Ah, the Coral Highlands, my new home for the next couple of days! I've been sent on a research task by the Guild with the goal of studying the local flora and fauna!
In particular, I've been tasked to watch over the monsters in the area from the safety of my tent. As I'm not equipped with any weapons or armour, leaving the campsite would be a death wish...
Anyways, it's been said that the monsters in this lush field of coral and sand prefer to hunt at night. As there's nothing going on right now, I'm currently laying in my tent, just waiting until sundown, and then I should be able to see some action!
After drifting off to sleep, I wake hours later and grab my notepad to head out into the darkness of the night, ready to start observing the wildlife of the area! The moon is shining quite bright tonight, illuminating everything perfectly and making it easy to spot all the different types of monsters scurrying about in the locale. It even sounds as if there's some sort of commotion going on in the distance or something, a cacophony of screeches can be heard from far away. Peering through my binoculars, I can see what's causing the noise... oh my! It appears as if two Legiana are fighting over territory! This would make for excellent research material, if only I could get closer...
Still focused on the fight that's taking place in front of me, I slowly creep towards where the sound is coming from, trying not to alert any of the combatants or something. Even though they're quite far away, these monsters are known to have excellent hearing, so I have to be careful! Continuing to peer down my binoculars, I step closer to the action, unaware of my surroundings. Not noticing that I'm at the edge of the campsite, I take one more step forward, and take a tumble over the side of the mountain.
Sliding down the sandy cliff, I crash through the coral and into a cavern below the surface. The pain is excruciating, but luckily I'm not dead yet, though judging by the smell I don't know how long I'll last in here...
All I can see around me for miles is bones, flesh and gore as the putrid stench of decay permeates the air. This place is a death trap, yet judging by the tracks around the area, it must be a feast for scavengers as well!
Continuing to crawl on my hands and knees through this gruesome graveyard, I manage to find my way to the bottom of the cave, which must be something's nest. There are eggs everywhere! Whatever lives here must have just laid these, and is likely going to be back soon.
Fear suddenly strikes me as I look behind me and see two yellow eyes staring in from the darkness, locked onto me as they grow closer. Oh no, it's a Vaal Hazak! The monster that must have laid the eggs steps out of the shadows, and lays down in a pool of filth, seemingly uninterested in my presence. The silver dragon is covered in rotting flesh and seems to be spewing a cloud of something into the area. As I try to move away from her, she shakes her wings and more of her spores fall upon me, making me cough uncontrollably as I'm forced to breathe them in. I want to run but can't, and as I can feel my health and resolve being slowly sapped away, all I can do is fall to my knees.
I'm not sure if it's the fear, but something about this dragon intrigues me, and even though she looks and smells like rotting flesh, there's something strangely appealing about her! Wait, what the hell is she doing to me? Why am I thinking like this? Her spores are messing with my mind or something! As I start to grow even more delirious, it almost feels like she's beckoning me or something. I can't stop myself, I'm unable to fight this feeling as I crawl towards her, like a moth drawn to a flame, so caught up in this strange high that's taking over my body. Releasing another cloud of spores into the air, Vaal Hazak rises up to watch me intently, drooling as I approach her.
I don't know why she hasn't killed me already, I'm a sitting duck here, and judging by the size of her jaws, she could easily crush my skull before I'd have any chance to resist. Yet, she isn't for some reason...
It's probably the effluvium taking its tole on my psyche, but it feels as if she wants me too... Something is leaking out of her midsection, and even though it smells absolutely putrid, I can't help but reach out to feel it. It's warm, slimy, and incredibly thick, yet at the same time, oddly satisfying to the touch. The more I feel around her cloaca, the more I'm overcome with an intense desire to pleasure her!
In a sluggish stupor, I stand up and slide my clothing off, revealing my nude body to the dragon. She stares down at me, then takes in a deep breath, letting out a gust that carries with it a nasty, gaseous odor that makes me gag! Composing myself, I run my fingers through the scales on her highs and feel the gore and rot covering them. Despite this horrible feeling, there's still something undeniably pleasant about the sensation that spreads across my skin as I slowly move my hand down to her vent. As I feel around her cloaca, she moans and starts lifting her leg in the air, inviting me to mount her. The rotting cavity between her legs beckons me, and I'm not sure why I want to oblige her request so badly...
A haze fills my mind as I sluggishly thrust towards her slit, the effluvium spores