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Erin screamed, her body trembling, drool rolling out of her mouth and fluids leaking from between her legs.

Cynwrig's surprised yelping cry mingled with my friend's ejaculation. His voice rang out in waves of wheezing shouts, no doubt in time to each spurt that erupted from his beetle-hood.

When the two collapsed into a pile on the floor, they made for a scrumptious sight, but I knew it was not my place to slide on up to them and take my pleasure.

Sighing, and with his eyes dull in a post-orgasmic haze, Cynwrig spoke up. “The… the insect kingdoms…? W-why? I left there to make my name… to become a hero."

Tik Tik chuckled at those words. She snapped her fingers, flicking her wrist toward the two lovers. “Eshere should clean them up while Tik Tik explain."

I asked her if that was absolutely appropriate, my core throbbing with that latent need, my mind flashing back to the sight of Maram tied up and how ready I was to drain him dry. It made me think about how willing I was at this moment to do the same to my friend, despite never doing any such thing to her at all.

Steepling her fingers, the kobold continued. “There are no heroes here," she began, her speech shifting from that usual cuteness to a more suave, controlled tone flowing into her birth language. “We are simple creatures, one and all, tied to the material world and shackled, like Maram, to our earthly desires. Try as we might, we cannot fight against the urges that maintain the continuity of our existence, little more than we can fight the way that the Sun rises and falls or the seasons pass.

“We are afforded precious little time here in the world, and our understanding of it, no matter how vast, shall never be complete. Each of us has been dealt a hand by fate."

She lifted from the makeshift seat and stepped forward, her toes clicking against the floor as she settled herself to stand by the two impromptu lovers. She squatted down, patting her clawed hand against Cynwrig's panting cheek.

“Those of us with sexual needs cannot live without them the same that those of us with the need for food or water can deny them. Try as we might to reach higher and loftier goals, the fact remains the same: We are creatures of the physical world, and the way we experience things is physically."

She cupped Cynwrig's face and brought him in, opening her mouth and sliding his face against hers, her tongue invading him.

The beetle tensed up but soon relaxed, only to gasp, his tongue lulling out when she pulled her mouth away from him.

Tik Tik stood, motioning to the two lovers as she matched eyes with mine. “But because we are enslaved to our mortal bodies, it doesn't mean we cannot find ways to make our necessities for survival more enjoyable for each of us. Partake, Eshere, and I shall explain."

Her commanding tone and the sultry flicker of her eyes was enough to break down my defenses. For the first time, I slid up to Erin, pressing a gelatinous tongue along her lips, lapping up her saliva, delving into her mouth for more.

And Erin returned the favor, deepening the kiss, sharing with me the desires that had built up within her since her first sexual awakening.

Tik Tik continued. “I've found what makes me happy, just like Baker found what made him happy." She switched to the common tongue, speaking to Cynwrig as she stroked his antennae. “Tik Tik and Baker have agreement, but Tik Tik need help Baker get to Insect Kingdoms. Tik Tik never been, so need someone who has to go there with Tik Tik. Cynwrig promised follow Tik Tik, ye?"

Cynwrig, shuddering, panting, lowering his head, spoke up. “Y… yes, m… miss Tik… Tik…"

“So, Cynwrig listen to Tik Tik and take her and friends to the Insect Kingdoms, ye?"

“Yes, Tik Tik."

“And together, Cynwrig take Tik Tik to the Flower Valley there."

He tensed up at that mention. “T… the Flower Valley, but… that's where…"

Tik Tik squeezed his antenna. His hands clasped around his groin. Biting his lip, he stopped his complaining.

Tik Tik cooed and pet over his head. “Yep, yep, yep," she said, placing a little snoot boop upon his forehead. “The Flower Valley. Baker and Tik Tik have need to go there, and Cynwrig get real reward if he do exactly what Tik Tik want.

While massaging Erin's breasts, pinning my friend down to the floor, and spreading my ooze between her legs, I could not keep my attention away from Tik Tik's demonstration of confidence and domination. How much was Cynwrig's compliance to her from the horniness spurred by Maram's magic? How much was it Cynwrig's sense of honor? How much was because of his need to be bossed around?

I knew then and there by the fact that I was giving Erin the time of her life, exploring her human desires and the pleasures that her very-much-human body could share that Tik Tik had devised this situation, whether by careful planning or by taking advantage of the case that had presented her. Either way, it was that day that I gained a much more profound understanding of the wizard.

That day, I realized that Tik Tik would become a master mage—devious, intelligent, and respected, perhaps even feared, throughout the land and history.

And I had become a player in history from my own volition or by her careful craftiness.

Little did I know the next adventures we would be having together would be some of the most fun I had for years to come, and it's all thanks to following Tik Tik and her boundless curiosity.

After all, how was I supposed to know that a simple trip to pick up groceries and learn about culture would lead to the ruin and rise of kingdoms?

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But that, my readers, is a story best suited for another time. For now, I leave you with these thoughts: Tik Tik has lived a long time, and she has accumulated so much knowledge. Her life has had successes and failures, as well as many beautiful decisions and terrible mistakes. But, that is what life is filled with. Tik Tik knew that the best way to summarize Tik Tik was that she was, and is, a kobold who wanted nothing more than to fill her life with adventure.