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Word travels fast outside of the City of Anteronia. When the word came out that a certain pink kobold had made a stir at one of the largest parties that the city has ever had, I knew I had to find her again.

We had met before. Our encounter was just a quick fling to Tik Tik, but to me, it was the beginning of my new life. Thanks to Tik Tik, I finally dared to ask Madelyn out, and I finally had the chance to have a girl with me.

Our relationship was short, but it was enjoyable. Madelyn moved on, and I had to, too. So, I looked towards the big city, and to the idea of meeting Tik Tik again. When I finally got there, I was unprepared for what I would learn about myself and about the world at large. It makes me shiver just to recall that time in my life.

I was, when my story began, just a regular bar hand. Not even a maid or a wench, because I am a man. Plenty of people made fun of me for my profession back home, but work is work, and the pay was good when adventurers loosen their tongues and spread their coin. There were, of course, those who would want to solicit extra services from me, but I would shy away from the men who requested my company, no matter how much they paid. Even after Tik Tik came into my life, I felt I still had my own personal limits.

Now, I am one of those adventurers, and I begin to notice the charm of any company that would lend an ear after a long time on the road. Now, I have the tales that I whisper into the ears of maids and the occasional bar boy. I may not share their desires, but I understood their loneliness.

My real revelations came to me when I went to Anteronia. My travels took me to an older part of town, where the so-called poor lived. Even the most destitute of Anteronians have more than anyone in my village could ever hope. Even the homeless have the shelter of archways and the charity of neighbors. Back home, we only had our own work to support us.

The houses are so crowded, and they line down the street in neatly organized planning, one after another. It was in one of these towering, dual-floored buildings that I was told that Tik Tik had stayed. So, it was in that house that I decided to travel and find the truth.

I knocked on the door, feeling I was ready for anything when kobold scholar was involved.

I was mistaken.

The door swung open, and I prepared to speak about the kobold. I was not greeted by any owner. Instead, I was hit by a blast of hot air, like the sigh of a giant. I peered into the dark room beyond the threshold, wondering if I missed the owner, when suddenly, the porch lifted from under me, shoving me tumbling into the maw of the entryway.

I fell onto the floor, but instead of wooden boards, I fell upon something moist and wriggling. I tried to push myself free, but the surface forced me down against the floor like I was a morsel in some giant monster's tongue.

In fear, I shouted for Tik Tik, hoping this was some trick made by the wizard, but the answer I received was not what I expected.

A nearby chair melted and shifted until it transformed into the image of Tik Tik's face. I am not afraid to say I shrieked, but the voice of the kobold shushed me. I did not heed it, and instead, I cried, “this house has eaten you. Now it's going to eat me. Oh, my gods!"

To my surprise, the voice that responded was no longer Tik Tik's, but someone completely unfamiliar. It explained to me that its name was Sis and that Tik Tik had stayed with her.

After hearing these words, I strangely calmed. Tik Tik apparently kept strange company, but a house?

Feeling my weight lessen, Sis let go of me. The two of us hit it off pretty well—well enough that we learned from each other. She was a sort of creature that could mimic the look of different things, mostly objects. Still, she could take on some forms similar to people, though they were not fully formed or made of exotic building materials. I admitted it wasn't too pleasing, but then she offered me a solution.

“Close your eyes," she said.

I decided there was nothing wrong with that, so I closed my eyes. Sis yanked off my pants, but I remained flaccid. Tendrils wrapped around my legs, spreading me apart. I made more girlish cries that day than I'd care to admit. My shock quickly melted into satisfaction when the tightest, warmest hole wrapped itself around me, sucking upon my shaft and bobbing along it. I thought Tik Tik was tight, but this was something else, indeed.

The fleshy growths held onto me, and I thrust up into the unknown hole, gasping and grunting. I dripped with sweat and just kept thrusting and thrusting.

The house groaned and creaked, and I wondered if that meant Sis was having fun, too, but I was gonna nut, and I wanted her to know how much I thought it felt good. “S... Sis!" I gasped. “I'm gonna… I'm gonna look!"

“Oh, no, please. Don't ruin it!" Sis whined.

“It can't be… It can't be that bad!" I shouted. “I wanna see you when I nut!"

She continued to pleasure me, but she did not respond to my gesture. For the longest time, I continued to hold on against her, to not burst, but when I felt nature calling, I opened up one eye, ever so slightly.

The scream that came from me was girlier than the last one by far, and the mix of shock and awe and embarrassment. I passed out then and there, but the image of what I saw has forever been burned into my memory. Because, when I released my white-hot load, the face that was covered in spunk was none other than my own!