Kingdom of the Valley of Divine Wind, Wyndolear

As the hero party gradually made their descent from Darkspire mountain, each person was discovering fresh challenges within themselves and with each other.

The demoness Ramione had cast a powerful spell on the party which made them lose all memories of the events that had transpired that fateful night in the cave near the demon lord’s tower. This also applied to Kevin the porter.

For Kevin, he realized that his temperament had changed, though he knows not why. He found himself lusting after the other party members and secretly held Roland in contempt out of jealousy. He also discovered that he now possessed a massive beautiful penis and substantial bollocks. He was horny all of the time and would often sneak away to masturbate and play with his new cock, which felt incredible. But the more he came, the more his urges grew.

Jasabera and Amaya both individually discovered that they now have penises in addition to their female parts. Out of shame, they kept it a secret from everyone else, opting for baggier clothing and trousers as time went by. They also quickly discovered that their penises would get aroused extremely easily and they would also regularly get struck by sexual heat and thus had to constantly relieve themselves. The catwoman and dwarf also quickly discovered that playing with their cocks felt way better than masturbating their pussies. So much better. In no time, the two of them grew addicted to stroking their thick, long, demon cocks. However, the frustrating thing for them was, orgasms was extremely hard to come by.

The saintess and the sage, Sirene and Alisa, both also experienced frequent bouts of **** horniness. However, the perplexing thing was, they seem to have lost all ability to derive pleasure from Roland. His touch now seemed to invoke a deep sense of ickiness and the thought of making love with Roland made them feel numb and dead inside.

At first, being plagued by heightened sex drives, Sirene and Alisa would regularly seek out Roland to initiate a threesome as they often did in the past. Alas! It was soon evident that the hero had his own set of problems. The main concern being that Roland could no longer get his tiny prick up. It was perpetually limper than a soggy noodle overcooked to the point of being nearly liquified.

To that effect, their threesomes would always devolve into Sirene and Alisa hotly making out with each other and furiously fingering each other’s tight pink pussies while Roland watched from the side, desperately tugging his lifeless flappy dicklet. It drove him nuts, as he was still horny as hell, probably even hornier than he had ever been in his life, but not only is his dick unable to harden, it was void of any erotic sensation either. It was just unable to feel good.

But Roland would very quickly find out what makes him feel good. Ever since that embarrassing incident with the spoon at the cave campfire, Roland had developed an oral fixation. Having something in his mouth felt incredibly good. Sucking on it and playing with it with his tongue felt better. To that effect, Roland began always having something in his mouth, whether it be spoons, forks, twigs, grass, or bones leftover from meals. He was practically always gooning with something in his mouth.

Thus it was with this plague of strange afflictions affecting each party member that they descended from Darkspire mountain into the Valley of Divine Wind, where the kingdom of Wyndolear had been established for over 300 years.

The general mood hanging over the party as they reached the end of the long flight of stone steps at the foot of the mountain and progressing into the quaint town of Bearfoot, was dour but very sexually charged. There had been little socializing among the party members in the past couple of days. All anyone could think of was to find a secluded spot to get their rocks off.

“W-we should probably let the village chief know that the demon lord is defeated,” Roland said.

“Y-yes, that would be best,” said Alisa.

“We should also get some rooms at an inn for the night,” Sirene said while exchanging a meaningful glance with Alisa. “I-I assume we’ll be departing for the capitol tomorrow? King Boris will want to hear of our victory as well.”

Roland perked up upon hearing the king of Wyndolear mentioned. “Oh yes! Good thinking. Ummmm…”

Sirene quickly grabbed Alisa’s hand. “Alisa and I will secure some rooms at the Cloudfire Tavern!” She exclaimed.

The saintess and the sage then hurried away, hand in hand.

“So um, I need to find a smith, because…” Jasabera said, looking down guiltily, “Ummm… dwarven stuff…”

With that, Jasaberra hurried off as fast as her stout little legs could carry her.

Roland and Kevin looked around and realized Amaya had long snuck off without a word.

“I guess it’s just you and me then, Kevin.” Roland said.

Kevin shrugged. “Lead the way, boss,” he said.

Roland chuckled. He popped a fat twig in his mouth and started walking into the village. After a while, Roland asked, “Sho waht ahh yuu goaa gooo…”

“I’m sorry, what?” Kevin asked.

Roland pulled the twig out of his mouth and said, “Sorry. So what are you going to do once this is all over?”

Kevin sighed. “I dunno boss. I’ve never really thought about it. To tell you the truth, I had my doubts that we were ever gonna succeed. It just seemed like an impossible task at the time.”

“Haha, I know what you mean,” Roland said.

“I truly expected to be killed somewhere along the way, so I didn’t waste any of my thoughts for the future.”

“That’s okay,” Roland said, “We have our whole lives ahead of us to figure out what we want to do. Especially now that the demon lord is dead and the world can be at peace.”

“What about you, boss?” Kevin asked, “What will you do?”

“Well, we need to get back to the Kingdom of Luterion first to relay the news of our success,” Roland replied.

“And collect our rewards?” Kevin asked.

Roland laughed. “Why certainly! Can’t forget about that! But more importantly, I would like to ask the king of Luterion for the third princess’s hand in marriage.”

Kevin regarded Roland with shock. “Huh? B-but what about her highness, Alisa? And her holiness, Sirene??”

“Huh? Oh, I’m marrying them too, of course.”

“O-oh, is t-that s-so?” Kevin asked.

“You seem surprised,” Roland said, “You are from Parthanon Empire in the east, aren’t you? Are your customs different perchance? Over here in the Seven Silver Kingdoms, multiple marriages are pretty common among the nobility.”

“Y-you’re a noble?”

“Well, not yet. But I’m pretty sure a title and some lands will be part of our reward. However, even if that is not the case, there are no laws that say multiple marriages are only reserved for nobility. They just do it more often because they can afford it.”

“I-I see. That makes sense,” Kevin said.

“What about you, Kevin? Anyone special in your life?” Roland asked.

“I… ummm. Not really.”

“Haha, I’m sure you’ll find someone eventually. How about I give you a tip to score with the ladies?”

“I would appreciate that, boss,” Kevin said.

Roland turned around to face kevin and made a heart shape with his fingers over his breast. “All you need to have is a pure heart,” he said.

Kevin stared at the hero in disbelief. “Ummm… I-I don’t think that’ll work for everyone.”

“What do you mean? Worked well enough for me!”

“Yeah, I think that’s what they call the main character effect,” Kevin said.

“Huh? What’s that?” asked Roland.

“Nothing. Just something I read somewhere once. Let’s go, boss. The village chief’s house is right there.”

“Ah, yes, you’re right.”

“By the way, how many lovers do you have, boss?”

“Seven.”

“Fuck my life,” Kevin mumbled.

“Hmmm? Did you say something, Kevin?”

“You da man, boss.”