Revealing practice

The odd trio that stands at your domains entrance gleam over the structure that stands in there way. Looking about as if waiting for an enemy to appear and strike. Though that’s not what you plan to do. Ideas of how to take on the bunch needed to be better planned out, as **** is not the goal for today.

“This place is creepy. Have you been here before Raven?” The impish gnome questioned, to what you assume is the the name of the evil looking one. To which she responded with a simple grunt.

“Should I take that as a yes, or no?” The girlish little one pouted. Clearly not used to working with the team she’s with today.

“Raven’s not much of a talker, Deena.” The orc girl states in her much deeper voice than Deena’s.

“Well that doesn’t help!” Deena yells out of frustration.

Raven just grins in amusement, stepping further onto the bridge from the others. Though her eyes were blinded by cloth, she moved her head about as if looking around. You’ll have to take that into mind as she may not be blind at all, and may wield some foreseeing ability.

“We are not alone.” The blindfolded Raven states. Her power is clearly that of some magical nature. How else would she be able to detect your presence?

“Finally! She speaks.” Deena grumbles. Her attitude everlasting as they converse amongst each other. Jesse however, draws her axe, ready to attack at any given moment.

How should you present yourself in such a situation. Do you dare wait and hope they attempt to pass, leaving you with no reward in a fight to the ****. Your thoughts linger behind still eyes as your plan brews. You must do something to provoke them, but how?

After some thought, you decide to reveal yourself. Not moving, but only voicing yourself to the girls.

“You trespass on my property. What do you have to offer, in hopes of entering my gate!”

The party of women recoil backward on there feet. Closing the distance between each other, putting up a guarded position.

“Who goes there! Show yourself!” The Orcish warrior commands. Arms raising her axe to her side, ready to swing at anything. Deena similar strikes a possible, pulling out a wand from who knows where. The only one that doesn’t react scarcely, is Raven.

Believing that revealing yourself would provide you with sometime to plan your next move, you listen to Jesse’s demands. Unwrapping your wings from their coated position at your shoulders. They enlarge behind you, revealing the muscled stone that was hidden behind them.

Your appearance seemed to instill some pause among the group, as they admire the monstrously that is yourself.

“Amazing.” Raven calls out. Confusing the hell out of the miniature Deena.

“More like disgusting!” She insults. Glaring her anger at you.

“It’s a gargoyle! Brace yourself!” Jesse informs. Stepping forward in front of her colleagues, shielding them from you.

“I do not wish to fight!” You roar over the ladies. Flapping some wind in there direction with strong thrusts. Deena’s dress, pulled along as the breeze brushes past her legs.

“Then what do you presume we offer, foul beast?!” Deena rebels, fighting her dress from revealing herself.

“I’ve grown bored of this retched bridge. I wish to venture further inland where I originated... the mansion. You three will take me there.” Your deep voice demands. Believing that your proposal will entice them enough.

“So what you ask is guidance? What’s stopping you from going there already?” Jesse conveys her questions. Her guard drops ever so slightly, as Raven walks up beside her.

“My abilities make it possible, yes. However, I have been bound to this location with a sigil engraved in my back. It’s power prevents me from escaping my duty at this post.”

“Awe! Doesn’t that suck!” Deena, mocks uncaringly.

“He probably speaks the truth!” Jesse, speaks up. “His species creation did basically revolve around the enslavement of stone with blood magic... so to speak.”

As Jesse spoke, Raven stepped forward, cocking her head awkwardly, presumably confused.

“They would carve monstrous humanoid like figures into stone, bringing them to life... who knows” the last bit of Jesse’s lesson, turning opinion, gets cut off.

“Please, show me.” The wicked cloaked woman requests. Her arms peering out, creating an opening of her frontal part. The attire underneath wasn’t much like clothing, but moreso of her body was wrapped in the same style that’s around her eyes and head. Much of it starting around the ankles and foot. Similarly wrapping around each leg concealing her crotch, as it twists around her back, wrapping back around to her torso. Adverting around her small breasts, framing them with the clothes stripes. The exposed nipples, pierced by square rings of metal.

Surprised by the view of Raven’s exposure, it takes a second for you to register her. Realizing her confused look earlier, was actually one of deep thought. Raven proceeds to display much admirability.

As requested, your massive figure breaks pose, bending down low, to drop off the pillar. Your position taking up the bridge with its size, as it stands before Raven. Your hunched landing, erecting to full height, shadowing here presence.

“Umm, Raven! What are you doing!?” Deena squealed jumping back behind Jesse. Pointing her wand out, using Jesse’s large ass as cover. Deena’s hand unintentionally grabs hold of some dark orc cheek. Though Jesse doesn’t seem to mind as she’s to worried about Raven to pry.

Looking about at the three, you grin, at there pitiful approach. Most would have attempted to kill you by now. As you look at Jesse, you question as to if she’ll attack you first. So you might as well give her mind ease that you won’t attack. Turning away from the group, you surrender your backside. Folding your wings in front of you, revealing the engraved markings carved into your stony skin. Allowing them a closer look, you squatt low enough for your dick to reach the floor. The loin cloth that conceals drapes over only at your front half. So nothing prevents the women from freely ogling the pillar and stones.

“I’ve seen this before.” Raven revealed to her friends. Retrieving mixed signals from them, as the two examine you fully.

“Can you actually see?! Cus it looks pretty gross to me, Raven.” Deena conveys her view, presumably noticing your genitals displaying plainly.

“Wow! Yeah, I don’t think we’re looking at the same thing, Raven.” Jesse follows, probably witnessing your manhood as well.

Then Raven’s smile widens into that of a grin.