Fool me once, shame on me, fool me twice, shame on you,

I would have liked to see the looks on those canine faces when they realized their mistake, but of course, I couldn’t, I was too busy sprinting through tall grass with nothing on but a bra, amulet of the goddess tucked into one breast and the luneris stone tucked into the other. Why the bra you ask? Clearly you would, men, for being so interested in my chest you really don’t know the first thing about having breasts. That being that it’s quite impossible, especially for a woman so majestically endowed as myself, to run without a bra. Not only is the constant bouncing painful, but it throws your balance all to merry hell, especially when running barefoot through the woods. But I digress, the important thing was that they were deceived, and I was safe, for the moment.

Tall grass constantly whacked against my nether folds as I did my best to run through he meadow, ignoring the constant, incessant fondling of my womanhood by the tall stalks of grass, sticking up like so many erect cocks. The thought distracted me and I began to feel arousal growing in my core.

By the time Sister Luna reached the edge of the forest her breathing had become ragged from more than just the exertion of running. Her chest heaved, lifting her breasts up and down as she stopped to rest against a tree. Her face was flushed with arousal from the constant fondling of the grass and her nipples were clearly visible through the leather of her bra.

That’s not actually true, that leather is a black battle-harness, hardened to stop a knife or swiping claw, my nipples would have to be made of diamond to be see through it all.

Her nipples hardened like diamonds and her breath came in gasps as she resisted the urge to masturbate right then and there in order to relieve the pounding flood of arousal fueled adrenaline in her veins.

Sigh…

But thoughts of her young charges, the two sisters that had survived the camp massacre pulled her out of her lust-filled stupor. With a determined expression she started to march back towards the campsite, suddenly quite aware that her little trick with the wolf pack had left her almost entirely naked and with no weapon to speak of. At least, no weapon save the nigh-irresistible weapons that the goddess herself had created every woman with. Armed with her voluptuous breasts, diamond-hard nipples, a slick, glistening pussy, and an ass that just wouldn’t quit, she strode confidently back towards the camp, and the werewolves that she knew even now must be ravaging her friends.

Not… entirely true… I also had the magic of the luneris stone, the goddess’ blood magic, and the secret domination technique that I—

Are you TRYING to give away the plot twist ending?

Oh, right, sorry, please continue.

Thank you. Right. As she approached the camp, even so far off that she could not yet see the light of the still burning fire, the sounds of sexual debauchery reached her ears. High, shrill wails of ecstasy from Moana, the young librarian from the town of Bree that had joined them to chronicle their hunt, and the low, throaty moans of Tanya, the party’s aby’s newest initiate, having just turned 18 a few days prior.