Daseil #1: Introduction

There's a moment of peace as the Tiefling slowly comes to consciousness in a forest clearing, her naked body lying on the soft grass amidst bushes and huge trees. Her mind is foggy, her memories hazy, and she has difficulty remembering much about her own past, or how she arrived in the current situation.

When her mind finishes processing her situation, she raises with a start, darting up to her feet and covering herself with one arm on her chest and wrapping her pointed tail around her waist like a belt. After a moment of panic, she realizes that there's nobody here to see her like this, and her panic slowly lowers.

She takes stock of her situation and departs for the cover of the trees, aiming to sneak through the forest until she finds some semblance of civilization where some of her questions can be answered. That plan only lasts for a few minutes, as some subconscious part of her mind registers another presence nearby. Not wanting to be taken by surprise she ducks behind a nearby low-shrub to hide from whatever is out here.

(Daseil Sneak, Roll 1d20 + Caution, result: 9)

But the hiding spot she tried to pick couldn't have been worse. As she crouch-moves into position, she circles around a tree to find herself face-to-face with the thing near her; a little goblin, wearing old scraps of rags and clutching a worn scimitar. They both startle each other, freezing up for a moment; and Daseil realises that in her current state, there's little chance of winning a fight against an armed opponent.

The goblin before her seems to be taking particular notice of her state of undress.

(Daseil Attack, Roll 1d20 + Strength, result 5)

(Goblin Attack, Roll 1d20 + Danger, result 11, 3 damage)

Thinking quickly, she swipes for his face with her clawed hands while trying to disarm him with the distraction, but his own reflexes bring his face away from her jab. She stumbles forwards, cursing while the creature returns a strike with the little sword, wounding her and forcing her to reel away.

With the chance for a surprise victory lost, the tiefling reevaluates the situation, turning to sprint away through the undergrowth as hard as she can. The goblin gives pursuit after a moment of hesitation.

(Daseil Escape 1, Roll 1d20 + Quickness, result 15)
(Daseil Escape 2, Roll 1d20 + Quickness, result 18)

(Goblin Pursuit 1, Roll 1d20 + Danger, result 18)
(Goblin Pursuit 2, Roll 1d20 + Danger, result 21)

(Goblin Attack, Roll 1d20 + Danger, result 13, 3 damage)

(Daseil is out of Energy)

With no knowledge of her environment, Daseil is fighting a losing battle even with the advantage of her longer legs. The chase lasts for about thirty seconds of sprinting and dodging through the forest, before she finds feels a sharp sting on the back of her leg as the goblin catches up with a swing of his blade.

She crashes to the ground on her belly, winded and skidding for a few feet. Before she can scramble back up to her feet, the creature takes hold of her tail and manhandles his weight onto the back of her lower body.

"Hehe. Stupid cunt! Now I take what I deserve!"

Before she can fully grasp what that means, she feels a sharp pain between her legs. She screams out in pain as the goblin pierces his way balls-deep into her infernal cunt in a single stroke. However, her attacker quickly finds that, despite how good she feels, her interior burns like hot fire. He squeals out in surprise and pulls out, slapping her ass with the hand not pulling at her tail.

"Stupid slut! I'll still **** you, but now I'll make it really painful!"

She starts trying to scramble away along the ground, while he reverses the grip of his scimitar and rudely shoves it hilt-deep into her pussy, releasing her tail so he can pleasure himself with his other hand. Daseil hisses and tries to twist around to kick him off and away from her, but his weight on her back and the pain of her injuries keeps her from retaliating.

"Fuck off!"

"Ehehehe. No. Fuck you for trying to kill me!"

He pulls the weapon out of her vagina and forcefully slaps her ass and back with the blunt side of the weapon. The moment he pulls the weapon out from within her, she slams her legs shut to deny him entrance; though he uses the threat of his blade to **** her to open up once more, or risk being severely wounded.

"V-very close... Gonna cum inside your stupid hot pussy anyway!"

"Don't you fucking dare!"

Her tail flicks in his grip, the pointed tip slapping ineffectually against his head with frantic back and forth movements, while she keeps trying to struggle out from under the small creature. Daseil can hear him grunt and feel his sweaty, shivering hand return to her tail. It only takes a few more moments before she can feel the head of his cock prodding at her entrance for the second time. She clenches her fanged teeth for what's about to happen.

The goblin doesn't waste a second, forcing his dick inside her. She can feel his thick cum splurting into her the moment his balls touch her body. She screeches with fury and digs both of her clawed hands into the dirt while he blasts jets of seed into her womb.

(Pregnancy check, d100+10 vs 70. Result: 29. No pregnancy this time.)

Happy with his sloppy work, he looks down on the Tiefling and laughs again, before he grabs his belongings and walks around her

"You're lucky I can't carry you back to my tribe to be another breeding pet. We recently got a dark elf to fuck and breed. I'll just leave you here."

"I wont forget this you little monster."

"Maybe you push out a little goblin in a few days to remind you of my present, hehehehe"

He then wanders off into the forest, leaving her exhausted and humiliated on the forest floor. She rolls onto her back and catches her breath for several minutes, before sitting up and looking down at her dripping cunt with a disgusted expression. She slowly reaches a hand into herself to scoop out as much of the fluid as she can, before shaking standing to her feet and leaning against a tree, knowing that she can't stay here.

(Rest, recovers 1 Energy, then another 4, back up to 5. Gain 50xp for surviving the Goblin encounter).

The rest of her day passes in a blur, with only two notable events.

At about noon she finds a small camp; possibly belonging to the goblin who assaulted her earlier. She robs it for everything it's worth before moving on.

(Gain a knife, a small bag of dried meat, and a waterskin.)

Later on in the evening, she comes across a lake occupied by a Sylph accompanied by a glowing wisp. The devil-thief asks them some questions about the local environment, but doesn't receive any useful information from them before leaving with a catty remark.

Her wandering through the wilderness takes her all the way into night, during which all manners of creatures and critters can be heard rustling through the undergrowth. In some ways, she feels more comfortable at night, when her infernal eyes can pierce the darkness and the shadows will hide her from watching eyes. The cold could be a problem though; so she keeps her eyes open for somewhere to take shelter and sleep.

(Daseil makes shelter, Roll d20 + Knowledge. Result 13)

Eventually, she settles down for the night in an improvised lean-to built in the shelter of an old, curled tree, while trying to avoid thinking about what happened to her earlier in the day, or the long term consequences it could have for her.

(Survived the night, gain another 25xp)