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The sounds of flesh grinding against moist flesh and moans of passion rose up past the treetops as the heavy wolf kept Siyu pinned to the ground, riding him for yet another time on their little expedition. He panted and grunted, sweat giving his form a soft glisten. With needing to do this so often, he was forced to build up quite a good deal of stamina. Calista sat off to the side, idly gazing through the trees, running a hand over her swollen belly. She could feel a few gentle kicks every now and again and it offered a strange sort of satisfaction, more so than previous children she had carried.

"Hurry up Ameta, we've only so many hours in the day, and you know how the rest of our sisters get when we take him away for too long. They'll think you're trying to hog him."

The grey lady panted as she squeezed her vast, gravid belly, able to feel the kangaroo rat under her pushing up all the way to the back of her womb. She was addicted to it.

"I... I hardly get... a chance... back in the village... I'm getting it good while I can!" She threw her head back and moaned quite loudly as a heavy splash coated the rodent's hips and thighs. Siyu grit his teeth and arched his back, having gotten the hang of getting the ladies done just a bit faster. Without that useful skill, he would spend all day, every day trapped under one of them. At least this way he could go about tending to a few pastimes, like his current one. Ameta finished and pulled herself up to her feet, lifting the diminutive fellow with her. Calista sighed as she watched such antics.

"You plan on carrying him yourself do you?"

"Like I said, I don't get much of a chance to enjoy him. I'm soaking in as much as I can right now. Alright mouse-boy, where to?"

"I'm not a mouse. I'm a kangaroo rat. And just keep on following the gap in the trees. I think this might have been some sort of road or path. Judging from how the ground is curved upward, it might have even been an irrigation channel." He had been learning their language, or more accurately the dialect of the trader's tongue they used. He wasn't quite too 'adept' with their native language just yet.

The jade dragoness picked herself up, weighed down considerably by her expectant state, but she never complained. No one did in fact, in spite of just how massively gravid they all were. The hunters still carried on with their duties and brought back their kills as if the great bloated stomach didn't hinder them at all. Chanda herself was quite mobile, her mate on the other hand had been restricted to their hut for the last few weeks. It amazed Siyu just how strong of will the tribe was. The thought didn't stay in his head long as the Omega carrying him by the base of his shaft, still lodged inside her, began walking, jostling him softly as he tried to grip at the sides of her pregnant tummy. He winced as the still well abused length throbbed with a dulling ache.

"Irrigation channel... what's that?" Ameta took note of the curvature the earth happened to take, appearing to be some sort of broad ditch. Siyu shifted softly to take the pressure off one of the more tender spots along his spire.

"Sort of like an artificial stream or creek, you dig out a trench and pack it down hard, even use clay to create a somewhat waterproof layer. Then you flood it with water and suddenly, you have a way to water your crops and fields, make sure whatever your farming grows properly. Rice patties are actually flooded until they're like a swamp."

That seemed to confuse the canid.

"Farming? What on earth is that?"

The kangaroo rat sighed and started to try to explain but Calista stepped in, having picked up more from him than any of the others.

"It's another lifestyle. Instead of foraging or hunting, you plant seeds and help them grow until they produce food. It lets you live in one place without worrying about exhausting the immediate area's supply of food. If you have enough left over, you can even sell it." The green dragoness had certainly learned quite a bit, finding those other lifestyles fascinating. Siyu nodded as he turned his head to try and look over his shoulder and see where they were going.

"That's right. Some people actually farm just to sell what they grow, then use the money to buy whatever else they need."

"Doesn't sound like the life I'd want to live. Sounds awful boring. Anyway, what exactly are we looking fo-" The lady suddenly came to a stop as they rounded a gentle curve and the trees parted to reveal something quite stunning. Calista was equally shocked. Siyu however began to squirm wildly, trying to push himself away from the wolf.

"Let me down! I need to get a closer look! This is exactly what I've been hoping to find!" He wriggled about until Ameta relented and his feet touched the ground. His still rigid spire slipped free, not having found a chance to soften in the slightest for at least six months. It seemed the further into term the ladies got, the more their hormones demanded they mount him, and as often as possible. Still, he ignored the perpetual rigidity of his manhood as he scurried over towards the very sight that had startled the ladies, wearing nothing at all as he had for quite some time now. What stood before them was a set of ruins, ancient and covered in ivy. The stone work was worn and aged but still quite sturdy. There even seemed to be something of an interior to what was left of the structure.

"Siyu! Be careful! That looks like it could collapse at any moment!" Calista's concern was largely out of not wanting to lose such a valuable source of virility, but there was something of a desire to keep him safe for his own sake, albeit a small portion. The rodent himself was not worried, having seen enough such structures like this in his time to know he was not in danger.

"It's fine. It's been standing for goodness knows how long. I don't think I'll have any problem with it in the next half hour." He began rummaging around, looking about to find any clues as to who built this place, charmed by the oddly detailed shapes and carvings. It was as though they had unearthed an ancient, advanced society.

"Half hour!? We can't stay that long!" Ameta seemed quite alarmed at so long a visit. She knew what would happen to her if she got on the chief's wrong side.

"Just blame it on me, it's true and it's not like Chanda will really do anything to me for it. Now come have a look at this!" He blew sharply across one of the vertical surfaces, summoning up a cloud of dust from the various cracks, "I think it's some sort of record of what happened. It looks like there was a civilization here many, many centuries ago. It looks like they were fairly advanced, decent metal working and sculpting. They'd need to know how to make durable metals to be able to carve into this kind of stone, and to erect it like this, they had to know about counterweights and pulleys. If I'm reading this right... there was some sort of event, a great cataclysm that befell them at the height of their achievements. The grand city they had built was destroyed and those who survived fled here, hiding deep in the earth."

"A cataclysm? What kind? We're not going to bring it upon us for being here are we? It isn't wise to disturb the places of the dead." Calista was markedly more superstitious than the rest of the tribe, but then she had reason to be. Siyu shook his head and stood up, still gazing at the carvings.

"It doesn't really say... just... something about fire falling from the sky and burning the forest. It even looks like it was so hot that when the sea rushed in to fill the crater, it literally boiled. Well that explains why the bay is almost perfectly round. It's the result of whatever this was. The crater is the lake that connects to the ocean."

Ameta didn't seem terribly interested in such a place, yawning as she scratched lightly at an itch on her tremendously swollen abdomen, feeling a trickling of seed seeping down one of her legs as her unborn child turned about and distracted her.

"You said they hid deep in the earth. How's that possible? Did they just dig their way in?"

Siyu nodded, adjusting the lenses resting on his muzzle.

"Actually yes. It's a mine. They dug deep underground to harvest minerals and ores. I bet I could find all sorts of good stuff here!" Without so much as a 'by your leave' he dove into the dark corridor just deeper inside the structure. Calista shouted to him as he disappeared into the inky blackness, too timid to follow him in. She turned to look at Ameta, unsure what to do. The wolf seemed less concerned.

"Give him a little bit. If he's not back soon, I'll track him down and drag him back."

"You won't have to!" Siyu came rushing back out with a grand smile on his face, holding up a sizable chunk of dark rock, seeming to sparkle here and there as he turned it in the light, "Do you know what this is!? It's obsidian! I could make all sorts of fantastic things out of this! I could make the sharpest spear or blade you've ever seen! I saw lumps of iron and a few other metals I could use too! This place is... well... almost literally a gold mine!"

The green dragoness took the lump of rock from the rodent and eyed it carefully. She then pocketed it in the satchel she carried, pulling a small wooden box from the same bag.

"That's wonderful Siyu but we really should be heading back, and you're looking awfully raw. Let me put something on you and then we'll head back."

The kangaroo rat sighed and relented. He knew where this was now. All the bits of gold he'd been finding just lying out in the opening, not to mention the rich deposits just beneath the surface soil, he knew there had to have been metal working around the area at some point. This was the source of the raw materials and he would be able to come back whenever he could get away.

"Fine, just... don't actually try and make me moan this time."

Calista smirked and opened the little box, dipping two fingers into the medicinal white substance, smelling strong of bitter roots. She began smearing the smooth, viscous stuff between her palms and then set about applying it to Siyu's battered and chaffed length. Her soft palms were quite good at offering relief from the brutal assaults of so many women squeezing and choking his shaft. The creamy ooze spread out quite easily over his sensitive flesh, slowly offering its dulling sensation. It removed the ache he was so familiar with, and replaced it with a different one. It seemed it came after each application no matter what she used. It was short-lived, feeling like a strange tightness that faded in mere moments. He was puzzled by it, wanting desperately to know why it had that effect. This time however, he took note of something that seemed to explain it.

"How's that feel? Better?" She had a wonderful bedside manner. At least, for someone who still fell victim to her urges now and again, and yet still maintained a degree of aloofness.

"Yeah, that's better, but... is it just me or have I gotten bigger?" He gripped his comically disproportionate manhood and hugged it to his chest to see where it measured up. Before, he had always been able to rest his chin on the tip without any strain or arching of his back. Now it seemed to be just a little too tall to do that without having to tilt his head back. Ameta had taken note of this as well.

"You're growing!"

"So it would seem... Calista... when you get a chance, could you please show me what all is in that remedy of yours? I might need to figure out what's making this happen and be careful should I run across it in the wild."

The jade figure nodded and ran a hand down that great spire, fighting the hidden compulsion to drool at the sight of it.

"I will. And yes, you are growing. I'm sure we'll be able to figure out what is causing it but for now, we need to get back. Chanda said she was going to call the whole tribe together today at high sun." The emerald woman then pushed the rodent gently onto his back, stood over him, and began sliding herself down onto his still stiff tower. She hissed as it filled her perfectly then bottomed out inside her just as it had with the wolf. A small lump could even be seen at the top of her gravid tummy. Siyu shivered and whimpered as she stood, carrying him off the ground to 'escort' him back to the village.

"Promise me we'll be able to come back here sometime soon. There's so much down there I could use!"

"We'll be back, I promise. Just... don't go diving into dark holes like that without looking. Who knows what could have been down there!" Her gait was long and gentle, giving Siyu a soft sway back and forth with each step. It was much faster letting them carry him rather than walk on his own two legs. He would wear himself out trying to keep up.

"Okay, I won't. I'll bring a torch next time," He paused, his eyes narrowing softly as the notion finally hit him, "Or I could build a lantern. That would work a lot better."

"Yes, yes, you build your little trinkets and toys. Just don't get into any trouble with them."

The walk back was relatively brief, at least for the two ladies. Had he been on foot, Siyu would have been left far behind. As they entered the village once more, they saw the ladies clustering around the center for Chanda's gathering. The tall, deep brown woman stood before them all, her stomach just as swollen as the rest. It was the focus of why she called everyone together.

"Not long now, we will all be giving birth to our daughters. When this happens, we will have many more mouths to feed. True the young ones will only need their mother's milk for a time, but that time will be brief. We will not have enough food for everyone and already our efforts to gather fruit and roots are growing less successful. We will have no choice but to raid one of the nearby towns."

Whispers began to spread throughout the group, many of the ladies wondering if it was such a good idea with so many of them so close to being due. Siyu was only half interested in the discussion, still not understanding most of it. He caught a few words here and there but not enough to make sense of what was planned.

"What's she saying Calista? Is it another one of her 'we need to be fair and take turns with the rat' speeches?"

The scaled lady seated just outside his small forage shook her head as she listened to her chief.

"No, she's saying we're not going to have enough food for all of us soon. She plans on raiding a town."

A clang came as Siyu dropped his rudimentary hammer, rushing back to the front as fast as his generosity would allow hidden behind a rough, make-shift apron.

"What!? Raid a town!? You mean loot and pillage and kill!?" If that was what it took to keep the tribe going, he suddenly began to think staying was a bad idea.

"No, we won't kill anyone, we rarely do. The times it happens are out of self-protection. We might knock people out and tie them up, but we try our best not to kill. We simply sneak in at night and take what supplies we can carry. Your cart should make that easier." She sounded so casual about it. She had been on one or two raids in the distant past, before she became the village shaman, the 'medicine woman' so to speak. It didn't worry her, but it still upset the rodent.

"You don't have to steal! You could just trade for what you need!"

"Chanda knows what's best for us. If she says we need to raid, then we raid."

Siyu frowned deeply as he stood there looking at the dispassionate lady, finding her attitude on the matter somewhat cold.

"Well this is one time where she's wrong!" Had he kept presence of mind, he likely wouldn't have been shouting like he was. His raised voice caught the attention of the buffalo trying to detail her plan to the tribe. She glowered and stepped forward, her belly bumping the back of the kangaroo rat's head.

"What has got the breeder in such a mood?"

Immediately Siyu froze, his eyes widening tremendously. Calista simply sighed and offered her chief proper respect and an apology for his outbursts.

"Forgive me yiera, he is upset with your plan to steal supplies from the nearest town."

He was in trouble now. Surely the big bovine woman would sit on him or squeeze his head between her two great palms, or worse... mount him and not stop pounding until his pelvis was crushed. Blessedly, she didn't.

"And what would he say when we are starving to the point of cooking and eating him? Quiet the boy or I will do it myself."

"What did she say!? Is she angry with me!? She's not going to kill me is she!?" Siyu stuttered quietly, though quite briskly. Had the jade dragoness not used her abilities to learn his language, she might have just stared blankly at him.

"No, she's just threatening to cook and eat you once we all start to starve. Just be quiet and let them do what is necessary." She then nodded to Chanda who turned about and attempted to resume her plan. Siyu however was not satisfied. He squeezed his eyes shut and searched for the right words, the words that would be understood. There were only a handful of them in their tongue he could recall. One of them however, a big, strong one, could make the difference. With as much strength as he could muster, he took a deep breath and shouted.

"We could trade!"

Every eye in the village was suddenly upon him, some looking with disdain, some with shock that he spoke in their language, and some quite angry that such a lowly creature dared to speak out of turn. Chanda slowly turned back around, glaring harshly at the kangaroo rat.

"What... did you say?"

Siyu didn't need a translation. Her face and her voice all told the story of what she demanded of him. He began to shrink a little, suddenly feeling much more timid once again.

"We... we could... trade?" He stood there in silence for what felt like an agonized eternity. He could just see what the chief was thinking. Would he be better spit roasted or boiled in a stew? The great russet woman whipped back around in a huff, quite furious as she bellowed.

"Bring the rat to my hut! Now!" The ground shook softly with every stomp of her hooves. Siyu swallowed nervously as his shoulders fell loose on either side. He was a dead man. He was sure of it. Calista stood and grumbled as she pushed him along gently.

"I warned you not to speak. Not only did you interrupt her but you made her look foolish by shouting your idea in the middle of the village in front of everyone like that. She'll need a way to save face now."

"And... that means... I'll be dinner tonight!?"

"No, but she's certainly going to give you an earful." The green dragoness nudged him forward towards the chief's hut, all the other ladies staring at the cream-colored rodent or his monstrous spire. The curtain to the chief's home was pulled out of the way and Siyu was guided in, followed by the gravid Calista. She sat down carefully in what was designated as the appropriate place, away from where Chanda and her mate rest, her gaze pointed towards the ground. Siyu however did not know anything about such customs and stood, trembling terribly before the mighty buffalo. The displeased woman cradled a red panda against her chest, stroking the poor woman's overloaded stomach. She was the biggest of everyone, having been put on bed rest for many days.

"While you are here, you will not speak unless I tell you to. Is that understood, breeder?" She had learned the tongue of the traders, and spoke it well. It stunned the rodent. He nodded softly, not daring to say a single word until he was bid to, "Good. Then you can learn. What you just did... I have killed others for far less than that. You will learn your place or you will meet your end. The only reason why we have kept you alive so far is because you seem to be the only thing that can sate our desires. Your... scent. It ignites a fire in all of us. Rest assured, if you speak out of turn once more, I will extinguish that flame once and for all. Do you understand me?"

Siyu gulped, offering only a soft nod. Chanda frowned deeper and let her voice rise from the gentle, measured tone she had taken.

"I said do you understand me!?"

"Y-yes! Yes I understand!" His whole body was jostled by the sudden start. The woman sighed and closed her eyes, returning her attention to her mate, not liking to have to raise her voice near her while she was in such a state.

"You claim we could trade with the towns instead of raid them. What could we possibly have we could offer them in exchange? We do not have the trinkets they trade with."

Siyu parted his lips to speak, but then quickly clapped them shut once more, having learned his lesson quite well. He looked to Calista desperately and the jade woman rolled her eyes quietly.

"Sister, I believe he has something he wishes to say. May he speak?"

Chanda nodded, permitting him a brief opportunity.

"Thank you. And actually, we do have something to trade with. I've been exploring the area around the village and I've found quite a bit of gold and other precious ores. I could smelt them into the coins they use for money. It wouldn't look as professional or as cleanly made as theirs, but it would be of higher purity, and that means it would be more valuable."

"Gold? You mean those lumps of yellow rock? They want that?"

The rodent nodded fervently, feeling the tone to have eased somewhat.

"Yes! They prize gold quite highly. They use it as a standard for value, a single currency that can be used to buy or sell just about anything. It's their currency."

The buffalo woman narrowed her eyes, gazing down at Eras in her arms. The notion did have one benefit she had always worried would come back to haunt her and her people.

"What do you think sister? Should we try trading with the towns? We wouldn't have to worry about them retaliating."

The red panda looked up at her beloved, pressing softly against the bovine's pillowy chest for comfort.

"If we can get everything we need without having to steal it or fight anyone... we wouldn't lose any of our sisters."

Chanda nodded in agreement, turning to look back at the kangaroo rat. He appeared a little too comfortable in her presence. She would have to fix that.

"You have until sundown to produce these... coins. If you do not have something to show me by then, I'll have you tied back to the post for seven days and we will simply take what we need from the towns... and what we want from you. And I can promise you this, we will not be as gentle as we have been."

Siyu swallowed noisily as his ears dropped. The last nine months had been 'gentle'? He shuddered to think what the alternative might be like!

"Yes! Yes I understand! I'll get to work right away! Thank you Miss Chanda!" He shrank again as she glared at him, "I mean... Yiera..." That seemed to satisfy and he was permitted to leave, Calista following closely behind him. She was a little surprised that the meeting went as well as it did.

"You probably do not realize just how close to death you just came. She has done worse for far less."

"So I keep hearing. I don't know what has kept her from doing anything to me but... I am rather grateful. Now, if I'm going to have any real results for her by the end of the day, I will need some help. Do you know anyone who would be interested in learning something about metal working?"

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Sounds of fire crackling away in a stone hearth filled the small make-shift forge. Siyu had been quite fortunate enough to be given freedom enough to build and use it at his leisure, when not tending to the needs of the tribe at least. And it wasn't so much his doing that built it, he received a great deal of help from several ladies in its assembly. He did however instruct them in its design and construction. What seemed to amuse him was the fact that when new huts were needed, they were built mimicking his design. It seemed his efforts to create a little taste of home for himself began to spread. Maybe he could end up going further with it.

The rodent and two other heavily distended ladies worked diligently, save for the brief distractions when one or the other needed sating, even as the sun began to creep closer towards the horizon. In spite of the setbacks, both from his helpers and from those who wandered in looking for satisfaction, Siyu managed to instruct the two girls in the ways of very basic smelting and casting of metal. By the time Chanda graced the unique domicile with her presence, they had managed quite a bit of progress.

"Rat. I am here to see what you have to offer me."

Siyu squeeked in surprise having been concentrating perhaps a little too hard on a single gleeming piece.

"Yes! Yes, of course! We've been quite busy and it's been hard work but it has been worth it!" He scurried over to a nearby wooden table, made short especially for him, and collected a simple leather pouch. He rushed back over and pulled one of the coins he and his help had produced. It was still quite rough, badly in need of refining into a proper gold piece, but it had come quite a ways from the lumpy, irregular rock it had once been, "As you can see, we're starting to get the hang of this with what simple tools I have to work with. We've made about thirty of these total. I've been trying to polish them a bit, make them look like respectable currency but the purity alone should make them quite valuable."

Chanda took the coin and eyed it carefully before looking to the two felines crouched near the rudamentary furnace, raising an eyebrow at them.

"And what are you two doing here?" She sounded rather displeased.

"Yiera... if I may..." Siyu interrupted, this time in a more respectful manner, hoping it wouldn't arouse quite so strong a bout of anger from the lady, "I would not have been able to get this far on my own. I needed help and requested that Calista find me two volunteers. I apologize if I took them from other duties but, the more of these we have, the more supplies we can purchase. In the long run, it is worth the time and effort."

The buffalo was not pleased he spoke out of turn, but his efforts to show that he saw her as the authority figure did help in keeping her rage at bay.

"Are they finished?" She stared down at the rodent as he nodded up at her, "Then they are to return to their duties immediately. You will only ask for help from my sisters who are not responsible for hunting, gathering, or guarding the village. Is that understood?"

Siyu nodded vigirously, making sure there was no mistake in him agreeing to her wishes.

"Of course, of course... perhaps I could even train a few ladies on how to run a forge so if I'm unable to make more coins, we won't end up with a shortage."

Chanda narrowed her eyes and dropped the coin back into the leather pouch before turning to leave.

"That will depend on how the meeting goes. I have arranged to visit the nearest town. You will come with us. We leave shortly." With that, the chief left and Siyu just stood there as his help rushed out, fearful they would be punished for shirking their duties. Calista happened to return in just that moment, watching as the two volunteers hurried away.

"You didn't say anything foolish again, did you?"

Siyu shook his head up at the tall jade woman.

"No, I just explained why they were here. Chanda said I'm allowed to get help from anyone who's not hunting, gathering, or guarding. I don't think that really leaves too many others. There's you, Ameta... and maybe two or three others who are a little too close to giving birth. After the babies are born, they might not have time to help me, what with tending to their children."

"I think you'll be surprised. We raise our daughters much the same way we live. Now, inside. I have a new remedy to try on you."

Siyu nodded and stepped inside with the beautiful dragoness he had grown to admire. Of all the tribe, she was the kindest to him. Ameta was a close second, but that was largely because she was required to by Chanda.

"If you don't mind my asking, how are you so sure everyone is going to give birth to girls?" He settled carefully into a chair he had fashioned for himself for just such occasions. It offered greater support for his back and manhood while still letting his legs hang over the edge to the ground.

"It is all we have been blessed with. No sons are ever born to us. Only daughters. It is just the way of things." Calista then began dipping her fingers into a small cellar of a strange pale blue ooze. She then began smearing it about on the kangaroo rat's genitals, tracing intricate designs on his testes then up over his sheath. His member she left for last, having expected it to soften and retreat as it had only a handful of times before. It refused to tonight. The same curious patterns were drawn across it until the design spanned the whole of his grion. Siyu watched curiously, having learned to ignore much of the pain and discomfort that came with near constant mating with so vigirous a gathering of partners.

"What is that stuff?"

"Ceremonial paint, used for incantations and spells. I use it mostly for healing. I thought I might try it even though this is a strange case."

The rodent nodded softly and watched, having learned to control his twitching and writhing over the months. Soon, the dragoness had finished her preparations and rest her large, warm, surprisingly soft palms on his enormous spheres. An otherworldly chant was begun, sounding as though it belonged to the heathan pagan tribes of only the most primative regions of the world. A soft glow began to spread from Calista's hands as he watched, unable to keep from shivering as the sensation began to claim him.

"That... that feels weird! It... it kind of tickles!"

"Hold still, and be quiet." She was trying hard to concentrate, focusing all her strength onto this effort. What lingering tenderness remained began to fade, offering the small metal worker some relief, relief he had not enjoyed in quite some time. With a sigh he began to slouch, wiggling his hips as he inadverdantly pressed his scrotum into those delicate hands just a bit more firmly.

"Oh thank you... that's so much better. That root you were using before wasn't doing the trick anymo-" A shiver ran up his spine and caught his breath in his throat. A powerful pang of unearthly stimulation swelled up between his legs as the dragoness continued her chanting. She was suddenly interrupted by a strange and rather abrupt pressure against her hands, causing her to pull them away and cease her incantation.

"What in the name of the great mother?" Her incredulity was not unfounded, nor was Siyu's. In but a few mere seconds, his manhood, already quite large, had grown further. His erect spire now stood even with his eye level and his testicles had bloated out to rival the breasts of some of the smaller ladies in the tribe in size. The weight had gone up as well. He whimpered a little realize his apron would be far too inadequate to protect all of this, and there was a distinct ache in that throbbing tower standing up from between his legs.

"What did you do!? It's huge!"

Calista simply stared in disbelief, feeling carefully over the sudden spurt in growth.

"It was only a healing spell. It shouldn't have this effect." Her voice began to trail off as the scent she had grown partially immune to suddenly tickled the back of her nose and brought a new fire to her loins. How could it have done that too? Before Siyu could ask further, he found himse pushed to the ground with his jade lover pushing down on him once more, moaning and cupping at her heavy bust, fondling the swells there as the heat drove her into a gentle frenzy. The small lump he had grown accustomed to seeing as his member pressed up through each lady had grown a good deal larger, now quite noticable just beneath Calista's bosom. Somehow, it didn't seem to ever disturb her unborn child.

Cries of elation filled the forge as many of the ladies walking by slowed and peered into the darkened hut, picking up only a faint hint of the rodent's newly intensified scent. If they all reacted this way to him now, he would be in quite the predicament.

The emerald hued dragoness continued her revelry, bouncing away atop the pinned Siyu as he thrust up into her, working to get through the moment more quickly. A heated blast gushed forth as he groaned, unsure if he wanted to learn how to draw out the build up or hasten the end's arrival. He did have a lot of crevices wanting to be filled. Just as that flood struck, Calista arched her back and let loose a dull avian-like screech, going rigid as she was pushed to climax for the most recent of countless times. She panted and slowly drifted down off the remarkably powerful, albeit brief experience. It baffled her how it had taken over her like that. Perhaps it would be a wise idea to carry him.

"If... if I release you... that scent will drive the rest of the tribe into a mating frenzy. Maybe you should stay put and I'll walk you out of the village."

Siyu nodded somewhat tiredly, panting to regain his breath somewhat, his stamina having been forced to meet the needs of the girls. As much as he had grown to enjoy his time pleasing the ladies, he wasn't interested in being fought over. Violently.

"You won't hear me complain, but Chanda might wonder what we're doing."

"She will find out for herself. Now, let's go. We shouldn't keep her waiting." The dragoness hoisted herself to her feet, noticing the considerable wet spot they had left on the ground, much of it being seed that would not be held back by her folds. At the rat's request, she collected his kimono, saved from his arrival, though badly in need of laundering and patching. At least he would look somewhat respectable rather than not show up dressed at all. Maybe he could buy some fabric and somehow fashion a new garment that would help conceal his... new generosity.

The pair arrived at the edge of the village where the chief and four of her best guards waited, all of them heavily pregnant. Calista examined them all, determining they still had at least seven days remaining before they would give birth, granting them the time they would need to make the trip. Uncharacteristically, Chanda did not so much as bat an eye at the awkward union between metal worker and priestess. She had seen him carried in such a way before. Perhaps she should give it a try. If he proved as useful as his advice made it sound, she just might have to rethink his situation.

The journey to the town was brief; by the standards of the ladies. To Siyu, it was a long, boring, quiet excursion that he could not escape from. He didn't even have a means of entertaining himself except perhaps giving Calista a bit of a shiver now and again. He did grow hungry along the way once or twice, which was quickly remedied by a green hand shoving his head towards the lady's bust and urging him to nurse. With no alternative, and his admiration for Calista's supple form as well as those of the others, he hesitantly accepted the offer and drank his fill of her milk. If that was how they intended to feed him from then on, they likely would hear him talking a great deal less. It would be quite easy to silence him by feeding him as if he were an infant. The only light they were provided was cast by the few torches they carried, not needing to worry about hunting or remaining unseen. Before long, they reached the road Siyu himself had been attacked on and followed it onward. With a path to follow, and the going somewhat easier, the trip wouldn't take too long he hoped.

It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that they arrived on the edge of the town. It was quiet, dark, and lifeless. Clearly, they had arrived far too late, or early. Chanda turned back away from the town and slipped back into the trees, motioning for her sisters to follow.

"We will rest out of sight until morning. Once they are awake, we will see if the rat's word is worth something. I'll take the first watch."

The other ladies nodded and shuffled about, creating something of a small impromptu campsite. It wasn't glamorous. There wasn't any sort of bedding or shealter. They simply gathered together and leaned against one another. Siyu found himself trapped between the dragon's strong thighs, pinned against her belly. It wasn't his first time, and in a deep, more embarassing part of his mind, he actually found himself enjoying it. He had only been half awake through much of the trip. Now he could let go of his grip on the waking world.

Chanda settled next to the jade woman, resting a hand on her gravid stomach. In a sense of the word, she enjoyed being in such a way. It reminded her of her duty to her people, that she was just as much one of them as any of them. Working, even fighting for the good of her sisters, and her daughters, and being reminded of it by the child she carried; to her it felt as though all was right with the world. Usually. With this unusual situation, she was more conerned than normal, and for good reason. There was a great deal to gain, but so much to risk. As the four guards began to drift off, she turned her attention to one of the two women who had spent the absolute most time with their extended guest.

"How has the rat weathered the trip?"

Calista stroked along the back of the sleeping rodent's head, cradling him against her vast abdomen.

"Well enough I suppose. He's been sleeping off and on," She paused as she gazed down at the curiously gifted male, letting her chief's words roll around in her mind for a moment, "You worry for him?"

The buffalo grimaced and curled a lip in derision, turning to look off into the darkness of the jungle.

"I worry that if he proves worthless in the morning we may have to fight our way back to the rest of the tribe."

"Somehow, sister... I don't believe you."

The bovine woman turned back to the dragoness slowly, looking quite irate.

"You dare question my word?"

Calista sighed and shook her head, returning her gaze to the kangaroo rat resting against her.

"Only to the extent that I think you're hiding what you really think behind a reasonable excuse. It's just the two of us. No one else will hear you. You know what is said to me I will keep between only us."

Chanda grumbled and turned to look away again. That damned dragon had always been able to see through posturing and false impressions. Sometimes it took longer than others, but she could always cut to the heart of the matter.

"He has proven... useful. But only as a stud. I can't speak for how this trading arrangement he wants us to try will turn out. If it does, then he may have changed our way of life forever."For the better I would think."

The chief nodded softly.

"As glorious as it is to die protecting your sisters, I can see the merit in removing the need to. He has a strange effect on all of us, and not just this damned everlasting heat."

Calista snickered quietly, giving the russet woman a light bump with one of her elbows.

"I personally kind of enjoy it."

"It's distracting. I would very much like to find out how to stop it."

"No you don't." A single jade eyebrow rose as her lips pulled into an even wider grin. Chanda grumbled again and turned to look away even further before shifting her gaze back, but not fully upon Calista.

"No, I don't. It has been a rather pleasant surprise. But it's still horribly distracting."

"I'm sure we will find a balance. We always do," The emerald dragon looked back down to the rodent snoozing in her arms, chuckling quietly and feeling more maternal than usual, "Do you recall when he first arrived? So scared and timid?"

Chanda nodded, looking down to the unconscious Siyu.

"Like a child, noisy, demanding, ignorant. He still is, but he has grown up. Maybe we're having an effect on him as well."

"Oh I know for a fact we are!" Calista fought to keep her voice low, stiffling laughter as she lifted one of her legs and began to retreat the young man's length from her to show her sister the result of her efforts, "It seems no matter what I do to try and help him 'calm down' so to speak, it just makes things worse... or better depending on how you look at it."

The chief watched carefully as the now noticably larger shaft emerged, resulting in a soft chill passing through the poor little rodent. She marveled at its size and sighed, shaking her head as she could already smell the aroma that brought a tickle to her petals.

"He's not just bigger, his scent is stronger too. Perhaps we should not try any more of our remedies on him."

"If things keep going the way they are for us, we just might need him at his biggest and strongest. We are rather demanding."

Chanda nodded with a quiet sigh, watching him shiver again. She frowned and reached over to the rodent.

"Give him to me. I'll watch him for the night. You've carried him all this way." With a display of skillful gymnastics, the buffalo managed to sink the newly enlarged mast deep into her, gasping quietly as she felt it press up against the top of her womb just as it had for the dragoness. Calista chuckled and caressed her stomach, missing the great spire she had been enjoying the whole time.

"I suppose I have been hogging him somewhat. Maybe I should make a cast of it... try to make a replica. It would help calm the fire a little bit, even if it's not as good as the real thing."The chief shifted her hips softly as she adjusted to the new girth and length, managing to catch her breath once more.

"Maybe... it's an interesting thought. But how will you do it?"

"I have my ways. Now, take good care of him sister. We'll need him in the morning." Calista then turned and pressed her chest against the bovine woman's side, resting her head against Chanda's shoulder. True she was mated, but they were all very close. The russet lady carefully reached around behind the dragoness and squeezed her in her arm to pull her in close. She was comfortable, so much that if she didn't need to stand watch, she would let herself fall asleep. She would get a chance to soon.