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View File [Minecraft] Hermaphrodite Resource Pack [OnHiatus] Through the use of Optifine and several days of blindly struggling/tinkering with .jem/.jpm files I have managed to create this resource-pack. Compatible Minecraft Versions: 1.13, 1.14, I am a bit busy so if anyone wants to test previous versions of optifine to see if it works be sure to leave a comment with version number. Installation: 1. place the resourcepack in the resourcepack folder. 2. if the models arent showing correctly then make sure the pack has higher priority than other resourcepacks and make sure "Custom Entity Models" is enabled in the Quality settings menu. Current mob(s): Wolf - Has been given a vagina, anus, and large penis. Wither - Given breasts and a large penis. basic Guardian - Has been given four breasts and a penis, on it's underside. Witch - Has 4 variants. a mix of old and young, with exposed and dressed variants. Ender Dragon - Has been given a large pair of breasts and a massive cock befitting a final boss. Drowned - 3 Variants. Rotten, ancient, and priestess. Rotten is in brown rags, Ancient is in torn white robes and less rot, Priestess is in intact robes and no rot. Iron Golem - Given a penis and breasts fit for such a large machine. Enderman - Given a grape flavored tendril and breasts. Horse/Donkey/Mule - Given a large cock. Shulker - Made in a tentacle plant thing. Snowgolem - Given a pair of breasts, an ass, and a cock. Upcoming: On hiatus I will be working on various mobs, whatever things i can justify sexualizing. My plan is to make every single thing i can have both male and female genitalia. Requirements: optifine, Should in theory work with any version that supports the use of CEM(Custom Entity Model) files to edit models. I've been inspired to make Minecraft as lewd as possible, taking inspiration from the fact that very few have sexualized minecraft outside of fan-art. The person who's work inspired me to make this adult resource pack has their own pack that they are working on. Be sure to check it out! Contributors List throwawaydingus - Made the icon for the pack. Submitter unknownphantom77 Submitted 05/02/2019 Category Misc Adult Mods Requires Optifine  

Below is a list of mods from both the 32-Bit and 64-Bit Skyrim modding communities which are either oriented towards androgynous characters or are well suited to them in one way or another. Frameworks- Bodies - Schlongs-

Futa for figura View File Model for figura which have horse penis, waist, tits, ass and some animations like dick sitting, fucked. I recommend using the "wildfire:fist face" mod and "wildfire:female gender" mod for the best experience. Submitter some_name3 Submitted 01/31/2024 Category Other Requires figura  

Amarith the Futanari Crusader View File NOTICE - I had a hell of a time getting this mod to work. First mod I ever made for special edition, and holy shit why is it so much harder making a follower with a custom face in SE than in LE??? So, I made, deleted, and changed a lot of stuff in the making of this mod. So I can't guarantee everything will work correctly, especially considering the CK really liked to tell me there was an error producing the BSA but produce it anyway, so idfk. I'd appreciate it if anyone that tries the mod let me know if it works and if you found any oddities. !!!!!!!!LOCATION!!!!!!!! She is located in the Falkreath INN, "Dead Man's Drink". Description: Also known across Morrowind as Amarith the Immortal, a holy crusader of the Gynopian Order in allegiance of the Goddess Kathrodite (Kath-thro-die-tee), Amarith has traveled far to Skyrim in search of heathen undead to slay and tight new holes to squeeze into. Her Futanium steel armor, forged in the molten jizz of her benevolent hermaphroditic Goddess Kathrodite, stands tall and imposing on sturdy high heel boots. Futanium vambraces, gauntlets, and pauldrons protect her flesh, while the fine fabric on her palms remains gentle enough to caress a partner without removing her armor. Her upper torso is padded by thick fabric woven with futanium maille, leaving the bottom half exposed so as not to disgrace herself by shutting away the blessing that swings proudly between her legs. No armor is needed there but the divine protection of Kathrodite. Installation: Download all requirements listed below and their prerequisites. Read all mod descriptions carefully if you're new to modding. This ain't no picnic. You have to work before you play, and if you half ass that work by blindly downloading stuff and not checking requirements it's your own fault if something doesn't work (Unless my mod is broke). The armor is a tad more complicated than the average mod, and the OG mod doesn't make that very clear. You need the texture files from the original Kardia mod, found here: https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/41822 After that you can install the 3BBB (3BA) converted version here on loverslab. You will find the link below in the requirements. After that it's a pretty standard install process. Just drop it in your data folder (After installing all requirements of course). Optional Options: Includes 3 options for your perusal: -Non Futanari ESP -Custom BodySlide Presets (For both the body and the schlong) -3BBB Vagina Texture Fix (Use if your char's pussy is too bright. Might be caused by ENB, idk. This is not made for my mod, I made this months ago. You can even use it without my mod.) Compatibility: The body should be compatible with all CBBE body texture mods, but the schlong is not. I recommend using Fair Skin. Fair Skin Complexion - https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/798 If you have to use another mod, you may need to deal with texture seams or make your own patch using the guide provided on the SOS addon page. Troubleshooting: Only issue I know about is that she won't have a penis when you first meet her. Though she does actually have a dick, it just takes some fiddling with to get it to show because the revealing tag on armor can be finicky. You can fix this by targeting her (Default hotkey is N) and then open the Schlongs of Skyrim MCM menu. Her settings will be on the right. Adjust the size value of her dick to your preference (I recommend something between 4 - 7). This'll reset her dick and make it visible. Requirements: Apachii Hair - https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/2014 (ApachiiSkyHairFemale_v_1_5_1) CBBE 3BBB (3BA) - https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/30174 RaceMenu High Heels - https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/18045 Submitter Subject2Host Submitted 04/04/2021 Category Adult Mods Requires Regular Edition Compatible No  

Glamourous Harlot/Allure Futanari View File Some shiny rags for your Futa girls, trans; or your regular girls if you want, just let it all hang out and get some fresh air, no more having to tie down ur dangly meat neatly between ur legs hehe....?? I do suggest getting Noirs Futanari Penis which is what I use, will provide the link below in the credits. I like the way this dress kinda folds around the base of the penis as if riding above it perfectly tailored to let the weeny fly high in the breeze lol, the dress is not so great with a penis with testicles especially big ones, but whatever you want do or use in ur game no problem. Also your regular vanilla females can wear this too as well without having to wear the equipment, it looks good enough with the puss showing or the dicks showing lol. This is in the tops category because I don't know how to merge a female top with a maleish penis mesh, disable the pubes >.< lol. So obviously you can use any bottom for this top as I have purposely done this so that you can wear any form of penis bottom with it for ur transgenders, not sure about Simsindulgence penis though. I don't have that one. I like my Futas to have a vagina and a penis without the testicles. It does look better without the balls lmao but not sure what his bottom parts will look like. Noirs regular Pornstar Cocks look ok with it too but the bigger testicles kinda mess up the look a bit. I don't suggest using a huge penis but do as you please xox I did edit the specular for this short little dress to work as in its original form it was very long-past the ankles. Looks really nice with a soft or an erect penis and especially at clubs with the spec map making it glossy but as in the pic below some Alpha hairs will take away the shine, some won't. I am going to show you an example of what happens with one alpha hair I have in my game that took away my shiny specular map. Either way still looks nice, with and without the shine so it's whatever you prefer. Kinda like a 2 in 1 deal ..when u get tired of the shine plop an alpha hair on that takes off the shine haha. Please read this ❤️ CREDIT: Allure because I used his pokey nipple mesh for the top/dress Noir because I love her Futa penis bottom and that is what Betty Boop is wearing in the pictures, you get so many different options with or without balls, with or without a vagina...gotta love that! ❤️ Here is the link to the FUTA PENIS: https://noiranddarksims-adultworld.blogspot.com/2018/05/ts4-futanari-penis-v11.html MABLY- Original long dress that I mangled and converted to Allure and added more colors All categories enabled besides nude, don't think u want ur sims to be in this when they get naked ahaha Enabled for all occults, I think. Maybe not Mermaids but I am sure I enabled Aliens as one of my Futas is an Alien No randoms Found in tops- tank tops I think More colors than the picture show, 8 colors in total Thumbnail for easy location If you have any problems, or want to know what the cc I have on my sims is then message me or here. No, you can't have my sims I already gave some of you links to them lol and I am scared to even think what y'all want to be doing with them so I have decided I'm not sharing them anymore. Joke..ur welcome to have them but not my main sims Enjoy... Peace out, now I really off to play Sims 4 ❤️ ~Risi~ Submitter Risi Submitted 02/10/2021 Category Clothing Requires Mesh is included  

Red Sand Chapter 2 Revision.docx Hey folks, sorry about the year or so wait, had a lot of personal issues come up...But here is the revised portion of Chapter 2A, 2B will be coming along shortly. Enjoy and feel free to comment, share, etc. Above is the word document, just in case this one below has format issues. Chapter 2A: The Party The feeling of being stalked only grew more and more intense as I started to hear the panting, maybe some sort of animal must’ve slipped through the fences looking for food. The funny thing is though; I don’t see Ptra getting startled, which is strange because he usually attacks anything that frightens him. I guess I’m just imagining things. With my back turned, hands at the ready to grapple whatever is coming for me I felt a large mass knock me to the ground. I hit my head on the way down, causing me to roll over groaning, feeling something wet on my face. It was a tongue and not a human’s mind you; the tongue was followed with the smell of nasty ball breath and an incessant panting sound. I knew all too well who this assailant was; it was my most trusted ally, Leke. Somebody must have let the damn dog out of his pen and now he is running around licking people, filling my nostrils with his nasty dog breath. The big black and brown dog stood about the size of a large desert wolf, this is probably due to him being a wolf dog but one never knows these things for sure. The big lug has an almost completely lupine appearance, save for one of his ears being floppy like that of dogs. Along with this, he exhibits many dog like behaviors such as his enjoyment of fetching things. “You’re a good boy aren’t you? Even despite all your annoying quirks, aren’t you boy?” I mutter as I pet him, eliciting a content panting noise from him. However, I still get the feeling that my faithful companion was not my true assailant, this of course being confirmed by both Ptra and Leke becoming excited by some sort of presence near us. “Show yourself this instant!” I say as I turn towards the door frame cautiously, only getting a couple of muffled childlike chuckles and giggles in return. I decided to sneak up towards the source of the noise just outside of the doorway; as soon as I get out there I’m going to tackle the fiend just like I did big brother. I got right at the doorway waiting only a mere 5 seconds until I jumped out and lunged myself at the source of the noise, nothing could prepare me for the utter sense of embarrassment I would face. The thing that unnerved and almost frightened me was not some roaming beast or brigand, no; it was a pile of two dumb kids laid underneath me. My sibling rage started to boil as I knew who these hooligans were and what they wanted; the twins had always been trouble makers (even at the ages of 12) so I guess clownish behavior runs in the family. Mili and Taph were inseparable, even from birth they clung to each other like furs or linen on a cold desert night. Mili was technically the oldest of the twins (at least by a few seconds); her sandy brown skin matched her beautiful brown and green hinted eyes, whereas her messy long black hair glowed with its deep midnight hue. I did not know it at the time, but apparently she had the same “condition” that our oldest sister had; this information only being disclosed to my mother, father and Taph, outside of the midwives who delivered her. She was a feisty little scamp and in retrospect I now can see why, the anomaly often causes the people it effects to take on traits of their opposites, leading to some interesting behaviors. But none the less, I loved her and my other siblings dearly (save for the accursed one) even despite her faults. Mili can be a very rambunctious, outgoing and extroverted girl, usually behaving more like a young boy than a girl leading her to get into conflict and display unladylike behaviors publicly, whereas compared to Taph, who prefers to act in an opposite fashion to our sister. Taph was a very…..quiet child, way less outgoing and boisterous then our sister, he always would follow behind her like the weak little lamb that he was. He was even lighter than she was, which came to a surprise to us all as both our parents are dark of hue in the traditional Yoku fashion. His eyes were even stranger as they shone like topaz, a strange yellowish brown color emanating from them, giving him the impression of some sort of demon or cursed one, further leading to his shyness. Taph was always reluctant to go out anywhere because of his inborn meekness and the fact that most people saw him as some sort of freak; the fact that he was outside playing pranks on me with Mili shows that he is growing as a person, discarding his old self for something better and stronger. He too apparently was born with the “condition”, something even I cannot even comprehend to this day. “Why would the Gods permit this sort of abnormality, this mutation?” I do not know now nor did I know then. All these thoughts of mutations and the like running throughout my head did not curb their playful actions as they began to wrestle me even more, laughing hysterically, rousing Leke to jump in and start play growling at us. “Get off me you damn brats!” I said, being shaken out of my deep thought. “You Gods damned little shits keep playing pranks on me……and now this is your punishment!’’ I shouted quasi seriously causing Leke to bark in agreement. Picking both of them up under my arms, each secure under my defined musculature. Once I had the two brats, I hauled them over to the horse’s water trough (large enough to fit an adult man inside mind you) and threw them in soaking them thoroughly. “Ha! This is what you little bastards get, fucking with me!” “Didn’t you know by now? The oldest always wins!” I say triumphantly not knowing the truly impending danger I was in. While we were laughing and goofing off, I did not hear and was obvious to the heavy, thundering footsteps behind me. “Oh so does that mean I should win little brother?” I know that voice……it’s the voice of pure evil, the vile villain Kita. I could feel the gloomy aura radiate as my big dongo stood right behind me, her evil grin I’m sure, in full effect. Slowly turning I saw her form and much to my disgust, Kita (Gods damn her) had the regalia and armor of a Breton paladin, specifically a Daggerfelian style armor. Her shining adamantium chest and body armor fit nicely with her slender yet muscular form, the chest piece, pauldrons, gloves and greaves seeming as if they were just polished hours ago, unaffected by the weathering desert sands. She stood in her typical high and mighty fashion, spine straight, shoulders even and back, showcasing her vile toothy white smile to top it all off. Her hair was a strange red color; almost as if she had dyed it further making her strange purplish tinged brown eyes stand out even more. Her face was mostly pristine with minor scratches here and there furthering her meaning look. I cannot lie though…… as much as I hate my sister, (Ruptga knows I do) I must admit she is stunningly beautiful. She is even on par with the highest level of courtesans and noble women of the Republic; one might argue the most attractive woman in all of Hegathe. And this is coming from a man who has seen the many gorgeous women of Hegathe up close; she gives all the Raga women in the province a run for their monies. A classic Raga beauty like her knows she is top notch and she flaunts it, for every Jaharadin, Suten, and Navid in town. Her features were of a soft, womanly, and entrancing sort yet strong and arrogant, a deadly combination that I knew all too well. I looked at her stunning beauty with horror, as I knew this gold outer coating hid a deep and dark pile of shit underneath, the worst kind of corrupt and vile soul. She knew this and continued to smile, “How are my beloved siblings doing on this fine day?” she said in her typical fake enthusiasm. “Benu! You’re home” my younger brother and sister cheered, clamoring and chanting around her in a circle, their affection for her and their joy upon her arrival. They do not know how she truly is as they were naught but a thought in the minds of father and mother, they don’t know her like Jarad, Mene and Hakim do, even Leke and Ptra don’t like her and they’re animals! While being hugged by my two naive younger siblings, Kita looked from up above them onto Leke and I, reveling in her trickery and deceit. All she got in response was growling from Leke and the utter hatred showing in my eyes, that of which she responded to by stating in a callous tone, “Cute pooch, hopefully he doesn’t get into an accident later….”. “What do you mean big sister?” the twins say in almost a sort of unison “I thought he was a good dog?” “Oh you know me little siblings, I do love to joke” she said with her forked tongue, “I hate this bitch with a passion….. lying to our family”, I think as I look at the three of them embracing. “Why don’t you little angels run off to play somewhere else….maybe the dining hall perhaps?” she spoke in that foreign tongue, “Juji and I have some adult things to talk about”. Utter nonsense, but being dumb kids the twins bought the lie and ran at top speed towards the dining hall in the main building, a mile or two away from the stables. “You miss me juji-ki (little slave)?” she said in her low yet still venomous, melodic voice, “I know you miss our…..time together don’t you juji?” She really put some extra evil into that last one, trying to sound somewhat seductive and alluring as she fluttered her evil eyes at me. My cock was starting to get hard, almost as if my body remembers what I went through with this deadra in human flesh. “Why would I ever miss you?” “I had hoped you were dead in that last war we fought with those heathen elves!” I said with a mixture of fear, arousal, hatred and pride. “Fufufu…….juji you can’t get rid of me that easily, I will always be there for you” she said slowly and seductively, pure venom dripping from her mouth as she rubbed her hands across my toned chest. She was still about a foot taller than me and she played into our height difference by getting close, right to the point where I could smell the honey wine on her breath, looking down into my eyes, hers’ burning with her sick and twisted lustful fantasies. “Come with me juji…..” she said as she grabbed my arm, intending to lead me towards the guest house. She was met with some resistance from my enthralled being as part of me did not want to go with her. I stood firm, still strong enough to hold my own against the seasoned warrior, “I don’t want to go with you.” I said calmly. All she did was flash a look at me, her typical narrowed eyes with that wicked smile of hers, her soft yet firm hand guiding me to her plump and muscled butt, giving me a good feel of the jiggly mass. She always does this, she always plays with my feelings, manipulating me and I absolutely hate it. She knows I am attracted to her, she knows I hate her, and she knows why I hate her but still can’t resist. Her devilish charm always entranced any male that came before her, I was no exception. The urge was too strong to resist, her look flashing me back to the times when we were kids…ugh. “Fine, I’ll go” I say as I grope her plump ass through her brown pants, the words slipping begrudgingly out of my mouth. “Great, right this way” she said, taking my arm and leading me to the guest house. As we were beginning to leave the stable area Leke started to whine, probably not wanting me to go with this she devil, leading me to offer some sort of consolation to the doggo. “It’s ok boy, I’ll be alright……You stay here and hold down the fort” I said solemnly receiving a bark from Leke as he laid down on the grass, visibly riddled with worry. Kita and I walked through the least traveled part of the area, as not to arouse any suspicion of our destination nor intent, touring the fairly large expanse (for a private estate) near the beach. The guest house was far off; a ways away from the corral on the beachside, the long walk giving us a nice look at our large and ancient estate. The rolling fields gave way only to sparsely scattered palm and fruiting trees of tropical origin, with the occasional flower patch growing out of the various ponds that dotted the landscape, leaving the somewhat scattered orchard with an exotic aesthetic. The cool and gentle sea breeze kissed our windblown faces as we moved further to the home, only getting more enthralling as the various birds and beach life started moving around on their daily routines, making their usual noises. We continued to walk down the beach, enjoying the sights of the ocean for about a 10 minutes before reaching the guest house, the whole trip somewhat putting my mind at ease from the inevitable doom big sis had planned. The strange thing was though; Kita didn’t even talk to me, not one word throughout the whole trip…..odd to say the least. Walking the shoreline, we finally began climbing up the small hill, giving that murderous bitch the chance to occasionally look out of the corner of her eye at me, seemingly making sure she still had my in her clutches. Gods know this woman is the definition of crazy, her silence somewhat encouraging my assumption in some ways, something that is even more foreboding than I once thought. We had finally reached the guest house, standing quite regally near the end of the animal palisade on top of a hill overlooking the ocean, choosing to take the scenic route along the beach leading up to here. When we finally got up to the bottom most step of the place I could finally see the true quiet beauty of the place. It was built less in the traditional Yoku fashion of the Yoku in Heaghte and more like the buildings I have seen on my trips to Sentinel. The walls were painted a misty blue color, almost mirroring the ocean perfectly with the extra white trims on the house’s frame and exterior. The house was octagonal in shape and had a perimeter around it that formed the outdoor patio; it was well kept and had many straw and wicker furniture items like chairs, tables both large and small, lounge chairs, and the like. The sounds of multiple conversations in the common imperial tongue were steadily coming out of the open windows…. I thought this place was private? Apparently not, as we both saw two scraggly dressed nordic men come flying out of the easternmost window with a loud and destructive crash, probably fighting over money no doubt. Kita, upon seeing this, just laughed it off paying it little to no mind as she led me inside through the white doorway, I offered no protest. Inside it had an even more Sentinese feel to it than outside, the walls were a sky blue with waves painted on them giving them a rolling appearance. These patterns covered a main room that could fit about 30 or so people in it with the various lounge chairs and all. One of the ruffians, a redguard, saw me with her and proceeded to greet her all the while starting me down, “Oi Capitan Kit, who’s is this….boy yur travelin with?” He said looking me over suspiciously. His is accent was very strange for a fellow Redguard, even as a brigand he stood out, “This little shit is my brother, he’ll be accompanying me to the festivities” she said in a stern and plain voice. “You idiots better not break anything else, and don’t think I didn’t notice that window…..that’s minus 100 septims from the lot of you.” I see she pays them in imperial money, typical nudri lover. The brigand knew she was serious and tightened up his stance, “Yes ma’am we’ll get this here mess cleaned up right away!” he said as he shuffled off in the direction of one of the side rooms where all the commotion was coming from. “C’mon Div this is the last stop”, my sister said as she grabbed a bottle of Surlie Brothers wine, “Just up the stairs then I can show you something…” “Oh goody, a present!”, I said rolling my eyes at her rousing her ire just enough for her to give a light but still very much hard punch to the shoulder. I followed her lead, rubbing my arm up the main staircase to one of the rooms at the end of the hall on the right side of the balcony entrance on the second floor. The room had the white, ocean theme with only one difference, there was this odd symbol carved into the wood frame above the door. It looked as if someone had drawn crude rectangular, circular and triangular shapes into the wood with a sharp hunting knife. That wasn’t the only strange thing either, the carving seemed to glow a faint bluish purple deep indigo color, and certainly it must be a trick on my eyes because this shit is too weird. Anyway we heard moans coming from behind the door with the culprits being discovered soon after, the door gave way to a scene of two male pirates one a strange elf and another imperial taking a female dark elf by the throat and ass. Before I could say anything Kita yelled, “You fuckers fucking in my room again?!” “I told you idiots to stay the hell out of here!” I flinched hard at the sudden burst of outrage, and it appeared as if I was not alone because the other three miscreants fucking on her bed jumped right out off of the mattress like a grasshopper jumps leaves. “I..I..I’m sorry mistress it’s…it’s just when we came up here all the other rooms were taken, we had o go somewhere…..” the imperial said timidly urging the dark elf to get dressed. The elf just silently put on his undergarments and pants and stepped out of there avoiding Kita’s harsh gaze like a priest to a brothel, “I’ll just get outta here….” he said as the elf hurried out of the room leaving the imperial and the female elf alone with us. The imperial man was about to leave until suddenly he was halted midstride by my sister, with a strong hand on his chest, “Now this isn’t going to happen again is it? I’d hate to have to come and see your mother Cassius…” Kita said calmly. The look on this man’s face made me fear my sister even more; he looked as if he saw a wraith rape his mother to death, leading to a face of pure horror. That last bit put a fire under his ass and he ran out the door and down the stairs following the strange elf’s path. And then there were three, I thought looking at the attractive elven woman, sweat and other fluids flowing off her and out of her. It was all unbelievable, the whole situation, me following my sister like a lost puppy, these brigands fucking in my parents beach house, the fact that she brought her entire company with here to Hegathe, it was all too crazy to believe. The smacking of ass flesh woke me out of my reflection as I saw my sister slap the ass of the dunmer woman, “I’ll be calling you back next time love” she said as she winked at her before kicking her out of the room. “Finally it’s just you and me baby brother...” she said in a seductive and ominous tone as she pushed me down onto the stained filled, regal bed. Kita closed the doors to the balcony, drawing the curtains to as to get more privacy. She even closed the windows and cast some sort of spell from her hands leaving me sitting on the bed in a complete unnatural darkness. Now I was starting to get worried as horrible memories of my younger years with her started to creep back into my mind. Somehow she could sense my fear and told me to “No need to fret, I’ll take care of you”, whatever that means. I didn’t expect what happened next as she cast another spell, this one lighting up specifically placed candles with blue and purple flames, a most unnatural fire, that in conjunction with the candles, looked like some sort of daedric ritual. My fear rose even higher freezing me in my place at the edge of the bed, as the candles burned brighter emitting some sort of sweat aroma, making me tingly and hot inside. She seemed to be able to see in this dim light and poured some of the wine we had collected earlier, bringing glass in hand to me, opening mine, placing it in my hold. “Drink”, I hesitated for a second or two, feeling the strange stare of her eyes upon me as I sipped on the hot spiced wine. The moment I ingested that shit I felt it, my mind got hazy, my heart beating faster than a ritual drum and my dick became harder than the stone statue of Frandar in the city market district. The wine burnt on the way down leading me to believe she drugged me with some sort of aphrodisiac; this is why I fear her, because she always does shit like this. She took advantage of my delirium and pushed me down onto the bed, straddling me saying nothing, staring into my eyes with her traumatizing yet tantalizing gaze. I almost melted just seeing her pretty, slightly glowing enchanting eyes look at me with a warm yet cold, passionate yet distant appearance; if me phallus got any harder I would probably die. She saw this and rubbed my dick against hers……wait a minute hers? I forgot she was cursed; she could both sire and bear children, a once rare abnormality that was becoming more widespread for some unknown reason. She, still saying nothing, took my throbbing, fully erect penis out of my pants and rubbed it ever so gently against her bulge and between her fingers, sending tingles down my spine. She was trying to get me to blow my load first, but they don’t call me Divaad the Philanderer for nothing! Gritting my teeth and gripping her hips, I stay vigilant and focused on not succumbing to her touch, my hatred for her helping me focus all my energy into not falling for her tender ministrations. “Awe, you’re no fun baby brother” she said in a sarcastic pouting face, her tone dripping with blatant sarcasm and sadistic humor. “I guess I’ll have to up the stakes….wouldn’t want to let down my favorite sibling...” She didn’t have to say anything else, I knew what she was going to do…. preparing for the worst I mentally braced myself. “Gods I don’t want to die like this” I pleaded in my mind, too frozen with fear, lust and anticipation to say it. I did not expect of her what she would do next, leaving me in utter surprise as she let down her gorgeous, long, brown hair and leaned into my face just, staring at me. She was so close I could feel her breath, it smelled of a mix of expensive wine, and honey, a sweet smell that she saw I enjoyed. I couldn’t take it anymore I had to do something! I cupped her face and kissed her deeply, swirling my tongue around hers as we connected, she did not resist me one bit. When we broke the kiss, letting the strands of saliva that connected us fall onto my face, I could see the wickedest smile across hers, an omen of what was to come. “My, my little Div is a frisky little one isn’t he?” “We’ll have to teach him some manners” she said as she kissed me back this time she enlisted the help of her wet tongue, ours swirling together once more, fighting for dominance, only breaking the kiss to breathe and moan. When we broke the third passionate kiss, once again saliva formed strands around our tongues leaving it to drop down onto me, dirtying my face more with our collective “product”. I could tell I was getting to her to as the sight of this made her nipples even harder, hard enough to be visible through her shirt in the dim candlelight. She knew I could see this and just jumped up standing up on the bed leaving me to heave and puff in the dim light. She was taking her clothes off as I could feel undergarments hitting me in the face, hearing a subsequent laughter come behind said action…..silly cunt. I threw them to the side only to find her pulling my pants down all the way, fully removing both our clothes. The moment my pants practically flew off my penis shot to attention even harder than before, looking damn near like a bending a palm rod, “Wow little brother who knew you had such a……sharp, curved sword on you”, Kita said before she kissed my tip like that of a mother would her newborn. “I think we should see if you are worthy of such a prize” she said, dripping words full of seduction and lust as she lowered her practically oceanic pussy onto me. She was so wet in fact that she missed aiming herself onto me a few times; apparently not caring too much it seemed as each time we touched she shuddered and groaned even more. If I wasn’t focused on lasting through this ordeal I would have came right then and there, the volcanic heat emanating from her twat alone could drive an adult man insane, let alone a young man like myself. Nonetheless, I persevered until she finally got it in, lowering herself slowly onto my hulking, fat and veiny, ebony cock. I could feel her tense up as the first few inches slid into her vice like nani, the pressure making her quiver causing her to squeeze me even harder. By the time she had engulfed my full length she had came at least three times leaving my legs wetter than the wharf on a stormy day. The moisture even traveled up to her dick as it slapped wetly against my abdomen, flying strands of pre cum all over my body and hers as she slowly rode me. It appears as if she can control which organs she orgasms by to some degree and that is a good thing because nobody wants a face full of seed….. except a whore of course and I am not such a creature! What could I do at this onslaught but grit my teeth so hard I thought I was going to break my jaw, no lover and I mean no lover could have prepared me for this; this was the most intense intercourse I could have imagined. I gripped the sheets in one desperate attempt after another, trying to hold on and win this silly little contest. She deiced to up the ante during our sensuous tryst starting to gyrate her body left and right, back and forth as she rode me. This onslaught of passion combined with the kisses she loving planted on me was too much to handle….fuck I’m going to release soon. “Come inside of me Div, show me you are a real man and not some weak little boy!” “Make me yours!” She knew I was due to deliver as that bulge in her uterus could be seen twitching and moving, my pumps rubbing past all her most sensitive spots as I pounded her from entrance to cervix powerfully. I had never fucked so hard in my life and she loved it, the whole thing to her made her even more horny. “Let’s come together, shoot your load in me!” She screamed out as she blew her large load all over my toned ebony skin, dripping her seed onto my belly and her cunny juices onto my legs, further soaking me and the bed. I couldn’t hold back and came with such ferocity letting out a roar that could rival that of a lion, “Ah! Take it all you bitch!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as the most powerful shot after shot of seed I ever released came out of my pulsating, grape fruit sized nutsack. It was like my entire body, no, my entire being gave one combined response; I have never felt so good in my life. I can’t stop coming, every time I try and pull out her pussy keeps sucking my in and squeezing me like a serpent choking a foul. The sexual energy we both emitted was so powerful that it created an aura light effect, her bluish purple aura mixing with my red one, lighting up the room in the most beautiful colors on par with that of the beginning of sunset outside. I had come inside of her at least 20 times, her belly bloating to advanced pregnancy stages, the pressure from my massive load and her stretching skin forcing her to come even more than I did leaving me and the bed soaked in her various juices and secretions. I couldn’t pull out even if I tried and just laid there breathing heavily letting her collapse onto me, both of us forming a sweaty sticky mess. “I’m not cleaning this shit up, you know…” I said weakly due to my shortness of breath. “Don’t expect me to do it kala (fool) you literally fucked the life out of me” said Kita, breathing even harder said. “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk for a while after this” the realization causing her to laugh profusely. The feeling was contagious so I too started to laugh, especially when she does her signature snort when she finds something funny, “Idiot, it was your fault for teasing me, and having a tight ass pussy like yours”. All she could do was weakly punch my chest as she lay on it laughing and giving me her sarcastic looks, “You know you love it baby brother, no woman could do that to you, that’s why you keep coming back for more” said Kita with a chuckle. I just looked at her, smirking and the like trying to pull out but for some reason not being able to; every time I try to pull out of her I felt this burning sensation, a swelling feeling hit me. “Why can’t I pull out of you?” I started to panic; if my rod was broken I could never live with myself. “Relax crybaby, it’s just a little precaution I put for a time such as this” “What do you mean precaution? Why do I feel like I was bit by a spider on my dick?”, I say as I looked worriedly into her ominous eyes. “I put a spell on you so that I can make sure you do your job.” “What are you talking about Kit?” “Give me a Gods damned straight answer!” I was starting to get annoyed as I gathered the strength to lift her off of her comfortable position on my chest shaking her a bit, “What in the name of the Gods do you mean by spell, what manner of witchery are you up to?” She said nothing as she shook her head telling me to scoot back as I leaned my back up against the headboard, her sitting on my lap; she guided my hand to her bulging belly. “Are you smart enough to figure it out now you sand for brains?” Is this cunt serious? Does she actually mean what I think she means? No she couldn’t that is forbidden she would never….. But it can’t be anything else, the bitch! She would have our whole family destroyed over this. “You can’t be serious, do you know what you have done, what WE have done?!” She just stared at me blankly, “Yes I know what YOU have done brother or should I say lover…. husband maybe?” I instinctively jumped up out of bed leaving her to stretch out at my cum slicked cock’s sudden absence; the large knot sized swelling seems to have gone away some, although not completely as I looked down and saw almost a dog like bulge under the base of my shaft. “You’re crazy; your time with those pasty, deranged Bretons has made you soft in the head!” I’m in full panic mode now and hurriedly put on my pants and clothes headed for the door when I am stopped by a steel knife flying past my ear, landing straight into the doorframe. “Have a seat baby brother” Kita said sternly, leaving me no other option but to do just that if I want to keep my head so I sit back down on the bed. She wraps her arms around me sand kisses my neck, “No, my time with the foreigners made me realize something… no man nor woman can satisfy me.” “I do not wish to be with anyone but you little brother, no one else is worthy of me in any way….” “You are MINE and I am yours this is what I had to realize being separated from you for so long” she said in a loud and stern voice. “I did this to make sure you don’t get stupid and tell anyone about our relationship until I say so…. This child will tie us together forever, hence the need for it.” “On that note I wonder what gender it will be; I really hope it’s a boy…” she says as she looks off into the ominous flames, still cradling my neck as she daydreams. While she was trailing off into imagination I broke from her embrace, racked with fear and guilt. She had done it to me again, just like when we were kids except now it’s even worse, now I have to figure out how to hide this, and keep her at bay while raising our child…. “N...no I can’t do this!” I shout as I run towards the knife grabbing it and tackling her on the bed. We both scuffled a bit until she was on top and quietly and calmly telling me, “Go ahead and do it”, her hands holding the dagger to her chest, drawing some trickles of red blood, “Kill me and end this because if we can’t be together then I don’t want to live.”, she said calmly, yet in an obviously hurt tone. That last part moved me, suddenly I was free from the panicked violent haze that led me to attack her, my newfound clarity saw the genuine tears rolling down her face and the hurt in her voice, this woman I hated so much actually cared for me. I had thought this was just another one of her sick mind games, another trial she felt she had to impose upon me, but no, she was deadly serious. This madwoman actually cared for me, her own baby brother, these are strange days indeed. Why me? Why now? I don’t understand any of this and the confusion, mixed feelings and doubt even make me tear up, “I….I’m sorry…. I didn’t mean too….” All I could say was I’m sorry, still confused and coming into my clarity, the noticeable stutter in my voice making it all to clear to her that I was sincere; all she did was sigh and wipe her tears away, casting the knife away and moving off of me to the other side of the bed. She didn’t even face me once as she got under the covers, huddled up like a scared child during a storm, all the while making my heart sink even further. This woman is my big sis and regardless of how evil she was in the past, she is still my family and seems to have changed somewhat from her years away from home. She seems to have more compassion and kindness than she did before, not much but enough to be noticeable and as she was lying in the bed huddled up I couldn’t help but feel sorrow overtake me. “No matter what she did she still is my sister and therefore family”, I thought to myself, “We don’t abandon family, especially the ones who carry our progeny.” I reached out to her, touching her only slightly as she moves away, as if to avoid further contact, I knew I fucked up then. “Look Kita, I’m sorry it’s just that…..you overwhelmed me will all this….” “The way you treated us during our childhood combined with all that transpired today…it’s just…..confusing and I don’t know what to do…”, I said in the most somber and hurt tone I could conjure up, I knew she was playing the female game of shifting blame so maybe I can make sense of this better if I do the same. I saw her covers move down as she sat up, perky breasts jiggling and eyes still watery with tears, she sniffled before uttering sorrowfully, “I know I did some horrible things, and I can’t hope to explain it all away, but I hope that you can see my love for you is genuine, and I am eternally sorry for what I did!” she said as she starts to cry again. “On my journeys I came to realize what I was missing, why I singled you out for abuse, it was love….”, she looked up at me, leaning her head into my chest as she sniffled. Love? What is love? If it is anything like this then I don’t know if I want it, this spiral of contradictions and powerful emotions, I can’t make sense of this. I still have to comfort her though after all she has changed, and she is the future mother of my child apparently so I have to be there for her. Brushing the hair out of her face I cup her cheek, “I don’t know what it is but….I believe you, for some reason I feel the same way about you.” “I don’t know why or how but I truly care for you….as crazy as that sounds.” I felt two arms come across me as we embraced, almost squeezing the wind out of me as she held me close. Time almost stood still as she held to me, her large double d cuped breasts smashing against my chest, breathing softly behind my head, “Thank you, little brother you don’t know how much what you said means to me” she said with an ecstatic tone in between her sniffles. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me….the moment I held you as a baby I knew that we were connected.” The affection didn’t end there as she seemed to get even more touchy, seemingly breaking her longstanding character, as she began kissing my neck and humming some kind of foreign tune. I still feel weird about this, all things considering and I still think this is all a bit overwhelming but who am I to judge the minds of women… confusing creatures they certainly are. “Well since you stuck a baby on me I have to at least be nice to you big dongo” I said in a plain but calm voice, I probably shouldn’t have as this made her even more hyper. “Oh I’m so glad you’ve come around little brother, this will make everything so much better”, she said breaking the affectionate action she was previously doing. I grabbed her chin with both of my hands, directing her eyes towards mine, and starting into her deep, colorful eyes I told her how much I love her and how since we are bonded I would protect her, eliciting tears of joy that came running down her face. I guess now that we are bonded like this I have to make an effort to keep her safe, at the very least until she delivers our child. She made it abundantly clear that she wanted to continue our love making as I could feel her penis rubbing against my abdomen, her hands guiding mine to cup her plump ass and her breasts. I however needed to get some air and hopped out of bed, much to her dismay and put on my undergarments intent on heading to the balcony. By the time I got outside the sun was just beginning to set, apparently we had been fucking for a few hours making the party an even closer reality. These thoughts subsided however as the sea breeze hit me, cool yet warm at the same time, I gazed upon the waves hitting the white beach below and the various animals enjoying the weather, like the dolphins running about in the water doing their usual horseplay. My mind calmed even more so, letting me take in a deep contented breath to truly take in all that was around me. The only thing that snapped me out of this relaxing hypnosis was the familiar feeling of a certain pair of slender and lithe yet strong arms wrapping around my waist. “It’s beautiful isn’t it…” Kita said in a relaxed voice, that more familiar tone of hers that I have known for so long, “Yes it is…although not as beautiful as you my desert jewel!” I say sweeping her off her feet, somewhat awkwardly smiling, pinning her between me and the balcony, garnering a hysterical laugh. “Ha ha ha stop it Div, you big oaf!” she said as she beamed with humor and joy. “I have to say…” I say leaning in to kiss her luscious lips “This is the happiest I’ve seen you since I’d say...Hmm….about five minutes ago” I say cheekily, trying to mask my conflicting and troublesome emotions via humor. Blowing a raspberry at me, she followed up with a most appreciated response, “I guess you bring this side of me out, lover”, blocking my response with a kiss, one of the lightly most childish kisses I’ve ever experienced. “Plus that cock of yours drove me dick crazy, I lost control of myself for a bit”, she smiled, seemingly in a better mood….certainly containing to throw me for a loop. I continue to play it off, “Whoa! Do you kiss our mother with that mouth?” I say still obviously dripping with jovial humor. “No, just you love” she said with a smile and another peck at the lips. As we stood there kissing for what felt like an eternity I remembered I was supposed to go head to the family tomb and retrieve the ceremonial sword for this year’s festival. “Well big sis, as much as I would like to spend the day reshaping your orifices, we have a gathering to prepare for and I doubt they would want either of us to miss it.” I smirk as I kiss her one last time, turning to face her “Ugh not this again, I hate going to these ridiculous parties with all our stuffy aunts and uncles…..sometimes I wish I wasn’t in this family especially considering we’re related to that sniveling rat of a cousin we have.” “Which one is that? Cousin Kuma? He isn’t that bad, he’s just…..sickly I guess.” “No not Kuma, Rezean and Drifa’s son Jiwol…you know the soft one.” “I’ve never met him Kit remember, uncle Rezean and aunt Drifa were living in the Imperial City at the time I was born.” “Oh, yeah, I forgot you were a just a child back then….still are” she said in a teasing tone, “Funny, you weren’t thinking that when I was making you grip those bed sheets now where you?” I fired back smiling, my mood lightening somewhat. “Ha ha, maybe I should say this guy is the only grown one then” she made sure to highlight the seductive joke aimed at the reproductive tool she was grabbing on me, “You are packing some real weaponry here little brother, it’s a shame such a guy like yourself would have it and not someone like me.” “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean, oh exalted brood mother”, that last comment granting me a view of how far she could roll her eyes back into her head. “Ha! you wish, then you’d be my woman little bro…” she said as I felt a slap on my toned ass. “Like that shit will ever happen…. you’re dealing with a real man here Kitty I’m not some feminized Breton nudri!” I say triumphantly, chest poked out and muscles flexing. “Keep dreaming buddy, you might want to work on your technique a bit then, least you look like a green gilled fish” she said as she laughed with glee at the constant teasing, slipping her had down my garments to caress my member. “I made you howl in ecstasy did it not?” earning another eye roll and chuckle I bit back “Yeah that’s what I thought miss sexual goddess” I said in my most sarcastic and playfully vindictive tone. “But alas my sweet, sweet lady I must bid thee goodbye as I have to get ready for this party we’re having”, I say as I break away from her getting another slap on my ass from the nude woman, “Don’t forget your clothes baby brother.” She stood there, letting her large cock, balls and more womanly assets dangle, jiggle and sway in the wind as she watched me, “What a bitch….” I murmur, chuckling to myself as I head towards the dimly lit room to find my clothing. “No brother of mine will be caught dead in those rags” she said walking briskly past me, pointing at my gear, cradling flame in her hands. Wait she intends to burn my clothes! The nerve of this woman! “Stop don’t touch any of those clothes, those are priceless!” I say holding up our fore fathers garb. “I see you are just like father…holding onto the past…very well do as you wish husband” she said somewhat amused. Pulling some sort of bundle from out of her pack on the floor next to our clothes she brought out some weird amulet, “Wear just this then, think of it as a luck charm from your beloved’’ she said holding out a somewhat large necklace made of some weird metal and bone. The necklace most eye catching piece was shaped like some sort of foreign horned animal, maybe a lizard of some sort judging by the teeth carved into it. “Why give me this ugly piece of trash?” I ask quizzically, “It will protect you from violence, that’s all I will say about it, just put it on juji” she said motioning for me to accept the gift. Seeing as I am still somewhat suspicious of her and had been giving a dogs knot as some sort of curse by her, I am reluctant to keep it on me, making it hard to trust her. However, I find it still hard to resist her requests….especially when she is naked and looking at me like that, “Fine you can put this dumb thing on” I say in a groan. “Good, let me just put it around your neck...” she said taking her hand off her hip and lightly kissing me before taking it around my neck, adorning me with the amulet fasting the hooks together around me. “There was that so bad?” she says as she guides me to the mirror in the washroom, “It looks super…..stupid” I say looking at it in the mirror around my neck. Cradling my shoulders and rubbing my chest, she just kisses my cheek and smiles, “You’ll get over it you’re a big boy.” Patronizing cow…. “Well I should get going to get ready for the ceremony, I heard from Jarad that everyone is going to be there tonight.” “Well don’t let the soon to be mother of your child hold you up from your party” Kita said in a sarcastic but hurt tone. I guess she really wants me to stay with her, or maybe she is playing one of her mind games again? Whatever it is I’m going to this gathering, when I man says he’s going to do something he better do it, “Don’t be like that sis, we can meet tomorrow and keep the love going” I say as I kiss her forehead, doing some silly air thrusting, causing my large member to flop around atop my balls against the sink. She looks distantly trailing off into the direction of the balcony as if something was wrong, “Yes, tomorrow….” Well its official this female is crazy, absolutely stark raving mad…. I should keep all the weapons away from her anytime we copulate. “Well you can sit here and brood but I am going to get the Oblivion out of here and go to this function.” Before I can take one step towards the door, the naked warrior woman grabs me, “Be careful Divaad, I couldn’t bear to lose you….you always must remember that to me you are everything and…” she started to tear up trying to finish her sentence, “Hey, hey don’t cry I assure you everything will be alright and just like I said tomorrow I’ll come back to visit you” I say in a comforting tone. “Ok…” she somberly says as I wipe the tears away from her pretty face, “Besides who want to hurt me, just look at me I’m just so….handsome!” I say proudly, earning a giggle from my saddened, strange and suspect sister, “You buffoon, always making jokes…” she laughs, still maintaining her somber appearance as I lean in to kiss her one last time, moving to put on the rest of my clothes. She, watching me intently just sits on the bed, smiling…in the nude, as I finish lacing up my boots. “We’ll see you around you emotional wreck!” I say jokingly as I walk out the door only hearing a hint of sorrow in the laughter behind me. I head down the stairs to the door way only to be bumped into by a big, ugly, hairy orc “Watch where you’re going shrimp” he says spirits on his breath and anger in his voice. “I could say the same to you, you big green drunkard.” I don’t care how big he is, even if he is a few feet taller than me he can still get knocked out cold. I stare up into his eyes, matching his level of anger both of us not relenting, drawing the attention of the whole band of ruffian’s attentions. “Gromlag that’s enough, stand down!” I hear the angry voice of big sis booming from upstairs. “Back off him or else!” I hear him grumble and brush past me whispering “Watch yourself boy” as he follows his commander’s orders and sits at the bar next to the bay windows. “Get out of here you fool” Kita says to me blowing a kiss so subtly that no one noticed. I being the jester that I am caught it and laughed my way out of the building, masking my utter disdain for that whole exchange with that damn greenskin lout….Not to mention the confusing feelings I have for my sister and all the evil bullshit shes known for. “Who in the name of the Gods does he think he is telling me on my own land what to do?!” I think to myself, “The nerve of some people I swear” I think as I travel back down the hill to the beach in hopes to reach the tomb in less than an hour. I finally make it past the beach back onto the ranch lands when I feel the sudden foreboding feeling of being watched, as I make it to the corral fence line. I feel like it is coming from somewhere above the courtyard about a few paces past the end of the fence line. “Whatever, it’s probably just my imagination….”, I think to myself as I head towards the tomb, small pyramid complex on the far east side of the corral. About three quarters of the way I saw a familiar face talking with one of the guards. It was my father’s brother, uncle Mavi, wearing his Dune Dweller turban and robes. He notices me walking down the sandstone path and waves shouting, “Hey nephew come on over here!” This being my favorite uncle, I jog briskly over to him seeing somewhat, my own athletic abilities. When I finally reached where the two were standing and talking I saw clearly the visage of both the men. My uncle, being the tall and muscled man that he is, stood at least two or three feet above the brave soul that guards our property. He was an extremely dark skinned man, almost shining iridescently in the desert sun, his skin only slightly darker than his beard and dreadlocks which hung down to his shoulders and chest starting their journey from under his turban. It was obvious my uncle had just come back from one of the tribal meetings of the Dune peoples of this land, seeing as he wore his chiefly robes embroiled with various golden, red and blue animal characters representing where his tribe the Mu’twaili Dune Dwellers hail from, the Hegathe region. The Mut’waili, the other Dunesman, The Chainer’s, and the Ashaaba ethnic groups are all on very friendly terms with our clan along with most of the branch houses that live in this land (mostly due to my uncles’ works in the area), one might even consider them allies of our house as many of our relatives are married into either one or multiple tribes including my uncle. “Something the matter Jackal?” uncle Mavi said. Before I could say anything in response I was saluted by the guardsman, Jano I think his name was, “Sir” he said in a flustered voice trying to be professional after his long chat with my uncle. Jano looked to be about around my age, possibly a little bit older, as he looked a little green, “Probably one of my brother’s newer recruits” I thought to myself. He looked fresh faced and his green tinted eyes looked nervous and inexperienced. “You do not have to salute me brother, we are all family here…more or less!” I say in a somewhat loud yet dignified manner. “We are all Yoku are we not?” “This makes us kin and brothers in arms against evils like the elves.” It seems as if my last comment triggered us all as we all spit on the ground in unison on the mention of the Thalmor dogs. “If I could skin at least 100,000 Thalmor cowards I would still not be satisfied!” uncle said with a hateful booming shout. “Aye sir, those Thalmor bastards deserve every Hell in Oblivion as far as I’m concerned!” Jano said with steely resolve, changing the green look about his tanned face to one of pure hatred and malice. “Yes, their agents must be rooted out of our homeland and destroyed, like the foul beasts they are.” I say boldly, adding to the sentiment, “But, nevertheless, I am pleased to see both of you gentleman alive and well!” I say excitedly reaching to shake my uncle’s hand and give him a hug of brotherhood, intending to do the same to the young guard. “My nephew you and your brothers must visit Mu’twaililand sometime soon, we are holding a tournament that I think you lot would be interested in” my uncle said to me arm around my shoulder, “There will be lots of young maidens there, plenty for you and your brothers young hearts to swoon over, no?” Ha ha, that is my uncle a man after my own heart, pretty much an older version of me, or at least what I would want to be. No offense to my father as I care for him dearly but he is a bit of a third hump on a camel, a true stick in the mud with no sense of adventure. “Uncle you know me well, I will endeavor to make an appearance at your tourney” I say beaming with excitement. “Great lad, just make sure you don’t hog all the women and be sure to share some with the rest of us, after all there is no limit to how many wives a chief can take, ha ha!” “Why don’t you come too Jano, I’ve heard the Mu’twaili women have a soft spot for virgins!” I say jokingly laughing hysterically with my uncle drawing a bashful look from Jano “With all due respect sir, I don’t think my love life is something to be discussed!” said Jano somewhat frustrated but still understanding of the humorous nature of it all. “Relax my friend” I say as I pat him on the back, “I am sure you have bedded many an old woman in your day!” This one made us all laugh even harder than before, even Jano couldn’t contain himself! “Yeah, yeah you had your fun sir” he said rolling his eyes chuckling. In my quite grand display of humor my necklace must have slipped into view of my uncle and upset him because he immediately stopped laughing at the sight of it, “Divaad where did you get that necklace?” he said in a curious but stern tone. I knew something was wrong as my uncle is never serious about anything unless it is catastrophic in nature, “I got it from Kita uncle, why is there something wrong?” “Kita you say…hmm let me examine it a bit…” I hand over my necklace to him, “Hmm yes this is an Amulet of the Horned Serpent, something not to be trifled with” he says seriously after looking it over a bit. “You might be too young to remember but the Cult of the Horned Serpent were a bunch of deviants…. Murderers, necromancers, nudri, and criminal scum that tried to take over Hegathe backed by Thalmor gold about 10 years ago.” “They almost did so if it weren’t for the efforts of our house and a handful of other brave Yoku that stopped them.” “I got this scar from fighting one of their giant reanimated horned snakes” he said as he lifts up his robes to show a truly grizzly scar craved from his left side to his right side, the zig zag pattern showing the shape of sharp teeth. “The damned thing got me in its mouth when I tried dodging one of its other strikes.” “I would have died that day if it wasn’t for your father Divaad, he saved me by losing an ebony orichalcum arrow right into the creatures skull.”, uncle said proudly. Wow, I didn’t know the old man had it in him, I always believed him to be a paper pushing bureaucrat or business obsessed workaholic. I guess people really do change with age, I thought as I let him continue. “Your father and I were as thick as thieves, philandering, adventuring, drinking; we did all the things that young foolish men do and then some.” In fact your father taught me and your uncles how to seduce a woman, he being the oldest and most suave; he had all the women swooning over him.” “I wouldn’t be surprised if you and your siblings have more relatives out there the way he was operating! But then again the men in our family are known for their vitality to put it best.”, uncle jokes, laughing a bit and probably reminiscing on his own kids Never knew the old man had it in him, never judge a book by its cover I guess. “Tell me uncle was father also a demigod as well? Back in the day did he have beams that shot from his testicles?” I respond jokingly, “I don’t think so nephew, or at least I’m not aware of any!” “Maybe the beams are the purest of white and quite sticky hmm?!” said uncle in an even more humorous tone. Our banter back and forth was too comedically rich and led the young guardsman to cry himself with laughter; this only encouraged us to laugh even harder. “Ah ha ha…but yes jackal” uncle said, whipping some tears from his eyes still rich with the spirit of laughter, “You should inform your brothers of the tournament, I’m sure Ki’ata will be there, she has been anxious to see you.” Ki’ata was my tough roughhousing cousin; she, I and our other relatives around our age would fight and wrestle all day whenever we would visit. Last time I saw her she was almost unmistakable from that of a boy. Ki’ata being the rebellious cur that she was would always start a fight and insist on completions of athleticism, strength and combat, seeking to outdo all the boys especially me. Whether it were killing beetles, eating disgusting things, and wrestling to see who is strongest or seeing who can throw rocks the farthest, she was always trying to one up me. We were close though, I would tell her everything as she was practically one of my sisters. I told her of my first experience with a woman, she told me about her attraction to the fairer sex; we even had our first sip of the sweet Habo nectar together in our favorite spot under the palm tree near the beach….which led to an accidental kiss between us…..Ah….good times… I even told her about that time I got captured by that young neried, “Ah those were some good times I thought to myself…” a big goofy grin extremely visible on my face. While I was daydreaming about the past, the guard Jano spoke up, “Who is Ki’ata and if you don’t mind me asking why do you swoon for her so lord Divaad?” Swoon? The fool, I do not swoon, I am simply remembering good times! “Ki’ata is my middle child Jano, she is about the same age as Divaad here, although they have not seen each other in years they share a bond that reminds me of the bond I shared with his father, when they were little they were practically inseparable!” said uncle. “Ah I see, lord Divaad sure knows a lot of women…” “Are you jealous Jano?” “Are the old women not doing it for you anymore?” I wittily snap back in jest. “Ok I get it, I’m not as proficient with the female kind as you, and you don’t have to bring it up all the damn time!” I can see that Jano is beginning to get upset at all the constant verbal disemboweling we are giving him. “Ok, ok I’ll cease, it’s not my fault you are such an easy target.” I say patting Jano on the back to let him know once again that we are all friends here. “I should charge you lot extra for this abuse” Jano said jokingly, “My friend I would pay a man like you a hundred tokens of finance, my dear friend!” I say with my arm around him waving up at the sky in a sweeping motion. All uncle could do at this was sigh and shake his head, laughing all the while. “But yes don’t let us keep you from your task Divaad, your father told me that you needed to go to our forefathers graves to retrieve the Sword of Ka’no.” “Make haste young one…..and ahh oh yes I forgot, take this ring with you as a birthday present.” The ring he handed me was smooth, and jet black with greenish inlays swirling around it as if it were some sort of sand storm. The ring also had several shiny rubies set into its shiny black metal; about seven well cut circular rubies shining like the sands of the Alik’r on a hot summer day. “This ring is the Ring of Red Sand, it was given to me by one of the elders of the tribe, he had a vision of you and told me to give this item to you. The ring has the power to absorb the blood of your enemies filling the carvings and unleash it into a sandstorm the shape of which the wielders mind will have to form. Once you put the ring on it will bond with you granting you speed, perceptions beyond that of a regular man and the strength of an elephant. The ring taps into your own soul and those who are worthy may wield its power and discover their full potential, however once you put this ring on it will be bonded to you and I can’t stress this enough, you will have to train to be able to wield its power. If you are weak and do not train on how to harness the rings power while in control you will be subject to its battle lust and murderous intent turning you into a savage killer with no remorse. You will be as the sands of the desert are, harsh and unforgiving, cold and desolate. The ring will strip you of your personality, your memories and inhibitions, making you into a murderous lunatic with no distinctions between innocent or scoundrel.” Uncle looks at me stoically and seriously, “Divaad you must heed my warning and not put this ring on until absolutely necessary, also listen to me and train with the ring when you do!” “Steel yourself and focus your mind to its full potential as that is the only way to control the bloodlust the ring has!” I have never seen my uncle so serious before, it’s almost frightening. To think that this ring no bigger than a coin could have this much raw power! Amazing! “I will follow your instructions to the letter uncle; I have no intention on ending up like some of the hapless adventurers in my studies.” I say somewhat seriously, still in awe of the gift and its terrible power. “Good jackal, heed my advice and you should be fine, the elder assured me of this.” Uncle put his hand on my shoulder, “You father raised a fine young man, it’s a shame more of our youth aren’t as bright as you and young Jano here Divaad” he said as he patted both of us on the back, “If only your cousins could be more like you Divaad they wouldn’t be getting into so much trouble!” If only he knew the nonsense I have done in my short time being alive, it’s a good thing he doesn’t live here in Heidigh. “Well I must depart uncle, I have matters to attend to, fare the well Jano and kinsman!” I say in a proud, yet warm tone. “I shall see you both at the affair? Yes?” “Not this time Divaad I’m afraid myself and your cousins must depart early from the party, we will stay about an hour or two before the drinking starts as we must go back home to tend to some affairs there” Uncle said plainly. “I’m sure Jano will be on duty there, maybe he might even find himself a woman there, hmm?” Uncle said, face wide with a smirk. “I hope so uncle, I hope so…” I say walking away, bound towards the tomb leaving the two to continue conversing. Looking down at the amulet and ring I was given I pondered my life so far on the way to the tomb as I often have when visiting grandfather and the renown ancestors. I remember that time I was abducted by that young neried when I was younger, the serpent’s amulet reminding me of the way her skin felt. I was walking on the beach by the guesthouse on a hot Loredas day, doing what silly children do, trying to find an adventure out of sheer boredom. Being accidentally left behind when my family went on a trip to Sentinel to visit the Sultan and his family, I was left to my own devices with only my caregiver Big Mama Delinga to care for me. Big Mama Delinga was a kind yet stern woman, strong and wise, being my elderly maternal great grandmother she was often sleeping when she should have been watching me and my younger siblings. This was one of those times, although I remember her saying to stay away from the water before drifting to sleep on the beach house furniture specifically the old rocking chair that grandfather made for her before he passed on. She had warned me of the dangers of the sea and how our ancestors faced terrible beasts on in and around these waters, Sea Serpents, Dreugh, Krakens, Sea Dragons, Sea Elf pirates, and possibly worst of all a type of water spirit called a Neried. I never listened to her until it was too late and her being too old to keep up with me all the time, I would frequently run away and go on mini adventures in the areas surrounding our property. Even at the ripe age of 12 I was mature for my age, using reason and logic, staying away from petty or potentially dangerous things as I knew their peril. I however, could not shake that need for adventure from time to time, even now I have a hard time culling it at certain times, and it is almost like it calls to me begging me to take up some sort of investigation or quest. This was one of those times, as I felt compelled to leave my big mama and go onto the beach looking for pearls or treasures washed up on shore. I did not expect what I would find, and about thirty feet away from the house I could see a glimpse of something, glittering in the distance. It was a hot, sunny day and one could see anything for miles perfectly, the shining coming from a nearby alcove, bright clear blue waves hitting its obvious entrance. I stopped about halfway there walking along the shoreline, feeling an increasing sense of danger; I didn’t listen to my instinct as I wanted to prove my bravery in one act of foolish childish pride. I had gotten to the small cave, finding it surprisingly well light by the sunlight’s reflection in the clear blue waves. The cave was about the size of a small washroom and had one center pool of clear sea water rippling inside of it, the pool only being contained by the smooth stone that formed the walkway I was using going about six feet back into the cave forming a hook shape. The cave was cooler than the area outside of it and I decided to take a rest, bewildered by the fact that I couldn’t see my prize in it or its relatively calm waters. I noticed something strange however; the cave walls were smooth as if a mason had sanded them down (being the son of a renowned stone mason helps in your knowledge of these things), the cave almost looked like someone’s home. I also noticed some strange figures and fixtures made of coral and some sort of pearly white stone along with some other ship wreckage items like barrels and crates, all these things being placed away from a sleeping area that smelled like sea water. The mat looked to be made of seaweed and some sort of animal skin, probably a seal or something, with the coral and white stone forming a frame and the various chairs, tables, eating utensils, and figurines assembled intentionally around the small cave. Someone or something was living here, and whatever it was looked like it even carved little holes in the roof with some sort of powerful blast of…water maybe? The holes were smooth and interwoven with seaweed to form some sort of window, the smooth holes being too perfectly cut to have been able to be formed by anything else. It looked natural as did all the other fixtures in the cave I had wandered into looking for my prize that was nowhere in sight until suddenly I saw it. On the coral shelf was a shiny white pearl the size of an adult foul, glimmering in its mind boggling radiance on the strange shelf, both amplifying each other’s aesthetic beauty. I was utterly captivated by the treasure, what sort of beast could make such an enormous thing? Why would the owner of this cave have it here? Maybe if I pick it up I can see if it has a name on it, I thought with my childish mind. As I made my way over past the table to the shelf I couldn’t help the feeling that I was being rude to the individual that lived here, the feeling of guilt starting to overtake me I quickly grabbed the pearl and inspected it. The thing was smooth and warm to the touch, so shiny and clean I could see that scar I got from fighting my brother perfectly in the reflection. Holding the pear looking in the light I heard a bubbling noise coming from the pool of water a few feet away from where I was standing, feeling the jolting anxiety of fear I hid in one of the barrels near the shelf. Packing my preadolescent form into the barrel I adjusted to the point where my feet could rest at the bottom so I could cradle my knees to my chest in hopes that my wet pants didn’t give my location away. Through the holes in the barrel it looked as if the owner of the cave had returned, some sort of blue creature that wore some seaweed looking flowing robes, quite audibly making a wet slapping sound as its feet moved around the cave heading to the couch of stone, seaweed, corral and salvaged fabric it had made on the right side of the shelf I had taken the pearl from. It seemed to stop moving, resting on the couch, sitting down it seemed to collect it thoughts; even though I couldn’t see its face I could still feel the relaxation in the air. The air was calm in the cave until the moment it realized someone had taken its treasure, when the blue thing found out it’s pearl was gone it wailed in one of the most eerily yet beautiful tones I’ve ever heard. It seem severely distraught at the thought of its pearl missing and frantically began searching for it around the cave, causing me to hold my breath even more inside of the barrel. The closer it got to my area the more the pearl seemed to glow with this light blue aura, leading it to look in the direction I was hiding in ,multiple times, as it was almost as if it could feel it. The heart rending sense of dread I felt when it stopped in front of the barrel I was hiding in was terrible as I was not prepared for what happened next. It simply sniffed the air and sighed, seeming backing away then out of nowhere it lifted the barrel I was in and threw it into the pool with lighting fast speed. It seemed as if it had used some sort of magic to hold the barrel submerged in the water as I felt all the air in the barrel disappear only to be replaced with salty cool sea water. After about a minute I couldn’t hold my breath anymore and broke the lid off of the top gasping for air, my eyes closed and clothes soaked with water floating in the sunlight pool. The creature laughed then angrily said something in a foreign tongue causing me to be lifted out of the pool by the water no less! Being suspended mid air by water was amazing in itself but not as amazing as what I saw next, before me lied a truly beautiful creature that even my child mind could appreciate. Before my eyes controlling the water holding me mid air was a blue skinned, fish scaled female, about a few years older than me in appearance with seaweed, pearls and coral almost woven into her teal hair. She had fish like markings on her dark blue in color with her light blue skin matching that of the water she was using to suspend me, I could tell it was a female by the somewhat large breasts for her size being held up by the seaweed, linen cloth she had stitched together to form lose slightly revealing clothes. Being suspended in mid air with my head tilted towards her I could see her angry face, blue and angular, her teal hair falling over her deep blue-greenish pupiless eyes. She was truly beautiful yet almost cold and vicious her finlike ears seemingly poking up in anger, her clenched webbed feet and hands seemingly mimicking her ears. She seemed to be talking angrily at me in a language I didn’t understand so I responded to her fearfully in Yoku as that was the only language I knew. Her face changed from that of anger to that of confusion, she looked puzzled at my words seemingly not understanding them as well. She must have deduced that neither of us spoke each other’s language and put me down on the smooth wet cave floor, letting the pearl I was holding float out my hands mid air into hers. After she put the pearl down onto the shelf, she saw how truly in shock and scared I was, I was only a child and she could tell. She leaned down to me and looked me dead in the face her eyes not blinking, exploring my soul as I could do to her, in that moment I had the sudden urge to kiss her as was the action I take whenever I am nervous with a girl. I leaned in and did just that tasting the saltiness of her smooth cold lips. This sudden action surprised her as her eyes widened with shock at this bold young man’s sudden moves. I’ll admit I was just as shocked as she was when I did it, my eyes just as wide as hers, not knowing what fate had in store for me next. She jumped back with incredibly fast speed, landing about a good foot away from where I was, her face still perplexed and her eyes showing varying emotions ranging from surprise to attraction. Apparently I had shocked her so much she began to blush a light green hue over her smooth blue cheeks, she was so flustered she couldn’t even make noise, she just stood there staring at me holding the place on her mouth where our lips touched. I driven by some strange urge (even as a youngling I had an overactive sex drive) went over to her step by step intending to close the distance between us and repeat the actions I had just took. She did not resist when I kissed her again leaning right into her body, our eyes locking as I clumsily tried to kiss her passionately as I witness my brother do to his many “female friends”. She seemed to enjoy it this time as she guided my hands to her waist letting me gain the confidence to keep trying harder, as I started to figure out what to do step by step. It got to the point where I could feel her moaning in my mouth, whereas I could feel something I didn’t fully understand. I was getting one of those feelings again that I got whenever I liked a girl and she and I touched. I however needed to breathe and broke the kiss, with her response only being a wanting smiles. She used some sort of light spell on me; waving her hands around my temple letting me feel the cool magickal energies wash over me. After her spell was cast she seemed to shift her mood even more and decided to spontaneously lift me up off the ground with her water magic and plop me onto her seaweed and old waterlogged bed. I landed on it with a wet squelch leading some water to form droplets in the air as the salty, vegetable smell wafted into my nose. The smell was not as bad as I thought but I was distracted from this as my eyes turned to look upon her hover in midair over to the bed. She pushed me down from my seated position and told me in surprisingly well spoken classical yoku to let her handle this. I assume I got her hot and bothered as the bed wasn’t the only thing that dispersing moisture onto me, the strange aquatic woman’s whimsical garments gave way to her quivering sex. Her blue folds were glistening almost as brightly as her pearl was in the hot summer sunlight. “By the Gods lady, why are your lady parts so wet?!” I said with utter inexperienced shock and surprise, an involuntary response at the sight of an actual girl’s sexual organ. She chuckled and stated that this made her that way, resting her hands on my virgin tool. When she finally figured out how to get my pants off she saw my juvenile wily, around 6 inches (bigger than most of the other races but normal for a young yoku I might add) throbbing with a desire that my young mind could not fully understand yet. The water woman seemingly being older and more experienced than I, smiled and placed her cold wet fingers around my hot veiny, maleness. “Do you like this?” she says quizzically in her strange accent surprised at my vigor at such a young age, rubbing me up and down my shaft. I can only nod my head as the mix of feelings I felt were too much and got in the way of my words. I was in for even more of a shock as suddenly she began swallowing me whole, effectively making her gag at the sudden action. After a few minutes of her wet tongue and watery saliva enveloping me I couldn’t hold back anymore and shot something up in her mouth, down her throat in such a volume that I could see her swallow whatever it was. I would come later to learn that it was cum (get the joke?) and that she had been the first person to get an orgasm out of me. (More to come in 2B)

We stopped at the local inn and rented a room. The other only room was rented by an altmer who had set up shop –literally- there. We sat on the floor on a circle in the intimacy of our room and poured the gems in the center. They made a neat multicolor pile that shined under the light of the torches. ‘There are easily two thousand septims here…’ Sarah guessed. ‘Is that enough to pay for my tuition?’ I asked. ‘Yes, but you must show some magical talent to be accepted.’ She replied. ‘She can already produce flames…’ Brinn tried to cheer. ‘But that’s only half a spell. That’s hardly magical talent for anyone who does not know how fast she managed to do it.’ Sarah brought down her expectations. ‘So, now what, we wait until Raya has mastered a single spell? We could buy several spell books with that money.’ Helga intervened. ‘Yes, but then we’d have no money to pay for her tuition and our sustenance.’ Sarah replied. ‘Alright. Tomorrow I’ll go and talk to whoever manages the new arrivals. At least I’ll learn the exact prerequisites.’ I hoped. With that, we went to bed. I took the bed and the girls put down their bedrolls on the floor. I was going to go bed when the three of them approached me. ‘Aren’t you hungry?’ Brinn asked, as if she was a kid asking for the cookie jar. ‘A bit.’ I said, honestly. ‘And would you like someone to eat?’ Helga said, using quite a seductive voice. ‘Girls, I’m tired, and I want to be fresh tomorrow morning.’ I replied. They all seemed down. ‘But if you insist, I can kiss you good night.’ They seemed quite cheered by the prospect, and one by one they came to me. First I kissed Sarah. She was warm, and she embraced me, clang to me and kissed me as if she wanted to pour her soul into my mouth. Then came Brinn. She got close to me and kissed me while her hands were firmly grasping my ass; I was doing the same with hers. Finally it was Helga’s turn. She was sweet and took her time. That calmed them down, and helped me discover that, even if by a tiny amount, kisses decreased my hunger. We went to sleep and woke up next morning refreshed and ready for the day. I ate the breakfast just for looks, as I didn’t get anything from it. I went back into the room and prepared, gathering all the gems. Sarah came to see me. ‘So, what do you plan to do?’ ‘I intend on paying my way through, and if that can’t be done, I’ll have to use my… skills to grant me entrance.’ I replied. ‘Can I go with you?’ ‘No. I have to do this alone.’ After that I left the inn. The day was much more peaceful than the last, with clear skies that allowed me to see the college properly. It was an impressive structure. It was still really cold. I approached the gate of the College that leaded to a long bridge that took to the complex itself. In the middle of it, there was an aldmer woman that perked up as she saw me approach. ‘The College grounds are closed for all non-members.’ She warned. ‘That’s why I’m here. I seek entrance to the College.’ I said, showing the gems. ‘Nice little treasure, but you need to know how to do some magic if you want to be accepted.’ She replied, cold. I showed her my flame spell. ‘You expect to get into the College with that skill? Don’t insult us!’ She sneered. I knew something like this was going to happen, so I looked at her in the eyes and allowed my aura to spread, while I focused on her. She became immediately mesmerized. ‘Well… Maybe there is a solution…’ She said. ‘Like?’ ‘I could give you a private lesson and see if you get up to basic standards… but it’s going to cost you.’ She grinned. ‘Cost me what?’ ‘We’ll discuss that in my bedroom. Follow me.’ She said, and guided me inside. The plan was going on smoothly. We crossed the bridge and went into one of the two small towers of the complex. Inside, two floors of doors around a central magic light were all that I could see. No numbering, no anything. She took me to the second floor and opened one door. I went in and she followed. She locked the door behind her. ‘Now, about that price… I’ve been having an itch I wanted to scratch… But I need you to take a look at it.’ She said as her robes fell on the ground. She wasn’t half bad. She was well formed, taller than me. She had her hair in two tiny knots over her head. I wasn’t particularly fond of elves –meaning I neither liked them nor disliked them- but if bedding one was what it took… ‘I may have just the right tool for that.’ I said, undressing myself. Her eyes opened wide when she saw I had a penis. Her grin widened. ‘Well, I didn’t expect you to have the proper equipment… Well done, apprentice.’ She came close to me and grabbed my balls with her left hand. ‘Now, would you show me how well do you use this instrument?’ She said as she massed my testicles. ‘But before that… let me take a closer look…’ She kneeled and started to lick my dick, which was getting hard as fast as it’s physically possible. She started with a hand job while she played with herself with her other hand. Didn’t take her long to take it inside her mouth and start sucking. She had real experience on it, she was really good. She took me to the verge of filling her mouth with cum a couple times, but I held it back. ‘You don’t want me to taste you?’ She said, playful. ‘I’d rather fill you up.’ ‘Well, that can be arranged…’ She said, crawling on top of the bed. I climbed behind her and didn’t wait to insert my manhood inside her. ‘MMhhhhmmmmm….. Yes, that’s my itch. Scratch it. Do it, Quick! Hard!’ She moaned. I started to pump. I wasn’t particularly gentle with her. She pretty much was the means to an end. But the least I could do was letting her have a nice memory of it, so when I felt her cum for the first time, I didn’t stop. When I came inside her I didn’t stop. Neither when I felt her climax for a second time. ‘Wait… what… please, let me… breathe… I need… OOoohhhhh!’ I kept going after she came thrice in a row and so I did when her fourth orgasm happened and I did not stop when the fifth or the sixth came; to be honest, I didn’t even really care how much she came. I only stopped when I came inside her a second time. When I took my dick out of her, her stare was lost somewhere beyond the infinite and my cum oozed out of her cunt. I put my dick in front of her face and she sucked it clean. After that, I left her there, her mind completely obliterated by the orgasms and her pussy filled up to the brim. I sat on a chair. I waited for half an hour before she came back to her senses. She looked at me as if I was an apparition. She was weak, both from the sex and because I had fed on her. I felt full of energy. She crawled out of bed and carried herself in front of me, then sunk her face in my crotch. She was addicted. She’d do whatever I’d say, although she wasn’t my slave. ‘Please, let me rest before I give you that private lesson. I promise I’ll get you to pass the entrance exam. I’ll even give my commendation… But I need to rest.’ ‘I will wait here. Get into bed and sleep.’ I ordered. She obeyed. As she slept, I looked through her books. I took one called “Basics of Magic”. It was a theatrical treaty on magic and although many words and meanings eluded me –it was literally an arcane book- I got the gist of it. Everyone has a pool of energy, called “Magicka Pool”. From that pool one can extract the energy to make the spells work. The size of the pool could be made larger through meditation and training. I assumed I had a secondary pool as a succubus, based on how well fed I was. I also learnt of the schools of magic: Illusion, Alteration, Conjuration, Destruction and Restoration. I didn’t read much more, as the book was long. I hadn’t gone through a quarter of it when the aldmer woke up. ‘You have not told me your name.’ I said. ‘Faralda. Yours?’ She asked. ‘Raya.’ ‘It’s been amazing, Raya. Never felt anything like that in my life.’ ‘You flatter me.’ I said, politely. ‘There’s the issue of the class… Are you in good enough shape?’ ‘Yes, a bit dizzy, but I can teach you…’ She said standing up. Then she started to look among her books and took four of them. ‘These are the basic spells you’ll need to pass the entrance test.’ ‘Will I need to read through all that?’ I asked. ‘Don’t be silly. They are Spell Tomes. Have you never used one?’ ‘No.’ ‘Well, I’ll teach you. Come; put your hand on the book…’ She explained to me how to use the Spell Books. Not twenty minutes later I had learnt how to properly use Flames, how to conjure a fire elemental –atronach, she called it-, how to heal myself and how to throw lightning. Then we both put our clothes on and went to the central roundabout, where I practiced the spells for a few minutes. ‘You’re a natural!’ She cheered. ‘Usually, the first times you cast spells they tend to be much weaker than a trained mage’s, but yours are quite potent already. You’ll pass with flying colors. Let’s go back to my room, and I’ll write that commendation.’ She added. We went back to her room and she wrote something in a small piece of paper, then sealed it and wrote her name outside. ‘Give this to Mirabelle Everine. She’s the Master Wizard of the College. She shall be in the Hall of Elements, it’s the base floor of the large tower.’ She explained, giving me the letter. ‘Oh, and I still want to taste you.’ I left her thinking about my dick and entered the main room of the College. There were several mages there, but asking some of them directed me to a woman in her early forties, still beautiful, but with the weight of age starting to show. ‘Excuse me, are you Mirabelle Everine?’ ‘Yes, and you are?’ She eyed me up and down. ‘I have this for you.’ And I handed her the note. ‘So… Raya… Faralda does not give commendations easily. You know the basic spells needed to enter?’ She asked after reading the note. ‘Sure.’ I replied, confident. ‘Then prove it to me. Call forth a flame atronach, use Flames and Sparks and, finally, heal yourself.’ She ordered. I followed every command as she enumerated them, putting my utmost effort –but no succubus energy- into it. ‘Well… She really knows what she does… You are good, girl. Welcome to the College… If you can pay for it.’ ‘I’ve got this.’ I said, showing her the bag filled with gems. ‘Hmmmm… Give me that…’ She said, then she handed me four diamonds, and three rubies. ‘That’s for you. The rest will pay for your tuition for a whole year starting next semester. You came at the end of this term.’ ‘Can’t I at least join now?’ I asked. ‘Sure, you can. Although you’ll be a bit behind your classmates. I suggest you train during the Winter Break.’ She replied. ‘When is the Winter break?’ ‘It starts the day after tomorrow and lasts for a month.’ She replied. ‘There is one thing…’ I said, thinking about the girls. ‘Yes?’ ‘I have brought with me three… servants.’ I lied. ‘Oh, well, I’m afraid scholarship only covers you and one servant. Although nearly nobody uses a servant’s services nowadays.’ ‘I see. Thanks.’ ‘Here, take this. Your room is Room 01 in the Hall of Attainment. It’s the tower to the right as you exit this one.’ She said and gave me a small stone. I went back to the inn to meet with the girls. We entered our room and locked the door. The tree of them looked at me, expectant. ‘I’m in.’ I said. ‘I knew you could do it!’ Sara said, proud. ‘What took you so long?’ Helga asked. ‘I had to bed an elf.’ I replied. They immediately got somber. ‘Girls?’ ‘It’s… alright…’ Sarah was obviously lying. ‘Girls what’s… Oh… Don’t tell me you’re jealous!’ I laughed. They eyed me. ‘Well, I thought that you being three you were over jealousy. Besides, you’re my slaves, not my lovers.’ ‘That was cold.’ Brinn replied. I realized I had hurt their feelings. ‘But true.’ I said. ‘I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings. I care for you girls more than you can imagine. I owe you my life, after all. Still there will be times I’ll need to bed someone, or even enslave someone. You have to accept that. But I promise you, girls, you’re what keeps me going.’ The three of them looked down. Brinn was the first to move. She hugged me. ‘You’re right, Raya. We’re sorry.’ ‘Good girls.’ I said, and kissed Brinn on her cheek. ‘However, there are news…’ ‘Which news?’ Sarah asked. ‘I can only take with me to the college one of you.’ I said. They looked at each other. ‘Which one will you take?’ Brinn said, looking with interest. ‘I’ve been giving it some thought… The one who has a harder time of you three finding money is Helga. I think I should take her with me so we incur in the least possible expenses.’ I said. ‘It’s sound.’ Helga said with a grin. ‘How long…’ Sara asked, looking to the floor. ‘For now, just a couple days. The semester is ending. But after next month has passed, I don’t know. Probably until spring. However, I’m not incarcerated there. I can come and see you anytime.’ I said with a smile. ‘Promise you’ll come once a week for each of us.’ Brinn sasid. ‘Way to talk to me, slave!’ I joked. ‘Sorry…’ She said, looking down. She didn’t get the joke. ‘I’m joking, Brinn. Of course I will. I suppose I have my weekends free…’ That settled, Helga followed me to our quarters. I entered the Hall of Attainment and right to the right of the entrance was room 01. It was a small room, with several cupboards, a table and a chair, a bed and a bedroll someone had put in, probably in foresight of my “servant”. I let my backpack on the bed and took a look at some books that were on a shelf while Helga put everything in the cupboards. I took one book on metamagic and sat on the chair, reading. Helga had finished installing us in the room, and came to me. She sat on the floor and leaned her back against my legs. ‘So, what now?’ ‘I study. Tomorrow morning I’ll have class, then a month of “vacation”.’ I replied. ‘I guess I’m going to be a bit bored… But on the nright side, I’ll spend most of my time with you.’ She smiled. At that moment there was a knock on the door. I stood up, and so did Helga. When I opened the door I saw a pretty dunmer girl. ‘You must be Raya.’ She said. ‘Hello, I’m Brelyna; I’m one of your classmates, it seems. Welcome to the college.’ ‘Thank you.’ I smiled back at her. ‘Mirabelle told me to inform you that tomorrow we’ll be going to the Saarthal ruins.’ ‘Where’s that?’ ‘To the East. Be careful, it’s a bit dangerous.’ ‘Dangerous how?’ ‘It’s an old crypt, so there are probably some things that won’t be fond of us sniffing around for enchanted items.’ ‘Thanks for the tip.’ ‘My pleasure. See you!’ She said. And left. I closed the door. And looked at Helga. She had been behind me the whole time. ‘Jealous again?’ ‘No, Raya. Just… Every time someone new joins an organization there are some pranks… This may be one of them.’ ‘I understand your concern. Let’s see… Go to the inn and tell Sarah and Brinn to be ready tomorrow morning. In the meantime, I’ll inquire about this “excursion”.’ I ordered. She left immediately. I walked outside and entered the Hall of Elements. Sitting in a bench, Mirabelle was shifting through some papers. ‘Mirabelle?’ ‘Oh? … Ah! Raya. What’s the matter?’ She asked. ‘I’ve been informed we’re going to some place called Saarthal tomorrow. I’d like to know where it is and what to expect.’ I replied. ‘Of course. It’s around 5 kilometers east, past the small pass on the mounts by the town.We’ll be digging for some enchanted items. Nothing serious would happen.’ She informed me. ‘Thank you very much.’ I said and left. Back in the room, it took a few minutes for Helga to return. She had already told the girls about the excursion. I told her it should be pretty boring, but at least we’d be all together. So, we got ourselves comfortable. Helga took off her armor and donned some light clothing, and I sat on the chair and continued reading, relaxing and letting my aura expand through the room. I kept reading for the whole evening and, as time passed by, Helga became more restless. She started fidgeting with her fingers, then walking up and down the room. Finally, she rested her breasts on top of my head and grabbed mine. It was a bit of a surprise. Especially since she had taken off her shirt. ‘I’m bored, Raya…’ She said with a lusty tone to her voice. I realized I had exposed her too much to my aura for the past few hours, and now she was filled with lust. ‘Can we do something?’ ‘Like what?’ I asked, immediately shutting down my aura. ‘I don’t know, things like… ‘ She said, then stepped in front of me, sat on my lap facing me and kissed me deep and tenderly. ‘This.’ ‘It’s my fault. Should not have relaxed. You’re affected by my aura.’ I apologized. ‘I don’t care. You don’t need an aura to make me lust after you.’ She grinned and kissed my lips again as she grinded her hips against my crotch. ‘Well, now that it has happened, what can I do to fix it?’ I said playful. ‘Well, you can do something, or I could do something…’ ‘I’d rather do something myself.’ I smiled. She took her trousers off and climbed on the bed. She opened her legs and spread her vulva, showing me the inside of her pussy. ‘Then come and “do something”. I need it.’ I climbed up on top of her and pressed the tip of my penis inside her, teasing her. ‘Please, Raya…’ I slowly pushed all my dick into her pussy. ‘MMMMmmmmmmhhhhhhh…..’ I grabbed her right leg and put it over my left shoulder, so my sex would penetrate her further as I started to pus. She gasped and hugged me as she moaned. I didn’t want to make much noise. Especially that kind of noise on my first day, so I kissed her to shut her up. I kept pumping, and after a good while, I felt her pussy contract as she came for a first time. I released her leg and positioned myself right on top of her, missionary stile, and kept pumping ever harder. ‘Oh!... oooohhhh… Raya!… I… Mmmmmhhhhhhh…… More!… Yes!... Like!… Keep!… Aaaaahhhhh!…’ She said right as she came for the second time. Around that mark I unloaded in her, and she shivered in my arms. But I kept going. ‘Raya… Not… Oh, Nine!... Dibella!... Oh!... Need!... Raya!...’ She said, starting to not to make sense. I felt her cum at least another three times before I unloaded inside her once more. Having done that to a complete stranger, I thought I should outdo myself for my girls, and kept going until I came inside her for a fourth time. I lost track of how many times she had climaxed. I had not fed on her, but her stare was blank, and some drool came out of her mouth. Without taking my dick out, I positioned us so we’d be laying side by side intertwined. She was still out. I cleaned her drool and kissed her lips. After a while she came back. She was feeling weak and trembled all over. ‘Did you feed?’ She asked in a very soft and feeble voice. ‘No. I just fucked you senseless.’ I replied. ‘Thanks.’ She kissed me. ‘I need to sleep. I’ll go to my bedroll.’ She said. I held her where she was. My dick had already softened and it had come out of her sex by itself. ‘Stay here with me.’ I said. She nodded and hugged me. We both fell asleep clinging to the other. I woke up next morning to a deep kiss by Helga. She looked at me and smiled. ‘I heard noise outside. Seems everybody is getting ready for the trip. I thought I’d better wake you up.’ She said, cheerful. ‘Have you rested well?’ I asked. ‘As good as new.’ We both put up our clothes and armor after getting up from the bed. We packed lightly and went to the place we had arranged with Sarah and Brinn. They were there waiting for us with some cloaks. ‘Where did you get those?’ ‘I “entertained” one of the patrons for some money yesterday night. Got enough to buy cloaks for all of us.’ Brinn said with a smile. ‘So if I bed someone you get jealous, but you get to fuck whoever you want and I have to be happy? What’s worse, you whored yourself out!’ I said to her. Angry. ‘I’m so sorry, Raya! I just wanted to make you happy!’ She started to cry. I took her to a corner so she would not make a scene. Helga and Sarah followed. ‘Listen, Brinn. You belong to me…’ I said. ‘A thousand times…’ She said in such a soft voice I could barely hear it. ‘… A thousand times, yes. Did you think I’d happy if you let another person enjoy you and your body without my consent?’ I told her, really serious. ‘No…’ She said, crying. ‘Then don’t do it again.’ I replied, and held her tight while she cried. ‘It’s all right. Just don’t do it again.’ ‘I won’t.’ She sobbed, calming down. ‘At least the cloaks are a good idea.’ I sighed. When I released Brinn she took a very beautiful wolf skin cloak and gave it to me. I tried it on, it was warm and heavy. ‘Thanks for it.’ I smiled and kissed her lips. She smiled a bit, but there were still tears in her eyes. ‘Now let’s move.’ The way to Saarthal wasn’t hard to find. It was not ten minutes east of Winterhold. Once we arrived at the site, we saw it looked like an archeological excavation alright. At the door, an old man and three robed people were waiting. One of them turned around and waved. It was Brelyna. We climbed down the stairs to the bottom of the pit, were there was a very old steel door. ‘Well… we’ve waited enough. If the others won’t come it’s their problem.’ Said one of the two men, he looked like a cat, so I assumed he was a khajiit. ‘Wait, J’zargo… Look at the “Lady” and her entourage.’ Said the nord, mockingly. ‘He he! So, the new girl needs a complete court to follow her!’ J’zargo said. I had to hold Helga, who was about to smack the cat man. ‘I’m sorry if you don’t have friends, poor little man. Yours must be a sad life.’ I grinned. ‘Bah! Whatever. J’zargo doesn’t mix with weaklings.’ ‘Enough, you both!’ The old man roared. ‘J’zargo is sorry Maese Tolfdir.’ ‘Good. Now, follow me inside.’ He said, and after doing some strange thing in front of the door it opened. We followed through and passed several hallways and rooms, until we reached a wide hallway, then Tolfdir started to tread carefully. ‘Be gentle here. We don’t know what’s underneath, but the floor is unstable, and we don’t want to find out: chances are it’s a deadly trap.’ We were the last to try to pass, but one of the girls may have made a mistake, or the floor wasn’t enough to support armored people. The result was that the floor gave up and we fell into a deep chasm. ‘AAAAAAAAAAahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!~~’ Light soon disappeared as we fell. I thought back on the waterfall, and that feeling I had of urgency. This time I didn’t faint, and I felt my skin burn, my wings spread. The well had easly fifteen meters of radius, so I dove down and grabbed the girls, both Brinn and Sara on my back and Helga between my arms. I glided down in the darkness, faintly lit by the horns in my head. Close to the bottom, the cavity transformed into an horizontal tunnel. We had gone down fifty to sixty meters when I landed. The girls clang to me. ‘Thank you Raya!’ Brinn said. She was shaking. We all were. ‘Oh, you look so beautiful!’ ‘You managed to stay in this form this time.’ Sarah said as I went back to normal. ‘Yes, but it consumes far too much energy. The back of my tunic is probably burnt now.’ I said. I had seen tome wood I took and lit on fire to make a makeshift torch. ‘Let me see… Nope. You burnt nothing.’ Helga said looking at my back. ‘Are you alright?’ Tolfdir’s faint voice came from up top. ‘YES!’ I shouted. ‘We’ll try to find an exit!’ ‘We’ll find a way to go down there, don’t move!’ Tolfdir said. It would have been an easy to follow order, but there were some coffins around us, and three of them suddenly opened. The mummified corpses of three nordsmen came out of them with axes and swords. ‘Draurg!’ Helga said, unsheathing her sword. I used my flames on one, while Sarah and Brinn took care of the second. Helga swiftly cut the head of the last one. ‘We have to move. More might come out.’ So we left the bottom of the well and followed the tunnel. Along the way we faced a few draurg more, but they were nothing we could not handle. In the middle of a fight, suddenly, everything froze. The girls, the draurg… everything. It was a weird feeling, then I saw a man approach from afar, just it wasn’t possible, as there was a wall in that direction. It was a very strange feeling. The man was an aldmer. He glanced at me in strange silken and golden robes. ‘Know, monster, that we at the Psijic Order do NOT trust you. Yet, if you proceed, you will be faced with a challenge. If you fail that challenge you will face the consequences.’ He said, and disappeared. Everything went back to normal. The girls said nothing, so I kept it to myself. I didn’t want to alarm the girls. Ahead of us was a door. I hesitated a second, but opened it anyways. Inside, in a vast room, and behind a force wall, a giant orb floated over the ground. A single, very tough looking draurg with a great axe patrolled the area. It saw as immediately and started to run towards us. Helga charged without hesitation. I followed her with my flames ready. I saw one of Sarah’s arrows fly past me and stick in the undead’s armor. Behind me I could hear Brinn charge. The draurg repelled Helga with a swift axe slash that she parried. Brinn passed me, but the monster shouted at her and she went flying over me. I rained fire on it, and the monster charged at me on fire. Helga tackled it and they both fell to the ground. Both stood up at the same time, and she struck at the draurg with her sword. The hit was parried and countered, but her shield prevented any damage. Meanwhile, I helped Brinn up. She was not badly hurt. Another of Sarah’s arrows stuck on the thing’s head. Helga bashed with her shield and cut one of the abomination’s arms. With just one arm, its hits were slower, and its reactions sloppier. Another slash cut the draurg’s other arm and the axe fell to the ground. Still, it was not unarmed, for it shouted again and sent Helga flying a good 10 meters. I noticed it had had to wait to use that power again, so I used the time knowing it could not physically counter me and jumped on it. I covered my arms in fire and started to punch it until I heard the neck break and it fell to the ground, its head half incinerated. Panting, I went to aid Helga up. She was mostly alright. ‘What the fuck was that?’ I said. ‘No idea. Was really tough, though.’ Sarah answered. ‘Are you girls alright?’ ‘We’ll manage, Raya. We need a way out, though.’ Brinn said. ‘Search the room, then.’ I ordered. They brought me back a magical staff, two ancient amulets and a couple of old moldy potions, but no news of a way out. ‘It was high time we found you!’ I heard Tolfdir’s voice from behind me. ‘Will you look at that! It’s marvelous! Great discovery, girl. Not bad for your first day!’ ‘It was accidental.’ I said. ‘That doesn’t matter. Some mages from the College have prepared a small enchanted lift to get down here. I had the others go call them.’ He continued. ‘You should go back and tell the Archmage about this. It’s your discovery after all.’ I doubted for a second. ‘Come on, go!’ He ordered. The small lift only allowed for one at a time, but we were taken out of the well without a hitch. Faralda was there, and she winked an eye to me as I came out of the well. ‘Faralda, would you tell me where to find the Archmage?’ I said. ‘Yes, he’s in the tower of the Hall of Elements, top floor.’ She said. ‘Come visit again.’ She added in a whisper. We went back to the College as fast as we could. After asking around to some students, we found the stairs that took us to the Archmage’s studio. There we found a dunmer on very pompous robes. He looked at us and smiled. ‘What can I help you with?’ He said. ‘Are you the Archmage?’ I asked. ‘Yes, I’m Savos Aren, Archmage of Winterhold. You must be Raya, the succubus.’ He answered with a smile, as if it was nothing special. ‘Oh, don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. We don’t discriminate by race here, dear. Besides, you’ve been quite contained. Just done one faculty member. I’m intrigued; by now any other succubus would have had the whole city in a huge orgy.’ ‘Thank you, I guess…’ I said, confused. ‘Well, no need. So, what brings you here? I hope it’s important.’ ‘We were at Saarthal and fell into a pit. We found this gigantic green floating orb inside. Tolfdir told us to come tell you about the discovery.’ I replied. ‘Green floating orb? If it is what I think it is, you have indeed made a great discovery.’ He looked at all of us. ‘Anyways, it sounds powerful. I’ll go check it. Go rest, by the state of your… companions I guess you must need it.’ We did. ‘Thank you.’ Sarah and Brinn went back to the inn, and Helga and I went to our room. ‘Take off your armor.’ I told Helga. ‘Yes.’ She said and coplied. I passed my hands all over her toned body as I used heal. The contact transmitted part of the power to her, and her bruises slowly faded away. When I was done I held her close and kissed her. ‘Thank you for charging in my defense.’ ‘You just made me horny.’ She said. ‘And it’s the least I can do for you. You’ve saved me twice from certain death now.’ ‘Don’t worry. I told you I’d take responsibility for you girls. I won’t let you die on me.’ I winked an eye to her. ‘But I’m sorry. Casting flames and fighting so much, coming and going… I’m spent. And a bit hungry.’ I admitted. ‘Then I’m ready for you.’ She said and then kissed me. ‘No. Tonight we sleep. I can eat tomorrow.’ I replied. She seemed a bit down. We got into bed and I held her close to me. Her hands ran down to my butt and mine down to hers and we fell asleep. I was back in New York. Back as Ray. I looked around my apartment. Helga wasn’t there. Had it all been a dream? I tried to cast flames. It didn’t work. I looked at the clock. I had an hour to get to the office. I hurried and got dressed. No time for shower. Took a loaf of bread and closed the door when I exited the house. The commute was bad, and I arrived half an hour later to Insuralia Inc. My boss, Phill, scolded me for arriving late. The pile of work from the day before was still there. I sat down and started to work. And work, and work… ‘Isn’t this boring?’ I heard Sanguine’s voice. ‘…’ I assumed it was my imagination. ‘Wouldn’t you rather have those girls at your feet right now?’ I didn’t answer. ‘Come on! This is such a boring life you lead! Even Jygglag would yawn here!’ I still did not answer. ‘Alright, then I’ll leave you here and take the girls to my realm to have fun with them.’ ‘If you so much touch a hair on them I’ll personally find a way to reach you and disembowel you, son of a bitch. They’re mine.’ I replied. Larry, from the cubicle to my left looked at me with a strange face. ‘Well, some character here. At last!’ He laughed. ‘Yours? But you still hesitate to use them! All you’ve done is fuck them. Prove me they are yours and I might let you keep them.’ He laughed. ‘YOU SON OF A BITCH!’ I yelled at the top of my lungs. I punched through the computer screen and upturned the table. ‘Come here if you dare, you bastard! They’re MINE! I’ll go there and fuck you in the ass with a watermelon! Never, EVER, threaten them again! MINE!’ Larry ran away screaming. ‘Well, that’s better. Still, I want to see some debauchery here and there. Perhaps you’re more into positive reinforcement. I’ll tell you what. Be good and I’ll give you a clue of how to learn to control your powers fully.’ He offered. ‘Take me back.’ I said, full of anger. ‘Some angst you have.’ He laughed. ‘Alright. But hasn’t it been fun to come back?’ ‘…’ ‘Oh, don’t give me the silent treatment… *sigh* …alright. Off you go.’ Sanguine sighed. I woke up panting and sweating. Helga was holding me down. Containing me. She was full of bruises and crying. ‘Raya! Oh, thanks the nine you’re awake now… You had a terrible nightmare!’ I looked at her bruises. I kissed her and healed her. ‘Im sorry for that. I had a visit.’ I replied. ‘Sanguine?’ She asked. ‘Yes, he wants me to act more like your owner.’ ‘Anytime you need me, even if it’s to be a punching bag, don’t ask. Just use me.’ She said and hugged me tightly. ‘That I’ll do.’ I smiled at her. After a while, we got up and dressed, and went to the dining hall. On the way I caught Brelyna with a huge backpack. ‘You going?’ I asked. ‘I’m going back to Solstheim for the Winter Break. To see family, you know.’ She smiled. ‘Have fun.’ Many others were packing too. I figured out we should leave as well for the month, or the girls would craze out. We were going back to the room when the Archmage grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to a dark corner. Not even Helga knew where I was gone. ‘I’ve seen the Orb. Interesting find. I want to congratulate you. I thought you had earned a reward, and wondered what could be useful.’ He said, and handed me some strange golden ball with a seam. ‘This is your reward. It will solve your housing problems with your other companions. But I’d like you to keep your powers contained in there as much as you can. To use it just twist the sphere over the seam when you have your companions around you.’ He explained cryptically. ‘Also, I think you might be interested in visiting Azura’s shrine. Now, have a happy Winter Break.’ ‘Where were you gone?’ Helga asked when I came back to her. ‘The Archmage gave me a present and a tip.’ I smiled. ‘Let’s get the girls and open it.’

We left Whiterun the two days later. We had spent the first day getting some money; Sarah, who knew some healing spells, worked at the temple of Kynareth for donations; Brinn, who proved to have a wonderful voice and artistic talent, sang at the Bannered Mare; and Helga, who was strong and fit, helped some merchants move wares for a pittance. We didn’t get much, barely a hundred septims, but it was enough. The second day we used the money to buy proper winter wraps. They were wooly cow wool vests that fitted under the robes or armor. Helga had a steel armor, shield and long sword, Sarah had a wench outfit. I wondered if she wasn’t going to be cold, but she knew enough magic to protect her from cold, she said. Brinn had leather armor, a light wooden shield and a steel sword. I used some robes that made me look like a monk. Helga, Brinn and I wore the winter wraps under our garments. We also bought some food and a bedroll for me. The girls already had theirs’. We pondered the idea of taking the cart to Winterhold, but at 50 septims per passenger, we were 162 septims short. And so, we took the road to the east. The girls had a map, and we had taken a look at the safest road. We wanted to keep south of the perpetual snows as long as we could. That meant taking “the scenic route” over the marshes after climbing down the rift, following the White river which went northeast. We’d stop at a city called Windhelm then take the road east, following the Yorgrim river, to get to the junction that would take us to the road to Winterhold. We’d been walking for several hours, and Sarah and Brinn were talking… ‘So, have you thought of a new song about Raya?’ Sarah asked. ‘I have my mind on it…’ Brinn replied. She looked like she really did. ‘Please,’ I said ‘whatever you do, don’t mention my nature or that you are my slaves. I don’t want people realizing what I am.’ I warned her. ‘Yes, Raya. Don’t worry.’ She reassured me with a smile. ‘By the way, Sarah, weren’t you going to teach me some basic spells?’ I asked. ‘Yes, of course… You want me to teach them to you now?’ She wondered. ‘Why not?’ ‘Alright. Usually, you learn spells by consuming the magical energy within a spellbook, but since we don’t hav any of those, we’ll have to use the slow method.’ She lamented. ‘The most basic and useful is “Flames”. It allows you to throw flames from your hands.’ ‘I see, so, what do I have to do?’ ‘You first have to focus on the idea of fire, and let that idea flow to the palm of your hands. Once you have manifested the flame, just project it forward.’ ‘I see… Easier said than done, I guess.’ I said, and started to try with different ideas of fire: the sound, the heat, the smell, the image of it… No flame whatsoever. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll help you when we rest.’ She smiled tenderly. We had followed the road for some time when we reached the waterfalls of the White river into the Rift. Over them, two ancient stone towers, with a bridge connecting them, stood tall. The Valtheim Towers. We didn’t realize it, but we were being followed. As we passed by the towers, a band of bandits emerged from behind the bushes and the rocks. I could not defend myself and was easily captured. The girls put up a fight, and Helga actually managed to kill one, but they were reduced. We were taken into the towers, where the bandits had made home, and tied down against some poles. The girls were unconscious, I was the only one awake, but I feigned being knocked out. I could hear the bandits who had taken us prisoners. ‘Í wonder how much will we get from these four. None of them seem to be nobles. The dark haired bitch even killed Lepur.’ Said one. ‘Not much. Gangrum will probably want to take their belongings and slay them if we don’t get an answer from a Jarl in the next days.’ Said the other. When they left I fighted the ropes, but that only got them tighter. Then I smelt something burn. I looked at Sarah, and saw she was awake and burning the ropes with the flames spell. It didn’t take her long before she was free. She immediately came to undo my ties. ‘Thank the Nine you’re alright.’ She whispered. ‘We need to get out of here.’ ‘Agreed. Let’s wake Helga and Brinn first. You untie them.’ I commanded. A minute later, we were all free and awake. Our weapons had been confiscated by the bandits, and our bodies hurt all over, but we had a chance. Still, we’d need a weapon. We looked around, and we found a knife and two thick sticks. The girls took them. I would stay behind. That filled me with anger and bitterness in front of my own helplessness. I followed the girls as they, one by one, took the three bandits in the second tower. We were at the other side of the river. On that tower, the bandits had made makeshift barracks using the existing structure. There were a couple of small beds on the lower floor, with a table and some chairs; and a large bed on the second floor. It was probably that Gangrum’s bed. In that “room” we found the swords, the shield, the bow and the arrows that had been taken from the girls. We had acquired several daggers and a new bow, better than the one Sofia already had, by killing the bandits. When we exited the tower and were in the bridge, the other eight bandits came out from the first and southern tower. At the head, a brigand in light leather armor with a mace and a shield. Helga took the front of our formation, with Sarah behind her to provide ranged cover. Brinn stayed before me to protect me. The bridge didn’t allow for much more: only one person could pass at a time. It was windy, and the sky began to feel heavy. The first drops of water fell on us as the girls’ hair danced in the wind. The bandits obviously saw us, and the first one charged. Helga kneeled protecting herself with her shield, and as soon as she was down, Sarah shot an arrow that killed the man. Behind him, a woman with grey skin –I presumed she was a dunmer- charged with an axe and a shield. Helga got a jumpstart and charged shield first. Sparks light the steel as the first lightning fell not far from where we were, the thunder drowning the sound of the clash. The body of the first bandit slipped over the bridge into the turbulent waters as both women fought, an arrow shot by Sarah passed between their heads and landed on a female bandit behind the dark elf, killing her. It started to rain heavily. Another lightning struck close by, the thunder followed, killing the scream of pain of the dark elf as Helga opened her gut. She fell to the ground, her copious blood being washed by the rain as her entrails spilled over the bridge. She tilted to the side, and the woman and her vowels fell to the river. Next in line was an orc in steel armor with a great sword. Orcs are hard to mistake. The other four had made tails and run away. The orc struck at Helga, who parried with the shield and tried to hit him, but his reflexes were fast, and he parried with the guard. Helga bashed her shield forward, and denied the man’s attack. She followed with her own, that hit him in the left shoulder. The floor was slippery between the blood and the rain; when he tripped with the body of the third bandit –the second woman killed by one of Sarah’s arrows- the orc lost his footing and fell to the river but, in doing so, took Helga with him. What happened next felt like an eternity to me, but was merely an instant. As I saw Helga fall from the bridge, I instinctively jumped to grab her. We were a good 15 meters from the surface of the water, and I reached her just before the two of us –and the orc- crashed into the water. I could not breathe, I was drowning. The hit had taken away the air on my lungs, and Helga was unconscious. The current was too strong to fight, and we fell over the edge of the waterfall. “I don’t want it to end like this.” I thought. “They’re my responsibility!”. I lost my consciousness, too. We woke up a hundred meters from the base of the waterfall, with Brinn and Sarah by our side. I looked at them. ‘What happened?’ I asked. ‘Are we alive?’ ‘Alive!? Don’t you remember?’ Brinn said. ‘What a sight!’ ‘A sight?’ I was confused. ‘What sight?’ ‘You came out of the waterfall in a blaze of fire, holding Helga. Your skin was red as a ruby; you had flaming horns and a red tail, and these huge red feathered wings that you used to glide down here. We came here as fast as we could.’ Sarah explained. I looked at myself, and then noticed cold on my back. My tunic was completely destroyed on the back, the cloth burnt. There was no way to survive the fall. The waterfall was more than 20 meters high. Then I had a strange thought. ‘What about the orc?’ ‘Orc?’ Sarah asked. Then she realized who I was talking about. ‘We didn’t see him at all. Maybe the current took his body.’ ‘Maybe.’ I said. It was starting to get dark, and the rain had become a nuisance. We were all wet and cold. ‘Let’s go back to the towers. You girls can sleep in the barracks. I’ll keep an eye during night for trouble.’ ‘Yes. Let’s move.’ Helga said, standing up. In her eyes I could see that the experience had changed her outlook on me. How that worked for the slave of a succubus I didn’t know. We climbed the path back to the towers, and on the second tower we all hid during the worst of the storm. We all undressed and took the clothes of the bandits to stay warm. They were not the cleanest clothes there were, but they were warm and dry. A couple hours later, the storm slowly faded, and I could see the moons –Masser and Secunda- again. When it was obvious that the rest of the bandits were not coming back, I went back in touching my head. “Fiery horns”, I thought. Helga was awake. The other two were sleeping in the bed –we had chosen the boss’ room to stay. She said nothing, she was wearing a shirt too large for her and it was practically a dress. She took my hand and guided me outside again. She offered me a seat on the lower room, so I sat down. She opened the trousers I was wearing and cupped my balls. She started to lick my dick. I wanted to say something, but she signaled me to stay quiet. I smiled. My dick was getting really hard, and soon she started properly sucking. She was good at it; she knew how to bend the tongue to make a cushion and how to use her upper teeth to stimulate my shaft as she bobbed up and down. She didn’t get me even close to climax, though. She just made it hard and then she stood up and let her shirt fall to the ground. She was completely naked. It was cold, and her nipples were so hard I figured they had to hurt. She positioned herself on top of me, and guided my penis inside her. She let her hips go down all the way. She was sitting on my lap, impaled by my manhood –ironic, considering my appearance was female. She proceeded to rock her hips around in place. She was completely silent, although we both were panting by then. Her arms over my shoulders, she bent forward and kissed me. Not the cheap kiss of a whore, the cold kiss of a servant or the mechanic kiss of a slave: it was a lovers’ kiss. She kept kissing me as she started to move faster. I had started to move my hips, I couldn’t help myself. I broke the kiss and sank my face between her toned breasts. My arms held her around her waist, helping me reach as deep as I could within her. Her nails sank on my back. I could hear her heart racing so fast I was afraid it would break. She came first. As a succubus, I had an unholy amount of stamina. Still, shaking and trembling from her own climax, she didn’t stop until I shot inside her. She had done that to please me. The moment I came, I felt energy go through my body. I felt stronger and refreshed. I felt satiated. “This is eating? I’m going to be a glutton.” I thought. A few moments later, after cuddling on top of me, Helga stood up and cherishingly put my dick and balls back into my trousers and buttoned them. ‘Let’s go wake the others.’ She whispered. We woke them up and prepared. Our clothes were already dry, and we put them on. We ransacked the place for some coin, and we found 31 septims, taking us to 59. Helga sharpened her sword, a bit dull after the fight, and while she did and Brinn made sure our belongings had not been spoiled by the river –some of them had floated away- Sarah and I had a magic lesson. ‘Give me your hand, Raya.’ She said. I complied. ‘I’m going to project the flames through your hand, so you know how it feels. It may help you do it yourself faster.’ And She started. I felt fire through my hand. It didn’t burn. It was a strange feeling. The fire came out of my hand, but using Sarah’s energy. I could not stop staring at the flame. When I realized, she had taken her hands away, and I alone was sustaining the flame. I was afraid to move, but she closed my fist, extinguishing the flame. ‘Now try yourself.’ I focused on that feeling. I channeled all my energy through my hand. I wished for fire to come out. It was extenuating. I had my eyes closed to focus better. When I opened them, there was a faint flame coming out of the palm of my hand. I felt the same feeling I had felt when Sarah had her energy flow through my hand, but way weaker. ‘Practice and you’ll get better.’ She smiled. I kept doing so while the girls set everything ready for the journey ahead. It was soon after dawn that we took the road again. We went down the path to the bottom of the waterfall and then turned East for a few hours. After we reached a sign, we took the road to the north, to Mixwater Mill. The path was clear and we had no more bandits jumping on us. We reached the small village, barely two houses and a sawmill. We paid ten septims to rest for the night at the basement of one of the houses. Sarah wanted to have some time with me, but I was tired. She seemed down, and I promised her we’d have our time once in Winterhold. Next morning we took the road and crossed the white river. The day passed without an incident, but we had to stop at Kynesgrove for the night, as we had not reached Windhelm, although we could see it in the distance. The place was little more than a couple houses, a mine and an inn. There were, however, too many people gathered at the entrance of the inn for the size of the village. The men were waiting in line, we went to ask the bouncer –yes, it had a bouncer- what was going on but as we were women we were invited to enter. Turned out it wasn’t an inn, but a brothel. Around twenty lovely women were on the main room, serving and “serving” the patrons. It was not the best place to sleep, but after some negotiation with the innkeeper/madamme, we managed to rent a small room for 10 septims for the four of us. We left the room and went into the main area. I had to slap a guy –I thought a punch would cause too much attention- who groped my ass. The girls seemed to be doing the same. There was little to eat and a lot to drink, and after a couple hours and another 21 septims –we had 18 septims left-, Helga and Brinn were too drunk to continue. I found myself chatting with one of the girls of the place. She was pretty. After a while, Sarah came to me and signaled me to follow her. She had not drunk at all but I had had a couple of rounds myself. She took me to the basement, which had been transformed into a wine cellar. There was, however, a small bed. ‘Raya, I really need it.’ She said. I had forgotten my essence was addictive. She was a bit pale, and sweating. I had assumed it was because of the place –it wasn’t exactly cold inside there- but she had abstinence syndrome. ‘Come here.’ I said, and embraced her. She was shivering, cold. She fell to her knees slowly, and opened my trousers which fell to the ground. She did not waste time and started sucking my dick, hungry as she was. She did it roughly; she obviously was in a hurry. Her hands grabbed and squeezed my ass, and I helped her head with my hands. When it was hard enough, she stood up and took off her armor. Then she rested her knees on the ground and her body on top of the bed. ‘I need you.’ She said. I kneeled behind her, and guided my dick towards her pussy, but she stopped me. ‘Mmmhm.’ She said shaking her head. She guided my shaft towards her anus. ‘I need you back there.’ I was not one to complain so spat saliva on my dick until it was wet and slippery and then I pushed it in. It was tight, burning hot. It wrapped around me and pressed me. She trembled. I could hear her moan. The sound upstairs was enough, and the fact that it was a brothel made for nobody to wonder where her moans came from. I started to move, slowly at first. I bent forward and pressed my breasts against her back, groping hers. She was panting, her mouth completely open, yet with a smile. ‘You sure like it in the ass.’ I said. ‘I like it everywhere as long as it’s your cock, Raya.’ She replied. ‘That makes you sound like a slut.’ ‘Ohhhh! Yes! Call me names! I love it!’ ‘What a little bitch!’ I tried. I felt her ass tighten. I had an idea, then. I gathered all her hair in my right hand and straightened myself, then pulled up from her hair. She straightened up too, hanging from her hair. Her face was of ecstasy. ‘You’re a masochist?’ ‘Ahhhhhh…….’ Was all she managed to moan in response. I pulled harder from her hair, bringing her completely against me, and started to swing my hips violently. It was tremendously arousing. I was basically raping her anus, and she was in a trance. It didn’t take long for me to cum inside her, and not a second later, she came. Then she went completely limp. I had to hold her and put her on the bed. She had fainted. However, she awoke in less than a minute. ‘I have you inside. I feel it.’ She said. She was completely depleted and had no strength. I had eaten, but her weakness was due to the sex, not my feeding. ‘Am I your little bitch?’ ‘You’re my little bitch.’ I replied, and kissed her. We both slept in that bed. In the morning, when we came upstairs, the brothel actually looked like a tavern, clean, just a few patrons, and the girls nowhere to be seen. The madamme wasn’t there, and the person who said to be the innkeeper did remember us coming in the night and renting a room, but she was scandalized when I asked about the brothel. Brinn and Helga exited the small room. ‘My heeeeeeaaaaddddd…..’ Brinn complained. ‘Uh? Where’s everybody?’ ‘It seems they were never here.’ I replied. ‘What do you mean?’ Helga asked in a very low voice, trying not to worsen her own headache. ‘I’ll explain later.‘ I replied. We had breakfast and took the way north. Over the way I explained the girls my suspicions: the brothel was actually Sanguine’s doing. They didn’t seem very surprised, neither was I. As for what did he do what he did, who knows what a daedra thinks? We turned West short of Windhelm, and crossed Anga’s Mill. We kept going for some hours until we reached the intersection that leaded north, to Winterhold. We already were within the perpetual snows zone, and as the night fell and we marched north, the cold intensified. Our breath condensed in vapor clouds in front of us. A couple hours after night felt we were freezing with no sign of shelter, we finally saw a structure. It was a fort, but it looked abandoned. We went inside, as the door was not locked. It was empty, so we lit the chimney fire and got ready for the night. I woke up a couple hours later, tied and gagged. The girls were in the same situation, and around us, three armed skeletons stood guard. From the shadows, a figure in a black robe approached me. She bent forward. It was an old elven woman. ‘I see you are awake.’ She said. ‘Don’t try anything with me. It won’t work. Yes, I know what you are, succubus.’ She grinned. ‘Them, on the other hand… They shall make for pretty zombies until they rot away. Then I’ll keep them as skeletons.’ I tried to yell at her to leave them alone, but the gag impeded my speech. I looked at her furious, until I realized I could touch the knot tying me down. The woman was not very smart. I focused while pretending to yell things and flailing around. The little smoke the rope made as it burnt wasn’t noticed. She came closer to me and bended forward.’ What, you were saying something?’ She mocked me. But I was already free and jumped on her with both my hands burning her face. She yelled and fought me, but she was physically weaker than me. I was angry, really angry. I put my right palm over her open mouth and projected my small flame. It wasn’t small, though. I used almost all my energy, and the necromancer burnt alive from the inside as her skeletons fell to the ground, her magic sustaining them no more. ‘Take that, you perturbed bitch.’ I crawled to the girls and shook them awake. They had been poisoned; I could see a small scratch on the neck of each of them. Thankfully it wasn’t lethal and they soon awoke from their slumber. Sarah burnt her rope as I did, and untied the other two. I felt hungry. I felt dizzy. ‘Raya!’ Brinn was the first to jump to me.. ‘Are you all right?. By the Nine! What happened?’ ‘Witch. Dead.’ I whispered. I couldn’t do much more. ‘Hungry.’ ‘She used her energy to cast the “Flames” over her limits!’ Sarah said after looking at the corpse. ‘She must be starving!’ ‘That can be helped!’ I hear Brinn say. I felt dizzy, but I could see how Brinn kneeled in front of me and bended over my crotch. I felt her hands on my dick. She performed a hand job until I was hard. Then I saw her take off her clothes. The other two girls were by my side, cherishing my skin. She squatted and I felt my penis enter something warm and wet. She started to move. I could not feel much, it was like being fed food; I was rather passive as I had no strength, but soon I started to feel livelier. Brinn was panting, going up and down on my cock. As soon as I had the energy I grabbed her and rolled into a missionary position from which I started to wildly thrust. I was crazed on my feeding, and she was enjoying every minute of it. She came three times before I unloaded on her. I fell asleep on top of her immediately after. I woke up in the morning and the three girls were already awake. I sat and ate some jerky. After I was done, I told Brinn, who was packing to come closer. ‘Yes, Raya?’ She said, smiling. ‘Yesterday… Hunger got the best of me. I raped you and didn’t even say sorry. I want to fix that.’ I apologized. She kissed me tenderly. ‘You were hungry, and I’m thankful I was your meal. I volunteered, after all. And sometimes I like it rough.’ She winked. ‘Still…’ ‘You saved us all. You saved us from our aimless lives. You saved us from losing a friend. You saved us from a necromancer. You can do whatever you like to me; I’m a thousand times yours, Raya.’ She ended the conversation and went back to packing. I felt strangely good. Every time I heard them pledge their belonging I felt at ease. Still, I felt at a loss with these girls. It seemed no matter what I did they would smile and have a nice word for me. I had the frightening feeling that if I told one to decapitate other they’d both cheerfully agree and do it without a second thought. I had to take care of them, and for that I needed the power of a mage. My small flame wasn’t enough. I cast it on my hand to look at it. It had grown significantly larger due to the overstress during the incident of the night, but it was still weak. We were about to go when Helga decided to search the small fort. She called us all into a room a few moments later. In front of us, a small chest filled with diamonds, rubies, amethysts, emeralds and sapphires glistened under the trembling light of the torches. Also, we found a set of enchanted mages tunics that the girls insister I wore. Sarah said they were really powerful. We split the contents of the chest between our backpacks, making sure they were safely tugged and wrapped under our clothes –I had the new “powerful” robes on- and headed out. Most of the day went without incident, if you can call walking in a hailstorm with snow to your thighs “uneventful”. It was when we were close –or so we thought- to Winterhold when we heard a road behind us. We had not seen them in the storm, and they were white as the snow. Two large beasts, similar to white gorillas, but with three black eyes had flanked us. ‘Frost trolls!’ Sarah said. ‘Helga, take the one in front. They’re vulnerable to fire, I’ll take care of the rear one. Brinn, protect Raya!’ That last bit hurt, because it was true I needed protection. Helga roared and charged the beast, shield bashing it in the face and sinking the sword into its unprotected gut. That didn’t seem to do much to the creature, who sent her flying several feet in my direction. She stood up and charged again, this time sliding under the troll’s legs and striking at its back. That seemed to have some effect. The beast tumbled forward a couple steps, giving her enough time to jump on its back and sink her sword in her spine, killing it. Sarah was basically evading the wild monster while burning it alive. Slowly but surely, the creature’s movement dulled. It was too stupid to disengage. She kept projecting her flames on the troll until it fell to its knees. The she pulled bow and arrow and before the thing regained its strength, she sank an arrow between its eyebrows. While all this was going on, I heard some crackling noise behind me. I turned around, but could not see anything. ‘What is it?’ Brinn asked. I didn’t answer. Then I saw it. It was floating in the hailstorm, looked like a snake made of ice. It was coming fast at us. I decided to test to project my flames without using my energy. I extended my palms with flames on it and focused on throwing the flame. Nothing happened, and the creature kept coming. I tried again and again. It kept coming. ‘Dammit, WORK!’ I yelled. It was no good. Right before the creature reached me. Helga struck it and it shattered in the air. ‘Why didn’t you tell me a wraith was coming!?’ Brinn protested. ‘I didn’t know what it was.’ I replied. ‘Besides, I wasn’t sure if it was even real.’ The menace neutralized, we kept our march north. Towering over us, visible even in the hailstorm, we could see a giant statue, tall as a mountain. It was the statue of Azura, Daedric Princess of Twilight. Finally, as the storm weakened, we could see Winterhold. The challenge now was to get accepted mid-term in the College.

My name is… My name was Ray. I was born in New York in 1985, my life was what many would call average: shitty job, annoying girlfriend, obnoxious friends and that constant voice in the back of your head telling you you should be doing more important and relevant things. One Friday I went to the pub, like any other Friday, to drink my sorrows away. I had had a terrible day, so I drank more than I should have. Then, this strange man challenged me to a drinking contest, and drunk as a keg as I was, I accepted. Shortly after my memory just gives me a blank stare. When I woke up I was tied from my ankles and wrists, hanging from the later, gagged and blindfolded. I could hear, though. I heard moans, screams, and even what I’d later identify as whips cracking. ‘I see you’re awake, Ray.’ I could hear the voice of a man in front of me. It was the same man that challenged me to the drinking contest. He sounded amused. ‘You’re not in Kansas anymore, Ray.’ He laughed. I tried to tell him to go to hell, but all I was able to say was “Mmmph!” quite pathetic. ‘Oh, don’t worry, Ray: you’ll soon be free. You see, the thing is that there is this little world at the verge of destruction, and the good gods have chosen their champion. Here, listen to her.’ And I heard a whip crack and a muffled feminine moan. ‘She was easy to break. That won’t do. I decided to make my own champion, my Grand Succubus, but for that I need the mind and soul of someone from another world. That’s you, in case you didn’t realize.’ He sounded like a villain explaining his evil plan to conquer the world. ‘You may be asking who am I… I, am Sanguine, god of Debauchery, with a capital “D”. Lord of all the dirty and pleasing deeds in the world. Lust belongs to me, and I bestow it upon whoever I choose. You’re going to be quite lusted after! Ha, ha, ha!’ He laughed. ‘In any case, I want you to save this tiny little world, but I also want you to amuse me by turning the path the good gods laid for her into a valley of debauchery. You have no choice, you’ll be a succubus, and it’ll be in your nature. Oh, and if you’re wondering, yes, I’ll let you keep your family jewels!’ After that all I felt was an excruciating pain for what seemed ages before I fainted. I woke up in a very uncomfortable bed. It was cold and I felt naked under the very rough sheets. When I opened my eyes I saw three very beautiful girls resting their upper bodies on the bed. They were asleep. One was blonde and cute, other was a sexy brunette, and the third had long straight black hair, and was really beautiful as well. Then I realized something wasn’t right with my body. I looked under the sheets and had to make an effort not to scream: I was a female. Except for that part. As that strange voice had said, I still had my male sex apparatus. It even looked bigger. I felt something wrong between my legs, right behind my scrotum; I moved my hand to check what it was and found myself touching my vagina. I had both sexual organs: a hermaphrodite. I kept checking my body: I had a thin waist, long strong and beautiful legs, a defined and toned body and large breasts. I looked like a damn pornstar. My hair was long and dark red. I could not see my face, though, but I wondered if it was as beautiful as the rest of my new body. Then I stopped for a moment to think what was happening and stopped marveling at myself… I was a hermaphrodite. A HERMAPHRODITE. And there were three girls sleeping close to me. Whatever had happened was not something that would normally happen after getting drunk. For one, I would have no girls around me. Much less I’d be a hermaphrodite. I began to panic and breather heavily, to pant. My head started to feel light. It was then that the dark haired girl woke up. She looked at me and smiled. I was still in panic, but she crawled on top of me and kissed me. The shock took all the panic away. I was paralyzed. ‘I’m so glad you are finally awake.’ She said, in a very sensual tone. ‘We didn’t know what to do when we found you naked and collapsed on the road last week.’ She smiled. She looked at me as if I was her lover. ‘Road? Naked?’ I thought of the many ways that could have gone wrong. ‘What have you done to me?’ I asked. ‘Oh!, We… Nursed, yes, nursed you back to health after taking you here.’ She said as if it was the obvious thing to do. ‘Helga, she’s woken up?’ The brunette girl had woken up. ‘Don’t hog her for yourself.‘ She said. ‘Yes, she’s awake Sarah, and full of questions.’ She replied, climbing down from atop me. ‘Yes, questions.’ I said. ‘Like, for example, “Who are you?”, “Where am I?” or “What exactly did you do to me?”. I have more, but those are the main ones.’ I asked. I intentionally left “Why am a hermaphrodite?” since it was obvious they didn’t have the answer. I suspected it was that “Sanguine’s” doing. ‘We?’ Helga smiled ‘We are three friends who were travelling together when we found you. I’m Helga, this is Sarah and the sleeping blonde is Brinn.’ Helga said. ‘Travelling where?’ I asked. ‘Nowhere in particular. More running away from becoming brides than travelling, actually.’ Sarah laughed. Helga woke up Brinn, who seemed to perk up as soon as she saw me awake. ‘That somewhat covers who are you. Now, what have you done to me?’ I asked. I didn’t know if I could trust them. ‘We found you naked on the road, so we covered you with some clothes and brought you here to nurse you back to health.’ Brinn said, as if it was the most logical thing in the world. ‘Why?’ I asked. ‘People don’t go around nursing others back to health. That’s what hospitals are for.’ ‘Hospitals?’ Helga seemed really confused. ‘What’s that?’ ‘I… ‘ I sighed. ‘Just tell me why you did it.’ ‘Because we felt it was the right thing to do.’ Sarah replied. ‘The idea of leaving you there alone made us feel terrible.’ ‘So we stayed close to you and nursed you back to health.’ Brinn added. Everything was very suspicious, but I let it slide for a moment. ‘So, where are we?’ I asked. ‘In the Bannered Mare, in Whiterun.’ Sarah replied. ‘And Whiterun is exactly where?’ I asked again, as the name said nothing to me. ‘Skyrim? You know, the cold northern region of Tamriel? Sarah, did your healing spell fail or something?’ Helga said, as if it was something obvious. ‘Oh, Skyrim…’ I lied. ‘What did you say about a spell?’ “Spells? Madness!”, I though. I was unaware of magic being real in Nirn, I could not really believe them. ‘Yes, like this.’ Sarah said, and from her hand a white light flew to me and engulfed me, making me feel refreshed and stronger. ‘Magic. There’s magic here…’ I said astonished. It was certainly not a “magic trick”. They would have needed holograms or things like that to make it. ‘What’s next, fighting monsters with sword and shield?’ I laughed. ‘How else would we do it?’ Helga said, confused. I felt tired, but I wanted to see it with my own eyes. They helped me up and helped me dress in some robes, then guided me to the main room of the inn. Warriors with swords as long as them, mages toying with lightning, farmers and wenches… even a skald poorly butchering what might have passed for a song over there. ‘I need to get back to bed.’ I said. It was too much even for the best reality TV shows. I was in another world, I was convinced. I slept until early in the morning. I felt much better, and saw the girls had used sleeping bags to sleep on the floor that time. I stood up without aid and walked to the window. Opened it just to be greeted with the bustling city of Whiterun, with dozens of stalls, hundreds of people and the smell of a thousand herbs. I looked around me and found a book. It was time to check if I could read. Turned out I could. While the girls slept, I read by the window the not sixty pages of “The Life of Uriel Septim VII”. It was utterly instructive. I learnt about Nirn, Tamriel, the Empire, the Aedra and the Daedra, the basic customs and uses of the people of Tamriel, the races that inhabited this world and, of course, the currency: the septim. The Daedra. I had read about Sanguine. He was truly the god of Debauchery, as he had declared. A powerful immortal being capable of shaping a portion of the universe, his own “plane of Oblivion”. I suspected I paid an unwanted visit to his plane. The sun was already high and my reading finished twice when the girls woke up. I was a bit confused as to why did they need so much time to sleep if they had done pretty much nothing but talk the previous day. ‘Good morning, girls.’ I said. ‘Good morning… You never told us your name.’ Helga replied. She was right. ‘True… My name is Ray…’ Then I thought of my appearance, not that they’d ever heard the name Ray, but I needed to differentiate myself from my old self. ‘…a. My name is Raya.’ I replied. ‘Nice to meet you, Raya.’ Sofia smiled. ‘I’ll go get breakfast for the four of us.’ She declared and left after making sure her blouse was well set. I’d like to ask you a favor.’ I said, looking at Brinn. ‘I’d like more books on Daedra.’ ‘That can be arranged. Let me get dressed and I’ll go buy you a few.’ She said. ‘You don’t need to spend more money on me.’ I replied. ‘They’ll be useful to me too.’ She lied and ran away before I could stop her. Helga and I were alone. I still remembered the kiss from the previous day. To my surprise, she sat on the floor besides my chair and hugged my legs as if she was some kind of cat. She stayed there, quiet. I did nothing to dissuade her from it. It was… cute. A few minutes after, Sofia came back with a jug of milk and some buns called “sweetrolls”. She put the two trays on the floor and sat. We had no table big enough for us all. She brought me a mug of milk and a sweetroll. I ate, it was tasty, but it felt as if that was not enough to satiate my hunger. Not that I was really hungry, though. Sometime later, Brinn came back with two books on her hands, “The Names of the Daedra” and “Of the Oblivion Realms”. ‘You have started eating without me? I hope you left me something…’ She protested. ‘It was you who went away to get the books.’ Helga replied. Still, Brinn ate a sweetroll and drank a good load of milk. ‘Brinn, how much did they cost?’ I asked. ‘Three hundred spetims.’ She said. That was a lot of money. ‘I don’t want you to spend your money on me like that, please. It’s uncomfortable.’ I replied. ‘Our money is your money. Besides, I can go to the temple of Kynareth –who I had learnt was the Goddess of the wind- and Brinn can play in the inn for free lodging and some extra coin.’ Sarah said. ‘Still…’ I decided not to push it. After we had eaten I wanted to start reading, but could not with the girls there: they kept staring at me as if expecting me to do something incredible, filled with admiration. ‘I need some time alone.’ I said. That was enough, they scrambled out of the door before I even finished the phrase. I opened the books and read. It was an interesting read, but a passage was especially interesting to me: “Succubi are a kind of daedra that serve Lord Sanguine. They project an aura of lust and attraction around them that can mesmerize people who are too long in close proximity to a succubus. Succubus do seek intimate contact with their prey, as repeated coitus can lead to the enthrallment of the poor soul. The enthralled soul will dedicate his life to his new Mistress without a second thought, and may live as long as her if kept fed and housed. Sometimes this means immortality, as succubi are daedra themselves and not from Nirn. Some fool souls sought out a succubus in order to gain eternal life in expense of their freedom. However, the main reason why a succubus will sought intimate contact with a victim is because they feed on the sexual energy released during orgasm. They can use this energy to empower themselves greatly, to the point of transforming into red, horned women with terrible powers. Ocassionally, Lord Sanguine crafts personally a Grand Succubus, a hermaphrodite succubus with increased powers. These vile creatures tend to disrupt peace and the order of society for centuries before being caught and slain. Adittionally, male succubi, called incubi, exist, although in smaller quantities.” It all made sense then. Why the girls behaved like that, why the food didn’t fill me, why I was a hermaphrodite. I put on my robes and went to the main room. All the looks paused on me. I could feel the lascivious stares of both men and women alike. They all suddenly desired me. After a second it disappeared. I was doing a conscious effort not to project my aura. ‘Sarah, Helga, Brinn, could you come, please?’ I said, and went back into the room. A moment later the girls were sitting in the bed as I walked back and forth in front of them like a teacher schooling her students. ‘I know you did something to me while I was unconscious. Tell me what you did.’ I ordered. ‘Well… your… your… it was hard.’ Brinn started. ‘We tried not to look, but we felt drawn to it… in the end, I don’t know what happened to us, maybe it was the ale… but we used our mouths.’ ‘Your mouths?’ I asked. ‘Yes once.’ Sarah said. ‘And then again.’ Helga admitted. ‘And again…’ Brinn added. ‘Enough. Did you only use your mouths?’ I asked. ‘No.’ Sarah confessed after a tense silence. ‘Are you mad?’ That made my heart plunge. I felt like crying. They were completely emotionally dependent on me. ‘I’m not mad.’ I said, trying to make the best face I could. ‘But you have to understand what happened. I’m a succubus. A Grand Succubus, at that. Do you understand now which is the problem?’ I asked. ‘No.’ Brinn said. ‘Me neither.’ Helga added. ‘I do.’ Sarah said. ‘We are now yours.’ ‘You are my slaves. My responsibility.’ I sentenced. ‘Not really, if you allow us we can do anything.’ Brinn smiled. ‘Are you free if you have to ask me for permission?’ I replied. ‘I, for one, have never been happier as I am now that I’m yours.’ Helga said, and she kneeled in front of me, and kissed my feet. ‘Neither have I’ Sarah said, imitating her. ‘I’m glad I’m our slave, Raya.’ Brinn said, doing exactly the same as the other two. They stood there, their lips on my toes, adoring me as if I was some kind of Goddess… I should have felt horrified. I should have felt bad. I should, had I still been human. But I was a Grand Succubus. And I felt magnificent. I felt alive. Powerful. My delirium didn’t last long as my common sense brought me back to the ground. We needed money, and my pride forbade me to depend on them for income. ‘Tell me, my girls, how do you usually make money?’ I asked. ‘We travel. From time to time something interesting happens and I make a song about it.’ Brinna explained, still prostrated in front of me. ‘We make a lot of money with the new songs. It’s really dangerous, but pays well.’ ‘What could I do to protect you?’ I wondered. ‘I would not be able to use a sword for the life of me.’ I admitted. ‘Let me be your sword and shield, Raya.’ Helga said. ‘I’ll pierce your enemies with my arrows.’ Sarah added. ‘And I’ll sing of your deeds.’ Brinn finished. ‘I guess that leaves to me the magic. As a succubus it should be natural, but I have no idea of magic. How can I learn more?’ I asked. I assumed certain parallelisms between the succubi of Earth’s mythology and Nirn’s succubi. I needed no books, I had three native girls to provide me with the information I needed. ‘You could study at the Collge of Winterhold, I could teach you some basic magic on our way north.’ Sarah said. ‘But we’ll need money for your tuition.’ ‘And to keep you girls alive and well enough to feed me.’ I thought aloud. ‘I’ll compose a song of our journey and sing it in the inns and taverns we rest at. That will give us money.’ Brinn said. ‘I’ll hunt bears and trolls for their pelts.’ Helga said. ‘I’ll offer my healing services in towns.’ Sarah added. It was all I needed. ‘Stand up, let me see you.’ I said and they obeyed. I took a good look at them: a beautiful skald, a gorgeous archer who knew some magic and a breathtaking warrior. And they were all mine. Mine. I liked the sound of that. I finally had an objective: to learn magic at the College to be strong enough to save this world as Sanguine said I had to do… And then kick his balls for being an asshole. But first I’d have to reach Winterhold. That was no easy task.