Centaurus - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: part 4




“N-no, you can't touch me!” whisper hissed Fey down at the diminutive male gnoll, “I’m s-sorry, I’m not good for males to touch, I’m p-poisonous, or s-something! It’s a centaur thing!”

The gnoll sniffed and looked up at her. “Lame. They said I could join you know.”

Fey blinked and looked down at the gnoll’s trousers. She realised he had one paw below the hem and was openly masturbating himself as he looked up at Fey’s mammoth breasts.

“Uhm- w-well, I’m very sorry but it would make you sick, so you can't!”

The diminutive gnoll shrugged and turned to look at Neshi.

“Uhm don-don't you mind all this?”

The gnoll moved to a table beside the inflated bride and climbed on top of it from a chair.

“What do you think gnoll wives are like?”

“Ah- ah v-very very open about s-sex?!” said Fey as another gnoll bride hiked up her skirt over her hips and was slammed onto her cock with a scream.

The groom rolled his eyes as he leapt on top of Neshi then scrambled on top of her, his feet sinking deep into her belly with each step. He reached down and grabbed hold of Neshi’s enormous ten inch clitoris, horse cum sloughing off its surface, the thing still rock hard and throbbing. Neshi gasped as he held it up, the glossy smooth length pulsing in his digits, a length of hypersensitive nerves, a clit grown out of control.

“Gnolls are a matriarchy in every way, they enjoy fucking each other with these things far more than anything I can do with my little thing, so what you're doing is just the same thing to me really.”

He grabbed hold of his trousers and pulled them down, his penis springing free, less than half the length of the monstrous clitoris in his paw, like a twig compared to a branch.

“O-oh I'm sorry to hear that? I think???”

The groom paused and then grinned, his canines flashing. “Don't be, I love it.”

He turned and crouched down over Neshi’s rear, his stiff little penis resting atop the fat clit, with a groan he slid it up and down the length, rubbing himself against it, becoming harder still with the stimulation. After a moment he whimpered and a small spurt of sticky white a few inches long landed on the surface. He shuddered, his cock not even softening in the slightest, and quickly moved up to her gaped open cunt. Neshi’s pussy was so wide open that it could fit multiple fists inside with ease so the groom’s tiny cock was akin to a sausage thrown down a hallway. He ground his length up against the roof of her stretched out tunnel, roughly thrusting himself against her gaped cunt’s flesh until with a cry he jizzed over the pool of horse cum pooled at the bottom. The horse cum shifted at the touch of the little gnoll’s cum, reacting, then rolling over top of it, dragging it down like an apex predator finding prey, subsuming his masculinity.

Just as he came Fey ejaculated into the bride being pumped up and down on her length, her howls rising as her belly grew until Fey was once more riding atop a shameless cum dump of a wedding bride.

The groom looked over eagerly at the brand new sloppy seconds and scrambled down the arc of Neshi’s belly until he landed on the floor and scrambled over to the freshly blimped bride as Fey pulled free, a spill of cum coming with her. The groom made his way up on top of the bride and began humping at the gaped ruin of her pussy, a scavenger picking at a predator's leftovers.

Fey couldn't help but watch as he whined and jizzed pathetically, his cum standing no chance against her own.

As he began to hump again a strange feeling surfaced from her darkest depths. The sight of a meek male scrabbling at her cum filled conquest, his tiny length incapable of even beginning to fill the gaped out ruin of the girl’s cunt. She bit her lip, this was... really really hot, her sheer overwhelming dominance compared to any male writ large for her to see.

Her hips jerked forward as Vizzy hiked up her skirt, Fey’s enormity crashing into her rear, the chrysanthemums near jerking from her head as she yelped in surprise. The only reason she wasn't shoved to the ground was because the other brides held her in place. 

“Oh f-fuck it didn't sound so big in the storieeeees!” wailed Vizzy.

“Mine. All mine.” growled Fey as her thighs strained, powerful stallion muscles bulging. Vizzy keened as Fey slowly squeezed inside of her, her ass cheeks and muff spreading wide. The front of the Vizzy’s wedding dress slowly pushed out from her abdomen as she was bit by bit made to take Fey, the pure white sacred fabric stretching out then starting to tear, long thin oval gaps appearing where the bride’s distorted belly poked free, the number of tears increasing until with a lurch the pious cloth shredded apart, her belly free to push out below her breasts, her body utterly and hopelessly dominated by dick.

"OooooOOOHHHH!!"

With each haul down on Vizzy’s ankles Fey thrust into her also, each penetration far rougher and more brutal than any before, Vizzy’s insides scraped and stirred by the massive length, her foot long clitoris flapping wildly below as she was used as a living cocksleeve, back and forth, back and forth, the brides moving her like rowers, determined to jerk Fey off all the sooner so that they could take their turn.

It wasn't long before Fey was peaking once more and Vizzy's womb was rapidly expanding, filling with untold amounts of searing hot horse cum as the disheveled gnoll screamed her lungs out.

Not even finishing Fey hauled herself free, the last long ropes of cum splattering across the dome of her belly in a scrawled mess as her length bobbed before she grabbed at the nearest bride and lifted her into the air with ease. Lotsai looked up at her in utter surprise, stunned by her outsized strength, clearly used to being the strongest in the room and certainly not used to being out strengthened by someone with arms as un-muscular as Fey’s. 

Fey grabbed at Lotsai’s wedding dress and hiked it up, her thighs and straining thirteen inch clitoris exposed, her droolng puss clenching at the air. Then she threw the gnoll down against the arc of Neshi’s belly, holding her in place until the gnoll grabbed hold of Neshi’s ankles. As Fey rose up her front hooves once more came down on Neshi’s belly. Her dick thrusting up between the fresh bride's thighs.

Lotsai screamed as Fey drove forward, swiftly penetrating her and bulging out her belly, the bulge pushing against the cum belly of Neshi and indenting it inward. The gnoll bride held on desperately to Neshi’s ankles as Fey thrust up into her over and over, her clit slapping against the dome of Neshi’s belly with each grunted thrust.

Around her the other brides unable to get at Fey's violently moving stallion hips began to masturbate as they looked on, hiking up their skirts and grabbing hold of their oversized clitorises, frantically jerking themselves off.

One of the brides became agitated and grabbed another and shoved her down over a table, then grabbing pawfuls of her skirt lifted the ankle length thing up over and over until it was hiked up over her hips and her dripping snatch was freed, her tail flagged high. She lined her fat clit up with her fellow brides folds and thrust inside.

A cacophany of moans rose around Fey as she fucked Lotsai silly, her puffy wedding skirt bouncing around her body as Fey pistoned in and out of her until with a cry Lotsai began to expand, her belly becoming a smaller copy of Neshi’s that rapidly grew larger, pushing Fey away from the gnoll until she was of equal size to Neshi and then larger, her daffodil tiari perched absurdly atop a feminine hill.

Fey lurched back, her balls rumbling for more, more pussy! She turned and shoved the gnoll fucking the one bent over the table out of the way and thrust up into her insead, turning her soft moans into howled screams of extreme pleasure.

It wasn't long before the bride was growing in size, the table being crushed flat beneath her belly that spilled over its edges, larger, then larger than the previous bride.

Fey rampaged amongst the brides, girl after squealing girl, huge feminine spheres filled with churning horse cum left in her wake, their gaped and abused cunts drooling thick sloppy semen as they were left shuddering and trembling with the after shocks, toes curling, legs starting to cramp with the strain.

Chairs and tables were knocked aside as each girl was filled, the space inside the lobby rapidly filling with the ten spherical brides, their pure white bridal dresses despoiled and rumpled, clean white fabric stained with sweat and cum and squirt. Fey looked around searching for more, more needy pussies, more fertile wombs to breed, her cock harder than ever, her balls growling in hunger.

She turned, a flash of colour catching her eye. A gnoll girl was there, younger, a teenager. Unlike the brides who wore snow white wedding dresses this one wore a summer yellow gown, a tiara of daisies clumsily placed on her head. She was also watching Fey with very round eyes, her paw bunched up on her skirt, furiously jerking her clit off through the fabric. She quivered as she noticed Fey’s eyes on her, her breath catching. 

She gulped nervously. Then she turned and fled.

Fey prowled after her like she was hunting her prey. She ducked beneath the door the bridesmaid had fled through and found a stair. Making use of her heightened dexterity she made her way up, steps creaking under her great weight, her balls swaying side to side with each step, urging her on, screaming to be emptied, their contents multiplying constantly, the surface becoming tighter and harder. 

She made it to the top and found a hallway, a nervous face just seen disappearing through a doorway. Fey approached and grabbed the doorframe ducking down low to peer inside. The bridesmaid was there, desperately trying to push down her erect clitoris which was tenting out her summer gown. 

Behind her were a dozen teenage girls and young women all of them wearing similar summery yellow gowns. They all gawped up at her.

“H-hey, is that the centaur, uhm B-bey? no, F-fey? Like in the letters you snuck away from your aunt Enky?” 

Enky, the one with clumsy daisy tiara looked back and nodded her head in confirmation. Then she bit her lip.

“You are joking right?” said a gnoll girl significantly shorter than the others, more a shortstack than the usual athletic physique of the gnoll girls. Somehow her daisy tiara was even more clumsy than Enky’s and had what looked like a sunflower perched jauntily on one side

“No, she’s the one! From the letter!”

“I thought those were stories! But we’ve been secretly sneaking them around and- and- what if she’s offended!”

“They aren't her letters personally silly!”

“Maybe you lot wouldn't have ruined them if you thought they were hers though huh? It’s going to be months until we can go back to Bine and steal more!”

“Hey they aren't that bad…”

“You’re the one who messed them up the most Bea! I can barely make out the writing after you’ve had your turn, you're like a broken faucet!” said one glaring at the shortstack.

Fey eyed this new crop of pussies. She drew in air through her nose, smelling the scent of their panties which were gradually dampening as the masculine scent of her dick slowly seeped into the room.

“Is this all of you or are there more?”

“Uhm, th-there’s thirty four of us here for the brides’ and the groom’s wedding if that's what you mean.”

Fey’s balls rumbled and grew inches in size as the words hit her ears. Thirty four?

Her cock flexed hard, bucking up, a cup of precum spurting from the tip, the clear fluid landing across the first one‘s gown staining it dark, the fluid that missed spattering across the other bridesmaids clustered behind her.

They gasped in surprise, then froze up as the scent crashed against their nostrils like a bomb.

One by one the summery yellow gowns began to tent outward as their clits filled with blood, becoming erect with excitement, a match for the hard shapes of their nipples pressing out against the cloth covering their breast, the light fabric hanging down in swooping arcs between pairs of stiff nubs. 

As a group they shuddered and blushed, paws reaching down, desperately trying to hold down their humiliating turgid obscenities.

Fey advanced on the bridesmaids, the young women looking up at her towering height.

“If you want me to fuck you like in the newsletter then clean me off.”

As one the bridesmaids lunged beneath her, pushing and shoving each other out of the way in their desperate desire to eat the cum layered across her length. Fortunately due to her sheer size there was plenty of room and six girls found space on either side, gulping down the drippy horse cum, feeding in their cocklust.

It didn't take long for them to be done and Enky, who Fey had seen first, rushed over to the nearest sofa and bent herself over the back, swiftly hiking up her skirt over her quivering hips and tugging aside her panties. Fey advanced and the others helped guide her in, the petite yet athletic teenager’s rear dwarfed by the enormous horse dick, her tail flagging into the air as her nine inch clit scraped against the fabric of the sofa.

“Hnnnn! I’m like so wet right now you have no idea!” Whined Enky, biting her lip hard, trying not to cry out as her petite labia was forcibly stretched around the massive trunk of a dick. She failed and her voice broke free in a rising scream as her clumsy daisy tiara was bounced from her head, her summer gown tearing down the front as her belly pushed out feet in front of her.

Fey quickly got into a slow easy lunging rhythm, thrusting into Enky over and over, the sofa being shoved forward with each thrust, the feet squeaking across the floorboards. Behind her the girls clustered around her balls reaching out and caressing them, their free hands masturbaing the tented fabric of their erect clits.

The attention drove Fey to a quick climax and the sofa collapsed under the blimping belly of the teenager. She heaved herself free and turned to find the remaining twelve girls bent over with their skirts hiked up, their pussies bare and fully exposed, their tails flagging, the air filled with hormonal begging.

Fey blinked in surprise, but found she was pleased. She pointed at one of the drippiest .

“You.”

The bridesmaid quivered at her voice, her knees turning inward. The other bridesmaids dived on her ferociously and she was lifted into the air and hauled under Fey. It didn't take long for the girls to begin sleeving her on the length and soon they were rowing her up and down. 

Fey jerked as half of the girls moved to her rear, leaving the rest to move the one on her dick, and began desperately tongue bathing her balls, amateurish compared to the brides but still sending her sperm insane.

As the sex continued the shortstack gnoll, Bae, was starting to lose her mind herself, her slobbering on fey’s balls becoming desperate and messy, reeling across the surface until she cried out.

“I can't take it any more!”

She grabbed hold of her dress and shredded it apart, her massive sixteen inch clitoris bursting free, the thing throbbing steel hard. She grabbed hold of the other girls and climbed them, grabbing onto Fey's tail and hips as her fat clit was dragged up and over Fey's vast balls. She adjusted her hips aiming her clit and then thrust into Fey's inflamed pussy.

Fey screamed and immediately ejaculated as her cunt was suddenly stretched tight around fat teenage clitoris. The teeager sleeved on her dick ballooned in size as spraying horse ejaculations doused her womb, speedily filling her out, her belly growing to seven foot then eight foot then nine foot across.The young women around her cooed and gasped in awe as she became massive.

“H-holy shit it's just like the newsletter said and she can just keep going! Is it really all true?!”

“No way that story with the minotaurs happened for real, no freaking way.”

“Is that the one where you circle jerked each other's clits while Enky read it out aloud?”

“Wait what? Why wasn't I invited to that?”

Cause you're too loud duh, how are we supposed to do it in secret if you're screaming the inn down in the middle of the night?”

Still had to do way too much laundry, I’ve never climaxed so hard in my entire life. You know I’m pretty sure there’s a damp patch on the ceiling of the room below that we’re responsible for.”

“Heh, would have been waaaay worse if I hadn't brought towels.”

Fey was having difficulty pulling away from the lake of a teenager as Bae refused to stop humping her rear, pounding her overgrown clitoris into her insides. Worse, it was having a severe effect on her sex drive. Her balls were going insane, audibly growling and churning as the girl's puss slammed home over her balls with each eager thrust, the extreme nearness teasing the sperm into a hyper agitated state.

With a groan and a flutter of her eyelids she managed to force herself free from the teenagers desperately clinging cunt.

“Q-quickly I need another! I need more! Get yourselves on me!” came Fey’s frantic voice as her balls reached their limit.

The young bridesmaids eagerly complied and her length was soon sheathed in another nubile pussy.

This went on for some time, Fey blimping out each young woman, one after the other. The group were forced to leave the room pretty quickly as all the free space was taken up by groaning twitching women lying slumped atop their gravid with sperm bellies.

The party went from room to room to room, each time they came across more of the bridesmaids, friends and relatives, each time descending into an outrageously wild orgy, each time Fey filling them a little more, a little larger, making the young women so large that they pressed up against the ceiling, her balls raging all the harder as the shortstack Bae continued to pound her pussy and drive her balls into overdrive.

Fey was lost in a haze of desperate need, a need to relieve herself, but finding that no matter how much she fucked and rutted and ejaculated her balls were always screaming for more, not diminishing in size but growing larger still, the cute little shortstack gnoll fucking her horse pussy undoing everything she did.

She stumbled from door to door filling belly after belly with seed, the humid and hot rooms and halls becoming thick with a feminine hormonal scent that clung to the skin, the result of unimaginable pleasure and extreme insemination.

Fey pulled free from her latest cunt and stumbled back into the hall, the belly of her conquest entirely filling the doorway, her cunt rolling up, poking free near the top of the door streaming cum into the hall, the rest of her body not visible as she was mostly inside the room, her legs flopped across her belly.

She turned and found the hallway had no more doors. There were no more rooms to enter. She blinked in surprise.

No more bridesmaids? No, that couldn't be.

She turned and checked the next door down. It was filled with a belly bulging out into the hall, a pair of legs at the top and a stream of cum rolling from her gaped cunt.

“N-no more?” Whispered Fey.

She stumbled down the hall passing doorway after doorway each stuffed with belly and cunt each drooling a river of cum. As she made her way down the hall the streams joined together until the entire hallway was a river of horse cum inches thick.

She had trouble going down the stairs as the stairs themselves were a waterfall of cum. The next floor down was a thick miasma of female pleasure, the air heavy with the scent of hormones and satisfied pussy, a visible foggy haze. Fey passed by room after room. What rooms were not plugged shut with blimped young women were packed tight with multiple inside, their bellies squeezed together and filling almost all free space. A constant soft background moaning filled the air, the occasional twitched leg and sets of curling toes as their pussies pulsed with unfathomable aftershock.

Here too the hallway was awash with inches thick cum, the slurry leading from pussies down the hall and down the next set of stairs. Fey followed in shock, not quite believing what she had done. Another floor and the river of cum was nearly a foot deep, the smell of masculine cum here was overwhelming. Fey wondered if a girl could get pregnant just from smelling this place it was just that overwhelming.

She sloshed through the heavy cum, pausing to raise her hand and hesitantly touch at a gaped pussy poking through a door in passing. Who’s was this? She didn't even know, in her rampaging desire she hadn't even asked their names. Now this teenager's pussy was a ruin, a cavernous thing yawning wide, large enough to fit a near dozen fists inside, her puckered trembling little cervix at the back leaking horse cum in fits and bursts, not strong enough to fully keep the lake inside back. 

No male would ever be able to satisfy this teenager now. She had experienced something far far far beyond what any guy could offer her. She had been made a size queen of the most extreme sort. Fey had little doubt the teenager would seek out larger and larger dildos massive things the size of her leg, absurd quantities of rubber that she would stretch herself out upon, hungering to recreate in some part that divine feeling of Fey.

All of the girls here would.

She had changed them. Enlightened them. Open their minds to what a REAL fucking was. To be made small against her massiveness and then made fat and infinitely satisfied with her cum. Broodmothers, this inn was a stable of broodmothers, hers, all hers.

The tips of her fingers outlined the massive gape, her mark, the shape of her dick in female flesh, then lifted away.

She made her way down the final stair, this one practically a rapids of waterfalling horse cum. It was only her dexterity that prevented her from slipping. She emerged out into the main lobby. It was empty apart from the still groaning blimped brides, that and the two foot deep lake of cum that covered the floor.

Her balls twitched in memory of filling the brides and her need to fuck came roaring back. She turned around searching, she needed more! Another girl, anyone would do!

There was no one there.

Then she heard a groan.

She twisted her upper body and to her surprise found the cute short bridesmaid still inside of her cunt, Bae was it? The shortstack gnoll had apparently passed out at some point and had been slumped across her rear, her legs hooked around the massive size of her even larger balls. She had been in such an addled hyper focused state that she hadn't even realised the teenager was still inside of her.

Bae blinked sleep from her eyes and looked around sitting up and sliding back.

“Uhh.”

“You need to get out of me, quickly now!”

“Wha-why?”

“So I can fuck your brains out! Look what you're doing to my balls!”

The teenager binked and then looked down at the testacles she was now seated on. The two menacing things growled and shifted, each colossal sphere nearly twenty inches across. Bea’s buttocks were being actively massaged by the slightly bulging surface at the top as sperm roared up at her rear over and over, trying to get at her pussy.

“Oh... right…”

With a grimace she shifted and her still erect clit slipped free from Fey’s puss with a groan from Fey, her horse puss gaining a slight gape before quickly closing up tight. With a grunt Bae lifted herself off and jumped down into the two foot deep lake below.

“Wow this stuff, it's so thick!”

Fey turned to find the teenager standing naked and looking down at the white sludge.

“Hey, uh, is- is it supposed to feel like it's… moving?”

Bea moved her legs awkwardly and then let out a gasp of surprise. Cum was ever so slowly rolling up her inner thigh, a fat splodge of white visibly crawling up her completely of its own volition, defying gravity, uncountable sperms all furiously trying to reach for her unfucked teenage pussy.

“H-holy fucking shit! j-just how fucking virile is this stuff?”

She tried to wipe it from between her legs but the stuff began rolling down her arms, stopping at nothing to reach her insides.

Fey grabbed hold of her outreached arm and lifted her into the air, her legs coming free from the lake of white with a gloop. The short teenager dangled in surprise.

“H-hey, it hasn't stopped! Get it away!”

Fey glanced down to see she was right. The upward rolling line of cum had nearly reached her muff and was going berserk in its drive to reach her insides. 

She grimaced and reached out with her free hand, scooping the thick substance from between the teenager’s legs and wiping it away.

“Why did you want it to stop?”

“Because it's not the real deal, it's just a really really really big tease! Just a feel of the real thing which is a thousand times better! And if that happened maybe you wouldn't want to do me for real because that sorta counts as sex already right? P-please you've got to do me for real, I don't want to be the only one left out! I read about you the most of anyone, I know it’s all real now! That time you stole a pirate ship and became a pirate queen for a day, and that time you made the fifth most popular school girl in Bine fill a stable, and that time you ruined the Hammer Horn girls, and that time you fucked Lady Alexandria.”

Fey’s expression froze on her face and she stopped blinking. After a moment she managed to stiffly croak-whisper out, “I did what to Lady Alexandria?”

“You know, that time you seduced the great Lady dragoness of Bine and then made her fall madly in love with you.”

Fey’s eyebrow twitched.

“O-Okaaay, that didn't happen. S-some of the stories just aren't t-true,” she managed to stiffly get out.

“They aren't? B-but does that mean you won't do me?” 

Tears were forming in the teenager’s eyes and Fey looked down at her with concern.

“Didn't you hear what I said Bea? My balls are going to literally explode if I don't fuck you ten times harder than any other girl in here.

Bea blinked and wiped her eyes.

“Uhh, what now?”

“H-hey. Take her here, I'll hold her.”

Fey turned to see a trembling Neshi lifting her head from her body. She had her arms outreached and paws open.

Fey was already moving and carried the dangling teenager over to Neshi, the two girls hugged each other and the shortstack teenager was left lying over the arc of Neshi’s cum belly.

Fey reared up hard and the tip of her cock slammed into the teenager's groin, literally lifting her into the air momentarily as she sat perched atop the tip in surprise like she had been caught on some kind of equine seat.

Then Neshi used her great strength and with a sloppy Schl-pop! Bea’s pussy engulfed the tip.

The teenager screamed into Neshi’s arms as she came and then came again and then Fey began thrusting up into her, deeper and deeper until the teenager's tented tummy was stabbing into Neshi’s cumbelly. The centaur fully putting to use her incredible strength to piston in and out of the teenager every half second, feet and feet of dick plunging in and out of the teenager’s completely unprepared cunt with every passing moment, her sixteen inch clitoris slapping down over and over against Neshi’s belly like a drum, every single half second thrust resulting in an orgasm that was a hundred times stronger than anything the teenager had experienced before Fey, her pussy a constant squirting geyser of clear fluid, each deep thrust up resulting in an explosion of fluid that sprayed out in every direction.

The teenager's mind became strobing flashing lights and exploding fireworks as she opened her mouth as wide as it would go and screamed and screamed and screamed, howling like an animal, her legs thrashing at the air, toes splayed, muscles cramping as she strained past their limits, her whole body spasming out of control in sheer mind melting orgasmic cluster climax.

And then her eyes rolled up and she came even harder.

The sound of brutal relentless sex filled the air, overlaying that was the sound of Fey’s terrifyingly large balls smacking against her thighs so hard she was sure she was going to bruise, the things looking ready to explode.As it was it didn't take long for Fey to cum, her balls were practically forcing her too, the pressure on them was just too insane.

With a roof shaking scream of her own, her girth thickened massively as a blinding amount of high pressure cum roared down her length. She came and the teenager near instantly vanished beneath her belly as a solid geyser of white exploded into her womb. Fey was pushed back across the cum covered ground as the teenager grew in pulsing blasts, her howling screeching screams becoming muffled beneath her own belly as her face was forced into it. 

Already she was far bigger than any other gnoll girl and still growing. The dome of her belly rose higher and higher until it was touching the lobby ceiling far above then spreading outward, rolling over the lake of white.

Fey was lost in extreme relief, but she wasn't quite gone enough to miss the groaning sound of wood failing under extreme load.

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Ellaria was striding back to the inn with an abashed Vivi and Lily in tow. 

“I realise that you are in need of a sword Vivi but did you really think it was the right move to make where upon finding the local blacksmith was missing to take over his forge and make your own sword? And no Wummy’s “help” is not helpful. I mean really now, you are fortunate that I came along when I did and the entire building didn't burn down. And Lily you should know better setting your golems to work on something so dangerous.”

“I didn't know they would be so flammable!” wailed Lily cradling a partly burned teddy bear.

Ellaria pinched her brow and sighed.

“I swear it’s like looking after a crowd of escaped insane asylum-

The four storey inn ahead of them suddenly let out an earth shuddering creak and then with a BOOM! It collapsed in on itself. A dozen moaning gnoll girls rolled free from the lumber, tumbling over and over on their spherical bellies, their legs kicking wildly at the air.

Ellaria froze up mid step, her face going pale.

“You, uh, maybe shouldn't have left Fey alone, just sayin’....”

“I do believe that may have been a mistake, yes…” said Ellaria distantly.

A scream of anger came from the side and Ellaria turned to see the fat innkeeper staring at the ruin of his inn with his hands on his head.

“My INNNNNNNNN!”

“Uhm, so are we sleeping in the forest or what? If so, totally not happy ‘bout that.” muttered Lily.

The innkeep heard Lily and swept around, jabbing an accusatory finger at Ellaria.

“You! You adventurers did this! This is all your fault!”

“I’m sure we can come to some amicable agreement, this doesn't have to turn out badly.”

“No! I’m going to take every legal action, I'm going to get you ejected from the Adventures Guild! You don't know the people I know! I’m going to take out every bounty- I will call hell itself down upon youuuuu!”

Some internal struggle fought within Ellaria, two titans of finance wrestling, worlds breaking apart as their planetary bodies shook the heavens. Then, seemingly deciding it just wasn't worth the hassle these days, she loosed the drawstrings on her dimensional bag with a sigh.

“Go on then, how much is it to build a new one.”

Stratothrax-After-Dark

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