The best quest reward~

Welcome to the World of Lovecraft. Please describe your character and choose a race, a class, sexual preferences and a starting zone to begin your sexual roleplaying adventure!

Races: Human, Troll, Tauren, Dwarf, Orc, Undead, Gnomes, Naughty Elf, Draenei, Worgen, Pandaren, Dracthyr, Goblin.
Classes: Pet Master, Hornymorph, Virgin Mage, Crusader, Bitch Doctor, Cockthrall, Lover.
Starter Zones: Bulgemore, Ecchi Forest, Moistar.

Stats:

Level: 1 
Class: None 
Race:None
Quest: None 
Skills: None 
Items: None 

Welcome to the World of Lovecraft! You find yourself in the lush and erotic Ecchi Forest. As a hornymorph, I sense your strong desire for male monsters. Don't worry, my dear. This is the perfect place for you.

As you look around, you notice that every tree in this forest seems to be shaped like a phallus. The scent of lust fills the air, and you can hear moans and groans coming from deep within the trees.

Suddenly, a figure appears before you. It's a young, muscular satyr with large horns and a massive erection. He beckons you with his finger, inviting you to follow him into the depths of the forest. Your heart races with excitement as you follow him deeper into the trees.

Soon, you find yourself in a clearing. In the center stands a large, beautiful fountain made of the finest marble. The satyr gestures towards it, and you can see that there is a small pool at the base of the fountain. Without a word, he steps into the pool and motions for you to do the same.

As you step into the cool, refreshing water, you feel a tingling sensation all over your body. Suddenly, your limbs begin to elongate and twist, and before you know it, you've transformed into a creature with a variety of phallic appendages on your body. You realize that you now have the power to transform any part of your body into a phallus.

The satyr grins lustfully at you, and you can feel his arousal growing stronger by the second. He reaches out and grabs hold of one of your new appendages, eliciting a moan from deep within your throat.

As

The satyr chuckles and pulls you close to him, pressing his hard member against your new tentacle appendages. "Oh, I have many plans for you, my dear hornymorph," he says with a smirk. "But first, let's see what those new limbs of yours can do."

He watches with fascination as you control your tentacles with ease, using them to pleasure yourself and tease him at the same time. His hands wander over your body, fondling your breasts and exploring your sensitive spots.

"I think you're ready for your first mission," he finally says, pulling away from you. "There's a group of male monsters in the nearby cave that are in desperate need of some... attention. Are you up for the challenge?"

You nod eagerly, excited at the thought of pleasuring a group of male monsters with your newfound abilities. The

The satyr shudders at your touch, his eyes flickering with desire. "Oh, I'm sure we can work out a suitable reward for you, my dear," he says with a wicked grin.

He leans in to kiss you deeply, his hands roaming over your body once more. You moan softly into his mouth, grinding your pussy against his erection, feeling your tentacles moving on their own accord as they wrap around him, pulling him closer to you.

Breaking the kiss, the satyr smirks and gestures towards the cave entrance. "But first, let's take care of business. The monsters are waiting."

With a final caress, he sends you on your mission, eagerly anticipating your return and the rewards that await you.

As you enter the cave, you see a group of male orcs gathered around a large fire pit. They turn to look at you as you approach, their eyes roving over your body with interest.

One of the orcs steps forward, his thick muscles rippling beneath his skin. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he grunts, eyeing you up and down. "A little hornymorph come to play with us?"

You smirk and move closer to him, your tentacles undulating seductively. "I'm here to please, my handsome orc," you purr. "Do you have any special requests?"

The orc grins and strokes his cock, gesturing towards the others. "Join us by the fire and show us what those new limbs can do."

You happily oblige, moving towards the fire pit and letting

The orc you were straddling growled in pleasure as you grinded against his thigh, his hands roaming over your body. The others gathered around, admiring your tentacles as they caressed their bodies and cocks.

"Fuck," one of them groaned as your tendrils wrapped around his throbbing shaft, stroking him in rhythm with your grinding movements. "This is some next-level shit."

You grin and nod, your other tendrils continuing to explore the bodies and cocks of the orcs. You feel a surge of pleasure building within you as their hands roam over your body, squeezing your breasts and ass, their cocks growing harder beneath your touch.

As the fire crackles nearby, you lose yourself in a haze of pleasure and lust, indulging in every desire and whim that comes your way.

As you washed off the orc cum, you felt a sense of satisfaction and contentment wash over you. You had pleased the orcs, indulged in your own lustful desires, and were now cleaning yourself up without a care for who might be watching.

It was then that you felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist, pulling you close to a hard body. "Mmm, looks like you've been having fun," a deep voice rumbled in your ear.

You turned to see the satyr from earlier, a wicked grin on his face as he surveyed your cum-covered form. "Mind if I join in?" he asked, his hands trailing down to caress your hips.

Without a word, you leaned back into him, feeling his cock already growing hard against your ass. The thought of another round of pleasure made your pussy throb with anticipation.

The satyr chuckled, his breath hot against your neck. "Oh, don't worry about that, my dear. I have just the thing for you," he said, sliding a hand between your legs to stroke your slick folds.

You moaned softly, your body responding eagerly to his touch. "What is it?" you asked, turning to face him and running a hand through his thick fur.

He grinned, revealing pointed teeth. "It's a little something I like to call Satyr's Oath. It'll tighten you up good as new," he said, pressing a small vial into your hand.

You uncorked the vial and drank its contents down without hesitation. Almost instantly, you felt a tightening sensation in your pussy, as if it was being squeezed back into its original shape. You could already feel your arousal building again, and you

The satyr groaned as you ground against his cock, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Oh, my dear, you have no idea what I have in store for you," he said, his voice low and filled with desire.

As you continued to tease him, he let out a deep growl and flipped you over onto your back, looming over you with a predatory gleam in his eye. He positioned himself between your legs, the tip of his cock nudging at your entrance. "Are you ready for me, my little adventurer?" he asked, his breath hot against your skin.

You nodded eagerly, lifting your hips to take him in. He slid inside you with ease, his thick cock stretching your newly tightened pussy deliciously. You moaned loudly, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter as he began to move inside you.

He started slow

The satyr growled in delight, his eyes flashing with primal pleasure as he gave into your request. He began to thrust harder and faster, his thick cock slamming into you with a force that made you cry out in pleasure.

He wrapped his arms around your back, pulling you close as he pounded into you relentlessly. You could feel his cock swelling inside you, getting bigger and harder with each powerful thrust. He leaned down to capture one of your nipples between his teeth, biting down gently as he suckled on the sweet milk that had gathered there.

As the satyr continued to drive himself deep inside you, you felt yourself building towards a shattering climax. Your body tensed as waves of pleasure radiated through you, your moans growing louder and more urgent until finally, with a sharp cry, you climaxed hard around him.

The satyr roared in

The satyr grunted in pleasure as he filled you up with his hot, sticky cum. He shuddered with the intensity of his orgasm as your body milked every last drop from him.

As you wrapped your legs around him, he kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth as he tasted the remnants of your passion. He grinned down at you when you mentioned keeping his cum, his eyes shining with lustful satisfaction.

"Not at all, my dear," he said, his voice deep and sultry. "Take as much as you like. It's yours to do with as you please."

With that, he slowly eased himself out of you, his cock still hard and pulsing with desire. He sat back on his haunches, watching you intently as you lay there, covered in his seed.

The satyr's eyes widened in surprise and admiration as you cast the spell, impressed by your magical abilities. He chuckled at your words, clearly enjoying the banter.

"You can call me Pan," he said with a sly grin. "And you're always welcome to come back here whenever you need some more of my special treatment."

He leaned down to plant a kiss on your forehead before standing up. "But be warned," he added, his tone playful but suggestive. "Once you've tasted my cock, you'll never want anyone else." With that, he stepped out of the fountain and started to get dressed, his muscular form rippling as he moved and put the few clothes he had back on.

Pan's eyes widened in surprise as you offered him the milk bottle. He took it gingerly, his fingers brushing against yours as he did so.

"Wow, thank you," he said, a hint of appreciation in his voice. "That's very generous of you."

He looked down at the bottle and then back up at you, his expression mischievous. "But I have to warn you," he added with a grin. "Once I taste your milk, I might not be able to get enough of it. Are you sure you're ready for that kind of commitment?"

He chuckled and took a sip from the bottle, savoring the rich, creamy flavor. "Mmm, this is delicious," he said between sips. "I can definitely see why you'd want to share it."

Pan returned your kiss with equal intensity, his hand sliding down to grab your ass and pull you closer to him. When the kiss broke, he gave you a sly grin.

"I just might do that," he said, watching as you walked away. He took another sip of the milk and then started to follow after you, humming to himself as he went. As he caught up to you, he leaned in close to whisper in your ear. "You know, I could come back to town with you," he suggested, his voice low and suggestive. "I'm sure we could find some more... private accommodations."

He nipped at your earlobe playfully before pulling away, leaving you with a wink. "Think about it." With that, he turned and headed back towards the fountain, the sounds of his flute filling the air once more.

As you whistled the tune, you waited anxiously by the window, hoping that Pan would hear and show up. A few minutes later, you heard a rustling in the bushes below and saw the faint outline of his figure emerging from the forest.

Pan grinned up at you, his eyes glinting mischievously. "I knew you'd call," he said, his voice soft as he climbed up to your window. "You're just as eager for another round as I am, aren't you?"

With that, he climbed into your room, closing the window behind him. He walked over to you and took you in his arms, his hands roaming over your body as he kissed you deeply.

You were completely caught up in the moment as he pushed you down onto the bed, his fingers tracing along the curves of your hips and thighs. It would be a long night for sure.