Special Delivery 2
Tik Tik meets Anicetus. Can this centaur deliver her special package?
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“You made excellent time, Anicetus,” says the clerk, a slightly chubby, balding figure with a man's upper body and a horse's lower body. “And how is the state of the training dummy?”
The snowy-haired, icy-skinned younger centaur on the other side of the counter hefts the figure from under him and plops it onto the counter with no ceremony.
The clerk wrinkles his nose at the thing but nods. “It’s in good condition, but surely you will wish to treat your clients better than that.”
“If they pay for better,” Anicetus says.
The clerk chuckles, and he holds out his hand. “Well, you sound ready to work the rides around town.”
Anicetus reaches for that proffered hand, only for the clerk to pull it gently away.
“That is, of course, as long as there are no complications.”
Anicetus clenches and unclenches his fist. “Define ‘complication.”
“The judicators,” the clerk’s eyebrow raises.
“Ah,” Anicetus snorts.”
“Did they cause a ruckus?”
The younger centaur stamps his foot. “They always do,” he says, touching the counter. “They do not care for indulgence. They only wish to restrict and to deny.”
“It is their way,” the clerk offers, pulling the mannequin from the counter. “And it is the way of the city to allow them to exercise their way.” He points to Anicetus, poking him in the chest. “Therefore, it is our way to not mess with them. We are given permission to indulge, but only if we follow these rules.”
“They are quite restrictive,” Anicetus grumbles.
“How do you expect this tribe to exist within stone walls and cobbled streets without compromising? That is how they abide our existence here.”
“They shall never abide our existence,” the younger says, turning heel and heading towards the entrance. However, Tik Tik flies into the room, thwarting Anicetus’s attempt at a grand exit.
The kobold stares face-to-face with the brash centaur, a bright smile spreading beneath her blue eyes. “Hihi!” she chirps, bouncing on her disk. “I’m Tik Tik—kobold wizard and logistics manager of the Grand Caravan!” She glances downward over his naked chest, covered only in straps and bits of armor at the joints. “And you must be the centaur I’m looking for.”
The clerk steps out from around the counter, showing the kobold his own centaur body as he does. He claps his humanoid hands together, rubbing them profusely. “Ah, Tik Tik! You brought much renown to our people when you included the fighter Charis in your Tournament of Pleasure. Thank you very much for bringing more recognition to centaur-kind. Please, tell me how we can help you.”
“Tik Tik not sure what business you do,” the kobold shrugs, leaning on her side. “But she saw one of your runners zip across the city. Very fast—very flashy.”
“Ah, that must have been Anicetus here,” the clerk says, slapping the younger centaur on his equine shoulder. “He’s my newest hire for my sensual centaur ride shop. Would you like to see the city while harnessed and fucked by the most potent and virile of centaur men?”
“It can be rough,” Anicetus says, crossing his arms. “I don’t like to take novices.”
The wizard scratches her cheek. “Well, I don’t ride too much, not on a steed, at least,” she says with a wink.
The clerk clops in between the two, shaking his head. “Oh, well, don’t either of you worry. After all, for women of Tik Tik’s size, we have a selection of ponies who can also take you for a ride. If you’re not aware, miss, they are to Anicetus and I as halflings are to humans—much more suitably sized for a woman of your stature.
“Anicetus is perfect,” Tik Tik says, sitting on her knees. “Tik Tik needs someone with great speed for special job. Also, the fact he is sexy man is bonus Tik Tik cannot ignore.” With a snap of her fingers, her disk lowers her down underneath Anicetus. When she takes a gander, she sees his equine member, flaccid but large. “Oh yes, he is quite wonderful indeed!”
“I assure you,” Anicetus says, puffing out his chest, “It is not for the faint of heart to harness to me and let me penetrate them while we see the city.”
“Tik Tik has seen enough of the city,” the kobold admits, miming her fingers curling over that shaft. “Tik Tik is looking for a trip outside the city. Tik Tik want to go to Tundara.”
“I’ve traveled from Tundara to here before,” says Anicetus, turning so his member is closer to Tik Tik’s discerning face. “But if I were to make the trip again, it would have to be with significant compensation.”
Tik Tik rises up, stands, and puts his hands behind her back. She stares at him eye-to-eye. “Oh, this is an express job, so Tik Tik was always planning to pay a premium rate.”
Matching her gaze with his unbroken one, Anicetus answers, “Then it’s settled. We shall travel together with you harnessed to me.”
“Excuse me,” the clerk waves his arm between them. “I just got Anicetus, and you plan to take him away from here? That’s much lost revenue for my business that we desperately need.”
Tik Tik produces a slip of paper and a pen from her pouch, scribbling onto it. “Then Tik Tik shall compensate both you and Anicetus, as well as provide review of the journey. That way, we all get something we want, yes?”
“The commission price alone for such an endeavor would be astronomic. Then, there’s the matter of supplies and the lost work during the quest and… and…”
Tik Tik holds the paper up in front of his face, and the clerk stares at it with a hypnotized glare. He starts and snatches the cheque from her, his lips quivering. “I-I-I can’t believe it. Are you serious?”
Tik Tik titters. “It pays to have a business partner with deep pockets.”