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Chapter 9: Domestic Affairs

The halls of Hogereign's manor house seemed comparatively quiet and peaceful with all the commotion over. Shadina found herself thinking that if it weren't for the garish decorations, she could almost enjoy living in a place like this one. Musing briefly on what her dream home would be like, she finally arrived at the door she was looking for. Pulling out the keys given to her by the obnoxious aristocratic pig, she unlocked the door and looked to see whom the villainous stork and his frog henchmen had captured.

The interior of the room looked amazingly comfortable and lavish, with thick carpets, luxurious sofas and plush cushions strewn about, but these could only barely console the four bound figures contained within. One of the most eye-catching was a large equine woman whose hands were bound behind her. A muzzle kept her mouth cinched tightly shut, and on the spiraled, tapered horn jutting from her forehead, there rested an ugly metal ring encircling it near the base that looked like it did not belong there. Her compromised position made her bountiful pair of breasts and wide hips all the more apparent, and Shadina guessed that if the curvaceous unicorn mare were standing, she might give the tall panthress some serious competition in the height department as well.

Laying nearby, a male wolf, also covered in black fur lay on his side. He did not seem like the rough and scraggly sea wolves of Desperation, but had a more refined and cultured look to him. He also had some rather visible muscle tone under his fur, making it clear that he would have been quiet formidable, had his wrists and ankles not been bound, and his own muzzle tied shut. Taking a further moment to check him out in his compromised position, Shadina could see that he had a very respectable package bound in tight pants.

The panthress next laid eyes on a vixen of unusual style and coloration. It was plain to see from the very start that she had not one, but three very fluffy and luxurious tails, bound together at two points with straps of leather. The tails, like the rest of her, were covered in a deep, subtly iridescent purple fur, which nearly looked black in some light. Her body was much more slender and modest than the mare, but seemed very toned and fit. Her hips were just wide enough to be feminine, and her perky breasts fit her frame very nicely. She seemed asleep, or passed out, as she lay on her side.

The final figure seemed to be a native of Morningwood. A beautiful blue lamia lay sprawled across the rear of the room. Her wrists were bound, like the others, and a burlap sack was tied over her head. She lay there, with her thick tail stretching on for at least twenty feet behind her torso, motionless, almost as if dead. In fact, all four of them looked withered and weak. The unicorn mare's eyes lit up briefly as she saw the heroes come in, but then drooped again as if unable to maintain her enthusiasm.

"Wow... these poor folks need to be fucked bad. I call dibs on the lamia!" Talon proclaimed. Shadina tried to protest, but was interrupted.

"I get the unicorn!" Troy announced.

"I get the wolf!" Caliente declared. Each went to work on untying their respective captive. Shadina shrugged and looked over to the vixen, stepping her way.

"I guess I get the vixen. Be nice. We're saving them, not taking advantage of them," she told her teammates. It was unclear whether they heard her, though, or cared.

***

Talon made it to the back of the room quickly, and with deft slices of her finger-claws, removed the burlap sack from the serpentine head of the blue lamia. Her body began to twitch and squirm a bit in response, as if she were coming back to life, or waking up. Soon after, Talon removed the bindings on the serpentess's wrists, and the long, sinuous blue lady rolled onto her side and regarded her rescuer.

"...Need sex so bad..." She moaned breathlessly. Talon grinned.

"Oh, I believe it. Don't you worry." She looked over the lamia's body and found her vaginal slit, which was amazingly narrow and tight. She hemmed to herself thoughtfully, then leaned down and pressed the end of her narrow muzzle to that sit, and let her tapered tongue delve inside. It was a tight fit, and the long blue lady moaned and writhed in apparent pleasure. Other moans were beginning to fill the room as Talon began darting her long tongue in and out of that little passage, tasting the lamia's potent and exotic essence as she tongue-fucked her.

It wasn't long before the hisses and moans of the serpent woman reached a peak, and a little gush of her thicker juices oozed into Talon's mouth, but the raptoress wasn't done. She figured after being deprived so long, the captive serpentess wouldn't be so easily sated, and her partner seemed to agree. After licking her partner to orgasm twice more, Talon finally pulled back to see how her patient was doing.

To her surprise, the lamia still seemed to be in the throes of orgasm, even with Talon's tongue completely free of her tiny sex. The raptoress watched as the lamia groaned and squirmed, still seemingly in ecstasy, while at the same time seeming to struggle with something, and after a few more moments of this, Talon watched as a creamy white spheroid crowned from a slit further down the serpent's tail, then plopped out with a messy splat. Watching the serpentess lay her egg made Talon squirm with deep arousal, dripping between her own thighs.

"Ooooh, thank you. I feel so much better now," the serpentess said in breathless relief. Talon still watched the egg laying on the soft carpet.

"Did I make that happen somehow?" she asked. The serpentess grinned.

"That is something that happens to me when I'm in the midst of sex or battle. I'll begin laying eggs. In sex, they are just normal, unfertilized eggs, but in battle, they can be special," the lamia answered. Talon gasped.

"So you just lay and lay and lay? That is so hot..." Talon replied. The lamia kept grinning.

"You can play with it, if you like." she suggested. Talon snapped back to the moment, and reached for the egg. Carefully, she brought it to her own dripping slit, and began to slide it inside. She felt her passage stretch around the round, smooth object, and her inner muscles tried to push it back out, but she held it in, groaning. The blue serpentess watched as Talon used the pale egg as a toy, pumping it in and out over and over until finally, the raptoress hit a powerful orgasm, and flushed the egg out with a wash of her femcum, letting out a cry of ecstasy. "You're a lovely raptoress. Are you a faithful follower of our goddess, Anaconda?"

Talon could only nod in response. She collapsed on a cushion nearby to recover from her own mind-blowing orgasm. The serpentess slithered over to curl up next to her. She gave Talon some licks on her cheek with a long, forked tongue.

"I'm very glad to hear it. I'm Sinua, and I'm a priestess of Anaconda. My egg-laying abilities are my blessing from her, so that I may aid in battles against monsters, or the Overlord," the lamia explained.

"Ooo... that is awesome..." was all Talon could say in reply.

***

Caliente approached the black wolf male, and appraised his well-muscled, sculpted physique. He did not seem unusually tall, but he did seem very toned and fit. The cook could definitely feel the warmth and wetness between her legs from inspecting this fine specimen, but she had other ideas of how to win him over. She reached down and unbound his muzzle, which permitted him to groan with need.

Grinning, Caliente pulled the apron away from one of her hard, thick nipples. She guided the other wolf's head to it, and soon, he was suckling from her sensitive nub. She gasped as bliss flowed through her from the feeling of lips on her aching nipple, and the wonderful sensation of milk flowing through her bountiful breast into the mouth of another. She squeezed her thighs together as it nearly felt to her that a tender lover was filling her. At least, the pleasure was as great. He suckled softly at first, but as the milk began to revitalize him, he began to suckle more eagerly, more urgently, and Caliente had to let out a little groan of ecstasy, as the sensations from her jiggly milk-jug grew more intense. Finally, the captive wolf gave one long, last suckle before pulling off, and Caliente whined and squeezed her thighs together hard as a wash of her orgasmic cream stained the fur of her crotch.

"The meal was very nice, but could you undo the rest of my bindings?" The deep, rich, masculine voice came as a bit of a surprise to Caliente, who was still reeling with afterglow. She nodded wordlessly, and, after a couple more moments of recovery, went about untying the wolf's wrists and ankles. "I'm Fortis, by the way, and it is my immense pleasure to meet you."

"I'm Cally.... I mean Caliente, but everyone calls me Cally," she stammered while blushing. Fortis nodded and smiled pleasantly while stretching and flexing and working the blood properly back into his limbs.

"Well, Cally, may I prevail upon you one more time? Your milk has done much to reinvigorate me, but I fear I will not be at my full strength until I can unload my burden." He demonstrated what he meant by reaching down and fondling the roundness of his package through his tight garments. Cally blushed all the more hotly.

"Well, I..." She warred with herself between eagerness to be mounted by this obvious stud, and the desire to have such an occasion happen under other circumstances, in a deeper relationship. Fortis put a finger to the end of her muzzle.

"Don't worry yourself. I need not take your womanhood just yet. If I could take advantage of your bountiful bosom once more, that would more than suffice." Cally nearly fainted from it all. It was as if he could read her thoughts and predict her innermost desires, and convey it all so eloquently. He was the complete opposite of the rowdy, lewd sea dogs she was used to. She could only nod her head eagerly and remove her apron as he began slipping out of his tight pants. Cally sighed as her breasts wobbled free of the modest constriction of the heavy apron, hanging heavily with her milk. She could feel Fortis's eyes on them, and while his tongue was eloquent and poetic, his eyes burned with the passionate lust of the children of Cerbera.

Cally laid down for him, and Fortis straddled her belly. He stroked ten ridged inches of hot, red, and knotted wolf cock before sliding the shaft between Cally's jiggling mammaries. She could feel the hot rod against her sensitive flesh, and used her hands to squish her heavy mammaries around the shaft so she could feel more of it. She could smell his musk. It was easily one of the best she'd ever smelled. She swore she could smell it forever without tiring of it. Its rich, masculine scent was making her wet all over again.

With his pants off, Cally could see that Fortis's hips and thighs were nearly as built as his arms and shoulders, and she watched in admiration as they began to move to make him pump that shaft between her jugs. The muscles made visible ripples beneath the fur as he moved. His pumps made her tits wobble and jiggle, causing pleasure to roll through the milk-filled mounds, making her gasp and moan. She was very proud of her breasts. Few people she'd met could match them, not even the busty panthress she traveled with. Certainly not many of the wolves could match her bounteous, milky glory, and now they were getting properly worshipped. A beautiful wolf-cock was ramming between them, spilling its pre on them, making them jiggle and jostle wonderfully. Cally could feel her pleasure rise back to a boil between her legs.

Fortis was starting to pump faster and harder. It seemed very sudden to Cally, but when she looked up into his face, the visage of refinement was almost completely gone, and in its place, a fearsome, predatory lust as she could feel the wolf's cock throbbing hard against her. He breathed through a cage of fangs and his eyes watched her wobbling jugs intently. It made Cally's heart flutter with admiration knowing that in the chest of the noble wolf beat the heart of a lustful beast. He truly was one of Cerbera's own. The beast atop her howled, throwing his head back, and unleashed a hot torrent of seed. Cally's heart pounded as she watched his cock jerk, spurt and erupt nearly in slow motion. She watched, and felt, as each hot rope, each stray drop sprayed and splattered over her tits. She panted as her tits got coated. The cum sank warmly into her fur and caressed the flesh beneath. The sight of it, the feel of it, and the meaning of it was all too much, and her howl mixed with his own as she hit a second, stronger orgasm of her own, making a big mess of lady-cum between her legs.

"Thank you," Fortis told her as he laid down next to her to recover. "I pray to Cerbera this is not the last time." Cally nuzzled him. She was determined that it wouldn't be. She was set in her mind. She was keeping this one.

***

Troy spared no time unbinding the black unicorn mare. She watched him as he did it, and seemed more alert than her fellows. Troy could feel her eyes on him, and she seemed quite discerning in her gaze. She sighed a bit in relief when the muzzle was removed.

"Please, take the ring off my horn," she requested. Troy nodded and tugged at the ugly metal ring. It didn't want to go easily and he had to twist and tug and pull, making the unicorn mare whimper in discomfort, but finally, he was able to yank it free and the mare sighed in relief. "Ooo... thank you... My name is Crescent Moon by the way. To whom do I owe my thanks?"

"I'm Troy, and that's Shadina, Talon and Caliente." Troy replied, stepping back to admire the stretching and posing mare as he spoke. She smiled, and seemed well aware of his admiration, purposefully posing a bit to show off her impressive rack and curvaceous, toned figure.

"So, you're the legendary heroes we've heard of. This isn't how I wanted to meet, but I guess it proves your identity." Crescent replied. Troy looked surprised.

"Legendary heroes? Well, we've done a few things..." he sputtered.

"Oh, don't be modest. The Otherworlders think at least one of you..." she glances at Shadina "and the group of you as a whole are real trouble-makers. The four of us came here to this town because the rumor was that this was the hometown of the leader of the heroes, but then we were captured to serve as bait for some trap. Have you delta with that yet? Did you take care of that obnoxious stork?" Troy nodded and chuckled.

"Yeah... we took care of Dorkis. He was a handful, but apparently, no one told the Overlord that we could actually fight, and didn't always rely on sexual tricks and transformations to win our battles," Troy explained. Crescent gave a sultry smirk.

"Sexual tricks, hmm? I know a few of those. I am a skilled Seduction Mage, after all," she said teasingly. Troy blinked.

"You, too? So is our leader, Shadina, over there," Troy indicated. Crescent glanced that way and frowned.

"I see. I guess I'd be a bit redundant, then. It's a shame, I'd love to work alongside you." There was a definite added stress on that last word which made it clear in Troy's mind that she really meant him, not just the whole group. He squirmed as the sultry unicorn gazed at him, then it struck him that she, like Shadina, was a seduction mage, and could probably do all sorts of kinky things with his body, or her own. It only made him sweat all the more, and made blood flow rapidly to his crotch. He decided to change the subject for a moment.

"You seem a bit more with it than the others..." he pointed out. Crescent looked around and nodded.

"You could say that my training as a seduction mage made it easier for me to keep a grip on my sexual energies. It doesn't mean I don't want to fuck, though. Come on, big boy. Show me your staff," she told him. Troy didn't know if she was using a spell on him, but his erection nearly ripped out of his pants, full and throbbing. Crescent grinned at this, and with no further ado, turned around and used her tail to raise her skirt. She was wearing nothing underneath, and the pink lips of her big, puffy marehood were winking at him and glistening with wetness.

The moments between when Troy saw this, and when he felt the warm, wet, silky, yet amazingly tight insides of Crescent's womanhood surrounding his shaft, and her strong, warm body beneath him were lost to the stallion. Surely, the unicorn must be using her magic on him, but he wasn't fighting it. His hips began to pump, and he rocked in and out of her with strong pistons of his hips. He could hear her sultry moans of ecstasy in the rhythm of his pumps as well as the lewd, wet squelching sounds of him pumping the juices out of her with every inward thrust. On top of all that, his nostrils were filled with the scent of needy mare. It was practically more than he could take.

He began to increase his pace, pumping in harder and faster. Crescent's moans grew louder. Past her sides, he could see her heavy breasts wobbling beneath her with the force of their rutting. It only made his cock twitch and throb all the more. Everything about this big, powerful, magical, beautiful mare was turning him on so much, he felt like a virgin who'd never fucked before. Maybe it was another spell. That was his last thought before his peak overtook him, and he thrust in deeply, holding onto the mare's gorgeously wide hips to deliver load after load of his seed into her. Her moans mingled with his whinnies as she coated his balls in her feminine essence and milked his cock for every drop of seed he could give her.

Time lapsed for Troy again. He was on his back now, on the thickly carpeted floor, and there was a heavy weight atop him. Focusing his vision, he saw Crescent looking back at him. She was gazing down at him with a smile. He could feel her luscious tits squishing against his chest, and her lips were only bare inches from his own. One of her hands gently caressed his well-developed shoulder.

"You are my stud now. Do you have any problem with that?" she informed him. All Troy could do was shake his head silently.

***

Shadina attended to the vixen, quickly unbinding her limbs, including her three tails. With gentle pats and soft noises, she woke the passed-out vixen, who glanced over the panthress needfully. Shadina posed just a bit as the vixen appraised her looks, but despite her prominent bust, fine hips and full rear, Shadina found the vixen's gaze falling and staying far lower.

"Paws..." she managed to moan out weakly. Shadina gave a playful grin at this. She was proud of her other various assets, for certain, but she also thought she had a fine pair of paws, and hardly minded at all if someone wanted to lavish attention on them. She quickly stripped off her footwear and put her broad, feline paws in the vixen's face.

The vixen breathed in deeply, and moaned softly as vitality seemed to flow back into her. She rubbed her muzzle against the soft, black pillowy pads on Shadina's soles, letting the sweat from them soak into her fur. She licked at them, and the fur surrounding them to taste that flavor that advertised of Shadina's fertility and health. Her tails began to swish happily, and her thighs rubbed together with her building arousal.

The feel of the vixen's tongue on her pads was certainly nice for Shadina. When the fox took some of her toes into her muzzle and suckled on them, that was pleasant, too, but what the panthress delighted in more was the look of the sleek, sexy, toned vixen as her body came back to life and became aroused. Shadina watched the wiggle of her hips, the squeeze of her thighs, and most of all, the look of adoration and lust on her face. It all became even better when the vixen started stripping her tight shorts off.

By now, the vixen's lush feminine mound was plump and wet with need, and for just a moment, Shadina wondered what the sexy fox would want to do about it, but the question was quickly answered when the dark vixen pulled one of Shadina's paws down to that sex and squished the two together. Shadina could feel the warmth and wetness of the fox's pussy through her sensitive sole pads. She pressed her broad paw against that wet mound and rubbed it, stimulating the paw-loving vixen to no end. The anonymous fox ground her hips against this paw while still licking and sniffing the other one, growing more excited and ecstatic by the moment.

After just a couple more moments of this pawjob, the vixen threw back her head and gave a cute howl as her warm, oily essence gushed out over Shadina's paw. It coated her pads and oozed between her toes in a most luxurious way. Shadina shivered and slipped a hand into the Night shorts and rubbed herself until she reached a little peak of her own, just from the eroticism of watching this sexy vixen cum on her paw.

After a couple moments, amidst the sounds of the other couples copulating, the vixen recovered and crawled over to give Shadina a nuzzle and a gentle kiss on cheek. She gave the panthress a caressing brush of her three tails and started slipping her shorts back on.

"Thank you for rescuing me... or us, it seems. And thank you for letting me have your paws. I am called Lotus-Tail. I am a warrior of the shadows. My adversaries do not survive," she said, speaking with a bit of an exotic accent Shadina found lovely.

"Except for one," the panthress pointed out. Lotus scowled. She clenched her fists in frustration.

"He had best hope we never meet again. I will not underestimate him twice." she replied. Shadina nodded understandingly. "You are the heroes we have heard of?" Shadina nodded in response. "Ah... I see. I am not always so fond of... large women... except for one thing." Lotus glanced down at Shadina's paws. Shadina grinned playfully.

"Well, I'm glad you like at least part of me." she teased. Lotus-Tail looked slightly uncomfortable.

"The rest of you.... suits you well..." she replied. Shadina nodded understandingly.

"Thank you. I think you're pretty lovely as well. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," the panthress replied. In response, the vixen straightened up to her knees before Shadina, put her hands together, and bowed her head.

"I am at your service. If you require my aid, you may call upon it at any time." Lotus-tail told her. Shadina smiled, then looked over the rest of the room, wondering if the same might be true for the others, and what talents they could bring to the group.

"Don't think you can just walk around with an army," Night advised in Shadina's mind. "The Party Pack holds three, so besides you, that's what you can have. In order to take advantage of any of these four, you'll have to swap out someone else. I think a tavern in town will let you make these swaps."

"Darned arbitrary rules," Shadina grumbled.

Soon after, it was all explained to both the current heroes and the new ones. Once they were fully redressed and re-equipped, crescent Moon, the seduction mage, Fortis, the Swordswolf, Lotus-Tail, the Shinobi, and Sinua, the priestess, made their way out to the town. In the meantime, Shadina and her current party returned to her home.

Once there, Shadina used the key she got from Hogereign to unlock the large padlock on her door, making both key and lock vanish, and proceeded inside. Her home felt humble, but comfortable, after spending all that time in Hogereign's mansion. Shadina decided not to worry about it for the moment, and settled into bed to sleep for a bit.