> Get some rest. You don’t mind staying inside her, it seems like a good place to sleep safely.
 
 
 
 
Your eyes were feeling heavy, the warmth around you and soft thumping of Vlys' heart working to calm you. To bring an ease to your body and mind after the near deadly experience.
 
 
You adjusted slightly to get a bit more comfortable, feeling your companion's grip tighten in response. Every movement you made seemed to spark some pleasure within the ot

> Try to trick the Lamia into wearing the amulet.
 
 
 
 
You could be sneaky about this, right? Wyx’inal had mentioned that the amulet had something of a draw to it, so you could easily paint this object as some form of offering. Then let the thrall reel them in the rest of the way. With that decided, you started off down the other pathway, where you had previously heard moaning and now heard nothing.
 
 
There was little sound this way, not counting t

> Leave an offering to each of the Daedric Princes.
 
 
 
 
Perhaps it would be wise to leave each of the Princes a gift. You turned your bag around, popping it open before digging through it. What could you give to them…? Ah! Before the statue of Sanguine you placed down the five bottles of ale you got from the Centaur job. A warm feeling washed over you, and you could tell that was satisfactory for the Prince of Debauchery.
 
 
Then you looked at th

> This place seems cursed at best. Go left, towards the odd whispers. (MC as pred, Anal, Fatal)
 
 
 
 
Ominous whispers or vague moaning sounds? Well. You supposed the whispers could be investigated first.
 
 
You quietly reached over, gripping the mage’s shoulder to grab his attention. You gestured to the left pathway, and he nodded an affirmative. With that, you led the way. Steadily the sounds of gasping and moaning faded from your perception, bei

> Set off and continue forging a path towards Whiterun. (Random Encounters, Work Towards Whiterun)
 
 
 
 
What better way to work off your large gut than a healthy dose of progress? You still needed to make your way towards Whiterun after all, and it seemed that travel by foot could prove profitable. And satisfying. So, onwards it was.
 
 
First, you gathered up the ales and the gold. Stowing them away into your bag carefully. Then, as you worked to ad

> You’re hungry enough to eat a horse. (Oral Vore, Fatal for Centaur)
 
 
 
 
You can feel a deep hunger building in your stomach. One that dug into your gut like a knife and made saliva pool in your mouth. Yeah, you could handle that Centaur. They were a large and powerful species, but you knew you'd be stronger than it. Maybe by a slim margin, but it was still possible. You could still get a substantial meal from this.
 
 
Though… something tugged

> Travel by foot, making your first stop in Dragon's Bridge. (Random Encounter, Definite Vore Options)
 
 
> Your scales are tough and wings powerful. (Warrior, better for overpowering unwilling prey; ex- can consume even strong opponents easily)
 
 
 
 
You opted out of the carriage ride, figuring that you may as well make this into something of a journey rather than a more direct trip. It would take longer of course, but you felt confident… Also ther

> She cost you a cumshot, might as well have her replace them. (Cock Vore, Fatal)
 
 
The fire that burned within you grew hotter, instincts ensnaring your mind. She wanted to send you away? Just like that? Torygg would never have done such a thing were he here! Even as High King, he tried to make time for you. He ensured that people’s opinions of you swayed positively. You had never had problems with your instincts until his death. Until the dragons returned.
 
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