You take out the drug vial you've prepared for the occasion, and spill a few drops on a cloth you also had with you. Without making any sound, you approach Camilla, who has stopped in her little stroll to take a look at the starry sky; she doesn't seem to notice you even as you're practically breathing on her neck, and continues to hum.
It's in this moment that you decide to strike.
"♪Mmmh mmh mh mh mh-mh?!? MMMMPHPHMMH!!!! MMMHHHH!!!"
Camilla tries to scream, but her voice is severely muffled by the rag that you have applied to her lips; she grabs your arm with both of her hands in a desperate attempt to pry the cloth away from her face, but you manage to hold it still, not without a serious effort on your part. You grasp her abdomen with your other arm, feeling up the lower part of her outrageously large breasts; her whole curvaceous, voluptous body trashes around, twisting and contorting in every direction possible (causing her fleshy breasts to bounce in effort), her long legs kicking the air and the ground trying futilely to escape from your grip.
"HHHHMMH!!! MMMMPH!! MPH..!" she cries out again (you're not sure if in anger or fear), turning her head around furiously to catch a glimpse of her attacker, but to no avail; you're perfectly behind her, having snuck up on her, and the darkness wouldn't allow her to clearly see you anyway. However, her struggles only cause her to breathe in more of the drug; her lavender eyes suddenly widen as the chloroform starts having effect. You feel the Camilla's fingers' grip on your arm progressively slacken as she grows more and more sleepy.
"Hmmh..! Mmmmhh..." the Nohrian princess moans as her sensual body's struggle ceases, her supple legs barely supporting her; her knees bend inward as she slumps downwards a bit, allowing her violet-haired head to rest on your chest. She meekly lifts her chin, and for the first time, her already half-closed eyes meet yours; seeing the proud Nohrian princess mollified in this way fills you with a mixture of excitement and pride. As she starts going limp, her hands completely release their grip and fall, dangling lifelessly.
"Hmmmmh... mmh..." she whimpers weakly as she realizes that she'd just been defeated. Her eyelids start fluttering as her irises roll back into her skull; she's about to fall unconscious. Confident in your drug's potency, you remove the wet cloth from her mouth to hear her last sigh.
"Ah... ooooohhhh.... unh..." Camilla moans softly, her voice sounding almost erotically pleasured, as her eyelids fall shut and her supple body becomes completely limp in your grasp, all of her muscles relaxing at once. Her face looks soft and peaceful, but slightly perturbed. The whole sight and feeling of the Nohrian princess' body helpless before you fill you with an excitement you can't immediately contain. Using the hand that previously held her abdomen, you start gently fondling Camilla's right breast, finding its large, extremely soft curvature as pleasant to the touch as it is to the eye; she sighs slightly in her sleep, perhaps not entirely unconscious of your groping, but she doesn't sound too displeased about it either.
However, just as you started to have some fun, you hear the sound of a tent shifting; apparently Camilla's cries for help, despite being muffled by the drugged cloth, were still loud enough to be heard by at least one of the more light-sleeping soldiers.
Obviously, you can't let yourself be seen right now, not only because of your shameless fondling but also because it would completely wreck the mission. Fortunately, you see a very large rock a few meters away from you, big enough for you to hide behind; however, you don't know if you can carry Camilla's unconscious body fast enough to not be seen. You could also simply leave her here, and strike down as silently as possible whoever comes to check.
You have to make a quick decision. What will you do? | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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