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"WhirrrRRrrrrr!" Reap trilled, her voice lifting and falling as her body did the same. Tail feathers fanned wide before the blackbird dropped down with, what would have been for any other female, a heavy thump. Though with the kenku's exceedingly light frame, it was only the lightest of pats. Her feathered hands slid over Kas' chest as she lifted and dropped again, voice continuing to rev and fall off as she rode the larger wolf. Her strong, egg-laying form clenching and rippling about his cock in ways he couldn't have imagined.

Kas stretched out on the inn bed with a low growl of his own. Hands sliding up her avian thighs, combing through feathers and tightening about her tail base. Feet planting against the foot board as he arched. Driving his body into hers with enough force to almost toss the lighter female off. Only his hands and her gripping toes kept her from tumbling away.

It was far from the frantic pace he usually adopted with Garnet or that he had with Eluna a few weeks back. Though, in all fairness, this was far more of a casual affair as well. A bit of downtime in town with them just seeking to relax and unwind.

They had stopped off at the rather small town of Chor On The Welt to relax for a few days before setting off. Wasn't that big of a place, with the inn serving as the local watering hole and meeting hall. He hadn't been surprised to find out that they'd need to double up in rooms. Which, before he'd left, Pete had made the group promise that they'd behave and sleep in separate rooms.

He forgot that Reap liked to take her promises literally. She did sleep in the room she shared with Garnet, and that's all they did there.

So here they were. Pete took a horse off to a larger town to get out a report to Gerti on their last few months worth of activities. Garnet was talking a long walk. Which he would have joined her on if Reap hadn't grabbed and hauled him back to his room. As for Tesh? Turns out he liked to watch and Reap liked to show off.

A double pat to his chest brought his attention back to the caster bird that crouched over him. Her dark eyes shining bright as she wiggled her hips against his, "Shift."

Hooking his foot against the bed frame, Kas hauled the pair of them closer to the edge. Purposefully bouncing Reap on his lap as he did so. The kenku squawking joyously as she was jostled. Eyes rolling back as her voice dropped to deeper croaks and groans. As Kas swung into a seated position, he felt a ripple of course over his pelt. That little wisp of wind as the kenku completed her spell, legs curling about his waist and avian toes locking together as she was lifted.

Kas' hands rested on her hips as he stood with the pull, Reap clapping her bill at him with a grin as her magic levitated the slight female. Letting her lay back and holding her there as his hips began to clap off hers. The gray wolf shifting his stance so he could lean further forward and really dig into her now. Her spell supporting her, and even him, as he leaned into her. Reap shifting under him with pleased groans as she arched and twisted. Those clever avian toes squeezing his toned backside.

Though those weren't the only hands that were grabbing his ass. Tesh had slipped up as they got situated, letting Kas find a good pace before he struck. The lizard's wide muzzle wedging itself between Kas' cheeks as the reptile rumbled happily. His broad, powerful tongue pressing in between the wolf's cheeks and running around his pucker.

A week ago it would've thrown him off and made the wolf stop cold. Now he merely stepped his feet apart and let more of his weight rest on the magically floating kenku.

Strangely enough, it had taken him longer to trust Reap's magical levitation than it had to get used to Tesh's eager rimming. The very idea of relying on her magic to keep him from just face planting while they were mid-rut was a little daunting. And a very real reality. Which is why he shifted to let her hover several inches above the bed. If she lost concentration, then they both would end up face down on the floor. He really didn't want to get pecked for dropping his full weight onto her. Again.

Tesh's deep groans shook through his rear as the druid pressed that much tighter to him. Tongue swirling about Kas' backside before pressing in. Just that bare poke enough to draw a gasp from the wolf and earn Reap a harder thrust. Reap's feathered fingers grasped at his arm as she lifted. Bill chattering happily as she uttered a sound not unlike hips clapping together.

Kas knew what that meant and leaned forward, digging his fingers into the bedding. Her legs curled tighter about him, toes spreading his cheeks for the druid as he dug in that much harder. Each thrust driving croaking groans from the kenku. Her body threatening to careen away from him if not for the hold she had on him. Walls rippling about him as she arched and groaned. Pleasure bubbling up her throat as she tensed and lifted.

He knew he was getting close. In between Reap's incredibly tight, rippling walls and Tesh's probing tongue, it was hard not to. He stole a quick look down as he groaned. Spotting Tesh's form as the male happily knelt behind him, tongue driving into his rump and rolling about his insides. His hand stroking his own cock, thick tail thumping off the ground as he let his groan shake through Kas' backside.

Reap ground her hips against his as he pressed tighter. His fat knot grinding on her folds. They hadn't tied before, not for lack of the mage trying to convince him, but she seemed to enjoy the feel of him slapping off her folds.

"NOW!"

Tesh's grip on his rear tightened and the lizard shoved him. At the same moment, Reap's legs wrapped that much tighter about his waist and she jerked herself towards him. Caught off guard, the wold could only grunt, gasp, and stare as the blackbird squirmed under him. Her pussy, already stretched by his girth, stretched that much further. Sleek as she was, the kenku's form was made to lay eggs. Shockingly large eggs for their body size. Making her entrance stretch about Kas' sizable knot was an easier task for her. Though the sheer force she clamped down behind his length was surprising.

Kas' cursing growl boiled up in to a short, low groan. The noise cutting off before it could become a full howl. He'd already been warned once about being too loud at the inn.

Reap's trill lifted happily as she arched towards him with a cackling cry of pleasure. Walls clenching and rolling about his length as she peaked. Not her first of the session, but certainly her strongest. Those mighty, egg-laying muscles threatening to pull him deeper. Not to be left out, Tesh uttered a throaty rumble behind Kas. Muzzle wedged firmly between the wolf's cheeks as his hand flew over his cock. The lizard getting a few more strokes in before he too shuddered. Thick seed spraying across his fingers and down onto the floor.

With a pleased huff, the kenku released her spell and dropped to the bed. Feathers mantling with her grin as she trilled up at him. "Gotcha."

Kas panted a laugh, "Yeah, between a rook and a hard place." His tail swished, thumping off Tesh's head and drawing a snort from the lizard. Bringing his hand down, he stroked, "Well did you have fun, Cackles?" She nodded her head, just sprawled out on the bed as much as she could be, "And what about you?" he over his shoulder at Tesh, "All done back there?"

A huff sounded from the door, "Yeah, he's probably done."

Garnet flashed a grin as the lizardfolk huffed and sat back on his heels. "I mean," he rumbled in his deep voice, "could go for more, but have some odd tastes." Tesh flicked his tongue out, "Kas here likes them soft it seems." The naked druid stood and dropped onto the bed with Kas and Reap, "Got very lucky with the unicorn, very soft one."

"Hey!" Reap huffed and slapped at the lizardfolk, twisting her body about, "Who you calling soft?"

Kas winced as she twisted on him. Those muscles rippling about his length, pushing rather than pulling now. Which meant that the slight female rather easily slipped off his cock with a wet pop. His seed slashing over thighs and rear as she playfully launched herself at the druid.

"Think he's calling you soft, Pillow." Garnet smirked, strolling over to the bed. The vixen humming as she strolled over. Kneeling between Kas' legs as he shifted to sit up. Catching the wolf with a light touch and leaning down to lick over his pulsing length. Breathing out a soft sigh of her own as she bobbed her head slowly, cleaning the avian honey off his spire. She drew back after just a few bobs, "Tastes like chicken," the vixen flashed that too-wide grin of hers.

Reap huffed as she straddled Tesh's face, and not just from the way that the lizard was licking and humming into her freshly fucked pussy, "Kas, they're being mean!" A whine that lost some of it's bite when her voice lifted into a pleased warble.

"Well," he moaned quietly, "you are a pillow because you are covered in feathers, and are wearing a shirt. Which a shirt is kinda like a bag, so..." he yelped as Garnet nipped him. The vixen fixing him with a wiry grin. "Why don't we get cleaned up and go down for some food? Can't be up here all day, fucking about with each other." How he got to be the semi-leader of this group was a mystery. Well less so since Pete had told him to make sure the others didn't do something stupid because they got bored. Like take on a quest or wander off into the woods.

By now cleaning up had become a quick task for the quartet, delayed only by some exceedingly vigorous toweling which lead to another quick rope. Then another round of cleaning up. All in all, they were down in the common hall within the hour and only got some looks from the more prudish members of the small village.

Not from Yira though, the head barmaid and an 'old friend' of Sulbor as she put it. The sparrow giving them a wink as they came down and took a table that had loosely been claimed as theirs. Well, it was the one she kept putting them at.

"And how are we today, feeling well rested this morning?" her eyes sparkled playfully, "Or do you need to let your big lad here go upstairs and have a nap so he can recover from you lot?"

Kas laughed, his cheeks only coloring a little at her direct indirectness. "They're not wearing me out that bad, Ma'am." His tail thumped against the couch slowly as he settled, "Wouldn't say no to something hearty though."

Yira gave him a smile before trilling out a songbird song. Reap's feathers going into full puffball mode before the kenku replied with a harsh croaking of her own that broke into a full caw. While he didn't speak the language, he was fairly certain that Reap was uttering something fairly rude. Though whatever it might have been, Yira just laughed it off, giving Reap's puffed up feathers a tousle before wandering off back to the kitchen to put in their orders with her husband.

Not that they were left to themselves while they waited. No sooner had Yira moved away than others began to approach. Farmers wanting Tesh to come look at their crops. The hedgehog hedgewitch wanting to talk portents with Garnet. And the singular scholar wanting to talk histories with Reap. Each was promised some time later in the day, after their meal was had. Which naturally lead to others approach with tales of monsters and beasts.

Those they listened closer to to see how bad they might be. Villagers had tales of kobolds in the hills. Though none were remotely close to town, rumors were abound about foul meetings with goblins, orcs, and worse. Stories of massive wolf-like creatures gathering in the deeper woods. Tales of a portal to the fey world. It seemed like everyone they spoke to had a story to tell.

Do enough traveling and you learn rumors of monsters gathering were everywhere. If you listened to some doomsayers, then the world was under constant threat of ending. Or at the very least, villages were under the constant threat of raids.

"So all we have to do is put this on a sign?" the shaggy canine farmer looked dubiously at a parchment that Garnet had handed him.

The vixen put on her best 'try not to scare people' smile, "Oh yes." She blinked, took a breath, and casually put her chin on her palm. "Those symbols _exactly_do them wrong and the magic won't work or worse." She tapped the edge of the parchment, "I know of one gentleman who thought to elaborate on this. Before you know what happened, his farm was swarmed by kobold."

His face blanched at that. "R-right, so put this on the trails I saw them scampering about?"

She nodded and leaned back mere seconds before Yira returned with her meal. "Yes, put that down and you won't have to worry about them stealing your sheep. Exactly that though." Her brows lifted as she fixed him with her stare, "Exactly. That."

The Shepard nodded, clutching the paper tight as he hurried out. Kas waited until he was out of earshot before muttering around his cider, "So what did it say this time?"

Her brows bounced a little as she cast a quick look around. "Hello, I am a little shy. Give me time and offer some trade and I might not bite." Garnet took a quick sip of her drink, "He didn't seem interested in them, so that's why I didn't include the 'dress sexy when approaching' this time." Kas snorted out a laugh into his drink, gaining one of those too-wide grins from Garnet.

Traveling with the group had been fun, especially as they warmed up and learned more about each other. He had especially been interested in how Pete came to adopt Reap. And then there were the stories of how Tesh Dream-walked through the feywilds, learning his trade. Though most interestingly mundane was Garnet's secret. The reason why she had changed her name form Isla Miller to garnet LaCroix. When she finally told him it had been simply that Garnet LaCroix sounds more mysterious.

Catching him look at her, Garnet flashed a quick smile and wink. Her brows bouncing slightly as she looked towards the door, "Here comes trouble."

Trouble in this case was the town's headmaster. A boar that seemed to be perpetually sweating. He practically burst into the tavern, looking right at the small group before bustling in. Yira moved to intercept the boar, but Kas caught her eye and shook his head. The sparrow fixing the wolf with a look before sighing and just going to get a drink.

Not noticing the exchange, Horace came rambling over, Good morning, Casimir, Garnet, Tesh, Reap." He bowed to each in turn, whipping off his hat and wringing it between his hands. "I hate to bother you during your breakfast, but there's a great danger."

As with all the other great dangers, a near daily occurrence, he kept his voice low and kept looking about to make sure that no one was overhearing what he said.

"Good morning, Horace. Please have a seat and tell us about this danger." While the others had been talking with other locals, this is what Kas had been up to. Running damage control with the Headmaster. Making sure that he wasn't about to call out the militia on an innocent nymph or burn down a grove that a dryad had occupied or any of the other dozen 'dire emergencies' that had cropped up.

The boar dropped to the chair with a huff, still wringing his hat. At least until the mug of cider was set before him, followed by a breakfast platter that matched theirs. Thus distracted, the boar uttered a quick thanks to Yira and dug in, buying them several moments to look at each other, roll their eyes, and dig into their own breakfast. Each keeping an eye on the boar and wondering what news he was going to lay at their feet this time. There was a pool going on about when something would actually happen. As well as how often Kas would end up out all evening 'dealing with' the situation.

"You won't believe it," Horace blurted out after scarfing down several bites. Both Tesh and Reap having to lean back to avoid the spray of food. "The watch patrols mentioned seeing gnolls last night!"

Kas spared a glance about his party, each of them shifting slightly upright. This had their attention. Gnolls tended to be highly territorial. Not dangerously so, as he had learned, not unless they were provoked. Though the mere sight of the nearly seven foot tall, hyena-like race was enough to make most strike out against them. "Were they approaching town? Scouting it out?" A scout party could mean trade or the like. Although with how easily Horace panicked and how some of the farmers jumped at their own shadow, they might have to frame it as 'having defeated' the gnolls in order to make the trade the Cackle wanted.

Horace continued to scoot his meal around the plate. "They don't know. Reports were that the fiends skirted about the edge of the farmlands before going up to the hills." A quiet grumble sounded from the headmaster, "Probably going to stage some sort of attack."

The wolf was about to say something when Garnet's voice whispered into his ear; "Wonder what's going on. These aren't the first group we'd heard about moving up towards the hills."

Now that she'd mentioned it, he did find himself thinking back. In the couple weeks they'd been here, there had been several groups migrating past. Some were Tesh's kin, kobolds, goblins, now the gnolls? It drew a hum from the wolf as he replied, "I had forgotten about that. We might have to check out on them as well. Can you get word out to Pete or Gerti?"

She nodded absently as Kas turned his attention back to the headmaster. "Sounds like something we should look into." The boar started to say something, but Kas put on his best smile. "Don't worry about us getting in over our heads. We are very well trained after all."

Kas watched Garnet out of the corner of his eye as she muttered and dipped her head. Shadows flashing across her eyes and swirling about her mouth. All this hidden by her mug of course.

Horace breathed out a relieved sigh and dug into his meal. Immediately launching into talking about the great things about the local area. Which brought a smile to Kas' lips as it reminded him of his home. A simple, small town in the middle of nowhere that had very little to offer. It was about as plain as mud. For a lot of people this would be the perfect place to be born, live, and die in. Even as ordinary as he was compared to his companions, Kas knew he would be fine visiting a place like this but not living. Which is what the headmaster wanted. He wanted some local adventurers to take care of the 'problems' for free.

Maybe in the future his opinion would change, but he wasn't sure if he could ever go back to being a small town guy. Not after everything he'd experienced and the people he'd met in such a short time.

Try as they might, the table couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as the boar finished his breakfast and excused himself. Shambling off to chat with Yira and her husband a moment before ambling out the door to make his rounds about town.

Kas' ears perked slightly as he saw Reap's feathers ruffle. Odd how quickly he'd learned to tell the difference in her ruffles. "Everything okay?"

She uttered a sound that was a near perfect copy of Horace's panicked snorting, "Rude. Talk with mouth full." Brushing hands over her clothing, she used little wisps of magic to clean the spatter off her clothing with huffs and rude mutterings.

Garnet hummed and tapped her plate, getting their attention as her head angled ever so slightly. "Gerti says..." her ear twitched as if the dragonborn were whispering into it, "she says that Pete is going to meet us on a trail. Follow the gnolls." She breathed out a sigh, "Wish we could get more details, but that's about it." Reaching up, she rubbed her head and pushed food about her plate slowly. A quiet hum rolled up her throat as she angled her head again, "Wonder what's up..."

Kas reached under the table to give her leg a squeeze, the vixen almost jumping. "Everything okay?"

She flashed a smile, "Yeah, just wondering what could have them moving about like that." The vixen stretched, "Gerti didn't sound surprised, but it's hard to surprise her." Drumming her fingers on the table, she looked about the group, "Ready?"

He looked at his own mostly empty plate, then about the table where the others were already finishing up quickly and rising. "Looks like it." He gave the table a tap and stood up.

With Garnet detailing where they should go, at least as much as she could, it was fairly easy for Tesh to lead them in the right direction. All they had to do was tell the townsfolk where they were heading and Horace was ready to load them down with too many supplies. Kas mused over how he might have taken everything some months back, but now he only took what he knew he'd need most. The others picking a few things before they set out.

It took them a couple days of travel before they met back up with Pete. The porcupine seeming a bit distracted as he let them on. Only answering the group's questions with, "Don't worry," and "You'll love it," when they asked him about what was going on.

Then came the backtracking as Pete led them back around to where they needed to go. Which even the tracking amateur that Kas was, it was hard not to notice the tracks. The gnolls were hardly being stealthy about their travels. It honestly amazed him how the locals back in town couldn't have followed this. Though could it be that he was just more experienced or knew what to look out for now?

"Watch out."

Was all the warning he got before Reap just leapt onto his back, kicking her feet forward with a huff. "Tired of walking. Lots and lots of walking, Kassy." She lay her chin on his shoulder and made grumbling noises. "Can't wait till Garnet or I can," she made a noise not unlike the crackling, ripping noise that usually went with someone using magic to teleport. "Make it much easier to travel big long way. Just decide where to go then," there was that noise again.

Garnet poked Reap's side, drawing a squawking cackle from the kenku, 'What did I tell you about jumping on Kas?"

Feathers tickled his head as she swapped which shoulder her head was on, "Let you first?"

Her ears pinned back with a huff, "I'd said it was rude without warning him." Another poke sent Reap into another fit of giggling wiggles, "And shouting watch out does not count as a warning." The vixen wiggled her finger at Reap.

Who promptly nipped towards the finger, "Did not shout, said it."

"Yeah, but... EEeek!" The sorceress stiffened as the wizard squawked.

Kas just grinned as he swept Garnet up into his arms, letting the lighter Reap adjust herself on his back, "I don't mind it so much. Gotten a lot easier to carry her now that I'm used to it. Pretty sure I could carry both of you." He grunted as the path started to wind up a hill, "For a while at least."

Pete shot them both a look, chuckling as he shook his head, "Don't wear him out too much, girls. We're not far off now and we're all gonna need out strength when we get there."

Garnet's ears perked as she pulled Kas down to kiss him before hopping down. "And where is there?"

"Moot point."

Kas hummed, "What? It's not relevant how?"

Pete laughed and shook his head, "No, we're going to a place called Moot Pointe." He waved and moved up to a cliff, "Through here." The porcupine strode towards a heavy screen of vines and just pushed it aside. "Probably need some torches or lights," he called back through the vines.

Reap hopped down, "Got it, Papa." Scampering up ahead and snapping her fingers. Sparks of light dancing between her fingers before flaring with a cry of "Fwoosh!"

Garnet flashed a smile up at Kas, bumping her hip against his as she strode past, "Light is for those who can't see in the dark." Her tail swished behind her as she lead the way. "Which does remind me..." She turned and tapped Kas' cloak clasp, light blooming from it, "There you go."

Tesh ambled past, "Was just gonna go," he tapped his nose, "and can see in the dark, but..." the reptile flicked his tongue and ambled past. With a sigh and shrug, Kas brought up the rear as usual. Reaching up to loosen his sword just a little. While the vast majority of things they could talk their way through, there were still a few things that warranted drawing his blade for. Though those were mostly for spider webs and the like.

His ears perked as he tried to pay close attention to the surroundings, sniffing the air as he went. It smelled like... a cave. The air was a little damp, smelled of rock, and there was the faint smell of gnolls and others. Though faint, smelled like they might have been through here a day or so before them.

The group kept their pace steady as they delved deeper into the cavern.

And deeper.

And deeper...

It was far too easy for Kas to look track of time. The stone walls and caverns quickly blending into one another. What made matters worse was the winding and branching paths that they took. Though it seemed like Pete knew where they were heading. He only had to stop on occasion to hunt around for some mark or indicator that Kas couldn't make out. As before, their questions about where they were headed were met with only the brusque answer of, "You'll see soon." Or, "Just a little further," when they asked about how far they had to go.

After what could have been minutes, or could have been hours, Pete signaled for them to stop. "Alright," he said in a near-whisper, "We're almost there so kill the lights. There's a couple rules you guys need to know. The number one thing is that it's okay to say no. Doesn't matter what someone is offering you, it's alright to say no. Second thing is to not get too rowdy. There's drinks and... other things here, but I trust each of you to be responsible. Lastly..." he looked at each of them, "Have fun."

Flashing a grin, he rounded the corner. The four of them sharing a confused look before following the porcupine around the corner.

Immediately entering a massive cavern filled with all kinds of creatures. Kas found himself coming up short, as did most of the rest of the party. Mouths dropping at the sheer variety and scope of what lay before them. Monstrous races, normal, surface dwellers, deep dwellers, animals, mineral, and more.

The cavern itself was large enough that Kas could not see the end of it. Lights dotted the area, either from lanterns or other sources affixed to giant stone columns, stalagmites, or just one of the people that happened to be glowing. The floor of the cavern was made of a fine sand that still bore fine lines from where someone had cleaned and scraped it. Patches of glowing moss intermixed with blankets and cushions to make lounging areas for any that wished to partake. To complete the picture, heavy wooden tables and benches stretched between several columns. Each one stacked high with food and drinks of all kind.

As Kas watched, a slew of stocky badgers came shuffling into the light and made a beeline to the table, laying down their own drinks before going to mingle.

"What is this?" Garnet whispered with wide eyes.

Tesh's eyes were glowing, "I have heard of this before. My people called it Gribokan di wer bekiw." His head angled, "Feast of the deep," he clarified with a flick of his tongue.

A voice rolled through their minds, "_Others call it the Mushroom Moot, the Festival of Love, or simply The Gathering."_Kas' head snapped around as a creature floated towards them. Long robes hiding the body, sleeves loose about their rather limp hands, face partially obscured by a mass of tentacles, "_Pete, I am glad to see you."_The towering creature leaned forward, _"It has been a while, I had hoped I would get to see you again."_A long, delicate hand reached towards the porcupine.

Pete stepping in with a wide grin, "Vull, it has been a while." Taking the hand, he swept the larger creature into a hug, clapping its back. "I kept meaning to get back, but other things kept cropping up." He looked at the party and flashed a grin, "Vull here is an illithid, and we ran into each other years ago. I was just telling them the basic rules of the Gathering. Now," Putting his arm around the mind flayer, he steered Vull around, "Pardon me, gonna catch up with him." The lanky creature uttered a squidgy sounding chuckle as it ran a three-fingered hand through Pete's quills.

"So..." Garnet hummed as she watched the older fighter wander off, "Seems we just need to... mingle?" She shrugged, "I guess?"

Kas slipped his arm around her, "Well, certainly got some exploring and things to enjoy." She flashed a smile up at him, sliding her arm about the male's waist before falling into step with him. The others ranging about some.

Though it wasn't long before the party split. Tesh wandering towards a knot of reptilians. Garnet drifting to a small group of panthers dressed in dark, spidery outfits. Reap gathered a wooden plate and huffed quietly, "No seed cake. 10/10 best spread." before hopping onto a nearby barrel to sulk snack.

Kas picked at the food on the table, "Oh Reap, they have some seed cakes." He had to lean over the wide table some to snatch a couple. Good thing he was taller than the avian. "You want me to..." he turned and looked around, not seeing the kenku anywhere. "Huh." Looking around, he didn't see her anywhere nearby. Then again, it was pretty dark in here so his vision was limited.

"Poor Pup lost his friends?" a rough, though decidedly female, voice spoke up.

"Poor pup get more friends, then not lose them, yes?" a voice that was nearly identical and only a bit deeper.

He jumped a little as the scent hit him a second before a pair of muscled arms wrapped about his shoulders. Ears perking as he looked to his right, spotting the wide-grinning face of a gnoll. Then to his left and up, being greeted by another. Both were rather heavily muscled and dressed in similar clothing, if one could call it that. Little more than leather greaves, a loin cloth, and both wearing the same chest strap. Which did nothing at all to hide the female's ample breasts which were just about eye-level with him. "Hello," he put on his best smile, "And not lost, we're just all exploring and seeing what delights there are." Looking over the two again, "Certainly wouldn't mind meeting some new friends though. I am Casimir, though most everyone calls me Kas."

The male laugh-purred, "Am Ital, this twin sister Atag. When you came in, she say gray one is cute but too shy to come over on her own." Kas jumped a little as Atag's hand fell to his rear and grabbed it, kneading in a very not-shy manner. "Ask me to come with her to say hello. Hello."

Oh lords, not even here ten minutes and he was already being approached. Though, looking abut, he saw that while there were groups of people talking, playing various games, and relaxing, even his limited eyesight could make out other knots of twos and fews who were engaging in more intimate things. Why he even saw Tesh's familiar sky-blue frill as the druid tangled himself with another of the lizardfolk.

Kas smiled up at the taller gnoll, "Hello, Ital, Atag," he nodded to each in turn. "Should we find somewhere to talk?" Atag's muzzle screwed up into something that looked like a vague disappointment. The gnoll far easier to read than some of the ladies he'd been with. "And by talk I mean..." he raised his eyebrow with a smile and wink. His arm sliding around her to grab her rear like she was grabbing his. Though hers felt like he was grabbing a rock wrapped in a bit of coarse fur.

He had never seen such a large, muscled female blush so bright before, though her tail began to wave, "Yes! Yes, talking. Talking good." Looking over his head, she grinned at her twin, "Kas and I go to talk."

Ital burst out in a cackle, "Maybe he can get you to squeal, Sister!" Tongue hanging from his maw as he swept up his own plate and began to pick out food. "Go talk, I find good food then join when he has talked you out, yes?"

Atag swatted at her brother's head with a huff. Cheeks flushing warmly as she lead the way deeper into the cavern. Not terribly far from the main gathering, but far enough that the hum of conversation was somewhat muffled. The large female dropping to the blanket-covered ground with a huff. Wiggling some as she adjusted the cushion seats. Kas joining her and setting his platter aside.

The gnoll female watching him with a slow wave of her tail, "So..." she started then cut off, cheeks flushing again.

"So," he started, taking a bit of dried meat to nibble on. Offering her the plate, Atag happily taking a bite.

A minute tickled by. Then another. "Does your Cackle come here often?" Boy that sounded stupid even to him. He'd heard a dozen guys in a dozen towns try a similar line with most of his party.

Her ears perked, "Some, but this year get lucky." Kas uttered a curious noise. The gnoll taking a bit of dark bread to nibble on as her ears fell back then perked up. "Yes, lucky. Gathering happen at same time as Celebration of Fertility. So we come to find partners, help Mossrunners stay strong."

In the back of his mind, he felt something stirring. A familiar, cool warmth spreading across his scalp as Eluna laughed in his mind, _"I have never seen a gnoll embarrassed before, she's pretty cute, Kas. I think your children would be just adorable."_The unicorn, tucked away in her glade countless miles away began to offer up images of gnolls with shocks of gray hair.

Kas brushed a hand over the unicorn hair bracelet, "You just want to watch, you naughty mare."_He hid his smile behind a clay mug, ear perking as Atag looked towards him with a curious tilt of her head. _"You sure I won't break her?" He took a slow sniff, trying to pick out other scents under the gnoll's natural musk.

"_She looks sturdy, but if you give her half as good as you gave me..."_her shiver raced up their bond.

Reaching up, he leaned in and grabbed Atag, pulling the larger female into a kiss. She uttered a surprised noise at the embrace, tail thumping off the blanket before she returned the grab. What had started as a simple peck soon devolved into something much deeper with her thick tongue begin crammed right down his maw. Kas nearly choking on it before rising to the challenge and pushing back. A heavy hand roaming over his shirt to pull at the ties.

It was really had to keep track of how or when one was undressing, especially when a large, strong female was trying to choke him with her tongue. All he knew was that one moment he was clothed and the next, he wasn't. His scant belongings scattered about their area, Atag's clothes joining them so they were both naked. The large gnoll uttering something between a laugh, moan, and growl, as she rolled over. Eyes practically glowing with her challenge as she lifted her wide, muscled rear towards him. Kas uttering a growl in return as he grabbed that solidly muscled backside and dove in.

"Ahhh!" her surprised yelp sounded through the cavern. Eyes rolling back as the gray wolf buried his muzzle against her privates. A quiet growl rolling up his throat as he nuzzled into her plump lips. The burning warmth of the gnoll's pussy lips pressing against his senses. Kas' tail waving slowly as he took a deep whiff of her aroma before he let his tongue lash against her folds. Just that first lap enough to draw a throaty call from Atag as she pressed back. Grinding her folds back against him, the gnoll's clit firming under his attention.

The feel of that clit drew his attention for just a beat. Slowing the wolf as his head dropped with a curious growl and sway of his tail. His tongue lashing over it for a moment, making Atag gasp and jerk her hips. The gnoll's clit growing larger and harder until it hung below her, several inches long. It was curious, but not enough of a distraction to keep him from burying his nose back into her slit.

Kas' muscles rippled as his growl deepened and grew, shaking into her. Both hands coming down on that rock hard rear to hold her taut. The wolf's growl answered by one from the gnoll. Her fingers digging into the cushion as she arched and pressed back. Spotted pelt bristling as her muscles tensed and rippled. Lips curling back to reveal yellowed teeth. The sound of his pounding heart filling Kas' head as she shifted and pressed against him, grinding and shoving into the wolf. Using her body to challenge him and drive him further. Loving the feel of his growling muzzle as it lapped and snapped at her privates. The gnoll responding in kind as her claws dig into the poor pillow.

He had to fight to keep his grip on her hips as his tongue lapped at her insides. She tastes far different from any female he'd been with. Her flavor deeper, richer, invading his senses as it spoke of her readiness. Not begging him to mount and claim her. No, Atag's scent was demanding her mount her. Ordering him to prove himself to her.

She drew away enough to let his tongue slurp out. A primal growl lifting from the gnoll. The wolf answering with a snarl of his own, jaws snapping close enough to her thighs that his whiskers tickled her rock hard muscles. She responded to his growl with one of her own. Burning eyes glaring down at him as she spread her stance a little. Knees shuffling apart as her rear lifted. The unspoken challenge hanging in the air between them.

Claws dug into powerful thighs as he launched himself over her. Swollen sheath barely kissing her entrance before his tip found her. Warm and welcoming, ready for the wolf berserker to lay claim to. Kas stretching his body over the larger female as he dug in. Her bellowing call matched only by his primal snarl. Heavy jaws snapping so close to her head as she arched and rocked into him.

Even the softest part of the gnoll gripped him with crushing force. With Garnet, the vixen could only just hang on as he took her. Reap he had to be careful with, lest he break her in half. Even his sweet Eluna, he had somewhat held back on out of fear of leaving claw marks on her pristine hide. But Atag? Oh it felt like he could let loose and she would be back and demanding more. When his hips pulled back at the last instant to keep from driving himself in with full force, she responded with a snarl, a snap of her heavy jaws, and a buck that would have sent lesser men tumbling. The gnoll fixing him with a look that commanded him to give her more, to not hold back.

Her snarls turned into gleeful guffaws as he dug in. The crack of her body against his soon drowning out even their breathy cries and snarls. Her powerful form twisting under his. Kas' primal instinct catching sight of an exposed breast before his hand covered it. The wolf trying to lay claim with finger and claw before it could escape him.

Atag's breathy pants grew louder as she twisted under him, nearly knocking Kas off as she brought a leg around. He drew back just enough to let her leg swing around before driving in. A surprised noise sounding from the gnoll as she was driven over the heavy cushion. Kas' strength surprising her as her shoulders hit the blanket. Mad, lustful drool foaming at the corners of her maw as her grin widened. Not the lovely, if slightly off-putting, otherworldly grin that Garnet had. This was the look of an amazonian warrior who finally found someone who could match her.

Legs wrapped about his middle with crushing force, driving the very breath from him with a gasp. Yet Kas wasn't about to let that even slow his pace. It only drove him harder, the wolf looming over the larger female as he dug in. The clap of his balls on her backside competing with her grunts as he drove the air from her. His muzzle diving for her breasts before diverting to her maw in another heavy kiss.

Kas suckled on her tongue as he leaned over her. Unaware of his own growing arousal. Even as his knot caught within her walls, the gray wolf continued to rut at this berserker pace. Atag's legs shaking as he pulled and tugged at her entrance. Thighs quaking about him as her hands found his back. Drawing him closer as her voice lifted. The rake of her claws up his spine drawing a howl from the wolf and only making him redouble his efforts.

A screeching, cackling mad cry of rapture tore through the air as she soaked his crotch with her juices. The wolf matching the cry with a throaty howl of his own. Body slamming into hers as he came hard. Heavy, knotted length pulsing within her crushing tunnel. More than happy to give the gnoll what her body was craving. All while she cradled her lover against her chest.

"Having fun?" Ital's voice broke through the lustful haze. Neither Atag nor Kas able to respond with more than breathless, exhausted pants. The larger gnoll just laying her head back with a huff and pleased look, tongue dangling from her maw. Kas slowly laying atop her, tail flagging with each shot of his seed.

Atag's twin gripped the wolf's rear and kneaded it, "Good. Good, give her good filling yes?" Kas would have jumped at the feel of the cold nose against his sac if he could move at all. "Oh yes," Ital's breath puffed over his jumping balls, "giving her very good." He managed to get a gasp from Kas as his tongue, every bit as heavy and powerful as his sister's, lapped at the wolf's balls. A pleased growl coming from the gnoll as he wrapped his muzzle around Kas' sac and began to suckle.

Only a moment though, enough to make the wolf huff and shudder at the strange feeling. Ital let Kas' balls slide from his maw as he lifted his head. Blunt muzzle wedging between the wolf's cheeks as the gnoll took a deep whiff. His tongue pressing out to rim the wolf's clenching rear.

Kas' back arched with a surprised huff as the gnoll began to vigorously rim him. He was used to such things from Tesh, but only during sex, never after. Now he had someone plunging their tongue right into him and toying with him. Shuddering at the feel of the thick invader, rear clenching without thought about the gnoll's tongue. Ital's breath puffing against his backside as the male began to snort and sniff. Nuzzling his rear with pleased noises.

Ital's tongue was soon replaced with a finger. The thick, rough digit pressing in as the tongue retreated. Kas gasping and looking back at his partner's twin. Ital giving him a toothy grin as he leaned back to show off his heavy length. The gnoll casually taking some sort of thick gel from a jar and spreading it over his cock, "Mind if I have a go?"

He hadn't really been with a guy before, not beyond just rimming and frotting with Tesh. Though he and the lizard had given each other blowjobs. His rear clenched about the finger in thought, "Sure, just give me..."

Before he could say, 'a moment to get out of your sister' the gnoll was atop him. The probing finger drawing out and shifting to his hip. Ital's heavy cock coming down with a meaty smack, slick with lube and ready to go. Kas' eyes widened as Atag's limbs coiled about him again. Helping the wolf shift into more of a bent-over pose even as he stayed balls-deep within her body. "Don't worry, he is gentle," came the whisper-growl before she kissed his ear.

Gentle or not, Ital was pretty thick and it was Kas' first time. He did his best to relax as the gnoll pressed into his rear. Groaning as he was spread wider and wider. Eyes rolling in his head as the male's thickness pressed right against something within him. Pleasure spiked up his back as Ital's hands clasp about his hips.

Surprisingly, the male didn't jam his member right into the wolf. Taking several seconds before his hips were pressed to Kas' form. Another few seconds passed before Ital leaned forward, trapping the gray wolf between him and his sister. Pleased groans coming from the gnoll, "He's tight..." as he leaned his head back with a huff, tongue lolling from his maw.

Atag's maw split into a wide grin, "He's strong," she drew Kas down, burying the wolf's head in her breasts. Clenching her pussy about his knotted cock as she licked at his face.

Kas could only moan as he tried to return the licks. Back stiffening as Ital drew back several inches before pounding forward. A breathy huff being driven from the wolf as he shuddered. The grip on his haunches tightening as the brother fell into a steady pace. His girth spreading the wolf wide and teasing his insides with each steady pump. Kas groaned and found his hips starting to shift against Atag's powerful form. Only barely able to grind into her as her brother picked up the pace steadily.

Each of the trio began to grunt and growl. Ital quickly finding a pace that he liked, body clapping off Kas' backside as his tongue hung from his maw. Kas groaning at both the member invading his backside and the powerful pussy clenching about his length. And Atag was groaning as the two males seemingly did their best to drive her further into the ground.

Freeing Kas from the trap of her legs, she swung them up and grinned at the wolf. The spark in her eyes telling him all he needed to know. He shifted and stretched, grabbing her calves and leaning into them. Doing his best to thrust between the twins, uttering a growl at both at the same time. His muscles rippling and tensing again, pushing back his weariness for just a moment. The wolf's shallow thrusts drawing pleased gasps from the gnoll as her sibling pressed tighter.

Ital's thrusts came sharper, shorter, matching Kas' new pace as he leaned forward. Muzzle pressing into the wolf's neck with a groan. His eyes narrowing as his form clapped off his new friend's backside. Those steady, hard clenches only encouraging him to go that much harder.

Except he wasn't built like his sister or this wolf. He couldn't go hard for long. Already his pants were growing labored and he could feel his sac tightening. Kas' ear twitching as he heard a squealing caw, the noise immediately covered by Ital's heavy breathes against his neck. That familiar tensing growing as his pants started to cut into needful whines. Arching into Kas' body as he rocked and heaved, feeling how the wolf's rear slapped into his groin.

As if sensing his growing need, the wolf reached up and grabbed at Ital's mohawk of hair. Kas arching into the gnoll as he groaned, "I'm gonna..." throwing his head back with a howl as he came. His slightly wilted knot growing once more within Atag's body as he unleashed a fresh load within the amazonian female.

Between his words and that hard clenching, it was enough to drive Ital over the edge. Throwing his head back with a laughing howl, trying to match the wolf's primal call as he came. Hips crashing off his partner's with sharp, shallow bucks as he came. Shuddering against the male as he groaned and huffed, tongue rolling from his maw with a pleased expression.

---Meanwhile.--

Reap grumbled under her breath, clapping her bill and squirming. She didn't know exactly what happened, just that she was gonna hang out with Kas and see what's up. Which meant she had to wait for the wolf to get his chow, so she'd hopped onto a barrel. No sooner did she pull her legs up to get settled than the stupid lid on the stupid barrel dropped out from under her and she fell into something warm and soft and sticky.

Why was it so sticky?!

And to make matters even worser, she heard Kas say something about finding some seed cakes! "KAS!" she cawed and tried to hit the side of the barrel, only to get her arm stuck in the sticky stuff as the barrel jostled. "KAS! I am in jam barrel! It's all sticky and getting in feathers! Not happy bird!"

Kicking and squirming with all the ferocity an upside-down kenku could muster. Which honestly wasn't a lot. Though it was enough to make the barrel she was in jiggle and shift. Reap stiffening for a breath in worry that she had tipped it over. Bad enough being in a barrel, being stuck in one that was tipped over was worse and not something she wanted to experience.

Again.

She relaxed with relief as it swayed then settled. Then it began to sway back and forth. Not the type of swaying that came with something that was being moved or being rolled. Weirdly, this felt more like when Kas was carrying her around. Reap squirming as she tried to brace herself against the rocking, or at the very least right herself. No good though. The sticky stuff was keeping her from thrashing about properly. It was annoying, whatever it was.

A rather annoyed and rude sound lifted from the kenku. Feathers doing their best puff as she slumped within the barrel. Just waiting until she heard someone else so she could call for help.

Not that she'd have to wait too long. The rocking stopped and settled down with a rather solid thump. "Hey!" she cawed again, "Gonna peck you if you don't let me out of here!" Her head craned as the barrel shifted again. A creak sounding from about her as the walls shifted and shook. Yes, the threat of pecking wins out! Few could withstand the threat of her mighty beak!

The barrel's walls exploded away from her, drawing a shocked squawk from the kenku. As it fell apart, she got a good look at what had trapped her. Teeth glistened in the lamplight, as well as a massive tongue that shifted the avian and rolled against her form. Fear jolted up her spine. While she hadn't met a mimic before, she'd certainly heard of them. Shapeshifters that trapped people with sticky slime before doing unspeakable things to them!

The barrel-shaped mimic grew and rolled, it's body creaking like wood and iron as its chosen shape inverted. Malleable flesh shifting under her, forcing her arms and legs to move with it's clinging embrace. Reap soon finding herself straddling the exterior of what almost felt like a padded couch. Still roughly barrel shape, but one that had been placed on its side. Flat bottom keeping it from rocking as she was pulled down onto it. Her front being pulled to the gentle curve, arms and legs splayed out on either side of it's bulk. Reap looking about quickly as a groaning wheeze sounded from behind. The slender kenku twisting to spot a rather large, muscled organ that rolled towards her rear then stopped. Another creak and groan, this one sounding oddly curious. Was the mimic asking her if it was okay to get weird?

She was okay with unspeakable kinky. Might as well call her a kenky.

"Okay, but no sticky stuff on body feathers." An elated sounding creak, "And no tearing clothes! Like my robes, they are comfy." The next pop sounded understanding and agreeable.

It was really weird to be laying on a padded half-barrel, only to have it start to shift under her. Not a big shift, but it did make her think a lot about how a slug moved. That shifting of it's body that would inch it forward. She could feel the mimic shifting under her. It's soft-feeling exterior gripping and pulling at her robe, more appendages lifting to gently strip her down. Reap doing her best to relax as the shapeshifter rolled her about and shifted, never relinquishing its hold on her limbs.

Reap found herself turned about as the mimic shifted again, forming into almost a reclining chair. Her clothing being stripped off and gently lay aside. An appreciative croak sounding from the kenku as her hands were lifted over her head and brought in. Feathers ruffling curiously as the mimic shifted under her, a bulge growing between her legs and making them spread.

Quiet, curious noises croaked from her bill as she watched all this. The scholarly part of her equally as curious as the sexually adventurous part of her. The bulge shifted to form an impressively large tongue. Muscle shifting and lashing with a raspy, "Raaahh..." from her mimic partner. It's chair-like body drawing her down until the tongue could roll over her exposed privates. Reap jumping at the supremely slimy feel of it before her head rocked back with a pleased croo.

Encouraged by her noises, the mimic continued to lick and tease her. It's tongue sloppily lashing around her privates and pucker. Bill chattering as the saliva tingled over her nethers, watching with rapt attention as a second tongue joined the first.

Oh this was just getting better by the moment!

Reap fell back against her arms with a gasp as both tongues went to work. One circling her pussy as the other rolled over her pucker. Thighs quaking and pressing against the lump. Her mimic partner croaking happily as its tongues swirled over her excited pussy and tongue. Its normally sticky secretions turning slick to help lube her up before it dove in.

She jumped with a surprised, yet pleased, squawk as the thick muscles rolled into her with a quick double-penetration. The mimic, whom she decided to dub Barry, stopped as she tensed about it. Croaking in a strangely comforting way as its dual appendages rolled within her walls. The powerful muscles stretching her oft-used pussy and rarely-used tail hole. Feathers fanning against its body as she huffed. Taking the moment it gave her to compose herself before nodding.

Barry's twin tongues swirled deeper the instant she nodded. Each one spiraling counter to the other as the explored her. The entire mimic shuddering under her as it sampled her flavor. Her thighs squeezing about the lump as the one lashed against her tunnel and found her birdy g-spot. Reap's entire form bowing up with a throaty gasp.

Her thrashing and pleasured cries seemed to encourage Barry. Teeth grazed over her thighs as that lump dove in. Its twin tongues driving deeper and swirling about her insides, drawing further squawks and shudders from the kenku. Trying to draw her legs up to block it's eager maw, but Barry wasn't about to allow that. Her legs getting firmly stuck to the mimic's surface as it growl-laughed at her. That bulge between her legs shifting, altering as it growled. The reclined seat laying her back further as the tongues stiffened and shifted within her.

The constantly shifting form of the mimic altered itself again. Not as drastically as before, but with the tongues becoming a pair of pistoning cocks that drove and slapped off her body.

Reap went cross-eyed at this change. Her hips rocking as much as she could within the mimic's clutches. Breath coming in shorter gasps as its pace rapidly ramped up. Even then with the twin lengths inside of her, they never ceased their slight shifts. Thickening, thinning, growing ridges, bumps, becoming smooth, and even going so far as to twist and vibrate within her.

It was fucking amazing.

She arched and thrashed, doing her best to buck while being stuck to the shapeshifter. All while it hummed and growled and continued to make her squawk. She could feel him starting to shudder and press harder against her as her noises grew louder. Which only encouraged her to get louder, throwing her head back against her arms as she just called out for everyone to hear. Reveling in the echoing caws that raced back to greet her.

Her thighs shook as she arched into the mimic, both holes clamping down about Barry's appendages. Juices squirting about his invading probe as sheer bliss rocked up her spine. Body arching and legs shaking as Barry continued to plow her without stopping or slowing. Readily driving her from one orgasm into another. Then the next, not allowing her even a moment to breath.

It was only as her head began to roll and the kenku started to gasp from the overload that the mimic slowed. The penis-like appendages pulling out slowly, but still making the kenku buck and bwuk in shocked pleasure. Lengths turning into tongues once more to help bring her down.

"Um... hello," a raspy voice muttered. Reap barely able to roll her head towards the speaker. It was another avian, a vulture-like person dressed in robes that draped across a frame thinner than hers. "Don't mean to interrupt, but..." he clicked his beak and hummed some as he looked from the kenku to mimic, "I happened to hear and was wondering if you are stuck."

Reap blinked stupidly at the avian before squirming. Barry giving a somewhat apologetic squeak as she did. "Maybe, can help?" she looked at the new person.

His heavy beak clapped, "Yes. Yes, can help," he flashed a grin and held up a sloshing water skin, "Alcohol, won't hurt your friend here, but will let you slide off. I just have to wash you down with it." He sloshed the waterskin again, "I am Virr by the way."

She churred, "Repete, but friends call Reap." Tilting her head one way then the other, she looked from Virr to Barry, dark eyes brightening. "Help Reap get off mimic friend, then after some," she breathed out a sigh and heavy panting, "can join for," more moans and very accurate mimicry of the sounds of sex and panting. Her voice trailing off into a grin and bill clatter, "You cute."

"Okay!" Virr grinned as he started to lean over, "err... if that's okay with you." Barry the mimic groan-chirped his approval and shifted closer.

--Concurrently--

Pete swayed where he stood, his eyelids dropping as his eyes unfocused on the world about him. The entire cavern looked out of focus, all the sounds somewhat muddled. Every iota of his attention was focused on Vull.

The mind flayer hovered before him, tentacles curling about in what could be an amused smile. "_Very good,"_the voice purred into his mind, "_Now, the rest of your clothing, my friend."_He nodded slowly, a smile crawling across his muzzle to match the illithid's squidy grin.

Pete had barely had a moment to get his things put aside before the illithid's will had pressed against his own. Even if he'd fought against it, it would've been useless, so instead he surrendered his will to the illithid. Pete readily just dropping his clothing to the ground instead of meticulously removing everything as he normally would. His eyes locked on the Vull's form as the creature floated towards him.

All it took was a twitch of Vull's finger and Pete was lifted in the air. The naked, middle-age porcupine's form arching in the air as he breathed out a quiet gasp. "The years are catching up to you, old friend."_Vull ran a three-fingered hand over Pete's stomach. Tracing the fat that lay over the porcupine's hard-won muscle. Another smile,"Letting those ales catch up to you."_Another pat before he leaned forward. Tentacles starting to wind and trail over his stomach and down.

Vull's pleased noise rolled through Pete's body, sparking the fighter's pleasure center and making him gasp. His arousal spiking before the illithid could draw close to his privates. Pete's moan slipping past his lax throat as his manhood throbbed, firming up within seconds. Harder in that brief moment than he had been in years. Breath coming in shorter pants as Vull lifted him with magic.

Tentacles swirling about his manhood eagerly. Even their lightest touches able to send jolts of raw, blissful pleasure shooting up his spine. His vision blurred further before going strangely doubled. Seeing not only the cavern wall, but his own manhood. Grayish-purple tentacles sliding and crawling over his flesh. Circling his tip and down over his shaft. Each one picking a bulging vein to follow down his length. Vull taking his time to examine the length and down to his balls. Curling his face tendrils about it before he drew it upwards. All while sharing what he saw with his long-time friend and occasional lover.

Pete arched as the illithid wrapped his maw about the porcupine's cock. Teeth barely scraping his tip before inviting it deeper. His moan locked behind lips and throat, waiting for the underdark dweller to give him permission to call out. "I can feel it,"_Vull's voice was smooth and calm even as the mind flayer took his cock deep into his mouth. Tentacles swirling about the male's length and balls. Eagerly drawing Pete against him as he suckled."Your joy is so rich and intoxicating. Let me feel it."_

Vull's mental grasp wrapped about him. Those thin tendrils wrapping and draping about his mentality in the same way that his tentacles were stroking his cock. Pete arched within the magical and psychic bonds, giving himself to the creature with a restrained groan. The sound rolling about his throat as the head pulled back. Vull's agile tongue focusing solely on his tip as those tentacles began to stroke faster.

It was impossible to describe what it was like getting a blowjob from one such as Vull. Each tendril squeezing, stroking, and exploring his body. They moved right where they were needed long before Pete could've ever thought about it.

He couldn't hold back even if he'd wanted to. His body arching as his sac tightened within that squirming hold. _"No,"_the voice rang through his mind calmly. _"Not yet."_Pete's jaw tightened as he writhed against the bonds. Feeling his pleasure build ever higher. Vull's tongue wrapping and coiling about his manhood. Playing over his length and down with audible gasps and loud slurps from the illithid. As easily as he'd lay claim to Pete's mind, he lay claim to his pleasure as well. Coaxing the porcupine to greater heights of pleasure without allowing him to fall over the edge. Leaving the fighter squirming as a dull ache began to build.

Vull's joy raced up through him as the illithid held him there. Making the fighter wait right on the very edge of orgasming for a minute. Two minutes. Longer. Just waiting and enjoying the pulsing of the cock, the taste of Pete's precum, and the growing desperation that pressed against his will. Drawing out that moment for long enough that he was certain that Pete would lose it. Perhaps even muster up the will to break free of his control.

The illithid allowed the porcupine his pleasure before that could happen.

Pete thrashed against the magic and gasped, body arching upwards as he came. Vision nearly going white from the intensity of it as his cock throbbed within the maw. Tongue and teeth brushing his flesh as the tentacles pulled and drew over his member. Drawing his seed into Vull's waiting maw and down his throat with deep, slow swallows.

The porcupine slumped within the hold, panting heavily as his eyes rolled back. Hanging there wearily as the illithid swallowed down his seed. Vull standing and coaxing him upright, cupping the back of Pete's head. "There, quiet satisfactory for a first round, wouldn't you agree?"

Vull gripped the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss, cum-covered tongue shoving into Pete's open mouth. Sharing the fighter's load with him as he groaned quietly. Those three-fingered hands roaming over his hips and down to grip his thighs, "I think I should let you rest before we continue. You are getting old."

Pete broke the kiss with a huff, "I'm not the only one. Don't tell me that's all your can manage for now. Used to, you'd have me up for hours."

"Well then, perhaps I shant give you a moment."

--In The Mean Time--

Garnet's ear twitched as she heard the sounds of sex sparking up from different corners of the cavern. The vixen humming quietly as she sipped mulled wine from a heavy mug. "Is something bothering you?" came the low rumble. The panthress Micarlin looking at her with glowing, lilac colored eyes.

She flashed a smile, "No, just been listening to everything. I've always found the Underdark fascinating, but hadn't been here before." That too-wide grin returned, "Certainly more interesting than the Shadowfel, and I had more than enough exposure to that place for one lifetime." Her ear twitched at a distant, familiar snarl.

Micarlin chuffed a quiet laugh, "Yes, that place is rather unsavory from what I hear. Lives up to its reputation. Though," her head rolled slightly, "You would know more about that, Sister."

Zeerith ran her fingers through Micarlin's shock of white hair, "That I do, though our guest would put me to shame it seems." Her bluish eyes sparkling with mirth as her head angled. All three sets of ears perking at the harsh cawing that tore through the cavern, "Oh my. Seems someone is having fun, Sister."

Garnet's ear twitched, "Sounds like one of my companions." A sharp series of barking caws trailed off into a cackling noise, "Yeah, that sounds like Reap."

A quiet chuff came from Zeerith as she leaned back, thighs gliding on either side of Micarlin's head. "Wonder what she is getting up to, certainly sounds enjoyable." The panthress grinned as she looked over to Garnet, "Tell me, pretty one, what do you want tonight?" Zeerith licked her lips, "I saw your companions as you came in. Perhaps some fantasy with one of them?"

Her onyx black pelt rippled, face and upper body rolling through her various companions. The changeling always smiling, "Or perhaps there's a touch of narcissism?" Now Zeerith's form shifted into a mirror image of the vixen's. Garnet looking into her own face as that muzzle split into her too-wide grin. One that quickly dropped as Zeerith rubbed her cheeks, "How do you smile like that?" The shifter rubbed her jaws then laughed, "Or maybe a little something extra?"

Micarlin choked as her partner's form shifted, genitals altering to grow into a penis. One that was rather suddenly crammed down the feline's maw. "Now I had to guess about... YOUCH!"

The panthress pulled back with a playful growl, "Warn me before you do that, _Sister_or I'll bite it harder next time." She gave Zeerith's stomach a gentle punch even as her hand lifted to play with the newly formed cock. "Give the girl a moment to decide, Zee."

Ears folded back as Zeerith doubled over, acting as if the wind had been knocked from her. The silvery-black pelt rippling, turning into a smooth gray hide, before shifting back to her more familiar panther form. She lay back on the cushions with a quiet sigh, resuming her slow petting of Micarlin's hair. Her panthress lover casually and easily shifting as the vulpine penis changed to something more feline. "I suppose you are right, Mica. She is our guest after all." A hum came from the changeling as she arched, narrowing her eyes against the feel of that rough tongue playing over her privates. "So," she rowled quietly, "What would you like to expe... MMPH!"

Zee looked up right as Garnet moved over. The vixen flashing her a too-wide grin before simply sitting down on the panther's face with a sigh. "Well," came the murr as Zee nuzzled up into her bared nethers. "I think I would like you to put that mouth to use while Mica does whatever she wants with you." She licked her lips and arched with a moan as the tongue happily began to groom her nethers. "And while we're here, perhaps I can come up with an offer for you two?"

"Oh?" Mica purred, moving to happily straddle Zee's lap. Her tail twitching as she sank down on the changeling's member. Huffing as it spread her tight folds, "And pray tell me." Her eyes narrowed as she settled down, draping arms around Garnet's shoulders as she leaned in with a smile, "What is that?"

Grinning, the vixen leaned in to kiss the big, sexy feline. Hand trailing over taut belly and up to her impressive breasts. Pressing her own into Mica's as she leaned forward. Whispering into her ear.

--Simultaneously--

Tesh flicked his tongue out slowly as he lay back against the rock. He scanned over the lizardfolk gathering, spying a few of his folk still engaging in rather vigorous rutting. Though most of them, himself included, were naked, fed, and sated. A sleek female named Houpe, fixed him with a sleepy grin and stretched out with a sigh. Fingers trailing down to her freshly seeded slit, idly playing over the mess Tesh had left her with mere moments before.

Houpe's eyes narrowed ever so slightly as she flicked her tongue towards him, "Think young will be strong?" The slender female stretched and rolled to lay her head on his thigh. "May take several tries to ensure eggs take."

Nails rasped over her neck and shoulder, drawing chesty rumbles from her, "Then we take several tries. Have hours, days even, to make sure we get strong ones."

She flicked her tongue towards him with a slight smirk and offered a mushroom. "Then we take."

Tesh didn't know her tribe, they had never crossed paths before in his travels. He had taken the time to talk with the others, since it was nice to meet up with other tribes. As things turned out, these were a lovely group of mushroom farmers. Houpe was a druid, much like he was, but while he dealt with dreams and the fey, she was far more focused on mushrooms.

As luck would have it, her tribe's harvest just happened to coincide with both the Gathering and breeding season. To make matters better, Houpe was _very_good at growing mushrooms.

He breathed out a pleased hum as he leaned in to nibble on the offered nibble. A slight smile splitting her maw as Houpe started to nibble on the other end. Savoring the rich, earthy flavors as it exploded across his senses. Tongue flicking out to sweep over her fingers. Meeting hers mid-lick, their eyes locking and narrowing ever so slightly. Hands sweeping over their necks and down as they leaned in. Muzzles locking with a deeper hum as their tongues wound and twined. Gleefully sharing the mushroom as they deepened the kiss. Her hands dropping along his chest and down to trail over his waist. While his moved to stroke her back. Nails rasping just hard enough to draw breathless pants from her as her body rocked. Tail inching higher as he toyed with her form.

Itisko, one of Houpe's tribe members, hummed and strummed over his instrument. The slow kiss breaking with twin grins from Tesh and Houpe. Both standing as a drum picked up with the strumming. Hands sliding over one another as the druidic pair began to move and slide around each other. Neither leading nor following as they started the near primal dance. Soft rumbles rolling about their chests before bubbling up into soft laughter. Houpe casting glances over her shoulder as Tesh slid up behind her. Hide and hands rasping over scaled hide in a way that sent jolts and tremors of pleasure through her. Breath coming in short, sharp gasps as his body scraped over hers.

Their motions drew them about the lazing lizardfolk. A few casting looks their way before attention returned to what they were doing. Houpe letting the music and feel of him flow through her. Guiding Tesh as her special growth mushrooms began to bubble through them. All while his hands and tail continued to lead her through some long-forgotten dance he had once seen in a dream-state.

Whatever the dance was and wherever it came from, the pair made it their own as they spiraled away from the group. Houpe slipping from his grasp and scampering off with a giggle. Tesh uttering a deep hiss as he playfully lumbered after.

As they moved and wound, the dancing light of her tribe's fire began to shift and spark. Colors separating and joining in rainbow hues. Tesh felt unbridled joy race up and down his spine as he followed after the female. Tongue flicking out to sample the air and her taste. Reaching for her, the lizardess twirling to grin at him. The gray-green of her hide dissipating into smoky after images as he reached for her. Her laugh rippling over him as her hands grasped his cheeks and pulled him in, "Easy," the words sprouted from her maw. Each one blossoming and brushing over his maw, "Do not want to sour your joy."

"Do not think joy could be soured," Tesh's words bubbled out, each one forming a bright bubble that popped off her unflinching maw. He leaned in to give her muzzle a nuzzle, only to have his snout pass through that smoky trail left behind. Teeth rasping off his throat a moment later as her laughter poured against his neck.

Houpe's gentle kiss turning into a soft bite and suckle, her lips curling about his neck as she hummed. Leg sliding over his hip and hooking at his tail base. Rumbles growing louder as he gasped and pulled her against him, their belly scales grating off one another. Her warm, inviting slit rubbing over his. Just that little brush more than enough to spread her warmth into him. The reptiles sharing it as his manhood began to slide free again.

Tesh groaned, Houpe answering with a whisper of her own as she suckled on his thick neck. Movement catching his eye and drawing his head around, a whisper of shadow sliding through the multi-colored streams of light. He blinked slowly as a shadow detached itself from the others and slunk forward. Blue-black fur stark against the shifting prism of light. Tentacles rolling from its shoulders lashing for a moment before calming, six legs carrying the beast smoothly forward before it stilled and stared at the lizard couple with glowing amber eyes. As it locked eyes with Tesh, its lips curled back just a little and its body seemed to blur and flicker.

"Hello, Kitty," he almost giggled.

Lips popped at his neck before Houpe turned to look, using the motion to nuzzle at him, "Whazzat?" she slurred before returning to her nuzzling and suckling on his neck.

"Mmmrrr," came the pleased groan as he found himself blinking and grinning, "Either your treat playing tricks, or is a displacer." His tongue flicked towards the creature as he arched into Houpe's form, tail lashing behind him. A combination of their druidic training and the delightful mushrooms leaving the pair utterly calm as they looked at the creature.

He melted into her touch as Houpe curled her fingers about his manhood, "Ooh," she let the words flow over him, "cannot decide if you are more excited for me, or it." When he had first approached and recognized her as a druid, they had spent time talking and sharing of secrets. Including some of his desires and longings. She flowed within his grasp, pressing the wide base of her tail back into his lap as she ground into him. "Tell me, friend, would you like to join us?"

The displacer's warning growl trailed off a little as the beast narrowed its eyes curiously. Houpe's fingers trailing over Tesh's arms before she started to move. Tesh sank with her, front practically glued to her back, until he was on all fours over the smaller lizardess. His chest rumbling quietly as he let his hand trail over her belly and down. Drawing a gasp from his partner as his fingers found her slit again. The lazy stroke and scratch of his claws over her privates making her grind against him slowly. Both druids uttering calm noises as they shifted as one.

A quiet huff from her paired with a soft rumble from him. Fingers sliding from her wet slit and back over his own hips. Tesh's tail swinging up and aside to reveal his pucker. Slick fingers readily probing his own hole with a shudder and rumble. Houpe once more rolling under him, looking up at the broader male with a wide grin. Fingers dipping into her own slit to gather her nectar for him. Spreading it over his member and up to play with his pucker.

Houpe watched from under her partner as the displacer beast, more curious than cautious now, padded over on whispery foot pads. From her position on the sandy floor, she could clearly see that this was a male beast, and an impressive one at that. Broad head sliding over the reptile's tail and in, sniffing at the slick pucker and her own digits. It pulled back, jaws opening enough to let it's tongue peek out before it took a deeper whiff. Houpe's rumbles matching Tesh's as she leaned up to nibble at his exposed throat, "I believe our friend likes my scent."

Tesh spared a glance back, seeing the shadowy creature shift and ripple behind him. Cocking his hips further to the side and uttering what he hoped would sound like a needy growl. Fingers stroking over Houpe's and gathering the offered lubrication before applying it to his own rear again.

A heavy paw fell to his back, then another as the displacer moved over him with a quiet growl. "Seems he does..." the druid huffed, leaning forward and lifting his hips further. Feeling the beast's second set of paws fall about his hips. The first moving higher to hook over his shoulders as it moved over him. A joyous sound rolling about his chest and out of his maw as the beast's backside rubbed over his. Matched by Houpe lifting her hips to grind against his manhood.

He let the heavy creature press him further into the sand as it pulled itself over him. The warmth of its plump sheath pressing to his backside. Short, probing grinds pressing the tip of its cock over his scaled backside. He was rather used to having to adjust for a more primal partner, rolling his hips just enough to meet the short bucks. Breath catching in his throat as the tip found purchase.

There was only a breath of hesitation before the displacer pressed forward with a snarl. Tesh's surprised gasp being cut off as his front was pressed further into the sand. At the same moment that it penetrated him, Houpe called on her magics to reshape the sand, lifting her rear up to drive Tesh's cock into her waiting both.

"So big," Tesh managed to huff as the creature shifted over him before curling its murder mittens over his thighs to dig deeper.

"Yesssss," Houpe hissed in agreement, flexing her tunnel around his cock and inviting it deeper. Scratching his chest and stomach, she rolled up until her slit met his, grinding his fat base against her entrance before dropping her hips. "Impressive," she rumbled as her teeth rasped on his neck again. "Nearly knocking at egg chamber."

Before he could rumble out his own reply, the displacer beast began to rock its hips. Slow and shallow at first as it adapted to the creature under him. Smaller than the mates it was used to, with a thicker tail, but no less eager.

Tesh hissed as the displacer beast's barbs rasped against his insides. Sending rippling jolts of pleasure coursing through him, only enhanced by the magically bolstered mushrooms. His cock jumped as the spines whispered over his prostate. The shift making Houpe gasp as he brushed her g-spot. A shudder tearing through her before her scaled belly clapped off his. Her tail whipping between the displacer beast's legs as she rubbed the underside across his.

Pinned in between a feral beast and a fey creature, Tesh did his best to rock between them. A shift of his hips inviting a warning growl from the displacer beast before heavy jaws closed onto his shoulder. The force of his thrust driving Tesh into Houpe with enough strength to drive her into the sands. Forcing a hiss from her as her teeth found his throat again, burying a moan into his neck.

A hot, fertile pussy gripped his cock, spreading juices over his length. The scent of the reptilian pair filling the air about them, mixing with the exotic musk of the fey creature over them. Heavy breathes puffing over his shoulder as the creature's pace increased. Either not realizing, or not caring, that the hole it was in was not receptive, it fell into a full breeding pace. The ferocity of which was only matched by the female under him. Houpe soon devolving into pleased and needy noises. Tesh letting his tail coil about hers as he drove himself down, using her press to drive himself back into the creature.

None of the trio expected to last long. The reptiles' bodies were singing with combined pleasures of the carnal tryst and the joyshroom. While the beast was a mere animal, intelligent though it was.

Tesh was the first to lose himself. Eyes rolling back as he uttered a coughing, rumbling call. Driving himself down into Houpe with a hard clap of hips against hers. The raw force of his thrust driving her further into the soft sand as he gave her another filling.

It was the clenching of his rear that set off the displacer beast. The instinctive call of a clenching, ready hole about his already twitching member that drove him forward. A snarling roar breaking free only to be smothered into the scaled shoulder as it buried teeth into the lizardfolk. Muscles rippling and jerking as its seed flooded the pinned druid.

Houpe reached her finish last of all. Arching with a somewhat smothered call as she shook under her druidic partner. Visions of his seed rushing her depths aired with the primal call over him. Tongue snaking from her maw as she shuddered and pressed up, pining Tesh between her and the beast.

A gasp and shudder ripped from the druid as the beast pulled out. His flared spines scraping over Tesh's insides and coaxing another heavy shot of seed from the dreamer. He watched from the corner of his eye as the displacer danced away a couple steps, form blurring once again, before it stopped and looked at the intertwined pair. Fully expecting the turn and snarl that female displacers had when he drew out. Yet this odd couple only slumped into the sand with distant rumbles. Pleased, the displacer beast simply dropped onto his side with a huff, watching the pair.

Tesh slowly extracted himself from the sand. Houpe's relaxed grip tight enough to draw her from the sand as well. Naked forms shaking the fine particles out with quiet huffs and rumbles. Both sharing a gentle moment. Kissing, petting, Houpe uttering some words under her breath as she brushed fingers over the sluggishly bleeding shoulder. Dull, rock-colored moss spreading over the bite marks. Pulsing with soft warmth for a moment before falling away, leaving the flesh unscathed.

Staying on all fours, Tesh approached the beast with a low rumble. The beast only watching curiously as the reptiles approached, the smaller female still clinging to the male's underside. He breathed a chuff and flopped out fully. Seemingly inviting them over to pillow their heads against his flank. The trio taking a moment to breath and relax, enjoying one another's company before the next round.

--Some Hours Later--

Kas was certain that this was going to be the way he died. Not only had Ital and Atag taken turns with him whenever they found the energy, but now they had been joined by Garnet and a pair of pantheresses. The gray wolf groaned up into the vixen's pussy, tongue lapping over her folds and drawing quiet, deep pants from her. The silvery-black mound grinding into his muzzle as she leaned forward, nibbling on Atag's tongue.

Atag and Micarlin had pinned Kas to the ground. Their legs draping and wrapping over each other's so they could press their incredibly warm pussies to either side of his cock. Atag's several-times bred slit grinding sloppily against him. Contrasting sharply with Mica's smooth, perfectly groomed minge.

Growling moans stole his attention away for a moment. Kas looking to his side as Garnet shifted, giving him but a second to breathe. Zeerith's form had shifted, turning into a darker, mirrored form of Atag's heavy gnollish form. The changeling hunching over the gnoll, biting his neck as she pounded her member, a larger version of Kas', into his waiting rear. Ital having a look of sheer bliss on his face as he rocked back.

He only had a breath of time to see this before Garnet set back down with a moaned, "Ahh... fuck!" the vixen cried out happily.

"Well," a deep voice rumbled nearby, "I must say this is a surprise."

Garnet's rear ground into Kas' muzzle as she shifted, "H-hey..." she bit back a moan and shuddered as Kas' tongue lapped over her clit,"Sssss-sulbor."

The bronze dragonborn chuckled, "Good evening, Garnet. Pleasure to see you again, Zeerith." A moment of hesitation as the dragonborn craned his head and rumbled quietly. "And is that Kas under there? Why I barely recognized him with all you beautiful women atop him. Are you alive down there?"

With most of his body thusly pinned to the ground, ready cock pinned between two very eager females, all Kas could do was manage a thumbs up. Even that was shaky as his knotted length began to throb. He actually went cross-eyed as Mica shifted, her next smooth roll easily plunging his swollen length into her silky insides an instant before he started to cum. Allowing a few shots of his seed to paint her depths before drawing back as to let Atag roughly drop herself onto Kas' member.

Sulbor laughed, "Well, that is good." He slapped his knees, "I am going to gather some refreshments. Anything you may want me to return with?"

A bed and a week's rest would be nice, Kas thought but couldn't say. "Oh you are loving it, Farm Boy," Eluna teased him in his mind.

"Seed Cakes!" Reap called as she rode Virr's beak, the pair lounging atop a pile of shifting cushions.

The deep voice rumbled an affirmative, "I shall return briefly." Kas watching the dragonborn walk towards the long, low tables. His voice reaching Kas' ear in a soft whisper, "And I feel you have some stories to share when I can free you from your lady friends."

"What can I say," he panted into Garnet's pussy, knowing that the bard would hear him through magical means, "adventuring is hard work."