Looking up at the gorgeous lettering on the wooden sign above, I double checked the na of the place I was about to enter and nodded to myself as I realized this was a butchery of so kind, the thick scent of blood lingering in the air whenever the doors ahead of opened up.
So people were looking at the store with mild disgust, and I quickly put the reasoning together when I saw various typically herbivore Beastkin or Elves doing so, likely vegetarian for whatever reason.
They weren't showing hate towards the location though, and they simply walked past it without anything happening, sothing that made relieved as I pushed the doors open and stepped on inside, finding myself in a miasma of uniquely scented air.
It was overwhelming at first, but after taking a few shorter breaths before switching to normal breaths I was fine, so I was able to see the burly woman leaning over a table cutting away at a carcass as she sliced away thick chunks of at that were efficiently wrapped by a shorter, thinner woman.
Hearing the door open, the two glanced up before the burly, fluffy Bearkin woman said "If you're here for at it'll be a little bit...", her tone gruff as she looked back down at her work only to pause as I said "You posted a job on the board, and I ca to accept it."
Letting out a huff, the Bearkin placed her knife on the table and nodded, pulling her blood soaked arms free from the table and approached a giant sink off to the side, muttering sothing to herself and drenching her arms in Water Mana as she cleaned herself off.
"Dear, keep packaging that then head to the back and put the labels on 'em."
The shorter, smaller Bearkin nodded, resuming her work and leaving to stare up at the sowhat taller, older Bearkin, her fluffy brown hair pulled back into a ponytail while a band kept her bangs away from her dark yellowish brown eyes.
"Nas Gertrude. You ever hunt monsters before, buck?"
I nodded and handed her the flyer, saying "I'm Aethisia, and yes, I've hunted monsters many tis. My Dama taught as soon as I was able to hold up a spear without falling over.", putting a little mirth into that to gauge her reaction.
The small smile and nod she gave was relieving since it would seem she wasn't a stick in the mud who was serious all the ti, though that smile was quick to vanish as she said "Well, the job is a simple one. We need at to sell in surplus now that people are gettin' pregnant left and right, and we need at to stock up for Sumr, which Goddess knows how bad that can be..."
Shaking her head and turning back towards the butchery table, the Bearkin stared at the younger Bearkin for a few seconds with pursed lips before looking back at as she added "Any at you can get your hands on, we'll buy in bulk. Whatever you want to keep too, we'll prepare it for you for free. Sound good?"
Gertrude extended her hand and waited for to shake on it, and in that mont I looked at her in full, taking in her large biceps, toned arms, shapely breasts and wide hips that tapered down into so deceptively juicy thighs.
She was another mature beauty that had a more feral charm to her, those sharp features and the faint scar that snuck down her temple to the back of her jaw making her one hell of a woman, sothing she knew as she leaned forwards and whispered "I know I'm a whole lotta woman, buck, but it ain't polite to stare like that..."
Her expression and tone were neutral, and I just smiled wryly at her as I whispered back "Apologies Miss Gertrude, I'm just... not too familiar with Bearkin is all. Especially not one as gorgeous as yourself."
"Flattery won't get ya more gold, buck. But I do appreciate it. Now... do we have a deal?"
Our exchange had gone unnoticed by the other Bearkin, and I nodded before clasping her 'paw' and shaking it, agreeing to her terms for now as I said "Well, I'll be back before night falls then, Miss Gertrude!"
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Renna PoV
I walked into the sa store that I had been visiting for three days straight, and upon doing so I just had to stop since the sight in front of was rather... incredulous, all things considered anyways...
Standing in the middle of the shop was a rather gigantic futanari, her bulging muscles not even being the most egregious thing about her; those long, powerful legs covered in a thin coat of fine brown hairs ending in thick black hoofs that made it clear she was a Horsekin.
What made it even clearer was the two foot long rod of at that dangled between her legs, the pink flesh getting lathered with so kind of oil as two won slowly jerked the Horsekin slave off, much to her imnse delight as she tapped her hoof against the floor.
Two gigantic testicles about half the size of my head hung between her legs as well, and if it wasn't for her being damn near seven and a half feet tall and built to hell and back that wouldn't have made sense, and yet... here we were, staring at the tanned futanari in shock as that dick got even longer.
"That is..."
Heather grinned at as she stepped around the Horsekin, her wings fluttering slightly as she said "A whole lotta cockat ant entirely for almost killing whatever she decides to fuck? Yeah, I know. Ah, and sadly she isn't on sale; the Auction House keeps her here for... everyone's good, really."
"Shut up bitch."
The arrogant grin that adorned the Horsekin's face was rather... charming in its own right, if only because I was srized by her erection, which she noticed as she said "Wanna get bred, Duchess? Might not be able to walk afterwards, but I guarantee you'll be pregnant. That's my whole job here, after all~!"
The Hawkkin was silent beside as she just stared at the Horsekin, and I had to bite my cheek as I thanked the Goddesses that Astra wasn't here, though I was tempted to take her up on her offer... only for the two attendants between her legs to speak at the sa ti, causing her to snort.
""Lady Heta, you cannot breed anyone today besides Lady Gionai.""
"I know, I know... gim a kiss at least, you little sluts!"
Tugging on my arm, Heather pulled away and took out of sight of that monunt of muscle and domination, much to my chagrin and relief at the sa ti...
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