Fun for the whole Fami - I mean Party

With Mazoga taking off a third of the Iron golem's health bar with her first smite, the fight didn't even take a minute.

You, or rather Helga carrying you kept on marching until you reached a lake that made a good place to set up camp. You stretched out one arm and dipped it into the lake, while three others got busy beneath Helga's armor, now that you were no longer in combat.

The others quickly huddled around her, so you would do the same to them. Mazoga was still standing uncertainly at a distance. After watching awkwardly for a few seconds with obvious interest, she finally spoke up: “Ehm … I have two questions … one: Did I miscount, or did Nimis get more arms?”

Since none of your friends were inclined to hold a conversation right now, it was on you to confirm her suspicion. With three arms on each of your friends and one in the lake you should have only three left, but instead you had five.

“I think as my current species I get limbs equal to my level.”

“Okay... that answers the first question … second question: Why did you storm into the House of Dreams to recruit me as quickly as possible but now you drop at the first place you find to do what? Have an orgy?”

This time Helga, ever the leader, decided to answer: “Short answer? Yes, of course! It's not like we know where we have to go, so what better to do right now, than to celebrate a successful mission and praise Cupidite in the process?”

Mazoga looked at as, as if we were idiots: “You do know, that that dryad, we're supposed to recruit is almost guaranteed in Griever's swamp?”

“Uh?”, Helga had a hard time paying attention, because even though you were still holding out on penetrating her, you were still massaging and groping her.

“How do you know?”

“Right sorry, I forgot you're new to Alluvia. Let's just say you'll understand when you meet her.”

“So we know, where we're going tomorrow... now I have a question for you: Why aren't you enjoying yourself?”, as Helga said that, she unceremoniously unequipped her armor to make it absolutely, unmistakably clear, what she meant.

Mazoga blushed furiously: “ehm … Not that I wouldn't like to but … don't you think Cupidite would want to punish me and … you know … not want me to have fun?”

“I think we can agree, that you are not an authority on what Cupidite wants”, Joylanda said as she got up and shoved Mazoga towards the others.

Mazoga's face, which had been a stoic mask of seriousness this entire time, fell and with a sigh of “Fuck it” she unequipped her armor and let herself fall into the eager hands of you and your friends.

Even if she was quickly obscured by her new party members descending on her, you still got an eyeful.Mazoga looked like the ideal amazon. Huge, strong and still curvy. In a way she was similar to Helga, with her visible muscles and large boobs, each one larger than her head. But what made Helga appear almost homely wasn't just her short size, but also the fact, that her muscles were not as ridiculously pronounced. While Helga's abs were clearly visible, they still had the roundness that came with a bit of body fat still remaining. In contrast Mazoga's abdomen literally looked like it was chiseled from marble. The lines were hard and straight (that's what she said) and the rows of muscle went all the way from right below her boobs to her crotch where thighs, thick as trees emerged. Her biceps were almost as big Athariels legs even when the orc had her arms completely relaxed. Despite all that muscle her upper body still had a noticeable hourglass shape to it, with her chest as wide as her hips and her stomach clearly smaller.

Now that she finally was no longer wearing a helmet you could also appreciate her face. While it was just as angular as the rest of her body it was undeniably beautiful. Her black hair was braided into simple knots but still reached to her shoulders.

Helga and Ariadne went for her boobs right away, fondling them and popping each one nipple into their mouths. Athariel and Joylanda went to go between her legs, though you didn't take kindly to the girls suddenly abandoning you and while Athariel with her long legs reached her goal in an instant, the much smaller Joylanda could not evade your grasp and became the main focus of your attention.

Not that she minded.

She was already so wet, that her juice was running down her legs and your tentacle easily slipped into her pussy.

“FUCK! YES!”, she was overacting, probably in a futile attempt to get the others attention, but you could tell, that she wasn't fully faking thanks to the most recent gift from Cupidite: You could feel the Cupidite's Favor building up and much more important right now was, that it felt great. It was in a similar way like eating food not just made you feel better because it restored HP and MP, but because something inherent to the indulgence itself. Whereas the event in the bathtub had been nice, because your weird sexuality had told you, that girls cumming was good kind of like second-hand-joy, you now felt something for yourself. Something that due to lack for any other relevant experience you assumed was sexual pleasure.

You now had Joylanda bent backwards over your corpus with one tentacle each holding one of her limbs tightly while another two coiled around her tits with the large sucker-tip grasping them like milk pumps. With her legs spread at the right angle you could see her asshole clenching, like it was blinking and so you moved an eighth tentacle up and before you could work the entire sucker-tip in Joylanda came. One quick glance confirmed, that the other were to busy with each other to notice just how uneven your attention was spread and you decided you liked it that way. Once it was their turn you would catch them off guard.

So before her screams could catch their attention a ninth arm went for her mouth and she practically inhaled it. In her face was a vacant stare as she seemed to barely register, that she was essentially sucking your finger. You however had licked blood. Metaphorically.

When Joylanda came it gave a burst of Favor and so you promptly decided that she would keep cumming. Now you really got going ramming your tentacles in and out of her as hard, deep and fast as you could. The suckers on her nipples pulled and sucked as if you tried to **** her tits to double in size, while the suckers along the length of your tentacles, while naturally paying special attention to her clit, planted so many hickeys on her body, that soon she looked like she had got into a brawl with an entire nest of goblins.

The tip in her pussy planted kisses inside her vagina, until you found her G-spot, where you planted it firmly, still rapidly pumping the tentacle into her, causing the sucker-tip to go from long and thin to short and bulbous and back in rapid succession.

Joylanda was totally overstimulated to the point that if you couldn't see her HP and didn't receive bursts of Favor every few seconds, you would have assumed you had long since fucked her brain out.

Sadly, all good things had to come to an end and after a few minutes Joylanda started taking exhaustion damage and passed out. You gave her a bit of Healing touch, the MP for it coming back instantly, since your regeneration was currently doubled. With Joylanda spent, you set your sight on your next target. It was clear, that you would go either for Helga or Ariadne, or rather, you planned on taking all of them, the question was which order. You settled on getting Ariadne first for two simple reasons. One, she was closer.

Two you wanted to test the trick you wanted to use on the remaining three on her.

Your Relaxing touch had an 18% chance to paralyze the target. So if you cast it five times in quick succession, you should have good odds of succeeding.

Five tentacles reached out and made contact with her supple body almost simultaneously and before the wizard could react all of her muscles relaxed and she was yanked away from the orc tit she had been sucking and groping, while fingering herself.

If Helga registered what you were up to, she didn't let it show, instead she simple straddled Mazoga's stomach to grope both of her tits and started making out with her.

As for Ariadne, there was now a chance she would be paralyzed for several days, thanks to Mazoga joining and Joylanda donating so much Favor. That would be a problem for tomorrow.

For now she could still talk and used it to voice her appreciation over you using Flesh-forming, which right now made your limbs hard as iron, when you wanted them to, to hold her in position as you bent her like a pretzel.

“Fuck yes, Nimis! Please! Break me!”

You finally had decided on the perfect position. You were holding her in the air, so that she could see your body, Joylanda's passed out form next to you, and Athariel and Helga on Mazoga, who would soon share their fates. You had one tentacle coiling around her arms, binding them firmly behind her back, forcing her to push out her already large boobs. Two tentacles held her legs in what was obviously a painful position up behind her head, though she had made it clear, that she like it and since you received Favor, you had no reason to go soft on her.

Right now she could no longer express herself verbally however.

“Gluhhk! Gluhhk!”

She was gagging on one of your tentacles which coiled around her neck chocking her. In the same way as you had been with Joylanda you were both sucking her nipples and groping her boobs, but while you had been tugging and pulling on Joylanda's you were roughly squeezing Ariadne's boobs.

You used Flesh-forming to make a tentacle as thick as you could and pressed at her anus. While you had impatiently rutted into Joylanda and pumped as quickly as possible, you would take your time with the gnome. She did her best to relax and let you in, but you had to squeeze still. After all even before you had done what you could, your tentacles were not exactly thin.

You hadn't even pushed it half the way you wanted in, when she came for the first time, squirting over Joylanda. The halfling woman was so drenched with sweat and her own juices, that the difference was barely visible.

“I did not yet tell you to cum”, you admonished Ariadne in a playful tone and gave her a slap on her ass while you drove the tentacle as far up her ass as it could go. Then you made a great show of presenting the one that would go into her pussy, taking care to have as many suckers as possible rub against her clit, as you pulled it down, until the tip was pressing gently at her entrance.

“Now you can cum all you want!”, you promised her and dove in.

You had opened the floodgates. While you made slow strokes to fill her as good as you could she came continuously, to the point that the ground became muddy. You wished you had a tongue, so you could taste the precious liquid from the source.

Ariadne valiantly tried to keep up with your appetite, but it was just too much and after about ten minutes of her cumming at full **** you had to withdraw the tentacle from her throat. While she tried to stretch to keep in her mouth you could feel her squeezing harder around the tentacles in her ass and pussy, now that she could breath again.

You shifted your attention a bit and found, that your exploits had not gone completely unnoticed: Helga was no longer straddling Mazoga's stomach. Instead she was sitting on her face, though she was leaning forward, supporting her body on her arms, so Athariel had access to that muscular dwarven ass. Her face, however, was turned to face you, or rather Ariadne's pussy, which still had not stopped erupting in orgasm. And even though you had taken care, not to overdo it right away, you were nearing her limit. You caressed her face with a tentacle and there was an unspoken agreement.

You moved her up, so her juices sprayed on Helga's face, who happily held her tongue out. Than you used Ink-cloud imbued with both Healing and Relaxing touch. As both Ariadne and Helga went limp you set the gnome down and before the two normal-sized party-members could remove their faces from the clerics crotch you touched them both and cast Relaxing touch on both of them with six arms each.

All three of them were limp, as you pulled them closer to yourself. Instead of simply attempting to split your attention between them, you decided it was time for a group treatment. You wound a few tentacles around them to **** them into staying in their current position: Mazoga at the bottom, Athariel on top of her, facing her. You turned Helga around, so Mazoga was now rimming her while Athariel ate her pussy. And then you got to work with four tentacles you pistoned into the unoccupied holes in front of you with all the **** and speed you could muster. They were both so wet that you didn't have to spend a thought on lubing their asses up. Though Athariel and Mazoga could only make muffled noises, Helga moaned for the three of them.

“Fuck yes! You stupid orc slut! What were you thinking, fighting when you were clearly made to clean my asshole? Yes, Athy, keep going! You better not break before I've cum ten times!”

Indeed, Athariel was close to breaking. While at the beginning after she had regained control of her body, she had tried to support Helga's still limp body, she had quickly gone to flailing wildly, to holding onto Mazoga and Helga's hip for support and was now again limp herself, the only indication, that she still had something left to give being her tongue still dancing in Helga's pussy.

Then a slap on her jolted her body, though she lacked the strength to really react. Joylanda had awoken from her delirium, though not completely. Her face was still a visage of crazed lust and she wasn't speaking. She just threw herself onto the pile, scooting up, so her tits framed Athariels head from behind, while she reached down and started to grope the boobs of her friends, which were tightly squeezed together. Her mouth was hanging open and whenever she could would plant the sloppiest kisses on Helga's abs.

You couldn't resist and swung a free tentacle like a whip to slap the halflings ass a few times, turning it almost purple, before ramming it into her pussy. In response Joylanda started humping Athariels back doing her best to synch up with your pumping. Her mouth looked, like she was screaming in pleasure, but her voice was totally wrecked and so you could hear barely anything.

After about two minutes Athariels back was completely wet with Joylanda's cum and you decided to mix it up one last time. You shoved her away and turned the Mazoga-Helga-Athariel-sandwich over, so now the orc woman was on top. Then you directed Joylanda to sit on her, facing her ass. She immediately got to work liking around your tentacles as best as she could, completely unbothered by how she got hit, if she got in the way. You on the other hand, decided to give out some discipline as you again whipped down your tentacle, this time on the green ass. You almost regretted it, because her butt cheeks were as rock hard as they looked. The reason you continued, was because every time your tentacle came down, leaving a new bruise on that sculpted ass Mazoga clenched her pussy and ass and came. Hard.

You decided to go for the kill and used the trick you had discovered on Joylanda: Planting the tip of your tentacle on her g-spot you continued pumping, while you used Flesh-forming to make the tentacle in her ass as hard as you possibly could. You were going so rough, that you actually caused bludgeoning damage, to the point you apply Healing touch to her anus as you were destroying it.

And Mazoga absolutely loved it, screaming her orgasms so loud, that you could make out some words, even though her face was still firmly in between Helga's ass cheeks.

Mazoga was really going strong. While the others were all showing signs that made you slow down, and even the lust-zombie that was Joylanda was peacefully snuggling with Helga, Mazoga was still taking all you could dish out. She was still paralyzed, but with the others all out that meant you could put your focus where it mattered. You coiled a “soft” tentacle around the hardened one to explore even deeper into her anus and in a similar way you had shoved another tentacle into her pussy, stretching her so much, she looked like she was four months pregnant.

You skull-fucked her with one tentacle while two were fondling her tits and two tentacles were giving her a glorious beating she absolutely relished, spraying her orgasm out of her overstuffed pussy with every impact.

And suddenly, as if you had hit a light switch, she passed out.

You took care to use Healing touch until she was back to full health and set her on the pile where the other **** girls were sleeping.

You were back at Cupidite's place. Helga was to your left and to your surprise, she was hog-tied. Mazoga to your left looked fine, even grinning at you: “Thank you so much! I really needed that!”“Ehm, any idea, why Helga is tied up?”

“Oh, I'm guessing your Relaxing touch hasn't worn off yet. She should get free any second now.”

“Yep”, Helga said in a tone, that made it very clear, she was not amused, “only 260.121 seconds to go.”

“What? But it only lasted a few seconds for me!”

“If I may”, the rolling pin interrupted them, “That's one of the reasons I want to talk to you.”

“I am so sorry, your divine-ness”, Mazoga shouted, while throughing herself to the floor.

“If you ever call me that again, I'm excommunicating you! This is in fact the other reason. So Mazoga, out of everything you said, since you first pledged yourself to me, there were only two correct things: Yes, the dryad you're supposed to recruit is indeed the one from Griever's swamp.

And yes, I indeed want to punish you for going of grinding, when you could her gotten off grinding”, the doll explained.

“But if you think your punishment would be as bland as forcing celibate on you, especially when you've been going volcel this entire time, your a special kind of stupid”, the small round stone thundered.

“From now on you'll be carrying Nimis. Nimis, I expect that after tonight, you know how to find a continuous source of Hydration while traveling?”

You could practically hear Mazoga wondering, how getting fucked by you 24/7 could be punishment, but she was smart enough not to speak up against the soiled panties, that was starting to mellow down.

“We can discuss, on whether the punishment is appropriate the next time we talk”, it said, “for now we have a problem: You accidentally paralyzed half the party. Athariel will be able walk again a few minutes after you'll wake up, but I don't think you have the patience to wait for Ariadne and Helga to recover on their own.

Now I already got a nice reward lined up, that will take care of this the next time it happens, but for now all you can do, is make a detour to the next town, to get somebody else to cast Heal paralysis on the two … “

While Cupidite went on Helga and you could not stop staring. After their latest outburst you tried to cover your ears in anticipation of the shit storm that was coming, until you remembered, that you didn't have ears.

“I didn't know they could turn into people”, Mazoga mumbled to herself.

Cupidite looked down on their body. Their child-body.

To your surprise there was a smile on their face, with her not even bothering to change appearance. Though even Mazoga could tell, that the love god had reached a rare level of anger.

“Well isn't that just the most fortunate of coincidences. I'll talk to my siblings. You guys have a new quest. Have fun. And don't disappoint me!”

You immediately checked your quest log:

• Kill Jason
• make sure, he knows why

• make him suffer (optional)

• Kill Jason again (Questmarker)
• make sure, he knows why

• make him suffer (optional)

• And again
• And again
• Keep going, until he never dares to return
• Make sure that everybody like him gets the message

You got on Mazoga's back using two tentacles to carry Helga and four to help Mazoga to carry Athariel, not waiting for her to be able to walk on her own again. Joylanda was already leading the way despite visibly struggling to carry Ariadne.

You had a job to do.