STORY - The "Wargy" Part 1

Today we bring you a tale regaling one of the first instances of recorded mass conflict in the world of Lust Quest. The "War Orgy" otherwise known as the "Wargy" Penned by the infamous Malic the Scholar. Malic's written up this lovely series and I hope you enjoy the journey of it all. We're planning on including small novella updates like these in future content updates, so let us know what you think!

Small LQ Ice update before the story though:

Most large bugs from LQ: Ice have been fixed (that I and patrons bug testing have caught) so we're just missing some art assets and, barring any strange circumstances, are looking at a hard July 12th release date for the completed LQ: Ice experience. Around two weeks after that will be a public release on Itch.io and Newgrounds, look forward to it. And now... "The Wargy part 1"

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What had begun as the internment of sex raiders had evolved into an open conflict. The Wolf Tribes of the woods were fast to unify against the Rabbit rulership. So set was the stage, a thousand plus wolves set to storm the largest city in the world. Its lubricant factories famous the world over for their product, a product the wolves had been spurred into wanting for themselves.

Prince Mince stood atop the walls, a tight revealing uniform drew many a mutinous eye towards his button tail. Having to nearly fuck a few would be traitors made preparations difficult, but half spent he managed to reach the top of the walls unsullied with lust. Turning towards his vulpine lover and second in command he asked a simple question.

“Is the wolfsbone prepared?”

“At your command it is to be dumped atop the lubricant moat,” said the priestess with a playful bow and a kiss.

“Excellent,” replied the prince, nearly spent over all the attention he had been getting up till then,” the day is to be won. It’s just a question of how many of these wolves will get to have their way with me.”

“As always I see many males in your future,” said the priestess with a playful smile.

“Superb, tell the men, the ones on our side that is, tell them to begin grinding the wolfsbone. When they charge the walls  only then begin to dump the freshly ground herb into the moat.”

“For optimal aromatic efficacy, of course, I’ll send the word along,” said the priestess, turning her tail towards Prince Mince.

“Tell me though, how did you come by such an abundance at so short a notice?” asked the Prince.

“A lady never tells,” said the priestess with a swish of her tail.

So strode the proud fox, a warm smile on her face as she graced the troops with both her presence and the order. Even though it was an aromatic herbal weapon targeted at the wolves it was hard to resist the sensation as the grinding began. The smell was divinely arousing, pleasant in just about every way one might describe. Gentle on the snout, and excessively exciting.

Steeling herself to the scent of the wolfsbone she managed to make her rounds without getting too involved with any one particular guard. Both herself and those she came in contact with managed to persist in the state of pent up need that often pervaded battles such as these. She and those amongst her would have to resist for now, especially if the day was to be won.

Returning to Prince Mince the vixen priestess offered him up another kiss. This made the rabbit blush all the more deeply. 

Quite a bit of Lust energy was building up now, at this point the wolves were already beginning to smell the wolfsbone. Desperation would follow. Then action. It was all going according to plan.

End of Part 1