Being glued to a wall by horribs, even Sacred Horribs, is not as glamorous as one might think. The wall itself is covered in resin chitin and anything but smooth - there always bits that dig into Penance's wings, back, legs and butt. At the moment her legs are spared, if only because they're up in the air, hanging from sticking strands wrapping her ankles that connect to the ceiling. The rest of her is likewise spread out, probably to go along with her newest fashion: an Eeee-skin truss of sorts that is hooked into labia to keep them stretched open. It itches, but there's no way to scratch underneath it.
This position spares most of her butt, except when it's banged against the wall with each thrust from Otto, who is look frustrated. He's been pumping her for a good half-hour by now, but all of his attempts to get her milk flowing have just reopened the sores on her breasts from the kneading and squeezing.
And worse things regarding that truss spreading her is, the hooks are healing into her skin. Slowly, but they are, which means that truss is going to become more and more difficult to remove, until it becomes impossible. It also makes any sort of sex painful, as each thrust only helps to further secure those hooks into her flesh! On the plus side, it does mean she tends to leak when standing. Oh, wait, that's not a plus, either. And her breasts hurt, and ooze from open sores now. In fact, everything hurts! "I don't think this is working," she gasps out in-between some of the harder thrusts! "It just hurts!"
"Hrmmm," the big rat ponders, pausing to consider the issue. It's not just the external issues that hurt; the internal parasites aren't that happy either. Possibly because Otto never released anything for them to feed on. "I go get other guys?" he offers.
"Will that help?" Penance asks after she catches her breath. Feeling less stretched open, though, isn't happening.
"Maybe?" Otto guesses, and unplugs. "Try Eeees," he claims, and goes to fetch Penny's "regulars" for this sort of thing. As soon as he's gone, thought, Crabs peeks in. "Howsit goin'?" he asks.
"Not good," Penance admits. "By crotch hurts all the time, and it's really hard to keep clean. And no milk, so Otto is upset ... and I don't know how to fix it. And why is it I'm starting to feel like his harem-girl?" She then looks down at herself and sighs. "Well, do you want to go? I'm, er, wide open."
Crabs does come over and give things a sniff, then says, "Oh.. I brought you something," he says, and grins is scraggly grin to her. He then holds up a small cloth bag that is very damp and smelly, but it's a familiar sort of stink. He reaches in and scoops out worm-goo! From the goo-pool, of course. He then slathers it onto Penny exposed bits, and even up into her canal for good measure. It's very soothing.
"Ugh, that stuff smells horrible!" Penance complains, then ends up squealing when the rat slather's it on her exposed bits, then inside her! She makes those strands rock and tremble, then the fact that it's actually soothing her aches in stretched skin and raw-rubbed skink, she blinks. "That actually does feel better," she admits, looking confused. "How did you know that would help? And ... why are you applying it to me?"
"Otto told me the High Priestess bathes in it sometimes," Crabs says. "And.. I wanted to check da worms. I like worms," he claims. Once he's done with the first application, he takes Penance up on her offer and slips into her (with plenty of 'slip' now), and starts applying the rest of the stuff to her breasts as he starts to pump her. "Feel better?" he asks.
"You didn't put any worms in me, did you?" Penance has to ask, as she didn't exactly look when he had his hand up in her! The mounting is ... almost nice, at least it doesn't hurt as much, just the pricks from the embedded hooks twinge. When he starts moving, well, it feels actually kind of nice. "Yes ... yes, I do think this feels a lot better," Penance admits as her hips actually try to move in enjoyment-reflex.
"Just my worm," Crabs claims, and then nuzzles at Pennance's neck and clavicle. Her shoulders have a bit too much horrib-resin on them for nibbling though, and Crabs probably wants to keep the teeth he has.
"Good, that one is okay," Penance admits, and looks over his shoulder at the Horrib queen from her precarious cocoon, wondering what she makes of all this. She can't move much in her position, but how much she can, she does!
The queen is still.. it's never clear if she sleeps or not. Her translucent abdomen shows the occasional shadow shifting about, or starts to undulate strangely. Penny is certain she's seen one of the queen's 'breasts' inflate and deflate even.
Crabs takes Pennance's words as encouragement, and starts to move with more vigor. Even massages and kneads her chest and tries to kiss her.
That shadowy movement makes Penance nervous. Given where she is, she's at their mercy when bound here. But ... they've never tried to harm her before, so she tries to not worry! And the kiss helps, so Penance hisses her back, and even moans softly into it; as things are feeling kinda nice right now, enough to ignore the remaining discomfort. If her back could move, she'd undulate it so her chest rolls in his hands!
What motion she does have is enough for Crabs. He moans and thrusts hard several times, and the pain in Pennance's womb abates a bit. That's when Otto returns with the stable: Lop-Ear, Jophur, Runt, Gummy and Brosk. The Eeee acolytes do not venture into this chamber as a rule. It's one thing to have their own horrib tenders, but another to be in the presence of the Horrib Queen and the hybrids.
When Craps cries and releases, so does Penance! She actually had an orgasm! Of course once that fades, she spots the harem of attendees. "Oh, uh, hi," she says, remembering now that Otto went to get them. "You should be safe in here, the queen is our ally and blessed of Gorphat. Even were she to impregnate you, it would simply be further honor." That probably isn't terribly encouraging.
While still possibly asleep, the queen's 'face' parts rustle, momentarily breaking the illusion of the mask. "Yes, you all got horribs, they probably excited to be here," Otto points out. Or course, they may not want the giant murder-bugs on their backs to get excited, but you can't unsay words. As Crabs staggers back, Lop-Ear takes his place and goes to work. He looks nervous, and Penance can tell when his horrib stings him.
Mmmmf! goes Penance, because that sting gets them harder faster than the best Yohdhinala could! This also makes her squeal, then start to roll as much as she can to help the guy out. She also glances at the queen again ... since it moved!
Did it wink at her? Lop-Ear is definitely not looking that way.. he seems to be fixated on the inside of Penny's left ear instead. He pumps rapidly, but the goo is still doing its job at least. Eventually he seems less about 'getting it over with' and starting to enjoy it, since he grabs onto the Yodhgorphat's shins in the final stretch.
"There you go, good boy," Penance actually purrs at him and works her internal muscles, ones that aren't at least stretched apart! She's not really sure if the men can actually think at all when they're doing this, or if the sting just makes 'em into rutting animals.
Well, Lop-Ear isn't foaming at the mouth at least, and he does look relieved when he releases. It's not the same expression Crabs gets (since he for certain enjoys it), but it's still better than Otto's usual satisfied look. Jophur has taken the bag from Crabs, and is spreading the goo on himself ahead of time, since he's up after Lop-Ear. He at least smiles and seems more invested in the act. "So what do the horrib-kin do in here?" he asks Penance.
"Sleep, mostly," Penance notes. "And glue me to the wall every night. That's all. They don't store people in here to breed through, or anything like that."
"I think these ones don't do it the old-fashioned way anymore," Jophur offers, and tries to get more handsy, at least with Penny's squeezable areas. It helps him to get some pleasure out of it, certainly: it still isn't certain what the men actually feel when producing the horrib-altered substances.
"I know the queen can," Penance points out, possibly unwisely, "But yes, they aren't as ... cruel as the original ones." Then she's soon giggling and squirming a little at the squeezings! "Maybe you should do this with the queen sometime," she teases.
That causes Jophur to skip a beat, losing his rhythm. "Uh.. but we need all our vitality for you, Yodhgorphat Penny!" he claims nervously as he redoubles his efforts.
"But she should be honored too!" Penance pushes it. There isn't much joy in a Yodhgorphat's life ... but making others squirm and twitch and worry is one of them.
It doesn't help that the queen's bits can squirm. It does spur Jophur to finish though. Runt is less talkative, and a lot more nervous, but does lube up as well before doing his duty to the hive.. to the Temple.
Penance wisely quits suggesting they bed the Queen, and instead focuses on getting Runt through his releasing duty! Part of her is still internally giggling, though, for making the men scared!
Yodhgorphat are supposed to make people uncomfortable, so it probably isn't something she should feel guilty about. After Runt finishes, things gurgle a bit inside Penance - a good sign that the little creepers embedded inside of her are happy and feeling productive. This in turns make Penance feel better, because they're probably releasing something into her blood to cause that very effect. Gummy even dares squeezing Penny's breasts, since the look a bit more tender now.
Penance is feeling a bit high with the creepers being more active, and so breast-squeezing makes her actually moan, tender or not! Her toes, which are free, expand and contract slowly, kneading the air and basking.
It's enough of a glow that she looses track of just who is with her. She doesn't remember when Gummy gave way to Brosk.. and as soon as she notices that it's back round to Lop-Ear again. Occasionally Otto pats her belly, or listens to it, before sending in the next Eeee. Even with the horrib's prodding them, the men seem to at their limit. The stuff they're pumping out is thicker than what nature intended, and that has to put some strain on their muscles (and probably their prostates). But at this point Penance in her happy haze and not likely to worry about such things.
In fact, Penance is mostly moaning and groaning as the men take their turns. She isn't even thinking about how much she must stink now, or the stretching, or, well, much of anything in her 'happy place'. "/Should I be worried about ... something?/" is all the horrib-servant/Yodhgorphat can manage to kind of think. She's even actively trying to mate with the men, even though she can barely move. So, it's mostly internal-muscle work to milk out that disturbingly think ... well, not Eeee juice, exactly.
Her breasts are the exception: they're starting to ache slightly. But that's still barely noticeable. But she does notice when she's no longer being pumped. And the horribs are active, chewing and dissolving her resin bonds. At least Otto is there to hold her so she doesn't fall when things weaken enough.
"Mmmm, are we done?" Penance asks as she blinks tired eyes, "Where are we going? I was already in bed." When one arm frees, she does rub one of her breasts absently.
It feels disturbingly firm, as does her belly. Otto carries her out of the chamber, and a few of the Eeee manage to stumble out as well. Crabs waves to Penance though, but doesn't follow. And then the worst happens: Penny is carried outside. After being stuck in the Temple for such a long time, it's a bit of a shock. This low in the city, it's still dim, but much brighter than inside the Temple. And less humid, which gives her a slight chill (the lack of any fur or fat no doubt exacerbates this).
"Ack," Penance complains and covers her eyes because the brighter light hurts! "Where are we going?" she asks as her senses are starting to return. She now squeezes that breast that feels firm, and wondering why. She doesn't recall them feeling like this before! And given her position of being carried, well, everything down below is on display for anyone who looks! Stupid spreader-garment!
Most of the people they cross paths with bow their heads though (and at least a quarter of them are naked themselves, albeit with fur). Once her vision adjusts more to the light, Penance can see they're entering the tent zone - less than a hospital (which has been moved inside the Temple) and more than a hospice, it's where the worst diseases are treated. "You be inside soon," Otto says, with an odd emphasis.
"But the Temple is back there," Penance points out and points with one of her feet! She strains her head around, trying to see which tent they're going to. she hasn't been out of the Temple since, well, other than the crotch torture fitting, she hasn't left at all!
"Here we are," Otto says, and holds up Penance to the towering.. thing.. that is Blarf. It seems very symbolic of offering up a sacrifice, though, especially to Penance!
Penance shrieks! She's never seen this thing before that she can remember! "What in Gorphat's name is that thing?!!?" she cries out and starts trying to struggle out of Otto's grip!
"Very important," is Otto's reply. "Doctor Blarf. If you struggle too much he gets excited though!" This is proven a moment later as a ropy tentacle-vine wraps around Penance and lifts her before she can wiggle free of Otto's arms.
"It's going to eat me!" Penances squeals and starts pulling at the vine wrapping around her. She also tries to flap her wings to see if she can get away! If she can even do that, she didn't even notice if her wings were free before trying to flap 'em!
The seem to be free, since the vines have mostly moved to hold her be her ankles.. so now she's being dangled upside down as she lifted up. The flapping doesn't do much.. her wings haven't gotten much use lately. But it does give her a good view of Blarf's.. maw. It's a gaping bit at the top, with lots of stuff squirming inside. There aren't any teeth that Penance can see, but that may be beside the point, since it's still a very big, very obvious mouth she's being lowered into.
"Leggo! Mother Gorphat, make it let go! I've served you faithfully!" Penance cries out, while she ... cries! Her eyes are wide, but they're also brimming with tears! "I don't want to be eaten!"
And.. the vines let go! But at that point Penance just drops into the maw.. which is very soft inside. She's quickly moved around by the squirmy 'tongues' or whatever, until she's upright with her head and shoulders above the rim. And then several of the tubular tongues connect up to her orifices and nipples.. and start to drain her.
There's a whole lot of squealing, and a moment where Otto might hear her claiming the monster is molesting her! Then she's upright and blinking ... then actually squawks when things insert themselves inside her! Well, it's not like she wasn't open and exposed to begin with, which made it easy for one of those things to shlorp right up into her. Then she's blinking when things start to suck on her. "Wha .... what is this thing doing?!" she babbles.
"This is where your fluids are taken," Otto calls up. "Blarf turns them into.. medicine. Or he just likes them. But the High Priestess will still personally feed him on occasion. It is an expected duty you must perform in her absence."
"You could have warned me!" Penance barks at Otto. Still, it doesn't feel bad once you get used to the weirdness of it. She reaches down to feel where he's inside her ..n and to check on her little replacement-nub companion. It was nice to her today, and let her have some pleasure.
There's a more motion there than expected.. some sort of tussle between one of Blarf's tubes and whatever that end of the nub-worm does. It's possible that it's feeding Blarf too. Penance never saw any orifices on the thing, but who knows how it really functions?
Well, at least she doesn't feel it moving around inside her. She lets out a long breath, then relaxes slowly. "Okay, so ... this isn't so bad. Please forgive my cowardice, Mother Gorphat," she says.
"Well, I'm glad you can still be afraid," a voice says from the other side of the maw as soon as Penances dares to close her eyes."I do need my entertainments, after all."
Penance keeps her eyes closed. "The stretching below does hurt, Mother Gorphat ... but it is endurable," she claims, trying to not think that Gorphat finds this all amusing.
"I imagine the rest of the harness itches though," Gorphat says, and in saying it Penance does notice the itch again. "You bare skin dries out under that. When it gets puffy, it's push out the air.. and start to rot. Not all the way through of course.."
"Rot? Won't that cause me problems?" Penance has to ask, and her hand goes down in the squirming mass to rub at the now-reminded itch problems.
"The lack of air will keep it from getting infected, usually," Gorphat explains. "Your outer laying of skin is always dying and shedding. But when it can't shed.. well.."
"Well what?" Penance has to ask as her hand continues to rub. "It will get thicker and thicker? This will be removed before then, right?"
"Why would you want to remove it?" Gorphat asks. "It would be very painful to do so by that point."
"But being spread open ... won't I get infections and have lots of problems? I was warned to keep the area very clean, but I don't know if I can keep it clean enough," Penance admits, softly.
"You have acolytes for that," Gorphat points out. "And your rat. Eventually you'll probably wear proper vestments. But you don't want to leave bandages down there for too long, or else keep them very moist. The worm pool is good for cleaning as well."
"I am to have others clean me?" Penance ask, one ear splayed sideways. She thinks for a bit, then asks, "Are there other things I could do to myself down there that would make you prouder of me?"
"I'll be proud of you for taking on challenges of your own, yes," Gorphat notes. "That is the best way of earning my blessings, after all."
"What are some challenges available still to me?" Penance asks as she slowly relaxes more in her squirmy prison. Or giving into it. It's sort of the same here.
"I do understand the archives are barely a quarter way reorganized," Gorphat notes. "There will be plenty of options. You should see what calls to you. When I grant a blessing, it is of my choosing. The only options you will find are those you discover for yourself."
"I am honored by your blessings, and hope that I will earn more from you over time, Mother Gorphat," Penace claims reverently. Or sucks up in other to not make Gorphat mad!
"Do you feel you've proven yourself.. to yourself yet?" Gorphat asks, a bit wetly.
"No. Not until you embrace me the way you embrace the High Priestess," Penance claims. "I want to belong here, and live this life, not just serve, but serve in all things to you, and make you proud and loved by the people."
So Penance feels a rather damp hand on her cheek then. Well, also a bit sticky. And the smell makes one forget about worm-goo stench. There's also a sound that can best be described as.. maggoty. "As you should. You have been granted a new life, and it is right that you should strive to be worthy of it. You do belong to me, after all, Penance."
Penance actually arches her head to press her hand into that cheek ... without wincing, even! "I will keep trying until I succeed," Penance claims, quietly. "I do not remember my old life, but ... the odd flashes I get now and then make me wonder ... how horrible I may have been then. I would rather belong to you, Mother Gorphat, than be someone horrible." She's also making sure she holds her breath, or breathes through her mouth, to cope with the stench!
Something drops into her open mouth, briefly, before wiggling back out again.
Penance glurks? She opens her eyes ... and leaves her mouth open?
At first, the young Eeee thinks she's looking at a zombie. The green fur and exposed skin doesn't help the impression either, but mostly it's because there are chunks missing from the outstretched arm that the hand on her cheek is attached to. And there are maggots, squirming around the disturbingly large wounds. "Don't mind my friends," Gorphat says. "They clean out the dead flesh. Important to know when treating leprosy, my dear."
Penance tenses up, eyes widening. It takes her a moment to realize who she is looking at! "Mother Gorphat!" she squeaks in shock. "You ... I never thought I would actually see you," she admits, and reaches up to actually cup the hand upon her cheek, perhaps to prove that she's real and not a hallucination. "Are there those with leprosy I need to treat here, then?" she then asks, focusing on the idea of work, and not so much on the thought maybe Gorphat plans to give it to her!
"Yes, and you already are treating them," Gorphat notes. As if to punctuate the statement, Blarf gives a particularly large slurp of Penance-juice.
"Oooh, so this is what all this was for," Penance says, finally realizing at least ... something. "I don't produce as much as the High Priestess, I don't have enough ... er ... boobs. But, I was thinking that ... if I made my nipples more like teats it would be easier to milk me," she admits.
"So you don't mind the milking?" Gorphat asks. "I get the impression that Otto has more difficulty milking you than he does Yodhgorphat Scourge."
"Well, it makes me feel a bit like livestock, but no, I don't mind it so much. It can be a little painful, but nothing unendurable," Penance explains. "And yes, he does have problems getting things to, er, flow. We don't know why."
"Perhaps your idea will help the situation," Gorphat says, and releases Penance's cheek.. only to hold her arm up in such a way that she peek through one of the gaps in it at the girl. "Your clever rat may have found a means to that end, even."
"Crabs?" Penance clarifies, in case Gorphat meant Otto. Looking through Gorphat's arm, though, does make Penance twitch a little, and has to bite her lip a moment to keep from squealing out how gross that is."
"Well, I don't mean Otto," Gorphat says. "The big man is wonderfully obedient and willing to serve, but he is not curious or experimental."
"Otto is pushy, but he truly adores you in all things," Penance claims. "I will have to speak with Crabs more about it. And ... is there anything I can do for the Queen or the Hoshim? I find them terribly inscrutable and hard to help."
"They are very independent, my grand-children," Gorphat agrees. "But they are limited as a result. They need to be socialized more - at least, the newest generation. That was the purpose of having them brought to term by the acolytes, and staying with them."
Penance nods. "So, nothing I can do, then," she says, sounding a little disappointed by that. She shakes her head, then asks, "So ... is there anything You need from me? Anything the Temple needs that I should focus on next?"
"Oh, you can help to raise them, of course," Gorphat points out. "As for what the Temple needs.. have you asked those that work within it?"
"But, you are the Temple ... anyway, not in the past few days, no. I shall do so soon," Penance says as she bows her head a little.
"I am your goddess, Penance, but I cannot guide your every step," Gorphat claims. "We don't want puppets. That's far too much work, after all!" Gorphat's laugh is.. disturbing. Penance doesn't think she's ever heard a death-rattle before, but it can't be that different. "You must take more initiative. It is one thing to serve Me, quite another to serve others who come to the Temple."
"Yes, Mother Gorphat," Penance replies, keeping her head bowed.
There's a wet pat on the top of her head.. and then Penance gets the impression of being alone. Aside from Blarf anyway, who is such a large presence that he's effectively part of the background. The suction seems to be lessening, as she's been largely drained now.
And Penance sort of goes limp as the tension drains out of her body. If it weren't for the slime and squishing, this would actually be rather comfortable. And for a while, she didn't hurt, but Dagh, her crotch itches again and she can't satisfy it, not through that leather wrapping. "Otto and I are going to have a talk, though, about him just doing stuff to me," she mutters. The odd Eee then grabs one of the tendrils in here and just stuffs it in her mouth to suckle on, and pout.