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27 — Non-intimate Arrangements

The fire burned low, but the flames and smoke tore into the sky. The smell of acrid and scorched fabric stung her nose. She winced at the smell but made no gesture to display her irritation. Rennia...

26 — Morning Confessions

Rennia grumbled to herself as she got to work. Twice she had made stew, and she was already sick of it—hopefully mash was better than hardtack. She was doing anything, almost anything to distract...

25 — Corporeal

Ishmere

Ishmere woke from her slumber, and not pleasantly. No, waking from her slumber was the last thing she wanted to do, but she was dragged awake. She didn't wake up on...

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This is still early and rough, but which group of characters would you want to see get a NSFW chapter next? (Will probably do a second poll to narrow it down.) Also open to suggestions.

🖤🖤🖤 24 — The Ritual

Rennia, much to Ishmere's chagrin, did not penetrate her. Not yet. She was still curious about touching and tinkering with Ishmere's body before she wanted to end the play. Ishmere wanted this. Ish...

🖤🖤HSP Bonus 1 — Things, just Between Us.

The Bronzecloaks, as they had called themselves, sat in a cave ten miles north of Kibblestadt. The cave was a hideout of sorts, or more like a place they came to when they were hiding or expecting ...

🖤🖤 23 — Pleasing her whims

Rennia was on her knees, legs splayed in opposite directions, hands on the wooden floor, gawking at the astral spirit's shameless obscenity. Ishmere had spread her own legs, her doll-like and dorma...

22 — The Chase

Rennia sprinted through the woods, trying to match the forest trail she had come from. Ishmere's naked and limp body bounced on her shoulder—surprisingly light and as floppy as cloth. The forest ...

21 — Corpse Garden

Afternoon light leaked into the decaying tavern, and Rennia shielded her eyes from the sunrays blasting through holes in the rooftop. She stood in fresh clothing, clad in some dead adventurer's gam...

20 —

Rennia had gotten up from the stairwell. When she woke, someone had covered her and tucked a pillow under her head. Part of her hoped what had happened—who knows how long ago—had been a dream. ...

18 — Talks and negotiations

The ruinous basement glowed with dim blue light. The residual arcane light pulsed faintly, and dust settled and drifted when she, the spook, the ghoulish specter, moved around.

Rennia, bare-b...

17—The Haunting of the Ebon Gild

She had returned to the burned kitchen. It still smelled of sausage fat and wild smoke. She had put out the fire when she had left. Perhaps that was a mistake. She should have kept it running. She ...

16 — Alone and Cold

Rennia had woken up damp, certainly cold, and she was sure she stunk. She was definitely sweaty, and her share of clothing was well overdue for a wash. A good thing she had packed accordingly. The ...

15 — The tavern in the middle of nowhere

The caravan came to a stop. Bexxy refused to move an inch further, she neighed horribly. Tiamael was silent, staring intently at the sprawling ruin, eyes alert. Every building was made of half-coll...

14 — Respite

The caravan had stopped by the roadside. Each wheel creaked beneath the dimming sky, silent but heavy. The world was fading into dusk, and they were nowhere close to their destination. The horse, B...

13 — Ride to who knows where

Rennia’s face was slouched against her knees as she watched trees, rivers, and mountains go by. Kibblestadt was gone. Her home—out of sight. Never to be seen again, anytime soon at least.

12 - Farewells

Rennia stood watching her home from afar. She knew what was coming. She knew what was going to happen now.

The sword in her waist felt heavier than it should, and it didn't make her feel safe...

11 - Goodbyes

Rennia’s eyes were puffy. She had cried enough. The walls of her childhood were crumbling to dust, and she wondered why her mother had made such an effort to send her sisters away — but kept he...

10 - Birds, no bees here.

Rennia’s head hurt, and her throat was hoarse. She’d had a hell of a night, probably caught a flu out there in the orchard. There were little treant monsters, and delicious golden apples, and L...

9 - Trial by mob

Rennia was strung up in full view of the village square in Kibblestadt. A horrendously thick rope held her up. Her hands were tied together with a shorter string, her feet bound. Even her toes were...

8 — State of a sexual emergency

The apple orchard wasn’t that far from the Town of Kibblestadt, if you had used the road, and you carried no, luggage. As if almost affirming that reality to a point, Rennia had been running for ...

🖤 7 – Panic

Rennia sniffed herself and frowned. She could blame the excursion here, the fight with the treant things. It took a lot of sweat out of her. But she smelled not just of sweat, but sex and fluids. 2025-06-02 08:37:44 +0000 UTC View Post

🖤🖤🖤 6 – The Body Knows

Rennia’s body was set aflame, changed and twisted by her shaft. Lyanna, kneeling, brought her head down, swallowing the head of her throbbing cock. Her warm saliva and her moving tongue made her,...

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God-Tier Slime ❤︎❤︎ 6 - A soft descent

The nameless slime was sent flying away. His body was thrown into the depths below the slope, his gelatinous body streaking through the air like cosmic flame. Tentacles warping and his body burning...

God-Tier Slime ❤︎ 5 — A Name Forgotten, A Slime’s Fate

For a long time, all he saw was whiteness—opaque, blank valleys and different contours of white. It was as if he had gone reverse-blind.

When his goggly eyes opened again, he wiggled slight...

God-Tier Slime 4 – Power at the tips of your fingers

After Viktorian had crossed the mini chasm, he sat on the other side, lamenting his reality and partially his existence. But he didn't dawdle long, lest the crazed blobs below had half a mind to fo...

God-Tier Slime 3 – A deal with a goddess?

[Hey! Wake up!]

Viktorian was deep in a slumbering state, his gooey form juggled in his sleep, wiggling as he stirred his slimy body. His mind wandered—he was dreaming. A m...

God-Tier Slime 2 – Level?!

Viktorian shook his little slime body as an army of amorphous blobs turned toward him. Hundreds of little baby slimes surrounded him, all focused on the sudden words he gurgled out.

“Shiiii...

God-Tier Slime 1 – The goddess of Trickery

Viktorian knew he was dead. In fact, he knew he had been dead for a very long time. He had died in the most ridiculous way possible. He always knew his apartment was haunted; they warned him. The a...