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- Feb 19, 2019
Ah, this game. I keep coming back to it, but I've never managed to "finish" it--I always end up getting sidetracked by the sex scenes and trying to get the exact transformations I want (I'm sure I'm not the only one 
). Right now, though, I'm feeling in the mood for another run, and because I clearly don't have enough to do, I'm going to take a shot at posting it as an LP for all of you to enjoy. Hope you're entertained! If so, feel free to comment.
For those familiar with the game, this is going to be a high corruption run, going for omnibus transformations and a seduction/black magic build. For those not, here's the intro the game itself gives you, which I think does a decent job of explaining the premise:
You grew up in the small village of Ingnam, a remote village with rich traditions, buried deep in the wilds. Every year for as long as you can remember, your village has chosen a champion to send to the cursed Demon Realm. Legend has it that in years Ingnam has failed to produce a champion, chaos has reigned over the countryside. Children disappear, crops wilt, and disease spreads like wildfire. This year, you have been selected to be the champion.
If you haven't played this game, go check it out. You can play it here. It's free, so you have no excuse.
Character Creation
Meet Renata, Ingnam’s resident village slut. A gorgeous young thing with a curvy figure, beautiful dark complexion, and raven hair, she always got plenty of attention from male and female neighbors alike, which was a good thing for her, because there’s little she likes better than sex (gift: libido). Unfortunately, she’s always had a bit of a rebellious streak as well, known for talking back to her elders, wrecking homes, and refusing to actually pitch in and do all that much work around the village (background: slutting). Probably for that reason, the elders have decided to send her through the portal as Champion at the first opportunity, to get her out of their hair. Renata doesn’t really mind that much. Sure, it hurts to be thrown out on her ass, all the more so because her own family seemed either powerless or unwilling to defend her, but she always hated living in Ingnam anyway, stuffy and isolated and boring place that it is. Far as she’s concerned, they can all get eaten by demons. Nor does she give a shit about her supposed goal of “protecting the village” or whatever she’s supposed to do on the other side of the portal—as if one girl with no combat training and no weapons is going to be protecting anyone. As far as she’s concerned, this is just a chance to finally get away from all the bullshit she’s sick of; whatever’s through that portal, it has to be better than spending her whole life in Ingnam.
Intro
So here we are, being led up to the portal by Elder Nomur. Renata bids him a grudging farewell and heads into the cave, boldly stepping forth into the wall of swirling light and heat. Next things she knows, she’s waking up with a splitting headache and drenched thighs, with some sort of tiny, red-faced, horned creature—a demon? She’s never seen one before, but it wouldn’t surprise her if they looked like that—leering over her, holding an empty bottle.
He’s naked, and taunting her about having drugged her with something called a “lust draft”. Acting on instinct, she pounces, bowling him over effortlessly and proceeding to beat him senseless, finishing the job with one last drop-kick. As he flies off into the distance, he takes the time to insult her and drop the name Zetaz, mentioning Renata will “soon face the wrath of his master”. Is Zetaz the creature, or his master? Renata isn’t sure, but honestly, who cares? Good riddance to the little shit.
So, with a red sky above, barren black earth as far as the eye can see, and the portal just over there, Renata figures this is as good a place as any to set up camp. With that done, it looks like a few hours of daylight left to explore and see what’s edible nearby. It doesn’t take much of the former to discover that space and distance in this world work very differently than Renata is used to: it seems simply thinking of a familiar place while walking is enough to bring one there in just a few minutes, no matter where one actually is. Useful for getting back to known territory, though unhelpful for finding new places. Setting out once again, this time determinedly not picturing her campsite or anywhere in particular, Renata soon detects a change in the landscape: a forest on the horizon! The plants look familiar enough from what she can see, and where there’s plants, there’s food, so Renata heads into the thicket to see what she can forage.
Sadly, she’s not exactly an expert at finding food in the wilderness, and comes up empty-handed by the time the sun is starting to set. Disappointed, but excited to see what else is out there, Renata takes advantage of the weird spatial properties of this place to return to camp nigh-instantly. With the light swiftly fading, she decides now is the time for sleep, though not before enjoying a relaxing wank, as is her usual routine when going to bed alone.
Stats: Strength 16, Toughness 16, Speed 16, Intelligence 18, Libido 20, Sensitivity 14, Corruption 2
Level: 1, 0/100 XP
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Comfortable clothes.
Transformations: None.
Day 1
Awakening with the dawn, Renata decides she should spend some more time exploring and see what else is near her campsite. After a short while, she notices a growing humidity in the air and the barren soil giving way to green grass; soon, she arrives at the shore of a lake, the far bank too distant to see.
Water is good, and often means food nearby as well, so she decides to explore around the lake further. Setting off along the bank, she soon encounters a strange figure: what appears to be a man with the snout and tail of a huge rat, dressed in hooded robes and surrounded by bottles and beakers as he stirs a cauldron. Spotting her, he greets her warmly, introducing himself as Rathazul the Alchemist and lamenting his powerlessness to do anything about the “corruption” that has tainted the waters of the lake. Making a mental note not to drink the water, Renata bids him good day and moves on; he seems like a despondent sort, but it’s good to know there are creatures in this world she can talk to.
Further along, she comes on another odd sight: a sword stuck through the trunk of a tree. Renata’s never been much of a fighter, and was never trained to use a sword, but without knowing what’s out there, she feels more comfortable with a weapon than without. Pulling the sword from the tree proves surprisingly easy—it’s a beautiful blade, she has to admit—but before she can admire it too much, she’s distracted by the sight of the leaves on the tree suddenly turning brown and falling, like a season passing in a moment. Oddly saddened by the sight, Renata puts it out of her mind as best she can, putting the sword through her belt and continuing on.
Midday is approaching as she comes to the next landmark: the remains of an old, disused-looking wooden pathway, leading away from the water. Following it takes her to the tumbled-down ruins of a village, clearly devastated and abandoned. Renata takes careful note of the place, curious what she might find left behind, but wary of whatever caused the destruction; thinking it over, she decides to come back once she has a better lay of the land. In any case, knowing that there are, or at least were, villages in this world that look much like home is more useful information, though she hopes any she finds won’t be too much like Ingnam.
Next, another sign of this place’s inhabitants: a small boat, tied up at a dock. Curiously, while the dock looks quite old, the boat looks brand new to her admittedly untrained eye. Noting its location as well, Renata continues along the shore.
Several hours pass before she comes on another dwelling—but this one inhabited! A quaint-looking homestead by the water, surrounded by gardens that look well-tended, and more importantly edible. As Renata approaches, a figure emerges from the plants: another animal-person, this woman looks to have the features of a dog, the breed Renata sometimes heard referred to as a golden retriever. This dog-woman, who greets Renata more cheerfully than the rat alchemist and introduces herself as Whitney, proves to be a fount of valuable information: she explains that demons and other monstrous creatures seem unable to get near her farm. Before returning to work, she tells Renata to help herself to her peppers, which Renata eagerly does, plucking three ripe-looking ones off the stem. Something about their shape strikes her as odd, bright red, long and pointed at one end and knobby at the other, but she brushes it off, figuring food is food.
Dusk is descending again as she decides to call it a day and head back, the peppers joined in her pockets by an equally odd-looking fruit she found fallen from a tree, fuzzy almost like a peach. Back at camp, she sorts through the day’s haul, her stomach growling, and decides to try one of the peppers first. Finding it spicy but tasty, she gobbles down the whole thing; as she does, she feels amazingly invigorated, like she could run a whole day carrying a heavy pack and not tire. Noting the peppers’ apparent powers, she resolves to ration the rest of her food as long as she can; no telling how much free produce Whitney will let her walk off with. Satisfied and worn out from her day of hiking, she douses her fire and turns in for the night.
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 16, Speed 19, Intelligence 21, Libido 15, Sensitivity 14, Corruption 2
Level: 1, 0/100 XP
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: None.
Day 2
Figuring she has a pretty good sense of the area around the lake after yesterday, and is now armed, Renata decides to head back to the ruined village and see what she can find. She’s just starting to think she might be alone among the wreckage, searching for anything she can use, when she’s startled by a blowdart narrowly missing her head. The attacker reveals herself to be a ragged-looking woman with the face, fur, and tail of a mouse; luckily, she lowers her blowgun and apologizes as soon as she gets a good look at Renata, apparently satisfied she’s not a demon. She introduces herself as Amily, the last survivor of the village, and asks Renata if she’s human, from another world; interested to hear that the locals apparently know of other worlds, and that humans are apparently wholly foreign to this one, Renata answers truthfully. Amily explains that after the demons destroyed her home and killed or drove off everyone else, she was left with nowhere else to go, and has remained ever since, alone. Seeming sad about the loss of her people and family, she advises Renata to take care and bids her farewell.
Happy to know the ruins are safe, Renata continues scavenging, and after several more hours, has turned up some useful finds: a pair of racks that look built to display weapons and garments. While she hopes not to have to do much fighting here, if any, she’s not one to turn down free furniture, and disassembles both to take back to her camp. With midday barely passed, Renata considers how to spend the rest of her daylight, and decides more exploration of her immediate surroundings is in order.
The first thing to catch her eye, after nearly an hour of wandering, is a smudge on the horizon that turns out, on closer approach, to be the remains of some sort of cathedral, thoroughly wrecked. Inside, broken iconography depicts a myriad of beings, from the monstrous to the divine, arranged around the centerpiece of a great green tree, all the statuary badly broken and defaced—except for one statue near the back, carved in the shape of a voluptuous woman with bat-like wings and a spiked tail. Renata’s attention is drawn to the finely-carved pussy between the statue’s legs, noticing that, strangely, it appears to be hollow; even more interesting, though, are the gold chains binding the statue’s wrists to her pedestal, with a plaque of the same material reading “break my bonds to make me tame”. Hah, right. Renata’s not falling for a trick like that. Feeling rather clever, she leaves the ruins behind, judging them to have already been fully ransacked.
However, she barely makes it out the doors before something wings out of the sky and dives at her—another small red creature like the one that tried to attack her when she arrived. This one, at least, is clothed, if only barely, by a brief loincloth and sandals. Dodging its dive, Renata pulls her sword fumblingly from her belt and squares up to face the creature, who leers and raises his claws, clearly intent on a fight!
Acting on the first thing that comes to mind, Renata rushes forward with her sword and feels it connect, the creature staggering back. As he recovers, she readies to defend herself, but instead of attacking, he makes some sort of gesture with his hands; instantly, Renata feels her pussy moisten and clench, her legs going weak. It seems this thing has some sort of power to arouse her, and is using it to leave her vulnerable! Well, two can play at that game…
Seizing the hem of her skirt with her free hand, Renata pulls it up, flashing her pussy at the creature. The motion is somewhat clumsy and un-alluring, though, and it doesn’t work as well as she’d hoped; while he stares down at her goods and licks his lips, it doesn’t stop him from continuing his gestures, making Renata’s now-exposed cunt moisten further, heat filling her. Cursing herself for thinking that idea would actually work, Renata drops her skirt and draws back her sword for another strike; once again, the blade connects, the creature snarling in pain, but as he draws back, he continues his gestures, muttering unintelligibly under his breath, and Renata finds her mind filled with images of herself fellating and fucking the little cretin. Filled with fury, she grits her teeth, whirls her sword back for one last swing, and…
Victory! The creature’s voice cuts off with a cry of pain, and he collapses back. Catching her breath, Renata is left standing over her fallen foe, and realizes two things: one, the arousal he somehow inflicted on her hasn’t abated; and two, his loincloth is bulging with a rather obvious erection, clearly far bigger than his frame should warrant. Angry and horny, Renata finds herself thinking how satisfying it would be to give the little bastard a taste of his own medicine…
Stabbing her sword into the ground, she quickly disrobes, aided by her customary lack of smallclothes. By the time she stands naked, the creature has taken notice, pulling aside his loincloth to free his bright red erection, nearly a third the length of his whole body, and frantically jerking it, an exhausted, defeated look on his face. Feeling deliciously powerful, Renata straddles him and lowers herself down, quickly filling herself with his hot, hard cock. She rides him eagerly, and before long, she’s climaxing around him, which triggers his own orgasm, an amazing quantity of hot cum—well beyond what any man she’s ever fucked put out—pumping deep inside her. Catching her breath once again, Renata carefully raises herself off his dick, jizz spilling out of her and running down her legs, and, feeling no need to say anything, sets about putting her clothes back on. As she retrieves her sword, it occurs to her to see if the creature had anything valuable on him; checking again, she notices a small pouch hung from his loincloth, and quickly nabs it. Inside, she finds several shining gems, which look like they must be valuable, and a bottle filled with some thick white fluid that looks suspiciously like more cum, with a label depicting a stylized humanoid figure with a massive penis. Oddly curious, Renata pockets the bottle along with the gems, and continues on her way feeling accomplished.
A short way from the ruined cathedral, Renata feels the ground beneath her feet softening into finer sand; ahead stretches an expanse of rolling dunes, as far off as she can see. Seeing no reason to head that way, she turns back and picks another direction. She doesn’t get far before another small creature appears from behind an outcropping of rocks—but this one is different. Green instead of red, and bereft of horns or wings, this one looks unmistakably feminine, with generous curves for her stature. She’s also naked, her body fully exposed except for leather straps bearing pouches and satchels and piercings in several places Renata’s never heard of getting pierced; and, if the expression of lustful hunger on her face isn’t enough, her immediate challenge of “time to get fucked, slut” makes her intentions all too clear. Groaning, Renata draws her sword once again.
Her first swing connects; recovering, the green creature responds by striking a teasing pose and running her hands sensually over her naked body, blowing a kiss. Luckily, Renata is thoroughly satisfied from raping the red creature earlier, and hardly slows down. A moment later, the would-be tease collapses in defeat as well, sniffling pitifully. This time, Renata doesn’t bother with the pleasantries before robbing her, finding more of the same gems and a bottle full of what looks like pink dye, which she doesn’t bother taking. Her hopes of not having to fight quickly evaporating, Renata continues on.
Her next stop isn’t for an attack, but something stranger: a doorway, apparently intact, standing in the middle of nowhere, connected to nothing. Curious, Renata opens it, and finds herself in a space that looks like an apothecary. Behind the counter, she spots what looks like another of the small green women observing a bubbling alchemist’s apparatus; before she can draw her sword, the creature addresses her as a “cuths-tohmer”, with a thick lisp, and bounds over to staff the counter, tearing off the apron that is her only clothing (apart from a pair of thick goggles) on the way. The creature introduces herself as Lumi, Renata able to make out past her lisp that she runs this place as an alchemist’s shop. She makes some mention of “followers” to whom she grants special deals, and a “boss” who evidently controls her business; more importantly, she reveals that the gems Renata stole earlier are apparently currency in this world, though everything Renata finds in the shop is beyond her price range. Resolving to keep the place in mind, Renata departs.
The last hours before nightfall are uneventful. Off in the distance, Renata spies what looks like a mountain range; soon after, she comes to the edge of another great expanse, this one grassy prairie. With the sun setting, she returns to camp once more. Settling down, she helps herself to dinner in the form of another pepper, finding it just as tasty and invigorating as the first. Satisfied, she pulls out the bottle she took from the imp, considering it curiously. Nothing about the label gives any clear indication of what it is; but, she reasons, if he was carrying it, it must be either tasty or useful somehow. Uncorking it, she takes a sniff; it smells as much like semen as it looks. A cautious sip gives a similar impression. Curiosity growing, Renata finds herself tipping her head back to swallow the whole thing.
As the stuff settles in her gut, she feels a pressure suddenly start to build in her crotch, sending a shudder through her. In a second, it has grown into a stab of pain; she pulls up her skirt just in time to witness the flesh above her clit swelling, growing outward, forming into some sort of lump that continues to extend. In another blink of an eye, the thing has taken the clear shape of a penis, bright purple from base to tip; in another, ecstasy whites out Renata’s senses as the thing throbs, a thick spurt of cum shooting from the tip, followed by several more. The orgasm lasts for what feels like ages, leaving her panting; as she recovers and lifts her head, she sees the cock starting to deflate, the purple shade of the skin fading into a brown that matches the rest of her complexion.
In shock, Renata reaches down to touch the growth; the sensation of her fingers confirms that it’s attached to her body. Her head spins with the implications. Drinking whatever was in that bottle changed her body, made her grow this? A grin spreads slowly across her face. This is incredible! Ever since she started to grow up, she’s wondered what it would be like to have a cock, and the orgasm she just experienced already has her excited for more. She wonders whether it’ll be permanent, and whether there are other potions like this out there, ones that might be able to change her in other ways.
Shedding her clothes, she takes a moment to inspect her new addition. It’s a pretty average size from her experience, around six inches long and one thick, but it’s well-formed and, she can’t help but think, complements her figure nicely. Standing up, she takes a few experimental steps around her campsite, feeling how it shifts between her thighs as she walks; the lack of testicles to go with it strikes her as curious, but nonetheless, the way it moves feels wonderful. As she focuses on it, she feels it growing hard again; grin broadening, she wraps a hand around it and begins to stroke, bringing to bear all the technique she’s learned from giving handjobs. The pleasure is intoxicating; without thinking, she brings her other hand to bear fingering her pussy, amplifying it. It’s hardly a minute before she feels the same build-up again, and, with a few more vigorous strokes, her cum erupts, spurting forth to splatter on the ground.
Feeling spent, Renata rolls into her bedding and drifts off on a cloud of afterglow, looking forward to exploring further tomorrow…
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 16, Speed 19, Intelligence 21, Libido 18, Sensitivity 19, Corruption 7
Level: 1, 27/100 XP
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: Human cock (6”).
Day 3
Waking up, Renata is a bit surprised to discover that the cock—her cock, she realizes dimly—is still there. If the potion isn’t permanent, it hasn’t worn off yet. Not that she really minds.
Considering what to do with her day, she decides to start by heading back to Whitney’s farm, realizing she didn’t really get to look around much last time she was there. Arriving near-instantly thanks to the weird physics of this world, she’s greeted by the dog-woman as cheerfully as before, and offered a job: a “cow-girl” named Marble who’s sore from overusing the “milk machine” and needs a gentler touch. Mystified by the concept of a machine being used to milk cows, Renata heads over to the barn, which turns out to look more like an inn, and finds the correct room. Marble, as expected by now, is a woman with bovine features, though unlike the other animal people so far, she looks mostly human, apart from cow-like ears, horns, hooves, and the biggest breasts Renata has ever seen. Her offer of a massage accepted, Renata spends some time caressing Marble’s tits, and it seems to help.
Finishing up, Renata spends a while exploring Whitney’s property. Out in the pasture, she is surprised to meet what is clearly a centaur, a creature she actually recognizes from stories back home, who introduces himself as Kelt. Rather rude and condescending, he taunts her for her lack of experience, but the longbow he carries looks deadly, and when he offers to teach her to shoot, Renata considers whether it might be worth putting up with him to learn. Resolving to keep it in mind, she heads out.
Feeling like heading elsewhere, Renata decides to return to the forest next, having barely ventured in before. She quickly realizes not all the plants are so familiar, passing through many a grove where they have clearly taken on a sexual aspect; she finds herself beginning to sense a theme in this place. Before long, her exploration is interrupted when another imp leaps from the bushes. This time, Renata wonders whether she might be able to avoid a fight altogether, and, acting on a guess, pulls down the front of her blouse to flash her tits at the creature, hoping he’ll take the hint. Unfortunately, the attempt only seems to excite him, causing him to leap at her with claws brandished. Groaning, Renata draws her sword once again and, in a short moment, her newest foe lies vanquished, once more masturbating feverishly where he lies.
Contemplating what to do, Renata realizes she’s gotten quite horny again, and this time, she has a hard cock pressing against her skirt. Another grin spreads across her face as she picks the imp up by the neck, the gesture not slowing him down at all, and lines up his asshole with the tip of her erection. Without gentleness, she rams herself in, seizes him by the waist, and begins fucking him like a toy, building up swiftly to feel her cum explode inside his ass, filling him deliciously. As she pulls him off her and drops him back to the ground, he finishes in turn, spraying his own load into the air. As is swiftly becoming routine, she searches him for valuables, pocketing more gems and another bottle, this one filled with what looks to be milk or cream, bearing a label identifying it as “Succubi Milk—to bring out the succubus in YOU!” The sight of the bottle makes her heart beat excitedly, and she makes sure to pack it such that it won’t break.
It's not long before another imp attempts to ambush her—they seem to be common around here. Once again, he seems unreceptive to Renata’s teasing as she pulls up her skirt to show off her cock and cunt; she’s beginning to feel rather hurt as she swiftly dispatches him. Their attempts are so pathetic, she wonders why they bother, though the renewed throbbing and moistening between her legs from the imp’s magic reminds her that she’s not entirely unaffected. Still, she feels no urgency to get off again so soon, and simply empties his pockets, finding more gems and another bottle like the one that gave her this cock. She wonders, would drinking more of the same stuff have different effects? She resolves to experiment later.
Not far ahead, a sweet scent begins to reach Renata’s nose, calling out to her. Following it, she detects a sound, a melodic, humming buzz. Reaching a clearing, she finds the source: a woman, sitting atop a huge flower, her body strangely shaped into an insectile abdomen, yellow and black markings dividing her skin, a set of shimmering wings sprouting from her back. Spotting her, the bee-woman holds out her arms as if to offer a hug, and Renata finds herself lulled by the singing and the scent, almost compelled to go to her; suspicion cutting through the haze, she shakes her head clear and holds back, one hand going to her sword. The bee-woman seems disappointed, but doesn’t attack; when Renata asks why she wants her close, she freely admits that she wants a place to lay her eggs. Wanting no part of whatever that involves, Renata quickly excuses herself.
Next to step into her path is another of the goblin-women. This time, Renata answers her taunt by grabbing her and smooshing her face into her cleavage; happily, this actually seems to have some effect even after she releases the creature, but any compliment is spoiled when the goblin uncorks a vial of some foul-smelling green stuff and throws it at her, making her feel nauseous from the fumes. Before she can turn and flee, she finds herself on the ground, too weak to move.
Through the growing dizziness, she feels the goblin climb on top of her, pulling her clothes out of the way, teasing and twisting her nipples, before sliding back to impale herself on her inexplicably-stiffening cock…dimly, she’s aware of the tiny woman uncorking another vial and forcing it down her throat…the last thing she remembers before passing out is her cock erupting inside the tight confines of the goblin’s pussy, what feels like an impossible torrent of cum pouring out of her.
When she wakes up, it’s to a sky studded with stars, providing just enough light for her to grope her way weakly back to her feet and take the few stumbling steps she needs to return to her camp. Thanking whatever gods will listen for this world’s strange laws of distance, she collapses into her bedroll, head pounding with the familiar rhythm of an epic hangover, and lapses into a dead sleep.
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 17, Speed 21, Intelligence 22, Libido 18, Sensitivity 19, Corruption 8
Level: 1, 56/100 XP
Tease Skill: 1
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: Human cock (6”).
Day 4
Renata’s lingering headache isn’t helped the next morning when she realizes that almost half the gems she’d accumulated are gone. Seems turnabout is still fair play in this world. Grumbling, she consoles herself with the reminder that at least she still has the new potions she found.
Unable to help herself, and figuring she deserves something to lift her spirits, she uncorks the Succubi Milk first. A cautious sniff and sip brings the scent and flavor of sweet cream, delicious on her tongue; she eagerly gulps down the rest. Almost immediately, a wave of intense heat fills her whole body, her pussy soaking and clenching while her cock instantly swells raging hard, and she finds herself compelled to masturbate to a shaking, squirting orgasm. As she comes to, she notices pussy juice soaking her thighs, far more than she’s ever squirted before. Unfortunately, the same inspection reveals that, unless she’s mistaken, her new cock has shrunk slightly, though it’s hard to be sure. Hoping her suspicions about doubling up on these potions are correct, she quickly unstoppers the other one and gulps it down. Immediately, a smile spreads across her face as she feels her cock heat up, that same sensation of swelling growth filling it. When it stops, she finds her mouth watering looking at it; it’s surpassed its former size to reach one she would’ve found quite delicious on any partner back home, at least seven inches by her guess, and thicker too.
Pleased with the results, Renata dresses again and decides to explore somewhere new. Remembering the great sea of dunes she came across before, she wonders whether there’s anything to find out there, and heads out.
The first sign of other life comes from a cry on the wind. Cresting the next dune, Renata spots what looks like an ordinary young human man—the lack of animal or monstrous features coming as a surprise even after only a few days—sinking up to his neck in a flat, fine patch of sand. Spotting her, he calls for help, and while Renata seriously considers leaving him to his fate, it’s more than she can bear, especially for what looks to be the first fellow human she’s met since arriving. Reaching out carefully, she offers a hand, which the man grabs, and promptly pulls her into the quicksand with him. Managing to keep her head up, Renata finds herself faced with no human, but a creature with four arms and six eyes, smiling and teasing her about falling into its trap. Now sunk nearly up to her neck herself, Renata realizes there is little she can do to fight this creature, and with all her strength, seizes the only second of stable footing she can find beneath the quicksand to try to climb back up to solid ground. Before she can get anywhere, the thing spits some sort of venom that splashes in her face; she feels heat spreading through her, her body responding in spite of the horrible situation. Screwing up all her resolve, she renews her struggle, and finally, just when she feels the last of her strength about to fade, she feels the blessedly solid sand beneath her, giving her purchase to drag herself free of the pit. Not slowing down, she clambers to her feet and flees over the dune, resolving never to help anyone else ever again.
Though she now has no idea where she is, Renata knows the nature of this world makes it impossible to really get lost, and so picks a direction that isn’t back toward the sandtrap and continues walking. Before long, she crests another dune and spots a smudge on the horizon that could be either a mirage, or the walls of a city. Still wary, but spurred on by the surprising prospect of finding an inhabited city in this world, she heads for it.
Just when she’s about to give up, she finds herself right in front of a set of sandstone city walls, standing before a gate guarded by a woman with the features of a grey-furred fox. Quickly tossing aside her bottle and picking up a halberd, the sentry demands to know Renata’s business; Renata explains that she simply stumbled on this place by accident. Clearly suspicious, the fox calls over a companion, a centaur woman, who does something with some sort of amulet before pronouncing Renata free of corruption and offering her entry to the city. The fox, who introduces herself as Urta, offers Renata a tour, which she accepts; she’s shown around the half-empty settlement, Urta explaining that much of the population left to fight against the demons years ago and never returned. Happily for Renata, the locals seem far less uptight than her neighbors back home; this seems like a place she might enjoy.
With the tour concluded, Renata spends some time shopping (finding everything beyond her paltry means at the moment) and exploring on her own. Finding little to do for now, but glad to know of this place, she departs, sure she’ll be returning soon and often.
As she leaves the city, she realizes she’s still feeling the effects of the venom the sandtrap spat at her. She considers returning to camp to masturbate, but on reflection, decides to go in search of another imp to rape, or possibly a goblin, since she has yet to be on the giving end with one of them. While on the hunt, she comes across a garishly-dressed man pulling what looks to be a peddler’s cart, laden with a staggering variety of assorted goods. He introduces himself as Giacomo, and offers to show her some of his wares, to which she happily agrees; after some consideration, and much lament at the price of the variety of sex toys he stocks, she decides to spend her few gems on a couple of books about the dangers of this land, figuring that knowledge is still the most valuable resource to her. Bidding Giacomo good day, she continues her search.
While wandering, she comes to the edge of what looks to be a region of swampland, deciding to avoid it for the present. Barely an hour later, she spots the telltale shadow of another imp swooping down upon her; she readies herself to fight, but almost immediately realizes she’s made a mistake, as, in her already-aroused state, the demon’s magic nearly brings her to her knees with shivers right away. With a feat of willpower, she manages to flee, returning to camp with the realization that she’ll need to be more careful even around creatures as weak as imps and goblins. That understood, she quickly collapses and surrenders to her second bout of masturbation for the day.
Her arousal might be satisfied, but she realizes quickly that she still needs money if she hopes to accomplish anything, and that means gems. Sights fixed once again on the same goal, she heads back out. Almost immediately, another demon approaches, just as intent on having his way with her. As he collapses in defeat, Renata realizes she may have thought too soon; once again, his magic did a number on her, and she’s back and ready to go. Marveling at how this place can draw out such endurance, she seizes him, rips aside his loincloth without ceremony, and fucks him hard, pumping him full of her spunk. Watching him jerk himself frantically to an orgasm of his own as she drops him, she can’t help but notice his kind don’t really seem to mind being raped all that much. She appropriates his gems, and a small parcel of rather ordinary-looking food, before heading off in search of more sources of funds.
Over the next few hours, Renata dispatches another imp and a goblin, sparing both more fucking and pocketing a small but well-earned sum. Feeling rather exhausted, she decides a relaxing walk around the lake would be a good way to spend the last bit of daylight. While there, she runs into Rathazul again, but apart from that, the evening is uneventful, and she returns to her campsite.
Hungry, she decides to finish off the last of the peppers. As she finishes the last bite, two things happen at the same time. Renata feels her cunt moisten, her mind filling with fantasies about bending over and presenting it for a male; and a feeling of swelling pressure, like when her cock first grew, develops at the base of her spine, just above her butt. Looking back, she is shocked to discover a dog-like tail, with fur as black as her natural hair, sprouting from her back! She realizes that it must not only be potions that can cause changes, but ordinary food that grows in this land as well! Well, a dog tail isn’t something she would’ve thought to want, but she supposes it does look rather cute, and helps her fit in a little more with the locals. Still, she resolves to be more selective about what she eats in the future. With such thoughts in mind, she treats herself to one last orgasm for the day, remembering how powerful she felt raping that little demon and pumping him full of her cum, before drifting off to sleep.
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 17, Speed 22, Intelligence 24, Libido 41 (heat), Sensitivity 23, Corruption 12
Level: 1, 95/100 XP
Tease Skill: 1
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: Human cock (7.3”), dog tail.
That's all for now, but I'll post more as I play further!
). Right now, though, I'm feeling in the mood for another run, and because I clearly don't have enough to do, I'm going to take a shot at posting it as an LP for all of you to enjoy. Hope you're entertained! If so, feel free to comment.For those familiar with the game, this is going to be a high corruption run, going for omnibus transformations and a seduction/black magic build. For those not, here's the intro the game itself gives you, which I think does a decent job of explaining the premise:
You grew up in the small village of Ingnam, a remote village with rich traditions, buried deep in the wilds. Every year for as long as you can remember, your village has chosen a champion to send to the cursed Demon Realm. Legend has it that in years Ingnam has failed to produce a champion, chaos has reigned over the countryside. Children disappear, crops wilt, and disease spreads like wildfire. This year, you have been selected to be the champion.
If you haven't played this game, go check it out. You can play it here. It's free, so you have no excuse.
Character Creation
Meet Renata, Ingnam’s resident village slut. A gorgeous young thing with a curvy figure, beautiful dark complexion, and raven hair, she always got plenty of attention from male and female neighbors alike, which was a good thing for her, because there’s little she likes better than sex (gift: libido). Unfortunately, she’s always had a bit of a rebellious streak as well, known for talking back to her elders, wrecking homes, and refusing to actually pitch in and do all that much work around the village (background: slutting). Probably for that reason, the elders have decided to send her through the portal as Champion at the first opportunity, to get her out of their hair. Renata doesn’t really mind that much. Sure, it hurts to be thrown out on her ass, all the more so because her own family seemed either powerless or unwilling to defend her, but she always hated living in Ingnam anyway, stuffy and isolated and boring place that it is. Far as she’s concerned, they can all get eaten by demons. Nor does she give a shit about her supposed goal of “protecting the village” or whatever she’s supposed to do on the other side of the portal—as if one girl with no combat training and no weapons is going to be protecting anyone. As far as she’s concerned, this is just a chance to finally get away from all the bullshit she’s sick of; whatever’s through that portal, it has to be better than spending her whole life in Ingnam.
Intro
So here we are, being led up to the portal by Elder Nomur. Renata bids him a grudging farewell and heads into the cave, boldly stepping forth into the wall of swirling light and heat. Next things she knows, she’s waking up with a splitting headache and drenched thighs, with some sort of tiny, red-faced, horned creature—a demon? She’s never seen one before, but it wouldn’t surprise her if they looked like that—leering over her, holding an empty bottle.
He’s naked, and taunting her about having drugged her with something called a “lust draft”. Acting on instinct, she pounces, bowling him over effortlessly and proceeding to beat him senseless, finishing the job with one last drop-kick. As he flies off into the distance, he takes the time to insult her and drop the name Zetaz, mentioning Renata will “soon face the wrath of his master”. Is Zetaz the creature, or his master? Renata isn’t sure, but honestly, who cares? Good riddance to the little shit.
So, with a red sky above, barren black earth as far as the eye can see, and the portal just over there, Renata figures this is as good a place as any to set up camp. With that done, it looks like a few hours of daylight left to explore and see what’s edible nearby. It doesn’t take much of the former to discover that space and distance in this world work very differently than Renata is used to: it seems simply thinking of a familiar place while walking is enough to bring one there in just a few minutes, no matter where one actually is. Useful for getting back to known territory, though unhelpful for finding new places. Setting out once again, this time determinedly not picturing her campsite or anywhere in particular, Renata soon detects a change in the landscape: a forest on the horizon! The plants look familiar enough from what she can see, and where there’s plants, there’s food, so Renata heads into the thicket to see what she can forage.
Sadly, she’s not exactly an expert at finding food in the wilderness, and comes up empty-handed by the time the sun is starting to set. Disappointed, but excited to see what else is out there, Renata takes advantage of the weird spatial properties of this place to return to camp nigh-instantly. With the light swiftly fading, she decides now is the time for sleep, though not before enjoying a relaxing wank, as is her usual routine when going to bed alone.
Stats: Strength 16, Toughness 16, Speed 16, Intelligence 18, Libido 20, Sensitivity 14, Corruption 2
Level: 1, 0/100 XP
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Comfortable clothes.
Transformations: None.
Day 1
Awakening with the dawn, Renata decides she should spend some more time exploring and see what else is near her campsite. After a short while, she notices a growing humidity in the air and the barren soil giving way to green grass; soon, she arrives at the shore of a lake, the far bank too distant to see.
Water is good, and often means food nearby as well, so she decides to explore around the lake further. Setting off along the bank, she soon encounters a strange figure: what appears to be a man with the snout and tail of a huge rat, dressed in hooded robes and surrounded by bottles and beakers as he stirs a cauldron. Spotting her, he greets her warmly, introducing himself as Rathazul the Alchemist and lamenting his powerlessness to do anything about the “corruption” that has tainted the waters of the lake. Making a mental note not to drink the water, Renata bids him good day and moves on; he seems like a despondent sort, but it’s good to know there are creatures in this world she can talk to.
Further along, she comes on another odd sight: a sword stuck through the trunk of a tree. Renata’s never been much of a fighter, and was never trained to use a sword, but without knowing what’s out there, she feels more comfortable with a weapon than without. Pulling the sword from the tree proves surprisingly easy—it’s a beautiful blade, she has to admit—but before she can admire it too much, she’s distracted by the sight of the leaves on the tree suddenly turning brown and falling, like a season passing in a moment. Oddly saddened by the sight, Renata puts it out of her mind as best she can, putting the sword through her belt and continuing on.
Midday is approaching as she comes to the next landmark: the remains of an old, disused-looking wooden pathway, leading away from the water. Following it takes her to the tumbled-down ruins of a village, clearly devastated and abandoned. Renata takes careful note of the place, curious what she might find left behind, but wary of whatever caused the destruction; thinking it over, she decides to come back once she has a better lay of the land. In any case, knowing that there are, or at least were, villages in this world that look much like home is more useful information, though she hopes any she finds won’t be too much like Ingnam.
Next, another sign of this place’s inhabitants: a small boat, tied up at a dock. Curiously, while the dock looks quite old, the boat looks brand new to her admittedly untrained eye. Noting its location as well, Renata continues along the shore.
Several hours pass before she comes on another dwelling—but this one inhabited! A quaint-looking homestead by the water, surrounded by gardens that look well-tended, and more importantly edible. As Renata approaches, a figure emerges from the plants: another animal-person, this woman looks to have the features of a dog, the breed Renata sometimes heard referred to as a golden retriever. This dog-woman, who greets Renata more cheerfully than the rat alchemist and introduces herself as Whitney, proves to be a fount of valuable information: she explains that demons and other monstrous creatures seem unable to get near her farm. Before returning to work, she tells Renata to help herself to her peppers, which Renata eagerly does, plucking three ripe-looking ones off the stem. Something about their shape strikes her as odd, bright red, long and pointed at one end and knobby at the other, but she brushes it off, figuring food is food.
Dusk is descending again as she decides to call it a day and head back, the peppers joined in her pockets by an equally odd-looking fruit she found fallen from a tree, fuzzy almost like a peach. Back at camp, she sorts through the day’s haul, her stomach growling, and decides to try one of the peppers first. Finding it spicy but tasty, she gobbles down the whole thing; as she does, she feels amazingly invigorated, like she could run a whole day carrying a heavy pack and not tire. Noting the peppers’ apparent powers, she resolves to ration the rest of her food as long as she can; no telling how much free produce Whitney will let her walk off with. Satisfied and worn out from her day of hiking, she douses her fire and turns in for the night.
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 16, Speed 19, Intelligence 21, Libido 15, Sensitivity 14, Corruption 2
Level: 1, 0/100 XP
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: None.
Day 2
Figuring she has a pretty good sense of the area around the lake after yesterday, and is now armed, Renata decides to head back to the ruined village and see what she can find. She’s just starting to think she might be alone among the wreckage, searching for anything she can use, when she’s startled by a blowdart narrowly missing her head. The attacker reveals herself to be a ragged-looking woman with the face, fur, and tail of a mouse; luckily, she lowers her blowgun and apologizes as soon as she gets a good look at Renata, apparently satisfied she’s not a demon. She introduces herself as Amily, the last survivor of the village, and asks Renata if she’s human, from another world; interested to hear that the locals apparently know of other worlds, and that humans are apparently wholly foreign to this one, Renata answers truthfully. Amily explains that after the demons destroyed her home and killed or drove off everyone else, she was left with nowhere else to go, and has remained ever since, alone. Seeming sad about the loss of her people and family, she advises Renata to take care and bids her farewell.
Happy to know the ruins are safe, Renata continues scavenging, and after several more hours, has turned up some useful finds: a pair of racks that look built to display weapons and garments. While she hopes not to have to do much fighting here, if any, she’s not one to turn down free furniture, and disassembles both to take back to her camp. With midday barely passed, Renata considers how to spend the rest of her daylight, and decides more exploration of her immediate surroundings is in order.
The first thing to catch her eye, after nearly an hour of wandering, is a smudge on the horizon that turns out, on closer approach, to be the remains of some sort of cathedral, thoroughly wrecked. Inside, broken iconography depicts a myriad of beings, from the monstrous to the divine, arranged around the centerpiece of a great green tree, all the statuary badly broken and defaced—except for one statue near the back, carved in the shape of a voluptuous woman with bat-like wings and a spiked tail. Renata’s attention is drawn to the finely-carved pussy between the statue’s legs, noticing that, strangely, it appears to be hollow; even more interesting, though, are the gold chains binding the statue’s wrists to her pedestal, with a plaque of the same material reading “break my bonds to make me tame”. Hah, right. Renata’s not falling for a trick like that. Feeling rather clever, she leaves the ruins behind, judging them to have already been fully ransacked.
However, she barely makes it out the doors before something wings out of the sky and dives at her—another small red creature like the one that tried to attack her when she arrived. This one, at least, is clothed, if only barely, by a brief loincloth and sandals. Dodging its dive, Renata pulls her sword fumblingly from her belt and squares up to face the creature, who leers and raises his claws, clearly intent on a fight!
Acting on the first thing that comes to mind, Renata rushes forward with her sword and feels it connect, the creature staggering back. As he recovers, she readies to defend herself, but instead of attacking, he makes some sort of gesture with his hands; instantly, Renata feels her pussy moisten and clench, her legs going weak. It seems this thing has some sort of power to arouse her, and is using it to leave her vulnerable! Well, two can play at that game…
Seizing the hem of her skirt with her free hand, Renata pulls it up, flashing her pussy at the creature. The motion is somewhat clumsy and un-alluring, though, and it doesn’t work as well as she’d hoped; while he stares down at her goods and licks his lips, it doesn’t stop him from continuing his gestures, making Renata’s now-exposed cunt moisten further, heat filling her. Cursing herself for thinking that idea would actually work, Renata drops her skirt and draws back her sword for another strike; once again, the blade connects, the creature snarling in pain, but as he draws back, he continues his gestures, muttering unintelligibly under his breath, and Renata finds her mind filled with images of herself fellating and fucking the little cretin. Filled with fury, she grits her teeth, whirls her sword back for one last swing, and…
Victory! The creature’s voice cuts off with a cry of pain, and he collapses back. Catching her breath, Renata is left standing over her fallen foe, and realizes two things: one, the arousal he somehow inflicted on her hasn’t abated; and two, his loincloth is bulging with a rather obvious erection, clearly far bigger than his frame should warrant. Angry and horny, Renata finds herself thinking how satisfying it would be to give the little bastard a taste of his own medicine…
Stabbing her sword into the ground, she quickly disrobes, aided by her customary lack of smallclothes. By the time she stands naked, the creature has taken notice, pulling aside his loincloth to free his bright red erection, nearly a third the length of his whole body, and frantically jerking it, an exhausted, defeated look on his face. Feeling deliciously powerful, Renata straddles him and lowers herself down, quickly filling herself with his hot, hard cock. She rides him eagerly, and before long, she’s climaxing around him, which triggers his own orgasm, an amazing quantity of hot cum—well beyond what any man she’s ever fucked put out—pumping deep inside her. Catching her breath once again, Renata carefully raises herself off his dick, jizz spilling out of her and running down her legs, and, feeling no need to say anything, sets about putting her clothes back on. As she retrieves her sword, it occurs to her to see if the creature had anything valuable on him; checking again, she notices a small pouch hung from his loincloth, and quickly nabs it. Inside, she finds several shining gems, which look like they must be valuable, and a bottle filled with some thick white fluid that looks suspiciously like more cum, with a label depicting a stylized humanoid figure with a massive penis. Oddly curious, Renata pockets the bottle along with the gems, and continues on her way feeling accomplished.
A short way from the ruined cathedral, Renata feels the ground beneath her feet softening into finer sand; ahead stretches an expanse of rolling dunes, as far off as she can see. Seeing no reason to head that way, she turns back and picks another direction. She doesn’t get far before another small creature appears from behind an outcropping of rocks—but this one is different. Green instead of red, and bereft of horns or wings, this one looks unmistakably feminine, with generous curves for her stature. She’s also naked, her body fully exposed except for leather straps bearing pouches and satchels and piercings in several places Renata’s never heard of getting pierced; and, if the expression of lustful hunger on her face isn’t enough, her immediate challenge of “time to get fucked, slut” makes her intentions all too clear. Groaning, Renata draws her sword once again.
Her first swing connects; recovering, the green creature responds by striking a teasing pose and running her hands sensually over her naked body, blowing a kiss. Luckily, Renata is thoroughly satisfied from raping the red creature earlier, and hardly slows down. A moment later, the would-be tease collapses in defeat as well, sniffling pitifully. This time, Renata doesn’t bother with the pleasantries before robbing her, finding more of the same gems and a bottle full of what looks like pink dye, which she doesn’t bother taking. Her hopes of not having to fight quickly evaporating, Renata continues on.
Her next stop isn’t for an attack, but something stranger: a doorway, apparently intact, standing in the middle of nowhere, connected to nothing. Curious, Renata opens it, and finds herself in a space that looks like an apothecary. Behind the counter, she spots what looks like another of the small green women observing a bubbling alchemist’s apparatus; before she can draw her sword, the creature addresses her as a “cuths-tohmer”, with a thick lisp, and bounds over to staff the counter, tearing off the apron that is her only clothing (apart from a pair of thick goggles) on the way. The creature introduces herself as Lumi, Renata able to make out past her lisp that she runs this place as an alchemist’s shop. She makes some mention of “followers” to whom she grants special deals, and a “boss” who evidently controls her business; more importantly, she reveals that the gems Renata stole earlier are apparently currency in this world, though everything Renata finds in the shop is beyond her price range. Resolving to keep the place in mind, Renata departs.
The last hours before nightfall are uneventful. Off in the distance, Renata spies what looks like a mountain range; soon after, she comes to the edge of another great expanse, this one grassy prairie. With the sun setting, she returns to camp once more. Settling down, she helps herself to dinner in the form of another pepper, finding it just as tasty and invigorating as the first. Satisfied, she pulls out the bottle she took from the imp, considering it curiously. Nothing about the label gives any clear indication of what it is; but, she reasons, if he was carrying it, it must be either tasty or useful somehow. Uncorking it, she takes a sniff; it smells as much like semen as it looks. A cautious sip gives a similar impression. Curiosity growing, Renata finds herself tipping her head back to swallow the whole thing.
As the stuff settles in her gut, she feels a pressure suddenly start to build in her crotch, sending a shudder through her. In a second, it has grown into a stab of pain; she pulls up her skirt just in time to witness the flesh above her clit swelling, growing outward, forming into some sort of lump that continues to extend. In another blink of an eye, the thing has taken the clear shape of a penis, bright purple from base to tip; in another, ecstasy whites out Renata’s senses as the thing throbs, a thick spurt of cum shooting from the tip, followed by several more. The orgasm lasts for what feels like ages, leaving her panting; as she recovers and lifts her head, she sees the cock starting to deflate, the purple shade of the skin fading into a brown that matches the rest of her complexion.
In shock, Renata reaches down to touch the growth; the sensation of her fingers confirms that it’s attached to her body. Her head spins with the implications. Drinking whatever was in that bottle changed her body, made her grow this? A grin spreads slowly across her face. This is incredible! Ever since she started to grow up, she’s wondered what it would be like to have a cock, and the orgasm she just experienced already has her excited for more. She wonders whether it’ll be permanent, and whether there are other potions like this out there, ones that might be able to change her in other ways.
Shedding her clothes, she takes a moment to inspect her new addition. It’s a pretty average size from her experience, around six inches long and one thick, but it’s well-formed and, she can’t help but think, complements her figure nicely. Standing up, she takes a few experimental steps around her campsite, feeling how it shifts between her thighs as she walks; the lack of testicles to go with it strikes her as curious, but nonetheless, the way it moves feels wonderful. As she focuses on it, she feels it growing hard again; grin broadening, she wraps a hand around it and begins to stroke, bringing to bear all the technique she’s learned from giving handjobs. The pleasure is intoxicating; without thinking, she brings her other hand to bear fingering her pussy, amplifying it. It’s hardly a minute before she feels the same build-up again, and, with a few more vigorous strokes, her cum erupts, spurting forth to splatter on the ground.
Feeling spent, Renata rolls into her bedding and drifts off on a cloud of afterglow, looking forward to exploring further tomorrow…
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 16, Speed 19, Intelligence 21, Libido 18, Sensitivity 19, Corruption 7
Level: 1, 27/100 XP
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: Human cock (6”).
Day 3
Waking up, Renata is a bit surprised to discover that the cock—her cock, she realizes dimly—is still there. If the potion isn’t permanent, it hasn’t worn off yet. Not that she really minds.
Considering what to do with her day, she decides to start by heading back to Whitney’s farm, realizing she didn’t really get to look around much last time she was there. Arriving near-instantly thanks to the weird physics of this world, she’s greeted by the dog-woman as cheerfully as before, and offered a job: a “cow-girl” named Marble who’s sore from overusing the “milk machine” and needs a gentler touch. Mystified by the concept of a machine being used to milk cows, Renata heads over to the barn, which turns out to look more like an inn, and finds the correct room. Marble, as expected by now, is a woman with bovine features, though unlike the other animal people so far, she looks mostly human, apart from cow-like ears, horns, hooves, and the biggest breasts Renata has ever seen. Her offer of a massage accepted, Renata spends some time caressing Marble’s tits, and it seems to help.
Finishing up, Renata spends a while exploring Whitney’s property. Out in the pasture, she is surprised to meet what is clearly a centaur, a creature she actually recognizes from stories back home, who introduces himself as Kelt. Rather rude and condescending, he taunts her for her lack of experience, but the longbow he carries looks deadly, and when he offers to teach her to shoot, Renata considers whether it might be worth putting up with him to learn. Resolving to keep it in mind, she heads out.
Feeling like heading elsewhere, Renata decides to return to the forest next, having barely ventured in before. She quickly realizes not all the plants are so familiar, passing through many a grove where they have clearly taken on a sexual aspect; she finds herself beginning to sense a theme in this place. Before long, her exploration is interrupted when another imp leaps from the bushes. This time, Renata wonders whether she might be able to avoid a fight altogether, and, acting on a guess, pulls down the front of her blouse to flash her tits at the creature, hoping he’ll take the hint. Unfortunately, the attempt only seems to excite him, causing him to leap at her with claws brandished. Groaning, Renata draws her sword once again and, in a short moment, her newest foe lies vanquished, once more masturbating feverishly where he lies.
Contemplating what to do, Renata realizes she’s gotten quite horny again, and this time, she has a hard cock pressing against her skirt. Another grin spreads across her face as she picks the imp up by the neck, the gesture not slowing him down at all, and lines up his asshole with the tip of her erection. Without gentleness, she rams herself in, seizes him by the waist, and begins fucking him like a toy, building up swiftly to feel her cum explode inside his ass, filling him deliciously. As she pulls him off her and drops him back to the ground, he finishes in turn, spraying his own load into the air. As is swiftly becoming routine, she searches him for valuables, pocketing more gems and another bottle, this one filled with what looks to be milk or cream, bearing a label identifying it as “Succubi Milk—to bring out the succubus in YOU!” The sight of the bottle makes her heart beat excitedly, and she makes sure to pack it such that it won’t break.
It's not long before another imp attempts to ambush her—they seem to be common around here. Once again, he seems unreceptive to Renata’s teasing as she pulls up her skirt to show off her cock and cunt; she’s beginning to feel rather hurt as she swiftly dispatches him. Their attempts are so pathetic, she wonders why they bother, though the renewed throbbing and moistening between her legs from the imp’s magic reminds her that she’s not entirely unaffected. Still, she feels no urgency to get off again so soon, and simply empties his pockets, finding more gems and another bottle like the one that gave her this cock. She wonders, would drinking more of the same stuff have different effects? She resolves to experiment later.
Not far ahead, a sweet scent begins to reach Renata’s nose, calling out to her. Following it, she detects a sound, a melodic, humming buzz. Reaching a clearing, she finds the source: a woman, sitting atop a huge flower, her body strangely shaped into an insectile abdomen, yellow and black markings dividing her skin, a set of shimmering wings sprouting from her back. Spotting her, the bee-woman holds out her arms as if to offer a hug, and Renata finds herself lulled by the singing and the scent, almost compelled to go to her; suspicion cutting through the haze, she shakes her head clear and holds back, one hand going to her sword. The bee-woman seems disappointed, but doesn’t attack; when Renata asks why she wants her close, she freely admits that she wants a place to lay her eggs. Wanting no part of whatever that involves, Renata quickly excuses herself.
Next to step into her path is another of the goblin-women. This time, Renata answers her taunt by grabbing her and smooshing her face into her cleavage; happily, this actually seems to have some effect even after she releases the creature, but any compliment is spoiled when the goblin uncorks a vial of some foul-smelling green stuff and throws it at her, making her feel nauseous from the fumes. Before she can turn and flee, she finds herself on the ground, too weak to move.
Through the growing dizziness, she feels the goblin climb on top of her, pulling her clothes out of the way, teasing and twisting her nipples, before sliding back to impale herself on her inexplicably-stiffening cock…dimly, she’s aware of the tiny woman uncorking another vial and forcing it down her throat…the last thing she remembers before passing out is her cock erupting inside the tight confines of the goblin’s pussy, what feels like an impossible torrent of cum pouring out of her.
When she wakes up, it’s to a sky studded with stars, providing just enough light for her to grope her way weakly back to her feet and take the few stumbling steps she needs to return to her camp. Thanking whatever gods will listen for this world’s strange laws of distance, she collapses into her bedroll, head pounding with the familiar rhythm of an epic hangover, and lapses into a dead sleep.
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 17, Speed 21, Intelligence 22, Libido 18, Sensitivity 19, Corruption 8
Level: 1, 56/100 XP
Tease Skill: 1
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: Human cock (6”).
Day 4
Renata’s lingering headache isn’t helped the next morning when she realizes that almost half the gems she’d accumulated are gone. Seems turnabout is still fair play in this world. Grumbling, she consoles herself with the reminder that at least she still has the new potions she found.
Unable to help herself, and figuring she deserves something to lift her spirits, she uncorks the Succubi Milk first. A cautious sniff and sip brings the scent and flavor of sweet cream, delicious on her tongue; she eagerly gulps down the rest. Almost immediately, a wave of intense heat fills her whole body, her pussy soaking and clenching while her cock instantly swells raging hard, and she finds herself compelled to masturbate to a shaking, squirting orgasm. As she comes to, she notices pussy juice soaking her thighs, far more than she’s ever squirted before. Unfortunately, the same inspection reveals that, unless she’s mistaken, her new cock has shrunk slightly, though it’s hard to be sure. Hoping her suspicions about doubling up on these potions are correct, she quickly unstoppers the other one and gulps it down. Immediately, a smile spreads across her face as she feels her cock heat up, that same sensation of swelling growth filling it. When it stops, she finds her mouth watering looking at it; it’s surpassed its former size to reach one she would’ve found quite delicious on any partner back home, at least seven inches by her guess, and thicker too.
Pleased with the results, Renata dresses again and decides to explore somewhere new. Remembering the great sea of dunes she came across before, she wonders whether there’s anything to find out there, and heads out.
The first sign of other life comes from a cry on the wind. Cresting the next dune, Renata spots what looks like an ordinary young human man—the lack of animal or monstrous features coming as a surprise even after only a few days—sinking up to his neck in a flat, fine patch of sand. Spotting her, he calls for help, and while Renata seriously considers leaving him to his fate, it’s more than she can bear, especially for what looks to be the first fellow human she’s met since arriving. Reaching out carefully, she offers a hand, which the man grabs, and promptly pulls her into the quicksand with him. Managing to keep her head up, Renata finds herself faced with no human, but a creature with four arms and six eyes, smiling and teasing her about falling into its trap. Now sunk nearly up to her neck herself, Renata realizes there is little she can do to fight this creature, and with all her strength, seizes the only second of stable footing she can find beneath the quicksand to try to climb back up to solid ground. Before she can get anywhere, the thing spits some sort of venom that splashes in her face; she feels heat spreading through her, her body responding in spite of the horrible situation. Screwing up all her resolve, she renews her struggle, and finally, just when she feels the last of her strength about to fade, she feels the blessedly solid sand beneath her, giving her purchase to drag herself free of the pit. Not slowing down, she clambers to her feet and flees over the dune, resolving never to help anyone else ever again.
Though she now has no idea where she is, Renata knows the nature of this world makes it impossible to really get lost, and so picks a direction that isn’t back toward the sandtrap and continues walking. Before long, she crests another dune and spots a smudge on the horizon that could be either a mirage, or the walls of a city. Still wary, but spurred on by the surprising prospect of finding an inhabited city in this world, she heads for it.
Just when she’s about to give up, she finds herself right in front of a set of sandstone city walls, standing before a gate guarded by a woman with the features of a grey-furred fox. Quickly tossing aside her bottle and picking up a halberd, the sentry demands to know Renata’s business; Renata explains that she simply stumbled on this place by accident. Clearly suspicious, the fox calls over a companion, a centaur woman, who does something with some sort of amulet before pronouncing Renata free of corruption and offering her entry to the city. The fox, who introduces herself as Urta, offers Renata a tour, which she accepts; she’s shown around the half-empty settlement, Urta explaining that much of the population left to fight against the demons years ago and never returned. Happily for Renata, the locals seem far less uptight than her neighbors back home; this seems like a place she might enjoy.
With the tour concluded, Renata spends some time shopping (finding everything beyond her paltry means at the moment) and exploring on her own. Finding little to do for now, but glad to know of this place, she departs, sure she’ll be returning soon and often.
As she leaves the city, she realizes she’s still feeling the effects of the venom the sandtrap spat at her. She considers returning to camp to masturbate, but on reflection, decides to go in search of another imp to rape, or possibly a goblin, since she has yet to be on the giving end with one of them. While on the hunt, she comes across a garishly-dressed man pulling what looks to be a peddler’s cart, laden with a staggering variety of assorted goods. He introduces himself as Giacomo, and offers to show her some of his wares, to which she happily agrees; after some consideration, and much lament at the price of the variety of sex toys he stocks, she decides to spend her few gems on a couple of books about the dangers of this land, figuring that knowledge is still the most valuable resource to her. Bidding Giacomo good day, she continues her search.
While wandering, she comes to the edge of what looks to be a region of swampland, deciding to avoid it for the present. Barely an hour later, she spots the telltale shadow of another imp swooping down upon her; she readies herself to fight, but almost immediately realizes she’s made a mistake, as, in her already-aroused state, the demon’s magic nearly brings her to her knees with shivers right away. With a feat of willpower, she manages to flee, returning to camp with the realization that she’ll need to be more careful even around creatures as weak as imps and goblins. That understood, she quickly collapses and surrenders to her second bout of masturbation for the day.
Her arousal might be satisfied, but she realizes quickly that she still needs money if she hopes to accomplish anything, and that means gems. Sights fixed once again on the same goal, she heads back out. Almost immediately, another demon approaches, just as intent on having his way with her. As he collapses in defeat, Renata realizes she may have thought too soon; once again, his magic did a number on her, and she’s back and ready to go. Marveling at how this place can draw out such endurance, she seizes him, rips aside his loincloth without ceremony, and fucks him hard, pumping him full of her spunk. Watching him jerk himself frantically to an orgasm of his own as she drops him, she can’t help but notice his kind don’t really seem to mind being raped all that much. She appropriates his gems, and a small parcel of rather ordinary-looking food, before heading off in search of more sources of funds.
Over the next few hours, Renata dispatches another imp and a goblin, sparing both more fucking and pocketing a small but well-earned sum. Feeling rather exhausted, she decides a relaxing walk around the lake would be a good way to spend the last bit of daylight. While there, she runs into Rathazul again, but apart from that, the evening is uneventful, and she returns to her campsite.
Hungry, she decides to finish off the last of the peppers. As she finishes the last bite, two things happen at the same time. Renata feels her cunt moisten, her mind filling with fantasies about bending over and presenting it for a male; and a feeling of swelling pressure, like when her cock first grew, develops at the base of her spine, just above her butt. Looking back, she is shocked to discover a dog-like tail, with fur as black as her natural hair, sprouting from her back! She realizes that it must not only be potions that can cause changes, but ordinary food that grows in this land as well! Well, a dog tail isn’t something she would’ve thought to want, but she supposes it does look rather cute, and helps her fit in a little more with the locals. Still, she resolves to be more selective about what she eats in the future. With such thoughts in mind, she treats herself to one last orgasm for the day, remembering how powerful she felt raping that little demon and pumping him full of her cum, before drifting off to sleep.
Stats: Strength 17, Toughness 17, Speed 22, Intelligence 24, Libido 41 (heat), Sensitivity 23, Corruption 12
Level: 1, 95/100 XP
Tease Skill: 1
Perks: History: Slut (more resistant to large insertions and stretching), Lusty (+25% lust gain).
Equipment: Beautiful sword, comfortable clothes.
Transformations: Human cock (7.3”), dog tail.
That's all for now, but I'll post more as I play further!