Village Head's Debauchery

Fifi nodded in response. She understood that Orion was an intelligent young man; thus, she didn't say anything else. 

Instead, she patiently waited until they returned to the village to discover what Orion had in mind.

"Is there anything else currently on your mind?" Orion asked as he observed Fifi's thoughtful expression. 

They had been together long enough for him to read her shifts in mood and thoughts just by looking into her eyes.

"It's nothing serious; I was just thinking about something else," Fifi responded.

"What is it?" Orion asked.

"I was just thinking about how their culture is just as strange as you've said. Most of them leave their waist downwards exposed, and although they cover up their breasts, they suffocate their vaginas with those tight waistbands. If we do find a way to settle them outside of the mountain, I don't think it would be easy for them to mix with the rest of the villagers," Fifi mused, voicing her thoughts as she observed another healer walking past them. 

Her gaze trailed downwards to the strange pink waistband that hugged the woman's buttocks and confined the view of her vagina. 

She shook her head in puzzlement at the scene. 

After looking at the waistband, she couldn't help but wonder how it would look like around her waist, and how it would feel against her skin. Fifi quickly shook those thoughts out of her mind. 

No matter how she looked at them, those tight waistbands still appeared weird and even weirder to put on.

Orion smiled at Fifi's words, expecting her commentary on the Prismerion race's dressing style. However, he didn't expect her attention to be fixated on their panties. 

Lowering his gaze, he observed her extremely muscular thighs and protruding backside, unable to resist imagining what Fifi would look like in her own pair of panties under her tulga.

'I can ask the Queen or Crystalia to make one for me later,' Orion thought.

Despite noticing Fifi's weirded-out expression, suggesting she would never want to wear such a thing, he also detected her curiosity about how it might feel. 

Orion took things seriously, and one of them was exploring ways to enhance his partner's already immense appeal, taking it to a whole new dimension.

"I've already considered that, and I don't believe they need to integrate with the villagers. While we can communicate with each other, imposing our way of living on them or forcing them to coexist with the villagers might not be a good idea. Instead, since they can benefit the village, it's best to see how things work out in the future," Orion replied.

Fifi pondered Orion's words for a moment before nodding with a smile. Suddenly, she turned to the side and pulled him into her arms, saying, "Come here," her smile grew as her arms slowly tightened. 

"Sometimes, I wonder what your mother did to give birth to such a smart young man like you. But it makes me happy to know I have such a brilliant husband," she added, paying no mind to the glances and stares from various individuals passing by.

Orion, with his face comfortably nestled against Fifi's soothing large breasts, didn't make any effort to resist. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head contentedly upon Fifi's immense breasts.

Suddenly, the door beside them swung open.

Crystalia stood at the doorway, observing Fifi and Orion. She cleared her throat loudly, successfully drawing them out of their own world.

"Ahem!"

Fifi and Orion, realizing the interruption, quickly disengaged. 

They turned to face the door and saw Crystalia, who stood there with a dull expression.

"How is he?" Orion asked, attempting to shift the focus away from the sudden awkward atmosphere.

Crystalia swiftly realized that her thoughts were apparent on her face. She briefly felt embarrassed before shaking her head and responding, "He's not doing too well," accompanied by a sigh. Crystalia stole several glances at the extremely muscular woman beside Orion.

Despite Orion's explanation that she was his partner, Crystalia found it hard to believe. The woman was incredibly muscular, revealing the outlines of her muscles, and she seemed to be almost the same age, if not older than her mother.

Moreover, Crystalia had heard from Iris and the other Crystalforge Elite warriors that this woman was among the few who had confronted White Flame directly with Orion and had assisted in his defeat. 

This meant she was strong, even stronger than her mother could ever imagine to be.

Orion furrowed his brow as he listened to Crystalia's response, noting her defeated expression. According to what Iris had conveyed to him, King Brylon had orchestrated the escape of the Crystalforge Elite warriors. He had also arranged for Crystalia and Elysia to leave the mountain, heading towards the upper region.

While the plan might not have been foolproof, Orion couldn't deny that the Crystalforge Elite warriors had successfully made it out of the kingdom, enabling them to return to the Prismerian Kingdom swiftly and stabilize the situation before it worsened.

"Can we see him?" Orion asked, contemplating a solution that could handle Selene's and King Brylon's predicaments.

"Of course, that's why I came to call you. He wants to see you," Crystalia responded, nodding her head. She stole another glance at Fifi, marvelling at the size of her incredible breasts.

How big is it?

As Orion acknowledged Crystalia's words with a nod, he walked into the room, with Fifi following closely behind. Crystalia couldn't help but gaze at Fifi's voluptuous figure from behind, her eyes lingering on the prominent buttocks that occasionally peeked out from the piece of cloth tied around her waist.

It was obvious that Fifi wasn't wearing any panties, and Crystalia found herself mesmerized by the most voluptuous figure she had ever seen, surpassing even her mother's and Madam Seraphina's.

And at this point, she couldn't help but wonder what Orion's other partners even looked like. 

Quickly snapping out of her daze, she closed the door and swiftly arrived beside them.