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"NO! You made right choice Ella, we made it out of that dungeon alive, that's all anyone can ask for. It's not your fault that it was a dungeon unlike any I've ever heard of, if it even was a dungeon. It was practically just a giant trap. That thing in the bottom of the dungeon, it wanted us down there for some reason I don't understand."

Ellaria let out a sigh. "When I was new to adventuring I always dreamed of being a captain, this, this isn't how I expected things to go. Everything is so, so, just-"

"Ah, Lewd?"

"I couldn't imagine something like this happening in my wildest dreams Fey! You're like some kind of sex god! It's incredible!"

Fey's cheeks coloured a little.

"D-does it bother you?"

"... It's, it's just I'm supposed to look after you Fey, protect you, you're our healer, but your body is just, so, so, overwhelming, and, and-"

"I'm sorry!"

The elf's shoulders dropped. "It's fine Fey, It's not on you, I just need to do better. Live up to what I told my students made a good adventurer when I was a lecturer. Someone who adapts and learns from what life throws at them, someone who never gives up."

They walked on in thoughtful silence for a time. As they passed close by a food stall a plump lupine woman's tail suddenly flagged into the air and she turned, her nostrils flaring. Her eyes locked onto Fey's monstrous balls, a ravenous look momentarily crossing her eyes. She began to follow them.

Ellaria paused and then turned to face the lupine who was incompetently pretending not to be following them. She startled away from Ellaria's gaze.

"I'll give you until the count of three to flee from me wolf girl or I will end you."

"Wha- m-me? I-I'm j-just looking at, uhm," she glanced to her side actually looking at the stall she was pretending to be browsing, "uh, skincream?"

"But you're covered in fur!" said Fey.

"It's, uh, f-for my pawpads! Yes! I get, uh, dry pawpads!"

"That almost sounds believable. One."

"Wait! Okay okay! I just, I just like how she smells alright! It's that, that musk! It's- like the most alpha, huge, big, dominating, g-gods the male I thought it must belong to and then I turned and saw, th-that, th-those!"

"Two." Several small flames flickered to life above Ellaria's head

"C-can I just t-touch them for a second! There just so, so beeeg! M-my heat!"

Ellaria snarled and the flames above her head bloomed into half a dozen fireballs. She took a sudden step forward and the lupine shrieked and fled, although she couldn't stop snatching glances over her shoulder at Fey.

The elf sighed and the flames winked out.

"Th-thankyou Ella, uhm, d-do you think we should have turned her down though? I really need to empty into a g-girl."

"Yes, if both Vivi and Flora couldn't properly drain you then she definitely wouldn't have been able to do it, we'd be in the exact same situation after you filled her. We need someone who knows what they are doing when it comes to centaurs."

"Uhm, y-yes…?"

They soon neared the boat busy river and, seemingly their destination, at least judging by the number of scantily clad people hanging around. Ellaria approached a human woman sitting daintily atop a mooring on the river's edge with her midriff showing. She looked up from filing her nails.

"Oh? You want a little play? Not often we get elves around here. With the things I've heard about elves maybe it's me who should be propositioning you hmm?"

"I'm not here for that, I want information."

"Information isn't free you know, although I'd be willing to make an exception for you under certain circumstance. What do you say elfy? Want to slip into the sack and scissor up a storm?"

Ellaria frowned. "No thank you. This isn't a casual matter, my friend is in trouble, deep trouble."

The woman furrowed her brow and leaned to the side to see Fey. Fey gave her a little nervous wave.

"I don't see-"

Ellaria held up her hand then made a spinning finger motion gesture at Fey. Fey trotted around displaying her throbbing horse cock that slapped up against her barrel and then the massive heaving pair of horse testicles hanging between her legs.

The nail file jerked violently in the woman's hand and she broke a nail.

"OH MY GOD YOUR BALLS ARE BIGGER THAN A PAIR OF MELONS!!!"

Behind them a man choked and fell off his boat with a splash.

"So you see the problem."

"Elfy, you should be seeing mage about that, that's that!!!"

"Already done. I'm looking for someone who really knows how to deal with centaurs in the bedroom, maybe another centaur, I don't know. Do you know anyone like that?"

The woman opened her mouth then closed it before speaking. "Uhm, r-right, I uh, I don't know specifically but I know who will."

"Who?"

The woman pointed down the river where a large building was lit up.

"The owner of that whore house, she knows everyone in the trade, employs most of them. She'll have someone who can, ah, deal with… that."

"Thank You. You have been of great help. I wish you luck in your... business."

Fey and Ellaria left the stunned woman where she sat, nail file hanging limply from her fingers, eyes staring at Fey's rear.

Eyes followed them down the street along with catcalls and whistles and many many offers, especially for Ellaria. It seemed there was an understanding of elves around here that was not common amongst the general public. Fortunately there appeared to be no women in heat and Fey wasn't accosted as they walked.

The building they approached dominated, larger and blockier than anything nearby and with colourful magical lights strung around its red and black walls and pillars. A big illuminated gold leaf sign above the door read:

'The Madame's'

"I'm going to find you the best Fey, I don't care what it costs."

"Uhm, okay?"