Picture Book "THE STORY TELLER" Post A Pic Tell a Story in TESV

[Queen Bee]

These are really good! I'm tempted to do one myself, but with my computer, they'd look low res and terrible. Plus I don't have the patience for posing actors when I could just be playing Skyrim instead.

[Mumin]

These are really good! I'm tempted to do one myself, but with my computer, they'd look low res and terrible. Plus I don't have the patience for posing actors when I could just be playing Skyrim instead.

Please do! I'm sure you could make up for lack of resolution with a kinky and twisted plot   

[_kuraiko]

It seems that Sif becoming Dragonborn (or a dragonborn) is canon here on LL. No arguments from me... this is a very usable idea for many story arcs... i'd say release her as a follower but i dont want to dumb down her value...

NeonFF's side by side game shot was Awesome to say the least... but yes the use of character references to our fair lady is growing in such popularity I have to the screne shots working to fit each piece of story is nice... i cant wait to see what others do with this.

@ kuraiko... your guy is hot... your girl is hot... that just too much hot ... now you add what i hope to be a Sif reference... you're trying to catch this thread on fire... you do no sif is Bi... she can resist those two in the same story arc... anywho i like whats happening in your story curious to discover the secrets you have yet to reveal.

 

Thank you! And yes I knew that already but I guess we'll have to see how it all turns out.

 

Yeah, I think multiple dragonborns would be the way to go. I wouldn't want Sif to have a monopoly on that!

 

I have made her as a non-standalone follower for personal use, with just her hair thrown into the esp, but getting her body, textures, eyes and eyebrows are all a bit complicated for me. And I don't know of any way to get her tattoo and freckle overlays in there, either. I might try again at some point but I couldn't get it to work before

 

I've tried to do the same with Lian but I ran into some complications when I tried to give her the exact hair and hair color which didn't matter to me when I made Zilus a follower. It's driving me crazy with Lian though. She never feels quite right without the right hair color. :/

[_kuraiko]

Shameless double post but I need to dump my sudden outburst of screenshot euphoria somewhere before I can actually start playing the game again (not sure if that makes sense)... anyways here you go. Enjoy!

Solstheim - An old friend

Lian arrives in Raven Rock and picks up an old friend of hers...

Part 1

Adril: "Ah, Miss Lionheart. It has been a while. Welcome back to Raven Rock."



Lian: "Thank you Adril. Good to see you too. I'm here to visit Neloth."



Adril: "Oh. Neloth. I haven't heard from him since you left."



Lian: "Really? He's probably just burried himself in his books... hopefullly..."



Lian: "Seems everything's still the same..."















Lian: "Well there's a fire burning... that's a good sign right?"



Lian: "I hope he's been doing well..."



Lian: "Hey there, my little friend!"



Wakwak: "Wa...? Waaak! Wawawakakakaka! Liiooon! Wak shouuuuw wak!"



Lian: "You want to show me something?"



Wakwak: "Wakwak! Looook! Liiooon wakawaka wak!"



Lian: "Aww... is that supposed to be me? That's so sweet of you."



Wakwak: "Waaak! Liiooon!"



Lian: "It's beautiful..."



Wakwak: "Beeauuuu...? Beaaauu...? Beauteeefoofoo?"



Lian: "I really, really missed you little one... thank you Wak."

Part 2

Lian: "It's not that far anymore but..."



Lian: "Wak we're gonna take a break!"



Lian: "I'm gonna go for a quick swim..."



Lian: "Watch over my things alright?"



Wakwak: "Y-yesh... beauteefoofoof... t-t-tootees..."



Lian: "That's a good Wak."

[xgkf]

Poor Wak, being teased so damn hard. lol

[Robton]

Soooon

 

[Destroy]

So yeah this is my first time posting here. My previous stories hasn't even been near the top quality the stories that has been uploaded here, but here we go, constructive criticism, feedback or a thumbs up for the work is more than welcome at anytime! Aight, here we go! 

 

 

NSFW

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[bschou]

Lily traveled north to join in the Imperal battle against the encroaching hordes of Falmer from the mountains. Despite her very young age she was already an accomplished battle mage. Lily was from a noble line and her maidenhood was important as well.

Part 1: The Raid

Lily reported to the commander's camp for orders. Before the commander could even begin to brief Lily screaming pierced the tent walls.

 

 

 

 

Swords clashing and inhuman cries of pain erupted.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was a Falmer raid. And the hugest group of them Lily had ever seen.

 

 

 

 

 

One by one the Imperial men were torn apart screaming by the raiding party of Falmer. After all soldiers were dead the drooling beasts converged on Lily. They tore her dress to shreds and tossed her bra and panties into the snow.

 

 

Lily almost passed out from the shock of the Falmer ripping through her hymen and filling her helpless womanhood. The monster fucked her without mercy with all it's strength. Lily's body betrayed her and soon she felt a sudden burning pulse through her body.

 

The gang grew impatient and angry. They wouldn't wait any longer for their turn.So they grabbed Lily and started taking their turns on her three at a time.

 

 

Lily suddenly felt all of her holes become filled simultaneously by brutal pulsating cocks. Lily found herself unable to even breathe from the sheer and sudden ferocity of the assault.

 

 

 

 

 

Part 2: The Horror Begins

The falmer all sighed with satisfaction after cumming into Lily's womb. She wept quietly on the snow. The Falmer were FAR from done with her however. The world went dark as they tightened a blindfold around her head.

 

 

Lily felt cold hard Falmer steel poking into her petite thighs and buttocks as the Falmer herded their sexy young captive along

 

 

 

 

They marched Lily down the mountains and into the swamps. After blindfolding her and giving her panties. They traveled for many hours until they finally reached the Falmer fortress

 

 

 

 

 

The Falmer couldn't believe their luck. Lily was the fairest little captive they'd ever had. The beasts became instantaneously aroused in her presence.

 

 

The Falmer despised and hated the surface dwelling humans with every fiber of their gnarled bodies. Yet they lusted after human women with a raging  intensity. Lily was soon going to be having VERY VERY rough time. They would not let up until her body was used in every way imaginable by every single one of their clan. 

 

[FelixG0D]

I guess I'll post here in this thread, I figure I have enough screenshots to start a story I guess. I'm not as great as some others with this screenarching business so be nice to me.

 

Part 1: Introductions?

Meet Rynkiah. She's a princess. Though not just any princess, she's the daughter of Emperor Titus Mede II. She's also half Bosmer, her dad gets around you know? She was an accident and shortly after her birth her father had her mother killed. She doesn't know that though. Yet.

Here she was traveling with General Tullius when the dragon attacked, and she managed to slip away with Hadvar. He takes her back to Solitude, and delivers her to her father against her protest. "Not having dad around is kind of fun," she thinks.

 

Once they get there, General Tullius tells the Emperor it's time to advance on Whiterun, as Ulfric is attacking and they need to be there to stop them. The Emperor insists he goes with them and Rynkiah who doesn't want to be left behind, pipes up. "If you are going dad, so am I!" With the pouty sad face. Reluctantly he gives in and though protest arises from General Tullius, they take her anyways. After all the fighting, they decide to visit Jorrvaskr and the companions who live within.

 

There she saw brawling, something she had never seen before. A man and a woman, fighting with fists. She watched as the Nord woman beat the ass of the Dunmer man.

 

Which in turn made her think, "if that woman is capable of doing that, maybe I can fight too!" Que the lightbulb.

 

She tried on the armor she saw, and felt like her body was unprotected and the armor really heavy. She liked the thought of being able to fight though. Her father caught a glimpse of her in the armor and walked over to her.

"That armor makes you look like these common folk, and where are your fine silks? Take that armor off at once and when we return to Solitude I shall have a suit of armor made for you befitting of an Imperial Princess," said Emperor Mede II.

She only answered him with a glare, and went to go put the armor back when she met a strange woman named Aela.

 

"That armor looks good on you, care to learn a few things about the use of a sword?" she asked.

"Okay! My father wanted me to put it back but I really want to learn how to fight!" Rynkiah replied.

"Who is your father?" asked a puzzled Aela.

"Emperor Titus Mede II," she happily responded as Aela's jaw dropped.

"There you go, drop to your knee and thrust the sword under the armor. It's sure to bring down even the mightiest of Orcs!" Aela said as she guided Rynkiah.

 

Back in Solitude, Rynkiah saw the armor that her father had prepared for her. "This is the armor, I had made for you. I knew one day you would decide to fight, your mother's spirit is within you." the Emperor said with a saddened look in his eyes.

"Wow..." was all Rynkiah could mutter. After admiring it she inquired about her mother. "Father, what was mother like?" she asked.

"Your mother was beautiful, and kind. It's a tragedy what happ...." he didn't continue, only looked off into space. "Put that armor on, see how it feels."

 

The armor was surprisingly lighter than the other armor. It was really shiny too, and Rynkiah liked shiny.

 

One of the Imperial soldiers happened to walk in while she was putting on the armor... who shall remain anonymous for now! (Semi-NSFW)

 

Well there you have it, the start of my new story. Hope you enjoyed.

Part two tomorrow, or maybe sooner.

[hellonow]

Hiya guys.

 

Just thought I'd show this thread some love and post my recent story here - all parts in one place!

 

 

 

 

 

A Powerful Admirer

 

 

 

Part 1

 

 

Dragonsreach. Early afternoon...

Mai: "Well....I'm here! Hmmm, I hope I'm not too early - wouldn't want to leave a bad impression on my first meeting with a Jarl! I wonder why the Jarl wants to see me anyway?!"



Mai: "I guess I'll find out very soon. This looks like the Jarl's Housecarl. Okay girl, remember - don't be nervous! You've fought vampires and bandits, you'll survive a meeting with the Jarl!"



Irileth: "Welcome to Dragonsreach, Mai of the Companions!"



Irileth: "My name is Irileth, Housecarl to Jarl Balgruuf the Greater. I'm so glad you could make it here at such short notice!"



Mai: "Nice to meet you, Irileth. I was so excited when I received the invitation from the Jarl himself - how could I refuse!"



Irileth: "Indeed. Ever since Jarl Balgruuf learned of how you stopped that vampire from reaching him, he's been looking for an opportunity to show his thanks personally. He's quite smitten with you!"



Mai: "Oh that was nothing really......and I had help too....."



Irileth: "Hmmm, if you don't mind me saying so you seem to be slighty....well....under-dressed! There are several gowns we could provide you with if you'd like to see them?"



Mai: "Oh....um....this is kinda what I wear! I hope it's okay.....?"



Irileth: "Really?! WOW! I'm sure the Jarl won't mind one bit - as long as you are okay with him gazing at your naked body! Anyway, if you'd care to follow me - the Jarl is waiting!"



Irileth: "So, is this your first visit to Dragonsreach, young lady?"



Mai: "Pretty much. I gotta say, this place is amazing! The Jarl sure knows how to live..."



Mai: "I gotta admit - i'm really nervous! Do you know what the Jarl will say? Or what I should do? I don't want to make any mistakes or cause any offence!"



Irileth: "Hmmm, well I probably shouldn't be telling you this....but I overheard the Jarl talking about granting you some kind of title. If you ask me, I think he's going to make you a Thane!"



Irileth: "Anyway, the Jarl can tell you himself. Don't worry, girl. You'll be fine!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Well, well, well - so this is the young lady who saved my life! Don't be shy - step up and let me have a closer look at you, Mai of the Companions!"



Mai: -gulp- "It's an honor to meet you in person your Jarlness.....I mean....Sir Balgruuf......I mean......JARL Balgruuf.........sir!



Jarl Balgruuf: "What a charming girl. And the reports were true - completely naked! Well now Mai, I'm so very glad you could come today. Because I have something very, VERY, special in mind for you, my dear......"



To be continued......

 

 

 

Part 2

 

 

Mai: "Oh! You have something 'special' for me?! That's really kind, your Jarlness. But y'know...I kinda had help with the whole vampire-stopping thing..."

Jarl Balgruuf: "Charming AND modest, I see. But I will not be deterred my lovely."



Jarl Balgruuf: "Oh you'll be rewarded alright. I mean just look at you! Hmmmm, that beautiful body... Those long luscious legs....."



Jarl Balgruuf: "....That enticing vagina......Those suckable nipples...."
Mai: "Um........"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Yes, you definitely deserve something special. And as such, it is my pleasure to award you the title.......'Mistress of Whiterun'!"



Mai: "I'm sorry - 'Mistress of Whiterun'?! I'm not really familiar with that particular title, sir."



Jarl Balgruuf: "That's probably because I made it up just for you! Allow me to explain: as 'Mistress of Whiterun' you will be responsible for sexually pleasuring the high-ranking officials of Dragonsreach! Naturally, this includes me. To this end I hereby make it Whiterun law that you are to be fucked at least five times per day, and we will provide you with all the semen that can possibly fit inside that little body of yours!"



Mai: "WHAT?! Are you joking?!"



Irileth: "BY THE DIVINES!"



Hrongar/Proventus Avenicci: "JARL?!"



Mai: "Um....your royal jarlness....that's a really amazing gift and all....but I'm not sure I'm really the best fit for such a......responsible role!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Nonsense! You're a perfect fit, my dear. I can't think of anyone else I'd rather have sex with over and over again. Am I not right, Proventus?"
Proventus: "Oh......eh.......of course you're right, sir! She'll be perfect!"



Mai: "Um.....Irileth......could you maybe help me? Please?!"



Irileth: "Mai....I had no idea that THIS was the Jarl's plan. I...I'm sorry. He's the Jarl! There's not much I can do...."



Jarl Balgruuf: "Now then, as it's officially Whiterun law to have sex with you, I guess we better get started! Hrongar, Proventus - let's show this young lady our appreciation for all her hard work protecting the city! To my private chambers, gentlemen!"



Mai: "Jarl Balgruuf.....sir.......you really don't want to have sex with me! I....um.....I have terrible stamina! And....I'm really not very experienced! Please!"



Irileth: "Farengar, please tell me you are seeing this too?!"
Farengar: "Oh I'm seeing it, Irileth. I'm seeing it....."



To be continued....

 

 

 

Part 3

 

 

Jarl Balgruuf: "Now, my dear. If you'll be so kind as to follow us. Pure pleasure awaits - I guarantee it!"

Mai: "Irileth, please! You've got to do something!"



Irileth: "This feels all wrong, Farengar. I know he's the Jarl, and I'm sworn to obey and support him..."



Irileth: "...but can I really just stand here and do nothing as they have their wicked way with that poor young lady?"



Farengar: "I know how you feel, but calm yourself for just a moment. Follow me - there's something I think you should see..."



Jarl Balgruuf: "Welcome to my humble chambers, Mai. I'd like to introduce you to my bed. You and it are going to get to know each other very well!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "As Mistress of Whiterun, you will be free to roam about Dragonsreach. However this room, or more specifically this bed, is going to be your new home!"



Mai: "Okay, guys, just a second. I'm soooooooo so honored that you have decided to grant me this amazing title. Really! But I don't think I can accept it...."



Mai: "You see, I'm actually a highly-trained warrior and a member of the Companions. If I don't return to assist them right away, there's no telling what horrors may befall the city of Whiterun!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "The Companions? HA! I think you'll find yourself much better off here, my darling. The only thing those incompetent mead-swilling bear-botherers are good for is keeping half the city awake thanks to their bizarre midnight howling sessions!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Now be a good girl...and take a load off!"



Mai: "Oh no.......this is getting worse by the second!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Alright gentlemen, let's show this lucky lady a good time - Dragonsreach style!"
Hrongar: "Sounds good to me!"
Proventus: "A most excellent idea, Jarl!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Just relax, Mai. There's nothing to worry about. We'll be gentle.......at first!"



Mai: "Oh, why me?! There's gotta be a way out of this. But I can't fight them - it's the Jarl and his top advisers. Think, Mai, think!"



Proventus: "Here you are, little girl. I've got something for you, don't be shy!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "That's it, honey. Keep your eyes on Proventus..."



Jarl Balgruuf: "I've waited so very long for this opportunity. And in the end it was all too easy!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "CAUGHT YOU!"
Mai: "By the divines! Jarl....please!!!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Now just lie down, girl. Get comfortable. Because I intend to savor every last moment of this!"



To be continued.....

 

 

 

Part 4

 

 

Irileth: "I can't believe we just let them take that poor girl, Farengar. I feel responsible for her..."

Farengar: "Come here, Irileth. Look at this!"



Irileth: "What is it? What are you reading?!"
Farengar: "The Jarl just began talking about that girl Mai a few days ago. Ever since then his behaviour has been VERY unusual. It reminded me of something I read once about Daedric Lords. If I could just find it.....yes, here it is......"



Farengar: "Oh no! This can't be right.... Irileth - we've got to rescue that girl immediately!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Don't just stand there, gentleman. I'm looking after her rear - make yourselves useful and keep her occupied up front!"



Hrongar: "Heh heh....sounds good to me! Here, little girl. We've got something nice and juicy for you to suck on!"
Mai: "Please....guys.....can't we talk about this?!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Talk is so boring, Mai. I much prefer action!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Hmmmm, you have NO IDEA how long I've waited to get you into this position, girl. To feel myself pushing against the lips of your vagina....."



Jarl Balgruuf: "...and then slowly forcing them open as I start to slide inside you!"
Mai: "UUUGH......OOOOH GODS!!!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Proventus, Hrongar - if this girl's beautiful face isn't dripping with cum within the next 60 seconds, you'll both be spending the rest of your lives in Whiterun's dungeon!"



Proventus: "Better open wide, girl. Here it comes!"
Mai: "I can't believe this is happening! It's like my encounter with the Bandit, Talon, all over again!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Ha! Talon was a stupid amateur. He deserved what you dished out to him. I have to admit...I quite enjoyed watching you making him suffer!"
Mai: "Ugh.......hang on a second....."



Mai: "....how could the Jarl of Whiterun have possibly watched that?! You weren't there!"



Irileth: "Because that's NOT the Jarl of Whiterun, Mai! It's an impostor!"



Hrongar: "Eh....Irileth? Farengar? What in Oblivion are you two doing here?!"



Mai: "Irileth! Thank goodness you came! Please, HELP ME!!!"



Irileth: "Unhand that girl this instant! That's an order!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "How DARE you barge into my private chambers and order me around! I am the Jarl of Whiterun!"
Mai: "Ow, my hair!"



Irileth: "You can give up the act now. We know you are not the Jarl. Mai, that man is not real - he's just a projection!"



Mai: "UGH......What do you mean, not real?! I can feel him tugging on my hair and.....UUUUUGH.....pushing inside me!!!"
Jarl Balgruuf: "Don't listen to these troublemakers, Mai. They are clearly insane!"



Farengar: "Mai, the sensations you are feeling are also not real. They are being projected into your mind by someone extremely power.......The Daedric Prince, SANGUINE!"



Mai: "DAEDRIC PRINCE?!"



Jarl Balgruuf: "Hmmmm....I'm impressed. I guess I know now why the Jarl keeps you two around. Note to self: next time, remember to put the Housecarl and Court Wizard to death!"



Proventus: "Eh....Daedric Prince Sanguine?! Did you know that he wa----"
Hrongar: "Of course not, you idiot! Now just follow my lead before we get into trouble..."



Hrongar: "Thank you for saving us, Farengar and Irileth. Sanguine was.....um......controlling our minds! Yes, that's it....he was controlling our minds!"



Jarl Balgruuf Projection: "Please forgive me for tricking you, darling. Now...where were we...?"



Jarl Balgruuf Projection: "Ah yes! Just relax while I push this cock deeper inside of you!"
Mai: "OOOOOH......OOOH GODS! I CAN FEEL IT!!!"



To be concluded......

 

 

 

Part 5

 

 

Irileth: "Not so fast, Impostor! You're going to release that girl immediately! Farengar....."

Farengar: "You heard her, Sanguine. Release Mai from your magical grip - or we'll destroy your projection ourselves!"



Jarl Balgruuf Projection: "Damn you, wizard! I was SO close! Fine....you want me to reveal myself? So be it...."



Mai: "What the......?! You were right - he wasn't real! But then....where is Sanguine?!"



Sanguine: "I'm right here, my pretty. And might I add that it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person. This is quite the big moment for me!"



Irileth: "You vile fiend! What have you done with the real Jarl Balgruuf?! If you've hurt him......"



Sanguine: "Relax, Housecarl. The Jarl is quite unharmed. You can find him in the stables outside the city. He might not remember who he is though....but that will come back to him in time!"



Mai: "And what about me, you twisted freak?!"



Mai: "Why was I chosen to be dragged up here and tormented?! Or was I just in the wrong place at the wrong time?!"



Sanguine: "Far from it, my dear. Though I guess I do owe you an explanation. There was nothing random about any of this, Mai. You see.....you are my chosen one!"



Sanguine: "I have watched you for years, Mai. I have studied you....obsessed over you! After what seems like an eternity of searching - I have finally found my Princess, and it is you!"



Mai: "No.......NO! I don't want to be your Princess..."



Sanguine: "Ha ha - cute! What you want is irrelevant. I have made my decision. From this day forth, you will be the subject of my lust and hedonism! The focus of my sex and debauchery! I will steer your fate - and it is a destiny drenched in semen!!!



Mai: "Whatever you say, monster. But maybe you don't know me as well as you thought. Because the next time I see you I'm going to kick your ass! "



Sanguine: "Playing hard to get, eh? You're turning me on already! But alas it seems I've outstayed my welcome in this place....time to go."



Sanguine: "I'll see you very soon, Mai. And this time there'll be no projections....I want to fuck you myself! And hey, maybe invite your sister - I'm sure she'd love a threesome!"



Mai: "Wait.....what did you just say? I have a sister?!"



Sanguine: "Oooops! Have I said too much?! So long, losers of Whiterun!"



Irileth: "Are you okay, Mai? It's not everyday you get to meet a Daedric Prince! It seems you have a powerful admirer..."
Mai: "He mentioned....my sister......? Oh....I'm fine Irileth. Thanks for saving me in the nick of time! I guess you guys better go find the Jarl. As for me....."



Mai: "I've just got one more thing to attend to here......"



Proventus: "Eh....why is is she looking at us like that, Hrongar?"



Mai: "Thanks for trying to help me, you useless slimeballs!!!"
Proventus: "AAARRGHHH......"



Farengar: "Should we stop her?"
Irileth: "Eventually, Farengar........"



Irileth: ".............eventually."



The END!

 

 

[Quky]

So yeah this is my first time posting here. My previous stories hasn't even been near the top quality the stories that has been uploaded here, but here we go, constructive criticism, feedback or a thumbs up for the work is more than welcome at anytime! Aight, here we go! 

 

 

NSFW

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Very well done! Can't wait to see more 

[Destroy]

 

So yeah this is my first time posting here. My previous stories hasn't even been near the top quality the stories that has been uploaded here, but here we go, constructive criticism, feedback or a thumbs up for the work is more than welcome at anytime! Aight, here we go! 

 

 

NSFW

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Very well done! Can't wait to see more 

 

Thanks man!

[Daftlover9103]

Here is the 2 parts of my latest story

 

 

A night not remembered 

 

 

Spoiler 

Ysolda: I cant belive the luck I had today, first the dragonborn gets me a tusk and then I get a great price for it at the khajiit

 

Ysolda: If this continues I will soon be able too buy the Inn Hulda

Hulda : That would be nice my dear, my back is not what it has been

 

Sira: Hey there Ysolda

 

Ysolda: hey Sira

 

Sira: looks like you are celebrating something, whats happend?

 

Ysolda: I just made my first big trade, made alot of gold. wanna have a Honningbrew Mead with me?

 

Sira: Honningbrew mead?, nah when you celebrating something like this we need something more special and I got just the thing.

Sira grabs a bottle hidden by her cloak and puts it on the table.

 

Ysolda: What is this?

Sira: Its a special drink, I got from a guy I know named Sam. Its fare better then any Mead or ale 

 

Sira: May you luck continue and may you furtune only grow, "buttoms" up 

 

Ysolda: Thanks alot Sira. Mmh this drink smells good, hope it tastes as good too

 

Ysolda: I feel strange Sira, is this normal?

Sira: Dont worrie, its gonna be a great night

 

Too be continued 

 

 

A night not remembered part 2

Its abit long and NSFW

 

Ysolda: Ohh my head.

 

Spoiler 

Ysolda: Where am I?

 

Ysolda: Rorikstead!! how the hell did I get here, I was just at the Whiterun Inn 

 

Ysolda: Whats that, it taste wired. 

 

Ysolda: Spit Spit god what are thoes things. They look like penises, Have I?

 

Ysolda: OH no it cant be, I been raped, I wait! whats that, there is something in my bum 

 

Ysolda: Its stuck, I have too try and push it out. ahhh it hurts Ghhhh 

 

Ysolda: AGHHHH GOD, ohhhh its out, my poor bumhole

 

Ennis: What the hell are you doing in my field

 

Ysolda: Plz dont look at me I my privats are not covered 

 

Ennis: I dont give a skivers ass, GET out of my field and take all the perverted stuff that you and your friends have left here.

 

Ysolda: This is not mine and what friends are you talking about. Last I remember was that I was in Whiterun inn.

 

Ennis: You and another women and a giant came here last night, making alot of nosie and drinking. Last I saw before I went inside my house was that you and that other women was touching eachother in sinful ways.

 

Ysolda: God I dont do stuff like that, I gotta get out of here 

 

Ysolda: This has too be the worst day in my life. I been use sexley, my bum hurts and now I got too go home buttnaked

In the background Ennis: Hey where is my goat?? damm thoes druk people

 

On the klifs overlooking the road

Sira: That was one of the best nights ever wont you give me right on that Grok?

 

Grok: Yes the stuff you and you friend let me do was great

 

Sira: Even the goat seemed too enjoy it, oddly enough

 

Sira: Hmmm wounder if she found that dwemer pussy egg

 

Ysolda: Finally home I cant wait too get out of this take a long bath and get in my own cloth

 

Ysolda: AHHHHHH WHATS IN MY PUSSY

  

 

 

[FelixG0D]

So here it is, another part of the story. Those of you who keep up with the counterpart thread may have seen these before, so I'll try and spice it up with some story.

 

Part 2: Opportunity knocks

Tension is mounting in Solitude, and Rynkiah has no love of politics and petty power squabbles. Her father made a public mockery of Jarl Elisif, in order to allow more troops to be stationed there.

 

"Your husband, if he were still alive today would have taken up arms with the Legion! He would have stamped out this rebellion with the support MY soldiers. You are obviously not qualified to sit in that throne and make claims of 'High Queen of Skyrim' if all you do is sit on your ass and not act!"

Rynkiah, who felt her father overstepped his bounds did not like the idea of Skyrim being under martial law of the Legion. She wondered when she could escape all of that and live how she wanted to.

 

As time went on, Jarl Elisif relinquished power to the Emperor and General Tullius. Law and Order came down hard like the hammer strike from a blacksmith on an anvil. Rynkiah felt like the longer she waited, the less chance she had of living her dreams not tied to her father. While Rynkiah was training with Captain Aldis and the other Legion recruits, she began to grow bored of slicing at straw and wooden dummy targets. She craved adventure, and she decided the only way she would get said adventure was to leave Solitude and venture out on her own. Unfortunately, she was discovered before she could do this. So she persuaded some of the guardsman to take her with them as they went to Whiterun to issue new orders to the Legate there from General Tullius.

 

On the way, she gave them the slip. Here she was, taking a nice dip in a pool she found with this strange little humming plant...

 

That same day while she was taking a dip, she found a nice little shack. Inside was some weird smelly man who was talking to himself about all the gold he was going to get. She figured he was one of those "bandits" and drove her sword into his vertebrae. Later that night, she decided it was a nice place to spend the night, and she would make haste for Whiterun in the morning. Little did she know, there was one person who knew where she was.

 

And peeping this time revealed more than he had ever hoped to see. (NSFW)

The Peeping Tom slipped away before she could get a good look at him. She didn't sleep that well knowing he was around.

 

As morning broke, she realized she had no idea where Whiterun was. She knew very little about Skyrim at all in fact. It took her the better part of the morning and afternoon to find someone who would take her to Whiterun. When she arrived, there was a tower on fire and men shouting for help and running. As she saw men from Whiterun advance, they were thrown in every direction, and then she saw it. A dragon, like the one she saw at Helgen. Only smaller this time, but just as fierce. Something took hold of her body, almost as if someone else was in control.

 

When the remaining men and the Jarl of Whiterun's personal housecarl Irileth got to their feet and recovered, the saw only what could be described as legend. This girl, petite and armed with only a small sword, clad in armor that looked like it was made of gold... absorbed the dragon's soul. The power was almost demonic, as if she was eating it's soul. The dragon flared up in a violent ember, and the remaining energy rushed into her mouth as she swallowed it. She sank to her knees and leaned against the dragon's corpse, now nothing but burnt bones and ash.

Horrified, they could barely say anything until one man spoke up about her being Dragonborn. The others paid no mind to it, until they got to Whiterun and the resounding echo of the Greybeards thundered down the mountainside.

 

Later, she once again had audience with the Jarl. He promised not to tell her father she was there, if only she did him the favor of answering the summons of the Greybeards. She agreed, and mentioned she would need a home here in Whiterun to use as a base of operations for adventuring and the like. He happily agreed as he made her Thane of Whiterun and offered her Breezehome. It's a good thing she lifted that pouch of gold from her father before departing...

 

She met her new housecarl Lydia, and all she could stare at was her enormous chest. She had not seen the figure of a woman like a true Nord warrior before, and it drew all attention from what Lydia was trying to say to her. Later, after she got over the legend that is Lydia's chest, she visited Breezehome and had a few ideas about interior decorating...

"This is a start, we have much work to do Lydia!" she said as Lydia only answered her with a slight groan.

Part 3 sometime soonish. I had a plot hole coming up i need to fill and need more time to take some other pictures....

[GodKingLaw]

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[NeonFirefly]

Rising-Wind

Chapter VI: The Orgasm Heard 'Round The World

 

 

Phew, is it getting steamy in here, or is it just me?

 

Yeah, I kinda took the sexiness straight through the roof on this one. Restraint be damned! Enjoy.

 

 

 

 

            Fjora opened her eyes to see Sif’s grinning face an inch away on the pillow next to her.

 

 

 

            “I feel like I’ve been asking this question a lot lately, but what just happened?”

 

 

            “I just gave you the best night of your life, baby. This is it, it’s never gonna get any better than this. Might as well abandon all your hopes and dreams, ‘cause it’s all downhill from here.”

 

 

            “Are you kidding me? I was asleep! That dragon left me half-dead, and I was out the instant my head touched the pillow, and you STILL did things to me? You like your partners comatose or something?”

            “I remember someone once telling me that I’m the sort of girl who will screw anything that moves. They were only half right – I’ll also screw anything that doesn’t move.”

 

 

            “Oh gods… you didn’t, like, penetrate me or anything, did you? You don’t have any sexually-transmitted curses, right? I’m not going to wake up tomorrow morning to find that I’m pregnant or anything, right?”

            Sif sighed. “My skills in the bedroom may be enviable, but even I don’t have the physical capacity to make another woman pregnant.”

            “That’s a relief. My parents never really gave me The Talk, you know? So I’ve never been a hundred percent sure about how this all works – I just know where it feels good.”

 

 

            “We all start somewhere,” murmured Sif, gazing raptly at Fjora’s soft, voluptuous breasts and slowly licking her lips. “I wanna see where you feel good, too. Why don’t we start here?”

            Fjora gave a surprised squeak followed by a soft moan as Sif grabbed her breasts and tackled her back onto the bed, wrapping her lips around her tender nipple.

 

 

 

 

            “Wait, stop it – aah! N-no, actually don’t stop! Keep going! Aaaahhhh…”

 

 

 

 

 

            Their naked bodies writhed and squirmed as they squeezed and caressed each other. Sif licked and sucked every inch of Fjora’s breasts until Fjora could no longer hold back her howl of animalistic ecstasy.

 

 

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH……..” :heart:

 

Meanwhile, outside the inn…

 

 

            "What's that noise?" wondered Finna.

 

Meanwhile, in the distant, misty wilds of Eastmarch…

 

 

          "What's going on?" hissed Lorelei. "Is someone screaming?"

 

Meanwhile, in Nevada, beyond the borders of time and space…

 

 

            "That is the loudest orgasm I've ever heard," grumbled Isaac, looking gloomily out to the sun-struck horizon of the Mojave wasteland before turning back to vainly attempt to seduce his lesbian companion, Veronica. "Lucky devil, whoever it is..."

 

Five minutes later…

 

 

            “Off we go!” cried Sif, flinging open the door and stepping out into the late morning sunlight. “Ustengrav, here we come!”

 

 

 

            Fjora stepped out after her, clutching her newly-procured cloak tight around her body, although for some reason, she wasn't wearing her belted skirt. She seemed more self-conscious of her exposed body than she had the day before.

 

 

            “I wonder how long it’ll take us to get to Hjaalmarch,” said Sif.

 

 

            “Probably just a few days if we take my horse,” said Fjora. “There he is. He’s so patient.”

 

 

            The horse gave Fjora a reproachful look.

 

 

            “What’s the matter with you?” she demanded.

 

 

            The horse looked past her at Sif.

 

 

            “I don’t think this horse likes me,” she said.

            “I don’t see why,” said Fjora. “He only just met you.”

 

 

            “Well actually… there’s something about him that looks familiar.”

            “There are a lot of black horses in Skyrim, of course…”

            Sif shook her head. “No, I really… er, actually, you’re right. It must have just been… my imagination.”

 

 

            As the horse dutifully carried the girls through the wilderness, Fjora took a moment to broach a sensitive topic.

            “Look, Sif, about that night at the inn…”

 

 

            “I know, right? Doesn’t it feel amazing to suddenly awaken to your own bisexuality?”

            “Sif, I’m still straight. And you can’t just do this to me any time you feel like, okay? I’m not just some big old teddy bear you can cuddle up with whenever you get horny.”

 

 

            “Actually, that’s exactly what you’re like. A human-sized, furless teddy bear with big, soft, jiggly tits and the cutest orgasm face I’ve ever seen.”

            “Sif!”

            “Although now that I think about it, you’re really more like a dairy cow than a teddy bear.”

            “Why I oughta…”

 

 

            “And I’ve never met anybody who can reach their climax just from getting their breasts stimulated.”

 

 

            "Eep!" Fjora squeaked as Sif’s arms tightened around her waist, and a gentle hand strayed down towards Fjora’s crotch.

 

 

            “Is this what that elf friend of yours had to put up with?” she growled. “No wonder she left you behind.”

            Sif pouted. “No… I don’t quite know what it was about her, but I just got the feeling it wouldn’t be in my best interests to touch her. Seemed like the sort who’d take off your finger if it came within a five-inch radius of her.”

            “And I don’t, in spite of all my smack talk?”

 

 

            “Nope. Since I don’t have any balls for you to cut off, I feel pretty safe around you.”

            Fjora sighed. “I hate to admit it, but that was all just talk too. I’ve never actually cut anyone’s balls off.”

            “But that frost troll on the path up the mountain…”

            “No idea. Guess we’ve got some crazy, ball-cutting psychopath on the loose. It certainly wasn’t me.”

            A brief silence followed this odd exchange, before Sif got bored again and grasped Fjora’s breasts, roughly kneading and fondling them with her fingers. Fjora bit her tongue, too stubborn to give Sif the satisfaction of hearing her whimper with pleasure.

 

 

            Fjora’s eyes watered as Sif tightly pinched her nipples, and she could practically feel the temperature of her body rising as waves of ecstasy surged through her chest. But just when she felt she couldn’t remain stoic any longer, the horse stopped in front of a secluded Nordic barrow.

 

 

            “We’re here!” said Sif, jumping off the horse’s back and drawing her blade. “And it looks like we’ve got company.”

 

 

 

 

            In less than thirty seconds, each of the bandits and the necromancer encamped at the base of the tomb were dead. Sif sheathed her weapon as Fjora dismounted the horse and approached the barrow, clutching her tender breasts and doing her best to ignore the wetness between her legs.

 

 

            "I used to be an unflappable badass before I met you," she growled.

 

 

            "...And then you took an arrow in the knee, yes, yes, yes," said Sif dismissively. "Just look at this tomb! Are you ready for an adventure? Who knows what could be in this tomb! We could be in here for days! Just think of all the amazing things that await us!"

 

 

            "Come along, my beautiful dairy cow; this is sure to be an adventure worth telling about!"

 

To be continued...

 

Notes

Why is Fjora currently not wearing her belted skirt? I think the real question is, why do you care?  

 

For the purposes of the story, I was given Sif to use as a follower, and she's unfortunately somewhat underutilized here. I hope to remedy that in the next chapter. A lot of this was hard to shoot for both of us, since so many scenes involve Fjora and Sif in... er, rather intimate contact with each other, and with Mord Sif and me both taking shots from our own games, it was fun but challenging trying to make the scenes work. The horse scene was even harder, since as far as I'm aware, there isn't a single mod out there that allows two characters to ride the same horse together, but I hope we pulled it off pretty well, even if you had to use your imagination for some of it, like having Sif's arms around Fjora's waist. Unfortunately I wasn't able to get any good nipple-sucking shots, either.

 

But there is good news! The next chapter is already fully scripted, and I've got nearly all the screenshots I need for it, so expect it tomorrow or the next day!

[xenic]

Awesome thread. Here are mine. I'm adding to this as I go to get them all in one place. Let me know which stories you like the best and what you like about them. 

Family Tree - Parts 1, 2, 3

Part 1 - Elsa's Story 

http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-558-family-tree-act-1-magic-and-corruption-elsas-story/

Part 2 - Verra's Story

http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-559-family-tree-act-2-cycle-of-hatred-verras-story/

Old links here: 

Part 1 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=765758

Part 2 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=769672

Part 3 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=771079

Part 4 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=771672

this leads into Rune's story

 

Part 3 - Rune's Story

http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-560-family-tree-act-3-full-circle-runes-story/

 

Old links here: 

Part 1 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=776234

Part 2 (NSFW) http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=780556

Part 3 (NSFW) http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=812274

And with this, their family story is complete. Time for a new story.

 

Blackreach Experiments, Tears of the Present, and Harsh Realities

Blackreach Experiments

Prologue - Arissa (Scifi-ish)

Part 1 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=816133

Part 2 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=825332

Part 3 and 4 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=838257

Part 5 http://www.loverslab.com/topic/15224-show-your-skyrim-counterpart/?p=841564

 

Part 1 and 2

Part 3 - The End of Days

Part 4 - Lost in Fog

Part 5 - No Way Out

Part 6 - Where is the Dragonborn?

Part 7 - Reforged

Part 8 - My Love

Part 9 - Accusations

Part 10 - Second Chances

Part 11 - Trouble Brewing

Part 12 - Sources of Power

Part 13 - Sacrifices

Part 14 - Full Set

The next set continues from The Blackreach Experiments

 

Tears of the Present

Part 1 - Biding Time

Part 2 - Settling up

Part 3 - The End?

Epilogue 

Harsh Realities

Part 1 - 6 

After this one, I started a new story, unless I can think of a way to link them together. 

 

 

 

[xenic]

 

Hiya guys.

 

Just thought I'd show this thread some love and post my recent story here - all parts in one place!

 

 

 

 

 

A Powerful Admirer

 

 

The END!

 

 

I really can't wait to see the direction this goes. 

[NeonFirefly]

Rising-Wind

Chapter VII: Party Crashers

 

 

This one's a little on the short side, but it sets the stage for something exciting! Now then, I wonder how that trip to Ustengrav went for our heroines...

 

 

            “What a rip-off!” said Sif, as the girls emerged from the tomb empty-handed. “There was nothing down there at all! Just a note from some random hoo-ha, who probably just wants to meet us so he can rub it in our face about how he got to the treasure first.”

 

 

            “Well I thought the scenery in that big antechamber was pretty nice,” said Fjora. “I’ve learned to appreciate these old barrows for their own sake. Even if it means trying to ignore the possibility that any one of the dozens of draugr I inevitably have to cut down might be an ancestor on my mama’s side…”

 

 

            “Well, enough about that. Let’s just forget that disappointment of a dungeon ever happened. I wanna get back to Riverwood so I can get my mitts on that horn and stick it up the arse of whoever took it first and made this whole detour pointless!”

 

 

            “I’m with you on that one. Let’s get outta here – the air’s so moist that it’s curling my hair. C’mon Horse,” she said as she approached the beast. “We’re going back to Riverwood. You know where that is, right?”

 

 

            The horse gave her another one of its death glares.

 

 

            “I know how you feel, Horse, but I can’t deal with you right now. Lodge your complaints once you’ve gotten us out of this thrice-damned swamp.”

            The girls mounted the animal, and Sif snuggled comfortably up against Fjora’s back and placed her hands back on her breasts.

            “Sif…”

            “Oh, c’mon,” said Sif with a yawn of contentment. “Don’t deny how much you like this.”

            Fjora had no comeback. She couldn’t be snide about the truth.

 

 

            It was approaching midnight when the travelers reached Riverwood.

            “Alright, here’s the plan,” said Sif. “We head inside, I go up to the innkeeper real casual-like and ask about the attic room, then you… hey, where are you going?”

            “Look, that’s fascinating,” said Fjora, “but it’s your subplot. I’m going to bed, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

 

 

            “Geez, you sure like to sleep a lot,” observed Sif.

            “Tell me about it tomorrow. I’m too tired to think.”

            With that, Fjora marched inside, tossed a coin to the innkeeper, and collapsed onto the nearest bed, completely dead to the world.

 

Twelve hours later…

 

 

            “Wake up! Come on, Fjora, wake up! We have things to do! Places to go! People to see! Parties to crash!”

 

 

            “Oh gods, Sif, do you have any idea what time it is? I feel like I’ve only been asleep for five minutes!”

 

 

            “Fjora, it’s pushing high noon!”

            “Ysmir’s beard! What could possibly be so important that you needed to wake me up at this ungodly hour?”

            Groggily, Fjora sat up and looked down at herself.

 

 

            With a sigh, she said, “I’m assuming this is your saliva I’m seeing all down my body? Didn’t I already set ground rules about what you’re allowed to do to me while I’m asleep?”

 

 

            “Look, that doesn’t matter!” snapped Sif. “We’ve got a party to go to!”

 

 

            “A party? Now you’re speaking my language! Where is it?”

            “At the Thalmor Embassy, way up north in the frigid wastes of outer Haafingar!”

 

 

            Fjora abruptly lay back down and rolled over. “Aaaand like that, you’ve lost me. Wake me again when you can get us into a real party, one with booze and music and Redguards and shit.”

 

 

            “Oh, I’m sure there’ll be booze and music there! I hear the Thalmor are very generous with their guests. But why do you specify Redguards?”

 

 

            “They’ve got huge dicks. Just trust me on this one, I’ve got lots and lots of experience there.”

 

 

            Sif giggled and gave a mock gasp. “That’s racist!”

            “What, even positive stereotypes are racist now? If you’d been with as many black guys as I have, you’d know what I mean!”

            “Hey, I’m just joking.”

 

 

            “Well you’ll have to be more subtle next time. I’m a sword ‘n’ board warrior, not a social justice warrior.”

 

 

            “Heh. Of course, in social matters, an omnisexual foreigner like me will always have the moral high ground over your straight, white, cisgendered arse.”

 

 

            “Hey, c’mon now, I’m half-black. Be fair.”

 

 

            Sif giggled again. “What’s next, will we start competing to see which of us is more ‘privileged’?”

 

 

            “Fuck no,” said Fjora, jumping out of bed. “We’re getting this damn party over with. I don’t know what your business is there, nor do I care, but I’m suddenly in the mood to go places and hit things.”

            "Well, you'll certainly get the chance to hit things," said Sif, "because when I said we were gonna crash this party... I meant it quite literally."

 

 

To be continued in Chapter 3 of Lorelei: The Dragonborn.

 

Notes

Yeah, no notes this time. I mean, apart from providing a segue to Nemesis's story, why do I need to justify my desire to make a chapter consisting of virtually nothing but Fjora lying naked in bed?

[GodKingLaw]

What a dinner Party?!

Open Spoiler for a minisode

"The Thalmor Embassy"

"Hope they don't mind an uninvited guest"

"Place seems well Guarded"

"Thalmor Wizards... They must be up to something"

"Elenwen, what are you planning?"

"Let's get a closer look"

"So it's a dinner party." Elenwen must be getting bored in her old age"

"Elenwen, you must be getting bored in her old age"

"Did you hear something?!"

"what was that?! Sounded like Mara had an Orgasm"

"Elenwen, I hope you sent my invite, because it's gonna be a party this Redguard can't miss!"

Sorry Guys I had to piggy back these last two post by NeonFireFly... They were just to good!

[FelixG0D]

Back with more. This story I don't really have a direction with, it's just kind of happening so bare with me.

 

Part 3: A New Path Dawns

Rynkiah after living at her new home of Breezehome for a few days, decided she wanted to visit Windhelm and Riften. Lydia offered protest, saying the daughter of the Emperor of the Legion shouldn't venture so close to Ulfric, as there's no telling what he might do if he found out she was there in his city. Rynkiah ignored these pleas, as per usual since she always knows best. Lydia demanded that she at the very least not stroll into Windhelm wearing her Royal Imperial armor, to which she agreed would be a bad idea. She secured some Monk robes.

 

Lydia: No one's going to believe you're a monk, working for the Temple of the Divines...

Rynkiah: I can be pretty convincing you know.

Lydia: I still think this is a horrible idea.

Rynkiah: I'll take that into consideration. The wagon awaits to take us to Windhelm!

 

Rynkiah: I'm not so sure I want to take this wagon now... what horrid smell is that?!

Carriage Driver: The fine smell of horses, young lady!

 

Upon arriving in Windhelm, as soon as Rynkiah saw trouble of course she dove in head first. The Jarl of Windhelm, leader of the resistance, none other than the man himself, Ulfric Stormcloak was out of the palace getting some fresh air when he noticed Rynkiah. Clad in her monk robes, he began to speak with her. Lydia, watching from a distance only expected the worst out of this situation.

 

Ulfric: A monk, what brings you to my fair city milady?

Rynkiah: I initially came to visit, however I heard the rumors of this Aretino boy who I believe is in need of help. The Nine can save him from the dark path he has chosen to walk! (Lying through her teeth, she felt it was a convincing story.)

Ulfric: Of course, the Aretino boy. It is a shame what happened to him. I look forward to hearing about how you and the Nine helped him. Pray tell, what is your name?

Rynkiah: (Panicking slightly) My name? It's Rynkiah. I don't have any affiliation with the Churches, I just am a freelance monk on a quest to help people.

Ulfric: Rynkiah hmm? That's a good name. Noble goals you have, to try and help heal the wounded in Skyrim. (The guards tell Ulfric he is needed in the palace) It seems our conversation must be cut short. Maybe we will cross paths again, Rynkiah.

Rynkiah: I hope so, my lord. (She says as she blushes under her mask)

 

As she walks away, Lydia comes running to her.

Lydia: What happened? Why are you walking like that?

Rynkiah: (Distracted) Huh? Oh he's... he's bigger than I thought.

Lydia: What? What the hell does that mean?

Rynkiah: (Still distracted) And he's a lot better looking than I thought....

Lydia only responds only with a blank stare.

 

She decides she has to help the boy somehow, or Ulfric would become suspicious. She eavesdrops on a conversation outside the home.

Sneaks inside to find the boy...

After talking to him, she decides there's nothing to be done but help him.

 

Traveling to Riften, with an annoyed Lydia in tow... she finds the Orphanage the boy spoke of. As well as the crusty bitch within.

 

Grelod: What are you looking at, do you wanna ADOPT ONE OF THESE CHILDREN? NOOOOOOOO.  I'll never let anyone touch these kids like I do! They are mi--

The kids crowd around as she breaks her neck.

Kids: You killed Grelod! Yay! No more hard work and removing her bunions!

Rynkiah: ... (Thinking to herself what an annoying old woman Grelod was.) hope I'm not like that when I get old... (she says softly to herself as she leaves the Orphanage.)

 

She returned back home to Whiterun with Lydia. She was tired and weary from her adventures of the day, so she laid down to sleep for the night. When she awoke... she felt strange and in an odd place. Certainly not Breezehome...

(NSFW here)

Rynkiah: Oh... WHAT?! (Blushing hard at what she sees waking up.)

She sits up and notices to others, and feels as if someone's watching her. Turning around she sees...

Rynkiah: Ow my head... who are you?!

Astrid: The name is Astrid, you are safe here.

Rynkiah: (glancing back at the man who is naked) It doesn't look that way to me... (her eyes quickly shifting back to Astrid.)

Astrid: You're safe, and unharmed. More than I could say for most people who took our contracts.

Rynkiah: Con...tracts? I don't understand. Who are you really?

Astrid: I work for the Dark Brotherhood. Grelod the Kind, you killed her. She was OUR target.

Rynkiah: Oh, the loud mouthed bitch in Riften? Yeah she needed to shut up for good. The kids loved it too. WAIT did you say the Dark Brotherhood?!

Astrid: Yes, and that was our contract. Now, an offer of life must be paid. I have a few options for you...

 

~Time warp ahead?~

 

Rynkiah chose wisely.

Part 4 or whatever coming soon. Had to patch that plot hole with some more screenshots. Lucky I made older saves to cover what I didn't grab before, or I wouldn't have been able to cover it!

 

[JBloggz]

 

 

Hiya guys.

 

Just thought I'd show this thread some love and post my recent story here - all parts in one place!

 

 

 

 

 

A Powerful Admirer

 

 

The END!

 

 

I really can't wait to see the direction this goes. 

 

 

 

 

You aint seen nuthin' <.< >.> 

[GodKingLaw]

A Sword Fight Between Shield Brothers

NSFW

Farkas and I have taken on many a foe together. Be it Bandit, Troll, or Dragon. But it's one fight we've had yet to weather...

Who's Cock Is BIGGER???



Farkas: Ah brother... Seems like you got me beat by a head.



Law: oh but touché brother... Seems you do pack a serious muscle.



Farkas: All this talk of Muscle is makin me a bit Hard Headed... How about we find A wench?



Law: Lets... Then we can talk stamina, and I won't even use Adenaline Rush.



Skjor: So it's True!... They do have Curved Swords!!!

Go to the POLL about the next issue of DiViNE...

http://www.loverslab.com/blog/128/entry-465-submissions-and-ideas-for-issue-3/?mode=show

[GodKingLaw]

Lion, Witch, and a Trap Gone Wrong!

Yes, another piggy back...Super long mini-sode (image Dump)

The Embassy, Eve of the Dinner Party

What?... No Greeting?

Hmmmph...

Guess I'll just walk in.

--

"HuH"

"Elenwen"

"Why the Look?... Have you forgotten me already?"

"How could I? ... You, the LION of the DiViNE"

"You, wearing the wings and robes of my master and predecessor... Forgetting you will not be easy... You startled me is all... Malborn, Leave us."

"It's unlike the Witch of the Dominion to be unhinged so easily... I know you're up to something..."

"...and that elf will be your undoing"

"I see... You think you know my plan... but that's just it his betrayal is a part of my plan... Their fates are inevitable... She will be mine!"

"Have you forgotten my words since last we met?"

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Flash Back: Last We Met

"Elenwen..."

"What?... How'd you get in here?

"You know better than to ask me a fool’s question?"

"It is..."

"It's him... of course He'd survive Helgen"

"You knew I'd come..."

"The hospitality of the Thalmor Embassy is at your service."

"Is that so?..."

"Then let just see how hospitable you can be"

The pleasure is all mine!

NSFW

Thalmor Wizard: Madame First Emissary?

Bzzzzzzz!

Thalmor Wizard: What sorcery is this?!...Why can’t i enter?!

"It because I've guarded my quarters with a barrier to keep out trespassers. Thank you for testing it for me. Now what is it?!"

NSFW

"Ah... OH... MMM..."

"OH GODS YESSSS"

Thalmor Wizard: Oh yes Madame Elenwen...

Thalmor Wizard: Our intelligence has reported that the Dragonborn has been revealed... Supposedly a young Breton girl in Whiterun Hold... It has been confirmed that she is headed to answer the summons of the Grey Beards in the company of an elf woman.

”Then it seems that the Legends are a little more than Nordic myth... See that we keep a close eye on her... Don't act without my explicit permission... Understood?!”

Thalmor Wizard: Yes Madame

NSFW

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM..."

"GGGGGMGMMMMMMMM..."

"You wonderful Witch!"

___

Hours Later

"Elenwen?..."

"Oh my Gods!... How long was I sleep?!..."

"I've got work to do... The Dominion is going to want to know of this Dragonborn!"

"Elenwen!... beware of this Breton and her elf companion, your fates will be decided at their meeting of you."

"I'll not be bested by some half breed and her pet elf"

"I've not forgotten anything of our last night together... It's the one thing that keeps me warm in this frozen wasteland...”

"My plan will succeed. I will not be defeated by this inferior being and a traitorous elf"

"Then You fate is Decided."

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The After Party

My dear Elenwen...

You cling to only an ounce of life...

Left for dead but you've work yet to be done...

Those girls really know how to Party!

Hope You all Enjoyed!

GKL

[Adaptive]

Hello. Here's another story. The first one for those interested can be found here:

http://www.loverslab.com/topic/23977-picture-book-the-story-teller-post-a-pic-tell-a-story-in-tesv/?p=630891

 

This one is not exactly a continuation. Just random stories.

 

 

In a haze, the Dragonborn felt only the cold of stone beneath her body, liberated of armor and fur. The feeling of worn leather around the wrists told her she was haphazardly held captive. "Easily broken", she thought. However, as ambient light found way into her eyes, she realized someone...or something was gazing over her.

 

A Vampire. A Vampire Lord. His hypnotic gaze sapped all strength and tone from her already weakened body. Suddenly, the measly leather cuffs felt like cold-rolled iron.

 

The Dragonborn could not formulate a trained thought. Throughout her adventures thus far, her soul had not hardened enough to compete against a Lord's Gaze. Paralyzed with fear, she knew that this particular vampire would not be fertilizing the plants with vampiric ash.

 

Gently dragging her off the stone pedestal, the Vampire Lord kneeled down to inspect his catch. In this moment, the Dragonborn noticed that while her soul may not have hardened, something else was beginning to...

 

"It's monstrously huge...what...what does he intend for me to do with that?!"

 

In one delicate smooth motion, the Vampire Lord positioned the Dragonborn's head upwards, looking directly into her eyes. Suddenly she knew exactly what this Vampire Lord desired; his gaze had instilled in her a morsel of his overwhelming lust.

 

In that moment, a exhilarating hybridization of emotions occurred within her: staggering fear mixed with tugging lust. 

 

The Vampire Lord stood, his phallus completely erect. The Dragonborn hesitated a fleeting moment before being guided by vampiric induced lust, her tongue toward his sex.

 

She closed her eyes, her tongue slid slowly up the phallus, coating one small portion of it with a thin layer of saliva.

 

"His claws. I can feel them in the back of my head. Why can't I stop...doing...this?"

 

The Vampire Lord in one swift movement ceased the Dragonborn's actions, having well lubricated his sex with her saliva.

 

He places his member on her belly, gently prodding her from abs down to just before her own sex, with heat emanating forth, a product of induced lust.

 

"No...think through...let fear and strength overcome this false lust! I must...resist..."

 

Just as the Dragonborn was able to wake from her lustfilled paralysis, the Vampire Lord deftly entered her.

 

He slowly but surely trespassed on her sexuality, plunging deeper by the second.

 

The Dragonborn quivered, her abs tensed as she felt his entire length enter her. The suddenness of it all took her breath away and she let out a silent gasp. 

 

At this point, he retracted the entire length of his sex and proceeded to plunge once more with increased force and reinforced lust.

 

Picking her up by the hips, he prepared himself to enter at another angle, with greater speed and depth. "What...what is he doin-"

 

Silence. The Vampire Lord thrust so hard, the Dragonborn's legs flung up, her eyes rocked back and her tongue flopped lazily out. She was at his complete mercy.

 

He thrusts three more times in this intimate position. The Dragonborn can no longer think, lust completely devouring any fear left.

 

Grabbing her head, the Vampire Lord had complete mental and physical control over her body. He thrusts harder and more rapidly, the sounds and smells of sex echoing through the mist.

 

With an ounce of energy, the Dragonborn leans upward and looks down toward their physical connection.

 

At seeing her sex being invaded by his, she was rocked to an incredible orgasm, her entirety shaking.

 

The Vampire Lord, encouraged by her sexual explosion, pumped harder and with greater gusto.

 

Standing up, he picks up her now complete limp body, entering her by another means. 

 

Slowly but surely, he enters her anally, inch by inch as he felt her sphincter contract and relax unconsciously.

 

Awoken from the momentary orgasm induced unconsciousness, she realized where the Vampire Lord was aiming. Inch by inch, he mercilessly entered before she could even utter a yelp.

 

Bending her legs over, the Vampire Lord had complete access and begins speeding up.

 

The pain was excruciating and her hands were bound so she could not attempt to alleviate it by rubbing her sex.

 

At one point, lust overcomes pain.

 

Her mind loses to the captivation of lust and her overwhelming physical inputs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Perhaps having been satisfied with her anus or simply fueled by blind lust, the Vampire Lord suddenly impales her vagina once more, to the complete surprise of the Dragonborn.

 

 

 

Gazing into his black eyes, the Dragonborn falls into his vortex of lust once more, having lost count of how many times she has already come.

 

Her mind goes blank.

 

The Vampire Lord explodes within her, continually pumping all the while as he emptied everything into her.

 

Her entire body quivers once more, quaking and shaking from her hardened nipples to the tips of her toes.

 

"More...give me...more" The Vampire Lord was more than happy to oblige.