Dramatic dialogue
Description
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
fit for a goddess. The pretty major wore a satisfied smirk, crossing her robe arms over her slender waist. How did you began? Eric can, Where did that? Delilah said simultaneously. The slender ALF shrugged nonchalantly. Why are you both so surprised I have been practicing after all. It's only natural. I've gotten a little bit more powerful. Delilah and eric and stood there speechless. Delilah cast a doubtful look at eric can not entirely convinced by her friends explanation, but ERic can simply shrugged and set about cleaning his blade. Delilah's brows furrowed just last week casting a single fireball spell had been enough to wipe loris out completely for the better part of a day. Today she had just cast a second such spell within moments and it was far more powerful than anything. Delilah had ever seen her pull off before. Something wasn't right about that majors didn't progress so far so quickly in both stamina and power. Let's get going, said Loris. Delilah's goddess awaits she said the word goddess with a sneer as if it were a particularly nasty epithet. Delilah blinked in surprise as the major swept past her, Her friends black mane trailing a floral scent as the slim elf stalked by. She watched the woman go briefly, wondering if the top of lorises head seemed a bit higher than she was used to. Excerpt to. Delilah gasped unprepared for the vision. That was her friend's body, still reeling from the raw sensuality of her salacious dream. The young elf was absolutely stunning, her body tight toned and luscious. Lloris had always been so slender. It was easy to think of her friend as more of an adolescent than a young woman. No one would make that mistake. Now the terry cloth towel barely covered enough to meet modesti's needs, Her full breasts bulging over the top of the tight knot almost, the entire length of her silky thighs, visible as they emerged from her bottom of the damp fabrics flowing caress. Delilah's wandering eyes wide and further as she saw the staggeringly, perfect lower slopes of lorises, smooth, shapely dairy air emerging from the shifting cloth that couldn't quite contain its elegantly flowing arc. The clerics lips trembled as her eyes moved upward to find lorises. Dark, glimmering eyes. Excerpt three loris twisted her body until she was again facing the temples goddess, her sinuous abs tightening beneath the perfect skin of her slender midriff. With emotion she stepped forward, the long slit in her calf length skirt parting to reveal the entire length of her endless heartbreakingly perfect leg. She began to circle the blonde goddess with languidly graceful strides, mesmerizing lips parted as her seductive voice continued. What appeared to be a well rehearsed speech with your breathtaking appearance and promises of healing powers. You draw in followers and worshippers, said loris disdainfully. But in truth you're weak. The new bile elf paused, her lush breasts now straining the halter like top created when her damaged robes had been torn by the dragon. Delilah could see Laura's body changing now ascending to ever more breathtaking heights. Her sleek stomach rippled with taught feminine muscle. The raven haired beauties! Long legs continued to tone with ever increasing definition as they drew to a stop. Her long slated skirt swishing to delicately caressed the satin skin of her slender thighs. She was now taller than Austra, looking down on the blonde goddess haughty expression, twisting her perfect lips. You never deserved worshippers like Delilah, a goddess. You couldn't even stand up to a dragon and some rabble sent to invade your temple. You couldn't keep me a simple made from stripping you of the entirety of your following Laura's lean toward the goddess, her dark eyes blazing triumphantly, and it wasn't even difficult. It was easy. Austra swallowed nervously, feeling the radiant aura of might loris, now possessed, knowing intuitively that the sensual elves, staggeringly sexy body was vastly more powerful than her own. Your followers deserve someone worthy of their worship. They deserve someone who can inflame their passions to inspire them with her strength. Loris smiled as she watched. Ostrich eyes fill with awe, the formerly formidable goddess, now trembling before the young elves rising magnificence. They deserve me.