Journey of the Scrolls - Side Stories

List of Side Stories

from Chapter 3: The Journey Begins....
True Desire

from Chapter 3: The Journey Begins....
                True Desire-Ze

    The Kingdom of Fralla was considered to be a lovely neighbor to the luscious plains of Syphony. While it did not have nearly as much production as some others, it was a beloved little place for young beast-men to come and live happily and quietly. The forests were small and inviting, and Lake Icthys was a calm, soothing place for young families to fish and rest. The King even took pleasure in walking through the Kingdom, not a fear nor care in the world. Noone was ready for the chaos to ensue.
    A tiger couple had been blessed with a litter of four, which was quite surprising for them, as they were expecting twins. But quickly, that blessing spread to others and soon, houses were becoming overrun with litters. The King began to become more intimate with the Queen and his maidens than intimate with the Kingdom, and the fields sprouted outward into large jungles of massive plants. The growth of fertility did not stop there, no; it only got worse as the villagers made houses outside of the city walls. If nothing was to be done for the Kingdom, it would become nothing more than a constant orgy and offspring producing land that no longer bore the feelings of serenity that filled it years ago.
    None of this ever really crossed the mind of Tabris, a raccoon boy who was no older than five when the chaos filled the land. His mother and father were unscathed by the growth for many years, for his mother had become barren after his birth. However, not far into his adolescent years, he watched his mother bare a litter of six offspring. He helped out all he could with his parents, but his mind kept wandering out the window and his gaze followed.
    There were three girls, each dressed fairly teasingly, and they stood at the same spot everyday before they ran into a few more girls and went out of sight. He had spoken with them before in their grammar school. Elisa, a mouse, always wore a silky blue dress that draped down her curves, and her swishing little tail always made the raccoon blush. Then there was Martha, a squirrel, who presumably wore tight red shirts and skirts to tease his and many others’ eyes, but if one was to attempt to touch, her fist could knock more than a few teeth from the a skull. The third giggling girl was Kristine, a skunkette, who wore a small, light green shirt and a slender blue skirt that stopped at her knees.
    These three always took Tabris’s mind for a spin. He was not aware that maybe the chaos was to blame, but his thoughts could not contain themselves whenever he saw their smiles. They were cute, cuddly, and very well-developed. He knew they showed quite an interest in him, too, but he was unsure what to do. The land had changed all the inhabitants since the chaos spread. Normal ruttings would result in massive pregnancies...in some rare, but steadily rising, cases involved getting pregnant twice over He did not want to harm them in such a way, so carefree and blissful without children.
    Regardless of his own thoughts, he decided to move out of his home. His mother had gotten pregnant again, one of the many clerics seeing it to be larger than last. He knew that his room would soon be filled with cribs and whimpering cubs, and that would not improve on his image toward the girls. His father agreed to help find him a home, and within two month’s time, he found a house near the North of the city. A couple had left recently in hopes to escape the chaos (which, alas, they could never stop by simple relocation), and that left Tabris with a large family-sized place for himself.
    Years passed, and the three women grew even more sensual in the raccoon’s eyes, though he no longer had the window through which view to their forms. At his quiet(er) home, he sighed and looked at his bed. He had spent a hefty penny to get it remodeled to fit more than five in it easily. He laid down on the bed and looked at the ceiling.
    “If I don’t do something fast,” he pondered to himself aloud, “I’m never going to get them...but I don’t want to make them full of babies. I just don’t see myself becoming a father.”
    Fate chose that day for Tabris to face his thoughts, as it forced a special salesman to walk past his house and ring out a delightful sound. “Want all the fun in your life but none of the litters? Come on down to Miss Vivi’s Magic Shop for all your remedy needs...” the announcer’s bell rang out, and Tabris sat up with a large grin on his face.
    “That’s it I’ll talk to this lady and get something that’ll make those girls proud to be with me All the fun and none of the babies...sounds like a plan.”
    The raccoon quickly got ready to go and leapt outside of his house with a bright smile on his face. At last, he could show his feelings to the girls without the chaos to get in his way. He scratched hin chin for a moment before he found a building with a worn sign reading, “Miss Vivi’s.” He grinned and stepped right into the store.
    The door swung open to a rather old and dirty room, filled with various trinkets and bottles and oddities. The smell was rather tantalizing, yet harsh at the same time. A curtain of blue-colored beads dangled from an open doorway. The sound of the creaking floor stirred someone from within that doorway, and a curious Tabris walked further inward. The sounds of activity outside were oddly quiet in this house. He figured magic took part in that, when he saw a scantily clad alligator femme walk through the curtain with a chuckle.
    “Ah, what do we have here?” she giggled and looked over his frame. He recoiled lightly, which caught her attention and made her grin. Her black hair drifted down her sides and her earrings jingled with her movements. It became quite obvious why she was so tight in her purple clothing: she was heavily pregnant, her belly several feet outward and hanging down to her knees. Tabris could not answer; she was a rather different sight from those outside.
    “Don’t worry, little one, I don’t bite,” she looked at her belly and stroked it, “a little magic mishap made this possible, but I’ll be fine...” she giggled with a hint of mischief.
    “Um...you must be...miss Vivi?”
    “Oh, yes indeed, I am. I imagine you heard one of my workers outside. They are such great helpers in getting me customers. Their payment is quite fun to give, too,” this made Tabris a little more uneasy, but he needed that potion, regardless of what Miss Vivi did. She gestured for him to come closer. “What is it that I can do for you, hun?” she grinned.
    “Well, uh...I heard that you had a potion to prevent this fertility chaos from hitting lovers?”
    She scoffed, “Just like the rest of em. You are only pushing away the inevitable,” she laughed to herself as she looked at a shelf full of various bottles full of a myriad of colorful liquids. She hmmed and made Tabris sigh sadly with her response, “Sorry, hun, we sold out of those not long ago. They are very popular stuff...but you know what will work just as well?”
    “What...?”
    “This,” she handed the raccoon a potion shaped as a heart. He looked up at her with a confused look, and she continued. “This will look into what your heart wants for the future, not what your brain wants now. Trust me when I say whatever happens, you’ll eventually like it.”
    Desperate, Tabris nodded heavily and paid for the potion, but the gator handed it back. “You need not to pay me. The price will be me able to see you happy. But do not come back here to complain if something goes awry. It cannot be reversed...”
    He left the store a little letdown, but at the same time overly anxious. He went back into his house and put the potion on the table. He looked it over and shrugged.
    “I don’t see any warnings or incantations...if I am so desperate to have fun with those girls, this must help prevent it,” he nodded to himself and drank the whole potion, feeling a warm tingling sensation run throughout his body. He felt so warm and cuddly, something he hadn’t expected to feel. He murred softly and grinned to himself. He felt better already With a smug look on his muzzle, he left his house to meet with some special ladies.
    Elisa, Martha, and Kristine were found wearing their usual garb and emotions. Elisa blushed to Kristine’s story about seeing her sister play with a bear in the kitchen, while Martha giggled and kept mostly to herself today. Tabris was quite surprised that the girls had not gotten pregnant yet, but they were very good at teasing and fleeing before they got too far. But not today, no way. He was going to go all the way with all three, and they would not have any worry in the world.
    “Hello, ladies,” snickered the raccoon as he approached the girls.
    The three girls blushed and waved in unison, Kristine the first to say anything.
    “Hello, Tabris. Lovely day we’re having,”
    “Yes, indeed. How are you gals doing?”
    Martha shrugged, “Okay as usual. It’s getting rather hard to go into the pub to play, now. All the guys there are looking at us weird. Of course, we’ve all had fun with them. I guess they are curious why we aren’t pregnant yet.” They all giggled.
    “Well, you girls have ways to pleasure them without getting them to give ya the goods,” Tabris grinned. “But I have something that’ll make doing it much more rewarding.”
    They all hmmed curiously. The raccoon continued.
    “I got something that’ll answer my wishes...and you know what that is?”
    The girls murred and stepped closer, Tabris already felling the warmth of their bodies in his bed approaching.
    “To have three lovely ladies go all the way with me without getting those littluns padding around the house.”
    Martha pressed her chest into his and grinned, her tail flicking around. “Well, then, Tabris. You’re a really nice guy. I think it’s time for us to have a go with a good raccoon boy.”
    Miss Vivi stood outside her building, taking in the night air as she stroked her rotund belly. Four furs ran quickly into a house in the distance, giggling and murring along the way. She laughed and let out a wide grin as one of her workers approached her with a belly rub.
    “Something special going on, Vivian?”
    The gator patted his head and nodded with a grin. “Oh, yeah...” By the time the couple had gotten inside their house, the raccoon was already nude and in bed with three lust-filled ladies.
    The squirrel was the first of the three to climb up to the lucky male and quickly took him inside her body, squealing with pleasure. The other two saw the mating with excitement. Martha let him feel up her curves while he moved within her. She didn’t think he would be so strong feeling; neither did Tabris, it seemed. He felt stronger, that was for sure. They felt so good to each other, so warm, so close. Both howled together as the raccoon let himself go within her depths. Exhausted, she slid off him and rested on the large bed while Kristine slowly made her way up to him.
    Elisa remained quiet as she began to pleasure herself. She watched the dark skunkette sit herself on top of the strong male, who returned to his thrusting motions. The two were a great couple, from her standpoint. Of course, the now sleeping squirrel was quite good with him, too. Something was special about Tabris, but she could not put her finger on it. The two lovers’ tails swished into the air, their bodies flowing together like the swishing of tree branches. Soon, Kristine, too, fell into the pleasureful bliss that contained Martha, succumbing to the pleasures of Tabris’s release and falling beside her.
    Tabris was a little tired, yet, but he had one more girl to pleasure. “Elisa...mmm...you’re next, sweet mousie.” His voice sounded more sensual then she had ever heard of him.
    “B-b-but...” she whimpered, “what if...what if they are pre-“
    ”Do not worry...I have a potion to give me what my heart desires...and I desire you...”
    Not only was his voice powerful, but his scent...everyone’s scent...was so strong...she could not hold off. And so a third verse to the song of love was brought throughout the town and into the ears of the mystical gator. Tabris let out even more energy into the smaller mouse’s body, before they both finally collapsed in a pile of fur, sweat, and disheveled sheets.
    For so much energy used that night, it was surprising to see Tabris to be the first awake. He opened his eyes from a long night sleep, and found himself still among the three beautiful women. In fact, he was still inside Elisa...and from the pleasant feeling he felt, he had enjoyed himself even while passed out on his large bed. He pulled out of the content mousie and looked over the pleasant bounty. There was a glow about them...one that made him proud to be in their midst. The raccoon boy scratched his head. He couldn’t figure out what felt different about them, but they looked like they were a bit bustier than he remembered. Must have been the lighting, he figured, and shrugged it off. He quickly got himself dressed, being as quiet as possible as he slowly walked down to make breakfast. Of course, the three girls eventually woke up, what with all the noise outside.
    Tabris cooked a few eggs for the girls from a large clutch of eggs being given for a low price. The fertile land would be great for him, except all the mating and rampant growths of children in the area. He sighed and put the food on his table as he went back upstairs to check the girls. To his surprise, they were awake and dressed in their previous garb. He snickered softly, their muzzles still fresh with blush from the previous night.
    “Care for some breakfast, ladies?”
    They all responded with a giddy smile and nod. The raccoon went downstairs when Martha bit her lip curiously.
    “What’s wrong?” quietly asked the mouse.
    “I don’t know...my shirt just feels so tight...it fit me like a glove yesterday.”
    “So did Tabris,” all three blushed, when Kristine rubbed her shirt near her belly. “Do...do you feel a bit...bigger there?”
    All three nodded and glanced downstairs, a look of curiosity on their faces. They decided to go downstairs and ask their lover what was going on.
    Tabris was finishing some warm cooking with his fire when the three girls showed. He turned and offered the food when he saw the girls’ looks of annoyance and concern hit him at the same time. Kristine and Martha’s shirts had ridden up with what appeared to be a slowly growing belly, and their chests were also much bigger than he previously remembered. He didn’t see much in change for Elisa, but her draping dress was draping outward just a little further. He showed just the slightest change of expression when he saw their forms and smiled, covering up some doubt he had in his mind.
    “Food, girls?”
    “Sure ” Elisa giggled and began to eat, a bit more oblivious about the changes than the other two, who remained standing in front of their most recent lover.
    “What did you say you had to keep us from getting pregnant?”
    “Well...I heard of this drink to make the chaos negated for you and your partners...but then Miss Vivi gave me this,” he tried to ease their worries by showing them the bottle, now empty. Kristine took it and examined it, paying no attention that their bellies were steadily swelling out, more visibly now as the shirt rid up their now definitely appearing-pregnant forms.
    “This is a love potion...it says that it will give you what your heart longs for in the end, not what your mind wishes for the present...” she stopped and looked up at him, any content she felt that night hidden under a thick veil of annoyance. “You’re telling me, that your protection was nothing more than a drink that, even if it works, won’t answer the wishes of your mind? ”
    “Well, I think my heart is to love you three and not worry about children.”
    “You think...well, guess what, Tabris? Thinking is your mind...this is about your heart ”
    Just then, a cry was heard at the table, and the three standing beastmen turned to see Elisa, clutching her stomach.
    “Oh, goddesses...I’m growing...urg ” The food seemed to speed up her growth, as she fell to the floor and rubbed her stomach. At first, it appeared that her paw was allowing her dress to drape further down, but seconds into it, Tabris shook with worry. Underneath the white dress was a swelling belly! The dress stretched further out, and she looked up at the raccoon with a look of worry. Before she could mutter anything, the top of her dress ripped and revealed her swelling bosom, which was only growing bigger as she finally got herself to stand up.
    Tabris was already backpeddling from the girls, whose bellies were growing faster as well, their shirts riding up to their chest and stretching them out. Their rumps plumped up as well, but thankfully their skirts were large enough to contain them. They were shocked at ths sudden growth, as was he. Elisa whimpered and put both paws on her belly, swelling bigger and bigger. She resembled a woman ready to drop at least six pinkies and she still grew. With a loud rip, her favorite dress opened in half to reveal her massive white belly, which grew out a bit further out from her bodice. It hung down below her knees heavily, and with a light jitter, the growth stopped, ss did the other two growing girls.
    Kristine and Martha resembled many of the swollen women in town, yet those girls usually took longer than a few hours to grow that much. Their bellies were unclothed, and their breasts were barely covered by stretched cloth that used to be their shirts. They helped out their mousey friend before they turned angrily at their supposed ‘protected’ mate.
    “YOU LIAR!” cried out the little mouse as the other two slowly approached Tabris with exceptional hatred. “You said you would prevent this! Now look at me! I’m a balloon! You’ll regret that!” That was his cue to leave.
    The door flung open as a flash of grey shot out like a cannon, a raccoon running at top speed to flee from the wrath of the three playful girls. Those that he loved he now feared. Waddling heavily behind him, the three girls cared not for the shocked looks they received. While Fralla was a very busy place, it was hard not to notice the three “untouched” girls to be suddenly massive with children.
    Tabris ran as hard as he could, cursing himself and the mysterious reptilian witch that had tricked him. He almost didn’t notice a pair of oddly-looking travelers walking in his path. One resembled a white, furless being with a curious cap atop his head, and the other was a large, ebony reptile with innovative horn and wing placement. He knew not what either were, but they stepped aside in hasty fashion, and he zoomed on past.
    “Please! I’m sorry! It was supposed to prevent it - not make it WORSE!” he cried out behind him. He noticed the black woman glance back at him for a second before he spotted the three girls right behind them. He was very surprised that they could run so well with their enlarged bodies. He stared at them for a moment...somewhat entranced a their bouncing bellies and chests. They looked so lovely like that...BAM
    In a second, he had run into a cart of hay that had been moving along the road. He was flung in the air and conveniently landed in it. He shook his head to get back to running when he saw the cart had stopped and three immense girls were standing over him. Martha grabbed him and tossed him into one of the alleyways.
    “Now for some payback...” she growled as they all angrily approached Tabris. He whimpered and curled up to the wall, expecting the worst. Kristine’s claws came out and prepared to do the first stroke when Elisa let out another meep. They looked at her, a paw on her belly.
    “I...I...”
    “What?” growled the already prepared Kristine. “You’re in labor?”
    “No...I can...feel them move...” she blushed and sighed happily.
    Just then, Martha’s eyes bugged out and her eyes shot to her abdomen, it moving slightly with the growing life within. She, too, found herself cooing and stroking it comfortably. Kristine’s paws were still inches from Tabris’s body when she felt the movement as well. It was not strong, like they might feel later on, but the fluttering sensation of life within and maternal instincts were enough to end their revenge-filled actions. Her claws retracted, and all three girls sat down beside him with a blissful sigh.
    “I never knew carrying life...felt so different...”
    “Yeah, I heard it was horrible,”
    “But, I feel so nice. I guess...we were meant for babies...”
    “Tabris’s babies,” Elisa giggled softly before the rest of the group laughed the remainder of their frustrations away.
    Tabris wanted to book it, but there was something powerful to see three girls gravid with his kits. They glowed affectionately with maternity, and he found it strangely attractive to him. He was feeling...proud? Proud to be their cubs’ sire? He did not know what was going on, but Martha grabbed his paw and placed in on her belly, which was rather unexpected. He didn’t feel anything at first, the urge to leave rising once again, when all of the sudden, a warm, light movement was felt within. He was actually bringing life into this world...and surprisingly, he welcomed it. Whether it was the potion’s doing or not, he did not care. He helped all of them up and hugged each of the girls lovingly.
    The four slowly walked back to Tabris’s large home, fit enough for all of them, even their cubs when they would come. He closed the door with a content smile. After eating their breakfast, all three decided to have a small cuddle session upstairs on his bed. How could the strong sire of all their babies disagree?
    It was later in the day, and the raccoon lay on the massive bed, content. A swollen squirrel lay pressing her belly to his left. A gravid skunkette ran her paw down his chest, and an immensely pregnant mouse rested herself on top of him, her tail wrapped around his leg. He sighed to himself; maybe this was what the potion meant with pleasing his heart in the future.
    Sure, later, a cleric would freak out at the number of offspring sensed inside each one. Sure his parents would be fairly freaked out at their son’s potency. Sure he’d be doing chores for the rest of his days as each continually get massively pregnant over and over. But, for now, he had the best three mates he could ever need, swollen with his young and loving it. His paw rested on top of the gravid mouse’s towering stomach and took the best nap of his life...