The Queens

In his drunken stupor Grok failed to realize that part of the bargain the Queen made with Ryena involved his services. A dozen kobolds had dragged him to the Queens personal bed chamber, the gilded kobold poured a vial of sweet fruity liquid down Groks throat, a warmth flowed from his mouth, and in a few minutes the aphrodisiac began burning his blood and his loins.

He sobered up enough as his heart raced with lust to ask the queen, "What are you doing?"

the small lizard not even half his size smirked "Your dear master has bargained for you to enjoy our hospitality," she points at the dozen kobolds staring at him and some beginning to rub their groins, "You will have the service of these kobolds for the evening, I will just make sure they are fulfilling their duties." she waves over the first pair of kobolds and they begin to jerk off Grok, they are surprised when the thing squirms like a snake at their ministrations. Grok just ideally moans. The Queen moves to sit on a nearby seat and one of the other kobolds begins to orally service on her as she observes the orgy.

Groks cock was enveloped by the moist slick tongues of the kobolds who moaned as his natural aphrodisiac lubricate worked its way into their system. The pair of kobolds stroked and licked every inch of his genitals trying to coax out an orgasm. As the tension built in his loins one of the kobolds speared herself on his shaft, comically the kobold couldn't fit more than a few inches of the tapered penis. She road his cock harder as it pushed into her small depths. The other kobold worked faster to spur on his orgasm. The flood of seed quickly filled the small kobold riding his cock inflating her womb, cum pour out in excess. The heat in his loins still burned after the first orgasm and the kobolds quickly switched places while another came to replace the one riding his cock. After Groks 5th or sixth orgasm another kobold fed him another vial of aphrodisiac. The queen mention something about a single vial would last a kobold an entire night, but given his size difference the effects must be diluted.

After the second vial Groks memory is a blurred mess of kobolds and waves of bliss. He awoke his head spinning and groin sore in the morning light, a pile of kobold on him just as exhausted as him. Filthy in the sticky mess of last nights hospitality. He crawled his way out of the bed to wash off his body but being hung over from both drink and **** he couldn't even concentrate enough to cast the spell to clean himself. So he sought out a bathroom to revive himself in the normal fashion. The first time he had a need to use a bathroom, this body seemed to metabolize things much differently than his old, he has had several meals over the past few days since being reincarnated but yet to need a bathroom. The bathroom of course wasn't much, this was still a primitive world even with the magic within it, there was a basin of water and a hole in the ground.

After a small recovery he made his way back into the bedroom where he sat down on a pile of pillows next to an ornate mirror. The first time he managed to get a real look at himself. It was a moment that weighed on him, he was really something else, he still recalling his old self. Less than a week seemed to have passed and his whole world had literally changed. Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined himself where he was now. Sure there were the escapes in his past life with games and stories but most of them he was the hero of some epic quest or some space faring captain. He took a long moment to really look at himself, seeing his form was a twisted mixture of humanoid and dragon.

In this contemplation the Queen watched Grok and after a minute interrupted his revelations, "First time ssseeing a mirror?"

Grok "No." he pauses a moment before revealing more of his thoughts he decided to limit is whole situation, could be dangerous to go around saying you were resurrected, he gave a toothy grin, "So where is Ryena?"

The queen snickers "You have a royal bedding and all you can think about is that witch."

Grok stands and move towards the queen kobold, gives a light bow "Forgive me your highness but I am young and foolish, my mistress was captured not the day before and all the excitement has me befuddled."

The queen rises with her own grin, "Well at least you make half decent apologies," she shouts out towards the door "Vaaaal" the door cracks open and a kobold in well kept armor peeks into the room and replies "Yes my queen", she begins ordering him about and preparing morning affairs, in which time many of the passed out kobolds on the bed have awaken and have made their way out of the room.

A half hour passes and the queen and Grok have time alone she pries a bit more information out of him with gentle conversation, mostly about the affairs that lead them here.