Posted on 2015-05-31 02:48:21
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Story included:

"Liz Frost and her friends, Sayuri and Lady Sairia, have long been the bane of monsters and villains, adventuring for profit as much as for the continued safety of the land. And for just as long, they’ve been the prime spank material for pubescent boys everywhere. A few enterprising young lads took it upon themselves to do a little research on the heroines, uncovering a long, smutty history these ladies have managed to keep secret.

It seems that where strength of arms or force of magic failed them, more than a few of their foes took out their foul lusts on the helpless women. And while each eventually escaped their captors, often saved by a timely rescue from one of the others, they each spent weeks and even months rutting like animals with beasts and demons. More importantly, the boys found out their weaknesses.

With a little alchemy and treasure hunting, the lads put their plan into action. It was easy enough to sneak into their camp and spike the water skins with some aphrodisiac- the overconfident women never even bothered to keep watch! When they woke and drank the spiked refreshment, the boys revealed themselves, acting out the role of fans eager to meet the heroines. Heads fuzzy and unable to focus, the women gladly welcomed the attention, even as their breasts filled with inexplicable warmth. The wetness between their legs making their armor uncomfortable, they stripped to plain clothes, putting on a lovely show for the secretly salivating lads.

Next, the boys offered gifts to the dazed adventurers- supposedly items offered by grateful villages they’d saved some time in the past. Though the names of the villages didn’t strike any bells, the girls ignored the warning to indulge their own vanity, taking the treasures with glee. For the giddy catgirl Sayuri, a pair of fine leather gloves with thick metal bracelets. For placid, mature Sairia, a pale headband and hair barrette. And for the quarrelsome, dauntless Liz, a set of three, matching necklaces.

No sooner had each girl put on their gifts, then the illusions surrounding them vanished. The soft, well-fitting gloves became paw-mitts designed to keep Sayuri from bearing her fierce claws, the bracelets actually metal locks to keep the mitts in place. The headband proved to sport a pair of stubby horns while the barrette was no jeweled work of art, but a crass a moo cow. And the necklace Liz had clasped around her neck became a thick, heavy collar, weighed down by a tremendous iron ring.

Confusion and surprise briefly surfaced over the hazy lust flooding their bodies, but was just as quickly dispelled as the magic in each item took effect. Dusky-skinned Sayuri felt her knees give out as incredible sensitivity filled her expansive rump, making even the feel of her clothing too much to bear on bare flesh. She pawed ineffectually at the clothing, moaning as a need to have her ass manhandled left her tail spasming electrically. The blonde milf’s buxom chest flooded with milk, full far beyond any human limit. Her nipples throbbed as the pressure forced cream to drench her shirt even without a proper milking. Liz, gathering at last the danger in store, reared around to take out the wicked boys, but her fist stopped dead in the air when one of them simply commanded her to “stop.” Her treacherous muscles strained, but she’d lost all control of her body. Helpless, she obeyed the order to “share,” putting the other two necklaces on her friends, each unable to resist this sudden betrayal. They tried to call out for help, but the command to “speak,” proved all too effective at silencing their cries. The girls’ voices caught in their throats, no longer able to speak, but merely to mew, moo, and woof as their roles dictated.

The magic of the collars, fading fast, the boys stripped their temporary slaves to bare skin and pushed them to all fours, mounting their favorite. The collars would not keep them obedient for long, but if they could break the heroines before the enchantment ended, they’d be home free. And to make sure, they’d brought a not-so-little red vibrating ally to the party.

One broken, two to go!"

Posted on 2015-05-31 02:51:42
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now that looks like a final fantasy thatd be REAL fun to play

Posted on 2015-05-31 03:30:48
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This isn't final fantasy though... and that isn't sayuri kurata

Posted on 2015-05-31 05:33:19
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Changed tags for you.

Posted on 2015-05-31 05:36:16
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would still make for a really fun one tho