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A thread for RP in the world of Harahel, a world of fantasy, magic, and adventure. Drawing on tropes from RPGs both east and west, fantasy literature, and anime, the setting is constantly in flux, decided in large part by the players themselves.
To join, download the CYOA through the link and create a character. When making a build, try to include some information about your character if you plan to RP besides just the build. Optional of course, but it encourages others to ask questions and talk with you. The only expansion pack we use is the Imouto Expansion.

>Current Version of CYOA
https://arkavite.com/harahel/

>Places of Interest (Full Size)
https://imgchest.com/p/o24akgke7lj
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>link to dedicated IRC
https://rizon.net/chat/||channel:#HarahelBusStation

==RULES==
>Do not attempt to force others into a scene.
>It's okay to say no if a scene becomes uncomfortable.
>PVP should be mutually agreed upon beforehand.
>Kender have PVP on at all times.
>Keep posts within the bound of good taste, eschewing excessive gore and the like.
>Extreme or lewd content should be binned. Pedophilia is strictly forbidden.
>Other CYOAs may be used for inspiration or to provide structure. See the irc for more details.
If something is unclear, refer to IRC.

>TQ
How will you handle the cold, and who will you handle it with?

>Theme
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8D2Jyuf372A

==Bulletin Board==
>Guildhall
The home base; a jumping off point for adventure or a place to return to, whether that be to celebrate victories or nurse your wounds.
>Othrysian Reclamation
A soldier from Othrysia calls for aid to reclaim the city from a dark sorcerer!
>Four Trees Harvest Festival
Four Trees is hosting its annual Harvest Festival and all are invited. Stats are lowered due to a protective charm for those looking for a more mundane adventure.
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[VENTANGLE CONTINUES HERE]
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80930568/#q80963750
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https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80138350/#80396965
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80138350/#80397046
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80138350/#80397073
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80138350/#80397109
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80138350/#80397135
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80138350/#80397135

Venice-Anon posts from last thread! Replies below:
>Rynn
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80489133/#80492564
>Emily
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80489133/#80496297
>Sol
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80509837/#q80516098
>Alice
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80509837/#q80592859
>Whisper
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80509837/#q80661120
>Bene
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80509837/#q80697108
>Kakabel
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80509837/#80526191
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80509837/#80526239
>Amughar
https://desuarchive.org/trash/thread/80509837/#80539730
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>>80996676
Antiquaria takes a deep breath, before raising her phone and reading intently what task her Patron has assigned. "I wonder-" she mumbles to herself, pushing up her glasses, "-will she really let me have some freedom now that I'm working for her?" She sighs, returning to the matter at hand.
Once finished with reading over the brief a second time, Antiquaria texts, "Yes, Matron."
Now that she's properly employed and on the job, she hopes her new, sincere attempt at creating a professional boundary between her and the leader of 'Siren's Gaze', an information dealer. It's awkward when someone in all ways beautiful compels you to call her 'Mother' of all things! Especially when you owe her a debt! Even more so when she smothers you with long-lasting, slimy hugs that ruin your clothes!
Antiquaria gets worked up, in more ways than one, but comes to her senses upon remembering that she's on her very first mission. She can't mess this up!
With that confirmation out of the way and being in the right mindset, it's now time to dig for leads. Phone still in hand, she begins browsing the web for some cursory information. [3, 5]
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>>80996905
(Intel check successful. Increase Karma to 3. Gain an Advantage. 7 time slots left in day 1.)

>By cross referencing the public incident reports and some rumors, Antiquaria is able to determine a pattern to the thefts. Even though no transport tunnel had been hit more than once, she was able to plot each robbery onto a map to find an area of denser activity. More obviously, all of the incidents occurred at night when the normally congested metro ways have less civilian traffic.

>What is the hunter's next move?
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>>80996624
We'll just have to warm up the world, arbiters won't mind will they?
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I lost track of time! There aren't even ten days until Valentine's! Shit. Okay.

I'll figure something out! How about...

(If you are okay being subjected to random lewd effects/events, please reply to this post! If you have any objections to any of the following, please state as much in your reply!)
>Collective Valentine (Public Use)
Not everyone gets their own Valentine, but that's where you come in!
>Debaucherous Display (Bondage)
Setting the mood is always important! Sweet moans and whimpers from the decor are perfect for the atmosphere.~
>Wrapped in Ribbon (Bondage + Sex)
We can't forget presentation!
>Cum Cuisine/Milk Manna
We need some beverages and treats too!
>Love is in the Air (Drugs/Exhibitionism)
A bit of incense will certainly make mingling easier, even if it might get a little hotter than anticipated!
>Risky Romps
Oh no! The safe sex potions are backordered! The condoms are faulty! Don't worry, you can just pull out... Right?
>Clone Climax (Exclusive Group Sex)
Doppel potions have been mixed in with random drinks! Your partner(s) might end up with two or three more than they bargained for...
>Panty Pandaemonium (Crossdresssing/Genderbending)
Women dressed as handsome princes and men clad in gowns... I'll stop short of completely swapping your roles! Unless...

(Feel free to comment more!)
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Valentines day event? sounds interesting
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>>80997779
Now that the information found online has been aggregated, Antiquaria now feels that it's best to ask around to find tips or leads. With a great start, she is hopeful that this, too, will be promising. The last thing she wants is to embarrass herself on her first mission from Moth... Matron. Her Matron. Antiquaria begins by asking passerby first and working her way up to supposed eyewitnesses. [4, 3]
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>>81021152
(Negotiation check successful. Increase Karma to 4. Gain an Advantage. 6 times slots left in day 1.)

>The metro is swarming with people at this time of day. Most of them don't even bat an eye at Antiquaria, ignoring her as they rush to their destinations. A few helpful folk do manage to point her to someone that might have a clue however. Just a short walk and she arrives at her destination, a public restroom. A scantily clad succubus keeps watch at the entrance, and the sounds of sex echo out from beyond the entrance. The cute, gal styled spirit waves Antiquaria over, expecting her to be another customer. She's initially baffled by Antiquaria asking her about something other than sex, but has relevant info to share once she gets it together.

"Yeah giiiirl, I got you. One of my regulars runs security in the tunnels. He got hit one night. Stumbled back into the station panicking and covered in bite marks. I shoved his face into my boobs and rode him until he calmed down. It was like, super weird though. He was sobbing the whole time but he came harder than ever before. Anyway, that's all I know. You sure you don't want to have some fun before you go?"

>She playfully leans in, but seems to catch a whiff of something. She gives Antiquaria another sniff and then gets excited.

"Wait, are you a virgin!?"

>Another voice can be heard from within the restroom, the exclamation having caught their attention.

"Virgin? Where?"

>The succubus yells back at them.

"Back off skank! I saw her first!"

>Turning to Antiquaria again, her flirting intensifies as she flaunts her chest.

"How about it? You can have a discount! I can smell that cock! Just tell me which hole you want to fuck and it's yours! Prefer your pussy played with? I can do that too! Hell, we can do both! I'll slurp your snatch while you stick it between my tits!"

>It doesn't look like she was going to take no for an answer.

(Combat event vs. succubus starts.)
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>>81022360
Antiquaria is already somewhat aroused from the sounds of sex from outside of the restroom, with the inside being much worse. To make matters worse, her lead oozes sex appeal. It's impossible to hide the full erection outlined on her leotard. When the succubus draws close, the breath catches in Antiquaria's throat, and all she can manage in response after her (albeit obvious) secret is exposed is a squeak.
Sure, she may be a touch-starved, perverted loner who wants to fix that fact eventually, but this suddenly?! She can't! It's much too embarrassing!

"Sorry!" She exclaims, cheeks burning brightly, before attempting to turn tail back through the restroom door and leave the station.
[Athletics: 5,4; 1,3]
Although Antiquaria makes it out the door, not long after she is blocked by a wave of people exiting the nearest train. She tries pushing her way into the sea of people, but to no avail. The unlucky agent's face goes pale, as she slowly glances back to see whether the woman followed her out.
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>>81011113
Any couples events planned? always fun too
In either way
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>A shrub leaves out chocolates at the Guild Hall
>It smiles and goes back to their gay orgies.
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(Karma to 6. Current distance is short.)

"Aww, she's shy. How cute.~ Don't worry giiiirl, just let me handle it. I'll make you feel better than ever before."

>The succubus chuckles as the hunter flees in horny humiliation. She doesn't give chase, but is still visible through the entryway. What she does do however is give Antiquaria a wink as her tongue snakes out and wraps around her sucker. Her other hand tweaks her exposed nipple as the spade of her tail pushes aside her panties to flash the escaping futa.

[Attack roll 3,4 +1 =7
Defense roll 3,3 +2 =8
Result: Defense wins, no damage to either side.]
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>>81011113
This all looks good!
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[Athletics: 5,4; Karma to 7]
Antiquaria spends a moment ogling the succubus tempting her, until someone bumps into her, drawing her attention. It's then that she sees a break in the crowd and takes the opportunity given to escape, weaving through and curtly apologizing for each and every bump. Only when wholly surrounded by bodies, does she briefly consider looking back, before moving on.

Once at a point she deems far enough away, Antiquaria takes a moment to calm her breath, while remembering the events of that embarrassing ordeal. Clutching the sides of her head, she loudly whispers to herself, "She was p-pierced...!"
She then groans. This is clearly her defeat. Perhaps only a temporary setback in the grand scheme of things, but a defeat to be sure. The succubus' lewd image is seared into her mind and will haunt her for weeks to come. The real thing is completely different!

After this, she thinks it's time to look over her info again and figure out what sort of being would bite a security guard at night to rob transports... It brings to mind bats, vampires, and other such things of the night. Some more information would be nice, though a short rest at her main base couldn't hurt. Maybe Mother could give her some advice!
And so Antiquaria sets off to seek counsel and recuperation with a smile on her face.
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>Returning to her patron's base of operations, Antiquaria is shown inside by one of Alia's subordinates. Knowing how busy the woman usually is, she begins to head to a familiar lounging area to wind down but is told that Alia was already expecting her. Telling her where to go, he directs her to a room she'd never been inside before.

>Stepping inside, she feels steam against her face as she finds a luxurious bathing area modeled after a hot spring. Alia's hat and robes hang on a nearby clothing rack. The woman herself is only partially visible as one of the stones is perfectly placed to obscure vision from the entrance. From what Antiquaria could see, Alia was relaxing reclined with her back against the sight blocking boulder. Hearing someone come in, her arm comes into sight and places down a tea cup.

"Ashley dear, please come on in. Or should I say Antiquaria? You are on the job right now after all."

>Her tone is sweet, but there's a hint of teasing there.

"I would ask what has you seeking me out, but I think I have an idea. Word travels fast, especially when causing a scene in a public area like that. Did the big bad succubus scare you? I know how aggressive those hussies can be when they've got their eyes on prey. They would have eaten you right up."

>She sighs.

"It's my fault really. I was lax with your education. So concerned with making sure you could protect yourself from the more physical dangers that I overlooked how you'd react to the other kinds of threats you could face out there in the real world. But don't worry, Mother will teach you what you need to know. First things first though, I can smell you from here. You stink of stale sweat and arousal. Undress, grab a towel, and join me in the pool."
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As Antiquaria enters the artificial hotspring she has become all-too-familiar with, due to Alia more-often-than-not calling her here to discuss matters of varying importance, she immediately assumes a kneeling position with her head pointed downwards. She pauses in thought, before answering her benefactor in a, perhaps, overbearingly professional tone.
"However and in whatever way you see fit, Matron."

Then come the points of her failure, causing Antiquaria to wince.
"Th-that is correct, Matron, as you always are..."
She rises, following Alia's instructions, and moves to the changing area. The towels, however, no matter how she looks at them, are too small, only just covering her privates. Not wanting to delay any further, she takes a deep breath, removes her clothes, and dons a towel that barely conceals her nethers. With an arm covering her chest and the other holding down the bottom trim of the towel, Antiquaria walks over to enter the pool of fragrant, steamy water. She cautiously sits down across from Alia, only sneaking a glance at her Matron.

It's rather embarrassing to be this close in such an intimate setting, if her flushed cheeks and fidgeting is anything to go by.
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>While Antiquaria is too timid to take a good look at Alia, the eel woman has no such qualms. Even through her blindfold the glowing eyes and lingering gaze make it clear that she's appraising the girl as she makes her way into the water.

"Good girl.~ You're so tense. Just relax and let the warmth calm you."

>A moment passes before she moves, giving the hunter some time to adjust and appreciate the springs. Her tail playfully slides against Antiquaria as she shifts her body, similar to a game of footsie. She sits up a little to better address her guest. As she does her breasts surface enough to show off some cleavage, but not enough to expose her nipples. Those are still a blur beneath the water line.

"Now to be clear, you aren't in any trouble. I'm not chastising you or anything. Actually, I'm rewarding you. Knowing when to run is an important skill, and one I highly value. I care about my people. If you can't handle a situation, getting out of there is the right choice. Good job.~"

>Her smile is real as she hands out the praise.

"No, you're here for some constructive criticism. Tell me what you've uncovered so far, and then tell me what you were feeling in that moment that had you reacting so strongly. We'll work through it together so that you're better prepared for the next time. Communication is key."
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>>81011113
Valentine's Day?! Oh boy, sign me up!
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Antiquaria's ears turn red from the compliment, a bashful grin making itself known on her face.
"Th-thank you... Matron."
Her calf being grazed startles her, her knee briefly surfacing, until she somewhat relaxes.

Having been complimented more, Antiquaria responds with her own beaming smile. Perhaps this is why she always looks forward to meeting her boss. With the change of topic, she nods in the affirmative.
"Yes, exactly. What I've found so far are patterns regarding the thefts and found where they happen most. They all happen at night and the succubus'... r-regular is a guard who was attacked. He had bites all over him and was a crying mess, apparently."
After clearing her throat, she continues.
"She said that to me a-and all she did was smell me and figure out I was a v-virgin from that alone! Then... then she tried s-seducing me! I didn't want to cause an even bigger scene by using my weapon. It's not like she hurt me, so using it didn't feel appropriate... But she was scary and way too f-forward! She didn't even ask for a price, so I just knew she was up to no good!"
By now, Antiquaria is rubbing her thighs together in the pool, making small waves, entirely unaware of that fact and her excitement.
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>Listening intently, she focuses on Antiquaria's body language as she speaks.

"Hmm, nighttime and bite marks... My first guess with just that would be a vampire, but it's best not to jump to conclusions. There are plenty of nocturnal spirits of a bestial sort that could be responsible."

>Nodding along at the account of the events, she gives her take on the encounter.

"It was the right call to not draw your weapon. Not because she didn't hurt you, but because it was a public area with active security. Maybe we should invest in a backup weapon or some special training to help you when you can't use your magitakt. That said, nonlethal magic would have been appropriate had you been able to cast it without complication. In this world, unwanted seduction like that can be a form of attack. Especially when it's done by a spirit that can wield magic like a succubus. She may have been the common kind incapable of full on mind control, but that doesn't mean there wasn't more to her attempt."

>She pauses to take another sip of her tea.

"As for the virginity thing, they can just do that. They feed off of sex, and a virgin of your age would be an exquisite delicacy for them. So rare in fact that I'd wager they've never encountered one before. You need to understand, the cultural norms here are very different from what you were used to. Sexuality and pleasure are common. Still valuable, but certainly not rare. It's an expected part of society. You won't be able to survive here if you can't adapt. I had hoped that your tendencies meant that you'd fit right in, but I see now that your wealth of experience with self pleasure stems from an insecurity when dealing with others in that manner."

>A swish of her tail has it brush up against Antiquaria again.

"I'd like to give you a little lesson. It'll help you become familiar with what you lack. A little confidence building exercise. I have no intention of forcing you, but trust me you're going to need it."
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Antiquaria appears rather proud of herself to have been thinking so identically to who she sees as her superior, both in mind and rank.
"That's what I was thinking as well: if not a Vampire, then some manner of nocturnal being."

A look of contemplative concern crosses her face.
"Succubi are even more fearsome than I imagined... I will look into some options, even wares, maybe. I might accrue some debt, but I will be sure to pay my dues in a timely manner if it comes down to that."

Antiquaria feels shame at the mention of her weakness.
"I-I know... I also h-hoped that I would get used to all of-" she gestures broadly, "this."
She fidgets with lock of her hair.
"You have always known what's best for me a-and I want to pay you back for all that you have done for me, so... there's no good reason for me to decline, right? You've taught me lots already; another lesson won't hurt."
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Given the assumption a priori, that is that we take those principles that must be for it to exist — those fundamental elements such as having the quality of being within a period of time that is nonzero in length from which follows the induction of causation; to be at any given time implies a beginning, and a beginning is produced from some cause as a beginning is itself an effect from some source that is not absolutely equal to the object itself, and thus it maintains necessarily a connection to time by way of existing within some order of events and thus is effect and may be also cause; similarly that as an object and not an element of metaphysics — which, itself, is little more than the linguistic trifling of such elements and that innate inability to communicate under the manner of actual meaning, even if what is said is innately understood in a logical equivalence; the particles of thought are simply tricked via linguistic complexity into a state of pseudo-incongruence, which despite the prior state we come to a bump because this is both an examination of the elements a priori and a posteriori that, even if I disagree, can be parceled into metaphysics, though of that I deny such a field from the analytical discipline of the various axioms of linguistic communication, and thereby the foibles of logic that allows it to persist despite the firld being made baseless, but I approach here in the epistemological point of necessary knowledges of existence — must too have some element of form, and we induct from that a necessity for the qualities of space; extending from the prior qualities, qualities that are true at all times by an analytic standard — we can focus on the bird a posteriori, and by which manners of synthetic knowledge and judgements that can be made through observation after the elements of its existence are universalized; following such an investigation, it is found that the bird contains not flesh and bone but batteries and sprockets — it is not real.
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"Good, good. In that case Dear, let's begin."

>Gliding gently through the water to approach her student, Alia stops in front of her student with her chest fully out of the water. Anything below her waist is still submerged.

"For the duration of this lesson you are forbidden from touching yourself. And I don't just mean with your hands, so stop grinding your thighs like you've been doing too. If I deem that you should be touched, I'll do it myself. Your focus should be on ME. Starting off with these."

>She takes hold of one of her breasts in each hand and kneads them together suggestively.

"I want you to take the initiative. Work up your courage and place your hands on me. And talk to me about what you're feeling. If you're nervous, tell me. If you're turned on, tell me. If you want to do unspeakable things to me, well then give me all the juicy details.~ Whatever comes to mind. Remember, communication!"
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Antiquaria seems determined, but that determination quickly disappears when Alia's breasts completely surface with her coming closer. The agent's first instinct is to shy away, though she forces herself to stay put. The red in her cheeks spreads to the rest of her face, the warmth almost making her feel dizzy.
"M-mental conditioning... I'll t-try my b-best...!"

She hesitantly places her shaking hands on the eel woman's supple, yet slimy mammaries. Despite the heat, Antiquaria's hands are a bit cooler than they should when they were in the bath. With a trembling voice, she responds.
"Y-yes I a-am a-and I w-want a... hug? Um, p-please?"
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>Alia hums as her ample bosom is shown some attention.

"Take your time Dear, there's no rush. And there's nothing to be afraid of either. Just relax and try to enjoy yourself."

>It was obvious that Antiquaria was anxious. More so than she had originally anticipated. But she was trying.

"Oh Honey, all you had to do was ask.~ Let Mother's embrace soothe you."

>She slowly but firmly pulls Antiquaria closer with both her hands and tail. Pulls her right into her bust that is. The nervous hunter's face is now planted directly against Alia's soft, squishy assets. She strokes Antiquaria's head and coos in her ear.

"I'll hold you for as long as you need.~"
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Antiquaria nods, but truth be told, it's hard for her to relax when she's currently palming another woman's breasts. She gasps upon being pulled into the eel-lamia's bosom, before inhaling deeply, the tension visibly leaving her body.
"Y-you do smell nice..." she sighs.

After a long, tender moment, Antiquaria looks up as best as she can at Alia without moving her head.
"Um, th-thank you. I think I'm ready to try again. What would you like me to do now?"
She says this, yet isn't moving in the slightest, the degree of her comfort quite clear.
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>The Matron seems content with the hug, clearly enjoying this kind of intimate contact. She almost seems reluctant to pull herself away when Antiquaria gives the go ahead. Before she removes herself from the hug, she leans down and kisses her ward on the cheek. She chuckles softly.

"I think you quite like my breasts, don't you?~ I'd be happy to let you keep playing with them, but for now we're going to switch to a different exercise. It's simple enough. I want to see you. Stand up out of the water and strike a pose. It doesn't matter what it is, so long as it's suitably indecent. Puff out your chest, wave your erection in my face, or bend over and spread your legs. You have a wonderful body and you need to be more confident in it being seen. Really I'm surprised this is a problem considering the outfit you wore into the city, but I saw how bashful you were when first getting into the pool."

>She shakes her head at the thought.

"So I'm giving you a safe environment to really show off. I'm interested to see just what you choose to show me.~"
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Antiquaria mumbles, "Yes," and sits up straight.
Alia's lewd command shocks her, however gentle it was put. Before she has time to mull over her choices, she's then hit with an, albeit fair, assumption based on her lust-provoking apparel.
"I-it's basically cosplay! I'm not saying that I'm o-open like *that*!" she exclaims defensively.

Antiquaria takes a deep breath.
"W-whatever..."
She takes a bit to consider her options before standing up. Sure, her Matron might like her chest, though it's not nearly as nice as the one she had the pleasure of having her head against just a moment ago. Her erection? No! That's much too embarrassing! The third and final would allow her to not face Alia directly, while still satisfying her condition, doesn't it?
'Baby steps,' Antiquaria thinks to herself.

After standing up and bending down to a 90-degree angle in a single, fluid movement, displacing most of the petals on her side of the bath in the process, she then places a hand on her ass and the other to her lower lips, spreading them. Inner and outer moisture collect to ensure a steady drip to join the pool below. Her clit, turned into a dick from trying to cast a spell far above her skill level, stands turgid against her belly, throbbing lightly in tune to her beating heart.

Slowly, Antiquaria tilts her head towards the eel-woman, and gives an awkward wink.
"H-h-how's th-this?" she asks, voice cracking partway through.
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"Oh? Now that might be an important detail. Could you explain the difference between what you perceive as cosplay and what you don't? It's still you wearing it either way. Where do you draw the line? You wore it just fine into one of the most crowded areas of the city. How many people do you think saw you? It's not a particularly unusual outfit here, but I'm sure you still drew plenty of lascivious stares."

>Stares much like the one Alia gave Anitiquaria as she took her chosen position. She eyed her up and down without a second thought.

"Mmm, you're doing great Honey.~ So you chose to emphasize your original genitals? I suppose you're most comfortable with what you've had your whole life. I'd thought you might have become overly fixated on your new equipment."

>Her face moves closer, as if to inspect in greater detail. Hands find their way to Anitquaria's thighs and begin to massage them. Breath cooler than the surrounding air can be felt brushing up against the hunter's exposed nethers.

"So, how do you feel right now? Any particular thoughts running through that pretty little head of yours?"
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Antiquaria gives a simple shake of her head.
"It's because that it's not particularly unusual that I blend in so well. And what makes it close to cosplay is... like a theme, isn't it? If you dress up like that for your job, which I do, it's kind of different!"

Her shy expression melts into a warm smile, while she shifts her weight between each leg.
"Th-thank you. And yes, I am, even if I did come to like my new, um, th-thing."

The agent gasps, clenching her hands, knuckles turning white. It takes a moment, but she tries loosening up.
"W-warm. Very warm. I-I'm currently thinking about what might be next for this special training. A-and thank you for the compliment..."
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"Already thinking about what's next? Your imagination must be running wild. As for me, I'm currently thinking of giving you quite the unchaste kiss down here. You look like a delicious treat to my eyes. Alas, it's not meant to be. At least not this time. You're always welcome if you decide you need more tutelage, but I have different plans for today."

>Mirroring the previous peck on the cheek she had given her student, Alia plants another on one of the cheeks currently in front of her. Turning away, she slithers her way out of the pool. The eel spirit takes a seat on the edge of the wooden floor and uses a towel to cover her lap, conveniently blocking where her own privates were presumably placed.

"Unfortunately, I'm a busy woman. I want to make sure that we have plenty of time for this last bit, so we're moving on to the final stage of the lesson. It should be pretty easy for you. All you have to do is come here and enjoy Mother's lap pillow."
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Antiquaria shudders in an excitement for what's to come... and then not at all what she was expecting. She gives a dejected sigh, until the kiss, which startles her. She inadvertently falls forward, but catches the lip of the pool with her palm.
"Aww-"
After realizing what that had implied, Antiquaria is quick to cover mouth.
"Sorry..." she says, slightly muffled.

Getting up, she turns around and walks slowly through the water. Once near Alia, she sits back down, back facing the eel-Lamia, before leaning her head back and into the towel-covered lap. Antiquaria peers up at Alia with an almost resigned look.
"Should I stop with the poor attempt at professionalism and just call you Mother? Honestly, it felt like I was forcing it the entire time..."
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"Oh my~ You were almost honest for a second there."

>Patting her lap as Antiquaria approaches, she beams down at her once she was in place.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, but I think you're warming up to the idea. You might even be calling me Mommy here soon.~ Just close your eyes and relax while I take care of things."

>Once Anitquaria had complied, she could feel that Alia was doing something with her arms. A soft squelching sound could be heard as she worked. Leaning down, she presses one of her nipples to Antiquaria's lips.

"You liked my breasts so much earlier, here's your chance to get better acquainted with them. Do what comes naturally. It will feel good for both of us... Good girl.~ I think it's time to reward you for doing so well today."

>The prize she had won was quickly revealed as her cock was tenderly enveloped in what felt to be a warm and well lubed onahole. Alia had begun using a toy to stroke her off with a slow but steady rhythm!
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>Given the foxtwins have their own vixens partners for valentines (Cassandra+Iris), no public use/sex events or genderswapping
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Given the broad nature of what Love Nectar covers, when combined with other choices like Flavor Flav and the various Clean options, would it stand to reason that elements like scent/taste carry some element of Love Nectar with them? Would one's scent also carry the drug-like qualities of the nectar in addition to the more direct routes?
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Antiquaria pouts, grumbling.
"I-I've been honest..."
Her eyes widen, as she briefly considers doing so to her own surprise. She tries, and fails, to make a poker face, while replying curtly with, "Maybe."

Antiquaria gasps, inadvertently granting entrance to Alia's teat. It then takes a great deal of effort to prevent her jaw from clenching when her dick is enveloped by the sex toy. Near-instantly, her hips buck. She has many questions, like why her Matron is in possession of such a thing, but the desire to speak isn't nearly as strong as the desire to continue. Her sharp moans are muffled by her suckling. Antiquaria always loved how her Matron smelled, yet had not imagined that she could taste just as good. Her tongue rapidly swirls against the eel-woman's areola, a new desire begins to slowly surface: to drink milk. Although she thinks it unlikely, her hope remains. Perhaps later?

With her affectionate superior giving what the agent sees as undeserved, yet heartfelt kindness, the urge to embrace is strong. Antiquaria brings her arms to Alia's back and rests them there, before stroking her Matron's back. She wants to reciprocate even a modicum of the attention received, even if the position makes it difficult.
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>Faint squeaks of pleasure escape her throat as the nursing begins in earnest. Her excitement is clear as her breathing and heartbeat accelerate, audible thanks to Antiquaria's proximity to her chest.

"So eager.~ I felt that outright taking your virginity in this lesson would have been a tad too stimulating, and if I were taking it I'd want it to be you choosing to give it to me. So I acquired one of these toys to use instead. I even lubed it up with the slime from my own body. I'm glad you like it."

>Alia's free hand nudges one of the arms hugging her away. Instead she takes it hand in hand, fingers interlocking intimately.

"If you really want to make me happy, keep working your mouth and use your other hand to stimulate the other nipple. They're my favorite place to play with. I can orgasm from just them alone, and I often do. It will be obvious when it happens as they lactate during climax, so be prepared to taste Mother's milk.~ I'll try to match it to yours, so you better do your best to hold it until then."

>The woman takes great care to control the pace of her stroking, paying attention to every little detail about Antiquaria's condition and shifting the speed when appropriate.
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Antiquaria pauses her suckling. She hadn't realized that her virginity being taken was an option. Is it even something she wanted to keep? If so, for how long could it be kept? Were she to meet those succubi in greater numbers or equally-horny assailants stronger than her that would rather use physical force, what could she do? Perhaps it would be better for someone close to her, someone much gentler than the average lust-addled fiend she will no doubt come across, to do so. She feels this good already, so how much better would it feel to have *real* sex?

Having stopped sucking for too long, she realizes, Antiquaria resumes, rubbing her tongue to-and-fro against Alia's bud. Her own fingers reciprocate, pressing the palms together more tightly.
"Mhm," she responds, only really being able to hum a response with her mouth occupied.

For someone having as much masturbatory experience as she does, Antiquaria is not holding out well. It is an order of magnitude more intense than what she is used to, due in part to her overall lack of experience with her masculine genitalia. She gives an erratic series of hums to indicate that she is close, but whether Alia can understand her, she can only guess.
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>Alia wasn't lying when she said that her tits were her favorite. Between the hungry maw and her fetishes being satisfied, she was quickly approaching her limit. Since both of them were on the edge, it wouldn't be too much longer. It was the vibration from Antiquaria's humming that set her off. Her usual decorum was gone as she gave in to the pleasure.

"MMF! Mommy's cumming! Cum for me Dear! Let it all out!"

>The Matron's grip on Antiquaria's hand and cock tighten. Her previously sedate pace with the handjob is replaced by a rapid staccato of shallow, fast strokes squeezing Antiquaria's sensitive tip. As promised, spurts of milk splash into the hunter's mouth as Alia's body shudders from her ecstasy.
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Choose your companion for your next quest.

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Dibs on LET'S GAMING.
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I shall protecc 140cm of ANGEREY with my life.
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Rabi smiles upon thee. I hope you like post-game dungeon grinds.

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I'm glad someone will. A path of terrible misfortune would befall her otherwise.
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Antiquaria, on queue, lets go. With a second buck of her hips, she wholly hilts the onahole. A moan follows and within that instant, she climaxes. Masturbation solo is hardly comparable to the pleasure she feels in this moment. The sex toy is already oozing both slime and semen down, over her mound. Antiquaria's inner walls clamp down on nothing, but spasms regardless, more of her fluids dripping into the bath. Her legs begin to tremble from being in an extended position for so long and slowly lower into the water.

Meanwhile, the agent's mouth is eagerly and forcefully suckling away at the teat trapped within, desperate to deservedly quench its thirst. Her ragged breathing is intermittently broken by satisfied moans that vibrate the eel-Lamia's breast.

Contently, she sighs, before releasing Alia's nipple.
"That was amazing...!"
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>>81131490
"Good girl, good girl.~"

>As Alia's own orgasm subsides, her shivering calms and all of the tension in her body seems to flow out. Her breasts still leak, but only a subdued drip rather than the eruption from before.

"It was, wasn't it? I'd be happy to do it again next time. Or maybe by then you'll be craving something more.~ I know what I'm craving right now. You drank mine, so it's only fair that I drink yours."

>She pulls the creamed toy off of Anitquaria's member and brings it to her mouth. Opening wide, her tongue licks the oozing entrance before plunging inside. She gives the thing a squeeze to force out the contents. With the indecent sounds she makes you'd think she was tasting gourmet food.

"So good!"

>Finishing up her treat, she puts the onahole down.

"You know, these toys come in all kinds of fancy models nowadays. They've got portal holes leading straight to contracted succubi that you can get. Obviously I wasn't going to get that for you. The generic variety of portal holes are very popular with girls like you though. I'm sure you can figure out why. Hmm, I'll think about getting you one as a gift if you finish this job up well. Speaking of, I have to get back to work soon. I'd love to cuddle and pamper you some, but I've got no time. Your regular room is ready for you if you need a moment to recollect yourself after all that. Toodles!"

>She gives one last smooch on the hunter's forehead before she's out the door.

(Karma to 4. Advantage to 3. 5 time slots remaining in day 1.)
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Office Lady Type, please.

We shall abandon the quest to play minesweeper and solitaire together.
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What types of magical collars have you found? Any unique examples other than the typical enslavement collars?
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sensation linking ones have worked out really well



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