[F4A] The Monster Nymphomaniac
I, Cassidy, was the jewel of my village, some might say— which to me wasn’t saying much given its size. The town of Vielnum had its share of shops and inns, a myriad of homes and boarding houses, but certainly lived in the shadow of the nearby city of Abathis. To make my way in my own apartment working as a barmaid was considered ‘doing well’ in Vielnum.
Being along its road however meant there was plenty of chances for travelers to ogle me or attempt to woo me, and I became somewhat notorious for spurning all such advances despite my beauty— their words, lest I seem vain. Tall tales of chaste maidens asking great deeds of even greater knights in exchange for their precious flower are in far greater supply than those aforementioned maidens. Thus I did cut a strange figure, turning down the same suitors others would fawn over.
I’m in my 20th year and stands 5’2” with wavy red hair to my shoulders and all-in-all a fairly petite frame. My skin is pale and freckled, eyes a deep forest green. My breasts are perky B-cups, yet where my body truly shines (in my estimation) is in my wide hips and plump rear. Beneath my day-to-day dresses and skirts my body is shaved of hair besides a trimmed triangle of deep red pubic hair.
I at least knows why they make passes at me, I’m just… not interested.
“Cassie!” Elric called, now a trader in his own right like his father before him and bringing in some 10,000 a year. “We’re off to the mill, care to join us?” He evidently wasn’t interested in being Derrick and Gilda’s third wheel.
“I’m afraid not.” I responded half-heartedly, barely raising my voice high enough to be heard. With a tan skirt and white blouse, feet stuffed in my trusty ankle-high boots, I made off towards the road, going for another of my walks and planning a detour through some new neck of the forest.
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“Good… Warm…” The little greenskin groaned, leaning over my bare stomach, skirt upturned towards my face. Sharp-nailed fingers clung to my sides, pulling me to him as much as he thrust his slender, throbbing cock into my folds, surprisingly strong for his stature. Pulsing, swaying goblin balls slapped against my sex, a tongue running over my stomach as he closes his eyes and soaks in the sensation of bedding a human, no doubt.
When I’d stumbled upon the creature I hadn’t shooed him away, accepting his curiosity. To think indulging his idle gropes would have escalated so quickly…
“Please…. N-Not… Inside…” I whimpered out yet he showed no sign of hearing me. My body disagreed, my wetness coated his shaft, my walls gripping tightly onto the bulbous head pressing into me, greedily awaiting its payload.
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“I-I… I’m sorry. I’m afraid I can’t.” I turned away, eschewing the flowers presented to me by the soon-to-be-knighted Manuel. As much as I earnestly had no interest in his affections I couldn’t bear standing by to endure his reaction, either, retreating to my woods instead.
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“Oh… Yes.. Yes! Right there lass…” The satyr woman took another gulp from her bottle, a bottle I had swiped from the inn lest I run into her again. Yet her idea of ‘sharing a drink’ seemed a bit different from mine.
On all fours my tongue worked over her thrumming folds as she perched on her stump, juices smeared on my face and fingers running through my red hair.
“So close…” She began rolling her hips into me and I redoubled my efforts, quietly hoping the need blossoming between my legs would get its chance.
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“What? But all of the real men are in Abathis anyway. When else are you going to meet your match?” The other two women nodded along with the speaker, evidently near fed up with my reputation as a prude— to the point of earning a new reputation as terribly arrogant.
“I have far more faith he’ll find me than the other way around.” This seemed to stun them into silence and they walked off in a huff.
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The wounded minotaur loomed over me as I sat there on my knees, the bandage I’d fastened to his thigh the only ‘covering’ left now that he’d removed his loincloth. While I’d worked I’d watched his package lay there, dormant and flopped over, until it had begun to twitch.
“Suck.” A booming voice said in my tongue, a powerful hand guiding my mouth to his balls. I did as instructed, suckling at the heavy orbs and watching the shaft stand at attention.
“Mm~” I yelped as a hand pulled at my hip, sliding me around so my rear sat next to his leg. He was fully hard now, shaft casting a shadow over my face, and one meaty finger reached into my panties and found the wetness there.
“Ready.” He rose and shoved me back, then gathered one ankle in each hand. He ground his shaft across my cotton-covered sex, nostrils flaring, until I pulled my panties aside, wide-eyed and trembling.
I think you get the gyst
In brief: Cassidy has certain interests which are directed exclusively towards monster-kind and has a way of getting herself into trouble. Perhaps ‘nymph’ is a bit of a misnomer since I still view her as more the one being taken advantage of in these scenarios— give a horny beast an inch and it’ll take a mile, as they say. Oh, no one says that?
So, for you, what or who might you like poor Cassie to encounter to serve as the centerpiece of our scene? Just about anything goes so long as we keep away from insects and the like. Smaller or larger are equally appealing, though I’ll note ‘massive insertions’ are not really a plus for me. As big as the beast-y may be, I like their endowment (or however much is inserted into her) to be a pleasurable experience for her :P
The more creative the better, and please do include whatever kinks you’d like to explore as part of the scene! From demons to direwolves, kobolds to tentacles, variety is the spice of life. All genders are quite welcome as well, just please do come with something with some detail to latch onto.
I'll also note I'm equally open to repeat encounters with the same monster, or a menagerie of one-offs should someone be eager to GM instead!
Now, for some kinks I think work well here (all optional, however): rough sex, clothed sex, being undressed, clothes tearing, hair pulling, creampies, giving blowjobs, facefucking, size difference (bigger or smaller), cunnilingus, ball worship, rimming, anal, breeding talk, pregnancy risk, creampies, oviposition, dub-con, non-con, multiple rounds, monsters, exotic cocks, foot play, double penetration, hairy partners, gangbangs, sweat, musk, biting, scratching, creative positions, humiliation, degradation, lots of cum, exhibitionism, and likely more.
My limits are anything to do with the bathroom, hyper, blood, gore, etc.