<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/665299663938650135/746330841000444015/image1.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>N’dara the Velvet-tongued</strong></span>,Female Elf Enchanting Courtesan 2/Enchantress 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=324562.msg15570843#msg15570843)<br/><hr/>Init +2; Senses low-light vision; Perception +6<br/>AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+2 Dex)<br/>HP 33/33. Saves: Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +5; +2 vs. enchantments<br/>Curses: Heat, Improved Orgasms, Increased Libido (x3), Pheromones (Humans)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Check the vent Perception: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=148899), Hiding the keys, Sleight of Hand (take 20): 28<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The interrogation room<br/><hr/><br/>Two months ago the idea of being the one being fucked, and not the one doing the fucking, much less ENJOYING it.  She was thoroughly enjoying the Orc in the chair but that primal moment when the futa put her down on the table and took her hard. It wasn’t what N’Dara preferred, the old version or the one she was changing into, but she’d held off the curse for too long and it was ruling her body’s needs.<br/><br/>She came, at least once..possibly twice, before the orc did. She came back to her senses as the orc erupted in her. Then passed out on top of her. She sighed as she struggled to push the orc off her. It was slow going, even as a man she wasn’t that strong but as an elven courtesan she was as weak as she’d been as a 15 year old boy in Kear Maga.<br/><br/>“Not how I imagined my day would go..or even how the last two months would be like this..” She muttered as she slid out from under the orc. She patted down the orc guard quickly, looking for key or two as ruffled thru pockets, pouches and ..key rings. She took two familiar keys off the ring and moved quickly, braiding  them in her hair.<br/><br/>It was a bit trickier but the guards were more eager to poke fingers in holes and almost never checked her hair. She had been growing her hair out just for the extra coverage. It was a smuggling trick she’d learned as a kid. Hopefully it would pay off she thought as she fished thru the pants she’d pulled off the guard before sucking her off as she looked over the vent carefully now that she wasn’t fixated on getting off. Eat time she went into heat it was harder not to think of how getting fucked felt so good as a woman.<br/><br/>A lot of things were quite a bit more pleasurable as a woman she had to admit as she riffled thru pockets and on impulse pulled off a nipple and navel piercing to put on her own nipple and navel almost instinctively. She blinked as she realized that she did it as naturally as she braided her hair around the keys and pulled on her meager outfit. She rubbed the silver piercing in her nipple and savored that momentary pleasure as she looked over vent more carefully now that she wasn’t so horny that she’d fuck anything remotely phallus shaped. If she could get into the ventilation, she could hopefully get to the area of the prison where the collars were fitted and find a way to remove them.