Allen walked alongside Fina, doing his best not to stare at her jiggling butt as she bounced happily beside him. Trying being the keyword here. The village of beastkin was a lot to take in—both visually and emotionally.
Fina's fluffy tail flicked side to side, brushing his thigh now and then, and each time it happened, he had to mentally punch himself not to make a comment. It didn't help that the air was still heavy with whatever that lusty smoke was. Everything felt a bit hazy, a bit floaty—and very, very horny.
"So…" Allen began, stuffing his hands into his pockets, "you're seriously telling me no one here wears shirts?"
Fina looked at him like he'd asked if fish could drive. "Of course not. Didn't I tell you? Humans banned us from wearing them years ago."
"Right, right," Allen said, glancing at a busty elder passing by with absolutely nothing covering her… ample history. "Very progressive punishment."
Fina grinned. "They said it was to 'mark us as less than them.' But we kinda flipped it. Now it's just part of our culture."
Allen raised an eyebrow. "So, oppression turned into a no-bra party? Honestly… could be worse."
As they walked through the village, Allen saw several beastkin girls just casually lounging around—half-naked, moaning softly as if it were normal. Some were getting handsy with their partners under fruit trees. One girl was licking her fingers in a way that was definitely not about food.
"Aaaahh~ harder~ ngh~!"
Allen blinked. "Do y'all ever turn it off?"
Fina shrugged. "It's Lustfest, Allen. There's no 'off' switch. You just lean in and ride the waves."
"Yeah, and possibly drown in them," he muttered.
Fina suddenly grabbed his arm and tugged him toward the village square, where a small crowd was gathered. "C'mon! You've gotta see this."
In the middle of the crowd was a beastkin artist painting nude body portraits—live models and all. Right now, he was working on a duo: twin sisters posing dramatically with their legs wrapped around each other, moaning as they held their positions.
"Aaaah~ mmnh~!"
"Just like that, sister~!"
Allen's nose twitched. "Yup, that's art."
"Wanna try?" Fina asked with a grin.
"Posing or painting?"
She winked. "Whichever gets you more attention."
"I'll pass before I accidentally become the centerfold of a furry playbook—er, I mean… beastkin journal."
Fina squinted. "What's a playbook?"
"…Don't worry about it."
As they moved on, Fina leaned in close and whispered, "You know, back under that tree… when I saw your cock… and then when it grew again…"
Allen smirked. "Ah, the Penis Enlargement skill. Yeah. My proudest moment."
"It made this weird sound like—twang~!" Fina laughed.
"Hey, I was as surprised as you. I didn't know it came with sound effects."
She leaned closer, whispering hotly in his ear, "I liked it though. Made me wanna try it again sometime."
Allen nearly tripped over a rock. "Damn, girl! Warn a man!"
They laughed as they entered another part of the village—a small bathhouse built around a hot spring. Several naked beastkin women were lounging in the steaming water, their moans echoing off the rocks like it was a damn ASMR loop.
"Ahh~"
"Yesss~ rub there, right there~ mmm~!"
Allen did his best not to pass out. "Okay, this village needs an award for being the horniest place on the map."
Fina proudly puffed her chest (and Allen definitely didn't not look). "We like to live free."
"No kidding."
He looked around, spotting a familiar pair: Mirka and kael.
Kael caught Allen's eye and immediately looked ready to commit a war crime. His right leg twitched. Still sore, apparently.
Fina leaned close again, eyes glinting with curiosity. "You really going to steal her?"
Allen smirked. "Netori is a dish best served hot."
"Hot and throbbing?"
"Exactly."
As the sun dipped lower and the Lustfest drums picked up their beat, Allen knew one thing:
He might've stumbled into this world by accident… but now? He was exactly where he needed to be.
The beat of Lustfest picked up as the sun dipped behind the mountains, casting the village in a warm, golden glow. The smell of roasted meat, sweat, flowers, and something very suspiciously aphrodisiacal filled the air.
Allen and Fina walked past a group of dancers—most of whom had forgotten they were supposed to be dancing and were now just grinding against each other to the rhythm of the drums. And moaning. Obviously.
"Mnnh~ aah~ yes~ keep going~!"
Allen pretended to be chill about it, but internally? His brain was basically a dial-up modem short-circuiting.
"Hey, Fina," he asked, trying to act casual while stepping over a very suspicious puddle. "You ever had a partner before? Like, during Lustfest?"
Fina slowed down, ears drooping just a little. Her tail stopped swaying for a moment.
"Yeah," she said softly. "I did."
Allen blinked. "Oh. Damn. Sorry, didn't mean to—"
She waved her hand. "No, it's fine. His name was Rook. He was strong. A good hunter. Sweet too. Used to bring me berries, even though I hated berries."
Allen raised a brow. "Classic simp."
She chuckled, then looked ahead with a more serious face. "Two years ago, he was taken by humans during a raid. Captured with a bunch of our warriors. Never came back. Probably killed or enslaved, probably both.
"…Damn."
"Yeah." She gave a bitter laugh. "So when you saw me under that tree with that human earlier… I wasn't in love or anything. It was just… I thought maybe if I didn't join Lustfest, I'd break down completely."
Allen nodded slowly. "So you were trying to cope."
She turned to him, eyes sincere. "Exactly. That guy didn't mean anything. Honestly, I forgot his name halfway through. It was just… something to numb the pain."
He let the silence sit for a second. Then, with a smirk, he said, "Well, considering I introduced myself by dropkicking his nuts via Testicular Torsion… I think I made a hell of a first impression."
Fina burst out laughing. "Oh my gods, yeah! His scream was legendary—like a squeaky toy being stepped on!"
Allen chuckled too. "In my defense, I didn't know the context. I just saw a guy that looked like Derek pounding away under a tree like he was auditioning for a wildlife documentary."
She snorted. "Pfft! 'Pounding like a forest beast' should be this village's motto during Lustfest."
They shared another laugh, the mood lighter again. Fina's tail flicked up and smacked him gently across the waist. "Thanks, Allen."
"For what?"
"For being… I dunno. Honest. And not just seeing me as some half-naked girl with a bouncing tail."
He grinned. "I mean, you are a half-naked girl with a bouncing ass, you're also awesome. So, win-win."
She bumped his shoulder with hers. "You're such a dork."
"Guilty as charged."
As they walked on, Allen glanced back toward the village, where the festival continued in all its moaning, grinding, slippery glory. He wasn't sure what tomorrow would bring, but at least for tonight?
He was no longer the guy who got cheated on and dumped by Crystal.
He was Allen. Cock-enhanced, sweet-tongued, testicle-crunching Allen.
And this new world had no idea what kind of chaos he was about to unleash.