The next morning...

The first thing you feel when you slowly awaken the next morning is soft warm skin, and silky hair covering you from your neck down. When you look down you see Story is still how you left her the night before, clinging to you and breathing softly against your muscled chest. You look away uncomfortably as an unusal tightness in your chest overtakes you, and it is then that you finally see it, or rather her.

An extremely small woman, grey as stone and naked as the day she was born, is standing just to your right apparently having been watching you sleep with a curious expression. Her petite frame is entirely smooth, like polished rock, and her body has all the lovely curves of a much larger woman. Her facial features however, are far more strange. Her eyes are bright, impossibly clear gemstones, and her hair looks like it is made of strange thin crystalline fibres, yet bouncing and flowing much like normal hair. From her back the same sort of clear crystal jutted out in a pair of insect-like wings, currently unmoving. All of this combines to make her ethereally beautiful, even though she only stands at maybe 9 inches tall. Her curious gaze isn't so much on you as your staff, looking just as stiff as the mage's this early after waking up. She glimpses you looking in her direction and she puts her hands up in front of her wether to cast some sort of spell or placate you, you dont know.

You jump up quickly and go to roll towards your club, next to the small entrance to your alcove, before you see that it no longer rests where you'd left it. Story lets out a small yelp as she is deposited unceremoniously on the floor, and turns to look at you in annoyance. "W-what in the name of the gods are you do.... ing..." She starts before her voice dies in her throat at the sight of the miniature woman. "Who are you?" You question the tiny grey being, trying to sound threatening, "And how did you find my home?" Her wings begin flitting up and down too fast to be seen and she darts up into the air close to your face. She just hangs there, seemingly unafraid of you in the slightest. "I watched you set those traps yesterday, and I watched you kill those naughty heroes who came to kill me and turn me into potions and other nasty things... You saved me," the stone girl says dreamily, flitting down to stand atop your still very hard morning wood, "and then you brought me back here in that!" she says, smiling and pointing towards your beat up backpack.

"G-get off of there!" you hear story stutter, now standing and pointing angrily at the little woman, "What are you!? Tell us your name and get away from there." The woman giggles softly, her laugh the sound of a crystal windchime tinkling in the breeze. "Fine fine, jealous much?" she asks teasingly, making Story blush heavily, before flopping down and hugging her whole body around your meaty rod. She is surprisingly soft and warm, and you shudder slightly at the sensation of her whole body resting on your cock. "My name is Spinel, and I'm an earth pixie. Adventurers come around a lot to try and kill me and take my eyes, hair, and wings to sell or make things from... its horrible really," she growls cutely. Suddenly you twitch involuntarily, as the pixie girl starts rubbing her whole body up and down along your length. "Why you little b--." You hold up a hand to stop whatever Story had been about to yell and hopefully halt her impending meltdown. You werent quite sure why she seemed so angry but that was a question for another time. "You say I saved you, but we never even saw you. The only one the heroes attacked was the golem," you say, groaning involuntarily as she slides her body against you, stimulating you much more than you would have thought possible as her silky, soft, grey flesh glides effortlessly along your rigid shaft. Her tiny cunny seems impossibly warm and wet, making her even more slick as she slides up and down your rod. "Aaah... W-why have you come back here with me?" You ask desperately, trying to keep your mind off the pleasure of her full-body job.

Story meanwhile, is leaning back against the cave wall, rubbing her thighs together and fuming silently. Embarrassed that this situation is turning her on she just listens in silence, trying to keep her body in check. "You're really interesting... I watched you grow from the pathetic thing you were before into this more hunky form. Watching you grow will certainly be fun and I'm tired of being hunted. Let me show you how... 'useful' I can be to your family." Quickly Spinel slides up your staff to the tip, her head hanging over, and her hot little tongue darting out the lick at your urethra. You are fast approaching your limit and have to steady yourself against the wall as the tiny seductress uses her entire body to try and bring you release.

Story, no longer able to help herself, is on her knees, knuckle deep inside her dripping wet sex. Her breathing is labored and it seems she too is almost nearing her limit. You motion to her to crouch in front of you, and she quickly complies. She watches close up at the pixie riding and servicing your throbbing meatpole, panting slightly and letting out a quiet whimper. Suddenly you're at your limit and you growl loudly, unleashing a torrent of your thick batter, directly into the pixie's face. The first jet knocks her loose and she lands face down in Story's cleavage. Her entire body and Story's face and breasts are painted with jet after jet of your liquid hot spunk. The feeling of your essence against her skin sets Story off too making her groan deeply in ecstacy, shuddering and sitting heavily on her hand.

With one last jerk, you step back, staring lustfully down at the pair of women painted white with your seed. "W-well it looks like our family has grown again..." You chuckle, breathing heavily. It takes a moment for the stone girl to extract herself from Story's chest, gasping and sputtering. "Keep *cough*... Keep cumming like that an- *burp*... excuse me hehe. And your family will grow crazy fast." She jokes happily "I thought I was gunna drown... Warn a girl next time will ya?" Story looks dazed, and just like the night before she tries to scoop up all your cum, bringing it to her lips. The little pixie girl is also trying to ingest as much of the stuff as she can while cleaning herself. "Mmmm, elfie here wasn't joking, this stuff is the tits!"

You grin, sitting down in front of the women, moving your loincloth to cover your still mostly rock-hard shaft before they can jump on it again. "As enjoyable as this has been we have some planning to do. You are both a part of my family now and I will protect you to the best of my ability, but to carve out a place for us in this world I have to get stronger. To do that I must kill many of those detestable 'heroes', so let us take stock of our abilities and come up with a plan." You say seriously, trying to capture their attention. "Well..." Story starts awkwardly, snapping out of her dazed cleaning "I'm not going to be much use with no equipment or clothing... I refuse to go galavanting around in the buff. Aside from that I really only know one attack an a few light magic spells for minor illusions and other things." You nod thoughtfully and turn your gaze toward Spinel expectantly. "I can manipulate dirt and stone, but away from my cavern I'd need a good long while to make a new golem to inhabit. I can however make a less stable mud golem version of myself if needed," she rattles off with as beaming smile. "So we have a naked, novice mage... A perverted stone pixie... and a pint-sized Boss wannabe..." You mutter, "Well empires have been built on less I suppose. Let's get to work leveling then."

"You will both need to get stronger anyway to pass through the zone wall at the entrance to the caves... By the way, what do we call you anyway?" Story asks blushing slightly, "In all the excitement I forgot to ask..." It takes you a minute or two to think and you are glad she asked you instead of just calling you 'Minitaur' which would have come up on her displays. "We can't exactly call you mini with a dong like that monster, hehe..." Chimes in Spinel, grinning lecherously up at you like a tiny stone old man. "Buuuut I personally think we should call you Mastaur, you've basically made slaves of us, or at least me," She says with a comical wink, "With that giant cock of yours, and if you're gunna get bigger and stronger, something imposing like that will definitely fit!" You look to Story exhasperatedly and find to your surprise that she doesn't seem amused, instead she seems serious and is blushing even more furiously that before. "A-actually... that isn't b-bad..." She mutters, just quietly enough for you and Spinel to hear.

"Well that settles that, even elfie wants to 'serve' you! What do you wanna do now Mastaur?"