A/N: This story takes place sometime after book 6 because Col is in it, but there are no spoilers from any of the novels. This is rated M for a reason. It's not vanilla. You've been warned.
"Mister Lawrence," Col said, "there was only one letter for you-" he held up a letter.
Before Lawrence could take it, Holo snatched it out of the boy's hands and sniffed it. Satisfied it was not from a woman, she threw it at his chest. Lawrence fumbled to catch it before opening it.
"Lawrence,
Wanted to let you know that dildos have been selling really well here. My friend Peter Castaldo is a craftsmen, mention my name and he'll give you a better price. I recommend investing, the local women can't get enough of them.
— Weiz
P.S. Did you do her yet?"
Lawrence shook his head and sighed after reading the last line, typical Weiz. Then he folded up the letter and placed it in his pocket. Holo and Col looked at him, anxious to know what the letter said.
"It seems there's a new product selling well in Pazzio, and they come pretty cheap here."
"What is it?" Col asked curiously.
"Um," he scratched the back of his head, "an item for women's use. It cures hysteria" that was the cleanest answer he could give.
Before the boy could ask what hysteria was, Holo moved in and snatched the letter out of Lawrence's pocket. He tried to grab it back, but failed. Her tail swished back and forth as she read it, it was almost obvious that she was concealing laughter Her tail still swished as she handed it back to him, "Are you going to invest?"
"It seems worthwhile," he smiled and asked, "would you like one?" He couldn't resist, even knowing he probably just set his own trap.
"You do not fear I should find myself so content that the answer to your friend's question will always be negative?"
"Or perhaps it will fill you with so much desire the answer will soon be positive."
"Maybe if you were able to say so without your face turning that shade of pink," after Holo said that she started laughing to herself.
Lawrence realized he was blushing and was at a loss for words. Col had no idea what was going on.
"So will we be off to make this investment then?"
Lawrence nodded, and the three of them headed out.
They didn't have much trouble finding Castaldo's workshop. Lawrence wasn't sure if he should have Col wait outside to spare his innocence, or bring him along and make the experience educational in trade, if not in other matters. He decided it would be best for the boy to wait outside, but to help him feel useful he gave him some coin and sent him on errands.
Entering they found what looked like a modest craftsman's shop aside from the fact that it was filled from floor to ceiling with phallic objects made from wood, leather, glass, stone or some combination of those materials.
"How may I be of service to this happy couple?" said a man whittling a block of wood into the shape of male genitalia behind the counter.
Lawrence laughed, "I was wondering where we might find Peter Castaldo."
"Speaking," he stood up and extended his hand, Lawrence shook it.
"My name's Kraft Lawrence, but I go by Lawrence for business, I'm a traveling merchant. My friend Weiz tells me you're excellent at your trade."
"Good to know the clap hasn't killed him yet," he turned his attention to Holo, "are we purchasing a gift for this lovely lady today?" Holo played the part of an innocent maiden and feigned embarrassment, "What is your name if you do not mind me asking?"
"'tis Holo," she extended her hand and he kissed it.
"I'm sure I have something here that would be to your liking-"
"Actually," Lawrence interrupted the flirting taking place in front of him, "I'm interested in wholesale. Weiz tells me there are buyers in Pazzio. I'd like to see how it goes, and if things turn out well I'd be happy to stop here every year on my route."
"Alright, come on back I'll show you my stock," he led them to a back room, "I don't recommend the glass for travel, but if you can get them to your destination unbroken they'll earn you a nice profit," he opened a crate and took out a few dildos, "these sell well, I can clump them together or sell them separately. But don't let me tell you everything," he looked to Holo again, "certainly take the lovely Holo's taste into consideration as well."
"Might I ask you a question?" she asked.
"Certainly,"
"Would you happen to have any modeled after the virility of beasts?" Peter smiled, Lawrence began to feel slightly jealous, "say wolves perhaps?"
"I'm sorry to say I don't have any wolves,"
Holo's ears drooped beneath her hood, Lawrence sighed in relief.
"But," he continued, "I've been working on something even better. I haven't revealed them to anyone else yet, but since you're friends of Weiz…" he went to a large box in the back corner of the room, opened it and motioned for Holo and Lawrence to look inside, "these are modeled after the genitalia of dragons."
Holo was intrigued, Lawrence felt dread. If Holo were to make two fists and place them on top of each other, it would be slightly smaller than the smallest dragon dildo in the box. The largest would put even his horse to shame.
"So what do you think?"
Holo grinned mischievously.
"You say you've never sold any before?"
"Not wholesale, I was first asked to commission these by *cough*EveBoland*cough* a few nobles whose names I have sworn to secrecy for obvious reasons. But I think the general public would enjoy these"
"How much?"
"I'll sell you the crate of 69 for 10 lumione."
"I see, and what of your usual stock?"
"5 lumione."
Holo looked at Lawrence, then at the crate of dragon dildos, then back at Lawrence then back at the crate then back at Lawrence: what she wanted was obvious. He felt a twinge in his gut. No human could ever measure up to the contents of that box. They might appeal to a few perverse nobles, but would the average person buy something so ridiculously huge?
"I'll take a crate of the common ones," Lawrence replied, "but would you mind giving me some time to think about purchasing your more… unique models?"
"Of course," he turned to Holo, "What do you think Miss Holo?"
"They are quite," she looked at Lawrence, "impressive."
He nearly lost his composure.
"I don't normally do this, but since your companion is so lovely, perhaps I could allow her to try one out to aid in your decision making."
Holo's ears perked up and her tail began to swish, Lawrence felt a sensation similar to being stabbed.
"Consider it a gift, I'll let her take her pick at the lot."
She looked at Lawrence like a puppy eagerly anticipating a treat. He sighed and raised his hand to his face, "I suppose that would be alright."
Holo did not hesitate to start looking through the crate. "How would she even be able to take something so huge?" he thought. In reality she was a giant wolf capable of swallowing a man whole but could she even use one as a wolf? He didn't feel much relief when he saw she selected one of the "small" models.
"Let's go back to the inn while the boy is still out, yes?"
"I guess I'll be back tomorrow to let you know my decision, you have my thanks." The men shook hands before Holo and Lawrence left.
Lawrence was surprised that Holo didn't shut him out of the room when they got back. Instead she rummaged through his things until she found some leather straps. She tied them around the dragon dildo and then around her waist and legs. Next she put a considerable amount of lard on it. He looked puzzled, unsure of what she was doing.
Then she stood up. She had turned the dragon dildo into an erection of her own. "Bend over," she said.
"What?!" he said as he felt her jerk his arm down, causing him to bend over.
"Do not tell me you did not know that men also enjoy these," she whispered in his ear, "all men have thought about doing this."
"Holo-"
She kicked him in the back of the knee, causing him to fall to the ground. Then she reached around to his front and undid his fly before yanking his pants down.
"Do not worry," she trailed kisses from the base of his neck to his ear, "I will be gentle."
He would've protested but her kisses had already made him hard. While continuing to kiss his neck and ears she slid her hands beneath his shirt and felt up the well toned body only merchants that hauled heavy cargo regularly could attain. Wanting more of him exposed she moved her hands to remove his vest and shirt and continued to kiss him to keep him nice and hard, and to prevent him from protesting. When they were off she kissed up and down his back while her hands grabbed his ass.
"Holo-" he said faintly trying to protest.
"You are physically stronger," she whispered, "if you truly wished to stop me you would have done so by now. But deep inside you are a slut begging to be fucked in the ass. You cannot deny this."
He turned to look at her, his face was flushed, "something of that size… are you insane?"
"Do not deny it," she kissed his cheek, "I am sure you will find it," she kissed him again, "quite, pleasurable."
"But it's too big…"
"Shhhh," she stroked his hair lovingly.
"Holo, I poop from there-"
She kissed his lips, "Lawrence," hearing her say his name warmed his heart, "I will be gentle, submit," she kissed him again, "and," she kissed him again, "give yourself over to absolute pleasure."
"This is.. for business purposes."
Holo kissed him on the cheek before slowly lowering herself onto him and grabbing his cock with one hand. She lightly thrusted as she went in slowly. When he winced in pain at it's girth, she reassured him that he could take it and that all pain would turn to pleasure while continuing to massage his manhood.
Satisfied he had taken enough of it in she began thrusting harder, every time it hit his prostate it sent waves of pleasure through his body. When she took a break he turned around to look at her,
"Why did you stop," he pushed his ass against her taking it back in.
"Your face is priceless," she said. His face was beet red and he realized he had been drooling. But any embarrassment he felt was overrode when she began thrusting again, filling him with pleasure. For Lawrence it was thrilling, chilling and fulfilling, it was better than anything he had ever experienced in his life. When he came he let out a moan loud enough for people outside to hear, and shot out more than enough cum to piss off even the owner of a brothel. After he collapsed on the floor, Holo asked him, "Will you be investing?"
Still experiencing after shock from the most powerful orgasm of his life, Lawrence spoke while still catching his breath, "I am buying… every single one… he has in stock."
The next day they went back, and Lawrence did buy every dragon dildo in stock. When they went back to Pazzio the prices had become incredibly inflated and no one had seen anything as amazing as a dragon dildo. Crowds were stunned when Holo showed off her clever use of leather straps so that women could wear them and fuck men or other women. They made enough money for Lawrence to open two shops.
Still being conservative, he only opened one shop. Not surprisingly he went into the dildo business and became the first merchant to sell Holo's new invention: the strap on. He gained good standing in the community, for with every phallus sold, a free sample of lube was given. Col became old enough to set out on his own and ran crates of dildos back forth for him. Peter even became inspired enough to start crafting wolf dildos, and as thanks for the boom in business, gave Holo two crates: one containing 69 wolf dildos in normal sizes and one containing but a single wolf dildo large enough to satisfy her wolf form.
They rolled in profits. Horse had all the carrots and oats he wanted, Eve and Amarti died in fires, Lawrence was able to purchase some Narwhal flesh, eat it, and become immortal (along with his horse), Holo ate honey pickled peaches every day, and soon enough Lawrence proposed. On their honeymoon, Holo surprised Lawrence with another invention that would increase their profits exponentially: the double sided dragon dildo.
They lived and fucked happily ever for the rest of eternity. The end.