The Quest for the Holy Dildo #30 - Epilogue
#35 of Holy Dildo
Epilogue - in which
The Formerly Holy Dildo is given to it's most appropriate owner - Muz-Ra - who will soon invent the Bicycle in Skyrim, intending originally only to generate power for the dildo. The invention of the Bicycle Seat will not follow for another generation, thus the original Muz-Ra bicycle will be used only by females or very adventurous males and was a device rarely seen outside of the privacy of ones home.
Sampson and Devilah determine their future path in life as purveyors of fine male elixirs. Through the successful marketing of Dragon Sperm to alchemists all over Skyrim, eventually they branch out into other similar areas and eventually open a permanent shop in Winterhold selling both male and female elixirs of various exotic sentient species. Devilah retains her fascination with male ejaculate and, after years of study at the College, successfully becomes the first Khajiit known to have given birth to a Human, the son of Sampson. Also noteable, she becomes the first Khajiit to give birth to a healthy daughter Khajiit by her Human husband. The daughter is named Faniel of course.
| Sampson was getting worried when Devilah stepped outside alone holding a dildo. She looked up at Sampson with sad eyes and he caught her just as she fell to her knees, crying tearlessly. Before retreating to their room, she turned to Muz-Ra and handed her the dildo.
"Take this, Red." she said. "I don't want it anymore. I've got my man."
"Sure thing Devilah. Sure thing." | 
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| As they walked away, Devilah turned back. "Um... say Red... I was just thinking... Maybe, if Sampson's away or something..."
"You can borrow it anytime, Devilah," Queen Muz-Ra laughed. | 
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| Back in their room, it was still barely afternoon, but Devilah wanted to be held so they undressed and went back to bed anyway.
Sampson held Devilah for a long time without saying anything.
"So now what do we do?" Devilah asked while staring at the ceiling finally.
"I was thinking about that yesterday. They have an opening here for a weapons instructor. If I want it. I know it's not exactly a Hero's job but... it's one I could do."
"Well, it beats a roofing repair man!" Devilah snorted. | 
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| She turned on her side to look at her lover.
"Are you ready to settle down? Is that what you want?"
Sampson stroked the short fur across her sex softly and without lust. "You are all I want Dev. But at some point we're going to need some income." | 
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| Devilah smiled and climbed atop him. "No Sampson, I don't think we're going to have to worry about money for a long, long time."
"Oh? And why is that? Have you found some treasure you haven't told me about?"
"Well, we still have Faniel's pubic hair we can sell."
"If you can convince someone that they're really from an Angel, Dev. I'm sorry but people won't believe you. Vampire dust they'll buy, but Angel pubic hair, not likely." | 
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| "What about Dragon sperm?"
Sampson's stopped and sat up. "Dragon sperm? What are you talking about?"
"I'm sorry Sampson, it slipped my mind, but I got my shipment this morning." | 
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| "Wait. Paarthurnax?!"
Devilah nodded with something of her old self again in her mischievous eyes. "We'd have to go on the road. No alchemist is going to have enough to pay what it's worth. Not even Farengar."
"And we don't want to glut the market. Just sell little vials of it..." Sampson added.
Sampson rolled Devilah over and sat on top of her instead, declaring, "Then that's it. We'll explore Skyrim together. We'll go to the College first. They surely have some need for Dragon sperm and will know where other alchemists are that might be interested. When we get bored, we can always come back here. How does that sound?" | 
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| Suddenly Devilah's shining eyes turned sad again. "It won't be the same without Faniel."
"No," Sampson agreed. "It won't. You know she had to leave."
"I know, but it doesn't make me miss her less."
"Me neither. It's not going to feel like we're complete without her."
"No, it's not. But she did say she would be with me." | 
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| "And as long as we're together, she'll be with both of us," Sampson said, a sad smile coming over him.
"So you do believe her? You think she's here, watching us?"
"How could I not believe her? She was an angel."
"IS an angel. Her pussy tastes like peaches," Devilah said as Sampson lowered his head between her legs and she rose to meet him halfway. | 
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| "She once told me her ass smells of lilac and lavendar," Sampson said.
"Did it?" Devilah asked.
"Don't know. Never really found out."
"I did. It did." | 
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| Sampson didn't speak for a while as he crept slowly down her belly, kissing her softly as he did so.
"There's another thing she gave me, Sampson. I think you'll like it. I'm a real Khajiit now. I don't need sperm to live."
Sampson looked up at her. "I... don't know what to say! I don't want to sound too happy or you might feel bad!"
"Oh, you can be happy Sampson. I am! Now I can love you and only you without those... cravings. Now get back to my body, stud. You've got me feeling needy and this is one craving you can fulfill!" | 
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| "Quite a sex drive for a normal Khajiit," he smiled, toying with her slowly.
Devilah closed her eyes. "I like that. Slow. Like you love me. Like you want my pussy. Like you want my breasts. Like you want my paws and my butt and my neck and my mouth and my ears and my tail and my hair and my tongue and my asshole. Like you want all of me, all the time, because you love me." | 
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| "All those things are true, Devilah. I am your Hero."
"I know Sampson. And I am your Khajiit. Exclusively yours forever. Now lick me like a Hero!"
Devilah spread herself apart wide, inviting his tongue to explore. | 
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| Soon, Devilah felt close to heaven herself. As she came down, she smiled at the distinct smell of peaches nearby.
The End of The Quest for the Holy Dildo.
The End of Tails of the Khajiit. | 
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