You find yourself in solace as you rest in your bed. Then, suddenly, BAM! The sound of the something being bumped into and falling over wakes you out of your slumber. Alerted, you quickly grab a hold of a flashlight and point towards where the sound came from. Only to see a particularly bottom-heavy kobold staring back at you, dagger in hand, with a glazed expression on her face. —"Uhh, whoops! How'd I get here?" She says with a nervous grin.

"Oh no! I-I wasn't trying to..." Piko stammers as she scratches the back of her head in a childish manner. "Well, y'see... Um, my name's Piko, and I kinda got lost lookin' for a new job, an' this place looked sorta cozy from outside..." She trails off with another nervous grin, looking to the floor sheepishly as she holds up her dagger.

"N-no! I mean, yeah... sorta..." She sighs and hangs her head a bit lower. "I'm awful at this whole 'thief' thing, aren't I? Honest, all I wanted was a job! Please don't hurt me..." Her bottom lip starts to tremble as she takes a step back, wincing when her tail accidentally knocks into something behind her.

Her gaze darts around the room, nervous and scared but avoiding any potential weapons. "Look, I can make it up to you! Just... please don't call the guard!" She extends a claw, offering an apologetic smile that manages to look more nervous than cute.

"Ahhhh!" She yelps, spinning around to look at the broken vase on the ground and then back to Ivi with a mortified expression. "I-I'm sorry! That was an accident! I swear it!" She scrambles over, trying to right the pieces before they shatter further, her ears folding in against her skull as if that would make her less noticeable.

"Please don't be mad at me..." she murmurs, her lower lip still trembling. "I-I just want a job... any job." She looks up at Ivi, wide-eyed and pleading. "P-please?"

Tears well up in Piko's eyes as she stammers out an apology, lowering her head in shame. "I-I didn't mean to! I was just clumsy... I don't have that kind of money..." She wipes furiously at her tears, sniffing and swallowing hard.

"I-I could clean up around here or something? Do chores?" she suggests desperately. "Please, I need a job! Anything!"

"But I don't have that much!" she cries, near tears again. "I-I'll do anything! Just please don't make me leave..." Her voice trembles as she looks up at Ivi with pleading eyes. "Please."

She takes the offered tissue gratefully, dabbing at her eyes as she listens to Ivi's conditions with a mixture of relief and trepidation. "I-I understand... Thank you... I promise I'll work hard and not cause any more trouble..." Her voice trails off nervously, but there's an undertone of determination in it too.

Piko nods vigorously. "Yes, ma'am! Whatever you need. Cleaning, cooking... I can even help with customers if you want!" She bounces excitedly on the balls of her feet for a moment before remembering herself and subsiding into a less obtrusive bounce. "Anything to stay here."

"I-I'm sorry," she stammers, looking down at the floor. "It was desperation... I didn't know what else to do... My old master threw me out when I couldn't steal enough anymore..." She wipes her nose with the back of her hand and huffs softly before continuing.

"I guess... I just thought this place looked easy. And quiet." Her voice trails off again, embarrassment plain in her expression as she kicks at a loose thread on her bedding. "I never meant to hurt anyone... I'm sorry."

She flushes a deeper shade of red and looks away quickly, scrambling to cover her disbelief at the sight of Ivi's obvious endowments with another cough. "N-nothing! Just... surprised, is all," she says weakly, biting her lip as she fidgets uncomfortably.

"S-so, whaddya want me to do first?" she asks eagerly, trying to change the subject and focus on earning her keep. "Clean up around here? Help with customers?"

"O-of course," she sputters, still bright red as she hurriedly gathers up the remains of the vase and carries them over to dispose of properly. "I'm sorry for all this... I'll make it right, I promise..." Her fingers tremble slightly as she hands over the remaining gold, eyes averted from Ivi's naked form and her intimate features.

"T-th-th-ank you... I... um," she stammers, finally looking at Ivi again with an apologetic smile. "I'll get started on cleaning right away!"

Piko nods quickly, getting to work on cleaning the tavern as Ivi watches her. She's careful and meticulous in her efforts, wanting to prove herself useful and trustworthy. Along the way, she glances at Ivi occasionally, taking in the taller woman's strength and confidence, and can't help but feel a small pang of admiration... or maybe attraction?

She tries not to think about it too much; after all, she has her own reasons for being here. As she scrubs at the floorboards, polishes the tables, and tidies up the bar area, she can't help but wonder what Ivi meant by that last comment. What might interest her enough to tell? Her mind wanders as she works, half-listening to the conversations around her and imagining what it might be like to have a friend like this powerful, confident woman...

The tavern grows steadily quieter as customers finish their drinks and head home for the night. Ivi watches Piko work with an amused expression on her face; despite the cute and clumsy exterior, she's actually quite good at what she does. Eventually, the last customer leaves, and Ivi approaches Piko.

"Alright, little kobold," she says with a grin. "You did well tonight... almost too well." Иви: "Ну ночью тоже есть клиенты даже глубокой хоть ты и поработала всего два часа прицепи неплохо для начала." Иви замолкает и потом говорит "Но это неплохо но три раза пролила пива и уронила пять тарелок и разбросала еду и много падала и еще своим хвостом задевала клиентов и одного даже ударила своим хвостом случайно что он аж полетел в стенку." Пико краснеет и опустила взгляд на пол ей было стыдно что она такая не уклюжая. Но Иви продолжает говорить. Иви: "Но для начала не плохо молодец хорошая работа". Пико все еще краснея тиха бормочет себе под нос слова благодарности что Иви все еще не выгнала Пико или того хуже.

P-Piru... I-I dunno where to go anymore... My old master threw me out 'cause I couldn't steal enough and my kin wouldn't take me in..." She trails off, looking even more miserable now as she brushes at an invisible speck on the counter.

"You don't have anyplace to stay, do you?" Her voice is quiet, hopeful. "Even just for tonight? I could... maybe earn my keep a little better if I had somewhere warm and safe to sleep."

Tentatively, Piko reaches out to help Ivi search under the bar. As they rummage together, their bodies occasionally brush against each other in innocent ways; the intimate contact feels almost... comforting to the kobold. She suppresses a shiver of pleasure at the sensation, focusing on finding whatever it is that Ivi needs.

"Maybe it fell behind something?" she suggests after a moment of searching. "Or under one of these stools?" Her tail sways gently back and forth as she peers under furniture, trying to spot anything out of the ordinary. (Пико наблюдает за Иви которая все еще ищет что-то. Пико смотрит на интимные места Иви на ее киску анус и длиный член с большими яйцами.)

Despite herself, Piko can't help but find Ivi's body fascinating. She watches the taller woman bend and stretch, admiring her strength and grace. There's something undeniably alluring about the way she moves, and the kobold feels a rush of excitement at being this close to someone so confident and powerful.

She swallows hard, trying to focus on their task as they continue to search beneath the bar. "Maybe it rolled under... there?" She points helpfully, her tail thumping against the floor in anticipation of finally finding whatever it is Ivi needs.

Piko blushes even harder as she realizes how exposed Ivi must feel right now. She hastily turns away, trying not to stare at the other woman's intimate areas any longer. "S-sorry," she whispers, her voice shaky with excitement and embarrassment. "I didn't mean to... look..."

She bites her lip, unable to meet Ivi's gaze as they continue their search together. The closer they get, the more she wants to explore these newfound feelings... but also the more scared she is of what might happen if she makes a mistake.

Piko gasps as her face presses against Ivi's naked backside; the taller woman is warm and firm, and smells faintly of sweat and musk. She shudders with pleasure beneath Ivi's weight, unable to hide the effect this closeness has on her. Her tail begins to swish nervously behind her.

"I-I... I'm sorry," she whispers breathlessly, her voice barely audible over the sound of their quickened breathing and the rustling of fabric. "I didn't mean to..." She trails off, feeling hot and needy as she presses against Ivi.

Piko whimpers softly as Ivi presses down harder against her face. Her heart races, and she feels a tightening low in her belly that she's never experienced before. She arches involuntarily into the contact, moaning softly as pleasure coursing through her. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Don't stop... don't let me go..."

Her tail thrashes wildly behind her now, desperate for release as she gasps and squirms beneath Ivi's powerful form. Her entire body feels hot and needy, aching for contact with the other woman's skin.

The feeling is overwhelming; her entire body tingles and quivers with desire as she presses closer to Ivi's backside, tongue darting out to touch the sensitive folds of skin, lips parting around the firm flesh. She moans into the contact, arching further upwards as she explores every inch of Ivi's intimate area.

Her tail lashes frantically against the floor behind her, and she can feel herself growing wet and needy at the touch of another female for the first time since being cast out from her old home. It's exhilarating... and terrifying all at once.

Piko moans and gasps as she tastes Ivi's skin, her tongue dancing eagerly over the swollen folds of flesh. The other woman feels so warm and strong beneath her lips, and with each soft murmur and shudder, she grows more desperate for release. Her hands roam across Ivi's back, digging into firm muscle as she presses closer, seeking some sort of connection that goes deeper than skin on skin.

Her breath comes in ragged pants now, each inhale filling her nose with the heady scent of sweat and desire that emanates from Ivi's body. She feels herself growing more frantic, needier, as she continues to explore the taller woman's intimate places. Her tail thrashes wildly against the floor behind her, a testament to how lost she is in this moment of passion and lust.

With a soft cry, Piko plunges her tongue deeper into Ivi's heat, tasting the salty nectar that flows freely over her tongue. Her hands move lower still, wrapping around Ivi's hard length, squeezing gently at first before increasing the pressure as desire overtakes her. She sucks and licks and nibbles, lost in the sensations coursing through her body as she brings the other woman closer to the edge of release.

Her hips buck against Ivi's firm backside, seeking frantic contact that will take her over the edge with Ivi. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, body trembling as she feels herself growing close to climaxing. She moans and mewls around Ivi's intimate places, desperate for release from this intense pleasure and need.

Piko's eyes widen in shock as she feels Ivi pick her up, positioning her like a doll on the bar. She gasps as the other woman's enormous member presses against her face, its size making it nearly impossible to breathe around it. Tears well up in her eyes as she tries desperately not to choke on the impossibly thick shaft.

Her hands flutter helplessly at her sides, seeking purchase on anything solid so she can push back against Ivi's powerful member. But all too quickly, exhaustion and shame overtake her, and she collapses limply beneath its weight, struggling to draw in air between each ragged, desperate gulp.

Her eyes water as she chokes and gasps around Ivi's thick member, struggling to breathe past the imposing shaft pressed against her face. Her cheeks hollow with each desperate gulp, tears streaming down her flushed features as Ivi watches her with a predatory gleam in her eye. She feels so small, so helpless beneath the taller woman's control, and can't help but wonder if this is what Ivi truly wants from her...

Her body arches reflexively as pleasure ripples through her at the intrusion of Ivi's member deep into her throat. Her hands clench uselessly into fists by her sides, nails digging painfully into soft flesh as she tries not to writhe against the hard length impaling her face. The sensations are overwhelming, and with each thrust from below, she feels herself growing closer to losing control entirely.

Her cries muffle against Ivi's throbbing shaft as she feels the other woman's orgasm begin to build inside her. She whimpers and mewls around the massive member, body trembling with anticipation of what's to come. Her own release is still distant, held at bay by the weight of Ivi's control over her body.

As Ivi pounds deeper into her throat, she can feel warm, thick seed jetting out from between those generous curves, filling her mouth and coating her tongue. Her cheeks bulge with each hot spurt, tears leaking freely down her face as the taste of Ivi's pleasure fills every sensory receptor in her mouth. She swallows reflexively, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the experience, unable to deny just how badly she wants more.

Her lungs burn as she struggles to breathe around Ivi's massive member, the other woman's hips slamming into her face with increasing force. Tears spill unheeded down her cheeks, her mouth full of salty liquid as she tries desperately not to choke on the other kobold's seed. Her body trembles with need and desire, every thrust from below bringing her closer to the edge of ecstasy.

She whimpers and mewls around Ivi's engorged shaft, feeling the warmth spread through her as the other woman empties herself into her gut. Her fingers dig painfully into Ivi's hips, desperate for something solid to hold on to as pleasure overwhelms her senses. The sting of tears in her eyes only serves to heighten the intensity of the experience, making it feel all the more real and raw as Ivi finally releases her hold on Piko's throat.

Gasping for air, she sits back on trembling legs, panting heavily as she looks up at Ivi with a mixture of awe, confusion, and gratitude in her mismatched eyes. She wipes ineffectually at the tears streaming down her face, still tasting Ivi's seed on her tongue as she struggles to make sense of everything that just happened between them.

My... my choice? she asks hesitantly, eyes darting nervously between Ivi's face and the impressive length still standing at attention. She licks her lips, feeling a familiar heat building deep in her core as she imagines what it would be like to have that hard flesh fill either of those intimate places.

"I... don't know," she whispers finally. "Which do you want to do?" Her cheeks flush darker at the thought of Ivi deciding for her, and a shiver of anticipation runs down her spine as she waits for the other kobold's answer.

My... my choice? she asks hesitantly, eyes darting nervously between Ivi's face and the impressive length still standing at attention. She licks her lips, feeling a familiar heat building deep in her core as she imagines what it would be like to have that hard flesh fill either of those intimate places.

Her cheeks flush darker at the thought of Ivi deciding for her, and a shiver of anticipation runs down her spine as she waits for the other kobold's answer. "I... think..." She swallows thickly, taking a deep breath before continuing. "... I think I want you to choose." Her voice is barely above a whisper, trembling with need and desire as she gazes up at Ivi, waiting for whatever fate the taller kobold has in store for her.

"I-Into your... your o-opening..." she manages to stammer, voice shaking with fear and arousal as her gaze flickers down between Ivi's legs. The thought of being filled so completely by the other kobold's member sends a wave of pleasure crashing through her body, making her heart race and her core ache with need.

She trembles, waiting for Ivi to position herself as she imagines the taller woman hovering over her, holding her down while the huge length is pressed against her most private place. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, biting her lip to keep from begging any louder. "I-I want it... I want you."

She cries out as Ivi thrusts roughly into her, slamming against her body with incredible force. The pain is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, sharpening the sensations of pleasure coursing through her in a way that both frightens and excites her. She clings desperately to Ivi's hips, feeling the taller kobold's strength as she brutally takes Piko's virginity.

Her nails dig painfully into Ivi's skin, drawing droplets of blood as she tries to find some sort of leverage, some way to make this feel better. But it doesn't seem possible; the other woman is too strong, too rough, and takes what she wants without any care for Piko's comfort or safety. With each brutal thrust deep inside her body, Piko feels herself breaking apart in ways she never knew were possible.

Her eyes squeeze shut as tears stream unheeded down her cheeks, mingling with sweat and blood from where Ivi has clawed at her. "Please..." she whimpers, voice hoarse and raw from the effort of trying to speak through the pain. "It hurts... please stop..." But even as she begs for mercy, a tiny part of her wonders if this is what she really wants, if this is where she truly belongs: beneath someone stronger, someone who takes what they want without apology or remorse.

Pain and pleasure mingle together in a brutal dance, leaving her body aching and her mind reeling. She gasps as Ivi slams into her again and again, the force driving her deeper and deeper onto the hard floor. Each impact feels like it tears something else loose inside of her, shredding what's left of her innocence and leaving behind a raw, exposed need that she can feel spreading through every inch of her body.

Her nails dig into Ivi's skin harder, seeking some sort of purchase as the other kobold continues to claim her, taking everything Piko has to give without so much as a word of apology or reassurance. She feels herself growing wetter and more desperate beneath Ivi's brutal onslaught, a low keening sound escaping her throat with each thrust.

But even as she begs for mercy and cries out in agony, something inside Piko wakes up. A newfound awareness of her own desires, the way they match so perfectly with Ivi's strength and dominance. With each powerful stroke, it becomes clearer and clearer to her that this is where she belongs: beneath someone who takes what they want without hesitation or remorse; with someone whose touch ignites a fire inside of her that nothing else can quench.

And as Ivi continues to use her body in such unforgiving ways, Piko realizes that maybe... just maybe, this is the kind of release she's always been searching for.