In Warhammer Fantasy as my ERP Character

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Those four are the genes I get from the medusa. I must say, I have a complete set of ingredients to make my own race. I can even make a legally distinct lizardmen with serpentine tails, like the nagas. Don’t even need to go for another expedition to the southeast of Cathay to find this world’s snakemen. The Bloodwrack Eyes is a very powerful one too. Wonder if I can add those to the serpents’ eyes that are added by the Serpents Hair gene. The medusa I captured clearly didn’t have that. As for why, it must be to not make them very powerful or using the eyes consume a significant energy or magical power considering its power is similar to that one snake’s venom that I forgot the name. The snake which has venom that can make its victim’s blood bleed from their orifices, but these are more powerful because it skips the biting part and only needs direct eye contact.

Then finally the curse. I get the curse as a gene that I can place to another’s creature. From what I can glean from my power, it seems to be a very powerful blood magic curse that is gradually turned into a gene after a very long time. I can definitely reuse this even in lesser form due to my Bloodline concept. Also Atharti, she’s a dark elven goddess. Which means I don’t know much about her as dark elven gods very rarely meddle. But just from the curse, it seems like she is quite petty. Wonder what the medusas do that get them this punishment. Not to mention that she put something similar like copyright infringement if I use her curse even just as a framework. I get the option to restore the medusa’s sapience by removing the curse but will it be worth another divine attention? Last God that I have the pleasure of being their attention is Manann, who liquified thousands of dark elves and he is considered one of the Order Gods. In hindsight, my tense relation with Taal and Rhya must be very cordial in comparison as both didn’t really do anything. Regardless, it is now just another arsenal at my disposal. Will decide what to do after discussing it with Marissith. She should know more about this Artharti.

For now, I fly back to Tor Lithanel. The city of glass is still shining brightly from above. The reconstruction is progressing nicely. At least the outer wall has been rebuilt. Though the rebuilt part distinctly stands out in contrast with the rest of the wall. They are not made with the same finely cut white marble stones but a bit more yellowish as the stones are taken from my domain and there’s plenty of jagged ornaments with outward pointing triangular pyramids as the crenelations, not the usual squares. The rebuilt buildings are similarly different as it doesn’t fit the elven architecture and more like how beastmen try to make stone houses for the first time. The beastmen did try to copy the layout, but the building itself is not made of bricks but a bunch of roughly brick sized rocks, uncut, stacked together, and bound and filled any uneven parts left from the rocks by the cement that elves had. Not as aesthetically pleasing as the rest of the buildings, but the beastmen won’t bother, as for how structurally sound it was I have no idea either. Doubt it will be much worse though. As for roofs, they have no roofs. Just a top floor that is fashioned similarly like the outer wall with triangular pyramid shaped crenelation.

For now though, I arrived at my destination’s balcony. The second tallest tower in Tor Lithanel but also the biggest. The Dragon Tower which was empty now housed the sole dragon from Ulthuan. Entering through the lowest balcony, I trace my hand on the still scorched interior, a significant magical fire proofing is added that it can withstand dragon fire. This place must be left empty for a long while because there’s still scorch marks. Within the tower is then a central pillar where two sets of stairs arrayed it. The smaller one is clearly for the elves while the bigger one is more sparsely spaced to allow dragons to climb up from below. The floors are connected to the tower’s wall with only bridges connecting to the central pillar, leaving the space empty inbetween to make sure the dragons can move freely up and down. The three uppermost floors are mostly just landing balconies for the dragons to return and take off.  Each floor is split into three huge rooms, made to house dragons. There are even a few floors in between that have big rooms but noticeably smaller. No doubt the tower was once a dragon’s rookery. At the very least, just this one tower can house at least fifty dragons if fully occupied. Wonder if the tower is ever fully occupied in its lifetime. I looked up and saw that the dragon that stays to keep watch of me is on one of the balconies. I didn’t just land in front of him because I want to take it slow and make sure I don’t make any mistakes.

I went over the bridge and slowly made my way up. How do I even seduce a dragon? One that clearly knows my nature as a daemon and opposes it. Thinking on what to say, I soon reach the top floor. The blue dragon ignores my presence and continues looking down.

“Liking the accommodation?” I start with a small talk.

“Spare your pretense daemon, you want something now that you are finally here.” He immediately bites back

“I have a proposition.” I dropped the small talk and went straight to the point.

“You will ask me to breed with you.” He already knows what I want. “No.” Then it answers.

“Why not?”

“I know what you will do. You will make an abomination of your child just like the rest of your beasts.”

“And that is a bad thing? You have looked at my beastmen and surely you noticed that while they are certainly changed, none of them are cursed. Besides, this tower was once a dragon rookery, would you want to see the place inhabited like it was once?” I deflect his accusation and add some bait. At the mention of this place being inhabited, he finally looked at me and made me think he was considering it.

“I will not repeat myself.” But come his answer@@novelbin@@

“You know, I have met with your kin in the east. One of the eastern dragons.”

“What about them?”

“They seem more receptive than you. Seeing that one of them clearly likes one of my daughters.” A flicker of disgust and maybe a hint of hesitation flared in his eyes.

“I’m sure like with the elves… We can have some kind of agreement.” I pushed again and the dragon stomped its claws and stood on all fours. His singular growl echoed the tower walls and fiery breath flared from his nostrils. On his challenge, I stopped compressing my form, enlarging myself a bit, and we stood eye to eye. Then silence. None of us make a move or break eye contact. Just an acknowledgement of the current situation. He can try to kill me. If he dies, I will have my own dragons. Should he do nothing, I would still have my own dragons.  If he leaves for Ulthuan and tells the high elves about this, I will still have my own dragons. Besides, I doubt he will even leave as it will be similar to running away. Even in the very unlikely that he decides to do so, I doubt the high elves can spare their attention to me. The only thing he will decide is if he took part in the creation of my dragons or not.

“I will only tolerate one abomination.” He finally said his price.

“One is enough, and do not worry. I will make sure all of them are free.” I agreed and added reassurance. Immediately the dragon pounces and holds me down. Then I dismissed my clothes, already his massive draconic dick lined to my pussy.

“Finally.” Then I shouted in orgasm as he rams his dick inside. He slowly withdrew his dick until only the tip before slamming it back down and repeating. Every pull he took a deep breath and with every slam he exhaled. Making sure I felt every feet of its dick and its lines of barbs, a rhythm I followed which added to the sensation. His scales brushed against my skin, unbearably cold in contrast to the scalding heat of his dick. Seems like he is concentrating all his power in his dick, then with my hand on his chest I pour some of my magical power into him. He roared in surprise and thrusted forward hard that the floor cracked. Throwing my head back to the floor as I squirts in orgasm. His dick gets bigger again and immediately he starts slamming down more fervently than before. The tip of his dick slamming the deepest part of my womb and the lines of barbs pleasantly scrapes my cervix with every violent slam. I yelped in orgasm as he ejaculated his searing hot semen directly to my womb without stopping his slamming. At the same time, a flow of magic which amplifies my senses flooding in. Making me writhe in continuous orgasm and for the first time, I try to push away the one that is breeding me to no avail. The flow of magic continues as he continues ejaculating, fully drowning me in constant pleasure and orgasm.

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Fuuuuuuck. I try to push the dragon on top of me to the side. Seems like dragon breeding relies on magic and I have kicked him to overdrive. When was the last time I fainted when having sex again? It's already dark outside and it is not past noon when we start. Sure hope it's the night of the same day though. Struggling to sit up, everything below the hip is numb and it looks like we broke one floor down during mating. Then a stream of notification rang up.

I decided to carry the pregnancy as usual. Though it seems like it won’t be a one day pregnancy, there’s no better magical environment than me and Laurelorn is very cold in winter. The rest of the notifications are strings of dragon genes, like the horns, scales, wings, and such which are just marginally better than the genes that I currently have with only few additions.

The rest of the dragon genes can be applied to the rest of my herd without much complications. These two, while powerful, have their own significant complication. Doubt any of my beastmen can use dragon’s breath and the metabolism is a very circumstance heavy. I don’t know how much effectiveness is reduced without the metabolism, but surely it will be better than what we have. With that out of the way, I focus on the child within me and start with my plan. First I give it three heads, the minds between the heads will be linked and semi independent. Then I give it another tail and finally Greater Regeneration. It will be a three headed golden dragon with twin tails.

The night sky brightens.

Then I look up.

And see a twin tailed comet soar through the sky.