Faeryma woke up on the back tile, she must have made love until she passed out from pleasure as she was still feeling the afterglow. She got to her feet, her skin and leather outfit sticky with all the activities she had done, and found herself wishing for a bath. The fullness of her deflowered sex worried her, did her unseen lover manage to knock her up? Come to think of it, was she even fertile? After all, she was the only person she knew to be a futanari, up until now. Well, either way she would know, sooner or later.<br/><br/>As the witch looked over the remaining expense of the checkboard floor, morbid curiosity overcame her. What would happen if she moved to a corner where four tiles met and triggered them all at once? It would be a bit of a jump to get to the far side of the next row all at once, but maybe she could make it with her newly toned muscles! She drew back to the far side of her tile for as much of a running start as she could get, and then she leaped.<br/><br/>"Aiiie!" Perhaps she should have practiced something easier first, as she tripped over her own feet not yet used to her new-found strength and speed at the exact moment as she jumped, and time seemed to pass by in slow-motion as she went up and then... inevitably... down...<br/><br/><br/><br/>Roll for jump! 1d10 Result: 1<br/>...<br/>What that means I leave up to you... (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=42892)