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Chapter 12 : Escape/ Sawdust Pancakes

Gulping Tris turns around and puts on a more forced smile . “When will you please fuck my brains out ?”

“Is it save here or will we be raided in the next few minuets after the escape we just did ?” The emotionally detached answer from Karl-Heinz didn´t make her happy, she looked over for an answer from Sarsa.

“If you hide the entrance to this place we should be fine for days if not months as no one would expect some axiom adept to dig in and stay hidden in the middle of no where. Sadly we don´t have the food or water or other supply´s to stay here any longer than you can last without them.” Then Sarsa and Vaskra huddled together and started mumbling away at most likely planning the near future.

“Sounds good enough for me” Karl said, walked over to the entrance, did his magic skill thing and then entered the ´Horny Jail´ room, being very swiftly followed by Tris.

Tris for her part almost disintegrated her garments into shreds of cloth as she disrobed herself, barely managing to contain her excitement long enough to not be forced to go around nude like Karl-Heinz currently is.

Then she lays on the surprisingly clean compacted dirt ground on her side, wide grin showing off all her sharp teeth. Her breasts bulging forward from her chest, laying on top of each other like two big water filled balloons. Shark finned tail slowly thumping the ground, vagina on display as her strong legs are opened up with one leg flat on the ground and the other with the knee up high and supported from a foot placed next to the other legs knee, leaving the hips in a high angle from the ground.

Orientated in just the right way that Tris has to crane her neck ether above or around her breasts to see Karl in the room, flashing him from what she believes to be her best angle. The best angle right after the one she would give him if she were to ride this man in cowgirl position.

As Karl sees the sight laid out before him, he can´t help but get stiff rather fast, whilst also freezing a bit mentally as this was “too easy” even for thirst trap games he has seen in his past. “Weren´t you supposed to cuddle and kiss and snug me first ? isn´t that a thing with women normally to first want forplay ?”

“eeeeh what is forplay ?, and can you get in me already ? I am rather wet and didn´t get to rub one off since I met you” She was proving her claim with a small trickle of liquid leaving her vagina and starting to wet her fur ever more down the side of her thigh.

In response Karl just shrugged and jogged over to Tris and slightly awkwardly laid down on her belly and breasts, whilst she turned herself at the same time to lay flat on her back, giving him a better position to lay onto her and also be able to reach her vagina. Karl then started to dry hump her belly as he got himself into a sort of better position, gently jiggling around on her muscled abbs hoping to find the glory hole with his stinger.

Tris was blushing as hard as she could, meaning not at all thanks to her fur, and feeling flustered from the contact to an actual penis on her fur. As She sort of just goes with the flow, a moan escapes her maw and she wraps her arms around Karl, hugging him and letting his head submerge between her breasts.

Lucky for both of them, the hug was the moment he hit his mark and the penis slipped into the love cavern. Not quite knowing how to feel about this more lose than what he has had so far vagina, He defaulted to what worked so far and just started to hump away with normal gentle hip movements. Most other movements weren´t possible anyway in the iron grip embrace he got from Tris, making it even a bit hard to breathe on his lungs and his motor boating deep diving head.

Yet these problems bothered neither of them as Karl was lost in his new experience of fun time and Tris was lost to the void were her bliss addled mind send her whilst overloaded with the thus far unknown joys. Tris moaned away with fever and desperation, calling out to anyone who is near to the joys her lower lips were experiencing, utterly soaking her crotch in fluids.

Karl-Heinz luckily had furry breast earmuffs to shield him from possible hearing damages. As he grunted away and tried to fuck her with an industrious attitude, as fast as he can to maintain a steady pace, not cum to soon and pace out his stamina somewhat. This woman was a mountain to climb in size and a new personal challenge to properly mount. The inner achievement hunter sparking some pride in his trade even if his only competition so far was he himself against his stamina and ability to blue ball.

She was having quite the time on her end, lost to the lust and a haze of happiness from an orgasm. Only acting on instinct as all higher brain function was shut off, her tail trashing around, pounding the ground, her arms squeezing her mate against her stronger, the legs and hips humping against Karl, making his hips jump a bit up and down with her powerful trusts.

The form fitting head prison makes it a bit hard for Karl to cool off and let this round last longer, so he ends up blowing rather fast, he can feel it coming. He drops his industrious speed restriction right as Tris comes down from her orgasm and collapses her efforts of muscle movement.

Being free to move as he pleases, Karl starts hammering away with his hips to grind away at the warm flesh walls inside of Tris, enjoying the feeling of still weakly being milked. Not long after Tris orgasms again from the over load of pheromones in her system and a this far unknown experience of warm fluid being pumped into her most inner sanctum.

Now Karl needed a short break and his sweat was making the furry bed rather damp and a little unpleasant. So he rolled of Tris and landed down on the ground next to her, laying on his back, Dick still hard, glistering with the combined sexual fluids of both of them. Tris craned her Head over him, long necks were useful for such shenanigans, and grinned impossibly wider than ever before down at him.

Karl smiled back a bit unsure of how to take that predatory look and display of sharp teeth so close to his face. He was not granted the time to organize his feelings on that issue as the next encounter started itself as he could feel his penis being encased in a loving touch yet again.

Sarsa´s mouth was all to eager licking and then sucking his sexual energy's back into place. Letting her long forked tongue slide over the skin between his balls, moaning into the penis with a pleasant rumble of her throat as the pheromones hit her system hard again. She savor's the feeling of the regrowing pubic hair on the scales of her nose, lips and tongue.

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“You are rather fast on the cock there snek waifu, did first wife lose a bet ?” Karl teased, looking around and seeing that Tris was looking half pleased and calm, half grumpy she didn´t get a chance at an immediate round 2. Yet she is happy to witness Karl´s, to her cute looking, struggles against the over eager advances of Sarsa.

Sarsa was unable to answer the quick quip, she also was a bit unable to register the quip as her mind was lost to bliss, she was dedicated to her task of sucking for white gold. Her body coiled and straighten rhythmically, enveloping her man in herself. At one point her own vagina rubbed against Karl-Heinz´s foot by accident and somehow that foot ended up being the new favorite clitoris brush for her lust hazed mind.

Tris spotting the opening for what it is and having recovered a bit from her own fun time, gets up and squats down on a now constricted, coil bound Karl. Now all he is able to do is to wiggle, squirm and lick, ending up pleasing either of the two love sick monster girls enjoying his every atom for merely existing near them.

This being a new and interesting interaction with others, his mind just finds this dark, wet, tight prison of his, relaxing and enjoyable. ´No way to disappoint anyone in this way, here I can´t do anything but wiggle others into an orgasm.´ crossed his mind, making him smile.

The second shot took longer to be urged out of him, as usual, and as consequence Sarsa managed to dislodge her face from his groin long enough to switch to a more pleasing position. Meaning she shifted her coils to snuggle his penis into her by now excessively lubed and dripping vagina. In the process of changing positions she realized that the very eager grinning Tris has claimed the males mouth and overall face.

“This is my time with him ! Begone ! Let mmmmmeeeeeoooooan” it is still hard to get any argument out right when the new experience melts your mind back into a lustful haze when ever you try to work up an emotional rant.

Just another reason for Tris to grin as she takes the Bitch by her tits and pulls her up into a long and very deep kiss, sucking the tongue out of the Nagasha, whilst fondling the breasts in her big clawed hands, making Sarsa try to moan even more. The hands being big enough to fully grasp them, making the scaled soft flesh spill out between the furred fingers. Resulting in Sarsa passing out for a short moment and drenching Karl-Heinz groin in even more liquids.

As the active movements stop, the passive ones continue, gripping the penis with internal muscles and creating a suction or milking motion usually found in overclocked industrial scaled cow machinery. Practically forcing the second shot out of Karl, also forcing him to moan into the lips pressed against his face and earning him even more liquids spilled for his efforts.

Now having been emptied twice by two very overenthusiastic women, but still being trapped in both there embraces, Karl has about the strongest case of post nut clarity he had in his life. ´How did I even end up here ? ...´ was one attempt at a thought process, before he was cut off by a shark monster girl sliding sideways of his face, paired with a labored grunt of Vaskra and a undignified yelp from Tris. Followed shortly after with a deep thump of muscle amazon hitting the compacted dirt and a grunting noise of some sort.

He didn´t turn his face to look and check how Tris landed, his attention just stayed focused facing upwards at the next pair of naked slightly sweat glistering udders coming into view. Vaskra grabbed him by the shoulders and with the full might of a backwards heaving and falling bimbo, he got yanked one third of the way out of the snakes iron coil and out of the snakes still pulsating lower lips.

Karl tried to sit himself up in his awkward position, head out of the coils and therefore lower on the ground than the rest of him. His attempt sadly was denied by the second mighty pull of Vaskra, but this time without her butt compressing Dirt and this time fully freeing him from the snake ish lover. His penis this time managed to get soft and relax.

Vaskra didn´t care about that detail and started to ravage his body with affection and caring kisses and slight licks. Moaning and dripping lustfully away.

He was a bit spent for the moment so he brought himself into a sitting position and managed to start some thoughts again. ´This is not comfortable!´ was one of the more quality notions to enter his head, which lead to the creation of a slightly reclined, armrest included, made of dirt easy chair with him sitting in it and getting a ever shifting mix of lap dance and blowjob from the over eager Vaskra.

“Man I wish I had my pc, chips, porn and cola right now … wait … this is a game soooo just the porn, cola and chips. “ Doing a slow gaze upon his space bimbo filled room he was forced to again correct his statement. “Ok chips and cola would do.” Looking around again and at his idle hands and lack of sufficient distraction for his hands and mind, whilst his groin got on to round three by more than sufficient stimulation from a currently blowjob.

“This is weird.” Was all he could think of has the distractions on his penis shifted back into a lap dance with hands guiding his own to a juicy big rump and a pair of breasts again taking his vision from him. His Sound was blocked from slight shark and snake snores, which are overshadowed by overenthusiastic moaning. His sens of smell gave up when he was still rubbing nose to clit and hadn´t recovered since.

Karl-Heinz was very thoroughly fucked and approached the connotation “trice over” by now. Yet his mind wasn´t in it anymore, the whole sex has gone from a fun time to a mere distraction. The mind melting orgasms his harem was having, seemingly without much difference of his participation or indifference, made him feel hollow and bad in a, to him, new way.

He would try to connect this new feeling of bad to being scammed by online dating scammers out of money, but now it felt more like being scammed out of cum.

The sinking feeling didn´t get much time to set in as Vaskra moaned in ecstasy again, so Karl nudged her gently off of himself. She obliged and tried to go back to sucking him off, but Karl was faster in standing up, using his “clean” magic on himself and all the others, then walked naked out the room and back to where he last left of on expanding the bunker trying to ignore the feelings inside of him by drowning it out with work and humming “diggy diggy hole”.

This departure of the center piece of the orgy didn´t go unnoticed. Well nothing goes unnoticed for long if one is the center of attention, perceived long term happiness and practically irreplaceable. Especially considering that his harem all believed that he wasn´t fully sane, even if they were unable to actually help him with that issue.

Still he was to be the center of there attention and that center needed to be taken care of in all matters of life. So the women walked up to him in his rather expansive downward tunnel and Vaskra making the first step “What are you doing now hubby?” She asked, whilst the group slowly walked behind him, when he abused his crafting skill again to “craft” a slowly ever more fancy looking tunnel turning mining-shaft into the deepts of this planet thru seemingly solid stone in highly changing coloration and composition.

“Eeeeeh just needed a distraction and thought metals would be helpful or living space or underground farms …. hmmm what should I try to make first ? I know how to do some stuff but I sure will try to get what you girls need together, hopefully.” He answered without looking back at them and continuing his slow and steady forward walk. “I shouuuuuuuld get some air ventilation going before oxygen runs out ...”

This brought him to stop and turn around, focusing hard for a few seconds, before sighing and turning around to walk back up out of the tunnel. “Nope I am not gonna eyeball ventilation shafts from the lowest points in the shaft, I got no satellite view and not much of a clue if this´ll even work!” So he started walking back up out of the tunnel again as it again reshaped itself around and mostly above them all with occasional holes materializing into the ceiling.

“While I am at it might as well do some water drainage and pipes too !” and he walked a bit more merrily past the confused group of onlookers who again were speechless of how to handle this kind of character or insanity.

The silence dragged on until Tris couldn´t take the inaction anymore. She walked up to Karl, got onto her hind-legs to tower over him in height, laid both of her arms on his shoulders, spun him around to face her worried and for once not grinning look, she looked deep into his eyes and asked “What is your problem?” In as motherly carrying of a voice as she could muster.

She got a non committal shrug in return and a half hearthed “Life has been a bit chaotic lately, but it feels a bit better than going to my work shift so I don´t mind it do much. But I do think that my gaming friends might start missing me soon when I don´t show up for too long.”

Not having a subtle way to answer these kind of problems and half not believing them in the first place, Tris Hugged Karl against her and again his head went into the mammarian creak. “Shush all will go well, you are doing a fine job here and we can find you new friends or maybe wife's that want to be friends too!” Cooing and gently rubbing his back in the embracing hug.

Sarsa and Vaskra looked at each other and had a silent conversation in axiom, gestures and facial mimicry, declaring his mind lost beyond there capability to currently salvage and with a nod of Tris joining the conversation, Declaring him incapable of self government. At least that is what Sarsa got out of the non verbal debate, the others seemed a bit unsure on the details.

They did manage to agree on Tris taking the first husband watch and left her too it, they all knew plans needed to be made and that they would need more trustworthy wife´s and resources for there ideas of a good future.