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The EastWatch Wilderness Bestiary (Chalarm x Priscilla May)

The warm feeling of Lorrick's body against her own was nice, especially since things were breezy. It was sweet in a way since she could tell he was not really thinking about her condition and how she was naked It was just a nice sweet hug. The warmth of his jacket was also quite nice on her shoulders, a courtesy she was sure would be extended to her often now that she just survived that ordeal in her mind. She didn't really blame any of those in the caravan, she did wander off.

"Thanks guys." she playfully tugged on the jacket as she pulled it over her top half. Her slit was still prickly and visible to the crowd of her companions, her usual exhibitionist comfort showing through, which might be off depending on who hadn't experienced Avery's free spirit-ness.

Taking her panties she was in no rush to put them on, instead twirling them in her fingers as she still thought of Darr's long cock in her. She waved them at the centaur as he departed, smiling playfully at Keld as he wondered how Avery got such an honor from the beast.

"Well I am going to go freshen up then, if you don't mind of course... then I won't hold us up for much longer."
Her drying Orange hair caught some wind as her wet scent wafted past a few of the caravaners.

At the head wagon she hopped in, ass pointing out for a moment as she pulled herself into its bed, tulip tucked between her legs, though it was a bit open given he recent encounter. As per her usual routine she grabbed some of her own special creams and ointments, spreading them along her lips to ensure they remained clean, fresh, and right. Her fingers danced around her hole as she smiled, remembering how eager and full she felt at the end of Darr's cock. After a bit of this she gathered some clothes, the panties Lorrick gave back to her she kept off for now, grabbing another pair from her bag. A new pair of short leather shorts also slid up her long legs and over her hips, and a green tunic that was short enough to show a bit of her tummy, she didn't bother with wrappings or a bra however.

Afte getting ready she felt a bit tired, leaning back on her satchel her eyes drifted closed and the young succumbed to her weariness.
 
They were off on their travels almost immediately after, the group already set to leave and only waiting on her return. They let Avery sleep and recover, everyone just hopping into the pair of wagons to set off with a flick of the reins, every once in a while looking back to make sure the woman was fine. They were continuing westward towards the caravan's original destination as she slept off her exhaustion. There was little that occurred to match the excitement of the past day, the slow train of wagons just moving steadily through the rolling hills of the plains and past copses of trees. They passed a variety of other caravans going in the opposite direction on the well travelled road, some even larger than the one Avery travelled on, bursting with colourful textiles, materials and crafted goods to be sold back in Eastwatch for a fair sum. The caravan guards remained particularly alert though for the rest of the trip, eyes scanning around them for any sign of returning beasts.

The feeling of being on edge was noticeable among the men at first but they soon relaxed again as the spirited young alchemist was still her up beat self when she awoke having nearly slept off the entire day. Their excursion delayed them by about a day, expecting now to arrive at Fatrasta around noon tomorrow. While looking out at the surrounding terrain Avery would notice that the plains had given way to rockier ground that sloped up to a distant range of mountains. Trees sprouted more readily, the grass of the plains slowly having to share their space with other vegetation. They reached a fork in the road, the clearly more travelled path on their left leading southward towards a small port town near the western Bluffs. The caravan stayed right though of the split, taking the direct path West to Fatrasta that sat on the edge of the Lake of Dolen.

That night at camp when they were all around the fire enjoying a meal Rolan even tried to lighten the mood, stating Avery "would have made a great centaur." Which he received a swift punch to the shoulder and a scowl from Lorrick who felt protective of their passenger. Gruff guffawed as he witnessed the young man try to look imposing to the taller man, which created a chain of laughter around the camp fire, announcing the final return to the friendly atmosphere that they began their trip with.
 
Avery smiled with content as she nibbled on the leg of some sort of wild bird Rolan had killed earlier that day, quietly watching the rest of her friends enjoy themselves. She had been rather quiet that evening, mostly listening to the others talked as she remained reserved since returning to the caravan. She felt a but awkward that everyone was so on guard because of their guilt surrounding her. Avery wondered what they would have thought if they had heard some of the other stories of sexual encounters she had with beasts.

That thought stayed in her mind for awhile as they all chat, she nibbled here and there and listened to other stories around the fire. Would it make them feel better to know she wasn't some helpless maiden that was soiled by the masquerade?

Waiting for a pause in the conversation she cleared her throat, a warm smile and soft voice following as she interjected.

"You all... don't feel guilty about what happened do you?" Avery looked around to Lorrick... Keld... Gruff... Rolan... trying to see what their reaction was.

As she sat she had her legs bent at the knee, unknowingly her shorts slught opened and her short prickly hair lip visible.
 
An immediate silence fell over the group as Avery spoke up. Their expressions dropped slightly, unable to hide their thoughts as they looked to one another for some sort of decision. Keld, as the leader of their caravan was th first to speak up.

"It's hard not to, lass. I know enough to believe you'll let this slide off your shoulders, and we're all happy that your safely back unharmed and in good spirits but we can't stop thinking it. We took the job of bringing you safely to Fatrasta and while you will do so in some manner it could have been very different if that beast had other.. intentions in mind. It doesn't stop us from thinking what more we could have done to prevent it and some manner that we broke our side of the bargain we hatched in Ersa." The bearded caravan captain said with a long swig of his wineskin.

Others nodded their heads in agreement, silently munching on their meals to fill their mouthes. Lorrick noticed though how their mood seemed to be bringing her down, trying his best to push the conversation in a different path. His intention was distracted though when he caught sight of her fiery red haired sex showing from her loose shorts in the firelight. He immedietly forgot what he intended to say, entranced by the peculiar allure that snared so many men of a peak on what he had seen multiple times before. He ended up only saying, "Hey, uhhh..." words trailing off as his eyes were locked on Avery's crotch, his original question lost.
 
Avery looked down at the embers in the fire, face solemn as she couldn't help but feel like she was bringing down the mood. The rest of the group seemed to feel at fault, but it was Avery who was wandering out into the territory of the masquerade. Her eyes trailed around the dirt and grass she sat upon, then looked to her left and right, catching the glances the Lorrick gave her crotch. The aloof girl smiled at him, amused by his constant sexual curiosity.

"Well at least all the the beast wanted was a but of fun with my body." She chuckled at the notion, wondering if the others would find it as amusing as she.
"Can't say it was the only thing thats used me in such a way.... at least it didn't eat me."

She adjusted her stance, her legs crossed and opening some, sex slightly more visible. Under the right flicker of firelight. Her eyes watching the glum expressions of the others.
 
A few awkwary laughed at her comment including Lorrick's uncle Asmith and Collin, not entirely sure what she meant except for Keld who's chuckling was genuine and loud. But in general the good mood of the camp began to return with the help of her light hearted jokes and Lorrick's amusing reaction.

"Maybe it should have just asked nicely." The bearded caravan master jovially commented, passing his wineskin to Avery in case she wanted a drink. With each passing comment, the laughter of the group became more genuine, the wineskin helping too as it was passed around to loosen their inhibitions.

"So not the most adventurous partner you've had?" Rolin asked once hearing Avery's statement, the group beginning to open up more. "I've had some fun with a nymph before up near the forests north of the Dolan." He boasted, the young caravan gaurd turning it into a competition.

"That's nothing, a nymph pratically gives it to anyone." Gruff scoffed towards his travelling companion.

Rolin was quick to reply to the comment "And how adventurous have you been? And Beastfolk don't count, has to be someone not your kind?" Stipulating the rules of the game he started.

"A centaur mare." The hairy beastman said with a grin, "She had a thing for bovine beastmen."

"When?"

"Before I met you. I've been travelling a lot longer than you've been chasing my tail, runt." Gruff laughed playfully with his coarse voice.
 
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A smile found Avery's face as she was happy the mood was lightening a bit. It was nice to hear them laughing and talking about more light hearted things. In fact the subject had slipped to something she enjoyed talking about... sex. Though she realized the recollections of her sexual exploits weren't the same as the men of the caravan, she was pretty shameless regardless.

An approving nod passed from her to Rolan and Gruff as they talked about their conquests. The mention of a mare made her a little tingly as she recalled being made one herself not too long ago by her centaur friend. That experience had at least washed the bad taste away from her pussy.

Tapping on her chin, she thought of one to share, one that would be unique enough to spark some interest in the men. Still her legs were bent at the knees with shorts opened slightly at the pants leg. The warm breeze of the fire blanketing her partially visible sex.

"Hmmm, a Lemdonian Cave Drake." She blurted out. To her it was just one of the many magical or wild beasts she had mated with, but perhaps it was a bit more unusual to normal folk. Regardless it was out in the open now.
"He burnt me a bit at first, fiery creatures they are. But after he managed to fit it in, it was probably one of the warmest cocks I've taken." She closed her eyes as she thought about said warmth as the smoke from the fire pecked at her pants.
 
There were surprised reactions all around as Avery spoke up, eyes going wide and eyebrows rising as it was hardly the response they expected for the woman. It was eye opening to some of them, particularly the ones who hadn't become aware of the alcehmist's own fiery behaviour. As the thought was allowed to linger they began to understand why she hadn't been as phased by the occurance of the previous night as they would expect, especially if she were to brag about a conquest with someone as inhuman as that. It put all other's boasts to shame, more adventurous and wild than anything some had even thought about.

The short silence was broken by Keld, his roaring laughter filling the open air as he slapped a knee. "I must say that's definitely the winner. I doubt anyone can compete with that." He exclaimed, taking another swig of his wineskin as the others joined in, Rolan looking a bit disappointed by his loss and the inexperienced Lorrick having his face hidden in his mug to avoid participating in the conversation.

The conversations naturally slowed as the night carried on. Asmith and Collin left the campfire soon after to go to sleep while the others lingered around the dimming fire light to finish off their drinks and meals. The fire was reduced down to bright embers at that point, Rolan wandering off to fetch a few more pieces of firewood for the night watch. Keld glanced over the Avery as he asked, "you been sleeping nearly all day in the wagon, won't be too restless tonight will you?"
 
There was very little shame inside the small frame of Avery. Even boasting about being fucked by a fire-lizard slipped out almost as easily as she dropped her pants regularly. The reaction of her caravan companions only slightly reminded her that her exploits were far from normal, a slight hint of blush on the tip of her nose was concealed by the shadows of the night. After the previous night's events, she just wanted to enjoy the warm breeze on her cheeks, but which set she was not sure.

Slowly the rest of the party was fading away for the night, each exhausted from trying to find her no doubt. Avery became more silent as the crowd died down and the fire lowered. Only the night watch would tend to it,
less it becomes ash before dawn. Staring into its flame she remembered a few of the warm lashes of the drake's tongue she got across her breasts. It ironically made her shiver to think about it, squeezing her thighs together for a moment as she let the feeling pour over her.

She was insatiable. Certainly, her years of being sexually mature have been filled with activity. Only for a millisecond did she ever doubt her life and who she was. Those thoughts washed away as she pulled out her journal and began to record the happenings of the past two days. Her quil danced around the pages writing and drawing both the Masquerade and Centaur, every detail of her encounter, and exquisite carnal sketches of their forms. She felt a bit of a tingle as she drew the wide tip of Darr's cock, remembering how it spread her little lips wide.

Around the time she gave a little giddy shiver, Keld walked up and talked to her.

"Oh, I always sleep restlessly… but I think I'll be fine." She awkwardly held the book full of her lewd sketches close to her chest so they remained unseen. A crooked smile on her face as her heart raced.
 
"Good night, then." Keld returned the smile, leaving her to her secrets after he wished her a good night and found his way to his sleeping arrangements. The caravan leader had far too much wine, eager to get to sleep as he stumbled away.

The caravan set out early the next day, beginning the final stretch to their travels. The rolling grassy plains of the steppe had been left behind them now, taken over by more rocky and hilly ground accompanied by pines and oaks trees, the mountainous peaks in the northwest looming higher. Other travellers passed them by along their path, most human, some beastmen or greenfolk. The Forests and hills eventually broke out into farm fields as they grew closer to their destination, the presence of people becoming unavoidable as they passed numerous farmers working their fields.

The pair of wagons ended up at Futrasta in the late afternoon, just as the sun was beginning its arc to set in the Westward Lake of Dolan, its light shimmering off the body of water. Avery was able to get a magnicifent view of the town as they crested one final hill east of the town, the community of buildings scattered along the lakes edge. It was a busy town with lots of industrial buildings on the northern side where plooms of smoke stretched out from refineries and smithies, docks filled with fishing vessels lined the water. The major settlement was a hub for the processing of goods from the northern mines and surrounding tribes, the largest tribe in the area being the frogfolk of the lake who had a close rapport with the town of Futrasta.

Avery caught sight of multiple dots and carts moving along the busy southern road leading into the town, the path seeing a lot more traffic than the eastern one they were on. Most merchants carried goods to the southern port town on the edge of the caldoon sea where it could be shipped to eastwatch rather than making the trek all the way to the major trade city themselves.

"Good to be home." Keld announced, sucking in a deep breath, knowing that night he would spend in a comfortable bed.
 
"Goodnight Keld." Avery's voice was always sweet and singsong. Perhaps that was why so many men were drawn to her, despite her allure and how much skin she showed when she was dressed. The caravan leader soon faded into the night, and the embers of the fire were starting to fade even more. She only had so much light to finish off the last few scribbles in her journal before the weariness of the past few days hit her. Closing her book she yawned wide and made for the wagon that she had been sleeping in.

Crawling up she found Lorrick fast asleep on the wooden blanks, he looked sort of cute and innocent like that. Avery made her way next to him, cuddling against him for warmth as she settled her head on his arm. Of course, there were a few routines she needed to go through, one of which taking care of her lady parts. They had seen a lot of action the past few days, and she prided herself on how unused she kept her pussy. On her belt, she found her magical cream the recipe of which she kept a closely guarded secret. Slipping her fingers between her legs she rubbed it along her lips and opening, almost too long as she caught herself enjoying it. Avery quickly removed them before she found herself waking Lorrick to scratch an itch. Laying back down she quickly fell into a slumber.

The next day she didn't wake until they were well underway, the grassy fields had become more hilly as she opened her eyes to find the cart moving. Stretching her arms she looked up at the blue sky and took a deep breath, it was time to take the next step in her adventure. Avery hardly was affected by sexual trauma, it was all another day's work to her provided they were not too rough. Even then she sometimes felt a bit strained, like an overworked sort of feeling. But there was something about rolling down the hill in a wagon that made it a bit less stressful.

Sitting up she decided it was time to get changed into her more utility outfit for adventuring. Wherever they were going she wanted to be prepared. A dress while alluring and sensual had its issues with movement. There were a few others in the cart, but Avery had nothing that they had not already seen. Plus it gave her a bit of morning energy to show off her body.

"Good morning everyone." She stretched her arms and greeted her companions. Not a second later she peeled her dress off over her head, her body now nude except for a pair of panties on her lower half. Sorting through her bag as her free-hanging breasts jiggled she pulled out her normal short leather shorts and leather crop top she always wore on the road. But as she pulled them out and dressed, she of course couldn't help but conversation.

She asked about their trip and how long it would take, what the city was like if they were all from there. Small talk all the while her tits and body were free to see.

Avery had an awkward smirk on her face as she did it. Making eye contact with each of the men as she slowly dressed.

Hours later, after she took her time dressing, they arrived at the town of Futrasta. From the top of the hill, it seemed like a nice place. The smokestacks were a bit grim for her taste, but it was a change from the open road, and she was sure that her friends were relieved to be home.

"So we finally made it." She giggled knowing she was the reason for most of their delay.
 
The caravaneers happily replied to her questions and queries. Lorrick excitedly explained the best qualities of the town while Keld would comment once in a while. Where to find the best taverns that served fish and other local recipes with ingredients from the lake, the merchant district where numerous crafts created by the large smithy industry was sold and other local things the village was known for. Their eyes barely looking up to Avery's face while they spoke. Gruff and Rolan were mostly quiet having not grown up there like the rest of the wagon team, listening to the others talk and watching the alchemist change.

In another half hour the pair of wagons arrived within the town, the caravan pulling up to a busy warehouse where the crew eagerly jumped off and stretched their tired limbs, having finally reached their destination. Some of them were already unhitching the horses to feed and lead the animals to a well earned rest in the stables as Keld briefly departed to work out the paperwork with the warehouse manager, having to explain their delay as well. Shortly afterwards he approached Avery, offering his hand with a friendly smile beneath his bushy beard. "It was a pleasure having you with us Avery. Anywhere you plan on going next?" The caravan leader inquired as the group gave Avery their farewells, Lorrick giving Avery one last hug as he said goodbye.

"If you ever need a ride, you can always find us again if we're in the area Avery. Just ask for the Woodburrow wagoneers at any caravan station, they'll tell you if we're in town or passed through recently."
 
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