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Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure

Seventy-fifth Entry

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

1 - 3 Shara and Jonna and Padmini comforting each other after the latter two's ordeal.

2 - 2 Erlend and Rael starting to get to know each other better (Erlend is still wearing his chastity device, so no penetrative sex will take place).

* 3 - 8 - How are the actaeons and the wolfen getting along?

4 - 1 What are the Valkyries up to? (Belthin's present status will also be explored)

5 - 4 Romance scene between Rufus, Adel, and Urtan.

6 - 6 The start of Skaeth's slave-breaking.

7 - 2 That "rape" Rufus promised Cassidy.

Additional Votes

* Urtan/Urta incest scene - 4

* Incestuous foursome with Windtooth, Wauken, Rufus, and Erlend - 4

* Spark goes back into the sex machine, and this time he has sex with himself - 2

* Meet Lysha in Valkyrie City - 2

* Check on Belthin's fate - 3

* Padmini/Wisselfleur/Imogen (adding Lesage if possible) all f/f scene - 2

* Jonna/Skaeth scene - 1

* Lesage starts using a Crown of Morpheus for sexual storage purposes - 1

* Introduce a non-sexual character - 1

* Return of the succubus imp as an active character - 2

* Rufus develops a full knot and sheath - 8

* Rael/Erlend romance - 2

* Let Belthin go - 1

* Romance scenes with Rufus (Adel and Urtan suggested) - 3

* Get Hanaro some proper O-Yoroi armor (no more skimpy samurai stuff) - 2

Vote Options in Progress

* Shara and Padmini learning flesh magic and non-lethal skills (sex quite likely)

* More Hanaro sex scenes (Rufus and Urtan primarily)

* Rufus bottoms to Windtooth (his father, the Blue Feather alpha male)

* Shara gangbanged (all-female and all-male both suggested)

Author Notes

For a little while I was worried I'd have to roll a die for a tiebreaker.

Pathfinding Seventy-fifth Entry

"I must say," Kabula said with only a hint of resentment in her voice, "you wolfen have the most uncivilized manner of greeting your allies."

Presently the chestnut-furred and -haired centaurette was dangling by her hooves and hands from a long, sturdy wooden pole. Her tail had been wrapped, and the almost human slit beneath it was visibly swollen and leaking heavily. Not far off, Loshada, Kabula's sandy-furred and -haired daughter, was squirming against the bonds holding her wrists behind her back, while her dainty hooves were firmly secured to hobbles. Numerous other centaurs were similarly bound and hobbled around the large clearing, stallions as well as mares, and just about all of them were in various stages of arousal.

Off to one side of what was obviously intended to be an erotic tableau, Windtooth was standing, his hands on his hips. He was glaring at several bands of younger wolfen, led by a few somewhat older tribal alphas, newer males who'd only recently been promoted to meet the demands for leaders in the war to come. These wolfen, females and males mingled in almost equal numbers, at least had the decency to look ashamed of themselves under Windtooth's withering gaze.

"I apologize greatly, Matron Mare," Windtooth said next, addressing his words to Kabula, though he kept his eyes on the wolfen under his scrutiny. "I'm afraid that we've had some lapses in discipline recently. I'm only glad that I came along before any harm could be done."

Here Windtooth actually turned away from the younger wolfen alphas to look at Kabula, and most of them quickly ducked back into the grouping of the rest of their followers, obviously eager to be out from under his eyes. His expression made it clear that he was silently asking her if she or her followers had been harmed, or if she wanted him to enact more serious penalties on the offenders than what he'd planned.

"A good thing," agreed Kabula, wriggling a little on the pole to which she was bound. "But, um, would you be so kind as to get me down from here? I'm feeling rather exposed."

"Of course," Windtooth said graciously, motioning to a few of the heftier wolfen around him as he walked forward, letting them get their hands beneath Kabula as he cut her bonds, so that they could carefully lower her to the ground, letting her roll over and rise back to her feet, shaking herself off - an truly awe-inspiring sight, honestly, considering the size of her lovely breasts. "Please, allow me to offer you the hospitality of the Blue Feather pack, and welcome you formally into our war camp."

Kabula happily took the hand Windtooth held out to her, and began to follow him. A meaningful glance from the powerful alpha was all it took to immediately get the other wolfen to work untying the other centaurs, freeing them from their bonds and hobbles as quickly as possible. After all, they had no intention of making their certain punishment any worse than it was already going to be.

Truthfully, if the centaurs had been expecting an attack from the wolfen, they would certainly have put up more of a fight, and there might even have been serious bloodshed. As it was, however, as soon as Kabula had seen wolfen scouts, she'd called out to them eagerly, and made it quite clear that she and her herd weren't readying their weapons, as they'd come in peace to join the Blue Feather pack in their war. Some of the younger alphas, unfortunately, were too zealous in their assignments to protect the camp from intruders, and likely heavily influenced by the tales they'd heard about centaur sexuality: that they had the combined libido of both humans and horses in heat. Since humans alone were known as one of the single most lust-driven species on the face of Therafim, the thought of mingling that with horses in the mating season likely clouded the judgment of these younger leaders even more than normal. Fortunately they hadn't attacked with any interest in causing actual injuries, only in subduing the nonthreatening centaurs, so nobody had been seriously injured, though a few wolfen did get black eyes from some of the centaurs who resisted despite the commands of their lead mare that they should submit to their attackers.

If Kabula were honest with herself, she'd actually rather been looking forward to having her body plundered by so many strong, healthy, virile males. She'd always had a weakness for rough handling, though she would have felt fairly bad at dragging her followers into being a part of her secret fantasies (or perhaps not so secret, considering how readily the centaurs had allowed themselves to be taken prisoner). Now she was left admiring the powerful Chief Alpha's gorgeous, muscled backside (delightfully exposed by his front-only loincloth and slightly-lifted tail), and wishing he weren't so blasted honorable. Or at least not quite so on top of things in his camp!

Sighing to herself in disappointment, Kabula let her eyes stray over the camp, noting the discipline with which it had been ordered. She strongly suspected that a good deal of it came from the elves she saw among the wolfen, especially one tall, noble-looking elf, a male with hair the color of steel, training at least as hard as the troops, wolfen and actaeon as well as elven, who were working under him.

Though the elves were certainly an influence, however, Kabula sensed instinctively that it was Windtooth that held the entire camp together. The tall and commanding male with his dark fur and gleaming yellow eyes just had a...presence to him that made it so hard to resist recognizing him as a leader. If he gave you an order, the most natural thing in the world would be to obey.

'I just wish he'd order me around,' Kabula silently grumbled to herself, only barely noticing when Windtooth came to a stop at a large tent and pulled the flap open for her. Obviously it was his own tent, considering how large it was, and how well-decorated on the outside. Nodding her head slightly to acknowledge the stern-faced but handsome alpha male's chivalrous behavior, Kabula ducked her head slightly, and stepped into the tent.

Almost immediately, as soon as Kabula's eyes adjusted to the dimmer light of the tent, she noticed someone sitting legs-akimbo next to the thick central pole of the tent, a long-stemmed pipe sticking out of his mouth. It was a tall, smoothly-muscled actaeon stag! She could tell immediately that he was a stag by the size of his...well, his antlers, of course, though she had to admit that wasn't all that attracted her attention. After all, the stunningly-attractive stag was completely naked, save for a black leather bandolier and boots, both shining with the care and attention they'd been given. His nudity was hard to miss, since much of his body was a very dark brown, even darker than the chestnut shade of her own fur, but his chest and belly, and in fact all of his underside all the way down to his inner thighs, was an almost luminous white. This, of course, included his rather substantial staghood, which Kabula did her best not to fix in her gaze. It was _very_hard not to stare, though. Very hard indeed...

"Make yourself comfortable, Kabula," said Windtooth, entering the tent behind her, making the centaur mare start a little at the sound of his voice, her cheeks flushing deeply as he saw the powerful, dominant wolfen male casually untie his loincloth and hang it from a peg near the tent entrance, leaving him about as naked as the actaeon stag, his only clothing a slender belt thong from which dangled a bone-handled knife. "Wauken and his actaeons arrived only yesterday, and they told me to expect your coming. I'm quite disappointed that my outer perimeter guards didn't take my orders to look out for your coming with more care."

'I'm sure they would have paid plenty of attention to my cumming,' Kabula thought inwardly as she settled unsteadily onto the ground by the little brazier in the middle of the tent, its smoke wafting up through the hole in the ceiling, 'if only you hadn't interrupted them.'

"It was no trouble at all," is what Kabula actually said. "They're young and fresh into their positions, after all. They just got excited at the thought of being of service to their leader." She accepted the steaming cup of warm liquid that Windtooth offered her and took a sip, her eyebrows raising as she found it to be quite good. "Wild oats and all that."

Windtooth arched an eyebrow at Kabula's words, then grinned as he settled down next to her, one hand holding his own cup of the steaming liquid...and the other resting quite intimately on her rump.

"I wouldn't have interfered with your fun," he said with a suggestive growl, "except that I didn't want them to set a bad example for the others."

As he spoke, Kabula couldn't keep herself from fidgeting, while the Alpha's fingers caressed the curve of her supple flank, then slid smoothly beneath her tail, finding her still-moist slit. On her other side, Wauken's stoic face spread into a knowing smile, and he shifted his position so that he was soon by Kabula's other side, setting his cup down to reach out, taking both her breasts in his wonderfully skilled, gentle hands.

"Of course I smelled your willingness," Windtooth continued, even as Kabula moaned as the beautiful stag, Wauken, started to suckle on one of her plump nipples, tugging and twisting it expertly with his agile lips, before he shifted to the other nipple. "Every wolfen there could. It doesn't do to let discipline lapse, though, not in a camp like this. Perhaps in our normal little family tribes, but not when the unity of the pack depends on discipline." He was kissing his way down her equine lower back now, and Kabula shivered all over as her still-bound tail flipped automatically to the side, clearly expressing her interest in his actions, and her permission that he should continue. "That is just the way of war."

"Shut up about war already!" Kabula cried out, unable to take the double-teasing of these two experienced and very talented males. "I need your cocks now!"

"The lady knows what she wants," commented Wauken dryly, only barley keeping his face in its normal, stoic expression, the whispers of a grin visible at the corners of his mouth.

"It would be rude not to satisfy such clearly-stated desires," Windtooth agreed, not bothering to restrain his own toothy grin. "Fortunately for her, we're both gentlemen."

"You...oh! Oh! Oooooh!"

Almost before she even realized it, both Wauken and Windtooth had slid their lower halves around, and in a trice, Kabula's eyes spread wide, her mouth dropping open, as the two males smoothly pressed their cocks together, their dripping tips prodding against her almost equally-dripping quim, before they squeezed inside together. Her wail of pleasure filled the tent, and she was certain it had to be heard by anyone within a mile. And she didn't care! At last, she was being royally pounded by two truly gifted and dominant males!

"I think this alliance will work out well," Wauken remarked, leaning over to give Windtooth's cheek an affectionate lick, even as he ground his hips forward, his legs scissoring with the wolfen's as they both lay on their sides, all the better to angle themselves into the eager centaurette thrusting back at them, without getting in each other's way.

"We should have ended our quarrel ages ago," Windtooth agreed, before he pressed his body against Kabula's flanks, and really let loose, his hips turning into a blur of motion, even as he reached out, grabbing tightly onto Wauken's firm-muscled buns, using them as an anchor to let him keep up his pussy punishing pace.

"Yes!" Kabula cried in joyful orgasm, pinching her own nipples tightly as her juices fairly gushed out onto the groins of the two males plowing her tightly-clenching cunny. "Yes!"

It looked as though the alliance was going to work together quite well indeed.

Path Choices

Is Rael pregnant by Skaeth? Y/N

If you choose no, should it be because Rufus' seed beats Skaeth's to the punch? Y/N

Finally, pick one of the unseen scenes from the list at the top, excluding #3 (since it was done in this entry) - only pick one, though.

Note the following changes: #1 will add Ryg to the all-girl group. #2 will focus a good deal on exploring and developing Erlend's character. #5 will have Rael, Hanaro, and Urta added to it, making it into a family gathering for Rufus. #6 will involve mostly all-male action (Urta being the exception), with Skaeth as the forced sub in the middle, unless someone throws in another suggestion.