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NATALIA HUNTSDAUGHTER

Or Nyata, as she is far more likely to introduce herself.

Nyata is a sweet girl from a fantasy world with lots of monsters! Humans, monsters, and all sorts of things fight a lot, adventurers go on quests, magic and swords, gods and everything.

She's got cat ears and a tail, which is weird, because catgirls aren't really a thing in her world. It turns out, she's a demigod! Her father is a hulking tiger man, and god of the hunt. Her mother is a normal human who is very, very good at getting what she wants. Nyata herself is a cheerful girl who loves puns and does not act at all like one might expect a divine figure to.

Nyata wants to spread love and understanding, so she is creating an encyclopedia of 'monsters', which includes basically all monsters, but also all the sapient races like humans and elves too. Everything goes in the book! But because she's horny and from a verse based on smut, her encyclopedia is horny also, and she gathers most of her data by fucking.

For this post, you can meet her in a few ways! You can either be AUed into her world, or this can be a jamjar situation. Either way:

- You might come across her mid-'data gathering' with some sort of monster or person! She doesn't seem to mind. In fact, she might wave you down to watch, so she can talk to you while she fucks.

- She might just sort of flag you down at random! Especially if you're obviously inhuman, but even if you are human, she'll approach you all the same. She has a book in hand with some sort of Ye Olde Pen to take notes.

- Or maybe you find her working on her book, chewing on the end of her quill pen as she tries to think... before letting out a loud, frustrated "MEOWWWWWWW!", throwing her hands up, and flopping over backwards onto the ground.

- Or something else! Go wild. Let your imagination guide you. Do whatever you want. This is voicetesting land.

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It was a brilliantly sunny, warm afternoon. Yesterday had been quite productive, as Nyata and Zoey measured such things. Nyata had learned a whole lot of things about the Tlanchana, and Zoey had drawn a few good sketches of Nyata learning a whole lot of things about the Tlanchana. She might have gotten more sketches, but eventually she had been invited to join in on their research and then all thoughts of further academics had fallen from her mind.

Zoey had just taken a dip in a nearby stream to wash off last night’s exertions, then settled in to try and make a proper ink drawing of the snake woman while the memory was still fresh. She had a towel flung over her shoulders but was otherwise naked as she used the napping griffon’s flank as a back rest while she drew with a look of concentration.

She stopped At Nyata’s distressed yowling and looked over to see her flopped over on the grass.

“Writer’s block?”

"Yeah....." Nyata responds, completely without energy. She looks like she might melt away into the ground, devoid of any life.

"There were those people we had fun with, yesterday, right? The snake people. I've written most of the stuff about them already..." She gestures to her book, before rolling around back and forth.

"But I figure, I should put in a pronunciation guide! But how can I do that! When I can't pronounce the name!"

The real crux of her issue seems to be that. She liked the Tlanchana, but how can she talk about that if she's having trouble pronouncing it?

"It's pronounced 'Tlanchana.'" Zoey explained, helpfully.

"Anyway what's the big deal? You don't need to know how to pronounce it to write a book. Just how to spell it."

"T... Tilla..."

She frowns. "I don't know how to do that either."

"T, L, I, N, C, H...O? Fuck that doesn't sound right. I should have written it down but she started doing that thing with her tongue to you at that point and I got distracted."

Right??

[SHE'S POUTING NOW.]

I forgot to ask, too! But they're, really good with their tongues, you know? I feel like I still can't even say it right, maybe because I don't have their tongue....

She had unfair advantages!

[Snake tongues, you see. They're long and they...flicker.]

What's the point of spending years practicing giving incredible head when just some quirk of biology lets her blow me out of the water!?

[ sometimes, some arrangements just work out too well. two parties that were looking for more information that could come together to help each other out. polly had made her name selling various potions and experimenting with different spells. most of them typical, for those who need appendages regrown or those curious about flight.

in traveling to this land, she found that... well, at least in a couple respects, a more amorous collection seemed to do much, much better. problem being, the world is vast and her knowledge of what gets a certain species aroused isn't quite as deep as she'd like.

which made meeting nyata a boon that she couldn't have anticipated, but she's more than willing to take advantage of. it was simple: any "love potions" that she brews up, nyata can have. in exchange, she also gets to take in some of the information she writes about. then, she could use that to make more potions.

she had a fresh brew ready to deliver, swooping down on her broom as she spots nyata writing. before she can even say anything, there's a frustrated caterwaul and the other girl flops onto the ground.

the witch clears her throat. ]

Natalia, dear, are you suffering from writer's block?

[ she's probably been told a million times to call her 'nyata', by this point. ]

Meowwwww....

[She looks up at Polly, eyes watering. She looks so devastated.

Polly is a friend, of course. Even if it wasn't for their potions, Nyata admires the drive to do good and learn more. So a witch like Polly, learning and studying, is someone Nyata is proud to call a friend, even beyond their other arrangements.]

It's the Magic Hands... I've figured out a lot about them, but, you know, I can't figure out a good name for them! Do you know about them?

Magic Hands... hm. I'm not entirely familiar, no. Would they not have names prior to meeting you?

[ the world's vast, and it wasn't as if polly did go and sought out monsters that much. ]

"Magic Hands" is the name. But that's not actually right! People think they're disembodied hands, but.... I think there's actually a central body we just can't see or interact with. I noticed some hands couldn't get too far away from each other... But it's not like I can talk to them. I don't think they're actually, um, aware? Or smart? They're just sort of doing... something.

They're good with their fingers, though!

I see. So they're something more spectral. I'm impressed that you were able to get a good idea of their skills without talking to them. Ah, though if they're good with their fingers, are you able to at least touch the hands themselves?

Yeah! The hands are just like weird gloves. They just feel kind of... smooth? Just like a nice silk glove, but being worn by a ghost or something.

[ polly hums, before an odd question just. pops into her head. ]

Did you get a taste of any of their fingers?

[ that might've spurred something? ]

[It wasn't unusual for Nyata to get tied up in her research, or in this case, knotted. Deep into her activity with the hulking wolves she was studying, it seemed she was well and truly occupied, in several sense of the word, and not in a position to take on any more. But fate wouldn't be so kind, as something else huge and red came crashing into the thicket, looking for her.

It was concerning enough to have the massive 2-meter direwolf alpha come in while you were squeezing his pack dry. It was even more concerning when he was being carried and shaken like a misbehaving pet by a 3-meter tall oni, growling angrily as she swatted tree branches aside. When she finally caught sight of the catgirl in the middle of the wolves, she roared angrily.]

I knew it! It's you again! Look, this is your fault! [Still holding the massive wolf off the ground, Beni shook it at her, eliciting a whimper. It looked like a shamed pet, its ears laid back and tail curled, but it was hard to call it apologetic with the huge red erection sticking up out in front of its furry belly.]

Nnnn... Beni~!

[Nyata is, well. She is horny at the best of times. And then sometimes she goes into heat... And sometimes she just has her brains fucked out. Either way, filled up by werewolf knots, eyes half-lidded, her brain isn't particularly functional. She doesn't seem to even notice the anger in Beni's voice, or how shamed the alpha looks.]

Are you here- nn!- to join the fun, too? That would be great!

Fun? Direwolves aren't supposed to be fun! I mean, they kinda are, but that's after deadly life-or-death combat!

[She doesn't seem deterred from lecturing despite how busy Nyata seems, but it's not her first time catching the girl like this. It wasn't like she'd never been in the same position either, though usually there was a lot more biting involved.]

You know what this one did? He came up and licked me! Like a puppy!

[More animal-shaking. Never let her have a pet.]

Isn't- Mm- Isn't that cute?

[She starts to grin, though it's really hard for her to focus on... anything, right now. Anything other than what's being done to her.]

That's a sign of- He wants to mate with you! But he wants you to-

[... unfortunately, the rest of that sentence is going to remain a mystery, because a second werewolf is now taking Nyata from behind. So she's dealing with two at once... and judging from her yowling, her brain might have just entirely shut off.]

Cute? Cute?

[She's having none of this]

He wants me to what? Be gentle? Take the lead? This is bullshit, Nyata!

[And so is ignoring her when your mouth isn't even full, who gets distracted just because they're getting reamed front and back, clearly Beni's complaints are more important.]

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