There must be some sort of signal, or other means of getting the word out that Pierce is 'on duty' at the salon. Is isn't long after Alice has left that a regular client shows up: the Savanite wet-nurse and her two teenaged twin daughters. She signs, "I hope your spirit is up," before she begins to disrobe.
"These again?" Pierce has to wonder. He also has to wonder with how good he's gotten with shifting on if he could actually impregnate one. But, since that is the supposed goal, he doesn't worry that much about it. Instead, he reclines in the pillow-nest, legs spread. He gestures to them, then just grins. "I'm always ready for a romp with some of my favorites," he signs.
"Am I your favorite then?" the older Savanite signs, as she reclines next to and half on top of Pierce. The two girls get undressed as well, even though they'll have to wait a while yet for their turn.
Pierce doesn't answer that. He opts to demonstrate it. That begins with, well, slow and sensual exploration of hands, kissing, and rubbing. That transitions to licking, lots of licking. Then some deep licking with that split tongue of his when it is buried deep within the savanite's sensitive place.
There is a lot of purring, both from the mother and from her daughters, who have a predatory lock on the action. There's also some 'dirty talk', disguised as massage where the woman signs into Pierce's neck and back.
Pierce replies, but with a mixture of sign and some impressive split-tongue work. When that ends, well, he moves up to nursing on her with skill. It's during that when Pierce finally impales her on his 'modified for her pleasure' bits. The nursing naturally makes her a very wet nurse once he gets things flowing up top ... while his lower half goes at it.
The Savanite chirps and purrs and digs in with her claws whenever Pierce does something she really likes. And since she doesn't want her girls getting knocked up, she does feel it is her duty to make sure she 'nurses' Pierce's very last drop before she can release him. She does pause things though, only to reposition so that she's riding on top. This is probably the only chance she gets to be in a dominant position, after all! And she can't resist tweaking Pierce's nipples via the piercings through them.
And Pierce lets her take the dominant position; he is after all a rather submissive cat. And he enjoys it, purring up at her and letting her control the rate and her enjoyment. Even the tweaking of those piercings excites him some and makes him chirp. And even if the woman wears him out in one way, his tongue still works, so he can take care of the daughters no problem.
The woman knows what she's doing, certainly - how to build up Pierce only to level him off at the last moment. She also makes sure he doesn't release when she does. After her first one, she's free to really focus on the stud-slave, and does things to ensure that his own release is very thorough.
Pierce growls up at her, looking at her through slitted eyes. His hands are up, massaging her chest and this time tweaking her nipples with his claws. The once seems very fond of him to be sure. And worst case in situations where he must perform, he might be able to call upon Gorphat's blessing of priaprism for a time to keep him capable. But, that would only be a last resort!
The nurse lets herself build to her own second release, trying to time it out properly, and Pierce's tweaking helps. She does sign, "I would buy you if I could."
"I am flattered, I am just a lowly slave trained for sex, and extensively modified to enhance it," Pierce signs politely in reply, and smiling. He really wants to release by now, but he's making sure he doesn't through several techniques. The savanite on top is in complete control and he'll only give when she allows it. This makes him purr-growl a bit in frustration, though!
The woman teases with her hips, but finally grinds down for the final stretch, yowling as she finds her release.
Pierce takes the signal and his jaws set. The savanite on him bounces as he goes hard for the last stretch. The catching pull of the spiny bits of his sends him over that edge at long last. It feels like he erupts, or explodes down there! It starts and just ... keeps going as he shudders and growls through gritted teeth! And it's all so ... novel given most of his time is spent in forms deliberately modified to make anything sexual uncomfortable to downright agonizing! And boy is the feline tense from head to toe as things finish and the flow finally eases, a good couple minutes later.
"Am I still your favorite?" the wet-nurse signs before lying forward across Pierce and letting herself cool off.
"Always," Pierce signs on her back.
The two daughters are soon at Pierce's sides, purring and nuzzling his cheeks.
Pierce ... grins and purrs. He lounges for the moment and just caresses the two daughters, his hands exploring, tweaking, and teasing. Also a lot of light finger pad tickling on sensitive spots lower down. Then there is the kissing when he can. On their lips, nose, and even their chests if they're in range.
The mother slips off of Pierce to stay out of the way, and probably needs to do some grooming anyway. The daughters are giggling and eager.. and occasionally grabby, to see if Pierce is up to doing more with them.
Pierce's answer to that is /simple/. One daughter he actually gets to sit down on him, straddling his hips. While he cannot really peak again for a bit, that part of him still works for pleasuring /them/. The other girl gets to sit in a different place, on his chest/neck so that his muzzle, and tongue, is buried within her. This also means his nose-ring is positioned just so to rub against her sensitive nub.
The girls apparently like sharing, but also have a sibling competitive streak. After a few minutes, they begin to wonder if the other sister is getting the better deal. There is a bit quick, furtive signing in whatever private language they use, and then they want to switch positions.
Pierce signs for them to switch, then! It gives him a moment to stretch out his jaws and tongue ... before they're back to giving a workout. Lower down on him aches, but it's still functional ... and he's using that once more, studs and all, to make one of the sisters purr and chirp!
The twins seem satisfied for awhile.. but then start to get pushy with on another. There's some hissing and growling, and it isn't clear what they want.
Pierce tries to direct them to ... well, nurse and massage each other instead while he increases his efforts down below to try and distract them!
This works for a while as well, but the signs soon make it clear what's wrong: both girls want Pierce to themselves for some horizontal fun, and are arguing over who gets to wait a turn.
Pierce rubs his forehead. Finally, he signs, "Flip a coin. to them.
They either don't have a coin, or don't want to move - so instead they begin a sign-wrestling game, shaking their hands up and down three times and then shooting a sign. After three rounds a winner purrs in triumph; the one that's already in Pierce's lap. The other signs but does get off of Pierce's chest.. carefully, to make sure her fur doesn't get caught in anything. "Be swift," she signs.
Pierce nips that one in the nethers, using teeth to playfully stretch before letting go the delicate skin. Then his focus is on the one in his lap. He draws her down and his hips begin to move in earnest! No buildup for him still, but that's okay! It's all about making the girl chirp and squirm. It also means he can nip and nurse on her too!
The girl chirps happily, and makes other squeaky noises at the nursing. She digs her claws into the cushions though, instead of into Pierce, and doesn't seem to know exactly what to do with her legs or hips.
When the suckling action triggers milk production, the girl goes wide-eyed and has a surprising (to her, certainly) shuddering release.
Pierce guides her with how he moves his hips, trying to teach her the right movement of them to get maximum penetration and pleasure. He's also enjoying the nursing because normally Nicora just gets to nurse on Gorphat and that is always foul. He keeps his hip movement up too while the girl releases because it will extend the sensations!
The girl is really gasping now! Her legs twitch and jerk about, since she still doesn't know how to keep her muscles occupied.. and is even more unfamiliar with things this powerful. She finally does something though.. which is to lick Pierce's chin.. even if it tastes strongly of her sister.
Pierce arches his chin, exposing his neck to the girl. He's purring and his hips just keep moving. It's mildly uncomfortable for him, but she's having a time.
And so the girl first nuzzles, then gently bites his throat. There's some other growling noises, but they come from the sister that's still waiting her turn.
Pierce keeps up his movements for a couple more minutes, then draws still to enoucrage the girl to give up her spot to her sister.
The girl does fall over onto her side, and then struggles to her hands and knees to crawl towards her mother with a mewing sound.. so she can show off that she's giving milk now too!
Daughter #2 grabs Pierce and tries to pull him on top of her.. which would mean he'd have to work a little harder probably.
Pierce gestures to the waiting sister ... waggles his brow, and presents that yes, things are still hard and spiny! And then he's on top of her. This gives him a lot more leverage, which means that soon the second daughter is moving a little around the floor as Pierce takes his duty seriously, and still has the strength to do so! And like sister number one, she's getting nursed on too!
This one does use her claws on his back, and feels a lot more confident in where to place her legs, so that she's got them either tangled up with Pierces or rubbing up against his sides. She also swats him with her tail and is a bit more vocal (for what it's worth). Once the nursing starts, she tries to hold Pierce's head in place so doesn't stop.
Pierce does not stop, then! And he lets her guide him a bit to what she wants and does it. He also does what he wants at times too, even though he still feels no buildup. He's there to please the daughters, not fertilize them!
And what this twin likes is speed. Or rather, high RPMs. Preferably in time to her purring it seems.
Pierce can manage this! His legs and hips are built for fast movement and he proves it! He even manages to time it to her purring after some trial and error. This is a feat given he's also nursing too, and timing each suckle to the purr.
This girl does beat out her sister in the loudness department. When she starts her release, it builds up from a purr to a growl to something like a hoarse roar.. an extended wheeze of sorts.
And Pierce plays her like some sort of musical instrument with one plunger and two reeds. Or at least he'd claim that later most likely. Reallt, he's keeping things going and drawn out so there is no jealousy afterward.
It's intense enough for the current twin to start crying, which is hard when you can't really catch your breath. She's also latched some of her claws in the rings down Pierce's back. And while she tries to keep up with her hips, she eventually looses sync and lets Pierce take over completely, letting her legs bob up and down with his motions.
And there pierce keeps it up for a couple minutes, then lets it ease until he stops. He's panting now too and rolls over to his side, un-impaling the poor savanite as he wheezes.
The girl doesn't move for awhile either, just panting to catch her breath. Eventually her sister helps her up and brings her over to get dressed. It's the mother that returns to give Pierce a kiss on the lips. "You must make your master bring you here more often," she signs.
"If it means more time with you, I will try," Pierce signs, "You're one of a few that finds me ... very attractive like this." He grins, ears wiggling.
"You are a very pretty man," the mother replies, then leads her daughters out, flicking her tail teasingly. Of course it's only after they've left that Pierce notices the figure sitting down in the far corner - a very wide-eyed Alice.
Pierce rubs his forehead and sighs. "Hi," he signs to Alice. "I am sorry you had to see that."
"I'm not," Alice signs back. "Did you enjoy it?"
"Well, with the mother, yes. She wore me out, though, so it was a bit achy with the daughters. But, I got my enjoyment from their reactions and fun," Pierce signs. "See, it's all about your partner and their enjoyment. Your own is secondary in this line of work."
"You signed that you would do this for free with me," Alice signs. "Does that mean you want to enjoy it with me too? You like me?"
"/I want you to enjoy it, that would be my focus. If I enjoyed it, that's bonus,/" Pierce signs and smiles. "/I do like you, which is why I want you to enjoy it and find it special//"
The girl scoots over closer, until she's right next to Pierce. Her breath smells like ham. "I don't know what I would enjoy," she admits. "Those other girls seemed to know what they wanted though."
"Then we try stuff until you do learn," Pierce suggests in sign. "Is there anything you want to try? I know how to do everything from the mundane to the odd. From traditional mating to alternate matings that ensure no pregnancy occurs. Granted the latter is a bit usual as it often involves, well, under tail penetration."
Alice's ears blush, and she signs, "What do you like best? Do I take off my clothes or do you do that?"
"I've learned to like them all," Pierce signs, then does start to undress her. He's delicate about it, though, careful to unbutton and untie before slipping off bits and folding them.
Once the dress comes off over her head, Alice seems bashful. She doesn't have any real reason to be - she's clearly had a healthy upbringing from the look of her physical development. But she seems to brush her fingers through her curly hair often, as if trying to straighten it.
Pierce reaches up and gently pulls her hands away from her hair. "Your hair is fine," he then signs. "As are you." The feline then leans in and licks her gently on the cheek. And that's how part of it starts, he just starts giving her a tongue bath to relax her. That starts innocently, he avoids any areas that are considered delicate and private.
The grooming does relax Alice. She starts purring a bit and leaning on Pierce.. and also idly playing with some of the rings down below, clearly fascinated by them.
This keeps Pierce quite, well, inspired while he grooms. The grooming eventually does shift to being more intimate as Alice relaxes. His licking falls on the sensitive areas, including her nipples, and later her nethers. Still nothing deep, just testing and teasing her, making sure she doesn't panic and wish to stop.
The girl mewls like a kitten - she was probably groomed by her parents after all. This is just taking that to another level of sensation. She signs, "It is hard to imagine that it gets better than this."
Pierce's split tongue is put even more to use now, and he starts kissing the girl far more intimately on her nethers, the split tongue twisting and rolling.
This causes Alice to kick out one foot, but it's away from Pierce. Like the first twin earlier, she doesn't seem to know what to do with her body or limbs, so they tend to flop around trying to find their place.
Pierce uses his arms to gently take hold of Alice' legs and hold them down while he slowly and carefully 'grooms' her from the inside with that deep kiss.
This makes the girl gasp even more.. and buck her hips involuntarily. She puts her hands on her lower abdomen to try and stop it.
Pierce keeps it up so that she can't stop it. Eventually, though, that kiss ends and he draws back, then crawls up her. He looks her in the eyes and rolls his hips once, firm, and he penetrates her. It's as gentle as he can do it. IT may be painful, first time, after all.
After all that preparation, things fit in smoothly - there's plenty of lubrication by that point! Alice still gasps though, and grabs onto Pierce's shoulders.
Pierce signs, "Relax and go with it." And then his hips start their slow movement to introduce her to how it can feel, particularly with someone skilled and concerned with her enjoyment. He also kisses her, on the lips, then soon with his split tongue playing with hers.
Alice gets the hang of kissing at least, and begins to roll her hips in coordination with Pierce. The ring and studs likely make for a rather intense first time, since the girl has a lot of involuntary twitches on each inward stroke.
Pierce takes it slow and careful. It feels really nice. Not so much a huge buildup as that he's making her feel really good. He adjusts his speed based on her reaction. He doesn't want her to peak too quickly, he wants her to experience it fully. Of course it also then means he might peak himself, but there's little real risk to her if he does.
Alice is pretty responsive. Her body squirms or bucks when things start getting too intense, and she licks her nose when she's overheating as well. But the kneading rate of her claws on Pierce's shoulders are probably the best guide, along with the abdominal muscle flexes and tensions. Too much tension would lead to a big release, so things have to be kept from building up by making sure there's are moments of relaxation.
When things relax, Pierce nurses on her. Yes, he's trying to get her to well, lactate too; intent on giving her the full experience. He fully wants her first time to last at least an hour, so yes, there will be many periods of relaxation so that she doesn't peak until he wants her to.
At least Alice looks like she could be breastfeeding - she's nearly as big as Tulani, which is pretty big for a Savanite. When the milk starts to flow she nearly stops breathing in surprise. But it goes a long way towards actually relaxing her. It's a tricky balance between feel-good and feel-too-good.
"I could use the other way for a bit if this is too much," Pierce offers in sign, pausing his hips for a bit to give her a break.
It takes a few moments for Alice to regain control of her fingers. "No, please don't stop. I want more," she signs a bit shakily.
Pierce waits a full minute, then resumes his hip movements. "I might release too. Will that be okay?" he signs to her.
The girl nods rapidly, as if that isn't even a concern to her.
This now means Pierce has to be less concerned about it. Well, pretend to be less concerned. It's back to the slow and steady movement, and now he's starting to feel a build too along with the girl. He starts grooming her again too, then licks and nips at her too playfully.
Alice becomes a bit more proactive as well. Her hands begins to wander and explore Pierce's backside, and her hip movements become more insistent. She's the one trying to set the pace now.
And Pierce lets her! This is all for her, after all. He wants her to get what she wants from him. So, his hands explore her warmly, he nips, licks, and nurses, and his hips just keep on moving as long as she gestures for him to. The buildup for him is ... well, it's almost like it was with the older savanite. He expects, well, a pretty, ah, eruptive release for himself when the time comes.
The girl seems to be getting hotter as well, panting as she really starts to speed things up. One might almost think she was trying to buck her lover off of her altogether from the way her hips move, but her legs are wrapped around to make sure that can't happen.
Pierce adds something .. he growls in her ear, then nips it, adding a touch of savannah primalism to it. He no longer holds back, he's taking the girl to her peak and beyond. She was fun, kind, and made him feel normal, so this is his gift to her; an amazing first time with someone who cares how she is feeling.
Alice gapes, unable to really cry out. She peaks, but releases in steps. There are two big ones that shudder through her entire body, followed by a series of smaller but more drawn out ones, until it's just the small of back and tail that signal her conclusion with a few spasms.
And Pierce rides that out somehow ... so that she's ebbing when he finally releases too. Why, so that she can feel him release within. To him it is nearly as explosive as it was with the older savanite and to causes him to bark, then chirp! And like before, it sends to be a bit drawn out too, so his spiny bits are tickling her for a good long while, keeping her on the high end of her peak.
The woman can only moan a bit, and roll her hips from side to side. After running near peak for so long, she's probably hyper-sensitive at the moment, even if her body language is that of surrender, with her arms and legs going limp.
Pierce finally eases back and out of her. He then slips down and starts licking her nethers. He's making sure she's at least mostly cleaned up down there after that bit of wild adventure. That takes several minutes and feels amazing. It's like he's licking her from the inside out in the most intimate of ways! In reality, he's actually, well, kenning her. He's checking to see if she even was fertile, and worse, if that somehow did actually manage to work. It hasn't yet, but there's always a first time.
It's different from enveloping someone in shadow. There's no inky black skin that surrounds Alice - instead her spots expand to crowd out the gold, so that she's completely black. From the examination aspect, there aren't any eggs ready to release, so there's no way to tell if Pierce is actually fertile with Savanites by now - but it occurs to him that he could be if he actually replaced his seminal fluids with shadow. The result may or may not be a Savanite though. Other things he learns about Alice is that she has no scars. No old wounds or broken bones or other signs of trauma.
Pierce keeps the kenning short so that she doesn't realize it is happening. So, the licking and cleanup ends and he slides back up to lie beside her. There one hand gently strokes along her cheek, signing, "Thank you."
Mrrrr, Alice replies. It isn't clear if she actually saw the sign, but she does turn to cuddle up against Pierce.
It's odd, Pierce looks odd with all the adornment, and yet two savanites have become quite fond of him. He ... likes this, it makes him feel better about all the bodywork he has had done. And for now, he just cuddles Alice and strokes her gently, glad she enjoyed that so much. He even lets his eyes close a little so that he is listening to her breathing.
After all the activity of the past few hours - and the warm purring - it isn't surprising for Pierce to fall asleep. He doesn't know how long the nap lasted though, once he feels a gently nudge on his shoulder.
"Mrrp?" Pierce says and opens one eye to see who nudged him.
Tulani is leaning over Alice to do the nudging, trying to not wake the girl in the process. The Sphynx looks a bit tired herself. "It smells like you have had a busy day," she signs to Pierce.
"Four customers," Pierce signs as he gently untangles himself from Alice. "It was tiring, but honestly a good day. They make me feel handsome and wanted."
"And I don't?" Tulani signs, shifting sit cross-legged now. "I've uncovered more information."
Once Pierce is sitting up, he notices something has been added around his neck! A bead necklace, with the clasp in the shape of a Naga head biting onto its own tail. The colors match Sephia's.
Pierce pats the necklace gently, and grins. "Serpent strikes again," he signs.
"I got a look at the bodies that were found," Tulani says, looking a bit queasy at the memory. "The colors struck me. Both rats where solid colored. One white, one black, but the black one had some hair too, and it was clearly bleached white."
"Wait, so they were made to look like a Yodhsunala or something?" Pierce signs, looking confused by this. "A proxy attack on the Barsunala, perhaps?"
"One could have been meant to be a Yodhinala.. or a proxy for Inala," Tulani signs. "I still think the basis for all of this goes back to the dark pits of the Temple of Inala. I know that the Yodhinala had a mage held captive back before the Temple was sacked. Your friend Windcaller. They dressed her up like Rephath, and may have had some sort of special ritual or presentation planned. This group may be doing something similar, or even trying to taunt a response from the Seven Sisters."
"Were there signs of long term torture or treatment on them? What I mean is were they used a lot before they were killed?" Pierce signs next as he sits up and leans against a pillow. "Such matters if out rat friend is going to infiltrate them somehow. Need to know what to be prepared for. At least Gorphat has trained me to endure a lot."
"The bodies were wrecked, but the only thing that hinted at how long they were held was in the dyed white hair on the second one," Tulani signs. "The black roots were showing. That could mean there was time for the hair to grow out.. maybe ten days.. or else the dye job wasn't thorough. As for our rat friend.. can she do black fur with red hair?"
"Yes. Color shifts are easy. So are small changes to the body, such as altering the piercing holes some for example. She could widen the ear-holes and wear temporary grommets in them so that they won't look like others seen in say, Paradise," Pierce signs. "And so, she better also plan to be there for a week to two weeks, potentially?"
"If it takes that long, yes," Tulani signs. "I've got some ideas about where they might be, or at least where they hunt. The goal is to strike when everyone is gathered. We can get the grommets from Helse."
"She could also replace the lower rings with just studs too," Pierce adds in sign, "And yes, the cover must maintain until everyone is present, otherwise it might start again. This could be very risky for her. She's tough, but ... she will be on her own there. Do you wish her to risk it?"
"Igorina is probably indestructible, so Nicorina should be even tougher," Tulani signs with a grin. "But, if things look too nasty before the ideal time, she can call in a dragon-strike via dream. Ideally that won't happen though, and the full-scale raid can be done by Coalition guards. We want the arrests and trials to be public this time if we can manage it."
"Realize Nikky will probably have to do some pretty depraved things there. I know that in the pits they used to make the girls be mounted by Groks, for example," Pierce signs and frowns. "Nikky can take it, just understand what is being asked. I know Nikky will go too. It's important."
"I know I'm asking a lot of her," Tulani signs. "But I also know she'd be pissed at me if I didn't. I know she pulled off the Ugolino affair at some risk."
"She was raped a couple times during that," Pierce signs, "But it was worth it. Temporary events can be over-come when you know that justice will fall like a hammer. I am sure she will willingly endure whatever they throw if it means they will be taken down."
"I'm pretty sure they're getting their victims from the freelance prostitutes that have been growing in numbers in Graytown," Tulani signs. "I still need to talk to some of them though, while I'm waiting on other information. Do you want to come back tomorrow as Nikky and get the changes made?"
"Changes made? As in have Helse insert the grommets and such here?" Pierce signs, head tilted. "Sure, I could do that. But basically, Nikky is supposed to act the prostitute. Heh, not a stretch there."
"After I check them out, I'll have a better idea of what she'll need to wear," Tulani signs. "I'm sure Mave has ideas as well. She's responsible for Nikky's original outfit that got her a job on the Shadowdrake, isn't she?"
"She was. So, return to Gorphat's temple, but come back as Nikky in a day?" Pierce signs.
"Well, not as Nikky, but as.. Blakky or something," Tulani signs.
"As a prostitute rat getting some upgrades to her ears and such?" Pierce signs.
"Exactly. Gotta stand out in a new territory and all that," Tulani signs. "You should probably wear something better than your Streets Below rag-bikini though."
"I still have the chronotopia outfit and such," Pierce signs and nods. "I'll leave the rags to Nicora."
"I doubt even she would wear them," Tulani signs. "She's got much fancier rags."
"She rarely wears anything," Pierce admits in sign. "All right, so that's a plan."
"I'll go arrange things with Helse," Tulani signs and gestures to the curtain. "You should rouse Alice and make sure she gets home before it gets too much later."
Pierce salutes. Once Tulani does leave the room, Pierce lightly shakes Alice's shoulder. He also purrs in her ear. If she opens her eyes, he'll sign, "Wakey wakey, mother to be."
The girl's eyes open.. and then go wide at the signs. "Am I with child now?" Alice signs rapidly once she sits up.
"No, no, very unlikely," Pierce signs back rapidly. "I just needed to wake you fast so you can get home before you're late."
Alice leaps to her feet, which makes her chest bob such that she has to grab it with her hands. "How long did I sleep?" she signs, once her breasts have calmed.
"A while, I think?/" Pierce signs as he stands. The savanite picks up her clothing, then goes about dressing her. "/Blame me if you get in trouble. It was my fault./"
"I was off duty," Alice signs as she helps Pierce get her dressed. "I just need to be back before morning."
"Well, I don't think it was that long," Pierce signs. "And thank you, I enjoyed your visit very much. Not just the physical parts, but your company in general. I didn't feel so odd for once."
"Why should you feel odd?" Alice signs, as she straightens her apron. "You are very confident."
"I also look very odd with all the metal and such inserted in me," Pierce signs, "I am aware of it."
"It is only jewelry," Alice signs. "Lots of slaves have some, that is why this salon exists."
"I have more than just some" Pierce signs and wiggles his ears.
Alice leans in and kisses Pierce. "They work on you though," she signs and winks. "And feel nice!"
Pierce wiggles his nose after the kiss, then finishes dressing Alice and gives her a warm hug. When it releases, he steps back and brushes some of Alice's curly hair back. "Take care of yourself. You're beautiful. I am honored to have had a chance to make you happy," he signs, then bows.
"I will check in on you when I can!" Alice assures, then jogs out of the room.
"I really like her. Pity I won't see her often," Pierce thinks to himself, sighs, and cleans up the room in prep to leaving the salon now that his shift is likely over.
On returning to the Temple of Gorphat, things take an ominous turn right away: the attempt to transform into Nicora results in the buck instead!
When the shadow recedes in the rear entrance and the buck finds himself kneeling on the floor instead of Nicora, his eyes go wide!His lower 'memeber' is already standing at attention and squirming about. He feels it, and is also reminded it's actually another creature entirely. This makes his ears twitch. "Oh Goddess, Mistress wants me," the buck murmurs, ears folding down submissively and his lower lip quivering. He rises to his feet and starts making his way back through the temple, towards the main part where the quarters and altars are.
The squirming of the appendage isn't random either.. it's actually tugging him in a specific direction. At first this is exactly the same as the path he's following anyway.. until he reaches the residential area. The tugging isn't leading him to the High Priestess's Chambers.. but to the Sacred Horrib lair next to it.
The bucks ears would wilt more if they could! But, no such luck. Since he must obey his Mistress' wish, he follows that tug and enters the horrib lair. HE's shaking from fear now.
The lair is surprisingly quiet. The sacred horribs themselves are away.. possibly hunting. The Hoshim are tucked into their cradles built into the wall, and Hoshuosin is far in the back, crouched in his corner. Only the Queen is active, her pale, fleshy abdomen-symbiote-daughter pulsing and throbbing. "Dud-a-Chum," she says to the Lapi, and beckons to him with some of her limbs.
Bucktraum's eyes are wide, his nose is twitching like mad, and his ears are completely down. This isn't Gorphat requesting him ... but the lower tug tells him Gorphat wishes him to be here. He looks at the horrifying creature before him and swallows. It takes him a good several minutes before he can manage enough courage to approach the monster. While this may be Nicora's child, to the lapi, it's a monster. "Y ... you have need of me, oh queen?" the buck stammers out in terror.
The Queen's face-plates rearrange into a mockery of a smile, and the creature actually lowers itself down from it throne to stand on its own! She does kneel down though, and uses one hard-shelled not-quite-Eeee hand to stroke the buck's cheek. "Did-a-Chick," she actually coos to the male. Her pale white breasts quiver like jelly, and her lower part.. well, the queen's transplanted vagina is quite prehensile. It smiles at the buck as well.
The buck is absolutely still, his eyes transfixed in horror. This creature wants him to mate with it?! It's not like his body can say no; it's at attention all the time. Though shaking, he reaches his hands down and caresses the prehensile 'smiling' bit. "You wish me to serve you?" he asks politely.
"Did-a-Chick," the Queen says in.. agreement? More obviously though, she lowers herself onto her back! The smiling bit below oozes something sweet smelling onto the bucks fingers. The odor is.. not exactly relaxing but it does instill a bit of non-fear excitement. Something that muscular and malleable couldn't be all that bad, could it?
Bucktraum actually licks the goo off his fingers. He swallows and knows he may regret this ... but he belongs to Gorphat and must serve her and all her sacred creatures. So, the buck takes a few deep breaths to steady himself then climbs on top of the monster to a degree. He holds his alien flesh in his hand, then places it against that muscular passage. Another deep breath and he then pushes it slowly into the queen. While his appendage isn't wholly his own, he still feels most things through it, and can certainly feel it slide into that alien flesh.
The fluid tastes sweet, but also causes a slight sense of euphoria. And the Queen's lower parts are very much like a toothless, tongueless mouth. They're soft and firm in term, and actually produce suction. "Did-a-Chum," the Queen continues in what probably passes for a seductive tone against insect-hybrid monsters.
Bucktraum lets out a sigh. He then leans down, and if the queen will let him, tries to nurse on the monster. His hips also start rolling slowly, moving him within that pleasant suction. "This ... isn't so bad," he thinks, letting his eyes close so he can imagine he's on something more normal looking than the queen.
It's hard to imagine anything else with quite this.. texture. The nipple is rubbery, and squirts more of that odd liquid into Bucktraum's mouth. That part isn't so bad.. it makes him feel a bit disconnected from his body, almost weightless. He feels like he can leave it to its own devices for the most part.
The lapi's body has good instincts and they take over as he mates with this disturbing monster. He knows with release comes the pain of release and the lose of his maleness for a time, but such are the costs of belonging to Gorphat. He must endure them. So, the lapi nurses softly on the monster while he steadily rides her, enjoying in part the actual sensations of how it grips him. Without the lapi fear ... this isn't bad.
And the bunny reflexes are pretty powerful. The result is a rapid squishing sound though from the very rapid thrusts. Release isn't going to be delayed at this rate. But right at the point when it should occur, there's a bite of pain that instantly defuses it (but not the built-up pressure). And through the Queen's translucent flesh, there's a faintly visible mass that's attached to the buck's tip inside of her.
"Nnngh!" goes bucktraum, snapping him out of his fugue. His eyes open and he withdraws his lips drop that nipple. HE looks down at the translucent flash and his heartrate increases again. "Oh Gods, what is that?" the lapi thinks. He's trying not to mad panic now. Instead he just tries to carefully withdraw himself from the queen's comfortably gripping flesh tube.
The Queen doesn't stop him. Her orifice flexes and expands as the mass is pulled out! It's a maggot, not too different from a standard Horrib larva, save that it is the same pale translucent white as the Queen. It's also bigger than the appendage it is gripping on with the only non-white parts it has: a hard, black ring of teeth. The creature convulses, and it move further down the buck's shaft, munching on it like a caterpillar on a plant stalk.
The buck scrabbles backwards and grips onto that maggot, trying to pull it off of his shaft. It may not entirely be his flesh, but having it eaten once was more than enough! His ears are also straight up now in shock!
The attempt to escape triggers the Queen into action. Hard, powerful limbs grab the buck and drag him back, pinning his back to her chest. "Did-a-Chick," she says, a bit gruffly. It might mean 'don't struggle' in this case, but that's rather hard when something is actively eating its way down Bucktraum's.. symbiote? It's not really his flesh after all, but he can still feel it. There's no blood, which somehow makes it more horrible. And the munching sound, like a Lapi with a stalk of celery, doesn't help either.
"Mistress," Bucktraum squeaks out plaintively as the creature eats down the currently attached symbiote. Porbably a plaintive call to Gorphat, that. He may not be able to struggle much, but there is some squirming as the maggot slowly consumes down his attachment. And he cannot help but watch, counting each second as he watches it disappear into the creature.
The Queen clacks something, and Hoshuosin trundles over to squat down in front of Bucktraum, looking expectant with his oddly plated Eeee face. The two mandibles on either side of his bat mouth begin to twitch. The Queen chitters something more, and the maturing Bargorphat reaches forward to hold Bucktraum's legs.. and spreads them apart.
"What is he doing?!" Bucktraum thinks in horror as his legs are parted completely. He does struggle some, but it's a bit hard to struggle a lot when there's something eating down part of his body and making disturbing sounds while it does it.
The maggot is nearly down to the root 'feet' now, and one of the Queen's limbs swings over and descends. A very scythe-like claw glints in the dim moss-light of the chamber, and then Bucktraum feels it slice into him. Not into his leg, or muscle.. but into the skin of his scrotum. There's pain, and a feeling of coldness.. and blood. And finally, a feeling of things dropping and dangling naked from within.
The buck cries out in horror and shock! He convulses from the sudden pain, the surging cold, then the disturbing sensation od things dangling. "Gorphat, what is happening to me?" the poor lapi thinks, eyes wide. He had been looking up, but now somehow forces himself to look down and see how badly things are damaged. He fears that, well, his male bits are now hanging outside the pouch they were once in, but maybe he's wrong? The futile hope of the doomed, that, but the buck ... looks.
There isn't much time to see anything. Hoshuosin's head darts forward, his jaws snap.. and the sensations go away. The bloody muzzle pulls back and the beast's throat convulses as it swallows. The tail end of the maggot curls down and roots itself into the now empty space, which at least stops the blood from spurting. It wrenches the last of the phallus free, leaving the wiggling 'nubs' behind and gulps down the last of it before curling up down below, forming a bulbous pulsating mass that slowly takes on color as the blood courses into it.
"Dud-a-Chum," the Queen coos, and pats the top of Bucktraum's head.
"Noooo!" cries Bucktraum in horror. That ... child just ate his dangly bits. Ate them. Removed the last vestiges of being male. When the large maggot then swings down and embeds its tail up into the empty fleshy bag, the buck starts crying. He cannot believe what just happened. He thought losing his shaft was bad, but he could deal. Now he's been completely emasculated. And worse, now has this huge maggot-thing hanging down there instead, considerably larger than what he was used to being there. He's gasping, eyes wide as he cries. Even as those wiggling nubs fold in and give him a miniature vulva, he's only staring at the pulsating mass hanging between his legs.
The Queen rocks him, still chittering nonsense. Hushuosin, however, is having a reaction to his meal - he's growing bigger, maturing before Bucktraum's eyes. Still hunched over, the Bargorphat lets out a burp, and then shuffles back to his corner.
Bucktraum is in full panic. Even with the queen rocking him, he's shaking. "What did you do to me?" he babbles over and over. His eyes return to staring between his legs in horror.
"A-dopt-ed," the Queen rasps, then turns the buck around to press his face into her bosom. "One-of. One-of. One-of... Ussss" she hisses, and the sweet smell of the euphoria-goo is strong on her breasts.
And in spite of himself and the panic, the buck cannot help himself, he starts to nurse again to try and calm himself down. "Mother, why?" he thinks softly.
The nursing does calm him, but the cries to Gorphat are not immediately answered. Because he isn't Nicora? Or was this all the Queen's plan? Eventually though, there is a whisper of reply. "To make you stronger."
"What has attached itself to me down there? What did she mean about being one of us?" The buck pray-pleads to the whisper. Heck, is he even really a buck anymore since he's missing all male parts and has his own b-cup chest that can lactate.
Instead of a reply, the buck feels something coursing through his veins. It has a fizzy sensation - what a Lapi might feel from a surge of testosterone. But this feels a lot stronger, and also a bit alien. Soon his entire body is tingling, he can taste and smell adrenaline and his heart starts pounding.
"Wha ... wha?" Bucktraum thinks while his lips remain curled around one of the horrib teats. Even while he continues to suckle, his ears quiver and twitch. He feels weird. He feels terrified. This is a hard reminder that his body is not his own, it belongs to Gorphat.