The artifact calls

I failed to suppress my surprise. My eyes were wide, my skin crawling. I could feel the subdued, ancient magic in the dildo that Lilly had set on the table in front of me. It was an original, a relic, far beyond my own skill as a blacksmith to forge, even with over a hundred years’ experience.

Lilly must have said something, she was staring at me strangely. I needed to have this, this changed everything. Play it cool…

“It’s old, that’s for sure,” I nodded, picking it up. I could feel the dull thrum of ancient magic. Fenrir himself probably forged the dildo, a gift for the goblin hordes no doubt, or perhaps an orc warboss. “Notice that though it appears to be metal it’s not,” I said, adopting my most educational tone, it wouldn’t due to show her just how interested I was in it. “It’s stone, obsidian maybe? Not sure, I’m not much of a geologist.” It was a **** device of the cruelest construction. When inserted in the enemy’s rectum (as it could be used on male or female captives, though females were the most common in the war itself), it would prevent orgasm despite any amount of pleasuring the user received. Effectively forcing the poor soul to endure a near limitless amount of sexual stimulation without finding release, it was a tool used for breaking the mind. Not unlike some of the more crude methods I myself had prepared for far later stages of my plans.

Lilly was talking again and I was zoning out, I only caught the end of her statement. Damnit… focus Johan!

“… something evil from the red riding hood wars themselves.”

I shrugged, doing my very best to seem unimpressed, “I suppose you would think that wouldn’t you.”

Lilly gave me a confused look.

“Here, look at these,” I moved over to a corner of the room and picked a large box marked “private” off the top shelf where only someone of my height could reach, and behind the counter where only I would go.

“Oh Goddess!” Lilly stared at me in horror and I raised my hands to placate her.

“Now now, don’t get all concerned,” I showed her some of the tags on the box of metal and wooden dildos. “I do get orders for these sorts of… toys… now and then from, several customers who will remain anonymous.”

Lilly stared at the dildos, reaching a hand in to feel them. They were all sizes, though most were larger than the average human cock, though none were the size of my own human or werewolf formed member.