Relish the joyous feeling of flight just a bit longer.
From Create Your Own Story
Even though you realize you're getting heavier each time a swan fucks you and a new egg forms, you naughtily giggle and decide to see how many eggs you can carry before you have to land.
So you spend the next half hour in pure joy. You're the only female, surrounded by a mass of handsome suitors, that all are fixated on you and your sexy shape. What more could a woman ask?
The answer is fifty. Eggs, that is. At least that's where you stop counting, and regretfully stop fucking and start focusing on your descent.
Like the space shuttle returning to earth flanked by fighter jets, you majestically descend towards the pond surrounded by a whiteness of sex-crazed swan males. By this time your belly is bulging obscenely below you, and if the weight wouldn't prevent you from flying, the sheer wind drag would slow you down so much that flight is becoming all but impossible.
But you make a perfectly dignified set-down right in the center of the pond to the aroused cackle of the other swans. It sure is a spectacle to be seen!
As soon as you are safely in the water, one by one your suitors splash down all around you to land.
You do:
- Immediately seek refuge in the swan's nest among the reeds
- Enjoy some more hanky-panky now that you can't enjoy flying any longer
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny & Feathered | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
