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Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure

Sixth Entry

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

A - 7

B - 5

C - 8 - wolves for the win by one

D - 5

F - 1

[Choices are listed in order of number of votes received, then alphabetically]

Adel - 12 (11 consensual, 1 NC) - 80% chance, rolled 60, success

Urta - 10 (NC allowed; also as a backup if Adel's roll fails) - 60% chance, rolled 51, success

Marlene - 6 (5 NC, 1 consensual) - 40% chance, rolled 49, failure

Urtan - 5 - 100% chance, no roll needed, official wingman status obtained

Spark - 4 (3 consensual, 1 NC) - 70% chance, 91 rolled, failure

Morgan - 3 (1 consensual, 2 NC) - 30% chance, 86 rolled, failure

Regina - 3 (NC allowed) - 40% chance, 2 rolled, success

Rish/Rack (3 consensual) - 3 - 60% chance, 19 rolled, success

No sexual questing, situational and consensual sex only - 1

Additional Scene - Urta and One-Eye showdown - 1

Additional Vote: Rufus gets pegged (female using dildo or something similar) - 1

Random Encounter Chance: 40% - rolled 32 - encounter happens!

Author's Notes

Please bear in mind that the above vote tallies will play out over several entries, so don't be too impatient if you don't see scenes you wanted right away: it will all come, given time. And so will Rufus, for that matter...

Anyway, there will be additional choices in later entries to further refine the above pairings that were voted upon. For example, it looks as though our attempt to seduce Spark willingly won't work when it comes up, so there will be an additional vote to claim him anyway, or options given that might allow a reroll under the right circumstances.

An addition, since folks have been wanting impregnation and pregnancy to be a thing in this adventure: there is a base 20% chance of impregnation after any vaginal sex act, which will increase by 5% for every additional such sex act that follows, whether in the same entry or across different entries. I will keep track of how "ripe" each given female is. Just putting that out there, and I'll do my best to remember to roll for it every time. If I forget, please remind me.

Also, I am raising the vote tally to get an early post to 25. Raising the bar like this should give me more time to write things out; give more folks an opportunity to share their opinions; and also make an odd number, which will make tie votes less likely.

Pathfinding Sixth Entry

"I can't believe you!" Marlene declared angrily, hands on her hips as she glared up at the grey-furred wolf, who towered over her with ease, regarding the slim, blonde human with an expression somewhere between amusement and annoyance. His expression, of course, just seemed to make the ice blue eyes of the human girl flash with even more fury. "What could you have been thinking?!"

Even Rufus had to admit, it had been a little awkward for everyone to have the five human girls show up, only to discover they'd been joined by a plethora of beastfolk. Fortunately, in the interim from when Rufus had gone to lead the girls into the clearing and the moment of their arrival, most of said beastfolk had dressed. Unfortunately, the one who hadn't bothered getting dressed was Urta, the former gnollish packleader, who lay where Rufus and Urtan had left her, panting heavily, cum leaking from her well-stretched holes, making it quite obvious what had happened. The reactions from the five girls had been priceless, Rufus thought, and he'd had a hard time not bursting out laughing, though those reactions also gave him a good insight into the characters of each girl.

The trim, brown-haired little battler, Leta, had taken the discovery pretty neatly in stride, which made sense for someone used to leading by friendship, and she quickly fell into talking with Adel, the willowy chipmunk girl now sporting a well-made breastplate with additional leg- and arm-plates over supple leather underclothes, all decorated with blue trim and obviously designed for mobility as well as protection. Regina, the nerdy black-haired girl with the large, round glasses, had simply stared, gape-mouthed, for far longer than she should have, her cheeks turning a deep crimson as she stared at Rufus' handiwork. Every few moments, she would throw astonished glances toward the wolfen before, finally, she tore her gaze away to also speak with Adel, the three girls quickly making a happy clique that was shortly joined by the cheery foxboy, Spark, now dressed in soft green traveling leathers. Deriny and Morgan, however, took one look at the scene, one look at the other gnolls, one especially haughty look at Rufus, and then promptly took it upon themselves to start a second campsite, this one removed quite a distance from the clearing. It was quite clear the redheaded mageling and the blonde gunslinger girl wanted nothing to do with any more beastfolk than they had to, and right at that moment, Rufus was quickly becoming one too many beastfolk himself.

And then there was Marlene. At least she'd had enough sense of propriety to take Rufus aside, outside the clearing where Cassidy was building a fire for the others. While Leta and Regina seemed torn between which camp they intended to use, the one in the clearing with the beastfolk, or the one where Deriny and Morgan had established themselves, Marlene promptly made a point of leading Rufus almost right into the middle of the smaller camp, all the better to ensure she had people on her side around her as she began to dress him down.

"It's bad enough that you go and, and...breed with one of those filthy, mud-furred monsters," Marlene continued, shooting daggers up at Rufus with her ice blue eyes. "But now you expect them to travel with us?" The look of disgust on Marlene's face said even more than the inflection of her voice, and Rufus felt the straight-haired blonde, Morgan, glaring at him smugly, her expression that of a child watching her disliked sibling being punished. Deriny, meanwhile, studiously ignored Rufus completely, instead focusing on tending the fire.

"We're gathering people for an army, aren't we?" answered Rufus with a shrug, his tone as reasonable as he could make it despite his irritation at the ponytailed blonde. "I just got us six more followers with some persuasion, and four more besides."

"We're gathering people_for an army," Marlene clarified, though Rufus didn't quite see what she meant, at least not right away; when he did, though, his hackles started to involuntarily rise. "Not those...those _animals."

Marlene meant the gnolls, of course. At least that's what Rufus figured. The comment, though, was one of those slaps in the face that always seemed to come right when he was starting to think of himself as part of a group that didn't include beastfolk. Just when you could almost forget, could almost think that you could work together for a common goal, wham, one of the smooth-skins had to bring up the species divide.

"I'm gonna go 'n take stock of what we've got over at the other camp," said Rufus after several moments of forcing himself to take deep breaths. Without waiting to let Marlene say anything else, ignoring the protests she shot at his back in an effort to goad him back into her range of verbal fire, the wolfen pushed into the dark of the woods between the camps, letting that darkness settle into him, soothing him. Behind him, he could hear Leta, and knew the cooler-headed teen had gone over to the human camp, though her words sounded like they were intended to placate and smooth things over between the two groups. Rufus had to admit: he kind of liked Leta, and thought she made a pretty decent diplomat, even if she didn't seem like the most sensible leader all the time, a little too naïve about what it was really like out in the field to restrain her enthusiasm.

As he moved steadily farther from the human camp and closer to the beastfolk camp, Rufus' nose twitched, then his ears, and he knew he wasn't alone. Turning slightly, he looked down at the reflecting mirrors of Regina's glasses. Next to her was Adel, standing only a short distance off, watching Rufus silently. The cute little flesh mage swallowed nervously under Rufus' gaze, looking down shyly.

"Um," she began in her small voice, "I, uh, just wanted to apologize. For, uh, you know," she motioned briefly with her head toward the smaller campfire, which was now rather distant. "It wasn't...it wasn't really that bad, seeing everything that you'd done over..."

She trailed off with a glance toward the beastfolk camp just as Adel stepped forward, putting a gentle hand on the girl's upper arm, about as high as the slim little chipmunk's hand could easily reach.

"We beastfolk are a more primal people, Regina," Adel explained with a soft smile. "More honest about our feelings, and how we show them."

Rufus' nostrils twitched again, and he realized why he'd picked up on Regina's approach so quickly: there was the scent of arousal from her, just as there was from Adel. The supple-bodied princess stepped forward and, as Regina's eyes grew wide, brushed aside Rufus' loincloth, reaching beneath it to caress and then to carefully unfurl his thick, uncut length.

"Besides," Adel continued with a smile up at Rufus, her deep blue eyes shining with eagerness. "I owe you for saving my life. I understand this is the traditional way for a princess to repay her savior, no matter what the culture."

As Adel began to slowly stroke Rufus' penis to life, watching with wide-eyed, virgin fascination as it hardened before her to full erection, Rufus could feel his senses open up fully. Of course there was Regina, her legs squeezed tightly together beneath her nondescript brown schoolgirl's uniform as she grew steadily more and more aroused, unable to take her eyes from the scene taking place before her as Adel explored Rufus' body. Then, a little further away, Rufus picked up Urtan's scent. Apparently the gnoll warrior had tailed behind Adel, likely to make sure she stayed safe, and had then decided to hang back and watch. The hyenaman's arousal scent was obvious to Rufus, a potent musk that, to his beastfolk senses, was heady, almost overpowering. A bit beyond that was the beastfolk camp, where Urta was snarling at the other gnolls, reestablishing her authority while Rufus was elsewhere, keeping them in line, if only just barely - apparently Rufus had made a good impression on her, since she didn't seem interested in continuing her prior rapine behavior. Soon, though, Urta's voice, and the voices of the other gnolls faded into nothingness as Spark's sweet tenor voice was joined by the soft strumming of a mandolin.

The mandolin, incidentally, made for great background music as Adel carefully wrapped her small, slender-fingered hands around Rufus' girth, the size difference between them making the wolfen feel a surge of raw power. Gently, Rufus rested his hand on Adel's head, stroking her soft red hair, encouraging her onward as she leaned forward, her mouth starting to open as her tiny, black-padded, pointed nose neared the clear droplet of precum on the seeping tip of Rufus' now-rigid shaft.

"You've...you've done this before?" asked Regina in a very, very soft voice, as though afraid the slightest sound would pop the moment like a soap bubble.

"No," whispered Adel back, her every word sending soft, warm air over Rufus' throbbing glans. "But I've seen etchings..."

Adel opened up her tiny mouth, nice and wide, her eyes crossing as she looked straight down the barrel of that big ol' wolfcock...

It was at that moment that Rufus' ears perked, and he could tell Urtan's ears were perking as well. The heightened sensuality of the moment also meant that Rufus was picking up what was going on over at the human girls' camp, and it didn't sound good. Well, at least Rufus figured that a startled cry of alarm wasn't a good thing, especially when it was followed by the snarling language of the local wolf tribes, barking out orders to "Take them alive!"

Path Choices

A) Hang the consequences: charge in right away and save 'em, just us, Urtan, Adel, and Regina. (30%)

B) Run to get the others, then charge. (60%)

C) Wait a bit. We can get reinforcements and use the element of surprise, but really, we want those human hotties to stew a bit, show 'em that they need us. (70% - there will be a scene shift to see what happens to the girls before we save them)

D) An opportunity. We can probably trade in these human girls for some serious help. After all, stopping the Warlord's what's really important, and we don't like 'em much anyway. (50%)

E) No way am I giving up a blowjob for people who don't even like me! (No roll - there will be a scene shift to see what happens to the girls, but we won't save them)

Author's Note: And this time I got all the letters in right.