by Tamryn Tamer
Carrot giggled happily as she lapped at Cynthia’s erect clit. Every lick sent a gradually increasing tingle up Cynthia’s spine. Cynthia reflexively spread her legs wider and without hesitation Carrot used the opportunity to thrust her tongue inside of Cynthia.
“Mmm,” Cynthia moaned while adjusting her hips upward to give Carrot easier access. “You really love pussy don’t you?”
“Meow,” Carrot lifted her head from Cynthia’s pussy and nodded. Cynthia was in disbelief about how wet she’d already become as the entire area surround Carrot’s mouth glistened. Carrot gave her another long lick and smiled, “Meeeooooww.”
Carrot continued to alternate licking Cynthia’s tongue and clit. Every now and then the orange-haired girl would pull entirely away to nuzzle into Cynthia’s soft bush to show affection. Cynthia was enjoying every second of the adorable display.
“Lower,” Cynthia moaned as Carrot licked. She moved her tongue slightly lower on Cynthia’s pussy and gave her one long powerful lick. Cynthia let out a soft moan, “lower.”
“Meow?” Carrot said suspiciously while wiggling her tongue on Cynthia’s perineum before offering up another long powerful lick. Cynthia let out an even more seductive moan and Carrot eagerly licked her again. After several more licks starting at her perineum Cynthia lifted her legs.
“Lower,” Cynthia whined as pressure bubbled up inside of her.
“Meow,” Carrot glared at Cynthia as she gave her clit several more licks. She growled judgmentally as her tongue slid lower past the perineum to Cynthia’s asshole. Carrot anxiously gave Cynthia’s asshole a few licks before sliding back up to the pussy. She looked at Cynthia as if to ask if she was happy now. “Meow?”
“Be a good girl and do it more,” Cynthia whined. “Please.”
“Meow,” Carrot rolled her eyes as she dove back down and started ravenously licking Cynthia’s asshole. The dark fairy struggled to keep her composure as her breathing became labored and her body started to tremble like it was going to burst. The sensations would approach the point where she felt she was ready to explode and then settle down only to come back moments later with even more intensity.
“Fuck,” Cynthia whined as Carrot’s tongue pressed against her asshole. She was on the cusp of cumming and Carrot must have sensed it too. The perceptive beast girl quickly rotated back to Cynthia’s erect clit. It was like pressing a detonator on a bomb as a series of explosions erupted inside of her. Cynthia covered her mouth to keep herself from giggling uncontrollably as she squirted all over Carrot.
“Meow,” Carrot growled angrily as she rose from Cynthia’s pussy. Her face and hair were drenched in Cynthia’s juices as she kissed her way up Cynthia’s body. Carrot reached her mouth and decided to give the dark fairy a taste of herself with a kiss.
“Such a good kitten,” Cynthia chuckled as she licked her juices off of Carrot’s face only stopping to occasionally kiss the beast girl. “You deserve a treat.”
Cynthia got behind her orange-haired partner and thrust her fingers into Carrot’s glistening pussy. She smiled as she took her time exploring Carrot’s pink insides while stroking Carrot’s tail with her free hand.
“What a slutty little pet,” Cynthia smiled as she spread Carrot’s pink glistening pussy. “You’re so eager for attention I can see inside of you.”
“Meow…” Carrot said embarrassedly while wiggling her ass and tail for Cynthia. Cynthia leaned down and gave Carrot one long lick starting at her clit and finishing at her porcelain ass. While Carrot certainly managed to get the job done for her, the inexperienced beast girl had a lot to learn.
Cynthia went to work expertly teasing Carrot’s clit with her fingers while thrusting her tongue into her wet chasm. Carrot whimpered as Cynthia explored her entire nether region with her fingers tugging on her soft bush and tracing the crease where her thighs met her hips. Of course, she always returned to the purring girls’ hard little button and toyed with it just long enough to bring her close to orgasming before stopping.
“Meow,” Carrot practically cried as she wiggled her ass begging for more. It was Cynthia’s favorite part, the withholding as the pressure built knowing full well that eventually her partner would do anything she wanted in hopes of finally achieving release.
“Carrot,” Cynthia said sweetly while slowly massaging her clit. “I was just thinking how cute you’d look with a second tail. Can I give you a second tail?”
“Meow?” Carrot looked behind her to see Cynthia magically creating a large beaded tail. Carrot knew exactly where Cynthia wanted to put it and bit her lip as she thought it over. Cynthia quickly teased Carrot’s clit to speed along the deliberation process and almost instantly Carrot nodded approvingly at the addition.
“You are going to be so beautiful my twin-tailed kitty,” Cynthia said as she lubricated the beads in Carrot’s juices. She gave Carrot’s asshole a few gentle licks before sliding in the first of the long chain of beads. Gradually, she popped bead after bead into Carrot’s tight virgin ass and the second tail was finally implanted. “So beautiful.”
Carrot whimpered as she wiggled her ass begging for Cynthia to treat her like the good kitty she was and finish her off. Cynthia’s heart was pounding at the thought of giving her little partner exactly what she wanted and quickly inserted three fingers into the purring beast girl’s drenched cunt.
“You’re going to really enjoy this,” Cynthia said excitedly as she prepared Carrot’s pussy for a fourth finger. After about a minute, Carrot’s pussy easily accepted Cynthia’s fourth finger and the cat girl began gliding back and forth on the four fingers as she tried to take the hand deeper. “You’re so sexy. Such a good sexy girl.”
Cynthia lovingly stroked Carrot’s real tail with her free hand as it swayed back and forth excitedly. Occasionally she’d swap to the fake tail just to give it a playful tug and make Carrot jump. She smiled as the orange haired girl struggled against her hand. Finally, she moved her free hand to her own dripping pussy. She knew what Carrot was trying to do and intended to help her along.
“Meow,” Carrot moaned as she struggled to push past the knuckles. Cynthia let the petite woman get accommodated to the feeling for a moment before the hard part. She added her thumb to the mix and waited as Carrot moved her hips. She added her own lubricant to the mix hoping to ease the process for Carrot.
“You’re such a slutty little kitten,” Cynthia said seductively as she leaned forward and added some force. Carrot was almost there and just needed the slightest nudge to take everything, “I can’t wait to feel every bit of you.”
Carrot whimpered as she pushed back as hard as she could and Cynthia’s hand finally popped in. The orange-haired girl let out a guttural moan as she rested with Cynthia’s hand filling her up. Cynthia tried to wiggle her fingers but the beast girl’s tight pussy fought against her by clamping down.
“Does it feel good kitten?” Cynthia asked as she leaned forward and kissed the beast girls’ naked back. She began gently moving her hand inside of her, only a millimeter back and forth, just enough for her to feel the movement without applying too much pressure. “Meow for me if it feels good.”
“Meow,” Carrot whined as Cynthia continued kissing her back. Before long Carrot was moving on her own wiggling slowly and gentle tugging forward.
“Fuck,” Cynthia moaned as she worked her clit while thrusting her hand inside of Carrot. She could feel herself getting ready to orgasm and conjured a small saucer beneath her. She smiled at the thought of what she was going to make Carrot do, “I’m cumming.”
Carrot looked back to see Cynthia’s nectar dripping into the saucer filling it to the brim. Her pussy clenched on Cynthia’s hand squeezing it like she wanted to tear it off as her own fluids started to drip. The entire times her eyes focused on the plate, knowing exactly what Cynthia was going to expect of her.
“Fuck! I can’t! I’m cumming!” Carrot cried out breaking character as the enormous well of pleasure Cynthia had spent her time fil
ling finally broke. Carrot lost control and sprayed her fluids all over Cynthia’s arm and bedding. “Oh my god, oh my god! I’m so sorry!”
“Bad kitten,” Cynthia said teasingly as she popped her hand from Carrot’s pussy. She looked in awe at the petite beast girl’s gaping hole and grabbed her secondary tail. Cynthia continued to rub herself as she pulled out Carrot’s secondary tail one bead at a time while the beast girl moaned like a broken whore. “You’re not supposed to speak.”
“Meow,” Carrot panted as she rested her head on a pillow. “Meowwww.”
“That’s better,” Cynthia smiled and placed the saucer of her juices on the nightstand next to the bed. “That’s for you kitten.”
“Meow,” Carrot pouted as she crawled to the edge of the bed toward the nightstand. Cynthia continued to touch herself as Carrot obediently lapped up her nectar from the dish. With each successive lap, Cynthia found herself wanting the sexy little cat even more.
“How would you like to do this every week?” Cynthia smiled as Carrot turned to look at her. “I have Raven on Fridays, Viola on Tuesdays. How does Saturday sound?”
“Meow,” Carrot blushed while nodding slightly.
“Good,” Cynthia crawled back to her pillows and patted the spot next to her. Carrot turned and quickly curled into the spot next to Cynthia and began purring as she rested on the dark fairy’s chest. Cynthia stroked Carrot’s hair as she stared at the ceiling trying to think of other ways to have fun with her new pet.
But those thoughts eroded as she felt a trembling deep inside of her. The powers granted to her for being a leader of a city drained away and she instinctively knew the barrier protecting the city had vanished. They were under siege.
“Did I do something wrong?” Carrot asked as Cynthia jumped out of bed. “Cynthia?”
“We’re under attack,” Cynthia said as she rushed toward her closet and touched her black leather bodysuit. In an instant, the legendary black and green outfit was equipped along with her green Venetian mask. “The barrier protecting the city is down. What are you waiting for?”
“Sorry,” Carrot stumbled out of bed and began equipping her gear. Cynthia cringed at the pathetic assortment of items the orange-haired assassin had assembled. She was going to have words with Jericho about making sure his allies are properly supplied. “Ready!”
“No,” Cynthia walked to her closet and pulled out a red leather bodysuit along with a gorgeous volto mask. She tossed the bodysuit at Carrot and based on her reaction the assassin immediately realized its value. “I expect it returned in perfect condition.”
“This is a complete legendary set.” Carrot was panting harder than when Cynthia was inside of her. “The stats. The bonus effects. These are insane.”
“Just put it on,” Cynthia said as explosions erupted outside. The attack was starting too quickly which meant they’d placed the soldiers beforehand which also meant it was well planned. If it was planned, they were coordinating attacks between cities. There was no way it was a coincidence that both Rend and Dayrose were attacked the same day. “Whoever is leading this attack is a strategist. They are intelligent and prioritize victory over honor. Since they waited for Jericho to leave, we can assume they don’t have the forces necessary to face him head-on. It’ll be guerilla units. We can’t spend time chasing them around. We’ll defend the keep until Jericho returns.”
“How do you know we can defend it?” Carrot asked as Cynthia rushed out of her room and down the stairs. Ocho, Huit, and Acht along with several of the dragons were running around terrified. “Cynthia! I’m not like the other assassins! I’m not skilled!”
“Listen here Carrot,” Cynthia grabbed the beast girl by her red collar. “You will be whatever I want you to be. You will do whatever I want you to do. Is that clear?”
“Yes,” Carrot gasped as Cynthia released her grip on the assassin.
“Huit! Acht! Ocho!” Cynthia yelled at the giant arachnids as they rushed toward her. Cynthia pulled out three vials of a new concoction she’d been experimenting with utilizing strands of Ariella’s hair. In more barbaric days it was customary to sacrifice a Nature Warden and let the beasts of the forest drink their blood before a battle. What a waste. She pulled out three bowls and dumped a vial in each. “If you want to fight. Drink this. If you don’t want to fight. Don’t. That’s all.”
Cynthia kicked the front doors open in time to see a dozen enemies rushing toward the manor. They were organized in well-balanced groups of five. Each group consisted of a defensive warrior, an offensive warrior, an assassin, a ranged unit, and finally a mage. Certainly, a difficult combination to deal with.
“You’ve journeyed too far,” Cynthia growled as she stepped off the front porch. She didn’t have Jericho’s creativity when it came to illusions but she didn’t need it. There was only one illusion she needed. “Here there are monsters.”
A dark mist emerged around them as blood-curdling screams echoed from all sides. Thorny blood-soaked tendrils grew from the ground until they blocked out the sun itself. The dead quickly followed, screaming as they rose from the ground with vines and thorns growing from their flesh. Another undead slowly inflated as it walked until its body started to rip apart and spiders flowed forth. She called it the forest of nightmares combining all of the terrors the dark had to offer.
“It’s just an illusion,” a mage shouted. “Keep moving forward! Nothing here can hurt you!”
“Really?” Cynthia said coldly as she watched an enraged golden Huit scurry across the ground and grab the mage. A series of loud crunches and screams followed as the spider tore the soldier to pieces. “Have you ever seen an illusion do that?”
“What’s going on?” Carrot asked. Cynthia made sure only her enemies would see the illusion so it was only natural Carrot was confused. “Why are they acting like that?”
“They’re in a nightmare,” Cynthia pulled out her scythe. “Now, let’s help them end it.”
Cynthia and Carrot blinked across the battlefield eliminating every enemy they touched as the three enraged spiders hauled off victims of their own, crunching their necks in their mandibles before tearing them limb from limb. It didn’t take long before the inner walls were cleared out.
“Huit! Ocho! Acht!” Cynthia yelled. “Create webs anywhere there’s an opening! Eliminate anybody who gets near the manor!”
The spiders rapidly skittered off while leaving trails of web behind them. Anybody who attempted to sneak in would touch the web and immediately notify the three giant arachnids. It was good they decided to fight since Cynthia would have had trouble covering such a wide area without them. She just hoped Mai and Ariella wouldn’t be too upset about it. The last thing she wanted was to spend a day being lectured about the innocence of children.
“What now?” Carrot asked as more soldiers approached the front gate leading to the manor. “Protect the entrance?”
“Protect the entrance,” Cynthia confirmed. “Anybody who gets close will be afflicted with my illusion. Kill them while they’re disoriented.”
“That won’t be happening,” a dark demonic voice echoed. Cynthia turned to see a mind flayer standing on the roof of a nearby cottage. The tentacle covered mind mage held out its hand and created illusions of his own which interfered with hers. Almost instantly both their illusions canceled each other out and fell apart. “Sorry.”
“Okay,” Cynthia smiled. “We’ll just have to kill them the old-fashioned way. Remember, we need to hold the castle until Jericho arrives.”
“Any idea when that’ll be?” Carrot asked playfully.
“I have a feeling he’ll be arriving shortly,” Cynthia smirked as she saw a blueish blur teleporting around the village out of the corner of her eye.
Chapter 3
Declarations of War
Plague was leaning against a tree smiling and guzzling wine from a bottle. The gaunt dark elf grinned malevolently as Jericho appeared in front of him.
“I figured that was you.” P
lague gestured at his dead troops. “Terrifying really. It’s things like that which make people believe you’re a hacker. I assume you’ve mastered time magic? Or maybe death magic? But judging by the cuts to the throat I’m betting time.”
“Where’s Owl?” Jericho asked coldly. Plague’s attack on Endgame wasn’t upsetting because it was business as usual. He couldn’t fault Grim for attacking Endgame since they’d always been enemies but Owl was a different matter.
“It’s a surprise,” Plague said before taking a swig from the bottle. “Tell me, how’s Raven taking the loss of her city? She has to be pretty mad, right?”
“She’ll recover quickly,” Jericho answered. He gestured at the thousands of dead mercenaries and players. “Seems like you took quite a hit as well.”
“Can’t step into the ring and expect not to get hit.” Plague chuckled and tossed the empty bottle to the side. “But I won.”
“Really?” Jericho scoffed. “Doesn’t look like much of a victory.”
“You know that’s not true.” Plague laughed while taking a moment to survey the damage. “Endgame’s growth accelerated after the treaty and Raven was only a few months away from having complete control over this continent’s economy. Now I’ve set her back over a year. You can thank me later.”
“Why would I thank you?” Jericho chuckled. “You’ve just created the most fucked situation imaginable. You know those movies where a king hears a prophecy of a special child and orders the execution of all children thus planting the seeds of his own demise? Those stories always annoyed me because the king becomes terrified and starts acting like an idiot. Like who jumps to murdering a bunch of children unless they’re already evil, right? They never try to be a better king to avoid the prophecy, nope! The solution is to kill the children!”
“Sorry,” Plague laughed. “You lost me.”
“Raven was never the child of prophecy you believed her to be you idiot.” Jericho shook his head. “She is a fucking merchant! Then a bunch of guilds got worried that she was gaining too much influence and attacked her. So, she adjusted her business model and validated their fears by crushing every guild that crossed her. But, after that she stayed in Rend and mostly left everybody alone, didn’t she?”