Chapter 1 - Out of His Comfort Zone in the Imp's Den

Beside the Welmann woods were whimsical walls of adventurers clogging up towns like tar in a pipe. The news of treasure had spread quickly. A mere month had passed since the rumor of the Tomb of Ancestra's presence, and major guilds already sent some of their best in an attempt to sniff it out. Morale was high for any adventurer hoping to find rewards that would set them for life.

Among them was a young, frail cervid wizard named Valk. He dressed plainly in gray robes and boots. Clearly not a rich man by any means. Valk was already from the area well before news struck, and the tales of a potential treasure of the century inspired him to action. He was more of the book loving type of adventurer--living out fantasies in his own mind rather than looking for trouble out in the wild. But what good were his years of magic studies if he would never use them practically? That was the deciding factor for him to try something new. 

Plus, it's not as though he would be adventuring alone. Major guilds had already set up infrastructure to make it easy for parties to come together to increase their odds of success. Although that did involve those guilds getting a cut themselves. Why bother if they weren't going to profit? Even those who did not host the party that discovered the mysteries of Ancestra stood to gain from an increase in membership.

To Valk's surprise, his talents were scarce. As he stood in the recruitment queue for the Iron Scar guild, he noticed the sheer difference in numbers between physical recruits and magical ones. It did make sense in a way. Most magic folk did not bother with long distance treks. Studies tended to occupy those who refined their minds. 

The thin deer brushed aside a tent flap as he progressed further through the queue. From inside he got a great view of a guild at work. Chefs took over an entire side of the tent, working ceaselessly to keep hungry adventurers filled so they could get back to work. On the opposite side was a bunk area. For those exhausted enough to sleep in a bustling room, they at least had the option. Lastly, the far side hosted guild leaders who sorted new recruits and gave out missions.

Twenty minutes in line did a lot to the nerves. Valk was used to people of the country who were relaxed, gentle (but firm when needed), and tight knit. Everyone here seemed so intense. The short, petite deer finally arrived at the guild desk. He took off his hood and revealed a neatly trimmed set of antlers and a well groomed, cute face. Like other half-animal beings, there were both human and animal features present on him. The guild leader behind the counter let out a chuckle at the sight of such an innocent looking creature attempting to work in such a gritty environment. 

"I'm Gortham, the guild leader for division three. You really want to sign up? You must be local." 

The beastly lion spoke as he pushed forward a piece of parchment.

"Mhm"

Valk nodded his head sheepishly and peered down at the form below. Reading it did give him a scare. There were plenty of details regarding the lack of responsibility of the guild if certain injuries occurred. 

"You're not a fighter are you?" 

The lion laughed again.

"No sir. I'm a wizard." 

Valk spoke meekly with his dainty voice. The proud maned creature shifted in tone from jest to sincerity. He also pulled out an opaque crystal from under the desk and put it on the counter.

"Ah. We don't get many of your kind. I'll need you to take an energy test to see if you qualify for combat. We don't want a... young man such as yourself to be in over your head. Simply put your hand on the crystal and emit any kind of magic. I'll have Miss Elevwa determine if you are fit."

The guild leader turned and gestured for his assistant to come over. A tall, pale elf approached. She was very well kept for being stationed in an outpost in the country. Her beauty made any male's heart flicker for a moment. 

"You may begin when ready."

The elf spoke with gentle sophistication. Her words alone comforted the nervous deer. Valk put his hand on the crystal and focused his eyes on it. The stone changed from a pale white to a deep violet in an instant. In fact, the stone even started to shake before Valk jerked his hand back.

"Damn... that means something, right?"

The impressed lion peered over at Miss Elevwa.

"Indeed. That is an impressive display. Where and for how long have you studied? You are quite adept, young sir." 

"Don't pester him now. We have other recruits to get to. Just recommend a party for him. Oh--in fact, how about team Iron Thorn? They could use a mage."

The elf rolled her eyes.

"I know you favor them highly, but putting a new recruit in such an advanced team may not be wise. Were they not about to pursue the imp's den?"

"Exactly! That's why I want him with them. Imp magic can be tricky to detect. Plus, they wouldn't let a scratch get on this little thing. You in? Trust me, that team is your best bet for success."

The beast roared and patted Valk roughly on the shoulder, nearly making him stumble back. Brute strength was certainly a feature that Valk envied. 

"Yes sir. I'd like that." 

The timid deer spoke with more enthusiasm this time. Being assigned by the guild leader to a high ranking team seemed like an honor. Gortham stamped a scroll with his seal and handed it to Valk. 

"Alright! You better get moving. They were going to head to the imp's den within the hour. Go over and introduce yourself."

That plan seemed easy for an extrovert, but Valk's heart raced at such a task. The deer shook off the anxiety. He really wanted to push himself out of his comfort zone. After pocketing the small scroll, he headed to the table. The group of four did not notice his approach at first. In fact, the tiny creature had to prod a large woman in the arm to get any sort of attention.

"Hi... I'm Valk. I was assign--"

"Holy shit! Is that a deer?" 

A boisterous barbarian stared in surprise at her new party member. She was a half-orc and clearly did not possess many manners. Across the table from her sat a wood elf female who seemed less than amused at her comrade. 

"Yes... woodfolk come in many variants. How do you not know this?" 

"Oh yeah, like I have to remember every race here. Pffft. I'm not a blasted... whatever you are." 

"A RANGER. Is it that hard to remember? And it's not like I've studied them. It's common knowledge. Wait, why are you bothering us?"

The wood elf turned back to Valk and spoke with a snide tone. 

"I'm Valk. Leader Gortham assigned me to your group. I'm a wizard."

Valk proudly held his recruitment scroll in front to prove his statement. The whole table fixated on the scroll before realizing it was legitimate.

"Alright then. Can't argue with that. We might actually need one of you. I'm Hellen. The idiot orc is Cici, the paladin is Lady Costai, and the half-dead fighter is Rogero." 

Hellen seemed a little guilty about her prior tone. Her respect did a one-eighty once she knew Valk was assigned by the leader himself. They really could use someone like him given the brute force category was more than covered. Cici, however, still maintained a shocked attitude that someone of his stature could even venture into a dungeon at all.

"You're really coming with us? No way! Hahaha! Do I need to carry him? I'm not doing that shit."

The paladin stepped in this time to thwart Cici's ever encroaching intimidation. 

"Be nice Cici. If Gortham gave him to us, we best treat him well. You said your name was Valk, right? Pleasure to meet you. I'm Lady Costai. I keep the trouble makers in check. If you need anything, just--"

"--what? I carry this party. Be grateful!"

Cici cut in again. Clearly despite being a powerful group, they had some conflict. The deer already noticed that there were too many strong heads in the same room. By this point, the only one who hadn't spoken was Rogero. His head was collapsed on the table. Given the loud interjections by his teammate, he decided to skew his head over to take a look at the situation. His eyes were barely open and his face held a miserable pose.

"Can you guys just shut up? Heavens above... I'm still hungover." 

"You mean, you LOST to me!"

Cici barked back at the human fighter. Valk hesitantly took a seat and witnessed more back and forth banter between them. He hoped that their competency in the field was not reflected by their actions now. 



Half an hour passed before the party finalized their supplies and headed out into Welmann woods. Secretly, information had been passed to the guild that referenced a token of Ancestra being located deep within the imp's den. It was their best lead, hence why the A-team was on this.

The party trekked for a good hour before coming across a bluff in the forest. A slate cliff had wicked energy surging around it.

"That's demonic energy, yes?" 

Lady Costai looked for input from their new wizard.

"Mhm. Fairly strong too."

Valk responded. He was already tired from an hour of hiking. The poor thin thing looked out of place with such a large backpack relative to his size. The upcoming cave travel was going to be even more exhausting too. In preparation, Valk pulled out ground herbs from a pouch and swept them in the air around his allies. The particles floated and glimmered before evaporating away. The entire team felt a breath of fresh air hit their lungs, reinvigorating them. Valk of course felt the greatest effects given he was the worst in terms of physical shape.

The team approached a cave entrance. Dark stone spikes protruded from the cavern walls. Thankfully there was more than enough room to walk inside without hazard. However, geological danger was not the only thing to be wary of. Hellen scouted at the front for traps, while Valk stayed in the middle of the team for protection. The massive half-orc behind him made him feel conflicted about his safety.

"Don't worry kiddo, I'll take good care of ya!" 

Cici remarked as she patted Valk on the head--causing an audible grunt from him. The sturdy fighter Rogero kept guard at the back of the group as well, providing yet another layer of safety. He still had not fully recovered from his hangover yet. 

The deer put a finger to his forehead and his eyes lit up with violet light. He knew something was ahead, but it took a few moments to dissect the magic energy to determine a precise answer. His clenched fist radiated violet energy as well. Now was a good time to be on guard.

"Up ahead. I sense several demonic creatures. They may be dangerous with that level of energy. I suspect they can use teleportation magic."

"Okay, you heard him. Be prepared for a fight."

Lady Costai ordered the team into formation upon entering a large cavern room. Both Hellen and Valk stood with their backs against a wall while their three teammates huddled around them. 

Suddenly, black and and red rifts ripped through the air in the cave, releasing a small horde of horrid imps. The lanky, clawed beasts crawled on the walls and skittered across the floor towards the group. They were fairly large for imps, being about the size of a large dog. This was not a threat to take lightly.

Thankfully this group was truly elite. Cici cleaved imps in two with a single hulking swing of her axe, Lady Costai's shield and sword play kept her entirely out of harm, and Rogero took down imps like flies despite his state. It was a spectacle to watch. Even Hellen pulled off a few good shots with her bow. She snickered as she managed to snipe an imp as it was crawling out of a portal. 

Valk pulled his weight too. With the confidence of his team protecting him, he felt comfortable to test out spells he never had a use for. On multiple occasions, he aimed his hand towards a group of imps. However, it took a while until he found a clump of imps worth slaying. Once half a dozen of them were in a small vicinity, Valk let out a mighty bolt of energy that chained between each imp. It was an instant kill for any foe unlucky enough to be in the path of the sentient energy surge.

With the corpses of a hundred imps on the floor, the party seemed satisfied with their encounter. The ranger spent some time picking through the imps for trinkets, claws, and teeth. Lady Costai approached Valk.

"You were right about teleportation magic. They warped in pretty quickly. We're lucky you can detect magic in advance." 

The Lady smiled at Valk. She did seem the most welcoming of the crew. 

There were another three rooms of creatures and traps the group navigated through. Despite this, they were making exceptionally good time. However, a new sight unfolded before their eyes.

It was some kind of imp orgy. Some of the devils were caught off guard and fled, while others did not seem bothered to continue their debauchery in front of an audience. Fluids were spraying everywhere and the sound was hard to tolerate. 

"Ugh..." 

Hellen grunted in disgust before drawing an arrow. Before she could release it, a heavy mist snaked its way through the nostrils of the team members. Imp musk. It clouded the mind, something Valk immediately became aware of. For a wizard, clarity of mind was exceptionally important. He closed his fists before striking the air with his palm. A shockwave shot through the room, dissipating the musk in an instant and scaring the remaining imps further into the caves. For the party, it seemed like the end of their nasal assault. Unfortunately the true effects were not known.

Everyone in the party--despite not sharing it--felt a touch aroused. The dosage of a few seconds of imp musk must have limited the symptoms, but even a faint sniff did this much. The usually perky Lady Costai was flushed, along with Hellen. Valk and Rogero both had stiffening problems inside their trousers. Cici was the least affected, since she was always horny.

"Mind if we take a break?"

Valk broke the silence with an embarrassing request. He was not certain the others were feeling the same thing, but his hardening intimate bits were making it difficult for him to walk. It didn't help that the creature had a rather unproportionate organ. His shaft was tightly strapped down his inner leg to the knee to prevent embarrassing situations like this. Sadly the straps were getting painfully tight in his current predicament. 

The party rested for a while, but their situation did not improve. Valk sat completely still in an attempt to lower his excitement. However, something unusual appeared in the cave corridor. With the wizard distracted, he had not noticed a magic surge nearby. A portal appeared on the cave wall. The whole team grabbed their weapons in anticipation, but were surprised to see something different pour out of the portal.

Protruding straight out from the portal was a grotesque penis. The equine-like appendage extended a good eighteen inches and let out a constant dripping out of the tip. It was a cock fit for a large beast. Any human who had not been around animals much would be appalled at the sight alone. 

"What the fuck is that!?"

Hellen shouted. Her face was contorted with disgust. The whole party approached it cautiously with disapproving looks. Valk surprisingly forgot about his restriction. In fact, as he crept along, he felt zero trouble while walking. The only strange sensation was how cold his genitals felt. He suspected the cold air finally seeped into his clothes.

Lady Costai approached the closest and examined the permanent portal along with the entity from it. 

"The organ itself doesn't look like it belongs to an imp. Poor thing... it's probably from an animal. Gross. Wizard, do you know where this portal is from?"

Valk scanned the portal with his magic. It was short range teleportation magic. Dispelling it would be risky, but it was unlikely to cause harm with such a small portal. The rim of the magic gateway was just big enough to fit the massive organ through it.

"It's a short ranged portal. I suspect the imps have it tied with some kind of animal above ground. Not sure why they would do that... but..."

The deer squinted as he looked at the penis. It was oddly familiar to him. The familiarity caught him off guard. It's not as though he browsed sex organs on a regular basis. Why would he recognize it? It was not until Cici approached that he found out the answer. The half-orc swatted the cock with her bare hand, making it bounce around. 

Valk's crotch stung for a moment. He took a step back and brushed his pants with the expectation of finding a bug had crawled inside. Suddenly his eyes went wide as he realized where the other link of the portal was. On. His. Dick.

The group continued to insult the bestial appendage with their looks and words. That only fed into Valk's embarrassment about the situation. To have his own genitals on display and be ridiculed was a cruel experience. Could he really admit that this was his? At the same time, how could he convince the team to disregard it and move on? Did he even want to leave it alone? What if an imp planned to use it after they left?

Panic struck the petite deer. He sat back down and tried to ponder a solution while the rest of the crew talked amongst themselves. 

"We should just cut it off and move on!" 

Cici proclaimed while taking hold of her ax. Valk overheard and bolted forward to stutter out a response.  

"No no no. Don't do that. It's probably just an animal. There's no need to hurt it. It likely got tricked by the imps too."

"Why are you so scared? You like it or something?"

"No, I just... it doesn't seem right to hurt something harmless."

"Hahaha! That's the most passion you've had all trip and it's about dick! Baahaha!" 

Valk blushed a deep shade of red. He had built up so much confidence in these few hours only to collapse into unexpected shame. 

"Cici, don't pick on him. He's probably never seen something like this before. Let's just move on."

The sensible Lady Costai attempted to convince her team to ignore it. After all, if the wizard did not deem it a threat, it likely wasn't one. 

"Mmm... you know... it's kind of my type." 

Cici whispered while resting the tip of the giant dick in her palm. The triangle-like tip was rugged and spongy. Precum pooled into her hand at a steady rate. She moved her hand around a bit to see how it would react. The cock bobbed up in the air, which made her grin.

An out of body experience didn't begin to describe how Valk felt. He was watching and feeling this at the same time. He tried so hard to calm down, but the combination of imp musk and the outrageous situation kept his nether regions throbbing. Going from being a virgin to having his dick pushed through a portal in front of people was not the dungeon delving experience he had planned.

"You're not going to... play with that are you? I'm not watching this, freak." 

Rogero covered his view of the cock with his hand and started to press forward into the depths of the cave. 

"Same. If it were me I'd cut that thing off too. Gross." 

Hellen retreated too, followed by the Lady. All that was left was the petite wizard and the lusty half-orc getting ready to devour her prey. Valk attempted one last plea. 

"Maybe you should just leave it alone." 

"Fuck no! They gave me a dick, and I'm gonna play with it."

Valk was conflicted. If he stayed... would that make him a pervert in the eyes of the others? But if he left, who knows what that barbarian would do to his externally displayed body part. The latter seemed like the better choice--but it was mostly because he was too stunned to make a decision.

Cici opened her frightening maw and planted her tongue against the equine cock. The dick twisted slightly as its natural shape, leaving the half-orc to cock her head to match the orientation between the cock head and her lips. To Valk's horror, the barbarian began making out with his cock with utter passion. She repeatedly wrapped her lips around the rough tip only to pop it back out. All this stimulation was dizzying for the poor cervid. But this desire for him? It was... nice.

"You still watching? Hah! I knew you liked it."

The half-orc teased Valk before turning her attention back to the bestial organ. It's not like Valk could defend himself. What was he supposed to say? He felt terrible about staying and watching... but it was his body after all. In fact, with the imp musk invading his mind, he was beginning to wonder how good she would make him feel. This kind of attention given to him was overwhelming yet intimate in a way. She really did seem to love his cock, which was otherwise seen as something disgusting. Before he could fathom his feelings, the barbarian grabbed the base of his dick and fed that meaty appendage down her throat. Valk gasped in response, quickly covering his mouth to stop the moans from escaping. 

For the next half minute, Cici worked more and more of that beast into her throat without a break. It wouldn't have been surprising if the others could hear her gags from down the cave passageway. Valk was having his dick devoured by this woman. Her lips eventually reached his preputial ring--the halfway point that sent signals to his brain that he could blow his load whenever he pleased. That only upped his tension as she continued consuming more of his flesh rod. Was he really going to blow his load into her throat? His first orgasm with someone was going to be forcibly yanked out of him. 

There was a battle raging inside the deer's mind. He wanted to save this intimacy for someone special, but at the same time his lust was building and he had never been treated like this before. It didn't seem like he had a choice either. Cici was determined to do what she pleased. Guilt, shame, lust, desire... they fought against each other until one was victorious. 

As it turns out, lust prevails when you are pent up, inflicted with aphrodisiac, and given no choice but to endure a heart pounding blowjob. Valk tightly pressed his hand against his mouth and bucked his hips gently. Unfortunately, his thrusts did nothing due to the portal's relative location locked around the base of his dick. Thank the heavens her focus was solely on that dick and not him. Cici yanked the cock from her throat and smiled brightly.

"Oh fuck yeah! Yer dick is swelling'. Don't you dare stop!"

She quickly pounced back onto the cock, swallowing half the eighteen inch length in an instant. It did help that she was nearly eight feet tall herself. In fact, maybe a cock this size was perfect for a creature that big. 

Valk obeyed her request. He noticed his cock head had been flaring uncontrollably. Every time he squeezed his pelvic muscles to expand his tip, she took him deeper. Holding back moans wasn't even an option. The young man let out a high pitch squeal. Thankfully the squelches of the blowjob more than covered it up. She was being so rough for his first time. Is this was sex between warriors was like? Valk pondered if she was a sex-crazed exception or the norm.

The lusty part of him wanted to walk over to her and slam her face against the portal. Deeming that as totally inappropriate and risky, he thought of another solution to convey he was close to orgasm. He clenched his cock as hard as he could, making his tip painfully hard inside her. The orc slut recoiled a little as her esophagus stretched for a moment. She seemed in tune with the desire of the organ, and began furiously working her tongue during deepthroat. Six inches remained out of her throat. Five inches. Four inches.

Three inches left. In fact, Valk wondered where that portal was positioned on him. He pulled his pants forward and peered down to see the gateway about an inch from the base. That half-orc wasn't stopping. She kept pushing forward harder and harder. His tip scraped against the depths of her throat, making his hips spasm from the intense sensations. Two inches left. One inch.

Valk was about to blow. His heart was pounding so hard that he could hear it. Zero inches left! No... beyond that. Cici's lips pushed through the portal itself and squished themselves right into his groin. Her sturdy jaw painfully pressed against his pelvic bone. Seeing her lips come through broke him. Valk let go of his pants and arched his back. This orgasm hit him like a meteor. 


That horsecock began to pump jet after jet straight into Cici's stomach without her lips moving an inch. If Valk's brain chemistry wasn't being overwhelmed, he'd probably be impressed by her feat of staying down so long. Who knows how much content the deer was putting out. Half a liter? An entire liter? It was hard to tell--because anything past the point of urethral burning meant it was an unholy amount traveling through his pipes with every contraction. The combination of factors resulted in the biggest load of his life. Near the end his hips were shaking uncontrollably--he had to steady them by leaning down and putting his hands on them. It didn't help that she was milking him with her throat muscles to apply the very most amount of grip possible.

Forty seconds passed from the start of the orgasm to the finish. By then Valk was lightheaded and sweating up a storm. Quickly he snapped to his senses and realized he needed to pretend everything was normal. Cici slowly withdrew the dick from her abyss of a throat. This might have been the hardest challenge for Valk to endure. Post orgasm stimulation of that caliber was near torture. He tried desperately to mute himself, but his entire body jerked around in response to his cock head being dragged out.

"Gahhhh! Oh... wow... that's a perfect dick! I need this fucking dick. Das so good!"

Cici gasped for air after her ordeal, but her first words were sluttier than expected. Not only that, but it confused Valk. Around the human races, he often felt embarrassed about his equipment. It was quite animalistic and gross. But apparently that was a perfect match for someone aggressive and raunchy. In fact... she made him feel good--not just physically. He was beaming emotionally after someone desired his dick to this degree. It made someone as insecure as him feel special. She was treating it like a treasure.

"Don't you dare leave me! I'd give anything... for a dick like this." 

The half-orc grabbed onto the dick in an attempt to keep it in place while he rubbed herself through her clothes. She then quickly jerked her head around to the wizard behind her. He tightened up his body in fear she realized what happened. 

"Can I keep this portal? Please! Can you move it?" 

"No... that's not really possible except by the creature that summoned it."

That was the truth. Portal manipulation was tough enough, especially if it wasn't yours. He wasn't going to risk his goods getting damaged--not that he would agree to her request anyway. The portal's rim started to fade. It slid up Valk's cock underneath his pants, slowly unsheathing it from its magic prison. 

"No no no!"

Cici didn't want to let go of the receding penis.

"Wait--let go! You could get your hand hurt if you let it close on it." 

Even though she was often foolish, the barbarian understood and let go of the cock she adored. That animal, throat-slime covered, cum string attached, grossly flared, massive dick that anyone would shutter at the sight of--she craved. He still couldn't understand why she liked it... but he secretly loved it. Maybe treasure wasn't so important. After all, Valk did want to push past his comfort zone in many areas. Needless to say, this encounter awakened desires deep within him. Carnal desires.