All characters, human and nonhuman, are above the age of consent.
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"Show yourself, Irish. I know you're already here," Zara said semi-loudly as she arrived.
A small blur appeared, and then, within the blink of an eye, a child-sized redhead girl was in front of her.
"Have you seen me?" Irish raised a brow.
"No, but I've seen someone report a female Leprechaun from this park," Zara replied.
"Not funny," she gruffed.
"I'm not joking, look," Zara showed her the notification on her phone.
"What? They say she was probably a juvenile one because of how small she was!" Irish's face went red, almost as red as the portal that opened beside her.
"Good job! I see you caught the Leprechaun, Zara," Aritimi said jokingly as they entered the training room.
"Not funny," Irish hissed.
"Sorry, I know that was a... low-hanging fruit," Aritimi chuckled.
"Are you sure you want to do this training, Irish?" Zara asked. After her friends began talking about how much stronger they became after the special training of Aritimi, Zara's new friends also started to get interested. Irish was the first to try it.
"Yeah. I won't chicken out," she nodded.
"Get ready, pupils," Aritimi urged them.
This time, Zara was just the second to get naked because Irish undressed completely at lightning speed.
Without her clothes, she looked more mature with her handful breasts and shamrock-shaped pubic hair with the four-leaf clover tramp stamp above her ass.
"I'm ready," Irish said proudly.
"I'm ready too," Zara added.
"Let's start the training then," Aritimi announced.
Two portals opened at the same time.
The first creature was a naked futanari Dwarf woman. She was stocky and muscular. Her tan skin was decorated with various battle scars; she even had some on her breasts. Her cock was relatively big for her body. Not abnormally big, but it looked like it belonged to a standard-sized man rather than a Dwarf.
"Irish, she's going to be your partner. She is Gitmit, and she is a Dwarf warrior," Aritimi introduced the creature.
"Whoa! Lovely little Leprechaun lass," Gitmit licked her lips, and her cock began to stiffen. As she got closer, it was visible that she was almost a head taller than Irish.
"I'm a human, you idiot," Irish snapped at her. "I'm just vertically challenged."
The reveal made Gitmit laugh.
Meanwhile, a creature stepped out from the second portal. She was a Vampire. Her appearance was identical to the Vampire triplets Zara encountered weeks ago. Long black hair, pale skin, red eyes, and rosy nipples. The only thing that made her different was that she was a futanari. Her uncut cock was already erect and pulsing. The foreskin was slightly pulled back, exposing the purple tip.
"Zara, she is your partner. She is Trista, and she is a pure-blood Vampire. You already met with her mother, Lila," Aritimi introduced the futanari bloodsucker.
"Pleasure to meet you," Trista purred.
"Now choose a bed, and let's start," Aritimi pointed at the beds that were as dirty as last time.
Irish and the Dwarf hopped on the bed, which looked king-sized compared to them.
"Look at the size of that thing, Irish. Start by lubing her length with your saliva. Trust me, you don't want a dry dick inside of you," Aritimi instructed.
"Okay," Irish replied and got on her knees on the bed.
"It's all yours, little lassie." Gitmit stroked her cock.
Irish leaned in, her tongue flicking out to touch the tip of Gitmit's member.
She pushed her tongue beneath the foreskin and swirled it around the swollen head. Gitmit groaned in pleasure, her hand coming down to stroke Irish's hair. She began to take her cock into her mouth. It wasn't easy; it was a long time ago since she had a dick in her mouth.
She took more and more of the length until she reached the base, her nose touching Gitimi's hairy pelvis.
"That's enough, little one." Gitmit patted her head, and Irish had to fight the urge to bite into her flesh. "A few more strokes with your weirdly fast tongue, and my pickaxe would melt before it could explore your cave."
Irish pulled her mouth away, a string of precum still connecting her lips to the phallus.
"Now lay down, and I will warm you up just like you did to me," Gitmit winked, her tongue flicking out.
Irish did as she was told and lay on the bed, her small legs spread apart.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," Gitmit said.
She knelt down between Irish's legs and began to kiss and lick along her inner thigh. Irish squirmed as she felt that Dwarf's warm breath on her pussy.
"Huh! You're already wet," Gitmit chuckled. "I see you're looking forward to this as much as I am."
Irish felt a blush creep up her cheeks. She nodded slightly.
Gitmit took the invitation and moved her face closer to her pussy. She began to lick Irish's clit, her tongue swirling around the tiny nub. Irish gasped, her hands gripping the bedsheet tightly.
Then Gitmit's tongue plunged into her wetness, and she felt her explore the inside of her pussy with a vigor that made her moan. She found herself pushing her hips up to meet Gitmit's mouth. She was surprisingly adept at cunnilingus.
"Oh, yes..." Irish moaned, feeling an orgasm forming deep inside.
As Gitmit's tongue kept exploring her pussy, the orgasm got closer and closer. She could feel it happening anytime. But before she got there, Gitmit pulled away.
"That was enough foreplay," she grinned. Irish was furious; she was so close to that climax. "Let's get to the main event. Turn around and get on all fours."
Irish didn't mind this position; she had no intention to watch the Dwarf's face during their tryst.
