[GM4A] Adventures in Squirtaria!

Whore’s Rest. A busy seaboard town, known for its quaint architecture and wretched inhabitants. Its place on the Central Sea makes it a hub for all sorts of travelers moving between the kingdoms of the realm. These travelers (traders, magicians, monster-breeders, mercenaries) are integral to the world’s functioning, if not particularly savory themselves. The kingdom of the elves needs the furs supplied by the kingdom of goblins, the kingdom of men revels in the intricate goods crafted in the kingdom of dwarves, the kingdom of dragonkin produces vast quantities of food to be consumed across the realm, and the powerful magic items enchanted on the Daemonaic island are valued highly just about everywhere. Perhaps most importantly, the Isle of Monsters is inhabited by the hearty orcs, generally kindly folk who spend their days tending to their monstrous livestock, bred to the sexual whims of purchasers (don’t worry, the livestock are sentient and able to consent, they’re just also absolute sluts who love breeding.) The world is interconnected in unprecedented ways, and the kingdoms rely upon one another for quite a bit. This sort of cooperation has fostered a long period of peace, and led to huge jumps in quality of life for all.

But, here in whore’s rest, all of that lofty economic and political intrigue takes a backseat to pure, carnal life. Yes, the foundations for the world’s economic order are laid here, but they are far less visible than the hot, open-air markets in which weapons, clothing, monsters, and trinkets are sold. They are practically invisible when compared to the busty barmaids serving cool beer, or the feeling of a warm hole wrapped around your cock. For now, it’s possible to leave the socio-economic realities of Squirtaria behind and swaddle yourself in the simple pleasures of a den of cum and villainy.

On a sun-bleached, dusty street, an elven princess carried in a silky palanquin lazily jerks off a servant boy. She’s more interested in disobeying her father than in the boy’s smooth cock, but it’s certainly not a turn off. In a candlelit room inside “The Readied Lance,” a dwarven woman strokes her thick, rough-skinned member as she imagines the beautiful curly, scarlet hair and voluptuous breasts of the barmaid who has tended to her for the past few days. She moans the woman’s name out softly, unaware that the object of her desire is listening in through the door, with cheeks as red as her hair. In an alley at midnight, clumsy, drunken revelers fail to find the hole they’re looking for, and collapse together, laughing hysterically. Much more than a center of global economic activity, Whore's Rest is a place of warmth, lust, and endless pleasure, for those who seek it.

(Hey! Hope my opener was at least somewhat interesting to you. I'm looking for a few more people to join in a long-term lewd D&D-esque game on Discord. DM me here on Reddit for my information! I'm looking for people who are somewhat descriptive, creative writers, but mostly people who are fun to play with!)