Tabula Rasa: Adventures In A New World

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Tit Worship (Groping, Kneading, Kissing, a little bit of Nibbling,...), Large Breasts, Sensitive Breasts, Titfucking / Paizuri, (Excessive) Cumshot.

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“Do you have a moment?”

Krvavy glances back over her shoulder, and then down at the Dwarf that she didn’t realize was there. “Sure. What is it?” She places aside a brick and fully turns herself around.

“I... would like to talk.” Inanna hesitantly says, nervously shifting her weight back and forth as she stands in place.

“Everything alright?” Krvavy asks, slightly concerned by how the Dwarf is acting. This grey-skinned woman hardly shows any emotions, so for her to be visibly on edge... Well, it is a bit worrying to say the least.

“Yes... Yes, I am fine. It’s just...” The Dwarf trails off, seemingly unsure of what to say next.

“[If it makes it easier for you, you don’t have to say it in Common.]” The barbarian replies in Inanna’s native language.

The Dwarf dismissively shakes her head. “No, I... need to get used to speaking like this.”

Krvavy nods her head but remains silent, simply waiting for the short grey-skinned woman to say what she came here for.

After a few excruciatingly long minutes, Inanna takes a deep breath. Her intense copper-orange eyes lift up and pierce straight into Krvavy. “Why have you not tried to do anything sexual with me?”

The barbarian is stunned by those few words. A look of confused bewilderment swiftly fills her face as her jaw finds itself hanging open slightly. “What?”

“Why have you not tried to do anything sexual with me?” The Dwarf slowly repeats. “I see how you look at me. My body clearly arouses you. And yet you have done nothing to me. Why?”

Krvavy’s mind is reeling, caught completely off guard by the words coming out of Inanna’s mouth. She did not even consider that this would be what was worrying the Dwarf, and quite frankly she has no idea how to really respond.

“I do not expect you to try to have sex with me.” Inanna continues, though she is beginning to falter as her confidence wavers. “Your... penis... is longer and thicker than my forearm is. It would simply not fit inside of me. But you... you know that isn’t the only way to... perform such an activity. You know there are alternative ways to... enjoy... another’s body. I’ve seen as much. And yet you still haven’t so much as laid a hand on me. Why?”

The barbarian stares almost blankly at the very short woman standing before her, lips parted but not a word or even a sound passing between them.

An utterly mortified look fills Inanna’s face. Her skin goes pale, becoming a lighter shade of grey. “Have I... have I misread your gaze...? Is that it...? Do you... not actually find me attractive...? Have I simply just made a... a fool of myself...?” She mumbles in a soft and slightly shaky voice, hands trembling as she is crushed by a mountain of self-inflicted social anxiety.

The nervous fear dripping from that Dwarf snaps the Drakling out of her shock. “No! No, I do think that you’re really fucking hot!” She quickly blurts out.

Inanna’s thick eyebrows furrow as she stares uncertainly at the barbarian.

Krvavy’s face is already beginning to burn in embarrassment, but she pushes through it to try and reassure the Dwarf. “I really do think that you are attractive. It may be a bit crude to just say, but... but your tits are amazing! They are huge, the biggest I’ve ever seen, and they look even bigger with how short you are! I just want to sink my fingers and – fuck – even my teeth into those jugs! They look firm but also so juicy and soft, keeping their shape but also jiggling amazingly with even the slightest movement you make! I love watching your plump and puffy nipples rise and fall with each breath you take! I just want to nibble and suckle on them until they start dripping milk! But its not just your tits that I love! Your thick thighs are amazing and I want to use them as a pillow! Your soft belly is wonderful as well, and I want to just absolutely cover it with kisses! Fuck, I can only imagine how beautiful you’ll look pregnant, with that belly bulging out and pushing your massive milky melons aside! Haahhh...! Your face is absolutely beautiful as well, in a bit of a stern, statue kind of way! I love your eyebrows too, with how adorably thick they are! And your eyes, so gorgeous and intense! Your lips too! They look so soft and I – hahh...! I really want to kiss them!”

The barbarian’s bare breasts heave up and down as she pants so very heavily, struggling to catch her breath after that sudden rant. Her face is a shade of red that rivals her crimson hair, but... But Krvavy meant every single word she said. Even if that was all blurted out without much thought. And even if she can hardly remember what it is she just said... Still, she could have kept going on and on, if only her mind hadn’t caught up to what her mouth was saying, letting the heavy embarrassment set in.

Inanna seems to be in a similar state, equally embarrassed by the flurry of words that was just spewed out so honestly.

The Dwarf’s round cheeks are flushed a dark red colour that can only just pierce through her grey skin. Inanna’s expression is rapidly changing, bouncing from bewilderment to embarrassment and back again as the corners of her lips twitch upwards slightly. A part of her is clearly happy to hear those perverted compliments, but the rest of her simply doesn’t know how to respond.

Drakling and Dwarf stare at each other in silence, both unsure of what to say. As the seconds stretch into minutes, the feeling of awkwardness grows and makes it even more difficult for either of them to be the one to speak up first.

If it wasn’t for the embarrassing things that she said, Krvavy wouldn’t mind being in this awkward staring contest. The conflicting emotions that continue to play across Inanna’s face are turning that normally neutral woman’s expression into something that is, quite frankly, rather adorable. The sight of it is tugging on Krvavy’s heartstrings a little bit, as she didn’t expect the Dwarf to be able to look... to look this cute.

Inanna suddenly closes her eyes and takes a very deep breath, holding it for a few seconds before slowly exhaling. “I am sorry that I must disappoint you.” Her voice slightly wavers as she tries to project confidence.

“Huh?” Krvavy replies, her returning confusion only just slightly overpowering her fading embarrassment.

“You clearly have a...” the Dwarf pauses for a moment, trying to think of the right word, “strong desire for... breeding. I do not believe that we are compatible in that manner. Even beyond the differences in our... physiques.”

The bright red hue that had been slowly leaving Krvavy’s face floods back in with a vengeance, filling her with an overwhelmingly and humiliatingly amount of embarrassment. She drops her head down and buries her face into her hands, wordlessly groaning out and very much regretting having said anything at all.

“No need to be ashamed. You are quite... is virile the right word? Energetic and lusty. So it is only natural that you desire such things.” Inanna states, clearly trying to reassure the barbarian but only making her feel even more embarrassed.

But those words don’t help. In fact, they just make it worse, bringing Krvavy’s embarrassment to heights that she would never have thought possible.

“Mmm...” The Dwarf hums after a few more moments of awkward silence. “You became... erect... while saying those lewd things about my body.” She points out, causing Krvavy to die just a little more inside. “So I will take that as a sign of honesty and believe you. But then, if you truly do find me attractive, why have you not acted on those desires?”

“Because I didn’t think you’d want that!” The barbarian almost yells back, lifting her head from her hands.

“And why would that matter?” Inanna questions, tilting her head and sounding sincere.

“W-what?!” Krvavy incredulously sputters out. “I didn’t want to rape you!”

“Why not?” The Dwarf continues to question Krvavy. “You raped Khalia, did you not? And from what Theadosia has said, you forced yourself onto her as well. So why not do the same to me? My willingness does not matter. I am your captive, completely at your mercy. I rely entirely on you and the... [the sycophant]... that is your Elf – no offence intended to her – for food and shelter.”

Krvavy unconsciously shoves aside her embarrassment as she stares at the Dwarf in utter shock. “I don’t want to rape you! I didn’t want to rape Khalia! I just... I just lost control! And I broke her! Completely!” The burning flames of anger taints her incredulous outrage. Anger that is directed at herself, for the most part. “And Thea was more of a bitch back then!”

One of Inanna’s thick eyebrows raises up as she quizzically meets the barbarian’s intense gaze. “Would it help if I said that I was willing? Because I am.”

That completely smothers Krvavy’s growing fury, once again leaving her more confused than anything. “Why?” She breathlessly mutters out, overwhelmed by this whirlwind of emotions.

“Why?” Inanna slowly repeats, letting a slight bit of disbelief enter her voice. “You are quite handsome, for one. I’ve never found women attractive before, but there is just something about you that I find rather... appealing. Something other than that oversized tool between your legs. Perhaps it is the height, the power you have over me?”

Krvavy doesn’t know how to respond to any of that, simply staring slack jawed as the Dwarf carefully picks her words and continues slowly talking.

“On top of that, you haven’t forced yourself onto me. I wouldn’t complain if you did, and in fact I have been expecting that ever since I stopped wearing my clothing. But the fact that you did not do such a thing is... appreciated. You are more than just a simple beast who tries to breed with everything and anything that moves.”

Is that what Inanna first thought of Krvavy...? Or of Drakling’s, at least...?

“And speaking of that,” the Dwarf sighs rather tersely, closing her eyes, “you spend what feels like half of each day having sex with your other women. I am forced to listen to their pleasure, nothing I can do on my own is able to reach the heights that you clearly bring them to. It is... frustrating.”

“Wait...” Krvavy’s mind is slowly catching up to everything that has been said. And it can’t help but focus on one bewildering detail. “You... masturbate... to the sound of me having sex with my girls...?”

Inanna’s eyes open, her intense copper-orange gaze glaring at the barbarian. “[By the ancestors... How can someone with three women be so dense...?]”

Before Krvavy can respond, the Dwarf takes a few steps towards her and grabs onto the barbarian’s wrist. “Do I need to make this more clear for you, Dragon?” She says with obvious annoyance in her usually neutral voice.

Inanna pulls Krvavy’s hand down between her thick thighs, forcing the much taller dickgirl to stoop over a fair bit, and pushes it into the dense bush of dark hair growing atop her mound. The barbarian’s fingers press against wet lips, quickly getting coated in Inanna’s arousal.

The Dwarf abruptly pulls Krvavy’s hand free and glares up at the barbarian. “Do you understand now?”

“Uh, yeah... I think I do...” Krvavy mutters back, idly bringing her hand up and licking her fingers clean. The Dwarf’s juices don’t seem to have much of a magical flavour, just tasting faintly of copper and being ever so slightly salty, which kind of makes sense given her resistances...

She freezes completely, realizing what she just did.

Inanna exhales rather sharply as she grabs onto both of Krvavy’s wrists, forcibly dragging the barbarian’s hands down to her huge tits. “You can do whatever you want to my breasts, since you are so obsessed with them.”

“Really?” Krvavy can’t help but perk up at that, her worries all but being tossed out the door. The stream of pre steadily flowing from her throbbing cock may have something to do with that.

“Mmnh~...” Inanna lets a moan slip past her lips as she nods her head.

“Alright,” the barbarian takes a deep breath and reluctantly pulls her hands back, “lets get a bit more comfortable first~.”

Before Inanna can respond, Krvavy reaches down and lifts the Dwarf up into a tight hug. Their tits squish together, pale white skin pressing against dark grey flesh. That display just reinforces the absolutely massive size of Inanna’s tits, as they almost completely eclipse the Drakling’s own fairly large chest, even with the extreme difference in their height.

With a giddy smile slowly creeping onto her face, Krvavy carefully steps back and sits down on the ground, leaning her back against the stone wall. Her thick and meaty tail gets crushed a little, but that’s nothing a little wiggling can’t fix. The short grey-skinned woman is soon dragged into her lap, squishing the barbarian’s throbbing cock between the two of them.

The barbarian’s hands slowly slide up the Dwarf’s thick body, feeling the firm flesh beneath a layer of soft fat. In just a matter of seconds her hands cup the underside of the two enormous globes pressing against her. There is absolutely no way she could have just ignored them~.

“Mmh~...!” Inanna bites back a moan as the Drakling’s large fingers dig into her yielding flesh.

Krvavy idly kneads and gropes the Dwarf’s massive breasts, losing herself to the sensation. There is a degree of firmness to Inanna’s titflesh, but not quite as much as Krvavy expected there to be, at least considering how little they sag for their ridiculously large size. These big bountiful boobs are unbelievably soft, feeling almost like heavy clouds in her hands...

Vast expanses of grey-skinned flesh squishes out from between the barbarian’s fingers, jiggling almost like jelly in her hands. Krvavy is completely enamoured by that sight and those feelings, focusing entirely on the titanic tits she is touching and hardly even hearing the steady stream of muffled moans that each kneading squeeze draws out.

Inanna twitches and leans backwards, putting just enough space between their bodies for her huge puffy nipples to poke up into the air.

That sight immediately draws in Krvavy’s attention, and her hands slowly cross the large grey-skinned expanse to focus on her new targets. The Dwarf’s dark nipples are a little hard, but their sheer size seems to be keeping them mostly soft. Not that Krvavy cares, of course, as she’d play with these nipples regardless of that.

A bit of pleasure shoots through the barbarian as Inanna’s hips buck forwards, squishing her dripping cock between their bodies and making a slight mess with her pre. But Krvavy hardly pays that any mind, fixating completely on the prize in front of her.

Krvavy’s fingers stroke across the dark-grey areola, feeling faint goosebumps as she slowly circles around them. As plush and soft as Inanna’s tits are, her plump nipples are on an entirely different level. They puff up from the Dwarf’s grey-skinned breasts, rising up as spongy mounds atop these gigantic globes.

Her fingers move in towards the large nubs of Inanna’s nipples, trailing across a ring of bumps surrounding them. The Drakling’s black-scaled digits gently pinch the thick caps of the Dwarf’s bountiful breasts, rolling the sensitive flesh between her fingers.

“MMMNNH~!” Inanna’s muffled moan pierces through the barbarian’s concentration as warm liquid gushes against the base of her shaft.

Moving her eyes up, Krvavy gazes at the Dwarf’s lust-filled face. Inanna’s copper-orange eyes stare back, opened wide as both of her hands press down onto her mouth.

The barbarian abruptly lets go of the grey-skinned woman’s mountainous tits, drawing another muffled moan from Inanna. “Don’t hide those beautiful sounds.” Krvavy quietly orders, gently grabbing onto the Dwarf’s wrists and pulling those hands away.

Inanna’s face is flushed a deep red, almost looking purple through her dark-grey skin. She pants and gasps quite heavily, causing her breasts to heave with each breath. She slowly nods her head.

Krvavy smiles as her gaze is quickly drawn back downwards by the movement. Rather than continue spreading her attention across each of the Dwarf’s tremendously large tits, she decides to bring both hands down onto just one.

The barbarian’s smile gets considerably more lecherous as her hands fail to wrap around even half of Inanna’s left breast. These Dwarven tits are simply amazing, and Krvavy is completely in awe of them.

Without even thinking about it, Krvavy lifts the fairly heavy tit up and wraps her lips around its plump nipple.

“Mmmmh~!” Inanna bites her bottom lip and moans from that gentle sensation.

Krvavy’s teeth nibble down onto the sensitive flesh and her tongue teases the large nub crowning the Dwarf’s breast. Each movement draws beautiful lewd noises from Inanna, but she is still trying to hold the sounds of her pleasure back. Krvavy cannot have that. And so, with a playful and slightly sadistic look in her eyes, the barbarian begins sucking.

“OH~! [B-by the AAHN-ncestors~!]” The Dwarf lewdly cries out in surprise, grinding her hips forwards and spreading more of her slick fluids across Krvavy’s hefty sack.

The Drakling’s cheeks cave in slightly as she suckles on the Dwarf’s teat like a woman lost in a desert, desperate for a drink. Her tongue flicks back and forth across Inanna’s plump nipple, rubbing against it and the surrounding bumps with frantic intensity.

“[Fu-UAAAAH~!]” Inanna screams, her hands grasping onto Krvavy’s shoulders and squeezing down onto the Drakling’s scaled skin.

Krvavy stares down at her Dwarf, proudly gazing at the grey-skinned woman’s euphoric face, with half-lidded copper-orange eyes rolled up into her head. The fact that Inanna’s tits are as massive as they are is amazing enough in its own right, but for them to be this sensitive as well...

“UAAMmmmh~!” The Dwarf’s lewd cries slowly simmer down, though her body continues to buck and shake in pleasure as Krvavy’s assault doesn’t let up.

Nibbling down at the edges of Inanna’s plump areola, the barbarian realizes that something is missing. She is completely ignoring the Dwarf’s other huge breast, and that is hardly fair at all~.

The barbarian abruptly pulls herself back, the dark nipple popping out of her mouth as Inanna’s giant grey-skinned tit drops down and slaps against the Dwarf’s body. Krvavy takes a moment to admire her handiwork. There isn’t much beyond some faint bite marks crowning Inanna’s saliva soaked nipple, but that gives her more than enough reason to stare at these massive mounds.

Of course, she doesn’t stare for too long, as there is no reason for Krvavy to limit herself to just looking when can get back to touching.

Moving one hand beneath each huge and heavy tit, Krvavy slowly lifts them both up. The fact that Inanna can go around with these massive weights strapped to her chest all the time is just incredible. They are definitely hefty enough that the barbarian would worry about her own back getting sore if she had tits as huge as these...

“Mmmh~!” Inanna’s moan almost sounds relaxed as Krvavy’s hands idly massage her massive melons.

But a bit of groping isn’t why Krvavy has grabbed both big breasts. Her fingers dig into Inanna’s bountiful titflesh, getting a good grip as she presses the pair of puffy nipples together.

“Wai-IAAAHNNGH~!” The Dwarf’s protest is immediately cut off by her own orgasmic scream, as the two large nubs that crown her humongous breasts are engulfed by the barbarian’s mouth.

Krvavy’s long tongue flicks and prods both nipples, trailing across each plump areola with feverish abandon. The seal of her lips isn’t perfect, letting her drool drip down and slowly soak Inanna’s vast cleavage.

The sheer pleasure seems to be too much for the Dwarf, causing her whole body to seize up as gargled and choked moans slip past her clenched teeth. “NNNGGNMMHH~!” Inanna’s hips buck forwards frantically, grinding her clit and hair covered slit against the base of Krvavy’s shaft, making an absolute mess in the barbarian’s lap.

Inanna’s eyes roll back into her head so far that her copper-orange iris’ disappear from sight. Her fingers dig painfully into the barbarian’s shoulders before abruptly slipping free, causing the Dwarf to fall backwards.

With a muffled whack, Krvavy’s tail slaps into Inanna’s back, cushioned by the mass of black woollen hair. The pale appendage isn’t quite capable of keeping Inanna upright on its own, as proven when her twitching body slowly begins to fall to the side.

So, with great reluctance, Krvavy is forced to let the plump nipples pop free from her mouth as she moves to stabilize the Dwarf.

Inanna continues to seize and shake as the barbarian draws her into a hug, slipping a hand beneath the Dwarf’s thick mane of hair to rub her on the back.

Krvavy’s cock throbs in desperate protest, squished beneath their bodies, but she does her best to ignore it. At least for now, as she gives Inanna a chance to recover.

It takes a few long minutes for the Dwarf’s convulsions to begin dying down, and a couple more for her breathing to stabilize into something better than choked gasps.

“[You good?]” Krvavy asks with some concern in her voice, almost immediately getting a shaky nod in response. “Great.” She sighs out as a hungry look fills her eyes. “Because I’m not done doing ‘whatever I want’ to you just yet~!”

A slight bit of fearful trepidation crosses the Dwarf’s face, but Krvavy pays that no mind as she pushes Inanna down and out of her lap.

Krvavy firmly grabs onto both bountiful breasts once more, kneading their soft titflesh beneath her fingers as she pulls the massive mounds into her lap. Her colossal cock throbs in perverted pride as the grey-skinned tits slowly wrap around Krvavy’s shaft. Inanna has absolutely gigantic breasts, but even they aren’t big enough to completely engulf the barbarian’s length.

The bit of pride welling up inside her overpowers the mild disappointment that fact brings.

Inanna’s slightly clouded copper-orange eyes go wide, staring straight at the cockhead twitching right in front of her face, dripping a steady stream of pre down into her cleavage. Her expression is a bit hard to read, as is usual with her, but she still looks... rather excited~.

The horny haze playing at the edge of Krvavy’s mind flows in with force, enticed by the prospect of finally getting some relief.

With bated breath the barbarian begins to lift these massive tits up and down. The dark-grey flesh squishes around her pale shaft, forming an absolutely beautiful sight. The sensation of these plush pillows pressing around her cock is just perfect. It isn’t as intense as actually being inside one of her girls, but it is amazing in its own right.

The Dwarf wordlessly gasps as her plump breasts are used by the barbarian, her surprisingly sensitive skin rubbing against the ridges of Krvavy’s Draconic dick. Her intense gaze follows a drop of slick pre down into the chasm of her cleavage, trailing her copper-orange eyes down the barbarian’s sizable shaft.

Krvavy gradually picks up the pace, occasionally bucking her hips up into the heavy tits held in her lap. The edges of her mind quickly begin to burn with pleasure, already having been pushed so close to her limit after all of that time neglecting her cock in favour of worshipping these massive mammaries.

With a grunt the barbarian’s fingers roughly clench down, digging into yielding flesh as her cock throbs and twitches. A thick rope of seed shoots from her tip, splatting directly into Inanna’s face and causing the Dwarf to flinch as she jerks her head back. The next few spurts launch into the air, raining down onto the vast expanse of dark-grey titflesh.

But Krvavy hardly pays attention to that, her vision fading into white static as each throbbing spurt sends waves of ecstasy coursing through her body. Her long tongue lolls out past her lips, drool dripping onto her own bare breasts, as she can’t help but lean back, pressing her head against the cold stone wall.

Bliss swirls through her very being, tingling so wonderfully as it rolls through her limbs and climbs her spine. Each pulse of her cock feeds into the feelings melting her mind. Her heavy sack almost trembles as it squeezes out its seed. Warmth surrounds her shaft, wet and hot and almost all encompassing.

The Drakling’s fingers and palms knead and caress the vast expanse of this shortstack’s titflesh, squishing those gigantic globes around her shuddering shaft as it sputters out the last few spurts of her load.

Satisfaction settles over her like a heavy, comforting blanket. She isn’t sated, not exactly, but the pleasures assailing her soul are... lessening a little.

Coming down from her euphoric high, Krvavy looks upon the beautiful mess that she has made of the Dwarf. Inanna’s eyes are closed as cum drips down her flushed face, seemingly shocked and unsure of what to do about it. A few spurts stain her coal-black hair, but the vast majority of Krvavy’s seed is glazing the Dwarf’s gloriously giant globes, the white creamy mess pleasantly contrasting against flushed dark-grey skin.

The sight of that satisfies a more primal part of Krvavy’s mind.

She has marked Inanna as her own, coating this Dwarf with her creamy essence. A part of her mind laments that she hadn’t covered these massive tits with love-bites before cumming all over them, placing them as an extra layer to prove her claim over this Dwarf, but this sight is no less pleasant without them. Her thick seed will soon be washed off, but there is no doubt in the depths of Krvavy’s mind that this Dwarf is hers.

+3 Divine Favour, for claiming this Dwarf as your own.

The notification that pops up in Krvavy’s vision causes her heart to skip a beat. This confirmation of a deep desire being fulfilled flames her lust, causing her cock to throb with desperate need in the pillowy confines of her Dwarf’s breasts.

As usual, cumming just once isn’t quite enough for the barbarian. But, looking at the mess that is Inanna, Krvavy decides to push aside her lust and grant this grey-skinned woman some mercy. Inanna has clearly had enough, looking almost like a cum-covered statue if not for her ragged breathing and the aftershocks of pleasure still coursing through her body.

Besides, it isn’t like Krvavy is going to ignore her lust: her mana could use some topping up, and Thea would probably welcome the distraction.

Grabbing the Dwarf beneath her arms, Krvavy pulls Inanna into a hug in the same motion as she rises to her feet. The barbarian doesn’t mind the mess of her own cum that spreads across her arms and chest, as they are only a few steps away from the shower.

The Dwarf smiles slightly as Krvavy turns the knob, sending hot water sprinkling down onto them both.