StarChaser: Another (18+)

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It was another pleasant evening at New Gorpisal. The moon hung in the sky a little pinker than usual, a sign of the upcoming Red Moon in the next few nights. This has urged most of the town to continue shoring up their defenses for the upcoming Red Moon. Meanwhile in the Heucuva Tavern, Cecil was once again drinking with his guard friends and swapping stories. No one could fault them however, for the guards have spent most of the day keeping order in the town and now with the rest of the population busying themselves with setting up their defenses, it made the guards’ presence a little redundant.

Most of the farm houses have already been emptied; the occupants along with their valuables, harvest, and livestock have prudently taken shelter in the city. Tomorrow morning, more adventurers will be dispatched to look for those still camping outside, and as such, most of them have had the night off to come out early that morning and gather those still outside.

Among those outside were the occupants of Autumnhollow, an enchanted house that can be summoned at will by one Zefir Aargrove, a reincarnator from Earth who was reborn as a ciltran, a catboy. Awakening from his previous life, he had found himself transported to the nearby village of Ontala one year ago.

Recently he had made the acquaintance of one Ingrid Lily, his idol back on Earth formerly known as the magical girl Star Lily and his life has changed dramatically since then. Tonight, after a thoroughly pleasant lovemaking with his own idol and two other garm sisters, he now lay on his bed exhausted and satisifed.

Zefir sighed as Ingrid hungrily sucked his penis, paying her respects to this wonderful organ that made her cum today. His throbbing organ pulsed and she sucked faster and harder, dutifully prolonging his orgasm and intensifying his ejaculations. Zefir shuddered as he let out a satisfying fat nut into the mouth of his hero, eagerly fulfilling his duty by feeding her his rich thick seed. Ingrid continued to work her mouth up and down his shaft until he finally fell asleep.

She swallowed loudly, and tucked his peacefully sleeping form with a blanket. She then walked to the next bed where Kvaris was hungrily waiting for her. She licked and sucked the pussy with love, french kissing her most intimate opening and sucking out all her pent-up womanly desires. She too had blessed her body with intimate penetrations with her own Priapus and Ingrid was moved with the desire to please this girl’s genitals with her mouth. Her tongue may be smooth and not like a ciltran or garm but the novelty of being eaten out by a human and cumming into her mouth was as exhilirating as being pleasured by someone she loved romantically and in many ways she did. 

Like Zefir, Ingrid continued to pay her respects and thanks to this wonderful girl that fucked her hard tonight and she did not stop until Kvaris finally drifted off to sleep, leaving in her mouth the sweet taste of girl juice which she swallowed. Tucking Kvaris in, she then moved onto Kinu. 

“Tomorrow night, I’ll do you first.” she whispered, planting a kiss on the wolf-girls’ cheek. Kinu opened her legs and Ingrid began her duty, sucking out the fragrant nectar of pleasure, her tongue probing and massaging the garm girl’s hot wet folds, sucking her clitoris until she was satisfied and fell asleep with a deep sigh. Ingrid then lay beside Kinu and cuddled her, whispering lewdly that if she were to wake at night feeling horny, she was free to do her as she wished. 

The wolf-girl nodded and buried her face between Ingrid’s now more ample breasts and fell asleep.

Ingrid had a wet dream that night. Somehow a TV was set up and her three masters were enjoying a porn movie of her. Ingrid took knelt in front of them one by one and sucked them to an satisfiying orgasm while she had not cum at all. The tight thong she was wearing dug deep between her lips and made her crotch very wet but she remained a dutiful sex slave and swallowed their semen; their selfish-one sided pleasure passionately.

Meanwhile, her masters watched the video of Ingrid, posing lewdly while completely nude, displaying herself before her masters while they lounged about and helped themselves to a delicious tea time meal she had laboriously made for them. 

Her reward? A fuck in the ass, her pussy left quivering and wet, dripping with pearls of need, but the video continued on showing Ingrid being ass-fucked in various positions, the camera cutting to the pleasured faces of her masters as they had wonderful orgasms spurt from their loins. 

It showed a clock ticking, then a timelapse of an hour, then two pass by. It cut back to her, obediently on all fours, her butt high in the air as her masters continued to please themselves on her tight butt hole, oozing with their semen. Finally, the session finished, showing the thick cream dripping out of her butt. 

She was then taken to a small room and made to kneel on the floor, legs spread wide and hands behind her head. A TV was put in front of her and it was videos of girls having great sex, their pussies being filled and pleased by glorious thick and long penises, or licked by expert mouths of pretty boys and girls.

“No touching yourself now!” Kvaris said teasingly before the three of them left the room. The Ingrid in the video moaned in frustration as she watched on with envy.

It showed another timelapse of the clock. Hours had passed, and the trio returned to the room. Ingrid was red in the face and crying, a puddle of her frustration on the floor. The video was still playing, showing girls screaming in delight as they had the greatest sex ever.

“We’re baaack! And as a reward…a good fuck in the butt!” Kvaris said triumphantly.

“Y-yes master.” Ingrid in the video said, prostrating herself.

Ingrid awakened to the sight of the Enthana girls hungrily sucking at her breasts, while Zefir helped himself to her pussy, pounding away. She gasped in pleasure, hugging the girls to her chest and wrapping her legs around Zefir’s waist. The catboy purred and doubled his efforts, his friend, his lover, his hero, had needs and he would fulfill them gladly. As soon as Zefir finished inside her the girls then took their turns.

“Aaah!” Ingrid gasped. “B-but I’m supposed to-”

“Shhhh…” Zefir said, his mouth making a wet plopping sound as he pulled his lips away from her nipples. “You need this.” his hand reached over to hers and they interlaced fingers. Ingrid felt like a string about to snap and she did, crying out loudly as she had her first of many orgasms that morning.

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Previously, yesterday…

“How’d it go?” Zefir asked and he and Cecil entered Rhathmin’s Atelier. The two had returned from Dain’s and got an upgrade for Cecil’s gear. His Hunting Slingshot got an upgrade with the rubber at a nearby shop, allowing it fling shots much harder. Meanwhile from Dain’s they got a bunch of scrap metal quickly forged into balls twice the size of a pea. They weren’t perfectly shiny orbs but it didn’t matter, they may not be aerodynamic but that would only matter if Cecil needed to shoot from extreme distances, which wouldn’t be an issue considering his Dialogue Window has an enhancement lens that hyper accelerated projectiles as they went through it.

As Zefir entered the shop, he blushed a bit and let out a pleased sigh as he had entered the effective field of Ingrid’s Seal of Devotion, the stiff phallus inserted into her pussy that linked with his own nervous system.

“Ugh..damn… no way we can ever play hide-and-seek with that magic dildo stuck in her.” Zefir purred in pleasure. Cecil chuckled. 

“Hehehehe… looks like you got an Ingrid detector.”

Ingrid too detected Zefir’s presence from the Seal and she turned around. Zefir could clearly see that the three Channeling Stone clips at her back where the scarves criss-crossed each other now had azure channeling stones installed to them. The same was for the four clips where the scarves were knotted at the front; below her sternum belt, above and below her belly button and on her pubis where the straps spread out to frame her bare labia. Ingrid clenched her fists and raised her arms, bringing them to her chest and showing off the azure gems attached to the back of her hands, and on the sides of her biceps, and on her thighs and top of her feet.

“Umm… I hope I didn’t break the bank…” Zefir said nervously, but the Enthasa sisters wagged their tails happily, he wasn’t sure what that meant and he hoped it didn’t mean he was going to owe them big time.

“They’re just blanks for the moment.” Kvaris said, “we can have them enchanted piecemeal at a later time.”

“But that’s like… fifteen gems.” Cecil said, doing the math. 

Kvaris waved her hand dismissively. “Ingrid’s our heaviest hitter, she’s a good investment. Besides, Tunk’s footing the bill for this one..”

As they spoke their hips involuntarily squirmed as they enjoyed the sensation of being inside Ingrid. Kinu was settling with the pheasant-like bird-folk clerk. Rather than pay in gold, Kinu was writing on a signed parchment with an elaborate seal and embossed with decorative gold edges. 

“I normally don’t do credit, but I recognize Amaduscia Enthana.” The bird warbled. “Alright now sign here….”

Zefir looked at Kvaris confused “Did you get her something else?” he asked. In response, Ingrid pointed to her neck, showing additions to her padloi choker. It now bore an oval gem set on a diamond shaped bezel. The rim around the gem resembling braided rope, extending to the sides of the bezel is a gold-embossed design of a chain.

“Masquerade Piece” Kvaris said, pointing to the oval gem. “We can’t demonstrate it right now, we’ll need to get her some clothes.”

She then pointed at the embossed chain that ran along her choker. “That’s a real Chain of Submission we fused to her collar. No need to set yourself again as her master since we melted down the Leash Ring as part of making it.”

“Chain of Submission?” Cecil asked. This world sure didn’t let up on all the kinky stuff.

Zefir stepped forward and said “Leash” at once, the leash appeared in his hand. It vanished as soon as he thought of dispelling.

“Now watch this.” Kvaris said, turning to Ingrid she said “Give me your hands.” Ingrid obeyed and Kvaris crossed her wrists together. 

“Chain” A loop of silver chains appeared on her wrists, binding them together. Kvaris then put her wrists over her head and pointed at the rafters of the ceiling. 

“Tie up,” Kvaris said, a beam of silver light appeared briefly and in turned into a chain that connected to a loop that wrapped around the rafter. 

“Up!” Kvaris commanded and the chain shrunk by losing some of its links, lifting Ingrid slowly higher and higher.

“Stop.” She ordered, and Ingrid’s crotch was now eye level with Zefir.

“Oh but there’s more.” Kvaris said, squeezing Ingrid’ butt lovingly and then running her hand along the inside of her thigh, moving lower and lower until she grasped her ankle. As she did so, she focused a bit of her mana, just as she did when tying up Ingrid a few moments ago. Another silver beam appeared, reminding Zefir of a laser pointer. Kvaris found an angle she liked and then spoke.

“Tie up.” Again, a chain appeared. There was a loop of chain around Ingrid’s ankle, it led to a length of chain attached to the floor via a D-ring bolted onto the ground. A second later, an invisible force then moved Ingrid’s other leg and chained it down too. Now she was suspended in the air with her legs spread wide. Ingrid squirmed, it was very embarrassing and she could feel their cocks throbbing harder and harder as they looked at her.

“Oh but it gets more fun!” Kvaris smirked. She snapped her fingers and the dildo and buttplug started vibrating, causing Ingrid to cry out. Her masters didn’t feel the vibrations but they certainly were feeling Ingrid’s pussy contracting harder and harder as well as getting more and more wet.

Even Kinu let out a pleased sigh as she squirmed her hips, Zefir’s eyes strayed to see her upturned hips as she leaned one the counter and saw her beautiful butt slightly gyrating from the pleasure. But…she was a busy girl, and she disengaged the magic off her. 

“Sorry about that.” Kinu said

“I’m glad you find our work excellent.” The bird chirped pleasantly.

“G-great feature h-huh?” Kvaris said, her face red with pleasure. She stopped the vibration so everyone could think straight.

“S-still…” Zefir said, composing himself. “It’s not a good idea to have this on Ingrid’s usual wear, what if we’re in the middle of a dangerous situation?”

“Tsk, tsk tsk.” Kvaris said, “This spell is quite easy to break for Ingrid. As a matter of fact, it’s set to break easily… we’ll have to spend soooo much money if she ends up breaking the chain…riiiiight?” the garm girl said, slapping Ingrid’s butt hard. 

“Mmmmnngh!!!” Ingrid let out a muffled squeal “Y-yes master!” she cried.

“And look at this.” Kvaris walked around Ingrid…the chains were somehow intangible. “It’s part of the enchantment. So we’re not damaging the floor of this fine Atelier. As a matter of fact, we’re not generating any strain on those rafters either. 

“So, Ingrid just has to hold back on her strength?” Zefir said. He ran his hand up and down her pubis, and she let out a pleased sigh. He ran his finger around the lips of her labia, causing her to buck her hips slightly. The Seal of Devotion kept her pussy juices from leaking out by absorbing it and transferring it back to the tip of the phallus. 

“That’s right… you’ll be a good girl, right Ingrid?” Kvaris said, pinching her butt.

“Y-yes master!” Ingrid said. 

“Hmmm…” Zefir thought. He willed Ingrid to be lowered and the choker obeyed, stopping until her breasts were on eye level with his face. “This is a wonderful device. What do you have to say, Ingrid?”

“Th-thank you master Kvaris for giving me this gift.” Ingrid said, thinking quickly. She gasped as Zefir grasped them in his hands, hefting their weight and pinching her nipples. 

“We need to do something about these nipples.” Zefir said. “I’m not a fan of piercing them but maybe something like a ring with tassels on them…”

Kinu looked up at the bird-folk clerk. “Do you have something like that?”

The bird put a hand to his chin and thought for a moment, his bright red crop on his throat inflating, letting out a melodic warble. 

“I think I do. Come with me.” The bird said. Zefir raised a hand.

“Can you lend me some paper?” 

The bird gestured at the desk and Zefir scribbled on it. “GROPE ME PLEASE (And spank my butt)” The two garm girls giggled and he showed it to Ingrid. 

“Hold this in your mouth.” 

Ingrid obeyed, and with that, the three kemonomimis joined the proprietor at the back of the shop. He had a few bird-folk assistants present in the room and they were busy tending the shelves, however, if any customer came in they could definitely take the counter and do business. More than the few customers came in and thinking that Ingrid was part of some special service, helped themselves to play with her breasts and buttocks.

“What a well-behaved girl.” An orc said as he ran his big hands, his elf partner crouched down behind her and spread her butt cheeks wide, marveling at the toys inserted into her crotch.

“She’s well domesticated.” The elf said, noting her Seal of Devotion. She stood up and lovingly squeezed both buttocks with her hands and clapped her hands over them. With that, the two then went over the counter for their original purpose. 

A pair of ciltran girls looked her up and down, before each of them grasped a breast and gave her nipples a gentle pinch.

“Nice tits.” One girl said, smiling.

“I’ve seen better, I prefer human succubi to be bigger and milky.”

“Ohhh…I’ve heard of that enchantment!” Giggling, both girls went to the counter and wrote something on paper, folded it and slipped it between the two straps that ran between her buttocks. 

 Kvaris returned to check on Ingrid and noticed the folded slip of paper.

“Dear master: Please make my breasts bigger and milky-” Kvaris laughed out loud.

“Are you her master?” The ciltran girl asked her.

Ingrid ended up staying there for about two hours, being groped by various customers. Kvaris and her newfound acquaintance had poked their heads into the back of the shop to let them know they’ll be heading to a nearby apothecary for Ingrid. One group of customers made bets on how well she liked their nipple stimulation techniques.

Two boys cupped the bottom of her breasts, squeezing gently and with their other hands, tweaked and played with her nipples in her own way. 

In another, one cupped and squeezed from behind while another in front of her played with her sensitive nubs.

Another masturbated Ingrid from behind, gently strumming her clitoris with their fingepads while a cute elf girl grasped her nipples with the tips of all five fingers,rolling erect nubs in her fingertips.

Ingrid’s head was swimming with pleasure as various customers came by to play with her. A pair of customers came by, and a human was with them. She was beautiful and wore a tight leotard and high-heeled shoes. Her letoard was open at the breasts, leaving them bare. She and her tiger-headed master walked in, arm-in-arm and were talking animatedly. Despite the obvious servant role she was probably in, her master held the bulging bags of their purchases. They seemed to be more like lovers than a master-and-servant relationship and from what she could hear he was buying her gifts.

“It’s for your fiftieth birthday, dear.” The baritone voice of the tiger-man said. “You can’t tell me your issue won’t be needing something like this, your son already has children of his own!”

Fiftieth birthday? Ingrid thought, she clearly looked like she just graduated and young enough to have stolen her daddy’s car and crashed it a couple of times! And he basically mentioned that she already had grandkids… Perhaps what Fyrra said was right, that in this world humans did stop aging. The human’s voice was lively and young but her choice of words did remind her of her aunt back on Earth; she was very direct and to the point. Too old to find excuses to be polite. 

“Oh…dear! That just looks dreadful! I know a couple of other shops that…” yup, Ingrid would’ve been so embarrassed if she was shopping with her… of all things to say in someone else’ own store! And her poise, it wasn’t like the actual twenty-year olds looking for a date because they have only a decade left, this lady knew her worth and let it speak for itself, not a single calorie wasted trying to overcompensate.

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Kvaris returned alone and then she released Ingrid. First her ankle chains were released, allowing her legs to dangle free, and then she was gently lowered to the ground. Leading her to the back of the store, Ingrid saw a few mages applying spells over three rings. The rings had a dangling teardrop jewel over them and were connected to rings with a string of small pearls. In addition, two of the rings had a D-shaped projection; one to the left and the other two the right. The third had it on top. There was also a set of thin golden chains.

Ingrid had a feeling that these rings were going to be fitted onto her nipples and clitoris, yet they looked too big and didn’t look like piercings. Kvaris presented a vial to them and took a few moments to cast some spells on it. When they finished, the wolf girl handed it to Ingrid.

“What is it?” Ingrid asked.

Kvaris leaned over and squeezed her breast gently “It’ll make them bigger, and milky.”

“Lactate? Give out milk?” Ingrid said “Sounds erotic I guess but… I can imagine a couple of scenarios where I dont’ want to be leaving a trail…”

“That’s the fun part!” Kvaris said, her eyes twinkling. “First of all, it only last a month…but while you wear your padloi, it’ll stay like that until you take it off.” 

She paused for a bit “But the milk? Well, unless it’s ingested it stops being real after a few moments, also, it’s also dependent on you willing it to happen.”

“Bottoms up, then!” Ingrid said, downing it in one gulp. It took a few moments and she felt her chest growing warm. It wasn’t unpleasant at all, Ingrid thought she would feel a tightness in her chest but then again she wasn’t wearing anything around them to feel tight on. But she did feel them getting bigger. Kinu, Cecil, and Zefir whistled and Kvaris led her over to a mirror and she saw the results.

They were definitely big. Not grotesquely big, but definitely big, pornstar big, still well-proportioned and shapely enough that fit her figure. Ingrid imagined that if she was still on Earth and got captured by some sleazy millionaire, she imagined this was the boob job she would get after the funny pills that put her in a coma wore off.

And bouncy, they were really bouncy when she moved yet had that right amount of firmness to keep them in picture-perfect shape. It was almost like she had an invisible bra on. Thank the gods for these fantasy boobies, she thought.

“Oh no, you guys can’t cover these babies up.” Ingrid said, remembering that they mentioned they wanted to shop for clothes. She touched them gingerly, hoping they wouldnt’ feel swollen or too tender but no, they felt exactly the same.

“Bounce on your heels” Kinu ordered and Ingrid obeyed. Her glorious boobs bounced beautifully and they squirted a short spray of milk but it disintegrated in mid air, splashing onto nothing. Kvaris stepped up close in front of her and her clothes were like hydrophobic material, she could see the white droplets quickly fall away and then dissolved quickly an inch after falling off, leaving her clothes completely dry. Kvaris then nodded and Ingrid stopped, she walked over to the desk as Kinu motioned at her to come over and she obeyed. At once, she and Zefir lovingly groped her bigger boobs, smiling at the soft, silky sensation.

“Very nice.” Kinu said.

“You look beautiful, Ingrid.” Zefir said dreamily.

The proprietor’s throat crop inflated as he made a warbling coo. “...and I just finished making these. Alright, test them on her.”

Zefir picked up the rings while Kinu went over behind Ingrid, she lifted Ingrid’s arms from behind the girl obeyed, raising her arms while keeping them straight.

Chain, Kinu merely thought of it while pouring in a little of her mana and a coil of ropes appeared around Ingrid’s wrists.

“Oh nice! I didn’t know you did not need to vocalize it.” Zefir said. He watched as he saw the silver beam of light sweep up the walls and onto the rafters. Finding the angle she liked, she saw Ingrid’s arms gently get pulled taut as a pair of rope coils appeared on the rafters and a length of rope appear between them.

“This is so hot.” Cecil said as he saw Ingrid being raised up. Being a slime he didn’t really feel any sexual urges and especially not towards humans like Ingrid but he had seen enough of her porn collection to recognize the value of the scene she was in. 

“Hell yeah.” Zefir murmured as Kinu held her thighs from behind and parted them. Ingrid got the idea and opened her legs until she felt the downward tug and saw that they were now securely tied down and kept spread, her body now held for their viewing pleasure. Although she was hanging from her wrists it seemed that the spell had measures for such positions like these that would damage an ordinary person’s limbs. While it showed that her wrists and ankles were the ones looped with rope (or in the case of a few minutes ago, with chains) it felt like her entire arms and legs were completely secured and thus diffusing all the weight. It also felt like she was standing on some very high heels on stilts, further diffusing the weight.

“Look at those milkies” Zefir said, giving her breasts a squeeze. Once again, it let out a spurt but it quickly disintegrated after traveling a few inches in the air, splashing onto no one. Satisfied, he handed out the other rings to Kinu and Kvaris and together they held the rings over her nipples and clitoris.

Ingrid took a deep breath as she felt the rings warm up and then shrink until they were but just a little snug around the sensitive nubs, magic kept them adhered to her body. Zefir then took the proffered chain and then threaded them through the small D-shaped eyes on the rings. The first chain formed a diamond pattern as it looped through the D-shaped eyes and onto the bottom of her choker. The second set was a pair of chains dangling between the two nipple rings. The third was a chain ending in two near the end, these two ends were clipped to the nipple rings and were left dangling free. A similar chain was clipped onto her clitoris ring.

The three then grasped these chains and the bird proprietor recited some words which the three repeated while channeling their mana. Ingrid felt her gold rings become warm and then the gold chains vanished.

“Alright, now channel your mana, think of it and say Diamond.” The bird warbled “Or not, so long as you think of it, it works.”

The three didn’t say anything but true enough, the chain that formed a diamond pattern connecting her choker and gold rings appeared once more.

“You can also double it.” cooed the bird. True enough now there were two gold chains creating the diamond pattern, making it more obvious from a distance.

“Now think and channel Dangle.” the bird said. At once, the double Diamond chain vanished and in its place were two dainty gold chains dangling between her breasts.

“Tit leash!” Kvaris said, making Zefir and Kinu chuckle. At once the Double Diamond chain was replaced by a single Dangler chain with a second one clipped in the middle. Kvaris gave her breasts a few downward tugs and the other two murmured pleasantly.

“Double tit leash.” Kinu said, and now it was a single length of chain hanging from both nipple rings. Both girls gave playful tugs as Ingrid squirmed.

Zefir then held out his hand and said “Clit leash.” and true though a length of gold chain appeared on her clip ring, causing Ingrid’s hips to buck as he gently pulled.

“What do you think? Nice isn’t it?” Kvaris said. The two nodded. Turning back, the three settled with the bird, only then did they release Ingrid.

The three were now back outside, heading towards a tailor’s shop. Ingrid’s big breasts were bouncing delightfully, squirting thick glops of milk that vanish after being airborne for a second every time they dip, providing a feast for everyone’s eyes. A sight that was accentuated by the gold rings on her nipples, with the swaying tassles and jumbling double chain that hung between them. Ingrid’s arms were chained behind her neck, crossing her wrists together, and were tied up to a length chain attached to the back of her “thong.” This made her arch her back, presenting herself properly to everyone as she was made to walk ahead of the group. Zefir held the leash behind her, giving her directions on where to turn.

“Walk sluttier, Ingrid.” Zefir said. “Your butt needs to please our eyes.”

“Yes master.” Ingrid said, adjusting her gait, adding more snap to her waist so her butt cheeks jiggled with each step and swayed erotically.

“Now that’s more like.” Kinu purred, despite being a wolf-girl. She and her sister’s tails were wagging happily at the sight.

“From now on we’ll call that choker, the Milky Chain.” Kvaris said.

“There’s value in this padloi, master” Ingrid said, nobody told her but she felt that while she was out like this she might as well ham it up. “We might miss out on some good discounts.” 

“She’s got a point.” Zefir sighed, starting to wonder if this kind of play was denying them some advantages. Kvaris waved her hands dismissively. 

“It still looks like a padloi, just made prettier.”

“Alright then, what sort of clothes are going to get for Ingrid?” Zefir asked. “Seems like a shame to dress her up when she’s wearing something as good as this.”

“It’ll be boring if she’s in battle gear all the time.” Kinu said. “She looks scary at times.”

“Whaaat!?” Ingrid said in disbelief, “I am beautiful!”

“A beautiful gold dragon,” Kvaris giggled. “You need something to look harmless.”

“Yes, like a great desert dragon.” Kinu chortled “The ones that burrow in the sand pretending to be a harmless dune.”

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About an hour later, the party exited from Dain’s, Ingrid’s deep dragonhide harness was fitted with Reeve-mount tassels dangling at the bottom. 

Before handing it over. Kvaris decided to have Ingrid register the first ensemble.

“How do I do that?” Ingrid asked, not familiar with the process.

“Infuse the gem on your Milky Chain with your mana.” Kvaris said, “imagine being able to take off your ensemble at will.”

It didn’t take Ingrid long to get it done. At once, her clothes vanished, breaking down into fairy dust-like particles, leaving her completely nude except for her collar, Seal of Obedience dildo and Maiden’s Syllabus buttplug. The onlookers in the shop whistled appreciatively at seeing the plain beauty of her (mostly) uncovered body. 

“Now put it back on.” 

It only took Ingrid the same small amount and her Solenrala Ensemble came back on. A quick moment before it materialized she felt pressure on where her clothes would have been before it took shape in a small burst of that fairy dust again. 

“Now just remember, those channeling stones don’t work if you’re not wearing them.” Kinu reminded her. 

“Not that she needs ta, yeah?.” Dain grunted. Ingrid took off her harness and handed it over to Dain. “Alright, come back in an hour, off with y’ass!” 

The Whale’s next item on the itinerary was a clothing shop, Haldine’s Boutique. The shopkeeper looked at Ingrid quizzically.

“A nemesis-stalker and a succubus?” The shopkeeper said, more of a statement than a question. “Looks like you have your hands full with that bunch.” he chuckled. “Alright, what do you need?”

“You’re right about the nemesis part, pop.” Kvaris said. “Those reeve-mount tassels and deep dragon armor makes her look like she’s liable to bite your dick off rather than suck it-”

“I like master’s penis too much to bite, I only suck…very hard.” Ingrid said. The shopkeeper laughed.

“Very well! If you want to disguise her to look more of the succubus part, then I have a selection you’d like!” He said grandly. “Will that be showy, or formal?”

Ingrid assumed that showy would be something fanservicey like the leotards she saw that allegedly 50-ish human that looked like she was from Planet Springbreak, but when the shopkeeper led them into the store it wasn’t what she thought it would be.

The shopkeeper gestured at the maid-like outfit on the dressform mannequin. It had the somber, business-like black color with white trim and a floral pattern lightly embroidered on the black fabric. The long sleeves were slightly puffy at the shoulders and sported a wide frilly collar held closed with a pink ribbon tie.
That was where the semblance of a maid uniform ended. The chest area was open, with a frilly white bodice that cupped and supported the breasts (not that she needed it) but did not cover it in anyway. The skirt area while frilly and puffy was open at the front and back, exposing her crotch and butt. The back area was also open, showing more skin. “Perfect if I had a cool tattoo” Ingrid thought.

“Perfect, we’ll take it, find one her size, some matching thighhigh stockings and high-heels” Kvaris said, her eyes narrowed and her lips were curled in a smile.

“Now for something adorable for her to wear…” Kinu said. 

“Let’s go, Cecil!” Zefir said, “Let’s leave this to the girls…”

“Let’s meet up at the guild!” Kvaris said, waving at them. Zefir waved back, meanwhile Cecil anchored his Dialogue Window to Zefir.

“Where are we going?” Cecil asked, his Dialogue Window anchoring itself to Zefir.

“Filling up the fridge, getting booze, the usual…”

After they left the boutique, Cecil asked “Shouldn’t you be getting some kind of weapon upgrade? So far all we’ve been getting is cosmetics for Ingrid.”

Zefir shook his head “Stuff like that is expensive. Like really expensive. What Ingrid got is still on the lower end of the price spectrum. Amaduscia Enthana is a well-known figure, and being his daughters, Kinu and Kvaris have only provided Ingrid the lower budget stuff. Guess we’re in the sucky part of an RPG where you’re weak under-levelled, underpowered, and underequipped…”

“I trust Ingrid.” Cecil says. “At the very least she’ll protect The Whales when the Red Moon comes.”

“I hope so, Cecil…”

“You’ve survived here for a year, haven’t you?”

“I wasn’t an adventurer then, I just hunkered down here and shot arrows from the town walls.”

It was at the guild hall that the group met up. Adventurers both from the guild as well as wanderers from other places convened in a large meeting hall where Millarna was discussing tactics regarding the defense of the town. Ingrid was quite surprised to see Millarna use the magic equivalent of a microphone by using a spell to amplify her voice. 

No, that’s not right. Ingrid thought. It sounded like Millarna was right in front of them.

“And so… by tomorrow morning, I would like to dispatch some groups to head out and assist those camping outside the town make their way here. I will call out your team names and your designated areas will be…”

“Redberry Woods?” Ingrid asked quietly. She was for once, dressed in something not too revealing. It was was a Ciltran garment called a Nykki that resembled a hooded poncho with cat ears, which helped hide her identity as a human. Underneath she wore a short and frilly babydoll dress and her feet were shod in fuzzy cowboy-like trapper boots.

“It’s a pretty safe area for camping” Zefir whispered back. “You remember seeing the giant spiders in the forest?”

“Oh those Shepherds of the Forest? I remember you calling them that.” Ingrid and Cecil weren’t particularly spooked with giant arthropods since they’ve both had their share of dealing with them during her Starchaser days. Cecil himself had choked one to submission by engulfing its head in his body, causing it to collapse from lack of oxygen, its sharp claws and mandibles rendered useless as it ended up getting stuck.

Zefir nodded “See it’s not just the giant bugs, anything that preys on people becomes free food for the Shepherds. In turn that makes the Redberry Woods generally safe.”

“Looks like you know where it is.” Ingrid said. Zefir nodded again. 

“It’s not far from here.” He then leaned over to Kinu and Kvaris and let them know.

“We should travel as far as we can then.” Kinu said, leaning over. “We leave after this meeting, we’ll have our supper at Autumnhollow.”

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Kvaris stayed behind for a couple of minutes before rejoining the group who had gathered at the gate. By the time she arrived, she saw the party talking with Roger, who was now sporting full battle armor and packing a bigger sword and a pole axe. It seemed that everyone was gearing up for a Red Moon.

“Take care out there, by tomorrow, it’s recommended that all of you stay inside.” Roger said. “A caravan from Ontala village is expected to arrive soon by now, they’ll be sheltering here as well.”

“Will do, Roger!” Ingrid said. She nodded at Kvaris and then the Whales stepped out of the town. Outside, they saw people setting up spike barriers a good distance from the walls.

“Stampede spikes they call them. On Earth we know them as Cheval de Frise.” Zefir said to Ingrid.

“Makes sense they wouldn’t be called that here.” Cecil remarked. “There aren’t Friesian horses in this world.”

The sky had turned pink by this time as the sun was setting. Off in the distance they could see the convoy of various wagons from Ontala making their way to New Gorpisal.

“Looks like they’ve come early.” Zefir said. “Let’s cut through the grasslands, I don’t want to be caught having to make these ‘Hi, how are you?’ small-talk. Nobody’s got time like that in a situation like this.”

“Yup, hate’em.” Ingrid said “But I love blowing them off by just walking past them. Good times.” She said with a big smile.

“Eyyy! Eyyy! Eeeeyyyy!!! Eyyy Ingrid, you too big to stop and talk to me no mo’?” Cecil said in an exaggerated accent, and that made Ingrid and Zefir laugh out loud.

“I forgot what the score was with that windbag.” Ingrid said.

“Ingrid forty-five, Windbag: zero.”

And with that, The Whales cut through the farms, avoiding the main road and headed straight for the grasslands and towards the forest. At that point, the Enthana girls took out their shields and drew their kriegsmesser swords. Cecil pulled in his bag of metal shots and slingshot while Zefir drew his short sword. Ingrid on the other hand briefly flared her aura and switched from her Nykki Poncho Ensemble and into her Solenrala.

“I always wondered where they get stored.” Ingrid wondered. 

“Oh right, we didn’t mention it but early at Rhathmin’s Atelier, while you were hanging there we bought some mannequins. That’s where your clothes get put on. It took us a while to enchant them and then we stored them in Autumnhollow.” Kvaris explained.

“Zefir and I did.” Kinu said. “Sis had to stay behind and supervise the work with the rest of the Milky Chain’s other abilities.”

“How many mannequins did you get?” Ingrid wondered. 

“Six.” Zefir said.

“Wait, so if you put a chicken suit on one of them I’ll get to wear one?” Ingrid asked.

Cecil groaned “Please, you need to switch off your theme park employee mode.”

Kinu shook her head. “No, you need to wear it first then channel your mana into those clothes.”

“I see…” She said. Three other ensembles huh? I wonder what else can I wear?

“We should get a maid to keep your clothes cleaned and freshly pressed.” Kinu said.

“One at a time, ladies.” Zefir remarked “We need to be earning big first…”

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