Druggist Caravan Game Transcript 2

Transcripts from the Druggist Caravan Game.
GM: Snacky
Player: Red M.
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Excerpt 2, the desert town of women, Mi'sen

[8:13 PM] Snacky: It was not usual for the caravan to stay long, two business days was often the rule of thumb enforced by the thrifty guild merchant leading the pack, so with Red's business concluded, after a drink and maybe a bounce-off with some bunnies, he finds the caravan ready to roll out. The temps Angie the guard dog and Airi the ranch bunny have left the caravan. Gal the monitor lizard is staying on, at least for the next destination.
[8:15 PM] Snacky: As previously mentioned, there is a capital due east of Three Sisters, a desert oasis strip protected by sandstone forts and tunnels underground.
[8:17 PM] Snacky: The prestige class of this settlement is made up of women exclusively, and only women are permitted in certain areas. Despite this there are men living in the area, and much of their labor goes to paying for their right to live at the oasis.
[8:18 PM] Snacky: It's a long way there, does Red keep to himself or try to get closer to a fellow caravan member?
[8:22 PM] Red M.: Red can get absorbed in the passing scenery, but after a while the relative quiet gets to him. He'll get bored of solitude before long and strike up conversation with Judy.
[8:29 PM] Snacky: Judy welcomes Red to her caravan as warmly as usual, provided that he's been paying her enough attention, she'll smother him with her body for long periods of time, but then go off to do her own thing after a while. Right away she wants to lay on top of him and grind without letting him inside. She tells him all about the obscure reagents in the oasis capital, the Mi'sen. The flower-forms produce a nectar that is highly coveted, as is the honey made from it. Near the pure waters of the oasis, there are also farms to stock up on basic herbs, and a rare fish whose scales and organs are prized. She keeps their exact uses out of her speech, figuring Red can do the rest of the work himself.
[8:35 PM] Red M.: Red at least tries to endure her teasing, and take distracted mental notes on all these interesting ingredients. He doesn't try to wheedle any more details of their uses, either; he recognizes when she expects him to rise to the occasion, and he'll do his best to not disappoint.(edited)
[8:36 PM] Snacky: Judy rolled a 6
[8:36 PM] Snacky: Red rolled a 6
[8:37 PM] Snacky: Judy gets as hot and as heavy as she can with it, meowing and purring and throwing her tits up in Red's face as her butt pats on his thighs. But Red endures...Judy rolls onto her back, panting. "Please, fuck me..." she gives up!
[8:37 PM] Snacky: She looks embarassed having gotten into it and being unable to make Red lose it without penetration.
[8:43 PM] Red M.: Red doesn't waste any time obliging his poor mentor, and it's not long until he's just as shamefully lost in pleasure as Judy is. His hips slap against hers lewdly, and before he knows it, he's getting close, moaning and mewling just as hotly as she.
[8:46 PM] Snacky: Judy has no shame about moaning loudly while Red fucks her and rocks her wagon in the caravan. She kicks her legs up high for it and continues begging, accepting her loss, that she wanted this more. It used to be that she could make Red cream his pants with a glance or a brush, but he's become quite familiar and practiced since then. When she feels him ready to cum she holds him tight, pleading for him to let it all out as deep as he can so she's dripping his spunk all day.
[8:52 PM] Red M.: That's more than enough coaxing for Red. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't keep himself from filling her up after being teased and begged like that. Though only briefly, he's without the tiniest scrap of shame as he trembles over his mentor, pumping his seed into her, likely alerting the rest of the caravan with his pleasured cries. In the moments after his climax, he buries his face in Judy's breasts and purrs.
[8:54 PM] Snacky: "Uggghhnn..." Judy groans, going slack on the bed under Red. If she'd known he was coming she'd have glamored up first, but she's her squat, short-stack self for now. Laying around with Judy takes up a good half of the trip east. Would he stick around or visit another wagon for the second half?
[8:58 PM] Red M.: Red sticks around for some pleasant cuddles and helps clean up afterward, but leaves afterward to visit Presley, hoping he can find some common ground with the intriguing, out-there mantis.
[9:04 PM] Snacky: Presley seems especially spacey. "There are fellow insect-forms in the Mi'sen upper class, I've never lived in such a place. I have heard that their queen is so potent even relative insects are entranced by her. The flower-forms as well are entrancing. Perhaps it is my imagination, but I can already smell it and taste it on the wind. I apologize if the smells of my arousal offend you." Presley is trying to prepare a counter-measure drug so that she can conduct herself with decorum in town. She means to sell off the hallucinogens she made from the cacti as well, which will take a level head. Her little robed assistant is working over the stove, bringing tea and strange snacks as they work. Fried silkworm pupae, citrus tarts, snake jerky, cactus soup.
[9:05 PM] Snacky: "Queen is of course a biological marker in this case, the Mi'sen are not governed by the queen."
[9:10 PM] Red M.: Red nods along. Though he can't relate, what she says makes sense, he thinks. "You're a relative insect, then? You seem more comfortable than most of our caravan in the sand and crag. Are we near your homeland?"
[9:10 PM] Red M.: He pauses to check his own odor. "I'm... not offended, by the way."
[9:15 PM] Snacky: "There are great forests northwest, I am from that area, far away. I started visiting the sands regularly when I was pursuing distinction as a psychonaut, that is to say a mage that uses hallucinogens as a locus to psychic powers and self-actualization." Presley tries to explain, tasting reagents before mixing them over her burner. "Your odor is intimidating, and I have smelled the odor of others on you..."
[9:17 PM] Snacky: The red bluffs are far away now, giving to flat, yellow sands and salt flats, the valley before the peaks of the oasis.
[9:18 PM] Red M.: "Ah, my apologies..." Red blushes a bit and reminds himself to bathe more often.
[9:21 PM] Snacky: "I'm not offended." she rubs her forescythes together, looking away. "My body is responding to you. I would like to receive you." she has a strange idea in her head that Red goes around taming the sexual desires of needy women on the caravan, wonder where she got that idea.
[9:25 PM] Red M.: "O-oh." Of course, Red wasn't quite expecting this. He could go another round after a glass of water and a snack, but... "We can go to my cart, if you prefer a little privacy," he says, glancing at the robed figure.
[9:31 PM] Snacky: "I don't mind it, unless you do," Presley comments. The robed figure hunches over in embarrassment, discretely putting water and sexual aids by the mantis's bed corner. Presley comments further, "My orifice should be apparent, it is pink and dripping and pulsating. I believe that you will find it a pleasurable place to insert yourself. Once you are finished, please take one of the silicon eggs by my bed and push it inside of me...Ah, I have other requests as well, but because this is our first initiation I should not ask for too many things I believe."
[9:37 PM] Red M.: Red briefly recalls some of his more salacious excursions and escapades. Being watched is hardly unpleasant, all things considered. "It's no trouble, although I... don't have any experience with insect lovers."
[9:39 PM] Snacky: "I suspected as much." Presley kneels on her cushions and raises her backside up high in the air, drawing up her robe to reveal herself, and the quite apparent pink orifice between the green chitonous plates at her rear. "You may ask it for any aid you may need," she says of the robed figure.
[9:40 PM] Snacky: The robed figure, it, kneels, with its luminescent eyes peering up from shadow at Red.
[9:46 PM] Red M.: Red is a little unnerved at first, but being watched is... pretty arousing. He takes his time, starting off by toying with Presley's pliant pink flesh, getting used to the feel of her while his prick works itself up again. He worries that he's spending a little too much time exploring her somewhat outlandish physiology, but the sounds she's making seem pleasant enough. He eventually rubs himself against Presley's orifice, slathering it with her juices before he enters her with a soft mewl.
[9:51 PM] Snacky: Presley chitters and shakes, and sometimes even her wings will pop out from her back in her spasming. She can recognize that Judy has made a studious lover out of Red. Her orifice produces clear, watery goo in excess, and she seems to receive the most pleasure from being stretched, though there is a spot further in on the anterior wall that makes her cry out. It's a relief to have him inside, though he does not stretch her significantly. He can at least reach the spot on her anterior wall, though it sounded important that he insert a toy egg into her once he's had his fun. The diminutive robed figure is straddling and grinding on a pillow in frustration, watching from a low angle as Red enters Presley.
[9:58 PM] Red M.: Red takes a little longer to get worked up this time around, but he does his best to make Presley squirm. Between languid strokes, he slips his thumbs into her and stretches her orifice wider around him, letting more of that thin fluid gush out from around his member. Occasionally, he'll raise his hips to hit that sensitive spot on her front wall, and hold still just long enough to feel her twitch around him.
[10:03 PM] Snacky: Presley buries herself into cushions, rocking on the throes of something but she can't reach it without something speficic...She makes clicking vocalization, having difficulty producing her usual speech patterns under the influence of lust. Presley's wagon has many planters and grey-market materials, as well as a number of curious fetish idols and flagsheets over the walls dyed with psychedelic patterns. The robed figure has a few handfuls of junk and a coarse bedroll underneath the workbench recessed into the wall, opposite the meal prep area with the stove.
[10:07 PM] Red M.: Red holds out a hand to the robed one and bites back a moan while he humps Presley. "E-egg, p-please..."
[10:10 PM] Snacky: The robed figure trips over themselves, leaving a sticky trail of spunk on the pillow it had been straddling. With eyes popping and shining to be called on, it hurried to grab an egg, rub it free of any debris, and coat it with lubricant putting the hefty, slimy toy in Red's hand. Presley imitates something of a purr with her glottal, insectoid clicking speech, hotly anticipating the stretch and the fullness of that egg inside of her.
[10:15 PM] Red M.: Red tries to give the figure a grateful expression, but it might come off as more of an animalistic snarl, what with being balls-deep inside Presley at the moment. He uses one hand to stretch Presley more while he judges the size of the egg... and figures he can probably get it into her while he's inside. He's not exactly an Adonis or anything... He starts to push one end of the egg into her.
[10:19 PM] Snacky: The robed figure trembles submissively at Red's snarling, cat-toothed grin, fucking its benefactor, something it must not have the pleasure of doing itself. Presley makes alarmed clicking as Red starts pushing in the egg in while still balls-deep inside. It crosses all kinds of wires in her lust-addled brain, and she shreds the pillow in her  grasp with her saw-like forearms and mandables as her hips bounce and shake. With an obscene sucking sound, her orifice tugs the egg up inside itself, leaving a vice-grip seal on Red's penis at the end of the insertion, his tip grinding on the egg cramped inside.(edited)
[10:25 PM] Red M.: Red cries out at the immense pressure on his head, and it's only a few more strokes before he's twitching and spurting a fresh load into the lusty mantis. He does his best to grind on that sensitive spot while he's still throbbing, and gingerly withdraws from her once his body has stopped shivering.
[10:26 PM] Red M.: "T-that... wasn't too much, w-was it...?"
[10:28 PM] Snacky: Presley's wings aflutter, she collapses into the shredded pillows beneath her, sending up plumes of loose feathers from the bedding. To have him grinding inside, nudging the egg around...She takes some time to recover. "You did such perverted things to me...I hope that you will come again and do more to me...Your reputation is well earned...Thank you..."
[10:28 PM] Snacky: Red has successfully initiated sexual contact with Presley, and she's open to experimenting with him more in the future! The robed figure as well was awed by the performance...
[10:29 PM] Snacky: Her orifice is puffy, inflamed, dripping cream, bulging with the egg toy still inside.
[10:33 PM] Red M.: Although she seems more than satisfied, Red can't help but wonder if he made some sort of faux pas, putting the egg in her so soon. He'll bring it up later of course, maybe in a few minutes. Asking something like that while she's still catching her breath doesn't quite seem appropriate. He'll take a moment to clean himself, have some water, offer some to Presley, and eventually get dressed.
[10:39 PM] Snacky: Imitating some clicking, though it doesn't sound as if it comes naturally, the robed figure asks Presley a question, and she confers nonplussed that "it may clean," and so the robed figure presses its face to her loins and then to the floor, lapping away shamefully. Presley drinks water and samples some violet-colored berries from a blue glass jar. "It was unusual to have your penis inside me at the same time as the egg. Egg-laying was compulsory for the continuation of my people, it was the most pleasurable aspect of it, but it was also the end result of something necessary and biological. The thought of a mammal-form's penis against the egg inside of me is incredibly profane, for a bug as shameful and perverted as I it was powerfully stimulating."(edited)
[10:41 PM] Snacky: She continues thanking Red, that "With the right pheremone on  hand and the egg inside of me, I should be immune to the smells of the queen and the smell of the flower-form nectar in Mi'sen"
[10:43 PM] Red M.: Well... he's glad at least that he didn't do that first with someone who would be upset by that. "Eheheh, nice to know I was helpful. Anything else I can help you with before I go?"
[10:45 PM] Snacky: "it looks as if it wants some manner of attention from you, but it needn't concern you," she mentions of the robed figure licking up goo off the floor of the wagon. "I would not ask for anything more from you, except that if you had any favor to ask of me I would oblige at once."
[10:47 PM] Red M.: Red looks at the figure apologetically. "I think I'm, uhh, about spent for now. Maybe some other time..."
[10:48 PM] Snacky: Even Red can smell it now- sweet honey, sweet flowers, aromatic herbs, and fresh waters. The caravan approaches the sentries to ask about accomodation in the oasis Mi'sen.
[10:50 PM] Snacky: The robed figure bows deeply to Red. Presley sits up and readjusts her robes. "We should be able to resist temptation well today, at least I hope so. Perhaps I will become distracted thinking of this instead," she jests.
[10:53 PM] Snacky: Gal the monitor lizard and Penelope the caravan boss are outside the stopped caravan speaking to a pair of sleek female insectoids with blue irridescent plating and formidable horns.
[10:55 PM] Red M.: Red peeks out of the wagon to watch the exchange.
[11:05 PM] Snacky: When Gal and Penelope return, they check each of the wagons with male riders in them. Though they don't find Red in his wagon, or even in Judy's, they eventually find him in Presley's. Gal's tongue darts out and she locks eyes with Red right after. She gives a smug grin, tasting what's on the air. Penelope explains that all men of Mi'sen are temporarily to be relocated to a tributary away from the oasis, and no male travelers will be allowed in for this time. "Judy said something to the effect that you would think of some perverted way to bypass the male ban."
[11:09 PM] Red M.: "Perverted? Is that what she thinks of me...? Well, I'll get back to my own wagon, for now."(edited)
[11:13 PM] Snacky: "Well?" Penelope asks. "Will you? We're going to lose a significant amount of business for every merchant we have to send to the tributary. Penelope is a sheep-aspect humanoid with purple-dyed wool and ram horns responsible for the bottom line on the caravan. Gal is a sand-colored lizard with the proportions of a mighty hero, stooping in the little bug's wagon. Presley continues snacking and drinking water while lounging, curious what Red will do. The robed figure went into hiding before the others entered.(edited)
[11:16 PM] Red M.: "I can change into something a little girlier, but I don't remember if I have any potions of gender-swap ready. Would I be able to get by with a pheremone spray and some clothes?"
[11:17 PM] Red M.: "They aren't going to strip me down, are they?"
[11:18 PM] Snacky: [Red has gained a temporary +2 buff to max lust threshold for relieving himself to excess for the morning/afternoon phase, Current level: 0/12]
[11:23 PM] Red M.: Red scurries into his wagon and roots around for some girly clothes he kept from school. He was able to fool most of his peers when he tried, and the bug people of this town will probably have a harder time distinguishing male from female than the horny mammal boys back in the city, especially if his perfume can mask his typical odor. All the more convincing if he has time to wash all the smell of sex off himself before checking in with the guards. Does he have time for all this?
[11:25 PM] Red M.: Actually, he wouldn't even need to go to all that trouble if he or any of the others has a flask of gender-swap lying around... what about that?(edited)
[11:31 PM] Snacky: They're able to stall for time, unhitching several wagons from the caravan, one at a time. Judy is all glamored up, slinking into Red's wagon with a flask of gender-swap to offer. Then her nose hitches up, realizing that he'd had sex with a mantis. He hadn't had the time to wash.
[11:34 PM] Snacky: "Crossdressing will get you through most of the town, but you musn't go into the inner sanctum while still male, it would cause the flower-forms to become hermaphrodites, which are aggressive and do not produce their all-important reagents."
[11:37 PM] Red M.: Red hurries in dressing himself to look more vaguely feminine than masculine. "You're a lifesaver, Professor. How long do its effects last?"
[11:41 PM] Snacky: "There are six ounces in this flask, drink an ounce every hour to sustain the effects. If you mix it with alcohol it will double the duration of the effects, but of course you should only drink responsibly. This is a very deviant potion, and though it is more potent with alcohol, drinking and changing gender has led to many shameful nights for many perverted boys like you." Judy cups her cheeks, looking Red up and down.
[11:46 PM] Red M.: Red grimaces as he eyes the flask. Would it be prudent to have a dose to get past the guards? He probably shouldn't risk only cross-dressing at that point... yes, better safe than sorry. After all, five to ten hours should be far more than enough to collect the reagents he came for and get out of any compromised situations. "So you do think of me as a pervert, then. Can't say I didn't earn it." He pours about one ounce into a cup and knocks it back.
[11:49 PM] Snacky: "You were at the whims of a perverted teacher, but you may have been a pervert even before me, I wouldn't know. But I do know you'd do anything for a reagent and you look cute in girl's clothing. Go out and greet those guards. They like girls." Judy eggs him on.
[11:56 PM] Red M.: Red slips the flask into his... well, her inside pocket, and shivers while the changes wash over her body in waves. This isn't the first time she's used potions like this, so the feeling, while neither particularly pleasant nor unpleasant, is something she can brace herself for. Small breasts form on her chest, and her groin... well, a drink like this isn't one she'd like to make a habit of having. Her throat strains as her vocal chords do something strange, and her voice almost cracks when she tries to thank Judy before hopping out of her wagon to meet the welcoming committee.
JANUARY 3, 2018
[12:00 AM] Snacky: Judy's tail gets all frizzy and she blushes watching Red's transformation. The scarab guards watch the male-led wagons leaving with scorn and then appraise the approaching females. Two others have gone the transformation route. The robed figure, so that they may accompany Presley, and a blonde cat going by "Dahlia" that is standing by Judy's rival, the veteran black cat fortune-teller, Vadoma.
[12:00 AM] Snacky: A guard presses Red, "State your name and your business."
[12:02 AM] Red M.: "My name is... Scarlet; I'm a chemist travelling with this caravan, here to ply my trade, and hopefully sample some local reagents."
[12:05 AM] Snacky: "I'll have to pat you down, please excuse me." the scarabs pat down the girls as professionally as they can, though for some reason the guard going over Scarlet touches a bit more intimately, before patting the outline of Scarlet's flask. The guard pauses. Then she says with good humor, "the drinks aren't too expensive here, try the mead hall." luckily she didn't ask what was in it.
[12:09 AM] Red M.: "Scarlet" laughs it off. That was pretty close. She should know better by now... but would the guards even know if she'd lied about it? "I do hope the mead is as good as I've heard!"
[12:12 AM] Snacky: "And no menfolk around to spoil it. Head on in." the other scarab gestures. The area shows off the development, with palms meaningfully framing the way up sandy slopes to the town proper, with sandy steps going into underground tunnels and large tents above ground pitched against sandstone ramparts and walls keeping out intruders.
[12:15 AM] Snacky: Turned loose, his only lead was the mead hall. He could follow the lead of a fellow caravan member, go wandering, or ask a scarab for assistance.
[12:15 AM] Snacky: Further up the ramparts, closed off, are the inner sanctum of flower-forms and the queen.
[12:20 AM] Red M.: It would be prudent, she thinks, to stick close to her mentor for the time being. She can help if Judy decides to set up shop, and hopefully glean info from the locals about these reagents without drawing quite so much attention as if she bumbled around town asking random passerby.
[12:26 AM] Snacky: Judy is going to the mead hall first, a big golden hexagonal tent covering a queue, which currently has no wait. There are communal tables and benches sparsely populated by visitors and laborers on break. There is a busty pig-form with a low-cut blouse moving around kegs and answering questions about mead, though a bee and a heady plant-form  are also managing the business. Judy gets a frosty souvenir mug, so cold the foam top is like powdery snow. "After all this sweating under the heat, I've been looking forward to this. I'm still trying to figure out what might sell best in a place like this." Judy chugs her mead, a trail of it escaping to trail down her neckline and her bustline before she gets brainfreeze and has to stop. "Ack!"
[12:31 AM] Red M.: Red matches her professor's order and grins when she drinks too quickly. "I don't suspect I'll sell out of my spunk-sapper here, considering the clientele... Do you think it's worth advertising, anyway?"
[12:36 AM] Snacky: "Well, I think it merits some testing. Does an infertile male still cause the nectar-producing plant-forms to turn? Of course that would be a difficult thing to pitch, but if it worked maybe it would change relations. Otherwise, doesn't seem of any use to them, having no men to use it on here." Judy thinks aloud, ordering some olives and bread to eat while drinking. "I'll be trying to get access to one of the herms. They say they don't have potent reagents, but maybe there's something there that's still unknown. Otherwise I'll just sell...Feminine products."
[12:41 AM] Red M.: Red nods along and sips from her frosty mug. She could always help her mentor if the workload is overwhelming, and fertility and infertility potions might sell well here, but her specialty... well. If nothing else, Red can still use the gender-swap draught to collect some rare samples. Oh, and she'd have to look into finding that fish, too...
[12:43 AM] Red M.: Red stops the waitress when the bread and olives are brought. "I saw that the sanctum is closed off. Are visitors normally barred from entry, or is something going on?"(edited)
[12:47 AM] Snacky: The busty waitress dips low to speak to the seated cat, hoping for tips. "There's another screening process, but visitors are allowed if they don't mind the inconvenience. There has been some complaint about the conduct of the guards, but they're normally not like that."
[12:50 AM] Red M.: Girl or no, Red can still appreciate a lovely pair. She tips the waitress generously. "More screening? The guards at the gates were already pretty touchy-feely."
[12:52 AM] Snacky: "The guards at the inner sanctum are more of a bribey-probey sort, it sounds like...It's their fault a male got in and turned some of the plant-forms,"the barmaid gossips.
[12:57 AM] Red M.: Red scoffs and feigns some disbelief. "That's astonishing! What could a male even do to bribe his way past, fool around with them?" She laughs mirthlessly, and sneers before taking another drink.
[1:00 AM] Snacky: "Ehehe...Enjoy your time here~" the barmaid leaves. "Subtle," Judy sips with foam on her upper lip. "In case you get caught, I'm not going in with you. So best of luck from here. Perhaps I'll see you in the inner sanctum."
[1:03 AM] Red M.: Red feels the weight of her mistakes. It's chilling, truly. "Perhaps you can teach me how to be a smooth talker sometime, O Teacher." She pops an olive into her mouth and takes a big drink to help wash down her shame.
[1:06 AM] Snacky: "Careful, those olives have pits in them," she warns, getting up, leaving her tab paid for.There's more than one way to skin a cat, they say. Who says? It's a morbid saying, but the meaning holds that there are always different ways to go about things, it's up to Scarlet.
[1:11 AM] Red M.: After weighing her options extremely carefully, Scarlet, er, Red concludes that the best course of action is probably to mix some liquor with her potion. It's probably near time for another dose, anyway, and letting herself change back to male would almost certainly be a horrible idea while she's got a buzz going. She finishes her drink and asks to buy a bottle to take "back home."(edited)
[1:13 AM] Red M.: After all, if she can convince the guards to let her into the sanctum as a girl, and they decide to check up on her later... It would be best to still be a girl, if that were to happen.
[1:14 AM] Red M.: If only she'd prepared some gender-swap potions of her own!
[1:15 AM] Snacky: It comes in a squat pint bottle, a big unwieldly liter bottle, or different sized kegs or casks. He knew some other caravan members used potion, maybe they had extra they'd be willing to part with? Otherwise he had five to ten hours to conduct all of the business he meant to in relative safety.
[1:23 AM] Red M.: Scarlet hadn't associated much with "Dahlia" due to their mentors' rivalry, and it would only highlight her own irresponsibility to come around begging for a draught or even ingredients. She might be able to trade a sexual favor with Presley's servant for more... but the liquor is a cheap and easy fix, even if it does have some side effects. A pint bottle would be enough for all five ounces of her potion, wouldn't it?
[1:24 AM] Snacky: What limited knowledge of alcohol he can conjure would clarify that a drink of beer is equal to one or one-and-a-half ounces of high-proof liquor, so the pint bottle is only good for accompanying one dose.
[1:28 AM] Red M.: Two pints to a litre... Scarlet's mouth suddenly feels dry at the prospect of purchasing a cask of the beer, no matter how delicious and delightfully cold it is. She buys a pint bottle and resolves to find that... robed person and fuck its brains out later.
[1:30 AM] Snacky: [Communicating with caravan members remotely: to keep tabs, Penelople provides members with enchanted slabs that will project sight or sound across distances to another willing party.]
[1:35 AM] Red M.: Scarlet walks off someplace relatively secluded and opens the brew. It hisses and fizzes up, and she slurps the foam away until she can slip an ounce of her medicine into it, then chugs it with zeal. It's a shame to drink such a brew so quickly, but she can't risk turning back here, can she!
[1:37 AM] Red M.: Once she's gulped down all the spiked beer, she wipes her mouth and pulls out her tablet to contact Presley's assistant.
[1:39 AM] Snacky: The robed figure, being something of a stowaway, does not have a listing on the tablet, but Presley gets a ping with the intent, and passes it on to it in surprise. Its surprised face and glowing eyes are projected on the face of the tablet to respond to whatever Scarlet has to say.(edited)
[1:39 AM] Snacky: Scarlet rolled a 4 and maintains composure despite drinking
[1:44 AM] Red M.: "Ah, excellent. I have a favor to ask, and I understand it's not something to ask lightly... but I'm not one to ask for something for free, of course. I think it would be best that we meet in-person soon, as I need..." Scarlet pauses to look around, making sure she hasn't caught someone's attention. "I may need more gender-swap potion before we leave this place," she whispers, "and I'd be more than willing to return a favor of some sort... granted that Presley has no objections to it."
[1:46 AM] Snacky: "I don't have further need of it today, so do whatever you like," Presley says from behind the robed figure who trembles, ready to find Scarlet right away and serve them on order of Presley.
[1:47 AM] Red M.: "Wonderful! You can meet me in the plaza. Take your time, as I'll be waiting patiently."
[1:48 AM] Red M.: Scarlet hiccoughs--even if she's not swaying yet, she still had quite a bit to drink so quickly...(edited)
[1:50 AM] Snacky: She can sweat it out in the shade a moment, watching the pretty women go by, until the robed figure shows up. Since taking the potion it changed into a more figure-hugging set of robes that would better assure observers of a female shape underneath. The little thing looks up at Scarlet with eager, glowing eyes.
[1:51 AM] Red M.: "It's nice of you to come so quickly. Are you able to provide what I need? I'm willing to negotiate."
[1:53 AM] Snacky: It nods quickly, producing three vials from its robes, three more ounces in individual doses.
[1:53 AM] Red M.: "Ah, convenient! And what would you have in return?"
[1:57 AM] Snacky: It covers its face in its hands. It clicked at Presley but otherwise hasn't spoken up at all. It produces a notebook and graphite stick to write out what it wants in a note, which says 'you needn't give me anything in return, but it would give me pleasure if you were to call me it and bully me and order me to serve you as well when convenient'
[1:58 AM] Red M.: "...bully you, huh? You really get off on being used, don't you?"
[1:59 AM] Snacky: It nods, cowering a bit, anticipating how you might react to their strange request.
[2:02 AM] Red M.: Scarlet grins mischievously at the little thing. She would definitely be more daring were she not in public, but for now she gives it a kiss atop its head and growls where she thinks its ear is, "Come find me tonight or the next, and I'll make sure to use you well for my pleasure." She then stands back upright and gives the figure a bright and innocent-looking smile.
[2:03 AM] Snacky: It writhes and scurries away soon after, making itself scarce for now.
[2:06 AM] Red M.: She splits into a grin once the little thing has run off. As mischievous as she can be, she's not so used to being the dominant partner in such a blatant way. A night with the robed one will be... interesting.
[2:07 AM] Snacky: It needn't merit sex either, it seemed to want abusive treatment...It was hard to imagine Presley being more than just impersonable rather than mean on purpose.
[2:09 AM] Red M.: She pauses as that occurs to her. Was it so typical of her to be so sexually charged? Probably, she thinks, and squares herself up again. With all that out of the way, it's back to work. Should she make her way into the inner sanctum somehow, or investigate the fish Judy told her about...? Moreover, what time of day was it?
[2:11 AM] Snacky: The morning and afternoon had been eaten up traveling, and about an hour or two had passed getting into town, having a snack with judy, meeting with the robed figure...There were another two hours to sundown.
[2:21 AM] Red M.: With only so little time left before sundown, it would probably be best spent trying to get into that sanctum. She fortunately had the wherewithal to bring a few vials and flasks with her after their wagons had been inspected, and if she'd read into the waitress's hushed info properly, she'd be able to fuck her way past the guards... probably. She had about an hour left before her dose would run out, though... so she probably ought to go back anyway and mix some whisky with her potion. Does Scarlet remember what happens when a dose is taken while the drug is still active?
[2:24 AM] Snacky: If a dose were taken while the last were still active, the duration will continue without change. If an hour/2 hours infused with alcohol passes without a new dose transformation will end
[2:35 AM] Red M.: Having recalled how the potion's effects compound with multiple doses, Scarlet knocks back one more and consolidates the extra vials into the flask. Time to greet the guards yet again. She wonders as she walks whether she'll see Judy in the sanctum.
[2:39 AM] Snacky: Scarlet feels...Girlier. She's transformed further, and not just physically, but mentally as well. The male aspect, Red, seems more distant to Scarlet. She encounters the guards to the inner sanctum, a herm plant-form and a female insectoid with yellow-black plate.
[2:40 AM] Snacky: The herm's male genitals hang out in the open, with a cockring keeping it stiffly on duty.
[2:42 AM] Snacky: Her stamen looks firm, magenta in color with yellow spots on it, and two plum-like gonads hanging beneath that look plump and juicy.
[2:45 AM] Red M.: Scarlet blushes at the brazen display. She hadn't seen any plant-folk's genitals before, so their unexpectedly familiar appearance makes them look much more... Ahem. She's here for a reason, she reminds herself, and strides forward to meet the guards.
[2:47 AM] Red M.: "Hello, I was hoping to visit the sanctum while I'm in town. Any chance you two darlings could let me through?" She tries to put on a bit of a cutesy air. With her docile voice, hopefully she comes across as endearing rather than demeaning...
[2:50 AM] Snacky: "Well, you could submit to a personal search..." the plant-form offers eagerly. "Or you could simply imbibe a female aspect potion. Another cat came by and sold it to us as an alocholic infusion. Seemed like it'd come in handy, to ensure only females gain access to the inner sanctum."
[2:57 AM] Red M.: Scarlet was floored. Of course Judy set this up... and with alcohol, to boot. As much as she would probably regret it in the increasingly-near future... she might as well take the bait. It's not like she and Judy were at odds, so there'd be no harm in it, right? That's what Scarlet tells herself, anyway. "Eheh, the potion sounds a little less..." she glances at the plant's throbbing stamen. "...invasive. I think I'll take that."(edited)
[3:00 AM] Snacky: Judy was playful, that's all. That was her excuse. Maybe she'd decided to do it after getting a whiff of mantis on him. Anyway, she was somewhere in the inner sanctum and with some sold product spoken for, poured by the yellow-jacket guard for Scarlet. "Bottoms up," she says. This shot will be further compounded and paired with alcohol to boot...
[3:02 AM] Snacky: Scarlet rolled a 1 to endure effects. She is certainly feeling the effects of the drinks, as well as the effects of the gender transformation potion. She's made girlier in body and mind, less male.
[3:07 AM] Red M.: Scarlet reels from the alcohol... at first, at least. Between the booze and the potions, she's had more than enough to drink tonight. She sways before the guards and muses at the changes to her body. "That's... some pretty strong stuff."
[3:08 AM] Snacky: The plant-form's stamen swells in her cockring and she hisses a bit, "Hurry on through..."
[3:10 AM] Red M.: She briefly considers sticking around for the "search,"--that guard looks awfully pent-up. But no, she needs to collect her samples. Maybe later, once she's done what she came to do.
[3:11 AM] Snacky: Scarlet endures, even though that big, silky-looking tool looks appetizing from the potions and alcohol, and she gains entry into the inner-sanctum...
JANUARY 9, 2018
[7:45 PM] Snacky: At this time of the day, the underhill sanctum is lit with enchanted sunstones. That particular above-ground entrance Scarlet went through goes down into a hub where light commerce and meetings are conducted. There is a curfew posted for non-sactum residents to leave at night and more security than usual.  In the underhill hub there is a corral for giant centipedes that have been domesticated to move riders and goods quickly through the tunnels. One of the centipedes is in a tensed, combative position while four large rat-forms with riding suits on try to get it to calm down. The manager is busy arguing with a bloodied dwarf, who despite their blood loss is arguing fervently for compensation, likely having to do with the centipede. Away from the fracas at the corral, there are a series of clear pools with small darkmantles and other aquatic specimens from the oasis. "Do not touch the darkmantles," a sign warns. A few weary merchants and visitors wait by these pools. You can smell an open jar of nectar among the merchants as they piece it out and barter over smaller containers, but it doesn't smell quite right. It can be said that pure nectar inspires love and corrupted nectar inspires lust with their evocative smells, even more potent upon ingestion. There are plant-form and bug-form guards alike roaming the hall that are obliged but not approaching to answer any questions. There are three tunnels off-shooting east and one west, what lies beyond disappearing behind a bend. There are markings in a language you are unfamiliar signing what lies beyond.
[7:47 PM] Snacky: Scarlet is quite drunk and due to the cumulative effects of the gender transformation potion is feeling more like a different person than just feeling like Red in disguise.
[8:29 PM] Red M.: Despite her inhebriation, Scarlet tries to focus on her objective of collecting pure nectar. Seeing the heightened security, she takes a moment to collect her thoughts. Her mentor spoke so casually of collecting nectar from the corrupted plant-folk, but were visitors normally allowed to collect nectar, even from the non-corrupted plants? And how much time, exactly, did she have to do so? That alcoholic draught the guard gave her should have given her a couple more hours, but in her state, it was easy to lose track of time...
[8:34 PM] Snacky: Four hours until curfew into effect, and two hours until the potion passed, though at times it was easy to forget Scarlet had even taken a potion, the changes felt natural now. Visitors were not normally allowed to handle the pure plants due to the likelihood of improper handling. Males were banned outright due to the fact that their presence would trigger a percentage of the plant-forms to adapt into aggressive hermaphrodites. There were a number of them living in underhill, a number of them were guards, but the hermaphrodites can turn the females and more pressingly their nectar isn't as valued.
[8:36 PM] Snacky: Casual visitors may not be allowed, but for a guild-licensed scholar or supplier exceptions could be made.
[8:39 PM] Red M.: ...wait, does Scarlet's guild license have the right name on it? Well, worst-case scenario, she'll be subject to a thorough examination or barred entry. Either way, she's bound to get something useful out of the visit. For now, she'll ask for directions to the pure plants.
[8:41 PM] Snacky: Which would Scarlet approach to ask, a female scarab or a herm plant?
[8:43 PM] Red M.: The scarabs are a little bit off-putting... and Scarlet might be able to sweet-talk the herm plant better than the scarab, anyway. Hopefully.
[8:45 PM] Snacky: "I could guide you," she says earnestly, her stamen locked into her ornate cockring swelling and releasing pollen in reaction to Scarlet. "But you must understand, you may only see the plants at their whim. You may present yourself to them or wait until one is  seeking attention."
[8:47 PM] Red M.: "Please do take me there. Is there more I should know before I see them? I don't wish to make any fuss..."
[8:52 PM] Snacky: "Don't be fooled by anyone offering you nectar outside of the sanctum's own nectaries. Crafty male plant-forms may lurk in the underhill before curfew is called, and they have used gender potions to offer their crude nectar to ignorant tourists. Once their own potion wears off, their nectar goes off, but by that time they've gotten away with the trick. Those merchants over there are such fools," she points out. "The pure plant-forms seek out platonic lovers to produce their nectar, but if they are lustful keep in mind you may still not penetrate them. They are to be preserved for the coupling honey they will make at maturation. Ahh..." the guard grunts and squeezes her stamen in hand as she leads you to her centipede mount, instructing Scarlet to sit behind. "I will take you through the tunnels to the sanctum nectary to present yourself. If they will not see you now you may find some way to pass the time until they are available."(edited)
[8:56 PM] Red M.: "Yes, some way..." Scarlet takes her seat behind the guard and tries to take her mind off the guard's stamen.
[9:01 PM] Snacky: The plant's flesh is fibrously textured and firm, with fine fuzz over it. The back of her frond-like hair and the back of her neck smell of savory herbs and spices. Her belly hitches a little after guiding Scarlet to put arms around her from behind to be sure she stayed seated. They go through darkened tunnels away from the thoroughfare and the smell of the pollen puffing out from her stamen is strong all the way. It's clear that her thoughts are wanting, wanting for Scarlet to nudge her hands just a little further down to stroke her.
[9:07 PM] Red M.: Scarlet can hardly stand to see the guard in such obvious need. After such cordial assistance, wouldn't it only be polite for her to offer some favor in return? Scarlet doesn't exactly think this all through in her addled state, but comes to the conclusion all the same, and slides her hands down to the guard's rigid stamen, using one hand to stroke near the base, and the other to stimulate the head.
[9:14 PM] Snacky: The guard lets out a moan of relief but then a whimper of need, her cockring keeping her at the throes of intense pleasure without release. The texture of her stamen is silky smooth , the tip producing nectar while the pollen at the base rubs off onto Scarlet's fur, and all those smells are stronger for it. She stops the centipede near the tunnel exit. "I can go no further near the sanctum nectary...If you are unable to see the pure plants right away, follow the hexagonal runes to the hexagonal tunnel entrance , there is a place there that will entertain you..."
[9:17 PM] Red M.: "I see, thank you. I hope you find the relief you need soon..." Scarlet giggles and gives the head of her stamen another quick stroke before dismounting. "Perhaps I'll see you later."
[9:22 PM] Snacky: "Perhaps..." she tugs at herself, bowlegged and grinding on her centipede, which chitters in irritation from the excess pollen and nectar dripping onto it. Scarlet is quickly  stopped by a black-and-yellow bugform guard on approach to the sanctum nectary which is teeming with plants that are grown with their roots exposed in pools, with sunstones hanging over them. The guard complains, "you reek of pollen. Do not tease the guards. What is your business here?"
[9:25 PM] Red M.: "Ah, I should have known... I'm a guild chemist; I've come to collect pure nectar. Is there someplace I can wash myself of this pollen, lest I risk corrupting the plants in the nectary?"
[9:27 PM] Snacky: "Guild identification, please."
[9:32 PM] Red M.: Scarlet roots around in her coat pockets, looking for her ID. In the same pocket, she finds the old **semi-official** school badge her professor made when she first started going out as Scarlet. She presents it to the guard. "Does this suffice?"
[9:34 PM] Snacky: "Your mentor had mentioned your coming," she forgoes further formal inspection, though Scarlet will need to hide their official identification somehow unless they want to answer some probing questions.  The guard gestures to a series of porous stone alcoves sunk into the wall, "Put all of your clothing and belongings into the basket and wash yourself in the pool. Do not touch the darkmantle."
[9:44 PM] Red M.: The basket must be to wash her clothing while she bathes. If she leaves her official ID in her coat, it's sure to be found, even if she sticks it into one of the relatively secret pockets in its lining, or otherwise ruined by the wash. Neither is very favorable, and the guard did say "all" of her clothing... though, all things considered, Scarlet has nothing to hide, especially considering the guards outside made her quaff a potion for entry. She can even reassure any guards with the knowledge that she has extra potion, and since they're not unlikely to peek to make sure she isn't just some girly boy, she hasn't got much to hide. She disrobes as instructed, and leaves her items, save the bottle of potion, in the basket.
[9:47 PM] Snacky: Actually, the basket is just to hold her stuff. She'll be going into the nectary in the nude. What to do with her male ID...Or her flask of gender changing potion for that matter...They may not go through it after all, but she could get unlucky. Besides the basket in the alcove there is a stone bath full of water with a single darkmantle at the bottom.
[9:52 PM] Red M.: Oh, she should have realized she'd be visiting in the nude, to avoid bringing in pollen. Would she be able to bring vials in, even a vial of potion? The pure plants seek platonic bonds, don't they? She could probably fit her official ID inside herself easily, but if she isn't allowed potions... Perhaps she should try to sneak a vial in, as well...
[9:54 PM] Snacky: She would likely have to divulge the type of potion if she meant to carry it in. Otherwise she could sneak it in, or finish drawing nectar before two hours is up.
[9:59 PM] Red M.: Of course, Scarlet decides to hide her ID inside herself. Perhaps she's being a bit paranoid, but she does have something to hide, and would rather avoid confrontation on it. She palms it and slides waist-deep into the water before trying to slip it inside, hopefully avoiding detection. If nothing else, she can take another sip of potion before entering the nectary--but she's already been quaffing at a ludicrous rate. She's almost certainly got enough time to do all she needs to. Right?
[10:00 PM] Red M.: She tries to bathe quickly, and takes extra care to scrub her hands of pollen.
[10:01 PM] Snacky: Seems like plenty of time, but why not take another just to be sure? It's not comfortable sneaking such an item in such a place but if she meants to do it it is doable. Once she's ready the guard is ready to take her into the nectary.
[10:04 PM] Red M.: She's sure she read about some potentially nasty side-effects of taking too much of the potion, but can't help but second-guess the flimsy caution she used to have for it. She downs another dose before approaching the guard.
[10:06 PM] Snacky: Compounding female mind ,feeling more natural after the potion
[10:13 PM] Snacky: Feeling a confident kind of drunk, the guard takes the basket in one set of arms but doesn't look into it further for now, putting it into a lockbox beside the nectary entrance, dense and denser stil with plants. At the entrance there are more plants, pools, and a floor-to-ceiling divider of crudely-made glass between Scarlet and a garden where some plant-forms have come to see what visitors are there. Currently it's just Scarlet, a white lagomorph, and two yellow-black elite guards. The rabbit is sitting with a smile on her face, trying to attract attention without being too forward. The lagomorph takes the time to sniff a flower and a plant-form starts to fixate on her. A guard notices the behavior shift and escorts the lagomorph out through the side-door. The guard Scarlet came in with gestures to the area where the lagomorph had been. "Good luck. Just try to act natural and maybe you'll get noticed."
[10:18 PM] Red M.: Acting natural should be easy enough in her current state. She takes a seat and quietly watches the plant-forms on the opposite side of the glass, easily relaxing among the soothing atmosphere and aromatic plant life.
[10:21 PM] Snacky: There are some interesting things about Scarlet the plants don't know about but have a sense of. They don't approach her at first, just a few glances. The guard steps in to share that, "Of your guild associates that they've seen today they've only taken in one...Many of them seemed impatient."
[10:24 PM] Red M.: "That doesn't surprise me, really, as our time here is brief. If you don't mind my asking, which of them did they take in?"
[10:25 PM] Snacky: "The mantis. She had to be escorted out afterwards, though. She was becoming too attached to the plant-form, or perhaps the plant-form was getting too attached, it's hard to tell."
[10:28 PM] Red M.: That's... a bit surprising, really. Are the plant-forms here really that interested in species from far away, or was it something else about Presley?
[10:29 PM] Red M.: She did mention something about being uniquely affected among the caravan by the plants' influence...
[10:29 PM] Snacky: Knowing Presley she would have been sitting patiently and would be there with more interest outside of simply attaining nectar.
[10:29 PM] Snacky: Will Scarlet let more time pass hoping to attract?
[10:31 PM] Red M.: Unless the ride with the guard took much longer than she thought it did, Scarlet ought to have plenty of time. She takes a deep breath and tries to still her worrying mind, and continues to wait.
[10:33 PM] Snacky: As an hour of waiting draws to a close, two plant-forms express interest in Scarlet at the same time, one looking quite young and the other looking to be on the cusp of full maturity. Which draws Scarlet's attention?
[10:37 PM] Red M.: She is drawn to the younger-looking plant-form, for no particular reason, so far as Scarlet can tell...
[10:41 PM] Snacky: The young plant-form fixates on Scarlet and a guard goes to fetch for them, presenting Scarlet with an enchanted fruit to eat before guiding her through the side-door to a secluded glass-frame garden warm with sunstones. The young plant-form is escorted in after Scarlet. She smells sweet with just a hint of tartness. Plant fronds hang over her eyes and she stands only half as high as Scarlet. She tilts her chin up and presents her berry pink lips for a kiss.
[10:43 PM] Red M.: After eating the fruit, Scarlet wipes a drop of juice from her lips and leans in to kiss the cute girl.
[10:45 PM] Snacky: Vines loop around Scarlet's shoulders and the plant-girl roots to the floor kissing up at the feline, with pink veins etching under the green flesh of her cheeks. She spends a few minutes kissing her without interruption.(edited)
[10:47 PM] Red M.: This is so pleasant, Scarlet has no problem letting the girl kiss her all she wants... but how exactly does she go about collecting nectar, again? None of the guards have mentioned it so far... when the kiss breaks, Scarlet smiles and takes a moment to catch her breath.
[10:49 PM] Snacky: The girl knows what she wants...She runs a vine tendril between her legs and brings up a dewey drop of her nectar, which she presses to the cat's lips. The taste fills her with all sorts of warm and fuzzy feelings. If she had any inkling of manhood in her it would be problematic. Luckily she was several potions deep still.
[10:51 PM] Red M.: Scarlet laps up the nectar, tenderly scooping it from the vine with her tongue. Ah, this feeling is so pleasant, but... in the back of her mind, she tries to retain her focus.
[10:53 PM] Snacky: The girl tilts her head in confusion as Scarlet remains somewhat serious. She needs to draw her nectar from between her legs into what vessels are provided in the room. Tasting it has proven to be distracting, as is smelling it. It wil be a delicate balance between showing the affection the plant craves and keeping professional enough to procure a good amount of product.
[10:54 PM] Snacky: Or she could let the plant take the lead...
[10:57 PM] Red M.: Scarlet keeps one of the vessels within arms reach and gives the girl a brief, reassuring kiss. The nectar is what she came for, after all, but that doesn't mean she can't enjoy the collecting it, with liberal sampling.
[10:59 PM] Snacky: The young plant-form doesn't have much experience having her nectar collected, but she tries showing the cat to the delicate petals between her legs as her tendrils idly feel Scarlet up.
[11:01 PM] Red M.: Scarlet lets the girl guide her hands and keeps close to her, giving her soft, affectionate purrs.(edited)
[11:02 PM] Snacky: The plant-girl hides her face in Scarlet's chest and akwardly circles her hips around on her digits until she's sloppily dripping over them, and the tendrils roam over Scarlet throughout.
[11:08 PM] Red M.: Scarlet cradles the girl against her chest. If only she had an extra arm... Every so often, she collects a handful of nectar, but more than half the time, she's pleasuring the cutie pressing up against her. She leans a bit to kiss one of the tendrils, and then brings her sopping hand up to lap off some of the juice, sighing as it almost makes her dizzy with warmth. "If there's part of me you want to touch, just let me know, little one."
[11:12 PM] Snacky: She buries her face in between her breasts further with embarrassment, cupping them in her feeling hands, she brings Scarlet to the grass with her tendrils and straddles her waist, pressing their wet petals together when the uncomfortable reminder of her id inside her returns.
[11:17 PM] Red M.: Scarlet winces. Of course she shouldn't have expected things to go off without a hitch, but she literally just asked for this. Hopefully this sort of duress won't be too much if she can convince the girl to go just a little bit slower. She's not sure how to phrase this wish in a way that won't either totally shut the girl down or accidentally encourage her just yet.
[11:20 PM] Snacky: The plant is confused again by Scarlet's wincing and tensing. She tries giving more kisses while laying on her.
[11:21 PM] Red M.: "Ah, sorry... I might not look like it, but I'm not very experienced, either," she tries to bluff, and leans into the girl's kisses. Hopefully she doesn't see right through Scarlet.
[11:22 PM] Snacky: The plant intuively doesn't believe that. Her tendrils start to uncoil...Scarlet's cloudy heart is turning the pure girl off.
[11:26 PM] Red M.: It would be such a shame to cut this short, so Scarlet decides to relax a bit more. What's the worst that could happen, really? Scarlet laps up a little more syrupy nectar and glances around. Are the guards listening closely? Would she have a chance to come clean with the girl without being thrown out? If not, she should just enjoy the encounter for what it is.
[11:27 PM] Snacky: The guards have to give them privacy, or else these pure girls can't relax. Scarlet will have to get that card out of herself to play in comfort so her partner can relax too.
[11:28 PM] Red M.: That being the case, Scarlet has no qualms about taking it out. She can just slip it back inside once they're finished, after all.
[11:30 PM] Red M.: "I can't fool you, can I?" she whispers, embarassed. "Actually, I was keeping this thing inside me..." she pulls the card out and holds it up to be seen before tossing it aside, along with her anxious tension.
[11:32 PM] Snacky: The plant-girl takes the card to examine it, but she has no idea what it is for and why it was stored between Scarlet's legs. She crawls between Scarlet's legs and starts feeling around as if she'll find more things inside, probing far with her tendrils, otherwise uncaring about the card.(edited)
[11:35 PM] Red M.: Scarlet keeps her legs wide to give the curious girl a nice view, and tries to stifle her moans while she pokes around her insides. That went more smoothly than she thought it would, in more ways than one.
[11:36 PM] Snacky: The girl is very interested with how she can dish out the pleasure that's making the cat moan, and her tendrils smoothly begin entry into Scarlet's backside as well. She shifts about to put her own juicy petals above the cat's face in a 69.
[11:40 PM] Red M.: This is... a lot for Scarlet to deal with! As "experienced" as the girl might think she is, her folds are sensitive in ways she's still not quite used to, even after so many potions. The plant-girl working between her legs is horribly distracting, but Scarlet makes sure a vessel is close by to collect nectar before thirstily lapping at the girl's petals.
[11:45 PM] Snacky: Catching it in the vessel between licks, its a bit slow going giving the girl's size, but she is steadily dripping getting to share pleasure with Scarlet nectar practically misting her in the face, the plant-girl is  using vines to cooperate with lifting Scarlet's legs and backside up in the air, finding the pushing and pulling motion inside her that seems to please the cat most, the cat's drippings outpacing her own. Submissive Presley had folded to this kind of inquisitive play and must have taken nectar in excess. To be pleasured and controlled by the whims of this cute and budding plant girl...
[11:49 PM] Red M.: The thought of being this girl's plaything is enough to make Scarlet blush on its own. With all this stimulation, with the delirium enveloping her mind, how much more can she take? Her hips rock to meet the girl's pumping, and she slips a finger inside the delicate petals dripping onto her, curious to explore even through all this distraction.
[11:51 PM] Snacky: She can feel a flimsy barrier inside just past the wet petals, the silky feel of it is incredible...The girl cries out and plants her bottom on the cat's face, rocking on top as the vines move on their own, as if stretching toward sunlight, curling and stroking the innermost places of her unfamiliar sex.
[11:55 PM] Red M.: Scarlet takes care not to break the barrier, but she does give it a soft stroke. Her tongue is still busy with the girl's petals, and she makes soft, shallow strokes into the girl's folds. Do virgin plant-girls have the same sort of barrier as mammals? She probably shouldn't abuse the flimsy thing, so she'll wait for some sign from the girl to go any further.
[11:58 PM] Snacky: The plant lets out a confused, moaning whine, patting her ass against Scarlet's face, bouncing up and down with her giving peach of a bottom jiggling on each impact, all the while the vines continue to fuck Scarlet...She had been warned against granting penetration, but behind that tart and flimsy barrier there is pure sweetness...
JANUARY 10, 2018
[12:03 AM] Red M.: Damn, that's right! In her delirium, she'd nearly forgotten that. Even so, Scarlet is determined to help this plant girl enjoy herself. Her hands grasp the ripe flesh of the girl's rear, and she wraps her lips around the girl's petals, playing her tongue across them, drooling nectar down her chin. And the girl is still pumping those vines inside her! Scarlet feels something inside her getting warm, welling up, and does her best to give the cute girl atop her the same feeling.
[12:07 AM] Snacky: It was a dangerous game with her jostling around on Scarlet's face, tendrils pumping for the vicarious thrill of giving penetrative pleasure, both of them working toward a climax...An hour has passed in this hot and juicy garden of pleasure...And a little masculine urge in the back of Scarlet's mind wants to pop that sweet cherry...While a bigger feminine urge wants to go slack and submissive for those reaching vines...And both sides gang up against the rational mind trying to remind Scarlet of all the warnings and the stakes to be weighed against receiving such intense pleasure.
[12:11 AM] Red M.: Oh, dear. Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear. This wouldn't do at all. Scarlet needs to get out of here--she's not going to get kicked out of the sanctuary, or the town, and she's not going to risk getting her caravan kicked out, either. She needs to get the girl off her...
[12:12 AM] Red M.: As much pleasure as Scarlet might be in, this wouldn't just be her own livelihood at risk, it would reflect poorly on everybody, including Judy, and she simply couldn't bear that.
[12:13 AM] Red M.: Scarlet tries to tap out. Perhaps the girl has already sensed something amiss, but it wouldn't hurt to get her attention in a more conventional way. "Ahh, sorry... I need you to stop now, dear."
[12:15 AM] Snacky: The plant girl started to withdraw right away once Scarlet started feeling that initial panic...She looks confused again...There are steps rapidly approaching down the hall, perhaps just enough time to find and hide the id Scarlet had carelessly tossed aside earlier.
[12:16 AM] Red M.: Shit, shit. "It's, ah, time for me to go, sorry!" Scarlet scrambles for the ID, and slips it inside her well-lubed slit. Hopefully she can keep it inside long enough to get back to her things.
[12:17 AM] Red M.: "T-thank you for sharing this time with me!"
[12:17 AM] Snacky: "Everything alright in here?" the guard asked on arrival. The mature plant-form from earlier was beside the guard. The young one is grinding on their own tendrils, whining about not finding release.
[12:18 AM] Red M.: "Ah, I think I have collected all I need. I'm ready to leave, thank you."
[12:20 AM] Snacky: "If you're ready to leave, I'll show you out." the guard says. Both of the plants whine. The smaller whining plant pantomimes at the guard, which Scarlet can understand is about her hiding something in herself, but to which the guard is not understanding right away.(edited)
[12:22 AM] Red M.: "She seemed to want me to penetrate her, and... I must admit, the temptation was strong. Shall I bring my vessel now, or will someone retrieve it for me?"
[12:24 AM] Snacky: "Take it out with you, come on." that excuse made more sense to the guard and she shows Scarlet out. Some close calls...She gives Scarlet her basket of things back at the door and offers the use of the alcove to change and bathe again, which will be necessary unless she wants to give every herm guard she walks past a case of blue balls. The sunstones are dimming, two hours to curfew, one hour to the end of the potion's duration.
[12:32 AM] Red M.: An hour left of her potion... Scarlet could have probably made off with even more nectar if she'd had the presence of mind, but that was risky already. She bathes quickly, and tries to remember where Judy said she'd be. Collecting nectar from the herms, right? She should probably make her way wherever they are.
[12:34 AM] Snacky: With her belongings back there's a glow on her caravan slate with a message from Judy, as signified by her rune appearing on the face of it. She's at the hex room she'd heard about from that herm guard earlier.
[12:37 AM] Red M.: Ah, of course the guard would have directed her there after being teased like that. Scarlet sends a reply letting Judy know she's on her way. This shouldn't take too long, but she wonders if there's booze in the hex room, seeing as all the herms seem to gather there...
[12:44 AM] Snacky: Through the hex tunnel, there are sounds of exotic strumming and drumming instruments, by the entrance blocked off with plant fronds are basins of water. 'Visitors must wash their hands after leaving the club.' Inside the sunstones are out and the orange light traded for something a more noctural blue, with glowing mundane bugs flitting about in the musky heat. The big, strong herm guards are all over the place, but they're not in uniform...They're in leather bondage and revealing outfits, dancing on tabletops or strapped down onto them, or suspended from the ceiling or against the wall or in a pillory as patrons ogle and tease them, letting out peals of delight when they shoot cloudy nectar over themselves. The lust in the room is incredible. Out of all the eyes in the room, Judy catches Scarlet's, cats eyes in the dark linking up. She waves Scarlet over, sitting at the bar, a herm guard dancing on the bar with her great cock and balls swaying to the beat. "Get your nectar?" she has to shout it close to her ear when she arrives.
[12:47 AM] Red M.: Scarlet is transfixed by the guard's swaying package, so she takes a moment to answer. "I think I could have gotten a little more, but I was cutting it close already. I'm lucky I felt the potion start to wear off, 'cause a guard walked in right after..."
[12:49 AM] Snacky: "Have a drink," Judy offers with a smile. She takes a shot of liquor, adds in a splash of gender potion, and then wrings out a dollop of nectar from the herm's cock on top. "I don't know what to call this, but drink it."
[12:50 AM] Red M.: She blushes pretty hard when Judy milks the herm right into the drink... but it's been a long day, and she's thirsty. She drinks it eagerly.
[12:51 AM] Snacky: "Thattagirl..." Judy purrs.
[12:52 AM] Red M.: "Gods, that's sweet!" Scarlet takes a deep breath as the potions' effects compound further. "Maybe... 'Devil's honey?'"
[12:52 AM] Red M.: "No, wait, 'succubus honey.'"(edited)
[12:54 AM] Snacky: "Put a pin in it. Outside of novelty cocktails and herm potion, I've had difficulty balancing a potion for much practical application...Mm, but nevermind work...I missed you kitten, my pretty girl...You don't have any plans tonight, do you?" Judy licks up your ear and fondles your ass at the bar, uncaring who sees.
[12:57 AM] Red M.: "After all I've been through today? The only thing left on my list was to share drinks with you again, professor." Scarlet scoots closer to her mentor, pushing their chests together and purring under the thrumming noise.
[12:58 AM] Snacky: "I paid an 'uncorking' fee to tease one of these herms, it's been pretty fun...Do you want to take her somewhere private, or do you want it to be just the two of us like old times...?" she pulls the smaller kitten into her lap and feels up her chest.
[1:03 AM] Red M.: "The little tart I was coaxing earlier left me pretty hungry for something inside me... and besides that, I don't get the chance to see the look on your face when someone besides me is inside you very often, professor~. Let's bring her along." Scarlet rocks on Judy's lap while the older cat gropes her, and feels her mentor up in kind. Even as a girl, Scarlet can't get enough of her mentor's tits.(edited)
[1:09 AM] Snacky: Judy blushes at the comment regarding watching her sweet student getting fucked, or rather, getting fucked with her sweet student watching..."Come along then..." she pats her kitten's butt to get her moving, taking her in one hand, and taking her paid herm's leash in the other, guiding them both to a private room at the club. She drops into a seat, obviously quite drunk already, spreading her robes to paw at herself, in her full-legged glamor form. "Shall I begin, kitten?" she asks. The plant-form has a gimp mask on, a corset, elbow-length gloves, and thigh-high leather boots with heels, all denying tactile sensation to her sensitive plant body. But her great stamen cock is standing proud all the same, free of the cockring and dripping nectar.(edited)
[1:13 AM] Red M.: "Of course, professor." Scarlet takes a seat next to Judy and helps her out of her robe while giving her cheek tiny kisses. She turns briefly to the herm, drooling over that stamen. "Be sure to fuck my mentor real good, alright?"
[1:14 AM] Snacky: "You heard her." she tugs on the leash, the herm whore falling to her knees before Judy. "Take her cock and feed it into me, Scarlet..." Judy cooes and licks up her student's cheek, plying her pink pussy lips open with her digits, spreading her legs wide open.
[1:18 AM] Red M.: Scarlet gives her mentor a deep kiss and grabs the herm's drippping stamen to give it a couple of strokes before leaning down to get a better look. While she's between both their legs, she hungrily licks at both of them, making more than sure they're wet enough before cupping her hand around the peachy ass and pushing the whore into the cat's sopping cunt.
[1:23 AM] Snacky: Judy purrs in anticipation, her and the herm grinding together against Scarlet's hungry tongue, and they slot together effortlessly with a push from Scarlet against the herm's sweet peach. Judy's eyes go wide all the way down on that cock as if unsure it'll ever reach the base, and when it does she yowls out loud, arching her back, wrapping her legs around the herm's waist. The herm is panting shallow breaths behind the mask, twitching and throbbing, ready to cum right there...She steels herself and reels her hips back before thrusting forward, working to fuck that mature pussy just like she'd been paid for, making her fat tits swing and bounce with each impact, trained muscled hips colliding with the cat's thick, marbled ass. The heft and the silky texture of it are very pleasurable to Judy and she makes lots of obscene, undignified expressions as she gets properly fucked, not like the coy, sly smiles she gives Red when he's on top of her.(edited)
[1:28 AM] Red M.: Scarlet is mostly content to watch, for now, though she does disrobe and slither a hand between her legs, playing with her own dripping slit. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wonders how she can get her mentor to make these sorts of faces without someone else's cock, but gods is this unrestrained display of pleasure making her horny to watch.
[1:33 AM] Snacky: She needs to be stretched just so to make faces like that, to make her eyes roll back and her toes curl, and even her tongue flopping out all at once, and that stamen is stretching her just so with its impressive girth, the restrained plant-form bucking away, its plum-sized balls slapping wetly against its own nectar dripping out of Judy. Judging by the frequency of action, she prefers the cerebral play of dominating little Red and being in control...But after milking hung herms all day, after a few drinks...She's ready to lay on her back and get pounded, to look utterly defeated while it happens, and little Scarlet pawing herself practically escapes her notice.
[1:39 AM] Red M.: Scarlet scoots close to her mentor, the lust of the whole scene starting to overcome her. She plays with one of Judy's nipples while her breasts bounce, and leans over to nip at her ears and whisper lewd things. "What an unbecoming face for such a mentor... I can almost feel that cock inside me from here.~"(edited)
[1:42 AM] Snacky: Judy grunts, getting an angry expression as she tries to think of a comeback, but then the herm knocks a bundle of nerves on the next insertion that makes her mewling and weak again. She clings to the herm, wanting it faster and harder and deeper and the plant obliges, their tits pressed together. The herm's balls are swinging and swelling up, ready to dump nectar in Scarlet's mentor, ready to turn her into a sloppy pot of honey.(edited)
[1:45 AM] Red M.: Scarlet can't resist temptation any more, and reaches around the herm's backside to hold those primed nuts while they throb. "Fill my mentor up, make her feel really good~!"(edited)
[1:51 AM] Snacky: Judy moans hoarsely and goes slack as if she means to melt into a puddle in her seat as the herm doggedly ruts inside. Scarlet can feel that juicy pair throbbing in her hand and pushing out wads of gooey, cloudy nectar, the stuff that Professor had been studiously extracting and balancing equations with was now filling up her pussy until it was dripping down her crack. The herm stuck and stirred it all up until it frothed out and she was still no less erect than before, chest rising and falling with harder breaths. It truly was uncommon to see Judy like this. Perhaps there had been at least one time when they were in school that she had taken a similarly hung partner, maybe to tease Red, maybe to 'get back' at him for seeing another girl. She'd gotten over such jealousy at this point, but she had strong reactions when others mixed up the chemical equation the two of them had going.
[1:57 AM] Red M.: Scarlet's panting in a fervor now. Seeing her mentor like this... it's thrilling, and hot. Between her heavy breaths, she gives Judy a dozen little kisses, and then climbs up and straddles the fat cat. She's dripping onto her mentor's navel, with her chest mashed against Judy's when she looks back at the stud that just finished fucking her teacher. "I hope you have another one in you, 'cause now it's my turn to make faces for her to ogle!"
[2:01 AM] Snacky: Judy looks up at Scarlet blearily, kissing her...She slaps her hands to Scarlet's ass like a double-handed spanking and squeezes before spreading her cheeks wide apart. The herm presses her sloppy tip fresh from teacher against Scarlet's wet slit, but Judy corrects her. "No, that one." she redirects that big, pollen-laden stamen against Scarlet's spread asshole, and the bondage whore thrusts her way inside , finding it quite smooth on entry thanks to the vines earlier, and in that tight hole the herm can't help but hump away rapidly.
[2:06 AM] Red M.: "P-professor! You--ahhh!! It's t-too big!" Scarlet clenches her teeth, and already her eyes are starting to roll back. As much as she'd wanted her pussy filled, it only serves her right for teasing her mentor so... and even without a prostate to grind against that thick stamen, her ass still rocks into the herm's pumping and humping.
[2:09 AM] Snacky: Judy cackles, "You little slut, you want to tease me? Mmm, fuck that tight ass!" she cheers on the herm, giving her student a sloppy, open-mouted kiss as her butt was ruined on exotic herm cock, fondling her tits and ass, letting the herm brace her hands on Scarlet's hips for firmer thrusting. "You like it there, don't you, kitten?"
[2:12 AM] Red M.: "Y-yes, yessss! Please, harder!" she whines between kisses and squeals. "Spli-it me in two...!" Her characteristic mischief is totally absent now, replaced entirely by the dick ravaging her ass.
[2:19 AM] Snacky: "You heard her, split that little slut's ass wide open!" Judy nips Scarlet's ears, holding her bouncing little tits in hand as the herm goes to work. The muscles it had developed to defend the Oasis, the lunges and squats to tone legs and hips, and that big cock...Locked up all day, stared at and teased by passerby in public, groped by sly tourists...All of that was turned loose in the kitten's sweet backdoor, and there lingered a phantom feeling of the overactive prostate she was going without but had been trained on for too long not to anticipate. If she could cum from only having her ass fucked, this thick herm cock bucking at her from behind would be the one to do it, but she wasn't going to last much longer, her thrusting reached an erratic fever pitch of frantic movement, swelling bigger and fatter, balls swatting her thighs, the smell of her pollen rich in the air...The herm bellowed inside her mask, forcefully ejecting rich cloudy nectar into Scarlet's ass, Judy smacking the herm's bottom to keep futiley thrusting mid-ejaculation. "Come on! Make that slutty kitten cum from her ass!"
[2:25 AM] Red M.: Feeling, the nectar spilling inside her, Scarlet's body tenses up all over, and her legs nearly buckle. Her slutty moans turn into sharp cries of pleasure as she rocks and shivers on the herm's spurting cock. A little bit of fluid spurts out of her slit onto the fat plums and her mentor's navel, her eyes roll back into her skull, and her tongue hangs out like some unaware dog's. She trembles like this for a while, before nearly collapsing onto Judy, her chest heaving to catch her breath.
[2:26 AM] Red M.: "Oh, gods, oh, gods, oh, gods..." she mutters.
[2:30 AM] Snacky: "Mmmm..." Judy kisses Scarlet some more, drawing the herm's cock out of her with a sticky wet pop, tugging it forward to be sandwiched between the puffy mounds of their drippy slits, grinding against it, and the poor herm whines out, spraying aftershocks of nectar  that went all the way up between their bellies and breasts to splatter Judy's neck.
[2:33 AM] Red M.: Scarlet moans into the kisses, exhausted, resolve depleted. "Professor," she whines again between kisses. With no more face in need of not-saving, she clings to her mentor, rumbling purring into her chest.(edited)
[2:36 AM] Snacky: Judy sends the herm away with a tip, tugging Scarlet to her, rolling on top, smothering her with her glamorous body and pressing more kisses on her. They run out the clock laying together in the private room and its a weary trek back to the caravan for curfew, feeding Scarlet just one more shot of potion for the trip out. She takes Scarlet to bed with her.
[2:39 AM] Red M.: Scarlet makes precisely no protest as her mentor drags her out of the sanctuary and eventually into bed. Spending the night with her professor after that steamy encounter, is about the best she could have hoped for the end of this day. She reminds herself to visit Judy's wagon more often in the future.