Quietly, the beastkin walked over to a destroyed area where there were mats under the shade of large trees. It was a rare dry spot. "This is where we sleep. You all will sleep in here with the males if you stay with us." the one called Hamziss said. We nodded and looked at our immediate surroundings. The males were on the outside and the females were all protected in the center of the tribe. That made sense for a tribal society. We all helped them pick up their things and repair broken items. We were all pretty confused when Hamziss and Rifross came over with 9 other women to lay down next to us. "I thought the male slept over here?" Dalmar questioned them. Rifross lifter their skirt to reveal a 6 inch dick. "We are the males." was what he said. Hamziss said "We are the guardians against demons, so we used to get all the best things from the other tribes as tribute. Things were good, but no demons have crossed over for many generations. Impious tribes took it as a sign they did not need us. They all oppress and beat us. But they can't kill us if the demons come back. Male kits are neutered."
Rifross dropped his kilt. I knew that neutered male cats became fat and lazy as they no longer had the hormones flowing to keep them lean and active. There was no "fat and lazy" tribal living though. If you did not work and hunt, you simply died. Food was not going to crawl in your lap like a housepet. That was why they had really nice figures. However, it was the figures of flat chested, curvy women with hourglass bodies. The actual women had some slight tone from the work they did. He looked at us and said "If you really are demons, we can use you to make us needed again. Kill some of the other tribes and they will beg us to stop you." That was fine with me. It was a mutual relationship. We could help the village and actually improve it with our skills. Our merchants were able to help sell items the other tribes needed for much better prices. Helelin and Dulgron could go under cover as one of the beastmen. The duo of Phirlax and Tryxlyn trained the eunuch warriors. Dalmar and I were making some weapons for them. There were no furnaces so we just had the blades Dalmar could produce.
I would get some wood together, dry it out, and carve it. It was rough, but they were used to rough spears and arrows anyway. We attached the wooden handles to the metal blades and formed swords, sickles, and axes. Their weapon technology was now the best of the best. I was impressed at the progress we made in the first week. I dared an enemy tribe to attack. The orange steel of Dalmar's arrowheads would pierce anything they had. Things were really looking up for them. We spent a week there. Nothing bad had happened yet. When I logged in again, I woke up with one of the warriors sleeping on my chest. Their ass was in my face. His name was Shanur and I was cool with him. I gave a few gentle tugs on his tail to wake him. He began stirring, so I gave a few more pulls. He woke up and raised his head. Shanur then yawned and arched his back as he stretched on top of me. "Get off of me Shanur." I whispered. He smirked and settled back down on me. "Not for a few more minutes." he said. He was obviously testing the boundaries. "Fine. A few more minutes. That's it." I said.
Since he had said that, when he asked for more time, I rolled over and got up. He was nowhere near strong enough to stop me. Shanur was obviously not pleased with that. "What's up with you? You've been sleeping all day. At least let me rest." he grumbled. Since I had a life, there were days that I just could not log in. Yesterday was a long and boring school day. That was one of those days that logging in was not possible. That meant I missed out on some things. I took the Sin of Sloth, so all the other demons did not mind me sleeping in at all. My work spoke for itself anyway. As I looked around, everyone else was resting. Shanur laid back down. I decided to cuddle up to him a bit. I could hear him purr a bit before he bat me away with his open palms. I backed off and laid next to him. Usually that would be it. His tail lashed back and forth in frustration as he looked at me though. There clearly was something on his mind. I just waited for him to say it. Shanur eventually inched closer and closer until he was draping himself over my chest again. I sighed and asked him what was wrong with him.
