Fun! Then morning comes

I have to squeeze into the tent. It's not one of those easy setup dome tents that get mass manufactured on earth. No, it's a staked-down canvas with a couple rods keeping the roof (such as it is) up… and it is most assuredly not big enough for four.

Which makes crawling in all kinds of fun.

Alice, Brian, and Charles are already in, smooching and fondling each other. So I crawl over them, which means I'm grabbing random body parts - legs, arms, rears, milk makers - and dragging my anatomy over theirs, my invisible soft melons and overly sensitive milk taps sending electrifying signals through my body, warming my middle more than it already was, my male mind greatly enjoying the sensations from my hands.

I find there's a hollow, burning need in my middle by the time I'm lined up with everyone else. I find it a little weird kissing Alice: My own lips are plump, so they feel a little different from when I kissed my past girlfriends… it's still good, though. Our tongues slip past each other and wrestle a bit, as someone's hand finds my milk tanks and starts kneading them, which fans the flames of my hungry hole… I feel my arousal start to drip down my legs.

Then someone's hand finds its way in, and I shudder in pleasure, seeing stars almost instantly: The dead mind-controller certainly wasn't joking when he said this body was bred for pleasure. As I shudder and squirm over my lesbian(?) lovers, my hands finding lots of round softness, my lips find find things to suck in, we swivel around and try 69ing…

…and after an hour, much screaming, and uncounted earthquakes for all of us, everyone else is exhausted and falling into a blissful

[slumber.

So](http://slumber.So) I cast Dream Feast on everyone, get out, clean up with Prestidigitation, get dressed, and sit the night watch… which is really boring. Oh, sure, I snipe some rats and bats that get too close (the corpses serving as bait for more rats) with simple Destruction blasts, but that's not exactly entertaining. It's good for me, though, as each one counts for experience points.

Close to dawn we do get a couple wolves sniffing around… but the pack runs when they find we fight back… I don't even manage to kill one. Guess they weren't too hungry.

The next morning, my three companions squirm out of the too-small tent, and I find myself warming up watching their flesh jiggle as they stretch and move.

Alice notices the effects of my spells first: “Why aren't I hungry?”

I chuckle, “Dream Feast. I marked myself as a ‘Favored Worshipper’ while waiting for my high priest position to become available again, and that lets me access the unlimited casting at lower power. So after you all worked yourselves ****, I fed the spell to you all. We may as well save the actual rations for later.”

Charles nods, “Great! I need to start summoning my animal companions anyway, having to forage would cause some issues.”

“We should probably move off the road a ways…” Brian considers, “far enough that we can't be seen from it easily.”

“Good call,” I nod, and we break camp, only to make it again a few hundred feet into the woods.

We keep ourselves entertained pretty well for the day, and as night falls, I feel a hostile tingle, and hear dice in my head, followed by, ‘Beat the save for a Scrying spell’.

An hour later, Brian raises an eyebrow, speaking loudly, “Scrying, huh?”

I look, and spot a slight distortion in the air, then walk close enough to hear what I expected: A whispered voice channeled through a Message spell, “I have samples from each of your bodies, it's not hard to scry,” the voice chuckles, “are you feeling the withdrawal? Exactly what you need is waiting for you back at the palace.” Hmm… not the King's voice.

Brian considers his answer, saying something true, but misleading, “I think I'd rather suffer withdrawal than go back to someone as manipulative as that bastard…” he pauses, “...but he's not the one really pulling the strings, is he?”

“Perceptive… and a brave front,” the whisper cackles, “do the other Heroes feel the same way? Will you still feel that way in a few days as the withdrawal symptoms build? Heh. I can collect you at any time… see you soon.” The distortion vanishes.

“Sounds like he's going to wait a few more days,” I consider, “quick thinking on that answer.

Brian jumps, “Thanks. Umm. Can we put a bell on you?”

I consider a moment, “I can do Disguise Self, but I don't know what I look like to make it right. I'll need second level spells for that.”

“Doesn't need to be perfect,” Alice walks into the conversation, “just good enough for us to tell where you are when stealth isn't required.”

I nod, use Inspired Spell for Disguise Self, and nod again, “How's this?”

“That'll do,” Charles smiles, then frowns, “Now I need to go spend three straight days in prayer…”

“Downside of a pet build,” I chuckle, “I can hit you up with Keep Watch periodically so the lack of sleep isn't an issue, at least.”

“Much appreciated,” Charles laughs, and heads over to get started….