Chain Girls (campaign)

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The girls were stuck half-way into the wall of one of the huts. Somehow they had teleported so that they were partly encapsulated by one of the boulder-size stones at the bottom of the wall.   
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From somewhere inside the hamlet, on the other side of the hut, they could hear jabbering voices greet the dawn. They did not sound human...
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From somewhere inside the hamlet, at the other side of the hut, they could hear jabbering voices greet the dawn. They did not sound human...
===Discovered===
===Discovered===

Revision as of 19:06, 7 August 2010

Contents

Campaign based on the Chain Girls story line.


Water Quest

Three session story arc, involving Cecilia and Elise.


Background

After the space ship crash, the Chain Girls had ventured into a nearby cave system in search of water and shelter. While immersed in the cave water, they were assaulted by some kind of magical parasitic semi-immaterial water creatures, who seemed to enter them and merge with them.

As we will see, this had some rather odd effects on the girls.

Gone

Cecilia felt cold as she and Elise left the dark cave water, still chained together at the neck by the Slavers' chains.

There was a narrow shore between the now tranquil cave lake and the phosphorescent rock wall, and someone or some... thing had had a campsite there. Next to the old fire place were a pile of decaying trash, including some threadbare, torn rags.

Seeing how cold Cecilia were, Elise wiped her down as good as she could, using her tied hands, and then used the rags to cover Cecilia as much as she could.

But they had barely settled down to rest, when Cecilia started squirming - a little at first, then more and more violently. "Oh it itches, it itches so badly!... It burns! Get them off me! Oooh!"

As they managed to tear the rags away, they could see that the area around Cecilia's clit piercing was red, swollen and inflamed - and apparently itching like a bad case of poison ivy. Elise tried scratching at Cecilia behind her back, and Cecilia tried to rub herself against both Elise and the cave rock, but nothing brought relief.

They called in Jenny to look closer to the problem. How best to wash off whatever it was causing this problem? As they looked on the increasingly frantic Cecilia, they decided that trying to lick her clean might help.

And that it did. Jenny's tongue gave relief in more ways than one. Elise came hard from Jenny's ministrations. As she screamed her release towards the cave ceiling, something within her twisted, and in a flash of light Cecilia and Elise were suddenly gone.

Stuck

As the girls came to, they found themselves in darkness once again, but with a breeze blowing from somewhere across the bare skin. The echo from the cave walls were gone, and a large emptiness seemed to be around them.

But they were stuck. More stuck than the chains had done, unable to move arms and legs as if they were encased in something - something hard, cold and unyielding. They could still feel each others warm skin, and the chains between their necks were as firmly connected as always.

As they tried to take stock of their situation, a faint warm glow appeared, growing increasingly stronger and brighter.

It was dawn. They were on the surface.

Far, far across what looked like desert, they could see mountains. Surrounding them were yellowing, dried-up palm trees, and round stone huts with palm-leaf roofs.

The girls were stuck half-way into the wall of one of the huts. Somehow they had teleported so that they were partly encapsulated by one of the boulder-size stones at the bottom of the wall.

From somewhere inside the hamlet, at the other side of the hut, they could hear jabbering voices greet the dawn. They did not sound human...

Discovered

Celebration

Lessons

Down the Well

Traces of Those Gone Before

Locks and Traps

The Ruined Room

The Wellspring

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