Flee

“Ok, now they are kidding me”, you gasp” This must be at least 30 Goblins if not more.”
“What the fuck, we are only first Level.” Derek complains.
“We cant beat them.”, Vulva says putting her Hand on Throbbs, who is already drawing his sword.
“Fall back!” you shout “Lets search for a back door.”
Quickly you fire two arrows at the advancing goblins, hitting one. Their advance comes to a short halt, while you and your companions retreat into the forest.

The next hour is a constant game of hide and seek. Listening to the noises of the orcs and goblins your party tries to avoid them and find a place to hide.

Carefully you sneak through the forest. It has been quite for some time. Suddenly there is a whistling noise in the air. Short black arrows rain down on your party, while orcs break through the bushes an charge toward your party. You have walked into an ambush.

Old Gromit goes down, three arrows protruding from his chest. One Arrow grazes Vulvas thigh, two hit Throbb and stick out of his chain mail, the nameless ninja kicks one arrow aimed at him out of the air. Suddenly the sound of battle roars around you. With instincts and speed you didn't know you possessed you raise your bow and plug an arrow in the chest of one orc trying to charge Layla. With one last scream the beast tumbles and crashes at the clerics feet. Layla nods in your direction and begins to recite a prayer to her goddess, while you fall back looking for an new target. Throbb readies his shield and slams into one charging orc, while drawing his blade. The orc goes down but avoids the mighty downward bash of the barbarian. Derek casts an incantation and a glowing field of magical energy forms around his body. The ninja engages an orc trying to flank your party, nimbly dodging the blow from an axe and kicking the orc in the stomach with his knee. Vulva draws her two scimitars and defends against two orcs charging her. Her whirling blades open a bleeding wound in the leg of one beast, while the other nicks her shoulder with his blade. Her injured leg seems to hamper her movement so you target one of her opponents next. As you loose your arrow the goblins in the bushes loose another volley. Your arrow injures one of Vulvas opponents while she disembowels him with a double handed stroke. Suddenly you feel a sharp pain in the hip where one of the arrows has hit you. A strange heat spreads through your body an drives the pain away, this must be Layla's spell, who now engages the last of Vulvas opponents. Throbb has been hit by another two arrows, bleeding, but cleaves the skull of his opponent with one mighty swing. You shoot at one of the goblins impaling him through the eye. Suddenly Derek charges forward unleashing a gout of fire into the bushes burning the goblins. You see Throbb stumbling, the big barbarian got charged by another orc impaling his side with a spear. You have no clear line of sight, so you drop your bow and concentrate. You feel your clothing rip under your rapidly increasing body as you change into the form of a white tiger and leap at the orc. He goes down under your weight. You mighty jaws crush the arm he raised to defend himself. You rip into his body with your claws and bite again this time crushing his ugly face.

The battle has been won. You gaze around seeing all your companions wounded but Throbb is ****. Layla at his side. “I need time to heal his wounds we got to take cover.” she says. Vulva and the ninja take up the barbarian, while you growl at Derek. He nods and takes up your equipment. You are on the run again. This time you take point. Your animal senses taking in the forest. After a few minutes your party reaches a small stream, which flow from a gap in the mountainside. The gap leads into a small cave. ”I think we can lay low for a while.” Vulva say panting: "Besides Throbb needs healing.” You change back into human form cursing: ”Damn this were the only clothes I possessed.” Derek grins at you: ”If you ask me clothing is overrated, especially if you are as hot as you.” You stick out your tongue feeling Vulva's hungry gaze upon your curves. As if agreeing with you Layla strips out of her white dress. She raises her arms praying: ”Blessed Karess, grant those before you the blessed oblivion of thy caress.” A soft ivory glow seems to emanate from her body and you feel a warm sensation spreading through your body centering between your legs. You start getting wet. Layla knees down besides Throbb opening his trousers. True to his burly size his cock is a monster. Giggling the elven girl run her tongue up and down the thick veiny shaft, engulfing his cockhead with her lips, starting to suck his cock with wet slurping sounds. Her head bobs down faster, the wounds on Throbb's body begin to close and he opens his eyes. The barbarian tries to push his hard cock deeper into Layla's throat. She evades him chuckling, a thick rope of saliva running from her mouth, dropping down on her firm tits. With a naughty grin she anounces: ”I have cast the rite of the blessed orgy. Any act of fornification will ease your pain and heal your wounds. So feel free to fuck your brains out” Her gazes rests upon ...