A regular-looking tavern

To your surprise, the place you get taken to isn’t some sort of absurd, comical sex dungeon, but a tavern. According to Dew, it’s the better of the two taverns in the town, and upon entering you can confirm it looks clean. That’s a good sign, given how sex-filled this town has been so far you weren’t sure of that.

As the three of you enter the tavern, an attractive woman (who else), looks up from the bar. “Ah!” she exclaims, “Dew, Matilda, how are my favourite customers doing!” She gives a friendly smile to your group, clearly happy for some customers in the otherwise-empty tavern.

“The three of you are in luck” she continues, giving you a once-over, “business is a bit slow, so you get the best seats in the house.”

“Thanks, Mary!” Dew replies, motioning for you to take a seat over by the back wall. She sits down next to you, with Matilda sitting on your other side.

“I’ll get you all some drinks” Mary says, disappearing behind the bar

“Mary’s a friend of my mom, so we get discounts and free beer here” Dew explains, as she attempts to place a hand around your shoulder, much to your amusement. Looking around, you wonder why the place is, well, empty.

“Why is no-one else here?” you ask, raising an eyebrow at Dew. She shrugs, and Matilda speaks up.

“It’s what I said earlier” she explains, “everyone’s attending the village guest meeting.” Ah, that probably would be somewhat important.

“When will that thing end, anyway?” you ask, curious about when you’ll be able to find out if you’ve been declared what is essentially the god of this town. Matilda just shrugs.

An awkward silence settles over the table for a few seconds, before Mary once again enters the room, bearing flagons of beer. “Here you go kids!” she exclaims cheerfully, expertly passing out the drinks between the three of you. When she finishes, there’s still one drink left in her arms, and she takes a seat across from you.

“Hope you don’t mind me joining you, there’s not much going on right now” she jokes, starting to drink before you can reply.

“No problem” you say, eagerly drinking in her ample cleavage as she drinks her beer. Dew gives you a knowing smirk as she sips her own drink.

“You’ve really shaken things up around here, kid” Mary says, looking at you.

“Yeah, I noticed” you reply, taking a swig from your drink. “Seems like everyone’s going crazy.”

“That they are,” Mary says, “I popped down to the village meeting on you, folk were angrier than I’ve ever seen.” You nod at the news, wondering what they’re saying about you over there.

“So, how’s the meeting going?” Dew interjects, “What are the odds of Alfred being made the village guest?

Mary presses her tongue against her cheek. “I’m not sure, really, but I’d wager they’ll put the decision off for a while. The council wants to make sure he’s right for the role before they do anything.” She leans back in her chair. “I will say, Dew dear, your mother really wants Alfred to be made the village guest right-away.” She lets out a laugh. “That woman is transfixed.”

“What’s your opinion on the village guest thing?” comes Matilda’s quiet voice, and Mary laughs, looking at you with undisguised lust. You worry that you’ll have to perform for three women before lunch.

“You’re not bad-looking, if you don’t mind me saying so Alfred” she says, “but I’d want to feel you in action before making a decision like that.”

You internally sigh, preparing yourself as your stomach grumbles. “Do you want a go then?” you ask, propositioning the buxom woman. To your surprise, Mary shakes her head.

“No can do I’m afraid, Xana made it quite clear she wants to be the first one you fuck.” That’s certainly an interesting tidbit of information, though your hunger prevents you from really going over it.

Thankfully, Mary realizes your predicament. “I’ll get you three something to eat” she says, and soon a hearty meal is in front of you. You gorge yourself, the events of the past week finally catching up on your appetite, and afterwards you begin to doze off, only vaguely aware of Dew grumbling about the tab you worked up.