Waking up is always an ordeal for Penance. She still hurts from her visit to the Doctor, her nipples itch and lower abdomen burns. Her head pounds as well. The creepers have been dumping toxins into her out of hunger, but the side effects of that are just becoming apparent: she can barely see or hear. At first she wonders if her head has been wrapped in thick gauze or not, but she can't know for certain until the Horribs finish chewing away the resin that glues her into her alcove.
"Hello?" she calls out, trying to tell is she can hear or not. Of course that will also vibrate inside her head, so doesn't probably tell much. She's also blinking a lot to try and clear her vision if she can. She also tests to see if she can move her limbs.
As the Horribs work she can move her limbs at least. Eventually there's a blurry blob making low noises in front of her.
Penance reaches up to feel her race to see if it's cleared of her cocoon goo. "I think one of you needs to go get one of the boys, I'm ... needing," she whimpers.
It feels cleared of glue, but also a little off. It's not numb, but the sense of touch coming from her fingers doesn't feel quite in sync with the sense of touch coming from her face, like there's a delay. It makes her ears feel 'thick' as well, but there doesn't seem to be anything obstructing them.
The blur makes muffled sounds. Probably replying to her. Eventually it goes quite and just tries to take her hand.
"Crabs!" she tries yelling. "The creepers need to feed, like, now! I need someone to ..." she starts to say, then goes quiet when something takes her hand! That's ... new? It wasn't one of the horribs? "You'll have to guide me, I can't hear or see," she says.
There some maneuvering until Penance feels something mostly furry press against her, and her hands are placed over someone's shoulders. It's probably Crabs from the height, and his back is to her. He tries to guide her forward like that, holding onto her wrists. At least if she trips she'll just hit Skreek and not floor.
"All right, I'm trusting you," Penance says and pats his chest some and then focuses on feeling him and him move so that she can step in time with him and hopefully not fall. She also has horrible thoughts that the horribs laid larvae in her eyes or something while she slept.
It's not a short walk. He's certainly taken her farther than the dormitories, and may be heading towards the Library.
"Where are we going?" she asks in some sort of vain hope she could hear a reply! She's, well, scared, she hasn't felt this messed and helpless in a while, or if it will ever recover! She might have to learn how to just live this way.
Apparently with his head turned away from her, he's even harder to hear. He does stop though, and carefully turn to the right. Which should be the Library! This is confirmed when Penance's feet touch the smoother stone floor.
"Library!" she announces, happy to know she can at least tell some things with her messed up senses. "Thank you for helping," she says as she continues to hold on; though she's not sure why she was brought here.
She's brought to one of the tables, and Crabs puts her hands on it and says something, then pats her hands. Maybe telling her to wait there? He certainly moves off quickly after he does that.
"Okay, I'll uh, wait here?" Penance replies, probably with a very blank expression on her face and a wonky stare. She does sort of lean over and shuffle her legs apart, just in case, well, someone will uh, tend to her. It's not like she enjoys it usually anyway; it's mostly just messy and oozy now.
Not moving really does emphasize the pain. Although eventually she feet start to tickle. This is usually a sign that her 'train' of Garter worshipers has caught up to her. Then they flee just as suddenly, as if shooed away, and Crabs is back. He says something, possibly, and takes one of Penance's hands. Then there are some sharp pains to her fingertips and the base of her claws!
"Ow!" Penance squeaks out, "What was that? What did you do?" she whines and tries to pull her hands back!
Whatever it was, it itches, especially around her claws. And the fingertips feel wet, so was she actually cut? So for it's only been done to her left hand though.
Penance brings that hand up and licks it to taste them. She has no idea what happened. She also feels to see if she still has claws.
Crabs is saying something, probably to not lick her hands. The finger tips taste incredibly bitter, and it isn't blood. She does still have claws, but the bases feel swollen and irritated. And there might be some motion.
Penance pulls her hand away from her mouth and puts it back on the table. "I wish I could tell what was going on," she complains. Sge licks her uncut hand to see if it feels swollen too.
Her right hand mostly feels like it needs to be washed, since it tastes of Horrib resin still.
"Why just my left?" she asks, upset. She also feels over her face again, this time just with her right. She especially feels round her eyes now.
They feel squishy. But the 'delay' between what her fingers report and what her face does seems longer than it was earlier. Even the blur from them seems slower.
This makes Penance fidget and squirm nervously. "One of you needs to mount me," she pleads, "The creepers haven't been fed and I'm sure that's part of the reason,"
Crabs pats Penance's shoulder, and tries to take her right hand. Not in a 'gonna prick it' gesture but in a 'going to lead you' one.
PEnance lets him take her hand. "Just take it slow, please," she requests.
At least they're leaving the Library. But also turning to go deeper into the temple. The tunnels are hard enough to navigate with working sight and sound, and it does help that Crabs sometimes stops dead for a moment as if lost. At least Penance can feel the air. It's getting more humid the further they go.
"Where are we going?" she asks. She's sniffing now to see if she can at least still smell, if nothing else seems to want to work. She also walks slow, sort of a shuffle so she can feel with her feet for each step.
Things smell musty, and also Skreeky. She never really paid much attention to smell before, and certainly not to how Crabs smelled. His voice is harder to make out now, going from a mushy mutter to a bare whisper. A bare Eeee whisper, which should be impossible for a Skreek to make. Heartbeats are louder. And then Penance realizes she can't hear her own, which she would if her ears were just blocked. So even her own voice is sounding faint now. Crabs goes a bit slower, since the stone floor is getting slippery from the dampness.
Steps are slow reach out with her toes, then sort of a curl-grip when she steps to make sure her footing is solid before she leans. She's still sniffing, trying to shape her world through scent since her eyes and ears are doing absolutely nothing for her, and the heartbeat is making her nervous.
The air smells old and musty. Crabs stops, and has to let go of Penance's hand. She can't hear it, but she feels the stone under her feet vibrate as something heavy is moved. This is followed by some incredibly acrid odor, which makes her eyes water.
"Ugh," Penance grunts and covers her nose, and then wipes at her eyes repeatedly to try and clear away the tears. "What is this?" she says. Or thinks she says. She can't really tell.
Now Crabs is touching her again.. this time on the small of her back and nudging her walk forward.
"I'm going to trust you on this," Penance says, and then walks forward. She stretches her arms out to feel for obstacles, and continues with that slow step-feel-grip with her feet.
The ground softens, and then feels.. weird. Like she's walking on fat grass or very thin fingers. Then someone takes her hands. Or two someones, since the number of fingers involved is different for each grip.
"Hello?" she says as her head tilts some, curious, and staring blindly ahead. She continues forward, slow, careful steps and amazingly doesn't try to pull her hands back.
There's more support now from the gripping hands, and then something very wet is dragged across her face. It feels like a tongue.. or else three tongues sharing one root. It's a bit cold though.
Penance can't help but pull her head back some and wince, but she doesn't try to get away. She's trying to convince herself they're going to help her somehow. She also leans a little more into the gripping hands to save some strength for later.
The hands pull her up against a body.. of some sort. That implies the mismatched appendages belong to the same creature. It has fur but if feels sticky and uneven. The length of the arms don't match either when they wrap around her.
"Hello?" she says again as she squishes up against it; which feels all kinds of gross since she has no hair or fur of any sort, not since the weekly fur-stripping procedure was started to keep her bared and waxy. She also kind of hugs it? She doesnt't even know what it is! But, it's not trying to hurt her so far.
She feels a sort of rumbling gurgle from the creature, before it scoops her up and lowers her to damp, wiggly floor. Then the weird tongue starts licking her again, wherever it can reach instead of just her face.
That makes Penance squeak in surprise! She does squirm for a moment before she settles onto the floor and tries to not panic too much. It's not hurting her, so ... She forces herself to stay still while the licking, er, starts.
The tongue is bizarre. Each of the three forks seems to have a different texture. The the mouth comes into play. It feels like an Eeee, despite the tongue, but it is far too big. It can encompass an entire breast without feeling like it's opened very far. But the teeth are.. irregular. Almost flat, like a Rughrat's, but still with a few sharp ones mixed in.
"Uhm, what are you doing?" Penance has to ask when it mouths over one entire breast. Not that she has large breasts, but they do have installed hardware pulling hard at her nipples; that she has to tighten every day or every other day to keep the pain and stretch up. Hopefully it won't tear those out?
Whether the creature responds is unknown, since Penance still can't hear anything. The odd tongue does explore the hardware, and licks over the little scabs left behind by the bot flies. Then it pulls away, leaving Penance momentarily damp and chilled.
After a bit, she starts to shiver some, all slimy and cold now. She starts rubbing at her own body in an attempt to warm herself up.
The odd hands return then, grabbing Penance's legs this time, and pull them wide-apart. This stretches things down where stretching if painful.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow," Penance hisses out as her legs are parted, wider and wider. It doesn't help she had a stretching harness sewn into her bits a while ago that keeps things wide when she's standing normally, this just pulls it even more. And she had to have more work down there recently, and doesn't even know the condition after that of things. Other than the insides of her thighs have been wet since.
The creepers begin to act up, making things more painful. At least they know what's coming, apparently. It isn't clear to Penance immediately. It might have been a fist from the feel of it, but unless this thing has a third arm (and it might), it's something else that just feels that way. It does not go in easy.. and just seems to keep going.
Penace's back arches hard as she hisses out painfully! She feels like she's being parted, while penetrated! It's not like sex is remotely pleasurable for her most of the time (unless her companions are feeling generous to allow it), but this downright hurts! She starts to worry it might tear some of her internal muscles in the process! She knows she needs something to fill her, but this is agonizing. Or maybe that's the point, sex should never feel good, that's too close to Inala, or something.
Lubrication comes quickly.. of one sort or another. The think mustiness of everything keeps her from smelling blood, but there must be blood. And when the beast starts thrusting, another issue rears up: once that fist made it past the cervix, it did not want to pass back through. So Penance is being physically dragged on the reverse stroke, then pushed again on the forward one. It isn't clear if the creepers are responsible for the pain or if she's just being internally battered.
Penance' jaws are clenched and she's making all sorts of pained noises (she thinks, she can't actually hear!). She's trying to also get her insides to relax and release him, but they're already stretched passed their limits, so she can't relax them any further. At least the ground is soft and swishy so the dragging isn't too bad. She just hopes he's getting enough stimulation to actually, well, feed her annoying 'friends'.
Hopefully the few inches of movement are enough stimulation, unless the excitement is part of it. He certainly seems excited, if erratic. With the mismatched arms and teeth, Penance has no idea what other asymmetries his body has. At least he's not bouncing her up and down on top of himself - there could be a real danger of her taking flight if things relaxed at the wrong time. Presumably things will come to a head as he moves faster and faster.
Penance tries to grab him with her feet so she can add some force into trying to pull off him, then back on, to get more movement. Given how she's spread, that's a long shot thing, but she wants to feed those creatures before things get any worse!
The surge comes unexpectedly, and with a lot of pressure. Some of that is due to things being blocked, so fluids have nowhere to go. But it does calm down the creepers at least, the pummeling thrusts come to a stop.
Since Penance rarely gets to, well, feel an orgasm, it's just the end and her guts throb painfully. She also grunts and twitches some as the pressure is intense and makes it feel like she's got a pronounced gut at the moment. She hopes that halts the pounding headache, and lets her vision and hearing clear. It isn't lost on her, though, one or both might never come back, and that scares the hell out of her. But, she'll cope with it; it's not like she has a choice. She'll have to just endure and deal with the challenges like a proper Yodhgorphat.
At least the creepers are satisfied, so not biting her and pumping her full of toxins. So her senses shouldn't get any worse at least. The beast or whatever it is isn't moving, but is still holding her legs. The first hint that his arousal is waning is when some of the internal pressure goes down.
Penance isn't moving either at first. She does reach down and eventually feel where he entered here to see if she can get an idea on the 'damage' he did doing that. She's also panting and blinking a lot.
Since he's still in there, it's hard to tell anything. The whole area hurts, and there's no way to tell if the sticky ooze is blood, dead tissue or monster goo. He even feels a bit leathery as well.
Penance withdraw her hand and just goes back to laying there. And hoping/praying a little that her senses will return. "Thank you," she does try to say, though. Not being able to hear makes her wonder if she said it or not, or how it even sounded.
Eventually things deflate enough that the beast can pull out. And it feels like he just rolls over and goes to sleep, but at least he isn't holding onto Penance anymore. That doesn't make it any easier to move her legs though.
She does go about wiping things away down there so she can feel out that area for any serious injury that might need to be treated before she tries to close her legs, and worse, sit up.
It's hard to tell, thanks to the general messiness. Nothing feels obviously tattered, but there are spots that don't have any sensation, so might be dead skin or might be something else entirely. Given the situation, she can't even be sure the monster didn't loose some skin.
Penance tries to pull her legs closed, then sit up with a painful groan. There she recovers for a bit before she tries to stand up. She also tries to keep a hand upped over her bits so everything doesn't, well, drain out.
It makes it awkward to stand. But eventually she's up and feels an approaching source of body heat. It must be Crabs from the feel of his (same-sized) hands. He also seems to tug at Penance's cupping hand. There are muffled sounds, but at least they aren't whispers now.
Penance slowly lulls her hand away from her damaged bits at the insistence of whom she assumes is crabs. She's also still blinking in hopes her vision improves.
There's something pressed up between her legs, which might be a damp cloth but could be damp mud for all she can tell right now. It's used to plug her up so she can at least walk though. Crabs is soon trying to guide her again.
The pushing makes her grunt a bit, but it's needed, so no complains. She places her hands back on his shoulders and resumes following him as he leads her away.
There's a pause while the heavy thing (a door?) is pushed closed with enough grating to vibrate Penance's toes, then the long trek to the outer levels of the Temple begins.
Penance' ears are flicking about to see if she can hear any better. She also lifts one hand to feel her face, and blink. Hopefully in a few hours she'll be more 'normal'. Or at least what passes for normal for her. But right now, she just wants to be sealed back in horrib resin for some recovery, she thinks. She can't walk without pain right now anyway...
The walk back towards the temple proper is a mixed experience for Penance. Her creepers are satisfied, and the one that replaced her clitoral complex is also sending her some pleasant signals. In contrast, her legs are sore and her left hand it really starting to itch around the claws, and her fingers feel postulant. Crabs helps her over rough spots in the floor, but she's still mostly deaf and blind, although she can begin to make out rough shapes when Crabs' torch lights them up. Mostly she can make out the shape of his head. She's starting to hear her own internal sounds a bit as well.
"My hand itches," Penance complains at one point and starting rubbing her left hand with her right one. "And I still can't see, or hear much," she adds as her slow grab-walk gait continues her ever forward and hopefully not tripping.
Rubbing her left hand causes a sudden release of fluid from one of the pustules at the fingertips. Her nose is still dulled, but even so some of the sharp stink gets through. It even irritates her eyes.
"Ugh!" Penance whines and waves that hand around. "What did you do to my hand?!"
Crabs stops to try and keep Penance from flailing her arm about too much. He probably says something but he might as well be muttering underwater.
"I can't understand a word you're saying," Penance complains, and grumps.
Penance does start trying to wiggle her claws worredly from that smell, though.
Crabs is trying to get hold of her wrist, and makes soothing(?) noises. He holds a rag against Penance's chest so that she knows.. that he has a rag ready.
Penance lets him get her wrist (Not that she can see enough to stop him anyway). She does wonder what that specific rag is for, though. Other than the gunk she has stuffed up between her thighs and plugging her from 'leaking' right now.
This rag, apparently, is for wrapping her left hand. Either as a bandage or to keep her from messing with it any further.
Penance still messes with it a little even with the rag. How could she not?
Crabs says something, or grunts or rants, who can tell? He takes Penance's right hand and keeps tugging her forward through the dark (to her) tunnels. Although she begins to see flashes of bright color here and there, but they're fleeting. Each is accompanied by a sound, which doesn't last any longer than the flash does. They aren't like sounds she's really hearing though. Some sound warm, or wet, or cold.
"Fine, fine, yeesh," Penance complains as she's pulled along. The flashes makes her look around, or in those directions. She figures they were people passing or something. Movement. Beyond that, she's at a loss.
The air feels a little less thick now, so they may be getting back into the temple area. There are more turns, and then a semi-well-lit area. Now Crabs turns Pennace around and nudges her to move backwards a bit.
"What, what, where are we?" Penance asks as she looks around blindly. She also stumbles a bit as she backs up upon 'request'.
Crabs keeps her from going too far, then guides her to a sitting position. Granted, it's sitting on cold stone. He's babbling at her again, and unwrapping her left hand. With the rag removed, she can 'see' glowing green spots on her finger pads and a fuzzy, angry red at her claws. Or where she thinks those parts of her are, at least.
Penance does plop her butt down on the floor with a grunt (and wince since sitting stretches things below). "I still can't understand you," she tells him, ears drooping in frustration. Once her hand i free, though, she starts poking at it and feeling the 'weird-looking' spots.
Poking them makes them leak again, and she can see the glow dripping when that happens. It doesn't affect the red glow, which just itches. But Crabs doesn't stop her this time. There's a shadowy blur that might be a person now in front of her. It isn't Crabs, because it's tall, so likely an Eeee. It also has a glowing yellow spot in the center of what might be a forehead. Then it apparently kneels down in front of Penance.
"Hello?" Penance says as her head tilts a bit. "I can't really see or hear you so ... I don't know who you are?" she admits. She reaches out to touch and see if she can tell by feel.
Well, it's an Eeee, certainly, since she gets an ear first. It's easy to tell Eeee from Skreeks that way. The blob makes sounds, but what Penance hears clearest is a sort of dry hum from the yellow spot.
Penance reaches for that spot with her, well, left hand and pokes it with a finger. She wasn't sure what else t do here, and her hand was unwrapped, so ... she tries that!
The tone changes to something.. sort of happier? And the green takes over the yellow, so that now the spot is green. The blob seems to bow after that, and is shuffled off for the next one. The new one is shorter, and has two purple spots more or less where nipples might be.
"I feel the urge to make a boob joke," Penance admits when she sees these odd 'spots'. But, she behaves and instead lightly pokes each spot instead with her left hand. Her own nipples ache and itch in sympathy (within their stretching confines).
They are definitely attached to Skreek breasts. This time it's the itchy red glow that gets transferred, and the high-pitched tone that the purple was giving off changes to something more scratchy sounding. Or it could be the sound of a Skreek woman having her nipples infested with itchy.. whatevers. Mites?
Penance ends up scratching one of her own nipples in sympathy from the transfer. Her ears also tilt all about in confusion.
Given that her own distended nipples already have ringworms in them, the itching doesn't quite transfer. Or it doesn't work if she does it to herself. But a new blob is in front of her, with a yellow spot lower down on the body this time.
Penance reaches out and grabs the yellow spot, effectively groping whatever/whomever it is!
There's definitely an 'eep' that seems clear. The humming, glowing bit is also definitely part of a male Eeee, and reacts predictably to the grabbing.
And of course Penance starts stroking that spot, since she guesses she knows what it is. She also licks her lips ... suggestively?
The green transfers, and seems lubricate things a bit. Maybe the male creeper is producing hormones to make her feel like this.
Penance is actually leaning forward and before she knows it she's trying to put her mouth around that glowing bit!
The sound is muffled once it's inside her mouth. The goo tastes horrible, but it doesn't really matter. Is this how the female creepers feel all the time? Sort of.. hungry?
Penance is definitely feeling oddly hungry. Enough that the taste isn't putting her off. In fact, she's nuring on the male quite greedily within a few minutes.
The Eeee in question dares to actually touch Penance.. on the shoulders. He isn't moving otherwise. The process may be spreading the green stuff more thoroughly over his member, with whatever sensation that entails. This is Gorphat after all, so it's probably a combination of pleasure and terror. But at least it doesn't feel like it's going to melt in Penance's mouth, although it is twitching quite a bit.
Penance is trying to get him to pop in her mouth, it seems. She's quite the expert with her tongue, though she doesn't remember where she had learned that from at all. She also encourages things by fondling his other bits too.
The man does pop, in several salty spurts. He's shuddering, which is transmitted through his grip on her shoulders.
And Penance swallows, and shivers, and has sort of a weird euphoric reaction from the experience too as she 'feeds' in a way not so dissimilar from her 'companions'. Then she pulls her mouth off with a wet drool-y slurp.
There's the impression that her meal provider has collapsed back into someone's arms, who help drag him away. The next penitent gives off a nervous vibe after that. Short again, probably a Skreek, and also with a yellow, 'dry' sounding glow down below.
And that dry spot is soon being fondled and rubbed by Penance' left hand first. This is followed up by her leaning right in and licking, and a lot of deep probing too, using her tongue.
This one is certainly female, and may already have some sort of affliction or the scars of a previous one from the texture. She's certainly getting a new one now, albeit a Gorphat-approved one. Despite the fondling, only the green transfers. The itchy one definitely prefers purple. Penance doesn't know if she's ever tasted a Skreekess before.
Penance is sort of lost in it too; weird hormonal drives triggered by the smell has her giving quite an aggressive sort of kiss there. It's not lost on her that were similar done to her, she'd not likely derive much pleasure from it at all; not with what she sacrificed of herself. Not unless Gorphat deigns to allow her to feel some of the forbidden pleasures of Inala, however brief.
But, there's still something of a tingle being generated from this. And it's from the same general area as it would have been if her original parts had been involved. It just doesn't feel worrisome at the moment. The Skreek girl is having a hard time keeping still however.
So, skreek hips are grabbed to steady her while Penance probably feels like she's licking her navel from the inside.
She's never felt quite so invasive before. And given the length of an Eeee tongue, it is quite invasive. It's basically a tentacle after all. The flavor of the Skreek changes and then comes the shuddering and pelvic clenching. This causes a sort of partial response in Penance's own belly.
And Penance does know how to keep that going, somehow, in the skreek! It's a good five minutes after the clenching before she finally breaks that perverse sort of kiss and reclaim her tongue.
Once more, the acolyte is dragged off. The next one is likely another Skreek - Penance is getting better and guessing from how the shape blocks the light - and seems hesitant. It doesn't have a visible glowing spot.. until it reluctantly turns around to expose a purple target lower down.
Penance does reach out and grab that spot with her left hand to find out what it is. She's keeping her moth to herself right now!
It's definitely Gorphat's Mouth in this case, and the purple seems to contract at the touch. There are more blobs to the sides, so it's possible the Skreek is being held in place so they don't bolt. Purple means the itchy infection, after all.
Penance scratch-pokes at that spot then, probing and trying to get it to change color.
It turns a very angry red, but that may also be due to the claws breaking the sensitive skin in the area. It's definitely a ring of angry red soon enough.
Wincing, Penance leans forward and starts, well ... licking. She's not sure what else to do!
This really causes things to clench! It tastes peppery for some reason, and the licking seems to inflame things even more. She can definitely feel tiny things moving around.
So, more licking. Then the probing. And the entering. And the wondering why she is doing this!
The noise from the red ring sounds like an angry Horrib now. It's possible that the Skreek on the receiving end of things has passed out, since it isn't even trying to move anymore, even though two others are still holding it up.
And Penance relents. She sits back and furiously wipes her mouth!
The next Eeee has a yellow mark, but like the previous one it takes some maneuvering to discover.. because it's on their tongue.
This one is at least less gross, and involves mostly finger-poking on the tongue.
Penance is relieved!
It does feel.. nice.. though. Smearing the green goo from her fingers onto a squirmy wet tongue.
Penance pulls, squeezes, plays, and otherwise does weird stuff to the tongue she has a grip on!
This leads to lots of gagging from the Eeee being grabbed. Also lots of head bobbing as Penance basically drags it around.
Penance does let it go eventually, at least!
The Eeee pauses when released, then boldly licks Penance on the cheek.
This makes Penance squeak in surprise! "Hello?" she says as she peers blindly at him? Her?
By this time, others have probably figured out that Penance isn't seeing or hearing clearly. The strange Eeee tries sonar chirps at close range. Which Penance can feel, but it doesn't exactly communicate anything. But it is followed by another lick across one of her pock-marked breasts.
That makes Penance sit up some! "Uhm, thank you?" she says hesitantly. "I can't offer my, well, I'm plugged," she explains lamely and gestures to her crotch. She has no idea how it even looks anymore!
So, Penance gets an ear massage, if a brief one. It isn't bad, but feels odd because of the lack of fur on her end of things.
Penace's ears flickflicks around. "You can use Gorphat's mouth if you wish," she claims, "If you need to relieve yourself."
The answer comes as Penance is encouraged onto her hands and knees!
Penance actually snickers some and does turn and go on her hands and knees, and lifts her rump right into the air. Sure, it's not like she'll have pleasure from it, but one of Gorphat's faithful will, so it's a good act, right?
At least things are always a bit wet there, and the Eeee continues to lick the back of Penance's head throughout. Which is something, considering the tongue must now be pretty sore and blistered.
Wet and loose, given all she's been through, so it's not painful when he does, well, enter. So, Penance relaxes with a sigh and lets him satisfy himself using her body for a bit. The licking does elicit a giggle now and then, though!
It doesn't take too long, but the Eeee may be rushed by the others still waiting for their turn with Penance.
And when it's over, she's wetter back there, and a bit sticky. Penance does spin back around though and sit right back down on her butt.
Being wet and sticky is normal for Penance by now. The next Eeee has both yellow and purple. Yellow around the upper lip, and purple for the lower one.
And thus she ends up sort of fondling each lip in turn with her left hand. It may be itchy, but at least it's proving to be useful!
Perhaps inspired by the previous acolyte, this one kisses Penance afterwards. This one feels female.
PEnance pats her? cheek, then even kisses her back lightly.
There's a very nervous seeming Skreek next, or at least that's the impression. It seems smaller than the others. It has yellow ears inside its ears.. pretty deep inside.
Penance is actually careful since it's ears, and lightly rubs her left-hand fingers inside those ears, careful to not claw anything tender. Well, as best she can given she can't see or hear much!
The locations and inflictions aren't random; Gorphat always has a particular purpose for such things. They need to be challenges, so the locations probably have something to do with the individual. They do seem focused on sensitive areas for the most part. The next male Skreek is another double-blessing, with yellow and purple on opposing lobes of his scrotum.
So, there's more gentle fondling of that one. Also while her mouth is again occupied on the bit attached to said tormented parts. Why? Well, it's good distraction isn't it?
The sound the spots make is discordant, and rises the longer she fondles things. The Skreek still responds though! Of course, this sort of activity may be why that area was targeted for a blessing. It does take a bit of effort on Penance's part still to bring things to a conclusion.
Which ends with a gulp, a withdraw, and a playful swat t make things swing to and fro! Hey, she's still evil sometimes.
Or, perhaps, appropriately pious. The next male Skreek doesn't seem nervous at all.. but he's got a yellow spots in his nostrils.
So, of course Penance sticks fingers right up his schnoz! And wiggles said fingers.
The nose music is appropriately snorty, and the Skreek also appropriately surprised! Especially after what the previous men got.
"You weren't infected down there," Penance says dryly as if to deflate him some!
The Skreek still flails a bit. Having fingers up ones nose may be a bit alarming after all. Given how the pustule discharge smells, having that inside the nose would certainly be a challenge to overcome.
Penance yanks her fingers out, then playfully bites him on the crotch, and ends it with a swat on the butt.
That was also a surprise! There might be laughter, from the cadence that gets through. A female Eeee takes his place. She's also got a glow to her nose.. and both nipples. Purple, which will mean a certain amount of scratching.
Or in the case of the moment, pinching. Much nipple pinching and pulling! And when she bends over, up the nose her fingers go!
Much like the last penitent, this one seems shocked! Maybe she wanted a kiss too. How do you deal with itching nipples?
Penance does end up kissing her. While pull-pinching those nipples. About all you can do with 'em!
The next girl, a Skreek, kisses Penance right at the beginning. She's got yellow marks under her eyes though, apparently.
So, the skreek gets sort of a one-handed (left) facial massage. rubrub To try and get the marks to go away.
And in return, Penance gets her breasts massaged. The Skreek's hands feel a bit clammy. She's replaced by another Eeee. This one has a yellow spot as well.. right on the tip of tackle.
Penance grabs it, and squeezes to make the tip swell!
The Eeee's screech is felt, and the tip does swell, along with the rest of it. The glowing spot is slower to take up the green (maybe Penance is running low).
Penance relaxes her grip and rubrubrubs on it, then goes right to sucking on it to make it feel better? Or to just be a pervert.
The taste is awful, but less so than the first one since it's just the tip. This seems to make it extra sensitive though, since the Eeee stops complaining very quickly.
Penance makes (she thinks) horrible wet sucking noices, though her actual, er, work, is skilled. And very teasing.
This one doesn't last as long as the first did, and is a lot more twitchy about it. But he also doesn't need to be carried off afterwards.
Penance lets go of the poor boy and takes a deep breath. She's wearing out too!
Crabs steps in next. He doesn't have any glowing spots, but he's familiar enough that Penance doesn't need to really see him. He pats Penance's shoulder.
"Yes?" Penance asks and looks up? "Get up?
"
There's a squeeze in response, and a tug upwards in confirmation.
PEnance struggles a bit, but manages to get up to her feet without falling on her face. Small victories!
Crabs leads Penance back to the main corridor, and then into the Horrib Lair (she can tell by the texture of the floor). The Horribs take over from that point, landing on Penance's shoulders to guide her to her alcove.
"Back into my tomb, then?" Penance laments with a soft sigh. "Maybe this time will be when you lay into me for the last time, eh?" she jokes tiredly as she settles into her soon tobe goo'ed spot.