D&D 1 Epilogue - A Night at the Thundering Lizard Inn

The proceeding is continued from the previous Good Girls Presents... Dungeons & Dragons : Tomb of Annihilation entry. This post explores player character Coral's journal entry, detailing the end of the first session, and as written by her player. All credit goes to patron Umbra Solaris.

Ok, so something happened after we turned in. I’ll just say it - I am no longer a maiden. I know it shouldn’t have happened and my father would hate me for losing my maidenhood my first day ashore and he’d call me a whore and disown me all over again. But somehow I don’t regret it one bit. Who cares what Father thinks? It’s not like he ever really cared about me.  

To be fair, I didn’t exactly offer myself. I had just laid down on the couch, ready to sleep and have a chaste night like any other, just as Father and my governess would have wanted me to do back home. Then Miss Alyxia, she just throws off her clothes, showing all that...smooth, glowing skin that all the men go wild over, and dragged me to the bed. She looked so radiant and beautiful, like an angel! Wrath was naked too, and I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was burly like a man but soft and lovely like a woman! I found myself imagining what it would be like to be held in her strong, kissable arms.

I could tell from Miss Alyxia’s glare that she wouldn’t rest until I’d taken off my clothes and joined them in that enormous bed of theirs. So while she and Wrath started...kissing (I thought women were supposed to kiss men but I guess I kissed a woman earlier so it’s okay?) I started taking off my clothes. I couldn’t take off my belt of course, so once everything else was off I tried to rush under the covers. I didn’t want them to see that I’m not pretty. I’m not tall like them, and I’m not curvy like them either. My bosom is totally flat, and no one wants to look at that. And of course I didn’t want any questions about the belt! But of course, even in the candlelight Wrath noticed, and she asked me about it.

Coral undressed

I told Wrath what I’ve been told a thousand times. That Father had arranged for the Lady Firehair to bless me with this chastity belt, to help me “control the base impulses I inherited from my disgusting beast of a father”, that I might come to live as a proper young lady ought.” Wrath and Miss Alyxia didn’t seem to think much of that, because they immediately grabbed me and stuffed me between them. 

Oh, by the Smiling Lady, I blushed so much when they did that. I could feel their warm skin as Wrath held me tight, and Miss Alyxia’s breasts were so soft as they pressed against me. I was thinking very un-maidenlike thoughts as Wrath held me in those beautiful, strong arms of hers. I know it shouldn’t, but it felt so good! 

Then I realized I could feel something hot and hard pressing against my thigh. I could hardly believe my eyes when I saw what it was! Wrath has a manhood, and a big one at that. It was amazing to look at, so thick and green and veiny, but somehow it just made me sad. Here was another half-orc, like me. Not only that, another half-orc woman with a manhood, like me! But I’m not really a woman, I’m a sham. I just dress like one and talk like one because Father needed an excuse to lock me away. I’m not tall or beautiful like Wrath. I came out scrawny and useless and wrong.

Still, it was hard to think about that when they turned me around, and Wrath put her manhood inside me! I tried to stop her, but she was too strong and I froze like a deer caught in a lantern-beam. Somehow, her enormous thing went inside me! Just a tiny bit, and it stung, but it also felt so intense. I begged Wrath to be gentle, to not go any deeper, but she wouldn’t listen. She just kept going faster and harder and deeper. And even though it hurt, it somehow felt right to have something inside me. It felt natural, and it made me feel wanted, even beautiful! I was a mess, blushing, biting my lip, toes curling. In that moment, despite my shame about my bosom, I couldn’t help but touch my chest and play with my nipples. I think Miss Alyxia was taking notes or drawing us, because I remember seeing her with charcoal and paper, but I never got a good look.

Not long after, I felt something welling inside of me, and I tried to resist it. I didn’t want to give into the pleasure like some common harlot. But Tymora help me, it was too much! I felt something wet and sticky shoot out inside my belt, and that’s when I realized something wet and sticky was all over my back too. 

I couldn’t think straight, it was as if the room were spinning. But Wrath never stopped holding me, and Miss Alyxia was so sweet. She brought us both water, which I drank greedily. Who knew lovemaking could make you so thirsty! Then Miss Alyxia joined us in bed, and held me too. I could feel Wrath behind me, so firm. And Miss Alyxia in front of me, all soft and smooth. I felt protected and wanted all at once. I can’t remember the last time I fell asleep that happy.