Alptraum wakes up on his back, staring at the crystal display above. He also hears the soft patter of approaching Lapis. That probably isn't a good sign. But on the other hand, he's not glued to a ceiling waiting for his limbs to fall off. Still, he feels the unwelcome arousal, which means his current curse is still in play.
Alptraum rubs his face. And also surprised he's a guy. That is rare these days. After a moment of missing having breasts, he's worried about the incoming armada of them. So he looks upward to find a place to flap up to and roost out of their range!
The 'chandelier' of crystal looks melted and smooth, but the cavern walls and ceiling are not.
Alptraum tries to get up and wing up to part of the ceiling he can grab onto!
The rabbit brigade arrives while he's still searching. "Where is he?" "Up there, I hear flapping!" "Hey! Come down!" "We'll take good care of you!" "We know you're horny!"
Alptraum wraps his wings about himself. "There are no bats here! Just us wall fungus," he claims while trying to not look at them!
The Lapi does begin to whisper between themselves, and then Alptraum hears.. well.. making out sounds.
Alptraum ughs. They're trying to mess with him! Or at the very least get him to relax his feet. He holds out for a it, then he has to, well, peek.
One of the does has been designated as the sacrifice, apparently. The others are holding her up just below Alptraum, holding her arms and legs spread out. They're clearly working her up too, with paws and tongues and kissing. She's black with white tips on her ears, and is squirming a bit.
And of course seeing that makes his current curse ... worse. Things get throbby-achy! So, of course he tries shifting his feet around. Except he's hanging, not standing ... and after moving, now he's falling. At the doe.
It's not quite like a net, but since she's being suspended there's enough give to prevent too hard of an impact. She does made a surprised squeak though.
"Uh, hello," Alptraum says now that he's landed on top of the bunny, and the pyramid of bunnies. It's also getting hard to even think, given what he's smelling. The urge to get himself inside of someone is rather, ah, high.
"Oh, you came down!" the doe says with a bit grin. Then they're both lowered down the floor, which frees up the bunny's limbs to grab onto Alptraum. "Now come on in!"
Alptraum squeaks! And before he's even aware of it, he's very much 'in'. He can't help it. It's like an itch that has to be scratched ... by something squishy, warm, and slick. He's also biting her neck at about the same time.
The doe certainly isn't resisting the bite, and her hips are already moving as she tries to press Alptraum in even deeper with her thighs. And bunny thighs are very persuasive.
And Eeee legs and feet are strong, and grabbing on to help with that. It's like he's trying to get his entire bottom half inside her or somesuch. At least with the bite she can't tell him he should buy dinner first, right?
With the doe filling most of Alptraum's senses, he's only vaguely aware of other people arriving. And the bunny has one hand behind his head to make sure it's not coming up from her neck yet.
Alptraum doesn't care about anyone else being around. All that matters at the moment is him moving his hips and staying buried in very warm bunny. It's almost like the lust Gorphat's doe gets, only not quite as severe. He can at least somewhat think while his hips work! Plus, a meal is nice to have; it's been a while.
Lapi always taste the best too. Maybe because they don't eat meat? Or because of hormones. This doe doesn't seem to be very afraid, just excited. And there's an additional flavor when she peaks! But does are prone to doing that often, especially the ones in Hortense's harem.
Alptraum is pretty sure that any doe that stays around that cat has little fear; she's crazy. And soon he's peaking along with her as he feels himself twitch, then things, well, flow into bunny warmth. He drinks from her, she from him. Fair trade.
Of course, he's still aroused afterwards. "That looks like he emptied out," Hortense says from close by.
"Emptied out?" Alptraum asks once he finally pries his jaws off the doe, lips and teeth a bit bloody. He's not sure he's ever empty, but then he's never tried to be, either. He also looks for that crazy cat.
Hortense is kneeling nearby, dressed as.. a nurse? Well, the uniform is black and a big gothic looking, but is still clearly a nurse's uniform. "If you're not, we'll have to make sure you are," she claims.
"Why?" Alptraum asks, with narrowed eyes. He's certain her bedside manner is anything but kind. And then ... he tries to pull her into the group!
The cat lets out a surprised hiss as she's pulled into the pile. "Now now.. are you sure you want to do this?" she purrs.
"Take you? Yes," Alptraum says with a wide, toothy, grin. "Afraid to be with a guy since you send all your time with the bunnies?"
"Oh, who do you think trained them?" the cat asks.
Alptraum tries to pin the cat down and get himself up under that short skirt. He won't force it of course, so it's more just ... testing her.
"Oh, looks like you want me to take your temperature," Hortense purrs. The bunnies are certainly encouraging things by pinning down Hortense's limbs and pealing off her uniform.
"Oh no, temperature," Alptraum growls, and leans in to lick on her neck some too. Other than the lick as a warning, he suddenly bites down on her, too! And also tries to enter her like he did the bunny.
The bunnies seem to puppeteer their boss, moving her legs and hips and arms for her. And once Alptraum is firmly inside, they try doing the same to him!
Alptraum lets them! Apparently they want to help, so he wants to see what they do.
First off, they pinch his butt to make him go a bit harder. Is this their chance to rough up their mistress?
Alptraum takes the hint and starts to get rough with Hortense, on top of having bitten onto her neck and drinking from her. He also roughly gropes her chest, which gives him pangs of jealousy for not having breasts right now, but oh well!
Hortense laughs, since is probably how she likes things best. "Now.. don't drink enough to make me wobbly," she cautions. "Won't do to have my hands shaky."
Alptraum knows how much to drink, he's been with cats! Soon claws tend to get involved, and given he's studded, things do get a bit rough and grinding. It's longer than it was with the bunny, but soon Hortense ends up with her own filling of, er, bat goo, when he peaks again while growling into her neck.
There's a pat on Alptraum's back, and Hortense says, "Alright, time to let go of me. I have work to do."
Alptraum hmphs. He does release her neck, then promptly licks her nose before disconnecting himself from her. "Have fun once in a while," he mutters to her, too.
"Oh, I always have fun!" Hortense says, and then the bunnies are lifting Alptraum up and flipping him over onto his back! "Get him nice and clean," their feline mistress commands, and so several does go to work licking Alptraum's shaft clean.
Alptraum squeaks as he's flipped over! It's rather impressive they're strong enough to do that. He also might complain, but that licking is ... extremely distracting, and he's still as hard as a stone and twitching, too. Ugh. Gorphat and her jealousy!
Once things are clean enough, the bunnies switch to pinning down Alptraum's limbs, just before Hortense returns holding something that reminds Alptraum of the syringe Trilby used to administer the 'goo' that temporarily eased his condition. Only this one is connected to a rubber hose.
Alptraum's eyes go big and soon he's trying to get out from under all those bunnies pinning his limbs! "Uuuh, that thing looks bad. What are you doing with that?" he asks the cat warily.
"It's just a catheter," Hortense explains. "To prevent messes during the procedure." She then grabs Alptraum's recently cleaned up shaft, and says, "You can close your eyes if you like."
Alptraum finds there is no way he can close his eyes when someone is holding a scary-looking thing, and is grabbing him in a very sensitive place! And one that's still throbbing, too.
When Hortense begins to insert the catheter, it feels both disturbing and pleasant. Maybe because he has to twist it back and forth a bit to get it down deeper.
Alptraum makes a rather weird sort of face too as it goes in. He's kind of surprised it doesn't hurt, but mostly feel really weird. And suddenly he bets Yodhinala probably used these on people.
The black doe kneels behind Alptraum's head and begins to stroke his ears. "It isn't so bad now, is it?" she asks, her whiskers tickling his ear tips.
"Yes," Alptraum squeaks.
"Can we make it easier?" the doe asks, as a cream-with-black-spots colored doe comes in from the side and presses a breast against Alptraum's face.
"I'm not sure how," Alptraum admits. Hortense has a grip on the main distractor, and its own throbbing makes it hard to focus on anything else.
Finally, Hortense finishes. The catheter is deep in there, nearly the whole length! The other end of the tubing is connected to a familiar looking suction device. He can also smell alcohol, as a bottle is opened by the cat and a cloth is wetted.
"That feels disturbing," Alptraum admits, and looking at it, well, looks disturbing too. His nose twitches a bit at that alcohol smell. "Uh," he says, "You're not cutting things, are you?"
"Oh no, just a bit of disinfecting before the real work begins," Hortense says, and wipes down Alptraum from tip to base. It only burns a little, but it still burns.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow," Alptraum says over and over as things are scrubbed down there. It also gives him a good look at the regular bumps in his skin there, the 'gift implants' Tulani had paid to have put in Pierce. It certainly makes for an interesting ... er ... look.
At least it doesn't look bruised. "The stinging will pass," comes a new voice: Mordecai. The hairless Eeee is soon sitting cross-legged next to Alptraum's stomach, upon which he lays a tray of tattooing tools and materials.
Oh great, he's involved too! And worse, looking at the bared bat and his shaft twitches more. Even Mordecai is making Alptraum feel horny! That's disturbing too. "Just ... what are you intending to do?" he asks, worriedly. And a little voice in his head hopes he'll say 'make love to you'. Ugh! This curse will drive him nuts.
"I'm going to tattoo you, of course," Mordecai says. "The first of three, each one representing one of the Trinity."
"I'd rather you didn't," Alptraum admits. "So, let me go and we'll all just laugh about this silliness?"
"Don't fret, I tattooed myself after all," the artist says, and lifts of a clear bottle of glowing green fluid, which he shakes a bit before giving it a critical look.
Glowing fluid is rarely a good thing! Nicora has had her fair share of it, and her blood glows green now. "But what if I don't want to be tattooed?" he asks next, trying a different tact.
"You are the Barsunala," Mordecai notes. "When the Kindly Ones request something, I am beholden to them to carry it out. I would think you were too."
"Well, yes," Alptraum has to grudgingly admit to. In theory anyway, he's fairly sure he can resfuse something forcefully, but. Is it a hill to die on? Or in this case, dye on?
"Gorphat will be first," Mordecai says, and examines the shapes on Alptraum's shaft. "A Horrib larva, I think. That should fit and take up the available space."
"That won't be terribly attractive!" Alptraum points out, eyes wide as he looks between the other bat and his doomed bit. As for why her first ... well, she does have her claws on him right now. He'd like to not think about that, but ...
"Gorphat isn't really about being attractive," Mordecai points out, as he uses a regular paintbrush to sketch things out on the canvas. He leans to get to both sides. "Inala will care about that."
"No one is going to want to touch that if it looks like a horrib larva," Alptraum points out, wide-eyed as he watches things get 'sketched'. The stupid curse he's under won't let him soften either. Everyone around him is turning him on, including the one about to tattoo him. "Are you sure you can't just, uh, take me instead?" he asks, lamely.
"Work before pleasure," Mordecai says. The head is.. very black, since that's where the larvae have the most chitin. Once he's done with the outlines, the Eeee picks up one of the needle-brushes, and dips it in the black ink. "This might sting slightly," he says.
Alptraum suspects slightly is an understatement! Also, what did he mean about work before pleasure? Is the bat actually planning on taking him after? That makes everything even weirder and worse, somehow. He quickly distracts himself by biting onto a nearby bunny breast!
The bunny squeaks, and other bunnies press in to rub against Alptraum. Hortense begins to work the pump as well, which along with the sudden pain triggers an unexpected release. Which seems appropriate for Gorphat.
Mordecai uses one hand to hold Alptraum still while he works.
Owwwww, Alptraum thinks. Then has to wonder something ... why is he actually enjoying some of it? He's even trying to watch the work at times as pain lances around down there. It's definitely a Gorphat experience.
And it keeps happening. With each jab of the needles, he has a little peak. Which isn't so bad at first, but things begin to hurt after a bit.
Alptraum is squirming some at this point. It's a good thing that the bunnies are holding him down. "Ow," he whines every so often. Gorphat must really be mad at him, she's making him suffer a LOT lately. And if they intend to play with him after this ... that's gonna huuuuurt.
There are a lot of thin black lines, but eventually it comes time to do the 'head' of the larva. Mordecai switches to a much wider circular brush that must have hundreds of needles.
Alptraum seems to shrink down, though his eyes get bigger. "You can't be serious," he whimpers out, twitching. "You can stop, really..."
"Do you want an anesthetic?" Mordecai asks, just before he jabs the brush in.
"Bit late for that!" Alptraum squeaks, loudly!
"We don't have any anyway," Hortense purrs, keeping the suction going.. which also hurts a bit now!
Alptraum glares at Hortense. "You're enjoying this!" he hisses at her. "I can get revenge, you know!"
"Oooo, I can't wait!" Hortense claims catishly. Mordecai keeps working. "There may be some bruising by the time we're done, it can't be helped," he tells Alptraum. Also a bit late to do anything, at least without using the shadow.
Alptraum supposes he could use the shadow to remove the tattoo too, of course. So, for now he grits his teeth and just glares at the pair. That poor poked part won't be very usable for a while after this!
It isn't enough to make him cry out at least, but the combination of needles, suction and painful prostate spasms is leaving him a bit over-stimulated. But the black inking eventually stops! Only for Mordecai to open the bottle of glowing green ink.
Alptraum is panting like mad afterward, ears splayed and twitching too. "What exactly is that?" he wheezes as he eyes the glowing green. "Horrib larva don't glow. I've seen them intimately."
"This is just to make it clear that this tattoo belongs to Gorphat," Mordecai says. "Just to fill in between the lines."
"Between the lines?!" Alptraum squeaks! That's a very large area! More than the tip was!
At least the brush isn't as big, but the green ink causes Alptraum to release suddenly and almost violently. He just can't tell if the fluid is blood or not!
"Aaugh!" Alptraum cries out! He's nearly lifting up the bunnies holding him down at this point. His eyes about rolled into his head, too.
What follows is a near constant mix of pain, pleasure and unknown fluids. And glowing.
Also bunny boobs, but that's a given.
And all sorts of noises. And nursing on bunny nipples. And bunnies nursing on his bar'ed nipples (which also feels nice at least). And a whole lot of off sensations, squirming, and wondering why he's let his life become this bizarre.
Time seems to crawl, and everything has a green tinge to it.. but eventually the needle pain stops. Now there just the throbbing, and probably bleeding. And the catheter.
"Ow," Alptraum squeaks once the poking has finally subsided. He blinks away watering eyes and with trepidation, lifts his head to look down at his poor punished part.
It's.. glowing. The outline of the larva is still there, but some of the black areas are tingled purple where bruising has begun. It looks like the larva is drinking through a straw because of the catheter line.
The glow is also pulsing.
"That's ... really disturbing. Who would ever want to have that inside them?" Alptraum whimpers.
The alcohol wipe comes next, which is a whole other level of stinging pain. And that's before the catheter is removed.
Alptraum's entire body goes tense. His toes splay. His teeth grit. And he makes an extremely high-pitched squeak.
The does wince and the squeak, but now the process is finished and Alptraum has very clearly been branded by Gorphat.
Alptraum eventually goes limp and lays back, wheezing. He hurts, things throb, and the room has a weird greenish glow in it centered on his poor crotch. He's ... not sure what to do now, frankly. And did he say two more were coming? So that means he can simply not have the tattoo at times. Maybe?
"That wasn't so bad now, was it?" Mordecai says. "I think it came out nicely."
"That was painful," Alptraum says, "And now I look horrific down there."
"Horrific?" Mordecai asks. "Really?"
Alptraum sits up again to look down at his bit. "Do you know any woman who would want that in them?" he asks.
"Yodhgorphat I presume," Mordecai says. "And it needn't just be women."
"It's not that bad," the black bunny claims. Hortense just asks, "Is there any of that glowing stuff left?"
"Well, I know you might. But, er, you usually tend to be the one inside someone as I recall," Alptraum says, looking more and more embarrassed.
"It's just green ink now," Mordecai tells the cat. "The blessing is gone now that it's been transferred to Alptraum."
Mordecai packs up his equipment, and then bites Alptraum's neck.
"I'll gladly give the blessing to you, Hortense," Alptraum claims, then ends up squeaking and tensing up when the bald bat bites him. He ends up reaching up and cradling his head with a hand while he's bitten. His other hand, er, ends up caressing him and fondling a bit.
Mordecai is drinking pretty deep. But does release Alptraum's neck long enough for the bunnies to rush in and flip him over again!
Alptraum is a little light headed from being bitten so that he goes over easily enough! When he realizes probably why, it's a bit of an 'ut oh' moment. Also excitement, due to a weird mix of desires from other times with the strange bat in different forms.
At least he's got a cushion of bunnies underneath him. Then he's being bitten again! And.. well.. penetrated.
Alptraum's eyes go big again and he grunts! Honestly, he's not sure he could do any penetrating given how much things hurt down there at the moment. And this isn't new for him at this point. So once he's past the initial shock, and embarrassment, he starts to enjoy it. Which becomes apparent on his face as the shock fates to a pleased sort of smile.
You'd think that the blood loss from the other vampire drinking from him would at least calm Alptraum's arousal, but all it does is make him light-headed. Mordecai is methodical, of course. He knows how to get Eeee bodies to react as he wants them to, like playing an instrument. One of the bunnies under him starts to suckle on him as well, despite the soreness.
And it's enjoyable. He doesn't want to admit it, but he's enjoying, and eventually the sounds he makes makes that rather clear. Much gasping and moaning. Having the bunnies also doing things to him makes for a torrent of weird sensations going on. Plus, he's surprised they would touch that weird glowing bit, much less lick it. Who knows what Gorphat has blessed him with?
The ink probably doesn't have a flavor. There may be other effects though from the blessing, but the bunnies aren't known for backing down from challenges.
Alptraum is probably more worried about the ink effects than they are. Right now, though, he's not so much worrying as just really enjoying it. And that feeling of being very attracted to Mordecai is rather strong right now. Those two have a ... complicated relationship, after all. He's actually pushing back against the albino bat when he pushes in, helping.
Throughout it all, Mordecai is still drinking Alptraum's blood, which both enhances things and makes his vision begin to darken. Still, when Mordecai peaks, Alptraum feels a bit more alert!
Alptraum arches when that occurs and groans out. That feels far better than it ought to, that's for sure. He even mutters, "Thank you." from how good the sensation actually felt. Ugh, his life is just one embarrassment after another! His eyes also blink, trying to reverse the darkening.
The darkening continues though, as consciousness begins to wane for Alptraum. He only has a few more moments of it at this rate.
"We should do this again sometime," Alptraum stupidly says just before his consciousness collapses. Why the hell would he say that?!? Must be blood loss.
"Twice more.." is the last thing Alptraum hears. When he eventually swims back to consciousness, he finds himself in a very different place. And instead of bunnies, he's surrounded by Eeee and Skreek women, all illuminated by a green glow and looking down at him with concern. There's also the buzz of Horribs, the smell of... well... nasty things, and the woman looking down at him clearly have some ailments.
Alptraum blinks. A lot. And then up and around. His ears wilt a bit. Things are still throbbing down below, and aching, and being around women is making that worse. "Uh, hello," he says a bit lamely. "I think Gorphat sent me to you. I'm not sure why, but ..." He gestures at his crotch. "She blessed me for a purpose ... probably."
Despite the somewhat homely appearances of the women, Alptraum's libido seems to be higher than it was before with the bunnies. "What kind o' purpose?" the cross-eyed Skreek girl asks. "Is it because we're all, like.. synced up?"
"What do you mean 'synced up'?" Alptraum has to ask, sounding a bit confused. Also hard to focus.
"Our lady-times," an Eeee girl explains. "Gotta be a miracle, cuz why would we match up with Skreeks?"
"You're all having periods right now?" Alptraum asks as he tries to translate what they mean by lady-times. "And I think it's normal for most women regardless of species to 'sync' up on such things. No idea why."
"Real bad cramps," another Skreek pipes up in a raspy voice. "Can't sleep, gotta waddle. You gonna fix it wi' yer wonder willy?"
"I, er, guess? I'm not sure why I'm here?" Alptraum admits, and looks a bit worried. It's not like for Gorphat to try and do pleasurable things. "So, uhm, who wants to go first ...?"
"Who do you want?" an Eeee girl asks. "Got a preference?" She's more asymmetric than typical, with mismatched breasts to the point where she looks like she only has one.
"Not really? I'm not that judging?" Alptraum admits. Which is rather true! He's bedded Gorphat after all! It's not like he's easily repulsed. "Do you wish to, ah, start?" he asks her and extends a hand to her.
"Alright!" the Eeee says, and has some missing teeth in her smile. "Do I just climb on?"
Alptraum laughs and pulls her down to him, then. "Yep. Have you never done this before?" he asks, though he frets on what this is going to feel like!
"Well, I was paired with a bargorphat candidate guy until I squeezed out my Horrib guardian, Percy," she says. "I don't remember a lot about that. I don't know that this helps cramps, or if it's gonna make 'em worse, because Gorphat is ineffable." She tries to get into position.
Alptraum nods. "I don't know either. She's not one that takes away pain, usually," Alptraum admits as he helps her get into position. He looks at his glowing bit worriedly, and bites his lower lip as he lines her up. Then he eases her down onto him while his hips push him up into her slowly. Careful to see how it feels.
It's squishy in a different way than he's used to, and the smell of blood is very strong. There's stickiness as well.
Alptraum winces a bit at the odd sensation, but at least it's not hurting! So, he's careful until she's fully sitting on him and he's completely inside her. "How are you feeling?" he inquires. The sticky and blood is not unknown to him, after all.
"Better?" the Eeee guesses. "Less tickly, but maybe the maggots are shedding," she adds.
"Maggots?" Alptraum asks, ears going up!
"It ain't very clean 'round here," a Skreek notes. "Lots o' flies."
"You can clean yourself, you know," Alptraum points out. And now he tries to get her to bob upon him, while he rolls his hips slowly.
There's tugging on him, and it's not from the girl's muscles.. but suction from an air-tight seal. But she's eager enough to bounce up and down! "How long d'you think it'll take?" an antsy Skreek asks. Hopefully not because she has ants.
"No idea," Alptraum admits. The odd suction is different, but it obviously doesn't hurt her, at least! Or him. So he focuses on his movement, and helps her bend a bit so that pleasurable parts rub better.
Pretty soon the girl is very into things, and making pleased sounds. This makes the other girls move in closer. It's alright for Alptraum, but the occasional tiny wiggling sensation makes it weird. And then the girl lets out a high-pitched squeak before going a bit limp. "Dat helped, I think," she says.
Alptraum, though, didn't peak, surprisingly. It felt good, but it wasn't long enough, and the worries of the weird caused him to, well, not this time. He lets her rest a bit ,then carefully tries to ease her off him to see what state he is in when he pulls out of her. Is Gorphat transferring things to him?
It's messy, but the glow isn't quite obscured. At least for the moment he gets to see it clearly before a Skreek throws herself on top of him. "Dere might be some biting," she says apologetically. "Err, not from me though."
"Biting?" Alptraum asks, alarmed, as his flesh suddenly disappears into the skreek. He swallows a bit and bites his lower lip for a moment. And while worrying about what could possibly bite, he starts to try and roll his hips again.
It's a little smoother this time, and the Skreek girl is.. well Skreeky when it comes to sex. There's no mention of maggots at least, but the remark about biting is always there in the back of Alptraum's mind. Maybe she has lice? If they're common enough that Crabs got his name from them, it could be the case.
Alptraum hopes that is the case! He could use the shadow to remove them by absorbing them after all. So, it's not a major 'problem' to deal with, unless Gorphat wants him to be infected with them. Which ... ugh! Hopefully not!
It would be the sort of thing Gorphat might try to 'spoil' him for Inala. The Skreek is boisterous enough to make very loud squelchy noises though, which make it hard to think about all of the possibilities.
Alptraum mmpghs. Her actions and movements are making him build up more this time, but still not to any sort of peak, either. It sort of plateau's out at a point, though and goes no further. At least he isn't thinking about what she might have, though!
There is some.. well, not biting but scratchy sensations before the rat is finished. Two down.. a dozen or so to go. Alptraum's probably going to be a bit sore.. well, more sore, before the end. At least the pain from the tattoo itself hasn't gotten worse.
Alptraum shudders, but no major explosion from that. And when the rat draws off, he curls to try and look down there why he's, well ... itching. Is Gorphat really trying to give him a bunch of, well, STDs? He also rubs his face, worriedly.
He doesn't see anything, but he can hear movement. The next Eeee doesn't introduce herself, and seems to know what she's doing. She's very thin and fragile looking, but doesn't move like she is. "Can you smack my butt?" she asks.
"I can, but ... why?" Alptraum ends up asking, looking confused and one ear splayed to the side. And so, in fact he does smack her butt, each time she bobs and rolls. He'll need to use the shadow later to deal with that ... movement, it seems.
She doesn't make any odd noises from the smacking, and is quiet throughout other than the usual wet noises. She doesn't even indicate when she's finished, beyond just relaxing.
At least there aren't any apparently fauna involved.
"Are you actually done?" Alptraum ends up asking. He looks really confused.
"Mmm-hmmm," the girl goes, a bit shyly. Her fur is light enough to show her blush.
"You could be more expressive," Alptraum admits. "It was hard to tell." Then he's helping her off.
"She doesn't talk much," the next girl says. Another Skreek, but more timid than the last. "Can I be on the bottom?" she asks.
"Of course?" Alptraum offers. He helps her get onto him, then it's just a matter of, well, rolling over. And then it's up to him to control the movement, and so he ... does stuff to try and find out what kinds of movements she enjoys.
Despite her timidity, this one is loud. And swears like a sailor when excited apparently. It's slightly more fun, otherwise, and she lasts longer which is nice.. even though Alptraum still isn't able to peak. She also scratches at his back.
Alptraum is now befuddled as to why he hasn't peaked once. But granted look at who he's inside. And did that tattoo somehow make him unable to peak? Is that part of her 'blessing' on him through that horrifying tattoo? But at least how active the Skreek is makes it easy to not think too much about it!
Eventually the girl stops squirming, and the next one is an Eeee, who also wants to be on the bottom.. on her hands and knees. "I've only ever had it up me bum before comin' here," she admits. Her thighs are wet, but only because she has a very strong flow.
"Well, I can do your bum too if you want," Alptraum offers just before he pushes into the area that is definitely not her backside. And ... then he starts thrusting.
This girl is a bit more experienced (and probably has calluses on her knees). From this position, he can't help but feel like he's scooping her out. "Dis is alright too," the Eeee girl says. "But if'n yer up for it afterwards.."
Alptraum keeps this way up first, trying to make her cry out and shudder like the other ones. He's not going to switch to her 'usual' route until she does, of course. He's here to help with that flow, after all. That's the theory anyway.
This one.. barks. Which is odd for an Eeee. And she howls when she's peaked. Maybe she was raised by Karnors?
It would also explain her preference for this position. And as promised, he pulls out of that passage, and hopefully slickened enough that he can now just push right into her bum.
It can't be any messier at least. And she's.. not tight. But she's a lot more active in pushing back. Nobody seems to be put off by the barking, either, so it may be that nothing surprising these women.
Well, the not tight bit betrays she's probably done that a lot, and even he knows it can be enjoyable in a different way. So, he pushes as she does, and really goes at her to see if she actually peaks again just from this. The barking ... it's kind of hard to not laugh when she does, though. Somehow, he manages. Probably from the distractions of the sensation.
This time things feel a lot nicer for him, and the girl's butt glows a bit. But still not quite enough to get him to peak, but if does make him feel just on the edge of exploding until the girl howls again.. and wags her butt.
Aand ... that ends the sensation and urge to peak. "Uh, did you live with Karnors, or were, erm, a pet?" he finally asks. So many unanswered questions here as he pulls out. And wipes off.
"Huh?" the girl asks, looking over her shoulder. Yes, there's some drool. "Whadya mean?"
"You're acting weird. Where did you grow up?" Alptraum asks.
"Streets Below, o'course," the Eeee girl replies. "I don't act weird. Pholia acts weird."
"You act like a Karnor," Alptraum points out. "Who is Pholia?"
"I'm Pholia," one of the bigger Eeee girls notes. Her voice is pretty deep for an Eeee.
"What's a Karnor?" the girl on her knees asks.
"Dog," Alptraum simplifies.
Alptraum also peers at Pholia. Is that really a girl?
"Wassa dog?" is the followup question. Pholia does have breasts, certainly, and apparently is able to menstruate. She looks curvy, but not in a particularly feminine way. Maybe she has a Sylvanian parent and things went a bit sideways.
" ... Nevermind," she tells the girl. He sits back, asks, "Who's next?"
"Me," Pholia says, muscling the others aside. "Be gentle, I'm very delicate."
"Uh, right. Top or bottom?" Alptraum asks.
"Oh.. I better on bottom so.. there aren't any accidents," the big girl says. She's nearly as tall as Alptraum, who normally towers over Babelite girls.
"What? I'm still bigger than you," Alptraum points out, then pats the floor for her to lay down.
It takes the woman a moment to get settled. Maybe she has a hormone disorder? At least her breasts have some meat to them, along with all of the rest of her.
And Alptraum rolls on top of her. She's probably not used to a guy bigger than she is. And without asking, he tries to push into her. She kind of reminds him of a Yodhrephath.
She has to spread her knees a bit for it to work. But once things get going, it's nice since she's a bit less 'used' and her flow is a lot lighter than the other girls so far. It's not clear yet what is 'weird' about her though.
Alptraum wells, the lighter flow is indicative of a hormone issue. Still, so far it's pretty normal, so he tries to work her up to a peak. He's given up on having his own right now!
Once she starts to breath more heavily, Pholia's cheeks inflate and then she blows it out in a sort of.. whinny. She sounds a bit like Willow, in fact.
Oooo-kay, is she part Rhian? He wasn't expecting that! But at least it's a sound he's used to! It's not totally weird, at least. He's pretty sure Eeee can't interbreed with a bat, but...
She's clearly not part Rhian. It may just the way we she pants due to big lungs. Although she does move her legs like she's galloping a bit. She's even foaming a bit at the lips.
Alptraum tries to not think too much about that. It's .. he doesn't need to go insane today. So, he focuses on making her pop instead.
It takes longer than any of the others so far. She needs some extra stimulation of her breasts, but at least doesn't ask for a riding crop. She she does peak, it's a pretty powerful spasm and a loud whinny. Her legs come together and squeeze Alptraum.
And that makes Alptraum squeak! It's a good thing he's Sylvanian! That might kill a regular Babelite Eeee, egad. He just pats on her until she relaxes ... and hopes nothing breaks in the meantime.
Relaxing takes some time, but her legs eventually stop squeezing Alptraum. "You survived," she notes to Alptraum. "Come see me again sometime?"
"Uh, maybe. I have lots to do," Alptraum waffles. "And of course I survived. I'm durable." He carefully extracts himself, too, and checks that bit for damage.
The glow is still a healthy green, and nothing looks out of shape. Pholia pats Alptraum, and makes way for the next girl. A Skreek! And a surprisingly pretty one, somehow. It's just her eyes that are cloudy. She reaches up and feels Alptraum's face with cold fingers. Even trying to get them into his mouth. "I can see the glow," she says.
Alptraum lets her prod in his mouth. He waits until she's done before he asks her, "Blind?" He also eases her into his lap, putting her on top this time.
"No! Just can't.. see good," she claims. "I got good whiskers, so I don't bump inta stuff. Stick your tongue out please."
Alptraum goes bleh, and sticks his tongue out. He also wonders if he could fix her eyes.
She feels his tongue, and oos at the length and how it can curl around her fingers. Then she feels the rest of Alptraum, ooing again at his shoulders before grabbing and feeling his glow-worm. "It feels tingly!" she declares. It may not just be an issue with her sight, but possibly some sort of kinesthesia as well.
Alptraum is patient and lets her explore however she wants to. "Your senses are a bit weird, but you seem to do okay. Do you want me to try and fix them ... or leave it alone," he asks.
"If you fix 'em I can't be a Yodhmabb though and I'll starve to death!" the girl yipes. "I can feel stuff nobody else can, like.. I can smell where people are hurting."
"Then I should leave them be, though I can tell you they wouldn't get rid of you regardless," Alptraum says. He's now trying to get her into position to, well, go into her.
"It will be hard to taste you because of my period," she laments, and spreads out.. everything. Arms and legs both.
Alptraum doesn't want to think of tasting things like that. But, he pushes into her body anyway, and tries to not think about that.
She doesn't lick him with her parts. But she looks like she's trying to. It makes her movements a bit weird, even though they're no different from typical sex moves. And she makes clicking sounds with her mouth. Maybe she's trying to hear the echoes?
He really tries to ignore it and not think about it. Instead he tries to just use usual motions and adjust if certain things she seems to like better than others. Hopefully it won't be too difficult, but not knowing how she senses, well...
She does a lot of things with her tongue, wagging it and flopping it in and out of her mouth, while not moving her hands or legs at all. She doesn't make deliberate noises though, really.
Alptraum tries to not watch the tongue. Ugh, that is really disturbing. Why is she doing that? At one point he just grabs the tongue and squeezes it.
"Don't worry, she isn't having a fit," one of the others says, but when Alptraum squeezes her tongue she arches her back and grabs onto him, her eyes rolling back. "Oh.. yeah she does that too."
So, he squeezes and pulls on her tongue while doing his ... other stuff too. Everyone here is crazy.
This makes the rat twitch and squirm and grab and moan. It's not clear if she's doing so orgasmically or just spasticly though. It's a weird reflex, and brings to question what would happen if she ever accidentally bit her own tongue.
Alptraum doesn't try biting the tongue. That gets a bit too weird even for him. So, he just keeps trying things as well as trying to use the shadow to judge if she does actually peak or not. Otherwise, how would he know?
Even with the shadow it's hard to tell, due to how her senses seem to be crosswired. Her muscles seem to match with a peak though. It just may be that random stuff has weird effects.
When Alptraum thinks she actually peaks, he eases off. "Did ... did that work?" he asks once she calms down.
It takes some time before she can talk. "What? Huh?" the rat asks.
"Did that work?" Alptraum repeats, worriedly, while also drawing back out to check himself over again.
"Uhhhhhhh... which time?" the girl asks, flexing her fingers and toes. "There were a lot.."
"Oh, well, I wasn't sure. I ... hope it helped you feel better," Alptraum says, lamely.
"Yeah.. yeah.. colors are fun," the Skreek mutters nonsensically. "She'll be back to.. err.. normal.. in an hour or so," one of the Eeee says.
"For varying degrees of normal," Alptraum mutters. He looks around, then asks, "Who's next ...?"
"Me please," says an Eeee with a somewhat pained expression and and a hand on her lower abdomen. "Top, bottom, I don't care."
"Top then, probably less painful than me putting pressure on you," Alptraum suggests and lays back. He gestures to his ridiculous-looking green 'pole'.
"You'll need to help me," she says, as she struggles just to kneel.
And so Alptraum tries to help her basically sit down on him, without injuring her, or himself. Which is not easy to do, but at least an Eeee is light.
She's a bit bony to be honest, but immediately clamps down on him. And not in any rhythm, it seems to be random but intense.
Alptraum knows what this is, ouch! He's had it when being a her, so knows how bad it is. So, he's slow and careful in movements, trying to make it enjoyable in spite of that, and maybe get the spasms to subside.
It does mean he can't go very fast, since the brakes could be applied at any time. But she does seem to do better the longer Alptraum tries. At least things are less chaotic.
And so slow and steady it is, and how Alptraum works her. He's still trying to get her to peak of course, and at least it isn't hurting him. Hopefully he will make it through this unscathed.
The woman still grunts in pain occasionally, but soon her breathing is more controlled and relaxed. Then she starts to move her hips.
Alptraum doesn't push it, he lets her set the pace, and doesn't try to force her to peak. Hopefully it will get pleasurable enough she does ... before he passes out.
It's not bad going slow, but it puts more strain on Alptraum's back. But eventually the woman takes over most of it, grinding her hips until her cramps have settled enough for her to go faster, working her way to her peak.
Well, there's something to be said to be able to rest and let the woman finish out. It's not like he's building to anything, which is downright aggravating. Alptraum is wondering if that ink killed his nerves now.
He still feels all of it, he's just being blocked from finishing. Given what he's apparently supposed to do here, that may or may not be for the best. Eventually his partner's cramps ease and she reaches her peak with a shudder.
Alptraum breathes out. He lets her just rest on him and get off when she feels able to. He's also really debating why he likes Gorphat at this point, and of he could just enforce his own will over the shadow that he's been letting her control.
A Skreek takes over next. She's missing her left arm, but is pretty good with her right, digging into the white scar blaze on Alptraum's chest and immediately pumping her hips. She doesn't make any weird cross-species noises though, just Skreek ones.
That makes the skreek practically normal! Which is weird for this place. Still, he's rolling his hips too, and since she's normal, tries to see how close he can get to peaking, and if he can somehow make it happen.
This time he gets to where it should happen, but goes past it into over-stimulation. The key pumping muscles just feel sore as a result. "You alright?" the Skreek asks. "Face looks strained.."
"Just trying something, and failing, sorry," Alptraum wheezes. And so, he backs off. He still doesn't quite understand what Gorphat is doing here. Is he really just helping them?
He does feel, well, backed up. The Skreek goes fast and hard to reach her peak... and maybe goes a little bit past that. But there's still a line.
This is making things just feel painful, sore, and full. So even without women around, would he still be, well, looking aroused? He might, ugh. He's panting now when she finishes, and he raises his arm and asks weakly, "Who's next?"
Girl after girl, each with some weird tick or cough or oozing orifice and wanting some different position, Alptraum doesn't flag. His lower back is burning and his butt is nearly numb by the end to the point he needs some help standing up afterwards. He feels ready to burst, but he's still there so Gorphat must not be done with him. He also really, really needs a good scrubbing, as he lower body is covered in so much gore it looks like someone tried to disembowel him.
Alptraum ughs as he limps around the room in circles to get muscles to work again and complain a little less. He's moving rather stiffly, alas, and of course with something sticking straight out and green. He does not feel good, at all.
As he circles, he feels a tug when facing a certain direction.
Alptraum blinks. What in Dagh's name is that. So in a sort of shuffling limp, he tries to, well, go in that direction.
It takes him out of the dormitory and into the main temple, where the Yodhrinala immediately come up to him and asks if he's injured.
"No? I just felt pulled in this direction," Alptraum says, confused. "I don't know why."
"Outside?" the Yodh asks him. "Towards the tents?" This does seem to be the direction his 'compass' is pointing.
"Yes, seems to be," Alptraum admits, and even naked, he starts in that direction. He's too tired to feel embarrassed.
People certainly get out of his way, since he looks like a stabbing victim. Eventually his feet drag him into a familiar, large tent. In the center of it towers Blarf.
"Oh, hey, it's the giant monster thing," Alptraum says as he looks up at it. He's not sure why he's in here, though, and keeps following that tugging sensation. Hopefully he'll at least get cleaned off in here!
Blarf greets Alptraum with a sort of flatulent sound, before the tentacles wrap around the bat and lift him up towards the plant-animal-thing's maw. And this came out of Nicora back when she could still walk.
Alptraum squeaks! He did not think he would get swallowed! And that thing came out small! It has just grown ... A LOT. "Hey, I'm not food!" he complains.
Still, in he goes! The mouth is full of squirmy tendrils like tongues as they lick Alptraum clean. There's even some warm liquid. It's probably saliva but it doesn't stink at least.
That's a small mercy! Hopefully it will deal with that weird scratchiness and movement too. So, the bat calms down a bit and just lets the blob do it's blobby thing.
Then, perhaps unsurprisingly, a muscular tube attaches itself, although the glow still faintly shows through it. And it suckles.
That makes his hears shoot up! "Uuuuuuh," the bat squeaks, and twitches. Is that thing seriously going to work, or ... just make things worse? It's not like he can detach it now!
It does draw something out! Instead of a single burst, it's a slow, constant flow that feels.. really really good, after all the frustration.
Alptraum's eyes sort of cross and he goes 'bluh'. That is a seriously odd sensation that makes ... no sense. And makes him wonder how much is in there.
It could be just a few drops at a time, but it feels like a constant, prolonged release. It's comfortable, but not anything like Inala would do, which is probably the point.
But at least it's not painful, which means it's not entirely Gorphat, either. It's just strange, but it allows him to relax a bit and let muscles calm down too. Aaah.
Well, eventually the well runs dry, but the suction doesn't. So it does start to get painful, but not as bad as he was already feeling before being dropped into Blarf's mouth.
"Uh, hey, you don't need to keep doing that," Alptraum says as he nudges the monster to try and get it to let go. Why is it still sucking? Or is this just the painful part?
The suckling does stop, and Alptraum is left.. limp. Finally! The tattoo looks a bit different now, through the saliva.
Alptraum whews! Relief! So, he goes down there and tries to clear off the saliva and see what it looks like.
It isn't split open or anything. But the glow is fading - maybe it depends on blood pressure? It feels almost alien with the arousal finally gone.
So ... is he finally free of the arousal curse, then? Was this Gorphat's punishment finally sated? There's hope, but .... who knows? Only time will tell, alas. And so he tries to get out of the weird monster.
Getting out is.. not easy. The walls are slippery and squirmy, and the more he tries the deeper he seems to sink.
There's a bit of comical flailing going on, with the occasional head popping up briefly from the mouth ... and then disappearing down into it. It's a bit like watching some poor Eeee getting eaten by a gigantic monster. And of course no one is helping, or even concerned. Such is hit lot in life. Why in Dagh's name is he helping the Goddesses again?