<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/KD4ZQ26.jpg)</div><strong>Taris Vannel</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14533999#msg14533999)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>60 / 60<strong>AC:</strong>14<strong>CMD:</strong>21<strong>Arcane Pool:</strong>9 / 9<strong>Arrows:</strong>38<strong>Posts:</strong>55<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Prison Cell<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Victoria von Raven<hr/>A soft sigh escaped from Taris's lips as the blunted, round tip of one of the thicker tentacles pressed against her slit.  It was thick enough that it had to squirm and writhe a bit to slide its tip inside her, but a little perseverence and a<em>lot</em>of the slippery white film that coated it allowed the hot, moist invader to push its way in.  Taris tensed in the grip of ancillary tendrils, biting her bottom lip as the folds of her sex were slowly, gently, but insistantly pushed open, the walls squeezing against the irregular length that pushed its way up to her core.  She was stuffed,<em>full</em>of sexual heat, the queer beating of an alien heart sending rhythmic pulses through the length that had stretched her so delightfully as it pressed up to its terminus, the hot needy pulses from deep inside her firing in time with that steady beat.<br/><br/>And then it pulled out of her, slowly, tugging at the folds of her as it left a hollow ache inside of her that begged to be filled.  Slowly, it turned and twisted inside of her, as if feeling her out.  Gently, it slithered out the way it had come, letting her feel each bulge and ripple as it dragged out of her, holding her hips steady as it slipped out and left her pink sex slightly agape in its absence.  She felt more tendrils brush up against her back, almost as if to prevent her from falling backwards with relief ... before the thick tendril uncoiled and bulled its way into her again.<br/><br/>Taris looked back towards Victoria, her golden eyes watching the warm brown eyes that were drinking in the sight of her slow violation.  She noticed the way that the tendrils seemed to react to her interest, more probing tendrils rolling over her contours wherever the other woman's gaze fell.  A deep groan rolled passed Taris's lips as the thick tendril fucking her began to move faster,<em>grinding</em>into her with a force that made her roll her hips, hitting with enough force to cause her full breasts to jump and bounce in response.  At least, until the rough, hot tongue-like appendages circling her tight nipples began to suckle and carress them in turn.  More and more appendages stroked and squeezed her, leaving her body sticky and shining in the dawn light as they spread their lewd trail over her.  She heard another moan of building pleasure intermingling with hers, arching her neck to steal a glimpse of the glamored Victoria as she watched the demonfey kneeling in front of her debased.  Her hands hadn't roamed from their regal positioning, no, she wasn't pleasuring herself on her "throne" ... it seemed that she was somehow connected to the grasping flesh that was busily exploring Taris's modified body.<br/><br/>Her dazed, pleasure addled mind barely had time to consider the ramifications of that though.  She heard a hitch in the Sin's breathing, her nails digging into the arm rests of her throne as Taris felt the tendrils around and within her tremble in a tell-tale warning.  Like a hot wave, the tendrils unleashed their hot, thick payloads, leaving a thick cloying glaze to trail over her curves, the white goo standing out all the more over her darker skin.  As the tendrils withdrew, Taris dropped back to her knees, falling forward and laying against the floor, panting roughly as a<em>slow</em>flow of thick cream dribbled from her sex.  She blinked limply, eyelashes glued together, her tongue lightly clearing the space around her lips.<br/><br/>"Mmn ...<em>fuck</em>..." she groaned, rolling over onto her back, her chest raising and falling with her deep breaths, the coat of phantasmal spunk fading like a spring-time wet dream, "That's some handshake." she managed with a small, coy smile.  Honestly, she felt more invigorated than exhausted by that display ... one of the perks of her current body, she supposed.  It certainly helped explain how she'd kept up with the guards last night.<br/><br/>"Yes, I think we've given them enough of a head start." Taris said, reaching up to clasp the offered hand, pulling herself up and off of the floor that was once again simply unyielding stone, "Unfortunately, I'll need some time with my spellbook.  The powers I regain naturally aren't likely to be much use against a bunch of demon worshipers, for reasons that should be obvious."<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WLVeGed.png)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Memorized Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cantrips:  Detect Magic, Light, Mend, Mage Hand<br/>1st Level:  Expeditious Retreat, Grease, Magic Missile, <del>Obscuring Mist</del>, <del>Shield</del><br/>2nd Level:  Force Sword, Mirror Image, <del>Scorching Ray</del>, <del>Web</del>, [Empty]<br/>3rd Level:  <del>Clay Skin</del>, <del>Haste</del>, [Empty]</div></div>