Nope-somebody's insisting on KYC

While those two went off to do whatever-hopefully hashing out the finer details of how to perform their given task, I get to enjoy the fun parts of my life more fully-the little monstrous harem naturally cropping up around me. While I kept the relegation of breeding duties to the Goblin Broodmothers, to keep down on the infighting, that wasn't to say I was immune to the charms of some of them. The thick curves of the cowgirls may not have been for bearing children, but they were still excellent to squeeze and watch jiggle as I rut into them. Fortunately, Warmth let me hold pack the otherwise unstoppable tide of my potency, so I didn't need to act particularly careful-free to leave them just as much of a cum-filled mess as the ones who did get the privilege of bearing my companies of spawn. Trying out one of my new abilities added an interesting twist to it-as I melded a tentacle to one I was fucking, we shared some of the sensations of of the flesh-though none of the control of the other, providing an incredibly interesting feeling of being on both ends of the act. Frankly, slightly disorienting for me-and judging by their reactions, much more so for them, as they can suddenly feel themselves squirming and filling their sisters and mothers. I had some experience with a humanoid body-they had none having a form like mine.

Alas, just getting to bide my time as reproduction swells up the ranks of my monstrous regiment wasn't going to happen. People were always going to be a bother-I'd honestly expected to have to answer more 'what are you doing?' than I have already, so when a women wearing layer under layer of fine clothes accompanied Arete, my internal response was more 'about time'. However, she seemed very confused-so I kept quiet, gauging her from the 'privacy' of plain sight. Apparently, my ally hadn't entirely informed her of my nature, all the more obvious by the ensuing exchange where the old alchemist was desperately hiding a grin.

"Alright, where is he? All I see is this...fleshy thing in front of us. And all these vermin running around." "Oh, they're closer than you'd think..." How she didn't catch on as she walked around my circumference is beyond me, but eventually, I had to break this charade to get to the point of the matter-which caused her to jolt up a bit out of surprised. "Alright Eiko, what do you want? The 'fleshy thing' is what you're looking."

She barely took a second to regather her wits and composure-instead of addressing me, she continued to ask Arete. "You talked about me with him before?" She got a shake of his head. "No. The name thing? That's just something they manage to do."

"That's not all. I know a little bit about all I see. I know you're here because you're nervous about things you've heard." I explain before she finally speaks at me. "Alright. Yes. Some of the requests I've heard from the grapevine have been...very concerning, and I'm wondering if I should be bringing it up higher. Care to explain?"

I shove down the instinct to point out a direct confrontation is probably a poor idea-if I really was up to something nefarious, she'd simply go missing. Fortunately for her, I'm feeling up for having someone else able to admire my tactics-so I instead drop most my girls off into the arms of other waiting ones, letting those fused to me become surrounded as I entered my worm shape-now considerably more fleshy with the change of my body. "Come, I'll show you."

The once meager tunnel entrance had grown to a veritable cavern under my order. Not because of any noble thinking like wanting to move as many as possible, but merely because I planned on entering the fray myself, necessitating that it be enlarged significantly to fit my bulk. This would set back the project a couple days, but that would just mean a few more clutches of monsters to fight with. I motion the forward part of my mass, leading the trader in. "We're going to use this. Put them all right under the wall-then bang, no more wall."

"Do you really think you'll be here that long?" She asked, seeming a bit curious. "If I were using human sappers, this would take years. But we have something...shall we say, more efficient." A bit of walking, past the various offshoots that had turned this place from just one road into a camp under a camp for my progeny, and we arrive at the end-where the clang of an entire mob of insectile creatures battering at stone with their claws rings out. I give her a few moments to observe their progress, watching as they scored through rock at a pace that left the main obstacle 'can the kobolds clear the rubble fast enough.' "So, you see what they're for-can you provide?"