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Alexandrine looked broken, she looked like she stood weakly next to Zorn. Hair a mess, his mess between her legs leaking out from between her throbbing lips, and down her thighs. The only indication not all was it seemed was the way Alexandrine made eye contact looking behind her as she walked away with Zorn, a quick look, and a wink that had an almost immediate effect on the hapless guard they left behind. Once in Zorn's private chambers, the transition is seamless, a silent ripple of magic that sheds the skin of the fallen hero and reveals the predator beneath. As the door clicks shut, the desperate frame of Alexandrine melts away. In

Zorn watched the disguise drop, while the Sorceress’ body was appealing as a prize, Exzel’s body was quite appealing too. He was eager to see and hear Exzel’s evaluation of the experience. If she behaved any differently around him without the disguise. He hoped her words would be honest, not to manipulate him. He would take the risk of not completely letting his guard down but take her word and actions as genuine unless she gave him a reason not to. As for the first observation. “I have had practice with her sister of course. A little with other humans, and of course I hope to do something like that to her for real.” To a degree i

“We can make a stop there, if you like. I don’t mind going in, as far I can without too much awkwardness anyway.” Zelnath did not mind being in buildings, sometimes, depending on why and who owned them. But it could be difficult at times to move around in them. It might be interesting to see a quick look at Mina’s room in the place. But only if it was easy to get there. Which led into her answer to Mina’s question. “If I must clean, usually look look for some lake, pond, river, any water outside deep enough for it. Artificially made things, like you might use, well they tend to not be able to handle me. My body’s size, shape and weig

Ah. My clothes. The bunny's gaze lowered. For the most part her clothes had gone unscathed through the ordeal. One might normally worry most about the panties that she wore, especially with the more vicious sorts of lovers. But those had been moved enough out of the way and with a gentle enough force that they had escaped any major cleanliness or damage issues. They were now stashed within a pouch, and currently she was going commando. Her skirt, however, had managed to get a considerable spot of cum soaked into it. The knowledge burned Mina's cheeks with a soft pink color. "I think it would be nice to clean up. I do have clothes at

Hellhound raised her arms close to her chest when she saw Akemi kneel down before her. Her expression changed to one of surprise but otherwise, she tried not to move too much, especially with Akemi being where she was. Her hearing allowed her to hear what she was saying, even if faintly, but she didn't find anything to answer to it. Who even had two pairs of hands, anyway? If it was a metaphor, the hound was nowhere close to be capable to understand it. All she could do was imagine if a human actually had more than two hands. It was best to remain silent and not ask a dumb question about it. As she looked down to watch Akemi, something still

The sight of the fierce warrior who had leveled a rooftop just hours ago being defeated by a slippery bar of soap was, to Akemi, nothing short of endearing. She didn't laugh, she knew how much the Hellhound valued her pride, but a warm, soft smile lit up her face as she watched the demon’s ears droop in embarrassment. Akemi knelt in the steam, the water splashing against her shoulders as she retrieved the escaped bar of soap. "It's okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the drum of the shower. "Some things are easier with two pairs of hands." Akemi began to work with a renewed focus, her movements slow and rhythmic to soo

Sorry, hopefully none of that is too confusing. I will be running a plot where there'll be an investigation of a rumor of another pack that's moved in, it'll be a slow burn, but the same goes for Blackthorne and how a new coven has popped up. I think I'll also be (very slowly) working on a plot of Austin passing the torch of Alpha, given we don't have a whole lotta peeps on here quite yet, that too will be a slow burn. If you've got any plots for characters or anything else you wanna explore, give me a holler. That will be fine with Human NPCs if you'd like. Just don't go too crazy, I know I'll have some whipped up h

Hellhound followed quietly at first. The playfulness of Akemi helped her get into whatever she wanted but she needed a moment to check the shower in hope to understand it before she would step under it. Unlike the watery experience she had just the day before, this was nothing close to scary. It even felt like rain, which was something the hound really enjoyed for some reason. Water falling from the sky was not something she would see in hell but seeing and feeling it when on the surface was always a fun experience. This time, however, the rain came from a pipe in the wall. More of that human tech that made things happen that Hellhound did no

Akemi’s hand felt small and delicate inside the Hellhound’s larger, clawed grip, yet she led with a surprising, quiet strength. As they stepped out of the minimalist sanctuary of the bedroom, the morning air was cool against their bare skin, but the heat radiating from the hound’s resilient body made the hallway feel warm. The bathroom was a compact, tiled space, typical of a city apartment but meticulously clean. Akemi reached into the shower stall, turning a heavy chrome dial. A sudden hiss filled the room as steaming water began to beat against the floor, quickly transforming the small space into a private, misty grotto. Akemi didn't