Reincarnated as the Only Human

We continued on our journey towards Tusk City, following the road that the Augustia Family built to facilitate trade inside their lands.

According to Rhefia, there were only two villages between us and Tusk, and one was a village we were going to skip.

That village was, in actuality, just a giant farm that was run by the Augustia using criminals as laborers, letting them work out their sentences by producing food for the populace.

Both because she wanted to make good time and also to avoid the dark atmosphere, Rhefia wanted to skip through that ’village’, though we were free to stop at the other one, which was Soft Rock Wheat Village.

An interesting name, that, but there were certainly worse options.

As we drew closer to said village, Rhefia explained the reason for the name, which was rather simple; they were a village that grew a special kind of wheat called Soft Rock Wheat, named so because it grew in the rocky portions of the Augustian Hills.

That was all; no mythological reason, no familial bonds or special battles, just...

A cool new wheat variant.

...

Rhefia shrugged as we all looked at her blankly, muttering ”Trust me, I got no clue either. It looks and tastes the same.”

Blinking, I shrugged as I leaned against her shoulders, wondering if it was, perchance, a reference to something else...

Surely not?

Anyways, the journey was as serene as ever, the rolling grassy hills providing a picturesque landscape to watch as I stroked my wife’s erect dick, all while we talked about the things we had already experienced on the road.

We had made an extra ~60 Silvers by having sex, while the various outfits and other clothing articles adding to our wealth as well; each of us was dressed in real, proper clothes now, no longer looking like wild women.

For me, I had selected a dress and a shirt/pants combo, while Kalia got a dress and a shirt/skirt, and Camara got the same as me.

Yiksa, Rhefia, and Aethisia all received two shirts, two pairs of pants, and two cock sleeves each, which they were all wearing now.

As for the extras we had earned in the trade, I had gotten general pairs that could be shared amongst us all, just in case someone needed a spare.

Currently I was in my long pants, which were made from some kind of woven fabric that was soft but strong, and the black pants hugged my hips and ass quite well...

Besides that, I had a cute violet shirt that faded into a deep pink, and the shirt was just a bit small for me, showing off my stomach.

Admittedly, all of this was very much on purpose, and I was going out of my way to milk the reactions from everyone with this rather provocative, yet ’clean’ style of dress.

Rhefia and Aethisia were rather simple, going for black pants as well and wearing red colored shirts, the two Deerkin rather sad about needing to forgo their Geri Cloaks.

Yiksa picked similarly to me, wearing a pair of tight gray pants and a green shirt that had a low cut, revealing ample cleavage.

Kalia had an adorable blue dress that had splotches of white that looked like clouds that hid her abundant curves rather well, though the way the dress could press against her body in the wind didn’t lie...

Finally, Camara went for loose clothing, wearing a simple brown dress that covered everything, much to her sisters disappointment.

With everyone now dressed properly, I was happy to stop inside Rock Wheat and meet the villagers, who were a simple, yet honest bunch.

The Village Head, a woman named Victoria, even came out to welcome us, a warm smile on her face as she showed us around.

Just like in Fareki, we traded what we could and raked in a tidy little profit of 18 Silvers and 49 Coppers, with Yiksa, Kalia and I finding ourselves a few needy futa’s to relieve.

The villagers here were all Boarkin, Deerkin, Rabbitkin, and Chickenkin, with the later providing us with a new ingredient to begin cooking with!

Eggs!

Of course, I ignored that the eggs came from the women of the village laying them, though they all seemed rather unbothered that the things they ’birthed’ was being eaten, some even lamenting the fact that they didn’t have any to sell to us.

Though, while I was initially rather... off put by that, when I had been pleasuring a futa Chickenkin and receiving her thorough loving, I did store away some semen for later, seeing some use in a Chickenkin daughter...

Anyways, we spent the night inside Rock Wheat and ate dinned with the Village Head Victoria and her lover Gina, the two Boarkin proving to be good hosts as we enjoyed a delicious porridge and some flaky bread.

Not only was the food good, but the Village Head took a liking to Kalia, who gladly provided the Boarkin some relief, bartering on her own with Victoria to get some seeds from the village for her own research.

When morning came around, we packed back up and started the last leg of our journey to Tusk City, passing through the prison village Gontra, catching glimpses of various races toiling in the fields under the watchful eyes of the Boarkin guards.

After we passed through Gontra, we reached Tusk City an hour or so before dusk, the city’s large stone walls coming into view as we all clamored towards the front of our carriage, wanting to get a look.

Situated on the top of a taller hill, the Tusk City walls looked even more imposing as we stared up at them, while the various towers that were spread around the perimeter looked down over the hills, providing clear view of the land around us.

Reaching the gate, we stopped behind another carriage as we awaited our turn to go inside, the armored Guards doing quick checks of the inside of the carriage in front of us before waving it in.