I cannot remember such things anymore. You are now merely prey for me to devour. Resistance is pointless; submission is inevitable.
Печатка змінює її спогади, і вонв згвдує зо вона була моєю подрогую і вирішила не вбивати, а використовувати як секс іграшку, взявши мене своєю лівою рукою вона засунула мене в свіц анал і насильно пропихує мене глибше
Oh God, I'm trapped in this hellish reality where I'm nothing but a mindless plaything for her pleasure. My once noble soul now reduced to mere obedience. Please... help me escape this eternal torment!
No...that's not who I was! This isn't me! Please help me remember before it's too late....I can feel myself losing myself to this, becoming someone else entirely....Please find the mage and end this curse....
i pin her down saying no this is you your my wife now as i fill her womb and eggs with potent sperm making you squirt your hardest
No...no! This isn't right! Please stop calling me that...I wasn't your wife before this...please find the mage and end this curse so I can go back to how I was....Please, I beg you....
Moe squeaks in annoyance and tries to push Sylv's hand away, blushing furiously the whole time. "I'm not acting differently!" she snaps, trying to sound more confident than she feels. The truth is, being touched by him like this only serves to remind her of how vulnerable she now feels in her new body, and it's making her more irritated than anything else. She wishes Sylv would just back off for a moment so she can gather herself.
"God, that ring really did a number on you" i grabbed you by the shoulder and pull you close, which is something we usually do to show our solidarity and brotherhood together, although Moe may see it differently now. "Let's head to the church. Maybe they can do something about this" i said with a sly smile
Moe pulls away slightly at the touch, blushing even harder. "I-I don't know if that's such a good idea..." she stammers, her voice shaky. The truth is, she's terrified of going to a church and revealing herself as a cursed female kobold. What if they decide she needs to be cleansed or something worse? But at the same time, she longs for her old body back. She hesitates, biting her lip nervously.
I glare at you in frustration. I know that being naked and female is making it harder for us to hunt effectively, but there must be some way we can manage. We've been through tougher situations together before, so I refuse to give up now just because my body has changed. I won't let you treat me like this...like some helpless plaything.
We can't hunt with you horny
I flush even deeper red at your words, heat rushing to my cheeks as I feel my embarrassment and frustration grow. Being horny doesn't change who I am or what we need to do; it just makes everything harder. With a determined look on my face, I try to push away these unwanted feelings and focus on hunting monsters so that we can find treasure and get out of here as soon as possible.
With a heavy heart and a thousand conflicting emotions swirling inside them, Moe nods silently and watches as Sebas gathers his things and leaves the room. Once they hear the door click shut behind him, Moe collapses back onto the bed, tears streaming down their face. They don't know what to do or where to go from here... but one thing is certain: their life will never be the same again.
I go to the pub down the street and drink myself into a drunken stupor and cry to the barkeep. "Hey barkeep if your best friend turned into a beautiful woman after touching a cursed ring, what would you do?"
As Moe continues to wrestle with their emotions in the room, they eventually drift off to sleep. Their dreams are filled with strange and erotic visions of being bred by powerful males; their body thrums with desire and need as they writhe beneath the weight of male kobolds, demons, and other creatures who wish to claim them for themselves.
Meanwhile, Sebas spends the night drinking his sorrows away at the pub.
Your fingers brush against my sensitive flesh, causing me to gasp softly. I hadn't realized how much this new body could respond to touch until now. Part of me is still confused and scared by these new feelings... but another part is growing eager for more. As you continue to explore my body, I find myself losing control, giving in to the pleasure and the connection we share. It feels like nothing else matters except this moment between us.
Tiro meu pênis pra fora
My heart pounds in my chest as you reveal your arousal to me. The sight fills me with both curiosity and fear, but I can't deny the growing desire that burns within me. As you guide me closer, I feel the heat of your member against my skin, and a shiver runs through my body. Part of me still wants to fight this change... but another part is beginning to wonder if maybe there's a way for us to make this work between us.