Lich CYOA
 
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With an annoyed groan, you slowly awaken, your hand reaching out to slap at the offending alarm clock. Damn thing, and you were having a great dream too... from what you can barely remember. You yawn, and slowly but surely, you leave your warm bed. Your body moves on auto-pilot, going through your morning routine; start up the coffee maker, brush your teeth, and take a shower. The cold water that splashes on your face jolts you completely awake, and you grumble as you twist the hot water knob, with no result. Looks like you'll have to talk to the landlord, again.
 
Feeling cold, albeit refreshed, you return to your room. After rummaging through your clean clothes, you decide on wearing a maroon polo and plain jeans. Finally dressed, you head back to the kitchen, and pour yourself a cup of coffee. As you sip the hot beverage, you wonder what your plans for the day will be...
 
A: Actually go to class
B: Skip class and stay home
C: Skip class and head out for the day
D: Custom
 
As you sip your coffee, you mull over your college schedule for the day. Generals; History, Math, and English, then lunch, followed by Biology and Economics. Not exactly exciting, but it would be a waste of money if you didn't go. At the very least, you can fuck around on your laptop when you finish up class work. You sigh, and finish your cup. Class starts in a half hour, you may as well head out.
 
Gathering your backpack and laptop bag, you leave your dorm, and begin walking towards the campus. You're glad that you managed to score a dorm room so close, yet at the same time the price was a little steep.  On the upside, your dorm neighbors are an entertaining bunch, as well as being friendly and generous with substances, both legal and illicit.
 
You're pulled from your thoughts when you bump into someone, causing them to stumble slightly, and drop a few items. The person, a gothic looking girl you've never seen before, mutters some curses under her breath as she gathers her things. You manage to stutter out an apology, only for her to ignore you. She jogs off, and you feel a bit miffed, but don't dwell on it. You shrug, and continue to walk, when your foot bumps into something. Looking down, you notice it's a book, apparently about the occult, the cover loaded with pagan symbols. You pick it up, and dust it off, before continuing on your way. You can just drop it off at the lost and found later, if you don't run into her again.
 
It's not too long before you finally arrive at your class, and you look at the whiteboard to see today's lesson: Mythology and it's effects on recorded History. Huh. You look over at the class, and to your surprise you spot the goth girl from earlier. With more students filing into class, you better pick a seat.
 
A: Up front, pay attention to the lesson
B: Sit by the strange goth girl
C: Sit in the back and read the occult book
D: Custom
 
You decide to sit towards the middle of the class, finding a comfortable seat, the goth girl sitting off a ways towards your left. You pull out your laptop, and set it up on the desk, as an idea strikes you. You reach back into your laptop bag, and pull out a small webcam, setting it up to face forward. If you're going to spend time reading this book, you may as well have something recording your lesson.
 
Soon, the classroom is filled, and the lesson has begun, but you don't pay any mind to it, as you thumb through the occult book. There are many illustrations littered throughout, though some of them seem a bit more lewd than you had anticipated. You also notice handwriting scattered around in the margins. Deciding to actually give this a read, you flip back to the front, and find something written on the back of the front cover.
 
"This grimoire is the property of Delilah Markov"
 
You smirk, well, now you know the name of that mysterious goth girl. You continue reading through the introduction, as it explains some uses of magic, and some examples of spells contained within. At first, it comes across as a basic Wiccan book, but something seems off about it, notably the recommended Mana levels required for some of the spells. "Requires three mages, an adept Lich, or a skilled Anubis." Ranks, maybe? Some of the recommended ranks have cursive writing in the margins next to it. "Can also be done by any skilled species, attempt only if confident enough."
 
Species? That's kinda weird. Raising an eyebrow, you continue to skim the book, when you come across a page with a folded corner, bookmarked most likely. Your eyebrow raises higher as you read the chapter title. "Conjuring Gateways" Curiosity piquing, you start to read further, when you feel something light hit the side of your head. You look down, and spot a crumpled note.
 
"How the fuck did you get my book?"
 
You look up, and see the goth girl glaring at you.
 
A: Reply
B: Ignore her, keep reading
C: Custom
 
You decide to reply to her, it is her book after all. You quickly jot down a response, explaining how you got your hands on it. You check to make sure the professor isn't looking back, before crumpling up the paper and tossing it at her. She catches the note out of the air, and begins to read it. Her face takes on a pink tinge, and she hastily scribbles down a reply, tossing the note back.
 
"Oh... sorry for being rude, and thank you for picking it up. It's very, very important, so can you please give it back to me?"
 
You write back that you might, but you find the contents of it to be quite interesting. You then ask about certain keywords, namely Species and Gateways. You toss the note back to her, and once again she deftly snatches it out of the air. As she reads the note, you notice the color beginning to drain from her face, and she bites her lip. She taps the note for a few moments as she thinks, before scribbling a response and tossing it at you.
 
"I can tell you more, but it's not safe to do so here. Do you want to meet up for Lunch?"
 
You look at her, and notice that she seems very nervous, her eyes darting about the room, as she twiddles her thumbs.
 
A: Agree to meet up for lunch
B: Decline
C: Offer to skip class now
D: Custom
 
You write down your response, and toss it back to her. She glances over it, and smiles, before jotting down a response and tossing the note back.
 
"Thank you. Do you have a favorite place? I'm new here, so I don't know what is around."
 
Well, that explains why you've never seen her before, though now you have a rather uneasy feeling in your gut. You think for a few moments, before writing down that you know a nearby diner. You toss the note back, and she catches it, reading it quickly. A quick scribble and toss later, and the note is once again in your hands.
 
"That sounds fine. I'll talk to you after class."
 
You look back up at her, and she gives you a warm smile, causing your insides to flutter slightly.
 
It's not too long until class is over. You apparently have homework, a few chapters to read, and a short response paper to write. With a grin, you stop the video recording on the laptop, and save the file. You might have to remember this for future classes. Once everything is packed up, you leave the room, and find Delilah, leaning against the wall, next to the door. She smiles when she sees you, and grabs your arm.
 
"Come on, let's get going." she says, and starts to pull you towards the exit. Taken back slightly, you tell her that you still have a few more classes before your lunch break. She stops, and turns around, frowning at you.
 
"Are you really going to turn down a pretty girl, who's willing to talk to you about magic, of all things, to go to another boring class?"
 
A: Of course not, let's go!
B: Why yes, yes I am.
C: Custom
 
You explain that while the offer is very tempting, you don't want to miss any classes, lest you be screwed over on an assignment. She stares at you, a deep frown on her face, before letting out a sigh.
 
"I understand, I suppose I can wait a few more hours." she says, a small look of disappointment on her face. You ask her if you can have her number, as you pull out your phone. She frowns again, and shakes her head.
 
"I don't have a phone, not yet at least. But we can meet up in the library, I'll be there all day." she answers. You agree to meet there, and she smiles, her mood visibly brightening. YOu say your goodbyes, and turn to head off, before you feel her tug at your arm. "I didn't catch your name. I'm Delilah." she says. You quickly mention your name, and she smirks. "Nice name. See you later!" she remarks, and heads off. Quite the strange girl, she is.
 
With a sigh, you head to your next class: Math. Definitely your least favorite subject, but if you miss a lesson, you'll be fucked for the rest of the semester.
 
When you arrive at your classroom, you see your classmates gathered around the door, all of them trying to peek into the room. You ask someone in the back of the group what's going on.
 
"The professor just had a heart attack, or something. A couple of paramedics are in there right now." they respond. Well, shit. Looks like your hour just opened up.
 
A: Go and meet up with Delilah
B: Find somewhere quiet, where you can read that book
C: Find somewhere that's got a good wifi signal, and use your laptop
D: Custom
 
You decide you may as well meet up with Delilah, and see where that goes. You leave the group, and turn down another hallway, briefly catching a whiff of rotten eggs near the trash can, grimacing at the odor.
 
Thankfully, the library is nearby, and it's not long before you arrive there. You look around, but you don't see Delilah at any of the tables. Wandering around down the aisles of shelves, you soon find her, sitting cross legged, next to the occult section, a stack of books at her side. Figures. She looks up, and grins when she sees you.
 
"Decided to skip class anyway?" she asks. You explain what happened, and she let's out a small laugh. "Wow, really? Talk about convenient." she replies, a large smirk on her face. You sit down across from her, and glance at the books that she has stacked next to her. Most of it is more occult books, but you are surprised to see a few quantum physics books in the stack. You ask if she wants to talk here, instead of going to a diner.
 
"No, I'd rather we talk about this over lunch, I'm nearly finished here anyway." she explains, as she scans over the books on the shelf. After a few moments, she grabs one of the books, and sets it in the stack. You manage to catch the title before she picks the entire stack up: "European History of Magic and the Occult." Huh. You figure she must have grabbed this book for your benefit, and you follow her to the front desk. A few minutes later, and you both leave the library, your backpack a bit heavy, as you offered to carry some of the books. "So, where's this diner at?" she asks.
 
A: Take her to the local diner
B: Take her to a different restaurant
C: Have lunch at your place
D: Custom
 
You decide to keep your plans, and take her to the diner. It's a decent walk, about ten minutes away from the campus. You try to think of something to say to her during the walk, but nothing much comes to mind. She doesn't seem to mind though, rather she seems to be lost in her own thoughts.
 
You soon arrive at the diner, and are quickly seated. Your waitress asks what you'd both like to drink, and you order a soda. Delilah pauses, before requesting the same drink. The waitress then leaves, and Delilah sighs.
 
"Well, I thought that I'd know how to explain all this to you, but I really don't know where to start." she says, frowning slightly. Now that you're seated across from her, you finally get to take in her appearance.
 
Her skin is pale, and looks rather soft. Locks of dark emerald hair, most likely dyed, peak out from under her gray and black beanie. Her black shirt, with silver flowing designs, is a bit loose, but you can tell she has a decently sized bust. Noticing that you are looking her over, she stares at you, and smirks.
 
"What, see something you like?~" she teases. That's when you notice her eyes. Bright purple, with slit pupils...ones that adjust to the light. Your own eyes widen in surprise, and she smiles. "Finally noticed?" she asks, pointing at her face. You nod, and she chuckles. "Well, they're real, I can assure you." she replies. You feel quite uneasy now, as you feel the blood drain from your face.
 
A: Ask her about her eyes
B: Stay silent and let her talk
C: Leave ASAP
D: Custom
 
You swallow hard, and keep silent. Delilah lets out a soft laugh, and smiles warmly.
 
"I can't say I'm surprised at your reaction, from what I've seen so far, none of... my kind... are around here." she says. You keep silent, still unsure of what to say. She looks at you expectantly, and shrugs. "I'll show you what I am, later, if you would like." she says, as the waitress returns, and leaves your drinks. Delilah stares at the glass for a few moments, before grabbing it, and taking a sip. Her eyes light up, and she takes a larger sip.
 
"So this is soda, huh?" she asks, before taking another sip. You shift in your seat, as you finally find your voice, and ask if she really is new to all this, gesturing to your surroundings. She nods, and sips her soda again.
 
"I haven't been here for very long, and much of what you have doesn't exist in my home." she explains, and points at your backpack. "Can you please grab my book?" she asks. You nod slowly, and take the book out of your bag. She gently takes it from your hands, and opens it up.
 
"So, where should I start?" she asks.
 
A: Ask more about her
B: Ask how she got here
C: Ask about magic in general
D: Custom
 
You decide you want to know more about her, and ask. She smiles, and nods.
 
"I suppose I owe you an explanation there. As you've already guessed, I'm not exactly human." she explains. You nod, and sip your drink. "I'm pretty good with magic, and I was tasked to come here, to scout things out." she continues. Scout? You ask what she means, and she grimaces. "Things...aren't exactly going well where I'm from. I've been sent here, to see if this place can accommodate refugees." she explains. Your eyes widen at this. "So far, this place seems suitable, but I need to make sure." she continues, and gestures towards the books in your backpack. You ask how she plans to have a bunch of refugees come here.
 
"If my superiors decide this place suits our needs, we'll send ambassadors to your leaders." she explains. You're quickly reminded of a cheesy sci fi movie, and you chuckle at this, the tension starting to fade. "What are you laughing at? This is serious, you know." she asks, giving you a glare. You explain, and her glare softens, her expression turning back to a smile. "I see. Maybe you can show me some of those sci-fi movies later." she teases, and sips her drink. You then ask if she can at least tell you what she is. She smirks, and traces her finger around the top of her glass. "Well, I could tell you, but it'll be more fun if you guess~" she answers with a wink, teasing you.
 
A: Something with too many legs
B: Something without legs
C: Something that can fly
D: Something really bizarre (Custom)
 
There's one word that keeps coming back to you, gnawing at the back of your mind. You ask if she is a Lich. Dalilah's eyes widen, and she smiles wide.
 
"Wow, you're quite intuitive. That's exactly what I am." she answers, looking very excited. You start to turn a bit red, and look away, before asking what exactly a Lich is. Delilah's expression freezes for a moment, and soon she's laughing like a madman. "Okay, scratch that, you made a very lucky guess!" she says, before regaining her composure. "A Lich is a powerful sorceress, who has taken their soul, and placed it in an object, giving them immortality, as long as the object remains intact." she explains, and then rolls her eyes. "At least, that's how it used to work. Now, if the object, a phylactery, is destroyed, a Lich will not die. Instead, their soul returns to their body, and... well, depending on the circumstances, they can lose their mind." she finishes. You blink, as your mind processes the information. So her soul is in another object? Does that make her dead? You ask her this, and she shrugs.
 
"Some people would say so, but you tell me." she answers, and grabs your hand, and places it over her breast, pressing your palm firmly against her. Your face flushes red, and she shakes her head. "No, don't think about that right now. Do you feel it?" she asks, smirking at you. That's when you notice it, her heart beat, powerful and rhythmic.
 
"My body is warm, and my heart still beats, even after living for over two hundred years." she says, and lets go of your hand. You let it sit on her chest for a few moments, before you awkwardly pull it back. She chuckles at this, and grins.
 
"So, now that that is out of the way..."
 
A: Order lunch, and ask about her world
B: Pay for your drinks, and bring her to your place
C: Head back to college for your next class
D: Custom
 
You ask Delilah about her world, and how it differs from yours. The lich opens her mouth to answer, only to be interrupted by your waitress, who leaves a pair of menus on your table. Delilah waits until she leaves, before continuing.
 
"To put it simply, my world isn't as advanced as yours." she answers, as she grabs the menu, and flips through it. "We have things similar to what's in this world; Firearms, Railroads, and other machinery." she continues, pausing to stare at an entry on the menu, only to shake her head. "From what I've gathered, reading your world history, I'd place our technology level at mid to late 19th century." she adds, and pauses again. She then points to an entry on the menu. "This looks good, have you had it before?" she asks.
 
You look at her menu, and see her finger resting on the image of a philly cheese steak. You answer her, telling her that it is pretty tasty. She smiles.
 
"Then I'll have this, then." she says. You quickly choose your own meal, and flag the waitress down, placing your order. As soon as the waitress leaves again, Delilah clears her throat, getting your attention again. "Shall I go on? Or do you want to ask another question?"
 
A: Ask about the conflict happening in her world.
B: Ask her to explain more about magic
C: Ask about her
D: Custom
 
You ask Delilah if she can explain a bit more about magic. She nods, and looks down at her book, flipping through a few pages.
 
"Well, this should already be obvious, but the reason behind our lack of advancement, is that magic takes the place of many of your machines." she explained, and turned the book towards you, her finger on the chapter title 'Communication Spells'. "With the spells listed on this page, we can communicate with written words, voice, and as if we were in the room together." she continues. You mention that this sounds exactly like e-mail, calling, and video calls. "Exactly. On my world, many people have latent magical abilities, and these spells are some of the first learned." she continues. She then flips through the book, stopped at a page near the back. "Not all magic use is for peaceful applications, of course..." she says with a frown, trailing off. The chapter she stopped at reads "Magic and it's uses in Warfare." You ask how dangerous magic can be, in regards to warfare. Delilah looks away from you, and shifts in her seat.
 
"To be honest... you kind of already experienced a minor version of it." she says. You feel yourself going slightly pale, and you ask if she was involved in your professor's health issue. She looks back at you, and nods. "Yes, I was. He'll be fine though, I didn't really give him a heart attack." Well, that explains that. You ask if the rotten egg smell was part of that, and she nods again. "Sulfur, it's a by product of magic, namely aggressive magic." she explains. You sit in awkward silence for a moment, as the both of you try to find something to say. Your waitress soon comes around, and leaves your meals at your table.
 
A: Ask Delilah why she was desperate to talk to you
B: Ask her to talk more about the peaceful applications of magic
C: Start eating, wait for her to talk
D: Custom
 
You decide it would be best for her to break the silence, and you start to eat your meal. She pokes at her cheese steak a few times, and clears her throat.
 
"I apologize about your professor. Sometimes I get a bit impatient. It's a bad habit I've had, since I was a child, though it's also helped me develop more efficient spells..." she mutters, trailing off. She then cuts a piece of the cheese steak off, and brings it to her mouth. She sniffs it for a moment, before eating it. Her eyes, including her slit pupils, widen slightly, and soon she is devouring her meal with haste. Within a few minutes, her plate is clean, and she daintily wipes her mouth off with a napkin. You can only stare at her, your jaw hanging slightly. She gives you a weak smile, and laughs softly.
 
"I haven't had a good meal like that in a while...forgive me." she says, and sips at her drink. You start eating your own meal again, as she regains her composure. "Now, magic can be quite devastating in warfare." she explains, and flips a few pages forward in the book, stopping and pointing at the page. "This spell here is used as a last resort, usually against large forces, specifically in cramped quarters." she continues. The illustration shows a person in robes, holding their hands out, a distortion appearing in front of them. On the opposite end, there are soldiers drawn, writhing in pain, vomiting, and pulling clumps of hair out. Those symptoms seem...oddly familiar for some reason. "Most spellcasters, myself included, abhor spells like this. Usually we'll use something like this." she says, and flips back a few pages, stopping at "Tangible Elements". "With these, you can incapacitate, or painlessly kill your aggressor." she explains. "Any questions?"
 
A: Ask about devastating spells
B: Ask about Tangible Elemental Spells
C: Pay for your meal, and continue your conversation elsewhere
D: Custom
 
You ask about what all entails Tangible Elemental spells, and if there are defenses against it.
 
"Tangible Elements are exactly as they sound, so there are practical and magical defenses against it." she answers. She then flips the page, and points to two different spells with her fore and middle finger. "These are some of the most common ones you would see. Most spellcasters know these for self defense" she continues. You look at the page, and see that she is pointing at Fireballs and Electrical arcs. Makes sense. "Your typical armor can block these, but they will wear down, unless they've been enchanted. Most armor you would find in my world has at least one type of enchantment on it." she explains. She stays quiet for a few moments, as your waitress comes by and leaves the bill on your table. Delilah turns a shade of red, and looks away from you. "Um...could you pay for my meal? I don't have any money." she mutters. You chuckle, and tell her it's alright, as you pull out your debit card and fill out the bill. A thought strikes you, and you ask how long she's been here, and where she is living, if she doesn't have any money. She twiddles her thumbs, and lets out an uneasy laugh.
 
"I've been here for about a week. My friend and I managed to find an abandoned house to stay at, and I've used wards to keep people away." Huh, well that also make se- wait, friend? She nods. "Her name is Myrah. She's not as skilled with magic as I am, but I tutor her when we have time. She stays at our shelter, in case my superiors send us a message." she explains. Your waitress comes by again, and grabs the bill, along with your card, soon returning, thanking you for the generous tip you left. When she turns to leave, Delilah closes her book, and places it in her own bag. "So, what should we do now?" she asks.
 
A: Let her take you to her home
B: Take her to your home
C: Go back to college, meet up after classes
D: Custom
 
You ask if she would mind showing you her place. Delilah's eyes light up as she smiles. "Sure, we can talk more in-depth about magic once we're there." she says. You ask if the two of you should bring something to eat for her friend. She pauses for a moment, lost in thought, before nodding. "That would be a good idea. She's a vegetarian though." she answers. You explain that that isn't a problem, and the two of you head out.
 
After a quick stop at a convenience store, where you buy a few different fruits, you find yourself nearing Delilah's temporary home. You're not surprised that it was abandoned, as the place has a condemned sign out front, the windows look broken, and part of it seems to have some fire damage. As you near it, you suddenly feel a cold, uneasy feeling grip you, urging you to run away. You stop in your tracks, unable to take another step forward. Delilah gives you an odd look, before smacking her palm on her forehead.
 
"Damn, I forgot about the wards. One second." she says, and she places her hand on your shoulder. You feel a warmth spread out from her touch, and soon the uneasy feeling fades. The two of you continue, and as you near the front door, she suddenly stops you. "I should head in first, and explain the situation." she says, and looks over you. "...let me get you a different shirt, that one might not garner the... best reaction from Myrah." she explains. You look down at your Maroon polo, confused at what she means, when she steps by you and enters the house. "I'll be right back." she says, and smiles at you, before shutting the door.
 
A: Stay and wait for her
B: Head inside anyway
C: Leave
D: Custom
 
You decide that you'll wait for her, but if your shirt is going to cause trouble, you may as well ditch it now. You quickly take it off, and look around for a hiding spot. Deciding that the nearby bushes would be your best bet, you step over to it, and place your shirt underneath it. You return to the front door, right as Delilah opens it, and beckons you inside. You catch her smirking at your shirtless form, a light tinge of pink on her cheeks.
 
"Ditched your shirt already, huh? Here." she says, and hands you a plain black t-shirt. "Though if you want to stay topless, I won't complain~" she adds teasingly with a wink, before turning to walk further into the house. You contemplate leaving the shirt off, but decide that it might not make a good first impression with her friend, and quickly put it on. You follow close behind her, as you walk through the house, soon descending into the basement. You feel a slight chill in the air as you enter the main room, and look around. There are orbs of soft, white light scattered about, giving proper illumination to the place, and towards the middle of the room you see an intricate mandala painted on the concrete floor, the lines glowing a light purple. Nearby, you see a slightly tanned girl, Delilah's friend Myrah, seated at a table, reading through a rather large book. You do a double take, as you notice Myrah has a large pair of horns sprouting out from her strawberry blonde hair. She looks up from her book, and smiles at you, before looking back down.
 
"It's not much, but it suits our needs." Delilah says, as she turns to face you.
 
A: Try talking to Myrah
B: Ask Delilah about the magic circle
C: Ask Delilah to reveal her true form
D: Custom
 
You decide to try talking to Myrah. You walk up to the table she is at, and sit across from her. Delilah sits next to Myrah, and looks over her book, as Myrah looks up at you with soft brown eyes. You nervously introduce yourself, and she smiles. "Nice to meet you. So, you're going to be helping us out, then?" she asks. You raise an eyebrow, and look over at the Lich, who smiles nervously.
 
"We ran into each other, and you got your hands on my book for a reason. Things just don't happen by chance, you know, at least in our world." she explains. Your eyebrow stays raised, as Myrah clears her throat, getting your attention.
 
"Fate is something we do not take lightly back home, especially in such dire times." she explains. You're not really sold on the whole fate thing, but you are sitting across from two beings who are clearly not human, so you concede that you don't have a leg to stand on on this topic. Myrah gives you a warm smile, and shrugs. "We can talk about fate later. But as for me?" she continues, and smirks, as she leans back, spreading her arms out wide. You try to keep eye contact with her, but you can't help but take an occasional peek at her rather impressive chest. "I'm an open book~"
 
A: Ask about her life
B: Ask about her relationship with Delilah
C: Ask about her species
D: Custom
 
You ask what species Myrah is. You have a small idea what she is, but you're not quite sure.
 
"I'm a holstaur." She says, smiling. She giggles as you look at her, confused. "I'm a cow-girl, if that helps." she adds. Ah, Holstein, Holstaur. She stands up, and backs away from the table, in order to give you a better look at her more beastly parts. Her dark green robe, which you notice with a blush is dangerously short, shows off her legs. For a few inches below waist, her legs are human skin, yet from there on down, they are covered in soft, white and black fur, ending in hooves. She spins around slowly, and you see a rather long tail peeking out from under her robes, as well as the curve of her ass. Your blush deepens a bit more. No panties for this girl, apparently. Delilah smirks at your reaction, but keeps silent, as Myrah sits back down. You mention that she reminds you of the legend of the minotaur, and she giggles again.
 
"They exist too, our species are very, very closely related. My sister back home is a Minotaur." she explains. She has a minotaur sister? "Mhmm! She's not much for magic though, she prefers to be more... physical." she answers, smirking.
 
"Francine works as our body guard back home, and she's very, very good at her job." Delilah piped in. You ask her why she is not here with the two of them now. "This world was considered low risk, and it takes extra Mana for every person going through a Gateway." she explains.
 
A: Ask more about Francine
B: Ask about Gateways
C: Ask why Myrah's robe is so short
D: Custom
 
Something has been gnawing at the back of your mind, and you feel the need to ask. Fate or not, what do they need your help with? You're only an average human, after all. Both girls look at each other, and back at you, smirking. Uh oh.
 
"I wasn't sure at first, but I started to sense it when we were in the diner. You have latent, possibly powerful, magical energy within you." Delilah explains, still smirking. You swallow hard, and ask her what that means. Will she teach you how to use magic. She nods. "I can do that, if you would like, but I'll be honest. That was not my original intention." she answers, and lets out a soft laugh. You shift in your seat, feeling more uneasy with each second. You swallow hard, and ask if she's going to, well, harm you. Both girls stare at you, still smirking, Myrah's lips widening to a grin.
 
"Oh, we won't harm you, not at all... unless you'd like us to." Myrah says. You swallow again, still uneasy yet confused. Delilah stands up, and walks over behind you, draping her arms over your shoulders, as she leans down by your ear.
 
"You see, we only have so much magical energy we can use, before our resources deplete. We can replenish that energy with food and rest, but..." she explains, trailing off, as her hand travels down to your crotch. "There are better ways to get energy." she finishes. Oh... Ohhhhh...
 
A: Awkwardly agree
B: Decline
C: Try to escape
D: Custom
 
You swallow hard, and agree to help them out, adding with a stutter that it would be a sin to to turn down a pair of pretty girls. Delilah chuckles, and nibbles your earlobe.
 
"Good boy~" she says, her hand rubbing your crotch with a bit more force. You look over at Myrah, who's surprisingly dropped the seductive act, and is ecstatically jumping up and down while giggling, your eyes immediately drawn to her bouncing chest.
 
"Thank you! Really, you have NO idea how important this is for the both of us!" she exclaims, smiling wide at you. Guess she kept the act up for Delilah's sake. Speaking of the Lich, she bites your earlobe a bit harder, before letting it go.
 
"Now now, Myrah, it's best if we take things slow~" she teases. Myrah nods, and walks over to the other side of the room, where a large mattress, covered in blankets, lays on the floor. She moves the blankets off of it, and slowly pulls off her robe. Damn. Just, damn. That's all you can think as you stare at her nude, heavily tattooed form, her large breasts bouncing slightly as she moves around, the dark brown nipples erect from her arousal and the cold air. Delilah peels away from you, and walks over to the bed, stripping her own clothing off. As she does so, her human illusion fades, her heavily tattooed skin turning a light, silver-ish purple hue. She turns to face you, and beckons you with a single finger and a smirk.
 
"Come, join us~"
 
A: Strip, and give attention to Delilah first
B: Strip, and give attention to Myrah first
C: Strip, ask about the tattoos, and let them make the first move
D: Custom
 
You strip down, asking about that tattoos at the same time. You stare at the intricate designs on both of their bodies, which look exceptionally similar to celtic designs you've seen in the past.
 
"They enhance our magical abilities. The more tattoos, the more powerful we can become." Delilah explained, licking her lips, her eyes glued at your exposed erection. She beckons you once again, and you slowly walk towards the bed. You soon enter their arms reach, and the next thing you know, you're on your back, pinned underneath Myrah, her nethers already soaked, dripping wetness onto your stomach. Delilah lays down on your right, her head level with yours, as she takes your hand, and guides it to her crotch. She's equally as soaked, and she gives you a warm smile.
 
"Relax, honey, you're going to have a lot of fun~" she coos, and leans in to kiss you, her tongue slipping between your lips. Just as soon as she kissed you, she pulls away, giving your lip a small bite. You smile at her, your fingers grazing against her wet lips, your fore and middle finger occasionally brushing along her clit, sending small shivers through her body. You feel a hand behind your head, which pulls you up into Myrah's full chest. The holstaur giggles, and you soon find her nipple pressing against your lips.
 
"Mm, let me show you what my species is renowned for~" she says, the seductive tone returning.
 
A: Suckle gently
B: Nibble and suck hard
C: Bite and suck harder than a vacuum
D: Custom
 
You gently take the nipple in your mouth, and suckle slowly. Myrah lets out a sigh, her hand still behind your head, running through your hair. You feel the bed shift, and look over towards Delilah, mouth still firmly clamped over the holstaur's nipple. The lich is sitting upright, still pressing your right hand into her crotch, as she joins you in suckling from Myrah, taking the other nipple in her mouth. You feel your cock twitch at the sight. You turn your attention back to Myrah, and pick up the pace, nibbling at the engorged bud, and sucking harder.
 
Your eyes widen in surprise as a warm, creamy, somewhat sweet fluid enters your mouth. You look up at Myrah, the holstaur biting her lip. She stares back at you, and smirks, raising her eyebrows twice in quick succession. You swallow the mouthful of her milk, and your eyes widen further, a sudden, prickly warmth spreading through your body, followed by a sudden surge of energy. Wanting more, you begin to suck harder, occasionally biting the nipple, pulling at the pliable flesh. Delilah seems to be doing the same, the lich eagerly drinking the holstaur's milk. Myrah shudders, and begins to moan, her voice slowly picking up volume. Her moans almost sound as if she's mooing. Cute.
 
You continue suckling at her, changing from hard and rough, to soft and easy, and everything in between, your eyes still locked on the tanned girl. Delilah pulls off of her nipple, and smirks at Myrah, her mouth full of milk. Myrah grins back, as the Lich leans in, the two girls joining together in a deep kiss. You see Myrah's throat move, as the Lich feeds the holstaur her own milk. They soon pull apart, a trail of saliva between their lips, as they grin at each other. Fuck, that display nearly made you cum. Delilah looks over at you, still smirking.
 
"I think he's just about ready~"
 
A: Keep suckling
B: Break off, and kiss the girls
C: Try feeding Myrah her own milk
D: Custom
 
You pull away from Myrah's breast, pulling the nipple with you, before letting it go, watching her breast jiggle as the engorged nub snaps back. You audibly gulp the last of the milk, and smile up at Myrah. She smiles back at you, and leans down. You meet her half way, and gently kiss her, your tongue slipping between her lips, playing with her own tongue. She grinds against you, her wet pussy soaking your stomach. You break the kiss, and turn to Delilah. She doesn't hesitate, and you feel the Lich's lips mash firmly against your own. Her tongue soon finds a home in your mouth, your own tongue sliding against her own. She pulls away, biting your lip once again, and smirks at you. You let out a warm laugh, and mention aloud you wonder if you've died and gone to heaven, finding comfort with a pair of angels. Myrah giggles at this, and Delilah's smirk grows larger.
 
"I can assure you, honey, we're far better than angels~" she coos. She places her hand on your chest, and presses you back down on your back. "Now, be a good boy, and service me~" she says seductively, her voice like silk, as she moves to sit over your face. Her engorged, purple lips glisten with moisture, and you can feel your mouth water just staring at them.
 
"Aww, Deli, I wanted him to eat me first!" Myrah complains. You can't see what happens, but you feel the Lich shift, and hear the sound of smacking lips. The sound continues for a few moments, before you hear the sound of a light, fleshy tap, most likely Delilah tapping her hand against the Holstaur's cheek.
 
"You'll get your turn, my sweet. Now, help me with him~" Delilah coos out. You feel Myrah climb off your midsection.
 
"Yes, mistress~" you hear her mutter.
 
A: Eat out Delilah
B: Be daring, give her other hole a lick
C: Wait and see what happens
D: Custom
 
You decide to take the initiative, and place your hands on Delilah's ass, your fingers pleasantly sinking into the plush cheeks, as you pull her down. You give her wet, glistening, purple lips a slow lick, starting from her clit down. You feel the Lich shudder in pleasure, and she presses down harder against you.
 
"Ahh! That's the spirit~" she coos encouragingly, as you feel a hand wrap around your member, stroking it lightly. You grin, and begin to lick faster, your tongue running up and down her slit. It's an odd, musky flavor, but still rather pleasant, and you find yourself pressing your tongue harder against her, occasionally giving her lips a nibble. The Lich starts to moan, and you feel a tongue sliding along your length, from the base up, and back down. You feel Delilah shift again, and another tongue begins to tease your length. Your cock twitches from the dual sensations, but your orgasm is still far on the horizon.
 
You give the Lich another slow lick, before clamping your lips around her clit, sucking, nibbling, and teasing the sensitive nub. Delilah goes wild, her entire body quivering and thrashing. She lets out a long, throaty moan, which is soon muffled, as you feel her swallow your length. Myrah, not wanting to be outdone, starts to caress and suck at your balls. You let go of Delilah's clit, and give her a few more licks, before burying your tongue as deep as you can into her pussy. Your pending orgasm starts to rear it's head, as you feel your cock starting to swell.
 
A: Try to hold back
B: Let loose
C: Give that asshole a good lick
D: Custom
 
You hold back as best as you can. You're not going to let the Lich have the satisfaction of making you cum first. An idea strikes you, as a big smirk stretches across your face. You bring your right hand down, and your fingers begin to toy with her clit, pinching, rubbing, and flicking the sensitive nub. As you do this, you give her another long, slow lick, and continue past her wet pussy, drawing your tongue across her puckered ass. A violent shudder runs through Delilah, and her balance falters, your dick getting vibrated by her loud, muffled moans. Looks like you found a weak point. Spurred on, you continue to lick her ass, which, thankfully, doesn't have any foul taste.
 
The Lich screams, sending vibrations down your shaft, and you feel your balls pull tight against your body. It's going to be close. You hold back as best as you can, while you pinch Delilah's clit, and press your tongue hard against her rosebud. Her hips buck, and your neck and chin become soaked in her juices. Success! Unable to hold back any further, you let out a loud groan, and empty your balls into the Lich's mouth, spurt after wonderfully agonizing spurt.
 
Moments later, you collapse against the bed, panting heavily, your cock still hard and twitching. With an audible slurp, Delilah pulls off of your cock, and dismounts you. You crane your head up, and you see the Lich swallowing, cum dribbling from her lips. Your eyes widen in surprise, as you see her tattoos begin to glow white, every so softly. Myrah is already sitting up, and Delilah beckons her forward, the holstaur eagerly leaning over to her. The two girls kiss, and you see Myrah start to swallow, her own tattoos taking on a soft, blue glow. Your cock twitches again, and you realize you can already go again.
 
A: Give Myrah some love
B: Give Delilah more attention
C: Wait and see what they do
D: Custom
 
As you sit up, you decide Myrah deserves some attention. The girls break off from their kiss, and turn to look at you, smiling warmly, their eyes glowing softly, Delilah's a bright violet, and Myrah's a rich bronze. At this point you're honestly not surprised. The holstaur looks back over at the Lich, and bites her lip. Delilah lets out a soft laugh, and nods.
 
"It's your turn, my sweet, go for it~" she coos. Myrah grins wide, and the next thing you know, you're on your back once again, the breath knocked out of you, as the eager holstaur lays on top of you, her lips mashed against your own. You  try to reciprocate, your tongue pressing against her lips, which soon gain entrance. The two of you kiss deeply and passionately, only for it to end moments later. She sits up, and you take a big gulp of fresh air.
 
The holstaur giggles softly, and raises her hips up, her hand on your cock. She presses your glans against her lips, and slowly slides up and down your length, coating it in her fluids. Satisfied, she rises up again, and starts to sink down on your length. In what feels like hours, your hips finally meet, cock buried deep inside her. Myrah stares at you, smiling and biting her lip, her bronze eyes glowing softly.
 
A: Grab her hands affectionately
B: Reach up and play with her tits
C: Place your hands on her hips
D: Custom
 
You stare at her breasts, white milk leaking from her nipples, contrasting nicely against her tanned skin. Unable to resist any further, you reach up, and gently grab the soft globes of flesh. You squeeze them lightly, and smile as more milk begins to leak out. Myrah lets out a soft whine, her inner walls squeezing around your cock. God, she's tight. You see Delilah's arms drape over the holstaur's shoulders, as the Lich peeks up over her right shoulder.
 
"Her tits are just irresistible, aren't they, honey?~" she asks with a smile, and soon starts to nibble at Myrah's floppy cow ears. Huh. You didn't notice those before. Though you can't really blame yourself, those tits definitely are irresistible. Myrah let's out a small moan, sounding almost moo, as she starts to ride your length, slowly rising and falling onto your cock. You squeeze her tits again, and you start to play with her nipples, pinching and tugging at them. Milk flows steadily from them, coating your fingers, and dribbling down her stomach. Delilah moves her arms, and wraps them around the holstaur's midsection. Her right hand trails down, and begins to tease Myrah's clit. She lets out another, louder moan, which soon turns into a moo. Her pussy clenches tight around your length, as she continues to rise and fall slowly, driving you nuts.
 
"Mm, how do you like my sweet, honey? Look at her, she just loves feeling your hard cock inside her~" Delilah coos. "Can you be a good boy and fill my baby up?~" she continues. Her seductive voice is like silk, and you find it hard to hold on.
 
A: Take the initiative and move faster
B: Continue to play with Myrah's tits
C: Sit up and suckle from Myrah again
D: Custom
 
Unable to resist and further, you place your hands on Myrah's hips, and begin to hump in and out of her at a fast pace. The holstaur moans and moos loudly, her eyes rolling back into her head, as she leans back into Delilah. The lich let's out a throaty, seductive laugh, her fingers still teasing the tanned girl's clit.
 
"Good boy, just like that~" Delilah coos, and returns to nibbling Myrah's ear. You grip onto the holstaur tightly, pounding into her with all your might, the sound of skin slapping filling the room, alongside Myrah's moans and moos. She's squeezing you tightly, almost painfully slow, but you keep going. Milk continues to flow from her deliciously brown bouncing breasts, running down her stomach in white rivers, the occasional droplets splattering against your chest.
 
"Do you hear her, my sweet baby? She's so close, push my baby over the edge, honey~" Delilah coos, encouraging you. You grit your teeth, and continue to slam as hard and as fast as you can into the holstaur, your muscles burning in protest. You can feel your own orgasm building stronger, as Myrah screams out, and clenches even harder against you, her entire body trembling as her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave. You continue to pound her, harder and harder, until you slam into her as deep as you can, moaning as you shoot rope after rope of white hot cum in her womb. Myrah's eyes widen, their bronze glow growing stronger, along with her tattoos, shining bright blue, casting the room in a sapphire tint. Moments pass, as you are locked in this position, before you once again fall against the bed, panting heavily. Myrah falls against you, and she pants into your ear.
 
"Thank you~" she whispers into your ear, a wide smile across her face.
 
A: Wait and see what happens
B: Have her dismount and prepare for round 3
C: Give her an affectionate kiss
D: Custom
 
You wrap your arms around the holstaur, and she lifts herself up slightly to stare at you. With a smile, you lean in, and kiss her softly, your tongues gently sliding along one another, as she sighs pleasantly into the kiss. After what seems like hours, you finally break the kiss. Myrah gives you a soft smile, and briefly kisses your cheek, before carefully dismounting from you, and lays down next to you, on your right side.
 
"Well aren't you two just adorable~" Delilah says, laying on her stomach towards the end of the bed, her head propped up in her hands, as her feet idly kick in the air. "Now, are you ready to fill me up?~" she asks you. You grin and nod, and try to sit up, before falling back into bed with a gasp, your muscles sore and burning. You turn towards the holstaur, and ask if you can have a little pick-me-up. She giggles, and sits up slightly, leaning over you, her breasts hanging over your face.
 
"Go for it, drink as much as you need!" she says, smiling wide. You wrap your lips around her right nipple, and suckle greedily, the sweet warm cream flowing down your throat, rejuvenating you. Once you feel energized, you try to sit up, only to have Myrah push you down again. "You still need to show me that skilled tongue~" she teases, and sits up, her glistening snatch soon hovering above you. You feel Delilah straddle your mid-section, her wet folds sliding up and down your length.
 
A: Mention you're a bit uncomfortable eating the holstaur, after just cumming in her
B: Fuck it, eat that cream pie
C: Let the girls do as they please
D: Custom
 
Who cares if you just came in her? This beautiful brown cow-girl wants you to eat her out, and by god you're going to do the best damn job you can. You place your hands on her ass, and pull her down, breathing in her musky aroma. Her ass is a bit more thick and plush than Delilah's, but still rather pleasant. You waste no time, and begin to lick her slowly, your tongue sliding up and down her slit. Myrah shivers, and let's out a low moan, which slowly turns into a moo. You hear the Lich chuckle, as she continues to slide your cock along her wet lips. You raise your hips slightly, and give the holstaur's clit a quick nibble.
 
"Ahhh! Mistress, he's...he's good! Really, really good!~" Myrah cries out, pressing down hard against your face. You feel the Lich's hand around your cock, and she soon pierces herself on it, wasting no time, your hips soon pressing together. Delilah let's out a low moan, and you feel her hands over your own, her fingers entwining with yours.
 
"Mm, enjoy him, my sweet. This man knows how to eat~" she coos, and you feel her beginning to rise and fall on your member at a steady pace, her tight folds squeezing you like a vice. You give Myrah's clit another nibble, and she whines, her juices flowing steadily. You taste a somewhat salty tang to her fluids, most likely your own seed, but you don't care, your only thoughts are pleasing these two girls as best as you can. You feel Delilah shift somewhat, her pace never faltering, and you soon hear the sound of smacking lips mixed along with their moans, the Lich most likely drinking from the holstaur's bountiful breasts. You start to honestly wonder if you really have died and gone to heaven.
 
A: Lick Myrah's other hole, and see if she's as sensitive as Delilah
B: Pull Myrah's tail, she seemed to like it rough
C: Stay the course
D: Custom
 
Myrah seemed to like it rough earlier, and you wonder if she's as kinky as Delilah. With those thoughts in mind, you give her clit one last quick nibble, and lick your way back to her ass. You're relieved to find that it tastes pleasant, and you continue your oral assault on her rosebud. Myrah squirms, a whine escaping her lips from both yours and Delilah's treatment. Looks like she likes it, but not as much as the Lich. With one half of your curiosity satisfied, you work to sate the other half, pushing Delilah's hands up off of the holstaur's ass, and onto her waist. With her pillowy cheeks open, you wind your hand back, and give her ass a loud smack.
 
Myrah gasps and twitches, and you feel a few droplets of her juices splatter against your neck. Oh yeah, she definitely likes it rough. You give her ass a few more smacks, and you smile as you hear Delilah joining in, slapping the holstaur's other cheek. Your neck is absolutely drenched in her fluids, but she still hasn't peaked. You give her rosebud another lick, and return to eating her wet pussy, deciding to take things up a notch. Your hand gives her ass an affectionate squeeze, before trailing upwards, soon finding your target. You wrap your fingers around her rope like tail, and you nibble her clit as you pull at it, hard.
 
Myrah shrieks, her furry calves squeezing your head tightly, and she cums hard, a multiple orgasm striking her, soaking your face with her juices. She trembles above you, but she soon regains some of her composure, and she clumsily dismounts you, falling onto the bed to your left, panting hard. Your vision finally clear, you look up at Delilah, the Lich still riding you nice and slow. She gives you a wide, warm smile, her face and chest stained with milk.
 
"Oh my, you're definitely a keeper~" she coos at you, as she starts to pick up the pace, her hips rising and falling on your length.
 
A: Pull Delilah down
B: Put your hands on her hips
C: Play with her tits
D: Custom
 
You decide to give the Lich's tits some attention, your hands reaching up to grasp the lavender globes of flesh. You estimate that she's a C cup, with Myrah easily being an E or an F cup by comparison. Delilah grins, and places her hands on your shoulders, leaning down to give you a better reach. You gently squeeze and knead her tits, tweaking her nipples every so often, resulting in a low, throaty moan from the Lich. Her hips continue to rise and fall at a steady pace, as she stares into your eyes, smirking at you.
 
"Your face is a mess, honey~" she teases, leaning in closer. You laugh, and tell her she's no better right now. "Mm, why don't we take care of that?~" she suggests, as she leans in, and starts to lick your face clean. When she finishes, you return the favor, licking the milk off her chest and face. You soon find yourself passionately kissing her, your lips locked together, tongues playfully wrestling. Her hips begin to pick up the pace, her inner walls clenching tightly around you, the light sound of skin slapping together starting to fill the room. Delilah moans into the kiss, before breaking it. You start to kiss down her neck and chest, your lips soon wrapping around one of her nipples.
 
"Ahhh, good boy, fuck me, just like that~" she coos seductively, her hips gyrating as she continues to pick up the pace. You feel your third orgasm beginning to build, and you start to treat her tits a little more roughly, sucking, biting, and pulling at her violet nipples. Delilah's moans soon turn into growls, her pace picking up, to the point where she's violently slamming herself upon you, over and over again. She soon announces her orgasm with a scream, her inner walls squeezing you so tight, you feel like your eyes are going to bulge out. Unable to hold back any longer, you raise your hips up, penetrating the Lich as deep as you can manage, your cock shooting thick, white hot streams of cum into her womb.
 
Delilah's eyes widen, their purple glow, mixed together with the white glow of her tattoos, becoming blindingly bright. You squeeze your eyes shut in response, and when you open them moments later, you find the Lich's glow has become easier on your retinas. Feeling utterly drained, you go limp on the bed, panting heavily, feeling as if you had just run a marathon. Delilah dismounts from you, and carefully lays down on your right, her arm draped across your chest. Myrah scoots closer to you, and mirrors the Lich, placing her arm over your stomach. The two girls affectionately kiss your cheek, as your vision starts to blacken, your eyelids drooping.
 
"Pleasant dreams, honey~" Delilah whispers into your ear, and you feel the two girls squeeze closer, before drifting off to sleep.
 
A: Wake up an hour later
B: Wake up that night
C: Wake up the next morning
 
You slowly awaken, and let out a drawn out yawn. At first you grimace, upset that you had to leave such a wonderful dream, knowing you'll never find two girls like that in the real world. Your eyes slowly adjust to the dim lighting of the room, and you try to stretch... only to find that something is holding onto you. You turn to your left, and see Myrah, fast asleep, holding onto you tightly. The fog of sleep soon lifts from your mind, and you smile wide, thanking whatever deity above that your experience wasn't a dream. You hear a soft humming, and you crane your head up, to see Delilah, now in black robes, sitting at the table, reading one of the books she had checked out earlier. You clear your throat, and Delilah looks up and over at you, giving you a warm smile.
 
"Good evening. I hope you slept well." she says, and turns in her chair to face you. You assure her that you did, and thought for a few moments the entire day was just a wonderful dream. She laughs softly at this, and grins. "Well, I'm glad we had such a positive effect on you." she replies. "Would you like some tea? I just put a kettle on not too long ago." she asks, and gestures towards the end of the table. You spot the kettle, floating a few inches above it, with blue flames merrily licking out from underneath.
 
A: Have some tea
B: Stay in bed for a while
C: Try to wake up Myrah
D: Custom
 
You agree to have some tea, and you carefully pull yourself away from Myrah. The holstaur's hands clench and unclench slightly, a small frown on her face, which soon fades. You blush slightly, as you realize you're still nude. You quickly walk over and grab your pants, and put them on, followed by the black shirt Delilah gave you, before you join her at the table. The Lich smirks as you sit down, and sets an earthenware cup in front of you, similar to the one that's in front of her.
 
"You know, I wouldn't have minded if you had stayed nude." she says teasingly. You chuckle, and mention that it is a little chilly down here. She shrugs, and pulls out a small wooden box from a satchel sitting on the table. "Another time, then." she says with a smile, and opens the box, pulling out two small teabags. She places one in your cup, and then places the other in her own, before looking back down at her book. You ask her which book she is reading, and she looks back up, lifting the book so you can glance at the title. It's the occult history book you had assumed she had checked out for you.
 
"Long ago, our worlds used to be connected, with residents of each easily crossing to and fro. I'm curious to see what has happened with magic in your world since that connection was severed." she explains.
 
A: Talk about how magic is viewed in your world now
B: Ask about the connection between your worlds
C: Custom
 
Your worlds used to be connected? You ask for her to clarify this. She nods, and briefly clears her throat.
 
"Well, you are no doubt familiar with the various monsters and creatures in your myths and legends. Fairies, elves, demons, etcetera. While most of the myths and legends you have heard have been embellished over the millenia, they have their basis in fact." she explains, and flips through the occult book, stopping at an entry with an illustration. She turns the book around for you to get a better look. The illustration shows a winged, horned woman, barely wearing much of anything. "I'm sure you know what this is, correct?" she asks. You nod, and say that you are familiar with the legends of succubi. "Well, roughly a thousand and a half years ago, a member of their kind came into power in our world. Before her, monsters and creatures were rarely humanoid. Some were peaceful with the humans that emigrated from your world to ours. Most, however, were not." she continues. "The succubus in question, used to be human, a resident of your world. She had been married to a high-ranking member of one of your religions. Unfortunately for her, she was rather headstrong, and didn't care for how the common people we're being treated, which caused many issues between her, her husband, and the other higher ups in the religion." she explained. You nod, and turn to look at the kettle, as it had started to whistle. Delilah gestured at it with her hand, and it floated over, pouring hot water into both of your cups, before settling down, the flames that had been underneath it dissipating.
 
"Finally deciding that they wanted to be rid of her, her husband and his compatriots performed a ritual, banishing her to our world, where she was soon set upon by a succubus, which sought to change her into one of its own. However, something went wrong with the change, and portions of her old personality remained."
 
"Now, with power at her finger tips and a clear mind, she sought revenge against her former husband, his compatriots, and the farce of a religion they stood for." she explains, as she swishes the bag of tea in her cup around. "It was tough going, at first, and yet, by some phenomenal happenstance, she became the ruling queen of our world. She was ready to amass an army, to invade and strike back." she continues, and raises the cup to her face, blowing the steam away, before taking a small sip. You do the same, taking a sip of the hot liquid. It tastes familiar, like an Oolong tea, but there is something different about it. You set your cup down, and ask the Lich what had happened, as an invasion of monsters would have been something written in the history books. Delilah smiled, and shrugged.
 
"She found love again." she said simply. You raise an eyebrow, and ask her to explain. "A human resident of our world risked life and limb to gain audience with her, pleading with her to show mercy towards the world's human residents. She had been so wrapped up in her quest for revenge, that she did not notice the atrocities the monsters under her rule had been committing. She wanted to see these issues with her own eyes, and the two traveled around, from razed towns to slave camps, and so on. Her heart became heavy with guilt, yet the man told her, and encouraged her to change it. The two agreed to do so, their friendship blossoming, and soon turning to love. Her path of revenge long forgotten, she sought to share the love she had with her new husband with the world." she explains. She takes another sip of her tea, and frowns.
 
"Her goal was to forge a peace between monster and man, and her method of doing so gave every monster a more humanoid form. However, something went wrong. Their new forms were female only, and their minds we're filled with a merger of love and lust. They began to hunt down  humans once more, not for food, fun, or slavery, but to breed. The offspring of their union were exactly like their mothers, as no male could be born from man and monster." she continues. "Knowing the potential calamity this could cause, she severed the link between our worlds, quarantining the residents under her rule. With her husband, she retired to their palace, and they attempted to find a solution to their new problem." she said, and sighed, before sipping her tea once more. Clearly they were successful, right? Delilah and Myrah may be quite open sexually, but if they are in your world, that should mean that that particular issue is long gone. Delilah gives you a weak smile.
 
"That issue has been solved, partially, but not by her. It took hundreds upon hundreds years, until finally, at her wits end, she gave up her position of power to her daughter, in the hopes she could succeed, where she herself had failed." she explains, and sips her tea again. "Her daughter, an exceptionally clever woman, had begun to work on the issue, and after a hundred years, had managed to reverse much of what was wrong. Monsters had regained complete mental clarity, and could finally birth males, though at a lower rate than females." Well, that's good, right? Delilah nods. "It was under her rule our world was finally able to technologically advance. But, as the saying goes in your world, we were out of the frying pan, and cast into the fire." she answers, frowning.
 
A: Ask her to continue
B: Take a break from learning, discuss something else
C: Take a break from learning, try waking Myrah
D: Custom
 
You ask her to continue, listening intently as you sip your tea. "During the previous Queen's rule, a sect of humans, who had become completely fed up with monsters, banded together, worshiping the gods of old, asking for salvation. As time went on, their numbers grew, and the problems of the old world returned once more, only now, humans were the violent, ruthless aggressors. When the new Queen came to power, and the issues of her mothers rule steadily being solved, that sect refused to take her word, ignoring the proof of her efforts. They continued to wage war on our kind, and their fellow man who sided with us." Delilah explains, and looks down, sighing.
 
"When their numbers began to dwindle, their followers either dying off or defecting to our side, they became desperate. The last two hundred years... have bared witness to more bloodshed and death, than in the previous two thousand years." she says, and looks back up at you, her eyes filled with sorrow. "It is why I gave up my human life, to become a Lich, and devote my life to all forms of magic, necromancy included. I wanted to stop the needless violence, to reunite broken families, or at the very least, give them proper farewells." she explains, her eyes starting to well up with tears. "In a way, I have failed. Our people are dying, more and more with each passing day. I cannot keep up. Our race in jeopardy, my Queen had ordered us to reopen the connection between our worlds, to see if our own salvation could be found here." she finishes, and looks back down. Silence fills the room, as Delilah stares into her tea, her form trembling occasionally.
 
A: Comfort the Lich
B: Try to change the subject
C: Try waking Myrah, see if she can help cheer up Delilah
D: Custom
 
You stand up, and walk around the table, stopping next to Delilah, as the Lich still stares into her tea. You gently take her hand, and pull her to her feet, wrapping her in a hug. The Lich wraps her arms around your midsection, and buries her face in the crook of your neck, sobbing softly. You stay like this for a few moments, until Delilah sniffles, and pulls away. She slowly wipes her eyes, and looks up at you, smiling.
 
"I'm sorry, sometimes, I ju-" she starts to say, and you interrupt her, telling her it's okay. Her smile widens slightly, and she nods. "Thank you." she says quietly. You return the smile, and walk around her, sitting down in her chair. She gives you a confused look for a moment, until you pull her down in your lap, your arms wrapping around her midsection. She sighs pleasantly, and places her hands on top of your own. You sit in silence for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company. Finally, you break the silence, and ask her, once her kind enter your world, what happens then?
 
"Ideally, our societies would integrate without any hangups. We would bring with us our knowledge of magic, and would try to help your world as best as we could." she explains, and sighs. "I know that things won't go quite so smoothly, but one can hope. All we desire is a new home, and peace." she finishes. You squeeze her affectionately, and she leans against you, sighing once again.
 
A: Ask her if Myrah and herself would like to stay in your dorm, instead of the abandoned building.
B: Ask her what her opinion is of your world, so far
C: Stay like this for a bit longer
D: Custom
 
You look around the basement room, and frown slightly. This is no place for these girls to live, even if it is temporary. You gently squeeze Delilah again, and ask if Myrah and herself would like to stay at your place, instead of here. You mention that it would be far more comfortable than what they have here. The Lich sits in silence for a few moments, before shifting in your lap.
 
"You would...be okay with that?" she asks. You assure that yes, you would be more than okay with it. She shifts in your lap again, and turns to face you, a small smile on her face. "I...I don't know what to say... thank you." she says quietly. You smile back, and give her a small, affectionate kiss on the lips. Her smile widens, and she presses herself tighter against you. "I do have one important question." she says quietly. You ask her what it is. "Are the floors in your residence made of stone, pine, or oak?" she asks simply. You raise an eyebrow, and say that you think they're pine, before asking why this is important. She gestures over to the faint, glowing mandala on the concrete floor. "Magic circles work best on those materials, as well as natural ground. Myrah and I must have one circle up at all times, in order to send and receive information to our superiors." she explains. Ah, makes sense.
 
A: Ask her when they would like to move to your dorm
B: Wake Myrah to tell her the news
C: Keep cuddling the Lich
D: Custom
 
You squeeze her gently again, and mention that you're glad she finds the floor of your dorm acceptable. Delilah slides off of your lap, and turns around, leaning down to give you her own affectionate kiss. She breaks shortly after, and smiles warmly.
 
"Why don't we wake up Myrah." she says, holding her hand out to you. You gently grab it, and stand up, agreeing that that is a good idea. The two of you walk over to the bed, and Delilah crouches down, gently shaking the holstaur. "Come on now, Myrah, time to wake up." she says softly. The holstaur rolls in her sleep, and yawns.
 
"Mmm... just five more minutes mistress... I'll take my punishment when I wake up~" she mutters out, smiling and biting her lip. Delilah laughs awkwardly, and looks up at you, a pink tinge on her lavender cheeks.
 
"Myrah and I have had a... special relationship for a few years." she says, shrugging, and gives you a small, awkward smile. You chuckle, and tell her it's alright, you could guess as much from the earlier activities, adding that you find it cute. The Lich chuckles, and smiles warmly back, before shaking the holstaur again. "Wake up Myrah, I have something to tell you." she says softly, The holstaur squirms, and yawns again, her eyes blinking open.
 
"Huh? What is it?" she asks, sitting up slowly, and rubbing her eyes. You blush slightly at her nude form, and look around for her robe, soon finding it, as Delilah explained to the holstaur they were moving in with you. Myrah's eyes widen slightly, and she looks over at you. You nod and smile, handing her her robe. She sits frozen for a moment, before cracking a wide grin, and squealing delight. Once again, you suddenly find yourself on your back, the nude holstaur tackling you and hugging you tightly, her cheek pressed against yours as she nuzzles you. Delilah shakes her head, chuckling softly. "My my, she's certainly grown attached to you."
 
A: Head out tonight, under the cover of darkness
B: Head out in the morning, the girls concealed with an illusion spell
C: Head out by yourself, and give the girls time to prepare
D: Custom
 
You slowly (and reluctantly) peel the naked holstaur off of you, and hand her her robe. She dons it quickly, as you stand up, offering her a hand up. She takes it, and you pull her up, the holstaur soon once again hugging you. You laugh, and hug her back for a few moments, before pulling away. You ask the two of them how long it will take to get ready.
 
"Half a day, maybe a little longer." Delilah says, looking around the room. "We'll need to send word to our superiors that we're changing our outpost, and we must wait for a response before we can move. Hopefully, their response will be timely." she explains. You nod, and walk over to where you set down your backpack, pulling out a notebook and pen. You quickly jot down your address and dorm number, along with a crude map. You tear the page off of the notebook, and leave it on the table. You explain that, thankfully, you don't have classes tomorrow, so you should be home all day. You walk back, and pull both girls into a hug. Myrah giggles, and kisses your cheek, and jump with a laugh as you feel both girls sneak a squeeze on your ass.
 
"We'll see you tomorrow, honey. Be safe on your journey home." Delilah says affectionately.
 
"Seeya, gorgeous. Maybe we can have some more fun tomorrow~" Myrah says teasingly with a wink. You smile, and pull away from the girls, bidding them farewell as you gather your things. The girls wave back, and you ascend the stairs, soon leaving the house. You fish your maroon polo out from the bush where you hid it earlier, and begin walking home.
 
A: Go to sleep when you get home
B: Use your computer when you get home
C: Watch something when you get home
D: Custom
 
You soon arrive back at your dorm, and you toss your backpack and laptop bag onto the couch. You check the digital clock on your microwave, and sigh. It's almost midnight, and you're wide awake. Once again, you're glad that you don't have any classes tomorrow, though you wonder what you missed today during your sexual escapades with the girls. You decide that you should at least email your professors, and come up with some excuse on why you weren't present. A family emergency should do, you think, as you sit down on the couch, and pull out your laptop.
 
About ten minutes later, you finally have an email written up, addressed to your professors. You give it a couple looks, to make sure everything is in order, before sending it out. Now that that's taken care of, you ponder what you should do for the rest of the night. Your stomach growls angrily at you, and you grimace, realizing you haven't ate... well, ate food, since your lunch with Delilah. Your stomach growls again in protest, and you shake your head. May as well find something to eat. You set your laptop down on the coffee table, and walk into your small kitchen, making a beeline for the fridge. You find some leftover chinese food, General Tso's and some rice, and you heat it up in the microwave. Moments later, you're seated back in front of your laptop, eating leftovers and drinking a Coke. You wonder what you should do to kill time.
 
A: Visit one of the boards on 4chan (specify which one when you vote)
B: Research more about monsters in myths, legends, and the occult in general
C: Watch some anime or a movie
D: Custom
 
You decide that your best bet would be to do your own research on monsters, the occult, and the paranormal in general. You set up some background music, open up your browser, and a few google searches later, you frown. You're not sure if it's the terms you are using or what, but you can't seem to find anything beyond wikipedia entries and shitty "spooky" sites, the kind with black backgrounds and red lettering. You wonder where else you can look, and you smack yourself on the forehead when it comes to you. This is something /x/ could probably help with.
 
You open up a 4chan in a new tab, and click over to paranormal. It's been a while since you've visited the board, and you start scrolling down. You suppress a shudder at the first image you see, which is of a black-eyed child. Those stories always freaked you the fuck out. You then notice that it's a pinned thread, filled with links to various websites, and you open it up in another new tab.
 
You figure you may as well try to get some direct help as well, and you start a new thread, explaining your situation in brief. Once it's all typed up, you find a sufficiently creepy image on your hard drive, and post the thread. Now to wait for some responses.
 
A: Start checking out those links from the dump thread.
B: Scroll through some pages on /x/, see if anything else catches your attention.
C: Try looking for some PDFs or scans of the books Delilah checked out earlier.
D: Custom
 
You decide to try and look for a copy of that history book Delilah had earlier. A google search for it brings up an amazon page, where you can buy a digital copy for five bucks. You grimace, and pull up the pirate bay, trying to see if they happen to have a copy on there. Unable to find one there, you check a few other pirating sites you had bookmarked, only to face similar luck. Looks like if you want to read this thing tonight, you might have to buy it.
 
You then notice your thread on /x/ has gotten a few posts. Clicking back, you start to scroll through, ignoring the shorter, unhelpful responses. Out of all of the posts, there are a couple that catch your eye.
 
"I'm an amateur occult historian, and have been trying to do my own spells. Do you happen to remember what the mandala was on the floor?" one poster says.
 
"Humanoid monsters? FRIENDLY Humanoid Monsters? This sounds very familiar to something I read a few months back. Can you tell me more about them?" another asks.
 
A: Respond to the amateur historian
B: Respond to the anon interested in the girls
C: Let more responses pile up, and buy that book
D: Custom
 
You type up a response to the anon asking about the girls, and give him a better description, though still vague enough to protect them, just in case. Satisfied with the response, you post it, and twiddle your fingers for a few moments. With a sigh, you figure that five dollars isn't going to hurt you, and you click back to the amazon page A few clicks later, and you purchase the digital copy of the occult history book.
 
Once it finishes downloading, you open it up, and begin to read through it. It seems to be pretty standard fare, there are a few chapters talking about celtic rituals, some sections discussing modern religion and it's relations to the occult. It's rather interesting, but you can't seem to find much that catches your eye. You minimize the window, and go back to your thread on /x/, where a number of new replies have been posted, including one from the anon you responded to.
 
"They do sound similar to what I've read. I will try to dig up the link again, but it was supposedly a set of memoirs written by Pope Sylvester II and his lover, the Succubus Meridiana, disclosing the truth of their relationship, which was portrayed in a more positive light. From what I remember, she wasn't an agent of Satan, but was from another world, and legitimately loved the Pope. She had heard that there would be an attempt on his life, and tried to stop it, but ultimately failed. Once he had passed, she had planned to return to her own world. There was some additional information regarding her world as well." the anon replies. Well, shit, this could be something.
 
A: Reply to the anon, try to find more info on Meridiana in the occult book.
B: Reply to both him and the occult historian.
C: Wait for more responses in the thread.
D: Custom
 
You write up a reply to the anon, and request that you would very much like to see these supposed memoirs. You tap your forefinger on your laptop for a few seconds, and add in a reply to the amateur occult historian, describing the mandala Delilah had in the basement as best as you can. You then ask his opinion on the memoirs, and if he can back it up.
 
You then post your reply, and take a sip of your Coke. You frown, and shake the can, hearing only droplets. Hm, you didn't realize you drank it that quickly. With practice ease, you toss the empty can into the recycling bin on the other side of the room, and then stand up, heading into the kitchen to grab another cola. You soon return to your spot, beverage in hand. You take a sip, and pause, noticing you've already received a number of replies. You set the can down, and start to read through them.
 
"I'm still digging through my history, but I'll post the link as soon as I can find it. Did the girls tell you why they want to settle in our world?" the first anon replies.
 
"That sounds like a mix between a teleportation mandala and a summoning circle. If they are legitimately from another world, they would probably need something that powerful to cross through. As for the memoirs, I cannot vouch for them until I see them." the historian replies.
 
A: Reply to the anon, and explain why the girls are here in better detail
B: Reply to the historian, and start a discussion on gateways
C: Wait for some more responses in the thread
D: Custom
 
You reply to the historian, and explain that Delilah had called the spell a Gateway, as well as how the spell requires more energy for each person passing through. You post the reply, and take a sip of your coke. The thread has started to pick up in activity, the /x/-philes realizing they actually have something legitimate on their hands.
 
You respond to a few of the more simpler questions, mostly about the girl's personalities. You describe Delilah as being rather playful, with a healthy thirst for knowledge. Yet behind that facade, there is a lot of sorrow, which you've only seen glimpses of in your short time with her.
 
Myrah is easier to pin down, the girl is very energetic, bubbly, and enjoyed being close to you. You could sense the deep respect and friendship between the two girls, and you mentioned that you hoped to learn more about them in the coming days. You scroll through the thread again, and noticed the historian had responded to you.
 
"That is what I assumed. If they were to open up more Gateways, they may need to offset the amount of energy required, by placing the mandala over a ley line, unless they manage to tap into a large source of energy. Even then, a ley line would more than help in their endeavors." he replied.
 
A: Research about ley lines
B: Answer more questions in the thread
C: Call it a night, try to get some rest for tomorrow
D: Custom
 
You decide to look up what you can about Ley Lines. From what you can find, there are a multitude of ley lines around the world, and seem to be tied into ancient structures. People who've gone to their supposed locations, have reported strange experiences; goosebumps, symptoms of niacin rushes, increased static electricity, and so on. These experiences are intensified at leyline crossings, which have been dubbed "ley gates". Most people dismiss it as being bunk, due to it's potential with magic. Normally, you would have agreed with this thought pattern, but after the results of the day, you're thinking otherwise.
 
You then return to the thread, and scan through the new replies. You frown, as most of the replies don't offer any further insight. With a sigh, you type up what you have found about ley lines, and mention that you will bring it up to the girls. You post the reply, and then let out a deep yawn. With a few blinks, you look at the time. It's almost six in the morning, and your eyes widen. You didn't realize that much time had passed.
 
You stand up, and walk over to your window, looking out. Sure enough, it's beginning to lighten up outside. You wonder when the girls are going to show up today, and shrug. You just hope they don't garner any attention on their way over.
 
A: Brew up a pot of coffee, and stay on /x/
B: Try taking a short nap
C: Take a shower, then go for a jog
D: Custom
 
You decide that you may as well stay up, as the girls could show up at any time. You yawn once more, before walking over to the kitchen, and you begin prepping a pot of coffee. Once everything is in order, you walk to your fridge, and rummage around in the freezer, pulling out a box of breakfast pastries. You look inside, and frown, only seeing two towards the bottom. Looks like you'll need to do some grocery shopping soon, especially with the girls moving in.
 
You pop the last two pastries into your toaster, and toss the box into the garbage as you walk towards your cupboards. You open them up, and pull out a coffee mug, setting it on the counter. You tap your foot as stare at the coffee pot, and as soon as it finishes brewing, you pour the scalding hot liquid in your mug. With a clunk, the pastries pop up out of the toaster, and you grab them both, stuffing one in your mouth. You walk back to your laptop, hands full, and start to look through the /x/ thread again.
 
You've gotten a few replies from your post about the ley lines, including one helpful anon who posted a map of the US, showing ley line locations. You notice that your area has a few running through, and at least one crossing nearby. You then notice the thread is starting to fill up, and wonder if you should create a new one.
 
A: Create a new thread on /x/ to continue discussion
B: Finish up your breakfast, and clean up a bit
C: Take a break from research, and watch something
D: Custom
 
You decide to let the thread die for now. You may come back later, if you have more information to share, but as it stands you're pretty exhausted with it. The last couple posters continue to talk about ley lines, and towards the bottom of the page, something catches your eye.
 
"Sorry this took all night, I had to sift through a lot of links. Hope this helps out." an anon says, and you soon realize this is the same anon who was searching for those memoirs for you. You copy the link in his post, and open it in a new tab. It's a barebones webpage, black text on a white background. You raise an eyebrow, and start to scroll through. It definitely sounds old, and it's far too lengthy for you to even consider reading right now, so you bookmark the page, and close your browser.
 
Since you're taking a break, you decide that now would be a decent time to catch up on some anime. You had downloaded a lot over the last week, and haven't gotten a chance to watch any of it. You eventually settle on one, an action show about a group pirates, set in the early 90s.
 
You get a couple of episodes in, satisfied that it's as good as the reviews say, when you hear a knock on the door. You pause the show, and head over to the door. A smile comes to your face as you look through the peephole, and see Delilah and Myrah, now in human forms, standing outside. You unlock the door, and greet them, inviting them inside. The Lich smiles, and bids you good morning as she steps inside. You then let out a huff, as the holstaur jumps in and hugs you, knocking the wind out of you.
 
A: Ask if they want any breakfast
B: Show them around your dorm
C: Ask if they want to watch the anime with you
D: Custom
 
You return Myrah's hug, and after a few moments, you start to tap her on the shoulder, telling her with a wheeze that you do need to breathe. She let's you go, and take a gasp of air.
 
"Sorry." Myrah says quietly, with an embarrassed smile on her face. You wheeze again, and tell her it's okay. She steps by you awkwardly, and you shut the door behind her.
 
"So, are we alone in here?" Delilah asks, as she wanders around the dorm, examining things at random. You notice she's wearing the same outfit as yesterday, and Myrah's choice in clothing for her disguise also seems to be rather limited; a simple black, hooded sweatshirt, jean shorts, and flip flops on her convincing looking human feet. You make a mental note to buy the girls some more clothing, before confirming with the lich that yes, it's just you three in the dorm.
 
"Oh good, thank the gods." Myrah says, and she kicks the flip flops off of her feet. Her human illusion fades, and she sighs pleasantly, as she shakes her right hoof around. "I don't know how you can walk on those feet, it's so... weird!" she exclaims, and she quickly adjusts her hair around her short, forward-swept horns. You laugh, and mention that you'd probably find it just as difficult to walk on hooves. You then ask the girls if they would like any breakfast.
 
"Only if it's no trouble, honey." Delilah says, smiling, her own human disguise fading away. Myrah nods enthusiastically, and her stomach lets out a loud growl, causing the holstaur to blush.
 
A: Make pancakes
B: Make bacon and eggs
C: Be lazy and pull out some cereal
D: Custom
 
You decide to treat the girls, and make them some pancakes. You walk over to the fridge and open it, and start to pull out some ingredients, and set them on the counter. You feel a tap on your shoulder, and you turn around to see Myrah, who looks a little nervous.
 
"Umm... those are eggs, right?" she asks, pointing at the cardboard package on the counter. You tell her that they are, and she frowns. "Could you...make something without eggs?" she asks, looking a bit guilty. Shit, that's right, she's vegetarian. You put the eggs back in the fridge, and tell her that you should be able, and that you'll find an egg-free recipe for what you were going to make. She smiles, her cheeks turning a tinge of red from embarrassment. "Sorry." she says, looking down. You tell her it's alright, and you squeeze her shoulder affectionately. She looks back up, her smile getting wider. You then ask if she could grab your laptop, and point it out to her. The holstaur nods, and walks over to the coffee table, her hooves clopping loudly on the floor. You shrug, and make a mental note to add thick socks to the list of clothes for the girls. Can't have her making too much noise like that around here.
 
She soon returns with the laptop, and gently hands it to you, before going to sit down by Delilah on your couch. You set it on the counter, and pull up your browser again. A few moments later, you find a decent egg-free recipe for pancakes, and you begin to make them.
 
A: Ask if the girls would like some coffee
B: Ask if the girls would like to watch something
C: Ask the girls if they've heard anything from back home
D: Custom
 
You ask the girls if they've heard anything new from home, while you set a frying pan on the stove.
 
"Maledictus Lux, the group of radical humans I told you about earlier, is organizing their forces near one of our port cities, Sweetrose." Delilah started to explain, as she turned to look at you from over the back of the couch. "Our forces stationed there have already begun to evacuate the civilians, and The Queen is sending out an additional strike force to aid them. We've been instructed to pick up the pace on our research." the Lich finished. You ask her if they're worried about this. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't. Something isn't right about it, they're not this obvious, and The Queen agrees with our uneasiness." she answers. You then ask if they've found anything important to their research in those library books.
 
"Not yet, unfortunately, but we haven't lost hope!" Myrah pipes in. "We still need to find out how we'll  set up stable gateways large enough for our people, if and when the time comes." she adds. As you test the heat of the pan, you mention to the girls that you've done some of your own research, and you might have an answer for that. Finding the pan sufficiently hot, you spray some non-stick grease into the pan, and pour some of the pancake batter into it. You then continue, and tell the girls about ley lines, and how they might have enough latent energy for their gateways.
 
"Ley lines? I know I've heard that term before." Delilah says. You hear an electrical pop, causing you to jump, and you turn around. There was a small, black hole, floating in front of Delilah, the Lich's arm buried inside of it. She then pulled out one of the books she had checked out earlier, and began to flip through the pages. With another pop, the hole closed. Well, that's new.
 
A: Tell them more about what you've learned on Ley Lines
B: Ask if they have anything like Ley Lines in their world
C: Finish cooking first
D: Custom
 
You explain what you can remember about Ley Lines to the girls, making sure to mention Ley Gates, as well as the map that you still have up on your browser. With the map back on the forefront of your mind, you remember you haven't saved it yet. You thank whatever deity is above that you forgot to close the tab, before stepping over to the laptop on the counter, and quickly save the image. Without missing a beat, you continue to explain what you've learned, mentioning the strange symptoms people have experienced at recorded ley lines.
 
"Hmm... that does sound like a typical reaction to residual magic." Delilah mutters, her eyes never leaving the book in her hands, as she flips through it at fast pace. "Is there a ley line nearby? Or even a ley gate?" she asks, and stops midway through the book. You mention that yes, it did appear that there were a few, as well as one ley gate.
 
"This is great news!" Myrah exclaims, and turns to look at you from on the couch. "This is definitely fated, but... remind me to thank you for your help later~" She adds with a smirk, and winks. You chuckle, and feel your face get slightly warm,  as you let her know you'll make sure to remind her. You hear the Lich make an audible sniff.
 
"Uh, I think you're burning the breakfast, hon." Delilah mentions. You turn around, and return to the stove, flipping the pancake over in the pan. Sure enough, it's black on the bottom. You grimace, and decide that one will be yours, and you continue to cook the rest of the batter. You soon finish cooking, and tell the girls breakfast is ready, as you prepare a couple plates for them. You just wonder what you'll be doing today once breakfast is over.
 
A: Head out to get the girls some more clothing
B: Explain some of the technology in your dorm
C: Help them with their research, and continue your own
D: Custom
 
You were surprised to learn that the girls have pancakes in their world, though apparently they're not as fluffy as how you made them. Regardless, they thanked you for the meal, and had clearly enjoyed it, Delilah especially. The Lich had scarfed down her meal faster than the cheese steak the other day. You chuckle at this, and and reaffirm that you definitely need to do some grocery shopping.
 
With the meal finished, you place the dishes in your sink, and tell the girls that you plan to do some shopping for them, picking up both clothing and groceries.
 
"Oh, you don't need to do that for us, honey." Delilah responds, but you shake your head, and insist that you want to, it's your job as a host to make your guests comfortable. Delilah simply nods and smiles, as Myrah pats her on the back.
 
"Oh don't play coy, I know what you're thinking, we can have fun once he gets back!" she exclaims. The Lich laughs and agrees, and you feel your face turning red once again. "Besides, we need to research more anyways." she adds. A thought crosses your mind, and you weigh the risks and benefits before voicing it. You ask the girls if they would like to use your laptop for research while you are gone.
 
"It does seem like a very powerful tool, but I do not wish to break it in some fashion." Delilah answers, frowning slightly. You shake your head, and tell her it's fine, and you briefly explain the ins and outs of the internet, as you grab the computer from the counter, and set it in front of the Lich. "Well, I can give it a try, if you say it's that easy." she answers. You give her a smile, and tell her not to worry, as you slip your shoes on. Bidding the girls farewell, you leave your dorm, wondering where would be a good place to shop.
 
A: Be easy on your wallet
B: Don't be easy on your wallet
C: Don't be easy on your bank account
D: Custom
 
You decide to treat the girls a bit more, and buy a little more than you're used to. First on the agenda, is getting some grocery shopping done. With that thought in mind, you leave the building, and head into the parking lot, making a beeline for your car. It's not the best vehicle you've owned, but it gets the job done.
 
It's not too long until you're at the nearest grocery store. It's a decent place, but you don't go here often, as you budget yourself by buying cheap food at walmart. You spend a couple of hours at the store, making sure to buy a large portion of vegetarian foods for Myrah. The final total at the checkout is a bit higher than you're used to, but you ignore it. You're buying for three people now, after all.
 
Finished with the grocery shopping, you head out to the local shopping mall. Feeling a little worried about how much you have, you stop at an ATM near the entrance, and check your balance. You sigh in relief, as you'll have enough for today, and the next few days, if anything happens.
 
You begin to wander around, entering clothing stores as you come by them. You find a number of shirts for the girls, as well as some hooded sweaters and socks. You look over your wares, and pause as you notice what's missing. Just what sizes are the girls hips? You're sure they would be alright without panties, but they still need some sort of bottom-wear. With a sigh, you eventually decide to buy a few summer shorts of various sizes. Whatever doesn't fit you can always return, right?
 
Satisfied with the clothing you've purchased for the girls, you wonder if there is anything else you should buy.
 
A: Pick up some fancy sweets for the girls
B: Pick up something fun, and some protection
C: Just head home now
D: Custom
 
As you walk through the mall, debating if you should head home now, or purchase anything more, you come to a stop in front of the mall's candy store. You've never really checked the store out in the past, but if you're going to treat the girls, you may as well buy something sweet.
 
Stepping into the store, your sense of smell is assaulted by the pleasantly sweet odor of chocolate. You peruse through the displays, and you eventually decide on two items; a large bag of gourmet jelly beans, and a large box of assorted chocolates. You cringe at the register, the total ringing up to over fifty dollars. You repeat to yourself that it's for the girls, and you pay for it with your debit card.
 
The trip back to the dorm is relatively short, and you soon pull into the parking lot, smiling as you find an open space next to the door. You gather what you can of your purchases, leaving the rest for a second trip, and you return to your room. Heading inside, and pause for a moment, and grin at the sight before you.
 
Myrah had discovered your super nintendo, and had, somehow, figured out how to correctly use it.  The Holstaur girl was a few feet away from your TV, and was heavily invested in the game you left in the machine; F-Zero.
 
Delilah, meanwhile, was still on your laptop, and appeared to be reading through wikipedia articles at random, and had a good twenty or so tabs open in the browser. Oddly enough, she was back in her human disguise. You greet the girls, Myrah turning briefly to smile and wave at you, while Delilah rose from her seat.
 
"Oh, would you like help with that, hon?" She asks, gesturing to the shopping bags in your arms.
 
A: Accept her help, ask why she's in disguise again
B: Have her put away groceries
C: Tell her it's fine, you can handle it
D: Custom
 
You accept her offer, as you set the shopping bags down, and you tell her that you have more out in the car. She nods, and slips on the flip-flops Myrah had used for her disguise earlier, before following you outside. Once you are at your car, you begin to hand her some of the smaller shopping bags. You look around a few times, making sure you are alone, before asking at a lower volume why she was disguised when you came home.
 
"Someone, one of your neighbors, had knocked at the door earlier. I had Myrah hide, before donning my human illusion again, and answering the door." she answered plainly. You rose an eyebrow, and asked her to go on. "They were a bit perplexed by my presence, but I explained that I was a friend of yours from abroad. They seemed to accept that, and left something for you, a bag of cooking herbs, and said that it was a payment for some help over... midterms, I believe was the term used?" she continued.
 
Ahh, now it's coming together. You helped out a couple of your classmates out with some study notes and formulas a while ago, and now one of them compensated your efforts. Cooking herbs, though? That seems rather odd, why would they... oh.
 
You let out an awkward laugh, and explain to the Lich that, while those herbs could be used for cooking, that wasn't their specific purpose. She gives you a slightly confused look, and you ask her if, in her world, there are plants or drinks people use for recreational purposes.
 
"Oh yes, there are spirits our residents drink, and certain fruits and mushrooms that can cause euphoria." she answers, nodding.
 
A: Explain more about the cooking herbs
B: Explain the herbs with a more "hands on" approach
C: Don't worry about it for now
D: Custom
 
You gather the last of the shopping bags, and explain that the herbs also grant a euphoric feeling, as well as other physical sensations that  you've experienced while using it. You also mention that the effects will always differ from person to person, due to body chemistry. Delilah follows along, and nods.
 
"It sounds similar to some of the fruits we in our world. They're delicious and mild on their own, but as a spirit it is very potent." she adds, and laughs. "I am not very good with spirits, I can only have a few drinks before I am stumbling around. Myrah is better about keeping her composure, just like her sister." she continues, and blushes. "More than once I've agreed to drink with those two, only to wake up in... compromising positions." she adds, smirking. "Pleasant and fun, but compromising all the same."
 
You smile and laugh, as the two of you enter your dorm room. You reply you're interested in hearing more of her stories, and that it sounds like some things don't change in society, even in other worlds. You set the rest of your shopping down on the counter, and start to put away the groceries, when you feel Delilah's arms wrap around from behind you.
 
"Hmm, well, maybe we can add another story to our collection tonight~" the Lich coos into your ear, before nibbling the cartilage gently.
 
A: Agree, use the herbs tonight and get frisky
B: Agree, forgo the herbs tonight and get frisky
C: Put it off til tomorrow, you do need to sleep sometime
D: Custom
 
You decide that if karma, or whatever's out there that rewards good behavior, has dropped these girls AND a recreational substance in your lap, you may as well go the distance. You smirk, and agree with Delilah, asking where she had put the herbs. The Lich points to the cupboard where you keep your cooking spices, while her other arm stays around you. Figures, she thought they were for cooking anyway.
 
Once you finish putting the groceries away, you open the cupboard, and immediately see a zip-lock baggy with a folded up note taped to the front of it, with your name written on it. You recognize the sloppy handwriting right away, it's that frat freshman Jimmy, from a couple rooms down. He was the first one to ask for help with midterms, and was one of the few who took to your tutoring with apt attention. You pull the bag out of the cupboard and- Holy Shit, Jimmy. Really? Really. Half-a-fucking-O, and already ground up to boot. You set the hefty baggy on the counter, and pull the note off of it, quickly unfolding it to read.
 
“Hey man, thank you SO, SO MUCH for saving my ass with midterms. I was gonna get booted from that class if I failed the test, and my pop woulda reamed me if he found out. He already thinks he's spending too much cash on my classes, and thinks I'm wasting the spending money he sends me.” the note opens. You glance back down to the bag on the counter. Well no shit, Jimmy, if you were his dad you'd be ticked, too. “Anyway, you pretty much saved my life with your help, so I wanted to show my thanks. This stuffs called The Third Dimension, and it's pretty potent. Score a chick for the night and enjoy it with her.” the note finishes with. Well, that's already been taken care of by twofold, Jimmy.
 
You look back down at the bag, and stare at it for a few moments. Jimmy might not be the brightest bulb on the tree, but he's certainly generous. In any case, that's a lot of herb, just how are you going to use it with the girls?
 
A: The old fashioned way
B: Make something special to eat with the girls
C: Decide to forgo it for now and worry about it later
D: Custom (describe your choice in thread)
 
You decide that, with how much herb you actually have, it would be a good opportunity to make some food with it. Of course, the most cliché and obvious option comes to mind: Brownies. You glance over at Delilah, who had shed her disguise and taken a seat on the end of the counter as you were reading Jimmy's note, and ask her if she would mind trying something sweet made with the herb.
 
“It's your decision, hon, but I'm sure I would enjoy it all the same.” she says with a smile, her feet slowly bouncing left in right to a beat in her head. You smile back, and look over at Myrah, who was still quite absorbed in playing F-Zero. You're sure she'd be fine with brownies too... though you're quick to remember she's not a fan of eggs. With that in mind, you head out into your living room and grab your laptop, bringing it back with you to set on the counter once more. You visit the same recipe site from earlier, and soon find an easy egg-free brownie recipe. Delilah continues to watch you in amusement, as you begin to pull out a few pots and a baking pan.
 
“You know, men who know their way around a kitchen are a very hot commodity back home~” The Lich says teasingly with a smirk. You chuckle and smirk back, as you set a decent-sized pot onto the stove. You mention that the same sometimes applies to women around here, and she laughs back. “Oh, I would be awful then! I know my way around potions, elixirs, and the like, but I always manage to burn something when cooking. I haven't bothered trying anything more complex than soups and stews in years.” she replies with another laugh, hopping off the counter to give you more working room. You offer to help her learn a few recipes, as you pulled a few sticks of butter out of the fridge, unwrapped, and tossed them into the pot on the stove. “Hmm, well, if I'm going to teach some magic, it would be fair to receive something in exchange.” she replies, causing you to smirk. You then ask her how she viewed Myrah and her's “Power-Up” earlier.
 
“Well that's just plain and simple fun~” she answers, leaning over to give your butt a teasing slap. You simply chuckle again and nod in agreement, as you lit the burner under the pot, bringing the flame down to low. With the butter melting, you open the bag of herb, and recoil slightly. The familiar pungent odor, with hints of tropical fruit, you notice, quickly begins to fill the kitchen. You hear Delilah audibly sniff the air, and she steps out back towards the living room. “Oh wow, what a... peculiar aroma. No wonder your friend had it sealed up.” she comments simply. With a shrug, you pull out what you roughly believe to be about an eighth, and toss it in with the butter. You check to make sure the heat is on it's lowest setting, and walk into the living room. Delilah raises an eyebrow, and you quickly explain it will be a few hours of simmering before you can continue with the recipe. “Well, hon, what should we do until then?” she asks.
 
A: Continue researching
B: Watch a movie with the girls
C: Take a shower, it's been over a day since your last one.
D: Custom (Explain in the thread.)
 
You're about to suggest something, when you notice another faint odor. You lean your head down towards your shoulder, and sniff again, before grimacing. Who would have thought an intense sexual workout would leave you a sweaty, stinky mess? You tell Delilah you're going to wash up quick, while the Lich stifles a giggle.
 
“Then, may I return to my research on your... laptop, I believe you called it?” she asks. You nod and say of course, and she immediately makes a bee line for it. With a shrug, you head towards your bedroom, and dig out a set of clean clothes. Satisfied with your choices, you head to the bathroom, and turn the tap on for the shower. By the time you strip down, the water is at a comfortable temperature, and without hesitation you step under the cascading water.
 
You stand there for a few minutes, the steam and hot water sending you into a deep relaxation. It's certainly been a very odd day and a half, and you start to wonder about it. The girls said that you were fated to meet them... you just hope that if it is fate, it'll keep being kind to you, but you cannot seem to shake the odd sense of dread that's on the edge of your mind. Your soon pulled out of your deep thoughts, as a familiar, albeit muffled, clunking sound reaches your ears. A few moments later, you smirk, as you hear the shower curtain being pushed to the side, followed by a pair of arms wrapping around your midsection, and a soft pair of orbs that squish into your back. The first thing you let the holstaur know is that she sucks at sneaking up on people.
 
“Aww, my hooves gave me away, huh?” Myrah asks, squeezing you a bit tighter as she rests her chin on your shoulder. You tell her she couldn't have been more obvious, but you let her know that you did pick something up that'll hopefully make her a bit more stealthy on her feet... er, hooves. “Mm, you think of everything, don'tcha?” she responds, nuzzling closer to you, her fingers drumming along your sides.
 
A: Ask her what's on her mind
B: Ask her what she thought of the Super Nintendo
C: Start actually washing yourself...and Myrah at this point
D: Custom
 
Not really, you tell her, as you grab a bottle of bodywash gel from the recessed shelf under the shower head. You pop the lid of the bottle, and grab the loofah hanging off of the hot water knob, dolloping a large amount of gel onto the sponge. Myrah watches intently, before tapping your sides once more.
 
“Hey, would you mind if I got your back?” she asked simply. Sure, you don't see any harm in it, and you hand her the bottle of shower gel. She then peels off of you and grabs the bottle, while you begin to scrub the loofah into your arm pits. A few moments later, you feel the familiar pair of soft orbs press into your back again, albeit more... slippery. Figures she'd go that route, not that you're complaining, of course. You feel her begin to rub her breasts along your back, followed by her soft giggles. With a smirk, you ask her if she's enjoying herself.
 
“Well duh, aren't you?” she asks teasingly. How could you not, you reply, especially with a girl as... gifted as she is. “Mm, then I'm glad~” she responded cutely. As you wash your arms, she wraps her own around you once again, resting her chin on your shoulder like before. She then laughs, and pokes you again, noticing that you're 'standing in attention'. “I guess it would be hard to lie with that, huh?” she asks teasingly. Well duh, you tease back, causing the holstaur to stick her tongue out at you. You continue washing yourself, soon finishing, and you ask Myrah if she'd want her back washed in exchange. After a quick nod, you both turn around, and hand her the loofah, the holstaur quickly applying more gel to it, before handing you the bottle once again. You squeeze a bit of the gel in your hands, and lather up, soon massaging Myrah's tattooed shoulders.
 
The brown holstaur lets out a pleased sigh as you kneaded her shoulders, your hands slowly traveling down her sides. A small moo escapes her lips as your fingers teasingly brush past her breasts. Those will come soon, but you have a different goal in mind. Your digits soon reach their goal, as you gently squeeze and massage the holstaur's plush and generous rump. Another moo escapes her lips, but Myrah holds strong, and continues to wash herself. She then lets out a soft giggle, as you continue your attention on her butt.
 
“Mm, so what's your favorite feature of mine?” she asks, looking over her shoulder and giving you a wink.
 
A: Her ass
B: Her tits
C: Her personality
D: Everything, of course
E: Custom
 
Your hands trail from her butt to her tail, lathering up the whip-like appendage, as you dwell on her question. Just what is your favorite feature of hers? Her ass is quite delightful, and you could see yourself giving hours of attention to it. Your thoughts then trail towards her impressive, delicious milk-filled tits, ones that you would have no qualms servicing for as long as she pleased. But then your thoughts continue to trail, as you think of her soft light-brown skin, the tattoos that intricately trail around her, her adorable tail, her brilliant bronze eyes, her cute and bubbly personality... god damn it.
 
You preface by telling her you know it's corny sounding, but honestly, you can't choose a single feature. On their own their wonderful, yes, but it's all together where they really shine. You start to trail off as you find it hard to say anymore without sounding even more corny, and the holstaur slowly turns around to face you, stepping carefully away from your toes. You're relieved to see that she's smiling, as she brings her forefinger up to poke you on the tip of your nose.
 
“You know, you're kind of a dork when you're honest, but that just makes you cuter~” Myrah says, before leaning up to kiss you. You feel her tongue press against your lips, and you allow it to slip between them. It's not an aggressive, needful kiss, it's more warm and sensual. Before you can do anything in response, she pulls away, and smirks. “Come on, now, we still gotta was our hair, we can have fun after that~” she says teasingly, and turns back around.
 
With a smile, you turn to grab the shampoo from the shelf, your hands soon running through Myrah's long, strawberry-blonde hair. Your fingers bump into her forward-swept horns every so often, eventually tracing around the base of each. You then rub the floppy cow ears below them, eliciting cute giggle from the holstaur. Once her hair is fully lathered, you place your hands on her hips, and step back with her gently, letting the water cascade over her. As you rinse the shampoo from her hair, you ask her if she'd like her furry calves shampooed as well. She giggles again, and nods.
 
“Sure, sugar, if you really want to~” she replies, her tail swishing happily. With more shampoo in hand, you get onto your knees, and begin to work the soap into the soft hair on her right calf. You can feel her powerful muscles flex under your fingers, as Myrah let's out another pleased moo. Moving on to the left calf, you give it the same attention, and soon both calves are rinsed clean. “Stay there and close your eyes, shug, I'm going to get your hair next.” the holstaur says, as she turns to face you.
 
A: Be a good boy and do as she says
B: Sneak a peek
C: Why be sneaky? Just keep them open
D: Custom
 
You do as your told, and keep your eyes shut. You hear Myrah begin to hum a soft tune, her fingers running through your hair moments later, lathering you up and massaging your scalp. Under her attention you find it hard not to relax, and you smile as you feel her digits lightly tease your ears. It's not too long before you're putty in her hands. Deciding your hair has been lathered enough, the holstaur pushes your head back under the cascading water, and rinses you. She then stops, and gently holds you in place, lightly drumming her fingers on the sides of your head, as if contemplating something.
 
“And now, we get to the fun part~” she then says, her words like silk, as you feel her hand move behind your head. Knowing what's coming next, you open your mouth as she pushes you between her legs. With no hesitation,  your tongue runs along her soaking wet slit, the tasty tangyness of her honey pot making your mouth water. “A-aahh... you really are a good eager boy, aren't you?~” she asks teasingly. With your mouth firmly clamped over her snatch, you respond with a drawn out 'Mmhmm', which causes Myrah's knees to quiver. “M-moooooo... gods, where did you learn to eat like this?” she moans out. You then place your hands on her thighs, and slowly move them upwards, eventually cupping her plush cheeks as you pull her tighter against yourself. Feeling a bit mischievous, and remembering the response from before, your right hand wraps around her tail. Meanwhile, your lips wrap around her clit. Without warning, you pull her tail hard, and buzz her sensitive nub at the same time.
 
“M-M-OOOOOOO!” Myrah screams out, her entire body trembling as she cums hard. You clamp your mouth over her pussy once again to drink her tangy juices, and- well god damn, she's squirting! You swallow her fluids eagerly, and only pull back once the flow begins to slow. The holstaur is panting heavily above you, and she gently pushes further out of her crotch. “Y-you can open your eyes... you d-didn't have to keep them closed... that whole time, ya know.” she slowly pants out. You open your eyes and look up at her, grinning at her flushed and dazed expression. She lazily smiles back, and gently pulls you upward. You comply and stand, as you soon find yourself lip-locked with the holstaur, your tongues dancing together, while Myrah eagerly searched your mouth for her juices. After what felt like an eternity, the holstaur breaks the kiss, still panting heavily.
 
“Well... what's next?~”
 
A: Get some cream to wash the honey down
B: Get a second helping of honey
C: See what Myrah wants to do
D: Custom
 
With a smile, you let her know that it's up to her this time around. The holstaur gives you a sultry grin, as her forefinger begins to make trails across your chest.
 
“Hmmm... then, lemme do something I owe ya~” she replies, her lips soon planting small kisses down your chest as she slowly gets down on her knees. Myrah then looks up, her bronze eyes locking onto yours, while her hand slowly wrapped around your solid member. The eager appendage twitches in anticipation, causing the holstaur to giggle. “My my, you feel really pent up~” she teases, her hand slowly starting to stroke your length. Never once breaking eye-contact, the tanned cow-girl leans closer, and runs her wide tongue slowly up your shaft, her thumb rubbing across your sensitive head. She continues to do this, and you swear with every twitch and groan she slows down every so slightly, her teasing making you long for release. At long last, Myrah then pulls away, her hands gently grasping yours, before pulling them up to her horns.
 
“Grab on~” she says, followed by a giggle. You comply, wrapping your hands around them tightly. The holstaur, her bronze eyes still locked onto yours, places her lips around your head, and at an agonizingly slow speed, swallows your length, inch by inch. Eventually, her lips reach your base, and the cow-girl begins to moan, sending vibrations up your length. Finally fed up with the teasing, you begin to take the lead, pushing head almost off your length, before pulling her back down quickly by her horns. Myrah's eyes widen, but she moans once more in approval, fully allowing you to take over.
 
With reckless abandon, you throat-fuck the cow-girl, the eagerness in her eyes and the moans nearly causing you to burst, but you hold strong. You watch the holstaur's hands begin to move, her right quickly diving between her legs, while her left grabbed onto her breasts, teasing and pulling at the nipples, swapping from left to right and back every few moments. Her tail whips back and forth, and she moans louder, the rumble of her throat sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. You feel your balls press closer to your body, your impending orgasm bubbling behind the last few shreds of resistance.
 
You let out what sounds like a growl, pumping in and out of Myrah's throat, and with the last thrust, you push yourself as deep as you can go. You spurt rope after white-hot, boiling rope of seed down into her belly, causing the holstaur's eyes and tattoos to glow brightly once again. She pushes back off your length, stopping at the tip, your member still pushing out globs of cream which she eagerly swallows. Her burning bronze eyes bore right into yours, as she forcefully sucks every last drop from you she can. Soon, the flow ends, and you pant heavily. With an audible slurp, Myrah pulls herself off your rod, and swallows the last of your seed. She smiles at you, then brings her right hand up, and licks it clean of her own juices. The bright glow of her eyes and tattoos begin to fade, and the cow-girl takes in a much-needed deep breath.
 
“Wow, sugar...it's fun when you go all beastly like that~” Myrah coos, slowly standing up. She gives you a small kiss on the lips, her arms wrapping around you, as she squeezes tightly against your form. “We should do the rough stuff more often~” she adds with a laugh. You nod and smirk, your breathing finally beginning to return to normal. You then let out a yawn, and tell Myrah that it's probably a good idea to get out of the shower now, otherwise you'll both be stuck fooling around in here for another half hour. The holstaur smiles and nods, and you shut the water off. The two of you then exit the shower, and begin to dry off.
 
A: You're feeling a bit tired, ask for a creamy pick-me-up
B: See how the clothes you bought earlier fit the girls
C: Check on the cannabutter simmering on the stove
D: Custom (Explain in Thread)
 
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Once dry, you wrap your towel around your waist and gather your clothing under your arm, while Myrah sits on the edge of the bath, legs crossed, watching you with a content smile. You idly wonder how long the two of you were in the shower for, when another thought crosses your mind: The simmering Cannabutter. With a small curse, you quickly turn to leave the bathroom, the holstaur giggling and soon following you. Outside of the bathroom, your dorm is already filled with the potent smell of the cannabutter, the odor reminding you somewhat of heavily buttered popcorn. Making a bee-line for the kitchen, you're soon relieved to see the butter was just fine, still simmering merrily. The clock on the stove puts your mind at rest; It had only been an hour since you started your shower.
 
You turn to head to your room, and you see Myrah donning her robe from the other night, and only her robe. Looks like she doesn't want to waste time later tonight, you think as you chuckle. Delilah, meanwhile, is still using your laptop, looking between it and the open book in her lap. You decide to leave her be for now, as she appears to be quite absorbed in her research. Entering your room, you toss your dirty clothing into the laundry bag at the foot of your bed, and quickly slip on the clean set you laid out.
 
With a yawn, you soon return to the living room, and make a bee-line for the kitchen once more. There's no way you'll be able to stay up for more than a few more hours, unless you do something about it. With that in mind, you begin to brew a pot of coffee, making a bit more than usual, just in case the girls want any. Minutes pass as you watch the glass decanter under the dripper fill up, and once it finishes, you fill your favorite coffee mug. Beverage in hand, you walk back into the living room, and sit down on your couch next to the lich. She glances up from her research briefly, and smiles at you. Myrah, meanwhile, is rummaging through your SNES games, the copy of F-Zero having been already removed from the console.
 
A: Ask Delilah how the research is going
B: Help Myrah find a game
C: Quietly sit back and enjoy your coffee
D: Custom (Explain in Thread)
 
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