Valentina’s
belly was a small bubble, for Lauren kept cumming, into the night.
Lauren had made sure Strea would not absorb them with her bowels when
the farmer realized (between lusty thoughts) that she and Valentina
were going to be inside Strea for a considerable amount of time.
Strea had several orgasms, brought on by either from their being
inside her intestines or from her being inside Rita’s womb.
Valentina had gone on a rant for the first ten minutes they spent in
Strea’s bowels, bu

Lauren
collected sap from the ash tree in one of her many empty vials and
sealed the small glass container to stow it in her bag. Strea was
rubbing her stomach. Rita was sitting cross-legged on Strea’s left.
Valentina was tuning her guitar. Lauren took her flint and steel out
of her bag, piled the fallen twigs and leaves from the tree at its
base and set the pile on fire. The fire spread to the tree. The
others quickly took notice of Lauren’s fire-starting.
“Aw,
why’d you do that?”
Va

For
an hour, Lauren had fun reading through the statements, instructions,
stories, blessings, curses and warnings the early inhabitants of the
Core Realm had received from her and her siblings, compiled and
stored away for safekeeping to protect their “truths,” but her
conscience eventually got the better of her. Lauren made the Texts as
they were and left the room of importance. As soon as she was in the
hall, Lauren coughed up Nadalia first and Strea second. She rubbed
her smooth stomach a

Nadalia
carried the shrunken travelers along the Throatway, bothered by no
more obstacles. The outer, southern farms of Grecinma developed in
number as Nadalia got closer to the city. Nadalia waved at a
wolf-like Pawkin sheepherder herding her flock around the pasture
close to the fence between them and the road. The Pawkin’s eyes
were full of wary as she stared at Nadalia and her masked face, but
the shepherd gave a tilt of her straw hat with her crook. Soon, into
the afternoon, the walls of

After
an hour of sitting in Rita’s breast, Lauren’s skin began to
tingle, so she bade Rita’s breast to stop melting her. Once she was
safe from creaming, Lauren began closing her eyes for a nap. Lauren’s
eyes shot open when she remembered that Rita was intent on stuffing
her breast with Valentina as well. She made it so that Rita’s other
breast would not melt Valentina. Then, she drifted off to sleep.
An
indeterminable amount of time later, Lauren woke up with a yawn. She
was still in

“You
think they’ve talked things out yet?” Valentina asked.
“I’d
bet they would have returned to us by now, if Nadalia had smoothed
Strea’s sails,” Theresah said.
“I
agree,” Lauren said.
Lauren,
Valentina and Theresah stood by the town well, waiting for their
other three friends. An hour had passed since they had left Cammia’s
shop, and the other half of the travelers were nowhere to be found.
“Isn’t
this the time when we start getting antsy?” Valentina asked.
“Pa

The
next morning, Lauren woke, redress, and stretched. When Nadalia woke,
Lauren gave her a light kiss, and the knight smiled. Lauren smiled as
well, but Melody’s departure frolicked to the forefront of her
mind. Her smile dropped, and so did Nadalia’s.
“What’s
the matter?” Nadalia asked.
“It’s
something for the whole group,” Lauren said. Nadalia pouted. “This
has nothing to do with you, don’t worry.” Lauren kissed Nadalia
again. Nadalia brightened. “But it is important

Upon
reaching Opserg, the seven travelers realized their exhaustion, so
they holed up in their rooms and Rita’s for the night. Lauren and
Nadalia had mild fun together, but they ended up dozing off before
either went inside the other. Lauren dreamt of her and her brother
having tea. Lauren took a sip of her tea.
“You
know you could have stopped time if you wanted a private
conversation,” Lauren said. “Axy did it the first time we went to
his shrine.” She sipped.
“I’m
not as showy

Lauren
fumed. Her fingernails bit into her skin. Her toenails bit into rock.
“Fuck that fourth question!” she said. Lauren looked over the
edge into the purple emptiness. “Where’s my retry, you prick?”
Not even an echo responded to her question. Lauren stomped her foot
in anger. The rocky protrusion rumbled. “Shit,” Lauren said, as
cracks spread beneath her feet.
The
outcropping shattered, and Lauren fell in a hail of rocks alongside
the cliff that stretched down into the emptines

Next
morning, Lauren and Nadalia awoke, ate breakfast and left the inn,
finding the other five directly outside.
“You
made it,” Lauren said. “I thought your libidos might have kept
you distracted all night.” Valentina coughed twice. “Not yours,
Valentina.” Valentina nodded.
“You
give us too little credit, Laury,” Strea said.
“More
like too much,” Nadalia said.
“She
is right, Strea,” Rita said. “We have been getting too frisky a
little too often. I apologize, Lauren.

Lauren
and Nadalia sat in the common room of the inn, eating bowls of spiced
porridge with cherries for breakfast, when Melody and Theresah
entered the room. Nadalia signaled them, and they beelined for
Nadalia and Lauren’s table. Lauren pulled out the chair next to her
on the left, which became the seat of Melody. Theresah sat across
from Lauren. The innkeeper brought two more bowls of porridge, for
which Melody paid ten copper. As the innkeeper left, Lauren saw
Theresah’s hand move in flas

Lauren,
Valentina and Strea marched through a field of stumps, leagues wide.
Two
hours after crossing the river, the weariness had started setting
into Lauren. Lauren could have removed that quality, but she
appreciated its humbling, dragging-down feeling. Lauren had seen the
events of the day settling on her comrades faces, so she had
recommended that they make camp. Lauren had taken the first watch,
and had done her best to block out the sounds of Strea masturbating
as the last of the Pixie an

Valentina
gyrated her hips. Strea kicked inside Lauren. Before events grew too
heated, Lauren ended any chance of either her or Valentina dissolving
Strea. Lauren tried one last time to pull off of Strea and Valentina,
but Valentina locked her legs around Lauren, twisted and put Lauren
flat on her back. Lauren was surprised at Valentina’s ferocity,
despite the guitarist’s admittances one minute ago. Valentina ended
up on her knees above Lauren’s groin, Strea continuing to serve as
a bridge

“Oh
no, wait, he’s just a Cambion,” Nadalia corrected. Lauren let out
a relieved sigh.
“Why’s
he covered in jizz?” Strea asked.
“Why
is Valentina on her back?” Theresah asked.
“Where
is Melody?” Rita asked.
“Lauren,
are you okay?” Nadalia called.
“All
right, time to get serious,” Lauren said. She steadied herself and
coughed up an engorged, smiling Melody, leaving herself trim again.
Melody’s stomach started shrinking. Lauren stood up off her knees
and straight

By
the time Lauren returned to hers and Nadalia’s rented room, the
Guard-Knight had woken. Nadalia was donning her shirt when Lauren
entered the room, but she had not yet put on her trousers over her
leggings and underwear. Lauren wanted nothing more than to undo the
clothing progress Nadalia had made and make love to her for hours.
Instead, Lauren gave Nadalia a quick kiss on her left cheek and
walked over to the small table and set down a loaf of bread she had
purchased from the baker on her

The
travelers journeyed down the road towards Irnstoln. Finding the
Harpsnur road from the apple grove had taken a few hours, and it had
taken them four hours from that point to journey back to the
intersection from the day prior. Lauren realized after rescuing her
friends from the Druid that a day had passed while she was
unconscious and imprisoned. That realization had prompted her to
forge her body against any future drugging attempts, since she had
forgotten to do so when Lyx attacked her. T

“Stop
fucking stepping on my foot,” Strea said.
“I’m
not,” Lauren said.
“Well,
it must be a ghost then, because I’m not stepping
on my own fucking foot!”“Don’t get me started on ghosts,”
Lauren said.
Lauren
and Strea’s search for their friends was going less than perfect.
Stuck together at the stomach and the chest, Lauren and Strea’s
every movement was clumsy, frustrating and prone to arguments. Their
pace was slow, but Strea still had the other travelers’ scent.
Lau

As
Lauren travelled farther up the Fairy’s digestive system, going the
indirect way, she continuously tried to get the Fairy to release her.
However, the sap remained thick and obtrusive. She scorned Waverly.
She scorned the Fauns. She scorned the Fairy. Last but not least, she
scorned herself for not being careful when she knew that Waverly had
better knowledge of the region and that the creatures which had a
common presence there were tricky. Her confines grew tighter when she
entered the sm

“I
can’t believe we were this close the entire time,”
Melody said as she, Lauren, Nadalia and Theresah passed through the
hedge behind the cabin.
“The
placement of those pits makes sense, when you think it over,”
Theresah said. “Why
would they keep their prisoners far from their central operating
point?” She plucked a twig out of her hair.
“Maybe
I should have burned our way through,” Nadalia muttered, rubbing a
scratch on her shoulder.
“Strea,
hell, even Rita should have

Lauren
pushed down. She lifted the Ogress and Lyx two heads off the ground
with her back. Lauren crawled forward and to the right. Lyx’s penis
popped out of Lauren’s posterior, and she moved out from under the
Centaurette entirely. Lauren took the opportunity to lighten her
bodily load and absorb all the cum inside her. Lauren’s arms and
legs trembled. She could feel her muscles tearing and her bones
crunching. She crawled faster and put energy into healing herself as
her body tore. Her st

Lauren
and Nadalia slept by the pool. At dawn, everyone reconvened at the
campsite. The seven travelers returned to the road and made their way
towards Harpsnur. Rita’s
attention became focused on the sides of the road the farther they
walked.
Strea yawned many times. Lauren and Nadalia held hands. Melody
flicked a coin into the air over and over. Valentina chewed more
tobacco. Theresah took in the scenery. An hour into their day’s
journey, Strea’s ears twitched. She held up her right fist

Lauren
sat in a chair across from Axy in a borderless room. Lauren crossed
her legs. Axy sighed.
“Are
they okay?” she asked.
“They
are,” he said. “For now.”
“How’d
it happen?”
“You
survived the fall; you didn’t survive the mast going through your
heart.”
“How
was she?”
“You
went through a nova or two to refresh yourself, a few mega-clusters,
some of the dark stuff. Bates and I had to calm you down before you
stress ate an entire realm. The others are asking qu