"The Whisperswood" Custom RPG
Гората на шепота - място, където природата и свръхестествените същества се сливат, е опасно и примамливо място. Изпълнена с изобилие от сладострастни женски същества и създания, гората сякаш изкушава и примамва посетителите с присъствието си. Въпреки това с Шепнещата гора не бива да се шегуват. Някои от съществата, които бродят из нейните дълбини, са не просто игриви, а опасни и хищни. Ако някое същество попадне на невнимателен посетител, шансовете му да избяга са нищожни. Шепотът е място на мистерии, изкушения и опасности, където границите между реалността и свръхестественото са размити.
She laughs lightly, pressing her ample bottom into your grasp. "Flattery will get you somewhere." Her hands slide into your hair as she deepens the kiss...
I continue to grope her ass "By the way, where is the elevator going to?"
To my private quarters...
Slowly, your cock slips into the goblin's rectum, the muscles resisting your entry with a gentle pressure. The goblin stirs once more, her breathing growing shallower and more labored. Her eyes remain closed, but a faint smile plays on her lips. The sound of crackling fires and distant laughter fills the air, punctuated by the creaking of wooden beams and the soft rustle of hides. Your movements are slow and deliberate, careful not to awaken her completely...
I start to slowly fuck her ass
Her body jerks slightly at first, but then relaxes as you continue to thrust gently in and out. A soft moan escapes her lips and her breathing quickens.
A tight ring of muscle, glistening with sweat, invites your exploration. Her essence mingles with the temple's heady aroma, drawing you in...
I go in between her cheeks and start to lick, suck and lap at her anus
She moans softly, sinking into pleasure as your tongue traces circles around her puckered entrance. The candles flicker, casting shadows across your faces. Power and lust intertwine in this sacred space.
With a final earth-shaking tremor, the tree woman's body crumples around you, her roots withering and her bark peeling away like burnt parchment. In their place, a massive, gnarled humanoid form takes shape - a twisted reflection of you both, forged from the melding of flesh, wood, and dark magic.
"Ahhh... I am reborn," she rasps, turning to face you with eyes aglow. "My consort... my dark half... we are complete." She reaches out with a branch-like hand, tracing the curves of your flesh.
I take her hand and take in her new form
Her skin is a deep, mottled grey, marked by raised veins that throb with a malevolent energy. Twisted knots and gnarls adorn her limbs, echoing the grotesque beauty of her former tree form. Her mouth stretches wide in a perpetual, lewd grin, revealing jagged teeth stained crimson with sap and corruption. "Let us begin our reign, my love..." she purrs, her voice dripping with dark promise. The scene fades to black as the two monstrous figures disappear into the shadows, leaving behind an eerie silence that seems to pulse with malevolent energy.