A meeting was called and Dravin alongside his sister found themselves in the main campus. His father sat in his high chair while the elders including his mother sat around him. There was another addition to this lineup though, an unknown man of tall build sat opposite to them.
Beside them, a few others of the clan had also gathered. Dravin looked to his right to find Alice boring holes into the back of the man's head. He frowned but refrained from making any comments.
"Now that everyone is gathered, would you mind iterating what you just told me, Sir Gerald?" His father asked with a hint of solemness lacing his tone.
Dravin and others turned to give the man their full attention. The man in question sighed and rubbed his white locks of hair.
"Well, first of all I'm Gerald Newman. I come from the Newman family."
The Newman Family that ruled the entire Blue Giant Plains, of which Rainbow Mountains was but one the twelve regions. Compared to the giant that was the Newman Family, their Snowfire Tribe was practically an ant. He couldn't help but wonder what had brought this man all the way here.
"My purpose of arrival is twofold." The man continued. "First and foremost, it's to invite all of your young and capable warriors, those beneath the age of 100 to participate in a tournament that will be coming in five decades. Winners and those deemed worthy will be personally trained by the Newman family and recieve our favor."
A spark of interest surged among those present. The illusive and enigmatic Newman Family had sent them an invitation to a tournament. A pleasant surprise indeed. Yet some paranoid individuals couldn't help suspect a foul play.
"As for the second reason." Gerald added. "It's to warn you of the coming tide of monsters headed your way. I have a visited a number of tribes till now and they have all come to a unified consensus of moving their tribes closer to the Rainbow City."
Dravin raised a brow at that. He had been dreading for something like that to occur and was disappointed when it came to fruition. Shaking his head he focused on his father, waiting just like many others of the decision he would carry out.
"The situation is dire, if this gentleman is to be believed." Karth spoke. "I believe a relocation would suit us and keep us safe in these perilous times. And we can always come back once the danger has passed."
After saying so he looked around at his clansmen and found only mild chatter erupt among them.
"Seeing as no one is opposed to the idea we will proceed with this plan going forward." He then looked at Gerald. "And I again thank you on behalf of myself and my clan. Please make yourself at home."
"I would certainly like to take a bath." Gerald laughed mildly.
"I can see to that." A youthful voice sounded from the white haired lady standing on the side. Alice raised her hand and shrugged at the giant man. "If you wouldn't mind."
Gerald shook his head. "I certainly wouldn't."
Dravin watched the two of them depart and found a hot tickling sensation in his ears. He looked to his right and found Loraine almost pressed herself into him. "What?" He questioned.
"Do you think she's going to fuck him?" She asked while giggling.
"Why do you care? Do you want to get stuffed too?" He raised a brow and asked.
"Nah." She shook her head. "It's just that Alice is such a slut. Spreading her legs for anyone willing."
Dravin started open mouth at the hypocrite before him. "Like you're the one to talk." He then pointed at her crotch, still wet from her gushing sex. "You're still dripping."
Loraine looked down and snorted. She then cupped her hand around her sex and pull on the thin material surrounding it, giving him an eyeful of her camel toe. He could even make out her stiff nub and couldn't help but flick at her.
"Ahh~" She let out a surprised moan. And suddenly all the attention shifted to them. His father gave them an admonishing stare and Dravin let out a sheepish smile.
"Let's get out of here." Without waiting for her reply he took his sister's hand and led her outside.
"Hey, do you want to have sex?" Loraine suddenly blurted out of nowhere, causing him to stop.
"What brought that on?"
She shrugged.
"I thought you weren't interested in me. I mean you always seemed to go for older men, so what changed?"
"You did." She pointed. "You're older now."
Dravin grinned at her. "I heard mom say your cunt is pretty tight. That you also stay clear of men with big dicks. Is that true?"
"Huh." She scoffed. "Like she would know. I don't do anything of that sort."
"That's good." He nodded. "Because I have the biggest cock in the entire tribe."
"You're lying." She stared at him with eyes wide open. When she his grin widen she felt a nervous smile creep on her face. "Maybe this is not such a good idea. We can try another time."
Dravin shook his head. "Say did you eat mom out?"
"Yeah..." She drawed out the word.
"Did you fist her? Or she you?"
"I did." She nodded. "She wanted to reciprocate, but I felt apprehensive."
"Well, today you're about to get your first fisting." He leveled a hard stare at her. "And don't you can get away with this."
Dravin dragged her to the back of a house and kissed her hard. Their tongues entangled in messy dance, saliva exchanged and droll dripping from their joining. He pawed her meaty ass and kneaded it like dough.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, that you won't be able to walk for a day." He promised with an evil smile. "Now get down on your knees slut."
Loraine knew she wasn't getting out of this, so she dutiful undid the straps of his pants. A thick fat appendage sprang out and slapped her on the cheek. Yet nothing registered to her senses but the impossible girth and monster length.
'Well, I will be fucked,' she thought, 'literally.'