{"id":"blqkcy","deleted":false,"future_paste":false,"expired":false,"language":"text","created_at":"2023-10-30 21:17:00","expires_at":null,"content":"\/\/Evil or Corrupt Fran; encounter can happen late at night in the forest or deepwoods a month after pc kills Emily; maybe can happen at 10 pm or later;  \r\nConfidently, you [walk] through the [{forest's}|{deepwoods'}] dense underbrush. Mareth's blood red moon hangs high in the starless sky, generously casting light down through gaps in the trees' canopy. You're quite grateful for even the faintest illumination that it's kindly providing. Without it, you're certain it'd be a tad difficult for you to travel at night. You'd probably end up tripping over every other unseen root or random rock that happens to be littering your path.\r\n\r\nDucking beneath a low hanging branch, you listen to a few familiar sounds echoing throughout the [{forest}|{deepwoods}]. Countless crickets play their tune as you push onward through a thick bush that obstructs your path. You hear some wolves hear howl in the distance and yet, they fail to stir up any fear within you. The reason for that is quite simple. Despite all the corruption the demons are spreading throughout Mareth, the nature here somehow manages to retain a feeling reminiscent to the homeland you left behind. It's perhaps proof that you still have time to halt their evil from spreading even further. For you and your quest as champion, you actually find that fact reassuring.\r\n\r\nYou keep on [walk]ing until you stumble upon a grassy clearing that the moon is bathing in its gentle light. Stopping for a moment to rest, it doesn't take you long to realize a strange silence has fallen over the entire [{forest}|{deepwoods}]. All the insects seem to have ceased their chirping and buzzing, while the far-off wolves are no longer howling to the heavens. There's an unnatural chill in the air as you see a thick fog slowly begin rolling in. To your shock, it blankets the area around you in what seems like an instant. You try to stay aware of your surroundings as the impenetrable fog completely obstructs your sight. Suddenly, an odd sensation races down your spine. \r\n\r\nYou can hear only your heart beating in your chest as the unnerving feeling that something is watching you worms its way into your thoughts. Quickly, you begin looking around in a bid to locate whatever or whoever might be causing this fear to stir within you. A faint, childish giggle soon starts echoing from everywhere in the infinite mist. You swallow hard, wondering if the sounds might just all be in your head. The innocent laughter resounding around you doesn't seem to be stopping, however. You only grow more and more anxious as you realize it's actually getting louder and louder. \r\n\r\nUnexpectedly, the eerie sound ceases entirely. You're left standing silently within the heavy fog again. As you take a deep breath, you ponder over what is going on now?\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/Just spacing things out; no one likes walls of text; \r\nA loud [b:snap] suddenly comes from behind you, prompting your entire body to tense up! You turn around and gaze upon the noise's source. Although it's difficult, you can barely make out a [if (pc height > 48){small}] figure's silhouette through fog. A girly voice originates from the ominous presence, [say: Funny, isn't it? It looks like I'm the one who found you this time.] They step just a little closer, revealing they're clad in a hooded black robe. Despite the outfit being modest enough to conceal the wearer's body, there are more than a few holes that allow for you to notice pure white skin peeking through in an unusually enticing way. A sleeve is also missing from the worn robe. It appears to have been torn off and leaves a feminine looking arm completely bare to your gaze.\r\n\r\nYou elect to question this person about why they're here?\r\n\r\n[say: Why am I here? That's an odd question,] they muse in a girly voice that you're finding weirdly familiar. The stranger darkly giggles, [say: Do you not remember me...?] You watch girl pull her hood back, revealing two glowing red eyes and a cute, freckled visage. Her messy golden hair stops at around her shoulders. [say: How about now, hmm? I guess my hair is a little short compared when we first met.] Her tone sounds almost playful, yet you can't ignore just how cold her gaze towards you is. She flashes you a bitter smile as she sees your expression. [say: It's fine that you might not remember me. Why? That's because I could never forget you, [name]. After all, you did kill my big sister.]\r\n[Who?] .tooltip = You don't recall that.\r\n[And?] .tooltip =  ...What's her point exactly?\r\n\r\n\/\/Who?; I'm not sure if the reference should be silly mode or not;\r\nYou ask Fran who she's talking about. The golden haired girl bares her fangs at you and practically snarls her reply, [say: My big sister! Emily... you killed her!] Does she expect you to remember ever single corrupt monster you slay or something? That's a ridiculous notion. Kindly, you elect to point out this fact to her. In almost an instant, Fran's expression changes from being filled with ire, to seemingly dumbfounded by your response.\r\n\r\nShe only blankly blinks at you while a silent moment passes between you.\r\n\r\nShe starts to distressingly inquire, [say: What do you\u2014] You cut her off words before apologizing that you simply just don't remember any of it. Fran still seems shocked as tears well up in the corners of her eyes. They soon begin trailing down her freckled cheeks. She chokes out, [say: You... You don't remember? You killed my sister... Just how can you not\u2014] You interrupt her again as you explain [if (silly){that for her, the day you killed her sister was probably the most important day in her life. For you, however, it was only Tuesday}|{her sister probably wasn't someone worth remembering. She was just another corrupt monster and nothing more}]. As you finish voicing your thoughts, you see Fran now baring her pointy fangs at you once again. You watch her fingernails extend into razor sharp claws that could effortlessly slash flesh to ribbons. [say: [b:I'm going to kill you,]] she howls, [say: [b:I'm going to tear you apart! Piece by piece!]] She takes a slow step towards you as pure fury now burns within her two crimson irises. \r\n\r\nWordlessly, you [if (pc armed){draw your [weapon]}|{raise your fists}] in response to her threats.\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/And?; just a second option I guess;\r\nYou inquire about what Fran is intending to do here exactly? Although, you suppose the anger in her gaze doesn't make it too tricky for you to guess what she may have in mind.\r\n\r\nFran narrows her crimson eyes at you as she answers, [say: What am I going to do? I suppose I should be just as direct as you are.] A low, malicious laugh escapes the blonde girl's lips. [say: It's really simple! You killed my big sister, so now that I've found you? I'm going to make you pay for taking her from me.] She bares her fangs at you and digs her now razor sharp fingernails into a nearby tree. You watch as she leaves long, deep gashes behind on its trunk. She examines her nails after and sadly smiles at them. [say: I've endured so much... pain and humiliation... I really had no idea about all the things Emily was protecting me from until she was gone.] Her cold gaze then rests on you again. [say: And everything is all your fault!] Fran approaches you as pure fury rages in her crimson irises.\r\n\r\nWithout a word, you [if (pc armed){draw your [weapon]}|{raise your fists}] and prepare to take her down.\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/Fran Combat Texts\r\n[b: You are fighting Fran:]\r\n\r\nYou see the vampire known as Fran standing before you. She seems to be roughly around [if (metric) {a hundred and forty centimeters}|{four and a half feet}] tall. Fran's snow-white complexion practically glows under the moon's dim light. You're certain more than a few people back home in Ingnam would be smitten by her adorable, freckled face. Her messy golden blonde hair stops at around her shoulders. She doesn't seem too different from a typical human girl, assuming you could ignore her crimson irises and the two elongated fangs she is currently baring at you too. Her slim body is covered by a loose-fitting, hooded black robe that is full of holes. It is also missing a sleeve that appears to have been torn away, leaving a slender arm bare to the elements. \r\n\r\nShe appears to only be using her razor sharp fingernails and fangs as weapons. [if (Fran using Dark Metamorphosis){A faint red glow is enveloping her slender form.}]\r\n\r\n\/\/Fran's stats; \r\nShe'd be a little stronger than Emily after all the blood drinking and ability stealing she's been doing; She should regen hp every turn too;\r\n\r\n\/\/Fran attacks:\r\n\r\n\/\/Slash; default\/basic attack;\r\nFran snarls and attempts to rend your flesh apart using her razor sharp claws! (can cause bleed)\r\n\r\n\/\/Dark Metamorphosis;\r\nFran uses a hand to cover one of her crimson eyes and whispers something under her breath. Right after she finishes uttering her words, you see a faint red glow envelope her small body. (Fran now also heals based on the bleed damage the pc takes each turn for a few rounds)\r\n\r\n\/\/ Fran Sandwitch lust spell: \r\nFran mouths some strange words and points at you as she draws a circle in the air using her other hand. Sensing the earth beneath you shift, you look down. Your eyes wide as you see the soil forming into a smooth, round orb. To your disgust, it slides [if (pc dressed){into your [clothes]}|{up your body}]!\r\n\r\nYou attempt to stop it, though you fail as it slides into your [asshole]! Fran maliciously laughs at you while shifting her fingers around in an odd manner. Each time she does, you sense the smooth sphere pulse and vibrate inside your depths, sending pleasure coursing through your being. (pc gains a bit of lust each turn)\r\n\r\n\/\/Fran maintains spell; \r\nFran creates a circle in the air and mouths some strange words while pointing at you!\r\n\r\nYou feel orb inside you quivering in a way that sends delightful shivers coursing throughout your entire body. (pc gains a bit of lust and costs her some fatigue)\r\n\r\n\/\/Fran fails to maintain spell; \r\nFran points at you, uttering a strange incantation while she attempts to draw a circle in the air! You amusingly see her bite her tongue. Fran winces in pain as she yells, [say: Gaah!? Grrr...Stupid magic...!]\r\n\r\nFeeling the strange sphere that was in your ass vanish, you let out a sigh of relief. (pc doesn't gain lust this turn)\r\n\r\n\/\/Dark Fire;\r\nFran breaths in deeply before blowing a torrent of dark flames towards you!\r\n\r\nYou howl in agony as the powerful inferno scorches your [skin]! Even after the pain begins to fade, you still feel an unnatural need lingering in your loins. (pc takes hp and lust damage)\r\n\r\n\/\/Four of a kind; maybe have this only triggering when Fran is half hp;\r\nFran smirks, laughing darkly as she utters something strange under her breath and [b:snaps] her fingers. To your disbelief, you see the vampire girl split into four exact copies! The quartet flash you their fangs and begin to circle you. [say: Are you surprised?] one gleefully asks.\r\n\r\nAnother chimes in, [say: We picked up a neat trick, huh?] Meanwhile, the other two duplicates merely giggle, glancing between each other before turning their malicious crimson gazes back to you. \r\n\r\n(I think it'd be cool for this to just create three extra Frans that have whatever her current hp and lust is. Only one Fran is real, but she gets switched around between the clones so the pc needs to pick the right one. If the PC attacks a Fran clone, it just goes away in one hit, since there're meant to be illusions. Maybe the clones cause lust damage using teases or something, that way a pc will want to take them out fast.)\r\n\r\n\/\/Fran using four of kind again; \r\nFran snaps her fingers and you see her spilt into four copies again! You frown, your gaze darting between them. Is she really trying this trick again? [say: It's a fun one isn't it?] one Fran teases.\r\n\r\nAnother Fran nods and adds, [say: I sure think it is!] All four nod in agreement as they smugly grin at each other and then turn their now malicious glares towards you.\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/Copy Fran tease attack; at least two Frans are up; \r\nA Fran calls out to you during your fight, [say: Lookie over here, [name]!] Finding your eyes glance towards the blonde girl, you see her holding her tattered black robe's bottom up, and more importantly, that she's not wearing any underwear! \r\n\r\nYou swallow hard, finding yourself unable to pull your gaze away from her perfectly smooth slit. [if (lust attack successful){Another Fran teases, [say: Oooh~? I think [he] likes it! How naughty... don't you know it's rude to stare?] The vampires giggle at your expense as you feel your cheeks growing hot with shame.}|{You shake your head and avert your gaze from the blonde vampire. There's no way you'll be beaten by such perverted tactics!}]\r\n\r\n\/\/Copy Fran tease attack alt; at least two Frans are up;\r\nTo your surprise, you see one Fran suddenly hug another one from behind. The blonde vampire being embraced giggles in response to the affection. She playfully tries to ask, [say: What are you\u2014 Mmm!?] Her words are stifled by Fran's hand slipping underneath her copy's robe. You see her start to move it around in a perverse fashion. A lewd, wet sound echoes from between the blonde girl's thighs. [say: Oh, oh! Ah!?] the Fran that's getting teased cutely gasps. The duplicate that's being played with tries to close her legs, yet her other-self refuses to stop for even a second. \r\n\r\nShe lightheartedly taunts her copy, [say: You like being watched, right? Shhh... You know I know you do!] There's a blush on both Frans' freckled cheeks as they look at you. [say: How about you, [name]? Do you want to see even more~?] The blonde vampire doesn't wait for your reply. In an instant, she lifts the duplicate Fran's robe and you get to gaze upon her quim hungerly engulfing two delicate digits. [say: Tadaaa! Look at how naughty I am~! Isn't it amazing? She can take my fingers in so easily!] She starts moving her two dainty digits around slightly faster, burying them all the inside. You can hear your heart racing over Fran duo's lustful whimpers and gasps. Her pale, inner thighs glisten with love nectar that slowly trails down them to drip onto the earth below. The blonde vampire that's being fingerbanged trembles as she cutely gasps [if (Fran affection =>50){your name}] in a way that forces your heart to skip a beat. \r\n\r\nAfter she finishes her release, you see Fran pull her fingers free from between her other-self's pussy. With a smirk, she reveals how sticky her dainty digits are with her copy's love juices. She licks them clean as she teases, [say: Mmm... It's so sweet! Don't you want a taste too, [name]?]\r\n\r\nYou [if (lust attack successful){swallow hard, unable to resist the fire she's stirring in your loins}|{shake your head, refusing to give into her perverse temptations}]!\r\n\r\n\/\/Fran tease attack;\r\nFran grins mischievously as her crimson eyes meet yours. You hesitate to strike her, the playful expression catching you off guard. Curious, you ponder just what she can possibly be thinking. To your surprise, the blonde vampire girl leans forward a bit and pulls on her black robe's collar. You swallow hard as she flashes you her two tiny breasts that are tipped by stiff, pink nipples! Fran [if (lust attack successful){smirks, no doubt noticing the excitement in yours eyes. [say: Did you like seeing my boobies? You're so naughty,] she teases, [say: I didn't think you'd prefer the itty bity ones!]}|{immaturely pouts, no doubt displeased her attempt to distract you proved futile.}]\r\n\r\n\/\/PC tries and flees from Fran; have it only selectable once per fight maybe?; \r\nDeciding [i:discretion is the better part of valor], you turn around and attempt to flee! You hear a furious yell behind you, [say: [b:Where do you think you're going!?]] As you run through the forest, you jump over roots, rocks, and even duck under a few low hanging tree branches that're blocking your path too. Bushes and trees rustle violently as you've no doubt Fran is chasing you down in a blind rage. You try everything in your power to throw the vampire girl off your trail. You take various twists and turns, praying she'll lose track of you in the woods.\r\n\r\nRight as you think you're in the clear, a golden furred wolf suddenly leaps from the bushes to obstruct your path! The wild beast is snarling and baring its teeth at you. You swallow, finding yourself feeling oddly anxious due to how its two crimson eyes seem to burn straight into your soul. You take a hesitant step back and watch the beast begins to shapeshift into a familiar looking human form. [if (first time){To your surprise}|{Unsurprisingly}], you see Fran now standing in the same spot where the golden furred wolf once was.\r\n\r\nShe glares at you and darkly giggles, [say: I might have to thank those disgusting faeries from the bog... Their ability to change themselves is always so useful, don't you agree? Now... It wasn't very nice of you to try and run away from me.[if (pc spared Fran last fight){ You didn't think I'd let you escape just because you spared me last time, did you? That's [b:almost] cute.}]] Fran bares her fangs and claws at you, no doubt eager to continue where you two left off.\r\n\r\n...It seems you've no choice as you resolve to face her again.\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/PC loses to Fran; \r\nYou collapse to the ground as your body proves too [if (pc lust loss){turned on}|{badly banged up}] to carry on fighting any longer. Fran approaches you, prompting your heart to race in your chest. Her small shadow lingers over you in silence for what feels like an agonizing eternity. There are no other noises in the forest aside from a faint breeze that rustles the trees. Hesitantly, you find the courage look up at Fran and meet her red eyes that are gazing coldly down at you. Swallowing hard, you wonder just what she's intending to do now that you're helpless before her wrath.\r\n\r\nYou're about to consider asking her for mercy until she swings her clawed hand at a blindingly fast speed. Whatever word you were about to utter fail to come out. It takes you only a second for you to realize you can no longer speak at all as an unbearable pain sinks in. Dark red blood pours from the gaping wound Fran's made in your throat. Desperately, you try and stop the bleeding to no avail. Your precious blood pools onto the grass below, dying it an almost inky, black red. You gaze up at Fran through your fading vision and watch her sniff her nails that had slashed your throat open. [if (Fran affection =>50){There's a sad look on her freckled face as she glances back towards you. Fran speaks in what sounds like a whisper, [say: I wish... things could've been different... I thought...] Her words strangely fail to fully reach your ears.]}|{Her freckled face contorts in disgust as she simply flicks them clean. Fran growls in what sounds like a whisper to you, [say: Your blood isn't even worth drinking.]}] \r\n\r\nYou finally slump over, your senses dulling as a terrifying cold grips your entire body. It isn't long until your limbs are too heavy for you to even slightly move them. A few moments more is all you have left before your consciousness finally drifts off into an endless darkness.\r\n[Game Over]\r\n\r\n\/\/PC defeats Fran; \r\nFran collapses to the forest floor, her [if (lust victory){flushed freckled cheeks, and her stiff nipples that're tenting her tattered robe, make it obvious that she's too aroused}|{body too badly battered}] to carry on fighting any further. You approach the now helpless girl with a confident stride until you stand proudly above her. There's still a defiant fire in Fran's crimson eyes as she stares up at you from her pathetic position on the ground. Not that it matters. Judging by the way the blonde girl is panting to catch her breath, you feel confident that she's no longer a threat to you.\r\n\r\nYou take a few moments to mull over what you should do to her.\r\n[Spare] .tooltip = You decide to let her go.\r\n[Rape] .tooltip = You want to have some [b:fun].\r\n[Kill] .tooltip = [if (silly){Die monster, you don't belong in this world!}|{You decide to finish Fran off.}]\r\n\r\n\/\/Spare; \r\nPerhaps you feel some pity as you stare down at the helpless girl. Although she tried to kill you [if (spared previously){again}], you can understand why. You did do the same thing to her older sister and it's only fair that she seeks retribution against you for that. For whatever reason you wish, you choose to not take her life. Fran continues to glare at you as you [if (pc armed){stow away your [weapon]}|{relax your guard}]. Wordlessly, you turn around and simply begin to [walk] away.\r\n\r\nYou stop as you hear Fran weakly shout, [say: Where... are... you going?] \r\n\r\nTurning around, you see the blonde vampire standing up by using a nearby tree to support her shaking legs. She takes an unsteady step towards you as she [if (lust victory){perversely pants}|{winces in pain}]. [say: I'm not... beaten... not yet!] You simply shake your head at her in pity. It's clear she can't fight any longer and you point that fact out to her. [say: I... I won't quit until I... until I...!] She collapses to the ground after straining to take one last futile step towards you. You notice the blonde girl is still faintly breathing and suppose she used up whatever strength her body might've had left in it.\r\n\r\nSeeing that Fran is no longer conscious, you shake your head before leaving her behind in the [{forest}|{deepwoods}]. You do have a troublesome feeling that you'll be seeing her again after she recovers. It's unlikely that she'll give up on her revenge anytime soon.\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/PC kills Fran;\r\nYou pick up a nearby tree branch that's sturdy enough to be used as a makeshift stake. Without any hesitation, you drive it through the defeated girl's chest and straight into her heart. Her eyes widen in shock, though she doesn't let out a single sound. There's a sorrowful smile on her face as she stares at the wood that's now embedded in her body. \r\n\r\n[say: Emily...] Fran weakly whispers, [say: I...] She never gets to finish uttering those last words. Her delicate body suddenly crumbles into dust. You watch her ashes blow away in the wind and then take a moment to stare at her tattered black robe that's now lying empty in the dirt.\r\n\r\nSatisfied that you've successfully purged another twisted monster from Mareth's lands, you begin your trip back to your camp with a confident stride.\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/Rape; \r\nYou stare down at the blonde girl who is lying helplessly in the dirt. Seeing her in such a pathetic position stirs up a heat in your loins. Although Fran is a monster, you cannot deny her freckled face is at least a little attractive to you. You quickly find yourself wondering just what her pale body might look like under her tattered black robe too. There's only one way for you to find out, right? Fran stares up at you with disgust plainly visible in her crimson eyes as you kneel down near her. Despite her best efforts, she's unable to prevent you from pulling up her robe enough to expose the fact she isn't wearing anything beneath it! To your delight, both her pale legs and slit are perfectly smooth. You run your hands up her soft thighs, prompting her to try squirming away. There's a faint blush on her freckled cheeks as she growls, [say: Stop touching me!] \r\n\r\nIgnoring her protests, you grip her a bit tighter to prevent her from moving too much. A small shriek escapes Fran the moment you force her legs apart. You swallow the saliva in your mouth as you gaze upon her spread pink quim. It's glistening slightly, showing off how she might just be enjoying this more than she's letting on. You point this out to Fran and she simply shoots you a cold glare. Whatever, you suppose she doesn't need to admit it. You trace your fingers along Fran's slit, allowing her wetness to aid you in sliding up to her little erect clit. Her breath hitches the very moment you brush her love button. She squirms about and quietly mumbles a meek [i:no] each time you run your digits along her special place and circle her clit. Given how much Fran's naughty juices coat your fingers, you suppose she's ready for a lot more [i:fun]. You tell Fran this, and her eyes momentarily widen in panic at your words. She flinches slightly as you [if (pc dressed){remove your [clothes] to}] expose your naked body to her without any hint of shame.\r\n\r\n[if (pc has cock){You slip between Fran's soft thighs and she gasps once you press your [cockhead] against her damp entrance. She can't hide her disgusted expression as you begin to push into her depths. You let out lewd groan, relishing in how her inner walls tightly envelope you. The blonde girl tries to maintain a stoic expression as your [cock] [if (pc cock big){arrives at her cervix. Although, you don't miss how her entire body trembles in joy when you press against the entrance to her baby room. You thrust your [hips], poking and prodding Fran's deepest depths again and again}|{is completely swallowed up by her love tunnel. A quiet whimper escapes Fran's lips when your hips meet her girlish ones. Starting off slow, you drive your full mast into her at a steady pace}].\r\n\r\nFran blushes brightly as you ask how she's liking your cock. She grumbles her reply, [say: It-It's nothing... nothing special...] Despite her words, her naughty nectar is coating your shaft enough that it's shining in the moon's light. You point this out to her while driving your flesh spear [if (pc cock big){against her womb}|{fully into her}] again. She meekly moans and grips the grass tightly, her petite body trembling in undeniable delight. You shake your [hips] a bit faster while mockingly mentioning how she really does seem to be enjoying this. Fran tries to protest, [say: N-No... No! I... I'm not\u2014!] She's silenced by you fiercely locking your lips against hers. Her eyes widen in surprise. She [if (Fran affection){awkwardly returns the kiss, perhaps caught off guard and acting on her lustful instincts}|{turns away and spits, seeming repulsed by your lover like act. Ignoring how her reaction stings your pride, you forcibly take her lips again to your heart's content}].\r\n\r\nYou soon stop kissing Fran and find yourself reaching under her tattered robe. She squirms around underneath you as you trace her slight curves. You soon reach her breasts and begin groping them. Her tiny breasts are less than a handful, but still nice and soft to the touch. A whimper escapes Fran as you fondle her tiny tits and thrust your [cock] into her at the same time. She tries to cover her mouth, though you pound into her just a little harder in order to force out her cute cries. She closes her eyes tightly as you feel her quivering quim spasming around your [cock], practically begging for your seed to flood it to the brim. You groan in need, eagerly ramming your proud mast into the blonde vampire girl over and over again in an eager bid to oblige her body's desires. [if (pc has knot){Fran shakes her head and whimpers slightly in fear, no doubt realizing your [knot] is squishing up against her slippery slit. You merely push a bit harder, finally forcing it to loudly [b:pop] into her tight depths.}] \r\n\r\nFran arches her back and cries out, coating your pelvis in her naughty love juices. At the same time, your [if (pc has balls){[balls] tense}|{body tenses}] up. You muster the energy for one last thrust and unleash your [if (pc virile){potent}] seed straight into the quaking girl's womb in thick spurts. [If (pc cum production high){Fran's belly lewdly swells up from the sheer amount you end up pumping into her.}] Panting, you [if (pc has knot){feel your knot begin to deflate and}] pull yourself out of her pussy that's still greedily gripping your now spent tool. The moment your cock is free, you can't help but admire how your sticky jizz drips from her slit and trails down her round buttcheeks to form a pool on the earth below.}]\r\n\r\n[if (no cock){You take Fran's hand and force her touch your [if (pc has vag){[pussy]}|[asshole]}]. She seems slightly disgusted as two of her dainty fingers slip inside you. Your [if (pc has vag){vaginal walls}|{anal canal}] greedily clamp down on them. At the same time, you slip your own dexterous digits into the blonde vampire's slick slit. Her wetness allows you to bury your fingers deep inside her. You're impressed by how tightly she squeezes down on you and can't resist teasing her about it a bit. Fran doesn't reply, though she fails to hold back a moan as you probe her snug depths. \r\n\r\nShe bites her lower lip and begins to erratically pump her fingers in and out of your twitching [if (pc has vag){pussy}|{back door}]. You pant in her ear, delighting in how she suddenly picked up her pace. [if (pc has vag){Bucking your hips}|{Pushing your [ass] back}] instinctively, you attempt to drive the blonde girl's fingers deeper into your needy hole. You decide to return the favor and piston your own digits into Fran's lewd slit just as roughly. She shamefully whimpers, her naughty nectar coating your fingers thanks to your obscene movements. Fran struggles to match your rhythm, her body quivering in undeniable pleasure as her own delicate fingers push deeper into your (pc has vag){[pussy]}|{[asshole]}]. \r\n\r\nA naughty breath passes through your [lips] as your entire being quakes. Fran cries out in shame, her body also unable to endure the pleasure any longer. You and your partner reach a blissful crescendo at the same time, quaking in pure pleasure. Her lewd love juices drool all over your hand as she quivers and her inner walls squeeze down upon your skillful fingers. You chew on your lower lip, your heart loudly pounding in your chest as you rock against the blonde girl's hand, eager to draw out your release for as long as you possibly can. Once your body begins to come down from your pleasure high, you reluctantly pull yourself away from her touch. Fran lays on the ground, her expression blank as she pants and shivers. You can't help yourself and admire her pleasure drunk expression for a few moments longer.}]\r\n\r\nSatisfied, you get up and prepare to depart. Although Fran's petite body is still shaking in pleasure, she sits up as she sadly stares at you. [say: You're no different from the other monsters...] she quietly says and wipes away the tears welling up in her eyes, [say: They did this to me too...] \r\n\r\nYou [if (pc corrupt){scoff at her words. Does she think that means anything to you? Oh, boohoo! She got violated a few times and her sister is dead. She should just get over it unless she wants to let you do this again. If that's the case? You won't complain. Fran sobs even harder at your unsympathetic reply}|{slightly tense up upon hearing her words. Being compared to the corrupted beings who roam Mareth wounds your pride. After all, aren't you here to end their hedonistic cruelty? You try to block Fran's miserable sobs from your mind}] as you leave her behind and make your way back to your camp.\r\n[Next]\r\n\r\n\/\/PC encounters Fran again in the forest or deep woods at night; assuming they didn't kill her; maybe a cool down for the encounter too;\r\nAs you're walking through the [{forest}|{deepwoods}], you notice a thick fog rolling in around you. There's a familiar giggling echoing throughout the trees. It doesn't take long for you to realize it's likely Fran looking to attack you again. You [if (pc armed){ready your [weapon]}|{raise your fists}] preemptively and call for her to show herself. Fran's words seem to eerily come from all around you, [say: Very well.] \r\n\r\nA figure approaches you from within the dense fog. You see Fran's wearing the same tattered black robe that's missing its sleeve. She pulls her hood off, revealing her messy golden hair, familiar freckled face, and two glowing red eyes. You question if she intends to try attacking you again. She frowns as she replies, [say: What do you think? [if (spared){I'm not forgiving you just because you spared me last time.}|{You humiliated and abused me just like all the other monsters! Do you think I'd just let that go? But}] I won't fail this time! I'll... I'll make you pay for what you did to Emily!] \r\n\r\nFran takes a step towards you, her crimson eyes burning bright as she bares her fangs at you. It seems you'll have to fight her off again!\r\n[Next]"}