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[MF] Fates Chapter 12: The Cave Of The Horse

The young couple marvelled at the grand carriage that stood before them. It was a deep brown with smooth gold decor that twisted and spun in elegant patterns across the sides and upon its beautifully crafted roof. Emerging from the gold was a statue of painted gold wood; a woman, naked from the chest down with only a thin wrapping of silk to cover her assets. Trysh’alia clutched onto Aro softly, acting on instinct to envelop his firm arm within her 36L cleavage from her semi-transparent white tunic that could barely contain her Elven curves. She pouted her soft, full lips, and cocked one of her black eyebrows.

“Our transportation is rather… Grand, for such a simple job, no?”

Aro snorted, tugging her forward tenderly toward the steps of the carriage. Clearly, the bleach blonde haired Elf was not in the know of Baroness Tibblers extravagancies. Upon the driver’s seat sat a boy no younger than eighteen, clutching the reins of four bulky black horses which softly minded their own businesses, waiting for their journey to start. The boy turned his head to gaze upon Trysh, curling his grin higher and higher the more of her he regarded. The Elf noticed his erotic look, and teased with a small smile and a wink. It was an act that made the boy blush as red as a tomato, and curl one leg over his knee to hide the growing bulge. Read more »

[MF] Fates Chapter 11: Queen of Cucks (XXX)

“What does she mean by Babe, *Babe*?” Trysh shifted herself gracefully away from Aro’s soft grasp. As she did a small sinking feeling wafted through her, like it had become a discomfort that he was not touching her. Crossing her arms under her perky chest she sassily and wiggled her head, jingling her many earrings as she did. Aro smiled nervously, darting his hazel eyed gaze to the silver haired maid and back to Trysh’alia.

A pout formed on the blonde’s full lips, barely even noticing the maid giggling cutely. “I can answer if he won’t…” the maid said finally. Swaying her hips in an elf like fashion toward Aro she wrapped her arms around his and pulled it between her deep cleavage. “Aro is my ex-boyfriend. I was his first real girlfriend if you can believe it. My name is Sarri’ah…Or Saria if you prefer the human way of saying it.” Read more »

[MF] Fates Chapter 10: The Merc Life

Aro was awakened suddenly by metallic clangs upon the doors of the sex stinking room. He groaned, rubbing his eyes with the hand that wasn’t wrapped around the sleeping shoulders of the bleach blonde elf that blissfully slept on his chest, cuddling up to him tightly with one stocking coated leg hiked over his naked body to hold him like a teddy bear. It was a nice thing to feel, especially since her sizeable bust pressed up against him harder than they ever had before.

The knocks on the door sounded again, and this time it forced Aro out of bed. It was difficult not to wake his woman, but with a roll outward and a quick move to replace his body with that of the pillow he rested on during the night, he was free. Trysh’alia cooed, and cuddled the pillow firmly, tuning her body to the side and burying her face into the comfortable sack of feathers. Groggily, Aro slipped the sheets from the bed and wrapped it around his waist and hairy body; it left the sleeping elf without covers, which meant her toned back muscles and fat ass exposed themselves toward the door. The same door which now a haphazardly clothed Aro opened with a disgruntled sigh. Read more »

[MF] Fates Chapter 9: Training Trysh (XXX)

A charismatic smirk came across Aro’s face as he stepped back into The Slutty Siren at sundown. The brothel had only become more vibrant with people with the passing of the time. The sleazier men were drunk, and groping any scantily clothed girl who came their way. Most had a woman on his knee, or the male escorts held the female patrons on their laps.

The similarity to the Ripper head base was astounding, yet here the lewdity was tame, and escorts were enjoying themselves, rather than being enjoyed whilst under a love potions influence. In Aro’s hands were a small sack of supplies, and in the other, a thin wide box of varnished red wood with a small note attached to the top. He held it tighter than the sack as he made his way through the lobby. Read more »

[FF] Fates Chapter 08: The Challenge (XXX)

Trysh’alia, the bleach blonde Elf that sat with her assets exposed to her new friend had little experience with kisses. The difference between an angelic goddess, a human she loved with a bearded face and this red headed elf astounded her underneath the mind melting electric shocks that passed over her sensitive body. For one, Juliette’s lips were all pouty and soft, and face silky smooth. Aro was equally electric, but for vastly different reasons. His facial hair scraping over her chin and cheeks, not to mention how just being him brought her legs to something akin to jelly.

Even now, Trysh was not on the receiving end of an invading tongue being slithered down her throat, desperate to feel what her mouth was like. Instead, Juliette’s parted lips and dancing tongue slithered and wrapped around hers, almost pulling her in to her own mouth. She eagerly did so, and the wet sounds of the girls exchanging their thick Elven saliva began to overcome the smacking of their lips. Read more »

[MF] Fates Chapter 04: Celestial Visitations

At first Trysh’alia was shocked by the white light, but quickly felt it’s comforting warmth. She felt relaxed, possibly because she had passed out asleep in such a state of sexual comfort. She could feel her silk gown wrap around her, as well as the sheets over her smooth, tender pale body. Yet there she stood in the depths of a white abyss, standing with the same silk gown clinging to her body, The warmth of the light felt too real for it to be a dream, which confused the thicc elf.

“Trysh’alia Everlove.” A soft voice called out from in front of her. Trysh jumped with a yelp, which made her bust bounce along with her. Her pretty blue eyes darted around the brightness, desperate to face the directionless voice.

“Y-yes?” She called out sheepishly. There was a pop that rattled through her mind. Suddenly a silhouette shaped like a woman blinked into existence before her. Immediately Trysh felt her heart sink. Her lip quivered in fear. Vernande had come for judgement. Her voice croaked, and shivered with fear. Her mind bouncing all kinds of thoughts and emotions around her head; the goddess of celibacy and abstinence knew of her broken vows. She had indulged in a sexual act of her own free will. Read more »

[MF] Fates Chapter 03: Arabella (XXX)

“You did what?!” Trysh’alia asked with a sharp gasp. Aro nodded and scratched the back of his head with embarrassed to what he had just admitted to the Elven companion.

“Goddess… Aro you must apologise to the poor woman. Leaving her in the middle of the night after having sex with her…”She was shaking her head as they walked, shimmering hair swishing from left to right as they passed a line of homes that towered over them. Trysh could feel the moisture of her excitement on her thighs, and how sodden her black panties had become as she strutted with the natural Elvish sway in her wide hips. Hips that now were exposed to the cool air of the evening thanks to the long slits on both sides of her pure white priestess robes. With the eyes of a great deal of Riverun citizens glued to her body, Trysh could not help but give them a playful wave and friendly smile; something that only resorted in erect cocks and flushed cheeks. As her eyes drifted up to the handsome young man, she felt her lips on her face and between her legs quiver, her erotic state of mind naturally wondered what it felt like to be filled with human sperm…The thought remained as they walked. Read more »

[MF] Fates Chapter 02: The Deadly Forest

Note: As this will be a series which will heavily focus on story as well as sex, smut-based scenes will have (XXX) in the title. This way people who only care about harem-based shenanigans can easily pick them out over the story-based ones.

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Trysh’alia had used her magic to fix her shimmering white robes in order to cover her more than ample breasts up to where she felt decent; much to Aro’s quiet dismay. She felt dirty in having exposed so much of herself even if it was accidental. Yet she could not ignore the blasphemous feeling of a warmth on her black panties which had grown alarmingly when she was on her knees, underneath this handsome and rather scruffy human.

Now on the road, she had clung to him like any loving wife would do to her husband. She felt the tension in his muscular arm as it was crushed between her heavy tits. Every sway of her wide hips bumped into him, thanks to the instinctual switch of her gait; and it continued until the gates of Framton had become small, and only a glint in the horizon. Trysh only kept it going in case the perverted deviant had abandoned his post to follow them, waiting to strike her companion and take her away into the bushes that lined the road. Elves always needed to feel far more paranoid around sleazy men…She told herself that was the reason why she held onto him for so long, certainly no other reason why she wanted to feel him upon her. Read more »

[MF] Fates Chapter 01: The Meeting

Note: I’m back in fantasy, my favourite genre! This new series will (again)
be a longer term series, plenty of story, lots of kinky smut, and casual
hypersexuality which I always enjoy. Be prepared for non sexual chapters. As
normal, expect thiccness and massive dicks, as well as a hot harem ;)

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The story began on a simple summer evening. The night sky had descended onto
the kingdom like a shadowy curtain, yet the uncomfortable heat was relentlessly
causing people to have a glaze of shining sweat across their brows.

The town of Framton was a rather small, yet dense community of humans.
Bakers, butchers and sweet makers were the common profession, and they were
always named the best across the southern dominances across the kingdom. In
this town was an inn called The Kneeling Kneader. Like Framton, it was small
but could pack more than most inns, and like most nights the tavern area was
bustling with those who were coated with ingredients and stank of their
respective professions.

The grizzled young man sat in the corner of the inn, as the job he received
ordered him to. On the opposite side of him, sandwiching the small circular
table which the man had made his home on, was one other seat. Read more »