The Ritual

Olaf smiled and watched the catboi eat. There's a lot of uncertainty amongst the followers, all of whom were starting to circle up around Kibo. There's immediately something obvious; most of them were female, and most of the females, Olin included, had runic symbols drawn on flat bellies between the pubis and the navel. These runic carvings look like very elaborate penises, a common symbol of fertility.

What Kibo had not perceived, though, was the passage of time. In being fed and wowed with many dances and instrumental shows he hadn't noticed that evening was approaching, and fast. The fire was stacked higher, began to burn brighter, while some of the women moved toward the slabs in the center of the circle.

"It's time, Kibo," Olaf said, tracing his hand over the nude catboi's back and along the top of his tail. A semi-erect cock brushed Kibo's arm. "Will you join us in the ritual of Fertility?"

Something stirred in Kibo, but if it's lust or literally whatever was growing in his belly, he's not sure. Regardless, the scene in front of him now was tantalizing, spellbinding... Attractive.

(Kibo takes 2 Libido Damage)