Always Ascending

[darlingng01]

I wrap myself around the dragonborn, becoming soft and plush. I hug her curves, squeezing her breasts just enough to keep them mostly immobile. I press myself against her, rubbing and massaging gently as I'm filled with purpose: relax and comfort the dragonborn, make her feel good and help her sleep. It wasn't what I'd intended to become, but now it's my job to be the best I can be. Every inch of her body I touch is slowly and methodically massaged, each muscle tended to at once with enough delicacy to not overstimulate. Everywhere I rub I also clean, absorbing sweat and dirt from my current owner, polishing her scales everywhere no one can see... I fight through the realization, reminding myself others will see it once I'm removed.

My hood gently rests on her head, pillowy soft on the back, plush enough to rest her head on should she wish to sleep.

[Ryuforce]

Duran laid there with a happy murr as the soft robe cushion her completely. Like wearing an overstuffed blanket of fluffy softness, it made the drunk dragonborn sigh happily as she felt it massage and rub into her, comforting  her quite a bit. "Mmmmn this turned out greeeeat." She said happily though with a bit of a yawn to her. Feeling quite sleepy now that she's surrounded by pure cushiony goodness.

[Nihtgenga]

"Ugh, what is wrong with those two...?" Retiaria muttered, turning away. "Gwen, I... I really need a drink right now. You mind?"
She gestured to her bosom.

[Alice]

Gavin watches the whole scene with Oric unfold.. "Well.. thats something you don't see everyday.." She and one of her girls grabs the Duran/Oric bundle and hauls them up a flight of stairs. "Afraid it's going to be a communal arrangement tonight." There are a half dozen beds arrayed in three bunks. They chunk the bundle of drunk softness into one of the bottom bunks and head back down stairs.

She nods to Gwyn, "Be happy to help you out with that burden whenever your ready." She doesn't push though in case she and red want to... take care of it themselves.

For Naethra she gathers up some food but pauses, "We also have the nutrients we give the girls in the orchard. I mean, we'd have to send someone out to the orchard to get them, but that is an option."

[Roselli]

Gwyn looks at her breasts and looks at Retiaria and Gavin. "Well, I do have two and more beer than any one person would drink. I'd welcome the extra attention- I mean assistance."

Gwyn has a bit of a smile on her face already knowing how good this is going to feel.

[Nihtgenga]

"Afraid it's going to be a communal arrangement tonight."

"That's fine by me." Retiaria said with a shrug. "To be honest, I don't like sleeping alone anyway. Just doesn't feel right."

She watched as the bar staff helped Duran and what was technically Oric up the stairs. Once they were through the door and out of sight, she turned back to Gwen, licking her lips. "So... let's have that drink then..."

Reaching out to unbutton Gwen's blouse, she gently pulled the cloth aside to reveal her bounteous breasts. Cupping them in her hands, she gave them an appreciative heft before turning her attention to a nipple. Giving it a light squeeze, she smiled to see the first drops of beer coming forth. Her tongue darted out to give it a taste- and giving the nipple a playful flick at the same time. "Mmm, delicious."
With that, her lips descended upon the engorged nipple and she began sucking, looking up at Gwen as she did so.

[Ordos]

Nutrients... in the orchard.  She'd almost forgotten about the tree-women.  How close had she come to becoming one of them?  Structurally, what was different between them and her?  She really should head out and look but...

She raised her free hand over her mouth to conceal her yawn.  How long had this day been?  She'd been a tiefling, a tree, a tankard, and some type of plant woman thing today. 

"I... I think I'll be just fine with some sleep.  Thank you so much for your hospitality.  You've done us all a great kindness."  She smiled at Gavin before looking back to the full-titted Gwyn.  She pictured the imposing inn-keeper and Red suckling at this sloshing tits.  She found she really didn't want to think about that.  She drank the rest of her cup (and it was just a cup, no familial relation, she reminded herself) and placed it, empty, on the nearby counter.  "Would you kindly show me to the communal bunks?" 

[Dichotomy]

Well... okay, best to look inconspicuous. I rest my hands atop each other over my stomach... which just means that my... new curves jiggle all the more as I move, which is all the more distracting. The amount I'm blushing is sure not to help too much... but anyway, I go over to where I remember the fertilizer bucket being... gods this is embarrassing... to give a tree enough so I can get a sample to properly analyze.

[Alice]

Gavin nods, "Follow me please." She leads the way up the stairs to wear a very cuddly Duran and Oric are occupying one bunk. "If you need anything let me know..I'm sorry how today went.."

Downstairs Red and one of Gavin's girls start in on Gwyn. It takes quite a bit of time.

In the orchard Lou is able to once more feed and milk a tree gaining a vial of the nectar for her troubles. It seems that most of the townsfolk are headed for their beds, to stay out much later would put her in danger of standing out.

[Roselli]

Gwyn moans a little and feels weak in the knees as Retiaira starts to caress her breasts with her lips to coax free the golden brew from trapped inside her swollen breasts. (See, I can write all romance novel like)
The pleasure felt greater than just milking it herself. She could feel how sensitive er nipples had becomes and how wonderful the attention felt. When the other woman joined in Gwyn was overwhelmed and couldn't focus on anything but the pure bliss and pleasure she felt from being milked in this way. She was almost disappointed that once here breasts where empty that she wouldn't be able to feel this way again.

She wasn't sure how much time had passed while the girls filled their thirst. She was so happy to have filled them and enjoyed every moment of it that it could have been hours or days. But in reality was much shorter. As they finished Gwyn ran her fingers wantingly through Red's hair wondering what her alcohol tolerance was.

[Nihtgenga]

As Retiaria drank from Gwen's breast, her tail slid up her leg, rubbing against her thigh. Meanwhile, Retiaria's free hand moved across to squeeze the barmaid's ass. She didn't even realise she was doing it at first, but it felt... right... to be touching her there. As Gwen's hands ran through her hair she let out an occasional moan as they brushed against her horns.

She drank and drank, occasionally stopping for a breather or just to kiss Gwen's breasts. Eventually, she'd had more than enough to get her rather drunk. "Mmm, you taste sho goood..." she said with a giggle, planting a soft kiss on Gwen's nipple.

[Dichotomy]

I head back to the inn- not for fear of standing out, I've got too many other concerns at present for that to occur to me as numbering among them, and I hold tight to the vial with one hand while my other arm holds tight to my bosom, trying to minimize it's movement- I already feel like I'm bound to overbalance and fall at a moment's notice and all onto my face... should I prioritize gaining some garments to better constrain such? No, I'm sure it'll be unnecessary, I'll have this sample analyzed and have myself back to normal in no time.

It's quit silly really- something I'd never have fallen prey to if the initial transmutation hadn't effected my mind so profoundly.

Arriving back at the inn, provided I do so without incident, I ask where I might find a proper alchemical laboratory, or at least an alembic.

[Alice]

Gavin meets Lou, "Ok.. You can find the town Chemist tomorrow. She'll be closed up for now, and probably won't open her doors till after these goblins are run out of town or get bored. Still I'm glad you got back here safe.. if that gnoll was still here she would have sniffed you out in a moment."

She draws some curtains as she rolls the pony keg of Gwynbrau behind the counter. "Get some rest, Time enough to fight back, and even to look into what happened tomorrow."

[Dichotomy]

I blink, and shake my head, curly ringlets bouncing about my shoulders "I'm not much of one for fighting, but I love a good mystery... alright, sleep should certainly help... many magics wear off naturally after sufficient rest as the formic matrix more naturally reasserts itself, so it can't hurt." I mutter "Umm... where should I stay? I need somewhere with a desk and some quiet."

If provided with such, I thank her and update my spellbook with some notes about my day, and get some sleep- though it's very odd finding a comfortable position.

[Ordos]

For as tired as she was, Naethra had a hard time falling asleep.  She was in a bed!  It'd been ages since she'd been able to sleep in a bed.  But still, weary and drained as she was, sleep wouldn't come.

She tossed and turned, her leafy hair ruffling under pressures, her now notable chest and bottom weighing oddly on her frame.  Her body felt so different.  It took almost an hour for her to realize why it felt so wrong; her tail was gone.  It used to curl around her legs under her covers while she slept.  Odd that she found herself missing it...

Her mind wandered to the day's trials.  To her pink faerie fire, her empowered bolts, and that terrifying moment when her connection had been severed.  She tried to think about how that would work, what sort of force or magic could disrupt the pact?  How had she been brought here?

When she thought everyone else was asleep, she quietly got up from her bed, fetched a dagger from her pack, and carved the words "What do I owe you?" in elvish over her bunk.  Only then, with her question posed, did she find herself drifting into restful sleep.