Chapter 3 pt5

"Oh, back already? I hope the dungeon went well," said the first otterkin.

"Am I going crazy or was the vulpine one pregnant last time they were here?" said the second glancing at Vivi.

"She was, but she has one of those fancy city dweller Artefacts that disguise things, one that hid her pregnancy."

"Huh. City folk." She turned to the Vulpine. "Well congrats anyway, and congrats if the dungeon also went as you hoped."

"Ah. not really," said the fox girl scratching at her chin. "That dungeon might not actually be a dungeon."

The otterkin blinked. "R-Really?"

"Yes," said Ellaria. "We can't really know for certain right now, but when we get back to the adventurers guild I'm going to ask for them to send in an expert to examine it. It wasn't like any dungeon I've ever known."

"Not a dungeon?" said one of the male otterkins on the bar suddenly standing up. "What are you blathering about? Of course it's a bloody dungeon!"

Ellaria held up her hands placatingly. "Might not be a dungeon. The matter is uncertain as of right now. We saw no sign of a dungeon core or other typical dungeon features...amongst other things."

"C-calm down Doderic, they're only doing their job," said Hope.

The otterkin's eyes flashed with anger and he threw his tumbler at her, the glass bouncing across the floorboards and spraying whiskey across the wood. "Shut your hole bitch, this is none of your responsibility!"

Ellaria looked from the whiskey splattered on the freshly cleaned floor to the angry otterkin and narrowed her eyes.

"Sir, we are not here to decide if it's a dungeon or not. We were simply the first to hear about it being found."

"Pah, what do some grubby third-class adventurers like you know? One of you went dungeon diving while pregnant for crying out loud! You're just a bunch of know-nothing amateurs..."

"You clearly run an inn looking for more customers buddy," said Flora drifting forward. "Well, have you ever heard of the expression 'you catch more flies with honey than by being a complete cunt?'" The gnome gave him a shit eating grin.

The otterkin spluttered, "How, how dare you!

The two other otterkins beside him began to sit up.

"Flora, please, you're not helping. Listen, we're here simply to rest at your establishment. Nothing more nothing less. I would prefer it if this was a clean transaction, without grief, and I'm sure you would prefer it if we didn't have a bad word to say about your inn to our adventurer peers, no?"

The otterkin paused and then with a scowl relented. "Fine. To tell the truth I was only angered because business is rough. That dungeon was supposed to be our lucky break." He let out a sigh of annoyance then glared at the female otterkins who were looking at him warily. "Well? See to it that our guests are comfortable." He snapped his fingers a few times and the female otterkins turned to get on with things.

One of the twins looked between the band's members. "I'm Kayla, what would you like to drink?"

"Just a water thank you," said Ellaria.

"I'll have a beer-" The Vulpine glanced down at her 'pregnant' belly, then with a sigh, "Actually I'll have a water too."

The Gnome snorted at the vulpines predicament then turned to Kayla. "Get three whole beers for me, none of that half of a pint shit, I'll be drinking for my pussy comrades."

"Uh, right, two waters, three beers." She turned to Fey who was still in the doorway and gave her a questioning look.

"J-just a beer please."

"Sure." The otterkin scuttled away to the backroom.

Hope approached the centaur and looked up at her.

"You can come inside you know darling."

"I-it's okay even with my uh, thing?"

"Hm?"

"My, uhm, 'under tail'. I can't show people, it's d-dirty."

"Oh, that! Yes, that's fine! We have all sorts in here from time to time, all kinds of cultures, nothing to worry about, we'll deal with any mess, come come, we'll try and get you something comfortable to sit on, can't say we get many centaurs around here, you're a pretty rare species."

"Oh, uhm, okay."

The centaur stepped forward and clopped onto the floorboards.

A gasp below her made her freeze and she looked down to see the otterkin staring at her cock with her small hand over her open mouth.

"You said it was okay!" said Fey hopelessly.

"I- I thought you were referring to your actual tail needing cleaning..." said the otterkin faintly, her eyes mesmerised by the centaur's gently throbbing hard on.

Lily was drawn over with a puzzled look seeing Hope unmoving and her eyes were led to the underside of the centaur where she also froze up.

"Holy shit that- that's a massive cock." The otterkin's eyes widened. "The size of it, h-how is it so big!?"

"I'm sorry! I can't help it, I have a condition!"

Hope slowly removed her hand from her mouth, a little drool coming with it. "Uh, uh, it, it's fine love. We'll just get you sat down shall we, and get your mind off that big hard vascular- uh, we'll get you a drink. This way."