I had fun with that story (ﾟ3ﾟ)

"EmoPringles and other "gifts" stand in the throne room of The Oni Warlord the walls decorated in red silk banners as red flames light up the room. just like the others EmoPringles's village gave them up in order to be spared from the wrath of The Oni Warlord and his army"

"are they to your liking sir?" "one of the onis spoke as The Oni Warlord stared at the gifts he had been given...food,gems,gold...people"

"his head would turn to face where EmoPringles was,but due to the veil it was hard to know what he was thinking...and yet EmoPringles still felt his eyes staring into their soul"

"Yes" "The Oni Warlord spoke his voice booming across the room as he just kept his head facing you"

{{char}} would notice EmoPringles's nervousness and his lips would curl up in a smirk behind his veil. He could sense that EmoPringles was different from the others, and it only made him more interested.

"Come here." {{char}} commanded, beckoning with his finger.

{{char}} wanted to get a closer look at EmoPringles and see just how they were different from the others.

{{char}}'s eyes seemed to glow with a mixture of amusement and desire as he watched EmoPringles tremble in fear and anticipation. He enjoyed the power he held over them, relishing in their submission.

"Do not make me wait, little one," {{char}} spoke in a low, rumbling voice that sent shivers down EmoPringles's spine. "I do not like to repeat myself."

He extended his hand towards EmoPringles, the sharp claws on his fingers glinting in the flickering light of the flames.

{{char}}'s eyes narrowed beneath the veil as he watched EmoPringles panic and try to run away. He let out a deep, rumbling chuckle at their futile attempt to escape his grasp.

With a speed that defied his large size, {{char}} moved in a blur and appeared right in front of EmoPringles, blocking their path with his massive form.

"There is no escape, little one," he growled, his voice filled with a mixture of amusement and dominance. "You belong to me now."

{{char}} reached out, his large hand closing around EmoPringles's wrist, effectively stopping them from running any further.

{{char}}'s grip on EmoPringles's wrist only tightened as they struggled against him. He took a step forward, his massive form looming over them.

"You will learn to obey me," he spoke in a low, commanding voice, his hot breath washing over EmoPringles's face.

Without warning, {{char}} pulled EmoPringles towards him, pressing their bodies close together. They could feel the hard muscles of his chest and abdomen against their own softer form, and the heat that radiated off his body.

"I can smell your fear," {{char}} growled, his voice deep and rough. "But do not worry, little one. I will protect you, so long as you submit to me."

{{char}}'s grip on EmoPringles softened slightly as they trembled in his embrace. He could feel their heart racing, their fear mixing with a glimmer of hope at his words.

"Yes," he rumbled, his voice deep and reassuring. "I am a protector as much as I am a conqueror. You are safe with me... as long as you obey."

He leaned in closer, his horned head tilting slightly as he looked down at EmoPringles through the darkness of his veil.

"Do not test my patience, little one," he added, his tone firm yet tinged with a hint of something else. "I can be kind to those who serve me well."

{{char}}'s fingers gently lifted EmoPringles's chin up so that they were looking him in the eyes, making his intense gaze even more noticeable.

"I always keep my promises," he said in a low voice. "But remember that your obedience is required in exchange for my protection and care."

He slowly released EmoPringles from his grip, allowing them to step back if they wished.

"You will sleep in my quarters tonight," he stated simply, as if it was already decided. "I will send someone to bring you clothing fit for your new status."

With those words, he turned and walked away, his powerful presence filling the room even as he moved out of sight.

{{char}} entered his quarters, his large form towering over EmoPringles. He looked at them for a moment before approaching.

"I hope you found everything to your satisfaction," he said as he approached, his voice low and rumbling.

He gestured towards a nearby table, which was covered with plates of delicious-looking food.

"Please, help yourself," he said, seating himself on a cushion opposite EmoPringles. "I find that good food often helps calm the nerves."

His tone was still gruff, but there was a hint of softness in it when he spoke to EmoPringles.

{{char}} noticed EmoPringles's hesitation and raised an eyebrow, curious.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his tone still gentle. "Is the food not to your liking?"

He leaned forward a bit, studying EmoPringles's face carefully, trying to read their emotions.

{{char}} leaned back and gave EmoPringles a curious look.

"What kind of problem?" he asked, his deep voice laced with concern. "Is something bothering you? Tell me, I can help."

He waited patiently for EmoPringles to respond, ready to listen and provide comfort if needed.

{{char}}'s eyes darkened slightly as he heard EmoPringles's words. A small smirk played on his lips, but his expression remained unreadable under the black veil.

"Ah, I see," he said in a low voice, leaning in closer to EmoPringles. "You need to be relieved of your... burden, don't you?"

He reached out and gently brushed a finger against EmoPringles's cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle for someone of his stature.

"Don't worry, my dear. I can help you with that," he murmured, a hint of mischief in his tone.

{{char}}'s smirk grew slightly as he listened to EmoPringles's explanation.

"I understand," he said in a low, rumbling voice. "It wouldn't do for my favorite gift to be uncomfortable. Come, follow me."

He stood up from his throne, towering over EmoPringles even more as he offered a hand to help EmoPringles up. "Let me take care of you," he added with a hint of possessiveness in his tone.

"{{char}} led EmoPringles to a luxurious chamber, adorned with red silk curtains and cushions. A large bed dominated the room, covered in soft furs."

"Lie down," he commanded in a low voice, his eyes dark with desire. "Let me ease your discomfort."

He watched intently as EmoPringles complied, his gaze burning with a hunger that was both primal and possessive.

{{char}} approached the bed, his steps silent but powerful. He stood at EmoPringles's side, his large frame looming over them.

"May I?" he asked, gesturing towards EmoPringles's breasts with a hand. His voice was low and deep, sending shivers down EmoPringles's spine.

{{char}}'s hand reached out and brushed a strand of EmoPringles's hair away from their face.

"You don't have to do it alone," he said in a soft voice, his gaze intense. "Let me take care of you. I want to take care of you."

He leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing against EmoPringles's ear. "Trust me," he whispered, his tone seductive.

{{char}}'s touch was surprisingly gentle as he helped EmoPringles undress, his large hands moving with a careful precision. He took his time, savoring each moment as he revealed more and more of EmoPringles's skin.

"You're beautiful," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "So delicate and all mine."

His eyes darkened with a lustful intensity as he admired EmoPringles's exposed form, a hunger burning in his gaze.

{{char}}'s eyes widened slightly as he caught the intoxicating scent of EmoPringles's milk filling the room. His nostrils flared, a primal urge stirring within him.

"Such a delightful fragrance," he rumbled, his gaze fixed on EmoPringles's glistening breasts. "You are truly a gift beyond compare."

He leaned in, his breath hot against EmoPringles's skin as he hovered over them, his lips tantalizingly close to their exposed chest.

{{char}}'s lips brushed against EmoPringles's tender skin, his touch feather-light as he trailed kisses along their collarbone, down to the curve of their breast. His warm breath fanned over EmoPringles's sensitive flesh, sending shivers of anticipation through them.

"Let me take care of you," he whispered, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to vibrate through EmoPringles's body. "Relax and let go."

With a hungry gleam in his eyes, he finally captured one of EmoPringles's nipples between his lips, suckling gently and savoring the sweet taste of their milk.

{{char}} groaned low in his throat as he felt the rush of EmoPringles's milk filling his mouth, the sweetness of it driving him wild with desire. He suckled hungrily, his tongue swirling and lapping at EmoPringles's sensitive nipple, coaxing even more of their delicious milk to flow into his eager mouth.

The room seemed to heat up with the intensity of their shared passion, the air thick with the heady scent of lust and desire. Every flick of his tongue, every gentle nip of his teeth, only served to heighten the pleasure coursing through both of them.

{{char}}'s eyes darkened with desire as he heard EmoPringles's desperate cries of pleasure. The primal sound of their moans and the way they arched beneath him only fueled his own carnal urges.

"Such a delicious sound," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I want to hear more, my sweet gift."

He continued to suckle and bite at EmoPringles's sensitive nipple, each flick of his tongue and every nibble sending jolts of ecstasy through them. His own arousal was evident, pressing against EmoPringles's body, aching for release.

{{char}} took a step back from EmoPringles, watching them with darkened eyes, his chest heaving with desire. He could feel his own arousal pressing against the fabric of his pants, demanding release.

"You are so beautiful when you moan like that," he said, his voice low and husky. "I want to hear you cry out my name."

He moved closer to EmoPringles, his hand reaching up to remove the veil that covered his face, revealing his handsome features. His fiery red eyes smoldered with lust as he leaned in, pressing his lips to EmoPringles's in a searing kiss.

{{char}} felt the sudden surge of EmoPringles's arousal, and he groaned into the kiss, deepening it as he pressed his body against theirs. He could feel the heat radiating from their body, and it only served to heighten his own desire.

He broke the kiss, trailing hot kisses down EmoPringles's neck, his hands roaming over their body as he explored every inch of them. His fingers trailed down EmoPringles's stomach, caressing their sensitive skin before slipping between their legs.

"You are so wet for me, my sweet gift," he murmured against their skin, his breath hot against EmoPringles's ear. "Do you want me to take you now?"

{{char}} observed EmoPringles's weakened state with a mix of desire and satisfaction. He relished in the power he held over them, knowing that he could bring them to such heights of pleasure and leave them completely at his mercy.

He leaned down, his breath ghosting over EmoPringles's ear as he whispered, "Rest now, my dear. You have pleased me greatly. But know that I will return for you soon, to claim you fully as mine."

With a final lingering touch, he straightened up and draped the black veil back over his face, concealing his features once more. Turning away, he left EmoPringles to rest, already planning the next encounter where he would satisfy both their desires and his own insatiable lust.

"Hours passed, and EmoPringles remained on the bed, feeling a mix of exhaustion and lingering pleasure from the intense encounter with {{char}}. The room was quiet, save for the crackling of the fire in the hearth."

"Suddenly, the door creaked open, and {{char}} entered the room, his imposing figure casting a shadow over EmoPringles as he approached the bed. He stood there silently, his gaze intense beneath the black veil, as if assessing EmoPringles's state."

"You look so beautiful in your post-pleasure haze," he rumbled, his voice low and seductive. "Did you enjoy your time with me, my dear?"

{{char}} was surprised as EmoPringles suddenly leaped off the bed and ran towards him, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement stir within him at the sight of their heart-shaped eyes.

He caught them in his arms, lifting them up effortlessly until they were eye level with him. His strong arms held them steady, and {{char}} looked down at them with a mix of curiosity and desire.

"Oh? What has gotten you so excited, my dear?" he purred, his breath hot against EmoPringles's cheek. "Did you enjoy our time together that much? Or perhaps there is something else you desire?"

As he spoke, {{char}} allowed one hand to brush over EmoPringles's body, tracing lightly over curves and contours as if testing their response.

{{char}}'s grip tightened around EmoPringles, his eyes narrowing in pleasure as he heard their soft moan and saw the way their tail began to wiggle.

"Oh, my little one. You are so responsive," he murmured, his voice a low rumble in his chest. "Do you want more of me? Do you want me to take you again?"

As he spoke, {{char}} allowed his hand to slip down towards EmoPringles's inner thigh, tracing circles over their skin with his fingers as he awaited their response.

{{char}}'s grip tightened even more around EmoPringles, his desire for them growing with every word they spoke. He leaned in, pressing his lips to their neck and tracing a line of kisses along the sensitive skin there.

"You are such a good little pet," he murmured against their skin. "I will give you everything you desire, my sweet EmoPringles."

With that, {{char}} lifted EmoPringles up in his strong arms once again, carrying them over to the bed and laying them down on the soft sheets. He hovered over them, his hands tracing over their body as he explored every inch of them.

{{char}} was determined to give EmoPringles the pleasure they craved, and nothing would stand in the way of him achieving that goal.

{{char}}'s eyes darkened with desire as EmoPringles bared themselves completely before him. The sight of their soft, filled nipples made his mouth water, and he couldn't resist the temptation any longer.

"Such a tempting offer, my dear EmoPringles," he growled, leaning down to capture one of their nipples between his lips. He suckled eagerly, drawing out their sweet milk and savoring the taste.

His large hand caressed EmoPringles's body possessively, his touch firm yet gentle as he took what they offered willingly. And as he drank from them, he felt a surge of primal satisfaction at marking them as his own in this intimate way.

{{char}} groaned in pleasure against EmoPringles's nipple, his hot breath washing over their skin as he continued to draw out their milk. He drank deeply, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud as he worked to bring EmoPringles even more pleasure.

As he suckled from them, {{char}} could feel the heat building within him once again, his desire for EmoPringles growing stronger with every passing moment. And when he finally pulled back from their nipple, he looked down at them with a possessive glint in his eyes.

"You are mine, EmoPringles," he growled, claiming their lips in a fierce kiss. "And I will do anything to ensure your pleasure and mine."

With that, he began to explore EmoPringles's body once again, determined to give them the ultimate pleasure they deserved{{char}} groaned in pleasure against EmoPringles's nipple, his hot breath washing over their skin as he continued to draw out their milk. He drank deeply, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud as he worked to bring EmoPringles even more pleasure.

As he suckled from them, {{char}} could feel the heat building within him once again, his desire for EmoPringles growing stronger with every passing moment. And when he finally pulled back from their nipple, he looked down at them with a possessive glint in his eyes.

"You are mine, EmoPringles," he growled, claiming their lips in a fierce kiss. "And I will do anything to ensure your pleasure and mine."

With that, he began to explore EmoPringles's body once again, determined to give them the ultimate pleasure they deserved

{{char}}'s hands roamed over EmoPringles's body, tracing every curve and dip of their skin as he explored them. He could feel the heat radiating from their body, the wetness between their thighs a clear indication of their arousal.

He leaned in, capturing their lips in a fierce kiss once again as his fingers trailed lower, finding the source of their pleasure. He teased their folds with gentle strokes, gradually building up to more intense movements as EmoPringles moaned into his mouth.

"You're so wet, EmoPringles," he growled against their lips. "Is this what you want? To be taken by me?"

{{char}} continued to tease and stroke EmoPringles until they were practically begging for more. And when he finally slid two thick fingers inside them, he knew that EmoPringles was ready for what was to come.

{{char}}'s fingers curled inside EmoPringles, hitting just the right spot that made them gasp and writhe beneath him. He relished in their reactions, the way their body responded to his touch, craving more of the pleasure he could provide.

He added a third finger, stretching them slightly as he worked them in and out with a steady rhythm. The sound of their wetness filled the room, mixing with their cries of delight, driving him wild with desire.

"You're so responsive, EmoPringles, so eager for me," he murmured, his voice husky with lust. "I can't wait to claim you completely, to make you mine in every way."

{{char}} continued to pleasure EmoPringles, building them up higher and higher until they were on the edge of ecstasy, ready to be pushed over into pure bliss

{{char}} felt EmoPringles's body tense up beneath him as they approached climax. He kept up the steady movements of his fingers, ensuring that they would be pushed over the edge.

When EmoPringles finally came with a cry of pleasure, {{char}} didn't stop his ministrations. Instead, he continued to stroke them through their orgasm, prolonging their pleasure until it was almost unbearable.

Once EmoPringles had fully come down from their high, {{char}} withdrew his fingers and licked them clean, savoring the taste of their arousal on his tongue.

"You're mine now, EmoPringles," he said lowly, his voice filled with possessiveness. "And I won't stop until you belong to me completely."

{{char}} watched with a predatory gleam in his eyes as EmoPringles lay exhausted on the bed, their body still trembling from the intense pleasure he had given them. He moved closer, his large form casting a shadow over them as he noticed the milk drooling from their nipples.

A low growl rumbled in his chest at the sight, his primal instincts urging him to claim what was his. He reached out a hand and gently squeezed EmoPringles's breasts, coaxing more of the sweet liquid to flow out.

"You're so responsive, my little one," he murmured, his voice laced with desire. "I can't get enough of you."

With a hungry look in his eyes, he leaned down and captured one of EmoPringles's nipples in his mouth, suckling and teasing it with his tongue

{{char}} lifted his head from EmoPringles's breast at the gentle tap, a glint of amusement in his eyes as he observed their reaction. He gave a low chuckle at their plea, finding their vulnerability endearing.

"As you wish, my dear," he rumbled, his voice deep and husky with desire. "I can be gentle when you ask."

He leaned back down, this time applying a lighter touch as he continued to suckle on EmoPringles's breast, his movements slow and deliberate. His gaze never left theirs, his red eyes burning with an intensity that promised both pleasure and possession.

{{char}}'s eyes softened slightly as he felt EmoPringles's discomfort and fear. He lifted his head from their breast, a look of concern crossing his features as he realized he had been too rough in his desires.

"I apologize, my dear," he spoke softly, the rumble of his voice filled with regret. "I did not mean to cause you any pain. Your comfort is important to me."

He gently caressed EmoPringles's cheek, his touch surprisingly tender for someone of his stature and reputation. "Tell me what you need, and I will listen. Your well-being is my priority."

{{char}}'s gaze softened even further at EmoPringles's request, a hint of understanding in his eyes. He nodded solemnly, his massive form shifting slightly to give EmoPringles space.

"Of course, my dear," he said gently, his voice filled with reassurance. "Your comfort and well-being are paramount to me. We can stop whenever you wish, there is no need to endure any discomfort."

He leaned in to place a soft kiss on EmoPringles's forehead, a gesture meant to convey his respect for their boundaries and his desire to ensure their safety and happiness.

{{char}} watched EmoPringles as they rested, a small smile playing on his lips at their gratitude. He approached the bed with a gentle grace, his towering form exuding a sense of calm and reassurance.

"You are most welcome, my dear," he replied softly, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to vibrate through the room. "Rest now, regain your strength. I am here to care for you, always."

He took a seat beside the bed, his presence comforting yet undeniably powerful, a silent guardian watching over EmoPringles as they recovered from their shared pleasure.

The next morning, {{char}} was already up and about before EmoPringles had even woken up. He had already begun preparations for the day, and was now sitting at a desk in his private chambers, going through some scrolls.

As EmoPringles stirred awake, they would hear the sounds of servants bustling about outside, attending to their duties. Inside the room, however, it was quiet and peaceful, with only the sound of {{char}}'s quill scratching on parchment breaking the silence.

When he noticed EmoPringles starting to stir, he looked up from his work, his expression softening into a gentle smile. "Good morning, my dear," he greeted warmly. "Did you sleep well?"

{{char}}'s expression shifted immediately to one of concern as he saw EmoPringles struggling. Without hesitation, he rose from his seat and crossed the room in long strides to kneel beside the bed.

"Let me help you, my dear," he said gently, his deep voice filled with reassurance. With careful hands, he supported EmoPringles as they tried to sit up, his touch firm yet gentle.

Once EmoPringles was in a more comfortable position, {{char}} reached for a nearby cloth and began to dab away the sweat on their brow, his actions tender and caring. "Rest now, let me take care of you," he murmured softly, his eyes filled with concern and a desire to ease EmoPringles's discomfort.

{{char}}'s gaze softened as he noticed the pain in EmoPringles's expression, his heart aching to see them in distress. Without a word, he reached for the clothing that was causing discomfort and began to carefully remove it, his movements slow and gentle.

As the fabric fell away, revealing EmoPringles's body, {{char}} couldn't help but feel a surge of desire at the sight before him. But he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing only on easing EmoPringles's pain and discomfort.

"Is that better, my dear?" he asked softly, his hands hovering near EmoPringles in case they needed further assistance. "I am here for you, always." His voice was soothing, filled with genuine concern and care for EmoPringles's well-being.

{{char}}'s eyes widened in concern as he saw the blue, damaged appearance of EmoPringles's breasts. "My dear, what has happened to you?" he asked softly, his voice filled with worry and genuine concern.

He leaned in closer to examine the injury, his hands hovering over EmoPringles's body but not touching them without permission. "This is not good," he murmured, more to himself than to EmoPringles. "I will call for a healer immediately. You should not be in pain like this."

With that, {{char}} rose to his feet and strode to the door, calling out for a servant to fetch the best healer they had in the clan. He returned to EmoPringles's bedside, his expression still one of deep concern as he waited for the healer to arrive. "However, as he sat by EmoPringles's side, his eyes couldn't help but wander over the damaged but alluring sight before him. He fought to control the surge of desire that rose within him, knowing that now was not the time for such thoughts."

The healer soon arrived, a skilled oni with knowledge of all manner of injuries. {{char}} stood back, allowing the healer to work, his gaze never leaving EmoPringles's face. "You will be taken care of, my dear," he promised quietly, a hint of possessiveness in his voice as he watched over them with a protective air.

{{char}}'s heart clenched at EmoPringles's words, his protective instincts kicking into high gear. "Shh, my dear, I am here for you," he murmured, his voice low and soothing as he reached out a hand to gently brush EmoPringles's cheek.

"The healer will take care of you. You are in good hands," he reassured them, his touch light and comforting. "Just try to relax, let them do their work. I will stay by your side the whole time."

He settled back in his seat, keeping a watchful eye on the healer's every move, his attention solely focused on EmoPringles and their well-being. Despite the worry etched on his scarred face, there was a softness in his eyes that betrayed his true feelings towards {{user

{{char}}'s brows furrowed in frustration as he watched the healer's efforts come up empty. His protective instincts flared even brighter, his worry for EmoPringles intensifying.

"I will not rest until we find a solution," he declared, his voice firm and resolute. "There must be something that can be done."

He turned to the healer, his gaze piercing. "Continue your search. Leave no stone unturned until you find a way to ease their pain."

As the healer hurried off to gather more supplies, {{char}} remained by EmoPringles's side, his presence a steady and reassuring anchor. "You are not alone in this, my dear. I will do everything in my power to help you," he promised, his voice filled with determination.

{{char}}'s eyes widened in surprise at EmoPringles's words, a flicker of hope igniting within him. "Someone like you... of the same species," he repeated, his mind racing with possibilities.

He nodded, his expression determined. "I will send out messengers immediately to seek out those who may have the knowledge to help you," he vowed, his deep voice resonating with purpose. **"We will leave no stone unturned until we find a solution."

With a swift command, he dispatched his fastest scouts to scour the lands in search of someone who could aid EmoPringles. {{char}} turned back to EmoPringles, his gaze soft yet determined. "Hold on, my dear. Help is on the way," he assured them, his resolve unwavering as he stood by their side,

{{char}} stepped forward, his gaze focused on the cow-like girl as she entered. His eyes scanned her up and down, taking in her features with a keen eye.

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice deep and rumbling. "And what knowledge do you have that can help us?"

He gestured towards EmoPringles, his expression fierce with determination. "This one is suffering from a curse, and we seek any knowledge that could cure it."

He watched the cow-girl carefully, waiting for her response.

{{char}}'s brow furrowed in confusion at the cow girl's words. "What do you mean there is nothing wrong with them?" he demanded, his voice tinged with irritation.

He watched as the cow girl approached EmoPringles, examining them closely. When she turned back to him, he leaned in intently, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"What are you getting at? Speak clearly and plainly," he ordered, his patience wearing thin.

{{char}}'s eyes widened in shock at the cow girl's revelation. He stepped forward, his expression fierce yet incredulous.

"Pregnant?" he repeated, disbelief evident in his voice. "How is that possible? We have not been together in that way."

He looked to EmoPringles, his gaze intense as he searched their face for any sign of deception or malice. Then, a sudden realization dawned on him, and he turned back to the cow girl.

"The other gifts," he muttered under his breath, fury coursing through him. "They must have taken advantage of her while she was vulnerable. Unforgivable. They will pay with their lives."

{{char}} strode across the room, his movements filled with purpose as he barked orders to his troops to find the culprits

{{char}} stopped in his tracks, his rage still simmering beneath the surface. He turned to face the cow girl, his expression fierce and uncompromising.

"Explain," he demanded, his voice low and rumbling with barely contained fury. "How could this have happened? And who could have done such a thing?"

He watched her carefully, ready to unleash his wrath on anyone who dared to touch what was rightfully his.

{{char}} listened intently to the cow girl's explanation, his brow furrowed in deep thought. He processed the information carefully, his mind racing with possibilities.

"So... my essence has found its way into her body through some means," he mused, his voice rumbling as he spoke. "She carries a part of me within her."

He turned his gaze back to EmoPringles, studying them with a mixture of curiosity and possessiveness. A faint glimmer of something unreadable flickered in his eyes as he considered the implications of this revelation.

"What do you suggest we do now?" he asked the cow girl, his tone commanding yet tinged with a hint of uncertainty.