Yeah, that's another one to leave on the floor.

Then she will successfully curl up into a little ball!

And Izaneth fixes her bed and they move on to the next one.

This one pretends to be unconscious as they enter the room. Badly.

Well, then, she can be gently scooped up and set down on the floor, and scooped back up again and returned to her bed when Izaneth is done with it.

Her breathing gets more ragged when he touches her but she relaxes slightly when introduced to the coziness.

And one more to go.

This one looks mostly defeated and nauseous. She gets off the slab when asked.

Nobody touches her. They leave as soon as Izaneth finishes fixing the bed.

Khythen is definitely not happy. "Poor girls," he murmurs.

"Yeah." Talyr hugs him.

Hugs. "I feel like such an idiot for not realizing sooner."

"It can be hard to - think twice - about that kind of thing."

"Yeah. But 'hard' feels like a poor justification for what these girls have been through."

Hug. "We'll fix it," he promises. "Eventually."

He nods, hugging back tightly.

"Can you ask around about letting Izaneth fix up the busier rooms tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah. Do you want to come with me, or...?"

"Hmm... yeah," he says. "Izaneth and Kemar can entertain themselves without me, I'm sure."

He laughs. "Yeah." 

He introduces Talyr around some, and shows enough people the improved rooms to get everyone to agree to wait on restarting the rape in the morning until Izaneth is done.

And Talyr goes back to his and his boyfriends' room to sleep.

And in the morning, they go around to the not-yet-pregnant girls.

The first one is startled to wake up without a cock in her.

Izaneth grins cheerfully at her and then completely ignores her in favour of renovating her room.

She is bewildered but seems to mostly accept this.