ɪ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀꜱ

– forced a moan from lungs. She was driving her hips forward now, pushing the limb deeper against her hole as it aggressively thrust against her. Her legs were twitching. She felt like she was going to cum just from this . . . How pathetic.

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– around one another and wrestled. Her tongue wrestled as if it was greedy for more. Her body felt so hot despite her clothes being torn clean away. She would part her lips for air. She kept exhausting it all while making out with the limb . . . The smack to her dripping cunt –

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𝑵- . . 𝑵𝒐, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓- . . . 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒕? 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅? 𝑴𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 . . . . She groaned under the tendril that forced her soft lips around it. Her tongue flattened itself against it as they swirled –

- thick wet slap

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– part of her body, it was being squeezed, stroked, or played with. As the limb grinded between her thighs, it was getting damp with the summoner's aroused fluids. 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒔, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒎 𝑰? 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 . . .

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Aria's body gently swayed with the appendages holding her in the air as the tendrils rolled forward and back, grinding deeply between her damp cunt. She whispered "𝒐𝒉 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌," as her fists clenched. She was being overstimulated in such a rapid way. If there was a sensitive –

- appendages to constantly grind against her lower lips.

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All of this over some lousy party members that left her for dead. Only- . . Well, a 𝑮𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑶𝒗𝒆𝒓 didn't seem likely as the tendrils coiled around the summoner and removed everything they could find. Squirming didn't help. It seemed to just make them aggressive.

- they weren't letting go

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– more aggressive as she continued with her rear gently clapping with the creature's lap. More and more, her stomach was lightly bulged with the oversized girth occupying her tight hole. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑. 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒑.

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Aria hung her head forward to hide the blush that was spread across her cheeks! The teasing wasn't helping the situation. "I just- . . . I just wanted to, nghh, calm him down. This is what he 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 wanted." Aria sat further upright. Her own movements started to get –

+ back in without that much effort, after all." Sure, he stretched her out earlier, but that was still impressive how she could take him back in on her own.

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– quiet "𝒐𝒉, 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 . . ." before rolling her hips against the needy creature's lap. The rhythmic hip rotations made the creature huff in obvious satisfaction. "M- . . Medea, just– . . . Just keep him here for now. Ngghhhh . . . Huff . . . ."

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– In a way that was much more gentle than before, the summoner pushed her weight down against the shaft and reintroduced it to her tight walls. Aria pushed further. She backed up until the tip of the creature's oversized girth was almost kissing her womb. She whimpered out a –

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Aria exhaled . . . Clock was ticking. I guess she had to fix her mistakes. Aria stepped around and mounted the creature's hips with a quick swoop of the leg. She'd lean forward and reach back, flattening her palm against the oversized girth to point it towards her lower lips. –

+ bindings are to protect Aria. It's nothing against you."

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Where does pure incompetence end and self-sabotage begin? If you ask Aria: others are out to get her, and monsters just want to use her. The problem is when those two things intersect like they did today.

You would think by now - after all the times that this has happened - that she would get better at vetting the parties she ended up working with . . . . Some part of the aberration tells it that she might just like answering for her crimes more than getting the loot.

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Aria covered her face. Uggghhh, she had to finish what she started, didn't she!? In response to the other mage, she regretfully nodded at the offer to reposition him in a better way. "Fine, fine, 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆. I'll fix this stupid mess before it's too late . . ."

+ Unless you want me to remove them entirely, although that's not something I'd recommend."

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Aria met a goblin who confidently announced himself as "𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝑨𝑹𝑮𝑬!" In a drunken bet, Aria put gold down on him making that stupid name up. . . . He didn't make it up, and Aria didn't actually have any gold to bet. She's busy paying for her debt another way. 💧

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* ‍ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄, 𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐆𝐎𝐃 ⛧@elven_ambrosia

Now you've got Aria flipping through her book of summons for a solution . . .

⠀ Some rough sex would fix me . ⠀

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– were able to be projected to one another. It seemed to work. Aria inquired of the creature: " No hard feelings, right . . ? " . . . It just glared. " . . . I can send you home if you just tell me. " Some silence. Then a response. " Let me finish, then you can send me off. "

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– very simple spell that psychically links the minds of entities! It even works on creatures. Aria quickly cast the spell. And for the sake of not leaving the other mage out of the loop, she was also linked as to have a part of this conversation. Suddenly, their thoughts –

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"Bleh . . . Doesn't killing it seem inhumane? After all I'm 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 the only reason he's here." A new idea. She actually could just ask. While Aria isn't an incredibly proficient mage by any means, she does know a few tricks. For example: Telepathic Bond. It's a –