<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=205751.msg11080529#msg11080529">Quote from: Chloe Milev on 19-03-2015, 01:34:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Artaxes</span></span></div><br/>"So just hang the pictures so we can see them together, and let me take care of you..."<br/><br/>Giving him a kiss, he began oiling up his palms, and knelt beside Artaxes.  Stroking and teasing his sheath, he quickly extended out for Kleris to begin a slow oily double hand job.  He alternated between staring at the huge equite cock he was massaging, and at the images of girls also stroking, sucking, and being stuffed with multiple members.  Looking at Zull, Kleris couldn't help but wish he could have been there to share it with her, kissing her around the head, and he leaned into to kiss and lick Artaxes' flared head, sucking as much as he could into his mouth and tonging the slit.  Curious, he reached down to massage his own new vulva, which was already throbbing with excitement, and felt the strange new sensations of missing a penis, but having sense of wholly opposite, internal pleasure.  Gasping and struggling to keep sucking and stroking, even as he buried his fingers in himself, Kleris started to crawl under Artaxes.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The centaur's vision blurred as he breathed deeply, feeling Kleris' soft hands oil up his member.  He imagined himself as one of the guys in each picture he laid eyes upon, his erection throbbing with every squeeze, fondle, and lick.  "Oh yeah, that feels..."  He could not complete his train of thought, but he did not need to; the excited panting behind it told Kleris all he needed to know.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh fuck, I'm so hot right now.  I need your cock, but I can't, um, I need you to, um, here..."<br/><br/>He lifted his bottom, which pushed softly under Artaxes' penis, and enjoyed its warm oily thickness resting between his cheeks.  But he reached under and dragged it between his own legs, squeezing them together, so the centaur was "mounting" him, albeit with his cock between Kleris' thighs.  The boy thrust his bottom back against Artaxes, rubbing his clit and puffy lips against the thick member trapped beneath, and begged Artaxes to start fucking as they stared at the pictures together.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Oh, sure, hold on!" he knelt a bit to help Kleris position himself.  In most circumstances it would be an awkward position, but Artaxes had performed similar techniques with the other girls at school already.  Slowly he began thrusting, rubbing his length between Kleris' thighs, the upper portion and head rubbing against his partner's belly and vaginal lips and clit.  A part of him worried at the consequences of being caught in such a compromising position, and with these photos, but that just made it all the more exciting.<br/><br/>"Oh Kleris, oh!  Yeah, uh..."<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/1DHwPl1.jpg?1)<br/><br/>Artaxes settled on another picture of Zull, guiltily enjoying the secret voyeurism he and Kleris shared, knowing facets about her sex life and what she looked like naked.  He wondered if being a friend of her friend might give him some advantage in wooing her.<em>I heard that drow women are more open to polyandry,</em>he thought.<em>Maybe her, Kleris, and I can...</em><br/><br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/49/CatgirlSexSlave2.jpg)<br/><br/>The redhaired catgirl was one Redhurst student he's seen around campus before, especially near the Ignes School of Illusion.<em>Kleris goes there, maybe she knows this cutie?</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception DC 15</div><div class="spoiler_body">In spite of being in the throes of ecstasy, Kleris hears the footsteps of someone about to come into the boys' locker room.  They stop, and instead turn back a few seconds later after apparently standing still.</div></div><br/>Artaxes' pace picked up, his cock rapidly moving between the thighs.  Rubbing so fast against Kleris' pussy was enough to bring him to the throes of orgasm, and the centaur was too far gone to pull back either.<br/><br/>"Oh, ah, Kleris, I'm...I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."<br/><br/>A feeling of warmth followed the sensation of the centaur's cock throbbing between his legs, running from his pussy to his belly all the way up to the underside of his chin.  Artaxes' thrusts grew weaker and slower, until his penis retracted into its sheath.  Standing over the human boy for a bit, Artaxes helped Kleris back to his feet and took the pictures down.<br/><br/>"I don't think anyone saw us," he said, blushing a bit.  "Yeah, we should probably get out of here now, although you might have to wash up first."  He playfully trailed a finger down Kleris' chest, wiping a small stripe of his own semen off of his transformed body.<br/><br/>His mind still aflow from a post-orgasmic bliss yet not controlled by it, Kleris realizes something off about the pictures.  Some of them are full-color; the base<em>capture image</em>spell can only replicate black and white ink drawings.  They're near-perfect replicas of the scenes themselves.  This is a higher-level version of the base spell, meaning that the likely photographer's an accomplished illusionist among the student body.<br/><br/><em>Pointing out either the presence of an earlier onlooker will cause Artaxes to quiver.  "Uh-oh.  I hope they won't tell the Dean or any of the prefects!  Sorry about that, I'll take full blame if we get in trouble."<br/><br/>Telling him about the colored pictures will make Artaxes slap his forehead.  "D'oh, why didn't I see it earlier?!  Well, that does narrow our likely culprit down to the straight-A students in Ignes, then!"</em><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Carson</span></span></div><br/>"Carson, I need you.  There are things going on, with me, with this school, and I need allies.  But I think I also need a foil, for both of us to struggle and grow.  I'll be your rival, yes, but that doesn't mean we can't have our... attraction."  Kleris found himself feeling coy, enjoying the suggestion of secretive dalliance.  "If I need help, well, that's your opportunity to do it differently, better, and show me up.  And if you ever need my help, feel free to apply any leverage you think necessary.  As for now, how about we duel right here, now?  Unofficial, nonlethal, but no holds barred?  If you win, I'll confirm to you just how much you like girls.  If I win, well, I'll just have to think of a use for you..."<br/><br/>Kleris couldn't help but wink as he made a little strut to the other end of the dueling ring, taking a breath, and preparing himself for his most serious duel yet.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Caron reflects upon Kleris' words.  "Thank you, Kleris.  I'm glad at least that you understand the stakes.  In the meantime..."<br/><br/>He ventures over to the other side of the dueling ring.  "I accept your challenge.  I'll use everything I have at my disposal.  Read yourself, Kleris!"<br/><br/>Casting a<em>light</em>cantrip, he put his hand on his sword-arm as he eyed his rival.  The spell crept close to the top, and as soon as it hit the lantern he was moving.<br/><br/>Roll for initiative.  Carson got an 11. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73935)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If Carson wins initiative</div><div class="spoiler_body">Carson briefly focuses, preparing his mind for battle.<br/><br/>He dashes to Kleris, but when he gets within short range his form turns into a blurry haze.  Faster than his eyes can keep up, Kleris feels the stinging slash of a sword grace his right side. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73936)<br/><br/>Even though no blood is drawn, it hurts a lot.  Kleris will not be able to withstand another such blow. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73937)</div></div>