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Sam, Eris, and Deia walked into the central tavern of Pineheld, a small town enshrouded in a pine forest not too far from where they normally stayed. Apparently there was a bounty up for ridding the town of a gang of minoboars who were raiding the place monthly. They took their seats and took in their surroundings as they waited for a barmaid to serve them. The patrons, mostly human in number, all seemed to be looking at them with either fear or pleading in their eyes. A staircase leading up to a second floor lay up against a far wall. There were no paintings or statues or really any decorations at all, for that matter.

“This place is just a glorified log cabin," said Eris. “After we get rid of these raiders, they've really got to invest in some… I don't know, flair or something."

“Didn't take you for the interior design type, Eris." said Sam with a chuckle.

“Just saying this place is a real downer. Daemons love to showcase treasure and trophies and stuff."

“May I take your order?" came a female voice. The trio turned to see an absolutely massive anthro dragon, towering over even Deia at twelve feet tall. Sam recognized her as a Seraphim, a race of anthropomorphic dragons known for their large size and lifestyle based around the way of the warrior. But this one didn't seem very… warrior-ish. Her eyes and scales were a vibrant blue and gold respectively, and she wore a midriff-revealing outfit resembling Deia's but less ragged and covering a small bit more. Said midriff was a small bit pudgy, as were her thighs and the base of her tail… oh, and her boobs, as she was quite busty. Horns and ear fins adorned her head above a long muzzle. Draconic wings lay folded at her back, and clawed hands lay atop one another on her thighs.

“Yeah," said Sam, trying to focus himself and not be distracted by her beauty. As usual, a pretty nonhuman had caught his eye… a fact that Eris tried not to laugh at. “Beef stew for me, a ham and cheese omelette for the hellhound, and an extra rare steak for the gnoll."

“Okay," said the Seraphim with a smile. “My name is Lynda and I'll be your barmaid and… regular maid during your stay at the Pineheld Inn and Tavern."

“Sorry, but we won't be here for long," said Deia. “We're just here to eat and stop those raiders."

“Well if you want to stop them," said Lynda. “I'm more than happy to help you. Just meet me in my room after work hours. I'll get started on your order. See you guys later… and thank you." Lynda walked back to the counter and past it into the kitchen. Sam tried his hardest not to stare at her rather jiggly butt, something that Eris again found incredibly amusing.

“Well it looks like we're adding a new member to our fun tonight." purred Eris.

“Eris," said Sam in a chiding tone. “Our priority here is to get rid of these raiders. We've got to see how she can help us… and then maybe she can join in, if she wants."

“I think I'm starting to corrupt you." teased Eris.

“Well, you aren't exactly the most holy and chaste of creatures," teased Sam. “I doubt even the purest person could resist your charms."

“A fact I'm very proud of." said Eris with a seductive wink and grin.

***

As night fell, Lynda went into her specialized room on the first floor designed specifically for the Seraphim, spacious enough to where she could move about comfortably… in this case, frantically pacing.

“How could I say something so impulsive!?" she asked herself while clutching her cheeks with worry. “How could you, Lynda!? Bad, stupid Lynda!" she scolded herself before a knock came from the door. “Oh, shit." she said before trying her best to put on a happy face. Sam, Eris, and Deia entered and greeted Lynda, but they could immediately tell that something was wrong. She didn't look as… welcoming as she did before. Now she seemed more worried.

“So," said Sam, leaning against a wall. “We know these minoboars are coming tomorrow to make their routine raid on Pineheld, but how can you help us?" Immediately Lynda's expression turned back into worry.

“See, I should've just let you guys be. I'm not able to help like I said I was." she said solemnly.

“How come?" asked Deia.

“It's… kind of a tough subject to talk about." said Lynda, sitting on her bed and hanging her head and wings low.

“Let me guess: a dark and tragic past?" asked Eris dryly before stalking towards Lynda with a predatory expression. “Perhaps some hypnotherapy is in order?"

“Eris…" said Sam in that same chiding tone as before.

“No, no, it's fine," said Lynda, perking up. “I actually think it would be beneficial. Go ahead, Eris." Before Sam could mention how bad of an idea that was, Eris hopped up on top of the bed and activated her hypnotic stare. Lynda quickly fell under as her eyes rippled with the same blue rings as Eris'.

“Let's go back, Lynda," said Eris in a cool, controlled voice. “What caused this… problem of yours?"

“It was years ago," said Lynda in a monotonous voice. “I was training with my best friend in my home town. She was a human, and therefore much weaker than a Seraphim," Sam raised his arms and an eyebrow, taking a small bit of offense at the unintentional insult. “I went too hard on her… and I accidentally killed her. Since that day, I gave up my kind's ways and vowed never to harm another living thing ever again. I can never… never…"

“Never what?" asked Eris, who had grown more concerned as Lynda went on, as did Sam and Deia.

“I CAN NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF!!!" Lynda suddenly shouted as she smacked Eris away with her tail, turning away from the group and beginning to weep. Sam, Eris, and Deia looked upon the sad sight, unsure as to what to do next considering the tragic new information they'd just learned.

It was Eris who made the first move, flapping her wings a couple times to reach the Seraphim's side before putting one of them over her shoulders. Sam wasn't sure, but it seemed as though Eris actually wanted to comfort Lynda, which was one of the last things he expected her to do considering she was a being of lust and mental manipulation. To say Sam and Deia were surprised at her would be an understatement.

“I'm sorry," said Eris. “Are you okay?"

“Yeah," said Lynda as she stopped sobbing. “Though I could ask you the same thing. I hope I didn't hurt you."

“Oh, a mere tail slap from a Seraphim is nothing to a daemon like me." scoffed Eris in a rather cocky manner.

“Oh yeah, speaking of daemons and their lustful natures, what was that I heard about me being 'added to your fun tonight?'" asked Lynda with a raised eye ridge. Eris and the others looked shocked at first, but Sam and Deia's faces turned to ones of amusement.

“Yeah, Eris," said Deia. “Go ahead and explain."

“So you heard me, huh? Well, I had initially planned on hypnotizing you and making our planned threesome a foursome. But after what we learned about you… I'm truthfully just not in the mood, at least not right now."

“Okay," said Sam in disbelief. He truly couldn't believe his ears. “Who are you and what have you done with Eris?"

“Nope, it's me alright. But even I'm shocked. Maybe you're rubbing off on me too, Sam. Maybe the power of love or some other sappy shit is making me more than a sex-hungry hellhound horndog," said Eris. For a brief moment, Sam was actually a bit proud of her for overcoming her kind's desires. “Nah! I'm still a fucking slut!" chuckled Eris proudly. “But seriously, back to the subject at hand: we need to stop these raiders, and then we can have fun. And seeing as though I've had some… experience with minoboars in the past, I think I know just what to do…"

***

The next day. High noon. From the main dirt road leading into the town came a group of ten minoboars, hulking brutes resembling anthropomorphic warthogs clad in spiky metal armor and equipped with wicked axes, maces, and scimitars. They rode on the backs of wargs, sabertoothed wolves the size of horses. On an all-black warg rode an all-black minoboar, the largest and most fearsome of the gang: Gruagach. The town was empty, its central road devoid of all life… save for one unexpected creature.

“The bloody Hel… is that what I think it is?" said Gruagach in a thick Scottish accent as he and his gang stopped, getting off their wargs to investigate a strange looking canine with red fur, horns, and draconic wings and tail. It was just sat in the middle of the road, watching them as they got closer. “Are you a hellhound?" asked Gruagach as he approached it.

“That I am," it said in an incredibly sexy, smoky voice. Her blue eyes narrowed alluringly as she got up and began to circle the minoboar leader. “And the first thing you've got to know about hellhounds is… we're insatiably horny, all the time."

“Is that right?" asked Gruagach with an appreciative smile. He was liking this mysterious girl already.

“Indeed so. And at the moment I'm feeling quite hungry for some pork, if you get my meaning." purred Eris, running her tail underneath Gruagach's crotch.

“Oh, I think I do, lass…" panted the minoboar, his corkscrew-shaped penis already chubbing up within his armor.

“I can just imagine you and your gang thrusting into my mouth, ass, and pussy, taking turns filling and covering me with your thick, hot cum. Then your wargs can get in on the action, knotting me and pumping me full until my belly is bulging with semen and pups. But I don't have to imagine when that fun can begin right NOW!!!"

At Eris' shout, Sam and Deia leapt from the roofs of buildings on either side of the road and landed directly onto a minoboar grunt each, stabbing their necks with their sword and spear respectively. With two members of the gang dead already, Gruagach glared at the hellhound that had seduced them so easily.

“You fucking bitch!" roared Gruagach as he raised his mace, only for Eris to blast a concussive fireball into his chest, blasting him backwards and knocking his own warg to the ground. “Kill them all!" shouted Gruagach as his gang charged their attackers. Sam, Deia, and Eris met up in the middle of the road, meeting the gang head on…

***

Lynda watched the battle ensue from her window, as did the rest of the townsfolk from their own respective homes and shops. Sam slashed with his sword and conjured ghostly, star-patterned creatures, like a bull, a lion, and a wolf. Eris bit and clawed and even incinerated one unlucky minoboar to ash with her flaming breath. Deia stabbed with her spear and used her great strength to pummel raiders into submission. But despite their respective skills in combat, Gruagach would prove to be too powerful for them. Grabbing Sam by the face, the minoboar flung him against the side of a building, knocking him out instantly. When Deia tried to retaliate with a fist to the muzzle, Gruagach caught said fist and pulled, drawing the gnoll's face into his own fist and sending her sprawling in the dirt. Eris put herself over Deia's unconscious body, snarling at Gruagach as he raised his mace to perform a finishing strike. She closed her eyes and braced herself to take the impact. She knew it wouldn't kill her, but it would still hurt like Hel and likely put her out of commission for the time being.

But the mace never hit her. Eris opened her eyes to see Lynda standing over her, towering over Gruagach and clutching the mace in one hand. With a bestial snarl, she ripped the weapon from the minoboar's hand, flinging it away. She then grabbed him by the throat and lifted him as high as she could, looking into his red eyes with a fire she hadn't felt since her time as a Seraphim warrior. She raised her other hand, claws ready to strike… but saw something in Gruagach's eyes that caused her to falter: fear. Her mind flashed back to that fateful day, when she had accidentally killed her best friend. She remembered her oath to herself. No… never again, no matter how bad the individual. She let out an earsplitting roar that shook the town like thunder and instilled terror into the raiders' hearts. She pulled in the hand holding Gruagach, their faces mere inches apart.

“Leave and never come back." she hissed before dropping him. With whimpers of fear, Gruagach and his raiders mounted their wargs and ran away as fast as they could, vowing never to return in fear of the Seraphim's wrath.

***

“You sure you guys are gonna be alright?" asked Lynda to Sam and Deia. All four of them were again in the Seraphim's room after dark, sitting on her bed.

“Yeah, I was just knocked out and Deia's tough as nails," said Sam confidently. “We're fine, don't worry."

“Perfect," said Lynda in a sudden lustful tone as she began stripping, exposing her body in all its slightly chubby glory. “Because I think I'm ready for that 'fun' right now," Almost immediately Sam's pants became a lot tighter. “I'm sorry about the… you know, pudge. Kinda got out of shape a bit since rejecting my warrior ways."

“I actually kinda like it," said Sam with a smile and a shrug as he stripped. “Eris, you're the one who wanted this in the first place, so you call the shots."

“That's because you love how I call the shots when I'm with you, don't you?" chuckled Eris. “In any case, I think I'll take Deia this go around. You can have Lynda all to yourself tonight."

As Eris tackled Deia to the floor and began 69-ing with her, Lynda laid back and spread her legs, showing off a wet pink flower of flesh among the gold scales on her crotch.

“Well," crooned Lynda as she batted her eyelids and gestured her arms in a welcoming manner. “You heard her. Come on, Sam." Sam didn't need to be told twice as he quickly crawled his way over as much of her as his body could, his head coming up to her breasts as he penetrated her pussy. To Sam's surprise, she was much tighter than he thought she'd be, given her large size.

“Have you had any experience in this sort of thing before?" asked Sam as he started thrusting.

“Oh, I had sex during two or three old relationships that went sour," said Lynda. “Nothing I couldn't get over."

“Unfortunately we're not staying, but I wish you luck finding number three or four." said Sam as he shifted slightly, his penis hitting the roof of her pussy.

“Thank you-OOH, that's a good spot. Keep going at it there. You're welcome to touch my boobs if you want, too," Sam immediately went to work fondling Lynda's large breasts, causing her to moan softly. Sam was loving the feeling of the soft, squishy flesh. They were easily the biggest pair he'd touched since… ever, really. Even Amalthea's udders were at the very least on par with these humanoid mammaries. He gently pinched at her nipples, earning especially loud moans from the Seraphim. “Sam, wait, not-FUCK!" Her outburst came when Sam suddenly latched his lips around a nipple and began to suckle and lick. He wasn't expecting milk as with Amalthea, but judging by Lynda's reaction, this was turning out to be a good idea. He sped up his thrusts, feeling the pressure of orgasm build up in his loins. Sam clung to the screaming Seraphim tightly, eager to release inside. That moment came not a moment sooner, as his penis throbbed and twitched about, spurting loads of his cum into the anthro dragoness' depths. With screams of ecstasy, the girls came simultaneously, Lynda's pussy squeezing around Sam's cock and spurting its own respective fluids. Eris and Deia's moans were muffled as they eagerly drank down each other's femcum, with Deia's penis-like pussy being firmly lodged within Eris' throat and firing femcum down it.

***

Not too long after, the two pairs were spooning among their respective individuals: Eris and Deia asleep on the floor, and Sam and Lynda in the latter's bed. The Seraphim stroked the human's head with a smile on her muzzle, feeling the best she had in a long time.

“I'm gonna miss you guys," said Lynda. “You think you could come back sometime, and bring the rest of your little band?"

“Who knows? Maybe one day," said Sam with a smile of his own. “But at least come tomorrow morning, this place will finally have a guardian… and a beautiful one at that."

“Thanks, Sam. It's quite a responsibility, and it might interfere with my oath, but I'll try my hardest to defend Pineheld as nonviolently as possible."

“And that's what's gonna make you an excellent guardian: peace before violence." said Sam as he stroked Lynda's muzzle, causing her to purr in bliss as she closed her eyes and let sleep overtake her. Sam did the same, happy in knowing that both Lynda and Pineheld were changed for the better.