Adeline’s Ailment

“Ah thought tha’ yer grasp on this Human tongue was rather good. But now Ah’m reconsiderin’ tha’.” Beryl rather icily glares at the Dwarf, looking utterly unamused. “She is feelin’ hot, yes. Tha’ is what ‘avin’ a fever means.”

“I am aware.” Inanna calmly replies.

Beryl’s frown deepens as her concern reemerges. “So when ya say tha’ she is in heat ya mean... like an animal...? During matin’ season...?”

“Yes.”

“HAHAHAHA~!” Thea can’t hold herself back as she begins to loudly laugh out. “Hahaha~! You thought that little rabbit was sick, but she is just unbelievably aroused~! She is a horny little harlot~!”

“This is serious!” The Elf hisses out, unable to stop the brat’s cackled giggling.

“Indeed.” Inanna nods her head in support. “More than you may think as well.”

Beryl freezes with her hands outstretched towards Thea, looking like she was about to throttle the silver-blonde brat. “Wha’ do ya mean?” She breathes out in worried concern.

“First, I should clarify that my knowledge of this subject is not comprehensive. I simply remember learning about this from a few different sources, primarily anatomy books and those regarding foreign cultures, specifically the cultures developed within Halfling communities, for this particular issue.”

“Yes, yes, get on wit’ it!”

Inanna raises a thick eyebrow as she meets the Elf’s mildly distressed gaze. “Halfling woman have normal menstrual cycles, almost identical to those of Human women, but will fall into an intense sexual heat when certain conditions are met. Those conditions can be easily summarized as the Halfling woman in question living in an area with few other Halflings. The heat is intended to **** the population to grow by heavily encouraging them to bree–”

“And why didn’t ya mention this before!?” Beryl incredulously shouts out, no longer caring about keeping everyone quiet.

“Apologies.” The Dwarf lets a faint bit of guilt enter her normally neutral expression. “I had assumed that it was a known fact regarding Halflings. That Thea has ridiculed their rather fast population growth, likening them to a plague on multiple occasions, simply reinforced that incorrect assumption. In hindsight, I definitely should have told Krvavy, at the very least.”

Beryl presses her palms against her temples and slowly sighs out. “Is... is there anythin’ we can do ta ‘elp ‘er wait it out...? Or do we just need ta give ‘er some space...?”

“Unfortunately, there is no waiting it out.”

“Explain.” The Elf glares at Inanna with narrowed eyes.

“To the best of my knowledge, the heat that Halfling women can experience has no natural end.” The Dwarf rather solemnly states. “At least not in this current environment, with its severe lack of other Halflings. Adeline’s body will continue to reinforce her heat, dragging it out in perpetuity.”

“Does that mean... we need to return her to her family...?” Krvavy hesitantly speaks up, feeling incredibly guilty. She is the one who pretty much kidnapped Adeline, so it is her fault that the poor girl is suffering through this.

“Mm.” Inanna’s utterly neutral hum fails to answer that question, as she could be saying yes or no. It takes her a few seconds of painfully drawn out silence before she properly responds. “That is one potential solution. Surrounding her with a sufficient amount of Halflings would cause her heat to begin fading away, though that process could take anywhere between a week and an entire month. Of course, such a situation would exacerbate her heat in the short term, as her body would recognize that what it desires most is rather close by. Thus, she would need to spend that entire time restrained, for her own safety. Otherwise she is liable to **** any male Halfling that gets near her in an attempt to forcibly breed with them.”

“Ach, tha’...” A slight bit of despair fills Beryl’s voice as she takes a moment to slowly breathe in and out. Even Thea has stopped laughing as the severity of the situation has set in. “We can’t subject ‘er ta tha’. Adeline... She wouldn’t be able ta live wit’ ‘erself if she acted so... unrestrained... around ‘er family. The shame o’ tha’ alone...”

“You said that was just one potential solution?” Krvavy lets herself feel a little bit of hope as she expectantly meets the Dwarf’s copper-orange eyes.

“Yes.” Inanna nods her head. “Another way to end her current suffering would be to impregnate her. That is the goal of her heat, and satisfying that desire will cause it to end. Though of course there are issues with this plan as well. For one, it may take some time for her body to recognize that she is pregnant, thus this is not an immediate solution. Additionally, it would take many pregnancies and births, likely around a dozen by my estimation, before the root cause is addressed and her heat no longer returns. Of course, that is assuming that the half-breed children fathered by Krvavy would even count as Halflings for the purpose of her heat cycle.”

“You... really did not need to go into so much detail...” Thea grimly grumbles with her arms firmly crossed, looking stern rather than pouty for once. “Because that option is completely off the table! There absolutely is no way that Krvavy is going to breed that ra– that rabbit. Adeline is not even one of us. She is not even in... ugh... Krvavy’s harem. I will not tolerate her getting that hono–!” The bratty girl abruptly cuts herself off as her cheeks flush a little red and her expression grows notably more angry. “That is simply not happening!”

“Ach, Ah can’t believe tha’ Ah’m agreein’ wit’ Thea...” Beryl quietly sighs out. “Even in the situation where our dearest love was ready ta ‘ave children, which we all know she is not, this is still not a fair decision ta make on Adeline’s behalf. Especially since it may not solve ‘er... current issue.”

“Yeah, that...” The Drakling trails off, unable to put her thoughts and feelings into words. Part of her is rather eager to jump on that solution, not just to help Adeline but also because it sounds incredibly hot. But that horny urge is minuscule compared to the utter dread clinging to her mind and heart. She is fucked up. There is no way that she would be a good father... or parent...? And the thought of having kids right now is just... terrifying.

“Mm. That solution also has a physical limitation: I severely doubt that Adeline would be capable of taking Krvavy’s... rather large penis.” Inanna idly comments, glancing across the room towards the Halfling’s blanket covered body. “Of course, ejaculating with just the tip pressed past her labia would likely be all that is required...”

“That does not matter because it is not happening!” Thea furiously hisses out, drawing the Dwarf’s attention back to her. “Are those the only two options, or should we just start packing her bags already?!”

“There are two more potential solutions, though I will admit that they are... more theoretical than the previous ones. Both of which I have come up with over the course of this conversation.” Inanna lightly shrugs her shoulders, her thick eyebrows furrowed slightly in thought. “The first would be for you, Thea, to use your Eromancy to excise the heat out of her. You are capable of inducing lust, so while you have no practical experience in removing lust it is, logically, something in which you should be capable of.”

“Would tha’ be safe?” Beryl cautiously asks, earning herself a brief glare from Thea.

“Ugh...” The silver-blonde brat groans unhappily, looking a little annoyed as she clearly finds herself agreeing with the Elf.

“Perhaps.” The Dwarf’s uncertain response really doesn’t inspire confidence. “Ideally, yes it would be entirely safe. But, for Adeline’s safety to be assured, I would advise against rushing towards this solution. It would be best if Thea had time to practice and increase her level of skill to prevent any... unwanted consequences. Which, hypothetically speaking, could be quite severe. It would be less than ideal if a failed attempt even so much as resulted in the complete removal of her ability to feel physical pleasure. Though, realistically speaking, I believe that a cautious and restrained attempt would not have such drastic consequences. It would likely just exacerbate the issue further rather than solve it. Not helpful, but not catastrophic either.”

“Ach... Why do we ‘ave no good options...?” The tanned Elf tiredly laments, weakly shaking her head.

Thea slowly sighs out in frustration. “I... I might be able to do that in the future... But I very much doubt that I... that I would be capable of doing that for her right now. I would likely just fill her with even more lust...”

“Mm.” Inanna’s hum sounds rather understanding. “The only other potential solution that I can think of is... It is rather crude, to be honest.”

“Ugh, just get on with it already!”

“I believe that we may be able to forcibly... for a lack of better words, kill... Adeline’s heat by completely and utterly overwhelming her with pleasure.” The grey-skinned shortstack calmly explains.

“What.” Thea’s soft-blue eyes narrow as her tone grows icy and harsh.

“Inanna...” Beryl takes a very deep breath. “Why didn’t ya start wit’ tha’!?”

“Because that potential solution is not as simple as it may seem.” The Dwarf’s normally neutral voice shifts slightly, growing a bit defensive. “It would take hours upon hours, potentially more than an entire day, to burn out her heat. On top of that, there are psychological ramifications that we must consider. Adeline is a timid and emotionally fragile girl. We do not want to risk breaking her by treating the poor girl as little more than a sex toy for... an indeterminate amount of time.”

The tomboyish Elf grimaces at that. “Aye... tha’ is fair enough...”

“Additionally,” the grey-skinned woman continues, “we must consider the fact that this would change how Adeline fits into our relationship. Her heat would inevitably return in a few months time. So, if this method proves successful, she would regularly need to have intense sexual relations with Krvavy to keep said heat at bay. Thus, I propose that we finally make her an official part of Krvavy’s harem.”

“Wait!” Krvavy quickly speaks up. “Do I really need to have sex with her? Couldn’t Thea just... zap her a bunch?”

“Yeah!” The bratty girl perks up, even as her lips twist into a faint frown. She clearly isn’t happy about the idea of being the one responsible for tending to Adeline’s heat, but if that is what it takes to keep the Halfling out of their harem... “It would be easy! We can solve this whole problem in less than an hour!”

“No.” Inanna firmly states, her copper-orange eyes staring intensely at Thea. “Introducing Eromancy into the equation in such an unrefined way, with the intent of adding to her lust rather than subtracting from it, will only complicate the situation. And attempting to rush through the process of satisfying her heat would simply be an unnecessary risk. Not only would it increase the chance of causing psychological damage, but it could also cause physical damage as well. You may end up frying her nerves to the point where certain sensations are difficult for her to experience, thus making her next heat even more difficult to treat in this manner. Or, the far more likely scenario, you would simply kill her via inducing a heart attack.”

“Ugh...” Thea leans back as a scowl fills her face. “Could the Elf hag deal with this instead? She already dotes on that little rabbit enough...”

“Ah... wouldn’t be against it.” Beryl gently bites her bottom lip as she thoughtfully stares across the room. “And if she needed ta be penetrated, then... then Ah could just ‘ave some vines satisfy ‘er desires. Tha’ is definitely somethin’ tha’ Ah’d be capable o’ guidin’ along fer as long as Adeline needs.”

“Unfortunately, I do not believe that is an option either.” Inanna reluctantly states. “Her heat is a biological urge. Thus this potential solution would have the best chance of success if we were to trick her body into thinking that pregnancy is on the table, so to speak. Which means that Krvavy, being the only ‘male’ amongst us, must be involved. This ‘natural’ problem needs a ‘natural’ solution.”

“Would that little rabbit’s instincts, or whatever, even recognize that lout of a lizard as a... ugh... a potential mate?” Thea skeptically asks, unable to keep herself from scowling.

“Yes. Of that there is no doubt in my mind.” The Dwarf nods her head as she speaks in a tone filled with certainty and determination. “I have observed Adeline acting notably more on edge around Krvavy in the past few days. She, whether consciously or not, has been showing clear signs of sexual attraction towards our Drakling here. Signs that are far, far more pronounced when Krvavy’s penis is exposed in front of her.”

“If ya’d noticed all o’ tha’, then why didn’t ya point any o’ it out before now?!” Beryl loudly asks, staring incredulously at Inanna.

“Because, as I said before, I had erroneously assumed that the reason behind Adeline’s recent behaviour was known to you all.” The busty shortstack plainly states. “What point is there in mentioning that our little Halfling clearly desires Krvavy when such a statement should be obvious? That would serve only to embarrass the girl, if she were listening.”

The Wood Elf simply sighs and rests her face in her hands.

“So it really has to be me...?” Krvavy slowly speaks up, nervously nibbling on the inside of her cheek. It kind of feels like this decision has already been made, and is being thrust onto her whether she likes it or not.

“You sound rather hesitant.” Inanna comments, raising a thick eyebrow as she meets the barbarian’s gaze.

“I am.” Krvavy admits with a weak sigh. “This isn’t something that we can undo or brush aside. I can’t unfuck Adeline. Even though I wouldn’t actually be fucking her... But... you get what I mean.”

“Mate take little meat!?”

“AAAAHH!” Thea screams in genuine terror as the Orc wakes suddenly launches up from Krvavy’s lap, waking up from her cuddling nap in a rather explosive manner. “Y-you stupid beast! Do not do that again! A-and get off of me!”

Khalia’s shaggy tail excitedly wags back and forth behind her as she pulls the non-consenting brat into a tight hug, burying Thea’s face in her toned belly as her bare breasts rest atop silver-blonde hair. “Mate take little meat?!” A little bit of drool drips past her four little tusks as her amber-gold eyes stare almost pleadingly at Krvavy.

The barbarian furrows her brow and looks at each of her girls.

“How much of our conversation did you hear?” Inanna curiously asks, speaking up before Krvavy can.

“Little meat in heat, need Mate to breed her!” Khalia joyfully replies, smothering the increasingly annoyed brat beneath her. “Mate take little meat!”

“Mm. That is the gist of it, I suppose.”

“So, my dearest love, will ya ‘take little meat’~?” Beryl puts on a smile and tries to act playful, but her heart clearly isn’t in it right now. “Ah’d say tha’, regardless o’ wha’ever decision we make regardin’ ‘er bein’ a part o’ yer ‘arem, bein’ one o’ yer girls, this situation definitely calls fer an exception.”

“Shouldn’t... shouldn’t we ask Adeline first?” Krvavy weakly wonders, not expecting much from that suggestion. “Maybe it isn’t as severe as Inanna has made it seem?”

“I doubt that she will be particularly coherent.” Inanna replies in an almost callously neutral tone. “Though I suppose that it wouldn’t hurt to try to get her opinion. Just do not get your hopes up.”

“Ah’ll go wake ‘er.” The tanned Elf quickly gets up and crosses the room, crouching down next to the Halfling’s prone body. “Shhh, sweetie, it’s okay...” She gently rubs Adeline’s shoulder through the blankets. “Oh. Ya’re already awake. Suppose we weren’t exactly bein’ quiet... Sorry about tha’...”

Adeline makes no audible response, simply shuddering and shaking from inside her bedroll.

A rather solemn expression fills Beryl’s face as she scoops the blanket covered Halfling up into her arms, carrying the tiny blonde over to the others.

“See?” Inanna plainly gestures to Adeline’s quivering form, as if saying I told you so to Krvavy.

“Hhaahhhhnghh...” The tiny blonde breathily moans as she sinks ever so slightly into the soft moss of their expansive bed. Her lips remain parted slightly as her big hazel eyes stare blankly into space. A glassy and dull expression fills her incredibly flushed face.

“Poor girl...” Beryl’s voice drips with sympathy as she runs a hand through Adeline’s sweat dampened hair. She slowly and carefully pulls the blankets away from the Halfling’s body, getting no real response beyond some gasped moans.

Adeline’s hands clutch tightly onto her tail, holding it in front of her chest as the tufted tip twitches and touches the top of her sleeping gown. Her thick thighs are mindlessly rubbing against each other as her wide hips roll forwards and back, hardly holding herself together as her body so desperately seeks pleasure.

“Sweetie...?” Beryl gently cups the tiny blonde’s cheek, rubbing her thumb over flushed skin. “Do ya want us ta ‘elp ya...?”

The Halfling shudders and gasps, her big hazel eyes blinking multiple times before hazily focusing on the Elf. “P-p-p-pl-pl-p-plea-easss...!” Desperation fills her weakly whispered voice as tears appear in the corners of her eyes.

“We will, we will, don’t ya worry...” The Wood Elf’s softly spoken voice seems to soothe Adeline ever so slightly. “But we need ta know ‘ow ta best ‘elp ya, okay? Good... Now, do ya want us ta bring ya back ‘ome ta yer fami–”

“NoooOoOoooOOHh!” The tiny blonde loudly wails out, her flushed face twisting into a mortified expression.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay.” Beryl tenderly pats the shame filled Halfling’s head, taking a few moments to provide some comfort before continuing on. “And Ah take it tha’ ya aren’t ready ta be a mother either?”

Adeline’s body freezes completely as she hears that question. A slight trickle of drool drips past her parted lips even as her face slowly fills with fear and dread.

“Didn’t think so.” The Wood Elf kindly smiles down at the wide-eyed girl. “Would ya be willin’ ta let Thea ‘elp ya out? She might be able ta make ya feel better wit’ ‘er magic.”

Adeline’s hazy hazel eyes twitch as she looks over at Thea. The silver-blonde brat looks incredibly unhappy as Khalia continues to cling onto her from behind, the Orc’s grip loosened just enough to let her turn around. The Halfling’s parted lips quiver for a few seconds before she hastily begins to shake her head.

“Alright...” Beryl gently grabs onto the sides of Adeline’s head, stopping the girl’s increasingly frantic shaking. “Wha’ about Krvavy? Would ya want ‘er ta –?”

“Mhhmnghh~!” A gurgling moan emerges from the Halfling’s mouth, her eyes going glassy at the mere mention of the Drakling.

“Mm. That is a good sign.” Inanna plainly states as she leans forwards, looming over the lust-addled Halfling and inadvertently pressing the bare skin of her massive breasts into the poor girl’s arms. “As I said before,” the Dwarf glances back over her shoulder, not noticing Adeline’s lustful gaze getting drawn to her titanic tits, “her instincts see Krvavy as the only ‘male’ around. And as such, she is naturally drawn to our Drakling. It is reassuring to see confirmation of what was, more or less, a mere theory.”

Beryl’s hand presses against the Dwarf’s collarbone, firmly pushing Inanna away. “Give the poor girl some space.”

Inanna doesn’t seem to be even slightly bothered by that, simply gesturing for Krvavy to take her place. “Come here, my Ushumgal. Watch how she reacts to your presence.”

“Ach, don’t treat ‘er like some sort o’ experiment...” The Wood Elf disappointingly sighs out as the Dwarf grabs onto Krvavy’s hand and drags the Drakling over.

“Hnnhhghhmn~!” Adeline shudders and makes a lewd groaning sound as the barbarian kneels down beside her. Those big hazel eyes of hers stare up at Krvavy, pupils dilating as her cute little nose quivers with each shaky breathe she takes. “P-p-pl-pleeshh-shhh~!” Her trembling voice sounds more like a slurred moan than an attempt at talking. Her chest rapidly rises and falls as she eagerly breathes in the Drakling’s scent, nearly hyperventilating with how quickly she is taking each breath. Her quivering hands release her tufted tail, choosing to instead desperately grab at Krvavy’s hand.

“Ah suppose tha’ settles it for us.” The tomboyish Elf sagely nods her head, giving Adeline one last reassuring pat before pulling back completely.

“Little meat!” Khalia finally releases Thea from her grasp, bounding over to the Halfling. “Mate make you feel good! Trust Mate! Be Mate’s mate! Mate help!”

The Were-Beast continues to shout out joyful words of encouragement even as Beryl forcibly drags her away.

“Ugh... There go all of the plans that we had for the day...” Thea grumpily laments, turning her back on everyone else.

“Mm... It would appear that the others are giving you some space.” Inanna plainly points out the obvious. “Suppose that is for the best. We do not want to overwhelm the poor girl. Psychologically speaking. We definitely want her get physically overwhelmed.” The Dwarf dismissively shakes her head. “Anyway, do not forget to feed her. And make sure to keep her hydrated. She is bound to lose plenty of fluids under your care.”

“Wait. Are you leaving as well?” Krvavy blinks a few times as her mind finally catches up to what is happening. She feels rather overwhelmed herself right now...

“Of course. Adeline will already be embarrassed and ashamed once she comes back to her senses, so no need to exacerbate that by witnessing whatever carnal activities the two of you get up to today.” Despite her rather clinical tone, Inanna’s lips are curled upwards into the faintest of smiles as her intense gaze turns towards Adeline. “Krvavy will do her best to help you. Place your trust in her and enjoy yourself.”

Krvavy holds back a sigh as the Dwarf walks away, leaving her alone with a heat-addled Halfling. “I’m sorry that you have to go through this. I really am...” She quietly apologizes after a few seconds of silence.

“I-it-it isn-isn’t y-y-y-your... y-your f-f-fault...” The bunny-mouse girl breathily whispers out as small tears trail down her cheeks. Her moment of clarity ends all to soon as a gasped moan emerges from her parted lips.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up first...” Krvavy slowly reaches out and gently scoops the tiny blonde up into her arms, letting Adeline nuzzle into her bare breasts.