<span style="color: #8000ff">"I have no idea what you just said. I wonder if this is why Ras has one?"</span>She snorted and looked down at her pet with a wicked grin and licked her hand clean, an act which only spiked her lust higher even if she wasn't aware.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Mmm, so you'd have to get me pregnant for a while before I could have her. Well that goes against my fantasies... which is probably a good thing to not act on."</span>She traced one nail around Lily's womb and let out a growl nothing short of feral.<span style="color: #8000ff">"My little birdy needs to give me a beautiful little girl... I bet you would like that, wouldn't you?" </span>The priestess' blinked when Order verbalized her own desires and for the briefest moment it seemed like the priestess could have had an orgasm on the spot.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Nothing more than... wild fantasies. I don't want a large family, just a family. I want two little girls and I want to experience pregnancy. Lily needs to as a harpy..." </span>Delithia seemed to be struggling with her reasoning as the harpy's scent took a firm hold on her mind. She returned the kiss and started to shed her clothing as she ground herself against Lily's feathers<span style="color: #8000ff">. "Mmm... I don't... asking me about fantasies when I'm in a harpy induced lust..."</span>She summoned her toy wasted little time shoving it deep into her drooling pussy where it fused to her. With a growl she moved upwards and started to feed it into Lily's mouth. As she began to fuck the harpy's mouth and her lust and desires grew more feral Order would the last of Delithia's self-control crumble.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "A whole flock... I want to own a flock of harpies and I want to spend my days with my cock buried in their pussies and my tongue in yours... and I want to them to watch me take turns knocking them up... a public gathering of me fucking a beautiful little girl into each of them... And then passing them on to our children, our demigods..." </span>She grabbed Order and pulled her into a deep, lustful kiss. All sense of reason in the Elf temporarily gone as she slowly fucked her pet's mouth and made out with her mate.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "We'll have such strong children, and they'll breed the harpies... a beautiful feathered race like you... that's what I want. To revive your Seraphim... one harpy womb at a time. You, me, and Lily... we'll be queens."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>