Marta gives Yosaphen's slender lavender butt a smack and a squeeze.

"Right. Amble on through the Blackthorns, somehow cross the Thornwall, trek through the Land of Mindbreak, find the godsforsaken Lonely Heart, which no one has ever seen inside and returned to tell the tale, do what literally everyone before us who's tried has failed to do and then some, and then carry something the size of a small mountain a thousand miles back to the Pink. Better pack a snack. This one might make us late for dinner."

Marta chuckles to herself, half sarcastic, less than half tempted, but intrigued despite herself.

"It's going to be even harder than that, if you're right about no one ever coming back from the Heart before. We didn't know how many had tried to approach the lost Heart before us. How awfully delightful that you've heard such rumors about it."

Yosaphen also straightens up, sitting herself on Marta's belly, idly grinding her pussy against Marta's chiseled abs.

"We mean to establish a base camp in a safe location as near to the Heart as we can. I can Scry. So, once we find a place to set up I can talk to the Deep Heart Glisten Palace and let them follow my Scry back with a portal. I can do that as soon as we're through this Thornwall thing, if we need the reinforcements early. So. What Kamryn said. Your main job would be getting us into the Consumed. Once we're there we'll be on more familiar ground and won't need you as much."

Talance has fully abandoned human form for the moment, leaving Sasha impaled on a gargantuan two-foot-long phallus in the center of what now resembles a slimy red flower, dozens of hips and breasts and butts and vulvae mushed together into the shape of petals.

"You've, you've got, nya~ahh, got reinforcements waiting to, nnh, waiting to portal in? W-What do you nyahh-eed us for, then?"

Yosaphen rolls like eight of her eyes.

"The Consumed might be a mosh of the violently insane but at least its still made of flesh and not whatever this stuff is."

She reaches over toward the wall and knocks on the stone with her knuckles. Then she winces and shakes out her hand.

"It's stone," Corvo helpfully explains.

Yosaphen rolls all of her eyes.

"I know the word for it. But its cold and dead and harsh to touch and who knows where it even comes from when an Earth Mage isn't conjuring it."

"Not the point."

Kamryn runs an idle hand over Uuloo's ass.

"The point is, we're exceptional at surviving off-flesh, and we're much faster than any larger group would be as a result. That was true even before we knew about the Thornwall and is extra true now."

Translated by Kamryn, "Talance wants to know about everything anyone has heard about previous attempts to approach the 'Lonely' Heart. So do I, actually."

Corvo flops forward over Uuloo's plush rump, laying his face against her spine as he meets Kamryn's eyes.

"The thing you've gotta remember. Is none of what you hear third-hand is trustworthy. A failed expedition. People are gonna lie and throw blame. But there is one bit that gets told consistently. There's a hypnotic song you start hearing in your mind, if you get too close, calling out and luring you in. How it got its name. Anyone caught that way, the Heart swallows them up and they're never seen again."

"But what a way to go."

Marta lifts Yosaphen's hips and sets her aside, then sits up in a way that looks like it ought to be uncomfortable for Uuloo's neck, but Uuloo doesn't complain.

"It's a big ask, you know. But if we want to talk just about the job of getting you past the Thornwall, well that I can do. For a reasonable price, even. Since you're saving the world."

Sasha shivers and softly moans.

"Okay but, why are, why do we have to, talk about this now?"

"When else would we talk about it."

Kamryn slides over onto Marta's lap, straddling Marta's thighs and letting her own breasts squish against Marta's.

"And getting past the Thornwall is... enough. I think. We can start there."

Kamryn pauses and glances over at Amira questioningly. "Assuming we can, in fact, pay your 'reasonable price'?"

"I believe so, yes."

"Splendid."

Marta grops Kamryn's butt as she grins over the wild girl's shoulder at her fellow adventurers.

"What about you two? Want a cut? The three of us haven't been on a quest together in ages."

"It would be nice to work together again."

"I don't know about saving the world but I've missed you guys and also I am not done with the megacock yet! I'm in!"

Sasha then inhales sharply and shudders as her pussy flutters around Talance's giant flesh phallus.

"Great. Let's get ready to run."

Kamryn unleashes her lust aura again, waits for Marta, Corvo, and Sasha to start fucking again, then activates her core and incants, "Sushhinva... zud!"

Everyone in the room except Amira orgasms hard and long, instantly forced over the edge by Kamryn's spell. The magic drags out their orgasms beyond the reach of their natural urges, leaving everyone spent and satisfied. Or as satisfied as insatiable sluts and horny goblins and Tentacled ever get, diving deep into the quiet phase of the cycle.

Bodies and tentacles disentwine, and the adventurers are sent off to prepare for travel.

The new party of nine assembles and sets out to cross the Bell Kingdom.

Sasha is trying not to be clingy at Talance, but she does call dibs on being the one to ride inside Lygos. Lygos happily obliges and soon only muffled squelches and catgirlish moans can be heard from Sasha. Marta watches this with a smirk, and then a somewhat thoughtful glance at her own non-living armor.

Talance starts out back in her recolored-Kamryn form, levitating along a few inches off the ground, but Yosaphen whines at her until she gives in with good grace and shifts into a more ridable form. That form being a large pinkish leonine quadruped with slick rubbery skin and a full dozen sinuous rubbery tentacles forming a mane around her neck.

Yosaphen hops up onto Talance's back as soon as Talance is finished transforming. Corvo and Marta both stare at the imitation displacer-beast for several long moments.

Kamryn and Corvo take point, on foot, with Corvo feeling slightly overdressed in his chitinous leathers next to Kamryn who is still entirely nude and barefoot and yet able to out-pace him. Marta takes it upon herself to stick close to Amira.