Ask Me Anything - Board Games! (Patreon)

Angelika loved scary movies. She loved every aspect of the genre from the documentary style of the classic Blair Witch Project to more contemporary slasher horror flicks. So when Sherri pitched the idea of Arkham Horror, a game set in the Old God stylings of scary her earfins perked with curiosity. Although the game was much less ‘scary’ than what the shortstack shark girl was anticipating she did have to admit she was having fun. It wasn’t the kind of competing against others game but competing against the game itself. Which she had to admit was kind of fun. Playing a detective exploring the city of Arkham that was currently under siege by colossal creatures and horrifying nightmares of the world. Trying to keep from going mad or dying and stopping the impending return of the old god, Nyarlathotep. 

For it being Angelika’s first time playing this game the sharkgirl knew she was already hooked. Every aspect of the game felt so intriguing and her spine would tingle as Sherri handed her dice that would represent her skill in the adventure. Her fin witched as she watched Sherri conducting the encounters in their private little game. “Uh oh,” Sherri frowned. “Uhm.” Sherri paused and picked up a handful of dice. “We have to roll – “ There was a clatter of dice with Angelika looking excitedly up at Sherri with her hand cupping her dice already ready. “We have to make two successes or we get lost in space and time.” 

Orange skinned palms released the D6 metal dice near the board, Sherri frowned and set Angelika’s character to the side. “Okay.. Maybe I can rescue us..” Her hand quickly shook the dice and released.. Her lips turned to a frown once more. “Welp we’re gonna get lost in space and time.”

“Ooooh what’s that mean?” It sounded bad, something that wasn’t a good thing, naturally she loved it when the heroes met unexpected obstacles so she was ecstatic! 

Sherri’s hands collected both characters and set them onto the corner of the board represented by a swirling aether. “So it means we skip our turns. The board gets to play basically.”

“Oh.” That wasn’t as exciting as Angelika thought, “Well I guess that isn’t so bad.. what can it do?” It was in that moment that Sherri had tried to quickly prevent such an idea from expanding but it was too late, a large slick tendril had begun to peek out from one of the portal looking holes on the side of the board. An elongated tendril slickened with ethereal juices suddenly sped from the portal and entwined itself around the sharkgirl’s wrist. Angelika’s attention snapped to the warm wet sensation that gripped her skin and then saw another following suit, then a third, fourth, Angelika was too stunned to see any more than that. “Sherri?!” Her head flipped up to see the host of the game already wrapped up in tendrils to be able to assist. 

A narrow glare fell in Sherri’s direction from Angelika. Why was she at all surprised that Sherri’s board game would be possessed by some tentacle monster?

The doggirl’s body was fully contorted with her thighs pulled back and her plump blue pussy on display as tendrils filled inside that juicy twat. Angelika felt a twinge of excitement and jealous when suddenly her jeans had been split apart and her own pussy had become the object of affection to the slickdragging tendrils that probed against her femslit. “Mffhh.. Sherri! What.. Do we.. do?” As if answered by the creature from another dimension her lips were suddenly stuffed with tendril, a salty flavor shoved against her palate and her tongue and lips felt a tingle of pleasure as her pussy began to feel the warmth of a slick probing length that while initially gentle… suddenly thrust forwards filling her to the brim with a squishy length. “Ghhhfhfh!” 

This felt impossible. Board games didn’t simply spring to life with erotic fantasy elements that she would conjure in her own imagination in the private moments of her bedroom. Yet here they were, Sherri’s body being stuffed in every hole before Angelika’s very eyes and her cock throbbed excitedly at the scene that would have made for an amazing fap session later that night if it weren’t already happening. Her pulsating cock must have gathered the attention of the creature because the sister of the slick tendril that was dragging against her inner walls had become attracted to the scent of her leaking cocktip. The large appendage swirled around her length like an overeager gecko tongue. It spun around her dick and dragged upwards instantly filling Angelika’s body with pleasure as her buttcheeks clenched and her clawed toes scrunched as a heated moan escaped her lips, drool dribbling down her jaw as her length was stroked. 

A partial glance in Sherri’s direction and Angelika felt almost fuming anger and arousal, Sherri seemed to be enjoying this little encounter! Her pawtoes scrunching and her mouth eagerly sucking down the tendril that wriggled against her throathole. Her damp pussy squirting as the damp tubelength pushed deep into her pussy and Angelika could see the worming mass’ indent in her abdomen. Almost angrily her cock throbbed with excitement just imagining what kind of slutty thoughts must be going through the doggirl’s mind as she was used indiscriminately by the tendrils that looped around her calves holding her ankles behind her head and bending Sherri back allowing the thicker inches of tendrilcock to push inside surely poking against her cervix at the very least but the doggirl held no resistance in fact she was moaning the entire time! 

“You girls and your noise.” It was past midnight and the mommaphant had either been woken up or was already awake when she stepped into the kitchen with a slight huff. While the pair were stuffed to the brim in every hole the only thing Ellie was thinking about was ice cream and from the depths of the ice chest in the fridge she retrieved one.

“Mtthhchoohphurrrhhh!” Angelika moaned while the tendril drilled into her mouth, pushing against the back of her throat with its repeated thrusts until her eyes started to roll in the back of her head. She could have sworn she felt the reverberations of both tendrils as the penetrated her from either side. “Ghnbhhh..” 

A gentle giggle came from Ellie’s lips as her fingertips pried open the wrapper of her retrieved ice cream bar. “Well you girls have fun, and make sure you clean up this mess when you’re done Sherri!” Her ending words holding a threatening note to them. “I just cleaned this floor yesterday..” She punctuated her statement with a crunch of ice cream shell as she disappeared into the dark hallway that lead upstairs.

The mixture of pleasure and disbelief filled Angelika’s remaining faculties when suddenly she was pushed forwards with the tendrils bringing her closer to Sherri. Their noses touched and they were both able to gaze into the eyes of one another and the sight of their bodies locked in blissful ecstasy. Angelika couldn’t help herself, her cock throbbed and her pussy drooled all over the tendrils that filled her twat as the messy length plumbed her depths over and over again. “Nnhghh.. Hmhhh..” Angelika’s eyes were almost locked in a trance as she felt the brimming ecstasy start to overload her senses. 

There was an abrupt twitch through her spine that made Angelika’s body tighten, her jaw clenching as her cock throbbed with intensifying bliss as the tendril stroked along her shaft and pumped into her pussy at the same time. Her tail and fin tightening as a huffing sputter of orgasm escaped her in the same moment as cum shot from her cocktip. The thick syrupy spunk flung upon Sherri’s abdomen as she stared longingly into the doggirl’s gaze. She wanted to keep watching the doggirl especially as Sherri roiled in her own orgasm but it was like Angelika’s consciousness was suddenly stolen from her and she immediately descended into the darkness of slumber.

Angelika blinked her eyes twice as the kitchen light overhead still glare upon her form. “Sherri..?” The sharkgirl groaned and rubbed at her eyes. The only thing that reassured Angelika that the moments prior were not simply an illusion born from her descent into madness was the tingling pleasure that stirred through her entire body as the aftermath of intense orgasms that left her trembling to the core. 

Her eyes saw the game board as it was with the coardboard game pieces that represented her and Sherri’s characters completely upright. A pair of slick fingertips extended in her direction, the metal dice dripping wet and holding a glossy shine underneath the single light that lit the kitchen table. “Hey Angie,” Sherri’s voice whispered hotly. “It’s your turn.”