Nyaophyte Meowgus Belweather's Journal, Entry 1

Nyaophyte Meowgus Belweather's Journal

Entry 1

Champion Alvina and I were summoned to a quiet mountain village to confront a wolf-beast in the form of a pelt which possessed its wearer with insatiable lusts and amorphous genitals. Had Alvina not left me to the wolves, we could have handled the situation more smoothly. Despite my struggles against the dogs, I was unceremoniously disrobed and filled with their meat. I'm almost certain their seminal fluids had some sort of corrupting influence on me, but fortunately I avoided the strongest of the effects, even if I couldn't resist losing myself temporarily. After regaining my composure, I approached the cave Alvina had found the corrupting possessor in to find her "locked in combat" with the thing's host. The host knotted and filled Alvina with her seed as I prepared my HOLY SMOKE, and as the monster was subdued, Alvina delivered the finishing blow. She probably thinks I didn't notice the semen dripping between her legs as we left the beast's den.

We returned to the village in short order, and Alvina, not willing to let word of our spectacularly poor performance spread, insisted that our involvement be kept hush-hush. The locals had previously called a Champion from the Saints of Dog to handle the situation, and she ended up taking all the credit, much to the lonesome couple of Our Meowstress's adherents' chagrin. Their names were Jag and Ziggy, and they wouldn't learn of this until after the fact, as I couldn't find it in myself to say so to their faces. While Alvina had her respite at the local inn, I was treated to the hospitality of my fellow adherents. They fed me well, and readied a bath so I could properly clean my fur of the dogs' fluids, and I'm almost ashamed to admit that the fresh memory of the encounter aroused me as I relaxed in the tub. Spurned on by my Meowstress's whispering, I called for their assistance, and they obliged me graciously. Though Ziggy seemed disappointed to not share his bed with Alvina, he was more than happy to take me as I pleased Jag. The pressure he put on my prostate meant I didn't last long, and the two of us reached climax at once, Ziggy filling my ass and I filling Jag's pussy. Although Ziggy was mostly out for the night, Jag wasn't yet satisfied, and we took turns atop one another until at last she found release, drawing still more cum out of me with her salacious whispers. I would later bring Ziggy to a second orgasm, but lay with Jag for several minutes, thoroughly drained.

The next day, I met with Alvina at the train station, accompanied by my hosts. Ziggy was thrilled to have even met her, but we had little time for pleasantries, as our train nearly left us at the station. Alvina seemed to notice my own satisfied smirk, but she left me to my own devices as I prepared to write this entry.