<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/djSXt2A.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Igor Iron-Bear (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15945743#msg15945743)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the Green Lion/besides a stream<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Finishing up being cleaned by Lise.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Butt ass naked in his large warrior form.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lise<br/><br/>The big Russian couldn't help, but laugh as he lay still twitching on the grass. "How are you being so..bouncy...after all that?" Igor had never come across a female so quick to recover from not one, not two, but three good fuckings. Lise must be part Nymph or Succubus he was sure of it. Aas those are the only two creatures in nature he couldn't think of who can recover so quickly. By rites she should be as tired and jelly like as him right now. But there she was licking the cum off her tits and face and asking him out for a drink.<br/><br/>Truly he picked the right female to keep him company at this strange inn until he can figure out a way back home...if he even wants to go back home after one mating session with Lise. Rolling to his stomach than slowly getting to his feet he nodded. "<em>Da</em>, I could be using drink. That was being first place I was going once here, but...no service." He panted planting his feet wide as he regained his motor skills from the massive pair of orgasms he just had.  "But I am needing change first." Wobbling slightly he moved to the bank where they had entered the river and grabbed up their things. Lise's clothes and items and the ox blanket he had been using to cover himself, he would be glad to get back into his own clothes at the tavern. As long as no one had stolen his items that is, he could find them again and devour the thief without a second thought...but it would be such a bother so he hoped it wasn't the case.<br/><br/>Once he was fully hidden from the woman he began to shift into his human form. As his warrior form would never be able to fit into the tavern. As always the change was quick and painful every inch of his body ripped, broke up and reforged into the much smaller form of a stout and deeply scarred man. Panting he willed the pain down and worked the ox blanket into a proper kilt with some ripped hemlines and vines. It would suffice until he got his own clothes again, picked up Lise's items he returned to her half expecting his new form to surprise or even frighten her. It was the reaction he usually got when showing a new form to someone, but he kept an easy smile on his face and handed the blond her items. "Here are you being." He nodded placing her clothes and bag at her feet before stepping back to stretch out his stiff limbs, he felt it might rain later.