Looking up at the gorgeous lettering on the wooden sign above, I double checked the name of the place I was about to enter and nodded to myself as I realized this was a butchery of some kind, the thick scent of blood lingering in the air whenever the doors ahead of me opened up.
Some people were looking at the store with mild disgust, and I quickly put the reasoning together when I saw various typically herbivore Beastkin or Elves doing so, likely vegetarian for whatever reason.
They weren't showing hate towards the location though, and they simply walked past it without anything happening, something that made me relieved as I pushed the doors open and stepped on inside, finding myself in a miasma of uniquely scented air.
It was overwhelming at first, but after taking a few shorter breaths before switching to normal breaths I was fine, so I was able to see the burly woman leaning over a table cutting away at a carcass as she sliced away thick chunks of meat that were efficiently wrapped by a shorter, thinner woman.
Hearing the door open, the two glanced up before the burly, fluffy Bearkin woman said "If you're here for meat it'll be a little bit...", her tone gruff as she looked back down at her work only to pause as I said "You posted a job on the board, and I came to accept it."
Letting out a huff, the Bearkin placed her knife on the table and nodded, pulling her blood soaked arms free from the table and approached a giant sink off to the side, muttering something to herself and drenching her arms in Water Mana as she cleaned herself off.
"Dear, keep packaging that then head to the back and put the labels on 'em."
The shorter, smaller Bearkin nodded, resuming her work and leaving me to stare up at the somewhat taller, older Bearkin, her fluffy brown hair pulled back into a ponytail while a band kept her bangs away from her dark yellowish brown eyes.
"Names Gertrude. You ever hunt monsters before, buck?"
I nodded and handed her the flyer, saying "I'm Aethisia, and yes, I've hunted monsters many times. My Dama taught me as soon as I was able to hold up a spear without falling over.", putting a little mirth into that to gauge her reaction.
The small smile and nod she gave me was relieving since it would seem she wasn't a stick in the mud who was serious all the time, though that smile was quick to vanish as she said "Well, the job is a simple one. We need meat to sell in surplus now that people are gettin' pregnant left and right, and we need meat to stock up for Summer, which Goddess knows how bad that can be..."
Shaking her head and turning back towards the butchery table, the Bearkin stared at the younger Bearkin for a few seconds with pursed lips before looking back at me as she added "Any meat you can get your hands on, we'll buy in bulk. Whatever you want to keep too, we'll prepare it for you for free. Sound good?"
Gertrude extended her hand and waited for me to shake on it, and in that moment I looked at her in full, taking in her large biceps, toned arms, shapely breasts and wide hips that tapered down into some deceptively juicy thighs.
She was another mature beauty that had a more feral charm to her, those sharp features and the faint scar that snuck down her temple to the back of her jaw making her one hell of a woman, something she knew as she leaned forwards and whispered "I know I'm a whole lotta woman, buck, but it ain't polite to stare like that..."
Her expression and tone were neutral, and I just smiled wryly at her as I whispered back "Apologies Miss Gertrude, I'm just... not too familiar with Bearkin is all. Especially not one as gorgeous as yourself."
"Flattery won't get ya more gold, buck. But I do appreciate it. Now... do we have a deal?"
Our exchange had gone unnoticed by the other Bearkin, and I nodded before clasping her 'paw' and shaking it, agreeing to her terms for now as I said "Well, I'll be back before night falls then, Miss Gertrude!"
I walked into the same store that I had been visiting for three days straight, and upon doing so I just had to stop since the sight in front of me was rather... incredulous, all things considered anyways...
Standing in the middle of the shop was a rather gigantic futanari, her bulging muscles not even being the most egregious thing about her; those long, powerful legs covered in a thin coat of fine brown hairs ending in thick black hoofs that made it clear she was a Horsekin.
What made it even clearer was the two foot long rod of meat that dangled between her legs, the pink flesh getting lathered with some kind of oil as two women slowly jerked the Horsekin slave off, much to her immense delight as she tapped her hoof against the floor.
Two gigantic testicles about half the size of my head hung between her legs as well, and if it wasn't for her being damn near seven and a half feet tall and built to hell and back that wouldn't have made sense, and yet... here we were, staring at the tanned futanari in shock as that dick got even longer.
Heather grinned at me as she stepped around the Horsekin, her wings fluttering slightly as she said "A whole lotta cockmeat meant entirely for almost killing whatever she decides to fuck? Yeah, I know. Ah, and sadly she isn't on sale; the Auction House keeps her here for... everyone's good, really."
The arrogant grin that adorned the Horsekin's face was rather... charming in its own right, if only because I was mesmerized by her erection, which she noticed as she said "Wanna get bred, Duchess? Might not be able to walk afterwards, but I guarantee you'll be pregnant. That's my whole job here, after all~!"
The Hawkkin was silent beside me as she just stared at the Horsekin, and I had to bite my cheek as I thanked the Goddesses that Astra wasn't here, though I was tempted to take her up on her offer... only for the two attendants between her legs to speak at the same time, causing her to snort.
""Lady Heta, you cannot breed anyone today besides Lady Gionai.""
"I know, I know... gimme a kiss at least, you little sluts!"
Tugging on my arm, Heather pulled me away and took me out of sight of that monument of muscle and domination, much to my chagrin and relief at the same time...