@unisol_gr44 @moonblack Juanita raised an eyebrow at the comments. "If you have that much problem, with keeping your hands to yourself you should have stayed... and there was no orgy." the blond said as she walked up to them. "The rude orc, first invited me, only to slam the door to slam the door into my face. I don't know how you can tolerate such a buffoon as a companion." She turned to look at the sculpture, her hands crossed under her bust. "As for the sculpture... Well, it used to be a living being, before she was changed into rock..."
“Really? How did that happen? I've never heard of such a spell...” Celine asked, curious what the story behind the statue was.
'Oh, that's kind of my fault too,' Alyndra admitted, 'He didn't ask us about any orgies first, and he might not be my boyfriend, but I made him promise to keep his philandering in check while we are travelling together.' 'Hmm, so that's why it's so life-like,' the redhead nodded, 'Is there a way to change her back?'
"Bah." The little goblin groaned, thinking, threats, threats, threats. He's already lost count of all the times she said she'll kill him, yet, here they were, sleeping next to each other. Better yet, she was drinking herself drunk. And the moment she passed out, Gih takes the chance to lick her body all over. Making sure his aphrodisiac would keep her on edge, even after she wome up. This should show her, gihihi, maybe she'll even beg again. Giggling to himself as his own thoughts aroused him, Gih begins to rub his precum all over her crotch as well.
@asddas193 @Auraicide Catherine's slowly starts dreaming of an erotic scene, where she is gently caressed by her lover, his warm hand over her crotch, her body started burning with desire. She awoke with a loud moan, her body indeed hot with need - after a moment she realised that her goblin companion was responsible for this...
@unisol_gr44 @moonblack "Because it is no normal magic that caused this." Juanita said as she looked at the statue. "That woman was a wicked priestess, who used her power to harm others. One day, she was faced with heroes, and called upon divine powers to smite them... but the goddess dissatisfied with the action of priestess turned her into stone." She paused and turned to face the bounty hunters. "But make no mistake - she is not dead. She is very much alive, feeling and seeing... and unable to do anything..."
Catherine idly touched herself in her sleep, lightly, but mostly too slumped over in a alcohol induced sleep to take notice. The rain fall at least kept her somewhat wet and didn’t risk accidentally burning the small shelter in her sleep, due to the constant dousing of her skin. The bundle of sticks she tied together didn’t protect the best, but her mermaid nature came in handy, meaning she had little to worry about from hypothermia or exposure to the elements. So she more or less carried on with her sleep, like nothing had happened, not really being conscious to see her bigger body press so tightly against the little goblin in the limited space they shared.
“I see...” Celine looked at the statue again “So that's why it's so realistic. And no wonder I couldn't figure out the enchantment – divine powers are not something I am familiar with...” She looked at Juanita again. “I take it there's no way to free her, unless the goddess responsible allows it? So we don't need to worry about her getting free and resuming her wicked ways?”
'She's ... alive?' Alyndra gulped, 'No matter how wicked she was, that's too cruel a punishment. She'd be better off dead than trapped forever and turning insane.' 'Well ... it's getting late,' Alyndra said, 'I'll leave you two to discuss things. Sorry again about the false promises. See you in the morning.' The redhead headed back to the room.
"Gihihihi." Giggling to himself as Cathering barely moved, Gih continued his assault for a few more minutes. Licking her skin, groping her tits, rubbing his cock against her crotch. The little goblin made sure his companion will be waking up horny, maybe even enough to beg for his cock again. After molesting the busty pirate, Gih falls asleep on top of her. Using her soft breasts as pillows, which he'll knead, bite, lick, and drool on.
Inside the room, Alyndra hears light snoring as she opens the door, seeing Rogriss lying half naked on the bed, covered in sweat with his sword next to him, clearly having fallen asleep after doing combat practice. He stirs as the door opens, but doesn't yet wake. He mumbles in his sleep. "Wh- mmpph, where you- Wha?"
Alyndra chuckled, as she saw Rogriss lying in bed. She looked him over, wondering why he was covered in sweat, it couldn't have been because of the "orgy" since he slammed the door in Juanita's face. Then, she saw his sword by his side. She shook her head, wondering why he would train his sword skills at such an hour. The mage sat down at his side and grabbed a washcloth, wiping off some of the sweat on his face and neck.
The unconscious half orc nestles against her touch, before bolting up in a panic, grabbing at his sword. He calms down when he sees Alyndra, exhaling deeply. "Hey." He sheathes the sword. "After how you left, I'm a little surprised to find you washing my face."
Alyndra looked a bit startled, as Rogriss bolted up from the bed. But she chuckled, 'What can I do, when a silly boy like you goes to bed covered in sweat? You'll catch a cold like that. Maybe I overreacted... I didn't even give you a chance to explain. Besides, I heard you slammed the door in the blondes' faces,' Alyndra smiled, 'A bit rude, but you resisted temptation.' The redhead continued to wash the sweat off Rogriss' muscled chest, glancing at his sword, 'What's the matter too much energy to go to sleep?'
"Slammed the door is a bit of an overstatement. I gently closed the door after apologising and telling the nuns that I'd made a promise of temporary fidelity." He grins. "Too much energy? You might say that. Also, I got my ass kicked by a racist elf the other day, so I decided that it's probably best to practice my sword work when I have free time." He pats her shoulder. "Don't worry, I can understand you getting angry at me. After all, you don't lose your virginity every day, so it makes sense that you'd be a little stressed."
Alyndra dropped her jaw and punched Rogriss' shoulder, 'Oh, how gracious of you to understand. That didn't keep you from casually ignoring my feelings before, though. If only my silly emotions didn't get in the way of your fun, huh?'
"I didn't ignore your feelings! When I realised that you weren't open to the idea, I apologised! And, in my defence, I only invited Juanita. It was her choice to bring over the other nuns." He kisses her. "I'm genuinely sorry for trying to push you out of your comfort zone. I like you, Alyndra. A lot."
'Uhuh, that's why you didn't ask BEFORE inviting her? That would've prevented a whole lot of trouble,' Alyndra sighed, as she washed Rogriss' belly, 'You have a strange way of showing that you like me... "Hey, I'm a big-dicked half-orc with massive urges and I like this girl, maybe I should invite her to fuck that sexy priestess I've had my eye on without asking her first? That's sounds like a good idea, she'll love that and I get to fuck them both and maybe the lesbian elf too! Hehehehe!".' The redhead made a mocking immitation of Rogriss' voice.
'Mhm,' Alyndra nodded and smiled, her hand still washing off the sweat and moving to his underwear, 'Because you are. A big, stupid, selfish, insentitive, perverted idiot. But I might be an idiot too, because I like you.' Her hand and cloth slipped under his clothes, touching his cock, 'I need to wash here too, or you'll stink tomorrow.'
