Thomas as a Midara Wrestling League Star!

Trap (82,60) Success
Sudden Moonlight (28) Success

The pair were moving at a brisk pace with Thomas a few steps behind Joy, and he kept his eyes moving to look for traps. And... he soon found one, but an unconventional one he wasn't ready for. That Spearwoman that was running from them burst from the bushes, turned on a heel, and hiked up her skirt to flash Thomas with her ass before he could see her strategy coming. Joy, for her part, wasn't aware this was happening behind her.

Thomas: 0 Willpower
Joy: 13 Willpower
Booty Spearwoman: 1 Stamina

Thomas came to stop, his eyes unable to look away from the tribal woman's enticing rear end.

"Shhh... follow these hips to the village, okay? Give my ass a kiss if you'll obey." She whispered, slowly drawing her cheeks closer to Thomas to offer him the chance to quickly offer himself as tribute.

The man got down on his knees and submissively kissed her beautiful butt.

Somehow, her full, tanned cheeks felt even better when Thomas indulged in them of his own volition.... they rubbed across his face for a few seconds before they began sauntering and swaying away towards the village. The spearwoman giggled at her triumph, excited to see what'd happen to Thomas once they arrived.

Thomas followed after the tribal woman. He didn't bother to get up and instead crawled to keep his face close to her amazing ass.

He got the up close and personal view of her cheeks bouncing and rocking with every step the spearwoman took through the forest, and yet, they arrived in the village before long. Thomas might not have immediately seen the other Midara, but he could hear their teasing, playful jests from afar.

The sound of their giggling broke him out of his ass induced trance and Thomas start looking around in confusion.

Thomas was in the middle of a tribal village built around an ancient stone ruin. Wooden huts contrasted with rocky structures that stood the test of time. There were plenty of Midara who looked much like the spearwoman that caught him. Half-naked, curvy Midara with wide hips enjoying the sight of a submitted adventurer.

Blushing fiercely, Thomas scrambled to his feet before any of these bottom heavy women tried something.

The spearwoman turned back to face him, unable to stop grinning a mile wide. "Are you ready to meet the High Priestess and take your rightful place?" She asked, on the brink of an uncontrollable giggling fit.

"N-No." Thomas blurted out before he tried to make a run for it.

Escape (74,81) Fail

Being surrounded in the middle of the village made any attempt at escape a risky proposition, especially as a taller and more imposing tribeswoman stepped into his path. "And where are you going? You've been invited to meet our High Priestess. It's not the kind of offer you can refuse.... would you like to wait for your pretty friend to join us?" The chieftain asked him with a smirk.

"I'd really rather just leave. "Thomas replied as he fumbled for his whip and tried to get the imposing woman out of his way.

"You were the one who trespassed in our woods. You don't leave until you pay your respects, one way or another. I'll admit... if she says you may leave, you can leave. But, our policy is bring any and all intruders to her." The chief explained, cocking her hips and turning her ass towards Thomas as if to match his combative stance.

Thomas was still feeling horny and submissive from his fight with the two spearwomen earlier and the chieftain's ass was probably even more dangerous. If they fought, he'd almost certainly lose.

"F-Fine." he said as he dropped his whip.

"That's a boy... even if I did want to have a chance to sit on your cute face~ Don't worry, I'm sure your friend won't be too long after you. Come with me." The chieftain instructed him, leading Thomas to the largest of the stone buildings in the center of the village.

Thomas let out a sigh and followed after the chieftain.

Inside the structure was a surprisingly lavish, yet cozy church. All the reverence of a place of worship with an air of welcoming warmth. To hopefully encourage new worshippers, perhaps. An elf-eared maiden in white robes was seated in the pews, silent in prayer, and the chieftain brought Thomas right to her.

Thomas stayed silent as he looked over the pointed ear woman. He was already on thin ice, so he didn't want to be the one to disrupt her prayers.

"Don't be shy, she doesn't bite." The chieftain told him, giving Thomas a smack on the back before she walked right out of the church. She had to be ready for when her soldiers caught the second intruder.

After the chieftain left, the High Priestess rose from her seat and turn to Thomas. And she was.... almost the spitting image of Okina. Her fair skin, relatively modest clothes, and gentle demeanor set her apart from the other Midara of the tribe. "Greetings, adventurer. For what reason have you entered our forest?" She asked softly, her voice as smooth as silk and as warm as sunlight.

"Umm, uh, I," Thomas sputtered, suddenly feeling very fluster by the thought of the High Priestesses' booty being anything like Okina's. "M-My companion and I... we heard rumors of a marvelous treasure around here...." he admitted.

The High Priestess sighed, unable to hide her disappointment. But, she tried to suppress those feelings as she raised her head and addressed her guest. "An all-too-common tale. Like I've told many adventurers before you, we have our share of treasures, but I can't imagine what artifact would be one that'd draw such rumors. Any attempts we've made to quash the rumors have failed." She informed him, turning and walking up to the altar... giving Thomas a chance to see that her hips were as wide and curvy as Okina. But, at least her form-fitting robes did their best to veil the heavenly sight.

"I-I see..." Thomas replied as he stayed still and watched the High Priestess approach the altar.

"Do you still wish to leave here with a treasure? Our coffers are not empty... we may be able to arrange something to your liking. Not for free, however, but not as costly as you may fear." The Priestess offered him diplomacy, likely not as aggrieved about their trespass than her followers.