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>Akko, like all her kind, has a measure of psychic ability. She will simply use most of these powers without prompting, instinctively, when appropriate. Her spells are another matter.
>She is a high ranking Gish, and may give orders to low ranking Knights; mid-ranked Warriors; high ranking Spellcasters, Skulkers, and Murderers; and any Gish lower ranked than herself.
>Current Cadre:
Yzia: Adult Solar Dragon, lover and companion. She may carry Akko and four others.
Falna: Mid-ranked Warrior (potential antagonism); Class:Slayer, bound by Oath only.
Yashi: High-ranked Illusionist (drama queen and very, very, very old); Class:Illusionist Wizard, Bound by Oath only.
Tzanzi: High-ranked Murderer (damaged legend, old friend); Class:Pureblade Slayer, Bound by Oath and Promise.
Aeuna: Mid-ranked Gish (Yzia's new quarry); Class:Psychic Warrior, bound by Oath, and added a Vow to make her as skilled a gish as you are.
Schechei: Mid-ranked Gish (mated to Falna); Class:Magus, bound by Oath, and due to receive her Silver Sword soon.
Kteine: Mid-ranked Gish (once an ifrit, now your student); Class: Psychic Warrior, and bound to be a problem in one way or another.
>Akko's Current Supreme Leader
Dunzamn, a Lord Knight with a True Silver Sword, heading the Raid of The Aristocracies.

Character Sheet always In Progress: http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1009380
Spell Book: http://pastebin.com/WjH8UfyY

>>1158822
>[] Akko's New Spell. Dragon on female, dragon on dragon, fireplay, magic.

Hi XS

>>1158822
>[] Rana's Spanking. Spanking, pain, petting .
Really glad to see this back!

How are you liking your new job so far now that you don't have to do double-duty with your old one?

>>1158847
Much better. The lack of horrible diseases is good too.

>>1158822
>[] Akko's New Spell. Dragon on female, dragon on dragon, fireplay, magic.

>>1158851
I can't really imagine how tense that must have been, and the relief when the tests came back negative.
Though I'm a little curious, was there something wrong with your throat that you felt the need to check, or is it more of a routine thing?

>>1158868
An old throat injury combined with a long term case of acid reflux altered my throat physiology, increasing my potential cancer risk by "if you don't take this drug daily you will get throat cancer and die"%, so it was necessary to check yearly until the condition was corrected through medication.

/blog, writing, will check for further votes later to arrange the other highlights.

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[X] Akko's New Spell. Dragon on female, dragon on dragon, fireplay, magic.

Having Siobhan inform Auena, Falna, and Schechei – thus acknowledging her as a true and individual githyanki warrior in her own right – that there is a Colloquy in your cell is the matter of a thought, and while Yzia is distracted by Rana being playful, you collect the shimmering bundle of cloth-of-gold that contains what used to be someone else's Silver Sword. Only you and Siobhan and the skulker Jiyua know what is within the bundle, and you doubt that Jiyua will bother to mention it to anyone. If she knows what is safe for her she won't, in any case.

Moving through the Astral Fundament to one of the secret holding places you have had placed into one of the 'walls', you reassure the blade that it will be returned to its makers soon. It barely acknowledges your thought, and you once again have occasion to wonder about the relationships others have with their Silver Swords. Your own is much stronger an more intimate than most, but you sought that right from the start. It has only recently become much more intense and powerful, thanks to the interference of what claimed to be an Elder Gihyanki.

Turning you look at the various beauties you have collected so far, and you have Siobhan also summon two others with a wicked thought and an arch smile. Your lovely, half-mad slave Cyrillian is told to collect lovely things to eat and drink (unnecessary and even difficult for those not native to this plane of existence, but a pleasure to be indulged in nonetheless) while your other slave, the terrorized and worshipful Mayune, is told to do the same. Yustuoc is already here of course, currently tied in place and currently suffering a well deserved punishment at the hands of Kteine, under the curious attention of Yashi.

Jiyua is preparing the ritual to place an enchanted rune upon you, which you have thoughtfully provided an appropriate mystical treasure to serve as a focus for. This is in the form of a living metal brand or mark on your left cheek, the rune Unbound, placed there by the aforementioned ancient githyanki spirit that claimed to have been the original creator of the Silver Swords and True Silver Swords. With spells to misdirect and obviate divinations and detections, you have no qualm about showing it to anyone here. Which does remind you – the mask you created won't be necessary, so you will be able to discard it, or perhaps give it to Tzanzi as a gift, since she gave you one of her masks to temporarily cover it.

[] Set the mask aside to be given to Tzanzi later.
[] Place it in one of your caches, just in case.
[] Offer it to Yashi as a bribe, perhaps....
[] Make a present of it for Kteine just to annoy Falna.
[] Write in.

>>1158923
>Make a present of it for Kteine just to annoy Falna.
This seems like something Akko would do. But really the only bad option is bribing Yashi, because she only cares about drama and the only use she'd have for the mask is probably to cause more.

Akko doesn't need any help doing that anyways.

>>1158923
>[] Set the mask aside to be given to Tzanzi later.

>>1158923
>[] Place it in one of your caches, just in case.
I don't know, wasn't that mask wish-crafted, and does a bit more than just hiding that rune, and we gave Yzia a matching one as well?

>>1158932
>>1158923
Then again, if Akko doesn't really feel like it's worth hanging onto, I feel like Kteine might be able to make better use of it?

>>1158923
>[] Set the mask aside to be given to Tzanzi later.
Seems like a fair gift

>>1158932
It was wish crafted, but it only grants Nondetection and +2 enhancement to Intelligence (which Akko will be increasing in a different manner both shortly and permanently), and it does match the other mask, but the Rune will protect Akko much more effectively, and she dislikes relying on external items to enhance her combat abilities aside from weapons.

>>1158976
Oh alright, then giving it to Tzanzi is fine. I wasn't sure just how legendary it was to the point of it being considered too extravagant a gift.

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[X] Set the mask aside to be given to Tzanzi later.
[X] Write in? There will be time enough to deal with that later....

You place the leaded crystal and infused gold mask in the cache for the moment; you will have plenty of time in the next dozen turnings to deal with it at your leisure, publicly or not. Moving back to the cushions where Yzia is currently selecting a few sets of golden chains and delicate cuffs to play with as the ruby-skinned ifrit poses prettily nearby. You slide your hand along her bared back, feeling the lambent heat of her supple and not-entirely-surprisingly muscular body.

Arching prettily, she looks at you with a smile, her expression pleased, despite her earlier alarm. After you momentary altercation with Kteine and the threat of a spanking, she's recovered her wits nicely. There is no doubt in your mind she believed you about the spanking, of course, but apparently as far as slaves go, she's quite trained; this becomes even more evident when you slip behind her and run your hands down her sides to caress her firm abdominals and cup one firm breast as you watch Jiyua prepare her tools and spells.

“How long with the process take, Jiyua?” Your question is more authoritative, and Rana smile knowingly, very familiar with your people's customs and nature.

Jiyua looks up at you rather fearfully. “I will be ready in a few hours, though the process will take only a few minutes, Gish Akko.” You glance at the doorway, where the lovely human woman Mayune has paused to allow Falna and Schechei entry, only to be followed by Auena, who looks around curiously, before accepting a flute of some potent liquor from your trembling slave.

“Excellent. Rana, pretty, will you entertain my guests? I have to steal your playmate away for a short while.” Yzia looks up at you curiously, wile Rana slips away from you with a bright smile and bow-floats away from you before turning mid air and slipping through the Fundament like a native born to it.

“Leave those,” you murmur softly as you take Yzia's hand, pulling her away from the cushions and towards a much different section of your cell, one obscured by a thicker wash of the grey, misty light of the Astral.

Yzia smiles. “Why Akko, leaving your own party so soon? How very gauche.” Nevertheless, her hand is warm and gentle in yours as she allows you to lead her away from the cushions. The golden-bronze flesh she wears, her flaming, cross-pupilled draconic eyes glittering from under shimmering hair of burnished gold are the result of Alter Self spells, and she can only maintain them for a mere hour or two at best. She's probably used a fair amount of that time already.

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“I have no idea of what you have just said,” you admit readily, the strange word sounding both unflattering and pretty at the same time. “But this is a rather special case.” You guide her through the shimmering mist, to reveal a small pool of shimmering silver, the edge rolled back onto itself and shimmering with rainbows of light. With a wicked grin you slip through the pool and pull your companion with you, her surprised expression one you enjoy seeing, despite how often you cause her to make it.

The dim light of the Astral is nonexistent here, and the dull grey geometric ioun stone placed here and there hold shimmering white flames to illuminate the large, many pillowed bed suspended in the darkness. The presence of real gravity surprises Yzia and you catch her easily before she stumble or otherwise reveals any hint of clumsiness. She smiles and you walk on the unseen surface the bed rests on, the darkness that encloses the large silk and satin strewn bed unbroken by stars or surfaces. Only the shimmering silver pool provides any sort of relief from the darkness.

[] Take her to the bed first, and kiss her thoroughly before she starts asking questions.
[] Let her marvel at your cunning and skills.
[] Explain yourself and this place as you undress her.
[] Gather the ioun stones and make her a crown of flames and gems.
[] Write in?

>>1159007
>[x] Explain yourself and this place as you undress her.
>[x] Let her marvel at your cunning and skills.
Oversleeping is quite infectious as it turns out.

>>1159013
Oh, and good to see you run again XS!

>>1159007
>[] Gather the ioun stones and make her a crown of flames and gems.
>[] Let her marvel at your cunning and skills.

>>1159007
>Let her marvel at your cunning and skills.
>Explain yourself and this place as you undress her.

>>1159007
>[] Take her to the bed first, and kiss her thoroughly before she starts asking questions.
This should be fun.
And I'm unreasonably excited for the Tzanzi scene

>>1159026
Nothing unreasonable about being excited for any of these scenes!

>>1159030
Fair.

Have you adjusted to working only the new job yet, XS? Hope it's going well.

>>1159035
I have, and it is MUCH better. I have sundays off - this will become a regular venue for the Raiders.

>>1159051
Glad to hear things are more comfortable, hope it continues.

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[X] Let her marvel at your cunning and skills.
[x] Explain yourself and this place as you undress her.

The dragon, though older than you by a century or two, give or take several decades, is astounded at this secret place you have made within the stronghold itself. The tiny demiplane is not an amazing construction in and of itself, and is rather small and simplistic compared to those of the greater spellcasters, but it is both your own and secret, which makes it infinitely more valuable.

Setting Yzia on her feet, you crouch, and slide your hands up her thighs slowly, sliding the white silk of her gilt-edged tunic up her body. The revelation of golden curls above her otherwise bare sex makes you smile; she has it decoratively shaven into a trio of flames. She looks down at you as she lifts her arms helpfully. “This does not appear to be either sanctioned nor made by a wizard or sorceress of great power, Akko,” she accuses gently. “It must have been quite difficult for you to manage.”

“Difficult, yes; secret as well, yes. But the difficulty was not making it as much as making behave properly.” You slide the dress up higher, your hands sliding across her smooth, soft belly and up over her breasts, making her arch a little and hum pleasantly as you caress her nipples. “It is true I haven't the power or skills needed to create a wondrous, living place, or a glorious testament to my own power, but I did manage to make it behave in the two manners I needed most.”

She sighs and gathers her hand, twisting it and helping you slide the shift over the glorious waves of burnished gold. You have to wonder at the perversity of her choice in aasimar body; ifrits aren't especially similar to tieflings to you. “And what, pray tell, my dear treasure, have you made this place do that is so unusual?”

You discard her shift to the side, letting it fall upon the Wall of Force that serves as flooring here. “As the Astral to the Materials, so this place to the Astral.” You step closer, noting that she had once again matched you in height, though you still have the larger breasts and are more muscular (though not nearly as lean and powerful as Tzanzi).

For a moment she seems confused, and then realization dawns, her eyes widening and her pupils igniting in white light. “....but....how?!”

[] Start from the top and go down, while explaining.
[] Back down and go up, letting her wonder for a bit.
[] Caresses and kisses, murmuring a shorthand explanation.
[] Draw her into the bed and tease her intellect a little.
[] Write in?

>>1159064
>[x] Start from the top and go down, while explaining.
Down is the best direction.

>>1159064
>[] Draw her into the bed and tease her intellect a little.
She's pretty smart, isn't she?

>>1159064
>[] Draw her into the bed and tease her intellect a little.
>[] Start from the top and go down, while explaining.
I've missed Akko's lewdness

>>1159064
>[] Draw her into the bed and tease her intellect a little.
>[] Start from the top and go down, while explaining.

>>1159064
>[] Caresses and kisses, murmuring a shorthand explanation.

>>1159071
she is very close to Akko in terms of intelligence. Akko has a lot more wisdom however (as will be evidenced when I finish Akko's character sheet....again).

Hi XS! Happy to see you

>>1159064
>[] Start from the top and go down, while explaining.

>Compliment her for the wonderful work she has done selecting this shape. Tease her by saying you wouldn't even be bored if she adopted it again

I thought WIS was Akko's dump stat.

>>1159096
I'm not entirely clear on what Akko's dump stat is, if any. I vaguely recall Akko has a pretty low initiative?

>>1159096
>>1159099
Clearly Akko's dump-stat is sanity. How else would you explain all the things she does to stave off ennui?

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>>1159095
>Write in noted, will be added next post.

>>1159096
It is.

>>1159099
She does.

>>1159100
Well, that is a good point.

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[X] Start from the top and go down, while explaining.
[X] Draw her into the bed and tease her intellect a little.

You step backwards, smiling coyly at your companion and lover, before taking her hand and gently leading her towards the bed. “Surely you have wondered about this place – the Astral Fundament, I mean – have you not? Malleable to our thoughts, intensifying our magics, opening onto so many varied worlds and places and planes outside its own?” She follows, gazing at you with wonder filled eyes. You carefully step up and back, sliding yourself backwards onto the bed. “You are not incurious, Yzia my love; I know this for a fact.” She smiles at that, though her eyes still blaze with the surprise of your accomplishment.

Following you she slides elegantly onto the bed, crawling towards you as you crawl backwards, pushing pillows out of your way. “If I were to be honest, as I always strive to be with you, wicked githyanki that you are, I would have to admit that I have never truly explored the depths and niceties of this plane as I might have. There are elders among my kind who have done so, but they do so usually towards the end of their lives, moving past the existence we share into one we cannot.”

You feel a hot chill run up your spine, the revelation of something that no one has truly been privy to before being granted to you by your beloved dragon. Knowing as you do that the dragons here do not age, nor do they give birth normally....the merest suggestion that there is a way for them to grow that changes them beyond understanding is a treasure all its own to you.

As a reward you cease moving backwards and then crawl towards her, your hand meeting hers and helping her to rise to her knees just as you do. Lacing the fingers of your other hand with hers you lean into her, letting your breasts press firmly into hers, nipples hard and sensitive lightly caressing, then forcefully pressed together as you kiss her shoulder near her neck. She purrs as you kiss your way up to her ear so you may whisper to her. “It the Fundament can be transversed by thought and desire, then why can thought and desire not bring to us, what we seek instead?” She makes a curious, inquisitive sound that dissolves into a low, sweet moan as you lightly bite her ear, then slip your soft tongue along the smooth curl of her bizarrely rounded ear.

“So....you dreamed this place? You speak of things that are beyond we of the Outer Universe, and more of the Esoteric Kindred, Akko,” she murmurs softly. “Dreams – and nightmares – are the purview of others, as is the Astral.”

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She whimpers delicately as you lick down her jawline, only to lovingly take hold of her throat with your mouth, head tilted sideways and your hair caressing her breasts like obsidian silk. The soft squeeze you give dimples her skin with your spurs, as you run your tongue along either side of her trachea lovingly. Not dreamed – moved. My will and desire moved this place from where it might have been, to here. Whether it existed before then, well, I for one could not say. you bite just a little harder and then relax as she arches, her breasts sliding along yours as you move to kiss the other side of her neck and jawline. But here, time passes for us as it passes for the others in comparison to the material world. Here, a moment will be hours, days, years.

She shudders as you lick her ear lightly. “Wouldn't that mean that here, as in the Astral, you could....seek out curtains to other worlds?” She gasps loudly when your tongue traces illicit glyphs along the slopes of her breasts, and to your surprise and great pleasure she is blushing ever so lightly as she looks down at you.

“Not to other worlds or planes,” you murmur suggestively, as you open your mouth to take her nipple and glistening bronze aureole in for suckling.

She blinks and then her eyes widen as she realizes what you mean. “You mean to other parts of the Astral?!” Her reward is the firm, hard suckling that she receives and she throws her head back in ecstasy.

“Mhmn!” you agree, avoiding speaking with your mouth full. Teeth work lovingly and gently, and she clutches you close, a breathless gasp erupting from her as you lave her peak with your tongue.

[] Let her know exactly how you have linked your various personal holdings (and hers as well).
[] Let her imagine what you have accomplished so far in your experiments.
[] Talk is over, time to play.
[] Let her in on the more frightening, dangerous side of this particular trick you've managed.
[] Write in?

>>1159110
>[] Let her know exactly how you have linked your various personal holdings (and hers as well).

>>1159110

>Ask her why does she think you took her here, as you molest her sensually

>>1159110
>[] Let her in on the more frightening, dangerous side of this particular trick you've managed.

>>1159111

Not sure if telling her everything about it is a smart plan. Even if she almost certainly won't betray us.

>>1159110
>[] Let her know exactly how you have linked your various personal holdings (and hers as well).
>[] Let her in on the more frightening, dangerous side of this particular trick you've managed.

>>1159116
If she does betray Akko, I think this would be the least of our worries.

>>1159110
>[x] Let her imagine what you have accomplished so far in your experiments.
>[x] Talk is over, time to play.

Wonder if the ifrit sorceress would like a temporary golden tattoo being drawn on her.

Also, the half-orc is still bound, right? Poor dear, we have to give her her turn.

>>1159118

I'd rather say that if she ever betray Akko, it's be the least of HER worries.

>>1159110
>[] Let her in on the more frightening, dangerous side of this particular trick you've managed.
She'd probably be into that
>[] Talk is over, time to play.

>>1159110
>[] Talk is over, time to play.

>>1159120
That's probably how she prefers it. The longer she's tied up, the better, I'm sure!

>>1159120
Our schedule is full at the moment, so Kteine and Yashi are graciously filling in.

>>1159110
Also shit, this really is an impressive level of bullshit, though I'm not sure whether or not it's more just something any Gish/spellcaster who lived on the Astral and got gud does.

>>1159133
Not everyone does it or is capable of it, thought most high level casters can manage it. It's time consuming and requires dedication most of them don't bother with since certain ninth level spells serve as an adequate shortcut for doing the very same thing.

>>1159136
Did we accidentally cause a deadlock?

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[X] Let her in on the more frightening, dangerous side of this particular trick you've managed.
[X] Talk is over, time to play.
[X] Write in? What a lovely new form you've found for us to play with....but that is not entirely why I brought you here, my love, is it, hmmn?

You pull away with a soft gasp of your own and then move to her other breast. Yzia, her breasts heaving as she breaths quickly despite the lack of need for her to do so. You pause and look up at her, your lips curling into a smile that bares the tips of your spurs in a vague threat, though not necessarily directed at her. “Of course, having proved it possible means that anyone with enough desire and will could do something similar....and since I know of this place, it would stand to reason that a desire for a similar place would lead another here....” you let the implications of that little tidbit race through her mind as you roll her nipple around....or roll your tongue around....? Hmn. Well, you play with her nipple using your tongue; yes, that works.

She squirms, which is always an amusing thing to think of a dragon doing, as you release her hands to slides your own down her hips and along her derrière, cupping the soft fullness of it firmly. You take as much of her breast into your mouth as you can, careful to keep your spurs pressed against her skin, so you can suckle and play at the same time, making her cry out in shocked pleasure as you frame her aureole with your fang-like spurs and pull her soft flesh against them.

Of course there are two other qualities of this place that are slightly different.... you whisper into her mind. Those abilities that lengthen the existence of other magics work twice as well here – so your lovely, delectable choice in forms should last a bit longer..... You close your teeth on her swollen nipple and hold it firmly in place as you trace the edges of it with your tongue-tip, making her whine softly and draw her nails up your back. That sends shivers up your spine. And the other is to allow the casting of spells without need for movements or incantations or the simpler of symbolic materials.

That makes her laugh giddily. “Always seeking an edge over everyone else, my beloved Akko,” Yzia murmurs adoringly, the awe of your accomplishment still audible in the tone of her voice. She shudders and arches her back as you graze her breast with your spurs while pulling away, her aureolae slightly puffy from your avid attentions. “So they will not notice us gone for but a moment?”

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“The reverse would be true normally, but I have made yet other arrangements that will allow us more time here while they are stilled to non-time there. Call it a peculiarity of how we entered.” you didn't think she'd grasped how malleable this place is to your will yet, which is good, really. As she said, you do like having your advantages. Walking back on your knees, you lower yourself until you are almost parallel to the bed while you kneel, your arms wrapped around her thighs. “So in this particular instance while you indulge me in a fantasy, a few eye-blinks will happen there.” Glancing up at her you run your tongue into the clean, smooth cleft between her legs, your nose brushing the golden down above it.

“Ah! Tease!” complains as you stroke the soft folds and delicate petals of her sex. Interesting how complex aasimar are down there compared to tieflings and elves. More so than humans, you decide as you play amongst her petals and she runs her hands though your thick hair. A long, low moan tells you that you've found a nice spot to tease, and you do so, as she bid.

“And wh-ah-aht....Starfires, Akko, did you add more muscles to your toAAH!” You silence her complaint by demonstrating your non-manual dexterity on and about the very erect nub nestled safely amongst the folds at the apex of her sex. You dig your nails into her derrière as you ply your skills, and she yelps, thrusting her hips forward and her sex against your eager mouth. “AHN!”

It isn't long at all before she is tensing and breathing erratically....when she reaches that peak, you keep at her, making her suffer through another climax before relenting. She is a shaking, vulnerable mess by the time you pull back to sit on your haunches, looking at her as she collapses into a similar, though more splayed position. “It is very fortunate that you chose a form that has resistance to the fires and heat of the heavens,” you comment mildly, drawing on all but very the last of your arcane forces to imprint a spell into your mind from the nooshpere.

“Why is that dearest?' she asks breathlessly, looking up at you as your eyes glow with crimson light.

[] Show her.
[] Tell her.
[] Make her guess.
[] Explain in the most suggestive, intimate manner possible.
[] Write in?

>>1159140
>[] Explain in the most suggestive, intimate manner possible.

>>1159140
>[x] Show her.
ere we go

>>1159140

>[] Show her.

Let's demonstrate

> “It is very fortunate that you chose a form that has resistance to the fires and heat of the heavens,”

I love her gold-skinned aassimar form, but I hoped she'd be her dragon self for this

>>1159140
>[] Show her.

>>1159140
>[] Make her guess.

>>1159145
There will probably be time for that later, maybe. I think the name of the game now is role reversal

>>1159138
The more you request the longer it takes to write.

Also, preparing to receive a couple of refugees from the Oroville Dam spillway evacuations. Apparently the drought her in California is over.

>>1159153
Damn, hope it all goes well.

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[X] Show her.

You smile and gently place your splayed against her chest, between and slightly above her chest. Of course, while she may be taking the form of an aasimar, and she does gain their resistances and protections, she still remains a dragon in truth and thus utterly immune to nearly any flames save those of her own kind's breath (which not even the denizen of the Planes of Fire would be inured to). So it more a gentle lead in than any sort of actual relief in the form she has taken.

It isan unspoken law of the githyanki that amongst yourselves you do not take advantage of the Astral Fundament's inherently magical nature when casting spells for combat with one another. If one were to do so the Gish would overtake the Knights in any given conflict, which would not suit the githyanki as a whole. It would also suggest certain allowances be made for spellcasters that would incite Her Majesty to remove them nearly entirely from play, which would bode ill for the battle.

In private that is an entirely different matter. With the adjustments you made to this little demesne of yours, it is literally a simply coded thought and your body is engulfed in golden fire as you invoke The Form of the Alien Dragon. Long painstaking turns of study and planning and inscription allowed you to create this spell, and it works perfectly.

Size is relative, and while you might be of age as a githyanki, and nearly the same relative age as Yzia,your spell only manages to make you a slightly younger version of the same dragon as the sclae which you have used – one of Yzia's own. Thus, though you are her age, you are somewhat smaller than her own draconic form. That still manages to spill her back onto the bed, legs splayed, as your talons grasp her across the chest, lightly crushing her breasts, your blazing eyes seeing her glistening, metallic form and the glowing eyes that match your own, save yours are a deeper red than her flame colored ones. Your tail lashes slowly as you spread your wings in triumph, and you hiss softly.

I am not nearly so impressive as your grandiose form, but I am pleased to have managed this so well, you comment with feigned humility. Your lashing tail and shivering wings belies the tone of your thoughts of course; it will take time to familiarize yourself with the niceties of your new body. Naturally Yzia's shock is a pleasure to behold, and you run the length of your tongue across your fangs and lips, caressing the smooth scales of your snout. The spell that is commonly used by the githyanki spellcasters was too....limited for my much broader tastes. You inhale deeply, smelling Yzia's arousal, her excitement, tasting ti along your tongue in a manner that is much more intimate than you expected.

“Blood of the Dead Gods,” she murmurs softly, her hands sliding over your luminous crimson scales and ruby talons. The fains gold sheen she possesses in her natural form is also yours, and you preen mildly, sliding your other talons over her legs and trapping them wide and in place. “....when....how....” Unfortunately it does not take her long to realize the issues the form itself brings beyond merely the sensual and powerful. “It will not be long at all now, will it....” Yzia murmurs, the nuances of her words vibrant and telling in ways you couldn't have imagined before this moment.

No wonder people can't lie to dragons very well.

No, but I will make do. I have plans, and this raid will buy me time, and garner me more power and wealth – and information. You lower your head and taste her skin, sliding the multi-tendriled tongue along her breasts, one sliding around each nipple and pulling gently as you caress and lick the golden-bronze flesh of your lover. But that is for another time. I want you for myself now.... She arches as you slide your tail between her legs, caressing her thighs and belly with the thick, surprisingly supple diamond-shaped and softly barbed tip. If I am going to make love to you in my own form, I should know what feels good to yours, should I not?

“Except that I am the one you have pinned, my surprising, beloved, perverse treasure,” she points out mildly.

[] Well, you DO have to get used to all these new senses!
[] That is a good point, she should be worshiping your draconian might at the moment, naturally!
[] We have a small eternity, she can have another bout of pleaure at your hands.
[] She's bigger, she can have her turn second since you need to be VERY ready for such an act!
[] Write in?

>>1159167
>[] Well, you DO have to get used to all these new senses!

>>1159167
>[x] Well, you DO have to get used to all these new senses!
It only makes sense.

>>1159167
>[] She's bigger, she can have her turn second since you need to be VERY ready for such an act!

>>1159167
>[] Well, you DO have to get used to all these new senses!

>>1159167
>[] Well, you DO have to get used to all these new senses!
>[] That is a good point, she should be worshiping your draconian might at the moment, naturally!

>>1159167
>[X] She's bigger, she can have her turn second since you need to be VERY ready for such an act!
Yeah XS is back.

Apologies for the wait. Writing now.

>>1159199
No problems, emergency situations have a way of demanding priority after all

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[X] Well, you DO have to get used to all these new senses!

Your tongue slides from each of ther breasts to snake along the place between, to caress her throat, then her lips. She extends her own tongue, and you are shocked at the taste of her – not merely hers, but yours and Rana's. Each is distinct and intense, your kisses lingering along her flesh. She reaches up, caressing the smooth scales along the underside of your jaw. You have to admit you're surprised at the sensitivity of this flesh, these scales, this body. Even arousal permeates your flesh, the air around you, the air around her.

Patience my beautiful captive; I have only had moments to become used to the sheer volume of senses you have had your entire life! You deepen the kiss, slipping much of your tongue around and under and along her tongue, caressing it with the many fingertips (tonguetips?) your tongue possesses. You exhale, the breath making her skin shimmer with the waves of heat that escape your mouth. She moans and slips her fingers along your fangs and teeth, wrapping her hands about them. You shudder feeling the sensation despite the fact that she is touching your teeth.

You have a sudden and obscure desire to eat a few rubies and pieces of gold.

On the other hand, you have something much more delicious to explore before you, and you slip your tongue from her mouth, moving your head down her body and you slowly back off the bed, crushing the frame casually. You don't especially care either, not as Yzia spreads her legs further, placing her hands along her thighs in presentation, smiling beatifically. The scent of her is both delicious and forbidding, her flesh promising vengeance and punishment as well as delights and beauty. You think that is the aasimar's natural scent and flavor, to senses such as you possess.

Githyanki certainly smells like raw magic and the actinic tang of mental power – your lingering taste upon her secret flesh reveals that as you take your first taste of Yzia in this daunting form. Placing your claws on each of her ankles – an act which makes her shudder in delighted captivity – you let your tongue slide from belly to cleft, and deeper, exploring her in ways impossible for someone with a merely human tongue. Filling her as well; you are able to contract the muscles of your tongue to both shorten it and thicken it, much as hers was when you gave her the first kiss she had been given as a dragon. The taste of tainted purity is enough to nearly make you swoon; she writhes under you, sex and lust and joy (how lovely!) mingling with more ephemeral, less describable flavors such as divine threats and blasphemy.

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That last you also presume is a result of an aasimar body, but it could just be she's literally that perverse. You growl, a deep, menacing vibration that fills the small space and resounds around you; she actually shudders in fear and the explosion of sweet, hot terror is like nectar. Now I know why your kind made these bargains with my kind, you tease as you slide your tongue even deeper, pressing against her sensitive, unexplored womb with her own flesh and your extraordinary tongue.

“BLOOD, AKKO, JUST....[I]FUCK![/I]” she screams, her hands moving to grasp your tongue, pulling rather than pushing. You exhale, more heat from the furnace that is your body igniting the silk she lies upon, making her cry out in ecstasy. Such an intense reaction only encourages you; her draconic toughness remains, even in her altered form...and she asked for it....

Wrapping her shoulders and upper chest, then her midriff in your tail you half bind her arms, leaving her enough to tough your maw, your fangs, your tongue with, as you keep her steady so you can push the length of powerful meat harder into her gleaming body. The next exhalation sets fire to the bed, not merely igniting smoldering or half charring it; she cries out in the rush of pleasure at the flames and the incredible pressure of your tongue entering her womb in a burst of lustful, orgasmic, strangely shame-filled (silly aasimar) and deliciously fearful pleasure.

When you have had your fill of the delicious liquors....ah, no you haven't, not truly, but you can hear (?) her magics beginning to unravel and collapse. Only moments remain for her in this form. I am only sorry that you did not get to return the favor, you murmur into her mind, your sending filled with the glorious experience this has been.

Yzia the aasimar rolls slowly into a crouch, graceful and glistening in the remnants of the fire she's been made love to....well, mercilessly fucked in. She looks at you with glowing crossed pupils and a smile that makes you shiver in fear, your wings spreading and your claws literally growing longer, your tail lashing. “Oh Akko, dear, sweet Akko....what makes you think that I am not going to do so?” Her voice is sweetly indulgent, and thick with promises of divine wrath and holy sex.

[] ….wait, you're going to be changing back....
[] Yes, my love....
[] Be gentle; it's my thousandth time, but not like this!
[] Huh?
[] Write in?

>>1159218
>[x] Huh?
How could I resist?

>>1159218
>[] Yes, my love....

>>1159218
>[X] Huh?

>>1159218
>[] ….wait, you're going to be changing back....

>>1159218
>[] Yes, my love....

>>1159218
>[] Yes, my love....

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[X] Yes, my love....

You slowly move back – not cowering, no, merely getting out of her way – and control the monetary surge of fear she radiated. It was truly a radiance, a shimmering wave of power that erupted from her as she displayed her strength, her skills. The remnants of fear turn to fascination, the awareness of her aura of power breaking what little hold it had over you. You could do this, you're certain; this or something like this. Not with the spell as it is; you would have to develop the spell further, craft it with the power og the elders and adjust it to encompass an even deeper draconic nature.

Yzia laughs softly at you, looking up at you as you study her. “Even now your mind races, finding new things to create and manage, new experiences to explore, Akko. Is there nothing which is not an exploration of something else, beloved rider mine?”

You lower your head slightly, presenting the crest of horns you posses in acknowledgement of her accusation. No, my love....there is nothing in my life that would be called mundane. Even my few slaves are glorious and wondrous in their own ways. The sound of the spells fraying, slowly shattering like heated glass exposed to a sudden chill, are clearer and clearer. You reach out, your talons sliding gently across her face. You might be a smaller dragon, but you are still very large compared to a human frame. I will enjoy your attentions and love regardless of what form either of us wear my love. This has taught me much, even in these moments we have shared that I hope will bring you pleasure when I stand in the place you now reside in.

Eyes closed, Yzia caresses your claws, smiling and murmuring softly (a murmur you hear clear as the crystal bells you have made in your forges). “Oh my love, how long I have waited for such power yo be yours.”

stepping back she erupts in flames, her body breaking apart like frozen metal struck a shocking blow. Glowing blood – not magma, but something far hotter, far less solid – erupts in streamers, her limb cracking, bulging growing as the blood leaps back into them. You catch a glimpse – a tiny, fleeting, and without doubt absolutely forbidden glimpse of a fist sized core of white hot diamond in the center of her chest before she is once more whole and majestic before you, towering over you once again. Her horns and talons are longer, her scales even more sleek and they are deeper in tone, richer and more vibrant.

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Her eyes turn to you and she smiles in the manner of dragons, a thing without fang or facial movement, yet a smile nonetheless. Yzia rises, her wings spreading in threat, and she sings in your mind, rich and glorious draconic as it was meant to be experienced rather than heard. Oh, my beloved Akatmosoko, I have waited for this moment for centuries.... You feel your body flex, reacting instinctively to the threat, the desire, the sheer potency of her lust for you.

I promise that it will be everything you could have imagined, Yzidriava, and much more beside, you sing to her, your mind aware of her in every way, her very presence imprinting itself upon yours, even as yours does hers.

It would be so much better if you were more certain that she was just going to fuck you, and not battle you into submission.

>To Be Continued....

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Thank you all for your patience, for reading, and for playing. We will return next Sunday, at 11:00 pm, for continuance.

And what seems to be headed towards lesbian D/s dragon sex.

>>1159272
Thanks for running! Sound good to me.

>>1159272

Thanks for running!

I will stay for a short while to answer any questions or annoy people before my guests arrive.

>>1159272
Thank you for running!

We'll still have time for the other three things, right?

>>1159272
Thanks for writing.

>>1159285
Yes, that was Akko's purpose behind revealing this place. All five will be done.

>>1159289
Since she said she'd waited for 'this moment', did Yzia know Akko was capable of this kinda spell before? Or did she just mean in a more general sense of dominating her in Dragon form?

>>1159289
Thanks for running XS, Good to hear your life got a bit easier.

>>1159295
The more general sense of the situation. Form of the Alien Dragon is a spell no one has ever seen in most of the strongholds she knows of, and Yzia wasn't aware such a spell existed.

>>1159311
Thank you again. The well wishing seems to have helped.

>>1159315
Thanks for running, XS.