DnD Sex Edition

It’s time for Undead October where I write about undead monster encounters all month long! Shadows are a form of incorporeal undead that can suck the strength from the living. While they resemble mundane shadows, these creatures are known for viciously attacking the living, hiding in the dark, and passing through impossibly small spaces to find their prey. Shadows reproduce by pulling the life essence out of their prey so the creature’s sex drive and kill drive are one and the same. 

The glow of your torch has been growing steadily dimmer as you make your way through the long narrow halls of this forgotten keep. From the corner of your eye, you catch movement every so often, but, when you turn to look, it’s always just your shadow, mocking you. You know there are real threats in the darkness, but the fear is a thrill along your spine. Your heart beats a little faster and your body is confused. Are you nervous or aroused? 

Your fingers rub at the silkstone in your pocket, hoping it will allow you enough time to communicate with a true Shadow. A chill wind slips down the hall, whipping the light of your torch to greater heights before it is snuffed out in a sudden gust. As your eyes adjust to the deeper darkness, you make out the humanoid outline, one with quite appealing curves.

You offer up the silkstone. The creature pauses, apparently concerned about this offering. You begin to offer your pantomime of sexual activities. The prepared movements would have made an effective shadow puppet display to show the Shadow what you are about, but hopefully the intent still comes across. You supplement where you can with the mumbled words you learned from a dark cleric. The Shadow shrinks until it has faded completely from view.

Performance check to see if the PC sleeps with the Shadow (DC 10).

On a success: You cock, which had grown thick against your breeches at the appearance of the Shadow, fades a little with your disappointment. A thin cold breeze wraps around your leg inside your breeches. Your skin prickles with gooseflesh. The Shadow is inside your very clothing! 

The blood rushes back to your cock as it is engulfed in a cold sensation, as if you thrust into a light powdery snow. An undulating rhythmic pulsing begins. You cry out in surprise. Fear and arousal, warmth and cold confuse your body as you find yourself barreling towards an orgasm. The pulsing intensifies as the warmth of your blood and the cold of the Shadow war against one another. Are you in its mouth? Its hands? Its very essence? Your balls grow tight and you nearly double over with the force of your orgasm. 

The chill air moving quickly down your leg is the only indication the Shadow has withdrawn. You sit heavily on the ground, legs weak and cum quickly cooling on the crotch of your breeches, alone in the darkness.

PC takes 1d4 (5e) or 1d6 (Pathfinder) Strength damage.

On a fail: You gather yourself to continue forward, disappointed in the Shadow’s lack of response. You start working on relighting your torch. Light pushes back against the darkness briefly before another cold wind starts up.

Initiate combat with the Shadow acting in a surprise round.