Alptraum did not wake easily. It was like swimming towards the surface of a murky lake, since sleep had been so deep (as it sometimes is when he's spent time in the dagger). There is the usual moment of confusion about where he is, since the dim bedroom has as many Sylvanian affectations as it does Babelite, and the duvet is heavy and the mattress more like a giant pillow as well. Reed must have left already as well, which means Alptraum may have overslept.
Alptraum blughs and yawns widely, blinking slowly and blearily. "What a weird ... well, not-dream," he muses as he starts to push the cover off so that he can sit up to stretch.
Things begin to feel odd. The breasts are definitely bigger than when going to bed. Sitting up reveals a lower center of gravity as well. These aren't unexpected though. But something just feels.. off.
Alptraum huhs, and starts fondling his own chest some. "Well, they're not Mave-level, but..." he muses and ends up a bit distracted while he sort of plays with them and the barbells in them. Eventually, he shakes his head a bit and remembers feeling weird, so he feels down his sides to hips, figuring they're probably, well, broader and more-child-beary.
Things are definitely more "Rosy" than have been since Nicora became a Yodhgorphat. Feeling the curves and such also turn Alptraum on a bit: despite the form, he still feels male.
The guest room also has a dressing mirror, for what good it would do in the dark.
Alptraum says to himself, "Hello, hello, I am me?" mostly to test how he actually sounds. Then it's reaching between the legs to, well, feel to see if he still has male-bits or not. Given the state of everything else, even if he does, he kinda expects it be be, well, a lot smaller.
He sounds like Rosalind now, and feeling around finds things very changed. As far as he can tell, his body is completely female (although the orb might be a bit large). But there's still that odd sense of something missing.
Alptraum reaches behind him, er, herself with one hand for the tail. The other is, well, exploring the outside, then fingers in to see if things go deep as they do when female usually.
There's no sign of the tail! That's what missing.. and probably why he still feels male in mind if not in body. His fingers aren't bumping into anything unexpected, so physically that much is female. No telling what's going on at a deeper internal level though.
Alptraum echoes out the room to try and find a lamp to light so he/she can use the mirror! "Wow, this is both weird, and different," she mutters to herself, though not feeling that bad about it, really. Which is also odd.
There's an oil lamp next to the bed, and some sulfur matches next to it. It's even got a storm glass on the ceramic base.
So, Alptraum gets it lit! Before she gets distracted with playing with her body in impolite ways. She wants to see how weird she looks.
The lamp provides enough light for the mirror to work. It isn't one of the high end ones, but it works well enough if making things a bit dimmer looking and blurry beyond a few feet. Except for the white hair and silver eyes, Alptraum really does look Rose now (or original Nicora). Even the right hand and forearm look smoother and more feminine. It stirs odd desires to look at though.
Alptraum huhs. "I'm sexy," she giggles as she admires herself. Off goes the rest of the covers, and now that she has light and the mirror, uses it to get a good look at her body, from head to toe, for any weirdness.
Was her butt always that round, or is it just because there's no tail to break up the lines? Even her hair seems longer. There's a temptation to.. pose.
Alptraum ends up posing. Shy, cute, tongue out, then progressively to sexy and lewd/slutty, complete with legs spread and parts down there spread too (thanks to the handy rings at hand!)
It's really fun! Maybe Tulani would do it if Alptraum asked? Things are interrupted by the sound of a throat clearing somewhere behind Alptraum though.
Alptraum's ears shoot up. "What, what?!" she squeaks and ends up looking backwards.
There are spots in the dim light. The lamp provides just enough to mess with normal Eeee nightvision, but it's clearly Stone-Will standing in the doorway of the room, holding a tray with some items on it. The doors in this place must be very well oiled.
Alptraum grins. "Well, helllooooooo there," she sorta purrs at him and grins with lots of shiny teeth. "Is that for me?"
The Savanite enters further and sets the tray down on the sideboard. There's tea and something with blood. Hands freed, Stone-Will signs, "You look different."
Alptraum slips out of bed and saunters up to him and then press-rubs against him. "I am different. I can change, you know," she purrs while running a claw on his chest. "Like what you see?"
"It is a bit dark," the man signs, and then uses his hands to feel over Alptraum in lieu of opening a curtain.
Alptraum chirps in surprise, then leans up to nip him under his chin. "I have two holes you can use in this form. Well, three if you don't mind me not speaking," she comments lewdly.
The big cat rumbles something, and might be signing. It's with the hand cupping her mons though, and half the fingers are inside, so it's hard to decipher. He then uses that hand to lift the Eeee right off the ground though.
Alptraum mmpphs and bites around his neck to sort of hold on, but not so tight as to break skin at least. She also has to wrap her arms around him to hand on!
It is an odd way to carry someone, but it isn't far to the bed. Because of the bit and other grip on him, Stone-Will can't just drop Alptraum onto it, but has lower himself down as well, which is a bit awkward at first. He feels pretty heavy, with half of his weight on the bat for a few moments.
Alptraum ends up letting go when she's over the bed and being lowered, both arms and jaws. "Well now," she rumbles, "I see you're going to take advantage of the situation. She then licks his nose.
The cat licks back, with his rough tongue. His fingers are still talking to Alptraum down below, and he uses his mouth up above. He actually kisses the Eeee before nibbling her neck (his jaws open a lot wider than Alptraum's.. he could probably encircle her entire neck with them if he wanted).
Alptraum's hips soon start rolling in time with the cat's fingers. It feels ... well, really nice. Soon she's dragging her claws all along his back, and bunting her nose to his muzzle until he brings it up enough that she can kiss him. Deeply.
Stone-Will bites Alptraum's tongue a bit during the kiss (since 'deep' for an Eeee tends to involve part of the throat). He jockeys for position, using his hand to maneuver the Eeee's hips a bit to help. The fingers are slow to release their grip.
Alptraum shifts, following the lead and guide of those hands, though those hips keep rolling and inner muscles start to try and hold onto them. She does at least quit kissing so deeply!
Stone-Will breaks away from the kiss.. in order to bite down on Alptraum's shoulder. His robes open, and then he's replaced his fingers with something else. He seems a lot bigger than Alptraum remembers, but this form is a bit smaller. Now that his hands are free, he starts talking with them again.. to the Eeee's breasts this time, so it still isn't clear what he's saying. And Silent-Sign usually doesn't involve pinching and twisting.
Alptraum is soon moaning, in Rose's voice. Which sounds really weird to her, but given how things feel, she isn't minding so much. She's pushing back to his rolling-thrust, and clenching around what feels rather, ah, large. The chest playing changes up her moans, sometimes hisses, sometimes squeaks.
Soon Stone-Will has moved from rolling to plunging, and the feline barbs are a bit more noticeable. He's also purring loudly, which feels nice when his chest chest is pressed to her and his hands move to holding onto her arms.
Alptraum is pinned, and feeling the tingle-scrape inside. This makes her moan more and push up, and the holding of her arms, well, she holds her own way, with inner clenching. "Don't you dare stop," she hisses out at one point between clenched teeth. "And don't be gentle."
There's an arched eyebrow in response. So the cheetah goes a bit harder, then keeps going further to see how much the Eeee can take.
"Yeaaaaah," Alptraum moans out as things his a good mix of pleasure and pain, and she's following his movement in time, including when she clenches down. "That's the spot. Right theeeeeere."
So Stone-Will doubles-down on that rhythm, and sits up a bit while forcing Alptraum's back to arch (by keeping her arms pinned). This changes the angle a bit, and constrains some of the Eeee's hip motility.
Alptraum is crooning as she arches her hips. She couldn't stop him right now, even if she wanted to, and she really doesn't want to. It feels amazing! There's little bursts and waves that makes her see stars, and causes her to involuntarily clench down here and there.
Stone-Will still has the ability to reach other areas. So the raspy tongue is soon scraping over Alptraum's nipples, and his tail is being used to tickle her armpits.
Alptraum acks! "Hey!" she complains in fits and giggles. "Keep that up and I won't let you use the other hole, or holes," she teases between her wheezes.
The cheetah doesn't relent.. although he changes target. While continuing to lick the exposed nipples, his tail moves from armpits to wing-pits.
Alptraum hmfs and whines, and giggles! And worse, she actually goes right over the edge while he's doing that into seeing stars an feeling waves of intense pleasure and delight. She can't really complain at the moment, or say much coherent. There's lots of moaning.
At the peak of this, Stone-Will stops. Taking advantage of the bat's momentary overload, he flips her onto her belly and does take the second hold. And he's a lot more energetic in this position, since there's some cushioning to absorb the impacts.
Alptraum yarps! If he felt big on one side, he feels huge on the other! There's a lot of uncomfortable stretching for a bit until things loosen up. Then she's right back to moaning, and still having bursts of pleasure that makes her cry out and her toes curl.
There's also a lot more biting, specifically at the back of the neck where a feline would have a scruff. Eeee have some looseness as well, but only so it doesn't get over-strained by wing-flapping.
Alptraum arches her neck right up into that bite. This makes her sort of rumble-growl; she apparently likes it! "Don't you dare stop, and you better fill me," she moan-growls.
Stone-Will can't reply directly, but does speed up his rhythm a bit more once things loosen up. And moves on to biting ears.
Alptraum is moaning agin. Why does it feel good? Why does she enjoy this so much? When did she becomes such a wanton whore? These thoughts cross her mind, then she thinks 'screw it' and throws herself into the moment as she clenches down the other side to really give him some pressure!
There's still that odd barrier between mind and body, so it isn't clear which is the one really encouraging things. Alptraum (as Dar) has been with Stone-Will before, after all. It really doesn't seem like an issue at the moment though. And then the cheetah reaches down with one hand to have a conversation with the original port of entry while still - to all appearances - trying to compress Alptraum's spine. He's certainly treating her like a man in that regard.
It doesn't take much before she's climaxing again, and making the savanite's hand wet! Her sounds are incoherent chirps, hisses, and moans of pleasure. Everything feels all warm, fuzzy, and amazing! All at once. Her rump is roll-grinding back against him to really try to give him a good ride too!
And of course the cat teases. Stopping suddenly, and doing something unexpected with his fingers while licking the inside of her ear in the wrong direction. And for a few moments, he doesn't move at all and lets Alptraum grind against him instead. And he still hasn't filled her!
Alptraum growls actually, and lifts her rump to grind back against him and clench tight. "Keep this up," she teases back, "And I may claim you for my personal butler, cat." She's day more, but she ends up moaning.
So Stone-Will.. butles.. a bit harder after pulling Alptraum's hips up higher so he has better leverage. This also puts the bat at a slight disadvantage, until she finds a better way to place her knees..
Alptraum struggles to try and reposition her knees, pulling them a bit under herself so she gets a sort of scissor-thrust now back against him. "Nice try," she growls, "But you're my pleasure toy..."
In response, the cheetah re-angles his hips so that he's thrusting slightly upward to make Alptraum bounce up and down more, so her knees aren't as effective. He really does like to challenge authority it seems.
Alptraum growls! She uses her legs and feet to try and pull him down so she regains control of the situation. "You're brave to taunt me," she teases.
The cat can't do much when Eeee feet have strong grips.. so he tries turning the bat onto her side instead, to force her to give up the grip with at least one of the legs.
Alptraum grumble-growls, but allows herself to be pushed over onto her side with a small 'oof!'. "What, you want me in a collar, and to be your plaything, is that it?" she teases.
In answer, Stone-Will hugs the vertical leg against his chest.. and licks its palm as he ramps up his manipulations and thrusting a bit more. He apparently go a lot faster in this position.
Alptraum laughs at the foot lick. "You are so odd," she giggles. She can't do much in this position, so she reaches down and starts playing with herself using her fingers and palm against her own nub. Soon she's right back to sort of gasp-moaning!
Stone-Will tries to interfere with the self stimulation by.. switching holes. Randomly! He uses Alptraum's leg as a lever to help with this. It also frees up his other hand to grope other parts of the bat with.
Alptraum growls! And just stops. "Fine, be that way!" she grumbles and quits doing, well, anything!
This prompts the cat to try tickling her with his (somewhat damp) fingers! He seems to be having a lot of fun!
Alptraum tries to look all sulky and pouty when he tickles! Mostly. She ends up giggling every so often anyway.
The cat rolls her half-way over again onto her back, switches to the primary hole, and lays out atop her. He just purrs for a bit, and grooms her face fur before starting a slow roll. After all the pounding, it's a bit of a shock.
Alptraum keeps up trying to look all pouty and grumpy even through that for a bit. Eventually, though, she ends up kissing and licking him back, and her hips even resume rolling slowly, with rippling clench-grips along him from the outer inward.
Stone-Will isn't in any hurry now, purring and licking and nuzzling. He probably isn't teasing Alptraum at this point. It also means he can sign again. "Do you want me to draw you a bath after this?" he signs. "Or just give you a tongue bath?"
Alptraum considers this, then smirks. "A tongue bath," she requests. "And you can do this to me any time," she adds as she sort of purrs herself. "Even if I'm a guy."
"You aren't a guy now?" Stone-Will signs, before nuzzling down to playfully bite a nipple.
Alptraum blinks. "Well, I don't have a thingie, so ... no?" she signs, looking a little confused. The nipple bite makes her squeak. Then she wonders and pets his neck. "Nurse?" she asks, curious if she'll, er, get milky.
Stone-Will tries, although it involves a lot of tonguing. But he keeps at it until the milk starts flowing. He plays with the other nipple with his thumb and forefinger, and does start pumping a bit deeper.
Alptraum whimpers a little, then sort of purrs again when things, well, flow. It feels so nice to be nursed on; probably one of her favorite things when she's well, a she. The bar playing with the other finger only makes it worse, too. She's soon petting the back of his neck and rolling her hips firmly with hers, and clenching down to feel the barbs drag and tug. That makes her hiss a little.
The cat switches breasts, and starts bucking a bit more now. He must really like milk!
Alptraum hooks her legs around his for more leverage and easier pace-matching! She's also eyes-closed, tongue-lolling, sort of moaning.
There's a bit more biting as Stone-Will nears his popping point. Then with a rapid flurry of bucks he releases finally with a .. chirp.
Alptraum presses her hips close and pulls with her legs when she finally feels him go. She actually moans out and shivers when this happens; as she has another mini-burst herself. Then she dips her head down and lick-nips his neck. "Thank you," she murmurs.
"The tea is cold and soup clotted," Stone-Will signs apologetically.
"Oh, that's easy to solve," Alptraum coos, and smiiiiles. Her jaws part and she chops down on the point where his neck and shoulder meet, and now it's her turn to suckle.
There's another chirp, and an involuntary hip-thrust. Followed by more, the longer Alptraum suckles.
Alptraum keeps on suckling until she's sated any early morning hunger and thirst, then her jaws release and she licks over the small puncture wounds. "You're yummy," she teases.
The big cheetah chirps again in.. agreement? Complaint? He licks her nose too.
Alptraum wiggles her nose, then lightly kisses him right on the lips. "I suppose I should get up soon," she admits. She furrows her brow too, and frowns, adding, "And try to return to being a guy."
"Try?" the cat signs.. and starts to disengage so Alptraum can get up.
Alptraum nods. "Try. But before I do, I need to talk to Kaira, she wanted to know if anything weird happened," she admits. Once the savanite is actually off her, she sits up, then taps her wrist a little. "Hey, Kaira, you wanted to know if anything weird happened after that shift. Well, i left myself alone and I sorta, turned into a girl."
"Sorta?" comes the reply from odd gem on Alptraum's right wrist. "What does that mean?"
"Well, I still feel like a guy, but my body is completely female," Alptraum explains and shrugs. "It's nothing horrible, just weird."
"That does seem odd," Kaira notes. "Are you sure there isn't something wrong? Or is it actually normal for a Babelite?"
"I don't think it's normal. Can you see if there's anything wrong? Or how would I even tell?" Alptraum asks.
"Can you just move your right hand around your body?" Kaira asks, while Stone-Will tidies up.
Alptraum does so, since it means she gets to feel herself up again. "I'm not talking to myself," she tells Stone-Will, just in case.
"Who are you talking to?" Kaira asks. "I don't see anything odd. Is this the body Melusine gave you?"
"It is, minus the tail," Alptraum explains, "And the color is more my colors. As for who, a savanite named Stone-Will. He's a butler."
"You have a butler?" Kaira asks. "That tail was creepy, what was the purpose of it?"
"To house my 'maleness' I think?" Alptraum admits. "And no, i do not, the person whom with I am staying does."
"The maleness go into the tail then? Melusine is weird," Kaira comments. "But if you don't have the tail, then you probably just don't have anywhere for it to go, so you get stuck with it. Is it a problem?"
"I don't think it's a problem, it just makes me feel a little off. Nothing horrible, though," Alptraum admits. "As long as I can still change, this being, well, default is okay."
"Next time change the old way then so you don't have reversion issues," Kaira suggests. "But you could try to focus just on parts. Swapping out different hands and feet, for instance."
"I'll try that where I don't freak anyone out," Alptraum promises. "Thank you for double-checking."
"I haven't had to check when you change via the cocoon anymore, you've got that one down pat," Kaira notes. "But you should still practice the on-the-fly method when you can."
Stone_Will watches the conversation between Alptraum and the tiny ghost dragon with interest. "The talking creen lives in your hand?" he signs where Alptraum can see.
"Yes, it makes having private time a bit awkward," Alptraum claims and even shrugs a little. "But she's a pervert, so I suppose enjoys it..."
"What?" Kaira squeaks. "Who are you talking to?"
"Oh, a pushy spotty who likes to try and conquer me," Alptraum claims.
"Do you have a 'spotty' form? If not, you could grab his," Kaira suggests.
"I do have one, of course," Alptraum says. "Fun, but not used too often."
"Well, you could always use that one and push back," Kaira suggests. "Any word yet on those crazy mages?"
"Not yet, though plans are in place to deal with them," Alptraum claims and extends her feet; which then grab Stone-Will's unmentionables and starts to fondle and stroke.
"So you have a plan? That's good! I can't afford to have you mind controlled or fused with a cabbage or turned into spare parts," Kaira says. "If you let them do anything weird to you I'll be very upset! Where are you anyway? This is a nice room."
Stone_Will counters with his tail, trying to tickle Alptraum.
Alptraum's feet work more, trying to distract the cat and make him pant! "You only say that because you're stuck with me," she claims to Kaira. "I'm in That's home right now."
"Oh, he's probably at work then. Isn't that one of the places you think they'll be striking though, because of the thingy?" Kaira asks.
"You can be a Savanite?" Stone_Will signs, squirming a bit. "What else can you be?"
"Almost everything," Alptraum tells Stone-Will, teasing, "Why? You have a favorite, do you?" To Kaira, she continues, "Yes, it's one of the possible locations, yes. Though I do think it's mostly the tower that's their concern."
"If they only have the one chance, I'd wager they were going after everything they could," Kaira says.
"Is your Savanite cute?" Stone_Will asks.
"Both are," Alptraum claims, "You should already know." She sticks out her tongue, then goes back to address Kaira, "True, but this place would be a lot harder to attack!"
"It's magic proof then?" the dragon asks. "I remember the vault. But there's another one somewhere with all their junk in it isn't there? That presumably already has a lot of magical defenses then. Still, should be enough to let you focus on the Tower."
"They don't keep anything special here to my knowledge," Alptraum claims and even shrugs a bit, while amazingly managing to actually stroke Stone-Will with her feet at the same time! "And yes, it does have a lot of magical wards and defenses anyway."
"Well, if you need help don't wait to call on me," Kaira says. "Dragons can be useful, if expensive, you know."
"And what would I even pay you with?!" Alptraum asks.
"Energy," Kaira points out. "Expensive energy wise. You've topped off recently haven't you?"
"I should do so again," Alptraum admits, "It's been a while, but it costs me less to shift now, so I've probably been pushing it."
"You don't want to be running low and have to eat someone at the last minute," Kaira agrees. "Unless you want to eat the Savanite?"
"Oh, I want to eat him, but not like that," Alptraum claims, then licks her lips and eyes Stone-Will.
The Savanite in question is bent double to try and bite Alptraum's toes.
"I wonder if Mirasol could recharge you," Kaira muses. "Will have to test that sometime. You could probably use your Inala blessing to charge someone up, then take the energy back. Stealing from Inala, technically, but I'm all for stealing from gods."
"That would make her mad, though, and she'd punish me somehow," Alptraum claims, and grumps. She also clenches her claw-feet tight to get him to stop biting!
This causes a chirp, and cessation of biting at least.
Alptraum pets Sotne-Will's head. "Good kitty," she teases.
"You could ask her nicely?" Kaira suggests. "She likes you after all."
"She'll still want something in payment. I could ask, though, I suppose. I'd need to go back to the Mount and do it there, though. Or find Rugharo and use him to help contact her," Alptraum admits.
"You can actually contact the Kindly Ones through their demons?" Kaira asks. "I suppose that's convenient."
"It's more just being near a place of their power that helps. Their demons tend to be around those," Alptraum points ot.
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"Well, luckily you are my place of power, so I'm far more useful than some goddess," Kaira claims proudly.
"Yes. I'm sure that's correct," Alptraum says and tries to sound sincere; or at least not laugh. "You really think I should try to ask Inala for that favor?"
"Think of it as an experiment," Kaira says. "Her power should be similar to the Light's after all, if she really does have a relationship to Rinala."
"So would Sunala's and Gorphat's too," Alptraum points out, "But ... okay. That does mean returning to her temple though, as a sacrifice. Whee..."
"You should try Sunala and Gorphat too then, it just seemed like Inala would be.. safer," Kaira notes. "And you can charge up normally in the same place if you need to."
"Inala would be safer; though Sunala probably is too. Gorphat, not so much," Alptraum admits. "All right, I'll try it out when I can."
"Maybe it'll give those girls a stake in protecting this place like they're supposed to," Kaira notes. "Need anything else? Have you been feeling tired or anything from the changes?"
"No, not .... really? Other than feeling a little weird about this body feeling natural to me," Alptraum admits, "And kinda wanting to stay in it."
"So starting to feel female then, even without the tail?" Kaira asks.
"Mmm, hard to say. Though as Eeee, we're odd in that respect anyway," Alptraum admits and shrugs. "I should probably change back when I can to be safe."
"Alright then," Kaira says and salutes. "Don't do anything you wouldn't do," she adds before winking out.
Alptraum tries to tackle Stone-Will now that Kaira's gone!
Stone-Will 'lets' the lighter Eeee tackle him! "Can I see your spots?" he signs while grinning.
"Male or female?" Alptraum purrs and leans down to lick his nose.
Stone-Will purrs as he ponders. "Can the female get pregnant?" he signs.
"I don't think so," Alptraum says after some thought, "But who knows with how weird things have been."
"Well, a little risk could be fun," Stone-Will signs and winks.
"True, it is," Alptraum sorta purrs and leans down to lick, then sort of niggle-kiss his spotted muzzle. And that's when it gets weird, since her body gets all sorts of squirmy in unnatural ways as things pull in, realign, and go tawny. At least since gender remains as it is, it doesn't get too freaky. Well, outside of a slender bat muzzle becoming a stubby savanite one, and the raspy tongue licks his nose.
Once completed, Stone-Will pins the newly-minted Savanite down on the mattress, growls into her throat.. and proves that even being 'rough' before was actually taking it easy on the Eeee...
There's a lot of growling that ensues, and things grow only wilder and more feral as the pair, well, make use of the physical compatibility. One thing Alptraum wonders now and feels a /little/ weird about is that it seems Stone-Will may very well be her/his boyfriend now when it comes to the spots. And knowing she can be anything for fun ... expects requests in the future. Oh my...
The trip to the mountain is best done on Eeee wings, and thus does so. Then it's a walk along the paths and trhough the graveyard as female Alptraum. Once she reaches the cave, though, she stops and drops down to her hands and knees. And it's shifting again; live. So, she feels all of it. Things ripple and spread; jaws lengthen and bones creak and crack. Wings draw in; all of her does; as she reduces in overall size, but her hips spread and rump plumps into a nice ol' breeder rat. Then the spine extension, the growth of the tail; it's like her neck is escaping through her butt. When it's all over, she's sort of crazy-dizzy and sits back on her heels. "Oy, I hear there is some terrible monster livin' 'ere," Nikky the Tail calls out. She puts the back of her hand to her forehead and siiiighs. "I wuz sent as a sacrifice to for de honor of seeing Inala!"
There's a shuffling noise from within the cave, then the massive head of Rhugaro pokes out, nostrils flaring. He snuffles Nikky, reminding her just how much bigger he is.
"Oy, no inhalin' me in yer snozz!" Nikky claims as she pushes at his huge snoot!
This causes the wide tongue to appear and slurp her from chest to face. "Rrrrr, know you," the demon rumbles, coming further out into the graveyard.
Nikky blehs! and pushes at that tongue. "Yah sure do. We've spent time seeing if you kin breed me," she cackles.
Rhugaro grunts, and picks up Nikky in his mouth to carry her over to one of the sarcophogi. His saliva always feels sticky for some reason. Then he plops the rat down on top licks her back and then uses that to stick her down to the stone.
"Wha' wit de sticky slimin?" Nikky complains and flails in his jaws as she carries her over and plops her right down with a sticky splat. Nevermind she's having a blast, it just seems appropriate to fight some; demons like conquest ... or something. Or maybe she's just nuts.
Once she's down, the rhugrat-demon keeps licking her front. At least he's not likely to eat her. "Salty.." he comments.
Nikky wiggles and giggles; which makes her impressive ratty girl bits jiggle! "Eehehehehheeh!" she croons!
The jiggling does get Rhugaro's attention.. and he literally snorts Nikky's nipples up into his nostrils. Which at least aren't sticky. This is followed by a bit of gentle lipping to get the milk flowing - proof that the blessing is working!
This of course only makes the rat giggle and cackle more in her ever-so-demented tone! And nursing, when things flow she squeals even more! Often she feels bad when she engages in such acts, but when Nikky is in full-form, she revels in it. The rat's a natural-born sort of whore. Or well, unnatural-born anyway.
Igorina had been a bit wild, and some of that must have transferred over into the form. But then Rhugaro mounts her (a first for this position, since he's usually got her on all fours) and she's reminded that blessing or no, something the size of one of her own legs is being squeezed into her.
Nikky arches as much as she can and absolutely croons! "Oh yeah, put it all in, baby!" she cackles as things try, and try to accommodate, which even with a blessing is going to push things to their limits!
Rhugaro does not hold back once he's got started. Helpfully, his big paws press down on Nikky's shoulders to keep her back from being scraped off against the stone, but he really puts his back into it otherwise. Anyone watching would probably have nightmares, but the Yodhinala Cemetery isn't normally visited (except by lonely barsunala maybe, hoping to meet someone friendly).
The cackling that ensues with this that surges at regular intervals in time with the beast's movements probably only add to what could be nightmare fuel! Her tail is even arching up and whipping Rugharo on his butt! "Keep it goin'!" she manages out as she's working what she can internally and externally.
It's not like she has a lot of freedom of movement, aside from her feet. The wideness of Rhugaro keeps her legs spread already, but his wooly coat is easily grabbed with prehensile toes. And often as not, her tail managed to whip the demon not on the butt so much as on his balls (which are hard to miss in any case). The strikes do make him thrust faster though.
"Bwahahahahaha!" cries the rat! At some point she's even evil and wraps her tail around those large hangy-things and pullllllls! Such an evil, crazy, rat!
That elicits.. it's not a bleat, or the sort of noise a ram usually makes. It's more grunty, but just loud enough to be heard over the other noises of the activity. Depending on how tight the squeeze, Nikky was able to control the monsters rhythm to a degree.
And that becomes a game to the rat, and she uses it to move a bit, or adjust his 'aim', or depth. He's now her pleasure toy! Mwahahahahaha! Even thinking that makes her her ave all sorts of burst-y mini-orgasms.
It's about as much control as she might have if she were on top (although that position would carry the risk of being 'launched' into the air at the end). This way she only had to worry about the eventual all over and inside stickiness. Which was already starting. Rhugaro wasn't bursting all at once, but more in a drawn out stream that involved his deepest plunges yet.
And the rat is already sticky from the licking, so it's not like she cares about being more sticky. No, she's mostly just cackling like a loon and going to town as much as she can. At this rate, she'll eventually pass out, or just fall asleep on her own. When she does feel the pulsing, she whoos! "Yeh! givvit all to me, you pot-bellied stallion!"
"Ram," Rhugaro corrects, and then demonstrations, causing the lid of the sarcophagus to grate a bit from the effort. It's enough to make it difficult for Nikky to take in a full breath, given the weight atop her. But that makes things just a bit more intense at least, right up until she does pass out. There's a sense of floating, and white light light, and.. warm water and flowery soap? She's definitely in a bath of some kind.
"Whee! Dat wuz de fun!" Nikky blurts out in the bath as she floats in the floral fun. "I almost feel satisfied! I sure feel empty," she giggles even more. No sense of propriety with this one, or manners, or any sort of decorum.
"Welcome back, mom," two voices say in unison, as the Sacred Rats begin to help wash Nikky down. And also nurse from her.
Nikky d'awws and pets their heads. "Ah, hi dere kiddos! Y'been good for Mommy? Or ya been like Mommy an all sorsta kinky?" she giggles as she relaxes.
"They keep the place lively," coos the silken voice of Inala, who appears and steps into the other end of the bath. "It's good to see you again, Nicorina."
Nikky flicks her tail up to wave. She keeps on petting the twins as they nurse. "'Ello dere, sorta-mom," she croons and grins with all her ratty teeth. "Howsya?"
"Oh, I survive," Inala claims as she settles in, and reaches a foot over between Nikky's legs to give her a brief but intense orgasm. "I have my little family.. but it could always be a bit bigger."
Nikky shivers and moans! When she recovers, she asks, "Oh, y'want me to have more kids?" she inquires between deep breaths.
"Well, since you're offering," Inala says, and smiles. "Isn't it a shame that I don't have any bunnies?"
Nikky snickers. "Well, dey do seem to be the kind that could embody you well," the rat concedes. "So, ya want me t' be your broodbun, is it?" she asks.
"Well, you do run into bucks here in Babel," Inala points out. "Of the two, which is your favorite?"
Nikky mmms. "Well, I do kinda like bein' preggers," the rat admits. "So I'd be yer broodbun, if I get to pick," she admits.
"Or you could use both of the bucks if you want," Inala offers, pleased that Nikky has been so agreeable. Although somewhere in the back of the rats mind she wonders if she wasn't supposed to ask for something first.
"Two bucks, or more, hmm?" Nikky inquires and rubs her chin. "Dat be lotsa work, and dey might git clingy," she claims. "So ... in order to deal wit all dat, kin I use some of the energy from our worship of you t' fuel my needs. Not all of course! Jus' some, so I can be ... prolific." She smiles ever so innocently.
"Ah, you wish a bit of my divinity, hmm?" Inala asks, leaning forward. "Just for this? To give me children always involves some of my essence in order to create them."
"Oh, it could help me in other ways too," Nikky concedes, "When I need to recharge the magic I use to shift and protect Babel, havin' another option for producin' some might help, no? It would be for the good of Babel, too."
"And you wouldn't be dependant on the Light, hmm?" Inala notes, but still smiles. "Am I the first you've asked? Not Sunala or Gorphat?"
"Not as dependant, no," Nikky admits. "And yes, you are de first. Yer de most approachable, after all."
"Of course I am," Inala says. "It is hard for you to actually ask anything of Sunala, isn't it? Because she seems as a child at the moment."
"It is ... not hard because of that. I just do not wish to weigh on her," Nikky admits. "Or upset her."
"She bears the most weight of us all, managing the Sea," Inala says. "I only deal with the beginning.. and continuation.. of life. I plant the seeds, but Sunala must reap the crop that grows. Seeds are so much easier. And between the start and the end, there is Gorphat, although her burden is the lightest, as it involves the burdens given to the living themselves."
"Mm, I 'suppose dat be true. Nev er thought of it like dat," Nikky admits and stretches out one foot, then wiggles her toes. "You also corrupt me," she teases and grins, "It wuz because of you I learned t' like bein' a girl, and now spend most of my time as one."
"Because of me?" Inala asks, fingers brushing over her heart. "You just learned to like being both, I think. So few get to experience that. Many don't even know why the don't enjoy being themselves. You have the freedom to enjoy your forms that others don't though. The girls you lusted after as a boy would probably like the freedom you have. Or maybe they look at the boys with envy."
"Mmm, true. I do git to experience everything and more," Nikky cackles again and grins. "Sooooo many options and t'ings to do ... er, explore," she quips. "So ... you gonna allow me some of yer energy in trade for more kids?"
"Of course, my child," Inala promises. "You need only ask. Do want it now?" She's got one of her Inala smiles. It's cuter and scarier than any dragon's smile, certainly.
"Oh, of course. I always want you, my adopted Mother," Nikky crooons and licks over her lips slowly. Then she leans up and forward and licks over Inala's lips too.
Inala pulls Nikky into her lap (the two Temple Rats disengaging first), and offers up a breast. "You'll need some of my milk," she instructs.
Nikky nips Inala under her chin, then liiiiiicks downward. Her snoot circles in, dragging her tongue as she slowly approaches one of Inala's nipple. That tongue coils around, lips close, and she starts suckling.
The cream that flows bypasses mere taste and goes straight to the brain. It's like a drug, but the high is a lot more visceral. And Nikky does feel more powerful the more she drinks.
Alptraum's pelt ripples and puffs up, even while wet! She pushes her snoot in harder, and makes an animalistic 'mmm' as she greedily goes for more!
Oops, Nikky.
It's so soft and comfy! Nikky feels like she's sinking in, or being enveloped by Inala's.. well, she does have a maternal nature of course, but that's not the nature Nikky is really feeling at the moment. The tingle-all-over sense doesn't harken back to childhood, certainly!
And the more she feels, the more she has the urge to nurse! And does. She falls into this softness willingly and welcomingly. Such lovely tingles! Wheee!
She starts to feel a bit.. melty. Is she turning into milk? Or is the softness surrounding her just seeping inside as well?
Nikky should probably be worried, but isn't. It's just soooooooo soft and squishy in here. Lovely. Mmmmmmm.
Now it's starting to feel motherly. Or rather, daughterly. Everything is warm and wet (from the bath?) and safe. She doesn't even have to suckle anymore to get the energy! Right up until there's light again, and a sense of constriction.. and the bath water. But also blood? And other things aren't right. Like being picked up and cradled like a little baby. Inala is huge! Everything is huge! Or else.. the realization hits that Nikky is just really small, and her limbs are all wobbly and her head feels big. Like she's a baby! A baby Skreek!
"Bluh?" goes the Baby skreek? This is confusing! And she tries to say as much, but it just comes out as baby gibbrish, and drooly. Ack, no teeth this young either! What happened? What is happening?
And there are fingers tickling her tummy now. "Ooo, who's a widdle watty-snookums?" Inala coos. "Drink up, so you grow big and pretty."
Nikky eeess, and giggles, and squirms! And is soon right back to nursing; not really thinking about what doom this may have wrought.
It's very calming again, and seems to wash away any disturbing thoughts. At least until Nikky feels all grown up again. Although maybe a bit plumper than before.
Nikky rubs her face. "Whahappen?" the skreek asks, then starts checking herself over; she feels weird now.
"I just made it so you can more easily access my power," Inala claims. "And made you less skinny too. That's fine on an Eeee but Skreeks shouldn't be too lean."
Nikky also checks to see if she's blonde, just because. "Dat all you did?" she presses, nose twitching.
Well, she's not blonde, but her hair is longer. A lot longer, she could get away with a pony-tail now. How many long-haired Skreeks are there, after all?
Nikky, eeheheheh, she could also braid now! Whoo! She rubs herself against Inala, and jiggles all over!
"Now you look more like a mother," Inala says proudly. "For my bunnies, you're going with the nice looking one and not that monster of Gorphat's, I hope."
"I will use a nice looking one, yes," Nikky agrees. "Unless you want to tweak Gorphat by me using that one instea'?" she teases and grins.
"I want pretty bunnies," Inala points out. "Now, I've charged you up with plenty of divine power. I expect you to use some of that for my bunnies, but with the rest you'd better kick ass and make me proud."
Nikky giggles and puts her hand over her heart. "I'll make you proud, you kin truuuuust meeeeeeeeeeeee!" she cackles. "I've learned everything of how to be from yoooooooooooooou."
"Well, hopefully not everything, as expect you to surprise me," Inala claims. "Is there anything else you want from me?" she asks, leaning forward to kiss Nikky on the forehead.
"Nah..... I be good. Well, mostly good," Nikky claims, all goofy-drunk-sort-of-smiles. "Thankeeeeeeee for all de help an seein' me! An it was nice to see the loinrattos again, too!"
"Well, in that case.. back you go!" Inala says, taps Nikky on the forehead where she just kissed her. And then the rat blinks up at the sky, still lying on the sarcophagus from before. But she still feels energized, and bathed.
Nikky raises one fist to the sky. "Whoooooooooooooo! An epic boink! Not just epic, but Godly! Wheeeee!" she cackles like mad. She tries to sit up, then promptly rolls off and onto her face. Splat.
There's no sign of Rhugaro, but there's a confused looking Eeee man at the edge of the cemetery. He's got a flock of rhugrats.
Nikky lifts one hand and waaaaaves! to the Eeeee. "Hey! Mind if I borrow a few for some fun?" she asks and makes a suggestive brow waggle at the Eeee. "Rams, o'course!" she cackles in addition. Perhaps this will be the day a story begins with either 'I ran into this ghost rat that tried to hump my flock!' Or ... 'I ran into a ghost rat that did hump my flock!'. Either way, one of the more seedy 'newsletters' in Babel is going to have an entertaining column soon. And thus, 'Belfry Babes' was trust into the limelight...