Cynthia took Guardian to one of her favourite taverns. The place was alright, not too posh or too shabby. She ordered a few drinks Guardian have never heard of before.

“So what sort of business do you have for me?” He was getting impatient and wanted to know already.

“You haven’t touched the drink. Drink up first.”

He downed an entire tankard of tangy liquid in one gulp. It did not taste good at all.

‘Why people are even drinking this?’ he wanted to know the reason why someone would prefer this over simple yet fulfilling glass of water.

Itayiga also swung his tankard, sampling the liquid. Cynthia was kind enough to include the young boy too.

“Another drink for my friend, please. His tankard is empty. Keep filling it up.” Cynthia ordered the barmaid.

‘Oh, since when we are friends?’ this seemed so sudden.

“So, traveller… You have been to distant lands and seen many different places, yes?”

“Well, yes. I am quite old, even if I do not look like it. I have travelled a fair distance from my birthplace.” He chugged the entirety of his drink again.

“Good, good. This means you might be able to help.” She took a sip of her drink motioning him to do the same.

“What precisely do you want from me?”

“I have been wondering if you might be able to help me to find a specific potion or know of someone who can make it.”

“How about the local guilds? This city is the hub of trade, I am sure they can get what you need.” He downed the fifth tankard of tangy liquid.

Ithayiga tried his best to keep up, he had drunk only a third of his and this made him seem quite inadequate in this drinking game Cynthia and Guardian were having.

“That was what I thought at the beginning. I came to this Harbour City precisely for that reason, just to be disappointed. All they offered me was some knockoff version of what I need.” Cynthia hoped that this traveller will know how to get the real deal.

“So what do you need? Tell me already.”

“You haven’t touched your drink, should I order something else? Something stronger maybe?” She planned to get him wasted from the very beginning so his tongue loosens up a bit. What she was supposed to ask was not a thing alchemist would share freely.

“No, this is fine. Actually, I quite like this now.” He grew to like the liquid. The more he had the better it tasted.

“What I need is something very specific.” She leaned in closer to him, to do that she had to crawl on a table from the other side, and whispered. “Quite illegal too.”

‘This means money.’ His eyes glowed in satisfaction.

He kept drinking, probably consuming an entire barrel of the stuff while Cynthia explained the details. What she needed was an elusive potion which would restore the mage’s mana pool. There was a very nasty affliction the people practising the arts of magic could get. What the affliction did was shrinking the mana pool bit by bit, also hampering the regeneration of said mana. If a pool was depleted completely it would start to leech the life energy of the person itself, eventually killing the one suffering from this affliction.

Her grandfather, the one and only who knew how to produce war golems was afflicted by such disease. Normally the state would prop him up with the cure, but he ceased to be their pawn long time ago. He valued his and his grand daughter's freedom above else and did not want to become enslaved again just to get himself cured. It took him his only daughter to break the shackles once, he did not want to lose his granddaughter next. The only thing keeping him alive were the potions Cynthia was sending to him from the Harbour Town. They did not cure his affliction, they only aided the symptoms.

What she gathered throughout the years here was that the cure might need a human, sacrifice. Something about extracting a mages mana core from their body, mixing it with some illusive stuff and turning it in a portion of sorts. Saying that all, it was just a rumour. She hoped that the traveller might know something about it. Maybe even a completely different solution for it from his native lands.

“Hmm, I do not brew potions myself but I might be able to help.”

The plan was working, all Cynthia needed now was to extract that information from the intoxicated traveller. If she has gotten the name of someone who can brew it for her she could cut the Guardian as a middleman entirely in the hopes to save some money.

“Just say who it is.”

“What?”

“Give me the name of the alchemist who knows the recipe. Also, does he live in some far off lands?”

“No. It is my apprentice Aiu who will be brewing it. She is from the neighbouring town.”

“What? This makes no sense.” this was the time for her to be confused. ‘How can an apprentice be better than her Master? He said it himself he does not brew. Did I get him too drunk perhaps and he is spouting nonsense?’ she was fearing that her strategy backfired.

“It perfectly does… I will give her the list of ingredients and she will figure it out, she is a smart girl.”

“How do you plan on obtaining a human mana core? Mages are not an easy target, even for someone of your size.”

“Ohh, no, I won’t be using anything impotent like that. I am well aware of the different ingredients which might help. Well, I am not exactly certain that it will work on a human. But we can try at least, no?” He knew of one thing that helped him to restore his mana pool, so he hopped it would work on humans the same way.

“I guess so. So what are those ingredients you speak off?” she had to know.

“Not telling… It is a trade secret ~hic.” He was beginning to hiccough.

“Bring a keg of an apple cider for my friend! We are having a celebration!” she had to get him drunker.

And she did so at great expense, his thirst seemed unquenchable. However, she was able to find out that he will be using some parts of a dangerous beast and herbs from within the depths of the forest.

“You will need to help me to obtain some of the ingredients ~hic, I am not confident I can do it myself ~hic.”

“That is not a problem, I have money.”

“No, not the money. I need your strength, I need your golem ~hic. To kill the mons~hic~ters.”

“Rocky and I will be more than glad to help, so long as that is not something illegal. What about the price?”

“Why don’t we discuss it when I have the final product?”

“That sound more than perfect.” She was happy with this outcome. After all, this might leave her pockets more full than she originally thought it will. Ingredients were expensive and if they got that themselves she would save quite a bit. Also, no human sacrifice was involved in his plan.

“Well then, I will send my assistant when I need you.”

Cynthia explained where to find her, said goodbye and went to pay a massive drinks tab.

Guardian picked up his passed out assistant who went to sleep just after Ithayiga half finished his tankard. It was quite late and he did not blame the young beastman for being tired.

“Oh. I completely forgot ~hic.” He had no place to stay over the night. He planned on renting a house somewhere cheaply but Cynthia has distracted him from that.

He went towards the inn he stayed before. He said he won’t be coming back, but his plans have changed. As he went through ever darker alleyways by each passing minute he got completely lost. This was unusual for him, something has affected his sense of direction. He was stumbling aimlessly from one alley to the other, there were very few people around. Those who were still loitering outside did their best to avoid him, so he could not ask for directions even if he wanted.

He found himself in one of seedier places of the city. A small group of women were lining a nearby wall. He stumbled towards them to ask for directions, hoping that this lot won’t get intimidated by him. All women fled as soon as they saw him making a zigzag towards them, all but one.

“Hey ~hic~ where…” his hiccups were not getting better.

“Hey, handsome. I did not expect to see you so soon.” A lizardwoman replied.

“Where can I find an Adventurers Inn?”

“Oh don’t spend your money on that place. Just go and stay with me. Our place offers better services and for you, it will be completely free.” She winked at him, her tail was swinging expectantly.

“Really?” he could not believe that something like this would be free.

“Anytime. Now let's go and tell me how was your day.” She wrapped her arms around his and dragged him towards the infamous Slut House. Her tail was thrashing wildly from side to side, Shazzara could not believe her luck.

Her tail hit his making him react to the touch. Tails were overly sexualised in lizard society and she knew better than to touch it so suddenly without permission. “Sss-orry, I did not mean to. You must dislike my dirty tail touching yours-ss.”

However, he held no such beliefs as the lizardmen did. “What are you saying, your tail is perfectly clean. Beautiful and shiny even!”

“You really think sss-o? You like it?” she was getting flustered. She took great care of her tail, after all, lizard women hand no proper breasts so they expressed their feminine charms using their slender tails.

“Yes, it is very nice.”

A sharp hiss escaped her mouth. She was getting aroused. Her first attempt to woo the strongest warrior and the owner of the most massive tail she has ever seen did not succeed but this time… This time it looked like she has a chance. She quickened her pace, anxious to get him in her bed.

They have finally arrived at Shazzara’s, and other girl’s, place. The same one he has visited before, but his recollection of it was poor. He did not recognise it, his mind was clouded.

“Ahh, the boy. Leave him in one of the rooms. He will be fine.”

“Oi! Ita… Itay…” he could not remember the name of his assistant. “Wake up!” he raised him upside down by his ankle and shook the boy.

“Whaaaa! No, do not eat me!” the boy woke up all startled and confused.

“Boy it will be me your Master will be having for a dinner, do not worry.” Joked Shazzara.

“Itay you stay here and guard my bag. No one is allowed to take any of my stuff when I am sleeping. Got it?”

“Yes, Master!” Ithayiga curled closer to an oversized bag. He knew that it will be a struggle not to fall asleep, he felt drowsy and sickly, but he did not want to disappoint his Master. He feared to lose his breakfast if he did so.

“Hey, Guardian you came to visit me?” A tiger woman caught his scent and showed herself.

“Get lost, Brita. He is mine. I got him on the streets; follow the rules!” it was rude to take someone’s customer away. Especially if the women wanted to live with each other peacefully.

“Somehow I do not believe he is here just as a customer! Will he be paying?” She looked scornfully at the lizardwoman. She did not need to wait for an answer “No, thought so.” She knew that Shazzara brought him here as a potential mate.

“It matters not, he is my guest!”

“He is our guest! Why don’t we let him choose with who he sleeps with.”

“He has-ss already chos-sss-e me!” Shazarra hissed at her rival.

“Hahaha. I flat chested board like you? I know a boob man when I see one. Just look!” she took Guardians hand and pressed it on her voluptuous bosom.

“You like it don’t you.”

“It feels soft and nice.”

“Ha! Told you!”

“Tits-ss do not matter. He likes my tail. Which one is better? My shiny and slim tail, or that pathetic excuse of a fury sss-tick she calls a tail?”

“I guess yours is better.” If he had to choose non-hairy tails looked better for him.

“You sss-ee!”

“Come on Guardian forget that flat chested lizard, she is unpopular and inexperienced. All she is ever hired for is her mouth service. Me, I can give you the full experience you will not forget.

“Get lost, bitch, before I sss-shank ya!” Shazzara slammed her tail to the flour forcefully, she had enough of this. Tigerwoman was telling more to the Guardian than she should.

“What is this all about? Girls, calm down!” another woman heard the noise and came to investigate. This sort of bitching was unusual even in this place.

“Sss-she is going after my man.”

“Since when you got a mate? Who is it?”

“What are you talking about? Guardian is not your man.”

“Ohhh, I understand now. So troublesome/”

The reason of all this ruckus just stood there flabbergasted, unsure how to deal with this. All he wanted was some peace and quiet. He looked at the third woman recognising her as Iustitia.

“Iustitia? What are you doing here?”

“I live here, you silly.” She got closer and sniffed at him. “Ohhh that explains some of this.” She smelled a distinct scent of alcohol.

“Hey guardian how about I take you to some nice and quiet place.” She knew what he liked.

“That sounds nice.” He nodded in agreement.

“Not you and your trickery, again!” Tigerwoman named Brita complained.

“Are you coming with me or are you staying with this noisy lot?”

“It is definitely you then.”

Iustitia pried both of the women from the Guardian and was pushing him away from them. The two were not too pleased about that.

“But… but Iutstitia this-ss is not fair. I have brought him here on my own.”

“She did bring me here.” He felt that he had to give her credit for that.

“Can I please stay with him a bit longer?” she blinked seductively and swung her tail expectantly.

“We can talk a bit more, but no more shouting.” Guardian felt somewhat grateful to that woman for finding him a free place to stay, and she seemed nice.

“Yes-sss.” She ran towards him and grabbed his spare hand.

The pair led him holding an arm each to one of the larger rooms. They motioned him to lay on the soft matt and pillows scattered around. Shazzara lit some incense, its smell immediately filled the room. This was his room where he could have a short talk and take his rest.

🐢 🐢 🐢 🐢 🐢

To his surprise, none of the women was here to chat with him before his sleep. The women sat beside him, their hands were feeling his muscles. They were massaging his body and it felt quite nice and relaxing. This was way better than talking, he did not want to talk anymore. Incense filled his nose and he relaxed even more.

Both of them undid his robe taking it away. Then they started to rub his chest in some sort of oil. It was inferior to what Aiu was making but it still felt nice and cool on his body. Their hands rubbed his chest muscles and abdomen, massaging his tense body.

“This feels good.” He admitted the women did a good job.

“We have only started.”

The clothing was already gone from both of the women. Iustitia crawled on his chest, her hand massaged his neck and she leaned closer. It took him a while to realise that her hands were replaced by her lips. She was kissing his neck, slowly closing the distance between her lips and his.

Shazzara was busy as well. She took care of his lower body and was gently caressing his manly thighs. This lasted but a moment before she removed his loincloth revealing his manly snake. Even in its sleepy state, the snake was of a pleasing size to Shazzara. She took it in her oily hands and did her best to try to wake it from its slumber.

This sort of massage made Guardian forget all of the hard work and stress he went through this day. He completely lost his reason and gave himself to the hands of the females, figuratively and literally.

Iustitia was awkwardly trying to kiss him using her tongue. It did not quite work as the anatomical difference was just too big. So instead she stuck her tongue out and licked his face. She licked him like a mother would lick her cubs, hoping that he will like that. She knew that beastmen were fond of this, but some humans found it a bit odd.

He stuck his oversized tongue in response and licked her face too. Iustitia found her entire face wet just from a single stroke of his tongue but she did not dislike it. “My neck, lick my neck.” She said, so he did.

His serpentine tongue was almost long enough to wrap around her neck. He brushed her fur making it slick and moist, and she highly enjoyed it. “Now, here.” She motioned towards her modest chest. He licked it vigorously, covering every inch of her breast. Then he licked the other breast. “This feels so good.” His rough tongue brushed past her nipples making them erect. The sensation was new to her as no human or even a beastman could have achieved this.

Meanwhile, Shazzara was caressing his shaft with her hands, she had little of progress to show. The serpent was still asleep and she felt like she is failing him. She was indeed quite new at this and she lacked experience just like tigerwoman has hinted before. However, if her hands did not work she just had to do what she was pro at since an early age. She stuck his tip in her mouth, pushing it deeper and deeper. And it went quite deep, deeper than any beastman could hope to take in comfortably. She moved it in and out of her mouth, careful not to cut it with her sharp teeth. She sucked on it greedily while her hands worked the remaining bit she struggled to gobble up.

His body reacted to her wet and warm throat, his member started to throb inside her mouth. Each throb made it bigger and bigger. She had to pull some of it out as it was beginning to choke her. It got a bit more massive than she thought it will. She has never seen it this big, it was three times the size of the biggest member she has ever serviced. However, she was able to keep it in between her jaws, as lizard mouths were quite different than the ones from other species. She continued to suck on it. willingly choking herself on that rock hard rod. It felt so nice to serve something this mighty.

Iustitia had her entire chest, neck and face covered in slick saliva. She felt all hot and bothered, she wanted the real deal stretching her from inside like it did before. Her lower region was moist and itched from the anticipation. She turned around and reached for his penis, trying to grasp a feel of it. It was further than she has anticipated so she crawled down his torso. Her tights pressed on his chest, her hands were feeling his body in order to locate the treasure she was looking for. She patted and felt his body stretching herself out more and more. Her hands hit something but it was not what she was looking for. It was Shazzara, she forgot that this girl was here.

“Shazz give it to me.” She demanded that the lizard gives her the penis.

Her outstretched hand was forcefully slapped down and then the lizard hissed at her. The hiss sounded muffled and chocked. Iustitia realised what the Shazzara was busy doing.

“You need to share!” she was trying to teach the youngster.

Shazzara was having none of it. She worked hard to make it this big, it was her reward and she did not want to hand it over. Instead, she blocker beastwoman’s approach with her lean body and continued to enjoy the hard filling in her throat. The base was wet and glistening from her saliva, she moved her head up and down while her hand rubbed the rest of it. She rubbed herself down with her spare hand. The whole ordeal made her extremely horny and she could not have enough of it. She wanted him to fill her mouth with his seed. She wanted to have a taste of him, savour it and never forget it.

She pleasured herself vigorously with one of her hands whilst pushing herself to do a better job. To force more and more of the hard rod inside her mouth. She could not breathe properly but this only added to her pleasure. Her fingers were moving relentlessly in between her lower lips, splashing her overflowing juices all round Guardian’s body.

Shazzara was not letting Iustitua anywhere close to her prize, so she turned around in her defeat. Iustitia was going back to make out with Guardian. However, her tights were grabbed from behind by his arms pushing her closer and locking her in place. She yelped in surprise unsure what he was doing. He stretched his long tongue and began to lick her legs. The tongue coiled up and up and then squeezed in between her legs.

It brushed past her lady bits and she let a moan of pleasure. “Ohh, yes.” He reacted to it and did it again, then again and again. Each touch of his muscular tongue felt extremely nice. She has never been licked down there before, no man has ever bothered to pleasure her. She was the one doing all the pleasuring instead, but not this time. “This is so fucking good! Do not stop.” She was losing it and giving herself into pleasure. Her abdomen twitched she came in seconds, but she did not have enough, she wanted more of this pleasure. Guardian was more than happy to keep going, his nimble and long tongue coiled around her lady bits. Her own hands were rubbing her hard nipples.

“Stick your finger in me! I want it inside!” she wanted even more pleasure.

Yet he did not do that, his claws were sharp and dangerous. Instead, he stuck his tongue inside her. The muscle was hard and wide enough to stretch her and even fill her to satisfaction. It whirled and coiled, twisted and turned, tasting her. It was nothing of the sort she has experienced before, no dick was nimble to do such tricks inside her like Guardian’s oversized tongue. She moaned again and again with pleasure.

Shazzara hearing that her rival was climaxing continuously, got slightly jealous. She pulled the hard thing out of her mouth and licked it one last time before she braced herself. She stood up and lowered herself, positioning his tip right in front of her entrance. The thick string of her juices dripped on it, her body was ready.

She knew she was inexperienced but she hoped that her pussy will be able to pleasure him. She lowered herself further, his awoken serpent pressed against her tight hole. She felt a good deal of resistance, pain even, but she kept pushing it in, slowly bit by bit. Her insides stretched and felt like it would tear apart, yet she did not stop as it was sliding in. Each centimetre of it brought waves of pain and please, she could no longer tell the two apart as both of the feelings felt good to her.

She jerked when his whole tip finally slid inside her. It got in and it was sliding now easily. She crouched and took a more comfortable position, trying to relax her lower body. Then she moved her hips up and down. His massive phallus filled her completely. Shazzara too now was moaning loauder with each thrust. Louder than Iustitia but this was not a completion.

The room was filled with a chorus of moans and sounds of pleasure. Iustitia came for her fifth time, her body has slumped limply on his chest. She had no strength left to support her weight. She was sucking her own three fingers, imagining them to be something else entirely. His tongue was relentless as it kept ravaging her.

Shazzara was struggling to breathe out of exertion and excitement. She could barely move her legs as they felt numb. Her insides were burning from pleasure as her muscles cramped once again. She let a high pitched hiss. She had her fill of pleasure but he has not released himself inside her. She knew that all her efforts would go to waste if she did not make him to finish. She would feel like a failure as a mate.

“Come on. You can do it.” She was cheering herself. She gathered the last bit of her strength and increased her tempo.

The tight wall of her pussy was squeezing his member. Her liquids leaked from her in a great amount whilst she kept servicing him. His rod tensed up, she could feel his blood pulsing inside it. Her pussy tightened yet again to provide him with increased pleasure. And finally, he released himself inside her. The warm liquid squirted and leaked out from her, it had little space to go anywhere else; it was overflowing. She pulled her body away, his member came out with a wet squelch as her tight pussy still clung to it. A stream of blue liquid rushed out from her gaping hole. She was shocked not just by the colour but by the amount of it. She wanted to climb off and clean the mess she left on her thighs and his body, but her legs did not listen. She was lying motionless struggling to catch her breath just like Iustitia, whose butt had collapsed not too far from his head, he was done licking her.

“How wa-sssss it?.. is-sss my pu-sss-y any good?”

“Yes. It felt extremely tight. Tight but pleasuring.”

She was pleased with that answer.

“Want to fuck me, now?” Iustitia offered. She had no strength to move but if he did all the job it would be fine.

“Nahh… I feel… too sleepy…” He was slowly drifting away. The ordeal which lasted nearly an hour managed to tire him, or maybe it was the effect of alcohol.

The women wriggled their bodies around him, getting themselves comfortable. They slept next to him. Girls will offer him a naked bath service in the morning.

Meanwhile, Ithayiga was sitting in his room. His eyes were wide open. Not only had he looked sickly but haunted as well.