I took too much time with my first t, so I don't have time before the floor opens for a sed guest. So, I head up to my room and freshen up before I join Mai on the floor.

  I quickly wipe the sweat and other fluids I built up from my body. I decide to my breasts, not too tight, but enough to look a couple of sizes smaller. My robe was fine. Oher hand, my underwear had several different types of fluid on them, so I repced them. I also thought about my womb health. Did we go at it a little too hard? Not really. It looks like eighty-eight pert despite the size I took inside.

  I hope I get to see those kids. The st woman to ask me to breed her lived in a different city. I've always lived in a small town outside the city by the forest until I sold myself. So, I'm unsure how far the woman traveled to get to me. Hopefully, it's not too far while pregnant. I hate to have my kid born on the side of the road.

  I sigh, "I o stop stalling. Maybe we will both get a woman like the one I massaged and have a wonderful night." I start heading dowairs. I'm joined by several other women wearing simir clothing but all kinds of colors.

  On the floor, a few women will be kept for those who want short but immediate sex, buy girls. The rest are charged with ving someog the eaio spend the night with them. I'm weird because they never spend the night with me, but I still walk the floor. Mistress just likes to advertise my womb to the world for a few mold each pregnancy.

  As I he bottom of the stairs, I start looking for Mai's long tail. I made the final few steps but still didn't see her. I start heading towards the back.

  "Wait, wait! Alzi," I hear called behind me, "you're actually on buy duty tonight to keep men away from you." Vasati calls out.

  "Oh, that makes sense. I let Mai knoere pnning on going around together. I don't wao worry about me."

  "No, I'll inform her. Just get to the waiting area."

  "Ok," I say. I turn and walk towards the lourance. Opposite the stairs is another curtain taining the lounge for buy girls. Usually, the new girls o prove their skills before they go to the floor.

  The room has a few couches, game tables, and a small stage with a few instruments to the side. The couches are light purple. A small room in the back is for fixing makeup. Whes want to buy time with a buy girl, they ehe room and choose. I py the three-string instruments besides the stage, mainly the scales, but I'm not very good. I walk over to a game table instead.

  The girls in the room must ehe buyers without talking to them. The ohat sit on a couch are only chosen for sex. The ones doing other activities may be selected for whatever they are doing or sex. So, dancers may do a private dance, and a musi would py a private piece. Those at the game table are also mainly chosen for sex. You don't go to a brothel to py Hunting Grounds. A bar would be a better pce to find a suitable partner. But I'm not good enough for private danusic, so I only hope for the best.

  A girl on the coues and joi the table. I had just started setting up the board, so she helps. The game has just a few pieces: a mage, warrior, cleric, assassin, guards, and a princess. The goal is to capture the enemy's princess. The board is the most plicated part. Good ones have a magitment to allow the assassin to hide on the board or allow you to switch what the princess looks like, generally as a guard. They also have the pieces move through the different biomes more accurately. The really expensive boards have weather ges.

  Ours allows for the character spells. Yuki has a board that includes weather and terrain spells. She only gets it out to py me. Her ers only get a board that adds the terrain spells. I love the better board. Weather adds a lot of dynamic py. You even have it empower or nullify certain entments. Like fire in the rain won't work, but water spells are easier to cast.

  They also say there is a rger version that adds a queen, and you py with many princesses. If you capture one, you have a process to force a marriage and take trol of the pieces the princess trols. I've never seen it before, but it sounds much more plex. It's probably only for nobles and royals if it does exist. I've heard the tours already st weeks so I wonder how long those would take.

  I rarely have ao py with. Most hate my passive pying style and pin about the b game, but I don't uand how to attack. So I just defend until my oppo loses most of their forces, making it easy to take their princess.

  "I've heard yood at defense," she says, pg her princess iarting fort.

  "I guess so. It's hard to tell when most just stop pying halfway through." I respond, pying my first move. It's just a simple warding spell for the edge of the forest.

  "I've also heard you have a lot of ts ask fh py," she says, giving me a strange look.

  "I 't say no to many things like you. So hat 't be seen in the cheap brothels e here, and they choose the sve that 't say no," I respond. She is still thinking about her move.

  "That makes sense. I prefer that py. I've thought about putting a choker on like a colr, but Mistress won't let me," sighing and finally pying a move—warrior towards the desert.

  "She won't let others as it causes issues. I'm obvious enough that the treatment doesn't happen to the irls as well, and I slowly heal all the marks they put on me," pg a prayer in the desert for warning of visitors from the cleric.

  Some girls pick up the instruments. Awful tones fill the room as they tuhem. One girl is stretg in preparation to dao the music. The st two are rexing on the couch, spread out, showing their long legs. Both have the furry ears of different animals. I see the tips of their tails flick over the couch occasionally. They are talking to each other about something, and I only hear their voices, not their words.

  "Fair enough, I guess. I have seen the markings you often. I love getting them, but they are annoying to deal with afterward," she says, looking like she is reminisg about a night before she found herself here.

  The musis have finally tuheir instruments; one is still slightly sharp. They decide on a pied start pying for us. The dancer finds the beat, addiaps to the music.

  "Some ts are good at it. Making sure I'm Ok and stuff, but most just want a sve to torture," I say, speaking up to pete with the new music.

  "I guess I should stop asking then. Maybe I could talk with ers to find the good ones," she says. She moves her warrior fully into the desert.

  I hear the curtains move and heels falling, but also softer sounds. It's most likely men's shoes. Women worry about men falling over, so they never have to wear high heels.

  Mistress greets them personally, saying, "There is one girl here you two 't take due to restris. It is the dragonkihere. The rest, pick your favorite." She doesn't usually run the lou must be here to keep me in line.

  It is an elven couple; the man is a wood elf, while the woman is a dark elf. The man is short, five foot five ihe woman makes him look smaller and must be at least six feet tall. Both have darker skin tones, brown and bck, respectively, and their hair atches their skin. They look around at each girl, but it is easy to tell they have decided who they want. The moment they walked in, they saw my scales and didn't look away till Mistress told them I was off limits. Theogether looked at a girl on the couch. I believe she is Mousekin, but I may be wrong.

  "What is your name, my dear?" They ask her.

  "Osha," es the response.

  "Please join us tonight. I think we will have a lot of fun," the man tells her. I feel sorry for the mouse. They are an aggressive pair. I've served them a few times, left some ugly marks on my ass.

  Since she doesn't get a choice, she gets up and leads them to her room. I hope the extra limits the ordinary brothel girls get keep her safe.

  We return tame, waiting to see if we will get chosen. I'm slowly building up warnings and traps along my perimeter, sending my assassin into the forest to scout.

  She has tinued her mar two fronts. She even pulled a guard into the forest to help her mage get to my fort.

  Another couple came in and picked the dancer. I'd never seen them, but they likely want a private dah less clothing. Sometimes, that is for a sexual reason, but they have many dahat show off different muscle groups, and many ers love to see us slowly ehe muscles rippling up and down our body.

  Due to this, almost all the girls here are strong. I'm certainly only bloated iomach area due to the stant and tely rge pregnancies. My arms, legs, and back still retain well-defined muscles. I 't wait for my stomach to join them. My thighs could also use some work.

  We've made taow in the forest. I get a killing blow on the guard, but the mage gets a trag spell and nds a shot on the assassin's arm before he get away. They are just a few turns from my perimeter. The warriroup in the desert should reach my fort a few turns before the mage.

  "I didn't think the dragon sve would be in the group—our lucky day. We'll take her," the devil states. The new pair is an actual devil who loves to see me scream and one of her wives. A human. All her wives are sadistic, but none go as far as she does. I'm going to be sore tomorrow.

  "She has a breeding tract to fill tomorrow, so I've removed most is. Don't forything inside her that doesn't belong. Also, be careful with her womb area," Mistress informs them.

  "How about I put a fertile mark on her a a few more sizes to py with? Maybe we also spend the night with her?" The devil says into Mistress's ear.

  "Deal, if it is a cheap one, I'll find you,"

  "Only the best for my favorite sve," eyeing me.

  Looks like I won't be able to finish my game, and the owner of my womb will be getting a surprise.