SheepXAdventurer Greentext

>Female adventurer from a conservative culture ends up in a sheep village the day before the spring festival
>She decides to stay for it, looking forward to a day of fun in the sun
>What she wasn't expecting was how lewd it was
>Many shed their clothes outright going about in only their wool, or even shearing off their coats into enticing patterns or exposing great portions of their skin
>Desperate to distract herself from the perversion she witnesses, she turns to drink, and ends up in a sauna, hoping the steam and heat will dampen the wild passions of the townsfolk
>She was horrifically wrong
>The sauna is full of sweating, panting rams and ewes
>damp pussies and dripping cocks are exposed by all attending in the cramped room
>And it reeks of sheep hormones
>She feels herself growing lightheaded, and a terrible ache grows in her inexperienced body
>One of the mature ewes reads her like a book
>before long, this wooly woman is goading the adventurer and some young rams together.
>The adventurer cannot believe what is happening as she grasps onto the scalding hot, throbbing cock of a ram that's younger than her
>his cock just looks so...healthy and virile and oh god it smells so good
>stroking isn't good enough, and she finds herself sucking down on his prick as a wandering hand of hers finds another dick to toy with
>over the next few minutes, her brain is boiling from the oppressive reek of horny rams and ewes as the sauna turns into an orgy.
>Her mouth and hands are practically passed around from virgin dick to the cum-slicked members of rams taking a break from fucking their wives or girlfriends
>But her pussy is left alone
>burning and needy, that last wall breaks down and she goes to finger herself
>but is stopped by the same mature ewe who had started all this
>without hesitation, the older woman dives in on the adventurers flower
>licking and lapping and teasing in all the right places, but never letting her cum
>The ewe reduces her to a shaking, moaning mess of a woman, leaving her begging to cum
>But she pulls away, face slicked in girlcum
>And fills the spot between the younger womans thighs with a young ram
>The adventurer and the ram lock eyes
>He's young, fit, and handsome
>Without a word, only a locking of lips, he slides into her
>both of their virginities dripping out at the sight of their union
>He's unbelievably hard
>And rough
>Pure instinct helping him where inexperience falters
>He's relentless
>She loses track of how many times she cums
>In fact she loses track of everything
>But him
>From every bump and curve on his cock
>To his broad tongue frantically working against hers
>To his moaning and grunting as he fucks her as hard as he can
>To his coarse wool against her, each point of friction a harsh spark of sensation against her
>She feels his thrusting grow faster, and more shallow
>And she knows what this means
>If she doesn't push him off
>He'll cum inside and fill her full of his children
>And she doesn't care. She can't care. Not when it feels this good. Not when she feels this right.
>So fertile.
>So receptive.
>So womanly.
>She pulls her mouth away to whisper sweet and filthy things into his cute, sheepy ears and run her fingers over his horns, her legs locking around his hips
>She doesn't have a single regret when he cums, when his cock hardens even further as he sprays rope after countless rope of thick, white, fertile cum inside of her
>The head of his cock sitting right at the door to her womb, throbbing again and again as their minds are wiped clean of anything but orgasmic bliss
>Somewhere in her mind, she has enough thought to fondle and pamper his balls as he paints her insides white even as her walls spasm and grip at him as she rides out her longest, most intense orgasm yet
>He never pulls out, instead waiting until his cock softens up and naturally leaves her well-fucked passage, the ewes of the sauna quickly rushing to her side and hefting her rear up into the air, not letting a single drop leave her body
>Her legs dangle uselessly as they whisper sweetly to her 'This will help with conception' is one comment that makes it through the haze.
>Yes... she thinks. Conception. Babies. This sweet ram of hers. All of it sounded so good.
>Her ram came to her side, looking at her like one might look at a treasure
>Still no words, they hust fall back into each others arms, kissing each other sweetly, and long into the night...
>She wakes up in a bed she doesn't know, in a house she doesn't know, in a town she doesn't know.
>But the feeling a body she knows very well still pushed up against her
>And, she realizes with a girlish giggle
>A body she cannot live without.