I scoured the apartment to find my other two girlfriends. Alyssa was reading a book in the living room so I picked her up and continued my search.

Yolin was taking a nap in our bedroom.

I woke her up and placed her on my right shoulder, then walked out of the apartment under the confused gazes of the other members of our party.

We went down the stairs and I walked with excited expectation.

Lapia walked next to me with a smile on her face.

“Where are we going?” Yolin asked from her position on my shoulder.

“To get the diamonds cut,” I replied with excitement.

“I see,” the Oni muttered and yawned. “Can you put me down?”

I nodded and gently bent to the side to let her get down.

She got off and straightened, then fixed the bandages holding her chest.

Alyssa was comfortably hugging my neck and had her tail wrapped around my waist. “Someone is excited,” she commented with a giggle.

I enthusiastically nodded.

We made small conversation on our way down the stairs, then fetched our mounts and departed towards the shop me and Yolin had visited.

I told Pyotr to stay and he complied.

The city was fairly calm and I noticed people smiling and waving at me more than usual. That is, nine out of ten people we crossed.

We left our mounts at a nearby rest post and walked into the store.

There, a male Argo Dwarf clerk was sitting behind the reception desk. His eyes met us and a professional smile spread on his face. “Good evening,” he greeted us with a respectful nod. “How may I be of service, dear customers?”

I felt the all hope in the world vanish, but then told myself to not be a sexist pig and be a proper adult. “We, uh...” I stammered and gestured at Yolin, feeling my face heat up. “Came here last week and spoke to a woman named Amelia,” I explained while walking towards the desk. “About toys,” I jumped straight into it.

He squinted at me for a few seconds, then understanding dawned on him. “Ah, yes. The diamond talk, correct?”

I nodded, too embarrassed to voice any agreement.

“Thank you for coming back despite us not having the appropriate services at the time to sate your desires.” He gave us a nod of appreciation. “Shall we go into the design room?” the Dwarf offered with a polite tone.

“Sure,” Alyssa replied, probably noticing my blush.

He smiled again and walked towards a door next to the counter. “This way, if you would,” he asked us to follow and went in.

I covered my face and sighed in defeat.

Yolin patted my shoulder, nodded, and went after the Dwarf.

Alyssa, Lapia, and me followed.

He was waiting for us next to an open door and gestured for us to enter.

A spacious room welcomed us and we sat around a circular table.

The Dwarf sat in front of us and retrieved a notepad, a scale, a measuring tape, and a set of three pencils. He placed them at the center of the table and nodded. “My name is Camilo Sagaz,” he introduced himself with a smile. “Some people say my last name is quite the fit,” he added a little joke and chuckled.

“I bet,” Lapia chuckled.

“Natasha, Yolin, Alyssa, and Lapia,” Yolin introduced us. “Pleasure doing business with you.”

Camilo gave us a big smile. “I'm sure it will,” he joked again and added another little chuckle.

Lapia and me laughed at that while Yolin chuckled and Alyssa giggled.

“So,” he began, placing his elbows on the table and locking his fingers. “How about you show me the diamonds I will be working with? We can see what we can make out of those,” he explained.

I nodded and produced the ones I found, setting them on the table.

Yolin stood up and pulled out the massive rock with a big smile.

The Dwarf eyed the big one and extended a hand. “If I may?”

Yolin lifted the rock and offered it to him.

The person-sized thing floated off of her hands and towards the dwarf, then stopped in front of his face.

He waved a hand and the rocky exterior disappeared into thin air, revealing a cluster of diamonds divided by thin, gray surfaces.

My eyebrows twitched and I appraised him.

[Camilo, Lvl 247 Geomancer]

Makes sense, I concluded and leaned back on the chair.

Yolin sat down and leaned on the table.

The Dwarf hummed and touched the diamonds in front of him. “Old diamond. Good find,” he commented with a satisfied nod.

“How does the age matter?” I inquired in interest.

“The density of diamond is not very... friendly... when it comes to absorbing E'er. The more it absorbs, the less brittle it becomes. Not by any degree that would make an actual difference, though. Maybe two percent less if I'm generous,” he explained with a smile. “Allows for better handling, though. And that's very important for what it'll become.”

I nodded in understanding.

“How old, exactly?” Lapia probed, a different interest in her tone.

“A bit over four, I'd say,” he tentatively replied, inspecting the crystal.

The three women gave mild nods.

I leaned close to the Elf and whispered. “Four what?”

She smiled and replied in a quiet voice, “Billion years.”

My eyes widened and I looked at the mineral. Holy shit!

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Camilo waved a hand and his eyes shone with a brown greenish light.

The diamond split in ten pieces, all bigger than what I wanted.

A big smile split my lips.

The diamonds then slowly lowered and sat on the table.

The man grabbed the notepad and a pencil, then looked at us. “Please tell me the dimensions of the desired products. The more detail, the better.”

I perked up at that. “I could draw it for you,” I offered and retrieved a sketchbook.

The Dwarf smiled and nodded. “Fair enough. How about I give you a few minutes to decide on the details?” He stood up and walked to the door. “Fifteen?”

I nodded, “Sure, thanks!”

He smiled and left the room.

“We could get them to look exactly like your penis,” Alyssa supplied in a serious tone. “I very much like that shape.”

The other two nodded in agreement.

I sagely shook my head. “While I agree on that, how about we have a few be exactly the same, while others have studs on the shaft?”

Lapia winced at that and argued, “It's already thick as it is, adding studs can potentially be painful.”

“The one with studs can be thinner,” Yolin supplied a solution with a pensive expression. “I'm not really a fan of studs, however. That's too much stimulation for my taste.”

The three of us nodded in wise contemplation. Her constitution was already sensitive as it was.

“How are yours?” I asked after thinking for a second.

Lapia produced a glass toy and placed it on the table.

It was a healthy 12 cm long, 3 wide penis-shaped thing. The transparent glass had a metallic core inside.

“Sober, sleek, no-nonsense,” the Elf presented it. “The glass has break-resistance enchantments so the core can vibrate with no chance of it breaking. This fellow has served me well for half a century,” she added with academic observation. “Fingers and an actual penis are in my opinion better, so I don't use it if I have a partner.”

I picked it up and inspected it.

The shape was straight with very little fanfare.

I nodded and left it on the table.

Alyssa produced what would be best described as a wild toy, then placed it on the table. “As you can see, I like it a bit more exotic,” she pointed out, running a scaly finger over the rings along it's twenty centimeter length. “The knot you see in the middle makes for a very fun experience when it comes to different kind of plays. The glass is enchanted with break-resistance and morphing enchantments that mimic the pulsating muscles during ejaculation. Nothing that can quite imitate the real thing, however.”

Lapia hummed in scholarly appreciation. “I see,” she muttered.

I picked it up and marveled at the amount of details. It had rings, a knot, and the head was similar to that of a horse's.

“Looks like a Minotaur's,” Yolin observed.

I turned to her and blurted, “It does?!”

The Oni thought for a second and nodded. “Save for the rings, the length and width are pretty much the same,” she concluded.

I unconsciously looked down at my crotch. And mine's bigger? Holy shit!

“How about yours?” Lapia asked Yolin.

“I don't have one. I prefer the flesh. Nothing beats the presence of another person,” the woman in question pointed out with a shrug.

“True,” Lapia agreed with a serious face.

“Quite right.” Alyssa nodded as well.

“Besides,” the Oni began with a smug grin. “I've never had any difficulty when it comes to inviting a man for a tussle under the sheets.”

Lapia laughed. “I bet!”

Alyssa giggled and blushed a little.

I blinked a few times and tried to rationalize the cognitive disconnect that was talking about men as if they were something to brag about. “Have you been with a Minotaur?” I decided on an easy question.

“I have,” Yolin confessed. “Since I lived in Patuk for a while. Had to take a gander at the local delicacies,” she added with a sexy chuckle.

The three of us laughed with her.

“Only once,” Alyssa admitted with another blush.

“Not me,” Lapia lamented. “I don't have horns.”

“This is so confusing,” I muttered and scratched my forehead, then sighed, “Anyway, back to the toys?”

“I'm okay with one with studs,” Alyssa supplied.

“Same here,” Lapia agreed with a nod.

“Just like the real thing for me, please,” Yolin requested.

I nodded and got to drawing.

The three closed in and looked over my shoulder at the drawing.

“You missed a vein,” Lapia pointed out, gesturing at a spot near the base of the shape. “That one feels super nice when you pull out,” she added.

My face burned and I nodded. “Got it.”

After two minutes I had a 1:1, highly detailed image of my genital on the page in front of me.

What has life come to? I wondered in amusement, then drew a buttplug.

“Oh, adventurous,” Lapia praised me. “I didn't know you like anal.”

I shrugged. “There's not much I don't like.”

“Good to know,” Alyssa giggled and nudged my shoulder.

“Now draw the one with studs,” Lapia told me with an excited voice.

I chuckled and went for it.

We decided the studs were going to be right under the head and in the general area of the G-spot. The four of us had different bodies and since Yolin wasn't interested in studs, I drew three variations for Alyssa, Lapia, and me.

At the request of the Luzo, I drew one with a ring in the middle.

Once we were done, we checked the details and they had to use their memories to look for discrepancies.

I wasn't going to pull it out for them to check. I have standards.

Alyssa and Lapia stored their personal toys right before the Dwarf returned.

He came into the room with a smile and sat down on his chair. “How are things looking?” he asked, taking a peek at the drawings.

I had the urge to hide them, but powered through and pushed them in his direction. “Here are the designs,” I managed to get out in a leveled voice.

“Hmm,” he hummed in approval and picked the sheets of paper. “Splendid designs. The detail is very helpful. Is this the right size?”

“One to one,” Lapia confirmed with a nod.

“Marvelous shape,” the man praised the drawing of my genital with a professional tone. “The size and width look inviting and tempt the eye. Nice cock,” he added with a genuine spark in his eyes.

My face burned in extreme embarrassment.

“If I may ask,” the Dwarf began, following my shape on the paper with his eyes. “What was the inspiration?” he inquired while holding the 'simple' design.

“Hers,” Alyssa replied with a warm smile.

The Dwarf looked at me and nodded. “Beautiful.”

I looked at his face for a few seconds. There was no hint of surprise, shock, nor anything that would indicate it was an unexpected or unnatural thing.

“Thank you,” I muttered while keeping eye contact.

He looked back at the paper and squinted at it for a second. “What say you if we offer this design to other customers?”

“Absolutely not,” I instantly and resolutely answered, leaving no room for argument.

I would not have my semblance go around as a product to sexually please people.

“Very well,” he nodded with an understanding smile. “We'll respect your wishes, dear customer.”

“I'm dead serious,” I insisted.

“We can sign a non-replication agreement if you wish,” he offered with a professional smile.

“Yes, please,” I accepted with a little relief.

Yolin chuckled.

“How long would the cutting take?” Alyssa probed, fixing her position on the chair.

Camilo looked at her and pursed his lips in thought. “The unadorned design would be ready by noon tomorrow,” he replied with certainty. “The studded design will take considerably longer due to the complexity, however.”

Viva magical production! I sang praises in my mind.

“Nice!” Yolin cheered.

We all chuckled and proceeded to the monetary details.