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As the celebration feast was winding down, and most people had dispersed to their homes or lodgings, Tavora, the fire-casting woman shaman who Grud had rescued from the Thunder Strider’s dungeon, was staring into her cup, feeling somewhat lost.

When she first entered the Rock Claw chiefdom, she looked around in wonder. She had heard that this was the largest tribe around, but she did not expect it to be so well-developed. Compared to the shabby mud huts of her previous tribe, the Rock Claw tribe featured well-constructed houses made of fired bricks or stone and mortar, some actually reaching two stories high.

Where her now destroyed tribe was still mostly on a bartering system, the Rock Claw tribe, which had fully adopted the currency system, had a sprawling main market with smaller shop houses scattered around. She was in a whole new world, and she felt lost.

Just as she was ruminating on what she had seen while exploring the Rock Claw tribe and wondering what she would do with herself in the future, she flinched when she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder and turned to see that it was Mita, one of the matrons of the tribe, a woman who she was happy to see.

When the fighting with Thunder Strider forces was over, and they were heading home, Mita revealed herself to Tavora and cared for her almost as a mother would for a child, talking to her and comforting her about the loss of her family and subsequent imprisonment, while ensuring that she gained some weight to improve her malnourished body. She even drank from Mita’s breast in the beginning to have something nutritious and easy to digest.

But Mita was not the only one approaching her. Next to Mita was her darker-skinned, darker-haired, and shorter-eared twin, Nita. These were the Twin Mothers of the tribe. Their beauty among the many wives of Chief Grud was known far and wide. When she first saw Mita, she had expected her to look a lot older for someone who she heard was in her forties, but she did not look a day past twenty, and neither did Nita.

“Hello Tavora, sorry I was not able to guide you around when we got back, there were things I had to handle. How are you doing? Do you like the tribe?” Mita asked as she took a seat beside her, and Nita sat on the other side of Tavora.

Feeling slightly nervous, somewhat intimidated, and extremely self-conscious of her scared face, being flanked by two of the most beautiful women she had ever seen, Tavora stammered out, “Matron Mita, Matron Nita,” as she bowed from her seat to the two women seated beside her. “I am doing well, and your tribe is the biggest and most magnificent I have ever seen.”

After replying, Tavora lapsed into a rather awkward silence. It was then that Nita spoke in a voice completely identical to Mita’s, “Have you thought of what you want to do from now on?”

There were a few seconds of silence before Tavora said, “My tribe is no more, and the rest of my relatives are either dead or deep inside Thunder Strider territory… so, I was thinking if I could join your tribe as a shaman… if you would have me?”

Hearing Tavora’s request to join the tribe, Nita and Mita looked at each other from across Tavora and nodded simultaneously. “We would very much like you to join our tribe. Come, let us talk about this among us girls in private.” Mita said as she led Tavora back home.

As they closed in on Grud’s home, Tavora openly gawked at the huge two-story home that could only be called a mansion if only the word for it currently existed. Besides the walls that surrounded the tribe, this was the biggest man-made structure Tavora had ever seen, and she had not even gotten inside the house yet. And on top of the entrance, was the mounted skull of a mammoth acting as a centerpiece.

When Nita and Mita invited her in, she encountered a cozy interior adorned with ornaments, colorful tapestries, and the skulls of undoubtedly powerful creatures.

After walking for a bit, Nita went to the kitchen to fetch something for them to drink while Mita led Tavora to a side room with fur-lined couches.

Mita entertained Tavora with some small talk until Nita came back with a pot of tea and some cups. After pouring a round and enjoying some of the hot tea to warm themselves up, Nita got the discussion started.

“Tavora, Mita tells me that you are capable of some kind of magic that has never been seen before, some kind of fire magic, she said. If you join our tribe as one of our shamans, would you be willing to share your knowledge of this magic with us? We will not force you to share regardless of whether you join or not, of course.” Nita said.

Tavora figited nervously for a bit before replying, “I… I was thinking of starting a shaman family and passing my knowledge down to my children if they have the talent to be a shaman.”

Once again, Nita and Mita shared a look and smiled. Where once Nita and Mita were sitting on the same couch with Tavora in the middle, maintaining some respectable spacing between them, the two unparalleled beauties scooted closer, sandwiching Tavora between them.

Not only was Tavora sandwiched between Nita and Mita’s bodies, but their warm, supple, and juicy hips and thighs were smushed against Tavora’s, and their massive bosom were deforming against her arms.

Poor Tavora, who had never had a romantic relationship with a man, let alone a woman, was now being set upon by the two most beautiful women she had ever seen. Her mind was going blank from the sudden sexual tension the twin matrons were radiating towards her. As far as she knew, she was as straight as an arrow, but with how things were unfolding, Tavora thought that might soon change.

Nita’s mouth came close to one of Tavora’s ears and whispered with a sultry voice, “So, you want to start a family, do you? Well, I've got good news for you. If you get pregnant from our husband’s seed, you are guaranteed a child with the talent to be a shaman.”

And it was true, all of Grud’s children, regardless of who their mother was, were naturally more attuned to mana. This has resulted in Grud’s bloodline being revered for producing many shamans, even though the majority of Grud’s children chose other professions in their lives, not wanting to be tied down with the duties a shaman needed to perform.

Tavora panicked. She had seen and heard of wives scorned and trying to harm other women trying to take their man. ‘Are they trying to gang up on me to warn me away from their man? This does not make any sense, with my scared face, I am nowhere near as beautiful as to compete with them. What is going on?’ Tavora thought to herself as she said while trying to make herself look smaller, “No, never, Matron Nita, I would never presume to take your husband, the Chieftain’s seed, and force my way into your family.”

This time, it was Mita’s turn to whisper into her other ear while stroking her hair, “Be at ease, that was an invitation to our marital bed, to join our sisterhood. Besides,” Mita’s other hand snaked up Tavora’s skirt with what could only be called practiced ease, and put a finger to her slightly damp slit, causing Tavora to shudder and squeak when Mita’s finger moved up the slit to rub her bean. “We know you want our husband. When you thought nobody was around, I watched as you were pleasuring yourself while moaning our husband’s name.”

Hearing her secret revealed while having her pussy stroked, curled up and covered her face in embarrassment.

Nita and Mita just tittered at her reaction. “Oh, my dear, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. We know our husband is an attractive man, and we would very much like to take you into the family, but that would mean accepting our husband’s seed. In fact, I am sure he is sowing that seed as we speak. Might as well plant that seed in your belly while we are here.” Nita said she and Mita pulled Tavora off the couch and led her up to the second floor.

The moment they got close to the second floor, Tavora could hear wet slapping sounds and cries of pleasure. When Nita opened the door to the master bedroom, Grud had just unsheathed himself from a cumflated Adana who hung limply as she faced the three newcomers, her eyes were rolled up while the rest of her face was stuck in an expression of raptured pleasure.

As Adana was gently laid aside for her sister-wives to lick up the cum leaking from her pussy and milk from her teats, Ida was already in position with her ass raised and ready to accept Grud’s rod.

“Husband, sisters, we have a new guest who would like to join the harem.” Mita announced to the room.

Grud looked up, recognized Tavora, and nonchalantly said like it was totally normal to bed more than twenty women at the same time, “Welcome, Tavora. I will get to you soon. Ida has been waiting for quite a while.”

Tavora then watched a penis that was bigger than even that of the horses, and as long as her arm, move on its own to line up with Ida’s vagina. When Grud’s dick was aligned, Grud rammed in all they way until his low hanging balls swung up from between Ida’s legs and slapped her belly, letting Tavora know what was making the slapping noise.

Ida, who had been fucked by this monster of a penis thousands of times, no longer passed out at the first thrust, but she did wail in pleasure as all her limbs gave out, allowing Grud to support her by the waist as he thrust in and out of her. And as Ida’s womb was being worn by Grud’s penis like a sockpuppet, she was looking direct at Tavora, her expression promising Tavora the same pleasure she was exprenceing if she would just come to Grud and open her legs to him.

As Tavora watched what could only be a caricature or parody of what she thought sex should be, her pussy was leaking from not only the visual stimuli, but also the smell of semen and fuck juice perfuming the room.

After almost a minute of watching Ida getting rammed doggy style, Tavora lost the strength in her legs as Ida got flipped around to face the ceiling while still impaled on Grud’s rod and resumed thrusting. That was when Tavora got to witness the true extent of the stretching buldge Grud’s penis makes when fully shiethed inside a woman’s body.

As Tavora continued watching Ida get plowed, she did not notice that Nita and Mita had undressed her and was playing with her nipples and pussy. She did not notice becase all the while as she watched Ida get fucked, she was exprencing micro orgasms.

Things came to a head when Grud started to pick up this thrusting speed, making Ida go crazy until he performed a powerful thrust and started ejaculating inside of Ida. Grud grunted, Ida howled in pleasure, and Tavora blasted her pussy juices all over Mita’s hand before going limp but still conscious.

Mita brought her wet hand to her mouth and licked the juices off of it, and looked at Tavora, “She is ready.”