Getting lost in soothing, gentle, sapphic paradise, with wet lips and probing tongues, soft hands, and curvy cushions all around, Kleris was happy to give in to a cloud of sensual heights and eventual exhaustion.  Even waking up was a slow, languid affair, stretching and sighing, not minding where he was until curiosity eventually forced him to blink awake and look around, taking note of Rachel and the photo set seemingly cleaning itself up.<br/><br/>“Oh, hey Rachel.  Thank you…” he had to profess, always a bit off guard from her little tokens of generosity.  He stood and wrapped the blanket around his chest as an improvised shift, shuffling over to look over their product.  Now in boy-form, the images certainly hit him in a different and more lewd and horny way, the blanket tenting in approval, even as Rachel showed him his own female form grappled and barely censored by fiendish squids--or indeed actually penetrated by them!<br/><br/>“Well of course the nudes and lewd images will be locked behind the password paywall.  I think an assortment of solo girls should be in front, then any pairs that were captured together, and group shots at the end.  The command word will unlock the nudes associated with each girl.  Hmm, keep it artistic, no actual penetration shots.  We can keep those for our<em>personal</em>collections…”  His hand touched his face, remembering being sealed up three ways over by an extraplanar squid, its phallic tentacles attempting to breed her from every angle.  “I’ll have to try that again some time.”<br/><br/>“Horishkad?  Well, in addition to not being as<em>distracted</em>by you as I am, obviously that dreamscape was more dangerous than just having a bad nightmare.  I think using that device may have exposed me to actual extraplanar dream-monsters that could have killed me in there, and maybe you too as part of the dream.  So while your advances were, uh, not unpleasant, it was quite a dangerous diversion.”<br/><br/><hr/><br/>That first experience with Marcus (and Lillin) had been strange and magical, but the pregnancy scare had thrown a bucket of cold water on the thought.  But since trying again with the proper precautions, Kleris was in deep over her head.  The spell merely stopped her from getting pregnant, but did nothing to stop the thick, potent, minotaur semen from flooding her orifices and body with their intense heat, musk, and addictive need for more.  Kleris found himself constantly distracted, always calculating how many classes until he could make his way back to Marcus’ dorm to make himself an open, feminine vessel for him to fill to overflowing over and over.  Even in the morning when studying his spellbook, his eyes always lingered on certain spells, thinking about how to use them to please Marcus and his godly cock.  It took a great amount of effort to shake off, or to simply give in to the feeling to at least sublimate it long enough to get through the day’s classes.  He was sure it wasn’t a problem, but time would judge if his distraction had become a full-on addiction that was hurting his life and relationships.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>[Day 91 Will save: 1, fail.  Totally unable to wait an entire day, Kleris skips lunch to pull Marcus into an empty classroom for a quickie.]<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Without waiting to ask he swooped Kleris off her feet to let her ride on his back.<br/>"Let's use our strengths to cover both our shortcomings!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Enjoying the rare, intimate opportunity to piggy-back a centaur, Kleris pointed the way, “Onward!”<br/><br/>Finding a classmate on their own, Kleris sends Artaxes to go flirt with her, or at least distract her long enough that Kleris can sneak off with her bookbag and copy her map for themselves.  Hiding around a corner, he saw the Artaxes barely was through smiling and greeting the girl when she was smiling broadly and nodding with enthusiasm, completely forgetting about her bag as she went off arm-in-arm with the centaur boy.  Kleris quickly walked off with the bag, copying the map inside and returning it to where it was left.  Waiting at the planned rendezvous point, Kleris was actually waiting a half-hour longer than expected, wondering if he would have to look for Artaxes before he came grinning through the door.  Apparently the girl had had a huge crush on the centaur and very much welcomed the opportunity to go “talk,” ending up making out hard for a while before Artaxes was able to excuse himself back to their mission.  “Well, it looks like you have a fan open to a second date in the future,” Kleris winked.<br/><br/>[Bluff 19+20 = 39 vs DC 25, success]<br/><br/>Next they found a boy from class, a very serious and jealous type neither thought would be open to feigned friendship or seduction.  “I’ll go put on the<em>charm</em>in the more literal way then…”  From a distance, Kleris wove his fingers in the air, silently completing the spell before approaching to speak with his hopefully new best friend.<br/><br/>“Hey there, uh, Jacob, was it?  How goes the treasure hunt?” Kleris ventured.<br/><br/>Jacob turned, surprised someone was speaking to him, but broke into a wide smile at the sight of Kleris.  “Hey!  Yeah, it’s a doozy, isn’t it, especially with only a part of the whole!  Want to work together?”<br/><br/>“That sounds just lovely, partner!  How about you show me your map, then we’ll better know what to look for!  We can even split up to cover more ground, and nobody will suspect we’re working together…”<br/><br/>“Oh yes, very good idea, since I usually always work alone.  Here, look at this, and then we can compare notes later after we find more clues!”<br/><br/>After copying his map and notes, Kleris was able to strut back to Artaxes victorious from his own interaction.  “Alright, we’re getting pretty close to triangulating the final location, we just need one more clue I think…”<br/><br/>[<em>Charm person</em>concentration 14+11=25 vs DC 20, success]<br/><br/>“For this next part, I think most other students have teamed up, so a direct approach is probably out.  I think we need to tail them and try to find out what they know, either in their discussions or where they go.  Try to go invisible or track some, and I’ll do the same with another.  Hopefully they drop some information out loud or lead us to a location…”<br/><br/>As Kleris sent Artaxes to attempt to sneak around and tail others--he honestly had no idea if the centaur was capable of such--Kleris instead sat on a grassy patch in the busy intersection of the library, dining hall, and dorms, and tucked into a bagged lunch.  Not only was he starving from skipping the usual lunch break to tackle Marcus, but here was the most congested cross-section between students visiting their rooms, getting meals, and doing research, and the most likely place to start trawling for information from his peers.  Casting his spell, Kleris looked all around, picking up the many,<em>many</em>thoughts that permeated the quad, almost overwhelming in their number and relative intensities.  He concentrated though, using all the discipline and training his professors had tried to instill and was finally able to pick up on a group walking quickly and discussing a quiet, intense matter.  Despite their attempt at discretion among the other loud students, their thoughts were certainly pointed and intense in their focus.  Not only did they all have the treasure hunt foremost in their thoughts, but their<em>memorized page</em>was like a big highlighted sign to memorize himself.<br/><br/>With this last key to the puzzle, and the other map pieces copied from Artaxes and the other students, Kleris was able to pack up his bag and sneak off among the crowd of students, eventually leaving them behind to hunt down the treasure that the map clues pointed to.<br/><br/>[<em>Detect thoughts</em>concentration 20+11=31 vs DC 20, success<br/><em>Memorize page</em>]<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 93</span></span></div>[Daily Will save 3+7=10 vs DC 20, fail]<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Days in the magic item shop honed Kleris' ears to recognize the sound of a bag full of gold clinking as Rachel reached into her bra. "Here are the earnings so far for the calendar. Your share aaaaand..."<br/>She gave Rensha a second, smaller bag. "Your share."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>“Wow, you kept these in there?  You’re, uh, talented!  Thank you, partner.”  Kleris blinked along with Rachel at the unexpected mental exchange, this time with Kleris receiving an unexpected revelatory vision.<em>So that must he her contact.  Well, I know who to look for if and when this all blows up in my face later…</em>She exchanged a look with Rensha as they took the hug, kind of shrugging together at the odd situation, but also blushing slightly at the memory of that day, Kleris smiling and looking down at his lunch almost shyly.  He’d be thinking of Rensha and squid, even as he snuck to Marcus’ dorm later that day.  “Well, keep us updated on the royalties, as I’m sure you’ve secured the promise of.  How do you think the calendar came out, Rensha?”