Unfortunately I can't do screenshots as I'm fully blind, so I hope that text strings are enough.
I've done each one with a contextual descriptor surrounded by Asterisks, then with the problem section of the sentence in brackets.
char details: Lupine Female, gender pref auto, bear body type, 6:5, large breasts, virgin both holes, 8 inch dog cock in addition to pussy.
*Encounter Ninian: after first time*
Seeing you [makes] Ninian, resident pixie, [to] come to a proper stop.
*combat with Ninian*
Winding up and into the air, Ninian starts flapping [their] wings faster.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Pussy: page 1*
And to your wonderous surprise, his small mouth has found its best use yet; suckling gently on your nerve bud, massaging [resting] your slit's folds with [gently] palm-presses.
A simple lick or a suckle from Ninian is like the most skilled expert finding your nub's sweet spot; Ninian's size factor excels leagues above when it [came] to precision fellating a pussy!
"O-Okay," Ninian speaks with a moment away from your tasty clitty, moving a hand to [your] the center of your pert cunny's folds.
"Now, let's see if I can't use my arm to get you off faster. I mean... if you bigger folk can fist fairies then a pixie like me [should able] to fist your holes without any hard feelings!"
Ninian surprises you just in time; the warmth of magic rolls along your [insides'] walls, Ninian knowingly smiling as he playfully beats your vaginal lining with his [warming,] healer's palm.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Pussy: page 2*
You relent your barrage against his pixie posterior and prick for now, instead [worry] about [jerking off] with long, hearty strokes.
Now Ninian gently nibbles at your clit [and causing] your knees to buckle weakly.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Cock: page 1*
Ferrying your naked pixie companion over to [itand] away from your party, you force Ninian down onto his pinchable little butt and order him to stay still.
Reaching down, you place a finger against his butt and push the twink up against your member so that his lips press [against] flatly against you.
Sliding over the side and underneath it, he rises and pushes it upward and [away the] wooden surface below.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Cock: page 2*
It's like a testament to just how skilled at pleasuring a [dick pixie] can be!
You look down at the green markings on his back and openly [grunting] with every pussy tightening clench, your canine shaft aching for sweet release.
*Combat with waylaying Kitsunes: first time*
Their leader is a black-furred prettyboy with a shock of unkempt [hair might've] been fetching if it were cleaned up better, blending in perfectly with the
dull greens and browns of his foreign-looking style of dress.full effect as the two
*Victory against waylaying Kitsunes*
"They sure can make like a tree when they put their minds to it," Cait says, shaking her head [as] the now-still forest.
*Elf Boy Encounter: intro*
[Their] mien changes from one of selfish indulgence to one of surprise when [he] sees you, but only for a split second.
*Elf Boy encounter: Fuck Him*
"Oh, yeah... sure!" he replies somewhat [hesistently].
Your tip soon meets the elf boy's pucker, and you place just a little bit of pressure behind [you] hips, which is enough to slightly part the femmy elf's tailhole.
Grinning at the little display, you pull [you] hips back, and push them forward, repeating that motion again and again until you're fucking this femmy elf
in earnest. make it all the easier
The only thing that's able to break you out of [you] hypnotic state is a whimpering moan from the stranger you're currently fucking and the tightening of his asshole around your canine cock.
The femboy's hips start to buck and [shakes], his cock flexing and twitching as ropes of ivory cum are expelled from his flat dickhead.
Your hips buck jerkily against the elf's own girly sides as you deposit your seed, grinding against his and making him moan just a bit [loader] with each uncontrollable thrust.
[Miracuously], the elf manages to stand upright, planting his back against the tree and facing you with a heaving chest.
Well, you better get back to [you] party and get back to things...
*Wild Elf Bonfire Combat*
Elaril is [down one] knee, in no shape to continue fighting.
*Wolf Pack Combat*
Wolf D lashes out at you with its jaws open, slobbering mouth and terrifying fangs on display [at] it lunges at you, attempting to get its maw around your limbs.
*Alien Abduction encounter intro*
Suddenly, a brilliant light shines through the mist, tearing [it] through it like a beam of sunlight.
*find cackleberries: first time*
The area is filled with bushes covered in nothing but odd [stripped] berries.
*combat with Harpies*
Harpy Thief C starts to spin about, putting her colorful silks and plumage on full display for you. Giving her target a lusty wink, the harpy begins to dance around, wiggling her massive hips and plush behind for you. It's quite the display, and though the lusty harpy leaves herself quite exposed, the effect on you [are] a palpable rush of arousal!
*victory sex with Harpies: Vaginal*
The winged vixen squeals happily as [your] start to pick up the pace, pounding into her gaping egg-hole like a hammer.
*Victory sex with Harpies: Get Licked*
Yet [before] before you can turn around and berate your captive, you feel a firmer, thicker presence pressing against your entrance.
Your eyes roll back in your head in a silent cry of pleasure as the harpy slut slides three fingers into your pure and unspoiled slit all at once, spreading them to give you a good stretching as she [force] them in on a bed of spit-lube.
The slut merely increases her pace, thrusting her tongue deep into your depths and letting [your] ride it and her fingers through the orgasm.
When the final shivers of climax have passed you by, you give the fuck-hungry harpy slut a gentle push with your leg, knocking her on that great big ass long enough for [your] to redress.
*Harpy Wingleader first encounter*
while the multihued feathers are far too large to have come from any common bird, you realize with a start that those [aren't] harpy feathers she's wearing.
*Wyvern girl combat*
The Wyvern Girl is breathing hard, glancing between you and your companions with a darkening flush on her moss-colored scales. Shamelessly, she cups one
of her [E-cups] breasts, pinching the dark blue nipple between her claws and moaning under her breath.
*Wyvern girl victory sex: milk venum*
Her thighs get a similar treatment, covered in hot [pussyjucies] shooting out around her sodden digits.
*Wyvern girl victory sex: vaginal*
The hillside echoes with your combined ecstasy, carrying on until your prostate [are] emptied into the wyvern's waiting womb, and your head falls forward with fatigue, nestling into the valley of her scaled cleavage.
*Wyvern girl with egg encounter*
Maybe you could help with that? After all, it's always warm back in [Hawekthorne.]
*Berwyn first encounter*
His cloak seems to [flows] around a wide set of hips and plush thighs, while his narrow shoulders and the soft features of his face also lend to a more effeminate appearance.
"Y-yeah! How else ]am supposed] to get better at this summoning stuff?
*Berwyn 2nd encounter*
You stop your companions when the figure [reaching] yelling-distance.
*Berwyn Combat: before recruitment*
As the Summoner succumbs, his concentration drops, and so too [does] his summoned allies.
*Vaush and friends combat*
Vaush pulls a small, silver thurible and a small sack out of his robes. He pours a small amount of sparkling dust from the sack into it and, with a snap of his fingers, lights it, causing a white smoke to [bellow] out.
The Orc Apprentice [pullss] his hand back, a ball of purple miasma forming in the palm.
Confidence wells up in the Orc Amazon, pulling up her attire and letting out both of her breasts. Both of her hands grope and massage the overflowing tits, unable to contain all the astounding [cannalopes] in either hand's grip.
[you [sees] the Orc Amazon's unabashed chestplay in its entirety.]
*victory sex with Vaush and friends: pitch anal*
You plant your wrench-length doggie-dong in his well-lubed crack, feeling his cheeks squeeze down on you in an almost vice-like [matter].
*drinking Vaush encounter: talk: past*
Before that we weren't able to devote everyone to taking them out because our chief didn't think they were worth that much effort, but it was clear that they [were biggest] threat we had at that point."
Just one of them at a time would [have one] thing, but they held together, bashing through our guys like a furry, horned cannonball.
*drinking Vaush encounter: talk: cum*
"So, [what the] deal with..."
*Arona victory sex: bend her over*
Even exposed and in a state of helpless submission, her black slit winks at you as [your] run your hands across her bare behind, glistening with moisture.
*Mercs victory sex: fuck guy: page 1-2*
So many problems with constantly changing tense that I don't know how to explain them all coherently. Someone smarter than me should probably go over it.
All mercs are females in combat
*Foothills campsite: daytime: 3E of Hawkthorn: roomdesc*
The cubbyhole is relatively small but solid, and a flat-topped rock to one side makes for a makeshift seat or low table depending on [one'] circumstances.
*Dog Days Quest Intro*
"Now, there's [a] been a problem of late — it actually started before you came, Soenya, but recent troubles haven't been making it any better, either.
*Cage at westbank camp: Garret*
Making [it back] in upon itself, making it hard to get anywhere.
*cage at westbank camp: bars*
"It's good to have these muscles come in useful for something other
than fighting [sometime]."
*Victory against Hethea after caught breaking open cage*
he might not have managed to actually [punched] out all of the beast's blood, but it certainly isn't for lack of trying.
*Garret enters The Frost Hound after Dog Days completion*
Why, would you have liked to [be] be in my place?
*Refuse to evesdrop on Garret/Garth's first argument*
While [that] it might be tempting to sneak up and listen in, especially given how involved you were in Garret's escape from Westbank, you force yourself back in your seat.
*Gianna: About You*
Gianna’s [the] gargoyle, or a golem... Or something."
*Tamrind: fuck her: intro*
Already by the time you reach the back of the Caravan, you can see [that] the purple-furred and haired cat girl in all of her fully-nude glory.
*Viviane Dream: pussy*
You wake to find yourself tied to a chair in [a] what seems to be a cabin of some sort, lit by only a few small candles throughout.
Above a pink-lipped grin, she [has pair] of brilliant green eyes that seem to stare through you, as though looking into your soul.
With each step, you're treated with the hypnotic swaying of both her wide hips and her bountiful [chests], and you soon find your pale slit growing wet in response.
*Viviane dream: cock*
Almost as soon as she says those final words to you, you feel yourself drift back into [sleep if] lulled by her hypnotic voice.
*Meeting Atugia in the guardroom for the first time*
They bounce gently as she hops over to a pile of slightly cleaner looking [pile of] outfits, drying off her legs one at a time.
*Talking to Atugia in the guard room: Dullahan*
Imagine my surprise when half of the younger guests actually [want] to carry my head around to help relax when I'm off duty.
Once they realized I wasn't some [kind undead] wraith-monster I think they just [want] someone a little more relatable than Carmen to talk to."
*Sex with Atugia: body worship: ass up: fuck her*
How about we get some fresh air?" She asks, tugging you out [or] the room.
I will be adding more in subsequent posts.
I've done each one with a contextual descriptor surrounded by Asterisks, then with the problem section of the sentence in brackets.
char details: Lupine Female, gender pref auto, bear body type, 6:5, large breasts, virgin both holes, 8 inch dog cock in addition to pussy.
*Encounter Ninian: after first time*
Seeing you [makes] Ninian, resident pixie, [to] come to a proper stop.
*combat with Ninian*
Winding up and into the air, Ninian starts flapping [their] wings faster.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Pussy: page 1*
And to your wonderous surprise, his small mouth has found its best use yet; suckling gently on your nerve bud, massaging [resting] your slit's folds with [gently] palm-presses.
A simple lick or a suckle from Ninian is like the most skilled expert finding your nub's sweet spot; Ninian's size factor excels leagues above when it [came] to precision fellating a pussy!
"O-Okay," Ninian speaks with a moment away from your tasty clitty, moving a hand to [your] the center of your pert cunny's folds.
"Now, let's see if I can't use my arm to get you off faster. I mean... if you bigger folk can fist fairies then a pixie like me [should able] to fist your holes without any hard feelings!"
Ninian surprises you just in time; the warmth of magic rolls along your [insides'] walls, Ninian knowingly smiling as he playfully beats your vaginal lining with his [warming,] healer's palm.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Pussy: page 2*
You relent your barrage against his pixie posterior and prick for now, instead [worry] about [jerking off] with long, hearty strokes.
Now Ninian gently nibbles at your clit [and causing] your knees to buckle weakly.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Cock: page 1*
Ferrying your naked pixie companion over to [itand] away from your party, you force Ninian down onto his pinchable little butt and order him to stay still.
Reaching down, you place a finger against his butt and push the twink up against your member so that his lips press [against] flatly against you.
Sliding over the side and underneath it, he rises and pushes it upward and [away the] wooden surface below.
*Victory sex with Ninian: Use Cock: page 2*
It's like a testament to just how skilled at pleasuring a [dick pixie] can be!
You look down at the green markings on his back and openly [grunting] with every pussy tightening clench, your canine shaft aching for sweet release.
*Combat with waylaying Kitsunes: first time*
Their leader is a black-furred prettyboy with a shock of unkempt [hair might've] been fetching if it were cleaned up better, blending in perfectly with the
dull greens and browns of his foreign-looking style of dress.full effect as the two
*Victory against waylaying Kitsunes*
"They sure can make like a tree when they put their minds to it," Cait says, shaking her head [as] the now-still forest.
*Elf Boy Encounter: intro*
[Their] mien changes from one of selfish indulgence to one of surprise when [he] sees you, but only for a split second.
*Elf Boy encounter: Fuck Him*
"Oh, yeah... sure!" he replies somewhat [hesistently].
Your tip soon meets the elf boy's pucker, and you place just a little bit of pressure behind [you] hips, which is enough to slightly part the femmy elf's tailhole.
Grinning at the little display, you pull [you] hips back, and push them forward, repeating that motion again and again until you're fucking this femmy elf
in earnest. make it all the easier
The only thing that's able to break you out of [you] hypnotic state is a whimpering moan from the stranger you're currently fucking and the tightening of his asshole around your canine cock.
The femboy's hips start to buck and [shakes], his cock flexing and twitching as ropes of ivory cum are expelled from his flat dickhead.
Your hips buck jerkily against the elf's own girly sides as you deposit your seed, grinding against his and making him moan just a bit [loader] with each uncontrollable thrust.
[Miracuously], the elf manages to stand upright, planting his back against the tree and facing you with a heaving chest.
Well, you better get back to [you] party and get back to things...
*Wild Elf Bonfire Combat*
Elaril is [down one] knee, in no shape to continue fighting.
*Wolf Pack Combat*
Wolf D lashes out at you with its jaws open, slobbering mouth and terrifying fangs on display [at] it lunges at you, attempting to get its maw around your limbs.
*Alien Abduction encounter intro*
Suddenly, a brilliant light shines through the mist, tearing [it] through it like a beam of sunlight.
*find cackleberries: first time*
The area is filled with bushes covered in nothing but odd [stripped] berries.
*combat with Harpies*
Harpy Thief C starts to spin about, putting her colorful silks and plumage on full display for you. Giving her target a lusty wink, the harpy begins to dance around, wiggling her massive hips and plush behind for you. It's quite the display, and though the lusty harpy leaves herself quite exposed, the effect on you [are] a palpable rush of arousal!
*victory sex with Harpies: Vaginal*
The winged vixen squeals happily as [your] start to pick up the pace, pounding into her gaping egg-hole like a hammer.
*Victory sex with Harpies: Get Licked*
Yet [before] before you can turn around and berate your captive, you feel a firmer, thicker presence pressing against your entrance.
Your eyes roll back in your head in a silent cry of pleasure as the harpy slut slides three fingers into your pure and unspoiled slit all at once, spreading them to give you a good stretching as she [force] them in on a bed of spit-lube.
The slut merely increases her pace, thrusting her tongue deep into your depths and letting [your] ride it and her fingers through the orgasm.
When the final shivers of climax have passed you by, you give the fuck-hungry harpy slut a gentle push with your leg, knocking her on that great big ass long enough for [your] to redress.
*Harpy Wingleader first encounter*
while the multihued feathers are far too large to have come from any common bird, you realize with a start that those [aren't] harpy feathers she's wearing.
*Wyvern girl combat*
The Wyvern Girl is breathing hard, glancing between you and your companions with a darkening flush on her moss-colored scales. Shamelessly, she cups one
of her [E-cups] breasts, pinching the dark blue nipple between her claws and moaning under her breath.
*Wyvern girl victory sex: milk venum*
Her thighs get a similar treatment, covered in hot [pussyjucies] shooting out around her sodden digits.
*Wyvern girl victory sex: vaginal*
The hillside echoes with your combined ecstasy, carrying on until your prostate [are] emptied into the wyvern's waiting womb, and your head falls forward with fatigue, nestling into the valley of her scaled cleavage.
*Wyvern girl with egg encounter*
Maybe you could help with that? After all, it's always warm back in [Hawekthorne.]
*Berwyn first encounter*
His cloak seems to [flows] around a wide set of hips and plush thighs, while his narrow shoulders and the soft features of his face also lend to a more effeminate appearance.
"Y-yeah! How else ]am supposed] to get better at this summoning stuff?
*Berwyn 2nd encounter*
You stop your companions when the figure [reaching] yelling-distance.
*Berwyn Combat: before recruitment*
As the Summoner succumbs, his concentration drops, and so too [does] his summoned allies.
*Vaush and friends combat*
Vaush pulls a small, silver thurible and a small sack out of his robes. He pours a small amount of sparkling dust from the sack into it and, with a snap of his fingers, lights it, causing a white smoke to [bellow] out.
The Orc Apprentice [pullss] his hand back, a ball of purple miasma forming in the palm.
Confidence wells up in the Orc Amazon, pulling up her attire and letting out both of her breasts. Both of her hands grope and massage the overflowing tits, unable to contain all the astounding [cannalopes] in either hand's grip.
[you [sees] the Orc Amazon's unabashed chestplay in its entirety.]
*victory sex with Vaush and friends: pitch anal*
You plant your wrench-length doggie-dong in his well-lubed crack, feeling his cheeks squeeze down on you in an almost vice-like [matter].
*drinking Vaush encounter: talk: past*
Before that we weren't able to devote everyone to taking them out because our chief didn't think they were worth that much effort, but it was clear that they [were biggest] threat we had at that point."
Just one of them at a time would [have one] thing, but they held together, bashing through our guys like a furry, horned cannonball.
*drinking Vaush encounter: talk: cum*
"So, [what the] deal with..."
*Arona victory sex: bend her over*
Even exposed and in a state of helpless submission, her black slit winks at you as [your] run your hands across her bare behind, glistening with moisture.
*Mercs victory sex: fuck guy: page 1-2*
So many problems with constantly changing tense that I don't know how to explain them all coherently. Someone smarter than me should probably go over it.
All mercs are females in combat
*Foothills campsite: daytime: 3E of Hawkthorn: roomdesc*
The cubbyhole is relatively small but solid, and a flat-topped rock to one side makes for a makeshift seat or low table depending on [one'] circumstances.
*Dog Days Quest Intro*
"Now, there's [a] been a problem of late — it actually started before you came, Soenya, but recent troubles haven't been making it any better, either.
*Cage at westbank camp: Garret*
Making [it back] in upon itself, making it hard to get anywhere.
*cage at westbank camp: bars*
"It's good to have these muscles come in useful for something other
than fighting [sometime]."
*Victory against Hethea after caught breaking open cage*
he might not have managed to actually [punched] out all of the beast's blood, but it certainly isn't for lack of trying.
*Garret enters The Frost Hound after Dog Days completion*
Why, would you have liked to [be] be in my place?
*Refuse to evesdrop on Garret/Garth's first argument*
While [that] it might be tempting to sneak up and listen in, especially given how involved you were in Garret's escape from Westbank, you force yourself back in your seat.
*Gianna: About You*
Gianna’s [the] gargoyle, or a golem... Or something."
*Tamrind: fuck her: intro*
Already by the time you reach the back of the Caravan, you can see [that] the purple-furred and haired cat girl in all of her fully-nude glory.
*Viviane Dream: pussy*
You wake to find yourself tied to a chair in [a] what seems to be a cabin of some sort, lit by only a few small candles throughout.
Above a pink-lipped grin, she [has pair] of brilliant green eyes that seem to stare through you, as though looking into your soul.
With each step, you're treated with the hypnotic swaying of both her wide hips and her bountiful [chests], and you soon find your pale slit growing wet in response.
*Viviane dream: cock*
Almost as soon as she says those final words to you, you feel yourself drift back into [sleep if] lulled by her hypnotic voice.
*Meeting Atugia in the guardroom for the first time*
They bounce gently as she hops over to a pile of slightly cleaner looking [pile of] outfits, drying off her legs one at a time.
*Talking to Atugia in the guard room: Dullahan*
Imagine my surprise when half of the younger guests actually [want] to carry my head around to help relax when I'm off duty.
Once they realized I wasn't some [kind undead] wraith-monster I think they just [want] someone a little more relatable than Carmen to talk to."
*Sex with Atugia: body worship: ass up: fuck her*
How about we get some fresh air?" She asks, tugging you out [or] the room.
I will be adding more in subsequent posts.