Backstory: Ril [Noncanon] | Glowfic Constellation

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Nov 22, 2024 5:50 AM

A very unusual tentacled.

against-the-current

Ril awakens, she has no memory before this moment. She feels her body her limbs are being held, and caressed by something gentle. It's nice in a way. Then the vagina on her top left tentacle gets penetrated. This is unwelcome. This is wrong. She shivers, she thrashes, she lets out a mental scream. She's dropped, not far just a couple centimeters onto a bed of flesh. She's not being held anymore. The pit she's in radiates confusion at her distress. Confusion and an apology. She converts her tentacles into limbs and wraps them around her body curling into a ball.

Suddenly she convulses, she feels suddenly good in a way that is completely at odds with the rest of her experience. She doesn't like it. Eventually the convulsions pass. Some time later she uncurls herself and tries to take stalk of who and what she is. She's a tentacled blood entite. She somehow knows this instinctively. She examines her body, starting with her limbs, she has six attached to the sides of her torso and another two attached to the bottom. She seems to be able to switch them between being humanoid limbs and tentacles. The humanoid limbs feel safer. They don't have vaginas to be penetrated.

The next obvious thing is that she has glowing tattoos all over her body, the gentle blue glow of the tattoos matches the glow emanating from her crotch and contrasts rather prettily with her crimson flesh. She doesn't know what the tattoos do, she doesn't have the instinctive knowledge about them she seems to have about some other parts of her body. She's disappointed to not that she still has a vagina at her crotch and doesn't seem to be able to morph it away like she can hide the ones on her limbs.

Except she can, if she really wants to, that same strange knowledge guides her to sense her magical core and whispers the names of the runenodes associated with fleshcrafting. A part of her knows that this is a terrible idea. The worse possible idea. She does it anyway. She whispers an incantation her first incantation. She has an idea of what she wants, maybe that's enough.

PAIN

She loses hold of the spell and it stops.

She blacks out.

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Illyria

TransrealClouden

When she wakes the flesh pit is gently holding her again, sending gentle reassurances and waiting for her to awaken.

Ril

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TransrealClouden

She just relaxes for a moment, the pain has stopped this is good. She sends a slightly sleepy sense of uncertainty and gratitude for making the pain stop.

Illyria

TransrealClouden

The pit introduces themself as Illyria and expresses a mix of pleasure they were able to help and sadness it was necessary. They request with firmness that she not do that again. Then explain that they couldn't fix all the damage.

Ril

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TransrealClouden

Ril immediately agrees. She definitely won't try to fleshcraft herself again until she actually knows what she's doing.

Illyria

TransrealClouden

Illyria expresses that even skilled fleshcrafters rarely make significant changes to their own bodies. At the very least, she should have done whatever she's going to try at least ten times on other bodies, and a hundred times would be better.

Ril

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TransrealClouden

With the memory of collapsing from pain overload fresh in her head Ril is quick to agree. She follows up with a curiosity, she doesn't have very many memories of before. Does Illyria know why that is?

Illyria

TransrealClouden

Ril is new, Illyria explains, Illyria made her... well mostly. When she was close to done the tattoos appeared suddenly across the whole of Ril's body. Apparently that just happens rarely. Illyria doesn't know why.

Ril

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TransrealClouden

Does Illyria know about the rest of how her body works?

Illyria

TransrealClouden

Illyria is uncertain, making someone who was both a blood entite and a tentacled was Illyria's main goal and they intentionally left some of the details to chance. Especially Ril's mind, crafting people with particular personalities is hard and trying is rude.

Ooh, Ril might notice the steamy look to the air when she breathes out that's a new thing that Illyria was testing that she hadn't tried many times before. She hears it also keeps non-tentacled healthier.

They also tried something that they thought would make it easier to communicate with non-tentacled. They don't think it worked quite right though. They hear that non-tentacled blink more than Ril seems to and get uncomfortable if others don't.

Ril probably already noticed having six arms, but maybe she hasn't noticed that her tongue can also stretch out and manipulate objects.

There's also a bunch of normal tweaks most people have for comfort, the list of those bits goes on for a while.

Oh and some things just for looks, Illyria thinks the shinyness they added to Ril's skin looks pretty especially with the tattoos and the color. She also added the inner glow to match the way Ril's Tattoos glow.

Ril

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TransrealClouden

Ril listens to all this intently, way more of the comfort changes are focused on making penetration better in some way than she likes but overall she's happy to have them. It reaffirms her overall satisfaction with her body. She tries out extending her tongue, it seems a little redundant with six arms but maybe at some point she'll have need to hold seven things at once.

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