<strong>DM<br/>Tag: Everyone's Dreams</strong><br/><br/>The strange, dark crystals tingle in your navel.. and hand.. and chest. Laellie had found a decorative dark crystal, almost like a piercing, penetrating their ear which throbbed ever so slightly, distractingly.<br/><br/>What Alrun had said about the crystals darkness followed you into your subconscious dreams. It was certainly that. Those crystals didn't have any darker influence on any of them. They were kind of pretty, really.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ye'me</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ye'me finds his aunts grabbing his sword arm after a brief struggle, both smirking as they bend him over, pushing up his short skirt to expose his bottom, while at the same time squeezing his hand until he let go of his sword, guiding him into a half-bentover position, far more apropriate to a lust-servant than a warrior. <br/><br/>One hand squeezes his bottom, admiering it.. before lifting, and slapping down upon it! And another, for him daring to think he could be a warrior.. and another. He should just do as he is told. And another... it was starting to feel painful, but also oddly tingly-good, warming his bottom.<br/>Was it still his aunt's holding him and punishing him? There was an odd sensation of a dark, masculine shadow standing above him, but somehow he dared not to look. He felt so feeble and inferior as a warrior and then..<br/><br/>And then, he awoke and felt.. strange. He wasn't sick or anything, but he felt weaker.. perhaps he should just do as others tell him, without any further questioning. However, when he tries to apply his makeup in the morning he notices how nicely smooth and soft his features have grown. He barely needs any makeup to enhance it.. well.. not that that hurts either!<br/>Also, the crystal embedded in his belly-button has a few dark veins going out from it.. but that somehow doesn't feel like that much of a concern.<br/><em>Ye'me gains +4 Charisma, but loses -1 Strength and -1 Wisdom!</em><br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Temerity</div><div class="spoiler_body">Temerity looked at the darkness and it looked back at her, which was a first. Orange, glowing eyes stared her down in the shadows. "Why do you fear the darkness?" A voice asked, before adding..<br/><br/>"It just wants to welcome you." And with that, shadowy tendrils began reaching out, slithering over Temerities body, coiling at her, groping at her, slithering into and under her clothes, writhing and exploring her body. "You more than anyone should welcome it, serve it, fire daughter." The voice demanded and the tendrils pushed into her... sticky and slithery.. as she awoke with a startle, little flames playing over her fingers.<br/><br/><em>Temerity can use one more spell of every spellgrade, as long as it uses a fire-spell. However, using too much fire-magic makes her feel oddly heated, aroused herself, a lustful warmth growing within her with every spell...</em></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Kirss</div><div class="spoiler_body">Something.. some other force invaded her meditation. Kirss was just aware enough of it to notice, but just not aware enough of it to resist it. Perhaps it had something to do with the throbbing gem on her chest...<br/><br/>Her chest.. her nice chest. Her dreams would only grow more vivid as a dark, shadow-clad figure stepped up, pulling her up before the assembled masses of elves and orcs and humans, lifting her by her back to fondle her breasts for all to see.<br/>"Your mind is so nicely open.. let's make sure it stays that way as you awaken. Now, just relax.... let it all flow there." Gentle, strong hands held her breasts, manipulated them, slowly squeezed and enticed them, fingers circling her areola, fingertips rubbing the sensitive tips of her nipples, it all felt so nice she barely ever noticed something flowing out of her mind and filling up into her chest, which was steadily and lustfully rubbed.<br/><br/>"You could have all this. You could be owned like this. Just allow it, let it happen. Dont struggle. Your chest feels nice, doesn't it?" There was the slightest of pinchings of Kirss nipples. "If you want to have your perfect slave-breasts you can... just make sure -everyone- understands their place." The voice said, ominously, and Kirss awoke with a tingling pinch of her chest...<br/><br/>When Kirss rose, she found her chest still tingling nicely, feeling more... sturdy somehow, even as her meditation had left something about her.. unresisting. <em>You gain +2 Constitution, the hint of a cup-size, but lose saving throw proficiency for wisdom!</em><br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Gil</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gil found he-himself back in .. a back-alley, pointing behind a ruffian behind her, followed by the quick halfling-to-kneecap one two. It wasn't fair, but if most people were twice your size, fairness was an optional construct. Everyone was the same height, down on the ground.<br/><br/>Suddenly, there was a growling behind her. "Hoh.. you messed up my boy good, but how strange. Fang smells a bitch on you." The outline of a dark robed figure commented... and then the dark dog was let off of its leash, more wolf than dog as it pounced the halfling, tearing at Gil's clothing with sharp teeth that oddly did little damage beyond Gil's outfit, as the shadow-figure smirked down at the halfing.<br/>"I symphatize in a way.. to have to hide what you truly are to survive." The shadow reached out for Gil, commenting..<br/><br/>"I bet supressing so much of who you really are has left you rather... hooh?" The shadow looked at it's hand as, following survival instincts, the halfling had stuck a blade into the palm of it. That had not the intended effect however, as the shadowy outline laughed, half playfully.<br/><br/>"You can't fight your own desires. Not forever."<br/>The voice commented.. but withdrew, for now, still leaving Gil with the dreams sensation of emberassed exposure as the last memory of the dream fading away was that wolf-dog creature sniffed in her general direction..<br/><br/>Gil was the only one to awaken unchanged. <br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Laellie(Also, ease up introduction!)</div><div class="spoiler_body">It all felt surreal, like a dream. You had met this wizardly man with others in a bar, followed them, fought orcs and passed riddles and then challenged an undead elf, then, you were hit by a gem and realized just how tired you were, falling asleep next to a wall..<br/><br/>And then you realize that this was what really happened, and now was the dream. You think. You hope. Because you find yourself bound to a pole. That rope is not that good though, you should be able to free yourself as.. Someone slaps you. An ugly half-orc, leering down on you, an unseen voice behind the orc speaking up:<br/>"Don't let the goat-slut get away while you try to toy with her." you realize someone is pulling on your chest-garb, tearing it away.. before sighing in disappointment at your flatness. "With a wardrobe change you could easily avoid any misunderstandings.. you want to be a goat-slut, you dream of it, deep down, don't you, girly?" the voice teased, a hand grabbing Laellie roughly.. rough enough to shake her up!<br/><br/>(No need for you to do the save the others had to, you just joined up after all... unless you really want to. :P )<br/></div></div><br/>You awaken in a dark cave, only a very subtle glow of warding runes, useless as they were at the entrance giving a little bit of light. You are alone with the others and your lewd dreams, as well as Alruns warning to head to the elves to get these corrupted gems now embedded into your body looked at... and removed, hopefully.<br/><br/>Though the gems don't feel bad. They feel nice and almost tingly and it would be a shame to get them removed that quickly, wouldn't it? Wait.. was that your own thoughts or....<br/><br/><strong>DM<br/>Tag: Everyone</strong><br/><br/>(all but Gil failed their saves, congratulations! Also, feel free to redistribute the loot, I assume we are down to 4.)<br/>Welcome Laellie everyone, totally been with you all this time, is just very subtle. shhh!