Astral's Assembles

Tasty Maggots

They begand to examine the area, Santo saw the dog and approached it, he couldn't help but notice its friendly demeanor, despite the strange circumstances. He reached out a hand to pet it, and the dog eagerly leaned into his touch, its tail wagging furiously. However, Santo's attention was drawn to something peculiar – the dog's head was wet, while the rest of its body remained dry.

Curiosity piqued, Kortazan stepped forward and rapped firmly on the door of the house. Moments later, the door creaked open, revealing an elderly woman standing in the doorway. She had long white hair that cascaded down her shoulders, and she wore a scarf wrapped snugly around her neck.

The woman regarded the group with a warm smile, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, well, what do we have here?" she greeted, her voice soft and melodious. "You're a curious bunch, aren't you?"

Aneira glanced at Kortazan before stepping forward, a friendly grin on her face. "We're just passing through," she explained, gesturing to the forest behind them. "We stumbled upon your house and couldn't help but be intrigued."

The woman chuckled softly, nodding in understanding. "Of course, of course," she replied, her smile never faltering. "Well, you're welcome to come in if you like. I was just about to put the kettle on for tea."

The group exchanged uncertain glances, unsure of whether to accept the woman's invitation. But there was something about her demeanor that made them unsure.

"And...a pie perhups?" She said before Kortazan began stepping forward to follow her inside. The rest of the them followed suit, they couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this encounter than met the eye.

As the group settled inside the cozy house, the delicious aroma of freshly baked pie wafted through the air, enticing Kortazan and Toroz munched on it. They savored each bite, their expressions reflecting pure bliss as they enjoyed the homemade treat.

Meanwhile, the rest of the group sat nearby, but their attention was elsewhere. The woman, standing by the doorframe, observed them with a keen eye, her gaze lingering on each member of the group in turn. A sense of unease settled over them, and they couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

Outside, Santo remained hesitant, his reluctance palpable as he stood on the threshold. The woman engaged him in conversation, her soothing voice coaxing him to join the others inside. But Santo remained adamant, his distrust evident as he voiced his concerns.

The exchange continued for a while, the tension mounting with each passing moment. Eventually, Santo relented, his resolve weakening as he reluctantly stepped over the threshold and into the house. Despite his outward compliance, he remained on edge, his senses on high alert as he surveyed his surroundings.

After a few moments, Santo excused himself under the guise of needing to use the bathroom. As he made his way upstairs, his footsteps quiet and deliberate, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. With each creak of the floorboards beneath his feet, his apprehension grew, and he steeled himself for whatever he might uncover.

As Santo explored the upper floor of the house, his eyes scanned the various rooms, searching for any clues or signs of the woman's intentions. His footsteps echoed softly on the wooden floorboards as he moved from room to room, his senses on high alert.

As he entered what appeared to be the woman's bedroom, his curiosity got the better of him. He approached the dresser and gently pulled open one of the drawers, revealing its contents. Among the neatly folded clothes and trinkets, his eyes fell upon an object that caused him to raise an eyebrow in surprise – a dildo made of obsidian.

A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he reached out and picked up the unusual item. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he mused to himself, his tone laced with amusement and a hint of disgust. Without a second thought, he declared, "Mine now," before casually slipping the obsidian dildo into his bag for no fucking reason.