Sieq's Adventure to the Arena City

Sieq went limp and weak as she smothered him, he was eager. Happy and eager to by a slutty slave to her giant boobs. The lustful gasp that escaped him when she squeezed a sure sign of his intense craving.

The waitress hugged him close. Letting the horny half-dragon sink into her embrace as the feel and scent of her boobs completely captivated him. "Sounds like you really needed a but of booby loving." She said as her hands gently teased him.

Sieq nodded and sighed into her cleavage as he was pampered by her boobs. She was right, he did need this booby loving. Felt so good and natural for him to just melt for a woman's giant breasts like this. The boy was effectively hypnotized and only sinking deeper into his fetish.

"Well you still need to eat. How about I let you rest your head on my girls while you finish your meal?" She offered as her tits rubbed out all his thoughts.

Sieq nodded again, unable to think for himself while her boobs massaged him like this. He weakly turned himself so his face was free, let all of his weight rest on her tits, and reached for his burger.

As Sieq savored his meal the waitress gently rocked him. Letting the half dragon use her girl's like a lovely pair of pillows. Her hands idly wandering and teasing his body as he ate.

Sieq felt himself getting drowsy and horny, primed for all sorts of wet dreams once he finished he meal and dozed off on the waitress's tits. Booby loving felt so good... this place was great... his body showed lustful, needy reactions to almost every tempting touch the woman gave him.

The waitress's hand wrapped around his cock, slowly pumping his length, working to bring him to a lazy orgasm before he completely drifted off between her breasts.

Sieq spilled his seed onto her hand as he faded away into booby bliss, falling asleep on her pillows as she expertly teased all of the will out of him. The waitress could tell she did a good job on pleasing her customer.

Sieq slept soundly and dreamed of soft titties. Waking up thoroughly satisfied in an unfamiliar bed.

Sieq groaned as he got out of bed and looked around, trying to find that waitress to let him know he was leaving. At least, he hoped he'd be able to leave soon.

He found a note from the waitress. It informed him that she had taken him to an inn near the restaurant and offered to have him back at any time. The letter was signed with a lipstick mark.

The sight of the lipstick mark didn't fail to make Sieq blush. But, he should get going to that arena... he stowed the letter away and tried to get back on the streets. He tried to minimize the distractions to one detour.

(Encounter -roll 31- Fail)

Sieq managed to reach the towering edifice of the arena without any further detours or distractions.

Sieq let himself in, double checking that he still had the letter on him to give to the arena owner. He had a thought that Auphemia might have been able to skip the middle-man in this delivery, but maybe there was a reason she wanted him to come here specifically and personally.

The entrance led into the bleachers. The stands were full and in the arena itself a buxom holstaur and a teasing goth midara where trying to seduce each other into submission.

Midara arena? Well, he expected something like this. One of his eyes kept going back to the ring as he looked around for some sort of staff or reception. Maybe he'd sign up for a run after delivering the package.

Sieq was able to find a concession stand selling snacks. The employee there pointed him to the administrative office near the back where contenders could sign up to fight.

Sieq gave his thanks to that employee before going to the administration, figuring that he'd find the owner there. Yup, this was an easy job so far.

The administration section had a few desks where prospective fighters could sign up to compete. There was also an information desk for more general questions.

Information desk was the ticket. Sieq went straight there and didn't waste a second. "Hello. I have a delivery for the arena's owner from a Lady Auphemia. Can you help me find them?" He asked before doing anything else.

The clerk at the desk was a midara with small curly ram's horns wearing prim business attire. Once he finished asking his question she gave him a look of stark disbelief. "You're joking right?" She said.

"No, not really. This is the letter." Sieq said before showing the unopened letter that his goddess had entrusted him with. He expected that sort of reaction, but he did have the proof. He also had the message from Auphemia addressed to him. "I get this is sudden, so after I deliver this, maybe I'll come back and ask you questions you're used to." He chuckled.

"I believe you have a letter. I'm just shocked you think I can help you find the arena's owner. Do I look like a master detective?" She asked, sounding bemused.

"What the heck do you mean? Why would you need a detective to meet the owner? Aren't they overseeing the arena in one way or another?" Sieq asked in sincere confusion, and it was dawning on him that this task would not be simple for him.