Smik 2017/10/13(Fri)20:43 No. 836522 ID: 2474dd
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It's late.
Or early.
At any rate, it's a terrible time for a phone call.

Check the time?

Smik 2017/10/13(Fri)20:46 No. 836524 ID: 2474dd
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"Hello?"

You're not at all awake yet. The voice on the other end says a bunch of things but the only thing you can really make out is...

"... 7 days..."

Smik 2017/10/13(Fri)20:47 No. 836525 ID: 2474dd
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The voice repeats itself but you're still nowhere near awake enough to understand much more than...

"7 days".

You feel a chill in the room.

Smik 2017/10/13(Fri)20:48 No. 836526 ID: 2474dd
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You ask the voice to repeat itself once again.

It's irritated. The room becomes chillier, darker. But you're still not very awake and all you really comprehend is...

"7 days".

Just... louder 7 days.

Smik 2017/10/13(Fri)20:51 No. 836527 ID: 2474dd
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"... wait... is this... Sadako?"

"Good gracious Barry, did you sleep with her too?"

Smik 2017/10/13(Fri)21:18 No. 836531 ID: 2474dd
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It takes a few moments before you recognize the voice.

"Nem?"

Nem is the cutest grim reaper goat-girl you've ever met. She's also the only grim reaper goat-girl you've ever met. That doesn't take away from how cute she is. She also host some kind of weird dating show.

Nem: Yes Barry, it's Nem. Nemain Morrigan?

"Oh don't worry baby, no way I'd forget a cutie like you,"

Nem: Barry.

"Yeah baby?"

Nem: Don't call me 'baby'.

"Yes M'am,"

Nem: OK, so how much of '7 days' did you get?

"The 7 days part," you reply, "Could you repeat the whole thing again?"

Nem sighs. The room chills again.

Nem: Barry, I just got word from a college of mine that you have 7 days to live.

Shiiiiiiit. Maybe you should have called Sadako back.

"OK, OK, no problem. I'll just call Sadako and..."

Nem: You DID sleep with her too?

"... maybe a little..."

Nem: ... I hope you're joking. I was joking before. Barry please tell me you're joking.

You try to think of a response.

Nem: You're not joking, I don't want to know. Look, you're my friend, Barry. And you're going to die. And it's not Sadako. Not yet at least.

You rub the sleep from your eyes.

"Is there anything I can do about it?"

Nem: I couldn't be calling you if there wasn't, Barry. Listen, do you remember how many ... otherworldly ladies you might have been with lately?

How many otherwordly ladies have you been with lately?
A: Three.
B: Five.
C: Seven.

Author note: I meant 'colleague'

>>836531
>A: Three.
Because 4 is the number of death

>>836531
>do you remember how many ... otherworldly ladies you might have been with lately?
I misread that as "other ladies."

>>836541
Heh, no -- Nem's still a virgin.

>>836533
That is exactly why I didn't make '4' an option.

Would you like to roll your ladies or choose your ladies?

>>836543
I have no faith in anons to pick ladies so I'd go with roll. Also classic Smik with the midnight quests

C. Seven.

Three. The less child support due the better.

"... Define 'women'. Because I dated five... um... well, I dated five period."

>>836531
B. Five, enough to put on a corner of a pentagram each; large enough to know our hero's a playa; and small enough to be managible if what I think the direction of this quest is going.....

Three, let's not bite off more than we can chew.

Smik 2017/10/14(Sat)10:17 No. 836615 ID: 2474dd
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Because we can, we shall use an average. You tell Nem you've recently been with 4 ladies.

Nem: Lovely. I hope you at least remember their names, because one of them is the reason why you will die in 7 days. Could be a curse, could be a unique std - supernaturally transmitted disease. Did you use protection?

>>836544
We will be rolling your ladies.

DO you remember their names?

1. If you choose to remember their names, you will gain the SENSITIVE trait. This will prevent you from being accidentally insensitive to others and improve your romantic favour, but it will also prevent you from acting insensitive -- you can never be a "badman". You will also know more about each lady.

2. If you only remember a few names, you will gain the ROMANTIC trait. You will remember the name of at least one lady and know a lot about her, and you might remember more than one. You will have an improved relationship with these favourites, but you also won't be able to ignore their requests either and complications may arise as a result.

3. If you don't remember any names, you will gain the CALLOUS trait. You'll need to refer to your Black Book to remember who these spooky chicks are. This allows you full freedom of action but you won't remember anything about them beyond your notes.

Did you use protection?

A. "Always, b-- I mean, m'am,"
You always carry at least 2 condoms on you and insist you use them. This gives you the CAREFUL trait, and while you might not be careful about how many supernatural honeypots you dip your stick in, it means you at least have some idea about the potential consequences. While it will make you better prepared in situations it also means you won't be able to take clearly risky actions.

B. "Her body, so it's on her to make sure nothin' happens, right?"
You carry a condom on you, but you only use it if she asks. No trait.

C. "YOLO, right?"
You like to live life to the fullest. This gives you the BRAVE (some might say 'reckless') trait and will allow you to jump in and do things that other people might think twice about. It also means you don't get scared easily. Some might say you're not smart enough to get scared when you should.

>you also won't be able to ignore their requests either and complications may arise as a result.
Yeah that doesn't sound like a horribly bad idea when at least one of these chicks wants us dead.

CALLOUS and BRAVE for traits, thanks, information is nice but it's not worth limiting how we can act.

B-Romantic. Double B.

Fuck it, let's go callous and brave. This will definitely not end poorly

>>836615
Double A!

If you're friends, is "m'am" really an appropriate title either? I mean, I guess if she's got you suitably intimidated, but not as a normal form of address.

>>836625
Sounds good to me.

rolled 5 = 5

---

>>836619
>>836625
>>836626
>>836627
>>836629

Suggestions:
1 - 3C
2 - 2B
3 - 3C
4 - 1A
5 - 2B

Smik 2017/10/14(Sat)11:37 No. 836637 ID: 2474dd
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"Well I definitely remember Lilly and Red," you tell Nem.

Hard to forget Lillian Marcelino Galilei Lilith the 4th. Or Lilly. She usually just goes by Lilly, but when you first meet her she makes you say her full name repeatedly until she thinks you've got it memorized.

Lilly. A bit of a mad scientist. Definitely a mad engineer, demon, and owner of great tits. She has, on multiple occasion, asked if she can amputate a non-vital part of your body for science. She once asked for your spleen, just to see if you knew it was vital.

Lives in a broken, floating tower that takes a special rite just to reach. Somehow has Internet.

You remember your first date well.

Do you reminiscence your first date now, or would you rather do that later?

Sure, let's see it.

>>836637
Sure, let's think.

Smik 2017/10/14(Sat)12:23 No. 836655 ID: 2474dd
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You think back to that magical first night.

Perhaps "Magical" is the wrong word. After Nem completed the rites to open the portal to Lilly's place, she told you to remember what she did or getting back could be difficult.

"I mean, there's a really fast way to get back but you won't like the sudden stop at the end," she added and gave you a serious look.

1. Did you remember the rites? If you did, you have the OBSERVANT trait. Being observant will grant extra information or allow you to recall things easily. If you didn't, you have the LUCKY trait, which will tilt the story in your favour occasionally.

She also advised against wearing a hat.

You found out why immediately upon entering -- there's a sudden but brief rush of wind upon arriving. Then you are alone in the darkness near the edge of... some sort of stone ledge? There's a thick mist that swirls lazily around you. Ahead of you appears to be a dilapidated apartment building that looks like it was built in the 20's.

You feel like someone is watching you, but other than the moon and the starlight there is nothing. As you are ROMANTIC, you brought a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates for Lilly.

Did you CALL OUT FOR LILLY or did you ENTER THE BUILDING to look for her on your own?

We are lucky and we decided to go inside and look for her.

>>836655
Lucky.

And you called out, cause it's rude to just go barging into someone's home.

Rites? Not on the first date, buddy!
Call out, it's more romantic that way.

Lucky bastard has entered the Building.

>>836655
Yeah, fuck this thinking shit, let's just be lucky. Call her name.

Smik 2017/10/14(Sat)19:17 No. 836729 ID: 2474dd
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You now have the LUCKY trait (your traits are LUCKY and ROMANTIC).

You call out for Lilly (at the time, you called out 'Lilith') but it's like your voice is swallowed up by the atmosphere around you. No echo. No response.

You are watched.

You hope Nem didn't screw up and send you to the wrong place, you have no idea how to return home.

Did you CALL OUT LOUDER, try to ENTER THE BUILDING or REFLECT ON YOUR INVENTORY?

You threw a pebble at the window like a true romantic

Smik 2017/10/15(Sun)00:11 No. 836765 ID: 2474dd
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>>836732
Your pebble sails through the gap in one of the broken windows.

>>836765
And then it hits Lilith in the eye! XD

>>836767
Even if she was sitting there she almost always wears those stupid goggles of hers. You don't know why she insists on hiding those pretty green eyes of hers... but you're getting ahead of yourself...

>>836769
>goggles
At least she learned her lesson from the previous boyfriend that threw rocks at her window! Must've hurt like hell when he hit her eye!

Well.... shit.

Smik 2017/10/15(Sun)16:27 No. 836947 ID: 2474dd
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No advancing suggestion received in time; defaulting to second place "Enter Building"

You hesitantly approach the door of the apartment. The inside is wrong. Your footing feels unsure and the perspective is broken.

You look to your right and see what appears to be an elevator near the end of the hall.

You look to your left and see some stairs.

It is dark and dingy here, but it should be darker.

Did you:
1. Try the elevator?
2. Try the stairs?

>>836947
Try the stairs, elevators are deathraps.

Try the elevator. Do you LOOK like somebody who'd take the stairs first?

Take the elevator no use in getting your suit dirty

Smik 2017/10/15(Sun)17:08 No. 836967 ID: 2474dd
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With some difficulty, you make your way to the elevator doors. The ground is tilted oddly and you have to lean against the wall to keep your footing.

There's only two working buttons on the elevator panel -- the rest have fallen off leaving exposed wires that look sharp and uninviting to touch.

As the Lobby button still works, you push for floor "*". The doors slam shut and after an unpleasant, jarring shudder the elevator leaps upwards.

Almost as suddenly, it comes to a stop and shakes -- you almost lose your footing. The lighting dims and you hear a heavy, damp 'whud' against the ceiling. Black ichor begins to ooze around the maintenance hatch above before is stumbles loose -- it's fall interrupted by a long, thick strand of a mucus-like slime.

The hatch is blocked by some black mass, which suddenly opens up to reveal a mouth or sphincter, lined with gleaming white... things.

The smell that floods the constrictive area is hot and rotting, like a mixture of fetid dish water and halitosis.

After heaving for a few moments, a whispering, guttural, genderless voice from deep within asks "What will you give me?".

What do you reply?

A heckin good time

Some chocolate and flowers

"The breath from my lungs, the spit from my heads, and five bucks. Pick one."

>>836967
It's a good thing we know this doesn't kill us, since we're currently remembering this!

However, we don't have any plot armor to protect us from an injury of some kind. So let's be careful.

"An answer to your question."

rolled 2 = 2

---

Lack of any consensus means RNG

1. A heckin good time
2. Some chocolate and flowers
3. The breath from my lungs, the spit from my heads, and five bucks. Pick one.
4. An answer to your question.

Smik 2017/10/16(Mon)11:14 No. 837183 ID: 2474dd
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Deep within the creature there's a gurgling that sounds like rapid indigestion.

"Whoah shit, are you actually that corny?" the guttural voice asks.

There is a pause.

"I LIKE CORNY!" the voice roars, and with a squelch a creature that looks like a cross between a prolapse and a lamprey eel bursts through the maintenance hatch and moves towards you.

"Why don't you whip you dick out," it gurgles, "And put it in me,"

What did you do?

1. You screamed like a normal person.
2. You put the flowers and chocolates in the maw instead.
3. You stalled: "We just met, Baby! Why don't we get to know each other first?"
4. You whipped it out and prayed it was a bluff.
5. You shrugged, whipped it out, and stuck it in. It wasn't the first time you've put your dick in a questionable orifice.

3. You sure you got the right resident of this tower?

3, with a side order of two. RNG did say we offered chocolate and flowers, after all.

5

5 is always the correct response to any situation.

2. You're a man of your word.

5.

>>837183
3

5 Is the only answer.

rolled 4 = 4

---

Resolving impassé

1=3
2=3
3=5
4=2
5=5
6=3
7=5

Smik 2017/10/16(Mon)21:56 No. 837310 ID: 2474dd
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You shove the flowers and chocolates into its maw.

Smik 2017/10/16(Mon)21:58 No. 837311 ID: 2474dd
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The creature pauses and then suddenly retracts back into the ceiling with a squelch and a blurp.

Smik 2017/10/16(Mon)22:13 No. 837315 ID: 2474dd
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The demoness you know as Lilly pops down as the creature retracts. She's got talons for feet, harpy-like wings, and a large pair of black horns. She's holding a tablet in one hand.

She turns to you and speaks. Her voice reminds you of Betty Boop or Harley Quinn -- it's a high pitched, warbley, somewhat chirpy tone.

Lilly: Wellll OK then, that coulda gone bettah. So, couldja tell me exactly where you went from 'scared' to 'let's stick some junk in its mouth'? Oh geez, it's when I toldja to put your dick in me, ain't it? You saw tru my bluff, didnja? I knew I shoulda said somethin' else, but I couldn't resist y'know? Wanted to see whatchu'd do if some nasty monster toldja to whip it out.

She taps and traces on her tablet, clearly taking notes. She seems to be ignoring you, but halfway into a terribly complex and alien looking equation she says: "So, your tongue only works for talk'n to monstas or you just tak'n in by my scientific beauty?"

What did you do?

1. "Sorry Baby, calculating the divine curvature of your fine breasts really are taking up all my computational abilities right now,"
2. "Kinda hoping you'd be more monsterous looking, actually."
3. "Lady I came here for a date, not to play guinea pig to your crazy-ass experiments. If we keep going down this route, you gotta pay out with some booty"
4. "Wait, you got Internet up here?"
5. _______________

4.

2

>>837315
2

And ask her if the flowers and candy at least tasted good.

What is that accent? Where are we? New Jersey?

You got any other monster forms? I figure you could gussy them up to meet someone's fetish.

>>837315
4

I don't see anything but 1 and 4 resulting in a second date.

rolled 1 = 1

---

Resolving impassé
Note: Once Barry's character is established this method will change.

1=4
2=2
3=2
4=4

>>837390
You have to pick one. As to second dates, please note that this is a flashback and Barry has already slept with Lilith. Your answers will alter the strength of the relationships, Barry's character, and the character of the ladies to an extent. Once set, don't expect them to be so fluid.

Smik 2017/10/17(Tue)13:35 No. 837430 ID: 2474dd
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Lilith is delighted to show you how she has Internet in a place where reason is twisted and the precious logic required by digital devices is normally corrupted beyond hope.

She jams her finger into one of the exposed wires and the elevator lurches upwards again until it reaches the top floor and then goes a bit farther.

She yanks you out of the elevator on to one of the roof-top landings of the old building. There in front of you, glowing with a deeply unpleasant light, is ... a tower device of some sort.

Lilly: All right, I present to you -- my WHY-FI! And dat's dubbuyah-aych-y fi, not the regulah way. 'Cause it's like, 'why does dis work'? OK, so yah know dat sin is totally combustible, right? Or maybe ya don't? Well, it is and dat's why hell's got this reputation for be'n hot. It ain't hot, but for da damned it sure is 'cause we trow their whole spiritual essences in da furnaces to use as fuel. I suppose you could say we burn souls, but we ain't really burn'n their souls, we're just burning their sins. We're really do'n them a favour. Nobody seems to understand that. Anyhow, typical hell-furnace burns off all da sin, right? Then spits out the spent spirit and we sends that back to where it came from 'cause who needs 'em, right? Well it turns out that there's a side effect wot wrecks digital devices 'cause they gotta be all precise and logical, ya follow me?

So for da longest time, we've been think'n that we gotta dampen our furnaces, but that really kills their powa output, y'know? Not healthy for us eitha. But I started to look at what's on da Internet. REALLY look at what's on it. Really, REALLY look at it. Make a long story short...

"Too late", you thought to yourself.

Lilly: We didn't need to dampen our furnaces, all we needed was a way to sink some o' the INSANITY. So's what I do is I host some of the weirdest porn, conspiracy theories and other dumb shit dat's on the Internet. The server acts as a sort of chaos-insanity sink n' I can use my devices just fine. Didja know the Internet thrives on the stuff? Freak'n thing's got amazing broadcast power.

She talked more nonsense for some time, but it's clear she loves it and you just listen quietly. Being a nerd, you are a little curious in how she masks some of the behind-the-scenes work and she explains at length until you wish you hadn't. You also discover that she's got an amazing collection of hentai games and pornography which she keeps for 'scientific reasons'.

As she gives you a tour of her labs, you notice how she's done a remarkable job at renovating the apartments into a decent replication of Frankenstein's lair.

She also has a disquieting amount of anatomy in preserving jars. You are pretty sure she could build 2-3 full humans with the parts she's collected. She also has several completely alien specimens. And several mutant-looking penises and what appear to be vaginas that she's holding 'for a friend'.

Despite her clothing remaining irritatingly in place, you're nerd enough to actually be enjoying yourself. Her computers are cool, she's already beaten Cup Head with an A-rank, and if you ever want to borrow some hentai you know who to call.

Still, an hour later you decided it was time to move the date forward.

What did you do?

A. Showed her your Cuphead skills.
B. Got her to shut up by putting your dick in her mouth. Careful of the fangs.
C. Asked her if she was interested in doing some 'science' with you.

A.

C. "But then that means you have a precarious situation in the spirit fuel economy. In the very likely event that the mortal world 'declares' hell won the apocalypse (for some stupid ass reasons that don't even make sense), you'll oversaturate the market for a few years and then out come the nukes. Instant infernal economic collapse. So you're constantly trying to find the correct corruption point between 'sin generating more sin' and 'total anarchy pollution'.

So, does heaven enslave virtuous souls until they get sick and tired of being virtuous for their fuel?"

>crazy demon nerd just wants someone to explain her crazy science to
That's cute.

A. Seems a logical progression from talking about her tech to playing with some of it.

>>837430
A. Showed her your Cuphead skills.
Wait a minute... how long ago was this date if she already has cuphead?

C. Completing the tutorial does not count as 'mad skillz'.

Smik 2017/10/17(Tue)21:49 No. 837540 ID: 2474dd
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>>837445
Actually not that long ago. Barry has gotten a lot of spooky booty in a short span of time, which is precisely the problem because it makes identifying which spooky booty will kill him much harder (also the whole point of the Quest).

You decided to show Lilly your Cuphead skills.

As you play, you realize that while Lilly is quite good at the game...

A. ... you are better! You beat her record and smiled smugly.

B. ... you are not. You bow to Lilly's elite gamer skills.

C. ... you are better, but you decide to almost-but-not-quite beat Lilly's record. It's a good way to make progress with the ladies.

>B. ... you are not. You bow to Lilly's elite gamer skills.
She's better, but instead of bowing out respectfully, you try to cheat with real world distractions. Sexy ones.

C. Can't be a casual, but gotta be romantic about this. As romantic as some quick Cuphead can be, I guess.

C) In a "sharper reflexes, lower intelligence" kind of way - why do you keep forgetting to use your limit break? Also, you're literally blue-green colorblind and you STILL can't tell how pink something has to be before you can parry it! And then - oh, did you beat the final boss already?

Smik 2017/10/17(Tue)22:56 No. 837559 ID: 2474dd
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Lilith was shocked and even a little suspicious of how close you come to beating her best record.

She turned and looked you as dead in the eyes as she could while wearing those goggles.

Lilith: Huh... tell ya what, champ. You beat my record on King Dice, an' I'll letcha fuck me in the ass and then cum in my mouth.

You were shocked at the sudden shift in the date.

Lilith: Dead serious.

You cough once. Lilith doesn't break eye contact as she's sizing you up. Then she relaxes somewhat and grins sharply.

Lilith: Awww, ya don't have to actually fuck me in the ass if that's not whatchaw into. But I thought it was a pretty good porn-standard offer to getchoor attention. I think you're hold'n back n' I dun like that. So c'mon nerd, let's see whatcha made of.

What did you do?

A. Of COURSE you took her up on her offer. And you won, naturally.
B. Of COURSE you took her up on her offer. But she cheated and you failed to beat her record.
C. You refused to take her up on her offer, because you are a man of standards and you got laid on your own natural charm and not because she lost a foolish bet. Then you beat her record, just to prove a point.

A

>>837559
Wait wait wait. Stakes in bets go two ways. If her ass is on the line, we should stand to lost something too. (Probably an organ to science, the way this is going).

>what do
A

Refuse the offer, but play the stage. Fight King Dice by moving to the backs of his hands, the cards won't walk there and you can cheap-shot him with attrition.

K. I mean C.

rolled 4 = 4

---

Resolving impassé.

Side note: If you lost a piece of anatomy, you would have been notified in the flashback option. Also if there was a penalty for losing, she would have stated it already. Clearly she has other reasons for the challenge.

1=A
2=A
3=C
4=C

Smik 2017/10/18(Wed)13:12 No. 837690 ID: 2474dd
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You refuse the offer on gentleman's principle, but then beat her record anyway just to demonstrate you could and if you WERE a scallywag, she'd be getting it in the end.

You have obtained the GENTLEMAN trait - you gain an overall boost to your charisma and poise, but you may no longer use SCOUNDREL tactics to get into a lady's pants. Some spooky girls can see into your very soul and will pick up on this, for better or worse.

Lilly laughs in triumph.

Lilly: HAH, I KNEW IT, ya dawg! You were just play'n weak, just to get into my pants!

You began to point out the flaw in her approach, as she was offering a porno-level sexual encounter to prove you were trying to manipulate her into a sexual encounter, but Lilly interrupts you.

Lilly: Jokes on you chuckles, I was already plann'n on lett'n ya in my pants! But now I proved my thesis AND I know somethin' 'bout your character! So it's a win in my book!

You spent a few moments trying to follow her logic before it started to give you a headache and instead decided to focus on the 'getting into her pants' part.

Lilly: Yeah, you seem like a noice guy and it's been awhile. So ya wanna? I kin get some drinks on if you need some help relax'n. Don't worry 'bout a condom, it's not like we're biologically compatible or anytin.

She catches the look you give her.

Lilly: Wot I mean is, my body temperature is way too high for anything you leave in me to survive for long, an' your body temperature is way too low for anything in me to live in you. I'm not say'n ya can't physically put it in me and have a lotta fun, I'm just say'n plan on adopting if we evah get hitched.

She titters musically.

Lilly: An' I don't think we're psychologically compatible for marriage, y'know? So relax. You like anythin' in particular? You kin go in my backdoor if that's whatcha like, but I only mention'd it 'cause the anal stuff is in vogue right now. It's not like it's my fetish or anythin', but I'm OK with it.

What did you want from the encounter? You may pick multiple options, but the suggestions here will define Barry's own kinks as well as his own 'style'.

A. As much as the possibilities intrigued you, you really just wanted some vanilla sex.
B. She offered some backdoor action and there was no way you were going to say no to that.
C. Honestly you were more interested in seeing what demon tasted like.
D. She has handle-bars on her head. Clearly they are there for one reason, despite the fangs.
E. You spent considerable attention on her fine ta-tas.
F. Lilly has an operating table with straps. You played 'doctor' on her.
G. Lilly has an operating table with straps. You had her play 'doctor' on you... minus her passion for amputations of course.

Lilly was rolled to be one of your favourites; now that you've gotten an idea of what she's like, why is she one of your favourites? Pick one only as all suggestions will count.

1. She's a cute nerd.
2. She's stacked.
3. She's nuts/kinky.
4. You have a thing for mad scientists.
5. You always wanted to have sex with a demon.
6. Something else?

ADE, 1.

A, E, 1, 5. Honestly, you'd have to be this bland to stay sane with a were-lamprey.

A, E, 2, 4, 6: She's not only a demon but some kind of shapeshifter.

>>837690
C, D, G

6: She's just an all around blast to hang out with.

>>837690
B, 4 5. IF the lady offers it's rude to say no.

ACD : 1

G 4

>>837704
Supported especially the her being fun part.

Smik 2017/10/18(Wed)17:50 No. 837767 ID: 2474dd
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Lilly smiled.

Lilly: Awright then, sounds like fun. Hey... lemmie take these goggles off. Wanna enhance this series of experiments.

Lilly wasn't kidding when she said her body was hotter than normal; if she were human you'd have called an ambulance. Her skin was silky and the heat of her fingertips penetrated deeply across your neck, back and chest. Her kisses were even hotter, and while the temperature wasn't painful, it was shocking. Not as shocking as discovering that Lilly has two very agile tongues -- or one very long, extremely agile split one.

The temperature difference works both ways as sometimes when you press your lips against her body, she let out a surprised "Oh!" before breaking into a titter again. It made tending to her nipples extremely easy and exciting, judging by her reaction.

She tasted fine -- she was someone who took care of herself -- but there was something... smokey... in the way she smelled. You couldn't actually detect smoke, but inhaling her subtle scent made you cough and while it didn't quite burn, you could feel heat right in your lungs. She's understanding and says that 'it happens' with humans, letting you know it was OK to stop, but you powered through with rewarding results.

She's even warmer on the inside. The novelty plays hell on your stamina (perhaps literally), and even a brief trip 'round her back proved too much for you.

When you were spent, she lead you over to her lab as requested and latched you down to the table. You felt more than a little nervous when she reached for a scalpel, but she seemed to like to use it more as a prop than anything else. Just enough to keep you on edge. And those teeth! The hot little points of her fangs had surprising effects on you.

By the time she was finished, she was drenched in your sweat and juices. The smell of demon sex is pungent and you're sure the room was as hot as a sauna when it was all done.

LUCKILY, Lilly was more than happy to help you get home afterwards with her 'new and improved, safe for humans' portal.

BARRY is now mostly into VANILLA SEX but he does enjoy some bondage and while not overly generous is a giving lover. He also has a NERD GIRL fetish.

Aww we never got to see her harpy feet, was a cute date tho

Smik 2017/10/18(Wed)18:23 No. 837777 ID: 2474dd
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Nem: Barry?

Nem's voice shakes you from your memory.

Nem: She... took off her goggles?

Whoah, were you unconsciously narrating your date to Nem? Oh well, better make the best of it.

Barry: You're ask'n about her goggles and not those thick, long black horns of hers?

There is a distinctive pause on the other end. If you were a betting man, you'd put 500 down on Nem being a nice shade of rose about now.

Nem: Wh... uh... NO! No, Barry... listen to me. She... showing you her eyes. It's... it's like taking the condom off.

You're not at all sure where Nem's going with this. You ask if your eyes could get pregnant. Or hers.

Nem: Barry. "Safe sex" with a supernatural does not mean 'bring a condom'. It usually involves special rites, drinking potions made with things no man would drink unless it meant unique sex with a freaky spooky girl, or not looking in their eyes.

You ask if you can get pregnant through your eyes.

Nem replies coldly: No, but you can get dead through them.

Shit.

"So... so Lilly's trying to kill me?"

Nem: No, Lilly seems very fond of you. Probably why she took her goggles off in the first place. But certain interactions between unprotected mortal humans and supernatural creatures like Lilly can include STD's - Supernaturally Transmitted Diseases -- and Supernaturally Sexually Transmitted Doom. And sometimes SSTD's are more likely to happen from just kissing and hand holding than genital contact.

"Wh... well why didn't any of the girls TELL ME to be careful?"

Nem: Because it's usually only the man who dies from them. They figure it's your body, your life at stake, your responsibility.

Well shit. Again.

Nem's voice becomes pained.

Nem: Barry... you said you slept with four spooks. Tell me about the other three, maybe I can point you in the right direction. You're gonna have to call them, maybe they can help you out.

You ask Nem why her friend can't just tell you, but Nem replies that she legally can't divulge that information due to some mortal reaping employment violation or something, and also she doesn't know the details -- just the due date.

You sigh.

There were three other spooky girls you slept with recently, but you can only remember one of their names.

These are the other three you remember

1. There's RED, who is a DEEP ONE and possibly a secret agent?("Albino Deep One, technically").

2. Then there's that cold demon nerd who runs a brothel. You can't remember her name. You could find the brothel again though -- the problem is unless you ask for her by name, you'll never get to see the owner. She was fun, but she had a fetish you just couldn't get into as much as she did.

3. Finally, there's this one chick who you've never even SPOKEN TO, let alone know her name. She lives in the basement of this spooky house in the middle of nowhere. You basically just went down into the pitch black darkness and got sex. Probably one of the best deals ever. All you know is she's probably a short stack and makes kinda cute, spooky noises when she gets real excited. If she ever told you her name, or even gave you a hint, maybe you'd have remembered it.

Who do you tell Nem about next?

[i]Author Note: The main of Spooky Date Quest is going to be SFW but I shall include a Spooky Q

Author Note: The main of Spooky Date Quest is going to be SFW but I shall include a Spooky Quest Dis for the naughty bits.

3.

>>837777
2 seems the mosf intriguing.

>>837777
3.

3.

>>837777
I personally like Red the best, so 1.

3. Spooky short full figured

>>837777
2

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)15:17 No. 838051 ID: 2474dd
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>>837774
If you would like to see Lily's harpy feet as well as the rest of her, it can be found at https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/src/150838134219.jpg. Warning: Very NSFW.

The NSFW section for the quest is posted in its Quest Dis: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/116808.html#116808


You begin to tell Nem your first date with the "girl in the basement". You check your Black Book and you don't even have a name there. She's just "The girl in the basement".

Really it was more of a booty call than a date, although not for your lack of trying.

Unlike your date with Lilly, this one wasn't sponsored by any dating show Nem was on. You got this one through the Internet a few days later. You're not sure how the girl found out about you.

It even started like a creepy pasta. You posted about your recent date with Lilly on your blog -- withholding her name and being deliberately vague about some of her more denomic details -- and you got a strange comment that asked if you were a brave lover.

Replying gave you another link to a site that could be best described as "the snap-chat version of The Ring video", with instructions to return at a specific time.

Doing so resulted in seeing a picture of a white house in the middle of a field and a Google Maps link, a date and time, and the words "Say nothing, I please you".

Intrigued, you followed the directions and several hours later found the white house in the middle of a field. The road had turned to rough gravel and your small car had difficulty reaching it, but there was a mailbox outside and apparently enough traffic to keep it from being overgrown.

Then what did you do? (Choose ONLY ONE or only your first item will count)

A. You looked in the mailbox on the road.
B. You checked for any nearby wi-fi signals.
C. You went straight for the front door and knocked.
D. You went straight for the front door and discovering it unlocked went right in.

D. Spookhouses gonna spook.

D.

>>838051
B

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)16:40 No. 838086 ID: 2474dd
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The door swung open easily and soundlessly; despite how worn the wood was, clearly someone's was taking care of this house to some extent.

The living room was bare but clean -- except for the windows that seem to have been deliberately neglected. The fading sunlight that strained through dingy glass was still enough for you to see four magazines laid out on the wooden floor.

They all seemed to be from the "Cockswett Tails" series. Each magazine seemed to feature a single story -- "Susanna", "Marcie", "Layla" and "Lisa".

Susanna's story promised "sensual exxxplorations in the most dark and hidden of places with the sexy mayor of a sinful town". A brief glance through it let you know it was mostly text with a few smutty pictures and focused on a lot of butt stuff. The other magazines followed a similar layout of steamy prose punctuated with pornography.

Marcie's story seemed to be all about "an innocent exploration becomes a passionate sexploration as the pent of desires of a naive girl burst through her inhibitions like a dam-busting torrent". It's pretty vanilla but cute.

Layla's story was described as "The punishments of long arms of the law were nothing compared to the crushing cruelty between the lusty thighs of the law". The story seemed to be more geared towards dominatrix-lovers.

Finally, Lisa's story was about "Hopelessly enveloped by the lavish lips of an insatiable beast". It was a plus-size romance with a definite oral fixation.

The only door of note in the room was locked. Oddly enough there was a trace of fresher, sort of spiced air from the crack underneath the door -- as if the air was better under the house than over it.

What did you do next?

A. You read "Susanna's Story" closer.
B. You read "Marcie's Story" closer.
C. You read "Layla's Story" closer.
D. You read "Lisa's Story" closer.
E. You ignored the books and tried to look under the door.

>>838086
E

E(w).

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)17:25 No. 838105 ID: 2474dd
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Under the door was a blackness darker than pitch. It was like vantablack.

And then you saw that glimpse of what could have been an eye staring back at you.

At this point, Nem interrupts you.

Nem: Barry. Stop. Looking. Into monster's eyes. OK?

You argue that you didn't know it was dangerous at the time.

Nem: Yeah well what you don't know can sure kill you in seven days. A lot will depend on your symptoms, but by then you could be in real trouble since they won't start showing until you're that much closer to death. OK, I'm sorry for interrupting, what did you do next?

You explain that now that you knew you were being watched, you figured your choice of story would probably have some sort of impact on your "date". At the time you had no idea if it was a test, telling her your preferences, or if she was sharing her kinks with you. So you decided to choose...

A. Susanna's story. You're not really all about the butt stuff, but you were curious to see how your observer would react. It's a risky choice since if she's not into anal this could be the end of it.

B. Marcie's story. It's sweet and simple and really, you just like some good ol' fashioned loving. Plus it was probably the safest choice all around in terms of preferences, consequences or 'morality'.

C. Layla's story. Your experiences with Lilly on that operating table have awakened you to the fact that you kinda do like the lady to just take charge and have her way with you. This was a risky choice because you don't know her and it could have had dangerous repercussions.

D. Lisa's story. You do like your ladies to have some meat to them. It could have been a slightly risky choice if she was hinting she was into vore, but on the plus side if she was asking for your preferences you never turn down a blowjob. Maybe it was also a more 'moral' choice by choosing the unconventional beauty?

B.

E again. Ignore the books and move on.

>>838108
E is not available because you didn't do that.

>>838109
That is exactly what we did. E squared.

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)17:55 No. 838123 ID: 2474dd
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You chose Marcie's story.

You thumbed through it for...

This choice can possibly impact traits and additional art in the QuestDis, but doesn't stop the story from continuing.

A. Clues as to what could be going on.
B. Reading material.
C. Dirty pictures.

But when you looked up from it, you saw that the other magazines were gone and a key left on the floor.

With a shrug, you used the key to unlock the door to the basement. At the time, you noticed the blackness around the doorway that seemed to eat the light but hey -- last time spooky lead to booty, so you entered the basement anyway.

A?

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)18:12 No. 838128 ID: 2474dd
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You have obtained the OBSERVANT(1) trait.

As you read through the text, you can't help but notice that it seemed that most of the male lead's dialogue had been neatly crossed out in black ink.

Not just his spoken dialogue; his internal monologues had been 'censored' in similar ways.

There's only choice bits left -- he seemed to be allowed to moan, groan and make other appreciative sounds, and he was allowed to make statements of love, but everything else seems to have been censored.

Examining the context, you realize that the removed items he was referring to were probably specific things about Marcie.

It's a little creepy.

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)18:21 No. 838131 ID: 2474dd
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You entered the basement.

It was pitch black.

You were likely to be eaten by a Grue.

What did you do?

A. Turned on your Smart Phone to use as a flashlight.
B. Called out to see if anyone was there.
C. There was one piece of male dialogue not censored that you recall. “Ya look beautiful tonight. Wanna go sit on the couch?”
D. Say nothing. Wait.

D.

A. You like to look a lady in the eye before you lay them, which is apparently your fatal flaw.

A

>>838131
C?

C. if not, then why even read the thing?
Say it like corny pick up line

>>838131
E: Take your pants off.

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)21:49 No. 838185 ID: 2474dd
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When you turned on your smart phone, there was a piercing shriek and you caught a glimpse of a small creature whose eyes sparked painfully in response. The next thing you knew you were paralyzed -- you couldn't move, couldn't blink, couldn't even breathe. The phone was knocked from your hand in just a second but the paralysis didn't stop.

You were terrified as breath refused to come back to you as you crumpled to the floor.

That's when you felt her lips against yours, blowing life back into you. For what seemed like ages, she continued to force your lungs to work until mercifully you relaxed and they began to work on their own.

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)21:56 No. 838189 ID: 2474dd
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When you are able to move again, you found yourself outside the basement.

The girl had... left her mark.

Nem: Wait... so you didn't sleep with her?

You cough.

"Well...,"

A. "Not the same day. I knew I did somethin wrong, and even though she didn't tell me not to bring a light I know how the rules work. Even when you're not wrong, you're wrong, bring a gift,"

B. "I didn't give up that easily. She was really cute, and besides... I heard her crying behind the door. She didn't mean anything,"

C. "The evening was still young, and she left some clues on my phone,"

>>838183
D. "Clearly she likes me or she would have let me die. I took off my pants and knocked on the door,"

Side note: I didn't see >>838174 or >>838183
until I posted, sorry.

>>838190
D!

B

Smik 2017/10/19(Thu)23:57 No. 838217 ID: 2474dd
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>>838202
>>838214
These suggestions are not mutually exclusive so both are used.

"I didn't give up that easily. She was really cute, and besides... I heard her crying behind the door. She didn't mean anything. Clearly she likes me or she would have let me die. I took off my pants and knocked on the door,""

Clearly the whole ordeal was stressful to the point where the release had to come out in some way, and in her case it was tears and restrained sobbing.

So when you knocked on the door in your pantsless way, it wasn't a big surprised that her crying broke into laughter. The girl's laugh seemed to echo all over the house, accompanied by clicks and whispers. Clearly the poor girl had a lot of pent up emotion.

When she calmed down, the door unlocked itself and opened a crack. Darkness cracked across the wall and floor along the edge. In any other situation, this would surely be a terrible sign of a horrible creature or the world shifting into the Other Realm or some other kind of nastiness.

But for you, this was laying out the welcome mat.

>>838217
Try and slip in through the crack without letting too much light in. Also, since we have already established you're really obsessed with and unlucky on this matter, you should definitely look deep into her eyes to try and express your sorrow for making her freak out before.

Clearly we are afflicted with rampant idiocy and kept going into the spooky room with the shadow creature.

Smik 2017/10/20(Fri)00:42 No. 838230 ID: 2474dd
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This time around, you made no sudden moves, no attempts to bring in the light. You stayed still in the darkness.

You felt her breath on your chest. The girl was short -- at least two feet shorter than you. You felt her gingerly scale your body. Her skin was very soft, almost oily but not unpleasant. She had claws, but she was gentle with them. You felt heavy breasts rub up your skin as she climbed you, and the soft flesh of her tummy. You also felt something else... a tail perhaps?

Her long hair tickled you. While making out you feel your way around to get a better idea of the girl you're going to be with and discovered her silken hair was done up in pigtails, just like Marcie. Cute.

You could barely hear her whisper Marcie's dialogue, filling in the censored lines of male dialogue with an incomprehensible language.

Then she kissed you -- those full lips now passionate instead of on a desperate mission. Aside from her teeth -- slightly more jagged and definitely sharper than Lilly's, although there are less of them -- her kisses were fairly 'human', though certainly inexperienced.

The girl stuck to her script pretty well, with the exception that she had a tendency to guide your hands where Marcie let the male lead take over. From what you could tell, she had a plump figure and yes, she was definitely as well endowed as you thought she might be. Your exploration caused her to make these sort of restrained gasps that wound up sounding a bit like a chirp -- the loudest thing you heard from her since her laughter.

When you try to speak, but her tail -- it's definitely a tail -- slides across your mouth. She almost whispers a giggle, and you get the idea that she wants you to stay silent too.

The actual union a little more awkward than you might have liked; more fumbling than you prefer and also there might have been a bit of ... size issues? In the story, Marcie is bedded in a missionary position but it soon becomes apparent that your girth and larger size could lead to a rather uncomfortable situation for the petite lady.

You eventually settle for a kneeling position, using your hands to support her under her arms. Despite her small size it's not as easy as it sounds as there is a lot of heft to her body -- she's clearly got some steel under her silk. Thankfully that strength also applies to her legs and thighs and she's able to get a good grip on you too, even if it's a bit painful.

You then discover that her anatomy is a bit... unusual on the inside. You are almost certain that you slip into different passages -- it just feels different. It doesn't seem to hurt her though.

She climaxes first -- making eerie, soft cries that reverberate oddly but ending almost with a sort of almost comical barking sound followed by a long, raspy sigh.

Your eyes have adjusted to the lack of light and you can actually sort of see her eyes. They're smoldering in satisfaction.

When you finish, you lie back on the basement's floor. It's spongy and soft, which you're grateful for. The basement girl gives you another smooch, and then does something you didn't quite expect -- she begins to clean you up.

For the most part she uses a cool, refreshing soft towel but there are some rather delightful parts to the grooming process that involve her using her mouth and tongue.

When she's finished, she lays the towel over your eyes. When you saw the light from the doorway you realized she was gone -- having left behind a couple of slices of meat-lover's pizza and some "Mountain Dew".

Smik 2017/10/20(Fri)00:59 No. 838232 ID: 2474dd
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Nem: AGAIN with looking into their eyes! Barry, you're a romantic but you don't understand the risks when you do these sort of things!

"Nem, it's not like I KNEW any of this shit before I dated these chicks! I like to look into my lady's eyes, OK? I didn't know I was gonna get spooky eyeball AIDS from it,"

Nem: I know Barry but still... this isn't gonna make figuring out the potential cause of death any easier. You looked in Lilly's eyes, you looked in Basement Girl's eyes... by the way, she was probably a grue.

"You mean those things that eat you in Zork games?"

Nem: You dated a Deep One too, right? Nothing like a Lovecraft description, right? He was incredibly racist. I don't think the Zork people were as much racist as just ignorant. Speaking OF, how is Red anyway? Haven't seen her in ages.

"Did you want to hear about our date?"

There's a pause on the other end.

Nem: ... I kinda don't, because I know Red and it feels like an invasion of privacy and I don't think she'd ever put you at risk... but at the same time, nobody's perfect. So it might be important that you do.

"Do you want to know or not?"

Nem: Eh... look, it's up to you, all right? You can tell me about your date with Red, or you could tell me about the date with the 'cool demon nerd' who runs the brothel.

What do you do?

A. Tell Nem about your date with Red, the Deep One.
B. Tell Nem about your date with the demon nerd who runs the brothel.
C. Enough kissing and telling, what can Nem suggest about not dying?

The Green... BEE.

Vague hints of A's detail, but then do B instead.

>>838232
B

A.

Smik 2017/10/20(Fri)11:40 No. 838310 ID: 2474dd
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You decided to spare Nem the details about an acquaintance and tell her about the brothel-owner instead.

You ask Nem to hold on while you dig out your Black Book. Ah, here's her name. Officially it's "Margaretha Mabwe", with a note of "M". You remember now, she asked you to call her "M". Which is kinda cool since she is a boss lady. [Additional notes due to OBSERVANT(1)].

The notes under M remind you that she knew someone who knew Lilly -- apparently all three are nerds though. You supposed hot nerd boys are hard to come by if you're being 'shared' along the network. Not that you mind. She dropped you an email first, and when she arranged the meeting she asked you to dress casually and to "bring anime".

M asked you to arrive at 4AM at her place. It was pretty dark; the brothel was closed with only one eerie, pale young woman at the desk whom you just knew was incredibly dangerous by the quiet, deliberate way she moved. She escorted you up to M's office.

M was waiting for you, lounging on a long, curving sofa. She had a mane of blonde hair and ebony skin, and even behind her tinted glasses she had shining sapphire eyes. The combination of colours was enough to say "Hey, I'm supernatural don't cross me" but her pupils were just slits as if to drive the point home.

She clearly had a long night though -- she gave you a tired smile when you arrived.

M had a charming proper British accent, making her even more like a James Bond character: Good-morning darling. Have a seat, it's been a long night for me so I'm sure you'll excuse my housecoat.

You slide up next to her confidently. Her smile doesn't change; she's hard to read.

M: Pardon my getting to the point, but what did you bring me? I need a stiff drink and something to unwind with.

You brought:
Author Note: You can't fail the date, but your choices here do impact your relationship with M even though she's not a starting favourite of Barry's. Remember that favourites are just better remembered by Barry and their feelings about him are not guaranteed.

A. A collection of freaky hentai. Lilly clued you into some new stuff.
B. Your favourite horror anime. You're a bit of a nightmare fetishist, as indicated by your taste in women.
C. Dragon Ball Z, full series.
D. Your favourite JoJo.
E. A "Mix-tape" of anime music videos from various sources, some of which you made yourself.

B: Ghost Stories!

>>838315
Obviously the dub version, she'll either love or hate it

>>838310
B

>>838330
B.) The Dub of Ghost Stories.

Smik 2017/10/21(Sat)00:12 No. 838411 ID: 2474dd
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M was delighted with your choice.

M: Sweet, love! The dubbed version of Ghost Stories is the best!

M had a lot of media devices, several consoles and an extremely potent gaming PC. She loaded Ghost Stories up and you watched a few episodes.

M had a few drinks and really started to relax, being less careful about well her housecoat covered her. She doesn't offer them to you, but asks if you'd like something like a beer, spirits or wine.

Did you accept a drink?

A. You accepted a standard drink.
B. You inquired about what she was drinking.
C. You declined a drink.

Then after a few episodes of Ghost Stories, you:

D. Made a move.
E. Played video games.
F. Watched more anime (you may switch).

>>838411
Ask for Wine. Let's be honest, it gives her an opportunity to quote Dracula, and that is a gift better than your imminent magic-STD induced death.

Also, try playing videogames with her. She probably has a hard time finding players. You can make a move after, you're no Scallywag who goes straight for the pussy after a single date activity!

B/E.

Smik 2017/10/21(Sat)11:51 No. 838450 ID: 2474dd
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M got up and poured you a class of chilled white wine from the nearby minibar. She had a pronounced way of swinging her hips and it was hard to tell if it was intentional or not.

You asked about her drinks.

M: Oh, well I hope you don't think I'm rude for not offering love, but I don't know what'd it would do to you.

Then you played some video games, which she was most enthusiastic about. After destroying you in Skull Girls, she suggested playing Cup Head. As a two-player team, you made the game look easy. She's better, but maybe you're just distracted by the fact that the more focused she is on the game, the less focused she is on her wardrobe and you get more than one chance to peek at her goods.

It was early in the morning when the fatigue got to you, while M seemed to have even more energy. She noticed your yawning and drooping eyelids.

M: You probably shouldn't drive home like this love. Why don't you stay over until you feel better?

You nodded, a little disappointed that your hot date turned out to be a play date but still you had a lot of fun.

M took your hand. Her touch was cold as a corpse, although her skin was soft and well taken care of. Your spirits brightened somewhat when she lead you to what clearly was her bedroom, not a guest room. It was decorated in rich earth tones and punctuated with various posters. She also had a trophy case full of extras from various video games but the majority of its contents looked like hand-crafted plushies.

M: Make yourself at home, love.

She noticed you looking at the case.

M: A lot of pre-order is just tat, but I kept the good stuff. Mostly I find the best stuff is commissioned though. I have the money, they have the skills and time.

She patted the bed. Since you were dressed casually you just climbed in, but when she dimmed the lights you got the feeling maybe you should expect a bit more.

When she turned away from you and began to lower her housecoat, you grinned.

M raised and eyebrow and smiled knowingly: Oh don't worry love, I'll give you a little something to help you sleep. I hear you're a little more ... adventurous... than my usual clients. Exactly... how much of me did you really want to experience?

The robe fell to the floor, but she left her glasses on and began to approach you, swinging her hips. You thought you could see everything she had to offer -- perky breasts, wild blonde hair, and neatly groomed nethers (heart pattern). What more could there be? She didn't seem to wait for an answer as she slid next to you and undressed you. The cool touch of her tongue as she licked down your body was shocking and intriguing, and it felt like she left an icy trail behind behind her. The embrace of her lips around you considerably more so.

What did you tell her?

A. All of her. Take it all off, glasses included. You wanted to know everything.
B. Whatever she's comfortable with. This is her evening.
C. You asked to see it all, but you told her she could keep her glasses on if that's what she wanted.
D. Anything she wants as long as she doesn't stop.
E. ?

>>838450
A. Because I like increasing Nem's workload.

A. Have it all

Ayyyyy.

Author note: I do not have Cuphead yet, I will eventually get it, I do not want it spoiled, please forgive discrepancies.

Smik 2017/10/22(Sun)01:23 No. 838636 ID: 2474dd
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M allowed her form to shift somewhat. Her skin blackened and split, her face shifted in a more feral direction. Small horns were seen scattered across her body. A second pair of breasts had grown under her first.

M: This... is a little closer to my real self. I am not going to take my glasses off, love -- bad for the both of us. It's all right if you'd rather I shift back.

You paused for a moment.

"You kinda look like a furry,"

M winces.

M: I kinda look like a furry, yes. 16th century paintings weren't that far off, really. But isn't the full monty.

You asked about the "full monty".

M: It's a bit more 16th century, love. I get a second head with a mouth where my vulva's currently.

You cock your head to one side. She shrugs.

What did you do?

A. You asked her to revert to her more human form.
B. You told her that you're OK with how she is now.
C. You asked for the full monty.

I can C forever.

>>838636
C

Because we obviously enjoy upsetting Nem.

C

I'm gonna go with B as she is attempting to not cause us harm and its rude to make a lady wonder if they harmed us or not.

"What do you think, Rappy?"

"See."

Whichever is more fun for her, I'd say. This, all the way... either is good for our little protagonist. I guess human form might be fine too, but it doesn't seem to line up with his tastes as much.

>>838636
C. Sure, the Full Monty. Nem is going to reach through that phone and punch you in the throat.

C.

>>838636
C.
"It sounds like you're worried I'll pull a runner like other guys."
Slide up to her "But I want to see which tongue has the best game. You're underappreciated, and I want the full experience."

Smik 2017/10/22(Sun)11:40 No. 838697 ID: 2474dd
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>>838666
Actually it's more for player tastes as the flashbacks help define who Barry is.

M shudders and her skin split again. She had two sets of breasts, and a human-like face between her legs. She had two tails, one with bumps and ridges and other other with some strange appendage at the end. Her hands, feet and face became more feral and cat-like.

Like Lilly, she had a long tongue -- but hers is definitely more split and less 'possibly two long tongues'.

M: Was this what you wanted to see? Is this really want you want to be with?

You nodded. She's surprised, and secretly delighted.

M: Are you a nightmare fetishist, love? I'm hideous.

You smirked; actually you are.

NIGHTMARE FETISH (2) OBTAINED.

Kissing her partial snout is a bit awkward but you manage it; she's still got full lips and that helps somewhat. She licks your lips and neck.

M: It's easier to lick than kiss with this head.

You ask if she'd prefer you kiss the other one. Her eyes flash behind her glasses -- which also really detracts from the 'monster' element -- and she turns away shyly.

M: ... Yes. You're the very first mortal man I've ever been with as myself, love. I... I'm sorry if I'm awkward, I know you'd expect a brothel owner to be ... experienced.

She shifts her body along yours and allowed you to see her 'second head'. It was mostly human, although it had no nose (or at least no nostrils) but it definitely had a full set of lips... and perhaps a little unnervingly, teeth like Lilly's. If it had eyes, they remained closed. While it only had one tongue, it maintained the demonic dexterity you've come to expect. The cold sensation is still confusing; things that are alive and sensual are never this cold.

And apparently it was most erotic for M. Her legs started to tremble and she begged you to stop -- but didn't move from her perch. The second head however began to kiss you with more fervor and passion -- and it could stretch slightly from its anchor, trying to prevent you from withdrawing. Her tongue could reach far down your throat, and you had to fight her so you didn't gag. It tasted of mint.

You separated when you hear the splintering snap of wood and a roar-like scream from M.

M: I c-can't take it anymore, s-s-stop. It's hungry, I need to feed it.

Before you could ask what that noise was, M is on top of you. The sensation is most unusual, and nothing like you've experienced -- it makes your body spasm and your toes curl as it tries to make sense of what's going on below.

It was not quite the feel of a woman, as no other woman you've been with has a tongue there. It was not quite the feel of a throat, because it feels too much like a woman. And it was cold. Not numbingly cold, but colder than what you imagine a corpse would be like.

Right as you unleash, you felt a nip at your base. It's startled you, but then the sensations became overwhelming and you forgot everything for a moment.

M's was less frantic now. Her breathing was still raspy and she was sweating profusely. As your vision cleared, you realized that you were still quite at attention.

M: Sorry love. I... I have a little trick that won't -- shall we say, "let you down easy"? It will go away on its own after an hour or so. I'm just not finished with you and some times a lady just can't wait for a gent's refractory period.

M: I want you in my bottom next. I know it's 'not natural' but it's... it's what I want. The other head can be so intense, and that way makes me feel more human.

You gave her a tired smile. It's not like you would have been out of action for a bit anyway, and you'd definitely sleep well afterwards.

You had to get between her tails to access her, with the lower one going between your legs. The ridges definitely felt purposeful as they added to the sensation. Her body was slick with sweat and the lubricant she provided was excellent, and your entry was relatively easy.

M: Grab my mane.

M had a large amount of fine blonde hair and it did make for fine leverage. Again, the sensation was unusual -- even for someone not a backdoor enthusiast. More muscular, and M's second head also moaned -- and you could feel the vibrations.

M whimpered: Oh God, you're so HOT.

She shuddered again and thrust a paw-like hand between her legs. You might have wondered on what she was doing if you weren't so close to the edge yourself.

You finished for the second time and while very satisfied you were exhausted. M stayed on top of the bed, outside the sheets, fanning herself. You snuggled under the sheets, trying to warm up. The air smelled of sex and mint. You felt a slight icy-burning sensation all over your body. Not painful, nowhere near the potency of medicinal rubs, but enough to remind you that you had sex with a very unusual lady.

M: I know you wanted me to take my glasses off love, but it wouldn't be good for either of us. Risk of ... for lack of a better word, 'infection' for both of us. So it's always better for a demon to have some sort of eye protection when she has sex with a mortal. It's rather taboo not to, but there's no way you'd know that.

She stretched out.

M: You don't mind if I have a little fun with your John Thomas while you sleep, do you? I'll be gentle.

You smiled and fell asleep almost immediately.

It's odd, M was a very memorable experience. Why did you have so much trouble remembering it? Why wasn't she a 'favourite'?

A. You're not very fond of backdoor action.
B. You're not very fond of mint.
C. Too bestial/unusual for your tastes.
D. Just didn't 'click'
E. Something else -- clearly she was a favourite. Something else must be going on, and it bothers you.

>>838697
E.
The coldness is something you'd have to get used to, but not a real problem.

A, C. Close, but no cigar.

>>838697
E.

>>838700
Sorry, I forgot to leave a space for inserts.

E = Something is messing with your brain. You pick this if she's actually your personal fav and you want Barry to share it.

F = Insert your own, like the coldness.

And yes, the sound of wood splintering was her snapping off bits of her bed.

E

Smik 2017/10/22(Sun)12:24 No. 838712 ID: 2474dd
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Quest Discussion Note
https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/116808.html

Additional NSFW art goes here, and the kind of art I do there depends on a combination of Quest events and reader response.

Basement Girl can't get a scene yet due to her nature, but there were events to get scenes from the books she left that were not triggered.

The date with M went well enough that a scene is unlocked, but I'm only going to go through the effort of people are really interested in knowing what it would look like.

Given that some people are developing Barry's character, please feel free to visit the Quest Dis a drop a suggestion for an M picture if you're interested without worry of impacting the main quest (although if I get enough 'E' responses I'll take it as go-ahead too). M's true form is weird and hard to draw but I'll do it if people care.

E

>>838706
Still E, then.
E and F aren't in conflict, though.

F - You'll try anything once, but her caution was a constant back-of-your-head reminder that this was unlikely to lead to anything long term or regular, so it was sort of hard to get attached.

>>838636
B

>>838779
I guess my personal opinion is more like C, but this response does have the advantage of being sort of the romantic personality we have established.

Smik 2017/10/22(Sun)22:24 No. 838853 ID: 2474dd
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The NSFW picture of M can be found here:
https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/src/150873420755.jpg

Fun fact: demons with faces where their genitals should be is some old school 16-17th century art stuff.


Nem: She had a face where her wound should be, and you had to look up her name? Maybe you're just are better at remembering faces.

Yeah, maybe that.

No, probably not that.

"No.... no, I should have remembered her better," you tell Nem, a bit puzzled by your own memory.

Nem: You didn't look into her eyes. Maybe that's part of it. M seems like a responsible girl. I mean, I don't blame you for not knowing the name of someone who never gave you it or talked to you at all.

Nem sighs.

Nem: Are you going to tell me about Red? You can just stick to the highlights -- and by that, I mean critical details. Did you look into her eyes?

Red never wore any kind of eye-wear.

Nem: During sex, I mean. That's an important factor, is if you look into them during sex. Sex opens up a small spiritual gateway, looking into the eyes during sex magnifies it.

What did you do?

A. You remembered the date with Red, but told her just the highlights. (this does Red's flashback but spares Nem the gory details)

B. You remembered the date with Red and ignored Nem's requests you not go into detail like before. Because. (this does Red's flashback and annoys and flusters Nem)

C. You remembered just the highlights and gave Nem the details she requested. (this skips Red's flashback)

NOTE: Once the Flashbacks are done, baby tutorial mode is done and you will be questing LIVE, where it will be completely possible to ruin your relationships, get killed, and otherwise start the SPOOKY TIMES.

The only difference between A & B is how much you want to irritate Nem, and it goes without saying she'll forgive you because of who Nem is.

B.

B. For sure

B.

Smik 2017/10/22(Sun)23:32 No. 838865 ID: 2474dd
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You decide you will torment Nem with some gory details, but first things' first:

How did you meet Red? This answer modifies Barry's personality and his relationship with Red.

A. One of the other girls referred you to her. You met up at a quiet café and chatted about your mutual acquaintance before you asked Red on a date. She initially rejected the idea but before you parted ways she changed her mind and asked you to come down to her cottage for a coffee sometime.

B. Red found you, having been investigating why a human was entering so many supernatural haunts. She approached -- OK, more like she ambushed you -- did some freaky tests, asked you a mess of questions, and then called M to confirm your story. After it was all done, you asked her on a date and it caught her off guard and intrigued her, so she said yes and told you to come down to her cottage for coffee.

C. You stumbled on her by pure coincidence while taking a trip to see some beautiful fall colours in a quaint, quiet New England fishing town. You stumbled across some cultists who captured you and were going to sacrifice you to some ancient sea god. Red showed up instead, explained that their sea god had been arrested on charges of religious interference, and told them to go to a proper church. They didn't take it well, and the survivors were arrested by the FBI. Rather than cover it up, the situation is turned into a summer blockbuster or best selling horror series, which you get a modest cut of in lieu of therapy.

You asked Red on a date during all this. The fact your lust for the supernatural outweighed what should have been terror intrigued her and she said yes, and gave you her cottage address.

A

B

B

C.

>>838865
B

c gets my vote

B with a side order of "double-dating"; Red was experimenting on OTHER denizens of the mortal realm. Which includes immortals who get themselves killed so frequently they're technically classified as mortals.

Asking your torturer on a date? Overused. Asking the monster in the next cell over to double-team their torturer as she activates your shock collars? Red was too stunned to think about how stupid this was, and too horny to resist.

>>838865
B

B

>>838865
C

Smik 2017/10/23(Mon)13:46 No. 838947 ID: 2474dd
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You first met Red when she slipped behind you a short distance from M's place, poked something into your back, and calmly but firmly instructed you to walk a short distance into a waiting car. She had a smokey voice.

"Don't make trouble and I'll let you see my tits, Barry"

She escorted you into the back seat. At the time, she was wearing an open puffy jacket and baseball cap, with a black tank top underneath -- with no bra. She did appear to have some fine breasts.

The back seat was sealed off and locked. She got into the front and started to drive. She patched a speaker.

Red: OK, so all this is probably unnecessary. I wanted to bet my supervisor lunch that all I really had to do was say "Follow me and see my boobs" and you would have done it, but he was all regulation and so here we are. You'll be a good boy, right Barry? Tits are on the line.

Red would have won the bet, actually.

She took you to a small nondescript house, had you go inside, and then proceeded to explain that she was a special "Lulu" agent and that she was just investigating why you were spending so much time on supernatural turf. You wound up explaining everything you did to Nem but in greater detail.

Then she took a blood sample, hair sample, spit sample, and took pictures of you. Then she informed you there were two more tests she had to do, and one was a cavity search.

You winced. You asked what she was looking for.

Red: Cancerous growths, possible mutations... eggs...

Wut.

Red: Eggs.

You shook your head.

Red nodded her head.

Your eyes grew wide and shook your head with additional vigor.

Red smirked and very slowly nodded.

Red: These aren't human or analog ladies you've been boning. I'm pretty sure you haven't done any deep self-examinations. And before you ask -- yes, sometimes they can lay eggs in you without your knowing. At least one of M's girls does that, although it's extra and she's licenced.

You stood aghast and intrigued.

Red: Look, I also need a sperm sample. If it makes it easier, I can take my top off now and we can kill two birds with one stone. Don't read too much into this either, it's strictly medical.

She slipped out of her tank top and into some gloves that were disturbingly long. Her nipples were a dark blue-grey.

She lubed up her hands. You began to back away but she caught you firmly by the wrist and held you fast -- she must have weighed at lot more than she appeared to.

She sighed.

Red: If you stop fighting me, I'll give you a medical blowjob.

You discovered that "medical blowjobs" are like regular blowjobs but you don't have to reciprocate or buy her dinner first and are used to distract you while she performs a body cavity search and the end result REALLY CONFUSES YOU. You're still not sure if you were more violated or aroused by it.

She collected her samples, discarded her gloves, washed her hand and wiped her mouth. You waited a bit to see if there was anything else before getting dressed.

Red: OK, so you're in the clear for now. In my experience our targets won't put up with all that crap even for the promise of boobs and blowjobs. Do me a favour, and call this number before you plan on ANY MORE DATES with otherwordly chicks, OK? You keep us informed, and I don't have to get the gloves out.

And that's when you informed her that you did have a date planned, and you wanted it to be with her. Red thought it was the cheesiest pick-up ever and she even laughed in your face about it. You inquired if it was a yes and she agreed -- she liked your moxie.

Red: Here's my cottage. Watch out for the 'natives', they're a little ornery. And I will expect some reciprocation, so bring some pickled ginger and wasabi -- I'll take care of the soy sauce.


So here you were, 4PM as requested.

What did you bring?

Alcohol:
A. Bottle of wine; Oaked Chardonnay
B. Bottle of saki
C. Single malt scotch

How did you interpret Red's comment about ginger & wasabi?

D. You took her literally and brought ginger & wasabi.
E. You figured she wanted some sushi so you got some from the creepy fish store owner.
F. You thought it was code for kinky sex and Googled it to see what you should bring.

I.. I feel like when someone says THAT, the conversation is not over unless somebody is being very stupid or intentionally cryptic.

B (you weeb) and E. Hope it wasn't anyone she knew.

B and F.

CiDi

C F

>>838947
C, D and F
D Because its humorous and Hopefulle she really brings some soy sauce.
Also, all three things could be used in F.

>>838984
Granted but in case F Barry will specifically bring the stuff he is recommended via Google.

>>838947
C & D

C

And then F, but you did D for the joke anyways.

Smik 2017/10/23(Mon)21:56 No. 839059 ID: 2474dd
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You brought some single malt scotch and some pickled ginger & wasabi. You did a little research but as far as you can tell Red really did mean it -- both the condiments and the oral sex.

You thought it was pretty weird.

As you were about to knock, you had the uncomfortable feeling of being watched.

What did you do?

A. Ignored it, knocked on the door.
B. Watched your back, and knocked on the door with more urgency.
C. Investigated it -- checked around the cottage and searched for the spy.

C. Maybe you were hoping for yet more unexpected action which you could expound upon for Nem.

>>839059
B

>>839059
C.

>>839059
C

Smik 2017/10/24(Tue)12:03 No. 839199 ID: 2474dd
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As you explored around the cottage, the feeling of being watched go more intense.

You heard rustling in the bushes. As you approached, a small twisted man leaped out, swinging an axe and screamed "FUCKING NI--"

Smik 2017/10/24(Tue)12:05 No. 839201 ID: 2474dd
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--BLURP"

You've been called a lot of things, but never a niblurp.

Also, his eyes burst from his skull as a torrent of black ichor burst from his sockets, nostrils and mouth and ears as it popped through the other side of his temple.

Smik 2017/10/24(Tue)12:09 No. 839204 ID: 2474dd
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Red: Fucking Lovecraft cultists.

She rolled her eyes.

Red: Not enough for them to just be crazy, they have to be bigots too. Sorry you had to see that Barry. If you got any ichor on you I've got some stuff to get it out. C'mon in, I'll take care of the mess outside later.

She had the casual irritation of an experienced killer or sociopath. But since she's not human, and because she already gave you a medical blowjob, you were pretty confident you were safe.

Smik 2017/10/24(Tue)12:17 No. 839209 ID: 2474dd
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Red slithered over to a couch and flopped on it. She looked up at you coyly.

Red: So whatcha think, Barry? I know you're a freak into monster girls. Sorry to tell you but I don't need to wear goggles, I can't paralyze you with my gaze, and I only have one set of breasts. Also you can't see it, but my junk is totally humanish. It's a little slicker, it has no pubic hair, and it really does taste like fish -- but nice, fresh fish. Speaking of which, did you bring the pickled ginger and wasabi?

You nodded.

Red: Did you know what it was for?

Your research never elaborated on what it was for, just implied it. >>Failed Observation check<<

What did you say? Pick ONE -- extras won't be counted

A. "The pickled ginger and wasabi is to protect me, right?"
B. "... for the taste sensation?"
C. "I spread it on you because an aphrodisiac for your people?"
D. "We're having sushi?"
E. "It was an elaborate joke?"

A

>>839209
>I don't need to wear goggles

DAMMIT RED I THOUGHT YOU WERE MORE RESPONSIBLE THAN THIS.

Also, E. Because that would be funny.

>>839209
B.

C. It's totally sushi

I assume it is for sushi. Like you just said, you taste like fish.

E. The Deep Ones' humor is as inscrutable as their science.

>>839209
E

Smik 2017/10/24(Tue)23:19 No. 839425 ID: 2474dd
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"It was just an elaborate joke, right baby? You weren't seriously gonna put this on your junk right?"

Red giggled.

You smirked.

Red: It's for the taste.

You raised an eyebrow. Red grinned.

Red: I'm serious. Mix the wasabi and soy sauce together, dribble it on me and lick it up.

"And the ginger?"

Red: Palette cleanser.

"You are shitting me,"

Red: Totally serious.

"You are totally shitting me! That's gonna burn or something,"

Red shook her head.

Red: I live in seawater and under a lot more pressure than up here. You don't stick it IN me, just on the top. Also, you can be a bit rougher with your teeth... my lady parts are a bit tougher than the other girls you've been with. Don't actually bite down hard or I'll hurt you, but a little nibbling is pretty hot.

She began to slip out of her tank-top.

Red: Well, did you wanna get started?

A. You agreed it was time to get started -- it's sushi time!
B. You thought Red was taking this a bit fast and you wanted to get to know her first. She didn't mind in the slightest.
C. You were a bit paranoid after the attempt on your life -- you asked Red if she was certain there were no more cultists about.
D. ?

>>839425
D.) Ask her to tell you about herself while you go down on her. She gave you a medical blowjob five minutes after meeting you, she knows you're running around boning supernatural ladies wantonly, she's not a prude and she's in the mood for some oral affection of her own.

Ask her about what she dreams of doing (do NOT use the word 'dream' around a Deep One) and what her aspirations are. And use those nibbles, boy!

>>839266
HOW UNEXPECTED
>A

>>839425
A

"Rappy, where'd you put the corn syrup?"

"C."

"Ah, thanks."

B

C life.

>>839425
B

rolled 6 = 6

---

Resolving impassé.

1=D
2=A
3=A
4=C
5=B
6=C
7=B

Smik 2017/10/26(Thu)13:50 No. 839913 ID: 2474dd
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Red sighed purposely loudly, fixed her top, and slid off the couch. You watched as her tail split and each half curled until it formed the same human legs she had when she originally took you in for questioning.

Notably she continued to lack pants.

She strode over to a window and frowned.

Red: Typical Lovecraft cultists. Axe-crazy, bigoted and blood inconsiderate.

She walked over to a nearby locked cupboard, unlocked it with some method you didn't see and pulled out a small obsidian skull.

She opened the window and after kissing the skull, testily threw it out.

There was a hideous scream followed by 'blurp', followed by another scream and another 'blurlp'.

Scream.

Blurp.

Scream.

Blurp.

Scream.

Grunting and moaning.

Red: Oh shit.

You asked if one had survived.

Red winced: No, that's not the problem. C'mon, pop, pop -- don't burst.

It went quiet.

Red swore, but the curse was lost in the wet popping sound from outside.

She rubbed her temples, wandered over to the couch, and flopped on it while her legs returned to her serpentine/mermaid form from before.

Red: Sometimes they're strong enough to fight it, but they're never strong enough to hold out for long and then they make a HUGE mess. Which will probably eat away at the paint and a little of the wood.

Red pulled out a mirror from a nearby coffee table and fiddled with it for a minute, then returned it and slumped back over on the couch.

Red: I'm sorry Barry, can we take a raincheck? I'm going to have to deal with a bunch of paperwork and cleanup tonight, and then I'm probably gonna have to do a bug hunt. And it's totally killed my mood. Yours too, right? People generally aren't OK with seeing and hearing the results of alien death weapons. Or maybe you are, thanks to the Internet.

Red sulks, but if mood is all that's the problem surely you could fix that.

What did you do?

A. Called it a night and met up with her later; she's right, you are traumatized and cultists are a total mood ruiner.

B. Tried a back massage.

C. Tried an ear massage.

D. Suggested a few drinks and chat.

E. Suggested getting hammered.

C and D.

>>839913
Could always try an ear massage, or back massage. Request which she'd prefer.

...Also if they were crazy enough to attack him they were probably barely human anymore anyway so it's not like he's got any kind of empathetic attachment to those assholes.

>>839913
B and C are not separate things! If we're massaging her, then it's gonna be her whole body!

So I'm voting for B and C!

C. You're an expert in Ferengi style.

>>839918
Massages sound good.

>>839918
B&C, with some D.

>>839918
>B and C are not separate things! If we're massaging her, then it's gonna be her whole body!

Where you start first matters.

>>839990
Then start with ears

Quick finger her to orgasm.

Smik 2017/10/27(Fri)22:37 No. 840303 ID: 2474dd
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You massaged Red's ears. It had an immediate effect on her as she moaned in response.

Red: Who the hell told you 'bout my weak spot?

You massaged them a bit more. While the spines that make up her ears were stiff and hard, they were also quite sensitive. You briefly wondered about their purpose but Red interrupted this thought.

Red: OK, that just got me back in the mood again. Don't know where you learned fin massage but shiiiiiiit...

Red undressed -- well, she took off her tank-top -- and motioned for you to come close to start things off with a make-out. Of all the supernatural ladies, Red's the only one whose foreplay was at all human-like in terms of aggression and pacing. She was cooler than a human, but nowhere near as cold as M was -- her body temperature was just a bit off but not alarmingly so. Her skin was extremely oily and surprisingly tough; it didn't give like the basement girl's did. She was an extremely proficient kisser however, probably the most skilled lipsmith of the ladies you had been with.

She actually did have soy sauce, and she mixed it with the wasabi while she shared a slice of pickled ginger with you.

Red: Go ahead. I want you to see the difference.

As your hands moved down her belly, you watched as the wispy fins around her waist uncurled like a flower opening, allowing you access below. She was covered in a slick, warm, flavourless and odourless viscus substance, but her flesh itself was silky and tasted almost creamy and slightly sweet in an odd way. She sighed happily and then lifted your head up and spread some of the mixture down where you had been working.

Oddly enough... it actually DID enhance the taste and it actually did remind you of sushi. You had to admit that it made the entire experience pleasant but surreal, and as Red asked you nibbled and found that her body appreciated much rougher play than most women would have found comfortable.

It wasn't until you felt her fingers grip your hair tightly that you realized exactly how much progress you had made. While Red made sounds like some sort of whalesong porno, a rush of fluid that smelled and tasted of the sea met your lips.

Nem: WHALESONG PORNO? Oh goodness, Barry.

"What, that's what it sounded like. Whale porno," you replied.

Red sighed and then motioned for you to get up and move higher. She undid your pants and then showed you the difference between a medical blowjob and a truly aroused mermaid blowjob. Her technique was inscrutable -- while Lilly had two tongues, Red simply knew exactly what she was doing and made good use of her hands. She also made good use of her gills, which apparently were just as good on land because she simply never needed to stop for breath, and she did some sort of muscular contraction in her throat that made your toes curl.

She paused and asked if you brought a condom. It took you a moment to remember that yes, yes you did bring one that you kept in your wallet.

Red: Good, because you could easily get me pregnant and I don't feel like dealing with that right now. Yes, we are *quite* compatible. Actually your swimmers have a better chance in my ocean than a human lady's, so no glove, no love. Not that I don't enjoy giving head -- I really do -- but it's been awhile since I've had a man in me.

She looked at you coyly.

Red: I *could* get my legs on, but you'd rather fuck a mermaid, wouldn't you Barry?

You had to agree. After these monster girls you had a hard time thinking about regular old human-on-human sex.

She helped you get the condom on, and then laid back.

Red: I'm afraid we can't get kinkier than missionary unless I shift form a bit.

You sheepishly asked if your weight would be an issue and she just laughed and reminded you that the pressure of the deep ocean would out-do you on your worst days. She also told you not to hold back and go as roughly as you could handle without hurting yourself.

You wondered what she meant about that until you penetrated her -- she was very tight and firm inside. The way her body gripped you was almost harsh, and that was despite her generous and slick natural lubrication. You had to work your way in deeper -- it reminded you a bit of the Basement Girl, except you were afraid of hurting her and with Red, you're a little worried you could hurt yourself.

Soon you got accustomed to the world under her sea however, and it was deeply satisfying despite the condom. As you got close, Red offered you to finish in her mouth.

Red's NSFW scene unlocked! You can make suggestions at:
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Nem: You're not serious.

You laughed and explained to Nem that apparently Red has a serious oral fixation. She had even told you so during pillow talk afterwards.

Nem: I didn't ask to know that, Barry.

You chuckled evilly.

Nem: Well... it doesn't sound like Red's responsible for your situation. She might know what to do about it once we figure out what exactly your situation is. Have you had any unusual symptoms lately?

You were about to answer when you heard an alarmingly heavy pounding sound from somewhere in your apartment...

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BABY MODE is now OFF; the Quest Proper has begun.

Dates can fail.

Barry can DIE. He has NO Plot Armour.

You have no wounds or afflictions beyond your DEADLINE. Don't count on being able to recover wounds.

Your DEADLINE is in 6 days, 22 hrs, 45 min.

Note that the deadline's time remaining may or may not have anything to do with its cause; this is just the time you have left before it kills you (so don't try to match its start with the girl you slept with chronologically).


Nem: Barry, I don't want you to panic.

Hearing a grim reaper telling you not to panic is every reason to panic.

Nem: I just got an update from my contact.

All the more reason to panic.

Nem: You have at most 6 days, 22 hrs and 45 min to live. There is a chance you could die sooner.

"How much sooner?"

There's a pause.

Nem: Here, download this app will you?

You click the link and your phone downloads an app oddly quick.

Nem: This app -- it's magic so don't bother asking details you don't have time -- shows you how close you are to death. You want that figure in the hallway to stay at the end of the hall. You don't want that figure in the hallway to LEAVE -- if you can't see it, then it means someone's actively blocking it and that only means you're in even more danger. You also don't want to see its face. If you see its face, you are moments from death and you shouldn't be staring at your phone. If you see its face and you don't immediately die, that's even worse. I'm going to try to get to your place as fast as I can, my presence should scare whatever is in your apartment building away. When I get there, the figure will sit down and you'll be safe for the time being. I can't stay with you forever Barry, so you're going to have to work very quickly to find out what's trying to kill you -- and you could have more than one thing trying to kill you.

"Please don't hang up,"

Nem: If I don't hang up I'll take longer to get there.

"Tell my mom I love her and I'm sorry if I don't make it,"

Nem: Stay positive, I'll be there as soon as I can.

You are currently NAKED IN BED, ALONE in the DARK.

There is someone in your apartment. You are sure of it, and also sure they mean to kill you, and you have no idea if 'they' are human. The shadowy figure on the app is standing, so it means you're in danger, but it's also at the end of the hall, so you're not immediately in danger. If you can hold out until Nem gets here, you'll be safe.

What do you do?

A. Hide. At this moment you wish you weren't such a huge dude, but you could still fit in your closet.

B. Went to get your gun. Of course it's a shotgun -- you have to be ready for the zombie apocalypse or a hell gate opening. It's a Remington 870 Home Defence, and holds 6 rounds in the magazine.

C. Went to find a melee weapon. You have a good meat cleaver in the kitchen. It's not an elegant weapon but you know it will go through flesh and won't break on bone.

D. Went to get dressed. You want to be able to run into the street without being totally exposed.

E. Something else?

>>840474
D, C, B, E. In that order.
Clothing is important for carrying things and being able to move freely. You do NOT want to be stuck in a bad position.
The machete is steel and extremely useful as more than just a weapon. If you're up against a fae threat it will be super-effective, but it'll also discourage other things from getting too close.
The shotgun is the least useful. It's powerful, but has limited ammo and is unlikely to be effective against supernatural threats. Don't hesitate to abandon it if it ever becomes a liability; it's not going to help you much.
If you have steel shot then load it with that; you sure as fuck don't have silver shot or dragons breath rounds.

For E, CALL RED! Her job is to police supernatural threats. Bring her up to speed and can get her advice. She may be able to knock a few possibilities off the list - such as if cultists might want you as a sacrifice. Also, she needs to know there's a possibility she caught a supernatural STD. She'll probably be irritated by that, but will at least respect that you told her immediately.

>>840474
D. We need to bread to move

D. Always be dressed for the occasion.

>>840474
Okay, D and then A. Sure, shotguns are generally ineffective against supernatural horrors, but you can at LEAST stun them.

>>840474
Get dressed. It's practical. You might need pockets or clothes to stay alive, and you don't want to be naked when Nem gets here.

Don't Dress. Get your shotgun. Then hide.

>>840479
>For E, CALL RED! Her job is to police supernatural threats.

No it's not. Not at all.

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One thing at a time.

You get dressed. You throw on some clothing and your lucky, puffy "Sans" hoodie. It has deep pockets even though it's not good as protection. It's not like you have armour. (Which is an oversight considering you're not gonna run very well in a zombie apocalypse, but also not really the point right now.)

You check your pockets for anything useful. LED flashlight! Excellent. Sans lucky figurine! Not so useful unless it really is lucky (a possibility). Minty gum! Could be useful for morning breath?

Keys! Very important. With a sudden relief you realize that on the keyring is the key to your weapon case. You'd have no way of getting to your shotgun without it, because you practice good firearm safety.

You also find a couple of condoms. Not useful right now, but if you live to see Red again they could be useful.

You check your phone -- death is no closer. So you've got that going for you.

What do you do next?

A. Unlock the weapon case under your bed and retrieve your shotgun.
B. Head to the kitchen, get your cleaver.
C. You found an old radio in your jacket pocket and investigated it.
D. Tried to whip up a dummy in your bed to serve as a decoy.
E. Something else?

A. Never underestimate a load of buckshot. Hey, have you considered the monster might be under your bed?

You got a shotgun? Sweeet.

If the iron pellets don't work, you can replace them with stuff that does!

>>840629
C.
Wait, wait, wait, an old radio? That you didn't put there? That sounds really, REALLY suspicious. Investigate that!

>>840629
A. Get the shotgun, THEN investigate the radio.

>>840629
A, B and D all assume it's a physical threat coming after you, and not a supernatural disease / curse / hex killing you. Which, I mean, it's possible what you caught is a fatal case of "attract monsters to kill you" or something similar, but that wouldn't be my first guess.

C. Suspicious objects you don't remember are suspicious.

A then C. That radio sounds suspicious