Tess let the words sink in, and she looked from the woman to her similarly simple-minded husband, beaming at her from the other side of the table. In front of her laid a veritable bonanza of peasant food, or as she was sure they called it, “chow.” A soup that was mostly meat and half-cooked noodles, a few logs of an unidentifiable bread, and a plate of vegetables that looked like they had seen their best season three years ago. Tess’s sharp eyes blinked calmly underneath her hood, and eventually she looked up at the duo that was so excited to have her as a guest.

“First, it’s not ‘Mrs. Tess.’ It’s just Tess.” She offered in a patient voice. With irritation crawling in her skin, she remembered a promise she had made to her friend: that she would be nice. No matter how she was irritated, no matter how they vexed her, she had promised to be nice. Cordial. Perhaps even charming. When she saw the married older duo look at her with anything less than a smile she gave a small grunt, and drummed her fingers on the table. Time to ham it up for the hayseeds. “Silly me, just haven’t met the right...uh...fella yet.”

“That’s okay, dear, I’m sure he’ll come around!” Sage words of wisdom from the man of the house, spoken around a half-chewed bite of what Tess could only guess was some sort of loaf made from meat and...well, probably filth. She forced herself to watch him while he ate, listening to his well-meaning yet thoroughly irritating tone. “Skinny thing like you shouldn’t cover yourself up all the time, though! How’s a well-off boy gonna see what he needs to in order to fall for you?”

“Oh dear, don’t give her a hard time, she’s shy.” The woman spoke up, and gently swatted her husband on the shoulder. “Not everyone can be as social and friendly as our dear Theresa.”

Social and friendly. Slut, Theresa was a slut. Tess knew that because the whole reason she had been saddled with dinner with two oblivious parents was because she was playing the part of the distraction. Stepping in and being a decoy while Battlebitch took their social and friendly daughter out to the tavern and made her a pincushion for cock.

But that wasn’t all of it. Oh, how Tess had wished that was all of it. The reality of the situation went far deeper, and the two yokels seemed inclined to remind her of it.

“You’re right, dear.” The husband sighed with a smile, and gestured towards Tess. “I just see a sweet young thing like Tess here, and I think how great it would be for our boy to meet a woman like her.” He leaned in and pointed to Tess with a grin. “He’s gonna be a great swordsman, you know. Strong as an ox, he’ll know his way around a blade!”

There was a lot in what the man said that Tess took issue with. Every inch of her wanted to stand up and slam her hands on the table, and scream at him for every incorrect, wishful, or just plain stupid comment that had rolled out of his mouth. First, he wouldn’t want his boy to meet a woman like her. If he knew that underneath the robe and the hood a Felpin woman sat at their dinner table, she and Battlebitch would have the pitchforks and torches issue that they had at the last hamlet they visited. Second, Tess had met the boy, and though she barely had the physical strength to lift her alchemy bag onto her back without assistance, she was fairly confident that she could’ve kicked his ass. With ease, and with great enthusiasm. The only thing that the man had said that was even remotely true was that the boy was going to know his way around a blade, but even then…

“This is my other blade. Bigger than the one I stopped all those bandits with.” Battlebitch smirked, and sank down into the chair in the tavern’s private room. In true subtlety she had been referring to her cock, which now stood out with her battle skirt pulled to the side, exposed before not one, but two pairs of eyes.

It was the little things in life that made Battlebitch happy. Warm summer days. A comfortable bed. Having a best friend willing to distract a pair of parents so she could fuck their twin children. She owed Tess big for this one, she knew that much, but it was worth it. Theresa and her twin brother Thero were nothing short of gorgeous. Both of them had brown hair perfectly tinted to catch the sun, and they shared green eyes that looked like the depths of the sea. Their cheekbones were high and their lips were all kissably soft, and the two siblings looked enough alike to drive home their deep relation. Battlebitch could still remember the first words on her lips when she saw the pair of truly beautiful human beings.

“Tess, I’m going to fuck identical twins tonight.”

Words of true romance. Unfortunately shortly afterwards Tess had to muddle it up with her talk of twins that were different gender only being able to be dizygotic twins and not identical, and blah blah stupid cat smart science shit blah blah...Battlebitch tuned her out pretty quick. How could she not? She didn’t have time to listen to the Felpin’s ramblings, not when there was a gorgeous set of twins rife for the claiming. After Battlebitch’s usual heroic antics that left a group of bandits terrified to leave their caves at night, she and Tess had returned to the village for the typical hero’s welcome.

And what a welcome it was. Tess was keeping the obnoxious parents busy, and the two beautiful twins were now on their knees before Battlebitch’s lap, both of them staring at her cock with equal measures of excitement and trepidation in their eyes. The young man, Thero, was clearly more nervous than his sister. He was a feminine looking thing with soft lines on his cheeks and rather pouty lips; a far cry from the heroic swordsman that his father wanted him to be. Still, he wasn’t completely devoid of bravery, and he proved it when he was the first to reach a hand out to go for Battlebitch’s cock.

“That’s it.” The warrior woman smirked, and gave a content sigh when she felt the boy’s thin fingers move to the underside of her shaft. It twitched under his touch and he brought his grip gradually around it; or at least, as much as he could hold in a single hand. She was just thick enough to make it hard for his fingers to touch around her, and that realization made both Thero and Theresa swallow in a moment of nervousness. They exchanged glances, looking to their sibling for moral support.

“It’s okay, Thero.” Theresa smiled, putting on a strong face. She swung close to her brother and slipped an arm around his waist, bringing him close while they let their gazes fall on the Battlebitch’s member. “She’s big, but we can handle it together.” The Battlebitch beamed, and couldn’t help but give a proud sniffle. Family helping family. It was a beautiful thing; truly. Two eighteen year old twins on their knees, ready to share the same cock. There were some days when she liked being a hero more than others.

Both Thero and Theresa were dressed in simple attire, Theresa in a blue peasant dress and Thero in a tunic that marked him as an apprentice in a laboring industry. Though truthfully; he could just as easily wear Theresa’s dress and be just as pretty. He was thin and elegant with features just as soft or softer than his sister, and the red that drifted into his cheeks while he gripped Battlebitch’s cock was nothing less than immensely endearing. He shifted his hand around the length of her throbbing member, and his eyes drifted up to the tip where a bead of precum had formed and was slowly rolling down the underside of her shaft.

Thero fixed his gaze on the droplet, and acted before it had the chance to roll down to bump into his grip. Forcing himself to be bold, he drew his mouth forward and stuck out his tongue, pressing his lips against the underside of the Battlebitch’s cock right where her pre was dribbling. His soft lips squeezed in and he collected the flavor of her prerelease with his tongue, slurping gently against her member while the warrior woman hissed in delight. Her hands moved to hold onto the sides of the chair and her legs spread just a bit; letting her sack rest against the base of the chair and allowing her member more room to breathe. With her shaft in Thero’s grip and the young man’s mouth pressed to the underside of her head, the heroic hustler gazed down at the twins with a look of absolute joy on her powerful features.

“You two are just perfect.” She praised them, and moved her hands down to caress them. She was still wearing her thick leather gloves but it didn’t stop the affection in her touch from bleeding through; each hand moving to affectionately caress their cheeks. The eager and slutty Theresa, and the timid yet hungry Thero. Both twins pushed their cheeks into her touch, though Thero made a conscious effort to keep his mouth to Battlebitch’s cock, teasing her with his tongue. The warrior just beamed, and let her grip lower back to the chair as she allowed the two free reign. “Theresa, you promised to help your brother, so let’s see what you can do.” Her brow raised and her excitement built, her nostrils flaring in heated, tentative arousal.

The twins worked as a wonderful team; Battlebitch would’ve been disappointed in anything less. With an invitation from the warrior Theresa threw herself into the action, moving forward not only to bring her mouth to Battlebitch’s cock, but to let her hand raise and work overtop her brothers. The twins moved their grip into such a position that their fingers fit in between each other’s, all while wrapped around the toy the two were allowed to share for the evening. Together they kept her cock steady while they truly began to tease her with their mouths; Thero working the lower part of Battlebitch’s shaft while Theresa went straight for the head, wrapping her lips around the tip with her beautiful pouty lips. Battlebitch just grinned wide; leaving her hands off of the pair for the time being, content to let them work at their own eager and hungry discretion. Her eyes followed the bobbing heads of wonderful brown hair and she picked up the sounds of whimpers mixed with slurps, and with visceral glee she realized that their noises were both so feminine she couldn’t tell which noise was from which. Despite how he was born, Thero was the daughter many people would’ve wanted. Elegant and sweet, just as his sister was provocative, busty, and flirtatious. And they were both, most important to Battlebitch in that moment, hungry for cock.

Thero was working his tongue back and forth at the base of her shaft, and without provocation or instruction finally moved his mouth down to begin servicing her full and heavy sack that was resting on the chair. His free hand moved up to cradle her undercarriage in his palm, and he held her delicately while he worked with a smile pressed to his dainty lips. Spit began to coat her flesh and Battlebitch could only sigh in joy at it, relishing in the feel of a young man working her rod so wonderfully. Meanwhile, Theresa was constantly challenging herself, trying to take more and more of Battlebitch’s cock with each steady thrust. Her eyes were open and she was clearly bracing herself, and every time she moved her head down the warrior could feel her cockhead squeak down just a bit deeper, reaching new depths with every brave motion. Between the two of them her cock was experiencing delights that she hadn’t counted on, and the warrior gave a joyful sigh as she relished in the moment.

It was all thanks to Tess, for taking the responsibility of dinner with the parents for her. There’d be time to figure out how to repay her later; however, and for now all Battlebitch could do was dedicate one of her climaxes in Tess’ honor. It wasn’t too long under the focus of both eager twins that the muscular woman was writhing in the threat of release, and as it started to flow through body she couldn’t help but hiss behind her teeth entirely to herself.

“This one’s for you, Tess.” She grinned wickedly, and started to unload. The twins were far too distracted with their work to hear her, and Battlebitch made sure of it by finally taking control of their motions as she started to release. Her hands moved to both Thero and Theresa’s hair, and she yanked both twins up so their mouths were perched on either side of her throbbing and twitching cockhead. Neither one of them hesitated to stick out their tongues; immediately kissing each other just overtop the spot where Battlebitch would release. Seeing the two siblings deeply and passionately kiss overtop her spout would’ve been enough to force her load on its own merit, but as it was it simply threw kindling onto an already building fire. The warrior’s grip on both twins’ hair was tight as she gave a grunt of desire, and her stream finally shot forth.

Two beautiful twins with their tongues intertwined, kissing overtop a geyser of warm, wet cream. Their kiss was showered from underneath and it spread across their lips and cheeks, coating their tongues which continued to eagerly drift past each other. The brother and sister duo were shameless and scandalous in their motions, their joined hands still holding Battlebitch’s spasming cock while their other hands moved out to toy with each other. From her position Battlebitch could see that Thero had moved a hand out to grasp Theresa’s breast, while the sister had lowered a hand down and was rubbing at the bulge growing at her brother’s lap. The two were eager with their touch even as they kissed and drank of Battlebitch’s heavy load, and the moment lasted some time while the warrior woman was slowly drained. It gave the pair plenty of time to fondle each other and share the flavor of the woman that had saved their tiny hamlet. Battlebitch just watched, utterly stunned and grinning like a fool. She suspected it wasn’t the first time the two had been in a situation where they kissed and fondled each other, but it wasn’t any of her business. The important thing was that they were doing it now. That they were doing it in front of her.

She sniffled, and a sentimental tear formed in the otherwise unflappable warrior’s eye. She had always wanted to romp with siblings that could get into each other. The closest she had gotten was a pair of girls in a hay loft, but Tess had ruined that moment with an inopportune demand to leave. But now, she had made good, and Battlebitch had two true beauties to fuck and play with throughout the entire night.

That’ll do, Felpin. That’ll do.

Thero and Theresa were still lost within kissing each other in cum-covered bliss by the time the Battlebitch pulled herself away, letting her cock drift free out of their shared grip. Considering how slippy her shaft had become from the twins’ mixed spit and her own creamy release, it was rather easily to yank free as she stood and moved her grip to her clothing. The two looked up at her but didn’t stop their cum-filled kiss or their incestual groping; teasing and tugging at each other while the Battlebitch began to strip. Her simple armor had gotten more and more revealing as the years had gone on; when she first began her adventures she had dressed in skintight leather that covered her from neck to foot. Nowadays, as she firmly embraced the joy of saving and fucking beautiful people from across the land, her clothing was far easier to drift away. A simple leather chestpiece came free with the pull of a cord, and it unveiled the Battlebitch’s large, full chest. Pert from her remarkable muscle tone and mighty in their own right, her breasts cast a dim shadow across the kissing twins as the Battlebitch continued. Gloves came next; what good was fucking a pair of twins if she couldn’t really feel them quivering on her bare skin? Then the loincloth that had already failed at its job of covering her up, and finally her belt with the elaborate chain weapon that had constantly hung from it. It all fell to the floor with a thud, and the Battlebitch stepped up between the twins wearing only her boots, her now-bare hands moving into their hair.

She couldn’t resist guiding her still-drooling cock in between their kiss once more, savoring the feel of their curious tongues as they tasted her along with each other. Her grin was wide and her passions were growing as she studied the two, and while they worked like obedient little fucktoys, she finally spoke up with curiosity in her voice.

“Alright, you two…” She mused, and licked her lips in hungry pondering. “Which one of you gets fucked first?”

It wasn’t a question of which one would get her cock; they both would by the end of the night. Multiple times. She was curious who would volunteer for it first; however, which one would step up and admit they were hungry to feel her mighty inches plunging their depths. Whether it was Theresa’s velvet sex or Thero’s tight, adorable ass...she’d be able to give Tess a full recount of what each one felt like when it was wrapped around her rod by the time morning came, whether Tess wanted to hear it or not.

Thero’s mouth had been occupied by Battlebitch’s sack for most of the evening, but he chose that moment to speak it. It might’ve been the thrill of his sister’s tongue within his mouth or the taste of the Battlebitch’s cum, or even the way that Theresa was fondling with his still-growing rod, but the feminine young man was bold that evening. He gazed up at the warrior with his sea-green eyes and smiled; a bit of cum still clinging to his lips like the hungry boy he had been.

“Me first!” He practically demanded, and moved his hands towards his clothes. He looked towards Theresa with a smile and started to work at his shirt, gesturing for his sister to give him a hand. “If it’s okay with you, sis.” Theresa was kind and loving with her brother as she beamed; her hands moving to work at his trousers as she leaned forward to give him a supportive kiss on the cheek.

“Anything for you, Thero.” She beamed in loving adoration for her brother. “Let’s show her what we can do!”

Siblings working together. Still brought a tear to Battlebitch’s eye.

It was moments later that both twins had been stripped down bare; left completely naked before each other. Battlebitch had considered waiting to undress Theresa, but as soon as she saw how flawless and creamy white that Thero’s own naked body was, she just had to see how well his sister matched. The rosy tint to her flesh could be attributed to her passions from when the Battlebitch had charged her and literally ripped the dress from her body, but otherwise the two were a nice match. Thero’s chest was flat and cute while Theresa’s was full and jiggly, and below the waist they each had shaven nethers of their own respective gender. A beautiful pink pussy on Theresa, and a long yet thin cock on Thero. She was wet and he had precum dribbling, ensuring that the pair were all too eager to content. When the Battlebitch moved them to the bed, she realized that the pair had, quite simply, the cutest pair of matching asses she had ever seen. Tight and firm and simply perfect.

She had only seen one ass that could really compare, and it was usually hidden underneath a robe with a tail wagging around it.

The Battlebitch had bent Thero over the edge of the bed, forcing the young man to lift his ass and offer it to her like the slut she was about to turn him into. As she moved up and dropped her wet, throbbing cock squarely atop the cleft of his ass she gestured for his sister to draw near, and a smile spread on her lips.

“Stand on the bed.” Her order was simple, and she pointed for Theresa to do so right overtop her brother. “Feed me that pussy while I fuck your twin’s tight little hole.” Neither Theresa nor Thero were about to resist their hero’s orders, and the two exchanged excited glances as Theresa got into position. The slender girl stepped over her brother and did as commanded, bending down and stretching out her rear, offering her nethers backwards towards the Battlebitch’s face. Her hands moved down and pressed into Thero’s shoulders as she held up her weight, drawing forth an aroused moan from the young man. He’d support her, just as she would do for him. The two were dedicated to watching out for each other, even if those moments were wet, naked, and filled with lust.

Battlebitch just grinned as she pulled back, sliding her cock in between Thero’s cheeks and lining her tip squarely against the sweet pucker of his rear. He was trembling; she could tell from the shake of his rump, and the gasping whimper that left his lips when she lined herself up. Looking forward she could see Theresa’s shaven pussy offered up to her mouth, glistening and practically drooling in excitement. They were both there, offering themselves to the woman that would remember that night forever.

Thero whined as his ass was pierced, though it was easily drowned out by the moaning gasps of his sister as soon as Battlebitch’s strong and eager tongue powered against her folds. The two siblings joined each other in melodiously crying out from the mighty woman’s passions, each of them suddenly penetrated and claimed by her craven and wild lust. A hungry tongue on a wet pussy collected her forbidden flavor, and Thero’s hole was stretched wide and tight across a wet and throbbing member. Thero’s mouth pinched down on the nearby blanket and he clenched it between his teeth; his eyes squinting as he was rammed by every inch of the Battlebitch’s length. He could feel Theresa’s hands sink in harder against his shoulders, her nails digging in while she screamed and yelled and wiggled her ass from side to side in glorious joy.

The twins were nothing what their parents wanted, but they were everything the Battlebitch desired in that night. Thero’s ass was a delight when wrapped around her length and Theresa’s pussy had the flavor of a hot young woman, and she screamed in giggling surprise when Battlebitch unexpectedly flicked her tongue across the girl’s rear. It was a promise of things to come; she wasn’t about to let either of their holes go unfucked that night. The bed creaked under their pressure as the three threw themselves into their passions, and in the madness that followed both Thero and Theresa were caught in the sexual tempest that was the Battlebitch.

Thero was barely done moaning from the cock throbbing within his ass that the Battlebitch pulled out, leaving his rear filled with the thick release of her cream. With the mighty warrior’s cum still clenched within his tight pucker the warrior flipped him over and wrapped her hand around his length, grinning as she tugged it hard, squeezing and pumping it until the boy started to spasm and cream across himself. Covered in his own release and dripping with the warrior’s own out of his pucker, he was certainly not the masculine and powerful man that his father had expected him to be. 

The three lovers threw themselves into their desires, and no sooner did Thero cum did his body get squeezed between the bed and the joining of Theresa and Battlebitch. The warrior had swept his sister down to the bed only to fuck her squarely on top of Thero; caring nothing for the young man’s comfort as he was sandwiched between his own naked sister and the bed. The Battlebitch’s member didn’t seem to ever quell its raging desires; however, for even after she roared in release and filled Theresa’s wet slit with yet another load of cream, she was eager and hungry for more.

It went on like that, and by the end of the evening both twins had sore holes and heavy smiles. The warrior had claimed them each in all the ways she could, and the final climax of the evening had been driven squarely into Thero’s tight, wonderful ass. It had been a bit of creative positioning, but an architectural masterpiece of bedroom antics. She had forced Thero to fuck his own sister in debauched lust and desire, claiming her while she laid flat on her back on the bed. Then, with his tight rear lifted as he submerged his cock into his twin’s folds, she had slid behind him and glided her cock into his already well-used ass. The three had been joined, so firmly and close that Battlebitch could simply grab Theresa’s ankles and pull the girl in, forcing all the proper cocks and holes to draw in tighter. Thero was trapped and sandwiched in glorious pleasure; his cock gripped by the wonderfully tight and inviting entrance of his own twin and his ass pierced by a member that was truly a work of art. By the end of the night he was moaning like a true whore, and cumming in tandem with the Battlebitch. For every bit of cream the warrior fired into his ass he flooded his own sister’s sex, unloading within her in shame and desperation and lust. The blush on both sibling’s faces told the Battlebitch that cumming inside each other had been a new low for them, and she felt proud of that fact.

Very proud. They weren’t an easy pair to force into the depths of new debauchery.

“Relax, Thero.” Battlebitch had teased the boy, ruffling his hair from behind and thrusting forward with her hips, making him squeal against the tip of her cock once more. She even leaned forward and kissed his cheek, fondly. “If she gets knocked up, it could just as easily be mine.” It was something for the two to think about months from now, if Theresa’s belly was growing and they were left with the guilt that he had possibly seeded her.

True to form, that was the extent of the Battlebitch’s kindnesses to the two for that evening. With her cock spent and both twins thoroughly used and exhausted, she had collected her gear and looked to the two naked twins still laying in the bed. They could have the tavern room for the evening; she could always crash with Tess for the night. It was...awkward sometimes, waking up next to people she didn’t plan to see again. That was the life of an adventurer, though. The life of a true hero.

Or so she told herself.

When Battlebitch left Thero and Theresa the two siblings had fallen into each other’s arms, seemingly content with the knowledge that they could cuddle bare against each other until morning. The warrior woman whistled as she made her way down the hall to Tess’ quarters, carrying her belt and chain weapon over one arm, and the rest of her clothes under the other. She strolled naked save for her boots; completely uncaring who would come across her at three in the morning. They’d just earn themselves a quick fuck if they did, after all.

Tess had left the door open; long since knowing Battlebitch’s routine. Once the warrior stepped inside the room she looked to see the Felpin laying on the only bed in the room, sleeping peacefully with her back turned towards the door. Though she had to squint, the Battlebitch could see the mark of Felpin ears sticking out from the wrappings of Tess’ mask, and the flowing, occasional twitch of the girl’s long cat tail as it hung from just above her rear. A smile formed on the warrior’s face, and she made her way slowly over towards the bed. She had almost joined her friend right then and there, until she remembered something Tess had told her after an uncomfortable and downright painful morning.

“If I ever wake up and you’re laying naked beside me again, I’m going to pour wasp venom in your ears.”

From Tess, that was damn near baby talk. Still, Battlebitch didn’t want to push the issue, and so she afforded her friend the decency of getting herself dressed before joining her. A simple pair of baggy sleeping trousers and a cotton chestpiece that left her muscular arms exposed, yet covered her full breasts. Once she was decent she moved to lay down, and her great form came behind Tess’ smaller body, taking great care not to lay on the tail.

She spooned her dear friend from behind, and the Felpin’s tail slipped across her waist. Tess was dressed as she was most nights; a pair of panties and a simple bra. Since she had revealed her true race to Battlebitch she had gotten more comfortable, letting her tail and ears free to the open air when they weren’t in public. She still wore her mask; however, and layers upon layers of cloth covered her face and obscured everything but her eyes and the lights of her cat-like eyes. The woman stirred gently as she felt a powerful arm around her, and she grumbled slightly as she felt her friend’s massive friend behind her.

“...you’re wearing clothes?” She asked in an accusatory fashion, not bothering to look back or lift a hand to show Battlebitch any affection. The warrior just chuckled and nodded, and squeezed her stubborn friend closer.

“Fully.” She murmured, and moved to bury her face against the Felpin’s rich purple hair. Her eyes closed and she laid contently there, whispering against the other woman’s frame. “Thanks for helping me tonight. You’re the best.” The noise that came from Tess was pretty much indecipherable, but it was the sort of constant frustrated murmuring that meant the Felpin understood her sentiment. Battlebitch just beamed, and buried herself in with a smile. As she prepared to doze with her best friend in her arms, she couldn’t resist moving a hand down to brush her fingers down the length of her bunny-soft, black cat tail.

“G’night, Tess.” She whispered, her fingers petting down the fur.

“...get your hand off my tail, you whore-scented miscreant.”

“Fair enough, pal. Fair enough.”