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This particular pass through the Indrel mountains was the safest, fastest, and by far the most popular

A little too popular

The main road was almost always congested, with the traffic getting so bad in some places that it nearly offset the short route and relatively wide, even roads the Indrel had built. Therefore, in concordance with the Trading Guild of Val Salia and the presiding Indrel Colony, the construction of a new 'double-wide' route was authorized

This meant two things

One: the main road would be shut down for non-essential travel while both human and Indrel workers did their thing

Two: alternate routes were found by below-table operations

The wind howled through the mountains lashing rain against the canvas bonnet of the little wagon as it made its way through the pass

It was a small wagon, single-axle, one tiplod, with little in the way of space for wares or comfort. Regardless, when the main route is out of action and some rich addict was willing to pay gold-per-ounce of Blood Tea, enterprising individuals were sure to make the most of the opportunity

The wagon had been on its way back from Hyrak when a storm hit the mountains, buffeting it and its occupants with wind and rain

The wagon jolted as it rolled over the rough-hewn road, the width of which was only barely wider than the axles of the modestly-size vehicle

A flap on the canvas bonnet opened and a pair of eyes peered out, searching for any sign of the storm dying down, finding none. The occupant willed himself not to look over the edge into the precipice below, the darkness of the stormy night leaving the true extent of its depths to his damnably active imagination

“I don't know how I let you talk me into this!" Jaten said, closing the flap

“I didn't talk you into anything," grumbled Layla from the other side of the tiny wagon, her voice partially consumed by the roaring wind. “You coulda just let me use your two-wheel! You didn't have to come along!"

“I'm protecting my investment!" Jaten retorted. “You think I'd trust you with my share and my wagon?!"

Layla glared at him, considered it for a moment, and shrugged. “Yeah, okay. Fair enough."

“I's here, too!" Shouted a brown yinglet. “Bakki is here, too!"

“I noticed!" Jaten said. “Why'd you even come? You don't even get paid!"

“I came to hump Miss Layla lots and lots while she did zhe work, but since Jaten is here, we don't hump, not even once, because Miss Layla zhinks Mr. Jaten is be jealous."

Jaten scowled and crossed his arms. Him? Jealous?!

“Bakki! That's not why!" Layla said, reaching over and patting Jaten on the knee. “It's not polite to hump in front of someone without letting them join in."

“Why is we not let Mr. Jaten join in?" Bakki said, turning to Jaten, smiling. “He is a sohandsome human and has a nice cock. Bakki will share!"

“When the hell did you see my dick?!" Jaten shouted, outraged

“When Jaten is sleep, not all of him does," said Bakki, blithely. “Bakki took a look. Is nice!"

Jaten grunted in disgust, turning away from the yinglet

“Did Bakki say a bad zhing?"

Layla chuckled and shook her head. “No, Bakki. Jaten's just… uncomfortable with humans humping non-humans."

“It's immoral! Deviant! Unnatural!"

“And fun!" Bakki said, smiling obliviously

Layla reached back and scratched the scav behind his ear. “That's right, Bakki! Great fun!"

Jaten shook his head and threw up his hands. “Layla, I knew you were a wanton, amoral, lustful wench, but bedding a scav?!"

“Not always on a bed," Layla muttered before saying. “Don't knock it 'till you try it, string-bean. I know some fellas who'd pay you damn good money to expand your dick's horizons."

“I'd sooner fuck a scav!"

“I can arrange that," said Layla, jabbing a thumb at Bakki. “Though you'll have to toss a coin to see who pitches and who catches."

Jaten glanced over at Bakki, who smiled and winked

Jaten opened his mouth to further berate the two when the wind suddenly increased in pitch, an ear-splitting scream. The wagon skidded across the wet rock and loose soil of the rough pass

“What is happening?!" Bakki cried

“Katabatic wind!" Jaten shouted over the roar. “The storm must be more intense higher up the mountain!"

Another blast ripped down the inclined mountain-side, collapsing the bonnet in a mass of white canvas and splintered bows. The canvas tore from the wagon, catching the wind like a sail, hauling the wagon into the air. It was held to the mountain only by the leather harness attached to the tiplod, which was blithely hunkered down, its many legs grasping the road

“Hang on!" Layla called out as the wagon whipped about in the hurricane winds

“Thanks tips!" Jaten screamed back

“Bakki is flying!" Bakki cried out. “Bakki hates it!"

The tiplod lowed and shuffled its carapace, dislodging the latches of the harness, the wind tearing free of all but one

Bakki saw the last remaining latch begin to loose as it strained under the terrible weight. “Shit."

The latch gave way. The wagon and it occupants were hurled off the mountainside with the wind, shedding its contents and occupants.

Jaten felt himself tumbling through air, plunging into the inky blackness of the abyss below. The certainty of death washed over him in curiously wan wave, he felt not fear, not grief, but a bland sort of acceptance. He would fall for however long it would take, whereupon he would smash into the rocks below, dying if not instantly, then close enough

A blue-white flash of lightning illuminated the chasm he was plummeting into. For a split second he could see what awaited him, a roiling white mass of rushing water: a river

The impact was like smashing into a cold, hard wall, winding him. Air exploded from his mouth but he held enough presence of mind to not try and take another breath. Jaten kicked about in cold, total darkness, tossed about by currents. His head broke the surface and he took a ragged gasp of air, the mountain air unbearably cold against his face

Jaten thrashed to keep his head above water as the currents pulled him in every direction at once, lightning flashed and he caught the briefest glimpse of a boulder before smashing into it at full speed. Stars exploded behind his eyes as a sickening pain burst through his head. Dazed, he slipped back beneath the surface, his life's breath bubbling up through his lips

He was dimly aware of a pair of steely hands plunge into the water after him, grabbing him by the collar and hauling him back up

He drifted off into deep, inky blackness, the last thing he heard for a long time was a high-pitched voice say: “If he dies, can we eat 'im?"

Jaten's eyes fluttered open. He couldn't make sense of his surroundings, they swirled about as though he was drunk, a blur of not-quite shapes and not-quite colors, what sounded like rain and squawking birds all echoed and mixed together. His head throbbed abominably and his mouth tasted like bile. He groaned and blinked, the shapes around him slowing, becoming still, recognizable; rock, stalactites, he was in a cave. The walls flickered and danced with the uneven yellow light of a campfire, the smell of smoke in the enclosure mixed with something else, something thick and musky. He squirmed for a bit, dimly aware that he was wrapped in something, something warm and dry

Canvas

From the wagon?

How long had he been out?

He slowly sat up, still feeling terribly weak, waves of nausea washing over him in terrible surges

He reached up and set a hand to his forehead, feeling the blood crusted goose-egg protruding above his left eye, wincing as his fingers touched the tender lump

The interior of the cave was spacious, maybe seven feet high, twice wide, delta-shaped, and quite deep, the sheets of rain outside a meek pattering

Other sounds in the cave included the snap and crackle of the fire, what sounded like a rousing applause with two raw steaks, and the low throaty moans of a…

Woman

Jaten looked over his shoulder despite the nausea and saw Layla on her back, her legs about her ears, as Bakki hammered into her, his head nested between her breasts. Their bodies connected with loud, wet slaps as they rutted at a frantic pace. They were both too caught up in each other to notice his awakening. He watched them for what felt like minutes, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the debauchery he was seeing. The look of sheer bliss on Layla's face, the frantic, hammering pace of the yinglet defiling her, the… holy shit! Was that his cock?!

Jaten rolled back over, averting his eyes, trying not to hear the wet noises and low, ecstatic moans

He squeezed his eyes shut and waited for the nausea to subside

Several fucking hours later

“Pheeew…" Layla sighed. “Needed that."

Bakki lapped at his crotch. “If Mr. Jaten doesn't die, Miss Layla should hump him. He is very much wanting to."

“I know…" Layla sighed. “It's just, uh… anyway, you say he's got a nice prick?"

“Bakki zhinks so."

Layla chuckled. “You're the expert!"

Jaten chose this moment to pretend to stir. “…Ugh… What happened?"

Layla hopped into his line of sight, dressed only in her scanty cotton skivvies. “Jaten? Hey! You're awake!"

“Wish I wasn't," he groaned, touching his head. “What happened?"

“We got hit by a katabatic wind and got punted off the road," said Layla, grabbing a piece of wet cloth as she wiped the dried blood from his forehead. “We landed in the river outside and I managed to get it upright. I picked you and Bakki up next, but you took a good hard rock to the face."

“I remember that part," he said, gesturing at the cave. “What about this? How'd we get here?"

“The river widened and we got pushed into a backeddy that landed us here. There's a little beach and a bunch of wash wood. You were out of it for a good day or so, so we got a fire going and dried our shit out."

He looked around at the little cave camp they had set up. “And you called me an old marm for tying down the kit."

“You are an old marm," Layla snipped

“Any more of that sass and marm'll cane your ass."

“The closest you've gotten to my ass, string-bean, is when I sat on your back after getting you in a fishhook!"

“Just hump already!" Bakki crowed from the sidelines

They both looked at Bakki, then exchanged glances before turning away

A silence stood, with only the crackle of the fire and the hammering of the rain outside, with Jaten breaking it by saying. “S-so, uh, has it been storming this whole time?"

Bakki threw up his arms and made off for another part of the cave

Layla ran pushed a hair out of her eyes, she still wasn't looking at him. “Uhhh… yeah. It's been, uh, a real snorter for a day or so. We have have enough pemmican and chewgrass to tide us over for, like, a week or so. Bakki says he smells fish in that river, so we'll give that a try too."

“Good, good," Jaten mumbled

Another awkward silence

“I'm gonna…"

“Yeah, yeah…"

The rain didn't let up

A day passed as the rain and wind hammered down outside, lightning lit up the valley as thunder rattled their teeth. Layla would venture out into the madness and return with an armful of soaked wood that had washed up on the bank during earlier floods. It was easy enough to whittle away the saturated surface and reveal the dry wood underneath, leaving the rest to dry around the fire

Layla and Bakki did not abstain on his account

He couldn't help but compare himself to the 'perfect man', a twitchy, dimwitted little scav. First and foremost, the little shit had an enormous cock and could apparently fuck for hours. Two, he was active and apparently knew exactly what Layla wanted, when she wanted it. And three, seemed not to have a jealous bone in his body. He actually wanted to share! The little weirdo wanted to rope Jaten into an interspecies threeway!

Weirder still was Layla's reluctance. He'd known her some six years now and she had to be the most open-minded, lustful, and downright perverted person he'd ever met. Not to say she didn't have standards, he just… didn't meet them, apparently

Jaten chased those thoughts away, they weren't constructive. As soon as the storm let up, they'd have to figure a way out of here and back onto the road. Jaten had been running freight through these mountains long enough to know that between the storms, rock slides, flash floods, and wildlife, the faster they got back on the main road the better. The Indrel controlled the mountains for a reason, because nothing else could

He rolled over onto his side and tried to ignore their yapping and get some sleep. His head still throbbed like a sprain and standing up or looking around too quickly still made him dizzy. Even if she didn't think him man enough, he wouldn't be able to perform anyway

He wasn't bitter

He was tired

His eyes closed and he drifted off into a deep, heavy sleep

He was floating, no, plummeting. Plummeting through the air, the wind and rain lashing around him, an unseen doom inexorably drawing closer and closer. The air thickened, curdled, the wind became currents and eddies, dragging him along and thrashing him around, bouncing him off solid surfaces, battering and bruising his helpless body, slowly pummeling him to death. His arms and legs thrashed, trying in some way to get purchase, to take hold, to take control. Panic bloomed as the control eluded him, as he was swept along this horrible river, gasping and thrashing like a hooked fish

Helpless

He felt hard, steely fingers dig into his body, squeezing and pinching, and the current stopped whipping him about

Layla?

Another hand set on his body, but the fingers were all wrong, too few, and too hard and the hands were…

Too many?

Sure enough, another set of wrong-feeling hands set down on another part of his body

What he thought was the rushing of water was the clatter of rain and the roar of wind echoing in the cave, the blackness within was total, the fire long-since extinguished, like swimming in squid ink

Complete darkness save for five glowing embers

Jaten, utterly disoriented, tried to roll over onto his back, only for his still-swollen forehead to smack into the hard, pebbly ground of the cave. Jaten groaned at the shooting spike of pain than shot from one side of his skull to the other, stars bursting behind his eyes in the darkness

A strange, soft chittering sounded in his ear and he looked what he now knew was 'up' seeing the embers again, closer this time

Oh, of course!

Those weren't embers from the fire

Those were eyes

Jaten opened his mouth to shout, to warn the others, to scream, anything, when three other quintets of glowing eyes came into view, staring at him in the darkness

There was a rustling sound and the sound of shifting metal and the interior of the cave was illuminated with dull blue light that could only be from a fluorescent mushroom, casting the intruders as dark but unmistakable shapes. Standing around him were four Indrel, two he recognized as drones, the normal, human-sized ones, a little one, maybe half the size, and what appeared to be a monster straight out of his childhood nightmares. A towering creature, well over six foot tall, its wide, bulky frame covered in thick, bulbous plates as huge, scythe-like blades loomed out from its back

The focus of all but one was drawn by a high-pitched screeching, Bakki had woken up

Layla started awake and loosed a startled gasp, before getting ahold of herself, her eyes darting around at their new visitors

“Bakki," she said to the screaming yinglet. “Shush."

Bakki did, his eyes still bugged out, fur bristling

“Help… me…" you whisper, your eyes pleading with her

“Oh, grow a pair, Jaten!" Layla said, getting to her feet, smiling. “These are Indrel! Rescue Indrel, right? Deployed to oversee the construction effort?"

“Hhhhhhyessss," hissed the most standard-looking Indrel. “Weee fooound hyyyourrr tiplooood in ssstorrrm. Nnkneeew hhhyyuuumansss werrre iiin daaangerrr."

“You found my tiplod?" Jaten said, getting to his feet. “Did you send her back to–"

“Werrre gooooing to eaaat," rumbled the Big One. “As paaaymeeent."

Layla walked around and inspected them, her dark, blue-lit silhouette marching fearlessly among the giant bugs. “But you didn't?"

“Nooooo," one of the medium ones said, looking between Jaten and Layla. “Negotiaaate."

Layla jabbed a thumb at Jaten. “Negotiate?"

The insect nodded and pointed at Layla, too. Jaten saw her pause as though surprised, his eyes still not quite able to make faces in the blue haze of the fungal lamp. The silence broke when she threw her head back and laughed, jutting her hand out to what he assumed was the lead Indrel. “Y'know, I've always wanted to 'negotiate' with an Indrel, it sounds like a lot of fun! But those stuffy bitches we used to get would always go for the lords and ladies."

“Agrrreeed? Negotiaaate?"

Layla threw her arm around Jaten's shoulders. “Hell, call us 'acting diplomats'!"

“What the fuck are you talking about?"

She leaned in a whispered out the side of her mouth. “Shaddup, I'm saving you buying a new tiplod."

“Well, alright then."

Layla set about striking sparks off of flint into a pile of tinder and soon there was a roaring fire. Bakki and Jaten gasped, Bakki'd never seen an Indrel up close, Jaten had, but not these kind of Indrel. The Big One was, well, big, seven feet tall with a huge, robust body and heavy armor plating. She also had what appeared to be enormous tits, each one the size and shape of prize-winning mire-melons, much bigger than his head. The rest were also extremely well endowed, even the cute little Indrel was sporting what had to be a pair of double Ds that looked preposterous on her tiny frame

“Booooooobies…" Bakki muttered, spellbound, drooling slightly. “I wanna… I wanna do to 'em!"

“Down boy," Layla said, patting him on the head. “Like what you see, Jaten?"

Jaten gestured at the stacked Indrel, eyes very clearly not on their faces. “…What?"

“They make this goop when they eat too much, see?" Layla said, walking over and grabbing hold of the nearest Indrel's bosom, causing her to jump in surprise, which soon gave way to a sultry, hungry look. “It's kinda like honey, I guess? Anyway, they store it all over their body, but right here in particular. Sure beats getting fat! Pretty nice, huh? These gals in particular have lots of the stuff so they can nurse injured humans back to health while they rescue them! Honey angels of mercy!"

Jaten caught himself staring and averted his eyes from the Little One's disproportionate 'storage units' and toward the ceiling. “T-that's, uhh, interesting…"

Layla smirked and swept in behind Little One and plucked her off the ground, the cute little bug squawked and squirmed in alarm

Layla walked over to Jaten, holding out the wriggling bug, chest first. “You like 'em? Give 'em a squeeeeeze! They're nice and firm and warm~"

Jaten took a step back, hands out in front of him. “L-Layla?! What are you doing? Aren't we supposed to be negotiating?"

Little One's head spun around, making Jaten squawk and recoil. She shot Layla an incredulous look, pointing to Jaten. “Heee neeew?"

“No-ho-ho no~" Layla turned to Jaten and hissed. “Stop playing dumb! You're embarrassing me in front of the bugs!"

“What are you talking about, Layla?"

“Jaten! How do you think we got through the mountain before? How do you think we get through them now? These bugs got a thing for humans, so we oblige them nice and hard, that's what everyone means by 'negotiating'. How the hell did you not know this?"

Jaten cleared his throat nervously, he'd always hidden from the Indrel when they walked about the camp, doing… whatever it was they did. He'd always found them creepy. “I… was sleeping."

Layla looked down at Little. “His dick works, I assure you."

“Good," Little buzzed, smiling. “Nnnot innnteresssted in braaaiiin."

“Hey!"

Layla tossed Little One into his arms and jabbed a thumb over her shoulder at the giant Indrel. “Hey, if you want the Big One, all you have to do is say so."

“HyyyyyI akkhcept!" Big lowed, smiling. “HyyyyI willl… trrryyy be geeentle."

Jaten looked down at the shortstack Indrel in his arms, she shot him a sultry look, hard eyelids fluttering with an audible clicking noise. “Can't we, uh, negotiate later? After we get back to camp, say?"

“Iiimposssible," The Leader said. “Stooorrrm tooo harrrsh for hyyuuumaaansss. Ssstaaay herrre. Ssstay aaand neeegotiaaate."

“For how long?" Asked Jaten, dreading the answer

“Biiig ssstorrrm. Biiig very. Daaays, weeek," said the fourth Indrel, slinking up to Jaten, long black tongue flicking from her mouth. “Weeek, hope much. Muuuch negoootiaaate!"

Ah

She's the Slutty One

Slutty slunk around and set her claws on his shoulders as Little One draped her arms around his neck, purring

Layla smiled and turned around to face Big and Leader. “Alright, who's first?"

“Boobies! Boobies!" Bakki cackled, hands reaching as he jumped up and down. “Give Bakki zhe big biiiig boobies yes! Give give give!"

“Stick him in your tits, will ya?" Layla said to Big. “That's all he needs."

The huge Indrel cocked her head in confusion. “Theee ssscav?"

“Hey!" Layla bristled and snapped her fingers, pointing. “His name is Bakki, and he could fuck you until you beg for mercy if he wanted to!"

“I'm splendid!"

Big One shrugged and plucked the little yinglet off the ground, nestling him in her cleavage, only his head and legs and tail visible.

“Oh yes!" Bakki croaked, clearly having trouble breathing. “Oh yes yes yes YES!"

Layla slipped out of her skivvies and lay down on her straw sleeping mat, beckoning the Leader. “C'mon over and negotiate."

Leader chittered and scampered over, cupping Layla's large, perky breasts in her claws, stooping over to take one of her nipples into her mouth, her long black tongue lapping at the sensitive nub

Layla sighed and exhaled as the bug went to work. “Y-you've done this before!"

“Hhhyyyumans geeet lost muuuch," Leader said, rubbing her face against Layla's tits. “Maaales mostlyyy buuut feeemales sometiiimes. Liiike feeemales, very. Very very very!"

Layla lifted Leader's face up, smiling, before shuffling down to her abdomen. “You let me know if I'm doing it right."

Her fingers traced the shiny, fleshy ridge at the end of her abdomen. The Indrel shuddered, chittering as the human woman applied pressure, her fingers sinking into her body with a slick sound, spreading her apart. Leader buzzed, her abdomen pulsating as the little claws flanking her sex grasped at Layla's hand, gasping as Layla leaned in and slipped her tongue into her open sex. Layla worked her fingers in and out of the tight, clenching hole as her tongue pressed inward. She lapped at the inhumanly hot flesh, nibbling and sucking as her fingers picked up the pace, the thick bug loveslime running down her chin and wrist in clear rivulets

“Khxxxrhhhrhr!" Leader buzzed, her claws digging into the stony cave floor. “Hyyyyyuuuuummaaaaan! Khkhxclooose!"

Layla's eyes snapped open as a spray of jelly-like cum rushed into her mouth, splattering her face, dripping down her chin and coating her chest. The Indrel shuddered and panted, her eyes half-lidded

“Woof!" Layla chuckled, wiping off her chin. “That was… new. Huh. You're not all frozen up?"

The Leader turned to face her, head cocked; Layla smiled toothily and cracked her neck. “Guess I'll have to do better!"

Jaten was guided to his mat by Slutty, as Little ran a hot black tongue up the side of his face, her facial mandibles tracing his ear sensuously. The Indrel had always creeped him out, from they way they don't talk, to the way they stare, the way they move, all of it just rubbed him the wrong way. Now, there were two of them very enthusiastically angling to rub him the right way

And he was starting to… open up to the idea?

Maybe it was the tension from watching his cave-mates rut like animals for so long?

Maybe it was their willingness and horniness rubbing off on him?

Maybe it was the tits?

Yeah, the tits definitely helped

Jaten was subtly and effortlessly maneuvered out of his shirt as he sat down on the mat, Little straddled his hips, pressing her warm, full bosom against his bare chest, staring into his eyes with yearning. Jaten admitted to himself that she was adorable, and it'd been so long since someone looked at him that way

Fuck it

He reached up and placed his hand on her back, pulling her close. She got the idea and pressed her hard, lipless mouth against his. Jaten took the initiative and pressed his tongue into her mouth. She had a strange flavor, tangy and sweet, a little musky even. She fired back with her own tongue-work, her longer, narrower organ sliding into his mouth, practically tracing the back of his molars. He wrestled with her for a bit, his wider tongue able to pin hers against his teeth for a moment. He smiled as she wriggled, releasing her as they broke the kiss, a string of thick musky saliva hanging between their mouths. She stared at him with such carnal want he shivered, jumping when he felt claws hook into his waistband and, with a yank, his pants were pulled free of his body

His cock shot up like a springboard, thumping into the underside of Little One's warm, pulsating abdomen, he could feel the hot honey dripping from her waiting sex, her mating pincers flexing and searching for his cock

Jaten gasped as a pincer took hold of the base of his dick, lining it up with the dripping, open hole. Slutty chittered in amusement as Little's abdomen searched about for his cock, each time she almost found it, Slutty would move it, but not before giving her needy hole a playful smack

Jaten took mercy on Little One and grabbed his cock and lined it up with her sex, gasping as she pressed her hot, slick opening. Little One pressed down, an unmistakable look of frustration on her face. Jaten darted forward and kissed her, her eyes wide open as her antennae stood ramrod stiff. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and began to wrestle with hers. Little's eyes focused on him again, half-lidded and dreamy, snapping back open only when his cockhead popped into her

She made a noise that was somewhere between a buzz and a squeal, Jaten loosed a breathy moan as she pressed down, his shaft slowly sinking into her hot, tight depths. He gasped as hard, flexible rings popped over his head with an almost audible squeak, slick flesh massaging and gripping as he sank deeper. After what felt like minutes, she had taken him to the base

“Whoa…" Jaten murmured, a little dazed. “You, uh, you okay?"

Little lunged forward and mashed her lipless mouth against his, her hot, slick tongue surging inside in an aggressive kiss. He gasped into her mouth as she suddenly pulled herself almost completely off of him, those odd rings catching around his head the other way, before slamming her abdomen back down, taking his whole length with a wet slurp. He moaned as she did it again and again, setting a wild pace

Little One rode his cock while their tongues wrestled and writhed. Jaten returned her energy, swinging his hips up, jabbing his cock up in short little stabs, stirring her insides as his tongue pushed into her mouth, tracing her sharp teeth and shearing, blade-like mouthparts

He broke the kiss and grabbed hold of her waist and rolled the two of them over, pinning her on her back. She stared up at him, face impassive but her eyes burned with excitement. Jaten matched her pace from before, his hips crashing into her abdomen with a wet clapping sound, her huge 'reserves' bouncing and jiggling. He reached out and grabbed them, massaging and squeezing, causing her to moan out loud, her hole clenching tight around him

“Fuuuckhkhkhkh meee…GrrrAAAAH!" She threw her head back and growled as she came, her body going ram-rod stiff

Jaten moaned as she spasmed around him, squeezing his cock as a hot rush of thick, sticky cum squirted out around his shaft, soaking his balls and splattering on his mat

Jaten didn't notice her strange stiffness as he continued to thrust, panting and huffing as his own climax drew close. His buttocks clenched as he ground himself into her, groaning as he came, his cock jumping and twitching inside her

Jaten panted as he loomed over the stunned, slack bug. He stooped down and planted a delicate kiss on her slightly open mouth

Hard, clawed hands looped up under his arms and pulled him back and off Little One, his cock slipping out of her with a lewd pop

Jaten tumbled backward onto his mat, looking up at the Slutty One with trepidation, she loomed over him, her eyes alight with predatory lust, mouthparts splitting apart at the seams as a low throaty growl escaped her. “Hhhhyyyuuuuman… Khxkhkhxxx…"

“Be gentle?"

“Hhhhhno."

Big One watched impatiently as Layla worked on Leader, the sound of their increasingly passionate fucking echoing off the cave walls. A wheezy squeak drew her attention down to her chest, where the brown yinglet was still nestled up to his chest, a look of utter bliss on his rattish face

“Miss So-booby bug lady has zhe best boobies!" Bakki husked, wrapping his stilt arms around the breasts encasing his lower body, squeezing them together. “Bakki can die happy now!"

Big One grunted and flexed, popping the yinglet out the bottom of her bust and onto the dusty cave floor

“Nooooo!" Bakki wailed in dismay as the huge Indrel set off towards the other two. “Bakki was home! Bakki was finally hooooome!"

Big One smiled as she snuck up on the amorous pair, Layla's face, coated with clear bug cum, was buried in Leader's pussy, lips working as she suckled and nibbled, her skilled tongue pushing deep. Leader was face-down on the mat, roaring as yet another climax gripped her. Layla pulled her mouth away and allowed her honey to coat her tits, smiling as she rubbed it around

“That was a big one! Am I getting the hang of this yet?" Layla chuckled, wiping off her chin. “…Hello?"

Leader stood still, frozen in place, expression frozen in a moment of ecstasy

“Ha ha!" Layla pumped her fist. “One down! Alright, Biggun, get on over–"

A huge pair of pincers clamped under her arms and plucked her off the mat. She was brought face to face with a grinning Big One, whose mouth parts split apart to reveal the dark green flesh of her inner mouth, her long black tongue unraveled until it reached between her breasts, it wriggled and writhed like a snake. It was as thick her wrist at the base

“Someone's hungry…" Layla smiled, raising her legs up and locking them around Big One's shoulders, her rump resting on the shelf of her bust. “Well? Eat up!"

Big One laid them both down on the mat, her tongue reared up and lapped at her sex, coiling on top of her clit before pushing deep into her sex until the moist, green flesh of her mouthparts were pressed right into Layla's groin, her lower mandibles cupping her muscular buttocks. Layla Panted and moaned, reaching down and grasping Big One's headplate, muttering breathless encouragements as the huge insect went to work

Layla's eyes snapped open, her mouth working wordlessly, hips bucking. The tip of her tongue wriggled deep inside while the thick base undulated, rubbing against the sweet spot behind her mound. Her soft inner mouth rubbed and suckled on her outer lips and hard, swollen clit, sending jolts of pleasure though the woman's writhing body, her pincers reaching up and squeezing her perky, sensitive tits. Layla's arched off the mat as she came hard into Big One's mouth, her ladycum eagerly swallowed by the lustful insect

Layla's orgasmic cries were muffled by a wet, sticky Indrel pussy as Leader, having come down from her post-orgasmic lock-up, decided that she wanted seconds. Layla reached up and grabbed her abdomen with both hands, her mouth practically vanishing into Leader's sex

Bakki cocked his head, looking around the cave; Jaten and the other bug-lady were rutting like animals on the floor, the Indrel drooling obscene quantities of an odd, off-yellow substance into Jaten's open mouth, his eyes glazed and distant as he frenetically hammered in and out of her

“What about Bakki?"

The small bug was still on her back, abdomen pulsating, her expression dazed and distant. No luck there

Leader bug's hole was taken by Miss Layla, who was doing her level best at mouth-fun. He looked over at the Big One, who seemed to be trying to swallow Miss Layla whole, her big beautiful boobies squished together under her, inaccessible

Bakki looked down as his cocktip began to poke out, throbbing and exposed, and whined. “Where is Bakki going to go?"

A drip of thick, clear fluid dripped down onto his snout from somewhere overhead. Bakki reached up and touched it, the stuff was warm and slick, a little sticky like warm honey. He knew what that was like because one time Miss Layla smeared hot honey all over his–

Bakki's cock jumped in protest, threatening to pop out, desperate to lodge itself somewhere hot and wet

He squealed in frustration stomping his feet. “Bakki wanna hump! Why can't I's–"

Another drip, this time on his nose

“What is?" Bakki licked the spot, it tasted funny, tangy, musky, salty, but also kinda sweet. “Is nice."

Another droplet, and another. Bakki looked up and saw the Big One's abdomen looming over him. It was the size of a 50 gallon barrel and covered in thick, gnarled armor plates. Bakki resisted the urge to scream and run and hide. The pincers at the end of her abdomen were clenching and twitching, another drip landed square between his eyes. Bakki could see the livid flesh between them, slick and open as the pincers searched for something to satisfy

Bakki's eyes narrowed as a grin crawled across his face. “Yes."

The little yinglet hopped up onto the huge, pulsating abdomen, clinging to the rough armor plates as he scampered towards his prize."Yes yes yes!"

Big One started to turn to see what what going on when Layla's muscular legs clamped around her head. Bakki panted with lust as he grasped the gnarled protrusions of her armor plate with all four hands, mashing his still-sheathed cock into the huge insect's open, twitching sex. Bakki exhaled explosively as his slit was unable to contain him any longer, his full length shooting out as though on a spring

Big One's eyes snapped open wide as the massive intruding organ stabbed deep into her tunnel, smashing past nine rings and stretching her opening almost to splitting. She lowed, deep and throaty, causing Layla to break away from her meal, her face coated with sex-honey

“F-fuck! Ah! Keep doing tha–Aah!"

“Bakki feels zhis! Bakki feels zhis!" He said as the rings buzzed around his cock, especially strong near his thick base

Big One reached back to dislodge the violating yinglet when he yanked his cock out and plunged it back it, causing her to jolt and moan. Bakki's hips moved with their usual frenetic pace, effortlessly sheathing himself in the twitching, clenching hole

Layla looked out over Big One's shoulder, a wry smile crawling across her face. “Hey… yeah, Bakki! Go for for it, you mad bastard! Give it to 'er! Give it!"

“B-Bakki's givin'! Givin' so so much! Miss Big Bug Lady is so so nice and r-roomy!"

Big One buzzed and panted as the huge scav-cock stirred her deep inside while splaying her outer flesh wide, her ministrations to Layla becoming sporadic and distracted

Layla cackled and pat her on the headplate. “I don't think she feels so roomy, Bakki! Make her squeal! Maker her–Glmph!"

Leader's coital pincers grabbed Layla by the cheeks as she mashed her impatient hole into Layla's mouth

“Yes!" Bakki huffed, grinding his hips into her. “Yes yes!"

Big One's mouth and tongue went wild as the yinglet continued to take her from behind, bellowing as a climax surged through her body, soaking Bakki's belly in a veritable geyser of cum, her body going stiff and motionless. Bakki took no notice and continued to thrust with wild abandon

Layla took notice and once again broke her kiss with Leader's cunt. “Hey, uh, Bakki? You can stop, she's doing the–"

The huge Indrel went slack, collapsing to the ground in a minor seismic event

Layla swore she felt herself lift off the ground with that one. “Whoa!"

Big One stared ahead, eyes unfocused and blinking out of synch, mouth agape, her limbs moving weakly, mandibles sloppily clacking together

“B-Big Bug Lady i-is goin' n-nuh-nuts in zhere!" Bakki stammered as he hammered into the fucked-silly insect

“Ghrrrirkkr! Hhhhwhaaat iiis–?" Leader began to say, only for Layla to grab her head and shove it between her legs. “Girl left a job unfinished. Pick up the slack!"

“Buuut–!"

“Oh, look at her!" Layla gestured at the blissful, drooling expression on Big One's face. “She's loving it!"

Another, stronger gush of cum coated Bakki's belly, almost knocking the little scav off his massive conquest

“Now…" Layla said, opening her legs. “Show me what you got!"

Leader smiled and nodded, standing over Layla. She leaned forward, her head spinning on her shoulders, bending backwards until her mouth was lined up with Layla's pussy

“You girls are limber!" Layla chuckled. “But why're you…"

A droplet of loveslime dripped onto her cheek, she looked up and saw Leader's waiting, eager sex

“Looks like I got a job to finish too, huh?"

Leader responded by latching her mouth onto Layla's crotch like Big One had done

“I like you gals!" Layla said, lining the Indrel's sex up with her mouth. “Y'got spunk!"

Leader trilled as the human got to work. Layla kissed and suckled the green flesh, her fingers probing, rubbing. While Layla was more inclined towards men (or their dicks, anyway) she was hardly squeamish about having fun with women. To say she knew her way around a pussy was something of an understatement, but these bug ladies had her stumped. While Leader was certainly enjoying herself, clenching and buzzing, it stung Layla on some level that she wasn't blowing this bug-girl's mind!

Shit, even Jaten had put one of those critters into a trance!

She glanced over to see the Slutty One riding Jaten like a pissed off baxxid, her mouth hanging open as she drooled a stream of that weird honey-stuff into Jaten's open mouth. His face was a dazed mask of pleasure, that bug slime seeming to be taking effect in a big way, his hips thrusting up with wild abandon as he made that bug-slut his.

…Wow, okay. Bakki was right. Jaten did have a nice cock

Layla blinked as a coital pincer tapped her on the forehead. “Right. Sorry."

She glanced over at Jaten's thick cock ruthlessly pounding the quivering bug-cunt, stretching her and stirring her up. She smirked and lined up three fingers. “I have some catching up to do anyway. C'mere, bitch!"

She jammed her fingers in as deep as they could go, tugging at sensitive parts and rubbing others as she rotated them about. The effect was immediate, Leader-Bug letting up on her duties down there as she lost herself to the pleasure. Layla cackled and carried on, squeezing in her pinky finger in before her victim went stiff, eyes wide as her mouth hung agape. Layla pushed through, fingers skillfully playing and teasing as she mashed her soft lips against the squeezing pussy, painting her face in the hot spray of honey-thick love juice erupting from her blitzed prey

Leader-bug collapsed in a jittering heap as Layla redoubled her efforts, relishing the crushing pressure on her fingers as she coaxed orgasm after orgasm out of her helpless partner. “Three! …Four! …Five! C'mon! Help me catch up here– Six! Fuck me, bug, we're going for ten! You up for that?

Leader twitched, mouth agape as she drooled on the ground

“Too bad, this is my show now!" Layla said, looming over the Leader. “…Seven!"

Bakki loosed a shuddering gasp as he erupted inside the Big Bug Lady for what must have been the most-est time. Bakki couldn't count past five yet, so 'most-est' was his 'more than five' word. Must have been a two most-est, maybe a three. It was strange, though, as after his second or third cums Miss Layla was dripping the stuff, his seed forming a puddle on whatever surface they were fucking on. But not one drop was coming out of Miss Big Bug Lady, besides her own stuff, which was essentially soaking his entire lower half and puddling on the floor

Bakki frowned

He liked seeing his stuff all over the place, seeing it shine on Miss Layla's sopretty boobies and belly and lap, dripping down her sopretty face and thighs. Where was all his nice white cum? Miss Big Bug Lady was so roomy and deep, his biiig pecker didn't even hit anything at the back no matter how hard he shoved it in. Was all his cum just staying in there? Her funny bug backside (not a proper rump like sopretty Miss Layla had) was about the size of a barrel. Was he just filling up a barrel with his hot scav jizz?

A part of him found the idea funny and so-proud feeling. Bakki was a splendid yinglet, after all, and he could probably fill a whole barrel if given time. A bucket in a couple days, anyway. He would have to ask Miss Layla to help him with this experiment with her mouth and pussy and sopretty perfect boobies–

No! Focus!

He wanted to see his mark! See it all shiny and pretty on some big, beautiful boobies!

He ceased his frantic humping and looked down at Miss Big Bug Lady. Her boobies were the biggest and most booby of all! But she was face-down and all limp and fuck-dumb. Bakki could remember the time Miss Layla rolled over in her sleep and her sopretty heavy body crushed down on him, his face buried in her wonderful boobies. It was so hard to breathe and move, he came almost instantly, painting her with his seed… what was he thinking about?

Oh, right!

Miss Layla was a big woman, but Big Bug Lady was bigger. Bigger than Mr. Jaten. Bigger than any human Bakki had ever seen! Rolling her over so he could cum on her boobies was not gonna happen

He looked around: Miss Layla was kneeling over the other bug-lady, sitting on her back as she mercilessly coaxed gush after gush out of the poor bug. Her perfect boobies slick with sweat and clear slick bug-juice, but high up, while the bug-lady's boobies were pressed into the ground too

Jaten was currently fucking (or being fucked?) by the most pretty and horny bug lady, his rather excellent human cock doing good work if her reactions were anything to go by. Jaten's head was presently pressed between her perfect boobies, his face peering out the top as she lavished thick, syrupy licks and kisses all over his face and mouth

Bakki had not known Jaten long enough to risk jizzing all over his face and open mouth. That sort of thing would come after they fuck for the first time

So, soon, but not now

He had another load of cum welling up and there were no canvasses on which to commit his art! Outrage!

But wait

Over there, on the ground: the Little Bug Lady

She was still fuck-stunned by Mr. Jaten, laying in the dirt, mouth open and eyes unfocused

Her nice, pert, sopretty boobies pointing skyward, scandalously uncoated in hot scav cum

This would not do

Bakki withdrew his enormous cock with a lewd, slick sound, his chest a belly coated in the ensuing eruption of bug-love

He hopped over to the dazed Little Bug Lady, his ten inches of red, throbbing scav-meat looming over her, casting a dim shadow on her tits. “Hello hello Miss Little Bug Lady. I am Bakki. I am a splendid yinglet. Is different from regular yinglet, yes?"

She twitched, one of her forehead eyes rolling in his direction, her jaws clacking before going slack

“Yes." Bakki grabbed the base of his immense, dripping cock and wagged it. “As Bakki is a splendid yinglet, may Bakki cum all over your sopretty boobies? I very much want to and I cum a lot so all your sopretty boobies will be all covered! So, no worries!"

Her abdomen pulsed for a moment, her limbs seemed to want to move but couldn't

“Hm. Oh, yes! Miss Layla taught me zhis trick! Blink once for 'no' and twice for 'yes! Is so smart, like Miss Layla!"

Left eye blinked twice while her right fell half-lidded before blinking three times

Bakki counted them out on his fingers. “Zhat's… neizher. But more zhan two! So, very yes!"

He looked down at his throbbing erection and frowned. “Oh. In all zhe talking and counting, Bakki does not need to cum any more. Sorry for zhe bozher."

A rapid clicking drew his attention down her her open, dripping bug-pussy, the little claws around it made grabbing motions, guiding an imaginary cock to the bug-hole. Bakki pondered this for a moment before a revelation struck: “Oh! Bakki can get his cum-feeling back wizh your pussy? Two clicks for 'yes'."

Click-click-click-click-clickclickclickclick–

“Okay, okay, jeez!"

Bakki lined his throbbing member up with the fucked-open pussy, the pincers flanking it quivering. His narrow tip slipped in with little trouble, Bakki sighing as he felt the first two rings bump past his tip. “Bug pussy's so fun. Is… poppy. Poppy is a word Bakki made up just now. Pop! Pop! Pop!"

He lunged forward, hilting himself in a single thrust. Little Bug Lady was a lot less roomy than Big Bug Lady, Bakki could feel those funny little rings inside bunch up and get stuck 2/3rd down his shaft, unable to encompass his three-inch thick base. “Too big for pop? Is okay, Bakki will make you feel good anyway!"

He pushed deeper, relishing the feeling of pressure around his cock; Little Bug Lady was cumming hard again and again, going crazy like Miss Big Bug Lady. But all her stuff could not get out past the seal his cock made with her body. It was a different kind of pressure to Miss Layla's nice, muscular pussy. Different, but still nice

He withdrew his cock and the juice sprayed out in a jet before he hilted himself again. Little Bug Lady lay on her back, her beautiful boobies bouncing as Bakki savaged her insides, blithely humping away at a frenetic pace, pushing the poor insect deeper into her stupor

“A-aha! Miss Little Bug Lady! Y-you're so good and tight! B-Bakki is gettin' c-close!" Bakki whined. “Miss Little Bug Lady is too tight and not-roomy! Bakki gonna-g-gonna–EEEEYAAA!"

He shot four or five pulses deep into the little Indrel before yanking his cock out, his seed spraying out on a jet of bug-cum. He pumped his cock with both hands as thick streams of cum three feet long erupted from his cock, splattering and pooling and covering the slick, perky breasts of the little Indrel. Bakki panted for a moment, looking exultant. “Yes."

He leaned forward and smeared his cum all over her tits, wholly glazing them, causing them to shine and gleam in the firelight. “Yes! Yes!"

He walked up and sandwiched his cock between her slick breasts, his cocktip poking the roof of her gaping, open mouth as he pumped. “You look hungry. Bakki will feed you."

In what must have been a monumental show of will, she angled her head up and feebly suckled on his tip, flexible tongue lavishing praise upon his cockhole

“Yes~"

Jaten was in a daze, between the unbelievable things the Slutty One was doing to his dick and the effects of the thick, soporific honey she was pouring down his throat, his orgasm never seemed to end. As soon as one climax rose upon him, his partner would lock him with a sweet, musky kiss and his body would react. His cock would snap to attention as his balls throbbed, flush with hot blood as they kicked cum production into overdrive

Just as Slutty was preparing to wring another load of jizz out of him, her antennae perked up, her head bonelessly swiveling on her shoulders in a manner that would have horrified him were he not seven inches deep in a bug that was hijacking his body and mind to harvest seed

She clacked her mandibles together and smiled in what could only be malicious amusement. She stood up, her cunt gripping Jaten like a vice, forcing him to get to his feet and follow after her. He panted mindlessly as he humped away at the strolling Indrel leading him along literally by the dick

She walked over and shoo'd away the other Indrel before stopping and angling her abdomen down, forcing him to his knees. With a loud, comical 'pop' she released his cock and moved out of the way, revealing a splayed out, wide-legged Layla, her womanhood open and wet before him

“Uh." They said in unison, simultaneously blushing and looking away from one another

“Did, uh…" Jaten said, after a few seconds. “You put them up to this?"

“No!" She said, a little too forcefully. “Uh… did you?"

“No!" He squawked before reeling himself back in. “N-no. I, uh, I…"

“Huuumaaansss…" The Leader Indrel droned, her claws spreading Layla's pussy. “Maaale… Feeemaaale… maaake liiitle huuumansss. Maaake maaany. Maaany huuumaaanssss fooor cooolonyyy…"

Were they planning on breeding the two of them for future use? Is that what was going on here? Did the Indrel seriously think he'd let let himself succumb to base instincts and… plunge his cock deep inside the most beautiful woman he's ever met? To press himself against her perfect, sweat-slicked body? Kiss her and squeeze her flawless tits together and melt into her–

Jaten's cock slid into her open, wet pussy with a slick, frictionless motion. Layla groaned and wrapped her legs around his midsection, her muscular arms constricting around his shoulders as she pulled him tight, her mouth a seal around his as his hips bucked wildly, stirring up her insides

“F-fuck!" Layla panted as their hips clapped together. “Jaten! I had no i-idea! We c-could been doing this the whole time!"

Jaten panted as he hilted himself in her, lost in sensation. She was so tight and warm, but not stiff and slick like the Indrel, his addled mind couldn't decide which he preferred. But something deep and low within him urged him onward, thrusting towards yet another orgasm

Some dim part of him was flatly amused that he probably didn't have enough seed left in him to get the one person in this cave he could knock up with child

Sorry bug-ladies, no human cattle this time

He opened his mouth to say… something. Honestly, he left his thinking and speaking mind behind at the fifth nut he'd busted, and that had been a while ago. Layla silenced him with her mouth, pulling him close, practically crushing him. She was stronger than she looked, and she looked like she could crush melons with a squat

The things she was doing to his cock had to be felt to be believed. She'd been laying pipe with that freakishly endowed scav and was still this tight?!

“Fuck me, you pussy," she hissed in his ear. “Fuck me and have me how you've always wanted to, you little bitch."

Jaten smirked at this, preparing to unveil his secret weapon. “The only bitch here… is you!"

He rolled her onto her side and slide up behind her, angling his cock up between her legs. Layla glanced at him over her shoulder, smirking. “Got a trump card ehhEEEHHHHH!!"

His cock slide in from behind, long and thick, grinding against the sweet spot on the front of her tunnel, digging and dragging along it before slipping deep into her, smacking into the other sweet spot at the back

“HOH FUCK JATEN!!" She groaned, reaching back and grabbing his taut ass as she came. “Fuck me like that, you pansy! Like that!"

“Ooh~" Bakki cooed as the little Indrel bobbed on his huge cock. “Mr. Jaten knows zhe trick as well."

The Indrel watched intently as the humans rutted like animals, the sounds of their soft, wet bodies meeting like a row of lurid applause. Slutty glanced over at the Leader, smirking at the low, frustrated scowl on her face. A few pheromone jets alerted her to this observation, Slutty's scent and body language suggesting something to the effect of 'both? Greedy little grub. Pick one, the guard will be back with us soon, and she will want her due.'

Leader glowered at Slutty and turned back to the rutting humans, Layla rolling into her third full-body orgasming with a throaty moan. It was somewhat satisfying to see her laid low like this, but also frustrating that she was currently hogging the only available cock… she would have to observe further to see if the Scav was worthy

'Hurry it up,' the Leader commanded, wordlessly. 'I know you know how.'

Slutty grinned and nodded, assuming a mockingly dutiful mien before sweeping up behind Jaten, leaning down to observe his clenching ass

“Huh?" Jaten grunted as fuzzy antennae poked his cheeks. “What are you–"

Slutty unhinged her jaw and dove in, her mandibles grabbing his cheeks as her tongue wove out. It played with his dripping, swollen balls for a moment before finding its target, snaking up between his cheeks and into the tight pucker between. Jaten loosed something that was between a squawk, a moan, and a grunt as her long black leathery tongue slithered over a bulbous, sensitive point within

“Guuuufuuuuck…" He moaned. “Layla, I'm–Ungh!"

Jets of seed splattered within her, his overtaxed balls somehow producing enough spunk to paint her inner walls white as a atavistic need lurched within him, seeding the only fertile ground on hand

“How…" Layla panted, coming down from her own orgasm. “How do you still have that much cum in you?"

“What can I say?" He said, nibbling her ear. “You bring out the worst in me."

Layla glanced up and then over her shoulder at Jaten. “Hope you held enough back to be a good host."

“What…" Jaten looked to where she was looking and saw the huge Indrel looming over the other two, a glint in her five eyes. “Oh."

The immense bug cast the other two aside and tromped over to the humans, her hard, armored face now shifting into what could only be a leer. She reached down with a huge claw and plucked Layla off the ground, holding her up as she looked into her eyes “Llllaterrr…"

Layla smirked. “It's a date."

With that, the Big One cast her aside and eyed up Jaten, eyes shimmering with lust. “You."

Jaten whimpered, squirming. “Can't we just cuddle?"

“Nnno."

“Fuck…"

“Yyyes!"

Some days layer and the rain had stopped, the sun peering through the dispersing clouds in golden pillars. The river had calmed and receded. The storm was over

Layla stepped out of the cave and peered into the sky, her eyes stinging with the long-absent sunlight. “Seems like the storm's cleared up. Jaten, start working on packing our things. Jaten?"

She turned around to see him curled up on the floor, head resting on the soft bosom of the also sleeping Slutty Indrel. Curled up atop a sleeping Big One was Bakki, looking like a cat in the sun

“Alright." Layla grumbled, looking at the comfy debacle. “I'll do all the work… as usual."

When the rest of the lot had packed up, Layla assembled her lot to head out, the moved to head out

Only to find the Indrel blocking their path.

“So…" Layla said. “We heading out or…?"

“H-hey!" Jaten said, paling. “You gals were just joking about that 'breeding' thing, right? …Right?"

“Theeeeere isss…" Leader Indrel droned. “Aaaaa maaaterrr of paaaymeeent."

“Oh, for fuck's sake!" Layla exclaimed. “Was three days of fucking not enough?!"

“Yeah!" Jaten broke in. “I thought all that was our payment!"

“I'm mad too for some reason!" Bakki exclaimed

The Indrel exchanged looks and shoved Leader forward. “Waaasss… fiiindeeersss feeee. Fooor fiiinnnding and heeelpiiing."

“Aaand forrr nottt eaaating tiploood," the Big One grunted

Leader silently signaled Little One and she stepped forward with an abacus, her claws clicking against the beads. “Fooor esssscort and meeedical assssisstaaance; theee heallling jelllyyy…"

Jaten reached up and touched where there should have been a tender goose-egg and a fresh wound, finding only a dry, peeling scab. “Huh."

Little One finished her calculations. “Onnne huuundreeed silver."

Layla and Jaten's jaws dropped

Bakki examined them for a moment before mimicing the expression

“I could buy a new cart for that!" Layla cried

“I need to buy a new cart!" Jaten said, dismayed

“But after our sellings of zhe blood tea, we'll only have 22 silver and 56 coppers left!" Bakki wailed. “Barely enough to buy a week at zhe inn wizh hot water!"

Layla did a quick double take, eyeing up Bakki for a moment before turning back to the Indrel, her quick mind working away. Three days of passion doesn't come from no-where, and she never did see a basic bitch Indrel collecting 'payment' before, always the fancy ones…

Thinking…

Thinking…

Ah!

“Well, yeah, you could take our money…" Layla drawled, a smile crawling across her face. “But what if we… negotiate some more?"

The four perked up, rear pinchers clacking, but Layla raised a hand. “Not now. Not with you."

The skint Indrel exchanged looks as Layla continued. “Damn shame, isn't it? How those fancy ladies hog all the diplomats? How only they get to negotiate day after day, week after week. There must be a lot of Indrel gals such as yourselves in your hive… what if instead of 100 silver, the three of us, uh, provide 'alternative payment' whenever we pass through these mountains, hmm?"

“Layla…" Jaten said, forebodingly

“You want a new wagon, dontcha?"

Jaten sighed and threw up his hands, and Layla turned back to the bugs. “You critters can, like, pass our scent along to other Indrel, right? Why not have us provide a night of 'negotiation' for a trip one way, and then another back? That'll get you gals on the good side of your sisters, right?"

The Indrel exchanged looks, devious smiles spreading across their hard, buggy faces. “Rrraaate?"

“Ten silver!" Jaten exclaimed

“Five silver!" Layla shouted over him

“One silver!" Bakki cheered

The Indrel perked up at this offer and instantly reached a consensus. “Cooome, goooo… onnne sssilverrr."

One silver for a round trip

One hundred passages

“I'll pay," said Jaten, urgently

“Shaddup!" Layla snarled, turning back to the Indrel. “If that's the case, what say we get exclusive access to this backroad? Any Indrel that want to escort us will be well cared for!"

Jaten opened his mouth to question her when he remembered the purpose of the road-doubling; to install a weigh-station to skim money from the freight passing through. 5% estimated profits, he recalled. “Uhhh… yeah! Very well looked after!"

“We's will pass zhem around like a cheap coin zhe whooooole way!" Bakki said, leering

That seemed to seal the deal. The Indrel smirked and nodded, Leader offering her hand. “Nnnegotaaationsss coooncluuudeeed."

Jaten sighed as Bakki and Layla congratulated themselves. Sure, this was a promising venture, but would it be worth the effort?

He looked over to see the Little One and the Slutty One eyeing him up, licking their chops and winking

Eh, what the hell? Gotta save coin where you can