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"Big. Bigger than I've ever seen, but then again I don't know what the boars around here are normally like. It'll feed you and Erona both. That's for sure." To ease his squinting, Rissa shifts into her duster wearing demon form, but adds the illusion of more curve to her lower body with meatier...

"Hey guys, maybe we shouldn't..." Codi's voice trails off with a lack of things to say, and the ice queen quickly picks up where he left off. "Standoffish? Yeah, approach someone while they're praying late in the night and expect them to be anything but. That'll go great for you." She says, and...

"Easy. Easy." He gently cooed, followed by the much more assertive demand at the centaur's signs of panic. He lifted his cock, setting it gingerly atop the cow's thigh, before moving his spare hand to lovingly caress and tug on their nipples. Careful to keep them pinned, he lowered his head to...

Rissa swiftly flutters to his eye level. "There's a boar a mile or so that way. Currently sleeping. Only the one it looks like, but it's meaty." She reports.

Her face tightens in contempt as she speaks. "I was, actually, until you opened your mouth. I was planning to apologize about waking you up last night, but I'm sure you can't blame me for not really wanting to anymore." She says sweetly.

Rod took a deep breath, abashed and ashamed with what he was about to try, but now strainingly erect at the sound of the little beast's moans. It was now or never, and terrified at the prospect of being caught, he rushed through the doors and towards the centaur from behind, putting one hand on...

"Ugh. Gross." Rissa gripes under her breath, casting a scrying spell on the droppings, before taking the form of a large dragonfly, hovering high enough to see from far away, and chirping a tune to signal Orton.

"Oo, poetic." Ethel whispers, thoroughly entranced by her magical wisdom and the display of colors that comes with it. Meanwhile, about as graceful as a flower blooming, Blanche finally comes to, rising from the bed to sit up, and brushing silken locks of smooth white hair out of her face...

Though the cool goo against his tired body was comforting, Rod finally snapped to his senses as he stood suddenly bare in the breeze, a bit panicked as the slime made off with his leather garb and adventuring gear, and as his words finally set in. Fortuitously, he'd already been heading for the...

Lucky bastard. I'll be on the freedom bus soon enough too, at least. :P

Hey all, I'm gonna have to tap out for a few days starting tonight to study for exams. So sorry for lack of notice!

"Wouldn't doubt it, but I'm fast, is all." She passively states, giving him no time to respond as she rushes over the ground in a puff of smoke, searching for tracks, or any other sign of a boar nearby.

She flutters cheekily just above him, before diving down behind his neck and marking the back of his clothes with a magical purple x. "Just so I don't lose you. I'll scope out some tracks, and then find you for the kill. Sound fair?"

"Oo! Now that's far more interesting than morning stretches!" Shauna chimes, going cross legged and watching the magical shapes shift forms. Ethel pulls her knees to her chest and rocks absently back and forth, also spectating her exercise. "Yeah, I hate to say it, but that is interesting, more...

"You want to catch that boar? You probably want none of my help, but the offer's out there. Us Djinnic demons are quite proficient trackers, and it'd get you in bed with Erona all the faster."

True to her word, Rissa pops out of his body and into the air as a hummingbird, hovering a fair deal over his head in case he wasn't as honest as he seemed. "Not so hard, see?"

"Just trainin' him the way my pa taught me. Don't suppose any of you'd care to join? We have some time to kill, I think. I'd have expected someone to come knocking on our cell door, dragging us out for a role call or somethin' early in the morning, but I think it's almost noon." Ethel yawns...

"Then you can walk free. Swear you won't hurt me when I come out, and I'll unpossess you. Then you can find your boar, and you'll get Erona all to yourself." Rissa innocently explains.

"Um... I don't really get it yet, but Maynard says it helps with stress, so I'm trying to learn." He beams, maintaining a wobbly tree pose. "Had me fooled." Maynard grunts, standing as still and sturdy as an actual tree a few feet away.

"Riddle me this. Would your idea of a demon let the orc she's possessed walk free on his own, as long as he agrees not to attack or run as soon as she un-possesses him?"