1 Beckoning Of Dreams (Chapter 1)

Riley's pale skin glistened from the sweat caused by the sweltering summer night, her freckles forming constellations across her flushed cheeks. The 18-year-old graphic designer lived in a small apartment nestled within a quiet town, spending her days working on various design projects for local businesses and startups. Her athletic body was accentuated by C-cup breasts and long, dyed light mauve hair that cascaded down her back.

Mc pov

My choice of clothing for the evening consisted of an overly large white shirt, clinging to my damp skin and revealing my hardened nipples through the thin fabric. Cut pajama pants that I had turned into shorts barely covered my ass, which would normally threaten to slip off at any moment But clung to it, While my Blue thong lace rested over my hips. I really enjoyed the way it looked on me as I glanced at the mirror near my desk. I find It Sexy and a turn on.

"Damn, it's hot tonight," I muttered to myself, adjusting my clothes as si tried to get more comfortable at my desk, ready to begin another session of my secret passion.

I drew Hentai and porn in my free time for extra income, what I hadn't expected was to gain a substantial following on social media, well over 50,000 followers on my Twitter.

Be it werewolves with fat knots or dragons mounting maidens, even the occasional futa, I loved to draw them all. The range of kinks I had come to explore was wide and it only fueled my own desires.

"Alright, time to get started," I said to myself, launching my streaming software. Using my own created Vtuber avatar, I transformed into TheMountingGoddess, its lewd body still within guidelines but pushing the boundaries of acceptability which I couldn't help but be proud of.

"Hey there, my monsters!" I greeted My audience as the stream went live, my sultry voice echoing through the room. "Tonight we're working on something special –" I paused for dramatic effect, "– a werewolf showing a beautiful maiden who's boss."

"Ravish me, wolf daddy!" one of the comments read, making me chuckle. I loved my fanbase and the energy they brought to my streams.

"Alright, let's get started," I said, focusing back on my drawing. My fingers danced across the tablet, expertly shaping the scene on the screen while interacting with my viewers.

"Hey, TheMountingGoddess, have you ever thought about drawing something with elves?" a user named FrostyWhispers asked in the chat.

"Elves? Huh, that sounds interesting." I bit my lip, pondering the idea. "I've been having these strange dreams lately about a snowy land filled with armored soldiers and... well, I'm not sure what they were. But maybe I could use that as inspiration."

"Ooh! Snow elf gangbang!" another comment suggested, followed by a chorus of agreement from chat.

"Okay, okay," I laughed, "maybe after this piece, I'll give it a go. A snow elf gangbang it is."

my followers eagerly filled the chat with comments and compliments, encouraging me as I sketched and inked the explicit scene. I couldn't help but chuckled at the last comment, complimenting me on the knot, glancing over at my shelf lined with my prized collection of Bad Dragon dildos. Each one was unique in shape and size, the silicone monsters almost like a testament to my perversion. A sign hung above them, reading "Monster Fucker" in bold letters. well, I had plenty of examples to go off I thought smugly.

As the night wore on and the temperature seemed to only grow hotter, I lost myself in the world of my drawings. The intricate details of each stroke, the feral expressions of my characters, and the Raw nature of it all fueled my creativity and passion. My hands moved almost effortlessly across the tablet, bringing the most depraved desires of my audience to life.

Hours passed, and my fingers started to ache from the intricate work I had completed. "Okay, everyone, that's it for tonight. Thanks for hanging out with me. I'll see you all next time!" I said, signing off from my stream. As the computer screen went dark, I stood up and stretched, feeling the tiredness in my muscles.

As made my way to the bathroom, deciding on a cold shower to wash away the sweat and cool down my overheated body

As the icy water cascaded down my body, I couldn't help but let my hands wander, correcting myself before it went too far. "Wish I could tonight," I thought, as a large yawn escaped my mouth before it turned into a small smirking. "But I need to get some sleep, Besides there's always tomorrow"

With a sigh, I reluctantly stepped out of the shower and dried myself off, putting on a clean pair of stripe panties, feeling the heat of the night still clinging to the rest of my naked body as she crawled into bed.

Sleep took hold quickly, my body and mind exhausted from the day's activities and fantasies that had unfolded on my screen. The fans in my room still turned on maximum only blowing around hot air.

As snow danced while it fell, the biting south wind pushed it along before it blanketed the ground. I was in one of my strange dreams again I thought while overlooking the island from the balcony my found myself on. I could see several ships at the coastlines as warriors tried to fight those invaders off.

Hundreds of spells being exchanged. As the door to my room opened, a group of females in silvery Crystal armor walked toward me.

'My lady please step away from the balcony it's dangerous' one said as she removed her helmet. Her long white hair similar to snow moved a bit from the strong winds.The only thought that came to mind as I had turned my head in time to watch her, was damn she's beautiful. But the me in this dream world didn't seems to care as my body turned my head back towards the on going battle.

'Why are those barbarians here" I asked. It was one of the things I could never figure out from these fragment dreams.

'Those filthy Nords seek to wipe out or race for the simple fact we will not bend the knee to them.' Stated the female elf that I guessed was the leader of the guards. Those sounds of agreement from the rest of them were heard as I keeps looking out towards the battle hopping near the coastline.

Our forces had been pushed back up the path. A sound of panicking voices could be heard from below. As I looked down from my spot, I saw groups of women and children running into the keep. My father looked up at me from below with the group of soldiers following him out of Our home. He smiled at me, a smile that made me feel as if everything would be okay. He got on top of his white horse and began to make his way towards the battle. The people that were running up to seek shelter, looked in awe as he made his way down with his men.

I had made my way towards the entrance of the keep with my guards. Many if not all of the people there kept their distance away from me. It had always bugged me how they would do that in all of my dreams as if I had some sort of curse or sickness that kept them away. well, I guess this was how the lower class would act around nobility.

The sound of swords clashing grow closer, and then a shout that made me feel as if someone had slammed me in the heart and was on the verge of breaking it. Tears fell as my guards tried to Calm the masses.

'The prince has fallen' Those shouts were all I heard as I was pulled away. one of my guards had picked her up and ran through the keep with the rest of my guards following her lead. Screams of disparity and cries of children could be heard from inside the keep, were soon silents.

There was a small cluster of boats moving away from the island. I had been resting my head on the shoulder of my guard. that tried her best to calm me down. As we made our way to the open sea, we discovered more enemy ships waiting there in wait. My guard had placed a blue gem around my neck. 'My lady you must live. ' Was all she said as she throws me into the ice-cold sea. Slowly energy began to crystallize around me like a tight suit, as I looked up to see many different spells ravaging their boats.

suddenly I woke up in my small apartment, my heart still pounding from the intensity of my dream. I shook my head to dispel the lingering images of bloodstained snow and death as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. The room was dimly lit by the early morning light filtering through the curtains. I noticed that my Bad Dragon dildos were scattered across the floor. I chuckled to myself, remembering how I had playfully tossed them around like candy while deciding which one would be my companion for the today last night.

"Alright, you little monster, time for a bath," she muttered, scooping up the silicone knot toy and carrying it into the bathroom. I glanced at the sign hanging on my bedroom wall that read "Monster Fucker" - a gift Rose my closes friend who knew me very well. Laughter bubbled up in my chest at the thought, embracing my perverted nature.

"maybe one day ill live up to that title," I mused, examining the detailed ridges and bumps of her favorite dragon dildo.

(use your imagination)

After coming out of the shower and placing the toy back on the shelf, I had done my best to make sure it was clean.

as I admired my reflection in the mirror. I was really glad I went with this color of dye for my hair it fit my face perfectly, giving me a sultry look. While I was dressed in a cute outfit that accentuated my curves, making me feel confident and sexy. A mischievous smile played on my lips as I imagined the reaction of my friend when we met up later.

"Today's gonna be fun," I whispered to myself, my voice filled with anticipation.

As I stepped outside, the sun was shining, and the air was crisp. a perfect day for my plans. I had conceived my best friend Rose to finally let me take her out on a date since she had broken up with her ex-boyfriend. Licking my lips, tonight id have her enjoying herself big time if everything went well.

As I walked with a spring in my step, humming a tune under my breath. The world seemed to glow around me as if everything was conspiring to make this day unforgettable.

As I approached the busy street, I decided to check my phone for any messages from Rose. Distracted by the pic she had sent me of the outfit she would be wearing, I didn't notice the traffic light change to red, signaling me not to cross. Caught up in my excitement, I stepped off the curb and onto the road, completely oblivious to the danger.

The truck driver had little time to react. He slammed his foot on the brake pedal, causing the massive vehicle's tires to screech violently against the asphalt. The sound pierced through the air like a shriek, alerting everyone nearby to the impending disaster.

As i looked up just as the truck hurtled towards me, its monstrous grill only inches away from my delicate body. I tried to scream, but there was no time, the impact came too quickly.

The collision was brutal. It sent me flying through the air, my body twisting and contorting in ways that no human should ever experience. My once cute outfit was now dirty.

Around me, the chaos was deafening. Witnesses screamed in horror, their voices mingling with the truck's screeching tires and the sickening thud of my body hitting the ground. The truck driver, his face pale and sweat-soaked, clutched the steering wheel as his vehicle skidded to a halt, narrowly avoiding the guardrail.

"Someone call an ambulance!" a woman cried out as she rushed towards Riley's crumpled form.

"Is she...is she alive?" another bystander stammered, unable to tear his eyes away from the gruesome scene.

These were my final moments and all I could think of was meeting Rose. That anticipation, the excitement of acting out my wicked plan. Then the crippling realization that in an instant, everything had changed. No more streams no. Damn it I Waited too long to make my move on Rose.

"Was it worth it?" I wondered, my consciousness slipping away like sand through my fingers.

As sirens wailed in the distance, approaching the scene of carnage, I world faded to black.