By enjoying the city's many sexual delights

"I fucking hate waiting in lines." Fenri spat as they finished registrations in the early evening, the sun setting as the city's night life came alive, merchants and local restaurants illuminating the area with magical artifacts enchanted with lights while the ladies of the night made their debut. Citrinas grabbed her crotch and tried to hide her growing arousal, the residual effects of the potion leaving her with male equipment while Varrick just ignored them completely.

"Hey Fenri, since we've got time to burn, wanna go have some fun in the city?" Verdi asked, his offer causing Fenri to perk up.

"Hey, we're here to search for my sister, not... Whatever it is you guys want to do." Citrinas said Fenri smirked.

"Ah don't worry princess, you can come along too. I doubt this one cares if you're sleeping around considering he's fucking me too." She said as Citrinas looked to Varrick for support.

"Tristiana probably got here only a week or two ago. If she's planning something, she'll have to spend some time making preparations. One night isn't going to be the end of the world." Varrick said, giving his indirect permission before looking to Fenri. "If Verdi gets hurt, I'm holding you responsible." He warned as Fenri scoffed.

"Yeah, yeah." She said dismissively before looking to Verdi. "So, you remember any fun brothels?"

"Depends. You wanna make some cash and prove you're a good fuck to the entire city?" Verdi asked.

"Are you whoring me out? Not saying no, just wanna be clear on what our night's gonna look like." She answered as Verdi shook his head.

"There's a place that offers pussy eating contests. You throw in a silver coin, pick a girl, and compete with everyone else who threw in to see who can get their girl to squirt first. It might still be around, might not. Can't hurt to check it out." Verdi answered as Fenri chuckled.

"I'm liking your idea of fun already. Let's do it." She said excitedly while wrapping her arm around his shoulder. "Lead the way to the promised land, prophet." She commanded as Verdi waved Citrinas and Varrick goodbye.

"Bye guys, off to get some ass! Meet you back at the inn!" Verdi said as he dragged Fenri through the streets of Olskroya. Leaving the regions where blood and gambling prevailed, he took Fenri south where the city's most hedonistic pursuits were found. Soon, they found themselves surrounded by ladies of the night, each of them clad in lingerie and showing some skin. Every species could be found in the city, going from the manticores with long tails ending in dripping orifices specialized for secreting lustful toxins to hot springs kept warm by the ambient heat of salamander girls. Every which fetish could be found in the city as they reached the red light district. Before long, they made it to a bar lit with enchanted artifacts, the metal emitting light akin to a light bulb from the modern era. Waiting outside was a devil who was chewing on some sort of narcotic, the rubbery item in his mouth soaked in alchemical reagents that stank up the area in his direct vicinity.

"Hey, you guys still doing the pussy eating contests?" Fenri asked, walking towards the devil as he looked Fenri and Verdi up and down before flashing a toothy grin.

"Yeah. You two here for dinner, you wanna be the meal, you just here for the show?" The devil asked, seemingly content no matter what their answers were.

"We're hungry." Verdi answered as the devil chuckled and gestured them in.

"Right on time. We were just about to start another round." He said, gesturing them inside as the pair entered the bar. Almost on cue, they heard a deafening screech of a banshee as she enjoyed a violent orgasm, drenching her vampire partner with her juices. She was currently sitting atop a stage alongside 9 other girls sitting in plush chairs with different partners between their legs licking away at them. A bright stage light shined down on the stage as another orgasm was heard across the room, the seedy bar containing multiple stages for such **** exhibitionist play. No less than 300 people were packed in the surprisingly large room, with more screams being heard above and below them. Half of the moans were from competitors in the debauched event while the other half were onlookers who lost their inhibitions and opted to go for full intercourse in full view of the cheering crowd.

Upon winning, a hobgoblin wearing long, flowing robes of a noble walked up on stage and handed the vampire a small pouch of silver coins as he hopped down from the stage to loud cheers from the crowd of onlookers. Helping the now insensate banshee down along with the rest of the competitors, the hob goblin gestured with his hand, summoning a small team of goblins to run out from underneath the stage and grabbing the tainted chairs while replacing them with freshly cleaned chairs for the next round of competitors.

"They trained goblins to work in this place?" Fenri asked, surprised to see the perverse, near mindless creatures resisting the urge to **** the many women in this seedy bar and obediently doing menial tasks like serving drinks, taking orders, and cleaning up.

"Oh, this place is owned by a hobgoblin who bought the land and turned it into his dungeon." Verdi explained as Fenri took a closer look, noting the style of the building matched up to the human breeding farms she'd seen in her career. "Pretty smart business plan. He has no overhead costs for manpower, it's self cleaning, anyone who competes will get hot and bothered enough to rent out a room and finish the job, and he can charge extra for the liquor for people who just want a show." He said as Fenri whistled in appreciation, gaining a newfound respect for the goblin race.

"Fuck Verdi. You really knew how to have fun back in the day." Fenri said as Verdi's sight went dark, his arms pinned to his sides as he was lifted into the air by someone hugging him from the front. His face was was buried into the cleavage of the largest pair of breasts he'd seen in his life, the almost scalding hot flesh engulfing his head as oxygen deprivation became a genuine threat. He thought about crying out for help, but soon gave up. If he was destined to be smothered to **** by the largest pair of breasts he'd seen in his life, who was he to fight fate? "The fuck?" Fenri said, smelling the familiar scent of sulfur and dog hair from earlier as the person hugging Verdi let him go, allowing him to drink in fresh air.

The person before them was the strange hellhound from earlier that said she recognized him, the girl no longer wearing the hooded cloak and standing proud in what could best be described as the bare minimum amount of clothing. She wore no shirt, wearing only white bandages around her breasts to bind them in place, the strips of cloth hanging on for dear life to support the F cups concealed behind them and a pair of panties that displayed her long furry hellhound legs that matched her claws. She had pitch black skin akin to coal while her sclera and fur matched her skin, as though she were a shadow given flesh. She had a solid six pack and little to no fat on her body, her body slightly bulkier than Fenri's speed optimized build. She towered over even Fenri, standing at approximately 7 and a half feet as she held Verdi in a close embrace. As for her face, she was an exotic face with slender features and high cheekbones, her expression one of pure joy and lust.

"Hello again!" She said happily as Fenri clenched her fist.

"Oi, you fucking following us?" She asked as the hellhound girl shook her head.

"No!" She answered indignantly as Verdi chimed in.

"She's telling the truth. She was here from the start." He said as Fenri sniffed the air, smelling the sulfur on the girl all around the building. It seems she was a frequent patron of this place.

"Yes!" The hellhound said before looking down at Verdi and cocking her head. "Wanna taste?" She asked playfully as Verdi weighed out his options. She was undoubtedly unhinged, but she was also one of the hottest women in the room, her face comparable only to Fenri's feral beauty. They'd have to do some actual work investigating the city for Tristiana later, but for now he wanted to enjoy himself.

"Alright, let's do it... Uh, what's your name?" Verdi asked as the hellhound made a giddy smile.

"Eris!" She said before looking at him expectantly.

"I'm Verdi." He said before looking to Fenri. "Hey, go find a girl, I'll sign us up." He said as Fenri scoffed.

"Going for the crazy girl?" She asked while looking at Eris, the hellhound unfazed by Fenri's little jab.

"She's batshit insane. That means sex must be just as crazy." Verdi said, giving his logical answer to his illogical action before grabbing Fenri aside. "Plus, look at those jugs. She makes Citrinas look small." He added as Fenri looked to Eris and nodded in understanding.

"If she accidentally crushes you, I'll tell Citrinas you were killed by a meteor." She said.

"Much obliged." Verdi said before looking around the room. "You see a girl you like?" He asked as Fenri nodded, following her nose before her eyes.

"Mouse girl over there in the corner wearing the cloth hood and veil. I can smell she wants it and she keeps looking at me." Fenri said as Verdi sensed such a person fidgeting nervously as she stared lustfully at Fenri. She was shorter than even Verdi, standing at exactly 5 feet with large mouse ears and a rat tail that she tied around her waist like a belt.

"Why her?" Verdi asked.

"I like my lovers smaller, weaker, and more feminine than me since I love dominating those kinds of people." Fenri explained, earning a nod of understanding from her partner in crime. "That's also why you place number one as my favorite fuck buddy of all time." She added while patting him on the head.

"Thanks!" Verdi said cheerily before pausing a beat as he processed her compliment. "Wait, fuck you!"

"Best part is that she gives off virgin energy. Making her squirt's gonna be a piece of cake." Fenri continued as Verdi shrugged.

"I don't really care about winning. I just wanna have a girl I can use my entire tongue on, and she's the tallest person here." Verdi added as Fenri frowned at his comment.

"What do you mean? How long is your tongue?" Fenri asked, puzzled as Verdi looked around the bar, every eye in the room fixated on stage as they watched the women on stage moan and spasm as their partners got to work trying to please them. Seeing nobody was paying any particular attention to him, he opened his mouth and extended his tongue partway, the tendril reaching a full 6 inches in length and dripping with saliva far more viscous than a normal human's. He moved it around a bit, reshaping it into different orientations and licking at the air to show off its dexterity. If anything, moving his tongue was easier than moving his human limbs, his inhuman monster form giving him more than enough experience manipulating flesh tentacles.

"Thee? Aye godda abe' a bick giwl do uth awe ah thith (See? I gotta have a big girl to use all of this)" Verdi said, his tongue still dangling out of his mouth as Fenri licked her lips. Without warning, she grabbed his tongue between her index finger and thumb. She gently tugged on it, watching it extend further and further from his mouth as he continued drooling, his saliva pooling in her hand as she inspected it, as though she were eyeing a top cut of meat. She put her hand in his pocket and dropped a handful of coins in it before leaning down and whispering in his ear.

"Next round, you're going to be tasting me." She commanded before letting go of his tongue and licking the saliva off her hand. "Do well, and I promise I'll repay the favor at the inn later." She said lustfully as Verdi tried to avoid ripping his pants from his half erect cock.

"Yeth ma'am." Verdi answered absentmindedly, letting Fenri seduce her partner before signing both of them up for the next round. As the hobgoblin called the quartet up on stage, Eris eagerly threw the pair of panties she was wearing aside and sat in the massive plush chair while Fenri grabbed her partner and threw her hooded robes aside. Before the mouse girl could protest, Fenri lifted her up by the arms with one hand, displaying her like a trophy she got to work stripping the mouse girl's clothes off with her other hand. The girl she was holding flailed about, trying to break free of Fenri's grip as her petite body was shown to every patron in the bar, her pink nipples practically shining underneath the light as her groin began dripping, her masochistic tendencies awakening from Fenri's ****.

"Hey Verdi, bet you I can make this one squirt before you do!" Fenri challenged, parading her latest prey around as Verdi smirked, staring down at Eris and licking his lips

"What are we betting?" Verdi asked.

"Loser has to spend the rest of the night sucking or licking whatever the winner wants when we get back to the inn." Fenri answered.

"Then I hope you're thirsty." He said arrogantly as the hobgoblin began counting down from 5.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!" 10 moans resounded through the hall as the next batch of girls were orally pleasured, their partners intent on proving their sexually prowess as the crowd behind them cheered and gambled on who would be the first to get their girl to howl.