Head to the tavern
From Create Your Own Story
Disgruntled, you walk towards the tavern. Observing it, you notice that it's wearing down. Some planks of wood on the outside have been rotting and the grey paint has been chipping. Even the sign only hangs by one chain instead of two. That doesn't seem to bother the customers, thoug. You look through the candle-illuminated glass window and see quite a large crowd. Must be the only tavern in miles, you guess. You take a deep breath and enter through the badly creaking door. I should find someone willing to join me.
The smell of a strange liquid hits your nose as soon as you walk in. You glance around, seeing the everyone has a drink in front of them. You sniff again. Definitely alcohol there, but there's something else... Milk? You've never heard of a beer and milk drink. After spending some time near the fire in the corner of the tavern, you come to the conclusion that this must be a custom to this town only. After solving that question, you turn your focus to a more pressing one: finding tribeswomen. You spot two women at at table. They have brown hair and wear leather vests with cloth pants. You also spot some muscle mass. Strong, excellent. Now to work my charm
You walk over and sit down amongst the two girls. One stops drinking and looks at you, the other one continues to mess with her chicken leg. "Yeah, what is it?" The girl who has your attention asks you.
"Hi, my name is Millia, and I was wondering if you ever wondering about joining a new tribe?" You ask. The girl looks at you quizzically. "You see, I want to start a new tribe, and I was wondering if you wanted to join."
"Why do you want this tribe?" She replies.
"Well, I plan on going against the Goddesses and punish-"
The chicken leg girl burst out laughing. "Hahahaha!!! The Goddesses! You want to stand up to the Goddesses? The ruling tribe over the plains? You must've hit your head recently, for only a madwoman would ever say that with confidence!"
"She has a point," the first girl says, "you don't stand a chance against them. We don't want to get involved."
"But..." You retort in vain.
"Begone. We don't want to be seen with you." The second girl says. Upset, you get up and sit next to the fire, pondering. After a few minutes, once those women left (Probably going to fuck each other, you think in your anger), you try agin. Yet, in the end, you get the same response, laughed at and puzzling looks. You try agin two more times in the tavern with entirely different groups, but no success. Defeated, you sulk at the bar. The clock just rang at 12:30 and most people have left. You get prepared to wander aimlessly through town when a new voice speaks up.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
You look up and see the tavern owner. The first note you make is how hot she is. Young, maybe your age, shoulder length black hair and soft green eyes. She wears a white blouse, but it's either too small or she didn't button it all the way up. Her slim waist is exposed, leaving you to believe it's just too small. Her breasts are ginormous, her cleavage shown off like a trophy. She also wears a thin black skirt. It shows of her amazing ass, slim legs, and large dick under it. Your own dick instantly hardens. My god, you think, she may be as beautiful as I am. She stares at you.
"Hey, girl, are you ok?" She asks again. You open your mouth, but words fail to come out. "Oh, hold that thought," she says. She exits the bar and goes to the only table where people are left. Two girls, one with blonde hair and one with brown hair are furiously making out on the table, clearly drunk. The owner grabs a broom and starts scolding them. The girls respond by asking if she wants to join them, but the owner stands her ground. She whips the broomstick on a chair, which instantly makes the two drunk girls listen to her. The owner points at a back door, the the girls quickly exit through it. Before the door shut, you saw one of them push the other one on the ground and climb on top of them. As the owner walks back, you can clearly see a small hard-on in her skirt. "Sorry about that. I try not to allow fucking to happen on the eating tables to, you know, keep it clean." She grabs a mug and starts wiping it down. "Sho, are you going to tell what's up?"
"Oh, uh, nothing, just had a bad day." You say quietly. You can't help yourself from starting at this woman. Judging by her increasing dick size as well, you think she's checking you out, too.
"Ugh, those are the worst, days when nothing goes your way. Here, I'll get you a drink, on the house. It'll cheer you up." She grabs a fresh mug and goes into the kitchen, where you lose sight of her. Soon she comes back out with another mug, both filled with a beer-milk mix. She hands it to you while she takes a sip from her's.
"Might I ask, what type of drink is this? A beer-milk mixture?" You ask.
The black haired woman smiles at you. "Oh, it's just my specialty. I call it 'Natural Bilk.'" You take your first sip. It's sweeter than you imagine. The foam of the beer tickles your lip as you gulp the mug down. The tavern owner, who has already finished her mug, looks at you. "How is it?"
"One of the bests I've ever tasted." You reply smiling.
"Oh, you're too kind!" The tavern owner says blushing. "By the way, my name's Koti."
"I'm Millia."
You and Koti become fast friends. For a good 45 minutes, you sit and talk, cracking jokes and listening fully. What you don't realize is that you're slowly getting more and more in love with her, and she you. You decide to pop the question that hasn't had much success tonight. "Hey, so, Koti..."
"Yes?"
"The thing is, is that I'm trying to form a new tribe. I would absolutely lovefor you to join it, but I'm want to stand up to the Goddesses, so I understand if you refuse." You say quickly. You await her no, but shockingly, her head starts to move up and down.
"Yeah, sure, I'll join you." You are at lost for words when you hear her say that. Koti giggles, "what?"
"You... Want to join me... B-but I'm facing against the greatest tribe in the land. I don't want you to get hurt."mouth struggle to say.
"Oh, come on, Millia, you shouldn't worry about me. Besides, I have a few things on my list that the Goddesses need to pay up. They're pricks, need to be taken down a notch. Plus, you are a kind and charismatic person. I'm sure we'll be fine."
You happily squeal and hug her hard. You hardly notice how hard your large breasts are smudged together. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! We'll make the best tribe in the world!"
"I know we will, but..." Koti pauses, " I assume we'll be on the road a lot... Not spending most nights in a town... So I have to know..." She says and looks into your eyes with fiery passion. Her hands glide down your back and caress your great ass. She brushes a brown lock from your face. "How good are-"
She's caught off guard. Suddenly, your force your lips onto her's. Once she gains her mind, she returns the passion equally. As you grab at one of her tits through the blouse, she shoves her hands down your pants and firmly squeezes your asscheeks. You moan into each other's mouth for a few moments before she has to force you two to break up. "I have a personal room upstairs. I doubt more customers are going to come in here, and there are o my a few girls messing around in the bathroom. We won't be bothered... Or heard" she smiles seducetively.
You give her a quick kiss and whisper, "Lead the way, tribesister." You both giggle at the word. She grabs your hand and leads you upstairs to the second floor. As you reach her door, your lust for Koti overwhelms you and you push the black haired woman against it. You eager kiss her, and she returns the favor. Your hands gribble with her small blouse and get two buttons undone, revealing part of her nipples before she stops you. "Just a moment Millia..." Koti moans as you is her neck. " I need... Ugh, you're good... I need to set the mood in my room. Give me... Ugh, give me a few minutes."
You let go and she enters the room. As she closes the door, she gives you a quick wink. You stand there, waiting, when you hear a near sound. No, two new sounds. Two women seem to be uttering moans of pleasure from the bathroom down the hall. You didn't hear it because you were too focus on Koti. You creep down the hall in crack open the bathroom door.
"Ugh, come on! Ugh, fuck me harder!"
"Yeah, bitch, ugh, ugh! You like that!"
You inhale quickly as you see two redheads having sex on the wall in the steam-filled room. One redhead, with a darker hair color, hold another redhead, with a lighter hear color, against the wall, pumping her thick penis quick and forcefully into the other one. They both moan loudly in pleasure, tempting you to come join them, but then your mind drifts back to Koti. She won't like me fucking other women while I'm supposed to be fucking her. You think. You focus your mind on her naked body riding your cock, using the redheads' moans to imagine your own.
