CatDance #5

“Oh, don’t feel bad H,” Udaran said sincerely as they were leaving. This is a wonderful place, but you’ve got to understand it can get a little boring.“ Then Udaran suggested they all take a dip in the hot tub. "It does seem to be getting to be a traditional thing before momentous adventures,” Kitty admitted. Cheetah added, “And it is the one thing I’m really going to miss!”
After the area had been cleared of male guards, as was traditional when the hot tub would be in use, K’rristurned to go down as well when Ubergard stopped him. “And where do you think you’re going?” K’rris looked at the girls confused. “I’m… but you’re going to the hot tub right?” “Do you suppose that if we’re naked, your guard duty is going to be avoided? We’re not going to be in this ultra-secure valley you know!”
“Besides, if you’re going to be staying at the castle, you’re going to be one of us.” Ubergard continued. “But…” the Khajiit protested. “Look K’rris,” Udaran put her arm around the large male, ushering him towards the bath. “Let’s be honest here. You’re going to be surrounded by tits, pussies and female tails, both Khajiit and Argonian. There’s just no getting around it. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to have to live being worried that a nipple might slip out within your view sometime. If you get an erection every time I bend over, don’t worry about it. I appreciate the compliment. But that’s your problem, not mine. You might as well get used to it. Now let’s take this armor off.”
Kitty nodded. “She’s right you know. If you’re going to live with us, K’rris, you’re going to need to be ‘one of the girls’. You’ll just happen to be the one with the penis and balls. If you can’t handle it, we’ll need to find someone else. What do you think?” K’rris smiled. “Well, I didn’t take this job because I hated the sight of beautiful females, that’s for sure! If it doesn’t bother you, who am I to complain?”
As Ubergard lowered herself into the water, she caught sight of K’rris’ appreciative glance. “Like Udaran said, I’ll not protest your natural reaction, K’rris. But do remember who is your boss. Naked or armored, you’ll take orders from me. There may only be two of us working guard duty at Castle Kitty, but you’re clear about who outranks whom, right?” K’rris looked downward, reflexively. “I am clear,” he acknowledged convincingly.
“That’s right. I may have big tits, but I’m still your superior. Don’t forget it.” “Not going to happen, Uber!” K’rris perked up.
Suddenly he felt something warm wrap around his manhood. “Aww, don’t be so hard on him Uber,” Cheetah purred. “He can’t help it!” “Cheetah, let go of his cock,” Udaran sighed. “Jealous?” Cheetah laughed.
“No, I just don’t want to get second-hand-pregnant.” “Wha? Oh! Really? You think that could happen?” Cheetah said, snatching her hand away as if stung and jumping up out of the water.
Udaran shrugged, “Who knows?” Udaran shrugged. “Oh relax. Probably not. But it’s also rude to grab someone’s cock without asking first. You wouldn’t want someone thrusting their finger into you without your consent would you?” Cheetah looked at K’rris who nodded. “Yes, Cheetah. Just because I’m male doesn’t mean I am always horny… and even if I am, that I automatically want your attention. We may have less control over our bodies than females, but we still like to imagine we’re in charge of them anyway!”
Cheetah looked embarrassed, “I’m SO sorry K’rris. I won’t do it again. I’m afraid I worked at the Cathouse too long. I have a somewhat distorted understanding of men. When I see a hard-on, my natural reaction is to…” K’rris growled but relented. “It’s ok Cheetah. We all have some adjustments to make.” “But… you won’t, like… in the hot tub?” “Just because I have an erection doesn’t mean I’m going to spew any second Cheetah. I’d think you’d know better than that from the Cathouse!” K’rris complained. “I do know better! Some couldn’t last long enough to get their pants off! But if you feel you’re about to…” “Don’t worry, I’ll just aim for your face, ok?” K’rris smiled maliciously. “Oh, thank you K’rris! It’ll be just like old times!” Cheetah squealed delightedly.

CatDance #4

The next afternoon found Kitty, Ubergard and Muz-Ra heading to the Tails. “…not at all. I think it’s a great idea! So much room going to waste anyway while the girls at the Tails are cramped up and sharing beds. It’s just that… well, I can come with you guys you know. Or I can just stay with the Jarl.”
“Yeah, but I’d rather not leave the castle totally empty while we’re gone anyway. Plus this way you don’t have to stay with the Jarl if you don’t want to,” Kitty pointed out. “But Ubergard, what makes you think K’rris would want to move in?” The giantess smiled, “If Udaran moves out, K’rris will find anyway he can think of to follow. Be assured of that.”
“But she’s… with Cheetah,” Ubergard shrugged it off as of no consequence. “He became infatuated with her from just pictures in the Tails of the Khajiit. I don’t imagine that her lack of interest in him sexually is going to change that.” Kitty scratched her head, “I guess. Can’t end well for him though. But if you’re sure.” Ubergard nodded her confidence.
“Well thanks Kitty,” Muz-Ra continued, “And we could use more life in the castle anyway. I can’t really say I’m dying to go out on another adventure yet honestly. I’m having too much fun with the Jarl, now that we can roam about without having to be secretive.” “I sort of figured so. I hear you are going on a little picnic with him tomorrow.” Muz-Ra sighed. “We’re going up to visit a mountain lake nearby. Yeah, just me, him, and about 20 soldiers and Irileth. It’ll be a real intimate date.”
Kitty laughed, “20 soldiers! Wow, you’re really getting promiscuous!” Muz-Ra closed her eyes, “Ah, the good old days. Too bad Jarly’s not that adventurous. I told him Irileth could join, but I got the clear impression that he’d rather have the 20 soldiers than one Irileth.” “Hmm. Odd relationship there. I’m surprised he can get it up with guards stationed all around!”.
“Once again you underestimate me Kitty! When we make love, he’ll be able to think of nothing but me! I call it my ‘Total Immersion with Surround Sound’ technique.” “Sounds like some sort of language study.” “Close! Well, it is lingual anyway. See, I cover his ears with my thighs and all his remaining senses are then focused on my…”
“Excuse me Red, but we’re here,” Ubergard said with her impeccable timing.“I’m going to go talk to K’rris.” Kitty and Muz-Ra found Udaran and Cheetah lounging at a table outside the underground bathhouse. After initial hugs and greetings, Kitty explained her proposal to them. It took no persuasion at all to convince the two lovers to move into the castle and away from H’s hideaway. The Tails certainly was luxurious and secure, but even with the open and tolerant attitude, it’s total lack of privacy made the two keen to escape to Kitty’s castle. They all then went to talk to H.
“So, you want to take away my two best models to stay with you in your castle? Surely you can see my concern,” H protested. “Well, it’s not like we’d really be away H,” Udaran corrected the owner of the Tails. “We’d be back whenever you need us.” “Still, there’s the matter of protection,” H countered. “Here in the valley our security…”
Ubergard and K’rris chose that moment to step into the room. “We have an idea about that too…” Kitty smiled, turning to the newcomers.
“Wait! You propose to take my best guard too?!” H’s eyes went wide.
K’rris spoke up then. “H. Be reasonable. You and I both know this valley could be defended by a Skeever with a slingshot. You don’t need me. Kitty does.” H sighed. “Well dammit you aren’t slaves you know. I can’t make you stay here. But K’rris, while the girls will still get paid for their work, I don’t run a charity house here. If you leave you’ll no longer be in my employ.” “He’ll in mine,” Kitty nodded.
“And you Cheetah? You haven’t said much. You want to move out too?” “Oh H, you know that where Udaran goes, I go too!” “Alright then. I’ll post your shooting schedules a week in advance, girls, so you’ll know when you’re expected to be here.” Both Udaran and Cheetah nodded happily, Cheetah letting out a squeak of excitement.

CatDance #3

When finally the Khajiit and the Bard returned, somewhat disheveled but laughing, Ubergard looked up with a smile. “A new position?” she surmised. Mikael smiled mischievously at Ubergard. “Every time I learn something new. Tonight, I got a very up-close and personal examination of the exact spot where the Khajiit tail meets the Khajiit butt.” Kitty added, “and what precisely happens when you scratch it there!” Ubergard, long used to such sexual details by now since living with Kitty and even moreso with Red, just smiled and nodded, as if she had a clue about what they meant. “Well, let’s be going back to the castle, Uber. Mikael, if I don’t see you before then, I’ll see you in a week!”
“Goodbye Kitty,” he said, giving her a big hug. “Goodbye Uber,” he said, making sure to give her an even bigger hug to match her stature. “You know, you really don’t have to do that every time, Mikael,” Ubergard said, noting the scent of female Khajiit all over him and finding it somehow reassuring. “Oh, it’s just a hug Uber. Besides, every time I see you I can’t resist shoving my face in there!” Ubergard smiled, knowing full well there was a bit of truth to that. He was male after all. “Goodbye Mikael. See you in a few days.” “I’m already looking forward to it!”
With that, the two left the tavern and began the walk back to Kitty’s castle. “Say, did Mikael ever tell you what that ‘proposal’ business was all about?” “No, now that you mention it. Why?” Kitty turned up to look at Ubergard. “No matter, I’m sure he’ll tell us when we’re on our way.” “Think Red is back yet?” “Not likely. She usually doesn’t get back till daybreak…” Kitty nodded, smiling. “…and then sleeps all day!”
“She sure has been in a good mood though since she started seeing the Jarl again. Kitty, I really think she will move out eventually. Have you considered taking on more help around the castle?” Kitty nodded agreement. “Yeah, it’s probably just a matter of time now that things are going well for her. Someone from the Tails do you think? Maybe Cheetah and Udaran?” “Probably. We know them best, and you wouldn’t want to invite someone that you later find you don’t get along with. I’m sure H wouldn’t mind a couple less mouths to feed and they could easily still work there.”
“Think they’d be interested?” “Only one way to know for sure. You certainly have space for them. But I’m also thinking we could use someone else to help me with security too.”
“Oh? Who do you have in mind?” “K’rris would be my choice. He seems to be capable and is comfortable with females obviously. Assuming H would part with him and that you don’t mind a male living in the castle with us of course.” “I’d run it by Udaran first, but if she’s ok with it, he always seemed like a pretty level-headed sort. For a male.” “Maybe we should drop by tomorrow and talk to H?” Kitty nodded, brightening up as they climbed the outer stairs. “It would be great to have more people here. And I can’t see Red having any problem with it. In fact, if they move in soon she may not need to lean on the Jarl while we’re gone. I’m sure she’d prefer that.”
“So… um… do you suppose…” Kitty stammered. “Feeling lonely already?” “Kinda. It comes and goes, but I would appreciate having someone to stay with me tonight. It feels emptier without Red.” Ubergard nodded and followed Kitty to her room. “I’m sorry Uber. I can’t help it. I just feel so much better with someone beside me.” “Don’t tell anyone, but I do too. You really don’t need to apologize.”
Kitty was surprised at this uncharacteristically vulnerable side of Ubergard. “You? Honestly?” “Oh, sure. Once I get comfortable with someone like you and Red, I’m really not all that much different than you two you know.” Kitty nodded as she put her outfit away and changed into her nightgown. “Well thank you Ubergard. But… one thing.” The big Argonian looked down at her curiously. “Yes?” “That armor. I know you don’t like to take it off. But those shoulder guards. They’re pretty hard and pointy.”
Ubergard laughed, “Oh, now you get picky! No problem. I’ve got a bikini I can use as nightwear. Sorry but I’m not Udaran after all. I can’t sleep in the nude.” “Awww,” Kitty feigned disappointment. “And you have such nice pillows too!” Ubergard looked down at herself. “Why thank you for noticing! Yes. Yes, I do!”
It was when Ubergard returned wearing a reptilian bikini that Kitty realized she had only ever seen the giantess in her full armor or stark naked. “Looks nice on you Ubergard! No offense at all, but since you and Muz-Ra shed your last skin, your scales are really beautiful!” Ubergard just smiled in answer and got into her side of the bed. “Goodnight Ubergard. And thanks again.” “It’s truly my pleasure. Goodnight.”
Kitty was soon snoozing lightly while Ubergard watched her breathe. Almost reflexively she stroked the Khajiit’s fur lightly and felt the warm body shift and wriggle a bit closer. Closing her eyes, Ubergard considered her feelings. Not for the first time, she wondered if her own repressed sexuality was more drawn to the feminine or the masculine. She really wasn’t at all sure. She certainly had her own needs and desires, but they tended to be… unspecific when it came to details. Her youth, though not yet gone, was certainly passing. Yet her most passionate desire was to protect those she cared about, not to ravish them herself.
“Well, someday I’ll figure it out I guess.” she finally thought to herself. “For now, this is nice. But tomorrow I’m going to work out harder. This line of thought is too distracting.” With that thought, she enfolded her Khajiit friend in her arms and fell to sleep herself, her last thoughts being,“This is what I am. I’m a natural guard. I protect.“

CatDance #2

Later that night when most of the patrons had left and only the hard-core late night crowd remained, Kitty and Ubergard found themselves sitting at a table in the back with Mikael. “I don’t know how you manage it Kitty! Anywhere else you’d be run out of town in that outfit, but here they love it!” Mikael exclaimed incredulously as the Khajiit modeled tonight’s dancing outfit before him. “It’s like you always say, Mikael, you’ve got to know your audience! And what about you, do you love this outfit?” Kitty asked coyly.
“Do you have to ask? The minute I stand up, it will be obvious! Oh, that reminds me Kitty, do you remember I told you about my annual pilgrimage back to the Bard’s College right?” “You go back to catch up on your skills and meet you’re old tutors, right?” “That’s it. Anyway, I am going back next week. I thought… well, if you are interested anyway, maybe you and Ubergard might want to come with me? I have a proposal I’d like to give to them, and I’d like you to be there for it.”
“You want us to come with you? But surely there’ll be lots of beautiful ladies there. You wouldn’t want your old cat from Whiterun to ruin your amorous adventures now would you?” Kitty jibed playfully. Their’s was a long running affair, but neither had any illusions about monogamy. It was a mutually enjoyable relationship, but Kitty knew Mikael had other lovers. She herself had none, but she rather liked the idea that, if ever someone interesting did show up, she wouldn’t lose her friendship if she stopped seeing her good friend romantically. He was, in all the right ways, her best friend with benefits.
“Ah Kitty, yes but not on the road! It’s a long way! But seriously, I really would like you to come. And Ubergard is always welcome – especially when travelling a long distance.” Kitty looked up at the big Argonian. “What do you think, Uber? Up for another trip?”
“Where you go, it is my pleasure to follow Kitty. But what about Red? The castle would be awfully lonely for her while we’re gone.” “Well then she can stay with the Jarl. It’s obvious she’s head-over-heels for him, and vice-versa. It might do her good to know that we can take care of ourselves.” The Argonian nodded in agreement.
“Excellent! I leave early in the morning in seven days time. I’ll meet you at the castle. It’s pretty much on the way anyway.” “It’s a deal. And a really sweet deal for you too now that I think about it.”
“Well, I do look forward to sleeping out in the wilds with a couple of beautiful females like you two, but how do you mean?” “You get free protection AND you get to take your pussy with you!” laughed Kitty, provocatively lounging in the chair Mikael just vacated. “Well, yes… there is that. Figured that out, did you?”
“Yes, silly, just don’t think I didn’t know what’s in it for you! But… would you mind staying monogamous for this trip? I mean it. You know I’m not the jealous type, but I’d rather not have to see it you know.” “Kitty, you might be surprised just how ‘yours’ I already am.” “Oh stop. Just for this trip. I’ll make sure you don’t miss it too much.”
“Oh? And how will you do that?” “Come up to the bedroom and I’ll show you!”
With that, Kitty and Mikael left Ubergard. Ubergard was not offended. She had long ago accepted, and then even began to appreciate her special role in her friend’s lives. Always a background presence, ready to come to the rescue should violence suddenly present itself. Others surely would resent that, but such was her personality that she actually loved it. She was the rock that they could depend on, and she was happy to be that rock. Even if sometimes it meant that she was left alone on occasions like this. However, in reality she was somewhat softer than a rock, even if she wouldn’t admit it.

CatDance #1

“Really Red, I don’t understand why you don’t just go ahead and move in with the Jarl. Everyone knows you and he are lovers!” Kitty said as the three lounged around up on the battlements, once again admiring the sunset.
“It’s just… we’re so happy right now, I’m just afraid constant daily life with each other might kill the romance,” Muz-Ra replied. “Or it just might turn into something deeper you know.”
“Well, we’re in no hurry. We’ll get there eventually. Or maybe we won’t.” “That’s ok, as long as you know that there’s nothing tying you down to live here. You’re really not even an employee anymore. After all, you outrank me now Lady Muz-Ra!”
“Oh, don’t give me that. You’ve just hit on why I’m not ready to move in permanently yet. There’s all that… protocol! I hate it! And really, I still value my independence. Plus…” “What?” “You and Ubergard… You’re my family!”
“Oh Red, and you are ours and always will be! You don’t have to live with us for that.” “Would it help if I said I like it here?” “Sure. I shouldn’t pry. You and the Jarl have your own ways. I just want you to be happy.”
“And that’s just it. I am happy, and so is Balgruuf. I’d hate to do anything that might change that.” “Like marriage?” Ubergard asked, speaking up for the first time.
Red sighed. “Well, yeah. That too. I mean, what’s the point of marriage when you can’t have kids?” “Commitment?” offered Ubergard.
Muz-Ra just shrugged and they all spent a long time just looking up at the sky enjoying each other’s company in silence. It was a family… of a sort, Kitty mused.
Finally Muz-Ra rose. "Well, I’d better get going. Mustn’t keep the Jarl waiting!“ "Ok. We’ll be at the Bannered Mare if you ever manage to tear yourself away from him!” laughed Kitty. “Thanks, but if I ever do leave to meet you guys there, its because he tore himself away from me!”
“Well… see you in the morning then.” Kitty said as Muz-Ra headed out of the balcony. “Have a good time!” Ubergard called. “You too Uber, Kitty. Say ‘hi’ to Mikael for me.

Queen Muz-Ra #21 (conclusion)

The next morning, Irileth posted a notice in the marketplace that the Jarl would come out to give an announcement at noon. When that time finally came, both the Jarl and Muz-Ra, now clad in her favorite gold bikini, came out from Dragonsreach and walked together down the stairs to the last landing, where the people waited in anticipation of the news.
“Citizens of Whiterun and people of the realm. I have the honor today to introduce you to my close friend, the Argonian, Muz-Ra of Castle Kitty. I suspect most of you have seen her before. A lot of her.” A short cheer came up from the crowd before the Jarl gestured for quiet again.
“As some of you may have surmised by events yesterday, for some time this lady has been my lover. Because she is an Argonian, in my stupidity I kept this a secret. My mistake was not believing in you, my loyal subjects, to accept this relationship as real, meaningful and acceptable.” The Jarl paused for a moment.
“Yesterday, the brave and extremely buxom lady… (at this another cheer came from the crowd, though mostly from the men) …as well as you, showed me how wrong I was. But there is more… Two days ago, I sent a letter to her, offering her a marriage proposal.” At this, another cheer sounded, but this time from male and female alike.
“But…” the Jarl began, though he had to repeat himself to get the crowd to quiet down. “ BUT, yesterday I was heartbroken to learn that my proposal was rejected.” “Aww!” came the answering response from the people and faces turned decidedly down. “Rejected… until such a time that the Argonian and Khajiit people of my domain can live in peace and equality with the rest of you loyal citizens.”
“I intend to see that day happen. To that end, today I have rescinded the wrong-headed and divisive law excluding access to the city of Whiterun to all Khajiit and Argonians who wish to visit or reside here. This change may be met with resistance by some, but I believe it is the right and proper thing to do for the tailed subjects of my realm.”
“Further, for my love for her and for her courage and faith in you, my Whiterun citizens, which I lacked – I have bequeathed upon her the official title of Lady and Consort of the Jarl. I expect all the citizens in my realm to treat her with the respect such a royal title infers. Thank you all for coming. That is all.” Once again, the crowd yelled their approval as the Jarl turned to Muz-Ra and kissed her. Then together, the couple turned towards Dragonsreach.
As the Jarl and Muz-Ra, the new Consort of the Jarl, turned back up the stairs, she caught a voice she recognized. Muz-Ra turned back to look at the crowd, now dispersing. Then she noticed two figures who had been at the back. Both had tails. One, small, clad in black and fur. The other unusually tall and covered in scales and tight-fitting black mail.
Muz-Ra waived back at her friends. “I’ll be back at the castle in a couple of days!” she called to them, adding “IF I CAN STILL WALK!
The Jarl gave her a sharp slap on her butt. "Ok, ok! I’m going!” she yelped and laughed, and the two walked back up to Dragonsreach to continue their Un-Honeymoon. *…The End of Queen Muz-Ra. More stories to come after a short hiatus.*

Queen Muz-Ra #20

“Irileth? Are you OK?” Muz-Ra asked, a bit concerned for the Dunmer. Surprisingly, Irileth gave Muz-ra a strong hug!“ Oh Muz-Ra. You’ve really done it now!” “Do you think it will help?” “What, you mean help inter-species relationships? Oh, I don’t know. But on behalf of all non-Nords in Skyrim, I thank you for your bravery. I may end up having to behead you, but one thing I can promise – you won’t be forgotten even so. Not after that display! ” Muz-Ra sighed. “No, I’d say not. I’d like to see the Jarl though.”
Irileth composed herself somewhat. “Oh, he’s on his way. Word arrived just a few minutes ago about the ‘crazy Argonian’ riding through town naked.” “Say, would you mind returning this horse to Skulvar? I couldn’t afford to buy it outright. And make sure to get my gold bikini back from him, ok?” “It will be an honor. I might just buy her myself. If the worst should happen, know that you have my utmost respect anyway. It was a risky but noble effort. Only time will tell if it had any effect.”
The door swung out and the Jarl himself emerged, eyes wide when he saw the crowd on the steps below, but changing to a look of shock and awe at Red standing before him, naked to the world and looking back at him defiantly. “Hello Balgruuf. I… I had to do it if we were ever going to become anything but midnight lovers, I had to break that stupid law and make them see me as an equal. No matter what happens, I refuse to regret it. If you were serious… if you really want me to be your wife, they have to deal with it. Better get everything out in the open now when you can still change your mind.” “Are you quite finished?” Balgruff asked, with a stern look on his face. “Well… um… yes!” she finally said, striking a resolute stance.
“You defy my laws, you ride through the town like a harlot, you ignore my letters, and now you stand defiant before me as if what you did was right?” Muz-Ra was undaunted by his tirade. “Yes, I did all of those things, and I was right.” “Do you know what you sound like to me, Muz-Ra?” “No, Balgruuf. What do I sound like to you?”
“You sound like a queen.” And with that, the Jarl took Muz-Ra up in his arms, laughed and carried her to the stairway where he kissed her in full sight of the watching crowd below.
The cheer from the crowd drowned out their words to each other, but Muz-Ra stepped down and bowed to the crowd in acknowledgement, then turned back to the Jarl.
Leaping into his arms and straddling strongly him with her legs, she nuzzled him under his chin, eyes closed. The cheer was renewed as Muz-Ra whispered to him, “an Argonian kiss, Jarlyhorse.”
When he carried her back into Dragonsreach, the cheering became almost deafening. Before she had passed within though, she nodded to Irileth to remind her of Ice, and the Housecarl took the reins and began walking the white horse back to the stables.
Later, the crowd had dispersed and the news traveled quickly of the events in Whiterun that day. The stories told, though, did not go into detail on what activities the Jarl and the Argonian enjoyed within their chambers inside Dragonsreach, but the adults had a pretty good idea.
Regardless, no one saw the Jarl or the Argonian till the next morning and there were no beheadings that day.

Queen Muz-Ra #19

“3000 wouldn’t pay for th…” he began, but Muz-Ra interrupted him. “For just the day. Then I’ll bring her back to you and you’ll have 3000 septims AND the horse.” Skulvar looked at her. She was serious!“Let’s get out of the sun. Step under here. Now, what guarantee do I have that you’ll bring her back?” “3000 septims. Do you often have people offer you 3000 septims for renting a horse for a day?” The horse trader considered that, but finally shook his head. “Sorry, but I need something as security. 10,000 may be a little bit inflated, but she’s still very valuable and worth a lot more than 3000.”
“She’s worth 6000 at most and we both know it…” Skulvar nodded slightly and smiled, “Unless I find a rich noble with a spoiled daughter.” Muz-Ra thought and had an idea. “How about a solid gold bikini?” “A WHAT?” Muz-Ra showed him the bikini. “I’ve had it tested. It’s made of flexible gold. Nothing else like it in the world. It’s one of a kind.”
“Hold on a second, let me test it.” he said, and dug out a small vial. “You have your own gold testing kit?!” Muz-Ra asked incredulously. “Listen lady, in this business it’s a requirement!” He poured a drop onto the bikini. It instantly turned from clear to a deep blue. His eyes went wide.“Well I’ll be damned. You’ve got yourself a deal lady!” “Ok, but when I return the horse, you have to return the bikini.” Skulvar nodded.
Soon she had the horse and was walking it away from the stables. “Wait lady! That way goes into Whiterun!” “I know.” “The guards will never let you in you know.” “Oh, I think they will. Thank you, she’s beautiful! I’ll have her back before dark. Oh! I forgot to ask. What’s her name?” “We call her Ice.” “Well, hello Ice!” Muz-Ra spoke to the big beast.
As she approached the guards at the main door, she recognized her old lover, Ken. “Halt!” he said, then came up to her. “Red, you know you aren’t supposed to come in during the day by the gate.” “Oh jeeze Ken, I’m bringing this horse to the Jarl. It won’t fit in by the back door. I’ve got to go in this way.” Ken looked at the fine animal, obviously meant for nobility. “Alright, but knock the password. They told us we are to let you in if you knocked the password. They didn’t say which door. If I get in trouble, I can point that out.” “Thank you Ken. Now bend over.” “What?!” “Bend over and I’ll knock the damned thing on your head!” Ken obligingly did so.Muz-Ra rolled her eyes, but knocked the password on his helmet anyway.
Ken looked to the other guard, who nodded, and they let her pass. Once inside in the darkness of the interior of the wall, Muz-Ra quickly removed her dress and stashed it behind a pillar. “Well, old girl. I guess this is it,” said the naked Argonian. “You’re nude. I’m nude. Let’s go be exhibitionists, Ice!”
And with that, she mounted the horse, took a deep breath, and began forward at a slow pace across the entrance bridge. Heads began to turn her way. First at the unusual white horse inside the city, then recognizing what was riding on it. Then mouths began to drop. As she rode very slowly by, she nodded in greeting to the gawkers. Mothers covered their childrens eyes. Wives covered their bulging husbands genitals, and husbands just stared. The slow motion of the horse’s pace caused her boobs to bounce laviciously. Soon, people were coming out of their houses to look, or peeping out of their windows. No one, not even the guards – who by now were following along with the townspeople – even thought to block her progress.
She rode slowly around the well in the center of the marketplace where business had come to a halt. Behind her, a crowd was forming, matching her slow but relentless ride up to the cloud district. Even the insane Talos worshipper stopped his incessent screed and stood slack-jawed looking at the naked Argonian, tits bouncing and riding bareback. The warriors of Jorrvaskr stood at their wall, with some of the warrior women as fascinated as the men. To all these she nodded and spoke words of greeting in a casual and friendly manner before ascending the steps that led to Dragonsreach.
As she neared the great doors to the Jarl’s palace, she saw Irileth standing at the door with both guards to her sides. Muz-Ra rode slowly up to the Housecarl of Dragonsreach. “Hello Irileth.” she said calmly.
At this, the Housecarl lost her composure. But instead of shouting or ordering her guards to arrest the Argonian, she started to laugh. It was a strange sound. One that shocked not only Muz-Ra, but even the guards themselves. Not because it was an unusual laugh; it sounded just like the laugh of anyone; but because it came from Irileth herself. An event that had never been seen since she had arrived to become Jarl Balgruuf’s Housecarl years before. It was a sound that no one ever expected to hear in their lifetime.

Queen Muz-Ra #18

“I knew you would be, and thank you Ubergard,” Muz-Ra said, sincerely. But inwardly she knew that Ubergard was thinking of a danger some months down the line at a potential wedding, not this very day. “Well, that’s alright. I don’t need to involve my friends in my idiotic scheme,” she thought.
Kitty returned and leaned on the table. “Thanks for cooking Kitty! It was very good.” “Oh, no problem at all. I may not be able to make a souffle, but I can whip up a basic breakfast no problem!” “Well, it was just perfect. I especially like the strawberries!” Kitty nodded, “Gotta have something healthy in there…”
“Kitty, about that horse…” “Oh! You need some gold, right? How much do you think? And don’t worry if it’s outrageous, you get what you want. But… do you even know how to keep a horse? We’ve got stables outside but I don’t think Uber or I know anything about them.” “I’ll figure it out. Maybe I’ll hire someone. Plenty of your tenants have horses, I’m sure they’d love to make some extra septims by helping.” “Ok… so how much do you think? Most horses run around 1000 septims.”
“I think I’ll need about 3000.” Kitty tried not to show any shock at the amount. This Argonian had saved her life, probably more than once. She had no right at all to complain. But 3000 septims would almost buy a warhorse, if they had any in Skyrim. “You’ve got it,” she responded with as much normality as possible. “I know it’s too much Kitty.” “Red, you’ve never asked for much, and you spend next to nothing on yourself. I can’t imagine why you suddenly got it into your head to own a horse, but if keeping a horse is what you want, then you’ll get it.” “Thank you so much Kitty!” “Oh relax, I’ll earn that in a few weeks. Now let me go and I’ll bring it now.”
An hour later, Kitty had given her the money and Muz-Ra was on her way to the Whiterun Stables dressed in the dress she’d first used in Dragonsreach. She’d brought along her gold bikini just in case. Though both Ubergard and Kitty had offered to come along and help her choose a horse, Muz-Ra had been insistent upon going alone. Now she found herself oddly at peace. “I guess once you’ve made up your mind to do something like this, it’s actually quite simple!”
A few minutes later, she was talking with Skulvar, the horse trader. “Skulvar,” she stated matter-of-factly, “I need a horse. A special horse.” “Say, you’re that Argonian that lives with Kitty at the castle, right?” “Yup, that’s me. Muz-Ra, though everyone just calls me Red.” “Hehe… for that snout, right? Ah you lizards, got the weirdest names.”
Suddenly Muz-Ra stepped very close to the horse trader and said quietly but with obvious menace, “I am not a lizard. I am an Argonian.” She opened her mouth to reveal her sharp and carnivorous teeth, then continued, “See these teeth? They could rip your head from your neck before you could scream. Lizards don’t have teeth like these. See the difference?” The stunned man backed away, eyes wide. “I… Yes! I’m sorry, I won’t make that mistake again!”
“Now that we’ve got that straight, can we get back to horses?” Skulvar gulped, but the possibility of a sale soon overcame his sudden fear and they resumed horse-trading… “C… come and take a look at my stock… Muz-Ra. I’ve got some really fine horses ya know. Maybe not all that fast, but they can take a beating and the snow too. You going on a trip?” “You might say that. A very short trip though. But I know which horse I want.” “Oh? Which one?” “The white one.” “You mean the Grey?” “No… the White.”
The merchant looked at her askance. “Oh, you don’t want that one. She’s not built for riding in the wilds. She’s meant for royalty. You know, you can’t find many pure-white horses like her. We don’t even keep her in the stables with the other horses at night. I know she’s a fine looking horse. Best I’ve ever seen. But she’s just not cut out for tramping through the mountains. She’s bred for prancing around a parade ground. A real show horse. She wouldn’t last two minutes against a pack of wolves.”
Muz-Ra patiently waited for his protest to conclude before continuing, “I want her. How much?” Skulvar raised an eyebrow. Internally he was calculating. This Argonian was nuts, but she did live in a castle. Very likely she had access to serious money. “You’re going to think I’m gouging you, but I need 10,000 septims for that horse.” Muz-Ra smiled. “I’ll give you 3000.”

Queen Muz-Ra #17

“Wow. You must really know how to sex up your men!” Kitty laughed. “Oh, I know how to do that all right! I tell you, it’s all in the prostate!” she laughed back, looking forward to the disgusted look she expected from Ubergard. “So, what are you going to do?” Ubergard asked, ignored the jibe. “Something,” she replied.
Then, changing the subject, she turning to Kitty and asked, “Kitty, you know I don’t ask for much, but I need some money.” “Money? How much money?” “Enough to buy a horse.” “A horse? What on earth do you need a horse for?” Muz-Ra obviously ignored the question and continued on, “A pretty horse. An expensive horse.”
“Well… you know you can have anything you need. Sure. Get yourself the best horse you can find!” Muz-Ra thanked her sincerely, then bid her friends goodnight. “A bit early to turn in yet, don’t you think?” asked Kitty. Muz-Ra again smiled her mysterious smile. “Well, a girl needs her beauty sleep. Tomorrow’s going to be an interesting day”. Kitty looked to Ubergard, who just shrugged.
The day dawned clear and mild as Muz-Ra opened one eye, then closed it and decided to stay in bed. She knew that what she was planning today was risky. Possibly even deadly. But her mind was set on this course of action after she had received Balgruuf’s proposal, and she had already accepted that the consequences must fall where they would. But by the end of the day, one way or the other, she would have made her statement. And if the worst did happen, she would be damned if she wasn’t going to sleep in late this day!
Later Muz-Ra woke to the smell of bacon and it’s aroma was irresistible. Reluctantly she sat up and looked at the old gold bikini. The bikini was known to be magical, though what it’s real purpose was she didn’t know. But among those unnatural features was the simple fact that it was always clean no matter what abuse she put it through. She sighed as if looking at it for the last time. “Well, I’m afraid I won’t be getting any help from you today. I guess I’ll be on my own.” Then she put on the bikini and stepped out.
While Muz-Ra was the best cook in the castle, the others shared the duties and today it was Kitty making the breakfast. Still clad in her ubiquitous and too-short nightshirt, she was just bringing out a plate when she saw Muz-Ra shuffling into the eating area. While the castle had more than one grand table, obviously meant for feasts and parties, the three occupants had taken to eating at this small table near the kitchen.
“Red! We just finished eating but here’s some if you want it.” “Sure! What did you make?” “Bacon, fried potatoes and eggs with strawberries on the side.” “Scrambled?” The Khajiit smiled and quickly stirred something around vigorously on the plate… “They are now!” Muz-Ra laughed and sat down beside Ubergard.
“Well good morning Ubergard!” she said, feeling very good herself. Kitty sat the plate down in front of her and left to clean up. “Good morning Red. What are you planning to do today?” “Oh, I’m heading over to Dragonsreach. I need to give the Jarl my answer.” “And… what is that answer?” “What happened to that stoic Ubergard patience? You’ll know soon enough.”
Ubergard looked at her with a concerned look on her face. “Red, you know now that the Jarl loves you, right?” “Yes… I do. What’s your point?” “I don’t think love is enough. If you go through with this, you may well cause the Jarl to be dethroned or worse. You know that don’t you? Not to mention the danger to yourself should some fanatic decide to try and stop the marriage. Do you really want to do that to him?” Muz-Ra drew in a deep breath. “Uber, I understand that. But this is my decision, and I won’t be ruled by fear. Fear gets nothing accomplished. Today, I will have no fear. Whatever I do, that will not be a factor. I refuse to let it be.”
Ubergard looked at Muz-Ra as if for the first time. “Red, sometimes I don’t think I know who you are. You’ve never struck me as a warrior, but that is a warrior’s spirit. I can only admire it. Well then, good luck to you. Whatever you decide, you’ll have me at your side.”

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