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A medieval fantasy story inspired by the games Futadom World and Tales of Androgyny!

A medieval fantasy story inspired by the games Futadom World and Tales of Androgyny!

This is an interactive story. Each chapter tells part of the story and often ends with multiple choices. Make a choice and move to the next chapter in your story. When you reach a chapter that hasn't been written yet, don't be shy... make an addition!
The creator of this Interactive Story provides this information and guidance:
(I'm new to writing, but I enjoy coming up with stories. Hopefully they're received well.
English is my second language. In advance an excuse for potential mistakes)

Here are my guidelines:


-Whichever side-option you choose is solely focused on shemale or female.
-There will be different levels of fetishes, kinks or fantasies. That being said, no extremes like: vore, gore, sadomasochism and anything similar.
-A goal is to incorporate the reader into the story, instead of the reader role-playing as another person (except as male, if you're not). So I try to avoid using: age, race, looks and so on.
-Another goal is to create a main story-line, a plot. Where in the reader gets seduced to branch off the main path. Which will result in a dead-end, but of course with some appealing benefits.

But now for the story........

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Sun rays warm your face in the morning cold, as you rub the sleep from your eyes. After getting of off bed you make your way down the solid wooden stairs. From for away you can make out the sound of church bells chiming deep and sorrowful. You knew what this meant and what days would lie ahead. It cannot be!, you thought to yourself So sudden his life ended. The bells chimed for grief, but also for a gathering for the people of Derminon.
For breakfast you always made oatmeal, with honey and apples, so you took some logs from the wood pile and placing them under the cast-iron stove. After you packed your things and went on your way the the city of Dermon. You glanced over, while closing the fence; the the Borila forest looming over your garden. A chill went down your spine... deep in the forest lies the border to Markora. An ancient dark realm that encloses Derminon all around. In fact the only reason Derminon isn't rampaged continuously by minions of the Demon Queen, is because of Hector, Derminon's benevelend King. The forest never seemed as a problem to you, living so close to the border, but with the bells still chiming, almost chanting in the distance, you would have to come to an accord with the fact that Hector is no more. And your house, now almost seemed to be swallowed by that fact.. the fact that Hector's protective barrier would eventually wane, and wither to the contant attacks. But you shook your head, Not right now, the barrier will hold, I have to believe it.
You finally made it to Derminon, a 8 hour walk from your house, past villages with it's church bells ringing, past empty homesteads standing as lonely sentinels in sloping valleys and past mountains passes all the up to the city. When you entered passed trough the enormous white doors of the West gate you noticed something strange. The last time you visited you don't remember seeing so many women, and not just woman at that, they were tall, entrancing women.
When you passed a corner making your way to the Inn you would stay with the night, you almost bumped into 3 gorgeous priests. The garbed in long white robed hanging loosely around their body, but even that did not hide the fact the were incredibly curvy under it.
"Hey darling, we're sorry for bothering you on this sorrowful day. Where we're you off too?"
"oh, eh, hey" Stumbling on your words, considering if you we're one second later you would have stumbled into them. "That's is no problem at all, I was just on my way to Mobing Moply to eat a bit and sleep for the night. I'm guessing the farewell to King Hector will be held tomorrow."
"Ow yes, how sad his passing is.. Well, we'll be attending his ceremony, so maybe we'll meet again tomorrow. Bye, bye."
They seemed very nice, but strangely happy. You made your way the the Mobing Moply, cleaned yourself up and slept until morning.

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