Troubles of Heroine

[DSHV]

On 9/30/2024 at 8:27 PM, Glass Swan said:

Service to Grotesque didn't start. I had to manually setstage it to 10 to make it start.

Are the Service to Art and New Holes quests complete? Yes, Rocco needs to go outside.

On 9/30/2024 at 10:07 PM, Imdownbadrn said:

Based of your messages I assume that Wildlings and Local Covens have swapped quest objectives.

No, the wildlings are the crazed remnants of the Gray Host and Nighthollow Clan, and the local covens are simply groups of Skyrim vampires.

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I'm not sure why I wrote this. Probably to collect my thoughts for ideas or to inspire someone more competent.

Synopsis of Real And False Heroes

Spoiler

As the Dragonborn visits the Greybeards, the Jarl of Whiterun is saddened: "Our legendary Dragonborn is a woman!" When she returns, he gives her a unique opportunity to go from hero to zero. Being in the dungeons of Dragonsreach helps her accept this offer.
At the trial, everyone could see from her spread legs that she was a woman. In a staged fight with a man, she deals weak blows and absorbs all the real ones with her body. Next, a male Nord comes out and says he is the real Dragonborn because he has a cock between his legs. The false Dragonborn repeats the memorized words of confession that she is not a heroine, but an impostor.

The sentence is swift and just: For the treacherous appropriation of another's name, she is stripped of all rights, becomes it, and is given the name "foul liar. Women don't escape punishment either, because they share a slit instead of a penis with foul liar. The Women Shame Day is proclaimed to be repeated every year. On this day, all women must obey every word of men. It is forbidden for anyone to doubt that it is unfair, and as well treat foul liar well and mercifully. A statue of the hero is erected, and every day, in shifts, women must lick, suck, and be under its foot.

But of course, dishonor and torture should not stop helping people and the country. foul liar will still complete quests and slay dragons, but in secret, giving all the glory and reward to the real Dragonborn. The official legend is that it is always with him because it is his slave, very cowardly and pathetic, constantly wetting itself with fear. foil liar takes him in its arms, sliding down the mountain with its bare ass, collecting all the bumps and shrubs with it. Or make a path for him with its face and palms as it walks from below into trenches of the traps with spears and spikes. Or killing enemies quickly and quietly while he diverts the attention of witnesses. Or licking his boots in a tavern room and being his chamber pot. Or being publicly tormented by an angry mob while the real hero feasts and receives praise.

foul liar trains the real Dragonborn on its body, drinking pain-increasing and regeneration-stopping potions to better monitor the progress of the training, but it doesn't work very well - he's weak and a coward. So the liar is forced to make a deal with Clavicus Vile's minion - for a huge fee, he will take her stamina, health and magic and give them to the real hero.  Its muscles weaken, its head becomes stupid, and the pain increases. The Dragonborn also gains the ability to shout, which he uses for good - throwing the filthy liar against the walls.

To confirm their new status, the writer writes a book about them. four liar kills the dragon and rushes to suck the Dragonborn's cock, so that the absorption of the dragon's soul is directed at the real hero, then loses a battle with a skeever. The real Dragonborn seduces foul liar's mother and she agrees to become a cheap street whore, foul liar couldn't even seduce a dirty dog. The real Dragonborn defeats a bunch of naked women, foul liar, after a week of torture, can't defeat the naked strongest men of Skyrim. foul liar can't solve the simplest riddles, but it secretly suggests answers to the real Dragonborn. During a swim in the northern seas, the male hero froze despite the potions of resistance to cold and increased stamina, and the female liar, who drank vulnerability to cold and damage to stamina, is forced to warm him with its body.

The first thing that a liar should sayis that it is foul liar, and then wait for punishment. The whole country must have the opportunity to punish the liar, so it travels through settlements and cities with a chest of its torture instruments on its back, arranges public punishments and humiliations, and receives humiliating and torturous accessories from blacksmiths. If it doesn't serve pigs in a pigsty or work for free in mines or as a draft animal, it is publicly tortured and humiliated. People get used to these performances. On the stage it helps the executioner to torture itself. This is such a brilliant idea that the real hero forces priestess of Mara and  female relatives of the foul liar (tortures must always go on) to be foul liars in every settlement.

Once the Jarl of Whiterun summoned foul liar for the night. In between unbelievable abuse, he asks its opinion about all of this. It thanks and praises its tormentor.
When it is time for the Dragonborn to go to Sovngarde to fulfill HIS destiny of slaying Alduin, foul liar asks Tsun to give its place to the real Dragonborn. When it returned, the real Dragonborn went down in history as the savior of the world, and foul liar as a foul liar. It was time for a great feast, and in preparation for the feast foul liar was forbidden to eat. It served as an excellent welcoming foot-wipe rag for a large number of guests. Then it sucked cocks under tables, nodding at all the terrible insults of foul liar and the praises of the true Dragonborn. It was a footstool for bards and female jesters. After many days of feasting, it cleaned up and gave the leftovers to the dogs, envying them greatly.
It ends up in Sovngarde, but the way it lived and died in disgrace, and its grave is constantly urinated on, makes it a slave of feasting souls. It delivers drinks to real heroes when its master appears, who died in abundance from old age and an ogry with young women. It throws itself at his feet so that he can accept its service as a slave in the afterlife.

 

[Glass Swan]

1 hour ago, DSHV said:

Are the Service to Art and New Holes quests complete? Yes, Rocco needs to go outside.

 

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Yes, they're done. He was inside. I've not seen him outside.

[Enterprisew0w]

On 9/30/2024 at 4:17 AM, DSHV said:

 

У тебя новый аккаунт, с него нужно запостить несколько сообщений (кажется 5), чтобы иметь возможность загружать файлы.

Yes, he stands at the entrance outside and gives the ability to enter the iceberg (my little nod to "Immortal Blood").

If you use patches for the mod, like the better English, then disable them, I don't know any more tricks.

SAE works with all versions of SE and later.

 

@Alturistix, added your contract:

Reworked Spouse's Old Friend

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Spouse: You look preoccupied. What is it, my love?
I don't want to bother you.
[Skip Spouse's Old Friend] Thanks.
Yes, you already have a lot to do.
[Start Spouse's Old Friend] All your problems are my problems. If you can't tell your spouse, who can you tell?
You're right, sorry. I'm just ashamed to talk about this. I recently found out that my friend is back in Skyrim. Well, it's not that we were friends, it's more that this person really annoyed me. But memory tends to lose sight of bad things: all those pranks, offensive nicknames, hair pulling... I would like to remember the old days and who knows, maybe I will get an apology. This is not urgent, just keep in mind.
She is a Redguard, did I guess right?
What good intuition you have! Yes, Aubkana Rurpta.
He is a Redguard, did I guess right?
What good intuition you have! Yes, Amird Rurpta.
She is a Nord, did I guess right?
What good intuition you have! Yes, Marana the Wintereye.
He is a Nord, did I guess right?
What good intuition you have! Yes, Perrun  the Wintereye.
She is an Orc, did I guess right?
What good intuition you have! Yes, Cognor gra-Ram.
He is an Orc, did I guess right?
What good intuition you have! Yes, Dragom gro-Ram.
Well, search in Riften, my love.

 

Nice ass, baby.
1. [Strength] You have mocked my spouse in the past. Now just leave Skyrim.
Your spouse? Whoa, whoa, already leaving, tough one. I'm not here for long.
2. You have mocked my spouse in the past. This is so hot, I have to reward you!
Sure, let's kiss.
3. [Look at the eye in the hands of the interlocutor]
Hey!
[Willpower] What is this?
Just a useless trinket.
[Look into the eye]
[The eye is looking at you] Gotcha! I traveled to many places and found this artifact - Marukh's Eye. It does so-called hypnosis. And now you are my slave.
4. You have mocked my spouse in the past. Please don't do it again.
And how do you convince me?
I offer you my body. Turn your cruelty on me instead.
How lucky Weeper was to find such a defender. I agree. You need a nickname too. What about “Titscunt”, because you just tits and a cunt on legs?/What about “Cockass”, because you just a cock and an ass on legs?
And now let's kiss. Have you kissed your spouse yet?
Yes.
Very sad, Titscunt/Cockass. Have to beat off the taste of your kisses with the taste of my asshole. Kiss it long, sensual and with tongue to show respect, which my ass deserve. Then you can shower your spouse with kisses.
No.
Then you are so lucky, Titscunt/Cockass. Your first kiss will be with my ass. Kiss it long, sensual and with tongue to show respect, which my ass deserve. Then you can shower your spouse with kisses.

                Contract
                    "I, *name*, hereby agree to serve and obey *bully name* and my spouse in all things, without question or hesitation.
                    I will always put their needs and desires above my own, and I will never refuse them anything that they ask of me.
                    I will consider any punishment or humiliation that they inflict upon me to be a reward, and I will never question
                    their authority or judgment. I will also allow them to use my body for their own pleasure, in any way that they see fit,
                    and I will never deny them access to it. I will also allow them to use magic to bind me to this contract, and to
                    make me unable to resist their commands or desires. I understand that this contract is permanent and unbreakable,
                    and that I will be theirs for all eternity. I also understand that if I break this contract, I will suffer severe
                    consequences, including but not limited to, physical and magical punishment, and eternal servitude. I accept and agree
                    to all of these terms."

Ready to serve you!
Of course, Weeper can't please you.
Male to Female: I want to fuck you right in your pussy, Titscunt. Try to get pregnant. Here is a special fertility potion. Not only will it increase your chances of getting pregnant, but it will also bring your body to its full potential of femininity.
Female to Female:  Here is a special fertility potion, Titscunt. Of course I won't get you pregnant, but it will bring your body to its full potential of femininity.
I'm not really into this gay stuff. Let's have some brutal menless fucking!
Female to Male: Here is a special fertility potion, Cockass. Not only will it increase my chances of getting pregnant, but it will also bring your body to its full potential of femininity. Isn't this cute?
Male to Male: Here is a special fertility potion, Cockass. Of course I won't get you pregnant, but it will bring your body to its full potential of femininity. Isn't this cute?
I'm not really into this gay stuff. Let's have some brutal manly fucking!
Assripping mood today.
Right now my dirty spots need a good licking.
Oh, goodness! Facefuck time!
Drink this, Titscunt/Cockass. Or better at a family dinner, discreetly added to your drink. (+ piss or sperm potion)

 

Spouse: Do you recognize this person?
Oh no!
Let me show you something.
Oh no! (Sex with the bully)

 

4 I convinced my spouse's bully to mock me instead. And I agree to allow access to my body. Most importantly, my spouse is protected. I feel useful.
2, 3 The spouse’s bully is so awesome, handsome and strong that I agree to an asskissing at the first meeting. I'm so happy that the bully agreed to be my lover. In Oblivion of my former lover! Maybe I listen more about my spouse's beatings and humiliations while submissively satisfying my new lover. It turns me on!

 

5. Are you an old friend of my spouse? I can take you to your meeting. OR Ready to serve you!
This requires some preparation. Weeper doesn't like me very much. But making someone fall in love with somebody, even if it is me, is very labor-intensive, long and tedious. I traveled to many places and found this hypnotic artifact - Marukh's Eye. Just having this little thing in your pocket will indoctrinate minds of persons you spend a lot of time with so that they fall in love with me and hate you. You have to activate it like this, and I want you to do it voluntarily.
This can't be legal.
Mind control is not prohibited anywhere, unlike necromancy. There are probably mind controllers everywhere in the legislative sphere.
Can I use this for myself?
No. I also enchanted the artifact specifically as me, as me as an object of worship.
Is it possible to do this without the brainwashing artifact?
Is Weeper a sinful whore now?
- [Illusion>50] Yes.
- [Speech>80] Yes.
Well, then the artifact is not needed. That's even better.
-- No. 
So brainwashing.
I understand.
Now provide me with housing!
I will think about it.
Meh. The spirit of adventure is dead.

 

Spouse: Dear, I brought your friend.
No... Wait? Wha... Great, could you leave now? We have a lot to talk about. And I think my friend will stay with us for a while.
Bully: Take care of your housework - sweep the floor, or make a stew, or what do wives do? And I will take care of your spouse. (sex)

 

Spouse: Let me fulfill my conjugal duty.
Before: Of course!
After: Oh, what a pity, but I have a headache now.
[Kiss]
Before: [Kisses back]
After: [Avoids your kiss]
Where's your the Bond of Matrimony ring? 
This ring represents the size of my love for you. And this collar represents the size of my new love. And the ring in the bag on this collar is in the master's sperm/mistress' spit.

Let's satisfy our owner together.
Only if you are in the lower position.

 

Bully: 
(Force Greet) (24 hours) Hey, I need money. Pay me.
Coins are tight right now.
So expand them. Like I expanded your spouse's asshole. [He/she pushed you as he/she walked by]
Here. (100 gold)
I need more! I need to replenish my strength for the fuck's sake!
Here. (500 gold)
I'll give Weeper a special hard thrust for your generosity.
Here, sir. (1000 gold)
Nice. [Pats your cheek]
Haven't they invented spells yet that censor the parts of women/men you don't need to see? Like crotch, breasts, navel, eyes.  If it appear, cast on yourself immediately!
Don't mind my sperm/juice on your spouse's face. I command Weeper not to wipe it off.
Can you get a tattoo in a visible place that says "My name plus your spouse name equals love" and when we fucking lift up your clothes so I can see the tattoo?
M: Do something useful for your race, here's a flat chasity cocklock. This spiky pin into a shaft, this lid to press your little dick into the body, and this little press for your balls. Enjoy!
F: Do something useful for your race, here's a little enchanted chasity belt. Hidden even with a very small loincloth. This wonderful thing detects arousal and begins to squeeze, and there are spikes inside. In fact, it can go into a naughty flesh so deeply that fuck becomes possible. Fortunately, the artifact paralyzes a clit, preventing the pleasure. So only your partner will get pleasant feelings and you will only get pain. Enjoy!
Here's a Reverse Entanglement Genital Artefact. One you will install onto your genital, and the other will be installed in your beloved one. When Weeper feels an orgasm, you will feel pain. The greater her pleasure, the greater your pain. Distances don't matter.
How does it work, sir?
Two shards of one soul gem in a pair have opposite states that are completely dependent on each other. For example, if you press your nipple, the other one immediately hardens. Our mutual friend's orgasm changes one shard, that changes its connected shard, and that tells your artefact that it is time for you to suffer.
I am glad that magic is serving civilisation in such an important matter as genital torment.
Yes. Mages are perverts too, and sex drive is the best motivation.
This is brilliant!
I know! You won't believe how much this thing costs. Check your home chest later.
Oh, yeah. I always dreamed of having constant genital pain.
Yeah, with my strength and speed, you'd probably be dead in three days.

Please, satisfy my spouse.
I'll give you ten seconds to get into a comfortable position.
I hired a bard to tell the world how you watch your spouse get fucked.

Bard: For my epic, I need to know what you feel when you watch your spouse being roughly taken by the other.
Arousal.
So, I don't have any positive characters.
Masochistic pain.
Do I really need to introduce the Sanguine character to explain what's going on?
Nothing really.
Why are your eyes wet?
Rage.
Do you think you can turn this story into a story about your self-control? It won't work.
Happiness for my spouse.
Do you think you can turn this story into a story about your dedication? It won't work.

Wow, I'll write a ballad that will outshine all your exploits.
You can save the world 10 times, end the Civil War, help everyone individually, but if you give your spouse to a bully even once, you will forever be just a sissy to future generations.
(Dragonborn) Hear ye, hear ye! Dragonborn is a cuckold!

 

F: What about fucking me?
My penis has yet to be earned. Let's say you have to kill 500 people. Until then, I only allow you to touch my asshole with your tongue. Well?
Thank you, sir. [Kneel down and take off his pants]
Good tonguedildo. [Still not believing that you are allowed to touch his ass, you eagerly stick your face in it. You shower his buttocks, rim, balls and every area in between with kisses. You are ready to faint with pleasure and desperately lick his every nook and cranny. 
You try to shove your tongue as deep as possible into his ass by pressing your face into his flesh. You soak in saliva pellets stuck in his hair to dissolve them for a long time. You swallow every speck of dirt you find with infinite gratitude. Finally, he has torn you by your hair from your most important thing in the universe. With a light slap you broke your long kiss, leaving a salivating line to the asshole. You took a long, deep breath of clean air. Oh misery!]
No.
Then no ass for you.
Oh, according to my spell, you have fulfilled my little funny condition. My whole body is open to you, little killer.
Of course, I can spare time on your.
Suck my cock, bitch!
[You assaulted his cock with your mouth as if your life depended on it. Moaning with pleasure, you pushed his dick deep down your throat, because of course it is deepthroat.  You will hurt yourself in any way to slightly increase his pleasure, until you could greedily touch his balls with your tongue. While sucking your greatest treasure, you have lost all sense of time and space: there is only his penis and you in the whole world. He spat in your open eye and that made you love him even more. You try to keep your eye open and look into his eyes with devotion while he spits in your face. When he showed you his middle finger, something tensed up in your lower abdomen. You cum together.]
Lick my boots!
[Trembling all over with excitement, you began to lick his dirty boots furiously and heartily. With each lick you moved your whole body back and forth. 
You had never tasted anything more delicious than the dirt on his boots. It gave you energy and strength to move like a madwoman. He generously lifted his soles for you to clean. Finally, you feel only the surface of the boots. You start wiping your own saliva by your face and hair no less enthusiastically, because the look of his shoes is much more valuable than the state of your face. Putting a boot on your head signals the end of your work. You felt the devastation and sadness of the end of your happy work.]
I actually want to destroy your little cunt, slut.
[Not believing the happiness that suddenly fell upon you, you hugged his hips with your legs and clasped his cock to your pussy with an excited tremble. You started to move your hips and milk him, not thinking about your pleasure, only about giving pleasure.]
Fuck my dick with your arse, slut.
[You turned around, bent over and grabbed his buttocks with your feet. As you inserted his cock into your asshole, you began to gently move his hips back and forth, fucking your ass. Finally he undeservedly blessed your insides with his seed. Of course you washed his magnificent tool in your mouth afterwards.]
Be my boot wiping rag.
[You immediately undressed and lay down on the floor. He stepped on his new doormat and began to clean his feet. He slapped his boot on your face and you felt an overwhelming gratitude. He stepped on your throat and you felt a sense of your usefulness. He stomped on your stomach and you almost came. He twisted his heel in your flesh and you cried out words of gratitude. Afterwards you dress, trying not to damage the marks of his soles on your reddened skin. It is his gift to you, after all.]
Be my ashtray, cunt.
[You immediately dropped to your knees and opened your mouth, sticking out your tongue as far as it would go. Desperately, you caught every particle of ash from his cigarette with your mouth, as if it were an antidote to some terrible poison. Finally, he took the last puff and put the cigarette out against your tongue. You shed tears of pain and joy.]

How is sex with my spouse? (Just replace cock- clitoris, balls - pussy?)
Hey, we want to reward you! Come on!
[He made you sit on a chair. As your beloved spouse entered, the bully came up behind her, ripped off her clothes, and began to pound her like a hammer - a nail. Trying to keep her balance, she threw her knee right on your chair, right on your balls. Her face became lustful and full of pleasure. She took the bully's hands and covered her trembling breasts with them. You don't deserve to see them. With another rough jerk she puts her other knee on your balls. She kneels on them. Suddenly she spat in your face. Her fucker spits in your face too. These two made Kwama Egg Omelet for a long time until they were completely satisfied and left silently without looking at you.]
How about a threesome?
[You were told to undress your beloved woman and the bully. Then to take his dick and spread her mouth with your hands. And put the dick in the mouth like it should be. While she orally pleases the bully, you keep her hair out of the way. Then you spread her pussy lips with your fingers and help to penetrate her. They fucking on your knees. After that you got down on all fours, she squatted down on you and fucked in this position. Your back is now completely wet.]
I have an idea for a bed game.
[As he approached your beloved spouse, he suddenly punched her hard in the face. She looked at him with loving eyes and a sunny day smile. When you tried to intervene, she looked at you contemptuously, wiped off her smile and said, "You better learn how a real man threatens a woman. He began spanking her roughly and calling her filthy names. She obediently endured, smiling and whispering gentle words. Then, in gratitude for the beating, she knelt down and began to give him a blowjob. He came to you with her still between his legs, sucking his cock, and began to beat and insult you. For each particularly rude word and strong sound of a blow, she pushed her face even farther.]
Time to collaborate!
[You were greeted by your spouse and two of your female friends. The bully sat naked with his legs spread wide. One woman immediately knelt down in the middle and started sucking him off, the other two started licking his feet, especially his heels and toes. Then he stood up and they changed positions. One - licks his ass, the other sucks his penis and the last one - squeezes between them from below - licks and sucks his balls. Everyone works in their own zone and does not want to tolerate any interference. While his crotch is so eagerly worshipped, he looks at you arrogantly.]
Practically vanilla.
[He hugs your beloved spouse from behind and starts fucking her. He pushes his clenched fist, except for the middle fingers, into her breasts to show their attitude towards you. She holds a rag in front of her swinging crotch for censorship.]
I have found the perfect sex pedestal.
[You lie on your stomach, your spouse stands on your balls on her toes, lifting her heels. She bends over, ass up, and begins to seductively shake it in front of the bully. He joins her and the movements on your balls become completely agonizing for you.]
Hey, bitch! Come here!
[Your beloved spouse runs happily to him, forgetting everything else. Looking at him with adoration, she kicks you backwards without looking. Out of the way! You fall, but they are busy with each other and don't pay attention to you.]
Time for social surveys!
[Your beloved spouse takes his balls on open palms like a precious treasure. She starts kissing his dickhead gently, wispering words of gratitude for treating you so badly. He starts to fuck her face and ask questions. On "Is she a whore/his personal toilet/cumrag?" and "Should he beat/humalate/torment you harder?" she nods heatedly and eagerly, and "Does she care about you?" she shakes her head negatively, all with his cock in her mouth. When asked to show the size of her love for him, she pointed to a map of Tamriel, and she indicated the size of her love for you with a catalog of the smallest mushrooms. Then he sat down on the floor, took her hair in his hands and began to masturbate using her head as a simple masturbation tool.]
My fists itch, nothing personal. Although your face is stupid.
[He began to beat you hard with animal rage. Your beloved woman begins to masturbate at the sight. Already plunged into darkness by the cruel blows, you see her bending wildly and trembling from a powerful orgasm.]
I'm in a romantic mood today.
[You went on a romantic date, paid for entirely by you. They kept whispering sweet nothings and kissing, while you are on standby. In the end, they greeted the dawn of in each other's arms, and you also had several orgasms because your dick was under the foot of their bed, which wobbled all night.]
Comment me!
[Your beloved woman took his cock in her mouth, and he squeezed her face between his legs with all his might] Die, fucking bitch!
Thank you for educating her to be a proper woman, sir.
You're welcome, schmuck. DIE! DIE! DIE!
Please, no mercy, sir.
No intentions.
She looks so natural between your legs, sir.
Just like you are away from sex.
Thank you for letting me watch, sir.
Fuck you!
[He sat on her face and began to choke her with his buttocks. It was noticeably hard for her to breathe, but she resisted her instinctive attempts to break free and fondled his penis, beginning to masturbate it.]
Shall I hold her, sir?
True woman's happiness, sir.
Typical woman moment, sir.
I hope she licks your asshole, sir?
[He takes your beloved woman and begins to brutally attack her inside with his cock. Such displays of savagery are frightening to behold. But judging by her bitten lips, closed eyes, and constantly clenching and spreading fingers and toes, she is at the top of her existence.]
Thank you for fucking my woman, sir.
Your former woman.
Great thrust, sir.
Watch and learn. Although I'm sure you won't be able to demonstrate it in practice.

 

The time has come for you to master the art of the ruined orgasms. I know a great teacher - ex-slave of mine.
Breton?
Yes. How well you guess! Juillet Froid at the Windpeak Inn in Dawnstar.
Redguard?
Yes. How well you guess! Jada at the Windpeak Inn in Dawnstar.

 

Are you a former slave, a great teacher of ruined orgasms?
Yes. Here is a tattoo that proves that this meat in owned.
Tell about yourself.
I was the owner's bitch, but I was very guilty and he deserved to kick me out. The owner forbade me to have sex, only ruined orgasms. I'm a single mother with two master's boys. To further punish myself, I became a shitty mother: I punish them for loving me and reward them for hating me. Oh, my little sweet misogynists. "Bring your udder here, cow" are the kindest words I have heard from them.
Can you teach me how to ruin my orgasms?
Yes. Watch. [She lightly touches her crotch, and when it's over, she lifts her dress to demonstrate her ruined orgasm. Her labia spasmodically clench and unclench in a desperate search for pleasure. But pleasure is denied her.]
F: If your partner has an orgasm before you, then everything is fine, you can stop having sex. And if you feel that your orgasm is about to begin, then stop sex, wait until your orgasm is ruined, and then continue. No hands, no pushes, just stay still. By the way, this stuff is very harmful to your body. Very!
M: If your partner has an orgasm before you, then everything is fine, you can stop having sex. And if you feel that your orgasm is about to begin, then stop sex, wait until your orgasm is ruined, and then continue. No hands, no pushes, just stay still, let the sperm spill onto the ground. By the way, this stuff is very harmful to your body. Very!

 

Bully: Follow me.
Find me new bitches!
Wait.
Remember that I was created for love, not for war.
Let's trade.
Remember that you are my pack mule, and not the other way around.

Any NPC with disposition>2 and the bully near: My friend really wants to fuck you.
Whoa... If you friend really wants to...

 

When do you think this reworked Spouse's Old Friend quest will be added, and will there be more NTR/Cuckold content in the future?

[DSHV]

22 hours ago, Glass Swan said:

Yes, they're done. He was inside. I've not seen him outside

Can you teleport him with moveto player? Then there will be progress?

17 hours ago, Enterprisew0w said:

When do you think this reworked Spouse's Old Friend quest will be added, and will there be more NTR/Cuckold content in the future?

With the new update. I also want to write some sect infiltration content for it.

Yes.

 

--//--

I wrote text for SFW quests Mindnautics:

https://forums.nexusmods.com/topic/13499855-text-for-the-quest-mindnautics/

Edited October 3, 2024 by DSHV

[Glass Swan]

7 hours ago, DSHV said:

Can you teleport him with moveto player? Then there will be progress?

 

I finished it by running in and out.

 

I thought he should fix the problem by providing even more holes, bringing everything back into symmetry, and have the Heroine show everyone the improvement he'd achieved.

[Imdownbadrn]

On 10/2/2024 at 10:29 AM, DSHV said:

No, the wildlings are the crazed remnants of the Gray Host and Nighthollow Clan, and the local covens are simply groups of Skyrim vampires
 

My point is that the quests are bugged and have swapped with each other, as doing the iceberg objectives completed the wildings quest instead of the local coverns

[Alturistix]

On 10/3/2024 at 1:57 PM, Imdownbadrn said:

iceberg objectives

The iceberg ones are the wildlings

[Serenity_XXI]

Isn't the quest "False and real heroes" supposed to trigger only if you're playing a Male character?

 

This is not to be confused with "Real and false heroes", which correctly triggers when you're a female.

 

The former is the same idea, only the "fake dragonborn" is a woman npc which you're supposed to "punish". This is unlike the latter, where your PC is the "foul liar".

 

For some reason I had dialogue options with Balgruuf to initiate both quests.

 

Should I just not initiate "False and real heroes" and ignore it so that the mod doesn't get confused and bug out?

 

Out of interest, why is there no gender check enforced in the mod to avoid this?

[Khazita]

Having issues with bad bitch when met her first time. She doesn't move at all after choose 'follow' option in her dialogue, force recruit her as follower with follower framework is failed too. Is it because I have RDO or follower framework?

[Doobly]

Any chance we can get more Doppelganger Content?

[DSHV]

On 10/3/2024 at 9:57 PM, Imdownbadrn said:

My point is that the quests are bugged and have swapped with each other, as doing the iceberg objectives completed the wildings quest instead of the local coverns

This is weird.

On 10/5/2024 at 4:26 PM, Serenity_XXI said:

Isn't the quest "False and real heroes" supposed to trigger only if you're playing a Male character?

Yes, but someone asked to remove the gender restriction. It's a separate quest, not related to the others.

19 hours ago, Khazita said:

Is it because I have RDO or follower framework?

There's a check in her follow package to keep sneaking, so maybe that's the problem.

17 hours ago, Doobly said:

Any chance we can get more Doppelganger Content?

Well...

I'm thinking of fixing the text of The Pursuit of a Shadow: Windhelm and reworking its endings (so all of them send to the next quest). But I didn't have the text for that quest. I also wrote a follow-up quest for the marriage ending (it sounds romantic, of course, but I think I wrote the most brutal content).
With the Bards College Expansion, I wanted to add something to bards, but I guess not.

If you marry Sigmund Sour-Milk from The Pursuit of a Shadow: Windhelm:
Ever After

Spoiler

Sigmund Sour-Milk: Listen, wifey-dwarfy. I know I'm fabulously rich, but you must bring me 1000 gold every week. It's not about money, it's about loyalty.
Your money, husband. (1000 gold)
Giving me money is so sexy. I'll fuck you.
You missed the payment time. Bad wives have to suffer, I hope you understand.
[You put your hands on the wall and stuck your ass out, and he started to kicking it hard.]
[You bent over and let your boobs hang free and he started battering them.]
[He found a rough old rope somewhereput it between your lower lips and started to saw you, pushing the rope as far inside you as he could.]
[He pissed in a bag and tightly tightened it on your head.] (+ Piss Hood from Execution Hood)
[He cum in a bag and tightly tightened it on your head.] (+ Cum Hood from Execution Hood)
[He collected insects in a bag and put it on your head.] (+ Insects Hood from Execution Hood)

 

Force greet: Hey, missus!
Food!
I prepared some food for you.
Yes, it is your responsibility. (food gift menu)
Suck!
[You run to suck his cock.]
Ass!
[You immediately bend over and stick out your ass.]
Cunt!
[You immediately spread your legs.]
Kiss!
[You run to kiss his ass.]
Dance!
[You immediately start dancing for him, something between a cheap striptease and the mating dance of a bitch in heat.]

 

After some time: My mother wants to see you.
Izergil (hagraven): Time to train your shameless arse, whore-in-law. You must be naked around my boy all the time. So that your tiny tits and skinny little cunt are constantly on display, this will show your animal status and will not allow you to plot thievish meanness. I will polish your disgusting body into the shape of a good wife, even if I have to cut off 90%.
Thank you, ma'am.
Die, fucking bitch! Let's start the training with something simple. [She grabbed your larynx roughly, squeezing your skin with her clawed fingers and lowered you into a squat]
[Squat down]
Walk, stupid cunt.
[You put your hands behind your head and began to walk on bent legs, waddling from the squatting position. Your breasts swayed wildly from side to side. You looked incredibly stupid.]
Enough! Stay down, bitch-in-law.
[You remain crouched with your hands behind your head. She has come close and is looking down at you.]
Emmm...
[The right side of your face explodes in pain. You instinctively drop to your ass. But then you quickly regain your previous position.]
No talking, crazy cunt! [She waits to see how you would learn your lesson. Then she puts a bottle in your mouth] Suck on this! And I want to hear you! Drop it and you will regret that not only you but your entire race exists.
[SLURP] [SLURP] [SLURP]
Suck with joy, foul woman!
[SLURP] Tank u, [SLURP] maamsh.
Suck, bitch. The town must hear!
[SLURP] Wat in... in... [SLURP] side, maamsh?
Animal Whore Cocktail, month-old, filthy woman.
[SLURP] Tank [SLURP] fo she anshver, maamsh.
Suck, suck, disgusting slut.
[SLURP] [SLURP] [SLURP]
I'll go away. And return. If you're not in your stupid pose, sucking the bottle, then you'll regret.., but you already know that. (Blackout)
[Yawn] I slept so well. Are you still here?
[slurp]
Yes, I say - you do. A simple lesson, but for you it's probably like Shalidor's Insights. [She takes out her pussy, opens it with two fingers and starts pissing on your face.]

 

Ma'am?
Next, comparable to you - primitive lesson: Standing by, waiting for orders. When you are not needed, which is most of the time, you must be ready to rush at any moment to carry out orders.
[You undressed at night, stood by the bed where your husband slept, took a plate in your hand, put your tits on it, and began to wait. You watched your husband sleep sweetly and attacked your ears with his terrible snoring. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he ordered you "Piss!" and you drank his urine. In the last seconds he pulled his dick out of your mouth and pissed on your face and still on the plate boobs. You returned to standing, feeling his urine slowly dripping down your face and body.]
Ma'am?
Next I need your ass to hold my son like a hungry slut - a dick. [From the pile of pebbles, you lifted one with your anus muscles and carried it to another spot on the other side of the house. If your ass dropped it, she hit you in the stomach, you picked up the dropped pebble, dragged it back to the original pile and started again. When you have moved all the pebbles, start moving them back again.]
Ma'am?
Let's see how good you are at woodcutting, cuntly bitch. Of course you suck at it, just like you suck at everything else. Get undressed and run for me, bold cunt.
Come on, come on, shake that limp fat.
I'm over a hundred years old, and I'm faster than you.
She leads the PC into the forest to a new woodcutting block and a stump with ants (at Half-Moon Mill?)
Sit on this stump.
But... yes, ma'am.
On that stump with the ants? Yes, ma'am.
Yes, the ants know how to speed up lazy whores. You are forbidden to brush them off and harm them, they are better than you in a million ways. Now I expect 20 pieces of firewood from you, you little shit. (+Woodcutter's Axe)
20 firewoods, maa'm.
And what do you expect in return for your long, untalented work? [She spat in your face] Load it on your beastly back and run back. If so much as a twig falls, we'll start all over again.
(Back to Sigmund)
Ma'am?
Give me that firewood, you shameless, good-for-nothing wretch!
I was hoping to knock some sense into you, but all I did was knock some of your crap out of you. We'll have to use extreme methods for an extreme retarded cunt. I will teleport you to the walled Dremora and weaken you so that you cannot fight. You will have to please him for a week. If he doesn't like the speed with which you fall to lick his feet, or the angle of your fake smile, or if he suspects that you don't like licking his dirty ass even a little bit, he will kill you and rid my boy of you.
A room without windows or doors.
Kkrohziz: Lick my ass! [Still not believing that you are allowed to touch his ass, you eagerly stick your face in it. You shower his buttocks, rim, balls and every area in between with kisses. You are ready to faint with pleasure and desperately lick his every nook and cranny. 
You try to shove your tongue as deep as possible into his ass by pressing your face into his flesh. You soak in saliva pellets stuck in his hair to dissolve them for a long time. You swallow every speck of dirt you find with infinite gratitude. Finally, he has torn you by your hair from your most important thing in the universe. With a light slap you broke your long kiss, leaving a salivating line to the asshole. You took a long, deep breath of clean air.]
Suck my cock!
[You assaulted his cock with your mouth as if your life depended on it. Moaning with pleasure, you pushed his dick deep down your throat, because of course it is deepthroat.  You will hurt yourself in any way to slightly increase his pleasure, until you could greedily touch his balls with your tongue. While sucking your greatest treasure, you have lost all sense of time and space: there is only his penis and you in the whole world. He spat in your open eye and that made you love him even more. You try to keep your eye open and look into his eyes with devotion while he spits in your face. When he showed you his middle finger, something tensed up in your lower abdomen. You cum together.]
Lick my boots!
[Trembling all over with excitement, you began to lick his dirty boots furiously and heartily. With each lick you moved your whole body back and forth. 
You had never tasted anything more delicious than the dirt on his boots. It gave you energy and strength to move like a madwoman. He generously lifted his soles for you to clean. Finally, you feel only the surface of the boots. You start wiping your own saliva by your face and hair no less enthusiastically, because the look of his shoes is much more valuable than the state of your face. Putting a boot on your head signals the end of your work. You felt the devastation and sadness of the end of your happy work.]
Cunt!
[Not believing the happiness that suddenly fell upon you, you hugged his hips with your legs and clasped his cock to your pussy with an excited tremble. You started to move your hips and milk him, not thinking about your pleasure, only about giving pleasure.]
Fuck my dick with your arse!
[You turned around, bent over and grabbed his buttocks with your feet. As you inserted his cock into your asshole, you began to gently move his hips back and forth, fucking your ass. Finally he undeservedly blessed your insides with his seed. Of course you washed his magnificent tool in your mouth afterwards.]
Be my boot wiping rag!
[You immediately undressed and lay down on the floor. He stepped on his new doormat and began to clean his feet. He slapped his boot on your face and you felt an overwhelming gratitude. He stepped on your throat and you felt a sense of your usefulness. He stomped on your stomach and you almost came. He twisted his heel in your flesh and you cried out words of gratitude. Afterwards you dress, trying not to damage the marks of his soles on your reddened skin. It is his gift to you, after all.]
Be my ashtray, cunt!
[You immediately dropped to your knees and opened your mouth, sticking out your tongue as far as it would go. Desperately, you caught every particle of ash from his cigarette with your mouth, as if it were an antidote to some terrible poison. Finally, he took the last puff and put the cigarette out against your tongue. You shed tears of pain and joy.]
(Blackout)
[A week of extremely submissive service and false happiness has passed.]
Izergil: Stop licking the air, there is no more dirty meat in front of you, damned wench.
Mmmmmm... mmmmm... [Sob]
Did you lose your mind when we just started?
I... [Lick] I can't... [Lick] Stop! [Lick] Must lick Lord! [Lick]
What a disgusting, depraved woman! [She gagged you with a rag] (+Bloody Rags)
Ma'am?
Now for the cocksucking lesson, the most important skill you need, whore-in-law. I will paralyze your body except for your head and teleport you into a sarcophagus with a draugr. You will have to suck its rotten dick to appease it so that it will not kill you, and also to eat, because you will be there for a month.
[You teleported into a sarcophagus, leaning your back against the lid and your face into the stinking crotch. Without wasting time, your lips found a cock, took it in your mouth and began to milk it. A sharp end of a weapon in your host's hand presses into your stomach and you know that only gratitude for the sucking separates you from death. You spent a month like this, with a rotten cock in your head, swallowing the bitter, thick sperm and almost forgetting that there is anything else in the world but sucking and cock.]
Ma'am?
Time to exercise your flabby, weak body. I'm going to teleport you to the Order of K'Sharra in the Elsweyr. They will teach you hard work and obedience!
[You have been teleported to the closed Khajiit temple. You were given a monk's uniform (tight chest and hip restraints with a pussy bell and nipple bells) and forced to work in a quarry. The other monks were taught to hate you and bullying you was encouraged. Your work in the quarry was twice as long and your production was twice as high. When the others had lunch, you would continue to work or do push-ups. Your food consisted of maggots and garbage, which you quickly grabbed and stuffed into your mouth while working endless hours. For each of your misdeeds, all the other monks were punished, and they avenged themselves on you with cruelty. You were whipped from all sides while holding a huge block of stone in the air. During your few hours of sleep, you were punched in the face by constantly changing monks. Your mantras were to be used by everyone without sparing your flesh and spirit. After three months of hard labor, your mother-in-law called you back.]
Now you look like a good wife: a trembling, meek, thin piece of flesh.
Ma'am?
Now it's time to show you the difference between us and you. I will teleport you to an open pigpen in Glenumbra and cast an illusion of a sow upon you. You will understand everything, whore-in-law.
[You are teleported into a pen filled with mud, surrounded by huge pigs, unable to get up from all fours or speak. A huge, stinking body fell on you, bending your back and penetrating your ass. Your mouth was slammed shut by another giant pig's cock. Passersby don't pay attention to your sudden pig gangbang, seeing a simple sow in your place. Thus began your pig days. Most of the time, you were squeezed between the stinkiest, sweatiest, giant animal bodies attacking your holes. You ate the pigs' leftovers mixed with their saliva. You have been pressed into the dirt by pig asses. It seems to you that your black soul is shrinking and turning into a white petty soul. Or maybe your past life was just a dream, and you were always a dirty animal? You have lost track of time, because pigs cannot count.]
Oh, I almost forgot about you, except my son started demanding his shitty toy. It was so good without you, whore-in-law.
Oink?
Now do you understand the difference between us and where your place is? I can see in your eyes that you do.
Ma'am?
Well, I'm tired of wasting my precious time on a schmuck like you. Serve my son as a faithful slave and pray to Molag Bal. Perhaps I'll be back in my torture mood soon.

Find Pirve near the Honningbrew Meadery.
(Dragonborn) Go to the Jarl of Whiterun and ask him to pass your undeserved title to someone more worthy than you. Anyone.
(Sigmund dead): I will rip your fucking soul from this fucking pile of meat, you fucking shit! (attack)

 

Sigmund: I want a change in bed. Hire me some whores. My favourite bitches in the New Gnisis Cornerclub. I love to humiliate the lower races with my great  Nordic dick!

Whore (Dunmer, Argonian and Orc): I want to hire you all.
Sure, baby. 300 gold and we will make you feel like a goddess.
I do not want to hire you for myself, but for my husband Sigmund.
You mean Sigmund Sour-Milk? No. He's too disgusting a degenerate. Even port whores have standards that he doesn't meet.
(Illusion) He's very hot.
<50 Convince yourself. Though you said he is your husband, you're probably just as much of a degenerate.
>49 He's very hot.
(Persuade) Please!
<35 I'd rather get down on my knees and beg Rolff Stone-Fist's forgiveness for the colour of my skin. That way I will have more dignity.
>34 Okay, I see you're in trouble if we don't agree. We'll show female solidarity.
(Intimidate) I can kick you to him all the way across Skyrim.
<level 20 Threats from a cuntbearer will not work. You are a woman, not a man.
>level 19 No need!
(Bribe) Even humiliation has its price. How much is it for you?
1000 gold. To each whore.
Sorry, I can't afford that much.
"Even humiliation has its price." Bah!
Agree.
[Sigh] Lead the way to this abusive monster.

 

I brought you whores, husband.
Great. Now watch and learn!

Can you demonstrate your power with one/two/three whore(s), my stallion?
Of course I can!
Are you satisfied?
Yes, give my dirty cock a mouth bath and then pay them.

 

Thank you. (100/1000 gold)
It wasn't that bad. It turns out that you were the one who was abused, not us.
[She pats your cheek]
Listen, since you're such a submissive girl, could you please lick your husband's cum out of my holes?
Yes.
Good wifey.
No.
It was worth a try.

 

Oh, you got a letter.
To The Bitch
If you don't want your husband to have an unfortunate incident in which his head is broken by an unfortunate mace, then come to the Warehouse in Windhelm Docks.
- Thugs.

Thug: Let's fuck like rabbits!
Please do not touch Sigmund!
It depends on how sweet your hip movements are.
I'll do anything! (1/2/3/4 thug(s))
All we need from you is fuck, bitch.
[Together they fucked all your holes several times in different positions. Passersby on the street were of course paying attention to the muffled screams and flesh slaps. At the end you were leaned against the wall with your holes full of whipped cum and as your fuckers walked by they spit in your face. Each spit was accompanied by your feeble \"thank you very much\"].
[This time they decided to just beat you up. They silently pounced on you and concentrated on hitting you in all your plump places.]
I can't do it anymore.
So we'll go to Sigmund and crush all his life-supporting organs.
I am willing to pay that price.
Vile and treacherous cunt! Mara will punish you for your betrayal of your lover! (Sigmund is dead)
No! Please! Cocksucking, yes?
Yes, suck all thoughts of harming your beloved out of us!

 

Edited October 7, 2024 by DSHV
Colour differentiation of lines

[hgjhjhjkl]

On 10/5/2024 at 8:26 PM, Serenity_XXI said:

Isn't the quest "False and real heroes" supposed to trigger only if you're playing a Male character?

 

This is not to be confused with "Real and false heroes", which correctly triggers when you're a female.

 

The former is the same idea, only the "fake dragonborn" is a woman npc which you're supposed to "punish". This is unlike the latter, where your PC is the "foul liar".

 

For some reason I had dialogue options with Balgruuf to initiate both quests.

 

Should I just not initiate "False and real heroes" and ignore it so that the mod doesn't get confused and bug out?

 

Out of interest, why is there no gender check enforced in the mod to avoid this?

same, There is no way to keep the mission going, the original module does not have this problem and can continue this task further

[LichesNeedHugs]

Does this mod include content for prisons, or should I use mods like Prison Overhaul Patched for my kinky jail time?

[yeahhowaboutnooo]

there's a bug in the quest
AAAPoSWindhelm

after marrying "the darling" the dialogue topic
AAAPoSWindhelmHusbandTopic
will never trigger because getstage will return 60 as the current stage

in order to correctly evaluate whether stage 42 is done one should instead use the getstagedone function as such:

see also:
https://ck.uesp.net/wiki/GetStage
https://ck.uesp.net/wiki/GetStageDone


on an unrelated note:
IMHO v2.8.2 should've been v3.0.0 considering that on upgrade you need to not only run the tohupdate script, but also disable the legacy addons.
with both v2.8.2 and the old addons enabled my game would no longer load the main menu

https://semver.org/

Edited October 10, 2024 by yeahhowaboutnooo

[Alis_999]

Hey, @DSHV ! I'm still playing 2.7+, because start menu refuses to launch on 2.8+ (I think figured out what the problem is, it's a bunch of patches to make your mod compatible with a dozen other mods I have, and because of the reworking of the same dialogs in your mod, the patches refer to the wrong IDs, and I don't have the strength to search for them manually and fix them now, haha, so I'm still on 2.7+). So, I came across a doppelganger in Solitude, I don't know if you know or not, but in fact - is lore for TES, which means your doppelganger is really cool. Doppelgangers tortured Sai Sahan in Halls of Torment, and the PC doppelganger can be said to be doing something similar. Respect 👍.

Edited October 9, 2024 by Alis_999

[yeahhowaboutnooo]

On 10/9/2024 at 2:40 PM, Alis_999 said:

Hey, @DSHV ! I'm still playing 2.7+, because start menu refuses to launch on 2.8+ (I think figured out what the problem is, it's a bunch of patches to make your mod compatible with a dozen other mods I have, and because of the reworking of the same dialogs in your mod, the patches refer to the wrong IDs, and I don't have the strength to search for them manually and fix them now, haha, so I'm still on 2.7+). So, I came across a doppelganger in Solitude, I don't know if you know or not, but in fact - is lore for TES, which means your doppelganger is really cool. Doppelgangers tortured Sai Sahan in Halls of Torment, and the PC doppelganger can be said to be doing something similar. Respect 👍.

fwiw:
as i mentioned in the post above: for me the main menu would also not load as long as i had toh v2.8.2 enabled and the "old/legacy" toh addons:
TroublesofHeroineDragonbornAddonSE1.2
TroublesofHeroineDawnguardAddonSE1.1.1
TroublesofHeroineHearthfireAddonSE1.0.1

not sure whether these got integrated into v2.8.2 or just generally are no longer compatible with 2.8.2 *shrugs*

edit: ... and now i can't reproduce it anymore. meaning: even with the addons enabled skyrim launches now... maybe some merged patch i made and got intermittently modified, no idea. don't care atm  

Edited October 10, 2024 by yeahhowaboutnooo

[Alis_999]

12 minutes ago, yeahhowaboutnooo said:

not sure whether these got integrated into v2.8.2 or just generally are no longer compatible with 2.8.2 *shrugs*

Curious... Thank you for information... Unfortunately, I can't test this on my Skyrim because I have several dozen patches that depend on these additional mods.

[leking]

SUGGESTION:

 

Lucan Valerius says that his sister camillia gives him blowjob every time he ask.

 

So it would be fun that sometimes they engage in an oral BJ tagued sexlab scene.

[NukaNympho]

I'm trying to start the main quest but Pirve doesn't give me any dialogue choices. What are the conditions for starting the main-quest?  I bought like 2 homes and killed Grelod but no dice.

[leking]

First of all love this mod.

 

When i am near aela she suddenly call a wolf called white fang and shout "breed that new blood" (i suppose it comes from this mod  )

 

if i may suggest "breed that bitch" would be better to hear (but it would mean to also update the voice file). 

 

Also i am currently lost in falkreath with the quest of the prison. I don't remember exactly where the jarl told to go and use the key he gave me and since there is no map marker and does not repeat the dialogue i just don't know where to go. i visited the guard barracks but there only prisonners and a guard i'm not sure if i am in the right place....

 

[hgjhjhjkl]

On 8/17/2024 at 1:48 AM, Sicumbaka said:

Repacked 2.8.2 version of orginal TOH with fixed True English patch and KS Hairdos for NPC's (This version is needed for a new 51's voicepack for 2.8.2 from here)

enjoy! https://disk.yandex.ru/d/IxTElhm4soRWNA

Website translation, True and false heroines have bugs, and they will only repeat the same sentence all the time

[xddddad]

Does someone have a replacer/NPC Overhaul they are willing to share for the npcs in this mod?

 

[DSHV]

On 10/9/2024 at 3:06 AM, yeahhowaboutnooo said:

will never trigger because getstage will return 60 as the current stage

Yes, I found this bug, but after the last update. Maybe I'll think about 3.0.0. The next update will be 2.9, and it will be closer to 3 by itself, but this way I can emphasize the newness of the update more clearly. It's easy to get confused now with all the versions.

On 10/12/2024 at 5:00 AM, leking said:

When i am near aela she suddenly call a wolf called white fang and shout "breed that new blood" (i suppose it comes from this mod

I don't remember that. The mod adds Fenrir dog to the Companions.

Look for a hatch in the floor of Falkreath Prison.

 

--//--

Cult Cunt

Spoiler

Seoman Snow-Trotter in Morthal: Yes, purposeful look, arms and legs are relatively strong. You are right for the job!
What about my perky ass?
That comes in a set with relatively strong legs, because with an ass like that you have to run all the time.
But I'm not interested.
Okay. If you meet a noble adventurer who is willing to help save a life - send to me. I'll be here. Waiting for help. With a lot of money. For this supposedly kind and skilled adventurer.
What kind of work?
I'm looking for my woman. She was kidnapped by despicable kidnappers of women. Their trail, those bastards, led me here. I know where their hideout is, but I need an adventurer to rescue her. I'm not a fighter or a magician or a stealth bowman, you see. I'll pay 5000 gold to see in front of me the one I'm looking for - a bald woman with green eyes who responds to the name Thir. Alive, mind you. That is her most important feature.
What can you tell me about the kidnappers?
Some kind of a cult of a dragon-man. I don't get involved in that kind of nonsense.
Is there anything else I should know about Thir?
What else could you know there? This woman has two tits and one pussy. At least, that's the set I'm counting on. The gods don't know what they're doing with her there. Maybe they're growing new genitals on her.
You probably love her very much.
Wow, how did you guess? What gave me away: chase her to the ends of the frozen arse backwoods or pay huge amounts of money for her?
Not ready to take this job.
Then walk by, walk by, don't block my view of potential employees.
Ready to take this job.
Here you go. Give me your map and I'll show you the place. For money or to save my woman, but do it!

Found her yet? Just kidding. I know it's going to take a long time. You adventurers are easily distracted.

 

Guard at the entrance to Dunstad Caverns (near Stonehills):
M: Welcome, sir!
F: Stop your body, woman! Let's fuck, I mean, talk.
What is this place?
Oh, such things happen here... I shouldn't really say this, but I really want to share it with someone, even with a woman. We have a small cult here!
I would like to enter.
Sure. Suck me off and come on in.
Or I can kill you and take a key from your body.
That won't help you win the favor of other cultists. And these are enchanted doors, you can only get in if certain people, including me, of course, think a certain thought. The password can be a thought about a smell, or an abstraction, or... well, you get the idea.
I don't want to suck your stinky dick.
Well, that means you don't really want to come to us.
[Kneel down]
That's my unknown woman!
[Wipe your mouth] Now open the door.
Ha! No. The deception of a stupid chicken has occurred. You have no honor or dignity, so no one is obligated to keep the word given to you. Now get out of here, you nasty cocksucker!
Are you kidding me, asshole?
I'm not going to waste good jokes on you! Go, go, cocksucker! No deals with dirty cocksuckers! Fuck you!
What else can I do to make you deign to let me in?
And you are a persistent cocksucker. Okay, I'll be kind today. See that pile of horse shit? Smear it all over your stupid face!
Yuck! That's disgusting!
That's the whole point. That's the whole point, you cocksucking bitch.
Maybe I'll suck you again?
It's not your dick to command!
(Persuade) Then you give me ten more tasks, and you want me to be in shit all the time?
<21 Yep.
>20 Wow, male sperm appears in your head, and you immediately start thinking logically.
(Intimidate) Skip!
< level 10 You can't do that!
>level 9 You can't do that! Although... you probably can.
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
Okay. And where is this money?
Okay.
[Smear your face with horse shit] (+ Horse Shit Maquillage 6 hours -100 Speech)
Wow, you actually did it. So it's all true what they say about women. Submissive and nasty goblin-kin.
Now lick my toes!
When did you last wash your feet?
What is washing? Some sort of women's thing?
(Persuade) Is it really worth wasting my wonderful mouth on your toes?
(Horse Shit Maquillage) You have shit on your face. You can't even convince the horse's ass that made it.
< 31 Yep.
>30 Well, okay, I plan to fuck this mouth with my dick in the future.
(Intimidate) Skip!
< level 20 Is it really that hard to lick someone's toes? I'm not asking you to marry them.
>level 19 How can I humiliate you under such pressure?
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
You can't buy everything with money, you know. I spend all my money on humiliating whores anyway. Come on, lick them already. Come on!
[Get down on all fours]
Good bitch. What a good bitch! [He lifted his foot, you took off his boot, and his toes poked into your mouth. You started sucking on his toes and washing between them with your tongue. He is wearing a toe ring.]
[Pull the ring with your tongue]
Yes, yes, push with your little tongue, cocksucker, and now toesucker. (+ Toe Ring: a simple ring that takes up a tail slot and can be enchanted, or just some nice enchantment.)
[Leave it as is]
Try harder, you're doing a good deed! Use your little tongue, cocksucker, and now toesucker.
Now I will brand your hand.
What the fuck!?
Just a little mark to tell everyone that I own you.
And what is this brand?
Just a schematic penis. A great penis, powerful and erect. Look, there's even hair.
I'm not going to ruin my skin.
Then stand like a fool outside our cave. As if your regular gangbangs with horses don't stretch and tear your slutty skin even more.
(Persuade) Come on, just fuck me.
(Horse Shit Maquillage) Fuck you? You have horse shit on your face, have you forgotten? I'm going to throw up.
< 41 I will always have time to fuck anyone.
>40 Okay. You're some kind of lustful perverted woman. All you think about is sex?
(Intimidate) Skip!
< level 30 Give me your hand, you insolent mug! The man commands you!
>level 29 And for whom have I prepared this brand and fire here?
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
Okay. You could, of course, buy a healing potion for less money and heal your scar, but you're a dumb cunt.
Okay. [Give him your hand for branding]
[He grabbed a red-hot brand and pressed it into your palm near your thumb. The pain was excruciating, but you endured it.] (+Branded Thing perk)
Now find a male master to go into the cave.
Wait, branding isn't the last of my abuses? You should have arranged it in the order of raising stakes.
No, what came before are just my desires. And a male supervisor is a requirement of the cult. Without a man, women cannot enter.
How can I find a master for myself?
How should I know? I have balls. [He grabbed his crotch and shook it to prove his point] I don't need any masters.
But my master can be anyone?
Certainly. A homeless man, a bandit, your father. He doesn't even have to be from a civilized race - he can be a dog or a troll. As long as he has a dick and power over you.
I understand.
That's good, because you're a woman, and you don't really understand well.
I brought my master.
Actually, he should be the one leading you. Oh well. Now show him that you belong to him - let him humiliate you and fuck you in front of me.

 

Master!
[He sits on your head, hanging his cock over your face] (sex)

 

Will you let me through this time?
Yes, I've run out of ideas. I can't think of anything else to get you fuck off. We need such tireless masochists! Shall I give you a welcome kick?

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Hierophant: M: Welcome, welcome, sir.
F: Welcome, daughter of a bitch!
Can you tell me about your cult?
With pleasure! Educating women is a man's joy. We worship the Dragonborn, our savior, our protector from evil, our bringer of women back to the kitchen.
Any specific one?
Haven't you heard the rumors? You're a woman, all you do is gossip about nonsense. 
(Before Dragon Rising) The dragons are coming back! So the Dragon Man must appear! How else? Akatosh has accepted Martin's sacrifice and will just leave us in a moment of new danger?
(After Dragon Rising) Of course, the current Dragonborn, who is now doing heroic deeds in Skyrim! What is the point of worshipping a thousand-year-old Dragonborn that no one has ever heard of?
Thanks for the answer.
Damn, I should have asked a blowjob for it. Well, it's too late now, isn't it?
(foul liar) Absolutely right! He is worthy of worship. By the way, I'm foul liar.
DIE, SCUM! [He punches you in the face. As you fall, he pisses on your face, then grabs your head and rolls it in the dust.]
(Dragonborn) I'm the Dragonborn!

M: Lord! Praise be! Praise be!
F: Ha-ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Silly woman, you are a woman, how can you be a hero? Heroism requires a man's hands to lift a sword, not a pan. It requires a mind focused on solving problems, not a head full of cocks and girlish bullshittery. Men are proactive, not a meathole, trembling in anticipation of a dick insertion.
Okay, I get it. It was a joke - I'm not him.
What a shitty joke. My advice to you is don't try to be funny, you're already too funny. Men can be jesters and women can be jests.
I can use the Thu'ums!
You, cunt, mean the Masculine Breath? Even if it's not the typical feminine breath, also known as bullshit, that doesn't prove anything. Non-Dragonborns can shout, they can learn it. Even my stupid bitch can be taught tricks.
I am visibly absorbing the souls of dragons.
What you're absorbing there still needs to be checked. It could easily be sperm. Dragons aren't humans, everything might be different for them. And all dragons are male, no one has ever seen a female dragon. Another proof that the Dragonborn have balls.
The Greybeards recognize me!
In your own words. Or maybe they're playing along with your game. And when you leave, the real Dragonborn appears to them, and they laugh at the foolish delusional woman.
I've already defeated Alduin in Sovngarde!
How convenient it is to defeat enemies in the afterlife, with no living witnesses and no consequences on earth. I have defeated 10 Elisifs the Fair in my dreams. With my manly charisma.
Where does this hatred of women come from?
Who broke our time? Marukhati Selective! And whose servants are they? That's right! Of Sex Slave Queen Alessia! Who is to blame for the Oblivion Crisis? Ruma Camoran! She was the secret puppeteer who framed her father and brother! It's obvious! Who controls the Thalmor and the Aldmeri Dominion? I don't know. Isn't that suspicious? Would a man hide the fact that he's currently fucking the whole world with his organizations? No, he would not! All evil comes from women. Namira? Evil. Almalexia? Crazy bitch. My ex? All villainesses need to sign up for villainy lessons with her.
I need Thir, the bald woman with green eyes.
M: She's in the Pain Room.
F: She's in the Pain Room. To get there, you have to meet some of my conditions.
Should I just be punished? How about beating you up?
No, you have made it clear that you want to go there. What kind of punishment is it if I give you what you want? You have to earn the Room of Pain.
How about I kill you all and break into the Room of Pain?
No, that is forbidden.
What are the conditions?
Have sex with all the men here, bring me symbols of perversion in the dungeons that I will mark on your map, and 1000 gold. And convince Askold the Illusory to come back to us. He should be catching crabs at the Brinehammer wreck right now.
You've given me a lot of busy work.
Yes, but you're a woman, you can't have important things to do.
Well, then I have to go.
Yes, yes, go already.

 

Askold the Illusory: Are you Askold?
No.
Do you know where I can find him?
No.
Are you sure?
No. I'm a stone.
Replace with a tall rock. A big rabbit appears. It leads to a bunch of trolls. I'd like to do something interesting and preferably lewd here, but I don't know. So Askold finally appears:
What do you need?
Return to Dunstad Caverns.
Look, brainwashing women is fun and all, but I'm tired of it.
(Illusion) You want to return to Dunstad Caverns.
<100 Cute.
100 What... I... I want to return to Dunstad Caverns.
(Persuade) What are you doing now, more fun?
(Horse Shit Maquillage) I must admit that a person with a face covered in shit knows a thing or two about fun. At-ts-ts-ts! Fine! You convinced me, you stinking devil!
< 51 It's different from what I do all the time, so it falls under the definition of relaxation!
>50 Well, no. At-ts-ts-ts! Fine! You convinced me, you sharp-tongued devil!
(Intimidate) I can drag you there by the scruff of your neck.
< level 40 Me, the illusionary master? At best, you will bring a stone.
>level 39 Well, okay, I agree. But only because I wanted to go back myself.
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
I can leave right away, right? Okay, come on, give me the money.
Maybe you can try it on me and remember how much fun it is?
Hm. You suggested it yourself.
Isolated Island: Naked woman and naked man (Askold) on a small isle surrounded by water: Hey you, you're finally awake! We crashed on a ship right on a desert island. Only you, your husband and I survived. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured, only your clitoris was cut off, so now you will never experience female pleasure.
This is impossible!
An unfortunate series of events. You're lucky to be alive. It's already happened, there's no point in denying it.
But this is ruining my whole life!
Anger obviously won't help.
But maybe it can be sewn back together?
Hmmm... No. I'm a grand healer, I know.
Nooooo! [Sob]
Yes.
So what happens now?
Yes, acceptance is what you need. But since the circumstances are like this, you yourself understand that it will be better if you let your husband go. And since we can't get away from each other on this island, sooner or later your husband and I will become a couple. So sooner is better. And since you will have so much free time, you will look for food and water, you will build, clean and generally organize our life.
I want to talk to him.
Ah, I didn't say it, but he also had his tongue cut out. Pretty suspicious. What did you do before the crash?
There is no fairness here!
On the contrary, I am helping you. Distracting you from watching your ex love someone else. Well, or if you want, watch us fuck. You can even make a peephole.
Looks like I have no choice.
If you want, you can watch. You can even make a peephole. Yes, and you have a mouth, you can clean me and him later. If you deserve it.
This is all unreal. This is a dream.
I thought you were past this stage. Grow up, accept reality.
Now be a good girl... or whatever you are now and find us food, water and build a nice love nest.
Ten years have passed. Ten years of your forced celibacy and observation of the romantic and sexual life of your husband and this woman.
I have noticed that you are again casting lustful glances at my husband. And this is after we generously allowed you to be our love bed. Now I'll have to put you back in the box.
Another twenty years have passed. You have almost managed to suppress your sexual frustration. Although you still cry at night, especially under the screams, moans and flesh slaps of the lovers.
Ah, it was the perfect life in a tropical paradise. Full of love and sex. And even your envious face did not interfere. But maybe it's time to return to civilization. Build us a good boat.
You have lost track of time. You have added building a huge boat and raising their sons to your duties. They are too busy with themselves.
Gray-haired woman: Well, it's time to separate. We will sail with my husband on the boat you made, but you understand - making another place for you would take too long. As well as the next boat you make for my sons. Of course, you will remain in the company of young, muscular, half-naked men, but I have already told them that if they see even one lecherous look from you, they can beat you with a stick. After all, you raised them and were basically their stepmother.
You have lost track of time. You have lost many battles against temptation, but because you have no clitoris, you have not even been able to get what is due to the losers.
(Back to reality)
[You immediately started to masturbate crying with joy]
Please fuck me! I'm beg you!
No, it will be much more fun if I jerk off now and you watch.
What was that?
Just some little illusionary spells to occupy your and my time. Did you know that there's a little Akatosh in everyone's head that can alter time outside of the Great Dragon of Time, but only for our consciousness? Now you know.
Will you return to the Dunstad Caverns?
Yes, of course I will. Your face, twisted with lust, has inspired me. I have new ideas right now!

 

I did your shitty tasks.
Why shitty? They are just ordinary tasks.
I did your tasks.
Well, you're not that useless, even if you don't have a dick.
Okay, go to the Pain Room, you deserve it.
The room full of huge spikes aimed at the center of the room where Thir stands. And braziers.
[The room is very hot, you start sweating heavily and can't imagine how you can stay here for long.]
Thir: According to my calculations, I have one more week here.
I came to save you!
No, thanks.
But you are a slave of a cruel cult!
What are you saying!? I didn't know that. That's sarcasm. They are not that cruel. It's mostly humiliation, and physical pain only when I really deserve it. The one who is cruel is Seoman, from his merciless whippings my whole body is covered with scars! He hung me by my arms with weights on my legs and beat me, beat me, beat me with a huge whip, tearing my flesh. My boys here are just priests of Stendarr compared to him. I like dirty talk and ass spanking.
They put you in the Pain Room!
You can only get there if you ask. And you have to meet a few conditions. They actually worship the Dragonborn, the Него that was promised. Well, sometimes they go a little overboard, but who isn't a little crazy these days? For example, I am a sick masochist.
Seoman Snow-Trotter hired me to bring you back.
Please don't! I'm happy here! He is a cruel, cruel man. Who named his daughter Thir? Few people use that old word anymore, but it means a female thrall.
Is he your father?
What did he say? I'm his pet? An escaped slave? I am his daughter by another slave.
I have decided what to do with you.
It sounds very ominous.
[Knock her up] Time to go back to your daddy.
Arg... (+ Thir 34 weight)
I'll say that you ran away.
Thank you. I really don't have anything to pay you. You can use my body as you wish. Although, of course, you don't need my permission.

 

Is that the woman you were looking for?
Yes, she is! How hard I'll have to... bring her to reason. I'm afraid she's going to break a bunch of my persuasion tools. Well, what can you do... Here is your reward, you are a real heroine!
I'm afraid I missed her.
You are a vile creature! I knew I couldn't entrust this task to a stupid cunt! Now I have to start the search all over again! I'll kill you, you fucking retarded shit! (Attack. You can take a reward from his body)

 

Edited October 14, 2024 by DSHV
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11 hours ago, DSHV said:

Yes, I found this bug, but after the last update. Maybe I'll think about 3.0.0. The next update will be 2.9, and it will be closer to 3 by itself, but this way I can emphasize the newness of the update more clearly. It's easy to get confused now with all the versions.

I don't remember that. The mod adds Fenrir dog to the Companions.

Look for a hatch in the floor of Falkreath Prison.

 

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Seoman Snow-Trotter in Morthal: Yes, purposeful look, arms and legs are relatively strong. You are right for the job!
What about my perky ass?
That comes in a set with relatively strong legs, because with an ass like that you have to run all the time.
But I'm not interested.
Okay. If you meet a noble adventurer who is willing to help save a life - send to me. I'll be here. Waiting for help. With a lot of money. For this supposedly kind and skilled adventurer.
What kind of work?
I'm looking for my woman. She was kidnapped by despicable kidnappers of women. Their trail, those bastards, led me here. I know where their hideout is, but I need an adventurer to rescue her. I'm not a fighter or a magician or a stealth bowman, you see. I'll pay 5000 gold to see in front of me the one I'm looking for - a bald woman with green eyes who responds to the name Thir. Alive, mind you. That is her most important feature.
What can you tell me about the kidnappers?
Some kind of a cult of a dragon-man. I don't get involved in that kind of nonsense.
Is there anything else I should know about Thir?
What else could you know there? This woman has two tits and one pussy. At least, that's the set I'm counting on. The gods don't know what they're doing with her there. Maybe they're growing new genitals on her.
You probably love her very much.
Wow, how did you guess? What gave me away: chase her to the ends of the frozen arse backwoods or pay huge amounts of money for her?
Not ready to take this job.
Then walk by, walk by, don't block my view of potential employees.
Ready to take this job.
Here you go. Give me your map and I'll show you the place. For money or to save my woman, but do it!

Found her yet? Just kidding. I know it's going to take a long time. You adventurers are easily distracted.

 

Guard at the entrance to Dunstad Caverns (near Stonehills):
M: Welcome, sir!
F: Stop your body, woman! Let's fuck, I mean, talk.
What is this place?
Oh, such things happen here... I shouldn't really say this, but I really want to share it with someone, even with a woman. We have a small cult here!
I would like to enter.
Sure. Suck me off and come on in.
Or I can kill you and take a key from your body.
That won't help you win the favor of other cultists. And these are enchanted doors, you can only get in if certain people, including me, of course, think a certain thought. The password can be a thought about a smell, or an abstraction, or... well, you get the idea.
I don't want to suck your stinky dick.
Well, that means you don't really want to come to us.
[Kneel down]
That's my unknown woman!
[Wipe your mouth] Now open the door.
Ha! No. The deception of a stupid chicken has occurred. You have no honor or dignity, so no one is obligated to keep the word given to you. Now get out of here, you nasty cocksucker!
Are you kidding me, asshole?
I'm not going to waste good jokes on you! Go, go, cocksucker! No deals with dirty cocksuckers! Fuck you!
What else can I do to make you deign to let me in?
And you are a persistent cocksucker. Okay, I'll be kind today. See that pile of horse shit? Smear it all over your stupid face!
Yuck! That's disgusting!
That's the whole point. That's the whole point, you cocksucking bitch.
Maybe I'll suck you again?
It's not your dick to command!
(Persuade) Then you give me ten more tasks, and you want me to be in shit all the time?
<21 Yep.
>20 Wow, male sperm appears in your head, and you immediately start thinking logically.
(Intimidate) Skip!
< level 10 You can't do that!
>level 9 You can't do that! Although... you probably can.
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
Okay. And where is this money?
Okay.
[Smear your face with horse shit] (+ Horse Shit Maquillage 6 hours -100 Speech)
Wow, you actually did it. So it's all true what they say about women. Submissive and nasty goblin-kin.
Now lick my toes!
When did you last wash your feet?
What is washing? Some sort of women's thing?
(Persuade) Is it really worth wasting my wonderful mouth on your toes?
(Horse Shit Maquillage) You have shit on your face. You can't even convince the horse's ass that made it.
< 31 Yep.
>30 Well, okay, I plan to fuck this mouth with my dick in the future.
(Intimidate) Skip!
< level 20 Is it really that hard to lick someone's toes? I'm not asking you to marry them.
>level 19 How can I humiliate you under such pressure?
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
You can't buy everything with money, you know. I spend all my money on humiliating whores anyway. Come on, lick them already. Come on!
[Get down on all fours]
Good bitch. What a good bitch! [He lifted his foot, you took off his boot, and his toes poked into your mouth. You started sucking on his toes and washing between them with your tongue. He is wearing a toe ring.]
[Pull the ring with your tongue]
Yes, yes, push with your little tongue, cocksucker, and now toesucker. (+ Toe Ring: a simple ring that takes up a tail slot and can be enchanted, or just some nice enchantment.)
[Leave it as is]
Try harder, you're doing a good deed! Use your little tongue, cocksucker, and now toesucker.
Now I will brand your hand.
What the fuck!?
Just a little mark to tell everyone that I own you.
And what is this brand?
Just a schematic penis. A great penis, powerful and erect. Look, there's even hair.
I'm not going to ruin my skin.
Then stand like a fool outside our cave. As if your regular gangbangs with horses don't stretch and tear your slutty skin even more.
(Persuade) Come on, just fuck me.
(Horse Shit Maquillage) Fuck you? You have horse shit on your face, have you forgotten? I'm going to throw up.
< 41 I will always have time to fuck anyone.
>40 Okay. You're some kind of lustful perverted woman. All you think about is sex?
(Intimidate) Skip!
< level 30 Give me your hand, you insolent mug! The man commands you!
>level 29 And for whom have I prepared this brand and fire here?
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
Okay. You could, of course, buy a healing potion for less money and heal your scar, but you're a dumb cunt.
Okay. [Give him your hand for branding]
[He grabbed a red-hot brand and pressed it into your palm near your thumb. The pain was excruciating, but you endured it.] (+Branded Thing perk)
Now find a male master to go into the cave.
Wait, branding isn't the last of my abuses? You should have arranged it in the order of raising stakes.
No, what came before are just my desires. And a male supervisor is a requirement of the cult. Without a man, women cannot enter.
How can I find a master for myself?
How should I know? I have balls. [He grabbed his crotch and shook it to prove his point] I don't need any masters.
But my master can be anyone?
Certainly. A homeless man, a bandit, your father. He doesn't even have to be from a civilized race - he can be a dog or a troll. As long as he has a dick and power over you.
I understand.
That's good, because you're a woman, and you don't really understand well.
I brought my master.
Actually, he should be the one leading you. Oh well. Now show him that you belong to him - let him humiliate you and fuck you in front of me.

 

Master!
[He sits on your head, hanging his cock over your face] (sex)

 

Will you let me through this time?
Yes, I've run out of ideas. I can't think of anything else to get you fuck off. We need such tireless masochists! Shall I give you a welcome kick?

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Hierophant: M: Welcome, welcome, sir.
F: Welcome, daughter of a bitch!
Can you tell me about your cult?
With pleasure! Educating women is a man's joy. We worship the Dragonborn, our savior, our protector from evil, our bringer of women back to the kitchen.
Any specific one?
Haven't you heard the rumors? You're a woman, all you do is gossip about nonsense. 
(Before Dragon Rising) The dragons are coming back! So the Dragon Man must appear! How else? Akatosh has accepted Martin's sacrifice and will just leave us in a moment of new danger?
(After Dragon Rising) Of course, the current Dragonborn, who is now doing heroic deeds in Skyrim! What is the point of worshipping a thousand-year-old Dragonborn that no one has ever heard of?
Thanks for the answer.
Damn, I should have asked a blowjob for it. Well, it's too late now, isn't it?
(foul liar) Absolutely right! He is worthy of worship. By the way, I'm foul liar.
DIE, SCUM! [He punches you in the face. As you fall, he pisses on your face, then grabs your head and rolls it in the dust.]
(Dragonborn) I'm the Dragonborn!

M: Lord! Praise be! Praise be!
F: Ha-ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Silly woman, you are a woman, how can you be a hero? Heroism requires a man's hands to lift a sword, not a pan. It requires a mind focused on solving problems, not a head full of cocks and girlish bullshittery. Men are proactive, not a meathole, trembling in anticipation of a dick insertion.
Okay, I get it. It was a joke - I'm not him.
What a shitty joke. My advice to you is don't try to be funny, you're already too funny. Men can be jesters and women can be jests.
I can use the Thu'ums!
You, cunt, mean the Masculine Breath? Even if it's not the typical feminine breath, also known as bullshit, that doesn't prove anything. Non-Dragonborns can shout, they can learn it. Even my stupid bitch can be taught tricks.
I am visibly absorbing the souls of dragons.
What you're absorbing there still needs to be checked. It could easily be sperm. Dragons aren't humans, everything might be different for them. And all dragons are male, no one has ever seen a female dragon. Another proof that the Dragonborn have balls.
The Greybeards recognize me!
In your own words. Or maybe they're playing along with your game. And when you leave, the real Dragonborn appears to them, and they laugh at the foolish delusional woman.
I've already defeated Alduin in Sovngarde!
How convenient it is to defeat enemies in the afterlife, with no living witnesses and no consequences on earth. I have defeated 10 Elisifs the Fair in my dreams. With my manly charisma.
Where does this hatred of women come from?
Who broke our time? Marukhati Selective! And whose servants are they? That's right! Of Sex Slave Queen Alessia! Who is to blame for the Oblivion Crisis? Ruma Camoran! She was the secret puppeteer who framed her father and brother! It's obvious! Who controls the Thalmor and the Aldmeri Dominion? I don't know. Isn't that suspicious? Would a man hide the fact that he's currently fucking the whole world with his organizations? No, he would not! All evil comes from women. Namira? Evil. Almalexia? Crazy bitch. My ex? All villainesses need to sign up for villainy lessons with her.
I need Thir, the bald woman with green eyes.
M: She's in the Pain Room.
F: She's in the Pain Room. To get there, you have to meet some of my conditions.
Should I just be punished? How about beating you up?
No, you have made it clear that you want to go there. What kind of punishment is it if I give you what you want? You have to earn the Room of Pain.
How about I kill you all and break into the Room of Pain?
No, that is forbidden.
What are the conditions?
Have sex with all the men here, bring me symbols of perversion in the dungeons that I will mark on your map, and 1000 gold. And convince Askold the Illusory to come back to us. He should be catching crabs at the Brinehammer wreck right now.
You've given me a lot of busy work.
Yes, but you're a woman, you can't have important things to do.
Well, then I have to go.
Yes, yes, go already.

 

Askold the Illusory: Are you Askold?
No.
Do you know where I can find him?
No.
Are you sure?
No. I'm a stone.
Replace with a tall rock. A big rabbit appears. It leads to a bunch of trolls. I'd like to do something interesting and preferably lewd here, but I don't know. So Askold finally appears:
What do you need?
Return to Dunstad Caverns.
Look, brainwashing women is fun and all, but I'm tired of it.
(Illusion) You want to return to Dunstad Caverns.
<100 Cute.
100 What... I... I want to return to Dunstad Caverns.
(Persuade) What are you doing now, more fun?
(Horse Shit Maquillage) I must admit that a person with a face covered in shit knows a thing or two about fun. At-ts-ts-ts! Fine! You convinced me, you stinking devil!
< 51 It's different from what I do all the time, so it falls under the definition of relaxation!
>50 Well, no. At-ts-ts-ts! Fine! You convinced me, you sharp-tongued devil!
(Intimidate) I can drag you there by the scruff of your neck.
< level 40 Me, the illusionary master? At best, you will bring a stone.
>level 39 Well, okay, I agree. But only because I wanted to go back myself.
(Bribe) 1000 gold.
I can leave right away, right? Okay, come on, give me the money.
Maybe you can try it on me and remember how much fun it is?
Hm. You suggested it yourself.
Isolated Island: Naked woman and naked man (Askold) on a small isle surrounded by water: Hey you, you're finally awake! We crashed on a ship right on a desert island. Only you, your husband and I survived. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured, only your clitoris was cut off, so now you will never experience female pleasure.
This is impossible!
An unfortunate series of events. You're lucky to be alive. It's already happened, there's no point in denying it.
But this is ruining my whole life!
Anger obviously won't help.
But maybe it can be sewn back together?
Hmmm... No. I'm a grand healer, I know.
Nooooo! [Sob]
Yes.
So what happens now?
Yes, acceptance is what you need. But since the circumstances are like this, you yourself understand that it will be better if you let your husband go. And since we can't get away from each other on this island, sooner or later your husband and I will become a couple. So sooner is better. And since you will have so much free time, you will look for food and water, you will build, clean and generally organize our life.
I want to talk to him.
Ah, I didn't say it, but he also had his tongue cut out. Pretty suspicious. What did you do before the crash?
There is no fairness here!
On the contrary, I am helping you. Distracting you from watching your ex love someone else. Well, or if you want, watch us fuck. You can even make a peephole.
Looks like I have no choice.
If you want, you can watch. You can even make a peephole. Yes, and you have a mouth, you can clean me and him later. If you deserve it.
This is all unreal. This is a dream.
I thought you were past this stage. Grow up, accept reality.
Now be a good girl... or whatever you are now and find us food, water and build a nice love nest.
Ten years have passed. Ten years of your forced celibacy and observation of the romantic and sexual life of your husband and this woman.
I have noticed that you are again casting lustful glances at my husband. And this is after we generously allowed you to be our love bed. Now I'll have to put you back in the box.
Another twenty years have passed. You have almost managed to suppress your sexual frustration. Although you still cry at night, especially under the screams, moans and flesh slaps of the lovers.
Ah, it was the perfect life in a tropical paradise. Full of love and sex. And even your envious face did not interfere. But maybe it's time to return to civilization. Build us a good boat.
You have lost track of time. You have added building a huge boat and raising their sons to your duties. They are too busy with themselves.
Gray-haired woman: Well, it's time to separate. We will sail with my husband on the boat you made, but you understand - making another place for you would take too long. As well as the next boat you make for my sons. Of course, you will remain in the company of young, muscular, half-naked men, but I have already told them that if they see even one lecherous look from you, they can beat you with a stick. After all, you raised them and were basically their stepmother.
You have lost track of time. You have lost many battles against temptation, but because you have no clitoris, you have not even been able to get what is due to the losers.
(Back to reality)
[You immediately started to masturbate crying with joy]
Please fuck me! I'm beg you!
No, it will be much more fun if I jerk off now and you watch.
What was that?
Just some little illusionary spells to occupy your and my time. Did you know that there's a little Akatosh in everyone's head that can alter time outside of the Great Dragon of Time, but only for our consciousness? Now you know.
Will you return to the Dunstad Caverns?
Yes, of course I will. Your face, twisted with lust, has inspired me. I have new ideas right now!

 

I did your shitty tasks.
Why shitty? They are just ordinary tasks.
I did your tasks.
Well, you're not that useless, even if you don't have a dick.
Okay, go to the Pain Room, you deserve it.
The room full of huge spikes aimed at the center of the room where Thir stands. And braziers.
[The room is very hot, you start sweating heavily and can't imagine how you can stay here for long.]
Thir: According to my calculations, I have one more week here.
I came to save you!
No, thanks.
But you are a slave of a cruel cult!
What are you saying!? I didn't know that. That's sarcasm. They are not that cruel. It's mostly humiliation, and physical pain only when I really deserve it. The one who is cruel is Seoman, from his merciless whippings my whole body is covered with scars! He hung me by my arms with weights on my legs and beat me, beat me, beat me with a huge whip, tearing my flesh. My boys here are just priests of Stendarr compared to him. I like dirty talk and ass spanking.
They put you in the Pain Room!
You can only get there if you ask. And you have to meet a few conditions. They actually worship the Dragonborn, the Него that was promised. Well, sometimes they go a little overboard, but who isn't a little crazy these days? For example, I am a sick masochist.
Seoman Snow-Trotter hired me to bring you back.
Please don't! I'm happy here! He is a cruel, cruel man. Who named his daughter Thir? Few people use that old word anymore, but it means a female thrall.
Is he your father?
What did he say? I'm his pet? An escaped slave? I am his daughter by another slave.
I have decided what to do with you.
It sounds very ominous.
[Knock her up] Time to go back to your daddy.
Arg... (+ Thir 34 weight)
I'll say that you ran away.
Thank you. I really don't have anything to pay you. You can use my body as you wish. Although, of course, you don't need my permission.

 

Is that the woman you were looking for?
Yes, she is! How hard I'll have to... bring her to reason. I'm afraid she's going to break a bunch of my persuasion tools. Well, what can you do... Here is your reward, you are a real heroine!
I'm afraid I missed her.
You are a vile creature! I knew I couldn't entrust this task to a stupid cunt! Now I have to start the search all over again! I'll kill you, you fucking retarded shit! (Attack. You can take a reward from his body)

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