Karrahkian Dreams (futa-female, oral, extreme penetration)

This will be a collection of short stories based in the world I created for my previous story, Demonic Sister. While that story seems to be going no where fast, I have been thinking up ideas for stories that take place in that world, and this will feature the stories I write based on those ideas.

And here, I present you with the first story.

Nasha pulled the cloth covering the entrance to the tent aside and walked in. She had been travelling for days now, and this was the only real signs of civilization she had seen in these wastelands. She had come here to find out more about the Karrahk culture, but so far, all she had seen was endless stretches of sand. The only people she had managed to talk to on the entire trip were the caravan drivers, and they hadn’t proven to be of much use.

Looking around the tent, she saw the typical setup of pillows, carpets and short tables lined with bottles, caskets and glasses, with the occasional plate of cheese and bread here and there. There was a stage at the far end of the tent, which seemed to be the size of your average inn in comparison. It had looked smaller on the outside. Sighing, she stepped in and found a spot without too many sitting near it. She didn’t feel like talking to anyone this night, as she was still exhausted from the trip.

A young girl dressed in a veil, common for most of the women from these regions, came over to where she was sitting and offered her a bottle of wine and a glass. She accepted and the girl put it down in front of her and went to service the other patrons. Pouring a glass and taking a quick sip, she looked around again. Some local music was playing, flutes, drums and some stringed instrument she couldn’t identify. Didn’t matter really, she’d try and find out more about it tomorrow, if there were any people left. She started to notice that most of the patron’s stares seemed fixed at the stage though, and decided to check out what had their attention.

On the stage were three girls dancing. They were fairly attractive and lightly dressed in almost transparent cloth. They were spinning, jumping and posing to the music. She took another sip and continued to watch the show. After a while, she noticed that she’d been staring at the lead dancer on the stage for quite some time. She seemed far more attractive than her fellow dancers, but something seemed... odd about her. As if she was... different somehow. Nasha kept watching as she took more sips from her drink. The more she looked at this dancer, the more she felt attracted to her. As if there was something compelling about her. Her dancing seemed wild, chaotic and yet, strangely coordinated and smooth. It seemed almost as if she had more limbs than people normally had. Nasha let out a quiet gasp as she realized what it was that had been bugging her. This girl in front of her had a penis. It looked long enough to reach her knee, and it was swinging wildly as she d