Reassurance?

Returning to my untouched bowl of bean stew, I observed the scene before me. Nia, was lounging on Esther's lap. Esther's expression read like a gentle sigh – a warm smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with a mixture of exasperation and affection. Opposite them, Zarah and Oman were locked in their own world, trading flirtatious banter. A fleeting thought crossed my mind – were they harboring a part of Cyrus too?

“It's just us,” Esther reassured me, as if she could read my mind. There was an odd sense of calm in her voice, one that did little to soothe my nerves. The light in her eyes flickered, a sudden sinister glint that sent chills down my spine. “For now,” she added cryptically, the implication clear in her words. “It might be interesting to experience having a cock again, tho.”

“I… what's your aim in all this?” I found myself asking, my voice strained. Esther paused, her gaze softening as she looked at me. Her hand gently patted Nia's stomach, urging her to sit up.

“Jasper, I don't mean any harm,” she said softly, her voice strangely tender, a playful smirk playing on her lips, while her eyes locked on my crotch. “You, after all, are the one who released me. I feel that a show of gratitude is in order.”

It was Esther's voice, but the words were not. “As long as I'm alive, I promise you, you will have your share of fun. Just… share some of my gold you found,” she finished with a teasing smile.

The guilt washed over me in waves. I was the cause of all this. I had let this creature loose on the world, on my team, on Nia and Esther. I was the reason they were like this now.

“Aww, feeling a little guilty, are we?” Nia piped up, her voice filled with mock sympathy. “Would some head make you feel better? Or maybe you'd like to take me and pump me full of cum, just like you did with Esther? Or perhaps… you'd like to experience what Esther did to me?” She grinned wickedly, her tone teasing.

“I didn't want this!” I blurted out, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. “I didn't want any of this… I just… I just wanted a better life for us.”

“We are having a better life, Jasper,” Esther replied, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “We're experiencing things we never have before. And from the looks of it,” she glanced down at the tent pitched in my pants, her smirk widening, “you'd like to join us.”

Embarrassed, I stood up and walked away, making my way back to my tent. As I retreated, I heard Zarah's voice asking what was wrong. The last thing I heard was Nia's response, her words dripping with sarcasm, “Probably got a slug stuck in his throat or something.”