Tharss entered the chieftains tent clad in her traditional red war paint and red breast bands complimenting her blue scales. You looked between the two former males. One a proud warrior with a thin muscle athletic build, the other a tubby shy lizard woman that reminded you of a muffin.
Both appeared embarrassed by your presence, but that was to be expected given the mental stress you put on both of them yesterday. Or it could be because you STILL hadn’t bothered with a replacement top, but at this point you were starting to like the constant breeze on your nipples.
“We were talking with one another...” Tharss started making you pale. Was she jealous of you and Zarsh? Surly they both know you made out with both of them, awakening feelings alien to both. Including your self originally, but unlike them you didn’t resist your feelings for members of the same sex. Unlike them you were raised in a place where people talked openly about it rather than suppressing it. How would Tharss react if she knew you betrayed her trust?
“And we were wondering...” Zarsh continued still clearly more embarrassed than Tharss. You couldn’t blame her either. She didn’t have as much time to cope with her new body and sexually as you and Tharss have had. Still did that mean she would be more resist to the idea of being in a relationship with the same sex?
“If you would take us both as your wives.” Tharss and Zarsh said at the exact same time.
What?
You were expecting a fight. Not a full on battle for dominance like your first day here, but some form of anger and likely crying with objects being tossed at you. Not this.
In truth this was such a shock you passed out on the spot, hitting the floor with a thud. On the bright side you did have more time to think about your choice in the black void. During that time you couldn’t see a downside to saying yes. You weighed the choice of Zarsh or Tharss and found you loved them both. They balanced perfectly. Tharss’s confidence in who she was dispite her past. Zarsh’s uncertainty of were she was going. Tharss’s toned abs and other muscles. Zarsh’s plump thighs and massive breasts. The once chieftain buried under a layer of sensitive fat. The former warrior who pushed through adversity finally being accepted. They were perfect together, and now they both wanted you to be your partner. A lesbian lizard harem of love? What’s not to like?
“I think she’s waking up.” You heard Tharss’s voice and opened your eyes to see the blue scaled warrioress looking down at you. To your right was Zarsh doing the same. Along with an elderly priest waving a staff with ruins carved in it over your head mumbling to himself.
“How are you honey?” Zarsh asked bringing your hand to her voluminous chest so you could feel her beating heart.
You grin and grab both Zarsh and Tharss by the back of the head, bringing them in for a passionate three way kiss. The old lizard priest watching in wonder as the new chief kissed both the old one and the head of the guard at the same time.
Finally you broke the kiss and provided an answer to the question they asked before you passed out. ‘Will you be my wives?’ You ask and both Tharss and Zarsh nod in excitement before helping you up to your feet...