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Chapter 10
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Fell17
Time to relocate?
Yes, you get into the driver seat.
You decide it’s time to move to a new location and to find a new vessel-container.
You don’t know how long the effect might last, so you decide not to risk it.
You impart the suggestion that she approach and kneel before you with head bowed.
The elf knees with her facing downward into your gullet, with a lust-addled expression, eyes half-lidded.
You try out the new ‘relocate’ ability, unlatching from the damaged wooden chest, something that used the default low levelled box texture, something all but the new adventurers would ignore without second glance. While this has been helpful in not getting killed, it has left you very much starved (for a couple of things) and been a very dull existence.
Well no more. You unhook your anchoring tendrils and lift yourself. Unlatching your tongue from her breast, the elf mewls at the sensation of the suction pulling and releasing her red over-stimulated tit. You then attach both tendrils to her head, an anchoring tendril positioned at the entrance of each of her cute little ears. With this leverage, you pull down? Her face landing on you and you move over her head and ‘mount’ your temporary vessel, your ‘meat-mount’, as her eventual destination will be.
The slime drenched underside enfolds her head your tongue once more suctioning her skull. Your two anchoring tendrils enter her ears and begin to slowly secrete Inside of her, pumping a mild aphrodisiac to help maintain the hold over her senses, for even if her mind should begin to resist, as long as her body betrays her, you should be safe.
With that, your delicious servant stands up, a meat-puppet for your designs to find a better hunting ground.
She turns and staggers out the way she came. As your biomass makes squelching noises with each contraction over her head, more slime flows down her ears, and you decide to use your free proper tentacle to provide further incentive to this most generous elven hostess, as you sample her mana and her skin as you travel.
“Where do you bestow the attentions of your tentacle to reward her?”
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throat to feed
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Tit to ‘milk’
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Pussy to taste
“Where do you bestow the attentions of your tentacle to reward her?”
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Game Monster
From Creep to Boss
You come into being as a low-level monster, the kind heroes chew through like popcorn. You know the drill, whether you're a player yourself or an artificial intelligence, and you're sick of it. You set out on your own quest: to defeat the heroes at any cost (or at least be an epic boss somewhere down the line).
Updated on Mar 13, 2026
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