https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=593542<br/><br/>There I was, relaxing in the infernal planes, surrounding with beautiful women as far as the eye could see. Casually humping a gaggle of sisters whom all wanted to be impregnated. Being half-way through a year long orgy with women all grinding against me and each other with beautiful oiled bodies with demonic perfection. Spanking several and impregnating them left and right. All of which was rather boring. Suddenly I feel a pull. Aparantly some sorceress or another called me from another plane of existence.<br/><br/>Honestly I don't remember too much about her. The sex was mediocre and the next thing I know she was flying through the window naked as her house exploded killing her, her family, and setting fire to her entire neighborhood killing dozens. This mildly amused me. Anyway, its a good thing that her friends were okay with it as suddenly I find myself part of some evil guild or another that allowed me to be free in exchange of giving them lots of money or something. I am also given the sorceress's old shop in Praven with some kitty girl waving her butt in my face and telling me everything I need to know.<br/><br/>I walk through the place, inspecting some of the doo-dads and things. I'm well experienced in tattoo's and piercings, I have several myself and so did a good portion of my 662 sisters, and 4 brothers. I remember growing up I pulled a prank on one of my sisters where I tricked her into wearing cold iron nipple rings and permanent bondage then threw her into a deadly tentacle pit for laughs. Most of the stuff here is primitive and obvious, but i'll have to make do.<br/><br/>I then realize whats-her-name is asking if I had questions.<strong>"Of course. I need to know if any of this stuff works. If you want me to work here, its only fair that I experiment and try out some of these piercings. Now. Please sit down and tell me if you have any preferences" </strong>