Chapter 86. Statue making

[Give me a second to make a place for you in my room.]

Tarakona seemed to tilt her head as she looked down at Zeldi's hooves, trying to figure out the best grounding she could make.

"We can bring in a few of the blankets and pillows we brought from Ventress." I offered.

"Oooow then I could be on my back!" Zeldi excitedly squealed. "That way you can get all the details."

[You don't want to be standing?]

"I want one of each." Zeldi answered. "That way I can see what I look like from Masters position."

"Such a shame Tarakona can't join us. Watching her ride your face was a sight I definitely want to preserve." I added.

Tarakona seemed to shiver at that. Her memories of Zeldi and her explorative tongue coming back.

[Such a shame I will not be available for that.]

The amusement in her voice was noticable as she vanished into her room.

Voras for the first time looked over from her spot and instantly started to scowl. She did catch herself and tried to stop herself but when that didn't work she hung her head and left.

"It's progress." Zeldi said watching her go. "And at least she's trying."

"Yeah true. Now do you want me to help you into your dress?" I changed the subject with maybe a little too much eagerness. I had been staring at Zeldi naked for a while now.

Zeldi giggled and lightly pushed me away. "No. I have a better idea."

"Oh?"

"Do you remember the outfit Voras made for me?"

"The one I haven't seen yet?" I clarified.

"The one I want you to tear off me. With only your mouth." Zeldi answered with a wiggle of her eyebrows. "I think that one would be best."

She vanished just after giving me that and I found myself cursing their ability to travel to their rooms at will. I had to be in the house to do it yet so long as they're on the farm they could teleport at will.

I did have a bit of time to kill while they prepared to I got Zeldi's dress that we had hung on a tree to dry and headed for the house to put it out of the way.

I noticed Tilty talking to Dríade as I did but I didn't bother going over to join them. Zeldi had her plan and I was willing to trust her on it.

Both girls rooms were blocked for me when I entered the building much to my surprise. Though I was going to go 'help' Zeldi get into her outfit so it was probably for the best I couldn't. Tarakona was a surprise however. She hadn't ever done it before and it wasn't like she was getting changed or anything.

My answer was actually understandable.

[I am done my love. I had to create a whole new platform for the two of you and didn't want to risk either of you accidentally getting frozen in the process.]

Tarakona of course appeared outside and immediately found me alone.

"That's okay Tarakona. Zeldi is currently getting into her, I guess breeding outfit as you put it." I replied.

A humm of amusement came from my Dragon at that.

[Oh you will like it.]

"You got to see it before I did?" I said with mock pain. "It's like seeing her wedding dress before the wedding."

Tarakona huffed a cloud of frost at me.

[I have no idea what that is but you will get to touch her in it though. That is something I couldn't do.]

"Ah the benefits of being the male in this harem." I sarcastically joked.

[You like it.]

I couldn't help smiling at that. Sure she was right, I did love it but then again who wouldn't love multiple partners who knew about each other and were happy with sharing? The icing on the cake was that they were all beautiful monster girls.

Or I guess Tarakona is. Would Zeldi be considered a monster girl or just an animal girl? Where does the line go in those?

[Would you like to see the room while Zeldi gets ready? I'm sure she will go straight there to avoid anyone seeing her as her breeding outfit is very... Restrictive.]

"Oh now you have me interested."

[I will only say that you will have no problem accessing any part of her you wish to.]

Tarakona left with her taunt and my mind was filled with different things Zeldi could be getting into right now. I'd seen how adventurous she was so I didn't think there was anything she wouldn't wear if it was only the three of us.

I didn't dwell on it for long and followed Tarakona into her room... And dam was I surprised with her remodeling.

Tarakona had kept her snow bed on one side but had added a platform in the middle of the room that was raised high enough to match the size of her back spikes. Her head easily towered over it and the reason for that became obvious.

Three giant cubes of ice took up the space along each side of the platform with the fourth being taken by her bed, with a gap between the platform and the ice cubes large enough Tarakona could move freely between them. This was her stage.

Tarakona proved this by pacing around the edge of the platform trying to see if every angle was just the way she wanted.

I had of course been placed on said platform when I'd entered and while the ground was stable it was reflective. My Dragon could see from every direction she wanted to.

"You thought of everything it seems." I called out as I admired the way her body moved from up high.

I'd never seen her from this angle largely because of her height. She looked powerful.

She of course looked powerful when I was an ant looking up at her but looking down at her now? She looked every bit the Dragon to be feared. And she was mine.

Just as I was examining her, she was doing the same to me. Her eyes glued to my form as she made another circle of the platform. I returned the same energy, admiring the muscles in her legs and wings.

[Shall we start with just you for now my love. While we wait on sister Zeldi?]

"We can. Is there a particular position you want me in?" I asked cautious of the fact she could almost touch her tail with her snout in her circles. She was a very big creature.

[Just as you are. I want to remember your features. Though if you could remove your shirt. That would be great.]

I did as instructed sending the fabric into my inventory with a thought. It was lucky we had gotten the reward for cold temperature immunity because the whole room held an icy mist that was cold just to look at.

Tarakona ended her current circle and sat on her haunches right in front of me in a way that was very feline. It also conveniently put her in front of one of the ice cubes.

Her wings then came out as a background to her body and I couldn't help but be impressed.

[Most humans and similar species would be cowering in fear if I did this to them.]

"Most of my kind don't get to see your more submissive side either." I countered.

Tarakona cooed as a scratching sound came from behind her.

[You make a valid point my love. Do you like my submissive side?]

"You have no idea how much it turns me on to have someone like yourself willing to bend over for me." I growled a little heavier than I ment to.

Tarakona didn't seem to mind  as she got up and moved to the side.

What I had mistaken for scratching was the ice cube slowly moving and contorting from its place behind Tarakona. It folded in on itself before hands pushed out from its base, followed by a head that resembled my own.

Tarakona wasn't carving the statue out of ice. She was forcing the ice to take the shape she wanted it to. Like Magic.

"This is the first time I think I've seen you do magic." I said transfixed on the ice as it moved.

[Well I do try to hold back a lot. If I didn't then your farm would look close to the island we ended our mating flight on.]

Ah. Yeah that island was probably not going to have any new life on it for a while after we left. To be fair there wasn't much when we arrived but still.

[If I were to be more relaxed about my elemental attunement we wouldn't be able to wash in the stream like we did before. That's something I've never done before and hadn't really thought about. And before you ask it was nice. Though I can't decide if that's because of the wash itself or if I just enjoyed being pampered by the two of you.]

"Ah yes my princess does enjoy her moments of royalty." I taunted.

Tarakona snorted.

[I can only be so relaxed because you make me feel safe. The lands immortality helps but your sacrifice when we first met was what really did it.]

The ice let out a final rumble as it settled into place and I saw Tarakona's full control in action.

It was almost a perfect replication of myself down to my pants waving in the small gusts of chilly air.

"It's... Wow." I couldn't find the words but that was largely because I was looking at a giant statue of myself and I couldn't tell if I was flattered or just embarrassed. The size easily dwarfed Tarakona.

The only part I didn't understand was the arms. One was down by my hips while the other was to the side just below shoulder height.

[There are a few things that need improvement.]

Tarakona followed this up by crawling into the arms of the ice sculpture and bending the arms until they held her as if she were a cat. I almost thought she was when I felt the rumble of a purr coming from her direction.

[Much better. The only thing that would make this perfect is if it were the real thing.]

Her eyes found me as she licked the chest of the ice sculpture with obvious intentions.

I of course reacted to the display and could only laugh when the ice sculpture grew a noticable bulge as well. Tarakona hummed happily and let her tail drape down to curl around it.

[This one will not be chewed on by our hatchlings. This one will keep me cool on nights where you have to play with another in your harem.]

"You're going to make me jealous."

[Then this will just be something I cuddle with on those nights. You will get everything else.]

That everything was put on display as Tarakona lay her back against the sculpture. One of her legs was latched onto the lip of the sculptures pants while the other was lying limp in the open air. Her tail remained wrapped around the bulge while her sex was given a front row seat.

[Your princess wishes to be admired while we wait for your head mare.]