Finding a pig farm from the air isn't that difficult. Alptraum can hear it before she sees it, as several dozen swine make for quite a racket. The only person she spots is a dark-brown Lapi keeping watch over the sprawling pig pen though, no sign of the Eeee mark from last night, but there's also a house with a large attached barn that he could be in.
"Oy! Lookin' for one a yer bats," Alptraum calls out. She's mostly cleaned up from earlier, most of the hormonal scent from skreek and herself is gone, at least! For however long that will last, anyway; she's found she's a hormonal-scent generator these days.
The rabbit looks up, then their ears go up as well. "Lotsa bats.. which one you want?" It's hard to tell if the Lapi is male or female, since they're wearing baggy clothes and a really big leather apron.
"Uh, they look after pigs and leather," Alptraum claims, lamely.
"Didn't get a name, eh?" the Lapi asks, then gestures to the barn. "Arnfried is in the barn."
"No? It was over a game of chance, after all," Alptruam lies; nothing chance about it; she light-hands cards to ensure they never find their card, after all. Shaking her hips, and unable to walk without a hip-rolling sort of sashay, she heads into the barn. Stupid changes even affected her gait!
The barn.. stinks. It's quite possible that the leather is tanned in there as well. The big doors are open and Alptraum sees stalls, a big pile of hay, a loft with claw-marked rafters and a long wall covered in belts and strips and sheets of leather, often with spots and splotches still visible from the original owners. The familiar boy is there, working a pedal-pumped grinding wheel as he sharpens some ironwood tools. With all the noise spilling over from the yard, he doesn't hear Alptraum enter.
"Oy, how do you stand the smell in here?" Alptraum calls out while she simultaneously covers her nose. At least it means if she goes hormonal, no one will smell it in here. "Ugh, bleh."
"Augh!" the boy yelps in surprise, nearly losing his grip on the tool he's working on. He turns and looks wide-eyed in surprise that Alptraum has suddenly appeared. "What smell?" he asks after a moment.
"Alla dis!" Alptraum says while waving her free arm around. "Geeze, ya ruined your nose iffin you can't smell it. Anyway, ya gots yer payment fer de game?"
"Oh.. ohhhh.. that smell," the boy says. "I jes' used to it. Dat's right, you wanted a custom harness." He gets up and brushes away the sawdust from his lap. "I got some over here," he says, and heads to the wall of straps and its small worktable.
Alptraum follows after the other bat. "I gots no idea how you get used to dis smell, ugh," she continues to complain. "Explains why ya had to go to a game table to try an flirt, tho," she adds on as a tease.
"Wha.. I wasn't tryin' ta flirt!" the boy claims, and selects several straps that are perforated by regularly spaced holes, and a few wooden buckles from the table. He then turns around and realizes something. "Uh.. did you need dis for under your... clothes?" he asks uncertainly.
"Yah, under my clothing," Alptraum confirms, "It would look weird on de top. I look like some sort of severe barmaid."
Gears start to turn in Arnfried's head until realization hits him. "Oh.. Ah.. You need to.. uh.." he stammers, and then sort of vaguely gestures to Alptraum's torso.
Alptraum arches her brow suspiciously. "Fine," she finally says and goes about removing her shirt and then chest wrapping after that to keep the bounce down. Of course as she does that it becomes quickly apparent she's a seriously 'well-endowed' Eeee. Considerable curve-out and actual under-curve hang unlike most Eeee women.
"Whoa.. how many kids've you had?" the boy blurts out, trying to reconcile Alptraum's youthful appearance with mature curves.
"Oy! None! How old ya think I am?!" Alptraum demands angrily. "It no like I happy t' be like dis, yannow! Dey awkward!"
"Hmm, yeah.. can you spread yer wings out and then up?" the boy asks.
Alptraum does just that; she's got and impressive wingspan, too. And the spread makes her chest ... jiggle. This makes her ears twitch.
The lad studies this, his lips pulled to one side in thought. The he steps forward and cups them from underneath, lifting them enough to a feel for their weight. "Hmm."
Each one weighs close to a pound! Unheard of for Eeee, really. Alptraum somehow manages to hold still, though her ears are twitching and she's looking ceilingward.
Arnfried moves them to see how far they can swing to the left and right, then lets go of them and puts his hands on Alptraum between her neck and shoulders, and feels how tense the muscles there are.
There is definitely some sway given the size; several inches. And they're so perfectly shaped and soft, but not too soft, to the touch, too. Her neck and shoulder muscles are tense, but that could be out of embarrassment at this point.
The boy then feels under Alpraum's arms and around her ribs to where her vanes attach to her body. "You got convenience slits already?" he asks, despite actively search for any.
"Slits in me wings? No?" Alptraum says, sounding aghast at the idea. "Izzat common?"
"Yeah, 'least 'round here," the boy says. "Make it easier for stuff like this." He then selects a length of belt and grabs a ring that he attaches to one end. He brings it over and reaches awkwardly around Alptraum to wrap it around her waist without getting his face in her chest in the process. The slack is taken up and the folded through the loop like a standard belt.
"Ugh," Alptraum complains a bit, and squirms, and boobhats the poor boy. "Doesn't dat hurt t' have done?"
"I dunno," the boy says, his ears splayed out horizontally. "Girls never tell the truth 'bout stuff like that," he claims. Once the belt is fastened, he stands up without backing away first, so get smacked in the face by the formerly head-rested breasts. "Ack!"
Alptraum siighs as things wobble a bit after that. She gently pushes him away and stills the wobble with her hands. "Vell, how do ya get the slits done, den?" she asks a bit warily.
"Wit a sharp knife, some alcohol, and little leather strips you sew in," Arnfried says, while collecting two more belts and some odd clips.
"An .. who does dis?" Alptraum asks, warily. "Dozzit affect flight?"
"Doesn't hurt flyin' since it's really close to de body and pretty small compared to de rest of the wing," the boy says. "I've done before on guys."
"An .. ya t'ink I'll need it for dis to work?" Alptraum asks.
"We'll, we kin see how far we get without 'em first," the boy offers, then is squatting down to attach the new belts to the first one, almost like suspenders. Except he crosses them over between Alptraum's breasts before draping them back over her shoulders.
Alptraum, for now, holds still as straps are draped and threaded. "So far, dis just makes em seem bigger," she admits.
From behind, the boy crosses the straps again between the girl's wings, and fastens them to the belt in the back. So far it seems pretty complicated and doesn't even do anything yet.
"Dis is kinda complicated. How does one person put it on?" Alptraum has to ask. She also shifts a bit, mostly to hook her wing veins into a rafer to help support weight.
"Well, did is the basic harness," the boy explains, coming back around the front again. He ponders for a moment, then reaches out to hold Alptraum's breasts as best he can, fingers spread wide to form baskets of sorts. "Can ye flap your wings some?" he then asks.
Alptraum does flap them, almost hard enough to lift off! There's a lot of chest movement.
"Alright.. uh.. that's.. enough," Arnfried stammers after a good minute of wing movement.
Alptraum quits flapping and breathes out. "Dese straps feel like I bein' squeezed," she admits
"I.. not sure if they gonna work.." the boy admits, and takes a moment before releasing Alptraum's breasts. His brow if furrowed in thought as he stares at the troublesome orbs.
"Yah, I worried about dat," Alptraum admits. "Dey is annoyingly large," she commends as she lifts them with her hands and .. wow, she has cleavage.
"Needs sumthin' stretchy," the boy mutters. "Can you wait here for a bit while I go git something from the house?"
"Yah, I kin wait," Alptraum agrees. She lowers her wings a bit, whew.
The boy runs out of the barn, and someone calls after him, probably the Lapi. Who wanders into the barn almost immediately after. "What're you up ta in here?" they ask.
"'e makin' me somet'ing to help deal wit' dese ridiculous things," Alptraum explains and gestures to her strap-decorated chest.
The Lapi comes up and unabashedly squeezes Alptraum's breasts. "Wow, squishy," they note, jiggling them up and down. "Dese real or a reaction to somethin' dat stung you?"
"Oy!" Alptraum complains and swats at that hand! "Midn yer manners," she chides, "Dey quite real, unfortunately."
"I seen a lot of Eeee," the Lapi claims, and is then patting at Alptraum's hips and bum. "Not like dis though."
"Yeh, yeh, it's annoying, too. I look all ... girly," Alptraum complains and gives the lapi a look from al the patting. "I look veird."
"Eh, for the better," the Lapi claims. "Eeee girls around here aren't very diff'rent from the guys. Hard t' kindle too, but that might just be Eeee in gen'ral."
"Hard t' what?" Alptraum asks. She's not heard that term before.
"Kindle!" the Lapi repeats, and pats Alptraum's tummy. "Make little flappers."
"Oh! Roll in de hay," Alptraum works out. "Yeh, no, I no havin' kids."
"Den why're ya leakin'?" the Lapi asks, and swipes a finger across one of Alptraum's nipples to show that the fur on it is now damp.
"Eh, dey do dat too, randomly," Alptraum claims, "It be an annoying part, too. I no bed any Eeee, so I know Imma not pregnant."
"If yer' milkin you can't get pregnant anyway," the Lapi claims. "Dat's why new moms get all the action they want."
"Feh, I get plenty o' guys tryin' to get action with me. Skreeks, Eeee, lapi, vou name it, dey all try t' git in me pants," Alptraum laments. "Kinna surprised at dis point one of ya hogs haven't tried."
"Dey' more interested in eatin' yer pants," the Lapi claims. "But if yer worried, take 'em off and I'll guard them for ya."
"Hah! Nice try. Yer tryin' t' git with me too," Alptraum accuses and waggles a finger.
"I been wi' every Eeee girl in de village," the Lapi claims. "Keeps em from humpin' their broomsticks." He reaches around to the small of Alptraum's back and pulls her forward, then teasingly licks one of her leaky nipples.. which just makes it leak more of course.
"Ack!" Alptraum complains and pushes at the lapi when he pulls her close, and then licks. Which of course means she starts also getting warm, elsewhere. Small mercies the smell in here should drown out her smell. "I no some village tart!" the Eeee declares.
"Lud!" Arnfried yells from the front of the barn. "Ye better not be pesterin' a gypsy!"
"I just offerin' hospitality," the Lapi claims after getting pushed back by the Eeee.
"She.. she too much for you!" Arnfried claims squeakily.
Alptraum's ears twitch some, then she pulls him back and mushes her now leaky breast to his mouth. "Now ya gotta problem to fix," she claims.
"Glurmph!" the Lapi says, before really starting to suckle and press his fingers into Alptraum's tailbone. Maybe he does know his way around an Eeee.
Alptraum tries to keep a straight face. Dagh, that does feel rather good. Which also means her body ... reacts. Still, she tries to make it seem like it's not reacting, even when the odd sort of internal 'itch' starts tingling.
"No! Stoppit!" Arnfried yells and hurries forward, a bundle of brightly multi-colored material in his arms. "Yer making her boobs.. sweat.. or something!" he complains.
"Eh, he can continue a little longer," Alptraum sort of squeaks. And she lets the lapi too, before finally trying to push him away.
The Lapi resists of course. "Ah, don't yell Arny, you know it ain't no use," Lud tells his Eeee friend, while licking his lips.
"Yer such a pain," Arny complains, and starts de-belting Alptraum. It's not like being undressed.. but still feels like it.
Alptraum rubs her face a bit. "Y'two are impossible," she mutters at them. "Both tryin' to boink me." Nevermind right at the moment, she's imagining just that.
"I.. I ain't.." Arnfried stammers, looking embarrassed while he clutches the leather belts.
"Y claimin' ya no t'ink about it?" Alptraum asks, brow arched.
"Uh.." the boy locks up, knowing there isn't any right answer he can give. The Lapi laughs, and says, "Arny's a teenaged Eeee, he thinks about it if he sees a shapely tree. But he's smitten with my sister. You're built like her, just stretched out a bit taller, and no tail."
Ears blushing, Arny stammers, "La.. Lapi don't count!"
"So, yeh, ya want t' put yerself in me," Alptraum teases and taps Arnfried's nose. "Mebbe I let ya."
"What?" the boy asks after a moment of staring at his own nose.
"Ya heard me," Alptruam claims and crosses her arms under her chest. "You in me like yer lapi girl," she coos, "An de lapi in me muzzle." Out that comes before she even realizes it, then she freezes up after saying it. WHY did she say that?
The Lapi just grins, but Arnfried has to blink a few times to reset his brain. "I.. brought something to try," he says, pretending like he didn't just hear what he heard. He returns the belts to the workbench, and picks up the bundle he brought, which turns out to be a knitted scarf. A very long knitted scarf.
Alptraum is relieved Arny pretending he didn't hear that. "How izzat gonna help?" she asks now, glad for the distraction. "I no cold."
"I think.. uh.. like this," the Eeee boy says, and pulls the scarf behind Alptraum's neck to the midpoint, then folds it across in front of her throat. From there the tails go over her breasts on there way down to her waist, then the remaining lengths goes behind her back and around to the front again to be tied off over her belly. Then he spreads things out more over the breasts until each one is fully covered (but with holes between the threads of yarn). He then steps back and looks it over. The wool yarn itches a bit where it meets the bottom of her wing vane.
Alptraum wiggles around a lot. "Kinda itchy," she complains. The wool isn't the best support, either, so things still sway.
It only takes a few stretches before the hammocks roll up and just sit across the tops of the breasts. Arnfried sighs and unties the scarf, looking frustrated.
"Told ya dese t'ings are annoying," Alptraum says, sounding rather smug. "Dey never behave."
The boy grabs them and shakes them. "They drivin' me mad!" he claims, then stops and takes a deep breath. "I think.. I think we gotta go through the wings," he admits, sounding defeated.
Alptraum's ears fold back. "Ow," she says reflexively. "So, makin' does slits ya mentioned?" She spreads her wings again and looks under one arm where it attaches to her back.
"Yeah, no way to get support otherwise," the boy says, and goes in to look as well, but gets distracted along the way and licks Alptraum's nipple. "Whoa.. milk.." he notes in surprise.
"Oy!" Alptraum barks at the lick. She covers her breasts with her hands now!
"Sorry!" Arnfried cries. "It jes.. happened.." he claims.
"Let him suck a bit, it'll calm him down," Lud suggests.
Alptraum looks suspicious, but lowers her hands. "I forgive ya," she says. The lapi's comment ears a look, but then Alptraum does pull the Eeee in to actually, well, nurse.
"Mmph!" Arnfried nearly panics, but does begin to suckle and soon gives in, despite the awkward positioning of having to lean down and rest his hands on Alptraum's waist for support. Then Lud sneaks behind and starts to wantonly.. rub Alptraum's shoulders!
Alptraum permits this, for now! "I swear, guys jus' go stupid when dey see a chest," she comments, sighing. She's not admitting to how good it feels to be actively nursed on.
"We all start life dat way," Lud claims, and then moves on to her wings. There's something disturbingly sensual about Lapi fingers, since they lack the rough pads everyone else has. And Lud seems to know what Eeee like, so maybe he wasn't just boasting.
It's definitely getting Alptraum to relax, and if it weren't for the skirt she wore today, she'd be visibly damp down there. She even sort of sigh-moans a little.
A skirt isn't enough to stop a Lapi's exploring hands. Pretty soon they're up underneath and tugging at her underwear!
Alptraum starts to say something, then her hands move to stop him ... then she just stops. Instead she shuffles her legs apart more instead to make it ... easier? It's some work, but the lapi can get her underwear moved down some if he tries.
He doesn't need much encouragement. He's got the pants down around her ankles and lifts her feet clear of them before undoing the skirt. With no further obstacles, Lud's fingers start rubbing and exploring down there in earnest.
Alptraum's 'down there' is quite damp and slick, as well as a bit swollen. That makes her sort of moan-sigh out and soon shiver. Since Arny is in front, she's soon reaching over him and trying to disrobe him. She should be able to undo his pants, at least!
It's awkward, but Arnfried helps once Alptraum gets things started, although there some major leg shaking as he tries to clear them. Then it may as well be some form of levitation, as Lud seems to lift her up from where he grips her, and then next thing she knows they're all.. in the hay!
Alptraum 'knows' better, but she's in a bit of a rut, so her legs are around the other Eeee, and she's sunk him right into her gate. She sort of shudder-sighs; she's not felt another Eeee like this and it feels nice. And soon she's hip-rolling. "Don't miss out," she coos at the lapi who's dealing with his own clothing.
"Oh, I won't," Lud says, while Arnfried has apparently lost the ability to speak, reduces to squeaks, moaning-squeaks and shuddering-squeaks. He certainly goes all in on each thrust.
When Alptraum feels something thud against her cheek, she realizes the Lapi is a bit more well-endowed than Scar. A good bit, even.
And Alptraum is helping Arnfried with her own pull, then squeeze when he's completely in. There's the slight tingle of a worry in the back of her mind about this; she's bedding an Eeee. Then there's that thud, and the smell of lapi ... and she goes even more fuzzy-headed. She looks up at him as her muzzle parts. Her tongue snakes out and she encircles his flesh with it just before she draws as much as she can right into her muzzle and closes down around it. She's had ... practice doing this with Scar and Hexen lately, and discovered that in a small way it can help even compensate for blood in a pinch. So, like she suggested earlier ... she's riding the Eeee, and nursing on the bunny.
"Nothin' beats an Eeee tongue," Lud claims, and does move his hips carefully. He's clearly aware of Eeee teeth too. He also brushes her exposed cheek with his fingers, and and strokes the edges of her ear with his other hand.
Alptraum is aware of her own teeth too, and is quite careful. She uses her lips as padding and her tongue as the guide. And she nurses, rather well with tongue undulation; betraying it's probably not her first time. She even shifts her head a bit here and there until he can sink him in until her nose presses against his lower belly. Then it's just a mater of movement timing; drawing back from the buck means sinking down and clenching Arnfried. The draw off the Eeee means 'swallowing' lapi again until her nose lightly presses.
Arnfried is a bit like Hexen, in that he's pent up and apparently only has one speed. He's got more enthusiasm than patience, and doesn't last too long.. but also doesn't release all at once. He spurts a little with each subsequent thrust, but takes awhile to actually run dry. Lud is similar, but more of a tease about to try and get Alptraum to really suckle harder.
Alptraum's legs grip and pull Arnfried tight, letting him only move a little when he peaks. It's instinct, really, she probably doesn't even realize she's doing it; but she's making sure his release is quite deep. As for the lapi, she's holding his hips at this point and really suckling hard. Her nose remains pressed to his lower belly, and most of her work is now just tongue and suckle to encourage the lapi to release too, and deep as well so she has to, well, swallow. It's like Alptraum isn't even thinking anymore, and just running on instinct and desire.
The Lapi is feeding her soon after, making an odd noise that seems like a chuff he she milks him. Arnfried still jerks his hips a few times, and lies across Alptraum while panting.
Alptraum feels the lapi peak, and soon she's, well, swallowing as she continues to nurse, while shivering. She's also still holding his hips with her hands to make sure he doesn't pull away.
"Oh yeah, dat de besssst," the Lapi croons, while Arnfried barely moves beyond a few twitches at this point, his head on Alptraum's shoulder. "Unng," he moans. "Still.. gotta.. do.. the.. slits.."
Alptraum continues her lapi nursing until he's 'dry'. It's only then she starts to ease her muzzle off and uncoil her tongue. As she does so, at least now she smells mostly lapi and less barn funk. She's also blinking as she comes a bit more to her senses. The comment about slits help, and her ears fold back. "Dagh," she whispers. "Yah, uh, got anyt'ing to rinse me out down below to be safe I don't, erm. No little flappers."
"You're givin' milk," the Lapi notes again. "Can't get kindled if'n you're doing that. But I help.. just let Arn loose first."
Alptraum has to ease herself off ... and legs complain. "Ooof," she whimpers out as muscles tingle and ache some.
Arnfried falls over backwards trying to get to his feet. "Ow," he says. Lud immediately takes his place between Alptraum's legs.
"What are you doing?" Alptraum squeaks! as the lapi moves.
"I'll clean you out," Lud says, and then.. well, it's a squeeze, but at least Alptraum has been loosened up a bit.
Alptraum's eyes go big! The lapi is definitely larger than the skreek! It's a squeezing stretch, and she whines!
"Jus' hand on a bit," the Lapi urges, and undulates his hips rather than thrusting, so there a smooth, constant motion. It starts to feel really good soon enough, and the buck is intent on finding the rhythm that keeps the Eeee on the very edge. He kneads and massages her breasts as well, and starts nursing again.
It takes a few minutes and movement to find just the right position and angle, but when the lapi does ... wow does Alptraum moan. And arch. The kneeding and nursing only make that more intense, so she's soon hooking her legs around his to help him move.
The buck keeps her spilling over that peak for a bit before pulling back to the really really comfortable mode. She's vaguely aware of Arnfried moving around, and the acrid smell of alcohol. He's putting things behind her right wing, and moving her arm while the buck keeps her distracted.
Alptraum's only vaguely aware of Arnfield's movement. It's the smell of alcohol that catches her attention. and the cool touch. Then she's distracted again by the buck's movements. Her arms are limp, and easily move. It's only her legs and hips where muscles tense.
She catches a glimpse of what appears to be a broken knife: there's a handle, and a chip of what looks like chitin at first but may actually be black glass. The alcohol-chilled area of her wing is pretty numb when Arnfried makes the cut, and with everything else happening Alptraum barely notices.
There's a small squeak when the cut is made; it feels more like a pinch then a cut and brief! Which is ... well, numbness helps, but so does the lapi distraction; there's more ache from the stretch than the cut was! And she's enjoying that!
There's another pungent odor, but it smells more like the stuff Hexen's mother uses on his many cuts and scrapes. But then Lud moves a bit differently and sends Alptraum over the edge again. She barely notices when Arnfried has moved on to her left wing.
That movement makes the Eeee moan-cry out and arch; which does help keep the wings down! She's vaguely aware there's movement, and a touch on her other wing ... but then she's bearing down and pulling on the lapi instead.
Lud even bites her shoulder slightly. Which is scary given how big his teeth are. But he thrusts a lot harder at the same time, which mitigates the sensation a bit. Arnfried apparently isn't shaken by any of this.. at least his hands are steady.
That keeps the prone bat buried into the throes of that peak. She shiver-squirms and moans. At least her arms and wings are still limp! Which makes it easier for Arnfried to work. The rutting Eeee isn't even aware of the next cut being made at all.
Once the cutting is done and Arnfried has cleared things away, Lud goes all out as only a Lapi can and shaking Alptraum's entire body in the process!
And the bat has no awareness; she's lost in a weird haze of rut-lust. Her legs are locked around the buck and she's clenching and writhing! She sees spots! There's a real risk she might even pass out!
It goes on like this for some time, until the rabbit makes good on his promise to wash her out! Or at the very least overwhelm anything left by Arnfried. Then there's some actual stillness and a chance for everyone to catch their breath.
Alptraum is wheezing. By this point her eyes are wide ... and she's staring up at a barn ceiling. "Dagh," she squeaks out in a gasp. It's now she feels some soreness in her wings; and a lot more soreness down below. That bunny worked her over!
"Ludolf," the Lapi corrects. He's still working her breasts and licking her nipples clean.
"No, Dagh, as in de evil god .. eh," Alptraum whimpers out. She can barely move right now. Her breasts move though, they wobble nicely as they're licked, with her nipples standing at attention.
"Oh, you stopped?" Arnfried asks when he returns, this time with some small strips of leather, a bone needle and thread. "I have ta do the stitching still."
"I no sure I still alive," Alptraum whimpers rather melodramatically. That part about stitching ... maybe she didn't hear that?
"Ah.. yeah.." Lud says, and then starts moving his hips again. There's still lubrication, amazingly!
That makes Alptraum squeak! "Nono, you kin stop!"
The Lapi didn't seem to hear that though, and keeps going. But a bit slower and gentler, not wanting to cause a full on out of body experience this time, just keep the Eeee 'comfortably' euphoric.
Alptraum is grateful for that, at least. Things are nice, warm and fuzzy, and very smooth-gliding at this point. She also starts thinking about it, and feels a bit ashamed at being such a slut. Another thing she blames on her chest and her girly shape. Her body is built in all the ways to really make her, well, wanton.
It's hard to argue that that's a bad thing at the moment though. She's never felt the sort of pleasure she's been having since that first time on the river. When the stitching is done, however, the Lapi overdoes things again until Alptraum can't feel her legs.
The stitching was a bit itchy, but not agonizing. But when the lapi goes crazy again, she ends up whining, "Noooo!" before she is engulfed back into a haze of lust ... and when she does finally come to, she aches. Her legs barely want to move.
"Heh, sorry 'bout that," Lud says apologetically. "Yer the best Eeee lay I ever had though."
"I prolly the only Eeee you lay," Alptraum wheezes. She remembers his boast about all the village Eeee, and only half-believed it.
"Nah, I popular among the batty girls," Lud claims. "And de catty girls too. Rhians.. no luck yet. Workin' on it. I kin go another round though if'n you want? When's de next time you get t' be with someone like me after all?"
"No!" Alptraum squeaks, "Just .. no. I might die." She whimpers, loudly. Still, she is impressed at how good all of it felt. The best feeling was oddly the other Eeee, the fit was right. But the lapi ... a close second! "I haf to get home at some point."
"Oh, too bad," Lud sighs. "But thanks fer the romp! You come by anytime to ask fer me." He then pulls out finally, and things go back to their normal shape.
Alptraum glllrks! It's a really wet popping sound, and then she feels very ... empty! And sore. And tired.
Arnfried returns then, holding something with two leather cups, laces and leather cords. "Hold still," he tells Alptraum.
"Holding still is about all I can do," Alptraum admits. Her arms and legs feel like dead weight.
"I'll tie it on then," the boy says. "You'll get the hang of doing it yourself with a little practice." He pulls her up into a sitting position, and fits the cups in place. A leather cord is tied behind her neck, and the wider leather strap is threaded through the leather grommets in her wings. He has to hug her to his chest to tie it in the back. Then he lets her lie back down so he can adjust the laces between the cups. "Let me know if it's too tight.." he tells her as he makes adjustments.
Alptraum oofs as she sits up. There's also some wincing when the grommets are threaded through; that is tender. It's also close to her sides, so without close inspection they wouldn't ever be found. She also rests her chin on his shoulder as he ties (and as her feeling returns to her limbs!) Then she feels the cupping ... and she's going back Her face contorts into different odd looks as she settles. "No, not too tight, just ... enough that things aren't jiggling anymore," she says, slowly, as he adjusts.
He graps onto the leather and tries to move things around. It's very good at keeping things in place and somewhat compressed (although it does cause some bulging at the top).
And defined cleavage, but there's not much that can be done about that if the goal is to keep things from moving too much. "Y'know, I t'ink dis vill vork," she admits after more fiddling and adjustments. Granted it puts them more on 'display', but also supported and shouldn't be as much of a problem flying at least.
"Just gotta test for.. eh.. pop-out," Arnfried says. His method of doing this is to get between Alptraum's legs though so he can start thrusting into her again! This actually makes the soreness stop, as it still feels really good. An ideal fit. The motion causes the pushed up breast tissue to sort of slosh though.
Alptraum squeaks! "Hey, dat be dangerous, y'co ... ooooooo," she manages out when it goes back into feeling really good. Her chest does bob and heave some, and the upper part ripples ... but things seem to mostly be staying put!
The girl is seeing stars by the time the shakedown test comes to a shuddering conclusion. Arnfried mutters, "It held.." before.. well.. passing out on top of Alptraum.
Alptraum oof! And now she has a passed out Eeee on top of her! So, she struggles, and tries to roll him off, and if she does, pull him, well, out. She is going to spend hours in the river rinsing off, and out. And praying she didn't get knocked up! She's mortified she bedded an Eeee! That's risky!
Maybe the barrier Lud built up in there acted as a plug? But still.. it felt frighteningly good to bed another Eeee. But now she can hopefully go back to flying (albeit in a probably reduced costume) instead of operating the card booth, where she'll be exposed to more town Eeee.
Though given how much money she brought in, they might make her do the card booth more anyway. She was a draw, and as much as she grumbles, when she's dressed up, she is incredibly seductive and mysterious-looking. It's wobbly, but she manages to get up and find her clothing. Also dress ... but she leaves her underwear off for now. She might drip and she needs to clean. It's also this day she learns one of life's little lessons, what 'The Walk of Shame' actually means.
At least she doesn't have to walk far before she can take to the air.. with just some minor irritation. She'll have to have Hexen's mom check on things to make sure they don't get infected or tear (although the leather grommet seems likely to prevent the latter at least).
And other than the small irritation, the grommets don't affect flight all all. She tested that by doing some dip-dives to see if she had recovery problems. And as she does, she heads in the direction of the local washing ponds, because ... she really needs a bath. Several. Dozens! She feels so ... dirty. But probably not bad enough she wouldn't do it again given the chance, alas.