Wakfu Sex Adventure! (Patreon)

When the party arrived in the Osamodas' valley, they were ill-prepared for what awaited them. They had heard stories of a rare and mysterious dofus, or dragon egg of unknown power and set out to find it soon after. They were surprised to learn that the pink, glowing dofus had already been found by the horned Osamodas, who greeted them atop a rocky outcropping wearing nothing more than a lewd, knowing smile. The egg levitated in his palm, bathing the surrounding area in warm light. Even as the four men approached, he warned them that, 'this dofus you seek has a strange power indeed, one which you may or may not enjoy. It taps into an individual's carnal desires and brings them to bear. You may learn things about yourselves you'd rather have left unknown. Still, I do not claim to call this dofus my own, rather, I am merely the caretaker, seeking to share its gift to those who willingly receive it.' 

Of course the intrepid adventurers didn't know exactly what was meant by all that and moved closer, beginning to feel the full effects on their bodies and minds. Their weapons, armor and clothes were shed into piles around them as they looked over one another in a new light. They had been comrades-in-arms for years, sharing many quests along the way, had gotten very close, but never so close as this. Still, even as the eyepatch-wearing warrior Iop slowly began to sink his impressive manhood into his oldest friend the treaure-hunting Enutrof, he saw him in a new way: as a virile, capable lover. If anything it impressed on him how much they both yearned for release, together. He was excited to share this unique bonding experience, a wide grin evident even under his massive beard. Nearby their usually dominant, berserking Ouginak friend fell eagerly to his knees, wagging his tail as he took the Sadida druid's cock deep into his muzzle. The taste, sweet like syrup as his pre fluids spilled into the dog man's hungry throat. Soon after when it was nice and slick, the Ouginak would take his first of many cocks into his tail hole, discovering much about himself and his traveling companions in the process.

Just above them, watching the scene eagerly sat the Osamodas, who slowly stroked his length watching the men rut and grunt below. They were not the first to seek the peculiar dofus, and would not be the last. The way they moved together, expressing their camaraderie physically, sometimes tenderly, he knew that when they were done, long after they had left this place, when they had time to address all that had transpired, they would be back for more. He suspected they would be back for much more.