You are glowing? Yes, I suppose I am.. Pia rode of her orgasm, making little whimpering sounds as the last waves of climax washed over her. She was till bucking her hips at the root-cock thingie that was embedded inside her, but slower now.

This could be a problem.. she could feel that her mana was ablaze. To someone with a smidge of magic sensitivity, she would indeed be glowing. She just hoped it would not be enough to attract every supernatural predator around. Likely, Slarr would have his hands full with Thudd. Hopefully, he knew what he was doing.

"It.. it is some sort of latent, magic power.. It becomes active sometimes.", she panted. No reason to get into too much detail. "And that other creature is an old.. acquaintance of mine, who has.. taken me before."
She was not going to say too much about Aegir either.

He held her close as she rode out that orgasm. He stood, various vines collecting her cloth and carrying them along exchanging them from vine to vine as he walked with her through the jungles now, that root moving with the pace that he established with each step.

She just tasted too good where he was not going to let her go just yet. Walking with her to the edge of the jungle at least would allow him to gauge himself on more of her essence as they went.

“I see ...” perhaps he could see her glow because of something in his creation process that awakened him.

He had wondered briefly as to what sort of creature was sulking about the shadows but didn't think on it too much. “I cannot say that I blame them seeing how good you taste. Alas, I trust you will simply avoid the jungles to if it can be helped.”

He licked the side of her neck as he carried her along, his hands upon her hips holding her in place as he brought her along drink as much of her as he possibly could.

Pia yelped as she was carried along. Birch was not kidding about, he had not bothered to withdraw, and was still embedded in her pussy. Every stride made her bounce on his branch cock, her breasts rising and falling. She bit her lower lip to avoid moaning out loud each time she sank down on his wooden cock.

"Yikes!", Pia exclaimed, surprised by his tongue on her skin. "Err.. uh.. I had no idea this part was so..OH!", Pia briefly paused to catch her breath. "S-so..oh!- crowded."
Indeed, most of the time she encountered one monster at the time. This time she had run into a group of three, pluss Aegir. Monsters hunting in packs seemed to be pretty rare.

Each stride he took caused him to move this way and that. He filled her repeatedly drinking the illustrious nectar that she produced.

“Oh, sometimes it is. I'm not totally sure since we drove you into this area and it is not where I typically dwell. I doubt that you will be attacked again but there is no sense taking needless chances.”

Of course if she had been attacked again that wasn't really his problem though in the wilderness he was sure that nothing would befall her there. Of course he had not been aware that she had such an incredible taste. How her sweet nectar transformed he was not entirely sure but he imagined it had something to do about her glowing earlier.

“There. We are here.” He drew her off him when they got to the edge of his domain. He was reluctant in drawing her off him and he took a few seconds to drink a bit more before doing so and laying her on the ground.

Next was probably a bit more surprising as he directed the plants and used them to mend her clothes in a few places, it was crude of course but at least she wouldn't have to worry about getting back naked.

“Your taste … I have never had anything like it but if I do encounter you again I will have to be certain to have another taste. Of course knowing how exquisite it is next time is likely to be a private party.”

Pia dropped t coo the ground like a sack of potatoes. She had been fucked pretty good, as was evident in the shiny coat of sweat covering her skin in as tiny droplets, her red cheeks and her wet, leaky cunny. Wayward strands of blonde hair clung to her face. She lay on her back, breathing heavily after the exercise, one arm on the ground, one over her cheat, failing to cover her breasts, rising and falling with her breath. Her legs were spread, and she would have put them together to cover her indignity, but she was pretty exhausted, and cool air felt so good on her abused pussy, even with the recuperative powers of her mana and the soothing secretions of Birch.

Her mana was still active, giving her a pinkish warmth to those who could detect such things.

"Ah!", she yelled when she felt the vegetation move, sitting halfway up, expecting this to mean that Birch was about to restrain her for some nefarious purpose. To her surprise, the moving tendrils were actually helping her put clothes back on, something that was a novel experience here on the island.

Birch had sat on a rock nearby. She cut such a terrific site spent like that and breathing heavily to recover her state not entirely his doing so he can not look upon her with the degree of pride that he he done this to her.

Perhaps it was the process of his creation that allowed him to see that glow that washed over her though he was not sure what he was witnessing, a glow that would have been brighter had it been later and darkness swept over them.

They had been undisturbed, with him so close no other monster bothered her though it was just as likely that there was none there considering the marvelous site she cut. Such a sight that he was tempted to take her again even though he had drank his full of her nectar. No, he would wait a little longer savoring the drink that he had.

After awhile of her resting for Birch seemed to be in no hurry, patient for this, he assisted her in dressing as he saw to ripped clothes as he put them together well enough so she could get back alright.

He nods slowly with that completed regarding her. “I wish I had something to offer for your return. Your taste is exquisite my dear. But it looks as if I will just have to settle on you crossing my path yet again.”

Birch did not fool himself. They never came back, though once he had experimented a little in that regard his experimentation had not worked.

Pi was not sure what to say to that. She had little wish to offer herself up for another ravaging. Granted, he was gentler than most, and had even been helpful to a degree.. even if one could say he only had made sure he did ave to share his fun, depending on your perspective. Still, Pia sensed.. something in him. He was a monster, and she did not believe for a second that he would hesitate a moment when it came to ravishing a girl. Yet there was nothing truly cruel about him either, at least not that she could sense. It seemed she was stuck with the monsters, and while she had not given up her hope of freedom, her more realistic side knew she was likely to never get away from them. A few of them, like Birch, Aegir and perhaps Seraph could if not be trusted, at least be counted upon to not add more malice than necessarily to her condition.

"Uh.. I cannot promise I will be back for you..", she said. "But.. uh.. thank you for helping me with the imp. I am.. I am grateful for that."
Things they don't teach you in school:How to have polite conversations with monsters who technically have raped you, but also helped to save you from another monster, except for helping them to catch you in the first place. Etiquette just do not cover situations like that.

"I would very much like to leave now, Mr. Birch.. It has been a long day..", she said, afraid he would decide he wanted another go. "But..", she added on impulse. "I think you are better than the other two.. I don't think you need them, not really. You.. you got a bit more class if you don't mind me saying."

She was already backing down a few steps, visibly eager to get going homewards before it got later and even more monsters appeared. Supposedly, the imp would be watching for her, but she did not place too much trust in that. She also did not know how Birch was going to take the last thing she said.

Birch nodded. “A truthful answer is better than a lie. I've had three others make promises that they could not or did not adhere too. You taste will be missed most of all sapling if I do not encounter you again but considering the circumstances in which we met I am a realist and did not expect you to return with no reason for doing so.

“But you are most welcome.” He considered for a moment. She asked to leave and he saw that she had backed up a few steps. Of course he was in control of the vegetation around and could control it to restrain her if need be but Birch struck only when hungry, even if she poised such a tempting sight earlier he managed to thwart those urges that possessed him at the time.

“Yes, you may go sapling but one thing first. What are you called?” He gave some small thought to what she said of the others and grinned though, touched by those words perhaps.

“Thudd is lazy and Slarr can be a bit annoying. I have been considering leaving this partnership for some time and have only kept it this long because Slarr can drive prey into my domain from elsewhere so I am guaranteed a constant meal but it seems that there are more opportunities for me than I initially believed. But go, rest, and if we are to ever meet again I look forward to it but understands that there are no guarantees that that shall be the case.”

"Uh.. my name is Pia. That is Pia Marie. Pia Marie Hov.", she blustered a little, suddenly quite awkward and self concious. She had a bit of a shy side to her, that sometimes kicked in at the strangest moments, and now she suddenly felt quite weird giving out her name to the being who had fucked her halfway senseless. like she ought to have introduced herself earlier or something like that.

She fidgeted a little with her hair, and uncertain about how to proceed, she gave a little curtsy, a rather outdated form of gesture that Pia had somehow still adopted, and which she subconsciously reverted to when she had no idea what proper form was.
"Uh.. Goodbye, Mr.Birch.", she said, taking a couple more steps back.

After that, she turned, then began to walk in the direction she thought would get her to the dorms most easily, eyes darting around, trying to spot any signs of monsters as she walked.

“Pia,” the name was close to Pea, he would remember it easily enough the other two would be more difficult but given her taste he doubted that he would forget it any time soon. But he tried out that name.

“Goodbye, Pia Marie Hov,” by repeating it the name was more likely to make it to his long term memory. He watched after her as she made her way on. He watched from the edge of the jungle, wondering if he would see her again.

He tracked Slarr at certain points though the imp could go invisible it was likely that he was making a show of things so that Pia saw him and would hold up to her end of the bargain.

Birch had not realized what he enjoyed more, blonds or strawberries, he was an odd being after all and when the pair had vanished from sight he retreated into the jungles knowing that if he add that well all the time he would be most happy ...

Making her way home, Pia spotted the little imp darting to and fro. Either he was not very good at hiding, or he was deliberately making a show of keeping an eye on her. Apparently, he had managed to turn Thudd away from her, or else the giant had strayed away on his own. Pia hoped Aegir had made it away, and not been smashed into calamari by the bigger monster. Aegir she could deal with, to some extent. The giant.. let us just say Pia was glad she had not been concious for that ordeal.

"You don't have to worry, little imp.", she said aloud. "You will get your strawberries".

She felt it was better to keep the small monster focused on the reward, rather than him being tempted to grab her for a prize of his own.

Such a juicy reward, Slarr had indeed been happy about that of course. Revenge was on his list at some stage behind strawberries and the reward of course that she had offered to him.

For a second he had envisioned his red scaled fingers sifting through her hair as he impaled her from behind, a hand slapping her ass in the process, or reaching around her to grope one of her tits that looked just as ripe.

He dismissed that thought though. If she had sought to keep the reward coming though, he might forgive her of her transgression. There was no sense in ruining a sure thing. But their arrangement didn't lead him to believe that was going to be the case.

Yes, he would play with her at some future point.

Landing on a nearby rock he nodded. Of course if she denied him his reward then he would not rest until she paid in some fashion.

“Just making sure you haven't forgotten our arrangement. Thudd is still in the forest and Birch, well you know where he is. It's all clear to the campus grounds but until you get to the dorms I will ensure that Thudd doesn't pop out from the hedges beneath your dorm window for instance. Got to be thorough, though I know he's back there,” he pointed over his shoulder at the wild growth behind him. It was not feasible that Thudd would be between her and the dorm but a deal was a deal and Slarr took his contracts seriously.

"I know what I said. I'll leave you the strawberries. Got to wait until tomorrow. Shop is not open until then."

This day was getting more and more surreal. Now she was talking like she was haggling with a dealer, except with fruit instead of money.

"What is the deal about strawberries anyway? Is it just strawberries, or do you like other stuff like blueberries or raspberries too?". Pia just kept up conversation to keep the imp occupied and focused on the goal, instead of herself, for instance.
"How about smoothies?"

Pia could spot the dorm building in the distance. She upped her pace. Soon she would be home!

“Yes, I like raspberries, blue berries not so much but nothing compares to the succulent juices of strawberries. Strawberry candies, jam, tarts, I love it all! Such goodies are hard to come by save when I'm rummaging about the dorm or the like.

“It's like catnip to a cat, that's probably the best way I could describe it. Smoothie? what's a smoothie?” Pia was doing well in focusing him on rewards though that could be dangerous too if he had to wait overly long. But they had an arrangement that he was obliged to follow once it was made.

“AH! Tomorrow,” he seemed a little sullen about this but she still wasn't back yet so this was no guarantee. As much of a sure thing that this looked like. He became more vigilant as they neared, his stealth skills becoming much better when there was someone else around within sight or earshot.

Slarr followed until she was standing outside of her dorm room. He memorized the number, one to know where to get his reward or where to come to by her a visit if she cheated him. He was no idiot either and waited until she had opened the dorm up ensuring it was her room.

“Well then, until tomorrow.” And he waited until she broke the threshold of the dorm room before leaving, mission accomplished.

Phew! Pia slumped down on her bed after she had made sure the creature had gone away. It had been a hell of a day for sure. She would need some beauty sleep, but first, a quick shower.
She peeled of her clothes, letting them fall on the floor. Standing naked in her room, she raided her arms and let her hair loose, before disappearing into the shower. Her skin smelled of earth, of vegetation and of sweat and bodily fluids. Letting the warm water wash it all away and soothing her tired muscles. Pia spent a long time in the tiny bath, soaking up water.

The shower made her feel much better. Stepping back into her room, she tied a towel casually around herself, and allowed herself the little daily luxury of scented lotions, rubbing it into her skin until she was all soft and shiny. Her mood was increasing rapidly. While she had had technically been raped by two monsters, she somehow felt like she had gotten out on top for once still. She turned on some music, singing along and even dancing a little.

Thinking back, there was parts of the strange illusionary journey with Aegir that she had actually enjoyed. Not the part about being on the run and almost being raped by a murderer, but she kind of enjoyed the part about being a bit of a femme fatale. Pia the gun-moll, who would have thought? She had enjoyed the image of herself as someone sexy and resourceful, even saving the ass of her compatriots.

As she drifted to sleep in her bed, all clean and nice, her fingers found their way to her sex even as her eyelids dropped, memories of garters, high heels and men in stylish three-piece suits yielding to sleep.