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Amy knew Skye could not get the same thing sniffing things as the other dogs did. But it was good she wanted to try to copy it, to be more like them. She let her do it, let it become natural to her. There were some times, she wished she could 'adjust' Skye a little. The whole appeal of this was a human that thought and acted like a dog, but it would be nice it was possible to physically adjust adjust her. Let her actually smell like a dog did, maybe have a real tail. There was some appeal to the current one, but it would be nice if she had one she could wag as well. Or maybe if there was some process that she she could at times temporarily transform into a real dog. Of course these were all fantasies in her head, she could not imagine even at the human dog show, they would find any hints of something like that being possible. That was mad scientist sort of stuff.

Aileen moaned softly, that was not quite what she meant, but was not going to complain. "Still hungry for that? Not surprising from a girl like you. If that's the way you want to do it, try to work it until its ready to back inside you sooner. See if you are hungry enough for it." She wanted to see Anya put some enthusiasm into it, genuine enthusiasm. "Show me how badly you want to be my personal slut. I have all the women in this house, most crave me for what I have. Make me want to come back to you over and over." She would not be the only woman here competing for that, she would put some work into it, if she wanted it. The training would help, but this was part of it in a sense, encouraging Anya take some initiative on her own, to make Aileen drawn to her.

“I’ll keep an eye on the house while you are all gone.” The other girl said. This sort of journey was too much for her. She had no experience with this sort of thing and had no idea what to expect from from the women they were going to meet, how true the stories were. Having said temporary farewells, they made their way towards the gates. He summoned his guards, to at least tell them what was happening, where they were going. They were a bit uneasy. “…The Lanarin, you say? It is your choice of course, your highness, and we trust the Angel to protect you. But can they be convinced to help us?” One of them asked, one of the older, more experienced ones. “I have encountered one in the past, they are strange, violent, but if you win one to your side…” Maxim stopped him there. “I will deal with that if necessary. We do need help. Blessed as we are, with our sign of divine approval, there are limits to holy Anahel’s power. We need other help.” He had some idea what the guard was concerned about, there could be some awkwardness with it later. ”You are taking the slave with you?” Another asked, Maxim shrugged. “I do not know everything that happened, but she insists on following holy Anahel. If that is the case, we will take her with us. With any luck it will help us learn how to heal her and others like her.” With that, he dismissed his guards, ordering them to watch the town. Leaving with just the Angel and the slave, making their way towards Lanarin territory.

It would be interesting, potentially with complicated results, that the others might not expect. If the records he read were accurate, there might be more than negotiations, in both gaining their support, and the aftermath. "I can't hurt to consider...I just the consequences are not too messy. They are called wild for a reason." In some ways they did behave more like animals than humans, though they had a human intelligence. To make an arrangement with a man, could lead to unexpected ways to make it official. "...If we are going to do that though, it should be our next step. And we should probably leave soon, then return here before going to our next step." Take a small group probably. Him, Anahel, Mirina apparently. He had to think about his guards, normally he would insist on bringing them, this was one case that could complicate things though.

Maxim really did not think Anahel had a reason to bow, the other girl was one of his subjects. He was not going to be strict on formality about such things for a while, but if someone did it on their own he would not stop them either, The girl was surely grateful that he was he was here and the town liberated from Vanoria. But if Anahel chose to do it as well, he was not going to say anything, especially in front of witnesses. He simply listened to what she said, with some surprise. "...The Lanarin?" He looked to the other two women, who gave the angel the strange idea. He was aware of the stories that spread around here about them, a town much closer to their territory than the castle was. But as he indicated, using their formal name, he had some education about them. He remained silent for a moment as he considered something he would not have before. If he and his guards had tried to run there earlier, it would not have gone well. "I know a little more about them than most of my subjects...It would not be easy to convince them. We might have a shared enemy, they would viciously fight a Vanorian invasion into their territory. They are not fond of humans in general though." He was not actually ruling it out. It was true, they would be very valuable as allies and could potentially help the lack of women in the short term, but it would not be easy to convince them. A man attempting to do so complicated things further.

Maxim had been occupied, doing what he could to try to help the city, at the moment his entire kingdom. He had been content to give Anahel her space to work with the slave, see what she could accomplish. He told her he would be there shortly. Not in the middle of anything too complicated, he made his way over to three women. The one knelt immediately as he approached. Mirina would only kneel to Anahel. He looked over to the house, being worked on. It was nice to see more rebuilding. To get the town in as good of shape as they could expect. He then turned to Anahel. He had no idea what happened between Anahel and Mirina, as he looked the slave over, he was unsure if there was any subtle change in her. He guessed there was another reason he had been called. “Did you wish to discuss our next steps, holy one?”

Mirina was quiet, she did not have too much opinion on what to do with it. There was the question of how long she would be here. She was looking forward to how that might go, if Anahel took the path they were considering, she might end up in a different sort of home. “Will we be here very long?” She wondered out loud, since that was a factor in whether or not to do much more ”Well, we will work on the fixing for now.” The man said. “We can consider the question of extra work later. I will let you all talk about that.” He went over to speak with the other men and do some of the repairs. ”Do you want to talk to the prince?” The other girl asked. “Both about how long you will be here, maybe about the wild women too? See how much he knows about them, and what he thinks about the idea.”

Aileen could not stop herself bending over for a better angle, going hard, for a moment before cumming inside of Aileen. Taking a few deep breaths. There was some advantages to having both male and female parts. They could potentially do something else while waiting before they went again. “Mmmm I’m going to have so much fun with you. That does sound like fun.” She imagined what she could do with this girl, a family of sorts, but the two of them being a rather unusual pair. “I can tell why he wants so much of you.” She pulled out, bent over next to her. “Show me how badly you want me, give me attention as a woman now.”

They would have to wait and see what came first. There was another option for protection of course, something Aileen might have to talk to Logan about next time he showed up. “Should I make the recommendation later on to your other customers? A whore with multiple children, should have them with multiple men. After the first one, maybe the boy can compete with others for being the father. It might turn him on, he knows what sort of woman you are.” She was willing to make it easier for Logan, with the first, help limit Anya’s customers in the short term. “Maybe he will compete with me too.” She put the idea in Anya’s head, mid-sex, this woman, a coworker, also the ‘father’ of one of her children.

Aileen decided to remind Anya of one of the rules. “Just remember, if you have a daughter, she has to learn to follow in your footsteps. Just like Ashley’s friends. Every girl here has to carry her weight.” If Anya had a son, nothing like that would happen. Just the way things worked. Men did not do sex work here, the security were the only male employees, but a daughter, once she was old enough, the choices were either both mother and daughter move out, or the daughter started to learn how to be a whore as well. “Are you ready, if you have a little girl, to someday teach her to be just like you?” She asked this while eagerly pounding away, curious if Anya had thought about that and how eager she was to do so.

“We’ll see how much of it you get.” She was not sure how affectionate she would be this time, but maybe in the future. Especially if Anya did a better job at begging. Aileen took her by the arm led her over to the desk, aggressively, but not violently, bent her over it before walking behind her. She gripped Anya’s hips and plunged inside, not as hard as she could, but started with a strong pace and a good moan. “After today, we will have a little break. But don’t worry, I’ll help train you into the slut you were meant to be. We’ll be doing a lot of this while are carrying his child. There will be men who pay extra to do the same.” This also had the potential of becoming something more complicated, again, not lovers but some sort of bond beyond casual sex partners. What exactly it would be though, it was too soon to say.

It was about time, they both wanted to fuck, and they wanted to do it now, “…How should we deal with that? Bend you over the table? Hands and knees on your bed?” This was going to be purely physical. Not too quick but not especially long either. Light on the affection. “You are going to be a mother soon, yet you are being such a little slut for me…”. She said approvingly, playfully. Exactly the sort of woman to draw her attention. Especially with a body much more developed than Ashley’s “…How do you want it? What are you imaging me doing to you? Beg for it.” She was getting into it now. She knew how Anya made such an impression on the boy, Aileen was going to have fun with her. She was teaching Ashley to be a girl, she could refine Anya into a proper whore, make her stand out among the women. She had the body for it, seemed to have the potential. She would bring it out of her, though today would just be a step towards it.

She had the right attitude. Aileen looked forward to watching her develop. She was still pretty new, but she clearly had potential. The developments with Logan might even help her. “Me and Ashley have lots of fun together. She is probably curious to see how differently I do it with you. I’d expect her to join before I leave though. How does it feel, my body pressed against yours, both a woman yet a man? You are bringing out the man in me.” Anya could feel an interesting experience pressed against her back side. A woman’s breasts against her back, but further down she felt what only a man should have. At the moment it teased Anya’s rear, but that was not where Aileen intended to put it.

Been a while since I posted a request anywhere. I had technically already posted this a few other places, but maybe it will get fresh eyes here. Mounting the Centauress The basic concept is a loner human adventurer seeking a prize/trophy. In this world a man having a centaur as a mount is a status symbol, the wealthy/nobility can buy ones born in captivity, tamed from birth. If you want to make a real name for yourself you capture and tame one for yourself. There are practical values as well, a mount who can understand what you say, can wield weapons to help fight/defend themselves, and some do target females specifically for sex on the road. This hunter is looking for a female centaur in her prime, young adult or near adult (equivalent of mid-teens). Likely initially catching her in a trap, gradually wearing her down, introducing her to human society and being his mount. Eventually beginning to mate with her. In this story they can bear a human’s child, though they are still born as centaurs. The female would likely have a mix of his children as well as some conceived at breeding farms. The basic story is about ‘teaching’ to believe this was natural, to increasingly grow attracted to him as a human strong enough to tame her, perhaps even believing her kind would be happier in such a state. In the end the pair are a strange mix of owner/pet, master/slave and husband/wife, with a twisted sort of mutual love, though rather different than a human couple’s. These two are the core of the story, but there is possibility build a large setting/side characters around them. Both characters could have infrequent sex with others. A partial list, of kinks that could be included (feel free to suggest others) Non/dub con, shifting to consensual Training/taming. Human/nonhuman (male human, female centaur) Breeding Culture shift Ownership Early on there could be pain used as part of the taming.

Ashley stood back for now, this was a sort of threesome she had not expected to end up in. She also wanted to see what sort of sexual chemistry the other two had. She would probably join in later. Aileen was clearly pleased with the way Anya was acting her clothes off, showing off the unusual sight, a mostly woman’s body, with one exception, already erect and pointed at her, a size close to Logan’s, maybe slightly shorter, but slightly wider. “I was only here for my lunch, can’t spend as much time with you as I’d like, but I’ll give you what we both want.” She walked over to Anya, someone she might have to visit a little more often after this, and after Logan accomplished his goal with her. ”You are a good girl. It’s fine to be excited about what is happening, but you have to remain excited about having sex with others. He will understand, it’s your job, there is nothing wrong with it.” She had walked behind Anya, whispered these things in her ear, while fondling her breast and her other hand teased near her crotch. She was being a coach of sorts, reminding Anya she was a whore after all, but also that there was nothing to be ashamed about about being one. The more people she had sex with the better, it was fine to like some more than others, but it was important that the idea appealed to her. The more she liked it, the more successful she would be.

“She’s going to do you now, since you said that.” Ashley said matter of factly. Her own experience with Aileen told her that much was certain. Not right this second, but Aileen was going to take her before she left the room. “…It is true, don’t want to compete with the boy for your child, but seeing you like this, I want you while it’s still safe. Give me a preview of what you will show him.” She was just like that, casually sexual with many of the women here. It was a little different with Ashley, but Ashley the only one she did it with. It was part of why she loved her job so much. She wanted to see the Anya that Logan would see, an imitation of it at least, though she knew Anya did not have the attraction to her to make it quite the same. ”The idea has potential.” Aileen added, not wanting to say too much before seeing it, but it did sound like something that would probably be good. She was already looking forward to seeing her in it and a sense of how she would act around Logan while wearing it, how much the girl’s desire to be a mother fueled and shaped her sexual desires.

“Well, you better stop taking it now. He’s serious about this, wanting to try daily for a while. Look forward to seeing what you wear for him.” Aileen answered first. Ashley had not spoken much to the mothers, but maybe this was a good time to do so. She left it unsaid both were….closer to their mothers than most, in a way she doubted Anya would be, but there was still some other advice she could probably get from them. “I’ll see what general advice they have for you.” ”For now, I just want to see what you are thinking of for yourself, if it’s ready. It’s rare to see a girl here be so attracted to a specific man. Just remember, to keep it sexual. And don’t mind me, if it turns on my ‘male’ side.” Aileen was being friendly with her warning, reminding her not to cross the line, even if she was going to have his child, but not being judgmental or threatening about it. She could not blame Anya for feeling how she did.

Neither of them had a lot of experience with this sort of thing. Aileen only occasionally did that sort of work, and as a futa, she tended to have a different sort of experience. Ashley tended to get a certain sort of customer as well, did not really have anyone comparable to this. The advice on what to wear was not so easy, though Aileen gave advice in her own way. "Wear, something that tells him you are ready and eager to fuck him until you are pregnant?...Though out of curiosity, is there a chance you already are?" What Logan was paying for here was a promise Anya would go off the birth control that all the girls were provided for free. Of course, it was always optional. There was a chance she had not taken it anyway, but would not have told him if had asked, some girls never took it, or avoided taking it at times without saying anything, if they either wanted a child or got off on the chance of having one with a man like their customers. Aileen wondered if Anya was the sort to take that chance. The little party she wanted was a surprise but not a problem. Neither really knew what to expect, but they would go along and see what would happen. "You are the one who is going to have a really big change, probably soon. Celebrate it however you want." Aileen added. "This is something you really want, isn't it. Do you want me to ask my friends anything, girls that were born here, like the child you are going to have." The experience would be a little different, depending on if it was a boy or a girl. Those two were a little unusual of course, even if Anya had a girl, they would not likely follow quite the same path. There might be some advice though.

The two girls let Anya process it for a bit. It was something big after all. Neither had direct experience with this sort of things, though Ashley was friends with a few other girls who had been born here, similar to the child Anya was going to have fairly soon. “Oh yes, you left quite the impression on him. Did you misunderstand him sneaking off in the morning? Not too surprising for a boy a little shy, like him. It is something that happens here from time to time. You will have to talk to him about what that all means.” Sure, they could have a child together, maybe even several, though fathers of such children tended not be involved due to the circumstances of the place. Usually just knocking the girl up and moving on. She did not know what would happen here, but Logan was clearly not doing this just out of the sexual desire to impregnate Anya.

He was pleased Aliana seemed to start to get it, understood he was being honest. He did not know what she would think of him, after she gave herself completely to her master. He would have to share her, probably with many, but hopefully they could still have something different. Hopefully the general would still approve at that point, especially if he did not seem like he was trying to be possessive. For now she seemed to be warming up to him though. He took his time with her, continuing to tease. "Make as much or as little noise as you want." It was up to her, they could only hide so much. Maybe she would give up trying to hide it at all, that was up to her though. After a moment he began to slide his finger in, explore her insides. He had not done this much before, most of his sexual experience was closer to what Aliana had expected him to do. Short and simple, with other slave girls he was ordered to have sex with. But he heard others talk about ways to please women, and was following that advice now.

That was probably the best position under the circumstances. Less visible. If they were quiet and quick about it there might even be a chance that they would not be noticed. Though he did not want to be took quick either. Wanting to take time to encourage her enjoyment. He laid at her side at first. He could have gone right in, but this was about both of them. He wanted to treat her better. Help her enjoy it. He would not be too quick to kiss her, but his hand roamed a little, getting the feel for her body. It rested on her cheek for a moment, slid down, to her breast, where it rested for a moment, firmly but affectionately groping. His other hand slid down her stomach, to her hips and ultimately between her legs, his fingers teased at the entrance. Trying to encourage her, body, and heart, to let him in. They could not be proper lovers, but they would be fighting together, and maybe there could some sort of connection as man and woman.

He would have preferred a little more enthusiasm, but he could not blame her under the circumstances either. He just hoped she would get into it more as they went, forget her circumstances briefly. He began undressing, leaving his equipment to the side. If she had been a little more into it, he might have undressed Aliana as well, but he let her do it. “When you are ready, if you have a way you would prefer to do it, you can get into position.” He would give her the choice, if she had one, to try to make it a little more appealing.

“Do not feel obligated to do it. You maybe a slave, but so am I.” Since Aliana did not seem completely happy about it, he repeated his insistence. He might be the only man in the camp that would give her a legitimate choice here. Even other slaves might not do the same. “…I can not give you any privacy. If we do it, it will be in the open. Where others will eventually notice. Other than that, I will treat you properly, as if you were my woman.” As a slave, he would never have a wife, or long term partner. In the end, this girl would likely give herself completely to her master, until then, he was only chance to have sex with a man who would treat her as if she had found a partner in her old army. He waited to see what she would do. If they were going to do it, they might as well do it here. No one was around to witness at the moment. He hoped she did feel some desire, there felt like there was some spark of some sort between them when they fought.

The slave could tell what Aliana was thinking. “You wonder if I desire you too? I will be honest with you. I do. But as another slave, though not a woman, I know a little how you feel. I will not force you to do anything. But if you ever want to, I would be happy to do so.” He would not say anything that might pressure her in any way. But he made his feelings clear, it was at least something that could happen. Did Aliana desire it, a man similar to her in many ways, fellow slave and fellow soldier? Perhaps the only man here who did not see her as something to use, or a prize to own.