| [center]Original Story (set 30 years prior) (Not currently working, may proofread and re upload once this story is done) Story index Chapter 1: A Dog and Her boy Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Chapter 2: The Medici's Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Chapter 3: The Maiden and the Criminals Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Chapter 4: Babylon Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Chapter 5: Painting The Town Red Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Chapter 6: The Highwaymen Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Chapter 7: Violent Mad Woman on a Leash Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Chapter 8: But a Dog Knows Her Boy Can Go Wrong Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Chapter 9: Down down down and out Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Chapter 10: What Lurks Below The World Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Chapter 11: The Tower of Patricia Medici Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Epilogue |
MetallumOperaturMar 19, 2017 9:22 AM
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Chapter 1: A Dog and her Boy Part 1: I don't know how I got caught up in this game but I do know I'm lucky I did. Chances are I would have been a corpse or sex slave if it weren't for a little dumb luck. Suppose I should start at the beginning. It was a cold winters night when I'd gotten off work, figured I'd go home and enjoy the rest of the night. Turns out I figured wrong. Should have known better really, no one in that city could drive in the winter. Every time you turned on the radio it was accident here, accident there, accidents everywhere. Well turns out there was an accident on my route when some guy who couldn't stop for some reason slammed right into me. Last thing I remember was crunch of metal. Normally this would mean it's all over, but turns out fate had something else in mind... "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" My heart jumped but it had nothing on how fast my body sprang up. I was inches away from shitting myself, probably would have but what was around me managed to take off some of that edge. Grassy plains, the only sign of civilization being a few well trampled paths here and there. Nothing like the ice covered and grey streets of Edmonton. And best of all, no crushed car... In fact there was a lot more than just my car missing. I was completely naked and didn't have so much as a single scratch on me. Not a single cut, no broken bones, no bruises, nothing at all. I probably would have been jumping with joy and relief if it weren't for the fact that I was in shock. Nothing about this seemed right at all, and I was just so taken aback by it all I could even begin to ponder what the hell was going on. Hell I couldn't even stay standing, just plopping right down on the ground and beginning a stream of heavy breaths. I didn't even notice the voice that was trying to get my attention, though it eventually began to bleed in. "...wrong?" It took everything I had left of my mental facilities to turn around and look at the figure attempting communication. "Hello, are you well? You seem to be quite distressed." The voice sounded quite feminine, but the person it belonged to was a terrifying colossal being. Standing at least two heads bigger than an average man with a thick, powerful frame covered in solid steel armour. That alone was so intimidating that it took me a few moments before the long wolf like ears, interlocking canine teeth, and fur covered arms and legs ending in huge flesh rending claws managed to creep into my conscious mind. All in all, I was a little scared but I swallowed that fear. And it ended up getting digested and spreading to the rest of my body like a fire, or maybe it was just a delayed reaction from the shock. Either way the second I had a hint of bodily control I immediately leapt back and dragged myself away from it, kicking at the ground that seemed hell bent on holding me down. My breathing wasn't steady or calm before by any means but now, trying to clumsily escape from the giant monster in front of me, it turned into a erratic struggle to suck air into my mouth as if my lungs emptied themselves in second. The creature however didn't seem interested in entertaining my poor attempts to escape, instantly walking quickly towards me, intent on closing the gap I was so desperate to create. "Calm down, it's alright." Closer and closer it came, its massive legs taking steady steps far faster than my flailing limbs could ever hope to drag me. "I do not intend to harm you, please just relax." There was no real point in what I was doing and I knew it, there was no possible way I could move faster than she could. I guess it was mostly just instinct driving my body. Of course she closed the gap in mere seconds. Her hands shot out towards my chest and grabbed me by the armpit. With no effort she hoisted me up and, much to my surprise, lifted me up into a hug that seemed far to soft for a monster of this stature. "Shhh, it's alright, you are safe with me. Nothing is going to hurt you..." I wasn't sure how genuine it was being, but her voice was surprising gentle, and her arms far softer and warmer than anything I expected from such things. This tenderness was enough to get me to stop flailing my arms and legs, at this point not caring if I lived or died but just happy to be trembling in someone's arms rather than alone. At this point she'd stopped talking entirely, just held me close while gently petting my back. Soon even that stopped and she pulled away, still keeping a light grip on me as if I might fall the moment she stopped supporting me, hell for all I knew I very well would have. I looked at her again a little more closely this time. She was still huge and terrifying but in my slightly calmed state I caught something else, a softness. She had the eyes of a wolf, but they were filled with a genuine concern and kindness. Slowly I brought my hands up and patted her own to let her know I was (relatively speaking) fine to stand on my own. I can't really blame her for hesitating to remove her arms and slowly easing out of it but I managed to stay up. At least until her arms were at her own sides again, I was calmer but I still needed a bit of time so I lowered myself to sit on the ground, the massive wolf like woman watching every move I made. "Do you think you could tell me what's wrong now?" She asked, taking a seat of her own... |
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| and here we go again! Welcome back to the world of the living :3 Good to see you writing, and you're the FIRST of the finished to start up story #2, also don't forget we have short stories available as well, though the companions (unless you're the creature) are chosen at random :P. Anyways, on to the chapter: Your style of writing is always interesting, its very visual. I can practically SEE what you are portraying, which greatly helps with connecting with the story line. Though your portrayal of the werewolf seems more like another deviation from the norm, rather than being less wolf and more human, she seems MORE wolf and LESS human. In essence, our wolves are polar opposites lol. I look forward to further description of her visually, I didn't quite get the impression that she was a Furry, but I didn't get the mamono feel entirely. Oh well, first chapter was good, looking forward to the next ^^ |
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| @GGM, I tried to split up the description of her to avoid fuckhuge paragraphes just explaining character appearances, which (I personally believed) was an issue with my original story. I can assure you though she is not furry, I suppose I should have pointed it out a bit clearer earlier on but her face is (mostly) human minus the teeth. |
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| mdude's story! What is even more shocking, second mdude's story! What is absolutelly unbelievable, second mdude's story where there is at least on MG who isn't badly disfigured freak bound to kill everything that moves. |
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beast_regards said: What is absolutely unbelievable, second mdude's story where there is at least on MG who isn't badly disfigured freak bound to kill everything that moves. A miracle isn't it? |
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| Well the first monster we run into seems nice. Curious to see how this all goes to hell. Quick question, is this this main character a different person? This is the first example of someone who finished a story starting a new one. The rules of course say this is you one the island but if that were to happen twice it could have some... interesting implications. |
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dcw2021 said: Quick question, is this this main character a different person? This is the first example of someone who finished a story starting a new one. The rules of course say this is you one the island but if that were to happen twice it could have some... interesting implications. Interdimensional travel fuckery, let's say the Knight of Chitin and the are basically the same dudes from slightly different realities... Honestly though I have no idea how this shit works. |
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| @dcw: it was established already that the 2nd story doesn't have to be you. |
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| part 2: "I-I don't know, I... I just don't know what's going on." Not the response the woman was expecting I imagine but it hardly seemed to phase her. I suspect she's not entirely new to this, in fact she gave off a very professional air at this point. "Perhaps we could go back a bit, what happened before I found you?" "Before you found me... I was driving home from work and some guy hit me. But we were in the city and I was in my car. N-nothing's making sense here, there was snow everywhere, roads, buildings, traffic. How did I end up here!? Where is here!? I-I don't understand any of..." The wolf woman quickly outstretched her arm and placed it on my shoulder. My thoughts were starting to get erratic again, everything just seemed a big jumbled mess. She however just kept on asking questions "you said you were in the city, were you in Alnor before all this happened?" "Alnor?" The word was completely alien to me, I'd never heard of any city named Alnor, "n-no, I was in Edmonton." She seemed confused by this, which only served to make me more anxious. Where the hell did I end up? She resumed, "I've never heard of such a city, in which region is it located" "Canada" "I think we might need to go back a little earlier..." So we went back earlier. I told her everything I could about the day before, explaining even the details that seemed insignificant. I explained the crash in great detail, almost every word out of my mouth confusing her greatly. She even got up to do a quick check of my head, applying light pressure here and there while asking if it hurts. Everything about this conversation just added to my panic, it was starting to seem like I'd gone completely insane. But then she tried to add her own input, and I started to realize this whole situation was far more difficult to comprehend, and it wasn't particularly easy to do so before. "We might need to consider the possibility that you are from a different world" If my head wasn't a storm of thoughts before this, it certainly was one now. "...WHAT!? B-but that doesn't make any sense!" "It is not all that difficult to believe honestly, it has been somewhat of a frequent occurrence in the past. In fact it seems to have become even more frequent recently, a few of these 'tourist' as some refer to them as have even been making a bit of a name for themselves." "But how does that even make sense? It's impossible." "Well I'm not very familiar with the study of cross dimensional magic but if there is one thing I've learned throughout my life it is that if you try to match up logic and magic you will give yourself quite the headache." She added little giggle to the end of that. "Alright... Could you give me a second here, I need to get me thoughts in order." She gave me a quick nod and walked off a little. Alright, so I wasn't in Edmonton anymore and I probably wasn't even on Earth anymore. I'm currently residing in a world where magic and cross dimensional travel are apparently commonplace, and giant women with wolf features are the local residents. On top of all this I'm not the only person in this situation. My thoughts weren't exactly getting sorted out all that well. Every single answer or concept just brought up a thousand more, and these questions were bringing even more with them. I had to ignore all this though, it wasn't going to get me anywhere, only three things mattered right now. I was here, I was alive, and I needed someone who could help me out. Fortunately I did happen to have that last thing. I turned to look over at the woman. Still imposing but now less frightening, in fact far from it now that I really looked. She was certainly quite the attractive woman, her raven black hair accented her feminine features well, her skin (or the parts of it not covered in fur or armour) was a chocolate brown that contrasted her golden eyes and made them stand out like gold from stone. I suppose she would still be quite intimidating to anyone in a first meeting, but everything about her personality seemed the opposite of her appearance. Hell, it took only under an hour to go from seeing her as an absolutely terrifying brutish monster to a kind and gentle, almost motherly, figure. If I was going to make heads or tails of my predicament, I needed her help and was relieved to have it. I stood up, a motion that she noticed instantly, and began to walk towards her. "I don't know what's going on right now, and I'm sure it'll probably take months or years before I finally start getting some inkling, but I need someone to help me figure out the basics." She just smiled at me and once again placed her hand on my shoulder, "well I would be more than happy to assist you as much as I can. Though I am afraid I can only help so much, my profession keeps me traveling far and wide for the most part. Do not get the wrong impression, I would love a traveling companion but you are not quite in the shape to be traveling." "So what are you going to do with me?" "Remember that city I asked you about earlier? Alnor. It is not that long a ways from here, I will take you there and get you someone else who can help you get your baring." "That's more than I could have asked for right now, thank you" She let out a short giggle before replying. "You are too kind, there is no reason to thank me, helping people is the reason I applied for the position in the first place." With that she pulled a compass out of her bag, I suppose it was a bit silly of me to think she'd instantly know the exact direction we had to go in by instinct. Though at this moment I don't care how silly or just plain idiotic I was. It was like I was suddenly tossed into a riptide desperately trying just to keep my head above the water, but then a strong hand grabbed my arm and pulled me onto a solid surface. This woman was my saviour, her somewhat inhuman appearance no longer matter, neither did her size, her armour, or the huge sword fastened on her hip. "Alright, we are going..." She stood up and circled her finger in the air a bit before pointing down one of the well trampled roads "...that way. Let us be off, errr... I'm sorry, I never quite caught your name." "Michael" "Happy to make your acquaintance Michael, I am Lauren. |
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| mdude is not killing anyone in this scene |
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| Alright so we learn a bit more about the werewolf. A traveling job huh? She wouldn't happen to belong to a certain group would she? |
| I don't have to know what I'm looking for. I just have to know when I find it. |
dcw2021 said: Alright so we learn a bit more about the werewolf. A traveling job huh? She wouldn't happen to belong to a certain group would she? The Blackmoar wore black armour and are generally all old men and women if even alive (except maybe a few long living species) if that's what you're thinking. Don't worry, I'm trying to keep this story and my original far from each other besides maybe a few quick references here and there. |
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| Sorry for the delay but I am now on board! My curiosity is piqued. I'm interested to see where this is going to go =) |
| Again a part that stands out in your writing from everyone else is that fact that the girls you meet don't seem inherently man crazy, either in the lovey dovey or rapey rapey way lol. At least not the first girls you meet anyways. Oh and just noticed the chapter title XD |
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| mdude made his secound story and You're... not the real mdude. Enought with ma bad joke's, just gonna say nice to see ya again :D |
| He's back! YESSSS! But wait... where is the horror? Where are the deformities? Where is the crushing cynicism? And is that an MG in a mdude story who is actually pretty? What devilry is this? Surely all this niceness is setting us up for a huge, hard fall! |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
tygertyger said: Surely all this niceness is setting us up for a huge, hard fall! Can't I just make a nice story about the good things in the world without exploring just how messed up a world like this has the potential to be? Is that really so hard to believe? |
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mdude009 said: tygertyger said: Surely all this niceness is setting us up for a huge, hard fall! Can't I just make a nice story about the good things in the world without exploring just how messed up a world like this has the potential to be? Is that really so hard to believe? Honestly, this might be cool to see. I doubt you'll convince any of us that this isn't all a setup so you can raise the freak factor by a few orders of magnitude, but it's still nice to see how this is all playing out so far =) |
| Part 3: "The regions are not too difficult to remember by themselves, it is when you try to remember the details where you can get confused..." The map I was staring at was by no means a masterpieces of cartography but it portrayed the rough general idea, showing the boarders of the regions and several points of interest in each. Lauren seemed quite the avid map collector in fact as I noticed when she first handed me the map. She didn't just reach into her bag for a map, oh no, she reached into her bag for a wooden tube with a lid, popped it open, and pulled out so many maps that the mystery of how she managed to stuff them back in when she was done could be considered a question on par with "what is the meaning of life?" A map for every region, every city in every region, a general map, maps of certain city districts, maps of towns and other points of interest. Thankfully she was only trying to get me acquainted with the whole general island instead of every bathroom location in Alnor's South district. "And of course it is important to have a general idea of the state of the regions, Amarante is calm right now, at least the areas we are in. But because it is in a certain state at some point does not mean it will always remain that way. Take for example Charisse, not exactly in a pleasant state due to the civil war, and Kaori is falling apart at the seams." She paused for a moment as if looking for the right words before she finally spoke again. "It reminds me of something a friend of mine once said, 'once you get sucked into something big the only thing that can get out of it is your corpse'... She was a bit of a grim person... Now the climates are different of course but weather is not that big of a concern if you have an appropriate travelers pack, it is the politics and economics you want to learn..." She seemed quite invested in the lecture. Hell I'd wager if I tried to talk to her right now she wouldn't even notice. Half the time her eyes were closed or staring at nothing, her hands alive with gesture. I didn't want to snap her out of it and spoil her fun, she seemed to be having such a good time explaining the subtle price differences between coins made with Amarante gold and coins made with Kioko gold (if I go to Kioko with one hundred Amarante coins, I'll have approximately one hundred and one coins worth of Kioko currency. Holy shit, time to tell the boss to shove it! I'll be rich in no time exploiting this massive difference!), but the fact remained I still had a few questions that were a bit more important. "Hey Lauren..." "And Kaori's gold quality is far less pure than Kioko's, it's a fairly high exchange rate, about a one point zero three profit." "Lauren..." "But you do have to keep in mind the pricing difference, for example a loaf of rye bread in Kioko will cost you about ninety nine percent of what it will cost in Amarante due to the economy." "Lauren!" She went on a few more second about her absolutely riveting lecture on the most minimal price differences I'd ever heard of before she finally seemed to snap back to reality. "Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, I was losing myself a bit there. What is it?" I stopped walking, deciding it would be a good opportunity to sit down for a minute. At least I hoped, but when I looked around I discovered that the only rocks decent for sitting in this hill filled plain were far from us. Nothing but grass and a few trampled paths, and nothing in the distance due to the uneven Earth that made seeing out very far difficult at the moment. So I just sat on the ground, Lauren doing the same. "Well, there's still one little bit about this world that you may have skipped over..." I tried to say as politely as possible, I probably failed in that respect but thankful Lauren doesn't seem the easily offended or discouraged type. "Of course I did" she said in mild annoyance directed at herself, "I always get so absorbed into my own thoughts I forget some of the other details others are not so familiar with. What do you want to know?" It was awfully difficult coming up with an appropriate way to approach the topic. The question was broader that a trannies shoulders, ask it wrong and I could be sitting here for years... But fuck it, go big or go home! "What kind of non-human population is there on this island?" Yup, broad as fuck, the only reply I got was a look of confusion and a few blinks. "In my... World... There were only humans and animals. But here's the thing, you're neither of those and I doubt you're the only one of your kind. So... What's up with that?" Still a lot of blinking but the confusion was slightly lessened, though it's still obvious that she wasn't sure how to answer. She just sat there looking up at the sky, occasionally letting out a little 'hmmm.' Eventually she finally started speaking. "Well that might take a little time to explain in detail... I suppose the best I could say is there are quite a few sentient species on this island who as a whole are referred to as 'monsters,' most of them a hybrid of human and animal, and few humanoids that are not necessarily crossed with anything and more just... This is a very difficult question to answer." She said in an defeated tone. "Alright, the basics are there are a lot of non-humanoids right? Let's just start with something easy then, what are you?" She cocked her head to the side slightly. "Is it not obvious? I'm a werewolf." Obvious, yes something like that would be completely obvious to a man from a different world who didn't even know there were sentient creatures other than humans. Though I suppose to her these questioned seemed equally ridiculous. "Not exactly what I expected a werewolf to look like, in all the stories they're usually big..." Oh wait. "I mean wolf like..." Well that's not technically wrong either. "Well generally they are male..." I thought that also was incorrect since there were female werewolves in a lot of media but before I could continue my train of thought Lauren did something unexpected, she laughed. Not one of the short little giggles she would let out every now and then, but a full hearty laugh that seemed to echo in her very armour. I never knew I was such an amazing comedian... What was the joke again? Her laughter died down enough to let her speak, "a male monster, what a novel idea!" This time it was my turn to looked confused, quickly reading the situation Lauren tried to explain. "Oh... Well you see there are no male monsters, only females, there are a few females with... Male parts... But they are few and far between." "But then, how do you keep up the population? How do you breed?" She seemed to fidget a bit when I mentioned breeding, I gotta say seeing such a business like woman embarrassed about sex is definitely an odd sight. "Well monsters can interbreed with human males, and do. Human's are the only sentient species with males so they are highly sought after. It depends on the species and individual of course but generally if a female monster sees a human male that she has some kind of attraction to, and since men are so rare many will feel attraction towards almost any man, she will pursue him in an attempt at partnership and... Breeding." She blurted out the last word as quick as she possibly could. "And if the male refuses?" I asked, though I had a sneaking suspicion the answer wasn't 'she eats some ice cream while watching sad films.' "Once again it depends on the species and the individual, but generally she will force him into partnership" "So basically she takes him as a sex slave?" Make an eight foot tall werewolf gasp at something you say, mission accomplished. "I-I would not put it so crudely but in essence... Yes." Shit, I guess I have to be a bit more careful around here, especially considering the only thing I was wearing was a sheet Lauren loan me wrapped into a makeshift kilt (it's not a skirt, fuck you, I'm a proud Slavic Canadian Scotsman!). Though when I thought about it there was a nagging little voice in the back of my head. I tried drowning it out but the more I considered what I'd just heard the louder it got. Finally I decide to ask the question just to shut it up. "You're one of the species or individuals who doesn't do that sort of thing right?" 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| I'll repeat myself, but... mdude is not killing anyone in this scene.... Girl is still frigid, but not horribly deformed, violently insane psychopath. This is just wrong... ...next chapter she must either perform a lapdance in her underwear (or even without it) to compensate for lack of over-sexualized content before or a lot of creatures have to die. Otherwise I will be horribly confused... |
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| lol I'm liking the change of pace, a sexually flustered werewolf who is embarrassed so easily is kinda cute. Lol not only Scotsmen wear kilts my friend, my in laws are Somalian and they wear a thing called a Macawis, its just longer that a kilt. |
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| and caught up really nice so far |
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| I guess I have to rellay on the saying "in the calmest of seas swims the ugliest fishes" But I guess mdude really has a good side after all :D But that will probrobly be broken... sometime in a distant future. Anyway, nice chapter. :) |
| My blood started boiling with anticipation to see talk about trade and exchange rates... |
emeraldtryst said: My blood started boiling with anticipation to see talk about trade and exchange rates... I just realized I wrote about a wolf girl explaining economics. I swear the reference was completely accidental. |
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mdude009 said: emeraldtryst said: My blood started boiling with anticipation to see talk about trade and exchange rates... I just realized I wrote about a wolf girl explaining economics. I swear the reference was completely accidental. Duude, no takesies backsies. I meant that in a good anticipation (and didn't even catch that reference until YOU pointed it out) =P I loves me some economics =) |
| I think Em gets hot and heavy when you talk about economics lol |
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greatgreenman said: I think Em gets hot and heavy when you talk about economics lol If she'd come anywhere near a 6% return on that stuff she mentioned, I'd have needed to find some clean pants. *shivers* |
emeraldtryst said: If she'd come anywhere near a 6% return on that stuff she mentioned, I'd have needed to find some clean pants. *shivers* Then we won't mention cummodoties trading. };) |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| @Em: so does this qualify as dirty talk to you? "You raise my interest rate thirty basis points without a corresponding drop off in consumer enthusiasm" |
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greatgreenman said: @Em: so does this qualify as dirty talk to you? "You raise my interest rate thirty basis points without a corresponding drop off in consumer enthusiasm" And there goes my "O" face. Damn it. Guess that means its time to write an h-scene as some sort of twisted revenge. =) @Tyger - Not when the worst outcome of trading them outside of Alnor is debtor's prison! That's a potential story right there! Actually...*ponders* |
| Part 4: It was probably just paranoia that was playing with my mind. Lauren, despite seeming a bit overly professional at times, was a very nice girl. Certainly not a rapist. Though the thought did linger in the back of my mind even until the evening when we were setting up camp. Our landscape hardly changed along the path so there wasn't much to work with. What would be the fire was just a pile somewhat dry grass and twigs from the odd tree here and there surround by small rocks, hell we'd begun grabbing this stuff at least an hour before we even decided to stop for the night. Amarante, at least this part of it, really didn't have all that much. But we got enough to make a rough pile and Lauren did have a few decent sized sticks in her bag that she referred to as her 'lack of resources' stock (apparently she also had an emergency stock, rainy day stock, and one stick she didn't mention all that much that had bite marks on it, she didn't fool around when it came to traveling). So with a bit of oil and some flint and steel we managed to get a half decent fire going. Of course since we were without logs and large rocks we had to sit on the ground with only thin sheets separating us and the hard trampled ground, a fire does not make a camp. But beggars can't be choosers. Honestly considering my situation this morning I could have been sleeping alone, hungry, and cold while still in a terrible mental state had plenty of potential to get worse. "Michael?" Lauren asked as she undid the belt holding her huge sword in place, oddly enough it was strapped to her right hip. "Would you mind helping me remove me armour?" It'd be rude to say no, but I happened to be suffering from a case of having absolutely no idea how to remove armour. Then again it wouldn't be rude to just not know as opposed to not wanting to so I just told her so. She however didn't seem discouraged, simply sat down and asked me to come over. I walked up behind her, not even having to kneel or bend over to reach the top most buckles. Turns out it wasn't all the difficult removing the seemingly complex plate design, unbuckle the elbow and upper arm protection, untie the strings holding the pauldrons, unbuckle one of the upper straps on the top of the cuirass and the two on the side, after that it simply opens up and lifts -HOLY FUCKING CHRIST! My heart almost shot right out of my chest when I saw her without most her armour. She seemed to be completely naked if you don't count the fur on her arms, shoulders, and spine. Now I'm not some kind of poorly written anime character who overreacts when he sees tits like he didn't know tits exist, the borderline heart attack didn't stem from the tits. It came from the fact that she had six of them. She quickly noticed my reaction and sprang up in an instant, reaching for her sword and turning to me, "what's wrong, what did you see?" Up like a flash and armed in a second to deal with the problem, I would have expected nothing less. Unfortunately she misinterpreted what the problem was, and by extension made it worse by giving me a direct frontal view of her not so modest and unblemished Sextuple D's. "W-why are you naked?" the question shot out of my mouth, more a reaction than an actual question. She looked down and let out a sigh of relief before putting her sword down, "you worried me for a second, I thought something had happened." "It's more like something didn't happen, that something being you putting on a shirt!" Six fucking tits, six of them! I couldn't even tell whether it was creepy or sexy. She just seemed confused by this, as if I'd just freaked out over seeing her elbow or something. "I'm hardly naked, I'm wearing pants after all." She quickly undid her greaves to show off a pair of cotton green shorts. I managed to relax myself a bit "I'm sorry, in my world breast are considered highly sexual to most people, I guess it's different here." Suddenly she was blushing and looking down, bringing her arms up slowly, she probably didn't consider them sexual but now that I've gone and mentioned it her shy side was stirring up again. "W-werewolves are not a species that relies on large amounts of clothing, my kin only really see... Them... That way if the situation is..." "Sorry I brought it up, it's just the fact that you had so many that threw me off." I tried cutting her of and making the situation less awkward, I failed. "I-it's a trait of some breeds..." She quickly stammered out. Gotta think Michael, use your brain man! There's a way out of this, you just have to believe! "You mentioned werewolves don't use clothes that much, so why do you wear that armour?" I pointed to the armour neatly placed on the ground. She looked over at it, her arms going down a bit and her face getting a little closer to it's original brown colour, though it was still quite obvious she wished she had a shirt right now. "That is my uniform, I have to wear it to maintain a professional appearance. Admittedly I found it and the sword quite uncomfortable at first but after a few years they became slightly more natural." Alright, her job, that's a nice way to steer to conversation away from this mess. "What is your job? You mentioned it a few times but never actually said what you are." All embarrassment disappeared from her and she lightened up like a Christmas light in the blink of an eye. Proudly beaming with head high, chest out, and eyes closed she began in a glorious exposition! "I am a proud member of the Alnor guard, a position I have maintained flawlessly for eight years! As a guardswoman am tasked with the noble duty of keeping all of Amarante, inside and out of Alnor itself, safe by protecting and aiding its citizens or hunting down those vile fiends who would dare to defy the law and harm this land and its people!" Note to self, if you ever ask her about her job again make sure your ears are plugged, with a voice that loud a she could moonlight as a human megaphone. Thankfully when she spoke again her voice was back to it's former soft tone, former conversation seemingly forgotten. "But enough of that, we can speak more of it in the morning, now we should retire for now." Considering I hadn't slept after the accident I was pretty tired after all the events of the day, sleep was a pretty good idea. Problem was a good nights sleep was completely out of the question. I lay on the sheet near the fire, placed over some taller grass just slightly off the path so it'd be a little softer but it wasn't that great. On top of that due to the fact that I was sleeping on the only sheet I had it meant that I lacked anything to cover myself with. The fire helped but it was still a little chilly, and trying to cover myself with the corners of the sheet was proving to be quite futile. I was about ready to accept my fate of dealing with it. That is until I felt a sheet thrown over me. I was going to tell Lauren that she didn't need to give up her own sheet but a quick realization hit me the second I felt it being lift again. Two large arms wrapped around my chest and drew me close to the massive creature that taken it's spot behind me. It wasn't unpleasant though, her arms were strong but their grip was soft, the plush fluffy fur covering most of my chest and her breast pushing into my back. Honestly it felt more like a large dog trying to sneak into her owners bed rather than anything of a romantic or sexual nature. Not a single complaint was brewing in my mind or on my lips though, I just curled up into her and enjoyed the sensation, quickly falling asleep. |
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| I knew something would set your story apart lol, six tits? you couldn't be satisfied with the glory of two? I was waiting, we were ALL waiting to see what you would do to break the mold and there it is lol |
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| An Alnor guard?! That makes her like a level 2 city security facilitator. That sort of bureaucratic clout lets you cut in line at any cotton candy stall in the city! Now I'm jealous =P I like this werewolf. The fact that she was wearing pants, however, makes me wonder if we aren't in for another "surprise", but maybe it's just the lack of any rivers of blood making me jump at shadows... |
emeraldtryst said: .... oh god... I didn't even consider that as a possibility... Shit.. It's the werewolves from his previous story all over again!I like this werewolf. The fact that she was wearing pants, however, makes me wonder if we aren't in for another "surprise", but maybe it's just the lack of any rivers of blood making me jump at shadows... |
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| http://img.gawkerassets.com/img/18z147u4wx0qhjpg/original.jpg And this quote really captures things well =) http://geekparty.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/dickwolves.jpg |
| I'm not going to spoil anything, but let's just say all of you will get your answer soon... |
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| Six tits huh? I guess some MG could have closer resemblances to their animal counterparts than others. Well, when the time comes just remember: keep them hands moving! They may be three times the glory but they require three times the work! |
| I don't have to know what I'm looking for. I just have to know when I find it. |
| I disagree that they are three times the glory.I like having one per hand, and I only have two hands, give me more hands and maybe we'll talk |
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| They was a comedian that did a skit where god hired people to design man where that is brought up. "Well we tried giving them six breasts like a dog but the men were all over the place. Hehe hoho haha huhu! (reaching around.) So we decided two hands, two breasts, that's it!" Can't remember who did it though. |
| I don't have to know what I'm looking for. I just have to know when I find it. |
| Shit, chapter 2: Part 5 is looking like it's gonna be pretty long, most these chapters take about 2 and a half to 3 pages on word, maybe even 4 for some longer pages, but this one looks like it may take 4 and a half to 5 with no real good places to split it... You guys are fine with the occasional text wall chapter so long as they're not too frequent right? |
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mdude009 said: Shit, chapter 2: Part 5 is looking like it's gonna be pretty long, most these chapters take about 2 and a half to 3 pages on word, maybe even 4 for some longer pages, but this one looks like it may take 4 and a half to 5 with no real good places to split it... You guys are fine with the occasional text wall chapter so long as they're not too frequent right? Hey, we're always on the lookout for new members to join the textwall committee! |
| Six breasts on the canine chick. Man, I wish I'd thought of that. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Welp, no wonder that mdude's name was a familiar one even if I have never been able to meet him yet. Seen your comments around and heard people talking about you. Haven't read your first story, but I'll be sure to follow this one. And yeah, pretty awesome so far. As GG said, you really give us an interesting reading, since you picture the story pretty damn well. Not only that, I really love when people actually put a bit of effort with the interaction about the difference between humans and monsters. The scene when you met the werewolf, as well as the one when you were helping her changing... that was gold. |
 "You keep changing the shape of your eyes. How does that even work?" -AbhLeaderKrelian |
SydoKiller said: Haven't read your first story, but I'll be sure to follow this one All you have to know is giant, disgust hag arachne covered with pus filled sacks, squirming maggots, and cancerous flesh that enjoys killing her victims in the slowest and cruelest ways imaginable. |
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mdude009 said: All you have to know is giant, disgust hag arachne covered with pus filled sacks, squirming maggots, and cancerous flesh that enjoys killing her victims in the slowest and cruelest ways imaginable. Isn't that lovely? ù_ù |
"You keep changing the shape of your eyes. How does that even work?" -AbhLeaderKrelian |
| Part 5: Lauren was a godsend, a guide sent down to this world to help me find my way before something terrible happened. But unfortunately it turns out not everyone was like her. Nothing much had happened after we woke up (and what a nice way to wake up might I add), we ate a few sausages and packed up. This accompanied by Lauren explaining the absolutely exhilarating difference between emigration laws between regions. The gist is there are none but guards like to pretend there are to make things seem more orderly, fascinatingly boring! But nature is a force you cannot fight. A bladder must be emptied after all. I excused myself and headed into some tall grass to take care of business. It was a light yellow and lasted for about a... Do you really need to hear this? Is me explaining how I pissed in detail really relevant to that story? Admit it, you just have some kind of fetish and want me to talk about pissing, well keep your weird fetishes out of my story! Anyway after I finished I started to head back. And then I heard it, a shuffling noise like some large animal crawling on it's belly. My eyes darted toward where I thought I heard it. Nothing. But then it came again, this time behind me. I turned to look, expecting to see something, there was nothing. But the noises began again. Here and there they sounded, now not even ceasing when I turned to look in their direction. Whatever was making them didn't care about being spotted and that bode ill. It meant they were close, close enough to lash out if I saw them or tried to run. Crawling, slithering, dragging, whatever these creatures were doing they were doing it with intent on catching their pray, a lone and weak creature cornered like a rat against an insidious cat. My companion a powerful dog but not taking heed to the situation, its eyes observing for danger but its sight absent from that directly under its nose. I yelled, they pounced. Slamming into the ground with a powerful force on top and a hand blocking my only hope of escape. I'd gone from cornered to caught. The monster on top of me forcing back its grunts and snorts though they escaped slightly. The pig beast lowered its far too human snout to my face and spoke. "Dontcha go an' make a sound, ya hear? Be a real shame if something bad happened" What could I do? The creature had two friends and was on top of me, if I tried anything I'd be dead or worse. I had to comply, so I just nodded slowly and let her drag me along with her friends following not far behind. "Oh we're going to have so much fun with you! First, we'll rape ya, then... We'll rape ya again, and then!... We'll were just gonna rape ya a lot. I mean what else would we do with ya?... Dammit Go'dras, stop sniffin' my ass!" "Ah ain't sniffin' nothin'!" "Then what the hell is makin' that noise?" "That would be me" answered a voice far softer and yet far more terrifying than the crude throaty noise of the pig girls. Before any of the monsters could react a fur covered arm shot out and grabbed the one holding me by the back of the neck. Lifting her swiftly and tossing her high into the air. The other two didn't even get up until the first hit the ground with a loud thud, drawing their crude and flimsy looking weapons. Maybe to an unarmed human that display would seem dangerous, but when done against a massive and well armed wolf girl you just pitied the stupid things. Both of them must had only been just slightly over half her size, and though they were trying to seem intimidating the wolf just looked annoyed. That annoyance turning to an unimpressed shake of the head when she drew her own sword. The monstrous thing was as long as any man. But the most discouraging thing was that she easily held it with just one hand, her left hand, her other clenched in a fist and ready to strike with a force that could no doubt snap bones, tenderize flesh, and rupture organs. But the duo were a pair of fools and lunged towards the monolithic beast regardless. Clubs raised high they swung down with a powerful fury. But the large wolf moved quickly, easily stepping back to avoid the hits. Then one of the pigs tried swinging towards the wolfs left side, thus spelling her doom. Quickly bringing up her blade the wolf not only caught the club but pushed against it hard enough to force the pigs arms to buckle and send the club crashing into her own stomach, leaving her breathless. The wolf spared no time, her hand striking out with an open palm and grabbing the pig by the throat, lifting her into the air and keeping her there waiting for the second to make her move. The second one however didn't seem in the mood to fight after seeing that display of speed and power, and opted instead to turn tail and run. Something I'm sure she regretted when with one good jump the wolf was literally on top of her, holding her on the ground with her foot. And just like that it was over. Lauren sheathed her sword and released both the pig girls, letting them catch their breath. I noticed near me the third had recovered from her few seconds of flight and was trying to crawl away. "You there, come over here" Lauren called. The third girl looked like she just managed to hold back a second flight, slowly getting up and walking to join the other two who were holding each other staring at Lauren in horror, knees shaking and eyes ready to burst into tears. "Now, I can understand why you did what you did, and I cannot condemn you for it. But if you go after men who are already with another do you not think the wise thing would be to leave him and wait for another to come along." Lauren asked, almost sounding like a mother speaking to her misbehaving children. "W-we're sorry, i-it'll never happen again, w-we promise!" Said one of the girls. "I am doubtful, but I do believe you have learned a lesson. Now go on." The girls gladly went on, in fact I don't think I've ever seen anyone run so fast in my life. I quickly ran up to Lauren to thank her for saving me, and began to do so, but I was quickly cut off. "And do not believe you are guiltless in this!..." Am I about to get scolded for almost getting raped?... |
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| Mdude is starting to be "normal" again, all mamono are turning into ugly and badly disfigured creatures which lost all their exotic beauty It is fair to expect their aggressiveness and bloodthirsty nature will only increase in following chapters. I guess it cannot be helped. It is definitely mdude as we known him, just teasing us. |
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