Chapter Two; Farfleet

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They had walked all day, and still they had not made it to the edge of the forest. Jace was weary from travel, and thirsty. They had paused by a stream near midday, and Jace had drank deeply of the cool clear water that ran through its bed. He didn't have a water bottle or canteen, and so could not take any of the water with him, though, and so now hours later his thirst had returned once more.

As the sun began to set again over the trees, the forest grew dark once more. Orianna didn't seem bothered by this darkness, and in fact, Jace found he could see better in the dim light than he had been able to previously. It seemed that this new body of his had quite a few advantages to it, other that just being older and stronger than his previous human form.

Even so, Jace had grown tired, and Orianna likely couldn't continue to travel non-stop through the night either. And so they had begun to look for a place to camp that night. They found it in a small, rocky alcove at the base of a grassy knoll. An old, twisted tree grew from the top of the overgrown hill, and it leaned down over the side, its roots forming a curtain of sorts to shield the rocky hollow from the dangers of the forest.

It was here, beneath this old, twisted tree, that Jace and Orianna now huddled up for the night. It was colder this night than it had been the night before, and without any bedding or blankets, Jace could feel the chill of the night air acutely. Orianna had gathered up some dead wood from the forest, and with it had started a small fire at the edge of the hollow, but even that did not provide any significant warmth. Jace shivered slightly, and rubbed at his forearms to warm them. Not for the first time, he found himself thankful for the thick red-brown fur that now covered his body. He imagined he would be much colder without it.

"Come closer to me, Jace Darren." Orianna said, her voice low. "We will be warmer together." Jace didn't argue. He shifted himself over to where the panther sat against the wall of the hollow. Orianna had removed her sword belt, and with it the two short swords she wore at her hips. Jace pressed himself into the space beside her, so their hips and shoulders were pressed together.

"How much farther to the town?" He asked. Orianna shrugged.

"Not too much farther. This is our last night in the forest. We will be in Farfleet by tomorrow afternoon."

"Good." Jace didn't know how much farther he could go without a real bed, or food, or even water. At least the company was good. Orianna had warmed to him over the last day, particularly after he had eaten her pussy to climax the night before. Since then, she had been practically affectionate towards him. Jace found it a bit odd. They had only just met, after all. But he supposed there were stranger things happening here than that.

Lost in his thoughts, Jace didn't notice at first as Orianna's paw began to slide along his thigh, towards the bulge between his legs. He gasped in surprise as she began to deftly unlace his pants, casually stuffing her paw in to massage his balls and grasp his soft cock.

"What are you-" Jace began to say. Orianna chuckled, and squeezed his bulge firmly, cutting him off.

"I told you I would share my body with you tonight, didn't I, Jace Darren?" She said, her voice a seductive purr.

"Well yes, but..."

"And so I will. But I can hardly take you without warming you up, now can I?"

"Take me?" Jace asked. His voice was distant, as Orianna played with his nuts. His cock rapidly hardened in her paw as she expertly teased and tugged him. He sighed. Orianna laughed.

"You taught me some demure maiden then?" She asked, her voice taking on a slight mocking tone. "A shy kitten, who would just spread her legs for you and whimper and moan as you had your way? Oh no, Jace Darren. I am a warrior. I do the taking, unless you wish to fight me for that honor. And as impressive as your skills are, I am confident you would lose."

"I've never... never.." Jace groaned, unable to finish the thought. His cock was hard as iron now, and Orianna had pulled it through the opening in his pants and was now slowly but firmly pumping her paw up and down his hot, throbbing shaft. She grinned, her green eyes narrowed hungrily as she watched him struggle to speak as she jerked him off.

"Never what?" She asked smugly. "Never had a woman lead? You best get used to it, warrior."

"No," Jace said, his face flushed as she tried to focus. "I've never fucked anyone." Orianna paused, looking at him in disbelief.

"You are joking," she said, then laughed out loud. "Never? You expect me to believe that, after how skillful you were eating pussy?"

"I mean it," Jace said, embarrassed. "I've never done it. Before, I sort of just licked and sucked on what you put in front of me. I've never actually done anything like that before." Orianna shook her head, bemused.

"Well, I suppose we shall have to teach you then, won't we?" She said finally. She squeezed his cock firmly in her paw, drawing out a gasp from Jace. Chuckling, Orianna stood and began stripping off her skirts. "Undress." She demanded, her voice firm and full of authority. It was not a request, Jace realized.

He stood, and pulled his pants off, tossing them to the side, by the fire. His hard, throbbing cock bounced in the flickering light. Orianna looked him over, smiling in approval.

"Good. Now sit back down, back against the wall with your legs straight out." She ordered him. Jace did as he was told. It was a bit uncomfortable, being bare bottomed on the cold ground, but he ignored it. Orianna stepped forward, straddling his legs. She was so tall she had to hunch in the small hollow, but she did not stay standing for long. She squatted down over him, grabbing his cock with one hand and steadying herself with the other on his shoulder. Lowering herself down, she guided his tip towards her damp, dripping pussy.

"Prepare yourself, Jace Darren," She said, her voice low and serious. "After what I do to you tonight, you will truly be a man. You will be MY man." Jace nodded, his eyes wide and locked on his cock and Orianna's pussy. She didn't hesitate long. The panther lowered herself down onto his shaft, using her paw to guide him into her moist, hot opening. She sat flush in his lap, her round, full ass pressing into his hips. She hilted him fully in one motion, giving Jace no time to adjust to her tightness or warmth. He groaned, an awkwardly soft, gentle sigh of a groan. Orianna chuckled.

"It's good, isn't it," She said casually, her voice having a bragging tone of pride to it. "It has been a while since I had a man. I bet I'm very tight for you. Don't worry if you dont last long inside me. It is your first time after all. And I am not gentle." Her warning delivered, Orianna placed both hands on Jace's shoulders and began to ride him. She started slow at first, lifting herself with her legs and lowering herself again into his lap.

She didn't stay slow for long. After she had found her pace, she began to speed up, growling softly as she bounced in his lap. Her hips and ass slapped down on his thighs, the sound echoing in the small hollow. The noise was soft, dry slaps at first, but soon the noise became wetter, louder, and sloppier as her pussy loosened around his cock and her juices began to flow.

Jace groaned and gasped beneath the panther, his hands by his sides, paws pressed into the dirt. He panted, closing his eyes as Orianna rode him, her full tits bouncing just inches in front of his face.

"No no no," Orianna said, her voice husky. "Open those eyes, Jace Darren, and look at me while I fuck you. You are not some simpering maid, shy and embarrassed. You are a warrior, and you will act like one. You look at your opponent, even as you are conquered by them." Jace did as he was told, and opened his eyes. He stared into Orianna's green eyes, her pupils wide and predatory in the darkness as she stared back at him. He panted as she continued to bounce in his lap, his balls slapping wetly against her tight, firm all.

"Put your hands on my ass." Orianna demanded. She leaned back slightly, arching her back and placing one paw on his thighs behind him while the other braced herself against his chest. Jace did as he was told, and took two firm pawfuls of her tight ass. He could feel her muscles tense and relaxed as she rode him relentlessly. He groaned, feeling his cock throbbing. He wouldn't be able to last much longer.

"Take my tit in your mouth." Orianna said. "Suck on them while you cum. I can feel you are close. I can feel your shaft twitch and your balls tighten. Squirt your seed into me. Fill me up with your cream." Jace leaned forward, catching her bouncing tit with his mouth and locking his lips around her hard nipple. He licked and sucked, looking up at Orianna's face as she groaned atop him. He couldn't hold himself back any longer. He felt his cock jerk violently in the panther's tight passage. His balls pulled tight against his body as he shot his load in thick, ropey strands deep into Orianna's waiting pussy.

"The panther snarled, grabbing hold of the back of his head and holding his face tight to her tit as he sucked. She pressed her hips tight to his, grinding into him as he came in her. Jace felt her pussy tighten around his flexing cock, heard her snarls, and knew that she was cumming too. Her juices soaked his cock and his lap, and even after he finished emptying his balls into her, still she ground her hips into him.

Finally, she slowed, and then stopped. She released his head, and still panting, swung herself off his lap to sit beside her. Thick, white cum oozed from her spent pussy, pooling in the dirt beneath her. She grinned, looking satisfied.

"Not bad, Jace Darren." She said, sounding proud. "Not bad for your first time. You should be proud of yourself. To be taken by a warrior such as myself is a great honor. You are now my man, forever more."

"What do you mean, 'your man'?" Jace asked, still panting. "I belong to you?"

"I took your virginity, did I not?" Orianna said, sounding dismissive. "That is something you will never take back from me. I own that part of you forever now. We are bound, you and I. Don't worry though, you are not the first I have claimed, and won't be the last. My list of conquests is long, and you are just the latest. You will have many of your own, I am sure."

Jace thought of that for a moment. It was a strange thought, to be owned in some way by this strange cat-woman warrior panther. But he was not wholly opposed. He quite liked Orianna, and he had clearly grown on her as well. He nodded.

"Ok then, you own me."

"A part of you," Orianna corrected him. "I will keep what I have taken from you forever, and you will never forget that. Now, get some rest, Jace Darren. We will be in Farfleet by tomorrow."

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They arrived at the town of Farfleet by mid afternoon the next day. By the time they could see the wooden walls of the town, Jace was so hungry and thirsty he was sure that Orianna would have to drag him into town by his tail. The pantheress, by comparison, looked to be hardly affected by the long journey with few rations. If anything, she had more energy and bounce in her step than when Jace had first met her. When she walked, her hips would sway confidently, and she stood with her chest high, her perfect tits thrust out proudly, as if she was reveling in her conquest of him. Honestly, she probably was.

As they drew close to the town gates, Orianna placed herself possessive in front of Jace. A pair of armored towns guard approached them, looking at the pair curiously. Unlike Orianna, they were fully clothes, with chain armor and cotton tunics. One of the guards was a male wolf, tall and muscular. In one hand he held a long spear, and in the other a heavy wooden shield. He wore an iron helm on his head, with a chain neck piece that protected his neck and shoulders.

The wolf's companion was smaller, more lithe. She had narrow hips and a long, sleek upper body and a weasel-like face. She wore a short sword at her hip, and as Jace and Orianna walked up to them, she crossed her arms and stood between them and the open gate.

"Ho there, travelers. Who are you that come so armed to Farfleet?" The guard asked. Her voice was a bit nasally, and Orianna nudged Jace with her shoulder, stepping forward.

"Keep quiet." She said to him softly, before turning to face the weasel guard. "My name is Orianna. I am a warrior from Farwood. My male and I are looking for shelter and supplies." The weasel narrowed her eyes, and looked past Orianna to Jace, looking him up and down.

"Your male?" She said, sounding skeptical. "You lay claim to this canid?" The wolf guard laughed.

"A cat claiming a wolf. That's something you don't see everyday."

"I've claimed him as my own, yes." Orianna said, her voice firm. "I took his virginity just last night."

"Orianna!" Jace spluttered, his face flushing beneath his fur, not believing what it was he had just heard. She glared over her shoulder at him, her eyes narrowed.

"Hush," She hissed under her breath. "Let me do the talking I said." Jace frowned, but didn't protest again. He didn't understand why it was necessary to tell these two random town guards what they had done the night before, but as he looked at them, he saw that neither the weasel or the wolf seemed put off by Orianna's blunt statement.

"Very well." The wolf said, shrugging. "You may enter Farfleet."

"The gate fee is a copper piece per head." The weasel said. Orianna fished in a small pouch at her waist and pulled out two small copper coins. She tossed them to the guard, who pocketed them and stepped aside. The wolf banged on the big wooden gate to the town, which slowly began to creak open.

"Welcome to Farfleet." Jace and Orianna walked past the two guards and into the town proper. wide cobbled roads snaked through the town, winding in and around wood and stone buildings. Jace looked on in awe as large crowds of folk went about their buisness around them. He had seen more people in one place before, of course, but he was taken with the sheer diversity in species among the townsfolk. Many of the citizens of Farfleet were canid or felid, like he and Orianna were.

He saw wolves, coyotes, and numerous other species of canine and dogs, in all manner of dress and armor. There were panthers, cougars, and bobcats, and species of cat Jace didn't even recognize, many of which looked like they may have been housecats in his world. There were other species as well; Huge, hulking bears and bulls, foxes, weasels, rabbits, and all manner of other creatures. Some folk didn't seem to be animals, beastfolk as Orianna called them, at all. There were tall, green skinned men and women with pointed tusks and bulging muscles, slight framed, lithe men and women with long limbs and long, pointed ears and fair features, and others too. It was like a real, fantasy town. Jace was amazed.

"Close your mouth, Jace Darren." Orianna muttered under her breath to him. "You are staring."

"I've never seen anything like this." Jase muttered. Orianna shook her head.

"I didn't believe you, I admit, when you first told me you came from another world. Now I think you may have been telling the truth."

No one seemed to bat an eye at Jace or Orianna, shirtless as they both were. Even though almost everyone in town was fully dressed in cloth or armor, they acted as if there was nothing out of the ordinary with a 6 foot tall panther warrior with her tits hanging out.

"Come along," Orianna said. "We will head to a tavern, buy you something to eat and drink, and then we can see about purchasing some supplies."

"It would be nice to be able to sleep in a bed for the night too," Jace suggested. "But I don't have any money."

"Don't worry about that." Orianna insisted. "I can cover it for now. You'll just pay me back later." She grinned at him solicitously. Jace flushed.

Orianna led him to a tall, two floor building at the edge of a broad, cobbled square. It was clearly an inn or a tavern of some kind. The lower level was constructed of the same cobbled stone as the road, while the upper floor was wood, roofed with wooden shingles. A sign hung over the door that had strange symbols painted on it. Like letters, but unlike anything Jace had seen before.

"What does that say?" He asked.

"The Traveler's Rest." Orianna read. "Can you not read, Jace Darren?" Jace shrugged.

"Not this language apparently." The inside of the tavern was dimly lit and smokey. A fire burned in a large fireplace, and several patrons were gathered at various wooden tables, and at stools at the bar. The bartender was a portly bear-man. Orianna called him an 'ursine'. Orianna talked with him for a moment, and passed him some coins, and lead Jace to an empty table. A few moments later, a pretty young ursine woman, maybe 20 or so years old, brought them both large wooden bowls of stew and a wooden tankard of ale. She smiled sweetly at Jace as she set his food down.

"Enjoy," she said, her voice soft and shy. Jace smilled back at her, feeling his heart race slightly. Orianna gave him a displeased look.

"Don't bother," She said, taking a deep drink from her tankard. "She is likely the owner's daughter. And much too delecate for a warrior. Unless you like that kind of thing I suppose."

"Orianna," Jace said, smiling. "Are you jealous?" The panther snorted.

"Hardly. You can have whatever woman you want. I own your virginity, not your cock. But the woman you choose should be worthy of you. Not just some peasant's daughter in whatever tavern you are in. If you are that desperate for a fuck, I can take you upstairs, or out to the stables for all I care, and give you a nice hard ride."

"And what if I don't want a hard ride?"

"Then find a sweet, pretty girl and spread her legs like a gentleman." Orianna said, though she sounded mildly disgusted at the idea. "But choose one who's good for you. Otherwise you'll be in a heap of trouble in any town you go to. Don't be careless." Jace nodded. It was good advice, after all. He picked up his tankard and smelled the ale. He wrinkled his nose.

"Something wrong?" Orianna asked.

"I'm not much of a drinker." Jace admitted. "I've had a few beers before, but I prefer a cooler more I think."

"What is a cooler?"

"Like a wine cooler? A lemonade or a soda?" Jace said. Orianna raised an eyebrow. "Uh, nevermind."

"You are a warrior now, Jace Darren." Orianna said, finishing her tankard. "Warriors drink ale. Or beer. Or rum, on occasion. If you want to drink something 'light and fruity', go mingle with the nobility and sip on their flowery wines." Jace frowned, then took a big gulp of ale. It was bitter, and tasted funny, but it wasn't half bad. He finished his tankard and his meal quickly, and in no time his stomach was full to bursting.

Orianna went and talked to the bartender again, passed him a few more coins, and booked a room on the top floor. After which, she took Jace back out into Farfleet to purchase some supplies. "If you are going to be an adventurer, you will need gear. Food, water, rope. All staples of the traveling warrior's life."

"What if I don't want to be an adventurer?" Jace asked.

"Well then you become a beggar. You are a warrior, Jace Darren. You must use your talents to earn some coin, or else you will have a very short life here in Aginvault. Besides, I only bed warriors." It was hard to argue with that.

"Ok then, let's go buy some adventuring gear." Jace said, following Orianna into the town market.