For the third time that day Suzuki collapsed to her knees her heart yet again stolen by fear as her mouth struggled to form words. "Oh! he also decided to gift you this beauty!" Mei got up and skipped over to a hook hanging off the wooden trunk lifting a dress. It shone grey in the sunlight its collar rimmed by a beautiful pelt thick and lush. It was that of a wolfs. Suzukis eyes widened and she threw up remembering the sinew and the blood as the wolf yelped in Kumajis arms torn from its jaw downward amongst the cold rain. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed and what remained of the puke rolled down the sides of her lips. "Whats wrong?!" Mei had rushed over to her side holding her by her waist gently "was it something I said?!" She had dropped the dress which lay ominously in the shadow of the dresser. "I-its nothing... I'm sorry that this happened..." Suzuki looked at the dress guardedly "but I will not be wearing that..." Mei looked at her concerned but did not comment on her decision to her relief "if you insist I guess I do have something else you may like" Mei grinned at her winking "and I know he will as well"
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Suzuki stood in front of a long polished mirror looking yet again at her reflection. But this time what stood before her was alien. A girl, whilst short in stature, stood elegantly even regaly dressed in a see-through long white gown which draped down past her toes and trailed after her. On this gown was embroidered flowery designs excluding various sorts of flaura all in white. The small flying girls were there tying her hair into complex fashionable knots all while adding various embroideries and jewels in between. Her face was slightly blushed as she looked at herself. She, with no self proclamation, was gorgeous. Her nipples stood perk against the soft cloth fully visible as well as her slit which was clean shaven and puffy as a young Virginia girls should be. "You look GORGEOUS!" Mei stood by the side in her own dress, red against her orange tail and hair. Her modest cleavage showed quite perfectly in the deep set collar and her hips were accentuated by the tightly fitting black silk. Her dress was simple but suited her so perfectly. "I feel so..." Suzuki struggled to find a word to describe her feelings of fear anticipation and excitement all bundled into her small but voluptuous body. "Anxious?" Mei's ears flit excitedly as she studied Suzuki's features searching for any signs of that prior illness. She found none. "Yes... yes" Suzuki mumbled "anxious..."
"You seem unsteady?" Mei asked caringly "are you okay?"
Suzuki responded rushedly "Yes! I am well! Its just... well... my first..."
"We all have one of those though dont we~" Mei giggled mischievously elbowing her. As a pixie began furiously beating at Mei telling her how she should not ruin Suzukis dress Suzuki sank in to memory. She remembered her first time as a man, taking Hinata after a long night of fighting and kissing her furiously. p
Pushing her down on a table as she moaned in a way no man could refuse. She remembered tearing her bra open and staring at her pearl white skin. She remembered rubbing her plump soft breasts, sinking his fingers into them as he kissed her rosy pink nipples. She remebered stroking her clitoris and spreading her thighs. She remebered her hot breath against her ear as she whispered, moaned, begged "Put it in". She remebered thrusting deep into her in a single stroke, she remebered her gasping and her back arching that night, lit by the full moon in the gangs meeting room. She remebered the blood of a virgin all along her sturdy cock and the lovemaking that ensued and ended in a great orgasm deep inside her.
And then the beat down and the tears of her best friend. A tear slid along her cheek at the memory. She regretted not being able to hold back her lust in that moment. But that was in another world. In another place. At another time. "Suzuki...?" Mei said uncertainly "are you there?" Suzuki blinked and shook her head wiping the tear off her cheek "I'm sorry, just a memory..."
"A memory? Thats good right?" Mei smiled nervously
"I guess..." a pixie mumbled as it fixed her face up ridding it of the tear streak as Suzuki looked down at her toes.
"Well it soon time for your welcoming feast!" Mei licked her lips "and he sure is treating you very specially~"
Suzuki felt the butterflies in her chest. it would soon be time to run. Her heart beat in her chest rapidly.
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She was lead down a hall where she could hear loud chants and song of a feast. she looked down the side of the window where a large gathering was being held. She gasped at the sight of as many as ten thousand men feasted by fires boisterously. She could see beasts similar to Kumanji in complexion but they seemed thinner and more regal and they behaved more refined. Then there were others whose size reminded her of Kumanji but their complexion was none like, sporting hues of blues and greens and they were wild tearing into entire carcasses of wild meats with their tusks. Her plans of escape shattered. She stood no chance against this... army. She whimpered internally squeezing Meis hand. Mei squeezed her hand back.
"You can do it my lady" she winked at her but Suzuki could feel her shaking to. Her feet felt weak. A pair of large oaken doors were opened leading to the mess hall now roofless under the night sky sparkling with stars under the full moon. A horn blast was heard and the noise slowly died to a hubbub. Fear bloomed in Suzukis heart as she was lead forward. The silence was so deep a pin dropping could be heard through the hall turned balcony. The brightly lit balcony contained thirty women each of a different kind. Some held children each quite similar to Kumanji. It then dawned on Suzuki, these were the other wives. They looked at her with bright smiles but reading deeper some showed envy, others hate but most just empathy. she slowly went forward led by Mei each step softly taken on the polished wooden floor. cheers rose as she took her first step up the small three stairs leading to the dais where Kumanji sat. She refused to look up as she took the final two stairs to his side. Kumanji stood and smiled taking her chin and lifting it up to make her face him. she gulped as she looked into his eyes, gleaming red in the sunlight as he leaned down toward her slowly, gently kissing her. A massive roar erupted from the crowd as he embraced her taking her lips and mashing his against them desperately. She, instinctively, lost the strength in her legs and melted into it kissing him back and accepting his embrace falling into his arms for support. He held her against him his massive body holding her up for what seemed to be an eternity. He slowly pulled back as she gasped clinging to him much to his surprise and obvious delight. He chuckled lifting a golden crown from a maroon velvet cushion brought to him by four floating pixies and placed it on her brow. The crowds cheers heightened as horns blared again and Kumanji raised his fist.
"I now proclaim this elven royalty..." he frowned a moment and leaned down toward her whispering in her ear "what was your name again?" Suzuki paused a moment. She took a moment to think and decided promptly "My name... my name is Sakura" Kumanji smiled and kissed her lightly raising his fist and resumed "I proclaim this elven royalty Sakura my queen and first of the wives to my house!" The silence was crushed by a roar greater to all the prior cheers as he again pressed against her kissing her thoroughly as she collapsed against him. He proceeded to pull back and tried to release her but she won't have it. She couldn't stand on her own. He chuckled as the crowd roared out his and her name and carried her to his seat where she sat atop him.
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Gifts were brought to them each quite beautiful and exotic and they came in hoards. As men came forth bowing and proclaiming loyalty and blessings she sat and watched ever conscious of her exposed body. She leaned back against Kumanji and decided to accept her fate. her new name would carry her new life. just as she was Suzuki in the past and he had never regreted any decisions sge wouldn't either in her new life. Kumanji held her against himself dwarfing her in size as they sat on the royal throne. Then the wives came to present their gifts to her.
"Agatha!" Kjmanji proclaimed with a smile as a gorgeous regal human woman came forward carrying a chest "I see you have prepared well for your sister!" He smiled at her generously as she bowed and smiled back up at him "As always my love" she cooed as she placed the chest down "if I may have a word with my sister I would be happy with yours and her permission on this grand night" Agatha bowed graciously and Kumanji turned to Sakura in question. She nodded her head in approval and Kumanji gave his. Sakura stepped down to Agatha who hugged her fiercely kissing her cheek and crushing her in again in her embrace shocking Sakura who stood slowly accepting it. Kumanji smiled and turned his attention to the other gift bringers. Agatha pulled back from the embrace and held her shoulders patting them fondly and looking her in the eye. "He hasn't had you yet has he?" she looked at Sakura in concern her blue eyes piercing Sakuras own green."No, no I haven't been with him yet" she responded. "Thank heavens I can still help!" she pulled out a vile inside a blue liquid "an anesthetic, use it before he has you, i was unlucky to be... raped... when he wiped out our village" she laughed "I dont really mind to be an Orc-Oni's wife, but that was super painful and I was unready, just a simple herbalist but he saw me and took a liking to me and well... just fucked me there in a grass field" she paused a moment looking at Sakura "I was his first woman and I've managed to help twelve of these girls, now you as well. its mixed with a aphrodisiac so you should enjoy it as well~" she giggled and hugged Sakura again "Thank you... thank you sister" she kissed her on the cheek and felt an automatic bond between them like Suzukis and Gabes. She backed away and headed back to where the rest of the wives were seated. Children swarmed her but clearly none were her own. Sakura smiled. Agatha was clearly loved. Sakura climbed back to her husband's seat and sat on his lap much to his pleasure. The presentation of gifts continued.
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After a while the flow of gifts started to slow down till it finally stopped and the merry making was loud and boisterous. The blare of horns was heard and silence began to ensue. Then a chant began. It started soft, inaudible but it grew as those who sang it grew in number. A steady beat was built up and as Sakura curious tried to understand what was being said Kumanji grinned and picked her up. The chant began to become audible and what she heard sent a shiver of anticipation anxiety and fear down her spine. "Take her! Take her!" cheers were heard amongst the chant and the noise grew. She held the vile in her hand. She had not expected it to be so soon. Her heart beat in her chest as perspiration covered her brow. Kumanji carried her to the edge of the dias for all to see and puffed his chest out. The cheers rose in unspeakable amounts as men pounded their feet and anything to make noise. He put her on her feet and put a hand at the back of her gorgeous gleaming white see-through dress. And he tore it right off of her.
The cheers became howls of delight as all the men saw her in full view, her breasts full exposed to the masses, her virgin pussy in sight for all to see. She blushed as he placed a hand on the small of her back and roughly bent her forward so that her buttock was raised high in the air, her breasts dangling before her. The howls of the crowd rose in a apiphony as he undid his belt and grabbed her ass pulling her closer to him. She yelped as his fingers dug in and her hair changed to a deep rosy red. She took the opportunity to quickly down the vial coughing on the bitter contents as she felt a heat rise inside of her belly preparing itself for the oncoming copulation. Then she felt it. It was enormous, definitely much bigger than her own in her previous life as Suzuki. She blushed crimson as she felt him squeezing her ass cheeks and positioning himself best to penetrate her unused hole, wet and eager for Kumanjis member. The howls increases tenfold as he held a hand up and bellowed "And so begins THE NIGHT OF THE TAKING!"