Flesh

So this is my first erotic fanfiction, so hopefully it isn't too bad. It takes place many years ago when Relmyna Verenim from the Shivering Isles expansion was young and kicked out of the Mages Guild.
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Relmyna Verenim was not a happy woman. Try as she might –and she didn’t try too hard- she couldn’t the seething anger she felt at her disgrace. Relmyna had been ejected from the Mages Guild, something that angered the red head to no end. On this sunny day of Second Seed, the young sorcerer was made to gather her experiments and notes and was forced to leave Cyrodiil’s magical epicenter.

The Morrowind native stormed out of the Arcane University and into the Arboretum, muttering foul things to herself that would make mothers faint and children gasp. Where she was headed she didn’t know, as the Guild had been her home and life up until now. Her pretty face was smudged with viciousness, pouty lips pursed.

One of the many Guards who protected the Imperial City happened to pass by and bid a passive, “How do you do ma’am?”

Relmyna spat “Blow it out your ass, n’wah.”

The Imperial glared angrily, and snared the woman’s wrist in a vice grip of iron armor.

“Watch your forked tongue, Dunmer.” The Guard warned. “The Imperial Guard does not take kindly to disrespect of its servicemen. I could impose a hefty fine on you.” His eyes glanced down to the generous cleavage straining against the fabric of Relmyna’s robes, and he smiled lustfully. “…Or I could see that you learn respect some other way.”

Relmyna snatched her hand arm away and pulled her robes a little closer together on her ample chest. She, like many young Dunmer women, was naturally attractive. Her slender figure was offset by a large chest and round hips and firm butt. However, sexual though she was, Relmyna was powerful and furious, and her red eyes glared fire at the guard. Lightning cackled in the offended hand, and the other reached for a dagger at her waist. The Guard glared back, but the two passed each other and went on their separate ways.

The Dunmer continued to fume, however. She couldn’t believe the audacity of her situation! How could she be banned from the Guild because of her experiments with living flesh?! Some of her human subjects had survived the experimentation…


Sometime later, Relmyna had taken to exploring Cyrodiil to find a new place to set up shop. Without the Guild, the Dunmer woman lost a plethora of resources that had been available to her. She cursed the close-minded Arch-Mage and Council, damning them for their ignorance and petty humility, but all the swearing in the world wouldn’t provide the same services that the Arcane University offered. She would have to start fresh.

The young sorcerer was exploring caves west of Bruma, when she stumbled across a Breton girl in black robes. She had dark circles under her golden eyes, but it didn’t seem to be from a lack of sleep.

“What’re you doing out here, Breton?” Asked Relmyna.

The stranger’s response was to raise a walking corpse from out of the ground! A Necromancer! Relmyna unsheathed her glass dagger, but a deep baritone of a voice commanded “Halt!”

A High Elf, a full head taller than Relmyna and clad in more ornate Necromancer robes, stepped into the Dunmer woman’s vision. The Breton Necromancer bowed her head and dispelled her undead minion, banishing it back to death. He wore a smug smirk, like one of someone who played a game of chess but knew he was going to win.

“Who are you?” Asked Relmyna, dagger still drawn.

“I am Mannimarco.” Said the High Elf, still smiling that odd smile. “I am many things besides, but like you I am a Mer of morality that more simple-minded magisters find repulsive. I’ve heard about you from friends inside the Mages Guild. They agree with me that expelling someone as brilliant as you is a crime!”

For the first time in a long while, Relmyna smiled and sheathed her weapon. “Darn tootin’!” She agreed, walking a bit closer to the Altmer. “Just what do you want of me, Mr. Mannimarco?”

Mannimarco laughed and said, “Please, just call me by my first name, if you’ll allow me the same privilege!”

“Of course, Mannimarco.”

“Please, step inside my Echo Cave, I want very much to speak with you.”


It took almost no time for Mannimarco to talk Relmyna into a high state of arousal. Inside the deepest, most remote part of the cave was a lavish bedroom the King of Worms himself. He led the Dunmer to it, who fidgeted anxiously. She was already deeply attracted to him; who’d have thought that a Necromancer would be so interested in her theories about Flesh?

She was already undressing as she made her way into the room. Her robes slid off her blue-gray skin like water, exposing her nude figure to the hungry but patient eyes of Mannimarco. The woman ran fingers over her body, almost foreign to it with the new heights of arousal coursing through her. She kneaded her large breasts, enjoying the softness of them balanced by the rigidity of her hard nipples. They held shape lovely, large and round but firm enough to hold a perky shape. Relmyna pinched her dark blue nipples, gasping a bit at her own ministrations.

Mannimarco’s hands were suddenly at her chest, massaging the warm flesh almost studiously. His thumbs brushed at those perky nipples, and he lowered his mouth to suckle roughly at one and then the other. They tasted sweet, and anyone who had the fortune to touch or taste them would agree that they were the best breasts to have yet come into the world.

Relmyna, full of desire and wanted to please this fascinating person, lowered herself before the King of Worms and opened the front of his robes. Mannimarco’s golden erection sprang forth, budging with lust after getting to play with the Dunmer’s wonderful chest. Other parts of the young woman were wonderful though, and Relmyna demonstrated this by taking the hardened penis into her warm, wet, tight mouth.

Mannimarco allowed himself a groan of pleasure, enjoying the sight and feel of his dick buried within the young woman’s pretty mouth. Taking this as a sign that she was doing well, Relmyna sucked loudly on the member, eliciting more slight groans from the pleased King of Worms. She bobbed her pretty head back and forth on the dick, and just when she thought Mannimarco was close to orgasm, he pulled his cock out of her mouth with a slurping pop! The Altmer pushed the Dunmer back onto the bed, straddling her belly and placing his dick between her generous breasts. He bound her wrists together on a bedpost with some rope her apparently got from nowhere, then closed her breasts around his dick and began to pump in and out of the cleavage.

Relmyna, bound, could not refuse the cock peeking out from between her breasts, but wouldn’t have done so even if she could. She had never done such a sexual act before, but found it incredibly arousing all the same. Mannimarco thought so as well; he loved how soft the woman’s generous breasts felt as he pumped in and out of them, the warm of the flesh smothering his cock. He squeezed the glorious tits together around his cock, thumbing the nipples again to the pleasure of his Dunmer partner.

Suddenly, the King of Worms raised his hand over head and willed it to be covered in purple energy, before lowering it behind him to the warm mound between Relmyna’s legs. He rubbed excitedly at the mound, much to the pleasure of Relmyna. She squeezed her eyes shut at the intensely pleasurable sensation. Mannimarco’s ministrations were so good, it felt as if she were being touched all over!

She gasped at the pleasure, and her face suddenly blushed as orgasm seized her body, moving in ebbs and flows out of her. The grand finale came when Mannimarco came from between her breasts, sticky white semen splattering her face, neck, and chest and almost throwing her into a second orgasm from the foreign sensation.

Mannimarco inserted some of his own cum drench fingers into Relmyna’s mouth, letting her taste her own sweetness. The Dunmer’s tongue glided over the Altmer’s digits, tasting as much of herself as she could.

“You enjoyed that.” He observed.

Relmyna nodded her head, face and chest still painted with semen. She licked her lips, hopeful to taste it.

“Well have I got a treat for you, my sweet.”

The King of Worms looked over his shoulder at the three Dread Zombies he had summoned just before he worked on Relmyna’s lovely pussy. The creatures waited obediently, making only the faintest gurgles and shifts in posture. Relmyna saw them as well, and gasped.

Mannimarco grinned and said, “With a bit of discipline, a zombie can be made to ignore the hunger for flesh and replace it with lust for flesh, my dear.”

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Not too bad, was it? There will be some necrophillia in the next chapter, but this is probably a one time thing because I'm not much into fucking corpses. Anyway, give me a review and tell me what you think!