"A little nonsense now and then..."

The ghouls herding you outside on the night of the summer solstice to a clearing they decorated just for you.

It's a warm lovely night and the grass is soft and there's fires lit to see by, courtesy of Dewdrop.

Mountain brushes out your hair as they lead you to a smooth stone slab in the middle of the clearing. Aurora is rubbing a scented oil over your skin, her claws tickling your arms as she runs her hands down them.

You've barely sat down, the stone cool against your skin, before a drink is pressed to your lips. It's sweet like berries with a bit of spices. You gulp it down greedily.

Cumulus is giddy to get you undressed as she pulls at your nightclothes. If you notice her impatience and give her permission, she'll tear them off of you with ease.

She reassures you in a breathy voice that she'll buy you something even nicer as she looks over your bare body in wonder.

They lay you down and you see Cirrus approach with a bottle in hand. You recognize it as a special drink that the ghouls love and make themselves.

The ghoulette uncorks the dark glass and begins to trickle the liquid over your sternum, slowly moving down the length of your torso to your navel.

You feel it running across your skin and dripping onto the stone below and you watch it pool in the middle of your belly. One by one the ghouls lean down to drink off of your body and they each press grateful kisses to your stomach and chest afterwards.

Swiss tilts your chin up gently from where he stands near your head and kisses you softly. His warm calloused hands rub over your shoulders and slide down to massage your chest.

You feel other hands join his, the other ghouls beginning to feel you and rub any aches or soreness from your body.

Someone massages your legs, someone else kneads your hands. Rain gently removes your shoes and kisses the tops of your feet before beginning to rub those too.

You're loose and receptive from the full body massage when Phantom shyly nudges his head between your legs, offering to please you with his mouth. He wants to be the first to taste you and he's thrilled when you accept him.

You are staggered by the new summon's performance. He has you seeing stars, your toes curling.

(Phantom is very proud of himself, excitedly telling the other ghouls to "look!" at your flushed face as you catch your breath afterwards. They laugh warmly at his eagerness and praise his work. Aether pulls him off the altar and gives him a pat on the head.)

Dewdrop approaches the altar next. He playfully "shoos" the other ghouls back with his flicking tail and climbs up onto the altar. He spreads your legs open again and you watch him wink at you as he wets two fingers with his tongue.

His hands are strong and hot and dexterous as he easily works you through two more orgasms. He makes sure you're stretched out and ready for when the real fun starts.

It's Aurora who has her turn first, crawling up onto the slab and prowling towards you with wild giggles escaping her lips.

Each ghoul takes their turns pleasing you. They sit you up when you need to recover or rest for a few moments and they use that time to feed you, pressing small cakes and fruit and bread and more drink to your mouth.

Aether only offers himself when you assure him that you're ready to take him. He's the biggest ghoul and doesn't want to hurt you.

He's gentle, but he's so big that each thrust rocks your entire body. You're a mess when he's done no matter how careful he tries to be. He's wonderful at taking care of you afterwards, though. He kisses your teary eyes and thanks you for taking him.

When the night is done they drape a blanket over your shoulders to cover your body and lead you back to the ministry. A hot bath is waiting for you.

You almost nod off to the soothing noise of their chatter and laughter as they help you scrub up and wash themselves too. It's a little party in the bathroom.