After saving the man's life, Kal was invited back to his house for lunch. He Insisted it was the very least he could do as thanks. His wife was wary of the mage until her son excitedly told the story of how a cat-girl fell out of the sky and ripped open his father's arm then moments later Kal appeared and healed him. The man confirmed the boy's story and explained their guest was the magic user who saved him while bringing to her attention the sleeve shredded by the cat-girl. Kal had cleaned the blood from his shirt with a little bit of magic.
As the man showed her the torn fabric, the mage reminded him to be careful with that arm as he had only taken the one healing potion and he would probably need another to mend the bone fully. He also mentioned that the man had lost a fair amount of blood and probably should be getting something to eat soon. Kal's explanation along with her husband's tattered shirt and pallid complexion finally convinced her their story was true. Sobbing, the woman ran into her husband's arms.
Kal was going to quietly exit and leave them to their moment but the son stopped him, reminding his father loudly that he invited the mage over for the midday meal. In the hour that followed, Kal sat beside a low table on a large, circular rug that took up most of the room and was treated to the best meal he had experienced in the city. He also slipped the man another vial of healing potion while his wife was in the other room. Finding out she nearly lost her husband seemed to make her quite amorous and clingy; Kal didn't want the man to accidentally re-break his arm due to some overly excited appreciation.
Leaving their home, he ran across another of the cow-girl rickshaws. The woman was on a quiet side street away from any onlookers, squatting. Concerned at first she might be hurt, a moment later he heard the sound of splashing liquid. Kal could understand that the city folk might not want to see the girls take care of this particular function out on the busy roads.
As she stood up, Kal asked if she was available. His overly full stomach was not relishing the thought of hiking back across town and he thought the covered cart might make him a little harder to find just in case the cat girl hadn't given up for the day. With how scared she appeared when fleeing from him, he doubted she was going to make a second attempt.
Blushing bright red and casting embarrassed glances at the puddle, which was quickly soaking into the dusty street, the cow-girl nodded. The woman had roughly the same build as the cow-girl from earlier except her pale skin was covered with large blotches of black tint. It looked as though someone threw ink on her and it stained her skin except for her bovine legs where the tinted skin became coarse black hair. She also had two tiny horns, one on either side of her head, that curved up and poked through her large straw hat.
Much like the girl this morning, she took note of his interest beyond just being a mode of transport and began to preen for him. On this nearly deserted side road she was much more overt than the woman from earlier as well. Staring at him with hungry eyes, she pressed her breasts together as if presenting them to him but what caught his attention was when she pulled a small brush off her harness and bent over to flick the dust off her hooves and reveal they were polished to a glossy shine. Kal resigned himself to never understanding women's obsession with their feet no matter what their species. To him, it was just another tidbit of proof that monster girls were women and not animals.
Unfortunately for the cow-girl, it wasn't her shiny hooves that caught his attention but the view from the seat of the rickshaw. Kal retrieved some coins from Ria. He briefly contemplated summoning the avatar just for someone to talk with, but decided against it. He was probably going to get an earful anyway for not calling her immediately after being attacked. Kal counted out the coins into the woman's hand, then counted out the same amount a second time, instructing her to stay off the main roads and to make sure her hooves stayed clean.
Confused at first, the cow-girl's eyes lit up and she was nearly shivering with excitement when she realized what he was asking of her.
The mage climbed into the covered cart and got comfortable as the woman pulling it flicked her tail to one side, making it lay across one of the poles connecting the cart to her harness. Taking her small brush, she dusted her hooves off once again. As she bent over, the mage could already see the moisture coating the lips of her sex and a moment later he breathed deeply through his nose as the scent of her arousal reached him. Checking to see his reaction as she stood back up, she glanced at his crotch before replacing the small brush and leaning into the harness.
Kal smiled. After the day he had, he was going to enjoy the trip back to the Inn.
He wondered on the way why he was doing this. Part of him still wanted to go chasing after the cat-girl despite the trail being cold as ice by now. He was angry that he had been attacked, confused as to why someone targeted him, and feeling guilty that he hadn't told Ria of any of this yet. He realized part of it was avoiding how angry he was and trying to let his head cool before tackling the situation he was in. This flirty and amorous ride back to where he was staying was doing an excellent job of distracting him whenever he felt the rage build up inside him.
Close to his destination, he asked the cow-girl to take him to a place like where he found her. He assumed that she would know plenty of secretive spots for taking care of such business. A few minutes later she pulled Kal into an alley barely wide enough for her cart and with one end blocked off. Hopping out of the seat, Kal used the strength rune to leap over the cow-girl's head, surprising her.
Instructing her to wait here, he handed her the small fee she required. Dropping the coins into her pouch, she nervously glanced behind her to see if anyone was watching before pushing her hat back off her head then bending over and opening her mouth, her broad, soft tongue extending in invitation. With a pleading expression, the woman's eyes shifted between his face and crotch.
Kal and the cow-girl both wanted to do something entirely different but back in Carriston Jerran had been quite firm that the cow-girl slaves would not allow a man to have sex with them, no matter how badly she wanted to, and that they were not allowed to touch themselves for fear of having them openly masturbating between fares. There was a hint of bitterness in the guild leader's voice that made Kal wonder if he had personal experience with being rebuffed by one of the bovine women.
However, there were workarounds. As tempting as the woman's tongue looked, he wanted to do something just for her as thanks for hauling him around and giving him such a wonderful show in the process. Coaxing her back into a standing position he wetted two fingers in his mouth and reached for the large woman's sex. The cow-girl tensed in anticipation and Kal stopped, there was a little bit of fear hidden behind her lust. Unsure if she was scared being discovered or if there was something else in the slave collar's restrictions he didn't know about, he decided to be cautious.
Moving slowly, he gently touched her mound, running his fingers through the white hair that was surprisingly soft. Continuing down, his fingers found the top of her sex and pressed in slightly until he felt her clit beneath his fingertips. He continued sliding his hand back until he heard a whimper from the bovine woman. Looking up, he saw the fear again as she shook her head so slightly it was barely noticeable. Moving his hand forward again made her visibly relax, until his fingertips brushed across her pearl. With her teeth and lips clamped together she let out a moan that sounded a lot like a cow's lowing.
"Ria," he called quietly as he began teasing the woman's clit in earnest.
The sprite appeared and quickly took in the situation before landing on his shoulder and whispering, "How can I help?"
"I want you to give her one of those treats you've been saving for Ikuno just before she comes."
Ria nodded before flying down between her legs for a better view.
The cow-girl started to roll her hips toward him and he was beginning to have difficulty keeping his fingers away from her entrance. It wasn't long before the woman's panting, muffled moans were nearly on top of one another and her body started to clench up.
The woman whined in protest when Kal's fingers stopped. "Keep silent and open your mouth," he said quietly to the cow-girl. Confused, but too close to climaxing to care, she once again opened her mouth and extended her tongue. Three specks of light flew up and landed on the outstretched tongue, each turning into small white pools of his seed.
Her eyes widened as the taste flooded her senses. At the same time, Kal's fingers began vibrating back and forth on her pearl. She felt the human's hand cover her mouth the moment her world exploded.