The next morning, Vixen woke up, she sat up immediately and looked to her left. The men were all sleeping soundly, but she felt something was off. She had had a very vivid dream that night and her crotch felt moist, but she did not see any evidence that any of them had taken advantage of her.

  It had all felt very real, but no matter how great the stimuli she could not wake up. This curse was proving to be far more disastrous than she originally gave it credit for. The three of them looked like ordinary people, maybe the three of them could help her keep a low profile till she could remove the curse.

  She left to stretch her legs a bit and an hour ter she returned to find the campsite nearly torn down. She had approached the three men, "Would you happen to know of a priest nearby? I've been...having some trouble tely that I think a priest would be able to help me with."

  The three looked at each other before looking back at her, "Sure do miss," Robert speaking up, "There's one a couple days south of here if you're heading that way, little town called Brookings."

  "Would any of you three mind escorting me?"

  The Sam and Robert smirked and they all agreed, even Uriel. Once the camp had been cleared and Vixen had put on a new set of cloths, the had started heading south. The trip down the road was very uneventful, there were so many travelers in these parts that you would run into someone every hour. It was a major supply line so soldiers also frequented the route prevent a big majority of bandits too.

  By midday Vixen was worse for wear, her mood was terrible. Even traveling with three others she got cat called nearly every time they passed a group of travelers, the men she was with would shoot curses at them but never made a move to stop it beyond that. Not only was she mentally drained from trying to keep a low profile, but her curse robbed her of any energy she had. She had to ask them to stop so she could take a nap.

  "Does a woman built like that ck the energy to even travel?" Robert asked the group as they waited for her to wake up.

  "I don't know, maybe that's why she is going to see the priest in Brookings, " Uriel chimed in.

  "Its a blessing she decided to travel with us on her own accord, Uriel you were sleeping so you don't even know anything do you?" Asked Sam and Uriel shook his head vigorously. Sam looked around cautiously and wrapped his arms around Uriel's neck brining him in closer to a whisper.

  "That's why we're traveling all this way with her," Sam finished just as they heard Vixen stir from her nap.

  "I apologize about this guys, I appreciate you all escorting me," Vixen said dusting herself off of the grass clinging to her cloths.

  The trip began anew and were making decent progress after Vixen's nap, though several hours afterward she started to g behind again. She refused to take another nap and powered on through. Vixen didn't think fighting her weariness was fatal and she'd be forced to sleep again eventually anyway so she stuck it out as long as she could.

  By the time the sun was setting she was spent, she went of to a corner and id down in the dirt and fell asleep. The three guys set up the tent and moved her into the tent once it was ready.

  "Alright Uriel, since you didn't get a chance st night its your turn. Where do you want to start?" Asked Sam as he began to remove the woman's clothes.

  "Careful she's going to wake up!" Uriel hissed as the woman's head hit the floor after Sam removed her shirt.

  "Nah man, she wont wake no matter what we do, but she is interactive and will respond to the things you do to her. Watch." Robert got up and began suckling on her breast, the woman's legs squirmed, soft moans arose from her and they could see her start to get wet.

  Uriel grew more bold as he watched, he bent down and licked the woman's clit, she moaned a little bit more forcibly and grabbed her own chest and started to kneed her breasts, squirming but not moving away from Uriel's tongue. Sam and Robert took her hand and wrapped her fingers around their dicks while Uriel continued to keep his face between her legs. The longer Uriel worked, the more autonomous her hands became and very quickly Sam and Robert were sitting back getting stroked. Her legs shuddered as she came and Uriel was convinced she wouldn't wake after she remained out of it.

  Uriel rolled her onto her stomach and widened her legs, the woman slept with her arms under her face, like she was getting a massage.

  A massage she did get, Uriel grabbed a firm cheek in each hand spreading them apart, he slid his dick between her cheeks, grinding her. Uriel still felt the need to test the waters, but after a few more minutes he was convinced.

  He picked her hips up slightly before shoving himself inside her, he was moving her cheeks in a way that would assist his thrusting.

  Her pussy coiled around his dick, like it molded itself for him and him alone. Uriel was soon slick, and dripping, with sweat as he thrust into her. The woman moaned sweetly igniting a fire inside Uriel as he worked into a fervor.

  Her hips raised for a better angle, she came hard, evident by her shaking muscles. When she climaxed she squeezed so hard on his dick that he could not longer hold it and came as well. He sat back on his hands panting, "T-that was incredible. Best pussy I've ever had!" He excimed to his friends.

  "I know right, and what's crazy is her mouth feels just as good," Robert responded.

  The three of them looked at each other briefly before rolling her back over, Uriel now rubbing his dick on her sleeping face. Sam was inserting and Robert was working his dick between her breasts.

  Stifled moans and the noise of panting men emanated from the tent as they indulged themselves. Once the next round of cumming had ended, they rotated again, and again, each time sampling a different orifice or part of her body.

  By the time the moon was high in the sky the woman was covered in cum, the three men would use cleaning magic and dress her before falling asleep themselves, utterly exhausted.

  The next morning was equally uneventful, they traveled down well known roads and passed other travelers, but the woman's exhaustion made the trip slow going. The three decided that since it was taking so long anyway, that they'd go off road and try to capitalize on mid-day opportunities.

  Vixens was dead tired, so much so that she could barely keep her eyes open. She had been traveling through the woods with these three men for a few hours now saying they knew a shortcut to the city. She doubted any such shortcut existed, but maybe running into less people wouldn't be a bad thing, so she went along with it.

  "Boys," she called out for now the third time today, "I've got to rest. I'm...yaaaawn... so sorry about this. "

  "Its no problem ma'am. We're concerned about your health, take the rest you need," Robert immediately piped up.

  Vixen nodded, slumped against a tree and was out. The three men immediately got to work. Her mid day naps sted anywhere between three and five hours long.

  The pulled her shirt over her head and stopped once the shirt got to her wrists. Using rope they tied it tightly around the shirt till the shirt functioned as handcuffs. Uriel threw the rope of a thick low hanging branch and hoisted her up so her knees could touch the ground.

  Robert got underneath her, they then lowered the rope just enough so Robert could thrust into her, then Uriel tied the rope into pce. Sam went to pce his cock between her cheeks with Uriel waiting patiently for her mouth to open.

  As Robert inserted, Sam spread her cheeks to thrust his cock into her ass, when she moaned Uriel inserted as well.

  "Her ass is so tight!" He nearly shouted.

  Sam grabbed her breasts while he and Robert pounded, Uriel grabbed a fistful of her hair for stability as he thrust into her throat. The three were in heaven, blissfully unaware of anything outside their own indulgence.