Heart To Heart

The morning is mostly uneventful. Alea finds herself sticking close to Jenna, gazing at her while the image of her in that dream keeps flashing through her mind. She finds herself much more interested in what Jenna has to say than she used to. Usually listening to the futa drone on about business bores her to tears, but today it seems sort of interesting. Idly, she wonders if her mind has started falling into a beta way of thinking.

"So the most interesting thing about these woods is the tit moss. They are clumps of moss that grow on trees in pairs that take the distinct shape of a big ol' pair of tits." Jenna prattles on, while cupping her hands to illustrate just how big they are.

"Now, tit moss itself isn't very valuable. It's just clumps of moss. However, in the summer, bug girls will get so horny they'll stick their dick between the soft moss tits, where they'll leave their semen behind. That semen is like strands of silk once it dries, and is often used in needlework." Jenna continues to explain.

Alea blinks at that. Up until this very moment, she had no idea insect semen was used in such a matter. She feels like she should be grossed out, but honestly what is leather but the dried out carcass of an animal?

Sometime after noon, they arrive at a bridge over a river, where the clear waters divert further upstream. Jenna stops them there so they can bathe in the river. Yadra protests at first, but her persistence wins out and soon the trio are bathing in the cool waters.

For a short while, it is like Alea and Jenna are kids again, playfully splashing each other and fooling around in the water. Eventually, however, the alpha Jenna returns, and she is soon teasing Alea and rubbing her dick up against her.

"Damn, Alea. Your balls are so tiny. They don't hide your cunt at all. It's like you're a beta." The futa says as she presses her fingers up against Alea's pussy.

"Don't touch me there!" She protests, but doesn't pull away, letting Jenna's fingers tease her soft tunnel. Soon Alea is moaning as her friend's fingers disappear inside her, two fingers curling around and grinding against her soft spots.

"You should just let it happen, Alea. Stop dreaming about Mystic Arts or whatever and become a trader with me. We'll explore the world together, you a me, and I'll make sure you're kept in the lap of luxury." Jenna insists as she grinds her fingers into the futa, hitting all the right buttons.

Alea is having trouble seeing the downside. Joining The Throbbing Immortal Fist School is such a long shot. She has a better chance of winding up a beta to one of the practitioners than a student herself. Whereas travelling the world with Jenna as her partner, as a kept beta, sounds real nice. They'd been best friends forever, it just makes sense their destinies would be entwined like this. Looking in Jenna's eyes, she sees a confident smirk there. But more than that, she sees the reassuring smile of a friend who she could imagine spending her life with.