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Chapter #4

It was a band of adventurers, looking to blow o...

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The voices didn’t wake her up at first, nor did the removal of her bed roll. What DID wake Gwyn up, however, was having her pants pulled off her. She woke up groggily from the sudden action and tiredly looked back to see what woke her up, managing to make out two near identical human girls (one blonde and the other dark haired curiously enough) dressed in some fur wrappings, a skirt and bra respectively, with a hint of pink slightly poking above their skirts.

“Hey, she’s awake!” the first one said, tapping her twin’s arm.

“I see that Freya,” retorted the other, poking the half-elf’s tushy. “She must’ve grown up in luxury, if she has clothes this fine and a butt this big.”

“H-Hey!” snorted Gwyn. The human’s statement was true, but that didn’t mean she had to take it. “Don’t say that about me-EEEEEEE!”

The twin girls had yanked up on her teddy bear panties with enough force to lift Gwyn to her feet (but luckily not enough to rip her panties), and were now giving the half-elf the most brutal butt flossing she had ever received. Gwyn couldn’t help but squeal as the panties slid roughly through her buttcrack, a blush forming on her face as she got a rude awakening. She moaned as her panties began making stretching sounds, small holes appearing periodically.

Just when Gywn’s panties were up to her shoulders though they let go, and Gywn’s butt fell back down song with the rest of her body. Groaning she rubbed her booty gingerly as she looked at the twins, who were busy comparing butt sizes with her tight leather pants.

“Hey those are mine! Don’t touch them hmmph.” Pouted Gwyn as she stood up on shaky knees, picking the abused fabric from between her cheeks.

”Sorry sweetcheeks but these pants are ours now! It’s the way of the strong after all. Mother always did say “Those who can take what they want, get what they want.” so it’s mines now.” said Freya, much to the chagrin of her twin, who shoved her back.

“No its mines loser! I was the one that pulled it off her!” Said the twin. Freya scoffed and stood up and pushed her back, causing her to fall onto her knees.

“Your butt’s too small sister! Mines just the right size, yours would sag on that small ass of yours Astrid!”

”We’re twins, so that makes your butt small too!”

The two looked ready to fight each other, when a third figure made herself known; she had the same fur wrappings as the other two girls but had additional metal adding onto her clothing randomly and looked older, and had white fabric going up to her belly button.

”Give the elf her pants back,” the woman scolded “-Or do you want another spanking before bedtime again girls?” The two scrambled to get up on their feet’s, butts pointed away from the woman.

”We’re just having fun Gerda!” Said Freya

”Yes! We were gonna give back the elf her pants anyway! Honest!” Said Astrid

Predictably neither of them moves form their spot until Gerda nodded, content with their honesty. She walked over to Gywn’s now ransacked camp, looting her stuff.

“Hey! That’s my stuff!” Gwyn shouted in outrage, one that turned into nervous apprehension when the intimidating woman turned to look at her.

“In Barbarian society, the strong take from the weak, are you strong? Or weak girl?” Said Gerda, causing Gwyn to pout.

Content, Gerda continued looting her campsite before packing them all onto a small cart, one overflowing with like ransacked goods and what appears to be remains of panties hanging off the side. Gwyn huffed as she she watched the Barbarians loading up her things, wishing she were strong enough to fight them off. Alas she was both outnumbered and weaponless. But while she stood to the side, she noticed that Gerda was not safe from wandering waistbands that stuck out the back of her skirt as well, and her skirt occasionally rose up whenever she bent over (which was a lot to Gwyn‘s delight!) shows her own panties were slightly wedged up her backside.

”Very well—” thought Gwyn as she approached the party’s leader, “—maybe I can ‘persuade’ her to give me back my stuff.”

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Introducing !
Name: Gerda of Urk Tur
Age: 30
Race: Human
Class: Barbarian

Height: 6’3
Bust: D-cup
Booty: Bubbly and bouncy
Eye color: Brown
Hair: Raven black hair, tied into intricate braids

Outfit: A light set of fur armor, with metal additions and extra padding

Undies: A pair of rather large white snowflake granny panties, her name sewn into the waistband.

Weapon: a large, two handed mace

Bio: Like many barbarian women in the north, Gerda was born enthralled to the tribe. She started off from the ground up and through a mixture of age and experience, her lust for combat and humiliation has been tempered, but no less sated. She is patient, especially in contrast to her wards, Freya and Astrid, and is a powerful warrior of the tribe. Tasked with raiding villages for valuables and if possible, more Thralls, Gerda brought along her nieces to show them the ropes of raiding.

Unlike many any other raiding parties, theirs has been successful so far. So far

Name: Astrid and Freya of Urk Tur
Age: 18
Race: Humans
Class: Barbarian/Ranger

Height: 5’5 both
Bust: b-cup beasts (Though Astrid swears hers are larger)
Booty: Perky bubble butt
Eye color: Brown
Hair: Blonde and tied into a braided pony tail / Black and braided princesslg, with beads

Outfit: A light fur skirt and top

Undies: Pink granny panties with blue snow butterflies / Pink granny panties with arctic flowers.

Weapon: A shield and spear / A bow and a handaxe

Bio: Life of a barbarian is not easy. Once they hit of age, they were inducted into the tribe formally and this became tribe Thralls. Tasked with menial duties like sowing, farming, servant tasks, and wedgie practice, life for Thralls are often boring or humiliating. So it is no surprise that many thralls thus accompany experienced tribals onto raiding parties, as it is the goal of every young woman to eventually advance into the next stage of their lives. From thrall to reaver, they must bring their tribe glory and spoils first.

Thus the two fraternal twins accompany their aunt on an adventure for riches, glory, and fun! Where Gerda is patient and calculating, the two pairs are young and full of energy. They are beginning a new stage in their lives starting now.

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Choice 1: Gwyn doesn’t even get a chance, having her undies heaved up her bum by either Gerda or the twins.

Choice 2: Gwyn gets the drop on Gerda, but alas is unable to retrieve her belongings.

Choice 3: Gwyn gets the drop on Gerda, impressing the Barbarian into giving the half-elf her things back.

You have the following choices:

1. So close, yet so far

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2. Success, but at what cost?

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3. A nice hat for the reaver!

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