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Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure

Sixty-eighth Entry

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

1 - 0

2 - 18 - What's happening to me?!

3 - 15

Additional Votes

* Rush the training of our newcomers with the Crowns of Morpheus (a Crown can be used to provide especially speedy training, giving the user extensive training in a day's time, but will be burned out in the process; select who will be used as the template for the training if you like this option) - 7 (Rael and Urta suggested, using Rufus and Hanaro as templates, also Belthin suggested)

* Imogen learns to use a Crown of Morpheus for entertainment purposes, and Rael finds out about it and shares with her daddy, Rufus - 6

* Urtan/Urta incest scene - 4

* Incestuous foursome with Windtooth, Wauken, Rufus, and Erlend - 4

* Spark goes back into the sex machine, and this time he has sex with himself - 2

* Use a Crown of Morpheus to make a male character into a slut - 1

* Meet Lysha in Valkyrie City - 2

* Check on Belthin's fate - 2

* Padmini/Wisselfleur/Imogen (adding Lesage if possible) all f/f scene - 2

* Jonna/Skaeth scene - 1

* Lesage starts using a Crown of Morpheus for sexual storage purposes - 1

* Erlend made to wear a chastity device - 1

* Introduce a non-sexual character - 1

* Return of the succubus imp as an active character - 1

Vote Options in Progress

* Shara and Padmini learning flesh magic and non-lethal skills (sex quite likely)

* More Hanaro sex scenes (Rufus and Urtan primarily)

* Rufus bottoms to Windtooth (his father, the Blue Feather alpha male)

* Shara gangbanged (all-female and all-male both suggested)

Author Notes

That voting race was extremely close right up until the last few votes. However, considering the numbers who wanted to try a little from both of the second two options, I'll see what I can work in.

By the way, it's really, really nice seeing that nobody - not even one - voted for Option 1. Thanks. J

Pathfinding Sixty-eighth Entry

"What a predicament," Ryg murmured as she handled Rael's presently very erect penis, making the newmade wolfboy blush furiously. Thankfully, for a blind person, Ryg was very gentle with her hands. "I'm glad you called me, Alpha, but I must admit, this does seem like a serious situation."

"You're telling me," growled Rufus in her far more feminine voice, doing her best to ignore the way Urtan was nuzzling against the back of her neck, and Adel gently kissing her outer thigh - this was no time for romance! Rufus' goodies were gone! Well, displaced, but still, it amounted to the same thing in the end.

"I've been talking it over with Jutta," Ryg continued, the blind shamaness settling herself onto some of the comfortable pillows strewn next to Kyte, the green hermaphroditic dragon grinning toothily as she eyed the shapely, pale-furred female over in a decidedly lecherous fashion, "and I must draw a few conclusions based on the available evidence. Apparently, from what I've learned so far, from what Jutta knew when she took over as high priestess as well as queen, and from the many scrolls and books and other records that have lain forgotten for so long, it appears that the Valkries foresaw that they might be overthrown by male conquerors at some point."

"Wait," Urta, sitting on the sidelines, eyeing Rufus and Rael with a decidedly eager and even predatory expression up until her attention was pulled toward Urta, "you're saying you can read? I don't know how to tell you this, Ryg, but you're blind."

"Actually, I can 'read' faster than most," Ryg responded, shivering a little as Kyte leaned over and nibbled on the sensitive crook of her shoulder. "The same wind and earth spirits that bring me a picture of my surroundings also can pick the words out of books at a phenomenal rate, and whisk them into my ears. It's not quite reading, of course, but it's good enough for our needs. Now, may I continue?"

"Mrf," grunted Urta, motioning to Kyte, who reluctantly left off her erotic nibbling with a pout. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Thank you. Now, as I was saying, the Valkyries of old foresaw the possibility that they might lose to male conquerors, and their society overthrown. Apparently, the power contained here, in the high priestess' room, held the focus for a final failsafe, to ensure the female purity of the Valkyrie rulers."

"But why do I have Daddy's penis?" asked Rael, blushing even more furiously as he glanced up at Hanaro, the tall samurai girl resting her hands gently on the wolfboy's shoulders, the touch reassuring, but also carrying a hint of promise with it.

"Of course," Ryg continued, "the essence of a person's sex can't just be whisked off into nothing, at least not without much stronger and far less stable magic than that employed here. It has to go somewhere. Perhaps in the past there were repositories or something similar, for containing captured male energy. Perhaps this is where the Valkyries today get their ability to grow a penis...yes, Rufus, I can tell you're looking at me, and I know the question you'd like to ask: yes, the Valkyries can grow cocks if they want to, using a special potion made from captured male essences. Also, yes, if you'd lost, I assure you, you would have almost certainly been made intimately acquainted with the use of that potion. In this case, however, there was someone with a blood tie to the male who'd just had his member taken, and so an immediate connection was made, a transfer completed, and there you are: what was once male is now female, and what was once female is now male."

"Ngh," grunted Rufus, her voice actually rather cute when she was struggling to keep her emotions in check...which was quite a bit more than could be said for either Urtan or Adel, the former of which was presently rubbing his more-than-sizable organ against Rufus' muscular, grey-furred tush, while Adel was very lightly caressing the delicate folds of Rufus' virgin slit. "Good to know, I guess," she got out, cheeks flushed, teeth tightly grit. "But what do I do about it? I don't want to be a female forever."

"I'm not sure I want to stay a boy either," chimed in Rael, shivering lightly as Hanaro caressed his chest and upper belly with loving hands. "I mean, this is kinda fun and all right now...but I liked being a girl. It felt right."

"If you're both determined," the blind shamaness mused, reaching into a pouch by her side, then pulling out two metal objects, "then I suppose there is a possibility that might help out."

"Crowns of Morpheus," said Kyte, recognizing the former slaving equipment immediately, though the observation didn't stop him from lifting Ryg and setting the pale-furred, mostly-naked shamaness on his lap. "But those are just used to project realistic illusions into the mind of the wearer. How are they supposed to help?"

"It will take a little modification, but I think I can make these two crowns generate a resonance," Ryg explained, only hesitating slightly, her cheeks lightly flushed, as she was rocked back and forth on Kyte's green-scaled thigh, the loincloth-covered gap between her legs pressing firmly against the dragonherm's firm flesh. "Instead of just sharing fictional images, I can have them share a piece of each of you with the other, Rufus and Rael. That way, once you wear them, you'll be able to reverse the transfer of flesh. Of course, these devices aren't made for physical transfers, even with some tweaking. If I'm going to complete the magical circuit, you're both going to need to create a circuit of flesh."

"You mean sex," said Adel, catching on right away as she glanced back at the blind shamaness. "Rufus and Rael have to have sex while wearing the Crowns, after you've modified them a little. Is that right?"

"Exactly so," the shamaness approved with a nod, smiling broadly. "There will also be a rather sizable rush of positive energy in the area as well, but that is normal when dealing with these sorts of mystic transferences. We _are_in the chambers of a high priestess, after all. I don't think it will have any ill effects...well, aside from, perhaps, a general feeling of wellbeing and the repair of any minor bruises or cuts you might have acquired recently."

Rufus shuddered as she felt Adel gently teasing her fingers around her clitoris.

"Yeah, let's get on with this," she growled softly, face flushing deeply. "Quickly."

*

"Crazy shaman's sex magic," grumbled Rufus as she knelt on all-fours over Rael, who was lying on his back beneath the muscular, grey-furred she-wolfen. The powerfully-built female looked down at her...well, son, at least right now. "You okay?"

"Yeah, Daddy," agreed Rael right away, his tail wagging a bit on the soft pillows beneath. "Why wouldn't I be? I trust you."

Just below the cleft of Rufus' vulva, Rael's rather sizable penis was thrust almost straight upward, pointing right at Rufus' slit. Adel was kneeling behind the two wolfen, her loving, gentle hands keeping Rael pointed straight and true toward his intended target, while occasionally caressing and squeezing and outright groping Rufus' bottom and puffy sex. Every now and then, Adel would bend in to apply her small mouth to Rufus' pudenda, as would Urtan, kneeling right behind the little chipmunk girl, using his much larger, smooth tongue to overwhelming effectiveness. When Urtan did this, his rigid, dark-skinned erection nudging Adel in her petite derriere, often just beneath her leaf-shaped little tail, Adel would move her own mouth downward, to lovingly kiss and suckle on the tip of Rael's aching - and astonishingly sizable - erection.

Not far off, Ryg was moaning rather loudly as she rode Kyte, nice and slow, taking her time, feeling the long, smooth length of pink dragoncock sliding in and out of her slick pink pussy. The blind shamaness wasn't just moaning in mindless pleasure, however: there were words in her erotic cries, incantations and supplications to the spirits that gave her the powers that let her do so much for her people, and for Rufus. In her hands were the two Crowns of Morpheus, which she held out as they began to glow with a soft rosy inner light, the smell of honeysuckle strong in the air.

"They are ready," Ryg finally gasped out, her body shuddering, inner thighs juttering as she fell back against Kyte's chest, her head resting on the dragonherm's breasts.

Urta caught one Crown, while Hanaro caught the other, and the two females turned, bearing their charges to where Rufus and Rael couched, one over the other. Seeing their approach, Adel lifted the little vial of sweet-smelling oil Ryg had given her for this occasion. Not only was the oil a magical catalyst, helping to make the transfer of power go more smoothly, it was also made to make a female's first time go smoothly as well, minimizing the pain of defloration. Adel remembered her first time, how careful Rufus had been to get her so very wet and slick before popping her cherry. She wanted to return the favor.

Gently nudging Urtan's head to the side, Adel started to nibble on one half of Rufus' quim, while Urtan took the other, Rufus' favorite mate and her best friend tending to her heavily-leaking sex at the same time. Soon, Adel found herself focusing on the area around Rufus' clitoris, while Urtan's broad, powerful tongue lapped eagerly at the rest of those tasty wolfjuices. Rufus was doing a pretty good job not making too much noise, though she did make the occasional grunt of tension on especially well-placed nibbles and licks, especially Adel's attentions to the she-wolfen's clitoris. Soon, though, Adel poured out a liberal dose of the oil onto her hands, letting Urtan take the rest and apply it to his. When both their pairs of hands began to rub and caress Rufus' delicate pink parts, not even Rufus' willpower could hold out. She began to squirm and to whine and to thrash with the pleasure that was suddenly washing over her.

"AH!" squealed the newmade female, her bottom tensing, tail hiking high over her back. "I'm on fire! I'm on fiiiiire!"

At that moment Hanaro lowered her crown onto Rael's head, while Urta did the same to Rufus'. Instantly, both gendershifted wolfen fell silent, their eyes turning to meet that of the other. Then, with a soft moan, Rufus thrust herself down onto Rael's upthrust shaft with a single, smooth movement.

Shuddering all over, Rufus held herself there, panting hard, cheeks deeply flushed, juices fairly gushing out, matting down the fur on Rael's groin. There was a trickle of blood staining Rael's cock and dripping down onto her white-furred balls, but Rufus didn't seem to be in any pain. Then Adel was scrambling up, onto Rufus' back, straddling her like a horse, facing toward Urtan, then reaching down to grab Rufus' labia, spreading it open even wider. Rufus took the hint, and fisted his cock, before _squeezing_it, nice and slow, into Rufus' cunny, squishing his shaft right on top of Rael's.

"Ah!" wailed Rael in ecstasy, his hips trembling, desperate to start thrusting in puppyish eagerness, held back only by Rael's determination to be a good boy and not act out of turn. "Daddy! Daddy, it's so good! It's so hot and tight and wet and-mmm!"

Hanaro kissed Rael then, silencing the puppyboy, at least for a few moments. Then she slid on top of Rael's face, lowering her own dripping cunny downward, letting the eager wolfteen start to happily lick and lap and gnaw on her human parts. Urta wasn't one to be left out either, and stepped in front of Hanaro, grabbing Rufus' head by the ears, and roughly shoving her own faux-cock into the freshmade she-wolfen's muzzle.

"Ooh yeah!" she hissed in deep pleasure. "Suck that nasty hyenadick!"

Urtan started to thrust, his pure power acting as the galvanizing force that drove the engine of sex that they'd formed. Adel tumbled forward onto all-fours on Rufus' strong back, panting hard herself from the eroticism of it all, before squealing loudly as Urta grabbed her bouncy bottom, and Urtan cupped her chin. As Urtan kissed the little chipmunk girl, Urta popped her cock free of Rufus' muzzle, then shoved it roughly into Adel's pink pussy, driving it in with almost vicious force!

Rufus was at the center of the maelstrom, jerking this way and that. She was almost too drunk of pleasure right then to even know what was going on, only really aware that she felt good - better than she'd ever felt in her life. It was as though all her former capacity for pleasure as a male had been retained, but all the male limitations had been suddenly and permanently removed. It was possible to just keep feeling more! Urtan would thrust forward, his balls slapping against Rael's cock and Rufus' inner thighs, before he'd pull back, and Rufus would thrust down, taking Rael to the roots with eagerness. In front of Rufus, Urta would thrust two or three times, then pop her phallus out to plow it into Adel for a while, then bring it back, thoroughly coated with the precious princess' delicious juices. Just behind Urta, Rufus could see Hanaro's breasts bouncing, their movements hypnotic, making it all the easier to just slip into the trance, letting the pleasure take total control.

"Ah!" squealed Rael suddenly, only barely getting his muzzle out from Hanaro's cunny to cry out the warning. "D-daddy! I can't hold it! Daddeeeeeee!"

Taking the warning to heart, Rufus picked up her pace, working her body forward and back even harder, faster, rising to meet the challenge of the inexperienced wolfboy beneath her, her hands caressing his lithe-muscled chest. Yes, Rael made a fine wolfen brave - almost as adorable as when he'd been female. The thought of taking her own son...daughter...pup to the roots hit a nerve inside Rufus, and she cried out loudly, letting orgasm start to overwhelm her, even as the cry was soon mostly muffled by the return of Urta's cock, plunged back into her muzzle until it tickled the back of Rufus' throat. Behind him, Urtan picked up his pace to match, slapping his hips against Rufus' now plushly feminine but still-muscular buns, making them bounce, their shape now more like a heart than the square, blocky shape of a male's bottom, more prone to wiggling in ways that were so much fun to watch.

In an instant, orgasm started to rip through all the participants in the swift family-centered orgy. Rufus felt the first splash of Rael's cum against her inner walls, heard the wolfboy's cry of orgasm, muffled as it was absorbed by Hanaro's own clenching, cumming cunny. The feeling of cum inside of her...Rufus couldn't describe it. It was like splashing water and alchemist's fire on a raging inferno all at the same time! Her whole body starting to spasm with forces beyond her control, Rufus howled loudly as soon as Urta pulled her own cock free, her hips jerking spasmodically as she buried it back in Adel, then held it there as she started to cum, sharing her own orgasm with Adel, who soon soaked a good part of Rufus' back with her copious juices. And speaking of cum...Urtan produced so much of it! The broad-shouldered gnoll's output was absolutely tremendous, likely because of how intensely turned-on he was, claiming, mounting, breeding the female form of the very male he'd been lusting after for so very, very long.

Eventually, though, all good things must come to an end. Rufus felt Urtan slowly pull his cock free, the thick, dark length softening, deflating, still glistening with her juices. Adel's cock popped free next as it also deflated. Free of Urta's cock holding his head in place, Rufus looked down, feeling flushed and so very satisfied, watching in dazed afterglow as Rael's penis just kept on shrinking until it finally slid back into the newformed cleft of her cunny. Looking a bit further back and up, Rufus saw his labia swelling outward, then dropping back and down, becoming his sac, while his clitoris extended, swelled, and grew back into its proper place. Of course, this was all much easier to see as his taut breasts - never terribly large thanks to Rufus' high muscle and low fat content - shrank back into his chest, which returned to its proper broad, masculine shape.

"I don't say it often," growled Rufus softly as he reached up, taking Adel into his arms, then pulling her and Rael close into a loving cuddle, one that was soon joined by Hanaro, Urta, and Urtan, all of them pressed tight together on the pillows. "But I love all of you."

Nearby, Ryg had turned around, and was still riding Kyte vigorously in a proper cowgirl position, her plump breasts bouncing as her shapely bottom bounced against his scaly balls. Urtan smiled over at the two lovers, and then down at Rufus, before bending in to kiss his cheek.

"We love you too," he said, his voice soft.

Path Choices

Now, to battle! But what shall we do to face the barbarians? Please select only one base strategy, but then you may select - or suggest - up to three secondary strategies to be combined with the primary strategy selected. It is strongly recommended, however, that you provide a rationale for your chosen secondary strategies, to give an idea of how they should all fit together - the better and more clear your thinking, the larger a bonus a given secondary strategy will provide, ranging from +5% to +25% (the upper end bonus is a theoretical limit, and highly unlikely to actually happen). Bear in mind that the exact appearance of a given secondary effect will vary quite a bit based on what our primary strategy might be.

Primary Strategy (Select 1)

A) Attack! Attack! Attack! Hammer them with everything we've got, and don't let up! (50%)

B) Hit and run. Don't give out foes anything they can focus on for any length of time. (60%)

C) Magic. We have a great deal of magical power around, so let's use it to strike from an especially far distance, calling on the powers of the Valkyries tattoo wizards and priestesses to wreak havoc on our foes. (40%)

Secondary Strategies (Select 3)

1) Lure the barbarians into an ambush.

2) Catch our foes in a pincer maneuver.

3) Use the forces of nature, magical as well as mundane, to our best advantage.

4) Unleash the magic of the high priestess' chambers - what worked on Rufus and Rael can work on the barbarians.

5) Parlay with the barbarians first - they might be more willing to listen now that they've lost Belthin.

6) Find and assassinate the barbarian leaders.

7) Do whatever is possible to terrify our foes first, before and while we use our primary strategy.