>Pastebin no longer lets you post spicy content>Rentry still getting blocked as spamModern problems require modern solutions. See the image for the content prior to what's in this post.
Also, the first image from this set is what I originally planned as the post image: (For Rene's Eyes ONLY)":
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"René!" a scratchy voice that could have come from a grandmother or a young girl-child interrupts you before you can get any further with your beloved. "Where have you gotten off to? We have a meeting with- oh, there you are! Playing around in dreamspace instead of getting any work done, are you? Well, I'm respecting your autonomy as a person by knocking, but asserting my authority as your teacher by coming in anyways!"
René pales. Your eyes squint in suspicion as all signs of arousal flee from his body like a thief in the night, even though you have not moved from your position astride him. Even your new favorite sword retreats into its scabbard at the sound of this woman's voice.
Then, the world cracks like glass, and a woman enters through a hole left behind by an energetic punch.
You cannot tell if she's an old crone, or a young maiden over a decade younger than you, not at first glance, nor the second, third, or fourth. Her hair is like pale straw compared to your vibrant gold, her eyes dark and black as the starlit sky, glimmering with a spark of vibrant green. She wears clothes of purest white silk, in a fashion that must have been ancient a thousand years ago. Her feet are bare of any cover, yet they look soft as the driven snow.
"René, my favorite pupil, I've come to take you-" she starts, but her words cut off when she sees what you're wearing. Both the white silk upon your body, and the mysterious white liquid splattered across your face and breasts. Her expression shifts from a cheerful smile to a knowing smirk, and she looks to René. "<span class="mu-i">Ohhhhhh~!</span> This must be that childhood friend of yours, right René? The one you've been trying to get in contact with? Well it looks like you've succeeded beyond my wildest expectations~"
"Uh, teacher, I can explain!" René stammers out from beneath you. "I <span class="mu-i">definitely</span> wasn't trying to abuse the art of Dr-"
"Sush!" She raises a finger to him, and gives you a stern look. A strange turn this dream, but not the strangest that you've dreamt up before. "I don't want to hear it from you. This is a talk between ladies. You there! Louise, I think it was? What makes you think you're good enough for my little René, huh?" <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r">Roll 1d20</span></span>
>Because you love him the most.>Because no one knows him as well as you do.>Because you're a Baroness now, and have access to both powerful allies and significant funding.>Because he loves you the most.>[Draw Booba Scythe] Because if anyone harms so much as a single hair upon his head, you will gut them like the catch of the day.>All of the Above.>[Write in]>All of the Above (Including Write Ins) 