The Foundation Mage [LGBTQ+ Kinky Progression Fantasy]

"So in the warehouse district there's this adult bookstore..."

Vicktor wondered if it was the same one that he had seen Nora visit when he couldn't sleep on his first night in Allium.

"Sure! Why not, what's the plan?"

"Let's drop our stuff off at the barracks before we go, maybe a quick shower. We'll talk about the rules as we go."

The trio spoke with the arena's healers, who were different from their previous visit at the arena. After a quick conversation and once over to make sure there were no latent injuries, they departed towards the barracks with a little spring in their step.

"You know, those two fights went really well!" Vicktor said, before being distracted by a particularly interesting series of drainage structures near a large shade tree. His earth-sense showed several large cylindrical voids only inches apart from each other.

Alar, slowed and cocked his head, wide owl eyes glancing from Vicktor to some manhole covers, "Yeah it did, what are you looking at?"

"Just remembering something I need to do, I'll do it tomorrow, not a huge deal, there's a lot of interesting things going under that section of street right there." Vicktor responded, pointing. Thankfully there wasn't anyone in that area.

Nora spoke, "Sounds like Alar with his inscriptions."

"One moment", Vicktor said, pulling out the manaclay from a pouch on his hip. "This is what it looks like under there."

The clay is molded into three separate pieces of three separate sizes. Two of the pieces were just a web of similar sized pipes, but the last one was an interconnected web of large strange-shaped.

"These two are water and sewer. The water is pressurized and the sewer is gravity fed. I haven't seen anywhere in Allium yet with a pressurized sewer, but it still might exist. It's more common in the mountain cities, I know for sure that Mount Schist has them. The western mountains as a whole are interesting, I want to visit there sometime. Their gem magic is apparently unparalleled!"

"You really do like switching into and out of talk of literal sewage a bit too easily." Nora grinned, wafting an imaginary smell away.

"You should talk about your special interests more, it's nice hearing about it." Vicktor said, still standing still with the three pieces of clay.

"You sure you want to learn about flesh, meat and muscle?" Nora asked? Tail hesitantly moving.

"Yeah sure, why not?" Alar said, smiling.

Vicktor continued, "Oh yeah, the last one those catch-basins, they take in the water, that section has a sump to catch leaves, oil and auroch poop. You're definitely not interested, but aurochs poop is a bit easier to treat because of their diet."

"And we're back to poop," Nora faked a grimace and pretended to waft again.

"Fair", the manaclay returned to a pouch on his belt. The apprentices continued onward.

"So about this bookstore, does it have a name?" Vicktor asked, moving on to a more universally appealing topic.

"Nope! I mean it's got an address, but there's some odd rules about its operation. There's no prostitution, nobody is paid and it's done entirely based without the exchange for goods and services."

"Do they actually sell books?"

"Yes actually, mostly instructional books, but there's a decent amount of adult content, both written and drawn." Nora responded.

"Huh okay."

Nora continued, "Yeah, the main part of the shop is free, but the back has an entrance fee. There's a whole bunch of stuff back there. It's not a full dungeon, that's the 'Peculiarities and Plaything', a really interesting place."

Vicktor's eyes widened," It definitely was! Although I haven't been to the basement."

"Oh I didn't realize you've been, you'll have even more fun at the bookstore than I expected."

"When did you go?" Alar asked, flustering, "Did you go with anyone?"

"I went last week with Quinn when I was in that funk."

"Oh, huh, okay. How's that going?"

"Good I think, ze brings out a different part of me."

"Are. Are you two dating?" The owlkin asked, surprisingly nervous.

"I don't think so, ze are very intentional with their words. We might date at some point, but for now it just feels something akin to friendship."

"Ah, uhhh okay then. Good to know, I guess..." Alar trailed off.

They rounded the corner and the builders' guild hall barracks came into sight.

"Meet you two out front. Save any excitement for later!"

Alar and Vicktor showered, dried and dressed in fresh robes with little excitement save for accidentally interrupting a group of seven men who forgot to lock a private shower room. The septet had been engaged in a line of standing penetration. Alar and Vicktor had given each-other looks before slowly closing the heavy door to the room.

Alar looked good, the fine feathers of his face were neatly brushed, the two tufts of feathers above his head seemed to stand-up even straighter than usual. He wore no perfume or cologne. His moon shaped eyes showed an invigoration of energy compared to how he looked after the fights in the arena.

Vicktor imagined he looked the same, but he always struggled with picturing himself properly, his hair was getting longer, shaggier. He rarely looked in a mirror, but when he did, it had started to remind him of the dossan of his parents. Even though he wasn't an auroch-kin, he definitely was their child.

They left their weapons and gear and walked briskly towards the from their barracks cots to the front of the guildhall, Nora was already waiting for them.

Her black spectacles had been adorned with chains that arced from her temples to the back of her neck. Her hair was done up in a short ponytail, showing off her pointed ears. Unlike her usual attire of long sleeves and loose clothing, she wore a black knee-length leather dress and simple black leather moccasins. Her furry tail swished excitedly as she spotted them, smiled and waved. Her smile revealed her particularly sharp canines.

"No excitement I hope?", Nora said.

They spoke of the earlier surprise as they walked, the sun starting to cast more shadows on the trio as they laughed about the difficulty of performing such an act.

"It has to be about the spirit of the act right?" Nora asked, "There's no way anyone is able to think properly except for the front and back person."

"Absolutely", Vicktor said, "Well I haven't bottomed before, but there's no way you could do both right?"

Alar responded, "I don't know, I don't have the anatomy for that kind of thing."

Nora grinned, her teeth showing, "We need to get you to get a strap, maybe something Vicktor sized and maybe something a bit more reasonable."

"Sounds like a plan", said the avian.

As an auroch-drawn wagon passed in front of them, Vicktor saw the familiar alley that he saw on his first night. They walked into the alley towards a medium sized building, tucked between two warehouses.

A single red light illuminating the door. They walked closer, stopping just before it. Vicktor paused, reading numerous signs and disclaimers.

ADULT BOOKSTORE

18+ ONLY, MAGICALLY ENFORCED

CUSTOMER AGREES TO INDEMNIFY AND HOLD HARMLESS PROPRIETORS OF THIS ESTABLISHMENT.

"Don't worry about that" Nora said, opening the door, "People only bite if you ask nicely."

They stepped inside.

The entry-room was surprisingly quiet, no moans cascaded off the walls and the room was decently well lit. The floor was spotless and there were no smells that would give away the common uses of the establishment. Perhaps Nora or Alar could smell something with their better sense of smell.

There were four rows of shelves with wide areas between them. There were two doorways, one with a red curtain and one with a purple curtain.

A well dressed woman in a large brimmed hat sat on a simple wooden chair.

"Hello loves, books, backrooms, or bewilderment?" said the smiling woman.

"Bewilderment?" Vicktor asked the woman.

"Oh", Alar nearly hooted, "you should do that sometime!"

"Oh, yeah I hadn't even considered, usually I've got other ways to scramble my brain." Nora said, looking annoyed at herself.

"Yes you do love," The woman said keeping up the smile, "It's a circlet blessed by a Chosen of Ador, god of craft. It imparts a memory onto the person who wears it, making them live it out in real time. We have a limited selection of memories, quite the bewildering time."

Viktor wasn't quite sure of the full implications, but didn't want to hold up his friends.

"Yeah, I should come back later", then realigned his thoughts, "Later, backrooms for now."

They paid, an archive connection verifying their identity and age. They pushed past a red curtain into the back.

"Have fun, loves!"

In front of the trio were three doors each adorned differently. The first door depicted a mouth. The second door was a combination of a penis and vulva, both aroused and dripping. The final door depicted a dozen naked people of all sizes in different poses, some solo, and some in groups.

"Vicktor, come hang out with us on the service side for a little before you run off with that." Nora said before grabbing for the door handle of the door with the mouth on it.

"Uhhh, sure? What do the doors mean?" Vicktor asked.

"Receiving, giving, and group" Alar said excitedly before following Nora.

"Huh okay."

Vicktor followed the two into a corridor, with five doors along the right side. One door had a red light above it and the rest had green lights.

"There sure are a lot of doors," Vicktor asked.

"People like their privacy," Nora replied, holding the door open in a green light room.

He and Alar walked into the small dim room, before Nora shut the door and pushed on a device next to the door. It was quite dark, Vicktor was barely able to see the other apprentices as they began to undress and place their clothes on a bench alongside several towels. Directly opposite the door they came in was a series of slots with slats covering them. To the side was an assortment of platforms, masks and sections of fabric.

Vicktor started to undress as the two removed a slat in front of a waist high hole and replaced it with a split piece of soft fabric. A door opened from behind the wall.

Vicktor started, "How does–"

He was instantly shhh'ed.

'Alright then, watch and learn it is...'

His two naked friends knelt on either side of the hole and waited. Vicktor finished undressing and stayed standing, looking at the attractive nude people in front of him. His cock began to swell, the room was cool, but not cold.

A small erect cock emerged from between the pieces of fabric, it was less than half his normal length. Vicktor was somewhat disappointed, but if Alar and Nora were unfazed, they didn't show it. In a coordinated effort, they pounced. Alar grabbed past the fabric for the small balls and caressed them with his talons and small feathers.

Nora lapped at the tip, causing a feminine voice to moan on the other side of the wall. She caressed the cock with her tongue for a few moments before diving on the poor prey, ravishing it as the person behind the wall whimpered under the fetal onslaught.

Vicktor watched in lusty amazement as garbled moans increased alongside the sound of sucking. The whimpers quickly turned into begging as the feminine voice cried for the pleasure to continue. The begging turned into a gasp, before falling silent. Nora rocked back on their knees, her lush tail wagging excitedly and ran a hand over her mouth. It had been less than five minutes since the cock appeared when it vanished.

After a few moments, Vicktor heard a door shut from the hole. Nora stood, licking her hand before walking to the door and pressed on two different buttons on the device. She walked back to the hole and opened another hole to the side of the previous one.

"Now everything will be on the menu", Nora said with a slightly unfocused look and a grin.

This hole was much wider, easily two feet across. She placed a platform that extended to the other side, soft fabric draped from the top. The door on the other side opened and closed. In a moment, a more average cock emerged from the fabric and his two friends struck again in their lust. This time Alar took the shaft into his beak and began to envelop it as a more masculine voice grunted in pleasure. Nora turned and smiled at Vicktor.

The door opened once more, but instead of a cock, a pair of toned brown legs emerged followed by a pair of irresistible holes. The fabric dropped over their torso, hiding the privacy of the stranger. Vicktor waited a moment for either one to assist the new stranger, but neither broke away from the other hole.

'Why not?'

Vicktor worked two fingers into the slick cunt, enjoying its warmth and pressure. His mind felt hazy as he worked himself into a frenzy pleasuring this stranger. His heart pounded in his chest as he felt the moans through his fingers. He spread the slit with his fingers and dove into the intoxicating feast before him. The stranger arched their hips as they bucked under his tongue and fingers.

It was an interesting experience, working entirely for someone else's pleasure. The taste was heavenly and he drank as they shuddered and sighed in ecstasy. He adjusted his hands, grabbing the ass of the person as his mouth devoured the delicious treat before him.

The moans and gasps continued until suddenly, those strong toned thighs grabbed his head and squeezed as they grunted, reaching their peak as they ground their hips up into his face, cutting off his nose and mouth from the air. The rocking and humping caused his head to grow hot as he was forced to withstand their quivering bliss. The savory climax tasted incredible as Vicktor very nearly drowned in the strangers pleasure.

The continued to writhe and pulse for a few more moments before the tremors subsided and the legs released their grasp on his skull.

Vicktor fell to his hands and knees, breathing deeply and enjoying the feeling of cool wetness on his jaw.

The legs withdrew from the hole, the soft fabric returning to its place over the hole.

Vicktor spared a glance at his friends, who were currently making out between a new cock, this one was slightly larger than the previous one. He admired the two for a few moments, growing stiff as he watched them share the third cock of the night. It took a few minutes, but the two worked together for their reward, the cum dripping between the intertwined mouths and chins.

As the door shut on the other side, Vicktor spoke softly.

"I'm gonna go explore, do I need to put my robe back on?"

Nora licked something off Alar's beak before swallowing and speaking, "No you can be naked, go have fun, we'll be here."

Alar nodded, his large moon-sized eyes glazed over in utter bliss.

Vicktor stood, took a breath, wiped his face off with a fresh fluffy towel, and departed.

Vicktor retraced his steps, taking the doorway with the penis and vulva on it.

There were the same 5 rooms, three rooms had no lights and two rooms had lights. The room with Nora and Alar had two lights, the room closest to the entrance had a light. Vicktor walked closer, inspecting it. There were a few phrases underneath the light.

"For penis-havers"

"Condoms required"

"No anal"

Vicktor opened the door and slipped in, hard shaft first. He wasn't entirely sure what he was expecting, but it wasn't this. Instead of a hole or platform, there was a white and brown furry ass, legs, and small fuzzy tail in a set of red stockings. All around the exceptional ass were used condoms, some hung from the stocks and some hung from lines strung across the other holes.

Vicktor momentarily lost his erection from confusion, the blood moving back to his brain. It subsequently left his brain and returned to his cock when the ass began to sway. The fur rippled as the powerful muscles moved, the weight shifting from one side to another. The cunt before him throbbed as he gazed upon the swaying hips.

Vicktor took a condom from a table, there were a half-dozen sizes along with measurements. Vicktor picked the second-largest and placed it on his shaft, it was somewhat snug in circumference, but it would make do.

Vicktor placed his cock at the throbbing pussy, thrusting forwards slightly to lube himself up. He placed his hands around the waist of the stranger, feeling their warmth against the front of his legs. He grabbed their fur and pushed into their depth. They moaned in unison as he buried his cock inside. The voice on the other side growled in a hoarse feminine voice.

Vicktor fucked this hole with abandon, enjoying the cries of pleasure from every thrust. His balls began to slam against the wonderful ass as he rubbed and fondled the toned ass before him.

He felt his inner lust grow in intensity, pounding frantically against the arching and trembling butt. His lust burned into an inferno, his length yearning to cum deep in this wailing wench. Their cunt began to pulse, pulling him deeper with every contraction, with a final burst, Vicktor climaxed in utter bliss, spending himself fully inside.

His hands rested on the soft ass, feeling the cheeks clench in orgasmic aftershocks. Chest heaving, he pulled the sleeve off his cock, the tip full with his warm seed.

He deposited his cum-filled condom near the others, his was more filled than most of the others, but some of them were truly filled, he wondered what kind of kin could produce that much.

He wiped his softening cock off in a towel before leaving for the final door, the group room.

The group room had around fifteen people, some actively engaged in sex, some were just cuddling in large heaps. He found one of these piles and cuddled in between a naked mundane man and woman.

Endorphins overtook him quickly, his last real thoughts before cuddling all night with these soft people was about if he could train himself to go longer or more times.