She answers you with a kiss that lingers on your lips. Her tongue explores your mouth and her hand caresses your face. She pulls back after a moment, her silver-blue eyes glittering with the firelight. "Yes," she says. "Tell me everything. But first, news for all of you. Hurley and I have been interrogating the locals as well as these merchants. We think we've might have found Torvek's lair. Hurley will scout it tonight and return, hopefully with word of where we can go next. Now... tell me how things went with the slimes."
Vi’lea happily returns the kiss and allows the invading tongue inside her mouth. She almost moans in protest when the other woman pulls away just moments later. To her embarrassment Vi’lea’s first thought after hearing Lyssa’s words is So Hurley won’t be here tonight to get in the way. But she manages to keep it from showing on her face and begins to tell the elf what happened since the group left the village. She makes sure to skip certain embarrassing details involving Silvan, Andreas, and the slime girls, but there’s no way to avoid telling what happened to Tila. When she finishes the story she takes a quick look around to make sure no one is paying any attention to their small group, and takes out the crystals. "Here, six captured slime girls just for you." She smiles and offers the crystals to the elf.
(OOC: Was actually going to pick that anyway.) Silvan had wrapped Tila in his cloak when they headed back to the town. He carried her small form as if she was a bride all the way. The curse of his kind was taking over a bit and he was fiercely protective of his little kitten. Without realizing it, he had slipped into Beast Tongue and continually assured Tila that he wasn't angry with her and that he would get her checked by Lyssa as soon as he could. When the entered the tavern, Silvan hurries over to the Elven woman. "Miss Lyssa, I need your help!" He quickly explains that happened to Tila, leaving the rest of the story to either Andreas or Vi'Lea.
"There was no sign of an ooze? I suppose it's possible there was not one present in the nest, though usually the slimes are mastered by a highly intelligent--" Whatever else Lyssa was about to say is interrupted by Silvan bringing Tila over to the table wrapped in his cloak. He quickly explains what has happened to her. Drawing interested glances from the other tables, Lyssa says, "Quickly. Up to my room. I will examine her there." You follow Lyssa up to her quarters and Silvan sets Tila down on the mattress. When he pulls back the cloak, it is immediately obvious that Tila's belly has grown another few centimeters. Even more pronounced is the swelling of her rather small breasts. They still are not quite so prominent as Lyssa or, god forbid, Winona's, but they have unmistakable grown. Despite her physical changes, Tila seems quite happy and smiles up at everyone surrounding her. "Oh my," says Lyssa, stroking Tila's swollen belly. "Slimes normally reproduce through devouring a human female entirely and using her lifeforce to create another slime. Tila is a monster, a fiend like the slimes, and one has impregnated her with its spawn."
Riekan almost roars in victory when he feels Pepper's soft lips on his, something he now understands that he wanted ever since she pointed her thunder gun at him back at her father's shop. He chuckles at the mention of what happened at the cave before the kiss continues, deeper. The swordsman tastes the teen's mouth, and he groans when she prevented their tongues to touch and again when she started stroking his hard cock. His mouth gapes when he sees Pepper slowly kneeling before him. "She's not going to...?" His question is answered when the teenage redhead asks for him to take out his cock, Riekan almost can't believe his ears. "Well, spitfire, your wish is an order." He grins before unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants. At last, his hard cock stands up proudly before Pepper's freckled, beautiful face, as if it was saluting her for her beauty and involuntary sexiness.
"Well, well," she says with a grin, "It's almost big enough for this overgrown body you have." She reaches her hand up to encircle your shaft. Her hand stops short. She pulls it away. "No," she says, taking in your almost giddiness at her kneeling before you, "this isn't punishment. This is what you want." She bites her lower lip as she considers what your punishment should be. Finally she says, "I'm not going to touch it, since you were so bad. I want you to touch it for me. Show me how it works. I've never seen one so close."
"I was afraid of that, but was hoping I was wrong. Is there anything you can do?" Vi'lea asks as she looks at the pregnant catgirl, worry evident on her face.
You're actually a little concerned by Lyssa's reaction. She seems almost... excited. She absently rubs Tila's quim and the cat girl begins to purr and thrust her hips. Lyssa withdraws her hand and Tila makes a plaintive, "Mao." "The slime has progressed too far to be eliminated by magic," she explains. "It may be born as early as dawn and until then she will become increasingly sexually aroused. But it should pose no danger to Tila and very little danger to us. Slime girls are quite small when they are born in this way. Although they can grow quickly. This is a great opportunity to study slime girls."
Riekan almost feels disappointed she wasn't going to do it, but he quickly replaces it with an excited grin, this could still turn out to be really hot. He then proceeds to wrap his hand around his shaft. "It isn't so difficult, you just have to wrap your hand around him and stroke while focusing on its tip." He demonstrates his words by lightly stroking himself before Pepper's face. After a few moments, Riekan begins to really get into it, effectively masturbating for her enjoyment. He stares down at the redhead's blue eyes, her enraptured face watching him and making him rub himself harder. The swordsman decides to take a chance at upping his game. "You can you help me, Pepper," He says in a hoarse voice. "Would you do me the honor of showing me your breasts?"
Silvan lets loose a few rather creative curses (Something about the slime being the "Rotted fetus of the dead god Cushalug and his she-bitch mistress" along with some other unkind things said in his people's tongue.) When his anger subsides for a moment, he glances at Lyssa and mutters "Sorry." Then in a more conversational tone "So no way of aborting the slime? And Tila should be ok once it is over?" He cursed again, knowing he would need to keep Tila entertained while her sexual urges grew. He swore silently that he would destroy the Goo if it ever crossed his path, one way or another, for what its spawn did to Tila. (OOC: Being isolationists, I figured the Fellgists have their own Gods and spirits, so I invented a "Dead" death god to go with it. The She-Bitch could be interpreted as some form of monster girl. Also slight edit because you guys beat me to the post...)
(OOC: Much like Duskford, I'll sneak in) Andreas nods. "I have to say I'm fascinated by that opportunity too. The more we study, the more we can protect ourselves." Andreas cringes. Fellgist mythology. Brutal stuff. "Silvan, look, I understand. But again, we can arm ourselves with knowledge, and Tila, honestly, seems fine despite this." He jostles around in his satchel. "And we can learn more about their composition from my samples anyway." His hand throbs. "Argh... anyone know where I can get a potion of healing or something before I get a severe infection? Riekan's apparently gone off with his girlfriend for hanky-panky, so I can't ask either of them." (OOC: hope you don't mind a human's interpretation, Fallen Saint, lol)
Vi'lea frowns a bit at Lyssa's words. "I understand you are excited, but don't forget the main problem. It's Torvek you should focus on. As for the slime that will be born... very little danger is still danger, so we need to be careful. I don't want you getting hurt because you got too excited. Can you prepare a crystal or something to trap her after she is born? Unless Silvan can somehow tame her and make her his pet, the way he did with Tila." The dark elf looks at the Fellgist questioningly.
Silvan's face contorts to a snarl and he bares his fangs at Andreas. "Study? She's laying here pregnant because I couldn't protect her and you want to study?" He starts to say more, but catches himself. He slams a fist into the wall and stares down at Tila. A tear falls from his eyes as they begin to water. "Sorry Andreas. I just.... I'm her Master dammit! I'm supposed to protect her in return for her service. And I've failed." He drops to his knees next to Tila and takes one of her small hands in his. The others can probably hear a soft sob every now and then from him. When Vi'Lea mentions taming the Slime, he cringes. "I can't speak slime. I can try, but its not a magic my tongue has learned. And I don't know if I am capable of having two monsters tamed at once. I'll not give up Tila so a slime can be studied."
"I understand." The dark elf assures Silvan. "I too wouldn’t want to risk the life of someone I care about just for some extra knowledge. As for taming her… well, if you can’t – you can’t and that’s it. It was just an idea, anyway." She pauses for a moment before turning to the elven woman. "I think it would be best if we move Tila to Silvan’s room and let him take care of her until it is time for her to give birth. Let them be alone for a bit. Don’t you think so too, Lyssa?"
Andreas becomes downcast, slightly guilty of being flippant. "No... no my friend, I'm sorry, Silvan, I don't mean to be uncaring. You did protect her, and she understands that I'm sure. I told her you were doing so as you fought the slime... We'll get through this." He agrees with Vi'lea to provide for some privacy to Silvan if he desires. He raises his hand as a good reason to leave.
Silvan looks up at Andreas again. "I'm sorry. I'm not myself right now. I... I'll explain later. Its part of being a Beast Tamer. Could you have some food brought to my room for Tila? I don't want anything. I just... I just need to protect her." With that, he scoops up his kitten and the cloak again and carries her to his room. The door can be heard closing a few moments later. Silvan carries Tila to his bed and puts her in it. "I'm so sorry Tila. I'll get stronger. Strong enough to tame more monsters so you never have to fight alone again. We'll be a pack and protect each other from the world. And maybe then I can keep you safe." Silvan then goes to the pack he had in his room and pulls out an old book, written long ago by one of the last Beast Tamers his village had. Most of the pages were missing, and several entries were either entirely gone or didn't have enough information to be useful. It was this book that helped him learn Beast Tongue. He flipped through and found an entry that looked promising. "Avian Tongue. The ability to speak to birds and flying monsters. If I had a flying monster today, it could have saved Tila. I'll be better prepared next time." He takes the book over and sits next to Tila, rubbing her tummy while studying the magic. He knew sooner or later she would be taken over by her sexual urges and he would have to be ready to satisfy her, but for now, he could prepare for his next encounter with a monster.
(OOC: Goodnight, Moonblack) "Of course, my friend." He heads to the bar to (hopefully) talk with Gert about some room service. He sees the distraught Silvan ascending the stairs slowly, his feet replaced with leaden weights. Hang in there. After relaying his request and seeing to its delivery, Andreas leaves the Horny Goat with a tip of his hat. His hand, now bandaged from his own handiwork, burns across the nonexistent nerves. Spots of browned blood seep through the gauze. He winces. At least slime apparently dries fast on clothes. Since the circus-- er, merchant caravan is in town, Andreas figures that by peddling through them, he might be able to barter something for a healing potion. His hand is in dire need of proper, magical treatment.
Pepper's full, pouting lips pinch into a worried line, but she begins to slowly unbutton the white blouse worn beneath her leathers. One by one you watch the buttons open as you work your hand on your cock. She wets her lips, watching you stroke yourself, watching the first drop of your glistening precum form at your tip. Her breasts appear gradually. Firm and small, like the halves of a citrus fruit, but perfectly formed with the tiny pale pink nipples. So pale they almost mach the creamy white of her titflesh. "Is this what you wanted?" asks Pepper, opening her blouse completely and shrugging it from her shoulders. She runs her hands beneath her breasts, lifting them slightly and pressing them together. The caressing of her fingers bends her little nipples. She bites her lower lip again, her attention flitting from your gaze and back to the swollen redness of your cock and the precum welling from its tip.
