Hello everyone! Jiro here, ready to bring you chapter 85 of HTHHH! Eighty five. This chapter contains sexual interactions between consenting minors that are also half Pokémon. If you do not like this, then skip this chapter and hope you can grasp the plot progression of sorts this chapter will contain. I thank you for everything, Jiro 'The Father Of Halflings' Uchiha, OTF Inc.
Taka cursed. He had to get back at the Reshiram Halfling in the dungeons. Her emotions, her energy managed to attract Simba, the Pyroar's uncle having shown him dominance that even his father was incapable of. And now, Taka prowled the village grounds, waiting eagerly for an idea to pop into his head. He had to get back at her before sunset, when Jazal, his Kanto native uncle, would arrive. The Lionheart pride was enormous, and led by Simba, despite Jazal's superior age. It was when the Cat King, as Simba was known among felid Halflings, called the Whiskered Shadow, Jazal's dark, eerie name, that Taka knew he was doomed. Jazal was known for beating Halfling's into submission and healing them just to beat them again, all for the sake of making them tougher. Taka had to avoid this Whiskered Shadow, even if it meant giving up his own life.
Saria and Homika sat together, the Gardevoir petting Ajani, her small, white Espurr, the kitten purring as it's huge eyes watched Krom and Kyouhei sparring. The kitten swung it's stubby, fingerless paws in a fashion that mimicked Kyouhei's wild punches. Homika chuckled. "It's nice to see that someone's enjoying himself." She said, and Saria nodded, the Espurr purring as it's ears lifted slightly. Saria turned to Homika. "As A Fairy Halfling, I must know. What was it about Poison Pokémon that drew you to them?" she asked, and Homika sighed.
"It was the way they looked at me. When I met my Pokémon, they all seemed happy to see me. They all liked me, despite the fact that I wasn't human. A lot of people didn't like me because I had horns and a bad attitude. And so, even after I became accepted by hiding who I was, I could at least be myself around them. And Poison Pokémon themselves are looked down on because they can easily defeat Grass and Fairy Pokémon, who are known as some of the most beautiful." She said, and Saria smiled. "I understand how you feel. Trust me, changing type after years as a Psychic Pokémon is really unusual and hard to deal with." She said, and Homika nodded.
Kyouhei jumped back, exhausted from the training. He looked over to Saria and Homika, waving his hand, his shirt stuck to his body. "Why doesn't he take that shirt off? He looks so uncomfortable in it." Saria said, and Homika chuckled. Krom sighed, patting his friend's head, the thought of touching the sweat covered shirt on his friend's back unnerving. "You're doing great Kyouhei. Keep it up, and you might be just as good as me when I come back." He said, and Kyouhei giggled. They heard a chuckle, and turned to see Simba standing there, a happy, relaxed look on his face. "It's nice to see everyone having fun." He stated, and Krom smiled, casting a glance to Simba's attire. "Why are you wearing that?" he asked, and Simba glanced down to the cape clasped around his right shoulder. "Out of respect. Saria, why don't you take Kyouhei over to my place to get cleaned up? Maylene wants to see you." He said, mentioning the Sinnoh native Gym Leader. Saria nodded, grabbing Kyouhei by the arm and dragging him along as he giggled.
Krom and Homika followed Simba on his way to the gates. "So tell me, what is the cape for?" he asked, and Simba sighed, leaning against the gate. "It's out of respect of my only elder left alive. Jazal, my cousin from Kanto, is on his way." Simba said, and Krom hummed. "Are you related to all felines?" he asked, and Simba nodded. "Yes. Each of us have a rank and a title. Jazal is The Whiskered Shadow, Catlord of Kanto and Master of Physical Combat." He said, and Krom hummed. "What's he coming here for?" he asked, and Simba chuckled. "You'll find out soon enough." He said, his eyes glowing. "What about Scar?" he asked, and Simba smiled.
"Scar, called the Pride Master is the Catlord of Kalos and Master of Familial Affairs. It seems fitting that familial issues be dealt with by a lion. My cousin Nemera, a Raikou Halfling, is the Catlady of Johto and Master of Religious and Magickal Affairs. In Hoenn, things are run by my cousin Oreska, Delcatty Halfling and Catlady of Hoenn and Master of Civilized and Human Affairs, known sometimes as The Prim Princess. In Sinnoh, what there is left of it of course, my cousin Elise, a Purugly Halfling, known as The Cats' Eye is Catlady of Sinnoh and Master of Surveillance. In Unova, my cousin Uriel, A Liepard, is Catlord of Unova and Master of Assassination and Funeral related Affairs, and known as the Deathly Whiskers." He said, and Krom frowned. "I've never heard of Uriel He's the one who runs Unova?" he asked, and Simba nodded. "Uriel is a killer, an assassin. A well trained one, as well, seeing as how his existence is only known to a chosen few outside of his family." He said, and Krom chuckled. "No wonder." He said, and looked to a figure approaching from inside the village.
It was a young boy, a Halfling with long, thick arms and thin legs on a sturdy frame, his head shaped oddly. "Simba! Mr. Bishop is going to be alright. Mrs. Fertilesoil said that he'd be fully healed within a year." He said, and Simba smiled, petting the boy's blond hair. "Very good work Shocker, tell Mrs. Fertilesoil that I am glad to hear Mr. Bishop doing so well." He said, and the young Halfling ran off. "That was Shocker, a Young Elekid Nemera send over." He said, and Krom nodded. "Why did he come to tell you about Bishop?" Krom asked, and Simba sighed. "Bishop is the pillar of our civilization. Without Bishop, Arceus would have taken over." He said, and Krom frowned. When Simba realized the Zekrom didn't understand, he sighed.
"When me and Vraakas went insane after our mothers passed on, Bishop single handedly defeated us and calmed us down at the cost of his own humanity. That is why Bishop acted so childish. The battle was so jarring that his mind shattered. Only when war is on the horizon does the calculating Bisharp in him come out." He said, and Krom looked to Simba. "So, do you think this war will change him anymore?" he asked, and Simba shrugged. "If his mind is reassembled, he will become General Bishop once more. And when General Bishop was in his prime, he could hold his own against Arceus himself." He said, an eerie air forming around the trio.
Homika and Krom looked to Simba. "You two should go. Spend a little time alone before Jazal arrives. For once he does, none will remain in their homes. The Whiskered Shadow is to receive the respect of the entire village. Including your nomadic dwarf." He said, and Krom nodded. Before they departed, Krom looked at Simba. "If this Uriel is the Catlord of Unova, what does that make you?" he asked, and the steely eyed Luxray looked to Krom. "I, Simba Lionheart, am the Cat King, Supreme Master of Felines and Affairs, Head Religious Figure, and Gods Blessed Warrior." He said, and Krom nodded, having suspected that Simba held some unknown rank he didn't know about. "You have no other name?" he asked, and Simba smiled. "I am known only as Simba Lionheart, Warrior Shaman and King of Cats." He said, his pupils narrowed to near non-existence.
Homika looked to Krom. "Something bothering you?" she asked, and he shrugged. "What would another regions feline leader be coming here for?" he asked, and she shrugged. "I have heard rumors that when Halflings break Halfling Law, Jazal's men appear in the dark of night and take them to him, where he beats them repeatedly to teach them a lesson, bringing them to the brink of death nine times." He said, and Krom worried for whatever, or whoever, drew him to them directly. Entering their house, Krom sat on the couch, inhaling deeply. "Glenda said that the kids are doing fine. She said that Aja is beginning to show signs of maturity, and may actually walk soon. Same with Magni and Freyja." Homika said, and Krom frowned. "What about Nappa?" she asked, and Homika shrugged. "He is very healthy, but moves very little." She said, and Krom shook his head.
"Healthy and lack of movement normally don't go together." He said, and Homika nodded, sitting next to him and intertwining her fingers with his, Krom's crimson eyes looking into her bright blue eyes. "Glenda has never dealt with a therian born. There are rumors that Therian born are… damaged. Healthy, but incapable of growth akin to other Halflings." She said, and Krom cursed, his teeth grinding together and his grip on Homika's hand tightening. "My son is a demigod! He can't be damaged." Krom said, gritting his teeth, and Homika grabbed his face, looking him in the eyes. "Nappa will be fine. Simba will make sure of that, and Zekrom would not allow his grandson to be ridiculed by anyone. Maybe therian born Halflings just develop slower since they don't have to train to shift. Nappa will be fine, we'll all make sure of it." She said, and Krom sighed, the feeling of Homika's cool hands on his face calming.
"Thank you Homika. I'm glad I have people that care about me." He said, smiling as he grabbed her hands and squeezed them. She smiled, and their eyes locked, the emotion heavy in the room as Homika inhaled. "You know," she began, a hint of something different in her voice. "You never gave me a wedding gift. Not that I'm complaining." She said, her index finger trailing down his chest, chiseled from constant intense physical labor and combat. He chuckled. "And what would you like of me?" he asked, and she smiled. "I don't knoow~" she said, dragging the sound off in a singsong fashion as her finger reached the waistband of his pants, her eyes lightening a shade. Krom smirked. "I think I know what you want." He said, his eyes darkening a shade.
Saria sat with Sable and Maylene, the three enjoying themselves as Simba and Krom's children played, Nappa sleeping against Hella, the Houndoom having taken a liking to the young Halfling. Maylene looked to Saria. "What's it like not being the only woman in Krom's life?" she asked, and Saria giggled. "It's fine. It means that he always has someone to be with, and that he can have more kids than most people." She said, and Sable nodded. "Especially when the other woman is your polar opposite. Saria is bright and Happy, while Homika is nastier, feistier and has a dark past. Like the Sun and Moon." She said, and Maylene blinked.
"But if Homika and Saria are the Moon and Sun, who's Simba's Sun?" she asked, and Sable chuckled. "He's either content with a Moon, or he hasn't found his Sun yet." She said, a hint of evil in her eyes. "You sound like you're ready to kill any woman who gets within five feet of Simba." Saria stated, and Sable shrugged. "I never said anything about killing anyone." She said, and Saria laughed. "But you never said anything about letting them live either." She said, and Sable giggled, the three women happy in each other's company.
The highly advanced Halfling known as Sher-Khan, who was under a year old, watched Nappa as he slept. He walked over to the Halfling, feeling the power radiating off of him. Shockingly enough, this made Sher-Khan take a step back. The Halfling opened his eyes, a grumbling noise coming from low in his throat. "You are quite strong Therian-Born. And yet, what good is that power if you cannot use it?" he asked, and he looked up, seeing his own cousin, Taka, heading in the direction of the Dungeon, a place that was forbidden for all but Chiefs and their guests. He headed in Taka's direction, the older Halfling shrugging him off as he walked. "You are Forbidden from there Cousin." He said, and Taka turned back, his evil green eyes locking on Sher-Khan. "I must kill her. She will be the death of me, and I will not die without her going with me." He said, and Sher-Khan snarled, both Halflings growling and baring their teeth. When both took a step forward, their power surged, their dominance struggle turning into an all-out brawl in the center of the village.
Krom and Homika closed in on each other, Krom's hand traveling to her hair and pulling out the ornaments she wore in her hair and tossing them, her long, white hair falling about her shoulders. Her lips grazed his, her scent, that of snow and a sweet poison, laced with a faint flowery scent filling his nostrils as his scent, that of sheer power and sweat filled hers, causing her to groan lightly as he claimed her lips, her hands on his muscled chest as his hands reached to her shoulders, gripping them tightly as she groaned, her mouth opening slightly as his tongue slipped in, licking the roof of her mouth lightly as she moaned, the two breaking apart for air as their bodies began to throb from carnal instinct.
Krom's nails had sharpened by time Homika pulled her blue and purple dress over her head, revealing the thin strapped black top she wore underneath. His teeth grit together as her arms, which were so cold, wrapped around his neck when they kissed again, his claws tearing through the back of her shirt, allowing it to fall off when they parted, leaving her upper body exposed to him, her round breasts and hardened, puffy nipples visible to him. "Two centuries of growth has done you well My Love." He said, kissing her again as she panted, his hands shooting to her breasts, kneading and teasing them, her skin both hot and cold at the same time, her hands gentle as they fondled the button of his jeans and belt. When he picked her up, standing them up so that she could take off his pants easier, Krom's claws shot to her ass, which was just as cold as they rest of her flesh, the freezing contact causing them both to groan.
His claws grazed the skin of her rear lightly, tearing through the fabric with ease as his hands kneaded the plump, soft flesh, his hands traveling down to her thick thighs as the shorts fell off, Krom kicking his feet to discard his pants without stopping, both of them only in their undergarments. He chuckled, the pale, white complexion of her skin alluring to him compared to the cream color of Saria's, his own skin having become bronze from his constant exposure to the sun. "Who is stripping first?" he asked, his voice deep and grumbling, causing Homika to smile. She hand ran down his stomach, all the way down to his waistband, then lower still to the rigid line of his cock, her smile becoming even more sensual as she leaned closer, her breasts pressing against him. "Perhaps you should." She said, and his hand moved down her stomach to her waistband, a chuckle on his lips.
"If I were to splay you out on my bed right now and thrust my fingers into you, would you have any complaints?" he asked, her knees wobbling as his fingers moved over her core. She moaned, her breathing erratic as she did so. "I wouldn't complain." She said, and he chuckled. "I didn't think so." He said as one of his claws tore straight through her underwear, the fabric falling to the ground as he lifted her up, his hands on her soft, yet cold, ass as he walked towards the single room in their home. Her legs wrapped around his body, her arms around his neck as they kissed, her breasts aflush to his chest. When he kicked the door open, his cock grazed against her thigh, her smile widening as he dropped her on the bed, climbing atop her as he moved his head down to her neck, his sharpened teeth grazing the flesh as he placed kisses on her neck, her head turning as her face flushed with heat. His hands ghosted down her sides, causing her breath to hitch as he smiled.
His tongue trailed down her chest to her breasts, where it passed over her left nipple, his teeth grazing it, his other hand pinching her right nipple, her ragged breath causing Krom to chuckle. "You know, for an Ice type, you're quite hot." He said, and she giggled as his lips trailed the underside of her breasts, her hands, cold and sensual, fisted in his long black hair. He placed kisses on her stomach, ghostly enough to make her back arch slightly as his tongue trailed pass her navel, the sensation causing her to giggle as his head trailed even lower, his glowing red eyes looking back at her with a dark, primal look that spoke of carnal desire.
Sher-Khan panted, Taka standing across from him with his claws out, looking at them. "For the Prince Of Cats, you're terribly weak." He said, and Sher-Khan snarled. His one arm hung limp and blood-drenched at his side, his right eye completely destroyed, the organ slowly, and painfully, regenerating. "As long as I am alive, you will not reach that dungeon." He said, and Taka laughed. "I will. And I don't care who I kill. I MUST take her with me." He said, and Sheer-Khan frowned, electricity cackling around him as flames licked at Taka's mane. The flames cloaked his body, causing him to laugh as he charged Sher-Khan, the Halfling's broken leg making him a sitting duck. A fist exploded from nowhere, catching Taka in the side of the face and nearly tearing his jaw from his body. Sher-Khan turned, seeing Warriorf cracking his knuckles and smiling, his thick, red beard sparkling with metal flecks from his recent work, his muscles thicker and heavier, blood pumping in his veins so hard Sher-Khan SAW it moving. "Cats have nine lives, don't they? Well, I think you might have just lost one." He said, rolling his neck as he walked towards the deranged Halfling.
Krom's tongue passed over her core, causing her breath to hitch as her back arched and she began to pull his hair, his mouth closing over, his chuckle vibrating her most sensitive area, causing her to scream. He pulled his mouth back, one of his thick fingers passing through her folds, then sliding into her, her core slick with juices that smelled of pleasure and snow, the taste like a ghost on his tongue, his tongue trailing from her clit to her navel and back as he slid a second finger into her, her moans become airy and breathless as she began rocking herself towards him, his fingers pulling out and his tongue entering, trailing along her walls as she tightened her legs around his head, nearly tearing his hair from his head as she came, an overflow of juices erupting in Krom's faces, coating his chin and chest, the fluid unsurprisingly chilled, her nature as an Ice Halfling making her colder in nearly every way. He sent a shockwave through himself, charring the fabric he wore and crawling atop her slowly with a smile on his face.
She panted, sweat covering her forehead, her horns having emerged as she wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Fuck me, that was amazing." She said, and Krom smiled. "As you wish My Love." He said, and she blinked, about to ask him what he meant when he cut her off by thrusting himself inside her.
Simba frowned, looking at the crumpled Halfling. "Why did he change?" he asked, and Jazal looked to him, seeing to his wounds. "I know not. Perhaps he was always like this, and perhaps something pushed him." The Persian Halfling said, his one crystal blue eye watching the boy as he slowly recovered. Simba watched Sher-Khan stalk off, snarling and angry. "He doesn't take getting beaten very well." He said, and Jazal chuckled. "He's a Prince. He doesn't like being outshined by any other than the King or a God." He said, and Simba nodded. "I just hope he doesn't hurt anyone with his anger." He said, and Jazal nodded. "Perhaps he can take comfort in the fact that Shira is safe and Taka is with me." He said, and Simba chuckled. "Don't kill him." He said, and Jazal nodded, throwing Taka over his shoulder. "Oh, I won't kill him. I'll just rip his heart out a few times and heal him." He said, laughing as he walked off.
Simba sighed as his elder walked off. The dwarf looked to him. "What did he mean?" he asked, and Simba sighed. "Jazal is sometimes called The Heartbreaker, Heartsnatcher, or sometimes the Devil's Cat. In Kanto, in an abandoned Team Rocket building, Jazal holds inter species gatherings to promote friendliness, whilst he has three huge underground chambers said to be filled with the hearts of his recruits. With Jazal's ability to heal everything nearly, tearing someone's heart out a few times does nothing but make them obey him." He said, and the dwarf chuckled. "That's one way to get your subjects to listen."
Krom grunted as Homika became tighter, her form becoming paler as a mask of ice wrapped around her face, her eyes becoming almond shaped. Her body thickened, her forearms changing shape as two ghostly fins formed on them, her mask open at the top, leaving room for a diamond shaped part of her skin to show. Her hair became thinner as her voice became much more lyrical, Krom's thrusts bringing on some form of therian transformation in Homika. Electricity danced around Krom and Homika as he thrusted harder and faster, their minds linking once again, the feelings, sensation and emotions the other felt melding together as they both panted, ice and electricity dancing about them as scales formed over Krom's arms and back, his skin growing darker as he roared, a sound that drown out Homika's lyrical wail of pleasure and shook the house as they came, Homika's form returning to normal as Krom exhaled sharply, panting as his scales faded and he collapsed on Homika, rolling so that she lay on his chest. He placed a hand on her back as his consciousness faded, chuckling for no reason at all.
Simba clenched his fists, angered that he didn't see the development in Taka sooner. Sighing, he looked to Shira, who he was sitting in front of. "Why am I still here? I just want you to kill me already." She said, and Simba chuckled. "You will not be killed by me. Nor will I allow any more of my villagers to harm you intentionally." He said, and she looked to herself, her eyes filling with tears. "I'm standing in pain, not wearing anything at all, with you sitting there glowering at me like a King discontent with his Servant." She said, and he laughed. "You are my guest. Royal Guests hold much esteem. Regardless of whether you are a prisoner or not. As the Cat King, I will do with you what I want, when I want. You must only wait." He said, and he saw the tears run down her face. Simba chuckled. "Very well. In six hour's time, you will be released." He said, vanishing before her head could shoot up in hope.
Hours later, after Krom and Homika had awoken and showered, the Ice Halfling was called over to Glenda's hut, and Saria was told that Rusalka, Saria's mysterious Jynx, was ill, and she went to tend to her Pokémon. Krom sighed, walking the village, feeling refreshed as he breathed in the air. He wondered if Jazal had arrived, and when he ran into Simba, he smiled. "Just the cat I was looking for. Has Jazal arrived?" he asked, and Simba chuckled. "You missed him. He'd have drawn the entire village, but by time he arrived, your dwarf had nearly killed Taka. The boy was ill, and Jazal is going to cure him." He said, and Simba nodded. "He's the Kanto Catlord, right? So where's his base?" he asked, and Simba chuckled. "Saffron City. Old Team Rocket controlled Silph Co. building in the center of town. Can't miss it." He said, and Krom nodded. Simba looked to him. "I need you to come with me." He said, and Krom nodded, following Simba to the entrance to the dungeon.
"This is what Taka was nearly killed for. He disrupted the peace amongst the Catlords for this." He said, leading Krom down into a tunnel, the system carved out long ago, but known intimately by Simba. He reached a large chamber. "This is where Vraakas was held. Now, it's used for Royal Prisoners." He said, and Krom walked ahead of him, entering the room as Simba's presence vanished. Krom stopped, looking at the slumped, weakened figure that stood chained. Reshiram sent her as an assassin. Saria was her target. Simba's voice said in Krom's mind. Krom nodded, walking forward. "Come to taunt me again? Tell me I'm not really getting released? Why won't you kill me?" she asked, her head down. Krom frowned, missing the feisty, fiery person she was. He felt his fists clench as the scales formed over his arms, black and sturdy. "You give up easily." He said, and her head shot up, hope and shock in her blue eyes. "Krom!" she said, smiling for the first time since her capture.
Krom folded his scaled arms, and Shira bowed her head slightly. "I know why you're in here." He said, and she sighed. "I'm so sorry. She just… manipulated me so easily." She said, and Krom sighed. "As long as you promise not to listen to your mother again." He said, and she smiled. "I missed you Shorty." She said, and he chuckled, cutting her chains with his claws as she fell into his arms. When she straightened herself, she realized the he was slightly taller than her, making her the shorter one of the duo. "Who's short now?" he asked, and she chuckled. "Come, let's get you taken care of." He said, pulling his shirt off and wrapping it around her shoulders.
When they made it back to Krom's house, Clera was waiting for them, the Leavanny having cleaned and prepped the house for Shira's arrival. "Thank you Clera." He said, and the Pokémon nodded, bowing. Shira exhaled sharply, the bug Pokémon humming as the energy filled her, her bruises and strains slowly fading. When the bug finished, the Halfling felt reborn, her strength nearly replenished and her pains as faint as the bug's distrust of Shira. When the Pokémon bowed to Krom, the Zekrom smiled. "I am in your debt Clera." He said, and she smiled, leaving the room to tend to the rest of the village. Shira smiled. "Your Pokémon are really kind." She said, stretching her muscles as Krom's crimson eyes watched every move. "They learned from Saria. She is the kindest of us three." He said, and she blinked. "Three?" she asked, and he nodded.
"I know not how much of my life you pay attention to, but I am married to both Saria and Homika." He said, and Shira blinked. "Two wives?" she asked, and he chuckled. "Of course. Would you expect any less of Zekrom's son?" he asked, and she chuckled. "I guess not." She said, enjoying the light, happy air of the house. "I'm surprised that you have two wives already. You're only what, twelve? Thirteen?" she asked, and he chuckled. "Twelve years. Saria is slightly older than me, and Homika is two centuries old. You are older than me by what, a few years?" he asked, and she nodded. "I'm surprised that Homika married you. Since you're still a kid, doesn't that-" she began, a glare from Krom's dark crimson orbs stopping her in her tracks. "Regardless, I can't wait to see what your kids look like." She said, giggling. "Which ones?" he asked, and she froze, whirling to look him in the yes. "You have children already?" she asked, and he nodded. "Four. Two boys, Magni and Nappa, both strong, and Nappa Therian Born. And two girls, Freyja and Aja, both beautiful, and Aja a different color." He said, and she blinked.
"Four kids, a slew of Pokémon, a whole planet worth of Arceus worshippers trying to kill you, along with King Simba the Snarky every day? Your life must be harrowing." She said, and he chuckled, watching her get accustomed to moving again. "Of course not. I enjoy every second of my life. Even my losses are important to me, because they help me realize that I, and by extension, my loved ones, are not completely invincible." He said, and she smiled. "Soo, where are your wives?" she asked, and Krom chuckled. "One of Saria's Pokémon fell ill, so her and Kyouhei are tending to the situation, and Glenda called Homika to her, for an unknown reason." He said, and she nodded. "I see."
"If my wives' locations are important to you, I may have to rescind my trust." He said, and she sighed. She sat on the bed, falling back and looking at the ceiling. "I know, it's just.. I spent all that time in that dungeon because of my mother. I don't know what to do with my life now." She said, and he nodded. "You can start by remembering that you are in the bed of your former enemy." He said, and she blinked, looking around and sighing. "And what of it? Are you going to kill me? Or are you going to throw me back in the dungeon?" she asked, and he chuckled. "I could kill you just as easily as I could fuck you, with you being nearly naked and all." He said, and she blinked, noticing that she lay with her legs spread slightly and her shirt, Krom's shirt, open on her, her white gold skin looking radiant in the bright room. Krom's scales receded as he smirked.
Shira smiled, propping herself on her hands, conveniently letting the shirt fall off her shoulders as she smiled at Krom. "Well then, what are you going to do?" she asked, and he smirked, his glowing crimson eyes locked onto her bright blue eyes. "I can do a lot of things, but I think.." he began, his body hovering over hers, "I'll try to drive you insane with my cock." He said, chuckling as he climbed atop her, his scales starting to appear again on his arms.
Homika and Saria blinked, watching the spectacle in front of them. "What do you think caused this?" Homika asked, and Glenda shrugged. "I think it's Krom. He's been releasing an odd energy that's empowered everyone. Even Chief Bishop and Kyurem are recovering faster than expected thanks to it, that's the most likely cause." She said, and Saria nodded. "Is there anything bad about it?" she asked, and Glenda smiled, shaking her head. "No. The energy, which Krom is releasing now, is unique, and has had no negative effects on anyone in the village." She said, and Homika frowned.
"When was the last time you felt this energy?" she asked, and Glenda hummed. "Six hours ago I believe. Why?" she asked, and Homika folded her arms. "Something doesn't seem right about this." She said, and they heard a chuckle. "Nothing is ever truly right Homika." They heard, turning to see Simba, his royal regalia removed, his eyes locked on the same thing they were watching. "This energy is unique, and vaguely therian in it's intensity. I theorize that if whatever Krom is doing causes him to shift into a fully therian form, he will completely heal Bishop and Kyurem, on top of empowering some children to the point of evolution. It will be a very interesting time." He said, and Saria frowned.
"You make it sound like you planned this." She said, narrowing her crimson orbs at the Cat King. He laughed, turning around, chuckling as he walked away. "Why, whatever do you mean Saria? I had nothing to do with this." He said, his pupils wide as he glanced back at them. Saria and Homika looked at each other, then back to Nappa, who was feasting on raw meat, his small, but sharp teeth grit as he rended the flesh from the corpse of the Swablu. "At least we know he's okay." Saria said, and Homika nodded. "He's Krom's kid. He'll be more than alright." She said, and Saria smiled, watching her son as he screeched.
Krom's lips grazed over Shira's, his breath hot on her face and neck. They began to snarl, Krom's larger, more dominant aura affecting the balance of the situation, Dragon Halflings normally being female dominated. When Shira's head turned to the side, Krom descended, his tongue passing over the lobe of her ear, his breath hot on her neck as he bit into her shoulder, causing her to call out as the electricity ran through her veins. He removed his teeth, his tongue running across her neck as she panted. His hand ran down her shoulder to her breast, her white gold skin darker than Saria's or Homika's. He ran his clawed his clawed finger around her nipple, pinching it as she arched her back slightly, his other hand shooting down to her pussy, his scaled finger releasing jolts of electricity that vibrated her as one of his dark scaled fingers entered her.
She called out, her body releasing intense heat that collided with his electricity, the two coated in a blazing aura of orange energy. His breath was hot in her ear as he chuckled. "Are you ready to be driven insane yet?" he asked, and she responded with a whimper, her eyes hazed over with lust and desire as she stared up at him. He smiled, and when Shira went to open her mouth, she was flipped over, her ass in the air as she stood up on her hands and knees, looking back at Krom momentarily before he slammed into her, causing her to howl, the eerie sound reverberating throughout the village.
Krom chuckled as she pressed herself against him, seemingly desperate. Krom's nostrils opened, the smell of fire and metal entering his nose. "You seem very eager for a virgin." He said, and she responded by growling, causing him to smirk again as he pulled back, slamming back in as he felt her body shake against him. His cock, which was also coated in black scales, released electricity into her, vibrating her from the inside, causing her to groan as he thrusted again. He was moving slow, intentionally making her desperate for more of the friction, the feeling, of him. She groaned as he sped up, his breath on her neck as he ran his sharp teeth across her neck, causing her to throw her head to the other side, feeling his scaled chest against her back as he mounted her, her nature as a Dragon Halfling defeated by the intense friction their unique natures melding together as the orange aura intensified.
Krom grunted, the wet, hot tightness of Shira causing him to groan. As a Fire Halfling, Shira was incredibly warm all over, unlike Homika, who was so sensually, erotically cold. He slammed in again, primal desire overtaking him, as she called out, losing her ability to balance on her arms as she fell face first into the pillows, Krom halting his movement as she did.
Shira pressed her ass into his pelvis harder. "Why'd you stop!?" she asked, frustrated with him. He rolled them over, sitting them up so that she was on his lap. He leaned back on his own palms as he chuckled. She grinded herself against them, her whimpers airy as she glared at him. "Move!" she called out, and Krom chuckled, bucking his hips once as she yelped, groaning for more. "Insane yet?" he asked, and she snarled at him, bouncing on him. "I'll get you for this." She said, and he rose a brow, bucking his hips again. "How?" he asked, and she groaned. "Just move already!" she screamed, and he hummed. "I said that I would drive you insane with my cock, did I not? What reason do I have to change my mind?" he asked, and she snarled at him, bouncing again.
"I don't know, just move!" she called out, sounding desperate as she placed her palms on his thighs and began to lift herself up, dropping down. "Now now, I can't have you pleasuring yourself." He said, leaning against her back and placing his hands on her breasts, rubbing her hard nipples as he held her still. "Do something!" she called out, and he hummed. "I am. I'm driving you insane." He said, and she grit her teeth hard enough to cause her jaw pain. "I swear if you don't move I'll-" "You'll what?" he said, cutting her off as he bucked his hips again. "You'll die from a ruptured heart because I'm driving you insane. Come now, you must have a good reason why I shouldn't nearly kill you with my cock." He said, thrusting again. "Because.." she said, a sincere emotion in her eyes. Krom's eyes narrowed.
He thrusted against her, his hands fondling her breasts as he began to thrust against her rapidly, his body, and by extension, his cock, increasing in size as he felt energy run through his veins. Standing, he used his strength and speed to spin her around on his cock, her breasts against his chest as her legs wrapped around his waist, his hands on her ass. "I think it's time we change things up a bit." Krom whispered, falling back as she fell into his chest, his cock buried as deep in her as it could be. She screamed, laying on his chest as she came, clenching around him as she heated up, Krom groaning as they heard a snap.
Krom rolled them over quickly, his head changing shape as a small horn erupted from his nose, his back clenching as wings erupted from his back, draconic and similar to his father's in appearance. His claws clenched the sheets of the bed as he came, both Halfling's unleashing intense energy.
Saria and Homika froze at the energy as the entire village began to glow. They were in shock as they felt themselves increase in power, their own bodies glowing as they walked through the village. "My gods, what kinda power does Krom have?" Homika asked, and Saria just wondered what the energy would do to her children.
Stopping on the way to their hut, Homika frowned. "When the energy was released last time, I was with Krom. Energy is being released now. Something tells me that the heat I feel ain't Krom's." she said, frowning. "So, what do you make of this?" Saria said, and Homika hummed. "Krom and I were fucking at the time this energy was released, which means he had to have just had sex to release this energy." She said, shaking her head as they headed back to their house. "Kyurem, Bishop and everyone else have been healed and empowered by a twelve year old pussy magnet. Great." She said, rolling her eyes. "A dozen Babiri Berries says Simba had everything to do with everything." She said, and Saria chuckled.
"I think I'll turn that bet down. We all know Simba was involved." She said, looking to the tree where the Cat King stood, smiling down at them, his royal regalia blowing in the breeze.
DOONE. HOPE YOU LIKE, AND IT'S NEAR 7K WORDS WASN'T TOO MUCH. STAY TUNED FOR MORE. I LOVE YOU ALL, AND THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING, JIRO 'The Father Of Halflings' Uchiha, One Twisted Fuck Inc.
PS. This would've been done yesterday, but the library comp rebooted and I lost a thousand words and didn't have time to re-write them. Thanks.