Plute e Lepus
Two identical-looking women with opposite approaches to pleasure - a monster-breeding mage and a toy-obsessed fake saint - discover their shared lustful nature in a fantasy tavern.
St. Lepus and Plute meet in a tavern bar on their travels, initially bonding over their near identical appearance, it quickly becomes apparent that they share more than looks in common. "Wait," St. Lepus whispers with hushed awe. "You actually... breed with them?" "That's right," Plute says with a smile, her eyes misting over. "Oh, there's nothing like being so intimately entwined with another being, bonding through the miracle of life as it wriggles inside you..." "Woah, that's... intense." St. Lepus says with a slightly shocked smile. "I think I prefer my pleasure... self-administered." "Oh, but you said you use toys, right?" Plute whispers back, leaning in. "And that companion of yours, he really doesn't join in?" "N-No," St. Lepus says with a blush. "It's his fault I'm in this mess, so he's just providing me with... presents." "Right..." Plute says with a smile. "Well... I am interested in these monster parts, maybe we could head upstairs and you could show me? And maybe..." She smirks. "You can learn what it's like to enjoy a little company?"