House Tour

On a rather wide path winding through the forest right near the edge of Nighthaven, a band of three walked along while chatting, two Wolvar marching side by side with a feline sandwiched between the pair, big smiles on each of their faces. The trio had just come back from a long and arduous quest in a faraway land, having spent nearly three months away from their homes while they assisted an outpost near the other end of the continent. Suel had the most pep in his step out of the three, a huge smile plastered on his face from the moment that they had begun their return trip and never waning for a moment, excited to get back home and get together with all of his feral friends again. He shared a house with Jerv, another Wolvar but a huntress instead of a druid like he was, her tail gently flitting in the air as she rested her rifle on her shoulder. All three of the hunter's pets were following right behind the group, occasionally stopping to sniff and prod at the ground before sprinting to catch up with the rest, her pack made up of a spirit wolf, a spirit boar, and a spirit cat. The final member of the merry band of travellers was another druid named Drood, though he was a cat unlike Suel, two horns snaking up from his head as his glowing yellow eyes scanned the forest around them. Suel noticed the feline's curious looks, giving him a soft slap on his back, 
"Moonglade looks a little different than what you're used to, huh?" 
Drood nodded, still admiring the gigantic trees that seemed to stretch right into the skies, the untamed forest showing no signs of ending or thinning out even though they had been walking through it for hours now, 
"It's… very beautiful for certain."
Though the feline had been friends with both Suel and Jerv for quite some time now, he hadn't ever visited their home before, their return from their adventures offering up a perfect opportunity for him to stay over for a while before continuing his journey by way of the winged Hippogryphs rented out in the nearby town of Nighthaven. The female Wolvar smirked and adjusted the rifle on her shoulder, 
"Don't get me wrong, I certainly appreciate a nice forest just as much as the next gal, but all of you druid folk seem to get all teary eyed at the sight of this place."
The two druids chuckled as Suel shook his head, 
"You'd be emotional too if you had the same level of connection to the nature all around us. Plus, I don't advise that you start throwing stones about getting emotional quite that quickly, just remember that I've seen you with a pack of wolf puppies before. Talk about getting teary eyed~"
"Hey, c'mon, you can't say that they weren't really cute. You would've started crying too if one of them had licked your nose."
Laughing, the trio continued their relaxed parade down the dirt path, the shade of the trees covering them from the scorching midday sun. 

Trotting along, Jerv soon felt something wet and cold poking her in the back, glancing over her shoulder to see her spirit wolf pet staring up at her with his bright glowing blue eyes, his dark blue coat rippling with sparks and crackles of electricity as he panted, his tongue hanging out of his maw, 
"What's the matter Skoll? Thirsty?" 
The feral licked his lips, the Wolvar stopping and squatting down, setting her rifle down before pulling out a bowl and a water skin from her rucksack, pouring the last of her water into the bowl. Each of the three pets quickly gathered around the bowl to suck up the water, the ghostly pale boar greedily trying to nudge the white cat out of the way before Jerv gave him a gentle flick on the nose, 
"Hey, Gullin, stop that! Let Loque'nahak get a sip as well, there's plenty enough for you all, no need to fight for it." 
The huntress patted and scratched the three ferals as she watched them drink, feeling a slight tickle of dryness in her throat as well but wanting to make sure that her pets were taken care of before she was. While she was tending to her animals, the two shamans slowly continued down the road, keeping at a crawling pace so that the woman could catch up to them after she was done. Excited about all of the new sights and what had been promised would be luxurious accommodations after months of mostly camping and roughing it out in the wilderness, Drood brushed off some of the dust that clung to his lights brown fur and his clothes, sighing, 
"I can't wait to get a good night's sleep, I'm not sure if my back could've handled a single more night in that cramped little tent."
"I'm not sure my lower half could've handled another night either~" 
The two snickered for a brief moment before the feline looked back to the approaching hunter and her pets, a slight worry creeping onto his face, 
"Hey… about that… thing that you saw last week. I just wanted to make sure… you're… you're not going to tell anyone, including her, right?" 
Suel winked, 
"Don't worry, I won't tell a soul~" 
"Thank you." 
Jerv poked her head between the two, smirking, 
"What are you two boys whispering about~?" 
The Wolvar druid playfully poked her in the belly, 
"Oh, we're just wondering if you're going to buy yourself a collar soon enough, seeing how much time you're spending under those three pets~"

After almost an hour more of light marching, the Wolvars' house finally came into view, peeking over the treetops in the distance: a gigantic tree twice as tall as the rest and wide enough to rival small fortresses. In awe, Drood stared up at the magnificent tree as the group walked closer, a few vines dangling down from the leafy top, the shade of the house enough to cover the entire hill that it was on top of. Suel smiled, 
"So, what do you think? Much easier to grow a home rather than having to go through the hassle of building it all yourself, wouldn't you say~?" 
The ginormous tree had been partially hollowed out by the Wolvars, a set of doors and a few large windows dotting the exterior of the trunk, a small extension resembling a stable house built out from the side of the tree, all manners of plants and flowers growing along the yard, some neatly potted and planted in rows while others simply seemed to sprout wherever they wanted. Jerv nodded for the trio to go inside, 
"C'mon in, it's even better from the inside."
Stepping through the double doors, Drood was greeted by a home nearly fit for royalty, most of the space inside completely open, only a few walls separating the area besides the outer trunk. The house had two stories, with a grand staircase connecting the layers, the huntress quickly disappearing up them along with her pets, shouting down to the men as she scampered up, 
"I'll leave you to give our guest a tour if you don't mind, I need to take a bath and get this damn dust off of my coat."
Stirred awake by the sounds of company, a figure approached from one of the corners of the house, a large feral bear with horns grunting and growling softly as it approached the druids, still shaking off the slumber it had been in. The cat took a careful step back, but Suel was quick to calm him down with a chuckle, 
"Don't worry, this is just Erya, she's the one I told you about."
"Oh… right, of course. How are you… Erya?" 
Extending a hand out towards the beast, the bear took a few inquisitive sniffs of his palm before licking at his arm, covering his fur in her slobber before she trundled over to Suel, doing the same to the Wolvar's face, 
"Oh, yes, I know girl, I missed you as well! I hope you've been well even though I haven't been home, did my friend feed you like he promised?"
Continuing his cooing and petting, the man was taken in a big bear hug by the feral, laughing as he hugged her back. 

Watching his friend getting mauled with adoration and love, Drood chuckled for a moment before suddenly noticing the bear's rear end, her short tail flagging up as if to deliberately moon him with her nethers, her mound and her tailhole staring him right in the face. With his face twisting into a combination of amused and awkward, he pointed at the feral's flank, 
"I… I think she might've been missing more than just your kisses…" 
Gently nudging Erya down and off of him, Suel peeked behind her, still petting her head as he rolled his eyes with a smirk, 
"Erya, you big pervert~! I know we've been away for a while, but you could at least wait a little and not show off in front of our guests~" 
"Oh, don't hold back on my account, please. It's your house after all, feel free to relax and tend to your pets just like you'd normally do~" 
Suel raised an eyebrow at the man, deep in thought for a few seconds as his fingers continued brushing through the ursine's thick coat, finally giving a sly grin, deciding that the house tour would take a slightly different direction, 
"Well, if you say so~" 
Walking behind the large beast, the Wolvar grabbed onto her flank with both hands, giving her ass cheeks a good squeeze as she growled lovingly, immediately stepping back and shoving both of her holes against the druid's face, not afraid to show just how much she wanted some special attention. With the musky and earthy scent of the feral's pussy filling his nostrils, the leaky mound only a few inches away from his muzzle, the man pushed a few fingers against Erya's cunt, fondling her sizeable lips for a brief moment before slowly working them inside of her heated depths, all three shivering in lust as a glob of her nectar rolled down his hand and arm. Both men were almost immediately sporting rather obvious erections, neither getting shy in front of the other as they both pushed their clothes aside and grabbed onto their knotted shafts, the bear's neediness having gotten the pair in her grips. Huffing and making tiny vocalisations, the feral slammed her ass back once again in an attempt to hurry him along and stop dawdling, nearly bowling the Wolvar behind her over as she forced another digit inside of her, most of his hand now squeezed between her folds. 

With Erya's ravenous roars and moans echoing around the open home and the air filling with her scent, Suel gave the cat standing right behind him a sly look, 
"I don't think a few fingers are gonna be enough to satiate our big girl here~" 
He pulled out his hand, much to the bear's dismay, but made sure to keep her happy by quickly replacing the soaking wet digits with his own muzzle, shoving his maw deep into her cunt and dragging his tongue along her walls, lapping up everything that she had to give. Drood inched closer to his friend, peeking over the other druid's shoulder as he stroked his cock, holding his breath without even noticing it as he watched the Wolvar's tongue slipping in and out of the pink depths of the feral. Suel could hear the other man's quiet grunting as he ate out his ursine lover, pulling his mouth out from the warm embrace of the slit for just a second, most of his face coated and dripping in her juices as he looked over his shoulder with a wink, 
"I'm sure that she wouldn't mind some company on the other end as well. I happen to know from experience that her tongue is rather silky soft, if you'd like to try it out~" 
With no further persuasion needed to get him going, Drood quickly jogged in front of the bear, his cock dangling and bobbing around as he ran. Though he had been slightly hesitant with Erya before, having seen firsthand the sort of damage that an angry grizzly's claw can do, he was far too horny to give much thought about her temperament, putting all of his trust on her and his friend's promises. The cat offered up his cock to her, one hand squeezing right behind his knot and the other caressing her ear, the feral giving it a quick sniff and getting a drop of precum onto her nose before eagerly accepting him inside, swallowing the entire length with zero difficulties and latching onto it. She ran her tongue down the cat's cock, cupping the girth as she nursed on him like a cub nursing on her mother's teat, careful not to let her sharp teeth even glance his sensitive rod as she sucked him off, her training on the field of pleasure becoming immediately obvious to him. 

Suel played with the bear's tailhole as he hungrily devoured her pussy, blindly fondling and tracing her puffy pucker with both hands, smearing her honey all over her backside as he pushed a few digits inside. Erya still wasn't satisfied however, the offerings of the cunnilingus and fingering working wonders as some foreplay, but she wanted much more than that before she was willing to leave the two boys alone. To make it clear what she was after, she laid down on the ground, pulling the Wolvar's muzzle out of her mound and forcing Drood onto his knees in front of her, her tongue still playing with his shaft. With the feral on her belly, Suel's throbbing cock was perfectly lined up with her pussy, the druid still smacking his lips and licking up the sweet nectar clinging to his maw as he hunched forwards with his knees slightly bent, grabbing the bear's stubby tail and poking his drenched cock to point down at her entrance. As soon as she felt his tip brushing up against her pussy lips, Erya shuffled back and pushed her flank off of the ground, shoving her slit onto his canine length. Though still deliciously snug, the feral was big enough that she could take Suel's knot with little issues, ploughing her ass backwards until she felt his knot stretching out her walls, locking the two together. She didn't stay tied for long however, dropping her backside and yanking forwards to very nearly pull the male entirely out of her cunt, both moaning in unison as the knot slipped out from her tunnel. The Wolvar was surprised at Erya taking charge so aggressively, the big lady usually loving to cuddle and mate for hours on end like the giant teddy bear that she was, but it seemed like his departure had left her much more needy than usual. He bucked every time he felt her ramming back, helping her get his cock as deep as possible, trying to hold back the instincts of letting loose whenever he tied her. The bear was taking it from both ends, puffing and growling in bliss as she enjoyed being spitroasted, trying not to let her mind wander and lose focus on the male in her muzzle. She felt Drood's cock twitch and start spewing shot after shot of cum, every rope quickly disappearing down her throat as he buckled and leaned on her head, moaning into her ear. At the same time, Suel thrust into her pussy one last time, knotting her for good before growling almost as loud as the feral was, his whole body tensing up as his load spewed deep inside of her, a steady trickle of cum seeping from the slit and forming a puddle at his feet. 

With both men stumbling back after a light workout, sitting on the floor and panting in unison with one another, Erya licked her lips and gave the guest of her home his thanks in the form of a gentle nuzzle before strolling off underneath the staircase, tucking herself onto a small nest of blankets and pillows. Laying on her side, she lifted up one of her back legs and tenderly cleaned herself up, dragging her tongue across her mound to lap up anything that the Wolvar left behind, chuffing contently. Drood splayed out on the floor, his half-hard cock still flopping around as he chuckled and stared up at the high ceiling, the other druid finally stepping over him and helping him back up to his feet, 
"I can see why you were in such a hurry to get back here the whole time we were out on our journey. Not sure I could pry myself out from this place if I had a girl like her waiting for me~" 
"Well, we all make sacrifices in this life~" 
The males staggered onwards, Suel continuing the impromptu house tour into the kitchen so that the pair could both grab a mug of small beer to recover from the walk and the surprise attack of the bear. They sat and drank for a few minutes before they were refreshed and their legs could once again carry them, the Wolvar motioning his friend to follow him into the extension built through the side of the large tree, a stable door sitting a few paces away from the main entrance of the house. Opening the door, Drood was met with the familiar scent of dry hay, a series of empty stalls lining a spacious hallway, Suel's paws scratching a pile of hay as the man turned to the room, 
"These here are our stables, for any larger animals such as horses and so on that we might have staying over, in case they wouldn't be able to be kept in the main house or outdoors. Erya was kinda supposed to be mainly staying here but… I guess I kind of spoiled her too much, she's too smitten by the luxuries of silk and feather stuffed pillows to lay on a bed of hay all night long nowadays. So now, this place only has a single resident most of the time, unless we're having a guest with a steed over for example."
Making note of the canine's remark about the stables having a resident, Drood glanced all around at the empty stalls, trying to find any sign of who that might've been, 
"A resident? I guess he wouldn't be here now then."
"Oh, he is, it's just that the stalls are a bit too small for him. List, c'mon boy, look who's back! I even brought some friends!" 
The cat peered down all the way to the end of the hallway, staring at a lump in the shadows that he thought had just been a pile of hay, the other man's call suddenly making the pile shudder and move, a beast many times his size waking from its slumber and turning towards the two, a gust of warm air filling the room as its nostrils flared. 

The shape stepped into the gentle light streaming from one of the windows, revealing a furred dragon, an intricate pattern of black, white, and orange fur snaking along his slim body, a thin strip of yellow mane reaching down to his upper back, two horns shooting back from the top of his head. Suel took the feral's muzzle into his hands, petting and patting the dragon with a smile on his face before looking back at his friend's surprised expression, 
"Never seen a Felkin before?" 
"No, can't say that I have…" 
The Wolvar noticed Drood's gaze focusing at something, turning in the same direction to see the dragon's sizeable shaft poking out from under his belly, very nearly touching the ground though he was standing tall, a single bead of precum collected at the tip, shining in the sunlight,
"The bear wasn't enough for you, now you're lusting after my dragons as well~?" 
"He's… very big…"
Suel watched the other druid's loincloth slowly lifting up as the knotted surprise underneath peeked out of the cat's sheath, grinning as he shrugged his shoulders,
"Alright, alright, I can see how desperate you are for it, so get down there already. Just don't say that I didn't warn you when all of your clothes and your fur are utterly soaked in his seed a few minutes from now, there's a reason I've got all of this hay spread around the floor to soak up any fluids~"
The Wolvar watched the feline almost sprinting and dropping to his knees, crawling underneath the feral as Suel held back a giggle, leaning up to List's ear while stroking the gentle giant's muzzle, 
"I think our guest is a little smitten with you and your package, I've gotta watch out that he doesn't steal you away when he leaves from here~" 

Barely paying attention to anything other than the thick shaft dangling in front of him, Drood crawled underneath the great beast and sat down right next to the dragon's goods, feeling slightly flustered as he watched a pair of balls nearly the size of his head gently swinging back and forth as List shuffled around, his muzzle only a hair away from the set. With a gulp, he gently reached up to cup the two orbs, moving slowly so as not to accidentally startle the feral, both hands needed to have any hope of supporting the balls, his fingers massaging the furry sack as he let out an enamoured whimper. Still fondling the ballsack with one hand, the cat carefully stroked the Felkin's cock with the other, running his fingertips over the smooth and hard flesh as he traced out the entire length of it, shuddering gleefully at the thoughts and fantasies of what he might be able to do with it. He formed a ring with both of his hands, measuring the girth and trying to see just how big the dragon really was, not even able to fully wrap them around the dick. The feline had of course gotten up close and personal with some feral stallions in his past, steeds and horses of all sorts generally being rather common in all lands, but List easily managed to even beat them all, leaving very little competition remaining. Drood clasped both of his arms around the cock, almost hugging it as he laid down on his back right between the feral's back legs, pulling the shaft down towards his face and bringing the tip up to his muzzle. Opening so wide that he could hear his jaw pop, the daring druid took as much of the cock into his maw as he could, his eyes watering up slightly as the rod slid down into the back of his throat, unable to go any further even though he had only taken less than a fifth of it in him. Still happy with what he had managed, the cat began stroking and jerking the dragon off with both hands while doing his best to work his tip with his mouth, sucking and licking as List's breaths became snorts and pants, small clouds of dust kicked up as the beast's legs thumped against the wooden floor. With the Felkin so pent up, Drood didn't have to work for long before the dragon exploded inside of his mouth, a jet of cum gushing down into his belly and instantly forcing him to pull back, the next shop spraying across his face like a firehose, sperm flowing from his nose and mouth as he tried to breathe under the waterfall of cum. 

Drood was hosed down with the dragon's jizz as List held his head high and roared softly, pawing at the ground as if looking for the shoulders of his partner that he had mounted, his orgasm lasting for dozens of seconds before it finally died down, the torrent of seed trickling down to a small trickle. The cat stumbled up, almost slipping on the pool as he rose, his friend holding back laughter at the sight of him before tossing him a towel, 
"I warned you~! Here, mop up the worst of that from you before we step back inside, I think it's time for us to take a tour of the bath."
Cleaning off his face and chest as List gave him one final loving nuzzle while he walked past the dragon, Drood followed the other druid back into the main house, both stopping soon after to listen to some odd noises coming from upstairs, recognising the sounds as the moans of their female companion. Giving each other a knowing look, the pair snuck up the stairs in silence, grinning as they poked their heads up to the second floor, which was just as open as the first. Laying on her bed with a pillow under her belly, Jerv unsuccessfully attempted to hold back her moans as her spirit wolf hunched over her, Skoll's tail wagging as he gently nibbled and nuzzled the back of her neck, half of his bone buried in her slit. Her two other spirit pets were sitting right next to the bed, both of their gazes fixed on her as she was bred by the canine, obviously waiting for their turns with the huntress. Suel stepped out from his hiding place with Drood following close behind, his grin only widening at the sight of the slight blush creeping onto the female Wolvar's face, 
"I can see why you were in such a hurry to get upstairs now, and I don't think it was the bath that you were after~" 
"Sh… shut u… shut it, and g… give me a little privacy, please!" 
"This is my house just the same as it is yours, so I don't think I will~" 
Suel sat down on the edge of the bed, feeling it shake and rattle around as the wolf's rapid pounding made the hunter whine in bliss, her body entirely nude with a discarded towel still lying on the ground, most of her back end soaked through with her nectar. He glanced down at the two pets patiently waiting their turns, 
"Why don't me and Drood help you out a little here, it's not fair to leave these two out of the fun after all~" 

With the huntress' hands metaphorically tied and her pussy nearing being literally tied, she had no choice but to let the two men intrude on her private moment with her pets, giving a slight annoyed grumble in between her moans as Suel laid down right in front of her on the bed, pushing his robe up and whistling for the spirit cat to join him. Loque'nahak nimbly hopped up on top of him, crouching down until their bellies were touching, the feral's shaft already dangling out from the scent and the sounds of sex. The druid reached down to grab both of their cocks, wrapping his hand around them and hooking his other arm around the feline's neck, cuddling with the beast while he stroked them both, grinding and frotting to the sounds of Loque purring into his ear. With the Wolvar having chosen a companion, Drood sat down next to the final pet still left waiting, hugging the spirit boar while gently running his hand down the feral's underside until he felt a hard and wet girth prodding against his palm. Being the latest of the three of Jerv's pets to be captured and still working on the final stages of his training, Gullin still had some wild fury raging in his belly, his fierce nature taking over and ramming the cat down as soon as he felt a hand fondling his package. The boar wasn't displeased with the handling, quite the opposite in fact as Drood quickly found out, giving a soft grunt as he was pushed onto his back, suddenly feeling a weight on top of him. He opened his eyes to see the boar staring down, ready to mount him, the feral's dripping cock already pointed between his thighs, the tip nestled just below his ballsack. More than happy to allow the pet to take him right then and there, still smelling of the dragon's musk, he grabbed one of the snorting beast's tusks to pull Gullin down on him further, spreading his legs and shoving his hips up, bringing his tailhole to the waiting girth. 

Still being railed by the wolf, Jerv moaned in lust, panting as she watched Suel and her cat grinding together right in front of her. The druid slid closer to her, still keeping Loque'nahak on top of him as he pushed both shafts towards her muzzle, offering them to her with a smirk, 
"Help us out a little here~" 
Pretending as if she was annoyed, the Wolvar rolled her eyes but still eagerly opened her mouth, unable to deny how heated the idea of sucking them both off at the same time while getting mounted was making her. Taking the two tips into her maw with a wet slurp, she ran her tongue along the rods, diligently exploring the slightly different shapes while she sucked, Skoll's thrusting forcing her mouth slightly further down the shafts with each buck. Right next to the bed, Gullin gave a loud snort and steadied his back legs before cramming his cock into the hole that was being offered to him, squealing and grunting until the entire house sounded like the forests during boar mating season. Drood wasn't able to keep his mouth shut either, giving sharp moans and slight grimaces with every hard thrust, the feral's careless fucking leaving him slightly sore but still very turned on, his cock entirely pushing his loincloth aside and rubbing against the spirit boar's belly. Jerv had almost half of the two males stuffed down her muzzle when Skoll decided that he'd finally had his fill of her slit, letting out one last bark before knotting her cunt, the flow of cum into her womb soon followed by two more shaft quivering in her maw, firing off their loads into her throat. Stuffed from both ends, she simply laid still and moaned, her eyes rolling back in bliss. While his friends were finishing up on the bed, Drood kept getting drilled by the boar, Gullin's wet tongue slapping against his face as the feral squealed and snorted, finally bottoming out in his tailhole and giving him a creamy filling to go with the stains already smeared across most of his upper half, his own cock spraying a few lines onto his belly as he whimpered and smiled in a daze. 

After a few minutes and a little bit of coaxing, both the boar and the wolf pulled out of their partners, leaving the druid on the floor and the huntress on the bed groaning and spewing with cum, Skoll giving his mistress a tongue bath to clean up the mess he had made while Gullin simply snorted and trotted to the side as soon as he was free from the cat's tailhole. With all three of the pets thoroughly satisfied, Drood was in a desperate need of a bath, staring to reek like the breeding rack of the most popular stallion in town, most of his coat soaked through with a mixture of cum from himself, List, and the spirit boar. The cat stumbled into the bath with the help of Suel, sinking into the warm water with a sigh as the Wolvar set a fresh towel next to him, leaving him to soak in peace. Still leaking a thin string of sperm from her pussy, a white line slowly trailing down her thigh as she stood up from the bed, Jerv gave her roommate a giggle as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, 
"From the looks of him, I assume you introduced him to List~?" 
"That I did, and I think it's fair to say that they got along rather well~" 
Drood let the steaming water ease his aches and soreness for a while before thoroughly scrubbing his fur, getting all of the lewd stains off of himself. With the cleaning done, he stepped out of the bath and gave a quick shake before wrapping up in the towel, rejoining his friends and the ferals downstairs, catching the group all gathered together in front of the fireplace, the two Wolvar sharing a drink and laughing as Suel told the hunter about everything that they had gotten up to while she was upstairs. The cat joined in and the trio spent the next hour relaxing as the sun started dipping down, Jerv finally finishing her mug and standing up, 
"Well, I think I ought to take my pets for a little stroll before heading off to bed."
The feline stood up as well, 
"Mind if I join you? It'd be nice to air out my damp fur a little outside, get it nice and dry before having to climb into bed." 
"I don't mind that at all."
The cat grabbed his clothes and joined the Wolvar at the door, Skoll and Loque'nahak immediately lining up next to her while Gullin simply gave a lazy puff, choosing to take a nap indoors rather than going out. 

The pair headed outdoors, walking through a small path in the forest surrounding the tree, hearing the distant sounds of the nearby city of Nighthaven after only a handful of minutes of trekking. The duo walked at a meandering pace, letting the ferals sniff and mark to their heart's content, casually talking as they enjoyed the sights of the dimming forest. Soon they came to a slight hill just at the edge of the town, able to see right down the main road of the city, dozens of people walking around as Drood turned to the huntress with a slight grin, 
"You ever think about just doing it out in the open, where anyone could see you~?" 
"Out in the open, like right here for example~?" 
Answering her question, he transformed into his feral cat form right in front of her eyes, lifting up one of his back legs to show off his erection as she giggled and gave a glance towards the town. With no one seemingly paying attention to the dimly lit hill at the edge of the city, Jarv let her inner desires run wild, settling down on a nice path of soft grass and pulling her pants down just enough to expose her slit, waving her finger to call the male over, 
"You wanted it, so come and get it~" 
Trotting over to the Wolvar and shoving his face into her lap, Drood sunk his textured tongue between her pussy lips, dragging a soft moan from her as he lapped up the final remains of her wolf's creampie from her slit. He could see her eyes constantly flitting over to the side, checking if anyone from Nighthaven was spying on their private moment, still slightly nervous about getting lewd in such an open spot. The feline used her distraction to stealthily channel his powers, a slight glow appearing beneath his paws as mana flowed into the ground from him, nature bending to his will without a second question. Thick roots sprung out from the dirt all around the canine, staying in her blindspots as she pet the druid's head, encouraging him to shove his tongue deeper into her cunt, gently humping her mound on his muzzle. At the very final second, she finally felt that something was astray, turning to see the thick roots zipping his way, tangling around all of her limbs in a flash and yanking her right off of the ground. 

Switching from blissfully enjoying the tender licking to suddenly flailing around in the air with her pants around her ankles, Jerv yelled and struggled against the roots for a few moments, growling at the feral druid,
"Hey, stop playing around and get me down from here!" 
"I'm just helping you relax and take your mind off of anyone who might be watching you~" 
"Well you'd better hope that these vines are strong enough, because if I break free you're not gonna be sitting for a week~!" 
Laughing, Drood commanded the roots to bring the canine down, the tendrils holding her slightly off of the ground with her face up and her legs spread, her spirit pets watching closely from the sidelines to make sure that their mistress wasn't actually in any real trouble. The druid threw his front legs around Jarv's thighs, thrusting his cock right up to her pussy as the two stared at each other playfully, her heat warming up the male's shaft in the cooling night air. She had no choice but to be strung up, unable to escape from her awkward position if anyone from the town happened to glance in their direction, the riskiness of the situation getting her heart racing. 

Jerv giggled and closed her eyes, still instinctively tugging and pulling against the roots wrapped around her ankles and wrists as she felt the male's cock throbbing against her clit, the feline teasing her by grinding his rock hard girth on her without actually going in, as if daring the nearby people of Nighthaven to watch the pair. Just as she thought that he might actually slip inside of her cunt, he surprised her again by gently prodding at his shaft with his front paw, pushing his tip between her ass cheeks rather than her pussy, the roots slightly pulling up her lower half and dropping her upper half to give him a better angle. Without giving the huntress any time to prepare herself for it, Drood punched into her tailhole with a deep sigh, using his own copious slobber still left drenching her crotch as lube to help him get inside. Jerv squealed before quickly forcing her lips together to muffle herself, the Wolvar's toes and fingers balling up as she held back her moans, not wanting to draw any more attention to what they were doing. Her whimpers quickly brought both of the pets that had come along running over to her, vigilant and wanting to make sure that their mistress' whimpers weren't actually a cause for any action, the duo scampering over and standing at attention right next to her, 
"I… it's alright boys… relax… no need to… get worried~" 
Seeing that the canine seemed to be entirely fine and just enjoying herself, the ferals turned much more playful, the wolf's tail wagging a hundred miles per hour as he pushed his muzzle right against her face, licking as Loque'nahak nuzzled her. Jerv giggled and tried to turn her head away from the tongue bath at first, finding it impossible to escape from Skoll and deciding to resign in her fate, leaning right into the doggy kisses and opening her muzzle to let him lick her maw. Drood watched the bestial makeout session with a smirk, pounding away at her tight pucker as she moaned into the wolf's mouth, her juices dripping down all over her crotch and belly as his cock squeezed deeper and deeper. Finally, the druid growled and pulled himself as hard against her as he could, slamming his knot into the woman's asshole and tying her tight, both of their legs flinching as he began pumping his seed into her, laying on top of the Wolvar as he panted and grunted with every shot of cum. 

With his friends on a walk and the house mostly going quiet, only the heavy snores of Gullin, Erya, and List in the stables to keep him company, Suel hopped off of his seat and yawned, nearly falling into slumber. He decided to fix up a snack in the kitchen to hopefully stave off the tiredness until it was time for bed, looking around in the cupboards for any snacks. Seeing a bowl of fresh fruit that had been left for him and his roommate by the associate he had hired to look after the house while Jerv and him were gone, the druid had a brilliant idea to whip up some cream and enjoy the fruits with that. Grabbing a bowl and pouring some cream into it, he started whisking, managing to only get a few strokes into it before he accidentally splashed a few drops all over his uncovered chest, groaning and setting the bowl down to look for something to wipe it up with. He turned around to see Gullin standing in front of him, awoken by the sounds in the kitchen, the boar's nose immediately honing in on the cream. The feral dragged his tongue against the man's belly, happily slurping up the sweet mess, his heavy breathing fluttering the druid's fur. The ticklish canine pulled back slightly with a smile, about to just shove the eager boar away before he had a second thought, looking back at the bowl of cream with a smirk as the robe covering his lower half began tenting. Stripping completely naked, he stuck his fingers into the cream and painted it onto his shaft, licking his digits cream as the boar immediately gulped up his cock, knot and all, to suckle him clean. He leaned back against the counter, moaning and grabbing the bowl, pouring more cream directly onto the base of his dick whenever Gullin had licked up the rest. With worsening lust, he smeared a dollop of the delicious and thick liquid between his asscrack before dropping down on all fours, sticking his ass to the pet's face and letting the boar rim him as he jerked off, drooling onto the carpet as the ghostly animal's tongue ground against his prostate, letting out a shuddering howl as he came and sprayed a different sort of cream all over the floor for the beast to lick up. 

After getting filled up to the brim, having to wait until the druid's knot had deflated enough to be untied without any lasting aches, and getting untangled from the roots, Jerv picked herself up from the ground, gently nudging away her pets that immediately crowded her face, yelping quietly as she felt Drood's cold nose invading her crotch from behind as she was trying to get her pants back on. Slapping the transformed feline's muzzle away as she giggled, the Wolvar eventually managed to get herself decent once more, her face still glowing with a slight pink shade as she hurried along out from the view of the nearby city, the man morphing back into his usual form and jogging right behind her. Laughing and snickering, the pair bolted back deeper into the forest, the canine only slowing down once she was sure that no one could see them, 
"You do stuff like that again without warning me first, and I'm gonna sic my pets on you." 
"I don't know if that was supposed to be a threat or a promise of a good time~"
The duo and the pets headed back to the house, seeing that Suel's spot of fun in the kitchen had spilled out onto the yard and gotten the rest of the ferals involved as well, Erya and List laying side by side in front of the Wolvar as he slid dildoes into their tailholes, the dragon's tail curled around him, still in the nude. The grass around the beasts' nethers was wet and soggy with cum and the ursine's juices, bliss plastered on their faces as Jerv waved at her roommate with a grin, 
"You've been keeping busy I see."
"Yep, just finishing up here~" 
Suel slotted a dildo the size of his own arm into the dragon, pushing until only the base remained out of List's pucker, the Felkin giving a moan and humping his cock against the ground, firing off another load. 

With the entire group, both the ferals and those walking on two legs, all tuckered out after a long day of travel and vigorous relaxation, everyone quickly prepared for bed as soon as they got back inside. Drood was given a cozy guest bedroom on the bottom floor of the house while both of the Wolvar retreated into their own beds upstairs, Jerv's pets all gathering around their mistress for the night while List slipped back into the stables and Erya huddled down in her makeshift den underneath the staircase. The house soon grew silent, the lights going dark and nearly everyone drifting off to sleep, everyone except Suel. While out on the quest with Jerv and Drood, he had accidentally discovered one of the fellow druid's closely guarded fetishes, having accidentally walked in on the man right in the middle of a session. He had promised not to tell anyone about it, but he hadn't revealed that he and the feline both happened to be into the same exact kink, wanting to give Drood one final surprise to welcome the cat to his home. After lounging in his bed and waiting around for a handful of minutes to make sure everyone was asleep, he tossed off his blanket and pulled out a box from underneath his bed, opening it up to reveal a set of adult sized diapers, each one of the pastel blue pairs decorated with cute pictures of animals. He pulled one on, taping it tight around his nethers, huffing quietly as he felt the soft and crinkly padding against his bare sheath, seeing the front of them start to bulge. He grabbed another diaper from the box before kicking it back under his bed, fetching a wand vibrator from his nightstand as well, sneaking through the dark house and down the stairs. 

Tiptoeing to the guest bedroom door, Suel pressed his ear against it as he gripped the handle, listening to his friend's peaceful snoring for a moment before opening the door and peeking inside, the moonlight streaming through the windows painting the entire room a cool blue. He stepped in and shut the door behind him, creeping across the room and gently crawling onto the queen-sized bed, getting right next to his friend before he finally whispered softly,
"Drood, wake up Drood~" 
The cat snorted and flipped around to face the murmuring, opening his eyes but not able to make anything out from the darkness, needing a few seconds to adjust until he saw the Wolvar laying in his bed,
"Wha… Suel? What are you doing here?" 
The canine shushed Drood by pushing a finger up to his muzzle before nodding towards his lower half, giving his bulging diaper a soft pat as he smirked,
"I wanted to surprise you, I even brought you one~" 
Suel held up the other diaper, the feline needing a few seconds to properly wake up and process the suggestion before a light bulb finally went off in his head, 
"You… you want to…?" 
"I want you to be a good kitten, and lay down on your back for me~" 
The Wolvar tossed aside his friend's blanket, unfolding the diaper in his hands as Drood grinned and stripped before laying back, letting him slip the padding underneath the other druid's flank and wrap it securely in place, already feeling the manhood underneath throbbing against his palm as he taped the diaper. With his friend padded up, he rolled on top of Drood, pushing both of their crotches together before rolling his hips back and forth, grinding on him as the bedroom filled with the sounds of quiet panting and crinkles. Grabbing the wand that he had brought with him, Suel slipped the wide tip right between both of their diapers before turning it on, letting both of them hump themselves against one another and the vibrator. Drood grabbed the canine's neck and pulled the man in for a kiss, giving the Wolvar some tongue as he moaned into the waiting maw, trembling as he came, his cum quickly soaking into the diaper and turning it soggy. Suel wasn't far behind the other druid, pulling back from the kiss and sitting up straight, arching his back as he shot his load and humped the other male, pushing his knot right up against the vibrator. He flopped on top of the feline, only barely able to turn off the wand before closing his eyes from exhaustion, happy to drift off to sleep with his head tucked under Drood's muzzle, eagerly looking forward to the rest of the cat's stay at his place.