The party was split, but only temporarily. They'd all earned a break, and had chosen different locations to spend their few days off before they would return to their travels.
Sophia had decided to spend her time reconnecting with Eliza, a friend from her home town that she'd known since they were both kids. Gossip abounded when Sophia returned to town with the only apparent goal of spending time with Eliza.
Neither of them minded the town shipping them of course, it was kind of fun feeling the excited energy in the air. And when that got tiring, they could go for a walk outside the village; a rare luxury in these parts, as monsters were quick to attack unguarded townspeople.
But wise monsters fled from Sophia, not the other way around, and the two enjoyed a lovely time together. So lovely in fact that after barely an hour, moans could be heard echoing from the woods.
Children of the town imagined that Sophia was protecting Eliza from ghosts. The elders chuckled, listening to their stories and knowing full well the source of the sounds.
Eliza was naked, back against the soft ground with her fingers tangled in Sophia's hair, the warrior's tongue buried deep in her familiar folds, seeking out seek points and assaulting them.
It'd been too long since her last visit, Sophia had nearly lost control more than once throughout the day.
Eliza hadn't been ignorant to what Sophia had been after when she suggested a walk through the woods, though hadn't been expecting her to focus so fully on her for so long. She worried she'd need to keep the poor girl waiting even longer while she caught her breath.
She didn't know if futas could experience blue balls but it was hardly how she wanted to repay Sophia.
Happily and unwitting solution to the problem made itself known shortly after Eliza reached what must have been her third climax.
It seems her screams had attracted a genuine spirit; though not a ghost. Known as Float-O-Copiers, the misty spirits had no true form of their own, merely morphing into those they saw.
Attempting to copy Sophia yielded.. Mixed results. For while it granted the spirit the strength of the warrior, it didn't copy any weapons or armor; it copied her as she as was; stark naked. Sophia looked between her confused copy and her lover, as though asking permission.
Still tired, Eliza giggled, giving her a nod. The copy spirit gasped in surprise as it was pinned to the ground, Sophia buried her cock to the base inside… well, herself. It was slightly eerie hearing herself scream as she was plowed into the dirt, but she was too horny for it to stop her.
Eliza watched as Sophia rutted her doppelganger in a rough mating press. She couldn't see it from this position, but she figured if she was a perfect copy, she must also be a futa..
Perhaps when she was rested, Eliza could make up for Sophia being so rough with her~
Alena decided to spend her time off competing in a local tournament.
Any form of combat was allowed, but she'd gotten through to the final match without any kind of serious wound. Now there was only one opponent, one that made Alena rethink her usual strategy.
Prima Donna.
The busty pink haired woman didn't look like the spellcaster she reported to be, despite the wand in her hand.
She was dressed in a bunny girl outfit, one that appeared to be having a hard time containing her plump tits. The martial artist had to pry her eyes off them before the battle began.
'It is the final round,' Alena thought to herself with a grin as she cast her hat aside, rushing the bunny girl magic user. 'Let's give 'em a show~'
Prima Donna fired balls of fire and shards of ice at Alena that she bobbed and weaved between gracefully, reaching Prima Donna and knocking her legs out from under her.
She braced herself to hit the hard ground, but instead Alena caught her with her leg, preventing her from falling.
By the time she realized why, her arms had already been tied behind her back; Alena having used her cape as an impromptu rope.
Alena smiled, letting Prima Donna drop to the ground, albeit less painfully than she would have otherwise.
Alena moved around, admiring the bunny girl's bouncing ass as she struggled against the cape. When it looked like she might wriggle free, Alena simply leaned over and retightened the binding before stepping back and starting to strip down.
The audience gasped and cheered at the sight, frustrating Prima Donna even further; though frustration yielded to surprise when she felt something cold and rigid pressed against her crotch.
Eyes widening, she realized it was her wand. Alena was grinding its spherical end against her, using it like a pleasure toy. Alena was willing to bet it had been used for such a purpose before, and while she was correct, Prima Donna still thought it was rude.
When she refused to yield to the teasing, Alena leaned down again; ripping the outfit at the crotch. Prima Donna gasped, shivering as she felt it against her exposed pussy; already damp from the teasing.
"N-no please, everyone is watching!" She begged.
"Do you yield~?" Alena questioned in a sing-song voice, giving her a chance.
When only silence and an insult followed, Alena forced the wand inside roughly, forcing a lewd cry from the bunnygirl that got anyone who wasn't worked up already sweating as well.
"You had your chance~" She reminded her as she worked the wand deeper. Alena let go for a few moments, leaving it lodged in her Prima Donna's tight cunt as she flipped the bunny woman over
Next Alena moved down and took a seat on the bunny girl's face. She locked her legs beneath her head, and leaned over, grabbing the shaft of the wand and starting to move it.
The sensation of the large magical gem moving inside her caused another cry, this one muffled against Alena's wet slit as it pressed against her mouth.
As the grip of Alena's powerful thighs around her head got painful, and Alena's mercy with the wand lower and lower, Prima Donna realized she should have yielded. It wasn't just her wand being used as a sex toy now, it was her whole body, with half the town watching..