Very annoyed, Chris said "Alright, I get it! You don't want to bear my child. I'll just... plant it here in this yard." He then knelt down and began scraping at the dirt. Once the ground was a cleared, there was a fist sized hole in the ground. He reached for the waistband of his trousers. There was a moment of hesitation before he pulled them down. He held his cock out as it got harder and the juice began to leak out. Chris's breath got a bit shallower as his juice output began to increase. David could see a big lump at the base of his cock. It reminded him of how Quinn's looked when the cage was removed. As his cock twitched and jumped, Chris moaned out loud. He aimed his cock downward over the hole as he positioned himself over it. Chris looked at a transfixed David and smirked. Knowing that he had a captive audience, he arched his back and moved his hips in fluid gyrations. When the pit in his cock finally came out, it was with a loud gasp and moan. Chris's hips gave out and it left him with his ass in the air. David rolled his eyes as Chris said "Did you like the show? I can do it more."
When David asked what that meant, Chris looked eager to brag about himself. Puffing up his chest he said "I have a lot of juice in my body. It's going to take a bit for me to develop a new pit but, I bet I could fill a gallon barrel with my juice in one go." David blinked as he did not need to know that information. He did not really want to know it. David told him to get up. Chris nodded and said "Let me cover the pit with some dirt first. I want it to grow big and strong. It was made using your seeds after all." It did not do him any favors with David. Honestly, all this did was tell him that he could not trust any of the peaches around him. After he was finished, he got dressed again and they spent the rest of the day lounging around. The next day was spent going through the city checking the sights. There was a renewed sense of wonder at seeing the sights. There was a performance from a bard open to the public. The peaches sat down around David and watched him react. David was more than aware that they were not looking at the bard at all. It made him uncomfortable. They did not realize it.
Yellow streaks of magic came from the instruments. That interested David. He pointed at the performer. "He is pretty good at the fiddle and harmonica. Maybe one day, I will be a bard to help in a combat party." he said. They all finally took a look at the bard. David was surprised to see that they looked jealous. When the performance was over, David gave him some money. The bard was an NPC. He thanked David and said "Thank you. Every little bit donated helps me get closer to completing my bard training." David said "You're not done!? But you're so good!" He was totally surprised. The bard chuckled melodically and said "Well, this is the bare minimum to be in the lore program that I'm in. I have a ways to go. Most in the college can play 3 instruments." "There is a college for bards here?" David asked. "Yeah! There is. We learn lots of songs and histories based on what school you belong to and what you want to do. You even learn a bit of magic and go hunting for lost tomes and knowledge every once in a while." he explained. "Is that why you need money?" David wanted to know.
