[Place Clever Sex Pun Here]

I'm not even in the door before Cilla's pounced on me, forcing me to hold her up with both arms as she mashes her lips against my own. I hear Ashes open the door to my room as I stumble through with the fluffy fury; the sounds of her undoing her clothing and slamming the door closed soon follow. I manage to flop onto the incredibly soft bed, even with Cilla still trying to eat my lips.

"Jeez, Fluffy-and-Flat, you think you could leave some for me?" Says Ashes, flopping onto the bed, and crawling around to my back. "Good job copying the silencing doors, by the way..."

I feel her bare breasts press into my back as Cilla finally releases from the kiss, pulling off her longboots and shorts. "Well, Bone-Lover, how about you live up to your name and come help me with his third femur."

"Hold on, I'm not even properly on the bed yet; you Harpies..." I mutter, scooting to the center of the large bed; thank the God's I made this thing king-sized.

As I pull my pants off, my "Third Femur" as Cilla put it, springs out, grabbing the attention of the bickering two.

"Mama's favorite sword." Says Ashes, crawling out from behind me.

Cilla makes her way to my left, opposite to Ashes. "God's, keep your fetish talk out of my ears."

I answer that little retort with a pinch on Cilla's rear. "I'm sure she's fine hearing you tell me to put a litter in your belly."

My Handler's face goes red, as her cheeks puff up in indignation. "Shut up..."

"Ooo, so kinky..." Ashes says, lowering her head to my cock. "Well, Baby-Maker, come help me ready your mate."

Cilla doesn't argue, instead just throwing me an angry, aroused look, before joing Ashes next to my shaft.

"Hey Fluffy, gimme a kiss."

Ashes begins smooching up and down my cock, prompting Cilla to do the same, as the two try to meet the other's lips. After a long lick to the top, the two finally meet at the very tip. I feel the Mohun girl wriggling her tongue, prompting my Handler to do the same; although, only the bottom of her tongue ever makes contact.

"There, he's lubricated..." Says Cilla; her face still on fire. "Well, since he owes me money, I should be first.

Ashes, however, was having none of Cilla's Logic. "Hey! He got the weapons my Dad made for him destroyed! That's at least like... equal."

Owch... right in my feelings.

Sighing, the Worgenfaust moves infront of me, and lays back; pulling off her remaining clothing as she does. "Well then, Corpse-Smith, come over here and let him decide who he's paying back."

"Oh, round two on our makeout..." Ashes quickly pounces Cilla, the sounds of the two moaning each other's mouths compelling me forward.

Both of their bare pussies were pressed together as they enjoyed each other's company, letting me grind against them both as I planned on who to please first. Deciding that making a choice was in and of itself, the wrong choice, I slip my cock inbetween the two, and begin slowly fucking their pressed-together bare bellies; if it slips into one of them, then there we go...

As I increase my pace, I suddenly slip up into Ashes, cause her to pull free from the kiss; as my cock had just rammed all the way into her.

"Fuck!" She yelps, her back arching.

I put both hands on Ashes hips, and use my tail to begin pleasuring Cilla; hoping that would keep her from tearing out my throat for my non-choice. I hammer away into Ashes, prompting her into endless moans and callings for "More" and "Deeper!"

I feel Cilla shift under my current plaything. "Well, maybe I'm not the only one wanting a litter..."

"Sh-shut... up... Fuck!" Moans the Mohun.

"Go on, tell him, and I'm sure he'll cum twice as much..." Cilla was now sitting up, in front my toy. "...then you can be a real Mama."

"Oh fu-mmm" The girl is silenced with another deep kiss; as my cock begins to throb for release, the kiss ends. "Make me a mommy! Please!"

Unable to hold on anymore, I thrust as deep as I can, gushing into Ashes, and filling her to the brim. My cum slides down her thighs in a steady flow, as I put more and more into her. Her near-silent gasps of pleasure egging me ever on to fill her womb; to make her mine. After the flood passes, I release my grip on her hips; letting her slide off my cock like a sheath from a well-oiled blade. She plants face first into the bed, twitching in orgasmic aftershocks; spurts of white gushing out of her.

Cilla crawls towards me like a hungry predator. "Mine... mine... mine..." She whispers, as her green eye flickers red.

Tired of being the one pounced on, I lunge forward, grabbing the prowling beast by her neck. I feel the purr of approval vibrate through my fingers, and begin teasing the wild woman with just the tip, pressed daintly against her pussy. She struggles and wriggles her hips, trying to somehow insert me deeper. My other hand grasps her hips, keeping them still.

"You. Are. Mine."

She whines and begs in submission, giving me pleading eyes. "Yours... all yours..."

"And the debt?" I ask.

"Still yours." She says with a cheeky smile.

I thrust deep, hard, and fast; taking that look right off her face. I hammer into her like a rabid beast, knowing she's hardy enough to take every last stab. My grip on her throat tightens slightly as my tail wraps around her, my other hand now holding the bedpost for more leverage in breaking her. Her limber, flexible body allows her legs to bend all the way back, putting her into a mating press as I continue to ravage her body and mind.

"Breed! Please! Please!"

Her begging sends me over the edge, as I unload deep inside my Handler, now trying her best to take a peak at the top of her skull. As the white gushing mess paints her insides, it does likewise to the bedsheets, pouring as quickly out of her as quickly as it entered. Once finished, I fall back, pulling out of Cilla like a cork; prompting a renewed fountain to spring forth. I lay for what feels like an eternity, my heart pounding, and my cock still throbbing for more.

"Dry."

The wet feeling around my lower half suddenly vanished, as I felt two warm bodies nuzzle into me, one on each side.

"Such a useful spell." Says a half asleep Cilla, yawning.

"I know, right... hold on, did I miss a spot?" Asks an equally tired Ashes, prodding at my right arm.

Looking to where Ashes poked, I see she was peering at some of the scales on my right arm... no, all of the scales on my right arm. All of them were changing before my eyes to a pearly white. I slowly get off the bed; not wanting to alert the two tired lovelies, and go to the mirror I placed in my room. The scales covering the right side of my body had all changed to this gracious pure white; even the horn on that side had changed to the same hue. I incite God's Eye to get a closer look, and see something new written into my being.

"Elemental Infusion: Light."