>>1127099
Time to lock in that mating press with a big ol Bite!
Just enough to leave a mark so that everyone will know he's a man of The Sea

Seems like Fennel might enjoy perusing Cecils collection of toys. They're of different sizes/textures, and one could easily enchant them to vibrate (or 'drill')... Like a dick, but they don't leave a mess afterwards!

Casey could also experiment with how many tentacles Fennel can take at once.

I think it's time for Casey to strip off that suit and show fennel her fresh new light form!

Toxoglossa 2026/05/27(Wed)01:03 No. 1127231 ID: d10be1
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As Casey drills her insides, Fennel’s form starts to drip and ooze. The mouse adds more and more tendrils, trying to support the elemental as her body comes apart. Finally, in a series of gasping squeals, the undine loses cohesion; splashing everywhere as she drops through the net of tentacles like a bucket of water overturned.

“Woah! Are you okay?” Casey asks before sticking her head underwater and looking for any sign of the elemental.

Cutting through the sound of water in her ears, Fennel’s voice reaches the mouse. “Ooohhh that was fuuuuun. “

Toxoglossa 2026/05/28(Thu)01:46 No. 1127262 ID: d10be1
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Kol feels the thick cock inside him twitch at the sound of his words. The tip presses up against his inner walls, through which he can feel Caleb’s pulse racing. The selkie looks down at him with an expression of unbearable lust and wordlessly leans down as he pushes the guardian’s legs up.

Just as he promised on the night of their engagement, the sailor is gentle, slow and romantic, but above all he is [i]strong[\i]. His hips drive into Kol like an icebreaker, plowing into the mouse’s ass with a power that could cleave the sea. Clearly holding himself back from the desire to fuck his fiancé senseless, the fae groans and seethes as though under pressure. His cock slips smoothly in and out, like a piston in a massive engine: each thrust calculated to tap gently against Kol’s backside before drawing away.

The big man brings his head close to Kol’s and delicately makes out with him: his tongue dipping and teasing with his partner’s like a skimmer on the waves. The mouse welcomes him back in kind, arching up to extend each kiss a moment longer, and moaning happily with each achingly slow thrust.

Toxoglossa 2026/05/29(Fri)01:46 No. 1127306 ID: d10be1
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Casey pulls her head out of the water and asks “Are you alright? Also woah, what happened to your voice?” The undine’s words come across slightly garbled from the noise of the waves, but her enunciation is much clearer than usual.

“Oh, you’ve never heard me talk underwater? It’s a lot easier for me down here. Flapping air around is always a lot of work and I’m just not built for it.” Fennel’s voice burbles through the surface, slightly muted by the splashing.

“Huh, I don’t think any of us ever realized that. I’m glad we finally have a place to accommodate you.” The binder replies. She reaches up to tug at her shoulder strap and asks, “Do you mind if i come down there and join you? I’ve got a form that doesn’t have to worry about breathing for a while that I’d like to try. It might be a little bright, though.”

Fennel thinks about it before replying, “If I’m underwater I should be okay. I’ll let you know if it’s too much.”

Galvanized, Casey strips off her suit and lets her wings unfold. She stands in the surf for a moment and basks in the pseudo-sunlight before diving in below the waves.

>>1127306
underwater antics? yes please, very yes.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/02(Tue)02:41 No. 1127488 ID: d10be1
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“Mmm” Kol moans as the selkie continues his thrusting.

“Mmmmm” Caleb hums in return.

“Mmmm-hmmm.”

“Mmmhm~”

The big selkie speeds up, his cock driving deep and pulling back with a sudden, precise sharpness. As Kol clenches down on the shaft, it tugs at his walls, bumping against his prostate with each pass. It isn’t long before the mouse is writhing in his partner’s grip and squeaking wordless gasps between breaths.

Warm water rolls off Caleb’s shoulders, pooling on Kol’s chest and finding little channels in his fur. The medium clutches the edge of the rock shelf as he’s pushed and pulled across the soft, mossy surface.

The waterfall pours down over them, forming a shimmering curtain that blocks out everything else in the world. In this tiny, secluded space, there is only Kol and the broad, scarred sailor making love to him with all the tenderness and need in his massive heart.

Caleb holds his partner close, growling in his ear, “Let me know when yer about to cum~”

Toxoglossa 2026/06/03(Wed)02:09 No. 1127554 ID: d10be1
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Casey kicks towards the deeper end of the “bath”, finding that her wings actually come in very handy for swimming. The glowing feathers cut through the water almost as well as air, acting like broad, powerful flippers when flapped up and down.

Only a few feet under the surface, the water turns greenish-blue and hazy. Casey’s body glows faintly the darkness, refracting through Fennel’s body and outlining her edges. The elemental glimmers jewel-like in the phosphorescence, like some strange, smiling jellyfish.

Casey finds herself holding her breath instinctively, having been distracted by Fennel’s dazzling appearance. Likewise, the undine circles the mouse, her eye-spots locked onto her glowing body like a deep sea creature entranced by a specialized lure.

Angelic and prismatic beauty! Now they just need to make out and determine who's the better kisser. For science.

do some graceful moves for each other, show off those bodies

So pretty. Oh, her "gills" are longer underwater!
Can you touch her like this?

Toxoglossa 2026/06/06(Sat)02:43 No. 1127676 ID: d10be1
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Kol nods and, between pants, manages an “uh-huh~”.

Caleb takes his cue and shifts his grip. Leaning forward, he grabs Kol by the hips and speeds up his thrusting. Lungs built for deep sea diving huff and growl like a possessive dragon as he reams the mouse hollow. A saw-toothed grin splits his face, hearing the pitch of his partner’s moans steadily rising as Kol’s tail-hole clenches around his cock.

Unable to move and flattened under Caleb’s broad chest, Kol’s arms wrap around and flail for hand-holds in the scarred muscles. His vision jostles as he rolls his head backwards against the thick moss. His legs, spread and pinned by the selkie’s body, shiver as he’s edged closer.

Kol manages a quick glance down, eyeing the narrow space between their bodies. In the dark, wet space, his cock peeks back at him: aching for release.

“Ah! Hah! Gonna cum!” Is all he can manage.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/08(Mon)23:21 No. 1127824 ID: d10be1
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Casey reaches out for Fennel, their fingers entwining with one another in the glow.

The undine giggles, her voice sounding soft and lyrical while underwater, “It’s so rare that someone can spend more than a few moments down here! This new form is such a treat! And so beautiful~” Fennel’s eyespots trace every detail of her partner’s body, clearly able to see much better in thier natural element.

“I- I neber knewb… youb soung so dibberent!” Casey replies, still dazzled by the iridescent figure. Her own words come out deeper and slightly garbled as she adjusts to speaking underwater.

“Hehe, you're sounding pretty different yourself! It takes some getting used to." Fennel sighs and drifts with the current for a moment. "Nixxy is pretty much the only person who gets to see this side of me. Being on the surface is a challenge, but I’m glad she’s always there to help me. I’m... so lucky to have met her, and all of you guys! Thank you~”

The elemental swims closer and Casey opens matches her movements, allowing herself to be pulled into a kiss. Underwater, Fennel’s form is still pliable, but her “surface tension “ is stronger, acting almost like a whole body “bubble” or latex suit. When their tongues meet, she tastes like… nothing: just trace impurities and water.

>>1127824
Sounds like a good change of pace for some fun later. I think Kol is about to finish up so it's gonna be time to go.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/11(Thu)02:52 No. 1127931 ID: d10be1
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Caleb grunts and lifts his head up, before biting down on Kol’s shoulder. Tightening like a vise, the selkie’s teeth pierce the mouse in a long U shaped row of daggers.

The fey snorts and growls, lost in a haze of bestial needs. He hangs on grimly, hands gripping his fiancé’s thighs and teeth buried in his shoulder; his balls slapping against Kol’s backside as he bounces the mouse on his shaft

“AH!~” Kol squeals, feeling the powerful jaw clamp down. His body goes rigid and his spine bends back in an arch as Caleb claims him with his mating bite. In the narrow space between them, Kol’s balls pull tight to his body and his cock begins to pulse. Cum spurts up against the sailor in a spreading, messy bloom; quickly painting his chest as pale as his back.

Still, Caleb doesn’t stop. Seeking his own release, he keeps pounding the mouse with deep, quick thrusts. Feeling like a ragdoll being shaken, Kol goes limp; his voice warbling a long, wordless moan.

>>1127931
Something tells me Kol's going to get something different from a cute piercing.

>>1127824
Casey's in her world now, she's really gonna be in for a pleasurable treat.

Give in and enjoy it.

Fennel could get something equivalent to a fishtank helmet or magic water bubble she can cover her head with. It might let other hear her true underwater voice. Maybe even suggest it to artsy Fey like Vivian for performances!

Meanwhile, Kol is about to be a cum eclair and/or get pregnant with that level of mating energy after a month of Selkie abstinence. Hopefully that bite isn't too visceral/painful.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/13(Sat)01:26 No. 1128008 ID: d10be1
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Fennel pulls away and giggles, “As much as I’d like to draw things out, I imagine you have stuff you’ve gotta do. Am I right?”

Casey nods and shrugs as if to say, it is what it is.

The undine leans forward, and speaks softly into her ear. “That’s okay, we’ll have plenty of time to fool around later. Just come back and see me sometime soon.”

Casey nods and gives her a thumbs up.

“Though, how about a little taste before you go?”” Fennel says, twitching her fingers.

Casey feels a current surround her, swirling in a tight loop that wraps around her waist. The light pouring off her body reveals the shapes of several tendrils coiling invisibly in the gloom. She watches as one bunches up below her before flowing up inside her pussy in one smooth motion.

Her squeak is muffled by the water as the elemental’s tendril starts pumping in and out; acting so much like her own binding spells. Another loops around her tail before slipping into her back entrance with little effort and stretching her open. A third slips in between her shivering thighs and teases her clit: dragging itself across the sensitive nub and sucking at it like an invisible tongue. More curl into view and squeeze her breasts, flicking at her nipples and caressing her sides. If she were able to breathe, the mouse-turned-angel would be panting, but instead she gasps wordlessly underwater as the elemental’s magic drives her towards a rapid and explosive climax.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/14(Sun)02:30 No. 1128043 ID: d10be1
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Kol’s moans hit a crescendo as he finishes coating both himself and Caleb’s chests in cum. The corners of the selkie’s mouth curl up into a smile as he keeps hanging on by the teeth. Hearing Kol’s climax, Caleb’s pace speeds up; looking for his own finish.

The little rock grotto echoes with the slap of two wet, hot bodies. Having been pent up for the last month, Caleb pounds a thick, hard welcome into his husband-to-be. His scarred back shines under the waterfall as powerful muscles flex and tighten in a prelude to his climax. The taste and smell of the man he loves fill his senses, driving the sailor into a shark-like frenzy of thrusts.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/14(Sun)02:30 No. 1128044 ID: d10be1
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Caleb’s pace falters for just a moment and then again as the inevitable begins. His hips slam against Kol’s ass one last time, hilting himself as his balls tighten themselves against his body. Hot, steaming growls come hissing between the selkie’s teeth, still buried in the mouse’s shoulder.

“Hrrrrgh! Hhhhrg! Hhaaarrrh!”

Kol stares, wide-eyed, at the false sky of the bathroom; his breath hitching as the first pulse of cum hits his insides. With the dam of pent up lust finally broken, Caleb lets loose and fills the mouse until his well-fucked tail-hole is leaking long trails of white. Even then, the flow doesn’t stop: the fey’s backed up balls emptying themselves into the clenching, gasping guardian and marking him deep inside.

>>1128044
Let's see how much he can stuff his fiance without a glamour this time.

New kink unlocked: thalassophillia.

Wonder if they'll visit the oceans depths soon. They'll have to test their Moon-outfits somehow, why not at the bottom of the ocean, where there is no air, high pressure and engulfing darkness full of bioluminescent beauties and eldritch hornies?

Kol meanwhile is being boarded by a navy's worth of salty seamen.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/17(Wed)03:10 No. 1128161 ID: d10be1
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Wrapped in a column of twisting, probing tendrils, Casey tries to hang on for just a moment more. Even in her blissful haze, she can’t help but be impressed by the level of control on display: maintaining dozens of individual shapes, each dedicated to pleasuring the mouse in a different way. A thick tendril drives into her pussy and extends little ridges like waves lapping at her insides. The one sucking at her clit pinches like a pair of fingers and caresses her labia. Her tail-hole is pounded by a blunt, smooth piston; slipping in and out easily and hammering at her back walls in a steady drumbeat.

Casey is halfway through making a mental note to try these shapes out, when Fennel floats up behind her and curls a finger inside to press on her g-spot. The guardian’s whole body locks up and her mind goes blank as she shivers in the elemental’s embrace: riding an overstimulated climax while being fucked from all angles.

Fennel's so talented!

Casey could stand to learn from her, for sure.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/18(Thu)03:00 No. 1128210 ID: d10be1
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Kol feels himself being lifted off of his bed of moss. Caleb’s powerful hands easily manhandle the ragdoll-limp mouse upright under the waterfall. The downpour rouses Kol a bit and he sits up, realizing the selkie is still balls-deep inside him. Another thrust makes him squeak as more cum mixes with the mess leaking from his tail-hole.

“Ah~ you’re not finished yet?” He moans.

"I'll be done in a minute..." Caleb bites his lip and chuckles. “This is the price you pay for letting me get so pent up.” He punctuates things with another thrust of his cock, letting his balls slap against the mouse’s backside as another squeak slips out. More slickness drips out of Kol's well-fucked ass and spatters against the rocks. “Make sure you take care of that regularly once we’re married ~”

“Ah~ I’ll keep that in mind." Kol looks over and focuses on his fur, seeing a perforation trace its way over his shoulder and across his back. There’s no blood and the pale color of old scar tissue peeks through his pelt. "What did you do to my shoulder? Feels kinda sore.”

“Well yeah, of course you do: I bit ya! Gave you a proper mark too. Anyone who sees it will know you’re my husband, and a real man of the sea.”

>>1128210

Do we call this a nuptial bite?
Wear it with pride, Kol!!

>>1128210
Suggest making a mark of your own.

Proceed to nibble on the tip of his snout.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/19(Fri)01:58 No. 1128256 ID: d10be1
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Feeling thoroughly satisfied, Casey lays back and lets herself float to the surface. The glow fades from her skin as she takes a deep breath of fresh air and lets the waves push her gently towards the shore. There’s a splash next to her and Fennel circles her before surfacing and peering down at her.

“Heheh howw waws dat? Did youw wike iwt?”

The mouse nods dreamily and replies, “Mmm-hmm. That was a nice welcome home, Fen. I’m looking forward to joining you for ‘bathtime’ more often.”

The undine beams with pride, her toothless smile stretching across her oblong head. “Yaaay! I foowled awouwnd goowd! Dawnk you! You wewr so beauwtifuwl undwerwawter~” She swims closer and the pair share another kiss, enjoying one last lingering moment before the fun ends.

Eventually a voice speaks up, “Ahem…”

Hmm? Who is it?

welp, back to work

>>1128258
Someone with grey feathers, I guess.

Toxoglossa 2026/06/20(Sat)02:05 No. 1128285 ID: d10be1
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Casey sits up with a splash and looks around for the source of the voice. “Wha- who’s there? What are you doing in our bathroom?”

The intruder stares down at her from many sets of eyes. Their body appears to be composed entirely of wings and seethes with a kind of uncanny, grey radiance that leaves the eyes aching if one looks at it for too long. Wrapped around its central mass is a collection of long, cloth scrolls covered in seals. When they speak, their voice arrives in Casey’s head in clipped, short sentences; their tone sounding as though they were lowering themselves to some distasteful task, like picking up a spider.

”I bring a message.”

The multitude of eyes squint at Casey, assessing her naked body in a panopticon of judgment. Spotting the brand of the Creator on her hips, the creature glares harder, its disapproval shining like a thousand gleaming daggers from every iris.

A message for us?
you can never be sure of these things with fae

>>1128285
Huh, I wonder if Casey could copy that form.

>>1128285
Deliver this message and begone.

I have the strangest feeling that this angel might have knowingly collaborated against her kind.

You should totally try to mimic them, only hotter, when you take the message. Posturing should meet posturing.

>>1128285
counter the angelic posturing with your sexy naked angelic posturing.

Brandish yourself even more brazenly.

If they want to be judgemental on what they see, give them a real eyefull.

So...is knocking not a thing for fae messengers?

(also secret knowledge check: any specific customs for receiving this message?)

Toxoglossa 2026/06/24(Wed)00:30 No. 1128512 ID: d10be1
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Casey tries to ignore the death stare and stands up, wearing her nudity like a coat of armor. “You’re an angel aren’t you? That explains how you got in, I suppose. What’s your name?”

”Reprise” one word, telepathically hissed between invisible teeth.

“Okay, Reprise. Uh! Kol! We have a- an angel here for us?” She shouts out over the water.

Kol’s head peeks out from behind the waterfall and zips back, as him and Caleb have a hushed discussion.

“Ah, okay! Gimme a minute!” He calls back.

Casey nods and tells the visitor, “You caught us at a, uh, bad time.”

The angel has no nose or mouth with which to indicate its expression, nevertheless, it sneers. ”I see that”

After a short shower and scrub, Kol joins them. Casey raises an eyebrow at the sight of the fresh teeth-marks, but refrains from comment. “Alright, let’s hear this message.”

There’s a kind of telepathic static, as though a throat was being cleared before the angel recites, ”Low, and bear witness to the wisdom of the Seers of the Court of the Reflected Sky. For they have foretold: that upon sunrise of the next day, the three mice shall cross the stilled waters and embark upon the great barge of the Court of the Reflected Sky; after which they will sail from this place as the guests of the court for the duration of one year.”

>>1128512
Oh, great. Prophecy. That's all we need.
Any chance this will fix our fey problem or is this inconvenience for the sake of inconvenience?

And why, pray tell, would we choose to be the guests of a Fey court that is no friend of ours for so long a time?

Oh come on, we JUST got home. Tell their prophecy to wait ffs.

Unless we can fit a month of catching up in one sex-filled night. I'm sure if we split up we can have a wedding, give a bi mice greeting to all of the mates, and pack a years worth of belongings to get this arc started, yeah?

Right well, this angel is just a messenger. No sense wasting any breath on them. Tell them the invitation is received and they may go.

Then get in contact with Gabe asap

>>1128512
Alright, let's find the other changelings and send them back.

If Reprise's message is delivered, then they can be told to kindly sod off, unless they want to stick around and enjoy the sex and nudity. Tell em the orgy is about to start.

As for this "prophecy," I think it's safe to say we're not gonna do this. Even if we go and meet the Court's representatives, we're not sailing away with them to be their prisoners for a year. This is EXACTLY the kind of situation that Argus feared for us and trained us to prepare for, and we'll probably have to be ready to use that training to get off that barge through hostile opposition when the meeting goes sour, as it almost certainly will.

Before we do, though... We should probably sit down and talk with Nixxy and Caleb about it. Hell, maybe go meet with Vivian too. Get an impression from our fey friends on just how seriously we should take this prophecy/demand

The nice thing about prophecies is that they have plenty of loopholes to abuse when you use exact wording!

'that upon sunrise of the next day' - sadly, this one is hard to loophole, unless one employs gate travel and time-zones to avoid the sunrise by teleporting across the planet, and that's still a stretch. Or the mice somehow prevent the sunrise from happening (which is probably a very, very bad idea if it even was feasible). Gives a precise time limit too...

'the three mice shall cross the stilled waters' - does not specify WHO the three mice are. They could be literal animal mice. They could be a trio of insectoid shapeshifters who have the appearance of mice. There could be any other mice in the city who can be persuaded to cross the still waters and become fey guests for a year. There's also the requirement of the 'stilled waters' which could be abused if the still water effect is negated somehow.

'and embark upon the great barge of the Court of the Reflected Sky; after which they will sail from this place as the guests of the court for the duration of one year.' - this could be loopholed as getting on their barge and then immediately leaving the barge ('sail away from this place') via escaping with another sailing ship... Whilst still counting as guests of the court for a whole year.

The third thing to consider is that this angel could flat out be lying/misleading us. Are they really a representative of the Court? Is there really a prophecy (the angel just delivers a message, it could be a lie it assumes to be true)? Is the barge that of the Reflected Sky or some other royal court?

So yeah, if we want or need to 'fulfill' this prophecy while also not being a prisoner of the court for a whole goddamn year (during which time the Court would no doubt screw with the mice, interfere with the mice helpless to respond, and cause the pact we made with the demon to expire), I suggest we employ surrogate 'three mice' as proxies. Sifir, for example, can surrogate for Kol in almost every way (being a Guardian, mouse and Medium).

While the angel is still there, ask it what happens if a prophecy does not get fulfilled for any reason, or is plain wrong.