Smokin' hot encounter

Story by dorcus on SoFurry

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#4 of Euphorian

Another proposed combat encounter for the game Euphorian Tide, everything copyright Switch.


//Random enemy encounter for a girly character with a fiery demeanor

//Scene Intro

{The scent of woodsmoke and wildflowers assails your senses. As you crest a low rise you see a faint cloud of smoke, and at its center you see the figure of a beautiful woman with long black hair. Matchstick-thin, her long limbs are ash-gray and her smoldering red mouth and eyes glow. As your eyes drift downward you see other parts of her naked body glow as well.

It appears she was sitting and eating the branches and flowers of the wilted bush next to her, occasionally letting out a small burp of cloudy smoke. Crunching down the last twig, she rises to her feet and fixes you with a stare best described as predatory. "Do I make you hot, cutie?" she asks, as she slips into a combat stance.

You adjust your stance and prepare for combat!}

//Scene description

{You are confronted by an ashling, and feel her not-quite-boiling body heat roll off of her in waves. With a cruel grin on her face and a literal fire in her belly, she advances toward you menacingly. The tall, beautiful girl may be unarmed, but still looks quite dangerous.}

//Enemy Attack 1

{Using her superior reach, the ashling strikes you with a flurry of light but quick jabs. You block most of the blows but are too distracted to dodge when he comes in from above your guard with a hammerfist. You stumble back, momentarily stunned, as she giggles and tosses her wirey black hair.}

//Enemy Attack 2

{The pale woman leaps forward with a snap kick which you barely block in time. You are then forced to duck under a wild haymaker, and before you finish coming back up she sweeps your feet out from under you with another low kick. You roll back onto your feet, dazed both from the fall and from her blazing speed.}

//Enemy Attack 3

{The cinder-lady leaps backwards a half-meter and inhales deeply. Before you can strike at her lowered guard she leans forward and *coughs* a great cloud of smoke and stinging sparks at you, leaving you slightly singed and coughing a bit yourself. Your eyes water as the ash and smoke try to blind you.}

//Enemy Special attack 1 (If we're doing that)

{The ashling clasps her hands together before her as if in prayer, when she separates them a ball of flame expands between them. She grabs this fireball and pitches it overhand, slamming into you and setting you alight

(character begins taking continuous fire damage for a few rounds)}

//Enemy Special attack 2 (as before)

{The fiery girl drops to all fours in a cat like pose and grins up at you, mouth and eyes glowing brighter than a moment ago. Waves of heat seem to flow through your body from below you, making you feel intensely exhausted. You stumble forward and out of the column of heat, and try to regain your battle-stance.} (-X AP instead of HP)

//Submission

{As the oppressive heat melts your resistance, you fall to your knees before the ashen woman, and she stalks up to claim her prize. She balances on one foot perfectly presenting you with the other and commanding, "kiss it, slave." Fearful of more abuse, you gingerly kiss the top of her foot. She responds with a growl, "No slave, you use your tongue!" You fearfully begin kissing and licking her foot, sucking on her toes and trying to please. The alien, metallic taste of her skin and the furnace-like heat beneath it are strange, you imagine a very large stove might feel like this. Seemingly pleased with your efforts, she places her toes on your forehead and gently but firmly pushes you back, you fall over and lie on your back as she stalks up your body and plants her other foot on your face.

"You look good, all helpless on your back like that," she observes and grinds your cheek into the dirt. The exhausting heat seems to hold you down, yet you shiver under her intimidating presence. She abruptly steps off of your face and coldly orders, "strip."

Still in her power and still hoping your submission will save you from a scalding, you quickly strip off your gear under her disdainful gaze as she stalks around you. As your #shoes come off she wraps an arm firmly around your neck from behind, not quite choking you, and pulls you down, sitting on her lap. The furnace-like heat from her belly is almost, but not quite scalding and you shift uncomfortably in her embrace. Your #clitcock has less concerns of safety or consent and begins perking up at the feel of hot, naked flesh against your own and the small, soft breasts pressed against the back of your head.

"What have we here?" the matchstick-girl says wickedly, grinning as her other hand traces down your naked #skincolor flesh and she circles a finger around your #headbutton. "I guess you like being put in your place, don't you little bitch?" she whispers as she sends tingles of pleasure up your spine and your rebellious nethers warm at her sweltering touch. The smokey scent of the ashling's breath and melting heat of her embrace cause your head to swim as her fingers work lower to tease at your #scrotumlips and stroke up and down your #entrancelength.

You open your eyes, unsure when you closed them, and see wavy distortions of heat in the air before you. Your captor's insistent stroking and rubbing quickly distracts you from this however, as you moan wantonly. Your #pussy is soaked/erection is rock-hard and your erstwhile lover chuckles at your quivering need. Her every touch seems to electrify you and when she leans over and gently bites your earlobe you nearly climax then and there, your moans rising an octave.

"Oh, but we're just getting started my little pet," the cinder whispers as she shifts her arms. One reaches across your chest and pinches and twists at your #nippletype teats while the other reaches behind and begins inexorably pushing into your #wet folds/clenching anus. You squeak with alarm as one, then two fingers slither into your hole and begin probing and searching for that elusive spot. She finds it moments later as a thunderbolt crashes through your sweltering #Canal/rectum and you scream your helpless pleasure to the world at large.

At your screaming orgasm and subsequent submissive squirting, your mistress of the moment bites you once more, this time on the neck, and continues to work her fingers against your #g-spot/p-spot as you ride out the aftershocks of your earth-shaking orgasm. Wiping her hand off on your #hairdescript she pushes you off her lap and her eyes seem to glow brighter as you stare glassily up at her.

"A proper slave would thank their mistress for such pleasure," she says airily, "but I suppose one must make allowances for the weakness of the flesh." She stares down at you imperiously, before kneeling down over you. You feel her rough hair brush against your skin as your vision falters, and your last sensation before darkness claims you is too-hot lips kissing your own with surprising gentleness.

When you awaken, you find your gear and brush the fine dusting of ash off of it (and your body). As you re-equip you think you smell woodsmoke for a moment, but then the moment is gone.}

//Male Domination

{You boot the willowy woman on her backside and she holds up her hands in surrender. Stalking around her smoldering beauty you drink in her lithe form, her tiny, perky tits, her gently-flared hips, and between them her hairless lower lips and the glowing, orange-red slit. The sight of such a tall, twiggy beauty puts a tingle in your undercarriage as you feel your #cockdescript cock start to puff up under your trousers. You remove your #pantsutype, finding them uncomfortable in all this heat anyway, and idly let your penis and #descriptor #lips/sack "breathe" in the open air. Your skin tingles at an idle gust of wind, much more comfortable being freed from its stuffy confinement.

The ashling's eyes stare at your hardening shaft and she licks her lips unconsciously, even as she scoots backward to keep her distance from you. When her rump bumps up against a large rock she stops, looks up from your captivating nethers and meeting your gaze. "I guess I'm at your mercy," she says with trepidation, her voice a mix of nervousness and desire. Your own arousal flares at the sight of her submissive lust and you feel your #cockdescript prick perk up to stare her down.

Taking your tumescence in hand, you languidly stroke yourself to full mast as you close the gap between you. Never breaking your gaze into her backlit eyes, you plant your feet on either side of her skinny thighs and tap your crown against her button nose. Her furnace-hot breath washes over your tool and #moist slit/swelling sack, the heat suffusing into your groin and driving your arousal to even greater heights. She breaks the impromptu staring contest, her eyes dropping and closing as your dominant scent overwhelms her. Her orange-red tongue slips out of her mouth to tentatively lick your length.

With great force of will, you resist the urge to fuck her face right then and there, taking your cock away from her questing mouth even as it tries to engulf you. A gentle *slap* of flesh on flesh shoots her eyes open once more as you slap your dick against her cheek.

"Keep them closed," you growl, and she obediently shuts her eyes as you *slap* your tip against her other cheek. *slap* *slap* *slap* The shooting pleasure of your flesh against hers matched by the jiggle in her cheeks with each gentle strike and the open-mouthed look of panting, submissive need on her face are indescribable. The hot breath on your tool continues to infuse you with desire. You can smell her arousal, and a glance below shows both her hands busily stroking and fingering her sweltering snatch.

One more *slap* for good measure and you grind the underside of your rock-hard member up her face, burying her nose in the join between rod and #cleft/scrotum. She inhales deeply, and her warm, wet tongue darts out one more to lick your #lips/testicles with a long, loving stroke. Pulling back from your smothering position you once again watch her shameless, helpless masturbation before sliding into her open, inviting, and oh-so hot little mouth.

The torchy little damsel moans around her new mouthful of meat, sending pleasurable vibrations through your penis as you finally begin to fuck her face. Her eyes still shut tightly, she sucks and bobs on your manhood. You revel in the velvet sensation of her broiling lips and undulating tongue, grabbing handfuls of her thick black hair and pressing your crown past her tonsils.

You begin fucking her mouth and throat in earnest, her grunts and squeals exciting you and the vice-like pressure sending arcs of pleasure up your spine. The heat between your legs, surely hot enough to burn your skin, seems to magically only drive your lust higher and make your sensations sharper as you drive your shaft repeatedly into the cinder-slut beneath you. The vice-tight throat and still-suckling lips are heavenly as you pound away at her face.

But all good things must come to an end, and you feel the tell-tale #clenching of your pussy/tightening of your testicles that preludes your crashing, screaming orgasm. You pump your liquid lust down her gullet and hear a perturbing hiss of fluid on flame. The ashling girl coughs and falls as you pull out, and the glow in her eyes and mouth dim as she chokes and gasps. You almost feel guilty until you see her body quake with what is clearly neither the first, nor the last powerful orgasm to rock her prone form.

You spend some time making certain she will indeed recover, and gather a sizable deposit of dry grass and twigs to fuel the literal fire in her belly before donning your equipment and continuing your journey.

Receive z/xp/etc.}

//Female domination,

{You boot the willowy woman on her backside and she holds up her hands in surrender. Stalking around her smoldering beauty you drink in her lithe form, her tiny, perky tits, her gently-flared hips, and between them her hairless lower lips and the glowing, orange-red slit. The sight of such a tall, twiggy beauty puts a tingle in your undercarriage as you feel your #pussytype vagina start to puff up under your trousers. You remove your #pantsutype, finding them uncomfortable in all this heat anyway, and idly let your ladyparts "breathe" in the open air. Your skin tingles at an idle gust of wind, much more comfortable being freed from its stuffy confinement.

The ashling's eyes stare at your moistening pussy and she licks her lips unconsciously, even as she scoots backward to keep her distance from you. When her rump bumps up against a large rock she stops, looks up from your captivating nethers and meeting your gaze. "I guess I'm at your mercy," she says with trepidation, her voice a mix of nervousness and desire. Your own arousal flares at the sight of her submissive lust and you feel your #clitdescriptor clitoris begin peeking out of its hood.

Slowly sidling forward, you close the gap between the two of you with an exaggerated sway in your hips. Never breaking your gaze into her backlit eyes, you plant your feet on either side of her skinny thighs and stop with your engorged pleasure buzzer mere centimeters from her button nose. Her furnace-hot breath washes over your moist slit, the heat suffusing into your groin and driving your arousal to even greater heights. She breaks the impromptu staring contest, her eyes dropping and closing as your dominant scent overwhelms her. Her orange-red tongue slips out of her mouth to tentatively lick your outer lips.

With great force of will, you resist the urge to fuck her face right then and there, taking your wet folds away from her questing tongue even as it stretches out to taste you. A sudden intrusion shoots her eyes open once more as you bend down to her level and stick a finger in her mouth.

"Keep them closed, and get to work" you growl, and she obediently shuts her eyes and begins demurely sucking on first one finger, then a second. The heat of her mouth as she nurses and slurps on your #skincolor digits seems like it should burn you, yet all you feel is a comforting warmth. The insistent, needy suckling on your fingers and look of panting, submissive need on her face is indescribable. You smell her arousal, and a glance below shows both her hands busily stroking and fingering her sweltering snatch.

Rising again, and putting one foot on the rock behind her, you pull your fingers out of her suckling mouth and grind your dripping-wet snatch against her face, burying her nose in your taint. She inhales deeply, and her warm, wet tongue darts out once more to lick your underside with a long, loving stroke. Pulling back from your smothering position you once again watch her shameless, helpless masturbation for a moment before inexorably pressing your vagina against her panting, ready, and oh-so hot little mouth.

The torchy little damsel moans into your cooch, sending pleasurable vibrations through your nethers as you finally allow her to tongue your tasty folds. Her eyes still shut tightly, she licks and probes at your womanhood. You revel in the velvet sensation of her broiling lips and undulating tongue, grabbing handfuls of her thick black hair and pressing her deeper into your cunt.

You begin grinding against her face in earnest, her grunts and squeals exciting you and the vice-like pressure sending arcs of pleasure up your spine. The heat between your legs, surely hot enough to burn your skin, seems to magically only drive your lust higher and make your sensations sharper as the cinder-slut desperately licks and laps beneath you. Her broiling tongue sending electric shocks through your body with each swipe.

But all good things must come to an end, and you feel the tell-tale #clenching of your pussy that preludes your crashing, screaming orgasm. You squirt your liquid ardor into her gullet and hear a perturbing hiss of fluid on flame. The ashling girl coughs and falls as you pull out, and the glow in her eyes and mouth dim as she chokes and gasps. You almost feel guilty until you see her body quake with what is clearly neither the first, nor the last powerful orgasm to rock her prone form.

You spend some time making certain she will indeed recover, and gather a sizable deposit of dry grass and twigs to fuel the literal fire in her belly before donning your equipment and continuing your journey.

Receive z/xp/etc.}