There was a disturbing amount of both soreness and numbness in Alptraum's nether regions when he finally woke up. Surprisingly, they did not carry over to Nicora, probably because they were more Inala-related. This meant there was some actual relief in becoming the Yodhgorphat again. It helped that Nicora was once again.. well, firm. There would be other issues soon enough though - returning to the Temple meant the other blessings of Gorphat would become more prominent, especially the lactation and genital urges.
Once returned to the Temple of Gorphat, Nicora did begin to feel the blessings ramping up, but she needed to check on Penance first. Now that the acolyte was able to eat on her own again, she wasn't dependent on Nicora - but she did seem to be more at the mercy of the Horrib Queen. When Nicora finds her in their lair, the girl is laid out on her back, limbs spread, and effectively glued down to the floor of the chamber with secreted resin. She isn't alone though: Spider is on top of - and inside of - her while the Hoshim and the Queen look on. The Hoshim are the size of children now, and the Queen's translucent white fleshy areas have darkened to grey, save for the glowing green veins that still highlight her breasts and odd genitals.
Nicora smirks slightly as she watches the goings-on. "Enjoying yourself?" she inquires of the glued-down Eeee. "Why exactly are you glued down?" She walks around them, pausing to stop near the horrib queen.
"I don't know," Penance gasps. "They just grabbed me and.. stung me with something that made me.. uh.. Oooooo.." is as far as she gets, as Spider does something then that she must really like.
"Egg-laying time," Nicora thinks to herself. Her insides and genitals twinge; feeling jealous of the girl. Part of her really enjoys the egg-laying, disturbing as it is. She glances at the horrib queen and the hoshim; both impressed and terrified of them.
The Queen looks back at Nicora with her new face. The plates rearrange themselves into something like a smile, which really is horrifying. The Hoshim make note of Nicora's presence, and their wings rustle, but they're soon drawn back to the instructional performance on the floor.
"I am always available for you if you wish to brood," Nicora remarks quietly to the queen. Her attention returns to the gongs-on before them. She figures they must be preparing her for implantation. Say what you will, but parts of the experience are fun. The Yodhgorphat cannot help bug rub herself a little in intimate places.
This causes a real flare of the associated blessings.. which actually make Nicora dizzy. The change comes then: fur sprouting, ears narrowing and limbs altering, including her wings vanishing. This isn't a shadow-mediated transformation, with the numbness between forms. It also isn't very fast as a result, taking almost half an hour or so before half-green Taahira twitches on the floor.
"Oh Goddess, why have I become this?!?" Taahira thinks as she squirms about on the floor, both in pain and in a rather 'intense' heat. Hormones flare, urges flare, and unable to control herself, the doe is presenting and submitting her swollen vulva to the horrib queen and the hoshrim! The poor doe is horrifed that she cannot control the urges, or what positions her body insists on going into!
The Hoshim are still too young to respond, but the drones do. Brutus is quickly on the doe, and uses his 'stalk' to secure her while his wings blur and the Lapi is lifted into the air.
This causes Taahira to squeak! "Where are they taking me?" she wonders as she squirms.
Two more drones flank Brutus, and grab onto Taahira's limbs. This means she's spread out and flying through the Temple corridors, leaving a dripped trail of milk. The destination appears to be an unused chamber. It doesn't have the central table-altar of a patient room, but might have been that of an acolyte, since depictions of Gorphat are carved into the walls. The floor is bare as well, so there's nothing but stone to sit on. The drones drop the doe off in the center of the room.
Taahira drops into an unceremonious heap. Whining due to the strong urges of her body, she starts using her hands to try and bring herself to some sort of release! It's like a hungry animal trying to feast on something.
It's not hard. The 'blessing' that causes the constant arousal also makes it easy to find release - for a moment. There's no actual relief - and certainly won't be until the doe meets her 'quota' of men who serve Gorphat (which implies that any other lovers would just be a waste of time). Brutus flies off, leaving the other two drones to guard Taahira.
Taahira doesn't stop. Her hfingers delve deep into her swollen flesh as the doe tries for release that isn't to come. It makes quite the squelchy sounds too, but she doesn't care. Well, the animal-mind that is in control doesn't care, anyway. The only word that repeats in her head over and over is 'breed', the basest instinct of a lapi.
It isn't clear how long this goes on, but eventually they're sound from the corridor. "Stop pokin', I goin' along," a Skreek voice complains. The Otto steps into the chamber, carrying a bundle of straw and a blanket. "Oh, what's.. uh.. what.. what.." he mutters, while Taahira's pheromones begin to overpower him.
"Mount me now!" Taahira squeals without any shame whatsoever. Well, at least right now that is. If she could see herself with a clear head, she would probably be mortified.
Otto obeys.. well, he tries to. First he has to drop what he's carrying, but still retains enough presence of mind to form it into a bed at least. Then he seems to have issues with his pants, as he's forgotten how they work. Given that they're mainly patches sewn together, it's probably no great loss when he just tears them off, pins Taahira down onto the straw-and-blanket mattress and does his best to split her in half.
Taahira croons and cries out in glee. Feeling him inside her feels just wonderful. It's like only when there is a male within her does this body feel complete; like it is doing what it was meant for. The momentary bursts of lucidity are mortified, though. She's nothing more than Gorphat's brooding-whore when in this form; with a barely functional mind! Her arms and legs wrap around Otto as she goes at him with wild abandon as he does her.
The drone of the drones is the only other sound. Brutus hovers in the doorway and watches.. or guards? It may be that the breeze from their wings keeps the pheromones confined (and concentrated) within the cell. Otto certainly seems to have even less control that the previous time - he's unable to pace himself at all. He's certainly released already, but being with Taahira imparts a temporary 'blessing' to the partner it seems. The big Skreek will just keep going until he exhausts himself. Even his nursing is a bit rough, as he seems to forget that he has teeth every so often.
The bits of pain from his teeth are glossed over in her dazed state. Instead, all she does is ride the poor skreek until he's exhausted! Then she's off him and trying to nurse the skreek back to arousal and wakefulness, even if it is futile! The sounds, though, are rather lewd and disgusting.
Brutus leaves once Otto starts flagging.. and returns hauling along a rather frightened Francis the Skreek. He's much smaller than Otto, but responds the same way, struggling out of his pants while leaving on his poncho with the green 'Eye of Gorphat' symbol on it.
And Taahira goes to him like a shot. She yanks the poor guy's pants down and starts nursing on him to get him ready!
"Oooooh," the rat moans at the attention. "It been a long time.." he mutters in bliss. It doesn't take that much to get him to full attention, certainly - and he's small enough that Taahira can rat-handle him into any position she might want, should she decide to take the lead.
Taahira nurses on him until it seems he might be close. Then she stops, pushes him backwards and down onto the floor, then climbs on top of him! It's mere seconds and the rat is nice and snugly inside of her as she proceeds to ride him with a look of sheer bliss and lust on her face.
"I submit.." the Skreek manages to say between moans. He does manage to hold onto Taahira's hips.. and eventually sits up enough to get his arms around her and nurse at the same time. The green edge of her fur gradually expands outwards to the normal-colored areas.
Taahira almost purrs, the nursing feels just lovely! So, she rides the poor boy as he nurses, in bliss and completely unaware of any color shifting that is occurriong due to her insatiable lust.
Francis is no Otto when it comes to stamina. After his second release he cries out, as if in pain. This doesn't mean he isn't still aroused though, due to the blessing.
Taahira rides hom a bit longer, then slips off him. Even in her animal lust, part of her won't inflict too much pain upon the poor boy. She rolls to the side and squirms about.
The Skreek curls up a bit, but then Brutus returns with another one of the Eyes; the big, somewhat slow Shiv - how couldn't resist mounting Nicora, so seeing a mostly green bunny makes him smile. The two collapsed men next to her don't seem to concern him, but likewise he doesn't seem to be going crazy from the pheromones either. "Hi," he says. "You pretty green."
Taahira rolls over and presents her backside and very green nethers to Shiv! "I need you," she breathes out, making her voice sound sultry and wanting. She even wiggles that heart-shaped bum at him. She seems to have entirely missed the comment about being pretty green.
Shiv doesn't seem to get just what Taahira wants, as he gets on his hands and knees.. and licks the offered area.
And an Eeee tongue can really lick..
Taahira squirms! "Oooooo!" she coos. Maybe if he dos it this way it'll work too? Her rump pressed backwards anyway to try!
Well, it works to make the doe shiver and squeal and 'pop' a few times, but as far as ending her desperate arousal.. it isn't effective. Shiv does eventually notice all the milk though, and that sets him off. He rolls Taahira over and nurses happily, eventually getting his pants off with some encouragement. He isn't 'wild' like the others, since his brain's wiring doesn't seem to be as susceptible to the pheromones. But his happy to keep going and going, well beyond the limits of his virility. Maybe he just thinks you keep going until someone tells you to stop?
Taahira keeps going with shiv for as long as she's in her rutting, lust, state. She's riding him with lapi lust, squeezing what is within her and cooing softly while he nurses! She even pets along the back of his neck encouragingly.
At some point, the unstoppable lust passes. But that still leaves the regular arousal, and Shiv is just fine at maintaining that. At least until the milk runs out.
"Oh God, what have I done?" Taahira whispers to herself as she slowly pulls herself off the Eeee so that she can get a good look at herself. "I just cannot control myself at all," she mutters, rubbing the back of her head and the base of her ears as she frets.
Everything she can see is green now.. even her tail. Granted, there are different shades of green, that seem to match her previous color variations.. meaning dark green with light green on her front.
Taahira rubs her face and sighs. "I am officially claimed," the doe mumbles to herself; not a spot on me that does not bear Mother's touch."
Taahira even sticks out her tongue and verifies that yes, it too is green.
Brutus hovers in the doorway as if waiting.
Taahira looks to Brutus. "What?" she asks of the bug, unsure of what he is waiting for.
"Dud-a-Chick," the drone notes, and backs into the corridor in a 'follow me' sort of gesture.
Taahira ... warily, but dutifully follows the bug.
It certainly seems to be leading the doe back towards the High Priestess's quarters.. or to the Horrib Lair, since they're right next to one another.
The doe continues to follow, her long (and now green ears), flicking about to listen.
Things have quieted down in the Lair, where Brutus eventually leads the doe. Spider is collapsed and asleep, while Penance still writhes a bit in her restraints. She's also been blindfolded with a ribbon of resin across her face.
Taahira looks to the bound Eeee, then up for the queen, and perhaps even Hosheb. She's twitching nervously, shifting from foot to foot. "I guess it is time," she murmurs.
There's another wave of dizziness, and burning in her bones. At least the change isn't that great, aside from things being turned inside out and adding some size. When the it all passes, it's Bucktraum on his knees in the Lair. And before he can really get a grip on that.. the blessing hits, making his brain fizz with Lapi hormones. He also feels hard enough to chisel rock.
Bucktraum's eyes blink and go wide several times as his eyes try to focus. This doesn't work very well, and the aching stiffness isn't helping much, either! He tries to get back up, fails, and ends up an all fours. In spite of himself, he does 'pad' his way over to the secured Eeee. Hormones kick in to drive the buck to do what they do ... and soon that chiseled hardness is buried inside the Eeee. "What am I doing?!?" he wonders.
Penance seems to sigh in relief, since she was clearly suffering a bit there. She's soon moving as much as she can in response. She can't know who it is she's with though.
The buck gets right down to business as he takes her with strong and rapid movements of his hips! It isn't only the does that have hips that can move like lightning, after all! Apparently this must be part of the preparation for the queen ... or it might just be to torment them both. Hard to say with Gorphat.
The bound Eeee is clearly enjoying it, and Bucktraum can certainly feel when she peaks and releases. The problem is that his own peak comes and.. persists, with no release!
Bucktraum growls and keeps at it, trying to actually release! This is awful; it hurts, but nothing is happening! HE just feels swollen and about to pop!
This seems to make Penance peak even faster, as if Bucktraum's lack of release is somehow making hers all the more powerful! However.. he's also not turning green anywhere that he can notice. Penance's writhing is beginning to slow though, so she might be hitting the point of overstimulation finally.
And Bucktraum keeps at it. Now he really wants release! It's agony not releasing! "Ow, ow, ow, ow, come on!" the poor buck thinks.
The Eeee writhes and bucks one last time, then seems to collapse under the buck. This leads to a bit of further frustration, until a sharp appendage taps him on the shoulder.
The buck tries a fwe more thrusts, then looks over his shoulder in annoyance!
The tap comes from a long, claw-tipped appendage that extends from the Queen herself. Her genitals are really glowing green now, and wiggling.. since they're basically at the end of a maggot-like thorax. It's clearly an invitation, for now.
"Chick-a-chick-a-Chick-a," the Queen coos to the buck.
Bucktraum draws off the Eeee. He doesn't look scared at all of the Queen. Granted he's horribly horny and that over-rides pretty much everything else! Soon, the buck is trying to clamber onto the queen, with one hand actually trying to line up his ridiculously hard appendage with that disturbing maggoty-thorax opening. Were he thinking clearly, he wouldn't ever consider doing this!
Helpfully, the orifice grabs onto him, along with several of the Queen's limbs. It's a bit cold, and gooey. This must be what it was like to be with Nicora at her worst. "Chick-a, chick-A," the Queen says, and presses the buck's face to her pulsating bosom.
And without thinking, the buck latches onto one of the teats and starts nursing. His hips start up moving again, even though it is cold. It is certainly not doing anything to dimish the hardness! And part of him kind of likes the gooey aspect...
At least the motion warms things up. And the 'milk' of the Queen is.. thin, and very sugary, but not the bitter slime that Nicora was producing. The fact that the Queen's fun parts are rather muscular helps to bring bring the buck to peek again quickly enough.. but there's an odd sensation surrounding him there as well.
Bucktraum keeps at it, back at the peak and feeling frustrated again! The nursing, though, does help ease the frustration some. At least enough to try and figure out what the odd sensation he's feeling actually is!
It's reaching down towards his 'root' even - like a covering. His sensation is certainly dulled, and it doesn't even feel like there's friction anymore.
Bucktraum grumbles about this! He tries to pull himself out of whatever is covering him!
The covering comes with him, and pulling out reveals a translucent gel of some sort wrapping around his buckness.. at least the length that's exposed.
The buck reaches down to try and pull the gel off! "What the heck is this!?" he wonders.
The outer layer of the substance is stretchy, but still rather skin-like. Tugging on it sends a little tickle through him as well that should have triggered a release, but only made the pressure and congestion feel worse.
The buck grunts and pushes himself back inside the Queen. Perhaps it will wear off if he keeps at it! His hips redouble their effort and he resumes nursing!
"Dud-a-chum," the Queen says, and starts to push Bucktraum away for some reason. One of her arms extends and points at Penance. "Did-a-Chick!" she insists.
The buck grumbles and pulls himself the rest of the way out, frustrated once more!
Pulling out is.. different. The 'coating' on him is thick.. and ribbed, a bit like a maggot. Things come free with a POP sound since there's a large bulb at the head. It might actually be an egg.
Bucktraum makes a face. "Bleh," he comments, but he realizes sort of what this is now. So ... back he goes to the secured Eeee. Using his hand, he tries to carefully push himself, and the covering, back into the girl. "She's making me lay the egg!" he thinks, "At least she didn't push them inside of down there. Ow."
Penance moans and responds with some wiggling, and once Bucktraum is fully inserted.. he feels very good there. The entire length is warm, tingly sensation that seems to balance out the ache.
The buck then pushes and rolls his hips hard. He knows that bulge needs to be in the Eeee's womb, and he's going to have to force it in! So, thrusts are a bit slower, but much firmer!
The Eeee moans more as Bucktraum tries to get the 'bulge' past her cervix - which has been relaxed from all of the previous efforts. When it does go in, Bucktraum feels it.. followed by his own release, finally, which if forceful enough to 'eject' the rest of the egg sheath somehow. He feels it from his toes to the base of his neck, leaving him with the breath knocked out of him and muscles shaking.
And boy does it feel good! The buck shivers, hugs, and squirms against the Eeee. When the impossibly strong sensations pass, he starts gasping in several deep breaths! "Good Goddess," he wheezes in shock and surprise.
Penance is also apparently blissing out, making cooing noises. And despite the release.. Bucktraum is still aroused. "Chick-a-Chick-Aaaaa.." the Queen calls to him.
Bucktraum eases himself off. He takes a few deep gasps of breath, then mounts the monster Queen again. He slides his appendage into her without any concern whatsoever!
The Queen holds onto the Buck one again, and suckles on him with her odd genitals. Bucktraum doesn't even have to do anything if he doesn't want to, although his face is brought back to the squishy bosom again.
The Buck just starts nursing on the monster. This time he doesn't move; he lets the monster's horrible bits nurse on him.
The hybrid-horrib's secretions have odd, sometimes conflicting effects. They soothe, but also numb while still causing tingles. Being a Lapi buck means a very short refractory period.. but Bucktraum finds himself peaking again well before that. Instead of being held there though.. his release is drawn out. Or sucked out, really. It's slow, taking several minutes.
And Bucktraum moans softly as his release is drawn out of him. That feels really nice. Odd, but nice. Enough that he doesn't think about what specifically is doing the suckling. Gorphat has really taught the myriad of forms to ... endure pretty horrible things..
Things are a bit sore when the drawn out release finally ends.. but that doesn't stop the Queen from doing it two more times. By then, most of the hormones have worn off, leaving Bucktraum a bit more clear-headed. Which brings with it a bit of fear: the Queen could paralyze him and milk him more or less continuously if she wanted to.
"She wouldn't do that, would she?" Bucktraum has to wonder. "So, she no longer has a stinger appendage to lay eggs in people? That's ... different." He also nervously pats the Queen and tries to gently pull himself out. Surely the arousal is down by now.
"Dud-a-chuck," the Queen pronounces, and sort of kisses Bucktraum on the forehead before releasing him. Once back on his feet, he can see that the green tint has begun, all over this time but still not strong enough to overpower the original black and white. The exception is the part that was inside the Queen, which is very much a bright green now.
And of course Bucktraum pokes at that particular bit, worried it is still rock hard. "That looks very odd," he thinks.
It twitches, but seems to be deflating finally. It doesn't look all the worse for wear, at least.. if a bit shiny from the various substances it's been exposed to.
Bucktraum tries to wipe it off; glad that it is finally subsiding. "Whew, that is over," he thinks.
Penance snores softly, and the Hoshim continue to cluster around her, occasionally poking at her belly and breasts.
Bucktraum goes over to peer at her too. "Be thankful it is just one," he murmurs, "I had to carry five."
The Eeee girl replies by.. passing gas.
Bucktraum shakes his head. "That ... is Yodhgorphat," he remarks, amused. He steps back, then starts towards the door. It seems he is done here.
Bucktraum is still a bit sore down below when he enters Nicora's chambers.. only to find someone already there. She's a Lapi doe, but with the ears of an Eeee and milky eyes - and also green. "You've been serving me well tonight," Gorphat comments, and licks her lips to reveal that her tongue is also still Eeee.
Bucktraum's eyes go wide. "Mother Gorphat," the buck stammers. He promptly drops down to his knees to kneel before the ... possibly infested Gorphat-Doe. "I always serve you," the buck claims.
Gorphat beckons with a curled finger. "I wish to complete your transition into the Temple stud personally," she says.
Bucktraum shuffles over on his knees to the doe. He also bites his lip nervously. "You are going to curse me?" he asks timidly.
"It is a blessing," Gorphat coos.. a bit damply. There's no hiding her moistness, whichever form she takes on. "You will be beautiful."
"I am not done being .... changed?" The buck squeaks, wide-eyed and terrified. Yet, he's still on his knees and a few inches away from Gorphat.
"You still need to be a bit greener," Gorphat notes. "Surely that isn't anything bad."
"Somehow I doubt that is all you will bless me with," Bucktraum admits and bites his lip. Scared as he is, he rests his chin on Gorphat's knee.
"Only that which will help you in your duties," Gorphat promises. "Was my blessing on you today so onerous?"
"It was challenging," Bucktraum claims. "How do you ... wish to do this?"
"You have been with does before," Gorphat points out. "I think you know how to proceed. I want to see if Lapis really do have more fun."
And Bucktraum proceeds ... by pushing Gorphat's legs apart. The first part is, well, making sure she is ready. That is done with nuzzling of tender areas. Then playful nibbling ... and progressing that to full-on kissing Gorphat in ... an area almost no one would dare on her. He even eventually starts using ... tongue.
That last part is interesting, giving an Eee tongue in a Lapi mouth on Gorphat's side. She's also pretty ready, certainly! At this point, there aren't any arousal blessings on Bucktraum - but he's still a buck, and Gorphat is a doe..
Once Bucktraum is satisfied ... and not dying from some horrible disease ... he climbs upward. Gently, he pushes Gorphat down onto her back. He slides up, then with a firm roll of his hips, part of him (sore as it is) slides right into the Doe's waiting body. That's also when he kisses her on the mouth.
So far nothing weird is happening, which itself is odd. The Sisters don't do normal. But Gorphat feels normal.. or like a normal doe at least. If a bit squishier.
And so Bucktraum starts to take her in earnest, showing how smooth and quick a buck's movements can be. Also how strong when they want it to be!
Gorphat responds with motions of her own. "Oooo," she gurgles. "Do you prefer me like this over my usual form?"
"I prefer your normal form," Bucktraum claims, "In all its glory." His movement continues as he takes her. His head even dips down where he nips, then nurses on her!
That part hasn't changed - Gorphat's 'milk' is.. foul. But in the throws of passion these things can be overlooked. And despite any soreness.. things still work fine. Bucktraum is climbing the peak once more as the doe beneath him pants and squirms.
In spite of the foulness, Bucktraum keeps on nursing. Somehow, he manages to stomach it; perhaps it is just from endurance training he has had here. His movements grow stronger and more rolling as he grinds against the doe beneath him; trying to make her squirm even more!
Gorphat burst out in uncontrollable laughter as she kicks her legs uncontrollably! "Ah! Ah! They DO have more fun!" she exclaims.
Bucktraum smirks and keeps it up! Now that she seems somewhat satisfied ... he tries to see if this time he'll be able to release!
Without the odd blessing, things happen as they should, so there's no pain or built-up pressure. There's a pleasant release, nothing divine or explosive but well enough considering what he's been through already.
Bucktraum's hips buck a few times, he pushes deep, and he sighs softly as things naturally subside the way they should. As he relaxes in the 'aftermath', he nuzzles at Gorphat-Doe's neck.
"The Lapi gods seem so dull compared to the Lapi themselves," Gorphat notes. "At least we Sisters are more fun, aren't we?"
"You are much more fun," Bucktraum agrees, muttering into her neck.
The body beneath the buck changes, becoming Eee once more. "Do you wish any special blessings for this body?" Gorphat asks, running her hands through Bucktraum's now fully-green fur.
Bucktraum's eyes go wide. "You are offering me a choice?" he says, surprised. "What ... kind of blessings would you be willing to do?"
"Well, priapism would be useful," Gorphat notes with a sticky grin. "Or.. the withholding of release, until you are with the Queen. Did you enjoy your condition earlier?"
"It was .... difficult. I am not sure I can consider it enjoyable," Bucktraum admits, "But if it would please you to bless me with those conditions again I will bear them in Your honor."
"Good," Gorphat says. "I will surprise you then, when you are needed." She pats the back of the buck's head and smiles, showing her less-than-pristine teeth.
"No blessing now, then?" Bucktraum asks. He actually sounds a little disappointed. Still, he leans in and kisses the Eeee on the lips.
"Are you ready to tend to me again then?" Gorphat asks with a raised eyebrow.
"Would you prefer that I return to being your High Priestess?" Bucktraum inquires of Gorphat. "That is the most beautiful form of those that belong to you."
"That depends," Gorphat teases. "Do you have any candidates in mind to be the Temple Bargorphat?" she asks. "Spider is certainly a good choice.."
"Oh, he is definitely the one I would choose," Bucktraum agrees. "Eeee, deformed, and willing to serve."
"But what is needed to make him mine?" Gorphat asks.
Bucktraum considers this. "Your mark, the Wound, somewhere on him," Bucktraum offers, "And him having a chance to mount you and receive the blessings of your touch. I believe he would be quite willing."
"What about blessings?" Gorphat asks. "It is traditional for the Bargorphat to ease certain conditions, after all."
"Oh, well, priaprism during the times he is to tend to treating women with issues in their genitals of course," Bucktraum notes, "So that he can tend to many women during a time. Hm, perhaps some sort of blessing involving his tongue."
Gorphat sticks her finger into Bucktraum's mouth, rubbing his tongue. "Drawing up milk, perhaps?" she asks.
"Oh, perhaps," Bucktraum says after suckling on her finger a moment. "Or perhaps a condition that makes it ribbed a bit like a maggot. Not enough to impede speaking, but enough to make certain use of it ... interesting."
"Scarring, then," Gorphat says, and grins. "You will, as Nicora, be my proxy in such things."
Bucktraum's eyes go wide. "Ah, okay," he agrees nervously.
"You have molded the next Yodhgorphat, after all," Gorphat points out. "Precedent has been set."
"True," Bucktraum has to admit, "And as a result, I often have urges to be intimate with that Queen in the other room." He pulls his ears down in embarrassment.
"You are my creature now," Gorphat says with a hint of pride. "Such urges are natural and proper."
"What if I indulge in them?" Bucktraum asks. "Or should I try to resist them?"
"Would resisting them make you stronger?" Gorphat asks, looking serious about it.
"No, because the consequences are usually effective in making me stronger," the buck admits.
"Then there is your answer," the Goddess of Affliction claims.
"Is there anything, or any form, you wish of me today, Mother?" Bucktraum asks of the Eeee while caressing her chest.
"Which have you not shown me?" Gorphat asks, tilting her head curiously.
"No new ones," Bucktraum states. "I was just asking if there was more you wished of me today. If not, I should probably check on Penance."
"Hmmm," Gorphat ponders. "You may check on her and Spider. She will need more care than you did."
"But she only has one egg. That should be easy," Bucktraum points out.
"She is not built to take all her nutrition from liquid," Gorphat points out. "She is, after all, just an ordinary Eeee. There will be much physical distress as things progress. She cannot simply be restrained the entire time."
"All right. I will keep an eye on her," Bucktruam agrees as he rises up. "Either myself directly or one of the aids, such as Sil. She will be well cared for." The buck then bows deeply, adding, "It has continued to be an honor to serve. May the blessings be." And with that, out the door he goes.