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Hm, I tried pretty much everything all over again with everything else mentioned taken into account, consolidated most of it into one RAR and it still reacts as before: Vagina fine, no collisions. And I'm using NMM this time. 

Tried the hdtm thing for an SOS variant (horsecock, rofl). It.. reacts, but so far, all it does is force one labia to close in on itself. Do have hand/breast/stomach collisions though. 

Not really sure what to do now.   

 

Okay, okay. So, I've gone through the entire tutorial 3 times, word for word minus the extra creatures part cuz I don't intend to use it: Still no belly distortions. 

 

Everything from HDT to the Skeleton is up to date and installed in the recommended order. I've used a combination of the HDT body in the Example file, edited my own from Stevies original file including adding the ExtraString for hdtPhysicsExtensionsDefaultBBP.xml on top of it, which doesn't change anything in game, using 2 different versions of the same skeleton (2.51 and 2.63) with the exact same install order each and every time, I even installed the Wolf and Dog file even though I won't ever be using either kinds of animations, and I still, after 2 days, cannot get belly distortions of any kind to work.

 

I have to be missing something fundamental here. Is it because I use MO? Sometimes animation mods muck up with it, iunno... arg, I just need help, plsy pls.   I am complete dumbass.

 

HDT vagina works fine however, although I'd also wonder if there's a way to get it to work with SOS UNP, which would be amazing.

 

I had the same issue vag worked but not the belly, like I wrote before seems like you need to modify all your femalehead.nif files there, the one in character assets and any custom races you may have. Never used MO but I think you have to unpack the mod modify the files, pack them again and activate them via MO instead of just simply modifying the file in the data folder if only you justd idn't use MO (virtual files ftw rite?). Also I noticed myself when I got the issue that the hands and breats collision wasn't working, so if you also happen to notice that you may want to fix it as that most likely is going to fix the belly thing as well.

 

That makes a lot of sense. I'll try doing like, one big fully modified package to see if it'll work. I am considering installing it normally either just in data folder or with NMM cuz it'd prolly solve the issue but iunno, I try to avoid using NMM these days. Thanks for your advice. 

Okay, okay. So, I've gone through the entire tutorial 3 times, word for word minus the extra creatures part cuz I don't intend to use it: Still no belly distortions. 

Everything from HDT to the Skeleton is up to date and installed in the recommended order. I've used a combination of the HDT body in the Example file, edited my own from Stevies original file including adding the ExtraString for hdtPhysicsExtensionsDefaultBBP.xml on top of it, which doesn't change anything in game, using 2 different versions of the same skeleton (2.51 and 2.63) with the exact same install order each and every time, I even installed the Wolf and Dog file even though I won't ever be using either kinds of animations, and I still, after 2 days, cannot get belly distortions of any kind to work.

I have to be missing something fundamental here. Is it because I use MO? Sometimes animation mods muck up with it, iunno... arg, I just need help, plsy pls.   I am complete dumbass.

HDT vagina works fine however, although I'd also wonder if there's a way to get it to work with SOS UNP, which would be amazing.

I have a problem, I followed the tutorial with a fresh installation of skyrim and now, my pussy stretches a lot. If I'm still, everything looks ok, but, for example, if I jump then it stretches down like if my pussy had and weigth attached to it. And the same happens if I try any sexlab animations, it stretches through my belly to the position it would be if my character was idle.

 

edit 1:  My fault, I hadn't installed the skeletons properly... But now I can't get de collisions inside the belly... 

 

edit 2: Now the only thing missing is hdt for dogs and wolves. Can anyone tell me what needs to be edited? (I tried to edit the skeletons inside the dog and wolf messes, but nothing happened)

How did you get the belly collisions to work? I must knooow. 

Tusky tusk. o.ô

Hm, I've followed all of the instructions in their entirety but I can only get the vagina part to work. No belly distortions to speak of >.<

There has to be a proper, ultra fine detailed install tutorial for idiots like me, I have to be missing something. 

I hate 'morning people'
 
Somehow, they're infuriatingly active.   LIKE THESE TWO PLEBS. 

Jus' kiddin, but srsly, hotness inside.
 

 

 
So, we've been... together, for about a week now. I don't even know what I was expecting. Suddenly, I'm from a timid nobody to.. well, someone else's timid nobody. Iunno. Anyway, Elsa wanted us to 'see the sunrise' but Windhelm is cold as.. Windhelm. She got me this nice sweater though, very snuggly. 
 
I'm glad I'm with her.
 

 
'Elsaaaa, its still coooold..'
 
'Yes, I had gathered, dear. This will be worth it, though. Promise promise.'
 
'When do these 'resist frost' potions actually kick in? I can feel my.. actually, I'm not gonna say.'
 
She made me drink these weird, icky potions that made my skin itch. 'To help with the cold' myyy buuutt..
 

 
'Cold aside, holding up okay? I know it's a bit of an ungodly hour..'
 
'Iiiits fine.. I'm actually super happy to be honest. I get to be with you, at least..'
 
'Aw, sweety.. gimme your hand.'
 

 
'I know it's only been a week, but I've.. very much loved the time we've shared.' 
 
Oh dont say that, then I'll blush and then you'll do that thing you do where you say I'm cute and stuff... >.<
 

 
'In fact, it wouldn't be a.. totally crazy thing to say I've never enjoyed being with someone more than I have with you. I hope it's not too.. impertinent to say.'
 
Oh, Elsa... you goof.
 
'it's fine. But are you saying what I think you're saying... ?'
 
'Mmmaybe... although, if you've already guessed, need I even say it?'
 
'I'd reeeally like it..'
 

 
'How about I show it instead..'
 

 
Mmm.. I want her so bad...
 

 
 'Alright, now I get why you wanted those potions.. '

 

'Like I said, it'll be worth it.'

 

It always is, Elsa.. 

 

 
 'See? The snow isn't even cold, hm?'

 

'Shuutuuup, I wan't you.. all over me...'

 

'Getting a little bold, are we?'

 

'Well... can't blame me.. I just.. ' 

 

 
 'Shhh.. lets get you out of those clothes.'

 

'A-alright..'
 

 
 'But first...'

 

Mmmf...
 

 
 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 fuuuuu-

 

'-uuuck..!!'

 

 

'And now the suns up.. I think it was worth those potions, hm? But next time, I have a surprise for you...'

 

 

DA END

As a small time music critic who's put out a large amount of mostly unnoticed work, I can only dream of having this sort of access to actual money in the work I do. 

As someone who mods and downloads mods, I feel like I've just been hit in the chest by Donald Trump wearing a Bethesda branded T shirt. 

I get that people value mods, I certainly do, but instead of FORCING people to buy potentially DRM based DLC that isn't even properly compatible with the base game, do what they did with City Skylines: Get a modder who makes mods constantly, have the company set up a Patreon, the Patreon funds more mods. Simple as. The Nexus has had that system for a while as well, its just not as integral to the site and nobody ever expects to paid for hobby-content (its just nice when it happens).

But why should people really be enraged? Two reasons:

1. Bethesda already tried this, it was called Horse Armour. Lest we forget. 

2. Its a symptom of the increase in corporate interest in mobile gaming business models. Pay £10 if you want to actually do things in the game that will take 5 hours of real time otherwise or something completely horrific. Suddenly, all this amazing content is now completely cornered off from those who don't have the money for constant micro payments or those who play with mods precisely because other games (whether mobile or even mainstream AAA games) force these unethical business practices on consumers.   

Now, I'm not really anyone of importance in this community, but I know there's enough people who like reading my silly stories and looking at silly screenshots and so on to be just a bit afraid. My fear is that I don't know if I'd even be able to continue if all the mods or requirements for mods became blocked off by actual money and DRM assuming all the really popular mods just decide to hop over to the Workshop. But I always fear the worst. 

Winter wears, woohoo (fuuuck yooou spriiiing)

Mmm, Caoimhe   

milking a demon

 

This looks... familiar. 

Meeting People 2.75: A Pit Stop Along the road to better  story titles

Lesbian buttsex.

That is all.

(also, somewhere along the line, Caoimhe's ears disappeared... o.e)

 

 

 

'Aaaand, here we are.'

 

Jeez, how long were we on the road?! Its night, and my legs hurt and I smell and baskgkgfadklsfhkhs need the comfort of a nice bed...

 

'So what exactly is this place?'

 

'Oh just a bathhouse. Nobody owns it so everyone can use it. Usually empty though, a lot of people miss it along the road..'

 

 

 

'So tiiireeed... Elsaaa, where are we going to sleep??'

 

'Hush. There's one of those dwemer elevators around that leads to a guest room. Should be fine if no one's in there already... '

 

That would be so awkward.. trying not to think of finding big, muscly, swordmen.. bare chested.. fuck, mind wandering. 

 

 

 

'Alright, darling..? You're staring at my chest again... '

 

'Uh, I.. was not paying attention, sorry Elsa.'

 

Fuuuuuu- 

 

'Like the outfit, then?'

 

Don't you wink at me, you.. you thingy.

 

 

 

'Oh ya, its very... black, uhm.. Where's the beds..?'

 

'Just there, pull that lever.'

 

'Alright, night..'

 

'I'll leave you to some... beauty sleep.'

 

When she says that, she usually means 'sneak up on me and stare at my naked body all night' cuz she's fuckin' weird. When did I become so.. brash. No talk time, sleep now.

 

 

Da next morning...

 

Mm, dat sun. Hello to you too, Mr Sun. Still snoozy.. wonder where Elsa is. 

 

 

 

'*yawn*' 

 

Shirt feels tighter than usual... huh.

 

 

Time for some stretchercizes, yee..

 

First to the leeeft, then to the right...

 

 

Then round aboooout...

 

'Behold, the mating dance of the wild Caoimhe.'

 

Fuuuuuu....

 

 

'Aw, don't give me that look, I know what you need...'

 

'Wha, I was jus-'

 

'Shh..'

 

'Bu-'

 

'Caoimhe, silence...'

 

 

She's giving me that.. look again. The shark eyes.. 

 

'We're going to have some fun this morning.. buuut, all I need you to do is stay put for a bit. Let me get my tools..'

 

'A-alight..'

 

 

You know, I have the strangest feeling that this wont go well for me.

 

 

Oh shit, it went black.

 

'Hey hey, just me... I feel like using the blindfold this time. Makes things spicier.'

 

'O-okay.. mrrf, blech, what are you doing with my head..?'

 

'Oh just a.. thing.. try to keep your tongue in, darling.'

 

What is.. can't move my jaw. That actually hurts, what is she doing??

 

 

'Hrng.. hrng'

 

'Hm, it might be a little jarring the first time. Just.. relax your jaw a bit. Don't bite.'

 

Easier done than.. said. Its got a ball thingy.. *tap tap* 

 

 

'Mmmm... fits you perfectly.' 

 

Being creepy again, Elsa..

 

 

 

'Now, I'd really love it if you'd drop to your knees and.. poke that cute, peachy butt up in the air.. can you do that for me, darling?'

 

'Hrrch...'

 

'Excellent.'

 

Oh you know exactly what you're doing, you.. thing... 

 

 

 

Might as well, though.. not like I can say anything about it.

 

'Was it hot last night? I feel like it was hot last night.. *yawn*'

 

Fuuuckiiiin huuuurrry uuuup.. god, the tension is making me so agitated.. 

 

 

Mmm, her fingers.. god, rub it right there...

 

'Ho, ho, you're squirming already...'

 

s-shutup.. 

 

'shrchrhc...'

 

'Pardon, dear? I couldn't hear you..'

 

'schhh..'

 

 

Feel like such a dirty bitch.. I just called myself a dirty bitch, what..

 

'I think you're ready.'

 

Ready..? for...?

 

 

'And.. surprise buttplug!'

 

'Hrrng..!'

 

Fuuuck, that hurts, fuckfuckfuck...

 

'Aaaand a few squeezes.. '

 

Tense up, tense up..!

 

'Now, sit tight, I just need to get myself setup, if you catch my drift.'

 

Sheees gonna fill up my ass, isn't she... 

 

 

Fuu-... this hurts.. but when I wiggle it.. feels kinda nice, actually. Wiggle, wiggle...

 

 

 

Fuh, hurts to get up though.. can't help it, too aroused.. damn you, Elsa..

 

 

God, I hope no one sees me like this.. 

 

 

 

 

'Peek-a-boo.. lets take this thing out.'

 

'Hnggr...!'

 

Did she have to be so rough...

 

'Aw, need a bit of a softer touch...?'

 

 

MMmmm, gawd.. love it when she fingerfucks me...

 

 

'Easy does it...'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

fuh.. fuh...

 

'Mm, how was that, darling..? I loved having you shudder beneath me..'

 

Don't.. whisper that.. creepy shit.. ow ow ow..

 

'Need a breather..?'

 

Just nod, not fast..

 

 

Thank FUCK that things out of my mouth...

 

'*gasp*...fuh...'

 

'Didn't think you'd get so off on it.. '

 

'fuh.. fuck you.. Elsa..'

 

'Excuse me? And whom was subject to whose fanciful whim not 10 seconds ago?'

 

 

'Jeeez... '

 

 'Maybe I'll just pin you down and start all over again, hm?'

 

no pls, ass sore, need cushion... 

 

 

 

 

 

Meeting People 2.5: Was It Chance Or Fate

Started fleshing out 2 characters, got reeeeally into the concept a bit much..

..so, loadsa screens   

(small ones is gifs)

(also Caoimhe is pronounced Kee-vah)

(and I suck at writing)

(  )

 

 

My name is Caoimhe. 

 

I'm a bit of a fool.

 

My parents, they shelter me. I'm the youngest of 3. I'm also.. sickly. I tire easily. Things like.. crowds, loud noises, often overload my senses. I have daily fainting bouts. My parents.. would rather keep me hushed away, behind doors, rather than 'hurt myself'. 

 

Well.. I decided to run away from all of that.

 

I only realise now that.. I am truly on my own. 

 

That's not to say I'm inept at.. being a responsible young adult. Okay, I don't have a clue what I'm doing, I'm pretty much plucking at straws. Still got all that 'spending money' I wasn't able to use, tho..

 

 

 

But, that's not to say I'm gonna give up and.. just give in to boredom and nannying and.. other stupid things. I'm here now. Not at home.

 

Gods, I miss home..

 

 

At least here, its calm, warm.. 

 

Why am I here again? Oh yeah.. so, like I said; I'm not totally inept. I have a grand total of 7 friends. 6 of them live in Bruma.. and the last one constantly travels. But, I remember that she was kind, a family friend. Fathers business, mergers, business talk, yadda yadda.. but the last time I saw her was.. 3 years ago. Maybe wont recognize me..

 

Anyway, she wanted to meet here. Edge of the Riften lake.. must be a meditative thing, she was big on that, I think. 

 

 

She's nice though. Charming, sophisticated.. very.. tall. Liked to wear black a lot.. goes with everything, so they say. She'd probably be around.. 35? a little younger? I don't remember..

 

My parents liked her but.. they never let me talk with her for too long. I don't really know why. She also has a very obnoxious sister. I don't remember her being around much, but when they both came over for visits... blah, just didn't like her. Dumb.. bimbo face..

 

I hope no ones around to hear me think that.

 

...

 

I'm so lonely. 

 

 

And I'm sleepy already.. not again. Its only 3.. *yawn*

 

I wonder where I'll sleep tonight..

 

'Caoimhe?'

 

 

 

'Wuh..? Oh, Elsa..!' 

 

Jeez, she took forever..

 

'Caoimhe, darling.. why are you sitting in the mud..?' 

 

I am? Damnit, I'm gonna get all dirty..

 

'I hope the location wasn't too hard to get to. I just thought of a more out-of-the-way place, you know.. because you got those fainting spells.'

 

'Thanks.. I don't know Riften well anyways..'

 

Riding crop? Did she come by horse?

 

 

That dress is.. well, mother would say inappropriate. Maybe I just remember her differently..

 

'Good to see you're in one piece. Usually you're so close to your father, I worry he doesn't accidentally break your arm from being so overbearing.' 

 

Heh.. yah. He always makes sure I hold his hand when we go out and about.. 

 

 

 

'Lets just.. get comfy here'

 

Hmm, she smells flowery. Must've been an expensive fragrance.. 

 

'So, I take it you're with your family in town, correct? Been a while since we've had meetings. Mostly my own parents fault, family businesses are a mire of.. to-dos and pleasantries.'

 

About to drop the bomb...

 

'Actually I... I ran away from home..'

 

 

 

'Really? That's... actually, I'm not so surprised.'

 

Shes giggling. Wish I could laugh at it, but truth be told.. its a little frightening. But, she can help me..

 

'The few times we've met, I've always wondered if you'd be let free from that place. Your father means well.. he just wants to protect you. But, you are a.. young woman without stimulus. A full adult.. last time we spoke, you were barely a teen.'

 

'Ya, I.. got cabin fevery.. the few friends I've had, they talk about their lives and.. adventures and.. all the fun they had while teens and.. I'm missing it all.'

 

Missing them, too..

 

 

'Sounds natural to me. How did you make it to Riften though? Its a good few days even by carriage..'

 

'Well.. father likes to spoil me but.. he knows I like to pick my own things. So he just.. dumps money on me and I keep it and cant use it. So silly.. '

 

'Best hold onto that, Riften is a notorious den of thieves, quite literally.'

 

Heh.. she's still funny. Maybe I'm too easily impressed. I think I can open up to her.. she's a friend, after all..

 

'So, uh.. Elsa.. me being me, as you know, I'm not experienced in.. a lot of things.. '

 

'Mm-hmm?'

 

'What do... what do people.. do.. exactly?'

 

 

Shes giving me that look.. like I just asked a really dumb question. Gods, that was such a dumb question...

 

'Oh poppet.. what else but enjoy being here? The happy blacksmith toils and hammers all day because his work fulfills him, his family completes him. He's not given in to the why, only the what and how. That's the purpose he sets for himself. Naturally though, everyone's personal world is different, the work is different, maybe work takes no part in it.. but the unifying similarity is the goal. A positive endgame.'

 

'I guess.. so..? Where would I even... I don't know if I'm ready for that..'

 

'Most aren't I suppose. You being you, it must be harder still, all that fatigue and stress.'

 

'I'm.. better now.'

 

Brave face, put on the brave face. 

 

 

'hm.. I don't think I even know what you do, Elsa.. do you own the family company?'

 

'Hmm, not quite. At best, I'm a representative and a friendly face. At worst, I'm a simple signature writer. That's not what I 'do'.. per se. Don't get me wrong, every good business deal means a new pair of shoes. Also fun to mediate meetings between antsy company owners. But I enjoy a more.. fun lifestyle and career..'

 

Bet its something fancy like a bard.. or maybe a fighter...? I think she works out.. but that's silly, she's too sophisticated for that.. right?

 

 

 

'Allow me to demonstrate.. '

 

What's there to demonstrate..?'

 

'As you can probably tell, I like feeling.. sexy. A bit of skin here, some tight leggings.. dark colours, smooth materials, that sort of thing. Follow me so far?'

 

'I think so..'

 

I don't. Father never let me wear anything so.. boisterous and indecent. 'Its beneath young ladies' he'd always say...

 

 

 

'And I enjoy that feeling so much, just from the clothes I wear.. so soft and comfortable. I remember receiving a very beautiful nightgown as a gift.. and I had that feeling. I wanted more of it. I matured faster than my peers.. I'd have all the usual.. urges, as anyone else. I'm sure you know what I mean.' 

 

A wink and a nod. Yah, I can guess what that means, you dirty so-and-so..

 

'Life continued. Tastes developed. I realised that I really. Really. Love sex.. but, perhaps not in the way you'd imagine.'

 

This feels weird.. how could someone I've known for so long be so.. open about this.. father wouldn't approve..

 

 

'This may sound.. quaint, but I see myself as a conductor, of sorts. My job is to contain and.. lead the sweet, sweet music of my performers, making sure they keep in time, within the bounds of the musical piece...'

 

I'm... lost...

 

 

''Musicians' come to me, they ask me to.. conduct. For a fee, naturally. I start them off, a nice lead in.. a little accent here and there, diminuendo on the high notes, restraining the piece.. '

 

I wish I knew what she was talking about.. waving that.. thing around...

 

 

'Its all the same piece.. with infinite variations and interpretations. Perhaps there's some recuring themes.. I like 'insertions', myself. That's a common one..'

 

I don't know if I should be creeped out or not.. 

 

'Every piece ends with a crescendo of screaming voices.. a short, vibrant ending. The performers depart, both sated. Its an enrapturing experience.'

 

 

'I.. barely understood any of that.'

 

'Well.. not everyone's a musician, dear.'

 

Shes laughing but again.. this is.. weird.. what do I say to that speech..

 

'I didn't expect you'd be so.. open about it.'

 

'Well, you did ask.. no point in hiding the truth. Besides, I've always considered you mature for your age.. shouldn't you already know about sex? Isn't that a given these days? Speaks of how old I am, oh dear.. '

 

 

I suppose it doesn't hurt to know more.. 

 

'So.. you just meet people and.. have sex..with them? uh.. '

 

'I have my own.. preferences. Its not that I go.. whoring myself to any person with enough money. No, specific fetishes. Things that others can't fulfill. Men who prefer the hard hand of control.. a lot of women around my age, who just want to experiment.. that sort of thing.' 

 

'I don't know if want to be hearing this dirty talk...'

 

 

'Oh, aren't you just the sweetest thing..'

 

Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush, I think I'm blushing fuuuuu-

 

'Were you really that hidden away from the world..?'

 

'That's not what I.. its just.. I-I dont know.. I'm new to it all..' 

 

So embarrassed right now.. what do I do..

 

 

 

'Caoimhe, I'm going to ask a personal question.. have you actually had any sexual experience?'

 

'Uh. well.. th-there was a guy I liked and we.. were friends and we wanted to be.. dumb teenagers. We just kissed all day.. really.. it was silly.. but we got 'handsy'. And we took all our clothes off and.. so awkward.. then his parents came in, and we got caught and then my parents found out and then, well.. never saw him again.. '

 

Really feels like a lifetime ago..

 

 

'Does that mean.. you're a..?'

 

'Virgin, yes, I'm a virgin, big stupid, v worded thingything... '

 

..did she just whisper something? I feel so shameful right now.. could just.. go bury my head in the mud..

 

'Ohmyword.. perfect..'

 

 

 

Now she's looking at me.. giggling again.. 

 

'That's honestly the cutest thing I've heard all year. Cheesy teenage romance tales.. haaa.' 

 

Still a bit creepy, Elsa...

 

'Ya like, don't remind me.. I-I just.. I dunno...'

 

'Well, how about masturbating? Even if its not the romantic, amazing adventure it may seem, its a.. healthy thing to do.'

 

 

'I've tried but.. I don't know what really arouses me. I liked my friend.. he was kind.. I never felt ..attraction.. to anyone else.. '

 

Shes playing with her hair.. still staring.. gotta look away.. is she.. getting up..?

 

Why did I just say that about masturbating.. 

 

 

 

Wuh..!?

 

 

'E-elsa.. w-what are you doing.. ?!'

 

dant panic, dont panic.. she wouldn't..

 

 

'I.. I'm sorry, I just.. '

 

Still smiling.. its scaring me...

 

'I meet so many people, so many to play with.. but what I love, what I really love, is the slowly opening flower. I-I don't mean for it to happen, I just.. you're just so.. perfect..'

 

 

God, shes so close.. hearts thumping... don't faint, don't faint..! 

 

'P-perfect...? I'm just.. me.. Elsa, p-please.. '

 

'But how could I not? You leave home to experience everything, a young, delicate flower just.. here, beside me. Right at the end of my fingers.. '

 

'I-I... '

 

'Shh... '

 

 

'Let me.. propose something. You're alone, I know you are, you know no one here.. except me. You know what I do and you know I can help you.. in many different ways. If you'll allow me to.. tear into you like the ravenous monstrosity I seem to be, you'll be safe, and we can travel, I can give you a new life..  anything you desire...'

 

'I-I.. '

 

Remember why I left home.. a new life..

 

'I'll come with you...'

 

 

Shes helping me up.. arm firmly locked around mine... 

 

'Well then.. if you'll excuse my.. previous enthusiasm, we'll go back to my room.'  

 

What have I gotten into...

 

 

A half hours walk later..

 

 

'Evening all.'

 

They're all greeting her.. must be as popular as she says.. so dark in here..

 

'Stay close, poppet. Drunken patrons are a filthy bunch with more booze than brains.' 

 

Cling closer then.. got it.. cant keep away from clinging to people, it seems.

 

 

 

Shes been staring at me with that same needy look since we started walking.. 

 

'An inn, huh..?'

 

'I basically have a free room here.. good for business, both mine and the inns. Its nothing special but... its mostly functional.' 

 

Shes right about that..

 

 

'Its.. small in here.. and.. no windows.. '

 

'Welcome to the real world, poppet. I think its rather nice, ha!'

 

Shes still being so casual.. I'm too nervous for that.. I need a lie down...

 

 

'Caoimhe.. I'm assuming this might be difficult to do. If there's any time, or any point, when you want me to stop, I'll stop. Just say 'please stop, Elsa'. I'll stop and well.. we'll just cuddle or something.. '

 

'O-okay.. '

 

God, I'm flushing again.. anxiety. So anxious.. were her breasts always so... there? 

 

 

 

Shes moving in, oh god, just.. let it happen.. calmness...

 

'Let me do the work, you'll feel queen-like.. I promise.. now put your arms round my neck, like so.'

 

God, I'm just standing here with my mouth open like a dumb puppy and-

 

 

 

Mmf-!

 

 

 

 

 

Mmmfff.....

 

 

I feel like shes raping my mouth....!

 

 

 

'Ahh.. why did you stop..?'

 

'Habit.. and.. I'm impatient..' 

 

Whats she doing...

 

 

Hands all over me.. tugging at the buttons..

 

'How about we just get rid of all this, hmm?' 

 

 

 

Ahh.. I can feel a draft in the floorboard. Goosebumps all over.. 

 

And Elsa is.. stroking me. Soft.. gentle.. heart pounding.. don't faint.. don't faint..!

 

 

'I just want to take a minute, darling. Just to admire you for a moment..' 

 

I don't feel comfortable yet. That shark-like glare.. 

 

'I'm just.. how did you stay so cloistered away? This is everything I desire...' 

 

 

'Perfect...'

 

 

Fuck.. fuck..! I'm so.. hot.. tired.. not now, I can't let myself.. faint.. just a lie down..

 

'I just need to.. to rest a sec.. '

 

Elsa...? where..?

 

 

'..Elsa..?'

 

'Sorry dear, just.. browsing. Think I'll uuuuuse.. this one. You stay put.'

 

Feeling better.. just a dizzy spell.. 

 

'Let me undress, this might be.. messy.'

 

 

What does she mean by- holy SHIT what is that thing...

 

 

Fuuck, shes fast... and on top of me...

 

'Just relax.. I want to make this as comfortable as possible.'

 

That smile.. God, that big black strap.. rubbing against my.. unnngghh... 

 

 

'Are you ready?'

 

'Y-yes...!'

 

 

 

 

Its pressing on me...! I'm not ready, not ready, not ready...

 

 

 

Ahh..! Fuuck.. its in.. fuck... 

 

'Mm, your sound.. music to mine ears..' 

 

Relax, try to relax, relax... 

 

 

I can feel her chest pounding against me.. god, I love it.. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fuh, fuh fu-

 

 

 

 

-uuuck!'

 

Did I just.. orgasm.. gawd.. such a dweeb... 

 

 

 

'Feeling better, darling?'

 

'I.. I-I think so...' 

 

'Smashing.. I have a lot planned for us..'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2 b continue (mebbe)

You know, I always assume everyone uses the same UI colour as me so they can read all the text.

Now I know I am dumb   Ty enjuno, will keep it in mind. 

Meeting People 2: A no-gun FPS adventure
 
This is possibly the longest set of screens I've done, not sure though. Has a rebranded Elsa and that other character I did a month ago or so. (no gifs this time, videos kept clipping. Also: no idea why Elsa has Rosso's tats, I assume its a MYC/Racemenu bug.)
 
 
This really is a FUCKING LONG READ  @.@
 

 

 

 

My name is Brunius. For all intents and purposes, my life story is not necessarily relevant. But I do have a tale to tell.  

 

I have.. very specific wishes to fulfill. Fetishes, you could say. Okay, you can definitely say that. I am, however, it the very literal mercy of another's participation. This is my 'friend', Elsa. Truth be told, we are friends, its just that we keep socializing and 'other' activity separate.

 

This was just a social call, you understand. 

 

'Brunius, I hope you don't mind if we wait for someone else to join us?'

 

'Sure thing, who are we expecting?'

 

'My hm.. 'dear' sister. Very rarely are we in the same place anymore, but she always makes it a point to catch up, and other sentimental things. I hope you don't mind..'

 

'No trouble, could be interesting to meet her.'

 

'Excellent.'

 

 

She'd brought another person along, although I never asked her name... I assume they were romantically involved, although knowing Elsa, her idea of romance is a set of behavioral rules and a harsh beating.

 

'Speak, dear, whats the problem?' 

 

The elf barely got a word out, or perhaps the din of the Skeever made it all the harder to hear. 

 

'Oh, not again. I realise it must be a bit difficult being in such a loud place, but we'll keep it short, I promise.'

 

 

It felt rude to interject.

 

'Are you sure? Brunius has some medical experience, perhaps he can help..'

 

'Help with what? Is she okay?

 

'Mm, she just gets a bit peeky from time to time. Must be all these foul odours or something.. why did we even agree to meet in the Skeever.. euch.'

 

 

 

I remember checking my hands for dirt, bit of a habit. Can't perform an exam without clean hands, very disgusting. Of course, where in the Skeever would I find such a place to the clean them, is a question I don't think anyone could answer, but that's irrelevant now. 

 

'Let me have a look, might be just stress.'

 

 

I moved to take a look, although knowing how protective Elsa could be, it would be a look and nothing else. She joined me in observation.

 

'See, sometimes a particular sense becomes overwhelmed, I've noticed. She is... very sensitive..'

 

'Hard to see how that would induce actual illness.. to me, she seems to be having a mild bought of anxiety.. and possibly fatigue. You aren't... pushing her too hard, are you?'

 

 

 

'Please, I'd never be so careless.'

 

Elsa was always one to be easily offended. Hated having her methods questioned. 

 

'All I'm saying is, she needs some rest, at the very least. I'm sure you could 'keep going' the extra mile but if she's 'sensitive' as you put it..'

 

'Ugh, fine. Darling, lets see if they have any of those herb teas from the market. Fancy some elderflower myself.'

 

That was her way of following advice. Perhaps its not my place to say what I think of her insatiable greed for innocent-looking younger women. 

 

 

They had a small talk between them, I seem to recall. Wasn't paying attention that well. Kept thinking of perpetually dirty hands.

 

 

'Elsaaaaa!'

 

'Fiiiinally. How do you consistently hold the ability to make me wait? Every. Single. Meeting, we set a time and place and you STILL manage to mess either of them up.'

 

'Oh, yeah, I'm doing great, how about you, Elsa?' 

 

Ahh, sisters playfighting. More adorable than embarrassing. They quickly made their hellos. Indeed, its almost as if Elsa had changed personality mid conversation and seemed almost overwhelmed with an all-smiles emotive chit-chat. 

 

 

'Sis, who's the elf chick..?'

 

'Shes... mm-hmm.' 

 

Elsa tried to be subtle about her romantic involvement.

 

'Oooohhh, another one, hm?'

 

'What do you mean 'another one'? There's only the one.. '

 

'You and your semantics. She is rather cute though.. '

 

'Cute barely begins to describe... ' 

 

Elsa seemed to drift off into another place when she turned to the elf. 

 

'Anyway, anyway..'

 

 

I recall she took an ample amount of time analyzing Elsa's companion, although without airing her thoughts to us, probably for the best. She was almost like a tailor sizing up some exquisite dress or a critic and some painting. 

 

'Okay, I noticed something: Red hair, short, dem hips and dat butt. Sound awfully familiar to you..?' 

 

A few hand gestures indicated that she meant herself. I must admit, the surface similarities were there. I'm not sure what that says about Elsa, and I don't think I'd tell her if I had an answer. 

 

'Pfft, don't be ridiculous. Besides, don't talk about her like she's invisible.. '

 

'I'm.. going to my room..'

 

'Alright, dear.'

 

 

And then, she turns to me. 

 

'Oh hey, Elsa didn't say someone else would be coming..'

 

'Well, I, that.. sounds unlike her. I'm Brunius.'

 

'Hm, Brunius.. bruuuu, brew, brewwwnius? Sorry, just, somewhat humourous given where we are.'

 

Her humour was.. quaint. And somehow conversing was much smoother than with her older sister.

 

'I'm Rosso, by the way.'

 

'Mm, fairly uncommon name.'

 

'Iunno, its just a thing.. really.. uh..'

 

 

It seemed that Elsa had to leave, my guess is she saw sense after all and escorted her companion back to their place. So much for a social call. I was content to converse with Rosso still. I can't deny.. there was some level of attraction towards her: personality removed, quite the body. Although, now that I look back on it, it might not have been a wholly natural infatuation, but that's for later, reader.

 

 

 

'Yeah, well, I gathered that you're more than just her friend.. a client, I'd say. Friendly client? I know the type, to be a bit presumptuous. I guess that now she's left, you wont be... having show and tell?'

 

It was hard to not laugh: bad innuendo seemed to come naturally to her. 

 

'To be fair, this was actually just a social call, Rosso. Catch up, if you will. Although, I suspect you're about to lead on to something...'

 

 

And perhaps at this point I should've just gone home like any boring person, but when your strangely attractive friends strangely attractive sister is about to solicit you for strange sex, as I guessed would happen, the scenario seems like a once in a very rare blue moon bunch of fun. 

 

She was delighted, of course. I knew Elsa was very adamant of her specific sexual preference. Rosso, on the other hand, seemed like the village slut by comparison, if I may be so crass. 

 

She led me to her room upstairs.

 

 

I found it hard to not fidget. Maybe it was nerves or maybe some hitherto undeveloped pre-cognitive  mind power, although I firmly believe the former. 

 

 

 

 

The walk did allow me a peak at her general behind. 

 

I suppose I've no need to complain about that.

 

 

 

She took a while to open the door. I remember that strongly for some reason, as if she was entirely new to the concept of opening doors. However, I also think she might have just been nervous as well. 

 

 

 

'Alright, so I'm guessing that the only reason you'd ever be able to get to sex up my uppity nonsense sister is that you have a very particular fetish that I think could be veeery fun..'

 

'Well, ya, I mean, I've been doing this for years with her, its nothing you need to be gingerly air-quoting around.' 

 

'Right.. well then, Mr Backchattyman, get nekkid, and I'll be back in a second.'

 

A wink and a nod later, she went to get changed.

 

 

The bed was pretty spacious, thank the divines. Often times, these kinds of inns are frightfully under prepared for such goings on. Perhaps the more weighted part of this tale has yet to show itself, but I feel the details matter. Everything seemed to fall into place, as if guided by something, someone. I could not posit any further ideas. 

 

 

I remember checking my faculties. What self-conscious man wouldn't in this case? Although, rationality would say 'it was all fine 10 minutes ago, why wouldn't it be now'. Nerves. All nerves.

 

Forgot where I put my clothes in all this. Some part of me thinks they were stolen but I rarely listen to that part of my anyway. 

 

 

There were... bottles, on the table. They played a key role. The room smelt strangely sweet, and I think the fragrance was akin to what emanated from the bottles. If so, it only speaks volumes of how things went next.

 

 

And, rather abruptly, she was ready.

 

I appraised what I saw: She seemed particularly proud of wearing such a contraption. For Elsa, it was no big deal but her sister seemed full of zeal for the prospect. Maybe she wasn't in this place of power that often. Or maybe she was. It was hard to discern.

 

'Now, don't be toooo scared by my monstrous rod of deathly sexyness.. '

 

'Jeez... '

 

I grinned. I definitely grinned. It was just so.. not serious. 

 

 

'To make this less awkward, ignore me being Elsa's sister. I imagine if it were anyone else I'd be talking to, they'd gossip like an entire nunnery, heh..' 

 

'You do.. what you do. You're in charge here.. '

 

'Hm, thats true...' 

 

 

 

If there's one thing I'll remember in fondness, it'll be the foreplay.

 

She still wore those gloves. They felt smooth as she treated me like a king.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

I think somewhere during there, a dominant personality took over. Or perhaps I was reading her wrong and she had been stringing me along all the time. 

 

In any case, she grabbed the back of my head, forcing me to look at the ridiculous thing between her legs. 

 

'See this? You wont in a second, when its buried right inside you.. '

 

I'd like to say it was more of her cheesy humour and yet.. her grip was hard, more than I could resist, her tone of voice, threatening and purposeful.. yet she remained deceptively chirpy. In fact, she was almost too much like her sister. 

 

 

She placed a hand on my thigh, well.. smacked her hand, is more accurate. Like some underfed snake, she slithered it up to my behind. Firm squeeze. To say I felt emasculated is an understatement. 

 

I'm given one of the bottles. 

 

'Drink.'

 

Very insistent. This is the key part, where I knew things would get strange, though I wouldn't know how. I could not accurately describe the flavour of the potion. Fruity, flowery, smelt like blossoms. Yet it had a strange thickness and aftertaste that made it feel like medicine, curdling the stomach. It wasn't a narcotic, thinking about it now. It made everything feel relaxed. Even my limbs and lungs. 

 

Any right-minded person would think they were in danger. 

 

 

She then gestured me to the bed. I figured to go along normally as I do with Elsa, just.. let it happen. Give her what she wants as much as shes giving you. 

 

When I turned to face the bed, she pushed me onto it. Not in a.. harsh way, but perhaps she felt she needed to be 'aggressive' in her position. I couldn't say. All I remember is that I turned over and she was upon me.

 

 

'Oh look mines bigger... '

 

The strange potion affected my jaw. I found it harder to respond.. probably the point. I hate to admit it, but my face flushed when she taunted me. It was... incrementally bigger, but that wasn't the reason. She was above me. Beyond me. As with Elsa, I had found what I desired. 

 

 

 

She was unapologetic about it. 

 

 

 

 

 

...Alright, I enjoyed that part as well.

 

 

What happened next, is what I was not prepared for. 

 

 

 

She made sure I was.. finished. But something seemed wrong. She claimed fatigue, feeling faint. 

Maybe it was like Elsa's girlfriend.. or whatever Elsa refers her to her as. At the time, it was conjecture..

 

She haphazardly crawled off of the bed, I think she lost sense of her surroundings. 

 

 

Like some intoxicated so and so, I watched her slowly moving towards the table, another potion stood open.

 

 

But she didn't make it, and fell to her knees. 

 

This part is still fresh in my head. A palpable aura filled the room, barely tangible in physicality but it perturbed me greatly in my soul. 

 

 

And then the insane happened. Black shadows swarmed around her, and I swear I still have no clue if it was real or some brain addling along the way. They consumed her form, and I could only panic.. and yet, the potion had left me near-paralysed. What could I do, but scramble to the top of the bed. 

 

 

And I see a larger being take her place. The sound of bones crunching, wings flapping, enough to unnerve anyone, I'd imagine. It unnerved me, for certain. 

 

 

Whatever ...'it'... was, it was fast. Unnaturally so. I couldn't look away, roiling blackness tends to be a large distraction. Even more so, when you see the face of your recent lover changed in such a way.. to have it growl and stare like some predator. 

 

 

 

She..? stood over me. I needed to scream. Not want, but need. Unable to, panic took over. 

 

I remember.. beginning to black out..

 

 

 

I don't really remember what happened next.

 

 

Although there was a massive pain in my spine.

 

 

And now I'm here, reciting this story back, in some hope that I can make sense of what happened. I am.. groggy. Everything feels numb, but when I move, everything aches. Head hurts. Back hurts. Somehow, all of my skin.. 

 

I think I need to simply get out of here. Ignore it all. Where did my clothes go again... 

 

 

Huh... Rosso is... still here?

 

Should I run...?

 

 
 

(woo, mysterious, 2spoopy4me)

 
 
 

Meeting People 2: A no-gun FPS adventure

This is possibly the longest set of screens I've done, not sure though. Has a rebranded Elsa and that other character I did a month ago or so. (no gifs this time, videos kept clipping. Also: no idea why Elsa has Rosso's tats, I assume its a MYC/Racemenu bug.)

This really is a FUCKING LONG READ  @.@

 

 

 

My name is Brunius. For all intents and purposes, my life story is not necessarily relevant. But I do have a tale to tell.  

 

I have.. very specific wishes to fulfill. Fetishes, you could say. Okay, you can definitely say that. I am, however, it the very literal mercy of another's participation. This is my 'friend', Elsa. Truth be told, we are friends, its just that we keep socializing and 'other' activity separate.

 

This was just a social call, you understand. 

 

'Brunius, I hope you don't mind if we wait for someone else to join us?'

 

'Sure thing, who are we expecting?'

 

'My hm.. 'dear' sister. Very rarely are we in the same place anymore, but she always makes it a point to catch up, and other sentimental things. I hope you don't mind..'

 

'No trouble, could be interesting to meet her.'

 

'Excellent.'

 

 

She'd brought another person along, although I never asked her name... I assume they were romantically involved, although knowing Elsa, her idea of romance is a set of behavioral rules and a harsh beating.

 

'Speak, dear, whats the problem?' 

 

The elf barely got a word out, or perhaps the din of the Skeever made it all the harder to hear. 

 

'Oh, not again. I realise it must be a bit difficult being in such a loud place, but we'll keep it short, I promise.'

 

 

It felt rude to interject.

 

'Are you sure? Brunius has some medical experience, perhaps he can help..'

 

'Help with what? Is she okay?

 

'Mm, she just gets a bit peeky from time to time. Must be all these foul odours or something.. why did we even agree to meet in the Skeever.. euch.'

 

 

 

I remember checking my hands for dirt, bit of a habit. Can't perform an exam without clean hands, very disgusting. Of course, where in the Skeever would I find such a place to the clean them, is a question I don't think anyone could answer, but that's irrelevant now. 

 

'Let me have a look, might be just stress.'

 

 

I moved to take a look, although knowing how protective Elsa could be, it would be a look and nothing else. She joined me in observation.

 

'See, sometimes a particular sense becomes overwhelmed, I've noticed. She is... very sensitive..'

 

'Hard to see how that would induce actual illness.. to me, she seems to be having a mild bought of anxiety.. and possibly fatigue. You aren't... pushing her too hard, are you?'

 

 

 

'Please, I'd never be so careless.'

 

Elsa was always one to be easily offended. Hated having her methods questioned. 

 

'All I'm saying is, she needs some rest, at the very least. I'm sure you could 'keep going' the extra mile but if she's 'sensitive' as you put it..'

 

'Ugh, fine. Darling, lets see if they have any of those herb teas from the market. Fancy some elderflower myself.'

 

That was her way of following advice. Perhaps its not my place to say what I think of her insatiable greed for innocent-looking younger women. 

 

 

They had a small talk between them, I seem to recall. Wasn't paying attention that well. Kept thinking of perpetually dirty hands.

 

 

'Elsaaaaa!'

 

'Fiiiinally. How do you consistently hold the ability to make me wait? Every. Single. Meeting, we set a time and place and you STILL manage to mess either of them up.'

 

'Oh, yeah, I'm doing great, how about you, Elsa?' 

 

Ahh, sisters playfighting. More adorable than embarrassing. They quickly made their hellos. Indeed, its almost as if Elsa had changed personality mid conversation and seemed almost overwhelmed with an all-smiles emotive chit-chat. 

 

 

'Sis, who's the elf chick..?'

 

'Shes... mm-hmm.' 

 

Elsa tried to be subtle about her romantic involvement.

 

'Oooohhh, another one, hm?'

 

'What do you mean 'another one'? There's only the one.. '

 

'You and your semantics. She is rather cute though.. '

 

'Cute barely begins to describe... ' 

 

Elsa seemed to drift off into another place when she turned to the elf. 

 

'Anyway, anyway..'

 

 

I recall she took an ample amount of time analyzing Elsa's companion, although without airing her thoughts to us, probably for the best. She was almost like a tailor sizing up some exquisite dress or a critic and some painting. 

 

'Okay, I noticed something: Red hair, short, dem hips and dat butt. Sound awfully familiar to you..?' 

 

A few hand gestures indicated that she meant herself. I must admit, the surface similarities were there. I'm not sure what that says about Elsa, and I don't think I'd tell her if I had an answer. 

 

'Pfft, don't be ridiculous. Besides, don't talk about her like she's invisible.. '

 

'I'm.. going to my room..'

 

'Alright, dear.'

 

 

And then, she turns to me. 

 

'Oh hey, Elsa didn't say someone else would be coming..'

 

'Well, I, that.. sounds unlike her. I'm Brunius.'

 

'Hm, Brunius.. bruuuu, brew, brewwwnius? Sorry, just, somewhat humourous given where we are.'

 

Her humour was.. quaint. And somehow conversing was much smoother than with her older sister.

 

'I'm Rosso, by the way.'

 

'Mm, fairly uncommon name.'

 

'Iunno, its just a thing.. really.. uh..'

 

 

It seemed that Elsa had to leave, my guess is she saw sense after all and escorted her companion back to their place. So much for a social call. I was content to converse with Rosso still. I can't deny.. there was some level of attraction towards her: personality removed, quite the body. Although, now that I look back on it, it might not have been a wholly natural infatuation, but that's for later, reader.

 

 

 

'Yeah, well, I gathered that you're more than just her friend.. a client, I'd say. Friendly client? I know the type, to be a bit presumptuous. I guess that now she's left, you wont be... having show and tell?'

 

It was hard to not laugh: bad innuendo seemed to come naturally to her. 

 

'To be fair, this was actually just a social call, Rosso. Catch up, if you will. Although, I suspect you're about to lead on to something...'

 

 

And perhaps at this point I should've just gone home like any boring person, but when your strangely attractive friends strangely attractive sister is about to solicit you for strange sex, as I guessed would happen, the scenario seems like a once in a very rare blue moon bunch of fun. 

 

She was delighted, of course. I knew Elsa was very adamant of her specific sexual preference. Rosso, on the other hand, seemed like the village slut by comparison, if I may be so crass. 

 

She led me to her room upstairs.

 

 

I found it hard to not fidget. Maybe it was nerves or maybe some hitherto undeveloped pre-cognitive  mind power, although I firmly believe the former. 

 

 

 

 

The walk did allow me a peak at her general behind. 

 

I suppose I've no need to complain about that.

 

 

 

She took a while to open the door. I remember that strongly for some reason, as if she was entirely new to the concept of opening doors. However, I also think she might have just been nervous as well. 

 

 

 

'Alright, so I'm guessing that the only reason you'd ever be able to get to sex up my uppity nonsense sister is that you have a very particular fetish that I think could be veeery fun..'

 

'Well, ya, I mean, I've been doing this for years with her, its nothing you need to be gingerly air-quoting around.' 

 

'Right.. well then, Mr Backchattyman, get nekkid, and I'll be back in a second.'

 

A wink and a nod later, she went to get changed.

 

 

The bed was pretty spacious, thank the divines. Often times, these kinds of inns are frightfully under prepared for such goings on. Perhaps the more weighted part of this tale has yet to show itself, but I feel the details matter. Everything seemed to fall into place, as if guided by something, someone. I could not posit any further ideas. 

 

 

I remember checking my faculties. What self-conscious man wouldn't in this case? Although, rationality would say 'it was all fine 10 minutes ago, why wouldn't it be now'. Nerves. All nerves.

 

Forgot where I put my clothes in all this. Some part of me thinks they were stolen but I rarely listen to that part of my anyway. 

 

 

There were... bottles, on the table. They played a key role. The room smelt strangely sweet, and I think the fragrance was akin to what emanated from the bottles. If so, it only speaks volumes of how things went next.

 

 

And, rather abruptly, she was ready.

 

I appraised what I saw: She seemed particularly proud of wearing such a contraption. For Elsa, it was no big deal but her sister seemed full of zeal for the prospect. Maybe she wasn't in this place of power that often. Or maybe she was. It was hard to discern.

 

'Now, don't be toooo scared by my monstrous rod of deathly sexyness.. '

 

'Jeez... '

 

I grinned. I definitely grinned. It was just so.. not serious. 

 

 

'To make this less awkward, ignore me being Elsa's sister. I imagine if it were anyone else I'd be talking to, they'd gossip like an entire nunnery, heh..' 

 

'You do.. what you do. You're in charge here.. '

 

'Hm, thats true...' 

 

 

 

If there's one thing I'll remember in fondness, it'll be the foreplay.

 

She still wore those gloves. They felt smooth as she treated me like a king.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

I think somewhere during there, a dominant personality took over. Or perhaps I was reading her wrong and she had been stringing me along all the time. 

 

In any case, she grabbed the back of my head, forcing me to look at the ridiculous thing between her legs. 

 

'See this? You wont in a second, when its buried right inside you.. '

 

I'd like to say it was more of her cheesy humour and yet.. her grip was hard, more than I could resist, her tone of voice, threatening and purposeful.. yet she remained deceptively chirpy. In fact, she was almost too much like her sister. 

 

 

She placed a hand on my thigh, well.. smacked her hand, is more accurate. Like some underfed snake, she slithered it up to my behind. Firm squeeze. To say I felt emasculated is an understatement. 

 

I'm given one of the bottles. 

 

'Drink.'

 

Very insistent. This is the key part, where I knew things would get strange, though I wouldn't know how. I could not accurately describe the flavour of the potion. Fruity, flowery, smelt like blossoms. Yet it had a strange thickness and aftertaste that made it feel like medicine, curdling the stomach. It wasn't a narcotic, thinking about it now. It made everything feel relaxed. Even my limbs and lungs. 

 

Any right-minded person would think they were in danger. 

 

 

She then gestured me to the bed. I figured to go along normally as I do with Elsa, just.. let it happen. Give her what she wants as much as shes giving you. 

 

When I turned to face the bed, she pushed me onto it. Not in a.. harsh way, but perhaps she felt she needed to be 'aggressive' in her position. I couldn't say. All I remember is that I turned over and she was upon me.

 

 

'Oh look mines bigger... '

 

The strange potion affected my jaw. I found it harder to respond.. probably the point. I hate to admit it, but my face flushed when she taunted me. It was... incrementally bigger, but that wasn't the reason. She was above me. Beyond me. As with Elsa, I had found what I desired. 

 

 

 

She was unapologetic about it. 

 

 

 

 

 

...Alright, I enjoyed that part as well.

 

 

What happened next, is what I was not prepared for. 

 

 

 

She made sure I was.. finished. But something seemed wrong. She claimed fatigue, feeling faint. 

Maybe it was like Elsa's girlfriend.. or whatever Elsa refers her to her as. At the time, it was conjecture..

 

She haphazardly crawled off of the bed, I think she lost sense of her surroundings. 

 

 

Like some intoxicated so and so, I watched her slowly moving towards the table, another potion stood open.

 

 

But she didn't make it, and fell to her knees. 

 

This part is still fresh in my head. A palpable aura filled the room, barely tangible in physicality but it perturbed me greatly in my soul. 

 

 

And then the insane happened. Black shadows swarmed around her, and I swear I still have no clue if it was real or some brain addling along the way. They consumed her form, and I could only panic.. and yet, the potion had left me near-paralysed. What could I do, but scramble to the top of the bed. 

 

 

And I see a larger being take her place. The sound of bones crunching, wings flapping, enough to unnerve anyone, I'd imagine. It unnerved me, for certain. 

 

 

Whatever ...'it'... was, it was fast. Unnaturally so. I couldn't look away, roiling blackness tends to be a large distraction. Even more so, when you see the face of your recent lover changed in such a way.. to have it growl and stare like some predator. 

 

 

 

She..? stood over me. I needed to scream. Not want, but need. Unable to, panic took over. 

 

I remember.. beginning to black out..

 

 

 

I don't really remember what happened next.

 

 

Although there was a massive pain in my spine.

 

 

And now I'm here, reciting this story back, in some hope that I can make sense of what happened. I am.. groggy. Everything feels numb, but when I move, everything aches. Head hurts. Back hurts. Somehow, all of my skin.. 

 

I think I need to simply get out of here. Ignore it all. Where did my clothes go again... 

 

 

Huh... Rosso is... still here?

 

Should I run...?

 

 

 

(woo, mysterious, 2spoopy4me)

 

 

 

 

 

If you're still doing this, would you consider one of these?   (if so, pls ignore boring background tytyty ;_; )

Meeting People: A Snapchat Adventure
 
Kind of a joke thing but though I'd try something silly   
 
When bae is like 'I'm not gonna put my phone away, ever, for anything'... (nsfw)
 

 

 

 

 

Many meads later...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When you have to go hands free...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meeting People: A Snapchat Adventure

Kind of a joke thing but though I'd try something silly   

When bae is like 'I'm not gonna put my phone away, ever, for anything'... (nsfw)

 

 

 

 

Many meads later...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When you have to go hands free...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Iunno, random bonking

Tried getting Sevenbase vagina to work, and it mostly does.. but after a while it starts glitching out like a mofucka. Think I'm getting better at dem sex  faces though. Don't even know if swapping out the body textures is worth it cuz the UN7B ones are... a bit low rez.   As ever, small ones are clicky-giffys. 

question

How to make the same long SOS as on your picture? and then I have short and thick under 15 size

You need the SOS Racemenu plugin from b3lisario, it controls length, thickness, bunch of other stuff, would also recommend the rotation plugin for extra details. http://www.loverslab.com/topic/20826-sos-equipable-schlong-and-more/

Jeeeez, I found the problem: I missed out the step with adding the textures to the hair .nif, which is also a long looking process. I don't think I'll have enough time to fix it cuz I'm going out of the country essentially from tomorrow till the 5th. Gah, all these problems.   

Weird since I have Apachii installed but the hair doesn't seem to have a texture to it, it's just the hair model with a plain orange color on it. Sorry for bringing up more problems.

It's cool, its just that its the only case of it happening. I'll have another root around for any problems, might be a simple fix. Thanks for the feedback none-the-less. 

Just curious what hair mod did you use for Rosso?

For the mod, I used number 58 from ApachiiSkyHairFemale. Wanted to use SG but apparently HelloSanta has kind of left or something (plus legal issues). Thing is, that's also really weird cuz nobody else has reported a hair bug yet. Mod's here: http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/10168/?tab=2&navtag=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nexusmods.com%2Fskyrim%2Fajax%2Fmodfiles%2F%3Fid%3D10168&pUp=1

However, if that does fix your problem, good to know. Thanks for all the help guys.   

I wonder if that means it just requires the esp and not the whole replacement thing, cuz that would be annoying for a lot of people, having to use Fair Skin permanently. Can you do something else for me, Omgea? Can you go back to your previous textures, but then just extract the Brows file from the Fair Skin mod along with the ESP and install those? Just to see if that works on its own. Cheers for your help   

that fixed it I just installed eye brow textures from it.

Aha! Where/how did you install them for references sake? Was it the entire file or just the textures into the Rosso directories? This is awesome, cuz it means she's nearly finished