NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Bakan's firm whisper that Janne was no longer allowed to cum caused the nymph to quirk an eyebrow at him once more, but she listened to his rules and his demanding question without interruption or trying to close the distance between her own lips and his at any point. A soft sigh escaped the busty woman's lips as Bakan's were pressed against the tip of one of her large breasts, light tugs against his hold on her wrists forcing him to maintain it while he nursed at her chest. True to his memory of her, Bakan found that no milk leaked from Janne's ample breast, so the shivers she gave as he applied his mouth to her stiffened nipple and rolled his tongue around would have to be reward enough for his efforts.
What he asked prompted her to giggle once more, and as she squirmed and let out soft gasps and moans in his rough embrace she said; "Ahhhh... You really want to know? Mmmmm..... Well, I was a young little nymph, not even half the woman that I am now.... Ahhhnnn... I was an arrogant little thing, and made a bet with a satyr.... Aahhhhh, yes! Just like that! I... Nnnnn... Lost.... And I am a woman of my word~"
Her last few words were delivered in a purr, and occurred just before he gave a glance towards Samarta. The naga hovered a few feet away with her tail concealed beneath the water, just out of arm's reach still but closer than she had been when last he'd looked towards her, and she quirked an eyebrow at him as he prolonged his stare and said; "Well? What are you looking at me for? You've got an interrogation to run!" There were hints of mischief in her eyes, but in his lustful and distracted state Bakan would scarcely be able to detect it, much less interpret what her intentions might be.
Returning his attentions to Janne then, he would feel her thighs tighten around his length and her back arch, pressing herself forward and encouraging him to give more attention to her nipples while squeezing his cock until it was rubbing against her petals while her motions had his staff pushing in and out of the space between her legs. "Ahn.... When he took me.... I was on my back..... And he used his tongue first.... Ahhh.... And his fingers.... Nnnn, yeah.... And when I was ready he slipped into me.... He was... Oooff.... Huge, but it didn't even hurt! It was so good.... Ahhhh.... It makes me horny just thinking about it~ And then he took me so gently at first... But he kept going harder and faster! I could barely keep it together after a while, it felt so good~"
Janne devolved into a round of soft moaning and some fairly intense squirming, both having become more and more intense as she recounted the tale of the loss of her maidenhood, but when she came out of it she simply continued from where she left off; "He kept on going and going.... Ahhhhn! I don't know.... How many times I came.... And then, he... Unf.... He came inside me... I could it pulsing... It just kept cumming and cumming, it felt like forever! Ahhhhnnnn... Yeah~ But.... You know what?" Janne opened her eyes and gazed down at him, her squirming against his hold growing still as she paused dramatically and waited for him to react.
Janne's tugs to keep Bakan locked with her chest would go largely ignored with thanks especially to the fact that Janne's very scent was keeping him with her, so involved with her body. And that was just her scent. Her beautiful body, her drop dead gorgeous body, and her stunning voice that cried out in pleasure all stimulated and aroused him. At a certain point, he couldn't tell who was enjoying this more. Her story simply added onto things as well. Just imagining a satyr giving the young and wicked Janne her just desserts was just as refreshing as it was arousing. Her first time as a loss of her own! The feeling of rejoice along with the imagining of the large satyr cock entering her folds mixed together to form a lustful moan against her breast. This was getting dangerous. He was dancing to the sexual tune of her voice. Her words almost seemed to carry strings that drove his body to lust for her, and they were wrapping around him tight. He was quickly finding himself getting quite hungry, so passionately wishing to feel the embrace of her pussy once more around his manhood.
Samarta's reaction to his look was a bit odd. He was mostly just looking, even if he was perhaps throwing out invitations without fully realizing it. He didn't dwell on it for long though, Janne had to be taken care of, and she was using every weapon she had and putting up a damn good fight despite her bound wrists. Needless to say, her entire body might as well be a weapon. Bakan would siege this titan, he swore to himself with determination while sucking and licking her breast passionately. He'd recall every bit of passion for her that he had before she mounted him on that day. Janne contested Ashloriel for the position of being the most beautiful woman he ever met. She was so close to stealing his heart when they first met, but she was only interested in stealing something else. He tried using that memory to fuel his fervor against her, but one couldn't simply overlook how deadly Janne truly was. Like a corrupt goddess in his eyes, Janne was a force that tempted him, calling him over to the dark side. Promising him passion. He probably could have even stayed with her... Until this very day. She never asked him to leave, he did that on his own. What if...? What if his heart were truly stolen by this woman? What if he became her loveslave?
The cursed temptation was so great. The mere invitation would be like a gravitational force that he'd have to use all his strength to avoid being sucked in. There was just no easy victory against her. It even took him a moment to realize he was getting so close to cumming himself while she filled his mind with the mental image of a fat satyr's cock filling her tight pussy and pumping her full of his seed. Throbbing... Throbbing... Pulsing... How full she must have been when he pulled his dirty length out... With Bakan's own large cock, it would be so easy to simply swap the mental image and picture himself filling that naughty nymph's lovely pink and soft folds... Though he had to wonder how many times he was going to get sidetracked. He was already thrusting his hips eagerly between her thighs to the point that one could see his length sticking out from between the large rounds of her ass, rubbing along her pussy between her legs. "W-When was I ever this hard?" Bakan wondered. Twas like his lower half was no different than a satyrs. Even given his recent growth, that was quite much to see happening.
He had to suffocate his desperate thoughts. He was becoming beast like and his wings were shining a bright pink while wrapping around the nymph. While consumed by his lust and the act of using his tongue on her breast and neck until her general chest area was soaked, Bakan was caught in a stupor by her question, only thinking of cumming while she spoke. "K-know what?" he asked in reply to her question. She had his full, undivided, and lustful attention.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Janne's smile would suddenly become absolutely malicious, and an instant later vines would suddenly wrap around one of Bakan's wrists, while more vines did the same to the other. Samarta's tail would suddenly trap his legs, and just like that Bakan would be bound up and pulled back and away from the woman against whom he had thought himself victorious. "You were just as much fun your first time~" she purred, and then Bakan would end up on his back on the ground a few feet back, his length vulnerable as it stuck up into the air. His bindings were actually fairly gentle, and if he put any particularly genuine effort into escaping them at all he would quickly find his arms freed and Samarta uncoiling from around his legs with a worried look on her face.
If he played along with Janne's game as she had with his, however, he would soon find the busty nymph sliding out of the water to crawl over his prone form, clad only in a lewd smile. Her damp auburn hair draped over him as water dripped onto his own damp form, tickling his legs as she slowly crawled up until her face was hovering over his cock. "Such a pitty.... You almost had me too~" she crooned, the coolness of her breath against the sensitive tip intensified by the water covering it, but it wasn't left out in the cold for long. Just after Janne spoke, Bakan would feel them warmth of her mouth suddenly envelope the tip of his length, her lips sucking while her tongue rolled over the domed head again and again, gathering up droplet after droplet of precum. The nymph popped off after only a moment, but any cool-down Bakan might have had from being pulled back was undone, and the look in Janne's eyes told him that she knew it it too.
"But now.... You're mine~" she purred, and then continued her crawl, Bakan's cock pushed against her heavy bosom, brushing past her nipple before its raging hardness caused it to spring back until it was pointing straight up again. "Helpless~" She straddled him, and suddenly he would feel Samarta's tail tighten, before the naga pulled herself up onto land before sliding up to lie against his side. Both women would have mouths and breasts within easy reach of his mouth, but Janne would still be facing him directly, and as she reached between them and lined his length up with her puffy sex she purred; "Before my revenge!" And then, before he could speak so much as a syllable, Bakan would feel Janne's warm, tight folds sliding down over his length, squeezing around his already painfully excited manhood and threatening to milk him dry just like she had when she'd taken his virginity.
It wasn't the grin. It wasn't the vines. It wasn't Samarta... It was her words. The grin merely set the stage for what was to come. The vines wrapping around his wrists caught Bakan by surprise. "D-damn it!" Bakan cursed, wincing at Janne at the sudden course of the situation. Effectively, all he did was give her a free titty suck. "Ah!?" Bakan gasped as Samarta suddenly got involved. Almost like it was staged, everything happened at once. Bakan was pulled down, but not before he got a look right into Janne's face as she smiled such a sexy evil grin at the paladin she played for a fool. Face to face, she said it. Those words hit him deep, and made him suffer just as it made him aroused. Laid on the ground, his first thought was indeed to rip those vines, but... 'Why can't I muster the strength to...!?' Bakan questioned himself. He quickly realized though that he had been neglecting how horny he was. All that arousal, and Janne ready to take her revenge, breaking free might result in not feeling sweet satisfaction...
Maybe... Maybe if it was just once... Let her make him cum once... 'Wait! What am I saying!? I have to-!' he was cut off. She kneeled over him, and her slick and wet hair was dripping over his flesh before her lips sealed over the helmet of his cock. Those lips of sinful, evil temptation... The promises of great pleasure weakened and crushed his resolve each time he tried to make it rise. "Hah... Aaah! Janne...! Why can't I... Even move!?" he questioned as if blaming her, while ignoring the truth. He didn't want to move. It felt so nice to be tortured by Janne. It was a battle against his own desire, and being so horny left him free to be molded and manipulated by Janne. Meanwhile, Janne herself would find any slight pulls on her vines growing weaker the further she advanced upon him. Once she mounted him entirely, petals ready to take him in, he was simply quivering with need, not a trace of resistance anywhere to be seen but in his words. Even his eyes begged her by that point, to feel the heavenly vaginal lips of his tormentor. Though the final blow would come when she did what she had done during his first time.
Bakan used to think he wouldn't mind marrying Janne when he first met her, captured by her beauty. He thought she was wonderful and kind, having no idea of her lewd nature. When she mounted him for the first time, she heard his confession. He confessed to her and insisted that she wasn't like that. "S-stop! I like you!" The young Bakan confessed to her, and gave his reasons based on his false assumptions. Janne said her piece, he didn't remember what she said in his hysteria but likely would if she repeated, before their lips met. In Bakan's ideal sugar coated world, only people who loved each other kissed like they did to each other. Her tongue likely knew every area of his mouth by the time she finished, and he shamefully knew most of hers. Even the taste... Then he realized he was thinking of marrying this woman, who had revealed herself to be a sadistic mistress who fancied him only for milking his cock. His first fuck, and his first real kiss. Janne took both. There was no romance of any sort, just lust. And forever has he felt the humiliation of knowing this witch held the memory of being his first confession. 'Damn it... I'll forever regret telling her I was developing feelings for her for the rest of my life...'
His hands bound above his head, Janne's lips close, while Samarta watched it all closely. It was like she was teasing him once more. With that memory in hand, she stared into his eyes as if knowing he was thinking about it. He hated that primal kiss inspired only by lust, but the sense of drowning in Janne's taste and her lovely thick body was overwhelming. Her breasts pancaking against his chest, he felt fully enveloped in manhood and body by this sexual titan. 'No...! Don't... Don't make me...' he begged silently. Her lips were there, she even moved them slightly, so attractive... This decision tore at his very being. The memory of him confessing his feelings to her scrambled his heart and dignity as he gave in to her teasing.
Contrary to when he lost his virginity, now Bakan willingly kissed Janne. He kissed this devil. He couldn't defeat her. Not one bit. She was still too strong in his heart and mind for him to break past her. He couldn't stop his lips, couldn't stop his body from moving, and couldn't stop his mind from submitting. Her hips went down to meet his needy motions of his hips, before a loud moan would meet her mouth. His hips even moved up to meet her half way on her descent. He nearly exploded in climax just from that. This pleasurable bliss was truly Hell. Her pussy felt so good, just like he remembered it, that he felt ready to die from experiencing such bliss. Just then, moaning into Janne's lips, and ready to accept her pussy around his manhood, Bakan thought about Cory. This was an ultimate betrayal to her, no doubt. He'd have to confess this. But then, he wondered about her, and the slime... What if Cory was with another man right now? Just picturing another man with Cory, both moaning with pleasure made his head spin with emotion, but he wasn't in a position to blame her for doing exactly what he was doing. He didn't have the right. All that taken into account, Bakan was ready to thrust up into Janne the next time she brought her hips down.
'I'm so sorry, Cory, Janne holds a grip over me like no other. I am enjoying this. I can deny it no more. I want more, even. I want to be smothered in her body, and thrust into Janne's hips.' Bakan pictured himself speaking this to Cory, trying to find a way to apologize to her. 'No matter what happens, I will love you and do my best for you. I won't let this break me. I'll do what's best for you even if you hate me for this.'
While kissing and fucking, Bakan would break their embrace of lips for just one moment. "You win, Janne..." he stated. "But I promised I'd fuck the evil out of you." he announced, before breaking his wrists free of the vines, and grabbing her ass, thrusting and bringing her hips down hard against his crotch, an act which made his own eyes roll back into his skull. It wouldn't be long before he was cumming into her folds. Whether he impregnated her or not didn't matter to him at that point.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
"Eheheheh.... You may do your best~" Janne would purr, having fully dominated Bakan in the kiss that he had started, just like she was in body thanks to the aid of her two groups of vines and Samarta. A surprised gasp escaped the nymph as he suddenly tore himself free of the vines binding his arms, but that gasp became a lewd moan as Bakan clapped his hands onto her bottom and pulled her down, their thrusts meeting to cause a soft smack to join their lewd noises. Samarta let out low coo at the display, her coils tightening around his legs, but that wouldn't do anything to keep Bakan from reveling in the ecstasy of Janne's soft inner walls as they quivered around his manhood, his eyes rolled up into the back of his head as the pleasure of her wonderfully soft insides overwhelmed his mind.
Janne might not have been a succubus, but her body was seemingly perfectly crafted both within and without for sex, the soft spasms of her folds milking his length no less effectively than Samarta's had proven able to do. Only a few moments into their coupling and Bakan, making no effort to resist his oncoming climax, surrendered to that velvety temptation and allowed himself to cum, ecstasy flooding his mind from the powerful pleasure of being able to pour his seed into Janne's busty body. Just like their first time, she had let out a startled gasp at the first sensation of his seed pouring up into her, but then a long, deep moan followed it as the nymph began to shudder. She bucked down, her pussy swallowing his manhood all the way down to the base, and then her inner walls began to contract around his shaft, massaging it and encouraging it to spill as much of his hot cream as his balls could produce. It wasn't a full orgasm, but just like it had before Janne's nymph body caused her to react with quakes of powerful sensation to the feeling of his warm, potent cum erupting into her for the first time of their encounter.
Whether or not he had seeded the busty woman above him with his child was impossible to determine so soon, but Bakan would feel every drop of his semen drawn up into her womb by the motions of Janne's inner muscles, giving his cum the highest chance possible of successfully impregnating the busty nymph. And then, whether or not she had intended such to happen, Janne seemed to go into a frenzy. His body was still spitting out the dregs of his climax, Bakan would find Janne riding him vigorously while issuing deep, low moans every tip his tip nudged against her cervix when he bottomed out, her thick body taking every inch of him with ease and her ass smacking wetly as it impacted against his hips. "More! Nnnnnn~" she moaned loudly as her hips rose and fell faster and faster, "give me more!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhnnnn~ Heh.... Gah.... Give it to me.... Give me more of your cum!" Janne's crooning demands were issued as she flipped her hair and turned her head, exposing her neck as was looking back at her voluptuous backside bouncing up and down on him, every wild buck encouraging his balls to surrender another load of their potent goo. It would be hard to resist such a demand for any length of time, particularly when he was still sensitive from his last orgasm, and soon enough a second climax would be milked from Bakan's member whether he tried to resist it or not, cumming even harder than before due to the greater pace at which she moved. When he did, Janne would shudder atop him once more, entering into a more intense orgasm than the one she'd had before as her body once more sought to drink up every drop of cum that he had to give.
Once he was finished being milked, however, Bakan's ordeal was far from over. Janne was cruel, after all, and she had a helper in the aid of conquering him completely.... And so, the nymph would suddenly slide off of his length, no signs of either of his orgasms showing besides a droplet of thick white goo at the tip. "Your turn~" she purred, and then suddenly rose off of him to plop down at his side. She was replaced almost immediately, however, and before Bakan could find the will to react following his two numbing climaxes her would feel a familiar mouth settle onto his tip. Samarta smirked up at Bakan as her lips sealed around him, the pleasure hell that he had experienced before threatening to return, but her body was still coiled around his legs, and he could do nothing but place a hand upon her head if he so wished before her deadly mouth descended upon his helpless manhood. Her tongue was coiled around his shaft instantly, and when she pulled back that indescribable wave of pleasure rolled through him once again, and from that point on the naga would show him no mercy until.
She was as slow an sensual as ever, but Samarta's mouth was as powerful a stimulative force as Janne's pussy had been mere moments before, and when she started draining his essence a few seconds later it became even more overwhelming. Any pain from cumming in such a quick succession was eased away as one of the naga's hands came up and cupped his balls, massaging away their aches with the power of his succubus techniques and leaving him ready to go again. And go he would feel his next orgasm rising, quickly, while his hands and mouth were free to do whatever he wished with Janne's figure as she lay beside him and watched the naga at work. A few minutes at best, and Bakan would empty another load of his cream into Samarta's waiting mouth, one that she drank down as eagerly as Janne's pussy had while continuing to make her slow bobbing motions while her tongue squeezed him tightly and literally stroked him inside of her mouth.
He would be given a moment to recover from the pleasure hell of Samarta's mouth while she sensually lapped at his balls, again easing away their growing ache until it had vanished completely only this time using her mouth instead of her fingers. When that pain was gone, however, he felt the muscles in her powerful tail stirring, and a moment later she had left the water and slithered out on top of him, taking the position that Janne had held a few moments before. She positioned herself over his erection, the tip nudging aside the scales that protected her pink, dripping flower, and then he was taken into yet another pleasure hell by the woman had been turned into a succubus as she sought to drain him dry of both energy and semen. Her hips would shift back and forth, producing a swell of her scaly rear to form as he was left outside of the warm confines of her sex for a few heartbeats, only for it to vanish while his cock did the same while being sucked into her impossibly tight but still velvety folds. Her breasts and her mouth were both within easy reach of Bakan's mouth while Samarta rode him, as were Janne's, and he could do as he liked with either one while Samarta took her turning pleasuring herself on his turgid member.
Off in the bushes, unseen by all three participants, three sets of eyes were watching the lewd encounter. The raccoon hunkered down, gazing upon the scene with unreadable animal-like features, unseen by all due to its natural ability at remaining hidden. Inka, in the meantime, was hidden close by as well, one eye peeking through the tall grass bordering the river as she watched with a blush on her normally crimson cheeks. Finally, another female figure was watching Bakan be dominated by the two women, a pair of golden eyes that were not so well known to Bakan or his companions that they were far too occupied to see.
Damn it all. It was getting very difficult to remind himself that he wasn't supposed to be enjoying this. Being dominant over Janne in that one instance made him feel comfortable, but it was strangely less satisfying. Comparing both that scenario to this one now... He'd never admit it, not willingly, but the realization was there: it felt so good to be dominated. Being suffocated by Janne's wealthy bust, his breath stolen by her lips, and his manhood squeezed tight by her folds was a thrill that made him quiver. Was that truly the reason this kind of thing kept happening to him? Was he subconsciously giving signs to other women, asking them to dominate him? That didn't make any sense, because he is ugly as sin! Terrifying in fact. He absolutely wasn't the c-word. Impossible. Even if it made perfect sense, and he had no argument against it. Completely. Impossible. Still, the situations he's ended up in are undeniably consistent, and encountering all these aggressive women continues to open his eyes, mostly to an idea that left him feeling a little strange. Well tied in to recent events as well. It was the idea of someone like Samarta... Actually being his protector. Indeed, she and Inka were his saviors, but the mental picture of Samarta safe guarding him from outside threats... Well, to begin with, it didn't fit his idea that women were to be protected. Though it wasn't beyond his mental scope. He could actually picture a really strong woman in his head. Red, short hair. Eyes of a lighter shade of purple. Powerful aura. Large proportions, particularly in the breasts and butt... And a cute little button nose~
'... That was oddly specific.' Bakan thought to himself. He had no idea who this person was, but he imagined her as being a very strong individual. Janne was also a strong woman. Inka as well. And Tiranna... 'Oh, I bet a bear hug from that woman would feel s-oh my god I'm a masochist.' Bakan realized. That was when Janne broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their tongues as the next phase truly began. Rough sex. Bakan's voice sang out in pleasure as Janne did the same, creating vocal music declaring how good they felt. It would be no surprise if others came to the scene upon hearing the copulation of the two. Wet flesh slapping against flesh with each thrust, receiving Janne into his lap brought a sexual joy that made Bakan's eyes roll back, only for them to desperately try to refocus so that he could see every motion of Janne's beautiful figure. He wondered then, how Janne must have felt when he revealed his affections to her as she stole his first time. If something came of it, would they be doing this every day? What about his brother? His quest to grow stronger? No... Even not counting his many other reasons, nothing would have come of it. Still, despite that... He had a feeling Janne would always be a part of his life. Or at least a majority of it. They had a lot of history together. He spent his younger days under her care for a while, and even then, he didn't stop seeing her. He wondered, while crying out in pleasure and thrusting his hips up to meet her own, just what they were to each other. A few more wet slaps later, and Bakan came to a conclusion. Him and Janne are the worst friends. He needs Janne just like how a good guy needs a bad guy in order to realize how good of a person he is. 'Wait, does this mean I still have feelings for Janne!? But I already love Cory! But... Ashloriel... ARGH! Why the hell am I thinking about all this shit while having sex!?' he questioned himself. He had to lay the hammer down on his heart's desire. Thinking on it... Thinking hard... Bakan moaned aloud, bucking his hips up while spraying his load into her thirsty pussy, writhing with pleasure as she sucked as much cum from him as she could.
He lost his train of thought. He decided he wouldn't try to get it back either. Too complicated. Instead he focused on the scene at hand, which was coming to be a rather exhausting sport. He had to wonder how many times he came inside Janne. He wasn't sure of her fertility, but he was definitely sure that he must be filling her up by now. Yet she continued to demand more from him. Not unlike the first time they had together, mind. She sucked him dry then, and then tried a few more times to get the last few droplets out of his sack. This wasn't too different. His balls were already starting to feel sore from being overworked. Janne's greed for more pleasure and more of his cum only grew, and so did the speed of her thrusts. She was sucking so much baby batter out of him that Bakan was beginning to crack under the pressure. He wasn't even thinking of what he was saying while crying out in lust, pleasure, and slight pain. "J-Jan... Ah! Oh! Gahd! Hah! M-mercy!" he begged, but she continued her frenzy. Her hips moved faster, and without any signs of getting tired. "C-cumming agaaaagh!" Bakan cried. His vision went blurry as his climax struck, and her pussy began feeding once again while he laid there, gasping and moaning as she sucked his length for any little droplet of cum he was willing to part with. Left panting and gasping for air, Bakan wondered how much more of this he could endure. His mind was already starting to become little more than mush. Then, Janne suddenly lifted from his crotch. "Huh...?" Bakan inquired weakly. Then he heard it. Janne was casually tossing the baton to Samarta as it were. "Wha...? Wai...! Nnng..." Bakan groaned, trying to speak words to either of them, but Samarta was not a slow snake.
The feeling of her tongue wrapping around his length stunned him and locked away any complaint he had. At first it was hell, pleasure mixed with pain, but then Samarta's touch seemed to make the pain vanish. Bakan's eyes bulged, and his back arched as her serpent tongue wrapped around his member. "Hnn... Aaaaaaaaah-ha-ha!" he laughed a little at the end. It wasn't funny, he was just becoming hysterical. After being fucked to exhaustion by Janne, he couldn't even lift an arm to do anything with Samarta's head, the pleasure was so overwhelming. Somehow with a whole new supply of cum, Bakan was surprised at the sudden release he gave into Samarta's mouth. There was so much of it! Must be a thing succubi could do commonly. He was amazed for that moment, before being 'wrapped up' by Samarta again. His legs bound as well as his cock, he was a writhing prisoner of Samarta's to toy with and she didn't hesitate to make use of her toy. There was something about getting wrapped up by Samarta that was very arousing, while she used her serpent tongue to extort the seed from his body. "Sa... Sama... Hah...!" Bakan tried calling out her name. Twas of no use. If anything that might only encourage her.
That was when she drew back. 'Fool me once...' Bakan thought to himself. He figured her drawing back didn't signal the end of his domination. And he was right. Samarta's sexual figure loomed over his own, and she was prepared to take it all the way. She emerged from the water as he felt her tail tighten around his ankles. It was a rather glorious display that made her sparkle in the sun's light. He may have been fucked out of his mind, but enough of Bakan was still in there to appreciate what he saw. He wished that something existed to capture that exact moment so he could appreciate it later. 'Hah, something that can capture an image? Something like that will never exist.' Bakan chuckled a little, before his mouth opened in a moan. Samarta's scales parted, and her moist vaginal lips spread to swallow his abused length inside. Feeling her pussy wrap around his length, Bakan was truly worried. He feared he'd faint from exhaustion from having to please the two deadly women over him. He didn't realize that drool was running down his cheek and that he had a rather silly looking expression of dumb lust on his face. As such, he wouldn't be reaching for any kisses or moving much at all as he focused on staying awake. Though either girl was free to move themselves forth if they didn't wish to wait for him to move up. Either way, his member remained stiff, and his hips would move slightly to meet with her motions, but it wouldn't be too hard to detect his fatigue.
(Assuming sexual weakness is wrecking him by this point )
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Up and down, back and forth. It was difficult to tell how Samarta was really knowing, only that it felt so incredible on his abused length that the pain from cumming so many times in quick succession and his growing exhaustion were like nothing. The next load that his spat up was tiny in comparison to what he'd given to Janne, but Samarta seemed to enjoy feeling his semen spurting into her anyway judging by the moans that she unleashed. It wouldn't be until he came again a few minutes later, leaving Bakan completely exhausted from his many climaxes as much from Samarta's feeding on his soul, that the naga finally reached a climax of her own and then slowly slid his cock free of her clenching sex.
The two bust beauties had milked him dry, and then slid up beside him and clung to his sides contentedly as his seed oozed from both of their holes. "I think we broke him~" Janne remarked, and Samarta would nod, giggle, and reply; "Yup! We emptied him too~" The two shared a session of brief giggles as they cuddled against Bakan's sides, leaving him to recover as they idly slid their hands back and forth over his chest and groin and slowly massaged away some of his aches.
If Bakan wasn't so exhausted and mentally numb, he'd have hated being a snuggle pillow for his main rival in his life much more than he actually did. As it was, all he could do was understand the sensations they gave. They felt very nice. He actually felt like he could appreciate some nice cuddling over the rough sex he was having often as of late. Seemed almost every day he was having his ballsack emptied into some woman's body. He wondered if he had impregnated Samarta and Janne, truly. Most certainly Samarta. Janne... Likely as well. Though she never mentioned much in the ways of a child. He doubt he'd get much out of her either. If she had a child, no matter the mother, he wouldn't wish to leave it on it's own. He'd wish to raise it proper. He didn't realize he was whispering either. "Child... Raise it proper..." he'd mumble, before sinking into the embrace of the two women. He was trapped, and so he might as well enjoy it. He didn't have the strength to scorn it anyway.
After a while, and much massaging, Bakan slowly opened his eyes. "We... Did you get pregnant, the first time...?" Bakan inquired weakly, facing Janne somewhat while feeling some energy return.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
"Nope," Janne replied simply, "I can't have children of my own. It's fine by me though, means that I get to get laid more often without having to worry about it~"
Bakan found that very confusing. Can't have children? How totally bizarre... Coupled with the fact that she's totally fine with that. She never wants to settle down? Raise a little Janne of her own? That honestly sounded very sad to Bakan. But, he wouldn't pry. If it was Janne especially, she couldn't be convinced otherwise.
Feeling enough energy to move after a while of resting, Bakan would be surprised if the two women actually stayed with him. He'd feel perhaps a little happy too. His wings were now a plain white, having lost their glorious pink aura, which would perhaps indicate to the two women that he was of a normal state of mind now. Once he felt his energy return, he'd stretch his arms over his head. "... You two fight dirty, you know that?" he said, still a bit down that he couldn't make his last ditch effort against Janne successful. Curses to Samarta for being such a sneaky snake. Though his wings didn't change color as he said that. Might possibly reveal he wasn't as bothered as his words might claim. "Though... I do feel like I've gained something important from coming here. A powerful being to perhaps call my friend, and a distraction from some of the things that have taken place. I can't believe that all that just... Left my head." he sighed, though it was not a displeased sigh. "... I suppose Janne's sinful ways can cause some good. Some." he admitted.
Then, he sat up, looking somewhat determined. "But right now... I have a girlfriend to get on my knees and apologize to. I hope she's waiting for me on the road ahead... I'd never forgive myself if what I did caused her to be lost forever..." he said, fear in his tone, with a tinge of hope. A hope that wasn't present before. The smallest thread to cling to in order to not drown in negativity. Cory has to be waiting for him ahead... She just has to be.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Both of his tormentors giggled at Bakan's proclamation, having left him to rest under no further molestations beyond some very pleasant light caresses. "Psh, my sinful ways cause nothing but good~" Janne proclaimed, and then rose up onto an elbow to stretch lewdly before trailing a hand down Bakan's chest, going steadily towards his sore manhood. Thankfully she stopped before giving him any more attention there, and slid up to a kneeling position alongside Samarta a moment after Bakan did. The sorceress and Samarta both quirked an eyebrow at him following his announcement, the naga in confusion but Janne with an understanding air. "Cory?" she asked in a flat tone, having no doubt noticed the lack of the half-demon's presence upon Bakan's earlier but having not asked about it yet.
She continued with that trend, leaving Bakan's problems for him to keep unless he wished to tell her, and she was the first of them to stand up. Giving another lewd stretch, Janne hopped into the stream to get cleaned again while saying; "Well, I don't know where you're going, but I'm staying here for now~ You might as well get cleaned up before you go, I can lead you out of the grove and back to the road." Samarta would glance at Bakan, and if he did as the nymph suggested would slide into the water to cleanse herself of the sweat and fluids that she had accumulated while they had been having their orgy. Whether or not they chose to bathe again, they would soon be dressed again, and Inka would spring to her feet from the bushes when they were ready to leave. Bakan's clothes had been cleaned while they had been lying together, and they would be folded and waiting for him to put on before Samarta helped him to don his armor.
After that they were off, Janne leading them through a much more empty glade, the guests from the night before all gone and the locals scattered and going about their daily business. A few waved or offered more vocal greetings as the odd group passed, but soon enough Bakan had left the enchanted woods, their magical beauty no less remarkable and alluring in the day than they had been at night, and come back into the more normal portion of the forest that bordered the imperial road. "You can find your way from here, it's just that way back to where you left the road!" Janne said, and then leaned in to give Bakan a brief but intense kiss on the mouth, "stay out of trouble you three! Don't be afraid to call me when you need me~"
And then, the busty faerie sorceress was off, and quickly vanished in mid air as she stepped back through the glamour that protected the faerie woods. "Well.... That was definitely a lot better than sleeping on the side of the road!" Samarta began brightly, "shall we be going on then? It's still a few days to Cheydin by the road." She would leave the conversation at that if Bakan wished, but as the day wore on with no events to distract it would become clearer and clearer that the naga wished to ask about the name that Janne had dropped back in the glade.
Whether or not Bakan chose to address the concerns of his more talkative traveling companion, Bakan would be treated to an exceptionally fine meal that night courtesy of Inka, who had gathered things from just off the road as they went and seemed to be in exceptionally good spirits. The next day would follow in similar fashion, and then the next, until finally they passed through another small village with many distrustful stares directed at the three of them, Bakan's wings marking him as an outsider to the xenophobic Badarian's, just like the entirely inhuman Samarta and Inka. Despite the unpleasant welcome, Bakan would see signs pointing him to Cheydin even if he felt no desire to ask anyone there, and on they would be. One last night in the woods, this time with little to eat besides what they'd brought, and just after noon the next day Bakan and his two companions would find themselves looking up the light sprawl that had developed around the ancient Badarian city of Cheydin. It had been present there almost unchanged for centuries, since back in the days of the ancient empire of Badaria when the First King Artorius Dovikulus Alvar had ruled the lands, and indeed this was the city where he had allegedly been born so many thousands of years ago. The humans around them still looked suspicious, but in a city as large as this one it was easier to get away with being odd, and they would be allowed in so long as Bakan didn't do something to cause a scene.
Cory and Rhep didn't leap out at him immediately, but given the size of Cheydin that probably didn't come as much of a surprise. The architecture of the place was an unusual combination, a mixture of the gothic styles favored by Crolia, the spires that had become popular in the modern Badarian Empire, and the colorful but simplistic structures favored by the people of Anudor. It was quite a sight even without magical enhancement, and a very different one compared to the enchanted forest that he had been in a few days ago, but the ancient city of Cheydin had its own sort of magic about it after having been inhabited for so very long. That sense of vibrant life was infectious when hitting a person for the first time, and as Bakan had rarely been to larger settlements when Ashloriel had been caring for him it would seek to infect him with a sense of energy and possibility whether he liked it or not, though if he was truly distraught over not seeing Cory immediately it would be possible for him to resist it.
Bakan grumbled under his breath. How infuriating Janne was, that cursed woman... He could only expect her to be someone so sadistic and wicked while acting sweet and loving at the same time. Such a devious woman, to operate on both extremes so easily. He was still reeling from her comment on how much fun he was for his first time. It still made his heart race, and his face blush when he thought of it. He so eagerly wished to say that it was just her trying to get under his skin and make him swoon over her, but the possibility of her telling the truth was there too, and she likely knew very well how it affected him. Everything she did affected him, no doubt much to her pleasure.
He wouldn't have to dwell on that long, before she inquired about Cory. That helped him feel anything but excited. "I hope she's okay." was all he had to say in his initial reply. "We head to Cheydin, hopefully to see her there, and Rhep too, but also to deliver something." he said, though he made it clear he didn't want to discuss more of it. "Cory beating my head in is something I actually look forward to." he admitted. Even if she kicks his face in, it would be indeed very nice to know she was healthy and well enough to beat him until he was nearly dead.
With that, he went to get cleaned, offering to wash off Samarta's back while possibly getting some aid in washing his own. Then, he'd leave the waters, to go find his clothes and, "Wait, they're clean?" he blinked, confused. "Inka...? You cleaned them?" he inquired. If she nodded, he'd thank her kindly. If she didn't, then Bakan would fret for a while as his mind began to theorize conspiracies. He'd check every pocket, inspect his oddly colored armor for any sabotage, and gingerly allow Samarta to help him put it back on. Though when his cleaned clothes and armor didn't cause him to explode, he would be reminded of something. "Ah... The raccoon." he realized, before looking around the scenery, unable to find it with his brief inspection. "Maybe someone fed it during the feast?" he wondered. Though that might mean it would follow that someone else, perhaps. Bakan felt a little lonely when he thought about it like that. Despite the raccoon being initially a scoundrel, he started to like it a bit. Like a fuzzy little pet. With a... Rather appealing looking fluffy tail. Then Bakan stood there, mind wandering to thoughts of the fluff. He never had a good chance to pet it, that coon... That fluffy, fluffy coon... How he'd love to hold it, caress it...
Someone would likely point out to Bakan that he was drooling at that point. If not, then he'd snap out of it on his own, focusing on more important tasks, mostly being led by Janne back to the road so she could bid them farewell and likely to return to preying upon more innocent men. Bakan was about to turn and thank Janne for her guidance before she leaned in and gave him a sudden and intense kiss. His breath and voice was stolen by the sexual villian, and he lost all intent to be polite. "As if I'd call you! Damn you! Damn you, Janne!" Bakan cursed in his fluster following her kiss. "My lips aren't yours to take whenever you want! Damn it!" he cursed, before grumbling. "She drives me up the wall sometimes... I was actually going to say something nice too..."
Forced to let it go, Bakan was on his way with the two women. When Samarta stated that it was better than sleeping on the road, she'd get an upset glance from the armored hammer wielder. "I'm glad it was fun for you... Siding with Janne and teaming up on me. I bet that was fun..." he grumbled further, ashamed of what transpired. Then he'd say something that might backfire on him. "Just you wait... You'll get what's coming to you. Once I get my own buddy, me and him will team up on 'you', then you'll see." he declared.
That left the road ahead. With nothing going on, that left everything to a nice and quiet walk. Tass would comment on a few things as they went, anything nice and pretty that stuck out at him, or if a sing song bird was chirping a nice tune. Eventually though, Samarta wished to know about Cory. Bakan found it odd. Didn't Janne tell her? Since Samarta knows Bakan's romantic interests lie in her direction, wasn't that all the snake needed to know? It was odd how she still wanted to know more... But he had no reason to keep it a secret. "Cory is a demon girl I met in an evil Demon Lady's tower. We made a bet over cards while I was in search of people seemingly being held prisoner. She won, so she got to do one thing she wanted..." he blushed a bit at the memory. "A-anyway... She ended up giving me what I wanted too, showing me the people held prisoner, before taking me before the Lady and her guard. Cory, along with the rest of the guard, were ordered to capture me. Cory defected and helped me defeat them. We had a few issues in the tower... We fought a lot... I recalled my brother at some point, and cried in front of her... Well, suffice it to say, we got to know each other very quickly... Then... She just... Confessed to me." he thought, this time the blush was not of shame, but simple excitement and fluster. "We've been a couple since then, I suppose... Though I've been a rather horrible boyfriend... I blame everything on Janne." he grumbled.
Bakan and Coon adventures:
Tass: At one point over the course of his travels, Bakan would again happen upon the strange raccoon that seemed to be following him, as it scurried up to him while he was out looking for firewood one evening and offered him an apple, holding the fruit up towards him in between its hands.
RJ: Bakan was happy indeed to see the raccoon again, as he smiled at it, and kneeled down to look less threatening. "It's you!" he declared happily. "I thought you might have followed someone else at that feast. I'm happy to see you again." he said, looking at it's apple. "Hmm... Was I the last one to give you something?" he inquired, but couldn't remember. "I guess I was." He nodded, before gently taking the offered apple.
Tass: The raccoon chittered something in its raccoon tongue, and after the apple was taken it turned and quickly scurried off, getting a few feet away before looking back with its tail swishing back and forth.
RJ: Bakan was a bit sad that such was always the end of their exchanges. He wondered how he could make a friendship out of this beyond trade. Though when it stopped, and began to swish it's tail, Bakan felt an irresistible call. There wasn't a choice to be made. The way it moved back and forth was as if it was beckoning him... "You have such a nice, fluffy tail..." he said, hopelessly allured by it. Taking one step forward, he'd follow.
Tass: The strange raccoon would lead the hapless Bakan through the woods a ways, causing him to abandon his quest for firewood briefly. It began to grow dark and difficult to see, and the raccoon was nearly impossible to follow after only a few minutes in the oncoming gloom, until suddenly Bakan would come upon a small glade with a trio of apple trees. The strange furry creature was sitting beneath them and looking at Bakan, again swishing its tail about behind it.
RJ: Bakan began to panic. Damn his thoughtless and impulsive nature! How could he get lost in this place!? He was about to abandon trailing after the raccoon, before he entered the glade. He blinked at the sight. "Woah... So many apples!" Bakan declared with a smile. Following the raccoon further, he kneeled down to face it. "You want me to get you all these apples?" he inquired, though stood up, and collected one apple in each hand, pocketing the one he was given, and handing them to the raccoon to see it's reaction.
Tass: Again the raccoon chattered, before scurrying up the tree as Bakan was grabbing an apple and quickly snatched it from his very fingers and began to nibble on it in front of him. The small creature apparently had no trouble in acquiring the fruit for itself, as it had climbed up the tree with remarkable speed, but after nibbling the apple it had for a moment it stopped and began to chitter at him again.
RJ: Bakan reached back, and scratched the back of his head. "... I'm afraid I don't follow. Did you want to share this place with me? Or is there somewhere else you wanted to go?" he wondered, while idly thinking of the best way to go about petting it. He wanted to pet it, very much, but he pictured himself getting bitten if he touched it.
Tass: The raccoon continued to chitter, somewhat excitedly after he said the word "share," and eventually finished its apple, eating most of the fruit in a way that he would know most animals didn't, as raccoons and other small mammals were often considered pests largely because they would take small bites out of every fruit rather than eat the whole thing, thus ruining portions of a harvest for human consumption. The raccoon was slower coming down, but eventually it was on the ground in front of him again, its tail swishing back and forth.
RJ: Bakan smiled as he seemed to understand. "Oh, you can understand me!" he finally concluded. Though, that's when he began to notice it's eating habits. Sitting down and putting his back to a tree, he took the apple it gave him and began to eat it. "... You're not a normal raccoon, are you?" Bakan inquired.
Tass: The raccoon bobbed its head and swished its tail back and forth, chittering for a moment before going silent again.
RJ: "... Since we see each other almost all the time... Wouldn't you rather we travel more closely?" he suggested. "Maybe... If you have a problem... Maybe I can help you?" he inquired. Something about this raccoon wasn't natural. He wondered if it needed aid.
Tass: The raccoon tilted its head at Bakan, looking for a moment while its tail went still, but then eventually chittered at him again, ran in a circle in place, and then bobbed its head twice before chittering some more.
RJ: Bakan smiled. "I'm happy." he said pleasantly. "First, I think we'll need a way to communicate. And um... I want to make a request... If you... Don't mind..." he said, looking flustered. "Can I... Pet you? S-specifically... Your tail?"
Tass: The raccoon would tilt its head and puff up its already extremely fluffy tail, and then would bob its head twice again.
RJ: Gingerly... Carefully... Respectfully, Bakan would pet along it's back, before gently smoothing his hand along it's tail, trying as hard as he could to suppress a wide ear-to-ear grin, and blushing deep red with excitement. Once he felt the fluff, Bakan would leave it to one pet before pulling his hand back and giggling eccentrically. "Oh my god-oh my god-oh my god! It was so plush and fluffy! I have no idea why I feel so happy, but I do! Your tail is wonderful!" he praised the coon.
Tass: Bakan's strange reaction to the raccoon's fluffy tail would exhibit another tilt of the unusual animal's head, and it chittered at him again for a moment before running around him in a circle and then climbing upon onto his shoulders. From there, it began to bat at his face with its tail, tickling his nose with the long soft fur.
RJ: "Oh!" Bakan gestured with pleasant surprise. The raccoon seemed awfully friendly now. When it began to wave it's tail in his face, he began to giggle and squirm. "N-no! Please! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" he laughed, giggling like a girl as he was filled with good sensations from the tail in his face, absorbed in the bliss.
Tass: The raccoon would continue without mercy for several moments before scampering down from his shoulders, and then would follow him back to his camp if that was where he went. The apple trees were plentiful, however, and he could take a bounty from them if he so wished.
RJ: Bakan did indeed take a bounty, and would offer to carry the raccoon around on his shoulders or in his arms if it preferred. Though along the way, he'd take a particularly sturdy stick and ask, "Can you write with this?"
RJ: He wondered if the raccoon truly could write. It seemed canny towards human communication, so was writing that far off?
Tass: The raccoon, from its perch on Bakan's shoulder, would take the stick between its paws and eventually maneuver it until it was able to hold it only in one, like a sword. Then it would poke him in the side of the head with it. Repeatedly.
RJ: "... Is that a no?" Bakan whined at the poking. "Still. I wonder what your story is. You're a really nice, and smart raccoon. I wish I could find out all about you." he sighed, rubbing the raccoon's head a bit before going back to camp.
Tass: The raccoon chittered at him and poked him again, but when arriving at the camp he found her scouring it for a soft bit of derp, at which point the raccoon inscribed the letters "H R" in the ground. Samarta and Inka would watch this with some interest, but while it seemed able to write, making the letters was a long and arduous process.
RJ: Bakan gestured with surprise. It could write! But it was clearly a bit much for hands that weren't used to the act. "H... and R? Hot rolls? I love hot rolls!" Bakan declared.
RJ: After some likely scolding, Bakan got another idea. He took some time to clear out a very large space. "I'm gonna draw the alphabet..." he said, drawing one letter at a time, until all letters were present on the patch of dirt, although he had to make them small somewhat, to fit. "Can you point at the letters?" he asked the raccoon.
Tass: The raccoon would chitter some more, and would then poke at letters with the stick one at a time, scurring about to get within range of the right ones. "Rebecca." It would point up into the sky for a moment. "Helvetios."
RJ: "R-Rebecca Helvetios is an amazing name for a raccoon..." Bakan said, struck with awe. Though, it took him a moment. A moment longer. Dots were connected. A conclusion was reached. It took a minute. "Y-you weren't always a raccoon after all!" he declared.
Tass: "Human."
RJ: "So..." Bakan frowned. "Someone did this to you, someone bad." He nodded, before putting his hand on the raccoon's back. "Don't you worry, I'll help you get back to normal, and make whoever did this to you pay for their crime."
Tass: The raccoon ran around Bakan in a frantic circle, and then spelled out a name; "Sivicine."
RJ: "Sivicine..." he stared at the name. Then he trembled a bit. "... That's a woman's name, isn't it."
Tass: "Yes. Goddess."
RJ: Bakan nearly fainted right there. If rapist was the third word added, he would have fell over. This was already a high hurdle to cross over. A woman and a goddess at that? Would be hard indeed to make someone like that regret their actions... So Bakan pinched his cheek very, very hard for making promises before learning the situation... "Well... Time to punish a goddess I guess... Hahaha... Ha... Ha..." he laughed nervously. But, he recomposed himself. He was jumping to conclusions. His time with the alraune just made him paranoid. Not all women are rapists. That is a fact... He's just had a habit lately of running into them. Statistically speaking, this meant that the chances of Sivicine being someone Janne might get along with are low. He used that to calm himself down before looking to Rebecca. "You probably already know, but my name is Bakan. Nice to meet you, Rebecca!" he said with a smile, reaching out to shake the raccoon's little hand.
RJ: "I don't expect you guys to help me." He said to Inka and Samarta. "I brought this on myself, but I'll see it through. I can't forgive someone doing this to such a nice girl."
Tass: Samarta and Inka, having watched the conversation that took place between Bakan and the raccoon, glanced at one another dubiously before Samarta said; "Uhhh... Well, normally we'd try to help, but.... Well, it's a god. A god who apparently turned someone into a raccoon. So, uhhh, I think Inka and I might actually take you up on that one." Rebecca, in the meantime, ran another circle around Bakan before shaking his hand, and then chittered at him.
RJ: Bakan nodded at them. "Don't worry about it... I'll pull through somehow." he said, mostly to encourage himself. He already promised his adoptive father that he'd become more powerful than him... So it wasn't the most idiotic thing he's promised.. Maybe. Still... It's a goddess... Wait, didn't Ashloriel teach him something about someone with that name? He couldn't recall anything outstanding. Maybe he'd remember if she was known for being a bad person, but he couldn't recall. He shook his head. It didn't matter. He made a promise. He decided to let that be for the night, offering to share his bed with Rebecca, his intent clear as he stared at her tail almost voraciously.
Tass: And that night, Samarta and Inka would be left out in the cold while Bakan slept with a raccoon.
RJ: Inka and Samarta of course had their own beds. Meanwhile, Bakan indeed slept with a raccoon, one hand petting it's tail while he slept with a smile. Truth be told, Bakan had a bit of selfish desire to leave Rebecca as a raccoon... It'd be a shame to lose that tail... Such would be his last thought, before passing out.
He'd answer more questions she may have. being honest and hopefully as accurate as possible until her curiosity was satisfied. Then, the rest of the trip awaited them, while Bakan let his raccoon friend ride on his shoulder if it wished. He was getting a lot of stares from the Badarian people he didn't recall getting before. "Odd... I was never stared at this much while going through Badaria..." Bakan commented to Samarta and Inka, oblivious to the wings on his back being the cause, which the two might quickly clarify for him. "... I didn't think the Badarian people were that bad..." he said honestly, a bit dumbfounded at their alienation. Still, they wouldn't give much trouble to them so long as they kept to themselves, which Bakan did after seeing their glares, and feeling more out of place than he ever did before.
The stares didn't stop either, all the way to Cheydin, though he felt a little more freedom was allowed to him within the city. "Woah..." Bakan gestured in awe of the city. "This place is so big. So many people are gathered together at once. Wouldn't this be too clustered to live in?" Bakan spoke from the understanding of people wanting their own personal space. Bakan was certainly struck with wonder upon entering the city, and with a bit of something else as well. There were a lot of people, indeed... Men... and women... He looked at every face he could when passing through, slowly losing his objective of finding Cory, and more noticing every female whose eyes looked his way, no matter the expression behind them. 'Aren't a lot of women looking at me...? No, wait, isn't the ratio of men to women a bit off? I thought there'd be more men here...' he thought, while passing through a district with shops aimed mostly at women. 'This isn't right. This isn't right. There are too many women. They're looking at me. They're all looking at me. Stop it!' Bakan began to sweat, his jaw trembled. 'Why do they keep looking!? Leave me alone! STOP!' Bakan nearly cried out his complaints, while feeling smothered by the numerous female gazes all around him. Not long after entering the city, Bakan was soon retreating to an alleyway, grabbing Samarta and Inka's hands as he tried to find a secluded space, before bracing himself against a wall, panting heavily.
"I can't take it... I can't take it... They were all looking at me..." Bakan panted, overwhelmed. "There's too many women here... They wouldn't stop staring... I already hate this city..." he whined, all the energy of being in a large city impacting him in a big way. Depending on how either of them reacted, Bakan would rely on them to help him through the city. Being around so many women at once was a bit troubling. "I'd appreciate it greatly... I-I just don't know what to do in such a big place... So many people, it's a bit much to take in all at once."
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
After washing one another's back and climbing out of the water, Bakan would find Inka shaking her head at his question while Samarta picked up her own freshly washed red body wraps. "The faeries cleaned them," the naga explained simply, as if that answered everything, and when Bakan checked through them he would find them clear of any tampering or traps that he could discover.
Later, when Janne moved in for her demanding kiss, she grinned her broad, cocky, lewd grin at his reaction, and when he was done she simply purred; "Yes they are... And you know you love it too~" His assertion that once he had an ally of his own he would take revenge for her treatment prompted a roll of her eyes and a chuckle, and just before she vanished into the faerie glamour to deny him the ability to respond in turn she said; "Mmmmm, I'll be looking forward to that~ You bring me another boy to tame, I'll be waiting!" And then she was gone, and should his response prove particularly intense an echo of her laughter would reach through the now impenetrable barrier of faerie magic.
Days later on their journey, when Bakan chose to explain the situation with Cory to Samarta, the naga listened attentively and kept her silence for a moment after he had finished. "I'm not sure what you can blame on Janne if you've been treating her poorly," Samarta began finally, I obviously don't know anything more than what you've just told me, but even if it might be true it never serves to play the blame game in my experience. She - Cory - was the dark haired woman you were with when you first entered the swamp, right? Not the goblin? If we find her in Cheydin, I think apologizing for however she ended up so far away would be a good first step, but there are obviously other things that you two need to work out together."
~~~~In the City of Cheydin~~~~
"It's the wings," Samarta grunted, her tone making her sound tired, though if Bakan asked about it she would assure him that it was only fatigue at the human xenophobia that they had to endure.
The looks shot Bakan's way, both by men and by women, would occasionally be curious but never seem to have any more interest than that... But that didn't protect the man from his own imagination, and as fear gripped at him harder and harder from being around so many women at the same time. Samarta and Inka, oblivious to his concerns initially, would quickly catch on that something was wrong but wouldn't work up the nerve to ask before Bakan pulled them both aside into the deserted alleyway in order to catch his breath and steady his nerves, and both Inka and Samarta continued to gaze worriedly at him while he complained about being in a city with so many women.
"Are you going to be okay? We can leave, but I don't know how we would find your friends here if we leave now," Samarta said worriedly, both she and Inka obviously at a loss while the raccoon sat on his shoulder silently. After a moment it crawled over until it was on his head, and then wrapped its arms around him until its paws were covering Bakan's eyes, as if it were trying to help.
Bakan assured Samarta that he was merely looking for things to pin Janne with to try and build a case against her, even if it was a shallow one. He had every intention of bowing before Cory and respectfully apologizing to her, accepting whatever beatings may come. Then, going through the town, and finding out that it was because of his wings, Bakan thought it odd. "I never used to think that angel wings would be looked down upon..." he commented. And along the way, he'd tell Samarta more about Cory, almost everything he knew himself, in fact, minus the sex. Hopefully, she'd be able to identify her without Bakan's eyes given the description. And with Rhep's description as well, they should stand out to those looking for them.
In Cheydin, panting and breathing desperately for air, Bakan was shocked when the raccoon covered his eyes. "M-maybe that will help. Thank you, Rebecca." he thanked the transformed animal, patting the fluffy coon in thanks. He also smoothed his hand along it's tail to capitalize on the situation. He'd never pass up a chance to do that. Ever. "I think if my eyes are closed... I can try to ignore it. C-can you two guide me?" he inquired, seeking to hold Samarta and Inka's hands. "I'm so terribly sorry... If i'm too much of a bother, I'll... I-I'll try and endure it..." he announced timidly, the glance down the alleyway from any female causing him to shy away. He was ready to try and tough it out or be led either way, while hoping the amount of women would decrease, or at least have a balance...
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Bakan, blinded by Rebecca's paws in front of his face, would miss the look that passed between Samarta and Inka when Bakan asked them to guide him through the city while blinded. "Well.... Alright," Samarta said somewhat hesitantly, and then she and Inka moved to either side of Bakan and then led him out of the alley.
Even though the numbers of men and women were actually about even, Bakan would notice the women far more readily than the men whenever he was able to see past Rebecca's paws. What's more, while before they had attracted a great deal of attention thanks to the unusual appearances that they possessed, at least among predominantly human settlements, now the attention that they brought upon themselves was a great deal more intense and persistent. Whereas before they had been walking together, an odd sight but one that people could pass by and largely ignore, now Bakan and his companions were too strange a sight to not stare at for many of the common folk. As he was being led along by Samarta on one side and Inka on the other, with Rebecca the raccoon clinging to his head and blinding him, the bizarre sight was simply too oddball for many people to walk by without spending a while looking at, and as Bakan got his occasional peek he would see some people looking annoyed and others completely flabbergasted.
They didn't get far into Cheydin before a gaggle of young children, street urchins, had gathered along beside and behind them, laughing and occasionally throwing a rock or the like in their direction. Samarta quickly grew annoyed at the poor treatment, but they also had a set of guards tailing them by that point, and as they weren't doing anything about the children and were scowling furiously at their backs it was likely that any backlash at the children would be met with severe repercussions. Thankfully they didn't have to endure it for very long before they were suddenly accosted, a familiar voice calling out over the bustle of Cheydin's packed streets; "Commander!"
And then, suddenly, a companion that he likely hadn't expected to see again so soon appeared in front of him, Orgrosh standing in her heavy armor with her greatsword over her back, and a grin upon her face as she reached out to clap him on the shoulder in greeting. Rebecca let out a chittering cry and crawled down to his shoulder to get a more stable position, allowing Bakan to see fully again. Orgrosh was not alone, behind him being Sara, the formerly human girl whose family had been slain by aliens, and who had been rescued from the evil tower before she could be fully transformed into one of the servants of the invaders. She was still practically the spitting image of Ashloriel, but also still had the slight shine to her skin indicating that it produced the alien's slime, a potent aphrodisiac. She was also dressed differently, now clad in armor and leather and carrying a greatsword similar to the one hanging from Orgrosh's back, both clashing with her soft and beautiful appearance and sweet expression.
"I hadn't expected to see you here so soon!" Orgrosh continued brightly, though she then glanced with slightly confused expression at Inka and Samarta at his sides and then at the raccoon on his shoulder, at which point she quickly amended; "Nor with such odd company! What happened? Where are Cory and Rhep?" The addition of an orc to Bakan's procession only seemed to make the stares leveled their way turn more distrustful, and the children who had been harassing them quickly dispersed while the guards looked ready to attack them at the slightest provocation, while the regular people began to give them a wider berth than they had when it had only been an odd sight and not one of a group of familiar and armed non-humans meeting in the middle of the street. Sara was, thankfully, ignored in favor of his more unusual companions and Bakan himself, even though the girl gave an extremely formal curtsy to him as soon as Bakan glanced her way.
Bakan kept his eyes closed just enough so he could still see the ground. Rebecca helped him fight off his nervousness to gaze up, so they had less problems walking through the streets. When the children began throwing rocks at them, Bakan worried more for Samarta and Inka. He wished that they didn't have to endure this kind of treatment while Bakan himself, being a natural born martyr, could endure it. Though, Orgrosh's voice breaking out from the crowd surprised him. "That voice...!" he declared, before Rebecca crawled off of his head and Orgrosh delivered a firm smack to his back. He was stunned, before he felt rather bad. He was so concerned about Cory that he shared little thought for the orc that respected him, along with Sara. who seemed to be looking well. It took a moment of quietly scolding himself before he smiled back at Orgrosh. "Orgrosh... It's good to see you again. I see Sara has grown stronger," he noted, nodding his head at her courtesy. He didn't go without noticing her kind and polite gesture. He figured many women in his company could stand to learn a thing or two from her... Which was an idea he'd pocket for now.
His mind was still in a fuzz. He thought briefly to the time they first met. His wings turned pink for a moment as his face flushed, though quickly became white again. That was an experience he was likely not going to forget. Back on topic, he nodded to Samarta, Inka, and Rebecca. "This is Samarta. She is a very dependable and kind woman. And this is Inka, very nurturing and soft mannered. I met them both while in the swamplands, and they both saved my life. I owe them a lot, and I've been lucky enough to have them tag along with me while I try to repay them in any way I can. Though my debts only rise due to their generosity..." he stated, though not in a worried fashion, only that he was truly thankful to have them, and was still thinking of ways to repay their kindness. "This is Rebecca. A goddess named Sivicine cursed her into the form of a raccoon, and I... Well, one way or another, I have to meet with this goddess..." he announced worriedly. There's so many ways that could go horribly wrong. He didn't share the details of the promise, that he was going to punish her for what she did to such a seemingly sweet person. He decided after hearing Samarta and Inka's words, that such a task was best left to him alone.
Bakan then turned to Samarta and Inka and introduced them to Orgrosh and Sara. "This is Orgrosh. She's a powerful and honorable orc warrior I fought with some days ago." he stated, his wings turning pink for a moment, a slight flicker. "Because I won, she keeps calling me commander... It's a little embarrassing." he blushed, though not with arousal, as his wings slowly glowed with a tinge of blue. Bashfulness, it may seem. "And this is Sara. We saved her from the gray skins a short while after I met with Orgrosh. I don't personally know much about her yet... But she's very polite, as you can tell." he declared, almost with pride while directing his praise at her.
Once introductions were finished, then came Cory and Rhep. "It's best you hear the story from their own mouths, Orgrosh... They'll tell it to you better than I will, most likely..." he sighed, knowing that the story won't be to his credit. "But the fact is that we got separated from one another. I'm hoping that they made it to this city... And I very much wish I could find them... But... This place is harsh, and it makes me very nervous. I can safely say that I don't like big cities..." he said, exhausted from just being in the center of all the attention. Then, rather than a bright blue when he was looking bashful, his wings suggested a deeper shade of blue. "I had no idea Badaria was this harsh... Just because I was just as human as they, I didn't notice it... I fear to meet those whom I called my friends in these lands. I fear that they'll hate me now." he said with depression on his tone. There were a fair number of people he fought with during the demon invasion. He wondered if they would hold the same attitude towards him that Cheydin's people did.
"Anyway... Before you hear Cory's explanation of why I'm going to get my head caved in... We need to find her so that can happen." Bakan explained. "Where in the world could she be in this city? I don't know if she's even here..." He sighed, trying to think. "I wonder if she might be at that place...? Of course! If she were looking for me, she'd be there!" he declared. "What was it...? Oh spirits, it was days ago... Blight... No, Brightearth Plaza. Number 24? We should look for Brightearth plaza, I remember that much."
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
Orgrosh accepted the introduction that Bakan offered for Samarta and Inka with nods that the two women returned, and Sarah curtsied politely to them as well, though the two didn't seem to know how to react to that and thus simply nodded to her as well. The introduction of the raccoon, however, seemed to leave the orc extraordinarily confused once again, and she ended up staring at the woodland creature for several moments. Sarah, on the other hand, seemed to accept it without question, and even offered Rebecca another curtsy, which the raccoon simply stared at her for. "Uhhhhhh.... Well. I guess... That's a thing," the orc warrior would say after a moment, and then nod slightly to the raccoon as well.
When it came time to introduce Orgrosh and Sarah, the alraune offered a wave of her hand and a smile, while the naga gave the two a brief flash of a smile. "Well met," Orgrosh said simply. "It's a pleasure to meet you.... Both of you! If you are friends of Mr. Jeru, I'm sure that we will get along!" Sarah said more brightly, to which Inka and Samarta responded with smiles.
When the subject turned to Cory, Orgrosh's lips thinned at his refusal to tell the story himself, but then once he'd finished she nodded and replied; "Indeed... I cannot say that I like big cities much either, to be honest. I haven't seen Cory while we've been here, but we only just arrived last night. It was a pain for us even to get in! Badaria was never welcoming to non-humans though, so I wouldn't say that it's really surprising."
Orgrosh was about to continue when, suddenly, Sarah spoke up; "Mr. Jeru, I couldn't help but notice.... Your wings, they keep changing colors. Is that supposed to happen?" The formerly human girl tilted her head curiously, but then Orgrosh grimaced and allowed Bakan to answer the question how and if he wished. Once that matter was settled, however, the orc would say; "Brightearth Plaza is probably a place somewhere in the city, with 24 probably being an address number. Badarians always do things like that, adding numbers where they don't belong." Her scornful remark about the policy of the imperial peoples to address things numerically seemed to irk Sarah slightly, but the girl didn't say anything about the matter, allowing Orgrosh to continue; "I don't know if Cory's here or not, but if she is, looking there would probably be the best place to start searching. We just need to find it.... Maybe we can ask for directions?" The orc knight didn't seem to like the idea, likely due to the alienation resulting from the ugly looks sent her way, but neither she, Samarta, nor Inka seemed to possess any brighter ideas. Sarah, while remaining contemplate, looked as if she were contemplating something.
Bakan was happy everyone seemed to be getting along so far, though Bakan had to steel his heart in the presence of Sarah. 'Calm down, Bakan... A woman with polite mannerisms and a big sword may be extremely attractive, but remember that you're bound to one woman already...' he scolded himself for letting his heart skip a beat in favor of Sarah. A titty monster like Janne is one thing, but nothing beats a right and proper lady. Indeed... If Cory calls off their relationship as a result of his blunder... The perfect sanctuary would be under Sarah's care. A nice hug would cheer him right... Wait, hug? Bakan focused on Sarah for a moment. She was letting out slime. He wondered if that slime was the same stuff that makes people act funny. '... There is no sanctuary for me after all.' Bakan cried a little inside.
Though, she broke his thought process when she inquired about his wings. "Oh...? Oh!" he looked at his own wing. "Everyone else realizes it's happening but me, it seems..." he blushed a little, his wings turning that light blue, a bashful color. "I'm still not quite sure if there's an exact reason for that... Or what it means." he shrugged, before his wings went white again.
"Cory and Rhep came from the north, I believe, from a safe city. I recall you saying something about orcs and a campaign?" Bakan inquired to Orgrosh. "They might have been held up... I'm sure they're safe... I'm sure they're safe... They're definitely safe... For sure, they're safe..." Bakan began chanting to himself, his wings turning a depressed deep blue.
His wings went white again when he saw Sarah seemed to be thinking. "Have an idea, Sarah?" he inquired.
NPC Stats
Samarta: HP = 54, PP = 67, EP = 67, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Inka: HP = 51, PP = 61, EP = 44, Status = Fine
Rebecca: A coon. A fluffy fluffy coon.
Orgrosh: Fine
Sarah: Fine
"From the North?" Orgrosh asked incredulously, "how did they get North? The closest city to the North is... Therion. That's over two week's journey in good weather, and we had a storm... How long ago were you separated anyway?"
Sarah perked up when Bakan asked her if she had an idea, and after adopting a smile she brightly said; "Oh, well... Yes, actually! Brightearth Plaza is a very well to do part of Cheydin, my parents used to take me here when I was little. We would all really stand out there if we went like this, and that might help your friends find us. We might end up getting in trouble with the guards if we cause a ruckus though, so maybe.... Well, there's a group in the city near Brightearth Plaza who look for lost people. Maybe they could help us? We'd have to pay them, but they're there to help people with this exact problem, so maybe if your friends aren't here yet we can contract them and give them a place for them to meet up with you later."
"I kind of had an angel teleport them somewhere safe. I was later told they were taken somewhere north, though when I asked for them to be teleported back to apologize, I found out that they had left the city they were taken to, coming down this way." Bakan stated.
Sarah's idea sounded quite good. "There are people who do that? Well, that sounds useful." Bakan nodded. "I trust you, Sarah. Lead the way!" he declared.
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