Yet Another Fantasy 2.0/Chapter 11

Chapter 11: An airship (unedited)

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Among the objects Hana had gifted to Leroy, a small box containing an engineering project was among them. It was a small disassembled clock, that was to be powered by two small earth and air crystal fragments. When she had opened it up and looked through the parts, it only had a single tool; a screw driver, to help assemble it. However Leroy quickly found the parts where all slightly off, such as the four brass rods that made up the clock’s frame. With her mother’s permission, Leroy would rummage through the inn’s storage for things previous visitors left behind, and so had assembled quite a few mismatched tools in the process. The collection of tools however came with a requirement that Leroy only use them for this project until it was done, and to leave the inn and the elevator alone; a requirement Leroy had quickly agreed to. As the weeks passed on Leroy would carefully work on the components of the clock, while she had not been a clock maker in her previous world, the components of this clock where already made and rather simple. This was made for children to put together, and Leroy was more or less the target audience. She spent what time she could on the project, but she had to help maintain the inn, do her daily chores, prepare meals from time to time, and continue on with her studies. However there was little she could learn from the few tomes and books her mother had given her to study with. It was then on a morning weeks later that Leroy could make out a distant rhythmic sound. She set her tools down and quickly covered up her project, she was unwilling to let Hana see her progress, and the engineer had been humoring her so far. The elf girl was very sure Hana had not gotten a chance to peek, as when the woman wasn’t maintaining or fixing things, she was having sex with her mother in one of the guest rooms. Hearing the two would set Leroy off, and she would end up in bed playing with herself hearing the pair. It wouldn’t be so bad, however Hana was being punished for the state Leroy had been in when the lavender haired girl brought her home and was forbidden to toy with the chocolate elf as Hana normally would. Leroy’s imagination, and Hana’s toys helped her keep focus, and Leroy would partake of very friendly figments when she had lucid dreams on some nights. Standing up from the chair set before the nightstand, Leroy stretched her body letting out a soft sweet grunt as her body flexed. She noted her hair almost touched the floor, and she’s going to need to do something about that before she would start sweeping out the inn by just walking. That that brought a giggle to her, and she bounded out of the room. Mother was already outside; though she was looking skywards, not towards the forest road. Leroy looked up, at first only seeing a few distant moons in the day sky, but then she could start to make out an approaching black dot. “Mother, is that an air ship?” She asked, her small voice almost a whisper. This caught the attention of the cat girl who turned to her daughter and nodded as she smiled. “It is, our first visitors since you came.” There was a slight catch in the older girl’s voice, which Leroy understood, and gave the cat girl a smile. “Is it normal to have visitors this far apart?” Asked the elf.

Suri glanced down the road, then back to the sky. “There is little reason for anyone to come out here. Several countries pay for the inn. It’s main purpose is for rescue missions, for when ships crash into the wasteland.” “I see, so when I and that other girl came, you where asking her if we where injured, not if she could pay?” Leroy’s question spun Suri around in surprise. However the innkeeper did not find a worried eight month old girl, but one of genuine curiosity. “Yes, though not quite in those words. Now get inside and grab your goggles and scarf..” the can girl commands as she looks her daughter over carefully, the pink dress the child wore was half transparent in the sunlight, showing off the soft skin, along with delicate nipples and the tiny silk thong beneath. While Suri found this proper attire for her daughter, she did not want a situation to occur… “And change into something that covers up more.”

Leroy pouted, she found more substantial clothing irritated her skin, but heads in as her mother asked, returning to her room and slipping out of her day dress. She slips on her leather arm wrappings, a cotton pleated skirt, and a soft blouse. She sets the goggles on, then a long blue scarf that she wraps around her head and shoulders like some desert wanderer. She pauses on the way back, picking up one of the aprons and slips it on. The smile and nod from her mother was all she needed, now all she had to do was make sure not to pick at her clothes. “Lets get things prepared.” Suri hikes up her skirt, baring smooth thighs and a garter strap over one thigh, she fishes a key off of it and hands it to Leroy. “Go into the cold storage and bring out three of the small juice barrels and one of the other barrels I told you never to touch, then empty one of the barrels into as many cups as you can find. I’ll make sure all the rooms are prepared. Once you’ve finished, I want you to filled both tubs and make sure there are two tall stacks of towels in each, as well as enough soap and shampoo for a week of use in each.. we’ll likely go through all of it today.” The dark skined elf nods. “Yes I understand!” She hurries off inside, heading into the back and unlocking the door. A blast of chill air sweeps over her body, momentarily catching her off guard as she recalls the terrible snow storm that had brought her to this world in the first place. A pang of guilt sweeps through her, as she’s yet to go in search of her sister, or any remains, she has to tell her mother about Elisabeth, about how she came to this world. She tried in the past but only gotten pats and hugs for her trouble. Perhaps now that she can have full conversations with her mother, it will be different now.. well after these visitors leave.

Leroy shivers as her half bare feet touch cold flooring, her breath icing as she walks past barrels larger then herself. Locating the smaller barrels, she loads up two onto a doll and pulls the loaded dolly out to the main room, returning for one more barrel and one more “special” barrel. The toy elf is has a guess that something alcoholic is inside, but it’s not in her vocabulary; a deliberate omission from her study tomes and possibly a taboo about children and drinking. Once the barrels where setup, the dolly returned, and the cold room locked back up, Leroy sets the key behind the counter and goes about loading up several trays. She has to struggle to get one of the small barrels up onto the counter, nearly dropping it in the process, and had to catch her breath before she could remove the stopper and pour out cups with some apple smelling juice. It certainly was not something they grew in the garden, there was just enough fresh things grown there to feed a few people. Leroy counted out forty two cups, the number bringing a wistful smirk to her lips under the shadow of the scarf. Then she was off to prepare the bathing rooms, with the water filling and the towels, soaps and shampoos in place, she checked out the guest restrooms on the main floor. She never had a reason to use them, they where much larger then the one she and her mother shared. Looking around she ponders getting some flowers to decorate them, but that was for later when she had enough time. Finding all the flush valves where working she headed back to the main area, just as her mother came down from the upper floor, and the pair walked out side by side.

Suri walked around the inn to the heavy pyrotechnics storage box and opened it. “Daughter, which ones would we use?” The innkeeper asks, resting a hand on Leroy’s head. The elf child looked at the large flare spheres, remembering the time Suri had shown her how to make one using charcoal and other ingredients several weeks ago. “This one that indicates greetings and this one saying open births?” She asked, lifting up two flare spheres. “Yes, perfect!” Suri praised, beaming Leroy a motherly smile. “Go ahead, you know what to do.” This gave the desert elf pause, and she felt hear heart thump in her chest from surprise as her mind reconciled the adorable smile with Suri being a woman and not a child in this world. This only lasted a few moments before Leroy headed over to the launch tubes and loaded two of them up. Being mindful of which color she loaded, she picks up the flint striker and smashes it onto the fuse resting on a steel edge. It takes her several attempts but some sparks catch the fuse and it lights up. Dropping the striker Leroy heads to the second, and waits for the fuse of the first flare to burn most of the way before lighting the second one up; hurrying back over to the cat girl to wait.

Suri wraps her arms around Leroy, hugging her daughter tight. The flares fire off into the sky one and then the other, soaring high! The first goes off, a pretty bright green, and then the second follows, a bright white. Before the acrid smoke reaches them, Leroy could scent a sharp animalistic scent beneath her mother’s light floral perfume. Suri combs fingers into Leroy’s long white hair as she pats her daughter’s head, and begins purring softly as the elf girl snuggles in. Leroy has caught her mother purring in the past, usually when she caught the older girl napping, or after a session with Hana, but never when the two of them had physical contact.

The airship was close enough that Leroy could make out some details, such as a massive ring around the vertical midline of the air ship, and several flipper like wings protruding out from the sides and back.  A few moments later a single flare is launched from the airship, first glowing green then then blue and then white.  “I may have been a bit harsh on Hana.” Suri mummers, brushing fingers along the edge of a knife ear, sending a trill of pleasure down Leroy’s spine and making the elf girl shiver pleasure.  Releasing and stepping away from Leroy, Suri nods and closes the strong box. “Child, stay away from the dock when they come, they’ll be quite busy securing the ship, and might trip over you if you’re standing around staring.”

Though her ears where flushed; Leroy giggles, and nods. Suri’s touch has been light, so Leroy quickly regains her composure. “I understand mother. I know how small I am.” Leroy’s worked at several rail yards in her life, a few of them where part of some docks. She was less likely to get knocked over and more likely to get heavily injured by heavy ropes being tossed about under heavy tension. That’s not how she ended up with the skull plate, but she can still respect the sheer mass of ships and their equipment.

The airship slowed to a standstill, a fair distance from the cliff face docks; out of range of any updrafts. A small boat disembarked from the airship; coasting over the gap, settling on one of the landing pads, disgorging a half dozen girls. All but one wore colorful sea going attire, the five ship girls quickly made for the dock, while the sixth girl scanned the area. This girl wore a brown buttoned up uniformed dress with a belt and cream colored cloak. The belt held a scabbard for a sword, who’s hilt her hand rested on. Pretty purple eyes framed by a pretty face and done up short brown hair scanned the two nearby, and then the surrounding area.

“Mistress innkeeper?” The sixth girl asked as she stepped forward. “I’m Ryua a hired guard for the ship. Is there any bandit or monster activity in the area?”

Suri gave the guard a soft smile and shook her head. “We’ve not had any incidents in weeks. I’m Suri, and this is my child.” The cat girl’s ears swiveled forward as her tail swished. This caught the attention of the guard, who couldn’t help but return Suri’s smile. “Thank you mistress Suri.” She glances Leroy’s way; giving Leroy a wink, then walks past as she looks around the area outside the inn itself.

Leroy smiled back, but it was hidden by the scarf, she found the guard quite pretty, despite the slight drabness of her uniform dress. She shifted her attention to the air ship that was now much closer and turning to the side as it coasted in. The massive horizontal ring tilted away from the dock as wing or flipper closest to the dock pulled in close and folded down. Ropes where thrown out from girls on deck to the waiting girls on the dock. The sailors went to work, wrapping the ropes around the bollards and throwing them back up to the airship, allowing them to draw out thicker ropes. Leroy wanted to giggle seeing a bunch of.. to her eyes, twelve and thirteen year old girls working tanned bare arms, as they grunted and sang out a song. Yes they where signing a song to pace their work, it was odd, something she’d expect sailor to sing.. with cute interaction of higher pitched voices a bunch of young girls would do to otherwise masculine shanties. “Leroy go inside, and bring the log book and pen?” Suri asked, breaking Leroy out of her thoughts. Leroy let out a small gasp as she focused on her mother, making the young woman giggle and make a shooing motion. Leroy pelted inside, running past the guard, unaware of the brown haired girl eyeing her slim legs as she passed. Standing in the main area, Leroy stood dumbly, they never had a visitor since she came, so she never noticed where her mother kept the logbook. She lets out a soft squeak, only for soft boots to tap on the floor, as the guard came in, curious about the noise. “Is everything alright?” The older girl asked, walking over and resting a hand on Leroy’s shoulder. Leroy looked up at the pretty face, the scarf falling away to show the lower half of her own face. “No.. I mean yes miss Ryua. I’m looking for the log book, but it’s only been used once since I came here.. and I’m not sure where mother keeps it.” Embarrassment is in her voice, her ears burned and fluttered, the elf thankful for the scarf covering flushed ears! Ryua nodded and gave the desert elf a pat on the shoulder and brushed a thumb against a smooth cheek. “Then I’ll help out.” With that the guard heads over to the entrance, to check the tables and shelves by the front door as the elf looks over and behind the counter.

Despite all her searching, Leroy can’t find it. Not on the counter, or underneath in the cubby holes that visitors cannot see. Not tucked between the pots and pans above the cooking counter or stoves. Leroy lets out a growl of frustration, though in reality it was a small cute sound that drew the guard’s attention. The toy elf hopped off a stool, got onto all fours and checked the last place she could think of, underneath the counter on the floor. There where several boxes down there, supplies that won’t likely see use for another dozen months. Her skirt rides up, baring her pert little mocha behind, and the pink thong. There was an sharp inward breath from the guard, and Leroy turned to.. yes! She spotted the object of her quest, and pulled the heavy log book out from where it rested on some supplies, gripping the edges of the log book ready to pull it out. “Those are some.. very small panties.” Ryua commented, fingertips tracing a thong string along Leroy’s hip.

The comment and touch caught Leroy off guard for a moment, she’s been so used to her mother seeing her in panties that it had stopped bothering her weeks ago. The touch made a wet heat alight within her. Leroy let out a small playful giggle. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” The dark elf teased. Sliding out from beneath the counter; standing up and setting the log book down. That brought a slight blush to the older girl, and before she had time to respond, Leroy gathered up her own skirt drawing it high, showing the pink thong snugged tight over her sex, how it stopped short at the bottom of her slit, showing off a great deal of mocha lower lip pout and an obvious dark dampness. The guard drew in a breath. “That’s.. very tiny…” her eyes however did not turn away. “It’s your turn miss guard.” Leroy challenges, still holding up her skirt. The guard looked back, pursing her lips, but slowly nods, the playful energy of the precious toy elf coaxing her on. She reaches down and lifts her skirt, a bit more demurely then Leroy had, showing off some snug string panties with a butterfly motif. However Ryua’s sex itself was not covered, an open crotch baring her lower lips, covering the top of the guard’s slit and her clit hood.

Leroy blushed hot at what she saw, while the girl was older then here, she was still a child by the standards of her old world, with a smooth plush hairless slit. “Those are both very pretty.” Leroy says in a hushed tone. “Both?” Asked the guard. “Yes, your panties and your pussy.” The elf shares. Before the guard can say anything, there was a friendly cough from the front door.

“Daughter, stop teasing the woman and bring out the log book to the dock.” Suri commands. This makes the elf child squeak and pick the book up, running out the front door. Ryua had dropped her skirt when she heard the cough, and her face as hot with embarrassment at getting caught showing herself off to the daughter of the innkeeper. But before the guard can say anything, the cat girl made a simple motion that the two of them would talk later; then turned to chase after the precocious little elf girl.

Leroy had missed the final parts of docking, a ramp had already been lowered, and sailor girls where hauling crates and barrels off the ship onto the dock. A girl wearing a skirt shorter then the others, sporting a pair of swords and crossed belts, and a much more colorful and flamboyant outfit then the others comes walking down the ramp. “Daughter, ask her to sign the log book.” Suri asks, patting Leroy on the head. Nodding, Leroy opens up the heavy book, flipping through to the last used page. She pauses as she sees the last name entered. Leroy shakes her head, doubtful that “Berry” was the airship girl’s actual name. The elf fishes the pen from the spine of the log book and walks over to whom she assumes is the captain of the ship. “Hello Captain, can you please sign our log book?”

The rather pretty blue haired captain comes to a stop and looks down.. and down.. and further down. “My, you are certainly very tiny.” The older girl said, then dropped to one knee and taking the pen. “I’m told my sailors have to watch out for you. Are you going to cause any trouble?” The woman signs the log book with a flourish and hands the pen back.

Leroy frowns in thought, returning the pen to it’s holding place and closing the heavy book. “If they stand still long enough I might be able to climb up and bop them on the nose.. though I might need a little help climbing.” Leroy responds with some humor. The nearby sailors let out hoots of laughter and gales of giggles while the Captain has a good chuckle, standing up, and scoops the toy elf into the crook of one arm and approaches Suri. “Mistress Inkeeper, thank you for allowing us a birth.” She slides Leroy into the cat girls arms. “All we ask for is mercy from your mighty warrior…” then she leans in and whispers into the cat girl’s ear, a whisper that Leroy’s elfin ears easily pick up. “The girls and I would love to help you have another, and we’re not shy about sharing.” Stepping back she turns her back on the blushing innkeeper. “Ok girls, anyone who’s hauled off five parcels can go head inside!” The elf in her mother’s arms is not sure how to respond to that, or if she should respond to that. Leroy had made assumptions, but what kind of relationship does Suri and Hana have? Heck what are the rules, laws, and taboos around marriage? Leroy’s thoughts are sidelined as her mother hugs her, a soft quite purr as the innkeeper seems to have an unfocused look, heading back into the inn. That seems to be some of the answers she was seeking, her mother was seriously considering the captain’s offer. The catgirl sets her daughter down on the counter, rests her elbows on the counter-top and lays her head on Leroy’s lap. She nuzzles the soft sweet smelling warmth, causing elven ears to flush as a pang of embarrassment and pleasure flashed within Leroy’s chest and sex. Leroy reaches out and rests a hand on her mother’s head, sliding fingers into that mass of blue hair as she began to pet her mother, carefully avoiding the ears. The purring simply grew louder, Suri’s tail flicking at just the tip. Questions began to boil up within Leroy’s mind, some endearing, others not so cute. In a small soft cute tiny voice the dark skinned elf speaks up, “Mother.. you can sleep with me when Hana is not here..”

Suri looks up with one eye past askew tiny glasses. “That is something normal mothers and daughters do. But you are far from a normal child.” She rises up, sliding her arms around Leroy’s waist and pulling the girl across the counter to the child’s legs wrap around her hips as she Suri gives her daughter a deep hug. “There are different meanings when it comes to sleeping with someone,” She pauses to give a soft kiss on the child’s nose. “There is the kind when you sleep with Hana, and the kind where it is simply mutual caring without the pleasure welling up from between the thighs.” Leroy looks up at the blue haired cat girl’s cute face and her pretty blue eyes. “The.. the second, I w-want the second,” her voice was a quite whisper. “I.. the first is.. I.. would not mind, but Miss Hana has that under control.” Leroy’s voice dropped to a murmur right near the end, the blush had spread from ears to face. She’s brought out of her embarrassment by the plush lips of Suri pressing to her own for a soft quick kiss. “Then I’ll be happy to share a bed with my daughter, and if I’m in heat again with no sign of Hana, then perhaps we can explore the first option.” The innkeeper presses the palm of her hand over Leroy’s tummy, lightly digging the heel of her palm against the chambers within, bladder and womb compressing. A shiver of pleasure runs through Leroy, as does the desire to pee. “Hhh..heeee.. I.. I have to go…” the toy elf squeaked out, and she was deposited onto the floor a moment later. The dark skinned elf’s retreat to the restroom gave her the time she needed to cool off, though the pleasure of releasing a thick stream of crystal clear pee brought her another pleasure. Half lidded eyes twitch at the muffled sounds of pyrotechnics being fired off, but she was in no state to fully process what she was hearing, more inward focused; pondering about the rod Hana had gifted her, how she was quite sure the room she shares with Suri was going to just be just herself tonight. Finally empty, and a little dazed, she wiped herself clean and snugged tiny panties into place, shivering at the touch of cloth to her dark lower lips. With a rinsing of her hands, she headed out to the main area.

Some of the ship crew had already entered the inn, and where sitting around chatting, their thin seafaring attire had damp spots here and there, while exposed bits of skin glistened with perspiration. Leroy picked up one of the non-alcoholic trays of drinks and headed over, letting them collect as many cups as they wished. She herself never perspired, Suri never did any exertion that would require it, and Leroy had to stay at distance from Hana when she worked on things, so this was the first time she got close to sweating girls. Their ages ranged; from her old world’s perspective, eleven to thirteen. The older ones certainly had some curves and one of them sported a bust that did require a corset to keep it tamed. A good sample, and they all smelled of roses and other flowers, with no off smelling musk.

Leroy giggled as she received a few pats on the head and few coins dropped onto the tray as she went back to the counter to get a second tray, just in time for another group of crew girls.. crew women entered. Leroy was still having issue applying such a mature descriptor to what in her eye where all children as she danced through underfoot avoiding the much taller girls to hand out freshly filled cups and retrieve empty ones to refill. There where enough girls in the main area that the din of chatter, laughter, and giggles became a pressure, reminding Leroy that she was very small and tiny. Her arms and legs where burning by the time Suri and the captain entered, with the lead girl.. woman.. heading over to a smaller table by herself and catgirl peeking around the counter.

Spotting the dark elf, she walked over and scooped the child up. “You’ve done very well, but it looks like you’ve reached your limit. Your mind may be advanced for your age, but your body is not.” She carries her daughter back into the recesses of the inn, laying the girl out on the much larger bed in the bedroom the two of them share. “Please take a..” Suri’s voice halts as she finds the toy elf already fast asleep. Gazing out over her daughter’s body, Suri leans down to capture the child’s lips with her own as she cups Leroy’s sex though two layers of clothing, giving it a firm squeeze, then slides her hand down to caress a dark inner thigh as the toy elf lets out a sleepy moan. Hana was not the only one with particularities, but Suri was focused on her duties and responsibilities. Such desires where better left for when she was in heat, but even then she had stayed her hand.. until her daughter had put on such a cute display about sleeping together and had all but given consent. Suri tucks the girl under some thin sheets, it had always been a pleasure seeing the child prance around in those thin transparent scraps of clothing and would have enjoyed showing her off to this crew; but knew such a display would strain the captain's control of the sailors. Hana and Suri had a plan if Suri where to become a seeder, a way to make her precious daughter stay with them.. Suri shakes her head, clearing it of what ifs as she heads out closing the door behind her.

Two moons where shining their light through the open window, while a gentle breeze blew into the bedroom. Pap Leroy awoke with a jerk, ears twitching, something had jolted her out from her deep sleep. Yellow eyes eerily reflected back the moon light as they searched the room. No airship girl was waiting to pounce her. Further searching finds the space next to her on the bed empty of the presence of the inn keeper. With a soft pout, Leroy climbs out of bed and patters over to the window to gaze outside. An unseen moon was just beginning to move out of the way of the sun. This gave the elf pause, she had never really acknowledge how the cycles of day and night in this world functions, despite reading it in her books. The sun hovered at the center of the world, and a ballad of moons would the very sun itself would alter the intensity of light that was projected to a particular continental plate, causing the sun to grow brighter or dimmer over the course of the day until a distant moon would interpose itself and bring night. The cycles of the moon where even more complex and.. pap there was that sound again!

Leroy’s bare feet guided her to the door of the bedroom, and she cracked it open. She could make out voices, coming from outside, the night crew of the air ship. Perhaps they where the.. no there was that sound again. The girl with white hair slipped past the restroom and peered into the main area of the inn, but there was no one in the tavern. Curious she stepped out, all too aware that her thin sleepwear might draw attention if any crew where to enter. There was a muted gasp; pap pap pap, pointed ears shifted and yellow eyes gazed upwards. A purring moan, the panting gasps of several child like throats. Ears turn warm, Leroy’s cheeks follow suit, a small welling of heat within her belly as she came to understand what was happening. Suri was entertaining some of the crew. A shock ran through her, was Suri cheating on Hanna? Leroy’s understanding of relationships in this world had many gaps, and running upstairs to yell at Suri wouldn’t solve anything. She’ll confront the cat girl when she has the chance, find out what the arrangement is. For now the elf retreated, to the restroom, to drain herself, then prepare for the day ahead.

Later; her hair still damp, Leroy steps out from one of the bathing rooms in a thin breezy dress as she brushes her hair dry. The elf was sure her mother was going to be waking up late, so it was her turn to be responsible, and set about preparing breakfast for over two dozen girls. Leroy had found several food laden crates behind the counter; there must have been a delivery after she had gone to sleep. Mulling over the stock, Leroy decided to make a simple breakfast that could be mass produced for all those hungry mouths. As she was working on the dough for bread, Leroy considered the bottle of powder that was used to raise the dough. Back in her world baking soda or yeast was used, but the bottle was simply called raising powder. There was no indication in her study tomes that this world had microbes, and instead used an interaction of elements to produce similar results. In this case the dough rose rather quickly; so quick that by the time she prepared the other parts of the meal the dough was ready. Eggs, shredded potatoes, bacon leaves, and what goes for sausage patties sizzled away on several pans. The scent of cooking and fresh baked bread began to draw some girls down stairs. A few where quicker then the others, they had to replace the night shift, but the elf made sure they had a belly full before they stepped out the front door. Other girls where not so quick, even dressing as they came down, giving Leroy an opportunity to look their attire over without drawing attention from sleepy girls. The crew wore loose blouses, shorts, short pants, or very short snug skirts that looked to not interfere with mobility. Some wore leggings, others where bare legged. They all had gloves, some missing fingers, and all had on mid heel ankle or calf boots. But what stood out the most was a canvas harness that went wrapped around limbs, and had several D-rings and quick release fasteners at identical areas. Before Leroy could ask one of the more awake girls, a bed ruffled Suri comes down the stairs, her face reddening as she sees the crew eating. The innkeeper walks over to Leroy and kneels down, wrapping the small elf girl in a hug. While Suri was soft and warm, and the contact did make the elf smile, Suri has a stronger animalistic scent, the scent of several girls, and the scent of female desire and something else Leroy can’t quite identify; in other words her mother stank of sex. Leroy looked over wrinkling her nose, smelling; yes, semen on the cat girl. While Leroy had not smelled that in a long time, her previous life as a man made her very familiar with the scent, though it smelled sweeter then what she remembered of it. “Mother, you should wash up and change,” she softly admonished, followed with a small giggle.

“Yes, of course.” Suri agreed with a soft voice. “You did very well, but I was negligent,” she explained. “Please go out to the signal launchers, and launch two green flares. Someone is waiting to delver additional supplies.” The cat girl asked. “When you finish that, come in and eat. I’ll handle your chores this morning, so you are free to do what you wish until lunch.” With a kiss on the forehead and a soft pat on Leroy’s behind, the elf was sent off.

Heading out to the heavy box, Leroy opens it up and retrieves the two requested signal flares. As she goes about loading the flares and swiveling the tubes towards town, she spots two airmen.. airgirls.. Leroy wasn’t sure what the term was used for the crew; however two of them where leaning on a wooden railing on deck watching as she loaded the flares into their launch tubes. Unsure if she should be self-conscious of the attention, she waves to them and they wave back with some friendly grins. Then she goes about using the attached flint and steel to light the fuses on the flares one after another and step back. There is a cheerful clap from the pair as the flares shoot off into the sky and burst in two puffs of green. Securing the box, she wipes her small hands on her skirt and looks around. If Leroy had free time like this, she’d work on the clock, or go to the dock and gaze out into the dessert searching for any sign of her sister. However the clock was finished, and the airship and crew made using the dock not possible.

With a shrug of her shoulders, Leroy marched over to the dock, and waited nearby as the captain passed on orders on organizing the offloading of cargo. The blue haired captain’s voice was commanding, authoritative, but not over bearing, and would only shout when she saw some accident about to happen. However as the minutes passed while crew paused to speak with the captain, they kept staring past the woman to look at the lurking elf.

“I know she’s behind me, so quit your gawking and get back to handling.” The captain said in a playful tone, spinning around. She grasped Leroy beneath the armpits and hoisted her up, settling the small gasping elf girl on some crates so the two of them could see each other at eye level. “You’re rather mindful for someone so young, but when you want a captain’s attention, you speak up!” She orders, patting the girl on the head.

“Yes captain!” Leroy barked out in a clear lilting sweet voice.

The woman is taken by surprise, eyes widening, then she barks out a heavy laugh, though several of the crew where awing at the small cute voice and giggling girlishly. “Good, now what do you want little lady, I have a gaggle of giggling goofs to mind.”

Leroy licked her lips beneath her scarf but quickly spoke up. “I’m very curious about everything being done, is there a place I could sit that is out of the way?” There was only a small waver of uncertainty in her voice, but Leroy believed the woman would just send her on her way and not make a fuss of it if she did not mince her words.

Looking Leroy up and down the captain nods. “That’s fine, you may do so, but you’re to wear a harness like everyone else.. well not like everyone else. Just one for a rope will do.” The blue haired girl did not have to bark the order, as one of the crew had hurried off to a table and returned with a handful of leather straps. “Ah good on ya. Since you’ve been proactive you can put it on the little thing.”

That cave the dark haired crewgirl pause, until the captain cleared her throat; setting the crew girl into motion. Leather straps where slide over and along the elf’s shoulders and waist. The crewgirl paused again when it came to the hips. “Ah captain I..” Arching an eyebrow she addressed Leroy. “Lass, that has to go over your hips and between your legs. You’re going to have to take off your skir..” she also came to a pause as moments later both airshipgirls where staring at a tiny blue lace thong that barely covered a smooth hairless sex; while Leroy’s skirt was held in one small hand. Both girls began blushing, while the dark haired crewgirl slide straps around hips and thighs, snugging them in.

Leroy couldn’t help but gasp when she felt the back of the girl’s hand drag across her covered slit, but the harness was already in place and the two women turned to face away while Leroy secured her skirt back in place. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to cause a scene.” “No worries, no worries. I won’t lie, I’m going to burn that memory in my mind. Though my girl here, she’s going to forget this ever happened. Right?” The captain lightly elbowed the airship girl. “Of course captain!” came the reply. A few moments later Leroy was perched upon a standing barrel, hooked to the back of the harness with what she was assured was a standard length of working rope that was coiled on the deck nearby and secured to one of many sturdy hooks built into the dock that she had been unaware of until now. Leroy watched the going ons with rapt attention, though she was squeezing her thighs together beneath her skirt. The harness was snug against her, and reminded her of some of the dreams she had when that figment had been preying on her. If things continued as they where, her mother was likely going to entertain the crew this night as well, leaving her to herself in the bedroom they shared.

“Hey squirt, not causing trouble?” a familiar voice asked.

Leroy gasped in surprise, as she had been watching the crew operate a mobile deck crane and wondering how the block and tackle was constructed when Hana and the Guard Ryua come into view. “I me. I mean.. no no I asked the captain permission to …” she started to stammer. Hana was sporting tight leather shorts, ripped thigh high socks, and a breezy sleeved shirt underneath a leather corset and tool belt. She picked Leroy up and cradled the elf in her arms, snugging the smaller girl in tight. “Oh it’s fine, I was just teasing you kiddo.” Hana’s assurance cause Leroy to utter a sweet adorable sigh of relief. A sigh that had both engineer and guard blushing a bit.

“Why are you here Hana, I thought you where out of town for a few days?” Leroy questioned, as Ryua picked up one of those small dainty feet to palm and heft it.

“Hmm, I managed to find someone to fill in for me. I brought the supplies in.” She palmed Leroy’s behind, fingers playing out beneath the skirt, finger tips tracing where the leather straps dug into soft warm flesh. “Besides I was a bit worried about my girlfriend being surrounded by all these crewwomen who’ve been sailing for weeks.” Hana’s comment stirred Leroy, the girl parting her lips ready to report on Suri’s cheating. However Hana took this as an invention to steal a quick kiss and hand her over to the guard. “That’s made me so wet I just had to come and see if I can at least watch.” The lavender haired girl says with almost a purr in her voice.

Leroy was shocked to silence, and Ryua could only blush quietly. Leroy could feel her ears burning under the scarf as if she had been back in the desert itself. No it all made sense. Hana was a massive pervert, Suri was her play kitten. The pair did clearly care for each other deeply, they’re just not exclusive. All these thoughts ran through Leroy’s pretty head, like a shocking splash of lurid water. She is going to have to simply live with the fact that Suri and Hana are adult women in this world, despite their appearances to the contrary. She’ll have to adapt she’ll have to.. The world shifts as she’s placed back on the barrel she was perching on, an apologetic looking Ryua smiling back at her. “Sorry, I’d love to hold you all day, but the crew is getting distracted and the captain is glaring at me.” She pats the toy elf on the thigh, giving it a squeeze, and a feathering of fingertips beneath the skirt.

“R-right.. good idea.” Leroy murmured, too distracted to notice the touch, looking over towards the Inn, watching Hana walking with one arm over Suri’s hip, the other arm over the hip of one of the crew. There was only one thing she could do, and that was let out a sweet giggle that went on for quite some time until the captain hauled Leroy off the barrel and dropped her back on solid ground.

“Sorry little one, but you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to continue gawking.” The captain stated in a calm voice. “You’re simply much too adorable and distracting for my crew right now… ah.. and have your mother help you out of that if you don’t mind.” She finished, giving a light tug on the shoulder strap of the fall harness.

Leroy gave the captain a small courtesy, not trusting her own voice, and padded off into the inn, through the main room, and into the restroom in the back. Hands covered her face as she took in a deep breath of air and let it out. “Oh god, oh god. I’m not in Kansas Toto.” She half cried into her palms, speaking out in English. Just saying the words; venting them out, let a wave of relief wash over her.

There was a knock on the door and before Leroy could stand up, the door she forgot to secure opened. Suri half steps into the restroom with a very worried look on her face.

Leroy looked up, and pulled her scarf off, ear flickering madly and flushed pink. “I’m alright mother. I’m happy that you are not betraying Hana. I just needed a moment alone to myself.” She stammers out in a long string.

Suri’s worried expression softens, and for a moment there was a flash of sadness on her face before the smile was back again. She backed out of the restroom, closing the door shut. “Would you like help getting out of that harness?” She asked in a soft quite voice through the door.

Leroy was unsure if she was imagining seeing that sad expression. “I’d like to try and remove it myself mother. I’ll change my cloths and be ready in a twelve dozen heart beats.” Her voice was apologetic, and there was an affirmative hum from Suri on the other side of the door.

Moments later Leroy was in her curtained off portion of the shared bedroom. The harness was off on the bed, along with her blouse and skirt. The harness had been easy to figure out. Running her fingers through the leather and buckles brought about a fresh new wet heat within her belly. Memories of the how the airship girl had tied up her, as well as the memories of what the figment had done to her in her dreams came to the surface. She was going to have some very sticky dreams tonight. It was a pity there was not more to the harness, or having someone bind her up in it. Ryua’s face flashed in her mind a moment, but she shook her head. While she and the others might be playful, it seemed pretty taboo to do anything with what this world considers a child. Hana and Suri where keeping it in the family so to speak, and Suri was keeping Hana on a very short leash. Squirming out of the blue thong, Leroy found a very long thick string of liquid desire connecting the scrap of cloth to her sex. Stepping out of the panties, she brought it up to her face. She could detect a faint scent of chocolate. Lulling a small pink tongue out to lap, then she hungrily slurps, sucking and chewing on her panties as she sucked up the juices of her own sweet nectar. Spitting her panties out and throwing her cloths into a basket, she went about dressing in a white single piece summer dress and tying an apron on. She had tasted herself on Hana’s lips before, but never directly like this. She heads out of the bedroom in a daze, having forgotten to put on panties, leaving a barely visible trail of drips on the floor in her wake.

The next few hours drug on for Leroy. While she had been gawking on the docks through most of the day they had to prepare dinner and serve dinner for the guests. Though Leroy did get distracted once the crew started to sing and dance. Some of the songs where tawdry, but not too lewd as the captain kept reminding thew crewwomen there was a child present. Some of the girls got a bit too much into their drinks but Ryua interposed herself several times before any flailing lurching bodies knocked the elf girl over. Then it was time to clean up the tables and dishes, while preparing some portions of breakfast and meals for the night crew.

Sometime later Leroy had her back to the bedroom door after finally being dismissed for the night and assuring Suri that she would be fine by herself. It was obvious even to her that Ryua had been following Leroy around all night, Hana had also joked about it. But Suri told Leroy to latch the bedroom door and only come out for the restroom. Leroy was unsure if Suri distrusted the guard, or was just being on the safe side. All the same she slide the wooden bar into the grove in the wall. She paused as she stepped away from the door, nearly every window in the bedroom was open, if someone where to sneak in that would be how they would do it. Pulling her scarf off her head, she decided she wasn’t going to shut any of the windows. A wet heat rose up in her belly from that decision. Her cloths where off and tossed in the basket, trembling hands worked the leather straps off her arms and legs.

Leroy sprawled out on her bed fully in the nude, staring up at the ceiling, she swallowed and waited. Minutes passed, she was starting to grow doubtful if.. her ears twitched. She could make out a pleasured cry. Straining her ears, she could just make out the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. The sounds of nubile petite girls fucking each other. That thought rose to the surface, but Leroy pushed it down. Everyone was a little girl in this world. Some where just smaller then others. She sat back up and went to her night stand, sliding open the drawer and pulling out a towel. Laying back on her bed, she unfolded the towel by her side, revealing the toys Hana had given her, toys until now she had never used. Slim small hands pick up two buttplugs, one much larger then the other. She set the larger one down, she wanted someone else to put that in her, doing it herself felt like cheating. Trailing the smaller buttplug down her body, over her flat chest, her taught stomach, the jut of her mons. She parted her legs and pressed the bulb to her sex and pushed in slightly, making her plush pussy lips part. She slowly rotated it, coating it with her weeping nectar, getting it good and slick, then delved down, shifting it to the tip pressed to her pucker, a delightful shiver running through her slim frame. Leroy started to apply pressure, feel her tight asshole begin to stretch when she hears the sound of feet crunching on grass outside.

With her heart in her throat, Leroy froze, yellow eyes looking over towards her window. Moments later Ryua’s face came into view, and her hands reached in. The toy elf could feel her womb heating up, this was it! Someone was going to come rape her just like the first night she spent in a real bed in this world just like… “Your windows are open.” The guard stated.

“I.. you can..” came Leroy’s soft tiny voice, why did she have to beg?

“I know I can, but I won’t. Not without your mother’s permission.” Came a soft rather reluctant statement. Those same hands slide the window shut, leaving Leroy to lay there with burning ears. One after another the rest of the windows where shut, leaving the elf girl in embarrassed silence. Leroy clutched at the bed sheets with one hand. She was annoyed her wild fantasies where not becoming reality. She was embarrassed that she just propositioned an adult and got turned down. Leroy was also grateful that there was a person in this world that had such a level of self control. The dark skinned elf relaxed, she’ll have to limit her darker desires to her dreams. That is a good thing, it could be too easy to lose herself to things like that. She pushed the buttplug in firmly, her pink asshole stretching wide, swallowing up that toy, then closing tight as her anal walls hungrily sucked the buttplug in. Leroy arched her back, thrusting her hips up into the air, crying out as her ass radiated sweet pleasure. She squeezed her anal muscle around the plug, feeling her ass trying to swallow it whole, but the plate attached to it keeps that from happening. She drummed fingers on the plate as her hips lowered, feeling the vibration translate into her depths, her fingers resting on the hole where a thin chain or string could fit through. She took a deep breath in and stretched out, gazing over at the jewelry chain on the towel, the two small locks, and three small keys. But she picked up the vibrating bullet and pressed it to her slit. She pushed inwards, having though it would just slide in, but.. her own tightness surprised her. Leroy applied more pressure but the toy popped into her just as she was about to give up, sliding into pink depths, surprising her, making her cry out again. She bites her lower lip, as slick fingers grasp the wood and crystal controller. She thumbs one of the colored crystals and she arched her back up in the air again, a silent scream on her lips. The toy had started vibrating almost violently within her tight snatch. While the bullet was thicker then Hana’s thumb the heavy vibrations made a small bulge on her tummy. Leroy grits her teeth from the intense sensations, she could feel her consciousness start to slip away. Desperately she pats about the bed for the dropped control, and in her slapping managed to hit the device. The vibrating bullet calmed down, to firm stuttering pulses every few heart beats. Leroy’s plush behind crashed to the bed, as she gasped for air, chest rising and falling as she panted.

“Note.. t-to self..” she whispered in english. “Turn toys on to see what buttons.. d-do what before putting them in me and.. finding out the hard way..” She licks her lips, hips jumping when the bullet vibe hummed then calmed down. “God.. I.. don’t know if I’ll be able to finish..” she whimpered, wanting to try out all the toys. Slick fingers picked up a long pinky thick tube. One end had a screw on stopper with a small holed pin to feed a chain through. Attmpting to unscrew it, she found it wasn’t a simple tube, and the end rotated. Upon twisting it, she could see the other end of the tube near the far end would expand into a funnel shape, likely to help anchor it. The toy elf squeezed her thighs together as she twisted the end barrel back. Spreading her thighs wide, she carefully lined the tip of the tube between her pussy lips, just below her clit, and edges it into her urethra. A moan escapes her throat as the rod slowly sunk into her pisshole. A slim finger keeps pushing, sliding the device deeper and deeper until the nonrotating part was flush with the mouth of her urethra. A stream of clear sweet pee starts gushing out of the rod end. Leroy giggles, and cut the stream off with a finger tip. “Whoops..” she whispered. She carefully twists the barrel, feeling a bit of pressure built up inside her; locking that funnel in place, until she feels a stop in the device. She carefully gives it one gentle final twist to make sure it won’t spin back and.. the barrel falls away, while an unrestricted stream starts again. Leroy gasps, trying to squeeze down to stop the flow, but is unable to. Panic starts to rise in her chest, she was going to soak the bed! Hands reach out, patting the bed sheets until she finds something, presses it to the end of the barrel and slides it in and twists. It threads in and her panic fades. She presses her finger tip to stop the stream, but it was already stopped. Leroy had not been threading in the barrel tip, but the screw in stopper. Feeling around she finds the barrel, holding it up to her eyes, seeing that it has two very minute prongs that would interface with the urethral tube. But it was too dark and she was too aroused to try and fiddle with it. Sighing, Leroy sets the bit of metal down, and picks up the chain, then wraps it around her waist and between her legs, threading it through the buttplug and stopper, then uses one of the tiny locks to lock it in place on the buttplug. She’ll have to ask Hana for help later, but for now she’s stuck with the locked in tube in her pisshole; at least she can control when she pees with the stopper.

Leroy brought her fingers up in the dimness; finding they where glistening, coated in her desire and pee. With how clear and pleasant smelling her pee has been, she only hesitated slightly, sliding her fingers past her plush lips, running her small pink tongue over the fingers to taste herself. Whatever her pee tasted like was overwhelmed by the sweet chocolate taste of her nectar. She closed her eyes to moan at the taste, while her other hand slide down body to her sex, finger tips tracing the jewelry chain, then along the edges of her lower pout. The sweet shivering pleasure made her moan once more, while her nipples firmed into aching points on her chest. Leroy runs her fingers along her kitten, softly stroking the outside as the vibrating bullet hummed within, and her nectar freely oozed out. With her fingers clean, she swapped hands to suckle on the fresh juices while her free hand stroked and caressed her pussy. Toe curled and she arches her back as her sex tightened down around the bullet, a hot radiating pleasure spreading from the center of her hips as a sweet cry peels from her throat.

The elf was completely unaware that all activity in the inn had stopped at her cry, lost in her own blissful pleasure. Sounds of sex in the inn renewed, with much more vigor, the sounds of doors opening up a dozen girls congregating on one of the guest rooms upstairs. Leroy heard registered none of this, she had peeled her clit hood back and was digging a fingernail into her freed clit, sending another small shivering orgasm through her small frame. Leroy recalls how Hana toyed with her, and wishes there was someone there to take charge; but for now she had to do this herself. So she brought up the memory of Ryua flashing her panties and uncovered sex at her, imagining what it would feel like to grind her kitten against the girl’s smooth hairless sex. She sucks in her breath and lets out a sweet crystalline whining cry as the sensations, thoughts, and abuse of her button send her over the edge once more, though this time with greater strength, an orgasm almost as good as one of the one’s Hana gave her. Hot nectar gushed from her sex, the jewelry chain glinting in contrast to her dark plush pussy lips. The Toy elf couldn’t control her voice, her sweet keening continued, her sex spamming down around the vibrating toy again and again. Leroy eventually turned the vibe off but left it in place, she continued to stroke her pussy until sleep claimed her. Leaving her to drift off to sleep with her lithe mocha body panting, thighs and sex glistening.