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[center][b][u]The Party Ventures Forth[/u][/b][/center]

"Okay, are we ready?"

Xander looked around the table, smiling warmly as he looked from Kemper to Lucy, then snorting with laughter as he saw Cara lurch down off her chair to grab the bag beside it, her character sheets still stored away despite them having been chatting and getting set up for the game to begin for the last twenty minutes. She re-emerged a few moments later, nodding eagerly, and after Xander looked over to Kylani for final confirmation, he nodded and cleared his throat.

"In last week's session, our brave adventurers finally arrived at the Keep on the Borderlands, having been accosted on the road by bandits and dire wolves. It was late at night when you dragged your weary bodies through the Keep's gate, having convinced the guards of your desire to help by showing them the ears of the bandits which Squeaker the Barbarian so... um... [i]thoughtfully[/i] decided to keep hold of for just such an occasion."

Cara giggled and nodded.

"Yup. Totally. Squeaker definitely took the ears to prove that we are here to help the Keep and slay the forces of evil. They absolutely weren't just trophies for her. Nope. No way."

The rest of the table grinned, and Xander nodded in appreciation before continuing on.

"You made it to the sole inn active within the walls of the Keep, and used some of the gold you took from the bandits to pay for your first night spent at what might prove to be your base of operations for some time, should you live long enough. The beds and furnishings of your room are simple, mattresses and pillows stuffed with straw rather than feathers, but they're a darn sight more comfortable than a bedroll. You sleep well within your four rooms..."

Kylani cleared her throat softly, and blushed a little as she looked towards Cara.

"Uh, actually, didn't we say that me and Cara, I mean, Squeaker and Reno, were going to share a room?"

The mouse nodded eagerly at the sabretoothed cat, and Xander nodded as he checked his notes and sure enough saw that little detail written down in the corner of the last session's final page.

"Right! You actually only took two rooms, one for you and Squeaker, and one for Travels Many Roads and the Lady Millicent, Cleric of Sune. You remember the bartender who sold you the rooms awkwardly explaining that they only had rooms with double beds, no twins, but you all informed him that wouldn't be an issue."

Grinning at one another, Cara and Kylani nodded. More bashfully, and with their hands sliding over to touch and squeeze for a moment beneath the surface of the table, Kemper and Lucy did the same. Xander chuckled as he let the moment linger before continuing on, knowing full well about the intimacy brewing between Kemper and the newest member of their friend group, with Kylani and Cara having made no secret of their attraction to and casual intimacy to one another from practically the very first time that they'd met. Normally he found it a little awkward to role-play romances out within games, particularly if there was an established couple at the table. But since everyone seemed equally eager to have an element of their romantic or perhaps more physically intimate relationships bleed into their portrayals of their characters, the kangaroo was more than happy to oblige.

"So, I guess I should say that you slept as well as you each [i]chose[/i] to sleep within your two rooms..."

The 'roo teased playfully, Kylani snorting with laughter, Cara giggling and both Kemper and Lucy just getting red in the face as they glanced bashfully at one another with secretly pleased, eager little smiles of their own.

"...when the next morning comes though, as the smells of breakfast and ale begin to waft up the stairs in unison from the first rays of dawn's light, you awaken to a new day, and new challenges. So, tell me, what would you like to do now that you've arrived at the Keep."

For a good half hour, Xander went back and forth between the different players in the group role-playing out little scenes of their first interactions with the Keep's various denizens. Cara started challenging other people at the inn to arm-wrestling contests over breakfast, the pale, skinny human woman in a ragged set of commoners clothes she was playing drawing several laughs from the burly dwarves at one table... right up until she rolled a 19 plus her athletics, and practically cracked a table in two as she beat the biggest and strongest of them all before prancing off with a giggle to rejoin Kylani at their table. Kylani meanwhile started trying to get useful information out of the young bartender on shift that morning, but despite her persuasive, slightly flirtatious comments earning the Tabaxi rogue advantage on her charisma check, two 5s meant that there wasn't much information forthcoming from that particular source.

"Dammit. Well... who else can I flirt with?"

Kylani quizzed Xander as she described her character rising from the breakfast table in search of fresh targets. The kangaroo smirked and raised his hands in a shrug.

"I mean, you can make an investigation check. But like... you need to tell me what it is you're searching for. Are you trying to spot people you think could give you information, or people who'd be receptive to your flirting?"

The sabretoothed cat grinned, and Kemper groaned softly in amusement, putting his head into his hands while Cara and Lucy both giggled at Kylani's response.

"Oh, I think we both know the answer to that one, Xander. I'd like to find the most desperately horny person in the bar. The kind of person who would tell me everything I wanna know about the keep and its surroundings... if I let them do it over some pillow talk."

Xander nodded, and gestured encouragingly towards the dice-tray sitting upon the centre of the table. Before Kylani could roll her dice though, Cara piped up.

"Oh, um! Can I give advantage on the check by helping?"

The kangaroo raised an eyebrow.

"Helping how?"

Giggling and looking over to Kylani for approval, Cara rubbed her pink paws together eagerly as the sabretoothed cat nodded.

"Well, if the idea of spending some time in bed with one beautiful adventurer isn't encouragement enough to share some information... maybe [i]two[/i] will? So, I think maybe Squeaker climbs up over the table where we're sitting, sits on Reno's lap..."

Cara left her seat as she continued to speak, and after urging Kylani to pull her chair back slightly slipped up onto the feline woman's lap to demonstrate what she meant.

"...and starts to make out with her, giving Reno advantage on looking around to see who seems interested, who seems [i]excited[/i] by what they see."

Nodding, and pointedly ignoring the fact that Reno should probably have been way too distracted in that moment to spend time looking around the inn, Xander allowed Kylani to make the check with advantage. He waited for her to roll, and waited, and then glanced back up from the dice tray to the woman herself, only to see Kylani's hand hovering with the dice clutched in its grasp a foot or so over the tray. The sabretoothed cat was too busy to actually roll the dice though, for rather than just mounting her lap to make a point, Cara seemed eager to fully play out just how seductive and alluring both Reno and Squeaker intended to be together. They were kissing deeply, the mouse's hands roaming through the cat's lush hair as their noses bumped and soft smacks and moans escaped their meeting, parting, teasing lips while tongues flicked back and forth.

Everyone else at the table just paused for a moment, helplessly watching the two women make out. Kemper and Xander both blushed, though this was far from the first time they'd been present as Kylani and Cara got all amorous together. For Lucy however this [i]was[/i] her first time seeing these two women get so tender and intimate in the presence of others, never mind [i]herself[/i]. She didn't look uncomfortable though. She didn't look awkward or disgusted by their shameless PDA. If anything, she looked fascinated, and though her cheeks were burning hot beneath her deep brown cheeks she made no attempt to look away from the pair, and almost seemed a little disappointed when eventually Kemper cleared his throat and spoke up in his own slightly gruff character voice.

"So, Lady Millicent... do you think Sune would approve of these tactics for information gathering?"

Turning to Kemper with a smile, Lucy put on her poshest, most refined attempt at a faux-British accent, and spoke back.

"In fact, yes. Sune always approves of divine beauty being admired and shared between those who possess it. And, if their goal is just and true, I am certain that a person of equal beauty will find their way to join them, and provide them with answers to the questions they seek."

Looking from Kemper to Xander, Lucy pulled one of her dice from its bag and held it out for the dungeon master to see.

"Can I give them Guidance for their check, since I think Sune would approve of this use of both characters' beauty to advance our goals?"

Xander grinned as Kemper watched his friend and lover in wonder, clearly impressed at Lucy's grasp of the game given that this was only her second time playing dungeons and dragons.

"Absolutely. And take Inspiration for being so thoughtful of how your deity would view real world opportunities like this."

Lucy beamed, then glanced nervously at Kemper as she peered down at her character sheet.

"Uh, inspiration is..."

Kemper pointed to a box on her sheet, and leaned over to gently peck her on the cheek as she did so.

"Tick that box. Basically you get to give yourself advantage on any individual twenty sided dice roll you make. It's like a way for Xander to mechanically reward us for particularly good role-play."

Lucy beamed.

"Oh, cool! Thanks!"

She grinned gleefully at the kangaroo, before finally rolling the four sided die in her palm onto the dice tray as she granted Squeaker and Reno divine guidance with their own roll. The sound of the plastic hitting the wooden tray seemed to prompt Kylani and Cara to part their lips, panting, blushing, Cara giggling as she realised that quite without thinking about it she'd undone the top button of Kylani's blouse at some point during their minute long make-out. She still made no move to actually depart from the sabretoothed cat's lap though, simply cuddling up against Kylani's chest with a soft, contented sigh as the feline woman looked around the table bashfully, though her face was flushed and her eyes slightly glazed with obvious arousal, and at last actually rolled her two dice.

They hit the dice tray with a clatter, rolled, span, danced around the D4 which had already added a helpful additional 3 to whatever she was about to roll, and then...

"[i]Yes[/i]!"

She cried out, hugging Cara tight and kissing the mouse all over again as she rolled a 4 on one of the dice, but an 18 on the second. Their lips parted more swiftly this time, and she beamed at the rest of the party as she announced the final result.

"18, plus 6 on my Investigation because I have expertise. Plus another 3 from the Guidance. Twenty seven. So, do I see someone who's worked up by Reno and Squeaker making out? Someone who might be able to tell us some information about this place if we give them the right [i]incentive[/i]?"

Xander chuckled, and nodded as he waved his hand before the sabretoothed woman in a welcoming gesture.

"Oh, with a twenty-seven? Absolutely! In fact, you tell me exactly who you want to see, and what you do to make them tell you absolutely everything you know. And with a twenty seven, it'll happen."

Kemper's eyes widened slightly at that comment, and even Lucy giggled at the implication. Somehow though Xander himself totally missed out on the fact that he had just essentially given Kylani carte blanche to full on describe how she and Cara's character were going to fuck this NPC into giving them information, and he only seemed to clue in on that fact when Kylani was already way too far into her description to possibly stop her.

"Across the tavern we see a member of the Keep's guard. He must have been on night shift, he's sitting eating his breakfast with his helmet off. He's just a young guy. Cute. Maybe a half elf, maybe just a very pretty human. Tanned skin from being outside, hair short so it doesn't get messed up in his helmet. He sees me and Cara... uh, I mean Reno and Squeaker making out, and as our eyes meet while I'm still kissing my barbarian companion, I see him react like a soldier who's been in a lonely barracks with no privacy for way too long. Like a young guy with all the urges of a young guy, but no way to let them loose in a place like this. He gets so shy and squirmy as I hold his gaze while I keep making out with Ca-... with Squeaker, and by the time I slide her off my lap, take her hand and stand up, walking across the tavern to where he's sitting, he's slack jawed and wide eyed, and of course he's rock hard under the bench. I tell him we're new in town. We're here to help, but... we need to get the lay of the land first. I emphasise [i]lay[/i]. I ask him if he can help us learn the ropes. If he can help us get [i]laid[/i] the way we want."

Xander tried to cut her off, to chime in and steer the role-play in a different direction, but before he could do so, Cara added her own unique flavour to the scene. Which of course meant taking any trace of modesty and suggestiveness which remained, and turning it on its head with absolute and explicit clarity.

"Reno slides into his lap. I feel his hard cock against my bare pussy underneath my ragged old skirt. I lean in, and I whisper a question to him. I ask him... has he [i]ever[/i] been with one woman before. Never mind two at once. And, if he doesn't take this chance now... does he ever think it will happen again? Then I stand up. I reach out one hand to Reno, and another to him. I look up towards the stairs. Towards our room. Does he take my hand, Xander?"

Red faced beneath his fur, everyone at the table looking a little hot under the collar in that moment as they all found themselves caught up in the excitement and anticipation of that scene, Xander nodded.

"F-fuck yeah, he takes it..."

Cara squealed with delight. Kylani hugged her close, then kissed her deeply once again, only to break the lip-lock about ten seconds later and glance back up at Xander for a moment.

"We fuck him till he passes out. We cuddle with him for the rest of the day, and make him feel like a king and a sex god whenever he wants it. Only when it gets towards the evening do we actually order some food up to the room and ask him some questions."

She scooted Cara off her lap, and rose from the chair in which they'd both been seated, taking Cara by the hand just as she and Squeaker were holding them within the game.

"Now, uh... you can keep RP'ing with Kemper and Lucy's characters for the rest of the day's scenes while we're doing that. But, me and Cara are gonna take a twenty minute break, if that's okay?"

She was asking Cara if it was okay, no-one else. The mouse's eyes widened, but she nodded feverishly as Kylani already began to pull her away from the table. Towards the door, towards the hallway, and towards the stairs of Xander and Cara's shared home. Before anyone else could raise any objections to the proposed break barely an hour after they'd started the day's gaming, the two women were gone. And a minute or so later, as Kemper, Lucy, and Xander were only just beginning to clear their heads of what had just happened and begin to formulate a plan for Lady Millicent and

Travels Many Roads, they heard a sound from Cara's bedroom, directly above the game room. A thud. A creak of bedsprings. And then... a moan, distant, muted but far from inaudible.

Then another.

And another.

And...

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Half an hour later, a rather red faced, tousled haired and giddily grinning Kylani and Cara settled back down into their respective seats. For a few moments no-one spoke, Lucy looking between the other two women and Xander and Kemper, wondering if what she had just experienced over the past thirty minutes was something these four friends had ever shared before. If what she and the two men had listened to, had heard quite unabashedly over the last little while was just something they were meant to accept and move on from without any discussion, or whether it was as out of the ordinary for everyone else as it was for her. And yet, when Xander cleared his throat and began to describe to Kylani and Cara in brief what they'd missed and what both Travels Many Roads and Lady Millicent had learned from their own explorations of the keep over the course of that in-game day, she was somewhat relieved by how readily they slipped back into the casual, light-hearted tone of the game and their friendship in general.

Laughter and conversation flowed around the table as the party discussed the various pieces of information they'd learned from individual or multiple sources, identifying a few obvious plot hooks for now and later and sharing facts they'd learned about the Keep itself. From their new [i]friend[/i] Squeaker and Reno had learned quite a few things about the politics of the Keep, who was in charge of the guards, the Keep overall and indeed what threats they found themselves facing in trying to establish this outpost on the frontiers of civilisation. Combining that with what the other two party members had learned, and the more practical job which Kemper and Lucy's characters had carried out of buying them all some necessary supplies for venturing forth, before long it became clear what the party wished to do the following day. They had to prove themselves as heroes to the people and authorities of this Keep. And to do so, they had to strike out into the wilderness beyond its walls, past the last bastion of civilisation, and towards the dreaded Caves of Chaos!

"But, we'll do that tomorrow, right? I mean, tomorrow in the game?"

Cara asked curiously, Xander having made it very clear to herself and Kylani that just as they had requested they had spent all day up in their room with the member of the guard. The kangaroo nodded, though raising an eyebrow with amused suspicion as he did so. The mouse giggled, and shrugged as she glanced over at Kylani with a playful wink.

"I mean, Squeaker just had a very long, tiring day. She didn't get much sleep y'know. Even when the guard was out of it, I don't think Reno stopped. Right?"

Kylani purred loudly as she nodded back.

"Right. Reno would probably want to go back to bed pretty soon too. To sleep, y'know. Totally not to see just how long it'd take to sap the strength of the beautiful barbarian lady who kept up with her perfectly during their day together. Coz, if she did that, they might be up all night... and the DM might have to force us to take a level of exhaustion..."

Grinning and nodding in return, Cara shivered in her seat.

"Or, y'know, he might just ask us to roll up new characters. Whole new characters, just coz our old ones get so caught up in one another that they forget all about a life of fame and adventuring and wealth. All they want now is a quiet life where they can find a nice cosy room in an inn, lock the door, and..."

Xander cleared his throat loud enough to make both Kylani and Cara jump, not to mention shift back from where they had not only been scooting their chairs closer together, but also letting hands drift dangerously close to areas that would have been fine for them to reach out to in the bedroom, but were in theory less readily accessible in the presence of others.

"Lets avoid letting our characters succumb to the ravages of domestic and sensual bliss at least before they make enough money to actually fund a life of tavern based sex, hmm? But, your characters are more than welcome to retire to their room and spend their long rest doing whatever they wish. I'm sure Travels Many Roads and Lady Millicent will enjoy the concert from their room just as much as we did."

Only after making that comment did Xander seem to realise what he'd said, but while Kylani and Cara's faces burned crimson even as they looked at the other people around the table with delight at the implied enjoyment of their earlier [i]performance[/i], Lucy took a deep breath and overcame her own embarrassment with a forward, playfully teasing remark of her own.

"Who says that Lady Millicent and T.M.R won't be playing their own concert? They spent the whole day together after all, and as a Priestess of Sune it would not be right for Lady Millicent to hear such beautiful devotions without seeking to join in and share those echoing praises with her glorious, gorgeous deity. Of course, Travels Many Roads doesn't [i]have[/i] to join in... but..."

Kemper grinned, blushed, and shrugged as Xander glared at him and Lucy in red faced betrayal as they both utterly failed at managing and calming the overall mood of the table.

"Oh no, he'll join in. He's been thinking about Lady Millicent all day. Wondering about last night when he caught a glimpse of her bathing in the stream with her armour off, and... whether she knew he was watching when she started to..."

His voice trailed off, and Lucy giggled in delight as she nodded and leaned over to kiss him just as Kylani had to Cara.

"She knew..."

The human woman murmured, playing along despite the fact there absolutely hadn't been any role-play of a stream-side bath or the slightest bit of voyeurism during their previous week's session.

"She has a high passive perception. She knew you were watching, and... she appreciated your devotion to her Goddess given beauty then, just as she will appreciate it tonight."

Xander looked around the table, watching as both the pairs whispered to, blushed at and kissed one another. In other situations than this he might have felt awkward. He might have felt left out, the fifth wheel utterly left behind by his friends' amorous interactions. But, not with these friends. He knew, after all, that at least three of the four of them were people he had smooched with himself in the past. And, more to the point, people whom if things descended from in game teasing to a more full on out of game experience for all the rest of them, would be more than glad to include him in that fun. Thus while he had been looking forward to continuing the story on a more sober, though still hopefully someone light-hearted and enjoyably fun trajectory, he was more than ready and able to shift focus a little. If his players wanted to be able to be flirty, to be sexy and suggestive at the table... then boy, had they ever called upon the right dungeon master to assist them.

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'[i]The following morning you depart the Keep on the Borderlands, and head out into the wilds beyond. Through the morning you maintain a good pace, and before long the Keep itself is out of sight as you traverse the mountain trails. Whoever wants to act as navigator, roll Survival to keep your party from getting lost. Someone else acting as lookout, roll Perception to keep an eye out for any approaching threats.[/i]'

Travels Many Roads scrambled up onto a rock, the Tabaxi's claws easily permitting him to scale the sizeable boulder for a better vantage point to examine the trail ahead. He hurriedly scrawled down a map of several approaching geographical features to act as a guide for when they returned this way, then nodded to Lady Millicent as he slid down the rock once more, the powerful, beautiful cleric catching the ranger in her arms and pulling him close for a tender kiss. Reno meanwhile really should have scouted ahead, perhaps climbed a tree or even that same rock to look out for trouble approaching. Instead though she skipped right to the point where Travels Man Roads had gotten to by the long way round, and simply glanced up and down the path either side of them briefly before dragging the small, lithe figure of Squeaker into her arms and kissing her deeply, grabbing the human woman's ass and moaning as she realised that once again there was not a stitch of underwear beneath the ragged, simple dress which seemed to be the only item of clothing the pint-sized barbarian possessed.

'[i]Nicely rolled, Kemper. 21 total on the Survival check. But... oof, Ky, a 7 on the Perception. Feeling a bit distracted this morning, hmm?[/i]'

Peeling themselves apart from one another once again, the party pressed onward. Soon they were moving through a rocky ravine, thick brambles rendering the upper sides of the enclosed space impassable on both ledges. Reno scowled as they descended into it, and looked around at her friends as they too shifted nervously, hands lingering close to their weapons as an eerie silence fell over the ravine. No birds. Not even a breath of wind.

Suddenly, an echoing, multi-layered howl rang out through the ravine, and from both in front and behind the party at either edge of the enclosed space in which they were trapped, a band of snarling, grinning gnolls burst forth. Up above the thorns retracted, and from either side of the ravine's edges more of the burly, hyena-like creatures emerged, cackling, howling and snarling in gleeful triumph while in their midst a particularly large, bountifully breasted female gnoll waved her arms and chanted as she withdrew the thorny terrain with her druidic magic.

"Well shit..."

Reno murmured as they were surrounded on all sides with spears, swords and shortbows pointed at them.

"Does anyone speak gnoll? Or should I start speaking the language of battleaxe?"

Squeaker added, delicate fingers twitching as she swayed seemingly at the mere mention of the overly cumbersome heavy weapon strapped to her back. No sooner had she said that though, both Travels Many Roads and Lady Millicent spoke up in perfect unison.

"Oh! I do!"

The other two party members looked at them expectantly, and sure enough it wasn't long before the Druid and another particularly large, particularly vicious looking gnoll trampled down the ravine towards them while the others held position, bows, spears and swords at the ready.

"[i]Who leads you?[/i]"

The gnoll chief growled softly, his voice threatening but not nearly as violent nor vicious as any of the party had been expecting, whether they could actually understand his words or not. Travels Many Roads translated the question for the benefit of the other two, but when no-one responded immediately and he saw the gnoll's eyes narrowing in warning, he took a deep breath and took the initiative.

"[i]I speak for this band. We mean you no harm.[/i]"

The gnoll snarled a little louder, and pointed aggressively at Roads' longbow resting in his hand, at Lady Millicent's mace on her belt, at Reno's rapier and Squeaker's battleaxe.

"[i]You mean us no harm yet you travel through our territory with weapons, and with two humans...[/i]"

He sniffed the air, then raised an eyebrow in Squeaker's direction.

"[i]...one, at least. The last time humans came here with weapons, they called us monsters. They attacked us, burned one of our settlements to the ground. But we fought back. We sent them whimpering and mewling back to their Keep far fewer in numbers than when they first came. And now... now we will prove our strength to anyone who seeks to oppose us, so that no humans ever think we are weak enough for them to attack and call monsters without consequence again.[/i]"

Travels Many Roads swallowed thickly, and was glad of the assistance when quietly behind him Lady Millicent began to translate the chief's words.

"[i]A-and... what of those who do not seek to harm you, or oppose you? Those who wish to pass peacefully through your lands, to the Caves of Chaos beyond?[/i]"

The gnoll raised his eyebrows, looked at the Druid by his side, and laughed along with her before turning back to the tabaxi ranger.

"[i]You seek the Caves of Chaos? Where true monsters dwell and where we hunt only in great numbers, when food and supplies elsewhere are most scarce? Do you wish death for you and your friends... or is it glory you seek?[/i]"

The tabaxi swallowed thickly.

"[i]Glory, yes. And wealth. And... peace. To bring peace to the chaos. But, we have no quarrel with your people. No reason to believe you mean us any harm, unless... well, unless you prove otherwise.[/i]"

Grinning toothily, the gnoll leaned in close to Travels Many Roads. So close that the tabaxi could smell something on the chief's breath. Not rotten meat or bile or anything like that, but... a herbal scent, as though he had been smoking something whose presence lingered even after its consumption was long finished.

"[i]Again you mention peace. But, the word comes easily in many tongues. Far more so than the act. What if I asked you to prove your peace, tabaxi. You, and your companions alike.[/i]"

His voice grew softer still, and less violent. Less forceful. More... Travels Many Roads' eyes widened. Surely that tone wasn't what it sounded like.

"[i]Prove our peaceful intentions? I... we could do that. But... how?[/i]"

The gnoll grinned, and took another step forward as the Druid reached out and grasped his animal-hide cloak. Drawing it back from around his shoulders to reveal a body clad in nothing more than a loin cloth. A loin cloth which was beginning to becoming increasingly insufficient to hide what was going on beneath it. What was swelling, bulging, growing beneath it.

"[i]I... I... oh. Oh. Wow... I... o-oh god... I... that wasn't what I was expecting...[/i]"

Lady Millicent stepped forward, but not to draw her weapon. Instead, she began to unbuckle her armour in front of the Druid, and smiled warmly as the female gnoll began to shuck off her druidic vestments at the same time. Playfully she glanced over at the ranger, and winked as she glanced down at his crotch.

"Really? Coz, that bulge in your britches says otherwise, my dear Roads."

The tabaxi stuttered for a few moments before responding, raising his arms skyward even as the gnoll chief began to drop to his knees and started unbuckling his belt, while more of the clan's warriors moved forward, setting down their own weapons as close by both Squeaker and Reno did the same.

"I... wha... that's not fair, it's Kemper who's... n-not Roads... and, I didn't even get to make a charisma check..."

Once again Lady Millicent giggled.

"Kemper? Who is Kemper? Careful, your character voice is... o-ohh... is slipping. Besides, did you really want to [i]avoid[/i] this encounter?"

The gnolls moved in closer all around the party. Weapons dropped. Clothes shed. Strong, clawed hands grasped at smooth flesh and shorter, lush fur alike. But not angrily. Not aggressively. Seeking to learn. To share. To give the party a chance to prove their peace in the most undeniable way possible as they ventured forth into the wilds of the world. Peace after all was, like the gnoll chief said, an easy word to say, as so many words were. But to show peace; to live it, and show love and care for those around you... that was a far more challenging concept to fake.

And thus, that was precisely what the gnolls asked the party to prove to them. Right there and then in the base of that ravine.

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"The leader of the gnolls nuzzles at your cock as he pulls it free..."

Xander murmured from between Kemper's legs as he tugged the sabretoothed cat's cock free of his boxer shorts and brushed the tip of his nose against its straining head.

"...while more of the tribe step forth to attend to Kylani and... uh, Reno and Squeaker, and the Druid begins to chant, summoning forth a nature spirit to assist her in making peace with Lady Millicent."

Calling out from under the table, Xander grinned as he saw Kylani duck down with him, her body already naked from the waist down and a hand leaving her pussy to join the other in starting to strip Lucy of her own lower garments. At the same time Xander could see a naked pair of mouse legs standing beside the human woman on her tip-toes, and between the smacking of lips and soft moans from Lucy, he could hear Cara giggling and whispering fond words of encouragement and excitement to the less experienced of their friends.

"The party succeeds at showing the gnolls that they are peaceful, but..."

Xander kissed the tip of Kemper's cock, flicking his tongue out over the underside of the other man's tip.

"...rather than tell you how, why don't we [i]show[/i] each other. Really play it out."

A moment later his muzzle engulfed Kemper's cock, the sabretoothed cat's yowl of pleasure almost eclipsing Lucy's cry of joy escaping from around Cara's eager lips as Kylani began to kiss at the now bare, deep brown flesh of her crotch, while two fingers wiggled and teased their way into the beautiful woman's depths.

From that point onward, the session devolved entirely. Dice still occasionally hit the table and during their recovery periods, especially those for the men, they did return to their seats and embody their characters some more. To the delight of the four players however, alongside their creative input they increasingly found themselves being told a far more erotic variant of the fantasy story they had originally anticipated from their dungeon master.

In the wake of the gnolls, the party became lost and found themselves in a glade of sweet scented flowers which of course were potent aphrodisiacs. Lucy rode Kemper hard, shrieking, wailing in unabashed freedom as she learned just how liberating it could be to make love with others watching. And of course, the others did watch, Kylani and Cara standing, slumped over either side of Xander as he moaned and described to the group how intensely they all just wanted to stay there rolling around and fucking in the flowers forever while his fingers drove both the women cuddling him and stroking his cock equally wild.

After they dragged their sweat-glistening, cum-stained bodies out of the flower field upwind of its pollen, they pushed on further until the exhaustion brought about by the flowers forced them to camp for the night. It would have been so easy to use that as yet another excuse to fool around in game, or simply to end the session there and retire to a more comfortable venue for some five-way passions. But with just half an hour to go until the time they had arranged to stop playing and order pizza anyway, the party were perhaps unsurprisingly eager to push on and discover what kinky monster or trap awaited them next.

Sure enough, after their characters rested and found themselves revitalised the next day, it wasn't long at all into their daily walking when they found themselves trekking past a calm forest glade with a perfectly circular pond at its centre.

"Are there tentacles in the pond, Xander?"

Cara piped up before the kangaroo could even finish describing the scene.

"I... w-well, I mean, there may b-..."

The mouse giggled, rolled her eyes and scooted off her seat, padding over to the kangaroo, both of them already stark naked, and glancing down between his legs.

"Your hard-on says there is."

She whispered to him as she leaned in close and pecked him on the cheek, before turning back to the rest of the party with a grin.

"Squeakers has this handled. She takes off her dress, and runs, naked, towards the pool... then she dive-bombs into it!"

Xander moaned, and blushed as Cara began to straddle his lap.

"When you approach the pool, its surface begins to ripple. Thick, milky tentacles that look like they're made of the water itself emerge, and as you leap into the air, they grab you in their slippery but tight clutches."

Cara moaned as she sank down upon the kangaroo's cock, and yet even as she began to ride the 'roo she looked back over her shoulder, grinning as Lucy and Kylani began to drag Kemper off his own chair and lay him out on the floor, the human woman straddling his face while Kylani took care of his crotch, the pair facing one another and already running their hands over the other woman's respectively beautiful fur and skin.

"They lash out and ensnare all your friends. Restraining you, immobilising you with... o-oohh, with pleasure as they start to wrap around you, and fill you up..."

Kylani mewled, Lucy whimpered, and Kemper gurgled from between Lucy's legs as even while the other sabretoothed cat was sinking down onto his cock and the human woman's pussy was starting to drool arousal into his panting, eager muzzle, he felt one of Kylani's saliva-lubed fingers probing at his backside.

"Sounds tough. I... oooh, oh, Xander... I fly into a barbarian rage... and, when I do... my body starts to transform, and to grow..."

Cara squeaked as she started to rock back and forth on Xander's lap, humping his cock while his arms encircled her and his lips sought out hers between her gasping descriptions.

"...fur sprouts from Squeaker's smooth skin as she grows from four and a half feet tall to over six. Her ears get bigger. A tail sprouts from between her legs. She reveals her true were-rat form to the party for the first time... a-and... oh god..."

The mouse moaned loudly as she started to bounce harder, more urgently upon Xander's cock.

"...with advantage on all her strength based checks and saving throws, she starts to... o-ooohh yes... [i]yes[/i]!"

Her voice trailed off amidst her cries, and left Xander struggling to fill in the blanks.

"To... [i]ah[/i], to what, Cara? What does Squeaker do? She starts trying to escape the tentacles? To save her friends from this sex crazed elemental?"

The mouse whimpered, and shook her head as she looked down at her dear friends lying on the floor close by, Kylani and Lucy making out hungrily and pawing desperately at one another's breasts, tweaking and rubbing sensitive nipples while they rode and humped against Kemper beneath them.

"Nnhh... no. God no. She uses her strength to fuck the tentacles harder. Faster. To drain them of all their strength, and every drop of whatever they have to offer inside them. She fucks them harder and harder and harder... oo-ohhhhh fuck, till [b]they[/b] can't take it any more. And... ohhh, oh Xander, when the tentacles are spent, and they try to retreat... she loses control of her were-rat side's more savage personality, and still huge, hulking, raging with desire, she turns to her party, a-aahhh... and begs all of them to fuck her, and touch her, and [b]use[/b] her in every way they can until finally even her powerful, primally attuned body can't take any more!"

Needless to say, the party didn't make it any further that day. Not just because the water elemental was strong enough to nearly overcome them all, but because the five friends embodying that world couldn't bring themselves to stop and take the time to engage in structured role-play any longer from that point onward.

Kemper roared as Lucy's hot juices soaked his face and triggered his own climax, hot ribbons of cum pouring forth into Kylani as she shuddered, grunted and bucked her way through her own orgasmic high. Cara shrieked and gurgled as Xander reached between their bodies and rubbed her clit, adding yet more intensity to the already overwhelming stimulation that crashed through her, but did nothing whatsoever to satisfy her even when she was done cumming. Even after Xander's own hot cum flooded into her alongside her second peak, Cara wouldn't stop. She couldn't. Because with her eyes shut and her muzzle hanging open in a constant stream of grunts and shrieks and moans and frantic pleas for more, she wasn't Cara.

The D&D ended there, the rules and the dice and the monsters being set aside for another day, and another session. But the role-play went on as Squeaker, the were-rat barbarian defeated the water elemental with her body's unfathomable lust, only to turn it upon her party. She begged for their help. Screamed for their touch. And to her abject joy, she received it in abundance. Hands all over her. Tongues everywhere she could dream of. Lips, cocks, pussies wherever and whenever she craved them. Squeaker raged on and on in her ecstasy, shameless even by Cara's standards. The were-rat was more demanding, more desperate and frenzied in her lust than the mouse could or would ever be, and as orgasm after orgasm struck her and she only found herself craving [b]more[/b], Cara surrendered entirely to her fantasy and her fantasy self.

She need not have felt any embarrassment or any self-consciousness though, because as much as it delighted her libido to play the unabashed, sex crazed barbarian, it elated her friends every bit as much to have an excuse to remain lost in their make-believe world without the structures of the game to limit them.

"Fuck me, Roads. Fuck me hard, show my Goddess how beautiful a servant of hers I am. Show her what the perfect body she granted me does to you. How you are powerless to... o-oohh yes, Kem... I... I mean, Roads... harder. Right there! Yes! [i]Yes[/i]!"

Lady Millicent screamed feverishly, casting aside all her nobility and high class lifestyle in exchange for raw, potent euphoria.

"Squirt for me, Squeaker. Oh. Ohhh fuck, yes... show me how strong you are now. How powerful your whole body is. How far you can... ooohh fuck. Ohhhh fuck, [b]yes[/b]!"

Kneeling down beside the barbarian, three fingers drove savagely in and out of Squeaker's clutching, spasming depths as the were-rat roared and obliged with practically no hesitation. At the same time as the hulking were-rat thrashed and gushed over the tabaxi's fingers though, she too found herself screaming in pleasure as a fifth figure mounted her. How the avatar of fate, the master of the dungeons who guided their every move through this world had come to be there with them in that moment, the party did not know. But as the anthro kangaroo's balls slapped against Reno's dripping pussy as he grunted, huffed and fucked her with all the force he could muster, none of them were coherent enough to care. Xander could break through the fourth wall and join them in their shared fantasy as much as he liked. In fact, there was only one thing that in that moment not the barbarian, the rogue, the ranger, the cleric nor the dungeon master himself had the power to do within the party's passion-fuelled game.

They couldn't stop playing.

By Jeeves

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