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<h1>Thief Of Redcliff</h1><h3>Ver.: 0.1.0</h3>
[[new game]]Stealing bodies is bad, most people would agree with that. But so is dying. And you're dying again, so you can't help but be looking for your next body.
At the moment you're nothing more than a more-or-less incorporeal mist scouring the outskirts of Blackcliff for a young, suitable body. Luckily the sun is already setting, making you almost discernible. The people in this region aren't that wary of body-snatchers though. Getting a new body should be as easy as breathing... when you have a body.
Not a lot of time passes until you start smelling them. There are multiple hosts you could choose from, but it shouldn't matter too much, since you're going to adjust their bodies anyway.
You notice a strong smell of alcohol mixed with sweat first. It seems a group of boys is having a party outside, judging by their laughter and what seems to be singing. One of them should be a [[good target|approach group]].
Then there's a more refined aroma, more delicate. A woody perfume with floral undertones mingled with a slight taste of fresh linen. Maybe something [[more refined|approach noble]] should be your dinner.As you get closer their singing becomes clearer if not better. Now you get a better chance to look at the boys. You see four boys, but one of them is a wolfman, so you won't be able to possess him directly.
Still, they seem to live similar lifes, all dressed in a similar clothes. Dark green tunics and plain trousers, they were common workers. That was already clear from the the indecent songs they share. While they seem to be very enchanted by girls, you wouldn't mind changing that, but for now you continue to trail them.
Eventually they step off the road, gathering around a fireplace that's as quickly lit as they take seat on the logs lying around it. Their singing dies down as well and transitions into more of a conversation.
> "So you know how $girl alawys comes to get buns for her family?"
> "Yesterday she came again just before we closed and asked me if I was free!"
> "No way, dude!"
> "I got to touch //her buns// and they were so soft."
They all laugh in unison.
Now it's time to make your move. [[One of them|sneak attack]] is getting up and is walking to a nearby bush, leaving [[his friend|log friend]] sitting on a log by himself, opposite of the others.<<return "Available next update">>
<<silently>>
[[Infect him|infect noble]]
<</silently>>It seems like he is going to relieve himself, so you quickly circle around the fire towards the bush, your misty form passing through the leaves and twigs with ease. After a few moments of stumbling closer, he's standing behind the bush and <<linkappend "his hand reaches to grab his tunic.">>
You dash for it and envelop it in yourself, changing into an opaque goo. You now travel his arm more slowly.
Luckily, he seems to be a little bit out of it and just watches his right arm as you creep further up.
He tries to wipe you off, but as you've already taken over enough of his arm, you decide to go into hiding. Slowly you disappear into his skin, leaving him confused and slighlty anxious as you can tell by his heartbeat.
Still, he decides to continue his evening as if nothing happened. The rest of the evening [[becomes blurry|char init]] as you feel his alcohol affecting you.
<</linkappend>>
[[You decide to hide for now|char init]]You regain awareness while it's still dark. Currently, you're possessing the arm of the boy you attacked yesterday, he is still sleeping, so now you've got some time to think this through.
You could try just speaking to him. But that could go bad if he's not a fan transformation. At least he hasn't an aversion to beastfolk, making this //easier// -- but not easy.
You have been roaming the land for so long that you've forgotten what it feels like to possess a body like this. It's actually more boring than you imagined and being hidden below some bedsheets doesn't make this more exciting. You could try to [[play with your host|scene morning]], or just [[wait it out.|bathroom scene]]
o end up idling for a few hours until sunlight peeks through the window and bedsheets.[[It would be best to hide for now|next day]]<<goto "next day">>
<<set $name = "Noah">>
[[next day]]The streets are mostly empty, and his gait is quick not giving you much of a chance to further inspect it. Just around the corner he enters a bakery.
> "Good morning, $name"
> "Good morning to you too," he returns with a big grin.
A large man greets your host, $name, who proceeds behind the counter into the backroom.<<set $lastvar = "jo">>
Since you're going to stay in this body for a while, you might as well start exploring it now. You creep take control of the arm you're residing in and wander along his stomach and groin, sliding below his pair of underwear.<br><br>
You find his member and wrap it with your hand.<br><br>
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As you stroke fruther down and envelop <<link "his balls">>
<<replace "#scenedir">>
As you stroke fruther down and envelop his balls with a soft grip, his member responds and gets hard. You tighten your grip and squeeze his balls, massaging them.
Your can hear his breathing getting quicker and slight moans escaping whenever you squeeze just a little bit tighter.
[[He starts stirring...|bathroom scene]]
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<</link>> with a soft grip, it responds and <<link "gets hard.">><<replace>>
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</div>
<<nobr>>
<<if $lastvar is "jo">>... and suddenly suddenly jerks awake.
<<else>>He wrestles himself out of the comfort of his own bed, finally giving you a chance to see room for youself.<</if>><</nobr>>
It's decorated modestly. It's a pretty small room, lacking in decoration. The bed is as basic as it gets, a desk stands opposite of it, a few sheet paper lie on top of it. There's a garnment rail with a some clothes draped over it, but nothing special... or interesting.
<<linkreplace "He moves to the next room...">>After sitting on the edge of the bed for what feels like ever, he finally gets up and leaves his room, entering a restroom as basic as his living room.
He pulls some pipe closer and water starts filling into a stone bowl sitting below a mirror. He gathers some up in his hands to wash his face.
Then he pauses for a moment, giving you a chance to look at it.
His hair is short but messy, and his skin is slightly weathered, but his blue eyes distract from that. And while he is staring blankly into the mirror, you're sure his smile is bright.
His expression relaxes and he continues his routine, ruffling his hair with left hand, before returning to his room.
He picks up a tunic like the one he wore yesterday and [[leaves his house|on the way to bakery]] as soon as he is dressed.
<</linkreplace>>