Mansion In The Woods: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure 1
Quite a few ties in the voting but that is to be expected this early on. As you might have noticed I have created a new stat sheet for our girls and monsters as well as posted the current rules. They will change over time to improve the game. On a side note I love how this is growing. When from just two voters to ten in under a week and it looks like we are still growing. As always feel free to point out any spelling errors that I may have made so I can fix them and I can further improve my writing skills.
Mansion in the Woods: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure
Chapter 1: Exploring the Mansion
By: The Star Warrior
Assignments
Explore the Attic
Sierra
Explore the Library
Vihm Gaid
Find a way though the locked door
Thirrin
Explore Living room
Morgana
Explore Master bedroom:
Louis
Palla
Explore Up Stairs
Kitarl
Cream
Explore Down Stairs
Sara
Explore Dining Room
Dusty
Vote Tallies
(Dice will brake ties.)
Explore the Attic
Sierra 1
Explore Library
Vihm Gaid 1
Find a way through locked door
Thirrin 1
Palla 1
Explore Living Room
Morgana 2
Explore Master bedroom:
Louis 1
Sara 1
Dusty 1
Morgana 1
Palla 1
Explore Dining Room
Dusty 2
Sara 1
Kitarl 1
Explore Up Stairs
Kitarl 3
Cream 2
Palla 1
Down Stairs Further
Sara 1
Monsters
Dominatrix:
Stalking: Kitarl
Living Latex:
Stalking: Cream
Entry 1
Morgana made her way into the living room and sat down next to the warm fire to try and dry herself off. She then pulled out a mirror and looked at her painted white face to see how her makeup faired from the rain. The white face paint seemed to still be intact aside from a few runs that could visibly be seen around her neck however her black eyeliner was starting to run down the sides her cheeks making it look like she was crying black tears. She groaned in annoyance then closed the mirror with a light clack. "I'm going to kill that girl," she growled cursing Dusty for not only getting her lost but now ruining her makeup. As soon as she was dry she would have to find a rest room or mirror to clean herself up.
As she put away her mirror she took notice of a large painting over the fire place. The panting was of a tall, strong, and beautiful gothic raccoon woman dressed in a long, black dress. The woman had dark brown fur, long raven black hair, part of witch covered the right side of her face, and a single piercing green eye, the other hidden behind her dark hair. Morgana smiled at the panting as she admired the gothic beauty. "At least the owner has good taste in women," she said to herself now taking notice of the man standing next to the raccoon woman.
Next to the woman in the panting was a handsome young bovine with golden blond hair and handsome blue eyes. He was dressed in a fine suit and tie and was cradling the dark furred raccoon woman in his arms. "Must be the couple that live here," she thought to herself, though she couldn't help but think that she saw the bovine somewhere before, or at least someone that looked like him. He was quite slender, almost feminine in a way, but still had some visible muscle to him. Despite him being a bovine he seemed to lack horns, something that was typical with bulls, and his long pointed ears looked more like they should belong to an elf than a bovine. He wasn't completely white as the tips of his ears had black on them and seeing that he was covered it was probably safe to assume that the rest of his body had a few black spots.
As she looked over the bovines face Morgana cringed a little at the cheerful smile, the kind that said he was a perfect angel. She was never really into those types of men. Turning back to the woman she did seem quite happy to be in his arms, despite the fact that they were probably polar opposite of each other. An angel and a Goth as it were. "Well as long as he pleases you," said Morgana as she tried to relax, "Who am I to judge." As Morgana rested on the couch she noticed one of the girls making her way to the room next door.
The girl was Vihm or Vimy to her friends. She was a lovely light blue fox with white spots on her thighs, a white ring around her lower arms, white fingers and toes, and lovely violet eyes.
"Hey Vimy," Morgana called out to her, "Aren't you going to dry off first?"
Vimy turned to her and gave her a friendly smile, "Rain water doesn't bother me."
"What about a head cold?" Morgana replied.
"I'll dry off later," said Vimy, "But first." Vimy then opened the door to the next room and her eyes lit up once she realized that she had just found a massive library.
Morgana chuckled when she saw the girl's reaction, "You didn't just have an orgasm did you, Vimy?"
"Oh I'm getting there," she giggled playfully as she entered the room leaving Morgana behind.
Morgana called out to her before she disappeared, "Hey if you find any smokes send them my way!"
Vimy just loved books and finding that this house had its own library made the girl want too clam this place as her new home. The library was massive with book filled shelves starching all the way up to the second floor. There was no way the blue vixen could read through them all within her life time.
She went to the first book self and started to skim through them. Almost every famous title was here and even some books she had never even heard of before. Most of the ones on the first shelf appeared to be adventure novels most of witch told or retold stories from old myths such as Jason and the Argonauts, Hercules, and the Odyssey. Vimy believed that one of the best ways to get to know a person was by looking at their bookshelf. Whoever lived here must have been quite the adventure or at least wanted to be one himself.
As she moved from one self to the next, she found about the same type of book as before suggesting that the own mostly like old legends and stories ranging from ether the ancient times to the medieval era. She even found that one of the book stands was a model of a dragon holding up the stack of books by its cover, preventing them from falling over. However as she moved deeper into the room she came across a completely different group of books entirely.
Suddenly she was out of the realm of myths and adventures and into that of gothic horror, some of witch as she skimmed through turned out to be very raunchy. There must have been two people that lived here, one that was a bit more dark and perverse than the other. Aside from the typical Dracula style story, most of which were about young men or women wondering into a strange abandoned house only to find themselves as the slaves of a mistress, strictly a mistress.
[Chance of finding something 1 to 100, 50 to win]
[Role 66 Win]
Vimy decided to try to skim through one more book on the gothic bookshelf, one titled The Dark Raccoon. As she pulled on the book Vimy heard a light click. Suddenly, like something out of a mystery novel the book shelf spun around causing the poor girl to squeak as she was rotated into another room. After she regained her barring she found that she was in some form of office.
The office had a large stylized wooden desk. On the desk was what appeared to be a photo of the owner and his wife, a tall and handsome young bovine and a lovely dark furred raccoon woman, probably what the book was referring to and probably who stalked that shelf. Also on the desk was a statue of a nude woman posing almost erotically on a rock, a box full of cigars, but what caught her attention the most was the intercom. Her eyes light up when she realized that she had found the other end of the com they were speaking into. She could try to speak into it and see what happens or maybe she should find one of the other girls and tell them what she found, maybe even take the cigars with her. Morgana did mention that she wanted to know if she found any.
Meanwhile Kitarl and a tan and orange bunny girl named Cream decided to explore the upstairs bed rooms to see if they could find any dry clothes. "Alright, you search the dresser and closet for anything that can replace what we have," said Kitarl to the rabbit, "I'll check the restrooms and see if there are any towels."
"What if I don't find anything?" Cream replied. Cream was a lovely tan rabbit girl, with orange rings around her lovely brown eyes, orange tips on her long ears, and long orange hair that she kept tired in a ponytail. Part of the front of her hair barley covered her right eye.
"Well there is a fire place down stairs," Kitarl continued, "I guess we just have to sit around it in our underwear until the fire dry's our clothes.
Cream blushed at her innocently witch made Kitarl giggle. "Don't worry sweaty," said the Renamon, "We're all girls here, it's nothing we haven't seen before. Besides, I'll protect you if any perverts show up."
This seemed to relax Cream a little as she giggled and turned to the dressers.
[Monster is Stalking Cream.]
Cream: [Dice 1 to 100, is not alone -10, 40 to win]
[Dice role 32 Lose]
Kitarl made her way into the restroom and searched the closets for towels. Much to her relief she found large number of white towels sitting on one of the shelves. "Good," she thought to herself, "This should calm Cream down. She has always been a shy one. Being around mostly nude girls would probably be to much for her. Now let's test the shower." Kitarl removed her clothes raveling her curvy, dark body and twitching limp canine member. She then turned on the water and waited for it to heat up. After hiking around in the woods for the past few hours, longer than she expected after Dusty promptly had gotten them lost in the wood, some warm water brushing over her tender body would do her a world of good.
Meanwhile Cream was still looking through the dressers and closets as she tried to find some clothes but no matter how hard she looked she couldn't find anything, not even a pair of socks. Cream sighed in dismay, "Maybe these are the guest rooms." After closing another dressed draw she deiced to check the closet one last time to see if she missed anything on her fifth search. She really didn't like the idea of sitting around in her underwear, even if there were only girls present. What if one of them turned out to be a lesbian? A perverted lesbian?! She had to find something to cover herself in one of these rooms.
Again she searched the closet and again she couldn't seem to find anything. She was about to give up when, as she was feeling around the top self she felt something smooth and leathery. She grabbed the object, pulled it off of the shelf, and then held it out in front of her. When she realized what it was she blushed and giggled.
What she had just found was a black leather cat suit, like one a biker would wear. It looked like it was meant to hug the very curves of her body so it would give the rider les friction as they drove down the road, but it would also work to make a certain boy's eyes pop out of their sockets. Back home there was a handsome fox boy that Cream had a huge crush on, but was too shy to talk to him and she had to compete with at least five other girls that liked him, two of which he was dating. If she wanted the boy was to notice her then this cat suit might at least help. Still it was incredibly skimpy and the shy girl wasn't sure if she hand the nerve to put it on.
[Living Latex is active]
Cream took a quick look around the room to see if anyone was watching and after hearing the shower running she felt that she would at least have enough time to try it on before Kitarl was done with her shower. Cream stripped out of her wet clothes and slowly exposed her nude body to the nice cool air, her tender C cup breasts lightly bouncing as she removed her damp bra. She would have worn her underwear along with the suit but like the rest of her cloths they were wet and she knew that leather and water didn't mix. Afterword's she started to slide her feet into the jumpsuit. As she pulled it up her slender legs she shivered lightly as the leather seemed to tickle her skin. As she started to slide her arms through the sleeves and the leather started to form around her upper body it almost felt like it was fondling her. Finally she zipped up the zipper and made her way over to a tall mirrior in the corner of the room to see how she looked
She blushed a little at the sight of her curvy body in an outfit that left little to the imagination. "I, guess this is good enough to impress Tails," she said timidly as she looked over her curves, still she was afraid that it wasn't enough. She thought about another woman she knew that liked to wear outfits like this. She always kept her top open so that the boys could see her cleavage. Cream gulped a little as she slowly unzipped the suit until her cleave could be seen. She had to admit she looked very sexy thou still very shy. "Would Tails even go for shy and sexy girl's?" she wondered to herself. To try to make herself look a bit more alluring she lightly brushed her hands down her sides and slowly swayed her hips, something else she saw girls do to grab a boy's attention. As she did so it felt like the suit was fondling her.
The suit felt very strange on her body, almost like it was trying to crease and tease her. At first she thought it was because she wasn't wearing any underwear but as time went on the feeling starts to get more and more intense. Eventually the bunny girl felt that she had enough and reached down for her zipper to take off the suit. However as she grabbed for the zipper she was shocked to find that it was gone. "W-What going Aah!" She gasped as she felt something tug at one of her nipples. The tug made her face jump back up to the mirror. As she looked at her reflection her eyes grew wide when she noticed that her breasts were moving on their own. She was about to scream when suddenly the suit shot up to her face and covered her mouth. It then started to completely envelop her, covering all but her nose and ears.
Cream tried to pull it off but she found that her arms were being pulled back behind her back by the suit. Once they were behind her back the suit linked her arms together in one large and tight sleeve. Her legs were next as the black goo merged together around them, forcing the squealing girl's feet together. She thrashed about and screamed as best she could but between the latex gag around her mouth and the running water of Kitarl's shower, her screams fell on death ears.
As she tried to break free, Cream slipped and fell back. Not ready to give up the squealing girl continued to struggled, even going as far as to bang against the wall to grab someone's attention, but dispite her efforts Kitarl still couldn't hear her through the running water. Suddenly felt something pushing its way inside of her virgin sex. "Is this thing trying to rape me!" she thought. As she thought this she heard another voice inside her head, one that sounded like hers but sure didn't take like this.
"Oh my! This thing is about to fuck me!" said an erotic version of herself. Squealing Cream started to fight back against the voice thrashing about to try to break free.
"No no!" Cream seemed in her head, "I can't let this thing take me! I need to save myself for Tails!"
Once again the voice spoke, "Then again if it break me, it would show Tails that I'm not just a simple novice and that I know how to please a man."
Cream struggled and moaned as the latex dildo slid deeper and deeper into her sex. One part of her mind was telling it to stop but the other wanted it to continue, it even sounded like she was trying to convince herself that this would be good for her. Deeper and deeper it went until it was brushing up against her virgin walls. She began to cry as she was afraid that it was about to take her virginity when suddenly it started to pull back. At first she thought that it was going to pull out, that maybe it was going to let her go, only to have those hopes dashed as the latex dildo shoved itself back into her, stopping just short of her virginity, making her moan on in a mix of lust and fear.
As the dildo continued to buck into her but not braking her, Cream squealed and squirmed on the floor. She was mentally begging it to stop and pull out while the other voice, sounding just as frantic as she was begging it to stop taunting her and take her virginity. After a while Cream was having a hard time trying to find out which voice was really hers. They were both crying for the monster to stop but she couldn't find out what she wanted it to stop. Did she want it to stop fucking her or did she want it to stop teasing her. She was resisting less and less but still squirmed quite a bit, more so out of the sensation that the monster was fucking her than an attempt to get away. As she moaned out in a confused lustful state, the monster took advantage of her open mouth and pushed a large latex dildo into her mouth.
Her eyes went wide and as the dildo slid inside her mouth. "What is it doing?!"
"M-maybe, it's trying to teach me how to better place a man," said the other voice, "That why when Tails and me finally get together I can show him the time of his life!"
Again Cream was having a hard time trying to decide which voice was really hers or if they were both hers and that she was just confused. She had had these thoughts before though. She had a slight fear that when she finally ended up in bed with Tail's that he would be disappointed with how inexperienced she was, and this monster did seem to be trying to coach her as every time the dildo went inside her the monster tried to buck her hips against it. Maybe she should just let it teach her and see what happen. No sooner as she though this the dildo in her sex pushed its way past her virgin wall. She squealed out in delight as the monster finally stopped teasing her and was now going to have its way with her.
"Oh god!" she moaned mentally, "It's inside me! It feels so good inside me!"
By now the voice of the shy and innocent Cream had all but faded away and was replace by the Cream that was really enjoying this, though even now though her mind continued to change. As she bucked her hips along with the monster's forced bucks she was thinking that if she was having this much fun with the monster imagine how much fun it would be once Tails was doing this to her. As it fucked her mouth and sex faster and harder, she felt another dildo sliding into her ass. She let out a muffled squeal at first as the dildo slid inside her cute butt, but as it was settled inside her she started let out more muffled moans.
"This can't just be teaching me how to please Tails," she thought, "It's fucking ever hole and fondling every part of me. Like a large group of men was having their way with me. Would it really turn Tails on that mush if he and his friend were fucking me s-s-senseless?!" No sooner as she thought about a large group of men fucking her she came hard onto the dildo. The dildo seemed to do the same, shooting some form of goop into her sex, ass and mouth. "Did I really just cum from thinking about a large group of men having their way with me?" she thought to herself.
Just as she thought it was over the monster started to fuck her again while sending fondles all over her tender body. "I...I really did just cum to the thought of being the center of an orgy." Cream giggled, "Oh my, I'm such a slut."
As time passed the dildos continued to fuck her making her cum once, twice, five times. It just didn't seem to be an end to it. She wanted more, she wanted to try more. Why didn't anyone tell her that being fucked like a slut would feel so good? She didn't want it to end.
[Cream escape chance 1 to 100, Latex monster buff +20, is not alone -10, 60 to escape]
[Dice 72 Win, Latex monster side effect, no will power role and instantly becomes corrupt.]
As the black goo fucked the moaning bunny girl she could feel her mind starting to go. "Wait, WHAT IS THIS THING DOING?!" Realizing that it was trying to dumb her down, the young bunny girl used the last of her strength to rip the monster off of her. The monster was taken completely off guard by this as the young bunny ripped herself out of the tendrils and bolted towards the door. She then slammed the door behind her locking the latex monster inside.
[Latex Monster is now trapped]
Panting heavily Cream made her way towards the next room and closed the door behind her. She then staggered over to one of the beds and collapsed onto the covers. Completely drained, Cream closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.
[Cream is now Passed Out]
[Dominatrix is stalking Kitarl, 1 to 100, Not Alone -10, needs over 40 to win]
[Role 89, Win!]
As Kitarl washed herself in the nice warm shower an emerald green eye watched her through the crack of the bath room door, eyeing the lovely young black furred herm as she ran her hands over her soft and huggable curves. As the water ran over the girl's body the sound of Cream's muffled squirms could be heard from the other room. The eye twitched a little as it glanced at the door where the Latex monster was ravaging the young Cream then turned back to the digimon to see if she would react. The Renamon didn't seem to notice as she was a little too focused on washing her fur. If she only knew what happening just in the next room, that her friend was not only being treated to the time of her life but was slowly losing her mind.
Slowly the door the eye was hiding behind began to open. The figure was about to step inside when she was interrupted by the slamming of the door in the next room as Cream escape the latex monster. This was enough to grab Kitarl's attention as she quickly turned off the water and steeped out of the shower.
As Kitarl quickly dried herself off she took a quick glance at the door where the eye was watching her. Strange it felt like someone was watching her. After wrapping the towel around her body she opened the door and looked inside. Aside from the connecting bed room it looked empty. Closing the door behind her she when to the room where Cream was and looked inside. Much to her surprised the bunny girl wasn't there although the bed seemed to have been pushed aside a bit.
"Cream?" she called out with a little concern. She then stepped into the bedroom and opened the door leading into the hall. "Cream?" she called out again as she looked down the hallway. She then stepped out and started her search for her friend.
[Kitarl leaves the door open, Latex Monster is no longer trapped, the Dominatrix probably would have let it out anyway. :3]
[Kitarl finds Cream, 1 to 100, over 50 to win.]
[Role 91, Win!]
Kitarl waked into one of the bedroom and found Cream passed out on the bed, wearing nothing but her fur. At first she was a little confused as to why the shy Cream was onto of the sheets in the nude, when she noticed that she was panting and that there was a bit of blood between her legs. Gasping when she realized that her friend might have been raped she rushed over to the girl and tried to wake her.
Cream stired a bit from Kitarl shaking her but quickly passed out as she was too tired to stay awake.
Sierra, was a thirty year old dark brown mare with a red mane, a stub of a tail, white hands and feet, brown eyes, and a lovely strong and curvy body. She was supposed to chaperon the group of girls but once they got lost in the woods she quickly lost control. Things seemed to only get worse as they hunkered down in the strange mansion, almost every girl in her group went off to explore. Deciding that everything should be fine as long as they didn't break anything, she went off to explore herself.
She went upstairs and started to look through the bed rooms. Not much of interest other than the incredibly soft looking beds. She noticed Cream and Kitarl also looking though the rooms for clothes so she didn't spent that much time exploring the rooms for cloths seeing that the other girl's had it covered.
It was then she came across a door on the ceiling, the kind you typically led to the attic. Letting curiosity get the best of her she opened the door and pulled down the latter. As she climbed up the latter she was met with the scent of not dust but honey. Strange.
Once she was upstairs she started to look around. She could hear the storm a bit more clearly now with the attic being slightly less insulated. With the dust and old panties that looked like they were watching her, this part of the house sent a notable chill up her spine.
Suddenly as the lighting struck she saw the brief shadow of what looked like a man hanging by his neck. Quickly she turned around expecting to see a dead body but as the lightning struck again it reviled...an old dusty Luigi toy hanging by a string. A child must have put it there as some kind of joke or maybe one of her own girls.
As she looked through the attic, in search of anything useful she noticed a light golden glow in between a group of boxes. After she pushed some of the boxes away she found a jar full of honey. Unlike the rest of the stuff in the attic the jar didn't have a speck of dust on it. It must have been put up here recently. The honey looked very sweet and appetizing and despite it being inside a jar she could still smell it through the lid. Sierra was beginning to debate if she should try some or not, surly the own wouldn't mind if she took a lick.
While the other girls explored the house, a half elf girl named Thirri decided to take a crack at the locked door. Thirri was a tall strong elven woman with sunset orange skin, exotically long flaming red and yellow hair, and deep golden eyes. She had always had a knack for picking locks and getting into places where she didn't belong. One time she even slipped into the principal's office back in high school and placed a tack on his chare after he gave her detention for a week. He never did find out how the tack got there.
"Alright lest see what you have inside," she said cheerfully to herself as she examined the door.
[Roll 1 to 100, lock pick artist -10, 40 and over is a win.]
[Roll 71, Win!]
Thirri knelt down in front of the door way and pulled out a couple of lock picks, sliding one into the lower part of the key hole so she could turn the lock and hooking the other in the top so she can pick the tumblers inside. She then placed her keen elfish ears against the door and listened for clicking. It took her a few seconds but soon she heard a light click and then the door swung open. Smirking, the girl entered the room. As expected there was a stairway leading to the basement.
From the top of the stairs she noticed a light reddish glow illuminating the lower floor. Once she reached the bottom of the stairs she found that the glow was coming from some dimly lit red furniture and the red carpeted floor, though it was still too dark for her to make out any details. "Fetish for red I see," said the she elf as she started to brush her hand against the wall in search of a light switch. Her search didn't take long as she heard a light click after brushing her hand over a trigger. She was blinded a bit by the light, squinting a bit to give her eyes time to adjust. However after she adjusted to the new light and could now see the details of the basement the elf girl let out a shocked gasp.
She had just walked into what looked like a kinky torture chamber. The room was filled with red bondage tables, a few X's were on the walls and rope and pulleys hung from the ceiling. Whips, paddles, and dildos of all shapes and sizes hung from shelves on the walls and several leather outfits with boob holes adorned a group of manikins, twenty three in all, one looked like it was just her size.
"Okay, fetish was a poor choice of words," she said in a panic but before she could leave, Thirrin heard the sound of the door slamming shut behind her. Panic stricken she ran up the stairs and tried to open the door, it was locked. Normally this wouldn't be a problem for her but as she looked at the doorknob to see if she could pick the lock it she found that there was no key hole on her end. She was trapped.
Palla and a green skunk girl named Louis decided to check the master bedroom for clothes and towels to dry off their fathers and fur. As Louis looked though the dressers and closets for clothes, Palla searched the bathroom for towels.
Louis was not only green but she was strictly green, even the strips on her body were green all be it they were different tints. The stripe that ran from her face to the crotch was a lighter shade of green while the one that ran from her pigtailed hair to the tip of her tail was a darker shade. The only part of her that wasn't green was her eyes, which was a bright flaming red.
Louis went through every draw and every cabinet but despise her search she couldn't find any spare clothes. "Who is this guy a nudist!" she cried out.
"I take it you can't find anything," said Palla from the bathroom.
"Not even a nightie," Louis replied, "What about you?"
"Oh yeah, plenty of towels," Palla called out, "Just no bath robes. Guess we just have to where these until our clothes dry."
Louis made her way into the bathroom where Palla was taking out some of the towels. As Louis watched her the skunk girl smirked as she eyed her curves. "Oh I won't complain," said the skunk girl at the thought of seeing the parrot's curvy body in nothing but a towel.
Palla noticed her eyeing her and giggle softly. Palla wasn't gay herself but wasn't going to turn down someone complimenting her body. "I guess next we should see about getting a shower, wash all the rain water out of our fathers...or fur in your case."
Louis giggled then turned to the warm looking bath with flower peddles floating on top. "Well there's is bath already draw. And it looks warm and inviting too." she said flirting with Palla some more, "and it's big enough for two."
Palla giggled a bit more before saying, "Just means more room for you then."
Louis smirked at Palla, "Can't blame a lesbian for trying." It was then Louis noticed the bucket of ice and wine next to the bath. "Oh there's one in here too!" she said cheerfully as she made her way over to the wine bottle and pored herself a glass. "You want some Palla?"
Sara decided to explore the down stairs, namely the kitchen area witch was still relatively unexplored. Inside was what you would expect from any kitchen and then some with cooking utensils hanging from the ceiling, a commercial grade stove, washing machine, and fridge. It was large enough to hold several people, probably for all the chefs they had on staff, and it even had its own loder. However as Sara tried to open the door to the loder she found that it was locked. "Strange," she thought, "Who would lock a food closet."
[Find a way into the larder, 1 to 100, over 50 to win.]
[Role 49, Lose!]
Sara searched the kitchen for a key to the loder but no matter how hard she looked she couldn't find one. Frustrated she sat down at the nearby table and though about what to do next. "Hmm, I guess I could try to find Thirrin, she might know how to get through."
While the other girls explore the rest of the house, Dusty felt the need to deal with the uncontrollable growling in her stomach. Someone left a lot of food at the table and she wasn't about to let it go to waist, especially after eating nothing but trail mix for the past twenty four hours.
She grabbed a plate and started to fill it, grabbing a nice big chicken leg along with several side dishes, and a large bowl of chocolate pudding. Once she was ready she sat down and took a big bite out of the leg.
"Bloody hell this is good," she said in an almost aroused moan.
She ate and ate until she was practically licking the plate clean. After cleaning off her face the young hybrid leaned back into her chair and relaxed placing her hand over her slightly bulging belly satisfied with herself and the meal she had just eaten. She was feeling all warm and tingly after such a good meal and was considering going back for seconds, seeing that no one else was eating, when she realized that the warm and tingly feeling was turning into a hot and tingly feeling, namely between her legs.
[Dusty is now Extremely Aroused.]
Panting heavily Dusty felt like an army of ants was crawling under her skin. Lost in her lust she leaned back into her chair and started to grope at one of her breast. As she touched her mound under the wet fabric of her top it felt like those little ants were dancing under her tender flesh. She let out a heavily aroused gasp and arched her back into the chair. "W-what the blazes...i-is going on?!" She panted hotly.
Realizing that she needed to relive herself she rushed to the closest privet place she could find, thinking that the kitchen would be a good place to hide, and then she started to take off her clothes like they were on fire. She then sat down in a corner and started to fondle her breasts with her right hand and finger her sex with her left. "Oh god!" she squealed, "What's happening to me!?"
Of course the kitchen wasn't actually empty, Sara was still there sitting at the table when she noticed Dusty bolt in, panting like a dog, and striping off every inch of her clothes. Sara's jaw dropped as she watched her friend, not really sure of what to say to this, only to realize by Dusty's squeals that there was something wrong.
"Dusty?!" Sara gasped when her friend started to strip.
Once Dusty realized that she wasn't alone she covered her breasts and hips with her hands to hide herself, though it didn't seem to help the situation as just holding her breasts sent aroused termers throughout her body. "M-my...my body...s-so...h-hot!" she tried to exclaim.
Sara blushed and gulped as she approached her with a worried look on her face. "Dusty, what happened?"
"I-I don't know!" she panted, "I...I was...aaah!...e-e-eating when...OH!...I CAN'T TAKE IT!!!"
"Wait, you ate the food!?" Sara gasped, "What if it was..." It was then Sara realized what was going on, "Oh my god they drugged the food! How much did you eat!?"
Dusty could only moan and pant in response. Sara roiled her eyes as the incredibly aroused girl gave the bunny girl, her answer. "Dusty, how many times have I told you not to pig out."
"I...I burn it off..." Dusty panted.
"Yeah well...now it's burning you off," said Sara trying to be ironic.
Dusty moaned in response, "Do...s-something!"
Choices
Feel free to suggest possible alternatives not contained within the following choices.
Morgana can hear some strange noises coming from the kitchen and Vimy has been gone for some time. Should she see what's going on or checkup Vimy?
Vimy is in a hidden office and has found the other end of the intercom from the gate. There are also some cigars. Should she try the intercom or take the cigars back to Morgana.
Kitarl had just found Cream after the bunny girl was attacked by one of the monsters. Knowing that whoever did this is probably still nearby she could try to lock themselves in the room or take Cream down stairs into the living room where the other girls might be located. Note that if they say upstairs the monster will have a better chance at catching them if they chose to stalk them or the other two girls in the nearby master bedroom. Also going down stairs could draw the monster down stairs where some of the other girls are.
Sierra has found some honey in a jar. Should she try it, keep it for later, or leave it be? Also should her head down stairs to check on the girls or keep exploring the attic?
Thirril is trapped behind the locked door with no way out. Should she call for help or explore the basement and try to find a way out that way?
Palla and Louis are in the master bathroom where they found a bottle of wine. Louis wants to drink the wine. Should Palla join her, let her drink alone, or try to convince her not to drink?
Sara has found Dusty after she has been drugged and is now so aroused that it hurts. Should Sara give Dusty some alone time witch will make her venerable to monsters, help her out herself witch will risk giving Sara the Bi Courses trait, or find help witch will leave Dusty alone for a short time. Note that if Dusty is left alone the monsters attack will succeed if one choses to stalk her.
Other
Ten girls in less than a week probably some of the more creative monsters I have ever seen, very nice. We still have room for thirteen more girls and feel free to add in more monsters. As before you can add in one girl per chapter but you can keep the monsters coming until I feel that we have too many. Another quick note when you suggest new girls. Feel free to give them a starting point in the house. The only place that is off limits at the moment is outside. Basement you have to try to get through the locked door or find one of the other passages leading into it.