Artwork by ArtOfVenus

Chapters 1-5 in 4K HD at gumroad /WordPress links

Evie and the Snotling Squad in A Wintry Ambush has been a ton of fun so far.

This EPIC collaboration with ArtofVenus is far from over–we’ve just passed the halfway point of volume 1.

All of the pages with low-resolution images are available individually here and on my WordPress site.

BUT, if you’d like to see them all in one place with images in gorgeous 4K HD so you can zoom in on your favorite parts in sharp resolution (wink, wink), the chapters are available on my gumroad site.

And starting today, you can purchase pages 1-30 (chapters 1-5) in a single Hi-res PDF bundle for $5.

You can find it here:

gumroad.com/katied

Thank you for your continued support, I appreciate all of you!

Page 33 continues Monday!

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This is a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

If you enjoyed, go give ArtOfVenus a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon and/or SubscribeStar.

And watch for more with Evie soon!

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Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!

page 32 and vignette at the WordPress link

Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!

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I felt a tug at the corner of my mouth that pulled my attention back to the creepy old gray snotling.  “Lookit all dem shiny teef!” he said, while running his thumb over them.  

He was the one who had said he wanted some of my hair for his ‘special prize box.’  Hopefully he didn’t want any of my teeth to put in there, too!

This situation was getting stranger by the minute. These were such odd, unpredictable, impulsive creatures that it was making it difficult for me to just ‘endure and wait for it to be over.’  It was a riot of different sensations from hands and squig tongue and their bizarre behavior.  

Their activity was keeping me on edge, and it was having an odd effect on my demeanor. I was becoming increasingly frustrated by my helplessness, frustrated by being forced to remain compliant and passive under the tip of that wicked-looking spear.

It didn’t seem right to be acting and feeling submissive to them, not even with the leader’s dominant posturing, comments and commands.

My frustration was growing and if I wasn’t careful, I wouldn’t suppress my need to lash out.

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This is page 32 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

If you enjoyed, go give ArtOfVenus a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon and/or SubscribeStar.

And watch for more with Evie soon!

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Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!

page 31 and vignette at the WordPress link

Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!

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My attention strayed back to the snotling squad leader.  His groans were coming louder as he stroked himself faster.  It seemed eventually he was going to either cum in his pants, or on me!

My mind couldn’t keep up with everything that was happening to me—and all because I’d made the mistake of trying to help out what I thought was a little fellow in danger!

I was a proud ranger and a highly skilled Codex Cryptae agent.  I’d been trained to be lethal in a fight, resistant to torture and able to endure a wide variety of unpleasant situations.  I’d experience my share—some would say more than my share—of sticky situations, prolonged captivity, and rough treatment from orcs, aquaoids, vicious warlords, and pervy wizards.

I’d even spent a couple days ‘imprisoned’ on a place called Goblin Island, where entire tribes of  goblins passed my friends and me around—and later I ended up enslaved by one (named Roger) for a week!  ‘Ahh, good times,’ I thought, my mind wandering.‘I wonder where Roger is today?’

‘FOCUS, Evie!’I told myself, dragging myself back to the present.  Roger and Goblin Island were a story for another day.  The point was, all the times I’d been captive, I rarely felt  this overwhelmed and vulnerable. Or uncertain of what was next..  

I was so distracted I didn’t actually hear the muttering of the snotling leader above me: “Mmm, da’s such good, s’close, but needs more…”  he moaned.  “Nyeh, need wet ‘n warm…”

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Page 32 coming tomorrow!

And if you’d like to read the story of Evie’s Island Vacation with her friends and tribes of horny goblins, check out the story on the ‘friends page’ of my friend We Are All Mad Here:
Island Vacation
and the epilogue that follows:

Epilogue-Island Vacation

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This is page 31 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

If you enjoyed, go give ArtOfVenus a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon and/or SubscribeStar.

And watch for more with Evie soon!

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Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!

page 30 and vignette at the WordPress link

Yeah, das gud...

Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!

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“Such preety preety hair,” the creepy old gray snotling croaked.  “An’ soft lips…”  He stroked one thumb over my lips and slipped it in my mouth, probing around.  I shook my head trying to dislodge his thumb, but the spear point reappeared over my eyes as a reminder to be still.

Laying back on my bound hands, with my ankles bound, and five snotlings around me, there wasn’t much to be done about my situation other than to endure it and hope it was over soon.

A tickle came from the side of my right breast, and I tried to look toward where the squig was slathering my skin with his warm drool.  In the cold wintry air, it was the only warm part of me.  Much lower down my body, I felt the fingers working at my belt buckle finally free the clasp, and a bit more cool air on my flesh as grabbing hands pulled the wide belt away from me.

It was a pinch at my nipple that brought my attention back to the snotling squad leader.  “Mnnnn, das gud,” he moaned, closing his eyes while pumping his hand vigorously in his trousers.

‘Oh holy ones,’ I thought.  There were hands—and a tongue—all over me, all doing different things to me, and it was hard to keep them all straight or know where to focus.  

I wanted to writhe and roll away and resist, but growls from the snotling keeping his wicked looking spear in my face proved an excellent deterrent.  I was just going to have to be strong.

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This is page 30 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

If you enjoyed, go give ArtOfVenus a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon and/or SubscribeStar.

And watch for more with Evie soon!

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Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!

page 29 and vignette at the WordPress link

I don’t think he means the candy bar in her backpack...

Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!

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‘Ah-ha!’ I thought, when I heard him quickly correct himself from ‘Ya belongs to ME’ to ‘US.‘  He must believe that he alone held claim to me.  I could use that to stir things up a bit.

“Oh, no, Sir,” I continued in an earnestly deferential voice.  “I surrendered to you alone, back by the tree, and so I belong to you, alone.  Only you get to choose what to do with me.”

“Dat’s right!” the snotling leader said, puffing his chest out proudly.  “Youse does belong t’me.  An’ I decides what I does wit ya.  An I says, le’ us get a lookit dem mounds on ya.”

He hooked filthy fingers inside the front of my blouse and exposed my breasts to the cold.

His whole squad froze, staring, grinning, looking hungrily at my chest.  None of them said a word until their squig took a loud sloppy lick at the side of my breast.  That broke their thrall.

“An’ me boys knows dat if’n theys do what I says, I’ll share ya wit’ ‘em,” he continued, gesturing to his crew.  

They sprung into action, pulling my bustier and blouse the rest of the way off.  One went back to work on trying to unbuckle my belt, while the creepy old gray snotling who’d been playing with my hair began to touch my face as well.

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This is page 29 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

If you enjoyed, go give ArtOfVenus a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon and/or SubscribeStar.

And watch for more with Evie soon!

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