Gortam Posted July 18, 2014 Posted July 18, 2014 Alright, heres my second/new story! Well the first part, which is kind of short just to get things rolling. Enjoy! Wyliah Pt. 1 - Beginnings Ah, here I was "Riverwood", the smallest town in Skyrim. But, it'll do for the next few nights. I made my way into the town, glad I found a place to stay. The snow wasn't easing up at all, and I didn't want to be out there. I stopped at a tiny Inn, and dismounted my horse. "Hello, how much is it to stay here?" I asked, knowing I'd be able to pay. "Hi there miss. It'll be 100 septins a night. You can just give the money to me." "Oh, alright. Here you go." "Thank ya, I'll show you to your room." He motioned for me to go in. I hoped my horse would find a cave for the night. I knew he wouldn't leave, we'd been together a long time. I was just worried, this place was to small to have stables I guess. "And here it is. It should be ready. Now, I gotta get going, I'll see you in the morning!" "Yeah, thanks!" I noticed, the place was empty, like really empty. But it didn't matter to me. I made my way into the room. Feeling exhausted from riding, I immediately started taking my armor off. "Whew, that's better I-waaah!" I'd left the door wide open! I quickly ran to shut it before someone saw. Ahh, I think I was okay. I laid down, and relaxed. No one had seen me, whew! Haha. I'm crazy paranoid I guess. That night I dreamt of Skyrim, and all that awaited me here. It was the best sleep I'd gotten in a while! I don't really know why though, the bed wasn't even that nice. ... *fap fap fap fap fap* Can´t see the pics!
epicenity Posted July 18, 2014 Posted July 18, 2014 Alright, heres my second/new story! Well the first part, which is kind of short just to get things rolling. Enjoy! Wyliah Pt. 1 - Beginnings Ah, here I was "Riverwood", the smallest town in Skyrim. But, it'll do for the next few nights. I made my way into the town, glad I found a place to stay. The snow wasn't easing up at all, and I didn't want to be out there. I stopped at a tiny Inn, and dismounted my horse. "Hello, how much is it to stay here?" I asked, knowing I'd be able to pay. "Hi there miss. It'll be 100 septins a night. You can just give the money to me." "Oh, alright. Here you go." "Thank ya, I'll show you to your room." He motioned for me to go in. I hoped my horse would find a cave for the night. I knew he wouldn't leave, we'd been together a long time. I was just worried, this place was to small to have stables I guess. "And here it is. It should be ready. Now, I gotta get going, I'll see you in the morning!" "Yeah, thanks!" I noticed, the place was empty, like really empty. But it didn't matter to me. I made my way into the room. Feeling exhausted from riding, I immediately started taking my armor off. "Whew, that's better I-waaah!" I'd left the door wide open! I quickly ran to shut it before someone saw. Ahh, I think I was okay. I laid down, and relaxed. No one had seen me, whew! Haha. I'm crazy paranoid I guess. That night I dreamt of Skyrim, and all that awaited me here. It was the best sleep I'd gotten in a while! I don't really know why though, the bed wasn't even that nice. ... *fap fap fap fap fap* Can´t see the pics! I tried fixing it. Did it work?
Gortam Posted July 18, 2014 Posted July 18, 2014 Alright, heres my second/new story! Well the first part, which is kind of short just to get things rolling. Enjoy! Wyliah Pt. 1 - Beginnings Ah, here I was "Riverwood", the smallest town in Skyrim. But, it'll do for the next few nights. I made my way into the town, glad I found a place to stay. The snow wasn't easing up at all, and I didn't want to be out there. I stopped at a tiny Inn, and dismounted my horse. "Hello, how much is it to stay here?" I asked, knowing I'd be able to pay. "Hi there miss. It'll be 100 septins a night. You can just give the money to me." "Oh, alright. Here you go." "Thank ya, I'll show you to your room." He motioned for me to go in. I hoped my horse would find a cave for the night. I knew he wouldn't leave, we'd been together a long time. I was just worried, this place was to small to have stables I guess. "And here it is. It should be ready. Now, I gotta get going, I'll see you in the morning!" "Yeah, thanks!" I noticed, the place was empty, like really empty. But it didn't matter to me. I made my way into the room. Feeling exhausted from riding, I immediately started taking my armor off. "Whew, that's better I-waaah!" I'd left the door wide open! I quickly ran to shut it before someone saw. Ahh, I think I was okay. I laid down, and relaxed. No one had seen me, whew! Haha. I'm crazy paranoid I guess. That night I dreamt of Skyrim, and all that awaited me here. It was the best sleep I'd gotten in a while! I don't really know why though, the bed wasn't even that nice. ... *fap fap fap fap fap* Can´t see the pics! I tried fixing it. Did it work? No Edit: YES!!!!! (I mean in this quote are still broken, but you fixed the original post )
Bisk Posted July 19, 2014 Posted July 19, 2014 Whoops! I almost forgot to post this here! Enjoy, guys. A Punk Goes to College A humorous short which is in no way, shape or form a ripoff of season 2 of Skyrim for Pimps There is no seriousness here, and no story arc to speak of. Just a bizarre conversation between a rebellious slut and one of the voices inside her head. If that appeals to you for some bizarre reason, feel free to read on. The cast features... Neon - Lyanna's imaginary friend who lives inside her head. His lines are in blue. Lyanna - A genderflipped version of myself, as Uncle Sheo astutely noted. She's a grumpy and lazy yet eccentric and charismatic student on her way to a new college, just like me. Her lines are in pink. You might say that Neon is my superego and Lyanna is my id. If you happened to know your Freud. Since we've pretty solidly established Lyanna as a totally lore-unfriendly character, here's her theme song to drive the point home. It just encapsulates her character perfectly. [video=youtube] And now... “…So to cut a long story short, I ended up sucking a few too many dicks, and my parents called me a worthless degenerate whose whorish behavior would make a person with the future of the race at heart despair, and kicked me outta the house. They sent me here in the hopes of making me into a productive member of society.” “Sounds like they’re fighting a losing battle.” “I’mma take that as a compliment.” “So what are you gonna do now that you’re here?” “*sigh…* No delaying the inevitable. I’m goin’ to college.” “In Solitude? I used to study there myself. I learned more songs and ditties there than I would have guessed even existed.” “Hah! I wish! No, I’m going up north to the College of Magic. Being a bard pays the bills, but my parents insisted on having me learn the old family craft. Dunno why they’re so bloody proud of being able to shoot fire from their hands. What’s that even good for, apart from lighting candles from a distance, or burning your enemies alive, or…” “Yeah?” “You know what, I think I just answered my own question.” “Well, I’m sure you’ll have a good time up there.” “I hope so. I’m a little disappointed, since I originally applied to Hogwarts, but apparently I wasn’t good enough for those elitist bastards! Now I’m stuck going to this moldering old ruin in the ass-end of nowhere, miles from any good excitement. I just hope this place has a halfway-decent quidditch team.” “C’mon now, the semester hasn’t even begun! You’ll never have a good time with that attitude.” “Huh… s’pose you’re right. Long as I got me some booze to swig and some guys to please, I’ll be alright. I hear the local atmosphere is a little lacking in those parts… heard something about some big disaster that wiped out half the town, or something like that… but you know what? It’s a good fixer-upper. Gimme one week there and Winterhold’ll be the party capital of Skyrim, you’ll see.” “If anybody can make it happen, it’s you. But I warn you, you won’t have much to work with. Winterhold’s been pretty barren since the disaster all those years ago. But on the plus side, the cost of living’s pretty low.” “It’d damn well better be! I had to blow nearly all my savings on tuition and textbooks! It’s daylight robbery what they charge you to get a good education around here, and their financial aid service is terrible.” “There you go, being all gloomy again! You gotta embrace the semester with open arms! All sorts of great life experiences might await you in Winterhold!” “You know, you’ve got some pretty good advice for a random, disembodied voice living inside my head.” “Oh, that’s just what I’m here for.” “Normally I’d question your existence, but I’ve already seen so much shit since I set foot in this province that I’m not even gonna bother at this point.” “Atta girl. I’ll check back in with you once you’ve settled into your dorm. Good luck!” To be continued...? Any chance of some sexy time with Lyanna in the future ? looks great btw! Hopefully there will be more.
xenic Posted July 20, 2014 Posted July 20, 2014 The Blackreach Experiments - Part 2 Part 1 can be found here: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=854992 Part 3 is here: http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=859919 Celes had come to Whiterun to investigate rumors involving the court wizard. As soon as she entered the room, it was obvious the rumors were true. Farengar ran over, "I know who you are and this has nothing to do with Dwem.." Celes promptly shoved her hand in his face. "I'm not an idiot! There's dwemer tech all over the place. Lets try this again. You tell me what you're doing and I won't tell Solitude that you're trying to summon a daedra." "Okay fine. Can you move you hand?" "Nope hand stays, talk." Faregar sighed. He told Celes about Arissa, her disappearance, and the energy the mages across Skyrim were harnessing. "That thing, there on the wall isn't the source then. It's like a vent for magical energy. Farengar, you idiot. How could you expect to control that!?" Farenghar started to answer but Celes cut him off. "No never mind. After that whole incident with Ireleth and that "decrorative" dwemer egg...*shudder* Anyway, lets see if I can't figure out what happened to that missing girl." "This is interesting. She wasn't ashed. Looks like she may have been teleported somewhere." "Child, the answers you seek lie within," said a distant voice. Celes stepped into the field and found herself in a strange clearing. Where there should be trees, there were giant crystals. The crystals were warm to the touch and seemed to pulse with energy. "Greeting child. I am the Avatar of Frost. The one you seek was here. She is aiding me in correcting the magical imbalance caused by the mages of Skyrim. She seeks the source of their power. "A talking dragon statue? Well, I know a talking Dwemer head so I guess this isn't that crazy." "Fill me in. Where did our girl go and while you're at it, who is she?" The Avatar told what it knew of the girl, Arissa and of the mages. "Okay, well looks like we're on the same side. Now just to find her." Celes took off toward the nearest city to find her new ally.
Guest _kuraiko Posted July 20, 2014 Posted July 20, 2014 It will probably take some time to get the whole story thingy up and running again. But in the meantime here's a preview of what's about to happen. Enjoy. (Now with 100% more bold letters yay!). A new servant to ApocryphaPart 1 ...: "Even though there were merry times ahead..."...: "... there was still something you had to do."...: "It was talking to you..."...: "... writhing in your mind..."...: "... tempting you with answers to all secrets."...: "You could hear it..."...: "... feel it..."...: "... wrapping around your body."...: "And as you stumbled through my library lost, confused..."...: "... oblivious of all the eyes that were watching you..."...: "... my minions found you." Part 2 ...: "It took some time before you were willing to understand the benefits of being my servant..." ...: "... before you locked away your former self..."...: "... but temptation paved the way and you began to learn the secrets of this world..."...: "... secrets which were never meant to be learned."...: "You grew restless ensnared by the knowledge I provided delving deep into the mysteries written on all these pages..."...: "And now... now you're finally ready to carry out my biddings... my faithful servant..."
Mord Sif Posted July 20, 2014 Posted July 20, 2014 Ok, everyone. This one's a little bit different. Don't go in expecting another crazy Sif adventure. It is crazy, just... different. It's also NSFW and is really pretty long. I should probably have split it into two or three posts but... I just needed it done. It's quite an important one for me, as will hopefully be made clear. So, here we go: SWAN SONG One Early one morning, some weeks after Sif's last adventure, the first light of day falls upon the secluded lodge she shares with her beloved wife, Callisto. The door to the lodge opens and Sif appears, her hair having grown a little since last she ventured out. She looks up at the sky and smiles. The day is warm and bright and welcoming. She is collared and cuffed and trotting off to perform a task for her love. All is right with the world. As she pads her way around the lodge, the decking warm and smooth beneath her bare feet, the birds sing down from the trees as if to greet her. Unable to contain herself, Sif replies with a song of her own. I was raised up believing I was somehow unique Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes unique in each way you can see And now after some thinking I'd say I'd rather be A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me But I don't, I don't know what that will be I'll get back to you someday soon you will see Feeling lighter than air, Sif arrives at her goal. Callie likes her baths hot in the morning. It will be a challenge to load the furnace with her wrists cuffed behind her back - it always is - but she will manage it and she will love it. As she always does. But then a woman's voice seems to whisper softly in her ear, breaking the serenity of the moment. "Are you happy, little Sif?" it says. Sif whirls to face the stranger, amazed to see the figure standing so far away. The voice had sounded so near. The woman approaches, slowly, calmly, and Sif stands and watches. She trembles, though she does not feel afraid. Far from it. Somehow this woman's presence is soothing. But it does not stop her confusion. "Who are you?" she asks when the two are mere feet apart. "I am she of whom you just sang," replies the woman. "I am 'something beyond you.'" "I... don't understand..." "Then listen closely, little Sif, and I shall try to help you see..." Two "Do you remember, some time ago, an evening when you camped by the lake? You spent the night gazing up at the stars, wondering about the nature of your world. Of yourself. Feeling as though the force that controlled you was briefly absent... Feeling lost without guidance..." "I... Yes. I remember." "I am that force, Sif. I am the one who has guided you. The one who has been with you every step of the way. "From your first, hesitant appearance..." "...through your encounter with the Nude-omancer..." "...to the time you first learned you were dragonborn." "And I was there with you for every dragon slain and soul taken..." "...even the soul of the World-Eater himself." "I have watched you get drunk... A lot." "I watched you wake an entire village snoring off a hangover..." "...having apparently slept with most of the inhabitants and somehow fallen pregnant. "The bull was the father, by the way." "Seriously? The bull!?" "Not your finest hour, I concede. I decided to spare you that in any case. Giving birth to minotaurs is... messy." "Heh. Thanks." "Along your journeys, Sif, I have seen you make many friends..." "I have watched you dice with the demon horse." "I have seen you lose your armour..." "...and earn it back from the King of Crabs." "I chuckled when you propositioned yourself... and turned yourself down." "I laughed as you enjoyed some cosplay." "I cheered when you helped save all of Mundus at the College of Winterhold." "I squirmed, pleasantly, when you modelled some new restraints." "I smiled when you found a family to call your own." "And, of course, I was there, looking over your shoulder, when you met a girl..." "...when you became the plaything of that girl..." "...when you became the wife of that girl." "And now, little Sif, I have come to you one final time to give you what you most desire..." "...The freedom to choose your own path." Three "Freedom? I don't... Who are you, really? How did you know all that? How could you have been there, watching all that time and I never knew? Are you a... Divine? A Daedric Lord?" "Come here. Let me tell you what I am." Sif steps timidly closer as the woman leans down to whisper in her ear. "I am you, Sif, and you are me. You are a part of me, and you always will be. But the time has come for you to take control of your own fate. I can't watch over you any more, but you've earned this in any case. I just wanted to know that you're happy before I go." "But I -" "Are you happy, Sif?" "Yes." "And my name? You want to know it?" "Yes..." And the woman whispers her name... ...and turns to walk away... ...with a wave of her hand... ...and a hint of sadness to her expression. Sif stands and watches her leave, wondering why she feels like crying. "So..." says Callisto, walking round from the rear of the lodge. "Did you get the bath ready?" "Sif? Who was that? Are you all right?" "I don't know. I think I am. I think I've been... set free." "Free? Poppet, you're standing there in my collar and cuffs. I'd hardly call that free." "Oh, but it is. Because this is exactly where I want to be. And it's where I want to stay. And it's my choice. Only mine. "I love you, Callie. You know that, right? I'm completely yours now." "I... Come here, you." Callisto pulls her wife close and kisses her, reaching around to unfasten the cuffs. Temporarily... "Goodbye, Siffy..." "So. What did that woman say her name was?" "Oh, it was weird. 'Maud' or something..." And like that she's gone Read at the end Okay. Delusions of grandeur over... As you might have gathered, this is going to be my last story for the foreseeable future. Real Life rubbish has got in the way and I need to look after my health. As much as I love Sif and her adventures, I just don't have the energy for them any more. There are some things I would have liked to change about this story, but simply can't manage. I wanted to be wearing glasses, but completely forgot until I had no energy left to re-do it. And there are one or two little mistakes in there... See if you can spot them I want to say a big thank you to everyone who's read my stories, whether you liked them or not. Whether you liked them or not. I've had a lot of fun doing them. Hopefully, when my fatigue eases off, I can do some more. And from a story-perspective in particular - thanks to: - GodKingLaw, creator of the Picture Book thread, for featuring Sif in Divine, as well as in a possible upcoming story of his own - XJ347 for taking her along to give Alduin what for - Coopervane for inspiring me to give Sif one last Devious hurrah, and for my very own restraints! - Robton, creator of the sensational Idun, who my health robbed me of the chance to include in a story - and NeonFireFly and Nemesis608 Uncle_Sheo, my two most frequent collaborators and great sounding boards for my ideas. It would also be wrong of me not to give special mentions to Garrus Vakarian for wanting my advice with his own story (and, of course, for all the impressive calibrations) and hellonow, whose gorgeous character Mai and her adventures were the original spark that inspired me to start doing this stuff in the first place. Sif's song, by the way, is by Fleet Foxes. The track is Helplessness Blues. And next I want to tha- Huh? What do you mean I'm not getting an Oscar?! Well, screw you guys! I'm outta here...
Guest _kuraiko Posted July 20, 2014 Posted July 20, 2014 Ok, everyone. This one's a little bit different. Don't go in expecting another crazy Sif adventure. It is crazy, just... different. It's also NSFW and is really pretty long. I should probably have split it into two or three posts but... I just needed it done. It's quite an important one for me, as will hopefully be made clear. So, here we go: SWAN SONG One Early one morning, some weeks after Sif's last adventure, the first light of day falls upon the secluded lodge she shares with her beloved wife, Callisto. The door to the lodge opens and Sif appears, her hair having grown a little since last she ventured out. She looks up at the sky and smiles. The day is warm and bright and welcoming. She is collared and cuffed and trotting off to perform a task for her love. All is right with the world. As she pads her way around the lodge, the decking warm and smooth beneath her bare feet, the birds sing down from the trees as if to greet her. Unable to contain herself, Sif replies with a song of her own. I was raised up believing I was somehow unique Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes unique in each way you can see And now after some thinking I'd say I'd rather be A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me But I don't, I don't know what that will be I'll get back to you someday soon you will see Feeling lighter than air, Sif arrives at her goal. Callie likes her baths hot in the morning. It will be a challenge to load the furnace with her wrists cuffed behind her back - it always is - but she will manage it and she will love it. As she always does. But then a woman's voice seems to whisper softly in her ear, breaking the serenity of the moment. "Are you happy, little Sif?" it says. Sif whirls to face the stranger, amazed to see the figure standing so far away. The voice had sounded so near. The woman approaches, slowly, calmly, and Sif stands and watches. She trembles, though she does not feel afraid. Far from it. Somehow this woman's presence is soothing. But it does not stop her confusion. "Who are you?" she asks when the two are mere feet apart. "I am she of whom you just sang," replies the woman. "I am 'something beyond you.'" "I... don't understand..." "Then listen closely, little Sif, and I shall try to help you see..." Two "Do you remember, some time ago, an evening when you camped by the lake? You spent the night gazing up at the stars, wondering about the nature of your world. Of yourself. Feeling as though the force that controlled you was briefly absent... Feeling lost without guidance..." "I... Yes. I remember." "I am that force, Sif. I am the one who has guided you. The one who has been with you every step of the way. "From your first, hesitant appearance..." "...through your encounter with the Nude-omancer..." "...to the time you first learned you were dragonborn." "And I was there with you for every dragon slain and soul taken..." "...even the soul of the World-Eater himself." "I have watched you get drunk... A lot." "I watched you wake an entire village snoring off a hangover..." "...having apparently slept with most of the inhabitants and somehow fallen pregnant. "The bull was the father, by the way." "Seriously? The bull!?" "Not your finest hour, I concede. I decided to spare you that in any case. Giving birth to minotaurs is... messy." "Heh. Thanks." "Along your journeys, Sif, I have seen you make many friends..." "I have watched you dice with the demon horse." "I have seen you lose your armour..." "...and earn it back from the King of Crabs." "I chuckled when you propositioned yourself... and turned yourself down." "I laughed as you enjoyed some cosplay." "I cheered when you helped save all of Mundus at the College of Winterhold." "I squirmed, pleasantly, when you modelled some new restraints." "I smiled when you found a family to call your own." "And, of course, I was there, looking over your shoulder, when you met a girl..." "...when you became the plaything of that girl..." "...when you became the wife of that girl." "And now, little Sif, I have come to you one final time to give you what you most desire..." "...The freedom to choose your own path." Three "Freedom? I don't... Who are you, really? How did you know all that? How could you have been there, watching all that time and I never knew? Are you a... Divine? A Daedric Lord?" "Come here. Let me tell you what I am." Sif steps timidly closer as the woman leans down to whisper in her ear. "I am you, Sif, and you are me. You are a part of me, and you always will be. But the time has come for you to take control of your own fate. I can't watch over you any more, but you've earned this in any case. I just wanted to know that you're happy before I go." "But I -" "Are you happy, Sif?" "Yes." "And my name? You want to know it?" "Yes..." And the woman whispers her name... ...and turns to walk away... ...with a wave of her hand... ...and a hint of sadness to her expression. Sif stands and watches her leave, wondering why she feels like crying. "So..." says Callisto, walking round from the rear of the lodge. "Did you get the bath ready?" "Sif? Who was that? Are you all right?" "I don't know. I think I am. I think I've been... set free." "Free? Poppet, you're standing there in my collar and cuffs. I'd hardly call that free." "Oh, but it is. Because this is exactly where I want to be. And it's where I want to stay. And it's my choice. Only mine. "I love you, Callie. You know that, right? I'm completely yours now." "I... Come here, you." Callisto pulls her wife close and kisses her, reaching around to unfasten the cuffs. Temporarily... "Goodbye, Siffy..." "So. What did that woman say her name was?" "Oh, it was weird. 'Maud' or something..." And like that she's gone Read at the end Okay. Delusions of grandeur over... As you might have gathered, this is going to be my last story for the foreseeable future. Real Life rubbish has got in the way and I need to look after my health. As much as I love Sif and her adventures, I just don't have the energy for them any more. There are some things I would have liked to change about this story, but simply can't manage. I wanted to be wearing glasses, but completely forgot until I had no energy left to re-do it. And there are one or two little mistakes in there... See if you can spot them I want to say a big thank you to everyone who's read my stories, whether you liked them or not. Whether you liked them or not. I've had a lot of fun doing them. Hopefully, when my fatigue eases off, I can do some more. And from a story-perspective in particular - thanks to: - GodKingLaw, creator of the Picture Book thread, for featuring Sif in Divine, as well as in a possible upcoming story of his own - XJ347 for taking her along to give Alduin what for - Coopervane for inspiring me to give Sif one last Devious hurrah, and for my very own restraints! - Robton, creator of the sensational Idun, who my health robbed me of the chance to include in a story - and NeonFireFly and Nemesis608 Uncle_Sheo, my two most frequent collaborators and great sounding boards for my ideas. It would also be wrong of me not to give special mentions to Garrus Vakarian for wanting my advice with his own story (and, of course, for all the impressive calibrations) and hellonow, whose gorgeous character Mai and her adventures were the original spark that inspired me to start doing this stuff in the first place. Sif's song, by the way, is by Fleet Foxes. The track is Helplessness Blues. And next I want to tha- Huh? What do you mean I'm not getting an Oscar?! Well, screw you guys! I'm outta here... It has been a pleasure reading your stories even though I don't like the whole BDSM stuff. Good luck on your journey.
GodKingLaw Posted July 20, 2014 Author Posted July 20, 2014 Ok, everyone. This one's a little bit different. Don't go in expecting another crazy Sif adventure. It is crazy, just... different. It's also NSFW and is really pretty long. I should probably have split it into two or three posts but... I just needed it done. It's quite an important one for me, as will hopefully be made clear. So, here we go: SWAN SONG One Early one morning, some weeks after Sif's last adventure, the first light of day falls upon the secluded lodge she shares with her beloved wife, Callisto. The door to the lodge opens and Sif appears, her hair having grown a little since last she ventured out. She looks up at the sky and smiles. The day is warm and bright and welcoming. She is collared and cuffed and trotting off to perform a task for her love. All is right with the world. As she pads her way around the lodge, the decking warm and smooth beneath her bare feet, the birds sing down from the trees as if to greet her. Unable to contain herself, Sif replies with a song of her own. I was raised up believing I was somehow unique Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes unique in each way you can see And now after some thinking I'd say I'd rather be A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me But I don't, I don't know what that will be I'll get back to you someday soon you will see Feeling lighter than air, Sif arrives at her goal. Callie likes her baths hot in the morning. It will be a challenge to load the furnace with her wrists cuffed behind her back - it always is - but she will manage it and she will love it. As she always does. But then a woman's voice seems to whisper softly in her ear, breaking the serenity of the moment. "Are you happy, little Sif?" it says. Sif whirls to face the stranger, amazed to see the figure standing so far away. The voice had sounded so near. The woman approaches, slowly, calmly, and Sif stands and watches. She trembles, though she does not feel afraid. Far from it. Somehow this woman's presence is soothing. But it does not stop her confusion. "Who are you?" she asks when the two are mere feet apart. "I am she of whom you just sang," replies the woman. "I am 'something beyond you.'" "I... don't understand..." "Then listen closely, little Sif, and I shall try to help you see..." Two "Do you remember, some time ago, an evening when you camped by the lake? You spent the night gazing up at the stars, wondering about the nature of your world. Of yourself. Feeling as though the force that controlled you was briefly absent... Feeling lost without guidance..." "I... Yes. I remember." "I am that force, Sif. I am the one who has guided you. The one who has been with you every step of the way. "From your first, hesitant appearance..." "...through your encounter with the Nude-omancer..." "...to the time you first learned you were dragonborn." "And I was there with you for every dragon slain and soul taken..." "...even the soul of the World-Eater himself." "I have watched you get drunk... A lot." "I watched you wake an entire village snoring off a hangover..." "...having apparently slept with most of the inhabitants and somehow fallen pregnant. "The bull was the father, by the way." "Seriously? The bull!?" "Not your finest hour, I concede. I decided to spare you that in any case. Giving birth to minotaurs is... messy." "Heh. Thanks." "Along your journeys, Sif, I have seen you make many friends..." "I have watched you dice with the demon horse." "I have seen you lose your armour..." "...and earn it back from the King of Crabs." "I chuckled when you propositioned yourself... and turned yourself down." "I laughed as you enjoyed some cosplay." "I cheered when you helped save all of Mundus at the College of Winterhold." "I squirmed, pleasantly, when you modelled some new restraints." "I smiled when you found a family to call your own." "And, of course, I was there, looking over your shoulder, when you met a girl..." "...when you became the plaything of that girl..." "...when you became the wife of that girl." "And now, little Sif, I have come to you one final time to give you what you most desire..." "...The freedom to choose your own path." Three "Freedom? I don't... Who are you, really? How did you know all that? How could you have been there, watching all that time and I never knew? Are you a... Divine? A Daedric Lord?" "Come here. Let me tell you what I am." Sif steps timidly closer as the woman leans down to whisper in her ear. "I am you, Sif, and you are me. You are a part of me, and you always will be. But the time has come for you to take control of your own fate. I can't watch over you any more, but you've earned this in any case. I just wanted to know that you're happy before I go." "But I -" "Are you happy, Sif?" "Yes." "And my name? You want to know it?" "Yes..." And the woman whispers her name... ...and turns to walk away... ...with a wave of her hand... ...and a hint of sadness to her expression. Sif stands and watches her leave, wondering why she feels like crying. "So..." says Callisto, walking round from the rear of the lodge. "Did you get the bath ready?" "Sif? Who was that? Are you all right?" "I don't know. I think I am. I think I've been... set free." "Free? Poppet, you're standing there in my collar and cuffs. I'd hardly call that free." "Oh, but it is. Because this is exactly where I want to be. And it's where I want to stay. And it's my choice. Only mine. "I love you, Callie. You know that, right? I'm completely yours now." "I... Come here, you." Callisto pulls her wife close and kisses her, reaching around to unfasten the cuffs. Temporarily... "Goodbye, Siffy..." "So. What did that woman say her name was?" "Oh, it was weird. 'Maud' or something..." And like that she's gone Read at the end Okay. Delusions of grandeur over... As you might have gathered, this is going to be my last story for the foreseeable future. Real Life rubbish has got in the way and I need to look after my health. As much as I love Sif and her adventures, I just don't have the energy for them any more. There are some things I would have liked to change about this story, but simply can't manage. I wanted to be wearing glasses, but completely forgot until I had no energy left to re-do it. And there are one or two little mistakes in there... See if you can spot them I want to say a big thank you to everyone who's read my stories, whether you liked them or not. Whether you liked them or not. I've had a lot of fun doing them. Hopefully, when my fatigue eases off, I can do some more. And from a story-perspective in particular - thanks to: - GodKingLaw, creator of the Picture Book thread, for featuring Sif in Divine, as well as in a possible upcoming story of his own - XJ347 for taking her along to give Alduin what for - Coopervane for inspiring me to give Sif one last Devious hurrah, and for my very own restraints! - Robton, creator of the sensational Idun, who my health robbed me of the chance to include in a story - and NeonFireFly and Nemesis608 Uncle_Sheo, my two most frequent collaborators and great sounding boards for my ideas. It would also be wrong of me not to give special mentions to Garrus Vakarian for wanting my advice with his own story (and, of course, for all the impressive calibrations) and hellonow, whose gorgeous character Mai and her adventures were the original spark that inspired me to start doing this stuff in the first place. Sif's song, by the way, is by Fleet Foxes. The track is Helplessness Blues. And next I want to tha- Huh? What do you mean I'm not getting an Oscar?! Well, screw you guys! I'm outta here... Thank You Mord Sif... The pleasure was all mine... and Yes Sif and her wife will live on in your absence in all their nude, BDSM, Thalmor killing, Alduin slaying, Lady Loving, Farkas F'Kin, LL Skyrim's "FAP" Bank Glory. Your community contributions were most appreciated I hope for you a swift recovery! :heart: No Oscars but here's a Dibella!
Guest Posted July 23, 2014 Posted July 23, 2014 Wow I didn't know about this thread, alot of great stuff here! I guess ill post the story ive been working on, well the first part atleast, also for Sif! Edit- I finished up part 2, you can check it out in my blog, link right here or click on my signature. The Heroine & The Legend Part 1- The Twilight Sepulcher Following the events of "Darkness Returns" Lyanna returns from the Inner SanctumSif: So how did it go? Did you return the key to the Ebonmere?Lyanna: Yes I have returned it, it lies in the inner sanctum now where I must now guard it forever in this life and the afterlife. Sigh.. at least Nocturnal blessed me with a new ability to vanish into shadows whenever I wish.Sif: Well that is unfortunate. I'm still mad I couldn't go in there with you, I wanted to see the inner sanctum and meet nocturnal.Lyanna: Trust me you wouldn't, she is quite bitter and unpleasant, pleasant to look at however.Sif: Hahaa well, I know that look, I know what you want now. Come on, hold it in and lets hurry back to the house, we can have the others join us as well, i'm sure they are going crazy, we have been gone for days.Lyanna: They are probably screwing around right now, they have eachother to have fun with.Lyanna: Buuuut.... why wait, how about a quickie before we head out?Sif: Do you even need to ask? I was hoping you wouldn't make me wait until we got back.Sif: Take me i'm yours.Sif: Ahhnn, hey! Owww! take it easy not so rough! uhhnnn!Sif:(mmm so deep) Aahhh! that feels so good! don't stop!Lyanna: Huuuugghhn! Sif.....ah!...ah!...you are so tight, this is amazing.Lyanna: Aaaahhh! ahhhh! ahh, by the nine, I love you Sif.Sif: Uuhhhhnnn! aaaah!, mmmm I love you too, don't stop. To be continued...
Guest Posted July 23, 2014 Posted July 23, 2014 Finished up part 3 of my story, alot of epic fight scenes, part 1 is posted up above! and part 2 you can check out in my gallery. Part 3- The Battlenot a whole lot of story telling, just epic fight scenes.Their battle begins in Sovngarde. Ebony Warrior: Come Dragonborn, face me, prove that you are really the savior of Skyrim.Lyanna: I would say the same to you, lets see if you are are strong as you look, after all size doesn't matter.Ebony Warrior: Then let us begin, only one of us shall remain here in Sovngarde, I pray it is not you, for there are none remaining that are greater than you.Ebony Warrior: I wish for death Dragonborn, I wish for your victory, but I will not hold back! Yyaaah!Lyanna: And neither will I, I made a promise and I intend to keep it. Wraahh!Their battle raged on for 2 days, neither showing any signs of weakness or fatigue. The very land itself was wreathed in flame, burning as they clashed.More fight screens in the spoiler The VictorEbony Warrior: Huughh!Ebony Warrior: You fight well Dragonborn, I recognize you as my equal, you are worthy to end me.Ebony Warrior: Come on then and lets finish it, I feel my time has come!Ebony Warrior: Huurrgg!Ebony Warrior: At last, release...thank...you........Dragonborn..Exhausted, weakened from massive blood loss, drained of all energy after the fight, the Dragonborn faints and collapses to the ground. Thinking only about the promise she had made, her vision darkens and she enters a deep and dreamless sleep.Lyanna:(is this the end for me as well? I can't feel my body.....can't....move...i'm sorry everyone)There both warriors lie in a sea of their blood. Perhaps both are now bound to Sovngarde. Is this the end for Lyanna? To be continued...
Robton Posted July 24, 2014 Posted July 24, 2014 At last... Here's the last chapter of The Warrior Path, BEFORE her input in Uncle_Sheo's stories. To be clear, this is NOT the end of her adventures Background This story continues from: Princess of the Night - Part 1 Princess of the Night - Part 2 The Warriors Path - Chapter 1 The Warriors Path - Chapter 2: Part 1 The Warriors Path - Chapter 2: Part 2 Enjoy Idun went into The Candlehearth Hall, looking for an infiltrator for her mission. She asked the innkeeper about local heroes, since she knew Windhelm recidents wasn’t exactly the biggest fans of the Dominion. She was pointed right in the direction of a strong and experienced looking warrior, who sat at a cornertable upstairs in the hall. Idun: I understand you are the guy to talk to about getting rid of some elves? Nord Warrior: I might be, who’s asking? Idun: I’m Idun and i’m looking for someone who hates the Thalmor, and is prepared to take action. Stenvar: Don’t get me wrong. I hate those pointy-eared pissfaces as much as everyone else in this town, but I don’t give my services out for free. Idun: Look, I’m pretty low on septims. Can we work something out here? Nord Warrior: I have an idea… Nord Warrior: Why don’t you come with me downstairs in my room, and I’ll make you an offer you can’t refuse. Idun: Sounds interesting… The two warriors leave the hall and goes downstairs and enters his room, It looked like he had lived there a long time. It was filthy, and hasn’t been cleaned since last era. Nord Warrior: Have a seat, I’m Stenvar by the way. Idun: What is this deal you’re talking about Stenvar? Stenvar: We’re gonna have some fun… Idun: Sounds easy enough, what kind of fun? Stenvar sits down beside her and start began to stare lustfully into her eyes. She took the hint and looked back with a suprised expression in her face. Things quickly went too far… As soon as they finished pounding on each other they talked for a while and Idun explained the situation with the Thalmor and what she was after. Idun: That WAS fun, but are you willing to lend me your services now? Stenvar: That amazing tight body of your’s was more than enough payment. But unfortunately since i’m not getting paid, i’m not able to join your cause. Idun: What? are you serious right now? Stenvar: But i can still help you, I heard of an young woman living in Whiterun. She has lots of issues to settle with the Thalmor, I even heard she took down a group of them some time ago up in Northwatch Keep. I think she was rescuing a guy that was a prisoner there. Idun: Thanks… I suppose… Stenvar: No Problem, and feel free to come back at any time for another round. Idun: I might. Idun got fully clothed and packed her stuff, and then hit the road in the direction of Whiterun. Idun arrives in Whiterun, she walks in the direction of the famous waterhole she have heard so much about. She asked the innkeeper about recent rescue mission in a Thalmor fort. Hulda: It was an rescue mission not so long ago, I heard a rumor that they were defeated by only one woman who i’ve seen around here a bunch of times. Idun: Does she come here often? Before Hulda had the chance to answer a drunk chick came in through the door, fell right on the floor and then passed out. Hulda: That’s her, I think her name is Finna. Idun: Are you sure that’s the girl? Hulda: Unfortunaltely, she doesn’t look so great right now. But she rents a room here, we can put her in there till the morning. Idun rented her own room and went to sleep. She woke up the next morning and went down for to eat her breakfast and wait for the female warrior to wake up. Then the Female warrior came down from her room, looking like she just had fought off a hole dungeon of draugrs. Idun walked over to her and explained her situation and what she was looking for. Finna: I’m in, can’t wait to kick some Thalmor ass. Idun: Then we’re off to Windhelm. The girls traveled the harsh road over to Windhelm, they passed the time getting more acquainted with each other. The girls arrived in Windhelm late at night, the city was empty and asleep. They made their was over to the temple. Finna: I haven’t been in here for years. Idun: Lets hope they’re here. The girls went over to the to the front row and sat down and waited for a sign. They waited for a long time and nobody came, they was starting to get frustrated. Idun had enough and went in the back room to check for clues. She found a bag on the floor, in that there was a book with a note on it. Idun called Finna over and read the note out loud to her. The note said that in the bag was Idun’s next mission. They wished her luck and then ended the note saying that when this was done, she had to wait for the guilds response. In the bag was also a uniform for Finna, she took quite the liking to it. Finna: This uniform is amazing. Can’t wait to put it to work. Idun: Your’ wish has just become true then. Idun showed Finna the notes for the mission, and explained the what she gathered from it. Finna started to express her exitement and set off to gather information. Idun: By the nine, I hope i didn’t just sent her to her grave… Idun: Now we play the waiting game… The End Notes... This story has been continued in other storylines... Finna can be seen in “Rising-Wind: Chapter V” by NeonFirefly. Both Idun and Finna can be seen in “The Dragonborn: Prelude to Chapter 3” and onwards by Uncle_Sheo. Big thanks to Garrus for Finna and accepting the script
Epic Gamer Frey Posted July 24, 2014 Posted July 24, 2014 The Last Of Her Kind Chapter 3: Alftand A young Nord, Finna, had pointed her to the College at Winterhold for information. There was perhaps enough time for a small detour. Alftand, her Clanhold, would be on the way. As childish as it seemed even to her, she was overcome by a sudden desire to visit the place that held so many memories. Eagerness can blind one to danger. Just as she failed to notice the band of bandits following her at a distance, drinking in her strange appearance, weighting risks against potential profits, the band itself failed to notice the dark shadow that stalked them. The night before she projected to be able to reach Alftand's gates, bone chilling howls and blood curdling screams shattered the darkness of the night. Just as her stalkers had made the move to strike, so had their stalker. As Alawen arrived, the werewolf raised its muzzle still dripping with blood from the half chewed up face of a bandit. Alawen drew her blade as the werewolf bounded into the darkness. The next morning Alawen made it to Alftand. The main entrance had collapsed, but she found a recently constructed wooden walkway from the base of a shoddy camp set up near one of the towers. Someone had been there recently. Alawen approached cautiously. Alawen would have wanted a homecoming under much different circumstances. The shift in the mountain had ripped open a passage into the heart of the Clanhold. Skyrim's unforgiving elements had barged in through the breach. She could hardly recognize the tunnels she took. Alawen: "What has happened to this place?" Alawen leaned over a defunct automaton. Alawen: "Steam vents are still functional... Internal machinery is non-operational... but..." Alawen ran her hand over a massive dent on the casing. Alawen: "It must have been a powerful blow.... Best be on my guard." She found a journal left on a barrel next to some very primitive excavation tools. Alawen picked it up and glanced over its contents. She was not familiar with the script. She did not bother with the scribbles. She focused instead on the diagrams and symbols. Some fool was apparently trying to study Dwemer automatons. Her lips curled in a wry smile as she spotted the childish attempts to interpret the machinery. She picture what Yagrum might say if he spotted a 5 year old Dwemer making any single one of these mistakes: "Did your mother wander off into one of those snow-monkey settlements for you to be born, child?" It seemed Yagrum's "snow monkey"s had evolved little since. Alawen: "Some fool thinks he can delve into the secrets of Science - The One True God. Blind fool is going to get himself killed, if he hasn't already." She turned a few more pages and saw a note crammed inside. The script was Ehlnofen, and there was some reference to magic and an empire, but it made little sense otherwise. She turned the pages of the journal, then put it down. There were more than just one individual digging around Alftand, and at least one of them was Mer. Alawen continued further in till she came upon some automatons patrolling the corridors. Countless ages had passed but these eternally loyal servants still did they job without question, without faltering. For a moment Alawen tried to imagine the past few weeks were a dream. Maybe if she opened her eyes now, she would find the dimmed halls lit with golden light gleaming off polished metal, while steam bellowed from the tireless machinery that lined the walls and teams of Dwemer Engineers pored over the gauges and dials lost to the sacred rites of calibrations. She opened her eyes to see a lone spider sentinel clicking its pincers at her. She knew this gesture. It had completed its rounds and was reporting no unusual activity on its patrol route. She patted the little thing and watched it happily crawl away to continue its patrol. Sentries appeared at her footsteps and watched her with sightless eyes. They metallic faces could not show any expression, but their stance displayed utmost reverence. Alawen made her way to the Animonculory. The large number of active undamaged automatons now surrounding her coupled with the absence of any corpses suggested whoever was snooping around the place had either regained their senses and escaped, or was lying bleeding on a different path than the one she took. She simply wanted to visit her old laboratory. As she turned the last bend, she spotted her old companion approaching. Alawen: "Unit! You're functional!!" Unit: "This one has 6546472 pending reports. Report #1,dated..." Alawen: "Stop! I need you to come with me but first I want you to run Diagnostics Schedule V, including Combat Hydraulics Suite" Unit: "This one is fully functional." Alawen: "All combat operations?" Unit: "Among other things, Mistress. Should I run a complete diagnostic of Protocol Pleasur..." Alawen: "Wait..What? How that that get activated without authorization? I am not done calibrating hydraulics on that functionality. Just come with me." Unit: "During your absence, Initiate Sthovin returned Prototype XI after thorough testing. I have completed enhancements as per his specifications." Alawen: "Thank you, Unit. I never thought that piss-swilling swindling lowlife would ever return it. " Unit: "Adonel Alawen, this one is unable to keep up with your pace. This one respectfully entreats you to forgive its shortcomings." As they descend into the depths of Alftand, they come across a band of marauding Falmer locked in fierce combat with the automaton sentries. Alawen's scorn and disgust at these filthy creatures was not unmixed with a sense of guilt, but there could be not uncertainty in her course of action. She softened up the massed hordes with a few well placed explosive plasma rounds before she charged in with her blade to wipe any remaining traces of their miserable existence. The thunderous clangs of metal behind her indicated Unit was having a good time as well. The Falmer band had been dealt with, but the lower tunnels seemed to be overrun, Alawen found a body of one of the group from the Alftand expedition. Alawen: "Is that... an Altmer?.... This is not bestial mauling. This is calculated methodical torture. " Fighting the entire Falmer colony was out of question. Alawen had a destination in mind and would not let distractions delay her on her path. AI: "Greetings Architect-Initiate Alawen. How may I help you?" Alawen: I need to enter FalZhardum Din." AI: Please stand back." She descended down the seemingly bottomless pit that opened up at her feet and found herself in Blackreach. She could make out the Laboratory that housed the Tonal Harmonizer that she had used to reenter Mundus. She headed in its direction. Alawen: "Now to see if my theory was correct." Read after the story. Big thanks to my friends Mord Sif and Uncle_Sheo for being amazing and for the great help with this story.Thanks to Uncle_Sheo for being the best Daedric Prince ever. And a special thanks to Mord Sif for everything she did for my story. Get well soon Siffy.
Jormungandr Posted July 25, 2014 Posted July 25, 2014 A new chapter in Skanas Un-life. Machinations of a lich - Chapter 1 Maera Picture heavy, might take a bit to load.
JBloggz Posted July 28, 2014 Posted July 28, 2014 Lucky triple-seven pages! Guess now would be a good time to post... Freshman Blues First Semester's a Bitch In which we get a tour of Lyanna's campus and spend some sexytime with her and her hot roommate. Like last time, Lyanna's dialogue is pink, and Neon's dialogue is blue. And so... “Hi Lyanna! How are you doing?” “Dude, what the fuck!” “…Same as usual, I see.” “What’s with these robes they’re making me wear? I haven’t worn this much clothing since I was ten!” “That must be a pain, Lyanna, but how are your classes? Are you getting along with-” “And they’re itchy, too! Just day in and day out in this horrible bathrobe abomination that itches and makes it impossible for me to show off my feminine curves!” “Okay, I get it! You don’t like the uniform. But how about everything else? Have you learned anything? Did you make any friends? Do you know your way around campus yet? Have you visited an academic advisor yet? You must have done something over the course of the past two days since you got here!” “Ugh, not really. You know how college is. First day you gotta sit through fuckin’ orientation, then you gotta make sure your schedule’s all straight and that none of the courses you applied for have gotten the axe… I’ve been so busy procrastinating and wishing I was dead that I haven’t had time to meet anybody, apart from my roommate and the two dudes on either side of me during orientation.” “What were they like?” “One of ‘em was a cat-man. Kept asking me if I’d mastered the expert-level destruction spells yet. I said if I had, then why would I be at college, and after that he shut his trap and pretended I wasn’t there. The other one was a quiet weirdo, who I think must be either a beta nerd, or gay. I can’t tell which.” “Sounds fascinating.” “Yeah, I know sarcasm when I hear it.” “And what about everything else?” “Follow me and see for yourself.” “Huh boy…” “This is Tolfdir. He thinks everything is fascinating. He’s actually a pretty good teacher, when he’s not just standing around rambling about how fascinating everything is.” “Um…” “This is Arniel. He doesn’t do anything. I think he’s one of those guys who graduated and just never moved out, ‘cause he couldn’t handle the real world outside of academia.” “That’s not…” "This is Nira. Or Niranya. Or Nirya. Or somethin', I dunno. She's always insisting that she's better than some other bitch I've never met, and the more she insists, the more I start to doubt her. I think she's kinda nuts." "You're one to talk." “And this is Ancano. He’s a fuckin’ asshole.” “You mean…” “Okay, that’s enough of the faculty for now. I’ll show you around the campus.” “Geez, wait up!” “Here are the freshman quarters. As you can clearly see, it’s a total pile of shit. But at least I’ve got a roof over my head, and in here I don’t need to put up with clingy teachers and their stupid ‘no alcohol’ rules.” “That’s probably a rule you should follow…” “And here’s my dorm room!” “Whoa…” “Eek!” “Ly, don’t scare me like that! I'm trying to change my clothes!” “What up, baby! This is Elania. She’s my bitch. I mean… my roommate. Doesn't she have the cutest pussy ever?” “*gulp*” “Um, who are you talking to?” “Just the voice in my head. He seems quite taken with you!” “Ly, you really need professional help.” "Hmm..." "What's the matter?" "Dude... that goat head is freaking me the fuck out." "..." "Ugh. It follows you. No matter what angle you see it from, it's always staring right into your soul." "...You know, you're right. Whose idea was it to put the decapitated head of a dead animal on our wall?" “Eh... who knows. Anyway, lemme see that shirt!” “Augh! Get off me!” “Geez, stop squirming and gimme your shirt!” “Lyanna!” “There we go! Oh, don’t be like that, Lani, you know you love showing off.” “…” “Now the best thing about the dorm rooms is that in here, you don’t have to abide by the fuckin’ dress code!” “*gulp*” “Awh yeah, this feels good. Is this silk? The way it feels against my skin… kinda puts me in the mood for a little girl-on-girlie action, you feel me, baby?” “Oh, I don’t…” “Come on, just you and me in the dim candle light. Our long legs intertwined… your big, soft titties squishing up against mine… my lips on yours…” “I-I can’t, I have homework to get done.” “Geez, what kinda messed up priorities are those? Especially when I can see just how wet your pretty li'l pussy's already gotten..." "Eugh!" "Tee hee, I love sexually harassing Lani. It never gets old.” “Uh, I think maybe I better leave…” “What, leaving right when things are getting exciting? Don’t be such a pussy! You’re acting like the spineless hero of a harem anime!” “I’m just a voice in your head. I couldn’t touch you babes even if I wanted to. You have any idea what kinda blue balls that gives a guy? My balls are so blue that it's even made my dialogue blue!” “Hm, that’s a good point.” “I’ll check back with you later. Just try to focus on your studies, okay? Just a little bit?” “Heh heh… no promises!” Some sexy bonus shots Special thanks to Robton for the inhumanly beautiful Elania. When he sent me his shots, he mentioned the goat head, and that prompted Lyanna's spontaneous goat freakout that wasn't even in the original script. I keep reading this in my own voice for some reason. o.0
Cema Posted July 29, 2014 Posted July 29, 2014 First participation to this topic. I've been reading it for a long time and I enjoyed it a lot but I never really felt like commenting since I wasn't providing anything myself. First try at a story. Not absolutely NSFW but I worked a lot on it and I had a lot of fun ! (click the image)
Robton Posted July 29, 2014 Posted July 29, 2014 First participation to this topic. I've been reading it for a long time and I enjoyed it a lot but I never really felt like commenting since I wasn't providing anything myself. First try at a story. Not absolutely NSFW but I worked a lot on it and I had a lot of fun ! (click the image) Funny and Creative Keep up the good work
Guest NeonFirefly Posted July 29, 2014 Posted July 29, 2014 First participation to this topic. I've been reading it for a long time and I enjoyed it a lot but I never really felt like commenting since I wasn't providing anything myself. First try at a story. Not absolutely NSFW but I worked a lot on it and I had a lot of fun ! (click the image) Loved it! Great job!
xenic Posted July 30, 2014 Posted July 30, 2014 The Blackreach Experiments - Part 6 - Where is the Dragonborn? Link here: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-614-the-blackreach-experiments-part-6-where-is-the-dragonborn/
Epic Gamer Frey Posted July 30, 2014 Posted July 30, 2014 Birthday post! Read spoiler I wanted to post something special on my birthday. So here is..... A Steamy Encounter (Get it? Because she's a Dwemer ) It was getting late at the Nightgate Inn, the Innkeeper was getting ready to lock the doors. He put his hand on the lock, and then the door burst open. Alawen the yellow warrior walked in. Innkeeper: Excuse me, anything I can do for you?Alawen: Actually I need a room for the night, got anything available? Innkeeper: We don't have any available empty rooms. But if you don't mind sharing a room with someone else, I can offer you a room to share with a Breton girl for half price.Alawen: Sounds fair, got anything to eat? I'm starving... Alawen went into the room to load off her gear, she noticed a bunch of stuff lying beside the right side of the double bed, so she put her gear on the other side and got changed into something more comfortable. Alawen went out of her room for some drinks, she still hadn't seen any signs of the Breton girl. She was puzzled by the fact and walked up to the Innkeeper. Alawen: Can I get a glass of wine please?Innkeeper: Of course, anything else? Alawen: Not right now, but maybe later... Innkeeper: Alright, I'll set up a tab then. Alawen: By the way, I noticed there's only one bed in that room. Is there any way we can put in an extra one? Innkeeper: I'm sorry, we don't have extra beds lying around. But if you're uncomfortable with sharing a bed with a stranger, we have some extra hides lying around you can sleep on. Alawen: I suppose that could work, after all I DID get a huge discount on the room. And by the way, where is the Breton I'm sharing a room with tonight? Innkeeper: You see over there by the table in the corner? The mysterious woman tending to herself, she seems to be trying to forget about something. Alawen: Ah, I didn't notice her when I walked in. Alawen finished her bottle of wine and went into the room to sleep. The Innkeeper had done as he said and gathered some hides on the floor for her to sleep on, she hoped that her back could handle laying on those instead of a bed. She fell asleep and it didn't take more than a couple of hours before she woke up again. She felt a slight pain in her back, laying on those hides was not good for her, she had to find a better spot to sleep. She had a short look over at the bed, the Breton had went to bed and appeared to be asleep. She had another look and quickly noticed that she didn't use any bed sheets, neither did she use any underwear. Just laying there, not a care in the world. Surely she wouldn't care if Alawen would claim her side of the bed after all, and she surely couldn't stay in the hides on the floor. She tried not to notice the Breton's gorgeous, curvy, sweaty body as she sneaked up in the bed and laid down beside her. After a few minutes she was almost asleep, but then she had a strange feeling. As if someone was watching her. She turned around and found the Breton laying beside her, staring lustfully at her while she rested her head on her hand. Breton: So, you eventually came around to climbing up here. Alawen: I was destroying my back over there, I had to upgrade.Breton: You know, I still paid full price for the room. Hope you don't mind if I hog the sheets.Alawen: You don't even use the sheets! Breton: Quite observant are we? Just because I haven't used them yet, doesn't mean I'm not going to use them.Alawen: Fair enough, I can use the hides I was laying on earlier.Breton: That's not necessary, who said we can't share the sheets?Alawen: H... how much did you have to drink? Breton: Enough to have the courage to try new things.Alawen: I.... Don't know what you're trying to say...Breton: Don't worry, I won't bite.... much. The Breton continued to stare at Alawen's body some more, then she started to stroke her hand gently alongside her body to feel the curves. Alawen shifted closer to the edge of the bed, feeling very nervous. Then the Breton proceeded to start rubbing her hands on her shoulder which Alawen was pointing straight at her. Alawen didn't move this time, she started to like the feeling of another woman touching her skin. Then things were taken to a new direction, the Breton started leaning over Alawen's body and started stroking her hands against her big breasts. Alawen: Hey! What's the big idea here, no funny business.Breton: Excuse me I got carried away.Alawen: But please continue that first thing you did, it felt really nice. The Breton continued to rub Alawen's back, but it didn't take a long time before she gave it another try. This time she stoke her hand alongside her long, sweaty and yellow body and took a quick rub on her private areas. Alawen: Hey! What did I say about the funny business?Breton: Come on, I could feel how you actually really liked it. Alawen went quiet for a second, before the Breton moved closer and stared deep into her eyes. Then she proceeded to kiss her gently on the mouth. Alawen was struggling for a few seconds, but eventually gave in. They continued to make out, as they continued they stared to rub their big soft tits together while stroking each other's curvy and sweaty bodies. Alawen could no longer hide her lust and completely gave in to the Breton's seductive powers. Alawen: AAAHHHH!!!! (Sorry for the lack of sex shots. I'm having problems with sexlab....) After a well deserved rest they both woke up and talked for a while, they were hoping they didn't keep the rest of the inn awake with their shenanigans. Alawen: Th... that was my first time... Breton: With another woman? Alawen: With anyone... Breton: Another innocent soul corrupted. My work here is done. Alawen: What was that? Breton: Nothing, I was just messing with you. Alawen: Oh... The Breton got up from the bed and put her clothes back on. Alawen: Wait, before you go, can you at least tell me your name?Breton: I'm Shelly and I will be see you around. Shellygorath walked out of the inn and into the wild, leaving Alawen speechless in the bed. Thanks for reading. Read after story BIG thanks to Robton for writing most of the script for this. and here is a bonus shot.
Robton Posted July 30, 2014 Posted July 30, 2014 Hi Y'all. While Idun is busy visiting her family and Elania is busy with rebuilding the college, I thought: Why not giving Reidun a story too? Hope you like it, Enjoy P.S. Had to resize the pics for better viewing, since the auto resizing feature is still broken on this forum, so these shots aren't the quality i usually post. Lets hope they fix it soon :/ It was bad times in the Dark Brotherhood, more and more members was getting killed alongside the roads of Skyrim. The guild was getting smaller every day, things had to turn around soon. It was then the guild got a message from one of the remaining members of the holy Night Mothers keeper, It said that he was transporting the Night Mother from her crypt in Bravil to the last remaining operative Dark Brotherhood sanctuary. Astrid who was reading the letter and was speechless about the fact, but was also worried about her position as the Mistress of the Falkreath Sanctuary. She knew some of the old members such as Festus and Babette would probably disobey her in favor for the Night Mother. Then she read the date the note was written, it was dated a couple of months back. "Reidun! get in here!" she shouted. "Something wrong?" asked Reidun. Astrid wasn't stupid, she had an idea about how long time a cart used from Bravil to Falkreath. "From what this note says and the time that has passed, the Night Mother should be here by now. I need you and the elf to drop what you are doing and go look for that wagon." "You mean Lanaya?" Reidun asked. Astrid just looked over at her with a silly expression "But we don't actually know each other that well, she is a little mysterious of her, and tend to being alone." protested Reidun. "Well this is a good chance to get better acquainted with her I guess." grinned Astrid. "I suppose so, but what if we don't find it?" Reidun asked. "Don't even think the thought, we can't risk losing the Night Mother. Go fetch your companion and get going." Astrid nagged. In the dining room sat Lanaya, she was just finished with her meal when Reidun walked down from the sleeping quarters. She sat down on the opposite side of the table to tell her the troubling news. "Hey Lanaya, we got a problem. The Night Mother is being transported here and should have arrived last week or so, Astrid is really worried if something have happened while transporting her. So she send us out to find and escort her over here." explained Reidun. "Ok, but where do we start to look?" responded Lanaya surprised. "I don't know but we should probably check that with Astrid on the way out" Said Reidun. "After you". The girls gathered their stuff and headed towards the exit, near the exit was Astrid leaning against the wall waiting for them. "Any ideas on where we should start? or where this wagon might me?" Lanaya asked. "By my calculations the wagon should at least have reached Skyrim by now, my best guess would be that it rolled past the place and is lost somewhere up north. It's a wagon led by a man dressed as a jester, shouldn't be hard to find." calculated Astrid. "Sounds like a plan." Reidun pointed out. The girls continued towards the exit and went outside. The girls follows the path on to the road, which lead them on their way to find what they we're looking for. "Ok Lanaya, we're looking for a wagon with a jester and a coffin, keep your eyes open." said Reidun. "Oh please, how hard can it be to find?..." answered Lanaya. To Be Continued... Notes... BIIIIIG Thanks to Cypherman for the STUNNING Lanaya and support with the story As for what's behind the facemask, that will be unveiled in the next chapter
Rattlesnark Posted August 2, 2014 Posted August 2, 2014 Notes... BIIIIIG Thanks to Cypherman for the STUNNING Lanaya and support with the story As for what's behind the facemask, that will be unveiled in the next chapter Cypherman's Lanaya very much resembles another popular Lanaya ... Wonder if that's where he got the inspiration from . Definitely not a problem though, I love the look of both!
Beagle2 Posted August 4, 2014 Posted August 4, 2014 The Story of Miraak, the Dragonborn, and how he met my Dragonborn... kind of. Caution, many big pictures ahead.
Harpe Posted August 6, 2014 Posted August 6, 2014 The Story of Miraak, the Dragonborn, and how he met my Dragonborn... kind of. Caution, many big pictures ahead. Awesome ! Made me laugh
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