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<<set $gamebg = "start.jpg">>\ <<set $bgdark =0.5>>\ <h1>Beltane</h1> <h2>An alternative story in the world Motherland: Fort Salem</h2>\ <<text>>Important!! Please fill out because it is important in the game! <<textbox "$playername1" "Max">> <<textbox "$playerlastname" "Johnson">> Select a country <<listbox "$country" autoselect >> <<option "USA" "1">> <<option "Germany" "2">> <<option "Japan" "3">> <<option "Ireland" "4">> <<option "Sweden" "5">> <<option "Lithuania" "6">> <<option "Greece" "7">> <<option "Italy" "8">> <<option "Finland" "9">> <<option "Estonia" "10">> <<option "India" "11">> <<option "Africa" "12">> <<option "Mexico" "13">> <<option "Egypt" "15">> <<option "UK" "16">> <<option "Poland" "17">> <</listbox>><</text>>\ <h2 style="color:red;" >This game is intended for people of legal age to consume pornographic content.</h2> <h2 style="color:red;" >Game has no paywall!</h2> <<button "I am of legal age - Start game">><<goto "disclaimer">><</button>> <h3 style="color:red;" >Please report any bugs on the F95 forum or on patreon. They should be removed within 24 hours and you will be informed about update.</h3> <<text>>My <a href="https://linktr.ee/mypornsix">Patreon</a> <</text>>

<<widget "dbox" container>>\ <<set _name to $args[0]>>\ <div class="dialogue-box db1"> <div class="portrait">\ <img @src="'Beltane/portraits/' + _name + '.jpg'" @data-name="_name" class="portrait-thumb"></div> <div class="dialogue-content">\ <strong><<= _name >>:</strong><br>_contents </div></div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "player" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box player"> <div class="portrait">\ <img src="Beltane/portraits/player1.jpg" data-name="player" class="portrait-thumb"></div> <div class="dialogue-content">\ <strong style="color:#804d00;">You:</strong><br>_contents </div></div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "girl1" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box girl1"> <div class="portrait">\ <img @src="'Beltane/portraits/' + $girl1portret + $girl1expression + '.jpg'" @data-name=" $girl1portret " class="portrait-thumb"></div> <div class="dialogue-content">\ <strong style="color: #ff0000;">$girl1name:</strong><br>_contents </div></div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "girl2" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box girl2"> <div class="portrait">\ <img @src="'Beltane/portraits/' + $girl2portret + $girl2expression + '.jpg'" @data-name=" $girl2portret " class="portrait-thumb"></div> <div class="dialogue-content">\ <strong style="color:#3333cc;">$girl2name:</strong><br>_contents </div></div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "girl3" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box girl3"> <div class="portrait">\ <img @src="'Beltane/portraits/' + $girl3portret + $girl3expression + '.jpg'" @data-name=" $girl3portret " class="portrait-thumb"></div> <div class="dialogue-content">\ <strong style="color:#33cc33;">$girl3name:</strong><br>_contents </div></div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "text" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box text">_contents</div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "text2" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box text2">_contents</div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "think" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box think">_contents</div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "alder" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box alder"> <div class="portrait">\ <img src="Beltane/portraits/Alder1.jpg" data-name="Alder" class="portrait-thumb"></div> <div class="dialogue-content">\ <strong style="color:#ff9900;">General Sarah Alder:</strong><br>_contents </div></div>\ <</widget>>\ <<widget "scylla" container>>\ <div class="dialogue-box scylla"> <div class="portrait">\ <img src="Beltane/portraits/Scylla1.jpg" data-name="Scylla" class="portrait-thumb"></div> <div class="dialogue-content">\ <strong style="color:#00ffcc;">Scylla Ramshorn:</strong><br>_contents </div></div>\ <</widget>>\

<<set $help to 0>> <<set $story to 1>> <<set $dialogue to 1>> <<set $files to 1>> <<set $showlist to 0>> <<set $girl1portret to "Abigail">><<set $girl2portret to "Raelle">><<set $girl3portret to "Tally">> <<set $girl1energy to 70>><<set $girl1love to 0>> <<set $girl2energy to 70>><<set $girl2love to 0>> <<set $girl3energy to 70>><<set $girl3love to 0>> <<set $playerenergy to 90>><<set $playerv to 1>> <<set $tallyenergy to 70>><<set $tallylove to 0>><<set $tallyv to 1>> <<set $raelleenergy to 70>><<set $raellelove to 0>><<set $raellev to 1>> <<set $abigailenergy to 70>><<set $abigaillove to 0>><<set $abigailv to 0>> <<set $adlerlove to 0>> <<set $scyllalove to 0>> <<set $anacostialove to 0>> <<set $dialoguealdersex to 1>> <<set $fight to 0>> <<set $pass to 0>>

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<<silent>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">> <<set $abigailenergy to $girl1energy>><<set $abigaillove to $girl1love>> <<set $raelleenergy to $girl2energy>><<set $raellelove to $girl2love>> <<set $tallyenergy to $girl3energy>><<set $tallylove to $girl3love>> <<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">> <<set $abigailenergy to $girl2energy>><<set $abigaillove to $girl2love>> <<set $raelleenergy to $girl1energy>><<set $raellelove to $girl1love>> <<set $tallyenergy to $girl3energy>><<set $tallylove to $girl3love>> <<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">> <<set $abigailenergy to $girl2energy>><<set $abigaillove to $girl2love>> <<set $raelleenergy to $girl3energy>><<set $raellelove to $girl3love>> <<set $tallyenergy to $girl1energy>><<set $tallylove to $girl1love>><</if>> <</silent>>\

<<silently>><<set _passage to passage()>> <<endsilently>>\ Crated by: <a style="color:white;" href="https://linktr.ee/mypornsix">mypornsix</a> <b>v1.0</b> <<if $info >=1>><span class="smallButton80"><<button "Personal files">><<if $showlist ==0>><<goto "info">><<else>><<set $showlist to 0>><<goto $back>><</if>> <</button>></span><</if>> <<if $showlist ==1>><span class="smallButton80"><<button "$playername1 $playerlastname">><<set $files to 1>><<goto "info">><</button>> <<button "Alder">><<set $files to 2>><<goto "info">><</button>> <<button "Bellweather">><<set $files to 3>><<goto "info">><</button>> <<button "Craven">><<set $files to 4>><<goto "info">><</button>> <<button "Collar">><<set $files to 5>><<goto "info">><</button>> <<button "Quartermain">><<set $files to 6>><<goto "info">><</button>> <<button "Ramshorn">><<set $files to 7>><<goto "info">><</button>></span><</if>>\ <span class="debug"><<button "Variables">><<run Dialog.setup("variables")>><<run Dialog.wiki(Story.get("variables").processText())>><<run Dialog.open()>><</button>> <<print passage()>> <<if $country ==1>>USA-Montana<<elseif $country ==2>>Germany<<elseif $country ==3>>Japan<<elseif $country ==4>>Ireland<<elseif $country ==5>>Sweden<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuania<<elseif $country ==7>>Greece<<elseif $country ==8>>Italy<<elseif $country ==9>>Finland<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonia<<elseif $country ==11>>India<<elseif $country ==12>>Africa<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexico<<elseif $country ==14>>Greece<<elseif $country ==15>>Egypt<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Poland<</if>> dialogue $dialogue fight $fight</span>

<h3>Personal files</h3><<set $showlist to 1>> <<text>><<if $files== 1>><div class="two-columns"><div>\ <h4>$playername1 $playerlastname</h4>\ You are an 18 year oldcadet from <<if $country ==1>>remote part of the country<<elseif $country ==2>>Germany<<elseif $country ==3>>Japan<<elseif $country ==4>>Ireland<<elseif $country ==5>>Sweden<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuania<<elseif $country ==7>>Greece<<elseif $country ==8>>Italy<<elseif $country ==9>>Finland<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonia<<elseif $country ==11>>India<<elseif $country ==12>>Africa<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexico<<elseif $country ==14>>Greece<<elseif $country ==15>>Egypt<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Poland<</if>>. <<if $playerv==1>> Still a virgin.<</if>><<set $playerenergy2 to $playerenergy-100>> Energy $playerenergy/100 <<print '<progress class="Energy" max=100 value = ' + $playerenergy + '></progress>'>> <<if $playerenergy >=101>>Excess energy $playerenergy2 <<print '<progress class="Love" max=100 value = ' + $playerenergy2 + '></progress>'>><</if>> </div><div></div> <<elseif $files== 2>><div class="two-columns"><div>\ <h4>Sarah Alder</h4>\ She is the highest-ranking officer in the United States (witch) military and the longest standing leader the witches have ever known. Love $adlerlove/100 <<print '<progress class="Love" max=100 value = ' + $adlerlove + '></progress>'>></div><div> <img src="Beltane/portraits/Alder.jpg" width="100%"></div> <<elseif $files== 3>><div class="two-columns"><div>\ <h4>Abigail Bellweather</h4>\ Brash, unquestionably alpha, driven, courageous, deeply attractive, and a bit of a man-eater Abigail is a witch and the daughter of the formidable, decorated General Petra Bellweather. Energy $abigailenergy/100 <<print '<progress class="Energy" max=100 value = ' + $abigailenergy + '></progress>'>> Love $abigaillove/100 <<print '<progress class="Love" max=100 value = ' + $abigaillove + '></progress>'>></div><div><img src="Beltane/portraits/Abigail.jpg" width="100%"></div> <<elseif $files== 4>><div class="two-columns"><div>\ <h4>Tally Craven</h4>\ She is a kind, strong-willed, and curious witch who enlisted despite her mother’s passionate disapproval, believing it to be her duty and that it's important to make a difference in the world, given the challenges her people face.She has never been around men before and she gets very excited about the prospect of a potential romance. <<if $tallyv==1>>Virgin.<</if>> Energy $tallyenergy/100 <<print '<progress class="Energy" max=100 value = ' + $tallyenergy + '></progress>'>> Love $tallylove/100 <<print '<progress class="Love" max=100 value = ' + $tallylove + '></progress>'>></div><div><img src="Beltane/portraits/Tally.jpg" width="100%"></div> <<elseif $files== 5>><div class="two-columns"><div>\ <h4>Raelle Collar</h4>\ She is a reluctant recruit with major authority issues who learns and grows with her unit in basic training at Fort Salem. Raelle's family lives in Chippewa Cession, located near Carolina. In a relationship with Scylla Ramshorn. <<if $raellev==1>> Virgin.<</if>> Energy $raelleenergy/100 <<print '<progress class="Energy" max=100 value = ' + $raelleenergy + '></progress>'>> Love $raellelove/100 <<print '<progress class="Love" max=100 value = ' + $raellelove + '></progress>'>></div><div><img src="Beltane/portraits/Raelle.jpg" width="100%"></div> <<elseif $files==6>><div class="two-columns"><div>\ <h4>Anacostia Quartermain</h4>\ She was a tough, wry, and at times, a humorous sergeant whose chief concern was keeping the young recruits alive through basic training. She recently receives a promotion to the rank of captain, heading Fort Salem's intelligence division.When the call came on Conscription Day, Scylla said the words and joined the military in an attempt to beat the army at their own game. </div><div><img src="Beltane/portraits/Anacostia.jpg" width="100%"></div> <<elseif $files== 7>><div class="two-columns"><div>\ <h4>Scylla Ramshorn</h4>\ She is a playful yet dark and mischievous recruit. Scylla's parents were draft dodgers. They moved from place to place often with other dodger families. In a relationship with Raelle Collar. </div><div><img src="Beltane/portraits/Scylla.jpg" width="100%"></div> <</if>><</text>> <<button "Back">><<set $showlist to 0>><<goto $back>><</button>>

dialogue $dialogue country $country <<link "+">><<set $country ++>><<goto $back>><</link>><<link "-">><<set $country -->><<goto $back>><</link>> <<link "1">><<set $country to 1>><<goto $back>><</link>> <<link "17">><<set $country to 17>><<goto $back>><</link>> dark $bgdark <<button "test">><<goto test>><</button>> 1 $girl1name 2 $girl2name 3 $girl3name <<link "Abigail">><<set $girl1portret to "Abigail">><<set $girl1name to "Abigail Bellweather">><<set $girl2portret to "Raelle">><<set $girl2name to "Raelle Collar">><<set $girl3portret to "Tally">><<set $girl3name to "Tally Craven">><<goto $back>><</link>> <<link "Raelle">><<set $girl1portret to "Raelle">><<set $girl1name to "Raelle Collar">><<set $girl2portret to "Abigail">><<set $girl2name to "Abigail Bellweather">><<set $girl3portret to "Tally">><<set $girl3name to "Tally Craven">><<goto $back>><</link>> <<link "Tally">><<set $girl1portret to "Tally">><<set $girl1name to "Tally Craven">><<set $girl2portret to "Abigail">><<set $girl2name to "Abigail Bellweather">><<set $girl3portret to "Raelle">><<set $girl3name to "Raelle Collar">><<goto $back>><</link>> <<link "energy +10">><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<goto "info">><</link>> <<link "energy -10">><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<goto "info">><</link>> fight $fight

<<text>><h3>Motherland: Fort Salem</h3> Set in an alternate America where <b style="color:red;">witches</b> ended their persecution nearly 300 years ago by cutting a deal with the U.S. government to fight for their country. In exchange for their survival, they became the backbone of global military power. From that moment on, geopolitics stopped revolving around gunpowder and steel, and began to orbit something far older, stranger, and more intimate: the human voice. In this world, the traditional <b style="color:red;">roles of gender and power are flipped</b>, with the more dominant women on the front lines fighting looming terrorist threats that are familiar to our world but with supernatural tactics and weapons.<</text>><span id="b1"><<button "Next">><<run toggle('t1', 'b1')>><</button>></span><span id="t1" class="hidden">\ <<text>>In this world, witches are not fairy tale figures but a formalized, state controlled force. Their <b style="color:red;">magic</b> called work is performed through precise vocalizations, breath patterns, and harmonics. A battlefield is less a clash of metal and more a storm of sound: whispers that rupture lungs, chants that bend weather, tones that can shatter bone or still a beating heart. Language itself becomes weaponized, and dialects evolve like classified technologies.<</text>><span id="b2"><<button "Next">><<run toggle('t2', 'b2')>><</button>></span><span id="t2" class="hidden">\ <<text>>Society is shaped by this reality. Conscription is mandatory for witches, particularly women, who are both revered and feared. They are at once protectors and instruments of state control, symbols of national pride and reminders of personal sacrifice. Civilian life continues, but always in the shadow of this vocal warfare: a world where a conversation might hold more destructive potential than a bomb.<</text>><span id="b3"><<button "Next">><<run toggle('t3', 'b3')>><</button>></span><span id="t3" class="hidden">\ <<text>>Culture reflects this tension. Ritual and discipline intertwine. Military bases feel like monasteries, training blending spiritual focus with lethal precision. Lineage matters family lines carry unique vocal abilities, passed down like heirlooms. Some voices can summon storms; others can heal or infiltrate minds. Power is hereditary, but never entirely predictable.<</text>><span id="b4"><<button "Next">><<run toggle('t4', 'b4')>><</button>></span><span id="t4" class="hidden">\ <<text>><h3>Beltane - A Night Where the World Breathes Differently.</h3> Among all traditions, none captures the spirit of this world quite like Beltane. Beltane is not merely a celebration or <b style="color:red;">orgy</b>, it is a controlled explosion of life. Once a year, the rigid structure of military life loosens its grip. Discipline softens. Uniforms give way to <b style="color:red;">bare skin</b>, paint, flowers, and firelight. The air grows thick with anticipation, charged not with danger, but with <b style="color:red;">desire</b>. It is a sanctioned release valve for a society built on restraint. Historically rooted in fertility rites, Beltane here becomes something deeper: a merging of biology, magic, and culture. Witches are encouraged, expected, even to form connections, to <b style="color:red;">create life</b>, to ensure the continuation of powerful bloodlines. But it doesn’t feel clinical. It feels primal. There is beauty in it, but also something unsettling. Beltane reveals what lies beneath the discipline: the raw, unfiltered humanity of witches who spend their lives as weapons. Desire, vulnerability, longing they surface all at once, overwhelming and intoxicating.<</text>>\ <<button "start game">><<goto "welcome">><</button>></span>

<<if $dialogue == 1>><<set $back to "welcome">><<set $info to 1>><<set $bgdark =0.0>>\ <img src="Beltane/story/story1.jpg" width="100%"><<text>>You are an 18 year old cadet. You are traveling from <<if $country ==1>>Montana<<elseif $country ==2>>Germany<<elseif $country ==3>>Japan<<elseif $country ==4>>Ireland<<elseif $country ==5>>Sweden<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuania<<elseif $country ==7>>Greece<<elseif $country ==8>>Italy<<elseif $country ==9>>Finland<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonia<<elseif $country ==11>>India<<elseif $country ==12>>Africa<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexico<<elseif $country ==14>>Greece<<elseif $country ==15>>Egypt<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Poland<</if>> on a special invitation from <<link "General Alder" info>><<set $files to 2>><</link>>, a more than 300 year old witch who appears to be in her 40s. You have copies of her files with you, as well as those of selected, more prominent cadets. You are flying in 14 days before Beltane, a world famous celebration of debauchery and the recharging of magical power. You are a special guest because you possess a unique, unheard of talent: you can cast spells without making a sound. Since abilities are passed down genetically, you know that you will finally meet some women. Your task is to pass on this skill to the next generations. You were raised in a special monastery for male witches and have only ever seen women from afar. On top of that, you know that in Fort Salem you will be the only man for 12 days before other cadets arrive. A helicopter picked you up from the airport, and that's where you are sitting now. You've heard they call it a “bat” here. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 2>><<set $gamebg = "fort2.jpg">><<set $bgdark =0.3>>\ <img src="Beltane/story/story1.jpg" width="100%"><<text>>The wind swirls violently from the helicopter's rotors. The machine lands smoothly on landing pad of Fort Salem, a vast complex, surrounded by forest and old, brick buildings in a military style. The air smells of pine and damp earth. You step out. You are wearing your <<if $country ==1>>American<<elseif $country ==2>>German<<elseif $country ==3>>Japanese<<elseif $country ==4>>Irish<<elseif $country ==5>>Swedish<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuanian<<elseif $country ==7>>Greece<<elseif $country ==8>>Italian<<elseif $country ==9>>Finnish<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonian<<elseif $country ==11>>Indian<<elseif $country ==12>>African<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexican<<elseif $country ==14>>Greek<<elseif $country ==15>>Egyptian<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Poland<</if>> cadet uniform (a gray jacket with <<if $country ==1>>red and blue<<elseif $country ==2>>black, red and yellow<<elseif $country ==3>>white and red<<elseif $country ==4>>green, white and orange<<elseif $country ==5>>blue and yellow<<elseif $country ==6>>yellow, green and red<<elseif $country ==7>>blue and white<<elseif $country ==8>>green, white and red<<elseif $country ==9>>blue and white<<elseif $country ==10>>blue, black and white<<elseif $country ==11>>saffron, white and green<<elseif $country ==12>>red, white and black<<elseif $country ==13>>green, white and red<<elseif $country ==14>>blue and white<<elseif $country ==15>>red, white and black<<elseif $country ==16>>white, red and blue<<elseif $country ==17>>white and red<</if>> accents, black trousers, boots - slightly different from the <<if $country !=1>>American ones<<else>>local ones<</if>>, but clearly military). You are tall, athletic, with a distinctive, confident stride. Your reputation precedes you - even the guards look at you with curiosity. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 3>><<set $bgdark =0.5>>\ <img src="Beltane/story/story2.jpg" width="100%"><<text>>At the end of the landing pad stands <<link "General Sarah Alder" info>><<set $files to 2>><</link>> herself. She stands upright, hands behind her back. Her long, thick braid of dark hair falls down her back, and her general's uniform fits perfectly on her tall, mature figure, the dark fabric emphasizing her bust and waist, with red rank stripes gleaming. Her eyes are focused, but at the corners of her lips there is a faint, approving smile. Comes from behind and stands beside her is <<link "Sergeant Anacostia Quartermain" info>><<set $files to 6>><</link>>. Tall, Black, in a uniform with red accents, her expression hard as steel. The rest of the male cadets will arrive for Beltane in two weeks. You are absolutely the first one here, and everyone knows it. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 4>>\ <img src="Beltane/story/story3.jpg"><<text>>Alder takes a step forward, her voice low and commanding with that subtle European accent as she looks you straight in the eyes..<</text>>\ <<alder>>Cadet $playername1 $playerlastname. Welcome to Fort Salem. I personally requested your transfer here. Soundless magic... it's something we've never seen before. The Army needs you now more than ever.<</alder>>\ <<text>>Alder extends her hand for a handshake. Her palm is warm and steady, her grip firm and confident. For a brief second, you feel a faint tingling of magic ripple through you - like she's quietly scanning you.<</text>><<player>>Thanks for the welcome. I'm really glad to be here and that I got the invitation to Beltane. We don't celebrate anything like that back home. <<if $country !=1 and $country !=4 and $country !=4 and $country !=16 >>A long time ago there used to be this old festival called <<if $country ==1>>Beltane<<elseif $country ==2>>Walpurgis Night<<elseif $country ==3>>Utagaki<<elseif $country ==4>>Beltane<<elseif $country ==5>>Midsummer<<elseif $country ==6>>Rasos<<elseif $country ==7>>Thesmophoria<<elseif $country ==8>>Lupercalia<<elseif $country ==9>>Jaanipäev<<elseif $country ==10>>Jaanipäev<<elseif $country ==11>>Madana-Trayodashi<<elseif $country ==12>>Osun-Osogbo<<elseif $country ==13>>Tlacaxipehualiztli<<elseif $country ==14>>Thesmophoria<<elseif $country ==15>>Opet<<elseif $country ==16>>Beltane<<elseif $country ==17>>Kupala Night<</if>>, but it's ancient, pretty much forgotten, and nobody practices it anymore.<</if>> <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</player>> <<elseif $dialogue == 5>><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story1.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Alder gestures with her head.<</text>><<alder>>Come on. I'll walk you to the guest quarters.<</alder>>\ <<text>>She starts moving with Sergeant Quartermain between you and her, her voice still carrying that low, authoritative tone.<</text>><<alder>>The rest of the cadets don't know you're already here, but tomorrow morning on the training field, they'll see exactly who showed up first.<</alder>>\ <<text>>A small, predatory smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.<</text>><<alder>>And in two weeks, Beltane. You'll get the chance to show what you can really do, not just in a fight.<</alder>>\ <<text>>Anacostia nods with quiet respect but doesn't say a word. You're are leaving the landing pad as the helicopter behind you slowly powers down, its rotors whining softer and softer. The sun is setting, painting the sky in deep oranges and reds. You can feel Alder's eyes on you, curiosity, approval, and something else you can't quite put your finger on yet. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 6>><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story1.webm" type="video/webm"></video><<alder>>Beltane isn't just a holiday,<</alder>><<text>>She says in a low, melodic voice as she walks beside you toward the main academy building. Her long braid sways with every step, and her general's uniform perfectly accents her tall, mature figure<</text>><<alder>>It's power. The raw energy of bodies that makes us fight harder the next day. We don't have forgotten traditions here - we celebrate them openly. You'll get to see just how much.<</alder>><<text>>You both walk down the cobblestone path lit by lanterns. The air carries the scent of fresh grass and distant bonfire smoke. A few female cadets in gray uniforms, wearing tight tank tops that hug their breasts and black pants that accentuate their hips, glance at you both with curiosity from a distance, but none approach.<</text>><<alder>><<if $country ==1>>Montana<<elseif $country ==2>>Germany<<elseif $country ==3>>Japan<<elseif $country ==4>>Ireland<<elseif $country ==5>>Sweden<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuania<<elseif $country ==7>>Greece<<elseif $country ==8>>Italy<<elseif $country ==9>>Finland<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonia<<elseif $country ==11>>India<<elseif $country ==12>>Africa<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexico<<elseif $country ==14>>Greece<<elseif $country ==15>>Egypt<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Poland<</if>>. Interesting, We could use some fresh blood. Your talent is already causing quite a stir among the senior officers. Soundless magic in battle is an advantage the Spree won't see coming. A unique gift that I hope we'll be able to weave into the Army's gene pool. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 7>>\ <<text>>You reach the guest quarters, an elegant, dark-stone building. Anacostia opens the door and remains outside. Alder leads you in. The quarters are spacious: a large bed, a desk, a window with a view of the training field, and a private bathroom. On the chair lies a freshly prepared cadet uniform in your size, a gray jacket with red accents and black pants. Alder stops in the doorway, leaning her shoulder against the frame. She looks at you from nearly your own height, her eyes filled with a mix of authority, curiosity, and maybe even a hint of hunger.<</text>><<alder>>Make yourself at home, $playername1. Dinner's in an hour in the mess hall. Tomorrow morning I'll introduce you to the cadets, and maybe we'll test your soundless magic ourselves.<</alder>><<text>>Her smile turns a little more sensual.<</text>><<alder>>Beltane is coming up fast. Good thing you arrived first. You'll have time to settle in.<</alder>><<text>>She turns slowly, but before stepping out, she glances back over her shoulder.<</text>><<alder>>If you need anything, anything at all, you know where to find me. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 8>><<set $bgdark =0.6>><img src="Beltane/story/story4.jpg">\ <<text>>The door closes quietly behind her. You're alone in the quarters. You change into the Fort Salem uniform. The gray jacket fits snugly across your shoulders, the fabric is stiff but comfortable, and the red accents give it a sharp, official look. You open the window wide. The evening air pours in, cool and fresh, carrying the scent of sweat, grass, and lingering magic from training. You lean forward heavily on the windowsill, your muscular forearms resting on the cool stone. From the second floor, you have a perfect view of the training field below. A group of female cadets is returning from their evening obstacle run and windstrike drills. They're sweaty and flushed, their uniforms clinging to their bodies. The tank tops are dark with sweat, stretched tight across their breasts, while the black pants hug their hips and asses with every step. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 9>><img src="Beltane/story/story5.jpg">\ <<text>>Your eyes are drawn to a standout trio of cadets among the group. A tall, curvy and busty Black girl with half-pigtails - Abigail Bellweather. A slim rebellious blonde with short hair - Raelle Collar. And a tall, graceful, with long, fiery auburn hair -Tally Craven. Your attention catches?<</text>>\ <<button "Abigail">><<set $girl1portret to "Abigail">><<set $girl1expression to "1">><<set $girl1name to "Abigail Bellweather">><<set $girl2portret to "Raelle">><<set $girl2expression to "1">><<set $girl2name to "Raelle Collar">><<set $girl3portret to "Tally">><<set $girl3expression to "1">><<set $girl3name to "Tally Craven">><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $dialogue ++>><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<goto "welcome">><</button>><<button "Raelle">><<set $girl1portret to "Raelle">><<set $girl1expression to "1">><<set $girl1name to "Raelle Collar">><<set $girl2portret to "Abigail">><<set $girl2expression to "1">><<set $girl2name to "Abigail Bellweather">><<set $girl3portret to "Tally">><<set $girl3expression to "1">><<set $girl3name to "Tally Craven">><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $dialogue ++>><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<goto "welcome">><</button>><<button "Tally">><<set $girl1portret to "Tally">><<set $girl1expression to "1">><<set $girl1name to "Tally Craven">><<set $girl2portret to "Abigail">><<set $girl2expression to "1">><<set $girl2name to "Abigail Bellweather">><<set $girl3portret to "Raelle">><<set $girl3expression to "1">><<set $girl3name to "Raelle Collar">><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $dialogue ++>><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<goto "welcome">><</button>> <<elseif $dialogue == 10>><img src="Beltane/story/story5.jpg">\ <span class="love">$girl1portret Love+10</span> <span class="energy">Your energy +10</span>\ <<text>>$girl1portret laughs at something $girl2portret said - a light, genuine laugh. Her tank top is soaked through, the fabric clinging to her skin and clearly outlining the shape of her breasts and the lines of her stomach. The black pants hug her long legs perfectly. She looks fresh and enthusiastic, but there's a natural, sensual grace in every movement she makes. You feel your gaze lingering on her longer than on the others. Suddenly $girl1portret lifts her head, as if she could feel your stare. Her eyes meet yours for a brief moment. The flush on her cheeks deepens - whether from the training or something more, you can't tell. <b style="color:#33cc33;">-You feel a strange surge of energy-</b> She pauses for a second, whispers something to $girl2portret, who glances up toward your window and raises an eyebrow with clear interest. $girl3portret just rolls her eyes and keeps pulling them forward, but $girl1portret looks back over her shoulder one more time before they disappear into the cadet quarters building. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 11>>\ <<text>>You hear a knock at your door. You open it and find a young cadet standing there, short, dark-haired, flushed, with a slight smile on her face.<</text>><<scylla>>Cadet $playerlastname? I'm Cadet <<link "Scylla Ramshorn" info>><<set $files to 7>><</link>>. General Alder sent me to ask if you'd like to come down to the mess for dinner, or if you prefer, I can bring a tray up here for you.<</scylla>><<text>>She glances at the open window and smiles knowingly.<</text>><<scylla>>I saw you watching the training field. Something caught your eye, huh?<</scylla>><<player>>Yeah, that <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>curvy and confident<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>slim blonde<<else>>tall redhead<</if>> cadet. She was with two others, <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>one slim blonde with short hair the other a tall redhead.<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>one tall and athletic with curvy figure, the other a tall redhead.<<else>>one tall and athletic with curvy figure, the other a slim blonde with short hair.<</if>><</player>>\ <<scylla>>Oh, that's definitely $girl1portret<<if $girl1portret == "Raelle">>, I know her well<</if>>. From the Bellweather Unit.<</scylla>><<text>>She continues with a little grin,<</text>><<scylla>>The tall one with the auburn hair that always stands out, that's Tally Craven. The curvy, confident one is Abigail Bellweather, the General Bellweather's daughter and the unit's alpha. The blonde is Raelle Collar, their healer, and a bit of a rebel. They're halfway through their training, Citydrop is coming up soon.<</scylla>><<text>>You notice the twinkle in her eye when she talks about Raelle. She looks at you with a mischievous smile.<</text>><<scylla>>You saw them from the window? You catch on quick to who's, interesting around here. On Beltane you'll get a chance to know them better. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</scylla>> <<elseif $dialogue == 12>><img src="Beltane/story/story6.jpg">\ <<text>>You arrive at the mess hall - a large, brightly lit room filled with long wooden tables and the rich aroma of roasted meat, fresh bread, and herbs. It's busy but not overcrowded, mostly officers and senior cadets. There's a clear undercurrent of sexual tension in the air before Beltane: louder laughs than usual, lingering glances, and bodies sitting closer together. You pause in the doorway and scan the room. At one table sits General Alder, her long braid resting over one shoulder, her uniform unbuttoned just enough at the neck to reveal her collarbone. She's talking with Anacostia and two other female officers. A few tables away, you spot the Bellweather Unit settling in after their training. Tally's hair is still damp, and she's changed into a fresh tank top, but her cheeks are still flushed. Abigail is saying something to her, gesturing energetically, while Raelle sits with her feet up on the chair, eating lazily. Several heads turn in your direction - a new face, a young man, and your reputation has clearly arrived ahead of you. Alder looks up, meets your eyes, and gives a small nod. She gestures with her hand, inviting you to join her table.<</text>><<scylla>>Where would you like to sit, Cadet $playerlastname? I can introduce you, or leave you to hunt on your own. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</scylla>> <<elseif $dialogue == 13>><<set $gamebg = "mess.jpg">><<set $bgdark =0.0>><img src="Beltane/story/story7.jpg">\ <<text>>You load up a solid plate: roasted herb chicken, potatoes, fresh bread, and a side of herb salad. You walk straight over to General Alder's table and sit down directly across from her. A few of the other female officers glance over, but no one objects. Alder's personal invitation clearly carries weight. Alder raises an eyebrow, but her eyes show clear approval and something warmer. She sits straight and composed, her plate already empty with no sign she had eaten, a glass of red wine in her hand. Her long braid rests over one shoulder, and her uniform is unbuttoned at the neck, revealing a glimpse of smooth skin and her collarbone. She looks both commanding and enticing.<</text>><<alder>>Bold choice of seat.<</alder>><<text>>She says quietly, with a slight smile.<</text>><<alder>>Most new cadets prefer to keep their distance. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 14>><img src="Beltane/story/story7.jpg">\ <<text>>You start eating. The food is surprisingly good. After a few bites, you ask her directly: <</text>><<player>>General, who's that escort that always follows you around? I noticed there's always a group of women with you, and they don't look like regular guards.<</player>><<text>>Alder sets her wine glass down. Her eyes sparkle with a mix of amusement and caution. She leans forward slightly, and the neckline of her uniform shifts just a little.<</text>><<alder>>Sharp eye, $playername1. They're not regular security. They're my Biddies. Witches who have given me part of their power and life to protect me and extend my own. They're like an extension of myself. Always close, always ready. They give me their years, and that's the price for me living over three hundred years. Without them, I wouldn't be here to invite you. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 15>><img src="Beltane/story/story8.jpg">\ <<text>>One of the officers at the table clears her throat, but Alder waves her hand dismissively.<</text>><<alder>>Don't worry about it. Your gift is far more interesting. Soundless magic… I can only imagine what you could do during Beltane, when the energy is running high and peaking.<</alder>><<text>> Her gaze lingers on you a little longer.<</text>><<alder>>Or on the battlefield. Would you like more wine?<</alder>><<text>>Right then, you feel eyes on your table. Across the hall, $girl1name is glancing your way. <b style="color:#33cc33;">-You feel a strange surge of energy-</b> $girl2name leans in and says something to her with a smile, while $girl3name just shakes her head. <</text>><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span> <<button "Look longer">><<set $playerenergy +=20>><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $dialogue to 16>><<goto welcome>><</button>><<button "Focus on general">><<set $dialogue to 17>><<goto welcome>><</button>> <<elseif $dialogue == 16>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><img src="Beltane/story/story9a.jpg"><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><img src="Beltane/story/story9r.jpg"><<else>><img src="Beltane/story/story9t.jpg"><</if>>\ <span class="love">$girl1portret Love+10</span><span class="energy">Your energy +20</span>\ <<text>>You glance over at the Bellweather Unit's table. $girl1portret lifts her gaze at the same moment - your eyes meet.<b style="color:#33cc33;">-You feel a strange surge of energy-</b> She freezes with the fork halfway to her mouth. You see the blush on her cheeks deepen. You bite your lower lip - a shy but unmistakable gesture full of tension. $girl1portret's lips part slightly, <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>then she smiles at you, challenging you to see who can look away first.<<else>>then she quickly looks away, though the corner of her mouth lifts in a small, uncertain, curious smile.<</if>> $girl2portret notices everything and elbows her with a mischievous grin. $girl3portret just rolls her eyes and mutters something about “fresh blood.” You turn your attention back to the General and ask,<</text>><<player>>I understand the power transfer, but life?<</player>><<text>>Alder takes in the whole exchange. Her eyes narrow slightly with amusement, but her voice grows more serious as she leans in and lowers it so only you can hear clearly.<</text>><<alder>>Yes, $playername1. The old witches, my Biddies. It's not just a transfer of power. It's a transfer of life. They give me the years they have left in exchange for purpose and protection. They've been with me for centuries, literally. Some of them barely look human anymore, skin like parchment, but the power inside them is enormous. They are my shield and my curse at the same time. Without them, I would have been dead a long time ago. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $adlerlove +=40>><<set $playerenergy -=40>><<set $dialogue to 18>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 17>><img src="Beltane/story/story7.jpg">\ <<set $adlerlove +=40>><span class="love">Alder Love+40</span>\ <<text>>You turn your attention back to the General and ask,<</text>><<player>>I understand the power transfer, but life?<</player>><<text>>Alder takes in the whole exchange. Her eyes narrow slightly with amusement, but her voice grows more serious as she leans in and lowers it so only you can hear clearly.<</text>><<alder>>Yes, $playername1. The old witches, my Biddies. It's not just a transfer of power. It's a transfer of life. They give me the years they have left in exchange for purpose and protection. They've been with me for centuries, literally. Some of them barely look human anymore, skin like parchment, but the power inside them is enormous. They are my shield and my curse at the same time. Without them, I would have been dead a long time ago. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $adlerlove +=40>><<set $playerenergy -=40>><<set $dialogue to 18>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 18>><img src="Beltane/story/story7.jpg">\\ <<player>>General, now I'm starting to understand what Beltane is really about.<</player>><<text>>You glance toward $girl1portret again.<</text>><<player>>From just her looks, I can already feel an overload of power. May I have your hand for a moment?<</player>><<text>>The mess hall grows noticeably quieter as the words leave your mouth. Alder raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your directness, but a spark of curiosity, and something deeper, lights up in her eyes.<</text>><<alder>>An overload of power from one look at that <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>"Top-heavy"<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>"Blonde"<<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">>"Redhead"<</if>>? Interesting. Very well… show me what you can do, cadet.<</alder>><span class="love">Alder Love+40</span><span class="energy">Your energy -40</span><<text>>You reach your hand across the table. Alder hesitates for only a second before placing her palm in yours. Her skin is warm, but not hot. The moment your hands touch, you close your eyes and let the power flow. <b style="color:#33cc33;">-You feel a lot of energy draining from you-</b> A gentle but intense heat pours from your fingers into hers, traveling up her arm and spreading through her chest, stomach, and thighs. Alder lets out a soft, almost inaudible sigh. Her cheeks flush, her eyes glaze over for a moment. She feels a wave of heat ignite inside her body, her nipples stiffen under the uniform, her breathing quickens, and a warm, wet ache builds between her thighs. It isn't pain. It's pure, living energy. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 19>><img src="Beltane/story/story13.jpg">\ <<text>>You release her hand. The effect is immediate and spectacular. Everyone in the mess hall freezes. Several older women in dark robes - Alder's Biddies, who had looked withered and wrinkled - suddenly straighten up. Their skin smooths out and regains color, their hair darkens, and their bodies fill with new vitality. They now look at least ten years younger. One of them touches her own face in disbelief. Whispers ripple through the room like a wave. “Did you see that?” “The Biddies… they're younger?” “It's him… that that <<if $country ==1>>Montana<<elseif $country ==2>>German<<elseif $country ==3>>Japanese<<elseif $country ==4>>Irish<<elseif $country ==5>>Swedish<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuanian<<elseif $country ==7>>Greek<<elseif $country ==8>>Italian<<elseif $country ==9>>Finnish<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonian<<elseif $country ==11>>Indian<<elseif $country ==12>>African<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexican<<elseif $country ==14>>Greek<<elseif $country ==15>>Egyptian<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Polish<</if>> guy…” Alder stares at you with wide eyes. She's breathing heavier, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead. Her uniform suddenly seems too tight. She leans in close and speaks in a low, slightly trembling voice.<</text>><<alder>>I understand… now I understand. It's not just that you fight without sound. Because you don't need to shape or release any noise, you have a much wider range of spells and abilities. No one has ever done anything like this before.<</alder>><<text>>Her knee presses firmly against yours under the table.<</text>><<alder>>This is a dangerous gift, Max. And surprisingly… very pleasurable.<</alder>><<text>>From across the hall, $girl1portret watches the entire scene with her mouth open — her eyes shining with fascination and something much hotter. $girl2portret grins widely, while $girl1portret looks genuinely intrigued. Alder rises slowly. The whole room is watching.<</text>><<alder>>Dinner is over. Cadet $playerlastname… come with me. I want to… discuss this in private. Right now.<</alder>><<text>>She stands, her movements now more fluid and sensual, as if your magic is still flowing through her veins. She heads toward the exit, clearly expecting you to follow. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 20>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><img src="Beltane/story/story11a.jpg"><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><img src="Beltane/story/story11r.jpg"><<else>><img src="Beltane/story/story11t.jpg"><</if>><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span>\ <<text>>You stand up obediently and follow General Alder. The entire mess hall watches - the whispers grow louder, and every eye tracks your every step. At the doorway, you pause and turn, giving one last long look toward the Bellweather Unit's table. <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>Abigail grins broadly and raises her glass in your direction like a salute.<b style="color:#33cc33;">-You feel a surge of energy-</b> Raelle just shakes her head, but even she has a trace of respect on her face. Tally is sitting up straight. She stares with curiosity.<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>Raelle looks at you in slight shock, but as she feels your gaze and she begins to blush faintly.<b style="color:#33cc33;">-You feel a surge of energy-</b> Tally is sitting up straight. She stares with curiosity. Abigail grins broadly and raises her glass in your direction like a salute.<<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">>Tally is sitting up straight, her cheeks deeply flushed, lips slightly parted. She stares straight at you- her dark eyes filled with a mix of fascination, curiosity, and clear desire.<b style="color:#33cc33;">-You feel a surge of energy-</b> Abigail grins broadly and raises her glass in your direction like a salute. Raelle just shakes her head, but even she has a trace of respect on her face.<</if>> Alder doesn't look back, but you can tell she knows exactly what you just did. Her stride is confident, her hips swaying just a little more than usual - she still feels your magic coursing through her body. You step out of the mess hall into the cool evening air and head toward the main command building. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 21>><<set $gamebg = "office2.jpg">><img src="Beltane/story/story12.jpg">\ <<text>>You follow General Alder up the stairs into her private office - a spacious room with a massive desk, maps covering the walls, and a soft leather couch in the corner. The door clicks shut behind you. Alder leans her hip against the desk, looking at you with an intense gaze. Her uniform still seems too tight, her breathing uneven.<</text>><<alder>>Show me that again<</alder>><<text>>she says quietly, almost like an order but with a clear note of desire.<</text>><<alder>>This time with no audience. I want to feel how it really works… and feels when you focus only on me.<</alder>><<text>>She lightly pulls open the collar of her uniform, revealing more of her cleavage. The office feels warm, the air thick with tension.<</text>>\ <<button "Go for it">><<goto "aldersex">><</button>><<button "Back off">><<set $dialogue to 22>><<goto $back>><</button>> <<elseif $dialogue == 22>><img src="Beltane/story/story12.jpg">\ <<player>>I'm not sure if I'm reading this situation right, but please don't be offended, General… you're very beautiful. It's just that I've never done this before, and I'd like my first time to be with someone special. I know you live much more openly here, but I was raised in a more reserved environment.<</player>><<text>>Alder goes still for a moment, watching you carefully. A heavy, thick silence fills the office - the only sounds are the crackling fire in the fireplace and her slightly quickened breathing. Your honesty clearly surprises her… but her gaze softens. The commanding, centuries-old General suddenly looks a little more… human. She slowly straightens up and adjusts the collar of her uniform, though the flush on her cheeks and the faint tingling in her body from your magic are still visible. She steps closer - within arm's reach - and looks you straight in the eyes.<</text>><<alder>>You're not reading the situation wrong,<</alder>><<text>>she says quietly, without any anger, her voice carrying a hint of amusement and respect.<</text>><<alder>>I did feel what you sent me… and I wanted more. Here in Fort Salem we live openly, especially before Beltane. Bodies, energy, pleasure - it's all part of our power. But I'm not a barbarian. I don't force anyone.<</alder>><<text>>She gently places a hand on your shoulder - a calming, warm gesture with no pressure behind it.<</text>><<alder>>You're handsome, talented, and… innocent in that old-fashioned way. It's rare. And damn attractive.<</alder>><<text>>She smiles lightly, sensually, but pulls her hand back.<</text>><<alder>>I won't push. Your first time should be with someone who feels truly special to you. Not with a General who might… overwhelm you.<</alder>><<text>>She takes a step back and sits on the edge of the desk, crossing her legs.<</text>><<alder>>You can go back to your quarters now. Think about $girl1portret and the way she was looking at you like she wanted to devour you. Tomorrow morning, training. Show me what you can do on the field. As for the rest… you have time. Beltane is in two weeks. Until then, you can… get comfortable.<</alder>><<text>>The office still carries that intimate atmosphere. Alder looks relaxed, but the warm glow you gave her still lingers in her eyes. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 23>><img src="Beltane/story/story7.jpg">\ <<player>>Thank you for the interest - I'm truly honored. In a million other circumstances I'd definitely take you up on it, but right now I should get some rest. I want to be at full strength tomorrow morning.<</player>><<text>>Alder looks at you for a long moment, then smiles warmly - genuine, with no trace of offense. There's respect and a hint of amusement in her eyes.<</text>><<alder>>“You're well-raised, $playername1 $playerlastname. That's rare these days.The honor is mine. Not many people turn down a General… and do it with class. I respect that. Go rest. Tomorrow at dawn on the main field. Show us what you can really do. Be at full strength… we're going to need that gift of yours.<</alder>><<text>>She smiles at the corner of her mouth, this time a bit more predatory.<</text>><<alder>>As for the rest… Beltane can wait. And who knows - maybe by then you'll find that special person.<</alder>><<text>>She opens the door of her office for you.<</text>><<alder>>Goodnight, cadet. Sleep well… and try not to think too much about that <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>busty<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>blonde<<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">>redhead<</if>>.<</alder>><<text>>You head back to your quarters alone. The night is quiet, with only the distant hooting of an owl and a light breeze. You step into your room, close the door behind you. Through the window you can still see the faint lights of the base. You feel the exhaustion from the long day and all the emotions, but also the magic still humming in your hands. You lie down on the bed. Your thoughts keep circling - Alder, $girl1portret, and tomorrow's training… You fall asleep. <<link " Sleep >>" day1 >><<set $dialogue to 1>><</link>><</text>> <</if>>

<<set $bgdark =0.3>><<text>>Please note, if you are a fan of TV series, I apologize for any inaccuracies. This is not a faithful representation of either the world or characters. If you haven't watched the series, go to the start information first, otherwise you won't know why everything is so strange.<</text>> <<button "start information">><<goto "worldinfo">><</button>> <<button "I know the world start game">><<goto "welcome">><</button>>

Poland Noc Kupały Irland and UK Beltane 🇩🇪 Niemcy / 🇨🇿 Czechy / 🇸🇪 Szwecja Walpurgis Night 🇸🇪 Szwecja Midsummer 🇱🇹 Litwa Rasos Grecja (starożytna) Thesmophoria Rzym (starożytność) Lupercalia Estonia / 🇫🇮 Finlandia Jaanipäev Indie Madana-Trayodashi Japonia Kanamara Matsuri Japonia (starożytne Shinto): Utagaki Nigeria (Yoruba) Osun-Osogbo Meksyk Aztekowie Tlacaxipehualiztli Inkowie Inti Raymi Grecja (starożytna): Haloa Egipt (starożytny): Festiwal Opet <</text>> Raelle Collar Abigail Bellweather Tally Craven Sarah Alder Anacostia Quartermain Scylla Ramshorn <<if $country ==1>>USA-Montana<<elseif $country ==2>>Germany<<elseif $country ==3>>Japan<<elseif $country ==4>>Ireland<<elseif $country ==5>>Sweden<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuania<<elseif $country ==7>>Greece<<elseif $country ==8>>Italy<<elseif $country ==9>>Finland<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonia<<elseif $country ==11>>India<<elseif $country ==12>>Africa<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexico<<elseif $country ==14>>Greece<<elseif $country ==15>>Egypt<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Poland<</if>> abigail <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>>You're spoiling us, Dyner. But fine, we'll rest… for now.<</girl1>><<else>><<girl2>>You're spoiling us, $playerlastname. But fine, we'll rest… for now.<</girl2>><</if>> <<link " CONTINUE >>" aldersex >><<set $dialoguealdersex ++>><</link>> <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>> <<text>>**END OF GAME**<</text>> Raelle <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>Yeah… you're right. One more and I'm done, she mutters, but smiles to herself.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl1>>Yeah… you're right. One more and I'm done, she mutters, but smiles to herself.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>Yeah… you're right. One more and I'm done, she mutters, but smiles to herself.<</girl3>><</if>> <</text>> <</player>> $playername1 $playerlastname <</alder>> <</scylla>> <</text>><<girl1>> <</girl1>><<text>> <</text>><<girl2>> <</girl2>><<text>> <</text>><<girl3>> <</girl3>><<text>> <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>> abigail <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>>----<</girl1>><<else>><<girl2>>--<</girl2>><</if>> Raelle <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>-----<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl1>>-----<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>------<</girl3>><</if>> Tally <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>-----<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>-----<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>------<</girl1>><</if>> <<if $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl1love +=20>><</if>>

<<if $dialoguealdersex == 1>><<set $back to "aldersex">><img src="Beltane/story/story12.jpg">\ <<player>>I'm not sure if I'm reading this situation right, and I don't want to come across as insubordinate… General, you're a very beautiful woman. It's just that I've never done this before, and I'd like my first time to be with someone special. I don't think I could find anyone more special than you.<</player>><<text>>You stand up, step closer, and extend your hand to her. Alder freezes for a moment. For several seconds she looks straight into your eyes, her sharp, ancient gaze piercing right through you. Then something in her softens. The commanding mask cracks, and you see genuine surprise, warmth… and real emotion on her face. She straightens slowly, moves away from the desk, and takes a step toward you. Her tall figure towers over you by just a few centimeters. Her long, thick braid of dark hair falls over her shoulder. She takes your outstretched hand, this time gently, almost tenderly, and laces her fingers with yours.<</text>><<alder>>My brave cadet, who rejuvenated my Biddies with a single touch… and now says things like that to me.<</alder>><<text>>She says softly, her voice low and velvety, carrying both amusement and real affection. <<link " CONTINUE >>" pass >><<set $dialoguealdersex ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialoguealdersex == 2>><img src="Beltane/story/story12.jpg">\ <<text>>She lifts your hand to her lips and places a light, warm kiss on it. Her lips are hot.<</text>><<alder>>You're not reading it wrong. I feel your power… and your sincerity. That's very rare.<</alder>><<text>>She smiles slowly, this time without any predatory edge - just something softer.<</text>><<alder>>I'm hundreds of years older than you, and you want me to be your first. That… flatters me more than you know.<</alder>><<text>>She pulls you closer until you're standing right against each other. You feel the warmth of her body, the scent of her skin - a mix of old wood, herbs, and subtle feminine warmth. With her other hand she gently touches your cheek, her thumb tracing along your jawline.<</text>><<alder>>If you want this with me… then I want your first time to be something you'll remember for the rest of your life. Not just as power. As something real.<</alder>><<text>>She leans in and gives you a very soft, slow kiss on the lips - barely a brush, but full of promise. Then she pulls back just a few inches, still holding your hand. Her eyes are shining. <<link " CONTINUE >>" aldersex >><<set $adlerlove +=20>><<set $playerenergy -=20>><<set $dialoguealdersex ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialoguealdersex ==3>><img src="Beltane/story/story13.jpg">\ <<text>>You keep your hand in hers, fingers tightly interlaced, and let your silent magic flow. The energy leaves your body like warm, liquid silk - invisible, but intensely focused. You guide it with intent: first a slow, swirling caress around her full breasts, circling, lifting, teasing the sensitive skin beneath her uniform. At the same moment, another current slides up from her knees, tracing the soft inner lines of her thighs, higher and higher. Alder's breath catches sharply. Her grip on your hand tightens almost painfully as her eyes flutter shut. She bites her lower lip hard, a low, throaty sound escaping her - half sigh, half growl. You feel her body respond instantly: her nipples harden into tight peaks, pressing visibly against the dark fabric of her jacket. The swirling energy makes her breasts feel heavy, warm, and exquisitely sensitive. Emboldened, you push further. You concentrate the magic on her nipples - pinching, rolling, sucking sensations without a single touch - while the flow between her thighs surges upward and concentrates directly on her clit in a steady, pulsing rhythm. Alder's eyes snap open wide. Her lips part in a silent gasp and she exhales shakily, almost moaning. A visible shiver runs through her tall, powerful frame. Her thighs press together instinctively, but that only intensifies the sensation you're feeding her. Her cheeks flush deep crimson, pupils blown wide with raw, burning lust. The ancient General, who has lived for centuries, looks at you like she's starving.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy -20</span><span class="love">Alder Love+20</span><<alder>>$playername1…<</alder>><<text>>she breathes, voice husky and trembling with need. Her free hand grips the edge of the desk behind her so tightly her knuckles turn white.<</text>><<alder>>You… wicked boy. That's not just energy… that's pure sin.<</alder>><<text>>She doesn't pull away. Instead she steps closer, pressing her body against yours. You can feel the heat radiating from her - her breasts brushing your chest, her hips rolling subtly as your magic continues to stroke her clit in slow, relentless circles. A soft, wet sound escapes her throat as another wave hits her. Her forehead rests against yours for a moment, breathing ragged.<</text>><<alder>>You wanted your first time to be with someone special…<</alder>><<text>>she whispers, lips brushing your ear, voice thick with arousal,<</text>><<alder>>but if you keep doing that, I won't be gentle with you for long.<</alder>><<text>>She squeezes your hand even harder, her whole body trembling on the edge. Her eyes are locked on yours - dark, ancient, and completely consumed by desire. <<link " CONTINUE >>" aldersex >><<set $dialoguealdersex ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialoguealdersex == 4>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story13a.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Alder is trembling with raw, centuries-suppressed hunger. Your magic has pushed her far beyond restraint. With a low, almost feral sound she shrugs off her uniform jacket, letting it fall to the floor. The shirt beneath follows in one impatient tug, exposing her full, heavy breasts - nipples dark and painfully hard from your magical teasing. She doesn't wait for you. While you're still processing the sight, her hands move with military precision: she yanks your belt open, rips down the zipper of your trousers, and reaches inside. Her fingers wrap around your already rock-hard cock and pull it out through the open fly. The cool air hits your heated skin for only a second before she claims it.<</text>><<alder>>Fuck waiting<</alder>><<text>>She hops onto the edge of the heavy oak desk, spreads her long, powerful legs wide, and pulls you between them. Her pussy is glistening, swollen, and dripping wet - the lips flushed dark with arousal. You don't hesitate. You line up and push forward, sliding the head of your cock into her incredibly tight, scorching heat. Alder throws her head back with a shaky moan as you sink in slowly, inch by inch, stretching her walls. She's wetter than you imagined, gripping you like a velvet fist. For a few long, blissful moments you thrust gently, savoring the sensation - her inner muscles pulsing around you, her breasts bouncing with every shallow stroke, her hands clutching your shoulders. Then Alder suddenly sits up, plants both hands on your chest and shoves you back just enough to pull you out of her with a wet sound. Her eyes are blazing.<</text>><<alder>>Not here, I want you properly.<</alder>><<text>>She slides off the desk, grabs your throbbing cock like a handle, and practically drags you through the side door into her private quarters. The bedroom is dimly lit by runes and candles - a large four-poster bed with dark sheets dominates the room. <<link " CONTINUE >>" aldersex >><<set $dialoguealdersex ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialoguealdersex == 5>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story13c.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Alder kicks the door shut behind you, spins around, and pushes you onto your back on the bed. In one fluid motion she strips off the rest of her clothes, revealing her tall, athletic, mature body - full breasts, strong thighs, and the glistening wetness between her legs. She climbs over you, straddling your hips, and looks down with pure predatory hunger.<</text>><<alder>>You wanted your first time with someone special…<</alder>><<text>>She whispers, voice husky, guiding the head of your cock back to her entrance.<</text>><<alder>>Then take me, $playername1. All of me.<</alder>><<text>>She sinks down hard, taking every inch of you in one smooth, greedy motion. A loud, shameless moan escapes her lips as she bottoms out, her walls clenching around you. She starts riding you - slow and deep at first, then faster, her heavy breasts swaying above your face, her long dark braid slapping against her back with every thrust. Her eyes never leave yours, burning with lust and something deeper. <<link " CONTINUE >>" aldersex >><<set $dialoguealdersex ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialoguealdersex == 6>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story13b.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Alder rides you with fierce, experienced hunger - her hips rolling in deep, powerful strokes, taking you to the hilt again and again. Her full breasts bounce heavily above you, her long braid slapping against her sweat-slicked back. Her inner walls grip and flutter around your cock as she chases her pleasure.<</text>><<alder>>Gods… $playername1, You're incredible… First time and you already fuck better than lovers I've had for decades. So deep… so hard… yes, just like that-<</alder>><<text>>Her body suddenly tenses. She slams down one final time and comes hard, crying out sharply as her pussy spasms and squeezes you rhythmically. Her juices coat your shaft as she trembles through a powerful orgasm, nails digging into your chest. Panting, she collapses sideways onto the bed, pulling you with her. She lifts one strong leg, opening herself to you again.<</text>><<alder>> Don't stop, take me like this.<</alder>><<text>>You slide back into her from behind in a spooning position - her tight, soaking pussy welcoming you even deeper. You thrust into her with growing urgency, one hand gripping her hip, the other reaching around to squeeze her breast and pinch her nipple. The wet, rhythmic sound of your bodies fills the room.<</text>><<player>>I'm close…<</player>><<text>>Alder pushes back against you eagerly, grinding her ass into your hips.<</text>><<alder>>Yes… cum inside me, $playername1. Fill me. I want to feel you pulsing deep… give it to me.<</alder>><<text>>Her words push you over the edge. With a deep groan you bury yourself as far as possible and explode inside her, thick ropes of cum flooding her clenching pussy. Alder moans with you, milking every drop as another smaller orgasm ripples through her. You stay buried inside her for long moments, both of you breathing hard, bodies pressed together. <<link " CONTINUE >>" aldersex >><<set $dialoguealdersex ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialoguealdersex == 7>>\ <<text>>The following days until Beltane The next two weeks become a secret, intense education. Every evening you slip into Alder's private quarters. She teaches you ancient, forbidden techniques - how to use your silent magic to heighten pleasure for hours, how to edge her until she begs, how to mix magical energy with raw physical fucking. You explore her body thoroughly: her mouth, her breasts, her ass, every position. She is insatiable, dominant one night, surprisingly tender the next. By the time Beltane arrives, your connection is deep and burning. Beltane Night The festival is wild - bonfires, drums, naked bodies dancing, couples and triads entwined everywhere. Alder, dressed in a flowing dark green ceremonial robe that barely contains her curves, publicly chooses you in front of the entire gathering. That final night she takes you to her bed again. This time it is slower, deeper, almost reverent. She rides you, kisses you, lets you take her from behind while pulling her long braid like reins. You fuck for hours, using everything she taught you, until both of you are exhausted and covered in sweat and cum. In the early morning, as the first light touches the windows, she lies in your arms, tracing lazy circles on your chest.<</text>><<alder>>You came here as a legend, you leave as something more… at least to me. Come back safely, $playername1 $playerlastname.<</alder>><<text>>She gives you one last, long, passionate kiss before you dress and prepare to return home.<</text>> <h1>**END OF GAME**</h1> <</if>>

<<if $dialogue == 1>><<set $back to "day1">><<set $info to 1>><<set $bgdark =0.0>><<set $gamebg = "room.jpg">>\ <<text>><b>The next morning.</b> You're woken by a knock at the door. A young cadet brings in breakfast and your training uniform.<</text>><<scylla>>General Alder is waiting on the training field in thirty minutes. The whole Bellweather Unit will be there, along with a few others. Everyone's talking about what you did to the Biddies yesterday…<</scylla>><<text>>You get up, get dressed, and head out. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 2>><<set $gamebg = "field.jpg">><img src="Beltane/story/story14.jpg" width="100%">\ <<text>>A decent crowd has already gathered on the training field. Alder stands at the front - she looks fresh and full of energy. Behind her are her Biddies, noticeably rejuvenated thanks to your magic. Anacostia stands beside her. Off to the side is the Bellweather Unit: Abigail with a cocky grin, Raelle with her hands in her pockets, and Tally… who glances at you, quickly looks away, and blushes. Alder nods at you.<</text>><<alder>>Cadet $playerlastname. Show us what you can do. No sounds. Pick your target - a practice dummy, the wind, or… someone for sparring. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $girl2love +=10>><<set $girl3love +=10>><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 3>><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story15.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <span class="love">$girl1portret Love+10</span><span class="love">$girl2portret Love+10</span><span class="love">$girl3portret Love+10</span><span class="energy">Your energy -10</span><<text>>You extend your right hand toward the distant edge of the forest bordering the training field. Not a single sound leaves your lips. The ground explodes without warning. A massive, silent force carves a deep ravine - over 200 meters long and about 8 meters deep. In the distance, trees crash down with a roar, while dirt and rocks fly outward like they've been scooped up by a giant shovel. Dust billows into the air, and the entire base seems to freeze for a moment. Cadets and officers stare at the destruction with open mouths. Abigail curses under her breath in awe, Raelle raises her eyebrows, and Anacostia takes a step back. Alder looks at you with a wide, predatory smile - her eyes burning with fascination and desire. While everyone is still focused on the massive trench, you subtly wave your left hand toward $girl1portret. Delicate, colorful flower petals - roses, lavender, wildflowers - begin falling gently from the sky onto her. They land softly in her hair and on her shoulders. At her feet, a perfect circle of fresh flowers instantly blooms in the grass, filling the air with sweet fragrance. $girl1portret lets out a soft gasp of surprise<<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>. She stares at you with a mix of wonder and pure, heated curiosity.<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>. She stares at you with a mix of wonder and pure, heated curiosity.<<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">>, blushing hard all the way to her ears as she covers her mouth with her hand. She stares at you with a mix of wonder, embarrassment, and pure, heated curiosity.<</if>> $girl2portret elbows her and laughs loudly.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>Well damn, looks like someone's got his eye on you!<</girl2>><<text>>Everyone finally notices the second effect. The whole training field fills with whispers. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 4>><img src="Beltane/story/story14.jpg" width="100%">\ <<text>>You dust off your hands like it was nothing and say calmly<</text>><<player>>I can also make a shield if needed.<</player>><<text>>Alder claps slowly and walks closer. Her voice is low and full of appreciation.<</text>><<alder>>That… was very impressive, $playername1. Raw destructive power and delicate control in the same moment. All without a single sound.<</alder>><<text>>She glances at $girl1portret, then back at you.<</text>><<alder>>You have far more control than I thought. You're going to be very valuable… in many ways.<</alder>><<text>>$girl1portret is still standing in the circle of flowers, staring at you. When your eyes meet, she bites her lip and gives you a <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>provocative and<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>short but<<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">>shy but<</if>> clearly intrigued smile. Alder nods toward the massive ravine.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span><<alder>>Anacostia, have someone patch that up later. Everyone to the training room. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</alder>> <<elseif $dialogue == 5>><<set $gamebg = "gym.jpg">><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story3.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>A short walk and you enter one of the many buildings in the military complex. Then she turns back to you with a smile. She glance over at the Bellweather Unit.<</text>><<alder>>Tally, Abigail, Raelle - step forward. I want to see how you handle sparring with him. The rest of you - stand down and rest.<</alder>><<text>>Tally takes a step forward, biting her lip. Abigail grins like a wolf. Raelle sighs but steps up as well. $girl1portret's eyes are still locked on you. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 6>> <<text>>You suddenly vanish. No sound, no flash, no trace. The cadets freeze. Tally lets out a quiet squeak of surprise. Abigail spins around sharply. Raelle instinctively fires a small windstrike at the spot where you were standing. In the same instant, you appear silently right behind them - positioned exactly between the three. You're so close they can feel the warmth of your body.<</text>><<player>>So… hand-to-hand?<</player>><<text>>you ask calmly. Alder stands off to the side with her arms crossed and a wide smile.<</text>><<alder>>Exactly, cadet. Hand-to-hand plus magic. No mercy for our guest!<</alder>><<text>>Three against one. They're a well-coordinated unit, but your teleport and soundless magic completely throw them off rhythm. For a fraction of a second, there's absolute silence. Then chaos erupts. Abigail whips around with a fierce, predatory grin and lunges to grab your arm - fast and athletic, her body tensing under her uniform. Tally jumps back a step, blushing even harder, and instinctively throws a weak defensive seed - a small gust of wind meant to push you away. Her eyes are wide, full of a mix of fear and fascination. Raelle is the fastest. She spins and throws a precise elbow strike toward you while muttering a seed to strengthen the blow. You catch Abigail's arm mid-grab and block Raelle's elbow at the same time. You're clearly faster and stronger - your silent magic quietly enhancing your body. With a smooth, controlled motion, you spin both of them like you're dancing rather than fighting. Abigail ends up pressed chest-to-chest against Raelle while you stand behind them, wrapping both girls in a firm hold from behind - your arms locked around their waists and shoulders. You hold them effortlessly, like two fierce cats that have suddenly been turned into kittens. Abigail huffs and struggles to break free, but she feels your iron grip on her hips and back. Her curvy body tenses, and her breathing quickens. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 7>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<set $girl2expression to 5>><<set $girl3expression to 5>><img src="Beltane/story/story16.jpg" width="100%">\ <<text>>You hold them for a moment longer - the warmth of their bodies pressed against yours, the scent of sweat mixed with the faint smell of flowers still floating in the air. Tally stands a few steps away, mouth open, hands on her cheeks, blushing furiously. Raelle stiffens for a second, then bursts out laughing in surprise.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>What the… let go, you bull!<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl2>>What the… let go, you bull!<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>What the… let go, you bull!<</girl3>><</if>><<text>>Abigail laughs loudly, but there's clear excitement in her voice.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>>Holy shit… he's stronger than he looks. Let go before I smack you… or maybe don't.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl2>>Holy shit… he's stronger than he looks. Let go before I smack you… or maybe don't.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl2>>Holy shit… he's stronger than he looks. Let go before I smack you… or maybe don't.<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>Alder claps slowly and loudly, a wide grin on her face.<</text>><<alder>>Enough! $playerlastname wins round one. Very… instructive.<</alder>><<text>>You slowly release Abigail and Raelle, but with a slight, deliberate reluctance - your hands sliding down their waists and over their hips as you let go. Abigail turns around with a cocky, mischievous grin and adjusts her uniform across her chest. Raelle gives you a look that clearly says “not bad… but don’t get any ideas.” Abigail turns around with a spark in her eyes and gives you a solid, playful punch to the shoulder. Raelle straightens her uniform, shaking her head but smiling anyway. Tally steps closer, still bright red.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>That was… wow<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>That was… wow<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>That was… wow<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>she says quietly, looking up at you.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>Those flowers… and all of that. How do you do it without making a sound? <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>Those flowers… and all of that. How do you do it without making a sound? <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>Those flowers… and all of that. How do you do it without making a sound? <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</girl1>><</if>> <<elseif $dialogue == 8>><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story3.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Alder steps forward and places her hand on your shoulder.<</text>><<alder>>Alright. That's enough demonstrations for today. Everyone else - back to regular training. Bellweather Unit, you three stay. Cadet $playerlastname will be training with you for the next few days.<</alder>><<text>>She turns to you and speaks quietly, just loud enough for you to hear:<</text>><<alder>>Having fun yet? Because they definitely are. Dinner at my table again tonight?<</alder>><<text>>The training field slowly returns to normal, but everyone is still staring at you like you're a living legend. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $dialogue ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $dialogue == 9>><<if !$fight>><<set $fight to 0>><</if>><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story3.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<player>>This might be more interesting as a demonstration. The outdoor training field would be perfect for it. So, ladies, how about some one-on-one sparring?<</player>><<text>>You look straight at $girl1portret. Your gaze is intense but not aggressive - warm, curious, with a clear spark of challenge. $girl1portret freezes.<<if $girl1portret == "Tally">> Her cheeks flush an even deeper red than her hair.<</if>> She bites her lower lip, briefly drops her eyes, then looks back up at you. Her expression is a mix of shyness, excitement, and curiosity. <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">>$girl2portret<<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">>$girl2portret<<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">>$girl2portret<</if>> bursts out laughing and slaps $girl1portret on the shoulder.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>Well damn! Looks like you've got a fan. Good luck - he's… strong.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle sighs dramatically.<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>One-on-one? Sure. Just don't give her a flower explosion in the head.<</girl3>><<text>>You go back outside and the cadets sit on the benches, watching carefully. <<link " CONTINUE >>" pass >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $girl1love +=20>><<set $dialogue to 10>><</link>><</text>>\ <<elseif $dialogue == 10>>\ <<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<if $fight ==0>><<set $gamebg = "field.jpg">><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story17a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<text>>On the training ground, you invite Abigail to a one-on-one spar.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Oh, you want me all to yourself, pretty boy? Fine. Let's see if that fancy <<if $country ==1>>Montana<<elseif $country ==2>>German<<elseif $country ==3>>Japanese<<elseif $country ==4>>Irish<<elseif $country ==5>>Swedish<<elseif $country ==6>>Lithuanian<<elseif $country ==7>>Greek<<elseif $country ==8>>Italian<<elseif $country ==9>>Finnish<<elseif $country ==10>>Estonian<<elseif $country ==11>>Indian<<elseif $country ==12>>African<<elseif $country ==13>>Mexican<<elseif $country ==14>>Greek<<elseif $country ==15>>Egyptian<<elseif $country ==16>>UK<<elseif $country ==17>>Polish<</if>> magic can keep up with a real Bellweather.<</girl1>><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+20</span><<text>>She stands up with a cocky grin, removes her jacket and approaches in her tight tank top, her full breasts bouncing noticeably with every step. As soon as she tenses to launch a spell, you teleport behind her and watch as her windstrike blasts through the empty space where you stood. Taught by the previous fight, she instantly swings her elbow back hard in a blind strike. You catch it easily.<</text>><<player>>Haha, you're learning fast.<</player>><<text>>She doesn't give up and tries a punch with her free hand. You catch that one too. With a smooth motion you spin her around so her back is pressed against your chest and pin both her arms.<</text>><<player>>Feisty little kitten.<</player>><<text>>At the last second you tilt your head aside as she tries to slam her head back into your face. You keep holding her tightly. She then attempts to kick your leg out from under you. You move your leg away just in time, still keeping her firmly in your grip. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==1>><img src="Beltane/story/story19a2.jpg">\ <<text>>Abigail struggles hard in your grip, wriggling and kicking wildly while letting out frustrated little squeaks and growls. She tries to break free with raw strength, but quickly realizes it's useless. Eventually she stops fighting and leans back against your chest, breathing heavily.<</text>><<player>>Want to learn how to teleport?<</player>><<text>>Abigail slowly turns her head, looking over her shoulder straight into your eyes, her full breasts still pressed against your arms.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>I thought you were just gonna cuddle me for the rest of training...<</girl1>><<text>>You release her. She steps forward, rolls her shoulders and dusts off her hands with a cocky little smile.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Alright… that was pretty nice, I won't lie. But maybe learning won't be any less fun.<</girl1>><<text>>You motion for her to stand with her back to you and point to a spot several meters away across the field. Abigail obeys, positioning herself confidently. You step behind her, placing both hands firmly on her shoulders, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin tank top. Leaning in close, your lips almost brushing her ear, you begin whispering instructions.<</text>><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+10</span> <<girl1>>Mmm… keep talking like that and I might 'accidentally' teleport somewhere very private... <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $girl1love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==2>>\ <<text>>You lean in closer, your voice firm but calm.<</text>><<player>>Focus, Abigail. Remember the tone - low, rising, then a sharp burst at the end. Picture the exact spot clearly in your mind.<</player>><<text>>Abigail nods, her body tense under your hands. She begins repeating the seed under her breath exactly as you instructed. The air around her shimmers for a moment… and suddenly she vanishes from your grasp. She reappears at the far end of the training field, several dozen meters away. She doubles over, hands on her knees, breathing hard and drenched in sweat. Her tight tank top is now completely soaked and clinging to her full breasts. After a few seconds she straightens up and bursts into loud, breathless laughter.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Holy shit… that was exhausting as hell, but fuck - it actually works! I felt like I was flying!<</girl1>><<text>>You walk toward her with a smile and call out.<</text>><<player>>Want to rest for a moment, or do you want to try jumping with me as a passenger?<</player>><<text>>Abigail wipes sweat from her forehead, still grinning wildly. She starts walking back to you with that signature confident sway in her hips.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>Bellweathers don't rest. We push.<</girl1>><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+20</span> <<text>>She stops right in front of you, turns around smoothly so her back is pressed against your chest, and looks over her shoulder with a playful, challenging smile.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Alright, pretty boy. Wrap those strong arms around me and let's do this. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=20>><<set $girl1energy +=20>><<set $girl1love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==3>>\ <<text>>This time you wrap your arms around Abigail from behind, but because of her full, heavy breasts your hands naturally settle directly on them. You feel her nipples instantly harden under the thin, sweat-soaked tank top. She presses back into you harder, pushing her chest firmly into your palms.<</text>><<player>>See that tree in the distance? Imagine us standing right under it.<</player>><<text>>Abigail takes a deep breath, her voice serious at first.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 1>><<girl1>>Okay… us under the tree.<</girl1>><<text>>Then her tone turns playful and wicked.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>…and you under me.<</girl1>><<text>>She begins repeating the seed exactly as you taught her. You channel your power into her, feeding her strength. The air shimmers violently and you both vanish.You appear instantly under the distant tree. Abigail's legs nearly buckle. She is panting hard, drenched in fresh sweat, her whole body trembling on the very edge of orgasm. She writhes and grinds back against you, her thick ass pressing firmly into your crotch while your hands stay on her breasts.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy -20</span><span class="energy">$girl1portret energy +20</span><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>Fuck… I didn't know teleportation could feel so fucking intimate… I'm so close already…<</girl1>><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+20</span><<text>>She keeps squirming in your strong embrace, breathing ragged, clearly fighting the wave of pleasure rushing through her. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<set $girl1energy +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==4>><img src="Beltane/story/story20a2.jpg">\ <<text>>You hold Abigail tightly, supporting her weight as her legs turn to jelly beneath her. She trembles violently in your arms, breathing fast and shallow.<</text>><<girl1>>Fuck… I'm so close… so fucking close…<</girl1>><<text>>You lean in and whisper softly.<</text>><<player>>Do you want it?<</player>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Fuck yes…<</girl1>><<text>>You gently channel your power into her, letting warm, pulsing magic flow through your hands straight into her breasts, teasing her hard nipples, then sliding down over her stomach, thighs, and finally caressing her soaked pussy and swollen clit. Abigail suddenly freezes, sucking in a sharp breath. Her whole body goes rigid for a second… then she explodes.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy -10</span><span class="energy">$girl1portret energy +10</span><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>FUUUUCK—!!<</girl1>><<text>>A raw, powerful roar tears out of her throat like a war cry as a massive orgasm crashes through her. Her body convulses hard in your arms, hips bucking wildly, juices soaking through her pants. She swears loudly, throwing every filthy curse she knows at the sky, the tree, the ground, and everything around her while shaking uncontrollably. When the peak finally passes, she goes limp. You gently lower her to the soft grass, but she immediately grabs your hand with surprising strength, refusing to let go. She lies there panting, chest heaving, sweat covering her skin, looking up at you with hazy, satisfied eyes.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>That was… absolutely fucking insane. I've never come that hard in my life. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==5>>\ <<text>>Abigail turns around, facing you directly. Without hesitation she pulls you into a deep, hungry kiss, her tongue sliding against yours. Suddenly you feel a strong tug at your belt — her hand dives straight into your pants and underwear, wrapping her fingers firmly around your hard cock.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Mmm… so fucking ready for me already.<</girl1>><<text>>She strokes you slowly but confidently, eyes locked on yours with a bold, challenging look.<</text>><<girl1>>So… your place or mine? At mine the girls might walk in and watch. Doesn't bother me at all…<</girl1>><<text>>She squeezes your shaft tighter, stroking faster, her thumb brushing over the head as she leans in closer, lips brushing your ear.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Actually… I kinda hope they do. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==6>>\ <<text>>You open your mouth to reply, but Abigail instantly presses her finger to your lips, silencing you with a dominant smirk.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 1>><<girl1>>We're going to my place. Now.<</girl1>><<text>>She pulls her hand out of your pants, grabs your wrist with surprising strength, and starts marching forward, practically dragging you behind her. Her grip is firm, leaving no room for resistance. You let her lead, but her hold makes it clear she's not giving you any choice. In the distance, the rest of the cadets - including Tally and Raelle - notice the scene. They immediately start whooping and cheering loudly. Abigail doesn't slow down at all. Completely unfazed by the cheering, she keeps walking with fast, determined steps, pulling you along toward the Bellweather Unit quarters. Her tank top is still soaked with sweat, clinging to her full breasts as they bounce with every stride.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Let them watch. I don't give a fuck.<</girl1>><<text>>She glances back at you with a wicked, hungry smile, tightening her grip on your wrist even more. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==7>><img src="Beltane/story/story21a.jpg">\ <<text>>Abigail pulls you forcefully through the doors of the building, practically running up the stairs. You barely keep up with her. She slams the door to their quarters open with a powerful shove, yanks you inside, and kicks the door shut hard behind you with a loud bang. The moment you're alone, she turns to face you, breathing heavily, eyes burning with pure lust and dominance. She looks you up and down like a predator.<</text>><<girl1>>Strip. Now.<</girl1>><<text>>You obey, shrugging off your jacket and pulling your tank top over your head in one smooth motion. Your muscular arms and defined abs are fully exposed. Abigail's eyes widen slightly, clearly impressed and pleasantly surprised by the sight. She bites her lower lip, her gaze darkening with hunger as she slowly steps closer.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>Well… fuck me. You've been hiding quite the body under that uniform, $playerlastname.<</girl1>><<text>>She reaches out and runs her hands possessively over your chest and abs, nails lightly scraping your skin. Her voice drops to a low, commanding growl.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Pants too. I want to see everything. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==8>><img src="Beltane/story/story22a.jpg">\ <<text>>You hesitate for a brief moment, trying to come up with something clever to say. Abigail's eyes narrow and her voice becomes sharp and commanding.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>I said strip. Now.<</girl1>><<text>>Under her intense, hungry stare you finally push your pants down, kicking them aside. Then you hook your thumbs into your underwear and slide them off as well, standing completely naked in front of her. Your hard cock springs free, thick and heavy. Abigail's eyes widen and she lets out a loud, genuine gasp, her mouth falling open.<</text>><<girl1>>Holy shit… what a fucking cock. For fuck's sake, I didn't know they could get that big…<</girl1>><<text>>Her shocked and clearly impressed comment makes your hard shaft twitch visibly. Abigail can't tear her eyes away from it. She starts undressing right there, pulling her tank top over her head, revealing her full, heavy breasts. Then she pushes down her pants and panties in one motion, kicking them away. She stands completely naked in front of you, breathing hard, nipples stiff, staring at your cock like she's hypnotized.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Fuck… come here.<</girl1>><<text>>She steps forward aggressively, pressing her naked body against yours, one hand immediately wrapping around your thick shaft, stroking it possessively while looking up into your eyes with pure lust. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==9>><img src="Beltane/story/story23a.jpg">\ <<text>>Abigail kisses you hungrily, her mouth devouring yours with raw need. She pushes you back onto her bed with surprising strength and immediately climbs on top of you, straddling your hips. Her hands roam greedily over your body, tracing every ridge of your abs and chest. She reaches down, grabs your thick cock and lines it up with her dripping pussy. She tries to sink down but gasps, clearly struggling with your size.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Fuck… I don't know how I'm gonna fit all of this inside me…<</girl1>><<text>>With a determined smirk she lowers herself again. The thick head of your cock stretches her open as it pushes inside. Abigail's mouth falls open in a mix of shock and intense pleasure, her eyes rolling back slightly.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>Oh my fucking god… so big…<</girl1>><<text>>She pauses there, breathing heavily, only the head inside her, her inner walls clenching tightly around you. Her heavy breasts hover above your face as she looks down at you with pure lust and challenge in her eyes.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 1>><<girl1>>Don't you dare hold back on me, $playerlastname. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==10>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story22a.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Abigail slowly lowers herself further, taking more and more of your thick cock inside her tight, dripping pussy. Her face twists with a delicious mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure. Her nails dig hard into your shoulders as she gasps and trembles, trying to adjust to your size. With a deep, strained moan she finally sinks all the way down, taking every inch of you. A thin layer of sweat breaks out across her skin. Her massive, heavy breasts press firmly against your chest, soft and warm, her hard nipples dragging against your skin. She leans forward, her full tits squishing even harder against you, and captures your mouth in a fiery, desperate kiss. Her tongue invades yours as she starts rolling her hips in slow, deep circles, still getting used to being so completely filled.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>Mmmph… fuck, you're so deep… stretching me so fucking good…<</girl1>><<text>>She kisses you harder, moaning into your mouth while her inner walls clench and pulse around your entire length. Her body is hot, sweaty, and trembling with effort and lust.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Don't move yet… just let me feel you… all of you… <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==11>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story22a.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Abigail starts riding you with slow, powerful movements - lifting her hips and slamming back down, taking your entire thick length deep inside her with every thrust. Her pussy grips you like a hot, velvet vice, incredibly tight and soaking wet. The sensation is heavenly. Her massive breasts bounce heavily on your chest with every motion, soft and warm, her hard nipples dragging across your skin. She keeps her eyes half-open, locking gazes with you every few seconds - intense, hungry, and fully aware of exactly who is stretching her so completely. Her breathing is ragged, moans growing louder and more desperate.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>Fuck… you feel so good… so fucking deep…<</girl1>><<text>>Pleasure starts flooding your mind, making it harder to think straight. You feel your orgasm building rapidly as Abigail rides you harder, her hips rolling and slamming down with growing urgency. Her inner walls flutter and squeeze around you rhythmically, milking your cock with every stroke.She leans down, pressing her sweaty breasts fully against your chest and kisses you sloppily, moaning into your mouth while riding you faster, clearly chasing both of your climaxes. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==12>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story22a.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Pleasure completely takes over. Your mind starts to fog, drifting like you're heavily drunk, lost in the overwhelming sensation of Abigail's tight, soaking pussy riding you harder and faster. Her heavy breasts bounce wildly against your chest as she pants and moans. Suddenly a sharp, powerful slap lands across your face, snapping you back to reality.<</text>><<girl1>>Don't you fucking dare cum yet! I'm first!<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail is now fully in heat - riding you with raw, animalistic intensity. Her nails dig painfully into your chest and shoulders, leaving red marks. Her pussy clamps down even tighter around your cock, almost painfully snug as she chases her own orgasm. Her eyes are glazed, unfocused, completely lost in lust. She's no longer in control of herself - pure primal passion has taken over.<</text>><<girl1>>Fuck… fuck… I'm so close… gonna cum so fucking hard on this big cock…<</girl1>><<text>>She slams down onto you again and again, her movements becoming erratic and desperate. Her walls flutter and squeeze violently around you as she nears the edge, sweat dripping from her body onto yours. She looks completely feral, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood, chasing her climax with single-minded obsession. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==13>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story22a.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Abigail's nails dig painfully deep into your shoulders as her pussy clamps down around your cock with almost brutal force, squeezing so tightly it feels like she's trying to push you out. In the middle of her pleasure-crazed frenzy she leans down and tries to bite your shoulder, but her massive, heavy breasts get in the way, preventing her from reaching.The pain in your shoulders strangely melts into pure pleasure. Your mind is swimming in ecstasy. Suddenly her breath cuts off completely — then she explodes.<</text>><<girl1>>FUUUUUUCK—!!!!<</girl1>><<text>>A deep, guttural, almost inhuman roar tears out of her throat as her entire body convulses violently on top of you. Her walls spasm wildly around your cock, milking you with powerful contractions. You can't hold back anymore. You thrust up hard and cum deep inside her, flooding her pussy with thick, hot spurts. Abigail's eyes roll back, her mouth hangs open in a silent scream as your orgasm pushes her even deeper into ecstasy. She shudders and twitches uncontrollably on your cock, completely overwhelmed. When she finally manages to suck in a desperate breath, her voice comes out broken, hoarse, and barely human.<</text>><<girl1>>Hhh-… fuuuck… so full… you're… still cumming inside me… oh my fucking god…<</girl1>><<text>>She collapses forward onto your chest, trembling violently, her soaked pussy still pulsing and clenching around your throbbing cock as the aftershocks rip through her. Her heavy breasts are pressed tightly against you, heart hammering wildly.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>…never… came… like that… before… <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==14>>\ <<text>>Abigail lies on top of you for a long moment, still trembling with occasional aftershocks running through her body. Her heavy breasts press warmly against your chest, her skin slick with sweat. Slowly she lifts her head, looking at you with hazy, satisfied eyes and a lazy, proud smirk.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Not bad for a first time, $playerlastname… You fucking flooded me. I can already feel your cum leaking out of me… probably gonna be dripping until Beltane.<</girl1>><<text>>She slowly slides off your cock with a wet sound and a soft moan, rolling to the side and lying next to you on the bed. She turns onto her side, one leg draped over yours, her hand lazily tracing patterns on your chest.<</text>><<girl1>>I know we're supposed to be all open and share during Beltane… but I'm not giving you time or energy to look at anyone else. You have the honor of being chosen by a Bellweather.<</girl1>><<text>>She leans in closer, her lips brushing your ear as her voice drops into a possessive, husky whisper.<</text>><<girl1>>You're going to be my personal stud… and I'll be your breeding mare. Understand? <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==15>>\ <<text>>The following days until Beltane pass in a heated blur. During the day you train hard with the unit - pushing your limits, perfecting your silent magic, and sparring with Bellweather Unit. But every night belongs completely to Abigail. She claims you again and again in their quarters, riding you with wild hunger, moaning loud enough for the entire floor to hear. Your nights are filled with endless rounds of intense, sweaty sex - on her bed, against the wall, in the shower. Every morning you wake up sore, legs shaky, barely able to walk straight to morning formation. Abigail just smirks proudly every time she sees you limping. On the final night before Beltane, after hours of raw, passionate fucking, Abigail rides you with desperate intensity, her nails raking down your chest as she cums hard, screaming your name. You explode deep inside her at the same moment, filling her completely.<</text>><<girl1>>Yes… fuck yes… give it all to me…<</girl1>><<text>>Later that night, lying tangled together in sweat-soaked sheets, Abigail rests her head on your chest and whispers with a satisfied, possessive smile:<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>You did it… I can already feel it. You knocked me up, $playername1. I'm carrying your child.<</girl1>><<text>>She kisses you deeply, then looks into your eyes with pure Bellweather pride.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Beltane starts tomorrow… but everyone will know who I belong to. And who owns this cock from now on.<</girl1>><h1>END OF GAME</h1> <</if>> <<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<if $fight ==0>><<set $gamebg = "field.jpg">><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story17r.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>On the training field, you turn to Raelle with a confident smile and invite her for a one-on-one spar.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Me? Alright… this should be interesting.<</girl1>><<text>>Raelle steps forward with her signature half-smirk, rolling her shoulders. She gets into a fighting stance, eyes focused. The moment she tenses to launch a spell, you teleport behind her. She immediately senses it and swings her arm back in a fast, blind strike. You're faster and stronger - you catch her wrist mid-air. In one smooth motion you spin her around, pressing her back against your chest and pinning both her arms.<</text>><<player>>Got you.<</player>><<text>>Raelle freezes for a second, then lets out a low, amused chuckle, still held firmly in your embrace.<</text>><<girl1>>So… is this a fight or are you just flirting with me?<</girl1>><<text>>She turns her head slightly, looking over her shoulder at you with a challenging, slightly playful glint in her eyes. Her body is tense but not resisting - yet. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==1>>\ <img src="Beltane/story/story18r.jpg"> <<text>>You lean in close, your lips brushing against Raelle's ear while still holding her firmly from behind.<</text>><<player>>Do you want to learn how to teleport?<</player>><<text>>Raelle turns her head slowly, looking straight into your eyes over her shoulder. Her expression is serious but intrigued.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Yeah… I really do.<</girl1>><<text>>You release her arms but keep your hands on her shoulders, standing behind her. You begin explaining the technique in a low, calm voice - the tone, the mental image, the sharp release. Raelle listens carefully, nodding slightly. When you finish, she takes a deep breath and repeats the process exactly as you taught her. The air around her shimmers… and she vanishes. A second later, Raelle appears at the far end of the training field, several dozen meters away. She stumbles slightly but manages to stay on her feet. She's breathing heavily, visibly tired, but there's a wide, genuine smile on her face.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>Holy shit… it actually worked!<</girl1>><<text>>She looks back at you from across the field, clearly excited despite being out of breath. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==2>>\ <img src="Beltane/story/story20r.jpg"> <<text>>As Raelle walks back to you, still catching her breath, you ask her with a smile.<</text>><<player>>Want to try teleporting with a partner this time?<</player>><<text>>Raelle grins and nods.<</text>><<girl1>>That sounds interesting. Why not?<</girl1>><<text>>Suddenly, she turns and calls out to someone standing nearby.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Scylla! Come here for a second!<</girl1>><<player>>I meant teleporting with me, but ok, you can do that too.<</player>><<text>>Scylla Ramshorn approaches with her usual mysterious expression. You instruct both girls how to position themselves. Scylla stands behind Raelle and wraps her arms around her, hands at chest level. The moment Scylla's hands settle on Raelle's breasts, both girls start giggling.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Now I get why you like doing this so much…<</girl1>><<text>>You step behind them and place your hands on both girls' shoulders, channeling your power into them. The warm, teasing magic flows through their bodies, gently massaging and caressing their breasts, nipples, and between their legs. Both girls shiver and moan softly, struggling to concentrate. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==3>>\ <img src="Beltane/story/story21r.jpg"> <<text>>Raelle manages to execute the blink. Both of them vanish and reappear several meters away. They tumble to the ground, landing on top of each other. Almost immediately their bodies start convulsing hard as powerful orgasms rip through them. From the side, General Alder watches with a concerned look. You quickly turn to her.<</text>><<player>>It's okay, General. They're just experiencing an orgasm from the power transfer. Nothing dangerous.<</player>><<text>>In the distance, you see Raelle and Scylla passionately kissing and touching each other on the grass, still trembling from the aftershocks. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==4>>\ <<text>>You watch from a distance as Raelle and Scylla, still passionately kissing, get up from the grass. Scylla takes Raelle by the hand and pulls her eagerly toward the barracks. The sight stings - you're painfully aware they're going to have their fun without you. General Alder notices the way your confidence drops. For the rest of the day she assigns you different training partners, but none of the girls agree to try tandem teleportation with you. Some politely decline, others make excuses. The rejection stings more than you expected. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==5>>\ <<text>>The days until Beltane pass in a blur of hard training and growing frustration. You throw yourself into practice during the day, but the evenings feel empty. Finally, Beltane arrives. The entire base is transformed - bonfires, music, dancing, and an atmosphere thick with magic and lust. You lose yourself in the wild Reel dance, surrounded by spinning bodies and pulsing energy. The wine and magic go to your head. Later that night, in the haze of firelight and desire, you end up with a random witch - a tall, dark-haired senior cadet you've never spoken to before. She pulls you behind one of the old stone buildings, kisses you hungrily, and takes your virginity in a heated, passionate encounter against the wall. It's intense but impersonal. When it's over, she gives you a quick kiss on the cheek and disappears back into the crowd, leaving you alone with your thoughts. The night continues with laughter, music, and celebration all around you… but something feels hollow.<</text>> <h1>**END OF GAME**</h1> <<elseif $fight ==6>> <<elseif $fight ==7>> <<elseif $fight ==8>> <<elseif $fight ==9>> <<elseif $fight ==10>> <<elseif $fight ==11>> <<elseif $fight ==12>> <</if>> <<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<if $fight ==0>><<set $gamebg = "field.jpg">><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story17t.webm" type="video/webm"></video><<if $girl1portret == "Tally">><</if>> <<text>>Tally literally jumps out of her seat as if she was waiting for your gesture, raising her hands as she begins to form a seed in her mouth. The moment her muscle twitches, you vanish and instantly appear right beside her. In one smooth motion, you catch her hand with one of yours, support her back with the other, and dip her backward - exactly like a dance move. You hold her low and close, her body arched, your face just a few inches from hers. She smells like grass, sweat, and flowers.<</text>><<player>>Hey, I'm $playername1. Nice to meet you.<</player>><span class="love">Tally Love+20</span><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span><<text>>You say quietly, smiling as you look into her eyes. Tally lets out a soft, surprised gasp that turns into a nervous but genuine laugh. Her auburn hair cascades down, her eyes are wide, and her cheeks are burning. You can feel the warmth of her body through the thin tank top - her breasts rising quickly, her back tense in your hold. She doesn't fight it; she just stares up at you, fascinated and clearly affected.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl3expression to 5>><<girl3>>T-Tally…” she answers breathlessly, smiling. “Nice… very nice to meet you. Just… don't drop me.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>T-Tally…” she answers breathlessly, smiling. “Nice… very nice to meet you. Just… don't drop me.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>T-Tally…” she answers breathlessly, smiling. “Nice… very nice to meet you. Just… don't drop me.<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>Abigail whistles loudly from the side.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>>Holy shit, he's actually dancing with her! Tally, don't faint on us!<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl2>>Holy shit, he's actually dancing with her! Tally, don't faint on us!<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl2>>Holy shit, he's actually dancing with her! Tally, don't faint on us!<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>Raelle shakes her head but smiles too. Alder watches with her hands on her hips, clearly enjoying the show. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==1>>\ <<text>>You keep Tally in that deep, graceful dip a moment longer - her body arched, face inches from yours, her warm breath brushing your skin. You can feel her heart pounding hard against you.<</text>><<player>>Want to learn how to teleport?<</player>><<text>>You ask quietly, with a small smile. Tally looks up at you, eyes wide with excitement and something much warmer.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>Teleportation…? she whispers. Yes… I'd really like that.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>Teleportation…? she whispers. Yes… I'd really like that.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Teleportation…? she whispers. Yes… I'd really like that.<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>You slowly lift her back to her feet but don't let go of her hand. You're standing very close now - hand in hand, almost like a couple about to start dancing. Her fingers tremble slightly in your grip, but she doesn't pull away. The blush spreads down her neck and across her chest, and her tank top, still a little damp from training, clings to her curves.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl3expression to 5>><<girl3>>Okay… she says softly, with a shy smile. Show me.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<set $girl3expression to 5>><<girl3>>Okay… she says softly, with a shy smile. Show me.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>Okay… she says softly, with a shy smile. Show me.<</girl1>><</if>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Tally, don't let him drag you into another dimension!<</girl1>><<else>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>Tally, don't let him drag you into another dimension!<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>Raelle just rolls her eyes but watches with clear interest. Alder nods approvingly but stays quiet, letting the two of you continue. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==2>>\ <<text>>You hold Tally's hand for a moment longer, then gently step behind her. You place your hands on her shoulders - warm, steady, but not forceful. She feels your breath against her ear as you lean in and start whispering instructions.<</text>><<player>>First, the tone… low, then rising, and a quick release at the end - like "shift". In your head, you have to see the exact spot where you want to go. Don't just think there - picture the details: the grass, the flowers, the exact distance.<</player>><<text>>Tally shivers lightly under your hands. Her breathing quickens as she feels you so close. She nods, focused, cheeks burning.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>Okay… I'll try.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>Okay… I'll try.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>Okay… I'll try.<</girl1>><</if>><span class="energy">Your energy -10</span><<text>>She whispers. She takes a deep breath and repeats your instructions out loud - the tone rising, ending with a quick, clean burst. The air around her ripples… And suddenly she's gone. She reappears a few meters away, stumbling slightly, covered in a fresh sheen of sweat like she just finished a sprint. Her eyes are huge with shock and delight.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>I did it! she cries out with a huge, thrilled smile. $playername1, that was… incredible!<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>I did it! she cries out with a huge, thrilled smile. $playername1, that was… incredible!<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>I did it! she cries out with a huge, thrilled smile. $playername1, that was… incredible!<</girl1>><</if>><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+10</span><<text>>Still buzzing with excitement, she steps toward you and grabs both of your hands without thinking.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>Can we do it again? Please? I feel… I feel tingling all over my body!<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>Can we do it again? Please? I feel… I feel tingling all over my body!<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>Can we do it again? Please? I feel… I feel tingling all over my body!<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>Abigail whistles from the side.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>>Well damn, our quiet witch-boy is teaching Red some tricks. Tally, don't fall in love too fast.<</girl1>><<else>><<girl2>>Well damn, our quiet witch-boy is teaching Red some tricks. Tally, don't fall in love too fast.<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>Alder watches the whole scene with clear satisfaction.<</text>><<alder>>Good work, $playerlastname. You've got talent for more than just destruction and healing - you can teach too. Keep going.<</alder>><<text>>Tally stands close to you, her hands still in yours, eyes sparkling. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==3>>\ <<text>>You smile and say<</text>><<player>>Now try to move us together.<</player>><<text>>You gently turn Tally so her back is against your chest and wrap your arms around her from behind. Being taller, your arms drape over her shoulders and across the top of her chest. You try not to let your hands slide too obviously onto her breasts, but you can still feel the warmth of her body, the tension in her muscles, and her quickened breathing. Tally stiffens for a second, then relaxes into your hold, leaning lightly back against you.<</text>><<player>>Just like before, but aim for that tree over there, you whisper low and warm into her ear.<</player>><span class="energy">Your energy -10</span><<text>>Tally swallows hard and nods. Her hair smells like grass and sweat. She begins reciting the seed — her tone rising, her voice trembling with effort and excitement. You feel her magic building, mixing with your presence. The air ripples… And suddenly you both vanish. You reappear much farther away, under one of the distant trees. Tally stumbles hard - the spell clearly took a lot out of her. She's drenched in sweat, her tank top clinging to her body like a second skin, outlining her breasts, waist, and curves. She's breathing heavily, legs shaking slightly, and leans her full weight back against you, her back pressed to your chest.<</text>><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+10</span><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>I… did it… she pants, flashing a wide, tired but happy smile. We moved together. $playername1, that was… incredible. I feel like… my whole body is buzzing.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>I… did it… she pants, flashing a wide, tired but happy smile. We moved together. $playername1, that was… incredible. I feel like… my whole body is buzzing.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>I… did it… she pants, flashing a wide, tired but happy smile. We moved together. $playername1, that was… incredible. I feel like… my whole body is buzzing.<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>Her hand is still gripping yours tightly. You're standing so close that you can feel the heat radiating from her sweaty body and her rapid breathing. The flowers that had bloomed around her earlier are now scattered across the grass at your feet. In the distance, you hear cheers and applause. Tally turns her head to look at you over her shoulder. Her face is very close. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=30>><<set $girl1energy +=30>><<set $girl1love +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==4>><img src="Beltane/story/story18t.jpg" width="100%"><span class="energy">Your energy +30</span><span class="energy">$girl1portret energy +30</span>\ <<text>>You gently turn Tally to face you. One hand stays at her waist, supporting her, while the other rises to cup her cheek, your thumb slowly brushing across her flushed, sweaty skin. You pull her closer until she's pressed flush against your chest, her heart hammering hard against you. Her damp tank top clings to every curve.<</text>><<player>>Rest, you say softly, warmly, looking straight into her eyes. “Pushing too hard with this can kill you from exhaustion. With time and practice you'll learn how to fine-tune the intonation so it's less draining. Those little nuances can't really be taught. It's not math - it's music. Everyone has their own slightly different melody.<</player>><<text>>Tally looks up at you, breathing heavily. Her cheek is burning under your palm. The blush deepens, but her eyes soften with something grateful… and very attractive.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl3expression to 5>><<girl3>>Music… she whispers with a small smile. I like that comparison. It feels like you're… playing me. She bites her lip, realizing how that sounded. I mean… your magic. It's beautiful. And you… I mean… thank you.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<set $girl3expression to 5>><<girl3>>Music… she whispers with a small smile. I like that comparison. It feels like you're… playing me. She bites her lip, realizing how that sounded. I mean… your magic. It's beautiful. And you… I mean… thank you.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>Music… she whispers with a small smile. I like that comparison. It feels like you're… playing me. She bites her lip, realizing how that sounded. I mean… your magic. It's beautiful. And you… I mean… thank you.<</girl1>><</if>><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+10</span><<text>>She doesn't pull away. She stays pressed against you, her hands resting on your chest. Sweaty, tired, but clearly not wanting you to let go. She smells sweet - sweat, flowers, and something warmly feminine. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $girl1love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==5>><img src="Beltane/story/story19t.jpg" width="100%"><span class="love">$girl1portret Love+20</span>\ <<text>>You keep holding Tally close, one arm still wrapped around her waist, the other gently stroking her cheek with your thumb. Her skin is hot and damp with sweat. You look straight into her eyes and say softly, sincerely:<</text>><<player>>Tally, I don't want to scare you, but it feels like I've known you forever. Being this close to you, the way you look at me… it's making me burn up inside. I don't even know how to describe it, but you've completely turned my head.<</player>><<text>>Tally freezes in your arms. Her breath catches for a second. Her eyes go wide and dark, full of surprise and something very warm. The blush spreads down her neck and lower. You feel her hands tighten on your chest.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>$playername1… she whispers, her voice shaky and breathless. I… I feel something strange too. Like you belong here, like we've met before. Those flowers… the way you look at me… She gives a shy smile, but her eyes are sparkling. You turned my head yesterday when I saw you standing in the window. And now… you're holding me and saying things like that. My heart is racing like crazy.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>$playername1… she whispers, her voice shaky and breathless. I… I feel something strange too. Like you belong here, like we've met before. Those flowers… the way you look at me… She gives a shy smile, but her eyes are sparkling. You turned my head yesterday when I saw you standing in the window. And now… you're holding me and saying things like that. My heart is racing like crazy.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>$playername1… she whispers, her voice shaky and breathless. I… I feel something strange too. Like you belong here, like we've met before. Those flowers… the way you look at me… She gives a shy smile, but her eyes are sparkling. You turned my head yesterday when I saw you standing in the window. And now… you're holding me and saying things like that. My heart is racing like crazy.<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>She doesn't pull away. Instead, she presses even closer, resting her forehead against your chin for a moment. Her body feels soft, sweaty, and warm against yours — you can feel every breath she takes. Tally lifts her head and looks up at you. Her lips are so close.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>What now…? she whispers. Because I… I don't want you to let me go. Not yet.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl3>>What now…? she whispers. Because I… I don't want you to let me go. Not yet.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl1>>What now…? she whispers. Because I… I don't want you to let me go. Not yet.<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>You hold her a little longer, gently stroking her cheek and back.<</text>><<player>>I know exactly what you mean, because I don't want to let you go either… I could stay like this with you forever, you say quietly, with a small smile. Listen, I'm sorry, but what I'm feeling right now is impossible to describe… but I think we should get back to training. Rest for a bit, okay? I'll go show your friends how teleportation works.<</player>><<text>>Tally nods, still flushed and clearly affected. She smiles softly and reluctantly takes a small step back, though her hand lingers in yours for another second.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl3>>Okay… she whispers. But later… we'll finish this conversation? Please.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>Okay… she whispers. But later… we'll finish this conversation? Please.<</girl3>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Okay… she whispers. But later… we'll finish this conversation? Please.<</girl1>><</if>><<text>>You teleport back to the training field, appearing right beside Alder, leaving Tally resting under the distant tree. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==6>><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story17a.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<player>>You look at Abigail and ask, Bellweather, you up for it?<</player>><<text>>Abigail stands up and takes off her jacket, leaving only a thin T-shirt then walks over with a wide, confident smirk. Her athletic, curvy figure moves with natural grace, her dark half-pigtails swaying with every step.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>><<set $girl1expression to 3>>Bellweather is always up for it, she says boldly, looking you straight in the eyes. Come on, show me that teleport of yours. Just don't hold me like you held Tally, or I might ot want you to let go.<</girl1>><<else>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>Bellweather is always up for it, she says boldly, looking you straight in the eyes. Come on, show me that teleport of yours. Just don't hold me like you held Tally, or I might ot want you to let go.<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>Raelle sits off to the side with her hands in her pockets, wearing a slight smirk.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>I'm next. Just no flowers, thanks.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>I'm next. Just no flowers, thanks.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl3expression to 3>><<girl3>>I'm last. Just no flowers, thanks.<</girl3>><</if>><<text>>Alder watches from a distance, clearly pleased with how things are unfolding. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $girl2love +=10>><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==7>>\ <<text>>You step behind Abigail just like you did with Tally. You place your hands on her shoulders - feeling the firmer, more athletic muscles beneath them compared to Tally. You lean in and start whispering corrections into her ear - low tone, rising, quick release at the end. Abigail stays focused, but she's very aware of how close you are. Her body tenses, and you can feel the heat coming off her.<</text>><<player>>Yeah… just like that. Picture the exact spot, next to tree. you murmur.<</player>><span class="energy">Your energy -10</span><<text>>Suddenly Abigail vanishes from your hands and reappears a few meters away. She lands hard on her knees, drenched in sweat. Her tank top clings to her full breasts and stomach as she breathes heavily, but she quickly lifts her head with a wide, cocky grin.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>>Fuck… that was intense, she pants, wiping sweat from her forehead. Feels like I just ran a marathon… but I did it!<</girl1>><<else>><<girl2>>Fuck… that was intense, she pants, wiping sweat from her forehead. Feels like I just ran a marathon… but I did it!<</girl2>><</if>><span class="love">$girl2portret Love+10</span> <<text>>She stands up slowly, a little unsteady but proud of herself, and walks back toward you with that signature confident spark in her eyes.<</text>><<player>>The closer you get to the right intonation, the easier and less exhausting the jump will be, you say calmly.<</player>><<text>>Abigail nods, still catching her breath but smiling. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=20>><<set $girl2love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==8>><img src="Beltane/story/story18a.jpg" width="100%">\ <<player>>Want to try jumping together? you ask.<</player>><<text>>Her grin widens, turning more predatory. She steps even closer, almost pressing herself against you.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl1>>Together? Oh, now we're talking… she purrs. Hell yes, I want to. Just hold me tight. I don't like being let go too quickly.<</girl1>><<else>><<girl2>>Together? Oh, now we're talking… she purrs. Hell yes, I want to. Just hold me tight. I don't like being let go too quickly.<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>She stands facing you, eyes challenging. Her body is hot from the effort, uniform clinging to her curves.<</text>><<player>>You tell her, Turn around, Bellweather.<</player>><<text>>Abigail lets out a short, confident laugh and obediently turns, presenting her back to you. The moment she does, you wrap your arms around her from behind - around the upper part of her torso like you did with Tally. This time, though, her full, rounded breasts make your hands land naturally along the sides of them. You feel their warmth, weight, and softness through the thin, sweaty tank top. Abigail freezes for a split second… then lets out a low, sensual laugh.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy -20</span><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>Well well…<</girl1>><<else>><<set $girl2expression to 4>><<girl2>>Well well…<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>Not moving away even an inch. She even arches her chest forward a little, as if testing how clearly you can feel them.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>> Guess my figure doesn't make things easy. Hold on tight, $playerlastname. I like good hands.<</girl1>><<else>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>> Guess my figure doesn't make things easy. Hold on tight, $playerlastname. I like good hands.<</girl2>><</if>><span class="love">$girl2portret Love+20</span> <<text>>You feel how hot, sweaty, and feminine her body is. Her nipples harden slightly, pressing against your fingers. Her hips shift back against you as she takes a breath. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $girl2love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==9>><img src="Beltane/story/story19a.jpg" width="100%">\ <<player>>I've got you. Now repeat the jump, you say, trying to keep your voice steady.<</player>><<text>>Abigail nods, takes a deep breath, and recites the seed. The tone rises, quick release at the end - and suddenly you both vanish. You appear a dozen meters away, right next to Tally. Abigail lands on her feet but staggers hard. You're still holding her from behind, your hands now fully cupping her breasts. She's panting heavily, covered in sweat, but turns her head and gives you a cocky smile over her shoulder.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>Nice to the touch?<</girl1>><<else>><<set $girl2expression to 4>><<girl2>>Nice to the touch? And I could have not put on a bra in the morning.<</girl2>><</if>><span class="love">$girl2portret Love+20</span><<text>>she asks without a hint of shame, more with amusement and clear excitement.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>But the jump was better. I can already feel myself improving.<</girl1>><<else>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>But the jump was better. I can already feel myself improving.<</girl2>><</if>><<text>>She doesn't pull away. Instead, she presses back against you even more, arching slightly. Tally watches from the side, biting her lip.<</text>><<text>>You help a tired Abigail over to the tree and gently sit her down next to Tally.<</text>><<player>>Rest up, you two. I'm going to grab Raelle now. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<set $girl3love +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</player>> <<elseif $fight ==10>><video class="story-video" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story17r.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>You reappear right beside Alder, extend your hand toward Raelle, and crook your finger, inviting her over. Even Raelle isn't completely immune to your charm - she smiles and jumps up eagerly, jogging over with a light step. You teach her teleportation exactly the same way: you step behind her, place your hands on her shoulders, and start whispering intonation corrections into her ear. The process feels intimate — you can feel the warmth of her slim, athletic body, the tense muscles under your fingers, and the scent of her training sweat. Raelle is a little tense at first, muttering something about “way too close teaching,” but she quickly focuses and catches on fast. She makes her first jump - vanishes and reappears a few meters away. She lands cleanly on her feet, only staggering slightly. She's covered in sweat, her tank top clinging to her small breasts and flat stomach, but she looks the least exhausted of the three. She takes a deep breath, wipes her forehead, and turns to you with a surprised but pleased little smirk.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>Shit… it really is less draining than I expected, she says, shaking her head. You've got a good ear for this, $playerlastname.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl1>>Shit… it really is less draining than I expected, she says, shaking her head. You've got a good ear for this, $playerlastname.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>Shit… it really is less draining than I expected, she says, shaking her head. You've got a good ear for this, $playerlastname.<</girl3>><</if>><span class="energy">Your energy -10</span><span class="love">$girl3portret Love+10</span><<text>>You step closer and nod in approval. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==11>><img src="Beltane/story/story18r.jpg" width="100%">\ <<text>>You step closer to Raelle and nod approvingly.<</text>><<player>>I see you got close to the right intonation. Want to try jumping together?<</player>><<text>>Raelle looks at you for a moment, like she's sizing you up, then shrugs. A spark of curiosity - and maybe a bit of challenge - flashes in her eyes.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>Together? Alright… She walks over and turns her back to you. Just no romantic stuff like with Tally and Abigail. Hold me normally.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl1>>Together? Alright… She walks over and turns her back to you. Just no romantic stuff like with Tally and Abigail. Hold me normally.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>Together? Alright… She walks over and turns her back to you. Just no romantic stuff like with Tally and Abigail. Hold me normally.<</girl3>><</if>><<text>>She waits, ready. She's slim but you can feel the strength and tension in her body under your fingers. You step behind Raelle. Before wrapping your arms around her, you lean in close to her ear and say calmly<</text>><<player>>Raelle, you know the voice and throat only trigger the spell, right? The real source is lower. I'm not holding you like this for fun - though I won't lie, it is enjoyable for me - but holding you anywhere else won't work. Remember the first time? I had my hands on your shoulders and you still jumped on your own.<</player>><<text>>Raelle freezes for a second. You feel her body tense slightly at your words. She turns her head a little, looking at you from the corner of her eye with that rebellious but intrigued expression.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>Fine, smartass. I trust you. Just… don't make it too nice, or I might stop calling this training, she mutters with a small smirk.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>Fine, smartass. I trust you. Just… don't make it too nice, or I might stop calling this training, she mutters with a small smirk.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>Fine, smartass. I trust you. Just… don't make it too nice, or I might stop calling this training, she mutters with a small smirk.<</girl3>><</if>><<text>>You wrap your arms around her from behind. Since she's slim and tomboyish, your hands settle naturally on her shoulders and upper chest - without much direct contact with her breasts. You hold her firmly but not too tight. You feel the warmth of her body, the tight muscles, and a light tremor - not from fear, but from excitement and effort. Raelle takes a deep breath. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=20>><<set $girl3love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==12>><img src="Beltane/story/story19r.jpg" width="100%">\ <<set $girl3expression to 3>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>Okay… hold me.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl1>>Okay… hold me.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>Okay… hold me.<</girl3>><</if>><span class="energy">Your energy -20</span><<text>>She casts the seed - tone rising, quick release at the end. The air ripples and you both vanish. You appear a few meters away. Raelle lands on her feet but staggers slightly and leans back against you for a second. She's sweaty, her tank top clinging to her body, but she looks composed.<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 5>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>Fuck… jumping together hits harder, she pants, turning to face you. But I feel like I have better control already.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl1>>Fuck… jumping together hits harder, she pants, turning to face you. But I feel like I have better control already.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>Fuck… jumping together hits harder, she pants, turning to face you. But I feel like I have better control already.<</girl3>><</if>><span class="love">$girl3portret Love+20</span><<text>>You gently guide Raelle over and sit her down on the grass next to Tally and Abigail. All three are sweaty, flushed, and clearly excited, but tired.<</text>><<player>>Jesus, girls, you're unstoppable, you say with a small smile, shaking your head. Rest. Seriously, rest.<</player>><<text>>Raelle sits with a sigh, wiping sweat from her forehead.<</text>><<if $girl1portret == "Abigail">><<girl2>>Yeah… you're right. One more and I'm done, she mutters, but smiles to herself.<</girl2>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Raelle">><<girl1>>Yeah… you're right. One more and I'm done, she mutters, but smiles to herself.<</girl1>><<elseif $girl1portret == "Tally">><<girl3>>Yeah… you're right. One more and I'm done, she mutters, but smiles to herself.<</girl3>><</if>><<text>>Abigail laughs loudly, stretching her arms and making her full breasts strain even more against the wet tank top.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 5>><<girl2>>You're spoiling us, $playerlastname. But fine, we'll rest… for now.<</girl2>><<text>>You sit on the grass beside them. All three look at you - sweaty, flushed, and clearly interested. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==13>>\ <<player>>I'll be honest - teaching you three is a real pleasure, you say openly.<</player>><<text>>Abigail shows Tally signaling that it is about squeezing breasts. Tally's eyes go wide and she blushes even harder.<</text>><<player>>Just don't try teleport on your own until I say so. When I was touching you, I was feeding you some of my power. Otherwise one jump could have landed you in the infirmary.<</player>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>Seriously…? she whispers. That's why I felt… like energy was flowing, but not just mine. Thank you… for protecting me.<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail leans back on her elbows, her generous chest rising with every breath, and grins widely.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>Oh wow. So you weren't just grope us... i mean cuddling us - you were charging us up like batteries? she says with a mischievous spark in her eye. That explains why I didn't collapse after the first jump. Clever, $playerlastname. And… pretty damn nice.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle sits with her legs stretched out, wiping sweat from the back of her neck. She looks at you with a slight smirk.<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 2>><<girl3>>Good job. I hate feeling weak. Thanks for the warning… and the energy.<</girl3>><<text>>Tally sits close to you, her knee lightly touching your thigh. She looks at you with gratitude and something more.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 2>><<girl1>>$playername1… thank you. Really. I feel… safer with you.<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail and Raelle exchange glances but stay quiet, giving you space. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==14>><img src="Beltane/story/story20a.jpg" width="100%">\ <<text>>The four of you sit on the grass, the sun warming you, the atmosphere relaxed. You can't learn this all at once. At the same time, your leg gently, almost imperceptibly brushes against Tally's knee. You feel the warmth of her skin. Tally shivers lightly and looks down, but she doesn't pull her leg away. Instead, she shifts it a little closer. Her cheeks grow even redder and a shy smile appears on her lips. She softly returns the movement, brushing her leg against yours. Abigail notices and lets out a quiet laugh. Tally looks at you from the side, her knee still gently rubbing against yours. Her voice is quiet but warm:<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>$playername1… will you stay with us a little longer? Even without jumping. Just… sit with us.<</girl1>><<player>>I'd love to stay with you, you reply. Girls, how about one last paired jump for today? I'll give you more power this time so you can handle it. Who's first?<</player>><<text>>Abigail stands up first.<</text>><<girl2>>Me first. Give me that power of yours, $playerlastname. I want to feel what you can really do.<</girl2>><<text>>You step behind her. You hold her tighter than before - your hands sliding lower, fully cupping her generous breasts. Your fingers sink into the soft, warm, sweaty flesh. You feel her nipples harden under the thin bra and tank top, her breathing quickening. Abigail lets out a low, throaty hum - she doesn't protest. If anything, she arches into your hands a little.<</text>><<girl2>>You can squeeze them, I don't mind, she murmurs approvingly. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=40>><<set $girl2love +=20>><<set $girl3love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl2>> <<elseif $fight ==15>><<set $bgdark =0.2>>\ <span class="energy">Your energy -20</span><<text>>You feed her a lot more power. You jump together. You land a few meters away. Abigail staggers but you hold her firmly from behind - your hands still on her breasts. She's breathing hard, drenched in sweat, nipples clearly stiff. She turns her head and looks at you over her shoulder with a fiery glint in her eye.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 4>><<girl2>>Fuck… that was intense, she gasps, not moving away. I felt you go really deep… I almost… She suddenly stops.<</girl2>><span class="love">$girl2portret Love+20</span> <<text>>Abigail slowly turns in your arms, standing very close. Her breasts press against your chest. You guide her, still trembling, back to the others and sit her down. Raelle suddenly stands up before Tally can, wearing a slightly rebellious smirk.<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 1>><<girl3>>My turn. Don't think you two have a monopoly.<</girl3>><<text>>You step behind her and wrap your arms around her from behind. You channel much more power into her this time. Your forearms press against her small but firm breasts. You feel her nipples harden into tight little points, pushing into your skin. Raelle gasps softly, her body trembling. Her breathing gets faster, hips shifting slightly.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy -20</span><<set $girl3expression to 4>><<girl3>>Fuck… what are you doing to me… she mutters breathlessly, but doesn't pull away.<</girl3>><<text>>You jump together. When you land, Raelle shakes hard in your arms - she just came. Her legs buckle, a quiet, muffled moan escapes her lips. She's completely drenched in sweat, eyes glazed over. You hold her steady and gently walk her back, sitting her down next to Tally. Raelle drops heavily onto the grass, breathing unevenly, with a slightly dazed smile.<</text>><span class="love">$girl3portret Love+20</span><<girl3>>You… bastard… she mumbles, but there's no anger in it. Next time warn me. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl3>> <<elseif $fight ==16>><img src="Beltane/story/story18t.jpg" width="100%">\ <<text>>You extend your hand to Tally.<</text>><<player>>How about it? You still up for it?<</player>><<text>>Tally looks at you with wide eyes - she saw what happened to Raelle. She blushes deeply but stands up and takes your hand. Her fingers are trembling.<</text>><<girl1>>I… yes, she whispers, stepping close. I want to try… with you.<</girl1>><span class="energy">Your energy +20</span><<text>>You stand facing each other. Abigail and Raelle sit side by side, watching with a mix of amusement and excitement. You wrap your arms around Tally from behind, strong and decisive. You don't hold back - your hands settle directly over her breasts, fingers sinking into the soft, warm curves. You feel her nipples instantly harden and stiffen, pressing firmly into your palms. You pull her tight against you, her back flush to your chest. Tally lets out a quiet, choked moan. She trembles all over.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>“$playername1…” she gasps, but doesn't resist. Instead, she leans fully into you.<</girl1>><span class="energy">Your energy -20</span><<text>>You pour power into her - deep and strong. Her breathing becomes ragged, her hips starting to move slightly in your grip. She's right on the edge. With a shaky voice she casts the seed and you jump. You land a few meters away. Tally comes hard - her whole body stiffens, legs buckling, a long, quiet moan escaping her lips. You hold her up, supporting her firmly, feeling her pulse and shake in your arms. You gently carry her back to the others and lay her down on the grass beside Abigail and Raelle. Tally lies there for a moment, breathing hard, eyes closed, cheeks deep crimson with embarrassment and pleasure. Her body is still trembling from the orgasm, her tank top completely soaked. Abigail grins widely.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>Damn… Tally just got the full package.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle shakes her head but smiles too.<</text>><<girl1>>You really don't hold back with that power…<</girl1>><<text>>You sit down next to them and say calmly,<</text>><<player>>Alright, that's enough training for today. When you catch your breath, maybe tell me something about yourselves.<</player>><<text>>Tally slowly opens her eyes and looks at you with a mix of intense embarrassment and desire. She sits up carefully, pulling her knees to her chest.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>I… I've never… not that strongly… she whispers, blushing even harder. $playername1… that was… too much. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==17>><<set $bgdark =0.3>>\ <<text>>Raelle looks at you with respect.<</text>><<player>>Will you tell me something about yourself?<</player>><<girl1>>Okay… so what do you want to know about us?<</girl1>><<text>>You gently wrap your arms around Tally, holding her close and pulling her against your chest. She snuggles into you, still trembling slightly from her orgasm. Her sweaty body is warm, her breathing uneven, but she's clearly relaxed in your embrace.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy +20</span><<player>>Pretty much anything, you say softly, stroking her back. So far I only know your names.<</player>><<text>>Tally lifts her head and looks at you up close. Her eyes are still a little hazy, cheeks flushed, but she gives you a shy, grateful smile.<</text>><<girl1>>I'm Tally Craven, she whispers, still lightly shivering. From a matrifocal community near Sacramento. My mom didn't want me to join the army… all my aunts died in action. But I believe this is my duty. I'm… a seer. Sometimes I see things. And… I really like flowers,” she adds, blushing even deeper.<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail, leaning on her elbow beside you, grins.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>Abigail Bellweather. From a big, old witch family. My mother is a general. I'm here because it's my legacy. I like winning. I like… dominating, she winks at you. And I'm good at it.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle sighs but smiles.<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 3>><<girl3>>Raelle Collar. From the Chippewa Cession. My mother was a healer and she died. I don't buy into all the military glory stuff… but I'm good at healing. And I don't like being told what to do. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=40>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl3>> <<elseif $fight ==18>><img src="Beltane/story/story21.jpg">\ <<text>>Tally stays nestled against you, her head on your chest, her hand resting over your heart. She eventually can't hold back anymore. She lifts her head and gently, shyly brushes her lips against your cheek - a quick, warm kiss. Then she hides her face in your neck, blushing to her ears.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy +40</span><<girl1>>Sorry… she whispers. I couldn't stop myself.<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail bursts out laughing.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>And there it goes. Tally just lost her kiss virginity.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle shakes her head but smiles. Tally suddenly rises and kisses you on the lips - shy at first, then with growing passion. Her lips are soft, hot, and trembling. You taste salt from sweat and something sweet. Her hand grips your shirt tightly while her other arm wraps around your neck. She kisses you deeper, letting out a soft sigh, like she's been waiting for this. After a long moment she pulls back, breathing hard, eyes bright with a mix of shame and desire. Her forehead rests against yours.<</text>><<girl1>>Sorry… I couldn't hold back anymore, she whispers with a shy smile. I just… had to.<</girl1>><<text>>You gently stroke her hair, fingers running through her auburn strands. She snuggles even closer, hiding her face in your neck.<</text>><<player>>Don't apologize, you whisper in her ear. Because you're making my dreams come true. I've wanted to kiss you since yesterday, when I saw you coming back from training. I'm just… a little shy.<</player>><<text>>Tally lifts her head. Her eyes are huge and sparkling. She smiles shyly but happily and kisses you again - shorter this time, sweet.<</text>><<girl1>>Me too… since yesterday, she whispers. When you were standing in the window. You looked like you came from another world. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy -=10>><<set $girl2love +=10>><<set $girl3love +=20>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==19>><<set $bgdark =0.4>>\ <<text>>Abigail watches the two of you and laughs, but it's warmer this time, without any mockery.<</text>><<girl2>>Holy shit… this is too damn cute. A ripped, handsome, insanely powerful witch who can tear the ground open for 200 meters… and he's shy and this is his first kiss? She shakes her head in amusement. Bellweather Unit is lucky today. Alright, I won't laugh. It's way too adorable.<</girl2>><<text>>Abigail leans in closer with that cocky grin of hers. You take the moment and lightly touch her arm, sending a strong, targeted wave of power into her - exactly like what Tally and Raelle felt earlier. Abigail freezes. Her eyes widen, mouth falling open in a silent moan. Her whole body stiffens, then curls hard as the orgasm hits her - hips shaking, legs clamping together, sweaty breasts heaving. A low, throaty moan escapes her. It lasts for several long seconds before she collapses onto the grass, breathing heavily, eyes wide.<</text>><span class="energy">Your energy -10</span><span class="love">$girl2portret Love+10</span> <<set $girl2expression to 4>><<girl2>>Fuck… you… son of a bitch… she gasps, a mix of shock, pleasure, and admiration in her voice. You just gave me the full thing… without even jumping…<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle bursts out laughing while Tally watches with wide eyes, blushing even harder, but she doesn't pull away from you. The sun is slowly setting. The sky turns orange-purple, the temperature drops, and a light breeze brings a chill. Raelle, who had been sitting a little apart, scoots closer. Almost shyly, she snuggles up to Tally from the other side and rests her head on her shoulder. Tally doesn't protest - she even wraps an arm around Raelle, creating a small, warm huddle. Abigail lies stretched out on the grass, still recovering from your “dose,” but smiling lazily.<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 1>><<girl3>>It's getting cold… she murmurs. But nice. Really nice.<</girl3>><<text>>Tally looks at you up close, her breath warm on your neck. A moment later Raelle grabs the sleeve of the arm you have around Tally and gently but firmly tugs so you wrap it around her too. She snuggles into you. Tally is on one side, Raelle on the other - both warm and sweaty from training, pressed against you. Abigail, still lying off to the side for a moment, watches with obvious jealousy. Finally she gets up, walks over, and without a word squeezes herself into the group - lying down beside you and resting her head on your chest, on the other side from Tally.<</text>><span class="love">$girl3portret Love+20</span><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>No way you're leaving me out, she mutters in fake outrage, but her voice is full of satisfaction. If you're handing out hugs and power, it's only fair for everyone. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $girl3love +=10>><<set $girl2love +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl2>> <<elseif $fight ==20>>\ <<text>>You feel the warmth of their bodies pressed tightly against you, their quickened breathing, and the soft pressure of their breasts. Twilight is falling, the air growing cooler, but your little group is hot and snug. Tally brushes her lips against your cheek.<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 3>><<girl3>>Not a bad way to spend the evening…<</girl3>><<player>>To be honest, I don't know about you girls, but I feel like I'm in heaven. If I told my brothers back home about this, they'd never believe I was cuddling with three beautiful witches at once.<</player>><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span><<text>>You turn slightly toward Tally until your mouths are just centimeters apart.<</text>><<player>>Comfortable? you ask softly. I hope you're not cold.<</player>><<text>>At the same time, you begin sending them a very gentle, subtle wave of power - a warm, pulsing energy that teases their nipples and clits with a pleasant, continuous tingling and spreading heat. Tally lets out a soft, shaky sigh and presses even closer, her hardened nipples rubbing against your chest. She kisses you gently at first, almost shyly, but with growing passion. Raelle, on her other side, lets out a low throaty sound and grinds her hips harder against your thigh, her breathing quickening. Abigail sighs louder on the other side and rubs her breasts against both of you.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 4>><<girl2>>Fuck… you're doing it again… she gasps with a smile. Don't stop…<</girl2>><span class="love">$girl2portret Love+10</span><span class="love">$girl3portret Love+10</span> <<text>>All three press themselves tighter against you, their bodies hot, sweaty, and trembling from the subtle magic. Tally kisses you deeper, Raelle lifts up and brushes her lips along your neck, and Abigail slides a hand onto your stomach. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $girl2energy +=30>><<set $girl3love +=10>><<set $girl3energy +=30>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==21>><<set $bgdark =0.5>>\ <<text>>You wrap your arms tighter around all three of them as they squirm and writhe against you from the quiet, building pleasure. Your magic flows subtly but intensely - warm waves teasing their nipples and clits. You can feel their bodies reacting: the trembling, the faster breathing, the way they keep pressing and rubbing against you. You kiss Tally deeper - her lips soft and burning hot, her tongue shyly meeting yours. She moans quietly into your mouth, pressing her breasts harder against your chest. Abigail's hand slowly slides lower down your stomach, her fingers hooking under the waistband of your pants, brushing the skin just below it. Raelle, on the other side, grows bolder - her hand slips under your shirt, stroking your abs and chest, while her lips trail along your neck and ear. Abigail notices and lets out a breathless laugh between kisses on your neck.<</text>><span class="energy">$girl2portret energy +30</span><span class="energy">$girl3portret energy +30</span><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>Well well… Raelle's really opening up. Maybe you are bi after all?<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle just growls something incoherent and bites down harder on your skin, not stopping. Tally pulls back from the kiss for a moment, panting, her eyes glazed over.<</text>><span class="love">$girl3portret Love+10</span> <<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>$playername1… this is… too much… and too good…<</girl1>><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span><<text>>You kiss Tally - deeper, hotter, with growing passion. Her lips are soft and eager, her tongue tangling with yours as sweet, quiet moans slip from her throat. You hold her tightly, one hand pressed to her back, the other cradling the back of her neck. The girls feel your magic growing stronger - warm, pulsing waves teasing their nipples and clits more intensely. They're getting bolder by the second. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==22>>\ <<text>>Tally trembles in your arms, kissing you greedily, rubbing her breasts against your chest. Her hand slips under your shirt, stroking your stomach. Abigail, on the other side, is the boldest - her hand slides lower, fingers brushing and slowly massaging your cock through your pants with confident strokes. Her other hand squeezes Tally's breast, teasing her nipple.<<set $girl2expression to 4>><</text>><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span><<girl2>>I like it tight… Abigail breathes huskily, biting your neck.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle grows braver than you expected - she kisses your neck, slips her hand under your shirt and scratches her nails down your back. Her hips grind rhythmically against your thigh. All three of them writhe against you, sweaty, hot, and quietly moaning. Your magic has them right on the edge - bodies tense, breathing ragged. Tally pulls back from the kiss for a second, panting.<</text>><<girl1>>$playername1… I'm… I'm so close…<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail lets out a throaty laugh.<</text>><<girl2>>Don't stop now…<</girl2>><<text>>The girls instinctively feel it too - the better it feels, the stronger your magic gets, feeding even more pleasure back into them. It creates a beautiful, closed loop of ecstasy. You lean into Tally's ear and whisper almost shyly<</text>><<player>>Can I touch you?<</player>><<text>>Tally freezes for a moment, then nods eagerly, blushing all the way to her ears. Her breathing is fast and hot.<</text>><<girl1>>Yes… she whispers shakily. Please… touch me, $playername1.<</girl1>><<text>>Her legs part slightly, inviting you. She kisses you again, even deeper this time. Abigail smiles predatorily from the other side and whispers into your other ear<</text>><<girl2>>You can touch me anywhere… don't hold back.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle just bites your neck harder and presses her hips against you, giving her silent permission. All three of them are ready - sweaty, trembling, waiting for your move. Your hand slowly slides down Tally's body… <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $playerenergy +=10>><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==23>><<set $bgdark =0.6>>\ <<text>>Your hand slides slowly, gently but confidently down Tally's body - brushing over her stomach and hip before slipping under her pants and panties. The moment your fingers touch her wet, burning clit, Tally lets out a long, trembling moan straight into your mouth and grinds her hips harder against your hand. At the same time, the other girls grow even bolder. Abigail doesn't hesitate - she slides her hand into your pants and wraps her fingers around your hard cock, stroking it with firm, sure movements. Her other hand squeezes Tally's breast, teasing her nipple. Raelle, on the other side, becomes braver than you expected - her hand slips into your pants too, joining Abigail's. All three of them writhe against you, moaning softly. Tally is the loudest - trembling, grinding against your fingers, soaking wet and scorching hot. Abigail strokes you with steady rhythm, Raelle kisses and touches everywhere she can reach.<</text>><<girl1>>$playername1… don't stop… Tally gasps between kisses.<</girl1>><span class="energy">Your energy +10</span><<text>>Abigail lets out a throaty laugh.<</text>><<girl2>>Oh yeah… just like that…<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle only growls and bites your skin harder. The four of you are tangled in a hot, sweaty, pulsing mess on the grass among the glowing flowers. Raelle and Abigail pleasure you with increasing hunger and passion - their hands bold, hot, and greedy. Abigail strokes your hard cock with confident, rhythmic movements, squeezing it firmly like she wants to milk every drop of pleasure from you. Raelle kisses your neck from behind, gently biting your skin, while her fingers roam over your stomach and lower, teasing and stroking. You keep kissing Tally - deep and hungry, tongues tangled, while your fingers move in faster, wet circles on her clit and slide inside her. Tally moans into your mouth, her hips shaking, her whole body writhing. All three of them are right on the edge. Tally trembles the hardest - her breathing broken, body strung tight like a bow.<</text>><<girl1>>$playername1… I'm… I'm gonna… she begs breathlessly against your lips.<</girl1>><<girl2>>Abigail pants into your ear, Fuck… me too… don't stop…<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle only lets out a low, throaty moan and presses harder against your back, shaking. You can feel all three of them just seconds away from coming - bodies hot, wet, and pulsing, waiting for your next move. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==24>><<set $bgdark =0.7>>\ <<text>>You all come together. Your orgasm hits hard and deep - a powerful wave of heat surging through your entire body. At the exact same moment, your magic explodes outward and rushes back into them, amplified. Tally comes first. Her whole body stiffens, eyes rolling back as a long, high-pitched moan tears from her throat. She shakes violently for long seconds, legs buckling beneath her while her soaking pussy clenches hard around your fingers. Abigail growls deep in her throat and follows right after - her curvy body arching like a bow, breasts trembling, hips jerking. The convulsions are so strong she nearly slips off you, moaning your name loudly. Raelle behind you lets out a muffled but intense cry and comes the hardest - her slim body shuddering violently, nails digging into your skin as she bites down on your shoulder to keep from screaming. All three of them stay locked in a long, powerful, extended orgasm for almost half a minute - writhing, shaking, moaning as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over them, intensified by your magic. Their bodies are burning hot, drenched, and pressed tight against you from every side. When they finally collapse, they lie on top of you and beside you - panting, trembling, eyes glazed and wearing dazed, blissful smiles. Tally buries her face in your neck, whispering almost inaudibly<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>$playername1… that was… the strongest I've ever felt in my life…<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail laughs weakly, still shivering.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>You… are dangerous… in the best fucking way possible.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle just murmurs contentedly and presses herself even tighter against your back. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==25>><<set $bgdark =0.0>><<set $gamebg = "room.jpg">>\ <<text>>Abigail props herself up on one elbow, still flushed and relaxed from her orgasm.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>It's getting late. Time to head back to the quarters. She gives you a lazy smile. We're the Bellweather Unit - we share one big room. Three beds… but one of them is always open for you. Or we can just push them together if you want.<</girl2>><<text>>Tally blushes even deeper but doesn't say a word in protest. All three of them are much more open and relaxed now, their touches lazy and lingering as they brush their fingers over you, smiling softly. You all get up slowly, staying close to each other. The walk back to the cadet quarters feels warm and intimate, your hands intertwined. Tally holds your hand the entire way, squeezing it gently. Abigail and Raelle walk on either side of you, tossing in playful little comments. When you finally step into their shared room - a spacious space with three beds and a private bathroom - Tally squeezes your hand tighter.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 3>><<girl1>>Will you stay? she asks softly, looking up into your eyes. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==26>>\ <<player>>Of course I'm staying. Just give me a minute - I need to shower. Bathroom is over there?<</player>><<text>>The girls nod and point to the door. Abigail smirks.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>Fair warning - Raelle broke the door a while back and it doesn't close properly anymore. It always stays cracked open a few inches. I promise we'll try not to peek… much.<</girl2>><<text>>You step into the bathroom and under the hot spray. The water runs down your body, but you're still rock hard, your cock throbbing visibly. Through the cracked door, the girls have a perfect view from where they're sitting on the bottom bunk. They don't even try to hide that they're watching. When you come out a few minutes later with just a towel wrapped low around your hips, all three of them are sitting on the bottom bunk, staring openly. Tally is blushing hard, Abigail is grinning with a predatory little smile in just her underwear, and Raelle raises an eyebrow but keeps looking too. You sit down on the single bed on the left side of the room. Tally stands up, slowly stripping as she walks toward the bathroom. She peels off her tank top, then her pants, leaving only simple black panties. She steps into the shower, leaving the door cracked open just like before. Abigail immediately moves over to you. She swings a leg over and straddles your lap, her curvy, almost-naked body pressing against yours. Her hands glide over your chest and shoulders, feeling your muscles.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>This is my bed, she murmurs with a smirk, fingers tracing your abs. But I'm happy to share… very happily.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle sits watching the two of you with a small smile as she slowly strips down to her underwear. From the bathroom comes the sound of the running shower and the hazy silhouette of Tally behind the steam. The whole room feels thick with heat and anticipation. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==27>>\ <<text>>You look at Abigail, still straddling your lap, and ask,<</text>><<player>>Abigail… you do know I'm here with Tally, right?<</player>><<text>>Abigail doesn't answer right away. She just leans in closer, brushing her lips against your collarbone while her hands lazily stroke your shoulders, chest, and abs. Her heavy, round breasts strain against her bra.<</text>><<player>>You repeat, a little firmer, Abigail, you know I'm here with Tally?<</player>><<text>>She smiles predatorily and finally answers, whispering right against your ear,<</text>><<girl2>>I know…<</girl2>><<text>> Her fingers slide lower, hooking under the edge of your towel.<</text>><<girl2>>But back on the grass, when my hand was in your pants stroking you, you didn't exactly complain. You seemed to enjoy it a lot.<</girl2>><<text>>Her hips roll slowly against you, grinding through the towel. At that moment, Tally steps out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel, her hair wet and skin flushed. She sees Abigail on top of you and blushes, but she doesn't look jealous - more intrigued and turned on.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 1>><<girl1>>Abigail… she says softly, without any anger.<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail chuckles and finally climbs off you, but not before giving your cock one last teasing stroke through the towel.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>Relax, Red. I'm just messing around. She grins. Besides, I need to shower too.<</girl2>><<text>>Tally walks over and stands between your legs. The towel barely covers her body. She looks at you shyly but with clear desire. You take her hand, but right then something soft and warm smacks you right in the face - Abigail's black lace bra, still warm from her body. Abigail bursts out laughing, covering her mouth. <</text>><<girl2>>Shit, sorry! I didn't mean to throw it that hard… but when I start stripping, I go all in.<</girl2>><<text>>She peels off the rest of her underwear without any shame and heads into the shower, leaving the door cracked open. Her curvy, naked silhouette is clearly visible under the running water. Tally blushes hard but smiles and squeezes your hand tighter.<</text>><<girl1>>Can you wait until all three of us are clean? she asks softly, giving you a pleading look. I want… to be clean for you.<</girl1>><<text>>Raelle gets up from the top bunk, walks over to the light switch, and turns off the main lights. The room sinks into a soft, warm half-darkness, lit only by the orange glow of the lanterns outside the window. Everything is still perfectly visible - the shapes of bodies, wet skin, every movement. Raelle slowly strips out of her underwear and walks into the bathroom to join Abigail. The door stays cracked open - you can hear the shower running and the quiet laughter of both girls. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==28>>\ <<text>>Tally stands right in front of you, still wrapped in her towel. She steps closer between your legs and rests her hands on your shoulders.<</text>><<girl1>>They'll be back soon… she whispers. Do you want me to keep the towel on… or can I take it off right now?<</girl1>><<text>>Her eyes sparkle in the dim light. The room smells like the girls, soap, and pure arousal. You reach for her towel and gently tug it loose. It slides slowly down her body and pools at her feet. Tally stands completely naked in front of you - tall, graceful, with her long auburn hair cascading over her shoulders. Her breasts are full and firm, nipples stiff, skin flushed pink, and between her thighs you can clearly see her glistening wetness. She gives you a shy but brave smile. Then she reaches down, pulls your towel open, and lets it fall away. Your hard, throbbing cock springs free. Tally stares at it with a mix of fascination and raw desire. Just then, you hear the girls in the bathroom turn off the water. They're laughing softly, drying themselves, but they haven't come out yet. Tally gently pushes you back onto Abigail's bed. You lie down as she climbs on top of you, straddling your hips. Your hard cock presses right against her hot, dripping pussy.<</text>><<girl1>>I can wait…<</girl1>><<text>> she whispers, leaning over you. Her hair falls around your faces like a curtain.<</text>><<girl1>>But I don't want to.<</girl1>><<text>>She kisses you deeply, slowly rolling her hips and teasing the head of your cock with her slick folds. Tally looks straight into your eyes, smiling with a trembling but happy smile, and slowly sinks down onto you. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==29>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story22t.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Tally is still slowly sinking down onto you when the bathroom door swings open wider. Raelle steps out first - completely naked, slim and toned, with wet short hair. Right behind her comes Abigail - curvy and full, heavy breasts swaying, wet hair clinging to her shoulders. Both of them smile and climb onto the bed without a word. Raelle settles on one side of you, Abigail on the other. Their warm, bare bodies press against you and Tally.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>Now?<</girl2>><<text>> Abigail murmurs, her fingers tracing your chest and Tally's hip.<</text>><<girl2>>Good. We'll stay close.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle kisses your neck and shoulder while her hand gently strokes Tally's thigh. Tally, still on top of you, trembles with excitement. Inch by inch, she lowers herself onto your hard, throbbing cock. She lets out a soft moan as you stretch and fill her - so tight, hot, and soaking wet. Her eyes glaze over.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>$playername1… you're inside me… she whispers shakily.<</girl1>><<text>>She starts rolling her hips slowly, and you feel her pussy clenching tightly around you. Abigail and Raelle aren't just watching. Abigail kisses down your chest and sucks on Tally's nipple. Raelle kisses the back of your neck and reaches between your legs to gently massage your balls. The room fills with quiet moans, heavy breathing, and the wet sounds of bodies moving together. Tally leans down and kisses you deeply, riding you faster now.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>I love this… she breathes between kisses. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==30>>\ <<text>>You're lost in pure ecstasy. Tally rides you faster and faster, her tight, scorching pussy clenching around your cock in rhythmic pulses. You can feel her shaking, right on the edge. Right then you notice Abigail lean in and whisper something into Tally's ear<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 4>><<girl2>>Can I go after you?<</girl2>><<text>>Tally tightens around you almost violently and lets out a long, choked moan. Her pussy spasms hard as she cums, flooding you with her hot wetness. Raelle kisses down your neck and brings your hand between her legs. She's soaked and burning hot, her clit hard under your fingers. You slide two fingers inside her easily and she moans into your mouth as you start fucking her with them. Abigail sucks on Tally's nipple while her hand massages your balls and the base of your cock, all while Tally keeps riding you through her orgasm, already building toward another one. The room is filled with moans, wet sounds, and the thick scent of sex. Tally leans down, kissing you deeply, her whole body trembling.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 4>><<girl1>>$playername1… you're incredible… she whispers.<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail lifts her head and looks at you with pure hunger.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>My turn soon…?<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle just moans and grinds harder against your hand.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>You wanna cum inside our little redhead?<</girl2>><<text>>Abigail breathes hotly into your ear. Tally lets out a long, shaky moan and starts riding you harder, taking you deeper with every thrust.<</text>><<girl1>>Yes… inside me… please… she begs.<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail rises up and presses her heavy, full breasts right into your face. You suck and gently bite her nipples while she moans loudly. Raelle leans toward Tally's ear and whispers something urgent - barely audible<</text>><<set $girl3expression to 4>><<girl3>>Can I go after too?<</girl3>><<text>>Tally nods frantically, still riding you without missing a beat. You feel yourself right on the edge. Tally cums first - clenching around you like a vice, her whole body shaking as her pussy pulses and gushes over you. That's all it takes. You thrust up deep and cum hard inside her, pumping thick, hot spurts of cum deep into her pussy. Tally cries out in pure bliss, trembling through an even stronger orgasm. Abigail and Raelle moan with you, touching you both, drawing out every second of pleasure. Tally collapses onto your chest, panting hard, your cock still buried deep inside her.<</text>><<set $girl1expression to 5>><<girl1>>$playername1… I can feel you… all of you… she whispers happily. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</girl1>> <<elseif $fight ==31>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story22r.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Tally kisses you deeply and passionately, then slowly lifts herself off you with a soft, reluctant moan. You feel your cum leaking out of her as she slides down. She moves between you and Abigail, making space for Raelle. She grabs your still-hard, throbbing cock - slick with her juices and your release - and holds it upright.<</text>><<girl1>>Sisters get a turn too?<</girl1>><<text>>Tally asks breathlessly, looking into your eyes with a hot little smile. You nod. Raelle, eyes gleaming with excitement, swings her leg over and sinks down onto you slowly. Her tight, burning-hot pussy stretches around your cock inch by inch. She lets out a throaty groan as you fill her completely.<</text>><<girl3>>Fuck… you're so thick…<</girl3>><<text>>she gasps, starting to roll her hips. Abigail leans in from the side, kissing your chest and sucking on your nipple, while Tally leans over and kisses Raelle, her fingers circling Raelle's clit at the same time. Raelle rides you harder and faster, her small, perky breasts bouncing, biting her lip as she stares down at you.<</text>><<girl3>> $playername1… fuck me… she moans.<</girl3>><<text>>Abigail, still touching both of you, lets out a breathless, amused laugh.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>Shit… you're the first guy for both Raelle and Tally… and in the same night,<</girl2>><<text>> she says, massaging Tally's breasts and your balls. <</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>I thought Raelle only liked girls. And here she is… moaning on your cock like she's in heat.<</girl2>><<text>>Raelle doesn't deny it. She just rides you even harder, her pussy clenching tight around your shaft as she moans louder. Tally leans over you, her hair falling across your face.<</text>><<player>>Kiss me Tally.<</player>><<text>>Tally doesn't hesitate. She kisses you deeply, hungrily, her tongue tangling with yours while Raelle's moans vibrate between you. Raelle speeds up, nails digging into your chest. She cums hard - body convulsing, pussy pulsing and gushing over you. She moans straight into your mouth through Tally's kiss. Abigail chuckles low and throaty.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>>My turn… soon.<</girl2>><<text>>Tally keeps kissing you passionately. Raelle stays on top of you, still trembling through the aftershocks of her orgasm. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==32>><video width="800" height="400" autoplay muted loop><source src="beltane/story/story22a.webm" type="video/webm"></video>\ <<text>>Raelle and Abigail switch places smoothly, almost without breaking rhythm. Raelle slides off you with a soft, satisfied moan. Abigail immediately climbs on top, her curvy, full body pressing down onto yours. Her heavy breasts sway right above your face as her hot, dripping pussy rubs against your cock.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 4>><<girl2>>Oh fuck yes…<</girl2>><<text>>Abigail growls with a predatory grin and sinks down onto you in one hard thrust. Her pussy is tight but incredibly wet and scorching hot. She moans loudly as you fill her completely and starts riding you hard and steady - hips slamming down like a piston, breasts bouncing heavily. Raelle lies down beside Tally and starts kissing her deeply while sliding her fingers between Tally's legs. Tally keeps kissing you, stroking your chest and neck, whispering between kisses:<</text>><<girl1>>I love watching you fuck them…<</girl1>><<text>>Abigail rides you faster, her pussy clenching tight, her hard nipples dragging across your face.<</text>><<girl2>>Fuck me harder, Cadet $playerlastname…<</girl2>><<text>> she demands breathlessly.<</text>><<player>>I'm gonna cum again…<</player>><<text>>you groan, feeling the pressure building fast. Abigail picks up the pace, slamming her round hips down against you, her pussy gripping your cock like a hot vice.<</text>><<set $girl2expression to 3>><<girl2>> Give it to me… fill me up,<</girl2>><<text>> she gasps, leaning down to kiss you hard. Tally and Raelle stay right there with you - Tally kissing your neck and playing with Abigail's breasts, Raelle massaging your balls and kissing along your throat. You feel the orgasm surging through you like a tidal wave. You cum deep inside Abigail - thick, hot spurts flooding her completely. Abigail cums with you, crying out loud as her whole body shakes violently, her pussy pulsing and milking every last drop from you. Tally and Raelle moan along with you, touching both of you, drawing out the pleasure. Abigail collapses onto your chest, panting hard, your cock still buried deep inside her. <</text>><<set $girl2expression to 2>><<girl2>>Fuck… I felt every single shot…<</girl2>><<text>> she gasps with a wide, satisfied smile. Tally kisses you softly. Raelle strokes your hair gently. All three of them lie on top of you and beside you - sweaty, satisfied, and glowing. The whole room smells like sex and warm, happy girls. <<link " CONTINUE >>" $back >><<set $fight ++>><</link>><</text>> <<elseif $fight ==33>>\ <<text>>The next 14 days pass in a heated blur with Tally, Abigail, and Raelle. By day, you train hard together on the field - teaching them your soundless magic, refining their control, and pushing them to new limits. By night, you’re back in their shared room, where the four of you explore each other again and again. You make sure to share your gift as deeply and thoroughly as possible. By the time you’re due to head home, all three of them are pregnant - Tally, Abigail, and even Raelle.<</text>><h1>END OF GAME</h1> <</if>><</if>><</if>>\

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