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1042403 No. 1042403 ID: 681cb5

[Super NSFW]

ACT 2: The Garden of Creation

Wiki and last thread: https://tezakia.net/wiki/Lascivious_Labyrinth
Discussion thread: https://tezakia.net/kusaba/questdis/res/134609.html#134609

Somewhere deep in the most tenebrous wilderness, far from civilization and decency, it is said that a grand temple of some old forgotten god lay hidden. In those ancient rumor-shadowed halls, acts of unbridled hedonism and profane rituals were indulged in wild abandon, all to please the fertility god the structure was dedicated too. It is a place where instinct and impulse is acted upon without care.

There are also myths about a great treasure, hidden in the deepest catacombs, far below the surface, forever watched over by mighty guardians and fiendish traps. The corridors are said to twist and turn with a serpent-like suggestion, their writhing path hiding many dangers and foes, but if you stay vigilant they will lead you to your greatest desire. Many before you have been seduced by the myth and been enthralled by the ravenous desire…

…Of the Lascivious Labyrinth.
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No. 1043891 ID: 36784c

>>1043889
>Last guy they fought became one bro's dick, then was eaten by another bro while still being first bro's dick. That doesn't make sense unless he could absorb an essence out of a person.
What you're saying still doesn’t make any sense.

The conversation they're having makes it sound more like Ptapam turned himself into the other guy's dick and that guy was fucking the 2nd bro, but he and Ptapam got eaten by the 3rd bro before he could blow a load in the 2nd bro's ass.

Besides, if he had powers similar to us, then he would've detected that trap we set earlier and avoided it completely or turned it against us. So I don't think he can do what you think he can do.
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No. 1043894 ID: 2a82d3

>>1043890
>>1043891
>Ptapam turning himself into someone else's dick
Ah, I assumed it was the other way around. I do consider ourselves warned in advance if she sprouts a Pta-dick soon. Not I mind, personally.
>Why wait to act/bring him back if it's under their direct power?
I can think one way one bro could bypass the resurrection cooldown if they end up inside vore bro, but I doubt anyone wants to see it. Hope they come out clean...

>we have a limited number of (almost entirely Warlock based) moves, and the element of surprise. We'll just have to deal with it if he does.
Fair enough.
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No. 1043947 ID: 681cb5
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>Consider this a hard lesson in remembering to wash your food, if you get out of this.
It’s more of a lesson in trickery, which has thought you to never eat idiot rogues that throw themselves into your maw. Who would be so stupid as to pour poison on themselves, anyway!?
>Wait. What was that about Ptamet? Was the rabbit you ate a champion of hers? The other two seem blessed by a respective Triplet as well, judging by their dicks.
They are clearly worshippers of the Triplets, which isn’t surprising as this part of the garden belongs to them. But champions? Probably not…


With their arguing between each other it’s clear that they haven’t notice that you’re awake yet, something you’re planning on exploiting. Your binds are too strong for you to rip off… and your shadow can’t really manipulate the knots well enough to untie them either, nor can you make it sharp enough to cut the rope either. Several ideas about how to get free flashes through your mind, but sadly none of them are ideal…

Your first thought is to find something sharp, but the only things you can think of are the large statues in the room, which are clearly too heavy to be fetched by your shadow and too far away for you to crawl to without the Thumpers noticing it. Even if they haven’t noticed that you’re awake, they are still making sure every so often that you’re still lying behind them.

Maybe you can drain their strength and then just tear the binds apart? …no, they are clearly too weak for that… even if you managed to drain all their strength without noticing that probably wouldn’t be enough to brute force yourself out of these ropes. Wait, you just absorb their brother, maybe you can… nggg… gah, dammit, you need your arms and snout free if you want to cast you more powerful spells, like stealing the shape of the third rabbit.

Hmm… it might be possible to seduce them? Somehow? You can’t really talk with this leather strap on your snout but if you do this the right way you might be able to make them untie you and call you mistress. After all, their shadows are touching you, and draining attributes is something you don’t need to make gesture or speak any arcane words to achieve… yes, this might just work! If you drain their willpower, they will surely falter! But… they will surely notice immediately if you start to drain them… and you can’t really drain them quick enough to stop them from just… well, stopping you. Hmm… if only you should empower your syphon ability somehow... and found a way to momentarily distract them…

The bones! You just need to get some bones, then you can make your abilities more powerful… but… wait, you already have bones on you, don’t you? You even have a skull belonging to someone related to them, making it even better! Usually, you have to spit out the skull before you can use it, but desperate times calls for desperate measures! Focusing your will upon the content of your tummy, you find the remains of the third Thumper brother and channel your magic through it, making it far more powerful! Then, you use said power to lash out with your shadow, catching their own… but instead of trying to restrain them, you start to please them...

Letting your shadow start fondling their small sacks while breathing cold air on their members, you successfully distract them as you start to syphon their willpower from their bodies. The shade then engulf their hardening member completely in its snout and start sucking their willpower directly from their dicks, giving each of them a few bobs before shifting its attention to the other one, all the while jerking off whoever’s cock is left in the cold air. They both squirm under its touch, moaning slightly as they enjoy the feeling of getting drained, oblivious of what’s really happening. But as it shift from the Wjares marked one to the Volek one, the spell seemingly wears off and one of them notice something is very off. ”Wait, w-what’s going on!?” Wjapam manage to stutter out, though his friend Volpam is clearly too far gone to care, ”Ngg… fuck, I don’t care! It feels way too good!” The more stubborn of the brothers manages to escape your syphoning skills, jumping away from you as he yells, ”Gah, it’s the Warlock! Stop her before she drains us even more!” but it’s already too late for his brother. His willpower is gone and all that remains is a very submissive and breedable rabbit that wants nothing more than to be dominated by his new mistress…
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No. 1043949 ID: 681cb5
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”Enough! Let’s finish this, little witch!” Wjapam squeaks in a high pitched voice as he jumps on top of you, ruining your concentration on draining the rabbit bros completely, ”I’ll just breed you into submission! Let see how defiant you are after I pump a litter or two into you!” With an experienced hand, you quickly turn you to the side and slides into your tight, virgin pussy in one quick motion, showing off his skills in baby making. As he immediately finds and holds a decent rhythm to his thrusts, it is rather clear that he has fathered many children before fucking you. But your thoughts about his perfect cock are interrupted by another, equally fine cock belonging to his brother being laid on top of your snout. ”Ngg, come on bro… let’s just untie our new mistress… I really want her to step on me…” he whines as he rubs his still flaccid member into your face, ”…or for that fat rump to sit on me… come on, let mommy smother me with her thick ass!” Volpam even pulls once or twice at the leather strap securing your snout, but before he has the chance of to remove it his brother stops him by slapping your ass hard. ”Fuck… I want her to sit on me to, but that can wait! I need to make her submit first!” Wjapam tells his brother while he speeds up his humping, clearly desperate to make you a mother, ”Come on! Get knocked up already!” As he continues plowing your behind, he looks over at you and whispers, ”Just admit that you’re nothing but a baby factory! Nothing but a womb to make more Thumpers in!” His rhythm gets a bit uneven and he has to stop and readjust his stance a bit, indicating that he’s getting close, which means you’ll need to act now if you don’t want to get a litter of Thumpers pumped into you. ”You’re nothing but breedingstock! Stop resisting the thing you want to be! What you’re destined to be!”

As he continues pounding your no longer virgin lower lips, you can help but admit that he’s right. Even after absorbing some of their willpower, you want nothing more than for them to breed you. For them to carry you back to their den and tie you up even more, before letting their whole Tumper herd fuck you silly over and over again, as you give birth to litter after litter of their young… for these preys to turn your predator body into nothing but a breeding tool to increase their numbers. You just want to get dominated!

…but then you remember, if you get out on top of this, you’ll have not only a duo of brother to bring back to the tribe, but a trio of respawning, fuck happy triplets! After all, being the boy toys that they are, what with their sexual aptitude and cute looks, the third one is bound to willingly follow his brother to become your tribe’s harem! And then you can breed them like… well, Thumparums.

You’re on the brink of surrendering to his prey cock, but Wjapam is just as close to give in to your predator pussy! You just need to resist for a moment longer and… counterattack somehow! But how!?
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No. 1043950 ID: 629f2e

Use Solid Darkness or your shadow, whichever is available, to make him drop his grip on you (shadow tentacle to grab his arm or just sap his strength). If neither are options, then you're just going to have to pit your strength against his. You just need one opening.

The moment his grip loosens, sit up, and slam your ass down on top of him. Once you force yourself on top of him, he won't be able to resist any further.
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No. 1043951 ID: 218391

Sheer mass, miss. You may be tied up, and you may not be a fighter, but just your legs and hips are more mass than his whole body, and he's focused on pushing himself to a knockup than he is to keeping you down, which I doubt he'd be able to do by himself anyway. You're tied up, but you have enough wiggle to throw yourself over on top of him, I bet, especially with some help from your shadow to help you over. Just roll back over him. Heck, with your shadow and your tail, I'd bet you can even sit yourself up and bounce a bit on top of him. Then you'll get bred, all right, but it'll be with you on top and making it happen.

That, or... just get your new pet to open the strap around your mouth, and give them a talking-to that makes sure they know who's really in charge. Laugh and say something like, it sounds like they both want a mommy, and if they'll be good boys you'd be happy enough with that, so on. Maybe you could delay things by getting the one who you've already got on the leash to try join in on filling you with kids? Get him to get down there and stick it in too. Good boys get to breed, some line like that. Maybe combine it, use the rollover thing to get off the guy still fighting (or at least get him out of the right hole) so his brother can go at you?
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No. 1043969 ID: e4c993

>>1043949
You have a submissive and breedable thumper at your beck and call; give him a pointed, commanding look, and then look at his brother. That should remove a distraction to you and give one to Wjapam... a kiss to his dick from Mommy Pesi might be enough to sell him on backstabbing his Wjapam, if he needs it.
Also, don't let him get involved in fucking you. This is how you're handling one of their dicks, just imagine what two or three would do to you... Save that thought for later.

A smack to the head with your tail should stun Wjapam, and you could wrap it around his throat to manipulate and choke him a bit. Being a follower of Wjares, a flash of a predatory smile with teeth might remind him that you're a predator, whose belly is already full of his kin, and whose natural place is on top.

What might be ideal though, is getting on top, hopping off of his dick with your Thumper enhanced agility, and smothering his face in Mommy's Volin ass, letting him fuck your thighs to completion. If you have the concentration, having your shadow take your place, so that he can he's succeeded, and you can vicariously experience being knocked up, would be a bonus. Maybe slowly taking your place and helping you lift off of him?

Wondering what would happen in a tie.
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No. 1043972 ID: 15c72a

>>1043949
Grab him with your tail, sit on him and pin his dick inside you. Then don't move. Make him beg for it.
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No. 1043980 ID: 2a82d3

If you can take the gag off, hold off on the domming him, which he is somewhat resistant to, and maybe you can find a way to appeal to his interests. Wjapam's talents in vore would be wasted if you turned him into a thrall. If you want him to call you mistress, invite him to be your apprentice. You could teach him mastery in the ways of war and vore makes you a great teacher of it. If he wants, you know ways of rebirthing him into the pred he was meant to be, or he could remain Thumpian as "predators of predators". It'd be nice of you to stop mind controlling his bro if he agrees. None of that can happen if he makes you "nothing but a baby factory".

Also, try not to imply that he or his species is destined to be prey. Any self-respecting Wjares worshipper would take that as an insult. Being a predator is a mentality, not a species. You should know better, ask your sister.
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No. 1043983 ID: a9af05

>>1043980
>appeal to his interests
>Wjapam as apprentice
That can wait until after we get our species' numbers up. For now, his only purpose is to be bred by us. After that, then we can consider an apprenticeship.
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No. 1043992 ID: 36784c

>>1043949
Roll over on top of him. He's too weak to get you off of him! Then just sit still and dont move. Give the other bro a look that tells him to free his Mistress' snout.

Once you get your mouth free, tell the pinned bro that he needs to submit. Make him beg for it, make him call you his Mistress, and make him admit that he's breedingstock!
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No. 1044012 ID: 2a82d3

>>1043983
That assumes we have the resources or time to keep a leash on him, but it could be a matter of when, not if, his desire to vore overtakes his desire to breed. It's happened before, and it might happen again here. If he came to his senses, would you rather his interests be satisfied the other way? Let's give him an outlet for that before it becomes an issue.
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No. 1044017 ID: 01fe07

>>1044012
>That assumes we have the resources or time to keep a leash on him
Is that under the assumption that no one in our tribe knows how to simply tie someone up? That can easily be done with some ropes that our tribe has.

The rule of these lands seems to be that if you get dominated, you'll only want to do whatever your dominator tells you to do.

Seeing as Pesi is close to losing, she's getting thoughts of allowing herself to be bred. But since Wjapam is also close to losing, the same thoughts of allowing himself to be bred must be going through his head.

I think it's implied that once we dominate Wjapam, we don't need to worry about him doing anything we don't want him to do and he'll be obedient to us.

We can worry about an apprenticeship some other time, since it's not important right now.
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No. 1044022 ID: 2a82d3

>>1044017
1. I meant our Warlock having the time or magical reagents to keep his vore urges in check. I imagine they could be put to better use.

2. The rule of domination mean we can do whatever we want with him if we win, but mutual interest is a factor that can raise our fertility rates. As is infrastructure, magic, and, yes, force.

3. This land is also ruled by hedonism. Attempting to do anything that might repress anyone else's desires might not end well for us.
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No. 1044026 ID: ddec8d

>>1044022
>Attempting to do anything that might repress anyone else's desires might not end well for us.
That's exactly what they're trying to do right now! If they win, they're going to repress our desires and keep us as a breeding slave! So if they're trying to repress our desires, then it's only fair that we're allowed to do the same to them!

And because they've lived in these lands longer than us, if repressing someone's desires was a bad thing to do, they would already know about that and wouldn't be trying to do it to us!
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No. 1044033 ID: 2a82d3

>>1044026
I disagree that's what happening here. There's a difference between someone directly denying an opponent's desire, that he even has one, and someone awakening something inside their opponents thats powerful enough to override their initial desires or throw off their mission. The former is what I mean by repression, the latter is closer to what's actually happening when we fight.

However justified we are in doing so, putting him in the breeding stocks is still wasted potential. Great things could happen if we could be better than that.
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No. 1044034 ID: 36784c

>>1044033
>putting him in the breeding stocks is still wasted potential. Great things could happen if we could be better than that.
I mean, can't we do that later? That honestly doesn't seem to be very important right now.

It's more important to get our numbers up first before we worry about any potential he may or may not have.
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No. 1044038 ID: ddec8d

>>1044033
>Great things could happen if we could be better than that.
The only "great thing" that'll happen is he uses what we teach him to escape or attack us. We shouldn't waste time and resources on teaching him unless he proves that he'll behave and not turn on us.
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No. 1044055 ID: 2a82d3

>>1044034
It doesn't have to be either/or. If we can have him be both, let's have him be both.

Sorry if I'm being a wet blanket. I'll say one last piece, and check out.

>>1044038
I didn't say not to dom the guy. Of course, he dom the guy. Also, respect the guy. He chooses to be a pred despite being born among "prey species", he resists being put in "the place all Thumpers belong" like his brother. Don't you think that deserves more respect? It's cute*, at least.

*Yes, I'm aware it's their word.
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No. 1044086 ID: 681cb5
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As you’re considering how to get out of this mess, you realize you have two huge advantages on your side! One being the submissive and very breedable Thumper you have at your beck and call… and the other is your massive predator tush, ready to smother any prey careless enough to get to close to it. All you have to do is to use them! Looking up at Volpam, who is still rubbing his now erect member against your snout while whining a bit, you manage to lock eyes with him. With just a quick glance you successfully convey your command to him, though the quick kiss on the tip of his dick probably helped a lot as well. ”Yes mistress…” he stupidly whispers, though thankfully the bun fucking your ass is to focusing in ending this fight for dominance with a knockup to notice his brother sneaking up on him.

”Huh!? What are you doing, bro- MFFF” it is over after just a few seconds, because as soon as your thrall pulls Wjapam off your bum you flip over and slam your massive ass right down on the bunny’s face, smothering him beneath your rump. His brother is quick to help you escape your bonds, while he himself can’t do anything but struggle feebly under your heavy weight, as your posterior crushes him against the floor. ”Feels nice, doesn’t it?” you ask while moving your hips from side to side, completely engulfing his small head beneath you, ”Being smothered by a mommy Volin ass?” As you continue grinding your trunk against his cute little snout, you can feel him struggle beneath you, trying in vain to escape, ”This is the ass of a real predator, Thumper. One that belongs to a predator who’s belly is already full of your kin, and soon will surely be fed even more of them, prey.” you say to him while sporting a wicked, tooth filled grin, something that makes his brother visibly excited, ” Do you feel it? I bet some of that ass fat used to be your brother, happily jiggling on the large posterior that’s currently pinning your feeble body to the ground.” As his struggling weakens, you start to bounce on him, continuously slamming your rear into his face over and over again, making it clear who’s in charge, ”Admit that you’re nothing but breedingstock, for me and my tribe to use as to our hearts content, whelp.” It’s muffled, but you can swear that you hear him say something about breeding before he stops struggling completely and just enjoys the feeling of your tush crushing him. It’s clear that his given up by now. ”That’s a good boy... So… what should we do with him, Volpam, hmm?” you ask as you look over at the other Thumper, who’s by this point jerking himself off to the sight of you smothering his brother. ”P-please… let us b-breed with you, mistress… turn is into the breedingstock we are destined to be…” he whimpers… and with a smile you say, ”Well, if you two boys want to please your new mistress… who am I to deny you?”

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No. 1044087 ID: 681cb5
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Binding their dicks together with your shadow, you make them into a proper throne fit for your royal predator tush. ”Sounds like both of you want a mommy, hmm?” you say as you hover above their cocks, feeling a slight hesitation as just one of their dicks almost made you addicted to making more Thumpers, but that concern is thrown aside when you imagine how it will feel for both of them to fuck you silly. Letting your rear slowly descend, you press both of their lower heads against your own lower opening. As you slide against them, letting your lips suckle the tips of their members, you can’t help but feel them throb under you. It’s clear that they won’t last long… but neither will you. Finally, as they start to slide inside, you tell them, ”Well, you two better be good boys and make me one then~” though you’re not sure how much they heard, as all three of you moaned loudly as you started sitting down on your rabbit throne. Their twin cocks quickly slides into your most sensitive depths, filling you up in a way you never thought possible and drowning your mind with pleasure you’ve never imagine possible. All you can do is moan, as your body takes over and start to bounce on their dicks, ”T-that’s right, good boys get to breed…” You’re no longer in control, your instinct forcing you to slam yourself harder and harder into them, trying in vain to keep a rhythm but failing horribly as your desperation to get impregnated clouds your mind. It doesn’t take long before you feel their two cocks throb in near unison, one right after the other, and on the third throb you feel them both shoot their virile, warm seed into your fertile womb, filling it quickly with rope after rope of their semen, clearly just as eager to make babies as you are. ”PUT A PAIR OF TWINS IN MOMMY!”

But you’re not done yet. As their orgasm resides, you start syphoning their life essence in the most efficient way possible, through their dicks. Forcing them to orgasm again and again, you womb hungrily absorbs all their sweet essence that they keep pumping into you, draining them of their power.

Volpam and Wjapam has been drained! Until next dawn they can’t breed and will only work at 50% speed!

More, you need more! The boys doesn’t seem to know what’s happening, as they are both completely lost in the bliss of their endless orgasm as you drain their balls completely, filling yourself with their magical essence.

Volpam and Wjapam has been completely drained! Until next dawn they’ll both be unconscious!

Finally, they are empty, as they members continues to throb inside you but fail to splatter your walls with anymore of their seed. This essence will be essential for your spell casting, though it also means you’ll have to carry both of them back to the tribe while they are knocked out. Oh well…

Impregnation attempt: The female Volin is dominant.
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Base: 35% (25% + Volin fert: 5% + Thumper fert: 5%)
Virgin: -5%
Experienced dad: +5%x2
Eager: +5%
Double dipping: +50%
Volek’s Blessing: +200%
-Total: 295% chance-

Note: A pregnancy chance of 200% will always results in at least twins, and 300% in triplets etc. increasing with each tier of 100.
Note: Rolling a 5 or lower on the d100 die will also result in an extra fertilization, unless the impregnation chance for the current tier is 10% or less.

>Wondering what would happen in a tie.
Note: If no one is dominant, both species will have equal chance of occurring, unless special skills or buffs apply. 
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No. 1044088 ID: 681cb5
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You stand on top of your dominated foes, their seed leaking out from your well plowed nether lips and the young they surely made growing in your womb. Their fate is sealed, they are nothing but thralls for the tribe now… be it as beast of burden, breedingstock or livestock, your people will find an use for them. All that is left is to get their unconscious bodies back to the camp and await their third brother returning, and you’ll have a triplet of Thumpers eager to both breed and feed you, as it should be.

>Wjapam's talents in vore would be wasted if you turned him into a thrall. If you want him to call you mistress, invite him to be your apprentice.
While he has the heart of a predator, your warlock skills are only meant for the Volin people and no one else. No, even if he is a predator in soul, his weak prey body makes him only fit to be a thrall. In fact, even if he was a predator, he would still be weak compared to the Volin, and thus be a thrall like the rest.

But then again, what if he was a Volin? You know you’ve seen some old rituals that can change someone’s species, so it’s possible to have him be reborn as one of us? In fact, is it not our duty to ensure all non-Volin gets that chance? After all, your people are the strongest there is, being born directly from the womb of the very demi-gods of this valley. It’s only right that you’ll share this blessed existence with all the other, weaker species around these part. But you digress, that is something you’ll need to discuss with the tribe later.

But further considerations of the subject can wait until you’re done here... and after they’ve done increasing our numbers. For now, their only purpose is to be bred by us… or feed us… or just help around the camp like a good boy.



As Pesi finishes up her fun with the Thumper brothers, you can feel others in need of your guidance… several of your Volin, in fact. Sadly, you will only have the time to aid one of them…
Which of your chosen do you guide next?

”Sebak the Overseer” helping Icaro taming Qik-Tap at the camp, ensuring she’ll join your tribe as a thrall.

”Smiling Sekhmet” trying to hunt Varkians on the plains, where two Varkian trade caravans are currently feuding between each other.

”Maphet the Trader” trying to make friendly contact with the reclusive Rhinotran tribe of the forest.
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No. 1044093 ID: 515982

Sebak.
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No. 1044097 ID: 629f2e

Ooh, Maphet could be fun. Trading instead of fighting will make for an interesting change of pace.
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No. 1044098 ID: 2a82d3

Maphet the Trader. Even if they don't get results, or stay out of trouble, the other three will be fine without your supervision. The well-dressed dragon is the one you have to worry about. She could get kidnapped or, worse, submit to get bred without a chance to pass on her traits or sweet design.
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No. 1044119 ID: d11bd6

”Smiling Sekhmet its hunting time
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No. 1044128 ID: e4c993

All are nice, though Maphet seems like she could use the guidance, plus trade would be good in the long term.
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No. 1044129 ID: c11296

We haven't been a futa yet so I choose sekhmet. I don't know what sebak looks like and we don't really need to help him and If maphet is captured she could probably seduce the naive rhinotrans tribe or we could go rescue her. Sekhmet could probably get the various varkians to fight each other and skirmish between them like guerrilla fighting.
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No. 1044171 ID: 36784c

>>1044097
>>1044098
>>1044128
Voting Maphet for all of these reasons.
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No. 1044268 ID: 681cb5
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You are Maphet the Trader, and you are searching for a reclusive tribe of trappers hidden somewhere in the deep forest near your tribe’s camp. Most of the day has already passed and you’ve yet seen even a glimpse of someone actually living in here, be it traps or other tracks… though that might be because you’re not very good at finding that kind of stuff. You’re no hunter like Icaro, after all. Your search hasn’t been completely fruitless though, as you managed to catch a few animals with a particular beautiful fur, colored red and white, as well as a few pieces of gorgeous amber that can be made into jewelry. Both which might just be used as goods for any future trading. But sadly, you don’t seem to find anyone to trade with around here…

>The well-dressed dragon is the one you have to worry about. She could get kidnapped or, worse, submit to get bred without a chance to pass on her traits or sweet design.
Oh please, civilized people don’t just attack each other in an attempt to breed, do they? Fighting for dominance like that is something only uncut barbarians do, surely.


You’d almost given up your search when you hear a twang echo between the trees, as if a large branch suddenly moved very fast, and you quickly make you way towards it. Peering between the trees, you finally spot someone… a young Rhino bull, barely of breeding age, standing next to a recently sprung trap. In the trap a very angry, furry little beast is hanging, a small beast with a white and red pelt as well as a very large, toothy grin… though you can’t see any eyes on it anywhere. It is the same species that you managed to catch earlier.

But it’s not important… what’s important is that young man standing next to it, looking rather proud of his catch. How should you approach this cutie? You don’t want to scare him off, after all…
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No. 1044270 ID: feebc0

Who cares about that guy, go for the cute prey he caught instead!

It can probably shapeshift too
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No. 1044271 ID: 2a82d3

A good icebreaker is to show interest in his skills or pleasures. For the former, ask him about what he does here. As a Charmer, you should be able to identify the latter soon enough.

You could even take a closer look at another of his traps. Hopefully, he's enough of a gentleman to not let you fall in one, or let you out if you fall in one. If not, he and his camp is clearly too uncivilized to work with. At that point, you could tap into the rage and aggression inherent to your kind as a means to get out of there.

>>1044269
No! No vore yet. That might scare him off.

If she's hungry, she has to ask first. The whole point is to befriend him to lead us to his village for trade.
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No. 1044272 ID: 36784c

>>1044268
>young man standing next to it, looking rather proud of his catch.
Are you sure he’s proud? He doesn’t seem to be smiling or anything.

Hey, do you see that collar around his neck? It’s made of thorns and they’re drawing blood. And look at his spear. There are thorns in the middle of the spear and he’s got that part in his hand, which is also bleeding from holding the thorns.

Is this guy some kind of masochist? What’s up with the self harm?

>>1044271
Yeah, this is a good plan.
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No. 1044273 ID: 2a82d3

>>1044270
>It can probably shapeshift too
This invites soo many questions:

Can an anthro shift to a feral form? to any animal?
Is it just tradition for anthros to eat small ferals? Do they view them as lesser intelligences?
Is uplifting animals a thing? If so, how? Can only the gods do it? (I should hope the methods are not too "direct".)
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No. 1044283 ID: 4c75f0

>>1044273
>(I should hope the methods are not too "direct".)
The best way to avoid any headaches and to avoid giving Kaktus any ideas is to not ask those kinds of questions in the first place.
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No. 1044291 ID: e4c993

>>1044268
The way that little one's ears are, it seems like it has noticed you, and it only restrained by it's tail (ie not at all). It might be a trap, so keep your distance and figure out what is up. Perhaps the furry creatures are all small parts of a greater whole/individual?

As for the young bull, if he's just standing there, there is a decent chance you have his mentor to worry about. The collar of thorns could be something done in devotion to something or someone, or it could mean the forest or it's creatures own him instead.

Remember, you're in a forest full of traps and trappers, and the location with the most magic, things might not be as they seem at first. Get a grasp of the situation first.
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No. 1044303 ID: 681cb5
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>Who cares about that guy, go for the cute prey he caught instead.
…you’ve already caught three of those things today, if you want another one you can just catch it yourself. No need to anger the Rhino boy by stealing his… meal? Or is he after its fur?
>Can an anthro shift to a feral form? To any animal?
Considering what kind of magic that exist it wouldn’t surprise you that there is someone out there that can transform into a beast, but you’ve never seen or heard about anyone that has that ability so far.
>Is it just tradition for anthros to eat small ferals? Do they view them as lesser intelligences?
…it’s a stupid animal. It doesn’t have any real intelligence to speak off. It’s probably just as smart as the fish your tribe catches in the river. Now, if they could actually speak, wore clothes and where actually clever enough to use tools, then they would be just like that Rhino over there…
>Is uplifting animals a thing? If so, how? Can only the gods do it?
Err… you have no idea? You’re just a trader, not some magician! Ugh, let’s stop thinking about that stupid fox thingy and focus on the actual important person over there…

>Hey, do you see that collar around his neck? It’s made of thorns and they’re drawing blood. Is this guy some kind of masochist? What’s up with the self-harm?
That is indeed a necklace made of thorns which is clearly causing him pain… though it isn’t actually drawing blood, as his Rhino hide is too thick for something that small to pierce it. But going by those red marks, it’s clear his been wearing that for a while and that it hurts…
>The collar of thorns could be something done in devotion to something or someone, or it could mean the forest or it's creatures own him instead.
It’s impossible to tell, but you might be on to something here. He’s clearly wearing it for more reasons than just to feel the pain from it.


For a brief moment, you almost start walking up to him to get his attention, but you quickly realize that might not be the best idea. Instead, you keep your distance and observe him for a moment longer, just to see if you can figure out what the rhino’s deal is. With experienced hands, the bull grabs the animal and ends its life quickly and painlessly, before removing it from the trap and placing it in his hammer space bag. He then proceeds to start rearming the trap by pulling on the rope. With the exception of that thorny collar, he’s just a normal trapper as far as you can tell. ”Excuse me?” you yell at him, still keeping your distance, ”I am impressed by your trapping skills, young Rhino, they are quite effective.” He turns towards you with his spear at the ready, almost as if he’s ready to charge you, but as soon as you compliment his trapping skills he calms down a bit and lowers his weapon. Even then, the rhino just stares at you, so you’ll have to take the initiative, ”I am Maphet the Trader, of the Volin people, and I’m here to see if your tribe wishes to trade with ours?” though he still doesn’t answers and continues to stare at you in silence, ”…should I come closer or do you want me to leave or…?” Slowly, you take a step towards him, giving him ample time to react to your movement, and as soon as you’re about to take a second step he speaks up in a surprising deep voice, ”Stop. Do not move. Trap there.” Looking down, you notice another one of his traps, hidden so well that you had no idea it was there. It’s a basic snare trap, simple in design but clearly made with skilled hands, ”Oh, I didn’t see that… thank you for warning me. That was very nice of you, dear.” He huffs and looks away for a bit, clearly blushing slightly, before saying, ”You’re a predator, but you revealed yourself and gave me your name, so I will keep thing peaceful for now.” You lift your hands up to show that you aren’t carrying a weapon, ”Trust me, dear, I want it to-” but before you can tell him your intention the rhino interrupts and bellows, ”But know this. I’m not alone. Many tribesmen around me. Do not try anything. Understand? Or you will know the true name of Ifeyo!” As he says that name, he moves his collar a bit to make the thorn dig down into his a hide a bit more, clearly enjoying the feeling of the pain.

Putting your hands down again, you yell back, ”Don’t you fret, love, the only thing I want to try is to create a new trade partner. Who are you and what tribe do you belong to?” The bull stares at you for a very long time, clearly considering his words carefully… then he starts to walk towards you while saying, ”…I am Gwando, member of circle of Ubathan, the exalted druid of these lands.” Right before he comes within hugging distance, he lift his spears and places it against your top, letting one of the thorns on it borrow into the fabric so that he can quickly rip it off if needed. Trying to keep things civilized, you continue asking him about himself, ”I’m honored to meet you Gwando, though I have to ask… what is your title? Your… job?” to which he quickly answers, ”Trapper.” and nothing else. ”Ah, yes, of course… so, dear, would it be possible for me to meet this Ubathan in person?” as you say that name he presses his spear into you a bit more before uttering a fast but firm ”No.”, ending that line of questions immediately. ”…well, can you maybe give him a message that we want to trade with your tribe?” you ask as he looks at you with suspicion, poking his spear into one of your breast before finally asking, ”What you trade?” Of course, seeing as your tribe still haven’t found much to trade with, that’s a question you really hoped you wouldn’t have to answer right now, ”Um… well, we’re still setting up, but we got fish-” The Rhino quickly interrupts you with ”We will not deal with predators just to trade food for food. You need to do better.” After a moment of consideration, you tell him, ”We got all these beautiful jewelry, charms and statutes made out of bones that might-” but once again he interrupts you, ”Ugh, bones are meant to be buried or eaten, so that it may return to nature once again. Making it into macabre trinkets is disgusting.” Hopefully you didn’t just ruin it by bringing up the bones, but you’ll try and mend that mistake real quick, ”Oh, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to offend.” The bull prods his spear into you again and snarls, ”…so you have nothing we want? Then you’ve wasted our time. Unless you have something that will interest my people, leave forest and never return.”
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No. 1044317 ID: c11296

What does he want, there must be some things you cant find in a forest. Ask what his tribe is like, like the male to female ratio, maybe they need some prostitutes.
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No. 1044329 ID: 36784c

>>1044303
Why is that bird staring at us? Is that the druid we were told about?

>Unless you have something that will interest my people, leave forest and never return.
Does that mean we’re allowed to come back when we do get something that would interest his people? Or does that mean don’t come back even if we do have something that would interest his people?

But seriously, I think the best we can do right now is to offer a Non-Aggression Pact towards his people. We just agree to not attack each other and we stay out of each other’s territories, unless it’s for trading with each other.
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No. 1044344 ID: 2a82d3

He misunderstands. You want an exchange of information, of culture, of "spirits"...

Step away from the spear you don't want in you, lean against the nearest tree, strike your best pose, and ask if he still sees nothing of interest here. A great trade is about fulfilling each other's needs, so be honest about yours. Your tribe may need more breeders, but surely you're capable enough to negotiate a breeding contract that's better for him than "livestock".

Doesn't want to take us to his friends? A tryst in the woods is less cozy than a warm tent, but an orgy could have spun out of your control, anyway.
He doesn't want to leave? You'll respect that. Anyone else in your tribe might not.
He's a masochist? If you can't make a whip, you can make do with a tree branch or rope.

It is odd he's been unwilling to share his catch, considering rhinos are herbivores. Maybe he wants to resist a predatory protection racket? Best not to press him on it.

If nothing works, he still has to guide you out of the woods, to avoid the traps.
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No. 1044367 ID: 5ec37b

>>1044303
We can't win everything. It might be best to leave for now, but we can at least offer peace between us.

Although, I kinda want to know why that bird over there is staring at us.
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No. 1044384 ID: 681cb5
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>I kinda want to know why that bird over there is staring at us.
It’s just a bird sitting on a branch… staring at you… with a necklace around its neck. Yeah, that crow is definitely magical in some way. Maybe that druid Gwando mentioned can control wildlife? …or maybe he can transform into a bird? That would be neat…
>It is odd he's been unwilling to share his catch, considering rhinos are herbivores.
…no, they aren’t? They may be prey, but that doesn’t mean that they don’t eat meat. They just prefer growing and trapping small game instead of hunting the larger animals like your kind do.


You put your hand over your stomach, to show him that you aren’t planning on pulling out a weapon, and comment, ”I have to admit, we don’t have much to trade for right now, but… the best I can offer you is a non-aggression pact? We agree to neither attack nor encroach on your forest if you do the same with our river?” The bull squints his eyes at you,”Why would we trust a predator to-” but before he can finish his sentence a loud caw from the bird interrupts him, ”…We agree to your non-aggression pact, Maphet.” That was a bit odd… but it worked in your favor. ”Thank you, Gwando. Though, I have to ask about what you said earlier… did you mean we’re allowed to come back when we have something to trade… or did you mean that we can’t come back at all?” Once again the birds caws before Gwando answers, ”…our pact will state that you may visit us… if you have something we are interested in to trade for.”

”Then my next question is… what will interests you?” The rhino looks at you for a moment, clearly not expecting the question, but he does finally say, ”Um… jewelry that I can pierce myself with?” and for the third time the bird caws, making Gwando add, ”…we seek tools and weapons of metal, jewels and gold, magical artifacts and willing thralls.” You make sure to memorize that for later, as both metal things and thralls might be something you can get a lot off, ”I see… and your tribe… is there more bulls than cows in it or…?” He thinks for a few seconds before replying, ”Great grandfather has equal amounts of sons, grandsons and great grandsons as he has daughters, granddaughter and great granddaughters.” Huh, so they are a big family, then? ”…and if I may ask, who is this Ifeyo you mentioned?” As soon as he hears that name again, the bull turns his collar a bit so that the thorns bites down into his hide, before looking at you with a slight disgust, ”*Snort* Of course a heathen like you wouldn’t know. She is the Goddess of Pain and Pleasure!” Another demi-god? You have never heard of her before… ”Pleasure and… pain? Really?” He lift up both his hands, using one to softly caress his own cheek while using the other hand to pinch himself, ”The words pleasure and pain means the same thing to us. Do you understand?” While the pain he’s suffering is a bit much, you can understand how pleasure and pain is connected. After all, who doesn’t enjoy a good spanking? ”Hmm, I guess I do to an extent. We, on the other hand, are worshippers of the triplets that made this valley.” As you mention the triplets you watch as his anger flares up, making him almost spit as he declares ”Your gods are weak and will be consumed by Ifeyo like the rest… and our godspawn will grow in strength and-” the bird caws angrily this time, making him change his tone, ”…but we’re still willing to trade.” You give him a quick nod, ”…I see.”
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”Oh, and there might be something else we’re willing to trade for…” you whisper as you take a step away from him, ”You see, we wish to increase our numbers… and a strong, young and virile bull like yourself would be an ideal mate…” before turning around and bending over a bit, ”So… what do you say? Interested?” You even give your tush a little shake to punctuate your question. ”Err… w-well… um… ” he stammers, clearly not used to a large predator lady seducing him, but the crow once again caws to get him to focus, ”…y-you will carry a Rhinotran, who we will- *CAW* …three Rhinotrans who we will keep… *CAW*CAW* …and… um… the forth will be your own kind that you will keep yourself? F-four times? Are y-you- *CAW* …s-some of my brothers will join as well, so… err… if that’s what you… want to trade for?” You look back at him over your shoulder with a warm smile, ”Four children? Really? Won’t that take a lot of time?” He looks away, blushing and trying to hide his growing erection with his hands as he stammers out, ”Oh, no, no w-we have… um… we h-have a w-way to make them g-grow real quick! From putting in the bun to taking it out in about half an hour, so… err… b-before nightfall if we start now?” So Pesi was right, they do have strong magic here... that is something you’ll need to remember for later. For now, you continue bouncing your butt at the young bull while teasing him, ”What? Right here? Well, a quick tryst in the woods is less cozy than a warm tent, but it will do…” His eyes are mesmerized by your ass moving around, though he does still manage to say something coherent, ”Err… w-we can go back to my tent if you want to… or we can just do it here? Or do you want to be tied up like the other breedingstock or…? I mean, y-you get to decide how we do it?” Stroking your rump, you ask, ”…and the deal was that I’ll make three Rhinotran young but only one Volin?” He nods several times in quick succession, before stammering out ”T-that’s right… that’s what we’re offering…”

…that’s a horrid deal. They get to use your womb four times and all you get is one Volin egg? While you’re desperate for more young, doing bad deals like that will only make things worse…
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No. 1044386 ID: e4c993

>>1044385
Here is safest for the both of you, where the others can watch... your backs, that is. He did say many of his tribe were watching after all.
Hell, Birdy seems to be calling the shots, maybe they want to get in on the action as well if they're able? Might as well learn who is behind the beak, or at least make a good impression. Wonder if the bird can get flustered in the druid's place.
And you seem to be distracting the young bull well. Get what he wants; your deal is with him, so perhaps you can levy his preferences against his sensibilities. Don't burn bridges though.

What of twins? Could there be a cultural exchange of sorts, so they know their mother, or at least her identity? Perhaps you could arrange for making this a regular exchange, giving more opportunity to interact, learn, and offer trade, in exchange for another Volin and safe passage.
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No. 1044418 ID: c11296

Learning to trade with powerful people for powerful children is an age old thing to do, maybe she can become some kind of wide range merchant matriarch with children all over, I can't help but think that is super sexy and it would propagate her cool dragon design. Imagine holding an auction for her womb and the ones who couldn't win or weren't powerful or wealthy enough to win get to grind their teeth watching the winner sow their seeds in her womb while they are all cucked by her and someone wealthy, strong, handsome, and most importantly with very well endowed genitals. Thinking of huge balls slapping her gushing hole while her womb is being drilled and the ones watching are either sobbing, red in the face from either rage, jealousy, or embarrassment, and a few of them jerking off, really gets my rocks off.
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No. 1044438 ID: 36784c

>>1044385
Start negotiating. Offer 4 Rhinotrans and they help you get 4 Volin. If that doesn't work, go down to 3 Volin. If that doesn't work, then go down to 2 Volin and that's the lowest you'll go.

Otherwise, offer an equal number of 4 Rhinotrans and 4 Volin.

That's all I've got. Not sure how else to do this.
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No. 1044439 ID: 2a82d3

>>1044384
>Ifeyo, Goddess of Pain and Pleasure
I doubt she's our little sister. If she is she's gotten kinky in our absence.

>”Your gods are weak and will be consumed by Ifeyo like the rest… and our godspawn will grow in strength and-”
This tribe wants to take out the rest of the tribes in the valley. Classic 4X strategy, but no less terrifying. If winds of ill omen can blow from us, this would be the time.

One has to wonder if you and Sehkmet's wind-lines had crossed over. You wouldn't lose any sleep if she had to deal with this, and finding a way to settle a dispute would have been right up your alley. That's the first step to Diplomatic Victory right there. Fat chance of winning the vote for Supreme Leader, but it would've been fun being invited to Council.

(I'm pretty sure we have Pesi committing to a Science Magic Victory, anyway)

>>1044385
That is a horrible deal. You're giving leverage to your opponent in a cold war.

Haggle by inverting the deal: 3 Volin, 1 Rhino You might have been willing to settle for an even trade, but they just insulted your god in assuming he can be easily eaten. Be prepared to walk away from the deal and shake your behind doing so.

OTOH, you can tease the boy or (the druid behind) the crow enough to not deal on their terms. Claim they can make it up to Talos by doing a mating ritual in honor of him. All you need is a tree to use as a pole to dance from (and to spin kick from should they gang up on you). With any luck, you'll win a successful breeding or two, and maybe even a convert to Talos, before they realize who was being dominant in those breedings.
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No. 1044449 ID: 36784c

>>1044439
>If winds of ill omen can blow from us, this would be the time.
I’m pretty sure that might be considered to be a fart.
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No. 1044480 ID: 47c51d

>>1044385
Let's get hung from a tree in a sex sling, then spitroasted.
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No. 1044626 ID: 681cb5
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>I doubt she's our little sister. If she is she's gotten kinky in our absence.
They said Ifeyo was a god, so there’s no way they can be a sibling to Telos. Well, they probably are just a demi-god, but still. And the godspawn they mentioned is probably the child of Ifeyo as well…
>This tribe wants to take out the rest of the tribes in the valley.
...isn’t that what most tribes want? To take control over the area they live in? Though you prefer to do that by showing of your superior culture and make them join willingly, but in the end it’s the same thing.
>Offer 4 Rhinotrans and they help you get 4 Volin.
Err… will your body even be able to handle 8 children at once? Let’s slow down a bit, dear, no need to rush.
>Learning to trade with powerful people for powerful children is an age old thing to do, maybe she can become some kind of wide range merchant matriarch with children all over. Imagine holding an auction for her womb…
Well, if people want your beautiful body, they’ll just have to travel to your tribe, won’t they? Though, the idea of putting your womb up for action for people to bid on does sound interesting… after all, your beauty and fertility is just another goods that can be traded.


”No offence, but I get the feeling you’re a bit new at this? Is this your… mmm… first time?” you purr while wiggling your butt, making the bull stammer, ”Err… heh… um…” Bending over even more to keep his attention, you scold him about what he said earlier, ”Because not only did you insult my gods, but your trade offer feels like an insult as well…” He looks away… or at least tries to, clearly feeling a bit guilty, ”That’s not-” but before you let him explain, you whisper in a sultry tone, ”But I’m sure it was just a little misunderstanding, dear. Nothing to fret about. In fact, you can make it up to little old me… do you want to do that, dear? Make things right with mommy?” The young Rhino’s eyes follows each bounce and sway of your behind, enthralling him with your dance, ”I… do?” As he’s completely mesmerized, you take a step back and get a little bit closer to him, all while you continue your seductive whisper, ”Of course you would, dear. You’re a good boy after all… and good boys get rewarded.” As that last word leaves your snout, your butt hits his hips, pressing itself against his growing bulge, ”We do?” Grinding against his body, you feel his manhood grow into its full length beneath his clothes, clearly eager to make a deal with you, ”So first, let’s honor my godspawn Telos, by doing a mating ritual in his honor.” The bull thrust his hips against your butt, desperate to go even further, ”M-m-mating!?” As he stands there stammering, you start to pull at his skirt with your tail, ”That’s right… mating… intercourse… just you… and little old me… together… BREEDING…” With each word, you pull a little bit harder… and on the last word, you pull away his clothes and releases his massive, bronze studded member for the world to see. And impressive display… and he even got a ring through the tip that seems to be real gold! ”Err… that’s… um…” the bull stammers as you start to grind his manhood against your rump. Now that he’s under your thrall, it’s time to start trading…

”But first, we need to change our deal a bit, don’t we? You wouldn’t mind doing that for little old me, would you? I would be ever so… mmm… grateful, handsome…” You feel him throb with each movement of your body, and after a little while he manages to stammer out, ”O-of course I’ll help!” With a warm smile, you look back at him and whispers, ”That’s good to hear… so… heh… how does it sound if we invert the deal, hmm? Make it so that little old you give mommy here three Volin eggs instead of one? And then… if you still have it in you, which I’m sure such a strong and handsome bull like yourself will, we can make a cute little Rhino child tougher. How does that sound, dear?” He nods, clearly not registering what you just said with the exception of the making children part, ”T-that sounds amazing! Let’s d-d-do it! R-right now! R-right here!” You can’t help but chuckle a bit, as he’s way too eager, ”Right here? Where the others of your tribe can watch? …our backs, that is? Ohoho, of course, dear… I’m sure you would love to just put me in a sex sling, hang me from a tree and then spit roast me with one of your friends…” you look up at the bird, now sitting even closer than before and cawing, though both you and Gwando has been ignoring it completely for a long while, much to its dismay, ”Or maybe, a little bird wants to join as well, hmm? Don’t you want to join us, druid, and… heh… get a chance to experience this magnificent body for yourself?” you wink at the bird while moving your hips side to side, smothering the dick behind you against the bulls chest, ”Or do you want to watch me completely destroy this cutie, hmm? It’s that what you’re into?”

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A green light suddenly blinds you, and from it a deep rumbling voice bellows, ”Enough. Stop manipulating my dumb grandson, predator, and make your fiendish deals with me instead.” followed by the light subsiding, revealing an old Rhino standing where the bird was just a second ago. It is clear that this is someone of power, as his whole body is covered by piercings made of pure gold, and the fact that both his horns and legs are made of wood seem to imply he’s highly magical as well. This is clearly the magical presence Pesi felt earlier… though you have to ask why he’s naked. Maybe you can’t wear clothes as a small bird? ”It’s great grandson!” Gwando whines, but the old man just ignores him, ”I am the mighty druid Ubathan, lord of these woods and the father of this clan of Rhinotrans. Gwando there has just lost his breeding privileges so thus you will need to deal with me instead, predator.” The young bull looks devastated as he stammers, ”W-what!? But… b-but… g-great granddad!?” but the old bull shows him no mercy, ”Next time think before you let your mouth wander, boy… and don’t get so easily seduced by predator wiles, or you’ll just end up on their rump. But you want a better deal, lizard? Then fine, how about this.” he crosses his arms over his chest, clearly not caring that his flaccid member is hanging out for all to see, ”The first child you will carry will be that of a Rhino, while the second will be one of your species, predator. Then we’ll simply repeat that pattern for as long as your feeble body can handle it… while my seed may be the most powerful in the valley, your womb is pitiful and weak, so sadly it won’t last long. After that I’ll make sure you get back to your river tribe, predator. You have my word.”

His gaze never averts from your own, as he stares you down with a stern look. ”…and if I have twins?” you ask, to which he quickly answers, ”Then the species they are born as decides who will keep them.” You give little nod before continuing, ”…will this be a cultural exchange of sorts? So that they may know their mother at least? And the ones I keep their father?” The old Rhino shakes his head as he states, ”No. These that stay here will have no need for a biological mother. We will all be the family they need. I am sure your people will think the same.” in such a matter of fact way that it’s clear he simply sees the breeding that’s about to happen as business and nothing else. ”Could we arrange this to be a regular exchange? We need to increase our numbers, so this would be an ample opportunity to tie a stronger bond between our tribes and maybe offer some additional trade?” For the first time his stern expression changes for a bit, as he is considering your idea, ”…we are in need of young bulls and cows, yes, but I rather you just sell us some breedingstock instead. But very well, it might be beneficial for both our tribes to exchange mates. We will discuss that at a later date. Now, either get on your knees and worship my cock like the god it is, or get into a praying position with your face down, ass up so I can breed you like the baby factory you are.” While he’s been a bit shameless so far, you really didn’t expect him to immediately go that far. You can’t help but ask, ”Err… don’t I get a say in who I mate with?” but he just shakes his head again and tells you, ”No. No you do not. You either accept my deal and walk out of here with as many eggs as you can lay… or we’ll simply keep you as breedingstock. Though if you really want to, I can tie you up and let some of my sons gangbang you together with me, predator. Now, stop yapping and take a position.”


…while he has a bit of a dadbod under all those golden thorns, you honestly preferred the younger bull that’s currently grinding himself against your front. Hmm… then again, the druid is bound to have strong seed… even if he’s an ass. Though, do you even have a choice in the matter… or can you use your charms to get an even better deal? Hmm…
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No. 1044629 ID: 908530

>>1044627
Sex sling spitroast time.
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No. 1044640 ID: e4c993

>>1044627
I mean, both the grandson and the granddad look pretty good in their own ways, but Gwando's enthusiasm is quite nice.

Ubathan is offering a much better deal than you had, be careful not to scorn him by talking or bartering more than absolutely necessary, and don't make any wagers your body can't keep. He's a pompous ass, but he's also protective of his family, and has reason to be so confident. Might be a good time to try and figure out if he's got any weaknesses though. The gangbang does sound fun, so look into that, could be a chance to learn some things and get Gwando to slip on in.

His great grandson only lost right to breed, but perhaps you could convince the old guy to still let you have Gwando's first time. To mark the occasion of a successful trade/'hunt'? Failing that, shouldn't be too difficult to slip him your underwear as a momento. Gotta form bonds where you can, cause Ubathan will definitely restrict things.
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No. 1044645 ID: 2a82d3

>...isn’t that what most tribes want? To take control over the area they live in?
Yes, but I doubt most gods have plans to eat the other gods. Wjares could be an exception, but it would be a little shortsighted of her. Doing so ultimately leads to monotheism which implies homogeneity which means no conflict which means no chaos which means no war which means she's out of a job. Arguments between tribes and gods are her belief fodder, so I can't see why she'd want the latter source gone.

Perhaps her godspawn thinks differently an the matter, but you should still be careful letting them build up power regardless. Not just for you or your tribe, but also any other tribe in the garden.

>do you even have a choice in the matter…
Technically speaking, you do.

If you don't return to your tribe, it's pretty much tantamount to a declaration of war on this forest. If they wanted that, or are able to take the risk now, they wouldn't have sent in their heavy hitter here. Also, your curves aren't the only thing on full display. I suspect they want to take advantage of your ignorance before your get a chance to report to your cleric and figure out whether this would be a good idea.

There's nothing stopping you from walking away from this, aside from the horniness of everyone involved. Us included.

>or can you use your charms to get an even better deal?
Not just your charms: I hope Pesi remembered to tattoo your butt before you came here. Substituting your body with hers would've been more ideal, but her magic will do.

The trick behind his deal is when you give out. If you give out on the odd-numbered breeding, he literally has one over on your tribe. If you give out on even, your only evenly-matched. Thus, you could counter this by making one amendment and being firm on it: your firstborn will be Volin.

That part is non-negotiable. If the chief won't do it, his grandson is far more willing. Blue-balling him couldn't have helped matters. In fact, he looks like he's about to propose on the spot, under Talos if need be. If negotiations fall apart, a Rhino subby-hubby would be a nice consolation prize.
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No. 1044652 ID: c11296

I just realized, she looks like king k rool's mom.
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No. 1044657 ID: 15c72a

>>1044627
Half and half is acceptable. Even if he's in the lead half the time, the longer you go the less noticeable that lead is. The worst it could be is if you can't go more than one, and I'd think you could go at least that long? Then there's 2-1 at three eggs, which is bad, and then 3-2 at five which is fine.
An even fairer deal is if it goes 1-0, 1-1, 1-2, 2-2, 3-2, etc. That way it alternates the unevenness.
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No. 1044681 ID: 2a82d3

>>1044640
I was thinking about coaxing a little rebellious-ness from him to win him over as a convert*, but a spy could work too. Chief might disown him for this though, if not now then when he catches wind of it.

* We have a better shot at it than you think, if 1) she can convince him she's looking for a partner not a drumstick, and 2) it looks like she's not choosing his old man over him by choice or desire.

>>1044657
Given his confidence, he might be thinking she won't last one.
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No. 1044695 ID: c11296

Does his great grampa breed all the girls he likes?
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No. 1044839 ID: f2320a

>>1044627
Eh he is too old for us want young blood to further the generations also hmm the actual making of the babies is labor intensive needs food and rest
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No. 1044840 ID: f2320a

>>1044695
Cucked/cockblocked by great grand father
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No. 1044850 ID: a9af05

>>1044627
Remember: You're in his territory. Don't try to alter the deal any more and just accept it the way it is right now. Just be glad that he allowed it to be changed so that it's not so lopsided anymore.

Apologize and let him know that you didn't mean any disrespect. Then do as he says and get face down, with your ass in the air to let him breed you.

>you have my word
With the way he talks and acts, he seems like someone that'll keep his promises. He'll make sure you get home safely, as long as you don’t piss him off and give him a reason to take back his promise.
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No. 1044868 ID: c11296

I kinda want her to make a fucked silly face in front of gwando on her boobs, and even if he isn't cock blocked by his great grandpa that doesn't mean he isn't by other relatives for multiple different reasons and girls stolen from him before he could get it, though what does he have that is worth it to stand up to his ancestor, better to just get fucked in front of him and he can jack off and we can deal with him later.
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No. 1044943 ID: f2320a

I say first child must be our species no negotiation on that front as being pregnant is the hardest part takes more then sputtering some seed
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No. 1045034 ID: 681cb5
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>I doubt most gods have plans to eat the other gods.
Gods fight for power all the time, and some perish while others grow stronger.
>I hope Pesi remembered to tattoo your butt before you came here.
Sadly, Pesi lacked the important essence needed for her magic this morning. Hopefully she’ll find some cute boys (or gals) to drain sooner rather than later.

You lean over towards Gwando and whisper, ”Does your great grampa breed all the girls you like or…?” but apparently the druid has way better hearing that you thought, as he interject before the younger bull even have time to answer, ”I am the patriarch of this clan. As such, I have first pick on any lady or man that I might want to mate with. This dick has already fathered at least a hundred young, and it isn’t going to stop just because my foolish great grandchild wants to lose his virginity.” You turn around to face Ubathan, before bowing to him slightly, ”I have to apologize, I didn’t mean any disrespect…” but he just waves his hand in the air as he proclaims, ”Don’t apologize with words, apologize with actions, girl.” Taking the chance while he seems to be in a relative good mood, you try to haggle a little bit more, ”About that… maybe the first child should be a Volin instead of-” but the old bull interrupts immediately, ”No.” Once again, you give it a try, ”Or maybe we can go 1-0, 1-1, 1-2-” and once again, he interrupts you with a flat ”No.” Looking back at the younger bull for a second and his throbbing, eager cock, you can help and ask, ”Err… then… at least may I have Gwando’s first time? Even if he doesn’t knock me up?” which is followed by silence, as the druid just stares at you with an unamused look, ”You know, to celebrate a successful trade?” The old bull pitches the bridge of his snout as he sighs, ”Fine, if you want a weak child you may breed with him.” something that makes the younger bull almost jump in joy as he exclaims, ”What? Really? Aw yeah!” though your attention is brought back to the druid as he pokes your stomach, ”But the first two you’ll sire will be from my sack and my sack alone. Now, let us begin.” You open your mouth to say something, but before you can get a word out several vines springs out from the ground and ties you up, followed by two larger, ribbed ones aimed towards your rump and cunt. It’s clear he’s done this many times, as they manage to slide into both your ends without even stopping and immediately start thrusting in and out of you to prepare you for the coming breeding, all the while the smaller vines rips your clothes off. ”AH! C-can y-you at least warn a girl before you-” you gasp, but the old bull interrupts you as he seems to love to do, ”No. Lad, get her to shut up using your dick so that I can breed her in peace.” Gwando happily jumps towards you and grabs your head as he shouts, ”On it!” clearly eager to mate with you.
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The vines constrict your arms and legs, lifting your whole body into the air, making you hang at the perfect height for the two Rhinos to breed you. The old bull starts to slowly pump his growing member with his left hand, while using his right to start painting strange symbols on your tummy and rump with a bit of his precum. The young bull on the other hand quickly grabs the side of your head and slams himself into your maw, clearly inexperienced and ignorant of your teeth. It doesn’t take long thought until Ubathan joins him, as he presses his thick member into your virgin pussy, filling it to the brim as he slides in deeper and deeper. At first his size is painful, especially when the large golden studs that adores his dick is pressed into your folds, but as he hilts inside you the pain turns into pleasure, and you understand their worship of Ifeyo, how pain and pleasure can be the same. Neither Rhino is very inclined to take it slow, as both are here to breed and nothing else, and it doesn’t take long for the older bull to find a perfect rhythm to thrust into you with. As both of them continues their plowing, you notice that more and more bulls starts emerging from the trees, clearly just as eager to breed you as these two. You’re unsure how long it has been, as your body has already been bathed by your own orgasm twice when you start to feel the druid throb inside you, soon followed by him shooting rope after rope of virile seed into you, splattering the walls of your womb with his young.

Impregnation attempt: The male Rhinotran is dominant.
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Base: 45% (25% + Volin fert: 5% + Rhinotran flared cocks: 15%)
Virgin: -5%
Master dad: +15%
Fertility body paint: +50%
-Total: 105% chance-


The old bulls pulls out his still throbbing cock and it doesn’t take long before another, younger bull takes his place, gripping your hips as they slam into your hard, even giving you a painful slap on your rump as they breed with you. Meanwhile, Gwando hilts himself inside your maw, pumping liter after liter of his seed into your hungry belly, feeding you with Rhino protein directly from the source… and just as before, as soon as he pulls out another bull is there to take his place, sliding into your snout and down your throat. As you’re being fucked from both directions, your stomach grows bigger and bigger, and you can feel someone is starting to move in there, kicking the walls of your womb as they matures. Soon enough, you feel how they are ready to get out, something that the druid seem to notice as well, as he orders the bull currently mating with you to pull out and change hole, instead sliding into your tight rump to mate with it instead. The Rhino’s doesn’t stop plowing your maw or ass as you give birth, only stopping to make sure that the newborn calf is taken care of before returning to fucking you. Though, as soon as the last bull fill your rump with his seed, the druid takes his place and starts breeding you again, clearly intent to make sure the next child is his as well.

You’re nothing but their breedingstock, here for the Rhino bulls to use, the please themselves with. A toy for them to play with, nothing more… well, that and a factory for their babies. As Rhino after Rhino blows their load into you all the while your belly grows, you’re starting to lose consciousness. The pleasure is simply too intense. After laying the first Volin egg as well as giving birth to the second Rhino child, you start to black out, the last thing you remember is Gwando slamming his massive member into your pussy, eager to give you your fourth child… but before he does, the world falls from your grasp… and you find yourself in the world of dreams…
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No. 1045036 ID: 681cb5
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The day passes and the druid keeps his promise, helping Maphet back home with her already laid egg as well as the one growing in her tummy. As the new dawn breaks, the five Volin you’ve chosen as leaders for your people gather in the main tent of the tribe for a meeting. Icaro the Hunter, Maphet the Trader, Sebak the Overseer, Smiling Sekhmet and finally Pesi the skull, all five are accounted for… though Pesi has to sit down in the corner thanks to massive, triple filled belly.

:SebakLAV: So what do the four of you have to report? What happened yesterday?

:PesiLAV: I ventured into the ruins on the other side of the river, a temple and tomb dedicated to Volek, and bathed in a spring there to receive his blessing. That very same blessing combined with my awesome powers allowed me to capture a triplet of Thumper boys, as well as make them put triplets in my tummy. Sadly, the temple collapsed soon after, but Volek left one last message that said “As a reward for worshipping me, I give to thee these stones to build a safe home for your coming family”.

:MaphetLAV: Little old me went and visited the tribe in the forest, a clan of Rhino’s lead by a powerful druid called Ubathan. While they were rather unfriendly at first, I did manage to get those cuties to warm up to us a little bit and they’ve agreed to trade with us, both in goods and young. Our first transition was an exchange of young, where they gave me two eggs to bring home and I gave them two Rhino calfs to take care off. One of them, Gwando, is a true gentleman as well, as he volunteered to escort me back here last night.

:SekhmetLAV: Ah went on a ‘unt for Varkians on the plains, but Ah found way more than Ah bargained for! Those sods are building a permanent ‘ome down there, just beyond the fields of tall grass, and there’s a ton of them there! If Ah’m correct, then there’s two different caravans that’s decided to settle down at the same place, but Ah can’t fathom why, as it’s clear that they ‘ate each other. The good news, though, is that there are larger grazing animals living in the tall grass, so Ah at least brought back some meat and leather.

:IcaroLAV: And at last we come to me, the great Icaro the Hunter! Why, not only did I catch a Tharan gal yesterday, but today I convinced her to join us as a willing thrall, just like that!
:SebakLAV: …just like that? Son, you spent most of yesterday inside her gut, being digested.
:IcaroLAV: Well… err… I mean… she said she was willing to join if she was allowed to eat me so… I… um… took one for the tribe?
:SekhmetLAV: Ha! Admit it, Icaro, yah liked being prey for once didn’t yah?
:IcaroLAV: Oh, shut it, Sekhmet.

:SebakLAV: And I made sure the workers set up all the tents and nets properly. Now, we also got a few report from the other hunters, as they’ve been scouting the nearby area. Most urgent, to the south there’s seems to be a large den of Sakkilians, out in the march, which might become a problem sooner rather than later. Other than that… well, there seems to be a few farms out on the plains… and strange statues near the mountains to the north.
Currently, the tribe has:
1 Warlock.
2 Warriors.
2 Hunters.
1 Seducer.
4 Workers.
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4 Thralls.
5 Eggs (Both laid and unlaid).

Current relationship with the other tribes:
Varkian Eyrie: Natural.
+Optimistic Trader: Start at a Warm relationship.
-Predator: They dislike you because you’re predators.

Ubathan’s Clan: Cold.
-Isolationist: Start at an Unfriendly relationship.
-Predator: They dislike you because you’re predators.
+Breeding exchange: You’ve recently bred together.
+Positive first impression: Their first impression of you was positive.

Sakkilian Den: Unfriendly.
-Raiders: Starts at a Hostile relationship.
+Predator: They like you because you’re predators.
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:SebakLAV: Now, the actual reason why I called this meeting. We need to decide both on what we should focus on right now as well as what we will need to do with the other tribes in the valley. Let us begin with the here and now… anyone got any ideas what we should focus on for the next few days?

:IcaroLAV: Getting more food, obviously. While the fish is enough right now, we’ll soon need to start eating our thralls if we don’t find another source of food. I suggest we either start hunting on the nearby plains or build a farm so we can grow our own food.

:MaphetLAV: We should focus on getting more trade goods and maybe build a trading post. Those Varkian are sure to come by looking for trade soon enough and the tribe in the woods are willing to trade as well. If we venture up to the mountains we might find some valuable metals we can sell… or maybe we can dig up that temple that collapsed nearby and see if we can find some gold?

:SebakLAV: Hmm… we need to increase our numbers. If we focus on getting more breedingstock as well as building a proper breeding den, we’ll be able to get more workers. The more workers we have, the more resources we can gather, no?

:SekhmetLAV: We ‘ave no defense! Let’s build a watchtower or maybe some training grounds for new warriors! We need more fighters if we are to survive!

:PesiLAV: …the gods needs attention as well. Let’s build a shrine in their honor so that we can get blessings from the triplets. Without their aid, we wouldn’t even exist, remember that.

All five have good points, but you can at most focus on two of these things at once. They are waiting for your guidance, but while you’re considering your options Sebak continues the meeting.


:SebakLAV: …and for our second subject… what are we to do with the other tribes?
:MaphetLAV: Let’s impress them! If we show them the superiority of our culture and ways, surely they’ll join us willingly! Or at least ally with us!
:SekhmetLAV: Ha! This isn’t a fairytale, little Maphet. Nah, what we need to do is to build an army and crush them before they crush us! Only by subjugating them can we be sure that we’re in control!
:PesiLAV: …we are creations of the very gods, beings blessed by the triplets themselves. Isn’t it our duty to spread this blessing to everyone else as well? I have more than one ritual that will allow us to transform them into the perfect form of a Volin, ensuring that the superior species has control of the valley, as well as spreading the gods blessing to all those lesser than us!
:SebakLAV: Honestly, I don’t care how we do it, as long as the tribe remains safe… how about you, Icaro, any ideas?
:IcaroLAV: Um… well… I dunno? Breed them and then do one of the other suggestions?

Three different ways to victory… but you can only chose one:

Inspiration: Show the other tribes the true glory of the Volin people! By superior culture and living standards, wow the other tribes to your side! Victory is achieved when the three other tribes has either sworn allegiance to your tribe or willingly joined your people as one.

Subjugation: Show the other tribes the true might of the Volin people! With superior strength, build an army and conquer the valley for your own needs! Victory is achieved when the three other tribes has either been vanquished or enslaved.

Transformation: The Volin species was not only chosen by the demi-gods, but personally created by them! It is your duty to spread this blessing to the other tribes by transforming them from their weak forms into the superior Volin shape. Victory is achieved when the majority of the populations of the other three tribes have been transformed into Volins.

What two things will the tribe focus on in the coming days… and what is your main path to victory over the other tribes? Only be defeating them and absorbing the godspawn they worship can you become a proper demi-god, and take your rightful place as the god of the Volin.
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No. 1045038 ID: a7a180

Transformation, focus on numbers and food. A strong economy fuels a strong war machine.
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No. 1045043 ID: e4c993

>>1045037
Transformation (with some themes of Inspiration on the side, perhaps? Raise good will and grant them 'boons' while boosting favorable living conditions is hard to hate?) Can't let them become one of the Demi-Gods chosen in one fell swoop every time. Some need to be dragged into the light, others respond better if they're coaxed into it or work for it. Plus, some variety is important. Focus food and fortifications, though all are necessary. We're in a divine place, going too long without a Shrine will cost us. A Shrine, Trading goods, and Food are asking to be taken if we don't have numbers or walls though.

Seems Gwando managed to gift Maphet with a child before she was disqualified after all... Or perhaps they struct a bargain of their own, walking back through the woods.
Curious about those statues, they could be dangerous or fun, likely both.
Also, unrelated to anything, but Sebak is hot, hope he gets to have some fun of his own some time
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No. 1045053 ID: 629f2e

Inspiration, Food, and a Shrine to honor our gods
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No. 1045058 ID: 2a82d3

>>1045037
>Diplomacy
Inspiration. Turning everyone into our race sounds nice, but it would turn the Valley population homogenous. Not only would the lack of variety be visually boring, we would be dismissing the other races despite their having interesting traits not in our hybrid gene pool. (Bird wings, anyone?) We can't consider ourselves the best race above the rest, if we found any other racial traits at character creation interesting. Even if there were a way to replace or add traits to ourselves, good luck not having that look ugly, that's seems like extra steps compared to developing a culture to unify multiple species.

>build queue
A shrine first. It would be interesting to figure out what miracles we can unlock. Maybe we can get improved hybridization or pregnancy stacking; it would not only help Mephet, she can't rent her womb there's no space, but also honor Shelli's legacy.

Considering that, I'm torn between trading hub or breeding den. More breeders to trade for decent stuff, or more stuff to get decent breeders to join us. I say trading hub to be nice.
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No. 1045072 ID: 2a82d3

>>1045058
>More breeders
Should've said "more breedings", not to imply we give away our own. I thought about combining trade post and breeding den, but I don't think any pred would volunteer. That's more prey mentality. It would answer how the Varkians get along...

I'm changing my answer to Breeding Den. Gotta have a nice home for our pets, after Mephit makes her shopping run.
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No. 1045094 ID: 3fe471

>>1045036
>Pesi has to sit down in the corner thanks to massive, triple filled belly.
You doing ok, Pesi? Try to take it easy for a bit.

>Sakkilians, out in the march, which might become a problem sooner rather than later.
With how close they are, I think we should train up some fighters for defense.

>>1045037
>What two things will the tribe focus on in the coming days…
Training Grounds and Shrine

>and what is your main path to victory over the other tribes?
Inspiration
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No. 1045109 ID: c11296

We can do all those other things but focusing on subjugation would be good like turning Sekhmet into a general and putting the other tribes under our rule in our fledgling nation, not just fighting but subterfuge as well, a trading post and some defenses will help for now, being able to fight, raid, and trade will help cover most bases in the beginning then we can become more self sufficient like a shrine then farms and hunting, then breeding stock.
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No. 1045132 ID: 681cb5
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Slight mistake, it was supposed to be 7 eggs, not 5 last update.

”NOTE: You can still vote on how to handle the other tribes if you haven’t already done so!”

As the days pass the eggs laid by the women of the tribe hatches, releasing seven new curious hatchlings into the world. Though thanks to the magic of the garden they don’t remain hatchlings for very long, as before the end of the week they’ve already grown into fully adult Volins, ready to do their part for the tribe.

(40% chance > rolled a 3 = Great success! Rolled less than 5 = Twins!)
From the union of Icaro the Hunter and Qik-Tap the shark, a pair of twins is born! One takes after his mother and becomes a mighty warrior, while the other boy becomes a normal worker. (+1 warrior, +1 worker).

(200% = Confirmed twins, 95% chance for triplets > rolled a 35 = Success!)
From the tryst in the temple with the Thumper brothers, Pesi managed to lay triples. The first hatchling takes after her father and become a hunter, while the second becomes a hardworking worker. The last… well, she refuses to work, instead wishes to be sold off to some other tribe as either breedingstock or livestock, making her trade goods? Each to their own, you suppose… (+1 hunter, +1 workers, +1 trade goods).

(100% = Confirmed fertilization, 5% chance for twins < rolled a 42 = failure! Only one egg fertilized.)
(90% chance < rolled a 76 = Success!)
From the breeding between Maphet and the old bull Ubathan a young lad is born, and even though he’s weak physically, he is blessed with a magical gift, something that Pesi quickly notices as she takes him as his apprentice. The other hatchling, which Maphet believes was fathered by the young Rhino Gwando, becomes a worker as she grows up. (+1 warlock, +1 worker).

Tribe status: Eager!
2 Warlock. (+1)
3 Warriors. (+1)
3 Hunters. (+1)
1 Seducer.
7 Workers. (+3)
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4 Thralls.
1 Trade goods. (+1)
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No. 1045133 ID: 681cb5
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Over the week, your tribe decides to focus on their food production and military might, going with Icaro’s and Sekhmet’s suggestions.

On the edge of the nearby plains, not far from the tribe itself, a pair of workers toils hard to ensure that the fertile soil will bear roots and greens for the tribe to eat. While the farm will be outside the main tribe grounds, and thus need extra protection, the lush plains will make up for it with an abundant harvest.

Meanwhile, the warriors of the tribe gets drilled by Sekhmet on the newly built training ground, and a lone hunter keep watch over the camp from the newly raised tower in the middle of it. While you do not yet have enough resources to build a wall, this will make sure that the fighters of the tribe can react quickly to any threat to the tribe... or even spot them before they become a threat.

While most of the week passes without trouble, two events happen on the last day that requires your attention. The guard tower and drill pays off, as the night guard manages to spot someone sneaking around the edges of the camp, and as the alarm rings out the newly trained warriors manages to use their new skills to capture said stalker. They now have them imprisoned, ready to be dealt with as you please. All the while, at the farm, the warrior who was supposed to guard it has suddenly disappeared, leaving the workers there vulnerable… all the while a hunter reports that the strange statues nearby has vanished as well.

Which ones of your five chosen will you send to deal with these two problems… and which one will you guide first?
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No. 1045134 ID: a7a180

Send Ikaro and Pesi to deal with these issues. Follow Pesi.
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No. 1045137 ID: c11296

Sekhmet then pesi. Follow Sekhmet.
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No. 1045159 ID: 7ffd6f

>>1045132
>"NOTE: You can still vote on how to handle the other tribes if you haven’t already done so!”
I agree with the reasoning here >>1045058 . I'm choosing Inspiration.

>>1045133
>Which ones of your five chosen will you send to deal with these two problems
Sekhmet and Pesi

>…and which one will you guide first?
Sekhmet
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No. 1045165 ID: 30340b

>>1045134
Supporting
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No. 1045169 ID: 681cb5
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1045169

”NOTE: You can still vote on how to handle the other tribes if you haven’t already done so!”

You are Sekhmet, the greatest ass kicker of the tribe and leader over the warrior caste. Which means you’re the one who have to deal with shit like interrogating prisoners. Last night, your warriors caught a stranger snooping around the camp, clearly acting unusual and suspicions, which combined with her being some kind of odd species you’ve never seen before can only mean trouble.

Meanwhile your friend Pesi gets to go stare at some funny looking statues and find a guard who’s slacking off near the farm, the lucky sod. She’s probably already riding his cock and draining him of his essence by now as punishment for slacking off. Hopefully you can have fucking fun here too.

Marching into the prisoner tent, you find a rather strange looking woman. She’s clearly some kind of reptile, though she’s seemingly made out of stone? It reminds you of Volek, when you saw him while you were little. But Volek is a whiny little bitch so fuck him! Wjares for life, motherfuckers! But back to the tied up prisoner before you start to blasphemy to much. She’s thin, not very muscular and really cross that you took her prisoner. Then there’s her attire… she’s the most covered person you’ve met so far, if you remembered correctly… and only white and blacks? Boring! The warriors who capture her also told you she refused to talk at all, even though she clearly understands what you’re saying. But you’re here to change that, aren’t you?

”So, are yah willing to talk yet? Tell me yer name maybe? Or the fuck yah’re doing ‘ere?” you ask her, but she just glares daggers at you and scowls, so you continue ”No? Still a bit tightlipped, eh wanker?” Still she doesn’t answer, not even non-verbally, which means you get to play with her! ”Good, because Ah was looking forward to ‘aving some fun with yah~”

Right… so the most important thing you need to figure out is why she was skulking around and spying on the camp… and which tribe she belongs to. Other than that… well, a name would be fun, but not necessary…
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No. 1045174 ID: e5709d

Start off by testing out what makes her tick.
Don't start this torture and interrogation session with rape and screaming, or you'll numb her to the pain.
Poke her. Prod her. Nuzzle her. Talk about various subjects that may be sacrilegious to an alien tribe. See what makes her unreasonably angry and take notes. You'll need them for the next scout that inevitably comes along.
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No. 1045176 ID: 7ffd6f

>>1045133
>a hunter reports that the strange statues nearby have vanished
>>1045169
>strange looking woman. She’s clearly some kind of reptile, though she’s seemingly made out of stone?
I think we've just discovered what happened to those statues. They moved themselves when we weren't looking! And she's probably one of them.

Also, wow, look at how thin she is! Is she starving or something?

>Then there’s her attire…she’s the most covered person you’ve met so far, if you remembered correctly…and only white and blacks? Boring!
Oh for fucks sake! Don't tell me she's one of those purity disciples! She's probably going to whine about how we shouldn't be having sex or something stupid. We should find a way to break her and get her to talk. Then we could breed her to show her all the fun things she's missing out on.

Just remember to watch out for her legs. She's made of stone and her legs aren't tied up, so she might kick you and it's gonna hurt!
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No. 1045179 ID: 30340b

>>1045169
Looks pretty good for someone so lanky. One benefit to her wearing that much is all the more to take off.

Likely her group is tied to the statues, whether being or making them. Avoiding looking away from her, but also avoid her four eyes. Actually, stand behind her for a bit, to confirm she's not hiding a weapon, can't try anything, and to set her on edge a bit.

Should probably start by teasing her a little, see what she is weak to. Don't go for the throat, or perhaps do: those ears and neck seem sensitive, considering the latter is covered. Some kisses and fangs/claws in the mix might elicit something, but be careful of those teeth, her kind eats diamonds for all we know. Also, with all that wasted material, do they have any leftover for underwear?
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No. 1045224 ID: 2a82d3

Might as well start by exchanging names, if not pleasantries. You may not need hers but she will want to shout yours when you're almost done with her. If she doesn't give hers, you can call her lame and cringe nicknames, like Four-Eyes and Stonetwig, until she relents or goes with it.

You may want to strike a balance between satisfying her and rushing things. If she's satisfied, she would open up to you, as a potential mate and sire. OTOH you may need to aid Pesi right after this. She might have saw the farm thief, if she hasn't been coordinating with him already. She has extra incentive to stall if that's the case.

Finding out if she's in cahoots should be your first inquiry: ask she's hungry and if she's eaten anything recently. If she answers yes to the former, or no the the latter, then it would seem strange she didn't hit the farm first (it's closer to any invaders, right?), unless she had accomplices.

>>1045176
If her followers are here, that's a bad sign. If she had plans to raze the labyrinth before, then she definitely wants to raze the garden. We may want to wrap things up sooner than later.

There's also the odd chance it's her godspawn, but it wouldn't be obvious how she made one given she hates sex. Maybe our half-sibling took after her grandmother?
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No. 1045252 ID: 681cb5
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1045252

>Seem strange she didn't hit the farm first (it's closer to any invaders, right?), unless she had accomplices.
The farm is indeed the most vulnerable part of your shitty little camp, and is the ideal spot to strike if you want either food or prisoners. But you’ll only see it if you come from the direction of the plains, so people can miss it. This fucker, though, was trying to snoop through your camp, though why she was doing that you still don’t know.
>There's also the odd chance it's a godspawn.
HA! Like this weakling would be half god! …well, part god… a demi-god is half god and when they breed with a mortal they make a godspawn, so… err… what were we talking about again?
>Don't start this torture and interrogation session with rape and screaming, or you'll numb her to the pain.
While a good point, it’s a bit moot as you don’t do rape. So much more fun to dominate someone completely, to make them beg you for it, make them want it, make them desire it more than anything…
>We could breed her.
Well, obviously. But later.


You start to walk around her, circling your prey while giving her a proper once over. ”Ah’m Sekhmet, the mightiest warrior of this tribe.” you say as you stop behind her, ”Just so yah ‘now what to scream when Ah breed yah later, cutie.” Looking her up and down, the only real thing of note is her lack of tail, which looks a bit odd. Leaning in towards her ear, you whisper, ”Now, what shall Ah call yah?” before giving her moment to answer, while slowly starting to pull her neck cover down, ”Eh, don’t want to tell me? Then ‘ow about… four eyes? …or maybe stonetwig?” You give her a long lick across her now exposed neck, making her shiver under your tongue, ”Mmm… or even better, seeing ‘ow sweet yah taste, ‘ow about sugar pie?” It isn’t a lie, as she tastes similar to sweet candy, something you greatly enjoy as you continue licking her much to her dismay. ”W-what are you d-doing, you fool!?” she manages to stutter as you start to nibble her ear, to which you say, ”Oh? Is something the matter? Don’t like getting licked?” before going back to licking her tasty, tasty neck. ”You’re supposed to torture me! Or threaten to eat me or… or something! Not do… whatever foolish thing you’re doing!” it’s clear you’ve gotten her off balance, that she wasn’t expected this at all. She probably was trained how to handle getting captured, but Sekhmet can’t be trained for, bitch! ”Wait, yah want to be tortured or eaten?” you ask and she’s taken a back a bit, not knowing what to say at first, ”What, no, that’s not… err…” then she looks away and gets quiet again. ”So… if yah want to be tortured, just tell me who yah are in cahoots with?” you ask her, licking her neck again, but she stays quiet, ”…or, yah ‘now, Ah won’t torture yah if yah tell me, whichever you prefer. Just answer the question, sugar pie.” She shivers as you bite the tip of her ear, and she bites her lower lip as you slowly move your tongue downwards over her neck, but she keeps staying silent, ”No? Oh well, Ah’ll continue licking yah sweet tasting neck then.”
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No. 1045253 ID: 681cb5
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1045253

>Confirm she's not hiding a weapon.
You’ve made sure that the warriors who caught her disarmed her and searched through everything she was carrying. Still, you haven’t had the chance to take a proper look at it yourself, so you yell at one of the shit for brains outside to go get her stuff.

Soon enough, you’re presented with a handful of things; the most prominent is some kind of mace like weapon. It’s shaped really oddly, not at all like a normal mace should look like, and it got some kind of magical runes inscribed on the shaft. Then there’s two bottles of… something. They are clearly some kind of potions, but heck if you know what they do. Lastly there’s a necklace or amulet depicting a raising sun made out of silver. Seems valuable, but you can’t really place the symbol. Oh, and she had some water and a ration made of bland gunk on her as well, but those aren’t really important.


>Wow, look at how thin she is! Is she starving or something?
Well, going by how her ration was tasteless gunk with barely any protein in it, you’re going to say she’s malnourished if anything.

”So, yah hungry?” you ask, and as if on cue, the smell of grilled fish whiffs into the tent, making her tummy growl loudly, ”Ah take that as a yes, hehe.” You turn around and walk up to her, but she looks away in embarrassment, ”So… want some food? Just tell me what Ah want to ‘now, sugar pie, and Ah’ll give it to yah.” She just stares into the ground, not making a sound. ”Yah ‘now… yeer kind are predators aren’t they? Yet, that food yah ‘ad… it didn’t ‘ave any proteins in it at all.” you say to her, and you watch as she squirm a bit in her bindings before continuing, ”Oh, Ah see ‘ow it is… yah’re a predator that don’t ‘unt and eat prey, are yah? That’s why yah’re so thin!” You punctuate that last word by giving her belly a poke, ”Is it because yah’re weak… or are yah just stupid? I bet that tummy of yeer, though, Ah’m sure it wouldn’t mind getting feed some prey, would it?” and once again, as on cue, her stomach rumbles loudly, ”Hehe, see? It said yes.”

Well, you got her talking a little bit. You just need to continue your assault on her. Hmm… what should your next angle of attack be?
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No. 1045263 ID: 2a82d3

>you yell at one of the shit for brains outside to go get her stuff.
Did they remember bring lunch or dinner? Did they bring enough for two? There's lots of tease potential in sensually enjoying your food in front of her, but you shouldn't deny her own food even if you'd like to make her beg for it. While you may not be a softie like Mephit, being well-fed can only boost fertility.

>oddly shaped mace
Here's an idea: If you stuck that in a fire, you could brand her with the symbol on it. The magic enchantment is a bit of a risk though, that symbol implies the opposite of what you want to do to her anyway, and it is likely her weapon after all. Since you can't be assed to call Pesi to identify it and her gear, you're better off snapping her stick. If Sugar Pie objects, she would have to tell you what they do to stop you.
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No. 1045264 ID: 1483a7

Looks like a brand, to me! In some places, people use them to put marks of ownership on animals (or people) by heating it up and burning the shape of the top into their skin. But, the length of metal there is too short for that. The handle would burn. I'd bet that it applies a brand by MAGIC, either from the runes on the handle, or after something from one of those bottles is applied.

You should check whether she has any symbol like that anywhere on her body.
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No. 1045265 ID: dee04d

>>1045253
It's rude to starve a guest, though it's also rude for a guest not to give their name. A decent way to chip at her will could be to get her to accept the food, seeing as it seems to be a 'luxury' in her eyes. Eat some so she knows it's edible and has to smell it, maybe tempt her with a taste from a surprise kiss (or force some down her throat), but getting her to accept a few morsels would be good.
Could add a little bit of the smaller vial for her to see (likely an antidote to the larger green container's 'poison', or it could be milk related, based on those colors) and see just how willing she is to take some.

If she's unhelpful and unruly, you could point out the necklace as unusually and wastefully oppulant. Basically, attack her alligance/faction, comparing what she has been taught to treasure to what she loathes.

Might want to save the big guns (ie that large tool) for later, but as an idea, proping it up between her legs so the handle is pressed against her vent could be fun, just make sure to keep your hands/legs between her thighs. Don't touch it anywhere not covered by the cloth. Probably prevents an orgasm or something, idk.
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No. 1045283 ID: 15c72a

Give her a little taste. It'll make her want it more.
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No. 1045345 ID: f2320a

>>1045132
Trade goods daughter could be kept around as livestock milk and such from her perhaps with selective breeding make better livestock
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No. 1045429 ID: 681cb5
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1045429

>Trade goods daughter could be kept around as livestock for milk and such, perhaps with selective breeding to make better livestock.
We should respect her wish to be traded away and besides, we can always trade her for some other livestock to milk. After all, Volin milk is for babies… but milk from prey is a delicacy.

>It's rude to starve a guest.
Guest? She’s your prisoner! You can starve her all you like until she talks!
>You shouldn't deny her own food even if you'd like to make her beg for it. While you may not be a softie like Maphet, being well-fed can only boost fertility.
Hmm, you’re right… her being malnourish will probably mean putting an egg in her will be slightly harder… and your future children needs a well-nourished mother to grow big and strong. Fine, you won’t starve her… but it’s because you want to breed her, not because you’re a wimp like Mappy.


After having a few newly grilled fishes delivered, you slowly eat one in front of her. While she tries to hide it, you can see how her eyes follow each bite you take… and how her mouth waters from the smell of it, making her drool just a little bit, which is followed by her stomach rumbling once more. ”’ere yah go, take a bite…” you say as you wave around a fish right in front of her face, though she does make it hard as she keeps moving her head around in an attempt to avoid it. ”Come on, yah’re starving! Yah’re nothing but skin and bones… err… stone and… bones? Do yah even ’ave bones? Nevermind look, it’s good!” Taking a little nibble from the fish, you exaggerate how good it is with a loud “MMM” before once again putting it right in front of her face. While she still refuses to eat it, this time she does react vocally, ”Ugh, disgusting!” You wave it around under her snout, making sure she can smell it, and you’re sure you can see her glance longingly at it for just a moment before going back to trying to avoid it. ”No, it’s fucking fantastic!” you bellow loudly, but she just stick outs her tongue and whines, ”Eating animals is a sin! She will have you burn for this!” She? Oh, now you’re getting somewhere… ”Ha! Eating animals is what nature intended. Not eating weaker prey as a predator means yah’re disrespecting the very gods! They made us this way for a reason!” She glares at you angrily, trying her best to ignore the fish that’s poking her cheek, ”They made a mistake! Only the goddess is a real god, the others are just demons in disguise, trying to trick us from the real path!” So she is some kind of fanatic after all, huh? Let’s keep going. ”Just a little bite, sugar pie?” you ask her as you take another nibble from the fish, ”Never! Oh sweet goddess, save me from-”
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No. 1045430 ID: 681cb5
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1045430

You shut her up by giving her a big kiss, interlocking your snouts and forcing your tongue into her mouth. Of course, you have an extra surprise for her waiting as well; the small bite of the fish you had earlier, which you push into her mouth. You’re not sure if it’s because your sudden kiss has completely caught her off-guard or if she’s just hungry, but her tongue quickly grabs the snack and swallows it, even without your help. Though you aren’t given time to play with her more as she pulls herself from you, coughing and crying out, ”*Cough*Cough* No! My fast! I’m not supposed to eat anything for another two days! And eating an animal as well!? Please forgive me, Agnieszka, I didn’t mean too!” Giving her a massive smile, you whisper, ”Come on, admit that that was some good shit, eh.” punctuating the sentence by licking the side of her snout. ”Ugh, stop it!” she whines as you continue licking her delicious scales, only stopping to say, ”Fuck nah.” before returning to the tongue lashing. ”Ngg… if I admit the fish was tasty, will you stop licking me?” You stop and consider her proposal for a bit, before shrugging and telling her, ”For a little bit, sure.” Her whole body shudders as she quietly admits it, ”Then fine, it was all salty and nice, alright? Happy!?” Your smile widens even more and you move the fish towards her snout once again, ”So yah want another little nibble then?” but she just shouts, ”No! It is still a sin to eat animals, you monster! Now untie me and let me go, or Agnieszka will have your head!”
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No. 1045431 ID: 681cb5
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1045431

Turning the strange weapon she had around in your hand, you can’t help but notice how similar it looks to one of those brands you use to put marks of ownership on the weakling thralls, but that can’t be right, can it? Not only does the symbol not convey how tasty the morsel is, nor how good of a breeder they are, but the handle is made of wood which would just burn the fuck up if you tried to heat it up in a fire. Hmm… yet, it is definitely a brand… which means… it must be magical? Not only do those runes heat it up, but they must also ensure that the brand does… something to whoever it marks. Maybe they become docile? Or just weak? You can’t really be assed to go get Pesi, so maybe it’s would be for the best of you just snapped the stick? Nah, Pesi would be fucking livid if you did that shit, so instead… maybe brand the gargoyle? To see what it does? Hmm… worth considering… wait, you just got an even better idea on how to use it!

”Yeer goddess will have mah fucking ‘ead, eh?” you ask her as you slowly walk behind her, idly spinning her branding iron in one hand. ”You may think yourself… nggg… powerful, but you’re just a bunch of weak sinners!” she tells you as you start to let your hands explore her body, groping her through her clothes. ”Go on.” you whisper as you start to use the weapon to poke her crotch, even though her long and thick skirt makes it hard to do so. ”Even if I don’t return, they know where you are. They will come and rescue me. They will… ah… come and burn this place to the ground.” she mumbles, though it’s clear she’s focusing more on your hands massaging her body and the pole rubbing against her below her belt. ”Oh?” you say just to keep her talking, all the while you start to grind your own junk against her, making sure she feels how you’re starting to get hard, ”The g-g-g-gah… garden belongs to her! She is the only t-true goddess! You will either convert or be made into slaves, sinner!” Just keep on talking… and you’ll keep grinding… ”And ‘ow is she planning to do that?” She squirms under your assault, her breath getting uneven as she starts thrusting a bit into the pole between her legs. ”Ha! I w-won’t… ah… goddess… I won’t talk… n-no matter what…” she whispers, ”E-even if y-you ravage me… or… nfff… knock me up with that large girl meat… I won’t… ah…” she bites her lower lips before continuing, ”Or if y-you tempt me with fish… or… ngg… d-delicious prey… I w-won’t… falter…” she has to stop and catch her breath before she can add, ”N-not even if y-you threaten to eat me… m-make me… nff… slide halfway down your throat… or… some other part of you… like y-your… ah… meat… or… rump… ah…” her whole body shudders as she arcs her back, ”No! Agnieszka will protect me! She will k-keep me from sin! She will c-cleanse this camp of sin! S-she will come… she will… ngg…”
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No. 1045433 ID: 628248

>>1045431
Oh, her Goddess will come, but both you and her will have come many, many times before then. In fact, she'll probably have been with the whole tribe at least once and carrying a heavy clutch by the time anyone can come, or have even laid some eggs, so there would be no sneaking her out. Would be a shame if the little ones grew up without even knowing their mother's name.

Start working off some of those layers. Actually, why take things slow when you could rip open that top like the brute she expects you are. Her bottoms can stay until she breaks/begs, but you aren't beholden to her tenants: that loincloth could make for a good makeshift veil or blindfold. Plus, she's cute when she blushes.

If not for that neck restraint, you could probably shove her head down your throat and still toy with her body. Fact is though, she's so thin, she might not be worth the energy to eat, which means you'll need to put some meat on her. You've got some salty morsels you can give her, but some proper food may have to wait.

As for the tool, threaten her with it. It'll probably keep her from climaxing, but it could prevent her from being knocked up, so measure her response to the threat, and see if you can't get the truth from her. It might take her strength, and with so little, she'll need all she can for laying eggs.
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No. 1045437 ID: 908530

>>1045431
If she won't eat fish, feed her your cum.
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No. 1045441 ID: 2a82d3

Quite helpful of her to lay out what she wants in this session, albeit in reverse order: Start with a face sitting, send in a big feast (maybe including a rabbit thrall, after assuring her they can't die from it), and end with a nice breeding near guaranteed to produce an egg.

If she believes her goddess will get mad at her for such an indulgence, you'll need to come up with a convincing excuse for her. Attach her symbol to the end her club, and see if she wants to be branded with it. Any actual mental effects will likely be minor if magically enhanced at all, but she only needs a small push if she wants to.

>”Even if I don’t return, they know where you are. They will come and rescue me. They will… ah… come and burn this place to the ground.”
Her friends can't save her now! Sorry, won't save her. If they're just as fanatic as she is, they'd already believe you've corrupted her. Even now, she's already admitted to enjoying the meal. So if she wants to be with them, they would have to join her here. You can't capture them if you don't know where they are, so...
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No. 1045455 ID: e5709d

Indulge her for a while. Sit down and pray to your patron god, without insulting or posturing. Ask her if this is what she wants; all of the world, praying to the goddess of purity, every second of every day in reverence to someone who is tasked with maintaining the fundamental forces of the universe and swamped with the pleas of millions.
Then ask her if she wants someone like yourself to convert and stay with her every second of every day.
Get her cerebellum to pump blood and you can get the rest of her to pump blood.
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No. 1045460 ID: f2320a

>>1045431
Could keep around as livestock meat would make good trade goods just from just the sweetness and young mature fast enough to make it worth it
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