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07 - Little Fight, Big Fight

Iphigenia, Elzbieta, and Ulric continued their trek through the forest after their stay at the hot spring. Elzbieta looked up at the planet's ring. 'Where are we going?'

Iphigenia looked at Ulric. 'Where shall we go indeed? I have no idea where we'll find that demon lord.'

Elzbieta halted. 'What!? You have no plan of attack? How do you even think you can accomplish this quest!'

Iphigenia glanced and grinned slightly at Ulric. 'I guess we didn't think much of it when we left the City.'

Elzbieta looked away. 'I think I know what was on your minds.' she muttered and coughed. 'We can't just go around aimlessly. We need to gather information first. But no one seems to know anything about him or where to find him.'

Ulric sat down. 'When you want to get to the boss, start with the minions. It's also the order in which things happen in the games. I suggest we go ask some goblins since we've been seeing enough of them around here.'

'Ah, yes. We can start with that.' Iphigenia said. 'There's goblin country not far from here and we could try their chief.'

Elzbieta stared at the two. 'You want to go in there and ask!? Into an area infested with those nasty creatures!?'

Ulric shrugged. 'It's simple enough, really.' he said and Iphigenia told Elzbieta.

Elzbieta sighed. 'Fine. We'll go there.' she said and marched on.

***

After a while Elzbieta noticed Ulric glancing at her and frowned at him. 'What?'

'It's just that he's impressed how your disability doesn't show. In his world it takes pretty sophisticated prosthetics to hide it.' Iphigenia said for him.

She huffed. 'The one who made these is very good. I don't want people paying attention to me and pity me so few people know about it.'

Ulric nodded and thought of his current situation. 'I can imagine.' he said. Iphigenia chuckled at another remark and grinned at Elzbieta. 'He said he can imagine but doubted it would be pity when someone saw you like we did at the hot spring.'

Elzbieta's face turned red and she huffed again as she looked away. 'He's a big pervert and if he dares to look at me again like that I will finish what I wanted to do the first time!'

Iphigenia chuckled at Ulric's soft yelp.

Elzbieta suddenly stopped. 'Oh no.'

The three watched a grey rodent with large fluffy tail and black patches all over wiggle its nose at them.

'Squirrel?' asked Ulric.

'Worse.' said Iphigenia and slowly drew the sword from her cane. 'Tree rat. They travel in packs and are easily provoked in attacking. And they eat meat as well.'

'Ah. I think I get it.'

The rodent squealed loud.

'They're attacking!' said Elzbieta and drew her sword quickly.

The pack jumped out of trees and rushed at them.

'Take out the biggest one!' said Iphigenia. 'They'll flee when the alpha's killed!'

Ulric shifted his fur and straightened his spines. 'All right!'

The pack jumped quickly up at their legs, bodies, and faces. Ulric had never seen rodents this fast and it took effort to knock them off of him as they tried to bite and scratch him. 'These things are crazy!'

Elzbieta knocked a rodent from her left hand as it bit hard in her glove. 'Get the one with the black head! That must be the alpha!'

Ulric spotted it as it rushed at Iphigenia. 'I see it! he said and lunged at it. It veered off towards Elzbieta and he twisted to catch it, and received a hit from Elzbieta. 'Ouch!'

'Sorry!' she said and slashed her sword at the alpha again. It slipped away and scurried up her back. She turned as she tried to grab it when Ulric tried the same and knocked into her. 'Ouch!'

'Sorry!' said Ulric and snatched at the furred menace while it jumped over their heads and amongst the others. He jumped after it and bumped hard into Iphigenia. 'Ouch!'

The tree rat jumped up on him and Elzbieta knocked him over trying to grab it. 'Dammit!'

Iphigenia stabbed as it turned again but other tree rats jumped at her and she stumbled into Elzbieta deflecting them. Ulric jumped over them at the alpha. 'I got it!' he said but stomped on Elzbieta's sword when she stabbed at it. The alpha sat up and stared at him with its beady eyes. 'I'm truly starting to hate it.' he growled and glared at it. 'I think it's mocking us.' He turned to Iphigenia. 'Don't move and tell Elzbieta too.'

He snarled at the alpha, rushed at it again and chased it as it tried to evade capture by slipping around and in between the girl's legs while they were fending off the rest of the pack.

Ulric panted as he sat on the ground after the pack had retreated towards the trees. 'Damn that slippery bastard!'

Iphigenia sat down next to him. 'I wish they'd been goblins. Much easier to fight.'

The alpha sat up and watched them until the pack disappeared into the canopy, then hurried up a tree.

'I swear it just grinned at me.'

Elzbieta leaned on her sword. 'That was a great start to the quest, defeated by a pack of rodents. What's next, a swarm of angry butterflies?'

Ulric groaned. 'Let's get into goblin territory soon. At least they're normal opponents.'

Iphigenia nodded. 'And let's not ever mention this to anyone.'

***

The three knew they'd reached their goal when a group of goblins stood ready for them the next day. Ulric gazed at one a head and a half taller than the rest with a physique to match. 'That's a big one.'

'I've rarely seen one that large.' said Iphigenia. 'This could get more troublesome than usual.'

'Seems they're confident in winning the fight.' said Elzbieta. 'They're not attacking but waiting for us to make the first move.'

Iphigenia hummed. 'Shall we attack or do you think there's a way to avoid it?'

Ulric stood up straight and stretched his back. 'Maybe I can get them to agree to a one on one with the big guy. There's some frustration I need to vent anyway.'

'You sure you can take him?'

He grinned. 'Pretty sure this powerful body is capable of more than I've tried so far.' he said and stepped towards the group.

Elzbieta looked at Iphigenia. 'What's he doing?'

'He'll try to challenge that big one to a fight instead of all of us fighting.'

Elzbieta stared at his back. 'That's nuts! Goblins don't do that!'

He walked up to a little distance from the group, patted his chest and pointed at the big goblin, and mimicked boxing. The goblins grunted amongst themselves and after a short heated argument the group split and the big one stepped forward. He dropped his sword and Ulric grinned. He never wanted to fight in his world, but here he minded less while it was for a good cause. Inhabiting a really strong body helped boost his confidence of course.

The goblin group formed a half circle and Iphigenia and Elzbieta moved closer to the other side while the goblin grunted and put up his fists. Ulric flexed his arms. 'Come at me, big boy.'

The goblin didn't move from his spot and Ulric groaned. 'You're supposed to attack me just like in the movies.' he said. 'But then again you wouldn't know since there are no movies here, aren't there?' He stepped forward and made a feint to test the goblin.

The goblin reacted quick and used the feint to jab at Ulric, who pulled back in time. He didn't waste time and continued to jab an array of punches while the goblins cheered.

Ulric caught them on his arms or deflected them and moved around in waiting for an opening. He ducked at a jab from the goblin and it left its side open. He landed a hit and the goblin pulled back. Expecting the goblin to be seriously hurt he stood straight but the goblin hit him across his jaw.

He rubbed the painful spot and frowned at the goblin who returned a defiant look. 'I guess you're tougher than I thought.' he growled and stepped in to jab at the goblin again.

The group jeered and grunted at the fight and even Elzbieta couldn't hide her excitement completely when Iphigenia cheered Ulric on. She detested brawls but watching the bloodwolf move around and fight in an unnatural way was something else to her and she wondered what else Ulric could do with that body. The goblin smacked him another one but when he returned a blow to the goblin's jaw she cried out 'Yes!'. For a moment she felt embarrassed but the rest didn't notice and a blow to the goblin's stomach made her cheer again.

Ulric had to admit the goblin had landed good blows on him but they were getting weaker while he didn't feel really tired yet. Another jab at his jaw was too slow and he responded with an uppercut at full strength. This time the goblin went down and he pounced on his chest to land a finishing blow.

The goblin squeezed his eyes in anticipation and Ulric hesitated for a moment. He doubted he needed to hit him again when he heard the goblin group gasp and cry in the imminent defeat, and pulled back just as a female goblin cried out and went for him with a club.

He jumped back and prepared to fight her when she knelt next to the big one and stroked his forehead. She grunted softly and the big one smiled gently at her.

Iphigenia and Elzbieta came up to Ulric and Iphigenia stroked his back. 'I guess she wanted to defend her man.'

Ulric relaxed a little. 'Pretty brave of her, to stand against me when she's much weaker.'

She glared at him. 'Fight over. You win.'

Elzbieta's eyes went wide. 'You speak our language?'

'Some of us do. We not all dumb as you think.'

'It's new to me too.' said Iphigenia. 'All I've experienced are grunts from groups attacking me.'

The goblin frowned. 'They goblins looking for trouble. We want no trouble. We want to be left alone.'

'We're not here to cause trouble either. We came hoping to get some information from your chief.'

She glared. 'By fighting?'

Ulric put his paw on Iphigenia. 'Tell her it's our fault for assuming we needed to fight now but our intention is to talk.'

The goblin grunted with the big one and what seemed to be the leader of the group after Iphigenia told her, and she nodded. 'We take you to father. He chief.'

Ulric smiled a little and said more to Iphigenia, who told the goblin and who grunted at her man. He chuckled, sat up, and grunted in return. The female goblin shook her head. 'He think it interesting fight too and want to try again one day.'

Ulric stepped forward to the big goblin and held out his paw. The big one took it and he pulled him up on his feet. 'I'm Ulric.'

After learning the daughter of chief Hrung was named Gugun and the big one Grum, everyone followed her towards the goblin settlement.

Ulric nodded when they came upon several caves in a low hill. 'This conforms to the standard again.'

Inside they were led to a large chamber while curious goblins peeked at the visitors and gathered slowly while Gugun explained the situation to her father. He stood up from his large wooden chair and approached the three. 'I hear you want to talk. First time human or elf want to. First time see bloodwolf talk. Is interesting, so why talk to goblin chief?'

Iphigenia glanced at Ulric and Elzbieta. 'Well, we'd first have to know what you think of the demon lord.'

Hrung frowned. 'We do as ordered because we not as strong as others but we more happy not needed by demon lord.'

She nodded. 'We're looking to find out where he is. Maybe we can help you to be left alone.'

Hrung rubbed his sides. 'We talk.'

'You ask orcs.' Hrung said when everyone sat in a circle in a corner of the chamber and Iphigenia had explained they were on their way to the demon lord to find out how to stop the constant fighting. Ulric thought it best not to tell the real reason and it would benefit the goblins anyway. Iphigenia and Gugun translated to both sides and the chief had wine brought to fill the pauses in the conversation.

Ulric licked his lips. The wine had either more flavour than what he was used to, or his new taste buds were of higher quality. 'They know where we'll need to go?'

Hrung nodded his head sideways once. 'Not know sure but they get orders first. They know who to talk to when they not know palace.'

'Can we talk to them like we do with you?'

Hrung waved his hand. 'They war like. Won't talk unless defeated.'

Ulric frowned. 'If only we could. I still don't like to use violence. Can we at least avoid fighting other goblins?'

Hrung pat his side. 'If goblins not attack, they not want to fight. You say,' he uttered a grunt 'they know you not want to fight.'.

Iphigenia tried to pronounce the grunt and the goblins gathered in the chamber laughed. Gugun grinned at her when she looked puzzled. 'You said word for little goblin finger.' and wiggled one finger at her crotch. Iphigenia laughed out loud and with Gugun's help she got it right after a few tries to the amusement of the goblins. Elzbieta tried and the crowd was impressed at her correct pronouncement the first time. 'What?' she said. 'I happen to have a good ear for sounds.'

Everyone stared at Ulric. He waved his paw. 'I'm sure with my current voice I'll only end up insulting everyone's mother in law and the neighbour's dog.'

Hrung laughed. 'I hope you never need use it then.'

The group talked a bit more about the goblin life as the lowest rank of the demons and the oppression they felt from all races. Iphigenia, Elzbieta, and Ulric gained new insights and told Hrung they were looking differently at goblins in general now. Ulric needed no translation to say goodbye to Grum with a firm handshake and bumping fists, and the women rolled their eyes at the display of manliness.

'So, what are orcs like here?' asked Ulric when they were on their way.

Iphigenia glanced at him. 'I know of two orc races, one with darker skin than a goblin and one that has pig faces. I've only met one of the first kind so far and he was a slave from a wealthy merchant.'

'There's slavery here?'

She nodded.

Ulric sniffed. 'We abolished that mostly in our world.'

'It's either because they have debts to pay off, received punishment, or they're prisoners of war.'

He frowned and hummed. 'So much like our dark ages.'

'Any idea on how to get to the orc chief once we're there?' asked Elzbieta. 'Without fighting our way through.'

Ulric looked at Iphigenia. 'Seems you can move silently and Elzbieta's armour doesn't make a sound, so I thought we'd just sneak into their territory and observe them first. Maybe we'll find a clue on how to proceed.'

Iphigenia told Elzbieta. 'This armour is silent, yes, so we could pass undetected if we're careful.'

Ulric nodded. 'Then we'll start from there.'

08 - Unintended Threesome

The three had travelled for a while through rocky hills when they came across a group of goblins. 'Would these be friendlies?' Iphigenia said and the group cried out and stormed towards them. 'I guess not.'

She and Elzbieta drew her swords and Ulric shifted his fur. Elzbieta glanced at Ulric and tightened her jaw. 'Dammit!'

Ulric looked at her. 'What?'

She looked at Iphigenia. 'Pardon me while I need to share your bond, before we repeat the mess with the tree rats because I can't understand him.' she said, lifted her helmet, and put her forehead against Ulric. She had completed the chant before Iphigenia or Ulric could stop her, and they had no time to say anything about it when the goblins were on top of them.

Ulric had to admit she was right though and being able to talk made teamwork easier during the fight when they could stab, slash, or hit each other's enemy while warning them. With Iphigenia and Elzbieta covering their backs and Ulric rushing through the goblins with his spine fists they soon took down the last of the group.

Elzbieta took off her helmet and wiped her brow. 'I had my doubts about that thin sword of yours but I see now it's very impressive.'

Iphigenia grinned as she wiped the blade. 'It's so light it's as if I handle a twig. I can use it single-handedly or double because I had some lessons in double handed swords as well. And even if it seems short it's like it can still stab and cut like a longer one.' She smiled at the clean blade. 'I hope we find more of Volundrus's weapons and see what they're capable of.'

Elzbieta raised an eyebrow. 'I thought those were a myth?'

Iphigenia shook her head and examined the blade's edges, finding no chip at all. 'This one proves they're not.'

Elzbieta nodded. 'I'd like to have a broadsword made by him then.'

Ulric wiped his fur. 'I had my doubts about getting our hands on special weapons in the first place but now I'm not so sure we wouldn't see more of them.'

They searched the bodies for useful items and left to get as far away before making camp for the night. Elzbieta checked her tallies to make sure they were all in order and froze when she saw the familiar bond note. 'What!? What nonsense is this!?'

Ulric stopped, looked back at her, and quickly checked his tallies when he suspected what she saw. 'Ah, right, that's what I wanted to warn you about. It seems things aren't working normally with me and I'm made the master of the bond. It happened to Iphigenia when she initiated it.'

She glared at him. 'Break it.'

He shrugged. 'I can't. It's too strong and part of the reason why I need the power from the demon lord.'

She leaned closer. 'Break it.'

Iphigenia put her hand on Elzbieta's shoulder. 'He really can't. Even the wizard's couldn't.'

Elzbieta groaned. 'Not just a slave in a bond, but I had to become a slave to a pervert.' she said and walked on. 'If that orc chief doesn't know where that demon lord is I'm so going to cut him to pieces.'

Iphigenia nudged Ulric. 'You gained pangolin now. What would that do?'

'I'm not sure. A pangolin is an animal in my world that has tough scales all over its body and can curl up in defen-' he said, then concentrated on an image of the animal.

'Wolfie!' Iphigenia said as she saw his fur shifting to red and black scales. She touched them and knocked on them. 'These are really hard.'

He grinned and squeezed his arm. 'This seems real good body armour. Try cutting it with your sword in a corner.' Even her blade had trouble cutting and piercing it. He imagined spines on his arms and back and scales on the rest and grinned even wider when it worked. 'I think I am running in cheat mode.'

Iphigenia looked puzzled. 'Cheat what?'

He chuckled. 'It's like I have unfairly great abilities and cheat to win at everything.'

She grinned at him. 'Well, I could disapprove, but then I benefit from your healing as well. In both ways.'

He shifted back to his fur, pulled her close, and kissed her. 'I surely gained the most from that one.'

She giggled and poked his nose. 'Come, we'd better catch up with Elzbieta before her mood gets worse. And before I can't hold back on receiving some sexual healing.'

He growled playfully at her and chased her towards Elzbieta.

***

The three stopped for the night with time to spare before it became dark in a landscape with many clumps of trees scattered around the flat grassland. After unloading their gear Iphigenia stared at several deer next to a nearby one. 'Shall we go hunt, Wolfie?'

He followed her gaze and licked his lips. 'Sure. Then we won't have to in the morning.'

Iphigenia grabbed her bow. 'Elzbieta, we'll be back shortly.'

Elzbieta looked back at the trees behind her. 'I'll prepare the fire then.'

Iphigenia and Ulric moved quick and low in a wide arch towards the other side of the trees from the deer to stay out of their view, split up on either side and sneaked closer. Iphigenia slowly aimed her bow at a big stag and fired. The arrow hit him in the chest but it bolted away with the rest. Right into Ulric's jaws. He snapped the stag's neck to hasten its death.

'Nice one.' said Iphigenia when she caught up.

He nodded and pulled out her arrow. 'Good shot. It wouldn't have gotten far.'

They carved up the carcass and divided the meat in a couple of sacks. Ulric spotted large orange berries in a bush and took a closer look. 'Are these edible?'

Iphigenia looked at them. 'Oh, yes, they are. They're called puffberries and have a sweet-sour taste. You eat them by cutting the stem and then bite down.'

He cut one stem with his claw and put the berry in his mouth. The moment he bit down his mouth was hit with a sweet-sour juice explosion. Iphigenia laughed as he coughed and wiped juice from his muzzle. He looked at her. 'Oh, you like that, eh?' he said, cut another berry loose, and chased her for a short distance before tackling her onto the ground and grinning at her while she laughed and covered her mouth. 'Have one yourself.' She grabbed his wrist and wrestled while he tried to put it in her mouth. The puffberry exploded at the touch of her lips and Iphigenia laughed more while her face was covered.

She licked her lips and smiled mischievously at him. 'My whole face is covered now, what are you going to do about it?'

He hummed. 'Well, since I look like a canine anyway.' he said and lapped her whole face with his long tongue.

She laughed again and tried to push him off until he stopped and smirked at her. 'Satisfied?'

She chuckled and grabbed the fur of his cheeks. 'Not even close.' she said and pulled his face down to kiss him.

Their tongues wrapped in a sweet-sour greeting and they enjoyed every bit of the fresh taste. Her fingers ran through his fur with some urgency, and he slipped one paw underneath her tunic and cupped her breast while teasing her nipple with his thumb. She moaned softly and rubbed her thigh between his legs. 'I want you, Wolfie.'

He pulled back and smiled. 'You'll get me then.' he said and pulled up her tunic and helped her out of her breeches, then smiled once more at the naked woman lying in the grass before him. 'You're beautiful.'

She blushed and smiled, and reached out for him. 'And you're my handsome Wolfie.'

He leaned down and kissed her again while attending to her other breast and nipple, and she ran one hand through his fur while stroking his growing erection slowly.

Elzbieta had finished setting the fire and tending to her armour and sword when she looked towards the trees where the deer had been. She'd seen them flee towards another clump of trees but nothing had moved since then. She looked up at the slowly darkening horizon and drummed her fingers on her chest piece next to her. 'They better not be in trouble.' she said to herself, contemplated checking up on them, and stood up to have a look to relieve her worry.'

As she approached the trees the skin of her breasts itched softly and she rubbed her chest. The itch didn't go away but it grew stronger and she noticed it wasn't just an itch. It was if someone stroked her. She gasped briefly and her nipples grew hard at the sudden sense of gentle pinching. She looked around but it was not as if someone was near.

Ulric licked Iphigenia's breasts and nipples and she hummed in pleasure at his gentle bites in her sensitive skin. She grabbed and released his thick neck fur while her fingers ran through it and pushed up her chest at his muzzle. 'If only you had two tongues.' she half giggled and moaned.

He grinned. 'If only I had more of certain body parts I'd do a lot more than lick you all over.' he said and slid one paw down along her side and cupped her butt cheek.

She tensed it once and hummed more in pleasure while he stroked her at the edge of her thigh and sent pleasant shivers up her behind.

Elzbieta gasped again when something held her behind and spun around to see what did it. There was nothing behind her but the sensations on her body kept going. Cold shivers ran up her spine at the thought she might be attacked by some ghost and she hurried towards the trees to find Iphigenia and Ulric. The sensations became stronger and her body reacted like she never experienced before. Her heart beat stronger, the shivering turned warm, and the touch became more pleasant. She slowed down and felt like sitting down until she rounded the trees far enough to see Iphigenia and Ulric together in the grass at a little distance.

She ducked behind a bush and stared at the bloodwolf licking Iphigenia and stroking her behind in the same way she sensed his touch on her own body. Her heart raced at the image of him doing this to her and she breathed harder at the sudden tingling inside her chest and abdomen.

'No, no no. I can't give in into that pervert.' she groaned but the grip on her mound made her gasp and weakened her legs.

Iphigenia bit her lip and moaned when Ulric grabbed her mound and massaged it. She pushed it up against his paw and moaned softly while heat filled her abdomen and his fingers slipped between her folds. 'I love your touch.' she breathed.

He sucked once on her nipple and smiled. 'I also love to touch you.' he said and guided his tongue down to her navel, dipped his tip into it after rounding it and made her shiver, and moved further down.

Elzbieta moaned as she watched Ulric's muzzle sink between Iphigenia's thighs and sensed his tongue licking her own swollen and hot mound. She couldn't touch or cover herself there as if his head was actually between her own legs and licking her. She couldn't even close her legs and her hips swayed back and forth as more pleasure filled her body at his ghostly attention. 'Ah!' she cried when something entered her and touched her swollen clit, and she shook all over at the rush spreading out from deep inside her. 'Nooo..' she moaned and gripped the branches in front of her but her body already wanted more.

'Aaahhh.. Yesss..' moaned Iphigenia when heat filled her abdomen from within and tingles spread out as he licked her hard clit. She gripped the grass between her fingers while spreading her legs wide for the beast between her legs. His tongue found every part of her hot and wet flesh and lapped her with firm pleasure. Her lower body tensed at his gentle bite in her mound and trembled at the nibble on her clit. 'Oh Wolfie! she moaned. 'Eat me however you like!'

He growled and she squirmed in pleasure as he used his fangs on her again, biting her clit, her mound, and into her folds.

Elzbieta groaned and fell forward onto the ground, her behind sticking up high and her body desiring more of the new pinching sensation. 'Don't.. Please.. Stop..' She took a deep breath when it stopped, then gasped when something more entered her and began massaging her insides in slow circles. The wet stroking of her clit continued and she groaned harder while her hips pressed her mound at the nothing that brought her this new experience of physical pleasure. Hot tingles rushed through her and her body tensed instinctively in anticipation of what was to come.

Iphigenia pressed her mound against Ulric's muzzle and squeezed his fingers while she sensed her climax crawling closer. 'Wolfie!' she moaned. 'Wolfie!' He growled louder and pressed his fingers deeper to massage her womb and sucked hard on her clit.

The increased pressure inside Iphigenia sent her mind into darkness as the hot flash exploded in her body.

Elzbieta cried out into the grass when her mind filled with bright stars and her body trembled at the sudden release of tension.

Iphigenia smiled at Ulric and reached out for him. 'Take me, Wolfie.' she breathed. 'I want you deep inside.'

He smiled and licked her juices once more, then moved up. 'I'll fill you up with everything I have, Iphi.' he whispered and let her guide him towards the right spot. He sighed in pleasure while she moaned softly as her hot flesh tightly enveloped him to the hilt. He ground against her mound with his lower abdomen and against her womb with the tip of his dick.

'Ohhh Wolfie. That feels so good.'

He growled softly in her neck while sparks rushed from his tip to his balls. 'I can't get enough of touching you this deep.'

She gripped his neck. 'I'm all yours for you when you want to.'

He growled more and slid his dick slow but firm back and forth against her depths.

Elzbieta inhaled sharply and almost couldn't breath when something hot and thick filled her up and stretched her insides. She'd barely taken a breath when it was forced out again by pumping motions inside her. She moaned and her hips pressed upwards to receive more of the sensation. 'Oh shit.. Why does it have to feel so good..' she groaned loud when a hard thrust hit her womb and resonated through her body.

Iphigenia moaned hard at each deliberate thrust of Ulric's dick inside her. He growled more as the urge to come deep inside her spurred him on. 'I'll fill your body so much with my seed you'll have to bear puppies one day.'

She grabbed his neck and gazed into his eyes. 'Give it to me then.' she breathed. 'I'll carry your mighty offspring.'

He kissed her deep and their tongues entwined while her body hungered for him and her desire flared up the hot itch inside his dick.

Elzbieta groaned and the image of her pregnant self triggered a hot flash inside her. She buckled her hips at the pounding sensation in her abdomen and against her mound and spread her legs further to receive more of what was taking her. 'Oh shiiit.. I'll get pregnant.. How can it be from him..?' she moaned but the thought only excited her more. She buried her face in the grass and gripped it tight between her fingers as she moaned in pleasure and shame.

Ulric growled louder and his thrust became erratic when the pressure inside his dick and balls reached it limit. Iphigenia felt him tense inside her and squeezed him hard to satisfy her body's desire for her seed. 'Yes!' she moaned. 'Come inside me!'

'I'll fill you up again!' he growled between clenched teeth as the sparks shooting through his tip and balls became unbearable, and growled deep and long when the hot stream shot through them and flooded her depths.

The heat spreading inside her pushed Iphigenia into another climax and her body trembled at receiving his gift.

Elzbieta cried out at the flash of heat filling her and sending her mind into another star filled climax. She panted hard and her insides throbbed and tightened to squeeze out more of whatever was injected into her depths, and couldn't believe that that pervert somehow had made her feel as good as she'd never felt before. It was something she wanted to experience with a man of her own choice but the way she was now, her ugly self would never have the family she dreamed of before. She pushed herself up in a sitting position and groaned at the sensitivity of her body, and sighed at the thought of resigning herself to accept him as a lover. A chuckle escaped her at the memory of him saying she looked good and her missing limbs didn't matter. She groaned and grabbed her hair. “Why are you confusing me so!?” she thought.

Ulric pulled back from another long passionate kiss. 'I think we'd better return. Elzbieta must be waiting and getting impatient by now.'

Iphigenia chuckled. 'Yeah. But we better freshen up first.'

When they arrived at their camp Iphigenia stared at Elzbieta's red face. 'What have you been up to?'

Elzbieta threw another piece of wood on the fire and kept her eyes on it. 'Just some exercise. Was the hunt satisfactory?'

Iphigenia smiled and glanced at Ulric who looked away. 'It sure was. Plenty of meat.'

Ulric smelled a familiar but different scent coming from Elzbieta and turned away before the stir it caused in his loins created more trouble for him.

09 - Rescue

The long, grassy, downward slope behind the next forest revealed the low mountains marking the border to orc territory two days later. Iphigenia watched the plains before them with the occasional tree along a wide, shallow river, and a herd of woolly cows grazing at a distance. She looked at Ulric and pointed at the pine forest at the foot of the range. 'That's where we're heading for. The orcs live on the other side of those mountains.'

He peered at the ridge for a moment. 'We have to cross them or is there another way?'

'We'll have to go over as far as I know.'

He hummed at the thought of nothing but bare rock around them. 'I hope you packed warm socks. It doesn't look like it'll be a cosy walk.'

She chuckled. 'I think I know something better to keep me warm.' she said and stroked his neck.

He smiled but Elzbieta cleared her throat. 'Can you please keep things decent while I'm around?'

One corner of Iphigenia's mouth went up. 'Hmm? A little jealous maybe? I've noticed you've been looking at Wolfie often lately.'

Elzbieta huffed and looked away. 'No way I'd be jealous about this mutt! I just don't want weird things happening again!'

Iphigenia stroked Ulric's muzzle. 'Oh, but they're wonderful weird things. You should try it.'

Elzbieta's face turned red. 'Why would I want to do that with him!?'

Iphigenia grinned. 'Did I say anything about doing it with Wolfie?'

Elzbieta's mouth opened but she was speechless.

Ulric sat up straight and held up his paws. 'Girls, girls, no bickering.' he said and looked at Elzbieta. 'There's not going to be weird things happening. We're facing serious business soon over there.'

Elzbieta took a deep breath. 'Indeed. So let's go before the day is over and we're still out in the open.' she said and marched off.

He looked at Iphigenia. 'Don't tease her so much. She's a serious girl.'

Iphigenia chuckled and kissed him. 'She's been so tense lately, I just want her to loosen up a little.'

He nodded. 'Just give her time to get used to the situation. Even I feel less strange about being here sometimes.'

She smiled gently and stroked his neck again. 'All right, I'll behave.'

***

After a brief pause at the river to freshen up with a quick bath in the cool water, they reached the edge of the forest well before dark. Ulric peered into the light shade farther in between the trees. 'Camp here or continue until dark?'

Iphigenia looked at Elzbieta. 'I think it's better to go in. We didn't see anyone in the plains but it would be best not to have a fire out here attracting unwanted attention.'

Elzbieta nodded. 'I agree. We're too close to orc territory to take risks.'

Ulric stretched. 'In we go then.'

The farther in they walked the more the hushed silence weighed on Ulric. The constant noise of city life back home was something he was so used to that silence in nature seemed worse to his ears. And they were larger and more sensitive on top of that as well. He tried to focus on the soft sounds of insects buzzing around, the occasional creaking of a branch, their footsteps on the soft underground, the faint crack of a whip.

He froze and pricked up his ears.

Iphigenia looked at him. 'What is it, Wolfie?'

He put a finger to his lips and waited. Another faint crack confirmed it, he had heard it indeed. 'Something up ahead. Sounds to me like a whip.' Wood cracked and chopping sounded. 'I think they're felling trees.'

Elzbieta placed her hand on her sword. 'Might be orcs but might be others as well. I suggest we take a careful peek.'

They tread more silently towards the noise and Ulric picked up voices soon. Harsh, throaty voices. 'Orcs?' Iphigenia and Elzbieta drew their swords and kept a watchful eye around while they continued on.

From the cover of a bush they saw into a clearing how several gruff pig faced orcs ordered slaves around to chop down trees and clear them with the help of woolly cows. Their whips cracked and when they hit one of the human or elf slaves they laughed terribly at their cries of pain. Ulric growled low and shifted his fur but Elzbieta stuck out her arm to hold him back before he stood up. 'Do you want to free those people?' she whispered.

'Of course!'

She gestured to an orc at the rear gesturing in the air. 'That orc is probably tatting. If we attack them just like that we'll alert all of them to our presence. And there are too many of them to take on directly without trouble. They might even use the slaves as shield or kill them before they can escape.'

Ulric gnashed his teeth but she was right. They'd cause more harm than did good if they attacked now.

'We could try a sneak attack in the dark.' Iphigenia said.

Elzbieta stared at the site. 'That might work.'

'Take them out silently one by one when they're separate from the rest.' Ulric said when one orc stepped away into the back while loosening his breeches.

Elzbieta nodded. 'They're probably less alert after their meal.'

He growled low when an old man was beaten while he tried to help an elf woman who had tripped. 'Then we'll do that. And if we still alert the rest it's too bad.' he looked up at the darker blue sky. 'It better be dark real soon.'

***

Slaves were driven into wooden cages at dark and the orcs gathered around loudly stuffing themselves and drinking until some yawned and retreated to the back under the cover of hides held up by poles.

One orc belched loud, dropped the bone with meat he was eating, and unsteadily got to his feet to stagger outside the clearing looking for a spot to relieve himself. He had barely found a good place to squat when powerful paws covered his mouth and clawed his chest and a sharp pain hit his throat. He shook for a moment before eternal void accepted him.

Iphigenia nodded at Ulric and wiped her sword while he laid down the dead orc silently and Elzbieta kept an eye on the rest of the orcs.

After a while another one staggered to the back to get some sleep. He crawled down on all fours, grabbed a blanket and pulled at it when it was stuck underneath a fellow orc's shoulder. He grunted and shoved the other. When he didn't stir he pulled him by his arm and let out a surprised grunt when he saw the sliced throat. Before he could call out two paws grabbed his head and twisted it.

The crack satisfied Ulric but the loud squeal coming from an orc who'd stood guard between the slave cages didn't.

The orcs at the fire sprung up on their feet and faced the two women jumping out of the shadows with swords at once. Ulric rushed at the guard and jumped out of the way from a slash of his sword, and spun around to hit him with his spiked fist. The orc cried out from the pain in his ripped face but was silenced quickly by another hit to his throat.

Iphigenia evaded the counter attack from the orc and slipped nimbly around him. He cried out at the deep cuts in his side and she ended it with a stab through the back.

Elzbieta deflected the blow from her opponent with her left arm and hew down into his neck. The orc gargled a grunt, dropped to its knees, and fell forward onto the ground.

Ulric walked up to them. 'You girls all right?'

They nodded and stepped towards the cages where all the slaves had awoken to witness the unexpected fight. Elzbieta lifted the iron lock that held the door with a chain. 'Damn. We need to find the key.'

Ulric touched the thick poles of the cage while the slaves inside reeled back. 'Don't tell me you can't cut through this.'

She huffed. 'Of course I can!' she said and turned to the slaves inside. 'Stand back!'

She spun her sword and chopped at the pole in one corner while Ulric picked up an orc sword and hacked at another cage. Iphigenia meanwhile cut at the binding ropes of a third cage.

The slaves cried and laughed at their sudden freedom and thanked the three profusely. An older elf woman hugged Ulric and others who hesitated at first at the sight of a bloodwolf followed. The old man who they'd seen before shook Elzbieta's hand. 'Thank you! Thank you all! You did what I could not!' He gestured at the people. 'I tried to save them when I stumbled across this camp and foolishly believed I could on my own. I should have known better.'

An elf woman came to his side and held his arm. 'But you were brave enough to try.' she said and gave him a warm smile. 'You have a good heart.'

He blushed. 'I try.'

Iphigenia and Ulric joined Elzbieta. 'Are there more of you around here?' she asked.

The elf woman shook her head. 'No. this was the only camp on this side of the mountains. We moved around through the forest from time to time.'

'All right, then we can go on crossing them.'

The man raised his eyebrows. 'You mean to go into orc country?'

Iphigenia nodded. 'We need to do something there.'

The man watched them for a moment. 'If you really do, don't take the main path because orcs move around on it. Instead, there's a smaller unused path to take unseen but it's likely more dangerous.'

Ulric growled low and Iphigenia nodded. 'We'll take the risk. It's best if they won't find out about us.' she said and looked back at the dead orcs. 'Although that probably won't be for long.'

'Unless we make everything disappear.' the man said and looked at the elf. 'We could bury everything and make it look like the camp moved to the other side of the forest.' He looked back at the three. 'They'll be searching around for some time and have no idea what happened.'

Iphigenia smiled. 'That would be great!'

***

When everyone was done hiding the dead bodies, their gear, and their tools in deep holes outside the clearing and only a sign was left pointing in the direction the camp had supposedly moved, the old man led the three to a pile of junk thrown together by the orcs. 'They threw my stuff in here thinking it was worthless but I'm sure it'll be of great value to you.' he said and dug through broken tools, torn hides, bones, shreds of cloth, and anything else the orcs had no use for. 'Ah! Here!' He pulled out a pair of armoured gloves and a scabbard with sword.

The three looked at the gloves made from black, stone like material and grey leather, and the wide, tapered double edged blade attached to a long cross handle. The sword was heavy at first, then became lighter while holding it. 'What's this?' Elzbieta asked. 'I've never seen a sword like it.'

'This sword and these gloves have been in the Hameas family for generations of which I, Sibelius Hameas, are the last of the direct descendants. I received them from my father, who received it from his, and so on. I don't know where it originally came from but I'm too old to fight now and decided to retire, and since I have no child of my own to pass it onto, I'd like you to have it. There is some sort of magic on these. The gloves are like a shield and will deflect sword and arrow, and the blade has never grown dull, no matter how hard I hit any armour or blocked another sword.'

Ulric glanced at Iphigenia's sword. 'Volundrus.'

Iphigenia and Elzbieta looked at each other. 'Yes.' they said and Elzbieta sighed at the sword, then held it out to Sibelius. 'We can't accept this.'

'Why not?'

'This must be a weapon forged by Volundrus and is thus too valuable to just give away. You could sell it for a fortune and live out your life in luxury.'

He smiled gently and pushed her hand back. 'This sword is made for a purpose and I believe you can do much good with it, more than when it's just used as an expensive trinket. And I don't want a lot of money.' He glanced at the elf woman talking to some of the other elves and smiled softly. 'In fact, I will spend my last years with Winea and her elf kind. We became close during my time here.'

Ulric smiled. 'I'd say he found something better than money.'

Elzbieta held the sword tight. 'I will try to bestow further honour on you and this sword by fighting evil wherever I can.'

Sibelius smiled and received her own sword and gloves for protection on his journey with the elves, and after more farewells the three set out towards the path Sibelius had recommended.