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She wasn't the only one, the overly detailed descriptions were having an effect on the trio too, their clenching becoming ever more desperate and the parts of her back where their rears rested becoming soaked through as they grew all the wetter. She could even feel Astrid's chest pressing up against her back, the minotaur's own stiff nipples rubbing up against her, more often on purpose than by accident she suspected.

"P-please girls, d-do you have describe it so- so unashamedly?"

"Oh Fey after what you did to us it's hard not to want to talk about it."

"It's important I think" piped up Kayla, "You would not believe how long me and Lily talked after we did it that first time, t-talk amongst other things," the last part came out as a guilty squeak.

Fey bit her lip. It wasn't just how hard she was becoming that was the problem, but that she could also feel her balls swelling, since the girls had started talking they were several inches further down her back leg and significantly rounder and more taut, almost painfully so. Being continuously teased for hours while they walked was not having a good effect on her.

She was glad then when up ahead Braddox and Ellaria stopped. The two bands faltered to a halt behind them.

"We're here. The closest village to Bine."

Fey blinked and peered past the adventurers. They had come around a corner in the road and up ahead of them was a tall palisade wall. Strangely it appeared deserted with nobody about, the road empty and the front door to the village ajar.

They approached cautiously, weapons slung and hanging ready, ready for anything.

But nothing happened. No guard appeared at the wall, no one cried out or even attacked. The door creaked slightly in the summer breeze, no hand to close it or swing it wide, just ajar.

Braddox let out a breath. "Strange, there should be guards of some manner. Even if the village was hit particularly hard no sane person outside a city leaves a gate open and unguarded, especially not out here in these monster infested hills."

"This does not bode well I fear," said Ellaria. She looked at the silent forest around them warily, then flicked a finger and a dozen marble-sized fires sprung to life around her, ready to be used at a moment's notice.

"You think this is some kind of ambush?"

"No, but I do not like to leave things to luck."

She reached out and grasped the handle of the large door and pulled back, the door swung out with a groan and with it came a spear that had been leaning against the other side. The spear clattered against the dirt and the bands tensed up in surprise, taken unawares by the loud sound in the otherwise peaceful forest.

But again, nothing happened. Ellaria kicked the spear aside and stepped into the village. The others followed.

"It's abandoned," said Flora looking between the village's buildings, "Maybe they wised up and realised that they would be better off leaving for the city while these Kobogon things are around? That's what I would do."

"You don't know villagers then," muttered Vivi, "Real stubborn bastards everyone of them, trying to get payment out of them was like trying to get blood from a stone, they make Ellaria here look positively charitable."

"That's enough of that. We don't know anything for certain."

Fey paused, her eyes coming to rest on a scrap of clothing. "H-hey I think I see something." She trotted forward and then flinched back with a yelp as the summer breeze lifted the scrap revealing the severed head of a man beneath, an expression of agony still frozen on his face.

"So much for leaving for the city," said Averys with a scowl. "More like they're all dead, prey to these ungodly monsters."

"D-don't say that! There might still be survivors!" said Fey dashing forward. She turned a corner and froze up. Astrid peered around her and gasped

"Oh no."

Fey shoulders fell. The amount of blood…

Something had happened here, something bad, the blood was… everywhere, along with fallen and dropped possessions, it wasn't hard to see that the villagers had tried to flee but had been cut down and then taken away, smears of blood across the ground marking where they had been dragged.

Ellaria put a hand on Fey's arm comfortingly. "It's bad Fey but we don't know if the worst has yet come to pass, there may still be survivors as there are no bodies here, and if there are they no doubt will need you."

"Somehow I find I like our chances less and less with this job with every passing moment," said Flora lifting up a scrap of clothing and examining the blood flecked across it.

"Braddox. Tell me, what is it that we can do?"