orcish Soldier**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as having brutish, heavy kor’kron bodies and monstrous blades.\n * Personality: Assertive and protective of their territory, willing to defend against the Alliance.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter, member of the Horde, and defender of the Splintertree Fortress.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden) and other orcs.\n\n10. **Worg Rider**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as riding worgs and carrying heavy loads.\n * Personality: Loyal and willing to serve their masters, able to carry heavy burdens.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled rider, able to navigate difficult terrain, and strong.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden) and other worg riders.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* The story features a unique magical system where the characters have distinct abilities based on their racial background.\n* The characters are described as having specific physical characteristics, such as skin tone, body shape, and facial features.\n* The story explores themes of slavery, racism, and sexism through the interactions between characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The characters' personalities and relationships are shaped by their experiences and cultural backgrounds.\n* The story includes explicit descriptions of sex and violence, which may be considered triggering for some readers.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Bow**: \n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being used by the Darnassian Ranger.\n * Purpose: For hunting and combat.\n * Function: Used to release arrows, which can be deadly.\n\n2. **Arrow**:\n * Appearance: White collar and tawny body.\n * Purpose: For hunting and combat.\n * Function: Released from the bow, it can cause harm or death.\n\n3. **Hawk Messenger**:\n * Appearance: Pierced hawk with a message attached to its leg.\n * Purpose: To deliver messages between factions.\n * Function: The hawk carries the message, which is retrieved by the recipient.\n\n4. **Nightsaber**:\n * Appearance: A massive, powerful animal used as a mount.\n * Purpose: For transportation and battle.\n * Function: It can carry heavy loads and move quickly across the landscape.\n\n5. **Worg**:\n * Appearance: Massive, canine beasts used as mounts.\n * Purpose: For transportation and battle.\n * Function: They can carry heavy loads and move quickly across the landscape.\n\n6. **Sword**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being carried by the paladins.\n * Purpose: For combat.\n * Function: Used to defend oneself or attack enemies.\n\n7. **Hammer**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being carried by the paladins.\n * Purpose: For combat.\n * Function: Used to defend oneself or attack enemies.\n\n8. **Steel Blade**:\n * Appearance: Monstrous, heavy blades rested on the shoulders of the kor’kron.\n * Purpose: For defense.\n * Function: Used to intimidate or attack enemies.\n\n9. **Crests of the Horde**:\n * Appearance: Adornments worn by the orcish soldiers, symbolizing their allegiance to the Horde.\n * Purpose: To identify themselves as members of the Horde.\n * Function: Serves as a visual representation of their loyalty.\n\n10. **Tattoos**:\n * Appearance: Red paint on the crotch areas of the female characters.\n * Purpose: To signify their allegiance to the Horde.\n * Function: Serves as a visual representation of their loyalty.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\nThe story takes place in the Warcraft universe, specifically during a time of war between the Alliance and the Horde. The world-building details include:\n\n* Geography: The story mentions various locations, including Ashenvale, Astranaar, Felwood, Theramore, Hillsbrad, Nethergarde, and Orgrimmar.\n* Politics: The Alliance and the Horde are at war, with each side vying for control of the land.\n* Social Hierarchies: The story highlights the differences in social status between the characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* Magical System: The characters have unique abilities based on their racial background, such as the Night Elf's connection to nature and the Paladins' martial prowess.\n* Rules: The story implies that there are rules governing the behavior of the characters, such as the need to follow protocol when interacting with the Horde.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* The story takes place in the Warcraft universe, specifically during a time of war between the Alliance and the Horde.\n* The world-building details include geography, politics, social hierarchies, and magical systems.\n* The story highlights the differences in culture and society between the characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The narrative explores themes of slavery, racism, and sexism through the interactions between characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The story includes explicit descriptions of sex and violence, which may be considered triggering for some readers.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYou could almost hear it, melded amongst the rustle of the leaves and accompanied by the gentle stomping of hoof. The other thing even a seasoned soldier of the 7th Legion wouldn't be able to catch - thus the difference between it and Sentinel was presented, just one amongst many.\n\nA Nightowl had its own flutter, so did the Blue Sparrow with its deeply sapphire feathers and the Sharptalon with its, namely, razor-sharp talons that cut the gales in a much specific manner. It took years of knowing nature to understand the difference instinctively and it took these long, earring heavy, elven ears to distinguish these sounds.\n\nAnd for a Darnassian Ranger, the flapping of a hawk's wings was alike an autumn tree in the middle of summer.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe bowstring was released and the arrow plunged forth, its sound known by many. That, in its own nature, was a curious piece of knowledge, to some grasped only moments before their death. Of a white collar and tawny body did it fall, the messenger bird meeting the ground without realizing it was already dead.\n\nA Sentinel was not a title given to all too many, even more famed were the elder ones and not a single one matched the one who brought up the pierced hawk. Dark alike ripe plums, elven lips bent into a little smile as Shandris Feathermoon separated the avian's head from its means of death.\n\nContent, feline eyes fell onto the little claw and the message attached to it, all to swiftly separate them and then throw the bird away, right into some nearby bush where a Nightsaber would likely feast today; perhaps a wolf, maybe just a bear - not that it made much of a difference.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMoonlit eyes spread softly as she read the contents, these long eyebrows rising no less as the kaldorei face grew only more radiant by the moment. She nodded to herself, reading the properly ciphered but awfully well known language; only as she was done did a rustle of leaves betray someone, prompting her to shove the paper deep into her bust and change her expression.\n\nFeline satisfaction vanished without a trace and the wide, canine-flashing smile was gone no less. \"What is it, soldier?\" She began even before the tracker emerged from the bushes and saluted; his skin just a few shades brighter than her but elven no less. \"General! Gryphon riders have been spotted on the horizon! They are approaching from Felwood!\"\n\nIt was no surprise; Ashenvale has been a hotspot ever since the war unburied heavier axes on each side and the ancient trees provided the handles for many, many more axes. Northern Talondeep Path was long blocked and Stonetalon Mountains weren’t a path anyone could take, passage to the Barrens were but a Horde stronghold no less, Warsong Fortress sprawled across the east and the south-western entrance was less than safe and it would only get worse.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSo the only way to safely get someone in was through the air and through a yet neutral airspace.\n\nThe corners of her mouth twitched, knowing that such matters wouldn’t last for long but a smile had not returned onto her face. \"Understood.\" It wasn’t many seconds later till they left the gla, leaving the hawk messenger to rot and so, it wasn’t much time till they got back onto the road and returned to Astranaar; there was mild surprise in Shandris that anyone actually managed to track her into the wild forests but then, she did not put all that much work into being traceless.\n\nAncient, amethyst buttocks soon filled the Nightsaber’s saddle and amazon bust jumped in its leathery prison, its movements heavy and swinging despite the mount’s innate elegance. Sentinel Feathermoon was a primal night elf in its pure form; she rode with feet bare, with thighs fully uncovered and with her loins covered by nothing more than studded leather.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBlue, darkwater shaded strands flew down her shoulders gently as she rode into the camp with nothing less than a steel expression on her face; passing the saluting city guardians and one of the Moon Priestesses that was yet tending to the returning from duty huntresses.\n\nMoonlit eyes squinted softly as she saw the already landed gryphons, the quarter of paladins that arrived with them and most importantly, the very High Priestess they guarded. \"Sister Laurena.\" Shandris declared as the mature woman barely dropped from the winged mount, her regal robes not making it any easier.\n\n\"Light bless you, General Feathermoon.\" Laurena's voice was merry and gentle, much different to that of the night elf who perhaps was not hostile but yet didn't show much softness to the elf. \"It's a pleasure to finally arrive, not to speak on such an important mission.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"May Elune guide you.\" The Sentinel declared and waited on her mount, not in plans to dismount. \"The Chapel of Light favours us with your presence.\" It was but a formality from Shandris' side to say it all but a tone of friendliness could be heard nonetheless.\n\n\"I'm afraid there is little time to exchange warm words.\" The kaldorei continued as another set of hunters approached, four riders and one riderless but saddled panther. \"You've arrived just in time, High Priestess. The swifter we are, the less harm will be done to the rightful owners of this land.\"\n\n\"Doubtlessly you are right, General.\" Laurena declared and then approached the mighty beast without a second of hesitation. \"It is only in haste we can sometimes find peace, for every good deed has to be carried out before the misdeed can.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Shandris Feathermoon**: \n * Appearance: Dark skin, amethyst buttocks, moonlit eyes, long eyebrows, elven ears, and a kaldorei face.\n * Personality: Primal, confident, and determined. She has centuries of experience and remains tender despite her age.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled Darnassian Ranger, expert tracker, and leader of the 7th Legion.\n * Relationships: High Priestess Laurena, paladins, and Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden).\n\n2. **High Priestess Laurena**:\n * Appearance: Mature, purple nearly spilling bust, moonsilk robes, and golden adornments on her breasts.\n * Personality: Soothing, gentle, and experienced. She trusts in the power of the Light.\n * Special Abilities: Leader of the Chapel of Light, skilled diplomat, and experienced in serving the Light.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, paladins, and Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden).\n\n3. **Korla Shattersout**:\n * Appearance: Fine thew, finer bust, rough untamed beauty, and finely carved greenskin warrior.\n * Personality: Welcoming, warm, and assertive. She commands respect and enjoys the company of women.\n * Special Abilities: Commander of the Splintertree Fortress, skilled warrior, and negotiator.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, High Priestess Laurena, and Belestra Lightseeker (blood elf).\n\n4. **Belestra Lightseeker**:\n * Appearance: Slim, delicate, and graceful blood elf with bright tawny hair and blue satisfied glow in her eyes.\n * Personality: Delicate, warm, and welcoming. She enjoys the company of women and respects their abilities.\n * Special Abilities: Sin’dorei, skilled diplomat, and representative of the Horde.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden), General Shandris Feathermoon, and High Priestess Laurena.\n\n5. **Paladin**:\n * Appearance: Unspecified, but mentioned as having a dry, grim voice and being part of the escort.\n * Personality: Concerned about the safety of High Priestess Laurena and skeptical of negotiations with the Horde.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter, member of the Paladin order, and dedicated to protecting the innocent.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, High Priestess Laurena, and other paladins.\n\n6. **Gryphon Rider**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as riding gryphons and carrying messages.\n * Personality: Brave and willing to take risks by approaching the Alliance-controlled area.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled rider, able to navigate difficult terrain, and messenger.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and the Alliance.\n\n7. **Night Elf Hunter**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as having feline eyes and being part of the Sentinel Army.\n * Personality: Disbelieving and concerned about the safety of General Shandris Feathermoon.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled hunter, member of the Night Elf army, and loyal to General Feathermoon.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and other hunters.\n\n8. **Sentinel**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being part of the 7th Legion and having earring-heavy elven ears.\n * Personality: Experienced and skilled, able to distinguish between different sounds and understand nature.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled warrior, member of the Sentinel Army, and leader of the 7th Legion.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and other Sentinels.\n\n9. **Orcish Soldier**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as having brutish, heavy kor’kron bodies and monstrous blades.\n * Personality: Assertive and protective of their territory, willing to defend against the Alliance.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter, member of the Horde, and defender of the Splintertree Fortress.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden) and other orcs.\n\n10. **Worg Rider**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as riding worgs and carrying heavy loads.\n * Personality: Loyal and willing to serve their masters, able to carry heavy burdens.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled rider, able to navigate difficult terrain, and strong.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden) and other worg riders.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* The story features a unique magical system where the characters have distinct abilities based on their racial background.\n* The characters are described as having specific physical characteristics, such as skin tone, body shape, and facial features.\n* The story explores themes of slavery, racism, and sexism through the interactions between characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The characters' personalities and relationships are shaped by their experiences and cultural backgrounds.\n* The story includes explicit descriptions of sex and violence, which may be considered triggering for some readers.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Bow**: \n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being used by the Darnassian Ranger.\n * Purpose: For hunting and combat.\n * Function: Used to release arrows, which can be deadly.\n\n2. **Arrow**:\n * Appearance: White collar and tawny body.\n * Purpose: For hunting and combat.\n * Function: Released from the bow, it can cause harm or death.\n\n3. **Hawk Messenger**:\n * Appearance: Pierced hawk with a message attached to its leg.\n * Purpose: To deliver messages between factions.\n * Function: The hawk carries the message, which is retrieved by the recipient.\n\n4. **Nightsaber**:\n * Appearance: A massive, powerful animal used as a mount.\n * Purpose: For transportation and battle.\n * Function: It can carry heavy loads and move quickly across the landscape.\n\n5. **Worg**:\n * Appearance: Massive, canine beasts used as mounts.\n * Purpose: For transportation and battle.\n * Function: They can carry heavy loads and move quickly across the landscape.\n\n6. **Sword**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being carried by the paladins.\n * Purpose: For combat.\n * Function: Used to defend oneself or attack enemies.\n\n7. **Hammer**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being carried by the paladins.\n * Purpose: For combat.\n * Function: Used to defend oneself or attack enemies.\n\n8. **Steel Blade**:\n * Appearance: Monstrous, heavy blades rested on the shoulders of the kor’kron.\n * Purpose: For defense.\n * Function: Used to intimidate or attack enemies.\n\n9. **Crests of the Horde**:\n * Appearance: Adornments worn by the orcish soldiers, symbolizing their allegiance to the Horde.\n * Purpose: To identify themselves as members of the Horde.\n * Function: Serves as a visual representation of their loyalty.\n\n10. **Tattoos**:\n * Appearance: Red paint on the crotch areas of the female characters.\n * Purpose: To signify their allegiance to the Horde.\n * Function: Serves as a visual representation of their loyalty.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\nThe story takes place in the Warcraft universe, specifically during a time of war between the Alliance and the Horde. The world-building details include:\n\n* Geography: The story mentions various locations, including Ashenvale, Astranaar, Felwood, Theramore, Hillsbrad, Nethergarde, and Orgrimmar.\n* Politics: The Alliance and the Horde are at war, with each side vying for control of the land.\n* Social Hierarchies: The story highlights the differences in social status between the characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* Magical System: The characters have unique abilities based on their racial background, such as the Night Elf's connection to nature and the Paladins' martial prowess.\n* Rules: The story implies that there are rules governing the behavior of the characters, such as the need to follow protocol when interacting with the Horde.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* The story takes place in the Warcraft universe, specifically during a time of war between the Alliance and the Horde.\n* The world-building details include geography, politics, social hierarchies, and magical systems.\n* The story highlights the differences in culture and society between the characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The narrative explores themes of slavery, racism, and sexism through the interactions between characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The story includes explicit descriptions of sex and violence, which may be considered triggering for some readers.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nConsecrated and godly, her bust bounced with every step she took towards the mount and her robes gracefully followed her; their front reinforced with golden adornments as to not show these hallowed nipples, nipples that in their blessing broke through all kinds of fabric with ease.\n\nThe human, despite the not so young age, climbed onto the nightsaber and spread her silk-covered buttocks across its back. The very animal couldn't be all too happy with so many pounds of holy meat on itself but yet, was trained to transport any sort of high importance individual.\n\nShandris waved her hand, her own bust shook and soon they moved out of Astranaar. Kaldorei Hunters rode in the front and the paladin escort, with their light-born warmounts, rode behind. The Sentinel General and High Priestess of the Light moved in the middle, right next to another.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPurple, nearly spilling bust bounced up and down, neighboringly to the human one; as heavy pounds hallowed meat swung down, the tender, elven one jumped up. A lucky eye would see from the side that one never obstructed another and a careful eye would spot the fine differences between both titans.\n\nShandris could centuries years old but her body was still tender and unbitten by age; her bust held itself well and did not simply plummet down, it truly bounced, shook in its limber nature. As such, it was much different from what Laurena sported during their march.\n\nThey were ripe, matured alike sweetest pumpkins; they proudly and shamelessly covered her chest. Free to move under these moonsilk robes, they rose up with each step of the nightsaber and then smacked down - the High Priestess spent nearly three decades serving the Light and the Light did not forget her, granting her some of the plumpiest, fattest fronts of the Church.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I do not like this one bit.\" A quiet voice of the Paladin was to be heard as they left the yet Alliance-controlled part of the forests. \"Those negotiations never amounted to anything and now we're putting priestess Laurena in danger no less. It's enough that we struggle in Theramore and Hillsbrad. Not to speak of Nethergarde and all the other fronts.\"\n\n\"Faith, brother. Reconciliation with the Horde's followers of the Light may just reduce their aggression and allow us to exchange more prisoners.\" Another spoke equally silently but not too silently for the ladies who merely gave each other expresionate looks; Laurena with a warm, content little smile and Shandris with some kind of disapproval. \"If the High Priestess is ready to undertake this dire task and risk her own life, you shouldn't falter.\"\n\nNonetheless, neither of the ladies cared much as soon did they leave the Falfarren River behind, moving across the red-adorned bridge and passing the many, glorious banners of the mighty Horde. Shandris squinted these moonlit eyes upon the sight of it all and Laurena merely straightened herself with some kind of haste. Only a minute later it was the tall Watch Tower that they saw reveal itself from the many tree crowns, seconds passed before the wolven riders stopped their approach.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBrutish, heavy kor’kron flanked the way with these massive, muscled bodies; with thew and muscle packed onto worgs of finest breeds, onto canine beasts large enough to carry their weight and thus larger than any man. Monstrous, heavy blades of steel were rested on their shoulders as they stared at the envoy of the Alliance; at first only two, then another four that arrived and made the path look alike an obvious trap.\n\nLaurena and Shandris merely looked at each other and then moved forth, passing their vanguard and then the road guardans, fully entering the Horde territory and then treading forth as if it was nothing; soon did their escort try to do the same, although only to be stopped by these giant edges that were extended alike halberds of some sorts.\n\n\"You don’t think we’ll agree to this?\" Night elf hunter declared with a voice of disbelief and grasped the blade by his waist. \"Do you really think we’ll allow our General to walk in there alone?\" Answer of the paladins was not much different, soon did they reach their hammers and their swords. \"The High Priestess will not march a step further without out escort. Out of the way, green filth.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe tensions rose almost momentarily, air thickened and the atmosphere could be palpable as blood was somewhere there to be soon spilled; would be spilled if not for General Shandris Feathermoon that turned around on her saddle and spoke with a heavy voice. \"At ease, hunters. If Horde demands our and our presence alone then we shall give it to them.\"\n\n\"I trust that the Light is with me, mighty paladins. Thus you must do the same.\" Laurena declared no less, her voice as soothing and practiced as ever, her words somehow calming down her own escort but never fully, as it was their duty that was now strangely taken from them. \"Light is even within the Horde and I trust we’ll be treated exactly how we should. Fear not.\"\n\nIt was not as if they gave their soldiers any time to think on it or discuss, both Alliance ladies rode forth right away and left little choice to be had - had they attacked the wolf riders, they would doubtlessly put their superiors in dire danger due to the distance but had they done nothing, both the Sentinel and the Priestess would be on their own.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Shandris Feathermoon**: \n * Appearance: Dark skin, amethyst buttocks, moonlit eyes, long eyebrows, elven ears, and a kaldorei face.\n * Personality: Primal, confident, and determined. She has centuries of experience and remains tender despite her age.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled Darnassian Ranger, expert tracker, and leader of the 7th Legion.\n * Relationships: High Priestess Laurena, paladins, and Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden).\n\n2. **High Priestess Laurena**:\n * Appearance: Mature, purple nearly spilling bust, moonsilk robes, and golden adornments on her breasts.\n * Personality: Soothing, gentle, and experienced. She trusts in the power of the Light.\n * Special Abilities: Leader of the Chapel of Light, skilled diplomat, and experienced in serving the Light.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, paladins, and Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden).\n\n3. **Korla Shattersout**:\n * Appearance: Fine thew, finer bust, rough untamed beauty, and finely carved greenskin warrior.\n * Personality: Welcoming, warm, and assertive. She commands respect and enjoys the company of women.\n * Special Abilities: Commander of the Splintertree Fortress, skilled warrior, and negotiator.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, High Priestess Laurena, and Belestra Lightseeker (blood elf).\n\n4. **Belestra Lightseeker**:\n * Appearance: Slim, delicate, and graceful blood elf with bright tawny hair and blue satisfied glow in her eyes.\n * Personality: Delicate, warm, and welcoming. She enjoys the company of women and respects their abilities.\n * Special Abilities: Sin’dorei, skilled diplomat, and representative of the Horde.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden), General Shandris Feathermoon, and High Priestess Laurena.\n\n5. **Paladin**:\n * Appearance: Unspecified, but mentioned as having a dry, grim voice and being part of the escort.\n * Personality: Concerned about the safety of High Priestess Laurena and skeptical of negotiations with the Horde.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter, member of the Paladin order, and dedicated to protecting the innocent.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon, High Priestess Laurena, and other paladins.\n\n6. **Gryphon Rider**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as riding gryphons and carrying messages.\n * Personality: Brave and willing to take risks by approaching the Alliance-controlled area.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled rider, able to navigate difficult terrain, and messenger.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and the Alliance.\n\n7. **Night Elf Hunter**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as having feline eyes and being part of the Sentinel Army.\n * Personality: Disbelieving and concerned about the safety of General Shandris Feathermoon.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled hunter, member of the Night Elf army, and loyal to General Feathermoon.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and other hunters.\n\n8. **Sentinel**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being part of the 7th Legion and having earring-heavy elven ears.\n * Personality: Experienced and skilled, able to distinguish between different sounds and understand nature.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled warrior, member of the Sentinel Army, and leader of the 7th Legion.\n * Relationships: General Shandris Feathermoon and other Sentinels.\n\n9. **Orcish Soldier**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as having brutish, heavy kor’kron bodies and monstrous blades.\n * Personality: Assertive and protective of their territory, willing to defend against the Alliance.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled fighter, member of the Horde, and defender of the Splintertree Fortress.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden) and other orcs.\n\n10. **Worg Rider**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as riding worgs and carrying heavy loads.\n * Personality: Loyal and willing to serve their masters, able to carry heavy burdens.\n * Special Abilities: Skilled rider, able to navigate difficult terrain, and strong.\n * Relationships: Korla Shattersout (orcish warmaiden) and other worg riders.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* The story features a unique magical system where the characters have distinct abilities based on their racial background.\n* The characters are described as having specific physical characteristics, such as skin tone, body shape, and facial features.\n* The story explores themes of slavery, racism, and sexism through the interactions between characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The characters' personalities and relationships are shaped by their experiences and cultural backgrounds.\n* The story includes explicit descriptions of sex and violence, which may be considered triggering for some readers.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Bow**: \n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being used by the Darnassian Ranger.\n * Purpose: For hunting and combat.\n * Function: Used to release arrows, which can be deadly.\n\n2. **Arrow**:\n * Appearance: White collar and tawny body.\n * Purpose: For hunting and combat.\n * Function: Released from the bow, it can cause harm or death.\n\n3. **Hawk Messenger**:\n * Appearance: Pierced hawk with a message attached to its leg.\n * Purpose: To deliver messages between factions.\n * Function: The hawk carries the message, which is retrieved by the recipient.\n\n4. **Nightsaber**:\n * Appearance: A massive, powerful animal used as a mount.\n * Purpose: For transportation and battle.\n * Function: It can carry heavy loads and move quickly across the landscape.\n\n5. **Worg**:\n * Appearance: Massive, canine beasts used as mounts.\n * Purpose: For transportation and battle.\n * Function: They can carry heavy loads and move quickly across the landscape.\n\n6. **Sword**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being carried by the paladins.\n * Purpose: For combat.\n * Function: Used to defend oneself or attack enemies.\n\n7. **Hammer**:\n * Appearance: Not specified, but mentioned as being carried by the paladins.\n * Purpose: For combat.\n * Function: Used to defend oneself or attack enemies.\n\n8. **Steel Blade**:\n * Appearance: Monstrous, heavy blades rested on the shoulders of the kor’kron.\n * Purpose: For defense.\n * Function: Used to intimidate or attack enemies.\n\n9. **Crests of the Horde**:\n * Appearance: Adornments worn by the orcish soldiers, symbolizing their allegiance to the Horde.\n * Purpose: To identify themselves as members of the Horde.\n * Function: Serves as a visual representation of their loyalty.\n\n10. **Tattoos**:\n * Appearance: Red paint on the crotch areas of the female characters.\n * Purpose: To signify their allegiance to the Horde.\n * Function: Serves as a visual representation of their loyalty.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\nThe story takes place in the Warcraft universe, specifically during a time of war between the Alliance and the Horde. The world-building details include:\n\n* Geography: The story mentions various locations, including Ashenvale, Astranaar, Felwood, Theramore, Hillsbrad, Nethergarde, and Orgrimmar.\n* Politics: The Alliance and the Horde are at war, with each side vying for control of the land.\n* Social Hierarchies: The story highlights the differences in social status between the characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* Magical System: The characters have unique abilities based on their racial background, such as the Night Elf's connection to nature and the Paladins' martial prowess.\n* Rules: The story implies that there are rules governing the behavior of the characters, such as the need to follow protocol when interacting with the Horde.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* The story takes place in the Warcraft universe, specifically during a time of war between the Alliance and the Horde.\n* The world-building details include geography, politics, social hierarchies, and magical systems.\n* The story highlights the differences in culture and society between the characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The narrative explores themes of slavery, racism, and sexism through the interactions between characters from different racial backgrounds.\n* The story includes explicit descriptions of sex and violence, which may be considered triggering for some readers.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAs such they did nothing, unkeenly and unhappily but did so nonetheless. \"This I like ever less.\" A paladin declared with a dry, grim voice; all to be answered by a kaldorei hunter. \"Neither do I but if there’s two women in this land that will not let any orcs walk over them, it’s probably those two.\"\n\nYet, Shandris and Laurena have not done as much as look behind themselves, disappearing further into the heavily fortified Splintertree that hosted no less than three different walls these days, being just a tiny outpost at the start of the war. Between the orcs did they ride, amidst the many spike-covered buildings and the rough architecture, next to countess tree stumps and worg stables where mighty beasts were bred and kept.\n\nIt was the very innermost part of the Splintertree that they finally dismounted at, dropping from their mounts with bouncing udders and taking positions right before the orcish stronghold where two familiar faces already awaited them, waiting next to each other, different alike day and night. \"Our friends from the Alliance.\" Korla Shattersout declared with a welcoming voice. \"Light bless you both.\" Belestra Lightseeker declared with a delicate, warm voice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShatterstout was but an orcish warmaiden smirked keenly, being no one else but the very new commander of the Splintertree Fortress; A finely carved, greenskin warrior of fine thew, finer bust and rough, untamed beauty. Countless times have she fought the Sentinel General and equally many times have they negotiated, although battles fought in the dark, lightless and murky forests of Ashenvale rarely have been seen by anyone uninvolved.\n\nNearly half her size was the blood elf that stood next to her; dressed in fine regalia made out of thin, consecrated silk, adorned with aurate lining and as Sin’dorei would have, given a fine cutout to show the flat, delicate belly of creamy shade. With bright, tawny hair and blue, satisfied glow in her eye, she welcomed the two. \"We greet you both at the mighty Splintertree Fortress.\" Lightseeker was what many would expect of her racial beauty - slim, delicate and graceful.\n\n\"I would love to move right away to the work we have to do but first...\" She looked Laurena in the eyes and then Shandris, all as Korla folded these fine, muscles arms. \"... I must know that we all understand our purposes and reasons here.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShandris and Laurena merely looked at each other and then nodded.\n\nHeavy robes dropped, studded leather met onto the floor. \"Glory to the Horde.\" Two voices spoke in unison and saluted. \"And may the Alliance fall tomorrow.\" Their crotch tattoos shining with the glorious, red paint, their insides juicing up. \"May the orcish cocks make good use of us.\"\n\nCrests of the Horde adorned the formerly Alliance-pledged loveparts as these amazon, heavy wonders of Kaldorei race shone on Shandris' chest; her dark nipples standing proudly and hailing their true owners no less than the elf. \"The Sentinel Army is ready to surrender the Ashenvale.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's more like it.\" Korla declared contently, eyeing the innate cushions of the Night Elf; all as Belestra smiled to the older human, watching these freely hanging, monumental udders of the other priestess. \"Well done on finding your path in this world, sister.\"\n\nLaurena chuckled softly, setting her mature qualities into movement, causing them to swing to the sides in all of her monstrous, blessed glory. \"I do hope there's yet a place in the Horde for an older woman like me.\" She declared, all as a massive, black base was sticking out from between her buttocks, proudly flashing with the mark of the Tauren.\n\n\"Of course, sister.\" Lightseeker stepped fort raising one of these holy udders and weighed it, feeling how it spilled in her hand; tried to escape through her fingers. \"These will do well in service of the Light.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Horde welcomes all massive busts; as long as they are fat and visually pleasing.\" Korla declared, staring at the yet saluting, bare night elf in front of her. \"Naturally, we enjoy some more than the others.\" She just briefly looked onto the priestess, clearly enjoying what she saw but yet quickly turning to the Ranger General.\n\n\"Alright, soldier. I hope you're ready to spread your asses, drink wolf-spunk from buckets, rim my soldiers and spill Alliance secrets because that's all you're going to do all day, everyday until we transfer you to Orgrimmar, so they can decide where's your new home.\"\n\n\"But don't worry, do it all well and we'll let you clean our dicks everyday.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShandris merely smiled, knowing that these dirty, unwashed, delicious cocks wouldn't hide from her for long; her sharp canines flashed. \"We both thank you for your offer.\" Laurena declared, bowing softly and letting her blessed front hang.\n\n\"We look forward to working with you.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Korla**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Experienced leader, possibly superior due to her position or abilities.\n - Special Abilities: Not mentioned.\n - Relationships: Leader among the Horde, possibly friends with Belestra. \n\n2. **Belestra**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Calm, possibly wise or experienced.\n - Special Abilities: Not mentioned.\n - Relationships: Friend or ally with Korla, mentor to Laurena.\n\n3. **Laurena (High Priestess)**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Submissive, willing to please, possibly naive.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Captive of Belestra, follower of the Light, now part of the Horde.\n\n4. **Shandris (General Feathermoon)**:\n - Appearance: Long, jewelry-adorned ears, Kaldorei features.\n - Personality: Feral, obedient, submissive.\n - Special Abilities: Enhanced senses, particularly smell and hearing.\n - Relationships: Part of the Alliance, now captive of the Horde, possibly friend with Laurena.\n\n5. **Kor'kron Brute**:\n - Appearance: Large, green-skinned, muscular.\n - Personality: Aggressive, dominant.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Member of the Horde, possibly friend or ally with Korla.\n\n6. **Tess Greymane**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Possibly stubborn, traditional.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Worgen leader, possibly opposed to joining the Horde.\n\n7. **Lady Sylvanas**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Possibly authoritative, strict.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Warchief, possibly at odds with Tess Greymane.\n\n8. **Elune**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Divine, benevolent.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Goddess worshipped by the Night Elves.\n\n9. **The Light**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Divine, guiding.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Source of power for the High Priestess, possibly opposing the Horde.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n- **Submission**: A trait exhibited by many characters, including Shandris and Laurena, who are both willing to submit to their captors.\n- **Enhanced Senses**: Shandris has enhanced senses, which allow her to perceive her surroundings better than normal humans.\n- **Feral Nature**: Shandris exhibits feral traits, such as her ability to devour cock without choking.\n- **Cock-Cleaning**: Both Shandris and Laurena engage in cock-cleaning activities, where they use their saliva to clean and prepare the grunts' cocks for penetration.\n- **Obedience**: Many characters exhibit obedience, such as Shandris and Laurena, who follow orders from their captors.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n- **War Table**: A table used for various purposes, including cock-cleaning and deepthroating.\n- **Cocks**: Grunts' tools used for penetration, often referred to as \"green meat.\"\n- **Ballsacks**: The sacs containing the grunts' testicles, often licked and cleaned by Shandris.\n- **Precum**: Fluid secreted by the grunts' cocks, often collected and swallowed by Shandris and Laurena.\n- **Spunk and Jizz**: Semen discharged by the grunts during orgasm, often swallowed by Shandris and Laurena.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n- **Horde**: A faction within the Warcraft universe, known for its brutal and aggressive nature.\n- **Alliance**: A faction within the Warcraft universe, known for its more civilized and refined nature.\n- **Slavery**: A system where captives are forced into submission and servitude, often used in the context of sex slavery.\n- **Wolfriding**: An activity involving riding and controlling wolves, possibly related to the worgen's powers.\n- **Zeppelin**: A mode of transportation used by the Horde, possibly used for transporting slaves or prisoners.\n- **Stormwind's Light Chapel**: A place of worship for the Light, possibly associated with Laurena's past life.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n- **Azeroth**: The world where the story takes place, a high-fantasy realm with various factions and cultures.\n- **Ashenvale**: A region within Azeroth, possibly associated with the Alliance or the night elves.\n- **Orgrimmar**: A city within the Horde's territory, possibly associated with Korla's presence.\n- **Wyrmrest Temple**: A location possibly associated with Belestra's future plans.\n- **Stronghold**: A fortified structure possibly used by the Horde for holding captives or conducting activities.\n- **Kor'kron**: A group of warriors possibly serving under Korla's command.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIn the faint darkness did Korla's hand grab it, guided it ever so slightly closer to the pretty, puffy lips. You could see the shine, the light of torches and how it reflected off it. \"I didn't know they used our hawks to pass messages.\" A little surprised but still ever praising voice reached these long, jewelry adorned ears of the Kaldorei.\n\n\"But I'm glad to know you took care of it.\"\n\nAn experienced elf-meat didn't need to see much in that mess of twelve different bodies, her other, trained senses were just so much better. As more grunts dropped their loins, Shandris only needed the scent - her nose picking up those proper, orcish cocks right under her face. To know her place in such a time, she only needed to take one heavy breath.\n\nWith these proper tips right by her maws, General Feathermoon could smell it all; the reason why she sat naked and branded in some windowless, crudely put together stronghold and why her fat, purple ass was carefully rested on her feet as she sat. Purposefully so, she awaited in such a docile little pose, with hands on these war-forged thighs and with all of this elven, feral nature being caged by nothing more than a tattoo above her moon-blessed cunt.\n\nObedience and submission guaranteed rewards. Cocks.\n\nDirty. Unwashed. Steamy. Barely returned from duty and green like the superior race; the mark of a real man that has turned the war a long time ago. For all there was in the Alliance, for all these humans, night elves and other even lesser races, there was nothing that could keep a woman bound. There was nothing that could make her feel like this.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I suppose you do deserve a reward.\" Korla declared as if reading her mind, carefully soon holding these green monsters and bringing them even closer to the Sentinel's face. Of course, orcish women knew of it too, it was just that they were long used to these beasts; they didn't fall for them as shamelessly as other ladies. It was just another mark of their superiority, something the other races just began to learn.\n\nBut for some, it was the taste that stood most important. A blessing of its own, a gift from the Light that had to be shown to you by those wiser, stronger and more attuned for the absolute truth.\n\nSo it was why Laurena watched in anticipation as these fine brutes surrounded her new teacher; watched as Belestra's maws were spread and her own mouth filled with orcish spit.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnd it was also why she soon looked upwards at this Kor'kron brute that neared her from behind and unceremoniously filled his hands with these war spoils, with her plump, divine udders. Accordingly did his tool carefully slip between her thighs and keenly did she open her own mouth then; spread her jaws wide, allowing a delicious portion of his juices to grace her tongue.\n\nAnd as his tool slowly grew upwards between her legs, its girth showing just how little she was in comparison, Laurena could taste it all. The bitter ale he drank, the cooked venison he had for dinner and most of all, just his pure spit that made her nipples harden. Pure ambrosia graced her, something such love-cattle was meant to dine on.\n\nShe played with it in her maws and pushed around with her tongue; the Light blessed her with this and she would not give up a shred of sensation.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYet, it was still nothing compared to when Belestra left the other grunts and their lowly hanging weapons, all to ceremoniously press against a fellow follower of the divine. Her robe-clad breasts pressed themselves against still groped but monstrous gifts from the heavens, these sin'dorei lips met with the heavily lipsticked, flawlessly delicate ones of a priestess.\n\nAnd all that saliva was exchanged; for Laurena with an expression of absolute bliss and devoted fulfillment, for the Blood Elf with a more composed face - after all, she was there to teach the little sheep. Should one stand just close enough, he could hear the sloshing of these juices, the dance of the two tongues; one so well seasoned with orcish cocks and the other soon to just learn of it.\n\nThe High Priestess, head of the Stormwind's Light Chapel, swallowed the spit of three different orcs and learnt all these tastes; in the process she nearly shivered, knowing it would be her duty from now on. As the Light would have it, she would gladly clean these greenskin dicks and kiss them till the world would go dry. Her or theirs, it mattered little.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was around then that Belestra backed off just a bit, still watching her pupil of re-purposed faith and continuing the kiss even once their maws no longer touched each other. Their tongues fought for just a little longer in the open and then a heavily painted, red nail made it into the human maw, stretching it open to see how well it disposed of all that spit.\n\n\"Well done, sister.\" She declared, feeling that monstrous green cock even between her sin'dorei legs; to take this position she had to stand before the new acolyte and these orcish wonders were not short by any means. Should one look just below these fine hips of both ladies, they would just see two pairs of plump legs with a slab of green meat running between them.\n\n\"You serve the light well.\"\n\n\"Good enough to finally reward them.\" Korla declared, standing before the drooling, dick-sniffing, open-mouthed night elf. \"Go on, general. You did betray your Alliance for a reason, didn't you?\"\n\nGladly she did, for there no longer was a place for the Alliance on Azeroth; only for the mighty, big-dicked, foul smelling, delicious Horde. Shandris extended her tongue, neared these delicate taste buds and ran them across that unwashed, returned from duty, green piece of orcish cock-meat.\n\nHer expression simply changed, turned into some kind of feral satisfaction, it all adorned with some mad smile; the sweat of daylong wolfriding, the heat that made it all steamy, that heartbeat she could feel under her tongue. The sheer awareness she would soon need to spread her maws in some uncivilized, barely doable manner to fit in her mouth.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer hand halfway wrapped around the girth, to push it towards her face and allow her to make an even finer, longer lick across the whole shaft and collect the taste of a grunt; right before opening her mouth open and then taking that giant tip in, seeing as sealed her maws almost perfectly.\n\nGathered warriors could see how this purple, feral huntress finally began to pay back for her longtime crimes; no longer an unseen arrow from between the many leaves but a willing, feral cock-cleaner in service of a higher cause. Elune blessed her with these delicious brutes and she would follow kindly.\n\nNext to that worshiper would land another. No longer meant to cleanse her masters' spit, Laurena landed on the top of a war table a second after. Orcish saliva bursted out of her mouth as she met the hard countertop. Divine udders jumped up and down from the very force and her lungs ran empty no less, right as her head soon went down right over the edge.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Enjoy, you two.\" Korla declared as the lips of the human High Priestess kissed a pair of orcish balls just a moment later; filling the darkened chamber with a loud smooch. It was within the nature of the captives to submit to the higher races and it was within the rights of the masters to demand a proper service. It was also within an air-needing human's nature to inhale deeply and breathe with the scent of these emerald, sweaty jewels.\n\nAs such, Shandris soon felt how that green slab decided to slide forward and wipe itself into her tongue; bringing the general's defenses to quickly melt against such a taste. Walls of her mind felt the tide - the raw flavour of a real male; she allowed this intrusion to keep going forth and to slowly shape her purple, kaldorei lips into a perfect circle.\n\nAs that mouth was gradually but surely sealed, you could hear the richly prepared saliva be pushed to the sides or simply down that throat. With the difference of sizes so strong, it was but natural that every inch was heralded with a wet noise of struggle. Thus everyone could hear the losing battle of Lady Fathermoon's mouth; the gurgling, the choking, that angry cock-devouring. Gladly she became the property after so many years of this charade and now, as she always sought it, these warriors didn't even think of stopping inside her mouth.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt just moved forth and cared not whether her pretty maws will stretch in some otherwise impossible manner; impossible if she haven't had so many years of experience. Too many covert operations she carried out to be unprepared for these cocks, too many war-councils she led with gaping holes to not know how far she had to go.\n\nNo cock of the Alliance could do such a thing, perhaps only the mighty worgen could bend your flesh past its capabilities. The approval for them to join the Horde was still in discussions, after all, Tess Greymane still needed to take after her father and Lady Sylvanas was losing warchief's favour by the day.\n\nFor it was that the influences of the Horde grew deep these days and, in that moment of time, Laurena doubtlessly wasn't the only human priestess whose mouth was busy cleaning orcish balls. Covering the pretty face, they seeped with the aroma of a real orc; the perfume which permeated the delicate skin below and allowed the holy sister to bathe in its blessing.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Korla**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Experienced leader, possibly superior due to her position or abilities.\n - Special Abilities: Not mentioned.\n - Relationships: Leader among the Horde, possibly friends with Belestra. \n\n2. **Belestra**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Calm, possibly wise or experienced.\n - Special Abilities: Not mentioned.\n - Relationships: Friend or ally with Korla, mentor to Laurena.\n\n3. **Laurena (High Priestess)**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Submissive, willing to please, possibly naive.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Captive of Belestra, follower of the Light, now part of the Horde.\n\n4. **Shandris (General Feathermoon)**:\n - Appearance: Long, jewelry-adorned ears, Kaldorei features.\n - Personality: Feral, obedient, submissive.\n - Special Abilities: Enhanced senses, particularly smell and hearing.\n - Relationships: Part of the Alliance, now captive of the Horde, possibly friend with Laurena.\n\n5. **Kor'kron Brute**:\n - Appearance: Large, green-skinned, muscular.\n - Personality: Aggressive, dominant.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Member of the Horde, possibly friend or ally with Korla.\n\n6. **Tess Greymane**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Possibly stubborn, traditional.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Worgen leader, possibly opposed to joining the Horde.\n\n7. **Lady Sylvanas**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Possibly authoritative, strict.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Warchief, possibly at odds with Tess Greymane.\n\n8. **Elune**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Divine, benevolent.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Goddess worshipped by the Night Elves.\n\n9. **The Light**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Divine, guiding.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Source of power for the High Priestess, possibly opposing the Horde.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n- **Submission**: A trait exhibited by many characters, including Shandris and Laurena, who are both willing to submit to their captors.\n- **Enhanced Senses**: Shandris has enhanced senses, which allow her to perceive her surroundings better than normal humans.\n- **Feral Nature**: Shandris exhibits feral traits, such as her ability to devour cock without choking.\n- **Cock-Cleaning**: Both Shandris and Laurena engage in cock-cleaning activities, where they use their saliva to clean and prepare the grunts' cocks for penetration.\n- **Obedience**: Many characters exhibit obedience, such as Shandris and Laurena, who follow orders from their captors.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n- **War Table**: A table used for various purposes, including cock-cleaning and deepthroating.\n- **Cocks**: Grunts' tools used for penetration, often referred to as \"green meat.\"\n- **Ballsacks**: The sacs containing the grunts' testicles, often licked and cleaned by Shandris.\n- **Precum**: Fluid secreted by the grunts' cocks, often collected and swallowed by Shandris and Laurena.\n- **Spunk and Jizz**: Semen discharged by the grunts during orgasm, often swallowed by Shandris and Laurena.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n- **Horde**: A faction within the Warcraft universe, known for its brutal and aggressive nature.\n- **Alliance**: A faction within the Warcraft universe, known for its more civilized and refined nature.\n- **Slavery**: A system where captives are forced into submission and servitude, often used in the context of sex slavery.\n- **Wolfriding**: An activity involving riding and controlling wolves, possibly related to the worgen's powers.\n- **Zeppelin**: A mode of transportation used by the Horde, possibly used for transporting slaves or prisoners.\n- **Stormwind's Light Chapel**: A place of worship for the Light, possibly associated with Laurena's past life.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n- **Azeroth**: The world where the story takes place, a high-fantasy realm with various factions and cultures.\n- **Ashenvale**: A region within Azeroth, possibly associated with the Alliance or the night elves.\n- **Orgrimmar**: A city within the Horde's territory, possibly associated with Korla's presence.\n- **Wyrmrest Temple**: A location possibly associated with Belestra's future plans.\n- **Stronghold**: A fortified structure possibly used by the Horde for holding captives or conducting activities.\n- **Kor'kron**: A group of warriors possibly serving under Korla's command.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe felt the heat that the Light decided to bestow upon her - into that green, baggy skin she said her prayers, thanking for what was given to her through Belestra. Had it not been for the Blood Elf taking her captive three years ago and teaching her how to truly praise the Light, she wouldn't ever be able to do this today.\n\nHuman hands rose gently and grabbed that monstrous cock hanging above her face; throbbing, veiny, blazing with warmth. All which she could feel but not see, all with this loving, happy face, one that was hidden no less but in that mighty, great ballsack.\n\nIt brought her to some kind of heat; drops of sweat formed on her face and then sneaked out, dripping right onto the floor below. As she began to stroke the grunt's meat with not one but two hands, each ever so small when compared to it, she felt fingers dig into her milky thighs.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAs the preaching lips kissed the baggy skin and the little human nose could smell the scent of a real male, Laurena's mind relished in these raw sensations. From the war table her legs were raised, high into the air and then spread apart. Red tattoo shined above her cunt, declaring the Horde's absolute ownership; especially as her delicate feet fell onto orcish shoulders. All as a fat tool was slapped on top of the holy stomach, ending past the belly button and heralding what was to come.\n\nIt was much different to Shandris whose thighs obediently sat down, flowing with juices ever since she entered the oricsh presence. The elf kept such wild satisfaction on her face as she was pushed ever so deeper into that cock, as that purple head slid forth across green meat. Not passing out alike any less feral race would but keenly devouring that cock, cleaning it as it used her tongue alike a carpet.\n\nNo choking and no blocked lungs would stop a true cock-hungry kaldorei huntress. Holding that thing by the base of its shaft, she would push it into herself - pull herself into it. As soon as she gobbled enough to kiss her own hand, she took it away to wrap both her arms around these muscled thighs. All these sharp senses were overhoneyed by the gruntish aroma and drowned in the taste of cock; all as the former Ranger General wiggled on that cock, trying to push it ever further down her throat.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA set of purple udders swung as she moved, exposing these war-tempered nipples to gathered brutes, all as everyone could hear her dick-sucking efforts and the raw satisfaction from them; right as she eventually approached and kissed that green groin.\n\nShe sucked to it well, tasting the orc while her neck hosted that monstrous tool. Beautifully widened by its girth, cock-fed and with heavy pounds of dick-meat down her throat, she shook her head in an almost practiced manner, as if trying to wash that filthy tool as thoroughly as possible.\n\nIt was only then that she suddenly pulled back across its entire length in one, precise movement of a trained ranger-slut.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAs elven saliva nearly flew into the air, a green ballsack was taken off Laurena's face, revealing that sweaty, hot mess of a blissful worshiper. With no baggy skin to wash with her tongue, the human merely licked her lips. They moved, uttering praises towards the Light for the wonder she just went through; all while a fat, puffy cockhead was lined by both her upper and lower lips.\n\nWith nipples harder than stone, she eventually stopped praying once two slabs of gruntish dickmeat filled her whole; one forming a fine bulge on her belly and the other deliciously widening her neck. Her maws spread to an extent seemingly impossible and lips took such a fine, circular shape.\n\nThe High Priestess let out a few choking sounds as her throat was shamelessly ramed and resized to fit an orcish cock. As a mixture of precum and spit was spilling out of her maws, so were her ladyparts flowing; lovejuices dripped as that slab of orc-meat was making its way into her womb. No longer immaculate, it would now take care of these mighty tools day by day and much like now, they would stretch her insides with ease at every occasion.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHeavy hands would fall onto her breasts and grasp them as with their size, they almost served for a good handle in the whole holy-pounding ordeal. After all, what better use could there be for such two fine beauty-mounds on top of her chest.\n\nAs it was per Light's new teachings, silence was quite the opposite of what her new masters expected from a human fuck-pig; as such everyone could hear the moaning of a cock-stuffed saint and the gushing juices in her mouth. Shocked, pleased, delicious, her tone just a mixture of many; that voice simply accompanied by a rhythmic slamming of her asscheeks.\n\nBut not even that pale, creamy behind wiggled as much as the kaldorei udders did. Hanging heavily from that purple chest, brandishing these steel-hard nipples around, all while their owner ran a cleaning operation around wolfriders' cocks.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSmooching, stroking, precum slurping and glans washing; Shandris worked madly around three different tools, keeping each of them perfectly shining with her saliva, letting not a drop of precum meet the floor and switching between on the fly. With her throat properly prepared by now, she with ease deepthroated one after another, stroking those which didn't have her insides at the moment.\n\nProudly did her Horde tattoo shine as she served these great warriors; her elven maws were utilized in the name of the only rightful faction of Azeroth and that feral body adorned their view. Today was the day she would be written off as lost in action for the Alliance and as such, transported to the Orgrimmar before being sold to the highest bidder.\n\nAs it should be.\n\nIn these halls of the Stronghold would she clean one dick after another, fondle these ballsacks while another one repeatedly hit Laurena's face; in these halls she would turn these cocks spotlessly clear before deepthroating them with some kind of fury. Raw determination allowing her to run down these monstrous tools as if they weren't first thick and as if they didn’t block her lungs with their size.\n\nMuch like the High Priestess of Stormwind's Light Chapel she would breathe with nothing but that dick, smelling these orcish shafts and bathing in their scents. Unlike the human, she wouldn't have her womb finely re-pounded into a much more fitting shape just yet but instead, she would get a much finer amount of that fresh, wolfrider precum.\n\nAnd of course, once these sophisticated brutes would start to empty their balls into the new batch of Alliance slave-toys, she would get a far better deal. As one orc thrusted into Laurena's womb, stretched it far and wide, and then began to fill it with that inhuman seed, Shandris could pull back and open her maws.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith a skilful, delicate few nudges of her tongue did she bring one grunt to his peak, all while her hands took care of the other arrived ones; all was ready to give her the much deserved prize.\n\nWith simple moans of relief they began to shoot all over her face, some feeding her with these white, orcish loads and finely spreading them across that hungry, ever lashing tongue; others caring little and putting these white stains of seed across her purple face and adorning it with such fine contrast.\n\nHeavy fingers dug into the holy bust no less as a grunt's loin was thrust forward and his balls emptied, filling Laurena with enough to spend the rest of the day on. Naturally, it was much around the same time as her womb was being overfilled with seed no less; frail and human, it couldn't take a proper orcish amount. As such, soon a fine amount of thick white began to spill from her ladyparts and stain the floors.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was of no issue as nothing was wasted in the Horde, there always was a member of Alliance ready to gulp down some spilled spunk.\n\nOnly after their duty, of course.\n\nSwallow after swallow followed, all while this kaldorei beauty was soon disappearing under a layer of spunk and jizz; all while Laurena's prayers turned into cum-guzzling noises and choking. All while her belly started to grow, turning her into a first-class, Alliance cum-barrel.\n\nKorla and Belestra merely watched from the corner, one with folded arms and the other with crossed ones behind her back. \"That takes care of the Ashenvale problem.\" The blood elf declared calmly as the Ranger General sat in the puddle of her own love juices by this point.\n\n\"It does.\" Korla answered with raw satisfaction. \"Shame we don't have a zeppelin standing by to send them away today. I'll be bound to this place for a few days more; not that my boys will mind.\" Her eyes turned towards the dozen waiting kor'kron.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBelestra merely nodded, knowing she would soon make her way to Wyrmrest Temple either way. She just had to explain a few last things to Laurena before leaving.\n\nWhen the human's belly would be done growing, that was.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko pulled on the cigarette and waited, watching the glow slowly fade from the tip. She blew out the breath and lifted her other hand to her mouth to drink from the beer can she was holding. Her breath plumed in a cold cloud over the can. The evening was dreary and the sun was almost set. Fluorescent street lights gave the street a shadowy cast.\n\nPerhaps smoking and drinking on the bench across from the corner market wasn't the best thing to do. But why should she go home? There wasn't anything waiting there for her that she didn't already have here. All she'd get is sore feet to go with her alcohol and nicotine.\n\nSo here she sat on a quiet and near-empty corner of Itabashi, just slowly wasting away a minute at a time.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hey, you okay?\" A passing stranger asked in a horrible foreign accent. Maybe some kind of American or Englishman. She was leaning more English since the accent wasn't necessarily drawling or unintelligible. He actually looked rather pleasant in simple jeans and a collared shirt. He had short black hair with some bits of grey that had to be premature.\n\n\"Fine.\" Ishiko growled and put her cigarette to her lips again.\n\nOnly, her cold dismissal didn't make him turn and leave. Instead he turned more purposefully towards her and shook his head, \"You sure? I wouldn't mind buying a pretty young woman a cup of coffee.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAmerican. Definitely American. That was the one thing that Ishiko knew about them for certain. Of all the people in the world, Americans were the only ones that were almost indecently nice to strangers and could smile all the time for no reason.\n\n\"I'm not fucking destitute. I'm depressed and I've got my own cure for it right here.\" She shook her beer can at him and then gestured to the four that remained in the rings beside her. She took a chug of it and snarled, \"So go away.\"\n\nThe half smile on his face slipped and he shrugged, turning to leave. He spoke as he stepped away from her, \"Just because you're not destitute doesn't mean you couldn't find happiness in a free cup of coffee.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe actually gave her a bit of a wave before he stuffed his hands in his pockets. Ishiko scowled and looked down at herself. Did she really look so bad as to attract the pity of strangers?\n\nYes, admittedly her long straw yellow hair was a bit ragged. But that was because it had been done up for her job and she had been a bit rough in yanking it loose. Her vulpine ears were probably a bit matted with sweat. And yes, her tails were looking a bit dirty and could do with a brushing, but that wasn't her fault. The bench had been splattered in the dirt from weeks of cold weather and snow. Her work outfit, a rather cheap red and white shrine outfit, was dirty from the day at work. That showed she had a job and could take care of herself though, and it was mostly covered in a heavy winter coat anyway.\n\nSo why the hell was she being hassled by a random foreigner just for sitting here? Maybe home did have something to offer: a shut door. She put her cigarette in her mouth and got to her feet. Her tails dragged through the dirt on the bench as she grabbed the rest of her beer and started home.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhat a day...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe next morning found Ishiko laying in bed trying to work up the energy to just get up. This was nothing out of the ordinary, it had become a daily ritual for her over the last few years. Generally it started with her debating if she really needed to keep her job at the cafe, and then it moved into a wave of self-loathing over her sad life, and then usually she made it to a level of acceptance that the options were work or homelessness. So she felt around for the packet of cigarettes next to her and tapped one out. With it stuck in her mouth, she pushed the blankets back and got up.\n\nHer apartment was... well... it was probably rather average for small Tokyo apartments. A small room with wooden floors, a single set of cabinets with a small sink and a single burner stove. A fridge sat up on the counter and a small washing machine was on the floor below it. A doorway with only a curtain led into a tiny bathroom with a tub barely big enough to stand in. She didn't even get a proper balcony, just a window looking down from the ninth floor and rail overhead to hang laundry outside.\n\nStriking her lighter, she lit the cigarette and took a pull on it before sighing. Another day and she still lived. Might as well try to make something of it. It took her a moment to get to her feet and she shivered violently as soon as she did. Electricity was expensive and therefore so was heat. She settled for pulling open the closet door and grabbing for clothes to pull on.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPlain white panties, no money for anything fancier. No need for a bra, she wasn't exactly well-stacked. She just tugged on a tight undershirt. Then she pulled out her clean work clothes. Much like the set she was wearing last night: Red and white dress in the style of Shinto Priestesses. It took a bit of work to get it on right but she was so well practiced in it that the cigarette didn't fall from her lips once. Then she grabbed her brush and attacked her bedraggled hair. She had taken a shower last night so she wasn't dirty anymore, but her hair and tails took so much effort to keep nice...\n\nA half-hearted brushing later and her blonde locks were looking okay and her tails weren't matted anymore. All three were somewhat fluffy and not hanging quite as sad. She pulled on her cigarette one last time and then put it out in the ash tray sitting on the counter. Her eyes fell to the futon on the floor. In days past she might have bothered cleaning it up and getting it properly put away in the closet. Leaving her apartment clean on her way out the door to work just didn't seem worth the effort. By the end of her shift, she'd be too tired to care and would likely just eat some take out before having a shower and falling back into bed again.\n\nSo instead she went to her kitchen counter and set about making a cup of instant coffee. It was hot and cheap but it filled a need and warmed her up a bit more. Once that was done, she leaned down and pulled the wet clothes out of the washing machine. Last night's work clothes would need to hang dry for tomorrow and the weather report still wasn't nice enough to allow her to put them outside her window yet. So she strung them up above her tub and left them there to dry.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer morning ritual largely complete, Ishiko slipped her phone, wallet, and cigarettes into the hidden interior pockets of her outfit. Then she pulled on her shoes and wrapped up in her winter coat before heading out the door. Her work was a little more than a half hour walk away and she spent it fascinating about the different ways she might die before getting there. Her favorite of late was someone rushing past and accidentally knocking her into the street in front of one of the bigger trucks as it rumbled past. To that end she had begun walking at the edge of the sidewalk in hopes someone might do it.\n\nThe cafe she worked at was a rather popular one in Itabashi. It was styled in rustic wood with plush bench seating around dimly lit private tables. All of the wait staff were dressed as though the place were a Shinto shrine and they acted the part with quiet, polite demeanors. The place was known for its simple, high quality food and a rather romantic atmosphere.\n\nNaturally, a fox woman like Ishiko was immensely popular at such a place. The owner paid her well enough to be a waitress and a mascot for the place. Well enough. She snorted at the thought. Her apartment ate up most of her income, and her addictions took care of the rest. Smoking, drinking, and sometimes even a meal or two.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko pushed through the front door of the cafe with a tinkle of chimes. She looked around with a sigh. The other two waitresses were already here and in the process of tidying up the tables and floor. The cook stood over his prep table behind the counter and was rapidly chopping some vegetables.\n\n\"Morning Ishiko.\" One of waitresses said. Ishiko returned the greeting and set to helping them.\n\nThe morning passed just like any other day. Customers came and went. Ishiko shuffled about taking orders and bringing food to the tables. Things went exactly as they always did, boring and simple, until after lunch was over. Ishiko had stepped outside to have a smoke.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe was raising her lighter to the cigarette when something caught her eye and made her groan. That same foreigner from yesterday was walking down the street. From where she stood in front of the cafe, she could either let him see her or give up a few precious minutes of her smoke break to duck back inside. She settled on lighting the smoke and keeping her eyes down.\n\n\"Oh hey, it's you.\" The bad accent made her cringe again and she forced her face upward to frown at the man. She was technically still on shift so she couldn't say anything untoward or act too harsh. The man had stopped in front of her and smiled down at her, hands casually slung in his pockets. Today he had added a suit coat to his collared shirt and jeans.\n\n\"Yeah.\" Ishiko growled, her eyes narrowing.\n\n\"I never got to introduce myself yesterday. My name is Thomas Carr.\" The man said with a genial tone and a bow of his head.\n\n\"Ishiko.\" Ishiko returned the bow out of habit more than respect.\n\n\"Ishiko. How beautiful.\" He said.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Is there something you want?\" Ishiko said, her patience for this man entirely expended.\n\nHe shrugged, \"Well I still wouldn't mind buying you that cup of coffee.\"\n\nThe man was either completely oblivious or so far in denial that Ishiko couldn't actually comprehend it. She dragged on her cigarette and huffed out the breath before saying, \"No, American, I don't want anything to do with you. Leave me alone.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe man's smile faltered for just a second but then it was back and he raised his hands in surrender, \"Alright. Alright. Can't blame a guy. Goodbye Ishiko.\"\n\nHe turned and walked away with another wave. Ishiko just groaned and shook her head. She finished her cigarette and flicked out the ember before dropping the butt in the garbage. Work might be annoying but at least the customers rarely ever propositioned her...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe next day, business was wrapping up with just a slow trickle of customers coming in for a late dinner. Ishiko walked over to a table where a man just sat down.\n\n\"Good evening. Welcome to-\" Ishiko cut off when she saw Thomas sitting there. He held a menu in front of him and looked up at her. A broad smile crossed his face and Ishiko groaned quietly, \"What do you want?\"\n\n\"You know what I want. But for now I think I'll take a bowl of black garlic ramen.\" He said with a gesture at one of the menu items.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko turned and brought his order to the kitchen without another word. It took little time for it to get made and she delivered it to him without a word. He seemed to take this in stride as well and dug in without comment. He paid up and left without saying another thing to her. Then by the time they were entirely cleaned up for the night, she had almost entirely forgotten about him. So when she stepped out in the cold night air, the voice calling her name was a surprise.\n\n\"Ishiko. Hey, Ishiko.\" Thomas called from where he stood by the street. He wore a heavier coat this time and had it zipped up tightly. His hands were stuffed its pockets and he smiled brightly at her when he saw her.\n\n\"Okay, I'm either going to call the police or shove you in the street. Leave me alone.\" Ishiko said with a warning tone. Her hand slipped into her pocket and she gripped her phone.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hey now. I just thought I'd offer to walk you home. It's a cold night and I thought you might like some company.\" He said with a shake of his head.\n\nIshiko started briskly down the sidewalk, \"No. Go away.\"\n\n\"Come on. You told me your name. Why won't you let me get to know you?\" Thomas called, following after her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I was being polite. My mistake. I don't want to know you.\" She said, hurrying her pace. It was useless though because, without flat out running, she couldn't outpace the much taller man's steps. In her work clothes, running wasn't much of an option anyway so she just kept up the quick pace hoping that he would lose interest.\n\nThomas let out a huff, easily keeping pace with her, and said, \"But you don't know me! So how can you know if you want to know me?\"\n\n\"What makes you think you want to know me?\" Ishiko snarled, getting quite frustrated with the foreigner's persistence.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Because I can't get the image of you sitting on that bench out of my mind!\" Thomas said with a wild gesture, \"You just looked so-\"\n\n\"What? How did I look? Pathetic? Sad? Pitiable?\" Ishiko yelled angrily, refusing to even turn and look at him as she rushed down the dark and empty sidewalk.\n\n\"You looked lost.\" Thomas said. Ishiko stumbled. Her foot caught a lip in the sidewalk and she tripped. Her arms flailed and she felt strong hands grab her shoulder and arm. She was pulled back upright. She looked up as Thomas let go of her and held his hands up, \"Sorry. You tripped.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko's heart was pounding and not entirely because she almost fell on her face. Her tails twitched erratically and she finally looked up into Thomas's eyes, \"What would a foreigner like you know? What do you even mean I looked lost?\"\n\n\"You look like someone who's missing something treasured. A sailboat without a sail. A mother without her child. A lover left alone.\" Thomas said, slowly sliding his hands back into his pockets. He gave a shrug, \"Everyone clings to something in life that gives them meaning. A career or a family or something. You've lost yours and it hurts.\"\n\nThe thudding of her heart abruptly stopped as ice filled her veins. Her ears and tail drooped, and she looked away from Thomas. Her throat felt tight but she managed to say, \"Okay.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Huh?\" He cocked his head.\n\n\"Okay. You can walk me home.\" She mumbled, her fingers curling into fists. She turned from him and continued walking. This seemed to surprise him and it took him a second to hop forward and catch up.\n\nTo Ishiko's surprise, he showed amazing decorum by not immediately saying anything or jumping into a bunch of questions. Instead he just stayed silent and walked at her side for the next few blocks. At the next corner Ishiko stopped and turned to him, \"How did you know?\"\n\n\"I'm good at reading people.\" Thomas said and then he shrugged, \"And I guess I've been there.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko's first reaction was denial. How could he possibly know or understand? But then a bit of her brain actually started working and she instead said, \"What did you lose?\"\n\n\"My wife. Married her in high school. Thought we'd be together forever.\" He said with as much calm as someone commenting on the weather. Or someone who had grown very good at suppressing the emotion in his voice.\n\nOuch. So that comment about a lover wasn't just poetic. Ishiko's ears twitched and she scratched at one of them. This was the moment he was going to ask her the question. Ask her the same thing she had rudely asked him. But he didn't. He stayed quiet and just watched her. She felt a blush rising in her cheeks and turned away from him. The tap of her boots on the sidewalk was loud in the night as she kept walking.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThomas kept pace with her without saying anything more. They made it all the way to the front door of her apartment building. She turned to him and looked up at his face, \"Hey... If you come by the cafe again, I'll buy your meal.\"\n\n\"Thanks. Have a good night Ishiko. I'll see you around.\" He said with another smile.\n\nThen he just waved and walked away like that. No pushing. No awkward conversation. Nothing. She raised her hand and almost called out to him, but what would she say? She'd been nothing but a cold shoulder to him up until now. So she just watched him walk away before going back in to go to bed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe following day at work, Ishiko found herself looking up at the door everytime it opened. She normally paid it no mind and just ignored people until they sat down. Today though, she instead spent the whole day looking for him, but he never came. By the time they closed up, she was feeling lower than usual. He had seemed surprisingly thoughtful and empathetic. She'd been her usual brusque ass self and now she'd scared him off. She didn't even know why she cared so much! That didn't make any sense either! It's not like she was some high school age maiden stricken with her first crush. She might not look that old, but she was in her thirties!\n\nHer mood had grown downright foul by the time she shoved out the door and headed for home. Her depression had evolved an entire new side of self loathing. Her work week was over and she intended to go to a bar and get very, very drunk. She'd probably be a belligerent asshole to some poor server and then stumble her way home in a blitzed stupor. Maybe if she got drunk enough this time she could find a nice way to finally off herself.\n\n\"Hey Ishiko.\" The call made her stop in her tracks. She blinked and looked up. Thomas stood on the sidewalk again, this time he was holding two paper cups that were steaming. Snow had started to fall and flakes had settled into his black hair, leaving it looking more salt than pepper. He held one cup out to her, \"Coffee?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko pursed her lips together before she said anything. She carefully took the hot cup and calmly said, \"I thought you were going to come by for a free meal? I offered.\"\n\nHe shrugged and sipped his coffee, \"Yeah but I rarely get off work early enough. If I had come in, you lot would've been forced to stay open later. So instead I went to the corner and finally got you that cup of coffee.\"\n\n\"Thanks.\" Ishiko blushed and sipped at it. It was dark with a bit of sugar. Not quite how she liked it but she wasn't going to say anything. She couldn't handle the taste of any more of her own foot tonight.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Walk you home again?\" He asked.\n\nShe sipped again and quietly asked, \"Sure.\"\n\nThey started walking, this time at a much more sedate pace than the day before. Ishiko slowly drank her coffee, hoping the cup might last all the way home so she wouldn't have to talk. Now that Thomas had actually showed up, she wasn't feeling quite as depressed but her self-loathing had multipled tenfold.\n\n\"So how was your day?\" Thomas asked politely.\n\nAnd that was as far as she could go. She stopped and turned to him. He met her eyes with a jovial smile and sipped at his coffee. She felt her guts twisting and she forced out the question, \"Why did you come back? I've been nothing but a bitch to you. You show concern for me, a total stranger, and I'm cold to you. You come back around and I'm mean. You offer to keep me company on my walk home and I do nothing but-\"\n\n\"You're cute.\" He cut in when she tried to talk a breath, \"And I want to get to know you.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe might've sworn she heard the snowflakes sizzling when they landed on her face. It was a surprise that she didn't actually light up the dark with how bright red her face had to be glowing. She shook her head and squeaked, \"Don't just say that! How can you just say that?\"\n\n\"Because it's the truth.\" He said softly.\n\nHer eyes flitted around and she took a quick drink of her coffee again. It took her a minute to pluck up the courage to speak, \"Um. I was gonna go to the bar. Did you want to come have a drink?\"\n\n\"I think that sounds wonderful.\" Thomas nodded.\n\nShe started off and took a turn at the next corner. A little ways from her apartment was a handful of food stands that were popular with the nightlife of Itabashi. Being a district with a lot of universities, there was no shortage of students up late at night in need of food and drink. Ishiko led them over to one and hopped up onto one of the stools.\n\n\"Evening! What can I do for you two?\" The man behind the counter asked as Thomas sat down next to Ishiko.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hot sake... and some yakitori.\" Ishiko said.\n\nThe cook nodded and started cooking. In short order, there was a warm bottle set between them and two small cups. They left their coffees to the side and turned their attention to the alcohol. Ishiko poured two shots and picked hers up.\n\n\"Cheers.\" Thomas said and clinked his shot against hers.\n\nThe sake was cheap and it burned the whole way down, exactly as Ishiko was used to. She gasped and sighed. The numbness from the alcohol hit her chest first and her hot breath plumed in front of her. There was a loud sizzle as the cook turned over the chicken on the grill. Steam erupted into the air.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko couldn't remember the last time she didn't drink alone. It took her a minute to remember her manners. She poured them both shots again and said, \"Up until now, you've caught me in a surprise. Why don't you actually tell me about yourself, Thomas.\"\n\n\"Well I told you my wife died a few years ago. I had a bit of a time getting over that and that's why I decided to do some traveling. Last year I landed in Tokyo after working my way across Europe and a lot of Asia. I fell in love with this land and decided to stay. I worked as a teacher back home so I decided to do the same here.\" He threw back the shot and blew out a breath. \"Been doing that ever since. I teach English over at Itabashi High.\" \n\nIshiko drank her second shot and then blurted out, \"So I'm supposed to be your rebound then? Think a pretty and desperate fox girl would be a nice replacement for your dead love?\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt took about five seconds of silence and sizzling meat for her to realize exactly what she said. Her stomach sank into her shoes and she hurried to apologize but didn't get to.\n\n\"No. Nothing like that. I told you it took me time. I'm not a rebound kinda guy.\" Thomas picked up the bottle to pour their next shots. He set it down and looked at Ishiko, \"I'm here because I could see my own pain in you and I thought I could be a friend. Then yes, maybe if it led to more...\"\n\nThat made her shut her mouth and she stared down at her shot. She set it back down and said, \"I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. I have no friends and I'm awful with people. You can see why.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yes. You're hurting and its easier to keep everyone out.\" He said, and he swirled the shot for a moment.\n\n\"What? No! Because I'm a raging bitch. I hate everything and everyone and I'm just waiting for the day someone pushes me in traffic so I can finally have the sweet release of death.\" She scoffed and threw back the shot.\n\nThomas took a second before drinking his. He set the cup down and said, \"If that's how you see it.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Of course it is. The world hates me just as much as I hate it. You don't know shit about my life.\" She huffed.\n\n\"So tell me.\" Thomas said, turning on his stool to face her. He leaned an elbow on the counter and gestured at the bottle, \"Isn't that the point of drinking together with other people? Gives you a chance to relax and talk.\"\n\nShe frowned and looked down at her hands. \"Isn't it enough that I've got no friends and life sucks? Why does it have to be something more than that?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Okay. I won't pry. Tell me about your day then.\" He said in acquiescence.\n\n\"I hate my job. I work way too many hours a week to afford a shitty apartment and little else. I am a glorified mascot for a cafe where couples like to come and have romantic dinners. I have to smile and act polite for hordes of people who are all happier than I am.\" She said and threw back another shot.\n\n\"Alright, perhaps some more drink then.\" Thomas chuckled and poured.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThat was largely how the next hour went until the bottle was empty and they had eaten a couple plates of yakitori. Thomas set some money on the counter and they left. Ishiko wasn't thinking, or walking, real well after that. Awkward as it was with their height difference, Thomas kept an arm around Ishiko and helped her walk straight down the street. Despite drinking just as much as she did, he didn't appear to be impaired at all.\n\n\"You know Thomas!\" Ishiko slurred as she half walked and was half carried down the street. She looked up at him through blurry eyes, \"You're not a half bad looking guy.\"\n\n\"Thanks, Ishiko.\" Thomas said, guiding her around the corner and up the street towards her apartment.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No! I mean it. I always-\" She hiccuped loudly, \"Always have young guys hitting on me! I might be short but I'm not some high school girl. I don't want to date shome kid!\"\n\n\"I'm sure you have all kinds that hit on you.\" Thomas said.\n\n\"Of course~!\" She said, \"But they all just want to date the cute fox girl! Young men. Bah! They don't care about who I am! They don't care about me! They just want hot girls and sex, not love!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"They do get one thing right though; you are cute.\" Thomas said and he brought them to a stop, \"Here we go. Your apartment building. Did you want help inside?\"\n\nIshiko ignored his question and leaned on his chest, \"Nobody ever cares about what I've been through or... or how much it hurts... They all leave me! Better to shove everyone out. Then nobody can hurt you and nobody can abandon you! R-Right?\"\n\n\"Uh-\" Thomas started as she ranted his own words back at him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Everyone leavesh. Everyone abandons me. The world ish cruel!\" She began to grow angry and pushed herself off him. She spun around and saw the blurry shape of her apartment building. She stumbled towards it and fell.\n\n\"Hey!\" Thomas cried and lunged to catch her. He got his fingers on the back of her coat and mangaged to keep her from doing much more than bumping her knees into the pavement. Her body sank down to the ground and she sat on her ankles.\n\nHer voice was growing more incoherent and garbled, \"S'never the same... not since... my shrine... Home...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith that her head slumped down to her chest and darkness swept in.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSaturday morning came like a ton of bricks.\n\nIshiko woke up in bed with a headache pounding like a hundred hammers inside her skull. Sake. Why did she drink sake? She never drank hard alcohol with other people. Why did she have to order that for her and Thomas?\n\n\"Thomas!\" She exclaimed, sitting upright.\n\nThat was a glaring mistake. Her head swam violently and the pounding in her head doubled. She sank back to the futon with a groan and pulled the blankets over her head.\n\n\"Ohhh... What did I do last night? What did I say?\" She lamented in low, pained moans to her pillow. The first honest, good looking guy to take an interest in her beyond just 'the fox maiden' and she had botched it so horrifically. Not only could she not stop being a fucking asshole for one evening, but she had shown every single bad trait she had. She'd been a drunkard and a fool on top of her usual bitchiness. He might've come back the first time, but she was certain he wouldn't do it again. He'd just been polite while they drank and then he walked her home. It was just the kind of nice guy he was but he wouldn't want to see her again.\n\nAfter a few minutes of wallowing in her pain, she managed the strength to pull the blankets back down. Her apartment was dark. Someone had pulled the curtains tight over the window and that was a fine mercy upon her hungover brain. She looked down and saw that she was still wearing her work clothes. Try as she might though, she could not remember how she got here or when she pulled her bed out of the closet. In fact it seemed far to clean and organized for her to have done in a drunken stupor. She'd woken up after having climbed drunkenly into bed multiple times before and the futon was always a mess. Currently it looked like someone had laid it out perfectly and just slipped her between the covers.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh no.\" She gasped sharply when the realization hit her.\n\nObviously Thomas had brought her up here and put her in bed. She had been THAT drunk. She had been so out of it that a complete stranger she'd barely gotten to know had to deliver her home. Pushing herself up much slower this time, she looked around. \n\nLaying on the floor beside her was her phone, her wallet, her cigarettes, and her keys. In the middle of them was a small folded page. She grabbed for the paper and unfolded it in a hurry. In a surprisingly clean scrawl of Kanji, Thomas had written a note.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n'You had a bit of a night. Had to dig in your pockets to find your keys and figure out which place was yours. Sorry, I promise I touched nothing. Here is my phone number if you want.'\n\n\"He left me his number.\" She marveled and then her face went beet red again. Her work clothes were made like a traditional shrine attire and the hakama did not have normal pockets. They were sort of hidden inside the folds of it. For Thomas to have found them... her mind reeled at the implications.\n\nHer face burned and she found herself wondering what his hands felt like. He probably tried to be nice about it, but he had to have patted down her hips and thighs to find her pockets. His hands were all over her. He said he didn't but maybe he secretly copped a feel...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer tails flicked back and forth wildly as she tried to fight back all the lewd thoughts. She shook her head and grabbed for her cigarettes. She fumbled her keys for the lighter that hung off it and sparked it to life. She forced herself to breathe slowly before pulling on the smoke.\n\nWhy was she acting like a flustered school kid? He was just a man. A tall man with a handsome face. She had felt his hands on her body at least twice when she tried falling on her face. They were strong hands. Her face burned again and she shoved it into her knees, wailing in embarrassment and terror.\n\nIt had only been a few days and she'd only talked with him for a cumulative four or five hours. How could she have fallen for him already? Sure, he was so very tall next to her. Her face barely came to the middle of his chest. He looked distinguished with the short, dark hair with light silver peppering his temples. But, that was only natural since she wasn't a young girl looking for a teenage boy. He was empathetic too and he seemed to always know when to not talk. That didn't mean anything, any competent guy could do that. He had a big chest and broad shoulders too. That was to be expected, he was a clean cut American after all. They were simply built bigger over there. Foreign men always had that exotic look and she found herself dreaming of it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ahhhhh~!\" She squealed, raising her face from her knees to have another pull on her cigarette.\n\nShe was making herself downright wet with her fantasizing. She needed to have a shower and get her mind off all this. She grabbed for her waist and started undoing her clothes. Stripping naked and leaving everything in a pile on her bed, she stomped for the bathroom, cigarette trailing smoke over her shoulder.\n\nOne ice cold wash later, her head was feeling remarkably clearer and her hangover had reduced itself to a simple throb. She held her armload of clean laundry and looked around her apartment. It really was filthy. Besides the laundry sitting everywhere, there was dust on things. Dirty dishes sat in her sink and the floor hadn't been washed in months. The mat at the front door was caked in dirt and tracked in snow had melted to smear that dirt all around the entrance.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhat must Thomas have thought when he saw this place? He must think her a foul and disgusting creature living in this den of filth.She nodded and decided she needed to fix that. If she was going to ever let him see her apartment again, it needed to be spotless. She would just die of shame if he thought she was an asshole AND a slob.\n\nAnd she really did want him to see her apartment again...\n\nHer insides squirmed at the thought and she quickly set her clean clothes to the side. She gathered up all her dirty clothes and her bedding to get it washed. It would take quite a few loads in her tiny washing machine. Then she grabbed a wash rag and a dusty bottle of dish soap from under her sink. Kitchen first.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWithin a few hours, her small apartment was looking like an actual person lived there. The floor had been washed, the walls wiped down, and the counter cleaned. Her closet was organized and tidy, her bedding washed and laid out to dry, and all her laundry hung in the bathroom. She had scrubbed all the mud from the entrance and even gave the rug the best wash she could manage in her tiny sink.\n\n\"Much better.\" She said, planting her hands on her hips and nodding in approval.\n\nIshiko picked up her phone and glanced at the note with the phone number still sitting on the counter. She'd tried writing a text message to him multiple times now and kept erasing it. She couldn't figure out what sounded good, or at least not pathetic and desperate. Every time she tried to think of something, she put her phone back down and cleaned something else. Now there was nothing left to clean.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSinking down to the floor, still naked, she sat against the wall and stared at her phone. The text box was empty and Thomas's number was waiting at the top of the screen for her to click send.\n\n\"Something that isn't bitchy or sad.\" She told herself. Her ears twitched in thought and she finally just wrote hello. Her fingers shook as she clicked the send button.\n\nWith a little boop, the message was away. Then within a few seconds, there was another boop and a message appeared below it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHi.\n\nThat didn't give her much to work with. She clenched her eyes shut and tried to calm her pounding heart. She sighed and looked at her phone again.\n\nAbout last night...\n\nShe stopped there and tapped the phone against her forehead while she thought. There was a soft boop and she froze. Her throat clenched and she held her phone back out. She had sent the half message to him by accidentally touching the send button.\n\n\"Ah shit! Oh damn it.\" She quickly tried to think of what to follow it up with. As she was typing, there was a boop and a message came in.\n\nI'm sorry. I know it was kind of creepy to go through your pockets. But I couldn't think how else to find your apartment. Finding a number on your key was all I could think of.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ahhhh! Should I even say anything about it now? He thinks I'm angry at him. I was the drunken moron!\" She bemoaned, leaning forward to hug her knees. She stared at her phone and started typing.\n\nThat's my fault for drinking a bit too much. I'm glad you're so nice to help an idiot like me home. I'm sorry for being... Well... Myself so much with you last night. You were so nice and friendly and I wasn't. It wasn't fair to you.\n\nShe stared at the words and before she could rethink it another ten times, she forced her thumb down on the send button. Boop. Message sent. There was a few tense moments and the phone showed him typing. Her heart pounded wildly and then a message appeared.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko, I've been where you are. You're shut off from the world and hurting. It takes time to talk about things and I understand. I'm just some guy who said the right things to catch your attention. If I judged you now, how could I ever get to know who you really are?\n\nShe knocked her head on her knees. There was the self loathing she knew so well. Oh man, it sure burned her guts today. How could a foreigner be so nice to her, and more than that why did he think she was worth it? If he knew even half of the self destructive mess that she was, he'd leave her in the gutter where she belonged.\n\nBut maybe... Just maybe he was right. Could she talk with him? Could she trust him? Her heart ached with anxiety and fear at the thought. Her thumbs trembled and she typed.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAre you working today? Could we get that coffee properly?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nStarbucks, an American coffee company, was astoundingly popular in Tokyo. Ishiko has to take the train for a couple minutes to get to the nearest one but it was worth it.\n\nShe walked through the doors of the cafe and spotted Thomas sitting at a booth to the side. Her heart beat at the sight of him and she hurried over to the counter to order her drink. While standing in line, she looked down at herself and smoothed a wrinkle from her blouse. She didn't have much to wear that wasn't her work outfits. Her nicest was a powder blue skirt to her knees and a soft cream blouse. Her tails were hanging out from a slit in the skirt and she'd been meticulous about brushing them out better before coming. They actually looked properly fluffy now.\n\nThe barista took her order and brought her a small iced coffee. The cheapest thing on the menu she could pick that sounded good. Then, heart still pounding, headed over to the booth.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Um... Hi.\" Ishiko greeted Thomas with a bow.\n\n\"Hello. Please sit.\" Thomas said, gesturing to the other side of the table.\n\nIshiko sat quickly, set her coffee down, and clasped her hands in her lap. She took a breath and said, \"Thomas, can we try again? I'm sorry about how I've acted and I'd like to get to know you too.\"\n\n\"That sounds wonderful. How are you feeling today? How are your knees?\" He asked with a small smile.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA blush rose in Ishiko's cheeks and she sighed, \"Fine. Bad hangover this morning. Would've been worse if I woke up in the street. Again. Thanks for the help.\"\n\nThe pink that touched his cheeks told her that he was still thinking about carrying her drunken body, and having his hands on her. Now that was cute.\n\n\"Ahem. Yes. Well, I couldn't leave you outside.\" He said before taking a drink of his coffee.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThere was a moment of quiet in which they both looked around awkwardly. Then Ishiko plucked up her courage and spoke.\n\n\"How has it been living in Japan? You speak japanese very well.\" Ishiko said.\n\nThomas snorted a laugh, \"No I don't. My accent is awful and my students never let me forget. I grew up in Pennsylvania in the United States and that kind of language doesn't lend itself very well to the...\" He scratched his neck as he thought, \"The poetics of this language.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well just gut my compliment.\" Ishiko said with a huff. Then she silently reprimanded herself for it and reminded herself to lose the damn bitchiness. \"Sorry, but even with the accent, you do very well. I think I could barely manage six words in English.\"\n\nHe shrugged, \"You'd have an easier time learning it than I did learning Japanese. Lucky I've always been a language teacher of one kind or another.\" He sipped and then gestured idly, \"To your question. I love it here. The land is beautiful and the culture is fascinating. It was rough to set up life here but I don't regret it.\"\n\nThe conversation stayed light and friendly for a few minutes. Weather. Jobs. Coffee. Then Ishiko finally asked him a question that had been in her mind all day. She sat still for a minute of silence, and Thomas seemed to know that she was working up the courage for something more serious. Her voice was small when she asked it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"So how did you do it? How did you get over losing her?\" Ishiko said softly. She bit her lip and then continued, \"Your wife, I mean. I couldn't imagine...\"\n\n\"You don't get over it. I've learned to live with it. It still hurts but I don't think she would've ever wanted me to throw my life away over her.\" Thomas said, his eyes going down to his mostly empty coffee. He dragged a thumbnail across the cup and sighed, \"And I think she would've wanted me to move on... with someone else. I've just never had strength enough for that last part.\"\n\nThat made Ishiko go still. She looked at Thomas while his eyes were still on his cup. She didn't want to ask because she didn't want to hear him say no. But she couldn't just leave it there because the anxiety would kill her so she swallowed. Her voice was teeny and sheepish as she asked, \"And that someone is me?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThomas's shoulders rose and fell in a heavy shrug. He met her eyes, \"I honestly don't know. But I do know when I saw your eyes while you were sitting on that bench that I had to talk to you. I've been where you were. Just going through the days aimlessly and without hope. The hurt.\" He looked away again as though he were ashamed. Then his voice fell as he said, \"It's selfish, I know... but I saw you as someone I could talk to about this. Someone who might understand. That's the thing I've been missing while I've been here. A little sympathy and a friendly ear.\"\n\nIshiko reached out and took his hand. Her chest was tight and her emotions felt like a ragged mess right now. She shook softly as she said, \"It's not selfish at all. That's why I let you walk home with me the first time. It surprised me when you told me what you saw. I've been hopelessly lost for so long that I've forgotten what it's like to have any hope. You've shown me that again.\"\n\n\"Thank you.\" Thomas smiled, squeezing her hand gently.\n\nThey sat in silence and Ishiko rubbed her thumb across his fingers. They were so large compared to her hand. She marveled at that for a moment before realizing she was still holding his hand. Then she pulled her hand back with a blush and coughed softly, \"Um... maybe... can we go?\"\n\n\"Sure. Where would you like to go?\" Thomas said, putting his hand back on his coffee cup.\n\n\"I'm hungry. Maybe we could get some take out and go back to my place?\" Ishiko suggested.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That sounds good.\" He nodded and got to his feet.\n\nAn hour later, Ishiko unlocked the door to her apartment and let them in. Thomas carried a bag from the convenience store with a couple boxes of food in it. He'd insisted on paying this time since he didn't get to buy her coffee and Ishiko couldn't bring herself to argue. She was perpetually broke so a free meal sounded good.\n\nThomas walked in and stood to the side while she closed the door. He looked around and she cringed, \"I know what it looked like before. Sorry about that. I haven't cleaned in... too long.\"\n\n\"Been there too. Hard to find the effort when you get off work. I was more wondering where we were going to eat.\" Thomas said.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I-Oh...\" Ishiko blushed deeply and looked down at her feet. She didn't have a table of any kind, or even anything resembling a chair. She was used to just sitting on the floor or laying on her futon. She scratched her ear and said, \"Sorry. I didn't think. I usually just eat at the counter when I do eat.\"\n\n\"No problem. We'll just sit on the floor and eat. I don't mind.\" Thomas said, slipping off his shoes and leaving them by the door. He set the bag on the counter and began pulling out their dinner. A medley of food boxes both hot and cold. A small mixed salad. Some hot cutlets. An assortment of sushi. Two cans of juice.\n\nThey sat down against the wall and started to eat. Ishiko started in on the salad and Thomas opened one of the drinks. They ate in silence for a few minutes before Ishiko stopped and put down her chopsticks. Her lungs felt like they were being squeezed and her stomach couldn't take anymore food.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I lost my shrine.\" Ishiko said without preamble.\n\n\"I'm sorry?\" He said, half a cutlet slice still in his fingers. He swallowed and set it down.\n\n\"You asked me to tell you about it. I've never told anyone this.\" Ishiko said, nervously fiddling with the hem of her blouse.\n\n\"You lost your shrine. Was this some place you owned or...?\" He sounded confused.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko scrunched her knees up to her chest, hugging them tightly as she spoke. \"I was born at the shrine and I was raised there by the priest. But when I was twelve, he died and... I just ran.\" She spoke with her voice going flat.\n\n\"And you've never gone back?\" Thomas asked.\n\nShe clenched her eyes shut and shook her head. The memories of her childhood flooded in. A sweet, weathered old face and musty black robes. But always tender hands and simple, but filling food. Her vision was blurry when she reopened her eyes and she said, \"He was the only one still caring for that old shrine and he is the only one who ever cared... about it and me. Without him there, and knowing I abandoned it, I could never go back.\"\n\n\"What about your parents?\" Thomas said, clasping his hands on his knees.\n\nIshiko shook her head, \"No idea. The priest, his name was Hiroshi. He was an older man already when I was born and I remember it being all he could do to keep up with me. But he-\" She choked up with a soft sob, \"-He raised me like his own. Told me he woke up one day and I was just there in the shrine.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Your parents abandoned you there.\" He said with a sad look.\n\n\"Yeah... so how can I go back?\" She pressed her watering eyes to her knees, wiping her tears on her skirt again. Her voice was choked as she said, \"He was so good to me and he loved that shrine so much and-and I... I abandoned it.\"\n\nThomas's hand was warm and broad on her shoulders and he rubbed her back gently as she cried. He didn't say anything more, didn't try to give false words of comfort or cheesy shit about her not doing anything wrong. He was just there while she broke down.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBy the time she stopped crying, her eyes were puffy and red. The food had grown cold and the light through the window told her it had moved from lunch time to early afternoon. She tried pathetically to wipe at her eyes and she put her face to her knees again.\n\n\"Ishiko. Do you want-\" Thomas started.\n\nHer head jerked up and she cried out, \"Don't leave! Please, don't... don't go. I'm sorry! I...\"\n\nHe put a hand back on her shoulder and smiled softly, \"I wasn't going anywhere. I was just going to ask if you want me to clean this up.\" He looked around at the half-eaten food that had been left forgotten around them.\n\n\"Oh.\" She mumbled, her cheeks going red. She nodded, \"S-Sure... thanks.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe was quick and efficient in gathering up the boxes, and stowing away the leftovers in her fridge. He cleaned up the counter and came back to sit down next to her. This time he sat much closer with his shoulder almost touching her. In the minutes he had been on his feet, she had calmed down and cleaned her face with a sleeve.\n\nIshiko leaned against him and sighed, \"I'm a fucking mess, Thomas. Me, my whole life, and everything I touch. You don't want me and I'm being so selfish asking you to stay.\"\n\n\"Didn't I tell you already, I was the one being selfish? You don't get to take that away from me.\" He said with a smile.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh please...\" She scoffed and reached down to take his hand, \"Fine, we're both messes. How does that sound?\"\n\nTo that he nodded somberly, \"That seems about right.\"\n\nAs she leaned against him and held his warm hand, she grew more aware of him. His breathing was steady and deep, and there was a hint of bergamot and spices mixed with a soft natural musk. Maybe his deodorant or an aftershave? The warmth from his body was surprising too. He felt like a soft, comforting radiator next to her. She closed her eyes and just took him in for a moment.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer eyes snapped open sometime later. The light from the window was reddening and showing that most of the afternoon had passed by. Her head was laid on something firm but comfortable, and there was gentle fingers playing through her hair. She sighed and looked up. Thomas was above her. The comfortable thing under her head was...\n\nShe yelped and sat upright in a flash, \"Sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't-I mean-I just-\"\n\n\"Hey, hey now. Calm down.\" He said, touching her shoulder softly. He eased her back down so her head was on his leg again and he softly petted her head again, \"You looked so peaceful, I haven't had the heart to disturb you. It looks like you've really needed this.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer cheeks were red and she couldn't help but think back to all her lewd thoughts. Now here he was, cradling her head in his lap in the middle of her apartment floor. She'd slept like that for at least an hour and she felt so light. The sadness and pain still pressed down on her, but the sight of his face made the depression flee. How could life be all that bad with someone as sweet and caring as Thomas around?\n\n\"Thank you.\" She sighed and closed her eyes again. The feeling of his hand gently brushing over her hair and caressing her soft ears was extremely relaxing. She laced her fingers on her belly and bobbed one foot, \"Thomas... are you working tomorrow?\"\n\nThere was a quiet pause and then he said, \"I don't have to. Sunday for me is usually just grading and planning.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I have one more selfish thing to ask. I don't want to be alone tonight.\" She said, glancing up at him. Her cheeks burned and she said, \"I'm not asking for-for... you know... anything. I just want you here tonight.\" She pursed her lips and finished, \"It's not a big futon but I think we could both...\"\n\nHe caressed one of her ears and nodded, \"I think I could do that, but you have to do something for me.\"\n\n\"What?\" She asked, a pang of fear twisting through her guts.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Meet me somewhere for dinner. I'm going to go home and get a shower and grab a couple things. Then I want to take you out somewhere nice for a meal.\" A hint of pink touched his own cheeks and he said, \"A proper date.\"\n\nShe gave a little squeak and sat up again, her tails twitching wildly. She wrapped them around her middle and hugged them as she said, \"Um. R-Really? Yeah. Okay. Where did you want to go?\"\n\nHe shrugged, \"Nowhere too fancy or busy. I get the feeling you would prefer quiet and relaxing.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko nodded, \"That does sound nice.\"\n\n\"Okay then. I'll go get cleaned up and I'll text you when I decide where.\" Thomas grinned and then he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.\n\nThere were a few seconds in which her brain was completely shorted out. She just sat there as her body processed the sensation of his warm lips pressing to her cheek, and the scent around him. Her belly twisted and her face blazed hot.\n\n\"O-Okay...\" She stammered sheepishly.\n\nThomas smiled at her and got to his feet. He slipped his shoes back on and headed out the door. As soon as it latched, Ishiko's body collapsed and she flopped flat on the floor. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the ceiling.\n\n\"He kissed me. Oh god, he kissed me!\" She squealed, flailing her arms and wiggling her tails wildly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer heart still heart and she could feel the soreness around her eyes from the pain of her recollection. But the glowing happiness from that kiss was holding it all at bay. She couldn't understand what was going on at all. How could decades of pain and regret and depression just be brushed aside so easily by someone else? Some handsome and sympathetic man waltzed into her life, swept her off her feet, and kissed her. Hope was flourishing in her heart and the world truly seemed to be growing bright.\n\nShe shoved herself to her feet and walked over to her window. Out it, she could see the sun glowing deep orange as it dipped behind the skyline. The sky's was streaked the most gorgeous shades of red and gold. She sighed and leaned against the glass, a small smile tugging at her mouth.\n\nWas this really her chance to be happy?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nDinner with Thomas was a treat. They ended up in some cozy little place that served them a large beef hotpot to share. Everything had been delicious and they were constantly torn between talking more and eating until they were full to bursting.\n\nIshiko wished she'd had more to share with him but her life had largely just been one depressing struggle after another. Relationships had been regular failures for some years until she gave up entirely on them. Jobs were normally fleeting things for her because it was only a matter of time until her rough attitude got her fired. Her current job had been an easy one to get and a constant, painful reminder of what she'd run away from but somehow she'd managed to keep it. A fox girl like her wasn't that common so she was sure the owner was putting up with more than he should from her just to keep her around. She'd considered quitting on an almost daily basis anyway but the cost of living kept her from doing so. She had no real hobbies and any free time she had was spent trying to desperately keep her life together or spent drinking.\n\nThomas, on the other hand, seemed to have lived a rich and ecstatic life. At least that's what she thought at first. His wife had been a childhood sweetheart and they'd spent nearly a decade together before she died of some disease he didn't care to get into. The depression and loss was too much for him, so he sold everything he had and fled the city because everything there was a reminder of her. He ended up going traveling with the savings he'd gotten from selling their house and car and everything in them. He traveled through a lot of countries in Europe, seemingly running away and seeking something new at the same time. At the end of more than a year of this, he ended up in Tokyo and found Japan too beautiful to ever leave.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nNow though, they were both a bit buzzed and full of delicious food. They walked with their hands clasped together and Ishiko led them back to her apartment. They slipped off their shoes and Ishiko gave a great wide yawn.\n\n\"I think I feel the same.\" Thomas laughed as he set down a bag he'd been carrying. It had a change of clothes and a few things in it.\n\nIshiko nodded and went over to pull out her futon. She spread the plush bedding and blankets in the middle of the floor. Then she quickly headed into the bathroom without saying anything.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer heart was pounding as she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She knew nothing was going to happen tonight, but she hadn't taken the time to prepare herself for this. She hadn't slept in a bed with someone else in a long time and she didn't think about what she should wear. Normally she slept naked but that... that was just too much for her right now. He might decide to do the same and feel pressured to do things. She shook her head at the lewd thoughts as they started to creep in again. She didn't want to do anything to drive him away or appear desperate, and so no matter how much she wanted him she didn't want to go crawling naked all over him. He had to open up first on that front so she knew it would be okay.\n\nShe stripped out of her blouse and dropped her skirt. Beneath was just a small pair of white panties. She hadn't bothered with an undershirt and she'd never even owned a bra with her almost flat chest. She looked at her bare breasts, small as they were, and looked around for anything.\n\nThere was a bit of laundry still hanging in there and she tugged down a worn old tee with a little cartoon fox on it. She pulled it on and looked down at herself again. The shirt left a stripe of her belly showing and her panties showed plenty of hip and thigh. Was it too much? She fretted and her tails flicked nervously about.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe truth was that they WERE going to fuck at some point. She knew that. There was no longer any denying the attraction between them, especially not after the dinner together. But the time had to be right and she was determined not to screw anything up.\n\nShe set her jaw and nodded, kicking her dirty laundry into the corner before opening the door. She walked out into the room and Thomas looked up at her from where he sat on the floor near the bed. He had his phone in his hands and he was typing on it, but it slipped from his fingers when he saw her.\n\n\"Oh.\" He said in a stunned voice and his cheeks went pink. Ishiko noticed his eyes dance down her front and take in her underwear and her bare legs. She unconsciously curled her tails around her middle and he broke off his gaze, \"Sorry. Didn't mean to stare.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko shook her head and dropped her tails, \"No. Don't be. We're not kids, Thomas.\" She stepped over to him and he looked up at her. She bent over and cupped his face, leaning in to kiss him on the lips. He was surprised for a moment and then returned the kiss. That made her smile and she said, \"The only reason I'm not staring at you is because you've still got a shirt on.\"\n\nHe grinned at that and began unbuttoning the dress shirt he had worn for dinner. He pulled it open with a little flourish and let it fall from his shoulders. His smile was teasing as he asked, \"Well?\"\n\nThere was no hiding the sparkle in her eyes as she stared down at him. His chest was just as broad and strong as she thought it would look. He had a thick patch of dark black hair that started on his upper chest, spread wide over his pecs, and then trailed more thinly down his belly and to the waist of his pants where it vanished. Ishiko's mind churned with fantasies of what it looked like where the hair kept going further down. She gulped and said, \"Very-Very nice.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThen, perhaps a little too quickly, she turned to the bed and crawled onto it. She scrunched up towards the edge to give Thomas plenty of room and laid her head on the pillow. She might've taken the flirting a bit further than intended and her body was now fighting off a mixture of exhaustion and intensely growing arousal.\n\nThere was the sound of a zipper behind her and then more clothing rustling. Then he crawled in behind her. He seemed to be worried about getting too close to her but she said, \"You can hold me.\"\n\n\"Okay.\" Thomas said and his body pressed up against hers. He wrapped an arm around her small body and she felt like he completely engulfed her. Her tails lay fluffy between their hips. If he had seemed warm before, his body was like a heater laying against every inch of bare skin. She felt like she was going to melt in his arms and her heart throbbed with excitement.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Thomas...\" Ishiko said quietly as they got comfortable.\n\n\"Yes?\" He asked.\n\n\"Thank you.\" Ishiko said. She bit her lip and then put her hand over his as he cradled her waist, \"I'm really happy. It's been so long since I think I was happy last...\"\n\nHe kissed the top of her head and traced a finger over her belly, \"Me too, Ishiko.\"\n\nSleep stole over them quickly as the comfort of the shared bed completely relaxed them.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was in the dark, wee hours of the early morning. She had rolled over at some point and now had her face pressed into Thomas's fuzzy chest. His arm had stayed around her and his hand draped over her lower back. He was breathing quietly and his heartbeat was slow and heavy in his chest. She could smell his musky scent all around them and it made her body quiver. She shifted slightly and that was when she felt it. Her mind was stirred from the relaxing partial doze she was in.\n\nThere was a strong heat and stiffness pressing into her thighs lower down. Ishiko blushed and felt her insides twist in anticipation and excitement. She reached a hand down slowly and touched it with just a fingertip. He was only wearing a small pair of briefs and they were stretched to the limit over his erection. She slid a thumb over it and felt the sheer girth of him. He was so very thick and it felt like it was blazing hot.\n\nIt twitched when she touched it and she withdrew her fingers quickly. She raised her head to look if she'd woken him up. His eyes were still closed and he was still calm. Her heart thudded in her throat and she went back for more.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer fingers slid down over his head and felt along his shaft. It was bent upward from his underwear and it didn't seem fully stiff yet. It must've been trapped by his briefs and she wondered if it was painful or uncomfortable at all. She could imagine it probably would be if he was naturally getting erect in his sleep and he was stuck.\n\n\"Just... just getting him comfortable. That's all.\" She breathed to herself as she gently pinched the waist of his underwear. She pulled on it and tugged it out and down, sliding the material far enough down his cock to let it finish growing erect. The scent of masculine arousal rolled over her and her insides clenched. Her mouth watered and she felt a lust growing inside her like she hadn't felt in years.\n\nHer fingers gently brushed his bare, fully hard cock head. It was incredibly hot and as she felt around him, she realized that he must've been circumcized. He felt smooth and delicious as her fingers slid down his shaft. The sheer size of it was making her panties grow hot and sticky. She slowly slid his underwear further down until it was around his thighs and his cock was completely bare. In the dark she couldn't see anything, but the feeling of it was absolutely intoxicating.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThen her fingers found his balls. They were gigantic. Each felt like a hot plum in her palm, supple and sensitive to the touch. She couldn't help herself feeling around them.\n\n\"Ohhh...\" He moaned sleepily and she almost screamed. She only barely managed to bite her tongue and keep herself from crying out. She withdrew her hands, her face burning as she realized she'd been caught groping him in his sleep.\n\n\"S-Sorry... I just... I can't... you were so...\" Ishiko stammered in quiet embarrassment. She bit her lip and said, \"You were so hard, it felt uncomfortable. Not uncomfortable for me! That you might be... Ugh... S-sorry.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ishiko. Don't be sorry.\" Thomas said, his voice heavy with sleep and horny desire. His hand slid up her back and he leaned down to kiss her forehead. \"You are cute. This is far from the first boner I've gotten because of you. Since you caused it, I'm certainly not going to argue if you want to use it.\"\n\n\"R-Really?\" She whispered hopefully.\n\nIn response, she felt his hand slide down and cup her ass. The daring move made her heart skip a beat and she squeaked softly. He groped her and said, \"There... we're even. Whatever you want to do next, go for it.\"\n\nIshiko blushed in the dark and her tails twitched eagerly under the bedding. She looked at his face, his steady eyes staring into hers and she nodded, \"Okay.\"\n\nWithout another word, she shimmied a bit further down in bed until she could comfortably get both hands around his throbbing shaft. His breath quickened as she squeezed him in both hands and started to feel up and down him. He was not too long, but she was right in thinking he was incredibly girthy. Her pussy was quivering with anticipation and the wetness had seeped completely through her panties to start wetting her thighs.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Would you like it if I used my mouth?\" Ishiko asked, her hands still slowly sliding up and down him.\n\nThomas huffed, \"You are asking if I'd like a blowjob from a cute fox girl? What kind of answer do you really expect?\"\n\n\"I just want to make sure! I don't want to mess this up.\" Ishiko grumbled, turning under the bedding to lay opposite him in the dark. She curled one hand around his enormous sack again and held his dick with her other. Mouth watering, she put her lips to his head and tasted him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMusky and salty, heady and rich, the flavor of his cock filled her mouth and made her head spin. She could barely get her lips around his head and her tongue wriggled eagerly against his urethra.\n\n\"Ohhh, you are certainly not messing up a thing.\" Thomas moaned, reaching out and sliding his hand up her bare thigh beside him. His hand moved around her thigh until he was reaching between them and his finger pressed into the oozing wetness of her underwear. He gave a soft laugh, \"You're as eager as I am.\"\n\nIshiko released him from her mouth and said, \"Of course I am! I haven't done it in years and you're...\" She swallowed and barked out, \"You're really hot, okay? I've been thinking about this since yesterday!\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThat response made Thomas's finger rub harder between her legs and she groaned loudly. Electric fingers of pleasure were crawling up her belly and making her legs tremble. The heat under the bedding was growing too much and her head was starting to spin. She forced herself to let go of his cock and try to ignore the ocean of thick masculine arousal filling the air around her. Her hands shook as she grabbed for the blankets and pushed them off their bodies.\n\n\"Ahhh!\" She gasped loudly and shook her head, \"S-Sorry... I couldn't breathe. So warm...\"\n\n\"I'm getting rather hot myself.\" Thomas agreed and let go of her leg. He reached down and pushed his briefs the rest of the way off before rolling onto his back to let his dick stand up, thick and twitching.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Oh my.\" Ishiko breathed as she saw the silhouette of it in the dark room. She shuddered and grabbed for her shirt. It peeled off and cool air washed over her sweaty chest. She shuddered and took a steadying breath. Then, with trembling hands, she went for his dick again.\n\n\"Ohhh, that's good.\" Thomas moaned as her mouth took him in again.\n\nOn her knees beside him, she was even more aware of the wetness drooling down her thighs. His hand explored up her body again and groped at her butt before slipping between her legs. His fingers felt big and strong as he rubbed at her underwear again. She gave a muffled moan around his dick.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith the pleasure of his hand and the taste of his cock, Ishiko threw herself into sucking him off. The lust blazing inside her was hotter than she'd ever felt in her life and she wanted this man to share it with her. She forced her mouth further down his cock until he was pushing into the back of her throat. His girth was strangling but from the sound of it, he was in heaven from this.\n\n\"Ishiko! Oh fuck, you're going to make me cum!\" Thomas moaned loudly. He twitched and spasmed under her hands and mouth, and he gasped out, \"Oh god! No woman has done this in years!\"\n\nThe unspoken 'not since my wife' was there but Ishiko wasn't bothered by it. There were no secrets about their pasts. She was damaged goods and he didn't expect perfection. In the same vein, he'd been very open about his passionate love for his wife. She would've been an immature child to expect anything else. What was important was that he was here with her now and she hoped he was going to love her just as much.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Fuck, you're making me cum! Ishiko!\" Thomas cried out and his hips jerked. Ishiko nearly choked as his cock thrust against the back of her throat. She jerked back as a blast of hot semen filled her mouth. His cock came free and it painted up one side of her face and down the other. He moaned loudly and twitched as his cum jetted out of him. It splattered her chin and a few strings stuck over her hair and ears. The scent engulfed her, a more concentrated and intoxicating bliss than before. She swallowed and licked it down as he lay panting.\n\n\"So delicious...\" Ishiko mumbled, licking her fingers as she wiped some off her face. She sighed happily and sat back, waiting for him to catch his breath.\n\nHe lifted his head from the pillow and said, \"Ishiko... that was amazing!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko blushed and smiled, \"Glad you enjoyed. If you want... now we can...\" Her eyes flicked back to his cock.\n\n\"Oh I do want. But not yet. I'm sure you're dying for something and I want to help you first. Please, lay down and let me indulge in your body how you indulged in mine.\" Thomas said, pushing himself up. He scooted aside to let her lay in the middle of the futon.\n\nNaked and vulnerable, she hugged her tails between her legs. Her face was burning and she said, \"S-Sorry if I'm still a little... laying here with everything spread is... it's so embarrassing!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThomas knelt properly in front of her and touched the hand that she was hugging around her tails. His smile was sweet and understanding, \"I'm in no rush. This is all a delightful treat to me as it is. I was already prepared to go at your pace.\"\n\nIshiko smiled at the adoration and understanding he spoke with. She forced herself to let go of her tails and flop them flat on the bed. She lowered her legs and spread them, exposing the sloppy wet crotch of her panties. Thomas reached down and slid his hands around her thighs. His fingers took hold of her panties and started pulling them up. He lifted her legs together and took her underwear completely off, tossing the sodden material to the side before letting her legs settle back on the futon.\n\nHer pussy was small and lovely, with lips glistening pink. Her bush was a fuzzy golden and relatively thick, growing wild over her entire crotch. Thomas made no comment but instead just gently moved her tails to either side so he could lay down in front of her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer face burned as she watched him get so close to her crotch that she could feel his breath on her wet slit. She shuddered and dug her fingers into the futon to keep from moving. Then his tongue pressed into her and nothing else mattered. Bliss filled her mind and body like warm light touching every nerve.\n\nThomas's tongue was strong and fearless as he pushed it deep into her. The aggression with which he assaulted her made her head spin and she fought the urge to wrap her legs around his head to grind her pussy against his face. He gripped her thighs and dragged his tongue up in a powerful motion that brought it pressing hard against her clitoris.\n\n\"Waaahhh~!\" She cried out, her back arching sharply and her eyes going wide. The sudden jolt of pleasure had made her muscles spasm and she collapsed almost as quickly. Thomas gave a soft laugh and pushed his tongue back into her with a more forceful depth this time.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer body simply melted, muscles giving out and all dexterity sapped from her. She laid limp, mouth hanging open as her body tingled and buzzed all over. Thomas's tongue was good. Really good. The way he pushed it in and explored all the right spots. When it curled it back and then licked around her lips before rubbing it teasingly close to her clitoris. Her breath hitched everytime his tongue neared it again.\n\nThen, after what seemed like an eternity of both blissful pleasure and agonizing anticipation, he moved his tongue back up and pressed his mouth more forcefully to her pussy. His tongue flicked rapidly over her clitoris and all the tension that had been building was released. She howled and grabbed his head in both hands. Her pussy clenched up and her muscles spasmed all through her middle. Her body thrashed and she went completely limp. Her limbs were tossed about on the futon and her body was slick with sweat. She panted and stared blankly up at her ceiling.\n\nWas sex always this good? She couldn't clearly remember the last time she'd had any but she couldn't recall it completely demolishing her reasoning like this. It felt like someone had put her body through a full body massage, electrified every nerve, then dumped her in a hot spring to completely dissolve. It was a fight just to keep her eyes open and catch her breath. A stitch had caught in her left side and her lungs burned. A thought passed through her head as she felt that; she must really be out of shape if a good orgasm left her this winded.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ishiko? Are you okay?\" Thomas's face entered her vision. He was crouched over her and his eyes were wide with worry. He looked down and said, \"I went too far, didn't I? Sorry, I just got so excited.\"\n\nIshiko shook her head and swallowed. She blinked and tried to push herself up on her elbows. Everything felt heavy and sluggish. She took a breath and said, \"N-No... It was great. I'm just... It's been too long.\"\n\nThomas smiled and laughed. He took Ishiko's hand and helped her sit up before sitting back on the other side of the bed. His own body was slick with sweat and Ishiko couldn't deny how appealing he looked in the dark. The shape of his body wasn't overly athletic or muscular, but he had those broad shoulders and his chest just looked big.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You're not wrong.\" Thomas sighed and said, \"I'm the only one who's touched me like that in years. I haven't had a woman since...\" He coughed and trailed off, seemingly embarrassed by his slip.\n\n\"Your wife?\" Ishiko finished with a small smile. He nodded silently and she reached out to take his hand. \"Don't be scared to talk or to mention a past love. Look at me. I'm the last person that's going to pass judgement on you. I'm a self-centered ball of sadness and depression with a thick coating of angry bitch. I am constantly amazed you're still here.\"\n\nThomas laughed and squeezed her hand before ruffling her hair. His face was bright, \"Ohh Ishiko. That's part of what's kept me from another woman until now. I've been so paranoid that I'll slip up and talk about her and they'll think I love my dead wife more than them. It's never been like that, it's just she was such a big part of my life. Losing her is...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"A part of you that you'll never get back. Believe me, I know that feeling.\" Ishiko sighed and scooted closer to him. She put a hand to his chest and leaned up to kiss his lips. \"We're a couple of broken people with a few too many missing pieces. I want who you are now, and that includes everything you once were.\"\n\nHis arms wrapped around her and held her close. Strong fingers worked into her hair and brushed her ears gently. His voice was thick, \"You need to stop calling yourself a bitch. I want who you are too, and I don't think you are really as mean as you think. You're making my heart happy again.\"\n\nIshiko smiled and nuzzled his chest. How as it possible for someone as despondent and jaded as her to actually feel this happy?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAfter a few minutes, she pulled out of his embrace and got to her feet. He looked up at her and she smiled, \"I think I have a few beers in the fridge. Let's share one and then we can fuck properly. I don't know about you, but I'm a bit parched.\"\n\nHe smiled and nodded, \"That sounds perfect.\"\n\nIshiko turned and walked into the kitchen. She could feel his eyes watching her naked body as she walked and she was sure to flick her tails teasingly over her ass for him. Her legs were a bit shaky and she felt the tingling after effects of the orgasm still playing through her body. She could've fallen asleep happy with just that, but more than anything she wanted to be with him right now. She wanted to give her body to him and feel his passion.\n\nThe fridge was blindingly bright and she squinted against the light as she pulled out a beer. She cracked it open and walked back towards the bed, taking a long refreshing pull from the can before handing it to Thomas.\n\n\"Ohhh that is so much better.\" She sighed and sat down beside him again. Her tails flicked about happily and she curled them up against his naked back.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ishiko**: \n - Appearance: A fox girl with yellow hair, vulpine ears, and tails.\n - Personality: Depressed, self-destructive, bitter, and has a tendency to push people away due to past trauma.\n - Special abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships: Has a complicated past, lost her shrine and her sense of identity, and struggles to form connections with others.\n\n2. **Thomas Carr**: \n - Appearance: An American man with short black hair (with grey bits), broad shoulders, and a strong chest.\n - Personality: Empathetic, understanding, patient, and willing to listen to others' problems.\n - Special abilities: Can read people well and understand their emotions.\n - Relationships: Lost his wife and is struggling to move on; forms a connection with Ishiko, who shares similar emotional scars.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Ishiko's behavior:** Ishiko tends to act impulsively, often pushing people away due to fear of abandonment or rejection. This stems from her troubled past and her difficulty forming meaningful connections with others.\n2. **Thomas's emotional intelligence:** Thomas shows exceptional emotional intelligence by being able to read people and empathize with their pain. This allows him to connect with Ishiko on a deeper level.\n3. **Their shared past traumas:** Both Ishiko and Thomas have experienced significant losses in their lives (Ishiko's loss of her shrine and Thomas's loss of his wife). This shared experience creates a bond between them and helps them understand each other better.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Cigarettes:** Ishiko smokes regularly, using cigarettes as a coping mechanism for her stress and anxiety.\n2. **Beer:** Ishiko consumes beer frequently, often drinking alone to drown her sorrows.\n3. **Coffee:** Thomas buys Ishiko coffee as a gesture of kindness and friendship.\n4. **Food:** Ishiko and Thomas share meals together, including hotpot and yakitori. These shared experiences help strengthen their bond.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **The world's rules:** The story doesn't explicitly state any magical systems or unique conditions. However, it does imply that the world operates under normal human laws and social norms.\n2. **Social hierarchies:** The story touches on the concept of social status, particularly in relation to Ishiko's job at the cafe. As a fox girl, Ishiko faces prejudice and stereotypes, which affects her self-esteem and relationships.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in Tokyo, Japan, specifically in the Itabashi district. This setting provides a unique cultural backdrop for the narrative.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or government in the story.\n3. **Culture:** Japanese culture plays a significant role in the narrative, particularly in relation to Ishiko's shrine background and the traditional clothing she wears.\n4. **Society:** The story portrays a society where individuals struggle with mental health issues, relationships, and finding meaning in life. This adds depth to the narrative and highlights the complexities of human emotions.\n\nOverall, this story explores themes of trauma, connection, and healing through the complex relationship between Ishiko and Thomas. Their shared experiences and emotional intelligence create a powerful bond between them, helping them navigate their respective pasts and find happiness together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThomas took a large drink of his own and passed the can back. He sighed and nodded, \"Normally I hate waking up in the middle of the night... but I think I could start to enjoy it a lot more if this is what happens.\"\n\nIshiko laughed and took another chug. She shook her head, \"I swear, I wasn't thinking. I just felt your dick down there and just... Fuck, I've wanted you in the worst way since last night.\"\n\n\"Well feel free to wake me up anytime.\" He smiled and finished the beer off.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThat brought a smile to her face as well and she put a hand on his chest. His heart was beating hard and she could see his dick twitching between his legs. She pushed him back on the bed and crawled on top of him. He set the can to the side and put a hand on her waist to steady her. Her legs spread and she straddled him. His cock felt massive against her ass and she wiggled her tails against it, engulfing it in warm fuzziness.\n\n\"You don't want to give me this kind of opening. I might get addicted and then you'll never sleep.\" Ishiko said with a wide grin down at him.\n\n\"Threaten me with paradise.\" He snorted and then he gave a little wince, \"Your tails really tickle.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe wiggled them before raising her hips and sliding back. The heat pouring off his hard dick was really impressive and she could feel it all across her inner thighs. She reached down and held it steady as she lowered her fuzzy pussy onto it. Her wetness slicked the way but she still groaned as her pussy stretched. It had been quite some time since she'd had any dick and his was certainly thicker than she ever had. It made her spine quiver and her belly tense up. She slowly lowered down onto it until her butt settled against his lap. Her shoulders slumped and her clenched her hands against her sides.\n\n\"Ishiko? Ishiko, are you okay?\" Thomas asked, his strong hands gripping her hips. He started to lift her as he said, \"You don't have to force yourself. Really!\"\n\n\"Don't you fucking dare.\" Ishiko growled, looking down at him through blazing eyes. She clenched her hands as she said, \"I'm just trying not to cum already. You're so damn big. I don't want this over in a flash.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThomas let out a surprised laugh and patted her waist, letting her settle back completely on him. Her head lolled back and her eyes closed again. He couldn't deny that her insides were tight and squeezing in wonderfully around him. Wetness oozed over his crotch and he could feel every little spasm or twitch that shook her.\n\nThey sat together with Ishiko's eyes closed and her body still atop him for a minute before he grew worried. He put a hand on her belly and said, \"Ishiko? Are you sure?\"\n\nHer teeth gritted and she hissed, \"I can't feel my damn legs. I can't... I can't move!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ishiko!\" Thomas laughed warmly and slid his hands around her waist again. He curled his fingers around her hips and cupped her ass softly before lifting her into the air. Her pussy glided up his shaft and left a thick mess of her juices all over him. She gasped and gave a long moan as he lowered her back down.\n\n\"I-It's just... fucking embarrassing.\" Ishiko murmured as he helped her ride his dick.\n\n\"What is? The fact that you're a beautiful and sensual woman finding immense pleasure in my body?\" Thomas teased quietly, his fingers fondling her ass. He grinned, \"Somehow I think we can deal with that.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe huffed and rolled her eyes before sinking forward on his chest. She grabbed his shoulders and rubbed her face on his chest. In this position, he could more easily hold onto her ass and he didn't need to support as much of her. The different angle also made her insides churn with pleasure. She moaned, \"Ohh Thomas. This is everything I've needed.\"\n\n\"Me too. Your pussy feels so good.\" Thomas agreed as he quickened the pace.\n\nHer voice rose in a sharp chorus of ecstasy and she dug her fingers into his shoudlers. Her body was rapidly becoming overwhelmed and she couldn't resist any longer. Her muscles convulsed and her pussy clenched tightly around his thick cock. Wetness gushed over his lap.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ohhh fuck yes~!\" Ishiko gasped in bliss.\n\n\"T-Tight! Ishiko! You need to-\" Thomas moaned and tried to lift her off him. He gasped loudly, \"I can't-\"\n\nA powerful warmth blossomed in Ishiko's pussy. Her eyes went wide and she shuddered. Thick sperm was pouring into her as his dick pulsed and he shook under her. He lost his grip on her sweaty ass and she sank completely back on top of him. His dick pushed right to her womb and more hot seed poured in to her deepest parts. Her eyes fluttered and she felt her body giving out.\n\nThomas groaned loudly as the last of his orgasm played through him. What he released was even greater than the thick load Ishiko had drank down earlier. Her insides were filled until it was leaking out of her and running over his lap.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThey laid together, sweaty and panting as their minds soaked in the afterglow. Ishiko got hold of herself first and pushed herself up off his chest. This resulted in her hips rolling back and his cock sliding deeper into the mess inside her. She moaned and sighed heavily, \"Ohhh fuck, Thomas.\"\n\n\"I-I'm sorry. I tried. I didn't mean to-\" He started to apologize but she dropped on him again. Her lips met his and she kissed him with more passion and desire than ever before. Her fingers slid up his cheeks and she rolled her tongue alongside his.\n\nHis dick twitched inside her and he put his arms around her. They shared that hot kiss for a few moments longer before she broke it off with a sigh. She stared into his eyes in the dim light and said, \"Don't apologize. I feel so good right now. It's amazing.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"But I-\" He started.\n\n\"I don't care.\" She shook her head, \"If you get me pregnant, fine. Whatever. For the first time in my adult life, everything seems bright and wonderful. There is nothing I wouldn't do to hold onto this. Having your baby would be a blessing.\"\n\n\"I-Ishiko...\" Thomas whispered.\n\nShe kissed his shocked mouth again and said, \"I love you, Thomas.\"\n\nThat did it. He embraced her more tightly and kissed her back. He held her against him and worked his fingers into her long blonde hair. His breathing was heavy as he whispered the words back, \"I love you, Ishiko.\"\n\nAfter a few minutes, she gingerly rolled off him and flopped onto her back. Her belly felt heavy and warm. She fumbled around blindly behind her head and found her smokes. With a spark of her lighter, she lit one and took a drag on it.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"So... you really want... children?\" Thomas asked, his voice small and vulnerable.\n\nIshiko scooted closer to him and put her head on his shoulder before having another pull. She blew it out and said, \"I've never thought about it much before. But with you, Thomas? Yes. I think I really would.\"\n\nHe wrapped his arm tightly around her and kissed the top of her head. She grabbed the bedding and pulled it back over their bodies. The sweat and started to cool and the frigid apartment was starting to press in again. There were no more words that early morning. She finished her smoke and they fell asleep, cuddled close together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko was practically floating as she moved around the cafe the following week. She seemed to really be glowing with happiness and others were taking notice.\n\n\"I've never seen you like this, Ishiko. What happened?\" One of the other waitresses said as they stood outside after the cafe had closed. Ishiko was having a smoke and Yui had just left.\n\nShe felt a twinge of embarrassment as she turned to her coworker and said, \"I... I met a guy.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Tall and dark? The one you were walking home with yesterday?\" She said with a cheery grin.\n\n\"That's the one. Thomas. He's American.\" Ishiko said, feeling butterflies flutter through her as she thought about him.\n\n\"He is handsome. What did he do to actually get your attention? I've seen guys hit on you all the time and you tend to brush them off or-\" She gave a little laugh, \"-Be a total crazy bitch to scare them off.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIshiko blushed and looked away, \"I'm trying not to do that anymore, okay? Thomas... he just... He gets me. We had some drinks and went for coffee, then he took me on a date. He's not perfect, and he's still dealing with some things... but so am I and he helps.\"\n\nHer coworker held up her hands, \"Okay. Not gonna pry. Just want you to know that I'm really happy for you. You seem so much happier than I've ever seen you.\"\n\nThere was a quiet moment and soft snow started to fall. Ishiko flicked out her cigarette and said, \"Yui, I really am. I never thought I could be, but for the first time I can't remember, I am feeling truly happy. Life is good and I don't really want to die anymore.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnd as if to punctuate her feelings, Thomas turned the corner and waved to her, \"Ishiko! Ready to go home?\"\n\nShe felt her heart flutter and her face brightened. She walked over to him and he leaned down to kiss her. She kissed back and embraced him tightly. Snow drifted down over them but she paid it no mind. Her tails flicked about and she looked up into his eyes.\n\n\"Always, my love.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ibie (the Implin):**\n\t* Appearance: Short, curvy, and green-skinned with dirty blonde dreadlocks and bandaged chest.\n\t* Personality: Mischievous, confident, and experienced in handling unusual clients.\n\t* Special abilities: Skilled at taking large objects into her throat without gagging or showing discomfort.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Mother (Goblin): Mentioned briefly, but not explored further in the story.\n\t\t+ Father (Imp): Also mentioned briefly, but not discussed in detail.\n\t\t+ Clients (including Leo Ironson): Experienced in handling various requests and willing to engage in explicit activities.\n2. **Leo Ironson:**\n\t* Appearance: Tall, lanky, and straw-blond-haired.\n\t* Personality: Nervous, curious, and eager to explore new experiences.\n\t* Special abilities: None explicitly stated.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Ibie (the Implin): Client who engages in explicit activities with her.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **The effects of the pale blue vial:** The potion causes Leo's penis to become significantly larger and harder, leading to intense pleasure and arousal.\n2. **Ibie's throat skills:** She is able to take large objects into her throat without gagging or showing discomfort, making her an ideal candidate for handling unusual clients.\n3. **Leo's aggression:** He becomes increasingly aggressive during their encounter, using his strength to overpower Ibie and continue engaging in explicit activities.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Potions and poisons:** Various bottles containing unknown substances are displayed on Ibie's booth, including the pale blue vial that affects Leo.\n2. **Loincloth:** A skimpy garment worn by Ibie to cover her private areas.\n3. **Backpack:** Used by Ibie to carry her potions and other items.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Alchemy:** Ibie mentions alchemy, implying that her potions and substances have specific properties and effects on users.\n2. **Implins' abilities:** As an Implin, Ibie has unique physical characteristics and abilities that allow her to handle unusual clients and situations.\n3. **Social norms:** The story implies that explicit activities are common and accepted in this world, with people gathering to watch Leo and Ibie engage in intimate acts.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in a market or fair setting, with alleys and booths where vendors sell goods and services.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or governance in the story, suggesting that this world may be relatively anarchic or free from centralized authority.\n3. **Social hierarchies:** The story implies that there are social hierarchies based on species or physical appearance, with humans being the dominant group and other species (like Imps and Goblins) potentially facing prejudice or stigma.\n4. **Laws governing the world:** There are no explicit laws mentioned in the story, but it seems that the world operates under a loose set of moral guidelines that permit explicit activities and unusual behaviors.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘Hello sir, what can I interest ye in today?’ Ibie asked in her saleswoman voice as a tall, lanky young man stepped in front of her booth. Several potions and poisons were lined up on it.\n\nLeo Ironson swept a hair through his straw blonde hair and peered at the bottles, hoping that their names would tell him something. But he didn’t know enough about alchemy for that, sadly. Instead, he gathered his courage and looked down at the short, green creature. He cleared his throat, and nervously began to speak.\n\n‘M-Miss Goblin, do you have anything to help me with girls?’<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘Technically I’m an Implin, my old man was an Imp and nailed my Goblin mother,’ Ibie said with a grin that showed off her pointy teeth. ‘But that’s not important, I do have a little something the ladies will love! Wanna sample?’ She asked, holding up a small, pale blue vial.\n\n‘Is it dangerous?’ Leo asked as he carefully grabbed the vial from the Implin’s hand.\n\n‘Nah, it’s harmless.’ Ibie said with a smile.\n\nLeo took a deep breath, nodded and pulled the cork from the vial before gulping it all down. At first, it felt like nothing had changed, but then he suddenly felt very hot and his heart began to beat into his ears as waves of pleasure rushed to his groin. As his prick began to stiffen the glass vial fell from his slack hands, unfortunately it didn’t stop there. His member began to grow harder and larger than ever before, and it felt as if his balls were about to burst.\n\nIbie eyed the tube-like bulge swelling bigger and bigger with great interest, and slowly licked her lips. ‘Do ye require any assistance, valued customer?’ She asked with a sly smile.\n\nLeo looked down at the short, curvy green woman, her dirty blonde hair was kept into dreadlocks which she had pulled back into something vaguely resembling her ponytail. Ibie’s red eyes sparkled mischievously and she took a step back so that the young man could get a better look at her. Leo growled hungrily as she stared at her, the Implin’s chest was moderate but nicely shaped and kept underneath bandaged that were bound around her chest, but that wasn’t what really interested Leo. He looked past her slim waist before his eyes nearly bugged out of his skill as he noticed the way her hips flared out, they were broad. Even if Ibie had been a regular woman. So broad that the short, green babe couldn’t even wear pants. She had to put on a skimpy loincloth to cover her privates.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘Perhaps we should take this into the alleyway behind my stand?’ Ibie asked with a mischievous grin as she quickly dumped her potions in a bag standing underneath the counter she stood behind. Leo merely nodded numbly and followed after her as she walked into the alleyway with her pack slung over her shoulders, not caring that any people roaming the streets might spot what they were doing.\n\nIbie stopped after walking only a few feet into the alleyway, which disappointed Leo as he could no longer enjoy the view of her big, luscious green buttocks wiggling back and forth underneath her skimpy loincloth. But Ibie quickly turned around to face him and shook off the backpack she wore. Without pomp or ceremony she pushed the young man up against the wall and licked her lips as she looked at the long, thick bulge pushing up Leo’s trousers, as she looked at it a wet, sticky spot began to appear.\n\n‘Well, aren’t ya excited?’ Ibie chuckled as she began tugging down Leo’s trousers.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAs soon as she tugged his pants down far enough, Leo’s massive cock swung up and loudly cut through to the air. Just as Ibie got to her feet the young man’s member slapped onto the Implin’s forehead with a meaty slap. Ibie’s face was soon flushed a dark green and she began to breath heavier as Leo’s huge cock throbbed heavily against her forehead, followed by sticky, gossamer precum dripping into her dirty blonde dreads as Leo’s member continued to drool hot precum.\n\n‘Fuck...it’s rare to see a small sample have an effect like this,’ Ibie purred in awe as she weighed the long, thick member in her dainty hands. ‘Gods and Goddesses above, look at how fat these veins are,’ Ibie cooed as she ran a slender finger along a thick, long blue vein that supplied Leo’s beastly cock with blood. ‘But let’s cut the chit-chat, we both know what we came here for.’ Ibie said with a grin, flashing her pointed teeth as she did.\n\nLeo swallowed audibly as the short, curvy green woman went to stand on her tippy toes. But he abruptly stopped worrying when her soft green lips were pressed against his thick, domed cockhead and released a pleased sigh. Ibie’s eyes sparkled mischievously at the young man’s reaction, but continued pushing herself forward while still moving on her toes. Loud, low groans of pleasure escaped Leo’s mouth as the Implin’s plush lips stretched over his enlarged shaft, while his cock was slowly being pushed down Ibie’s warm, welcoming throat.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIbie gagged slightly, but it wasn’t like she hadn’t taken bigger dongs before. Her lips formed a smile around the girth of Leo’s member as she pushed forwards, rubbing her thick thighs together all the way. Meanwhile Leo felt like he was in heaven as was beating his fists against the wall he was leaning against and tried desperately not to scream as he watched Ibie’s throat bulge obscenely as inch after inch of his monstercock was stuffed down the small woman’s throat. Ibie meanwhile moaned around his member as thick runnels of the young man’s precum slowly slithered down her throat, and almost straight into her belly.\n\nWhen the Implin’s nose was nestled amongst Leo’s blonde pubes, and his beefy, cum-filled balls slapped against her chin, Leo released a low, dark grunt. ‘Fuck! How in the hells did you do that!?’ Leo exclaimed as Ibie stood there, peering up at him and wagging her wide, shapely butt to and fro as the young man’s meaty pole was throbbing against the walls of her throat.\n\nOf course, having Leo’s monstrous dick shoved down her throat made it difficult to answer, so Ibie instead decided to show him what she was capable off. While releasing a muffled moan around his shaft, she pulled her head back as far as she could without stepping backwards, and then slammed her face towards her groin again. Leo gasped for air in response and laid his hands on the Implin’s head, just as streamers of precum squirted from his distended cumslit and slid down Ibie’s gullet again. With a satisfied, albeit muffled, chuckle Ibie continued to rapidly bob her head along his cock like that. But apparently, her client wasn’t satisfied with just that...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘More...’ Leo roared softly, and grabbed Ibie’s head more firmly. ‘More!’ He roared as he pulled his hips back as far as he could, backed up against the wall as he was, and slammed his cock down the Implin’s throat.\n\nNot prepared for Leo’s sudden \"take-charge\" attitude Ibie gagged softly, but she didn’t fight it. The Implin didn’t mind the rough stuff, and having her throat pounded was one of the great enjoyments in life for her, so she simply stood on her toes and allowed the young man to have his way with her throat. Of course, she needed to hold on to his legs. ‘You’re the best! No normal girl would be able to take a cock as huge as this!’ Leo mumbled as he rapidly rammed his cock down the Implin’s throat, but then a realization seemed to hit him. ‘Wait! You gave me this freakish cock in the first place! What am I supposed to do now!?’ Leo snarled angrily.\n\nIbie could only look up at the young man with slightly unfocused eyes as he continued using her throat as his personal cocksleeve, strings of spittle and precum sprayed from the corners of her mouth as Leo used her roughly and babbled about \"turning him into a freak\", but Ibie didn’t care. She was in heaven. Having a monstercock slamming away at her throat while it filled her stomach with sticky and salty precum caused her pussy to clench with need, and coat the insides of her thick thighs with femcum. But just as she was about to achieve orgasm, Leo slammed the entirety of his pole down her throat.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘C-cumming!’ Leo growled, and Ibie felt his balls clenching against her chin while his massive member fattened up a little more in her throat.\n\nIbie’s eyes widened as thick, hot ropes of white goop spewed from the tip of Leo’s member and down her throat. The Implin had to work her throat muscles rapidly to try and swallow all of Leo’s load, unfortunately even her trained throat didn’t seem to be up for it as strings of jizz quickly escaped from the corners of her mouth to dribble down her chin, staining the bandages covering her chest. When Leo was finally done her tummy was filled with warm, salty jizz and Ibie stumbled backwards to allow the massive cock to escape her throat and give her a chance to breathe.\n\n‘Y-ye bastard! I was almost there!’ She moaned, causing the strings of saliva and cum that connected her lips to Leo’s cock to snap.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘Sorry,’ Leo growled as he looked at the clear juices flowing down the insides of the Implin’s thighs. ‘Let me make it up to you.’ He added as he picked her up.\n\nWith a load groan of effort Leo picked Ibie up, despite her size she was quite heavy. Had to be due to her broad hips and big ass. But Leo was still aroused, his member remained rock hard despite blasting a load of jizz down Ibie’s throat only minutes before. Ibie released a soft, pleased moan as the young man’s strong hands dug into her waist as she was pressed against the wall, her ass facing him. With an aroused growl he tore her loincloth off, revealing the Implin’s ass in all its glory.\n\nLeo had to fight every instinct to not suddenly release the short, curvy green minx so sink his hands in her huge, firm buttocks. Her ass would have looked big on a normal human, but looked huge on her frame. Yet it still had a nice heart shape to it. With an audible swallow the young man pushed his hips forward, and slid his cock between her buttocks. Ibie squeaked as she felt the hot shaft brushing over her asshole, before moaning softly as Leo’s beefy balls knocked against her sensitive, dripping labia.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘Could you...put it in my pussy?’ Ibie asked as Leo’s member continued to move back and forth between her shapely buttocks.\n\nIn reply a few droplets of precum splattered on her lower back as Leo continued to thrust his cock into her ass-cleavage. Ibie moved and tried to adjust her position, but found it impossible hanging in his grip like that. Hot, sticky slime slithered between her asscheeks and poured over her anus and hot, desperate cunny. Ibie could only moan and struggle in Leo’s grip, which finally seemed to get his attention.\n\n‘Fuck! Hurry up and put that beast between your legs for good use already!’ Ibie growled as a dark green flush crept up her cheeks.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Ibie (the Implin):**\n\t* Appearance: Short, curvy, and green-skinned with dirty blonde dreadlocks and bandaged chest.\n\t* Personality: Mischievous, confident, and experienced in handling unusual clients.\n\t* Special abilities: Skilled at taking large objects into her throat without gagging or showing discomfort.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Mother (Goblin): Mentioned briefly, but not explored further in the story.\n\t\t+ Father (Imp): Also mentioned briefly, but not discussed in detail.\n\t\t+ Clients (including Leo Ironson): Experienced in handling various requests and willing to engage in explicit activities.\n2. **Leo Ironson:**\n\t* Appearance: Tall, lanky, and straw-blond-haired.\n\t* Personality: Nervous, curious, and eager to explore new experiences.\n\t* Special abilities: None explicitly stated.\n\t* Relationships:\n\t\t+ Ibie (the Implin): Client who engages in explicit activities with her.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **The effects of the pale blue vial:** The potion causes Leo's penis to become significantly larger and harder, leading to intense pleasure and arousal.\n2. **Ibie's throat skills:** She is able to take large objects into her throat without gagging or showing discomfort, making her an ideal candidate for handling unusual clients.\n3. **Leo's aggression:** He becomes increasingly aggressive during their encounter, using his strength to overpower Ibie and continue engaging in explicit activities.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Potions and poisons:** Various bottles containing unknown substances are displayed on Ibie's booth, including the pale blue vial that affects Leo.\n2. **Loincloth:** A skimpy garment worn by Ibie to cover her private areas.\n3. **Backpack:** Used by Ibie to carry her potions and other items.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Alchemy:** Ibie mentions alchemy, implying that her potions and substances have specific properties and effects on users.\n2. **Implins' abilities:** As an Implin, Ibie has unique physical characteristics and abilities that allow her to handle unusual clients and situations.\n3. **Social norms:** The story implies that explicit activities are common and accepted in this world, with people gathering to watch Leo and Ibie engage in intimate acts.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Geography:** The story takes place in a market or fair setting, with alleys and booths where vendors sell goods and services.\n2. **Politics:** There is no mention of politics or governance in the story, suggesting that this world may be relatively anarchic or free from centralized authority.\n3. **Social hierarchies:** The story implies that there are social hierarchies based on species or physical appearance, with humans being the dominant group and other species (like Imps and Goblins) potentially facing prejudice or stigma.\n4. **Laws governing the world:** There are no explicit laws mentioned in the story, but it seems that the world operates under a loose set of moral guidelines that permit explicit activities and unusual behaviors.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was a request Leo couldn’t deny, so with a grunt he dragged his monstrous pole from between the Implin’s plush buttocks, and pressed the crown of it against her dripping, twitching quim. Ibie released a happy squeak as Leo’s member pushed past her labia and into her hot, twitching pink tunnel. Flashes of colour danced in front of Ibie’s vision as her snatch had to stretch itself widely around the girth of Leo’s monstrous pole, and jets of femcum squirted from her cunny as her previously denied orgasm finally washed over her. Of course, Leo was far from done with her.\n\nEven as the Implin’s slit continued to quiver in orgasm, Leo simply pushed his hips forwards. Ibie gasped as the young man’s movement pushed her against the wall while his massive member slid deeper and deeper into her coiling, twitching quim, all while specks of colours swirled and danced in front of Ibie’s vision and runnels of girlcum splattered on the floor. The poor Implin didn’t know where her first climax had ended and were her second one began, but she didn’t really care as Leo’s shaft brushed against any of her sensitive spots and made her stomach bulge. Little did she know that this was only the beginning.\n\nOnce Leo’s stomach pressed against her squishy bum it signalled that he had inserted the entirety of his monstrous member inside of her, when this information hit Ibie’s brain she released a squeal of pleasure and her snatch coiled around Leo’s shaft like a silken vice. Not that the young man let that stop him. With a grunt of effort he extracted as much of his fat, vein-corded cock as he could from the Implin’s trembling muff, who release a moan of disappointment, before he suddenly, and roughly, slammed his member back inside.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIbie howled and more of her juices rained down on the ground, from the corner of her eye she noticed that some people had stopped to watch the two of them screw like rabbits. But Ibie didn’t particularly care, her partner didn’t seem to either as he simply continued to roughly plough his cock into her hot, quivering pink depths. ‘M-more! Ha...more!’ Ibie mewled with her tongue lolling from her mouth as she was coming down from her previous orgasm.\n\nLeo didn’t seem to be paying attention, but if his grunts and groans were any indication he was getting close to an orgasm as well. Meaty slaps resounded through the alleyway each time Leo’s slammed the entirety of his cock into Ibie’s snatch, and his stomach slapped against her heart shaped buttocks while loud, wet sucking sounds were heard each time he pulled his hips back. All while a small crowd of onlookers were watching them, and occasionally gasping as they watched the young man’s long, fat pole coming into view before slamming its way back inside the Implin to make her flat stomach bulge with the large insertion.\n\nUnfortunately, all good things must come to an end.\n\nAfter a few more minutes of rough, sweaty sex Leo gasped. ‘Cumming!’ he growled as he sank the entirety of his cock into Ibie’s hot, wet depths before it started to swell.\n\nIbie only reacted with a high-pitched, ‘Yes!’ before her eyes rolled up to show only the whites and a small geyser of pussy juice exploded from her twat as thick, sticky ropes of seed filled her snatch.\n\nIncoherent babbles left the Implin’s mouth as her tummy started to swell, hot, white goop coated the walls of her tummy and sprayed straight into her womb! While more of Leo’s load began to backflow, and runnels of jizz escaped her twat to land on the ground to join the messy puddle of femcum and spunk. When Leo’s orgasm finally came to an end, and he pulled his softening pole from her twitching quim, she looked like she had swallowed a watermelon whole.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n‘That was...amazing.’ Leo said in a tired voice as he gently put the Implin down, his member had shrunk back to a more manageable size...but still looked a few inches bigger than it had before.\n\n‘Another satisfied customer,’ Ibie said with a grin that showed her pointed teeth. Then her head whipped to the mouth of the alleyway. ‘What about ye, ladies and gentleman. Do ye require anything to assist ya in yer sex-lives?’\n\nA lot of the men and women quickly left, their faces tinted red, but more than a few stepped into the alleyway to see what the little green skank had to offer. ‘Looks like business will be good today.’ Ibie mused, as thick runnels of semen poured from her gaping, clenching twat.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Blayne**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Courageous, knowledgeable, caring, and romantic. He seems to be the leader and protector of the group.\n - Special Abilities: Can manipulate red mana for magic (telekinetic barrier, fireballs), has telekinetic powers (moving snow), and possibly teleportation (though not used effectively).\n - Relationships:\n * Married to Varia\n * Travel companion to Henry\n2. **Varia**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Brave, resourceful, determined, and affectionate. She seems to be independent and capable of taking charge when needed.\n - Special Abilities: Has black mana, which allows her to summon small spirits to gather information or scout locations.\n - Relationships:\n * Married to Blayne\n * Travel companion to Henry\n3. **Henry**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Desperate, helpful, and somewhat inexperienced (telekinesis is new to him). He appears to be willing to learn and adapt.\n - Special Abilities: Can perform basic telekinesis (lifting people) and possibly teleportation (though not mentioned as a skill he uses well).\n - Relationships:\n * Travel companion to Blayne and Varia\n4. **Jameson McDoogle (the dwarf)**:\n - Appearance: Short (about four feet tall), thick beard, black hair, wears a red shirt and brown pants with suspenders.\n - Personality: Friendly, welcoming, and protective. He seems to be kind-hearted and open to helping those in need.\n - Relationships: None mentioned.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n* **Mana**: A magical energy source that fuels various abilities in the world. There are different types of mana, including red (used by Blayne), black (used by Varia), and icy blue (used by Blayne to fend off wind).\n* **Planewalking**: A form of transportation that allows individuals to travel between planes (worlds). However, in this story, Planeswalking is blocked or unavailable due to unknown circumstances.\n* **AEthers**: An energy field or network that connects planes and allows for magical communication or travel. Its absence affects Blayne, Varia, and Henry's ability to Planeswalk.\n* **Teleportation**: A form of instant transportation that requires knowledge of the destination. It's mentioned as an option for Henry but isn't executed successfully in the story.\n* **Spirit Summoning**: Varia can summon small spirits using her black mana. These spirits serve as scouts or messengers, providing valuable information about potential shelters or dangers.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n* **Red Shirt and Brown Pants**: Jameson's clothing, which might have some significance or symbolism, though none is specified in the text.\n* **Knitted Blanket**: Made by Jameson, this blanket serves as a symbol of warmth and comfort.\n* **Log**: Used by Jameson to add fuel to the fireplace, creating warmth and light.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n* **Kaldheim Plane**: The plane where the story takes place, characterized by harsh weather conditions (subzero temperatures, blizzards).\n* **Magic System**: Based on mana, which comes in different colors and types (red, black, icy blue). Characters use this mana to perform various magical feats.\n* **Planewalking Limitations**: Due to unknown circumstances, Planeswalking is currently unavailable for Blayne, Varia, and Henry.\n* **AEthers Disruption**: The AEthers' absence affects the characters' ability to communicate or travel magically.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n* **Geography**: The story takes place on the Kaldheim plane, which features vast snowy landscapes, mountains, and potentially other geographical formations.\n* **Politics**: No explicit mention of politics or governing systems in the story.\n* **Social Hierarchy**: None mentioned; however, the presence of a hunter/trapper like Jameson suggests a relatively low-tech society.\n* **Laws**: Unspecified laws or rules govern the world, though it's clear that there are certain expectations and norms regarding behavior and interactions.\n\nThese explanations provide a detailed understanding of the characters, world, and magical system within the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nLittle did they know it when they entered, the Plane of Kaldheim was not a kind one. Vicious, subzero blizzards tore across the surface of the world every day and such cold temperatures were reached at night as to be called 'soul-chilling'. Naught but the most hardy and wild creatures survived there.\n\n\"It's fucking cold!\" Varia screamed over the wind.\n\n\"We have to find shelter!\" Blayne exclaimed, trudging on through the bottomless snow. They sank to their waists before the snow packed enough to hold their weight. The only thing around them except swirling snow, their vision was very limited.\n\n\"Blayne, can't you warm us up with a little fire?\" Varia asked him.\n\n\"I can barely feel any red mana here at all. I want to save what little I have for an emergency! We're not frozen yet! Let's keep going! I'll do what I can to try and fend off the wind!\" Blayne said, using the icy blue around them to form a telekinetic barrier. The wind roared around them, curling around Blayne's barrier. It wasn't much warmer, but it was something and they were all grateful. The cold mana made Blayne feel as though the wind were still passing through him, but it was still better than actually having the blizzard on his face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I've never... in my life... experienced this kind of cold.\" Henry shivered, hugging himself in an attempt to trap what little body heat he had.\n\nFor more than ten minutes they shoved onward through the snow until Varia spotted what looked like a cave entrance. They hurried towards it and found it to be little more than a wide crack in the rocks. In all that time they still hadn't seen a touch of foliage. There was nothing out here that they could burn for warmth.\n\n\"Someone get some light in there! I think we could squeeze in if there's something behind it.\" Varia said, staring in the crack.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHenry held out his hand, producing a small ball of shining golden light. It floated between the rocks and into the cave beyond, showing ample space to take shelter in.\n\n\"Come on! Inside!\" Varia exclaimed, digging down in the snow until she could crawl into the crack. She slipped inside and Henry followed her. Blayne held off the blizzard until they were both inside and he could follow. As he did, a bit of snow fell into the crack and closed off most of it behind them. Little more than an air hole was open at the top of it.\n\n\"It's not warm, but it's better.\" Blayne said, shivering in his thin clothes. Varia was far worse, as her thighs were bare above her boots.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe cave was probably just a bunch of collapsed rock that froze together. It was barely twenty feet deep and six feet tall at the most.\n\n\"We have to Planeswalk away. We can't survive here.\" Varia shivered.\n\n\"I know, I know.\" Blayne said, wrapping his arms around her. He warmed himself with a trickle of red mana and she moaned happily, cuddling closer to him. His magic took the nip out of the air, leaving the cave around freezing. Varia stayed close to him even as the spell faded, adoring his body warmth.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Come on, let's go.\" Henry said, sitting down on the floor.\n\nBlayne and Varia quickly followed suit, sitting near him and closing their eyes.\n\nIt barely took Blayne a minute to feel it. There was something wrong; he couldn't Planeswalk. He couldn't feel the AEthers, he could barely feel his own fingers.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Blayne?\" Varia said worriedly.\n\n\"Me too.\" Blayne nodded, putting an arm around her.\n\n\"You guys don't feel it either, huh?\" Henry said, looking up at them.\n\n\"Yea, the AEthers. It's like it's gone, or somehow it's blocked. I can't reach it.\" Blayne nodded.\n\n\"Well, we can't stay here or we'll die.\" Henry exclaimed in desperation, \"I'm pretty sure we're on a mountain, our best chance of surviving would be to get down and quickly!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"But where would we go?\" Blayne said, scratching his head.\n\nVaria held up her hands, black mana swirling there. She claped her hands together and there was a loud pop. A half-dozen small black spirits appeared around her hands.\n\n\"Look in every direction. Search for anything that could help us survive. Be back here in an hour.\" Varia instructed them. The spirits rushed away, phasing through the solid rock and into the storm.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Good thinking.\" Blayne nodded, \"Now just to survive an hour.\"\n\nHenry scooted around closer to Blayne. The three of the huddled close together and Blayne attempted to use what little red mana he had to keep them all alive. He was seriously regretting the fact that Luvion was the last plane they visited: a reef in a giant ocean was hardly a source of red mana. Now he barely had enough for a fireball or two. It would be enough to keep them warm for a short while, but he could already feel his power dwindling.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBlayne and Varia had nodded off by the time the spirits came back. They bumped against Varia and woke her up.\n\n\"Oh fuck it's cold.\" Varia hissed, rubbing her numb thighs. She looked at the spirit and reached up to it. She held it to her ear and it whispered it’s report. When it finished she gave a happy sigh.\n\n\"What is it?\" Henry asked, his teeth clacking loudly.\n\n\"Twenty minutes south of here, down a steep hill, there is a cave in the mountain side with a torch burning out front of it. He said there is a warm fire inside\" Varia said quickly.\n\n\"Warm fire?\" Henry said happily, \"Blayne! Wake up!\"\n\n\"Huh? What?\" Blayne jerked up. His body was aching with the cold and his fingers were stiff.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"One of my spirits found something. Twenty minutes south of here, there is a cave with people in it. It's warm. Let's go.\" Varia exclaimed.\n\n\"Alright, let's go!\" Blayne said, getting up on his knees.\n\n\"What about that? We got stuck when we came in here.\" Henry said, pointing at the entrance. Blayne crawled past him and touched the snow that was filling the crack.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I think I can get us out.\" Blayne shivered as he drew in more of that frozen mana. He shoved his fists forward and a burst of telekinetic power made the snow explode outward. The freezing wind hit them in the face and they all cried out.\n\n\"Let's go! Quick! This cold is gonna kill me!\" Varia stammered, shaking with the new cold wind. Blayne forced his way into the snow, climbing back up on it. Twenty minutes seemed a lifetime away and he couldn't wait. None of them could.\n\nGathering what strength he could, he made all three of them lift into the air shakily.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Whoa~!\" Varia exclaimed in surprise.\n\n\"This is gonna be cold, let's go!\" Blayne called, making them rush forward wildly.\n\nBlinding snow tore at their face and ripped at their clothes as they raced south. They only knew what direction south was because the spirit had imparted that information to Varia and, apparently, the little thing had an innate sense of direction.\n\nThey half-way down the hill when Blayne's magic gave out and they tumbled into the snow, throwing fresh powder up into the sky. The wind ripped over their heads and Blayne groaned loudly. He tried to reach for more magic, but the strength just wasn't there. He hadn't eaten anything the entire day and he hadn't slept but that wink in the cave; his body was rebelling with total exhaustion.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Come on... come on. We need to keep going.\" Henry chattered, standing upright.\n\n\"Ohhh...\" Blayne groaned, forcing himself to sit up.\n\n\"I'll do it. I'll get us there.\" Henry said, pulling forth his own magic. He hadn't done much telekinesis on other people before, but it was that or die in the cold. He couldn't focus well enough in this blizzard to use his teleportation magic and it only worked when you knew where you were going anyway.\n\nHe lifted them out of the snow and they started forward again. It took another exhausting five minutes until they saw their salvation. Just like the spirit had found, there was a torch burning brightly in the snow. Obviously magical, it stood up against the worst tearing and violent winds, a beacon to show the cave entrance.\n\n\"Yes!\" Henry cried happily, letting the spell die as they reached it. They all fell into the snow again.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nGrabbing his arm, Varia helped pull Blayne forward. They got to the door and Henry banged on it loudly. There was a loud clamor inside and a slide was pulled back in the center of it. A man looked out at them with bright blue eyes.\n\n\"Who's there?\" He asked suspiciously.\n\n\"Please. We're freezing. We're going to die. Let us in.\" Henry begged him.\n\n\"Who are you?\" He asked again.\n\n\"We're mages. We got lost on the mountain and now we're freezing. Please!\" Varia said loudly.\n\n\"The fella in the middle doesn't look good. Come on in and get warm. Tell me more You can tell me more once you’ve got a change of clothes.\" The man said and the door opened.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe three of them hurried inside and the door was shut tightly behind them.\n\nA man about four feet tall with the thickest black beard any of them had ever seen stood before them. If he was smiling or frowning, it couldn't be seen behind the bushy hair. He looked them over with his hands on his belt. He wore a thick red shirt and had brown pants on with suspenders over his shoulders. He might've been short, but he was thick and strong.\n\n\"What kinda crazy folk are you goin' out in a blizzard like that?\" The dwarf asked them sharply, \"Get by the fire before y'all freeze.\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Blayne**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Courageous, knowledgeable, caring, and romantic. He seems to be the leader and protector of the group.\n - Special Abilities: Can manipulate red mana for magic (telekinetic barrier, fireballs), has telekinetic powers (moving snow), and possibly teleportation (though not used effectively).\n - Relationships:\n * Married to Varia\n * Travel companion to Henry\n2. **Varia**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Brave, resourceful, determined, and affectionate. She seems to be independent and capable of taking charge when needed.\n - Special Abilities: Has black mana, which allows her to summon small spirits to gather information or scout locations.\n - Relationships:\n * Married to Blayne\n * Travel companion to Henry\n3. **Henry**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly described.\n - Personality: Desperate, helpful, and somewhat inexperienced (telekinesis is new to him). He appears to be willing to learn and adapt.\n - Special Abilities: Can perform basic telekinesis (lifting people) and possibly teleportation (though not mentioned as a skill he uses well).\n - Relationships:\n * Travel companion to Blayne and Varia\n4. **Jameson McDoogle (the dwarf)**:\n - Appearance: Short (about four feet tall), thick beard, black hair, wears a red shirt and brown pants with suspenders.\n - Personality: Friendly, welcoming, and protective. He seems to be kind-hearted and open to helping those in need.\n - Relationships: None mentioned.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n* **Mana**: A magical energy source that fuels various abilities in the world. There are different types of mana, including red (used by Blayne), black (used by Varia), and icy blue (used by Blayne to fend off wind).\n* **Planewalking**: A form of transportation that allows individuals to travel between planes (worlds). However, in this story, Planeswalking is blocked or unavailable due to unknown circumstances.\n* **AEthers**: An energy field or network that connects planes and allows for magical communication or travel. Its absence affects Blayne, Varia, and Henry's ability to Planeswalk.\n* **Teleportation**: A form of instant transportation that requires knowledge of the destination. It's mentioned as an option for Henry but isn't executed successfully in the story.\n* **Spirit Summoning**: Varia can summon small spirits using her black mana. These spirits serve as scouts or messengers, providing valuable information about potential shelters or dangers.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n* **Red Shirt and Brown Pants**: Jameson's clothing, which might have some significance or symbolism, though none is specified in the text.\n* **Knitted Blanket**: Made by Jameson, this blanket serves as a symbol of warmth and comfort.\n* **Log**: Used by Jameson to add fuel to the fireplace, creating warmth and light.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n* **Kaldheim Plane**: The plane where the story takes place, characterized by harsh weather conditions (subzero temperatures, blizzards).\n* **Magic System**: Based on mana, which comes in different colors and types (red, black, icy blue). Characters use this mana to perform various magical feats.\n* **Planewalking Limitations**: Due to unknown circumstances, Planeswalking is currently unavailable for Blayne, Varia, and Henry.\n* **AEthers Disruption**: The AEthers' absence affects the characters' ability to communicate or travel magically.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n* **Geography**: The story takes place on the Kaldheim plane, which features vast snowy landscapes, mountains, and potentially other geographical formations.\n* **Politics**: No explicit mention of politics or governing systems in the story.\n* **Social Hierarchy**: None mentioned; however, the presence of a hunter/trapper like Jameson suggests a relatively low-tech society.\n* **Laws**: Unspecified laws or rules govern the world, though it's clear that there are certain expectations and norms regarding behavior and interactions.\n\nThese explanations provide a detailed understanding of the characters, world, and magical system within the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThey all sank down around the fire that was crackling in a small brick fireplace in the middle of the floor. The smoke from it rose up and disappeared through a tiny hole in the ceiling.\n\n\"Come on, get out of them wet clothes. You're gonna die like that.\" The man said, shuffling around them.\n\nThey all stripped to their underwear near the warm fire, happy to lose all the wetness that clung to them. Henry blushed a bit when he saw Varia in her wet black underwear and he was just in his pale boxers. It made him think a little of Robin and what she would look like in her underwear. Then, he realized that he actually didn't even know what she really looked like. The dwarf spoke up and broke his train of thoughts.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Now, name's McDoogle, Jameson McDoogle. I'm a hunter and trapper in these parts. Where in all are you from?\" The dwarf asked, sitting in a plush chair across the fire from them.\n\n\"We're... we're from... far away... where it's not so cold.\" Blayne mumbled, holding his hands close to the fire.\n\n\"Yea... a spell went wrong... now we're stuck here.\" Henry nodded.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Must've been some kinda spell. I don't know anyone that could jump half-way 'round the world by mistake. Cold here in these mountains covers most a Kaldheim and only a few little bits aren't buried in snow. And even in those places, you'd be catching a cold in clothes like these.\" Jameson said as he gestured to their clothes sitting on the ground around the fire.\n\n\"We weren't outside at the time the spell was cast.\" Varia said quickly.\n\n\"Uh-huh. Well, there's some stew in the pot there over the fire. Help yourselves, I've already had my fill. I'm not one to turn away those in need and you three look plum tuckered. I've got an extra room in the back, though it's only got one bed. I 'magine one of ya is gonna sleep on the floor.\" Jameson said, jabbing his thumb over his shoulder.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"If you don't mind, I'll just sleep by the fire here.\" Henry said, scooting a tad closer to the flames.\n\n\"Suit yourself. Here's a blanket.\" Jameson said, pulling a knitted blanket off the back of his chair. He walked it around the fire to him, \"Just don't let any hot coals get on that, I knitted it me self.\"\n\n\"Thanks.\" Blayne said.\n\n\"Yea, thanks.\" Varia nodded.\n\n\"Very much.\" Henry sighed as he wrapped himself in the blanket.\n\n\"And thank you for letting us sleep in the bed.\" Varia whispered to Henry.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Eh, I'd feel bad if you two had to sleep apart.\" Henry shrugged, \"And I really want to stay by the fire.\"\n\nBlayne chuckled softly, rubbing his hands together again. Jameson grabbed a log from next to the wall and set it on the fire, throwing sparks up to the ceiling.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nVaria cuddled closer to Blayne under the thick, woolen blankets. They were both naked, their underwear hanging nearby as it dried. It was very relaxing to finally have a warm bed to rest in.\n\n\"Hey Blayne... it's a little cold. Want to warm the bed up?\" Varia whispered, teasing a finger across his chest.\n\n\"Mmmm... I'm already so tired...\" Blayne grumbled with a small smirk.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I'll do it all.\" Varia said, kissing him, \"You saved us today anyway.\"\n\n\"Hey now, you and Henry helped too. I didn't do it all myself.\" Blayne said, putting an arm around her waist.\n\n\"Whatever.\" She mumbled, pressing her lips to his again. He kissed her in return and their tongues pressed together. The bed was definitely getting warmer already as they touched one another and made out.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBlayne grabbed her cute little butt and leaned back to look at her.\n\n\"Varia, is it bad that I miss this? Hurriedly making love in strange worlds and exotic places?\" Blayne said, caressing her bottom in both hands.\n\n\"I don't know, I like it too.\" Varia said with a sheepish little grin.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe rubbed her crotch against him, squirming about in her desire.\n\n\"Go ahead and turn around. I want a piece of your delicious little pussy.\" Blayne said, squeezing her butt again.\n\nVaria smiled lustily and crawled about under the blankets. Her butt poked out from the covers and she straddled his face. He could feel her tongue sliding up and down his half-erect cock.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"It's been entirely too long since I saw that.\" He said, staring at her damp slit in the dark. He teased his tongue up and down it, making Varia coo in pleasure.\n\n\"Mmmm... I missed the taste of your cock. It feels like weeks since I had it last.\" Varia said, as she sucked on his head.\n\nBlayne pushed his tongue between her hot lips and she moaned happily. Her fuzzy red pubes tickled his nose as he licked deeper. He had always liked her red hair, especially down here. It was sexy and somehow naughtier than other colors of hair.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nVaria sucked the entire length of his dick, her mind spinning from the stimulation. Her pussy tingled with pleasure and her nose was completely overwhelmed by his scent. Down here under the thick covers, his musk was strong and it made her even hornier. She squirmed and rubbed her pussy against his mouth needily.\n\n\"Alright, alright. I get it.\" Blayne chuckled, pushing a finger into her wet pussy. She gave a sudden moan and jerked her mouth off his head. He gently slid in a second finger and started to rub her. He knew exactly where to touch to make her scream and cry, having fingered her to an orgasm dozens of times before.\n\nShe moaned and panted, her cheek pressed to his thigh as he skillfully rubbed her pussy. His other hand caressed her buttocks and slipped a wet finger into her ass, making her pussy clench tightly. His fingers dug into her G spot and she drooled down his leg. Her hand was wrapped around his throbbing erection and she rubbed it half-heartedly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Blayne... ohh Blayne, yes!\" Varia whimpered, her body ruled by ecstasy and desire.\n\nHe thumbed her clit and she came with a cute little spurt of girlcum. Her body shuddered and she pushed her face against his leg. It left her panting and limp, body tingling all over from the glorious bliss of her orgasm.\n\n\"You're so easy.\" Blayne snickered, his finger up her bum still teasing back and forth gently. Her butt clenched and she pulled away from him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Shut... shut up.\" Varia breathed, crawling off him. The cold air of the room brushed across his chest as her soft skin slipped away. She turned back around and straddled his waist, pussy poised above his cock. She gave a shuddering cry as it pierced her cunt. It sank deep inside her and she collapsed on his chest, twitching with pleasure. She she lay there on his chest, he hugged tightly to her and rolled his pelvis back and forth. His cock slipped slowly in and out of her pussy, making her moan further.\n\n\"Mmmm, your body is so good.\" Blayne whispered in her ear as he cupped her butt and gently penetrated her more.\n\n\"What is it... with you... and my bum?\" Varia asked between breaths.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I like butts and yours is the only one I'm allowed to touch. So I want to touch it and feel it and squeeze it as much as I can. You'd kill me if I did this in front of anyone.\" Blayne said, massaging her booty.\n\n\"Yea, I would.\" She gasped as his cock nudged against her cervix. Her entire body was bristling with the pleasures of sex right now. She could feel it through her entire body. Her breasts tingled as her hard nipples rubbed against his chest. Her heart pounded wildly, trying to get enough oxygen to her brain through all the chemicals that were drowning it. Her entire lower body was numb with pleasure, her pussy totally full with his stiff tool. Even her butt seemed to feel good as his fingers teased and squeezed the soft flesh.\n\nThey kissed hungrily, trading saliva with each pass of their tongues. They were getting completely lost in the pleasures of their mutual embrace. Blayne began to thrust harder, his own orgasm nearing. He held her butt tighter and shoved against her pussy, cock driving powerfully in and out of it. Varia's tongue lolled out as she moaned in response. He shoved himself deep into her and grunted loudly. His cock twitched and his balls released their pent-up load.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWonderful hot seed flooded Varia's womb and her mind reeled. She cried loudly, arching her back with uncontrollable pleasure. He thrust into her once more and the last of his cum spurted into her full womb. They both fell limp, panting heavily and hugging one another's sweaty bodies.\n\n\"Blayne... I... I love you.\" Varia breathed, holding tight to him.\n\n\"I love you too Varia.\" Blayne sighed, closing his eyes. He tugged the blankets back up over their shoulders and wrapped him arms tightly around his wife.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nEven in the cold, desolation of the Kaldheim mountains, hot, passionate love finds itself.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but described as a tall, muscular man.\n - Personality: Bethol seems to be a pragmatic and level-headed individual who tries to keep Fiona safe. However, he has moments of frustration and exasperation due to her stubbornness. He appears to be quite experienced in dealing with danger and navigating complex situations.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: Bethol has access to a Translocation-Ring, which allows him to teleport short distances. He is skilled in combat and diplomacy.\n - Relationships: Bethol is employed by Fiona Greenfield and shows concern for her safety. He has a complicated history with Wyrda in Darkglade, which affects his relationship with Fiona.\n\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Described as a golden-haired woman with a stubborn expression.\n - Personality: Fiona is depicted as strong-willed, headstrong, and determined. She refuses to stay behind when Bethol goes on missions and often clashes with his suggestions.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: Fiona employs Bethol as her bodyguard and is fiercely protective of him.\n\n3. **Goblin Officer (Red-Cloaked)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a short, green-skinned creature wearing a bright red tunic that is several sizes too large for him.\n - Personality: The goblin officer is depicted as melodramatic, zealous, and hot-headed. He is prone to making grand declarations and issuing commands without thinking them through.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: The goblin officer appears to be in charge of the goblin forces in the underground town and is determined to protect his territory.\n\n4. **Warden**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but described as a short, green-skinned creature with stubby fingers.\n - Personality: The warden is shown to be annoyed and sarcastic, particularly when interacting with Bethol.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: The warden is responsible for guarding prisoners in the goblin prison.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Basilisk Powder**: A mysterious powder that causes disorientation and temporary blindness. Its effects are not fully understood, but it seems to be used by the goblins for crowd control or intimidation.\n2. **Translocation-Ring**: An enchanted ring that allows Bethol to teleport short distances. It is not clear how this magic works or what its limitations are.\n3. **Goblin Behavior**: The goblins in the story seem to have a tribal-like society, with a strict hierarchy and a tendency towards drama and posturing. They appear to be fiercely protective of their territory and are willing to use force to defend it.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Tar-Smoked Torches**: Used by Bethol to provide light in the dark tunnels. Their tar-soaked composition suggests they may be flammable and potentially hazardous.\n2. **Cylindrical Lanterns**: Used by the goblins to provide light in their underground town. These lanterns contain crystals that emit a soft glow, suggesting they may be magical in nature.\n3. **Dagger**: A sharp, curved blade dropped by the warden. Bethol initially hesitates to pick it up due to its association with violence, but ultimately decides it is necessary for self-defense.\n4. **Primitive Spears**: Used by the goblin soldiers as a primary weapon. Their design suggests they may be made from locally available materials and are likely effective at close range.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Magic System**: The story touches on various forms of magic, including the Translocation-Ring and the cylindrical lanterns. It is unclear how these magics work or what their limitations are.\n2. **Goblin Society**: The goblins in the story appear to have a tribal-like society with a strict hierarchy and a tendency towards drama and posturing.\n3. **Geography**: The story takes place in the Shada mountain range, where a narrow canyon called the Pass of Yagân cuts through the mountains. The goblins have established an underground town within the caverns.\n4. **Politics**: The goblins seem to have a system of governance, with a king or leader who makes decisions about their territory and people. The goblin officer appears to be subordinate to this authority.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **The Spear Steppes**: A region in the northern part of the world where the Shada mountain range is located.\n2. **Darkglade**: A location where Bethol had a previous encounter with Wyrda, which affected his relationship with Fiona.\n3. **Cross Watch**: A city where Bethol spent time after a night out at the Broken Sword tavern, resulting in multiple hangovers.\n4. **Cantor**: A city that Bethol mentions as a potential destination if he and Fiona have to walk back on their own two legs.\n\nThese details provide insight into the characters, world, and magic system of the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAuthor's Preface:\nI failed horribly when it came to keeping this chapter \"short and concise\" like i promised, so I decided to split it into two separate parts. Part 1 is mostly story and atmosphere, whereas Part 2 has all the dirty sex scenes in it. Hopefully I'll manage to keep the next chapter below 4000 words...\n\nA sharp wind blew through the rocky Pass of Yagân, a long, narrow canyon that cut it's path through the Shada mountain range in the northern part of the Spear Steppes. The pass was supposedly named after some ancient warlord who'd won a great victory on it's craggy slopes, but the tale of that bygone war was now long-forgotten; even the native tribes who'd lived in the area for dozens of generations remembered no stories of Yagân or those he had fought. Slavers would occasionally use the canyon to bypass the local Thûrdu tribe, who had little love for such a vile profession, but aside from that you would be hard pressed to find much life in the desolate Shada Mountains. That is, if you only searched the surface...\n\nIt had taken him several hours to find among the innumerable side paths that littered the canyon, so when Bethol finally spotted the large cave-opening hidden away atop a tall mountain trail he couldn't help doubting whether or not it was really the entrance he'd been searching for. But those worries were quickly dispelled once the mercenary moved closer to the wide cavern fissure and saw the huge wooden sign that had been planted in the rocky soil just beside the opening, which was covered with crude drawings of various different blood-covered weapons and a few poorly spelled warnings against \"trespassers\", all clear indicators that this was more than just some random cavern entrance.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nYep, this is it, thought the mercenary as peered into the dark passageway.\n\nGoblin territory...\n\n\"You are not leaving me behind this time.\"\n\nThe stern, feminine voice caused Bethol to nearly jump two feet into air, as he had been so focused on the cavern entrance before him that he hadn't noticed the young noblewoman walking up to him. With a few curses muttered under his breath he turned around to face the source of the voice.\n\n\"Please don't sneak up on me like that; I almost fouled my fucking pants.\" said the mercenary with a pained voice.\n\nFiona Greenfield stood before him with a stubborn expression on her face, her attempt at a dignified posture ruined by the howling wind around them as it forced her to tightly grasp her wide-shaded hat with her left hand, lest it was carried away by the strong current.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol glanced past the golden-haired lady and looked down the rocky path behind her.\n\n\"Where're the horses?\" he asked her worriedly.\n\nFiona raised her remaining glove-covered hand and pointed further down the jagged slope.\n\n\"I left them near that small spring we passed earlier. Don't worry: I made sure they were well-secured to a nearby rock before I went to go look for you.\"\n\nThe mercenary fixed her with a concerned glance.\n\n\"That's all well and good Fiona, but don't you think it's pretty risky leaving our mounts by themselves like that? It really would be best if you just stayed back and...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"NO!\" exclaimed the blonde woman in a demanding tone of voice.\n\n\"I refuse to stay behind while you do the work I'm supposed to be doing! You're taking me with you down that cavern, and that's the end of that! Or were you hoping to go alone because you wanted to find some easily-impressionable goblin girls for you to seduce? Pervert...\"\n\nBethol heaved a resigned sigh; Fiona still hadn't forgiven him for what'd happened with Wyrda back in Darkglade even though a couple of weeks had already passed, and ever since then the normally-reasonable girl would take any opportunity to rebel against his experienced suggestions purely for the sake of spiting him. And judging from her headstrong expression it seemed like this was one of those moments...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Alright, you're the boss...\" the mercenary replied with a nonchalant shrug.\n\n\"Just don't come complaining if we have to walk back to Cantor on our own two legs because some lucky bandit made off with our horses.\"\n\nWith that he turned back to the wide cave-opening, and after igniting one of the tar-soaked torches he'd brought along he fearlessly stepped into the dark passageway, with his audacious employer in tow.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt turned out that the dark cave ended in an equally-as-dark tunnel, which was so narrow that Bethol was only half a hands-breadth away from striking the cavernous ceiling with his head as he and Fiona walked further down the rocky corridor. The darkness was absolutely overwhelming, and while the torch provided them with a comforting radius of light around them it didn't do much to quell the tunnel's oppressive and claustrophobic atmosphere, which had quickly snuffed out most of the two mountain-delvers' courage. Things got even worse when the tunnel suddenly divided into three separate pathways, now that the fear of being lost was added to their unpleasant descent, as the two of them were forced to just pick a direction at random and pray that it would actually lead them the right way.\n\nBethol was actually quite impressed with his young employer: she hadn't uttered a single word of complaint since she'd followed him through the cave-opening, nor had she ever shown any signs of a faltering resolve despite their oppressive surroundings. In fact, the only thing that betrayed her inner discomfort was how silent she was as she trailed wordlessly after the mercenary, since Fiona would always fill out the silence of the road with the kind of meaningless chit-chat that women seemed to be so fond of.\n\n\"So...\" Bethol began hesitantly, hoping to lighten the mood with some small-talk of his own<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"If we do end up encountering any goblins down here you should let me do the talking, at least in the beginning. Those green-skinned little scoundrels aren't known for being very aggressive, but apparently they're supposed to be very protective of their territories.\"\n\nA few moments passed before Fiona finally replied, a faint tremor of anxiety marring her voice.\n\n\"Stop talking about them like they're animals. As long as we calmly explain our reasons for coming down here I'm sure they'll be welcoming us with open arms.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol was just about to reply with some sceptical remark when he noticed a dim source of light move towards them from the opposite end of the tunnel, accompanied by the faint sound of feet cracking against the rocky ground. He immediately signalled for Fiona to stop.\n\n\"Why are we...\" was all she managed to say before Bethol abruptly turned around and pressed the sizzling torch into her trembling hands.\n\n\"Be ready to run if things turn sour Fiona. Don't worry about me, just run and don't look back.\" said the mercenary in a quiet, serious voice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe blonde noblewoman could only nod timidly in response, after which Bethol flashed her a reassuring smile and then turned his attention back to the strange light source.\n\nThe two of them stood fixed in place as they waited for the unknown illumination to draw closer, beads of sweat nervously trailing down their foreheads while they listened to the sound of approaching footsteps with baited breaths. The air was so heavy with tension that when the dim light finally came within proper line of sight it felt almost anticlimactic: It turned out to be a small cylindrical lantern fastened to the top of a wooden pole, carried by a short, green-skinned creature with long pointy ears. The goblin's eyes were wide with shock as he looked up at the strange duo towering above him, and before either Bethol or Fiona had a chance to speak he opened up his mouth and loudly yelled in a shrill voice:\n\n\"INVAAADDDDEEERRRSSSSS! INVAAADDDEEERRRSSS!\"\n\nThe sharp shriek echoed out through the tunnel, and it didn't take long before the cry was answered by a chorus of different voices from both ends of the narrow tunnel, as a dozen or so small, greenish shapes suddenly appeared from the darkness and surrounded Fiona and her bodyguard. The goblins were all armed with primitive spears, short wooden shields and a haphazard collection of miscellaneous armour pieces with vastly different designs, which they wore over sets of clothes that were just as mismatched. One of them stood out particularly: He wore a bright red tunic that might have once served as some kind of army uniform, but it was hard to tell in it's current condition since the dirty fabric was draped across the goblin's small frame like some sort of cloak, due it obviously being quite a few sizes too large for him.\n\n\"Who dares invade our peaceful realm?\" exclaimed the red-cloaked goblin, his voice just as high-pitched as the one carrying the lantern.\n\nFiona took a small step forward, prompting a few threatening spear-rustles from the nearest goblins, before she audibly cleared her throat and began to speak in an almost ceremonial tone of voice:<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but described as a tall, muscular man.\n - Personality: Bethol seems to be a pragmatic and level-headed individual who tries to keep Fiona safe. However, he has moments of frustration and exasperation due to her stubbornness. He appears to be quite experienced in dealing with danger and navigating complex situations.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: Bethol has access to a Translocation-Ring, which allows him to teleport short distances. He is skilled in combat and diplomacy.\n - Relationships: Bethol is employed by Fiona Greenfield and shows concern for her safety. He has a complicated history with Wyrda in Darkglade, which affects his relationship with Fiona.\n\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Described as a golden-haired woman with a stubborn expression.\n - Personality: Fiona is depicted as strong-willed, headstrong, and determined. She refuses to stay behind when Bethol goes on missions and often clashes with his suggestions.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: Fiona employs Bethol as her bodyguard and is fiercely protective of him.\n\n3. **Goblin Officer (Red-Cloaked)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a short, green-skinned creature wearing a bright red tunic that is several sizes too large for him.\n - Personality: The goblin officer is depicted as melodramatic, zealous, and hot-headed. He is prone to making grand declarations and issuing commands without thinking them through.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: The goblin officer appears to be in charge of the goblin forces in the underground town and is determined to protect his territory.\n\n4. **Warden**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but described as a short, green-skinned creature with stubby fingers.\n - Personality: The warden is shown to be annoyed and sarcastic, particularly when interacting with Bethol.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: The warden is responsible for guarding prisoners in the goblin prison.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Basilisk Powder**: A mysterious powder that causes disorientation and temporary blindness. Its effects are not fully understood, but it seems to be used by the goblins for crowd control or intimidation.\n2. **Translocation-Ring**: An enchanted ring that allows Bethol to teleport short distances. It is not clear how this magic works or what its limitations are.\n3. **Goblin Behavior**: The goblins in the story seem to have a tribal-like society, with a strict hierarchy and a tendency towards drama and posturing. They appear to be fiercely protective of their territory and are willing to use force to defend it.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Tar-Smoked Torches**: Used by Bethol to provide light in the dark tunnels. Their tar-soaked composition suggests they may be flammable and potentially hazardous.\n2. **Cylindrical Lanterns**: Used by the goblins to provide light in their underground town. These lanterns contain crystals that emit a soft glow, suggesting they may be magical in nature.\n3. **Dagger**: A sharp, curved blade dropped by the warden. Bethol initially hesitates to pick it up due to its association with violence, but ultimately decides it is necessary for self-defense.\n4. **Primitive Spears**: Used by the goblin soldiers as a primary weapon. Their design suggests they may be made from locally available materials and are likely effective at close range.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Magic System**: The story touches on various forms of magic, including the Translocation-Ring and the cylindrical lanterns. It is unclear how these magics work or what their limitations are.\n2. **Goblin Society**: The goblins in the story appear to have a tribal-like society with a strict hierarchy and a tendency towards drama and posturing.\n3. **Geography**: The story takes place in the Shada mountain range, where a narrow canyon called the Pass of Yagân cuts through the mountains. The goblins have established an underground town within the caverns.\n4. **Politics**: The goblins seem to have a system of governance, with a king or leader who makes decisions about their territory and people. The goblin officer appears to be subordinate to this authority.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **The Spear Steppes**: A region in the northern part of the world where the Shada mountain range is located.\n2. **Darkglade**: A location where Bethol had a previous encounter with Wyrda, which affected his relationship with Fiona.\n3. **Cross Watch**: A city where Bethol spent time after a night out at the Broken Sword tavern, resulting in multiple hangovers.\n4. **Cantor**: A city that Bethol mentions as a potential destination if he and Fiona have to walk back on their own two legs.\n\nThese details provide insight into the characters, world, and magic system of the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I am Fiona Greenfield from the city of Cranagh, and this is my body-servant Bethol. I have come here for a visit of diplomacy and friendship, hoping to share information and bridge the gap that has divided our two races for...\"\n\n\"SPY! SHE'S A SPY!\"\n\nThe uniformed goblin interrupted the blonde woman with another shrill outcry, his bony finger pointing at her in an overly-dramatic fashion.\n\n\"Do not think to fool me with your cunning lies, human, for I can clearly see through your evil schemes: You're here to spy on us, to prepare for an invasion of our sacred caverns!\"\n\nThe noblewoman's eyes widened with disbelief.\n\n\"No! That's not true at all! I assure you that I'm no spy, and I know nothing of any supposed \"invasion\" of these mountains.\" she replied vehemently.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Aha! Hear how desperately she tries to deny the truth my brothers, but we shall not be deceived!\" bellowed the small creature, his high-pitched voice trembling with zeal.\n\n\"Seize them, and throw them in the dungeons! The King shall decide their fate!\"\n\nThe other goblins took a few hesitant steps towards the outraged woman, but ended up quickly backing away after Bethol placed himself in their path and fixed them with a threatening glare.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ehh boss, can't we do something about the big guy first?\" complained one of the spear-wielding Goblins.\n\n\"The wife is gonna be mighty disappointed if I end up getting a black eye from one of those oversized fists of his.\"\n\nThe uniformed goblin shot his underling an annoyed glare.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Surely a fully armed battalion of the King's finest soldiers would have no trouble vanquishing a single human thug?\" exclaimed the red-cloaked officer, in his usual melodramatic voice.\n\nNone of the \"soldiers\" responded to the challenge, with many of them looking down at their feet in embarrassment.\n\n\"Fine! Bring out the Basilisk Powder then!\" proclaimed the melodramatic goblin, after heaving a disappointed sigh.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe soldier who had complained earlier responded with a crude salute as well as a half-hearted \"Yes sir!\", before he then withdrew a small black pouch from one of his mouldy pockets and emptied it's contents into his open palm, which turned out to be a pile of orange powder.\n\n\"Now now, how about we all calm down a bit, alright?\" said Bethol in his most diplomatic voice. \"We've already told you that we aren't spies, so there's no need for...\"\n\nThat was as far the mercenary managed to get before the green-skinned soldier unceremoniously threw his handful of Basilisk Powder directly into his face. Bethol cried out in surprise and threw up his hands to batter away the foul-smelling powder from eyes and his nose, but it was already too late: The mercenary's vision quickly grew blurry and unfocused, while a loud resonating sound filled out his ears and drowned out every other noise in the narrow tunnel. He felt himself stumble around for a few wobbly steps before everything began to turn black, the last thing he heard before losing consciousness being a panicked feminine scream...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe first thing Bethol felt after regaining consciousness was a pounding headache, one that reminded him of the many hangovers he'd suffered through back in Cross Watch after a long night in the Broken Sword; the next thing he felt being a faint itching sensation all across his face. He raised himself up from the rocky ground with a pained groan, before opening up his crusty eyes and letting out another dismayed grunt as he found himself surrounded by thick metal bars.\n\nGreat...I'm in a goblin prison. And I though I'd seen it all...\n\nHe peered through the bars of the prison-cell and saw that he was in some kind of large natural cavern illuminated by another one of those cylindrical lanterns he'd seen back in the tunnels, with rows of grated cages lined up against the wall and a small table placed on the opposite side, where one of the spear-wielding goblins from earlier could be found sitting with a bored expression on his face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hey! Hey you!\" shouted Bethol from inside the cramped cell.\n\nThe prison-warden glanced towards the mercenary with an annoyed expression on his angular face.\n\n\"What happened to the girl I was with? Where did you do to her?\" Bethol continued in a worried voice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Relax Prince Charming.\" snorted the goblin sarcastically.\n\n\"Your girlfriend is in the royal dungeons. Male prisoners and female prisoners needs to be separated from one another you know; that's just common sense.\"\n\nHe then made a brief, high-pitched chuckle.\n\n\"But don't worry, I'm sure the two of you will be reunited once the King has decided what to do with you; although who knows how long that's gonna take...\"\n\nA wave of relief passed through the imprisoned mercenary; even though Fiona was way to headstrong for her own good, as well as being quite a pain in the ass to deal with on a regular basis, he still wouldn't want any harm to come to his over-enthusiastic employer. But Bethol couldn't rest easy yet, not when his client was being held captive in some rotten goblin prison, so he quickly decided to look for some way out of his own little prison-cell. The metal bars that surrounded him were too sturdy too break, and it seemed unlikely that he would be able to strike some sort of deal with the warden, but luckily the goblins had forgotten to search his body after knocking him out, and so Bethol managed to fish out his Translocation-Ring from it's usual hiding spot underneath his shirt. The mercenary didn't trust too much in magic, sorcery and other kinds of unnatural crap, which is why he would only rarely make use of the enchanted ring, but he didn't appear to have any other options at the moment, so he quickly slipped it on his right hand and waited for the dull metal to vibrate, all the while keeping his eyes closed and fixing his mind on the cavern wall just behind the bored-looking guard...\n\nBLINK<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol opened his eyes and found himself staring down at the back of the prison-warden's head, who was too busy cleaning the nails on his stubby fingers with a small dagger to notice that his only prisoner had escaped from his cage. Still, the mercenary couldn't risk him later alerting the rest of his company...\n\n\"Sorry little guy...\" whispered Bethol as he raised his right hand into the air.\n\nThe goblin's head jerked up in response.\n\n\"What the...\"\n\nBut that was all he managed to say before the mercenary's fist smashed into his right temple, throwing him out of his char and down unto the stony ground into a motionless heap. Bethol made sure to briefly check the unconsciousness prison-warden for any serious injuries, and was happy to conclude that the goblin probably wouldn't suffer any permanent damage; at least besides a major headache once the poor creature woke up. The mercenary was just about to head for the exit when a faint glimmer caught his eyes: a reflection of light from the small dagger that the goblin had dropped on ground after getting knocked out...\n\nA sudden taste of bile filled Bethol's mouth as peered down at the sharp steel, and it didn't have anything to do with the spots of nail-filth near it's tip...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nPull yourself together Bethol! You're in the middle of hostile territory, without any means of defending yourself; you need that weapon! Bethol wordlessly berated himself.\n\nThe horrible taste in his throat grew stronger as the mercenary shakily extended his hand toward the curved blade and grasped it's primitive hilt.\n\nYour vow won't change the past...\n\nHe tried his best to hold fast unto the small dagger despite the bile rising in his throat and the violent shivering of his hand, but he couldn't maintain his grip for long and so ended up throwing the deadly instrument across the empty cavern, causing an audible clang to echo out through the room as it struck the rocky wall.\n\nCoward...\n\nThe word reverberated through his mind as he bolted through the nearby wooden door and fled into the dark tunnels outside...<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but described as a tall, muscular man.\n - Personality: Bethol seems to be a pragmatic and level-headed individual who tries to keep Fiona safe. However, he has moments of frustration and exasperation due to her stubbornness. He appears to be quite experienced in dealing with danger and navigating complex situations.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: Bethol has access to a Translocation-Ring, which allows him to teleport short distances. He is skilled in combat and diplomacy.\n - Relationships: Bethol is employed by Fiona Greenfield and shows concern for her safety. He has a complicated history with Wyrda in Darkglade, which affects his relationship with Fiona.\n\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Described as a golden-haired woman with a stubborn expression.\n - Personality: Fiona is depicted as strong-willed, headstrong, and determined. She refuses to stay behind when Bethol goes on missions and often clashes with his suggestions.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: Fiona employs Bethol as her bodyguard and is fiercely protective of him.\n\n3. **Goblin Officer (Red-Cloaked)**:\n - Appearance: Described as a short, green-skinned creature wearing a bright red tunic that is several sizes too large for him.\n - Personality: The goblin officer is depicted as melodramatic, zealous, and hot-headed. He is prone to making grand declarations and issuing commands without thinking them through.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: The goblin officer appears to be in charge of the goblin forces in the underground town and is determined to protect his territory.\n\n4. **Warden**:\n - Appearance: Not explicitly stated, but described as a short, green-skinned creature with stubby fingers.\n - Personality: The warden is shown to be annoyed and sarcastic, particularly when interacting with Bethol.\n - Special Abilities/Equipment: None mentioned in the provided text.\n - Relationships: The warden is responsible for guarding prisoners in the goblin prison.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Basilisk Powder**: A mysterious powder that causes disorientation and temporary blindness. Its effects are not fully understood, but it seems to be used by the goblins for crowd control or intimidation.\n2. **Translocation-Ring**: An enchanted ring that allows Bethol to teleport short distances. It is not clear how this magic works or what its limitations are.\n3. **Goblin Behavior**: The goblins in the story seem to have a tribal-like society, with a strict hierarchy and a tendency towards drama and posturing. They appear to be fiercely protective of their territory and are willing to use force to defend it.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Tar-Smoked Torches**: Used by Bethol to provide light in the dark tunnels. Their tar-soaked composition suggests they may be flammable and potentially hazardous.\n2. **Cylindrical Lanterns**: Used by the goblins to provide light in their underground town. These lanterns contain crystals that emit a soft glow, suggesting they may be magical in nature.\n3. **Dagger**: A sharp, curved blade dropped by the warden. Bethol initially hesitates to pick it up due to its association with violence, but ultimately decides it is necessary for self-defense.\n4. **Primitive Spears**: Used by the goblin soldiers as a primary weapon. Their design suggests they may be made from locally available materials and are likely effective at close range.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Magic System**: The story touches on various forms of magic, including the Translocation-Ring and the cylindrical lanterns. It is unclear how these magics work or what their limitations are.\n2. **Goblin Society**: The goblins in the story appear to have a tribal-like society with a strict hierarchy and a tendency towards drama and posturing.\n3. **Geography**: The story takes place in the Shada mountain range, where a narrow canyon called the Pass of Yagân cuts through the mountains. The goblins have established an underground town within the caverns.\n4. **Politics**: The goblins seem to have a system of governance, with a king or leader who makes decisions about their territory and people. The goblin officer appears to be subordinate to this authority.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **The Spear Steppes**: A region in the northern part of the world where the Shada mountain range is located.\n2. **Darkglade**: A location where Bethol had a previous encounter with Wyrda, which affected his relationship with Fiona.\n3. **Cross Watch**: A city where Bethol spent time after a night out at the Broken Sword tavern, resulting in multiple hangovers.\n4. **Cantor**: A city that Bethol mentions as a potential destination if he and Fiona have to walk back on their own two legs.\n\nThese details provide insight into the characters, world, and magic system of the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhen Bethol finally regained his senses he found himself surrounded by pitch black darkness, completely disorientated and with no clue as to which way he was supposed to go. His only option at that point was to just pick a random direction and stumble forward through the darkness by using the rocky tunnel-walls as a means of orientation. The mercenary had always prided himself on his ability to keep his spirits high in bad situations, and yet even he found it difficult not to sink into despair as he blindly crawled his way through the labyrinthine tunnels, but right as Bethol's morale was nearing it's lowest point he had a miraculous stroke of good luck: a faint, dull light suddenly appeared at the edge of his vision.\n\nThe desperate mercenary rushed toward it as fast as he could, not even caring if it was another goblin patrol, but fortunately it turned out to just be the broken remains of one of those strange cylindrical lanterns. Looking closer at the contraption made him realize that the dull light actually originated from a large, palm-sized crystal that would normally be encased in a small glass box; although in this case the lantern was completely smashed to bits, leaving the bright crystal to lie on the stone floor in between a heap of shattered glass. Bethol didn't hesitate to pick up the glowing gem, and while it's chipped surface felt unnaturally warm against his hand it didn't seem to be dangerous in any way, which meant he could use it to light his way through the dark tunnels.\n\nWell, now I can see where I'm going at least. It would be nice if I also knew how to find Fiona in this god-forsaken mountain, but hey, I'll take what I can get...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWith the aid of the radiating crystal Bethol was able to move through the tunnels at a much faster rate, and so it didn't take long before the mercenary spotted yet another glimmer of light around the corner of one of the nearby stony corridors, although this time he found it hard to believe his own eyes, as it appeared to be rays of natural sunlight that was spilling out across the tunnel-walls, rather than the kind of artificial light one would expect to find this deep underground...\n\nBut his eyes hadn't actually deceived him, for when Bethol passed around the corner he was met with an awesome sight: A gigantic cavern-chamber that continued for miles without end, with a ceiling that appeared to have been split wide open by some past earthquake and so allowed a generous amount of sunlight to pass through it, almost enough to make Bethol think he was back on the surface. The tunnel he'd come from ended on a small plateau high above the cavern floor and gave him a perfect view of the astounding underground-valley, where he saw that a large part of the massive cave was actually covered by a great number of small, shabby huts, lined up against each other in the manner of a sprawling shanty town, and judging from the numerous high-pitched voices that echoed out through the mountain chamber it seemed fairly obvious whom they belonged too...\n\nThe incredulous mercenary whistled admiringly.\n\nI'll be damned...Never thought I'd see an actual goblin town, let alone an underground one. Perhaps Fiona's crazy theories ain't so crazy after all...\n\nSpeaking of Fiona: Bethol had to assume that the girl was imprisoned somewhere down in that town, although it was impossible for him to guess where the \"royal dungeon\" would be, even up from his convenient vantage point. And since he couldn't possibly search the entire town by himself, he would have to find someone that could show him the way...\n\nAfter climbing down from the tall plateau Bethol only needed to walk a mile or so across the stony cavern floor before the first rows of shoddy huts appeared before him, at which point the mercenary felt the need to crouch down and employ a bit of stealth; he didn't want to alert any potential guardsmen by just blatantly waltzing into the town. As he crept alongside the edges of the goblin settlement he was awarded with a few glimpses past the rows of ramshackle houses, where he saw streets filled with crowds of green-skinned goblins milling about their daily lives, a sight that would have reminded him of any typical human village if it wasn't for the cavernous landscape and the strange lighting; although the fissure in the ceiling was fairly wide it still didn't allow enough sunlight to pass through so as to completely ward off the darkness of being underground.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAt one point Bethol was edging his way past what appeared to be some kind of warehouse that lay near the outskirts of the town, when he spotted a gap between the nearby buildings that allowed him to slip into an isolated alleyway. But even if he kept himself to these secluded back-alleys he would still eventually be spotted by some of the townsfolk, so he stopped crouching down and instead started to walk with wide, confident strides; after all, the best way to keep yourself from being noticed in a foreign place was to simply act like you belonged there.\n\nInitially the trick seemed to work, since the first group of goblins he encountered merely regarded him with a curious glance as they passed each other on the stony street, but regardless of how well he carried himself he still couldn't change the fact that he was a human walking around a goblin town, which meant that curious glances were probably the best he could hope for in terms of reactions. This became evident after attempting several times to approach some of the townspeople he met on the streets, wearing his most friendly smile in the hopes of asking them where the \"royal dungeons\" was located, but he never managed to strike up a conversation; the townspeople's responses ranging between simply ignoring him, rudely telling him to \"bugger off\", or, in the case of the mother carrying a pair green-skinned children on her arms, running away in fear.\n\nIn hindsight, I probably should've interrogated that warden before knocking him out... Bethol regretfully thought to himself after yet another failed attempt to ask for directions.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBut barely had the thought passed through his mind before he heard a shrill yell pierce the air:\n\n\"The invader! He's escaped!\"\n\nThe mercenary looked up to see a familiar group of spear-wielding goblins standing further down the street, led by the very same red-garbed officer from before. He raised one of his stubby fingers to point directly at Bethol.\n\n\"Men! Seize him, before any harm befalls the citizens you've sworn to protect! Don't let this surface spy have his way with our dear city!\" yelled the goblin in a high-pitched voice.\n\nNone of the nearby \"citizens\" seemed to be very impressed by his little speech, with some of them even rolling their eyes or performing mock salutes at the melodramatic officer, but the spear-wielding soldiers took his words to heart and started running towards the surprised mercenary. Bethol didn't have much time to think or plan ahead, so he simply fled in the opposite direction.The goblins turned out to be fairly fast despite their short legs and so began closing in on the fleeing mercenary, who quickly realized he couldn't shake them off if he kept sticking to the outlying alleys he'd been using so far, which is why he took a sharp right turn as soon as the opportunity presented itself at a nearby crossroad. This new road lead him towards the centre of the town, which meant that it was much more crowded than back-alleys he'd previously used, but luckily most of milling pedestrians were quick to move out of his way as he ran by, since none of them were too keen on being trampled by the towering giant that had suddenly appeared in their midst..<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBut even though the heavy crowds significantly slowed down Bethol pursuers he still couldn't completely shake them off, since his height made his presence stick out like a sore thumb among the much shorter inhabitants, and so the chase continued on deeper into the goblin settlement, until the mercenary passed around a corner and found himself before a wide market square. The area was brimming with all sorts of booths and stalls, each of them occupied by howling goblin merchants trying their best to get the attention of the townspeople walking by, which all in all made it pretty difficult for the towering Bethol to traverse; on his flight through the wide square he ended up knocking over multiple carts filled with mushrooms and salted fish, as well as a small booth carrying some kind of cheap jewellery. This meant that the sound of haggling merchants was soon replaced by outraged wails and furious outcries from vendors getting their stalls crushed by the fleeing mercenary, who now had to deal with both the spear-wielding soldiers as well as an angry mob of street-vendors. This was why he ended up sprinting down a suspicious-looking alleyway, not realizing that he'd trapped himself before he almost ran head-first into the rocky cavern wall that turned out to be blocking off the other end of the passage. Bethol looked panically around the area as the sound of angry goblins quickly approaching grew increasingly louder, unable to find any place he could use to hide or escape, until his eyes fell upon a nearby two-storied building whose front door appeared to be half-open. A faint light could be seen from behind the dark-tinted windows that covered it's facade, but the mercenary decided to risk it regardless and so quickly ran into the building before slamming the door behind him...\n\nTo be continued...<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n * Appearance: Bethol is described as having broad shoulders and a sturdy build, suggesting he's physically strong.\n * Personality: He appears to be confident, flirtatious, and slightly reckless. He's willing to take risks and isn't afraid to show his interest in women.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Bethol in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Bethol seems to have a close relationship with Fiona, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. He also appears to be interested in Emmi, the goblin prostitute, as seen in his interactions with her.\n\n2. **Fiona**: \n * Appearance: Fiona is described as having golden hair and wearing a light-blue dress, indicating she's likely a noblewoman due to her attire.\n * Personality: She appears to be intelligent, curious, and determined. She's willing to learn about the goblin culture and is grateful for the information provided by Gilbax.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Fiona in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Fiona seems to have a close relationship with Bethol, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. She also appears to have a professional relationship with Gilbax, as seen in their interaction during the meeting.\n\n3. **Emmi (the goblin prostitute)**:\n * Appearance: Emmi is described as having emerald-green skin, jet-black hair, and large breasts. She's also noted to be wearing cosmetics, which is a luxury even among the women of Cantor.\n * Personality: She appears to be playful, flirtatious, and confident. She's willing to engage in conversation and tease Bethol, showing her personality.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Emmi in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Emmi seems to be interested in Bethol, as evidenced by her flirtation and her willingness to offer her services to him.\n\n4. **Gilbax (the goblin)**:\n * Appearance: Gilbax is described as being short and helmeted, indicating he's a member of the goblin military.\n * Personality: He appears to be nervous and intimidated by Bethol's presence, but he's also willing to provide information to Fiona.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Gilbax in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Gilbax seems to have a professional relationship with Fiona, as seen in their interaction during the meeting. He's also shown to be helpful and cooperative, providing information to her.\n\n5. **Zlax (mentioned deity)**:\n * Zlax is mentioned as a deity by Emmi when she exclaims \"Great Zlax!\" This suggests that Zlax may be a significant figure in the world's mythology or pantheon.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* The use of perfumes and cosmetics is mentioned as a luxury item in the world of Cantor, highlighting the social status of those who can afford such luxuries.\n* The fact that goblins are capable of using cosmetics and perfumes suggests that they may have a more complex society than initially thought.\n* The mention of specific locations like Vizier and Cranagh implies that there may be other cultures and societies beyond the goblin settlements in Deep Reach.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **The crystal**: \n * Description: A palm-sized gemstone that Bethol found in the dark tunnels.\n * Purpose: It has some kind of effect on Emmi, causing her to become more enthusiastic and affectionate towards Bethol.\n * Function: The exact function of the crystal is not explicitly stated in the text, but it seems to have some kind of magical or psychological effect on Emmi.\n\n2. **Slabs (currency)**:\n * Description: Slabs appear to be the local currency in Deep Reach.\n * Purpose: They're used for payment in various transactions, including Emmi's services.\n * Function: The exact value of Slabs relative to other currencies like Crowns is not explicitly stated in the text, but it's clear that they play an important role in the economy of Deep Reach.\n\n3. **Guidingstone**:\n * Description: A small stone tablet inscribed with luminescent lines and symbols.\n * Purpose: It helps Bethol navigate through the goblin settlement and find the royal dungeons.\n * Function: The guidingstone seems to have some kind of magical property, allowing Bethol to decipher its cryptic markings and use them to navigate the settlement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* The world appears to have a complex geography, with different regions like Cantor, Vizier, and Cranagh mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a hierarchical structure, with some individuals holding positions of power or influence.\n* The concept of magic or supernatural abilities is hinted at through the effects of the crystal on Emmi and the existence of the guidingstone.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* The story takes place in a fantasy world with a unique geography and cultural landscape.\n* The world appears to have a rich history and mythology, with deities like Zlax mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a complex social hierarchy and economic system, with trade and commerce playing a significant role.\n\nOverall, this story provides a glimpse into a richly detailed fantasy world with complex characters, societies, and systems.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol pressed himself against the thin, wooden door, breathing heavily after his long chase through the goblin town while he nervously peeked out of the closest dark-tinted window, spying a large group of angry goblins aimlessly trotting around in the blind-alleyway. They were obviously searching for him, but luckily it seemed like none of them had thought of checking any of the nearby buildings, which meant that Bethol was safe for the moment.\n\n\"Now, isn't this a surprise...\"\n\nThe mercenary jerked his head toward the source of the sudden voice, silently cursing himself for lowering his guard before he'd actually checked the building for any residents. He nearly dropped his jaw on the floor, however, when his gaze found the person who'd spoken:\n\nIt was a female goblin, but her green skin seemed to be of a slighter darker colour than the rest of her kind, painting her barely 4 foot-tall form in a lovely emerald hue. And Bethol had ample opportunity to take in that form, since she appeared to be only wearing a short, almost-transparent shift that only barely managed to cover her torso and hips, leaving her plump, juice thighs completely on display, as well as her slender, alluring legs . Bethol's gaze travelled up her body, past her flat stomach that seemed to barely push against the thin fabric of her shift, before settling on the true reason for his shocked expression: the pair of mind-boggling tits that exploded out from her chest like a pair of ripe melons, a pair of emerald globes almost equal to her head in terms of size while still being almost unnaturally firm and without even the slightest bit of sag to them. Though the delicious-looking orbs were mostly covered by the short shift one could still see the faint outline of her nipples poking against the fabric, and judging from their perkiness and shape they seemed like the kind of nipples that were perfect to bite down on.\n\n\"You know, my eyes are actually up here big guy. You'll have plenty of time to check out the \"goods\" later...\" said the female goblin in voice that, though slightly higher in pitch than that of most human women, still had the kind of throaty sultriness to it that would send shivers down the spine of any man.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe guiltily forced his eyes away from her heaving flesh-pillows and looked up at her face, immediately noticing that she was actually wearing cosmetics, which was a luxury even among the women of Cantor, so to find it down here in a shoddy goblin town was quite a surprise. Not that it looked bad on her: her glistening, full lips were painted in a deep red colour that made them stand out alluringly against her emerald skin, while her cheeks seemed to be lightly dusted by some kind of powder that made the cute dimples of her sultry smile more pronounced, and lastly her long, flowing eyelashes had clearly been accentuated by some kind of dark smear that also gave her large brown eyes a smoky look appearance.\n\nThe mercenary soon realized that he'd spent several moments just staring at the goblin woman without a single word, so he cleared his throat and greeted her:\n\n\"Good evening miss. Apologies for the sudden intrusion, but I desperately needed..\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA low, throaty laugh from the short woman cut him off.\n\n\"Oh, don't you worry about that darling. My doors are always open to customers, especially when they're as handsome as you...\" the she-goblin purred sultrily.\n\nA look of confusion took hold of Bethol's face.\n\nCustomers?\n\nThe building he was in appeared to be neither a shop nor a workplace, since there weren't any wares or products on display in the large room that took up the ground floor, which made Bethol wonder just what kind of customers she was talking about. The place could've been a music hall perhaps, since there were a few raised daises in the room that looked like stages for singing or dancing, surrounded by collections of cheap furniture that were probably intended for the spectators, but that failed to explain the staircase leading up to a hallway lined with multiple rooms, so maybe this was rather an inn of some sort? But then why the dark-tinted windows, and why have it at the end of an isolated alleyway...\n\nThen the answer dawned on him:<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA brothel. This is a god-damned brothel!\n\nThe emerald-skinned whore strode seductively across floor, allowing the mercenary to get a good view of her alluring backside; his eyes instinctively drawn to her swaying hips and her large, bountiful ass that jiggled lewdly as she moved closer to him. He also noticed that she wasn't bald like many of the other goblins he'd seen so far; her head was covered by long strands of jet-black hair which she kept in a tight ponytail behind her head.\n\n\"You can't imagine how happy I am to get a customer all the way from the surface; I was beginning to grow tired of the usual boys that visits me.\" said the goblin woman in a playful voice.\n\nShe was now standing close enough to the mercenary to erotically trace one of her green fingers down his broad chest and towards his groin, stopping just a few inches above the hardening bulge in his pants.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You know, I've actually never done it with a human before...\"\n\n\"But luckily I'm the kind of girl that just loves a good challenge. Besides, I'm sure a big, strong man like yourself knows how to treat a lady right...\"\n\nAfter briefly grazing his swollen crotch with her extended hand she then backed up a few steps and took on a serious expression.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"But before we can have our fun darling, you'll need to show me some coin. Business is business after all, and it would be such a shame if you forced me to call on those angry-looking fellows standing outside my brothel.\" said the goblin whore, now with a hint of steel in her voice.\n\nA quick peek out the window confirmed that a large group of goblin soldiers were indeed still rummaging through the alleyway in search of him, leaving Bethol with no choice but to play along with her demands until the coast was clear.\n\n\"Don't worry miss, I wouldn't dream of skimping out on the payment; especially not for beauty such as yourself.\" said Bethol in a cocky voice, since he'd learned from his many travels that prostitutes preferred it when their customers carried themselves with a bit of confidence.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ooh, what a smooth-talker! I'm sorry honey, but flattery won't get you any discounts.\" replied the she-goblin in her usual flirtatious voice.\n\n\"It's ten Slabs for the light stuff, twenty Slabs for the full-course.\"\n\nSlabs? Is that was passes for money down here? thought Bethol as he made a big show out of rummaging through his pockets, while occasionally stealing a glance at the alley outside through the dark-tinted windows, where his pursuers had seemingly abandoned their search and were sullenly dragging themselves back to the center of the town. He knew he wouldn't be able to pay for her services, since he didn't have a single \"Slab\" on him and he doubted she would accept any of his Cantorish crowns, but he just needed to distract her long enough for the alley to be completely clear of soldiers. However, just as the last of the spear-wielding goblins disappeared out of view a loud clank suddenly sounded from the ground near Bethol's feet, causing both the mercenary and the goblin woman to look down in surprise at the shining, palm-sized gem that was now lying on the floorboards inconspicuously. It was the crystal that Bethol had found back in those dark tunnels, which he'd pocketed and then promptly forgotten about after he'd reached the illuminated cavern-chamber, which must have fallen out of his pocket during his pantomime-search.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe eyes of the emerald-skinned whore widened to the point of nearly falling out of their sockets when she saw the glittering jewel.\n\n\"Great Zlax! I'm sorry I ever doubted you big guy!\" exclaimed the she-goblin with awe in her voice.\n\nShe reached down and gently picked up the sparkling gemstone, caressing it's warm surface with a tenderness that reminded the mercenary of a mother holding a new-born infant.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n * Appearance: Bethol is described as having broad shoulders and a sturdy build, suggesting he's physically strong.\n * Personality: He appears to be confident, flirtatious, and slightly reckless. He's willing to take risks and isn't afraid to show his interest in women.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Bethol in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Bethol seems to have a close relationship with Fiona, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. He also appears to be interested in Emmi, the goblin prostitute, as seen in his interactions with her.\n\n2. **Fiona**: \n * Appearance: Fiona is described as having golden hair and wearing a light-blue dress, indicating she's likely a noblewoman due to her attire.\n * Personality: She appears to be intelligent, curious, and determined. She's willing to learn about the goblin culture and is grateful for the information provided by Gilbax.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Fiona in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Fiona seems to have a close relationship with Bethol, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. She also appears to have a professional relationship with Gilbax, as seen in their interaction during the meeting.\n\n3. **Emmi (the goblin prostitute)**:\n * Appearance: Emmi is described as having emerald-green skin, jet-black hair, and large breasts. She's also noted to be wearing cosmetics, which is a luxury even among the women of Cantor.\n * Personality: She appears to be playful, flirtatious, and confident. She's willing to engage in conversation and tease Bethol, showing her personality.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Emmi in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Emmi seems to be interested in Bethol, as evidenced by her flirtation and her willingness to offer her services to him.\n\n4. **Gilbax (the goblin)**:\n * Appearance: Gilbax is described as being short and helmeted, indicating he's a member of the goblin military.\n * Personality: He appears to be nervous and intimidated by Bethol's presence, but he's also willing to provide information to Fiona.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Gilbax in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Gilbax seems to have a professional relationship with Fiona, as seen in their interaction during the meeting. He's also shown to be helpful and cooperative, providing information to her.\n\n5. **Zlax (mentioned deity)**:\n * Zlax is mentioned as a deity by Emmi when she exclaims \"Great Zlax!\" This suggests that Zlax may be a significant figure in the world's mythology or pantheon.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* The use of perfumes and cosmetics is mentioned as a luxury item in the world of Cantor, highlighting the social status of those who can afford such luxuries.\n* The fact that goblins are capable of using cosmetics and perfumes suggests that they may have a more complex society than initially thought.\n* The mention of specific locations like Vizier and Cranagh implies that there may be other cultures and societies beyond the goblin settlements in Deep Reach.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **The crystal**: \n * Description: A palm-sized gemstone that Bethol found in the dark tunnels.\n * Purpose: It has some kind of effect on Emmi, causing her to become more enthusiastic and affectionate towards Bethol.\n * Function: The exact function of the crystal is not explicitly stated in the text, but it seems to have some kind of magical or psychological effect on Emmi.\n\n2. **Slabs (currency)**:\n * Description: Slabs appear to be the local currency in Deep Reach.\n * Purpose: They're used for payment in various transactions, including Emmi's services.\n * Function: The exact value of Slabs relative to other currencies like Crowns is not explicitly stated in the text, but it's clear that they play an important role in the economy of Deep Reach.\n\n3. **Guidingstone**:\n * Description: A small stone tablet inscribed with luminescent lines and symbols.\n * Purpose: It helps Bethol navigate through the goblin settlement and find the royal dungeons.\n * Function: The guidingstone seems to have some kind of magical property, allowing Bethol to decipher its cryptic markings and use them to navigate the settlement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* The world appears to have a complex geography, with different regions like Cantor, Vizier, and Cranagh mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a hierarchical structure, with some individuals holding positions of power or influence.\n* The concept of magic or supernatural abilities is hinted at through the effects of the crystal on Emmi and the existence of the guidingstone.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* The story takes place in a fantasy world with a unique geography and cultural landscape.\n* The world appears to have a rich history and mythology, with deities like Zlax mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a complex social hierarchy and economic system, with trade and commerce playing a significant role.\n\nOverall, this story provides a glimpse into a richly detailed fantasy world with complex characters, societies, and systems.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Forget about the full-course darling: For a beauty like this you can have me for as long as you want, however you want! I'll be your devoted little sex-slave, using every trick and technique I know in order to please that monster that's been trying to burst out of your pants.\"\n\nShe reached out with her other hand and lovingly stroked his hardening cock through his clothes as she spoke in a low, sultry voice, while her breathing turned heavy and her powdered cheeks became flushed with heat. It was almost as if the gem had actually affected her body somehow, since Bethol even saw faint trickles of love-juice appearing on her voluptuous thighs. She waltzed over to a small lock box that was affixed to one of the walls and gingerly locked away her payment, before she then began to walk up the nearby set of stairs while beckoning him to follow with a flirtatious motion.\n\nWell, this is my chance to escape... thought Bethol as he glanced out the window and saw that the alleyway was now completely empty.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nJust need to open up that door and walk away...Yep, there's absolutely no reason for me to stay...\n\nAnd yet he just continued to stand there, completely frozen in place.\n\n\"C'mon daaaarling! Don't make me beg for it!\"\n\nBethol turned towards the stairs, which the emerald-skinned beauty was slowly climbing with a seductively sway of her hips, while her melon-sized tits bounced up and down her chest. But more importantly the height difference enabled the mercenary to look underneath her short shift, which gave him a perfect view of her puffy, drooling cunt in all it's mouth-watering glory.\n\nFuck it. I'm sure Fiona won't mind waiting a few extra hours... he though as he sprinted up the staircase and followed the short courtesan into the nearest room...\n\nCalling the small chamber a \"bedroom\" would have been a misuse of the word, since the room didn't actually have bed in it but rather a large heap of assorted pillows and blankets piled together in a somewhat-orderly fashion. The style reminded Bethol of the opulent pleasure-houses you could find in Vizier, although these cushions seemed to be in pretty poor condition. He didn't complain though when the short-stacked goblin guided him down on the padded corner, since his mind was too occupied with her swaying curves to really care.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe reached out with one of his hands to grasp some the enticing emerald-green flesh that was bouncing right before him, but the voluptuous little woman nimbly evaded his seeking fingers with a short twirl.\n\n\"Patience honey, patience. You'll get to put those large paws of yours on me soon enough.\" said the she-goblin teasingly.\n\n\"But for now just sit back, relax and enjoy my little show. Let your personal little whore set the right mood before we get down and dirty...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe mercenary reluctantly did as he was asked and reclined himself on shoddy, yet still comfortable pillows. The green-skinned whore moved to stand directly in front of him, just barely out of arms-reach, before she started to slowly gyrate her upper body in a short circular pattern. The pace was quickly increased to a lazy, soothing kind of swaying, while her slender hands roamed across the bouncing slopes of her curves in a seductive caress, until her wide hips suddenly started moving as well, transforming the slow gyration of her body into a provocative little dance. Bethol's eyes widened as he watched how her hips, stomach and bulging chest turned and twisted to some hidden rhythm; it seemed like the decoration wasn't the only thing inspired by the exotic harems of the desert nomads, for she moved exactly like the veiled slave-dancers of the deep south. The mercenary would have wondered how a goblin prostitute had managed to learn such a dance, if he wasn't so engrossed in her erotic little display.\n\nThings got even more heated when the smiling little minx began pulling down the straps of her tiny shift, causing the thin fabric to fall to the floor in a small little pile near her feet and so completely exposed her nude form to the hungry-looking Bethol. Her perfectly-shaped tits were just as large as he'd imagined them to be, although he was quite surprised to see the small golden ring that was piercing her left nipple, which the lewd she-goblin started playing with as she continued her alluring slave-dance. Bethol, however, could now no longer hold himself back: He desperately reached out with his right hand and roughly grasped one of the heaving, emerald orbs, causing a blissful sensation to spread across his palm as his fingers sank into her soft, yielding flesh without any resistance.\n\nA strange kind of game then began to play out among the goblin woman and the lustful mercenary: she would do her best to continue her seductive dance, by evading and twisting out of Bethol's grasp whenever he touched her, while he tried to grope her exposed body as much as he could from his reclined position. Even though the contest wasn't serious in any way it still inflamed his inner predator, causing the fleeting moments of when his fingers managed to sink into her perfect curves all the more sweeter: Her bountiful ass, soft thighs, jiggling breast, even her wet little pussy; they all eventually fell victim to his hungry hands.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe game ended when the lewd she-goblin stopped dancing and submissively went down on her knees before him, before quickly yanking down the hem of his pants and so released Bethol's rock-hard member from it's confines.\n\n\"Oh my!\" exclaimed the short-stacked goblin as the pillar of thick cock-meat rose up before her face.\n\n\"Are all you surface-boys as large as this? I can hardly wrap my hand around it...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe mercenary flashed her a confidant smile.\n\n\"I reckon I'm above-average.\"\n\nShe replied by bringing her red-painted lips up close to his throbbing dick, purring happily as she lavished his large shaft with her pink tongue, covering everything from it's base to it's flared head in a sticky layer of her saliva, as well as a few lip-shaped kiss marks. The cock-worshipping little woman even popped his flared head into her wet mouth and sucked on the rigid breeding-pole like it was a rare delicacy, despite how her painted lips and hungry gullet was being stretched to their limits by the over-sized invader. She had to give up halfway through however, since she was only able to take half of his length down her tight throat before she started to gag.\n\n\"Aww, that's such a shame.\" she said wistfully after pulling her head back,\n\n\"I was looking forward to getting my sloppy mouth-pussy skewered by this monster. Fortunately I've got other holes I can use to satisfy you with. But before we get to that...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer slender hands moved down her torso and took hold of her heaving bosom, raising the twin fleshy orbs up before using them to completely envelop Bethol's cock. The mercenary grunted in surprise: never had his cock felt such a soft sensation before. It was almost as if her emerald-green flesh was melting around the rigid pole, and the coating of drool from earlier just made it even easier for Bethol to slide himself deeper into the enticing cleavage. His hands instinctively flew out to grab her perky nipples, which caused an audible moan to escape from the erotic little she-goblin, before he then started relentlessly pumping into her impossibly-soft fuck-pillows. With his cock enveloped by such pleasant sensations Bethol quickly lost himself to his lust, and so after only a few moments into the lewd tit-fuck he ended up orgasming and covering her wonderful tits with a layer of his thick cum.\n\nThe whore looked down at the puddle of white semen that had pooled inside of her snug cleavage, before she started to happily slurp up his bitter seed like a kitten before a bowl of milk, not stopping until her emerald tits were sparkling clean. Bethol watched the unbelievably erotic display with wide eyes, and it didn't take long before his softening penis regained it's vigour.\n\nA low, sultry laugh sounded from the goblin woman as she observed the hardening pillar of man-meat rising before her yet again.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I see someone's eager for the main course.\"\n\nShe raised herself up from her kneeling position and walked past the reclined mercenary's legs so that her soaked crotch was placed directly above his throbbing member; although she was forced to use her hands to slightly bend the rigid meat-pole, since the goblin woman only barely eclipsed the sprawled human in height even though she was standing up.\n\n\"Ooh, this is gonna be good.\" cooed the green-skinned whore as she looked down at the swollen beast knocking against her drooling snatch.\n\nBethol, however, couldn't help feeling a pang of worry as he compared his size to the small, puffy slit of her sex.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n * Appearance: Bethol is described as having broad shoulders and a sturdy build, suggesting he's physically strong.\n * Personality: He appears to be confident, flirtatious, and slightly reckless. He's willing to take risks and isn't afraid to show his interest in women.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Bethol in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Bethol seems to have a close relationship with Fiona, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. He also appears to be interested in Emmi, the goblin prostitute, as seen in his interactions with her.\n\n2. **Fiona**: \n * Appearance: Fiona is described as having golden hair and wearing a light-blue dress, indicating she's likely a noblewoman due to her attire.\n * Personality: She appears to be intelligent, curious, and determined. She's willing to learn about the goblin culture and is grateful for the information provided by Gilbax.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Fiona in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Fiona seems to have a close relationship with Bethol, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. She also appears to have a professional relationship with Gilbax, as seen in their interaction during the meeting.\n\n3. **Emmi (the goblin prostitute)**:\n * Appearance: Emmi is described as having emerald-green skin, jet-black hair, and large breasts. She's also noted to be wearing cosmetics, which is a luxury even among the women of Cantor.\n * Personality: She appears to be playful, flirtatious, and confident. She's willing to engage in conversation and tease Bethol, showing her personality.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Emmi in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Emmi seems to be interested in Bethol, as evidenced by her flirtation and her willingness to offer her services to him.\n\n4. **Gilbax (the goblin)**:\n * Appearance: Gilbax is described as being short and helmeted, indicating he's a member of the goblin military.\n * Personality: He appears to be nervous and intimidated by Bethol's presence, but he's also willing to provide information to Fiona.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Gilbax in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Gilbax seems to have a professional relationship with Fiona, as seen in their interaction during the meeting. He's also shown to be helpful and cooperative, providing information to her.\n\n5. **Zlax (mentioned deity)**:\n * Zlax is mentioned as a deity by Emmi when she exclaims \"Great Zlax!\" This suggests that Zlax may be a significant figure in the world's mythology or pantheon.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* The use of perfumes and cosmetics is mentioned as a luxury item in the world of Cantor, highlighting the social status of those who can afford such luxuries.\n* The fact that goblins are capable of using cosmetics and perfumes suggests that they may have a more complex society than initially thought.\n* The mention of specific locations like Vizier and Cranagh implies that there may be other cultures and societies beyond the goblin settlements in Deep Reach.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **The crystal**: \n * Description: A palm-sized gemstone that Bethol found in the dark tunnels.\n * Purpose: It has some kind of effect on Emmi, causing her to become more enthusiastic and affectionate towards Bethol.\n * Function: The exact function of the crystal is not explicitly stated in the text, but it seems to have some kind of magical or psychological effect on Emmi.\n\n2. **Slabs (currency)**:\n * Description: Slabs appear to be the local currency in Deep Reach.\n * Purpose: They're used for payment in various transactions, including Emmi's services.\n * Function: The exact value of Slabs relative to other currencies like Crowns is not explicitly stated in the text, but it's clear that they play an important role in the economy of Deep Reach.\n\n3. **Guidingstone**:\n * Description: A small stone tablet inscribed with luminescent lines and symbols.\n * Purpose: It helps Bethol navigate through the goblin settlement and find the royal dungeons.\n * Function: The guidingstone seems to have some kind of magical property, allowing Bethol to decipher its cryptic markings and use them to navigate the settlement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* The world appears to have a complex geography, with different regions like Cantor, Vizier, and Cranagh mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a hierarchical structure, with some individuals holding positions of power or influence.\n* The concept of magic or supernatural abilities is hinted at through the effects of the crystal on Emmi and the existence of the guidingstone.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* The story takes place in a fantasy world with a unique geography and cultural landscape.\n* The world appears to have a rich history and mythology, with deities like Zlax mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a complex social hierarchy and economic system, with trade and commerce playing a significant role.\n\nOverall, this story provides a glimpse into a richly detailed fantasy world with complex characters, societies, and systems.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Are you sure this actually works? I wouldn't want you getting hurt you know...\" he said in a concerned voice.\n\nHer eyes flickered to him with amusement.\n\n\"Aww darling, that's sweet. But don't worry: goblins are made to last. It's gonna be a tight fit, but believe me when I say that I won't stop until my little pussy has swallowed your over-sized cock down to the balls.\"\n\nAnd with that she lowered herself downward while using her hands to guide the curved pillar of cock-meat towards her gushing slit, causing the pulsating crown to pierce into her wet folds after a bit of pressure. The large knob continued into the descending goblin-pussy, lewdly stretching her lower lips until they formed a lewd circle shape around the mercenary's shaft, before it finally speared into her completely.\n\n\"Mmm mmh, that's soo good.\" moaned the she-goblin as she impaled herself deeper unto the throbbing cock.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"My poor little pussy is being stretched out by your big, human cock! I don't think I'll be satisfied with goblin dicks any more; not after getting my cunt filled like this.\"\n\nA small whimper sounded from her red-painted lips as she began to bounce her small body up and down Bethol's breeding-rod, who had to grit his teeth in response to the overwhelming tightness of the goblin girl's wet insides. It was almost painful for the mercenary at first, but her body quickly adapted to the large invader and so eased up on the constricting grip it had on his cock, allowing him to spear even further into her soft depths.\n\nA cute little squeal sounded from the green-skinned whore when her bountiful ass-cheeks finally made contact with Bethol's thighs.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hah! I told you..mmh mmm... that I could take it!\" she exclaimed with pride, although her voice suggested that it hadn't been quite as easy as she'd made it out to be.\n\nBethol raised himself up into a sitting position and flashed the goblin an avaricious smile.\n\n\"Sorry for ever doubting you. I should've known such a lewd little slut wouldn't be intimidated by a dick almost as large as her forearm.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe sank his fingers into her supple ass-flesh and started to heave the panting she-goblin up and down his length, prompting a surprised yelp to escape her red-painted lips.\n\n\"Well, you aren't complaining are you? I bet you just love feeling my snug goblin-cunt around your beastly cock...\" replied the green-skinned woman in a playful voice.\n\nThe mercenary looked down at the black-haired prostitute, whose short height prevented her from reaching any higher than his broad chest as she grinded on his crotch.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I don't think I'm the only one though; I saw how your eyes rolled back in their sockets after I hilted myself inside you.\" retorted Bethol in a series of small, pleasured grunts.\n\nShe let out a sultry little purr.\n\n\"Mmmh, guilty as charged. But I guess that makes us a perfect fit: a cock-hungry little whore, and a big-dicked human with a severe case of green fever...\"\n\nBethol simply yanked the short-stacked little beauty down on breeding-pole in response, too horny at this point to bother with words.\n\nAnd so for the better part of the following hour the only sound that could be heard in the small chamber was the sound of the she-goblin's erotic curves slapping against the mercenary's sturdy muscles, as well as the occasional whimper of arousal that escaped her glistening lips. At some point Bethol even came inside of her tight insides, but the emerald-green goblin was just so enticing that he immediately became hard again and simply continued impaling her on his cock. She didn't seem to mind the generous portion of thick cum that ended up getting pumped into her womb, but maybe that was simply because she was suffering an intense orgasm of her own and so couldn't pay much attention to what was happening to her body. Luckily Bethol could just continue bouncing her curvy form on his thick prick even if she wasn't fully lucid, especially after his semen had lubricated her already wet insides even further, and so he kept jacking himself off with her tight pussy to his hearts content.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I'm cumming!\" exclaimed the mercenary loudly when he felt his third load of the day well up from his balls.\n\nThe she-goblin's glazed eyes widened with surprise as her cock-induced stupor was broken by yet another wave of rich human seed flooding her insides completely. There was actually so much cum that she couldn't keep herself on Bethol's lap, and ended up falling down on the blanket-covered ground next to him. She simply lay there on her stomach, panting and moaning in arousal while the last tremors of her orgasm rocked her body, and a steady stream of semen trickled out of her abused little slit.\n\nNow that's a nice view, thought Bethol as he admired the naked, moaning slut on the floor before him. He was about to tug his penis back into his pants, when he was interrupted by a pair of slender fingers touching his arm.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"C'mon darling, the fun is just getting started.\" said the green-skinned whore with a lustful smile on her face as she looked back over her shoulder.\n\n\"My job is to completely drain your beefy balls of their cum, and something tells me you still have some left to spare. Though my poor little pussy might need a short break after you pounded it so hard with your over-sized cock...\"\n\nShe reached back with her hands and grabbed her own jiggly ass-cheeks, before pulling them apart and revealing the puckering, star-shaped anus hidden beneath them.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"...But luckily I've still got this other hole for you to use!\"\n\nA lurch of excitement rolled through Bethol's cock as he stared incredulously at her exposed asshole. He'd certainly heard of anal sex before, but he'd yet to try it out for himself, so the sight of the little slut presenting herself like that awoke a slew of new desires within him. With a hungry expression on his face he slowly went down on his knees before her raised butt and guided his pulsating prick towards her welcoming asshole.\n\n\"Darling, please be a bit gentle in the beginning. It's been quite awhile since I've let somebody fuck my ass, so I might be a bit out of practice...\" pleaded the she-goblin in a sugary-sweet voice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol nodded slowly in response, right before he slowly began pressing the crown of his thick member against her anal entrance. At first he thought it would be impossible for him to actually fit inside the small hole, but as he was shoving his hips forward the puckering ring gradually yielded to his approach, and all of a sudden he felt his tip burrowing past the star-shaped opening and into her smooth insides.\n\n\"Great Zlax, it's like you're splitting me in two! Please slow down!\" whimpered the green-skinned whore in a strained voice.\n\n\"Sorry!\" grunted the mercenary in response.\n\nHe spent the next five minutes or so slowly moving his cock back and forth in her over-stuffed asshole, giving her body a much needed opportunity to get used to his size.\n\n\"Okay, I think I'm good.\" said the she-goblin in her usual fearless voice.\n\n\"You can be as rough as you want now darling. I promised you I would be your personal little sex slave for the day, so don't hold yourself back from using my big, slutty ass as a cum-dump.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol certainly didn't need to be told that twice: he grabbed hold of her soft, bountiful butt and jammed his thick cock forward as far as he could, right up until he'd completely sheathed himself inside her bowels. The green-skinned slut moaned loudly in response, but the mercenary had decided to take her words to heart and continued pumping into her without mercy. Not that he would have been able to stop anyhow: as soon as he first felt the heavenly sensation of her ass lewdly stretching around his prick he completely lost control of his body, becoming possessed by an unstoppable desire to fill up her ass with his spunk.\n\n\"So...much...cock...\"\n\nThe barely-coherent string of words could be heard from the cock-stuffed little whore, whose eyes were glazed over with pleasure and tongue lolling uselessly outside her mouth, as her tits and her head was squashed against the blanket-covered floor.\n\n\"You're...going to...break...my ass...\"\n\nBut Bethol just continued fucking into her smooth anal tunnel like a mad beast, with a pace so intense that her emerald-green ass flesh nearly got bruised by his pelvis constantly smacking into it. All he cared about at that point was the tightness and softness that was enveloping his dick, as well as the tide of cum that was slowly rising from his balls. It was almost as if the barely-conscious slut could read his mind, for just as he was about to go over the edge she started to cry out:\n\n\"Cum! Cum in my slutty ass! Fill it up with your thick semen, just like my pussy!\"<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n * Appearance: Bethol is described as having broad shoulders and a sturdy build, suggesting he's physically strong.\n * Personality: He appears to be confident, flirtatious, and slightly reckless. He's willing to take risks and isn't afraid to show his interest in women.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Bethol in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Bethol seems to have a close relationship with Fiona, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. He also appears to be interested in Emmi, the goblin prostitute, as seen in his interactions with her.\n\n2. **Fiona**: \n * Appearance: Fiona is described as having golden hair and wearing a light-blue dress, indicating she's likely a noblewoman due to her attire.\n * Personality: She appears to be intelligent, curious, and determined. She's willing to learn about the goblin culture and is grateful for the information provided by Gilbax.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Fiona in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Fiona seems to have a close relationship with Bethol, as evidenced by his concern for her safety and his willingness to rescue her. She also appears to have a professional relationship with Gilbax, as seen in their interaction during the meeting.\n\n3. **Emmi (the goblin prostitute)**:\n * Appearance: Emmi is described as having emerald-green skin, jet-black hair, and large breasts. She's also noted to be wearing cosmetics, which is a luxury even among the women of Cantor.\n * Personality: She appears to be playful, flirtatious, and confident. She's willing to engage in conversation and tease Bethol, showing her personality.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Emmi in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Emmi seems to be interested in Bethol, as evidenced by her flirtation and her willingness to offer her services to him.\n\n4. **Gilbax (the goblin)**:\n * Appearance: Gilbax is described as being short and helmeted, indicating he's a member of the goblin military.\n * Personality: He appears to be nervous and intimidated by Bethol's presence, but he's also willing to provide information to Fiona.\n * Special Abilities: There are no explicit special abilities mentioned for Gilbax in the provided text.\n * Relationships: Gilbax seems to have a professional relationship with Fiona, as seen in their interaction during the meeting. He's also shown to be helpful and cooperative, providing information to her.\n\n5. **Zlax (mentioned deity)**:\n * Zlax is mentioned as a deity by Emmi when she exclaims \"Great Zlax!\" This suggests that Zlax may be a significant figure in the world's mythology or pantheon.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n* The use of perfumes and cosmetics is mentioned as a luxury item in the world of Cantor, highlighting the social status of those who can afford such luxuries.\n* The fact that goblins are capable of using cosmetics and perfumes suggests that they may have a more complex society than initially thought.\n* The mention of specific locations like Vizier and Cranagh implies that there may be other cultures and societies beyond the goblin settlements in Deep Reach.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **The crystal**: \n * Description: A palm-sized gemstone that Bethol found in the dark tunnels.\n * Purpose: It has some kind of effect on Emmi, causing her to become more enthusiastic and affectionate towards Bethol.\n * Function: The exact function of the crystal is not explicitly stated in the text, but it seems to have some kind of magical or psychological effect on Emmi.\n\n2. **Slabs (currency)**:\n * Description: Slabs appear to be the local currency in Deep Reach.\n * Purpose: They're used for payment in various transactions, including Emmi's services.\n * Function: The exact value of Slabs relative to other currencies like Crowns is not explicitly stated in the text, but it's clear that they play an important role in the economy of Deep Reach.\n\n3. **Guidingstone**:\n * Description: A small stone tablet inscribed with luminescent lines and symbols.\n * Purpose: It helps Bethol navigate through the goblin settlement and find the royal dungeons.\n * Function: The guidingstone seems to have some kind of magical property, allowing Bethol to decipher its cryptic markings and use them to navigate the settlement.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n* The world appears to have a complex geography, with different regions like Cantor, Vizier, and Cranagh mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a hierarchical structure, with some individuals holding positions of power or influence.\n* The concept of magic or supernatural abilities is hinted at through the effects of the crystal on Emmi and the existence of the guidingstone.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n* The story takes place in a fantasy world with a unique geography and cultural landscape.\n* The world appears to have a rich history and mythology, with deities like Zlax mentioned.\n* The goblin society seems to have a complex social hierarchy and economic system, with trade and commerce playing a significant role.\n\nOverall, this story provides a glimpse into a richly detailed fantasy world with complex characters, societies, and systems.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe happily obliged her, and so started to spurt out ounce, after ounce of thick white seed directly into her bowels. He kept cumming like that for several seconds, with her moaning and whimpering in arousal beneath him. But when he finally did stop he simply gave her jiggling ass a playful smack before he started to pump into her heavenly ass yet again, accompanied by the never-ending orgasmic wail of the little goblin prostitute...\n\nAround thirty minutes later the two of them was laying next to each other on the padded floor, both of them breathing heavily with exhaustion, and her leaking semen from both of her lower holes.\n\n\"Mmmh mmm, you certainly didn't disappoint me big guy.\" said the goblin in a adoring voice from her position beside the mercenary.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I don't think I could fit any more cum inside me; not even a single drop...\"\n\nBethol grinned in response, both of his hands curled around her petite form and his fingers possessively caressing her voluptuous tits. He was about to answer her with some clever quip, when a sudden realization struck him: He'd completely forgotten about Fiona! He jumped up from the floor and hastily began to put on his clothes.\n\n\"Hey, this might be a weird question, but would you happen to know where I can find the \"royal dungeons\"?\" asked Bethol as he straightened out his leather jerkin.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe reclined she-goblin's face took on a wry smile.\n\n\"Has anyone ever told you that you aren't that good at pillow talk?\"\n\nHe flashed her an apologetic smile.\n\n\"Sorry little minx, but I've got some urgent business to take care off in that prison.\"\n\nShe fixed him with deliberating stare for a few moments, before heaving a resigned sigh.\n\n\"I guess you can borrow my guidingstone. It's hanging near the front door, so just take it on your way out.\" replied the goblin woman with a dissatisfied pout.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"But only on one condition...\"\n\nA mischievous little glint appeared in her eyes.\n\n\"...That you'll come back and visit me again someday. Who knows, I might even give you discount...\"\n\nBethol looked down at her voluptuous form with a hungry smile.\n\n\"I'll be looking forward to that.\"\n\nHe then walked over and opened the door, but just as was about to leave he turned his head around to look over his shoulder.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Name's Bethol by the way.\"\n\nThe she-goblin presented him with an earnest smile in return, one that really showed off her cute dimples.\n\n\"You can call me Emmi. Until we meet again, darling...\"\n\nThe \"guidingstone\" turned out to be a small stone tablet inscribed with a series of luminescent lines and symbols, which Bethol guessed corresponded to the cavern-chamber and the surrounding network of tunnels. It wasn't exactly easy to figure out, but through a combination of trial-and-error and dumb luck the mercenary managed to decipher the cryptic markings; enough of them at least, for the purpose of navigating through the goblin settlement. As Bethol exited Emmi's brothel he was glad to see that there was still a generous amount of daylight shining down from the fissure in the cavernous ceiling, which made his trek through the goblin town much easier, and so with the help of the guidingstone he managed to find the crummy-looking martial building that the mercenary figured to be the \"royal dungeons\". There were a couple of uniformed guardsmen stationed outside the building, but they were so busy playing dice that Bethol could easily slip into the derelict jail without them noticing.\n\nInside was a couple of closed doors, presumably leading to different cell-blocks, but only one of them had light shining through it's cracks. The mercenary crept up and carefully pressed his ear to the door, hearing a few muffled voices coming from it's other side, and so after steeling himself for the worst he barged into the room.\n\nThe first thing he noticed was Fiona sitting, not in one of the prison-cells lining the wall, but rather at the warden's table, a look of concentration on her face as she enthusiastically scribbled into her journal, without a single injury marring her form; not even so much as a speck of dirt could be found on her light-blue dress. In front of her sat a short, helmeted goblin, who was apparently in the middle of some sort of explanation.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"...and that's why the spotted longhorn-mushroom has to be boiled before you can..argh!\"\n\nHis shrill voice turned into a surprised little shriek as soon as he noticed Bethol's presence in the room. Fiona quickly extended one of her hands across the small desk and soothingly placed it on the goblin's right left arm.\n\n\"Shhh Gilbax, don't worry; that's just my bodyguard. I promise you he won't hurt you. Isn't that right, Bethol?\" said the golden-haired woman in a reassuring voice, with the last part directed at the mercenary.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well, as long as he doesn't call for reinforcements. Also, nice to see you safe and sound Fiona. You had me worried there for a bit.\" Bethol replied in a relieved voice, while keeping a fixed stare on the cowering goblin.\n\nThe girl smiled arrogantly.\n\n\"I told you from the very beginning didn't I? If we just calmly explained ourselves then the goblins would be more than happy to talk to us. That's what I've been doing with Gilbax here for the past few hours.\"\n\nShe made a short nod toward the frightened warden.\n\n\"He's been telling me all there is to know about goblins and life down here in Deep Reach. He's been extremely helpful, and I'm very grateful to him.\"\n\nThe short, green-skinned creature's face lit up with pride after hearing her words.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's real great Fiona, but we really should make our way back to the surface now.\" said Bethol urgently.\n\n\"Pack your things and say goodbye to your little friend: We're leaving immediately, before the guards outside finish their game of dice.\"\n\nThe blonde girl seemed ready to argue, but the serious look on her bodyguard's face quelled any complaints she might've had. After quickly gathering up her notes Fiona rose from the small table and walked towards the waiting mercenary, but she stopped halfway through and turned towards the sitting goblin.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Thank you so much for helping me with my project. I'll make sure all the scholars in Cranagh learns of Gilbax the Goblin, and how instrumental his aid was for for all future relations between the humans of Cantor and the goblins of Deep Reach.\" exclaimed the noblewoman in an excited voice.\n\nGilbax could only look down at the floor with an embarrassed grin on his face, his cheeks marred by a deep blush.\n\n\"It's now or never Fiona...\" Bethol called out with impatience.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe flashed Gilbax a quick smile, before she hastily followed her bodyguard out of the room.\n\n\"By the way, why did it take you so long to come find me?\" Fiona asked him as they sneaked their way out of the \"royal dungeons\".\n\nBethol couldn't help guiltily clearing his throat.\n\n\"Ah, you know, I had to mingle a bit with the locals first in order to find out where you were being held.\"\n\nHer azure-blue eyes became narrow with suspicion.\n\n\"Is that so? Please do tell me what that \"mingling\" of yours entailed, and why you're reeking of a distinctly feminine perfume...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No time for that now! We can compare stories after we've made it out of this \"Deep Breach\" or whatever it is you called it.\" he nervously exclaimed, before grabbing her hand and leading her through the alleyways of the ramshackle goblin town.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Broly**: \n - Appearance: Broly is described as a 'hulking stud' with a massive bulge in his underwear.\n - Personality: Broly seems to be driven by intense lust and has difficulty controlling himself when confronted with a situation that arouses him.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned explicitly in the story.\n - Relationships: Broly interacts with Bridget, who is clearly attracted to him and initiates intimate contact.\n\n2. **Bridget**: \n - Appearance: Bridget is described as a blonde-haired cutie with a thick ass, wearing a tight workout bra and shorts that show off her physique.\n - Personality: Bridget appears to be confident, flirtatious, and enjoys teasing others.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned explicitly in the story.\n - Relationships: Bridget is the main character and interacts with Broly, whom she is attracted to and initiates intimate contact with.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Lust-driven behavior**: Both Broly and Bridget exhibit strong lust-driven behaviors throughout the story. They are both overwhelmed by their desires and act impulsively without considering consequences.\n2. **Impulsiveness**: The characters often act on impulse, leading to unexpected situations and outcomes.\n3. **Physical reactions**: The characters experience intense physical reactions to each other's presence, including arousal, pleasure, and pain.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Phone**: Bridget uses her phone to record and live-stream her interactions with Broly. It serves as a tool for documentation and communication.\n2. **Clothing**: The characters wear various forms of clothing, which play a role in their interactions. For example, Bridget's tight workout bra and shorts accentuate her physique.\n3. **Shorts**: Broly's shorts are yanked down by Bridget, exposing his underwear and allowing for intimate contact.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Social norms**: The story does not explicitly mention social norms, but it implies that public displays of intimacy might be frowned upon.\n2. **Rules about recording and streaming**: There are no explicit rules mentioned regarding recording and streaming intimate activities, but it is implied that some individuals (like Bridget) may engage in such activities without hesitation.\n3. **Magical or supernatural abilities**: None are mentioned in the story.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Setting**: The story takes place in a gym, specifically in the men's changing room.\n2. **Politics and social hierarchy**: There is no indication of a larger political or social structure in this story.\n3. **Geography**: The geography beyond the gym is not explored in this narrative.\n4. **Culture**: The culture surrounding the characters' actions and attitudes towards intimacy is not explicitly discussed.\n\nPlease note that this analysis focuses solely on the provided text and avoids adding any information not explicitly stated within the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBroly was stretching after a workout when he noticed a blonde-haired cutie admiring herself in the mirror next to him, and even...taking a selfie? Bridget smiled wide as she held up two fingers in a ‘peace’ sign, quirking a hip against the air as if to check out the side of her butt. Broly couldn’t watch a display like that and stay silent; he made a grumbling noise deep in his chest, his lust uncomfortably stoked, and he started to turn away when—\n\n\"Okay! We’ve hit ten-thousand subs, so for my next act, I’m gonna throat the hell out of this guy’s cock!\"\n\nBroly spun back toward Bridget, eyes wide. \"What—\" he started, but it was already too late. The grinning semen demon was already latching onto his shorts and yanking them down, refusing to take ‘no’ for an answer...even though Broly hadn’t said a thing. She squatted down in front of him, dressed in a tight little workout bra and shorts that showed off her broad, heavy asscheeks beneath the squeezing material. She clung to Broly with one hand hooked into the waistband of his boxer shorts, gazing at the massive bulge in his underwear.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Whoa... Looks like we’re eating good tonight, chat!\"\n\nBroly made a rasping sound, at a complete loss for words. His neck muscles tensed up, and he looked from side to side, making sure no one else was in the changing room. \"Hey, what’re you doing?\" he demanded of Bridget, who was already grinding a bright, blushing cheek up against his giant, throbbing bulge. \"And why are you in the men’s changing room?\"\n\n\"Because I’m hunting for huge cocks, of course.\" Bridget peered up at him with half her face obscured by the smushing mass of his monster-bulge. \"Where else am I supposed to look? Besides—\" and here she rolled a small hand across his clothed package, causing it to throb and flex. \"You can’t argue with the results.\"\n\nBroly supposed he couldn’t. Moreover, he was getting all blurry-brained from all the dick-nuzzling, and his fires were burning at a dangerous heat. He growled between clenched teeth as Bridget hooked her thumbs into his boxers and streeeetched the fabric outwards, keeping her phone positioned in one hand, giving the chat a perfect view as the bridge of Broly’s coiled-up dick emerged, bulking and flexing with angry lust. Bridget gasped. \"It’s even bigger than I thought! Oh man, I can’t wait to plug all my holes with—\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nTHWOP! Broly’s dick erupted from containment and smacked across Bridget’s face, a meaty impact that rocked through her body. She gave a grunt of deep, perverted bliss, squeezing her thick thighs together and biting her bottom lip in the aftermath of that smack...before gazing upon Broly’s exposed dick. \"Soooo huge!\" she exclaimed, pointing her phone camera at it from below. \"I can’t believe it! I’m gonna...I can’t help myself...aauuuhmm...\"\n\nAs Broly braced himself, Bridget opened wide...wide...and engulfed his cockhead in her mouth, bulging out her right cheek. \"Mmmnph!\" she crooned around a mouthful of dick, starting to schlrp, schlrp, schlrp back and forth, dangling strings of drool from her chin. She shoved more and more dick inside with every pump, slobbering and slurping noisily on Broly’s girthy monstrosity while he clenched his fists tightly by his sides. \"Mm, slp, slp, schlrrrp!\" She gazed up at him in adoration, rolling her tongue out of her mouth only to push herself further down his mast...until the tip pushed against her tight little throat-chute, stopped only by the fact that Bridget’s neck was thinner than Broly’s cock.\n\nBroly gave another guttural grunt. He was losing it, giving into the lust that threatened to drown him with each passing second. He could choose to be submerge...or to ride on those tides, and that was exactly what he did. His right hand clamped down on Bridget’s head and squeezed, wringing his fingers through her beautiful blonde hair and making her grunt. She knew what was coming, and that she had no way of stopping him...but even if she could put a stop to that raging wall of lust, she wouldn’t have.<3<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nGLORK! Without mercy, Broly shoved Bridget forward and down, smushing his dick down her throat with a drool-dislodging squelch! Her neck bloated out like crazy, veins standing out under her skin as she was forced to swallow the fattest sausage she’d ever attempted! She gagged and rippled around his giant rod, eyes wide and watery, trying to keep her camera aimed at herself...until a big glob of spittle/precum drooped onto the screen and obscured the chat’s view. A second GLORK followed as Broly pumped her again on his cock, and a third time, getting nice and comfy inside her sloppy, pillowy throat...\n\nSCHLOP, SCHLOP, SCHLOP, SCHLOP! Broly grasped Bridget’s head with both hands and started to ram her up and down his giant cock, plunging all the way to the hilt again and again. He rocked his hips back and forth, grunting as he bottomed out inside her stomach, each successive thrust produced a fat slobbering deluge of precum from his tip. His balls clenched, working overtime to churn up as much thick, fertile sludge as possible, his breeding instincts taking over everything, claiming his faculties like a corrupting code. The flames of lust burned in his eyes and drove his actions; tightening his grip, he started to ram his hips and drive his giant cock up and down Bridget’s entire gullet!\n\nSCHLORK SCHLORK GLORK GLORK SCHLORK GLORK SCHLORK! Bridget’s eyes rolled back and oozed tears down her cheeks as she throated the fattest cock of her life. Her own raging boner was showing through her shorts by this point, precum dampening the fabric over her tip. Overpowered by the massive man’s hardcore slam-hammering, she grasped onto his charging hips and tried not to lose her mind – fat chance. She glorgled and squelched and GLUK GLUK GLUK GLUKKed on his titanic fuckrod like the onahole she was, her lips sucking in and out of her mouth, strapped so tight around that vein-riddled monstercock that they moved along with it. Broly’s heavy balls beat against her bulging neck and her collarbone again and again, probably bruising her perfect skin, while she did all she could to hold herself steady! By now, the front of her body was a waterfall of spittle and precum, drooling down her bare tummy and over the front of her shorts before dripping into a widening puddle on the floor. GLORK GLORK GLORK GLORK GLORRRBBBKH! Bridget’s eyes twitched, going all cross-eyed and dizzy as Broly rooted his cock inside her, giving a final thrust that carried his tremendous fuckrod all the way down her throat – and with his tip nestled in her stomach, he roared, his cock fattening inside her as he erupted a gargantuan load! BLUORRRRBBBBBCH! He fired geysers of cream inside her, one streaming shot after another. Bridget’s poor, slim middle didn’t stand a chance; her belly expanded, bloating outwards from the sheer volume of Broly’s mega-load! SPLURRRRT, SLORRRRP, SPLORRRT! He flooded her with a true deluge of cum, inflating her belly until she looked heavily pregnant – and only then did he suddenly push on her head, and wrench every inch of his colossal titan-cock out of her! He sprayed the rest of his load, the final few bucket-filling shots, all over Bridget’s upturned, gargling face, flat chest, and bloated belly. Bridget simply ghlurrrrgled pathetically, cum erupting from her mouth and nostrils like a volcano as she rested both hands on her poor, inflated belly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBroly wasn’t done. As soon as he’d finished cumming all over her, he grasped Bridget’s hair and yanked her onto all fours. He moved behind her and grasped her shorts, and yanked them down with a brutal tug! Bridget’s fat, wobbly ass, plump thighs, and fat cock were all exposed at once, and from the state of her shorts – cum gleaming on the inside – she’d just spurted a huge orgasm of her own. \"Guuuuh...\" She groaned as Broly mounted her, smushing his cockhead firmly up between her asscheeks, grinding on her tight little pucker as he sucked thick, aggravated breaths, his neck muscles and jaw tight. \n\nSMACK! SMACK, SMACK, SMACK! Bridget’s broad asscheeks started to wobble and jiggle deliciously as Broly fucked her, rocketing his hips back and forth like a machine. He drilled her with rough pumps right from the start, but this wasn’t nearly his limit. Clutching Bridget’s hips, Broly clobbered her ass hard and fast, grunting and growling as he slammed his balls against her juicy thighs. CLAP, WHAP, CLAP, CLAP, SMACK! His thrusts rocked Bridget back and forth on her hands and knees, bulging her already bloated belly when his cock struck her inner walls, and making her own stiffy bounce and swing back and forth beneath her, hitting Broly’s balls on the backswing and her own inflated cumgut when it swung forwards! She eeped and groaned and hissed in pleasure, unused to such incredible, surging waves of ecstasy. When she came again, she squeaked and tensed, spraying thick ropes of jizz all over the ground, into a widening puddle of white goop! It was an impressive load, but nothing on Broly’s level. CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP SMACK CLAP SMACK! He brutalised Bridget’s ass with huge, gaping thrusts, refusing to stop. He squeezed her waist tightly, racing his hips harder and faster, huffing and puffing with exertion, sweat rolling down his muscled back as he claimed Bridget as his property, his own personal fuckdoll!\n\n\"Ahnn!\" Bridget gasped. \"F-Fuaah! You’re...destroying...meee!\" Cross-eyed and open-mouthed panting, her tongue hanging out over her bottom lip, Bridget held onto what little shreds of sanity she had left – but Broly was testing her limits, bucking hard enough to produce resounding CLAPs each time he barrelled into her cheeks. He switched the grip of one hand to Bridget’s neck, squeezing hard as he used her like the onahole she was. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK! His hips moved faster than was possible for ordinary humans, almost becoming a blur, slamming his balls into her thighs hard enough to ensure they’d be wearing big pink marks for days to come, her perfect skin marred by his brute masculinity. He ruined her asshole without pause, without backing down, shunting into her with a force he’d normally reserve for nonhumans. Bridget was taking it well...or as well as she could; she drooled and slobbered and gargled pathetically, broken down into a sloppy slut by Broly’s nonstop hammering. His thrusts were strong enough to lift her knees off the ground, jolting and jerking her as they wobbled her asscheeks nonstop and splattered her sweat through the air. Her squeals grew to a high pitch as she hit yet another orgasm, squirting cum all down her thighs as she trembled and arched. Broly smacked her ass with an open hand, giving her another mark to wear for days to come – and then he planted his palms on the floor and charged Bridget with his roughest thrusts yet. CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! His balls gurgled angrily as he prepared to give her the cream filling of a lifetime, sucking in air, filled with deep, boiling lust beyond reason or sanity. He demolished Bridget with thrusts that no one could take for long without bones cracking – but thankfully, Bridget wouldn’t have to endure them for long; he was at his limit.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Broly**: \n - Appearance: Broly is described as a 'hulking stud' with a massive bulge in his underwear.\n - Personality: Broly seems to be driven by intense lust and has difficulty controlling himself when confronted with a situation that arouses him.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned explicitly in the story.\n - Relationships: Broly interacts with Bridget, who is clearly attracted to him and initiates intimate contact.\n\n2. **Bridget**: \n - Appearance: Bridget is described as a blonde-haired cutie with a thick ass, wearing a tight workout bra and shorts that show off her physique.\n - Personality: Bridget appears to be confident, flirtatious, and enjoys teasing others.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned explicitly in the story.\n - Relationships: Bridget is the main character and interacts with Broly, whom she is attracted to and initiates intimate contact with.\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Lust-driven behavior**: Both Broly and Bridget exhibit strong lust-driven behaviors throughout the story. They are both overwhelmed by their desires and act impulsively without considering consequences.\n2. **Impulsiveness**: The characters often act on impulse, leading to unexpected situations and outcomes.\n3. **Physical reactions**: The characters experience intense physical reactions to each other's presence, including arousal, pleasure, and pain.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Phone**: Bridget uses her phone to record and live-stream her interactions with Broly. It serves as a tool for documentation and communication.\n2. **Clothing**: The characters wear various forms of clothing, which play a role in their interactions. For example, Bridget's tight workout bra and shorts accentuate her physique.\n3. **Shorts**: Broly's shorts are yanked down by Bridget, exposing his underwear and allowing for intimate contact.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **Social norms**: The story does not explicitly mention social norms, but it implies that public displays of intimacy might be frowned upon.\n2. **Rules about recording and streaming**: There are no explicit rules mentioned regarding recording and streaming intimate activities, but it is implied that some individuals (like Bridget) may engage in such activities without hesitation.\n3. **Magical or supernatural abilities**: None are mentioned in the story.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Setting**: The story takes place in a gym, specifically in the men's changing room.\n2. **Politics and social hierarchy**: There is no indication of a larger political or social structure in this story.\n3. **Geography**: The geography beyond the gym is not explored in this narrative.\n4. **Culture**: The culture surrounding the characters' actions and attitudes towards intimacy is not explicitly discussed.\n\nPlease note that this analysis focuses solely on the provided text and avoids adding any information not explicitly stated within the story.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBroly gave her one more powerful thrust, ramming all the way into Bridget and rooting his cock inside her – before snarling as he erupted inside her. He unleashed a load several gallons in size, blasting cum through his hyper-stimulated fuck-cannon until he saw stars. He pushed Bridget’s limits, stretching and straining her belly outwards and downwards. Her bloating cumgut kissed the floor and spread out to the sides, pancaked by her own weight, until she was sprawling on top of her own belly like a burbling, cum-filled waterbed, her arms and legs flopped over its shifting, gurgling flanks. Only then did Bridget’s cheeks bloat, filling with cum, as she tried her best to purse her lips and keep all of Broly’s jizz inside.\n\nIt was hopeless. Bluorrrrgh! Bridget puked a huge, pressurised arc of jizz through the air, splattering across the floor and creating another wide puddle. Bridget’s eyes blurred completely out of *malicious link removed* as she sprayed Broly’s jizz from her open mouth, gargling and spluttering. Her mouth wasn’t a wide enough channel to accommodate all the splooge pouring out of her; soon her nostrils sprayed jizz as well, while she went cross-eyed once more.\n\nBroly kept on hosing cum through Bridget for a whole minute, rocking his hips and smushing her bruised and reddened asscheeks under his hips, panting for precious air. When he finally pulled back, Bridget squeaked and quivered, unable to muster up the strength to peer over her shoulder...but if she had, she would have borne witness to the obscene sight of Broly’s dick dislodging from her asshole, inch after inch of broad titan-cock caked in layers of jizz. He pulled all two feet of his cock out of her, then flopped it on her back as he knelt there wheezing, Bridget sweating and gurgling underneath him.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"F-Fuaa...\" Bridget grabbed her fallen phone off the ground and wiped the screen with a trembling hand. \"D-Did you get any of that...? Hnnn... This is Bridget...signing off...!\"\n\nShe closed the stream and groaned as she flopped out on the floor, panting and muttering obscenities, sweat and cum coating every inch of her. She groaned then, and puked up another thick spray of thick, fertile cum. \"Bluerrrkh! ...Ungh...ulgh... You’re...crazy, big guy...\"\n\nBroly could do little but wheeze for air, rocking his hips slowly to tease his softening cock along Bridget’s back. He was coming back to his senses now, just a little – enough to frown as he saw the havoc he’d wreaked on Bridget’s body, bloating her tummy out to the size of a beachball. At last, he moved off of her and grabbed his shorts. \"Learned your lesson?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Ungh...\" Bridget squirmed where she sprawled, unable to rise, or even to move much at all. \"I’ve learned...that I want you in future streams!\"\n\nBroly studied her with narrowed eyes. At last, he sighed and scratched his neck. \"You crazy.\"\n\nBridget shuddered and chuckled, before BLUORKing up semen from her ass and mouth at the same time, as Broly pressed a foot down on her back.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Ash-faced, likely due to stress or fatigue.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, responsible, caring (especially towards Fiona), slightly sarcastic, experienced mercenary with a troubled past.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n - Has a complicated past involving violence and regret.\n\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, young noblewoman.\n - Personality: Curious, adventurous, passionate, sometimes reckless, and strong-willed.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed Bethol as her bodyguard.\n - Saved Bethol's life twice during their adventure.\n\n3. **Raven-Haired Harpy Matriarch**:\n - Appearance: Tall, black-haired, dignified demeanor, wears a primitive dress made of braided bones, fangs, and wooden fetishes.\n - Personality: Authoritative, calm, menacing, and calculating.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, possibly magic or divine powers connected to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Leader of the harpy tribe, demands sacrifice in exchange for knowledge.\n\n4. **Dark-Skinned Woman**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Personality: Not described.\n - Special Abilities: Not described.\n - Relationships: Mentioned in Bethol's flashbacks as someone he killed in the past, causing guilt and regret.\n\n5. **Harpy Tribe Members**:\n - Appearance: Dark-brown skin, winged arms, taloned feet, loincloths covering most of their bodies.\n - Personality: Fierce, aggressive, and seemingly obedient to the raven-haired matriarch.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, talons, possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Part of the harpy tribe under the leadership of the raven-haired matriarch.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Basilisk**: \n - Appearance: Large reptilian creature with grey scales, venom-dripping fangs, and sinister orange eyes.\n - Quirk/Trait: Can paralyze victims with its gaze.\n - Function: Deadly predator in the Shada Mountains.\n\n2. **Harpies**: \n - Appearance: Winged, human-like females with dark-brown skin and various adornments.\n - Quirk/Trait: Possess flight capabilities, talons, and possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Guardians of the ancestral mountain, demanding sacrifices in return for knowledge.\n\n3. **Thûrdu Tribe**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Friendly and helpful towards outsiders, providing information about the dangers of the Shada Mountains.\n - Function: Local inhabitants who have coexisted with the harpies for some time.\n\n4. **Fiona's Journal**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Fiona plans to write about her experiences and adventures.\n - Function: Unmentioned but potentially serves as a means of recording historical events or personal growth.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ceremonial Knife**:\n - Appearance: Long, curved blade wielded by the raven-haired harpy matriarch.\n - Purpose: Used for human sacrifices to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Deadly instrument for carrying out the matriarch's orders.\n\n2. **Scimitar**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Purpose: Possibly used by Bethol in the past for violent actions.\n - Function: Associated with Bethol's troubled past and feelings of guilt.\n\n3. **Dried Grass Huts**:\n - Appearance: Simple dwellings constructed using dried grass and gnarled tree branches.\n - Purpose: Serves as shelter for the harpy tribe members.\n - Function: Provides housing for the harpies, possibly indicating a more complex social structure.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The Sky Mother**:\n - Lore/Rule: A deity worshipped by the harpy tribe, demanding sacrifices in exchange for knowledge and protection.\n - System: The harpies believe they are Daughters of the Sky, while humans are Children of the Earth; this dichotomy might influence their interactions and decisions.\n\n2. **Magic/Divine Powers**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpies possess magical or divine abilities connected to the \"Sky Mother\", allowing them to fly and potentially control the environment.\n - System: These powers seem to be tied to the harpies' connection to the \"Sky Mother\" and their role as guardians of the ancestral mountain.\n\n3. **Sacrifices**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe demands human sacrifices to appease the \"Sky Mother\" and maintain balance between the world above and below.\n - System: Sacrifices serve as a means of maintaining harmony and ensuring the continuation of the harpy tribe's existence.\n\n4. **Social Hierarchies**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe has a clear hierarchical structure, with the raven-haired matriarch holding authority over the rest of the tribe.\n - System: This hierarchy influences decision-making processes within the tribe and determines how individuals interact with one another.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Shada Mountains**:\n - Geography: Desolate, rocky terrain with steep cliffs and narrow ledges.\n - Politics: Home to the Thûrdu tribe and inhabited by deadly creatures like basilisks.\n - Social Hierarchy: None mentioned, but the presence of the Thûrdu tribe suggests a relatively peaceful coexistence among local inhabitants.\n\n2. **Ancestral Mountain**:\n - Geography: Rocky outcroppings with spike-like formations, featuring a large circular clearing (the Offering Pit).\n - Politics: Controlled by the harpy tribe, which demands sacrifices from outsiders seeking knowledge.\n - Social Hierarchy: The harpy tribe is governed by the raven-haired matriarch, with other tribe members following her lead.\n\n3. **Cranagh**:\n - Location: Not specified.\n - Culture: Fiona mentions that views like the one on the unnamed peak do not exist in Cranagh, suggesting it may be a place with limited natural beauty or unique geography.\n\nThese descriptions should provide a comprehensive understanding of the characters, universe details, and lore presented in the story so far.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAuthor's Preface:\n\nWell, once again I failed at keeping the chapter short, sigh. You should all know the drill by now: First part is mostly story and world-building; second part is mostly sex scenes.\n\n\"Whatever you do Fiona, don't look down.\"\n\nBethol regretted the words as soon as he'd spoken them, for such warnings always ended up having the opposite effect of their intended goal. Of course this time proved to to be no exception: The golden-haired noble woman immediately turned her head to the right and peered over the rocky cliff edge, her face turning completely pale as she stared down an almost-vertical drop that continued for several hundred feet before abruptly meeting solid ground. The steep cliff side was also covered by a great number of stony, spike-like formations that emerged from the mountain in a pattern so regular that one might doubt whether the deadly-looking arrangements were really natural occurrences, and not the result of some malicious god's attempt at making the tall peak as menacing as possible.\n\nThe mercenary yanked his ashed-faced employer away from the yawning precipice.\n\n\"I told you not to look down!\" said Bethol sternly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I know, I know! My curiosity just got the better of me, that's all...\" Fiona replied in a shaken voice.\n\nTwo days had passed since the duo's perilous escape from the subterranean town of Deep Reach and it's green-skinned inhabitants, but the small travelling party hadn't yet moved on from the desolate Shada Mountains. The local Thûrdu tribe hadn't just told them of the underground goblins that could be found in the region: the friendly tribesmen had also pointed them towards one of the tall peaks that crowned the southern-most part of the mountain range, explaining that a flock of harpies made their home atop it's rocky bluffs. Not much was known of these winged females, so naturally Fiona had wanted to go see them, despite the many warnings offered by the Thûrdu regarding the dangers of that particular mountain.\n\nFinding the unnamed peak had been fairly easy; locating a traversable path toward it's summit, however, proved to be much harder, forcing them to settle for a narrow track that snaked it's way up around the outer edges of the mountain. This also meant they had to leave behind their horses at the foot of the craggy slopes while the two of them made their way up the uneasy pathway, which was so thin and narrow that there was barely enough room for the two travellers to stand shoulder-to-shoulder without tumbling down the rocky cliff side.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well, try to get that curiosity under control then; I can't protect you from your own recklessness you know.\" chided the mercenary.\n\n\"So just keep your eyes on the path until we reach the summit.\"\n\nThe ashen-faced Fiona simply responded with an annoyed \"hmph!\", but she nevertheless followed Bethol's suggestion and turned her eyes down to her feet as she trailed after him up the shaky mountain ledge.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe narrow trail continued it's serpentine path around the rocky peak for almost a mile without any change in the scenery, besides the lone stone-ram they'd been forced to tip-toe around as the animal lazily chewed on a small patch of thistles, before the precarious ledge suddenly ended in a long, flat plateau. The stony platform protruded from the mountain for several-dozen feet, almost like a larger version of the many spike-like formations they'd seen earlier, and was wide enough for the exhausted duo to take a well-needed rest without fear of falling into the yawning abyss below them.\n\n\"Look at the view from here!\" exclaimed Fiona, her eyes sparkling with wonder as they looked out across the horizon.\n\nShe took a few careful steps further up the long plateau.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Careful now Fiona. Remember what I told you earlier.\" Bethol warned her in a tired voice as he lay on the rocky floor near the base of the platform.\n\nThe noblewoman shot him an icy glare.\n\n\"You're not my father Bethol, so stop treating me like a child. Now get your lazy backside up from the ground and come take a look at this amazing sight!\" said Fiona in a voice that somehow managed to sound both angry and excited at the same time.\n\nA drawn out sigh could be heard from the mercenary as he reluctantly pulled himself up on his feet and walked over to his employer near the edge of the rocky platform. Bethol followed her gaze and was immediately struck breathless by the awe-inspiring sight: He saw the desolate landscape of the Shada Mountains stretched out before him as a large grey stain shrouding the ground far below, before it transitioned into the endless grassy plains of the Spear Steppes, it's yellow-greenish prairies continuing out across the horizon like a vast ocean as the evening sun hung in the cloudless sky above and bathed the flat vista in gleaming sunlight.\n\n\"Wow...\" was all the dumbstruck mercenary could articulate as he took in the beautiful view.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe stole a glance at the young woman beside him, her golden hair flowing in the wind and eyes shining with awe as she looked out across the endless expanse.\n\n\"I take it you don't get views like this in Cranagh?\" asked Bethol teasingly.\n\n\"No. No you don't...\" replied the noblewoman in a breathless voice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"It really makes you think, doesn't it? How small and insignificant we really are. I know a few people back home who could definitely learn a thing or two from a view like...\"\n\nHISSSS!\n\nFiona never managed to finish her sentence, for a strange noise suddenly cut her off; an alien wheezing that almost sounded like breathing, only much louder and with a distinct...inhuman...aspect to it. Both the mercenary and his blonde employer jerked around towards the source of the threatening sound, and both felt a stab of fear in their guts as they watched a large, lumbering reptilian creature make it's way up the narrow ledge they had just been traversing. It's body was covered in a layer of sturdy scales, coloured in a murky-grey hue that made the huge lizard blend in perfectly with the rocky environment, as well as a series of sharp spikes running down it's long spine until it ended in a short, stubby tail. Bethol estimated it to be at least fifteen feet long with a width and bulk similar to that of an ox, despite the fact that the creature's belly was almost completely level with the ground beneath it due to it's short reptilian feet. And while it's long v-shaped head lined with venom-dripping fangs inspired plenty of fear, the most terrifying part of the creature was actually it's dark-orange eyes, which shined with a sinister intelligence that seemed both cunning and cruel.\n\n\"What is that?!\" exclaimed Fiona in a panic-stricken voice.\n\nBethol held up a shaking hand, signalling the frightened girl to remain still.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I think...I think it's a basilisk.\" he replied as calmly as he could.\n\nThe mercenary had heard stories of the giant, man-eating reptiles before, but none of them had prepared him for the lumbering monstrosity before him.\n\nHISSSS!\n\nAnother piercing growl sounded from the basilisk's slightly-parted jaws as it crawled unto the same plateau as the frightened duo was currently standing on, the claws on it's feet gripping the stony ground so as to make it's giant frame more secure on the perilous platform. As it crawled closer the mercenary also noticed an ominous blood spatter dripping from the front of it's menacing snout, as well as a few clumps of white stone-ram fur entangled it's fangs.\n\n\"What do we do Bethol?\" half-whispered the noblewoman as she slowly backed away from the approaching monster.\n\n\"I'm working on it!\" responded the mercenary tensely.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Ash-faced, likely due to stress or fatigue.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, responsible, caring (especially towards Fiona), slightly sarcastic, experienced mercenary with a troubled past.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n - Has a complicated past involving violence and regret.\n\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, young noblewoman.\n - Personality: Curious, adventurous, passionate, sometimes reckless, and strong-willed.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed Bethol as her bodyguard.\n - Saved Bethol's life twice during their adventure.\n\n3. **Raven-Haired Harpy Matriarch**:\n - Appearance: Tall, black-haired, dignified demeanor, wears a primitive dress made of braided bones, fangs, and wooden fetishes.\n - Personality: Authoritative, calm, menacing, and calculating.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, possibly magic or divine powers connected to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Leader of the harpy tribe, demands sacrifice in exchange for knowledge.\n\n4. **Dark-Skinned Woman**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Personality: Not described.\n - Special Abilities: Not described.\n - Relationships: Mentioned in Bethol's flashbacks as someone he killed in the past, causing guilt and regret.\n\n5. **Harpy Tribe Members**:\n - Appearance: Dark-brown skin, winged arms, taloned feet, loincloths covering most of their bodies.\n - Personality: Fierce, aggressive, and seemingly obedient to the raven-haired matriarch.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, talons, possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Part of the harpy tribe under the leadership of the raven-haired matriarch.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Basilisk**: \n - Appearance: Large reptilian creature with grey scales, venom-dripping fangs, and sinister orange eyes.\n - Quirk/Trait: Can paralyze victims with its gaze.\n - Function: Deadly predator in the Shada Mountains.\n\n2. **Harpies**: \n - Appearance: Winged, human-like females with dark-brown skin and various adornments.\n - Quirk/Trait: Possess flight capabilities, talons, and possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Guardians of the ancestral mountain, demanding sacrifices in return for knowledge.\n\n3. **Thûrdu Tribe**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Friendly and helpful towards outsiders, providing information about the dangers of the Shada Mountains.\n - Function: Local inhabitants who have coexisted with the harpies for some time.\n\n4. **Fiona's Journal**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Fiona plans to write about her experiences and adventures.\n - Function: Unmentioned but potentially serves as a means of recording historical events or personal growth.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ceremonial Knife**:\n - Appearance: Long, curved blade wielded by the raven-haired harpy matriarch.\n - Purpose: Used for human sacrifices to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Deadly instrument for carrying out the matriarch's orders.\n\n2. **Scimitar**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Purpose: Possibly used by Bethol in the past for violent actions.\n - Function: Associated with Bethol's troubled past and feelings of guilt.\n\n3. **Dried Grass Huts**:\n - Appearance: Simple dwellings constructed using dried grass and gnarled tree branches.\n - Purpose: Serves as shelter for the harpy tribe members.\n - Function: Provides housing for the harpies, possibly indicating a more complex social structure.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The Sky Mother**:\n - Lore/Rule: A deity worshipped by the harpy tribe, demanding sacrifices in exchange for knowledge and protection.\n - System: The harpies believe they are Daughters of the Sky, while humans are Children of the Earth; this dichotomy might influence their interactions and decisions.\n\n2. **Magic/Divine Powers**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpies possess magical or divine abilities connected to the \"Sky Mother\", allowing them to fly and potentially control the environment.\n - System: These powers seem to be tied to the harpies' connection to the \"Sky Mother\" and their role as guardians of the ancestral mountain.\n\n3. **Sacrifices**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe demands human sacrifices to appease the \"Sky Mother\" and maintain balance between the world above and below.\n - System: Sacrifices serve as a means of maintaining harmony and ensuring the continuation of the harpy tribe's existence.\n\n4. **Social Hierarchies**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe has a clear hierarchical structure, with the raven-haired matriarch holding authority over the rest of the tribe.\n - System: This hierarchy influences decision-making processes within the tribe and determines how individuals interact with one another.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Shada Mountains**:\n - Geography: Desolate, rocky terrain with steep cliffs and narrow ledges.\n - Politics: Home to the Thûrdu tribe and inhabited by deadly creatures like basilisks.\n - Social Hierarchy: None mentioned, but the presence of the Thûrdu tribe suggests a relatively peaceful coexistence among local inhabitants.\n\n2. **Ancestral Mountain**:\n - Geography: Rocky outcroppings with spike-like formations, featuring a large circular clearing (the Offering Pit).\n - Politics: Controlled by the harpy tribe, which demands sacrifices from outsiders seeking knowledge.\n - Social Hierarchy: The harpy tribe is governed by the raven-haired matriarch, with other tribe members following her lead.\n\n3. **Cranagh**:\n - Location: Not specified.\n - Culture: Fiona mentions that views like the one on the unnamed peak do not exist in Cranagh, suggesting it may be a place with limited natural beauty or unique geography.\n\nThese descriptions should provide a comprehensive understanding of the characters, universe details, and lore presented in the story so far.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"In the meantime try not to look into it's eyes; I've heard basilisks use their gaze to paralyse their victims.\"\n\nSuch comments would've usually launched the ever-curios Fiona into a drawn out interrogation of Bethol regarding the natural habits and behaviours of basilisks, but fortunately the young woman possessed enough common sense to save that for later, given the man-eating monster hungrily looking down on them.\n\nThings are looking pretty grim... thought the mercenary as the two of them continued to backstep further up the elongated plateau. The bulk of the approaching basilisk covered the majority of the rocky platform, and so blocked the duo's only path of escape save for the narrow space between it's flanks and the outer edges of the plateau, both of which barely left enough room for a single person to pass by, let alone two. And most alarming of all was that it wouldn't take long before the back-peddling pair would reach the end of the elongated platform...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Alright Fiona, listen closely: This might sound risky, but I think we need to go around it.\" said Bethol in a careful voice.\n\n\"I reckon it takes some time for that son-of-bitch to turn it's body around, so if we can just get behind it I'm sure we'll be able to just outrun it back down the trail.\"\n\nThe frightened woman nodded slowly in response.\n\n\"That sounds plausible. But how are we ever going to get close enough to that?\" she asked.\n\nHe pointed towards the left side of the approaching beast.\n\n\"First I'll draw it's attention by feinting to the left; then you run around it's right side.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"But what about you?\" exclaimed Fiona in a concerned voice.\n\nThe mercenary replied by flashing her a confidant smile.\n\n\"I should be able to get around the bastard on my own; my old company captain always praised me for my quick footwork.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnd with that he was off, sprinting towards the lumbering basilisk using wide, noticeable movements, accompanied by loud shouts and jeers to make the beast focus on him. It definitely seemed to be working, for the scaled monster turned it's reptilian head towards him and began to crawl in his direction.\n\nHISSSS!\n\nOnly a couple of arms-lengths now separated the mercenary and the venom-dripping basilisk. Bethol stopped running and adopted a defensive posture, preparing himself to dodge the inevitable lunge of the monstrous jaws. But in his efforts to better predict the incoming attack he ended up forgetting his own advice: his eyes briefly locked with the monster's sinister stare. The dark-orange eyes shone with a dull glimmer, and the mercenary suddenly found himself unable to move his body, leaving him frozen in place and unable to do anything besides watch the hungry lizard slowly crawl towards it's paralysed prey. He wanted to scream and cry out, but not even the muscles in his face nor his mouth would obey him; not as long as he was gazing into the basilisk's mesmerizing eyes...\n\nWell, I guess this is it... thought Bethol regretfully as the hulking reptile moved close enough for him to smell it's stomach-churning breath.\n\nCan't say it's been a bad life; I've travelled the wide world, met plenty of interesting people, slept with plenty of gorgeous women. Hell, the only regret I have would be...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nA series of nightmarish images from the past sailed through his head: his own hands, covered in blood and bearing a curved scimitar; wagons filled with emaciated prisoners chained together like cattle, many of them bearing bloody whip-wounds; a dark-skinned chieftain, looking down on the mercenary's kneeling form with disgust...\n\nSaving one hard-headed noblewoman won't make up for that, but hopefully it'll make the gods show a bit of mercy when they decide my fate in the afterlife. Speaking of which...\n\nThe scaly monster opened it's fanged mouth, with both venom and saliva drooling from it in ample amounts, and then slowly extended it's v-shaped head towards the paralysed Bethol. But just before the foul-smelling maw closed about him he felt something ram into him from his right side, completely knocking the mercenary away from the hulking basilisk and it's paralysing stare. His eyes had been fixed on the monster's ensnaring gaze so he never saw what had collided with him, but as he tumbled across the rocky platform he caught several glimpses of a light-blue dress, while faint feminine grunts of pain filled the air, which was enough for him to figure out that Fiona must have slammed into him in order to break his paralysis, rather than running to safety like Bethol had told her to. But unfortunately she seemed to have underestimated the force of her impact, for the collision ended up hurling both of them across the stony plateau, right towards the edge and the yawning abyss below...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol managed to grab hold of the rocky ground as soon as he rolled over the precipice, acting more on instinct than any thing else, while the golden-haired noblewoman ended up frantically clinging to her bodyguard's lower body as they both dangled over the edge of the plateau.\n\n\"You idiot! Why did you come back for me?\" yelled Bethol angrily as he desperately tried to keep his grip on the platform.\n\n\"Couldn't you've just followed my advice this one time? Now we're both gonna die!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nFiona didn't respond to his furious words, busy as she was with screaming in panic while looking down at the empty air stretched out below them for hundreds of feet. The weight of the young woman wouldn't have bothered the mercenary under normal circumstances, but as he was dangling perilously over the edge of the plateau it made it impossible for him to climb back up, especially since the girl couldn't help swinging and swaying in fear beneath him, and the utter lack of solid handholds on the flat platform didn't do much to help the situation. So when Bethol began to feel his fingers loose their grip on the hard stone he was powerless to do anything about it, besides crying out in horror as the duo plummeted down towards the ground...\n\nBethol must've lost consciousness shortly after the deadly drop, for he awoke a few minutes later with a sharp pain in his shoulders. A wave of panic and confusion immediately rolled over him however, for there was no still solid ground beneath his feet, only the same yawning drop from before staring up at him, but for some reason he wasn't falling to his death; rather he seemed to be somehow gliding through the air. As his jumbled mind tried to figure out what was going on he felt another stab of pain in his upper arms, and when he turned his head to look he was surprised to see a set of large talons coiled around his left shoulder. His gaze continued up past the sharp talons, where he saw that they were actually connected to a pair of slender human-like-legs, which was then further connected to a dark-skinned young woman with wide, black-feathered wings on her arms. Looking around himself he realized that there were actually multiple of these winged women carrying him through the air (two for each of his arms), who all kept their gaze firmly fixed on the mountain peak rising before them without offering so much as a single glance down at their confused passenger. Betol figured that they'd snatched him out of the air after he'd fallen from the rocky plateau, but he still had no idea why these bird-women had saved him and where they were taking him; he tried calling out to them, but the heavy wind completely drowned out his words.\n\nHe was happy though too see Fiona's ashed-faced form soaring through the air just a handful of paces to his right, carried aloft by a group of flying young women similar to his own. He yelled out to her as loud as he could, but nothing aside from the strong currents and the deafening sound of multiple wings flapping around his head could be heard.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Ash-faced, likely due to stress or fatigue.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, responsible, caring (especially towards Fiona), slightly sarcastic, experienced mercenary with a troubled past.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n - Has a complicated past involving violence and regret.\n\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, young noblewoman.\n - Personality: Curious, adventurous, passionate, sometimes reckless, and strong-willed.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed Bethol as her bodyguard.\n - Saved Bethol's life twice during their adventure.\n\n3. **Raven-Haired Harpy Matriarch**:\n - Appearance: Tall, black-haired, dignified demeanor, wears a primitive dress made of braided bones, fangs, and wooden fetishes.\n - Personality: Authoritative, calm, menacing, and calculating.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, possibly magic or divine powers connected to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Leader of the harpy tribe, demands sacrifice in exchange for knowledge.\n\n4. **Dark-Skinned Woman**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Personality: Not described.\n - Special Abilities: Not described.\n - Relationships: Mentioned in Bethol's flashbacks as someone he killed in the past, causing guilt and regret.\n\n5. **Harpy Tribe Members**:\n - Appearance: Dark-brown skin, winged arms, taloned feet, loincloths covering most of their bodies.\n - Personality: Fierce, aggressive, and seemingly obedient to the raven-haired matriarch.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, talons, possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Part of the harpy tribe under the leadership of the raven-haired matriarch.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Basilisk**: \n - Appearance: Large reptilian creature with grey scales, venom-dripping fangs, and sinister orange eyes.\n - Quirk/Trait: Can paralyze victims with its gaze.\n - Function: Deadly predator in the Shada Mountains.\n\n2. **Harpies**: \n - Appearance: Winged, human-like females with dark-brown skin and various adornments.\n - Quirk/Trait: Possess flight capabilities, talons, and possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Guardians of the ancestral mountain, demanding sacrifices in return for knowledge.\n\n3. **Thûrdu Tribe**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Friendly and helpful towards outsiders, providing information about the dangers of the Shada Mountains.\n - Function: Local inhabitants who have coexisted with the harpies for some time.\n\n4. **Fiona's Journal**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Fiona plans to write about her experiences and adventures.\n - Function: Unmentioned but potentially serves as a means of recording historical events or personal growth.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ceremonial Knife**:\n - Appearance: Long, curved blade wielded by the raven-haired harpy matriarch.\n - Purpose: Used for human sacrifices to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Deadly instrument for carrying out the matriarch's orders.\n\n2. **Scimitar**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Purpose: Possibly used by Bethol in the past for violent actions.\n - Function: Associated with Bethol's troubled past and feelings of guilt.\n\n3. **Dried Grass Huts**:\n - Appearance: Simple dwellings constructed using dried grass and gnarled tree branches.\n - Purpose: Serves as shelter for the harpy tribe members.\n - Function: Provides housing for the harpies, possibly indicating a more complex social structure.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The Sky Mother**:\n - Lore/Rule: A deity worshipped by the harpy tribe, demanding sacrifices in exchange for knowledge and protection.\n - System: The harpies believe they are Daughters of the Sky, while humans are Children of the Earth; this dichotomy might influence their interactions and decisions.\n\n2. **Magic/Divine Powers**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpies possess magical or divine abilities connected to the \"Sky Mother\", allowing them to fly and potentially control the environment.\n - System: These powers seem to be tied to the harpies' connection to the \"Sky Mother\" and their role as guardians of the ancestral mountain.\n\n3. **Sacrifices**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe demands human sacrifices to appease the \"Sky Mother\" and maintain balance between the world above and below.\n - System: Sacrifices serve as a means of maintaining harmony and ensuring the continuation of the harpy tribe's existence.\n\n4. **Social Hierarchies**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe has a clear hierarchical structure, with the raven-haired matriarch holding authority over the rest of the tribe.\n - System: This hierarchy influences decision-making processes within the tribe and determines how individuals interact with one another.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Shada Mountains**:\n - Geography: Desolate, rocky terrain with steep cliffs and narrow ledges.\n - Politics: Home to the Thûrdu tribe and inhabited by deadly creatures like basilisks.\n - Social Hierarchy: None mentioned, but the presence of the Thûrdu tribe suggests a relatively peaceful coexistence among local inhabitants.\n\n2. **Ancestral Mountain**:\n - Geography: Rocky outcroppings with spike-like formations, featuring a large circular clearing (the Offering Pit).\n - Politics: Controlled by the harpy tribe, which demands sacrifices from outsiders seeking knowledge.\n - Social Hierarchy: The harpy tribe is governed by the raven-haired matriarch, with other tribe members following her lead.\n\n3. **Cranagh**:\n - Location: Not specified.\n - Culture: Fiona mentions that views like the one on the unnamed peak do not exist in Cranagh, suggesting it may be a place with limited natural beauty or unique geography.\n\nThese descriptions should provide a comprehensive understanding of the characters, universe details, and lore presented in the story so far.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nI guess we just have to wait and see where they take us... thought Bethol worriedly, after he gave up trying to communicate with the golden-haired noblewoman.\n\nCan't be worse than falling to our death. I think...\n\nThe uncomfortable flight ended up lasting nearly a quarter of an hour, which left the arms of both the mercenary and his young employer completely numb, before the duo was finally unceremoniously dropped off on solid ground. They raised themselves up from the rocky floor, accompanied by groans of pain as they stretched out their sore limbs, before Bethol and Fiona took a look at their surroundings: They were clearly still on the unnamed mountain, for the tall summit could still be seen from where they were standing, but aside from that they couldn't recognize any part of their surroundings. Around them were plenty of those spike-like rock formations they'd noticed earlier, but these varied not just in their size and shape but also in which direction they were protruding form, which resulted in a tumultuous tangle of intertwined rock formations rising above them like rooftops. A great number of the feathered women could be seen perched atop of the stony outcroppings, along with a matching number of small huts made out of dried grass and gnarled tree branches.\n\n\"Do you think these are the harpies the Thûrdu warned us about?\" half-whispered Fiona as the duo glanced up the winged creatures.\n\n\"Taloned feet,winged arms, exclusively female; they certainly fit the bill.\" answered Bethol sarcastically.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe harpies which had saved them from the deadly drop and carried them up to this strange part of the mountain hovered in the air just above the duo, but before the golden-haired noblewoman was able to talk to any of them they all began to loudly screech down at her in a threatening manner. Bethol grabbed his employer's hand and dragged her away from the menacing bird-women, who kept up their deafening shrieking as they followed the earth-bound pair from above.\n\n\"I think they wants us to go further into their territory.\" the mercenary said to Fiona, while he nodded towards a small path leading deeper into the thicket of spiky rock formations.\n\nAnd sure enough, as soon as the duo started moving in that direction the harpies stopped their screeching. They still continued to hover in air directly above the two travellers however, guiding them through the jungle of stony spikes by squawking menacingly whenever Bethol or Fiona started straying from the correct path, like a hound herding a flock of sheep. The trail continued like so for a couple of minutes, before it suddenly ended in a large circular clearing nestled amidst a sea of large stony outcroppings; it made Bethol think of a gigantic cage, since many of the spike-like rock formations extended out over the circular area like the bars of a prison cell. A large group of harpies sat perched above the flat clearing, their gazes locked on the two approaching humans with an unreadable expression on their female faces, and among them sat a distinctively tall, black-haired harpy with an impressive pair of large wings who carried herself in the dignified manner of one who wielded authority. The raven-haired harpy also wore some sort of primitive dress made of countless long strings, each of them braided with bones, fangs or wooden fetishes, while all the other harpies were merely wearing loincloths that only barely covered their sex, leaving most of their dark-brown skin completely exposed; including their well-shaped breast, which Bethol couldn't help but notice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Strangers! Approach the Offering Pit!\"\n\nThe words came from the raven-haired woman, in a deep matronly voice that clearly tolerated no discussion. Bethol and Fiona hesitantly stepped into the large clearing, which they noticed was actually covered in a thick layer of soft grass tufts and animal hides. They also noticed few skeletons of indeterminable origin lying buried amidst the cushioned floor...\n\n\"Tell us why you have come to our ancestral mountain, and know that should you be caught lying your lives shall surely be forfeit!\" bellowed the elaborately dressed harpy.\n\nFiona cleared her throat and took a step forward.\n\n\"My name is Fiona Greenfield, and I've come here to meet with the harpies of the Shada Mountains.Not for any ill purpose, but rather in hopes of learning about your proud customs and traditions.\"\n\nShe turned her gaze to the many other spectating harpies looking down at them.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Many humans sees you as little more than mindless animals. Other sees you as frightful monsters. But I know that you're none of those things, and if you agree to help me then I'll be able show that to the world!\" exclaimed the golden-haired noblewoman, accompanied by a series of sweeping gestures and dramatic poses.\n\nA series of murmurs ran through the crowd of feathered women, who all regarded the blonde woman with looks of either curiosity or confusion.\n\n\"I hear no signs of malevolence or duplicity upon your tongue, stranger.\" announced the raven-haired harpy.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"However, I think your quest foolish: we harpies are Daughters of the Sky, while you humans are Children of the Earth; why should we care about your ignorance?\"\n\n\"Because our ignorance might mean the end of your race! Your people can't hide up here for-\" Fiona cried out in response.\n\n\"HUUAAAWK!\"\n\nThe raven-haired matron's loud screech echoed out through the Offering Pit and the surrounding rock formations, cutting off Fiona in the middle of her sentence.\n\n\"We do not accept your reasons for coming here, which makes you both intruders upon our ancestral mountain!\"\n\nA sudden silence settled over the many spectating harpies; all of them wearing a mask of quiet anticipation as they breathlessly waited for their matron's next words.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"The Sky Mother demands a sacrifice in return! One of you must present her with the ultimate offering: an offering of life!\"\n\nAll colour drained from the duo's faces after hearing their merciless sentence, while the rocky spikes above them erupted into a chorus of excited female cheers. Bethol quickly looked back towards the entrance to the circular clearing, only to find it guarded by a handful of determined-looking harpies; some of them even raised their sharp talons threateningly, as if they could read his desperate intentions on his face.\n\nLooks like running isn't an option... thought Bethol dejectedly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe turned his gaze up to the dress-wearing harpy, who simply shot him back a look of cold expectancy that crushed the faint hopes he had of talking their way of their fate.\n\n\"One of you must offer your life to the Sky Mother! Decide amongst yourself, but if you tarry too long then you shall both be sacrificed!\"\n\nHer dramatic verdict could barely be heard over the loud jeers and excited squawking coming from the spectating harpies, and yet the mercenary still felt a chill envelop his body from the underlying tone of finality in her words. But this wasn't the first time he'd felt the cold breath of death on his neck that day, and so it only took him a brief inner struggle to calmly turn towards his golden-haired employer and say:<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I'll do it.\"\n\nFiona looked back at him with both confusion and despair marring her cute face.\n\n\"But...I was the one who brought us here. It's my responsibility...\" she stammered out hesitantly.\n\nBethol calmly shook his head.\n\n\"I'm supposed to protect you, remember? You've saved my sorry hide once today already; my pride as an arm-for-hire just wouldn't be able to recover if I let you do that a second time.\" the mercenary responded in his usual jovial voice.\n\n\"That's ridiculous! Mercenaries don't care about their pride!\" exclaimed Fiona heatedly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"There's nothing heroic about this!\"\n\nAn angry glare had replaced his resigned smile as he snapped back at the golden-haired noblewoman.\n\n\"A man like me can never be a hero. Not after what I've done...\"\n\nAn image of a dark-skinned woman lying dead at his feet briefly passed through his mind.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: \n - Appearance: Ash-faced, likely due to stress or fatigue.\n - Personality: Pacifistic, responsible, caring (especially towards Fiona), slightly sarcastic, experienced mercenary with a troubled past.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed by Fiona Greenfield.\n - Has a complicated past involving violence and regret.\n\n2. **Fiona Greenfield**:\n - Appearance: Golden-haired, young noblewoman.\n - Personality: Curious, adventurous, passionate, sometimes reckless, and strong-willed.\n - Special Abilities: None mentioned.\n - Relationships:\n - Employed Bethol as her bodyguard.\n - Saved Bethol's life twice during their adventure.\n\n3. **Raven-Haired Harpy Matriarch**:\n - Appearance: Tall, black-haired, dignified demeanor, wears a primitive dress made of braided bones, fangs, and wooden fetishes.\n - Personality: Authoritative, calm, menacing, and calculating.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, possibly magic or divine powers connected to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Leader of the harpy tribe, demands sacrifice in exchange for knowledge.\n\n4. **Dark-Skinned Woman**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Personality: Not described.\n - Special Abilities: Not described.\n - Relationships: Mentioned in Bethol's flashbacks as someone he killed in the past, causing guilt and regret.\n\n5. **Harpy Tribe Members**:\n - Appearance: Dark-brown skin, winged arms, taloned feet, loincloths covering most of their bodies.\n - Personality: Fierce, aggressive, and seemingly obedient to the raven-haired matriarch.\n - Special Abilities: Flight, talons, possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Relationships: Part of the harpy tribe under the leadership of the raven-haired matriarch.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Basilisk**: \n - Appearance: Large reptilian creature with grey scales, venom-dripping fangs, and sinister orange eyes.\n - Quirk/Trait: Can paralyze victims with its gaze.\n - Function: Deadly predator in the Shada Mountains.\n\n2. **Harpies**: \n - Appearance: Winged, human-like females with dark-brown skin and various adornments.\n - Quirk/Trait: Possess flight capabilities, talons, and possible magical or divine connections to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Guardians of the ancestral mountain, demanding sacrifices in return for knowledge.\n\n3. **Thûrdu Tribe**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Friendly and helpful towards outsiders, providing information about the dangers of the Shada Mountains.\n - Function: Local inhabitants who have coexisted with the harpies for some time.\n\n4. **Fiona's Journal**:\n - Quirk/Trait: Fiona plans to write about her experiences and adventures.\n - Function: Unmentioned but potentially serves as a means of recording historical events or personal growth.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\n1. **Ceremonial Knife**:\n - Appearance: Long, curved blade wielded by the raven-haired harpy matriarch.\n - Purpose: Used for human sacrifices to the \"Sky Mother\".\n - Function: Deadly instrument for carrying out the matriarch's orders.\n\n2. **Scimitar**:\n - Appearance: Not described.\n - Purpose: Possibly used by Bethol in the past for violent actions.\n - Function: Associated with Bethol's troubled past and feelings of guilt.\n\n3. **Dried Grass Huts**:\n - Appearance: Simple dwellings constructed using dried grass and gnarled tree branches.\n - Purpose: Serves as shelter for the harpy tribe members.\n - Function: Provides housing for the harpies, possibly indicating a more complex social structure.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The Sky Mother**:\n - Lore/Rule: A deity worshipped by the harpy tribe, demanding sacrifices in exchange for knowledge and protection.\n - System: The harpies believe they are Daughters of the Sky, while humans are Children of the Earth; this dichotomy might influence their interactions and decisions.\n\n2. **Magic/Divine Powers**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpies possess magical or divine abilities connected to the \"Sky Mother\", allowing them to fly and potentially control the environment.\n - System: These powers seem to be tied to the harpies' connection to the \"Sky Mother\" and their role as guardians of the ancestral mountain.\n\n3. **Sacrifices**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe demands human sacrifices to appease the \"Sky Mother\" and maintain balance between the world above and below.\n - System: Sacrifices serve as a means of maintaining harmony and ensuring the continuation of the harpy tribe's existence.\n\n4. **Social Hierarchies**:\n - Lore/Rule: The harpy tribe has a clear hierarchical structure, with the raven-haired matriarch holding authority over the rest of the tribe.\n - System: This hierarchy influences decision-making processes within the tribe and determines how individuals interact with one another.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details**\n\n1. **Shada Mountains**:\n - Geography: Desolate, rocky terrain with steep cliffs and narrow ledges.\n - Politics: Home to the Thûrdu tribe and inhabited by deadly creatures like basilisks.\n - Social Hierarchy: None mentioned, but the presence of the Thûrdu tribe suggests a relatively peaceful coexistence among local inhabitants.\n\n2. **Ancestral Mountain**:\n - Geography: Rocky outcroppings with spike-like formations, featuring a large circular clearing (the Offering Pit).\n - Politics: Controlled by the harpy tribe, which demands sacrifices from outsiders seeking knowledge.\n - Social Hierarchy: The harpy tribe is governed by the raven-haired matriarch, with other tribe members following her lead.\n\n3. **Cranagh**:\n - Location: Not specified.\n - Culture: Fiona mentions that views like the one on the unnamed peak do not exist in Cranagh, suggesting it may be a place with limited natural beauty or unique geography.\n\nThese descriptions should provide a comprehensive understanding of the characters, universe details, and lore presented in the story so far.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No, a tiny bit of atonement is all I can hope for.\"\n\nHe reached out with his arm and pushed the confused girl back towards the opening they'd come from, before walking forward into the middle of the Offering Pit with heavy steps. A deep silence quickly settled over the crowd of spectating harpies when he reached the centre, which left the circular clearing completely bereft of any sounds besides Bethol's own nervous breathing. The raven-haired matriarch regarded him with cold disdain, before she suddenly jumped into the air and used her wide wings to gracefully glide down into the Offering Pit, where she landed directly in front of the stoic mercenary. No longer squatting atop the rocky bluffs she then rose from the ground into her full height, which Bethol was surprised to note was well over six feet, while withdrawing a long, ceremonial knife from within her dress.\n\n\"No! You can't do this!\" Fiona cried out to the feathered women silently watching from above.\n\nBethol turned his head towards his distraught employer.\n\n\"It's been quite a ride Fiona. I hope you finish that journal of yours someday.\" he called out with a sad smile on his face.\n\nThe tall matron slowly raised the curved blade into the air and pointed it's sharp tip directly at his heart. Bethol heaved in one last deep breath before closing his eyes...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"NOOOOOO!\"\n\nFiona's desperate scream reverberated out through the empty clearing, as the raven-haired harpy brought down the ceremonial dagger...\n\nTo be continued...<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: A pacifistic mercenary with a leather jerkin and dark-green shirt. He is described as muscled and appears to be physically fit. Bethol is initially confused and disoriented, but eventually becomes more comfortable with the situation.\n2. **Raven-Haired Harpy (Matriarch)**: A tall, dark-haired harpy who serves as the leader of the group. She has a stern demeanor and is annoyed by Bethol's questions. Her role is to oversee the Offering Pit and ensure the proceedings run smoothly.\n3. **Rosy**: A raven-haired harpy with short hair and vibrant feathers matching her locks. She is cheerful and mischievous, initiating contact with Bethol and attempting to guide him through the process.\n4. **Kuo and Luo (Twin Harpies)**: Identical twin harpies with light-brown skin and different colored braids. They are curious and enthusiastic, eagerly participating in the activities surrounding Bethol.\n5. **Blue-Haired Harpy**: An aquamarine-colored-haired harpy with caramel-brown skin. She is shy and hesitant but eventually warms up to Bethol, engaging in oral sex with him.\n6. **Fiona**: Bethol's golden-haired employer, who seems uninterested in his plight. She is writing in a journal and ignores Bethol's pleas for help.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Harpies' Physical Characteristics**: Harpies have smooth, dark-brown skin, heart-shaped faces, and taloned feet. They come in various colors and have plumage covering their arms and legs.\n2. **Harpies' Behavior**: Harpies seem to be naturally inclined towards sensuality and exhibitionism. They enjoy watching each other engage in intimate activities and appear to be competitive when it comes to relationships.\n3. **Offering Pit Tradition**: The harpies believe that they need to consume the life-giving seed of men to survive. This tradition is overseen by the matriarch and involves the use of an Offering Pit.\n4. **Sisterly Affection**: The twin harpies display affectionate behavior towards each other, including kissing and rubbing against each other during their interactions with Bethol.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\nNone mentioned specifically in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The Sky-Daughters**: Harpies are referred to as the Daughters of the Sky, implying a connection between them and the celestial realm.\n2. **Earth-Sons**: Men are referred to as Sons of the Earth, suggesting a contrast between the terrestrial and aerial realms.\n3. **Offering Pit**: The pit serves as a central location for the harpies to interact with men and collect their life-giving seed.\n4. **Life-Giving Seed**: The harpies require the life-giving seed of men to survive, which they obtain through sexual intercourse.\n\n**Universe/World-Building Details**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story takes place in a mountainous region where the harpies reside.\n2. **Politics**: The harpies seem to operate under a hierarchical system, with the matriarch overseeing the Offering Pit and ensuring the traditions are followed.\n3. **Social Hierarchy**: The harpies appear to value youth and beauty, with younger harpies being more eager to participate in the Offering Pit.\n4. **Laws and Traditions**: The harpies follow ancient traditions, such as the Offering Pit ritual, which is overseen by the matriarch.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSWISH!\n\nThe cold steel easily pierced Bethol's leather jerkin, as well as the dark-green shirt he wore beneath it, but he didn't feel even a smidgen of pain as the curved blade tore through his clothing. The confused mercenary hesitantly opened his eyes and looked down at himself: He half-expected to see the knife jutting out from his torso, but instead he was simply met with the sight of his own muscled chest, without so much as a single injury or red-striped wound. His ruined travel attire lay on the ground between his feet in a small heap.\n\n\"Daughters of the Sky! Your Mother has bestowed upon you a Son of the Earth! Let those who wish to partake in the offering descend into Offering Pit!\" the tall dark-haired harpy cried to the spectating women.\n\nSqueals of joy erupted from crowd of harpies above the circular clearing, as a great majority of them quickly jumped down from their perched positions and began advancing on the shirtless mercenary.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Wha...what's going on here?\" was all the incredulous Bethol could stammer forth as he nervously glanced between the many approaching harpies.\n\nThe raven-haired matriarch shot him an annoyed glare, as if the answer to his question was blatantly obvious.\n\n\"Your sacrifice, of course. Even though we children of the Sky care not about the Earth and it's crawling creatures we sadly cannot survive without the sustenance it provides to our people; such a food, or in your case, offspring.\" she explained in a haughty sneer.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol just stared at her with a dumbfounded expression on his face.\n\n\"So the \"life\" that I have to sacrifice is...?\" the mercenary hesitantly asked.\n\n\"Your life-giving seed. What else could we possibly want from a ground-bound man such as yourself?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!\"\n\nThe loud exclamation came from the back of the Offering Pit, where an outraged Fiona stood with her jaw on the floor; the faint tear-marks on her cheeks being the only sign of the woe she had displayed just a few moments ago.\n\n\"Do not mock our ancestral traditions!\" the tall harpy replied briskly, before turning back to the half-nude man before her.\n\n\"Now, human: Many of the harpies that stand before you are young and have never participated in an Offering before, so I expect you to behave yourself and be gentle with them. If not...\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe placed the tip of the curved dagger right beneath his chin in a threatening manner.\n\n\"Y-Y-Yes ma'am!\" Bethol quickly replied.\n\nSeemingly satisfied with his response the raven-haired matriarch turned away and effortlessly flew back up onto her previous spot among the spiky rock formations, leaving the mercenary with barely a moment to process this bizarre turn of events before the first wave of winged females suddenly had him surrounded.\n\n\"Wauw, it's a real human!\"\n\n\"Her arms look so strange without wings!\"\n\n\"It's \"him\" you idiot, not \"her\".\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I knew that!\"\n\nBethol could hear the curious whispers coming from all around him, and from the nervous timbre of their voices he gathered that the raven-haired harpy had spoken true about them being inexperienced. Looking more closely at the group of winged girls he did notice that they appeared to be quite a bit younger than the stark matriarch who'd nearly gutted him: Their smooth dark-brown skin carried no wrinkles or blemishes, and they all had the kind of pretty, heart-shaped faces you would find on human girls who'd only recently come into adulthood. These harpies were also much shorter than their raven-haired counterpart, with only a few of the girls reaching higher than the mercenary's shoulders in terms of height; however that might also be because their taloned feet forced many of the approaching women to keep their knees constantly bended.\n\n\"Hello human!\"\n\nThe cheerful greeting came from a peppy-looking red-haired girl as she skittered up to the bemused Bethol, while the rest of the harpies timidly kept their distance a few paces away from him.\n\n\"I'm Rosy. Do you mind starting with me? This isn't my first time you see, so I thought I should show my sisters how mating works.\" she continued in a mischievous voice.\n\n\"Uhh, sure? I'm just going with the flow at this point.\" answered the perplexed mercenary, while trying his best not to stare to openly at her exposed grapefruit-sized breasts.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe replied with a playful little laugh right before she reached out with her right arm, which was covered in a plumage of vibrant red feathers that matched her short hair, and quickly pulled down his pants. A collection of loud gasps could be heard from the circle of young harpies as their eyes fell upon Bethol's half-erect prick.\n\n\"Why isn't it big yet?\" asked the red-haired harpy accusingly.\n\nHe looked down at the pouting girl with an apologetic look on his face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Well, sorry, but this is all a bit overwhelming you know. Give a man a chance to...\"\n\n\"Aughh! You're so useless!\"\n\nRosy cut Bethol off with her frustrated outburst and roughly pushed him down on his back. She then callously pulled aside the small loincloth she'd been wearing and sat down atop off him, so that the exposed mound of her sex was rubbing down on the mercenary's rapidly-growing erection.\n\n\"I knew this would do the trick.\" purred the red-haired harpy with a naughty smile on her face.\n\n\"The last man who visited us just couldn't get enough of my tight pussy.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol could only look on with a stupefied expression on his face, which quickly turned into one of arousal as he keenly felt the soft flesh of her vagina being lewdly rubbed across the length of his dick.\n\n\"Oooh! You're so much bigger than the last guy!\" exclaimed Rosy excitedly when Bethol's cock finally reached it's full size.\n\nShe continued to glide her gushing slit across his cock for another minute or so, sultrily licking her lips while breathing heavy with lust, before she finally used her slender fingers to raise the large slab of man-meat upwards and subsequently slammed herself down it. Bethol couldn't hold back an audible grunt of pleasure as he felt his thick member dig into the harpy's soft, pink pussy, whose welcoming folds immediately started hugging his cock in a pleasantly-tight embrace.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Hyuak!\"\n\nThe distinctively feminine screech sounded from Rosy's half-open mouth. But despite the pleasure-filled, dreamy smile she wore on her face she never stopped impaling herself on his impressive breeding-rod; using her strong bird-like legs she was able to bounce her supple body up and down at an incredibly fast pace. Many of the young harpies who were watching from the sidelines couldn't help blushing as the lewd sounds of flesh smacking against flesh reverberated out through the Offering Pit.\n\n\"Yes yes yes yes! Breed me with your human-cock!\" the red-haired girl cried out, her eyes filled with orgasmic joy.\n\n\"Fill my pussy up with all your sticky white stuff! Fertilize my eggs with your manly seed!\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHer rapid self-impaling grew even faster: So fast that the panting mercenary found it impossible to slow down his approaching ejaculation. With a roar he let go off his remaining inhibitions and raised his upper body from the ground, grasping the feathered girl in a strong hug before he released the floodgates and flooded her constricting insides with a cascade of hot cum. Rosy just happily moaned as she used her snug pussy to milk Bethol for every drop of semen he had been storing in his balls.\n\nIt took awhile before he released the smiling harpy, content as he was with the sensation of his still-hard cock resting inside her cum-filled depths, but when Rosy started to gently push on his muscled chest he had to let her go. She proceeded to raise herself up from his lap and walk away, all the while a few dollops of semen trickled out of her well-fucked slit.\n\n\"Come now girls, don't be shy!\" the red-feathered harpy cheerfully called out to the blushing spectators.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"His seed is going to run dry unless you hurry up and take your turn...\"\n\nThis spurred many of the nervous-looking young women to timidly take a few extra steps forward, but it was only a pair of wide-eyes girls that actually walked all the way over to the reclined mercenary. Their skin-colour was much lighter in shade than the other harpies Bethol had seen so far; a soft, bronze hue that reminded Bethol of the complexion you would find on Cantorish women who'd spent a lot of time under the sun. It wasn't just their skin-colour which was identical however: the mercenary realized that the two girl had to be twins, for their wide-eyed, adorable faces were completely impossible to tell apart. In fact, the only part of them that wasn't identical was the colour of their hair, which they both wore in a series of short braids.\n\n\"It looks so big Kuo...\" said the girl on the left nervously, whose hair and feathers were coloured in a beautiful, snowy-white colour.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I think that's a good thing Luo. Remember, Aewyne told us that the bigger it is the better it feels.\" replied the girl on the right confidently, her bright-yellow braids swinging back and forth as she skipped across the ground.\n\nThe twin called \"Kuo\" sank down on her knees in between the mercenary's legs and brought her pretty face up so close to his dick that he could actually feel her soft breathing on his sensitive crown. A wide-eyed look of curiosity shone from her face as she tentatively admired the erect breeding-rod, without sparring even a single glance towards the man that was actually connected to the veiny member, who had elected to just watch the show unfold from his laid-back position.\n\n\"It has such a strong smell! I wonder how it's going to taste...\" said the blonde-haired harpy, all the while her pink tongue was darting out of her mouth and hesitantly licking the swollen head of Bethol's cock.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That's not fair Kuo! Why do you always have to go first?\" cried out the snowy-haired Luo.\n\nShe quickly sat down beside her sister and aggressively pushed her head away, before the timid harpy fearlessly engulfed the tip of pulsating member with her own petite mouth. Her twin could only look on in awe as Luo's lips lewdly stretched around it's girth; had the mercenary's dick been just slightly thicker it probably wouldn't have been able to fit in her mouth. The white-haired girl kept sucking on the flared head like it was a piece of candy, until her impatient sister began to tug on her right wing.\n\n\"So how does it taste Luo?\" she asked in a curious voice, though with an underlying heat to it that betrayed how aroused the young harpy was actually feeling.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"It tasted bitter...\" answered the girl in a quiet voice, her light-bronze skin taking on a deep, crimson blush.\n\n\"But Aewyne was right: I could feel shivers running down my wings when it entered my mouth. It felt kind of nice...\"\n\nKuo turned her gaze back to the twitching cock before her.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: A pacifistic mercenary with a leather jerkin and dark-green shirt. He is described as muscled and appears to be physically fit. Bethol is initially confused and disoriented, but eventually becomes more comfortable with the situation.\n2. **Raven-Haired Harpy (Matriarch)**: A tall, dark-haired harpy who serves as the leader of the group. She has a stern demeanor and is annoyed by Bethol's questions. Her role is to oversee the Offering Pit and ensure the proceedings run smoothly.\n3. **Rosy**: A raven-haired harpy with short hair and vibrant feathers matching her locks. She is cheerful and mischievous, initiating contact with Bethol and attempting to guide him through the process.\n4. **Kuo and Luo (Twin Harpies)**: Identical twin harpies with light-brown skin and different colored braids. They are curious and enthusiastic, eagerly participating in the activities surrounding Bethol.\n5. **Blue-Haired Harpy**: An aquamarine-colored-haired harpy with caramel-brown skin. She is shy and hesitant but eventually warms up to Bethol, engaging in oral sex with him.\n6. **Fiona**: Bethol's golden-haired employer, who seems uninterested in his plight. She is writing in a journal and ignores Bethol's pleas for help.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Harpies' Physical Characteristics**: Harpies have smooth, dark-brown skin, heart-shaped faces, and taloned feet. They come in various colors and have plumage covering their arms and legs.\n2. **Harpies' Behavior**: Harpies seem to be naturally inclined towards sensuality and exhibitionism. They enjoy watching each other engage in intimate activities and appear to be competitive when it comes to relationships.\n3. **Offering Pit Tradition**: The harpies believe that they need to consume the life-giving seed of men to survive. This tradition is overseen by the matriarch and involves the use of an Offering Pit.\n4. **Sisterly Affection**: The twin harpies display affectionate behavior towards each other, including kissing and rubbing against each other during their interactions with Bethol.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\nNone mentioned specifically in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The Sky-Daughters**: Harpies are referred to as the Daughters of the Sky, implying a connection between them and the celestial realm.\n2. **Earth-Sons**: Men are referred to as Sons of the Earth, suggesting a contrast between the terrestrial and aerial realms.\n3. **Offering Pit**: The pit serves as a central location for the harpies to interact with men and collect their life-giving seed.\n4. **Life-Giving Seed**: The harpies require the life-giving seed of men to survive, which they obtain through sexual intercourse.\n\n**Universe/World-Building Details**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story takes place in a mountainous region where the harpies reside.\n2. **Politics**: The harpies seem to operate under a hierarchical system, with the matriarch overseeing the Offering Pit and ensuring the traditions are followed.\n3. **Social Hierarchy**: The harpies appear to value youth and beauty, with younger harpies being more eager to participate in the Offering Pit.\n4. **Laws and Traditions**: The harpies follow ancient traditions, such as the Offering Pit ritual, which is overseen by the matriarch.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"My turn then!\" exclaimed the blonde girl excitedly.\n\nA new pair of lips quickly encircled Bethol's large cock, but this sister apparently wasn't as timid as her twin, for she forced the erect slab of man-meat much father into her mouth; she ended up taking close to a quarter of his length, before she started to enthusiastically bobbing her head up and down it's thick shaft. It didn't last for long though, for Luo suddenly pulled her sister's cock-hungry lips away and replaced them with her own, clearly determined to one-up Kuo on her dick-sucking technique.\n\nMeanwhile, Bethol had just been lazily enjoying, not just the view of the two cute harpy twins lustfully servicing his cock, but also the pleasant feeling of their small mouths, even though they both clearly lacked experience. But as the mercenary contently watched the pair of feathered girls clumsily fellate him a dark shape suddenly appeared above his reclined form: Another young harpy, this one with short-cropped, aquamarine-coloured hair, and a matching plumage covering her caramel-brown skin. She looked down at him with a mixture of defiance and hesitation.\n\n\"Ch-ch-children of the Earth have to obey the Daughters of the Sky if they want to set foot on our mountain!\" she nervously exclaimed, while looking down on him with embarrassment written all over her adorable face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Th-th-tha-that's why you have to do what I say..\"\n\nShe shyly turned her eyes away from the amused mercenary and pulled her loincloth aside.\n\n\"Make me feel good too!\"\n\nBethol barely had time to admire the lovely sight of her glistening slit, before she squatted down on his face and pressed her silky-smooth sex against his mouth.\n\n\"Mhhmghhhm?!\" was all the surprised mercenary could sputter out with his face buried in the harpy's crotch.\n\nBut the blue-haired harpy didn't move away from his face; in fact, it seemed like his muffled protest actually aroused the girl, for her breathing began to turn heavy and she started to slowly gyrate her sopping snatch against the helpless Bethol.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAh well, might as well play along...\n\nA cry of pleasure escaped from the harpy's lips when the mercenary suddenly lashed out with his tongue, jamming it into her gushing pussy as if it was a miniature penis. He reached out to grab her supple, light-brown thighs for added balance before he began to eat out her hairless cunt with just as much enthusiasm as the two twins were administering to his cock; alternating between wide circle-like licks against her sensitive entrance and the occasional jab against her engorged clitoris. It certainly seemed to to be working: The blue-haired girl now wore a blissful smile on her face, with pleasure-filled eyes and a tongue that lolled uselessly out of her mouth, as a series of poorly-suppressed moans filled the air. Her reactions just made it all the more enjoyable for Bethol, who'd already gotten lost in the sweet taste of her constantly-flowing love juices, as well as the soft texture of her pink pussy.\n\nHe enjoyed it so much that he nearly forgot about the pair of twins sucking on his cock, were it not for the sudden surge of pleasure that filled his mind as he felt another couple inches of his cock suddenly disappearing down a hungry mouth. He took a brief pause from the blue-haired harpy's sweet pussy and tilted his head to the side, which gave him a good look of the two sisters kneeling between his legs. A muffled noise could be heard from the snowy-haired Luo, whose mouth was now completely stuffed full of Bethol's large cock, all due to the fact that her sister was forcefully pressing her head further down on his erect meat-pole.\n\n\"Go on Luo! You have to take it all the way down! Just like Aewyne said!\" said the blonde-haired Kuo, as small strands of drool dripped from her own parted mouth.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nGood work Aewyne, whoever you are! thought Bethol as he savoured Luo's hot mouth around his prick.\n\nHer sister looked up at her with an angry glare in her eyes, but she didn't try to take Bethol's cock out of her mouth. No, rather she seemed to take her words to heart, and so allowed Kuo to forcefully feed her inch after inch of thick, jaw-splitting cock-meat. She even opened up her throat and let her tight esophagus get stuffed to the brim, before she finally pulled back her head and heaved in a desperate gulp of air.\n\nKuo flashed her a mocking smile and then quickly dove down on the twitching cock with her eager mouth, still slick with her sister's saliva, until her own throat was fully impaled. Luo wasn't content with just sitting quietly by the sidelines however: she took hold of her sisters hair, just like Kuo herself had done earlier, and began to roughly pump her head up and down the thick breeding-rod. A panicked expression formed on Kuo's cock-stuffed face, but just like her sister she refused to back down, and so simply did her best to gulp down as much air as she could under the intense face-fucking.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThe mercenary would have cried out in ecstasy, were his own face not buried in the blue-haired harpy's sweet snatch; seeing the cute, snowy-haired girl use her twin-sister's head to jack off his cock was hot enough already, but the actually sensation of filling up Kuo's tight, constricting throat was absolutely beyond compare. He could also faintly hear the gluh glug gluh sounds coming from the girl's cock-stuffed lips; though only barely, for the light-brown skinned harpy above was still loudly crying out in pleasure from having her gushing pussy licked.\n\nAt one point Bethol sensed Kuo extracting his cock from her well-fucked throat, but immediately afterwards he felt Luo's soft mouth devour him yet again, and judging from the uneven pace of her head-bobbing it was likely that Kuo was getting her revenge. Bethol wasn't going to intervene though: He knew that when it came to sisterly competition it was best to just let them sort it out amongst themselves. Besides, Luo's throat was just as hot, wet and tight as her twin-sister's.\n\nNearly a quarter of an hour passed by, with Bethol enjoying the alternating throat-fucks from the two petite twins without ceasing his own oral attacks on the blue-haired harpy's twitching pussy, before the mercenary finally felt himself reaching his limit. His hand dug into the blue-haired harpy's plump bubble-butt and pulled her gushing pussy even closer, as a torrent of cum started to shoot out from his swollen cock. Kuo was the sister whose tight mouth-pussy was being ploughed at that moment, so she was the one who had to endure wave after wave of thick human-seed being deposited down her hungry gullet; the young harpy's eyes widened with surprise as she tried her best to gulp down as much as she could, but since her small mouth could only hold a fraction of the white fluid a good portion of it ended up spilling out from her cock-stuffed mouth.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMeanwhile the blue-haired girl atop of Bethol was wailing and moaning in ecstasy, for the mercenary's climax had spurred him to double the intensity of his pussy-licking. In fact, the added stimuli might've been to much for inexperienced harpy, as it resulted in her dropping down on the ground next to the him in a near-comatose state; her over-stimulated pussy gushing out a river of love juices as a violent orgasm tore through her winged form.\n\nBethol raised himself up from the ground, and after wiping the remaining traces of sweet-smelling girl-cum away from his face he looked over at the two twins. The blonde Kuo was apparently struggling to swallow the remainder of Bethol's load, judging from the way her cheeks were bulging out.\n\n\"That's not fair! I want some too!\" cried out the snowy-haired Luo in a jealous voice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nWhat followed next became ingrained in the mercenary's memory as one of the most erotic sights he would ever witness: The fair-haired twin grabbed hold of the other harpy's shoulder and forced her own glistening lips unto her sister's, locking them together in an obscenely lewd kiss which clearly wasn't their first, as the two slutty twins happily shared the mouthful of cum he'd deposited in Kuo's hot mouth.\n\nI guess harpies have a very...open... approach when it comes to sisterhood...thought the mercenary, while his cock was rapidly re-hardening from the erotic sight before him.\n\nAfter a while the sounds of smacking tongues and lustful panting ceded. The two sisters released their embrace and looked around themselves with a dizzy look on their faces, as if they'd just awoken from some pleasant dream. That was when they noticed Bethol watching them with a lustful grin on his face, which caused them both to timidly jump up from their kneeling position.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"That was just small taste of what's to come.\" said the mercenary with a cocky smile on his face.\n\nAt this point he'd completely given up on trying to make sense of this crazy situation he was in, and had instead decided to simply enjoy it as much as he could.\n\n\"We know that! You have to put your c-c-cock in our pussies as well, right?\" replied Kuo hesitantly, while her sister shyly looked down at her taloned feet.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol nodded sagely.\n\n\"That's right. So, who's first?\"\n\n\"ME!\"\n\n\"ME!\"\n\nBoth twins cried out in unison. Their eyes turned to each other, with hints of anger marring their cute faces.\n\n\"You're too much of a chicken to go first! Let me do it Luo!\" declared the blonde sister heatedly.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I'm not a chicken! The elders always say I'm much more mature than you Kuo!\" answered the white-feathered sister just as heatedly.\n\nIt was clear that neither of them were ready to concede to the other, and when Bethol noticed how they both started to raise their wide wings in a threatening manner he realized that unless he intervened he would have to deal with a full-on cat-fight between the two competitive sisters.\n\n\"Calm down you two!\" said the mercenary in a stern manner, right as he stepped in between the quarrelling sisters.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"How about we all do it together?\"\n\nThey looked up at him with a confused expression on their faces.\n\n\"Together?\"\n\nHe flashed them both a playful grin.\n\n\"Sure. Just leave it to me...\"\n\nA few seconds later Bethol took a step back to admire his handiwork: Kuo's petite frame was now lying with her back to the soft ground, while her sister Luo tightly embraced her from her mirrored position on top of her. It was a supremely delectable sight to behold, for as the two sandwiched sisters lay there on top of each other they couldn't avoid displaying their aroused pink pussies, which were both nestled in a soft valley comprised of plump bronze-skinned thighs and jiggling butt-cheeks. The two twins had been squirming and whimpering erotically from the moment Bethol had asked them to take up the position, which is why a small puddle of pussy-juices was beginning to form beneath the sisters' interlocked groins.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters**\n\n1. **Bethol**: A pacifistic mercenary with a leather jerkin and dark-green shirt. He is described as muscled and appears to be physically fit. Bethol is initially confused and disoriented, but eventually becomes more comfortable with the situation.\n2. **Raven-Haired Harpy (Matriarch)**: A tall, dark-haired harpy who serves as the leader of the group. She has a stern demeanor and is annoyed by Bethol's questions. Her role is to oversee the Offering Pit and ensure the proceedings run smoothly.\n3. **Rosy**: A raven-haired harpy with short hair and vibrant feathers matching her locks. She is cheerful and mischievous, initiating contact with Bethol and attempting to guide him through the process.\n4. **Kuo and Luo (Twin Harpies)**: Identical twin harpies with light-brown skin and different colored braids. They are curious and enthusiastic, eagerly participating in the activities surrounding Bethol.\n5. **Blue-Haired Harpy**: An aquamarine-colored-haired harpy with caramel-brown skin. She is shy and hesitant but eventually warms up to Bethol, engaging in oral sex with him.\n6. **Fiona**: Bethol's golden-haired employer, who seems uninterested in his plight. She is writing in a journal and ignores Bethol's pleas for help.\n\n**Quirks and Traits**\n\n1. **Harpies' Physical Characteristics**: Harpies have smooth, dark-brown skin, heart-shaped faces, and taloned feet. They come in various colors and have plumage covering their arms and legs.\n2. **Harpies' Behavior**: Harpies seem to be naturally inclined towards sensuality and exhibitionism. They enjoy watching each other engage in intimate activities and appear to be competitive when it comes to relationships.\n3. **Offering Pit Tradition**: The harpies believe that they need to consume the life-giving seed of men to survive. This tradition is overseen by the matriarch and involves the use of an Offering Pit.\n4. **Sisterly Affection**: The twin harpies display affectionate behavior towards each other, including kissing and rubbing against each other during their interactions with Bethol.\n\n**Items and Weapons**\n\nNone mentioned specifically in the story.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems**\n\n1. **The Sky-Daughters**: Harpies are referred to as the Daughters of the Sky, implying a connection between them and the celestial realm.\n2. **Earth-Sons**: Men are referred to as Sons of the Earth, suggesting a contrast between the terrestrial and aerial realms.\n3. **Offering Pit**: The pit serves as a central location for the harpies to interact with men and collect their life-giving seed.\n4. **Life-Giving Seed**: The harpies require the life-giving seed of men to survive, which they obtain through sexual intercourse.\n\n**Universe/World-Building Details**\n\n1. **Geography**: The story takes place in a mountainous region where the harpies reside.\n2. **Politics**: The harpies seem to operate under a hierarchical system, with the matriarch overseeing the Offering Pit and ensuring the traditions are followed.\n3. **Social Hierarchy**: The harpies appear to value youth and beauty, with younger harpies being more eager to participate in the Offering Pit.\n4. **Laws and Traditions**: The harpies follow ancient traditions, such as the Offering Pit ritual, which is overseen by the matriarch.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nBethol kneeled down behind the two entwined harpies and carefully inserted his throbbing cock in-between the girls' twitching slits. A surge of pleasure ran through his body as he experienced the blissful sensation of having his dick surrounded by a pair of feminine honeypots, lewdly rubbing against both the top half and bottom half of his thick shaft.\n\n\"Is it in yet?\" asked the white-haired Luo breathlessly, while looking back over her shoulder towards the hungry-looking mercenary looming behind her.\n\n\"No, not yet.\" answered Bethol in a calm voice.\n\n\"First I'm just gonna rub against you two for a little bit. We need to make sure you're both wet enough for the main event.\"\n\nBut as soon as he began to gently thrust his cock forward he realized that the twins were more than lubricated enough already; it felt as if his dick was caught between a pair of drooling mouths, so easily did he glide through the small gap between the harpies' twitching pussies. He actually had trouble holding himself back, for a part of him now wanted to just roughly pump into their interlocked slits and come all over their stomachs. The twins probably wouldn't have objected to that idea though, for they were already both moaning and crying out in pleasure simply from Bethol's gentle rubbing.\n\nThis was why the mercenary could only keep up the slow thrusting for a few moments: In the end he simply couldn't resist the two lewd pussies rubbing against his throbbing prick, and so with a sudden push of his hips he speared all the way into Kuo's wet insides.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"It's so big!\" the blonde-haired harpy cried out in a pained voice, as she felt her tight cunt being stretched out by a large human-cock.\n\nBethol had to grit his teeth as well, for her soft pussy-folds were constricting around his length in a firm dead-lock, preventing him from moving his dick as much as an inch. He reached out with his hand and began to softly caress the girl's feathered wings.\n\n\"Just take it easy and relax. I'll try to be as gently as I can.\" murmured the mercenary as reassuringly as he could to the inexperienced harpy.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nHe looked down at the lewd union of his large shaft and her puffy slit, but surprisingly he couldn't see any traces of blood. This meant that either harpies didn't have hymens, or that Kuo had somehow already broken hers without having sex, for there could be no question that this was the first time her soft insides had ever tasted a cock.\n\n\"You can start moving now, human...\" said the yellow-haired Kuo breathlessly.\n\n\"I think my pussy just needed to get used to having your big thing inside it.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnd sure enough, the constricting grip on his dick began to lessen. It was still an incredibly tight fit though, so Bethol made sure keep his thrusting at a gentle pace. A few strained gasp was occasionally heard from the petite harpy, as her tight insides were slowly, but surely, reshaped by the mercenary's impressive cock, but they were quickly replaced by aroused whimpers and pleasured moans.\n\nBut just before Bethol started to really pump into the eager Kuo he felt a sudden softness pressed against the base of his member.\n\n\"Stop focusing so much on my sister!\" said the snowy Luo dejectedly, her mouth formed into an adorable pout as she desperately rubbed her glistening sex against the mercenary.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"You said we'd all do it together...\"\n\n\"Heh, my bad. I'll get to you right away.\" he replied.\n\nWith an audible pop! Bethol pulled out of Kuo's quivering honeypot, who couldn't help whimper disappointedly as the blissful feeling of fullness was taken away from her, before he then inserted it into her snowy-haired sister; she was, unsurprisingly, just as tight as her twin, so the mercenary was forced to patiently go through the same gentle motions as before. Luo, however, barely needed any time before her insides became accustomed to the girthy invader, so Bethol was able to quickly resume his slow thrusting. Luo's pleasured whimpers soon filled the air, completely mirroring Kuo's aroused moans from just a few moments ago, but beneath her cock-hungry grin a triumphant smile began to form.\n\n\"Oohh, that feels sooo good. And I bet the human just loooves my tight little hole too.\" cooed the snowy-haired harpy.\n\n\"Especially when I do this...\"\n\nA grunt of pleasure escaped the mercenary; all of a sudden the girl's already-tight folds started to squeeze down on his cock, pleasurably convulsing all around his thick length for several seconds.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nGods above...This girl is either a very fast learner, or a natural-born slut... thought Bethol wonderingly.\n\nThe usually-timid Luo kept on hugging his dick like that for quite a while, timing it so that she tightly enveloped him at the end of every thrust he made into her gushing honeypot.\n\n\"Mmmhh, I think he's more than satisfied with my pussy. He probably won't even return to you Kuo...\" whispered the snowy-haired harpy to her sister, with a hint of a haughty smile showing beneath her look of sexual ecstasy.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAnger and shock painted the blonde-haired twin's expression: it wasn't unusual for the two sisters to become competitive with each other, but she'd never seen Luo act so bold before. She worriedly glanced up the panting man above them, and saw that his lust-filled eyes would light up every time he hilted himself in her sister's sweet snatch...\n\n\"Pleeeeeaaase...\"\n\nKuo squirmed and wriggled beneath her sister, while she pathetically begged the mercenary to switch to her instead.\n\n\"You can be as rough with me as you like! Pound my pussy hard, use it to make yourself feel good; as long as you keep my insides stuffed full of cock and fill me up with lots of gooey white stuff!\"\n\nThis broke Bethol's lust-crazed trance and made him remember his promise to satisfy them both. He forced himself to extract his throbbing prick from the tender embrace of Luo's slit, who once again mirrored her twin with a disappointed whimper, and with a single, brutal jab he proceeded to fully impaled Kuo's wet cunt. She cried out in both surprise and pleasure, but the mercenary had decided to take her horny little plea seriously: He started to really pound into her, with a rapid series of balls-deep strokes into her tight, quivering insides.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSLAP! SLAP! SLAP!\n\nThe sound of Bethol's sturdy pelvis smacking against both of the petite twin's soft bubble-butts resonated out through the Offering Pit. The violent vibrations was even intense enough make the pouting Luo moan in pleasure, even though it was Kuo's slick insides that he was spearing into.\n\nThe white-haired twin was looking down at her sister's cock-hungry smile, which was widening every time Bethol brutally fed her hungry snatch another portion of thick human-dick, and as she marvelled at the erotic expression on Kuo's face she felt all her previous feelings of jealousy and competitiveness slowly drain away.\n\n\"Kuo...\"\n\nLuo softly cooed out her twin's name, before she suddenly dove down with her mouth and pressed her soft lips against her sister's for yet another deep, lewd kiss.\n\n\"Mmmghhhh?! Mmghhhhmm...\" was all the surprised blonde-haired girl could say in response, but since she was already so cock-drunk from Bethol's hard pounding she ended up answering the erotic kiss with just as much passion; their tongues coiled around each other in a wet embrace, accompanied by a lewd symphony of smacking lips and dripping saliva. And it wasn't just their mouths that were busy: their cute, grapefruit-sized tits were also vigorously rubbed against each other, spurring the occasional wail of pleasure to escape from the sisters every time their hard, perky nipples accidentally grazed each other.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMeanwhile Bethol, who'd elected to just appreciate the erotic display of sisterly affection without interfering, noticed that Kuo was beginning to grow over-stimulated; at least that was what he gathered from her glazed eyes and vacant expression. He supposed having her inexperienced harpy-pussy skewered by a big human-dick whilst her cute twin-sister enthusiastically kissed her and rubbed against her was too much to handle, so he ceased his frenzied assault on her tight slit and instead penetrated the poor neglected pussy that was waiting barely an inch away. Luo's eyes grew wide as the thick breeding-rod burrowed into her yearning insides once again, but she refused to stop kissing her cock-drunk sister, even as Bethol began to piston into her wet folds at a speed that easily matched the one he'd been giving her sister.\n\nAnd so the mercenary ended up spending the following dozen minutes or so alternating between the harpy twin's hungry cunts; every time of the sisters' eyes would roll back in their sockets from a violent orgasm he would switch to the other sibling. The sister who wasn't getting pounded silly would either start aggressively making out with the other girl, or seductively beg Bethol to return to her lonely pussy.\n\nBut he couldn't keep up such a frantic tempo forever, especially not against a pair of wet, eager pussies such as theirs; so while he was in the middle of fucking Luo for the sixth time he began to feel the familiar sensation of cum rising up from his balls, which resulted in him slamming deep into the white-haired harpy one final time and then releasing a torrent of hot seed directly into her waiting womb.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nAn incoherent babble of \"Cum! Cum! Cum!\" could be heard from the climaxing girl as her baby-room was quickly filled to the brim with human-seed; so much so that it soon began to leak out of her petite body. Kuo was about to cry out with jealous rage, but was instantly silenced by having her own pussy plugged up by Bethol's cock, which was still spraying out semen at a steady rate; this way the blonde-haired sister managed to get her womb filled with thick cum as well.\n\nAfterwards Bethol struggled to raise himself up from his ground, legs shaking with exhaustion as he looked down at the two unconscious harpy twins, whose red, swollen pussies were leaking a generous amount of manly seed. But if he thought he'd earned a period of rest he was sorely mistaken: another small group of young harpies were already moving towards him, while their dark-skinned bodies were twitching with horniness and anticipation. The mercenary cast a desperate glance around the clearing in the hopes of finding some sort of escape from the fast-approaching winged girls, and that was when his eyes settled on his golden-haired employer; Fiona was sitting up against the wall with her journal and writing materials next to her, whilst talking to one of the older harpies that were guarding the exit. His desperate gaze met hers, but she just answered with a venomous glare that seemed to say: \"That's what you deserve.\", before turning her attention back to the stacks of papers beside her, ignoring Bethol's cries for help as he was slowly dragged under a sea of young, horny harpies.<|eot_id|>"
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"story": "<|begin_of_text|><|start_header_id|>system<|end_header_id|>\n\n**Characters:**\n\n1. **Roger Cooper**: Roger is the protagonist, an accountant who has gained superpowers after being transported to a world where women are the dominant gender. He's described as having a fit build due to his increased metabolism. His personality is portrayed as confident, assertive, and somewhat selfish, often prioritizing his own desires over others'. He values efficiency and market economics, expecting fair compensation for his work.\n\n Appearance: Not explicitly stated\n Personality: Confident, assertive, selfish\n Special Abilities: Superhuman speed, heightened metabolism\n Relationships: Meets Perihelion, works under Mira Stone\n\n2. **Perihelion (Kate)**: Perihelion is a superheroine who recruits Roger for her organization. She's described as fit, with dark hair and an hourglass figure. Her personality is portrayed as confident, flirtatious, and somewhat crass, making jokes about sex and relationships.\n\n Appearance: Fit, dark hair, hourglass figure\n Personality: Confident, flirtatious, crass\n Special Abilities: Not explicitly stated\n Relationships: Recruits Roger, has a complicated past with Mira Stone\n\n3. **Mira Stone**: Mira is a high-ranking member of the organization where Roger works. She's described as beautiful, with long red hair and a svelte figure. Her personality is portrayed as charming, friendly, and somewhat manipulative, using her charm to manage conflicts within the team.\n\n Appearance: Beautiful, long red hair, svelte figure\n Personality: Charming, friendly, manipulative\n Special Abilities: Not explicitly stated\n Relationships: Works under Mira Stone, has a complicated past with Perihelion\n\n**Quirks and Traits:**\n\n1. **Superhuman Speed**: Roger possesses the ability to move and perceive things at superhuman speeds, approximately 10 times faster than normal humans.\n2. **Heightened Metabolism**: Due to his power, Roger's metabolism is accelerated, allowing him to eat whatever he wants and stay thin.\n3. **Confidence and Assertiveness**: Roger is depicted as highly confident and assertive, often taking charge of situations and expressing his desires openly.\n4. **Selfishness**: Roger's personality is shown to be somewhat selfish, prioritizing his own needs and desires over those of others.\n\n**Items and Weapons:**\n\n1. **Bodysuit with Cape**: Perihelion wears a bodysuit with a cape, similar to Superman's costume.\n2. **Puppy Pictures**: Roger enjoys browsing puppy pictures on the internet, finding it a relaxing activity.\n3. **Sun-Flavored Soda**: Roger drinks sun-flavored soda, which is mentioned as one of his favorite beverages.\n\n**Lore, Rules, and Systems:**\n\n1. **World with Superpowers**: In this world, superpowers exist, allowing individuals like Roger to possess extraordinary abilities.\n2. **Women-Dominated Society**: Women hold positions of authority and dominance in society, while men play a more submissive role.\n3. **Market Economics**: The story emphasizes the importance of market economics, where individuals expect fair compensation for their work based on their skills and contributions.\n4. **Organization Structure**: The organization where Roger works appears to be hierarchical, with Mira Stone holding a high-ranking position and overseeing the team's activities.\n\n**Universe/World-building Details:**\n\n1. **Alternate Earths**: The story mentions the existence of alternate Earths, which suggests a multiverse or parallel universe concept.\n2. **Alien Invasion**: A brief mention of an alien invasion in Guatemala adds to the sense of a larger, interconnected universe.\n3. **RPG Culture**: The story touches on RPG culture, mentioning online gaming communities and the use of certain terminology (e.g., \"cape slut\").\n4. **Societal Norms**: The world-building highlights societal norms, such as the expectation that women will be sexually aggressive and men will act as gatekeepers.\n\nPlease note that some aspects of the story might be considered mature or explicit, so reader discretion is advised.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nSuperheroes are thought of as these grandiose protectors, saviors of lives, doers of wonders. I will admit they do quite a few! Stop bank robberies, put out fires, evacuate natural disasters, distribute food, or simply provide more energy-labor-efficiency, the iron tyrant of modern economics. Even when one chooses to lump them together with their nefarious counterparts - supervillains - the math is still in their favor. But so rarely thought of are the people who are caught in the crossfire, who are hurt but not killed, left to linger under whatever terrible effects the supervillain inflicted that the hero was too incompetent to fix.\n\nI will admit it - I complain because I am one of those little casualties, the people who get swept aside. Heroine Stops Interdimensional Metahuman Trafficking, the newspapers declare, speaking of me and a half-dozen other unfortunates from various alternate Earths. The fact that the device in question was destroyed in the fighting, that hardly even sparks interest on their parts. It simply doesn't matter what grievous ruin was done to my life - that I'll never see my girlfriend again (admittedly, I didn't have one, but it isn't as if they interviewed me to find out!), or my parents (okay, they were dead beforehand, but still!), or my friends (for some reason I don't have a lot of them, I'll confess!). I did have people I played RPGs with online who are probably wondering if I got a girlfriend or died, however! But did anybody ask me about them? Noooo. The Americans are fighting off an alien invasion in Guatemala. Isn't that more exciting?\n\nDue to my deeply honest and forthright nature, I am forced to admit that it is. That's the way of the world. All the little miseries get thrown in the rubbish bin, including my own. Complaining about it is just a tedious waste of breath.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nEspecially since the very portal that drew me from my Earth to this one also infused me with superpowers; how can I complain about getting superpowers? A classic tale - average person, splattered with exotic radiation, gets superpowers. It's a classic back on my Earth, too, only it's not actually true there, and exotic radiation just causes you to die horribly. This is the world with superpowers, and one other thing...\n\nWhatever variations in the physical laws make it so that wizards, aliens, mutants, and super scientists all coexist on the same planet? They also make it so that the women are the sexual aggressors.\n\nThat leads us to where my story begins properly... my first meeting with Perihelion.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nIt was a boring day. They all were. You see, the government had given me citizenship, six months of welfare, and then told me to get out there and get a damned job. My power was a useful one. I could move and perceive things at superhuman speeds, around ten times the human norm. It meant I could do whatever needed to be done ten times quicker than normal; it did not, however, mean I got paid ten times as much. As such, I chose not to work ten times as fast as normal, but instead the regular amount.\n\nIf my employers wished for me to work that hard, they should have paid me that much. This is the basic principle of market economics, to which I - and everyone, really - am but a slave. So I had returned from work, having finished my assigned tasks in the first hour of the day and then browsed the internet looking at puppy pictures for the rest of the day (the local fashion, for whatever reason, is to annotate pictures of puppies instead of pictures of cats; a strange minor point of variation I cannot explain save perhaps by reference to the gendering of the animals).\n\nIt was a surprise when I returned home to find a woman in costume waiting outside my apartment. She straightened up as she saw me, wearing a warm, almost maternal smile.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nShe was fit, with dark hair, an hourglass figure, and visible muscles. Of course, she was also in a bodysuit with a cape, looking rather like Superman. She even had a beauty mark - but to me, that barely even registered. If I wanted pussy, I could get it anywhere. Even if she was really hot. I could still get it anywhere. I repeated that to myself a couple times in my head to make sure it got firmly lodged in place and I wasn't overwhelmed by her feminine charms.\n\n\"You are... Roger Cooper, correct?\" She asked. There was the faintest inflection of amusement at the name \"Roger.\" It has the same tangentially lewd meaning here, but... you ever think about how there are guys called Dick, but no women called Pussy? I hadn't either, until I was confronted with the reality.\n\n\"You're blocking my way to the door,\" I pointed out.\n\n\"I understand,\" she agreed. \"However, it is not illegal to stand here, therefore, I would ask you to please, listen to my request.\"\n\n\"I don't want to be a superhero.\" They were technically subsidized by various public and private groups, and therefore made quite a lot of money (the most important thing in the world), but I didn't want to get stabbed.\n\n\"I understand,\" she agreed, easily. \"However. I think your abilities are wasted in your current job.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"I still don't want to be a superhero.\"\n\n\"I understand,\" she agreed again. \"I would like to offer you a job as a... secretary, of sorts. As superheroes, we also handle a lot of paperwork. In fact, the organization I work for, handles an enormous amount. Enough that it's difficult even with multiple people handling it - they get confused, there's overlap in duties...\" In other words, they were being inefficient and blaming anyone but themselves. \"Someone with powers like yours would be invaluable.\"\n\n\"I'm working ten times as much if I'm getting paid ten times as much, too.\" I started to reach for the door. It swung out rather than in, so it was mostly for effect.\n\n\"Yes! That is very much possible!\" She declared, proudly. \"I already discussed this matter with our budget team, we can absolutely employ you at ten times the going rate if you're willing to work at ten times the going speed.\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nMy hand paused on the doorknob, and I looked at her. I tried to think things through, my brain processing her words carefully. \"How much are we talking?\"\n\n\"One million dollars per year,\" she said, with a smile.\n\n\"Alright, done.\" I paused, my fingers still on the doorknob. \"Would you like to come inside?\"\n\n\"I- I wouldn't want to impose. You're a young man.\" She stepped away from the door, letting me finally open it. \"It might look bad, having a strange heroine come into your home - people might think you're a cape slut.\"\n\nAh. The old double standards of this world were coming into play. I thought about her words for a second, but they didn't actually make sense - if I was a cape slut for inviting her in just the once, that would be ridiculous, wouldn't it? It was more likely she was trying to preserve her own reputation. By extension, it was more likely that she was some kind of rake or cad or pervert or sexual harasser. I just smirked at the thought, eyeing her up. She blinked at that, and her body language shifted subtly, oozing confidence now. \"I can keep a secret, if you can,\" I told her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nThere was a pause as I stepped inside my home, my door wide open. She stood in the hall, glancing to the left, then the right - then she came into my home, closing the door behind her.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\nOur discussion inside was over light matters, typical things one talks about when flirting or chatting. She asked a bit about my own alternate Earth, a topic which naturally I have carefully refined into a set of anecdotes the locals find amusing, while dancing around the issue of sexuality. If that comes into things, the way people look at me will change dramatically. It's things more like, the fact that our most recent President was a former wrestler, or that they made a movie about King Arthur where King Arthur, Merlin, and Galahad were all girls.\n\n\"Hahaha,\" she laughed, slapping her thigh at the idea. \"If they were women, they'd probably fuck a ton, those three.\"\n\n\"Not as much as you'd expect,\" I told her mildly, sipping at my sun-flavored soda. One advantage of my power was that my metabolism was heightened as well, so I could eat whatever absolute garbage I felt like and I'd stay thin. Actually, I lost weight my first couple months here - thirty pounds, to be more specific, and my build was now lithe and fit rather than bone-skinny.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"Yeah, I suppose it wouldn't be very family friendly to have King Arthur run around raping the footmen,\" Perihelion replied, smiling warmly at me as she made an insanely crass joke. I could only wonder if that was the actual reason she had been hesitant to step into my home - that she said things like that. Was she not actually a rake? It wasn't as if every woman on the street would fuck you just because you asked; brainlessly expecting that had caused me several social difficulties when I had first arrived in this world. Perhaps she was just on notice with HR for making absolutely atrocious jokes in mixed company.\n\nI put down my drink, burped quietly into the back of my hand (a habit I had to pick up because people looked at you very oddly when you loudly belched as a man in this world), and spoke up. \"It's been nice to have the chance to talk,\" I said, and she started to stand, clearly expecting to be asked to leave, \"but I was wondering if you would join me in the bedroom for some fun.\"\n\n\"Fun?\" She squinted at me, glancing at the door uncertainly. \"Like a board game?\"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>\n\n\"No,\" I replied. \"Like fucking.\" We'd done the pretense of flirting, we could get to the reality of sex. Assuming she was up for it.\n\n\"Oh!\" She perked up instantly at that, a smile appearing on her lips. It was really easy to tell if women wanted to have sex with you in this world: all you had to do was ask. \"So you are a cape slut.\" Yes, her concern about her reputation was probably due to sexual harassment, not being some kind of female Casanova with lines like that.\n\nI just rolled my eyes and started removing my shirt. She shut up quickly, eyeing up my bare chest with naked lust before I started to head back to my room - she followed after me like a baby duckling.<|eot_id|>"
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