Ivan the Immortal: Adventure 2
	Ivan was laying on his bed, kicking his legs around lazily.  Sister Mia had bought him some crayons from a traveling Giraffe merchant.  He had spent the last few hours coloring and drawing pictures.  Doodles of his favorite priestesses, Lady Celestine, the pink monster that attacked him last month, and even a doodle of Lady Noth were scattered around the room.  This was the most fun he has had in a while.
	The temple could be so boring sometimes.  When the priestesses weren’t “entertaining” male outsiders, they just prayed.  The didn’t even clean, as that was the payment for “entertainment”.  Ivan wasn’t allowed to watch the sisters entertain the males, but he knew what went on in those private rooms.  He was doodling that right now.  A crude stick figure of a male and a priestess in one of those pillow-filled rooms.  Ivan giggled as he was putting the finishing touches on it.
	As he was taking a look at it, there was a knock at his door.
	“Hey, Ivan?  Mind if I pop in?” a female voice called through the door.  The pup hopped off of his bed, opening his door.  Iva grinned widely when he saw the scarred Panther on the other side.
	“Eraness!” Ivan giggled, hugging the Panther woman.  She hugged him back, giggling too.  Eraness was his favorite outsider.  Sister Mia tried to explain to him that sometimes female outsiders came for entertainment, but it never made a whole lot of sense to him.  Still, whenever she was here, Ivan always had a fun time.  Her magic always put him in a good mood.
	Eraness walked over to his bed, laying down across it.  She patted her stomach, smiling at him.  Ivan hopped onto the bed, cuddling up next to her.  He nuzzled his face into her ample chest, wagging his tail.
	“I heard about your thing with the slime.  That’s really scary.”
	“I know!  But I was okay!  Lady Noth said Lady Celestine’s blessing saved me!” 	“You are a lucky puppy, aren’t you?” Eraness rubbed his head, cuddling him a bit harder.  Ivan loved her smell, giggling into her.  
	“So, Eraness…,” Ivan said with a big grin, popping out from between her breasts, “Can we do that thing you showed me?” 	Eraness giggled, nodding her head.  She got up from the bed, carefully picking up his drawings and putting them on a table.  With the floor cleared, she withdrew a piece of chalk from her belt, drawing several runes on the floor.  Ivan walked over to her, bouncing with excitement.
	“What’s it going to show today?” Ivan asked, barely able to contain himself.
	“Hmm…let’s find out!”
	Eraness put her palm out, chanting in her native tongue.  The runes began to glow blue, and the room was washed in the glow.  As the runes burned bright, an image began to form in the middle.  Soon, it became a visage of a Tiger female.  She was wearing very-see-through pink cloth over her privates and nothing over her very large breasts.  The female swayed around a pole, pushing her hips against it, and wiggling her bottom towards Ivan and Eraness.  Ivan’s tail wagged as he watched.  The Tiger female looked right at Ivan, and smiled at him.  She sat on the ground, her knees pressed together.  She parted her legs, and slowly pulled up her cloth covering.  The Tiger held it between her teeth, showing off her perfect little pussy.  She rubbed it slowly, looking right at Ivan.  His privates felt a little funny, his wiener growing stiff in his pants.  Eraness took a stone out of her pouch, the image being sucked inside.  She handed it to Ivan, grinning.
	“If you ever want to watch that again, sweetie.  Just say the magic words.”
	Ivan nodded, looking down at the little tent he had pitched in his trousers.  Eraness patted him on the head.
	“Ask Sister Mia to look at that, maybe?”
	Eraness left him alone, smiling as she left.  Ivan put the stone under his pillow, still wagging his tail.  He had never asked Sister Mia for entertainment before.  Ivan peaked out of his room, calling her name.  A different priestess, Sister Angela walked over to him.  She had bigger breasts and hips than Sister Mia, but everybody always like her feet for some reason.  She smiled down at him.
	“Sister Mia is busy delivering a baby.  What’s the matter, Ivan?” Her voice was like honey and her smile melted his heart.
	“Um…well…can you come inside?”
	Ivan held the door open for her.  When she was inside, she turned to face him.  He closed the door and looked down at his little erection.  Sister Angela gasped, covering her mouth.
	“Oh my…I don’t know what to say, Ivan.” 	“Can you make it go away?  It feels funny.”
	Sister Angela shook her head, smiling at him.
	“Okay, Ivan.  I’ll help you, sweetie.  Get on the bed.”
	Ivan hopped on the bed, looking at Sister Angela.  His stomach was fully of butterflies, and it only made his erection stiffer.  Sister Angela sat next to him, smiling.
	“Go on and take off your trousers.”
	Ivan did as he was told, kicking off his trousers.  His dick was fully out of his sheath and was puling lighly.  Sister Angela sat against his headboard, parting her legs.  She pulled Ivan against her, his back pressed against her gigantic chest.
	“Are you sure you want to do this, Ivan?  It’s a very important moment when you do something sexual for the first time.”
	Ivan nodded, looking up at her.  “The monster did sexual things with me…”
	“Not like that, sweetie.  This won’t hurt or be scary.”
	He still nodded.
	“Please?”
	Sister Angela sighed, and took a bottle off of her waist sash.  Ivan knew what it was.  It was the lovemaking oil that made things slippery.  Sister Angela always had a few bottles on her.  She popped open the bottle, pouring a bit on her hand.  Sister Angela reached down, and wrapped her hand around his tiny cock.  Ivan immediately let out a moan, squirming a little.  Her hand glided over his length, spreading out the oil.  He was panting, his waist instinctively pushing forward.  Sister Angela’s legs pulled up, and she wiggled her toes.
	“Okay, sweetie.  Let me show you my specialty.”
	She brought one of her feet up, pressing it against his penis.  It was soft.  Soft like had never felt before.  Her other foot joined it on the other side.  His cock was squished between her two feet.  Ivan looked down, panting some mote.  She poured more oil over her feet, slowly twisting his penis between her soft soles.  The oily rubbing felt like he had put his penis into some butter.  She kept up the slow twisting motion, rubbing his entire penis.  
	Sister Angela kept with the motion, picking up her speed.  Soft squishing sounds echoed around his room.  Ivan put his head back, going basically limp between the soft hug of her perfect paws.  Sister Angela giggled down at him, hugging him tightly.
	“Okay~ Let’s see about this…”
	She stopped twisting.  Her feet pressed hard against either side of his length.  Sister Angela then began lifting both of her feet slowly.  When she reached his tip, her top two toes curled around it.  Her feet then came back down.  Sister Angela brought them back up, but skipped the curling.  Her feet flew over his length in the strange milking motion.  Ivan was whining softly, his tongue lolled completely out.  Sister Angela kept rubbing his cock, faster than before.  Ivan grabbed the sheets, pushing his waist against her feet every time she went up around his tip.  Soon, his waist felt funny.  A pressure built up in his balls.  Unsure of what it was, Ivan just moaned.  He kept bucking his waist up.  The pressure built, and Ivan began to seize up.  With one last push, his cock began to pulse crazily.  White goo shot out onto his sheets and onto Sister Angela’s toes.  She giggled, squishing it between her toes.  Ivan relaxed, panting heavily.  
	“Aww!  Look!  You orgasmed, sweetie!”
	Ivan didn’t say anything, overcome with a sweet feeling of tired.  He just looked up at her and smiled.  Before he could speak, he was interrupted.
	“What.  On.  Earth.  IS GOING ON?!”
	Sister Mia had entered the room at some point, and was fuming at the display on Ivan’s bed.
	“What does it look like, sister?  Little Ivan got to experience my feet.”
	“Except we’re not supposed to engage in these acts with him!” 	“Oh come now.  We are not FORBIDDEN, just encouraged not too.”
	“You explain that to Lady Celestine.”
	Sister Angela just giggled, removing herself from Ivan, and walking up to her fellow sister.
	“Now…are you telling me you never wanted to see little Ivan pop?”
	Sister Mia didn’t answer, just looked at the floor.
	“Don’t you want to join me?  He has another good orgasm in him.”
	Sister Mia locked the door, blushing.
	“Fine.  Fine, but let’s make this quick.”
	The two Rabbits looked at Ivan, Sister Angela grinning.
	“What do you feel like, then, Sister?”
	Sister Mia mumbled something under her breath.
	“What was that?”
	“I said…,” then Sister Mumbled again.
	“Louder, dear sister.”
	Sister Mia glared at Sister Angela
	“I said…I SAID…I SAID I WANT TO SIT ON HIS FACE!  I WANT HIM TO EAT ME LIKE A SNACK, AND WHEN HE’S DONE, I WANT TO SUCK ALL THE CUM OUT OF HIS BALLS.  I WANT HIM TO FEEL PLEASURE LIKE HE’S NEVER FELT AND NEVER WILL AGAIN!”
	Ivan blushed, blinking at Sister Mia.  Sister Angela laughed out loud.  She left the room for a moment, and came back with a large cushion.
	“Then we’re going to need this.  Ivan, sweetie, come lie down on here.”
	Ivan stood up on jelly legs, stumbling over to the cushion.  He sat down on it, and then lied back.  Sister Mia removed her waist sash and veil, placing it on his table.  The two women walked over to him.  Sister Mia stepped over him, her bare ass above his face.  Sister Angela knelt down next to him.
	“If you can’t breathe or it hurts, just tap her butt three times, okay?”
	Ivan nodded, his eyes fixed at the round Rabbit ass above him.  Sister Mia took a deep breath, and went to her knees.  The smell from her snatch filled Ivan’s nose.  His penis got hard again, still a little sensitive from his first orgasm.  He was breathing hard, looking right at her puckered tailhole.  
	“Ready?” Sister Angela said.
	Ivan nodded again, taking a deep breath.  Sister Mia dropped her bottom.  Her slit pressed right against his nose and mouth.  Unsure of what to do, Ivan just sat still, taking in her beautiful scent.  She rubbed against him a few times, sighing softly.  Ivan’s cock shot straight upright, knowing this was an immensely erotic situation.  Sister Mia took a shaky breath.
	“Okay, Ivan.  Start sucking on the lips outside, okay?  Suck and release.”
	Ivan did as he was told.  He started sucking on the soft butter lips of her slit.  Sister Mia sighed loudly again, pressing her ass down harder.  He sucked in different spots, hoping he was doing a good job.  Sister Angela sat down near him, giggling.  She cleaned the cum from her feet, and poured more oil over his dick.
	“I hope you don’t mind if I go in for round two.  You are using his face for a chair, after all.”
	Sister Mia started panting lightly.
	“S-sure…I’ll come gobble his cock another time…”
	Sister Angela swung her feet around, laying on her waist a bit.  The sole of one foot met his cock, but her the top of her other foot squished it.  She began doing that weird jacking motion again, slowly.  Ivan moaned into Sister Mia’s ass.  Sister Mia moaned in response.
	“N-now start licking…right between the lips, in the slit…”
	Ivan did just that, tasting her arousal for the first time.  Sister Mia moaned louder.
	“JUST…Just like that!”
	He kept it up, his chest heaving heavily.  His cock was under attack by Sister Angela, but his mind was hazy from Sister Mia’s scent.  He was lapping up as much of her juices as he could, nearly addicted to the taste.  Sister Mia’s ass was rubbing hard against his snout, and his nose kept prodding at her anus.  He didn’t mind.  This must be what heaven felt like.  Buried in a heap of perfect asses like this.
	Sister Angela stopped momentarily, shifting her position.  Ivan whined softly, upset by the depravation of the perfect, buttery soft soles.  She sat on her ass, and giggled.
	“Hold on, sweetie.  I think you’ll like this more.”
	Her feet went back to his cock.  She put the bit under his knot between her toes with one foot.  The other did the same, wrapping around the rest of his shaft above his knot.  Sister Angela went back to work.  Her foot began rising and falling with his dick between her toes.  It was like the one earlier, but much, much tighter.  Ivan moaned again into Sister Mia, earning another moan of pleasure from her.
	“Ivan…Ivan, sweetie,” she practically cried out, “Stick your tongue inside!”
	Ivan’s tongue wormed its way into the little hole between her lips.  It tasted better than the outside.  He lapped around it the best he could, twisting and pushing his tongue.  As a reward, Sister Angela rubbed him faster.  Ivan whined a little, begging for a release.
	“Ivan,” Sister Angela said, “Go crazy on her pussy, okay?  And then I’ll let you cum.  Use everything she told you to do.”
	Gleefully, he began licking and sucking, taking his tongue back out.  He mixed up his patterns, combining the earlier methods.  Sister Mia was moaning and crying out as he did, her ass pressing harder and harder against him.  His balls were about to explode again, and he wanted to make sure he earned his reward.
	Sister Angela was also mixing up her pacing, going fast and going slow.  Sister Mia had stopped talking, as she was wrapped up in ecstasy.  Ivan’s tongue was going a little numb as he kept going, but he was determined to finish the Rabbit above him off.  His tongue went back inside, licking all around.  Sister Mia moaned louder than ever before, and it made Ivan feel somewhat satisfied.  He focused in on the pussy in his face, not worried about the soft toes squished around his cock.
	Satisfied with his efforts, Sister Angela began her finishing blow.  Her foot flew up and down faster than before, milking Ivan’s cock for all it was worth.  Ivan moaned, tongue still buried in Sister Mia, pushing his waist up.  After a few more strokes, his dick began pulsing like before.  More white goo, albeit a little less, shot out.  Sister Angela giggled, milking the last bits out of his cock.  Ivan didn’t relax, though.  He had a quest to complete.
	In a total gamble, he opened his mouth as wide as he could.  Taking in as much of Sister Mia’s slit that would fit, he began sucking hard.  Sister Mia moaned loudly, pressing down hard.  He felt her freeze above him, and her waist put an almost uncomfortable amount of pressure on his mouth.  With a loud cry, a few drops of liquid fell into his mouth.  It was sweet like candy or cream.  Ivan sucked as hard as he could, wanting more of those juices in his mouth.  Eventually, they stopped, and Sister Mia rolled off of him.  Ivan was panting, looking down at Sister Angela.
	“You did good, sweetie!”  
	She was cleaning the cum off of her feet, grinning at him.  Sister Mia was on her back, panting.  Ivan sat up, smiling at the display in his room.  He felt good, satisfied even.  It seemed to him that he had done something good.
	“Ivan,” Sister Angela began, “I need you to do something for me.”
	“W…what?” he panted.
	“You know the rules, you need to clean as payment for entertainment.  But, since you live here, I’ll make you a deal.”
	Ivan looked at her with curious intent.
	“If you come clean my feet, I’ll get you more of those crayons, okay?”
	Ivan tilted his head, confused.
	“Clean your feet…?”
	“Yes.  Come lick them clean, and I’ll give you a nice present.”
	Ivan crawled over to her.  She put her feet near his face. Her perfect soles glistened with the remnants of the lovemaking oil.  He gave them a sniff.  They smelled like flowers, but also some sweat.
	“Only for a little while, okay?”
	Unsure of how to act, he grabbed one of her feet.  He gave it a long lick.  Her soles were sweet like Sister Mia’s slit.  Pleased, he gave it more licks, pressing his face against it.  He licked her from heel to toe, not missing a wrinkle or groove.  He sucked her toes into his mouth one by one, cleaning off the sweet lovemaking oil.  Sister Angela giggled, patting his head.
	“Now the other one.”
	He switched feet, cleaning the other one with the same process.  Now he understood why all of the males liked her feet so much.  They were soft like fresh cream, and tasted like a sweet bun.  Done with the other one, he looked up at her, tail wagging.  She gave him a beaming smile.
	“Very good job, Ivan!  I’ll be certain to track down some more crayons for you.”
	Sister Mia rose, looking at Ivan.  She rolled onto the cushion, opening her arms.
	“C’mere, Ivan.”
	He went back to her, cuddling up against her.  They hugged for a little bit, relaxing on the cushion.  Sister Angela took his back, hugging him from behind.  Ivan sighed sweetly, closing his eyes.  He had to remember to thank Eraness for the advice.  The trio fell asleep, all pressed together on the small cushion.