Lumbering
Lumbering
A seven foot six inch tall grizzly bear in leather armor walks through a forest of redwoods carrying a rather large ax that needs both hands to wield properly. He comes across a team of human loggers arguing with a bunch of elves over where the loggers are authorized to operate. Both groups see the bear kith as a neutral party and call for him to mitigate.
"Fenryx!" The leader of the elves calls out to the bear. "You are a representative of the Druid Council, hear us out would you?"
"Alright," Fenryx says with a heavy sigh. "What seems to be the main point of contention."
"Mainly where we're allowed to camp and clear," an older human says plainly. "I am Johan Schmidt, acting foreman of the team."
"What's your argument, Elwood?" Fenryx asks. "Last I checked this is around the edge of where the treaty says they can cut lumber. Or do you have some other being;s interest in mind other than the council's?"
"He was talking about someone called Grimthorn, "another logger adds. "Do you know what he's talking about?"
"I do actually," Fenryx admits. "Does he claim this area as his territory?"
"He does," Elwood says. "If the humans set up here; they consent to be hunted."
"HUNTED!!!" All the humans call at once.
"Grimthorn is a dragon," Fenryx states. "But the council is not happy with him." He looks to the elves. "Are you his warders?"
"Not by choice," Elwood admits. "If you are to kill him we shall stand aside but we cannot aid you."
"You don't have to but I have to do what I have asked to do," Fenryx states. "Do not interfere; stay out of my presence until the job is done."
"Understood," Elwood says and then signals his men to depart. "We shall leave you to it then."
Fenryx lets the elves depart and then takes out into the brush. A titanic serpent with the head of a dragon stirs in the underbrush. Its wedge shaped head is festooned with spikes that encircle his noggin like a thorny crown.
Grimthorn watch as the loggers set up camp with great and dark interest. It missed witnessing the elves and the bear by a whole hour so the conversation they had is unknown to him. But the conversation would not interest him anyway as he looks to see what sort of beings are new in his territory and thus on his menu.
Using innate magic the titanic dragon snake camouflage his body and slithers into camp. A portly man is cooking up flapjacks and sausages for what would be the morning meal as Grimthorn sneaks up behind him. Grimthorn opens up his great mouth to reveal rows upon rows of needle like teeth the size of rapier and a frog like tongue with a barbed terminus that drips its venomous saliva into his mouth as he sizes up his shot.
The cook never knew what killed him as the dragon's tongue harpoons him through the lung and heart. Quicker than a blink of the eye the fat chef is drawn into the dragon's mouth wear the teeth pump acidic saliva into his body to help the digestive process. A blond amazon heads off to a waterfall pool that feeds a creek leading down stream; which inevitably draws Grimthorn's attention as he is still hungry.
His body is still camouflaged which makes it hard to see as a child blunders into his side. Grimthorn spears the boy for a light snack before he realizes just what he ran into. Johan calls after his grandson, whom Grimthorn just ate, and distracts the dragon away from the amazon to him.
Temporarily raising his head ten feet into the air, about one tenth of Grimthorn's total length, Grimthorn spits a poisonously acidic glob of mucus twice the size of a normal human at Johan. Johan is momentarily trapped and drowning in the mucus as Grimthorn is taking a good look at the camp. Dozens of tents have already been set up which causes the dragon to smile evilly. One by chomp is all it takes to swallow Johan whole as Grimthorn retreats to digest who he ate for the moment.
Fenryx finds the amazon Lola as she is busy washing herself under the waterfall. The bear smirks to himself and decides to have a little fun as he gets undressed and slides into the water behind her. Lola was the runt of her tribe and was forced out shortly after she discovered she could work magic so her views are semi moderate compared with other amazons and she is not so muscled as to be mistaken for a guy as thinks about the bear and begins to masturbate.
Lola is well skilled enough in woods craft to notice a dark shape underwater coming towards her and goes through a checklist as to what it could be. As the shape draws nearer she backs herself against the rocky wall of the falls and prepares an offensive spell to defend herself when Fen pops out of the water. She is actually relieved to see the ranger and does not finish her spell as she smiles at him.
"Well, hello there!" Lola says with a giggle. "Looking for a little early morning fun as partial payment for taking care of that dragon?"
"Something like that," Fenryx answers as he approaches. "You know you're making yourself a target like this, right?"
"Oh, really?" Lola asks with a smirk that quickly fades. "Uh, Fenryx, how well does the dragon perceive things? And what does he look like?"
"Ten feet wide and one hundred feet long," Fenryx starts to explain as Grimthorn begins to enter the water behind them. "Oh, great, that's him alright." Then he opens a a secret passage in back of the falls. "In here, quickly! Before he smells us."
"I know better than to question a horny ranger," Lola says as she does as the bear orders. "Will he be able to follow?"
"Nope," Fenryx says as he seals them in. "If we get in here quick enough he'll just get a drink and maybe take a swim."
"Where is here?" Lola asks.
"It's a shelter for traveling rangers and druids," Fenryx says informatively. "Big enough for small groups of no more than five." Then smirks at her. "We rangers use it as a cabin of sorts when we monitor the area."
"So it's a small ranger lodge?" Lola asks and Fen just nods. "Is that why I smell dried fish and jerky?"
"Those are emergency rations if there is no game," Fenryx admits. "But along as they are replaced it's alright to use them."
"Cookie should be..." Lola says then points to something for Fenryx. "What are those bulges?"
"Your team has lost a couple of members," Fenryx observes. "One of which is rather...large."
"He ate our cook!" Lola yells indignantly then puts hands over her mouth as the dragon looks their way. "Can he hear us?"
"Yeah, he can," Fenryx states. "But he does not know this is here." Motes of light dance around Grimthorn's head. "He's trying to find us with magic. But among the enchantments on this place are spells of non-detection keyed specifically for predators like him." Their gear gets tossed in through a hole in the floor by an octopus.
"What!?" Lola hides behind Fenryx as she reacts to the lake monster. "Is that an octopus?"
"Yeah, they're an oddity here," Fenryx explains. "Near as we can tell a mad wizard was living in the region from time to time and kept them as pets. I understand they were an obsession of his."
"Wait a minute," Lola says as she looks askance of Fen. "Do you mean to tell me that Shadow Octopus had a hide out here?"
"Is that what his name was?" Fen asks. "Never did catch his name. But he seemed pretty oily now that you mention it."
"Shadow Octopus was a weird one as wizards go," Lola relates. "He eventually became a Guildmaster of the Shadow Guild of Thieves. I know more than a few rogues that would pay handsomely for this info. The bulk of his operations were along the coast but his reach was long. And yeah, octopi were an obsession with him. Apparently they fascinated him."
"What happened to him?" Fen asks.
"He got assassinated by a vampire on his way to becoming a lord of his kind." Lola answers. "He was never resurrected because his body was burned to ash and the ashes stored in a special urn.
"Enchanted?" Fen asks.
"Yup, Lola says. "It was made to ensure the victim stays dead. The killer was staked soon after; betrayed by his master." The she notices that Grimthorn has placed himself in a position that he could observe them. "Are you sure he can't sense us somehow?"
"We do have a scrying pool which means he can look in," Fen says with a smirk before fondling her breasts. "But he can't get in. There are wards in place to stop him specifically from getting in." He rubs his emerging cock head against her clitoris. "Want to give him a show and play with his head?"
"In other words," Lola says with a lustful smirk as she guides his firm male hood into her dripping snatch. "We get it on and frustrate the dragon who can only watch?" He only nods and smirks. "I think I like that."
Lola lays down and spreads herself for Fenryx to enter as she nods to him in an entirely lustful manner. Fenryx doesn't need much encouragement as he slowly slides himself inside of her and just as slowly recedes to near but not total egress. In spite of herself Lola starts to moaning even at the initial entrance as his member is rather wide in its circumference like an over sized dog cock.
Fenryx is rather methodical and slow in his fadings and thrustings in and almost out of Lola. He dips his head to lick and suckle at her tits as he takes and gives the amazon sorceress even more pleasure. A part of Lola's mind is laughing at what she is doing since her birth tribe actually has bear as its patron totem in fact her thighs are tattooed with bear claws which was part of the ritual transition from girl to woman along with the bursting of her hymen.
She cries out in early orgasm as another part of her is comparing him to the bugaboo who raped her as part of her adulthood ritual and finds that this time she is fucking someone who knows what he is doing. Of course Lola more or less consented for this unlike the bugbear who almost killed her when he was done but via offensive magic usage she was able to prevail and ultimately kill and castrate him. But beyond shoving his cock into her pussy the over sized goblin did not else to bring her pleasure, unlike this bear who attends her bosom while he pounds her like a mortar and pestle in his actions.
About the same time Fenryx's knot starts to inflate Grimthorn swims off. Lola is relieved but Fenryx knows the dragon in just looking for some random hole to take out his sexual frustrations on, but then again the bear calls this region home while the amazon does not. The knot starts to make things difficult for him but Fen plows on much to Lola's delight.
When Fenryx's knot has almost fully inflated, just enough that full egress is not exactly advisable, hooping and hollering can be heard. Lola is concerned but Fenryx recognizes the sounds as the war cries of a large tribe of goblins, hobgoblins and bugbears that openly serves and even worships Grimthorn as a kind of god. Her legs have already wrapped themselves around his waist as the bear gets up and grabs his axe.
"Shouldn't I get of you?" Lola asks as Fenryx gives her a choice of her ax or some javelins.
"That would be unavisable with my knot how it is," Fenryx says honestly with an apologetic smile. "And knowing the Wyrm Food Tribe we'll have a fight on our hand before I...can...finish."
"After I was thrown out of my tribe I kinda got some time in working at a brothel to survive." Lola explainsas she does her best to use her inner walls to get him to climax. "I take..." She's cut off by the sight of a goblin, a sickly green skinned humanoid in miniature but a being of pure evil in its countenance. "You called it; I'll take the javelins."
Lola gets in a head head shot that ends up stapling the creature to the wall of the pit it was crawling out of. Fenryx takes his two handed ax, which now looks to Lola as if it's made entirely from the bones of some huge animal, and neatly decapitates a hobgoblin, a human sized version of a goblin that actually looks smarter for the most part, that rises out of the pit along with ten other goblin. But it's the big guy that is most dangerous.
Standing only about one foot or less shorter than the bear she clinging to, Lola mentally remarks to herself that either he's smaller than the one bugbear that almost killed her or the terror made him seem larger than he was but compared to Fenryx he's a chump. All the goblins are armed with swords and shields her which makes killing her harder and she knows it. Two more hobgoblins and three more bugbears climb out of the pit as Fenryx attacks the first bugaboo that climbed up.
Fenryx swings his ax with all his might to shatter the bugaboo wooden shield and severing the arm that held it mid forearm. He then chops off the sword arm at the elbow before eviscerating the rest of the body. Blood and guts spray onto roughly half the goblins which either blinds or stuns them as the hobgoblins start barking orders in their own guttural tongue.
A trio of goblins get bisected as they try to flank the bear and human. Lola and Fenryx both get stabbed in the ass which only causes her inner walls to clamp down on the trapped cock inside of her even harder. Fenryx bull rushes another bugbear and knocks him back into the pit an action that tends up crushing a pair of goblins climbing up to join the fight and cushioning the bugaboo's fall.
"Six goblins, four bugbears with another temporarily gone." Lola observes as Fenryx swings his ax in a wide arc that causes all goblins to jump back. "How many total are we expecting and how many do we need to kill to ge the rest to run?"
"This looks like a typical war party but you forgot a hobgoblin," Fenryx states and teases. "Five hobgoblins, ten bugaboos and twenty goblins. We kill at least four more of each and they will probably route."
Lola hits a hobgoblin between the eyes with a javelin. "So thirty-five goblinoids total of which we just killed a hobgoblin. So if they lose that to us, they'll run? What happens if they overwhelm us?"
"We become guests of honor at tonight's banquet." Fenryx gravely jokes.
"As the main course right?" Lola morbidly Jokingly asks.
"Right," Fen says as he gets a slash on the throat of one hobgoblins. "Die already!" He then kicks the wounded hobgoblin into the pit where he knocks into the returning bugaboos and knocks him off the cliff wall where they tumble and the hobgoblin cushions the bugbear's fall as squishing sound echoes up to them. "Make that ten dead out of the thirty-five." Then he makes a general cold stare and says in a threatening manner. "Leave if you want to live."
Fenryx punctuates this by bisecting two more goblins as Lola tosses a javelin into the pit that ends up skewering the brains of the bugaboo that has been trying to get into the action. The hobgoblins keep yelling orders which gives Lola a perfect oppurtunity to go head hunting. When the other remaining hobgoblin collapses with a light spear in his face his follow officer looks like he might contemplating running but keeps yelling orders instead of running for his life.
Another ax swings decapitates two more goblins which means that most of the goblinoids are dead. The remaining runts throw down their blades and run for it. Back up doesn't climb out of the pit as Lola starts chucking javelins like crazy as Fenryx slowly advances on the last hobgoblin.
Of the three targets she has available all of them get hit legs or feet which hampers their movements. The twin bugaboos swing their rusty looking blades at the pair but only hit Fen as the gouges his sides in the process but one of them gets a splitting headache for his trouble. His partner can't get his shield up in time to deflect Fenryx's slash across the belly.
Lola is now out of javelins to throw and so cranes her neck to watch the bear in action. As the bugbear drops to his knees to try and keep his innards inside Fenryx decapitates him with practiced ease. The last hobgoblin impales himself on his own sword will making rude gestures to Fen; defiant to the end.
"Well," Lola says with a smirk. "You certainly know to show a girl a good time. I'll give you that much."
"Just a minute," Fenyx cautions as he waits to try and smell if anyone else will pop up. "I didn't think so. Goblins are bullies and cowards no matter how big or small." Then he breathes a heavy sigh. "Thanks for the help. Usually it's just me fighting them. But I usually try to bushwhack them."
"Doesn't a shire like this have some sort of reeve?" Lola asks. "He should be taking care of problems like this."
"These are Council Lands," Fenryx states. "I'm the Sentinel appointed as Guardian here."
"So, you're Sherriff Fenryx?" Lola asks to which he just nods. "We've been looking to contact you about setting up camp anyway."
"I've been expecting you actually," Fenryx stats. "I'm supposed to monitor you and help out where I can." He then shakes his head. "Starting with getting the goblins chased out and the dragon killed. Been working on the former, but I dread the latter."
"How old is Grimthorn?" Lola asks.
"Old enough to be considered a wyrm." Fenryx admits. "Which is one reason I've been putting off taking him on."
"Where does something that big lair?" Lola asks fearfully. "Are there caves that extensive?"
"He's excavated an extensive tunnels for himself, I know that much." Fenryx freely admits as he gets dressed. "Which reminds me I need to go back to setting traps."
"You honestly think you can just trap something like that?" Lola asks in an incredulous tone of voice to which he just chuckles and shakes his head. "Then why..."
"To wear him down for one," Fenryx explains. "He sets them off from time to time and you can hear the roar of pain for miles." As if on cue there is an almost deafening roar that shakes the chamber. "That's louder than usual. I wonder what he got into?"
"None of your traps could be fucked could they?" Lola asks to which Fen just gives her a look. "What!?!"
"Not even an extremely horny dragon is that indiscriminate," Fenryx says with some disdain. "But I know I have a lot of traps out."
Once back on the main land Fenryx starts doing a little bit of hunting for where Grimthorn was when he let out that roaring scream. What he finds is a rather unusual collection of fur, feathers and scales spread out over a substantial pool of fluid. While examining the mixture of spoors Lola walks up behind the bear, using her staff as a walking stick.
"What happened here?" Lola asks. "Some sort of fight? And if so who were the combatants"
"Grimthorn tried to mount a bowlare and she objected," Fenryx explains simply. "Looks as though there were at least two of them. I'm guessing one of them took a swipe at him and hit his dick."
"Does your trail signs experience tell you what happened that accurately?" Lola asks. "I am trained in divination magic."
"I'm not seeing any tracks other that Grimthorn's so more than likely he ate them."
"Speaking of eating," Lola says with a faded smile. "The bastard dragon ate our cook, Johan and his grandson. A lot of loggers are pissed at you. But you have a plan right?"
"I need to kill him, that's all there is to it," Fenryx states. "It's how I'm going to do it I have no ideas on."
"So in other words," Lola says with a smirk. "You have a plan. It's the implementation that you're working on."
"More or less," Fen says as he wanders off into the weeds. "Now I have to see a dryad about a rune. If you want you can tell the loggers that I do have a plan of action but I need to gather a few things before I can put it into action."
"Be careful and good luck," Lola says as she watches him leave. The under her breath: "You'll need it."
Lola knows enough about the various types of fey to be concerned. Dryads are wood nymphs, powerful fey lords who control vast forests in sacred groves. As far as she and the loggers are concerned, better the ranger deal with her than they themselves.
What the humans are not aware of, and Fenryx is in no mood to enlighten them, is that his people, the ursyn, were created by the dryads and thus is respected by them so this is more or less a routine meeting. In a secluded back water that feeds the waterfall lake he was just in is another set of swampy falls with an island featuring a single majestic willow tree. Despite the fact that she's over ten thousand year old Wyllow Shade manifests as a nubile elf like being with foliage for hair and wearing not a stitch of clothing.
"Fenryx my dear child," Wyllow coos in greeting to the approaching bear. "It's been too long since I last knew of you."
"Greetings, my lady," Fenryx says respectfully. "My apologies for allowing my duties as Shire Reeve..."
"Think nothing of is, dear one," Wyllow says in jovial tone. "You keep me safe and sound by doing the will of the Council. What trouble brings you to my lake?"
"I seek advice," Fenryx states. "It has fallen to me to kill Grimthorn and that is a task I have put off for far too long."
"He has grown powerful in my valley," Wyllow observes. "But he still allows his baser instincts to rule his world. Is he really that much of a threat?"
"He is growing ever hungry," Fenryx offers. "Eventually he will not be satisfied until all life has once rested in his stomach. With each passing day his madness grows ever omnipresent."
"But how is a hunter such as yourself to tell such mighty prey?" Wyllow asks coyly. "Even an ax as mighty as your own would be hard pressed to breach his scaly armor."
"Do you know the runes of bane magic?" Fenryx asks directly. "I seek to etch a dragon bane rune on my dragon bone ax."
"Always the direct route," Wyllow jokes. "But I know your time to complete this task grow short. The Council wants a logging camp set up within a years time."
"The team to set up the mill has arrived already." Fenryx states. "But Grimthorn ate their foreman."
"An embarrassment that warrants correction." Wyllow says coldly. "I have suffered his odious presence long enough. I would shepherd those loggers to maintain the health of my wood. Attend me, Fenryx, and I will etch the rune myself."
Fenryx presents his ax to Wyllow before getting himself undressed. His paws gently caress the mounds that feel like soft wood that would cause her to smile is she actually had a mouth. The green lips of her labia drop from from between her legs attached to a bulbous bud which connects back to the main body via a tentacle like vine.
At first this semi detachable "mouth" engulfs the bear's scrotum with parts inside like a tongue that allows for a suckling motion that pleases him greatly. Fenryx's breathing becomes somewhat labored as his member telescopes out as it becomes quite firm. Wyllow chuckles on his nut sack before the mouthpiece moves off of his scrotum and unto his cock.
Wyllow takes out a wooden mallet and a dragon bone chisel as her mouth pod expands to take in all of Fen's schlong. The mouth of the dryad works on getting the bear hard while she takes her time to properly carve the rune. She feeds on his climax when it comes with the stamen like tongue inserted into his urethral cavity so she can drink every drop of his semen when it comes as his seed feeds her just as a child drinks milk for her needs.
Through it all Fenryx's hands are on her breasts, much to Wyllow's delight. She makes sure the run is potent enough to slay Grimthorn as she works for and then enjoys her warm and salty milkshake. After cumming for his end of the contract of weapon enhancement so he can complete his appointed task from the Council Fenryx receives more help in said task in the form of information after the last gulp of his semen is sucked through the vine into the dryad's stomach.
"You may have some help in you quest to kill Grimthorn," Wyllow relates as she work. "A day or so I had visitors in the from of three more of your general kind in the form of a leonic paladin, a lady skunk alchemist and a roguish lady rabbit."
"It's been some time since I had the pleasure of interacting with other beast folk," Fenryx admits. "What was you impression of them?"
"The lion was a bit arrogant as if his faith in the cross entitled him to what he wants when he wants it." Wyllow observes with a growl. "The skunk and I could chat for hours about some things could be combined with other things. The rabbit was looking around at everything. She was even in my branches looking at that which I keep hidden up there."
"Too curious for her own good in other words," Fen offers to which Wyllow just nods. "Alright, I'll go see what's happened to them. Part of my duties under rescue."
Fenryx and Wyllow share a chuckle before the bear gets redressed, takes up his ax and hugs her good bye. Wyllow waves as she sees her friend off before merging back into her tree to have wet dreams featuring the grizzly ranger. Armed with his improved ax, Fenryx slips down into a warren created by Grimthorn's burrowing to confront the dragon.
Kobolds, small draconic humanoids that serve true dragons like Grimthorn as lackeys and minions, challenge Fenryx as soon as he drops into the tunnels that connect various parts of the forest with the surrounding hills and mountains. Fenryx's ax esily cleaves a swath through wave upon wave of the hordes of kobolds throwing themselves at Fenryx in hopes of overwhelming him with sheer numbers. Unfortunately for them the ax is enchanted especially to kill those of dragon's blood which they are proud of as a race and thus their tactics only serve to test the effectiveness of the runes.
After the first thousand of their members become dead or severely wounded without even scratching the bear, the kobolds retreat to seek out their greatest heroes, the Mega-Killorz. Trap Master Ker-Plunk leads the team with his wife the Mistress of Magic Oolah Pritti, the high priestess of the dragon goddess of Greed and Ambition, Uma Gott and her lover the master tactician Stikem Goot rounding out the roster. When the request is made the team refuses by saying the foe is unworthy of their attention.
What they don't tell the petitioners is that they know who Fen is and were hesitant because of his reputation. The Oolah scryed on him and found out just what the ax can do. Armed with that knowledge the group came to the conclusion that challenging the bear should only be done when they had completely lsot their minds and had a monumental death wish and sub contracted the job to the Killemoff clan of kobold ninjas, most of whose membership has a death wish in one form or another and they gladly accepted the job.
A crack team of suicide commandos is organized to kill the bear. Unfortunately, the ranger is more knowledgeable about the terrors of the underground than his would be killers. Half the squad of eight gets eaten by a rocktopus, a stony skinned octopus that lives in certain caverns and can disguise itself as a stalactite or a stalagmite as a manner of camouflage.
One of those survivors gets trapped in a stone spider's web with predictable results when the web's owner comes to claim her prize. Another feeds a black scorpion the size of a pony. The final two actually make it to the target to get bisected by his ax.
The same rocktopus that ate a quartet of kobold ninja commandos tries to eat Fenryx later that day. A couple of mineral acid flasks later and the bear has enough meat for supper. On the morning after Fenryx finds the dragon's pantry.
Of the three adventurers that Fen was told of, only the girls are found when he arrives. Dirty, naked and frightened the pair almost fail to recognize Fenryx when he is stealing among cages for interring prey. But due to his size they know that he can't be a kobold and the fact that he is furry says to them that help may have arrived to rescue them.
"Are you two alright?" Fenryx asks. "My name is Fenryx, I'm a ranger in charge of this area."
"You're here to rescue us?" The rabbit asks.
"Yes, Wyllow told me you'd been to see her and since I'm supposed to be killing the dragon," Fenryx says with a heavy sigh, "I thought I'd check on the two of you."
"Thank you, Fenryx, I'm Athena," the skunk sas by way of an introduction. My lapine companion is Rhonda, but El Cyk is probably in the dragon's belly by now."
A great moan of pain reverberated throughout the chamber.
"Sounds like somebody's sick," Fen observes. "When did this start happening?"
"Just today actually," Rhonda says and presses her tits through the bars. "By the way what's your orientation?"
"RHONDA!" Athena yells as Fenryx helps himself to fondle the offered breasts. "We're in a cage, naked and..." Then she notices the fondling and presents her own boobs to be molested.
"Yeah, I prefer girls," Fen says. "We'll talk and maybe play after my main biz is finished. Was the cat gay?"
"Unfortunately," both girls say as one and then giggle.
"If he's dead the paladin got fucked before hand." Rhonda says with a grin. "I could hear a different set of moans last night."
"Sounds like sometime in the night the dragon quaffed a queer," Fen jokes. "And now he's paying for it."
All three share a grin on that one before Fenryx sneaks into the main chamber. Grimthorn farts a noxious gas in the bear's directing as he comes in unseen. The dragon moans in pain as he struggles to digest his last meal.
Grimthorn is in pain but his senses are far from dulled. He can smell Fenryx even if he has no idea where he is. Annoyance is plain to hear in his voice as he calls out.
"Alright, ranger," Grimthorn growls. "Where are you? Come to kill me, have you? I was wondering when you'd get around to trying."
"The Council has declared..." Fen starts before he's interrupted.
"The Druid Council can suck my cock!" Grimthorn thunders. "This is MY territory and all who come here are prey!" The dragon howls in pain as Fen chops the stinger off of his tail. "MY TAIL!! Ungrateful ingrate! How dare you!?"
"You think your tail is all I'm going to chop?" Fenryx asks in a mocking challenge that cause Grimthorn to attempt to roll around and bite Fen but he ends up knotting himself. "Is this all the mighty Grimthorn is capable of? How the proud have fallen."
"Fenryx, you bastard son of Goldylox!" Grimthorn yells through a veil of pain and humiliation. "I'll get you for this!"
"I doubt it," Fenryx says flippantly as he brings his ax down on the area over the dragon's testicles. "I know you too well, you over sized garter snake!" Another howl of pain of frustration issues forth from the helpless dragon. "I'm sorry, were you going to say something, Grimthorn? What's the matter? Can't think straight?"
"Wait till i get myself straightened out, bugger bear!" Grimthorn warns with a growl. "One of us is not leaving this chamber alive!"
"Oh, I quite agree with you on that," Fenryx says as he walks up to the dragon's head. "Hmm! That looks rather important."
A swift blow from his ax and Grimthorn stops moving.
"I...I can't move!" Grimthorn thunderously reports. "I'm...paralyzed!" Then he starts to look at the bear with puppy dog eyes. "I'm helpless now you've beaten me. You can leave now, take what ever treasure you like, just leave, please?"
"Oh, Hells No!" Fen says. "Not a feeling you're used to is it? You're at someone else's mercy and you don't like it."
"MERCY!" Grimthorn screams. "I beg you; don't kill me!"
"How many times have you heard that from your victims?" Fenryx taunts as he prepares to deliver the fatal blow. "I have my orders, Grimthorn. Nothing personal, but now you die!"
The ax comes down before Grimthorn can utter his death curse. Ironically, as many people as he has eaten, his own flesh feeds hundreds as Fenryx makes sure the toxins in his blood are properly drained and the meat cured over the next few days. But what he does immediately after slaying the dragon is free the girls.
Rhonda can't even wait till Fenryx frees her to thank him. As he undoes the lock to their cage, she undoes his fly and starts to worship his cock. While Atena steps out and has her bosom suckled, Fen fucks Rhonda through the bars.
Athena giggles as she gathers up jars upon jars to fill with dragon's blood. She also looks to see what can be salvaged from the dragons body besides the obvious basics. The lady alchemist even milks the dead dragon's cock for semen.
After Rhonda is through being a cum rag she goes through the dragon's hoard of treasure. Fenryx sees articles from several missing wagon trains that were lost in the area. Once he determines who he needs to notify he also turns his eyes to the treasure before he takes Athena up her tail pipe much to her surprise and delight.
Due to the fact that the treasure is here, neither female wants to leave, but there are other concerns to think about. Over the next few weeks the caves and tunnels are cleared of treasure and kobolds to make things safe for everyone. Rhonda soon gets wanderlust but Athena chooses to stay and use all available resources.
Of course once Rhonda leaves, Athena has Fenryx all to herself. The observatory Fenryx uses as his home becomes shared between them. In between his duties to the region he and Athena share a friendship with benefits.