Prototypes and thoughts

1.	The room was terribly silent and still, almost as if frozen in time. The reaches of its spherical shape and sharply ornamented walls were lit with a dim, pale-green light that emanated from small crystals resting atop the posts of a large circular bed. Eldaen stirred, coming to from a dreamless rest that only left her more tired than before, finding that she was not where she remembered herself last being. Blinking and adjusting her eyes, she found herself lying upon the unnaturally soft, dark sheets of the bed, her light toned Eldar form contrasting with it. Not an article of clothing was upon her.

2.	Eldaen tiredly awoke, feeling something soft beneath her body, and with the inability to move either of her arms. Her eyes fluttered open, tugging with either of her arms and turning her head to see what was holding them bound. She found that both of her wrists were wrapped in some sort of soft fabric and tightly secured to what appeared to be bedposts to an enormously sized bed covered in soft, dark sheets.
	Struggling to get free of her restraints, she came to the realization that she was also without any clothes, her light toned Eldar form contrasting heavily with the dark sheets of the bed. She peered about while working her legs, trying to sit herself up, though to little success. The room was dimly lit with a pale-green light that emanated from shards of crystal sitting atop the bedposts, as well as two shards near a far door. Everywhere else was shrouded in darkness.
	Unsure of where she was, or why she was naked and secured to a bed, she began to tug and pull at her restraints, trying to break free. Her form writhed on the bed while soft gasps and grunts of struggle came from her lips. She kept fruitlessly trying until she noticed something moving in the corner of her eye. She stopped suddenly, her eyes darting to where she thought she saw the movement. The room was still, and the silence rang in Eldaen's ears as she tried to listen or see whatever it was she thought she saw.
	Her ear twitched, hearing something nearby. Her head jerked, looking around, though still finding nothing but the darkness of the room. The sound was getting closer now, yet from which direction she did not know. Her heart began beating quicker, the fear of something closing in growing every time she heard the noise. There was a flickering sound in her left ear, causing her to freeze up. Whatever was making the noise was finally upon her, and it was moving down along her left side.
	She felt a scaly hand upon her shoulder, its grip firm as it pressed down, whatever it was attached to moving down and sliding onto the bed. She made the daring decision to look, turning her head to her left. Resting upon the dark sheets next to her was a massive serpentine form with a faintly feminine upper half andfour powerful looking arms attached to its torso, upon which were to scaly, breast-shaped lumps. A female Sslyth, and a rather large one at that.
	"Who are you?!" Eldaen nearly shouted, tugging on her restraints to try and lean away from the Sslyth, only to find it was to no avail as the serpentine creature slithered around to Eldaen's front, staring down at her with yellow snake-like eyes as her scaly body rested upon the Eldar. The Sslyth reached her pair of lower arms to grip Eldaen's, holding them firmly as the other set of arms reached for Eldaen's wrists, the clawed fingers working at the cloth restraints, undoing them. Eldaen's arms slumped slightly, now free of the tight pull of her restraints, though still within the grasp of the Sslyth who continued to stare down at her.
	She blinked, confused at the situation, "Answer me. Who are you?" Eldaen asked again, her brows furrowing.
	"Hussshh..." the Sslyth spoke, her tongue flickering as she pressed a finger to Eldaen's lips, lowering herself closer to the Eldar. The contrast in her size to Eldaen's became more apparent as she drew closer, creating a small inkling of fear within Eldaen. This Sslyth was more of a beast than an intelligent species to her, and she could tell by the look in her serpentine eyes. Eldaen's thoughts were halted, a sharp gasp escaping from her lips as she felt a pair of scaly hands upon her rear, their forms cool to the touch as they pressed inwards. "Mmmm... you feel soft," the Sslyth remarked, her hands trailing up along Eldaen's waist, slowly beginning to slide up her midriff and to her breasts, molesting her.
	Eldaen grunted, trying kicking her legs, only to find the heavy coils of the Sslyth had wrapped themselves into place while she was not aware, preventing her from moving her legs. The rest of her body began to twist and struggle against the Sslyth's molesting grasp, giving whimpering grunts as she did, yet still finding no escape. Eldaen's eyes locked with the Sslyth's, noticing that her scaly form was drawing ever closer, particularly the lips of her maw which seemed to hang overhead now.
	"W-what are you...?" Eldaen's

3.	Eldaen stirred, coming to from a dreamless rest that left her feeling more tired than before. She could not remember what had happened to her, but only that she was last upon a battlefield, fighting. And then everything went black. Now, she felt something soft beneath her bare flesh. Shifting her body, she came to the realization that she was not wearing anything. She opened her eyes, peering about, coming to find that she was laying upon a large, circular bed dimly illuminated in a pale-green light coming from small crystals on its bedposts. Her light toned Eldar form contrasted heavily with the soft, dark sheets beneath her. She tried getting up, only to find that her wrists were bound to the bed with tightly wrapped silken cloths.
	She blinked her eyes, unsure of what was going on. Struggling against her restraints, she tried to break free of them as her eyes darted about, trying to find anything, or anyone, who could help her. It was then that she noticed the massive serpentine form resting on the bed next to her, its dimmly lit figure almost seeming feminine in appearance. Eldaen's breathing began to grow heavy, her heart beating faster as the large form shifted across the bed towards her, seeming to slither herself over top of the Eldar. Eldaen tried using her legs to kick her away, only to find that the creature was quick to restrain them in the coils of her tail.
	Leaning in closer, the serpent began to use the four arms attached to her slim, scaly torso, reaching them forward to begin exploring Eldaen's smooth skin, causing her to gasp and squirm, trying to get away.

4.Characters involved:
Warlock Kayrosa
Multiple Carnifexes
Swarmlord
Downed Guardian and SoB squadrons
Norn-Queen
-Eldar of an unnamed craftworld similar to Iybraesil are on their way to a Maiden World listed in their archives
-come to find that the world is colonized by humans, and thus attack
-Imperial Colony was also the subject of strange activity from imperial citizens, and such draws attention of inquisitor and adepta sororitas retinue
-Inquisitor and SoB find eldar attacking populace, and are quick to blame them for the odd activity
-turns out it was genestealer cults, Tyranids attack
-Noticing the tyranids as a common enemy, the eldar and imperials reluctantly ally to defeat them, though eldar still wish to eliminate the imperials
-After dealing what was believed to be the final blow, the eldar are swift to turn on the SoB and inquisitor retinue, crippling them, but also weakening themselves
-It is revealed that the tyranic threat is not eliminated as the Swarmlord emerges with more carnifexes
-Warlock leader of the eldar is struck low by the overpowering shadow of the warp emitted by the Swarmlord
-Remaining eldar and sisters are quickly dealt with, leaving the Warlock and Swarmlord
-Swarmlord consumes warlock before regurgitating before Norn-Queen who then devours and uses for further reproduction of hive fleet

Warlock Kayrosa grips her sword, glaring at the Imperials in close proximity as they advance on the last known strategic point held by the Tyranids on Martonis IV
Eldar forces hold back as the Sisters mobilize inwards with their flamers and meltas taking out many hormagaunts before carnifexes begin to move in in large numbers
Warlock Kayrosa holds off the Eldar assistance of the Imperial forces for longer, allowing for the Imperials to grow weaker so that they may be finished off and the Maiden world may be recovered
The Eldar move in to aid the Imperials after delaying their assistance, taking out the remaining tyranids
Shortly afterwards the Eldar turn on the Imperials, beginning to cut down their ranks, but also slightly underestimating the firepower that they can return, weakining both sides as a surprise force of Tyranids moves in, having laid dormant as if awaiting such a betrayal
A mass of Trygons and Carnifexes previously well hidden by the terrain advance, followed by a highly powerful synapse Hive Tyrant that could only be the Swarmlord
Kayrosa's forces are not able to hold off the converging Tyranids, though surprisingly the Tyranids do not seem to be going for lethal blows
Kayrosa, under the immense weight of the psychic shadow, attempts to fight the Swarmlord, yet fails, being struck down to be at its mercy

>>6614130
Funnily enough, the story that I'm working on does involve a Maiden World, although instead of Orks or Chaos holding the world it's Imperials with forces of the Inquisition there in the form of Adepta Sororitas. It's an attempt at >>6606449's request.

The Warhost could have been sent to protect or secure the Maiden World for the Craft World, only to find a world besieged by the Tyranids and defended by the SoB. Removing the Tyranids (or believing they did) and then turning their guns onto the Imperials, the Eldar could find that the Tyranids quietly spawned the Swarmlord, who awaited the betrayal and took advantage of it. Though I'm wondering if I'm worrying too much about plot without having even gotten to writting the actual smut yet.

Vore story ideas:
40K related
Eldar soul enters the warp for dying without soulstone and comes before giantess Slaanesh
-F/F Giantess, Vore, WH40k
Sister of Battle and Eldar in Tyranid Hive Ship or something similar who are stuck into a fleshy pod of some sort; tentacles to be had
-tentacles, vore,  other stuff
Female Dark Eldar in Commaragh with female Eldar slave and a large Sslyth. Dark Eldar rapes Eldar, feeds her to Sslyth, then has sex with Sslyth and getting eaten herself to join the Eldar again for further lewdness. Ending unsure
-F/F, Rape, BDSM, Vaginal, Soft Vore (willing and unwilling)

Fantasy related
Female elf explorer ventures somewhere they shouldn't and encounter female naga/lamia. Smut ensues, vore as well. Which type of vore is unsure, whether through a serpentine maw (naga) or a large vaginal opening down into the tail (lamia)
-F/F, Rape, BDSM (?), Hypnotism likely, Dubcon, Soft vore

Eldar: Eldaen / Dark Eldar: Feratihr / Sslyth: Malla
-Eldar slave wakes up in a comfortable, quiet room
-Cant remember how she got here, or where she was
-Her head hurts, and she is bound and restrained
-Tries to wriggle free of the restraints, stopping when she hears something moving in a dark corner of the dim room
-Feels something smooth coiling about herself before a female Sslyth comes into view
-Sslyth begins to rub hands on Eldar, exploring her body and molesting her, licking her and then opening her maw before the Eldar
-Interrupted by Dark Eldar who walks in, wearing seductive wares while Eldar is naked
-Dark Eldar approaches Eldar in a delighted mood while the Eldar seems confused and afraid, especially by the implications of everything
-Dark Eldar admires Eldar's body and seems excited of the fun they will have together