GM: The Haze fog swirls around you, impossible to avoid in the crowded space. It fills your lungs with each breath. All three of you roll Will saves.
[Aviditi rolls a Will (-1) save and gets a 4.]
[Iuona rolls a Will (+2) save with advantage due to her class and gets an 11.]
[Sundae rolls a Will (-1) save and gets a 17.]
GM: Sundae, you resist the Haze completely. Your mind stays sharp even as the purple fog swirls around you. But Iuona and Aviditi aren't so fortunate.
Iuona, the drug hits you hard. Your nipples stiffen to painful points. Your body feels like silk. The crowd around you transforms. Every orc suddenly looks stronger, more appealing. You notice their thick arms, their broad chests. Your thighs clench together as heat pools between them.
Aviditi, it's even worse for you. The Haze compounds with the lingering arousal from earlier. Your whole body burns. Your pussy throbs with need. You look at the nearest orc and all you can think of is how good his cock would feel inside you.
Iuona: I shake my head, trying to clear it, but the fog won't leave. "I... I need to work. Need to serve drinks, ask questions about Haze." The words come out breathy. I spot the scarred orc from earlier and walk over, swaying my hips more than necessary.
Aviditi: I grab my tray of drinks and practically stumble toward a table of orcs. My tail lashes behind me. "Who wants a drink?" My voice comes out sultry instead of aggressive.
GM: The orcs at Aviditi's table look up with interest. One gestures to his lap. "Why don't you sit down whilst we order, sweetheart?"
Aviditi: Without hesitation, I drop onto his lap.
GM: His thick thighs press against your ass. You can feel something hard beneath you.
Aviditi: I grind down against it, biting my lip. "What'll you have?"
GM: The orc groans. His hands come up to grip my hips. "Fuck, you're eager. I'll take a round of ale. And keep doing that."
Sundae: I watch in alarm as both Iuona and Aviditi start acting completely out of character.
Iuona: I am leaning over the scarred orc's table, pressing my breasts together.
Aviditi: I am still grinding on this stranger's lap like I am in heat.
Sundae: "Shit shit shit."
GM: The scarred orc reaches up and cups Iuona's breast.
Iuona: I don't pull away. Instead, lean into his touch, moaning softly. "That's five gold."
GM: "Worth it." He squeezes harder, his rough palm scraping your nipple. His other hand slides up your thigh under your pink skirt.
Iuona: I gasp and press closer. My hand drops to his shoulder for balance as his fingers brush dangerously close to my pussy. "Another five if you want to touch there."
Sundae: I need to do something. But if I make a scene, Ma'am Tusk will kick us all out, and we won't learn anything. I scan the room frantically, looking for whoever might be behind this.
GM: You spot a familiar face near the back corner. The oozeling from the underground market, half-hidden in shadow, watching the chaos with a satisfied smile. Meanwhile, Aviditi, The orc beneath you bucks his hips up. You can feel his cock straining against his trousers.
Aviditi: I reach down and palm it through the fabric, stroking. "You like that?"
GM: "Fuck yes." His voice is strained. "Private room. Now."
Sundae: I see Aviditi in trouble, but the oozeling is right there. I make a decision. I weave through the crowd toward the oozeling. I force a sultry smile onto my face as I approach.
"Hey there, handsome." I lean against the wall next to him, pushing my breasts out. "You look lonely. Want some company?"
GM: The oozeling's semi-transparent form ripples. His eyes travel down my body. "How much?"
Sundae: "For you? Special price. Private show, just us." I trail a finger down his chest, the fabric of his shirt somehow staying dry despite his viscous body. "I've got a room upstairs. We can have some real fun."
[Sundae activates Sweet Talk, gaining advantage on her Influence (+2) check. She rolls and gets a 17.]
GM: The oozeling grins, his mouth a dark opening in his translucent face. "Lead the way, beautiful."
Sundae: I take his hand, it's cold and slightly sticky, and pull him toward the stairs at the back of the room. I need information, and I need it fast before Iuona and Aviditi do something they'll regret.
GM: Speaking of which, Iuona, the scarred orc's fingers push past your underwear. They slide between your folds, finding you soaked.
Iuona: I gasp and grind against his hand. My rational mind screams that this is wrong, but the Haze drowns out everything except need. "Please..."
GM: "Please, what, elf?" He works two thick fingers inside you.
Iuona: "Touch me. Make me cum." I don't care who hears. The entire bar could be watching, and I wouldn't stop.
GM: Aviditi, you pull the orc to his feet. His cock tents his trousers obscenely. You lead him toward one of the private alcoves at the side of the room.
Aviditi: I shove him onto the cushioned bench inside and drop to my knees. I almost rip his pants off, freeing his cock.
GM: It springs out, thick and green and delicious-looking.
Aviditi: I wrap my hand around it and stroke.
GM: The orc groans and grabs your horns, using them as handles. "Use that pretty mouth."
Aviditi: I lean forward and drag my tongue up the underside of his shaft. He tastes like salt and musk. My pussy clenches, empty and desperate.
GM: Sundae, you lead the oozeling up the narrow stairs to the second floor. Private rooms line a hallway, these ones much more isolated than the alcoves downstairs. Each one is curtained off. You pick one at random and pull him inside. The space is small: a bed, a chair, a small table with oil and toys.
Sundae: I push him onto the bed and straddle his lap, grinding my hips against him. "You like this, baby? You like a soft bunny girl on your lap?"
GM: His hands come up to grab my ass. You feel something beneath his trousers, thick and writhing. You know that oozeling's dicks are more tentacle than penile. "Very much."
Sundae: I lean in close, my lips brushing his ear. "Tell me something. That fog downstairs. You're the one who supplied it, aren't you?"
GM: His body tenses. "What?"
Sundae: I rock my hips harder, reaching down to palm the bulge in his trousers. "Don't play dumb. I saw you watching. You looked so proud." I kiss his neck. "It's okay. I think it's hot. A man with that kind of power."
[Sundae activates Sweet Talk again, rolling Influence (+2) with advantage. She gets a 22.]
GM: The oozeling relaxes slightly. His cock swells under your touch, and you feel the thick tentacle shift. "Maybe I did. What's it to you?"
Sundae: "I want to know who you work for. Who's your supplier?" I unbutton his trousers and reach inside, wrapping my fingers around his cock. It's slippery and warm, pulsing in my grip. "Tell me and I'll make you feel real good."
GM: He groans as you stroke him. "You don't want to know. Dangerous people."
Sundae: "Try me." I pump faster.
GM: His cock throbs and writhes in my hand like it's alive. "Ikar," he gasps. "His name is Ikar. Operates out of an abandoned storage facility in the merchant quarter. That's... fuck... that's all I know."
Sundae: "Good boy." I lean back and pull out one of my daggers from... somewhere. The blade gleams in the low light. "Now here's what's going to happen. You're going to sit very still and very quiet whilst I tie you up. And if you make a sound, I'll cut off whatever the hell this is." I squeeze his cock for emphasis.
GM: The oozeling's eyes widen. "You... you tricked me!"
Sundae: "I prefer 'convinced creatively.'" I press the blade against his throat. "Now. Sit. Still."
[Sundae rolls a Finesse (+3) check to restrain him and gets a 16.]
GM: You bind him efficiently with the silk ropes from the bedside table. He struggles, but you're quicker, and the threat of the blade keeps him cooperative.
Sundae: I gag him with a strip of torn bedsheet and step back. "Thanks for the info, sweetheart. Enjoy your evening." I slip out of the room. I need to find Iuona and Aviditi before they fuck half the bar.
GM: Downstairs, the scene has grown wilder. The Haze has affected most of the women in the room. Waitresses grind on patrons' laps. A dwarf woman fucks an orc openly at a corner table. The music pounds louder, drowning out the moans and gasps.
Iuona, the scarred orc, has you bent over the table. Your skirt is pushed up around your waist. His fingers pump into you from behind whilst his other hand mauls your breast.
Iuona: I'm panting, grinding back against his hand. "More. Please. I need more."
GM: "Greedy little elf." He withdraws his finger,s and you hear the clink of his belt. "Gonna give you what you're begging for."
Sundae: I spot Iuona, and my heart sinks. I push through the crowd and grab her arm. "Iuona! We need to go. Now."
Iuona: I turn, my eyes glazed and unfocused. "Sundae? I... I'm busy."
Sundae: "You're drugged. This isn't you. We need to leave before—"
GM: The scarred orc shoves Sundae back. "Fuck off, rabbit. She's mine for the night."
Sundae: I stumble but catch myself. I look at Iuona, at the desperate need in her eyes. I can't drag her out kicking and screaming. I despirately think of a plan to save Iuona from getting impaled of orc cock.
GM: Aviditi, you've taken the orc's cock into your mouth. You bob your head, sucking hard whilst your hand works his base. He's close, you can tell by the way his thighs tense.
Aviditi: I want to taste him. Want to swallow his cum. My pussy throbs. I reach down with my free hand and rub my clit through the thin fabric of the skirt.
GM: The orc grunts and spills into your mouth. Hot and thick and bitter. You swallow it down, moaning around his cock.
Sundae: I need Prestant. Now. I push toward the entrance, scanning for him in the queue still snaking outside. "Prestant!" I yell out.
Prestant: I shove through the queue, ignoring protests.
Sundae: "Prestant!" My voice cracks with urgency as I frantically wave.
Prestant: "What's wrong?"
Sundae: "Haze! The whole place got dosed. Iuona and Aviditi are about to get banged."
Prestant: I got to act quickly. "Where?"
Sundae: I drag Sundae through the entrance.
GM: The bouncer tries to block you.
Prestant: "Move aside!" Fire crackles around me.
[Prestant rolls with Influence (+3) check with advantage due to the situation. He gets a 23.]
GM: He steps aside with his hands up in the air. The main floor sprawls before you in chaos. Women fucking and sucking strangers. Moans mixing with music. Your eyes scan frantically until you find Iuona bent over a table, an orc behind her fumbling with his cock.
Prestant: Rage ignites. "Iuona!" My shout is booming.
GM: The orc glares at you. "Fuck off, human. She's willing."
Prestant: "She's drugged." I raise my hand. Fire swirling around my fingertips. "Last chance."
GM: He laughs and positions himself at her entrance.
Prestant: I don't hesitate.
[Prestant casts Fire Dart and deals 18 damage.]
GM: The fire dart screams through the air and slams into his cock with surgical precision. He shrieks and stumbles backward, clutching his singed genitals.
Iuona: The pain in his voice cuts through my haze. I blink, confused. "Prestant?"
Prestant: I grab her hand and pull her upright. "Come on."
Iuona: My legs shake. I cling to Prestant, my body still burning with need. "I... what's happening?"
Prestant: "You're drugged. We're leaving." I scan the room. "Where's Aviditi?"
Sundae: "Private alcove, third from the left."
Prestant: I drag Iuona toward it.
Sundae: I follow closely.
GM: You rip the curtain aside. Aviditi kneels between the orc's legs, his cum freshly swallowed. She looks up, dazed.
Aviditi: "Prestant?"
Prestant: I haul her to her feet. "No time. Out."
GM: You pull both women through the crowd. Patrons shout protests. Ma'am Tusk's voice booms from somewhere behind you but you don't stop. You burst through a back exit into an alley, the cool night air hitting like a slap. You keep running, not looking back. Brick walls press close on either side. A single lantern flickers overhead.
Iuona: The fresh air does nothing to clear the fog in my mind. My pussy aches. My whole body screams for release. I look at Prestant and need overwhelms rational thought. I grab his robes and pull him close. "I need you."
Prestant: "Iuona, you're not—"
Iuona: I kiss him hard, grinding against him. "Please. I'm burning."
Aviditi: I press against his other side, my hand sliding between his legs. "She's not the only one." My fingers find his cock through the fabric. He's already hardening.
Prestant: "This is the Haze talking—"
Iuona: "I don't care." My hands are shaking. "I need you inside me."
GM: Roll a Will save, Prestant.
[Prestant rolls Will (+1) and gets a 5.]
GM: Your resolve crumbles. Between Iuona's desperate kisses and Aviditi's skilled hand stroking you through your robes, rational thought dissolves.
Prestant: "Fuck it." I spin Iuona around and bend her over a crate. I yank her joke of a skirt up.
Iuona: "Yes. Please."
Prestant: I free my cock and thrust into her in one stroke.
Iuona: I scream, my walls clenching around him. "Gods, yes!"
Aviditi: I watch, my hand working between my legs. "Don't forget about me, little brother."
Prestant: I pump into Iuona with rage and adrenaline, each thrust making the crate scrape against the brick. My free hand reaches for Aviditi. "Come here."
Aviditi: I step close.
Prestant: I slide two fingers into Aviditi's dripping pussy.
Aviditi: I groan and ride his hand, my hips bucking. "Harder."
Sundae: "Damn…" I stand back only a little, keeping watch. This is making me extremely horny despite not being affected by the Haze. My hand drifts down.
Iuona: "I'm close. I'm—" I shatter around him, my whole body convulsing.
Prestant: I pump into Iuona and Aviditi faster, feeling both of my companions tighten.
Aviditi: "Fuck!" My legs are shaking.
Prestant: I pull out of Iuona and turn to Aviditi. I bend her over the same crate.
Aviditi: "About time." My tail wraps around Prestant's wrist.
Prestant: I slam into her. She's surprisingly tighter than Iuona, hotter. I fuck her not thinking about her having my sister's soul inside of her.
Sundae: I can't help myself. I am full on fingering myself as I watch this, it is hot as fuck.
Iuona: I notice Sundae. I cross to her and drop to my knees. "Let me help."
Sundae: "Iuona, you don't have to… oh fuck!" I melt as her tongue finds my pussy. I grip her hair and grind against her face. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."
Prestant: Aviditi's pussy clamps down on me. I feel my control slipping.
Aviditi: "Fill me up!"
Prestant: I bury myself deep and empty into her.
GM: Your cum floods her womb. She moans and her whole body shudders.
Sundae: Iuona's tongue pushes me over the edge. I come hard, my cottontail twitches.
Sundae: My orgasm faded but the sight of Prestant still half-hard is inviting and I might not get this chance again. I dropped to my knees in front of him, my tongue already out. "Let me clean you up, Pressy."
Prestant: Before I can protest, Sundae's mouth engulfs me.
Sundae: I work my tongue expertly, lapping Aviditi's juices and Prestant's cum from his shaft. I sucked him deeper. The taste of sex coats my tongue. My hand cups his balls, rolling them gently. I think about how I can blame this on the Haze later.
Prestant: I hardened fully in her mouth. My hands gripped her white hair, my hips beginning to thrust. "Oh fuck… Sundae…"
Sundae: I moaned around him, then I pulled off with a wet pop. "Someone's ready for round two."
Iuona: The Haze still burns through me. I pushed Sundae aside, claw Prestant to the ground and climb onto him, sinking down.
Prestant: I grip Iuona's hips and pound up into her my delight evident on my face as I return to a familiar hole.
Iuona: "Harder!" I ride him desperately, pulling Prestant's hands to my breasts.
Prestant: I thrust faster, deeper. My orgasm is building quickly. "I'm going to—"
Iuona: "Inside me! Fill me just like you did Aviditi!" I slammed down.
GM: Prestant cums, his seed filling Iuona's pussy.
Iuona: I cum with him, screaming his name into the night.
GM: The effects of the Haze are now starting to fade.
Iuona: "My gods, what did we just do."
Sundae: "The Haze…" I shift my eyes left and right. "Made us do it! Yup! Naughty, naughty Haze."
Aviditi: "Shame, I was looking to have my first time in this body taken in a more combative way."
Iuona: I look down and notice we are still in the Pink Lion uniforms, tits bared. "My armour…"
Prestant: "I suggest you all wait here whilst I retrieve your clothing." I start to walk back towards the Pink Lion. "We will talk about what exactly happened here later."