Chapter 91: Too Late For Revenge
They had sex all night.
The storm continued raging on until much later.
The young man had gone back to see Pepo and continued working with her.
Junk woke up in the woods that were surrounding the camp.
The meditation and cultivation time was, unfortunately, over. When Junk finally opened his eyes, he was overwhelmed with this strange sensation that he was getting late and the night had already passed before he could finish his present for her.
When he woke up in the dark woods, he was still down in the grass. The Minotaur looked up into the sky. It was still night, but the sun was seen on the horizon, rising in the far distance. It was seconds before it was dawn. Realizing that he had been cultivating and crafting for far longer than he expected it to be the case. It took too long. And when Junk woke up, he had come back to reality with nothing in his hands. There was no bow here. The magical bow that he crafted with the assistance and the incredible help of the pumpkin folk woman known as: 'Pepo'. The Minotaur suddenly felt like he had been wasting his time. Coming back to the woods with nothing in his hands made him feel the worst and as if everything had been horribly useless. The spiritual transmission between him and Pepo was suddenly interrupted.
The storm was responsible for this.
He stood in the middle of the woods and ran back toward the camp. Running as fast as he possibly could. Since he wasn't currently wearing his magical set of armor, Junk was in his human form. He had used his armor so much that long night that he couldn't wear anymore. And without his armor, he couldn't run anywhere as fast as he should have been. The armor, even though it made him much heavier, made him faster because of the magical and spiritual properties that it contained. Armour or no armor, Junk ran out of the woods as fast as he could and made it back to camp in only a few minutes.
When he got there, the bonfire was still burning. It was less strong than it was earlier when the Minotaur left camp to venture into the woods before beginning to meditate, but it was still going. Lying down, right next to the weakening bonfire, April could be seen resting. She was lying down on the side of her body. Almost as if she had been waiting for the Minotaur all this time, except she wasn't… She couldn't have been waiting for him, since her eyes were closed and that she was asleep. She was calmly inhaling and exhaling during her sleep. He was surprised to discover her there, alone, and resting.
September was still not back.
"April!" Junk said her name as soon as he saw her next to the bonfire. He stopped and then began running again. Running toward her. One thing that he noticed upon discovering her, was the fact that she was still completely naked. She had nothing on. No clothing on. The only thing that covered her body during this cold night was a thin blanket. The violet nightgown that the Autumn witch gave to her before going to sleep as they were still setting up camp was nowhere to be seen. Her elvish, big tits were resting on the side, piling up one another because of the angle she was sleeping in. Even though it was not truly the time to focus on that, Junk couldn't stop thinking that her breasts looked extremely gorgeous squished on one another like this. When Junk reached her position next to the bonfire, he squatted down and leaned over to her. He placed one hand on the side of her right shoulder. Finally, making physical contact with her.
"April! Can you hear me?" he shook her a little, attempting to wake her up. It took a few seconds and a few shakes, but the elvish beauty, who he originally feared was in distress, slowly opened her eyes and saw Junk. He was back. She was confused at first, which was absolutely normal since he wasn't there before she fell asleep and that he was suddenly back. She was not certain what to think, truthfully.
"Junk? You are back? Where were you?" April asked him.
"I was away, doing something for you. I came back because I thought that you were in trouble or something like that. Is everything okay?" he wasn't sure anymore. But then, April frowned. She became a little more serious. She began removing a thin blanket that was covering her belly. Junk stepped back from her a bit. Then, when the blanket came off of her, she showed to him that she now had a massively large pregnant belly. Her pregnancy had advanced quite a bit during the night.
"The pregnancy progressed faster than I thought. All of this progress during one night?" he commented.
"It seems so…"
"That's amazing. That should make for a huge soul for September to collect."
"I hope so."
"Speaking of her, she's still not back huh?" he asked.
"She's still not back," April told him as she stood and got dressed next to the weakening bonfire.
Later in the morning after breakfast during which Junk cooked for April, the two of them were ready to pack everything and go search for September.
However, they were soon interrupted on their tracks..
"You two aren't going anywhere!"
Junk quickly spun around.
It was Lord Monsoon.
He was standing there on the edge of camp. Staring right at Junk in his human form without the armor.
"You?" Junk was already mad as hell. He charged in the direction of the Lord swine and prepared himself to attack him with his bare fists. He didn't think he needed anything else to battle him.
"Young and inexperienced animal," Lord Monsoon said to him right before counter attacking him with a slap, right on the side of his face, hitting him, neutralizing him and sending him flying backward. He harshly landed on the ground on the other side of camp. Far away from Lord Monsoon and April.
"Junk!" April was worried about him.
"You are even weaker than I originally thought."