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erlking sexless

yuribot Mar 5th, 2019 (edited) 182 Never
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  1. //Erlking transformation, no sex (and removing the obligatory corrupt pc speech)
  2.  
  3. >"You taunt me, you hunt me, and now you ask for favors?"  you snort.  "No, no, you’re about to be taught a very lasting lesson," you snarl.
  4. You've put up with his endless hunts. You've listened to his taunts and jeers rumbling through the forest in tune with the baying of his hounds. You've even been captured, held helpless above his hungry dogs, well aware of what he could do to you, yet the former hunter begs for mercy the first chance he gets.
  5.  
  6. Unfortunately for him, you have your own lesson in mind, and he shudders as you draw closer.
  7.  
  8. >You slap his face, cutting off the end of the question.
  9. //add a [Rape] [Don't] option here
  10.  
  11. >“<i>Lick it, Huntsman!</i>” you order, pulling on his antlers,
  12. You give him no answer besides a sharp pull on his antlers,
  13.  
  14. >“<i>Deeper!</i>” you command.  You feel his tongue explore deeper
  15. Holding his head tightly, you
  16.  
  17. >“<i>Not a king anymore, are you?</i>” you growl, smiling.  “<i>You’re more like a Princess now.  A slutty, little Princess,</i>” you grin.
  18. The once-dignified king is now anything but, his tongue buried between your folds as he discovers his new station in life. He's more like your princess--your slutty, little princess.
  19.  
  20. >“<i>Eat my pussy, Princess,</i>” you order. Your princess moans, shuddering and submissive, shoving his flat tongue into your pussy.
  21. You tease your lips apart, giving him his first order as your new princess. He moans, shuddering and submissive, as he shoves his flat tongue into your pussy.
  22.  
  23. >"<i>Lick it, huntsman.  Make me good and wet,</i>” you growl.
  24. //just remove this one, it isn't needed
  25.  
  26. >“<i>On all fours, slut,</i>” you smirk, shoving the huntsman back.  You throw his horns to the side as he stumbles to the mossy ground
  27. You want him on all fours, so you shove the huntsman back and throw his horns to the side as he stumbles to the mossy ground
  28.  
  29. >“<i>Not a king anymore, are you?</i>” you growl, smiling.  “<i>You’re more like a Princess now.  A slutty, little Princess,</i>” you grin.
  30. The once-dignified king is now anything but, bared and ready for your cock as he discovers his new station in life. He's more like your princess--your slutty little princess.
  31.  
  32. >“<i>Say it,</i>” you order.
  33. But that's not enough. You want to hear him say it.
  34.  
  35. >“<i>Good girl,</i>” you coo, pressing your [cock] against his pucker.
  36. That's exactly what you want to hear, and he trembles at the reward of your [cock] pressed against his pucker.
  37.  
  38. >“<i>Dirty little slut,</i>” you growl.  “<i>Did you like that?</i>”
  39. It seems your dirty little slut liked that, but you need to hear it from him.
  40.  
  41. >“<i>I don’t expect we’ll have any more problems, will we?</i>” you ask, sliding out of him.
  42. Sliding out of him, you stroke his [skin/fur] and ask if he'll ever bother you again.
  43.  
  44.  
  45. //the actual [don't rape] option, shamelessly pieced together from the existing content
  46.  
  47. You have no need for the groveling huntsman, his wheezing and begging growing more frantic as you drag him aside. It might be a trick of the light, but you swear his " + (noFur() ? "skin" : "fur") + " just got a little lighter.  His hips writhe as he slides across the ground, drawing attention to how slim and girlish they really are.
  48.  
  49. As you [if (low str) struggle to] pull him along, there's a sharp cracking noise, and his golden antlers come loose in your hands.
  50.  
  51. You [if (singleleg) move|step] back, looking down at the disgraced forest lord.  He lies there, gasping, dirt ground into his " + (noFur() ? "clothes" : "fur") + ", his antlers broken.  From the wetness staining his leathers and hips, it looks like he came at some point, and it’s now slowly oozing out of his clothes" + (noFur() ? "" : ", matting his fur") + ". "Somehow it looks as if his (noFur() ? "hair" : "fur") has an odd tint to it - slightly pink?  You shrug it off as some trick of the light as you gather yourself and prepare to leave.
  52.  
  53. When you turn away, the fog rolls in low, engulfing the prone huntsman.  You know he definitely won’t be bothering you anymore.
  54.  
  55.  
  56. //finding the cane
  57. A few moments later, you spy a black, obviously unnatural stick peeking out of the brush. Picking it up to investigate, you realize it must be the Erlking's cane, knocked loose by your attack. [if (not biped) Though you doubt it will be of much use to someone like you, it's not as if he needs it now.|Maybe it will come in handy one day--and it's not like he needs it now.]
  58. //standard pick up message ("You add a black cane formerly belonging to the Erlking to your eighth item slot")
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