“Bai?”






Bai looked up from her meal to see a half-elf approaching her, peering at her face to match to an uncertain memory. The gentle purple glow of the other woman’s eyes was unmistakable.






“Syllin! How are you? Sit down, sit down,” Bai insisted, patting the bench n

“Happy birthday, sweetness.” Emily woke to a voice purring from the end of her bed. She stirred, her eyes blinking open to behold a curvy female figure bathed in moonlight from her open window. Persephone, her friend and housemate, had clearly decided to give her birthday gift the moment the date ticked over.

Persephone was nude, revealing that she’d shifted her body into something slightly inhuman. Her eyes shone in the darkness, catlike, and a pair of

Experimentation




Rhiannon bent her dinner forward over the table and spread his cheeks. He had a name, with a little thought she'd probably be able to remember it, but at this point it really wasn't relevant. What was relevant was that he'd gotten a hard on when she'd approached him in The Vivid and proposed sodomising and devouring him, and it hadn't faded once they were back at her place and her feeldoe was poking out o

Odessa put down her rolling pin when she heard the pleasant chime echo through her kitchen. It had been a worthwhile addition to the wards on the door, she thought, so much less irritating than people knocking. She opened the door and smiled at the half-elf on the other side, giving the other woman a quick once over. The robes she wore were close-fitting, giving the matronly

tiefling

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Family Matters






Taylor was lying on her bed, three fingers in her fillet and the centrefold of


Bon Appétit Magazine


spread out before her. The woman in the picture was lying face down in a roasting pan, her arms and legs bound underneath her, her skin glistening with marinade. The

The Movements of Your Soul






Liz held her breath as her laptop booted up. She was sure everything would be fine, she'd double and triple-checked the cameras and microphones, but there would be no time now to fix anything that went wrong...






Nothing did, with the cameras at least. They were showing

Wild Harpy Chase






Kiran stepped into the Lounging Lamia and smiled as she sniffed the air. Wine, women and roasting meat, everything an inn should have. Being a Shadizari inn, there was a greater degree of overlap between the second and third items than usual, but that suited her just fine.






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