“I’m glad you all are safe,” Lauren said to her friends. “All because of you,” Nadalia said. Lauren opened her mouth to argue, but Axy cut her off. “Take the fucking credit,” Axy said to his sister. “Fine…” Lauren said, rolling her eyes. “By the Black Shores, that was… that was a sight,” Theresah said, holding her tricorn in her hand, sword sheathed. “This was that unwanted scenario, wasn’t it?” “In all my years…” Fóa

 Smokeless fire. Trodden ice. Corroded trees. Limbless bodies. Blood in the air. Gunsmoke. Splintered arrows. Armor in pieces. Weapons broken. Ashen mud. Scorched soil. Yells. Noise. Sensations. The rovers were winning – but not by much. Lauren sent an arrow to the skull of a Half-Dragon. Another copse of trees and the crossbow line using it for cover vaporized under condensed flames by Nadalia. Rita broke the spine of Dragon half her size under her foot. Valentina shot a Sprigga

 “Should we concerned that the Demon Centaur woman just spat you out?” Rita asked. “No, not right now,” Lauren said. “My Lady, I am confused,” Fóa said, spear raised towards the Nuckelavee. “Is she not our enemy? Is she not meaning you – and us – harm?” “Nah.” “Oh. I am confused.” “I’m impressed with your ability to make freaky friends, Laury,” Strea said, sheathing her saber. “Glad you didn’t drown, too, S

 Lauren sprinted for the rectum of the Supreme Succubus before she could encounter any of the odd internals of its design. Each thunderous vibration of the coitus happening beneath her made balance difficult to maintain with each stride. She could see the rectum and the inner side of the anus ahead of her. As she approached her choice of exit, a sheen passed over the lower intestine walls, turning them from a normal red into an icy, reflective white. Lauren skidded to a stop. Lauren could s

Malvra unceremoniously dumped Lauren out of her breast in a splash of milk onto the floor of a cave when Lauren was least expecting it. Lauren wiped milk out of her eyes, rear turning cold from the chilly floor. She stared up at Malvra, who was licking milk splatter off her breast. Malvra let her breast fall, bouncing, and she met eyes with Lauren.“Welcome to the service caves,” Malvra said, flourishing her right arm. “This is the inner structure on the northeastern end of the ridge around

 Without falling over from the slipperiness of the intestine, Lauren climbed to her feet. She had plenty of room to stand and stretch, but that space gave her no information in regards to the size of the Dragoness. She had dropped into the Dragoness’ posterior before viewing her entire body, the Dragoness flying into Lauren’s path too suddenly. Lauren could make only estimates. The sounds of the digestive track were abundant around her. First, Lauren went towards the easiest exi

 Lauren woke up to a faceful of sand, instead of in the grasp of some creature or at the bottom of the sea. Lauren pushed herself up to her waist and rubbed the sand off of her face. “Finally got that sand in my face,” Lauren said, clearing the sand from her eyes. “I was starting to get worried, Freezing Realm.” Lauren blinked the last grains of sand out of her eyes. She glanced outward, and she saw that she was on a beach, past which lay a land sparse with vegetation, lea

 Emotions were calmed, and bodies were recuperated. Rita briefly swallowed Strea to clean her. Lauren found her dagger near the edges of the campsite, having popped out of the Yeti’s arm during Valentina’s and his roll down the mountainside. Valentina scooped up her cloak and Lauren’s revolver from where the beast had ambushed her and Strea. Everyone settled back into their sleeping spots, save for Theresah and Rita, who took over the watch for Valentina and Strea. Nadalia

 Lauren and company stood at the base of the mountains. Despite the miniscule increases in elevation for the past few days, that spot could still be considered separate from the Funisks Mountains, but going forward, they would no doubt be grinding their feet into the mountains themselves. There were no paths. There were no handholds. Only stone, ice and snow. It would not be long before they would be climbing, instead of walking. The eight rovers secured their things as tightly as possible

 Lauren wondered if the forest they were travelling through had a name, or if the region was underpopulated enough that no one had named it. Many of the forests in the Core Realm had a name, but society there was more populous and spread out than in the Freezing Realm. It was three days since Lauren and company had escaped the Fissure of the Giants. A mountain range could be seen ahead of them, and they came to the assumption that those were the Funisks Mountains. The temperature had begun

 As her trembling body stilled, Fóa’s eyes darted over to Nadalia. Her head wrenched backwards, and she scrambled up to her feet. Her lips flopped a bit before any words came out. Lauren slowly stood, methodically pulling up her underwear, trousers and belt. “Knight Nadalia, we were- I was- She- I could not-” Fóa stammered, leaving every explanation that fumbled out of her lips unfinished. Nadalia stepped over to her, making the fox-reindeer flinch. Nadalia placed her left

 Lauren was somewhat unused to being inside another person (who was not Nadalia) around her own size. It was a sensation she had not felt in some time. Soon, the sensation and her shock passed. The exhaustion from her climb remained. Lauren pondered what her next move would be. Should she force her way out with a strong stretch or a thorough punch, or should she use some of her jam on her captor’s colon? At that size, she would have to waste very little of the jam. Lauren opted for th

 “Well, there’s one of two ways I can go about this,” Lauren said to herself, standing upright in the rectum of the Giantess. “I can go the long way, or I can try to go down and do my best to crawl out from beneath her.” Lauren thought about the matter for several seconds, tapping her jaw. “Long way it is.” Lauren climbed into the bowels proper, starting on her path to go through Giantess’ entire digestive system. Lauren moved with vigor, incentivized by the unk

 Four days after their dilemma with the bounty hunters on the frozen lake, the eight rovers came to the end of the trees and stepped out into the steppe. The temperature had stabilized a few days before the trees thinned and the grass began to flourish. Nothing but grass and shrubs stretched out in front of them for leagues on end. There was minimal variation in altitude. “Is there anything out here?” Strea asked as they trekked across the unchanging landscape, a day into the grass

 A few hours past dawn, the rovers gathered at the north opening past which lay the protected forest. On the other side of the wall, a light snow was falling. Glaðalf and her Winter Knights stood several fathoms from the rovers, between them and the keep, in a line. Lauren’s bow was strung across her frame. Nadalia’s, Theresah’s and Strea’s weapons were sharpened. Rita was wearing her cold-weather clothes. All of the rovers, even Rita, carried a bundle of preserved

“I should’ve had more tact,” Rita said when the door closed.“I think we all pushed her over the edge,” Lauren said.“Nay, she needs this,” Theresah said. “Her absence from her duty and her home must’ve been eating her up inside. She needed it to come loose.”“Bart and… Circe…?” Nadalia said, tapping her jaw.“She was the sheriff,” Lauren said.“Right. I remember. I can see that. One such as Valentina could have easily given them those positions, so close to

In the stomach of Rita, Lauren twiddle her thumbs. After waiting for Rita to spit her up to no avail, Lauren took action. She crawled around and pried open Rita’s esophageal sphincter. Being covered in Rita’s sexual juices and her saliva made it easier for Lauren to move around in the small, flexile space.“Hate to reverse choke you like this, but I things to do, Rita,” Lauren said.Rita’s esophagus pushed her back when she attempted to get a handhole. Lauren chalked it up to

 Lauren hit five minutes. She stood off the bed and faced towards it so that she could release Dansari and Rinnari onto it. Their antlers were stranger to feel going up Lauren’s throat than going down, and they fell onto the bed, with little room for both of them due to their filled bellies. They lay clutching each other, kissing. They broke the kiss and looked up at Lauren. “Thank you, o Battle-Mother,” Rinnari and Dansari said with genuine smiles. “Sure,” Lauren sa

 With one hand, Rauð opened the heavy doors of wych elm, and the sounds of mirth and friendly banter bounded to them. Rauð allowed them into the keep first. The ceiling was tall enough for Rita to stand. Rauð closed the doors behind them. They strode down a short hallway decorated with ornate torches, tapestries, banners and rugs, passing more branching hallways. They passed through a narrower doorway and entered into a great dining hall. Numerous long tables overflowing with bowls and p

 “We could go the long route,” Lauren suggested. “Pop out Strea’s mouth, and keep ringing the bells.” “But depending on how long that takes, Rita could wake,” Nadalia said. “You would know best, since you did the enchantment.” “I’d ask why Strea isn’t doing anything, but she’s probably enjoying this.” “And/or she can’t move.” Lauren pointed at Rita’s face. “Rita is pretty big right now. Not normal big, but big

 Lauren was stunned, for around two seconds, as she got her bearings in the milky breast of the witch. She cleared her head when she found a pocket devoid of milk. She smacked her lips, the taste of the witch’s milk on her tongue. She could admit that the milk tasted good, as much milk did, but she was less than pleased about her overall situation. Lauren believed that Nadalia was more than capable of fixing things on her own from the outside, but Lauren was not going to sit around an

 Strea and Theresah redressed. Lauren and Theresah reequipped their non-clothing attachments. Once the cooked rabbit had finished resting, Valentina doled the chunks out in small portions to Lauren, Theresah, herself and Strea, to the latter’s hesitation. All four enjoyed the rabbit, including Strea. Lauren gave three cloths from her bag to Valentina: two for saving rabbit for Nadalia and Fóa and one for wiping out the pan. When Valentina had finished cleaning, the quintet set out fr

 Lauren and Nadalia exited the passage onto the pavilion. Fóa was nowhere to be seen. Theresah and Axy ran onto the pavilion two seconds later. They spotted each other and stared at the third passage. All four of them ran into the passage none of them had entered yet. Nadalia put out her light spell, but torchlight at the end of the hall made her light redundant; so she dispelled it. The quartet found Strea, Valentina and Rita looking smug next to a fallen metal door that were it upright,

 Lauren honestly thought about masturbating in that capturing organ, her arousal from Nadalia’s display of battle never having gone even after time and through unconsciousness, but Lauren did not want to be caught with her hand down her trousers by Fóa if the reindeer-fox woman awoke. Lauren got the feeling that the warrior was not that kind of person. Lauren sharpened her dagger on the whetstone that Strea had stolen for her. After a certain amount of time that Lauren did not feel l

Lauren
saw a blue face staring back at her. It was her face. Her face gave
Lauren a disapproving glare. Lauren tried to throw her hands up to
show that she was unsure of why her own face glared at her, but she
was bodiless. Lauren remembered/realized that she had been knocked
unconscious.
Lauren
woke up. A massive weight pressed down on her. A musky smell
permeated the air. Beneath Lauren was pebbles and leaf detritus.
Lauren garnered her strength and lifted the thing atop her with her
back to

As
dark approached, they found a cave, hidden between two hills. Rita
was unable to fit into the cave itself, but she was able rest in the
mouth of the cave. Strea stayed with Rita as the rest ventured into
the cave. Nadalia produced a ball of light in her left palm for them
to see in the dark cave. They found a rounded chamber not too deep
into the cave, and they decided to rest there for the night. The cave
was warmer than the open air, though a chill still permeated the air.
A curiosity struc

Lauren
reentered the ramshackle hovel. Axy was asleep against a wall. Lauren
lay down next to Nadalia and snuggled close to her. Nadalia shifted
in her sleep. Lauren kissed her goodnight and fell asleep herself.
In
the morning, Lauren recounted the night’s events to Nadalia, Axy
and Valentina. Nadalia was upset she missed slaying a potential
Demon, but she was glad Lauren was safe. Axy and Valentina gave each
other a knowing glance and left the dwelling, Axy giving Lauren a
wink. Lauren smile

 At the end of the time she granted Strea, Lauren bounced Strea off of her butt, using her butt. Strea’s back hit the soft wall. Strea scrunched her face. Lauren showed the cat woman her right middle finger and squeezed her legs down through Rita’s cervix. Lauren wormed her way through the cervix, but Strea slid down, legs spread, and “kissed” Lauren on the mouth with her slit. With that last look at Strea’s crotch, Lauren descended through Rita’s vagina until sh

Lauren
fervently kissed at Nadalia’s vagina. In the correct room, on the
bed, Lauren and Nadalia were enjoying each other’s company the
sexual way, with Lauren’s face buried between Nadalia’s legs.
Lauren filled her vision with her second favorite lips in order to
overwhelm and drive out the image of her brother’s own sexual
activity. Nadalia was reclining on her elbows, nodding at slow
speeds. Lauren praised her knight by spelling Nadalia’s name with
her tongue. She could sense Nada

Lauren
reached the main level of the ruined tower, where she found Axy
conversing with Rita and Strea practicing with her saber by herself
some fathoms away from her love and her love’s Lord. There were no
torches or candles or magic fires on that level to light the area, so
Lauren switched to her dark vision. Clouds were thick above them, and
Lauren could tell the fluffy balls of water were ready to burst. Axy
had his back to the stairs. Rita saw Lauren first and waved at her,
which made Axy

“I
don’t know what you did,” Mor said as she returned to the rovers,
her belly’s occupant thrashing, “but it helped a fucking lot.
I’ll be done with him come
deep night.” She scratched her chest. “So, since the trickster
didn’t make you into dust, I suppose introductions can be made now.
I am Mor nighean Caimshròn, cobbler by trade,” she raised her left
foot to tap the fur boot, “bounty-seeker whenever I feel like it.”
“Already
said it, but Lauren,” Lauren reintrodu

Lauren
had expected nothing else than to find herself lying on the ground,
and she was. Lauren had expected to hear Strea bombastically
complaining, but she was not. Lauren expected to have a faceful of
sand, but she did not. Two of her predictions were dashed. Lauren
opened her eyes to see grass beneath her, which she had not been
expecting. Lauren got to her feet and took in her first view of the
Freezing Realm. Rolling hills covered in short grass stretched for
leagues around the rovers. A ro