An Extra Cushiony Council SCRIPT

Route 2. Read the previous part "Varra's Vision" Here -------

Varra and Lyrielle travel rapidly, Lyrielle uses a Druid spell and makes a Spider like creature out of trees and earth  to travel fast. Varra practices teleporting (shade walking)  and tries to talk to her Divine Parent but can’t. Lyrielle pulls out a pair of panties and Varra is confused. Lyrielle tells her to turn around and Varra does. Lyrielle puts the panties on and  her ass shrinks down to just a bit bigger than Varra’s. Varra is dumbfounded and can’t believe Lyrielle bought enchanted panties. Lyrielle says that Holding Undergarmnets are very useful for fighters and people that need to move a lot and do not wish to deal with their assets! Though she is blushing furiously.

Varra laughs and teases her and the continue onwards.

They come across two adventure groups fighting, Lyrielle says one has betrayed the other. Varra meditates and asks if they should kill or capture them. Lyrielle says capture. Varra stealthily runs into the combat and slices each member of the betrayer team. Her Dagger is coated with Living Tomb fungus gel, the betrayers are paralyzed for hours. The team is scared of them a bit but thanks them. They head together to the nearby outpost, where two elves are waiting with a Gate for Lyrielle to teleport. Varra is surprised and Lyrielle says she is her companion and they will go together. The elves accept and they are teleported to the High Elf Nation deep in the Sea of Trees. Lyrielle pairs with Varra so she can cast Message on her to monitor her. Casts spells on her to make suire she can handle Lyrielle’s gas temporarily.

Lyrielle Parents talk to her, Dad still weird to her. Brother was banished for attacking the heir. OIder sisters covered for Lyrielle. Lyrielle is surprised and very thankful. Greets her little brother and sister, and thanks her two older sisters.

Council meeting begins. Lyrielle already stressed a bit, a few small toots going through portal to Varra’s stomach. Council meeting starts off easy. Say that with the Sylvelm heir returned they will ask her input on new events.

First they ask about her brother and her side of the story. She says that she never meant to usurp her brother, and she never wished for a rift to form between them. She asks that amnesty be given to him if possible. She says that he attacked her with Paralysis and attempted to attack her with something else and record her shame to have her removed as Heir, and in her fury she broke the paralysis and attacked him with a crystal lance. She admits that she was terrified after realizing what she had done, and she ran away. The council talks about her for a moment as her anxiety builds before they state they understand. Judgement was already passed by her father and it is up to him to undo the banishment on her older brother. Lyrielle is sent home for the day and Varra is permitted to enter their home. Lyrielle and Varra talk and Varra teases but is genuinely worried about how much gas her ass can make!

The next day comes and Lyrielle has an extremely light meal as the council will be having her sit as an actual member since she was deemed worthy after yesterday’s talk. The spells are all set up on Varra again and she quickly escapes to secret place.

First they talk about what they should do with the Beastkin in the south that are still attacking at times. Lyrielle says they should do the same thing she suggested the last time the beast kin attacked. Send a strong Elf Warrior or sympathizer out to fight their Tribe Kings and  kill or placate them with a show of strength. Lyrielle’s stomach aches a bit and she lets loose a bit more gas into Varra. Still controlling it a lot, and careful not to let out too much. Trying to ignore the relief of it, and the stress already building up. Next the council tells her that The Black Death was seen heading deep into the Great Rizzack Forest, and they wish to know her thoughts on the matter as she has traveled outside the Elven Realm for two years. She says that the Golden Emperor is kind and caring to allies and unrelenting to enemies , and the prince is the same as his father. They have made good on their word to not attack any country that did not attack first, even if they have turned three nearby cities and a country into vassal states, as well as opening a small section of the second city to demons, and making a church for the Golden Mother. Just as the Golden Emperor said, as long as people pay taxes and obey the laws, anyone is welcome no matter the species.

Lyrielle’s stomach grumbles as a few booty bombs lazily slip into Varra. Varra meanwhile is farting nonstop and her asshole is already sore from constant pink farts. Her stomach a muffintop as she belches and farts Lyrielle’s gas. Lyrielle says that if the black death and the golden prince travelled into the Sea of Trees, they were probably trying to coax a great spirit into mobing to the Empire’s Holy Garden.

Next they tell her that the Nephilim Rubedo has gone missing. Lyrielle’s eyes go wide as a few butt bombs blast into Varra. Lyrielle struggles not to wince or moan from the sudden firing of farts from her wonderful behind. Varra’s stomach inflates as she shrieks and farts even harder, feeling like her asshole is tearing. Lyrielle’s defensive spells keeping her together however.

Next they tell Lyrielle that a Female Revenant has appeared to the far north, on their side of the Shadow Mountains. Lyrielle’s stomach rumbles and her stress hit’s it’s peak as she can’t stop farting now. Shifting uncomfortably and desperatly trying not to fart. Stress and relief making her asshole refuse to close as Varra’s belly balloons. Varra belching and farting nearly ten feet  in every direction as her stomach swells to the size of a yoga ball.

The council says the Revenant has been completely peaceful, however she demands only one person approach her at a time or she will attack. The Revenant will not give her name, but says she means no harm and is simply waiting for a person who she will give a message to. Lyrielle asks if the revenant named the person but she has not.

Varra’s skin is glowing orange and green as the spells kick in to prevent her from bursting from all the gas blowing her body up. Her asshole is a windtunnel that has stretched and been healed.

Finally the Council asks for Lyrielle’s father’s choice on what to do with Lyrielle, and her own choice. Lyrielle nearly whimpers as her ass loses all control. But she knows if she keeps farting so much Varra will explode even with her spells! Lyrielle adjusts herself and sits firmly on her asshole to plug it up. Feeling the pressure building by the second as her ass threatens to send her flying into the ceiling. Lyrielle’s Father says that she is the Heir. As such, it is up to her. Lyrielle tries to talk but can barely keep from moaning. Visibly blushing and ears twitching. The council all looks at her and decides this is enough questioning for the young elf. She has already proven herself and can leave as they deliberate on her opinions. Lyrielle nods and visibly wobbles out of the hall. Lyrielle quickly casts spells on her stomach and cuts off the portal spell to Varra. Lyrielle hurries to where Varra is and apologizes as Varra has fainted, her ass steaming pink and a few branches knocked off.

Lyrielle hurries herself and goes deeper into secret place. Farts for ten minutes, a four minute straight fart knocking down a few small trees and several deep gashes in the great trees from the force of her flatulence as Lyrielle actually cums from the relief. Deeply disgusted and embarrassed with herself and grateful to Varra for bearing with so much of her gas.

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