10 - Her

"So... you hungry?"

"I could go for a bite." Krea said she gave a weak stretch before getting up, "Shall I make something up then?"

"Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that given everything you've done for me already." Zaya gave a smile as she too stood up, "Please allow me to cook."

"You can cook? And yet you still took time to go hunting."

"I told you; no one wants to hire me for anything basically. Probably cause I'm an outsider..., what can you do when you get dumped by your partners in a new town." Zaya explained with a shrug, "Besides hunting for meat was something I was gonna try to do anyway, I just didn't have the tools to strip that goat so I was gonna use something smaller like hares or..., geeze how do squirrels taste?"

Krea chewed on this for just a bit longer than Zaya wanted her to, to the point she had to fight to not fidget.

She stood and walked towards another room, motioning to Zaya to follow. The room she was led to was a small kitchen..., if you could call it that. Well fantasy/medieval kitchen; There were plenty of cupboards carved out of stone or roots, a large stone table that had cut marks into it (butcher table she guessed). One block of rock was extremely smooth to the point it was reflective, with some sort of pattern drawn on the top of it.

"This is where I do my cooking such as it is." she spoke as she looked Zaya up and down a bit, "If you return to any of the local settlements; remind them that I DO cook and not just chew on random roots or meat."

"Noted..., um... I usually cook with just a pot..., could you give me a hand in how to cook with this stuff?"

Memories of how to make the stew come to the forefront of her mind, and with a few questions of where some ingredients are and how to use the magic rune Krea had as a stove top, Zaya started cooking. The recipe was basically close to a beef stew(that memory came back to her) but replaced it with 'leaner' meat than the normal beef or pork that could usually be used, and a lot more potatoes tossed in. It was basically akin to just 'throw in whatever meat and veggies you have left over into a hot broth and cook'.

"Isn't that just closer to..., ah... what was that dish?" she thought to herself but the memory didn't come.

Still, she was going to... edit the ingredients a bit.

When she was sure the druid wasn't looking, she slowly changed one of her fingers into a syringe before allowing the contents to slowly drip out as she stirred. It wasn't like she could will the toxin to leak out of her skin... maybe if she got stronger, but she needed some manner of dispersing whatever she was brewing out from her body. In this case, she was spiking the food with aphrodisiac along with a few other substances to cloud her judgement. The resulting cocktail should get Krea into a rather horny mood and after that, she'd take care of her needs, while possibly earning a minion outside of her...., cluster? Grouping?

She'd been using just Colony for now but..., eh, why not keep using that term. She'll think of something later.

"Still hope this isn't... too strong."

Followers were desired but she wanted servants and caretakers. Maybe even a harem of effective co leaders. Mindless sluts that existed as holes..., well she could always just grab a local farm girl if that's all she wanted. No, if she was going to grow and expand, she needed help and thus far her Colony minions were kinda... absent with their higher functions. Krea with her knowledge of the local area and magic abilities would be a boon to her growth, but only if she kept her higher reasoning.

But she hadn't really been able to..., test her concoction like this yet. So it was a bit of a gamble either way.

"I'm done! Hot stew ready for two."

She placed down the smooth stone bowl down in front of Krea who gave it a look and a sniff. She took a spoonful and examined it.

"Oh come on, if I made it foul, I'm about to eat it too, so what's with the distrust." she just took a big spoonful herself and quickly got it into her mouth.

It wasn't bad..., not great either. The goat meat was still a little too chewy and the potatoes seemed to be too chunky but..., it was goooood in a way that hit the spot. The kind of craving that, you really didn't care how good or bad it was; you just needed it at the time. Zaya dug into her own bowl with gusto, all the while negating her own effect. Maybe she'd allow it to work on her a different time; after all being able to generate your own Aphrodisiac could be fun to use on herself, but not now.

Krea eventually started to dig in, slowly at first but once she got adjusted to the taste, she started to eat a bit faster. No doubt due to the added extras giving it a more..., addictive taste.

"So, you live here alone, or you got a roommate or lover around?"

Krea sputtered at the question, almost dropping her spoon, and having to grab her drink to help get her food down.

"What an... cough... odd question and a rude one." she said, before taking another bite, "That said I live in a weird cave root system in the woods; do you think I have anyone around?"

"Why not? You seem nice enough..., and you have a good body." a hint of a flush was a nice clue, "I mean look at you; nice and toned without being too bulky and still have a bit of curves. I suppose you do a lot of running around when trying to protect nature so you barely need to work out."

"Well... ahem..., I am one of the few druids in the area so I'm often out and about trying to help. The rugged land does make for excellent training if I'm not using my magic to get around. Far better than simply hitting some of those straw dummies." she huff but a smile was on her lips.

"OH, I know... I kept visiting the local Adventuring guild and seeing those big sweaty gals with their thin shirts on, swinging away with their big weapons under the mid-day sun..., I dunno how they build up muscles that way."

"Not the... um... guys?" Krea asked after a gulp. Zaya noted that her dining partner had to wave her hand at her face, seemed like she was getting a little hot.

"Oh, the guys are pretty.... attractive, but I tend to prefer someone with a bit more curves. And if that doesn't make it clear; I could bed a male more than likely but I would prefer to pull a woman to bed... or maybe be pulled by one into said bed. You?"

"Um... well..., it's not like I hadn't ever... considered it..." Krea was trying to look anything but Zaya but she could tell how flustered she was getting. It must have had a bit more kick to it than she expected.

"Ah don't worry about it. If you like guys you like guys. Just well, I hope you don't mind if I find you... pretty attractive." Zaya got up and grabbed the empty bowls and walked towards the kitchen with more sway in her hips than needed.

The sound of wood falling onto rock was heard and Zaya gave a sly grin as she bent over to pick up one of the spoons she had dropped, making so Krea was getting a good look of her leather-bound ass. She could hear the breath catch in her throat. She stood back up and finished putting the empty bowls away.

When Zaya felt something grab her from behind, she had to fight back her reflex to fight back. It took a second for her mind to catch up and stop her from morphing a limb into some weapon. But it was still a surprise to feel lips kiss the back of her neck and those hands to just ripping her top open. Those firm hands started to grope her breasts openly as, well, Zaya didn’t make a bra to go with her outfit.

"I'm... sorry I just... NEED this really badly..." Krea grunted as she ground her body against Zaya's, pushing her a bit more against the stone table, "I..., I'm not like this so... pleasseeeee...."

"Damn that has some kick to it huh?" Zaya thought as she gave out a moan, "Okay okay... I suppose I might have tempted you a bit with that sway and bending over. Gotta admit I was stealing some look at you all day too...," She leaned back more into Krea's grasp, "Wasn't expecting you to make the first move."

She said nothing beyond more repeats of 'need' and 'hot' as her hands traced down her stomach and slid into her pants. A couple of her fingers rubbed and played with Zaya’s clit, forcing the woman to fight back a whine of pleasure and sensitivity. Even though she tried to reach back to return the feeling, Krea grabbed her hand and pushed it back to where it was, making an almost possessive growl when she did so.

_"Druid has a wild side huh..., guess that makes a bit of sense." _Zaya thought as she fought to keep herself from moaning out..., and an eye out for when to reverse this.

Krea was taking charge here as she usually did, she hated people trying to boss her around or tick her. And truth be told, there was a scent that Zaya’s body was giving that stirred up feelings of lust that she wasn’t sure was there before. Oh, it had always been kinda there, but now it was full ****. Like some primal heat was lit in her and all she wanted to do was make Zaya her little bitch.

The top had to go. Her nails grew longer and sharper before completely tearing away at the top before pulling off her body and tossed it aside. Then she got on her knees and grabbed onto her pants, pulling them down until they were wrapped around her ankles. Those ass cheeks, once tightly contained, were now spread open so that Krea could bury her face deep into her thick and firm ass. But something stopped her from acting. There was… something else down there.

Hands had gripped her shoulders before she realized they were there, and now it was Zaya’s turn to act. She drew Krea back up and started her own attention. She wasn’t as awkward as Krea had been, her hands purposely ripping off whatever fabric still clung to her, while forcing her mouth to the druid’s. Her tongue swirled around inside Krea’s mouth, occasionally as their hands started to caressing each other's now mostly nude bodies.

The taste of Krea’s body increased the Zeya’s lust, sending more blood to course through her now present shaft. It grew in length and hardened itself as they enjoyed each other, a hand starting to run down the length. For her part, Zaya was not satisfied until every inch of her tongue got a chance experience the taste of every part of Krea’s mouth.

If only to feed her more of the toxin she was making. She was surprised by how… eager Krea was even from a small amount, so why not just keep that going. Her mouth was one of the few places she could generate and feed out a toxin her body made without needing a needle or syringe or anything.

“She tastes so… sweet… it’s like I’m drinking candy…, and it’s getting me so warm..” Krea thought as she fought to drink in every inch of the woman’s tongue, "Is it getting longer?"

It was. Zaya had extended her tongue to feed the toxin into Krea far easier than trying to make her drink/swallow it. She had reconfigured it, attempting to make the subject just a bit more docile. It was kinda hot how Krea was aggressive, but that wouldn't do. Zaya was going to be the top in this relationship even if she had to apply a bit more drugging.

Krea for her part was more than willing to suck on that invading appendage as her body warmed up more but her limbs started to weaken. No longer wanting to just pin this woman down now, she could only fight to keep herself upright. Her muffled moans drove Zaya onward as she felt up the woman some more. The kiss broke, leaving Krea gasping for air. Zaya chuckled and put her hands on the woman's shoulder to push her away just a moment. However her hands didn't let her out of her grip.

"I just want to have a bit of a look at you before we get too far along..., okay dear?" a drew a wide smile across Zaya's features.

She looked up and down the woman's slender, toned form. She certainly was a looker once you got her out of all the bark and fur. A flawless pair of breasts that were around her own size, a plump rear suitable for spanking, firm toned muscles that weren't bulging, and a slit with a tiny tuft of black hair resting just above it. All contained in that sun tanned skin.

She brought Krea in for another kiss, before gently pushed downward on her shoulders. Krea did so, planting a few awkward kisses down Zaya's body as she went. Only then did process the other appendage she had been giving attention to. The shaft was fully erect now, throbbing in anticipation and impatience as Krea looked at it.

"You... you have a..."

"Cock?" Krea's eyes moved upward to look at Zaya, "Yeah... long story..., You can kinda see why I prefer the gals now don't you. Is that a... problem?"

In answer, she leaned forward and gave it a small lick before opening her mouth. This didn't seem like it was Krea's first time but it was clear she didn't do this often. The woman was eager though, and that made up for a lot of her skill. Zaya braced against the table she had been leaning against as she was savored the feel of Krea's mouth around her cock. Her tongue ran circles around the long appendage as she she moved her head up and down along it's length.

"Mmmm..., yeah..., that's a baby. Show your new lover just how much you love her…" Zaya's voice was low and husky as she ran her fingers through Krea's braided hair. "I wonder..."

Her fingers started combing through the dark locks, her nails sharping into needles as she slowly started to excrete a rather plain oil like substance. Krea made a muffled sound before a slow roll of Zaya's hips pushed her cock further into the wild woman's mouth. Kera's eyes open wider before they went back to her half-closed state, going back to sucking it more like a tasty treat.

Zaya's chuckled again as her fingers continued to work. The two female memories she had inside her were working together with her own new talents. Krea's fuzzy bound hair slowly started to slacken as Zaya worked, enjoying the sensation of Krea's mouth while she unbraided the latter's hair. If she wanted, Zaya would help the woman put it back up. But she knew she had a taste for women with long hair; all the better to see is sprayed out around them as they were panting on the bed.

“Gah...g...guh...gah…” The sounds echoing from the woman’s throat came with every wet thrust as the cock into the back of her mouth.

While she worked her eyes stayed opened to gaze up at beauty who was feeding her the cock. Her strong legs, that toned stomach, those noticeable breasts: gazing past all that to look into her bright and enchanting eyes. Wait... where they brighter? Before they were a duller amber but now, they were almost golden and looked at her with almost an animal like hunger...

She shivered but she wasn't sure if she was scared..., or wanting. She started to lean more into her head bobs, taking more and the cock's length into her mouth. Though her throat was starting to hurt as it tried to take the entire length and the hard stone floor started to dig into her knees (Why didn't she use wood or leaves for the floor again?) she felt..., exquisite. She felt warm, sexy..., and wanted; all because of the person that was above her. This wasn't how she thought her day would go when she got up this morning but she started to picture doing this every day now.

Zaya bucked her hips into Krea’s mouth a few more times as she worked out the last few knots out of her hair, before she got a firm grip on her head, tapping her scalp with a normal finger a few times. Krea froze, letting the other woman slowly pull her member free from those lips. When her spit covered cock was finally free, it earned a disappointing whimper. Still, Zaya gave a reassuring pat on her head as she looked down.

"Mmm... sorry, I just thought I should give you an option to back out." Zaya said, a grin widening on her face, "So what do you wann..."

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Krea moaned into the mattress she found herself on, as she tried to brace herself on her hands and knees, trembling at the touch of the woman behind her. A blush crossed her cheeks as she gazed over one of her shoulders, watching her lower body raised up to be exposed for easier access. She was biting her lip in building nerves, Zaya’s gaze hungry for what she was going to do next.

The brew had done a good job, maybe a little worryingly too well. When she gave Krea the option to back out, she basically jumped her, legs wrapped around Zaya's waist and capturing her lips. The only thing she said when their lips separated, was simple directions on how to get to the bed. She just hoped Krea wouldn't be mentally broken after this. Still even if she was, well, at least she'd get a slut that craved only one person's cock from this day forward. Could she somewhat reverse some of these effects? Something to look at later.

Right now, it was time to reward her. As Zaya slipped behind her and let that spit covered cock slap against the underside of her pussy, it sent a shock down Krea's spine and **** goosebumps to appear along her tanned skin.

"Now now.., hold it." Zaya whispered, teasing her fingers down the girl’s spine. "You've been a good girl all this time..., I think it's time for your reward."

Zaya slowly pressed forward, the tip of her cock spreading the woman’s pussy as she **** the head gradually within. She took her time for the moment; moving her hips at a tender pace so she could fully experience the warm grip her pussy inch by inch. After all, regardless of the result from her toxin, she was going to have hundreds of chances to fuck her in the future. Enjoying Krea for the first time was something to savor to its fullest as this was going to be as... 'normal' as she was ever going to be.

Inch by inch, she entered Krea's tight pussy, earning a moan with each second that passed. The moans sending pleasure through Zaya's own cock and into her body. It was so warm and perfectly snug, the perfect hole to claim as her first conquest. By the time she had hilted herself entirely inside her, Krea was left as whimpering mess, her hands and even teeth were latched to the sheets that were disheveled on her bed.

It was a mixture of cute and… hot to see her reduced to this level. Zaya so into watching this formerly stern woman reduced to this state that she wasn’t aware of her own building blush on her cheeks. A wide grin spread over her lips and a glint in her eye, the look of a predatory. At least that’s how it looked to Krea. Her hands started to move up and down her body, caressing Krea’s sides before taking a firm grip against her hips.

Time to fuck her new willing ****.

“I’m gonna start… and when I do, I don’t think I’m…”

“JUST… FUCK MEEEE…” was all the response she got.

In answer, she started a rhythm of heavy thrusts, largely unconcerned with Krea’s pleasure, but that didn’t stop the other woman from enjoying each slam that shook her to her core anyway. Krea’s lips left the sheets as she broke out into a series of wanton sounds; moans becoming screams as her lover hammered within her using deep thrusts that shoved the entire dick’s length into her, all the way down to the base.

Before she had her house in the middle of no where to escape the hustle and gossip of even the smallest town. Now though…, well if she had any neighbors they’d be wondering if she was rising a wildcat or possibly wolf for as much mewling and howling she was currently doing. Some of the local sprites might come looking for the noise but no guards or adventurers should be anywhere close to hear her surrender.

Zaya gave out a darkish chuckle at Krea's reactions as she continued to increase the speed of her thrusts. All her preparations, planning, and careful steps; gone and forgotten for now as she enjoyed the fruits of her labor. A perfectly tight, wet pussy wrapped around her cock. She could really get used to this. With her laugh subsiding, an enormous grin formed on Zaya’s face as she started to fuck with more eager thrusts, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room around the two.

While she fucked the prone woman, she allowed her hands to explore her new prize: her fingers tracing down the woman's back which sent her into shivers, slapping her ass to see it bounce and make Krea take more action, or even sweeping underneath her to pet across those lovely breasts and those tender nipples. Which earned a higher pitched moan when she tweaked them between her fingers. Was this a weakness of her?

"Hmm, I wonder if I can pierce these..."

Thoughts of some sort of attachment to her nipples that would better let her feed Krea her home brew toxins was, a little attractive. Wasn’t sure if that was from her monster or human side though. Besides, Druids and metal were usually at odds with each other; what would piercing her body do to the woman's powers? Something to think about later, her mind was focused on the building need inside her right now.

The speed of her hips increased, plunging her member deep into the woman’s tight valley. The screams of delight that came from Krea were a pleasure to hear but utterly inconsequential; Zaya was finally getting what she wanted after so many days of waiting. That pulsing need that had been building since she first woke up in that ruin..., it felt so gooood to finally let it out. Still it was best to humor the woman to a degree and besides, her own tastes favored something like this anyway. Zaya’s hands gripped her shoulders and hauled Krea into an upright kneeling position.

Krea went to say or shout something but Zaya cupped her chin and turned her head backwards a bit to capture her lips. The druid surrendered once more to that intoxicating kiss, her hands trying to find what purchase they could while Zaya’s own held her tightly against her; not stopping her thrusts. Zaya fed her more of her toxin, the mixture coating Krea's mouth and throat making the woman's head swim and knees buckle.

Finally, the climax was coming. She pushed herself forward so that she was buried deep inside Krea. Her arms wrapped tighter around her body, locking Krea in as her cock began to throb and her orgasm began. Krea’s eyes went wide and she suddenly gasped into the kiss; the warm sensation of cream flooding within her finally overtaking her senses.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, going glossy and weak from how deeply she was claimed. Zaya’s cum erupted within her with several fast pumps at first, but even while she tried to think through that creamy haze more continued to release. A steady squeeze of heavy cum filled up the woman’s slit, load after load pumped into her until Krea could barely contain it all. She gave a gasp and a tiny buck of her hips when she felt her lap starting to bulge from the copious release, and when she did so Zaya’s cock finally popped free.

The monster in disguise just smiled while her member was finishing it's act; offering a few more squirts against the bed underneath them or painting the inside of the girl’s thighs with the dark colored liquid. Krea’s pussy was filled to the point of overflowing; drooling a web of cream between her legs that continued to drip from her not as tight slit.

She was still out of it, her eyes still closed as she focused on her breathe and recovering from the act, which gave Zaya time to make a bit of a change, alternating the dark colored fluid to normally whitish cum. Perhaps the first rope or two deep inside Krea would remain the same color but she hadn’t thought to try and make the color change. Or maybe she had and lost control of herself.

“Damn what else did I…” she thought as she looked her body up and down.

“S...So much of it, Mistress…” Krea whimpered, her thighs twitching and her entire body straining to stay up.

She looked over her shoulder once more, gazing at Zaya with a nervous nibble at her bottom lip. “Is..., Is there always going to be so much?”

Was she worried about how much there was or that later ones wouldn’t measure up? Regardless, Zaya moved a hand down and gave her a little pat against her filled slit which still spurted with a few creamy bursts of filling. The bed underneath under them by now a pool of cum forming, which she brought her hand down into. When Zaya’s fingers lifted again to Krea's face, they were blanketed in a web of white.

Krea didn’t need to be told what to do, and already she had engulfed Zaya’s fingers with her mouth, slurping her tongue in between each one. While the subservient and brainwashed woman continued to prove her loyalty, Zaya simply grinned a wide and wicked smile.

“You’ll be pleased with whatever I make from this point on, won’t you? Otherwise you wouldn’t call me Mistress.”

"That…" Krea started when she was done cleaning, "Was… a reflex."

"Oh really…," Zaya’s grin widened, "Shall we test that then?"

Krea wasn't able to answer as Zaya quickly strengthened her grip on her once more and pulled her down to the bedding. More howls were heard from her shelter that night, along with a newly added chant. Something about a 'Mistress' could be heard on the winds if one focused hard enough.