<strong>Tagging:</strong>Group 4: Arawn, Sai, Elrune, Thog<br/><br/>For Elrune the little bush provided as secure a feeling as a child’s pillow fortress, effectively separating him from the wanton orgy playing out around him. His vision was limited to odd aggregated piles of writhing silhouettes and a few sparks of light here and there where magic was present. His soundscape was about as occluded. Moans and groans overlapped into a lewd babble. However, his elven ears and magician maths had parsed the information to give the man a general idea of the direction and distance between him and each party member (as well as the glowing man).<br/><br/>Arawn had stopped chanting magic, likely overwhelmed by the sound of his grunts and those of a few manlier moths around him. Sai too seemed to have finally given in. The herm on his face pushed her fingers into his mouth during a moan and pinched his nose, pulling it open as she forced him to breathe through it. She let out a long whiny grunt, sliding her cum soaked member down his throat. Her body leaned forward, following the cock. By the time she was all the way in fluffy but no less tight abs gently grazed the tip of Sai’s nose. Her hips began to pull up to start turning his mouth into a moth pleasure hole.<br/><br/>He was allowed brief breaths every now and then, of air thick with the smell of sexes and moth girl pheromone. As his hips moved to meet the moth girl’s humping of his cock so did her movements intensify until the lewd smacking of his hips to her ass could go no faster. She made her pleasure known with appreciative giggles between long pants. Her hands found the ones groping her hard working rear and gently patted them, letting them know she liked to be felt.<br/><br/>The one in front came, whining as her hips trembled. Her orgasm began to slide down as she sheathed herself on Sai’s face, giving him generous helpings of the liquid taste of her sex. “Mmmnn… He is good boy,” she murmured.<br/><br/>“Yes. Ahhh! Very!” Screamed the one still humping him, her cunt pressing hard around Sai to milk out every drop. “Keep him?”<br/><br/>The other chuckled, “Yes. Keep him. You have silk?”<br/><br/>“Yes. Nnnh… Moment… Here.”<br/><br/>As both ladies finished their highs and began to get up Sai felt their hands upon him. The one on top of his face quickly moved to sit him up, fighting for control of his wrists. Her companion rose from his lap, letting cum fall down her thigh as she wobbled to help her. Together they began to tie his hands with long sticky almost tape-like film. “Behave now. We take you home. You will fuck us every day.”<br/><br/>“Yes yes. You will make good moth. I will be wife,” said the girl moth. She reached up to his head stroking his hair, and… Sai could feel a strangely sensitive, almost pleasurable tingle as she touched something else up there. At once a new sensation of two big fluffy moth feeler feathers hit his senses.<br/><br/>“And me husband,” said the herm, continuing. “And you will be our fuck-toy.”<br/><br/><br/>Elsewhere, but not really that far away the gently illuminated muscular silhouette of a priest did not let itself be dragged down by the moths. His words seemed to elicit a collective shudder among the small swarm gathered around him, and more than a few excited purrs. ‘Fill me’, ‘fill us’, ‘use us’, ‘me first’, they whispered.<br/><br/>One lucky moth pushed her head affectionately towards thee pat, keeping her wide black eyes glued to him as his touch traced her. She let her lips fall open with ease. Her tongue drooled still against the fingers for a moment, waiting to see what he did. Then, as his attentions shifted and fingers paused she got to work, pushing her cunt against his leg with slow long grinds along with rest of her body as she sucked his finger in. The moth began to lick and caress the digits like she thought it pleasured him.<br/><br/>The taller moth let out a happy little moan, a little exaggerated one, as she was pulled close after-spank. Her ass pushed against the hand on purpose to feel the grip tighter as her breasts squeezed soft against his side and chest. She giggled, though the sounds grew moany and girly as his fingers slid from the rear down to the darkest moth bits. They were already in heat and the wet had dripped far from nest, staining a palm-sized area around her sex.<br/><br/>The petite one glued to his back had worked the hardest for common good, stripping Jon’s robes as he groped her friends. She had not said a peer nor moaned wantonly, but felt a little lonely when he said his offer with eyes on her two companions. The leg humper began to suck his fingers furiously, whining needily as she ground herself to a small orgasm that spilled on his feet. Her hand reached out for the cock to contest the taller one’s waning attention on it. Indeed the one groped in her sexy bits could hardly focus on fondling him anymore. Her hips quivered with each stroke of the fingers as she leaned on him, surprisingly easily weakened by pleasure. She tried to climb up to his hear, heaving a hot breath against Jon’s neck, “Me… Please. Breed me.”<br/><br/><br/>Although the moths felt Thog’s body weaken they went on. No pity was spared for any moan or whimper of protest. As one dick slid out of her cum filled mouth, followed by a gurgle of cum spilling from her lips, another pushed in to hammer the excess back down her throat. She had no chance to empty her ass or cunt either with the rigorous rotation of the buzzing moth ball. In their spare time those that did not get any access to her limbs or holes some found her tits and bit down the nips. It became a fun little past time for ones waiting for their cocks to rise to suckle and torture the warrior’s tiny little nublets.<br/><br/>Ones who managed to tease them enough to cause a reaction earned high esteem and kissings from their friends. Some could not wait for their turn, masturbating vigorously around Thog and blowing their loads on those breasts between the kisses, or her face. There did not seem to be an end to her abuse, and the moths were intent it would remain so.<br/><br/>As Thog lay there helpless under their hot steamy weight some began to take out silky bondage. They wrapped the sticky threads around her biceps, tied her arms to the ground. Around her neck to make it press tighter around the cock and affixed her head to some roots. They folded her legs, pressing the heels against ass and wrapped the thick of her thighs tight with sticky semi-transparent wrapping. Her hands were free, but only enough so to allow continued jerking of cock. The voice of the queen moth rang above the noise of her subjects, hoarse from face riding, “Prepare her for moving. I will have that bitch suffer as a breeding bag for-.”<br/><br/><br/>Elrune had perhaps the best seat to watch and behold as all of a sudden the forest on the other side of the ruin decorated clearing split in two. A huge towering figure glistened in moonlight with red metallic tint. Her humongous dark silhouette grinned with a sharp toothed smile as the buff herm snek bellowed, “More adventurer? Moths? Double win! All mine!”<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/urBWCoN.png)</div><br/>“Fly! Fly!” Screamed the moth queen as her aides lifted her off. In an instant quickest of the fluffy grey girls and boys began to flap their wings in panic.<br/><br/>In that same moment the naga charged through the distance. She grabbed at the moth ball containing Thog (biggest moth ball). They fluttered off, leaving the barbarian below naked with a layer of cum. Naga tried to follow them, grasping thin air and hissing angrily as she missed the nimble little fliers. “Stay! Come on!” She groaned, frustrated.<br/><br/>The others were quick to follow. Dozens of wings flapped, leaving moth fluff and dust behind as the whole swarm took off. The girls on top of Sai however were distraught. “Come with?!” The herm offered, trying to lift him from the armpits as her friend took his legs. “Don’t struggle, please. You come with us, not naga!” She said. It would be hard for them to fly if he did. He could struggle them off, but with hands and legs bound that would leave him wiggling on the ground and likely at the mercy of the naga.<br/><br/>A similar fate had faced Arawn, though his moths had him wrapped face against the tree, leaving his butt for their free use. They were quick to bolt however, not really caring to bring Arawn with them.<br/><br/>Jon’s girls clung to him tight, wings flapping as they tried to fly. “Come! Come with!” “Didn’t fuck yet!” “You must come to safe!” They pleaded, hoping that he would allow them to lift off and bring Jon ‘home’, likely to spend rest of his life as a flower to spread his pollen for their pleasure.<br/><br/>As more and more of the moths took flight the naga’s frustration grew. Her tail squirmed past Elrune’s bush, as thick as an ancient tree. He could see up close her body: A well endowed pair of breast, two large cocks, and ripped muscles that could rival Thog’s. She had stopped grasping for those that flew off, instead turning her attention to one of the adventurers left behind.<br/><br/>Still partially bound down Thog could a huge form of the naga rise above her, her head over five meters from the grass. Two erections throbbed at her loin. She circled the barbarian, slowly surrounding her with a meter tall fence of tail. “Sticky, but sexy,” the naga observed. “Did they make adventuress pregnant already or is there space?”<br/><br/><strong>Adventurers. That bustling in the forest that everyone ignored? Well that came over now. A huge ass naga dispersed the moth cloud and drove them away. However, many of you have already suffered exhausting pleasures by the hands of the moths and been left in perilous positions. The naga took notice of Thog first, but you all are nearby and awfully naked under the night sky, likely well in view of the huge beast. It seems to have paused for now and looks down upon the barbarian with curious desire. As it does some of you are offered a last chance to for an escape by air, but is that safe either? What do you do?</strong><br/><br/>OOC: Sai, you have grown two fluffy feeler antennas from your hair. They are cute and sensitive and may help you sense things better in the dark when you get used to them (take a move on level-up), but they put you on a path to change and corruption, making you irreversibly ‘not elf’.