Camara PoV
To say that the little brunch esque meal we had was a bit of an eye opener would be a bit of an understatement; perhaps Mama had told us about the Bullkin futanari being pregnant by her seed, maybe she hadn't but hearing it again and seeing her in person was just...
Like... wow... she was so much larger than Mama was, so much 'harder' looking in terms of muscles and sheer size, and she was also clearly 'harder' than Mama now too considering her cock was straining against those shorts of hers.
And yet at the same time she was almost the embodiment of what I imagined a 'switch' would be like in terms of physical appearance; she treaded that line between the womanly charm and sex appeal that came from her large breasts and shapely rear and the aggressive, powerful appeal of a muscular futanari with strength and power.
They were balanced in a way that I hadn't really seen before, at least openly displayed; she was like Aunt Sari in that way, but unlike Aunt Sari who had a clear leaning to being a dominant futanari lover, Cici was more... balanced really was the right word, since she got along with us all equally.
And by get along I mean flirting and attempting to seduce us all, so... yeah.
On the other hand, Annie was almost an identical copy of her sister, Aunt Renna, but where Aunt Renna was softer and more laid back, Annie was sharper and blunt at the same time; she said whatever she wanted and was straight to the point with everything, despite Cici being the one to openly say she wants to fuck Mama again.
By the time that we - Annie, Cici, Aethisia and I - were outside standing above a pile of materials, that surprise hadn't faded whatsoever, nor had the brazenness of our new guests as they looked us both up and down and appraised us with open gazes.
"Well! We should get some work done before taking advantage of the breaks my sister is so graciously offering us! So firstly, Camara right? I gotta ask... you were self taught, correct?"
Annie turned towards me with a smile, and it was neither arrogant nor degrading as she asked that, simply curious; when I nodded she rubbed her hands together and glanced at Cici before gesturing to the materials in front of us.
A few different tree trunks, some piles of some logs that we were going to be turning into firewood until today, and then some chunks of stone and small containers of various pebbles and shells.
All sorts of things to make a good work of art, but what we needed now was a vision to work with, and I wasn't the one who needed to form that vision this time, which was leaving me with an odd feeling... but not an unwelcome one.
"We can work with that; those statues were pretty good for a self taught carver and painter. Better than some of the craftswomen we've worked with, that's for damn sure. But since my dear baby sister is asking for this, I hope you don't mind taking on the smaller tasks?"
That just made me nod, and although I could feel Aethisia's disproving gaze on my back as she rested on a log a few feet away from us, I ignored her as I curbed my pride and accepted that I was probably in the presence of two superior craftswomen.
I should take this opportunity to learn everything I can from them and to improve my own craft by using them as best I can, and to do that I need to accept that right now, they are probably better than I am by a mile.
"Alright! So, Renna already had an idea for this, one that I think works pretty well for a set piece. Apparently your Mother and her came up with it, and honestly... it's pretty ingenious all things considered.
Temenatra is an accepting Goddess all things considered, and after tasting the wine they want to sell, I can confidently say she isn't about to smite us for making this... so long as we don't mess this up too badly."
She flashed me a smile at that before turning towards Cici, who was lifting those trunks with frightening ease as she stood them up and appraised their size, specifically their girth, which made me pause for a moment before I asked "Are we just... going to use the entire trunk as the base then?"
The two grinned at me, giving me the answer I already felt like I knew, but that made me a little excited as I stared at the immensity of this project we were going to be going forwards with; the trunk was about three, maybe four feet wide and absolutely a dozen feet tall, so this was by far the largest project I was going to do for a long, long time.
"That's the plan kiddo~! You got some good wood here, and if I'm not mistaken its Zephyr Birch, which means it's going to have a very clean white coloration - or lack thereof - to act as the base of our set piece. C'mere!"
Using her head to beckon me over, the Bullkin strained slightly to keep the trunk stationary, flexing her impressive biceps and showing me the ease with which she could handle this very heavy piece of wood.
"Feel it, tell me what you think~!"
Her tone was suggestive and playful, and I could have definitely taken it as an invitation to feel up her arm, but I more fascinated with learning than I was with potentially having sex with them right now, especially since Aethisia was right behind us, watching us very intently.
Knocking my knuckles against the wood, I tilted my head as I felt the roughness of the bark and heard the dull sound that tickled my ears, though as soon as I did that Cici chuckled heartily, the Bullkin tilting her head again and angling her horn as she knocked it against the wood.
"Hear that? It's solid, and I don't mean 'it's a tree trunk, therefore it's solid'; I mean it's strong wood, thick wood. This is going to be hard to carve, but conversely it'll hold up pretty damn good. Strong, durable. Good for a lot of things, but carving..."
Slowly lowering the trunk down, she hoisted up a second one and had me do the same thing, and I listened as closely as I could for a difference, but there wasn't one that I could notice; thankfully she just grinned at me and said "If you could hear the difference I'd be damn surprised! Takes a little to get used to, but here... listen again."