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I wanted to ask for recommendations because, while Baka's defeat is functioning perfectly for me right now, I really want to emphasize group animations. if there are 5p available it should play a 5p animation, and then it goes down from there. I really like gangbangs and Baka's defeat isn't super consistent with them so I wanted to ask if someone knew which defeat was best for that. I'm considering trying Naked Defeat, if I can turn all the nonsense off, then I hear it's consistent with group animations! random defeat screenshot included as appreciation. Thank you!
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ZomboRut is a NSFW framework mod for Project Zomboid Build 42, picking up where ZomboWin left off. Standalone — don't run it next to ZomboLewd or ZomboWin, they'll fight. Started this as a B42 port of ZomboWin and ended up rebuilding most of it from scratch. The scene system, surrender mechanic, paired animations, and Defeat scenes are all new for B42. The 1.1.4 Update. MIGHT CONTAIN BUGS. NOT FULLY TESTED. BACK UP SAVE FILES. [Download ZomboRut 1.1.4] ZomboRut-1.1.4.zip What's new The main thing is surrender(Default G button, K in newer versions). When you're cornered and you know it's over, you can give in. Friendly bandits get an Ask for Sex menu — consent flow with proper interactions. ( No friendly animations Yet, will add soon). On top of the scene framework: hygiene mood loop, defeat sickness with sandbox-configurable severity, clothing strip during scenes, plus a full pass on the trait system. Single mod — no separate Defeat add-on like ZomboWin. Things to note Should work with most mods. If you find any let me know, will try to fix from my side. Mods affecting moving corpses will conflict. Bandits are not tested much and a bit janky. To Show support for the mod development check out my Patreon . Nothing is gated under it. Mod is Free. I'm down to take requests, such is animation, gameplay etc... from members. [Download ZomboRut] ZomboRut-1.0.zip [Download Male Model] ZomboRut Male Model-1.2.zip Installation Download and unarchive the file. Drop the ZomboRut folder into your Zomboid mods directory. The final path should look like: C:\Users\<yourUsername>\Zomboid\mods\ZomboRut\42 Launch the game and enable ZomboRut in the Mods menu before loading or starting a save. Updating from an older version (recommended) Go to C:\Users\<yourUsername>\Zomboid\mods\ and delete the old ZomboRut folder entirely — don't merge on top. Download and unarchive the new file. Drop the new ZomboRut folder into the same mods directory. Launch the game. ZomboRut should already be enabled from before; if not, re-enable it in the Mods menu before loading the save. Recommended (mods) Male model + texture replacer — animations were authored against DDetrix's male model, so that one fits the rig best. Bandits (Steam Workshop) — enables the friendly consent flow and hostile-bandit surrender scenes. ZomboRut works without it, but you'll miss a chunk of the content. Mod Options (Steam Workshop) — in-game toggles for the main feature categories. Without it, B42's native sandbox options still cover everything. Moodle Framework (Steam Workshop) — body-count moodle popup. The count still tracks without it, you just don't see the moodle UI. ONLY FOR 1.1.4 version of ZomboRut. Get the Latest Being Female. Wont Work With 1.0 version of ZomboRut **What's next** The "what's next" are out dated. Too much stuff to keep track of in here. Currently working on scenario-specific animations. New improved auto defeat mechanic tied to PC state physical as well as mental. ( Done in 1.1.4 version) Fine tuning current animations. ( Done in 1.1.4 version, added variants of animations depending on state) Sounds. Since we use player character voices, its possible to just mode a different voice, which will have moans etc, and use that for our scenes. More coming: extra Defeat scenes, additional traits, ongoing polish. Updates land here on LoversLab when they're stable. I do have a roadmap in my head, but i would rather see what community thinks, what it needs before comiting into it. Let me know. Drop into the Discord for the latest, bug reports, screenshots, and chat. No Multiplayer for now. Discord invite. Credits to Jaivodents, QueuedResonance — original ZomboLewd SolarEdge — ZomboWin Yonchi, Blabla012345, Nominal — solo animations Stan — textures DoomTero — ZomboRut B42 8BitRizz — Mod Icon, Mod Thumbnail Permissions: No forking, repackaging, reuploading, or ripping code/animations/sounds into other mods without permission. Compatibility patches that hook in without modifying my files are fine, as are bug reports, feedback, and streaming. For any reuse, message me here first.
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Captive Player View File Become a captive sex slave, locked in bondage and contraptions along with your followers. There are many scenes of captivity available, using the same captive locations as in Captive Followers. What happens when you are captive? You will be robbed and used as a sex slave. What's New in Version 1.7: A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.1. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.5. Description: Your captors will lock you up in bondage furniture and restraints. There are only two options available to you, when restrained. You can either wait using your default wait key, usually 'T', or struggle using 'V' or whatever key you define in Captive Player MCM. When talked to, you can be defiant and blow off your captors which could make them aggressive, or you can be a submissive sex slave and please them consensually, which will make your captors more likely to treat you well. Being defiant increases your resolve and chance to escape, but is risky because your followers won't treat you well and your fate will be miserable if you don't escape. Being submissive lowers your resolve to escape, but it could be the best option if there are many captors around you and your chances of escaping alive are low. What are the possible outcomes of captivity? 1. If you successfully struggle, you will become an escapee and your captors will become hostile. In this event, you have an option to mobilize your followers by clicking on them to free them from captivity, so you can fight your captors along with them. Or you can run for it in hopes of exiting the cave or dungeon, wherever you are held captive. If you are defeated while escaping, you will be killed or your fate will be decided by a defeat mod, if you have it installed. 2. If you don't escape, your captors will decide your fate. You will suffer a permanent penalty, losing one of your stats by a small amount. If you were a submissive sex slave, the penalty will be milder and your captors could let you go. Otherwise they could send you again to Simple Slavery, or prison. Overall, whichever outcome happens, it's always better to escape without getting killed, if possible. How many captive locations are available? The player has less captive locations available than followers, because some locations require a quest to start or don't have a valid exit if located within a dungeon. Overall, there should be 80+ locations where player can be held captive, if optional captive follower mods are installed. Without the optional mods, 50+ captive locations should be available. Also, if more than 200 followers are held captive, the available captive locations for player will start to decrease as locations become full and can hold no more captives. However, in this case, starting a new game would randomnize the locations where followers are held making some locations available that were not available in the previous game. Can you play this mod as male player? Yes, sure. I haven't tested much using this option, but there is no requirement that your character is female. The main difference is that if playing as male, only females will approach you for sex. There will be a lot less sex animations available and less devious devices your male character can equip. Can you play this mod without sex? Yes, but there will be fewer options for you and your captors. Your only option will be to struggle and escape, and for them to kill you if you try to escape. Required Mods: ------------------------------------ The following mods are required: Captive Followers (version 2.4) Open Animation Replacer Captive Player won't load unless Captive Followers version 2.0 or a later version, and all its requirements are installed. You don't need to actually make your followers captive, but the mod must be loaded, even if it is not used to restrain followers. Also, you need to run FNIS or Pandora after installation. Recommended Mods: ------------------------------------ SexLab Billyy's SLAL Animations Anub's Animation Dump (REBORN) Nibbles SLAL Animations Baka SLAL Animations Leito SLAL Animations Nymra Forced Foreplay SLAL Pack If you don't have SexLab, you will miss out on a lot of content when captive. Specifically, you won't see any aggressive sex animations and also a bunch of consensual sex animations will not be available. Captive Player uses the same sex animations as Captive Followers, defined in the JSON config. Devious Devices NG It's strongly recommended to have devious devices installed when captive, because captors can equip devices on you and lock you in contraptions, making escape more interesting and challenging. Simple Slavery++ Simple Slavery++ version 6.3.26 or later is needed to become captive. Otherwise, without it, your only option of becoming captive is by starting the game as captive or by getting defeated through Acheron. Acheron You could be defeated and taken captive, if you have Acheron installed. More Nasty Critters Special/Anniversary Edition V16 MNC is needed so humanoid creatures can have sex with captives, if for example you are held captive by draugr or skeletons. Captive Start Alternate Start- Live Another Life Download Captive Start from the mod files along with Alternate Start to start a new game as captive. Nerfed Followers Followers get injured, defeated, and taken captive Gunslicer Animations All in One OAR Bleedout animations Bimbos of Skyrim Followers and player may gain corruption when captive. YPS Immersive Fashion KS Hairdos SSE KS Hairdos - HDT SMP Xing HDT-SMP Hair Install YPS and hairstyles so captors can change the player's hairstyle. SlaveTats NG Rape Tattoos Continued Fade Tattoos Continued Captive player will have slave tattoos if SlaveTats NG and RapeTattoos are installed. Optional Mods: ------------------------------------ SLSO Captor orgasms or lack of them during sex influence how they behave. OSL Aroused OSL Aroused or another SexLab arousal mod is recommended. Arousal drugs are used by captors. If there is no arousal mod installed, their effect will be diminished. Prison Overhaul Patched You could be sent to prison from Captive Player, using Prison Overhaul Patched, if it's installed. Bruiser Lets you learn hand to hand combat, which is useful when fighting your way out of sticky captive situations. Bella Voice DBVO Voice for the female Dragonborn. OStim Billyy's animations for Ostim Standalone Anub's animations for Ostim Standalone OStim can be used together with SexLab, but only for consensual captive sex scenes. If using OStim, in Ostim Standalone MCM, you will need to uncheck "Intended gender only" under Gender Roles, and also uncheck "Disable Scaling" under Alignment There are only two ways to become captive right now. Either you can start a new game as captive by installing Captive Start and taking to the statue in Alternate Start, or you can become captive, by coming in from Simple Slavery++ auction at any point of the game. If using Alternate start, you should only become captive after SexLab has been installed along with SLAL animations, and your followers have been restrained, if you are restraining followers. How to start a new game as captive, along with your followers: ------------------------------------ 1) Start a new game, and wait a minute or so for all the mods to load, including Captive Followers, Captive Start, and Captive Player 2) Open MCM, install SexLab, configure creatures if using MNC, and registar the SLAL animations 3) While the SLAL animations are registering, talk to the statue and choose "I am a slave, my followers are captive". Warning: Choosing this option will automatically start restraining all your followers, but that's what we want, to be captive alongside them. If you need to make changes to the Captive Followers MCM, do that before talking to the statue. If the dialogue option is not availabe, it means the Captive Followers script is still initializing, and you need to wait a little more. 4) Configure the rest of your MCM, manually or using MCM recorder if you have it installed. 5) Click on the bed, you will be taken to the auction cell in Simple Slavery. 6) In the auction hall cell, start the auction only after all your followers have been restrained. How to start a new game as captive, along with your followers, without SimpleSlavery++ ------------------------------------ Same as above except in step 3 use the Captive Followers MCM to restrain your followers. Then choose "I am held captive" when talking to the statue, wait for the followers to finish restraining, and click on the bed. How to start a new game as captive, without restraining your followers: ------------------------------------ Same as above except in step 3 choose "I am held captive". You can restrain your followers at any time after becoming captive, using the MCM. What's New in Version 1.6 What's New in Version 1.5 What's New in Version 1.4 What's New in Version 1.3 A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.1. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.2. What's New in Version 1.2 A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.1. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.1. What's New in Version 1.1 A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.0. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.0. Tha main change in this version is the option of being taken captive if defeated through Acheron. What's New in Version 1.0.4 Submitter darkdesires04 Submitted 08/02/25 Category Adult Mods Requirements Regular Edition Compatible Install Instructions
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Player Death Aftermath (PDA) View File This mod contains Gore/Decapitation, Necrophilia, and overall quite brutal stuffs. Do not use this mod if you are not comfortable with those contents. Have you ever wondered why the bandits in Skyrim just ignore the fallen dragonborn when they have successfully killed the dragonborn in battle? All the trash talking about robbing the dragonborn from their corpse, mounting their head on their wall, etc. but not doing exactly that. Do you want a mod to make the bandits, and other enemies to actually celebrate and take their spoils of battle? Or do you want to see the aftermath story of the proud and powerful dragonborn, killed (or executed) and turned into nothing more than just an entertainment, a sex toy, or a merchandise to sell? Well, good news, this mod is for you. Features Aftermath stories/scenarios involving Female players who fell in combat Technically should works for any gender, but it may feels weird. This mod is made for Female character in mind. Necrophilia, Decapitation, Execution, Deadly Decoration, and more to come. Almost fully customizable with MCM menu Fully automated, no need for player interaction after death. Apart from: Clicking OK for Narration Message Boxes if Narration is turned on Selecting the story/scenario if Curator Mode is turned on Multiple monologues and branching stories So it does not feel repetitive or boring Follower integration. Not supported in all scenes. How to use/install the mod Install this mod and it's requirements (and the requirements' requirements) Run FNIS Find some bandit (or other handled factions) Die Updating the mod If you are updating from previous version, a clean save is preferred to avoid many issues: Disable the mod Load the game If the save game is corrupted, Follow this guide. Save and quit the game. Install the new version Also run FNIS again just to make sure. Enemies Groups/Factions Handled The list is getting long so Spoiler it is: Hard Requirements Soft Requirements Known Patches Recommended Mods Known Mods Compatibility Possible Issues and Solutions Uninstallation Should be safe to uninstall mid game. At least, no visible issues from testing. However, if you wish to uninstall SLPGN, it cannot be uninstalled normally. Follow this guide to uninstall SLPGN Have any suggestions? Let me know in the Support/Comment section if you have anything to suggest. Don't be afraid to give suggestions, I won't bite. Credits and Acknowledgements Pamatronic Their amazing Prison Alternative mods are the inspiration for this mod, and also the sources from which I learn how to make this mod. FoxinTale (and the original SLPGN creator) For creating and maintaining the current SLPGN mod, from which I initially learn how to mod Skyrim mods and then decided to make my own mod. SoggyToast For the amazing outfits and poses for the decorations SexLab For existing. Really. It is still a great framework and well made, and this mod definitely won't be here without it. The Beta Testers The various volunteer testers who helped and motivated me in the private/closed beta development of this mod If you like my work, feel free to support me on Patreon And also consider joining my Discord community for more frequents updates and better support. Afterwords This idea to make this mod was first came when I was using Pama's Prison Alternative mod. While it is really, really great mod to have, the problem I find is that I find it very rare for the player to get thrown into Jail, except on purpose. Then I think about which scenario is more likely to happen to players that can start this mod, and thus I remember SLPGN which I can combine. So then the idea is to have Prison Alternative's bad end stories combined with SLPGN death in combat necro. Now, I just need some cover images and learn how to use AI voice to fill in the monologues. And perhaps find a better name for this mod. And now for a bit of rant...? While the mod was developed quite rapidly at first, it has now slowed down quite significantly due to my irl issues and generally lack of motivation. So, expect slower updates. I am now thinking of opening a Patreon to help me get motivated to keep developing this and future mods. Do not worry, there wont by any paywall, EVER. My mods will always be free. Planned for subscribers to have benefits such as early access, and perhaps Discord, if I ever make one. I also have an Idea for another mod, and as usual themed around bad ends and necrophilia as well. So, yeah, tell me if you guys think it is a good idea to make Patreon or not. I kinda want to wait first and see if the mod is good enough to warrant having Patreon (or any other platforms) set up or not. Patreon is up: https://www.patreon.com/LittleWhiteNeko And lastly, this goes without saying, Please do not replicate this in real life. Keep it virtual. Submitter LittleWhiteNeko Submitted 08/09/24 Category Adult Mods Requirements Powerofthree Papyrus Extender, ConsoleUtil SSE, SoggyToast Poses, SoggyToast Guro Outfit, Pama Deadly Furnitures Regular Edition Compatible No Install Instructions -
Looking for good modlists. What are your recomended NSFW modlists? What are the ones with Beastilaity and Monsters? Im not sure what to look for to tell if ones include monsters and creatures? Masterstroke is the only modlists it seems like with any creature mods. Is that correct? What are the newer and more high quality ones? Has anything changed in recent years? (Been a while for me) -
Basicly title. Ive been using Practical Defeat Reanimated but its not very reliable for starting creature animations, so i ask what is a good alternativ? Mainly looking for the option to have my Character be Raped by NPC and Creatures and sold into slavery. -
As the Title says, any mods like that or can connect/combine to other defeat mods? -
So when it comes to being defeated and taken advantage of what’s the go to mod for that
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Become a captive sex slave, locked in bondage and contraptions along with your followers. There are many scenes of captivity available, using the same captive locations as in Captive Followers. What happens when you are captive? You will be robbed and used as a sex slave. What's New in Version 1.4: A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.1. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.3. Description: Your captors will lock you up in bondage furniture and restraints. There are only two options available to you, when restrained. You can either wait using your default wait key, usually 'T', or struggle using 'V' or whatever key you define in Captive Player MCM. When talked to, you can be defiant and blow off your captors which could make them aggressive, or you can be a submissive sex slave and please them consensually, which will make your captors more likely to treat you well. Being defiant increases your resolve and chance to escape, but is risky because your followers won't treat you well and your fate will be miserable if you don't escape. Being submissive lowers your resolve to escape, but it could be the best option if there are many captors around you and your chances of escaping alive are low. What are the possible outcomes of captivity? 1. If you successfully struggle, you will become an escapee and your captors will become hostile. In this event, you have an option to mobilize your followers by clicking on them to free them from captivity, so you can fight your captors along with them. Or you can run for it in hopes of exiting the cave or dungeon, wherever you are held captive. If you are defeated while escaping, you will be killed or your fate will be decided by a defeat mod, if you have it installed. 2. If you don't escape, your captors will decide your fate. You will suffer a permanent penalty, losing one of your stats by a small amount. If you were a submissive sex slave, the penalty will be milder and your captors could let you go. Otherwise they could send you again to Simple Slavery, or prison. Overall, whichever outcome happens, it's always better to escape without getting killed, if possible. How many captive locations are available? The player has less captive locations available than followers, because some locations require a quest to start or don't have a valid exit if located within a dungeon. Overall, there should be 80+ locations where player can be held captive, if optional captive follower mods are installed. Without the optional mods, 50+ captive locations should be available. Also, if more than 200 followers are held captive, the available captive locations for player will start to decrease as locations become full and can hold no more captives. However, in this case, starting a new game would randomnize the locations where followers are held making some locations available that were not available in the previous game. Can you play this mod as male player? Yes, sure. I haven't tested much using this option, but there is no requirement that your character is female. The main difference is that if playing as male, only females will approach you for sex. There will be a lot less sex animations available and less devious devices your male character can equip. Can you play this mod without sex? Yes, but there will be fewer options for you and your captors. Your only option will be to struggle and escape, and for them to kill you if you try to escape. Required Mods: ------------------------------------ The following mods are required: Captive Followers Open Animation Replacer Captive Player won't load unless Captive Followers version 2.0 or a later version, and all its requirements are installed. You don't need to actually make your followers captive, but the mod must be loaded, even if it is not used to restrain followers. Also, you need to run FNIS or Pandora after installation. Recommended Mods: ------------------------------------ SexLab Billyy's SLAL Animations Anub's Animation Dump (REBORN) Nibbles SLAL Animations Baka SLAL Animations Leito SLAL Animations Nymra Forced Foreplay SLAL Pack If you don't have SexLab, you will miss out on a lot of content when captive. Specifically, you won't see any aggressive sex animations and also a bunch of consensual sex animations will not be available. Captive Player uses the same sex animations as Captive Followers, defined in the JSON config. Devious Devices NG It's strongly recommended to have devious devices installed when captive, because captors can equip devices on you and lock you in contraptions, making escape more interesting and challenging. Simple Slavery++ Simple Slavery++ version 6.3.26 or later is needed to become captive. Otherwise, without it, your only option of becoming captive is by starting the game as captive or by getting defeated through Acheron. More Nasty Critters Special/Anniversary Edition V16 MNC is needed so humanoid creatures can have sex with captives, if for example you are held captive by draugr or skeletons. Captive Start Alternate Start- Live Another Life Download Captive Start from the mod files along with Alternate Start to start a new game as captive. Nerfed Followers Followers get injured, defeated, and taken captive Gunslicer Animations All in One OAR Bleedout animations Bimbos of Skyrim Followers and player may gain corruption when captive. YPS Immersive Fashion KS Hairdos SSE KS Hairdos - HDT SMP Xing HDT-SMP Hair Install YPS and hairstyles so captors can change the player's hairstyle. SlaveTats NG Rape Tattoos Continued Fade Tattoos Continued Captive player will have slave tattoos if SlaveTats NG and RapeTattoos are installed. Acheron You could be defeated and taken captive, if you have Acheron installed. Optional Mods: ------------------------------------ SLSO Captor orgasms or lack of them during sex influence how they behave. OSL Aroused OSL Aroused or another SexLab arousal mod is recommended. Arousal drugs are used by captors. If there is no arousal mod installed, their effect will be diminished. Prison Overhaul Patched You could be sent to prison from Captive Player, using Prison Overhaul Patched, if it's installed. Bruiser Lets you learn hand to hand combat, which is useful when fighting your way out of sticky captive situations. Bella Voice DBVO Voice for the female Dragonborn. OStim Billyy's animations for Ostim Standalone Anub's animations for Ostim Standalone OStim can be used together with SexLab, but only for consensual captive sex scenes. If using OStim, in Ostim Standalone MCM, you will need to uncheck "Intended gender only" under Gender Roles, and also uncheck "Disable Scaling" under Alignment There are only two ways to become captive right now. Either you can start a new game as captive by installing Captive Start and taking to the statue in Alternate Start, or you can become captive, by coming in from Simple Slavery++ auction at any point of the game. If using Alternate start, you should only become captive after SexLab has been installed along with SLAL animations, and your followers have been restrained, if you are restraining followers. How to start a new game as captive, along with your followers: ------------------------------------ 1) Start a new game, and wait a minute or so for all the mods to load, including Captive Followers, Captive Start, and Captive Player 2) Open MCM, install SexLab, configure creatures if using MNC, and registar the SLAL animations 3) While the SLAL animations are registering, talk to the statue and choose "I am a slave, my followers are captive". Warning: Choosing this option will automatically start restraining all your followers, but that's what we want, to be captive alongside them. If you need to make changes to the Captive Followers MCM, do that before talking to the statue. If the dialogue option is not availabe, it means the Captive Followers script is still initializing, and you need to wait a little more. 4) Configure the rest of your MCM, manually or using MCM recorder if you have it installed. 5) Click on the bed, you will be taken to the auction cell in Simple Slavery. 6) In the auction hall cell, start the auction only after all your followers have been restrained. How to start a new game as captive, along with your followers, without SimpleSlavery++ ------------------------------------ Same as above except in step 3 use the Captive Followers MCM to restrain your followers. Then choose "I am held captive" when talking to the statue, wait for the followers to finish restraining, and click on the bed. How to start a new game as captive, without restraining your followers: ------------------------------------ Same as above except in step 3 choose "I am held captive". You can restrain your followers at any time after becoming captive, using the MCM. What's New in Version 1.3 A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.1. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.2. What's New in Version 1.2 A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.1. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.1. What's New in Version 1.1 A new game is not required if upgrading from 1.0. This release version requires Captive Followers 2.0. Tha main change in this version is the option of being taken captive if defeated through Acheron. What's New in Version 1.0.4 -
I'm not sure if this is the right area to ask this, but I've been looking for something really specific, and I can't find the sort of thing I'm looking for anymore. I love games with a really heavy and dark sort of atmosphere over games that are based around explicit sex. Games, or games that can be modded to be like this, where there are constant threats against my character, and the possibility of noncon scenes at any moment, but they can be avoided, and the game itself doesn't feel like porn moment to moment. I don't like games with skimpy outfits or things like that. I'm also looking for a game based around playing one character myself who is the victim over a sim or a game where you're the aggressor. The inclusion of dialog based threats or the possibility of something awful happening during normal gameplay is much more enjoyable to me than games that are based around explicit sex scenes alone. I'd really like to play a modded zomboid, but I'm waiting for the new stable version to come out so the zombies will work as aggressors. That's the perfect example, though. One wrong move and my character can be surrounded and stripped, but I can feasibly play for hours without anything sexual happening. It's more about the feeling of dread, for me. I also really like the one mod for new vegas that adds new dialog to places like the legion camp or primm, where my character is sexually threatened without sex ever needing to actually happen. I'm really fond a dance with rogues, too, if anyone is familiar with that, but I can't get it to run with the new version of neverwinter nights. Does anyone know any good games like that, that are easy to mod and maybe a little text heavy? I've played some modded skyrim and NV, but there's a few too many moving parts for those to really work in the way I'd like for them to. I don't need anything complicated at far as visuals, the simple animations in the zomboid mod are more than enough for me, and in a dance with rogues it fades to black and is entirely text based. -
[SSLX] Succubus Skill Loss (LE+SE) View File This is a rewrite of the SexLab Skill Loss mod to make more of a game out of SLSO. The mod is very lightweight. I have now added SXP integration so it works with that too. It matches a succubus style character (hence the name) but is very flexible if you want to use it for a different sort of game / PC. Importantly, you don't have to use the skill loss/gain features to be able to use the SexLab Sex Skill Loss feature. Also you can completely disable just the gain features or switch them to loss features. I have made this to be as flexible as possible for anyone that wants skill gain or skill loss events added to their game. [SE USERS] Perk debt feature does not work on SE. If you lose a level and regain it, you will have an extra perk point above what you would normally have at that level. [MODDERS] You can now use this mods skill loss and gain functionality by sending a simple mod event. There is examples of this below under "By SendModEvent [MODDERS]". So how this version works is... On Sex End - You will GAIN skills on sex end ONLY IF CONSENSUAL AND YOUR PARTNER HAS CUM Gain Per Partner Orgasm - You will GAIN skills on partners orgasm ONLY IF CONSENSUAL AND HIGH ENOUGH ENJOYMENT WHEN THEY CUM NOTE: Works with group and creature scenes. Loss Per Orgasm - You will lose skills when your character orgasms ONLY IF YOU ARE VICTIM. SexLab Sex Skill Loss - With this enabled, you will lose SexLab sex skills from rape. This only applies to oral, anal and vaginal types. ONLY IF YOU ARE VICTIM. SLSO Player Succubus Addon - You will GAIN skills on drain - You will GAIN skills on drain kill NOTE: Patch is required for PSA that is in downloads (SLSO_PSA_SSLX Patch) SexLab Defeat - You will lose skills when defeat triggers post rape scenario. Prison Overhaul Patched - You will lose skills every X hours in prison (only works with POP but not required) Whipping (Punishing Lashes) - You will lose skills per whip received. This should act on all whipping from all mods. - Scaling whipping skill loss to Punishing Lashes whipping injury level. SexLab Survival - Cum Addition - You can set to lose X skills every X seconds while cum addicted and ravenous. iNeed - You can set to lose X skills every X hours while starving, dehydrated and/or fatigued. You can enable/disable any of the above and alter the amount of skills lost per event, as with previous versions. By SendModEvent [MODDERS] - The mod now listens for a SendModEvent that can be used to trigger skill loss or gain, it also takes a string for notification. It's super easy to use, see spoiler text below if you want to use this. Other features: With SXP, you can set to lose SXP experience instead of levels. There is a debt that is stored when you go below 0. Experience gains through SXP itself or this mod will be reduced by the debt. No longer gain SexLab sex levels/stats (Vaginal, Anal, Oral) from being raped (non-configurable). You lose experience when you lose skills, and gain experience from skill gain. This is at the correct rate in vanilla but other mods editing experience/stat gain may mess this up. You lose H/M/S when you lose a level. This is chosen randomly, but weighted so your more likely to lose higher stat. If you lose stamina, you lose appropriate carry weight. This feature uses INI settings so if you use something like SkyTweak keep that in mind. You can lose levels and there is a perk debt feature when you regain a level, it will take the perk so you don't have 1 extra. Skill MCM menu where you can choose what skills you want to disable gain/loss. Skill increments below 1, the loss/gain is applied when you accrue 1 or -1 in a new float. Key set in MCM to report SexLab stats. Key set in MCM you can use to switch between victim/consensual in the current animation. This is for mods that don't tag animations properly, I was considering not adding this feature because it can easily be abused. If you don't have mods that incorrectly tag you as victim in animations etc, I would leave the key unset. Sound effect from skill gain and loss. Option "Always lose from sex" to switch consensual scene gains to losses. Changes/fixes from SexLab Skill Loss not mentioned above: PSQxSLSOxSLA PATCH: I have added a patch for PSQ to the file downloads. This is the same as the PSQxSLSO patch except I have brought over the SLA arousal tied to succubus energy feature from PSQ Tweaks. This patch needs to overwrite PSQ and is not compatible with PSQ Tweaks. To use the arousal bound to energy feature, you need to lock your characters arousal gain in SLA/SLAX. PSQxSLSOxSLA - Light PATCH (RECOMMENDED) This is what I use, same as above (PSQxSLSOxSLA) but you will no longer drain health and stamina from your sex partners (and no longer kill them even if you turn the setting on in MCM) .If you are using PSQ just install one of the 3 patches depending on your preference. The PSQxSLSO patch is available on SLSOs page. PSQ Tweaks The other option is to use PSQ Tweaks and disable the drain functionality. It won't work with SLSO or any of the patches so you will need SexLab Survival to regain energy. Use alternative energy mode if you do use this as you will not be able to gain Succubus levels in PSQ. Requirements: SexLab Framework Optional mods: Prison Overhaul Patched Defeat SLSO Player Succubus Addon (Requires patch SLSO_PSA_SSLX patch from downloads) SLSO (Essential for best usage) I recommend you turn off female orgasm bonus and multi-orgasm to low setting OR set your skill loss from orgasm in SSLX to a low amount. Play around with the settings and get this working how you like. ZaZ Animation Pack (should work with v7+) Slaverun Reloaded Required patch from Punishing Lashes page for whipping scene end losses to work with Slaverun Reloaded. Punishing Lashes iNeed SexLab Survival SXP Whorecrux Recommended mods: Special thanks and credit to Huan (Huanrenfeng) for weight calculations and improvements made for [SexLab Skill Loss]. (See Huan's Patreon page here: https://www.patreon.com/modderHuan). If you like this mod, please consider donating to Huan - it would really help him out. Special thanks and credit to Hilaribad for his LevelUpEventPlugin used for applying perk point reduction (and perk debt functionality) on level up + POP integration + Defeat integration from [Defeat Skill Loss]. License: GPL 3.0 Credits: - RMCW for this version (Succubus Skill Loss) - Hilaribad for the original Defeat Skill Loss mod Link to mod - Huanrenfeng for his version (SexLab Skill Loss) Link to mod DISCORD If you like my mods and tweaks and would like to ask any questions or have suggestions, feel free to chat with me on Discord linked below. https://discord.gg/Y9EBBfTqFD Submitter RMCW Submitted 09/12/2020 Category Sex Effects Requires sexlab framework Special Edition Compatible Yes -
It started off as a pretty peaceful evening... But it looks like Aerina decided to setup camp too close to an Orc stronghold... And she wasn't to be alone for long Caught off guard... it didn't take much for her to black out Gifs By the time she comes around... she won't know what's hit her. Gifs He takes off (Having had his fun) with some of her coin from the tent as toll payment for using Orc lands. But I think when she comes round... she will have got the message.
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I originally posted a part of this on the SL Survival Development Blog. That post has some lengthy examples, but I thought of a more concise way to describe this. I've been thinking long and hard about the problems that arise in Skyrim games. Of course, we don't have a game that is designed to support any gameplay other than combat, and we aren't in a position to create huge quantities of new content either. People do create amounts of new content for Skyrim, even for LL-style play (whatever that is) but it's not the focus. While Troubles of Heroine and Things in the Dark are examples of new quest content, the majority of LL-style mods are mechanics oriented, or are new animations or graphics. What I'm convinced of, is that there is a problematic disconnect between sex and BDSM oriented content, and Skyrim's simple brutal gameplay of hash, slash and loot (or burn, freeze and loot if you play a mage). Devious Followers is a mod that creates punishments for the player if they are poor at the loot part, or when they have mishaps with combat-defeat mods that steal cash. However, the majority of combat-defeats don't integrate well with LL-mods. You might say, "what about Defeat?" or "what about Dragonborn in Distress?" They're full of sex. So how could they not integrate sex with combat? The do integrate it, but not well. With those mods, you have combat, and then defeat, and then sex and punishment, and then ... what? Defeat really just has robbery (or a transition to a slavery mod) and DiD ... basically it is a slavery mod post-defeat. What we have is a boundary, not an integration. Combat sits on one side of this wall, and some slavery mods sit on the other side. Defeat without slavery mods is incredibly toothless and dull. If you aren't enslaved, it tends to simply kill you in many cases, which really does defeat the point of Defeat. What I find, is that after a while, Defeat stops being any fun at all. The first iteration of DiD rarely every worked. With the second one, it's too soon to judge, but I don't think it's conceptually different to the old one, it's just technically better. DAYMOYL, DCL combat defeat, Defeat, and even DiD are all about inflicting semi-random outcomes on the player and claiming it's better than death+reload. DiD is somewhat different, but I don't want to bog down in discussing it because DiD (and DCL) are monolithic solutions that create a closed silo of functionality - even if they have some interoperation with other mods, it's only on their terms. How can we make this experience better and more varied, for more mods, at more times? How can we actually get mods to interoperate efficiently by design rather than by accident, or by herculean effort? DBF built a mountain of interoperability into SD+, why doesn't anyone use it? DCL built a pluggable slavery system, why doesn't it even make much use of it itself? Pet Project has an elaborate high-level scene management system, why isn't it available for use by other mods? I could answer those individual questions, but I think there is a meta-answer. That's where my manifesto of what Skyrim combat + sex + combat failure should be like ... to be fun. Combat outcomes shouldn't be so binary. Outcomes should be more fluid. Maybe you can win by means other than the sword? Let's not talk about the simplistic concept of "combat defeat", let's talk about combat outcomes, generally. And some other things... 1 ) Combat outcomes MUST integrate with PLAYABLE outcomes. 2 ) Combat outcomes SHOULD allow the player to resist, or to continue to resist at any practical point. 3 ) Rape mods SHOULD integrate with combat outcomes, not just in a "Defeat triggers rape" direction, but in that point (2) should always apply. Rape mods where you cannot resist in a practical way that uses actual Skyrim gameplay are simply random sex, with random outcomes, not gameplay. 4 ) Sex generally (including prostitution) SHOULD integrate with rape mods and defeat seamlessly. 5 ) Defeat outcomes should punish you in terms of progress, but they should NOT be so boring as to be an actual punishment for the player. 6 ) NPCs shouldn't always react first with violence, but should be alert for opportunity to get what they want by easier means. 7 ) Interactions should be streamlined, flowing and immersive where possible, rather than stilted and punctuated by invasive message boxes or unnecessary/redundant dialog. 8 ) There should be alternative ways to solve problems without combat. 9 ) Mods should aim for synergy and interoperability rather then each trying to create a walled garden of controlled features where events only join-up or make sense within the mod's own little silo of mechanics. What do I mean by "playable outcomes"? When you lose in Sexlab Defeat, you get robbed or raped, or you button-mash and maybe you don't - it mainly depends how you set up the button-mash difficulty, and how overwhelming the enemies are to start with. Afterwards, nothing much has changed. You lost some stuff ... maybe. You transition to an enslavement mod ... maybe. Apart from the MCM, it's not under player control. You aren't making choices. It gets repetitive because it is repeated over and over without any real game. That's not playable. You aren't "playing" when you sit back and watch your PC get gang-raped by bandits. You might be doing something, but playing Skyrim is not it. You watch a little movie and the game moves on. Even SLSO throws up its hands and gives up with more than two actors in the scene (though this has improved a little since I first wrote this). So when I say "playable", I mean the PC is doing Skyrim stuff: they are in dialogs, picking topics or selecting answers, they are managing their inventory, they are fighting, they are managing their loot, ordering their follower, or bouncing about the landscape. How could that even be possible when you just "lost" to bandits? The examples in my original post on this topic show that one way. I'll put it another way... What if losing is a chance to negotiate surrender? What if negotiation is more like a game of poker than a game of dice? What if an initial combat "defeat" is a chance to perform a reversal? What if escaping the defeat - right now - not two weeks of rapes later - is a possibility? What if even complete capitulation is not a segue into a series of sexlab animations you've seen a hundred times already, but a chance to keep playing? What if sex is a combat tool? (And not just succubus life draining sex, all sex). What if you can use being defeated to achieve your ultimate Skyrim goals of "getting the loot" and "finishing the quest" ? More to come!
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Continues on from: We rejoin Aerina at a campsite not from her destination Thanks for reading guys! I hope you liked this entry. I've also got some stuff for a "bad end" alternative of this story (Because apparently this ending wasn't "bad end" enough). If you like to see it, i've attached a poll and depending on that i'll post it to the non-cannon blog, as I know people may not be into the heavier "bad end" stuff. Anyway, you decide! Thanks again Aerina! Bonus Shots!
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I originally thought I'd write about ideas for punishing or rewarding the player, but the question of what a "player reward" looks like turns out to be complicated. Recently, in a long post on the SexLab Survival forum, addressing amputation mechanics, I alluded to an "iceberg" that amputation mechanics were the tip of, but I never explained what iceberg I had in mind. The broader topic of punishment and reward mechanics was what I was referring to. On reflection calling it an iceberg doesn't do it justice. For brevity in future, we need a jargon term to describe the general class of mods I'm talking about. Some can probably guess right away: slavery mods, combat defeat outcomes, "sexist" mods that create continual penalties and hazards on female characters, with an emphasis on the sex part, and other disparity mods that try to create varying experiences for the PC, from pregnancy to running a brothel. The PC doesn't have to be female, but usually is. There's also usually some kind of intentional conflict between a submissive role being imposed on them, and the tasks that vanilla Skyrim makes available (or requires to progress). I'm going to call this very broad category "oppressive" mods. Oppressive mods all have significant capacity to punish the PC. Punishment and reward are at the heart of so many LL mods, particularly those with an emphasis on slavery, combat defeat, or bondage games. In short, oppressive mods are about punishment and reward. Punishment and reward are also at the heart of why so many of these mods don't work well together and why authors aren't inspired to make them work well together. I will present an argument for why this is so. I suspect that conflicts between punishment and reward are also the underlying reason for many players ultimately getting tired of this kind of mod and turning away from it. They're certainly the cause of many frustrations. I will also try to argue why this is not simply an arbitrary claim. Bondage and slavery mechanics add new and exciting ways to punish and reward the PC. Isn't that fun? You may ask, "Why is there a problem?" Let's take a step back... Player character punishments and rewards are NOT player punishments and rewards There are two ways of looking at punishment and reward, we can look at them impacting the PC - the character - or we can look at how they impact the player. The two are different things; potentially a world apart and often in direct conflict with each other. For example, the player fails at combat and the PC is defeated. DCL combat defeat is enabled. The PC is raped (brutal punishment for the PC, but amusement for the player) and then gear may be taken (punishment for both PC and player), and the character may be teleported to some annoying place (punishment for both PC and player), and they may be left wearing devices (punishment mainly for the PC, because the player might enjoy this quite a bit). In oppressive mods, there are many events that take place that are horrible for the PC, but amusing for the player. The kennel in SexLab Survival is a good example of the contrast, the conflict, and the confusion. It's typically an amusing event for the player, but it may well be awful for the poor PC. Unless she is deep into SLS cum-addiction, there is no upside for the PC to be raped by the kennel-keeper or his pets, and she probably isn't going to get a good night's sleep. SLS is a great example of how things get complicated and ambiguous. Is being forced to drink cum a good thing or a bad thing? In SLS, is shifts from one to the other as the addiction increases and it becomes necessary to satisfy it. The player has limited options to prevent the onset of the addiction. Self-gagging might help a little, but it comes with numerous down-sides. The player's reaction to cum-addiction may vary considerably with where they are in their game. At early stages they may seek it out, but at later stages it may start to become a tiresome annoyance. Not only do different mods have different ideas of what events are good or bad for the PC, but the same mod may change its idea as play progresses. The player's idea of what is entertaining remains relatively constant, unless they're over-exposed to a repetitive event that turns what was once amusing into fatiguing boredom. Even this isn't a solid rule. As noted above, the player tends to start to drift away from the oppressive content as their character levels up, and clearing vanilla content (or vanilla-like content) often becomes more of a priority. One thing that's deeply lacking in the majority of mods is any kind of alignment between PC and player punishment and reward. Combat defeat mods are supposed to be punishing the player, but often what they're offering is a lot of sex scenes - which players may find rewarding unless they grow boring - and it's only the character that is getting punished. Even when the PC's items are taken away, the player suffers a great deal less than the PC. And what is the point of putting mechanics into mods that are intentionally boring? Even in a combat defeat mod? There is limited scope to punish the player, and such an approach needs to be used sparingly if players are not to grow disinterested. A certain amount of peril increases excitement, but inevitable failure and punishment are simply annoying and frustrating. To what extent are modders thinking about their mechanics in these terms? Are they considering the difference between PC punishment/reward vs player punishment/reward? Some may be doing this, but I suspect that most have not crystallized that distinction clearly in their minds (until reading this?) There's no doubt that modders are trying to create mechanics that are consistently fun for the player, but the design of existing mods and the way that their authors write about them suggests that they conflate almost everything their mod does with an attempt to deliver player reward, even if it's indirectly. For example, SLS amputations are, to in part, an attempt simply to deliver more excuses for kinky animal sex with a kind of sexual frisson from the underlying reluctance. Only combat defeat mods have reason to seriously consider the topic of player punishment, which they deliver via a very limited toolkit: item theft, disruptive teleportation, and various other annoyances that amount to time-sinks. SD+, if considered as a combat defeat outcome, consists almost entirely of extremely tiresome time-sinking. SexLab Adventures (seems to evidence thinking that the bounties for doing forbidden things are a punishment for both the player and the PC, but in practice they punish the PC far more than they punish the player. The player doesn't set up punishing bounties unless they think they are going to be fun somehow. Loss of time is really the only punishment that can be inflicted on the player, and all other punishments are just indirect routes to this. The things that are lost can almost always be regained with sufficient effort. Whether the PC is being robbed, fined, sent to an inconvenient location, locked in a cell, or chain-raped for two real hours straight, it's all just something that soaks up the player's time in a way that doesn't seem to offer any kind of satisfying progress. In some extreme cases, the punishment takes away from past progress. To what extent the player is genuinely troubled is another matter. After all, they are installing these mods because they like them, and as often as not, they rather enjoy having PoP suck up hours of play while their character is dragged around the countryside on a leash by NPCs who path badly and frequently get stuck. Even when things the player has struggled for are taken away - fancy armors, money, titles, reputation, NPC relationships, levels or skills - it usually comes down to a measurement of time invested that was lost. The things themselves can always be replaced with other things, given more time. What is Player Character Reward or Punishment? How can a collection of data in your computer be punished or rewarded? Is it punishment when her simulation values are modified in a non-advantageous way? I don't believe so. That sort of thinking is nonsense with no reference point or connection to any meaningful context. Reducing the PC's health value is a negative simulation outcome, but without assigning a meaning to it, it is neither punishment or reward. Only the player can assign meaning to these events. Does that mean that there's no such thing as PC punishment or reward? The reference for what is a punishment for the PC is always the story of the PC. There are events that she, as a story character, is supposed to enjoy, and events she is supposed to hate. The player (whether they intend to or not) to some extent cannot help but have some empathy with the human-looking graphic on their screen. She is not just there to create a pornographic visual; if that were the aim then why play Skyrim at all? You could just run SexLab animations in a loop, and a SexLab theater would be the most popular mod around. Instead, there is only modest interest in such mods, and most of that is from people who really are only interested in screen archery - and many of those are still telling stories! However, player empathy with the PC doesn't mean that they player feels misery when the PC is imagined to feel it. Often the PC relishes the horrors inflicted upon their character. There are many reasons for this, but they are topics applicable to media in general, and not Skyrim oppression mods in general. Nevertheless, the determinant of PC punishment or reward is simply the resulting story that the player creates in their head to explain the events and how the character reacts to them. So what's the problem with any of that? The lack of alignment between PC and player punishment and reward leads to a weak and uninvolving experience, shallow immersion, and incoherent story events. Take an example of the PC developing a sex-addiction. This might be simulated as a constantly high arousal value which either doesn't decrease after sex, or doesn't decrease much, and can only be reduced by extreme sexual encounters, or a fast increase in arousal whenever it's low, or both these approaches. In addition, one or more mods may impose stat or XP penalties for this continuing high arousal state. Such additions are generally seen as improving the simulation. In addition, the constant sex events may lead to Wear&Tear on the PC, with additional penalties as a result, again this is seen as an improvement in the simulation. XP penalties are supposed to be a punishment for the player, but they are an ineffectual one because leveling in Skyrim is not terribly important for the player. The stat penalties are inconvenient, and quite likely to involve movement speed or something else that mildly irritates the player, but in many cases may not even be noticed, and may very likely be drowned out by some other mod doing something completely unrelated (needs mod tiredness, for example). The issue here is that a sex-addicted PC is supposed to long for orgasms, but getting them makes almost no difference to the PC or to the player. There is no alignment between the supposed situation - the story you're creating in your head - and the game events. Instead we have a questionable simulation of sex-addiction, with mechanics that are inspired by the simulation concepts. Various conflicting outcomes follow from the simulation, which itself is the product of multiple mods that were not written to produce any single clear outcome or with any special intent - they are essentially simulation rules - they are devoid of any compelling story. We're supposed to believe that the PC is constantly distracted by her desire, leading to impaired learning. If there's a Wear&Tear mod, we are also (probably) supposed to understand that the PC is physically (and magically) impaired by pain resulting from past sexual activities and abuse. None of this simulation exists, or makes any sense in the context of vanilla Skyrim, where healing spells and potions cure sword cuts and simple praying cures diseases. Some players struggle with the contradictions, and add more mods in an attempt to resolve them: needs mods with harsh diseases, limitations on potions, or potion consumption, limitations on healing capacity and PC recovery, wounds mods that create lasting effects for combat injuries that can't simply be healed away. It's more complexity and more mods to solve a problem that was created by the original mod setting up a questionable simulation that was at odds with vanilla Skyrim. Players typically take the position that vanilla Skyrim is inadequate to support and enhance their fantasies for the PC, so they impose extra perils and dangers upon her. She needs warm clothes and fires, she needs to eat and drink, she needs to get a good night's sleep, she needs to pee (and fart!)... it doesn't stop there... she needs to sleep in comfy clothes, she she needs to eat good food, she gets tired of camping, and she gets hurt and penalized by ... just about everything. Players add mods where the PC can get pregnant, or seems to easily submit to forced sex, mods where she can resist forced sex up to a point, they add mods where everyone wants to enslave and sell her, mods where she can be auctioned, mods where she is hurt by sex, and mods where she becomes addicted to it, or to sex with animals. There are even mods where you can become inseminated with GEMS by animals and give birth to ROCKS! And of course they add mods that tie her up. Lots and lots of those. I could digress into a discussion of what this means about the female gender role in society, but that sounds hazardously close to politics. The point is that the simulation rules we apply to the PC get ever more complex and perilous. They are profoundly weighted in favor of punishing, humiliating and terrorizing the poor PC. If there is something she is ever allowed to enjoy, you can be almost certain that it's some kind of destructive addiction or submissive mental break. This is where player frustration can set in. A player initially believes that modding can deliver new and surprising experiences in their game. As time goes by, modding becomes more of a struggle to balance the conflicting ideas of reward and punishment in the web of mods that they've installed, or simply to get some beloved feature to work as they want it to. Frustration and exhaustion, combined with a loss of belief in the idea that oppressive punishment-oriented mods can deliver any substantially new content leads them to look to other genres, or to abandon the undertaking completely. There's a real shortage of mods that emphasize PC enjoyment, fun or satisfaction. There is no mod where eating cakes gives the PC more happiness. There is no mod where she will pay a fortune to taste chocolate but not be addicted to it like a drug. There is no mod where she enjoys a smile from a child. I guess the majority of players don't want these things in their game for some reason. This isn't some political comment. It's just that game design has conventionally always been about peril and punishment, with the reward being from overcoming those hazards ... but there are games (like Candy Crush) that are composed only of rewards, albeit weak ones. Problematic conflicts arise because each mod is trying to guess how their user-base feels about a certain scenario, and to provide events that are titillating. Each one envisages a slightly different scenario for the PC, then (usually) tries to produce it indirectly through simulation rules. Mods that are direct about the outcomes they want are less common, but the root conflicts begin with the stories. As the intended outcomes (stories) conflict, the simulation rules also interact at cross-purposes. There's no clear direction. Even if these mods can interoperate what would that interoperation look like when they have disparate concepts of a proper outcome? Players tweak mods, put mods in, take mods out, and post on forums, over and over, seeking changes of one kind or another, so that they can get the outcome they imagine as perfect. However, for every modder there are numerous players (even for unpopular mods) who all have slightly different ideas in their heads. With only one modder and all those players, any mod can only please each player a certain amount, and the modder may not be pleased with what they delivered either. (I know I am never satisfied with what I make). Even among the most eager fans of a mod, there are different story expectations. Conflicts Everywhere The conflicts are not only between the mods and vanilla, but between each mod. These conflicts flow directly from different concepts of what is a player or PC punishment or reward. It's inevitably the case that two mods get in a fight over some stat that they both want to change in opposing ways, or some situation or scenario that they want to resolve in profoundly different ways. Superficially, Estrus Chaurus (EC+) appears to be punishing the PC for sex with chaurus monsters, or from picking flowers, or (if you have certain patches or extensions) from collecting chaurus eggs. Of course that's not its true purpose. Its core reason for existence is to amuse the player with tentacle-sex and violation fantasies, then to pile a body-modification fetish on top of it, allowing the player to view their character distorted with huge breasts and belly due to a foul "pregnancy", a parasite infestation that can easily end in a horrid mess of skittering creatures. EC+ punishes the PC but rewards the player. Its pregnancies conflict awkwardly with other pregnancy mods (which have equally complex internal intentions), including combat defeat mods. The EC+ encumbered PC is weakened in combat, suffers additional defeats, and additional indignities, but we're now slipping into territory where the player is ostensibly to be punished for letting their character become inflated with alien eggs to the point that she can barely waddle along. This is a recurring pattern. A mod that offers player entertainment also adds penalties to the PC, and other mods interpret those penalties as an intent to punish the player. And in some cases, they act on that intent, amplifying the "punishment", or attempting to counteract of moderate it. The different mods had different outcomes in mind. EC+ seems to think that the pregnancy is more or less the end of the problem, but don't get caught too often or you'll end up inflated for good. OTOH, DiD thinks that tentacle-sex is both a way to lose trauma and also to gain it. I can't figure out what DiD's overall expected outcome is, but it's clearly different to the original intent of EC+ otherwise it wouldn't need to add any new simulation rules. The first problem is that mod X has no way to tell whether the things mod Y were done to amuse the PC, or are supposed to be some kind of disincentive. The second problem is that mod X and mod Y almost certainly have a different outcome in mind, even given the same set of preconditions. Returning to the EC+ example, the mod itself is also internally conflicted. It does things that please the player, while also doing things to annoy them (such adding little scuttling creatures to areas). Of course, the player can control some of these decisions, but the player was always controlling them, from the very point that they installed EC+ they were superficially in control. However, because mods rarely deliver a coherent experience to the player, we see, again and again, the addition of more and more mods trying to resolve a nest of conflicts that can only grow as a result of this approach - and I don't mean script or ESP conflicts, but gameplay experience and immersion conflicts - it's a way of modding that creates an endless appetite for more and more mods and features. Another conflict is that players wish to surrender control, while at the same time exercising it. They choose to add a mod that does things to the PC, but want to feel that the outcomes are beyond their control, or at least beyond the PC's control. They want the story of helplessness, or struggle. They want story events to take them by surprise ... but not too much surprise. They chose the mods they put in their game, and chose how to configure them, but then they want to play within the limits they've created for themselves, with the perils they have so carefully prepared. This is a conflict over control rather than reward and punishment, but it manifests as reward and punishment. When mods go off the rails and break the game, or simply send it in an unwanted direction, the player (as well as the PC) is punished. Often enough, total success for the PC ends up being seen as failure by the player. Again, the mods didn't do the intended job. Is Coherence Possible? (And would we want it?) Is it even technically possible to create coherence between the PC experience and the player experience? Would this be better or worse? It is possible for mods to agree on the nature of an experience, so they all augment it, instead of breaking it? Now we're into more difficult territory. It took until now to crystallize the true nature of this problem, and I imagine that many readers are still not at all convinced there's anything here but a confusing web of points that they feel they have easy counter-arguments to. It's not easy to explain the network of ideas and realizations that have brought me to write this, and it will be a journey of its own for me to learn how to express those ideas clearly and succinctly. For now, the ideas are present, but they're still new. There's scope to improve and refine them, and even more scope to improve how to describe them. But returning to the question at hand, I can offer some examples. In the case of sex addiction, what if the player received increasing rewards for orgasms? The more extreme the addiction, or the longer the period of denial, the greater the player reward would be. Pay attention here, I'm talking about player reward, not PC reward. This could be applied to any addiction mechanic, but its most notable for sex-addiction, because orgasms are rarely a reward, even for the PC (not the player); instead loss of arousal is the reward, if it's even granted, and who that reward is aimed at is ambiguous. Is it the player, who is happy that her character is now better able to function? Or is it the PC, who is supposed to relish the reduction in danger that the sexual-satisfaction leads to? Or (as I suspect) some combination of the two. In the case of combat defeat, can we genuinely punish the player for losing? In the case of being caught without a license in SexLab Survival (SLS), there's a conflicted message. The player is supposed to be punished by losing access to items and abilities, but they may also be enjoying the peril that their character has been placed into. They may well get considerable enjoyment from their character being placed in punishment devices that are clearly intended to be a (story) punishment for the PC. What if the sexist problems imposed by SLS were entirely punishing for the player, and overcoming them entirely rewarding? Is that even possible? One thing is for sure, a mod that has an alignment between PC reward and player reward would be unlike the majority of mods we see, which have almost no consideration of PC reward, and are composed almost entirely of PC punishment. Would alignment in PC and player reward help align mods together? I think it would, up to a point, because it immediately becomes clear what is supposed to be a player reward or punishment. In current mods, two mods that disagree are both trying to deliver player reward (and PC punishment). It's impossible to intuit which player punishments are supposed to be producing player enjoyment, and which are trying to be player punishments. But if the punishment and reward are simplistically objective, it's easier to get alignment between mods. For example, Deviously Enchanted Chests likes to put the PC into bondage gear. While this is somewhat a reward for the player, it's substantially supposed to be a punishment. The goal is (ostensibly) to get out of the bondage gear as quickly as possible and return to business as usual. Devious Training tries to mitigate the penalties of being in bondage gear long-term, while adding extra visual rewards (for body modification fetishists anyway). It's a given you won't install DT unless you like the modification part, but the penalty mitigation is a bonus player reward. DT is at odds with DEC in some areas, aligned in others. However, if we have an objective way to know whether the PC likes being bound ... if the PC's rewards are aligned with the player's, then we also know whether the player wants the PC to be bound. Given this data, a bondage mod no longer needs to guess what to do. The player wants mechanics that make being bound rewarding. So, there's a light at the end of the tunnel ... we can potentially solve some problems by using data about the PC, or the player, and if we put the two into alignment we can create novel experiences, align mods together better, and store less data.
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Aerina takes on another job in a crypt to find the source of strange nightmares occurring in Raven Rock. Thanks for reading everyone! I thought nothing screamed Halloween better than Apocrypha! So happy Halloween everyone!
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I looked over my shoulder as Whiterun faded from view, a city that had once promised such possibilities and had been the site of my greatest triumph now represented a humiliation I could never live down. Even should my form revert the memory of this would haunt me forever. Defeated by a worm of a man, exposed and lessened to a crowd of gawking strangers, seen as nothing more than an object of lust and ridicule, I needed some time away from Whiterun even if it represented my best hope of information on Therin. I had decided to do the next best thing and made my way to Markarth, where I hoped some of the familiarity that Belgarth had indicated remained and that I might acquire some further knowledge of his whereabouts or insight into his mindset. It was a tense journey, now seeming to be fraught with dangers. I jumped at every sound and every rustle of leaves. My usual watchfulness was replaced wipe eyed trepidation. The experience in Whiterun had humbled me in a way I had never thought possible. Whilst I still felt I could match an opponent with a weapon in hand I was no longer keen to put that to the test. <Still level 1> Yet for all my worries the journey had passed largely without incident, I had killed a couple more wolves with the aid of Masha’s steel shod hooves and killed a bandit who made the mistake of jumping out at me on his own. The fight had proven instructive, as I had already realised I could no longer rely on overwhelming my opponents and instead opted for agility, dancing around them on light feet, making them miss and slowly wearing them down with small strikes. My dagger Dragonsting held a wicked edge and even small quick slashes had cut through the man’s hide armour into the flesh below. What I also took from this though was that multiple opponents would prove a much greater challenge than before, I would be far more difficult to wear down more than one attacker in this way. Still I felt a little better, this contest providing a little of the machismo I had sought in picking the ill thought out fist fight with Mikael. I arrived in Markarth and hesitated between going to straight to the keep or trying the inn. In truth the inn was a better source of news, the patrons more likely to talk than the officials of the keep. Still I was torn after my recent experiences in taverns. After a moment’s more hesitation I made my way to the inn. Walking in I ordered an ale but sipped at slowly whilst taking in my surroundings. Talking to the usual sources and drunkards I learned nothing except how to dodge the roaming hands of the inebriated. About to call it a day and rent a room I noticed two familiar figures walk in. Belgarth and Helena took a table and some food, I wrestled with the idea of approaching them and confessing all but judged it too great a risk casually I took the table near theirs an decided to listen to their conversation. “- No Papa we can’t, he helped us!” “It’s not use Helena.” Belgarth looked around quickly, shifty as ever. I feigned a strong interest in my drink and called upon my recent experience of insobriety to pass unnoticed. “Therin has tracked us down-“ “It’s just a letter Papa, he can’t find us, we should never have come back to Markarth” “We still have silver here girl, silver we will need to start a new life. Maybe he knew we would come back, maybe he knows. His letter said he would leave us alone if we simply told him all we knew, there is not much we can tell him that he will not have already guessed anyway, we didn’t see him since we left Winterhold and-“ I had been to brazen in my eavesdropping, Belgarth had picked up on it, he ushered Helena to her feet and seemed about to move to another table when he looked at me again. He stared straight in my eyes and his own eyes seemed to widen in recognition. Suddenly he had taken Helena by the arm and was making for the door at speed. Could he really have recognised me when no when else had?! But then again, he knew that I would undergo changes, could he have guessed? I felt no choice but to follow him. Getting out to the street I saw him make for the gate. “Belgarth wait!” Straight away, as soon as the words left my mouth I realised my mistake. My recognition would have all but confirmed his suspicions. “So its true?! By the Gods!” He turned to leave, as he reached out to grasp Helena instinct took over: “Fuz!” My Thu’un whilst not what it was caught him off balance and knocked him off his feet, drawing Dragonsting in one motion I rushed over but then catching sight of Helena just standing there I hesitated. I looked down at the man as he cowered on the ground. Taking a deep breath, I realised that I could not simply murder him. “Belgarth I, I have been through a lot in a small space of time. I am not what I was, a price I am paying for helping you and your daughter.” The next words burned as they left my throat. “I’m begging you, please tell no one least of all Therin.” “Dragonborn… Unn… I am sorry but… for the safety of my daughter, I must tell him all. For what you have done for us I will be honest with you. But should you try to stop me again I will call for the guards.” Tears ran like traitors down my face, dimly I heard footsteps retreating into the distance and now knew that it was not only Belgarth that knew of my change. Rumours would spread, I just hoped that in people’s minds they remained rumours. As to Therin, I would no longer even have the element of surprise. Without another word, I turned from the pair that I had once rescued and walked back to the inn. I sat by the fire trying to decide my next course of action. I had learned nothing from the inn but decided it might still be worth trying the keep. I ordered a room and slept till morning, from there I made my way to the keep. Deciding against speaking to the Jarl and the usual courtiers I made my way toward the excavation site and the insane mage Calcelmo. “Hail mage, I wondered if you knew anything about a High Elf named Therin?” “That fake practitioner of petty parlour tricks? Yes, I know him…” And so began a long and clearly long overdue rant on the failings and inadequacies of Therin and his magical prowess. “…Swooping round here like he owned the place. Even those Thalmor lot kept a wary distance, not me though. He doesn’t scare me. Thinks being some high and might Thalmor lord entitles him here in Skyrim of all places! Ancient family my arse!” In a way that explained a lot, even Thalmor agents would have to respect and cover up for ancient nobility. “When did you see him last?” “Not sure he seemed to come and go a lot. Last saw him in fancy new blue robes.” “I was familiar with these and was about to leave before Calcelmo added: “Waste of money, paying through the nose for Radiant Raiment gear. Nice normal robes are all you need, it all cloth. It’s the enchantment that counts anyway. Arrogant bastard!” I had my clue, the Radiant Raiment, Skyrim’s premier clothing line located in Solitude. I had my course it seemed. Thanking Calcelmo I quickly made for the keep’s exit and dashed for the city gate suddenly keen to be underway. Making my way to the stables I leapt atop Masha and kicked her into speed. It seemed that I galloped the whole way and yet could not get to my destination soon enough. I felt if only in a small way that I was making progress in my quest while at the same time was desperate to outrun any rumours that may be making their way out of Markarth. I arrived at Solitude in the early afternoon, the Capital looked as grand as ever and I thought not for the first time how nice it would be to live here. I made my way into Radiant Raiment. This was a store I had never previously frequented, having little use for fancy clothes when I could spend my money on armour. I had heard of the aggressive nature of the proprietor though and realised I would need to seem an interested shopper to get anywhere with my questions. I had no sooner set foot in the store than a bored laconic voice pronounced: “My, my look what the Sabrecat dragged in. My dear you look positively awful! I would ask how I can help you but I’m really not sure that I can.” I didn’t quite know how to respond to this, as a man people where not aggressive in case they got their face smashed in but even as a woman I had faced little hostility, the looks of my new body enticing men and charming women. “I, ah I need something appropriate for the Blue Palace.” “AND how exactly is a wandering little vagrant like expecting to gain entry in the Blue Palace? Never mind, I will not waste my time, I assume you have money enough to buy my wares or else you can get out.” Dumbly I held up my purse, heavy with septims. “Very well, this way and be quick. The afternoon passed in a blur of silk, satin and lace. Yet once where once I would have been bored by the clothes shopping and outfits now I was enthralled, finding myself eager to try on each new gown and outfit. Enjoying the feel of the fabric and seeing the effect they had flattering my already alluring figure. Even the shop keeper’s negativity was unable to dull my enthusiasm till I almost forgot what I had come in for in the first place. It was not until I was paying up, having selected 1 gown and three dresses one of which I remained wearing that I remembered why I was there. “Oh, by the by have you by any chance had any dealings with a high elf named Therin?” “Therin you say? Why yes, dashing elf by any measure I must say it was a pleasure to serve HIM. Sometime ago now, I believe he had business at the bard’s college.” “Thank you.” I made my way to the door and from there quickly took my armour and new purchases to put with my other belongings in Masha’s saddle bags, leaving Dragonsting as well, not finding a way of adequately sheathing it above my new dress. A wonder of red lacey silk, sweeping down to my feet, firmly placed in high heel shoes that bizarrely I seemed to have no trouble walking in at all, I enjoyed being that but much taller even if some of my movement was compromised. I walked back to the city, blushing as I felt the fine, transparent red underwear pull further up my bum. The shopkeeper said it helped with the fit of the dress so I took her advice. I felt stronger in a different sort of way like I did the first time I donned armour. More than that I had taken a lesson from Mikael and Whiterun. Wearing armour had marked me out, presented me as someone pretending to be something. My new looks were not those of a warrior and people had resented me dressing as one, had been happy to see me put in my place. For travel and the wild I would need the armour but for the cities the dresses would a much better protection. Entering the bard’s college, the head, an older but still handsome Altmer named Viarmo, greeted me, taking one of my hands in both his and gently placing a kiss on the back of it. In spite of myself a small giggle burst from between my lips. “Ah but a beautiful lady straight from legend glides into our humble domain. Please be seated fair maiden, prithee explain how your unworthy subject may aid you?” Taking a seat at a table near the entrance, Viarmo sat opposite me. “I’m looking for a man by the name of Therin and believe he came here?” Viarmo frowned. “Indeed he did lady, loathsome man. Demanded copies of anything and everything we had on eternal life. He also demanded our only copy of ‘The Legend of Darlia, The Eternal Bride” “What did he want with these texts?” “He did not say, simply became very angry when I denied him. He told me he was of great import in the Aldmeri Dominion, I told him I had no wish to return there anyway. He then mentioned that he was the new court mage of Whiterun and so I informed him that this was solitude not Whiterun and that our patron was the future high queen herself.” The news that he was a court wizard in Whiterun was both a revelation and a horror. He may well have been there the whole time while I made a fool of myself with Mikael. Before I left I thought I may have an opportunity to glean more information so asked about Viarmo about The Legend of Darlia, The Eternal Bride. “It is an ancient play lady though we believe based on real events. Once long ago there was a powerful sorcerer named Prospero who sought eternal life but more than this he realised the danger of loneliness, watching all those he cared for age and die. He searched for his perfect partner, it was not enough for him to share eternal life for what if, over the passage of time she began to resent him or look another way. He sought a means to bind her to him, to make their marriage contract more than a formality. He needed a way to make her subservient to him for all eternity. He, through research learned that he needed a girl who had the means to hold more than one soul. How he discovered this is forever shrouded in mystery and indeed the testing of it is only vaguely hinted at in the play. In the end he found the woman Darlia, she was a summoner of some considerable power, perhaps even otherworldly power. Prospero found her, abducted her and took her to his castle. From there he began to seduce her for the magic would only work if she entered into the contract willingly.” “Why would she do this? How could someone tie themselves to another for all eternity, not only that but in a lesser role? What as the nature of this subservience?” “Hmmm, you know if you are keen to know more, the best way to become familiar with the tale is to act it out. Would you be interested? I believe you would make an excellent Darlia and I myself am a fair Prospero.” Having found out where Therin was I wasn’t sure that I had time to waste acting out plays, what information I could get of use I probably already had. And yet it sounded kind of fun, the last few weeks had been a blur of misery and humiliation, I needed something positive. “Ok, it sounds fun although I may be pushed for time, maybe we could just do the last scene or two?” “No problem, follow me.” Viarmo led me up some stairs to an area that looked almost like a chapel, we passed a couple of others on the way but thet offered me no more than a small look before going on the way. Viarmo disappeared for a minute to retrieve the text before appearing again. He handed me the text and showed me where to read from saying he had his own lines long remembered. “Prithee Prospero what’s dost thou wish from me? To spend an eternity your slave when I could have a full life of mine own. That I might abandon those that I love and that love me to pursue this fool errand?” Viarmo began to pace, seeming to build up momentum as he spoke. When I looked closely at him his face seemed to belong to another, gone was the charming old academic and replaced by the stern power of the sorcerer Prospero. “Hear me Darlia, I offer thee salvation! Freedom and eternity can be thine if only thou would but agree to submit, to be mine. Tis the only way we can be together forever, mutual binding. By this gem of power I can forge us together, make us anew. Think what we may achieve? Think what we could offer the ages, the good we could do!” “Yet you would have me the lesser, would have me lessen myself to make you the greater! What love in obedience? What tenderness in asking submission?” “Dost thou not trust me, do you take me for a villain, a knave that would misuse you or this gift. This submission is your demonstration of devotion, nothing more. Submission, allowing me into you wholly is the only way the magic can work. Only through this magic can we truly work. I show you my character in this kiss, in this kiss I submit my being to you. I will offer you my soul to hold and examine. Destroy me if you find it wanting!” Unexpectedly at this, Viarmo leant down and kissed me, gently at first but then with rising passion. Wrapping my arms around the back of his neck I pulled him close before I could question any further. Our kissing became more frantic as hands grasped and caressed. I found myself in his arms, being carried through the college and suddenly not caring if anyone should see. It had been too long since I had sex, right now I felt this to be right. To hell with over thinking the gender issues at play. I found myself in his bedroom, still in character he threw me to the bed, in one swift motion he pulled my dress away, miraculously not tearing any buttons leaving me laid with exposed breasts and the transparent light red lace panties. These caused him to pause, and I noticed him come back to Viarmo. “This I would like to enjoy as myself.” He pulled off his own clothing revealing a large and very ready member that held my full attention. Gently climbing atop me he began to plant kisses on my face, my eyes, my mouth my cheeks then to my neck where he began to gently nuzzle. All the while his hands caressed me, one grasping my leg, the other working the nipple of my left breast. I began to release soft moans, involuntarily gyrating my hips, my eyes half closed in sheer bliss. His kisses continued down. Pausing at my right nipple, suddenly I felt a small explosion between my legs as I orgasmed, the red panties now sopping wet, my thighs wet and sticky. His kisses travelled again taking them down along my belly until he reached the fabric of my undergarmnets. At first he seemed content to kiss me through them, when without warning he pulled them down so that they remained hakf way down one leg with the other completely removed, my mound now utterly free, wet and ready. I moaned again as he probed with his tongue, working patiently all around the edges before darting toward my clitoris. Once again I climaxed and then again, awash in pleasure I felt a cutting disappointment as he moved his face away from my lower half only to realise a thrill of anticipation as he lined up his cock. He leant in for one more kiss, the taste of my love fresh upon his lips. Then he entered me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. There was a momentary pause as he reached my hymen, a smile formed on his lips before he thrust through it. “It, it hurts…” “Just for a moment my sweet, I promise the pain will turn to pleasure soon enough.” He was right, I could already feel my desire rising again, his thrusts were gentle but insistent, my own body rose to meet each one, tingling going through my whole being. “More… please… give me… more… ahhhhhhh” He began to quicken his pace, his hands now grabbing me more firmly, he pulled one of my breasts into his mouth where he sucked greedily away. I found myself lost in ecstasy, another orgasm screamed out of my throat, my whole body trembling, demanding. He had begun to become lost in his own pleasure, satisfied in my complete satisfaction he sped up further, small grunts now escaping his throat, his passion rose to a crescendo as he now pounded at me furiously. He burst out with a yell his cum shooting into me, filling me. The warm sensation brought me another climax of my own. He shuddered, thrusting a few more times. Hot semen continuing to flow into me. And then it was over, he gently rolled off me, instinctively I snuggled into the crook of his arm, one hand stoked my hair, the other my belly. After some time like this we fell asleep. I awoke to night-time, he, already awake, looked down at me with a smile before handing me a damp towel. I stood up and quickly wiped myself over, the towel coming away red with my maiden blood as well as semen. I climbed back into the bed and his embrace, wanting to enjoy the moment. After some time of comfortable silence I found my voice. “So did Darlia accept Prospero’s contract and bind herself to him?” “She did, knowing her ability to hold souls Propero handed her his own through their kiss, he put himself at her complete mercy and allowed her to judge the worth of his soul. She found him worthy and agreed to his marriage contract, he having submitted to her she now submitted to him.” “And then?” “Well, surely you can guess. The play is a tragedy after all, when Prospero handed her his soul he used his own power to hold a part of it back, the darker part. Subjugating her he combined their powers and wreaked havoc across Skyrim for decades until at last he was stopped by a man believed to ancestor to Tiber Septim.” “And Darlia?” “She was bound to Prospero, when he died, she died. Though some believe it was not magic that killed her but a broken heart. Whatever his deception, she still loved him.” “I thought you were going to pick the last scene. Don’t suppose you picked that one for any reason at all?” I took any sting from my word with a sly smile. He answered with a smile of his own, this then vanished and he took on an almost nervous expression. “Perhaps, erm there are other scenes later. Representations if you will.” His voice had become deeper and husky. “Of course on stage we demonstrate such things through symbolism” Feigning innocence I asked: “Oh, what other scenes, what things? How would you represent a ‘binding love contract’?” “Well I, that is, I have- no you will think me decadent!” “You want to tie me up.” He looked down seeming ashamed with himself. I had been too long under others control and power, to knowingly make myself helpless before seemed absurd and yet I felt a tingle of excitement. I laid back with exaggerated care. “Well, what are you waiting for? Go and get your rope.” At that he practically leaped to his feet, crossing to a side cupboard he emerged holding some rope, but also a blindfold, a leather device with a ball and fastenings and a short leather switch. Trepidation filled me for a moment once more outweighed by excitement as I felt a dampness begin again at my legs and found there were certain things I enjoyed about being a woman. I allowed him to blindfold me, he then attached the ball device to my mouth, it acted as a kind of gag before binding me to the bed so that I could only move my hips and just to say wiggle my arms and legs. Viarmo took on the voice of Prospero and I knew that he was now in character, “Now dearest Darlia, you are mine, mine for eternity. Yet your hesitation wounded me, you must be punished.” A thrill of anticipation shot through and a now familiar dampness between my legs. Helpless, I stared into the dark of the blindfold and waited. He teased me with the switch, running it gently along my body, rubbing my breasts before using its head to massage between my legs. I let out a soft groan through the gag. Out of nowhere a sharp pain lanced across my legs, then another on my arm, then the other arm. I tried to gasp but could only gag and choke before the next blow struck by right breast, then the left. The blows rained down faster and faster. I could only writhe against my bonds, my muffled screams drowned by the sound of the switch. A blow landed between my legs, then another and another. I came, just as the fourth blow landed and then they stopped. I lay panting raggedly, slick, sore and satisfied. “You bore that well my dear and now… your reward.” He entered me again, but in contrasts to the switch and indeed even the desperate passion of our first lovemaking, here he was gentle throughout. Small, almost timid thrusts drew me steadily to new levels of pleasure. All too soon it was over, both of us utterly spent. Tenderly he unbound me and once more we slept in one another’s arms. The next morning, he walked me to the door, handing me the small stylish pack I had taken to carrying around. “I can see that you are set on this path but be weary of that snake Therin. I know little of the man or your history but he does not strike me as a man to cross lightly. Keep yourself safe, know this, for one untrained you made an excellent Darlia. If ever the open road grows tiresome know that you will have a place at the bard’s college.” “Thank you Viarmo, who knows what the future holds? Thank you for everything, the information you gave me is of great help but our night together, that has remade me.” We had one last, lingering kiss before I made my way out of the college and out of Solitude. I quickly changed into my armour behind the stables. Opening my pack to make sure I had everything I found a small, familiar ancient looking text with a letter attached: ‘To my darling Darlia, To a man who has spent a lifetime peddling grand pronouncements, who has orated moving speeches, given life to poetry I am horrified to confess that I cannot put into words what our evening meant to me. That a darling rose as you, in the early bloom of life should honour me with loves first kiss has moved me beyond all reason. I may never be adequately able to thank you but I hope this humble gift may prove some small measure of my esteem. Yours eternally, Your Prospero.’ With tears in my eyes I quickly flipped through the copy of Darlia, the Eternal Bride. Wrapping it in a watertight cover I replaced it in the small pack. I climbed atop Masha, ready to be off before I lost my nerve and stayed here forever. I had not been long on the road when I encountered a Khajit caravan. Hailing them it seemed that they too were heading toward Whiterun. Judging there to be safety in numbers I joined them. We made good time, the Khajit had a wealth of wonderful stories, all filled with the most outrageous lies. It was me that spotted the tell-tale signs of ambush, from the perfect setting of overlooking bushes to the eerie too quiet of the road. “Ambush!” The Khajit scrambled to position, an arrow striking where the leaders head had been a second ago. The bandits rushed out, equal to our number. They were ill equipped and with the advantage of surprise gone they should have abandoned the attack but still they rushed out. I faced off against a bandit thug with a rusty looking greatsword. I waited for his attack, once he committed I took a step back, his attack fell short but his added momentum brought him close to my range, dashing forward I landed two clean slashes with Dragonsting before whirling away to his side. Instinctively he tried to bring the greatsword around for another attack which is what I had been waiting for. I kept turning to the right and again his attack missed leaving him unbalanced. I hamstrung him with one attack before slashing across his throat with the other <level 1> panting I looked around at my companions. Whilst I had certainly fought well this was the kind of opponent once completely below my notice and it seemed now that even success in battle brought me no great strides forward as it once had. Even before becoming the Dragonborn successful battle had seemed to physically and mentally unlock something within me. Now I just felt tired. I would have to either get my old form back or learn to rein in my ambitions and accept my new place in life. These thoughts weighed heavily on my mind as I walked into Whiterun. I had changed again, this time favouring a simpler light blue dress as the sensibilities of Whiterun were less ostentatious than those of Solitude, a simple white thong lay underneath. My mind still troubling me I decided to be honest with myself and accept that even if I could find Therin his power and ability to cosy up to those in authority may make it impossible for me to force him to undo the damage that had been done. I wiped away a tear at the first true realisation that I could be stuck this way. With this in mind I knew I would have to build bridges with people, I owned a home here in Whiterun and with changing fortunes may never earn enough to buy another home elsewhere. Resolved, I walked toward the Bannered Mare, curious looks followed me as I was recognised. Walking into the common room I noticed Mikael just finishing a song: “For the age of aggression is just about done.” I walked straight toward him, out of the corner of my eye I noticed a man nudge and wink at his drinking partner. “Why look who it is, the girl who wanted to play at being an adventurer until she took a dive in the mood and was stripped before the whole city! I see you are now in a dress, it seems I showed you your place, or are you here for a rematch?” Despite his words there was a slight nervous tremble to his free hand as if expecting a fist to flash across his jaw. Instead of this I offered him a meek bow, my hands clasped submissively below my waist. It burned me to do this but I needed a resolution with Mikael if I would make a life here, the only other way would be to win a fist fight which after last time I would not risk again. A second loss would ruin me. Still in my bow, my face pointed at the floor I spoke: “I… I, haaah… I am here to apologise.” I noticed the trembling in his hand stop. “I lashed out at you, misjudged you and your intentions. I was foolish and out of line. You taught me a valuable lesson and in truth I am grateful to you. Truly I beg your pardon, please?” I was aware of him staring down at me, also suddenly aware that the top of my bosom was straining against the dress. My face flushed. The whole tavern had gone deathly quiet and the silence seemed to last an age. “Hmm your words seem sincere and yet…” My heart sank. “… And yet your posture needs work. You beg you say? That doesn’t look like begging to me.” Making myself a further source of ridicule had not been my plan, if I were to walk away now people would probably sympathise with me. I had after all come here on good faith but then I judged the mood in the room. Whatever the rights and wrongs I sensed that they wanted more, the entertainment had just begun, if I were to walk away I would ruin that. Any spreading word of me would not be flattering. Just one more indignity might yet yield another route for me should I need it. Pausing only a moment longer I sank to me knees, and looked up at Mikael to wait his cue. “Well, did you have something you wanted to say to me?” Light laughter echoed in the silence. Just over Mikael’s shoulder I noticed Uthgerd looking on in disgust. With a stab of guilt, I continued. “Please, I wronged you I beg of you to forgive me.” I stared into his cruel, petty eyes. My self-loathing outweighing any anger I felt toward him. I was only dimly aware of the tears streaming down my face. “Kiss my feet and we shall call it even.” He laughed. Once more I decided I would yield, yet as I reached toward his foot he backed away and walked a few steps away from me. “Crawl.” The laughter was louder now, taken up by more throats. And so I crawled. I had hoped that the new form would shield me, that I could pretend in my mind that it was not me. It was not me crawling, it was not my choice but that of somebody else. Yet, placing a kiss on his feet, I knew that this in some way represented a small part of myself that had been locked away. Overwhelmed by machismo and warrior machinations this passive side of myself had never had chance to grow. But the warrior in me was now cursed and the suppressed submissive part had grown. No sooner had I placed the kiss than I jumped to my feet and ran to the exit. Desperate to get away, I ran all the way to Breezehome yet could not outrun the shame that followed me. I did nothing for the rest of the day. I slept a fitful night before leaving on the morning, heading to the market. Yet it seemed my foolish gambit had paid off. Sure, there were mocking smiles and snide chuckles, these were outdone by looks of sympathy. I had, in a hard way earned a place for myself in Whiterun should I need it. A part of me still hoped I would not need it and I focused on what I had come here to do. Find Therin and persuade him somehow to change me back. I made my way to Dragonsreach and sought out the court mage Farengar. “Excuse me, have you by any chance seen the mage Therin?” “Therin? Why do people always ask for Therin? I have been the court wizard here for ten years now and suddenly this stranger swans in and the Jarl ups and decides I need help. That I am distracted by my ‘obsession’ with dragons. Obsession?! When they are swooping in left and right, people sucking their souls out. That’s not an obsession that is current events. He’s sneaky mark me, seems to spend a lot of the Jarl’s gold. All on magic protection for the city he says, will cut a dragon right out of the air. HA! I know his-“ I realised I would need to cut him off or be there all day “Ye,s but have you seen him recently?” “Sure, he’s where he always at, up top on the balcony. Says his Sky defence research works better there. Say, what’s your interest in him anyway?” “My interest is my own, I’ll be going now.” I sensed that I had not dissuaded him from prying further, no sooner had I turned away from him than I heard him move quickly away toward the Jarl’s throne room. Moving quickly myself I reached the balcony and walked forward to see a figure in blue robes. I had brought Dragonsting with me. Seeing him look busy I picked up a nearby tray and made believe I may be a serving girl and walked toward him. As I got within ten feet however I stopped. My body suddenly unable to move, a paralyzing spell had me held tight. “Ah Dragonborn, you have arrived. You were… taller when last we spoke? Hahaha” I couldn’t tell what annoyed me more. My sudden paralysis or his laughing at his own jokes. The spell began to wear away but I knew that the paralysis had simply been a display of power not a genuine need for caution. “If you would be so kind as to throw your dagger over here” Again this was a mere power play but I complied having no other recourse. “I must confess I was shocked when I received Belgarth’s letter, don’t judge him he is after all just looking after his daughter. That the mighty Dragonborn had been transformed such. I knew my former apprentice was incompetent but I could not have guessed that he would do this to you?” “So you set this all up?! How, why?” “I’m just supposed to tell you my plan? Very well, it’s so rare I get chance to be honest with people. Since I was a boy I have been obsessed with eternal life. Living forever as the Altmer of ages past did. So I began to research using my family’s wealth and power to accumulate resources and papers that I may have needed. Eventually I was led to the legend of Prospero, the Nordic sorcerer who had achieved eternal life. This brought me to Skyrim. Through my research at Belgarth’s manor I realised I needed the essence of a hero and so allowed Belgarth to escape knowing he would track down the lands most renown warrior. He had often talked of you with his daughter Helena in excitement as they heard the latest bard songs and tales of your exploits. What I had not planned was for you to best me, luckily, I always have a contingency; the curse. Knowing your only solution would be to go to the mage college and seek out my errant apprentice the only thing he could do would be to extract your essence into a soul gem. I had believed the process would kill you but here you are.” “Please, change me back. I’ll do anything. I-“ He was shaking with laughter. “Change you back? Priceless. Once I learned of your survival I had thought you might seek me out with such a hope, though in truth I did not expect such a lovely transformation.” “Are you saying you won’t or can’t” “Both. The essence needed to change you back I have every intention of using to secure my own immortality. It has taken me years to research and find the missing pieces, only this remains. That is the won’t. But my dear, you do not realise how lucky you were to survive the process the first time around. Even cursed your body, mind spirit and soul were still strong. Any attempt to undo what has now been done, in your current form, would kill you. You no longer have the vitality to survive being stripped back so far.” I was not aware at what point during this revelation. Utter defeat washed over me, to be stuck this way for my remaining days. My grand destiny gone, so much of purpose defeated. To be a permanent object of lust. I was crushed by the impending fate, of having to choose to simper or be put down. Vaguely I became aware of him speaking again. “- I will ask you again where is it? Where is the soul- hmm could it be that you were stupid enough to bring it with you?” He reached for my little pack, I did not even try to stop him opening it up he lifted out the soul gem and cried in triumph. “THIS IS IT? AFTER ALL MY YEARS OF SEARCHING! AND- wait, what have we here?” He rummaged further and pulled free the book given to me by Visarmo and began to read the note “My, my, my Dragonborn perhaps you should be thanking me for your change hmm? It seems you have derived some pleasure from it, and what gift has he give- this is it?” He pulled it open, the page naturally falling on the last read scene. “You know, there was a second part of my plan, for what is eternity without someone to share it with. I knew that within this play lead the secret to finding a woman suitable. Helena, beautiful as she was resisted any spell of control. Yet this makes perfect sense, someone that can hold more than one soul? Why you would simply need to place a dominant piece of your own within the bride and- now who do I know that can hold more than one soul. Oh Dragonborn, it seems my interest in you has just begun, and you have handed it right to me. To think how much of the fool Jarl’s resources I wasted to try and exert pressure to get this text to me without success and then you bring it right along. Why its as if-“ “STOP RIGHT THERE THERIN!” I turned to see the Jarl of Whiterun and his bodyguard along with Farengar and a whole cadre of Whiteurn guards standing at the entrance of the entrance to the balcony. Not wasting time Therin ran to the balcony, just before leaping off he shouted back “We will meet again Dragonborn, find me in Windhelm.” With that he leaped into the open sky yet I knew that through some trick of magic he would survive. The Jarl walked toward me, staring long and hard. “Dragonborn? So for once the rumours are actually true, the lands greatest warrior has been turned into a little girl. My whole world feel for what seemed the hundredth time. There would be no stopping this getting out, where rumours had existed from a single eye witness now many guards would talk. I was known in this form around Whiterun, my description would spread. People far and wide would- oh gods, Whiterun! The site where I had been stripped, and humiliated by a bard no less. No doubt he would soon be singing a new song in my honour. “Y,y,yes Jarl, it’s true.” So in a shaking voice I explained all, the guards listening in intently. When I was done the jarl spoke. “It was a noble thing you did but foolish, the land needed a hero not a little girl, two little girls I suppose counting you and this Helena. I cannot track Therin down in Windhelm without declaring my city for a side in the war. That I will not do. If there is anything left of what you once were you must be the one to find him and end this madness you have started.” With that he walked away, I left Dragonsreach and retuned home. Seeing my Houscarl Lydia on route I tried to catch her eye but she spat in disgust, shame in her eyes. -
As I walked around the college to get meals or to study in the library I began to notice looks cast my way. I became angered thinking tales of my transformation had spread despite the head mage searing all associated parties to secrecy. As I began to recognise the nature of the looks I went from anger to embarrassment, I had become used to being an object of attraction but rarely from men and never with the hungry intensity that now followed me. Had I looked at women this way?! I was no closer to getting answers in the library, none of the mages could offer any real insight into removing the curse. The only real answer seemed to lie in tracking Therin down and somehow making him remove the curse. Yet in my current state could I really make him do anything? I still had my skills, my knowledge of fighting and strangely I felt quicker, more agile than I had been. Yet I had not the strength of endurance not my shouting, I was not convinced I could best a common bandit at present let alone a mage of Therin’s power. Also, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my tracking him down was exactly what he wanted. That he planned for something like this. I do not believe he could have foreseen the nature of my transformation, Leo’s explanation had been difficult to follow, almost difficult to believe if wasn’t living evidence of it. “It was the sheer extent of the essence that we had to remove, I confess I did not see this possibility. In effect, we stripped you back to basics, we rebuilt you almost from scratch indeed this is where Tolfdir’s transformation magic came in, copying what essence we could from your existing type. You were for all intents and purposes before birth and like a birth it could be as likely to be a girl as a boy.” It was not much of an explanation and indeed I believed there was a great deal more that was unsaid, things Leo probably rightly believed I would not be able to comprehend. One thing was certain in my mind, I had achieved all I could for the time being in Winterhold if indeed this was an achievement. I was alive at least. Still sane and in a sense, still whole. There was a treacherous, vain part of my mind that allowed that at least I was not ugly. Yet for the first time I felt vulnerable, where once the open roads had called to me, now trepidation filled my heart. It became clear I could no longer be able to wear my steel plate. The mages had found me some old leather armour that with some adjustment just about fit. I sifted through the packs of loot now strapped to Masha’s saddle, my greataxe was too much so I tried a longsword. Again, the sheer weight seemed too much, I could wield it but in truth knew I would tire quickly. I settled on a sturdy steel dagger of decent length, it would prove better than nothing, deciding against a shield. In my present condition, I judged that I would be better placed dodging attacks than trying to block them. My preparations complete I swung atop Masha, who had still seemed to recognise me, and I was under way. I had decided to make my way to Whiterun, a centre of trade and movement someone there may have heard of Therin and his movements. I had also decided to look into buying the vacant property Breezehome, it was not the grand manner in Solitude but was easily affordable and I felt it would be better to hide my wealth rather than risk carrying it around. I made good progress along the roads, a group of Foresworn had jumped out at one point but I put my heels into Masha’s side and made my escape. It burned me to run away from a fight but when I tested my new form I wanted it to be a simpler fight that would allow me to assess what I could still do and hopefully come away unscathed. The familiar rolling gait of Masha lulled me in familiarity, forgetting my current condition. My mind had simply turned to the task at hand, analysing how best to proceed. That is, until I passed a group of Imperial soldiers on the road. Despite pressure from both groups I had managed to keep myself out of their conflict until I could make certain of the right side to support. This encounter brought reality crashing back as found myself the centre of their attention and catcalls. “Look at the tits on it!” “Come here baby, stop riding the horse and start riding me!” “Look at the puny dagger she has, honey you want a real weapon, I’ve got something you can wield.” “Can’t help but envy that horse, wish I was between her legs.” My face burning, I tried not to make eye contact and get past them with as much dignity as possible. “Aww look at her blush, could she be a virgin?” “With a body like that? Almost a crime, her keeping that to herself…” Their voices faded into the distance as I urged Masha to gradually greater and greater speeds until we were going faster than when the Forsworn had attacked. Travelling through the day I pushed on through the night as well. I spotted a wolf in the distance, dismounting I walked toward it with Masha not far behind me. This was the time for practice. It spotted me and immediately attacked. I only narrowly stepped out the way of the first lunge but a second brought it in close its bite only just halted by the leather armour, pain spread through my midriff and for a second I almost forgot my own attack. Slashing quickly with the dagger I tore lines across its body and snout. It backed away for a second. The wolf and I both breathed heavily now, watching one another. This was a creature I had once been able to fell in a single blow. Now it demanded my full focus and respect. It lunged once more but this time I was ready for it, stepping to the side I drew another slash along its side parallel to the one from earlier but rather than slash again I bashed it with the handle and my fist on the snout momentarily stunned by my attack I had time to deliver a powerful blow to the back of its neck and then another. The wold dropped dead at my feet, I doubled over panting, my breath misting in front of my face <level 1> I did not feel any stronger for the contest, only profoundly tired and sore. Too weary to swing on the saddle I walked on, sipping at a minor healing potion from my pouch brought some relief but this was still a stark lesson how far I had fallen. Spotting a nearby lake, I decided to stop and make camp. Getting a fire going I looked at the beauty of the Skyrim sky, the stars and full moon reflecting on the water’s surface. Thinking a swim and a bathe might ease my aches I stripped off and slowly walked waist deep into the water. I breathed deeply as the shock of the cold water caught my breath. My breasts began to heave in and out as I took deep breaths, my nipples almost painfully erect. For a moment, I got the sense of being watched but the thought from my mind as paranoia. Skyrim was a wide-open place and I thought it unlikely anyone would be here right now. Looking down again at my refection the face and body looking back at me still seemed unfamiliar. I could not deny the beauty of the form. Large but not oversized breasts on a slim but curvaceous figure looking around I really noticed for the first time how shapely my butt had become, round but firm. As I bathed I became very aware of my own hands, this body was new to me, it’s sensitivities and desires. My washing had been vigorous at first to fight off the cold but it started to become something more. I felt confused, staring at the beautiful figure in the lake. I could not reconcile that this was me and not some creature of wildest fantasy, a strange heat stole over my whole body. I became aware of a wet stickiness forming between my legs that had nothing to do with the water from the lake. What was I doing?! And yet my hands moved on their own, one cupping my breast, caressing the nipple with my thumb. The other worked between my legs slowly working upward where I found that place that had made other women cry in pleasure before. I worked myself, slowly at first, but building in momentum, soft moans escaped my lips. My face felt flushed as I panted out my pleasure. I bent forward, arching my back, my hips had begun to thrust in time with my fingers. Through cracked eyelids I made out a shape. Startled I realised the shape was a man, from his dress a hunter. Except that he was only half dressed, the bottom half was bare, his hand clutched his cock, pumping furiously up and down. In shame, I cupped myself and ran back to Masha. Not even bothering to pack up camp I grabbed my armour and leaped atop Masha. I quickly put her into a gallop riding away in shame, my breasts now free bounced in time with Masha’s steps. Safely away from view of the lake I re-dressed and pushed on for Whiterun. As day broke the city came into view. I rode up to the stables, checked Masha in and walked up to the city. In a way I felt this to be quite a large test, Skulvar, the stable master had not seemed to recognise me. Indeed there was no real reason anyone should recognise me. This was something that I had been struggling with, if I should simply announce myself. As the Dragonborn I had helped a lot of people, many people held my gratitdude and owed me favours. However, I had also made enemies and there were others still that would pursue me simply to say they had taken down the Dragonborn. Once I may have welcomed such a challenge but now it seemed foolhardy at best. Then again, who would believe me anyway? Making my way through the city, I headed up to Dragonsreach in search of the Jarl’s steward intent on buying Breezehome and using Whiterun as a base of operations. Walking through the hall I noticed the steward at the table and approached. “Hail Steward” I had always found Proventus Avenicci distasteful, like so many Imperial’s he seemed to me to be a cowardly, snivelling money minded worm and now I certainly did not like the way his eyes lit up at the sight of me. “Why hello my lady, and what can Proventus Avenicci, Steward of Whiterun, right hand to the Jarl do to, erm, for you?” “I notice that the building Breezehome is unoccupied and hoped that I could purchase it along with furnishings, I can pay in gold upfront.” “My lady, I regret that is not something I can grant, only the Jarl could grant such permission. You would need to win his trust, a hard thing to do. In truth I believe he hopes the fabled warrior, the Dragonborn, would buy the home and take residence in the city.” I stood shocked, with everything that had gone on I had forgotten the rules in purchasing a home in a Skyrim city. I had previously held the right in several cities but of course now who would know? “But you’re the Steward, surely there must be something you can do?” Again that light in the eyes and a sinking feeling came into my stomach before he even spoke. “Well, I am rather important. I could, I’m sure smooth things over with the Jarl if you were to do something for me.” I could see where this was going and yet still had to ask. “What did you have in mind.” “Well, I am a busy man, I don’t usually get time for, er, recreational activities or even chance to find willing, erm partners. If you were to, to, ah how do I say.” He stopped and looked around, seeing no one close by, he continued much more confidently. “Give me a blowjob and I will see that that you are able to purchase the house.” “What?! Anger washed over me, embarrassment followed suit. I could never imagine doing such a thing to a man. Or could I? Well not this man but I could not deny that since my change men had begun to look different to me. I had noticed- enough of such thoughts! “How dare you, do you know who I am?!” “No, I don’t and neither does the Jarl or as far as I am aware, anyone in the city. That’s the whole point. If you want to spend the next few months running errands for the Jarl hoping to win his favour be my guest but looking at your body I imagine his request will be much the same as mine but being a Jarl he will not stop at wanting a blowjob.” “I don’t need a house that badly. I’ll say good day to you before I say anything I may regret.” I turned to leave and marched toward the steps leading to the doors. He shouted to my back. “If you change your mind sweetness, the offer remains open. Don’t take too long though. Some other hot slut may beat you to it!” I stomped the rest of the way, anger leading me out of the keep into the city. I was not even aware of where I was headed until I found myself in the familiar warmth and clamour of the Bannered Mare Inn. Plans for homes, for tracking down Therin, becoming stronger, destiny. All this went out the window. Right now I just needed a drink. I marched to the bar and ordered an ale. I made the mistake of drinking it as I always had, forgetting my constitution was not what it was. The drink immediately went to my head and the world began to spin pleasantly. My vision a little foggy around the edges. I continued to sup at my tankard as voices swept all around me. “Not good for my crops…” “… the Dragonborn? Last seen him near Markarth I heard…” “… yeah Farengar all bent out of shape since the Jarl brought in an extra mage…” “… taxes… Jarl… Giant problem…” “… the war is not my problem…” I had found myself staring at the wide bulging muscles of the warrior Simir, finding him suddenly strangely fascinating when I heard a voice just beside me. “Good evening my lady might I ask your name?” I looked up through blurry eyes to see the bard Mikael standing over me with two drinks in his hands. Still unused to as being addressed as a lady it took me a second to catch up. “Oh, Unn… erm my name is Unn” “Well Unn, it appears I have an extra drink, I have finished for the night, might I join you and share my extra ale?” “Erm, sure why not?” The drink was pushed eagerly into my hands and I drank at it without thought. The alcohol already in me was now intensified. Versed in poisons I sensed nothing in the drink but ale. However that was still enough to make me completely light headed. Mikael was chattering away but I heard none of it. “I, I’m sorry but I suddenly don’t feel… well. I think I may need some air. I staggered to my feet and was about to make my way to the door. I stumbled as I went but an arm caught mine and held me upright. I turned to see Mikael once again. “Now, now. You seem unsteady. I think you could use a lie down. Come with me, I’ll take you to my room…” Too delirious to think I allowed myself to be led through the tavern toward the kitchen area when a strong hand landed on my shoulder and another on Mikael’s. “Here now what’s this then?” “Ah, Uthgerd I erm was just assisting the lady, she seems a bit worse for wear.” “I can well see what you were doing Mikael, you slime. And you girl don’t you have the sense you were born with. Getting in such a state with looks like yours, you may as well walk around wearing a sign saying ‘please rape’ by the love of the gods!” “Er, um… what?” “Never mind, Mikael get out of my site before I break you into a thousand pieces. And you girl come with me.” Uthgerd led me outside, the powerful woman’s arms keeping me upright and in a relatively straight line. I envied her in that moment. How did this woman have such strength when I, a warrior out of legend was suddenly so weak. “Now! Get your head together you simple doxy” she cuffed me lightly round the head as she said this. “Take some control, you have your looks but it seems little else. If you are going to allow yourself to be taken by such sleaze at least get something in return.” With that she turned around and left me standing in the street feeling profoundly confused and sorry for myself not to mention still very drunk. Once again, I walked aimlessly, finding myself outside the blacksmith shop. The familiar figure of Proventus Avenicci stepped out in that moment. Not sure what had taken over me, be it the drink or Uthgerd’s words. Perhaps the sheer powerlessness I had suddenly experienced. I felt a need to take control. If suddenly this new bod was only good for one thing then I would damn well make the most of it! “YOU!” The Steward turned, looking alarmed. “You want a blowjob so bad, fine.” I marched toward him, dropped to my knees and began to work at his trousers. “Wait, wait, wait you stupid drunken slut! Not here, I have a reputation to uphold, come with me.” He led me round the back of the smithy before turning to face me fully. Before I knew what had happened he had planted his lips on mine. A snake like tongue darted between my lips and probed around the inside of my mouth. In spite of my better judgement I allowed this to happen. In time I moved my own tongue to entwin with his. He cupped my breasts, hesitantly at first but when I did not fight him away he became more assured. Pulling my armour back and taking both breasts in his hands. “Now…uh… now you start.” He pushed me down to my knees, I removed his member. I thought what a disappointment it was, some strange part of my brain seemed to be hoping for more. It stood erect what of it there was. I kneeled there stupefied for a second not sure what to do. “Take it you slut!” This was my last chance to back out, but the drink and hopelessness of the evening robbed me of any fight. I took his penis in my hand working it slowly, a gentle up and down pumping action. I then took it in my mouth. Surprised that it tasted not unpleasant. Proventus clearly a man who liked to bathe regularly. “Come on cunt, have you never sucked a cock before?! Work the head, go up and down. Use your fucking- oh… ahh.. that’s… that’s fucking it… suck you bitch… fucking suck… ahhh” I worked building in speed, recalling such blowjobs and trying to emulate the ones I had enjoyed. I teased the head between my teeth focusing on that area alone, drool poured down my chin as I sucked harder and harder. He by turn thrust his hips more and more sending him further back into my throat, what had seemed small now threatened to choke me as he built toward a climax. “Just… a bit.. fucking… mooooorrrrreeeee-AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Hot sperm spewed into my mouth, I instinctively tried to pull away and spit it out but he held my head firm, gripping my hair. “You are going to swallow every last drop you ungrateful cunt.” Eventually he pulled away leaving me laid on the ground retching. “Come to the keep tomorrow and I will have your papers sorted. Not a word of this to anyone slut. He left me laid there, tears of shame running down my face, mixing with the cum stuck to my chin. The totality of my actions hit me then. Suddenly I was sober, very sober. Ashamed to my core, I tried to justify to myself that I had previously slept with women to get what I needed, be it information, access or just a warm bed. But this felt different, like I was somehow lessened. Where before I had felt empowered, even entitled I now felt small. I had made a choice, though at the time I did not really appreciate just how much of a choice. By this one act I had set myself a certain path, accepted my new status where before I had railed against it. I put my head down, and slept there, the area kept warm by the smelter and fire of the smithy. I awoke the next day, sore and with an aching head. I tried to put the events of the earlier night out of my mind. I made my way toward the keep, handed over my gold and took my papers and key. Proventus, as good as his word which was a pleasant surprise at least. He had met me at the foot of the stairs not allowing me too close to the Jarl and the great and good, a small, smug smile his only acknowledgment of the night before. I kept my head bowed, looking up only briefly toward the throne where I caught site of the back of blue robes facing the Jarl. In my own world of misery I paid it no mind and simply trudged back out and down the stairs toward my new home. As I reached the bannered mare on route to Beezehome I noticed Mikael walking out. My humiliation and shame boiled into anger at the sight of him and what he represented. That such a weakling nobody bard would attempt to take advantage of me was reason enough for rage but with the events of the night before I was determined the stamp some physical authority on someone. He was not someone I would previously have picked a fight with, considering him beneath my notice but right then I needed a fight I could win, I needed to regain some dignity and assert some physical dominance over someone, even someone as pathetic as him. “Bard!” He looked at me bemused, tried a smile. If he thought he was charming he was about to have a rude awakening. “Ah lady, if this was about our misunderstanding, I assure you my intentions were purely-“ “Save it you dung! How dare you?! You think you could take advantage of me?!” I noticed that a crowd had gathered around, good. Let them see me put this cowering shit in his place. Perhaps I would need to work my way from the bottom up to regain some dignity in my quest to track down Therin. I decided that it ended here, my being walked over, humiliated overlooked. The end would begin here. I walked forward with my fists raised. As he realised what was about to happening the coward tried to back away, his position in no way able to defend himself. His back hit the post that supported Belethors general store and the alchemist’s place. With no escape for him I unloaded a punch with perfect technique catching on the nose, blood fountained out, not letting up I let my other hand loose toward his stomach, I heard a satisfying whoosh of air as the punch connected. I continued my assault letting fire another quick one two, his arms now trembled held in fear over his face. The crows around us had continued to grow, I heard chuckling and even some sounds of approval from one or two female voices, Mikael it seemed had tried this on with a few girls. The nearby guards were content to watch as brawling was considered a Nordic past time. With his face covered I began to work at his body again, three punches striking in quick succession. I allowed myself a small smile, feeling for the first time in a long time empowered. I never saw the punch he threw back, his first. It caught me square in the belly and it was now my air that whooshed from lungs. But where Mikael had stayed on his feet I found myself collapsing to my knees, my eyes wide open in shock. I pitched forward onto my hands, my knees still rooted to the ground, unable to move. “Get up bitch, come on. You were so tough a second ago. Where has your smile gone. Get up!” I managed to raise my head and pull my hands from the ground but remained on my knees, a mirror of my pose last night. My mouth was agape, trying to gasp in air. He grabbed me by the hair and hauled me to my feet, supporting my weight, almost gently he turned me around to rest back against the post. With that holding me up he threw three punches into my unprotected midriff until I once again began to sink back to the ground. My moment of triumph had taken on a sickening turn, once again my reality contracting with my desire. The whole of Whiterun it seemed looked on and once more my face burned with shame. “You are nothing but a teasing slut! A pretend bitch, what are you doing in armour. You really think that you are a warrior? After this does anyone here think she is a warrior?” He called this last to the gathered crowds, I saw heads shake and worse there was once more chuckling from the crowd. “You are no warrior, so should not be dressed as such.” At this last he once again dragged me to my feet and began to tear away my armor and the underlay. My hands tried to push him away but my strength was gone, I looked around for help but still everyone, guards included just watched with interest. Someone called out. “Go on Mikael!” “Yeah, you show that upstart bitch!” “She thinks she can do what she wants, she loses a fight she should pay the penalty.” Soon enough my armour had been peeled away until I stood in nothing more than boots and bracers. Desperately I tried to cover myself, unable to bare the whole world looking upon me but Mikael grabbed my arms and held them to the side, whispering in my ear: “This is what you get slut! How tough do you feel now? Look at you sobbing. You’re nothing, naked is all you’re good for!” Eventually he let me go and walked away. Once more I sank to the ground this time more in shame than exhaustion. With shaking arms, I re-dressed myself and numbly made my way to Breezehome. I tried to busy myself with the process of arranging my new home, over the next few days I arranged to my desire, hiding my valuables beneath a loose floorboard, keeping aside a small sum of septims for my travels, I only left once to collect food. Nobody mentioned the incident with Mikael. Humiliating as the sly smiles of the men were, the pitying looks of the women were a hundred times were worse. I looked around Breezehome knowing I would have to leave. I had planned this to be a centre of my investigation but right now I knew I could not stay in Whiterun. I could not listen to travel gossip and news if I could not even face the people that lived there. I left and locked up, heading toward the Skyforge. Speaking to Eorland Grey Mane I commissioned some new armour, fitted to purpose. A corset of leather and steel fitted my top while a skirt of toughened leather connected with matching boots and greaves. I also bought at a over the odds a new dagger with a wicked, sharp point. He told me it was made from a mix of Dragonbone and Skyforge steel. He named it Dragonsting. He had the grace not to mention what had happened with my last set of armour. Packed and ready I knew now that this new form was intolerable, that I would likely live either as someone of inconsequence or as a victim. I had to find Therin and fast. Somehow, I had to persuade him to undo the curse and revert me back to my old form. My previous misgivings were consumed by the overwhelming need to remove this condition no matter what. I would do anything, I was past the point of thinking of ways to defeat him. I knew I would have to negotiate and would offer him anything.
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I stand looking at the bandit weapon drawn. Circling with him slowly scanning the horizon to make sure he is alone. He doesn’t charge in right away which seems odd, usually they rush right in. Almost like he is sizing me up, but more likely he is just scared. My fame is starting to get around, and many of these would be attackers are getting the message that you don’t want to mess with the dragon born. He carries a 2-handed club like many of them seem to do, they like the power. But it’s a slow weapon, and I’m not that worried. Finally he makes his move coming at me, instead of the usual power attack he starts with a jab right into the center of my shield. It pushes me back a little. I try a swing at him but he parries quite easily and kicks me hard in the stomach. I lose my breath from the kick, and I’m almost unable to get my shield up in time to block the swing of his hammer as it comes around at me. Already off balance the blow staggers me. I take a wild swing at him but he dodges and rolls under my slash attack. I try a back hand swing but he parries that and hooks the head of his hammer on the far side of my wrist as the shaft stops my blade. With a quick twist my sword goes flying. I panic I try to spin around with my shield to slam him but he saw it coming a mile away, and simply catches my shield with his hands. He dropped his hammer to catch my shield? He knows this fight is over… He yanks hard on my shield spinning me with it and I am tossed to the ground as my shield is pulled from my arm. I am face down on the ground now, out of breath, unarmed. It seems like forever as I try to struggle to my feet but it really isn’t but a split second till he is on top of me. At least I managed to get on my back. My hands reach for his face but he catches my wrists and struggles to push my arms down. I am stronger than he expected but not strong enough and I am not winning this arm battle. I thrust up with my knee hoping to catch him off guard… I don’t he was waiting for that. The move allows him to get his knee under my hip and use it to spin me over onto my front. My legs are no longer much use in this but I continue to thrash around with them anyway. He shifts his weight to pin one of my arms under him as he moves to use both his arms against my only free one. I feel my gauntlet pulled off and a metal ring goes around my wrist with a familiar click sound. Suddenly my other arm is free, my excitement quickly fades as I realize he let it get free so he could grab it. Everything I have I put into trying to stop what is coming next but it all comes to nothing as the other gauntlet is pulled from my hand and my heart sinks and I hear…. Click. That moment when you realize your arms are now locked in cuffs and he is free to use his arms for whatever he wants. It takes him no time at all to reposition himself still pinning me down but now facing my legs. I thrash wildly but there is nothing I can do. One by one my legs are caught, and my boots are removed. My legs are now totally bare… naked and kicking. He ties a rope around them, and I’m no longer able to do much more than just beat them up and down against the cold ground. I hear myself shouting at him, threats, “just wait till I get out of this” that sort of thing. He just stands up and looks down on me. I try to roll over but he places his foot on my back stopping me. He kneels down and his hands are now around my head forcing something in my mouth, something metal. As it pulls tight the ring stands up and forces my mouth open wide… painfully. I have no more words, just whimpers. This is the first time I feel the tears start to well up in my eyes. But I fight them off… he’s not going to get the satisfaction. But it is hard to stop the tears, I can’t fight back anymore. My words were my last bit of defiance and now they are gone too, I have no more weapons. I feel the tugs at the straps to my breastplate, and the loose feeling as they are freed. My weapons gone and now my only defense falls away from my body. All that is left is my tunic. A sheer silky bit of cloth between me and what’s next. I hear the dagger come out of the sheath, and wait for the cold feel of the steel on my throat, this is it I think, this is how it ends. But that feeling never arrives as I am rolled over onto my back instead. “Idiot!” I think to myself, this is a long way from over. With one quick pull of the knife my tunic is separated down the front. It’s not long before the tatters of it are pulled free from my body leaving me totally naked laying on the ground before him. He stares at me like he just opened a present on the Winter Solstice Day, and it sickens me to see him and see my body naked before him. So I look away. I look up so I can’t see his face, or glimpse my own naked body. I realize I am crying now, and I try and choke it back. I try to take my mind someplace else, were I am alone and safe. But then with a SMACK! I am back. Away in my mind I hadn’t realized he rolled me onto his lap. But there I am naked over his knee like a little child getting ready to get what is coming to her. Another Smack, I scream in pain and humiliation. My mind can’t take me away from the pain, I am in the here and now. Laying naked over his lap I can tell he likes it when I cry out, and this is not going to be quick. Blow after blow I am reduced to sobbing uncontrollably all dignity all resistance gone. All hope… Gone. I lose track of time, it seems like this is all my life is now, but there is always more. I am on my knees now facing him. He is standing before me this time it isn’t my nakedness I notice… but his. He grabs my head and pushes himself into my mouth. The ring prevents me from stopping him, like I said I have no more weapons. But I force myself to stay limp I’m not going to help get him off he is going to have to do all the work himself. He moves one of his hands to my nose and pinches it shut... I begin to choke from the lack of air. As my throat constricts to gasp it grabs his penis and messages it sporadically. He has done this before, this one knows how to use me to get what he wants. This thought sinks in as he alternates letting me breathe and making me choke on him. I am his plaything, a toy he pushes a button I pleasure him. The hot mess fills my mouth and throat and I choke trying to swallow it, he has plenty for my mouth and more than enough to for my face. Holding my hair he lifts my gaze up to meet his eyes so he can admire his handy work. He releases me and I go limp, I am sobbing as it all fades to black. I don’t know how long I am out… It had to have been a while. It’s still hazy and like a dream but it seems like I am face in the dirt ass in the air on my knees. I can feel him behind me, his hands on my hips. It just happens, no warning, no foreplay, he is in me. Not the hole he is supposed to use either. The smaller dryer one. Skin tears from his size, the pain is unreal. I hear screaming…. It’s me. “You weren't expecting that, were you!” he says. The pain is so bad I hardly notice the extra pain of his body slamming against my raw bottom still sore from the spanking… yesterday? Earlier? I don’t even know how long this has been happening to me. I want to pass out but that screaming keeps me awake. My screaming. It all goes black again. I wake up slowly, the dark blurs they turn to bright blurs then turn back to dark ones again. Finally I hear talking, I don’t understand what they are saying. The blur is bright but not too bright, like fire. A torch I see a torch on the wall to my left. Where am I? I try to move my arm but it won’t budge. I am standing against a wall. My arms pinned to my sides by the walls of my tiny cage. There are more people here, I feel tears welling up again. “No more” I hear myself whimper. One of the blurry figures looks up at me, but they say nothing. My focus begins to return, and I can see now. The others with me aren’t attackers or more rapists. They are prisoners… Just like me. This is a cell. Who is talking? What are they saying? The words are so fast it is hard to tell they are in the common dialect. Finally I recognize a word, and it chills me. “Sold!” I feel myself starting to sob again, and I fight it back. They finally come for me after what seems like an eternity. The voice tells the big man, “She’s finally awake, good. Can’t wait to see the price she fetches! Get her to the block.” The big man opens my cage and slings me over his shoulder like a sack of grain. The block is a stage in a room full of people. Chains hang from the ceiling and I am hung from those chains. It’s not long before I hear that word again. “Sold!” This time I lose the fight, and start sobbing. The blackness that comes is from a hood being placed over my head. No reason to stay awake for now, need my strength. I dream that I am home in Whiterun, in my own bed. The dream is broken by a voice. “You’re awake my thane! Drink something.” I recognize the voice and the face. It’s Lydia! I feel the cool moisture as water soothes my raw throat. “I thought you were dead for sure, but I had a man watching the auction houses just in case. You’re safe now, sleep.” Yes sleep, I don’t want to wake up from this dream.
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It seems like meeting Cedric after dark was the unanimous winner for part 3! If you missed part 2, you can see it here: feel free to vote in the poll to decide the next chapter too, caution, the bad end scenario will be a game over chapter! Once again, if you're not happy with any of the choices, feel free to suggest your own in the comments and i'll add it to the poll! Enjoy! Section 1: Section 2: Section 3: Section 4 Part 4 on hold, needs a re-write as not quite happy with how it came out.
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Part 1: Purpose and Planned Features
Pamatronic posted a blog entry in Orkish Bounty Hunters - Development blog
So, the Primary Idea behind this Mod is adding a mechanic into the game which can reasonably result in the Player getting jailed without the need for him to play along or willingly submit. Bounty Hunters do exist in the Vanilla game, but they will only show up if your bounty is higher than 1000 Gold (which is incredibly rare). Usually the worst crime you will be committing is petty theft or pick-pocketing, therefore there are pretty much no consequences for crime. especially since you can just bribe Guards... So we need another variant of Bounty Hunters. with three Important distinctions: 1: they come after the player at lower bounties. 2: Getting Defeated by them actually results in Jail. 3: They are independent from all other mods and don't cause compatibility issues. Point 1 is easy to address. Just ad a MCM configurable threshold for bounties. After the threshold has been reached, scripted ambushes can be launched in randomized intervalls. Point 2 will require some thinking. Stuff happening upon player Defeat? Sounds like yet Another Defeat mod which will be mutually exclusive with all the other ones. And Because I´m fully aware that there really is no point in doing that, I have to come up with a scripted system which can run in parallel to the regular player health and can therefore run alongside any regular combat defeat mod without interfering each other. I´m thinking about some poison system which increases a meter when the player is hit by a member of a hunting party. In addition, regular health damage needs to be nullified, but this is easily achieved with the vanilla perk system. Point 3 - compatibility For multiple reasons, I want this to be completely independent. which means the Only master will be Skyrim.esm (and maybe the official dlc). No Zap, no DD, and only soft dependencies to Sexlab, Prison alternative, and Deadly furnitures. This also means that there will be nothing overly complicated and error-prone like the physical walk to Jail like the POP bounty hunters do it. If the player is restrained at any point, they will remain in place and use only the vanilla functions for Handling player controls. Movement over long distances will happen offscreen to avoid path finding mayhem and potential attacks by the wildlife. Modifications to all vanilla cells will also be kept to a minimum. While there will be a plethora of post-defeat scenarios for the player, he and potential followers will be moved to a more controllable environment (purpose built campsite) before any scenes and punishments commences. This controlled environment avoids scene problems if the player has been defeated on difficult terrain, and also offers some interesting options for escape scenarios and minigames. Assuming the player is still alive after the punishment and failed to escape, they will then be moved to Jail as usual (i.e blackscreen teleport). Where to start? For the first phase of the project, I will start with getting a basic ambush system set up, as well as the combat mechanic and the defeat outcome handler. For starters, there will only be a "directly to Jail" outcome without additional treatment by the captors. This simple Jail outcome will be universally compatible with Vanilla Jails (including Markath and Winterhold), as well as PA-managed Jails if it is installed. -
Naked Defeat 3-0 full (SE)_Voice.7z View File Naked Defeat 3-0 full (SE)_Voice.7z Voice pack to give voice to NPCs Mod located: https://www.loverslab.com/files/file/17888-naked-defeat-se/ For Skyrim SE install voice pack as is For Skyrim LE extract "sound" folder to mod folder Submitter judge007 Submitted 07/17/2021 Category Adult Mods Requires Regular Edition Compatible No -
SexLab Stop Combat 1.05 SE View File This is a port for Skyrim SE of the original file SexLabStopCombat LE Have you ever felt it necessary to make the mass NPC combat more like what the Templars and Crusaders in the Middle Ages really were? The new version of an old mod allows you to adjust your mass non-player characters to enjoy the spoils of their victory. Whether it’s the Stormcloaks versus the Imperials or the creatures versus the town folk, this combination does it all. Defeat mod has this functionality for the group, however, if any other NPC start fighting then the whole things stops. SexLab Stop Combat removes the individual couples out of combat for a time. As long as no other NPC's have already targeted those NPC then the couple can engage until the scene ends. This makes it so combat and sex can coexist in the same battle. I have included several screenshots my configuration. You can adjust it so they have combat then they engage in an orgy after that they reengage in combat depending on the likelihood of them being knockdown and engage in sex After much experimentation here’s what to keep in mind. The setting for the NPC Set defeat to have Highly likely to get hit can be assaulted by anybody and can be knocked down by anybody. Set defeat to have hit and combat both unselected this will keep them engage in their activity regardless about what kind of combat going on around them. In the NPC vs NPC make sure Last Enemy is unchecked. You can also select Sexlab victim stays undressed. Therefore, you have a bunch of NPC’s running around naked. NPCs must be high level and hard to kill otherwise they just die at the first hit. If you have a high level character than this will cause NPCs to be high-level as well. Look for other mods to adjust NPC hit points and armor rating. Conflicts Follows frameworks can cause NPC to become hostile prematurely. Mods can add NPC that are not effective Compatibility Levels Tower arena area creates NPC Forsworn and Thalmor can fight and have orgys https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/2692 I've included my config files and load order my_config.7z Submitter Gone_Girl Submitted 02/08/2021 Category Adult Mods Requires SexLab Framework 1.61b SexLabDefeat Regular Edition Compatible No -
Warning - all adult content! Hi all, For those who were following a few months ago, you'll remember the Brigand Diaries had to be put on hold due to massive lag and crashes. These issues - due to a heavy mod load, lots of NPCs and clashing mods - have been mostly resolved. It is now time to continue the adventures of Baldur the Brute, a ruthless nord bandit. This time with screenshots. The premise: Use Skyrim Unbound for a fresh start in life as "So, Not the Dragonborn". Rather than brave stuff like hunting Draugr and Vampires, you seek to make your fortune - if it can be called that - with petty thievery, robbery, murder and the ravishing of maidens. Well of anyone really. Bandits aren't picky. http://www.loverslab.com/topic/32741-the-brigand-diaries-pt1/?hl=brigand+diaries The ultimate goal is to become notorious, despised and to lead your band to capture bandit strongholds and operate out of them. The essential mods are: Skyrim Unbound Sexlab, including defeat (a bandit has to do him some rapin') Become a Bandit mod - lets you do stick ups and demand money from victims A multiple follower mod No moral conscience whatsoever I have also used various village and town expansion mods, to make the world livelier, a lot of user-made followers and NPCs both for my gang and potential victims; a slavery one to force recruit other bandits and a rich merchants mod to make selling loot more profitable. Apologies in advance to all the excellent modders out there for turning your NPCs into thugs or victims and to those who made towns and villages better so my band of cutthroats could go and sack them. I won't use any real names. The last season left off with me and a merry band capturing the bandit fort outside Whiterun near the West Tower. The plan was to operate out of that robbing travellers along the road and eventually go and plunder Rorikstead and other villages. After restarting I have made it back to the fort, this time with some different followers to reflect the roundabout way I got there. We are a band of eight. So who's along for the ride? Willing to pick up where we left off and follow me for some brazen, unmitigated brigandage? More to come shortly as soon as I get the snaps sorted on photobucket. The story so far: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/32741-the-brigand-diaries-pt1/?hl=brigand+diaries
