Icarian Dreams

"You'd be surprised." Lucy grinned with unwavering confidence. "Besides... I can think of other punishments for someone like you..." She leaned closer, her fingers letting go of the shirt as her hand moved down her chest, gently rubbing through the material soft material of her shirt, her gaze following her own motions. Just as she reached her breasts, she suddenly stopped, giving Duke a longer glance, as the ample bosom under her hand began to slowly sink into her body, becoming smaller and smaller with each passing second. "Would be a shame if there wasn't anything left for you to gawk at, hmm?" She gave him a triumphant smile, then let her curves pop back out, bursting into sincere laughter as they did so. "Well, talking back ain't gonna getcha far around here," the slime-girl proclaimed, the tension that hang between them just moments ago now completely gone. "Be thankful you didn't run into Luther. Dude can hypnotize. You'd be thinking you're a bird for the rest of the day!" She laughed. "Well, welcome to Ironclaw, I guess!"

The smile remained on her lips as the man responded, clearly entertained by the effect she had on him. One of the many pros of having a flexible form… She crossed her legs under the table, leaning back and eyeing him with curiosity. He didn't look half-bad himself. The horns suited him well. “M-hm,” she simply responded, chuckling slightly at his assertion. Uh-huh, so you’re that sort of guy, hmm? “Well, Duke, if you behave, you may just see a bit more of what you like…” she continued teasing, taking a lower, a bit more seductive tone as she did so. Her hand slowly moved to the collar of her shirt, casually fiddling with it between her fingers as she spoke. “Call me Lucy. Whatcha in for?”

Welp, I guess I'm finally back! Sorry for the sudden disappearance, had a lot of shit drop on me IRL, but thankfully things are slowly turning back to normal now. How's everybody been? Miss me much?

Just as Lucy was becoming convinced that she’d have to spend the day mindlessly fiddling with a pen to fight boredom, her prayers seemed to have been answered, and with a familiar squeak, the door to the classroom opened, and through the door entered a man who, Lucy determined, must have been a teacher for one of the human courses, or maybe even a substitute one, as his face was nearly completely unfamiliar to the slime-girl. She breathed with relief. It wasn’t von Braun or Edgar, and that was already a win in her book. With that having put her in slightly better humors, her eyes moved to the other figure entering the classroom, examining them with curiosity. A corner of her lips rising slightly at the proud gait of the elk-man, and the expression of a wounded princeling that adorned his face. The other corner of her mouth rose up as well as she noticed the look that he sent her way, clearly appreciative of her physical form. Lucy chuckled, not at all minding the attention, and even leaning a bit forward in her desk, supporting herself on her elbow and giving him just a bit more to look at. “’Ay, eyes up here, stag-boy~” she teased, and shot him a playful wink with her uppermost eye, before pushing herself back into the seat as her gaze went towards the teacher's desk, her eyes narrowing in suspicion when she didn't find the pedagogue there. "...wasn't that guy supposed to... detain us?" she asked, the confusion audible in her voice.

[[ OOC: New scene; Lucy Skye x Duke @Chuck89 ]] Click-clack. Click-clack. Click- The button of the pen under Lucy’s finger budged and stayed inside the small tube, threatening not to come out. She groaned, and pushed her finger onto it, letting a part of her goo slide under the mechanism, and push the button back up. –Clack. The button sprung into place, and the slime-girl threw the pen to the side, disinterested. Since when were the teachers late for detention? She sighed and looked up towards the empty desk in the front of the class. Maybe she could just leave? It wasn’t like there was anyone else in the class with her, and if even the teachers didn’t care enough to come, they surely wouldn’t miss her, right? She sighed and reached back for the pen. Knowing her luck, she would just run into the teacher the moment she opened the door. And she had enough of getting in even more trouble than she already was in. That said, at the very least there could have been else in detention with her. Maybe things wouldn't be so boooring then... Click-

Even despite her intention not to oppose him, Lamp found herself pushing against the palm of his hand as dark spots began to dance in her vision, her lungs desperately yearning for air. “Mm-mgh,” she tried to protest, only letting what little of her breath she kept out in a short cough. Just as she felt her head getting groggy and her motions slowly turning sluggish, the fingers around her head let go, catching her almost by surprise, as a wave of warm, humid air began to fill her lungs back up, leading her to choke a few times more, while she struggled to somewhat balance her ragged, frantic breath alongside the rhythmic motions of the vines still relentlessly rubbing against her swollen pussy below. She didn’t even quite manage to regain the control over her breath as the man decided it was time for her to return to her work, and the taste of saliva and pre-cum filled her mouth once again, his hands painfully pulling onto her hair as he thrust her back onto his member, giving off a melodic moan as the cock once again pushed into her throat. This time she couldn’t stop herself from gagging on the length, trying to use the moments when he pulled out, to inhale and at least try and relax her throat before he thrust into it again. She let her head become practically limp in his hands, finding it easier to submit to the relentless pounding than to try and fight against it, and making it easier for him to match the rhythm of its movements to the pace of his hips – which he did, filling her mouth hole once and over again with the thick girth of his rod, using it like a toy for his own desires. Eventually though, the movements suddenly halted, and Lamp’s eyes widened, realizing what that meant. “MMMHHT~!” she mumbled loudly, panicked by the imminent prospect of his fertile seed wasting within her mouth. She pulled back desperately, only to hear his exclamation of pleasure, accompanied by the explosion of sperm filling her entire oral cavity, covering the back of her throat and shooting as far as up her nose, a glossy white bubble forming at her nostril as she tried to exhale and push it out. With a defeated whimper, she slumped down, feeling the cum slowly spill down her loosely parted lips as he removed his member, running down her chin dripping falling off onto the floor below, mixing with the few drops of her own fluids that the vines milked out of her nipples and the flushed pussy. She couldn’t enjoy the freedom for longer than a few seconds though, as the man almost instantly clasped her mouth back shut, pushing something inside, the taste of which she could barely feel through the coat of sperm on his tongue before he pushed her jaw upwards, forcing her to instinctively swallow both the man’s seed, and the entire sweet treat that came with it. She choked as the sticky substance ran down her throat, covering it in a salty sensation she knew she wouldn’t be getting off her mouth for the next couple of days at least. Even despite her distress, a soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips into his hand, as her entire body shifted, shaking as the vines repositioned her to his command. Her head shivered slightly, rising to meet his gaze, and yet unable to focus on his golden orbs for more than a few seconds as the vines within her body once again took precedence when it came to her attention, not for a second slowing down – or letting her have what she so desperately needed. She desperately clung onto his words, interrupting it with her own gasps and moans every few seconds, but nevertheless listening attentively, finding reassurance in his words. Maybe not all was lost yet. Hearing yet another condition though, she groaned, frustrated. Feeling the vines rise her higher, she instinctively fluttered her wings, inhaling deeply as they didn’t budge an inch, practically pushing her bountiful chest into his face. “AaAAaaahhh~!” As his lips wrapped tightly around her bud, she felt herself leak, the luscious milk seeping from her dark nipple straight into his mouth. Lamp found herself surprised by how delightful that felt, the coursing in her breasts and the warm, wet lips on her nipple causing her more pleasure than she would have ever expected. She felt warmth begin to build in her teased groin, and felt the vines almost reactively pull back, once again denying her any release… Only to this time return widened, spreading her pussy wide, and with a single motion releasing what had been building up for what felt like ages now. Lamp opened her mouth in surprise, the air escaping from her lungs in a long breath, before letting out a most ecstatic moan she could ever produce, throwing her head back in delight as her entire form shook almost violently within the floral restraints, the mounds of frustration now resulting in a most thunderous climax. Streaks of milk sprouted from her breast, filling Linden’s mouth as her other juices in the following seconds covered the vine inside her body in its entirety. She fell down into the vines, letting them hold her as she drew her breath, an expression of unspeakable joy and delight on her face.

Despite the highly limited range of her motions, Lamp put in her best effort to pleasure Linden, which came down mostly to her attempts of working her tongue around the head of his member that he thrust in-between her lips. With him clearly beginning to get more and more into this, she couldn’t help but begin to worry that he would end up spending all his energy – and his precious seed – in her mouth, which Lamp found to be a rather distressing idea. After all, he did promise to fertilize her eggs – surely he wouldn’t go back on his word? A muffled yelp of surprise and pleasure signified a break in her thought process, as the sensation in her backside began filling her in an extent she didn’t even imagine possible, making it difficult to focus on anything else than this weird, and surprisingly pleasurable feeling of fullness. It became clear that her attention wouldn’t rest on it for too long though, as the remaining vines seemed to have almost immediately taken that up as a challenge, intensifying in their assault on her form. The slow curling motion between her lower lips, drew a prolonged, deep moan from the moth-girl, causing her legs to fruitlessly pull against the vines, trying to tighten around floral appendage while the other vine wrapped tightly around her breast, giving it a short, gentle tug, and causing her jaw to drop slightly in an expression of delight, as the pulling motion caused a few drops of sweet milky liquid to fall from her ample breast, dripping onto the floor beneath. All this together almost made her almost forget about the task of pleasuring him that he set before her – up until he kindly reminded her, with a quick, firm push thrusting his entire length deep into her mouth. Lamp’s eyes widened, almost coming out of their orbits, yet another surprised yelp getting morphed into a soft, vibrating “MMmmmmggggmm…” as the cock slid deep into the back of her throat, stifling down any sound she made, as it slowly became practically impossible for the girl to even breathe. Lamp clutched her eyelids, fighting the rising urge to cough and pull away from the intrusion, not wanting to cross the man she was trying to bed. Not that the tight grasp on the back of her hand would let her move away any sooner than when the man would let her.

She shivered as his lips pressed against hers, feeling the taste of the flower even on his tongue now, her own pushing into his mouth, never having enough of the sweet drug. As he explored her mouth, however, she found herself begin to more and more crave his lips and touch over the addictive taste of the aphrodisiac treat, the soft, muffled moans she gave into his tongue intensifying as, aided by the surprisingly animated vines, he kept on toying with her sensitized body. A squeal of protest as he removed his mouth turned into one of surprise as she felt something smooth and slick nudge against her backside, sending shivers through her body. “Wha-AAaAhrHh~” Lamp’s question turned into an expression of incoherent, almost painful pleasure as the vine thrust deep into her body, drawing a loud, lewd noise from her succulent lips. Her body arched back, her wings fluttering against the restraints holding them, as the length slowly pushed into her colon. She hung down on the holding her vines, catching her breath as much as she could through the constant teasing at her reddened pussy, slowly getting used to the sensation of having her backside filled with the lengthy floral appendage. Her head rose to his voice, nodding to his words, barely able to focus on them with the vines relentlessly rubbing against her, only to then fall back before repeating the motion again, every time keeping her just on the edge of relief. “Hnnn-ommmph~” she moaned, feeling her insides press stronger against the vine within her as the man bent her body, her sound once again stifled, this time by the stiff human member he pushed into her mouth. Her eyes widened, then narrowed, as she conceived what he wanted her to do. Using what little range of motions she had, she shifted her head back and forth, trying to satisfy his needs.

Azazel's sister, second (visible) character from the top. I was just saying what's on my mind. Having a character who doesn't know the students may actually help keep the judgement unbiased - besides, who's better at judging people than an Angel But I really don't mind whichever way you go with the cast. Well, I imagine keeping students from being to harm themselves (or each other) can come in useful in school scenarios I'll send you a Text when I have something more than a general idea then!

I was about to suggest the same - would make sense to have three relatively unrelated players steer the judges. I also considered having at least one of the judges from outside the school (mainly because I see @Multiversal's Kushiel fit the role oh-so-well :^), and it would make sense to have an impartial third party involved as well, but that's honestly all up to you to mix and match. On another note - I was thinking of creating a PE Teacher character - someone with shielding/protection magic, so that the duels could be conducted without having students risk actual serious injuries - aaaaand because I realized that I have only one teacher character so far and I want some more :^ Would that work with you?

I'm not overthinking - you're underthinking, duh! In all seriousness, you're very much welcome. I think we've reached relative consensus on most matters here. I would also like to hear how the others feel about the idea - so that it's not just us two shouting ideas at each other As to having different locations - I think we'd agree that it would be good to keep the system uniform to the one we've used for the dance before - that is, have around three areas designated for event matters, keeping all official event-related stuff there, since it worked quite well the last time; Arena for the duels, perhaps the Athletic Fields as "training grounds" of sorts, for pre- and after-battle scenes and training, and maybe the Assembly or Dining Hall for all other socializing and announcements?

Of course - I was more addressing your point about "incentivizing familiar use" rather than criticizing the familiar-as-reward idea. Similar to my ability-acquiring idea, it could also work well if the familiar was in a way stronger than a usual one would be - not sure how exactly, since I haven't really read much into the mechanics of familiars (as it shows ). Also, thanks for the clarification, if that's the case, some of my characters could end up getting one, I'd just need to find a good narrative reason. True - if it turns out smaller than expected, we could even imply other fights taking place in the background, and just focus on the ones that involve player characters. I still have a bit of trouble seeing how it would work out - considering that not every fight will have a definite end (with a knock-out), and there will likely be a time-out indicating the end of a duel - but I'm sure these sort of thing we can sort out after the mock battle(s). I'll trust in your judgement of keeping everything in one thread - I still think it would be easier to keep track of duels and outcomes if they were kept separate, but then I understand your reluctance to add even more threads to an already quite large roleplay. If the battles do end up getting resolved quickly, I can see this working, I mostly worry about scenarios where people can get only about a post a day, due to timezone differences, for example (from my experience, this happens quite often, especially if neither side wants to stay up at unreasonable hours). A single fight could then lock the thread up for even over a week, which may slow things down noticeably.

Hah, alright, just making sure Hard to disagree that its better to prepare earlier :^ I see your point about familiars, although I think there's nothing wrong with people not wanting to participate in the mechanic if they don't want to - especially since the familiars are more like an additional character rather than your typical "wizard-helper" kind-of smaller creatures, from what I understand. It does sound like an interesting 2nd or 3rd place prize, I have to agree. Making two tournaments - for duels and team fights is a good idea. The only problem I see with that is what I already mentioned - I'm not sure if we'll have enough participants for it to make sense. Having the participants overlap in both tournaments partially solves this, but not entirely. Rewarding 2nd-3rd places also suffers from the same problem. If we end up with 5-6 students, that would mean that half of them would end up on the podium - taking any stakes out of the competition. Glad that made sense Your spin on it is quite decent as well, especially with the addition of a knockout rule. I'm thinking it could be valued even higher, but then that may be unnecessary, considering that when you're knocked out, you won't exactly be scoring many points either, I have to imagine. I'm only not sure what you mean by the "Speed" category. What would that entice? If you'd have me I think I could help out with the mock battle - I'm quite interesting myself whether it would work out as I hope it to. Also, have you thought about how to structure the tournament in general? Do we just draw a tournament ladder with people who apply? We may also need to set some limit on posts so that the duels don't draw out for too long and so everyone gets a chance to fight - or we could create a temporary separate topic for each battle so that they can happen simultaneously - at least OOC.

That's a great idea! - the arena sure could use some more attention, and so would the more combative abilities of plenty of our students (although it's still rather early for another event, I have to feel)! Regarding rewards, I like the sports tickets/restaurant reservation ones most, as they allow for more roleplay opportunities after the tournament, although I think they would work better if the combatants could team up into pairs. Otherwise, I find familiar scrolls interesting, since they are a reward both for the player, and for the character, although I'm not a strong fan of making them a rarity, especially if we already have students with familiars (looking at you LuBelle triplets). I will propose a counter-offer in a similar vein though: How about instead, as a reward, the champion would get to choose a power/skill/ability to develop or improve, allowing to bypass the four-powers-per-student, and finally giving the characters a way to develop (which I believe we discussed, was something you would be open for). The school could then provide a tutor for the said ability, which comes with its own roleplay potential afterwards, and would be a palpable reward/motivation for both in and out-of-character. Regarding making it fair and equal and the grading system - I think we could split the scoring into three categories to, say, Effectiveness, Control, and Style/Creativity? I'm open for alternatives, but that's the base idea. Reward a maximum of 4 points for Effectiveness, and 3 for both Control and Style respectively, so that defeating the opponent is still most valuable, but allowing for the characters without direct offensive powers to win by other means. Each judge scores for both sides, and, based on that, they declare who they think won the fight. The person that convinced the majority of the judges wins the round.

Disciplined by Lance’s hand, with her head buzzy from the alcohol, Lucy’s mind practically blanked, focused solely on pleasuring her friends, and the nearly-painful sensation of not getting any stimulation in return. She wished she would have had shifted some private goo into her throat beforehand, but it was way too late for that now, she realized, linking her eyes with Lance, who kindly expressed her thoughts. Even in her state, she hesitated for a second at the cat’s command of practically immobilizing herself for their sake, but gave in, sinking just slightly into her legs, so that her silhouette remained humanoid, while a new appendage emerged from her shoulder, taking on an arm-like structure. Realizing that she still didn’t quite have the mass to finish the job, she sank a bit deeper… and deeper, gasping quietly as her thighs and butt finally pressed into the floor, causing her to straighten up and grasp onto Ruben’s hips, only to keep her mouth on the same height where it was, and remain capable of serving the man with her mouth. With two of her hands holding her up against Ruben’s body, she finally finished sprouting the second pair of arms, quickly moving them to the two men she had left idle. Her hands, however, instead of wrapping around the cocks, as one would expect, she pushed palm-first straight into them, giving a loud, muffled gasp, as they punctured right through the springy layer of outer goo and submerged themselves in the softer, almost liquid-like inner slime. Pushed out of the way of the rods, it naturally tried to push back into the gap, pressuring tightly onto the two cocks, and basically turning her wrists into two tight, personalized onaholes for Keya and Lance to use as they willed. It wasn’t long until her attention got, once again, pulled, by a sharp sound from Keya. She looked up at him with question, then turned her gaze back up towards Ruben, seeking permission from the human holding her leash, getting it straight away. Before she could pull herself back to satisfy the dragon’s desires, the human did it for her, with a firm grasp onto the leash bringing her head back off his cock, leaving a mixture of slime saliva and pre-cum threading from the throbbing head onto her extended tongue and still-parted lips. She panted for a moment, lowering her head to give a couple low coughs in an attempt to clear her throat from the lingering sensation, before turning towards Keya, waiting for him to pull out, so that he could use her mouth to his pleasure instead, and free up her newly-created hand-pussy for Ruben as well.

Maybe edit your previous announcement posts so that they don't hold outdated information? Keep it simple.

It was hard to say what startled the Anubis more – the loud explosion above her head, shooting shards of glass all around the room, or the just as sudden reaction of Troy, taking her breath away as he yanked her towards him, causing her to give a high-pitched squeal of surprise while her nose pushed into the man’s chest. She inhaled deeply, the familiar scent of his body calming her racing heart ever so slightly. It still took her a few longer seconds of adjusting before she eventually pulled her head back from the safety of his embrace, rising her eyes towards the librarian, her irides still wide in shock and fear. It took her another few moments before she finally found the courage to lessen the desperate clutches in which she held the man, unwinding her tail - and hands, which she had had tightly wrapped around his waist. Only when he finally pulled her away from him did she realize that something was still off. She spoke up, trying to let him know: “I don’t-AAAh~!” she suddenly exclaimed, her eyes widening back up as she felt the skirt around her hips all out of sudden not be on her hips anymore. Her arms pressed down onto the material, trying to keep it up, before- “AAAAHH!” Both of Anpu’s hands instinctively came up to her chest instead, trying to hold her bra from falling down, only for her skirt to simply fall down onto the ground, and let a few more incomprehensible sounds of embarrassment out of the Anubis’ mouth. Her eyes went to meet Troy’s, expressing utter confusion and mortification towards the librarian while she stumbled backwards, tripping onto the material that was still somewhat wrapped around her ankles, as a result falling backwards into the library, her hands once again having to let go of her clothing only to keep the back of her head from slamming into the nearby bookshelf. She breathed out heavily, feeling the shelf behind her out with one hand, as the other clenched around her breasts, as if trying to hold them in place. Only once she felt stable with her back against the wall, did she quickly retreat her other hand, moving it in front of her plain, just-uncovered panties. For the second time, her gaze went towards the librarian, her cheeks reddening intensely as her brain slowly started coming to terms to the situation.

Howdy @Seraphina and welcome to the club! Hope you have a good time around here!

Anpu moved back just like he told her, scooping behind the librarian as he chanted the incantation. Her heart was racing, anxiety raising as the words resounded without any effect. A small gasp escaped her mouth and she had to stop herself from climbing onto Troy's shoulder, as, with the sixth repetition, the sigil brightened up in vibrant orange energy, something magical clearly taking effect. She held her breath, waiting for something to happen, but then it just... stopped, dimming quickly down into nothingness. The Anubis frowned. Did something go wrong? She climbed onto her toes, trying to get a better perspective of the drawing she had finished but minutes ago. The declaration was there, the induction clearly linking to the symbol… And the incantation clearly resonated with the marking, so something must have been working… Her eyes flashed blue, keeping that faint glow as she looked into the spirits surrounding them both, and cursed herself for not doing that sooner – not because she saw something out of ordinary, but rather because she didn’t even know what was ordinary. Troy’s aura still had the maleficent energy swirling around it, but then, the symbol was not supposed to completely get rid of it, only suppress its effects, so that wasn't all that unexpected. “Umm… I think… that’s it?” she said without much conviction, finally moving from behind him and closer towards the sigil. It wasn't dormant anymore, there were definitely traces of energy vibrating near it, so the incantation did have some lasting effect, clearly. Her eyes turned back to their usual mint green. “Do you feel anything, Master?” she queried. Her voice was starting to regain confidence as she examined the marking. Not all spells came with spectacular visuals, and considering it was something that was meant to keep the magic suppressed, maybe it shouldn't have been all that surprising that the effect was subtle as it was. "...maybe you should try it out?"

The Anubis couldn't help but once again smile at the word of approval he gave her, even if a bit undeserving, although the tips of her ears did arch slightly backwards at his tone right after, for a moment scaring her that she did something wrong. She had to admit his concerns valid though, and so nodded with agreement to his words, already moving to set the book down on the desk to help her reference the symbols more accurately. Her eyes shifted between the intricate drawing shown on the page and the blank surface next to it, for a moment stopping, unsure how to proceed. Thankfully, her confusion didn't last longer than just a few seconds, right after which, she leaned deeply over the desktop, ending up practically lying down chest-first on it while her hand reached for one of the small drawers down by the other side of the table. Thankfully, her memory didn't fail her, and after a few moments of struggling with getting the container open from an upside-down perspective, she pulled out a piece of chalk out of it, and gracefully slipped back down onto the floor, closing the drawer with a soft push. She adjusted the page one more time, taking in all the bends and lines of the symbol, and pressed the chalk slightly down, drawing a (hopefully) smooth curve on the tabletop. Until now she had only recreated the symbol in smaller scale, sketching copies of it within her notes, but chalking down an actual full-size rune proved much different to what she's been doing so far. The actual figure took her around a minute of drawing, but it was the smaller things afterwards that took about ten times that time - checking up the angles, smoothing the lines, and so on, and so forth... Having taken much longer than she would have wanted to, she stepped back from the finished drawing, looking at the outline with the gaze of an artist judging their own work, and exhaled through half-closed lips. She may not have been too artistically inclined, but the figure did end up closely resembling the sketch she used as a template. Her eyes shifted towards the librarian. She hesitated before interrupting his focus. "Uhm- I'm finished..." she stated, rolling the piece of chalk in her fingers in a slightly nervous tick.

Lance once again managed to catch her by surprise, sending vibrations through her green body as his hand once again smacked her luscious butt, causing her to glance to the side at the cat. Yet, before she could even give him a more flirtatious look, her eyes dilated in surprise as the feline hand suddenly grasped strongly at her hair, pushing her with unexpected force. ”MMmGGGHHH?!” she gagged loudly, teardrops building in her eyes, her hands seeking some – any – kind of support on Ruben’s body while her head in vain pushed back against the holding her hand, only for her to end up with her nose thrust into the blue pubic hair, the lengthy cock slamming deep into the back of her throat, making it seem almost as if it were about to push right through it and come out on the other side. It didn’t do so, however, instead digging into her flesh for just a longer while, before finally slipping down her throat, letting a barely audible moan out of the girl as it filled the entire diameter of her insides. Her ‘muscles’ instinctively clenched, trying to get rid of the alien object, but as a result only clenched around the rod tightly, basically forming a perfect sheath around it. It felt like eternity of being held gagged by her human friend’s member, Lance’s hand not letting her even an inch away from the base of Ruben’s crotch. While it wasn’t directly debilitating to her breathing, the sheer intrusiveness of it made her mind all fuzzy, causing even her eyes to slowly roll back in her head as he held it pressed firmly against the human's crotch. It wasn’t until she felt the yank back on her hair that she actually remembered to breathe. Her entire body shook in a soundless gasp as the Rakshasa finally pulled her head completely off of Ruben’s cock, letting her throat begin to slowly relax. She fell back onto her knees, held upright seemingly only by Lance’s hand still holding up her hair, and the sturdy thread linking her neck with Ruben’s just-as-solid grasp. And yet she didn’t even have the time to gather her bearings before another cock hang down right in front of her face, a commanding voice telling her to get her hands on it. “S-so-orry” she uttered quietly, her voice rugged from the soreness of her throat and jaw, quickly raising one of her hands towards the thick draconic member, starting to run it up and down its length, as with the other one, she sought out Ruben, directing his girth back into her wet lips, feeling obliged to finish what she started. Keeping two of her friends busy, she glanced towards Lance with an almost pleading look, not wanting him to think that she was neglecting him again, almost trying to assure him that she would eagerly serve him too, if only given the chance.

I'm not sure whether you mean in or out of character, but Jenny had been cleaning up the character threads from inactive characters a while back, so it's likely some of yours got hidden. You should be able to get her back, we'll only need to pester the administration a bit :3

Ah, I think we should wait a bit longer until throwing another event into the mix - some of my dance scenes haven't even finished, not to mention I already started a couple post-event ones. @JennyDK

Multi! Dammm, it's been so long! Are you back to stay?

In the recent days Anpu had been making sure that the librarian was not seeing her at her worst, taking precautions so that her mind was relatively clear when she was seeing him. Thankfully, her… affliction was coming to an end, so keeping her impulses in check was easier than when it started. Having plenty work to keep her mind and hands busy also proved helpful. And of course there were also people like Scarlet, who always were willing to help the Anubis take the edge off, to the point where Anpu almost felt guilty of overusing their kindness. But then, there were always these moments when Master Havershan would say something seemingly innocuous, but which for some reason would effortlessly break through any of her attempts to remain professional – just like the way he praised her for being a “smart girl” right now… “E-ekhm, thank you, Master-Havershan,” she responded quickly, rather glad that his focus was now mostly on the notes she handed him. Her mind couldn’t help but return to when she first got called a good girl by the librarian, albeit in rather different circumstances… A large part of her longed to the way he took care of her back then. There was a reason why his jacket was still resting by the side of her bed… Her cheeks flashed with vivid red as his voice brought her back to the present, the librarian apparently finished with her notes. She parted her lips, taking a moment to shift her thoughts back on the right track. “R-right, of course, one second!” she asked, diving back towards her bag before pulling out a rather strange-looking amulet, resembling a small crystal flowing freely within a transparent container – the very same one Anpu used when helping out the triplets in their familiar-summoning a while back, and onto which, against her better judgement, she held on, hoping that whoever was keeping track of the school inventory wouldn’t necessarily notice… She stood up, hesitating for one second as she looked at the amulet. There were also other… more physical ways of “transmitting” the energy that she read of… She took a deep breath and turned towards Troy, extending the crystal towards him. “This should channel your energy into the chant-“ she explained, in a slightly agitated of a voice. “I’ll start putting the sigils up, you start practicing the incantation… umm… if you agree, Master-“ she added, for a moment almost forgetting herself.