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Chapter 41
by
Zingiber
Choose one and roll BRAVERY or DILIGENCE.
Remove your CONSEQUENCE and HAVE SEX with Praxilla.
Praxilla laughs as you stagger, unsteady on your feet. "Mission accomplished, wizard boy," she says. "How are you planning on getting home?"
"I suppose," you say, "I could walk?"
The westering sun shines low across the rolling grassy downs at the edge of the Weirding Woods. Your heart beats fast and your tongue tingles from the bite of Love Grass that the centauress sneaked to you when she diverted you to a moist little hollow where late strawberries were growing, alongside Love Grass.
"Can I stay here overnight, with you and your people?" you ask.
"Mmm, I suppose," Praxilla says. She tosses her head, the pale-blonde hair whipping like a second tail. Her horse tail whips restlessly across the golden pelt of her hindquarters, raising the scent of her sexual heat. "But I can't go down to the village while I'm all on heat from Love Grass. I don't mind giving the old greybeard a thrill, not at all. I rather enjoyed it." She laughs. "Maurippos does have a lovely shaft, he does. It's the young fellows here won't be able to contain themselves, and what a nuisance. I need to stay downwind till I'm quenched."
"Do we have to wait, then? Overnight?" you ask Praxilla.
"Oh, no, we don't need to wait at all," Praxilla says. "We don't have a good tree right here, like by the meadow where the old fellow teaches. So you, Eric Eric, you'll have to be my tree."
"You'll knock me right over!" you protest.
Praxilla had backed her hindquarters up to a smooth sapling, grinding out a a climax while you held her hands to steady her. In the throes of her pleasure, she'd lifted you off the ground, breaking the contact that held Tanglefoot at bay, and had straightaway fallen on top of you. Even without Tanglefoot, you couldn't hope to stay standing with Praxilla grinding her rump on you.
"Old stone wall two steps behind you,", Praxilla says. "Brace yourself, wizard boy."
Praxilla turns about and backs up toward you. Two steps behind you is a wall that supports you firmly to just under your shoulderblades.
"How's this going to w..." you start.
Praxilla's white-blonde tail whips up and she backs up into you, pressing you against the wall. She grinds up and down once, then takes a step away. Her oozing sex leaves a mark on your brown House Beavertail robe.
"Robe off, I want your skin!" Praxilla demands.
You yank your robe up over your head and drop it to the side.
Praxilla's need is urgent. She presses back at you with her tail lifted, grinding her wet sex against your body. Her moans rise quickly, and she freezes in climax, pressing back with a spasm that squeezes the breath from your body. A thread of warm liquid trails down from where she's pressing on you, flows round the base of your member and drips off your balls.
With the Love Grass and Praxilla's scent, you were already aroused, but her wet climax stirs the Wild Magic within you. Flows of erotic and magical energy mix, a vortex of hot wind surrounds you, and your discarded robe flies away in tiny brown and gold shreds.
Praxilla cries out in exaltation, your Wild Magic taking her to higher heights. But she wants more.
"Fill me, Eric, put something in me!" she begs. "Your prick, your fist, something!"
With Praxilla's sex calling in the midst of the storm of Wild Magic, your member responds, swelling harder and higher than you've ever felt.
"Move up, just a step!" you tell her. Your voice is tight with the pressure of her hindquarters. Praxilla budges forward. You seize her tail and press your rampant member to her swollen entrance.
She's tight. How could that be? Her sheath squeezes down on you rhythmically as she cries out with a long-rolling climax. When her climax eases, you start moving, slowly, then faster as she urges you on, thrusting, thrusting, thrusting into her.
So much for taking care of things quietly. The whole world is going to know. Ms. Sterling is not going to be pleased...
But then your climax blooms in the root of your cock and the whole world is bright and alive and focused forward into Praxilla's womb as you swell, hearing Praxilla gasp, and then all is energy and light and heat.
⚄⚅ + 2 = 13. On a 10+, when you HAVE SEX with Praxilla, choose two. You may also apply your House Sex Move, STAMINA. From the Rules page:
- They have a great time and an orgasm, Gain +1 XP.
- They love it a lot and grant a FAVOR.
- (STAMINA): You may HAVE SEX again, +DILIGENCE(+2).
You have Ambition -1, Bravery 0, Cunning +2, Diligence +2.
You have a FAVOR from Praxilla, one from Miss Wormwood, and a FRIEND, Aurelia Sterling, your Enchantments teacher.
You have 7 XP and may apply ADVANCEMENT.
Possible Next Moves:
- It's been a wild ride already! Spend 5 XP and use ADVANCEMENT to get +1 BRAVERY (to +1). Use Praxilla's FAVOR to take a +2 to ENCOUNTER Maurippos +BRAVERY(+1), +2 = +3, and get your first GOAL in Care of Magical Creatures.
- Praxilla is won over by your care and your sexual potency. Spend 5 XP and use ADVANCEMENT to gain Praxilla as a FRIEND with a FAVOR. Narrate a scene where Praxilla shares more about herself and her history with magic and the centaurs of the Weirding Wood. Spend one of her FAVORS to take a +2 to ENCOUNTER Maurippos, +BRAVERY(+0)+2 = +3, and get your first GOAL in Care of Magical Creatures.
- Use STAMINA and keep going. Roll +DILIGENCE(+2) to HAVE SEX with Praxilla again, as the day fades into evening.
What's your next Move?
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Lusty Magical Academy
Student wizards, psychics, mutants or monsters care about sex more than study
Choose or design an academy for young folks with paranormal powers to gain in strength, reputation, and sexual experience, and follow the adventures of a budding wielder of inhuman forces! Whether they're witches and wizards, mutant superheroes, young psychic talents, or even monsters, the only thing they care about more than studies is sex! Oh, and rivalries within the academy. As you gain experience, you gain strength but also enemies. Better have some friends and favors on your side. Or maybe you're a troublemaker with a grudge against the school. Will the rival academic houses compete for the betterment of all, or will petty disputes spoil the school's harmony? Are the professors to be trusted, or will their vanity, pique, and forbidden drives lead to downfall? What dangers threaten the students, or the academy itself? What happens when you graduate? An RPG inspired by SwampThing's Slut World
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