It doesn't look like the Yodhsunala have come down to check on the old shrine yet, as the overgrowth doesn't seem any more disturbed than when Scourge went to face Legion. It could also be that the shrine really is forgotten by them, or that Sunala simply forbade anyone from interfering. There certainly isn't anyone keeping sentry to challenge the Eeee and Sphynx that arrive at the edge of dusk.
"So this is.. the place?" Tulani asks her guide, as she looks at the overgrown, cave-like entrance.
"Yes, this is the place I insisted you had to see. You're acting like you don't trust me all of a sudden," Alptraum remarks as he looks over his shoulder at Tulani. "Have I ever intentionally taken you into anyplace dangerous without telling you?
"Well, it's just that.. you don't really remember this place, do you?" Tulani asks. "Your caretaker didn't raise you here or anything, right?"
"It is still important," Alptraum points out as he heads forward, then into, the dark passage. "And appropriate."
Tulani follows, grateful that even caves in Babel are cut to allow for wing clearance.
"This place really was for childbirth?" the Sphynx asks once she notices the oddly shaped 'altar'. "After seeing the stuff in the Diphath temples.. well, this looks a lot tamer."
"Welcome to the place where I was born," Alptraum remarks as he looks at the vacant altar. "A broken temple for a broken birth and a broken person. I'm incomplete, sustained in part by the symbiote spirit attached to me."
Tulani is quiet for a while, looking at the birthing altar. "I think I was born in a wagon," she says quietly.
"And just because you were broken at birth doesn't make you broken now," she claims.
"But born whole," Alptraum points out. "If everything plays out as I suspect it will, Tulani, it will end with me dying. If the symbiote is taken from me, which .... I suspect will happen from all I've heard and is necessary to stop Diphath, it is likely I will cease to be," he says in an unusually somber tone. "So I want you to promise me something here."
"I think you're stronger than that, but.." the Sphynx starts to say, then just nods. "What do you want me to promise?"
"Make sure my children know about me. Tell them stories. Don't make me out to be more than I am, just .... make me real to them," Alptraum asks. "Just a guy with flaws, quirks, homes, and dreams. Someone who tried."
"I promise," Tulani says. "Even if you do survive. There was a spirit-grafted kid I knew growing up, and he turned out okay. Maybe it's just a crutch to help you out until you can grow out your own spirit."
"It is still there, so that seems unlikely. I'm not exactly young anymore," Alptraum says and shrugs. "I just wanted you to be prepared for the possible reality. I know I spend a lot of time goofing off and doing strange things, but most of that is just so I don't think about what is to come."
"Well, you can always have some of my spirit if you need it," Tulani notes. "I've got plenty after all.
Alptraum laughs, "It doesn't work quite like that, but anyway. Avralie, I was born here. Hard to really believe." He goes and places his left hand on the altar itself. "And here I stand again. Were it anyone else, the Yodhsunala would probably put them to death."
"Sounds like something that happens in Sylvania," Tulani notes, and winces a bit at the laugh.. probably not the sort of place she'd be comfortable laughing in, after all. "But you're alive now! So.. how was Soldano holding up? Do you think they're going to let him go? From all I've heard, there's still a lot chaos in that faction now. They might turn on one another soon."
"He has my necklace as proof of my death, so hopefully yes they will let him go. They might want him for an actual ally later, after all," Alptraum says as he lifts his hand away from the old stone. "But I cannot really predict what they may or may not do. I've done all I can."
"Have you learned anything in the Streets Below or Graytown yet?" the Sphynx asks, still looking a bit fidgety.
"Not a lot, honestly. Some crazy old crone Kavi predicting a return of the Angels, mainly," Alptraum explains. "When I'm out and about as Nikky, after all, people just want her to screw. Not much is told to me."
"But that's the best time to interrogate someone," Tulani claims, then blushes a bit. "At least that's what Lilith taught me. I haven't been doing that myself.."
"You haven't? Your loss," Alptraum says with a smirk. "I have to admit, sex as a woman is a lot more ... interesting."
"Oh?" Tulani asks, leering a bit. "You probably have more experience than I do by now! And some of what I do have is from you getting me involved in something weird."
Alptraum smirks at that. "You didn't complain," he notes. "And it hasn't all been without consequence. Gorphat has made sure that if Nicora has sex, it hurts."
"Well, that's not all that likely is it?" Tulani asks. "How many men have even met Nicora?"
"A few. Her consorts are primarily demons," Alptraum notes and waves his hand. "Anyway, this is where I was born. Unassuming place," he comments, now looking the statue in the face.
"Unassuming?" Tulani asks, looking at the statue. "How many people are born in a shrine with a statue like that looking over them? Is this place specifically for special births or mothers, do you know?"
"That I honestly don't know. I'm not sure what the origin of this place is," Alptraum admits, "And I'm not keen to ask. The Yodhsunala treat me as if I've stuck a stick up their behinds. They tolerate me, they do not welcome me."
"I imagine that's normal for them," Tulani says. "Might be a big business in selling special blessed butt-sticks, for giving just the right posture and attitude.." The cat grins. "Speaking of stuff up the butt.. are you gonna show me where you go as Nikky?"
"Why would I do that? I wouldn't want Nikky to lose her status there," Alptraum says with a smirk.
"There? Status?" Tulani pries, stepping up to Alptraum. "Tempting tidbits! What have you discovered that you're hiding from me, hmmm?"
"After all, I need to know these things if I'm expected to tell your kids about it," she points out.
"Nikky is their most popular whore, of course," Alptraum says and pokes Tulani in the side. "And that is something they do not need to know about."
"Most popular? Already?" Tulani asks, surprised. "More popular than Pierce?" she asks next, with a hint of suspicion.
"He has never been there," Alptraum points out.
"Now you have to tell me about this place," Tulani insists. "Who goes there? Who runs it? What makes Nikky so popular?"
"Nikky is flexible, and a kreek, which is rare. It is called Inala's Paradise, and is run by a former Yodhinala," Alptraum explains, "It is a place of limited hedomism. It doesn't go as far as Inala's temple did."
"A former Yodhinala?" Tulani asks, surprised again. "Does she know about Mave? Or vice-versa? I want to see this place!"
"No idea if she knows about Mave. I doubt they would walk to talk. She didn't seem fond of the Yodhinala anymore," Alptraum says and shrugs. "And no, you don't need to see this place."
"But, I might be convinced to take you," Alptraum says, smirking, "If you get a nosering just like you had put in me."
"What?" Tulani asks, putting a hand over her nose. "But my nose is petite. What do I get for a.. navel piercing?" she asks, trying to bargain.
"A nose is more embarrassing. You make Pierce wear it," Alptraum points out.
"But it's not embarrassing on him," Tulani notes. "I'd stand out with something like that." She seems to ignore that since she's a Sphynx, she'll stand out everywhere anyway, except maybe in a tribe of Solus.
"You only say that because you treat Pierce like some sort of sex fetish slave," Alptraum points out.
"Well.." Tulani says, and hugs Alptraum. "Is that so bad?" she asks, smiling at him. "How about I get one piercing of your choice - so long as it's something I can take out if I need to - if this Paradise of yours is worth seeing?"
Alptraum arches his brow. "I'm ... rather surprised you actually agreed to that," he admits. "I'll have to think on it. As for seeing the place, fine. We'll meet later, once I can change to Nikky, and we'll go."
"How should I dress?" Tulani asks. "Is it fancy? I mean.. how do the customers dress?"
"All types. It is between the upper and lower cities. So, depends on how you want to present yourself. Wealthy, or poor," Alptraum answers.
"How did you dress as Nikky for it?" is the next question. "Which would you recommend for me?"
"You know how Nikky dresses, slutty. She wore the Chronotopian clothing," Alptraum explains, "You could dress similar, I suppose. It could explain away being a friend."
"Oooo, but that outfit isn't slutty," Tulani insists. "I picked them out myself after all. But I haven't worn it in a while and it will be fun. Should I use the nipple shields too?"
"I think it would amuse some, yes," Alptraum says and grins, "Plus it means you have to shave around them."
"
"Are you saying I'm too fuzzy there?" Tulani asks, narrowing her eyes a bit. "You never complained before.."
"No, it's just that you have to for the glue to stick, remember," Alptraum points out. "Or you could get nipple bars..."
"Spirit gum isn't that bad, and the shield has that little.. clamp.. on it," Tulani notes. "And nipples bars are an option only after Paradise lives up to its name. And they can't be gold!"
"My choice, and it might be gold," Alptraum counters and smirks. "Meet me in Greytown once night has fully fallen," Alptraum says, "I'll be as Nikky, so ... easy to spot."
"Gold..." Tulani notes. "On a dragon? You know how that would turn out," she smirks, and then releases Alptraum from the hug. "I'll be there. I assume the place is easy to find?"
"Find Nikky, then I'll show you. But yes, it is easy to find. Bright," Alptraum has to admit, "And might I remind you I have twelve gold studs I can never remove embedded somewhere?"
"Yeah, but what does it do a dragoness?" Tulani notes. "That gold you have in there affects me too."
"I'm a dragon too," Alptraum points out, "Just fortunately the common dragon form has no gender at all."
Tulani has plenty of time to prepare, since Alptraum has errands to attend to. First is returning to the Temple of Gorphat and becoming Nicora again, which involves not being able to see very well. But her 'other' sense - the sort of hodgepodge of wraith and aura and suss-vision lets her know that the main chamber has been cleaned up a bit. None of the depressions in the floor are filled with goo anymore, and Fon finds her and helps her to her chambers (which have also been straightened up a bit, so there is at least no debris to trip over), where his wife Sil has set up a large pot (of unknown origin) to be a sort of bassinet for Blarf, the Thing From Beyond the Womb. The creature 'looks' content, but does reach out its tentacles for 'mother' once Nicora arrives.
Nicora has to move slow, even in that room. She can't see at all, so she has to feel with her toes as she walks and use her odd senses to try and find the child. The naked, and already oozing (and occasionally gas-releasing Eeee) reaches down to pick up the mass of writhing tentacles so she can bring it to her chest and octet of teats. "What has occurred in my absence?" she burbles a phelmy question to Fon.
Blarf happily nurses on all of the various fluids being produced by Nicora. Fon clears his throat, and says, "You.. you had a caller. Another Yodh, although she was not dressed as such. She called herself Tanietta and.. insisted on seeing Blarf. I watched to make sure she didn't do anything, but.. I'm not sure what she was actually doing. She seemed to be examining it, and said as such. She asked about the Temple, and I did mention some of your wishes. She said she would see what she could do, and then went to see if anyone waiting outside was seriously ill before leaving."
Nicora's face twitches as the suckers attach themselves to her teats, reminding the Eeee quite readily how many she has. The one tucked between her legs is even more disconcerting, but it at least means cleaner thighs for a bit. The Eeee is practically a slug these days with her oozing. "Did she say when she would collect this creature?" Nicora burbles.
"She didn't mention anything about that," Fon notes. "Is that something you've arranged?"
"She expressed interest in examining one," Nicora admits, "And it is not exactly a child, even though I birthed it. My womb is swimming with these, after all. That is why my gut is bloated."
"Will they all be like Blarf?" Fon asks. "Do we need to prepare more pots?"
"I honestly do not know. I do not know how often I will birth, either," Nicora admits. "The experience is ... unsettling. Even moreso given I am blind and helpless."
"You are hardly helpless, mistress," Fon claims. "You have us now."
"Not all the time," Nicora burbles, but smiles ... showing even her teeth are a bit slimy from the current phlemy curse. "And you are brave to even touch me."
"My wife is not the jealous sort," Fon claims, and is probably grinning. "Do we need to know where you go when you leave to attend to.. whatever duties you attend to while not here?"
"No, they are matters you would be better off not knowing," Nicora admits, "For your own safety. I will be going out again shortly, but I came to feed this creature."
"Of course, Mistress Scourge," Fon says. "Do you have any further instructions for us, or shall we continue to tidy the place up?"
"Has this thing wanted for food in my absence?" Nicora burbles, "I could try to leave some extra ooze for it. As for other things to do, continuing to clean and repair is adequate. You may also return to your own homes whenever you wish to rest."
"I am not sure of Blarf's needs," Fon admits. "It seemed docile when you were absent, but has grown a few inches at least since it was born."
"Ah. I do not expect you to know, just what you observe. Thank you all the same," Nicora burbles.
"I will live you to bond with the.. with Blarf then," Fon says. "Summon me if you require anything."
"I will, my servant," Nicora burbles. She never quite looks at him, but then she cannot anyway given her eyes.
Fon bows (even if Nicora can't really see it), and leaves her along with Blarf. The barrel-shaped mushroom-squid-slug releases a strange odor, which at least isn't too horrible, given the sort of things Nicora has become used to.
Nicora has to shuffle her wat to her rough chair. She feels it out with a free hand, then sits down on it carefully, keeping the alien creature in her lap (and attached). "You aren't such a bad creature, are you?" she asks of it. She even starts to pet over it a little.
Petting releases more odd odors. Maybe it's a form of communication! At least it doesn't make a farting sound each time.
The fart sounds are relegated to Nicora any time she moves too much; hers are squelchy and slimy when they sound. "I am a hideous, slimy, mess," the Yodhgorphat has to think. She could swear even her skin has felt a little more slimy as of late.
At least Blarf's skin is a good match. It produces an oily fluid as well as the gasses - although the fluid seems to flow from the head to the foot and quite possibly be recycled it.
Nicora actually does feel the back of her own neck and head, just in case she's imagining her own condition. "How much do you really want to eat?" she burbles at it, "I have to go soon enough."
There's certainly some claminess to her skin. Blarf answers by going into a sort of convulsion, then calming down and pulling back its tentacle-mouths. It makes a noise fairly equivalent to a burp.
Nicora actually feels over the creature since she cannot see it at all.
The surface of Blarf is.. varied. There are smooth, oily sections, and 'ribs' that are bumpy and seems pulsate. The beginnings of frilled ridges seem to be growing as well. The 'foot' is warty and tough, while most of the rest of the body is squeezable.
Nicora lifts the creature, then herself. It takes her a bit to feel around with her foot to find its pot, then tries to return the creature to it. "I must go out again," she burbles to it. "I expect you to behave."
Nicora then pokes her own gut, her finger sinking a but into the distension, "And I expect you to behave as well."
Blarf.. blarfs, but doesn't resist being put back into his pot. The fingers of the star-shaped 'foot' burrow into the mucky soil.
"Time for me to return to being Inala's whore, Nicora thinks, "Sorry, Mother Gorphat."
There's no reply from Gorphat. Maybe she's happy to be a grandmother though?
Nicora pauses, though. "Hosheb, to me," the Yodhgorphat thinks. Maybe she wants to hurt before she goes an indulges in all sorts of carnal pleasures.
There's a tingle in the air, and feeling of a presence in the room with her. She can't see the demon, but the hand that falls upon her shoulder is familiar enough.. as is what comes next..
There's the usual crowd of hopefuls outside of Inala's Paradise. And among them is a familiar looking winged feline.. who is fending off an offer to be escorted inside by one of the club's 'scouts' that roam the crowd. Tulani is looking just a bit frustrated.
And so Nikky sneaks up slowly, gets behind Tulani, and pinches her right on the but. The skreek then cackles like a madwoman.
"Auugh!" Tulani yelps and spins around with murder in her eyes, only to tone it down slightly at the sight of the Skreek. "What took you so long?" the feline hisses. "Do you know how many offers to be escorted I've had to deal with?"
"An you didn' accept a single one?" Nikky asks as she looms in close, looking Tulani in the eye with one of her own. "So, yer my date, den?"
"Well, I didn't want to go in without you," Tulani notes, a bit more calmly. "Who knows what would have happened? If they think a Skreek is exotic, I mean..."
Nikky grabs the back of Tulani's neck and snogs her. Right there. In front of everyone. Her hand releases only seconds later and she announces, "Dis one wit' me!" The rat then marches right up to the door guards. "I'm baaaaaaaaaack."
The bouncers nod to Nikky and open the doors for the pair.
Tulani is still a bit in shock from the kiss, and seems actually stunned at the extent of the club. "I.. didn't think it would be so big.." she notes to Nikky.
"De begger de better, jus like wit' boys, eh?" Nikky cackles and spreads her arms. "Welcome! I guess I gotta get properly dressed."
There are less people in the gaming area tonight, because some sort of event is happening on the stage that is drawing a big crowd.
"Dressed?" Tulani says, and looks at the staff. "You mean undressed?"
"Eyup," Nikky agrees. She's heading towards the employee area first. She'll stip to her nothings, then head to the stage!
Tulani follows along, not sure what's expected of her and not wanting to be left alone. "I guess I'll wait at the door for you?" she asks as the reach the lounge entrance.
"Or jus grab yerself a guy an go t' town," Nikky teases. She waggles her fingers, then the skreek disappears behind the door.
Fluffer greets Nikky, and there seems to be a bit of activity in the lounge, including laying out a lot of towels in a pile on the floor. "Nikky!" the Lapi calls. "Do you need any warming up?"
"No quite yet! What gong on out on de stage, Wha wit all de towels?" the skreek has to ask as she starts to strip down.
"Oh, they're for Weegee, since she's going to her special performance with Malagast," Fluffer notes, and then shivers. "I don't know how she does it, it creeps me out.. but it's a big deal. Lots of Nagas tonight, so.."
"For who? What? Nagas are fun," Nikky notes, grinning. Soon she's prettymuch down to nothing, so she slinks over and smooches the lapi's cheek.
"You have to see it to believe it," Fluffer notes with a grin. "It's really a Naga-thing I suppose.."
"I migh like it, yannow," Nikky notes.
Fluffer arches an eyebrow. "You're too big for it," he claims with a smirk. "But the show will be starting soon.."
"Bah! You take de fun outa everything," Nikky grumbles and crosses her arms.
"I do not," the Lapi counters. "I'm really fun! I just don't want to spoil the surprise if you go watch the performance."
"D' ya have time t warm me up before it?" Nikky asks with a grin. "Gets me that nice randy smell goin?"
"Well.. it'll have to be quick if you don't want to miss the show.." Fluffer notes.. but that doesn't stop him! He just dives right in, using a nearby couch. And since Nikky is flexible, he holds her ankles back next to her ears!
The lounge is rife with the cackles of a demented skreek! True to his word, it is fast (but very enjoyable); but it is inspiring and does add a hint of scent to that crazy girl. Soon she's scooting back out the door to collect Tulani. "We gots a naga show t' go see, see? Move it, kittybutt!" she instructs the sphynx, then swats her on sait butt!
"Did you just.." Tulani starts to ask, before being dragged along. The stage has a lot of Naga around it.. about a dozen, of all sizes and decoration. Some of them must be female from their dress, but they seem determined to crowd right up to the edge of the stage. A hidden orchestra behind the back curtains begins to play something vaguely Abu-Dhabian. There are other non-Naga patrons as well, but they're sitting at the small tables in front of the stage, with plenty of free seats.
"A lapi between de legs is one in de bush," Nikky comments, grinning. She continues to guide Tulani through the group (and the naked rat rubs on naga in passing) as she makes her way to a free seat.
"There are Lapi here too?" Tulani asks in surprise, and sits next to Nikky while looking around. Several of the non-reptilian patrons are watching the couple with interest.
"Ooooh, we gots watchers," Nikky comments. She leans over on Tulani, feels her up, then kisses her neck. The rat seems to enjoy messing with those that watch it seems.
Tulani blushes, and whispers, "It's not the same when I'm not a dragon. I can't lick you in public.."
"Den jus kiss me," Nikky whispers ... then kisses Tulani. In front of everyone. Again.
The the stage, the music reaches a crescendo, and a troupe of Kavi emerge.. dancing and tumbling and juggling, all dressed in bangled veils and scarfs that don't cover much. The style of dance is very Abu-Dhabian though, with the females belly-dancing. The movements are rather serpentine, given the long torsos of the ferret girls.
Once recovered, Tulani notices the show and remarks, "I didn't know there were Kavi in Babel. Are they a traveling show troupe?"
"Woo!" Nikky catcalls. "Show's on. Dey came here wit dere crazy matron I tol you about." She settles back to watch.
There's a lot of hissing from the front row of Nagas as the Kavi wiggle and squirm and undulate. Then there's an ominous gong sound, and the Kavi seem to panic a moment, before turning towards the back of the stage and bowing down! From between the rear curtains comes a Naga. A very BIG Naga! He (or she) has on a glittery vest with a Zolk train, and jewelry on every finger and even glued to its face. Malagast is even wearing some sort of turban. The Naga's torso is held high and noble, chin raised as it looks down on what must be its subjects or servants.
"Oooo, 'he be a pretty one, eh?" Nikky murmurs to Tulani. "Pierce woul' like 'er, iffin it be a 'er..." The naga, all jokes aside, is very impressive. Very.
Nikky actually whistles to the Naga, too!
"He's big enough to take on a dragon," Tulani notes.
"No a bad t'ing!" Nikky says.
Malagast circles and coils in the center of the stage, and the music changes to a different style as the Naga begins to dance! It is, of course, a belly dance, since only half of the serpent can move. There's a lot of undulating, rolling of shoulders and use of arms.. and it still isn't clear as to what gender the performer is, but the Nagas up front click their claws on the edge of the stage as a form of applause.
"So.. male or female?" Tulani asks Nikky. "You have more experience with them.."
"I ... don't know," Nikky has to admit. She actually scoots a bit closer, nose twitching, trying to scent the naga.
There are so many Naga that it's hard to tell.. and the Kavi have a strong scent as well. The nature of the Naga's dance becomes clearer though, as the Kavi rise up and sway and dance along with it, being limber enough to match the serpent move for move.. until they start to pair off, writhing against one another. One doesn't have to know Naga mythology to figure out Malagast is depicting some sort of fertility deity, a point made very clear by the cuddling Kavi.
"I don't think that is something you'd see in Abu-Dhabi," Tulani notes. "Not unless you knew of some pretty underground clubs.."
Nikky just grins. "Don' really matter wha gender, I likin' de show, eh?" the skreek comments and lightly elbows the sphynx. "Goo dancer, sleek an enticin'."
"Maybe you're just being hypnotized by it," Tulani purrs, and waggles her eyebrows.
"Don care. I like," Nikky admits.
Once the Kavi finish writhing in ecstasy (something that happens a bit too quickly for it to be a genuine thing, and clearly part of the performance), the music stops and is replaced by an ominous drum rumble, as Malagast spreads its arms out and assumes a looming posture. The Kavi scramble around some more, until there's a big huddle of them.. which breaks up as four of them hold a struggling fifth up by her limbs. The other Kavi strip away her clothes (except for a leather belt that's tight around her midsection and died to match her fur colors). She's then paraded around the edge of the stage, so each of the Nagas get a good look and scent of her.
"Ooooh, I see were dis is going," Nikky says. And worse, she's grinning. It's actually exciting the skreek by the way she squirms about in her seat. "Omnomnom," she whispers to Tulani pointedly.
The Sphynx gets a horrified expression, but the prediction is spot-on. The Kavi is held up to the god-snake, which dips its head to runs its tongue over her. She's then set down and released (although someone has attached a barely visible Zolk cord to her belt in the shuffle). Weegee gets to her feet and makes as if she's going to run towards the audience, only to freeze as Malagast performs some sort of mystic gesture behind her. The Kavi turns and faces the Naga, who goes into a hypnotic dance. Weegee is clearly mesmerized, as she begins swaying along with Malagast. The Nagas in the audience are frozen, not a muscle twitching.
"It no real. Dey pull 'er out," Nikky points out and gestures to the nearly invisible belt. "So it all safe play 'ere." Nikky whistles again to the dancing snake.
"All the same... how could she do it?" Tulani whispers. "She must smell terrified, if they made a big deal about passing her in front of the Nagas.."
"Smells kin be faked. But woul' you be scared? I mean, y' kin be both scared and excited t' do somethin'," Nikky points out quietly.
There's a collective intake of breath from the Kavis on stage (as if to cover the sacrifice's own taking of a deep breath) just before Malagast dips down and engulfs the upper half of the girl. The Naga is strong enough to lift her up, so that her legs are stick up into the air as its head is tilted back. The jaw unhinges, and the Kavi is swallowed whole! And she can be seen wiggling her way down the throat as well. The Nagas up front are moving now - twitching and squirming in place and some are visible drooling! Of course Malagast doesn't stay on stage much longer, turning to slither away (with the line hanging from its mouth) as the remaining Kavi go into another sexy dance routine (one that might, at this point, seem like they're taunting the Nagas in the audience). Of course, none of the watching serpents are anywhere near Malagast's size.. but they can dream!
"So should I swallow you whole some time?" Tulani asks, trying to crack a grin so she doesn't have to think too much about what's going on backstage. At least it's clear what all those towels are for now in the lounge.
Nikky whistles, cheers, and even claps her hands! "Dat was incredible!" the skreek croons. Dear Nikky is certifiable, yes. But she also knows it was safely done (as safe as it could be). "Only iffin you kin get me back up," the skreek teases right back, smirking. "Haf' to admit, dat was a good show. Wan' me t' go check on the kavi?"
"I have a good gag reflex," Tulani notes, then gets up. "I'd like to know for sure that she's alright."
"Dis way den," Nikky says as she guides Tulani back towards the lunge.
By the time they get there, the extraction is complete. A very wet and smelly Kavi is being washed off and toweled in the middle, while Malagast is guzzling some sort of beverage from a carafe.
"Ey, day was a great show!" Nikky says once she enters, Tulani in tow. "Me friend wanted to be sure de kavi was okay, tho. She didn' believe me."
"You're.. very brave," Tulani tells Weegee, although her expression adds 'or very crazy' to the end. She's also starting to draw some attention from the staffers there. "You have the same outfit as Nikky," Fluffer notes, sidling up to the Sphynx. "Are you sisters?" he asks.
Weegee cackles a bit, and Malagast.. looks like someone that just vomited up a forty-pound meal. Coming up is clearly not as good as going down for that Naga.
"Obviously no. She jus a good frien and wants t' emulate only de best style," Nikky claims, puffing out her chest. She then makes her way over to the naga. "Ey, you okay?" she asks the large serpent. She almost pats its back, but seems to think better of it.
Malagast sets down the carafe and looks Nikky up and down. "You are the new one?" he asks, for his voice is a bit masculine compared to, say, Sephia's. Although that could just be an artifact of the Naga's size.
"Hey, I picked out the clothes for us," Tulani points out. "You have a good eye," Fluffer says, and takes Tulani's hand. "And strong hands!"
"Yah. Word travels fast I guess," Nikky agrees, grinning. She even poses a bit. "I prolly no so exotic t' you; but I am t' Babel."
"That depends," Malagast says, and noses at Nikky's bosoms. "Honey says you like Nagas? Is that true?"
"Well, yah. Some of yas are so big an strong. Is excitin'," Nikky remarks. She even dares to pet the large serpent this time.
Malagast coils around the Skreek, wrapping up her legs. "You interest me," the Naga notes, tongue flicking out as he tastes various parts of Nikky. "And I hear you are blessed and can receive a male of any size?"
"Ehehe," Nikky cackles slightly when her legs are coiled up. The lick, well, she actually gasps a bit. "Yah, I can," the skreek agrees. "Any size, any, ah, hole. Inala's leetle gift t' me for embracin' pleasures."
"Fluffer has made off with your friend," Malagast points out.. and indeed the Lapi and Sphynx are no longer in the central lounge. "What did you think of my performance? Weegee is a good partner.. but she is too small for some things.."
"De show? Oh, I really liked it. Very excitin'," Nikky says after looking around for Tulani, and is not surprised at all she disappeared! "Iffin I wer Weeegee's size I'd have offered t' let you do dat wit' me. Yah, is scary, but ... dere is a thrill wit it," the skreek claims as she now strokes her hands over the scutes of the Naga's chest.
And then, almost testingly, Malagast engulfs Nikky's head in his mouth for a moment. "I could handle you, for some of the way," he claims. "Just not head first." His scales are pretty warm, thanks to him dancing and just generally being large and therefore better at retaining heat.
"Y' coul' coul' you?" Nikky coos at the serpent once her head is freed, and a little damp. "An wha woul I hav' t' offer in return t' get to play wit' such a handsome and strong serpent, mmm?" the skreek asks, the pressure of her hands firmer now.
"Well.." the serpent in question considers. "I would like to mate with you first," he says, straightforward. "Although it will be you mating with me, more likely."
"An here I though you would ask fer something that wasn't about to happen anyway," Nikky says with a wide, crazy, grin. "Y' double-endowed?" the skreek asks bluntly. "An if so, y' want both in use?"
"I have a deformity," Malagast admits. "I am trifurcated. And they all work."
Nikky's brow arches. "Well, guess dat jus mean I get t' test me flexibility," the skreek says with a grin. "Y' get t' use dem all iffin I can manage it."
"They are also prehensile," the Naga adds. "I started out as a juggler."
Nikky cackles. "Well, take me t' yer nest and we'll see what trouble we kin get up to," the skreek claims. "Y' kin even chain me up or whatever fantasies y' like."
"I do like milk," the Naga claims, and scoops Nikky up into his arms before he starts to carry her off to where he makes his nest.
"If dis goes well, y' might have jus found yerself someone t' play wit regularly," Nikky coos as she's carried off by scarily strong coils of muscle. "An someone t' keep yer coils warm."
Malagast's den is dark and very warm.. almost humid. There's no real air circulation, and the mixed furs and hides and straw of the floor have a very strong reptilian odor - it's enough to make Nikky semi-light-headed within a few minutes, as the big Naga adjusts himself. Nicky finds herself in Malagast's 'lap', as he's mostly on his back, but still flexible enough to reach her with his arms and tongue and mouth. Being a constrictor, he doesn't have much in the way of teeth.. but is very muscular, and flexes underneath her in interesting ways. She also feels something grab at her tail, and two other somethings rub against her rear. He wasn't kidding about being prehensile!
The skreek makes ... all sorts of happy sounds, possibly bordering on crasy sounds. She wiggles about, giggling and letting the serpent explore for now. Up to when she feels something grab. "Oooo, yer gettin' playful." She skreek actually rises up and slips back a little bit so she can see the size she has to work with. "Now just hol' still an I get yas nicely inside a skreeky, mm?" she coos at him.
"Yer blessin is about t' get a workout, Inala," the skreek thinks!
Well.. it's clear that Weegee would not be able to handle Malagast.. no matter what end she tried with, unless she too could unhinge her jaw and swallow her own arm. Not only is each one thick, it's long enough that being prehensile actually becomes useful. At least it will be a challenge for the Skreek!
Nikky lifts herself up a bit more, and flicks her bare tail up and over her shoulder. One of them, well, she pulls between her lets and up like she's gonna hug it to her stomach. The other two. Those are each carefully positioned; one beneath her tail and the other just against Inala's altar. "Now hol' still while I settle," the skreek instructs. She draws in a deep breath, then tries to relax everything as she sits down on the Naga, willingly trying to double-imaple herself. Her hands clutch the third, possibly for balance, possibly for teasing.
It feels like things are being pressed together inside, despite having different pathways. It's handy that Nagas don't get very hard as well, so there's plenty of flex. Of course Malagast doesn't move his body, but does twist and wiggle about a bit inside the Skreek as well as against her belly.
Nikky is slow. Every with the blessing she's mindful of how it feels and so if anything hurts she can stop. But, blessings are blessings and soon she's fully sitting on him again. "See? I kin fit you jus fine," the skreek croons. and wiggles about. Then she has to focus on the third. She bits her lip, then leans back, and then tries to bend forward and attempt her own kavi swallowing trick. Only it's a bit of naga, not Kavi, about to be consumed.
The fabled Igorina flexibility helps, although it means Nikky is practically sniffing her own insides as a result.
"You musssst be part Naga," Malagast says, and nuzzles Nikky between her inverted shoulders.
The position is incredibly awkward, and she fills, well, stuffed. The skreek somehow manages to giggle, then roll and rock, trying to massage all three at the same time. She's industrious this one. He's probably never had all of him in use at once and she's determined to, well, he's going to enjoy it, or else..
Malagast doesn't move much, at least body-wise. He rolls and flexes his muscles though, and keeps nuzzling at the Skreek. It's hard to tell just how close he might be to release, though. He seems content to let things go on as they are.
And Nikky seems content to let him. She does have to pull back down and then to breathe, but never for too long. Her focus seems to be on him and that he enjoys it. She moves about here and there as much as she can, and follow any cues he might give, from sound or his own movement. She's quite enjoying it too, given the shivers that go through her now and then at that.
Finally, something convulses in the Naga, and.. well, only one fountain goes off, at first. And then the second, and third, after the previous one finishes. There's a long hisss from Malagast, right against Nikky's back.
And Nikky holds still as the serpent finds his staged release. Even afterward, she remains a bit longer bent double. Slowly she pulls back, then makes a popping sounds with her lips. "I coul' so get used t' dat," she tells Melagast. "Y'feel exquisite."
The Naga leans forward now, pushing the Skreek back a bit.. and starts nursing! His mouth is wide enough to get both breasts at once, and instead of sucking he kneads them.. squish squish squish!
"Eeheheh!" cackles Nikky! She hugs his head! "Dat feels sooooo weird!" the skreek giggles.
The massage continues, the serpent's tongue whipping back and forth to gather the milk. He also uses his hands to tickle Nikky's ribs for some reason.
All the skreek can do is cackle like a madwoman! She does also thrash a bit, but the naga is quite a bit stronger. She is going nowhere.
He's still squirming about inside of her as well, and now his tail is coiling around the Skreek's midsection.
"Egad, I'm being attacked by another tentacle monster! Whatever will I do?" Nikky thinks sarcastically. What she'll do is ... enjoy it. A lot. And make all sorts of insane sounds in the process! Hopefully the walls are soundproof...