Marina's return to her home Prehevil was not one she would have willingly made if not for her father's letter, informing her of her mother's death. The cold, uncaring writing inside left her with a seed of suspicion; the letter already had her suspecting something, considering the distant relationship she had with her father, but his obsession with his rituals and blood magic left her with one thought.

Her mother's death might have been purposeful.

Marina owed it to her mother to investigate, the woman was the reason she was able to grow up and live a decent life, after all. Being born a boy would have forced her into becoming a Dark Priest, a lifetime of servitude and little freedom.

Her mother taught her how to be a girl to escape such a life; how to dress, how to do her hair, and how to apply makeup. Her original gender didn't matter to her in the end, Marina was comfortable as a woman and didn't see anything wrong with continuing her life as one.

Thus, she got on a train destined for Prehevil, not knowing what would be waiting for her.

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Prehevil had changed, caught in some deadly and otherworldly ritualistic game that was sure to test anyone still sane in ways untold.

Marina knew eventually she'd have to face things better left unseen, but for the time being, she was dealing with another more pressing issue.

The one thing that reveals she was not originally born a woman has been acting up. Her life in the Vatican didn't offer many reasons for it to be active, but now, around attractive women... her cock was regularly tenting the front of her dress and requiring constant adjusting to keep it comfortable and discreet.

She aches to sink her member into a tight, wet pussy or feel the enjoyable sensation of a mouth upon it.

Marina already knows of one girl who would be willing... her eyes catching sight of the obsessive Samarie watching her from a distance, the skittish and gloomy girl had made it abundantly clear that she'd be willing to suck on her cock for hours if Marina lifted her dress in invitation.

Her eyes roam over to the other women at the train, wondering if any of them would be willing to enjoy their bodies pressed against each other in mutual ecstasy.

Even in the dangerous and deadly Prehevil, lust is present... and perhaps a moment of pleasure would be helpful.

Hello, thanks for reading my post! I'm a big fan of Fear and Hunger, and I've been wanting to make a plot about it for a while now.

I'm looking to play Marina, having returned home to investigate her mother's death, but now, dealing with the situation she finds herself in. The fact she's experiencing a need to fuck the gorgeous women around her is also distracting, perhaps she can find a willing outlet for her desires.

Which brings us to your character! Feel free to play as any of the female cast you'd like!

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Please include your kinks and limits in your first message.

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