Nicora wasn't expecting to regain consciousness here. Granted that Nikky was pretty exhausted, after putting Sam the tiger to sleep.. and then Rolf the Jupani.. and Fluffer the Lapi. The rattess fell asleep between Honey and Fluffer, the two Lapis nursing on her (possibly in their sleep). Even now, her nipples are still a bit tingly and damp.. except the dampness has a green glow to it.. and there are six additional sources. And while Nikky may have achieved some level of satisfaction, Nicora was feeling.. well, cursed in that particular area. Nobody else was waiting here for her, but that's not likely to last very long.
"Dagh'd thrice cursed anal spasms," Nicora growls when she realizes where she is. She rolls over, to her hands and knees, then pushes herself upright. She doen't wait for anyone to show up; the Eeee runs for the door. Her condition makes running awkward; but there is a strong motivation to not be here. Nothing good happens here...
And just as she reaches the tunnel entrance.. she finds herself back on the dais in the center. While it's fine for the locals to come and go, she seems a bit more anchored. But she did hear people moving.. which means her torturers are en route already.
Nicora saunters over to the wall. She promptly headbutts it to see if will wake her up.
It hurts, but.. she's still there. But then these things aren't like dreams exactly, since she carries the physical effects back with her. Or else Gorphat doesn't want her to leave yet. A familiar Lapi buck is the first to arrive, and looks concerned when Nicora isn't in her usual spot. He sees her at the wall though, and sighs with relief. "You had me worried for a moment!" Jacoba notes.
"I was trying to wake up," Nicora remarks as she rubs her now sore forehead. "Can you just pretend you didn't see me?" she asks.
"Ummm.. I'm not sure it works that way?" Jacoba says. "I mean.. Mordecai called us. That usually means he had a vision and all. He hasn't had any false alarms.."
Nicora crosses her arms. "And I get no say in any of this?" the Eeee complains. "Who all is coming this time?"
The other Lapi appear soon, slowed down by the big overstuffed chair they're carrying. It looks like something from a Noble's library, all dark polished wood and scarlet fabric. It looks heavy.
"Well.. us?" Jacoba says, looking to the harem. "I don't think Hortense is coming.. unless she's upset that we took her chair. And of course Mordecai will be here!"
"What is the chair for?" Nicora asks as she eyes the other lapi now. "And oh, I met a relative of yours indirectly. Calls herself Honey?"
"Honey? Can you describe her?" Jacoba says, and tries to guide Nicora back to the dais. "I have a lot of relatives. And the chairs for sitting in, of course. It's very comfy."
"Lives in Babel. Brown and white with speckles. Has a brother called Fluffer," Nicora tries to explain, then shrugs. "And you mean I'm actually going to be comfortable this time? No weird harnesses or painful devices?"
"Oh, Fluffer I remember," Jacoba says, and helps Nicora into the chair. It is comfortable, and has a tail slot. "He almost had my position! But I impressed Hortense more," the buck says, and helps get Nicora's tail through the slot.
"You were more submissive, you mean? Or better in bed? That is if Hortense even allows you to bed her," Nicora teases the lapi. "Also, don't pull that or it'll bite. A lot."
"Well.. we won't pull on it too hard," Jacoba promises, as several of the does begin to stroke, rub, lick and otherwise stimulate the tail.
"Well, I had more stamina than Fluffer, and also was able to keep my hands off the does," the buck explains. "Hortense likes having Lapis, since we don't have a gag reflex.."
"I don't have one much anymore, either," Nicora admits, ears flushing green, "Given what I do a lot these days. Gotten quite popular with the boys." She's also squirming because, well, tail stimulation is a bit overwhelming. It also means there's a slimy spot developing on Hortense's chair.
Since it only takes two does to occupy the tail, the rest come around to occupy Nicora. There's more petting and stroking and suckling, enough that it's hard to distinguish the sensations from her body and from her tail, getting both the 'male' and female treatment at once. And of course, the tail ends up inside one of the does before too long, just as Nicora finds herself in Jacoba's lap as the buck straddles the chair facing her.
"You make it very hard to stay annoyed when I am here," Nicora complains at Jacoba, "And I should warn you, I'm kind of nasty inside these days. You might not want to put part of yourself in there." Granted, she does say this after that deed had been done.
"You'd be amazed at what Hortense has had me.." Jacoba starts to say, but then Mordecai arrives with his supplies.. which look different somehow. "Ah, you've got her warmed up!" the albino vampire Eeee notes, leaning in to give Nicora a kiss on the cheek.
Nicora clenches and whines when a surge ripples through her. "I'm always warm," the Eeee complains. "It is frustrating." She tries to get a better look at the supplies too.
They are tattooing supplies, but the needles look different: thicker and blunter. There are also what appear to be syringes. "Frustrating? You mustn't be frustrated, you know," Mordecai says, and unfolds his stool.. behind the chair.
"I'm always frustrated," Nicora complains, loudly. She also suddenly has to wonder why Mordecai is sitting behind her.
Nicora's tail feels cool suddenly, as it's withdrawn from the doe.. and rubbed with alcohol! There are some belts be wrapped around it as well, to immobilize it from the 'head' to about half way along the length. "We'll just have to try harder then," the Eeee claims, and Nicora finds herself getting a full body rub from the Lapis.. using their bodies, of course.
"What the heck is he going to do to my tail?!? And why? Those were thick, it's going to leave things lumpy there, isn't it?" Nicora thinks in sudden horror. The rubbing lapis help, but only a little.
The tail is still in 'overstimulated' mode as well, so when the first needle is applied to a scale, it doesn't register as 'pain' exactly. It hurts, but feels very good all the same.. to the point of triggering an orgasm in Nicora's spine.
"Arghplath!" Nicora calls out and jerks upward! She can't even wonder how someone can tattoo a scale. Or even why.
It's probably best that she can't actually observe Mordecai at work. But he doesn't seem to focus too long on any single spot, and the does are still stroking and rubbing and so on around whatever spot he is working on. The two does flanking Nicora are nibbling on her ears and possibly causing the buck some distraction, since he sometimes nuzzles or suckles on one of them instead of Nicora.. but maybe that's just his way of telling them they're in the way? All of the bunnies have wet, green, glowing patches on them already. Sometimes when Mordecai makes a slight hissing sound, Jacoba stops bouncing Nicora in his lap and just rocks her gently for a bit.
"What is he .. ow .. doing .. gah!" Nicora thinks in and out. Everything is a blur of odd distractions and lapi'ness. Lapi aren't usually this aggressive, so that's rather confusing too. "So, where is the evil cat?" she does finally manage to hiss out.
"She was in the middle of something," Jacoba grunts, his muzzle pressed to Nicora's throat. "She may be along.." Mordecai hits another sensitive spot, sending another wave through Nicora.. which is followed by a rather rude sound. Given all the activity down there, it could just be from air being pushed in..
"
"Augh!" goes Nicora again. The sound also makes Nicora twitch because it could be a very bad sign. A very, very, bad sign. "Uhm, that sound might not be good," she whimpers. "You might need to, uhm, run..."
Jacoba isn't about to run, as he's already at a 'gallop' under Nicora. Mordecai also doesn't seem to react, focused as he is on tattooing the serpentine tail. "Is something wrong," one of the doe asks, since she's closer to the Eeee's head.
"I don't knooooow," Nicora whines. "If I start swelling, then yes, something is wroooong! I have a monster issue!"
"What sort of monster issue?" the other doe asks. "Do you turn into one?"
"Noooo, I birth one," Nicora continues to whine. She tries to feel her stomach, just in case.
It takes a moment to get a hand between fluffy squirming bodies, but at least it's easy to identify her own stomach! And.. is it a bit taut?
"Yeah, there might be a problem..." Nicora tries to say in the mass of bodies and stimulation. She keeps her hand there, feeling. It's horrible that she can't even somewhat enjoy this right now! Not if she's about to explode.
Of course, another rocking shock punctuates that thought. With all the movement (and the bunny inside her as well) it's hard to say if anything else is moving in there, especially when Jacoba has her 'bouncy bouncy' mode. Mordecai still hasn't reacted, other than the occasional 'keep still' hiss.
"Maybe it is nothing. Or maybe slower here. The last time was fast, Nicora thinks. She tries to enjoy what she can, but that hands remains on her stomach should she need to yell a warning. "What are you doing back there?" she finally tries to ask Mordecai.
"Making your tail beautiful," Mordecai replies. "And more masculine."
"Er... how?" Nicora has to ask. That sounded rather ... strange.
"You will see when I am finished," the artist notes. "Just relax and enjoy the Lapi.."
"You have terrible timing," a familiar feline voice complains, as Hortense arrives.. dressed in her dominatrix gear and looking annoyed.
"You say like it is easy to ... " Nicora starts to say, then twitches at the sound of Hortense's voice. She's unhappy.
"And you took my chair!" the Khatta notes. Now Jacoba slows down, hearing his mistress's anger. "Uh-oh..." he mutters. And then, of course, Nicora's body uses the pause to let out a loud blart noise.. and it feels like it caused bubbles in the gooey seal around the Lapi.
"That is really not good," Nicora whines when the sound comes. Something is definitely wrong. And not just that she has made Hortense's chair a gooey mess. "It wasn't my idea!" the Eee whines as she feels her stomach again.
"Please be still, and Hortense.. you really must relax," Mordecai says. The does to Nicora's sides abandon the chair and look chastened, while Jacoba.. looks uncertain.
"They're my crew, you know!" Hortense complains, and then begins to notice the mess. "Jacoba.. get off and start cleaning this up!"
"He's busy," Nicora points out. There is some relief when she's filled and he is providing that at least!
Still, the buck tries to obey.. but gets an odd look. "I think I'm stuck, mistress.." he notes.
"What do you mean stuck?" Nicora has to ask.
"Well, unstick yourself and get a towel at least to protect the cushion!" Hortense notes. "Your fur isn't all that absorbent!"
"I think that release of air caused a vacuum or something," the buck notes. "And with all the..uh.. goo.." he starts to say, but by then Nicora definitely feels movement and inflation.
Nicora reaches down and tries to spread herself to release the suction. "You had better get out of me, because a problem is coming," the Eeee warns in a wobbly voice. "Tentacle monster is about to be born..."
"What?" Jacoba asks, and does try to scoot out from under Nicora. He manages to slide out.. but it looks as if his member has gotten longer. Much longer! But really it's just that worm seems to have attached itself to the tip, and is being pulled out as a result. It's still longer than the first one was.. the buck is on his back and crabbing backwards for a bit before it finally all comes free. It's three feet long! "Try not to wiggle so much," Mordecai states, ignoring the screaming rabbits.
"I warned you!" Nicora cries out, her hands digging into the armrests in the process. At least it didn't hurt, but it is still disturbing to see! She tries to grab at the monster with her toe claws and yank it off the poor lapi ... all without getting up.
The monster coils up.. and throbs in pulses. Jacoba's eyes cross as the thing suckles on him. Hortense goes over and prods the side of it, and then it starts to grow, expanding and changing like the first one.. but looking more snakelike this time instead of barrelish. Tentacles are sprouting all over its body, and there's no sign of a starfish 'foot' yet. "What is it?" Hortense asks curiously as the poor buck is sucked dry with a shudder. When there's no more protein coming, the monster releases him and raises its 'head' to scan about for more.
"A terrible fungus monster that infected meeeee," Nicora complains, "And now I birth them! It is awful. It likes to molest people."
"Is it good at molesting people?" Hortense asks, looking thoughtful. The monster 'looks' at Nicora, it's toothless circular mouth puckering as tentacles waves about around it.. and it starts heading for her.
"Well, one molested me quite heavily," Nicora admits as she pants from her ordeal. She also tries to kick at the monster, but this isn't exactly easy given she is sitting down.
"Please sit still," Mordecai requests. The worm-thing weaves back and forth.. and then splits! It's almost six feet long now, and the head end branches into eight separate tentacle-heads. The each move in towards one of Nicora's exposed teats. "How big will it get?" Hortense is asking. "What do you feed it? Garbage?"
"I have no idea what it eats, other than it tries to leech on me! And I have no idea how big it will get" Nicora complains. She can't really kick at it and remaim still at the same time. Her jaw sets and she prepares for it to attach itself. She may have birthed it, but she is not its mother!
The monster may have other ideas on their relationship, as it latches onto all eight and starts sucking. The skin is still translucent enough that the green glow of Nicora's milk shines through.. and the thing just keeps getting bigger! It's thick around as a Naga and nearly as long now, with a line of tentacles going down each side like the legs of a centipede, and a one rather large one forming the 'tail'. Hortense boldly goes up and.. pets it, mid-back. "No teeth?" she asks. "It could be harmless then.." And that's when the tentacles grab the Khatta and begin to peal off her various straps and belts. "Hey now, I'm the one who.." she starts to complain, as the Lapi valiantly attempt to pull her away - only to get caught themselves. Soon there's a slimy, tentacled orgy going on at the foot of the chair, all fueled by Nicora's milk apparently.
Those behind the chair don't see this, as they're still occupied with tail-stimulating and tattooing, causing all manner of conflicting sensations to keep hitting Nicora.
"It's not my fault!" Nicora says; fully expecting Hortense to blame her for all of this. "And you shouldn't get pregnant, probably!" Then it is back to whining for her; the sensations are maddening. That thing sucks hard; making her chest ache. And her tail isn't feeling all that great either.
Does the thing sense Nicora's discomfort? It lets go, and then drools on the teats. This.. makes them feel very very nice, surprisingly. It then turns its heads and tries to see if Hortense or the Lapis give milk as well, resulting in more squeaks and.. is Hortense purring?
"Hey, I didn't say to stop!" Nicora growls at it. Okay, maybe even if it hurt she kind of liked it?
Amelia after giving up on milking the does and Hortense, seven of the heads return to Nicora.. the eighth is milking Jacoba, and judging by his expression there is probably drool involved. "I'm keeping it!" Hortense announces with a cackle. "We'll make a pit for it or a tub or whatever it likes..."
"You're a horrible pervert!" claims the Eeee being suckled on. The same one that birthed it because, well ... she can have delusions of not being as bad as they are, righht?
The drool has a soporific effect, making Nicora feel like she's floating on a bliss-cloud, with the occasional lightning bolt. The monster may be hideous and slimy and smell like wet garbage, but once you get past all that it's rather nice. Mordecai moves the tail restraints to work on a new section, moving closer and closer to the tail's base.
Nicora does something even worse while sighing. Her legs spread, inviting the creature should it be interested. "Maybe birthing these things isn't so bad after all," she thinks.
Only this time.. the monster doesn't take the bait. It's happily violating the does and Hortense, and doing who knows what to the buck.. but it only has interest in Nicora's milk at the moment! "How are you doing over there?" Mordecai asks. "It's gotten very quiet. Did your monster kill everyone?"
Nicora actually whines that it didn't take the bait! That isn't fair. She is the one perpetually frustrated! "They're all busy being molested," Nicora complains, "And I am not."
"Mister Diddles is not a monster!" Hortense claims, as her mouth isn't occupied at the moment. "He's going to be my new toy!"
At least she seems to have forgotten about the mess to her chair.
"I'm almost finished here," Mordecai notes, followed by more jolts of pleasure-pain from the artist's tattoo needle.
"You like it better than me," Nicora complains, then has to squeal from the needle.
"I don't," Jacoba wheezes while shuddering. There are several tentacles involved, along with the mouth one. Maybe the buck is thinking he should have let Fluffer have the job after all..
"Relax more, it makes the entry less painful," Nicora tells Jacoba.
"It's tickling my.." the buck starts to say, then goes into another fit of shuddering and moaning. The does at least are fighting back, sort of.. Or maybe they're just trying to excite Mr. Diddles more? It may be a reflex for them at this point. There are a few more jolts while Mordecai works, but eventually Nicora feels him leaning over the chair from behind. "That doesn't look like a mushroom or anything I've seen growing on old bread," he notes. There's a shock of cold and sting as the does wipe down Nicora's tail with alcohol, followed by a dull burning sensation.
"Ow! What did you do to my tail?" Nicora now asks the albino since the pain is now helping her focus on things other than being violated by a fetid pile.
"Well..." Mordecai says, "I had to do a bit of research this time, but I think the results will be recognizable in general if not in specifics, unless someone is already familiar with the afflictions depicted.."
"What afflictions?" Nicora has to ask, eyes narrow.
"Various ones which affect the male genitals," Mordecai explains. "Sexually transmitted and otherwise."
"Do I get to see it? Or do I get to inflict you with them?" Nicora asks next.
"You'll have to get out of the chair to see them," the artist notes. The other two does come around the chair, and then hug each other at the spectacle of Mister Diddles.. who immediately releases Nicora to grab them and add them to its collection.
And that gives Nicora a chance to get up. She's stiff, sore, and icky. Par for the course these days. But it gives her a chance to try and look.
It's not pretty. Given that the scales are still black, the sores, scars and pustules make it seem as if the limb is rotting.
"That is anything but pretty," Nicora remarks rather dryly, then eyes Mordecai. "Was that necessary?"
"It was as the muse inspired," Mordecai says. "Please address all complaints to Gorphat."
"Was the tail mutilation necessary?" Nicora now thinks, to see if Gorphat even answers.
"Vanity is Inala's virtue, not Mine," Gorphat replies.
"But it makes me look even more ... icky," Nicora thinks.
"It is a display of my influence, and a reminder of my power to all," the Goddess of Affliction points out. "A badge of my love for you."
As if the globs of slime that fall out from between her legs wasn't already quite icky. "Then I am indeed to be your most ..... reviled Daughter in appearance," Nicora thinks, stomach sinking.
"Are you not happy, daughter?" Gorphat asks, with a bit of gruffness. "When you go out and tend to the masses, you must be seen as devoted."
"It is just ... very challenging," Nicora thinks politely. "That is all. After all, I want your attention and I come to cherish all your blessings."
"Challenging? You sat down and were pleasured by bunnies," Gorphat points out. "When I give you a challenge, you will know it."
"Not the tail, everything you have put me through," Nicora clarifies.
"And you have risen to it," Gorphat notes. "Although not without complaining. You used to welcome my gifts."
"I still welcome them," Nicora insists, "Thank you again."
"That's more like it," the goddess notes. "Are you still there?" Mordecai asks. "You looked a bit elsewhere for a few moments."
"Talking to Gorphat, sorry," Nicora says, "Well, I guess it is done and time for me to depart."
"Oh, I don't get any reward?" Mordecai asks.
"What sort of reward? Do you wish for a Gorphat blessing?" Nicora asks, smirking.
"You are a blessing from Gorphat," Mordecai claims, pulling Nicora up against him. "Can I compare to a tentacle monster?"
Nicora's answer is, well, to drop to her knees and demonstrate her lack of a gag reflex. Another snake gets slowly, ah, swallowed. Granted it's a bit bumpy and quite warm, but it is tattooed like one at least.
"Ah.. I need to drink from you too.." Mordecai says, resting his hands on Nicora's head. "You need to visit more often.."
Nicora can't exactly reply; she's a bit busy. Still, he'll get a chance to drink wonce she's done. Plus other things! Maybe. It will depend on how much longer she remains here. Or ... if Mister Diddles grabs Mordecai in the meantime. Nothing is ever predictable here.