TRC - Lord of the Glass Desert Ch. 05

The bovine woman's step faltered at his words and she stole a glance over her shoulder at him. When the cow-girl looked forward again there was a slight smile on her lips and a sway in her hips that wasn't there a second ago.

Kal called out to the woman pulling the rickshaw, "Just so you know, I don't have any real destination, I'm just looking to keep moving for most of the day. If you can think of any interesting views or places to go, then head in that direction. You know this city better than I do."

"Would you quit thinking with your dick and take this a little more seriously?" Ria growled.

"I am taking it seriously," he replied, his eyes losing focus as he concentrated on the ward for a moment. When they focused again, he looked over at the glowing woman sitting on his shoulder. "But I won't sit in my tent, cowering in fear." He looked down at his arms where his normal thick leather vambraces had replaced the lighter, less noticeable ones he made for his trip into the city, "This time I know she will be coming. This time I'm prepared." Though Ria couldn't see it, each of the runes on the arm guards were glowing but were so faint they would only be visible in a pitch-black room.

"So why the tour around town for the entire day?" asked the sprite.

Kal smiled, "You'll see."

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Kashka cursed this infuriating human as she leapt from one rooftop to another, trying to keep up with the man's cart. She thought yesterday that he had two different cloaks when she didn't see the glow from the magic dye his cloak had been marked with at the bazaar. When he emerged from the Inn that morning, she was certain it was the same cloak he was wearing when she poisoned him, but he had somehow removed a dye that was supposed to be permanent.

Why was he doing this? There's no way that he could think she wouldn't try again. Did he think it was just a fluke that she attacked him? Did he feel like he ran her off and was safe now? Questions flooded her mind as she sprung over to the next rooftop, stumbling slightly as her feet came down on the sun-baked, clay-like material. It was approaching noon and she had been trailing the human's rickshaw for hours now with only brief respites when the cow-girl stopped to get a drink from one of the public fountains or to relieve herself. Her only indication he was even still in the cart was the way the bovine driver posed and presented herself to her rider whenever they got a few moments alone.

The silver clip holding her tan cloak closed warmed against her skin indicating the border of a ward was nearby. It seemed to be the only precaution the man had taken, though she wasn't sure if the ward was working since the rickshaw had passed numerous other cat-girls out on the street and the mage didn't appear to take notice of them.

She didn't think it was possible the ward was tuned specifically to her.

As she watched from a distant rooftop, the cow-girl half turned and pointed to her mouth before rubbing her belly. Though the mage's ward kept her too far away to hear what they were saying, it was easy to tell that he gave her permission to get something to eat. The rickshaw drivers only ate at one of three stables positioned around the city. A smile came to the cat girl's face, she already knew where the nearest one was located.

As the mage's cart started moving, she whispered the command word activating the magic in her cloak which made her unnoticeable to those not specifically looking for her. Seeing the bovine woman turn in the direction of the nearest stable, she darted off to check the place out before their arrival. With luck she would be done with this frustrating human within the next hour or so.

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"She's gone," Ria reported, becoming visible once again.

"Good," he replied before calling out to the cow-girl, "Change of plans. You indicated there were a few places you could go to eat, take me to the one furthest from here and get there as quickly as you can."

The woman pouted while rubbing her belly.

The mage gave her an apologetic smile, "I'll make it up to you when we get there, I promise."

The cart driver's pout was replaced by a smile and a shiver of anticipation before turning the rickshaw around and heading west at a jog.

As they bounced along, Ria floated just above her normal perch on his shoulder. "I'm confused. You let her follow you for half a day and now you are running away from her."

The mage nodded though a bump nearly hid the motion as he bounced around inside the cart. "She has spent all that time leaping from rooftop to rooftop or following behind us on foot. Now, when she realizes I'm not going where she thinks I am she is going to spend a good amount of time running around trying to find me. If I time things right, you and I will get back to the inn about the time she gives up and comes back to wait for me."

"What is the point of doing all this just to have her catch up with you at the inn?"

"You'll see," the mage chuckled.

"Dammit, Kal! Don't screw with me, I'm worried about you!"

"I know Ria, but I think you will understand better when you see her. I don't want to insult you, but my reasons are specific to the living. Besides, it's kind of fun to tease you."

"Fine, whatever," she said, crossing her arms. "Call me if you're wrong and she ends up catching up with you," she snapped before fading away.

Directing his attention to the piece of leather pressed against his back, he activated the wind-screen that slowed the air rushing at him so he could breathe properly when flying. The topaz brooch that kept the dust and sand off him was getting overwhelmed by the dust kicked up by the jogging cow-girl's hooves.

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It was close to an hour later when Kashka returned to the last place she saw the mage. In a nearby shadowy alley, the cat-girl grabbed up a beggar by the rags he was wearing, "Which way did he go," she snarled in his face.

"Fuck off pussy-cat. I already told ya, Guild ain't said nothin' about reportin' to you."

Unsheathing one of the daggers on her belt, she jabbed it toward the man's chin, "I don't care what the guild has or hasn't told you. If you know which way the man with sprite went, then tell me."

He flinched away before giving her a toothless grin. "Kitty hurtin' a human. You'll piss off the guild bad doing that."

"If I don't kill this man, then my master will kill me. Do you know what that means?"

The beggar's eyes narrowed, "What?"

"If you don't help me, then I'm dead and I don't need to give a damn what the Beggar's Guild thinks."

The man laughed, "Just another dead pussy rotting in an alley," he scoffed until the dagger slid under his chin and into his brain.

"You first," she said, letting his body drop and cleaning the dagger on his clothes before kicking some of the nearby trash and dirt over him.

Kashka was disgusted with herself for killing an unarmed man out of anger. Thinking back to all the times she hid outside one of the city's inn and listened to the bards and minstrels sing songs of heroism and honor, she wondered about what those heroes would think of what she just did.

When she killed for Bozun, she was just a weapon and killing was her duty. She need not be any more concerned about honor than the daggers on her sides. But killing the beggar was her choice and the thought didn't settle well with her.

Stepping away from the dead human, the cat-girl bounded between buildings until she reached the rooftops. Looking to the east, she decided to check the next of the rickshaw driver's stables in the direction she last saw the man traveling. After a day of following the mage, her only chance to rest had been the short time she sat waiting for him to arrive at the stable. As she leapt from building to building, the distance between them felt like it was growing as soreness began creeping into her legs.

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The stable they arrived at was a long wooden building, making it stand out from the mud-brick structures surrounding it. Trotting into the large wooden doors on one end, he saw that a third of the building was filled with rickshaws like the one he was riding, all parked and driverless. Beyond the carts was another wall with two more large doors and a smaller one next to the human woman's booth. 'Smaller' was relative, the door was sized for the tall bovine women it was made for.

The older woman sitting in a small booth inside the stable regarded Kal skeptically. "Well, you seem young enough to go for a while, how much do you want for taking care of a few of my girls?"

"I'm sorry... what?" asked Kal, thinking he had misheard her.

"How much do you want to fuck Popeh here," she waved at the cow-girl who had brought him, "and as many of the others as you can handle."

Kal stood there, dumbfounded for a moment. He had somehow forgotten that having sex with monster girls was so distasteful to the people of this city they had to pay men to take care of the bovine women's needs. He had only been joking when he considered the idea as a way to make some money if needed, now that he was standing there...

"I'll pass," he said.

"Well damn," replied the woman as Popeh let out a groan of disappointment.

"On the coins. I'll pass on the coins," he looked up at the cow-girl next to him, "I'm not quite ready to become a prostitute yet."

The human woman looked confused, "So, you're still going to fuck her?"

"If she wants me to." Out the corner of his eye, he could see Popeh nodding emphatically.

"Whatever gets you off," the woman replied, her voice bordering on a sneer. Looking at the cow-girl she held out a hand, "Pouch."

Popeh unclipped the coinpurse from her harness and handed it over. As the woman was counting the coins, Kal's ears picked up on the noise coming from the other side of the large door next to the booth. Instead of lowing, which was all he had heard from the cow-girls out on the streets, he was hearing a normal conversation between several women. The voices and words were unmistakable even if they were noticeably deeper than a human's.

"Here," said the woman, handing Kal a few coins, "the least I can do is refund your fare for taking care of some of my girls."

"You call them girls, and not 'heifers'" Kal pointed out.

The woman glared at him before pointing at the door next to them, "Go get your dick wet."

Popeh barely kept herself from running through the door while Kal followed, closing it behind him. As he turned around, he found himself lifted into a crushing hug.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" the cow-girl cried out as Kal put some power into his strength rune to keep her from accidentally breaking his ribs. Dropping him to the ground, she grabbed him by the hand and pulled him toward the empty stalls in the back of the building. "This isn't my home stable, we need to go to one of the guest stalls," she explained as Kal jogged along to keep up with the woman's long strides.

On either side of the central aisle were open stalls with wooden dividers between them. Each stall was set up the same. Suspended from hooks on the back wall was a bag of oats and a water bucket while off to one side was a small shelf with a bowl, eating utensils, and a brush. Below the shelf on the hard-packed dirt floor was a large but surprisingly normal-looking bed with a stool in the opposite corner. Looking to the side, the mage saw a number of the women sitting on the stools eating a bowl of watered oats mixed with what looked to be the crushed up sweet brown seed pods he saw the other day at the bazaar. He guessed the girls each got an occasional day off by the few that were still asleep despite it being the middle of the day but most of the ones they passed were empty since their occupants were still out working.

Catcalls and cheers followed him and Popeh as the other women took notice of his presence, peppered by a few requests to be next and more than a couple yells of, "Lucky Heifer!"

As she pulled him into a stall that looked much less lived-in than the others, the cow-girl's harness dropped to the floor. While one hand was occupied with pulling Kal along, the other had been working at the buckles of the leather apparatus. Kicking it to the side, the mage noticed then that she was a bit shorter now and that her legs had changed from bovine to human. She spun around and dropped to her knees before reaching out to start working at his belt.

"I'm sorry for the rush," she apologized, slurring her words slightly. As her hands finished with his belt and went to work on his trousers. "We only have enough time to eat once we come through that door." Tugging his pants down, she didn't waste a moment before sucking his cock into her mouth. Her large, thick tongue felt heavenly to Kal and she had to get his attention to help him slip out of his boots and pull his pants the rest of the way off. He noticed that the other cow-girls seemed to speak in a similar manner and wondered if their pillowy tongues were the reason. As her tongue swirled around his prick, he quickly found himself not caring.

Taking a few extra moments to savor the feel of him in her mouth, her tongue lovingly coated his cock with her spit as she slowly pulled off him. Dragging Kal along, she fell back onto the bed while positioning him between her legs.

"I need you inside me, but I want you to finish here," she pointed at her mouth before reaching down and placing him at her entrance. As she grabbed his prick her eyes went wide with surprise. Propping herself up on an elbow, she looked down between her legs. "You weren't that big a second ago," she said with a mixture of wonder and confusion.

The mage smiled, "I have some tricks up my sleeve," he said as he slowly moved his hips forward. The cow-girl's pussy clamped down as the head slipped inside, the large woman's sex was unused to such a large intruder, but the copious amount of spit she left on him along with how wet she was allowed him to continue pushing. She gasped at the feeling of stretching around him as her legs wrapped around his waist and pressed him deeper into her. The head of his cock nudged the entrance to her womb and she tilted her head back to let out a very cow-like bellow.

Cheers erupted from the other girls in the stable.

Once their hips came together the walls of her pussy relaxed slightly, Kal took this as a signal to start moving. The inside of her sex was slightly rougher than what he was used to, but not to the point where it was uncomfortable. Instead, the texture seemed to intensify the sensation as he began sliding in and out of her with long strokes. Because of their time constraints, he was going to warn her that he normally took a while but after the first few times sinking into the woman's depths, he didn't think that was going to be an issue. When she reached down and began playing with her clit, her other hand pulled his head down to one of her breasts. Taking the wide nipple in his mouth and sucking hard, he felt the hand trapped between them rubbing her pearl start to move even faster. Though he wasn't excited about the need to hurry, the mage started hammering into her, his enchanted cock letting him take longer strokes than normal which only increased their pleasure more.

Deep lowing moans escaped Popeh's mouth with each stroke, gradually rising higher in pitch until she grabbed Kal by the hips and held him tight against her pussy, grinding her clit against him. Clamping her mouth shut, she breathed loudly through her nose as her body shook through her orgasm. Sensing her coming climax, Kal managed to take a deep breath just before she mashed his face into the soft flesh of her large breasts.

Not wasting time, Kal pulled out of her sex as soon as she relaxed. As he slipped free, a quiet, "Whoa," from behind them let him know they had gained an audience. Quickly moving up the cow-girl's body, he straddled her belly and laid his cock between her massive tits.

"You're a big one," she said, pushing her breasts together to make a soft channel for him to slide through. Lifting her head, her tongue just managed to swirl around the head of his prick. Looking up at him, she was about to say something when she saw that his eyes were closed in concentration. With his eyes still closed, he reached down and took hold of one of her horns, holding her head in place. A moment later she felt movement between her breasts at the same time the head of the human's cock nudged her lips. The man's prick continued growing until the head was completely in her mouth.

Popeh wanted to play with her clit again as the feel of the man sliding between her breasts and into her mouth was something she never thought she would experience. A few seconds later two fingers that couldn't have been the human's, since his hands were using her horns to pull her mouth further down his prick, slipped inside her sex, collecting some of her fluids before bringing them up to her pearl and starting to make tiny circles. There was no way for her to know who it was, but she thanked them from the bottom of her heart.

Kal ventured a peek down at the cow-girl beneath him, hoping that it didn't disrupt the image in his head that he was doing this with Ikuno instead. Seeing that she was enjoying herself so much she looked like she was about to cum again, he closed his eyes and focused on the wonderful feelings from his cock and how happy Ikuno was going to be in a few seconds when he filled her mouth.

Pushing her arms away from her breasts, Kal swung a foot up to the side of Popeh's head, changing this angle so he could get deeper into her mouth before speeding up. With her clit being taken care of, the cow-girl pulled him into her until he was nudging the back of her throat.

Pressing against the entrance to her throat but denied entrance, Kal grunted and began filling the woman's mouth. The first shot of his seed coated Popeh's tongue and a moment later her back arched as her second climax washed over her. She bounced off the bed before going into another arch, and another, then another before she finally relaxed enough to pull off Kal's prick and gasp for air.

Their opportunity to enjoy the afterglow was brief as she leaned over the side of the bed and asked the onlookers, "How long do I have?"

"A couple of minutes, at most."

Popeh gave Kal an apologetic smile, "Sorry, I wish I had more time."

The mage stood up on the bed, allowing her to get up and start putting her harness back on. "I understand, I'm on a schedule too."

"My home is the northern stable," she said as she cinched up her buckles. "Four days from now is my next rest day. The other girls and I would love it if you stopped by when we could have more time."

"I'm sorry, but I'm just passing through. By then, I will be crossing the desert."

Popeh pouted for a moment but it was quickly replaced by a smile. "The offer is open next time you pass through then." She pulled him down and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you so much." Grabbing a handful of oats from the bag hanging on the wall, she shoved them in her mouth before fetching her large straw hat and jogging toward the exit.

Pulling off his shirt but leaving his vambraces on just in case he needed to wrestle with one of the large women, Kal laid down on the oversized bed and put his hands under his head. "If I'm correct then I still have another hour and a half before I need to leave," he told the three bovine women still standing at the end of the stall.

The two in front immediately turned toward the larger woman standing behind them with pale skin and hair that somehow managed to not look sickly on her. "Chae, you should go first," said one of them. "He's the biggest human I've ever seen."

"Do you think you have another in you?" said the tallest of the three, looking at his half-hard cock.

Reaching down, he cast the rejuvenation spell while focusing on the pale-white cow-girl, she looked to be only a few finger-widths shorter than Ikuno and it showed as his prick grew to Chae's ideal size. Seeing the looks of surprise on the girl's faces, he chuckled, "I think I have a few more left in me."