Ires' Curse

Ires' Curse

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Gore magala monster girl in a world of my own tomfoolery Of course inspired by and using elements from monster hunter and a number of other games and such A redo if you will of Feathers and Scales with a few changes character and theme wise, less lemon/lewd based but still with some very uh, spicy things uwu Lore: The spliced have been around for 8 months, human animal hybrids that have challenged much of science and religion as we know it, they were not born or brought from some place, but rather some humans were "infected" into becoming spliced. War erupted from Ukraine, splintering into multiple, space faring efforts have proven worthwhile as resources have boomed tenfold, fueling wars and advanced technology, despite this the appearance of the spliced has only caused concern and fear among many, leading to the creation of spliced only cities. Now the arrival of monsters and "beast-folk' erupt from the spliced, making most spliced only cities more like concrete jungle prisons, walled, brimming with multiple types of both spliced and monster, beast-folk being spliced with the traits, behaviors and powers of monsters, proving just as dangerous and volatile depending on the beast-folks adapted monster. Ire is an American Alligator spliced and attack dog of the US sent to clear a newer type of assumed to be spliced, creatures of flesh that are for all intents and purposes, mindless zombies, currently running around in Ukraine, Russia and a number of other countries, ire roams the battlefields, a mercenary, a mythos, a terrifying foe.
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"Are you scared little one?" Cameron asked, I couldn't trust my nerves to speak a whole sentence without stuttering so I opted to keep quiet. He offered a friendly smile and the girl looked me in the eyes with an expression of unknown intent. I felt a hand travel up my side, I nervously looked down to see that it was Cameron. I could see it in his eyes that he itched for more. The strong man that held me smirked as I looked at each of them, confused and lost for words. Cameron was tall with light brown hair and brown eyes; his physique was fit but leaner that the other man, the one who was in charge. He had jet black hair and stood a few inches taller than his friend; his face was scruffy with stubble that probably hadn't been shaved for a few weeks. His eyes were steel blue, and the pierced into mine and looked passed all guards I had put up. That man was strong, inside and out. The girl was only slightly taller than me, but the resemblance stopped there. Her hair was a dark ginger with strands of blonde, her eyes were golden brown, and her body was perfectly curvy. I couldn't help but watch as she twists and sat with her beautiful curves folding over on themselves. Her breasts were large pillows that I wanted to sleep on, and her wide hips dramatically lead to a tightened stomach. Her body looked soft, and I wondered what her thick thighs would feel like under me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. These were my kidnappers; they stole me away from school and were probably going to do terrible things to me with the sick way they looked at me all the time. "Are yo-you going to kill me?"

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