The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

They seem nice. Jerky's a lot better than bugs anyway. Wonder where they're going?

The vedger toddled after the two of them, generally keeping pace as its vines weaved through the air over its head. Unbeknownst to the two adventurers, he was not a vedger at all, but a druid stuck in vedger form. Wylo had been stuck that way for quite some time. Long enough that his thoughts were often more like a vedger's than his own...
 
Sprite hoped to find somewhere better to clean herself off, but it was to late, or early for it. The moon only gave out so much light. She wasn’t sure how long they had slept. It could have been as little as two to as high as five. In any case it was still pitch black out, likely the sun wouldn’t be up for several hours.

None the less though Sprite could not rest. She felt a little exhilarated after everything and she still felt frustrated and like her nerves were shot. She needed to wash herself off, it would do her well. She found the river, but it was indeed a bit on the wild side.

The rapids licked some smooth, dark, stones. Sprite walked towards the waters. She realized taking care of her sexual needs would also be calming. Arx was now well aware of how Sprite worked, so she wouldn’t be coy about it. She looked behind herself, the vedger and Arx still fallowed behind. They would be watching her as she cleaned. She would have an audience. She could already feel her body tingle a bit from the idea.

Sprite kept her back to Arx as she came to stand on one of the smooth rocks. She slipped her metallic skirt off, dragging it slowly to the ground, and then bent over, sticking her ass up.

“Just how dirty is my backside? How deep of a clean does it need?” Sprite said with a bit of a snarky tone, her right hand going to her butthole and spreading it out.

‘I’m being watched, they can see everything!’ Sprite mind danced a bit. She was feeling better already.
 
They're hot, too, Wylo thought nonchalantly as the harpy spread her ass for him. Makes me wish I still had my dick.

He sat on his furry rump, and his vines snapped out to grasp a fluttering moth from the air, popping it into his rodent jaw. He chewed as he watched Sprite bathe.
 
“Hmm…” Arx leaned back and tapped her chin in an exaggerated manner, surveying Sprite’s fine-looking ass, “I suspect it needs a very deep clean.” She didn’t approach, though normally she might have offered her own cleaning services. That was out of the cards though, so she was satisfied with just a show.

The changeling also undressed, letting her mud-soaked clothes fall to the ground to expose her own nakedness. It had been a while since she herself had gotten any release, not since her tryst with Mellavia, so she was feeling a bit horny. The moonlight seemed to make things a bit sexier in her eyes, and she figured if Sprite was fine with going at it in her presence, then so too could she.

Lazily laying sideways on a nearby flat rock, she started groping herself, rolling her nipple under her thumb while she watched the bird.
 
Sprite nodded in agreement and as Arx got undressed she did the same, taking the rest of her armor off and putting it down beside her. She got down on her knees and put her hands into the chilled water. It was cold, but very refreshing. She lifted a bit to her mouth and tasted it, then looked back at Arx, who at this point was enjoying herself well. Sprite giggled at the sight, blushing and very much enjoying herself as well.

She then dipped her hands back into the water, pulled out a handful, and started to move her hands back to her ass, washing it off. She gave herself a good, hard, slap on the right cheek when the water was used up and then got some more. She slapped herself again each time she finished, giving her butt a few red marks, but enjoying the process all the same.

“Feel free to change into whatever makes you most comfortable as you clean. I really would rather like the show,” Sprite said to Arx, curious if she would see the changelings’ real form.
 
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Her real form wasn’t at all sexy in her own opinion. It was rather boring and androgynous, without curves or much indication of which gender she was. While she supposed that was a bit harsh on herself, she much preferred trying new bodies, bolder, more striking bodies. Bodies like Sprite’s.

The changeling paused for a moment and gave the harpy a mischievous smile before her form began to change. Her pale skin started to turn feathery, and soon there was a harpy laying on the rock, a harpy that was literally identical to Sprite. While some might take offense to it, she figured they were being playful so there was less of a chance of things going badly. At the very least, Sprite was naked and without weapon in hand if she took it very poorly.

“What do you think?” Arx asked. Though it was Arx who spoke, Sprite’s voice came out of her mouth.
 
It would be difficult to tell from his reactions that Wylo had noticed the change in Arx, but he had.

Two harpies? One of them changed? He sniffed the air. She smelled like a harpy, although the two of them didn't have exactly the same set of environmental scents lingering on their bodies as they'd just began to wash. That's new.

His vines brought him another snack: a caterpillar that was crawling on some nearby leaves.
 
Sprite was surprised as Arx turned into her double, but very delighted. This added to her playful kinks. She was going to see herself masturbate before her very own eyes. She felt dizzy, almost fell over a bit, but quickly caught herself.

She stood up tall, smiling broadly, ready to give into her wants fully. “I think you look stunning. But looking like myself is just one part of who I am. I’m not sure how many people would be fooled by it. After all, I am a bit of a size queen as you well know. Could you be on par with me there, I wonder?” Sprite smiled in a coy way.

She splashed some more water on herself and then walked by the vedger, gave him a slight pet on the head, he was being such a good boy, and then went looking for something to cram into her now very much wanting pussy. She found a smooth rock standing by the river with a very thick tip. It’s girth was about four inches wide, the size of a very fat wine bottle . She felt she could handle it well enough.

She plumped herself down and jammed the thing into her pussy. She didn’t go to deep, it didn’t have a thicker base so it wouldn’t be wise to do so, but it spread herself well.

“Gods, have mercy,” she crocked out, the pleasure taking over her body.

“Can you top that?” she then asked Arx.
 
"Hmm..." she replied, looking for a rock somewhere a round her. Rolling to the edge of her rock, she leaned over and scooped up another very smooth, phallic-looking rock. The changeling had never masturbated with a rock before, but she supposed there was a first time for everything. Besides, she couldn't disappoint the horny harpy now could she. Spreading her legs, she started to work the rock in and out of her gently. It rocked back and forth, easing its way inside her. While Sprite may have liked it hard and fast, Arx was feeling more like taking her time and working herself up.

"I'm not sure I could ever beat the size queen..." she huffed, the rock about halfway in her pussy. It glistened with her juices, the lighter rock stained dark with her moisture. "Especially that ass of yours. I feel like you could get fucked by a Goliath and your ass would be completely fine." Her sentence was finished with a chuckle.
 
“Yes, I’m glad you understand I’m your superior,” Sprite chuckled.

She then took two of her fingers, her index and middle finger, and slid them into her pussy along with the stone. They went along the top side so Arx could see it well, like Sprite was hammering her victory home.

She then took her other hand and slapped her ass, “she’s just a very courageous little lady that likes to be filled,” Sprite stated in reference to her butt.

She splashed a bit more water on herself from the river, but at this point cleaning herself was well forgotten. As she did so she noticed the Vedger was watching them. The animal was odd, and not just in that she still didn’t know what it was. She had felt something when she had rubbed the creature’s belly, as if it had been holding something. It hadn’t made much sense though, so she had ignored it. She wasn’t going to let the strangeness in any case distract her from her current enjoyment. But then she saw the animal start to wonder over to her.
 
“Maybe superior in being filled, but I’m pretty good at doing the filling.” She grinned, working the rock a bit further in. Normally she would change to illustrate her point, but she had a rock in her pussy and a seed in her womb, so she remained as-is. The woman started gently fuck herself, panting and keeping herself propped up as she watched Sprite.

It was nice having an erotic show to go with her own pleasure-session, especially one as entertaining as Sprite. Every time it felt like Sprite might have reached her limit, it was as though the bird pushed forward, completely defiant of her perceived capacity.

Looking to see what Sprite was looking at, she too spotted the vedger trodding along. She had to admit that she found it quite cute in its own way, and she was starting to really warm up to the idea of having a pet.
 
Wylo was really starting to think that the two of them were showing off specifically for him. The way they were lewdly presenting themselves in his direction seemed pretty pointed, and he was getting more and more turned on despite being stuck cockless in this beastial shape. He trundled closer to the harpy, and his vines wound through the air toward her. Two of them spiraled up her shapely legs, while a third quickly whipped around to squeeze against her tits, unintentionally constraining her arms in the process. His little vedger lips drooled in anticipation. Even though he couldn't fully get off with just his vines, he was still going to enjoy this. He just hoped he hadn't misread their intentions. Two more of his vines poked at Sprite's asshole, fighting amongst themselves to get in. His last vine crept up the human's leg, wrapping around it to pull her closer...
 
She was minding her own business when she noticed the thing's vines crawling up her legs. Arx was not one for fucking with magical creatures, nor was she a fan of being restricted in any way. At the same time, she couldn't necessarily fault the thing for being horny- they were both probably putting off smells that were very strong to the beast.

"No! Bad vedger!" she smacked his vines firmly without too much force. After all, she didn't want to hurt it in her warning, but she did want it to know that she wouldn't tolerate this behavior.
 
Wylo immediately pulled back from the human, while the two vines at the harpy's asshole pressed more insistently, secreting a slippery, vegetal liquid that reduced friction enough that they eventually slipped inside before questing deeper into Sprite's bowels.
 
Sprite was enjoying herself greatly at this point. Her pussy was stuffed and wonderfully so, but far better she was getting to see herself getting off in Arx’s display. It was like she was watching her own lewd acts and it was delightful, but the enjoyment turned to panic when the Vedger reached her.

His vines shot up everywhere. They wrapped around her legs, her arms, even her breasts. Said breasts were perky and firm, but she had often not given them enough attention while playing with herself. The Vedger seemed to want to correct this as he squeezed them tightly. Sprite yelped in sudden pain, surprise and pleasure. She had never had her body treated in such a way, her nipples already becoming well hard.

“Tighter, please… tighter,” Sprite mound out and then caught herself.

She could feel two vines brush up against her butt. He was going to rape her. He was going to violate her body. She the powerful warrior was about to be taken advantage of all over again by yet another beast. Arx stood before her, ready to see all of it. Sprite’s head was spinning, she was already very wet from the rock and from being watched, and watching herself, but the idea of herself being raped for Arx to see, her body became on the very cliff of climaxing. She had to almost try to calm herself, to measure her breaths. Her body so wanted to be violated that she would soon have her mind lost. She did not want this, she had to remember that.

Of course, this slowed her response down and once she felt like she was back in control two vines went into her wanting asshole.

“Good boy! Go deeper, fill me!” Sprite screamed out, climaxed, and squirted, spraying out her juices at Arx.

She felt tired and exhilarated, but the fear was starting to sink in. She was being raped again and her body was being turned into a slave of the pleasure. She had to stop this.

“He’s… raping me. Arx,… please help me calm… him,” Sprite said in-between gulps of air. Then she fell over, tied up in vines.
 
Oblivious to anything that Sprite said without screaming, Wylo complied with her request to go deeper. His vines curled and twisted inside her, working himself through her body like a rodent in a warren, stretching and filling her insides until the bulbs at the ends of his vines slipped up her throat and out her mouth. They sawed back and forth through her entire body, and the vine on her breasts slipped down to her waist so that the two coming out of her mouth could wrap around the base of her tits in a circle, squeezing and making her nipples jut forward.
 
Sprite could not believe what was being done to her body. Every part of her seemed to become aroused as the vines filled her whole being. She had just climaxed, squirted hard and onto Arx, but despite her being in the after bliss of such an intense form of enjoyment, she could already feel her body start to ramp back up.

The vines were coming out of her mouth and squeezing her breasts with such force, every part of her felt so good. Her left hand went to her chest and felt her breasts. Part of her was saying it was to try and remove the vines, that was for sure true. They were squeezing very tightly, but part of her wanted to help with groping her breasts all the same.

Her right hand went to her ass. She started to slip four of her fingers into her butt and started to wrap her hand around the two vines, hoping to maybe pull them out of herself, but they had gone so deep already.

“I’m so filled,…” Sprite seemed to mumble out more in awe then anything else.
 
Preoccupied with her own sex act and the vedger's attempt to fuck her, she hadn't noticed that Sprite had been accosted until it was too late. Soon she watched with her mouth wide-open as the vines surged in and out of the harpy, wrapping around her and squeezing her. She would be lying if she said she didn't find it hot as hell, but in the back of her mind there was that nagging feeling that maybe Sprite didn't really want this. She was about to ask when she was squirted on, the harpies fluids dousing her like they had at the brothel. Well, she supposed that was one way to take a shower.

Sprite's message to her was clear though: While it felt very good for her, she didn't want it. And that was enough for Arx to make a decision- she needed to save Sprite from the vines. Her eyes widened in shock and she was paralyzed in horror for a moment as the vines came out of her mouth though, the image making her take a step back before her courage came back to her. Approaching the vedger so that she was in his line of sight, she put one hand on her hip and the other out to wave a finger at him. "NO! Stop! Bad vedger! Very bad vedger!" Her tone was angry, scolding, and she hoped she wouldn't have to use any violence against him.
 
The vedger's vines kept sawing in and out of Sprite's body, but he cocked his head at Arx, a very folk-like look of confusion on his furry face. He was pretty sure the harpy wanted him to do this. She'd even shouted "go deeper!" when he first slid his vines inside her. Maybe he was wrong, though.

He lifted Sprite into the air, rotating her with his vines so he could see her face. What he saw was mostly lust and bliss, her features twisted in ecstasy, but there did seem to be a bit of internal conflict in her expression. His vines began retracting as he lowered Sprite into the shallow water. It took nearly half a minute for his two largest vines to pull out of her asshole with a resonant plopping sound. Once they did, the vedger sat back on his haunches, and raised his front limb joints in what looked an awful lot like a shrug.
 
The water ran gently over Sprite’s body and she just kind of rested there for a moment. She was in some shallow rapids, but it wasn’t nearly strong enough to do any real harm to her. She breathed deeply, almost in shock, her left hand going to the rock still inside of her pussy, dragging it out, her right hand still exploring her ass.

She had been raped, again, here body fully violated for Arx to see. It was horrible, but still, her body demanded to finish. As such she fisted her ass hole, trying to hide it under the water, but not doing a good job of it.

“Thank you Arx,… that was…” Sprite said and then gritted her teeth. Her body shook and came very close to the edge. She didn’t fully climax, but she started to calm back down and let herself be pulled into the loving arms of exhaustion.

“Horrible!” she called out as her body tensed.

Under normal situations she would be concerned about Arx seeing her as a wanting whore, but she knew Arx would always be there to help. She had just saved her. Sprite let the water rush over herself a bit more as she removed her hand from her ass.

“Always listen to Arx little beast. She knows best,” Sprite then commented and then let herself be calmed by the waters.
 
Wylo's vines snapped out to snag a passing fly, popping toward his short, sharp teeth. He chewed nonchalantly as Sprite relaxed in the water. She was clearly still very aroused, so he wasn't sure exactly what had happened.
 
Arx had stared at the vedger for a moment as though she had seen a dog give her a thumbs up. It was... weird. Most animals didn't act like that, but she supposed this was a magical creature. Their intelligence levels could be different, and it seemed as though it was smart enough to recognize when she had told it to stop. Perhaps vedgers were somewhat on par with moneys or something. After squinting at him for a moment, watching him eat his fly, she decided that that was probably it. Probably.

Turning away from the creature, she also shrugged and answered, "no problem." She then dropped her rock on the shore and decided to actually wash herself. Watching her friend with tentacles coming out of her mouth had put a bit of a damper on her own arousal, being that she shuddered at the thought of that happening to herself. Once she was clean, she and Sprite left the river with their new little friend, the two of them working together to find the temple.

Finally, they saw it, Arx sighing with relief at the realization that their journey was over. Well, mostly.
 
It was no wonder they’d missed it for so many days. The temple entrance was small and simple, just a stone archway in the side of a particular sharp face of the mountainside, with two broken pillars standing free a few feet in front of it on either side. Only the two stone orbs at the base of each pillar suggested that the columns were once phalluses. The doorway was open—in fact, there was no door to close, whether there had never been or whether Mellavia’s expedition had removed or destroyed it—but the interior was dark.

Walking inside would reveal three things: a pair of rabbits that dart between Sprite and Arx’s legs and flee, narrowly escaping the vedger’s grasping vines; a barren square room of carved stone, barely ten feet on each side; and a section of the far wall, set back several inches, the size of a doorway, with a curious rhomboid shape where the knob might normally be…
 
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The sun had risen while they were looking for the entrance, it shone out from behind the three of them while they entered into the ruins. Given the rabbits and how this entrance was already excavated the chances of there being traps was extremely unlikely. Chances were there wouldn’t be any dangers until they got past this door without a knob.

That being said Sprite was on her guard. What had just happened to her had her in a state of high alert. She was keeping her distance from the Vedger and any noise or movement had her next to ready to swing into combat. Her mind was still processing everything that happened.

‘What if he does that to me again!? What if he just fucks me rotten for all to see!? He could do it at any time, he is a wild animal,’ Sprite mind worried, but of course these thoughts turned her on just as much as they scared her.

In any case they would not be getting rid of the Vedger, he was just to helpful. As such Sprite put all of her pent up energy into trying to solve the puzzle before her.
 
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Arx entered the room warily, looking around and squinting at the interesting architecture. It was pretty minimalist so far, but it was obvious that these people were fond of sexual themes. There didn't seem to be any traps, so she relaxed a bit, wandering around the room to see if there were any inscriptions or anything. Either there weren't any or she didn't find any, and she ended up in front of the rhomboid hole in the wall. It seemed to be the only thing interesting around.

She rubbed her chin for a moment, thinking to herself that the shape looked awfully reminiscent of something... feminine. An idea sparked into her mind: what if the door didn't need a knob, it needed a key? Arx glanced at Sprite before starting to undress, not wanting to rip her clothes since they had cost her a bucket of orc jizz. Speaking of which, when her form started to shift, it grew into the more intimidating stature of a large, busty orc woman with thick muscles and powerful-looking thighs. She also happened to have the tackle of both genders. Her cock was thick and green, the changeling hoping beyond hope that this hole wasn't booby-trapped with anything sharp or pointy.

It was time to make a leap of faith- or perhaps a fuck of faith would be more accurate. With a deep breath, Arx gently slid her dick into the hole as far as it would go until her hips pressed up against the door itself.
 
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