The book store is curiously well-kept. There's no dust on the shelves, no sign of any damaged books. The books on the shelves, in fact, look very well kept. There are a number of different sections- Fiction stories, manuals on useful tasks, but the place that draws your eyes are the spellbooks. Naturally, your god provides you with a certain amount of magical knowledge, but Hoh-gahn respects those who try to better themselves. The dozens of large spellbooks insist that you only take a few with you, to save space for loot and treasure, but you still manage to find some excellent books. You pop one open, just to read it, and find it's full of fascinating spells. Enhance Manhood, Bull's Strength, Boost Fertility… These spells should help you a great deal in becoming a man among men! You're just putting one away, when there's a soft laugh, from just to your side.
You turn your head. A laughing set of teeth appear, followed by a warm-lipped, handsome mouth. Next appear a pair of bright yellow eyes. A face appears, firm-chinned, strong, with high cheek bones. Then a head full of wild purple hair, hanging across his shoulders, long and wild, with a pair of purple-furred ears sticking up through the hair. He's braided some of his hair into a long strand, bound with black ribbons, and dipped in ink, making it black, and hanging across his cheek. His arms appear next, slender but strong, and his bare chest. He wears nothing but a pair of shorts, purple, stretched tightly around his hips. When his package appears, you find yourself staring, the thick bulge stretching the fabric of his clothes somewhat. He winks at you, shaking his hips from side to side, as his tail whips behind him. His legs finally appear, leaving him dancing in front of you. "Welcome, customer!" He gives you a bright, warm, open smile. "It's so good to have a customer at my store, at last! Please, feel free to peruse- This place did used to be a library, after all!" He's toned, but not overly masculine, his appearance slightly androgynous… But he's still quite a bit manlier than you.
You draw your staff, and he smiles, dancing back, holding up his hands. "Please! No need for that." He vanishes, and suddenly, he's right behind you, his arms wrapped around your chest, under your arms. He's at least six inches taller than you… And he smells quite nice, the scent of flowers on his hair as his braid hangs across your chest. He's settled his package securely against your somewhat-too-plush-ass, and is resting his face against your hair, taking deep breaths from you. You can feel his manhood twitching and swelling against the curve of your ass. Oh, dear.
"U-Unhand me, foul beast!" you shout, struggling a bit. The Cheshire Catboy giggles, and kisses your ear, as his hand rests on your own groin, squeezing you. The strength goes out of your limbs as you feel a dangerous little pleasure rising inside of you. The Cheshire Cat's paw is soft, fluffy, and warm, and he squeezes you through the long, soft white-and-red robes that are your uniform of office. The catboy's chest begins to purr loudly, the sound rumbling in your ear, and relaxing your body. He's so warm… You hear the staff clatter to the ground, slipping free of your relaxed fingers.
"If you want to take the books, you have to pay the price. Don't worry… You'll love the price." The catboy giggles. "If you agree, simply open your mouth." You immediately open your mouth to protest the idea of paying any price to the cat. This proves to be a mistake. In an instant, the Cheshire Cat disappears. He reappears, sans his shorts, straddling your shoulders. His cock appears, balls-deep down your throat, and you pinwheel, tumbling down onto your back. His strong legs cushion the fall, and he grins, tangling his fingers in your hair. "How's it taste, cute little priest? Oooh, do you know much about sucking cock? You must have gotten accepted as a priest somehow, I hear that human boys have to do lewd things for the upper masters to get considered for training…" he coos teasingly. You, in the meantime, are trying to adjust to the feeling of a cock balls-deep in your throat. The heat of it is intense, but to your great surprise, you aren't gagging or choking. Maybe it's because it appeared down your throat, rather than being shoved down. You are starting to get a little bit low on air, though!