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It was a dark time for a while as those called The Infested had spread from a single piece of gear that had been found in a long-forgotten temple. The adventuring party that had found it were quickly overwhelmed by the cursed armor and it didn't take long before the influence had spread. It had been insidious at first but when the first major outbreak of infested gear happened in a small town it sparked panic across the kingdom. Within the first few months several villages had succumbed to these infested creatures and it was quickly starting to build into a critical mass that threatened the entire kingdom.

But in the wake of the blight that was spreading through the land a call to action was brought about and every skilled magic user and warrior was commissioned in order to drive back the hoard. Though the infestation had spread significantly the power of those gathered was far greater, and while The Infested had powers of their own it was nothing compared to the highest orders of the guilds that had come together. Within a matter of weeks the campaign had not only stopped the progression of the hoard but also quickly pushed it back, either destroying the infested or using cleric magic to cleanse the infestation from their bodies. Eventually they had managed to beat back The Infested to the point where those that were transformed had scattered to the winds after their last stronghold was completely broken.

The last major battle happened in the forests that surrounded the mountains near the original infestation point. The combined forces drove back The Infested into the mountains and as they continued to hunt down those that wore the cursed armor it soon drew down the numbers until there was only one. As they chased the corrupted foxbold higher up the mountain however a blizzard hit and caused them to disappear. The warriors and clerics attempted to try and find the creature after the snowstorm passed but when no signs of life could be found the groups assumed that the first and final Infested had met their demise up in the mountains.

That theory seemed to be confirmed when weeks turned into months, and then finally years with no sign of the creature in sight. Once they had successfully hunted down the last of the infested creatures, whom had turned feral with the loss of their progenitor, the plague of the cursed armor had been considered won. Villages that had been razed were soon rebuilt and eventually even the area where the final battle had happened was once more opened to public scouting. Since it was mostly wilderness there wasn't enough to attract most people to check it out, but nearly a decade after The Infested had graced the land there was a small group that started up the overgrown battlefield.

The leader currently was a wolf man named Sangor that carefully ran his hand through the loose soil mixed with snow before standing back up. The ranger's ears twitched as he continued to scan the area while the cold winds of the mountain blew through his fur. "No one has been up here for a very long time," Sangor said as a cloaked black-scaled dragoness named Neffi came up next to him. "Been a long time since the Infested purges."

"The infested purges?" A snow leopard named Jax said as he brought up the rear by climbing up the overgrown crater.

"Oh yes, you just recently came from the Silver Shores," Neffi stated as she put up the hood of her cloak to help protect her from the elements. "The Infested was some sort of cursed armor or something, lots of tentacles that took people over. It's hard to believe that this place was the scene of some horrific battle against blighted creatures, this place would be serene if it wasn't for the bitter cold."

"Well as interesting as that little history lesson is I am much more concerned on where the dragon we were chasing ran off to," Jax replied as he looked over at Sangor. "Don't suppose you caught his scent yet ranger?"

"Not yet sorcerer," Sangor huffed as he looked around.

"The last village saw him fly up in this direction so he has to be nearby," Neffi reported. "Most of these mountains are rough even for dragons and this sniveling little coward wouldn't scuff his pretty little scales just to outrun some debt. Probably thought that the stigma around this place might deter us from following."

The feline mage just shook his head and motioned for the other two to keep moving. While Jax wasn't from around the area the other two were a small team of bounty hunters that specialized in tracking in wilderness areas. Normally it was just the two of them but considering how much debt this dragon was into the snow leopard was ready to forgive it in exchange for... harvesting certain parts. The two weren't paid to ask questions as they continued to make their way up the mountains.

A few hours later the three had breached through the tree line and made their way up towards the rocky incline of the mountain, and as they did Sangor found himself groaning internally. There were a few caves that they were facing and while most were rather small a few would be big enough for a dragon to hide in. To make matters worse as they got up even higher the ranger could smell a storm on the wind, which was punctuated by the dark clouds that were starting to move in on the otherwise clear skies. It was moving fast... and when the dragoness came up next to him and gave him a worried look she also knew the truth.

There was no getting off the mountain before that storm hits.

With Jax already being slow to start they would have to hunker down in one of the caves until the storm would pass. Although the snow leopard was clearly displeased about having to break off the search of the deadbeat dragon he had enough sense to follow the experts that he had hired. As they scouted a few locations that they had in range by the time they figured out which one was best snow had already started to fall around them and the temperature began to drop. As the skies darkened and it felt like it had just gone from day to night as the winds whipped around them.

When the three got inside the druid and ranger brushed the snow from their cloaks once they were far enough in to get away from the elements. The one they had chosen went particularly deep and it was unlikely this high up that they would find something like local fauna, though the dragoness was more than capable of dissuading any potential problems in that regard. That just meant that they would have to deal with the boredom that came with being stuck up on a mountain for a few days. It wouldn't be the first time that Neffi and Sangor would have to wait and he could only hope that it would also keep the dragon here as well.

A few hours later they had a crackling fire going and had set up a fairly decent camp to hunker down in. "I'm going to explore a few of these other tunnels to make sure we won't be disturbed during the night," Sangor stated as he pointed to Neffi. "I want you to try and figure out how long this storm is going to take and maybe cultivate a little food for us."

"Need me to do anything?" Jax asked as Sangor got his short sword ready.

"Just make sure that you stick around with Neffi," Sangor instructed. "You're our client so we'll take care of you, just try to make our job as easy as possible. Once I come back maybe we can look at how we'll be taking care of dinner."

The snow leopard just nodded and sat down to look through a large tome that Sangor guessed was his spell book. While he could think of things that Jax could do to help Neffi out neither he nor the dragoness wanted to hear him complain about it. The last thing he wanted to be was stuck in a cave with an agitated client for potentially a few days as he started to walk into the next cavern. Even as he got into the darkness of the cave he could hear Neffi starting to chant in order to use her power to determine the weather.

It didn't take long before the wolf found himself finding a few dead ends, the cave system not terribly big as he made his way back. That was a good thing; while it was unlikely that anything was up there due to the remote location it wouldn't be the first time someone or something made a home or nest in such a place. It meant a few dull days waiting for the storm to pass but that was something he preferred over excitement as he went down the last tunnel he had marked. As he walked into this one however he did notice that there was a temperature change in the air, a warmth billowing up slightly that was enough for him to take out his sword.

With the torch crackling above his head Sangor carefully went down further until the tunnel terminated into a small stone cave, but what he saw there nearly caused him to drop both his slight source and his weapon. It looked like some sort of black cocoon of flesh, though from the light glinting off of it the texture looked more like the stone it was anchored too. Tentacles had branched off of several walls and more concernedly it looked like there was something inside. It was... humanoid, female from the body shape and covered in some sort of scales or potentially chitin that obscured its otherwise draconic nature.

Sangor knew better than to approach such an anomaly alone and left the cave, coming back a few minutes later with Neffi and Jax both in tow. "By the gods..." Jax gasped as the two caught sight of the cocoon for the first time. "What is that?"

"I've never seen anything like this," Neffi replied as she took a few steps closer, maintaining a careful distance while illuminating it with fire that radiated from her palm. "Whatever this is it's not natural, otherwise I would have sensed it. The hard casing also seems to have prevented me from sensing its life signs, though this close up I can tell you there's something alive in there."

"That's impossible," Sangor said, but as he was about to go on the cocoon pulsated as though to defy his words while everyone took a step back. "Or not, I suppose. The question is what do we do with it?"

"That is a good question," Neffi said as they saw the figure within start to shift about, seeing a clawed hand start to push out. "Whatever we decide though we have to do it soon, it seems our presence is activating it. Do you think that it's a relic of The Infested?"

Sangor just shook his head and as Neffi once more explained to Jax about what she knew when it came to the world altering event the wolf continued to eye it up wearily. He wasn't one for just killing something outright but if it was something from those times it would be their best hope. The Infested had been all but eradicated during the last conflict and the last thing he wanted to do was bring that terror back into the world, not to mention share the same fate as those monsters. When he asked Jax if he had some sort of evil detection spell the wizard shook his head before Neffi mused that even if he did it might not show as such if the creature was instinct driven instead of evil.

From the look on Neffi's face the dragoness was just as conflicted on straight up killing something they knew nothing about and decided to go on the defensive. Between their two magic users they were able to set up wards and barriers that would help prevent the creature from straight up attacking them as Sangor readied his bow. By this point the cocoon was actively pulsating and writhing and as the three stood there at the ready the skin of it suddenly tore open and a clawed hand pushed out. As the creature emerged the ranger realized he had been partially right in his assessment; the hand was covered in a thick black set of scales, but it looked more like armor than anything natural as he readied his arrow...

A loud gasp escaped Asra's mouth as she felt the air hit her body for the first time in ages. While in her cocoon the tentacle armor that had infested her had sensed the presence of others and knew that they would be discovered, which prompted them to leave their safe haven. Several smaller tendrils emerged from the thick plates that covered her foxbold body to help facilitate her extraction and as she slid out the walls that had encased her began to deteriorate. By the time her feet hit the ground the leather-like exterior of the cocoon she had called home was turning to dust.

What she saw once she had managed to regain her senses was something that she had somewhat expected. Three adventurers were staring her down, the wolf with his bow drawn and pointed straight at her while the other two had their hands up to cast what she suspected was some sort of magic. "I... don't want to harm you..." Asra managed to say once she had found her voice, her tongue and throat struggling slightly to form the words after having a tentacle supplying her with air shoved down it for so long.

"Seems to be intelligent," Jax observed as the spell he had at the ready caused his fur to stand on end.

"She's also infested," Neffi replied as Asra stretched her body. "That armor on her is not only living but full of tentacles. She gets close to you and you'll be wearing the same thing while under its thrall."

"No... no wait," Asra quickly stated as she waved her hands in the air. "I understand if you don't trust me, I get it, but if you'll let me explain I can tell you that I've had a lot of time for us to contemplate our situation."

Though it was clear that the group was still on edge Asra watched the wolf with the bow slowly release the tension on his string before being told to talk. The foxbold told them everything, partially to stay alive and also because these were the first voices she interacted with that didn't belong to the armor. She told them the truth; that she was not only an infested but the first, finding a piece of cursed armor in an ancient temple before spreading it to her party and then to the surrounding area. She had admitted that she was enthralled by it, that it had a primal an instinctual nature to spread that was no doubt instilled into it by those that created the armor in the first place.

When war was declared on the infested and she was pushed back up into the mountains Asra exclaimed that she had gotten enough sense back to realize she had made a terrible mistake. After seeing the destruction of those that she had created and being chased up to this cave her armor knew that they would have no chance of surviving in the outside world. When the blizzard allowed them to obscure their tracks she had gone into the first cave she found and did the only thing that they could think of and hid. The armor formed into the cocoon in order to preserve its host and after getting the date from the wolf she realized that they had remained that way for three long years.

"So you had a change of heart but it was already too late," Neffi said once Asra finished her story. "But what's to stop your armor from taking control of you again and resuming the spread of the infested once more?"

Asra chuckled at that and found a nearby stone to sit down, her strength still recovering as she found that entangling vines had crawled up her legs during their conversation to no doubt stop her. "My armor and I have come to a bit of an understanding on that regard," Asra said as she rubbed the supple black leather between the metal plates and saw the tentacles slither about underneath it. "It's had a few years to evolve and seems to realize that spreading and infesting everything is not viable, which to be fair it has now tried twice and failed."

Sangor looked at the other two and they could see the mix of emotions on their face that he was also feeling as Asra continued to sit there passively. From the sound of it this armor... learned its lesson? But it was possible that it was also a deception, even if it wasn't the usual mode of infestation this type of creature seemed to have. "If that's the case and its no longer interested in infesting creatures," Sangor asked. "What are its intentions going forward?"

"Protecting me, it seems," Asra stated as she rose up a hand and the leather morphed into a set of tentacles that wrapped around her fingers. "I was the first and last host and in those years together we have bonded to the point where its hard to distinguish who is what." Neffi gasped slightly and Asra chuckled at that before standing up again. "Don't worry, the feeling is mutual and after seeing what I saw I have no intention of letting that happen again."

Once more the group looked at one another and Sangor could see in the others what he was feeling too, that he actually believed her. After a bit of discussion between the three both him and Neffi wanted to keep a careful eye on Asra but let her go, and though Jax wasn't as on board he eventually caved and let down his magic wards. As they dropped their defenses the ranger continued to keep his own guard up just in case this was a rouse with his hand ready on his sword. With the entanglement gone and the infested foxbold able to move around again she thanked them both and asked if they had any food.

After confirming with their druid that the storm would only be for a day or two at most Sangor said that he would be happy to share their supplies in exchange for an in-depth look at what happened with the infested. Since neither he nor the others in his group had been at the front lines of the war the only thing he had heard was stories that filtered back to them through the mouths of drunken braggards. Asra was more than happy to tell them, especially as they gave her part of the meal that they had been preparing. Even as she talked while they ate all three of their gazes couldn't help but be fixated on that armor that covered her entire body as it swelled and shifted from the creatures within that the foxbold seemingly ignored.

As evening turned to night the sounds of conversation turned to silence save for the whistling of the wind that could be heard faintly from the storm outside. They had finished eating and Asra had gone quiet, staring at the fire while the others tried not to look. Between the mountain climb and finding a long lost alien creature the three were exhausted and needed to get some sleep. Normally Sangor wouldn't bother with watches given their current location the inclusion of Asra warranted that someone kept an eye on her in case her or that armor wasn't forthcoming in their true intentions.

Sangor took the first watch and the other two didn't fight him on that, Neffi took the second one since she needed the least sleep between them with Jax bringing up the rear. When he offered a bedroll to Asra the foxbold replied that she had technically been asleep for the last three years and would probably stay up the entire night. Though that put the wolf on edge she had continued to remain rather passive and showed no signs of deception or aggression. The ranger wished the two good night and set himself up where he could see the camp as well as the tunnels leading to it while the others quickly settled in and passed out.

For the first few hours Sangor sat in silence, moving only to refresh the fire so that they could keep the cold of the night at bay. With the blizzard in full force they had to rely on their druid to provide them with more so he rationed it out as best he could while also watching the foxbold. She was an enigma... the host to infested armor, a threat to the entire kingdom as she extended her blight across the land. Was it really possible that she had quelled that destructive instinct to infest others while up in her mountain refuge?

For a while the wolf had become so lost in his thoughts that he failed to realize that Asra had moved until she was next to him. "Whoa," Sangor said as he instinctively reached for his blade, only to stop himself as the foxbold sat on a nearby rock. "Sorry, force of habit, plus you can be quite quiet when you want to be."

"I was a rogue in a past life," Asra replied with a slight grin. "The armor helps with that as well. Anyway I didn't mean to startle you, I just wanted to thank you for not killing me on sight and giving me a chance to state my case."

"Well just don't make me regret that and we're fine," Sangor stated, watching as her armor looked more normal than before. "So how much control do you have over that?"

"It's grown more in my interment up here," Asra explained as the faux black leather retreated, showing off her feminine blue-scaled form including her face while the armor formed into straps across her chest and hips. The rest of the leather and metal became a set of gauntlets and grieves as the wolf found himself blushing slightly at seeing the foxbold for the first time without the armor... or any other clothing for that matter. "The tentacles still enjoy stimulating me but unlike my first time donning the armor I can converse with people without being completely aroused."

Completely aroused was saying something, Sangor feeling a blush rise in his cheeks as he looked at her exposed snatch between her legs. The foxbold appeared to have no compunctions about being completely nude and when he could tell she caught him looking it just brought a smirk to her lips. He quickly turned his head away and coughed as he asked a different question to change the subject. Throughout the conversation she didn't revert back to normal and after not having had some time to himself during this trip he found his own pent-up libido starting to rise.

"You seem distracted," Asra said, Sangor turning back towards her as he saw her staring at him. "If you would like I could more properly thank you for helping me out up here, something that I'm sure you would enjoy."

It didn't take much for Sangor to discern what she meant by that, especially as she leaned forward and put her leather-coated hand on his thigh. "Oh... I don't know about all that," Sangor replied as he found himself caught between his cautiousness and his arousal. "I mean, you seem nice, but you did almost cause the complete infestation of the entire world."

"That is a fair point," Asra replied with a chuckle, the reaction causing Sangor to breathe a sigh of relief despite himself. "I understand and won't press the matter, but for what its worth I assure you that I have no intention of making you like the infested from before. To be honest after being locked away in this mountain cave seeing you three made the tentacles inside the armor have to push into my maw to silence me as I was pleasuring myself."

So that's why she got so quiet... as Sangor continued to muse he found that his normal warning bells were not quite as effective at making him stray from what would be considered a dangerous situation. With seeing her practically naked he found himself letting his thoughts stray, especially as she made no move towards him. "I want to trust you, I really do," Sangor stated, trying to adjust himself to avoid showing his arousal anymore. "But even if I wanted to the others are right there and I don't want to wake them with the noise, and I'm not going off to some random cave with you and leaving the others exposed."

"I actually have a way to handle that," Asra explained as she held something out in her hand, Sangor looking down to see a muzzle mask with a bandana cloth around it. "It's actually another part of my way of saying thank you for trusting me and as a gift; this will not only make your breathing silent but also filter out any toxins or anything you may breathe in, my way of protecting you like you've done for me. I know that it would require even more trust for you to put something like this on your face so I won't be offended if you decline."

Sangor nodded as he found the item being put into his hands. If he didn't know any better he would have assumed it was a simple black leather face covering that rangers and rogues alike used to hide their features and quiet their breathing, but even as he held it he could see something wiggle within. As he examined it more closely the foxbold just leaned back and let the armor cover her body again, save for her chest and groin to continue to entice him. If Neffi had been up she would have smacked him in the back of the head for what he was thinking about doing next as he started to put the mask up towards his face.

As he did Asra explained as part of her showing that her word was true that the mask would remain inert unless commanded. Sangor asked how that was possible and she said the tendrils would form a link to his mind, something that caused him to be wearier, and that he could even speak with her telepathically if he so chose. The idea of this thing in his brain didn't make the decision easier but true to her word as he put it up against his muzzle he didn't feel anything happen. The muzzle had a strap that went over his ears and behind his neck and as he slid them into place he pulled out a mirror and looked at himself.

No tentacles yet... when he put his hood up the only thing that was exposed was his eyes as the supple black leather pressed against his fur. Part of him thought that he should wake Neffi for this in case it started to infest him but she would just tell him that he was being rash and impulsive yet again. He knew that this could end poorly for him but there was something about this foxbold that had him throwing caution to the wind as he quietly pulled down his pants. Asra just nodded silently at his show of willingness and began to stroke his exposed thighs, causing his already half-hard member to twitch as he pulled his shirt off as well.

With the touch of those gauntlet-clad fingers he found that the leather was soft like the mask, causing him to let out a slight groan as he laid back in only his cloak. As he continued to look in the mirror for any kind of infestation he didn't see it and as he looked at himself he found himself pulling up the hood just to complete the effect. He looked... rather intriguing, though the mask did make it a bit hard to breathe through the thick material he hardly even recognized himself in it. Suddenly he felt a surge of pleasure and looked down to see that the foxbold had started to stroke against his shaft, smirking at him admiring himself as he put down the mirror to the side.

"What do you think?" Asra asked as she slowly crawled up his chest, rubbing against his nipples under the fur and causing him to groan.

"It's... nice," Sangor replied, trying to stifle the sounds that he was making as he heard one of the other two shuffle a bit in their sleep. "A little hard to breathe in, and not as muffling as you had mentioned. At this rate they're going to wake up and see us."

"Then it's probably for the best if you actually activate the mask," Asra replied with a smirk. "Just think about being silent and utilizing the mask to breathe and it will do the rest, and if you don't trust it then retracting it is a similar thought. It should have attuned to you by now so the control is in your hands, you've already trusted me this far so a little more wouldn't hurt."

Though the ranger wasn't quite sure about that he found a different head doing the thinking for him. Asra had manifested her own hood and mask over her face, the tentacles forming around her muzzle until it was completely sealed up, and as she began to rub her pussy against his cock he could see her breathing increase. This was insane... but the mask hadn't done anything to him yet and if she wanted to do something to him it wouldn't be hard in the compromising position he was in. He had already taken a risk tonight, and with his maleness straining from the stimulation he was getting he finally gave in and mentally commanded the mask to render him silent.

Almost immediately the inside of the faux black leather began to shift and squirm, feeling the tendrils moving about around his muzzle that it covered. For a few moments he trembled but as he looked into the radiant blue and black eyes of the foxbold on top of his body he didn't retract them like he was about to. Though the tentacles seemed to hesitate on his uncertainty he took that as a sign and relaxed himself, which as he did he began to feel something push past his lips. It was a tentacle, and as it started to spread his jaws open he could feel smaller tendrils wrapping around his teeth and tongue as well.

For this not being an cursed item that was about to infest him it sure felt like it, Sangor thought to himself, but by this point Asra had leaned back and was starting to press the tip of his quivering shaft against her folds. The pleasure that came from it almost overrode the bizarre sensations he was feeling in his mouth as the biggest of the tentacles pushed down deeper, eventually slithering its way into the back of his throat before pressing downwards. When he tried to let out a grunt from feeling it pushing down he found himself unable to make much of a noise except from deep in his throat.

It had silenced him pretty efficiently, though as Asra leaned forward and petted him on his covered muzzle he suddenly felt something else that caused his eyes to twitch. It was two more smaller tentacles and as they pushed into his nostrils he felt completely plugged. When he couldn't breathe he was about to make the mental command for them to retract, only to feel air flood inside his nasal cavities even while they were still pushing in. The mask was supplying him with air... and it didn't even have the damp, musty smell of the cave they were staying in as Asra slid back more and started to envelop his cock with her pussy.

When that first wave of pure bliss from his groin hit he found himself trying to let out a loud groan of pleasure, but instead nothing came out of his gagged maw. Even though it was strange to feel a tentacle deep down into his throat Sangor didn't make a sound even as she began to ride his cock. It was amazing, his marveling even bringing his thoughts above the pleasure that came from the foxbold slowly sliding down his shaft. Even as he could feel other tentacles from her start to slither around his legs and up between them towards his tailhole he was just amazed at how quiet he could be.

A squeeze from the inner walls of the woman had Sangor look up at Asra, and when he did he could see her start to sign out something in a language he recognized as rogue sign. Though he wasn't well versed it in himself he knew enough that he wanted to talk to her, but when he gave the command to remove the mask and felt it start to retract she quickly shook her head and motioned to stop. The wolf just looked at her in question and as she sat half-impaled on his member she signed for him to concentrate on his ears as a way to communicated, or at least that's what he thought it meant. He was so inundated with pleasure at the moment that he just nodded and thought about wanting to talk to Asra to see what she wanted to say.

As the foxbold slowly continued to slide down his shaft she could see the mask reacting again, this time around the straps as tiny tendrils spread from them where the wolf's ears were. Once more she could feel Sangor panic underneath her as he could feel them sliding inside but when she told him to hold and he could hear her words it was enough to stop them. "What... what is this?" Sangor asked, his mouth not moving and making no sounds.

"It's how the infested used to talk to one another," Asra said, feeling the ranger shudder once more. "Do not worry, it's not going inside your brain but manipulating your ears to hear what I have to say. The tentacles are translating for us so that we can talk even with the gag in place and they won't hinder your hearing, if anything they'll make it better."

While the words that echoed in the mind of the wolf were somewhat reassuring they seemed to do little to ease his agitation at having tentacles squirming around in his ears, though the sex they were having definitely helped. He was starting to thrust upwards into her as he was fully engulfed by her pussy, the tentacles that were around her body slithering down to coil around his sack and stimulate that as well. More were heading to his tailhole and when she could see that the pleasure was getting the better of him she allowed one to slip inside. Once more he jumped, this time at the sudden insertion as he was spread open by something he had not expected.

But as the seconds passed and Sangor didn't feel any different the wolf found himself almost forgetting that there was a tentacle in his mouth in the first place. The only thing that reminded him was the silence that surrounded the two save for the sounds of their bodies slapping against one another as she took him from tip to root. Soon they switched positions to make thing easier with Asra leaning over a rock while the one on top of her was thrusting in and out. If it wasn't for the mask on his face he would be panting heavily as he could hear the moans that came from the foxbold he was stretching open.

"Oh Sangor, you're a beast," Asra said through their link.

"Gods, Asra, you are so tight," Sangor replied as his mind was filled with lust, interrupting his thoughts as even the tentacle inside his tailhole became welcome while it stimulated his prostate to cause him to thrust even harder. "These tentacles... they're intense..."

"Oh, they can be far more intense than that," Asra said, which prompted Sangor to slow down slightly and look down at her in question. "They know that you would protect me now, and as such want to give you something to help. All you have to do is let them coax out that beast, something a ranger like you would find useful as you roam the wilds."

As the foxbold once more said the word beast Sangor found himself shaking his head, as though trying to shake away the errant thoughts that were manifesting around his head. A beast... he could be a beast, getting a mental image of something primal and powerful. The potential for that form was right there, he just had to let the tentacles give it to him. He wasn't even sure what that meant but the more the foxbold told him to let loose the more appealing of an idea it was for him.

Sangor's hips continued to thrust forward even as his head snapped up in the air, the sclera of his eyes turning black from the tendrils creeping across them as the iris began to glow with a vibrant yellow light. The tentacle that was in his throat began to move once more and as it pushed down further he could feel something starting to happen with his chest. Though Asra couldn't see it from her vantage point she could feel the chest of the wolf ranger starting to heave even more than before, hearing him starting to growl through their mental link as fur was pushed up from the tentacles slithering through his body.

Asra's knees almost buckled as the hands of the transforming creature pressed against her shoulders, feeling the strength in his arms growing as his biceps thickened and his forearms lengthened. A beast... that was what the tentacles wanted for her protector, and Sangor had given them the form to do so as she could see his fingernails turning to claws. As the mask spread over his face the it split open along the muzzle line to reveal his sharpened teeth, but he didn't utter a sound as it grew over his face and ears to leave only his eyes opened. She let out a sharp gasp heard only through the mask as even his cock grew bigger, stretching out her dripping snatch even more as he was plowing into her.

If their masks hadn't silenced them then the noise that only they could hear would have definitely woke the others as she felt her legs getting lifted up into the air. It wasn't from Sangor grabbing them, instead is was his legs growing stronger as his paws grew huge to support the growing frame. Asra suddenly found herself getting flipped over and as the tentacles gripped to keep her in place despite the constant thrusting she found herself face to face with a tentacle-filled werewolf. Now he was a true beast... but that had to wait as she could feel herself reaching orgasm with the tentacles in Sangor indicating he wasn't far behind.

As her back arched Sangor tipped his head back and let out a silent howl, followed by a snarl as he came inside of the foxbold. She could feel him pumping her full and even dripping out as the tentacles finished slithering through every inch of his muscular form. The appendages were hidden by the thick fur that the beast sported and as their climax came and went she could see his body rippling with strength. He will make for a fine guardian, the foxbold thought to herself, but while him alone would be fine there were the matter of his partner that needed to be sorted before she could depend on such protection...

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When Neffi awoke she found that the fire was still burning and the winds outside were still howling, neither of which was a surprise to her as she slowly got up out of her bed roll. Looking around the encampment she found that Asra was sitting there by the fire, the foxbold still covered head to toe in that strange cursed armor that she claimed was merely protecting her, but that her partner was nowhere to be found. "Asra?" Neffi asked, Asra slowly turning towards her. "Where's Sangor?"

"I'm right here," Sangor said as he came from the caves below, adjusting his cloak as he walked back into the light of the fire. "Sorry, went to relieve myself, didn't think you'd be up already. Sleep well?"

"As well as can be expected in these conditions," Neffi replied, casting her gaze at the grinning wolf as he sat down by the fire. "You alright? You seem... different."

"Just happy to be off watch duty here in a while," Sangor stated. "Plus I've been talking to Asra here, talking about her past life. She actually had a dragoness sorcerer in her party back before everything too, though she can't recall their name."

"That's a shame," Neffi said half-heartedly as she got up. "Anyway I'm up if you want to hit the hay, I'm sure you must be exhausted after all that climbing we did." Sangor just nodded and went over to his bedroll that had already been laid out, then said goodnight to both her and Asra before turning away and curling up. As she continued to watch him after he settled her suspicions grew as she could see his tail still wagging a bit.

Something definitely went on during his watch.

The foxbold continued to sit in silence however and didn't say anything, instead just watching the crackling fire as it began to burn down once more. Though their supply of wood was limited she added another small log to it in order to keep it fed and then made her way towards the cave entrance. She wanted to do a quick check of the weather to make sure that nothing shifted that could either signal the early or delayed end of the storm. It was hard to concentrate with feeling the presence of the infested creature that was down in the camp below but eventually she could feel her natural magic welling up inside of her and being cast into the air.

After about fifteen minutes the ritual was complete and while the storm hadn't worsened it wasn't any better either. With the white-out condition and the tree line out of sight she would have to conjure plants in order to get more wood, but with this high up it would quickly drain her magic reserves. The last thing she wanted to be while hunting a mark was vulnerable and having Asra around didn't help at all either. As she stared out into the snowy blizzard she sensed a presence that was behind her and turned to see the foxbold standing there.

"So you're a druid," Asra said simply.

"That I am," Neffi replied, raising an eyeridge at the sudden conversation that she was having. "Why do you ask?"

"Just find it curious," Asra stated with a slight shrug of her shoulders. "My companion used arcane magics instead of natural ones, so I thought it would be interesting to hear how it worked. Plus I imagine that passing the time just staring silently out at a storm wouldn't be the most stimulating."

"Oh, is that what you and Sangor did, something stimulating?" Neffi asked, Asra taking a step back in shock. "I know my partner well enough to figure out when he's happy and when he's had sex, and he definitely has had it. Considering I was asleep and the snow leopard doesn't seem the type that only leaves you."

There was a moment of pause between the two before Asra nodded her head. "You are... very insightful," Asra commented, holding up her hands as Neffi conjured flames to her hands. "Wait, you saw yourself that Sangor was fine, right? If I had done anything to him then we could have easily infested you while you were asleep."

"I... guess you're right about that," Neffi responded begrudgingly. "But how do I know that you didn't do something to him?"

"Actually there was something I wanted to show you concerning that regard," Asra said. "I was going to wait until we had a chance to talk but it's better we do it now then later." Neffi dismissed the flames from her hand and wearily followed the foxbold down towards the camp site once more, her guard still up and ready for anything. Though she worried about her safety her thoughts were more with Sangor; if he had gotten infested she didn't know what she could do for him, and with the storm trapping them it would be her and their charge versus two monsters.

When they got down to the encampment Neffi found that Sangor was up once more, his cloak buttoned up as he stood in front of the fire. "I told Asra that you would see right through her," Sangor stated with a grin. "She thought that she could be clever, so it looks like I won that bet."

"Sangor, what is going on?" Neffi demanded as Asra moved towards the wolf. "What does she want with us?"

"I want to make you an offer," Asra answered as Sangor brought up a black leather mask and muzzle to his face. "The same one that I made to Sangor who accepted. As the last of my kind I need protection, and my armor knows that it alone isn't going to cut it. Since you two rescued me from my fate already I thought it would be only fitting if I could join you."

"You want to join our group?" Neffi asked, the foxbold nodding in reply as the dragoness turned to the wolf. "And you agreed to this already?"

"She made a hell of an offer," Sangor replied as he undid the front clasp of his cloak to reveal his naked form underneath. "I think you should listen to her, it's not the same as the first time she infested people. This mask... no one will hear me when I stand still in the woods, and it'll even filter out toxins in the air. Plus I still feel like me, that should count for something, right?"

"Gods you're an idiot sometimes Sangor," Neffi scoffed, shaking her head as she looked over at Asra. "I'm guessing you have something for me in the same vein?"

"As a matter of fact I do," Asra said as she went to Sangor's bedroll and pulled out a rather large cloak. "I know that spellcasters such as yourself have trouble wearing armor and this cloak should provide more than enough protection as well as help you channel magical energy, and just like with Sangor you can put it on and take it off as you'd like. Not only does it help with physical damage negation but also will help against the elements, you could go out into that storm and truly commune with nature without having to worry or cast spells to protect yourself."

"I see..." Neffi said incredulously, seeing the inside of the black leather cloak shift about slightly even as the foxbold held it. "Do we need to have sex in order for me to put it on, or is that something my horny lupine companion did just for kicks?"

Though Neffi couldn't hear it Asra heard him laugh sheepishly at the comment, and while the druid wasn't sold on the idea she could sense that the dragoness was at least considering it. "You don't have to of course," Asra reassured. "But... it does work best if there's nothing to obstruct it."

Neffi once more rolled her eyes and took the cloak, rolling it around in her fingers as she channeled the magic necessary to defend herself if need be. As she rubbed her clawed hands against the inside of it all it felt like was leather and to the untrained eye that would be all it looked like. She could feel magic in it though, a strange primal force that she had only caught glimpses of in other adventures they had. Perhaps the infested armor wasn't truly evil like they had thought... she had learned enough to know that sometimes the most natural things can often look like such if cast in the wrong light.

With Sangor already on board Neffi found herself finally giving in, wanting to stay with the wolf even if he did do something stupid. Upon the suggestion of the foxbold she stripped down completely until she was just as naked as the other two, then put on the cloak and closed her eyes to wait for the inevitable take over of tentacles on her body. When that didn't happen she opened them to see Sangor smirking at her while Asra just gave her a thumbs up. After nothing initially had happened she asked what to do next to activate it.

As Asra explained she had Sangor demonstrate, Neffi's eyes widening slightly as she not only saw his throat bulge out from the tentacle inside it but also saw him get as hard as a rock before several tentacles wrapped around it and formed into a cod piece. When she asked if he was really getting aroused by that the foxbold smirked and said that he was silenced now, but she could talk to him after her own activation. The wolf still nodded his head at the question and though the dragoness knew this was a bad idea she did what the infested creature said to activate the item.

Almost immediately she felt a dozen or so tentacles emerge from the inner lining of the cloak, causing her to yelp as they coiled around her arms and legs. As it slid down her thighs and biceps though she still had complete freedom of movement, even as several smaller ones wrapped around her horns with one on her neck. She found herself gritting her teeth as they kept sliding over her black scales, not because she was bracing herself, that ship had long since passed, but because of how good it felt. She found herself letting out a gasp despite herself and as the tendrils around her horns pressed against her earholes she could suddenly hear the wolf chuckling at her.

"Not bad, right?" Sangor said, the dragoness merely huffing in response as several bigger appendages slid up between her thighs and wrapped around her waist to form into a thong. Though the bigger ones mostly remained in loose coils she could feel tons of smaller tendrils lacing out over her scales, quickly covering her body until she realized that she was covered head to toe in the alien material with not an inch showing otherwise. "Of course I forgot to tell you how good it feels... you sure you want to stick with that no sex rule?"

Though Neffi squirmed slightly she could tell that Sangor knew that she was being stimulated, especially as her tendril covered hands had gone towards her pussy more than once before pulling away. The druid decided that she may as well go all in and laid own on her bedroll to wait for the wolf, only to be surprised when it was the foxbold that appeared in her vision. "This is for basic protection, by the way," Asra said as Neffi looked down to see that the other woman was sporting not one but two tentacle cocks, both of them wiggling from the folds of her snatch before they disappeared when she leaned in. "If you're looking for more intense coverage then just think about the need for... extra protection."

The dragoness gave her a look but she knew that she had her, the enticement that Sangor had provided causing her to join with him in embracing her gifts. The armor of her body was practically joyous at having such a powerful druid join them and would make sure to protect her just as much as the foxbold, and as she began to stroke the chest of the scaly creature Neffi's eyes widened as the cloak she was lying on erupted in a mass of thick tentacles. Two of them slid up her snout before pushing into her nostrils as another one slid into her open gasping mouth, causing her to gag slightly from the insertion as it formed into a mask similar to the wolf watching above. It was only fair she would get something similar, Asra thought to herself as her own tentacle cocks began to push into the pussy of the other woman, and with several more coiling around her stuffed muzzle it meant she was effectively gagged to keep her from waking the last of their party.

Speaking of which... with Neffi's approval secured Asra motioned for Sangor to take care of their last loose end, the wolf nodding and walking over to where the snow leopard slept. As another magic user he would be in a similar boat to Neffi with the ranger offering him a few bangles to help channel his magical energy. Even if the other man refused it probably wouldn't take much to get him to not tell anyone about them, especially since they were still willing to find the dragon that was lurking on the mountains. Instead of payment they would get his silence, with the threat of them hunting him down and infesting him properly if he broke it.

But that was for Sangor to take care of, especially as Asra could feel the dragoness squirming underneath her. The tentacles around her head had smoothed out and formed into not only a mask but a complete hood, which would help with her spellcasting as the tentacles would help prevent those that might disrupt her. It also had the ability to keep her senses completely blocked for non-combat purposes, the foxbold grinning from ear to ear under her own mask as a flatter tentacle slithered over her eyes like a blindfold. It reminded Asra of the first time she had taken a dragoness like this, but unlike before this time she would make sure that anyone who wore her armor wouldn't share that fate ever again.

It was something her infested armor was keen to help with, though right now both were getting lost in the throes of pleasure that were being fed to them. Unlike the first iteration of protection the tentacles that were wrapped around her body made it look like the dragoness was wearing a full leather bodysuit, though occasionally the swells of the material from the tentacles squirming about within could be seen. The only area that wasn't covered was her snatch and tailhole as Asra's twin cocks nuzzled between those sensitive folds and that tight ring of muscle. With them coming from her own pussy it was like she was being filled by them and filling the lovely tentacle-wrapped woman underneath her.

The tentacles that had wrapped around the legs of the dragoness hoisted them up in the air and spread them apart to allow Asra easier access, the foxbold shuddering in delight as she pounded into her just like the wolf had done before. At the same time both she and Neffi could feel the tentacle stimulating her throat as well, acting as a third maleness for the infested creature while also silencing her. The toes of the dragoness curled as a few smaller tendrils snuck their way into her pussy as it was being spread open, helping to stuff her full as her tailhole was penetrated as well. With both of them attached to the same one Neffi's eyes rolled back into her head as the pleasure from the synchronized penetration quickly overwhelmed her.

But Asra wasn't done yet, not when she wanted to make sure that the dragoness was properly thanked. At the moment the tentacles that were squeezing and writing over her body didn't provide much in the way of actual protection, but as she whispered into Neffi's ear what to do next the foxbold felt a surge of energy come from the druid. The magic was being absorbed into the appendages wrapped around her, but unlike the infested where it would be used to spread it instead took the power and utilized it in the way she had promised it would. The movements of the dragoness lessened as vines started to sprout from the tentacles while the leathery nature of them began to harden and gain a wooden texture to them.

Eventually the druid could wear it into battle and have armor like iron bark, or channel heat into them and stave off the cold, but for the moment it served to bind her in place while Asra thrusted into her. Though Neffi could have retracted that part of the armor at any time she didn't, which signaled to the foxbold that for all her huffing about it she was actually enjoying herself. As she managed to hilt the dragoness with their pussies pressing together she heard a loud groan that caused her to look up. From where she was Asra saw through the dying light of the fire that the snow leopard was pressed up against the wall, a pair of cuffs on his wrists keeping his hands tied behind his back while a rather beastly looking wolf thrusted up into his tailhole.

The wrists weren't the only thing that had the armor on as Asra noticed the cuffs around his ankles as well, which had sprouted more tentacles that actually kept his legs apart. It didn't take long for them to spread either and soon the sounds that came from that part of the cave died away while a mask similar to the wolf's formed over the feline's face. The moans of the snow leopard could soon be heard in their ears as the tentacle-fueled orgy continued, and as Asra let the tentacles push in and out of the bound dragoness an idea came to her about Jax's dilemma...

Two days later the storm passed and elsewhere on the mountain a dragon's head popped up from the snow covered entrance of the cave he had been holed up in. When he looked around he breathed a sigh of relief at seeing the clouds had passed and it was finally time for him to leave. He had been trapped in that cave for ages and was looking forward to spreading his wings, but before he could even leave the mouth of his cave he saw several figures drop down in front of him. Though he didn't recognize the three black leather-clad creatures, all of them wearing masks the obscured their features, the snow leopard in front was someone he instantly recognized.

"Oh fuck off Jax!" the dragon snarled. "I ain't gonna pay you, and that's all there is too it! Even I did want to I don't have a hoard anymore!"

"Then we find ourselves at an impasse," Jax said, his grin widening as he ran a finger along the leather rune-inscribed leather collar he wore before gesturing to the armor-clad foxbold. "However, if you wish to have an alternate means to pay your debt my friend here wishes to make an offer. She's looking for protection and may have something that you can have in exchange for giving it to her... and us..."

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