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“Is it too much to hope for that it actually resembles a human penis this time,” Duncan asks.

“Unfortunately, it does,” she purrs. “You can look if you like. You will find it a bit easier to find this time. I considered making it fluorescent orange as an aid, but I opted for the ‘large print edition’ instead. You will tell me if it isn’t too your liking, won’t you?”

“I will be certain to do so. For now, shall we be on our way? You promised me adventure, and I would like to see some while wearing my own skin.”

“So soon?” asks Felixia. “I was going to go back to Norax’s to continue my recharging session.”

“I think you have been fully recharged. In fact, I would venture to say ‘overcharged,’ judging from what appears to be leaking down your leg.”

Felixia looks down, and seeing the wet streak on her fur, gracefully lifts that leg and begins to clean it with her tongue. “Listen, Young Spareling, not to sound as if I expect your undying gratitude or anything for all I’ve done for you, but after a century of chastity, I really would appreciate the chance to finish what I’ve started with Norax without having to go chase away horny dwarves or hear you hollaring my name. Human mating rituals may be as short as your sex organs are, but we Felechon like to take our time and enjoy the experience.”

At Felixia’s words, Norax begins to purr loudly, and the cat head at the end of his penis wakes up, yawns widely, and then starts nodding in agreement with Felixia. Occasionally it utters remarks such as, “That’s right,” or “Preach it, Sister,” which Duncan finds both distracting and disconcerting.

He addresses Norax. “Can you make that thing be quiet? I can’t handle hearing it talk like that.”

Norax is offended. “What’s the big deal? You humans let your cocks do your thinking for you, so what’s the problem if mine wants to do the talking for me?”

Duncan turns again to Felixia. “I suppose I can give you that much. How long will you be?”

“Oh, that is big of you,” she says. “And by the way, it’s a good thing you are being so magnanimous, because that’s the only way you’re ever going to hear a female refer to you as ‘big.’ Anyway, since you are being so understanding and all, I suppose Norax and I can do a quickie just this once. What do you say, Sweetie?”

Norax simply smiles in response, but his penis replies with, “One quickie coming up! Just a quick cum and go! I’ll be in and out in a jiffy! Just a fast bump ‘n’ grind of the nasties, and we’ll be on our way! No slow horizontal dancing for us; we’ll be break dancing in double time! Here we go to do the—“

Duncan interrupts the appendage’s running commentary and says, “Very well, I will wait.” He sits down, with his back against a tree to get comfortable.

“What a sport,” says Felixia. “Remind me to return the courtesy should you get lucky with some beauty. And by ‘get lucky with some beauty,’ you realize I mean ‘when you get **** enough to pay some hooker with no scruples or taste.’ Make yourself comfortable. We won’t be more than a day or two.”

“A day or two?” Duncan sits up. “What happened to ‘a quickie?’”

“That is a quickie,” says Felixia. “What is your idea of a quickie?”

“No more than a few minutes — 15 at most.”

Norax burst out laughing. “Fifteen minutes! Are you serious? Why, I lasted 3 hours my very first time, and I feared I would be cursed with such premature ejaculation all my life!”

“You can hardly blame them,” Felixia says to Norax. “It’s likely an evolutionary trait. If I were a human female, I’d want to get the whole sorry experience over as quickly as possible. Nevertheless, Young Spareling, ‘a few minutes’ won’t cut it for us. You might as well come up to the treehouse and wait there. It will be a lot more comfortable.”

Duncan considers this. True, waiting in a home would certainly be preferable to the hard ground, and perhaps there would be some decent food. Given Norax’s size, though, he wonders just how comfortable Felechon accommodations would be for him. Besides, remembering the sound of Felixia’s screams when she was ‘recharging’ earlier, he wasn’t so sure he would get much rest, being in the same house with her if she did that again. It goes without saying that he finds Norax’s serpentine penis more than a little terrifying, and he’s not so sure he wants to be close enough to the couple while they are copulating to witness or imagine how on earth something like that is being used on Felixia.