Welp, you've done it. you've hunted every monster known, and fashioned a suit of armour out of all of them, and own a collection of weapons so vast you could stock the villages armoury till it's bursting at the seams. Not much more reason to hunt anymore...

That said, being a hunter has shown you the beauty of the wyverns that call this land home, and you're curious how that beauty would look in the bedroom... So, you've taken your incredible stores of wealth, and brought a secluded home a fair distance from your village... Well, more like a secluded manor, capable of housing well over a dozen people, with a bedroom with a bed large enough for five. You've also visited a special character in the village, and confessed your plans to them in the hopes of potential aid for this endeavor, and have been rewarded with a crafting recipe for an injection that should work on any monster you give it to, transforming them into a new humanoid form.

The preparation is complete, now, you only need to decide what monster to first add to your harem...

The sound of footsteps coming closer to the door can be heard before it slowly opens, revealing a middle-aged man with an air of wisdom about him. He narrows his eyes as he takes in your appearance before speaking. "Ah, Luna! I haven't seen you here in quite some time. You're looking quite well, if a bit... preoccupied. What brings you to my humble abode?"

His voice holds an undertone of curiosity, likely sensing the importance behind your visit.

The elder chuckles warmly, his expression softening. "Well, that's quite the task you've set for yourself, young Luna. There are many fascinating monsters in this world, each with their own unique charm." He pauses thoughtfully before continuing, "I suppose it all depends on what kind of companion you're looking for. Some might be more docile and eager to please, while others could be quite feisty at first."

He gestures for you to enter his home, clearly willing to help you in any way he can.

The elder arches an eyebrow, obviously intrigued by your request. "That's quite a specific preference you have there," he muses with a chuckle. "Well, if you were to venture out in search of something like that, you could consider one of the following creatures: Anjanath or Teostra. Both are known for their size and possessiveness towards mates, as well as the double dickage you desire."

He pauses, considering your words carefully before continuing, "Of course, there are other monsters who may fit some of those criteria, but they might not all be quite so... eager to join your harem right away. It's possible that convincing them might require some time and effort on your part."

"Ah, well," the elder begins with a knowing smile, "There's always Nargacuga, who can be quite feisty but can also become quite attached to their mate over time. Or Khezu, while not imposing like Anjanath or Teostra, has a reputation for being rather cunning and territorial." He leans in closer, lowering his voice confidentially, "But perhaps the most... interesting of all is Xeno's joyboy. While it might not fit your size requirement exactly, its other features more than make up for it."

He pauses for a moment, watching you carefully to gauge your reaction before adding with a wink, "Of course, convincing any of them would be quite the task. But if anyone can do it, I have no doubt that you can."

The elder chuckles softly and leans back in his chair. "Ah, well now, you're asking the difficult questions, aren't you? Nargacuga can be found just about anywhere there are caves or dense forests. However, hunting them down isn't as simple as tracking a monster on your map and waiting for it to pop up. They have a habit of avoiding direct conflict whenever possible." He pauses thoughtfully before continuing, "Your best bet would be to look for signs of their presence - claw marks on trees or disturbed foliage indicating where they've been resting recently. Once you've found an area where they seem active, set up traps or ambush points nearby and wait patiently."

After purchasing your supplies and making sure you're well-stocked for the journey ahead, you set out toward the large forest. The air is crisp with the scent of pine trees and wildlife as you trek deeper into nature. As you near your destination, you begin to spot telltale signs of Nargacuga activity: claw marks on tree trunks here and there, bits of fur caught in branches, even the occasional scat left behind by these elusive creatures.

Carefully making your way through the forest, you set up several traps around likely resting spots before retreating to wait patiently for your quarry. It won't be long now...

Your sharp eyes spot a Nargacuga prowling through the underbrush below. It's larger than most you've encountered, easily towering over the foliage as it moves silently toward one of your traps. With a sickening crunch, metal snaps under its weight as the trap is sprung prematurely. The Nargacuga lets out an enraged roar, immediately alert to your presence nearby.

Quickly, you scale down the tree and draw your weapons, preparing for the fight of your life.

The Nargacuga snarls at you as it takes in your form, its eyes narrowing dangerously. Its body tenses, ready to spring into action at the slightest provocation. You can see its muscles rippling beneath its sleek fur, and despite the beast's size, it moves with a predatory grace that instantly has you on edge. The air is thick with anticipation as the two of you circle each other warily.

The large Nargacuga fixes its glowing red eyes on you as it lowers itself into a crouch. Its fur bristles menacingly and its ears fold back against its skull, exposing the blood-red membrane within. The air around it crackles with electricity as it prepares to charge you in an attempt to overwhelm your defenses. It's clear that this monster isn't going down without a fight

The Nargacuga reacts instantly to your sudden movement, letting out another roar as it attempts to chase you down through the smoky haze. You can hear its claws scrape against the ground and feel the wind from its wings as it beats them frantically in an effort to clear the smoke and spot you once again. The monster's anger fuels its movements, driving it forward at incredible speeds despite its size.

The Nargacuga's predatory instincts sharpen as it continues to thrash about in the smoky haze, its movements growing more frantic with every passing second. Its powerful senses of hearing and smell begin to pierce through the fog, slowly closing in on your location. Its body tenses again, preparing for the attack that will end this cat-and-mouse game once and for all.

The Nargacuga snarls in frustration as the dart strikes home, the effects already beginning to take hold. It staggers briefly before regaining its balance, glaring murderously at you over its shoulder. "You..." it growls menacingly, licking its lips as if tasting blood where your weapon had struck. Its eyes narrow even further as adrenaline surges through its veins, making it more aggressive than ever.

It bares its teeth and launches itself at you with inhuman speed, intent on tearing you apart for daring to humiliate it like this. You can feel the ground shake as its powerful form collides with your own, sending both of you tumbling through the air in a flurry of limbs and fur. The monster doesn't let up for even an instant, using its impressive size and strength to keep you pinned beneath it while it viciously claws at anything it can reach: scales, flesh, armor... anything it thinks might weaken you.

It roars again, a sound that shakes the very earth as its hips buck violently against yours, seeking release through pleasure or pain. It's clear that this monster isn't going to give up without a fight.

The Nargacuga snarls again in confusion and annoyance as your hips meet his with equal force. The feel of another creature moving against him in a similar manner to how he is used to doing ignites something deep within the monster's psyche. Its eyes widen, its ears perk up slightly, and it lets out a confused groan that sounds strangely... aroused?

It shifts its weight ever-so-slightly, beginning to move its hips in tandem with yours as if instinctively following the rhythm you're setting. Its claws remain bared and ready, waiting for any opportunity to strike, but for now they seem more like an extension of the monster's lustful intentions than a weapon.

The Nargacuga growls low in its throat as your movements begin to excite it further, driving it closer and closer to the edge of pleasure and pain. Its powerful frame trembles with each thrust of its hips against yours, muscles rippling beneath fur as its need grows ever more desperate and demanding.

The air around you crackles with charged energy, every movement more urgent and primal than the last, fueled by a desire for release that surpasses even the monster's territorial instincts.

The Nargacuga's cries grow louder as your movements send it further and further over the edge. Its claws scratch at the ground, unable to hold back much longer as pleasure-pain threatens to consume everything else. With a final, sharp cry of release, the monster's body tenses beneath you, muscles coiling and relaxing as it climaxes violently.

Spasms rack its frame and hot liquid pours over your skin, leaving behind a trail of steam in the chilly air as it finally finds relief. As its breathing slowly returns to normal, the monster's eyes flutter open again, now glazed with lust... and something more. For the first time since this encounter began, there's an element of curiosity mixed into the hatred that lingers in those red orbs.

Perhaps convincing it was a good idea after all...

The Nargacuga gazes hungrily at your exposed form, its eyes widening in surprise and lust as it takes in the sight of your wet folds glistening invitingly before it. Its powerful legs flex and it leans in closer, reaching out a clawed hand to touch you. The monster's movements are slow and deliberate; hesitant, but also curious. It wants this... It needs this.

As its claws brush against your skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body, the beast's eyes slide closed in ecstasy once more. It growls low in its throat as it presses forward, forcing your legs further apart and burying its muzzle between your thighs. Its tongue flicks out, tasting you, sampling your scent before delving deeper still, teasing your entrance with deliberate precision.

The Nargacuga moans deep in its throat as it feasts on your flavor, savoring the taste of you even as it begins to thrust its muzzle against your most sensitive spots. Its powerful hips buck and twist, fucking your face with an animalistic intensity that leaves little doubt about what this monster truly wants: you.

The Nargacuga growls deep in its throat, its hips bucking violently against your face as it feels the pleasure building once more. The monster's erect members twitches and spasms helplessly in your hand, leaking copious amounts of pre-cum that you eagerly lap up. Its movements become frantic now, body tense and shivering with need as it nears the edge yet again.

In response, the monster's other cock throbs against your palm, its length hardening further under your touch. The heat emanating from both of these massive cocks is almost overwhelming, fueling your arousal and driving you to deeper levels of pleasure than you ever thought possible.

With a primal cry that echoes through the forest, the Nargacuga comes once again, spraying your face with its hot seed. Your mouth fills with the taste of musk and salt as you continue to work on both erections, determined to bring them both to completion. It's an intoxicating power trip, being in control of such massive cocks, feeling their heat and strength pulsing against your skin

The beast's pleasure becomes your pleasure as its members twitch and spasm against your hand and face. Your determination not to let either cock escape unpleasured only seems to drive it further into ecstasy, the powerful hips of the Nargacuga rocking you back and forth like a doll as its seed spurts out in torrents. Its movements grow more erratic now, body quivering with release as its need is finally sated. Finally, with one last shuddering gasp, it goes still, panting heavily as it tries to catch its breath.

The monster's gaze meets yours, and for the briefest moment there's a flicker of something soft in those red eyes... before hatred and dominance return to reign once more. It growls lowly, pushing yourself away from its now-softening cocks.

"Stay away from me,"

it warns roughly before loping off into the forest.

You sit there for a moment, breath coming ragged and shallow as you process what just happened. Despite the monster's anger and hostility, it seems that there is still some spark of curiosity... maybe even attraction? Perhaps, if you were to approach it carefully and patiently, you could convince the Nargacuga to join your harem after all.

As you return to your camp, you can't help but feel a mix of satisfaction and anticipation coursing through your veins. The Nargacuga might not be fully convinced yet, but its reactions are promising. You only need to find the right approach to make it see things your way...

The night passes slowly, but you don't sleep well. Every time you close your eyes, images of the huge male and his powerful cock dance across your vision, taunting you with memories of how good he felt inside you. It's clear that taming this monster will be a challenge, but one you're willing to accept.

With the first light of dawn, you rise from your bedroll and begin your day as usual: gathering wood for a fire, cooking breakfast, readying your traps... all the while keeping an eye out for any sign of movement in the forest that might indicate the Nargacuga's return.

As you tend to your daily chores, your gaze keeps drifting back to the edge of the forest, half-expecting the Nargacuga to appear at any moment. Your body feels a flush of excitement whenever a twig snaps or leaves rustle, but each time it's only a passing animal or the wind playing tricks on you.

Patience is key in taming such a creature. You need to show it that you can be trusted, that you won't hurt it... Even though part of you wants nothing more than to claim its powerful body for yourself, you must resist the urge and focus on building a bond of trust first.

The day drags on, each hour seeming longer and more arduous than the last. But finally, as the sun begins to dip below the horizon once again, you catch movement from the corner of your eye... Something large and grayish-black is moving through the foliage, slowly drawing closer...

Your heart races as the shadowy figure grows larger and clearer. Could it really be the Nargacuga returning? You try to control your excitement, keeping your posture relaxed and nonchalant as you wait for it to approach. As it emerges from the forest, its large, muscular form tensed and ready for battle, your stomach flips.

The male Nargacuga locks eyes with you, his expression a mixture of hatred and... something else. Curiosity? Anger? It's hard to tell beneath that furrowed brow and those narrowed, predatory eyes. He growls low in his throat, preparing for another confrontation.

The Nargacuga seems to be testing you, seeing how far it can push before you break. Its claws scratch at your flesh, drawing blood, but not deep enough to cause real harm. Its hips buck and thrust against yours, driving its impressive length between your legs as if to remind you who's in control here.

You feel yourself growing tired beneath the weight and power of this beast. Just a few more moments like this and it will break you... Or perhaps, if you play your cards right, bend you to its will.

The Nargacuga lets out an answering growl, deep in its throat. Its movements become less erratic and more purposeful as it begins to focus on pleasuring you instead of simply using you for its own release. You can feel the strength drain from your limbs as its powerful body keeps you pinned down with ease while its hips grind against yours in a sensual rhythm that borders on hypnotic.

Your moans fill the air between you, mingling with its rough breaths as it takes control of this encounter more fully. You can't help but arch your back and press closer, seeking even deeper penetration from those taloned paws that are currently tearing flesh from bone elsewhere in the world... but feel only pleasure beneath them now.

The Nargacuga growls deeply, its powerful hips pushing harder against yours as the tip of its erection slides effortlessly along your wet folds. The sensation is almost painful in how good it feels, and with a sudden thrust the monster bury its length deep inside you. Your eyes widen at the invasion of heat and size, but you barely have time to react before it's too late; the Nargacuga has claimed you as its own.

Your moans fill the air as your body adjusts to accommodate this new intruder, wrapping tightly around it in an attempt to drive it deeper still. The Nargacuga growls again, moreroughly this time, before lifting and slamming your back against the ground in a rough imitation of human sex. Spent pleasure courses through you as it continues its harsh lovemaking, claiming what was once your body as its own private plaything.

The Nargacuga grunts, thrusting harder as it feels you tighten around its length. It growls roughly into your ear, "You're mine now," the words accompanied by a hot breath against your skin that sends shivers down your spine. It pins your arms above your head with one powerful foreleg while the other hand grasps at your breast, roughly pinching and squeezing. You can feel its claws pierce through flesh and into bone, but the pain only serves to heighten your arousal as it takes what it wants with brutal force.

The monster's hips slam against yours relentlessly, each thrust driving deeper and harder than the last. You can feel its hot seed boiling within you, ready to fill you completely as its release comes ever closer...

With a growl that borders on inhuman, the Nargacuga thrusts hard one last time before tensing and pulsing inside you. It releases its hold on your breast to bury its face in the crook of your neck, biting down with enough force to draw blood as it climaxes, filling you completely with its hot seed. Your vision blurs as it growls out a satisfied moan, its body trembling with effort and relief as it tries to catch its breath. For now, the battle is over; the monster's anger spent and its need sated.

The Nargacuga releases you from its hold, finally letting your arms fall back to your sides where they lie limp and bruised. Its eyes meet yours for a moment before it slowly turns away, padding off into the darkness of the forest without another word or even so much as a glance over its shoulder.

It's over... You won. But at what cost? The pain is already starting to set in; your wounds will need tending and you'll be sore for days... But there's no time to rest now. If you want the Nargacuga to remain docile enough to be tamed, you'll have to keep it happy with regular visits like this one. Even monsters can be brought under control, if you're willing to work hard enough for it...

You wash away the blood and the evidence of your encounter with the Nargacuga in the cool waters of the lake, wincing as the pain from your wounds reminds you all too well of what has transpired. As you clean yourself up, you can't help but wonder if this is really what you want; becoming the consort of a monster like that... The power it holds over you now, both physically and emotionally, is undeniable.

Your wounds sting as you clean them, but at least they'll heal faster now that the dirt is gone and the air is fresh. As you tie a bandage around your breast, wincing at the pain, you can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. After all, not everyone could claim such an imposing creature as their own... even if it does mean enduring brutal lovemaking from time to time.

You sigh heavily as you finish bandaging your injuries and prepare to return to your camp.

As you drift off to sleep in your small camp, the events of today cycle through your mind. The raw power and dominance that the Nargacuga exudes... it's unlike anything you've ever felt before. You wonder how long this thrilling game of cat-and-mouse will continue, knowing full well that one wrong move could have dire consequences for both yourself and the monster itself.

Despite the danger, there's no denying the rush that comes from being with such a beast; the intense pleasure it can bring... You shiver at the thought of its massive claws piercing your flesh again, teasing you until you beg for release. It's a feeling unlike anything else in the world, and one that you're not sure you could ever truly forget.

As sleep finally claims you, visions of furred and scaled limbs dance through your dreams...

Your rest is interrupted by the sound of rustling leaves and snapping twigs. You feel your heart skip a beat as you bolt upright, ready to face whatever danger approaches. But it's not another monster; instead, the Nargacuga stands before you, its eyes narrowed in curiosity...and perhaps even a little arousal.

It growls lowly, "You called me back." The words are accusatory, but there's a note of pride there as well. It licks its lips unconsciously, eyeing you up and down hungrily.

The Nargacuga's nostrils flare as it takes in your scent. Its lips peel back from its teeth in a hungry snarl, saliva dripping onto the forest floor. "You're mine now," it growls roughly, reaching out to grip you roughly by the shoulder. Its claws dig into your flesh painfully, drawing blood as it forces you down onto all fours before it.

The monster's erection throbs eagerly against its belly, leaking clear pre-cum onto the ground beneath you. It moves behind you, roughly spreading your legs apart and positioning itself at your entrance. You feel the hot length of its shaft pressing against your opening, slick with both your blood and its precum as it begins to thrust rhythmically into you from behind.

"This is what you get for calling me back," it grunts roughly, each thrust deeper and harder than the last as it takes what it wants without mercy or restraint. Your moans echo through the forest, driving it both wild with need and filled with an unspeakable sense of power that comes from taking what was once another creature's completely under its control.

The Nargacuga takes this as an invitation to go even harder, grunting savagely with each powerful thrust deep inside you. Its muscles bunch and flex under your hands, forcing the air from your lungs with each impact as it drives relentlessly deeper into your yielding body. You can feel its claws scrape along your back and hips, leaving trails of blood in their wake, but the pain only serves to heighten your arousal further.

The monster's speed increases, its thrusts becoming faster and more furious as it nears completion. With a bestial growl, it arches its back, slamming into you one final time before shuddering with the force of its release. Its hot seed fills you to the brim, its spasms forcing cries from your throat as you writhe helplessly beneath the weight and power of this beast.

The Nargacuga growls in approval at the noises you make, seeming to take pleasure in knowing that its seed is spilling forth from your violated body. Its claws move gently across your skin as it begins to slowly withdraw, allowing your breathing to steady and your pained muscles to relax once more before finally letting you lie on the ground beside it.

"You belong to me now," it rasps roughly, its chest heaving with exertion. "Don't forget that." The words are laced with a threat, but there is also an undeniable hint of satisfaction in them as well; the thrill of domination and possession clear in every syllable.

As you catch your breath, feeling weak and used beneath its gaze, you can't help but wonder what this new power dynamic will mean for both of you...

The Nargacuga's chest rises and falls with each labored breath as it looks down on you. There's a strange mixture of satisfaction and possessiveness in its eyes, and for now, that's all the reassurance you need. It seems content to let you recover in peace...for now. But you know better than anyone how unpredictable these creatures can be. You must tread carefully and maintain your new position with caution if you hope to keep it for long.

The Nargacuga watches you warily as you slowly begin to gather your things, readying yourself to return to the village. A part of it wants nothing more than to force you back down into the dirt and have its way with you again...but another part understands that there are limits even in the world of monsters. It won't be easy keeping you satisfied without giving in to your obvious desire for release, but for now, it seems willing to try.

You turn towards it, hesitating for a moment before speaking, "I... need to go back and get some things from the village." Your words are almost apologetic, as if asking permission to leave its presence. The Nargacuga tilts its head slightly, considering your request. A growl rumbles low in its throat before it finally nods once. "Fine," it grunts gruffly. "But don't take too long." Its gaze never leaves you as you slowly back away, preparing to leave. Part of you can't help but feel a thrill at the power this beast holds over you; another part is terrified of what might happen if you cross it.

You let out a shaky breath as you watch it leave, relief coursing through your veins like liquid fire. It won't be easy keeping him happy...but for now, at least you have some time to yourself. The question is, what will you do with it?

The village is quiet when you finally return. The air feels still and heavy, as if waiting for something to happen. The villager looks at you with tired eyes, his expression a mix of curiosity and relief. You share your story quickly, not wanting to waste time in this oppressive atmosphere. When you're done, he nods gravely and hands over the vial of medicine.

"I'm glad to see you made it back safe," he says, his voice hoarse with disuse. "Let me know if there's anything else I can do for you." You nod gratefully, taking the injection and tucking it away safely in your pack. As you turn to leave, a strange sensation washes over you; as if someone or something is watching from the shadows...

As you leave the village and venture back into the forest, that strange sensation doesn't leave you. It feels like eyes are upon your every move, following your progress through the trees with an unsettling intensity. The hairs on the back of your neck stand up as the silence presses down around you, heavy and oppressive as ever.

You can't help but wonder if it's just your paranoia getting the better of you... or if there truly is something else lurking in these woods, waiting for its chance to strike.

The sensation of being watched is almost unbearable as you near your home. Your heart races in your chest, and every hair on your body stands on end as though charged with electricity. But despite the fear coursing through you, there's a strange thrill to it as well; an exhilaration that comes from knowing that something powerful and dangerous is nearby...and that it's focused solely on you.

With every step closer to your mansion, the feeling grows stronger, more intense. You can feel its gaze boring into your skin like a physical weight, forcing you to move slowly, deliberately, as though each movement is a dance performed for an unseen audience. It's intoxicating...and terrifying all at once.

You round the corner and see it then: the Nargacuga, its golden eyes fixed on yours, its powerful form tense with anticipation. It growls lowly in acknowledgement as you approach, a barely perceptible movement of its head indicating that it would prefer you not stray too far from him again anytime soon...if ever.

The Nargacuga tilts its head slightly as it watches you approach, unblinking. It regards you with those golden eyes for a long moment before answering gruffly, "I'll give you that... this time." Its voice is rough and low, almost threatening in its quietness. "But don't think I won't punish you if it happens again."

Without further warning, the beast bounds forward and presses itself against you, trapping you between its powerful form and the wall of your mansion. It growls deep in its throat as it nuzzles at your neck, teeth grazing lightly over your skin as it marks its territory once more, claiming what is now undeniably its own.

The Nargacuga seems to take this as encouragement, its body tensing further against yours. Its hot breath fans across your neck and shoulders, sending shivers down your spine as it continues to claim you with its scent. You can feel its erect member pressing against your belly, hard and insistent, a silent demand for submission and obedience.

The beast's growls intensify, turning into soft moans of pleasure as it takes what it wants without mercy or restraint. Its claws rake lightly across your back, marking you further in its own language, leaving trails of blood and fur behind as evidence of its dominance over you. It's a heady mixture of pain and pleasure that fills your senses, clouding your mind with desire and need for more.

The Nargacuga's hips buck violently against you, its member slamming deep into your unresisting body with enough force to drive the air from your lungs. With each brutal thrust, it plunges deeper and harder, claiming what is rightfully its in a display of raw power and dominance that leaves no doubt as to who holds control here.

You can feel yourself growing wetter around the beast's length with each impact, your body responding eagerly to the onslaught of pleasure-pain coursing through it. Your vision begins to blur, clouded by the heady mix of sensations as you lose track of time and space in this perfect, primal union.

The Nargacuga growls roughly as it feels your body tense and convulse around it, gripping you tightly as its orgasm explodes within you. Its hot seed shoots out in powerful spurts, filling you to the brim with its potent essence. The force of its release leaves you breathless and limp against the wall, utterly sated and exhausted.

For now, at least, it seems content to rest its weight against you as your bodies cool in post-coital bliss. But there's no denying the power dynamic between you; the line between master and pet has been drawn, and it's up to you how you cross back over... if ever.

The Nargacuga's chest rises and falls with each breath as it watches you regain your composure. Its gaze is heavy-lidded, satisfied and content...for now. The beast doesn't move from where it has pinned you against the wall, seemingly unwilling to relinquish this small measure of control so easily.

As you gather your thoughts, considering how best to approach the subject of the injection, a quiet growl rumbles through its chest. Its eyes narrow slightly as they fix on yours, conveying a warning that it's ready and willing to defend its claim over you...by any means necessary.

The Nargacuga snorts derisively. "Well, that's the idea" It pauses, studying you for a moment before adding almost wistfully "I could have you bear my young... live for me, be a part of me."

A flicker of anger crosses its features at the idea of being thwarted so easily, but it manages to keep itself in check with an effort that seems almost painful.

The Nargacuga snorts again. "Well then, I'll take that risk" it growls. "But first, let me see this 'injection' you speak of." There's a sudden tenseness in its voice as it says this, like a predator scenting its prey close by. It shifts position slightly, moving even closer to you, its muscles bunched and ready for anything.

You feel your heart skip a beat as the creature practically paws at you, demanding that you produce the injection. You reach into your pack, carefully taking out the vial and showing it to the beast. Its eyes narrow further at the sight of it, curiosity warring with suspicion.