Chapter 15

What's next?

The Village and it's Inhabitants

Votes tallied in two separate columns, who to talk to, and who to go to bed with:
1.) 1 vote for talking to each of the following: The younger looking grouping of men and women, The Chief, The gaggle of men, The gaggle of warrior looking women, The matron women or the women with dicks are my vote, The Magi
2.) 2 votes for each: The woman who changed you, the women with dicks; 1 vote each of the following: The gaggle of men, The gaggle of warrior looking women, The Chief.
This isn't necessarily the greatest majority, but if combine the woman who changed you and the women with dick votes, we come out to 4 votes total, which seems fair enough to write sex scenes for.

You new found freedom suits you well, and you find yourself generally speaking to anyone and everyone in attendance at the night's parties; when visitors slowly float out of the dining hall, you're allowed to view different men and women dance and generally enjoy the evening's aura. The Chief beckons you to sit beside her.

Stumbling forward, you plop next to her, quickly being jerked up from your seat and onto the Chief's lap. Her large meat is directly pressing against your back.

However, for all the bad things which had occurred to you in the past few hours, the Chief lets you up after a few minutes of her just enjoying you on her lap, with the next group being the gaggles of men, women and women with dick's which make up the party. You easily flow in conversation with them, forgetting your pained stomach, dizzy head, choice of outfit, or anything of the sort.

All of them are all too eager to talk to you, teaching you about the village, and as form of payback, asking you about the outside world. In your drunken state, you mostly are dealing with exaggerating what little knowledge you too have of the village, drinking along with the group, and generally enjoying the company of all.

Eventually the party peters down, and you find yourself sitting amongst one specific subset of the group: the women with dick's.

In your drunken stupor, you don't think much of it, but do giggle and enjoy their jokes about you being the cutest girl of the group, asking if you needed a pacifier. When you complained about some pain from thirst in your throat, one of the more vocal of the chatty group stood up and spoke to you.

"I can give you a drink." She said with drunken confidence.

"I'd appreciate it." You said with a genuine smile. How nice these villagers had been to you!

Well you sang the villagers praises in your head, she approached, and you soon found yourself with her meat in your mouth. It's musk hit your nostrils immediately, and you found her grabbing your head and pumping up and down your dick. You, confused as much as someone could be, went along with, and the whole situation quickly turned into a group session of providing you drink, after drink, after drink of cum, all directly shot down your gullet.

After six dicks in your mouth, your jaw was sore, and you found yourself on your knees as one woman along strided forward to you.

The Chief's head entered your mouth, and soon enough, you felt her pumping your head over and over again over her dick, making you into a personal vacuum. However, as her massive dick began to pulse, she moaned and groaned.

"You seem full enough, princess." She said as her dick slid out, covering your face from forehead to chin in spurts of cum. After that, the women lost any semblance of composure, only stopping themselves from anally penetrating you due to your diapers.

Some came on your face, some in your hair, others on your outfit, others just enjoyed a good group jerking session and let it landed wherever. Some let you just swallow.

They all slowly filtered out from the field leaving you a belly fully of food, **** and semen, and a killer headache. Sitting on the group, just getting comfortable, you heard a familiar voice whisper behind you. The woman who had changed you pulled you up like a ragdoll, setting you on your own two exhausted feet.

"Well, me oh my, that was quite a sight. Being marked by the Chief!" She said, taking your hand with ****. Her voice was drunk, just a bit, but no where near yours. Matronly was the best word to describe her, and you slogged behind her, feeling full to the gills. When you reached her recognizable hut, you let a sigh of relief; of everyone here, she seemed the most similar to a caretaker, so you should have a peaceful sleep.

You were sorely mistaken. Following behind her, you found yourself being (wo)manhandled into what was a forest tribes version of a changing table, quickly put on top. With handcuffs on your limbs and the posture collar, it was close to impossible to imagine escaping the whole apparatus. The woman chuckled as a thick leather strap crossed your torso and finished your restraint.

"Now sweetie, do you need a change?" She asked like the whole situation was normal.

Your slurred words replied in the negative, and she left briefly, coming back with something behind her back.

"What a good little princess, staying right where I left you! Now, I may not have a dick like those girls you so liked out there, but I have something even better." She said, wagging a large strap-on, the same color as her skin. Gulping a bit, you tried to muster some sort of reply, not able to mutter anything recognizable.

Very quickly your diaper is undone, and you find your legs splayed up in the air. Cold air surrounds your anus. That cold air is quickly filled by the large fake dick the matron had been wagging in front of you, with you crying out loudly, exclaiming the pleasure. It hit your prostate in seconds, and besides the pain, you enjoy every second of it.

All you can do is lay back as she talks dirty words to you. You cum one time. Then another time. Losing track, you only realize you're alive and a human when the dildo pops out, the sweat which had beaded around your body now recognizable. She was panting, looking disheveled, and you see her smile.

"You're a little anal virgin, huh? I never had gotten to use that, was a gag gift, but you seemed to enjoy it." Undoing the strap across your torso, she pulled down her top, her large chest popping out. "Let's give you your before dinner lunch."

Her nipple fills your mouth, while her sing-songy voice touches your brain and your diaper gets re-taped. "Now sweetie, I can make you feel really good. But I want a promise from you. You've got your cute little slimes to protect you. I don't want my little angel every touching a sword or hurting a fly - you'll just support. Think you can do that?"

Her hand rubbing front of your diaper makes you agreeable to pretty much anything. Popping her nipple out, you affirm what she says, and reaching into her smock, she pops a berry into your mouth. "Why goodness. If you're so willing to give up fighting, I can give you some milk."

The next moments enter into the nights blur, but your caged little dick spurts out what little cum remains in your balls, with the belly making you fill your diaper in less than a second. Milk fills your tummy. However, as all the substances leave your body, you sense a mild bit of....lose. Like you've given up your ability to well, fight. After you cum, it feels like holding a sword would be impossible; after you use the bathroom, even casting magic seems daunting....

After a quick wipe down and change, you're finally placed in your crib and put to bed. The **** hits you like a truck, and you sleep till well after the sun has hit the middle of the sky, the matronly woman having to awake you. You were very much in need of a change.

While you are changed, your extensive GUI displays to you. Ignoring the warnings about ****, food and other over consumption, you read on, pained by what you're reading.

Player has officially had every orifice penetrated: Ears, Nose, Mouth, Oral & Anal, before having penetrative sex themselves! User gains Perk: Scared to Put It In?
Scared to Put It In? - You sissy bitch! At least try to have sex with a woman! I mean, unless you're into just being treated like a fuck hole. Your nose? Really? No matter how you acquired this perk, you're now very scared of the thought of you having penetrative sex. In fact, your brain basically can't even imagine it. To make up for it, you're very interested in others having penetrative sex!
Player has made a promise to Village Matron! The following are locked: physical combat, swordplay, and kinetic spells.
Player's potty training stat is now set to: Not great.
Player grows used to being changed.....Player is beginning to love the taste of cum....Player is growing used to a filled diaper.....Player's slimes are set to well-feed! Power increases! Player's virgin anus status is gone. Player is officially now chubby. Player's willpower is weak enough that violating a promise now scares them. Player is growing more addicted to REDACTED.....

Taking a breath, you read the last bit of GUI.

User has received a new class!
SissyCheerleader - You're fucking useless, even for a sissy. A support class? In a RPG? Do you like to watch paint dry too? Whatever. Since you have clearly given away your right to fight, I'll give you another way to fight. Sing a song, dance a routine, and your followers will feel supported. You can do other things as a support class, so when you want to spawn your pom-poms to dance your chubby ass off, just say "Sissy Princess Pom-Pom Power", and I'll let your handcuffs off for the time.
Player was marked by Village Chief! Just what does that mean....
The player still needs to meet with the magi.....

Your head is pounding. You contemplate what to do. Jesus, last night was a blur. What the hell had happened? What's your path forward....