Isaac's Adventures #012

As the murderous Lamia advanced, licking her pointed fangs in hunger, Sir Isaac weighed his options.

They could try to run, but Isaac had yet to see how fast Blobbo could move if he had to. Plus the boy's slippery exterior would make him difficult to carry while running. They had no choice but to stand and fight. Sir Isaac tensed his muscles, steeling his body for battle.

"Pray tell! cried Sir Isaac, pointing a finger behind the Lamia's scaly shoulder. "What beith over yonder?!"

The Lamia turned to look. "What?" she asked, blinking large and curious eyes. "What beith? I wanna see what beith yonder. I'm looking but I don't see anything. Just trees over there.....mmmyep. Hey.....wait a second!-" 

The Lamia turned back to her prey, only to be smacked in the face with a clump of dirt and grass. As she sputtered and coughed, her would-be victims sprang into action. Isaac went straight for the tail in attempt to subdue his attacker, and Blobbo, armed with a stick, bravely swatted the Lamia about her head and shoulders as she was defenseless. Sir Isaac was proud of his son indeed this day. 

"Yield, foul monster!" called out Isaac to his attacker. "Take your strangely attractive hide back into the wood from whence thee seductively slithered!" 

 "What the hell are you guys doing!?" she yelled. "And stop that!" 

Blobbo reluctantly stopped hitting her with his stick. 

"We're defending ourselves from your attack of course!" Sir Isaac boldly responded. "Now take your nude shapely form and...and be...begone! Yes. Begone. There is a child here." 

"But I thought you wanted to be eaten!" said the Lamia, her face scrunching up into a pout. "That masked lady with the knives said that you wanted to die because you were a miserable, pathetic, needle-dicked narcissist with no hope of ever finding joy!" 

Sir Isaac dropped her tail. "Ridiculous! Those claims are only half true at best!" 

"Ya got bamboozled brah," said Blobbo to the Lamia. "Some shady goon played you like patsy-shaped fiddle." 

"W-what?" she asked. "I'm sorry, I don't understand your language." 

"He says you were tricked, woman!" said Isaac. "You were duped into attempting to ambush and kill two innocent travelers on the road." 

The Lamia didn't take the news well. She went red to the ears and started muttering angrily to no one in particular. From what little was loud enough to hear, Isaac deduced that this young woman didn't like being tricked, but that it happened quite often nonetheless.

Once she had composed herself, she apologized for attacking them. Considering this creature had been swinging a knife at him mere moments ago, Isaac found it hard to hold a grudge against her. He told her all was forgiven.

The Lamia, who introduced herself as Parkeriss, smiled sweetly at his reply. She asked if there was anything she could do to make things up to them. As Isaac stared at her perky naked breasts, several ideas came to mind. But none of them were appropriate with his son present, so instead he thought a bit more practically.  

Isaac asked Parkeriss to accompany them to the nearest village they could find, as it occurred to him that she may not be the only snake woman sent out by their unknown enemy. Sir Isaac reasoned that he stood less chance of being ambushed again if he walked with one of their number. 

Parkeriss cheerfully agreed. And with that the three set off again along the river. 

to be continued!