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Chapter 14 - Chapter 14 - Another sex scene

Later in the afternoon, around sunset, Claire pulled the Hummer over in the middle of a farmhouse, informing Alice to clear it for the night. Alice gave a nod, then left, leaving the Hummer in an deafening silence, broken only by the sound of Black Rock Shooter's purring and Ada turning a page in her book. Claire closed her eyes, enjoying a brief moment to collect herself after driving for a day. Maybe she really should let one of the two older women drive for once? A tap on her window made her snap her eyes open, shattering the silence of the Hummer as she climbed out and began ordering the rest of the convoy that it was all clear. By the time everyone was situated and enjoying their food, Claire was laying on the living room couch with her forearm covering her face. Today wasn't particularily exciting, but she was oddly exhausted. "Yo." Alice seemed to materialize from another room, not making a single sound as she entered the living room. Claire lifted her wrist, staring at Alice for a moment before dropping her arm once again. "We might have succeeded..." "What do you mean?" Claire asked, too tired to fully catch Alice's meaning. "They're upstairs right now... I can hear them." Alice smirked for a moment before a sudden thud from above caused Claire to raise an eyebrow. "Well, I heard THAT!" Claire sat up and stared at the ceiling above. "What are they doing up there?!" "Take a guess, Claire." Alice smirked cheekily. "Take a wild guess why two teenage girls... sorry, two LESBIAN teenage girls are making noises upstairs... Alone... Together..." "You sly motherfucker, how do you pull of these feats of majestic pleasure?" Claire finally grinned, her plan to get Black Rock Shooter and K-Mart together finally worked! "This is glorious. C'mon, I owe you a drink. Found some wine in the basement that you overlooked." She took Alice by the hand, dragging her into the kitchen, where the wine bottles were waiting like trophies of pure liquid gold. "Oh, you naughty girl!" Alice purred seductively, knowing she was in for a Hell of a night with Claire. Upstairs, Black Rock Shooter was being pinned against the wall by K-Mart, moaning and purring in a nonstop stream of happiness. K-Mart was licking her collarbones, setting off fireworks in her eyes with each loving stroke. Her knees began to shake, and her tail was switching between totally paralyzed rigor mortis, to thrashing non stop behind her back. K-Mart hummed in amusement when she detected the movements. "Alice already licked me from belt to shoulder..." Black Rock Shooter groaned through her shuddering noises. "Long story..." She added when K-Mart's eyebrow arched at her words. "Well then, that ruins the fun, doesn't it?" K-Mart smirked, retracting her tongue and grabbing Black Rock Shooter by the collar of her black duster. "But I know your secrets..." "What secrets... Kyaaa~!" Black Rock Shooter suddenly felt K-Mart grab her by the tail, and she nearly tried to swipe her with her claws, but remembered the context of her action. "That's not all, little kitty~!" K-Mart smirked as she swooped towards Black Rock Shooter's face, kissing her burning neck once before she began to gently stroke the length of her tail as she switched to kissing her mouth, which was beginning to drool from the mind numbing pleasure she was receiving. "But wait... there's more." K-Mart separated from Black Rock Shooter's mouth, just for a second, before ever so gently, she began to slide her other hand along the side of Black Rock Shooter's face, past her former ear location, into her long black hair, and lovingly pinched her feline ears, sending an electric jolt from the top of her head, down to her core, and her eyes glazed over as her body quaked with a small but spontaneous orgasm from the combination of sensations. When she recovered from her orgasmic high, Black Rock Shooter realized that K-Mart had removed her bikini top and was palming both of her enlarged breasts in her hands. "You are acting a lot like Alice, you know that, right?" Black Rock Shooter commented as K-Mart gave her chest a squeeze. "Except for your one, tiny little mistake..." "What mistake?" K-Mart's cocky grin faltered for a second when Black Rock Shooter spoke. "Alice is Telekinetic..." Black Rock Shooter let out one of her purring chuckles. "You're not." Quick as a flash, Black Rock Shooter grabbed K-Mart by the hips and lifted her into her arms, kissing her passionately as she brought her effortlessly to the bed, her thrashing tail knocking over something with a loud thud as she went. Slamming her hands down on either side of K-Mart's head, Black Rock Shooter let out an amused purr, her tail swishing around behind her back in anticipation. "What'cha gonna do, pussy?" K-Mart taunted, already at Black Rock Shooter's mercy. "Think you've got what it takes?" Her eyebrow arched, and her expression changed for a tiny second to annoyed, but Black Rock Shooter said nothing, continuing to purr as her tail subtly snaked down lower and lower, until the tip snaked its way up K-Mart's thigh, making her jump in surprised panic. "What are you doing?!" She gasped, noticing that - like she herself had done initially - her arms were being pinned by Black Rock Shooter. "That's your TAIL!" "I know." Black Rock Shooter smirked, and K-Mart caught sight of her teeth: She had short fangs, like a real cat. "Revenge is a bitch, isn't it?" K-Mart went pale, now that she had the advantage, Black Rock Shooter grabbed K-Mart's jeans with one hand and wrenched them off her legs so fast she didn't even have time to gasp before the tip of Black Rock Shooter's tail pressed against her panties. "Are you really going to do that?" K-Mart's voice hitched when Black Rock Shooter pressed her tail down harder onto her covered clit. "What do you think?" Black Rock Shooter smiled widely - almost cruely - before ripping K-Mart's panties right off her hips with her claws, making absolutely sure not to injure K-Mart in the process. Without a second of pause, she moved her knees apart, forcibly spreading K-Mart's thighs apart before she could close them in a vain attempt to resist. With a triumphant grin, she slid the first two inches or so of her tail inside K-Mart, causing her to gasp in shock. "Holy shit!" K-Mart instinctively tried to push Black Rock Shooter off, but her body paled in comparison to Black Rock Shooter's Virus enhanced strength and martial arts training. She was helpless as Black Rock Shooter basically ravaged her trapped body with her long flexible tail alone. "You know anything about Japanese porn?" Black Rock Shooter smirked, a bead of sweat trailing down her forehead as she resisted the tightness squeezing her tail. "We really love our 'tentacle rape' scenes." She thrust more of her tail deep inside of K-Mart's body suddenly, making her gasp and shudder. "This is one of them!" She purred into K-Mart's ear with a huge grin on her face. "What the fuuu-UUUUUUCK~! Mmph!" K-Mart exclaimed as Black Rock Shooter began to thrust her tail repetetively now, her hands holding K-Mart down, but her mouth latching onto K-Mart's mouth, muffling her rising voice down to a soft moan. K-Mart was practically screaming into Black Rock Shooter's mouth, her body shaking with each pleasurable thrust of her tail. This was too much for her, and barely a minute later, her pussy seized up around Black Rock Shooter's invading tail, and she came. Hard. Black Rock Shooter wrenched her tail free, since K-Mart's inner walls were practically crushing her tail. Without a moment of hesitation, she lifted K-Mart's tank top up to her neck, exposing her bra covered breasts and flat stomach. With her objective covered, Black Rock Shooter's mouth flickered with a tiny frown for a second. "Now, this simply won't do, now will it?" "What... will?" K-Mart huffed, her chest heaving as she panted for breath. "What's the point of bras? Really?" Black Rock Shooter tapped the tip of her dripping tail against one of K-Mart's bra cups. "They're constricting, they get in the way, and they're such a pain in the ass to remove." "Keeps my tits in order. Can't have them bouncing all over the place, can I?" K-Mart asked, then glanced at the two tits hanging over her. "Then again, you used to be flat as a fucking board, so I understand where you're coming from." "Flat is justice!" Black Rock Shooter smirked. "I was the president of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee." She grabbed K-Mart's bra with her hand, preparing to rip it off. "So, for that comment, I'm confiscating this." With her grip already on her bra, K-Mart only managed a panicked "Wait!" before Black Rock Shooter sliced her bra into pieces with her clawed fingers. Her tits came free from their cotton prison, and Black Rock Shooter wasted no time in tracing her tail all over her tit flesh and around her areola. K-Mart's nipples instantly hardened when the silky soft hairs of Black Rock Shooter's tail touched her skin. She tried her best to squirm in Black Rock Shooter's steely grasp, her spread thighs being held open just by her legs positioning. But she couldn't escape, not even to budge an inch. She was trapped. "No... more." K-Mart moaned. "No more tail... please!" She begged, a single tear rolling down her cheek as her body shuddered from Black Rock Shooter's impossibly soft tail caressing her breasts. Black Rock Shooter's tail and face froze when K-Mart started to beg. She was frozen in place for several agonizing seconds before her ears twitched and her face twisted into a cruel grin. "Say please~!" Black Rock Shooter ordered tauntingly. "Beg for me." K-Mart whimpered, her instincts screaming that Black Rock Shooter wasn't finished with her yet. But, with no other options, she complied. "Please..." "Please what?" Black Rock Shooter gave her a fanged grin, still frozen in place. "Please... stop using your tail..." K-Mart begged, another tear rolling down her cheek. "Okay." Black Rock Shooter's tail returned to behind her back, but she still remained on her hands and knees over K-Mart's prone form, still grinning. For several long seconds, they continued to stare at each other in silence, until K-Mart asked. "Are you going to get off me?" "Nope." Black Rock Shooter's fanged grin was all it took for K-Mart's face to go pale yet again... Fuck.

Chapter 3 - A dragon un-virgins your olive oil

You’re laying face down in the soft grass. Your ‘services rendered’ for the massive, overly amorous slime have left you more or less paralyzed, aside from the occasional post-orgasm tremor and being able to wiggle your butt back and forth in an enticing way, mostly to convince any monsters prowling around nearby that your very exposed, very thoroughly lubed, and very expertly gaped butthole would make for a much better time being used as a cock-warmer than whomever simply eating you. Based on the crackling of twigs behind you and the telltale snuffling of something scenting your lust, it seems that something rather large in stature is thinking about accepting your proposal. Your knees would be turning to jelly if they weren’t already in that state. You try to turn your head to get a look at your would-be lover, and you manage to catch a glitter of teal in your lower vision, but not clear enough to distinguish just what the tail may belong to. You hear a leathery ripple as the creature gets in close to you. You feel an extraordinarily hot breath on your rear end as it sniffs at you, appraising. You again try to turn your head, and this time manage to inch your head, until you see a scaly foot, your eyes travel up a powerful looking digitigrate leg, over a long, sinuous tail, to spines along the back, up a long neck, and your eyes finally meet the gaze of a huge Blue-Green Dragoness, a feathered crest rippling excitedly along her cheeks and back of her neck, patterns of blues and greens rippling slowly along her crest. You lick your lips in anticipation of your greedy hole being stuffed again so soon, your knees still shaking from the exertion of your previous tryst with the lake of slime. A Dragoness in the forest just happened to stumble upon you. Given that dragons are one of your favourite buttfucking-fantasy subjects, there’s a sudden upwelling of draconic fire in your belly. You remember all the research and monsterfucker forums you’ve scoured, gleaning as much information as possible. As you recall, Dragons are semiaquatic, and reproduce hermaphroditically, meaning they just need something to incubate their eggs as their own body temperature is too high for the sensitive proteins in a growing fetus. Back before civilization was wifespread, they used to impregnate anything they could find and pin down if they weren’t too terribly hungry, but now that there’s so many willing, sentient incubators, they more often than not just find someone into the idea than expending the energy to do it forcefully, although you wouldn’t say no to being pinned down and used by such a beautiful beast. That someone might be Humans who may or may not have been looking to get that kind of treatment, Elves, who were almost always definitely looking for that kind of treatment, and goblins, who just in general kinda sit on anything phallic that can ejaculate more than a gallon at a time. Almost surprising yourself with how excitedly willing you are to get anally obliterated by a dragoness, you wiggle your butt again, whilst holding eye contact with her. She looks almost amused, the corners of her eyelids crinkling a bit as she gingerly steps up to you, still face-down-ass-up, and still exceedingly well lubed from the slime. Her face comes around yours, and she opens her mouth, extending her tongue, looking at you in a.. What was that? A smug way..? You can’t really read dragons that well, and you don’t remember if they’re even sentient… Then you notice… Her tongue. It’s still coming out of her mouth. Holy. Fucking. Shit. Her tongue extends at least 8 feet from her mouth, dripping with dragon saliva, every bit as slimy as you could imagine, and commonly sought after as lube in most markets! You would know, commonly purchasing bottles of pasteurized dragon saliva by the litre for your own self pleasure with your assortment of huge toys back at home, that Claire is no doubt raiding right now as she has many times before when you’re not around. You don’t mind though. She got away with it a couple times before you put up a camera in your room, and upon reviewing the tape you realised that as she was enthusiastically bulging her tummy in your bedroom with your Brooklyn Supreme horsecock mounted to her own fucking machine, she was blowing kisses and winking into the hidden camera.  Your relationship with her got a fair bit more intimate after that, only serving to deepen your relationship as a pair of monsterfucker besties. Snapping put of your reverie, you recall the ridiculous tongue and when you glance back, you clearly see where this is going. The Dragoness is definitely looking smug when the direction of the encounter dawns on your face, a hint of satisfaction there too. Without much further ado, she fluffs her crest and pulls her head back, the immensely long tongue staying in the air, as if she was taunting you with it, which of course she was, Dragons are notoriously horny pranksters after all. Her tongue dips out of view and less than a second later, wriggles into your well-loosened rear end, and careens into your guts, squishily impacting the upper end of your large intestine with enough force to make your belly button audibly pop out, making a small ‘Ka-pop!’ as her tongue freight-trains across the continent of ‘Transverse Colonia’, and right on down the Isthmus ‘Ascending Colonia’ until her tongue found itself on the borders of ‘Lesser Intestonia’, stuck at the border crossing, at least momentarily. Never one to be denied entry by reason of ‘nO pAsSpoRt’, and, ‘ThIs iSn’T a bOrDeR cRosSinG, yOu’Re a DrAGoN’s ToNgUe aNd i’M a PeRsoN’s InTeStInEs’, the dragon pushed on, her tongue banging on the door to your smaller intestine, rattling the gates, screaming ‘LET ME IIIIIIIN!!!’, until by the magic of her prodigiously secreted saliva being an unbelievably slick lube, the point of her tongue finds purchase against the valiantly resisting sphincter, only because your shuddering body has now been stuffed with eight feet of tongue… In only five feet of colon. Your bum is so tightly packed that you can barely breathe from the internal pressure, until she knocks on juuuust the right place, and much like almost ten feet of a dragon’s tongue vanishing into someone’s asshole, almost ten feet of the dragon’s tongue vanishes into your asshole! At a full and truly impressive length of fifteen feet, the dragoness’ barrels deep into your guts, long since fully cleaned out by the slime and thoroughly lubricated, making it easy for the dragon to make her snout meet your ass, her nose gently bumping your tailbone as you can do nothing but gasp and shudder, her magnificent tongue filling your mind just like your bulging, squirming belly. That is, until you consider the squirming. Oh shit, you forgot the second slime egg that was pushed deep into your bum, and is now being pushed around by the dragon’s tongue, the internal lapping of her tongue making you shudder as your tummy dances. She manipulates the soft, and by this point probably football sized egg. You feel her tongue flex, the muscular length stretching out, and conversely piling up against the egg, inexorably forcing it deeper into you. You feel your guts strain as the dragoness’ tongue occupies the vast majority of your digestive tract, and about 25 feet of an unrealistically extendable tongue into your backside later, you feel a slurp deep in your belly as the egg is shoved through your duodenum and in reverse into your stomach, and even though it’s more or less out of her way, you have noticed that she’s not letting up the pressure at all! “Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shi-!” is all you can think, as your organs strain with the mass and tension within the dragons tongue as she gently, yet firmly fills any empty space all the way from your asshole up into your stomach. Her tongue slowly, steadily packs into your stomach, the squishy orb of the slime egg forced to deform, straining the entrance to your throat before finally, her tongue has at long last conquered your body entirely, and the slimy squishy egg fits through the opening into your throat. Thanks to the enormous pressure the slime egg was under, once it was finally shoved into your throat, it was almost shot straight up the elastic tube like a slingshot. Your neck bulges and you cough and gag as the deep blue of the egg becomes visible in the back of your mouth. The pressure in your throat is driving you insane, the dragoness’ tongue tickling the inside of your stomach not helping as you heave once, twice, and finally with your jaw feeling like its about to dislocate, the egg rockets out of your throat, shooting across the clearing and bouncing into the trees, off in the direction the slime that shoved it up your ass in the first place had meandered! You breathe heavily, panting as dragon saliva oozes out of your mouth and trails in the direction the egg launched from your well-stretched throat... You think you might even have heard a gloopy splash of the egg impacting the slime, it probably wasn’t far off at all anyway. You’re quickly brought back from your reverie to full alertness when the tongue currently filling your entire digestive tract begins to pull out, getting a gasp and moan, and another moan, and another as your ass feels as if it’s nearly being pulled inside out by this thick, rough, gloriously long and slimy tongue! Your body clenches around the retracting probe, your core flexing out of your own control and yet it just keeps coming and coming, slimy dragon saliva practically water-falling off her tongue as she retracts it into her own mouth and throat, clearly enjoying the taste of bringing you to a shuddering gasping orgasm… And keeping you there. You are so anally overstimulated by her tongue endlessly emerging from your guts that you simply can not stop cumming! Your stomach still dances and flexes and spasms erotically as your muscles do their best to help her tongue along their way until she is no longer an intruder, but not doing much more in reality than exquisitely intensifying your continuous orgasm, until you finally feel empty, her tongue at long last vacating your small intestine, your belly no longer squirming, and it finally releases its sinister orgasmic hold in your ass as the tapered tip of her magnificent tongue emerges from your now extraordinarily well tested ass. Satisfied and letting out a relaxed sigh, the Dragoness reaches out with her massive forepaw, gingerly grasping you and lifting you up as she rolls onto her back, flattening the grasses and moss that cushioned you so wonderfully as she treated your guts like an amuse bouche. You look behind you, and you feel your stomach drop. She’s letting out her ovipositor, and is clearly interested in stuffing it up your guts, based on the way her forepaws are gently pressing your hips towards the gargantuan horsecock currently sliding out from the slit between her legs. More and more cock slides out, oh god, it’s easily 3 feet long and 10 inches around! You glance back to her face, her glittering teal eyes fixed on yours as your ass slides closer to her bitch-breaker across her smooth scales, and as you’re focused on her, you feel a tap against your butt, and realize her cock has pushed put even further! You look back at it an see… Uh oh. Her slit is stretching around a big ball of flesh, stretching wide around it until a volleyball sized knot pops out of her sheath, and her dragonic egg-cock is finally fully extended, and is now knocking at your back door as your lubed up cheeks squish to the side of her fat cock-tip! She stops being so gentle at that moment. You gasp in shock as she gives your hips a strong push, and the dessert-plate sized horselike-like tip of her cock schlorps into your ass audibly, your slutty bum hole gobbling her glans like it was one of those blue bananas that tastes like ice cream! Her eyes lock onto yours, the teal and green and blue intoxicating in the golden sunlight that filters through the forest canopy as she begins to forcefeed herself into your guts, her cock wetly slopping past the colorectal sling and breaching your descending colon, puking steaming hot precum to lube its tunneling into your backside as your belly already bulges obscenely. Your breath is forced from your throat in throaty gasps as your intestines and diaphragm compress and stretch, and before long the incredible fullness is making your body shudder uncontrollably. You orgasm as you spasm, the internal massaging of your intestines suckling her great dragon dong making the dragoness grunt as she gives a particularly forceful thrust. Will a slurping pop, your realize her cock has forced through the sphincter separating your descending colon from the transverse, and with the internal shifting of the half-flared tip, your belly button inverts completely, now standing out from your tummy as the bulge moves across your stomach for a full foot before the mind-melting sensation of deep stretching resistance comes back, signalling to you that her oviparous penis is requesting forceful entry into your ascending colon! Your body quickly grants access, skipping any internal bureaucracy in favor of opening right up and gobbling up more of that yummy dragon cock! The sheer stretch is unreal as her pre dribbles out of your ass around her- Wait… You realize that her fat knot is finally pressing up against your ass, and your greedy hole is already relaxing even more to take it. You moan like a complete slut (which you absolutely are, your horny lil monsterfucker you!) as your bum is stretched beyond what you think would be normally humanly possible! Her knot pulses in time with her great heartbeat, the heat of it squeezing, sliding into your rectum and compressing against your inflexible pelvis, only taking you higher into orgasmic nirvana. The stretch goes from filling, to tight, to gorilla grip, all the way to almost painful! Your ass stretches to its limit around the dragon’s knot, and almost straining audibly, before the swelling ball of flesh finally hits the point of no return, and finally sucks deep into your ass, as stoppable as a fully loaded freight train as it slams into place past your pelvis, locking your wide-stretched butt-pussy onto the root of the dragonesses beautiful, gut filling member! Curiously enough, the dragoness doesn’t stop pressing fown on your hips at this point. Rather, her right paw stays at your distended waist, curling around to cradle your back, while her left paw moves to your shoulders, her (finger/toe?) gently caressing your cheek as you gasp at the unbelievably full and flaming hot sensation that fills your ass and intestine before coming to rest on your shoulders, and the dragoness once again applies pressure. You’re confused as the base of her cock is between your asscheeks, so you can’t really imagine how she could get it much deeper- Oh. That’s how. The lowercase ‘n’ of pure cock extruding from your tummy shudders and surges forward from your belly as her member quivers excitedly inside your body, the tip of her impossibly flexible erection somewhere close by the connection between your small and large intestine, and still spewing enough precum inside you to push the slick slop past the antisocial sphincter and even deeper into the core of your being. You feel her belly indent around your buttcheeks as the pressure on your shoulders and waist increases again, the few inches she gains in forcing into you seeming like miles as her vulva like cockslit begins to stretch around your bottom as you realize that this isn’t all she has to offer cock-wise, and that there is in fact, more length of cock to be fed into your body within her own.  The dragoness huffs softly and purrs as what amounts to pussy lips for her kind begin to stretch to accommodate your fully impaled bottom, the soft skin and scales tickling you as the wet warmth of the inside of her sheath heats your rear end, and yet more dragon cock makes its way into your ass. The flat tip of her cock butts up against the internal gate, her slick precum already having worked through into your small intestines and now offering her horsecock a significant advantage as she forces your even deeper into her own body, and more of hers into you. You stretch almost painfully deep inside, the pressure where no pressure is supposed to be turning your erotic grunts into a squeal of shock as her penis pops through!  You look down at your belly and see that you’ve been utterly claimed. Her cock is so massive and crammed so deep into you that instead of looking like a lowercase ‘n’, the bulging of your tummy now simply resembles a lumpy pregnant belly, close to the second trimester if you were going to gauge it at all. Grunting triumphantly, she forces 6 full inches through your stretched ass, likewise pushing you 6 inches deeper into her own pussy, your ass now swallowed almost entirely by her draconic pussy-sheath, which almost seems to be hungrily sucking you in deeper on its own. Her softball size knot forces into your belly and now makes the bulge on your tummy lopsided as the swollen ball squishes through into your descending colon and making each breath more difficult as your guts are squished aside, quite literally rearranged as this wonderful phallus sees fit. You look up from your lumpy tummy to see that the dragoness has let her head fall back, her long tongue lolling out of her mouth as her eyes roll back into her head, great panting breaths coming from her as she gives one final push on your shoulders and hips, and her cock finally slides into your ass in its entirety, as your hips disappear into her wet dragon pussy-sheath, your ass bottoms out in her canal with your legs being forced into a position where you can easily grab your own ankles as her pussy lips now ripple and squeeze sensually around your thighs, back, and intensely bulged belly as her knot finds its way so that it’s directly behind your navel, lodged within your transverse colon and throbbing heavily with her rapid pulse as you moan and grunt weakly, unable to take anything more than shallow breaths. The dragoness thrusts her hips as she finally orgasms, her cock flexing deep inside you as her knotted cock bulges with thick veins that you can feel theough your own stretched belly, even your belly button popping in and out with each pulse of her powerful heart as her thick urethra plumps up inside you, carrying her thick cum deep into your ass. It finally erupts in your small intestines; Your tummy jumps and shudders as your dragoness pumps her liquid love into your core, the thick fluid squishing  through your guts in both directions until you feel her hot jizz squirting out of your ass around the actual root of her cock, about two or three full feet inside her own belly where your anus is stretched into what is likely to be a semi-permanent gape that any monster could just walk up and slide their huge cocks into at any given time, so much of the translucent white goo spraying into her own pussy-sheath that it begins to dribble out from between your belly and her labia.  Her cum dribbles down her own scaled belly to drip onto the forest floor as your tummy inflates slowly beyond your massive cock-bulged belly with her seed, stretching her slit even wider as she purrs in satisfaction and gently licks your face. Soon, you feel a sloshing in your stomach and you burp unexpectedly, the unmistakable flavour of hot cum carried on your breath. You feel her cock twitch as her huge internal gonads pump yet another litre of steaming dragon spunk into you, and like a dry garden hose suddenly spewing water, a jet of creamy white that tastes almost like mildly salty rice pudding erupts from your mouth and nostrils! Your eyes roll back into your head as her cum washes through your entire digestive tract. Your body clenches as you cum yet again on her cock, your whole body desperately milking more of her salted cream out and into your greedy depths. You try to take a breath, realizing with some alarm that her cum is still fountaining from your throat and you start to fade into unconsciousness- You start awake with a cough, still impaled on the dragoness’ huge knotty horsey dong and with cum still dribbling from between your lips. All you can smell is jizz, but that makes sense considering your sinuses are plugged with the stuff. You glance groggily up at your draconic lover, only to see her eyelids squeezed shut as if she’s concentrating. A moment later, you understand exactly why, as the root of her cock that your asshole is so lovingly twitching around doubles in diameter as what can only be an egg barrels through her thick cumvein, slopping through your gaped anus with undeniable ease and being peristaltically shoved into your lubed and inseminated guts. Before the first egg had even made it through her swollen knot, another squishes into you, making you gasp and then hack and cough as you accidentally breath in a thick gob of yummy yummy dragon cummies. You writhe and gasp as the thick bulge travels down you ascending colon, gasping yet again as it is pushed rhythmically through into your small intestines, her flared cockhead audibly squelching inside you as the first egg is deposited deep in your body. Another slips through her cock as the second nears her tip, and the first is pushed even further into you as the next proverbial round is proverbially chambered. You can’t even tell if you’re actually cumming anymore, each egg wringing a high pitched moan from you. Another… And another… And another… You find your hands caressing your rapidly bloating belly as the smooth round bulges line up in your guts. The eggs keep coming, until finally, after what seems like an eternity of deep intestinal oviposition, the dragoness gives a weak grunt and the final egg is delivered into you with a fluid slush of dragon spunk to cap the experience off. Your belly is huge. You idly wonder through your mind fog how intensely your tummy is stretching her pussy, because the part of yourself that you can see looks like you’ve swallowed an overinflated beach ball, and you can feel her lower lips quiver around you, clearly stretched tight. The dragoness lets her serpentine neck relax, her head going to rest on the soft forest floor as she pants in her own post-nut fugue. The eggs within you jostle gently as she shudders, and yoilu are both still for some time, just breathing the sweet evening air after a good hard buttfuck. Soon however, you feel her shifting and all of a as sudden your view of the world goes upside down! She’s gotten up on her haunches, you now hanging from her stretched open pussy nearly upside down, her paws still on your back and shoulders, holding you inside. You grown weakly as your eggy cargo shifts with gravity, and you hear a leathery sound, looking around only to catch a glimpse of her huge wings unfurling. She’s about to take off for who knows where, casting you asking for the ride! You see her looking under her own belly, her eyes meet yours, and her still-sparkling blue-teal eye blinks at you, it is it perhaps a wink? She doesn’t give you any time to ponder the possibility, her mighty muscles flexing and flapping her wings, your exposed body buffeted by cool air as she takes off! Looks like you’re taking a detour to the dragons den, and you wonder just how long this tryst will take as you’re pulled along with her, skewered like a fish on an exceedingly sexy hook!

Chapter 1 - Mila finds a funky plant

Mila shivered slightly in the chilly fall air, watching leaves drift across the road illuminated only by the warm glow of the streetlights overhead. She was walking home from a late shift at the big grocery store in her mid-size town, climbing the hill to her home at a brisk pace to get put of the wind as soon as she could. Of course, the one day she forgot her parka at home was the day the arctic chill finally came rushing through the mountains, not to mention her feet being sore from a full day working the till, not walking around stocking or doing anything else. She would have loved to just quit, but with current societal issues, everyone knew the job market was crap and she was lucky to be paid more than minimum wage for what she had. Besides, she was sure her boss, a total karen named Candice with sickly yellow hair and bad make-up had it out for everyone  and delighted in making her suffer at work. Mila supposed that a person’s character really did show on the outside after long enough.   She thought about maybe going to her favourite spot in the small town as she walked, a nice grassy and mossy clearing just a dozen meters from the edge of the clearing that held the roadway. The sunlight always filtered through the leaves perfectly and warmed the rock that looked a lot like a chaise lounge, and Mila would frequent the spot to relax and read in the summertime. Alas, it was a cold fall night, and Mila thought better of it, deciding to go the next free day it it was warm enough. She sighed as she smelled the faint scent of a bonfire and the sweet decay of the leaves, remembering the one highlight of her day. A pretty redhead in pine green flannel and dark, torn jeans who smelled like woodsmoke, wild berries, and pine sap had chatted with her pretty flirtatiously in one of the few slow moments during the day. She chewed her lip, hoping she’d get the chance to talk with her, feeling her caramel skin warm as she blushed at the not-so-clean thoughts flitting through her mind. She pressed on through the headwind, at least glad that the moon was bright enough to see the unlit sections between the streetlights.   A rustle to her right caught her attention. She looked into the bushes and trees, her skin instantly goose-pimpling as whatever it was rushed through the bushes and burst out onto the sidewalk, making Mila jump and let out a small squeak of surprise.   A deer. A whitetail doe jumped out of the brush and bounced across the road followed by two yearlings half her size, disappearing into the woods on the other side of the road. She breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t far at all from the nearest house, the main town being a half a kilometre down the hill and a residential area about the same above, but the town was nestled between two tall peaks in a massive range filled with deer, elk, moose, and all the other things that like to eat them, so she hated walking home to her small apartment in the dark when all the critters were about and wandering in the patches of forest between her home and her work.   She shivered again and started up again, feeling a little jittery from the adrenaline her body had released. The scent of the smoke grew slightly stronger. Mila breathed deeply, wishing she was enjoying that bone-warming heat that you only get from a fire. She made it maybe ten meters further before she heard something. A twig snapped in the dark off to her right. The same way those deer had come from. She felt the adrenaline flood her body even more. Something was out there for sure. Mila pulled out her phone and flicked on the flashlight, hoping it was just a squirrel or rabbit.   She felt a slight tickle at her ankle and glanced down, her breath catching as she saw a lot more than grass tickling her exposed ankle. A woody root the thickness of the wrist was poking out of the unmowed grass beside the sidewalk, and was somehow curled around her ankle. Mila leaned down to unwind it, but stopped dead when it moved. The root extended from the soil, curling further around her leg, and tightening in a split second. Mila felt a wave of panic rise in her chest like bile, and she grabbed the tough limb, trying to pry it off of her leg. The root didn’t budge. Mila dug into it as best she could with her nails, but felt them flex and start to give before she made and progress in extricating herself. She looked up at the forest in fear, and looked higher as what she saw made her blood turn cold. The trees at the edge of the clearing were leaning over her, as if they were watching. The trees weren’t supposed to do that, they were not supposed to move. Everything Mila knew screamed that something was way off about her situation.    The hot, acidic panic in Mila’s chest turned to cold dread as the root started to pull on her leg, shifting her focus back to it in an instant. She screamed out “SOMEBODY HELP ME!”, but there was no one nearby. She was halfway up a two kilometre walk to where all the houses were. The closest manmade structures were just a playground across the road, and nobody was there. It was 10:30pm, everyone in the little town was either on a night shift or in bed. She felt the root pull harder, and watched her foot disappear into the grass covered soil, and she lost any balance as the root pulled into the earth. She fell over, her hands scrabbling at the concrete as her other leg was grasped by another woody tendril and pulled into the ground, but she found no purchase. She screamed again as the roots pulled her entirely underground, the hole that had opened closing shut and not even leaving a scar in the grass as a piece of paper she had dropped drifted away in the cold autumn wind.   …   Mila felt the soil passing around her. The roots had been pulling her through a tight earthen tunnel for what felt like around five minutes. She had not really stopped panicking, she was still in the most bizarre situation she had ever been embroiled in. She was able to slow her brain down, and recognize that she was still breathing, there was no pain from any wounds beyond a few scratches or cuts from the occasional stone in the tunnel, and she hadn’t been torn to pieces by some kind of carnivorous tree system, meaning these roots were taking her somewhere. She couldn’t do anything about her situation, anyway. Her arms were pinned where they were, above her head as she couldn’t find any space to bring them down. That was starting to get a little uncomfortable but it wasn’t the worst that could happen. Since she couldn’t do anything about it, her Zoomer instincts and education were starting to work against her in lewd ways. She had always been into the tentacle monster idea, and even if it was plant based, a tentacle was still a tentacle! She just hoped it wasn’t like those fucked up guro manga where pretty brutal fates awaited the girls that were all wrapped up.   She felt the tunnel widening as the ground slowly transition to a smooth stone that almost felt polished on her back as she was dragged across it. Finally, she was able to bring her arms down, her muscles thanking her as she lifted her head and opened her eyes, now seeing a blue glow further down the tunnel. Was that daylight? Had she been dragged through a tunnel so long that the sun had risen? The answer was no, of course. The tendrils dragged her into a large chamber filled with plantlife. Long, leafy vines hung from the roof of the chamber, grasses and ferns and even small trees grew in areas that had soil, and a glowing lichen covered much of the walls, winding around what looked like columns Mila had seen on ancient temples when she had gone on overseas vacations. Wait, those WERE massive stone columns. This place was man made! The chamber gave a feeling of being ancient beyond comprehension, and Mila was suitably in awe. She was so amazed in fact, that she didn’t notice when the roots stopped dragging her and unwound from her legs.   Mila finally looked down, and seeing the roots retreating into the undergrowth nearest her, she jumped to her feet as fast as she could. Her clothes were a mess. She couldn’t help but feel a bit pissed off that both her shirt and pants were ripped, dirt and a small amount of blood staining the fabric. She looked herself over, shaking the dirt out of her curly hair and poking and prodding the larger scratches on her legs, belly and back to make sure they were just scratches and nothing was gushing out that shouldn’t be. Mila had never been happier to have been wearing a bra as she examined herself. It seemed to have protected her girls from the tunnel’s most jagged spots excellently.   Having done her once-over, she decided it was about time to figure out what the hell was going on. She pulled her phone out of her pocket.   No service.   Of course, she expected that. She had no idea how deep underground or where  she was in the the first place. She started walking over to the nearest stone column. As she drew closer, she was able to make out carven shapes in the pale stone, the blue light casting faint shadows in the depressions. She could make out shapes like the root-tentacles that had dragged her here and fortunately/unfortunately not molested her. Her eyes and fingers followed the roots carved into the stone, tracing over sharp letters in some long-dead language, finding the lines all converging on a carving of a woman, surprisingly detailed and with her hips set into the opening of a flower, as if she were coming out of it. Mila turned, gazing out into the chamber. She could see some doorways along the outer walls, leading to who knew where in what? Was it some ancient temple she was in, dedicated to a plant goddess and filled with sentient vines?   As if to answer her unspoken questions she saw some of the root like tendrils spiralling down the column closest to her, coming from a gap between the pillar and the great pale stone bricks that formed the ceiling that obviously allowed enough roots for the unique plants in the chamber to grow. The roots came thicker out of the gap until it looked like they were squeezing through, their girth easily the same as Mila’s thighs. The roots reached the mossy floor, spreading out in a fanning pattern. Mila wondered if they were looking for her, and backed up cautiously. She definitely wasn’t convinced that these plants weren't just dragging her to where they dragged all their prey, but she had never really heard of disappearances in her town, so she couldn't be sure. Still, she decided to err of the side of caution and kept a distance from the roots.   That is, until she stepped on a dead leaf, that crunched in a way that would be glorious on the surface, but made Mila freeze like all the roots did. It was vibrations, they were following vibrations. Mila’s breath quickened at that. They were searching for her. They started moving again, but this time they snapped into action, slithering across the uneven floor like snakes pursuing their prey, and before she could react they had touched and wrapped around Mila’s shoes. She gave a yelp of surprise and jerked one foot out of her left shoe, and the right quickly followed. Unfortunately for her, she stepped on a cluster of roots that took their chance and immediately spiralled around her right leg, the bundle of roots tensing and hoisting her up into the air, upside down. The roots swarmed her, wriggling under her clothes and wrapping around her left leg and both arms, immobilizing her. The roots continued to crawl under her clothes, brushing all over her and roughly stimulating the more sensitive areas. They continued to move until Mila could feel her heart pounding from the roots now grinding over her nipples and labia, and then they all stopped at once.   The roots flexed, squeezing Mila tight in their embrace. Mila felt the breath squeezed from her lungs, but also felt and heard fabric tearing, until the buttons started popping from her shirt. The seams were next to go on her shirt and pants, and as they started to fall away she heard the fabric of her bra and panties tear, and the roots finally exploded outwards from her body, the pressure on her spiking as her clothes put up a valiant defence. Her clothes, now nothing more than tattered cloth and buttons, drifted to the floor as the roots nearly encapsulating her body wound back, revealing her smooth light brown skin, slender limbs, perky breasts, toned stomach and butt and her shoulder length, curly black hair. The roots that held her limbs didn’t let go, and mila couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, being held in the air now naked for all the chamber to see. Not that there was anyone to ogle her, it seemed her only company was flowers and glowing fruit.   She smelled a fruity perfume grow stronger in the room, and at the same time felt her skin becoming warmer, almost to the point where she was breaking out in a sweat. Mila couldn’t help but suspect the intentions of whatever chemical laced into the pollen the flowers must be releasing, cause they were doing a damn good job of making her horny. She felt the heat in her body grow stronger, especially in her erogenous areas as the roots began to move again. They didn’t move towards any particular place on her body. Instead, they formed natural cuffs around her wrists and ankles, as well as a sort of supporting structure under her thighs, which were now being spread wide as the roots pulled her legs apart. She felt her face get even hotter than her nether regions as she blushed, and then she saw the real tentacles.   Thick pale-green stalks drooping from the ceiling dropped towards her, their fibrous lengths unraveling from between the great quartz bricks like so many worms in compost. As the tendrils grew closer to her, the fruity scent became stronger. Mila realized the aphrodisiac scent must be exuded from the tentacles themselves as her hips gave a needy wiggle, Mila only now realizing how bad she needed it as she bit her lip in anticipation.   The tentacles came into contact with her belly, the cool, slick flesh making her stomach jump as she wasn’t used to the cold. The tendrils spiralled around her belly and began to move towards her crotch and mouth, the latter moving quicker as the tentacle bumped into Mia’s lips, an herbal  scent invading her nostrils. Mia kept her lips shut, she was horny thanks to the tendrils sure, but she wasn’t into letting them into her mouth.   At least, that was what she thought until a thinner tentacle shot into her tight nostril and then down her throat, making her open her mouth and gag.The thicker tentacle took its opportunity and plugged her now open mouth as the nostril filling one left, its duty finished. Mia’s eyes were wide in surprise at the strategy the tendrils employed, and at the taste of the tentacle on her tongue as it slid to the back of her throat. It was almost like an aloe drink, sweet and jelly-like.    A slightly sour fluid seemed to be leaking from the tip of the tentacle, and it seemed to be coming in higher quantities now. The tentacle suddenly started moving, pressing deeper into Mia’s mouth, the thinness of the limb allowing it to slip past her mouth and into her throat. Much to Mia’s surprise, there was no gag this time… Something in the sour fluid turned the reaction off maybe? Either way, she felt it bulge her throat as it started to slide towards her stomach, disappearing behind her collarbone, and shortly after popping through the sphincter into her stomach. Mia felt it coil in her belly slightly, the lack of gag reflex doing wonders to prevent her from panicking, even though she could only take a light breath here and there around the resident of her esophagus.   Mia felt the tentacle plump up, deep down and just above her stomach, then a slight vibration in the tentacle said a couple things to her, either it was some kind of acid that would make her into an easily digestible meal for what was actually a carnivorous plant, or something interesting was happening. She didn’t see a way out, and didn’t see a reason for it to make her horny other than… THAT… So she decided to stay calm and see where it was going. She felt the tip of the tentacle that had leaked its sour fluid open up at the tip like a flower blossom, and something started to gush into her stomach, quickly filling it with a slick, heavy weight.   Her stomach quickly filled with the sap, Mila feeling like she had eaten a full thanksgiving dinner already, and the tentacle not stopping. She started to feel pain, but the feeling disappeared as the sphincter in her stomach gave way and the fluid gushed through into her duodenum, Mila bow feeling instant relief.The relief wasn’t permanent though, and Mila jerked as she felt the tentacle shove more of its length down her throat, through her stomach and into her intestines, creating an odd pressure where there was never meant to be feeling. The tentacle slid through her mouth deeper into her belly, and she could feel her organs shifting as the tentacle started to wend its way through her guts, its ultimate goal unknowable.   Mila could feel her belly stretching at this point, she felt the tentacle continue to pump its lubricating fluids through her guts, sliding through in a way that might even be pleasant… She wasn’t aware of how big her belly was at this point but to anyone watching it looked like she was pregnant at almost full term. She felt her belly button pop out as the pressure and fullness of her guts forced the depression inside out. Another tentacle investigated the new protuberance, its slime lubricating the way as it slid to the deepest part of her umbilicus… And it promptly slid through, something in the slime making her body open up in ways thought impossible to most, her umbilical scar opening up for the tentacle easily. Mila gave a weak groan as she felt the slippery tendril invade her belly button, now within her body cavity and taking great care in her delicate insides, but all the same preparing them for something with more slime, so much so that it leaked out of her navel around the invading organ, a drip of green slime running down her domed tummy.   As the tentacle found its way closer and closer to her colon, Mila couldn’t help but wonder if it would do it… She had always been into tentacle monsters but surely this one wasn’t about to do THAT? Go all the way through her, her asshole stretched open by the girth of a tentacle that had plunged down her throat? Mila wanted it. Wanted it more than she could have imagined, wanted it so bad that she was immeasurably satisfied when she felt the thing slide into her colon and begin making its way to her butthole. Pressure from the slime it had been pumping to protect her guts from its mass was now knocking on her backdoor from the wrong way, and Mila could feel her butthole leaking the stuff, until the tentacle rounded the bend and the pressure overpowered her, a splash of green goop bursting out of her bum and splashing on the stones below.   Now it was the tentacle’s turn, Mila gasped as much as she could manage as the limb reached her rectum…    And Mila came as her anus stretched around the tentacle, her 22 year old body impaled from mouth to butt, and she loved it. She came so hard that she could feel her guts straining around the tentacle that occupied them, only adding to the intensity of the sensation. She lifted her head slightly, as much as she could with the tentacle in her throat, and looked at herself, the tentacle in her bellybutton caressing her insides as the tentacle the now emerged from her bum filled them. She looked up at the tentacles from where they descended from the roof, and saw curiously glowing bulges traveling along their lengths, drawing ever closer to her. She felt the tentacle coming out of her ass now teasing at her pussy lips, and imagined she’d have a hell of a story to tell if she ever got out of the temple.   TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter 3 - Being a willing breeding vessel has its benefits...

Mila stirred, her sleep drifting away in sheets as the tentacles gently caressed her, almost cocooning her in the sinewy lengths. She stirred more, now half awake as she began to take in her surroundings, the dim teal light that filled the chamber softly illuminating a mass of limbs that had squirmed from between the stones and now held her body as if she was in a bed that adjusted itself to her body. Mila licked her lips, her mouth dry, and before she could look around there was a smooth white tendril in front of her face, the tip dribbling clear fluid that appeared to be water.   Without much though at all Mila opened her mouth in a submissive’O’, the tentacle placing itself on her tongue and releasing a faintly flowery tasting water, which she gulped down eagerly, the coolness spreading through her chest like it was taking root in her lungs. When she was sated, the tentacle pulled away from her mouth and disappeared, and Mila realized something. She hadn’t asked for water. The thought that she was thirsty had hardly registered before she had been offered a drink, and it was almost as if the vines knew when she was finished drinking. She squirmed a bit in the tendril’s embrace as the worms, or tentacles, or larvae- Whatever was inside her belly, uterus and digestive tract began to squirm and proceeded to squirm harder as more of their glowing eggs ruptured and they were freed into her warm insides.    She recalled all the orbs the tentacles had forced into her uterus and belly button maybe hours before. Mila couldn’t help but feel really weirded out, even as the first of the tentacles breached her cervix and as her belly button bulged outwards as the baby tentacles pushed against her body to earn their freedom.   The ones in her belly pushed their way out first. Her belly danced, her navel pushed out until a Squirt of fluid escaped from her belly button and it stretched open around the sausage-like girth of a young tentacle, which slithered out of her body and fell to the ground, disappearing into the moss and roots. Two came out next, the stretch making her gasp in both shock and pleasure, reminding her that her navel was now an erogenous zone as they squeezed out, lube dribbling down her domed belly as the tentacles in her pussy finally broke through the resistance her cervix was putting up and jostled their way through her vagina, spreading her lips four and five at a time.   The tentacles kept coming out, bigger ones stretching her navel, every divot and bump on their sinuous length stimulating her to the point of orgasm, and the ones pressing on her G-spot while slithering out of her pussy finishing the job. Mila barely registered when the tentacles started breaching from her ass, but soon enough her bum was stretched by the mass of three of the new worms squeezing out at once, forcing the ones in her pussy to slowly GRIND against her G-spot and clit, that orgasm being notably more intense than the others.   Her eyes were rolling up and her arms and legs were twitching by the time they finally slid through her stomach, up into her throat and down between her breasts, her orgasms and immense pleasure making her mind go blank. She didn’t even register that the ones in her belly button had started coming out two and three at a time, and her belly was only half the size it was when she was filled.   To be honest, it didn’t matter. She was at the very pinnacle of ecstasy.   The tendrils kept pushing out of her, hundreds had exited her holes now, and with every one that pushed its way past her overstimulated lips and asshole she got closer to blacking out from sheer mental overload.   Then, she did.   …..   Mila woke up with a jerk, the sheets flying off of her as she sat up in a cold sweat. Breathing heavily, she looked around frantically, no sign of tentacles anywhere. She looked around, she was in bed, at home. She was fine, or at least she thought so. She began poking at her flat trim stomach, no bulges from eggs. She went so far as to poke into her belly button, maybe a small twinge but it felt…   ‘Normal’ she thought with no small amount of disappointment.   The tentacles, the eggs, the birthing, it was all a dream, though it felt real, sounded real, and well… smelled real. Mila finally looked at her phone for the time. 5:30 am. She still had hours left to sleep before she even had to start to get ready for her 2:00pm shift at the coffee shop.   Later…   As she pulled her pants up around her hips after getting all washed up and ready for the day, Mila noticed something she hadn’t before. The old terrarium she had from when she had a lizard years ago was set up in her bedroom, heat lamp softly glowing, and something resting, curled up in the corner. She got closer, whispering “No fuckin way…”, realizing it looked just like the tentacles from her ‘dream’, now very obviously a reality. It was a soft purple, smooth with the occasional protruding vein or ridge here and here.   It stirred, one end of it lifting sleepily and pointing towards Mila, as if looking at her. Mila felt a horny flutter in her tummy as she got a delicious idea, and with no time to lose, she pulled her pants down around her butt, unlatched the front of the terrarium, put her ass on the edge, which gained the creature’s immediate interest. She reached back and spread her cheeks, inviting the tentacle to enter her forbidden cavern, and cooed softly as she felt its cool flesh press up against her now tightly puckered butthole, squirting several cups of lubricant into her colon before firmly pressing inside and quickly slurping itself into her guts, making itself very much at home.   Today was going to be a very interesting day at work indeed.

Chapter 0 - Probed

It’s pretty close to midnight when you get the shop all cleaned and closed up, and you’re more than ready to walk the single kilometer home through the park. Locking the front door of the coffee shop, you breathe a sigh of relief and pull a small plastic bag out of your coat’s inside pocket, revealing a joint you had rolled just this morning, for just this occasion. As you cross the street and walk into the park along an unlit but rather short trail, you consider the likelihood of being assaulted by some vagrant, but as far as you’re aware nothing like that has ever happened here. You traipse into the wooded area until you’re sure no one will see you light up; Sure it’s legal nowadays but you still like to keep your substances private from the uniform you’re still wearing. You breathe deeply, the smoke filling your lungs and seconds later making your brain buzz as you continue down the park trail. You hear the wind rushing through the trees, and glance up, seeing a cloud obstructing the moon. You look back down and continue, idly wondering if it’ll be raining tomorrow. Wait… Clouds aren’t supposed to look so smooth… You look back up and see what appears to be a pitch black almond directly above you. You stop in your tracks as you stare at the object hanging above you. As you watch, a small spot of light appears on the bottom of the object, and you suddenly feel light headed. Light everything, in fact. Glancing back down you realize you’re no longer on the ground. You’re levitating about three feet from the trail, a distance that increases slowly as you watch, before suddenly you are hurled straight up in the air, flipping end over end! You try to scream, but the air is rushing by you so quick you can’t make a sound without your breath catching! The joint falls from between your fingers and plummets back towards the ground as you keep rising. Clearly, the almond is a flying saucer and you’re currently being abducted by aliens. You hope they don’t eat you. Your upwards momentum slows noticeably, and seconds later the light on the bottom of the alien craft illuminates you before you’re sucked through the hole, which silently irises closed behind you. You’re nauseous from the sudden motion and coming to such a sudden halt, still suspended in whatever gravity field is holding you. After catching your breath, you glance around the room to see it’s unoccupied, and the loss of your precious hand rolled joint hits you like a freight train. A door opens in the far side of the hemispherical room, a tall figure sillhouetted in the light spilling in. It moves in, its upper half perfectly still as its lower half undulates like a pile of worms. Holy shit, an actual alien. The alien moves close enough for the light in the room to illuminate it properly, and what you see is not terribly appealing, unlike some fantasy would have you believe. It looks a lot like an octopus crossed with a tree. At the base of its body, it has four thick tentacles that undulate, carrying its mass across the floor, and it’s body looks a lot like a massive pill stood up on the base. It has a single, gigantic eye that stares unblinking at you, making you feel a little anxious that your worry about them eating you wasn’t entirely in vain… It approaches you, a large horizontal mouth below its singular eye splitting into what is clearly a predatory leer as its tentacles lash out and enwrap your body. With a jerk, it yanks your bound form out of the gravity field and without so much as a word turns around and heads for the same door it entered through. You can hardly breathe. It’s squeezing you so tight that your tits are flattened against your chest, and your arms are completely bound at your sides leaving you free to wiggle your ankles, and that alone. The alien carries you down a clean white hallway, and dips into what looks almost like a broom closet, but a broom closet that has some kind of multi-armed robot mounted to the wall. The alien lifts you in its powerful grasp and unfurls its tentacles enough that your belly and chest are exposed, and then it presses a button to the side and the machine hums to life, digital eyes flashing on as the robot begins to examine you, gently pressing cool metal fingers into your belly before it draws back, and a beam of blindingly bright light shoots into your midsection! It’s hot, the light doesn’t even illuminate your skin much, instead passing right through into your abdominal cavity. You feel a bubbling sensation in your guts, and feel your insides cramping as the light simply erases any solid material in your digestive tract. You burp unexpectedly, the gas smelling like the burger you had just before locking up the shop. Another alien enters the room and observes you next to the one restraining you, and once the light the robot is piercing you with is extinguished, it grabs you as well, wrapping its thick tendrils around you and very obviously flicking your nipples, making you gasp in shock. The aliens lift you and carry you into a larger room, where they unceremoniously rip your clothes off. their tendrils slide beneatch ypur clothes, from neck to pant-leg on each side, and then they pull. Your clothes split immediately and after they drag the shredded cloth feom your form, you’re left completely naked! Looking down in dismay at your exposed body, you notice that the machine they used must have removed all your body hair with its light as well! While you’re still gazing at yourself, one of the aliens wraps a limb around your head, tilting it back and wriggling the tip against your lips in an effort to get into your mouth. You don’t comply that easily, prompting it to pinch your nose until you’re forced to open your mouth to take a breath, and like clockwork the tentacle slithers into your mouth and pries your jaw open. Your eyes dart back and forth as the aliens cluster around you, five in all now. One of the Roper-esque creatures is carrying something that looks like a long, narrow funnel with a harness at the end… And before you can voice your protest the alien jams the funnel-thing into your mouth, pushing it well past your tonsils, uvula, and into your throat where it slides into your trachea, completely blocking your esophagus. Your body wants to puke, but there’s nothing in your digestive tract anyway.  As your body spasms with dry heaves, you glimpse one of the aliens flex its trunk-like torso, and a long, shockingly pink tentacle emerges from a slit near the base of its body. Oh god, it just keeps coming out! There’s no other word for what you’re seeing other than a penis. It’s big, long, pink, strong, and it clearly wants to dance all night long!  You feel queasy looking at the thing, surely they can’t be planning to fuck you? How on earth will it fit, or are they just going to make it fit? Unpleasant images of ruptured organs flit through your mind as the alien draws near, slathering some kind of oil on its cock eagerly. You struggle against your captors, unable to say any meaningful words through the gag, but your panicked vocalizations come through clear as day. You scream and start to cry as the oily appendage of the one claiming you shoves directly into your unprepared asshole, battering aside any resistance your poor stretched anus could muster and completely ignoring your twitching pussy, aside from one tentacle mashing your clit as it drags over your body.  The alien shows no concern for your own comfort as it crams its vein-studded appendage through your sensitive ring, stretching sphincters painfully as you gasp in shock, pain and sheer fullness. Your belly bulges up past your navel with alien cock rapidly burrowing into your intestines and pushing through sphincter after sphincter until it meets the end of your colon, where it pokes around, finds the smallest sphincter yet and plows through into your small intestine. It feels like you’re being repeatedly punched in the stomach, and it just keeps going… the alien enthusiastically feeds its twenty foot cock into you, drawing squeals and moans with every sphincter it batters through until your belly looks like a tightly wrapped bag of udon noodles. Your belly button inverts with a ‘pop!’ and stands out atop your tentacock packed tummy, straining further out with every laboured breath you take. your gasps and moans of discomfort mean nothing to the aliens, in fact they think they’re moans of pleasure, as they’re just dipshit alien burnouts looking for some cute human to get their rocks off with as an anal onahole they chatter amongst themselves excitedly as the alien currently stuffing your large and small intestine finally makes its cockslit kiss your asshole. 20 feet of cock, hilted in your guts. It starts to cum. You feel thick pulses of alien cum surging through the length buried in your ass and deeper into you, making your belly quake and shudder. The orgasm reaches its tip, and with a groan you feel hundreds of massive sperm flooding your guts. Each the size of a small egg, they squirm in your tummy as more and more are forced into your guts, until you feel a liquid rush in your belly, and with a burp squeezing around the gag, you feel it rising in your throat. Your mouth opens on its own as the sperm meet the throat gag the aliens shoved into your mouth, and immediately pressure starts to build in your tummy, no release possible due to the sheer depth of the aliens cock precluding any of its hyper-sperm from wriggling out of your butthole. Instead, one of the aliens babbles in its goofy-ahh language and raises a tentacle. You feel like you’re gonna pop, you groan weakly as the alien 20 feet up your butt shudders, still pumping sperm into you. Your tummy strains, the skin stretched thin and red, your navel strained to the breaking point as it pulses with every heartbeat and load of sperm pushed into you. The alien that’s babbling finally stops (they talk annoying asf) and pointing its tentacle overtop your tummy, it slams the tip into into the center of your belly button, twisting the tendril and drilling into the center of your umbilical scar. It’s trying to break through your skin! Your umbilicus is forced to indent into your taut belly where it twists, stretches, and finally, agonizingly, it happens; Your belly button splits open into a new fuckhole in a shock of pain that makes you gasp and scream through your gag as its thick limb drives through your navel and into your overstuffed body cavity. Hot tears roll down your cheeks as the alien up your bum is still pumping more oversized sperm into you. The alien breaking through your belly button chuckles gormlessly as it stuffs its unlubricated tentacle through your umbilicus, stretching your navel WIDE open; You can feel it sliding around amongst your overstuffed guts, forcing several feet into you until it drags its tendril out, making you groan loudly at the rasping of its moist skin in your flesh. It pulls its tentacle out of your tummy with a ‘schlur-pop!’ leaving your broken navel gaping slightly as it reaches into a nearby glass tank filled with green fluid and pulls out a thick worm-like organism. The thing thrashes, splattering green goop everywhere in the alien’s grip. You cringe in revulsion looking at the thing, two sucker-like mouths, a fat, dark red fleshy body and a bulbous tail squirming as it brings the thing over your domed tummy, and drops it onto your skin with a wet plop. The double-mouthed worm thing wriggles as it slides around on your stuffed and heaving stomach until jerks, its toothless mouths searching until it moves, having found your new tummy-hole. It leaves a trail of slime on you, and letting out a squelch of excitement, it wastes no time in shoving its two mouths through your broken umbilicus and squeezing its fat body into yours. You gasp and groan at the undulations of the thing shoving itself in between your abdominal muscles, your abs flexing as best they can while stretched so thin to deny the intruder entry, but alas, it disappears through your navel with a massive stretch of your abused flesh and a wet ‘schlorp’ , only the tail now visible and rapidly disappearing as each bulb of it pops into you and it wiggles into your guts. You scream again through the throat gag as you feel the worm latch on to your internal organs, and a hot melting feeling radiates from your navel. The parasite is merging with your flesh, one of its mouths connecting to your small intestine, the other grabbing on to your femoral artery, and the tail melting into your flesh to make itself one piece with your broken belly button! you feel it like an ember in your belly until it’s nearly connected to you completely and the sensation fades, leaving you panting and sweating. Suddenly, you feel the thing connect to your nervous system and your brain lights up. Your belly button and now connected hole is suddenly way more sensitive than your ass or pussy, and as the alien once again shoves its tentacle through your belly button hole you cum, forcefully splattering squirt up the front of the one hilted in your ass.  You orgasm continuously as the alien stuffs your belly button this time, and it slides its tentacle further into you than it did on the initial button-breaking penetration, and good god that stretch… It feeds five feet of tendril into your navel and you orgasm the whole time, your belly straining far enough that stretch marks race down your skin. It’s as if your navel has become a second pussy connected to your guts, and by the time it pulls its limb back out, it’s now covered in a slick sheen of mucus secreted by worm that’s completely integrated with your flesh, you’re shivering in pure ecstasy as the first egg-sized hyper-sperm wiggles through your new organ and starts to emerge from your belly… And is sucked back into you by your new navel-hole’s muscle as the cock in your ass begins to deflate. The alien 20 feet in your ass begins to pull out, your belly rapidly reducing in size as the alien loses its erection and pulls out of you foot by foot. Your insides suckle hungrily at the retreating member, or is it just the lack of lube making your insides stick to it? Orgasm after orgasm is wrung out of you at the sensation of the veins rubbing your g-spot from inside your ass, your gasps and moans truly becoming that of pleasure now. The still-swollen head of the alien’s dick catches in your asshole and drags the sphincter out, and with a jerk from the alien, it pops out in a mess of clear lube and wriggling alien sperm. They flood out of your ass in a tidal wave as your stuffed belly deflates, your pussy quivering and squirting as your navel does the same. The alien shuffles away without so much as a kiss, and within seconds another lines up to take its place. You look the newcomer it its single massive eye, and leering at you hungrily, it lets out its own cock, and by the forerunners, it’s way longer than the first! Wasting no time with their nonsensical babble, the next alien viciously slams its cock through your anus and pounds the top of your colon with it, bulging your belly way more intensely than the first! The air is forced out of your lungs as it hits your diaphragm and curves, following your guts until it slurps into your small intestine and keeps going, just like the last one. This time isn’t like the last one though… You feel the alien stop feeding its cock into you as your tummy is again expanding with its cock-pregnancy, poking around until it finds the hole it was looking for. You feel something deep inside stretch, and you squirt all over your butt-lover again as your navel bulges out obscenely! Several huge sperm are forced through your tight belly button, where they pop out noisily and sloppily and plop on the metal floor, wiggling uselessly until you both see and feel your belly button stretching around the aliens cock, fucking its way out through your navel! Clear alien cum-lube squirts out of your navel, splattering on your domed, writhing belly, and your hyper-sensitive navel gives up the ghost, and with a final splurt of clear alien precum, it stretches and gapes wide open as the aliens cock emerges like some perverse worm from the earth. You stare in shock at the wriggling pink tendril that’s busted out of your belly, both horrified and aroused at your predicament. It surges further into you, and so further out of you as well! Your mind goes blank yet again at the rasping of its pronounced veins slithering through your insides. It pushes a full six feet through your navel, slime sheeting off the alien phallus as it wriggles softly, veins pulsing visibly with the alien’s odd 3 pump heartbeat, and then it flexes towards your mouth as the alien babbles something completely incomprehensible, but it makes sense a few seconds later as another of the aliens grabs the back of the gag wrapped around your head, undoes some kind of latch, and pulls it out of your throat, leaving slime and sperm free to surge up your throat single file, your genetic cargo spewing from your lips as soon as the gag leaves. You heave and vomit more sperm, until the tentacular penis unceremoniously shoves into your mouth and pushes your tongue aside before barging into your esophagus. Your throat bulges obscenely as the cock and sperm force back down your throat, the bulge of the thing’s glans disappearing behind your collarbone and ribcage, down past your vital organs, stretching the elastic tunnel to the breaking point until it pops into your stomach! Only then does the alien hilt itself in your bum, several feet more of cock sliding out of your belly button to form a writhing ‘n’ from your belly to your throat, and you gurgle weakly around the length occupying your throat as you feel the first bulge of alien spunk squeezing through its cock and into your guts. Another bulge. And another. You keenly feel where inside your guts the alien took a detour to violate your navel from within, and your mind explodes as your belly button stretches even further around the emerging load of sperm, your pussy squirting and quivering as the bulge finally reaches your mouth, and the sperm are forced through the tentacock one at a time, each popping into your stomach and quickly wriggling through the sphincter and into your duodenum, presumably in search of alien eggs to fertilize. Tears sting your eyes as your body is strained beyond what anyone could imagine, the incredible fullness making you light headed… Oh wait, that’s probably the oxygen starvation from having an alien cock shoved down your throat for the last minute. You begin to panic as you realize you’re close to passing out, your body spasming in response to your alarm. You’re lightheaded, and while the feeling makes your current groin-soaking orgasm that much more intense, you don’t wanna die whilst impaled like this! You jerk, feeling the eyes upon you as the alien occupying your ass groans in relief, his own orgasm coming to a close as the last bulge of sperm pushes into your guts. You moan as loud as you can, your mind beginning to fade even as the fresh sperm have finally found their way to the other alien’s load, the pressure building and even forcing some out around the cock buried in your ass and gaping your belly button, popping out of your holes and shooting across the cream-white room, some even splatting on the walls before flopping around on the floor. You’re quickly passing out, and by the time the last bulge surges into your stomach and the alien drags his dick out of your throat, leaving the sperm to surge out of your throat in great heaves until your stomach has emptied, your mind is just a dull grey fog punctuated by orgasms as the cock pulls rapidly through your slackening guts, the glans popping back inside you through your belly button, leaving it gaping lewdly and widely enough for the sperm to wiggle through. Soon, though, the heaving stops, and you’re finally able to take a great breath of sweet oxygenated air before coughing up a half liter of alien cockslime that you inadvertently inhaled. The aliens babble amongst themselves, three of the group not having had any way with your ass yet. The one that just pulled out of you says something to the others, and after a few more murmurs from the others, one of them places the flat of one of their tentacles on your sperm filly cum-tummy, and pushes down hard. Egg-like sperm spew from your lips, asshole, and navel alike as the alien squishes your tummy mercilessly. You nearly cum with every single one emerging from your ass, and every one emerging from your belly button sends you over the edge. You can’t breathe for vomiting alien spunk all over, your head leaned back as your throat bulges wildly, stretching so much it hurts. Eventually though, three or four minutes of the alien squeezing your guts later, the flow finally comes to a close. The sperm stop surging from your throat, leaving only a few stragglers for you to throw up as their wiggling makes you nauseous. The wigglers in your guts are easy enough to push out like any normal bowel movement now, but your ass is gaping lewdly each time you relax your muscles now. You hope it’s not permanent. The last spot for the sperm to emerge is your tummy, the alien massaging and squeezing them out through your navel by squishing your stomach until they’re under the new junction in your organs, and pressing into your belly hard enough that they’re forced through the rapidly tightening hole. It seems satisfied with its work, and removes its tentacles, and you can finally take a breath that isn’t shallow, filling your lungs fully. You lift your head and look down along your body, surprised to see that your tummy is as flat as it ever was, with no visible stretch marks to indicate the ridiculous strain your body was just put under. You can feel that your asshole is still gaping though, the cool air in your rectum and colon making you feel achingly empty, and you find yourself almost wishing they would continue. Sadly for your horny/stockholmed little brain, it is not to be. The aliens grasping your body pull you off the floor where they had initially laid you and begin to carry you over to a table nearby.  They gently lay you down on the table, still holding both arms and legs, and they pull on your limbs until all of them are pinted directly out to the sides. Your hip flexors ache and threaten to cramp at the sudden splits, the the aliens seem to understand this much about your physiology as they massage the muscles around your pelvis, not being careful at all to avoid plunging three or four feet of tentacle each into your abused bum during the massage. You decide the fullness and fresh stretching of your anus is better than the emptiness, and sigh happily as your belly bulges again, however far more gently this time. The butt-rutting ends soon, your disappointed moan as they retract telling you more about yourself than you care to admit. You look at them and then catch sight of the one holding the probe. Oh fuck. It’s a big, shiny metal stick with big steel bulbs all the way down, the one at the tip is huge! It’s easily six inches across, going down to what looks like four.  “No way!” You burst out.  Eyeing you inquisitively but showing no understanding, the alien moves closer to your clearly visible undercarriage, slathering a slick slime onto the largest bulb. You can’t help but feel a sting of alarm at a crackle of static electricity along the shaft.  “That’s too big! If won’t fit!” You yell, before the alien holding your left limbs shoves another tentacle into your mouth to shut you up. The alien with the big metal stick drops it between your cheeks, the cool hard metal making you jolt and squeak as a spark of static arcs directly on your gaping anus. The metal makes full contact with your hole, and you feel your flesh stretch. It hurts in such an erotically pleasing way. The stretch is beyond anything you’ve ever felt, yet your feel your body making way for the hard probe as it forces through your anus. You squeal around the tentacle in your mouth as the widest part of the metal ball is slowly, agonizingly forced into you, pushing so hard that your hips creak and spread, your ligaments stretching and aching until the ball finally slides through, and it freight-trains through your rectum, stretching its way into your colon as the alien giggles in delight and feeds more of the metal stick into your butt. Your guts expand around the ball, slowly stretching its way until it’s at the very top of your descending colon! The alien keeps pushing it into you, working to get the final bulb inside you, you start to groan louder to tell them it’s just too much, you feel like they’re about to break something! You jerk and shudder and groan loudly and finally, the alien stops. Panting around the tentacle, you look down and see the gigantic bulge of the steel probe all the way up to your sternum! The alien holding the now still probe fiddles with something on the end of the stick, and your vision goes white. You scream around the tentacle as an electric surge runs through your body, direct through your asshole. You can feel it running along your spine just about seeing every nerve alight! You gasp and shudder, but just as suddenly as it came, the shock stops. Still shuddering from the static running up and down your back, the alien fiddles with the stick again, and you feel the balls deep in your ass… Deflating? The sense of overfullness you were not exactly enjoying disappears, and the alien slides the stick with now-small lumps across the length out of your destroyed anus, and the alien simply wanders out of the room with the tool. You hardly have time to catch your breath before the two holding you still hoist you off the table unceremoniously, carrying you between them like a sack of potatoes, all the way down the hall to a familiar room, in fact, this is the same room they sucked you into the ship with! The aliens carrying you approach the open hole, and craning your neck you can see the ground, several streets you recognize, and- Wait wait, holy shit, you’re hundreds of feet in the air! You try to scream as they toss you through the hole, but all you manage is a surprised ‘whoop!’. You don’t plummet like you expected. Instead, you find yourself floating down to the earth rather gently. You look back up at the aliens watching you from the now closing iris in the bottom of their saucer. One of the pair waggles a tentacle, finally saying something you can understand. “Bai baiiiii!” You almost unconciously lift your right arm and give a little wave back, but then something in the field lowering you to the ground changes, and you’re flipped around right before you pass the tree line, giving you time to prepare for your landing. The gravity field sets you down gently, and without so much as a shudder, you flop onto the grass on your side, naked, gaping asshole in full view right next to the park trail you were walking along. By the time you look up, the alien’s blacked out ship is already streaking off into the sky. It takes you something like half an hour to recover in any reasonable way, enough to get up and stagger over to the pile of clothes they ripped off of you so eagerly… At least they left your wallet , keys, and phone in your backpack, but you’re still without clothes! Given it’s the wee hours of the morning, at least you presume until you look at your phone… Yep. 3:47 am. You figure you can make it home without being seen, you live just across the park from the shop you work at anyways. You stagger home, legs weak from the brutal butt/gutfucking you just endured. You have some trouble finding the right key as your hands are still shaking from exertion, but once you manage to stumble into your cottage and lock the door, you make your way on autopilot to the bedroom and fall onto the mattress. You’re asleep before your head hits the pillow. … … You wake up gently, your eyes struggling to open and your hair an absolute rats nest, the kind that only comes when you’ve had one of those really restful sleeps. As you wake, you remember your encounter with the extraterrestrials the night before. The memory jolts your mind into wakefullness and you sit up, heart pounding. You throw the covers off yourself and look over your body, but nothing seems to be amiss. Boobs, check. Pussy, check. Asshole… They’re all there! Your fingers graze your pucker and you’re surprised to feel it’s just as tight as before last night… Was it all some fucked up dream? Your breath catches as you recall the aliens drilling through your navel and letting some kind of worm squiggle into your belly and bond to you, and your fingers move to your navel, dipping into the indent and feeling your belly button. To be honest, the initial agony of the alien drilling out your belly button only magnified the pleasure you later felt. Totally normal. Unless… You put your right index finger in your mouth, wetting it with your saliva. Your point your finger into your navel and begin to press, your nail digging into the sensitive nub uncomfortably until, with a gasp and shiver, your finger slides deep into your navel, the new hole suckling and squeezing your finger hungrily with every beat of your heart. That confirms it, not at all a dream. You pull your finger out, your belly button achingly empty now, and you get out of bed and head for the shower. You make sure to grab a cold beer and crack the lid before you step into the hot water letting it run down your body, washing away the sweat and dried-on slime of the previous night. You set your beer down on the edge of the tub and soap up, the act of cleaning yourself feeling like the best thing in the world as you gently rub your loofah across your skin. You finish and rinse off, but stay in the shower, your hands drifting to your vulva and navel, your fingers gently rubbing your lips, dipping in to massage your clit as your other hand rubs around your belly button. You slide your index finger into your tummy again, your new hole secreting mucus and making it much more enjoyable to fingerfuck your belly button. It’s not quite enough though, so you step out of the shower, still dripping water all over as you walk over to your nightstand. Opening the bottom drawer, you select your favourite tool, a flesh coloured dildo with a vibrating bullet in the shaft. Now excited, you hop back in the shower, pulling the curtain asides and planting your shapely rear on the edge of the tub. You breathe heavily, spreading your belly button wide with your fingers as you bring the tip to the hole and press in. The pressure is ecstasy as your navel opens up slowly to accept the cock, and as the glans of your toy pops through the tight knot of skin and intk your new canal you shiver and moan. You slide it deep jnto your tummy, your body opening up to receive the invader as if you weren’t nearly mortally wounded last night and you’ve always had a fuckable navel. You pull it out some, and begin to thrust into your navel as your other hand plays with your pussy, rubbing your clit harder, dipping into your vagina to get at your oversensitized g-spot, and even pushing your fingers and shortly thereafter your entire fist into your butt! You could never even think of doing that before your abduction, and you blush at the sheer depravity you’re getting up to. You keep playing with yourself, you feel like you’re on fire until finally, you come. You squirt hard, and your belly button flexes so hard that the dildo you have buried to the root is impossible to pull out. You gasp as your orgasm goes beyond what you’ve had masturbating in the past, feeling like your entire nervous system is on fire! You clench hard, both sets of lips quivering and soft moans and gasps emerging from your mouth… And then it’s over. Your body relaxes, releasing your balled up fist that stretches your bum wide as you pull it out, and the dildo hilted in your navel slides out easily, though it drives you to a smaller, secondary orgasm as the glans catches inside and pops out, your hole gaping lewdly as you stuff three fingers inside amidst the heat of your lust just to feel around inside your new biology. You sink down into the tub, curling yourself sideways in the bath and letting the hot water cascade over you as you pant from the release. You stay there till the water runs cold, and eventually groaning in discontentment at the now-frigid shower, you shut it off and stand up, toweling yourself dry. You walk back to your bed, and hearing the call of Morpheus, climb back under the sheets, pulling your duvet all the way up to your nose. Your nipples rub on the sheets, still engorged from your masturbation session and arousing you once again; You’re too tired though. Fucking yourself so thoroughly whilst remembering your treatment at the tentacles of the aliens has taken all the energy out of you, and as you slowly drift back into the realm of dreams, you shiver in delight at the sensations still shooting up and down your spine. You close your eyes, knowing that as soon as you wake up, you’ll have to do the exact same thing again, but that’s for later. All you know is that you’re passing out hard. As you drift off into a peaceful slumber, your belly flutters gently, as if something was slowly wriggling within you.  The sensation is nice, relaxing even, but at this point your mind is too exhausted to consider the implications and switches off, and you sink back back into the oblivion of a dreamless sleep.

Chapter 2 - Eat your greens! (Or they’ll stuff all your holes)

Mila was just coming down from her orgasmic high, the tentacle that had spearheaded the journey from her mouth, down her throat and through her guts and was finally popping out of her asshole was rubbing at her pussy, getting her riled up and ready to cum again. It squished her labia this way and that, the slime that coated the tendril’s surface getting into every nook and cranny on her girl bits, until after several seconds it pressed its head against the opening of her vagina, and unceremoniously squelched into her flower. She shuddered as it ground past her g-spot, stars popping in her eyes when it squished up against her cervix and opened up with a deluge of its slime, the pressure quickly causing the goop to noisily splurt out of her pussy and spatter on the stones and moss below.   She looked at the tentacle that was gently thrusting in and out of her belly button as the major penetrator continued to soak her cervix in slime, through what was a tightly bound knot of scar tissue and was now apparently a fuckable hole, a fact the tentacle was taking full advantage of as the glowing bulges she had noticed earlier drew within five meters of entering her mouth and navel. She was either too horny to care, or wanted to see what the plant monster had in store for her. It didn’t matter, all Mila knew was that it was hot as fuck and she kinda hoped that she could stay in the cave, or temple, or wherever the hell she was.   The bulges continued to glide along the tentacles until the blue glowing bulges finally reached her mouth, stretching her jaw slightly and making her throat bulge even more than it was with the tentacle rammed down her esophagus, but what really made her ears perk was the bulge that was just now reaching her bloated, pregnant looking tummy. The invader in her belly button had stilled, and Mila could only feel the slight peristaltic motions as the orb was pressed up against her navel. It halted, and Mila could feel her belly button stretch as the golf ball sized cargo was forced against her belly, the tentacle determined to deposit its cargo. It pushed harder, denting her belly button inwards, and the stretch grew greater, and the feeling wasn’t unlike doing the splits when one was unprepared. It pushed harder, the sinewy muscle in the tentacle now hard and tight as it increased the pressure on her navel. Mila felt like she might tear in two, the force becoming a bit painful before the widest point of the orb was through, plopping into her belly with and “Shlorp!”, and the next was pressed against her navel and into her mouth, taking much less pressure but still some discomfort this time.   Mila lost count of the orbs that had been pushed through her belly button and down her throat ten minutes later, but the stretching of her navel had become almost pleasurable after only eight orbs were pushed through, deposited neatly in her body cavity as her belly writhed and danced and bulged, the orbs now passing through her small intestine within the tentacle running through her digestive tract. The tentacle that was sticking out of her bum and pressed into her pussy and against her cervix was still splurting its slime against her uterine passage, but it was also thrusting now, as if…   “Shlurch!”   Mila screamed as well as she could as the tentacle slurped past, her cervix giving way and it at last pushed into her uterus, deflowering her in the most complete sense possible. The tentacle throbbed as Mila arched her back, her eyes wide from the shock and felt the orbs running through the tentacle make it into her colon, shlorping through the sphincter from her small intestine and running the final mile It felt like the longest string of anal bead that had ever been fully inserted, one and two and three and then suddenly it was up to twenty one, twenty two, twenty three orbs stretching their way out of Mila’s bum before they started pushing in between her labia and forcing through her cervix, making Mila gasp with every orb that was deposited into her womb.   The stream of orbs pushing into her navel had slowed down by the time the orbs finally went through her body and pushed into her vagina, trickling down to one every five seconds or so, and glancing up Mila couldn’t see anymore sliding down towards her overfull belly. At this point as the tentacle was pushing the spheres into her womb she looked like she was at full term with triplets, and she imagined she was going to look that much more pregnant when the creature was done with her pussy.   Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop… The shlurps of each orb forcing through Mila’s cervix had made her cum several times since she stopped counting the ones that had made her asshole the number-one poster on r/buttsthatgrip, and she was cumming for a third time now, the flow of eggs slowing down to a trickle like they had with the tentacle still buried in her belly button.   There were no more orbs being pushed down her throat, and it was a short matter of time before her bum stopped getting the internal massage she had been enjoying more than she should, and it seemed that all the orbs the tentacles had to give were stuffed into her uterus and navel. It was about then that the tentacle in her pussy pulled out of her uterus, the sudden jostling and shifting causing several of the orbs to slip into both of her fallopian tubes, the slime having done its work and making her parts supremely elastic in order to avoid unpleasant consequences. She came yet AGAIN as orbs kissed her ovaries, firmly deposited in her body and among her organs until something happened.   Mila felt a good deal of surprise as the tentacle buried in her guts began to retract, the motion making her belly dance as the slightly bulbous head of the tentacle stirred her insides around as it popped through her small intestine’s opening, leaving her colon achingly vacant. It slopped around her, Mila tasting her insides now as the tentacle slid over her tongue and back into the darkness above. She felt as it cleared her small intestines, backed out of her duodenum, through her stomach and finally dragged the bulbous tip through her throat and out of her mouth, drooling obscene amounts of both mucus secreted by her own insides around the invader and the tentacle slime that had lubricated its passage in the first place. As soon as the tip cleared her lips, she gasped, breathing in an uncomfortable amount of slime, and immediately began coughing it back up. When her airway was finally clear, all she was able to say as she breathed heavily and reclined in the embrace of many more softer tendrils was “Holy fuck…”   Mila was finally able to get a better look at herself without her throat being occupied like it was. She looked down, her belly having shrunk a considerable amount without the mass of the tentacle spearing her all the way through, and she now looked like she was merely at a full term pregnancy. Or a full term pregnancy and a half. It didn’t really matter, she thought. It was definitely better to be used as an incubator, or so she assumed rather than a meal.   It was at that moment that the last tentacle occupying her body decided to vacate its vaunted position, Mila gasping like a virgin getting eaten out for the first time. The sudden friction and pulling in her navel was uncomfortable, but in just the right way. More tentacle slime poured off the surface for the belly button invader as it slithered backwards, a surprising amount of length pulling her poor abused belly button away from her belly. A close contender for her asshole on r/buttsthatgrip, but she decided that her belly getting tentacle-fucked probably wouldn’t count. The tentacle came to an end, the thicker tip of this one pulling from behind her abdominal wall before it pulled free with an audible pop and a flood of lube from her overstuffed belly button. She ran her hands over her belly, now bulging with the reverse indents of the orbs in her tummy, her fingers finding her modified navel. Mila was surprised at the intensity of the sensation of her fingers slipping inside, her fuckable belly button almost sucking at her fingers like a needy pussy as her other hand found her swollen pussy lips, starting to rub around her clit as she fingered her newly fuckable belly button, masturbating to the situation she was in, despite the tentacles not even being out of view. She came hard with little provocation, her fingering her navel having helped with the stimulation. It seemed she had a new erogenous zone and very sensitive hole to experiment with!   She jerked in surprise, her post-orgasm delirium disappearing quickly as the soft tentacles that had supported and caressed her as she was mercilessly gut-fucked gently letting her down and depositing her on a bed of moss. She couldn’t quite be sure if it was her imagination, but she thought the bioluminescent light in the temple was growing dim, like the creature wanted her to sleep, and for its brood to gestate.    Nevertheless, within half a minute Mila was sound asleep, with changes beginning in her body that would change how she lived out her days from then on.

Chapter 2 - An in-depth examination

Jesse screamed as the tentacles pulled out, or more accurately, she gurgled noisily as a wave of pressurised cum shot out of her holes as the tentacles pulled out of every hole they had invaded and let her fall. Her stomach did cartwheels as she spun in the air before a thick pink tendril with the penis-head she saw before scooped her out of the air and started to pass her down the walls, the light from the surface already dwindling along with the industrial lights above. Her ass and pussy still spewed cum as the pink tentacle put pressure on her belly as it emptied out from that marvelous fucking. Jesse wasn’t going to lie to herself, this pit was fucking amazing. But seeing as the pit was drawing her ever deeper and she had no idea how deep it went; she wasn’t likely to escape anytime soon.   With that in mind, she quickly decided that she might as well see what her new friends that had rescued her from captivity had in store for her and enjoy it as much as possible. She glanced upwards again, coming out of her thought and was shocked to see that the light was already just a distant speck. How damn fast were these tentacles moving, and just how gentle were they actually being with her? She pondered as she was swallowed ever deeper into the darkness. It came sometime later, ten minutes at least that she felt her downwards momentum slow, all her holes having closed up and re-tightened and the afterglow of orgasm faded at this point. The tentacles she could no longer see dug into her flesh slightly as they supported her weight. She looked up and could no longer see the light from above. There was no more cum flying out of her, which she was fairly glad about. She was not however terribly enthused about not seeing anything, especially when she didn’t know if the creatures here were going to fuck her or eat her or something else entirely. “Hello?” She half yelled as the tentacles held her in the air. “Anyone- er, thing got a light?” As if in response, she looked around and could now make out a fleshy hole in the wall that seemed to be glowing. It was seconds before a new tentacle with a yellow glowing bulb emerged from the wall and slid towards her. “Thanks, so do you understand me then?” she inquired to no one in particular. The glowing tentacle waggled its tip up and down. A definitive yes, Jesse decided. “So, are you going to eat me?” It waggled side to side. No. “Ok, so what’s gonna happen from here?” The glowing tentacle wiggled in the air and turned, moving back to the wall and lower than the hole it had come out of. The illumination revealed a flesh-like platform that seemed to open into a cave, now glowing faintly as more bio-luminescent spots started to glow orange, blue, or the same soft yellow that her companion gave off. Jesse smiled as the warm royal purple tentacles holding her above yet more of the gaping chasm brought her to the platform and set her lightly on her feet. She arched her back, feeling her spine pop in the most satisfying way, and she was surprised to find she was stretching further back than she was used to before being cooped up in a cage and tied to that steel harness. One of the purple tentacles caught her before she pitched too far and righted her. She looked around, incredulous at the courtesy from what ten minutes ago she thought were mindless fucking machines and then asked the glowing tentacle “Did you do something to me? Make me stretch easier or more flexible or something?” The tentacle waggled up and down.  Yes. “What did you do to me?” The tendril wiggled in the air again, something Jesse decided must mean “I can’t explain that, I don’t know sign language, dumbass.”  Jesse decided she’d stick with yes or no questions from now on as she started to walk into the softly glowing cave, alive with more wriggling and glowing forms. She had walked maybe ten meters when the glowing tendrils reached for her, slithering around her arms and legs. She felt a twinge of frustration at her ability to walk being taken away yet again so soon, but the creatures, or creature more accurately, was going to do what it was going to do and there was really nothing Jesse could do about it. It obviously wasn’t going to eat her, you didn’t talk to your food as you marinated it, so she would just go with the flow. The glowing limbs lifted her of the ground into a seated position, and the original yellow limb drew very close to her, pointing itself directly at her as it seemed to be inspecting her.  Not seeming to inspect, that tentacle must be an eye! She thought to herself. The eye tentacle pointed at her face now and so she asked, “You can see me with that tentacle?” It waggled a firm Yes before it continued examining her, examining her eyes, ears, breasts, stomach and back before finally focusing on her genitals, her ass and pussy fully illuminated by its glow. Jesse felt herself blushing hard as the tentacle drew close to her center. It felt different when they were just tentacles, now it was almost embarrassing to have this intelligence gazing at her so raptly. Without a hint before it happened, the eye tentacle pushed against her folds and sank into her pussy, the yellow glow disappearing as it slid further in, Jesse gasping at the sudden penetration. It plumbed about eight inches in and met her cervix, the tight ring of muscle barring entry to her most sacred of places. Jesse felt the eye tentacle press against her cervix, and she jerked as she felt what was like an electric shock deep in her core. The painlessly tentacle pressed through into her womb, tight again after the fluid from the previous tentacles wore off. The eye tentacle wiggled around, apparently examining every inch of her flesh before she threw her head back and screamed at a sudden and extreme pressure in her uterus. The eye tentacle was forcing into her Fallopian tube and with her outcry had stopped dead, but the strain in her belly was immense. Jesse felt the tentacles caressing her, massaging her and a thought flashed through her mind. It doesn’t want to hurt me! This must be its idea of a checkup. She breathed heavily a few times and gave a weak chuckle, saying to the darkened cave “It’s okay, I didn’t expect that. It doesn’t hurt, I was just surprised is all.” Jesse didn’t elaborate on what about it was surprising. She had already been fucked more deeply than she thought possible, so the penetration wasn’t what did it. No, it was how aroused the sensation made her feel, how close to cumming she was from her Fallopian tubes being fucked by a glowing eyeball on a stick. Clearly the fluids the tentacles had pumped into her had done a little more than just make her more flexible. The eye tentacle pushed deeper, Jesse gritted her teeth, imagining it was taking a gander at her ovary itself before the pressure became to much, pushing her over the edge. She came, her vagina and uterus pulsing in orgasm around the now still tentacle. After she finished the tentacle started moving. It was obviously aware of how delicate humans were, and now Jesse felt herself wondering just how many girls, maybe even boys had been lowered down the pit. She found her arousal increasing again at the idea, and the feeling of the tentacle retracting from the her right Fallopian tube and pushing at the left now. She came a lot sooner this time, as soon as it forced into her unmolested side. She had almost cum for the third time by the time it pulled out of the left side and she did as its bulbous tip popped through her cervix and stretched her lips on the way out. The yellow glow was back, bathing Jesse’s heaving belly as it lowered its gaze to her puckered butthole. Jesse was too lost in the post-orgasm bliss to notice the eye tentacle gaining an oily sheen as it secreted a natural lube. She did notice when it pressed against her asshole, her head jerking up as the glow disappeared once again as it continued its mission to explore and examine her body as thoroughly as possible. The tentacles still caressed and restrained her as the eye tentacle sank deep into her ass, up the descending colon, through the transverse colon, and down the ascending colon, a thick bulge following the path forming on her belly. Her guts had been cleaned out before she was lowered into the pit, so there were no concerns of anything being left over, but Jesse still worried that she might starve as it was likely even her gut flora had been washed away, leaving her body unable to process most foods properly, but she got the feeling that this creature bulging her belly and currently knocking on the door to her small intestine had a work around for that. Jesse grunted as it pressed through deeper into her guts than the bulge-lined tentacle had delved. The oily lube worked marvelously, there were no painful dry spots anywhere along the length penetrating her ass. Jesse thought to herself that if she ever got out of this pit she’d have to take a sample of this oily lube and make an absolute killing off of replicating it, especially for the many inter-species couples where the male was significantly larger than the female, or other male even. All she felt was the sinew and muscle of the tentacle’s incredible length slithering within and stimulating her. Not quite as intense as its previous exploration of her womb, but incredible in how delightfully full she felt. She couldn’t imagine how deep the tentacle had gone at this point, but if the mound of slithering bulges on her belly from the tentacle filling her guts told her anything, it was almost to her stomach. In fact, she could now feel it pressing into her stomach and filling it with the oily lube. She imagined it might neutralize or at least dilute any acid her stomach had created in the several hours since she had been dropped down. The eye tentacle coiled up a bit, stretching her stomach as the seven-inch-around tendril pressed against her stomach walls, and then pressed against the entrance to her throat. Jesse’s mind went blank as it pushed up, breathing heavily while she still could as her throat convulsed, her body trying to contain the intruder and force it back down. No such luck. Jesse felt the bulge rise from her collar, her neck gaining two and a half inches in thickness before a flood of lube erupted into her mouth from the wrong way and threatened to flood out of her nose unless she opened her mouth. Jesse did, the tasteless lube spilling down her bulging tummy and saw the long-lost glow of the tentacle emerging from her mouth. This was it, a situation he had fantasized over and masturbated to for her entire career as a freelance cargo hauler. She was impaled on a tentacle and she loved it. She came for a fourth time since arriving at this cave as the eye tentacle slid from between her lips and into the air like some perverse flower rising from its human shaped seed. The tentacle pulsed along its whole length and Jesse moaned around the obstruction, cumming yet again. She was this creature’s fuck toy and she absolutely loved it. The tentacle turned and looked into her face, lube still dripping from its glowing head. And then it swiveled around to gaze at her breasts as two more smaller tentacle moves towards them. Oh for fucks sake, Jesse thought. You’re gonna play with my tits while I’m like this? Being that she couldn’t speak at the moment, the tentacle neither waggled up and down nor side to side. Its intent was clear enough as the smaller blue glowing limbs wrapped around her newly inflated C-cup breasts and squeezed. Instead of a diffused spray like one would normally expect from milk laden breasts, the golden fluid began to trickle out in two solid streams it had the consistency of particularly thick cum, and a function that Jesse now fully understood. The fluid was a mutagen. It had changed something about her body, the very structure of it! It was obvious to her now, her breasts, and her nipples in particular had been modified by the green tentacles to be fuckable. Jesse could imagine what purpose the creature had in mind, or whatever it used to think, but those thoughts were pushed out of her mind as the glowing tendrils caressed her breasts, and wiggled their tips against her nipples until they pushed inside. The sensation was exquisite. The same arousing pressure of her womb being fucked so deeply, and the same aching fullness she felt through her whole digestive tract now. The tentacles wiggled deeper into her breasts, her nipples spreading like the lips of her pussy around the girth of the tentacles. They seemed to reach as deep as they intended to go, and they pushed the same fluid that gave them their soft blue glow into her breasts, and as they retracted some of this glowing cum trickled out of her slightly gaped nipples. Another mutagen maybe? Jesse decided not to concern herself with it as she felt the eye tentacle begin to retract, the pressure of its bulbous head just as stimulating to her guts now as it had been in her womb. She came three times as the tendril drew its prodigious length from her ass, the head finally popping out and secreting yet more lube as Jesse watched, idly wondering where it planned to inspect next. Her answer came quickly. A blue tentacle like the ones above dropped from the ceiling and dripped that same elasticizing lube she had swallowed earlier, lining itself up underneath her clit. Jesse's eyes went wide as her urethra was again penetrated, this time the elasticizing fluid pumped into her bladder and beyond. She felt a thrill of primal fear as the blue withdrew from her smallest hole and back into the ceiling while the eye tentacle drew near her. The lube that had dribbled out was now smeared against her clit and labia as the bulb pressed against her, almost slipping into her vagina again. She felt a mounting pressure and a simultaneous stretch as her newly elastic flesh parted around the blunted, firm tip of the tentacle. It pressed for a few seconds, and then drew back, relieving the almost painful pressure as the creature patiently waited for her body to accept the seven inch circumference of the bulb. Jesse held her breath as is pressed against her again, almost half the bulb disappearing. It drew back a bit again, and after several seconds, the length behind the bulb tensed up and doubled the force it used, pushing the bulb through the excessively tight opening. Jesse cried out, less in pain and more in shock at the feeling of her hole stretching around the almost hot tip, now firmly pressing into her bladder. It popped into the tiny chamber, and Jesse gazed enraptured at the faint glow she saw through the skin above her bladder. The tip secreted more lube, forcing it into Jesse's now-malleable tubing, and began to slide deeper, its inspection of her bladder complete. Jesse jerked as the pressure in her bladder doubled again, a cool feeling spreading up her belly as fluid pushed through her ureters and into her kidneys, making her feel like she desperately needed to pee. The eye tentacle wiggled around a bit, and the cooling sensation faded from her belly, the eye tentacle evidently drawing the fluid back within itself. Apparently satisfied with its inspection of her renal and urinary system, it began to withdraw, the stimulation on her clit pushing her over the edge yet again. She watched, breathing heavily as the glowing bulb crowned from her peehole, wondering if she would feel this kind of stretch again, and deciding it was pretty likely.  The eye tentacle shook itself free of lube, the intense wiggling making Jesse giggle as she watched it. It was incredible really. This massive creature could inspect and penetrate her so deeply, and with no major discomfort where a normal human would have felt agonizing pain and likely death. For all this creature's mastery of chemistry and biology though, it still needed to shake off like a wet dog. The eye tentacle turned towards her, staring, and Jesse stopped giggling at it, but couldn't contain a wry smirk. She felt the glowing tendrils holding her becoming wet with something, and she could smell what was like wet wipes and moisturizer. The tentacles began to wipe her body, dipping into her holes, cleaning her inside and out rather well. As they left her skin she noticed there were no longer any blemishes or stretch marks, and her freshly stretched holes seemed to be tightened again. This thing really was a master of biology! The tentacles finished their movements over her body and began to set her down. The glowing tentacles set her on her feet once more, seeming to be done with their overly sexual examination, and another thought crossed Jesse’s mind “Wait!” the eye tentacle turned back to her. “There was something that happened up there” she said, her blush returning to her as she thought of how she was going to describe the creature fucking her to itself. “When you were, uh… Well, fucking me up there, well… When those tentacles came, my belly button kind of… Popped, I guess? Was that supposed to happen to me?” She blushed harder than ever. The tentacle gazed at her for a few seconds, tilting to the side like it was a confused dog. Jesse heard something heavy slithering along the warm floor behind her and turned around. One of the huge royal purple tentacles was sliding along the ground towards her. She felt the restraining tendrils grasp her body again and gulped. Perhaps she had spoken too much. She was turned around, the eye tentacle now right in her face. It waggled a firm No at her, and she already knew what it was going to do. The retaining tentacle gently put her on her knees, her legs spread and her back straight. She looked behind her and saw the purple tentacle straight in the air, its five inch diameter sticking into the air as if illustrating what it was going to do to her, but as she was watching it with her eyes wide, she saw it gaining the same oily sheen as the eye tentacle. She looked back to it and saw three pink tentacles with the same cock-tips as before lurking close by the eye tentacle. Jesse’s breathing grew heavier as she felt the purple limb bump up against her butt, taking a few seconds to find her puckered hole and gently press against it. As intimidating as the creature may seem, it was still gentle. Jesse decided she wouldn’t waste any time and opened her mouth, caressing and stroking the first tentacle as it slipped into her mouth. She sucked at it greedily until the lube flowed from the tip. The fluid filled her mouth before the pink member slipped deeper, pushing into her throat and sinking down. The lube was the same fluid that tasted of mint and lime, and Jesse gulped it down as fast as she could suck it out as the second and third pink tentacles bumped against her lips, still hungrily wrapped around the first. They pushed into her mouth and between her teeth, the one on the left pushing farther first. The back of Jesse’s mouth stretched first, and then her throat as the tendril sank into her like its brother had seconds before, and then the third moved underneath the two, pushing her tongue down as it too wriggled into her throat and down to her stomach. Now it was the purple tentacle’s turn. It’s tip had breached her butt and filled her colon with the elasticizing minty lube, and now it pressed into her, her pucker stretching into a wide ‘O’ around it. It slid deeper than Jesse expected, her hands free this time to trace the massive bulge all the way to the bottom of her ascending colon. The tentacles in her throat did the same thing as earlier, Jesse feeling a tickle in her throat as a breathing tube as inserted into her trachea, and then the pink tentacles plumped up to seal any escape, and the purple began to truly flood her guts. Her belly was inflated immediately, at least a gallon pumped into her within a second. With a second spurt, her eyes rolled into their sockets, the sensations too much to bear like they were before. Four more pumps of lube or cum were injected before she began to feel truly strained. Her belly was a jiggling cum balloon now, almost resting on the floor. Her navel was already turning inside out, an outie forming where there was usually nothing, the eye tentacle watching her inflating belly intently. With the next pump, her belly now rested on the floor, her navel bulging out further than before. Pump Pump Now Jesse looked about ready to pop yet again, and a single drop of the oily lube escaped her strained belly button. The eye tentacle drew closer to it, and with the next pump, the same result as before. A stream of lube shot from her belly button, noisily splattering on the floor. Jesse gave a weak grunt as she felt it give way. The purple tentacle continued to pump, and Jesse saw the tentacle draw closer to the new orifice still. It reared back and Jesse’s eyes went wide. It forced the bulbous glowing head against her navel, blocking off the spray and straining her poor belly even further. She felt even more stretching and felt a panic as the eye tentacle pressed harder against her belly, forcing her navel back to an innie as it pressed in further. The purple tentacle stopped pumping, and the strain in her belly button rose to a crescendo and finally decreased as the eye tentacle battered its way inside an orifice that was never meant to be there, the glowing tip disappearing yet again as it popped into her belly with a slurping sound. It slid in, more of the muscular tendril disappearing into her poor belly button. Her eyes rolled back into her head at the sensation. She could feel it coiling through her guts, and with a start realized that the purple tentacle was retracting. It pulled out of her ass enough for some lube to spill out, but her belly emptied in no meaningful way. Jesse felt a familiar pop at the join between her small and large intestine. It was in her colon now. That meant that her guts were somehow connected to her belly button and the pressure from being filled with cum had opened up that channel. A mutation, maybe? Was that initial filling that had popped her belly button in the first place just supposed to find someone’s absolute limit? In the end it didn’t matter. What did matter was how fucking weird it felt for the eye tentacle to be sliding into her belly button and out of her ass right now. The glow reappeared as the eye tentacle pushed out of her butthole with a flood of warm lube and looked around, its gaze landing on her face, Jesse looking back at the tentacle and her stretched butt, wincing at the massive pressure placed on her pelvis. For some reason it waggled a Yes before retracting into her asshole, the tentacle now sliding out of her navel and dragging it away from her belly like a particularly tight asshole over a big dildo on the pullout. It pulled out somewhat slowly, and was a good three minutes before she felt the bulb of the tentacle tugging at her belly from the inside. It pulled, the strain not so bad as the insertion, the lube having done its job. She felt it squeezing out and watched as her belly button parted even further around the glowing tip, reminding her of a butt plug being pulled out now. It emerged suddenly with a wet pop, and a small flood of lube from her belly, quickly being cut off as her stomach muscles tightened again, sealing the hole once more. The tentacles grabbed the Jesse's arms again and pulled her upside down as the pink tentacles left her throat and another wiped away the lube that was left on her belly from the tentacles’ investigation. The breathing tube was removed, and the pinks pulled out entirely, but the purple tentacle stayed, moving deeper into her ass again. It began to pump into her again, each wave forcing yet more from Jesse’s mouth and nose.  The oculus limb was still inspecting the female's inflated belly, watching for anything like a trickle to determine whether she could still be used as a vessel. Nothing came from her umbilical scar now, suggesting to the creature that it was simply massive internal pressure that caused this anomaly, and was an anomaly that could potentially be replicated. It would have to test its theory on the female again with its eggs, but perhaps this new hole could even be used for breeding in the future! Regardless, it was concerned by the deformity. Should any other complications arise, this human would have to be rejected. After all, she was needed healthy and strong for what was to come. After some time, Jesse was getting desperate for air. As if anticipating this, the tentacles flipped her upright again and the purple tentacle pulling its length out of her stretched asshole. Jesse coughed and spluttered until she was able to breathe, the tentacles letting her down to her feet again. Jesse had no words to say, other than staggering over to the wall and laying on her side, the cum-lube still gushing from her ass as her belly deflated again. It would be a while before she would be getting up, but when she did, the tentacles had quite a use for her indeed. In the meantime however, the tentacles slid under her head to support her as a pillow would as she fell into a deep sleep, the events of the last two hours having completely exhausted her.

Chapter 1 - The beginning of a new life

Jesse was all tied up, and not in the sense that she was multitasking. No, she was stripped of all her clothes and equipment, tied to a steel harness in a compromising position, and now dangling from a crane over a dark hole in the ground. Sure, she loved fucking and getting fucked by aliens and humans alike, but not like this dammit! It had to be on her own terms! She could hear people muffled through the giant curtain to her left. Scumbags, the lot of them. She had been dragged out of the human republic by alien pirates that had blown up her freighter, cracked open her escape pod and scooped her into a cage with almost no effort, and then lugged her out to this lawless region of the galaxy where her people had no jurisdiction or authority to come and save her. Since they had sold her to a damn robot, she had been undressed, cleaned inside and out and then tied to this metal thing that left her bare ass hanging out for the galaxy to see. Funny, she never thought she'd be on the porn show she'd masturbated to so many times during a long transit to another planet. It was interesting enough to find out how they got their participants, and she was nearly panicking from thinking about what kind of beast they were going to have fuck her. The curtain finally parted, and the mostly-male crowd cheered at the top of their lungs as The Organizer, the shadowy mechanical being that had purchased her emerged onto the polished silver podium from a side passage, its voice blaring across the hall and on the television speakers in many people's homes. It was a high and unnervingly distorted voice that spoke; "And now for the climax of the evening!" The Narrator gestured with one metal hand as all the lights were now centered on the girl, simply known as Jesse, hanging from a thick steel cable in mid air, bent over with legs spread and arms tied to the harness behind her back as the floor opened up into a massive and dark hole with some hints of movement far below.   Jesse's vividly red hair was let loose around her pale face, and dark makeup accentuated her eyes and lips. Her body had all the right curves, her tits were an attractive B-cup, and her plump, heart shaped ass was stunning to look at, especially in this pose.   "THE TENTACLE PIT!" The Organizer nearly screamed out as the lights installed in the gaping maw suddenly lit up. Hundreds of thousands of tentacles were lining the walls of the seemingly bottomless pit, of all sizes and shapes. Jesse's eyes widened, mostly in horror at finding out what that damn robot was feeding her to, but there was a small part that was arousal at her predicament. As the cable holding Jesse began its descent she started struggling in earnest. Regardless of how hot the situation was, she would have preferred to find this place on her own terms.   The crowd cheered louder than ever as the first tentacle came close to Jesse, this muscular limb had multiple bulges along its length and was as thick as her wrist. Its sinuous length slithered through the air around her until she was low enough, then with a single fluid motion it moved to her backside, smacked her ass with the full girth of itself and lined its tip up with her ass. The tendril flexed, squirting a greenish slime onto both of her holes, and wriggled against her anus until it breached. With that, at least a full meter of tentacle disappeared into Jesse’s body, her squeal of shock audible even to the people closest to the ledge, tens of meters above her and behind a protective steel cage. The crowd went wild as the cable continued to drop, the tentacle that was ravaging her rear entrance slithering ever deeper as Jesse lowered. The bulged tentacle continued to slide the full length occupying her guts in and out, an obvious bulge pirouetting over her belly with each thrust of the ridged member.   Two more tentacles came into Jesse’s awareness, one was slick and smooth and as thick as the tendril currently testing her depths, and the other had the same bulges along it, but was twice as thick as the one in her ass. The tentacles approached tentatively, but two more raced past them and quickly twined themselves around her body, restraining her further than the cords around her arms and legs. The blue tendrils flattened at the tips until the resembled paddles, and quickly went to work on her ass, the spanking causing her skin to flush quickly. Jesse started to scream, but it was quickly cut off by the big bulgy tentacle stuffing her mouth to the back of her throat and forcing some kind of cool, sweet fluid that tasted of lime and mint down her throat. The smooth tentacle waited for Jesse’s body to relax, the fluid doing its job and relaxing her muscles, all while elasticizing her flesh for the pounding that was to come. The tentacle, being tired of waiting, writhed in the air and plunged deeply into her womanhood. It slipped past her cervix, which had relaxed as well and provided a pleasant stimulation for the tentacle as it coiled up within her womb.   More and more tentacles came within range of her pale body, and still Jesse hung defenseless midair. Another bulgy tentacle slid across her leg and hips and joined the one in her pussy, the flesh stretching easily as Jesse let out a weak groan around the member in her mouth. The two blue tendrils stopped their spanking and allowed their tips to relax as they uncoiled from Jesse’s now relaxed body. Both of the blue tendrils moved up to her chest and coiled around her breasts, flicking at her nipples as more blues rose from the pit. The new arrivals slipped into her ass alongside the thick one still sliding in and out, massaging her guts excellently. They slithered deeper than the thick tentacle however, and Jesse’s body gave a slight shudder as they pressed past the loose sphincter into her small intestine. The smooth tentacle started to move jerkily, sliding in and out of Jesse’s pussy faster until it shoved more of its mass into her than it had before, bulging her belly magnificently and began to unload its reservoir of cum into her. Gallons spilled into her womb, her belly expanding to contain it as it began to spurt around the girth of the tentacle. Jesse came from the sensation of being filled so thoroughly and gasped deeply; the large tentacle having left her mouth for the time being. This was not to last however and taking the opportunity of fully relaxed muscles and a wide open throat, the huge tentacle struck like a viper, forcing its girth into Jesse’s throat as her eyes went wide with shock. The bulge slowly slid down her neck as the tentacle slipped past any resistance, its body compacting so that it didn’t kill her as the bulge disappeared behind her collar and slid further down to enter her stomach. She felt a tickling behind her tongue and was surprised to exhale and receive a breath of warm oxygenated air from within the tentacle. At least it didn’t want her to suffocate. But a new problem, or rather problems had arrived. A new kind of tentacle rose from below. Two of them, green and tapered unlike the thin blue and fleshy gray that were ravaging her now. Jesse didn’t have much time to consider the relevance of the new arrivals before they sprung upon her. The tips of the green tentacles opened like flowers and went right for her breasts. The thin orange cilia that danced at the tips of the greens tickled her breasts, making her giggle as they focused on her nipples, the blue tendrils still holding them, but no longer flicking at her chest. Her giggling stopped with a gasp when she felt the cilia sink into her nipples. The thin tendrils held her tits tight as the cilia fucked that which was not normally fucked. They slid into her milk ducts, the flower heads of the tentacles getting closer and finally covering her breasts as a warmth spread throughout her breasts. They were pumping something into her tits! Jesse groaned into the throat tentacle as she felt her breasts start to expand, the new mutagenic fluid changing her body even further than before. She put herself at a mid size C-cup when the cilia pulled out of her breasts, what looked like liquid gold dripping from them and her newly stretched nipples as the blue tendrils took their place and sealed the fluid in as the greens dipped out of sight, back into the pit. Jesse felt a hard jerk then. The cable had stopped moving lower. This was it, where she was to be fucked by tentacles and broadcast around the galaxy for shits and giggles, and orgasms from her for the viewer’s enjoyment. The smooth tentacle began to retract from her womb, the seed it had deposited gushing out as Jesse sighed in relief from the release of pressure. It was a mere courtesy though. The smooth tentacle and a second of the same kind slammed into her pussy, going as deep as before and deeper, distending her belly outwards so far that her belly button popped to an outie, her skin stretched taut. They drew back and began to fuck her in earnest as she felt a second tentacle tapping at her already occupied asshole. It was thick, that was all Jesse knew as she could no longer look behind her thanks to the monster stretching out and thrusting in her throat. The newcomer wedged a tapered tip into her butt and released what felt like a gallon of slime before it started to wriggle its way into her. It succeeded and quickly slid deep, wrapping around the bulgy tentacle still fucking her so deeply, and acting more or less like a huge spiraled tentacle now that they thrust in and out in unison. This was nowhere near the limit the tentacled beasts lining the walls were planning to take Jesse to. Another of the smooth grey skinned limbs slammed into her ass without grace and started thrusting with no relation to the rhythm of the two plumbing her before. Another tentacle slid into her pussy, and a slimmer tentacle began to poke around above her vagina and beneath her clit. It found its mark, sinking itself into her urethra and coiling into a tight ball within her bladder, wriggling around and providing incredible stimulation to her clit and g-spot. Jesse came for the second time as a fourth tentacle slammed home into her ass, pumping erratically like the previous invader. Several more blue tendrils sank down her throat, their mass stretching her throat even further as Jesse’s orgasm rode on into a full thirty seconds. She felt the blues in her throat pass beyond where the tick tentacle had laid claim, and squeeze past the sphincter in her stomach, passing into her small intestine from the upper end. She was more than glad that she had been thoroughly cleaned out before those bastards had dropped her down this incredible pit. Now she couldn’t be sure, but Jesse was semi-confident that the blues fucking her ass and throat had met somewhere within her guts and were now playing with each other, making her belly dance on the outside as they squirmed around. Jesse noticed all of the tentacles becoming somewhat jerky within her, and it almost felt like they were thickening. Her eyes went wide as she realized what that meant mere seconds before the tentacles fucking her all tensed, and began to truly unload for the first time.  It was the most evident from the tentacle inside her throat that they were all cumming, and her stomach was filled in a single spurt, the next being forced into her guts as her belly had already begun to expand from the sheer mass of the liquid injection. Her womb was filled to capacity in seconds, the excess having no choice but to flow out of her in a pressurized wave. Her bladder was filled in half that time, the tentacle pulling out and unloading onto her belly. Her guts were filled from both ends, her ass and throat stretched so tightly that almost nothing could escape, and so her belly grew, eclipsing what she thought would be her absolute maximum, so large she looked as if she was pregnant with sextuplets, her belly pressing her legs out as far as they would go while locked into the harness she hung from. Still, nothing of significance escaped her belly, and still the tentacles pumped more seed into her. So much cum that Jesse swore that she would pop, cursing her misfortune at going out in such a horrible fashion. This didn’t happen though. Jesse felt something in her belly give way, her navel suddenly pushing into an outie and straining to contain the liquid mass, and inevitably failing. A trickle, and then a squirt of greenish seed came from her poor abused belly button, the weak link giving out as more and more cum flowed into her, acting almost like a pressure release valve as the squirt turned into a spray with every pulse of the tentacles. Jesse didn’t understand how it was possible given that she had some knowledge of her own anatomy, but she was glad that it had happened, considering the alternative with a shudder before her mind went blank with a third, fourth, fifth, and even a sixth orgasm as the camera drones circled her, getting close ups of every hole before several new tentacles flicked them away in annoyance, their metal carapaces shattering against the walls. Jesse didn’t notice the crash of the camera drones being destroyed, nor did she hear the disappointed groans of the crowd far above. She did however notice when a particularly sharp tendril that appeared without her noticing it had cut the cords tying her to the steel harness, and she gave a shriek into her breathing tube as muscular pink tentacles wrapped around her limbs and chest, and pulled her away from the harness, now dangling uselessly as the tentacles' new toy disappeared into the depths, her gurgling scream after the thick tentacle pulled out of her throat and cum flooded out of her mouth inaudible to all but the Organizer with it's digitally enhanced hearing, who at this turn of events was capable of no more than a mechanical scowl as it watched the gorgeous redheaded prize be dragged down out of sight and passed from tentacle to tentacle, the profit margins from a full video all but lost to the pit, along with the girl.

Chapter 1 - Supreme effort to escape

The hellhound keeps his four eyes on you as he sniffs the ground where you were moments ago. He raises his heads back up and gives you a fiery grin - he seems to have acquired your scent! It’ll be hard to get away now... You swing at the Hellhound with your knife, but the Hellhound jumps back, easily dodging your swipe. Both the hellhound’s heads breathe in deeply before blasting a wave of dark fire at you. While the flames don’t burn much, the unnatural heat fills your body with arousal. Clearly outmatched, your wetness dripping onto the ground and fearing the worst if your lust gets the best of you, you turn tail and put all your effort in an attempt to flee! The hellhound rapidly disappears into the shifting landscape behind you. By the time you reach your camp, the sky has darkened as a starless night falls. The blood-red moon slowly rises up over the horizon. Exhausted, you climb straight into your tent. Curling up on your bed roll you quickly fall asleep after the stressful day. You awaken in the dark, to find a pair of faces inches from your own! Your eyes shoot open, the air catching in your lungs as you're too scared to even scream. You recognise him as the Hellhound you'd ran from earlier, having followed the scent of your arousal all the way back to your camp. Four eyes, filled with flames lock onto your own, as a clawed hand locks around your neck. One head keeps it's gaze on you, growling quietly as the other sniffs your body. Raising it's head back up it gives you a fiery grin, sending a shiver down your spine in juxtaposition to the flames showing between it's teeth. Grabbing your wrist the Hellhound flips you onto your front, lifting up your hips with one hand and pressing your head into your pillow with the other. After a few seconds of panting, it lets go of your head. You tentatively turn to look at it, only to have it grab your head, roughly shoving you back face down into your pillow. The beast leans down to snarl in your ears, and you get the message. You keep your face down and ass up, blindly listening to the Hellhound exploring the contents of your tent. You hear the clank of a weapon hitting the ground, the beast throwing your knife outside. Shortly after, the sound of lapping. You slowly turn to see one of the hellhound's heads helping itself to your water stores. The other locks eyes with you. It's bark is almost as bad as it's bite, making you yelp as you bury your face back down, listening to it approach you. You grab your bed roll, and pre-emptively scrunch your face as it positions itself behind you. The hellhound guides the tip of one of his black eight-inch rods to press against your folds. You shiver as you feel the second prod against your backside. Putting his clawed hands on your hips, the beast gives you just a moment to hold your breath, before slamming his cocks into you. You cry out as he painfully stretches you, and he responds with a howl of his own. Shuffling in the cramped space, the Hellhound finds a comfortable position for himself, and starts his humping. Making short, shallow thrusts, the adrenaline coursing through you from it's initial penetration takes the edge off the painful rutting. You grit your teeth and bare it, knowing this beast won't take long to reach it's peak. Quickly you feel the beasts thrusts becoming more erratic. Familiar with what comes next from your previous encounters in the mountains, you bite your pillow and widen your stance, steadying yourself. The Hellhound let's out a triumphant howl, almost knocking you down as he hilts himself in both your holes. You push back against him to remain on all fours. The first pulse of his scorching demonic seed enters your guts, and you pucker instinctively behind his swelling knot, keeping him in place. The second spurt of heat coats your pussy, making you squeeze down hard in response. The beast shudders, and let's out two sighs of relief as he takes his weight off of you. The Hellhound's twin members alternate their pulsing, like a metronome counting down to your inevitable impregnation. You feel hot breath from the beast's heads panting on either side of your neck. It's clawed hands caress your tummy, a little too gently for it to be a selfish attempt to stimulate the rods twitching in you. On your elbows and knees, you look down between your legs. You see the Hellhounds sack resting between them, as big as your head, emitting flames that make your skin tingle, unloading four balls worth of spunk into your body. You watch it twitch and tighten rhythmically as the flames dance over your pubis, each pulse followed by a hot rope of seed that makes you wince. Closing your eyes with a grimace, you squeeze down on the cock trying to put a Hellhound pup in you. You feel the head to your right jolt upward, clearly the owner of the lower of the pair. The Hellhound adjusts it's stance, digging it's hind paws into the floor of your tent as it starts grinding it's hips against you, trying to figure out what it needs to do to get you to squeeze on him like that again. You curse under your breath, and do your best to hold still to avoid rewarding your aggressor further. Before long, your eyes shoot open as his tool bumps against your cervix, and you flex instinctively on his rod. You turn to see one of his heads grin as you feel his tail wagging and only have time to gulp, before he pushes forward, pressing his tip firmly into you. You cry out as a rope of intensely hot seed slaps against the wall of your womb, making you bite your pillow and squeeze again. Finding what he was looking for, the Hellhound tightens his grip on your hips to keep you in place. You try as hard as you can to avoid it, but with his painfully hot jizz being pumped directly to your womb, every throb makes you involuntarily squeeze in response. The Hellhound's right head whines, it's tongue hanging out as the feeling of you milking him for his seed becomes almost too much for it to handle. You curse your body for working against you, massaging him and guiding more of his infernal heat into you. The heat quickly becomes overwhelming, and you feel your legs begin to tremble. Holding your hips the Hellhound rolls onto his side, pulling you tight against him. Grinding against you, he manoeuvres his tip back into position poking through your cervix. When you squeeze, the beast's right head whines again, pressing it's snout firmly into your neck. Gritting your teeth as the heat and pressure building in your tummy grows, you reach down to grab his hand, squeezing it tightly. The beast grabs it and squeezes back, tail wagging as it lets out a quiet howl. You turn to look at the other head panting happily. It makes eye contact with you, and affectionately laps at your face. You sigh wistfully, thinking about how the corruption plaguing Mareth's can take something so capable of affection, and make it rely on violence to propagate it's species. Taking advantage of its instincts to spread this corruption further in aid of the demons cause. Wiping the sweat off your brow, you feel the tainted heat getting more intense with every passing second. With no choice but to lay obediently in his lap, you arch your back and relax your muscles to make room for more of his seed, knowing he won't leave until your body has accepted every drop he has to give. Gritting your teeth through the sensation, you pray that you don't end up pregnant, lest you incentivise this aggressive mating strategy further, and play a vital part in this cycle of corruption. Before you can pass out from the tainted heat, your vow to redouble your efforts to defeat demon kind, to stop this corruption spreading across Mareth, before it can harm anyone else.

Chapter 4 - Of Tentacles and Transports (It's like, ALL exposition)

Jesse gasped, fresh air flooding into her lungs as the deflated bulb slipped through her lips and retracted down her throat, the muscular length slithering from her ass as the limb deposited her in a faintly glowing chamber. She looked around, brushing her loosened hair from her eyes. There were a few small tentacles slithering along the floor here and there. Were these some of the ones she had given birth to not so long before? Her curiosity deepened as the glow coming from the fleshy walls increased in one particular spot, the glow intensifying in what looked like a polyp. The bulb grew and a limb formed out of the wall, Jesse now realizing that THIS was how the tentacles popped up everywhere! They more or less melded with all the others to form the creature that was now gazing at her again with a new eye tentacle. She wondered why they hadn’t simply used her own biomass and add her mind to its own like the parasites in a game she played semi-frequently. Jesse shuddered at the thought and decided not to dwell on it. Jesse was still on the laying on the ground as the tentacle that had delivered her to this chamber wound its way out of her guts, feeling as if she was being pulled inside out in the most wonderful way. The emptiness the tendril left as it evacuated her large intestine was nearly unbearable; agonizing even, as it finally slopped out of her stretched butthole. Jesse came from the stimulation and the wonderful ache in her guts. She laid there on the warm floor, gathering herself and finally standing to meet the eye tentacle. The new tentacle drew close to her, coiling around her arm and drawing her forward. Jesse followed willingly, allowing it to guide her into a smaller tunnel, its base moving through the wall as if it was water as it pulled her along.  The air became colder as they moved through the tunnel, a damp breeze carrying the faint scent of the outside on it. “Is it seriously kicking me out!?” Jesse wondered, no small amount of outrage flaring to life at the prospect of being some alien collective’s one-night stand. Regardless of her feelings, Jesse decided to stay quiet. She would see what it was trying to do before yelling and screaming about the injustice of it all; Of being this thing’s cumsock and then thrown away like on. Jesse felt the warm floor transition into more of hard, cold stone, the eye tentacle no longer moving along the wall beside her, but rather from the last thick patch of flesh along the wall behind her, its length growing and emerging from the wall. There were root like growths along the stone floor through the tunnel and a faint light that made it clear to Jesse that the creature was leading her outside, or at least to a cave connected to the outside. The daylight illuminated the chamber that opened up, as well as what lay within. It was a Starship! It was a smaller one with several spots of rust on the landing gear, but it was a sleek personal cruiser nonetheless, with a titanium hull that looked near perfect! The root-like tubes squiggled across the floor and were hanging from an open hatchway close to the ground. The eye tentacle uncoiled from her arm, Jesse looking down inquisitively. It made a motion as if it was telling her to go into the ship, and so cold but now filled with excitement Jesse did just that, almost running to the ship that had landed within the mouth of this cave long ago in glee. The first thing Jesse noticed when she clambered into the ship was the clean metallic scent, and the glow of artificial light. It was amazing! A ship that was at least partially functional was just about the best luck she had ever had! Any anger at the creature was gone at this point, replaced by the hope of getting back into space. Jesse paused as she made her way to where the command cabin should have been. Do I really even want to go? She pondered. I could always come back for a while, but is that even often enough? Jesse put the question aside in her head and continued for the command cabin. She had recognized the class of ship from all the time she spent geeking out over spaceships back on her home planet. It was a Scimitar Class Personal Cruiser, mostly used by the moderately wealthy and more humble politicians, even though for its time, and even today it was a top-notch ship, with a warp core capable of traversing the entire galaxy’s width in just a month. Most commercial transports took a whole year to go that far, but that wasn’t even mentioning the shielding and weapons compatibilities this tiny monster of a cruiser had. It could support up to two military-grade particle-accelerator cannons. They were formidable weapons that could cut a ship clean in two if you had the power plant within your ship to support that kind of sustained draw without draining your ships capacitor banks. Jesse walked into the Control Cabin and made a beeline for the pilot’s seat. She sat down on the cool leather and the display shot into existence immediately as if the ship was ecstatic to have another pilot in its seat. The primary lights flicked on as the running lights dimmed, and Jesse gasped as she saw those same fleshy roots burrowed into various dataports and controls. The display in front of her displayed the ship’s self diagnostics, weapons loadouts, power generation and the like. A text field flicked up, overlaying the readouts and a message appeared. [Apologies are in order. We are unaware of your name.] Jesse was stunned. The creature evidently knew her language, but couldn’t form a mouth or trachea to speak with. She brought up a digital keyboard and began to type back; [My name is Jesse; do you have a name? You referred to yourself as ‘We’, Does that imply that you are a collective?] Jesse assumed that clearly defined words and sentences were best in this scenario, as she wasn’t aware of the creature’s grasp of English and the various other galactic standard languages. A few moments passed, and the creature sent another message to the station. [We have no name. We are indeed a collective of many organisms, including several sentients. We apologize for the shock this information may bring, Jesse] Jesse went cold. This meant that the creature did absorb humans, and probably several other species into itself before she was dropped down the pit. She thought for a moment, wondering why it would have told her of such damning actions. [Why did you absorb them? Why did you not absorb me?] The response was quick this time. [We added those sentients to us. We were lesser in mind and greater in instinct before they joined us. Their stress and pain as they were absorbed caused us great pain as their suffering became our own, and as their minds were added to ours.] Jesse stared at the message, still shocked. Those people may have been the crew of this very ship, and now the creature felt, what? Remorse over having eaten those people. What a strange feeling that must be, She thought to herself. To feel bad over absorbing another individual whose mind is added to yours? How does that even work?                 Jesse sat in silence, thinking. Another message flashed on the screen. [Those parts of our mind forgave the whole and we now enjoy the unity. We have brought you here to our ship to request your assistance.] [What sort of assistance?] The creature responded, the speed of its response near instant now. Jesse imagined it was excited at her not having a total meltdown, but there were much nastier ways to go out in the universe than being joined to a hive-mind and continuing your life as part of a greater whole was pretty favorable to just about all of them. [We wish to expand to other worlds, to gain more experience and join with sentients.] Jesse stared at the screen incredulously. [You want me to help you consume everyone? Why would I help you with that?] [We enjoy your body immensely.] Jesse felt her cheeks redden at that statement. [We wish to feel, spread and grant the same pleasure both we and you have felt, and increase in intellect and number. Those who would join with us would be fully aware of the ramifications of their actions, and would be free to leave and come back if they wished. The mind is not destroyed when joined to us. Rather, it is connected to all the others within us.] The statement of intentions from the creature helped to calm Jesse somewhat, although she wasn’t entirely sure she could trust it, even if it didn’t gobble her up right away. [So why don’t you use the communications in this ship to make people aware of your existence?] The answer was simple. [We are afraid that there are those that would kill us simply for existing.] Jesse typed back [So you want me to take some of your being to another planet and have a test run to see how people will react?] [Yes.] Jesse was tempted to accept. If she took it to an uninhabited planet, there was no real risk beyond herself. Besides, the creature hadn’t done anything to her other than fuck her brains out and tell her it merely ‘enjoys her body’, and as far as Jesse knew, it needed her to make its plan work. Her thoughts betrayed her attempt to be cautious. I have to stop lying to myself, I’m so good with this idea. She finally typed back her conditions for agreeing to help the creature, and it accepted her terms with zero hesitation. Jesse smiled as she began to work on spinning up the power plant to activate all the flight systems the ship had to offer. A message flashed up again, halting her progress. [You cannot leave at the moment. The ship requires repairs.] Jesse’s annoyance flared up, it couldn’t have told her sooner? [Can you tell me what is damaged?] The response told her to go to the reactor compartment and to get herself clothed in garments that could protect her from small amounts of radiation prior, for her safety. A door slid open in the rear of the cabin, lights flicking on in what appeared to be a luxury apartment. Jesse stepped through, her eyes wide as she gazed at all the trappings of the ship of a wealthy business owner and their entourage. She spied a shower, and moving over to it, saw that the water reserves had been cycling through the various filters and sterilizers for years. Knowing the systems from having one on board her poor blown-up freighter, she tested the water for contaminants and chemical. After an all clear from the ship’s computer, she jumped in, letting out a whoop of glee. She was still undressed of course. The pirates that marooned her on this planet had made sure of that. Jesse turned on the water, and after ensuring it was clear, she stepped under the warm spray. It was the most relaxing thing, being in a shower after being abducted and kept in a tentacle pit for what, days? Weeks? As the thought crossed her mind she gestured at the glass to bring the menu up. It did, but it was obviously an older operating system. She navigated through the systems until she found a calendar, one that was still accurate thanks to the power supply being uninterrupted. Even over what, 20 years of sitting here, the advanced fusion reactors that were designed to distill the required fuels from nearly any atmosphere just kept running. A testament to the quality of the ships engineering. Jesse’s eyes widened as she saw the date. The last she knew, it was halfway through the year 3144. This calendar said it was close after the new year of 3148 “FOUR YEARS!?” Came her startled screech. “This has to be way off! I was never anywhere for four fuckin years!” She combed through her memories, from before she was abducted to the time she was sold… And then the big gap and her waking up from a stasis pod right after she was sold, or so they had told her. “THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS” She raged aloud. “IF YOU CAN HEAR ME” Jesse yelled, now directed at the creature. “I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL THOSE BASTARDS AFTER I’VE GOTTEN YOU TO A PLANET YOU’RE SAFE ON” She imagined the creature chuckling at her righteous fury, and she flicked on the shower’s auto clean function as she lathered soap into her hair and around her body while she simmered. She stepped out of the shower, her temper having died down after she dried off. She walked around the spacious cabin, looking for the clothing suite. She spotted it, strutted over and brought up the menus to look around at what the ship could manufacture for her. It became evident to Jesse that this ship had belonged to some kind of fashion designer, with how over-the-top and gaudy a lot of the selections were. She finally found something she liked. S simple pair of sturdy work pants and boots, a black t-shirt and a brown leather jacket. A blinding glow came between from the closets closed doors. Of course this ship has a fancy synthesizer suite. Jesse was excited about the idea of having one, even if she didn’t show it. A synthesizer used cubes of a basic material made of all kinds of elements to construct whatever you needed at the atomic level. Just the fact that this equipment was on this ship and that it worked told her exactly what she wanted to know about the ship’s power capabilities. Synthesizers were notoriously power hungry, and ships that had them were almost always capable of rocking the most powerful weapons and shields, just so long as you didn’t something stupid like have the computer make you a perfect cup of tea in the middle of a battle. A soft ding came from the closet, and the doors opened, her new clothes still warm as they emerged on a slide. It felt so good, putting on new clothes. Jesse was near ecstatic to be dressed properly, especially after she apparently spent four years naked in a tube, on full display as human merchandise for what Jesse liked to think was a price that made those pirates very rich. She emerged from the cabin, looking as determined as she felt. She walked back down the hallway, past the open hatch and into the reactor compartment. It was just as she expected, there was a hole burned through the hull and into the chamber, evidence of a projector beam that had nearly severed the reactor’s connection to the engines. The projector beam had pierced straight through the ship, entering from the top, severed the power coupling and exited the bottom based on how the metal sagged down and had cooled. No doubt the work of the pirates that had dropped her into the pit. It looked to Jesse like the strike had been almost surgical, suggesting that their robot leader had been the one to fire the beam in an attempt to abduct the passengers in this ship. Perhaps they had made a hard landing in this cave to hide from them? If that was the case, then whoever piloted this ship was a damn fine pilot, and they had found a safe spot to park with only the minute or two an engine’s capacitors could offer in emergency running time. Jesse walked back to the pilot’s chair, feeling a new sort of respect for the one that flew this beauty of a ship and sat down again. She typed into the field again. [This is specifically for the crew of this ship, are you there still?] It took a moment, but it responded. [Yes, we are] Satisfied with that answer, Jesse continued. [The power coupling to the reactor was cut by a projector, but that was all I could see. Do you know of any other damage? The diagnostics say everything but the power bus is fine, but I want to check.] [We do not know of any other damage. When we landed after we were shot down by pirates, we abandoned the ship for fear of it being found and fled into the caves, where our others absorbed us. We do know of other wrecks on the surface, but the pirates frequent this planet as a base as it is an uninhabited garden world, and it is unlikely anything of value remains on those ships.] Jesse leaned back in her seat, “Fuuuuck” she groaned as she realized the severity of the situation if she was going to get the ship ready to take off. She began typing once more, readying herself to steal a power coupling from the pirates after she welded the breaches shut. The Message from the creature continued. [We will offer assistance in retrieving a power coupling. We will provide assistance to take you to the nearest wreck and to feed you.] Jesse’s brow furrowed at this. Provide a companion? [How will you provide assistance?] The creature took a moment to respond, as if it was confused by her question. [We will provide assistance. Please disrobe and exit the ship.] Jesse stepped out into the warm light spilling through the cave entrance, shimmering as the vines and other plants refracted the light into greens and reds. She was annoyed that the creature had told her to take off her new clothes, so soon after she put them on, but she had complied regardless. She looked around, and spotted a large purple tentacle slithering from the cave entrance, surrounded by a sea of small, navy blue tendrils. As they approached her, Jesse felt somewhat nervous and stepped back before taking a deep breath and reminding herself that they had no intent of hurting her. She stepped closer to the swarm which quickly squiggled around her feet and began to crawl up her body. The long purple limb, instead of penetrating her simply slid up her back along her spine, and seemingly anchored itself to her skin. The small blue tendrils continued to climb over her body, some of them slipping into her ass, pussy and urethra, but they did not slither deep into her, it was more like they were simply occupying the space to hold themselves there. Jesse gasped and fell to all fours as a chill and squirming feeling took hold over her spine. The purple tentacle! Her hand scrabbled at its surface but found no purchase. It was sinking into her skin! She gasped again as the tentacle met her spinal cord and tapped into the connection. She jerked with shock, and the tendrils all over her body now jerked as well. She collapsed to her side as the tentacles slithered over her face, subsuming her in their mass. She saw a flash, and felt a slick sensation over the rest of her skin as the blue tentacles melted together, but no into her. Jesse was still surprised and scared, but she had an inkling of what they were doing. If they were forming a biological exosuit, she had nothing to worry about! She had used mechanical exosuits for maintenance all the time, and was familiar with the frame inside the helmet to scan her brainwaves and move with her, so the purple tentacle must be doing more or less the same thing! Her suspicions were confirmed when her vision returned, but it was not coming from her eyes, that much she could tell. She moved her head to the right, and her new line of sight followed, her gaze coming to rest on her arm, currently a slick and fluid looking mass, like dark blue oil, but an arm that was not her own quickly solidified from the mass. It was muscular, all five finger that now ended in a sharp, hardened point. She felt the rest of her biological suit come into focus from the goopy mass the tentacles had melted into to join together. She felt a squirming limb press into her mouth and split into two before slithering into both her esophagus and trachea, while at the same time she felt her mouth open as the- no, her tentacle pushed in, split and began to supply her air from the head that had formed out of the tendrils. Jesse planted her new, admittedly bad-ass looking hands onto the stony ground and push herself up. She looked down over the covering on her body. Everything was there still! Her breasts, nipples even. She looked further down and saw her labia and clit still poked out. So, it mimicked her body on the outside. Jesse imagined the creatures penetrating her lower holes were more or less supposed to be there like catheters for any waste products, but she couldn’t help but thing the creature may have had an ulterior motive in making her look like a sexy monster-girl. Jesse watched, intrigued as her new body started to secrete a dark purple sludge that quickly hardened into plates of armor. They grew, covering her body while accenting her new form. To be honest, everything that had happened to her so far was hitting all the right spots for her as Jesse felt a flush of arousal in her human body, and the covering responded in kind. Her new, larger hands ran over her body. She felt her face, but her hands bumped up against it unexpectedly. She felt her face and neck, elongated and armored, with a ridge of firm flesh over what felt like bone protecting her ears. She felt until she could see her hands again, and Jesse was mildly surprised to find she was seeing from four points! Her four eyes were small and recessed into the bony exterior of her head for protection, but they nevertheless offered incredible field of view, from her front to almost directly behind herself! Her The biosuit’s mouth was elongated and filled with sharp teeth, along with four canine teeth that sat outside her mouth, two on top and in front, and two behind and on the bottom. Perfect for ripping and tearing, until she was done. Evidently the creature had seen fit to deck her out with a suit that was both sexy and deadly. Her hands ran lower, aver her freshly armored breasts, feeling the firmness of her hips and belly before sliding lower for a feel. A jolt ran through her brain. She was more sensitive down there than normal! Obviously, the tentacles hadn’t just slid into her a little ways, but joined with her body and transferred the nerve input to the surface of the biosuit! At the revelation that the people that were absorbed in the creature were probably a bunch of right horny bastards, Jesse chuckled. It was a deeper but no less feminine noise coming from the mouth of the biosuit as her perception became more used to the larger stature that her heightened neck and now digitigrade legs afforded her. In fact, she began to feel that she was the biosuit instead of her human body. Jesse felt somewhat nervous about the whole situation, but again she put it aside in her mind, deciding she’d cross that bridge about getting out of the suit if she came to it.  The most pressing thing on her mind now was walking. She took a tentative step forward on her new legs, and found it was easier than standing on the balls of her feet! She looked behind her, her neck easily stretching to at least 150 degrees, and saw a relatively long tail, armored just like the rest of her body and ending in a bony spike swinging slowly behind her to counter the shift in her weight. Jesse started to walk, she had a stalking, predatory gait as she was now, she crouched down and decided to try and walk on all fours, and finding it was surprisingly easy, decided to up the ante. It was only a few minutes before Jesse was able to sprint on her two legs and even on all four limbs. The tail was a huge boon in the way of balance, and she found herself wondering why she had never considered getting one built out of her own cells and grafted onto her spine. I could stay like this, Jesse thought. I could be different from human, something more, even. Her train of though was interrupted by a new image coming into her mind from the biosuit itself. The image of the power coupler she needed... She reminded herself there was a reason that she was in this thing, and now that she could move in it, it was time to get to work and steal her escape from the same pirates that stole her halfway decent life from her. She crouched once more, the corded muscle in her legs formed of alien flesh bunching, and she leapt, launching herself through the mouth of the cave and into the greater world beyond.

Chapter 6 - The Encounter

Jesse awoke to the feeling of the creature within her body squirming through her guts. Sun was streaming in through the porthole, illuminating dust dancing through the air, much like her belly was squirming as her passenger tossed and turned. She could feel the gurgling vocalizations of the thing as it slithered through her small intestines and into her duodenum, stretching the orifice and popping into her stomach, then quickly pushing through into her esophagus as Jesse groaned at the stretching deep within her body. A bulge appeared in her neck as the bulbous eye popped past her collarbone, through her jaw and out of her now wide-open mouth, whereupon its exit it lazily dragged its ten foot length from her body and curled up in the puddle of sunlight on the floor, its body glistening with its own slime and her body’s mucus it had secreted around the invader. It peered up at her sleepily, and Jesse couldn’t help but think it looked rather cute, like a puppy. A butt-invading, gut-fucking puppy if there ever was one, however. She quickly gathered her bearings. She was still within the carcass of the once great Star-Liner, hiding from the plethora of nasty creatures that had emerged come the night on this planet, not unlike an early 21st century Earth movie she had watched a long time before. Jesse got to her feet, the worm-thing now firmly asleep in its chosen napping spot, and she set out into the partially collapsed corridor with the old, but functional-looking power coupling gripped firmly in her hand, or rather, the Biosuit’s hand. She made her way through the creaking mess of metal, listening for anything out of the ordinary, like more of the eye-worms. She caught a glimpse of one slithering around a corner and soon found another, gnawing on a chunk of old steel. They paid her no mind as they went about the ship, and so Jesse paid them no mind either. It was a fine trade in her mind. In about half an hour, she reached the rend in the hull that she had partially descended the night before, hopping down level by level before she landed on the soft ground, the mossy growth giving way and causing her to slip,  falling alarmingly close to a jagged chunk of metal protruding from the ground. She looked around, noting in particular the crushed plants along the path of the creature whose detection she had narrowly escaped the previous night. The path trailed along the side of the wreck, disappearing in the east back into the trees, several of the great plants seeming to be pushed aside and sitting at an angle when the creature had forced its way through. Jesse was not inclined to go and see where the thing had headed too, so she started directly south towards the cave she had emerged from. She passed into the familiar looking greenery that she had come through the day before and now seeing her previous path, broke into a sprint on all fours. She knew it was about seven kilometers to the cave where the ship was hidden, and so she moved as fast as she and her Biosuit could maintain, keeping watch for any Tower-cocks or any other critters that might seek to pass their genetic materials along before the night fell. She made it four kilometers, dodging outreaching limbs and slimy tendrils on more than one occasion. She was looking around, up in the treetops and the shrub-veiled ground, but not where she was stepping, which she realized was a fatal error when the large leaf she thought was deadfall shifted aside quick as lightning, and a group of thin slimy cords quickly wrapped around her and yanked her into the pit they were rooted in with nothing more than a surprised squawk from Jesse. The Power coupling fell to the soft ground with a mild ‘thud’, and she disappeared so quickly that no one would have known she was there at all. “Let go, damn you!” She yelled as her captor wrapped more of its bindings around her ankles, wrists, and midriff. They came close to her face, but shrank back as she snapped at one, breaking it in two between the Biosuit’s powerful jaws. A pitiful squeak of pain came from below her, and in response to her bite the tendrils paused, and the lashed with doubled ferocity around her body, leaving her head free to move around, but unable to bite anything. The green light from through the leaf covering the pitcher plant-like alien’s mouth dimmed as a circle of muscular flesh sealed overtop of her. Jesse felt the slimy filaments crawl over her lower body, sliding over her butthole and between her labia. She gave a small yelp as they brushed over her clit, but the creature didn’t seem to notice. They crawled higher, wrapping around the Biosuit’s tail, and sliding up her back and belly before they finally came to her breasts, sliding around her breasts, squeezing gently as they came to her perky nipples. A trickle of fluid came from the hardening peaks, and the tendrils halted when the fluid met them. Jesse gasped at the sensation of her nipples leaking through the Biosuit’s ample breasts and out of the artificial nipples that she had no doubt were fuckable, just like her own upgraded and abused body. She peered down at her breasts and through the darkness her enhanced eyes were able to make out a faint blue glow leaking from her chest pillows. It was some of the fluid the tentacles had pumped into her breasts before filling her with eggs, residual nutrient filled liquid with a bright bioluminescent glow when it had flowed into her initially, and now this plant-thing got a taste of it, and apparently liked it. The rootlike filaments swarmed over her breasts, making their way towards her nipples, following the faintly glowing fluid trails from where it dribbled down her globes, until they came to her nipples. Jesse’s breath caught in her throat as she watched the filaments dance over her nipples, wondering what exactly they had in store if not simply fucking her brainless. Of course, the creature was in search of food. Its basic eye nodules stared at the strange creature it had caught, covered in dark blue skin with four eyes, and a curvy figure that suggested it was a valuable morsel indeed. It had long since digested its previous meal, a mid-size reptilian critter, and it had every intent of flooding its main chamber where Jesse was captive with a digestive enzyme until it had gotten a taste of an incredibly nutrient-dense treat. It extended its sensory filaments along the fluid’s path to where it originated from two soft lumps on its prey’s torso, and so its simple brain, hidden away well underneath the chamber that acted as its stomach decided to retrieve or stimulate the production of more of the delicious fluid, and even use the creature as a vessel for its eggs! The filaments prodded Jesse’s nipples, mushing them this way and that, evidently searching for a entrance. She gave a muted giggle as they tickled her until they finally pressed directly into her breasts, her aroused nipples yielding easily to the creature’s probing. The filaments bundled together, stretching her nipples as they turned from delicate, slender limbs into textured cords that began to sink deeper into her boobs on a quest for Space-Milk™. She watched, fascinated as the blue glow of the fluid drew along their length as she enjoyed the stimulation the tendrils were giving her. She gasped as they surged deeply into her breasts, feeling the cords split apart as they explored the various milk ducts that had been widened by the tentacles and their eggs a few days before. She paused, examining the outsides of her boobs. There was evidently so much of the plant’s tendrils in her chest that her breasts were bulging out from the mass contained within. The creature gave the mental equivalent of a sigh. There had not been much of the nutrient filled fluid, but the creature seemed to enjoy its retrieval of what remained. It felt around with its sensory filaments, exploring the channels and small chambers hidden away within the two fleshy lumps that the creature carried on its chest. Surely the warmth and moisture were perfect for eggs to thrive and hatch! The fluid it had absorbed was more than enough to feed those it had in its egg-sac, so they would not need to feed from the creature they were implanted in before they hatched and came out the same way they went in, thereby allowing for it to use the creature in the future if it ever caught it again for the same purpose, over and over and over again. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt the tendrils warm up unexpectedly, her nipples stretching open to the size of her thumbs as something hot surged through them and spilled into her tits, plumping them as the dark slime finally spurted out from between her nipples and the cord-like tentacles. It dribbled down her breasts and her body until a small pool of it formed in the very bottom of the small pit, her breasts themselves being inflated with the warm slime until they resembled a porn star’s rack, E or I cups at least. The slime smelled vaguely fruity, and it was warm enough that it steamed as it dripped down her bound body. She breathed in, enjoying the smell, and realized that it must have an aphrodisiac effect! An intense heat had ignited in her crotch and she now felt needy for something to fill her the way she was craving. Fortunately for her, the plant that she now decided to call a Fuck-Pitcher was one to put out when it decided to breed. The creature felt Jesse’s body temperature rising, and her skin moistening especially between her legs. It sent forth more sensory filaments bundled together to explore her undercarriage, and they tasted a sweet nectar that flowed from between her labia. They dove into her eagerly as Jesse came with a high-pitched whine from the rough tentacles quickly going to work on her hyper-sensitive pussy. For once her ass was ignored and while it was a nice change of pace, Jesse couldn’t help but feel disappointingly empty back there, although the tentacles grinding into her cervix and stimulating her G-spot non-stop were more than enough for her as she orgasmed for the second time in half a minute. She panted as the tentacles sucked out her feminine fluids and delved even deeper. They continued massaging her cervix, and finally pushed through into her womb. She shuddered as they squiggled around in her center, the rootlike filaments separating as they tasted her and pushed deep into her fallopian tubes before a curious tendril discovered her urethra when she came a third time, squirting over the slender limbs and prompting them to explore her tightest hole and all the potential treasure within. A third tentacle wasted no time in prying her malleable flesh apart and shoved its slimy length through her urethra and into her bladder with no regard for her moan at the sudden and very textured penetration. Dissatisfied, the creature didn’t find any more of her vaginal lubricant or ejaculate, but it continued its probing nevertheless. The cord tentacle split into two after having found two small holes in the tiny stretchy chamber, which it had filled out after stuffing a full two feet of its length into her urethra, bundling up in the small chamber and leaving Jesse to gasp in surprise as the tentacles jammed themselves into her ureters, and as they probed their way into her kidneys. The tendrils slithered through her body and deeper into her renal system, finding nothing of value to them. The tendril secreted the dark slime it used for implanting its eggs into more mobile carriers, so it didn’t damage the insides of its new toy as it pulled out, Jesse just groaning as the four feet of tentacle slithered out of her peehole, leaving it gaped slightly from the relatively massive stretch. Jesse was in ecstasy as she felt the tentacles in her tits and pussy squirm slightly as the cord-like lengths began the process of delivering their eggs into her. The filament like tendrils all swelled as small lumps, the size of fish eggs were methodically squeezed along their lengths. Jesse Gasped as her pussy lips and nipples were stretched even further open as the eggs flowed into her body. Her womb was filled fallopian tubes first with eggs pressing against her ovaries, the pressure making her groan as her uterus was stuffed full, Her belly swelling slowly until she looked five months pregnant. The cords in her tits however, were delivering eggs to the many channels and milk glands hidden within her perky boobs. Her womb was quickly filled, the tentacle slipping out of her cervix and plunging into her urethra to deliver the last of its eggs right into her bladder. Her breasts were expanding as the eggs were dropped in one by one, dark slime leaking out between her nipples and the tentacles stuffing them. Her breasts continued to grow as the creature doubled down on filling her. She felt her skin and the flesh underneath stretch as she approached her limit, and the eggs just now starting to slow down. Her breasts were easily I or J cups when the tentacles slopped out of her nipples, now swollen and hyper-sensitive, making her cum yet again as they dragged their rough lengths from her. Some eggs fell out of her gaping tits and into the bottom of the fuck-pitcher, but the vast majority stayed within her breasts, bladder and uterus. Jesse felt the chamber she was in begin to undulate rhythmically, and squeeze her legs, pushing her body up towards the entrance. It had finished with her, having seeded her as thoroughly as it could and now it was ejecting her! The cordlike tendrils released her, and she thrust her powerful arms upwards, grabbing onto the rim of the things mouth and pulling her mass free of the kinky plant. Jesse looked around, still a little in shock from how rapid her molestation was this time. She saw the Power coupling laying amongst the twigs and grasses and she quickly picked it up before standing up to get her bearings. “Shit” Jesse thought as she realized she was completely disoriented. She had forgotten which direction the cave was in! In the back of her mind she felt that the Biosuit’s limited awareness was unable to direct her properly, something about the slime the fuck pitcher had pumped into her messing with its physiology, making her hopelessly lost. Jesse realized all she would really haver to do was top find the Star-Liner again and head in the opposing direction, and there were trees all around! She made for the trunk of the nearest tree, one that had branches that resembled pictures of the neurons in a brain that she had seen before, she placed the Power Coupling in her mouth and telling the Biosuit to harden the claw-like tips of her fingers, she used her enhanced strength to sink them into the tree’s spongy bark. The tree shuddered as she climbed it, and Jesse couldn’t quite tell if it was from the impact of her claws or the tree itself reacting to her making holes where holes weren’t supposed to be. Honestly, she didn’t really care. She reached the branches and started to clamber faster towards the top, finally breaching the dense canopy of leaves and branches that obscured her vision so handily. She looked around, sighting the towering fin on the roof of the great steel carcass to her left, and looking right she saw the stony hill spotted with greenery where the cave and her hidden ship and escape route were located. Just before she was going to make her way to the ground once more, a low drone rose into being, her improved hearing picking it up long before she would have normally. It quickly rose in volume and Jesse realized what it was. The engine of a flying Skiff! She had no doubt in her mind that it was the Pirates flying about, but for what reason she couldn’t imagine. She quickly leapt down the branches as the Skiff flew into view above the trees, the shouting of a woman now audible to her, likely whoever was directing the flyer. It flew over head, and swung about, Jesse’s stomach dropping as it turned and slowed near her position. She dropped the rest of the way to the ground, easily thirty feet, and landed hard, her increased bulk tipping her onto her side. She had forgotten she was carrying the plant’s eggs! Jesse scrabbled to her feet as several ropes dropped through the trees, shadowed figures sliding down on motorized harnesses. She started to run, narrowly avoiding a net launched from one of the people on the ropes, and she was almost to a thicket and disappeared into the brush when she heard a sharp whistle and a sting in her lower back that quickly erupted into a blinding pain. An electro-dart! Jesse had used them hunting big game before, and she knew they were essentially high power tasers shot from a rifle to subdue larger animals. She collapsed, her legs spasming as the dart shocked her. A woman’s voice rang out close behind her “Watch out, ya cunts! There’s a mantrap right there, get too close and it’ll suck you in like a noodle and digest ya!” Jesse rolled over and saw a tall blonde haired woman approaching her. The woman raised a rifle and shot Jesse with another dart, delivering yet more electricity to her system, and now close enough to reach down and pluck the Power Coupling from her jaws. “Now then sweetie,” the woman crooned in a condescending tone. “Looks like you’ve gone and taken something that’s not yours, and the boss wants to know why.” Before Jesse could get a word out, the woman with a cruel gleam in her eyes swung her rifle butt at Jesse’s head, and her vision went dark as she was knocked out. The woman looked over the strange creature, a slight thread of curiosity winding through her mind and the undeniably feminine creature. It looked like it could rip a human apart with ease, yet it had run when it saw her crew. “Sedate this alien fuck,” She barked at her crew “Get… Her, I guess, loaded up. Boss wants us back at base in an hour with this thief.” The woman began to walk back to her rope as she slipped the Power Coupling into her satchel, wondering what the fuck this scout trip was about anyway.

Chapter 3 - Can I offer you a nice egg in this trying time?

Jesse awoke to the feeling of a thick tendril slipping into her ass. She opened her eyes and realized she was no longer on the floor where she had essentially collapsed. Instead, the blue-glowing tentacles had lifted her from the floor and held her upright, her back pressed against the warm, fleshy wall. The tentacle currently molesting her and plumbing rather deeply into her still-filled guts was one of the pink tentacles, writhing around as it fed its length into her. As she felt it slide deeper, she became aware of her belly losing its bulk. It seemed that she had clenched the whole while she was sleeping and held most of the fluid inside her, which the creature now saw fit to extract. “Ooh, good morning to you too.” Jesse yawned. The eye tentacle that had presumably watched over her waggled a Yes. She felt the tentacles holding her start to massage her back and limbs. It wasn’t the worst way to wake up, with a good buttfuck and a good massage.   Jesse’s belly flattened out to its usual trim shape and the pink tentacle slipped from her butt and disappeared, but the tentacles still held her to the wall. “Are you gonna let me down?” The eye waggled a No. Jesse looked at it quizzically and watched as yet more new tentacles dropped down from the ceiling. There were about ten of them, all translucent so that she could see the blue glow through them. The tendrils holding her lifted her away from the wall and into the air, bringing her into a seated position with her thighs spread and straight out, her lower legs free to move along with her arms as the tentacles cradled her thighs, butt and back. It was a very comfortable position to be filled with eggs, as Jesse was confident that’s what was coming. She was thrown off somewhat when one of the clear tentacles bumped against her lips and slipped into her mouth. A warm white fluid travelled the length of the tentacle and began to pour into her mouth. Instead of the expected cum taste, it was flavoured like porridge with butter and brown sugar. It was feeding her! Jesse knew better than to reject the meal and she gulped the tasty fluid down, hoping that her fears of her digestive system being cleaned of the natural gut flora was incorrect. She’d become ill or starve otherwise. She was busy enough drinking down the liquid food that she didn’t notice the other tentacles filling with the familiar green lube that served to make her stretchy so that the tentacles didn’t kill her. She grunted around the tentacle in her mouth as two of them pressed into her ass at the same time, stretching her and filling her butt wonderfully, and dispensing the elasticizing lube. The fluid stopped flowing through the tentacle in her mouth, and as it quickly retracted to the dark hole it had come from, another took its place and gave her a helping of the same minty lube, which she swallowed in preparation for whatever the creature was planning now.   Three more tendrils bumped up against her pussy, two of them pushing into her vagina and delivering their payload, and the third pushing the lube into her urethra and bladder. The tentacle in Jesse’s throat began to push deeper, along with the two in her ass. They moved slowly, spilling more of the green lube as they went. Jesse’s stomach was feeling rather full by the time the tentacle reached it and stopped pumping lube. She was able to breath again soon as the tendril stopped moving, a white tubular tentacle slipping into her mouth and down her trachea to provide her with air. The tentacles in her ass stopped as well when they reached the entrance to her small intestines. The two in her vagina decided they had squeezed enough lube through her cervix, all the same as the third, because they all started pushing into her womb and urethra at the same time. Her flesh was malleable now, and the tentacles had no trouble slipping into the tight holes and reaching as deep as they intended. The tentacles in Jesse’s uterus each pushed into a Fallopian tube, ready for whatever next came down the tentacles’ lengths while the tendril in her urethra simply stayed in her bladder, lightly pulsing against her clit.   It was time for the next wave of tentacles apparently, because two more came towards her, leaving only one dangling in the open. The two tentacles moved towards her chest and zeroed in on her newly fuckable nipples. The tips of the tentacles pressed into her boobs and pushed the lube out, some of it squirting over her breasts onto her belly, but a good deal of it was squeezed into her breasts, the cool lube tingling within her pale globes. The two tentacles stopped pumping lube and held still. Jesse knew why, she could feel her nipples starting to stretch around the round ends of the tendrils, her breasts moving up as her nipples accepted the girth, stretching around the tendrils while the pressure on her breasts was released by the penetration. Her nipples finally accepted the widest girth of the tentacles, and her breasts suddenly heaved up, forcing more length into her boobs as the resistance keeping them pressed to her chest finally vanished. Jesse gasped at the stretch so deep in her tits, her breathing heavy as she came with a long moan while she looked up. All the tentacles penetrating her pulsed in unison and she was almost glad to see her hypothesis was correct. There were dark blue spheres making their way down the rippling tentacles. Eggs, lots of eggs interspersed with the green lube, all intended to fit into every orifice she had.   It was the tentacle in her throat that received the eggs first. This close to Jesse’s face, she got a good gauge of how big they actually were. They were about as large as a goose egg. They looked to be about two inches in diameter, and she definitely felt the stretch as they slid down her throat into her stomach. She glanced down and watched as the tentacles in her tits started to deliver their payload. The lube was squirting out of her breasts around the tentacles, but the eggs stopped the flow as they stretched her nipples wide, eliciting a high whine from her throat as they forced their way in. The first eggs finally popped inside her breasts, paving they way for more to slide in easier, although at a much slower pace than the other tentacles, save for the one in her bladder.   Now it was the lower tentacles turns. The eggs slipped into her ass and were pushed into her small intestine, where they started to line up and push deeper with every new arrival, just as the tentacle in her throat was now sending the eggs into her small intestine from the other way. The tentacles in her pussy had to force the eggs through her cervix, but after three sets they popped into her womb with ease. The tentacle in her urethra however, was having trouble. Five eggs had piled up in the tentacle against the entrance, and the first one was only a quarter in, Jesse’s body doing all it could to deny access to her urethra. The tentacle pushed more lube into her bladder, forcing the muscles to relax as it put more force behind the eggs. Slowly, reluctantly, Jesse’s body opened up to receive the payload, the first egg now a third inside, then halfway, and finally with a slurp, it vanished into her urethra and was neatly deposited in her bladder. Jesse let out a small scream as she came again from the feeling of the next four eggs rush into her peehole, the tentacle making sure the eggs were secure before it slithered from her semi-gaped urethra and joined the tentacles in her pussy, pushing eggs through her cervix and into her womb now that her Fallopian tubes were filled.   Jesse’s womb was filled to its absolute maximum capacity after ten minutes. She felt her flesh as stretchy as it was begin to strain. Evidently the creature felt this too, because it quickly retracted the ovipositor tentacles and just as quickly plugged her pussy up with one of the thick purple tentacles. The same was happening with the tentacles pumping eggs into her nipples. She looked at her bulging rack, now easily an I-cup with all the eggs filling her overstuffed boobs. Several pink tentacles and took the places of those spent ovipositors as they slopped out of her nipples, a few of the eggs tumbling out before her nipples were properly plugged. That was her bladder and urethra, womb and her tits stuffed with eggs. Jesse couldn’t foresee exactly what they would hatch into. Would they be larva? New tentacles? Would they be something else entirely? Jesse was panting from arousal and the strain of having her poor but and throat still stuffed with so many eggs. Her belly continued to expand as yet more eggs and copious amounts of lube were pumped into her. She was fantasizing about the little tentacle squeezing out of all her holes when she felt the pressure finally become to much as her navel started to give way again, popping out as the liquid weight became too much yet again.   Or was it the liquid this time? Jess felt an uncharacteristic pressure, her eyes going wide as something pushed her belly button out from the inside. An egg was forcing her navel out. Would it fit? Jesse knew that the eggs were thicker than the bulb of the eye tentacle watching her belly as it strained to contain the eggs. Her question was answered as a small gush of lube erupted from her belly, followed by the deep shiny blue of an egg stretching her belly button, the pressure behind it pushing it out. Her navel stretched around it as the force behind the egg overcame her body. The egg reached the halfway point of its spherical mass, and with a wet pop, the pressure released with a stream of lube as the egg dropped to the floor. The eye tentacle looked at the egg on the ground, and back up at Jesse. It saw that another egg was squeezing out of her belly, and it jerked up towards her, pressing the egg back into the warm confines of her body and pushing its bulbous head back into her navel. It didn’t go deeper into her, however. It simply stayed there and plugged the leak. Apparently, the creature decided she was full enough at that point, and it halted the flow of eggs, dragging the clear tentacles out of her and replacing the ones in her ass with another of the thick purple limbs. Jesse groaned as the purple tentacle pressed into her ass, squeezing the eggs deeper until the purple tentacle was the only thing occupying her descending colon. There was no tentacle to plug Jesse’s throat, which she was happy enough to accept without argument, until she felt a blockage rising in her throat, and a flood of the green lube filling her mouth as a bulge worked its way up- from behind her collarbone. The egg finally slipped up out of her throat and unceremoniously shlorped out her mouth as the lube pushed on its back end, filling her nose and jetting from her nostrils. She retched as her body purged the lube and eggs that had been forced into her throat, three more eggs in total before she could breathe normally. The tentacles plugging her holes began to pulse gently and rhythmically, now flooding her holes with what felt like some kind of syrup. The ones in her nipples and urethra were finished first. They pulled out of her, and no eggs followed. Just some strings of a sticky gray fluid with the consistency of glue. Jesse touched the fluid dribbling out of her tits, astonished at how quickly the goo locked her fingers together, requiring her to break the bonds with her other hand. So this was the plan, the tentacles were filling her full of some kind of glue to seal the eggs in her, and then at some point they’d hatch and come flooding out of her. Delightful. Jesse was surprised at how happy she was. This creature had treated her amazingly, and now she was gonna be a mother, albeit to squirming tentacle babies. She was pondering her role in this new life for about ten minutes, until she could taste the goo that held the eggs in place on the back of her tongue. It flooded out of her mouth, dripping down her belly and over the eye tentacle still stuffed in her navel. When the fluid reached it, it popped out of her belly with a wet sucking sound and the tentacles stopped their pulsing. Jesse retched a few times, her body clearing out the goo from her throat before it hardened. No more eggs came squeezing out of her belly. The tentacles all retracted from her gaping holes as the glowing tendrils began to massage her aching flesh and bring her back to the wall. It seemed that the whole of the impregnation was over, and now Jesse just had to wait.   3 DAYS LATER   Jesse was pretty bored for all the orgasms. She had fallen asleep three times, and when she was awake the tentacles holding her and massaging her pregnant belly would also be playing with her clit, nipples and g-spot. For all the pleasure, she couldn’t help but sighing and wondering when eggs were going to hatch. She had been wondering for what she believed was a couple days now, so it came with a wave of relief when she felt a squirming deep inside her. She moaned and squirmed herself at the sensation, and the tentacles had obviously been paying attention and waiting for this. The eye tentacle that had withdrawn shortly after she had been impregnated dropped from the ceiling in minutes, and moved over to her, nuzzling her cheek as she panted, the squirming and cracking of the eggs growing ever more intense. The tendrils holding her gently maneuvered her into a birthing position, ass down and face up. The squirming in her belly and now her breasts grew ever more intense as the first new tentacles emerged. They were all the same colour, a dark grey. They were at least an inch thick and ten long. The first slipped from her ass, five at once, and fell onto the ground where they quickly slithered into the darkness. A flood of these small tentacles fell from her ass and her pussy now, easily two hundred of before the flow paused.   Jesse felt pressure in her colon. Something big was coming, and just its movement had her belly wobbling. It breached from her ass, bright pink and three inches thick. A full foot, then two, three, four, and five feet of tentacle slithered out of her stretched butt, crawling up into one of the many holes in the wall. Her breasts were next. Thick white larvae stretched her nipples as they emerged, falling onto her belly where the tentacles tending her scooped them up and carried them away. Her nipples were getting the stretching of a lifetime as the larvae jostled their way out two, three at a time, leaving Jesse to grunt and moan until she felt another thick tentacle sliding out of her throat, and sliding from between her lips. It had a sweet coating, like a maple syrup glaze, and she decided she didn’t mind the wait for this as she came over and over, the tentacles in her bladder stretching her urethra and tickling her clit as they slithered out. Almost all the eggs had hatched, the few that hadn’t now wriggling and breaking out. More of the thick pink worms slithered out of Jesse’s ass and mouth until they decided to take the alternate route. Jesse’s belly was steadily flattening, but she still looked about five months pregnant.   Jesse’s belly button bulged up suddenly, the tip of one of the large pink tentacles wriggling through the opening and stretching her belly button further than even the eggs had. It fought against her body, her stretched belly button clinging to it, but inevitably losing as another tentacle began to wiggle through. The stretch was incredible, orgasmic even as the slimy babies slithered from every hole they could, leaving Jesse as a quivering wreck as the stretch added to her already intense orgasms. Her belly button was gaping slightly as the tentacles slithered from her, leaving her with the last one. It was huge, easily double the thickness of the pink ones. The baby purple tentacle prodded at her open navel, bulging it out like the pink ones had before. Deciding it would emerge from her ass instead, the bulge moved around her belly with Jesse's hands tracing its path through her guts as it found its way through her and into her colon. It was so huge that it made her cum by rubbing her g-spot all the way from her ass! Her poor anus stretched wide as it slipped from her, the seven feet of length caught mid air and borne away by the glowing tendrils.   It seemed that was it, all Jesse’s babies had been born, all her holes had been well gaped, and she had lost count of how many orgasms she’d had. Now it was time for the tentacles to focus on her. The eye tentacle slipped into her mouth and down her throat. Jesse was still lost in the afterglow to pay it much mind as it slithered through her thoroughly used body and slipped from her ass, before diving into her pussy. A post-natal checkup, Jesse presumed. Another orgasm took her as it poked around her womb and slipped into her bladder once more. Jesse realized something was different though, as she felt the length within her tensing. The bulb pulled free of her urethra and slipped back through her digestive tract, Jesse spasming from the sensation of the bulb dragging itself through her guts. As the eye tentacle continued its retreat, Jesse glance another limb descending from the ceiling. It had a wide bulb at the tip, growing larger and then shrinking. It reminded her of her dildos she had on her ship, long, bumpy, ridged, or simply knotted at the base. The inflated portion of the new tentacle pressed up against her butt, the pressure making her grunt as the bulb pressed into her colon and deeper. It shrank as it reached her small intestine, at which point the eye tentacle fully extracted itself from her throat and mouth. The tentacle slithered deeper into her guts, a feeling Jesse was now more accustomed too, but still one that she enjoyed immensely. She felt meters of the tentacle plumb her butt, eventually slipping through her duodenum and into her stomach. She grinned as it pressed through her throat, opening wide as the tentacle burst from between her lips and stopped abruptly. Jesse looked at the tentacle coming from her mouth and moaned as she felt the whole length plumping up, her belly swelling more than it already had to contain the expanding mass. The sensation rose up her throat, and Jesse watched intrigued as the bulb in front of her face began to expand, swelling until it was the size of her own head. She gasped as best she could as she felt the tentacle spearing her begin to pull, whilst the glowing tendrils still caressing her relinquished their grip on her body. The tentacle continued to pull, Jesse's innards now bearing the weight of her body as the limb started to retract towards the ceiling. Jesse was now flipped upside down, her hands caressing her swollen belly and playing with her clit as her legs hung down, spreading her asscheeks wide and emphasizing her stretched anus and outlining her belly as she was reeled upwards. She felt warm flesh meet her buttocks and thighs as the hole the tentacle dropped from dilated to accommodate her body, the hole slipping over her legs, breasts, and finally her head as she was drawn yet deeper into the tentacle pit. Jesse couldn't wait to find out what could come next.

Chapter 5 - Jesse vs. the Wildlife

Jesse flew out of the cave much higher than she had anticipated. She had made some pretty impressive leaps in a mechanical exoskeleton, but this biosuit was on a whole other level! She was at least ten meters above the ground, and now falling, getting ready for her new weight to slam into the earth and plants. She whipped through the leaves and vines, her legs making contact. They compressed like springs, the digitigrade limbs absorbing the force from her increased mass with ease. She used the force as a springboard on the ground, and leapt forward using it as momentum for her run to the closest shipwreck that might still have parts for her to scavenge and repair the ship still hiding within the cave. She was ecstatic. This new body she had been granted was incredible in its physical abilities, even if it was made up of a bunch of tentacles, merged into one. The trees and bushes of this alien world whipped past her as she ran, at least double, no, triple the speed of any human that had ever run on foot! A blur of motion to her right caught Jesse’s eyes, two of them flicking over to see… What? It looked like a giant stump of a tree sticking out of the ground. Jesse diverted her attention when she shouldn’t have. She looked away from the log in time for a thick limb to jerk up, out of the soil and cause her to slam into it. She looked back, the log was not in fact a stump, but a massive creature rising from the ground on four thick legs connected to the body of it at the base. It was huge! The four equidistant legs supported the body well above the ground, the highest point reaching probably eight meters up! On its underside, a massive, sharp looking beak clacked under the beast’s main body, implying an unsavory intention for Jesse’s powerful form. Several grey tendrils, much like the limbs within the pit, but used for far more nefarious means lashed from the beast’s beak at her. She crouched low in an instant! The first of the four or so grey limbs swung over her, missing by inches. Jesse leapt into the air, sailing towards the creature’s body. She landed, digging her claws into the creature’s hide, eliciting a sound like a rumble as if from thunder and a squeal like metal on metal. The limbs lashed at her once again, their pointed tips lunging for her. Jesse pulled herself out of the way, leapt from the beast's leathery hide and almost laughed as the grey limbs broke through the beast’s hide and plunged deeply into its own body. It collapsed right there, its massive bulk slamming into the soft soil. Evidently it wasn’t used to quick prey or being cautious about using those tentacles… Jesse thought to herself. She couldn’t help but feel bad for the creature. Sure, it had just tried to eat her first, but she was the one that had entered its territory and looked so damn tasty to the thing. She was looking at the thing’s bulk, dead or unconscious by its own devices long enough that she didn’t notice a second one rising from the soil until the grey tendrils were already shooting towards her. She crouched to jump a second too late! The tentacle wrapped around her arm and held her fast, now dragging her towards the creature and its deadly maw. More of the tendrils wrapped around Jesse’s body as she struggled, the immense strength of her biosuit not enough to escape the creature. She looked at the maw fearfully. Had she really gotten herself into such a bad situation so quickly? The answer was no, of course. Jesse’s jaw dropped as something slid out of the creature’s mouth, or what she had presumed was its mouth. There was no other word for it, other than a gigantic cock, dripping a greenish fluid. Jesse stopped struggling. If the beast just wanted to fuck her, she’d be on her way quickly enough. She looked back at the one that had collapsed after she had it feed itself its own tentacles, wondering if it had been hungry, or just overexcited at the prospect of having a mate. No matter, she’d been caught by this one. She looked back as she felt the tentacles shift her, and gave a squawk of surprise as the creature flipped her upside down, her legs splaying out, and brought its massive shaft to her rear end. Looking up, she saw some of the greenish slime drip down; and felt it land square on her asshole. “Oh, for fucks sake” She grumbled “Why does everything on this damn planet wanna fuck my aAAAA-“ She broke off her complaint as the beast stuffed its thigh-thick cock up her bum. Jesse groaned at the stretch. It wasn’t the biggest she had felt, very much in thanks to the pit, but it was still a huge change from her ass having tightened up again. “Some foreplay would’a been nice…” She groaned to the creature. It paid her no heed, instead letting her droop down, her asshole dragging over its cock before it pulled her back up, bottoming out and bulging her armored belly, the plates of keratin nearly separating from her indigo skin. The creature rumbled contentedly as it reamed her, Jesse enjoying the filling too. It fucked her the same way for several minutes before Jesse finally came, her body and the biosuit jerking and twitching from the intensity of the orgasm. Gasping and moaning, Jesse realized that the beast’s movements dragging her up and down its shaft were becoming jerky and erratic. She grinned, recognizing the universal signal for “Holy fuck I’m gonna cum” seconds before it did. If the tentacle’s output had been like a firehose, this thing was a hydroelectric dam. The sheer mass of the cum that flooded into her guts was enough to make several of the keratin plates on her now ballooning belly to fly off of her and into the undergrowth. The cum surged through her guts, Jesse watching her belly as it expanded along the lines of her intestines, her muscular stomach stretching and the pressure growing faster than it ever had before. Lucky for her, she had been made permanently stretchy by the fluids the Tentacle Creature used, so where a normal human would be ripped apart, she just enjoyed the massive cream filling she was getting dumped into her. The tsunami of cum was surging through her small intestines, and her belly was the size of a keg. Her navel was already standing out on her belly, a spurt of cum squirting out with every pulse from the beast as the thick, syrupy fluid continued to press through her insides, finally reaching her duodenum, stomach and esophagus. Jesse opened her mouth as the pastel green sludge surged from her jaws. It tasted like a mildly sweet butter, certainly not all that unappealing of a flavor. Gallons flowed through her body, splashing onto the soil to form a small lake of the fluid as the trickle of cum leaking from her belly button trailed down the globe of her swollen belly. The beast paid the cum splattering on the ground no mind. Its goal was a simple one. Find something that looks female, pump ridiculous amounts of cum into it, and hope that that leads to a successful fertilization and a new egg of its kind. It had succeeded in finding something female, but it had pushed into the wrong hole. That being said, Jesse was glad it had taken her ass instead of her pussy for fear that the sheer volume of cum from the beasts now deflating upper section would make her pop like a tick. The creature rumbled again, and Jesse felt the flow of cum die down. There was soon enough time for her to cough and splutter her way to a full breath, and shortly after that she felt the tentacles holding her poor abused asshole to the base of the beasts cock loosen quickly, and simply drop her the three meters to the ground. Jesse landed on her side, a surge of the pastel cum spewing from her throat, belly button and asshole. She groaned as the creature lumbered away through the trees, now a lot shorter as the cum-filled bulk of its body had deflated. “Ughhh… C-call me!” Jesse groaned after the beast, coughing up more cum as she spoke. She decided that it needed a name, at least for herself to call them by. She sifted through several options in her mind before coming to rest on one she deemed appropriate. Tower-cock was what she chose. Jesse laid on the soft soil as her belly slowly deflated, the warm cum only coming from her ass now. She was in a haze, muttering “Ohhh my god, fuuuck…” and groaning as her body recovered from the brutal fucking. Once her belly was back to a normal size and her body had secreted more of the keratin plating that shielded her belly she got to her feet, the last dregs of the now clotted cum leaking from her ass. Jesse stretched, popping her joints and enjoying the rippling cracks along her spline before she set off again. Her biosuit once again fed her information on where to go, directing her towards a tower of steel jutting above the treeline in the near distance. Jesse readied to head off again, now making sure to be extra careful not to attract the attention of more Tower-cocks or any other beasts that fancied her ass wrapped around whatever tool they used for breeding. There would maybe be time for that later. Jesse rested for a short while before carrying on, quickly resuming her pace from before she had been caught. It didn’t take too long to cross the five or so kilometers that remained on her way to the crashed starship, and the size of it nearly boggled her mind. It had to be several kilometers long! The hull had crumpled and torn with the impact, carving a long trench behind the ship that was now overgrown with vegetation. Jesse was unfamiliar with the design of the ship, or perhaps it was simply too mangled for her to recognize. She spotted several holes near the aft of the ship that looked like the same wounds in the cave ship, and concluding that the pirate’s Modus Operandi was to destroy a ship’s power couplings to the engines, and take all the loot they could and likely sell the passengers to whoever would buy them. Jesse walked along the length of the ship to a tear in the hull that lead into an abandoned service corridor, and leapt up into the breach with her powerful legs. She walked into the darkness, her four alien eyes adjusting to the low light far greater than any human eyes could. She continued through the wreck, clambering over crushed support struts and crawling under collapsed ceilings. She had walked and explored the ruin for a good hour and a half when the skin of the biosuit reacted to something. Jesse didn’t have to wonder. The suit made a thought appear in her mind. I’m being followed. Jesse looked behind her. There was nothing there, just the creaks of an aging wreck and the howl of with through shattered windows and shredded hull plating. She carried on into the ship, hoping that the pirate’s projector beams hadn’t destroyed all that she needed. She came to the entrance to the reactor bay, through a doorway that had crushed like an accordion, leaving only a small gap that she decided to attempt to squeeze through. Her head and chest fit through easily enough, but then she heard a slithering sound from behind her. Jesse froze, beginning to panic and then started to struggle. She dragged her stomach through the doorframe, nearly catching her freshly hardened armour plates on the edges… And with a push from her feet, she managed to firmly wedge her hips in the doorway. If Jesse could stress sweat in the suit, she would have been doing so, but she turned back to jam her arms into the doorframe and try to push it enough for her butt and tail to fit through. “Damn it all!” She nearly yelled in frustration, the slithering getting louder as the producer drew nearer to her vulnerable form. If this goddamned suit wasn’t on I could fit, FUCK! Raced through her mind. She reefed on the door with all her might, hearing the metal squeal as it began to expand, her hips inching forwards. The dry slithering sound was right beyond the door, whatever was following Jesse had reached her. She reefed on the frame again in panic, and froze as a wormlike creature with a single large eye at the tip squeezed through the door on her left. Jesse froze. She had been expecting some kind of horrific snake-thing to drag her back through the frame and eat her alive, not for something cute and rather inquisitive looking to pop through and gaze at her like a puppy. Jesse didn’t know what to make of it as it squeezed its body through, emitting a gurgling sound as it drew closer to her face, examining her in detail. The worm-like creature was long. Five feet of its slightly wrinkled body extended from the doorframe as its great big eye curled around her, taking Jesse in. “You’re just a curious little guy, aren’t ya?” Jesse inquired with a light chuckle. The thing swung its eye to look at her mouth as she spoke, letting out a happy gurgle from what Jesse saw was a small linear opening on its underside, just below the eyeball. The little nodes along the creature’s sides wiggling as it made noise. I can’t believe I got this scared from an alien furby. Jesse chided herself. The creature gurgled again as it slithered through the doorframe, at least another five feet of length emerging as Jesse’s eyes widened at the unexpected size of the curious creature. It dropped down the wall and disappeared into a hole in the floor. “Huh.” Was all Jesse could think to say, merely glad that it hadn’t seemed interested in eating or fucking her. Jesse went back to the task of pushing the squashed doorframe up, making progress by the millimeter. She paused when she heard the gurgling trill of the worm-thing, and looked back through the gap beside her but. There it was, looking at her again. “What do you want?” She asked, expecting the thing to just bugger off now that it had inspected her. Instead, it drew nearer to her rear end. “Oh, you little- Don’t you do what I think you’re gonna do!” Jesse warned the creature, kicking at it with her powerful leg. Her foot connected with it’s soft looking body, but it was not soft. Jesse’s eyes widened as she realized the creature was made of hard muscle, and its eye was focused on her rear end, pussy and asshole on full display as the suit’s tail was raised in an autonomic attempt to balance her weight. Jesse saw the eye glance at her face as she silently begged it not to do anything. She had shit to do, and getting fucked by a muscle-worm wasn’t on the list today. Unfortunately for Jesse, the worm ran on no such schedules, and she gasped and cursed as the thing swiftly pushed its head through her asshole, and it began to crawl into the nice warm den it had found. Jesse moaned at the feeling of the firm five-inch diameter of the thing sliding into her ass, the little nodules on the creature’s sides propelling it deeper into her guts and stimulating her walls. Jesse looked down at her belly, and saw the thing crawling through her guts, bulging her belly outwards as it continued its perverse exploration of her body. Jesse moaned as the thing passed through her transverse colon and pushed its massive eye down her ascending colon, five feet of its body still sticking out of her ass as its head met the entrance to her small intestine. She felt the thing wiggle in her and heard its muffled gurgles as it tried to push itself deeper. Her flesh was elastic however, and with a slurping feeling like swallowing a Jello shot whole, its head breached the entrance and its quest into Jesse’s ass continued. Jesse gasped at the sensation, moaning “You little fucker, why is it always my ass!?” The creature gave no answer except to pull itself deeper and bulge her tummy further for what seemed like the millionth time. Jesse’s hips came free of the door just after the wriggling tail of the worm creature slipped into her ass. The creature didn’t stop at that point. It kept dragging its body deeper until the very end of its tail had passed into her small intestine, keeping Jesse moaning and gasping until it was done. That was ten feet of worm-thing inside of Jesse’s body, lightly gurgling and wiggling around, fueling Jesse’s own overgrown libido. Jesse got to her feet from the floor, and looking at her swollen belly, decided that as long as it didn’t try to eat her from the inside, there was really nothing to be done until she got back to the cave and had the tentacles pull the creature out of her ass. So she carried on, wary of any more gurgles or slithering noises from the surrounding wreck. Luckily enough, she managed to get to the reactor chamber with no other encounters. She pushed the jammed door open, squealing in its rusted slides as it resisted movement. Jesse stepped inside, her round belly brushing the doorframe, and she saw a gaping hole where the projector beam had pierced and crippled this great cruiser, the evening light streaming in to contrast the darkness in the ship's carcass. Her eyes adjusted to the brightness and Jesse found herself realizing that she could have simply clambered along the hull until she managed to drop in here, no getting stuck or hosting a Butt-slug required. Jesse crossed her arms and huffed in annoyance, glad that she had at least thought up a suitable name for her passenger. ”It’s settled then,” She grumbled aloud. “I’m gonna call you ‘Butt-slug’, ya little butt-slug. You good with that?” Jesse heard the muffled gurgling once again and couldn’t help but roll her eyes and carry on searching for a power coupler. Her search led her to a small spare parts room of to the side of the main chamber. She rummaged through the parts that had been thrown around the chamber when the ship had crashed, eventually finding what she was looking for. She pulled the spare power coupling out of the pell-mell mix of tools and parts. It was rusty, but it would have to do, especially if she could find a wire brush or a polishing wheel. Jesse let out a crow of triumph and started laughing, making her passenger wiggle about as well. She huffed, waiting for the little bastard to calm down, and the crouched down and leapt to the peak of the dead reactor, and then from there to the hole blasted through the hull however many years ago this ship was shot down. She clambered over the hull on all fours with the coupler in her right hand, being careful not to slip on the smooth metal and plunge the hundred meters to the ground. She made her way to a rend in the metal that provided a relatively safe path to the ground, and proceeded to drop, floor by floor. As she neared the ground, perhaps twelve meters up, she became aware of a shuddering in the trees and ground below. Rhythmic, like the stomp of two powerful legs. Jesse became aware immediately that on the edge of the sheared metal like this, her indigo skin and red armor would be like a beacon to any dangerous predators out there. She moved back into the shadows of what was once a crewman’s cabin, setting the power coupling down and letting the shadows obscure her shiny plating from the glow of the setting sun. She crouched down, hiding herself further as something massive emerged from the trees. It was an actual monster, a true predator. Its head was smooth and angular, with no eyes to speak of, but there was a gaping circular maw filled with glassy and horribly sharp looking teeth like a lamprey’s jaws, and a great spike of a tongue, darting out and back in like a snake’s. Its nostrils were small relative to the thing’s head, but they flared wide as they searched for the scent of any prey. Its body was large and shaped like that of an eel, with two legs at the front, branching off several meters from the monster’s sightless face and ending in a single massive spiny claw at the end of the monsters strange 3 jointed limbs. Jesse shrank back, her fear growing as the monster half slithered, half stomped across the ground. Her biosuit’s skin hardened as the plating fell off of her. Was it trying to hide her? Jesse assumed this was exactly the case as the color of the suit’s skin faded to a matte black, and wriggled until it made contact with the wall, forming a seal against the carbonized metal to make her as close to invisible as possible. She shivered as the thing drew near to the tear in the metal she hid within. The top of its head became visible and Jesse felt the worm hiding within her shiver. Did it know what was just outside of its makeshift home? Jesse couldn’t help but shiver as well. Not just from the creature raising its head, nostrils still flaring wide, but from the cold that had set into the suit. Jesse saw pits spaced evenly along the creature’s snout, and she figured it out immediately. They were heat sensory organs. The thing could see body heat, and that explained why it only just now appeared now that the sun had set over distant mountains! It was hunting her scent, and it didn’t emerge until the cool night so it could tell what was alive and what was simply plant or stone. She couldn’t move. If the thing had eyes, they would have been staring right at her. The suit wasn't sentient, but it was smart enough to know that it needed to reduce its heat to the same temperature as the metal and harden its surface so that it released no scent. The creature snuffled loudly, sampling the air to try and find her, its elusive prey. With the scent gone, the beast remained in the same position, Jesse stuck with staring at its grey vein-webbed skin until it finally caught another scent. With a loud and sharp huff of air from its nostrils, the thing began to stomp away, leaving crushed plants and scraped dirt in its wake. The last vestiges of the sunlight disappeared as strange calls and other noises began to emanate from the forest below. Snaps of the bones of various creatures falling victim to nocturnal predators below, squeals of pain from the poor bastard unlucky enough to be found, and various other giant, slithering, hunting-her factors made Jesse take a hard pass on trying to make it back to the cave that night. The suit reaffirmed that notion by transmitting a sense of urgency to find a safe place to her brain, and she couldn’t help but agree with it whole heartedly as something large and screeching flew by her hiding spot on four large, leathery wings. Jesse almost laughed at an errant thought. If this was the planet at night, when all of the sightless predators came out and started to feast on anything and everything that breathed, there was no wonder that all the daytime creatures were so intent on breeding with her or hiding in her body. Jesse flexed her arms and legs, the inky indigo colouring returning to the skin as the biosuit relaxed and started to work on replacing the discarded armor plating, and she leapt along the exposed floors, up to the nearest entrance back into the ship that wasn’t rusted or compressed shut. The Butt-slug deep in her guts gave a muffled gurgle as it sensed the danger having passed, and Jesse agreed with the sentiment, deciding she’d rather spend some time with the Butt-slug and any of its buddies than in the belly of the beast. With that settled in her mind, she found a door that hinged open with a slight screech. Jesse disappeared into the depths of the ship, looking for a bed in a safe spot that wasn’t entirely rotted away.

Chapter 2 - Afterglow

You wake up in your tent to a stifling warmth, legs sticking together in the heat. You go to lift off your blanket to feel the cool morning air, snapping awake as you remember you don't own a fur lined blanket. You realise this warmth is from your Hellhound partner, it's arm draped around you. It hasn't left since invading your tent and ambushing you last night. You reach down to feel his twin members stuck sloppily between your legs, coated in corrupting cum. You run a hand over your tummy, the seed filling your womb now at body temperature, having had the whole evening to radiate it's demonic heat into you. You turn to look at the beast, both heads still sleeping peacefully. It's not your first time being defeated by a Hellhound, and you recall how rare it is that they'd try to knot you in the Mountains. this one must feel really confident to actually fall asleep after rutting. With your weapon out of reach, and the damage of his seed done, you decide there's no point in upsetting the Hellhound. Placing your hand over its own, you close your eyes and wait patiently for your feral assailant to wake up when he's ready. You doubt he often has such an opportunity to rest so comfortably. An hour later, you wake to a warm puff of air over your ear. Your adrenaline spikes as the beast uses a clawed hand over your belly to press your back against his chest. Naked and unarmed against a beast twice your size, you have no way to defend yourself if this thing snaps. You slowly turn, both heads staring intensely into you. With one of its heads panting, you try not to make any sudden moves. You slowly reach up behind one of his ears to scratch it. The Hellhound's eyes cross a little, and you hear his tail slapping the ground as it wags, exactly as you hoped. Feeling a little safer, you slowly move away from him, rolling onto your back for some space. The Hellhound pursues, grabbing your wrists, positioning himself over you as he pins them either side of your head. Pressing his hips down to keep you on your back with your legs around him. You wince and grit your teeth as he grabs your head, expecting the worst, but instead both heads start licking your face, the huge tongues covering you in drool. You push them both away, a little more forcefully than you should have, but the Hellhound doesn't mind. Moving down your body you feel hot breath over your tummy as the Hellhound sniffs at it, before looking back up at you with a wagging tail. You wonder if it's intelligent enough to be thinking about passing on its bloodline. Before you can do more than give him an annoyed look for trying to make you expand his family tree, your eyes widen as you feel flames lick across your belly! Gritting your teeth you see the Hellhound gently blowing on your tummy, black fire dancing over it. The second head does the same. The flame only stings a little, now that you're ready for it. You grab a fistful of your bed roll as the heads alternate, each blowing gentle streams of corrupt hellfire over you, feel your lust gradually rising. You felt brave enough to stop them licking your face, but you make no attempt to stop them this time, worrying what they might do if you interrupt their little ritual. You arch your back, presenting your bare tummy to them as an act of submission, keeping them at ease. The heat from their flames pass through you, and into the seed still soaking your womb, reinvigorating it. Your whole body is soaked with sweat, trying to fight back against the Hellhounds efforts to make your womb a more hospitable home for its pup. Gritting your teeth you near the limit of what you can handle. The heat, both physical and hormonal, becoming an unbearable combination. The Hellhound pairs one last lick of flame, with a long lap of it's tongue across your belly. The moisture feels like heaven, watching steam rise off the saliva it as it cools you down. With one last look and a tail wag, the Hellhound steps up, and exits your tent, leaving you sweating and unbearably horny. Too hot to move you lay back spread eagle, thinking about cool refreshing springs or showering under a waterfall. You do your best to keep your mind off his red hot seed roaming within you. Like a wolf pack hunting its prey, but with the goal of creating life, rather than ending it.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

“I just cannot understand how any woman puts up with this sort of behavior Sylvain.” Garreg Mach was abuzz today, it’s stone pathways full of students leaving their classes and studies behind to enjoy what free time they had before any additional duties for the day. Each of the Houses had their own patterns, and one of the Blue Lion’s most reliable phenomena was the bickering between Sylvain and Ingrid. The redheaded playboy had done something to irritate Ingrid today; One of his jilted lovers had glowered at him from the courtyard during studies and though most would dismiss this as just Sylvain’s situation to deal with, she did not. To her this was just another symptom of Sylvain’s misplaced priorities. When it came to the battlefield he was not unskilled, she admitted, but he did not practice or attend strategy lectures as much as she would have liked and spent that time instead chasing running after anything female. It was infuriating, especially because she was his only female friend of any note and it meant she was often left to console the women he left brokenhearted after moving on to the next fancy… On any other day she’d have expected Sylvain to to dismiss her concerns as they walked side by side away from their classroom but today he was a bit more quiet than usual, staring off into the distance. It was unnerving her and she turned to look at him as they rounded a corner. “Are you even listening to me, Sylvain? I am used to talking to you as if you are a wall, but at least you attempt to humor me on normal days.” she quipped, making Sylvain turn to her and half-smile as he reached up to rub the back of his neck. “You’re taking this far more seriously than normal Ingrid. Normally you just give me that resigned sigh and complain about picking up after me…” he asked, raising an eyebrow and Ingrid made a sound as she turned her head away from him to look over the grass. Sylvain had been doing rather better with his improprieties lately and she’d gotten used to being able to go days without having to think about the women he toyed with. That was the truth, but perhaps she had also begun to see a bit of hope in the man. She’d even begun inviting him along to train, perhaps enjoying his company if nothing else… Now it just seemed as if he was back to his behavior and she felt oddly stupid for even beginning to think he had grown up. “I’m quite fine Sylvain. I just got used to not having to watch you avert your gaze and pretend you didn’t notice tearstained women hating you from afar.” she said, ignoring how her voice sounded even to her a bit bitter. Sylvain must have noticed it, because he was now turning to talk to her directly as they walked. “I would never…” he started, but he caught himself before he lied. “...I honestly don’t know why she showed up here. I told her it was over weeks ago, I was honest with her and everything.” came his response and Ingrid raised her eyebrow. Weeks ago? Come to think of it, she hadn’t really seen him with any women since then. That had been right around the time he had come to train with her during the night and they had actually held a conversation without it being interrupted by another woman in recent memories. She felt a heat creeping up the back of her neck but she ignored it, immediately dashing any notion of those thoughts. She did not see Sylvain that way; He was, at absolute best, like her brother. A particularly hard to manage brother who seemed to want to flirt with every woman but herself… “Well. That’s...good then. I suppose. It means you’ll have more energy to devote yourself to worthy pursuits. Like actually landing blows during our training tonight.” she said, trying to keep a small smile out of her voice at the thought of spending the night dueling with Sylvain again. That was when the man turned to her, clearing his throat with an odd expression on his face. Usually he wore that look when he was about to admit something uncomfortable to her; Last time it had been that he’d spilt ink all over her new saddle and ruined the leather, which had been more annoying than anything else. “Actually, I’d like to talk to you about perhaps changing our plans tonight…” Ingrid was about ready to turn to him and ask him what he was talking about, but they had walked into the dining hall at this time and in that instant she caught sight of a rather...vexing person. Professor Byleth. The blue-haired man was standing in front of a table, speaking to a pair of students that she recognized as Dorothea and Bernadette, when he seemed to notice her and he made a small nod of greeting in her direction. Then, just like every time she’d seen the Professor lately, her chest tightened and a spark seemed to jump from somewhere between her legs to her throat. Her breath caught and she looked away awkwardly as a stumble interrupted her gait. Even just seeing the man made her body react and she couldn’t quite understand why. He was the only Professor close to her age, that much was true, and he was a handsome man who could put many of her peers to shame and she understood that intellectually but she rarely paid much attention to men’s appearances… She could admit she liked his eyes. The focus and the calm he wore nearly constantly reflected well in them, but she found lots of things pleasing to look at. They didn’t make her body pulse and her breath hitch, she didn’t flush when she saw artwork or a sunset. Cautiously she turned to look back at Byleth once more and he had turned back to his students but even just this casual glance made her shiver a little as he was suddenly aware of her breasts inside her uniform top, the nipples seeming to scrape inside her bra just right to cause a deeper flush on her face. At first nothing of this sort had happened when she’d met Byleth, but as the weeks passed she had grown more comfortable around the Professor and the more comfortable she became, the more it seemed that the sight of him enflamed her somehow. She had never really felt anything like this before in her life, but that was not surprising to her...She had dedicated herself to being a respected knight, and it had left her little room for experiences like this. She was dimly aware of Sylvain speaking to her side, but Ingrid was more focused on how she could feel her thighs rubbing against her as she walked and how hot she had suddenly become in the hall. “...Ingrid? Did you hear me?” Sylvain was stopped next to her and reaching out to gently tap her shoulder, both his voice and the act causing her eyes to snap open and she cleared her throat indignantly. “I...No, but I assume you want to skip our training to make amends with your victim from this morning, or some other indiscretion and I’ll not have it. You made me a promise, and if I do not see you in the training field tonight I promise you I will find you and drag you there personally.” Ingrid knew she was being a bit shorter than she would normally with her somewhat misguided friend, but right now she couldn’t focus on Sylvain with how her core throbbed. She didn’t understand much of romance, but she knew that such pleasures coursing through her at the mere sight of her Professor was not proper and she needed to be away from the man until she could control herself… Without any fanfare or explanation, Ingrid rushed past Sylvain to the opposite side of the dining hall and out of it’s door, leaving the now confused knight to raise his hand after her and mutter “I...was going to see if you wanted to...Ah, damn.” as he snapped his fingers, both hands coming to his hips. Ingrid never saw him glance to Byleth and then tighten his lips slightly, or the odd color that came to his cheeks as he too turned and walked from the building, nor did she see the way he fidgeted his hands before stuffing them into his pants.  Byleth never looked up from the table, but he smiled softly all the same. His plan had been to simply grind Ingrid down over time, to use Sothis' powers and bring her into the fold he'd created over time...But Sylvain had started making his own moves and while Byleth had no issue with his student, he couldn't just stop now. So he’d altered his plans somewhat...Perhaps this had begun to change him, or perhaps the pleasure of what he had been doing was too addicting. Being the Goddess' sole companion meant Sothis was often bored inside his mind and he was beginning to suspect these acts kept her entertained and active...He could see no other reason she would so willingly let him abuse her power like this. During battle it made sense to keep him safe so she lived, but here? The only reason he could see for this was if she enjoyed it.  He half expected her to break into his thoughts...but no. She was quite silent.  Byleth now looked to his two guests and politely excused himself, both women smiling and bidding him farewell. He had to strike while the iron was hot after all..and with his abilities catching up with Ingrid would be simple. It didn’t take him very long to find Ingrid, she was a predictable woman who would not hesitate to retreat to her room with her frustrations and discomfort. He didn’t even need to stop time to catch her, merely take a side route and he came around the corner just as he heard her hastened footprints. Ingrid had been lost in her own thoughts far too much for her to notice Byleth coming around the corner or stop herself from bumping into him. It happened so fast; He was walking right into her and she bounced off his chest from the impact, immediately flushing at the sight of him but she was reeling back and about to lose her balance when his hand came out and grasped hers. He was strong, and she stopped moving immediately, held up entirely by his strength. That wasn’t so bad. The fact that her entire body seemed to react to his touch in an explosion of sensations and nerve-searing excitement was not something she’d been expecting. Seeing him was good, but this touch made her feet curl inside her boots and she thanked Seiros their uniform clothing was dark enough to mask stains or she might have had an awkward explanation of her nether regions. Her breath caught in her chest and she gasped as she caught her feet, staring at Byleth with wide eyes. “Lady Ingrid. Please forgive me, I should have paid attention to where I was going.” Byleth offered and he met her wide eyed gaze with his own narrow and quite focused on. She couldn’t put to words how seeing his face, chiseled from stone as it was, made her feel even more intensely and she shook her head before stepping back and tugging her hand free from his grip. She couldn’t find her words for a moment, and Byleth stepped in closer out of concern. She registered him asking if she was well, or if she needed a visit to the nurse’s office and in return she only offered a distant murmur of response that had no audible words. Byleth raised an eyebrow and Ingrid watched his mouth move as he tried to find words...And then he reaches out to touch her forehead. She collapsed to her knees. It felt like something had just sprouted inside her and begun squirming throughout her body, her inner walls convulsing from the unexpected sensation even. Her breath returned in a harsh whine and she collapsed forward onto her hands and knees, her chest heaving as she clutched at the stone. “I-I’m...FINE...professor…” she muttered, her breath hitching as something like an aftershock suffused her body and she moved to stand only to find her knees weakening even more. She couldn’t even stand being in his presence, it felt like something was caressing her every moment she was within arm’s length of the man… Which meant that when he reached down and placed his hand on her side she rose up in an arch with a soft nose and stared wildly into his eyes as she pushed at his arm. “Professor, p-please, I am fine...and not a c-child.” she muttered and moved to pull herself up. Ignoring the shaking and fluttering in her stomach, ignoring the tremble in her breath. It was like something was still inside her, working it’s way through her body. Tremors of pleasure and need were all she could feel even as she tried to straighten her clothing. All of this made it even harder to look at her Professor earnestly, because every movement of his face and his eyes seemed to draw her deeper into the web she’d been caught in. His lip twitched and her pussy spasmed, his hand flexed and she ached deep inside. Her lips and fingertips began to tingle as she took a step back and once more she could feel the aches inside her fire off, sensations crossing her nerves and through her body. “I...I am sorry, but I must go, Professor!” And like that she was off, and Byleth turned to watch her go. That had been intense, even from where he stood, watching her build herself up and then collapse over herself. Worse yet it had made him all the more aware of how intensely he was feeling these encounters. He was aching for release and  he had a suspicion he knew where to get it next… Ingrid needed a little more time, but he knew someone else who was one push from breaking down. It was dark when Ingrid finally left her room carrying her training lance at her side and even the act of stepping out of her doorway made her fingers twitch. She suspected Professor Byleth was either asleep or tending to his own affairs, but that made it no less easy for her to deal with the possibility of seeing him after the day she’d had. Hours in her room quietly warring with herself over how deeply her interest in the professor and how much she was truly losing herself to these sensations, or even if they were truly from Byleth. She had tried to convince herself it was medical, or stress, or simply her body rebelling against her own stringent training regiments but the more she argued the clearer it was that Professor Byleth was the root cause, and she needed to deal with what was happening sooner rather than later. He was her Professor and if she couldn’t overcome this then how would she manage to handle being on the battlefield with him?  For tonight however, for just a little bit, she needed to be normal. Sylvain would likely be waiting for her, and she had to keep her promise. Especially after she’d berated the man for attempting to put off their spar for his own selfish reasons, which would make her doubly mad if he still decided to skip this she realized. As she made her way to the training ground Ingrid realized it was a bit later than she’d intended. It was dark all around and she momentarily felt her skin crawl as if someone was watching her, a shadow seemed to move on a wall near her and she hefted her lance. It’s weight felt good in her hands, even if the atmosphere was forbidding. It was closer to the training arena that something began to play across her senses more acutely. It was the sound of impacts and grunting, of something striking something else and the reactions to it. At first her imagination made the sounds more like slaps of flesh on flesh, her mind evoking Sylvain being slapped for some of his cruder comments as a means to compare the sound to something though the fact she clearly heard Sylvain groan in an unusual way added to the similarities… She held her breath as she stepped through the slightly ajar doors of the training area, her eyes focusing on the darkness around it. The pillars cast deep shadows that played on her previous suspicions and it was then that she noticed a pair of figures in the shadows. In the instant she was able to look at the figures, a wooden axe came clattering out of the darkness and Sylvain stumbled forward, then twisted and fell on his ass with a half-pained groan. Ingrid had never seen him look quite so disheveled, his clothes loose and his head covered in sweat, his face a crimson red that only deepened as she met his eyes and she swore for a moment she read a deep heat in them, before shame quickly crushed it and he turned away. Striding out beside him and offering her friend a hand was none other than Byleth, who was looking to her with his bare expression. Sylvain took Byleth’s hand and was pulling to his feet when something seemed to wrack her friend and he doubled over, grunting a bit, while the Professor looked down at him in concern. Ingrid was having trouble knowing where to cast her eyes...Syvlain’s state seemed somehow taboo, as if she was not supposed to see him in this way, but Byleth was as he ever looked without a single hair out of place… “S-sorry Ingrid…” Sylvain muttered, pulling himself up with Byleth’s hand and standing in a slightly hunched over way, his hands on his thighs. His face matched his hair, really, and she could see the flush spreading to his neck as he spoke. A little trace of one of his smiles was edging onto his lips, but he couldn’t seem to complete it. “I thought I m-might get a one up on the Professor, and, well…” he explained, and Ingrid suddenly felt a weight come off her chest. They’d been sparring. Of course. That explained everything. “Please forgive my assumptions. You seemed ill this afternoon and I met Sylvain on my way to retire for the evening. He explained his intent to spar, and I told him of how you seemed. I also volunteered to take your place.” he explained, shifting his hands. Ingrid dully noted she wasn’t sure he had a training weapon on him, but she saw a training sword propped up on a column to the side that must have belonged to him… More importantly, she was realizing she couldn’t feel the effects of seeing him yet. Even though he was a good dozen feet away she didn’t feel her body reacting or her senses alighting and she should have been excited about that, but in a strange way she now felt...empty? As if she had become accustomed to those tingling shocks and wicked pleasures that came with his face… She almost didn’t realize she was walking towards them until she was standing next to Byleth and Sylvain, looking at her red-faced friend and trying her best to put on an air of concern. “Sylvain, really. Making a mess of yourself against the Professor instead of waiting for me...But I haven’t been feeling the best, lately, so perhaps we aught both retire for the evening…” she explained, though she felt disappointment at her words even as she spoke them. Was this strange circumstance really just some malady she had overcome? Was she never going to feel that way again? Then Byleth reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, and any doubts she’d had went sideways into a sudden torrent of sensations. It felt like something was scraping across her waist and her stomach, like soft touches were engulfing her neck and thighs, like something had just sent a lightning bolt through her clit into her core. She leaned forward heavily and her lance slammed into the ground to brace herself, her breath fleeing her in the form of a strangled yelp that sent Sylvain and Byleth both forth to catch her and heft her up slightly. “Are you alright Ingrid?!” Sylvain’s face had softened to a concerned gaze and Byleth looked...somehow softer, more empathetic, even though his lips now jaw had moved an inch. Yet the longer she touched Byleth, the more the sensations from before began to kick up once again and she swore she felt that blossoming weight in her core once more, squirming and writhing pleasure building in such a way she knew she couldn’t be imagining this anymore. “I’m...I think I had best...retire for the night. You too...Sylvain. I think you need a rest as well, after sparring with the Professor.” she finally responded, trying hard to maintain some level of dignity. These outbursts needed to stop...And thank the Saint, Byleth removed his hands from her while Sylvain nodded and pulled her up onto her feet, watching her carefully. Now she was flushed and disheveled, now her hands clenched the lance in her hands for dear life as she felt weakness in her knees. Byleth simply nodded at the pair and motioned them to leave the training grounds while he reached down as if he meant to pick up the discarded training implements scattered after his and Sylvain’s duel. Ingrid seemed to realized halfway through moving away that she was leaning on Sylvain heavily and almost abruptly pulled herself to her feet, using her lance to steady herself before she gave the man a glance. Yet for once he didn’t seem to be looking anything but concerned, there was no trace of the fresh look he gave women when he was in such a position and though she knew he wasn’t being inappropriate, she still couldn’t find it in herself to lean on him. Not with the things on her mind right now. “I...Sylvain, I think I need to be alone right now, alright? I’ll make it back to my room. Thank you for your concern.” she said, answering the unspoken question in his eyes and he seemed momentarily taken aback, then nodded in a slow and almost confused fashion. She didn’t blame him...she was swinging so fast between her own highs and lows that she wasn’t even sure what was happening anymore. When she began moving, Sylvain didn’t follow this time, which was a good thing. Because he would have noticed as soon as she rounded a corner that she wasn’t walking towards her room. She was heading to the series of rooms further down, near Byleth’s own. She wasn’t sure what she wanted, or what she was going to do when she got there, all she knew was that this infuriating situation had to end by whatever means necessary. She couldn’t live the remainder of her days collapsing at Byleth’s merest touch. To her immense surprise, when she came out from the side path into the courtyard, Sylvain was already ahead of her. He was standing in front of the Professor’s open door, speaking to him quietly. She’d never seen him stand so uncomfortably, or look so red in the face having a simple conversation...But then he moved inside, and Byleth shut the door behind him and Ingrid’s curiosity turned into that dark weight once more. She had no reason to feel so suspicious, but...something just felt off. Something was out of the ordinary about their interactions, no matter how she tried to comprehend them. Leaving her training lance leaning on a wall Ingrid stepped forward towards the room, almost not realizing how light her steps were. She held her breath as she got close but there was no sound coming from the doorway which made sense. These old rooms had thick walls and heavy doors, of course sound would be difficult to make out. At least until she got to the door itself, and she leaned into the door with her ear against the wood. Silence continued for several seconds, before she made it out. Sylvain’s voice, high in pitch, resounding in a groan. Then a whimper, and words she couldn’t make out. The weight in her stomach dropped out and something replaced it, a forceful need to understand and see for herself. She grabbed the door handle and pulled it open, stepping inside the gap it created. What greeted her was a sight that made her senses catch alight again. Sylvain’s shirt was discarded on the floor in front of her and his pants were lost a few feet away from that along with his boots and underclothes. Her childhood friend was grabbing Byleth’s bed with both hands and leaning over the foot board, head buried in the blankets. He looked everything she had expected him to look, his skin lightly tan and rough, small scars here and there, but he was toned and fit in a way she found she enjoyed. His thighs were slightly thicker than she’d expected, and she could see a veiny cock swinging between his legs, a pair of balls behind them. She had no real frame of reference for sizes, but she wasn’t unimpressed… The Professor stole her attention however. He was standing behind Sylvain in mid-thrust, his dark eyes now on her in a way that made her core ache. Like he’d been expecting her, like the heat across his face was for her as well...If Sylvain was impressive, Byleth looked handmade to send shivers down her spine. He was without a shirt or his gauntlets and his body was incredible under it all. Every muscle has definition and depth, valleys formed out of the individual groups and dips in his skin from them. Scars dotted his body in sizes that ranged from grazes to what had to have been life-threatening injuries. His stomach alone looked as if she could sharpen blades upon it, and she could see networks of wry muscles in his back and sides moving in unison. From what she could see of his cock it was hefty and thick, but she couldn’t tell much. For one thing he had unbuttoned his pants to display it, and for another it was currently buried in Sylvain’s backside which was making her friend moan in a way she had never heard a man moan. He couldn’t see her, his face was buried in the blankets he was also twisting in his grip and Ingrid couldn’t even breathe as the scene washed over her. Without even acknowledging her, aside from that intensely heated glance, Byleth turned back to Sylvain and rolled his hips forward into a harsh thrust that had the man underneath gasping out. His back arched as the Professor placed his hand against it, nails digging in and Sylvain’s movements now made the nails scrape and scratch with the rhythm Byleth was establishing. He roughly drove his rod into the red-head’s ass and then slowly pulled it back in such a way that his partner’s voice rose in a trembling grunt that stretched over the entire motion before it was driven back inside. Sylvain’s entire body trembled until he was fully hilted again and he almost deflated into the bedding. Ingrid couldn’t believe this was her charming, skirt chasing friend making such noises… And she could hardly believe how soaked she was. Ever since she’d realized what was going on, ever since she’d seen Byleth’s face, her pussy was positively flooding. Emotions tore inside her, shock and surprise warring with lust and even jealousy and envy at Sylvain’s position, concern and confusion fading in and out as she tried to understand what was happening to them both… Then Sylvain spoke, and Ingrid flushed at how desperate his words sounded. “Please, Professor. Fuck me! Ever since Ingrid interrupted us I’ve...Please.” he gasped. “You were right! I wanted it, so just…Do it!” and Byleth, for his part, let out a rough sound as he leaned further over Sylvain. He’d intended to simply bring Ingrid into this position, to make her succumb to him, but Sylvain had interrupted unknowingly and given Ingrid an outside focus, which he had no concerns about, but it had been interesting to him how Sylvain seemed to also linger on his gaze from time to time when he had been drawing Ingrid into his web...So he had begun to perform the same techniques on the flirtatious knight. Byleth had no real preferences for gender, his time with Ashe had proven this, but he more enjoyed the power and control he held over his students. Ingrid had struggled and held out. Sylvain had slowly crumbled under the assaults. When Ingrid had come into the training grounds, Byleth had just gotten his hands on Sylvain for what would be their interrupted first time and she’d narrowly missed them fucking against one of the training pillars, Sylvain’s pants bunched at his thighs to give Byleth access to his ass. Sylvain in turn had no idea how close Ingrid was to being part of this, even now, and Byleth had worked hard to orchestrate this outcome. To make Sylvain desperate enough to come tonight. To push Ingrid just far enough she came as well. Sylvain threw his head back in that moment and his eyes were glazed with lust, but the moment they saw Ingrid even from their peripheral vision, Sylvain’s face darkened and he spun to stare at her. “I-ingri-IIID!” he started, but Byleth’s hard thrust into him left his words screeching out and he buckled into the bed, his face turning into the blanket again and he heaved out a sound that mingled despair and pleasure perfectly. “Pr-professor, please, what is she...I don't want her to…” he kept trying to gasp out, but Byleth kept him quite silent. By plunging in an erratic, harsh rhythm into his tight ass. Ingrid had seen enough. Sylvain’s shaking voice, Byleth’s heat and stone, all of it was driving her wild. She had to admit how good it looked, how desperate Sylvain looked. Had he been suffering like she had? It sure sounded as such to her, and she couldn’t contain a soft little smile as she closed the door behind herself. Her steps to Byleth and Sylvain were uncertain and halting even as Byleth continued on her friend… And then Byleth reached down, hooking his arms under Sylvain’s thighs, before he pulled the man up off the bed in an impressive display of strength. Despite being similar in height and size the Professor held Byleth up in front of him, the knight’s back to his chest, without any effort at all and Sylvain could no longer hide his face. His entire front was exposed, including his throbbing cock, and Ingrid could see where Byleth was driving into his tight passage from behind. “Come here.” Byleth’s voice was full of heat and harsh, even as Sylvain seemed to grow even more aroused at Ingrid’s view of him, yet he threw his head back and covered his face with his hands. Incoherent muttering came from him and Ingrid stepped forward until she was right in front of him, her hands moving uncertainty. “Use your hands on his shaft.” Ingrid had never touched a man before, and never did she imagine her first time doing so would be Sylvain. Yet the Professor’s words were like ironclad commands in her mind and she grasped his cock in both hands, fingers encircling it and she began to slowly slide them up and then down until she had her grip around the base of his shaft. The effect was immediate, and Sylvain nearly choked on his own muttering as Byleth chose that moment to pull him down onto the hard mass inside him. Cock twitching and chest heaving, Sylvain’s head lolled forward and he stared down at Ingrid, who likewise was looking up at him in enraptured lust. That look on her face, combined with his own pleasure, sent Sylvain crashing over the edge in a furious and sputtering climax. His cock swelled and cum began to leak from it, then burst upwards into the air where it splashed across Ingrid’s face in thin ropes, each jerking and shuddering climax sending a fresh wave of it over her skin and uniform. She hardly cared that it was soiling her either...This madness had swallowed her senses whole. All she could feel was the heat on her skin, all she could smell was the sex heavy in the air. Especially as Byleth refused to stop pounding into Sylvain in front of her and her friend was now making a startlingly erotic whimpering noise with each bouncing thrust, his cock swinging up and down as a pendulum while his ass was further and further violated. Whatever self control he’d held was wearing incredibly thin and his eyes were glazed over as he pushed himself into Ingrid’s grasp more, his hands coming down to grasp at her head and he pulled her towards his cock. Without even thinking about it, Ingrid parted her lips and swallowed his cock halfway into her mouth. The idea of the cum still staining it never even occurred to her even as it laid bitter on her tongue, her eyes were too locked on Sylvain’s face as he was completely at Byleth’s mercy. Her own core swelled and twisted into itself at the expression on his face, the almost drunk look as Sylvain’s cheeks flushed scarlet and his lips twisting into hard shapes she didn’t recognize. She felt his shaft harden against her tongue and her lips, and her grip changed to pull more of him into her mouth. She couldn’t get enough of the taste, she couldn’t explain why this made any sense to her. Sylvain’s pleasure seemed to be Byleth’s goal, so shouldn’t she help? He was her friend after all...Sylvain and her were good friends… Without warning Sylvain let out another shuddering, strained sound and her mouth began to fill with cum. It was hot and heavy on her tongue, but there wasn’t even enough left to give her a mouthful and without thinking about it she swallowed it down. The way it clung to her throat was outside of her ability to process, or describe, and she shivered wickedly at the thought that this would be something she would taste from now on… Sylvain slumped forward and Byleth turned to pull him from his cock, spilling the knight onto his bed. It was only now that Ingrid noticed the oozing rivers of white leaking off the Professor’s impressive shaft and dripping off his balls, as well as how thoroughly stretched Sylvain’s ass was...And the streams of white dribbling from it even with his ass in the air.  Ingrid didn’t need Byleth to tell her what to do. She had gone beyond that. Curiosity had given way to a need to experience it herself and she pushed forward to wrap her lips around that cock. There was a rich taste of something almost bitter and almost unpleasant under it all, but the heady taste of salt and sweat that came onto her tongue drove it away. Greedily she began to push herself down him and her tongue flicked out, trying to swallow more and more of it. She had heard sordid, private tales of maidens who did this for lovers, even as she tried to ignore such things, but now she was glad she had… Even as she sucked and gasped around Byleth, her fingers were working on her clothes. Opening folds and unhooking binds, her breasts spilling out into the open air. She’d never been particularly worried about them or their size and even now she knew she did not care, but Byleth’s eyes glimmered approvingly at her when she did so and she thrilled at it. it drove her even harder to undo herself, to the point her fingers curled around the hem of her pants and panties in one motion and forced them down. Off. Forgotten to the side as she continued to push further and further down on the hot, cum-soaked rod in her mouth… And then she choked, gagging on the head of the cock, and she pulled herself back with a frustrated sound before Byleth’s hand came down on her head and pulled her up. This time there was no trickery or manipulation in how her body reacting, how her skin reddened and swelled at such touches. He was incredible, and after so long of just feeling these things indirectly her body craved it even if she did not understand why, or know how. When Byleth pushed her onto the bed she fell on her back next to Sylvain, whose head was resting near hers. His eyes were still glazed, his lips parted in a near continuous panting...He was still recovering from his own extraordinary fucking, and as Ingrid looked away from him she saw Byleth come between her legs. His cock pushed into her, the head spreading her open and she sucked in a whimper as the pain crested the pleasure for the first time. She could feel where his heat overwhelmed her own, like an outline of him inside her, and then he thrust forward. It as electric and scorching all at once. It sent shivers and tremors from her pussy up her spine and through her limbs, working out to her fingertips and toes, even her hair felt like it was full of static, but the sheer size of him also made her ache inside. Made her walls tremble as they were stretched, made her clasp and cling to him through his motions. It was only because of how soaked she had been that he could move at all… Their Professor didn’t stop working into her, even as his hands came down on her thighs. He didn’t stop even as Sylvain seemed to come to his senses, pulling himself over Ingrid and their lips met for the first time in a kiss. A soft, searching kiss that had Sylvain’s tongue pressing into her...And their tongues met as she realized he was searching for Byleth’s taste on her. Her voice broke into a moan at that thought, that he was looking for the cum staining her teeth and lips. She felt his hand grasp hers as he pushed himself up her body, crawling to where Byleth’s cock was driving into her. A fresh torrent of lust and sensation had her pussy even slicker than before and now the Professor was fucking her in earnest, his pace rocking her into the bed. The head of his cock drove down into her passage and then hit her deep, like a wall inside her that sent mixtures of pleasure and uncertainty through her. Then Sylvain’s tongue came down, attacking both her clit and Byleth’s cock at the same time. They were both lost to this. Their hands squeezed each other as Ingrid’s legs rose up to wrap around Byleth’s hips, pulling him down. There was no hope of returning to normal now, even if either of them actually wanted to. Their feelings for each other were not forgotten, not truly, but this was not about them any longer. It was about Byleth. Byleth’s pleasure and desires for them. And as Ingrid felt Sylvain’s cock push against her mouth, her lips opening with a light gasp, she wondered where the night would take them. What their Professor had in store to teach them tonight.

Chapter 0 - Curious invitations, intriguing meetings.

“Damnit, you piece of shit!”, Yennefer cursed as she was trying to patch up her teared off black dress. The long rip her skirt suffered was surprisingly uniform in its cut, starting from her ankle, rising to her calves and knees, all the way up the upper part of her thighs. It was pretty revealing, she had to admit, the slit long and wide, effectively showcasing her long shapely legs each time she took a step in any direction. The opening of her “new” thigh-high slit dress she thought.   She was in the Oxenfurt market, browsing the local vendor’s stands, for perfumes, cosmetics and the like, needing to refresh her toiletries for her upcoming seminar in the Oxenfurt Academy, when the unfortunate tear happened. A drunkard, who had been thrown out from the Alchemy Inn, had stumbled upon her, making advances to her. The market was surprisingly sparse in crowd early in the morning in this part of town, so the drunk had an easy path towards her radiant figure. She hadn’t noticed him, too occupied in the goods in front of her, testing and tasting. A voice was heard next to her, a question that was loud and clear. “How much?” He was no older than thirty, yet the man’s breath reeked of alcohol and his clothes stink of sweat and piss, as he was standing right next to her. She turned around and looked with disdain. “What did you just say?”, she scolded him. The peasant drunk stood there next to her silent and dizzy, putting an effort trying to stay upright and on his feet. He ogled at the powerful sorceress, checking her out, with a lethargic look in his eyes. "Well? Are you gonna say something or are you here to just gawk at me? What, never seen a sorceress before? Do you want me to enchant something for you or give you a cure for that awful smell that you have? I do not have time for peasants and I'm definitely not in the mood for dealing with one!”, she said, her anger making her face glow in color red. Despite the yelling and frustration growing, she still looked elegant and beautiful in her all black and white outfit which showed her curves while her lilac and gooseberry smell overpowered the peasant’s filthy smell.   “You heard me alright, miss, don’t play coy with me now. I saw you at the Rosebud, turnin’ tricks the other night.”, the drunken man finally replied to her. Yennefer was furious, her cheeks somehow turned even glowing redder, a fine contrast to her usually pale made up face. Ready to put him in his place the best way she knew how, magically crushing him down, till his sorry ass wouldn’t dare even to look at her again. But she showed restraint, didn’t want to make a scene, so she gave a stern look at the vendor, signalling him to take action, keeping order in his stand. Yet the vendor gawked at her, curiosity in his eyes, and probed at her as if he too, was willing to find out if she was indeed turning tricks. Frustrated, she yelled, “I’m not a whore, you sorry piece of shit. How dare you speak to me like that! Begone, before I turn you into a dog and throw you in some gutter.”   The man was surprisingly aroused by her imperious response and grew bolder, his hand moved up to Yennefer’s hip.   “Oh don’t go playing hard to get, love. That pretty mouth of yours should be used for far better purposes, like last night. You weren’t as bitchy, as I recall.” That was it for Yennefer, she wouldn’t just let this drunk man grope and insult her like that. She shoved him back with force, but he managed to hold her by the edge of her skirt, even in his drunk state, pulling back with equal force, ripping the fabric, creating the slit. Yennefer conjured up a spell, knocking him down and throwing him right back at the inn he came from. In a rage, she went away, throwing an icy look at the vendor and left the market while the people who had gathered around from the ruckus looked at her taking the road back to her rented suite at Three Little Bells.       This whole situation, aside from pissing her off, it also had set her back considerably in her time table. She was in a hurry now, considering if it even mattered patching up her ripped dress, as she expected her escort for the evening function. She was to give a lecture at the Medical School of Oxenfurt Academy on the ‘Nature of infertility and ovarian stagnation’. Yennefer’s desire to cure her infertility was well known to most royals, aristocrats as well as the Magic Guild in general. She had spent decades searching for a way to carry a child and had become quite a famous expert on the topic. Indeed, almost any library from Kovir to the Blue Mountains was graced by her attendance at least once, as the willful sorceress conducted her chronic research. To no avail though, as her rigorous search kept hitting one wall after the other. She even seeked to kill a dragon once, so desperate in her efforts was she that she believed a dragon’s magic would somehow be enough to revitalize her womb. ‘Yennefer of Vengerberg the failed breeding witch’ was the not-so-secret sobriquet among certain circles of the Northern Realms’ high society. It was no surprise then that she was invited by Chancellor Mauric to give a lecture and an overview of her recent findings. She was to attend the ball that would follow later too, where King Demavend III would be awarded for his generous endowment to set up this new scholarship programme. All of Novigrad and Oxenfurt high society would be there.   Yennefer was not keen on the idea of having to attend another pretentious social gathering, participating in the fake pleasantries and prideful gossip talk of the stuck up Oxenfurt aristocrats. The silent rivalries among the ball attendees like who had brought a more esteemed guest? Who had made the greater academic discovery? Or perhaps it was as petty as who wore the most expensive jewelry and opulent dress. Generally she revelled in all of these activities, the vanity and arrogant attitude of a court sorceress was a game she knew how to play all too well. Yet this specific function was one she looked at as a great chore.    Yennefer was going through yet another disappointing break-up with her on and off lover, the witcher Geralt of Rivia, after another of their petty arguments. Was it another one of Geralt’s nihilistic resentments about not being capable of loving her? Or she subconsciously sent him away for not wanting to settle with her and stop sleeping around with whores on the Path? At this point she honestly couldn't tell. Their fiery relationship and recurrent breakups had left her drained, both sexually and emotionally. She hadn’t seen him for over a year now, their parting too hurtful for her to bother. Since then she had been trying to repel any thought related to him, her heart grown full of ice. This past year, was nothing but strenuous magic research and lonely drunken nights in whichever town inn she happened to find herself in. Her lifestyle truly devolved in this time as the once proud and imposing sorceress frequented all sorts of nocturnal establishments, from fine alehouses and fancy restaurants to lowly taverns and seedy inns. The venue didn’t matter for her, only a bottle of a very expensive wine or some hot vodka to drink herself stupid and pass the time.   Those nights many happy-go-lucky patrons made their advances to the raven haired sorceress, some of them almost really getting lucky with her usual drunken state. As the night drew on and she sat alone, a few men even sought her out to go to a room, thinking she was a whore working there. Almost. Because, despite her sorry state she always kept finding her senses and rejecting them just before they got too handsy with her. A furrow of her eyebrows, a glare of her violet eyes at them was more than enough to send them scurrying.   There was a specific instance though, a foggy encounter one which she half-remembers. She was approached by a rather handsome young man, well mannered too. He chatted her up, surprisingly smoothly, ignoring her grumpy and imperious facade. She remembered thinking not a lot of men manage to penetrate her defences, especially the ones who frequent crummy inns and bars. Not a few laughs and drinks later, she found herself being groped all over her body, in her table-bench, by this man who seemed to do all the right things with her. That night was a blur. She was led to an upstairs room, being felt up obscenely along the way. Fleeting images and vague sensations was all she preserved, manly aroma filling her nostrils, a calloused hand fondling her hips, a long invasive tongue exploring her mouth, a hard bulge pressing against her belly, a wet stream of arousal soaking her loins. Just after they entered the scruffy inn room two strong hands firmly placed on her shoulders pressuring her downward. Completely lost in her drunkenness she remembered falling to her knees from this man’s magical touch, just before she realised in what situation she was in and ended it. She was adamant. No sex, until she was sure she cleared her feelings of Geralt.    Still, the problem of this chore of a gala had arisen along with finding a ball partner. She knew how bad it would look if she had no-one to share her ballroom dance with. Appearances were everything in her world. So she figured she would find and hire an escort. Maybe a notice would do the trick. She would need to interview the potential suitors of course, but all in all, it was a good enough plan as far as she was concerned.   Need a beau to accompany me to the Oxenfurt Academy ball dance.  Discretion mandatory.  Prominent woman looking for a young man, not too young but not too old to offer his escort services for an evening. Candidates need to be intelligent, handsome, eloquent and presentable for a high society function. To be clear, you need to own a doublet, have a neat beard or clean shaven and smell pleasantly. In addition, candidates are expected to be able to hold a conversation and dance adequately for such an event. This is a delicate matter so each interested will be put under interview first. Visit my room at Three Little Bells before this Saturday and make a good impression. PS: Of course there is to be ample compensation, if accompanying a fine lady for a ball isn’t enough already.   The search was - as Yennefer expected, a frustrating endeavour to say the least. Many men thinking of this as a way to have a night’s delight and eager for an easy fuck showed up her doorstep, only for her to bounce them out hapless. They put zero effort and what’s more, those who managed to pass the first stage of not having their butts kicked out the door, felt entitled to bed her for the night. The word must have gotten out, of a dazzling sorceress looking for a beau to escort her and bang her. This was the only explanation she thought, as more and more men, most of them unkempt and drunk, started knocking at her door just to leer at her and check her beauty out, closely and in person. The date of the event was approaching, only a day away now, and Yennefer’s patience was evaporating. Along with the added irritation of having her dress ripped and still no proper candidate found, her frustration was through the roof.     She contemplated quitting this whole stupid arrangement and leaving Oxenfurt for good. Maybe go to Zerrikania or Kovir and indulge herself in booze and promiscuity, take her mentally and literally away from everything. She knew she had to put herself through this though, as an ulterior motive was planted deep in her mind. King Thyssen’s new court mage, who was in the attendee list, was rumored to possess a presumed long lost tome on genetic material and artificial procreation. Yennefer had encountered references to this book in her studies and had travelled far and away in search of it. The book alone didn’t offer anything too special or new in comparison to what knowledge she had gathered through the years, yet still, it was one she couldn’t locate anywhere and was thought to not exist anymore. Once she heard from Margarita Laux-Antille that it is in the possession of Endofeus, the mage of Kovir court, she knew she had to take a peek in it.   A deep double *thunk* sound echoed in her room, a knock on her door as she waited for her next potential beau. “Come in.”, she firmly stated and the door moved to the edge.    Two long confident legs stepped in as Yennefer gauged at the man who entered her chambers. He looked to be between 19 and 26 years old, he donned quite the serious expression on his face yet his youthful vigor betrayed his age. He standed upright and firm, his hands crossed behind his back as he presented himself. “Greetings my lady. My name’s Donnar. Donnar of Ard Carraigh”, he smiled and nodded to her. His accent sounded strange to Yennefer, it was elegant and firm, Kaedwenian, yet if hid a hint of a rougher and deeper tint to it. He had a shock of blonde hair and a rich brown beard over the valley of his large jaw. He wore tight breeches which did nothing to hide his long and muscular thighs. Standing well over six feet tall, he was handsomely attired in a double breasted burgundy silk doublet, complete with white ascot and long sleeves. Off-white socks and Ghillie Brogue shoes complete with a Sgian-dubh finished the immaculate look. The man smiled at her as he took her in. There sat the lady he intended to offer his services to, her legs crossed on a tall stool, her forearms draped over them.  Her elbow planted firmly on her knee, silently eyeing him up and down. As usual, the sorceress was wrapped up in her signature colors. Her long dark boots that traveled high up her legs and disappeared underneath a black silk ruffled skirt but not before giving a small glimmer of hose that probably went even higher up her thigh. A deep slit, provoked by the fool drunkard this morning, showcased her long shapely legs, the dress traveled up to her waist where it came to double as a girdle that was laced up in the front and supported her bust. The upper part of her body was clothed in a white ruffled blouse with elbow length sleeves that hugged her torso in a simple and loose manner and went untied in the front revealing her collar bones and much of the valley of cleavage in between her breasts.  Her delicate fingers displayed the silver in her wardrobe as silver rings hugged some of her fingers. And of course there was the obsidian star that clung to her beautiful neck, sun-catching diamonds sunken into it, reflecting the morning rays into his  light-strained eyes. Donnar gawked at her a little too obvious but she didn’t seem to notice. She was too busy examining him, collecting all the input he offered her. Without waiting for her response he walked past the remaining distance between them and offered his hand forward expectantly urging her to offer hers. Yennefer was not sure how to feel about such a gesture, a bit dated one for sure but went on with it. He courtly placed her elegant hand and fingers in his big and calloused ones and gave them a soft kiss, while staring directly to her violet eyes. She had to admit he demonstrated flair and certainty. The man had a muscular build to him. Yennefer could feel a strong hand full of callouses, the muscle like a brick wall.  The hand surprisingly felt strangely familiar to her touch. These fingers fit more the hands of a Skellige warrior rather than the decorous man he tried to exude. He had the build of one too, broad shoulders and thick chest as he towered over her with ease. Except for his blonde hair, he reminded her of her former lover from Skellige, Crach an Craite. Yennefer was taken aback by the physical presence of the young man as well as the self-assured courtly manner he carried himself with.    “Uh, Donnar of Kaedwen… please take a seat, I’ve got some questions for you.”, she stated as her hand pulled back, leaving the warm and familiar feeling of his touch.   Donnar smiled, “Please call me Donnar. It’s Skellig you know.”                

Chapter 4 - Flame Propagation

You lean against a tree to catch your breath. It's only been two weeks since that horrible beast invaded your tent while you slept, but the result of his visit has made your walk foraging around the lake exhausting. The heat inside your womb has been growing every day, flaring up with no choice but to tolerate the hot flushes it puts you through. A kick makes you gasp. You can feel two large lumps pushing against your womb, your belly protruding unnaturally far forward with the unclean spawn of your Hellhound pup. You punch the tree in frustration. You can barely work up the strength to forage right now, let alone fight against the demonic forces corrupting this land. Some Champion you are. Your eyes widen, flame licks your womb like a solar flare erupting within you. The sensation invigorates you, giving you the energy to get away from the lake, avoiding the goo monsters that might take advantage of your vulnerable position. Finding a secluded place at the base of the mountains, you squat down, ready to deliver the beast. Your water breaks, fluid hitting the ground and boiling instantly, covering you in steam. The tolerance to heat your pup helped you build means you barely feel a thing. You grit your teeth and start to push. The agony you expect from passing two heads never comes, instead feeling like the world's strongest woman lifting a boulder ten times her size! In no time at all, you feel it's heads leaving your body. You cup your hands beneath you, catching the pup as it makes it's way into the world. Your legs quiver. Closing your eyes you fall back with a satisfied sigh, resting your back against the bare rock. Your pup yip's loudly, the sound echoing against the rocks around you. You look down at it, a beautiful baby boy, or is it boys? You catch yourself grinning, but can't find a reason to wipe the smile off your face. If not for the remarkable pair of canine heads and double dicks, you'd have thought this baby entirely human. Still smiling, you bring each head up to your bosom without even thinking, acting on instinct just like your Hellhound partner did. You spend the next few minutes watching them feed, shocked at how much your body can provide for them. With a gulp, you realise that your child is getting heavier in your arms, rapidly growing and spouting it's distinctive black fur. Looking more like it's father with each passing moment. Putting it down, the beast kneels in front of you. You scratch both of their heads, cooing and soothing them as the beast suckles, now almost the same size as you. You suddenly hear rocks roll across the ground nearby. Your heart jumps into your chest, your pup standing up on two feet and growling at the approaching threat. You hear a deeper growl return, and make eye contact with the beast. His growling subsides, replaced with two pairs of smiles and a wagging tail. The father of your pup, he must have heard it's yips! The Hellhound kneels down, taking one of your hands into his much larger clawed ones. With a grin one of his heads gives you a lick, covering your face in drool. You smile and push it away. Your pup and it's father sniff at one another, tails wagging. The Hellhound pulls off a rudimentary pouch from it's hip, handing it to you. Looking up you see the pair already starting to walk away. The pup turns back to you, giving a few happy barks before running off into the wild. Staggering to your feet, you open the pouch to find gems and some dried meat. After a moment you grimace, feeling like this gift is more like a payment. With a hand over your tummy, you can't help but be ashamed of how good it felt to bring another demon into this world. What if your pup ends up forcing itself on someone else in the future? Putting someone else through the stress you hand to endure? Picking up the rest of your days foraging, you make your way back to camp. You spent two weeks using your body to bolster the forces of demon kind, but you're going to spend far longer stopping them. Running a hand over your empty tummy, you also decide you'll try not to hurt any Hellhounds while you do - unlike those nasty imps - that beast was just doing what's necessary to survive as a species. Once Mareth is saved, maybe you can find a way to help them too?

Chapter 1 - Marianne's Longest Day

Inside Garreg Mach monastery stood a statue of Lady Seiros that faced the great chapel inside the structure and each day dozens of students and faculty offered it prayers. Forgiveness for sins, wisdom in coming battles, luck on tests and other causes of varying nobility. Some students came far more regularly than others however and for some their prayers were whispered far more desperately. Against the backdrop of a choir slowly forming behind her Marianne stood mere feet from the statue, her eyes closed tight and her hands clasped in front of her chest. Prayers as intent as hers were rarities, but none seemed to pay her attention as she was a fixture of the place even on it's quietest days. Yet today Marianne prayed for strength, and for the Goddess' forgiveness for the horrible sins she had committed by omission. Though Marianne prayed daily for the Saint to release her from the burdens she held these prayers were of a much different nature. The sky-blue haired woman looked up from where she stood and looked to the saint for some measure of comfort but it fell deaf on the silent icon, Marianne’s lips quietly pulling back and she lowered her hands.  It was a resigned smile that graced her face as she realized she would find no forgiveness for her actions, or the lack of them… With such acceptance she now turned and quietly stepped from the chapel, making her way to the morning classes she knew would further stain her and still she could not bring herself to turn away. There was a certain addictiveness to this particular sin, a cruel high that burned in her blood every time she participated in it and today would be no different. Marianne would take pleasure in the trials of her fellows students once more, and be rewarded for her silence…. The classroom was a simple affair, rows of seats separated by a walkway on either side or in the middle and at times placed on either sides of pillars. A fire roared on the wall to make the room warm and hospitable while all chairs and eyes were cast on the desk at the far end. Her class was made up of sort of motley gathering of the Blue Lions house and others, like herself, who had chosen to join it after being swayed by Professor Byleth’s talents, and it was always a sight to see him standing in front of the entire class. He was almost her age and he stood tall in front of them, his unique uniform of black plate breastplate and gauntlets with leather underneath and a long coat over his shoulders. His striking features had made many of the other students swoon straight away, dark blue hair wild and unkempt over his head in it’s own patterns down to his neck and his eyes quiet and focused. Some were turned off by the way he showed little emotion, the way his lips rarely twitched into a smile and he hardly seemed shocked or nervous no matter the circumstances, but Marianne found it oddly alluring in it’s own way. She supposed she was attracted to the Professor in a very girlish way even before she had realized what he was capable of, but of course such things were improper and she didn’t allow them to distract her at first. At first. Marianne was seated next to two other students. To her right was the beautiful and sisterly Mercedes, a tall and slender woman with long honey blonde hair over her shoulder. She always had a soft face and a long shawl over her gowns. She had been some small comfort to Marianne in times before, but now Marianne could not look her in the face without some small thrilling shiver crossing her spine, and to her left sat Anette.  Shorter and slightly more petite than the other women, she was still a charmingly pretty orange-haired woman and she was wearing the traditional black and gold uniform of the Academy. She was slightly more outgoing than others in the class and had struck a friendship that had not survived what Marianne had witnessed. Oh, both women were still as cordial as ever on either side of her. Mercedes flashed a sweet smile when Marianne glanced her way and Anette was cheerfully scribbling down Professor Byleth’s notes. In her own head Marianne was warring with her own impulses and thoughts, her hands still over what was supposed to be notes on this lesson, which she vaguely understood was about maintaining riding posture during pitched battles… She should have sat somewhere different.  Annette and Mercedes always left a seat open for her between them but she shouldn’t have taken it, there were dozens of open seats...And yet she couldn’t help it. She pulled her thumb to her lips and bit down on it to quell the sudden excitement coursing through her, looking to Byleth now as the Professor cast his eyes towards the table Marianne was seated at. He was in mid turn when their eyes met and she for a moment felt a fluttering in her stomach as she read the heated expression on his face… And then he was suddenly facing away from them, in a split second, and Marianne’s thighs clenched together as she began glancing between Mercedes and Annette. Who had it been…? “Hhn…” Turning carefully to look at Mercedes now, Marianne held her breath as she realized the shawl had been pulled off her friend’s shoulders and was now laid over her lap. Her gown was normally loose in the chest and covered her collar, but now it was slightly pulled open and Marianne could make out the top of the blonde’s large breasts, pulled free of her bra and the nipples barely peeking out of the fabric in such a way Marianne could tell they were standing at full attention and reddened from attention. Mercedes was flushed red and had her hand over her mouth as if stifling a cough but she could see the way her lips were twisted into an expression of pleasure and her eyes snapped shut, a tremor working it’s way down her spine right before Marianne’s eyes and in turn she felt a tremble of excitement work it’s way through her as well. It had started a week ago as far as Marianne knew, but it had been a daily occurence ever since. At first it was simple things. Mercedes seeming flushed and tired, her quill dropped in a sudden fit of shivers or her eyes going wide and her hand coming to her mouth as if she had been startled by a taste, but there had been no indication of what was wrong...At least, until the day she’d watched as Mercedes discreetly wiped a milky substance from her lips with the back of her hand. She hadn’t really connected the dots until she’d watched Byleth’s movements. How he’d suddenly jump in place when she knew he had not moved, how his clothes would subtly adjust and change in ways that made no sense, until she’d seen Mercedes condition and realized what was happening. Her Professor was somehow assaulting Mercedes, and at first she’d been outraged. Until it truly began to sink in that she was the only one who noticed and knew...And then it had slowly twisted inside her. Thrilling her in a way she could not begin to explain or understand, she took an absolutely perverse pleasure in piecing together the Professor’s actions on her friend. So distracted by the blonde’s predicament, Marianne nearly missed Annette’s subtle but audible whimper and she nearly gave herself whiplash looking back at the other student, her thumb still stuck beneath her lips. Annette’s uniform top had been pulled open, exposing her plain white bra but visibly standing out against them was what looked like a pair of clips, the sort used to keep papers bound together, stuck firmly on the woman’s nipples through the cloth. Annette was red to her neck, pulling her top closed with one hand and when she noticed Marianne’s gaze, she smiled with a falter and made a fanning motion with her hand. “H-h-haha...Warm in here, huh?” Marianne could only dully nod, turning back to the Professor who had seamlessly resumed his lesson without a spare glance towards the table. Her nipples were firm beneath her uniform top just thinking about being attacked in such a way, her thighs already damp with arousal from the actions taking place around her. Her eyes searched Byleth for any sign of what was happening with him, any hint to his next move and when he turned this time she knew he was looking at her. No smirk, no hint he knew she noticed or cared if she did, nothing… Whatever shock and outrage she might have mustered towards this had long seen been bled away by the hours she’d spent with her fingers slowly teasing away at her folds, her eyes glued to her two friends as the pair were tortured and used by Byleth for his own amusement and neither one being the wiser. She should have told them, warned them, convinced someone of Byleth’s nature, but she couldn’t. This little piece of insanity made her feel alive like nothing else had in years. She couldn’t resist the urge to slide her hand down between her legs and slowly inch her finger across her sex through the pants she wore, eyes cast down as the burning grew within her. She had hardly been looking away a minute when a noise to her side caught her attention and she looked to Annette with almost thrilled anticipation. The orange haired girl had lowered her head to the desk and she was frantically scrambling to push her skirt down and when Marianne leaned back she could see clear signs the hose under it had been shredded from the thighs down to the knees. Something inside her swelled at the sight and she turned excitedly to Mercedes to see what she had suffered and was almost disappointed in how little had changed...But when she looked closely, she could see that her friend was biting her lip and quivering silently. Tears had begun to pool at the edges of her eyes and then finally something snapped and her head drooped back, her eyes closing as she shuddered completely from head to toe, her arms dropping low to her sides. Had she just…? The sudden whimper from Mercedes’ lips confirmed it; She’d just climaxed from whatever Byleth had done to her. Marianne looked back now without a second thought and she looked Byleth over hard, starting from his waist up and her heart almost stopped. He was turned to one side, looking over his shoulder at her almost directly. She could see him quietly pulling himself back inside his trousers for a split second before everything changed again and he was looking away from her. She hadn’t seen him like that yet and it made her toes curl inside her shoes. He had such a thick penis and Marianne didn’t know if that thought excited her or scared her, or both… “Professor!” Ingrid’s voice cut through Byleth’s lecture with purpose and intent, and Marianne’s heart stopped. What if she’d seen? Would she expose everything and stop this once and for all? Marianne nearly wailed at the thought even as she scrunched herself up on the chair, her finger still working her folds through the fabric she wore… Yet to her relief Ingrid only stood from her seat as Byleth nodded to her to allow her to speak. “Forgive me, but you mentioned how one can use the arch of one’s boot in the stirrup to move more freely, could you still guide a pegasus freely without your full weight on your foot?” Marianne exhaled at how it was such a simple comment, but as Byleth began speaking she barely had time to turn to him before she heard Mercedes launch out of her seat at full force, nearly scattering the contents of her table on the floor. She was stiff as a board and her eyes wide but there was a subtle movement to her body as if she was heaving breaths and her hips were shaking...And Marianne could clearly see her gown had been hiked up, a pool of wetness on the chair below herself and a series of white stains all along the back of her gown. “Yes, Mercedes, did you have a question?” Byleth asked and the blonde mutely shook her head, her fingers tightening on her own thighs before she finally seemed to relax all at once. Her face was flush, her eyes glazed and she just turned to the Professor with her breaths coming in ragged little pants. “N-no, Professor, but I am feeling a little...unwell. Pray forgive m-me but may I please be excused?” she asked. Byleth made a show of a slightly concerned tilt to his lips, then nodded to her but looked to Annette now. When Marianne followed his gaze she wasn’t shocked or even surprised to see that her other friend was curled up on her chair with a constant, heavy shudder falling through her body that seemed to indicate the same thing Mercedes had gone through and now all Marianne could do was furiously work her own clit with her fingers.  Byleth seemed to take a moment to consider something before he quickly added. “Annette, escort Mercedes to Professor Manuela’s office and wait with her until after classes.” Annette seemed almost shocked she’d been spoken to and when she shakily rose, nodding to Byleth before walking over to the blonde, her legs wobbled slightly and her cheeks were redder than seemed possible without bursting into flames. “Y-yes Professor. Come on Merci, let’s go get you to lay down…” Marianne’s eyes widened as the pair walked away. The back of Mercedes gown, before her eyes, seemed to soak down to the ankles and the woman nearly dropped to her knees while Annette stopped still as a statue, her hands gripping Mercedes’ arm so hard it seemed she might rip it off...And then a stream of white began to leak down both of her thighs, thick fluids seeping into her hose as the pair tried their best to hobble away without collapsing despite the way they couldn’t seem to stop shaking. It sent Marianne over her own edge and she bit her thumb hard enough she felt blood welling up at the tip when it rocked through her. Even as it did, even as flares and sparks of pleasure washed over her brain, she couldn’t help a thought that came to her. Why not her? Professor Byleth hadn’t so much as touched her, so much as brushed her cheek as she watched the violation of her friends and it was slowly driving her mad. Even as her own release came hard after such a scene and soaked her panties through with her thrown back with a satisfied smile in her chair, the relief was replaced by frustration and burning curiosity as to why she’d been left alone. Byleth didn’t even cast a glance towards her now and she clasped her thighs back together as the shame of what she’d enjoyed washed over her, but even more a burning need was sparked within her… She had to have more. She needed to know why she hadn’t been chosen yet. Class ended an eternity later, or so it felt, and Marianne fled to her room as soon as it did. Her confusion and her desires were warring within her and it made her want nothing more than to lock herself away until the next class, until she had her chance to watch it all again, and yet even as she headed to her room she realized she didn’t want to just watch anymore. She didn’t want to stare as the other girls were tormented and played with, she wanted to feel it herself. Feel what they were feeling that left them with such shameful bliss on their faces… So instead she turned from her room towards the Professor’s room. He should have headed back right after class before his next duties, and she needed to intercept him before he left. Clutching both hands to her waist she moved across the courtyard without hesitating any further and when she reached Byleth’s door her hands fell on it, one knocking as the other braced herself on it’s frame. For a moment she heard what sounded like a loud, feminine gasp and she leaned back to stare up at the door. She was certain this was Byleth’s room… “Yes? Who is it.” Byleth’s voice was level, calm and revealed nothing. “It’s...Marianne, Professor. I need to speak with you...please.” There was a soft sound within. A giggle? A murmur of words that did not sound like the Professor...And then the door opened. Marianne nearly cried out in surprise. The Professor’s room was strewn with clothes and undergarments across it’s carpeted floor and she recognized them immediately, even if Mercedes was not the one standing behind the door with a kind and knowing smile on her lips. Her eyes sparkled as she watched Marianne take in the sights; The door hid it, but she could see that the blonde was naked down to her feet. That wasn’t the best of it, either. On the bed in the back corner of the room, Byleth was seated against the wall with his legs crossed under him to leave his lap open. He was naked as well, and she could admire the finely muscled frame he had here and now without his clothing getting in the way; He was athletic in build but every ounce of it was muscle, defined in such a way he seemed carved of marble and granite. He was every ounce what she expected, even down to the scars decorating his body from his life of battles...And his eyes were on her, heat blazing in them. On his lap, Annette was currently holding onto his shoulders and bouncing hard on the balls of her heels. Her legs were wide open and Byleth’s girthy penis was disappearing into her with every movement, her ass shaking and wobbling with the force. Her breasts were swaying free and Byleth had hold of her hips which only seemed to make her more wild, and the gasp she’d heard before rang out even more clearly now as the woman rode the Professor for all she could stand. “We had begun to wonder if you would join us, Marianne…” Mercedes suddenly spoke, a coy look gracing her face that had Marianne’s heart skipping a beat; They were in on this? They knew, they had always known and they let it happen…? They'd been waiting for her to join them? Her head swam. Mercedes looked so peaceful and happy, while Annette was fucking Byleth like a woman possessed, her eyes squeezes shut and every motion thrown with her full weight. She didn't notice or care Marianne was there, she just wanted that cock inside her and if she was being honest, Marianne was starting to want it as well. Byleth simply motioned his head to usher Marianne inside and without any further thought the woman walked inside the room. When Mercedes closed the door behind her, she realized with a roaring heat building inside her core that she was now even more part of this sin. As she began disrobing she also realized that she would need to beg even further forgiveness from the Saint upon the morrow… When she met Byleth's eyes and saw the lust boiling over in them, especially as he forced Annette down with full force onto his cock and the woman squealed as his seed pumped into her even as he never broke eye contact with Annette, Marianne couldn't get undressed fast enough. When Mercedes' hands wrapped around her breasts from behind and pulled her uniform shirt open without a word, Annette collapsing off to the side with hot cum oozing from her now stretched hole, Marianne had another realization. Perhaps she would beg every day that came as well, but not to the Saint.

Chapter 0 - Marisa's Magical Mushrooms

It was another hot, sweltering summer afternoon in Gensokyo and Hakurei Shrine's maiden, Hakurei Reimu, was taking it easy in the shade, sitting on the front porch of the shrine eating a cool, refreshing popsicle. Boy, she thought, it's even too hot to sweep the grounds! And even in my summer wear, I'm still breaking a sweat. Just then, Reimu noticed a familiar black spot streaking through the toasty summer sky and coming in for a landing. "Yo, Reimu, 'sup bitch?" said Marisa as she gracefully descended off her witch's broom. "Oh, hi Marisa," Reimu replied, "Sorry. If you're looking for popsicles, this is the last one." That was a lie, of course, Reimu had plenty of popsicles. She just didn't want Marisa to mooch any off her. "Nah, that's okay," said Marisa, "That ice fairy chick taught me some spells to cool off. So, I'm good." "And here I was wondering how you were flying around wearing that heavy get-up. And black on top of it!" "Yeah, totally. I'd be sweatin' my ass off otherwise." Marisa sat down beside Reimu and from out of her witch's hat produced a big, wrapped-up package. "What's that?" asked Reimu. "Check it: they're these mushrooms I found in the Forest of Magic. They were growing just right outside my house! I've never seen them before. Aren't they strange?" Marisa unwrapped the bundle of mushrooms and spread them out on the porch. They all looked small and succulent, ripe enough to eat, and curiously spotted. They didn't look very appetizing though. "Well," said Marisa, "Try 'em!" "What?" said Reimu, "Are you stupid? No way am I eating weird mushrooms you pulled out the ground. They're probably poisonous." "They ain't poisonous! I know 'cause I checked! I casted a 'detect poison' spell on them before I came over. Nuttin' showed up. Trust me, you can eat 'em. I just don't know what they do." "Well, I am getting kind of hungry..." Reimu looked down at the pile of mushrooms laying on the wrapping paper. "I guess...if they're not deadly...then I might as well..." With some hesitation, Reimu reached down and plucked up one of the speckled mushrooms and popped it in her mouth. "Well...how is it?" asked Marisa. "[chew] mmm...'snot bad..." answered Reimu. Without a word, Reimu immediately began to scarf down the rest of the mushrooms. "Omnomnom...hey...[chew]...these are pretty good...[gulp]! Mmm...thanks Marisa!" Marisa just watched and smiled. Suddenly, Reimu cringed, doubling over with her hands clutching her stomach. She winced in pain, scrunching up her face. "Ow! Uh-oh Marisa...aagh...I think I gotta...ppprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttttt! Oh!" Reimu lifted her butt off the porch and cut a really loud, embarassing fart. Immediately, her face flushed and she turned to look at Marisa. Marisa tried to conceal her grin but gave in and burst out in laughter. "Oh no! Marisa, what did you...oh...urrggh...fffrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrnnnnttt...ugggh..." Reimu was about to get really angry but she was interrupted by another long, droning fart. "HAHAHA! Yes! I knew I'd get you to eat 'em! Hahaha!" Marisa laughed. "They're special mushrooms that only grow this time of year! Just one...hehhehehe...just one will make you fart up a storm! Hahaha! You ate, like, what, twenty? Oh boy, Reimu! How ya feelin'?" "Oh man, this is soooo embarassing...urggh...ppprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrnnnnnnnnnnttttt...aaggh...ohh my tummy hurts soooo much...ppprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapppppppppp...aahn! Geez..." Reimu's face had turned completely red and if it weren't for the fact that she was struggling to keep her farts in she would have already socked Marisa into next Tuesday. "Aww man...hnnn...ffffrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaapppppfff...ugghh...Marisssaaa...uggh...I thought you said you...urrrgh...didn't know what these did...[gurgle]...oh...paaffffffffffffffffffffffff..." "Hehe...well I lied! In fact...hehehe...I ate a ton before coming over! Man, Reimu, you won't believe how badly I need to fart!" With that, Marisa leaned over, brought her leg up, and ripped an incredibly nasty, horrible fart into her bloomers. "BBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNTT! Aww yeah! That felt good! [sniff] [sniff] Awww yuck! P.U. Whew...here Reimu get a whiff!" Marisa wafted her wretched-smelling fart gas over towards Reimu. "[sniff] Ugghh! Geez, Marisa! That stinks! Yuck! Uh-oh! Ugghh...it's no good...I can't hold it in...ppprrrrnntt...prrrrrnnntt...poooot...pooooot....pifffffffffffffffffff...hnnn noooo..." Reimu fidgeted back and forth, trying desperately to hold in all her gas. But the pressure in her tummy was too much and she couldn't help but cut a few dirty stinkers into her sweaty bloomers. "Hahaha! Come on, Reimu! What're ya doin'? You can't hold it all in forever! Hehehe, you're gonna have to let it out eventually! Hrrrnnn...PPPRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTT! Ah yeah! Man, Reimu bet you wish you could let out a biiig fart like that huh?" taunted Marisa as she cut another enormous, satisfying fart. "Hnnn...nooo...prrrrnntt...prrrrnnnttt...ppprrrrrrrnnntttt..." Reimu struggled, her teeth clenched with sweat and tears dripping down her cheeks. "Aww how cute!" Marisa teased, "You're chain-farting! Hehehe...you look soooo cute trying to hold your gas in, Reimu! Hehehe...let's see how well you can hold 'em when I do this!" Marisa got up behind Reimu and started tickling the shrine maiden's exposed armpits. "EEP! Oh nooooo! Hahaahaah s-stop Ma-hahaha-riiisaaa...EEEEK!" Reimu giggled, her heart pounding as she fought against the inevitable. "Hahaha! Come on, Reimu! Fart for me! I know you gotta be realllly desperate to fart by now! Just let 'er rip!" Marisa continued to mercilessly tickle and tease poor Reimu. "Hahaahaa...oh no-hohoho...aaaahnnn...it's heeeheeehee...no use...uggghhh...I'm gonna fart! Heheehee...I'm gonna fart...PPLLLLBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTT! Ah haha...oh yeaahh..." Reimu had finally given up and let out a gigantic, wet, disgusting fart right into her messy bloomers. "Ahahaha, there ya go, Reimu!" Marisa cheered. Crouching behind her, Reimu's deadly fart wafted its way up to Marisa's nose. "[sniiiff] Oh god, Reimu! Whew! That fuckin' reeks!" "Hehehe...sorry! You were the one teasing me to let it out, remember? Well, now that I let that one out, I guess there's no harm in letting the rest out too! Ya ready, Marisa?" Reimu reached behind her and grabbed Marisa, thrusting the blonde witch's face down right in her butt crack. "W-wait...nnooo!" pleaded Marisa but it was too late. Reimu started ripping a ton of ultra-stinky butt gas right up Marisa's nose. Reimu mercilessly chain-farted loads of rotten gas out of her sweaty butthole all over Marisa's face. "[cough] [cough] ugggghh," moaned Marisa as Reimu pelted her with round after round of horrible, gut-wrenching, thirty-second long ass blasts. "PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTT...aaah finished!" declared Reimu, letting go of her friend's head. "Told you not to make me fart! Don't you know us shrine maidens make the stinkiest farts? My butt's a pretty dangerous place to be when I get gassy. Teehee!" "[cough] [cough] whew...uggh now I do...whew...so smelly..." Marisa gasped, collapsing back on to the porch. Reimu got up and turned, wrinkling her nose as she passed through her enormous fart cloud, catching a big whiff of the terrible gas she had just leaked. She crawled over to where Marisa lay and flipped the little witch girl around so her bloomer-covered ass was sticking up in the air. "Huh?! The fuck you doin'?" Well, it's only fair, right? After I farted on you, now it's your turn. Go ahead, fart as hard as you want! I can take it!" Reimu grabbed hold of Marisa's hips and planted her face right between Marisa's skinny butt cheeks. "R-really?!" came Marisa's shocked reply. "Yep! Do your best, Marisa, and rip those monster farts of yours allllll over me! Teehee!" Marisa could feel Reimu's cute little nose right up her butt crack. "Oh-okay! Cool! 'Cause I gotta a shitload of gas I need to let out. Hrrrnn...piiiifffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff...you ready?" Marisa asked as she pushed out a foul-smelling SBD. "Mm-hmm!" nodded Reimu enthusiastically. "Oh god, here it comes! FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTT! Aah! FFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFF! Uggh...gosh Reimu these feel so good comin' out...hnnnn...PPPPRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFF! PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPFFFFFFFFFF!BBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNTTTTTTTTT! BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTT!" Marisa passed a huge, stinky wind right in Reimu's face. Reimu didn't seem to mind, in fact, each time Marisa ripped another gigantic, rancid fart out of her ass Reimu just nuzzled her face in closer, basking in the warmth of Marisa's incredibly rotten butt gas. The heat of the day only made things stinkier too and Marisa's horrible monster rips coupled with her sweat-drenched bloomers made for a potent combination. It was beginning to get really muggy between Marisa's sweaty ass crack and Reimu was forced to surface for air, only to have her nostrils assaulted by another round of disgusting Marisa farts. "Phew Marisa," said Reimu, waving her hand in front of her nose daintily, "You're really lettin' em out! How many mushrooms did you eat?" "Ugggh...about...fifty...PPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTT..." "Fifty!? Oh goodness, Marisa!" "Yeah...you can't believe how incredible this feels...aaahh it's such a relief...FFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTT...heeheehee..." Marisa sighed as she passed another gassy fart. "I bet. I only ate, like, twenty. Hey, you wanna see who can make the biggest fart? Even though you ate more, I am a shrine maiden, after all." "Heehee...okay! You're on, bitch!"

Chapter 0 - Sakuya and Meiling

Meiling could feel herself begin to perspire. A thin trickle of sweat rolled down her neck, along her muscular back, over her well-toned ass, and down the back of her soft, white thigh. The sensation was nearly unbearable and each rivulet of sweat tormented her. She had been caught napping so often that the chief maid had forced her to take longer and longer shifts. As a result, Meiling found little time in the day to take care of her needs and, consequently, hadn't shit in little over a week. Now, standing before the gates of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Meiling tightly clenched her rock-hard ass, fighting back the urge to relax her gut and let go. Moreover, it was a hot, muggy summer afternoon which only added to her desperation. More sweat began to pool between Meiling's thighs and pussy lips. It was agonizing feeling her whole pelvis so thoroughly swamped and she constantly worried that she had accidentally peed herself. She had formed huge, dark, noticeable pit stains on her changpao, which she took care to hide lest she be scolded even more by Sakuya. She grew more and more embarrassed as she pitied Sakuya for having to handle her sweat-drenched outfit and slimy, stained panties. How awful it must be to have to clean my clothes after I've sweat in them so much. Poor Sakuya. Ick! I bet she has to, like, turn my panties inside out to clean them properly. Oh no! I...I wonder if she ever sees my menstruation marks or where I didn't wipe properly! Eeegh! I bet she has! Miss Sakuya knows what my panty stains look like! That's way too personal! I've gotta do my own clothes from now on! Just then, Meiling instinctively clenched her sweat-drizzling anal ring as she struggled to keep from birthing her week-old shit logs into her panties. Her stomach sank as she felt a huge ball of gas well up inside her, begging for release. “Oh no! Shit...I've gotta fart really bad...ohgoshohgoshohgosh...Uggh, this is horrible!” Meiling glanced around to make sure no maids or ice fairies were around and then carefully began to relax her asshole. “Pffff...ppfff...pffff...fffsssss...” Sweat drops poured into Meiling's eyebrows as she delicately released a series of tiny little puffer farts one after the other. She felt incredibly embarrassed doing this: what if someone saw her? Or what if they could hear her fart sounds? Uggh, these must smell so bad getting caught in my baggy pants, Meiling thought to herself. But then her wretched puffers began to float up to Meiling's nose. Her eyes went wide at how truly nasty her gas smelled and she began to quickly and covertly waft her leaks away from her butt. In the process, her hand flicked across the crack of her ass and Meiling was shocked at how sweaty she had become. She took a few steps closer to the red brick mansion wall, hoping no one could see her ass, just in case she had grown a tremendous sweat stain back there. The loose, kung-fu pants she wore were prone to doing that and often she'd find patches behind her knees were the material had become so wet that it was transparent. Meiling flushed worrying if that was the case: what if her sweaty panties were visible?! Meiling fidgeted, rocking back and forth on her heels. Oh gosh, she thought, I can feel my legs shaking! Uggh, I'm never going to be able to hold out. I feel so full. I hope Sakuya doesn't... Meiling's train of thought was interrupted by the sudden appearance of the chief maid. “Ha! Thought I'd catch you slacking off like always!” Sakuya stated coldly, glaring at the nervous gate guard. “Ack! M...miss Sakuya! [hissss]...Uggh...D...Don't come any closer...p...please!” Meiling managed to utter, desperately trying to pass her gas quietly so Sakuya wouldn't notice. “What? Why...[sniff]...[sniff]...” Meiling's face flushed deep red in embarrassment. She could hear Sakuya tentatively inhaling the rotten SBD she had just let off. Even from a few feet away, the chief maid could smell the bad leaks coming out of the sweat-drenched Chinese girl. “[sniff]...Heh, so that's why you were fidgeting all over and didn't notice me flying in.” Sakuya said, a self-satisfied grin creeping across her icy face. “Ohh...I...I'm soo...uggh...sorry...uhnnn...miss Sakuya...” groaned Meiling, clutching her churning stomach. “I...uhnn...I should have gone before...oh...pprrrrrnnt...aaggh! Oops! I'm so sorry, miss Sakuya! I...I didn't mean to...uhnn...fart in front of you!” Tears began to well up in Meiling's eyes as she worried about what Sakuya would do to her. She had never passed gas in front of anyone before, let alone the chief maid, and now she couldn't believe she was this desperate and full. “Hmmph! How rude, Meiling! I can't believe you couldn't even hold it in around me! What would Mistress Remilia think if she knew you did that to me?” Meiling gulped, rivulets of slimy sweat running down her brow. Sakuya glared at the desperate gate guard and produced a knife from her garter. “Well, I guess you know what we have to do now, right?” Meiling's eyes widened in sheer terror as Sakuya slowly strode towards her. With uncanny suddenness, Sakuya abruptly appeared right in Meiling's face. The chief maid violently pushed Hong back against the brick wall with all the force of a time-shifter. Hong, caught completely off-guard, almost lost control of her bladder and it took her every conscious effort to keep her urethra closed. However, she did accidentally cut a very wet fart which she knew Sakuya was going to smell. Oh no! With Sakuya so close, I bet she can smell my armpits and all my sweat. Eek! Her skin's touching mine! She's going to get my awful sweat all over her uniform! Meiling thought to herself, still reeling from Sakuya's charge. Sakuya had Meiling pinned to the rough brick facade, a knife held close to her jugular. Hong shook with fear in Sakuya's grasp. Sakuya brought her mouth close to Hong's ear and Meiling could feel Sakuya's perfect lips move as she spoke. Sakuya spoke slowly, lingering on every word that slid into Hong's ear. “You are going to fart...and shit...everything out. Right. Now.” Meiling furrowed her brow. “W...what...?” she began to ask. Sakuya screamed into Meiling's ear: “I want you to force that fucking gas out, slut! No taking your pants off! Just dump that shit right in your rotten little panties! Come on, what's the matter? I know you let off big ones in them all the time. I do wash your clothes, you know.” Oh no! She knows! thought Meiling. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. The chief maid wanted her to mess herself. “Come on you filthy fucking skank!” Sakuya continued, “I guess in China you fucking bitches just fart and shit whenever you fucking want. Huh? Is that it? Well, since that's all you fucking chinks can understand, I guess I'll just go and let you fucking crap yourself like the stupid dog whore you are!” “P...please...please stop, Sakuya...[sob] You're...[sob] scaring me...” Meiling began to cry and with each little sob she accidentally cut one obnoxious puffer after the next. “I fucking told you to rip that shit, bitch!” Sakuya's red eyes blazed fiercely and she brandished her knife ever closer to Meiling's throat. Meiling could feel the cold steel press against her skin. Her stomach was in knots and she shivered, knowing there was no way she'd ever be able to hold on. After a moment's pause, Meiling released an agonizing, disgraceful wet fart unleashing thick fumes into her panties. Meiling's rancid shit gas floated up between them and both girls could smell what had just come out of her. “Yeah, that's right. Cut that shit. I know you want to. I'm going to force you to dump that shit right in front of me. I bet you have a lot more you need to rip, right?” “Uhnn...uh-huh,” Meiling weakly nodded. Complying, Meiling began to relax a little and cut more frequently. It was terribly embarrassing for her to push out her gas with Sakuya staring right at her. Sakuya could see Hong's every grimace and little shift in position and it made the Chinese girl incredibly self-conscious. But the necessity of relief was urgent and Meiling could not put it off any longer even if she wanted to. “Unnggh...ppPPFFLLLLRRPPP...aagh...BBRRRNT...ohh...BRRRNNT...oh noo...BRRNT...BRRRNT..BRRRMMPP...” “[sniff] Uggh...are you chain-farting now? [sniff] Mmm, that's the best, isn't it? When you just get sooo unbelievably full of big, thick shit that you're just constantly cracking them out non-stop, right?” Meiling gave Sakuya a look of wonder. Was she...actually enjoying this? Sakuya caught on to Meiling's stare and threw her a mischievous look. “Heh, what? Can't maids fart sometimes too? You think you're the only girl out there whose gotten all full and desperate to rip? Guess what? Hnn...pppprrRRRRRRRNNTT...uhhn...teehee, I cut 'em too.” Meiling was shocked as Sakuya leaned against her and ripped a loud, completely unladylike fart. She could feel Sakuya's warm breath on her neck as she spoke to her and eventually felt Sakuya's disgusting gas waft up into her nose. Their proximity to one another and the sheer blatancy of it was deeply erotic to Hong, who, despite herself, harbored a slight infatuation with the chief maid. This infatuation had now become something much more. “Uhnnn...Sakuya...I...I'm gonna make a really bad leak...” “Go ahead and push that shit out, whore!” commanded Sakuya. Meiling shuddered and started passing a very long, nasty hyper-leak. Hong could feel her silk pants begin to swell up as a big plume of gas leaked from her rectum. “Mmm, is that your big hyper-leak, whore?” asked Sakuya, “Is that how chink bitches leak their gas? [sniff] Fuck, that's rotten. I can smell those big turds you've got stuffed up there. Come on! Enough's enough! Push harder! Or what, do you need me to rip some more of my big fuckers to get you to fill those panties?” Still holding the knife to Meiling's throat, Sakuya straddled one of Meiling's long legs. She brought her free hand around to Meiling's muscled ass and slid the side of her hand up and down Meiling's sweaty buttcrack. Meiling was still leaking hard and Sakuya could feel just how much gas Hong was pushing out as it blew gently against her hand. Sakuya brought her defiled hand up to Meiling's face and wiped where she had farted all along underneath her nose. Meiling's eyes reeled back in her head as her senses were assaulted by her own putrid butt fumes and ass sweat. Still straddling her, Sakuya cutely lifted up the edge of her frilly skirt and blew a tremendously hard fart out. Meiling felt the noxious release blowing against her knee and she could tell Sakuya was full of gas and able to fart really powerfully. She had never expected the chief maid to be this much of a fart monster. This knowledge changed Meiling's perception of her. She imagined the chief maid indulging in hot gassing sessions in the privacy of her room, filthily smelling all the powerful gas she had saved up specifically to get herself off. Meiling now toyed with the thought of doing more gas play, both alone and hopefully with Sakuya. “Uhnn...How's that? Feel how much I let loose every time I cut one? Mmm, now I want you to do that.” “Hrnn...PPFFFFF...uhnn...Miss Sakuya...hrrgghh...it's about to....uggh...come out...” Meiling could feel the tip of her first huge turd press against the fabric of her panties. To her amazement, huge gouts of wretched gas leaked around her fat turd: she had never taken a really gassy shit like this before. “Grrr...this is taking way too long!” Sakuya yelled suddenly. “I don't have time for you to lay those fucking turds out all long and delicate. Hurry up and blast that shit!” Without warning, Sakuya began to speed up Meiling's digestion. Hong could feel her intestines quiver rapidly as Sakuya sped up their motion, doing everything in her power to accelerate Meiling's dump. Meiling was helpless to resist: she felt as if her gut was taking a shit on its own. She began to uncontrollably pass shit into her panties. Within moments, they had expanded to accommodate Meiling's thick, overgrown logs. Meiling's week-old shit fractured into big, solid lumps as more and more feet of toxic crap slid out of her body. She felt herself start to empty, only to find her panties sagging more. Sakuya had forced her to dump not only her last week of shit but also the following week and the week after... And in between the lulls in her digestion, Meiling was forced to pass truly enormous mega-farts. So that's how Sakuya does it, thought Meiling, She just farts all of her gas out in advance! That's sooo hot! I wish she'd force me to make big rips like this all the time. Meiling could feel her huge lumps of shit begin to squelch out above the waistband of her panties, rubbing disgustingly across her back before plopping into her silk pants. Her baggy trousers began to fill up with weeks and weeks of thick, meaty Meiling shit. Her swollen turds coiled around her legs like massive poop snakes before they forced themselves out of the cuffs of her pants. Giant lumps of shit splattered onto her flats as well as Sakuya's elegant high heels. Both girls' feet were being slowly covered in Meiling's uncontrollable hyper-shit. Soon, there was absolutely no room left for Meiling to grow her turds and Meiling clutched her rumbling tummy in incredible pain. “Arrrrgh! P...please S...Sakuya...aaahn! I can't shit anymore! Th...there's no more room!” “Hah! Well then, that's what you fucking get for cutting those big wet farts in front of me! Guess you're just gonna have to...” “Just WHAT is going on here?” Mistress Remilia's saccharine voice rang out across the front gate. Meiling and Sakuya both looked up to see their mistress with Patchouli floating by her side, holding a dainty parasol above Remilia's head. “Mi...Mistress...I...” Sakuya stuttered, recoiling in fear and pressing herself against Meiling's ample chest. “Shut the fuck up!” Remilia screeched, “I know exactly what you were doing, Sakuya! Don't think we both can't hear you in your room every night. Moaning like some feral slut and blasting farts like an animal! I know exactly what kind of pervy things you get up to!” Every night!? thought Meiling. “I can hear this disgusting fart slut's massive rips even in the library,” said Patchouli in her drowsy monotone, “The whole mansion knows exactly what your farts sound like.” “Mistress...I can explain...” “Too fucking late for that, whore!” Remilia interrupted, “Whaddya think we should do to punish this bitch, Patchy?” “Well mistress, if she likes farting so much, I think I have just the spell to satiate her.” Patchouli slowly incanted verses of a spell whilst Remilia held Sakuya in place by sealing her fate. Patchouli finished the spell and a bright beam of light shot from her extended finger, hitting and enveloping Sakuya. Sakuya cringed and groaned as she felt her insides slowly swell. The chief maid doubled over in agony as she helplessly ripped an enormous burst of gas. Her skirt was blown up in the back by the force of her release and Meiling received the brunt of it. Sakuya's fart was utterly awful, far smellier than what she had previously inhaled. Sakuya continued to pass brutal rips, farting them out incredibly hard into Meiling's shit-covered crotch. Each time Sakuya cut one, she screeched from the pain of having her asshole so mercilessly torn open. “Please Mistress Remilia...aagh...I don't want to have big farts like this! P...please change me back...ahnn...BBBBRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPP...AAAGHHHH!!” “What's that Sakuya? I can barely hear you. Your slutty farts are just too loud! Gosh, I can't believe the pretty and elegant chief maid makes such loud, obnoxious farts! How embarrassing!” Remilia raised her voice, speaking over Sakuya's almost deafening hyper-farts. Clutching her basketball-sized swollen stomach, Sakuya squatted down and ripped hard. She screamed as tons of painfully hot fart fumes exploded from her gut. A massive cloud of thick, brown hyper-gas escaped out of the leg holes of her panties and floated up around her. Sakuya choked as her monster gas invaded her lungs. Of course, this was what Sakuya did most nights anyway. She would often sit at the edge of her bed and rip thousands of hours of gas, forcing herself to smell it and indulging in her wonderful, feminine scent. But the gas Patchouli had given her was utterly foul, much worse than anything Sakuya had ever made. “What's the matter, fart bitch?” Remilia teased, “Can't stand the fuckin' rips you're making? I thought you loved giving off huge, loud bitch rips? I know you do 'cause I can hear you moan every time you cut a really dirty one. Hehe...or maybe you're jackin' off to my farts, huh? Is that it, Sakuya? I bet you stop time every time me and Patchy let one. I bet you sneak up our little asses and try and get a big whiff, huh?” Remilia winked at Patchouli. Patchouli cracked a wry smile and began to cast another spell on both of them. Their tummies began to rumble. “Here, if you like sniffin' what I got inside me,” Remilia came up to Sakuya and turned, sticking her tiny ass in Sakuya's face. She stuck Sakuya's head underneath her skirt and made sure to clasp the fabric tightly so Sakuya would be forced right up into her asscheeks. Sakuya's nose and mouth made contact with Remilia's delicate asshole, covered by her bloomers. Remilia closed her eyes and grunted. “Hrnnn...PRRRRRRNNNTTTT...aahh...how's that, Sakuya? Hnnn...BBBLLLLLAAAAPPPP...aahn...how's it feel now that I've got big, rotten hyper-farts? Bet you're totally creaming from smellin' this shit...hnn...BBRRRRMMMPPP...” Sakuya's eyes watered and she choked back a surge of vomit after being hit with Remilia's potent tummy fumes. Though she had, of course, stopped time to smell Remilia's dainty little girl farts before, she wasn't prepared for this much gas. Remilia's bad stinkers filled up her bloomers, puffing them out with severe hyper-gas. “Arrghh...Mm...Mistress Remiliaaa....”moaned Hong, still pumping loads of turds into her now-completely filled trousers, “I can't stop s...shittting...H...help...” Hong's oversized turds had filled her pants so much that they bulge out awkwardly, as if she was wearing a huge diaper underneath. Long, sticky ropes of shit slowly pumped out of Hong's pants and now she stood in a two-foot tall mound of her own crap. Her feet were buried and pieces of rotten, gooey turds were strewn about the grass around her. The stench of months of defecation was overpowering. Patchouli bit her lip and helplessly cut a massive hyper-fart, which flowed deliciously between her legs and out from her fluttering nightgown. Patchouli had never given herself hyper-rips before but she had certainly experimented on Koakuma before trying out the spell. Now she was beginning to like the powerful feeling of intense gas. “BBRRRRRRUUMMMPPP...aah...damn that feels good,” She said, indulging in another mammoth gas blast, “Uhnnng...I feel like dumping this shit on someone...” Patchouli noticed Meiling's plight and softly glided over to her. “You'll do,” she said, “Take this!” Patchouli floated up to Meiling's head height and pressed the Chinese girl's face into her plump ass. Patchouli grunted again and let go, shitting out a terrible, eighteen-second long hyper-fart that blew Meiling's hat off and hair back. “Aaaagh...fuck that feels good. Ok, Hong. I'll dispel Sakuya's time-manipulation. Uhnng...but then I've gotta start dumping this shit hard. Mmm...right in your fucking face...”

Chapter 0 - Eirin's Experiment

“Pleeeease Eirin! No more! [sob] I...uhnggh...I've been farting all day! Hnnn...this really hurts...” Reisen pleaded to her mistress. Lady Eirin had her bunny bitch seated in reverse on a chair, her hands bound at the wrist and fixed to the seat back. Her round bubble butt hung off the edge; her sore, abused asshole and throbbing red pussy completely exposed underneath her skirt. In this humiliating position, Reisen was totally spread open and could not possibly keep her cunt or asshole shut. Her fat, gaping anus winked open and shut momentarily before blowing out a brutal, gut-wrenching fart. “Mmm,” went Lady Eirin, savoring the bad bunny gas Reisen ripped, “Come now, Reisen. I know I can get you louder than that. I think you just need some more injections.” Eirin strode over to a table holding various medicinal equipment, including an extra large enema syringe and smaller needles for subcutaneous injections. Her wide, voluptuous ass swayed back and forth beneath her red and blue dress. Approaching the table, Eirin braced herself against it and grunted. “Rrrghh...PPPPPRRRRAAAAAAPPP...unnngh yesss!” Eirin drooled through gritted teeth as she cut a huge, loud and extremely pleasurable fart out of her big ass. She spontaneously orgasmed from her massive bitch rip, a thick load of cream bubbled from her sloppy pussy and sprayed against her thighs and the back of her dress. It had all started a few evenings ago when Tewi had decided to pull a naughty prank on Lady Eirin. Each night, Eirin would take a few pills meant to supplement the powers of her longevity. Knowing this, Tewi had crept into Lady Eirin's quarters and swapped her medicine for other, similar looking pills. Tewi had had no idea what she was grabbing from Eirin's supply cabinet and besides Eirin was immortal anyway. What was the worst that could happen, she thought? Swapping out the pills, Tewi slinked away to an adjacent room, poked a hole in the paper wall and eagerly waited for Eirin. Lady Eirin unknowingly swallowed the trick medicine, too stuck in her routine to spot the swap. In moments, Lady Eirin grimaced and began to feel very sick. Eirin moaned and clutched her stomach. She felt terribly heavy and nauseous. Her asshole began to instinctively clench as she experienced the sinking feeling of desperately needing to dump. Eirin's stomach gurgled loudly and the mature, white-haired woman began to pass gas. Tewi couldn't help but giggle as she heard Eirin break wind. This was better than she could have hoped for! Lady Eirin was far too elegant to ever pass gas in front of anyone. Listening to her groan as she started uncontrollably chain-farting was like a dream come true. Finally that snooty bitch was loosening up a little, thought Tewi. But soon Eirin's gas grew louder and longer. After chain-farting a few times, Eirin fell to her knees; her fat ass sticking straight out. Eirin grunted in utter agony as she began to pass an incredibly long, rattling mega-fart. Tewi gasped in surprise. She hadn't expected Eirin to pass that much gas. Eirin writhed and groaned on her hands and knees as her fat, puckered asshole was brutally raped by her gigantic flatulence. The snow-haired doctor panted like she was giving birth as her inhuman mega-rip grew longer and longer. Five seconds...ten seconds...a minute. Finally, after nearly six minutes, Eirin's massive flatulence cut off after pumping loads of awful, rotten fart fumes into the room. The smell of Eirin's huge gas bomb easily reached Tewi in the other room. The tiny bunny girl immediately gagged on Eirin's digusting, inhuman fart. It was tremendously rotten and only smelled worse as it continued to spread out from Eirin's plump ass. At the end of her mighty leak, Eirin's eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out in orgasmic relief. Her pussy began to piss out her girl cream, spurting it out in big, thick jets that coated her cunt lips, legs, dress, and even the heels of her feet. Instinctively, Eirin's hands lifted up her stained skirt, slid off her panties, and thrust themselves into her gushing pussy. Eirin couldn't believe how wet she had gotten from her enormous release. That is, if her dirty mega-fart hadn't completely brain-fucked her. “Ugggh...pussy...feel...uhgg...gooood...” slurred Eirin. She easily slipped four fingers into her spasming cunt and began to slosh huge gobs of juicy cum cream out. Her hands were slick and shiny and the floor quickly became covered in a big puddle of Eirin's girl goo. Incredibly turned on, the voyeuristic Tewi also began to frig herself through her musky, cunt-soaked bloomers. She bit her knuckle to keep from screaming as she jacked off a big, sloppy twat-gasm of her own. She hoped to herself that Eirin had more gas to let out. Eirin, meanwhile, squatted and stretched her big asshole out, trying to dump some more bombs. She forced hard, which caused her to squirt a nice piss stream loudly onto the soaked wood floor. Feeling relaxed from her big piss, Eirin sighed and let off another wet, monster fart. “PPPLLLBBBBBBUUUUURRNFFFFF...aauggh...” went Eirin as a massive bubble of gas burst from inside her. Her wet, nasty mega-fart rumbled sickeningly out of her; filling the room with another round of absolutely putrid gut gas. Eirin leaked again and again, each of her thick mega-rips lasting for minutes on end. From the other room, Tewi thrashed about as her hand went wild on her sensitive clitty. She hid her face in the folds of her dress as she creamed hard. Listening to Eirin pass brutal gas like that was deeply arousing to the little bunny slut. She even managed to cut a few of her own tiny little rips from her petite, fuckable butt. Eirin eventually came down off her cum high and regained her senses. She panted, completely out of breath: light headed from the many wet, gushing orgasms she brought herself to. Shaking herself out of her daze, her genius intellect quickly deduced what had happened and who to blame. Eirin, rising and pulling down her dirty dress, stormed out and swung open the door to the room in which Tewi was hiding. Tewi looked up at the voluptuous doctor, her buck teeth gnawing the edge of her dress and her drenched bloomers wrapped about her ankles. Eirin knew exactly the kind of punishment she wanted to inflict on that rabbit whore. Tewi squeaked as Eirin caught her by the wrist and dragged her up from the floor. Her tight bunny twat throbbed a deep red and each step Eirin forced her to take back to her quarters made her wince. “So you thought it'd be funny to swap my medicine, huh?” scolded Eirin, wagging a finger at Tewi, “Well, I should be furious with you, Tewi...but the truth is...that got me off really hard. In fact, I want to do it again. And you are going to help me.” Eirin smiled and went to her medicine cabinet. “Well, let's see,” she said, pressing her finger to her lips,” What made that happen? Hmm...whatever! I'll just shove stuff down that bitch's throat and see what works!” Eirin collected a handful of pills and came up to Tewi. She roughly snatched the young bunny girl's tousled hair and jerked her neck back. “Open up, slut!” shouted Eirin. Quivering, Tewi complied. “There! Now...swallow!” Eirin rubbed Tewi's throat hard, forcing her to swallow. “Ack! [cough] Gah...” went Tewi. She quickly felt something terrible brewing inside of her. “[cough] Uhgg...m...Miss Eirin...I...guuuhh...ppfffffFFFFFRRRNNNTT...aaaggh!” Tewi lifted her bunny butt up and cut a nasty, smelly fart. The scent of Tewi's gas wafted up to her nose and made her cringe. It was absolutely horrible, easily worse than Eirin's. “[sniff] [sniff] Uggh...that smells disgusting, you stupid bunny bitch!” Eirin taunted, “[sniff] Uggh...I can't believe you made that. Uhnn...let's see. If those got you to stink really bad...” Eirin snatched some more pills and forced them down Tewi's throat. Tears welled up in Tewi's eyes as she struggled not to gag. “Good! That's right, bitch! Swallow that shit! I'm going to get you to gas hard! We're gonna make that little fuck-me ass of yours rip like crazy.” Tewi clenched her teeth as she felt her tiny stomach begin to swell and inflate with terrible, putrid mega-gas. Tewi groaned and began to cut a sick leak that streamed out of her asshole painfully. Tewi's gas was agonizingly hot and smelly, but it wasn't nearly as loud as the bombs Eirin had let off. “Uhhg...that's fuckin' sick you smelly whore! [sniff] Grrr! I want you bigger though! Here!” Eirin said, grabbing more medicine, “Take it!” Tewi could feel her asshole give way. She grimaced and finally cut a gigantic, gassy fart. “Hrnn...bbbBBBBBRRRRRRUUUMMPPP...ugghhh!” Tewi trembled. Her body shook as she passed a fart way too big for a girl her size. “Eeek! Aagh...M...mistress Eirinnn...hnnn...these farts are too big for me...PPUURRRRRRRNNNT...gaahh! Oh nooo...uhhnng...I'm so full...aagh...I can't...hold these in anymore, Mistress Eirin!” Tewi scrunched her face and helpless cut a deep, potent fart. It was very loud, much bigger than her little body was able to handle. Tewi's huge, gassy release was followed by another. And another. Until Tewi finally started letting out massive hyper-rips that totally blew her asshole wide open. “Yeah, that's right! Get those big rips out of you! Fuck, that's some big gas you're blowing. Mmm...let's get me all big and bloated too. Mmm...bet you can't wait, huh? Bet you loved hearing me rip like a whore, huh? I never knew you were such a gassy little fuck-slut, Tewi!” Eirin, who had made a thorough mental record of all the medicine she had administered so far, quickly consumed the same sequence of medicine she had given to Tewi. Eirin beamed as she felt it work immediately, changing her body and growing her gas. Eirin turned and plopped her big, wide ass in Tewi's lap. Tewi had a worried look on her face as she looked down at Eirin's giant cheeks underneath the thin fabric of her dress. Eirin closed her eyes and pushed out a mighty fart rip onto Tewi. Tewi was forced to smell Eirin's foul, mature mega-gas as it passed out of her gut, through the fabric of the dress, and up into her nostrils. Tewi hacked and coughed, nearly suffocated by the obnoxious scent. What's more, each cough forced her to rip another big, rumbling fart of her own. The smell of Eirin's wretched tummy fumes were just as bad as Tewi's own raunchy mega-farts. The two girls were blasting each other with tons of brutal hyper-gas as neither could keep themselves from ripping big ones at each little movement. “Uggh...yeahhh...fuck these farts are so huge! Uhnn...but they're not making me cream like before. Hmm...let's try this...” Eirin retrieved some powerful aphrodisiac from the cabinet, leaving Tewi stuck sitting on the bed. Tewi was completely paralyzed by her intense gas blasts; she couldn't move at all. All she could do was brace herself on the bed and rip agonizing mega-leaks like crazy. Tewi pouted and cried as her cute little ass continued to blow horrible monster farts without end. Eirin gulped down the aphrodisiac. She wasn't expecting it to interact with the other medicine she had taken. But the fact of the matter was that the aphrodisiac had a powerful effect on her gas production. Eirin's eyes widened in surprise as she was caught off-guard. Her pupils dilated and her juicy pink nipples grew into two fat tit-cocks. Eirin bent over and ripped another tremendously long hyper-fart, causing her to instantly cum hard. Excitedly, Eirin swallowed more of the aphrodisiac, excited to find out just how gassy and creamy it could make her. Eirin again fell to her knees, her hands keeping her propped up vertically. She arched her back and began to pass nearly deafening gas. Tewi couldn't believe how loud Eirin had made her rips. The long-haired woman was blowing out booming hyper-farts, which exploded from her swollen asshole like peals of thunder. A mammoth gusher of pussy juice shot from Eirin's distended cunthole. Eirin moaned loudly, but her womanly cries were overcome by her tremendous flatulence. Since then, Eirin had got all of Eientei addicted to hyper-farting and anal play. Princess Kaguya was excited by the novelty of this lewd prospect and commanded Lady Eirin to perfect the medicine. To that end, Eirin co-opted Reisen to use as a test subject. Though Reisen had reservations on being experimented on in this way, she too had gotten into hyper-farting. After all, since everyone else at Eientei was now hyper-gassing constantly, there was little reason for her not to join in the fun too. At first, she had been quite demure about it and would run off to her room to play with her gas. But soon she had grown accustomed to shamelessly letting off big rips in front of Eirin, Kaguya, and Tewi; all of whom hyper-farted in front of her too. Princess Kaguya especially looked so heavenly passing big, beautiful mega-rips that were befitting of her station and power. She had even gotten used to Tewi's incredibly bad flatulence, as her farts were easily the worst-smelling, and would often find herself mesmerized by Tewi's putrid scent. Eirin had given Reisen injections of the hyper-farting medicine in the hopes of finding a way to increase the intensity. The girls had all decided that the louder, thundering hyper-rips felt the best and Eirin now was attempting to prolong them. Eirin hummed to herself as she prepared a new formula, all the while casually letting out loud farts and wiggling her hips from side to side. “Alright, Reisen,” said Eirin, tapping the syringe, “Here we go. This ought'a get you blowing!” Eirin came around behind Reisen's exposed ass cheeks and slapped them, leaving a big red mark on Reisen's delicate white skin. Reisen cried out in pain and accidentally cut another dirty rip. Soon, she felt the hot sting of the needle poking into her butt. “Well?” asked Eirin a few moments after the injection, “Feel like giving me some nice, long rips?” “Hrrgh...yes Mistress Eirin...uhnnn...augh! I gotta fart reeeally bad!” Drool cascaded from Reisen's chin as her pretty mouth hung wide open in lust. Reisen was salivating at thrill of growing big farts and loosing control. The bunny slut clenched her fists and pushed out a sickening, earth-shattering hyper-fart from her dilated asshole. “MMM! That sounds so fucking hot, Reisen!” moaned Eirin, crouching down and sticking her head in Reisen's hot, gassy stream. She could feel Reisen's monster bitch-fart blow across her face and rape her sense of smell. Reisen's exposed cunt throbbed with need and began to pump out large quantities of slut cream, slopping out of her juicy hole and down onto the floor like a waterfall. “Oooooh! This feels soooo good, Mistress!” cried Reisen as her minute-long hyper fart continued to blow out of her body. “Mmm, good! But we can't have you blowing all that big, beautiful bitch gas out just yet...” Eirin said. Eirin got up and selected a huge, meaty anal plug from the table. She brought it underneath Reisen's foutain of hyper-cum, soaking it thoroughly in the bunny girl's delicious juice. Reisen was caught by surprise as Eirin shoved the enormous plug up her farting hole. “Ack! M...Mistress! What are you doing! Noooo! I...I'm still...ugggh...farting...” Reisen pleaded as Eirin plugged her asshole shut; Reisen's hyper fumes curling around the plug before being stopped up completely. “Ooh, bet that's driving you nuts, huh?” teased Eirin. “Don't worry, I'll pull it out...after I give you some more bad gas.” “Nn...noooo...Mistress, please...uggh....I...gotta...unnn...fart soooo bad...” Reisen's sobbing fell on deaf ears as Eirin made her way back to the table and prepared another, slightly different injection. “You know, I've been pumping these into your ass for a while,” she said, stepping in front of Reisen's burning red face. “Let's see what happens when I stick this in those titties.” Eirin unbuttoned Reisen's shirt and exposed her little tits. No bigger than a B cup, Reisen's breasts lightly brushed against the back of the chair. Eirin stuck two needles into the very sensitive underside of both of Reisen's tits, slightly below and behind her nipples. Reisen screeched in pain and clenched her asshole tightly around the big butt plug. “Haahh...haaah...” Reisen panted as she felt the fluid flow from the syringes. Finally, Eirin was finished and slowly she produced the needles from Reisen's sore tit flesh. Suddenly, Reisen felt as if her breasts were on fire. Her nipples became painfully swollen...and then started to grow. Her tiny tits started to swell, growing fatter and longer. Eirin raised an eyebrow as she watched the transformation. She was pleasantly surprised to have found what was apparently a breast enlargement serum. Reisen's tits continued to grow. They inflated through two openings in the metal framework that comprised the back of the seat; her burgeoning flesh squishing against the cold, rough iron. Her nipples were massively elongated. They continued to grow and protrude, sticking out nearly two feet in length. They felt heavy and hard like two gigantic cocks coming out of her banana-shaped breasts. “Oh nooo...Eirinnn...aaagh...my tits...they're sooo big...uggh...” Eirin gently caressed and squeezed Reisen's cock-like hyper-nipples, eliciting pants and moans from the gassy bunny girl. Reisen's hyper-nipples were easily as thick as meaty cocks and their tips puckered inward like cockholes. Eirin daintily fingered the deep indentations, causing Reisen to thrash and scream. It was making Reisen hyper-cum more and more: gallons of girl slop burst from her fat bunny pussy. “AAGH! Eirinnnn...EEEK! I...I think...mm...my nipples are...” Reisen uttered weakly. Eirin continued to silently play with Reisen's massive tit-cocks, squeezing them tightly and jacking them off. “Oh nooo...oh nooo...aaahh...they're going too...AAAGGH!” Without warning, a surge of milk bubbled up through Reisen's nipples. Eirin could feel it ripple through her hands before it escaped out the ends of Reisen's cock-nipples in a long, agonizing stream. “Uaagh...oh nooo...Mistress Eirinnnn...uhgg...my tits are...UHNNN!” Reisin's long, pink tit-cocks gurgled sickeningly as another huge wave of bitch milk burst from her areolae. “Arrggghhh! It's...like they're pissing...ahgg...there's way too much inside!” Despite the two milk fountains pouring from her soaking wet tits, Reisen's output was so great that even her auto-lactation could not express it fast enough. Slowly, her titanic mega-tits fattened and drooped, heavy with the weight of the gallons of milk accumulating within them. Reisen's breast flesh looked like a dam about to burst. “UWWAAA! Puhhhleeeease milk me, Eirin!I've gotta lactate so bad! Squeeze it out! Please!” “Incredible!” exclaimed Eirin, “I can't believe it! I...I've got to try this out!” Eirin got up and rushed to the table, preparing two injections for herself. Without wasting time, Eirin unbuttoned the top of her dress and drove the needles into either side of her cleavage. The pain was intense, but Eirin's pussy throbbed needfully as her already well-developed breasts began to swell and expand. Eirin braced herself against the table as her massive tits threatened to break through her bra and dress. She could feel her nipples growing into painfully large hyper-cocks. They were bent down, crushed by the cups of her bra, which steadily tightened as the mass of her tit-flesh rapidly increased. “Uhhh..RRRGHGHH!” groaned Eirin as her enormous hyper-nipples finally stretched the fabric of her bra to breaking. The buttons of her dress snapped off revealing her two now-oversized hyper-tits which hung like two swollen gourds from her heaving chest. Eirin began to jack off her thumping hyper-nipples, teasing the tips with her fingers. She brutally squeezed her enormous tit flesh with her hand and emitted a disgusting, rancid fart from her sweaty ass. “Ugghhhh...yesss...my tits are so full...oooh...PPPRRAAAPPPP...uhnnn...every time I squeeze them they fart...uggh I can't believe it...” “Eirinnn! Please squeeze me too! Aahnn...noo...they're farting...” Reisen clenched her teeth as her tits began to rip gigantic, obnoxious hyper-farts. Each time her fat breasts farted, her hyper-nipples bobbed up and down from the force of her gas. The feeling was indescribable and completely warped her brain. “Ggaaaahh...my tits are fartingggg...” Meanwhile, Eirin had stuck one of her giant hyper-nipples into her mouth, fellating it like a big, farting dick. Her eyes rolled back as she desperately swallowed the insane hyper-farts blowing down her throat. Eirin choked and gagged on her awful breast gas, unable to suckle her cock-tits any longer. “Aaahnn...yes this is incredible! Princess Kaguya is going to love this...PRRRRNNTTTTT...aagh...I think I'm gonna like giving her nice, fat hyper-farting tits.” “Oh no! Mistress Eirin...my breasts...are...cummmminnnggg!” Reisen thrashed in her bindings, beating her fists against the sides of the chair as her whole chest was rocked with an enormous orgasm. Gallons of fem-cum began to pour from her huge hyper-tits, occasionally being messily queefed out by her gassy tit farts. “Mmm...looks like you need a good milking, Reisen,” said Eirin, returning to her position in front of the bunny girl. Eirin began to coax and massage Reisens girl gas and girl cum from her sloshing breasts. She took one of Reisen's meaty tits in both her hands and squeezed, causing a jet of gassy girl cum to spit out from her nipple. “Gyyyaaaggghhh!” went Reisen, as every time Eirin squeezed her fat bitch tits she cut a deep, brutal hyper-rip and squirted more slut cream out. Eirin milked herself as well, pulling one of her foot-long hyper nipples down and squeezing out tons of gas and pussy juice. “Mmmm...mistress...I...I gotta fart sooo bad...” “Hmm? But Reisen, you're already ripping so much,” Eirin said, grinning, “Or do you mean to tell me you have another slutty, gassy hole that wants to blow?” “Ugggh...yessss...pp...please...” “Please what?” “Rrrghh...pp...please mistress Eirin...uhngg...please let Reisen fart...please let her fart from her asshole. Mistress plugged Reisen up and now Reisen's got big farts inside her...” Reisen shuddered as she stooped to talking like a submissive slut. She knew Eirin loved it. “Oh?! How big?” “Uhnng...soooo big...I...uhhg...think I'm gonna blow really hard...it's gonna be sooo loud...” “Ooh! In that case,” cooed Erin, getting up and coming around to Reisen's butt plug. She teasingly ran her fingers along its surface and around Reisen's aching anal ring. “I guess I'll pull this big...bad...butt plug out and let Reisen make her biiig fart.” “YES! Oooh! Yes pleeease mistress! I've gotta fart sooo hard!” Eirin's hands lingered around the end of the plug. Reisen moaned for release as her tits leaked tremendous loads of gas and cum. “Umm...but first! I never injected your pussy!” said Eirin, leaving the bunny to her torture a little longer. Reisen groaned, going absolutely mad for relief. Her red eyes glowed as they rolled back in her head. Eirin prepared one final injection and brought the syringe down to Reisen's puffy pussy lips. Reisen had already creamed a humongous puddle of potent, sticky girl cum all over the floor and chair and Eirin was sure there was going to be an even bigger mess in a few moments. Without warning, Eirin plunged the syringe into Reisen's labia. Reisen screamed in agony, the pain of the injection driving her over the edge. Her body began to convulse out of control. Piss shot from her dilated urethra, mixing with the other mighty stream issuing from her gaping vulva. Reisen shook her head violently back and forth, flinging her light purple hair to and fro. Her crinkly ears beat against one another as she shook and uttered guttural moans. Barely hanging on to consciousness, Reisen felt her cunt lips start to burn and expand, just as her tits did. “Heehee, just as I thought!” Eirin cheered, “Mmm, once your nasty rabbit slit gets all big and gassy, I think I'll finally let you rip that shit you've got stuffed up your fucking ass.” Reisen roared in pain, her cunt swelling and throbbing and somehow gushing even more delectable pussy piss. Her pussy grew to an immense size, swelling and puffing out from her crotch. She could feel her huge lips beat against her inner thighs and she was forced to spread her legs even wider to accommodate her massive hyper-pussy. “Damn, I could stick my whole fucking head up your huge pussy hole. Fuck, your pussy looks so good...” Eirin squatted and rubbed her soft face up and down Reisen's dimpled hyper-lips. A huge torrent of never-ending girl cum gushed from her massive, pink folds and slathered Eirin's chin, neck and hyper-tits. Eirin buried her face in Reisen's fat cunt, savoring the bunny bitch's smelly fuck-me cream. Reisen could feel her vaginal walls start to clench. “Ugghhh...haaah...Eirinn...uggh...I'm...I'm gonna fucking queef...” Reisen bit her lip as she felt her pussy about to fart hard, “Hrrrunnnn...PPPPBBBLLRRRRRRRRTTTTTT...” Reisen blasted an enormous, minute-long queef out of her slobbering cunt, spraying thick gouts of hyper-cum all over Eirin. “Yeah! Do it! Pussy-fart that shit out hard! Mmm! Fucking hose me! Yesss! Make that fat fucking pussy queef!” Reisen started letting out disgusting, rattling hyper-queefs one after another; groaning as each one burbled out from her gigantic, oversized pussy. She couldn't help getting really into it, despite her fatigue. Each massive queef she ripped tortured her oversized clit and it felt good ridding her gasping cunt walls of all of her thick hyper-cum. Reisen pushed herself into it with every burst; as best she could whilst tied to the chair. Yet each time her monster cunt ripped a big hyper-queef, her overgrown mammaries throbbed and released huge gouts of potent milk. But Reisen had even adjusted to the unique sensation and gradually she started grunting and tit-pissing like the brain-dead animal she was: grinning and baring her buck teeth while her eyes shown a ferocious red. Eirin, meanwhile, tugged on her own long hyper-nipples, milking her bursting breasts of their copious supply. Her massive nipples stuck out stiffly, just begging to fuck some slut's juicing cunt meat. Eirin couldn't hold back any longer: Reisen's swollen hyper-pussy looked so soft and tantalizing. With a guttural moan, Eirin began to stuff her tremendous tit-prick inside Reisen's slobbering bitch meat. Reisen got off hard on the sensation of fullness she felt within her deep, dripping cunt walls; mad with lust, her mind dissolved by the force her gigantic queef blasts. Eirin felt her arm-length nipple being squeezed in, inhaled by Reisen's farting cunt. Eirin released some of her own abominable gas too, sighing as she released the intense pressure in her stomach. Reisin's pussy milked Eirin's nipple like a hungry child, causing her womb to fill up with warm, soothing milk. But Reisin's womb continued to expand painfully as Eirin ripped gigantic, minute-long farts into it. Coupled with the injection Eirin had already administered to that region, Reisin was now in excruciating pain; the walls of her uterus pushing outward and making her look extremely gravid. “Uggh...now I want a big pussy too...” moaned Eirin, feeling her meaty fuck lips pulse with desire. Jealous of Reisen's giant, mutated labia, Eirin retrieved another injection and directed the contents into her tight slit. Her heart beat heavier as it desperately tried to provide blood to her rapidly swelling cunny. Eirin stood up and popped her sloshing hyper-tits out of Reisen as her legs were forced apart by her growing labia. Her juicy, bright pink slit thrummed against the fabric of her panties. Eirin's pussy suddenly started growing out of control, swallowing up the fabric of her panties and wedging up between her lips painfully. Finally, as the weight of her cunt grew wildly, Eirin's panties snapped and her thick cunt flesh spilled out between her thighs. “UHNNNN...s...so massive...” Eirin fell to her hands and knees, the weight of her hyper-breasts and pussy too much for her to support. Her gigantic, flabby tits smashed against the wood floor, sending shockwaves of utter pain through her bosom. Eirin's meaty pussy swelled underneath the fabric of her dress. Her cunt lips pulsated visibly, drooling thick gobs of sticky girl-slime that ran down her dimpled lips and the backs of her thighs. Eirin reached behind herself and pulled back her ruined dress, feeling the cool night air caress her piping hot mega-slit. The size of her tremendous hyper-cunt forced Eirin's asshole open, which made her start to rip helplessly, stuck immobile on the hard floor with her fat ass sticking straight out. Huge, churning gouts of loud fart gas thundered out of her. It was too much for the poor moon doctor. Drooling, she sloshed her hands around inside the thick, swollen pink fold of her monstrous cunt. She spread her drizzling cunt walls and groaned hard as she made a tortuous, minute-long hyper-queef. Eirin tried to get upright but ended up on her knees, smashing her tender mega-cunt underneath her weight. Tears streamed from her eyes as she couldn't help but hyper-queef in that position. Her massive pussy farts tickled and teased her hot, fat clit. It was enough to make her utterly lose control. Finally, the pressure on Reisin's cervix was too much for her to bare. A monstrous, wretched hyper-queef erupted from deep within her; causing her vaginal walls and labia to flutter wildly. Reisin's eyes of madness shot out hot pink beams of light as she screamed a truly feral scream; lost, as she was, to her inhuman gas. She clenched her fists and roared, splattering everything around her; her now three-feet long hyper-nipples producing twin fountains of fart-laced milk; her obscenely huge pussy blasting nasty wet gobs of girl slime out in a huge spray. Eirin shook herself from her intense hyper-queefing long enough to observe Reisin's incredible display. “To think: we could all be doing that! Princess Kaguya...Tewi...all of us! Utterly losing ourselves to this perversion!” Eirin's massive pussy clenched as she pictured herself injecting Kaguya with this perfect drug: having Lady Kaguya's dainty breasts rip through her kimono and turn into two gigantic lactating and farting machines as her tongue would loll out of her mouth; her mind totally gone. Struggling to get up, Eirin made her way over to Reisin, who had now almost shouted herself hoarse. She was about to unplug Reisin's asshole and allow her to rip what would no doubt be the biggest, longest and most intense hyper-fart either of them had ever experienced. Her heart pounded in her chest as she slowly pulled the buttplug out of Reisin's ass.

Chapter 1 - Intense Interrogation

Leia awoke on the bench in her lonely containment cell, a prisoner being held in the detention block of the Death Star, the Empire's latest weapon of destruction. The time spent in the sterile cell made it difficult to remember how long it had been since the Tantive IV. Nevertheless, she remained hopeful that the Rebel Alliance would send a team to free her from the imperial clutches. If she were to find a way back to Yavin, these past few days would be beneficial for the Alliance. She would be able to relay everything she had learned about the station and hopefully they would devise a plan to destroy it.  Lost in her own thoughts, she did not hear the door to her cell open as an imperial officer flanked by two Stormtrooper guards entered. She had dealt with them multiple times over the past few days as they made their way through the detention block to perform their daily inspections.  She turned her head to address them, “To what do I owe the pleasure this time?”  The officer refused to humor her, her face stuck in a constant scowl. Leia observed the beauty of her face, her brown eyes and crimson lips contrasted against her jet black hair tied in a bun under her imperial cap. Although her stuffy imperial uniform did her no favors, Leia noted the officer's lithe figure hidden beneath. Her plump breasts and wide hips highlighted her body. Leia had to admit that the officer was a very attractive woman.  The officer responded, “Prisoner B-1862, Leia Organa of Alderaan, I have news to report to you.”  Leia’s eyebrow raised in response, the officer continued, “You continue to hold onto the information we require despite our many methods of torture. If you still continue to refuse informing us of the location of the secret rebel base, we will have no choice but to put you through our more extreme forms of torture .”  Leia gave the officer a puzzled look. “What do you mean ‘more extreme’?” the princess asked.  “For your sake I hope you don’t find out. Do note that you will be freed and returned home if you relinquish that information to us. Now do we have a deal?” the officer calmly stated.  Leia’s heart sank, as much as she would love to return home, she could not tell them, she knew how important the Rebellion was in inspiring hope to the people of the galaxy. The Rebellion showed people that by standing together, they could indeed stand up to the might of the empire.  “N-no! I refuse to give up on the Alliance. I would rather die than betray them! There must be some other way!”  The officer, annoyed at the princess’s stubbornness, only rolled her eyes in response.  But the officer began to laugh, which made Leia even more uncomfortable, “You foolish girl, you’re in no position to negotiate the terms. We’ll get that information even if we must use force. You’ll remain here and suffer until you inevitably break, you have my word!”  The officer turned and addressed the guards with her, “As I promised, she’s all yours. Do with her as you see fit.”  One of the guards nodded and with a huff the officer marched out the door, leaving Leia alone with the two guards. The two guards in front of her watched her closely, their expressionless helmeted eyes scanned every detail of her body. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but she had a bad feeling about it. As soon as the door closed, she got her answer as the guards immediately reached out and grabbed a hold of her body. One trooper grabbed her breasts, groping her perky tits with his large, strong hands. The other reached down to get a hold of her ample ass, his fingers massaging it through her thin, white gown. She desperately tried to push them away while she yelled, “How dare you put your hands on me! Unhand me at once!”  Holding her arms back, the trooper that was tending to her ass, yanked her down onto her knees. Leia looked down at the floor and could feel her face heating up, her emotions a mixture of shame and anger. When she looked out, she was terrified of what she saw. The trooper before her was reaching at this crotch in an attempt to free his cock from beneath his armor. After he finally freed it Leia could only stare, he was above average (maybe about 8 or 9 inches, from what she could tell) and the hint of precum on the tip showed how aroused the sight of the princess had made him.  As the princess of Alderaan, she was not permitted to have any romantic relationships. She remembered back to the time when she had kissed a boy in secret, but nothing came close to what she was experiencing now. Her face turned a deeper red at the feeling of shame, embarrassed that these two brutes would be her first sexual encounter.  The trooper reached down and grabbed onto Leia’s hair, using her buns as makeshift handles. He guided her mouth to his tip, trying to force his way in, but she fought back to prevent it. Without words he forcefully pulled on her hair, as she gasped at the sharp pain he found the opening he needed to drive his cock into her mouth. He drove his cock as far down her throat as he could reach, Leia could only gag on his rod while tears began to well up in her eyes. He started to pull out of her, giving her a chance to catch her breath, before once again forcing himself as deep as possible. She thought she heard him groan as he continued to roughly fuck her mouth.  The other guard kneeled down behind her and with one hand grabbed at her dress as he tore parts of it away, leaving her in the tattered outfit that did nothing to hide her soft, petite body. He reached around her and grabbed one of her tits while the other continued to fuck her mouth. He felt around her and placed her nipple between his fingers and began to play with it. She was surprised by the pleasure this caused and felt herself softly moan as she slobbered all over the cock in her mouth.  She could tell he was starting to get restless as she could feel him rut against her while he played with her breast. With his other hand he gripped at the remaining fabric of her gown and ripped it apart, tossing it to the floor. Her white, lacy panties were the only piece of clothing that remained, the last barrier hiding her womanhood from these animals.  He released her tits, trying to hastily remove the codpiece of his armor and free his cock. Leia knew what he planned to do, closing her eyes she hoped this was just a nightmare. Yes! A nightmare and she would wake up back in her personal quarters on the Tantive, but deep down she knew what was happening to her wasn’t a dream. The eager trooper pulled her panties to the side, unveiling her royal cunt and the small tuft of hair underneath.  She quickly removed the cock from her mouth and turned to face the other guard, she begged “N-no, Please! Anything but that, I beg you!” She felt a quick slap on her cheek and for the first time since they arrived, one of the troopers spoke, “Hey! Who told you to stop, slut!” While one trooper gripped her hair to get her back on his cock, the other rubbed his cock up and down her wet slit. No longer able to bear it, he slammed into her with one quick thrust, sheathing himself in her as far as possible. Her warm walls constricted around him, the tightness of her pussy gave him an incredible new feeling of pleasure. More tears streamed down her face smearing her makeup and mixed with the spit that dripped from her mouth as she was brutally facefucked. She could no longer attempt to hide the shame of being defiled by these imperial monsters, she could only cry as they continued. Between some of his brutish grunts, her rapist spoke, “Fuck, this bitch is so tight! If this is how good a royal’s pussy feels, I don't think I can go back to those common cheap whores!” He thrusted harder and harder, as the warmth of her cunt invited him to reach deeper. His hands grabbed her ass to brace himself with each push, mindlessly fucking her as if he were a wild animal. She yelped and he groaned at the feeling of his full balls as they constantly slammed against her clit in rhythm with his wild thrusts. He enjoyed the feeling of using the stuck up princess as he relieved all those months of punt up sexual frustration. He desperately wanted to release deep inside of her, to claim her (a princess no less) for himself, but he also wanted to prolong this experience and slowed his pace to regain some of his stamina. The spitroasted Leia could feel the men beginning to slow down, allowing her a break from the brutal fucking. She could feel some of her spit dripping onto and building up on her tits. The pool of saliva on her chest rolled down her tits as a puddle started to form on the floor beneath her. She tried to pull off of the cock that violated her pussy, but the guard grabbed her arm and kept her closely connected to him. To punish her for her disobedience he gave her another hard thrust as he buried his dick deep within and gave her a hard smack on her ass, leaving a stinging pain and a red mark on her flesh. She could only groan as the two men once again increased the intensity of their thrusts. With one arm held behind her back, she grabbed onto the thigh of the kneeling guard in front of her as she braced herself with each pump. As they continued to rape her, she could feel their pace start to falter and could feel their cocks beginning to throb within her. The man in front of her was the first to cum, he tightened his grip on her hair buns, as his cum filled her mouth. She immediately hated the taste and hoped that he would remove himself quickly and allow her to spit it out. A few more hard, deep thrusts was all that was needed for the guard behind her to finish. With his last thrust, he forced himself all the way in, getting as close to her cervix as he could. He released his warm cum inside her and stayed there to prevent any from leaking out of her hole, he mustered a few weak thrusts to force more and more of his seed into her young and fertile womb. As they both pulled out, some of their cum oozed out of her used holes. She scurried to a corner of the room and began spitting and coughing to get the cum out of her mouth. She inserted a finger into her cunt and weakly tried to scrape out as much cum as she could, an effort to remove the invading sperm inside her. She was fearful of the potential pregnancy, the thought of being raped and knocked up by imperials made her want to hide in shame. The trooper’s readied themselves to return to their post, leaving the disheveled princess in the corner as she desperately tried to hide herself. Before exiting, one turned back to face her, all he said was “Turns out you rebel bitches are good for something after all. Glory to the Empire, Rebel scum!”  As the door swooshed open, the two saw a line of other Stormtroopers forming outside of her cell and they knew she wasn’t done yet, in fact she was just getting started. Note: Chapter 1 has been reformatted and parts have been rewritten to better mesh with upcoming Chapter 2

Chapter 1 - Ashe's Night

The cold night around him made the young man’s skin prickle lightly under his coat, adjusting it from time to time even as he carried the bundle of books under his arm. It was well past curfew at Garreg Mach and Ashe had lost track of time in the library until it’s minder had quietly reminded him it was time to leave. He’d been caught up in a number of tomes his professor had recommended to him, tomes of gallantry and mystery, knights and heroes, all the sorts of things Ashe aspired to be and looked up to. There was nothing like the thrill of books like this in the world. Walking alone at night in the monastery should have been safe even if few patrols came through this particular area. There was a gazebo off to his side and a high wall beside him but Ashe thought nothing of it, too busy fussing with a book that was threatening to slip from the pile in his arms and off to the ground. He was trying to adjust his grip on it when footsteps rushed up towards him from the side and he whipped his head around to catch a fleeting glimpse of black clothes and dark hair before he was slammed into the wall… His books clattered to the ground and he opened his mouth to yell but the hand that clasped his throat was quicker, cutting his air off and silencing him save a loud, dry gasp into the night. Another hand pressed a blade into his back and Ashe snapped his mouth shut at the sensation of steel in his spine. The voice that came now was dry and low, deliberately disguised and with a dark lack of emotion behind it that made Robin’s skin rise again for entirely different reasons. “It will be over quickly if you do not resist. Scream and it will be the last thing you ever do.” Confusion ran through Ashe as he pondered those words, but then it turned into a cold sort of dread as the sword dipped away, the hand on his throat moving, and all at once his attacker’s focus changed. He felt those hands encircle his waist and grasp his belt to unclasp it in a deliberately slow, almost predatory way. The loop was tugged free of the metal prong and the leather drawn back in a way Ashe could feel it slither around his waist just off his skin… “Please, I don’t have anything for you to steal…” Ashe whispered, his voice catching as he closed his eyes. He somehow knew it didn’t matter, but it didn’t make it any easier to hear the reply the stranger made as his belt fell open and he felt his pants slacken slightly. Hands had already grasped the front of his trousers and were pulling them open, the hitch in Ashe’s breath growing. “That is not true. You have plenty I want to take.” and the voice was practically chuckling. He couldn’t see it, but he could feel the way the man leaned into him and Ashe quietly reached down to try and go for something, anything. A book or a stick or something to give him a way to escape. That was when Ashe’s hand was slammed into the stone wall by it’s wrist, a knee moving to his leg to pin him in place. His belt was yanked up and he felt it slide around one of his wrists, then the other, both pulled above his head and Ashe let out a grunt as he was pushed upwards on the wall until he felt the belt catch something. A protrusion of stone from the side of the wall, decorative but sturdy and supporting Ashe’s weight entirely… Newly helpless and at his attacker’s mercy, Ashe sucked in a breath as panic fluttered through his chest and he tested his legs slightly. He was only a few inches off the ground, but there were no footholds and no places to pull himself up on...Not that it mattered. The stranger had unbuckled his pants and in a smooth motion that had Ashe making another sound, his pants were yanked down to his ankles. The stranger pulled off him now and Ashe tried to turn his head, but the angle was too much. His stomach was pressed into the stone and he tested the bindings by twisting his wrists back and forth. No budge, and the stone did not move. There really was just no escape, and now he couldn’t even kick out if he wanted. His pants were restricting his ankles and bunched against his boots too heavily to get much momentum. Then a sound of something sliding against glass was heard, like a cork being removed from a bottle, and Ashe stiffened. A gooey, wet sound came from behind him and then a hand came around his waist. Ashe had been soft in the cool night air and with fear but the hand now grasped his cock and he squeezed his eyes closed as the sensation forced blood to it. He tried to twist out of it’s way, tried to pull back and swing away, but then another hand pressed into him from behind… Both were coated with something viscous and thick but also warm on his skin. The hand on his cock wrapped around the shaft and began to work it’s way from the head down to the base, three fingers grasping him as the thumb pressed into the head of it. The other hand was now working a finger into him from behind, pressing into his tight rear and past the puckered hole. Even with the lubrication it was still tight and the angle did not help either, eliciting a slight grunt from Ashe. The voice spoke up again, the movements of both hands not stopping. “Remember what I told you.” the voice warned and Ashe imagined it was much darker and more threatening of a remark than it perhaps sounded, but he nodded in reply all the same… The grip on his dick only grew more intent as he began to harden under the touches, his stomach filling with a cool warmth that mixed his fear and a twisted pleasure. Ashe kept his eyes closed and his lips tightly shut as the finger in his ass pushed forward, up to the knuckle, then pulled back...A second finger was pressed forth now and without any hesitation pressed forward into the young man all over again. The stretching was more intense now and aided only minimally by the substance that kept the fingers from catching or tearing him. “P-please, it’s too much…” Ashe tried not to beg, but he knew this wouldn’t end with just two fingers and he could already feel how full he was. How much the scraping of those knuckles on his hole was starting to wear on him, how the pleasure was warring with fear. The hand on his cock was now stroking it in swift motions as it had grown to full length, the tip nearly pressed into the wall. What had been languid jerks was now a fast, continuous hand job. Those fingers inside him began to curl and twist, the tips searching along him for something and now a third pressed in with the others still inside. Arching his back Ashe gasped, his hips twitching and legs bending back at the knees as if he was trying to catch some way of escaping. It was all reflexive, however; The thought of escape was falling out of his mind even as it occurred, too swept up in what was going on around him… Then the three fingers found what they were looking for. Something like a rough patch inside his ass that they pressed into all at once and Ashe choked on his own breath, the sensation ripping from his ass to his brain. Like liquid pleasure had just flooded him and he let out a dry wail as his cock pulsed in his attacker’s hand, seed splattering forth to coat the wall in a rather sizable sheen. Droplets beaded down his cock to his balls, dripping away to the ground while more streams began to slide down the wall in front of him. “Good.” The voice was rough as the hands were all at once removed, and Ashe’s mouth hung open in soft pants as the sensation of those fingers leaving him only added to the pleasure he was feeling. There was still a wave of intense sensation working through his nerves from toes to the roots of his hair, the freckles on his face lost in a wave of red flush that almost worked it’s way into his silver-gray hair mopped over his head. The sound of more unclasping echoed for Ashe and he whimpered as it made his stomach flip, his cock throbbing. Whatever fear or concerns were floating in his head had been lost to a naked lust overwhelming him almost completely. Then, even as the sounds continued behind him, Ashe gasped in shock. It felt like something hot and wet had wrapped around the tip of his rod and was slowly working it’s way down it, like a pair of lips closed over him and was beginning to slide to the base yet he knew there was nothing there. Not a person or an object to explain it, but the sensation only grew as it reached his root and then pulled back all at once. The feeling only grew as a hand seemed to grasp his balls from beneath, the feeling of a palm closing over them and swirling them together even as they were stroked. It was incredible, and Ashe couldn’t explain what was happening to him. His voice broke into a barely restrained moan and as soon as it did, a hand came down on one of the cheeks of his ass with a snapping sound that sent Ashe still and silent, his legs swinging back and forth. Whatever pain was there was mingling completely with his sensations below. “Be quiet.” Ashe whimpered an accepting sound before the sounds of movement behind him faded and the sensations below grew. The feeling on his cock was now constant, as if every inch was being licked and sucked all at once while he shuddered, limbs twisting and his eyes locked closed. That was before he even heard the sticky and wet sound of something again which he unconsciously spread his legs open for… The head of a thick cock, much thicker than Ashe’s own, pressed into him and before he could even think to speak it was shoved forward. It ground into his hole for several seconds, threatening to be too much for Ashe but he wasn’t concerned anymore. If his face could be seen it would be clear something had broken in the man, his mouth open and his tongue lolled out past his lips. He just wanted more, and to make it happen he pushed both feet against the wall and shoved himself backwards. There was a brief sensation of pain, followed by the feeling of being filled almost completely. “Ashe-” the voice started, concerned, but it caught itself and simply let out a rough growl before the attacker lunged forward and buried the rest of himself inside the passage. He was impressively big and by the time his hips met Ashe’s ass, the young man swore he could feel this dick rearranging his insides to fit it. The thought made his cock twitch and without any more fanfare than another wild, low groan he let loose another splattering of cum onto the wall, his aching cock twitching and red now… “Please, please more please Byleth more…” Ashe practically crooned. The game was over now, and Byleth’s hands grabbed his hips before he roughly twisted his body around, Ashe now facing his Professor with his eyes open and sparkling. Ashe tried to fumble through his memories, trying to remember the word, and finally he found it. “Crest! Just, fuck me! Please Byleth!” Byleth’s dark eyes narrowed as Ashe whimpered in front of him, the twisting removing his cock from the man’s ass and he could not longer take him without some adjustments. “As you wish, Ashe.” he said, his voice now it’s normal tone and a certain edge of lust risen in it as he reached down between his partner’s legs and yanked his pants completely off, tangling them in his boots which were forced off as well. Just as he did this, Byleth exhaled sharply and everything stopped around him. At his side, as the world froze, Byleth looked to Sothis. The small Goddess looked much like a young woman, save a mane of green hair splayed out her back and her visibly regal dress, though her floating at his side feet off the ground made her inhuman nature very obvious. She was smirking in amusement as she leaned on her arm, looking up to Byleth now. “This is not why I showed you how else you could use my abilities. Be grateful I even shared this with you.” she spoke. Byleth had grown used to his strange relationship with the being who resided within him, one who claimed to be a Goddess and only he could see. Their connection, whatever it was, allowed him to use her divine powers and he could control Time to some limited degrees. At first it had been simply reversing stretches without being able to influence the outcome, but Sothis’ had revealed there was more to this gift than just that. With focus, and with the right circumstances, Byleth had found he could stop time. It was not indefinite, and it seemed to be within a short sphere of influence, but it was possible and he had begun experimenting with it. His relationships with his students had begun to change afterwards, especially as he grew more comfortable with his physical attraction to some of them… Ashe had come to him, tormented and despondent over the loss of his adopted family, especially as he had played a part in killing the man who was like a father to him and Byleth hadn’t known what to say, except to comfort him. That comforting had turned into a tender embrace, and then a confused kiss by Ashe to his Professor. Things had spiraled from there, uncontrollably. Ashe was a virgin and one hungry for new sensations. He’d been the one to ask Byleth to take control, to push and pull Ashe at his whims, but Byleth wasn’t sure where this latest fantasy had come from, except perhaps from how he’d been quietly experimenting on Ashe. Every time they’d been together since the first time, Byleth had been using his new powers and seeing how far they went. From what he’d understood, each time he used his ability to freeze time and interacted with someone, the sensation of what he did would play out when time restarted afterwards. It had been simple at first, touches and caresses, but now Byleth had found it almost addictive to use in the ways he was now. “I am grateful. Thank you Sothis.” Byleth replied earnestly, stepping up between Ashe’s frozen legs and guiding the head of his cock to the man’s ass. Sothis said nothing else, just tittering lightly and leaning back in the air...She was quite a voyeuristic spirit, one that was beginning to revel in his actions almost as much as he did. Then he slammed himself forward, grabbing Ashe’s hip and using it to brace himself. Even in a frozen state Ashe’s body still moved in some ways, allowing him to force his length into the young man to the hilt and then yank back all at once. His other hand grabbed Ashe’s still hard cock, squeezing and stroking it with the remnants of cum and lubrication left from before. Each thrust was now punctuated with a series of strokes from tip to base, every time Byleth deliberately pressed his cock in such a way it scraped Ashe’s prostate and then drove into him further after. His own pleasure was secondary to the sensation of power and control that swelled in him during these moments, knowing Ashe was about to be overwhelmed when he finally let everything start again. Byleth continued like this for minutes, longer than he knew he should have. His cock was threatening to burst inside the man he was fucking and he waited until he was positive there was no more he could take, then pulled himself back all at once and took a shuddering breath as he stepped away. The cool night air helped, but not as much as the sensation of a hand squeezing down on the base of his shaft and he shot a look to Sothis. The Goddess was grinning a rather impure grin, winking at him before she released him and he could feel the urge to climax diffusing rather nicely...That was the first time she’d actually acted during these moments, and that she could touch him and he could touch her was an interesting revelation to him. It still was secondary to what was going to happen next. Byleth stepped into Ashe’s legs and he pressed the head of his cock back into his ass, then took a deep breath...As he releases the tension inside him, the world began to breathe once more and he drove forward into Ashe as the young man’s eyes moved again. Ashe lost his breath in an instant. It was incredible, the feel of the Professor’s cock in his ass, but the world spun as more movement seemed to scrape inside him. It was as if two masses were occupying the same space, at the same time, ramming into the same places and striking the same nerves at different moments in different angles. Byleth’s face in front of him was still somewhat reserved, his Professor rarely showed emotion, but Ashe saw the heated pleasure in his face… It was intense, it was overwhelming and Ahe couldn’t breathe for the entirety of it. For minutes the only reason he did not pass out was the sharp intakes of air he sometimes forced in, shrill whimpers and dry screams into the night air that barely sounded. Ashe’s cock throbbed and his legs thrust out, wrapping around Byleth’s waist and throwing himself into driving back at Byleth reflexively. His ass was on fire, the pleasure like lightning strikes to his brain every single time and he came, again, this time a series of streams escaping him that barely dribbled away, he was long since running out of cum and nothing was stopping, and he couldn’t understand what was going on except to know it felt good. So incredibly good. Then Byleth was plunged into him, and the sensations exploded before his eyes as he felt his Professor climax inside him. Hot seed boiled within him and filled him, swelling his stomach slightly. Ashe’s chest was all at once numb and he inhaled so hard it sounded as a distant scream, his eyes drifting and fluttering closed until finally Byleth pulled free of him...The dual sensations ceased, the pleasure now only caused by the aftershocks and his Professor’s seed flowing from his ass to form a puddle beneath him… Reaching up, Byleth used the short dagger he’d used in their play to cut the belt loose of Ashe’s wrists, catching the man to help him slowly sink to the ground and Ashe whimpered gratefully, his hands rising to grasp his hips and pull his Professor towards him. The cock that had just left Ashe now was throbbing and pulsing with seed leaking down the tip that Ashe leaned forward to wrap his lips around and suck him clean, his eyes glazed and glassy as he looked up to Byleth… Shuddering as his cock stiffened, Byleth knew that this night was far from over as Ashe greedily began to pull him down his throat, the head squeezing down the tight passage and Byleth put his hand to the young man’s head, shuddering. Sothis practically giggled inside Byleth’s head, admiringly whispering. “That’s quite a start to things...What do you have planned next?” and Byleth could only smirk as the sensation of his cock being swallowed worked through him. He’d figure it out later...For now, Ashe was more than happy to accommodate his growing needs.

Chapter 0 - Teen Damia's Diary - Amit

"Amit, even as stretched as I am, I don't think your cock is going to fit!" "Well, then we'll just have to make it fit, won't we!" he said taking his massive organ and bringing it to my pussy. Even as stretched and gapping as I was from all the other party guests, I knew there was no way that he could fit. I was thoroughly lubricated from what must have been several gallons of beast cum, but it was literally wider than my body! He began to push and I watched in amazement as it actually forced my legs wider. It entered the first few inches and it felt incredible. Knowing my most popular activity, our biology teacher, Professor Kindrickson, had given me some personal instruction on just how big the internal clitoris is and its shape. I could feel each and every one of the nerves at the entrance to my tiny little cunt tingle. He pulled back just a little, then pushed forward again. This time, not only were those nerves being stimulated, but he was also forcing my g-spot up out of the way, giving me twice as much stimulation as his long cock rubbed against it. I have to admit that I was enjoying it despite myself. He pulled out and then pushed at least eight more inches into me! That's when I could feel his incredibly huge albino white cock stimulate the well-stretched entrance, my g-spot, the nub of my little clit and just about my entire internal clit! It was so intense that I passed out! I woke to find Elsbeth lightly smacking my cheek "Damia! Damia! Wake up! You've got to see this!" I blinked my eyes open to find that someone had stuffed pillows under my head and upper back, giving me a front-row seat, so to speak. I watched as he shoved almost all of his entire 8-foot dick inside me. A small part of me was grateful that Jaeger, the werewolf from the senior class that’s been sniffing at my skirt from day one, had forced my cervix open with his pointy dick letting all of my 'friends' get inside! Elsbeth was holding my shoulders to keep me in place, otherwise, I'm sure that Amit would have forced me backward with that huge pole. Instead, it forced my diaphragm up against my lungs making it really hard to breathe. It must have been the lack of oxygen because I could barely think as astonishingly it just continued going and going! It pushed my stomach out like some kind of pregnant alien! He was thrusting in and out so hard and that incredibly intense feeling sent constant waves of dizziness through my brain. I'm sure that must have been what it was because at one point it looked like he'd pushed up under the skin and between my big tits. He was literally tit fucking me at the same time as he stretched my poor pussy almost as wide as it had ever been stretched...at least by a single cock! Those waves of dizziness all slammed into me all at once and I passed out again. Elsbeth was slapping me awake again. "Damia! You should hear the sounds that you make even when you're unconscious!" I tried to look around the room, but everyone was so fuzzy that I could barely make out anything. They were all chanting "Seven! Seven! Seven!" "Seven what," I managed to ask, but the words sounded garbled and distant to my own ears. "Damia, you've had six orgasms so far! Even when you were out your body was shaking and convulsing! "Even unconscious?" I asked. "That's not possib..." and then that gigantic dick pushed home again, forcing my legs apart and making a visible path from my no longer tight pussy as it pushed all of my organs aside. The last thing I remember was hoping that my tender hole would tighten back up for the next unwanted pussy invasion and then I passed out again. I awoke to everyone chanting something that might have been 'Fourteen! Fourteen!" but it might have been something else as I was so delirious that I couldn't even think straight anymore. My entire body was twitching and convulsing violently and I'm sure that the spell that turned the pain from this unbelievable stretching into pleasure was just about at its maximum capacity! I wasn't sure what I was seeing, hearing and feeling anymore, but I think at one point his trunk was wrapped around me, holding me up in the air while crushing my enormous tits together as his incredibly thick prick fucked up all the way from my poor pussy through them to tap me under the chin. He was using me like I was a tool for him to masturbate with! His cock thrust hard once more and it hit me in the chin so hard that it knocked me out! I don't remember anymore after that.

Chapter 1 - Shirana Tales - Sira's Snack

Xil frowned as her magick flared and faded. "Sorry, Tyr. You're going to have to remain a...uh, special...kind of girl when you're not transformed." Tyrana gave an exaggerated sigh. "You know, sometimes I really miss my pussy. I'd love to give that a try in human form," she said, nodding toward Sira's groin. "I guess for now I'll just keep being...special." She giggled. Tyrana, a druid, had attempted to use a transformation spell a bit too early in her training. She’d imagined herself a horse, running wild and free. Unfortunately, she hadn’t yet developed the necessary skills to perform such a feat. As a result, Tyrana now possessed a large horse's cock, complete with a big set of balls holding a horse-sized quantity of cum. One thing that Tyrana loved was blowing a huge load into a woman. The other thing she loved was corrupting paladins, in this case, Sira, a young paladin in training. "What is so special about Tyrana's horse-shaped cock?" asked Sira. She’d been extremely curious about Tyrana’s abundant endowment from the moment she saw it. The massive cock was reminded her of fucking her ‘sisters’, her fellow paladins back home. They were all huge dicked futanari, with high sex drives and quite willing to plow anyone that stood still long enough. However, they all had normal human shaded fuckpoles. Tyrana’s had the flare common to horses and Sira wanted to know more about it. Celia, Sira’s companion, and regular cocksleeve, chuckled, knowing what was coming next. Tyrana’s quickly shucked her leather outfit and Xil, Tyrana’s sitter who’d been doing quite a lot of research into curing her sibling, research that involved extracting as much cum as possible, primarily with her pussy, adopted a serious face. "Put your mouth on the end of it." Tyrana nodded excitedly and her accidental appendage rapidly stiffened to its full foot and half length. She stroked her long, fat cock. "Umm...okay," said Sira, as she knelt in front of Tyrana and reached up to take hold of her huge cock. "Now, keep still," Xil said. Celia walked around behind Sira and held her head. Xil started pushing Tyrana's butt and she got the message. Celia began pushing Sira's head forward in time with Tyrana's movements. "Glluurkk," Sira gaged slightly at first, but her Matriarch's Guard "initiation ritual" had all but eliminated her gag reflex. Getting throatfucked by eleven dickgirls, the smallest of which was 12" long and nearly 2.5" thick will do that. It was mostly the horse head flare that gave her trouble. Xil began massaging Tyrana's balls, her extensive research of nearly everything having shown her how best to encourage the largest load in the shortest time.  Between the hot tightness of Sira's throat and Xil's deliberate manipulations, Tyrana neared orgasm in just a little more than a minute. She placed her hands over Celia's, groaned, and pushed deep, her massive load erupting forth halfway down the unsuspecting futanari's throat. Sira's stomach ballooned slightly, suddenly full of Tyrana's jizz. Her massive blast, unable to fully expand fast enough, flowed backwards as well, up the young paladin's throat, and a bit of thick, white cream dribbled from the corner of her mouth. "Interesting," said Xil, as her pen scribbled in her notebook. Tyrana sighed happily and dragged her cock out of Sira's throat. It made a popping sound as the flare passed her lips. "I see your point," said Sira, licking her lips. She took the young druid's horse dick in hand and licked the remaining cum from the head. "Interesting taste. Perhaps we can do this again sometime." Tyrana nodded excitedly. "Yes, I would like that very much."  Celia laughed. "Firen," she sighed and rolled her eyes before kissing her companion on the lips to share a bit of the druid’s cum.

Chapter 1 - The Storm Calling

Thunderclouds hung low in the sky above Garreg Mach, the monastary’s grounds devoid of all but the most unbothered students and faculty hurrying towards their destinations. Housing a famed military academy on it’s grounds made Garreg Mach a populous and often thriving place with no shortage of foot traffic, yet tonight it was as barren.The evening had grown late and with the threat of a storm brewing classes had ended early for the day with each of the students hurrying to their respective Noble House’s common areas or their dormitories to finish their days, while the faculty were retiring for the evening to focus on other activities. A thunderclap echoed throughout the passageways as lightning scattered across the sky in the distance, but even as it passed another loud crash carried out across the stone walls, followed by another and then a louder third. There were no prying eyes or curious ears to trace the source of the sounds but had there been they would have been led through winding stone walkways and through the training yard gates, where immediately another clash broke the silence. Rain spattered the ground in bursts and footsteps were scraping and carrying back and forth across the stone fighting arena. Inside the ring created by the pillars that served as boundary, Catherine dove right back after a deflected blow. Her hands twisted her sword up into a sudden thrust as she used her waist to lunge into the blow with full force. Her wooden sword was caught by her opponents coming up in a heavy parry and then Byleth shot forward, scraping his sword down the underside of hers as he came in under her weapon and brought his down. Catherine swung herself back, yanking her sword down off of Byleth’s blade and the pair broke once again from the melee as the rain battered around them. Byleth was still swinging down, Catherine was still swaying back with her sword moving to her side, and both of their eyes met. Catherine couldn’t help but smile at Byleth’s focused, blank face and Byleth’s eyes darted from hers to her shoulders, then her knees, before he was once more moving. It had all started out of boredom and curiosity. Classes ending early, duties confined to the monastery grounds, no students around to monitor and Catherine had no pressing missions to undertake, so she had come to the training ground expecting to have time to practice alone; Instead, she had found Byleth and his father Jeralt occupying the space. At first she had not announced herself, content to watch what she thought would be a one-sided spar. To her surprise, the legendary Blade Breaker Jeralt was consistently on even footing, or being pushed back, by his eerily calm son. Catherine had always been interested in Byleth ever since he had joined the monastery as a Professor at the direct request of the Archbishop herself, Lady Rhae. Catherine had heard it was because Byleth had saved a group of students from an ambush by bandits but something about it felt off. She’d have understood a public thanks, a knighthood, even admittance to the Academy itself; Byleth was closer in age to his student than to his peers, nearly half the age of even the younger professors and almost ten year younger than Catherine herself. She had suspected it had to do with Jeralt, a former Captain of the Monasteries Knights of Seiros, but that hadn’t made sense either. He’d been missing for nearly two decades by her counts, so what pull could he have had with the Archbishop? Maybe she’d been a little too curious for her own good, but there was no harm in paying attention to Byleth, was there? As she watched the pair sparring however she had to admit she was impressed. Jeralt was a famous mercenary and a dangerous man, if rumor held true. Over six feet tall, grizzled and rough with a heavily muscled physique, yet none of it mattered to Byleth who was himself just shy of six feet tall despite his youth. Dark blue hair feathered across his head, coming down below his cheeks and onto his neck but parted from his dark eyes. He stood out as handsome with a heart shaped face and flawless features, a thin nose and pale lips, but all of it was oddly balanced by how little he smiled or showed any emotion at all. She’d seen Byleth conduct an entire class without so much as cracking a smile, and on the battlefield she’d watched him pull his blade from a heart without so much as a flinch as blood splattered his face. The Academy students were already well engrossed in rumors about the man and the Knights had no shortage of gossip about him as well. As Catherine had watched, Byleth’s training sword had come down to smash Jeralt’s wooden lance to the ground and then in a move that she wished she’d thought of he pinned the head of the weapon to the stone with his foot and stepped over the lance where he’d put the sword to Jeralt’s neck. With a low chuckle, Jeralt had released his lance and nodded to Byleth. “That’s enough. You’re already getting past anything I can teach you, it might be time for you to start picking new partners. That is, if Thunder Catherine wants to do more than stare?” Jeralt had turned to Catherine now and she smirked at the man’s acute senses, coming off the pillar she’d been leaning on as Byleth turned to regard her. Even now there wasn’t an ounce of exhaustion or fatigue, not pride or even happiness on his face. A slight flicker of his eyes to hers and then back to Jeralt as he nodded to his father. “Perhaps a change would do well. Thank you for taking the time, father.” Catherine had quietly picked up one of the heavier training swords off a rack as she stepped into the ring, Jeralt stepping past her with his wooden lance pulled over his shoulder. “Have a good night, you two.” he called, smiling an almost hidden smile that Catherine barely picked up on as he disappeared out of the arena doors. Byleth had waited for Catherine to step into place before bowing his head at her, but Catherine just smirked. “I’d like to see what it takes to make you flinch, Professor.” she said, and right there she had come at him. Heavy, quick steps as she whipped the sword up in an arc and she hadn’t been disappointed, he’d responded by pulling his sword up over his chest to catch hers and then swung hers off to the side before coming after her. Immediately she felt a thrill surge through her and she’d grinned as the fight commenced. That had been thirty minutes ago. Thirty minutes of some of the most intense sparring Catherine had ever had. She had almost thought Jeralt was going easy on his son when she’d been watching but no, Byleth was just good. Damn good, actually. She had mastered the art of reading expressions and body language to anticipate her opponent’s moves but Byleth rendered that useless, his eyes never betraying his sword and his body was still until it wasn’t, each swing carried out precisely and without intent until he swung. Byleth was on her now and she felt herself on the backfoot as she brought her sword up, watching the professor’s movements as he strode in close. Her sword once more flashed forward in a slash that he didn’t even parry, simply stopping short and letting it pass in front of him before he moved once more. His sword was coming up and she dug her heels into the ground to throw her weight into the opposite direction, aiming to come at him when he thought her swing was still in motion. Suddenly she felt something connect with her arms and she looked down, eyes widening as she realized his left hand was now grabbing her wrist and pushing her arms back. Her balance went wild as her body tried to move two directions at once and she stumbled back, just in time for Byleth to swing his leg out and catch her ankle. She was toppling back and Byleth was coming down at her, her back hitting the rain soaked ground as his training sword came down. He really was good! It was just a shame she was good too. Catherine threw one of her arms back to catch herself, then twisted her hips as she kicked up with her left leg and Byleth’s eyes flashed to the side, just in time for him to bring his lower arm up in front of her leg and shove his weight into her, stopping his approach to her. Catherine still hit him hard enough to send him stumbling back which bought her more than enough time to scramble onto her feet, bringing her sword up in both hands and then bending her knees with the weapon now at her shoulder level, pointed directly at Byleth. She couldn’t help her grin as the blood pounded through her veins, her heart roaring from equal parts excitement and the exertion of the fight. It really had been a long time since she’d gotten this much challenge out of any single human opponent, none of the other Knights could hold their own against her this long. If it had to be anyone, then it might as well be the one she was so focused on lately… Irritatingly Byleth’s face was still a blank as he rose back to his feet and quietly lifted his sword so it crossed over his waist, though now he held his right hand empty at his side and she raised an eyebrow. If he expected to be able to handle her swings with one hand on his sword than he was sincerely mistaken, but she was more than happy to prove that to him. She was the one who made the next move, edging herself across the ground and mentally preparing herself; As soon as she was two sword lengths from him, Catherine rushed forward and pulled her sword up high, aiming to come down at him as she used her bent knees to push herself into a leaping blow. Byleth followed her movements with his eyes and then, to her surprise, he calmly moved into her while raising his sword up above his head, twisting himself to his side as their blades met so that she essentially pushed his sword down to the ground and pinned it under hers, and he was now at her side. It was a good parry, but it left him open and trapped his weapon. He hadn’t done anything so predictable or short-sighted the entire night which made Catherine confused, for a moment, before she saw a blur coming at her face and she sucked in a breath as his fist hit her face. Oh, that was why. It wasn’t quite a knockout blow but Byleth clearly wasn’t pulling it either and Catherine barely kept her grip on her sword as she went backwards and fell on her ass. The instant her sword left his, Byleth swung upwards and that knocked her weapon up, with her having no way to bring it down in time to stop him from what happened next. Almost casually Byleth whipped his sword forward, the wooden edge coming to Catherine’s neck as she hit the ground with a soft grunt of pain and he held it there. No contact, but it was clear the spar was over. For a moment Catherine was just stunned silent, but then all at once she felt a surge of something through her. He’d beaten her. Which wasn’t entirely unprecedented, but it was the first time she’d lost to someone so young. Hell, half of the Knights her age could hardly hold a sword up during their spars and this kid… Exhaling a little Catherine let her arms drop to her sides, the training sword clattering to the ground while she looked up at him. “You got me. Nice hit there at the end, can’t say I expected it.” she said, unable to suppress the little smile she had and readily hearing it in her own voice. Byleth, meanwhile, pulled his sword from her neck and leaned down to collect her sword as well which he now held together in one hand. “You would have won had I not been a mercenary. A knight would have been knocked aside by your kick and you would have scored.” he replied, his tone cool and collected without even a hint of fatigue or wear to him. She suspected he might have broken at least a single sweat, but the rain clinging to his face and wetting his hair made it impossible to tell. She, meanwhile, was now suddenly sweltering in her clothes and she wasn’t entirely sure it was all from the exertion of combat and the mugginess of the rain. As irritating as his complete inability to be fazed was, she had to silently admit a man who could beat her and still look good? That was a definitely attractive in it’s own way. “Most knights complain when I use my fists or my legs, you’re right, but we’re not training to have noble duels for honor. We’re training to fight and kill on a battlefield, and you have to be ready to fight dirty.” she said as Byleth reached out to offer his hand and she took it to pull herself up. Byleth didn’t even sway as she put her full weight on him and when she stood up she was essentially staring into his eyes, their hands still linked. Byleth was rain soaked and handsome, and she could pretend for a moment that steely focus in his eyes was something more than combat instincts and intent. Yeah, she had been spending way too much time thinking about this guy lately, it was starting to affect her…Then Byleth spoke. “Honor is no use if you’re dead. I win my battles however I must.” “I couldn’t agree more. Think it’s time to call it a night, though. Otherwise I might ask for a rematch.” and she looked up. Without a roof, the arena was being rapidly pelted and battered by heavy raindrops and the lightning was flashing awfully heavy above them. Byleth followed her eyes and then looked back down to her, nodding as he released her hand abruptly. Speaking as he moved, Byleth stepped back from her. “A good idea. I enjoyed our duel, and I will take a rematch any time you wish.” and with that he offered her a bow of his head, though she did catch his eyes watching her neck for a moment as she looked back down to him. Then he was looking away, completely unphased by it all, and walking away from her… Catherine couldn’t help but grin at the entire exchange. One of the best fights of her life and he still couldn’t even give her a smile. This Professor sure was a strange one...But for now, she needed a bath and maybe an early night, her cheek was still stinging from that punch. It was some time later, in Catherine’s quarters, when she finally exited her private bathroom that she found herself thinking of Byleth again. There was just something...mysterious about him, but not in the same fake way others might try to pass themselves off. It was like he was a blank slate half the time, but then as soon as he picked up a sword he was a beast and she couldn’t help but be interested in that. Just how long had this man been fighting? His entire life? Jeralt couldn’t have exactly raised him in a stable environment, so maybe that explained his nature, but… Of course, the realization that she was still thinking about him provoked her to huff out a hot breath and then she turned to look at the window in her room where she could barely make out her reflection, her hair all over the place and a soft bruise forming on her cheek. “Get ahold of yourself, woman. It was just a punch. Wasn’t like he proposed.” she muttered. Maybe she had a thing for men who didn’t treat her like some puffed up noblewoman, either, especially given how far she had distanced herself from those notions. Byleth saw her as just another knight and had probably thrown the same punch he’d have thrown if she was a man, which helped his case in her eyes. Anyone who treated her like she wasn’t made of glass was definitely worth another spar sometime. The thunder outside crashed through her thoughts and she was momentarily fascinated by the display of multiple lightning bolts streaking down from the sky in the distance, each one punctuated by a sound that seemed to rattle her bones and she decided perhaps it would be a night to turn in early in case this rainfall lasted until morning. Yet even as she moved to pull the towel from her chest, a knock came onto her chamber door. Her face scrunched up in confusion and perhaps a bit of irritation, wondering what idiot would disturb her right now. It was the middle of the night and she wasn’t supposed to be on duty, unless it was some kind of emergency...Maybe that was it? Something had happened? “Yeah, one second.” She quickly threw the towel off onto her bed and for the sake of expediency snatched up the nearest things she had to wear. The shirt was white and loose fitting with lacing at the shoulders and sides meant to be used to tighten it under armor and she forwent any undergarments, pulling on a pair of breeches. Those were quite tight fitting and the front was supposed to be tied closed, otherwise it exposed a fair bit of her waist and nearly her crotch, but she offhandedly knocked the hem of her shirt down over it to conceal it. When she came to the door and opened it she immediately regretted her decision to not dress more appropriately. Byleth was standing in her doorway, his eyes on her with the same intensity he’d shown earlier by far. The man had discarded his armor and jacket, instead wearing what looked to be some sort of long sleeved black tunic that opened at the front and was half tied closed while he wore something like riding trousers and boots, both a dark brown in color. There was nothing in how he stood, arms at his side, to explain why he was here but she did find herself staring at the bottle in his hand. He’d come to her private quarters in the middle of the night with a bottle of liquor, and he was dressed pretty casually for him. It didn’t help that his tunic was tight even before it had been soaked with rain from him walking across the monastery to see her so now it clung to his chest and hips even more. She could admit to herself that she liked what she saw underneath, right?  It wasn’t shocking that he would be toned, but she could clearly see how fiercely muscled he was underneath. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on his frame, and she could make out ridges and details of each muscle up until his chest where the tunic was open and there was quite a view there too. Defined valleys formed and water was caught between them, stuck to his skin. Some of it dripped down slowly from where it had fallen on his neck or shoulders and she found herself rather captivated by it, leaving her rather speechless for a moment until she remembered that she was halfway indecent. “...Er, what’s the matter? Did you need something Professor?” Catherine spoke, shaking herself out of her staring by reminding herself Byleth was here for something. He wasn’t the sort of man to just show up in the middle of the night like this, not in her experience anyway… Instead of answering, Byleth lifted the glass and tilted it at her a moment, meeting her eyes once more after she’d looked away. “I wanted to talk to you about earlier. I thought I’d bring something for us to share as we talked.” he explained and instantly all the heat fell out of her cheeks. Of course Byleth wasn’t here for anything untoward. He’d shown almost no private interest in any of his students or the other faculty, despite Cathering knowing of at least one or two attempts to woo the Professor by others. He probably really was just here to talk about their spar, maybe compare notes or something. Exhaling a little as she let herself relax, Catherine stepped away and motioned him inside. He stepped in past her and as Catherine closed the door behind him she started to turn. “If you’re here to apologize for that punch, I’m gonna need another of those bottles while I tell you to sh-” She had turned around, ready to shut down any foolish notions of chivalry he might be harboring and instead she had turned into him. He was only a little shorter than her and she met his eyes, her own widening as his own blazed with something she hadn’t noticed and then Byleth. The same Byleth that had knocked her on her ass earlier, the same Byleth she hadn’t seen express more than a polite smile in the two months he’d been a Professor. That same Byleth lunged into her and his bottle dropped to the ground, clattering on the stone as he pushed her into her now closed door. His lips came onto hers in a kiss that she frankly was too stunned to process at first. His lips were wet with rain as they met hers and she swore that rainwater much have held a spark from the lightning in it for how her chest tightened and her stomach flipped. She hadn’t expected it from him, but he was a goddamn good kisser too. His lips curled over and between her in deep kisses that trapped her lips against his, then released them to slide into a new position with an almost intentional scrape that made the hairs on her neck stand at attention. For the first few moments she couldn’t even contemplate what was happening, but as soon as she did she leaned into him and put her hands to his chest, fingers digging in. Her kiss felt like it was a flailing response to his in comparison to the passionate way his lips captivated her, but she did what she could. Catherine hadn’t made a habit of kissing many people like this, but she’d had a few encounters with men and women in her life that had led to this and more, but Byleth had stricken her particularly senseless with his bold little move, and while she thought he was lost in the kiss, no. Instead his hands came up to collect hers off his chest and he pushed them up and over her head, pinning their now joined hands against the same door he was holding her against… The kiss broke and Byleth didn’t waste time with words as he used his cheek to nudge her head to the side, his lips diving into her neck and she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding as he began sucking at her skin, his teeth coming forth to mix bites into the mix that had sparks rushing down her spine and to her core, her legs clenching together. “Shit! Byleth, what the hell…” she muttered, just in time for him to lift his head to her ear. It was like he knew exactly where to go to make her shut up because as soon as his teeth caught her earlobe, she was done speaking. Tracing the outside of her ear with one side of his teeth, Byleth’s breath came out in barely audible whispers that somehow made her more frustratingly aroused. He was making her chest heave and her sex ache, already spreading warmth and arousal to her thighs, and he wasn’t even losing breath to do it? Something in it sparked her to action and she pulled her hands against his enough to break them free, their fingers untangling. Catherine immediately reached down and dug her fingers into Byleth’s back from behind with one hand, the other moving down to grab at his waist and pull her firmly into her. She wasn’t necessarily surprised to feel a hard, thick lump against her thigh as she did but it did bring a wicked grin onto her lips as she deliberately ground her thigh into him. Byleth continued to a goddamn frustrating man however and he pulled both of his hands up under her shirt in one fluid motion. His nails caught her toned stomach as they drug up over her skin, the fingertips curved slightly to more scratch her than feel her and she shivered uncontrollably from the act. Then his fingers had washed over her breasts. She had a certain feminine pride in how full her chest was, though she often bound it under her armor, and still Byleth found a way to squeeze his fingers into her with his palms scraping both nipples in one smooth motion that sent her head falling back and her arching into him. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, she was underestimating him...He knew his way around a woman’s body, or maybe it was just hers? Did he somehow have a way of knowing exactly what she liked? When his fingers curled into her breasts, the nails scratching what she knew would be red pathways towards her nipples and then pinched them between both forefinger and thumb, she probably would have had some thoughts about how much she liked that, but just as he’d done that he’d pushed his knee up between her legs with enough force to push past her and into the door. The scrape of his rough pants over the practically skin tight breeches she wore meant she felt every harsh motion in her pussy and he’d angled it so that her clit was now grinding into him as well. “Seeeiros that’s good! Yeah! Just like that!” she groaned out, throwing herself back into the door as the lips on her ear and neck departed, Byleth now pulling back and looking up at her. Then she saw it. There was just the faintest flicker of it when she looked towards him, the barest hint of a smirk at the corner of his mouth before it faded and she chuckled roughly. “You cocky little…” Then Byleth pulled his hands from her chest, instead now yanking at her shirt to pull it up over her head. Her wet hair was tossed around wildly and when she could see again Byleth had already pushed his head down to catch one of her nipples between his teeth. Something in Catherine snapped instantly, his lips closing over her to suckle at it even as he bit her. It was a delicious feeling, the edge of pleasure and pain made only more breathtaking when his tongue flicked out against the tip of her nub. Between that and Byleth’s knee still grinding into her, Catherine couldn’t even catch her breath long enough to speak or squeal, nevermind make any meaningful retort...No, Byleth was in control now and she didn’t give half a care, as long as he kept finding all the ways to drive her wild. There was a sudden sliding sound and Catherine fought against her pleasure long enough to turn her head and look past Byleth’s head to his hands. One had caught the waist of her breeches and was pulling it, she dimly noticed, while the other hand was pushing down the front of them...And then his knee moved out from under her, in the same motion as he pulled her breeches down. Halfway down her thighs and already soaked, Byleth rather crudely lifted his leg and used his knee to push them down even further in a gesture she fond rather hot. His hands had moved to more important tasks already. Two calloused fingers dug into her folds as the other held her thighs apart, Byleth’s touch pushing directly at Catherine’s clit even as he plunged himself inside her and he was still relentless on her chest all at the same time. It was every nerve in her body on fire, crashing waves of intense pleasure she was simply not used to feeling hitting her all at once and she buckled into him with her hands just digging into him. One had grabbed his right bicep, the other was still on his back and she felt her nails push through his shirt and dig into his flesh directly. He never even flinched, the son of a bitch. Her release came suddenly and all at once she went from barely holding on to falling without even realizing it. The feeling, the rush of fire through her pussy almost confused her until she was gasping into Byleth and throwing her head into his, his hair and scalp failing to muffle a long moan that drew out as her body rocked into his, her flesh tingling from the orgasm. That he had so evidently effortlessly done this to her was both infuriating and immensely appealing, her mind and body at complete odds with each other even as she rode the orgasm he was refusing to let die. Every time she felt the edge in sight, his tongue would lick across her now throbbing nipple. His finger would dig into her clit. His fingertips would push into her and stroke his nails just barely into the walls of her sex. Every time he’d take what was already rushing through her and whip it up into another crushing wave. The first had her reeling, the second had her shaking and grinding into him, the third had tears rushing down her face as her senses were overwhelmed and the fourth had her legs buckling completely under her, her back sliding down the door and when he finally released her, his lips popping off her nipple and his hand yanking back in such a way to deliberately drag his nails over her clit, the fifth send her directly to the floor with a startled squeal. Catherine lowered her head as she crumpled onto her door, panting and moaning in agonizing pleasure as the repeated orgasms rattled through her, the aftershocks overlapping onto her to the point just the feel of her pussy against the floor was making her fingers twitch, her toes curling back. She wasn’t used to anyone, man or woman, being able to just sweep her aside like this and the way he attacked her made her feel like he knew every inch of her body better than anyone else. Maybe better than her. Lifting her head now, Catherine weakly opened her mouth, struggling to string together two thoughts long enough to find her words, but Byleth interrupted her as he knelt down and pinned her head to the door with another of those brazen kisses that had her lips aching. This time she returned it, lifting her hands up to his head and pushing her fingers into that wet mane of his while she leaned forward. Fuck it. If he wanted to keep this up, she’d talk about it all later. Meanwhile, Byleth himself couldn’t suppress another faint grin as the voice of Sothis seemed to float through his mind like a light breeze. Almost a giggle, almost a reprimanding tsk, he could see the green-haired Goddess lingering in his mind for a moment. “I have to say this is the most fun use of my powers you’ve thought of yet~...” It wasn’t some prenatural skill that had let him know exactly where Catherine’s every weakness was, at least in this arena. It was his powers. Sothis granted him a rather spectacular ability to manipulate time backwards in minutes or seconds, and even further when she was particularly motivated to assist him. He had repeated this moment countless times now, each time changing his approach or his movements to what Catherine enjoyed last time. He had not acted without her consent, he doubted Sothis would be a party to something like that even if he was willing, but ever since Catherine had returned his first bold and clumsy kiss, he’d been intent to match the woman in yet another type of duel. When they had fought with swords he had not abused his powers so, but in the bedroom with her? Yeah. To see her crumbling like sand in front of him was worth convincing Sothis to help him, not that his rather voyeuristic phantom needed much convincing to help. She enjoyed watching him experiment and tease Catherine every time she’d opened this door until now, and inside his mind he spoke to her. “Just enjoy your show, Goddess. I don’t need anymore practice.” Sothis seemed to grin inside his mind’s eye and then she was gone, replaced by Catherine grinning up at him as he broke their kiss and they stared into each other’s eyes for a heady few moments, before finally she spoke. “You going to just stare at me, Professor, or are you going to keep me interested?” and Byleth found himself burning even hotter in response, the heat pooled in his stomach not showing on his face but he certainly wasn’t about to back down, that much was for sure. Standing up in front of her, Byleth’s hands came up under his own tunic and he pulled it up over his head in a way that seemed almost as much her as it was to remove the piece of clothing. Catherine couldn’t help herself, she was taken aback. Her earlier view of Byleth’s body was not mistaken, but it was hard to believe just how chiseled he was. Beneath that blank expression and messy hair was a body carved from stone and when she reached up to run her hands over his skin it was taut over muscles that pushed back against her fingers when they dug in. He’d already proved he knew his way around her body, now it was her turn to learn her way around his… And as he was pulling his shirt off, Catherine grabbed his pants and practically ripped them down his legs. They were loose fitting enough she hadn’t noticed just how hard he was except in brief touches, but where his face was a blank his cock spoke volumes. It sprang up from his pants and smacked into her cheek, hot as flames on her skin and she looked up to Byleth with a knowing smirk. “Looks like at least this part of you knows how to express itself.” she murmured, turning her head to run her lips along his shaft. Byleth moved without warning again, he always did it seemed, and she was caught up in his hands before she was hauled up and almost thrown to her bed, landing on it on her stomach with her legs dangling off the simple single bed she had. Grunting as she pushed her palms into the mattress, she turned her head to say something about how rough he was treating her... Just in time for Byleth to kneel behind her, his eyes displaying a split second of mischief as he grabbed her ass and pulled it open. His face descended on her now exposed folds and Catherine sucked her lips between her teeth, fingers unconsciously digging into the sheets. The first time his tongue curled over her clit, Catherine’s squeal echoed off the walls. Thunder would not be the only thing waking Gerreg Mach this night.

Chapter 1 - Springvale School

The vault dweller stepped out into the sunlight for the first time. Kate couldn’t believe what was happening. She had been so excited to finally take her G.O.A.T exam that very morning, and had spent most of the night before trying to study. When the instructor informed her that there was no position she could possibly fill she barely managed to keep her head up. The vault dweller admired the view for a moment then made her way down the hill carefully. The Overseer had been gentle with her. He informed her that although there was no room for someone like her in the vault any longer, they did have a special assignment she could handle. At the bottom of the hill she came across a sign pointing to something called “Megaton”. “Doesn’t sound very safe,” she mumbled. The vault dweller turned away from the sign and resumed her journey. The baseball bat felt depressingly light in her arms, it was a beaten up old thing that looked like it couldn’t kill a non-mutated roach. “They could have at least given me a little gun,” she thought out load, “I’m sure they must have had something to spare. Really I’m not sure I’m up to this task, whatever it is.” She had not noticed of the Overseer’s grin as he assigned her the weapon. She passed by a demolished town and came across a half-destroyed building. “Springvale School,” she read, “I wonder if it’s anything like my old school? Looks dirty though.” The vault dweller made her way inside. As the door swung shut behind her, the darkness left her temporarily blinded, and the first thing she became aware of was the gun in her face. “Don’t move a muscle.” The vault dweller let out a small squeak and dropped her bat to the floor. Behind the pistol was a tall redheaded woman wearing scuffed leather armor. She didn’t look too friendly. “Are you a wanderer as well?” Kate asked the raider timidly. The raider tilted her head. “What are you talking about? Aren’t you from Megaton?” “I’m a wanderer, I was chosen to be the saviour of my vault. My name is Kate.” The raider snorted, “You? A dog could take you down.” “If you say so. Could you take me to the teacher?” “Teacher? Is there something wrong with your head?” Kate blushed, “This is a school isn’t it?” The raider looked her over and carefully examined her face. “You aren’t the sharpest knife in the drawer, are you?” “Knife?” Kate repeated, confused. “Forget about that. Why don’t you follow me to my room.” The raider led the naive young vault dweller back to her dirty mattress and the two of them sat down. “That suit of yours must be hot. What is that, leather? Why don’t you unzip a little.” “It is pretty warm in here,” Kate said, lowering the zipper on her vault suits down below her breasts. “I can tell that you’re new to the wasteland, so I’ll teach you a few things,” said the raider with a sly grin. “Oh, that’s so kind of you. Thank you so much.” The tall redhead absentmindedly massaged her own thighs as she examined Kate’s shapely body. “We do things differently around here, so why don’t we start by getting to know one another.” “I’m Kate!” “No, that’s not right.” The redhead stood and unbuckled her leather pants, then squeezed out and kicked them away from the bed. “What happened to your underwear?” asked Kate, trying not to look. “We don’t need things like that out here. Don’t worry, I’ll teach you our ways. Now, to properly introduce yourself you’ll have to lie down on your back.” “A-all right,” Kate said, obeying the command. The raider moved forward until she was standing above the young woman’s head. She gently lowered herself into a kneeling position so that her crotch was mere inches from the vault dweller’s pretty face. Kate was confused, her arms were pinned to her sides between a pair of powerful legs. “What happens now? Do I have to say something?” “No, you don’t have to say anything, but you do have to use that pretty little mouth of yours.” The raider lowered herself further, her pussy lips very nearly pressed against Kate’s soft pink lips. “Don’t be shy. Go ahead.” “What can I do with my mouth? Other than talk that is.” “I want you to figure it out. Try something.” Kate wondered to herself for a moment, then blew a stream of air across the older woman’s sex. A soft moan floated down from above, “That’s a very good start. Next, why don’t you try to use your tongue a little?” Reluctantly, Kate poked her tongue out and made contact. A shudder ran up the raiders body. “Good. It’s been a while since I’ve had a girl. Keep going.” Still not sure what to do, Kate gingerly lapped at the other woman’s pussy. As she continued she felt her saliva mixing with another liquid. The young woman wanted to pull away, but it tasted pretty good. The redheaded raider started to move her hips in time with Kate’s tongue, maximising contact between the two. Kate gradually moved higher with her tongue, and eventually she bumped into a small nub. “Oh yes! Right there!” the raider moaned. Pleased with herself, Kate concentrated on that area. Juices ran down her face and pooled around her breasts, the air was filled with moans and wet licking noises. Without warning the raider reached out and grabbed a handful of Kate’s hair. “Oh wow, oh God! Suck my little clit!” “What are you talking about?” mumbled Kate. The raider looked down with a fire in her eyes, “Don’t you dare stop! I’m so close!” Kate didn’t understand, but the raider managed to maneuver her clitoris back into the young woman’s mouth. Kate carefully wrapped her lips around it and flicked at it with her tongue. The raider let out a mighty scream of pleasure and collapsed, quivering. Kate continued to lap at the flowing juices. The thighs holding Kate in place tightened as the raider climaxed. After catching her breath the raider recovered her composure and silently backed away. “That was kind of nice,” said Kate, “Are we friends now? Is it my turn?” The raider sat down on her bare ass and tilted her head, “You really don’t get it do you?” Kate shook her head. “Right. Well you did show me a good time. How about this: I’m not welcome in Megaton, you head over there and pick me up some supplies. By the time you get back my friends will have returned and you can introduce yourself to them too...”

Chapter 2 - Humiliated Princess

Leia’s head continued to spin, she groaned at the feeling of the intense throbbing in her forehead. She looked up at the sound of the door opening again and saw a new Stormtrooper enter who immediately removed parts of his armor to release his cock from within. He grabbed her by the wrist, forcing her to her feet and pushed her onto the hard bench in her cell with part of her back against the cold wall behind her. As she laid on the bench, he spread her legs as he carefully observed her precious cunt. Forced to watch him defile her, “N-no, p-please stop-p,” was all the young princess could muster as he lined himself up with her hole. He slowly moved his hips forward, savoring every moment inside of her, a small groan escaped his lips as he bottomed out. Leia winced at the feeling, this trooper's cock was definitely larger than the last. He slowly began his thrusting motions, hitting her deepest parts with each strong push. Her cunt grew even wetter, allowing him to slip deeper into her. As he looked down on her with his soulless, helmeted eyes, Leia was sure he had some kind of disgusting, smug look on his face and wished she had the strength to smack it off of him. He must have known what she was thinking, when he placed a hand around her neck, squeezing tightly. Her eyes widened as she pleaded for air, “please… n-n-no more…” The monster only laughed while continuing to pound her, “This’ll be a lot easier for you if you start acting like a good girl. Now tell me you're a Rebel whore and you now belong to my squadron.” The idea of saying that was humiliating, but Leia knew she didn’t have a choice in the matter.  “O-o-k! … O-o-k!,” she tried to yell between gasps. He released his stranglehold on her neck and Leia quickly tried to regain her breath. He watched her intently, waiting for her to say it. She turned her head to the side, she refused to look at him while saying such a degrading thing, “I-I’m a rebel whore and I n-now belong to all members of your squadron” The trooper once again began to laugh as he started to ram into her with more force and speed than before, the room filled with the sloppy sound of her wet and cum filled pussy. Leia knew the bastard was lying when he said it would be easier for her, they didn’t care about her, to them she was just a cheap toy for them to mercilessly fuck. One of his hands moved to cup her tits, violently groping her as he continued to fuck her. He placed his fingers on one of her nipples and played with it, feeling it grow harder as he did so. A small moan was about to escape her mouth, but she fought back as to not give her rapist the satisfaction. She heard him quietly curse himself and felt that the rhythm of his humping was starting to grow more erratic. He latched onto her thighs and brought her closer as he forcefully drove into her one last time. This motion was able to push him over the edge as he shot his warm and sticky load into her. His cum squished around as he gave her a few more hard thrusts for good measure. He pulled out of her and some cum began to drip out onto the bench. He then inserted his hand into her cunt, forcing it back in.  As he cleaned himself off, he looked over at her saying, “Fuck! I can usually last longer than that, but that was just too good. I guess I’ll have to go for round two later then.” He exited, leaving her alone once again. The princess felt humiliated, she was supposed to help the Alliance defeat the Empire, but now she was useless, locked in a cell to be used over and over by imperial soldiers. She begged for the Force to have mercy on her, to save her from this humiliation. Her prayer was not answered, as two more Stormtroopers entered the room, eager to have their way with the princess. As the two prepared themselves, Leia noticed that the larger man was well endowed but she was surprised that the shorter trooper was actually a woman. Leia could clearly see how wet the female trooper's pussy was, her cunt glistened in the harsh light of the cell. Leia was disgusted that any woman would be aroused by their colleagues raping another woman.  As the man forced Leia onto her hands and knees, her cute ass held up, the female trooper sat on the bench in front of her. She gripped the remains of Leia’s hair buns, bringing her prisoner's face closer to her cunt.  “Put that mouth to good use, Rebel Scum! I want to enjoy this,” the woman ordered. Leia tried to resist, but the trooper once again yanked on her hair as Leia’s mouth made contact with her. Fearing more retaliation, Leia obeyed as she kissed the trooper's wet folds. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick up and down the slit in front of her, the woman’s juices covering her tongue. While Leia continued to service the woman in front of her, the male trooper began to feel restless. He moved his helmet up slightly, exposing parts of his mouth as he spit on cock. As he jerked himself off, spreading the natural lube, he also spit onto Leia’s round ass before lowering his helmet back down. His spittle slowly began to trickle down towards her asshole. He inserted one finger into her ass as he used the spit to lubricate her tight butt. Leia wanted to turn around and once again beg the troopers to stop, but the female guard held her head tightly in place. He grasped his cock and began to probe it around her hole, placing the head right at her entrance. He jammed his hips forward, with his cock invading the princess’ virgin ass.  “Oh fuck she’s so tight! I guess nobody’s got to use this sluts ass yet,” he groaned as he tried to fight against the overwhelming pleasure.  Leia winced at the pain as he rammed into her, some tears began to well up in her eyes as she shut them tightly. She was abused on both sides: forced to endure the pain of his anal assault on one end and forced to eat out the pussy in front of her on the other side. Leia pushed her tongue in and out of the female trooper's wet snatch, drawing some moans from the helmeted woman as the man behind her continued to fuck her behind.  The trooper brought her hands up to helmet, removing it to unveil her face. Her pale skin gleamed, while her short blonde hair glowed. A sharp chin highlighted her face, with bright blue eyes and full lips pulled into a condescending smirk.  She mockingly addressed Leia, “Poor little princess. What’s wrong you stuck up Alderaanians always have something to say. You’re people refused to help my planet, instead the Empire came to our aid and I’ll always be grateful for that.” “No-o, that must be a mistake. Alderaan always fought to protect others,” Leia protested. “Ha, naive little brat. How humiliating for your people, their precious princess is servicing all our men and putting that tongue to good use too, what a shameful little slut. I just had to get a look with my own eyes,” the blonde responded. As Leia resumed, she began to roughly rub a finger on her clit and her moans grew loader and loader as she neared her climax. The thought of overpowering the princess, one of Alderaan’s images of purity and serenity, overwhelmed her. Her orgasm caused her to spasm as some of her juices squirted onto Leia’s face.  She looked down on Leia with a smug smile, the sight of the princess's face covered in her juices satisfied her. She cleaned herself off and replaced some of her armor, kneeling down by the princess’s ear. She whispered, “This definitely isn’t the last time you’ll see me, ‘your highness’,” placing her helmet back on before exiting.  Standing in the doorway, she addressed the line of other troopers waiting for their turn. “Bad news boys, time’s almost up. So try to be quick and then straight back to your posts,” was all she said before disappearing into the halls. Hearing her announcement, the man sighed as he increased his pace, desperately trying to reach his own orgasm. Her rough thrusts were extremely painful and Leia felt that he would split her ass in half. He grunted as he felt himself empty his balls deep in her ass. He withdrew from her, and globs of his cum started to trickle out as she collapsed onto the floor. She turned to face the door, her back against the cold bench as she sat on the floor.  The man cursed to himself as he left, “Shit, I’ll have to try the other holes another day.” Outside he also addressed the line, “Hey! You heard her, make it quick, you three go first. When you're done, get out and get back to work.” The three men entered and quickly fumbled with their uniforms to undress for her. One trooper said, “ I want her first!” As they gathered around her, the stormtrooper grabbed her head and forced his cock in her mouth, while the other two each brought one of her hands to their cocks and made her jerk them off. Leia could feel her head begin to bob along his cock involuntarily, while her hands moved up and down the other shafts.  They all laughed. One said, “Damn, this bitch is a bigger nympho whore than a twi’lek.” She tried to ignore their insults, instead choosing to concentrate on their cocks in a desperate attempt to end this as soon as possible. She began to use her tongue licking the underside of his cock as he entered and teasing the head as he exited.  He pulled out and quickly jerked himself, before releasing his load, splashing his cum onto her face and tits. His seed stained her pale skin.  “Alright, now it’s my turn,” another one said before ramming his cock into her mouth. As one left, another stormtrooper took his place. She continued to focus on the blowjob as she grasped another dick. She repeated the process and before long another load covered her. Over and over again, she sucked on a cock (of all different sizes and shapes) before they painted her body with their seed and another one took it place.  She sloppily bobbed her head along the last cock, some strings of saliva hung off of her chin. She noisily and hungrily waited for him to finish. He pulled out and released his load onto her, a drop got in her eye, leaving one last mark of shame on her.  As he left all he said was, “Haven’t had a blowjob that good since that Togruta girl back on Coruscant.” Once he was gone, Leia used the remainder of her strength to climb back onto her bench before finally collapsing. The door opened again, but instead of more stormtroopers it was the dark haired Imperial officer from before. She mockingly clapped, “Splendid! What a show you put on and taking the initiative to help our brave stormtroopers, I’m just at a loss for words. It’s a good thing we recorded the whole act, I’m sure some of our other squadrons would love to see it and they may want to see a live encore performance.” The once proud princess no longer had the energy to argue this time. At this point all she wanted to do was sleep. The officer continued, “Oh, no witty remarks this time? What a shame. Anyway, are you going to be a good girl now and give us what we want? You know, this holofilm would be very valuable, seeing such a powerful figure treated like the trash she is will surely strike fear into the Rebellion. Or maybe we can send it to mommy and daddy back home, then they can see what their precious little girl is truly like!” Leia turned away, she wanted to cry at the mention of her parents but refused to let the officer see her face like that. She tried to fight back tears, she knew she had to stay strong for the Rebellion.  “No! I refuse to give into your sick and twisted methods,” she exclaimed. “Poor girl, this could be over now if you submit but no matter. I have a feeling you're going to quickly become our most popular prisoner. I have other prisoners to attend to so if you’ll excuse me I’ll be going. When you’re ready to cooperate just let us know” When the officer was gone, Leia’s emotions took over, tears rolled down her face as she sobbed loudly. Still naked, she instinctively held her arms against her chest in an attempt to hide her breasts. She would try to forget this, but the cum that covered her body acted as a reminder that this experience would be nearly impossible to wash away. She would forever feel unclean, especially knowing this was just the beginning. It took some time but she was finally able to fall asleep as she rested for whatever the next days would bring.

Chapter 1 - Shirana Tailes - The Duck

The dwarf looked around. Just the thought of it had him shaking his head. He'd been a traveling merchant. His butt ached from sitting on the hard wooden bench as the cart passed mile after mile. The winters had been brutal, the cold piercing his bones no matter how many layers of clothing he wore. The summers had baked him, the sweat pouring down his face and matting his hair. But it was a living. He'd fled here after one too many attacks. The robber band refused to believe that he'd been robbed the previous day and had nothing left to surrender, so he uncoupled a single horse from the cart and fled. The city wasn't far. He hadn't planned on stopping there this trip, but circumstances had changed and he knew that he'd be safe there. He pushed the horse faster than it'd ever had to move before. That was two weeks ago. He was welcomed when he arrived and the bandits had broken off once they realized that they'd never catch him before he reached his destination. They gave him food and a place to stay without a single question. So many of them looked alike to his dwarven eyes and half of them walked around naked, but they were open and friendly and greeted him like a brother. They asked him what he wanted to do. It took him a couple of days before he understood, but finally he told them that he'd like to have a tavern. That was a week ago. Now, an elven minstrel sang in a corner near a crackling fire, waiters and waitresses bustled around serving food and drink, all for free. He couldn't imagine that people would actually do all of this voluntarily and without pay, but here it was in front of him. He'd never get rich this way, but then it wouldn't matter. Everything he wanted was free. The Firen took some getting used to, though. The large-breasted, blue-eyed, pale-skinned, blonde Firen in the corner stood a full head taller than the two human men and the half-elf woman. The half-elf was fully clothed, both men were naked, and the woman wore only bands and ringlets of gold all over her still mostly nude body. Each held a mug in hand and they were engaged in animated conversation. "I'll bite," said one of the men looking up at the Firen, "why does a duck have tail feathers?" She didn't answer. Instead, the smile left her face and she stared off in the direction of the main gate. "Hold my beer…," she said, extending her arm towards one of the men. The man took the mug. The Firen took two steps and flickered out of existence. "Uh… What just happened?" asked the dwarf. "Dunno," replied the man holding the beer, "but if it required her attention, it ain't good." "Well, I guess we'll have to wait on the punchline," replied the other. The ranger sighed. "Well, we'll have to find something to do until then. Wanna fuck? I mean, this is Shirana." One of the men frowned. "She told me to hold her beer." "Never had sex with a half-elf before," replied the other. "Anything special I should know?" "Nope. Same stuff in the same places." "Great!" he said happily. "I'm sure there's a free room upstairs." The two held hands as they ascended the stairs. The Matriarch walked into the ready room to find her Companion putting on her armor. "I thought I'd find you here. You know, I could just take care of this." "You could, but if they're brave enough to come here, then they might have some ability that could threaten you." 'I sense nothing, but I suppose you're right." "Shirana cannot be without her Matriarch," Khirasna said leaning down to kiss her mate. 'I do not want to be without my Companion," The Matriarch replied. The paladin stroked her cheek softly, then took two steps back and nodded. The Matriarch waved a hand and her Companion disappeared. ….. The Balor roared, gnashing its teeth and cracking its whip. The very earth burned beneath it and its accompanying demons chittered and growled. As the bolt of lightning seared the air and struck the ground in front of them, only the Balor stood its ground. The brilliant light faded revealing a heavily armored humanoid figure. Her eyes glowed the same golden color as the lightning that crackled across her body and weapons. "I suppose it would be too much to hope for that you're here on diplomatic business?" she smirked. The Balor laughed an evil, maniacal laugh. “You think you’re so mighty. You think you’re safe. You are nothing. You are irritating gnats. We’ll take your city and raze it to the ground. You will know fear and death. Its whip arced through the air and it thrust its sword towards the sky. The paladin sighed heavily. Her eyes flared brightly, holy fire engulfed her weapons, and a brilliant nimbus of light appeared around her head. ….. The half-elf now naked, gestured towards the Firen's face. "What?" Khirasna asked. "There's a cut above your eye." "Oh," she said, touching it. Healing magic stitched it closed, but her hand came away covered in soot. One of the men handed her back her beer. "Okay, so why does a duck have tail feathers?" He asked for the second time that day. "So you can't see its butt quack!" she grinned.

Chapter 1 - The Party

The party started well, the company had hired out a huge function room and spared no expense with the event. It was all in honor of Richard, he had come into the company and worked his way to the top. Richard was a tall and thin man, he was very well kept he was also a kind hearted man, a true gentleman, but in business, he was ruthless. He was also running late, the party had already started without him and all of the guests we waiting for his arrival, all but one. Matthew was quite new to the company, he didn't really care for Richard, or the party but had been asked to come along. Matt was a well built man, he spent a lot of time at the gym working on his body. He had put on his best suit for the event, his shirt covered the tattoos that ran down his arms and covered most of his upper body. He had short dark hair and chiseled features. Matt sat down at one of the tables and sipped his drink, he quietly contemplated slipping out and leaving the party early. Suddenly there was an uproar, Matt looked up. "For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow," chanted some of the upper management, Richard had just arrived and many people were causing a fuss, Richard stood tall in a fine suit. He looked modest as he gestured for them to stop. Matt then noticed his wife. She was petite, she wore a dress that hugged her tight tiny body, probably a little too short for an event like this, only coming down just past her small firm ass. Her long blonde hair flowed gracefully down her back. Matt was mesmerized by her beauty. "This is my wife," Matt overheard Richard saying, "Elizabeth," he put his arm around her, "I honestly don't think I would be where I am today without this lovely lady." Matt turned away as the couple kissed, he didn't want to see that. The party continued on into the night, food came and went, drinks flowed and everybody was merry. Matt decided to go out for some air, he finished his drink and went outside. It was still quite warm out but the cooler air felt good on his skin. "Hello," said a voice behind him, he spun around, Elizabeth was stood there, she had a long cigarette in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. "Oh hi, erm, Elizabeth right?" Matt replied admiring the woman's body as he did. "Please," she said coyly, "Call me Lizzy," she put down her glass and pulled a pack of cigarettes from her bag, "would you like one?" she asked offering him the pack. "No," replied Matt, "Sorry, no thank you." "Oh okay," she returned the pack to her bag and looked back at him, "you know, it's rude to stare." "Oh sorry," Matt caught himself, "I was just-" "You were just drooling over something you can't have," she interrupted, she walked over to him, she was shorter than him even in her heels, she looked up at him, "you can keep your eyes to yourself," she grabbed his hand, "your hands though," she placed it on her ass, "those you may use." Matt squeezed her ass firmly, she let out a slight moan as her gripped her firmly then giggled. She grabbed his had again and led him around the corner, disposing of her cigarette on the way. She started unbuttoning his shirt. "What about Richard?" Matt asked innocently. Lizzy stopped. "Well, a girl has got to have a little fun," she continued to unbutton his shirt, pulling it open to reveal his tattooed chest, she let out a little giggle of excitement as she ran her fingers over his muscles. Lizzy pulled up her dress slightly to reveal a tiny black lacy thong, it barely covered her clean shaven pussy. She dropped down and started to unbutton Matt's pants. She pulled his cock out, in the excitement he had already got a little hard. Lizzy gasped as she held his thick throbbing cock in her hands. Matt looked down at her. Her blue eyes were gazing up at him and then back at his huge cock. "A 'little' fun isn't how I do things," Matt joked. Before he could say another word Lizzy rapped her mouth around it, it barely fit into her small mouth, she teased the head with her tongue and let go, she licked up and down the shaft, she toyed with his balls with one hand and jerked on the shaft with the other, he could feel the cold of her wedding ring slipping up and down his cock. Matt watched as her head bobbed around his cock, until finally she put her mouth back around it, she sucked on his head. Matt couldn't help himself, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her further onto his cock, he watched as her eyes widened and she jerked the cock harder, she liked it a little rough. Even with Matt pushing her head, there was still plenty of cock that she couldn't fit in her mouth. "Elizabeth?" a voice came from around the corner. It was Richard's voice, Matt let go of Lizzy's head and she quickly got up, she adjusted her dress and wiped the saliva that was drooling from her mouth. "Elizabeth? Are you out here?" came Richard's voice again. "Coming dear!" she announced walking round the corner. Matt looked down at his throbbing cock, Lizzy's lipstick was smeared all over the shaft and it was dripping with her saliva. Matt listened, "I was just having a little bad habit," Lizzy told Richard. "I was worried about you darling," he replied, "you've been out here for a while." Matt pushed his dripping cock back into his trousers and buttoned his shirt. He stood for a few minutes, trying to get his head around what just happened. He decided to think nothing of it and went back to the party. Another hour or so passed, Matt was washing his hands in the bathroom. Again he was thinking about leaving, the party was starting to wind down, most people had left, just Richard, the upper management and a few others remained, and of course, Lizzy. Matt sighed as he dried his hands, looking up as the door swung open. Lizzy came walking up to him. "I need you," she begged. Matt didn't need any more words. He grabbed hold of her and pulled her into one of the stalls, locking the door behind them. She frantically unbuttoned his shirt and then his pants, Matt's cock was hard as it slipped out of his pants. He grabbed her again and lifted her up, slamming her into the stall door, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, her arms and legs wrapped around him, Matt fumbled slightly as he pushed Lizzy's thong to one side, her pussy was already dripping wet, his fingers were sticky with her juices. Matt held Lizzy up with one hand and guided his cock with the other, he felt his head push against her wet hole and slide inside. "OH! FUCK!" Lizzy screamed as the thick shaft pulled her pussy open, Matt ignored her and pushed it deeper. He let go of his shaft and grabbed hold of Lizzy's waist, pulling her further onto his cock. She moaned loudly as the thick cock slipped deeper and deeper into her wet cunt. Lizzy's nails dug into Matt's back as she started to cum, her juices flooded around Matt's cock and dripped onto the floor. Matt thrust his cock deeper into her, she started to scream with ecstasy, clawing at Matt's back with her fingernails as he relentlessly pushed his manhood further into her tight little body. Her tight little cunt was dripping wet and felt so good around his cock. "I'm going to cum," Matt whispered trying to pull his cock out. "Don't you dare!" moaned Lizzy wrapping her legs tighter around him, Matt felt his load release into her, she moaned louder and louder as his thick cum oozed out of her around his cock. She loosened her legs and Matt let go of her, Matt's cock slipped out of her and she dropped to her knees, to her amazement, Matt's thick white cum was still oozing out of his cock. She licked the cum from his shaft as he covered her face with more of his load. She sucked the cum from out of his shaft and swallowed what she found. She was satisfied, she stood up, her face was covered in cum, a thick creamy mess ran down her inner thigh. "I should probably freshen up," she giggled, she turned and opened the stall door. Matt started buttoning his shirt back up as her watched her grab some paper towels and mop up the mess between her legs and then started to wash her face. Matt was nearly fully dressed when she had finished. Then the door opened, Matt pushed the door shut, completely forgetting about the girl that now stood on her own in the men's room. "Elizabeth?" Richard's voice came from outside, "what on earth are you doing in here?" "I was waiting for you silly," she replied as calmly as she could, she walked up to him and kissed him gently, "I've barely seen you tonight, I thought we could have some 'us' time." Lizzy gently stroked her husband's crotch. "Oh, Elizabeth you naughty girl," replied Richard, she led him into the stall next to the one that Matt was hiding in, he heard the door shut. "I thought we could try something a little different darling," said Lizzy, she pulled off Richard's tie and tied it around his head making a blindfold, she pushed him down onto the toilet seat and unbuttoned his trousers, holding back a sigh she pulled out his little cock and started to suck it. "Oh Elizabeth, we shouldn't do this here," said Richard reaching to take the blindfold off. "Please don't dearest," Lizzy requested, "just do this please, for me?" "Alright darling," Richard conceded lowing his hand, "but we have to be quick." Richard's cock was already quite hard after Lizzy had worked it a little with her mouth, she got up and turned around, pulled her thong to one side and sat down on her husband's shaft. "Oooo, you are very excited today," a mixture of Lizzy's juices and Matt's cum oozed around Richard's cock. She began to ride her husband as the stall door opened, Matt stood there with his cock already out, jerking it. He stepped into the stall and pushed the door shut. Lizzy suppressed a giggle as Matt jerked his thick cock inches from the girl's face. He reached forward and groped her small breasts through her dress as she bounced gently. She pointed at her open mouth. "Please," she mouthed at Matt, Matt happily obliged, he moved forward slightly and carefully and slipped his cock into Lizzy's mouth. She moaned as the taste of his cock filled her mouth. "You sound like you're enjoying yourself," Richard offered. "Mmmmm-hmmmm," Lizzy replied with a mouthful of cock. She pushed Matt back and stood up, she spun round and dropped to the floor, her ass looked perfect sticking up in the air. She started sucking on her husband's cock again, it barely filled her mouth. Matt dropped down to his knees behind her, it was a tight fit in the stall, but he managed to get behind her and slip his thick cock back into her. She let out a loud moan as Matt's thick manhood filled her tight cunt. Before long, Lizzy's pulled her mouth from around her husband's cock, cum trickled out of it, Matt suppressed a laugh and Lizzy giggled innocently. "Mmmmm I love your cum," she said turning and looking at Matt and Matt released another load into her, not as much as the first time, but she still felt him filling her up. "Elizabeth!" exclaimed Richard reaching for his blindfold, "that's no way for a lady to talk." "Sorry dearest," she replied grabbing his hand, "it was in the heat of the moment. Please don't take it off yet." Matt stood up, carefully and quietly he left the stall, pulled up his pants and opened the door to the bathroom. He let it shut and walked back in. Lizzy walked out of the stall and was shocked to see him standing there. Richard followed her out. "Looks like somebody had some fun," Matt offered innocently. "Yes, well, ah, Matthew isn't it?" Richard replied hesitantly, tucking his shirt into his pants, "I would appreciate it if you didn't tell anybody about this." Lizzy was quietly giggling behind him. "Don't worry boss," Matt replied, "I won't tell anyone," he thought for a second, "now, let's talk about that raise." "Alright alright," Richard snorted. "I'll leave you boys to it," Lizzy said heading for the door, she looked over her shoulder, "that was fun darling." Richard smiled coyly, but Matt knew that it was for him.

Chapter 1 - The Dragon's Breedbitch

Drekza sat and fumed, tearing another chunk of the meat from the pig carcass and shoving it into her mouth. How dare they?! It was true that her father was a human, but that was no reason to deny her place among her own kind. The arrogance! Fuck the council of dragons! They didn’t even allow her to leave with any semblance of dignity. They opened a portal and cast her through it, leaving her to fall out of the sky. She was so disoriented that she hadn’t been able to use her own wings to slow her descent. A couple of those bones had broken in the fall and now they were completely useless until they healed. She had no idea where she was, and even if she did, she couldn’t open portals on her own. She’d have to make it back the hard way. Still, she was a predator, not prey. She’d tromped through the forest for two days before coming upon the dilapidated cottage. Her stomach was grumbling then. She hadn’t eaten in over a week. The wild pig had been easy enough to catch. She’d smelled and tracked it, remaining downwind until she was close enough to pounce. The inability to use her wings had almost cost her the meal, as the creature started and ran when she cried out from the pain of attempting the flight-assisted jump. Fortunately, it had run at her tail and she stunned it with a hard swipe. After that, it was just a matter of jamming her claws into its throat to sever its jugular. She’d carried it with her and slammed it down onto the table. Now, she was eating it piece by piece. She had to keep up her strength. If she’d hadn’t been quite so angry, she might have been more wary and not sat with her back to the door. A new scent wafted through the cracked window. She wasn’t alone anymore. That’s when it hit Drekza that she really was in an unfamiliar place. Yes, a dragon was the undisputed ruler of its domain, but this wasn’t her domain. At least not yet, anyway. She winced slightly as she unconsciously shifted a wing. She wasn’t at her best right now, and fighting another of her kind might not go her way. She stood up as quickly as she could without making any noise and moved next to the doorway. If someone did enter, she’d be able to attack them before they realized where she was. The tip of her tail twitched nervously. Generally, Drekza Tyran had little to fear from most creatures. She stood seven and a half feet tall, with a powerful build, and possessed clearly draconic features. Areas of her skin were scaled, she had horns sweeping up and back from her head, and clawed hands. Reptilian wings nearly as tall as she was gave her a fourteen-foot wingspan and a long, almost prehensile tail emerged from the base of her spine. Her human father had left his mark with a beautiful, if severe, face framed by long hair...though it was a pale blue...large, luscious breasts, and smooth skin in the areas not covered by scales. She was a full hermaphrodite, but she only became fertile for a short period once every seven years, meaning she preferred to be the one doing the fucking. Drekza favored her mother, considering her father weak simply for being human. As a result, she had a general annoyance with humans and liked to take that annoyance out on human women’s pussies and the occasional femboy’s ass.  “Here, piggy piggy piggy,” came the melodious voice. Amber’s divination spell had indicated that the town’s people’s escaped pig had come this way. It wasn't dragon-slaying, but she always sought to help those in need, even with such mundane tasks as this. She too was descended from dragons, though it was many times removed. Still, the great dragon Bashumphet had adopted her as his champion and imbued her with the magical ability to hunt and slay the evil members of his kind. “Maybe I did the spell wrong. I need to find a place to lay out my...oh, that place will do nicely!” Drekza scowled. That’s a human voice. As far as Drezka was concerned, humans had ruined her life. It never really occurred to her that a human was the reason that she existed. Drekza considered further. The voice was human, but on the other hand, it was a female’s voice. That made her cock twitch as well. Drekza was the offspring of a dragon and a bard, meaning she was pretty much always trying to protect what was hers or always trying to fuck something. The thing that confused her most was the smell. It smelled like something that could be a threat, but it sounded like an ordinary human. Drekza’s own voice had an odd dual-tone to it like two separate people, one with a deeper voice and the other with a higher-pitched voice were speaking the exact same words at the exact same time. Another dragon-sired should sound like her, shouldn’t it? Of course, dragon-sired were extremely rare and she’d never met another one. Either way, it smelled like a threat. Drekza tensed, ready to attack The sun beat down on the witch as she approached the deserted-looking hovel. The air was thick and humid, Sweat beaded and ran down her sun-browned skin and matted her bleached, almost white hair. The dampness made her clothing, the little that she wore, anyway, stick to her. It trickled down the hollow of her throat, her big, pillowy breasts channeling it to run down between her deep cleavage and her firm, flat stomach.The heavy, cloth dress could barely contain her tits and they spilled out of the sides. The bottom half was pretty much just a long loincloth, exposing wide, child-bearing hips and long, toned legs. She never bothered to wear underwear. She liked the natural ‘air conditioning’ on the part of her that generated the most heat. Fortunately, she specialized in cold and ice magic. She just needed a place to cool down a bit so her spells would be most effective. Still, something didn’t feel right. A blade of ice extended from hand, forming a crystalline sword. Drekza jumped out of hiding, wrapping her scaly claws around the woman’s throat. Slamming her against the wall, she squeezed tightly. She stared hard into her eyes, then pulled her forward, only to slam her back into the wall again in a show of dominance. Leaning into her prey, she looked her over, then sniffed deeply. “You smell like one of us.” She flicked her forked tongue out to lick the woman’s cheek. “You taste like a human.” She hooked a talon into the woman’s top, smirking as she stared into her eyes, then yanked downward, shredding her clothing and exposing her rather voluptuous body. She glanced down, then back up. “You look like a human too.” She squeezed tighter, then lifted her bodily by her neck until she was eye level, allowing her feet to dangle freely. “What are you? And don’t lie.” She brought one hand up to the newcomer’s eye and extended a talon, making her threat clear. Amber barked out a startled cry as Drekza slammed her into the wall and knocked the wind out of her. She recovered quickly, her eyes glowing a soft blue as the air around her rapidly chilled. A thin crust of ice began forming over Drekza’s clawed hand. “I am the Frost Queen, an agent of Lord Bashumphet, the Hero of the Battle of Caznia, and a destroyer of evil.” Her eyes flickered over Drekza’s features and recognition dawned. “I’m not here to fight you, little half-breed. Release me now or I’ll bend you over my knee and spank your bratty ass for daring to touch me.” She sounded imperious, as if she was the one in control of the situation. Perhaps in her mind she was. A snap of her fingers and she’d freeze her foe in a block of ice. At least, that’s what she thought. Drekza tilted her head back and laughed. “Spank me? I think not, human.” She casually tossed the woman to the side, sending her crashing to the floor. She’d remember seeing an old rope and looked around until she spotted it. Casually walking over to it, she picked it up and turned back to face the woman. “Cold magick? My mother was an ice dragon. At best, you’ll just slow me down a little.” Drekza walked over to the woman and grabbed one of her arms. She began wrapping the rope around the exposed woman's wrist. The sorceress found herself dazed, her vision doubled and she stumbled and fell back to the floor when she tried to stand. Amber hadn’t faced a serious threat in some time. She’d developed something of a reputation and most enemies were reluctant to challenge her. She’d come to believe that reputation and had grown lax. Her skills weren’t as sharp as they once were and her reflexes slow. Still, she had her pride. “A little wyrmling like yourself wants to play with me? Cute little one,” she tested her legs and tried to push her attacker away.  Drekza shoved her back down, knotted the first wrist, then bound the second, tying them together. She began dragging the intruder towards the hard stone of the hearth. “First, those fucks on the council, then you come in here while I’m trying to eat, sword drawn, trying to cast spells, and talking shit. I claimed this place. This is mine. Who do you think you are, you little pest? You don’t take what’s mine. I need to make sure you’re not going to try some bulltshit while I decide what to do with you. Drekza bound the other end of the robe to the guard solidly secured in the ground just in front of the fireplace. She pulled it tight to make sure that the witch wouldn’t be able to escape or cast any more spells. “I better make sure that you don’t have any hidden crap on you.” She grabbed the collar of the top and pulled hard, ripping the remaining clothing off of the woman. “What’s your name anyway?” She blushed, not having been forcibly restrained and laid bare in a long time. Admittedly, they were fond memories, and it heated her core just enough to emit a small wisp of steam both from her mouth and another warm spot lower on her body. “Amber Whitecrown,” she said, thrusting her chin out truculently. “What’s yours, pup?” “Pup? Pup?! I’m 176 years old. I’m no mewling hatchling! I should gut you right now!” Drekza took a step forward and her nose caught the scent. The woman was aroused. She’d made a big show of being strong and defiant, but now, here she was naked, bound, and aroused. Drekza stopped and peered at the woman’s slit. She’d fucked plenty of human women before. Not all of them had been willing, but this one clearly was. For all her tough talk, she liked being in this submissive position with her bare ass in the air. Drekza’s cock twitched again. She could feel it throb slightly inside her. It was always firm. She was part reptile, after all. A slow smile split Drekza’s face. She now knew exactly what she was going to do. She walked over to the woman and squatted behind her. She ran a finger up the woman’s damp slit and looked at the moisture on her finger. “Look at you. You came to slay a dragon and now you’re beaten and face first in the dirt. Now, your own body betrays you. You actually like this. You’re no dragonslayer. You’re nothing more than a pathetic bitch in heat. Well, I am a dragon and I’m about to show you exactly what happens to dragonslayers.” Drekza walked around to the front of the woman and grabbed her hair. She yanked it hard, pulling it back so that her soon to be victim’s face was pointed upwards. What had first appeared to be the tip of a clitoris at the top of her small pussy began to lengthen and extend outwards. It grew longer and thicker as it emerged from her body. The head was similar to a human male’s but pointed at the tip and the flared ridge swept back further before it reached the crown. Drekza watched as the woman’s eyes widened. She smirked and her cock continued to elongate, getting thicker as it grew. It continued to grow, looming over the woman’s face, finally stopping a foot and a half from her body, the base as thick as Amber’s wrist. “How do you like my sword, dragonslayer?” she said with a most unpleasant gleam in her eye. The woman gasped. This couldn’t actually be happening. “Don’t you dare! I am the Frost Queen. I will not have this! I demand that you put that little cock away and release me this instant!” She gave her a look that would have cowed a normal person. Drekza took Amber’s face in a single hand and squeezed hard enough to hurt, but not enough to do damage. “Oh, I think not, little dragonslayer,” she smirked, then released her grip, only to backhand Amber across the face. The scent of her arousal filled the half-dragon’s nose. She grabbed Amber’s long hair and yanked her head sideways. “If you call me pup one more time, I’ll slit your throat.” Drekza sniffed again. “Speaking slits…” She released her hair, stood up, and walked around behind the pale woman. She stood behind her, gazing at her plump ass. “We’ll see just how little you find my cock in just a moment.” Drekza knelt down between her legs, gripped her cock, monstrous as the rest of her, and ran the pointed tip up and down Amber’s wet pussy. When she deemed it sufficiently coated with her juices, she shoved it nearly half-way deep in a single thrust, quickly stretching her wider with each inch that penetrated her. The only thing that stopped her was the narrow end of her cockhead slamming right into the center of the bound little bitch’s cervix. Amber let out a long, low groan. It had been quite some time since she’d had a really big, fat slab of meat filling her. It felt so good that she just wanted to give into the pleasure. No, I can’t think that way. “Stop! Release me! I’ll…” She gasped as Drekza crammed another couple of inches inside her. “You bitch! I’ll have your hide on my wall. I’ll...Oh, god,” she finished as she felt Drekza swivel her hips. Amber’s body continued to betray her, its hot, slick walls gripping the invader and massaging it as it quivered along the length.  Now, her magic began to as well. A ghostly tongue formed and touched the half-breed’s shaft, drifting downward to flick at her pussy.   Drekza found the sensation of the ghostly tongue pleasant, but she did look down to make sure that there was no ghostly dick attached. It wasn’t her breeding time, so she’d brook no cock penetrating her. The fact that the mage was still able to manifest some magic, threatening or not, irritated her. “I don’t know what exactly you were expecting when you came here, little dragonslayer, but I’m going to spear you in half!” Drekza pulled halfway out, then slammed her cock back in, this time going another inch deeper, forcing her stomach to bulge slightly. She grinned darkly at Amber’s groan from her pussy being stretched then the curse as she felt the impact against her sensitive insides. Drekza was, in a way, a sort of breeding machine. She produced a lot of semen that was densely packed with sperm. The shape of her cock was pretty much designed to force its way through a cervix so that when she did ejaculate, her victim’s uterus would be filled to the brim with her cum. She pulled out and rammed in harder, her cockhead pushing deeper, forcing Amber’s cervix open. She thrilled a little to the combined sound of the ice mage’s moans that ended in a little cry of pain. “I hope you like a fat belly full of babies because you’ll be getting one soon! Amber bit her bottom lip as she felt her cunt and womb assaulted by Drekza dick, her pussy lips tightening as the dragon dick pierced her womb. Her hot pussy walls massaged and worked Drekza’s shaft, her heart racing as her body shook, her pussy vibrating around the massive cock like a living sex toy. She babbled incoherently as her body was racked with pleasure and pain. As her body prepared to receive its reward, her cervix squeezed down around the fat shaft like a vice, almost locking the savage beast’s meatstick inside her tiny human womb. Drekza could feel the tightening and knew the little bitch was getting desperate for her cum. She chuckled to herself and pulled back completely removing her shaft. She raised a hand and retracted her claws most of the way before bringing it down on the woman’s ass hard, leaving a red handprint. The accompanying yelp made her not quite laugh, but more like snicker, as she began lashing both plump ass cheeks, watching them quake and quiver. After a few minutes of this, her victim was moaning and begging to be filled again. Drekza fisted her hair and yanked her head back. “You crying now, little dragonslayer? You want to feel my sword pierce your flesh again? Let me taste your tears.” Drekza flicked a reptilian tongue out across the woman’s face. Whether or not she was actually crying was irrelevant. It was the symbology that mattered. Drekza let go of her hair and grabbed both hips firmly. She grinned predatorially and thrust herself deep, spearing the woman nearly to the backside of her womb. She began thrusting fast and hard, oblivious to the woman’s cries. It wouldn’t be long before the first breeding now. The first of many. Amber cried out, her body shaking, a combination of pleasure, fear, pain, and lust. Her pussy was dripping wet as if she was begging to be bred. The air was heavy with the scent of a female in heat. She, or at least her body, wanted to be filled with Drekza's seed. She grunted mindlessly as her red ass was pounded by the half-dragon, her pussy hungrily working the huge cock, squeezing and massaging, as if trying to milk it for every last drop of seed she had. “P...please...please...please fill me. I want it so bad. I...I need it.....please," she hung her head, "...Mistress.” Amber whimpered between thrusts as she moved her hips in time with Drekza's thrusting. "That's right, slut! Beg! Beg you little whore! Frost Queen my ass. You humans are all the same! You breed out of control and you're quick to submit to your superiors. The problem is that you're soft and weak, not suitable servants to dragonkind. I've bred dozens of you, but your pathetic bodies never produce anything worthy." Drekza thrust harder and harder, stretching Amber's cunt wider with each thrust. Her cervix had probably not so much stopped hurting, as she'd just gone numb from the pain of it being repeatedly forced opened inches wide. Her cock throbbed as it moved back and forth inside Amber, while the woman's pussy pulsed as well. Their throbbing, pulsing, and constantly shifting directions created constantly changing sensations for both of them. Something tickled the back of her mind and an idea occurred to her. "Maybe that's the problem. None of you have possessed any magick before. Certainly, not any magick that didn't require that finger wiggling nonsense. Maybe you'll produce something worthy of serving us? Let's find out." Drekzna began thrusting even harder and faster until she let loose a roar that shook the little structure. "Grraaahhh!" she shouted as the first massive, thick blast erupted, rope after heavy rope spurting forth with each contraction rippling along her length. Amber let out a choked scream, tears of pleasure and pain running down her face as she came so hard that she nearly passed out. Her tight pussy squirted girlcum all over Drekza's legs as her womb filled with the thick dragon seed. Her stomach bulged with the huge load of potent beastial jizz, her body went limp, what little strength she had left was gone. Her body was covered in sweat, and her pussy and ass were red from the rough assault on her body. Her dazed expression, glassy eyes, and the strings of drool made it clear that she was done, broken for now at Drekza's hands and on her cock. Drekza felt the last of her load empty inside the poor breeder beneath her. The backpressure annoyed her a bit because it meant that the woman was full and some of her seed would be wasted, but it was always that way with humans. Other things about them annoyed her as well. Why did they insist on gestating their young inside their bodies? It limited the amount that they could produce at any one time and made their brood mother all but useless for defending them as they developed. Drekza had always been denied her rightful place, but she'd always felt that if she'd given them something that they couldn't resist, say...the perfect sub-species of servants, they'd have no choice. Breaking and breeding humans had never worked before. Maybe she'd been using the wrong kind of humans… As soon as she started to pull out she felt her own cum splash back out over her crotch before watching it ooze out of the little breedbitch to pool in the dirt. She heard the whimpered pleas but had barely even been paying attention. It was the tone that caught her attention more than anything else. “C...can...clean?” Amber struggled to talk, but she tried her best to keep her mouth and eyes open, hoping her new master would understand her gesture. As Drekza looked down at her, she decided that she should probably be a little more respectful. After all, this might just be the mother of a new subspecies. She stood and walked around to face Amber once more while her thick cream dripped from the gaping hole she'd left behind. She knelt and extended a single claw, using it to lift Amber's chin so that they met eye to eye. "Happy mother's day," she said with a smile, then pushed a few inches of her cock into Amber's mouth to clean. Amber greedily accepted it, her tongue licking the fat dick clean. Her lips massaged the shaft as her tongue slid back and forth along the underside. She looked into Drekza's eyes like a broken toy who only wanted to please her master. Amber started bobbing her head, taking as much of the dirty cock into her mouth as she could. Drekza stared into Amber’s eyes as she appreciated her oral attention. Being part dragon, and thus reptilian, her cock never really got soft. It was for the most part, permanently erect. It was just stored inside her body when not in use, and her “clitoris” was actually just the very tip of it. After breeding a human, or at least sexually dominating them, she usually retracted it. They’d had more than enough and had served her purpose as far as she was concerned. Amber, however, seemed different. “You liked that, didn’t you, little dragonslayer. I admit that I enjoyed it more than most,” she said, petting her head as she slowly moved her hips back and forth, languidly using Amber’s slutty mouth as if it were no more than another hole to fill. “You seem different than most human women...as if there was something special about you. I mean more than just the magic. The way you smell, for example.” Drekza pulled her cock out of Amber’s mouth and moved it around, amusing herself by making the little cockwhore chase it around trying to recapture it. She took Amber’s head between her clawed hands and held it still as she twisted her hips from left to right and back again. The wet, slapping sound as her meatpole smacked the girl’s cheeks made her almost giggle, at least as much as Drekza ever giggled. She took hold of it and brought it to Amber’s mouth again and parted her lips. The touch of her new toy’s tongue made it clear that Amber wanted more of her cockmeat again. She withdrew and squatted in front of her. “If I let you go, what are you going to do? Will you run? Will you try to attack me again?” She studied Amber’s face. “I don’t think you will. In fact, I think you want me to fuck you as often as possible, don’t you?” She stood and took a step back, leaning against the fireplace mantle. She watched Amber’s reaction as she pulled her fuckpole back inside her, until only a tiny cunt with a large, pink button at that top remained. “I have a proposition, little whore. I’m curious as to what offspring I can produce with you. Do you want to hear it? I think you’ll like it very much.” She smiled in a way that seemed both sinister and amused at that same time. Amber whimpered a bit. "Please you?" Amber's eyes glowed a cool blue and a frosty, spectral woman manifested before Drekza. It began licking and kissing her clit and pussy, its tongue slipping in between her lips as its cool hands rubbed and massaged the dragon girl's ass, its fingers lightly teasing Drekza asshole. Drekza took a step or two closer and slapped Amber hard across the face to break her concentration, hoping to dispel the ghostly servants. “I’m trying to talk to you. You can service me later.” She squatted down in front of her and stared at her face for a moment, then sat fully, extending her legs out to either side of the bound one. She scooted up so that her crotch was almost under Amber’s face. “I’m going to unbind you know. Once I do, you have three choices. One: You can run far away and hope that I don’t hunt you. This time I won’t be so nice. Two: You can run away, a poor naked woman attacked by a dragon, gather an army, and come back to attempt to destroy me.” She gritted her teeth and extended her injured wings to their full spread, terrifying in their glory. “I wouldn’t advise that one. Three: You can be my breedbitch and possibly a brood mother for a superior species.” She grabbed the front of Amber’s hair and yanked it up so that she was looking her solidly in the eyes. “You see, I’m being denied what’s mine...my birthright. I’ve pursued a number of different things, but none of them is acceptable to the council. However, I do have one that I’ve been trying. It’s a very good one. Unfortunately, it hasn’t borne fruit, so to speak. I think that you may be the answer. There is something unique about you. I can smell it. There is something reptian, perhaps, draconian in your heritage. I can see it as well .You’re veiled, but not in the normal way. You’re older than you look. Not as old as me and if you say ‘pup’ one more time, I’ll gut you and feast on your entrails.” Drekza leaned forward and licked Amber from her chin to the middle of her forehead. “You will stay here. You will only wear clothing when you leave this structure such as going to the nearest settlement for supplies. Until you are properly tattooed for ownership, you will wear a collar bearing my symbol. You will restore this building while I establish my domain. You will clean. You will cook what I kill and bring for us to eat. You will serve me in all ways. In exchange, you will become a brood mother to a new race of servants to Dragonkind. I will breed you when I want, where I want, how I want. I will not make love to you. I will not have sex with you. I will breed you. If you are asleep and I decide that I want to, I will breed you. If you are cooking and I decide that I want to, I will breed you. You are nothing more than a receptacle for my semen for the purpose of bearing my offspring.” Drekza began to extend her cock again. She’d sat in this exact position for a reason. As her cock rose, it passed just in front of Amber’s face. She stopped when the tip drew even with her new broodbitch’s mouth. A bit of precum at the tip glinted in the sunlight streaming through the window. There was no doubt in her mind what the little magician would choose. Amber’s eyes were clearing and it was evident that she was regaining her senses. Drekza’s raw power had overwhelmed her and she’d become fuck-drunk off the sex, but the truth of the matter is that she’d enjoyed every minute of it and would give anything for it to continue. Still, the thought of life in this ramshackle dwelling was undesirable at best. As much as the idea of being her new mistress’s permanent cocksheath filled her stomach with butterflies and appealed to parts of her that she didn’t even know existed, she was still the Frost Queen, and like any queen, she owned a castle. “Mistress, if I may. I have a better place that is more worthy of you. A grand castle with extensive lands and many servants and loyal vassals. I would surrender it to you. It will be your new domain here in this realm. I will rule in name only. This I gift to you in exchange for your gracious offer. I wish only to remain yours”. Drekza arched an eyebrow. Well, this was an interesting development. Perhaps one that will work in my favor. She closed her eyes and breathed deep. It wasn’t long ago that her cock was plunging so deep that she could feel the backside of the woman’s womb. Her seed had filled the woman so much that her stomach bulged from the cum. There were a lot of scents in the air, but she was looking for a particular one. The forced breeding had been a display of power. It was meant to make her dominance clear, as well as humiliate and humble her, and not actually intended to produce offspring - to impregnate her. But perhaps… Had Amber been ovulating? Had one of her sperm found the ovum? The rest would crystalize around it to form a protective shell - an egg. A day later, Amber would lay that egg then be ready to be bred again. Then, it was simply a matter of keeping that egg warm and safe for the next six weeks until it hatched. Frequent exposure to Drekza’s cum would cause Amber to immediately ovulate again each time she laid an egg. If the offspring turned out to be successful, Drekza intended to make the little slut into her personal breeding bitch. She’d be stretched full of cock and overflowing with cum constantly. The defiant dragonspawn would turn her into the broodmother of a new race. They’d have to recognize her after that. They’d have to return her birthright, and if not, well then she was already creating an army of dragonkin. She’d make a new dragonborn - a new soldier - every other day. “I like the sound of that. Tell me more about this place…” Amber kissed the tip of the Drekza’s dick, her tongue swirling around her cock head, licking up all the precum before she kissed her way down to its base. She nuzzled her face to it for a moment, then licked her way back to the tip. Remaining prostrate, she described her home, the magical servants and its guardians made of ice. She finished with another kiss upon the rod before her. “I think that things are going to work out well, Amber. There is one more thing before we get going though. I’m going to need you to finish something that you’ve started.” Drekza grinned and put one clawed hand on the back of Amber’s head. The mage had already taken her member and was running it around her lips. She pushed down, forcing it to part them and she sighed a little at the heat of her new concubine’s mouth. She continued to push down, even when Amber tried to raise her head up. The tip of her cock pushed into her throat, causing her to gag and cough around Drekza’s cock. Drekza chuckled and twisted her hand in the night-black hair, turning it into a handle of sorts to control her head. “Don’t worry about that gag reflex. We’ll work that out of you in no time. I’ll only be able to breed you every other day so the eggs get time to crystalize, and I’ll get tired of your ass. Regular throat fucking should get you used it in no time.” With that, she pulled Amber’s head up until just the tip of her shaft remained, then shoved it back down to jab the back of her throat. Amber gagged again. “It’s just a matter of control. You’ll learn.” She did it once again, drawing forth Amber’s choking cough. She pulled the woman’s head completely off, strings of drooling saliva extending from her mouth. Her lips formed into a frown and her eyes pleaded. Drekza threw her head back and laughed. “Yes, this is going to be fun.” She jammed Amber’s head down again and began rapidly bobbing it up and down her thick pole. As soon as she felt the flesh in the rear of the bitch’s tight mouth, she yanked her head back up until she barely remained between her lips. “Make good use of your tongue.” She continued up and down. It wasn’t so much Amber giving her a blowjob as it was Drekza masturbating herself with the girl’s mouth. She could have drawn it out longer, but she really just wanted to make sure that her living fucktoy understood her place. She yanked her head up one last time. “Now, take a deep breath,” she said with the tone of someone who was about to be amused by something. Amber looked at her in confusion. “Deep breath, little Amber. Take a deep breath.” Amber still didn’t quite seem to be understanding, but she opened her mouth and filled her lungs. “Good girl! Here we go,” Drekza smirked. She jammed Amber’s head down onto her straining cock once more. It hit the back of Amber’s throat, but she ignored the gagging sound and continued to force her cockmeat deeper and deeper until Amber’s lips were stretched wide nearly at the base. Holding Amber in place, her hips jerked several times as she released jet after thick, creamy jet directly into her stomach. “Ah, fuck, yeah,” she growled deep and rumbly. “Shame to waste good seed, but you looked hungry.” She let out a half-laugh, half-grunt, and bucked her hips a couple more times. She pulled Amber’s head off of her, the last couple of spurts landing on her tongue and lips. She untangled her fingers from the black mop and simply dropped her as she stood up.  “Okay, let’s go,” her cock drawing back into her body until it once again appeared to be a large clitoris. “I’m sure that someone will...volunteer...their clothing along the way.” She strode out the door without waiting to see if Amber followed.

Chapter 0 - Yuyuko Makes A Mess

“Youmuuu! I'm huuuungry!”  “Coming, Mistress Yuyuko!”  Yuyuko impatiently hammered on the table, her ghost tummy audibly rumbling. So loud were her hunger pangs that Youmu could hear it all the way in the kitchen, even while she was bustling around putting the finishing touches on her mistress's four-course meal. Goodness me, thought Youmu, my lady certainly is very hungry this afternoon! But I just fed her that roasted ham three hours ago! I do hope my meals haven't left her too famished. Youmu artfully garnished the duck flambe before scuttling out of the kitchen, weighted down with Yuyuko's hearty meal. “Please excuse me, mistress!” Youmu apologized as she set out the meal, “I hope this is enough.” Yuyuko's eyes went wide as she surveyed the incredible meal Youmu had so dutifully prepared for her. “Youmu, this looks wonderful,” she said, smiling at her servant, “You're so good to me. Please take the rest of the day off after you're through gardening. You've worked yourself to hard making this for me.” “Oh! Thank you, mistress!” replied Youmu, bowing her head to the floor. “That's very gracious of you. But please: your food is getting cold.” “Ah! Of course! I'd hate for all this effort to go to waste. 'Thanks for the meal'~!” Youmu smiled to herself as she watched Yuyuko dig into her first helping. Though she was elated by her mistress's praises, she knew she wouldn't be able to take the rest of the day off. There was simply too much weeding to be done and, besides that, after this meal it would be time to help Yuyuko relieve herself. With all the food her lady consumed, the mistress was naturally prone to very...big bowel movements which directly required Youmu's assistance. Although Youmu found her mistress's habits distasteful, she nonetheless did not shirk from them for she loved her mistress deeply and derived so much satisfaction from helping her make her waste. Such a dutiful young lady, thought Yuyuko as she messily scarfed down an entire bowl of egg dumplings, that poor thing having to cook and clean after me night and day. Yuyuko's heart fluttered thinking about her servant girl in such a way. But just then, Yuyuko felt a big shift in her gut. To her dismay, she felt the familiar sensation of a big, pent-up fart pressing against her tightly-clenched asshole. “Ah! Oh no, Youmu! I'm...I'm afraid I have to pass gas. Please don't be too disgusted with me.” “Not at all, mistress! Please make yourself feel better. Just go ahead and let it all out.” “A...alright...here I go...fffffFFFRRRRRRRRRRNNNNTTT...” Yuyuko grunted, letting out a huge torrent of filthy wind. Her mammoth fart rumbled out of her, mostly being muffled by her cushion as she blew it hard out of her ass.  “Aah! BRRRNT! Aah! PPRRRAAAPPFF! Youmuuu! Aagh...I'm so sorry!” Yuyuko gritted her teeth as she felt her hot gas seep out through her blue, butterfly-embroidered kimono. She was making terribly vulgar and unladylike farts, quite unfitting for an elegant ghost woman like herself. So much noxious, ghost girl gas was getting pumped out of Yuyuko's gut that she easily filled the whole room with her mammoth stench. Youmu coughed and wrinkled her nose as a strong whiff of Yuyuko's fart gas wafted over to her. “Oh goodness, I'm so embarrassed Youmu! Please don't smell it! [sniff] Ack! Oh no! It is really stinky! I'm so sorry!” Yuyuko said, flushing as red as a ghost girl can get as she smelled the stinking hot fart gas her chubby butt let out. “Oh, it's alright mistress. Please don't be embarrassed. In fact, I'm feeling quite gassy myself. May I relieve myself in front of you?” “Oh...yes! Go right ahead, Youmu.” Youmu lifted her butt off the cushion, closed her eyes, and passed a short, but deep-sounding fart. Though it was only a little, Youmu's face grew bright red in embarrassment as the smell of her fart gas wafted up out of her pleated skirt and into her nose. She had let out a very foul and pungent odor, no where close to the disgusting, toxic farts her mistress made, but much stinkier than usual. Youmu covered her face in embarrassment and wafted her fart cloud away with a very feminine gesture of her hand. “Eek! Excuse me! How embarrassing!” “Ah, even Youmu's farts are so elegant and ladylike. If only her mistress could pass her wind in such a graceful manner.” “Oh thank you, mistress!” Youmu swiftly replied, bowing low. “But it is actually very stinky...and...I think I have to make more.” “Teehee, that's quite alright dear. No need to be so formal. I've already filled the room with my bad gas. What's a little more?” Yuyuko nodded and smiled in her dumb-looking way, but she secretly wanted Youmu to fart more. Her precious gardener was always so uptight and dignified around her, it gave Yuyuko a sort of obscene pleasure in seeing Youmu let go of her inhibitions this way. Truthfully, Yuyuko wished Youmu would fart casually all the time she was around her. It would be nice, thought Yuyuko, for Youmu to relax once in a while and sit around with her mistress, sharing gas with each other. Plus, she always wondered what a half-ghost girl's farts would smell like, especially coming out of two very sweaty, very tight ass cheeks after a long day of gardening. Youmu complied and scrunched up her face. Bracing herself on her knees, Youmu stuck out her butt slightly and began passing some very quiet gas. Her fart hissed out from between her tight butt cheeks and stung her asshole a little bit. Youmu was tremendously embarrassed that she was making such vile, noxious gas, and right in front of her mistress at that. Finally, after an agonizingly long time, Youmu cut off her SBD and sat back down on the cushion. “Aaagh~! Mistress~! This is embarrassing~!” cried Youmu as her long, gassy fart continued to leak out of her. Yuyuko just smiled, happy to see her servant relieving her bloated bowels and giving off a nice, meaty stink. “Phew,” she went, her face beet red and her heart thumping, “All finished.” “Teehee, Youmu, you are so cute when you fart. Did you know that?” asked Youmu teasingly. “Ack! Mistress!” Youmu grew an even deeper shade of red in embarrassment. “Heehee, you are also cute when you are embarrassed. Perhaps I should embarrass you more often?” Before Youmu could reply, Yuyuko grimaced and shuddered. She clasped her hips tightly and birthed a tremendous burst of incredibly foul gas followed by a chain of short, loud farts.  “Aah...hrrnn...brrrrnt...uggh...oh no! Uggh...fffppprrrnnt...aah...Youmuuu...I think...I think I need to...brrrnt....brrrnt...BRRRNNT...aagh! P...please...hurry...get the bucket!” Without a word, Youmu leaped from her seat and ran to grab Yuyuko's bucket. Because of Yuyuko's substantial eating, she could not go in a regular toilet and instead had to make due with a large metal pale.  “Eeek! Oh noooo...aagh...pplbbrrrp...uggh...waaa it's coming out...I'm sorry Youmu...I can't hold it...” Yuyuko cringed as she released another dirty, wet fart into the backside of her kimono. Tears welled in her eyes and her cheeks were on fire as she felt her asshole begin to loosen as the first of her many, many horrible, nasty mega-turds began to slip out. Yuyuko struggled but couldn't hold on a moment longer. With a dejected sigh, Yuyuko farted her greasy, wet shit into the ass of her panties. Yuyuko braced herself on top of the table, sitting up on her knees with her wide, round ass out. Her bulge was quickly growing as her panties were getting densely packed with waste. Yuyuko bulged her panties out as far as they would go, even pushing out her kimono bottom. She began to feel her piping hot, sticky waste escape over the hem. “Mistress! Hold on! I've got the bucket!” Youmu came rushing back into the room, carrying a sizable three-gallon pale.  “Ooh...it's no good Youmu...so much is...coming out...” groaned Yuyuko, passing some more terrible, silent fart gas. “Don't worry mistress! Let Youmu handle it!” Youmu came around behind Yuyuko and slowly and carefully lifted up Yuyuko's shit-stained kimono. Her eyes went wide for a moment as she assessed the incredible load Yuyuko had already dumped into her panties. Her frilly pink panties bulged incredibly from her big, fat, wide ass. It looked as if she had passed a watermelon into them, they were so heavy and dense. “Hnng...nooo Youmuu...ughh...don't take them off..” No sooner had Yuyuko said that than did she pass an extremely wet, burbling fart that assaulted Youmu's nose. Her mistress's stench was horribly foul, some of the sickest fart gas she had ever smelled coming out of Yuyuko. But, moreover, as Youmu carefully and gingerly pulled down Yuyuko's stuffed panties, she gazed at Yuyuko's dirty, swollen asshole as it blossomed wide and began to let out a huge monster. Yuyuko groaned in agony as her tummy birthed this enormous, foot-wide shit snake that crawled slowly out of her gaping rear end before splattering all over the filthy mound of rotten shit in her overflowing panties. “Oh no, Mistress Yuyuko! You're starting to let them out again! Please, you need to poop in your bucket now!” Youmu helped Yuyuko out of her soiled panties and Yuyuko hurriedly squatted over the metal bucket. “Hnngh! Pppprrrrrrrrttt!” went Yuyuko's gassy ass as she ripped a low, rumbling, wet shit fart into the bucket. Her awful gas cloud kept coming out more and more, reflecting off the bottom of the pale and floating up around her. Yuyuko had no choice but to inhale the awful fart gas she was birthing. It was absolutely sickening: a big, fat meaty fart that totally raped her nose. Youmu couldn't help but breathe in her mistress's noxious fart plume too, which made her eyes water. Her sensitive nostrils were being overwhelmed by the toxic wind getting pushed out of Yuyuko's asshole.  Finally, Yuyuko's tremendous gas blast stopped as her shithole was blocked up by the protruding tip of another mammoth brown turd. Her asshole was stretched wide open as the awful shit beast came squirming out of her gut. Yuyuko started to lay her fat shit in the bucket, her enormous butt-fuckers loudly plopping on the metal basin as they came gushing out of her dilated hole. Youmu's face was mere inches from her mistress's defecating asscrack as she held and steadied Yuyuko's shit bucket. She could feel the intense heat radiate off of Yuyuko's gigantic turds and smell the potent scent that reeked from them. To Youmu, though, it was just another one of her mistress's big hyper-dumps. She thought her mistress looked so beautiful and elegant as she laid her cute mega-turds, as if Yuyuko was in the midst of an incredible, never-ending orgasm. Youmu flushed, imagining what her mistress must feel every time she takes one of these humongous dumps. But Youmu was torn from her daydream when Yuyuko ripped a loud, gassy stinker right in Youmu's face. Youmu felt Yuyuko's searing hot butt gas blow across her red cheeks. “FFFFRRRNNT! Aaagh! Youmu, I'm so sorry!” cried Yuyuko, “ I didn't mean to...uggh...BRRRAAAPPP...uhnn...blow it on you. [sniff] Oh gosh, it's really stinky! Please don't smell it, Youmu!” “Oh Mistress, you know I don't mind. [sniff] In fact...umm...I think they smell quite good. That one was very pungent, probably because you're no longer so blocked up. [sniff] Mmm...so go ahead and make a lot more, Mistress!” “Ohh...Youmu...” Yuyuko flushed, her feelings for her servant welling up inside of her now that she had revealed herself so truthfully. But before she could say anything, Yuyuko's tummy gurgled sickeningly as she passed a huge, slimy log out of her rectum. Inch after foul, disgusting inch of thick, repugnant shit slid out of Yuyuko's belching asshole. Her enormous turd painfully stretched her fat, gaping asshole, it was so massive and dense: a gigantic, twelve-inch wide shit-cock. Tears streamed down Yuyuko's smooth, white face and she banged her hand against the table, pushing with all her might, trying to relieve herself of the huge piece of shit sticking straight out of her chubby butt. However, as the huge, never-ending log continued to grow out of her ass, it squeezed against Yuyuko's overfilled bladder, making her need to desperately take a piss. “Oh no, Youmu...hrrrgghh...I need to pee...I gotta pee sooooo bad! No! It's no good...unnnhhhhh...” Yuyuko struggled to keep her piss-hole closed but she couldn't help but lose control as she continued to push on her fat shit load. Yuyuko started squirting out a high-pressure stream of nasty, thick, yellow piss from her plump, gushing pussy. Her hot stream shot straight out from her plump cheeks, spraying everywhere, looking more like a horse relieving itself than a ghost girl. “Ack! Miss Yuyuko, it's going all over!” cried Youmu, desperately trying to contain her mistress's messy piss flow. Yuyuko was practically squirting out of control, pushing out a powerful, thick gusher that shot straight at her enormous hyper-shit, breaking her turd open and causing it to release a totally obnoxious smell. Poor Youmu was also getting positively soaked in Yuyuko's hot piss blast. Her cute little green jumper was absolutely soaked through, damp with Yuyuko's heady pee juice and stained with flakes of her massive shit and raunchy diarrhea. “Ugggh,” groaned Yuyuko, inhaling the wretched scent of her piss-soaked hyper turd, “I can't take it! This smells so bad! Auugh, this is so embarrassing!”  “Eeeek! Oh no, Mistress! It won't fit in the bucket! You're making too much!” Youmu fruitlessly wrangled with the end of Yuyuko's tremendous shit, trying to fit as much of her offensive crap into the pale, but it was no use. Yuyuko gasped as her fat mega-turd broke in two, half of it sticking awkwardly out of the bucket and the other hanging out of Yuyuko's stretched-out butthole. Youmu's hands were now completely covered up to her elbows in Yuyuko's nasty shit cream as the little half-ghost tried to stuff Yuyuko's huge turd down into the bucket. Sure enough, Yuyuko had managed to completely fill her shit bucket with just a fraction of her mighty waste and stinky piss. “Boohoo...I'm so sorry Youmu...I can't stop...ugghh...everything is coming out of me...” Yuyuko cupped her hands in her face and sobbed as she continued to leak shit and piss everywhere. Her piss-hole was still gushing with a nice, huge stream, which had quickly formed a rapidly spreading puddle that threatened to cover the whole floor. She couldn't hope to close her butthole as it was still mercilessly fucked open by her raunchy mega-turd, which kept crawling its way out of her stomach and piling up on the tatami in what had become a disgusting, two-foot tall mound. And even though she was still shitting like crazy, Yuyuko had plenty of gas left inside her that painfully leaked out, causing her to rip incredibly loud and embarrassing fart blasts that sent her shit-snake rocketing out of her and into her fat turd pile. “It's alright, Mistress,” Youmu said, “Look.” Yuyuko looked up to see Youmu licking the nasty coat of shit off her gorgeous hands and arms. Youmu looked as if she was enjoying it tremendously, softly moaning each time she stuck out her naughty tongue and slurped off another helping of her mistress's crap. “See, Mistress? It's okay if you make a mess around me because I am Miss Yuyuko's Toilet. I wish Miss Yuyuko would give her Toilet Girl all of her body's beautiful waste. Miss Yuyuko's Toilet wants to smell and taste and feel everything that comes out of her lovely mistress's body. Mmm...her cute, stinky farts...mmm...and her hot, wet piss...mmm...and especially her huge, horrible turds!” Youmu's shit-caked hands found their way down between her pleated skirt. Youmu let out a little gasp as she frigged her delicate pussy-lips through her bloomers, delighting in the feel of Yuyuko's shit getting messily smeared all over her puffy, swollen lips. “Ah! Youmu...Mistress would love to feed her Toilet all the smelly, nasty stuff inside her body! But...but only if her Toilet promises to fart and shit a lot too.” Youmu started to tear up but managed a big smile across her blushing red face. “Oh, of course, Mistress! Youmu has so much bad gas and fat shit to give her mistress! Here, please let me share it with you!” Youmu peeled off her piss-drenched skirt to reveal her darkened bloomers, utterly soaked with her copious pussy cream. “Here, Mistress! Youmu is going to let out a very dirty fart. Please sniff all of it!” Youmu turned around and stuck out her tight ass, pointing it right under Yuyuko's nose, and instantly ripped an insanely pent-up, vulgar fart. Even though Yuyuko had filled the room with so much bad-smelling waste, Youmu's fart gas managed to reach her nostrils and she perceived its smelly scent. It truly was awful, mush worse than the farts Youmu normally made, and it made Yuyuko feel proud knowing that her half-ghost toilet girl was sharing her worst-smelling gas with her. “Ah, all done!” went Youmu as the last of her foul, noxious fart drifted up and out of her bloomers, “Now I can finally take a big, messy dump with Mistress Yuyuko! [gurgle] Oof...here it comes, Mistress! I'm not going to hold anything back! I'm going to let out all the big, nasty turds inside me and share them with my mistress!” With a sigh, Youmu relaxed her asshole and started shitting hard into her panties. Her bloomers quickly began to bulge outwards as she forced out her own gigantic shit. Although it was nowhere near as huge or long as Yuyuko's, Youmu's shit was very stinky and both girls could smell it as Youmu dropped a nice, big load in her panties. Yuyuko was salivating as she watched Youmu completely pack her panties full of crap and hurriedly wrenched down Youmu's bloomers to see the humongous mess she had made. “Wow, Youmu! That's wonderful! You are shitting so much! Aaagh...I can feel more sliding out of me too! Mmm...we are both shitting so beautifully together!” Although Yuyuko hadn't stopped dumping the whole time Youmu messed herself, she now let loose with abandon. Her gushing pussy was drenching everything in a steamy coating of piss and her farting asshole was belching out a seemingly never-ending stream of fat, thick hyper-turds that plopped all over her legs and feet. Yuyuko pulled off Youmu's crap-filled panties and quickly stuffed her face in them, overwhelmed by her toilet girl's incredibly stinky shit. Yuyuko brought her face out of Youmu's shit-mound and Youmu giggled seeing her mistress's face absolutely covered in her vile crap. Youmu leaned and smeared her face all over Yuyuko's, getting her crap all over herself. In the end, the girls wallowed in their own massive piles of filth as their gassy assholes belched out their big, stinky loads.

Chapter 3 - Escaping aint cheap!

Princess Peach was lost. She had been running for what felt like hours, her legs were getting stiff in the cold night air. The cum on her feet was long since dry, the feeling was uncomfortable. At some point there had been the sound of some wild animal passing nearby but other than that the wildlife seemed to be mostly avoiding her. She decided to stop and take a rest. A tree would provide safety from animals, or her captors, so she scanned the nearby area for a big, easy to climb one. Without the sound of her running it was silent, not even the insects were making a peep. Music! Somewhere to her left there was a tune floating through the air, very faint but very real. Peach turned and started to walk in that direction. As the music grew louder she became aware of second sound: something was following her. Something large and slow. The princess broke into a jog, the pursuer fell a little behind for a moment but was clearly speeding up. There was light directly ahead, a clearing was visible through the trees. Peach felt the pursuer was only a couple of step away, she used the last of her energy to make a desperate dash for safety. As she escaped out into the moonlight the sound behind her fell away. She turned to try and see what had given her such a fright. A large shadowy figure was watching her, and as her eyes made contact it turned and wandered back into the forest. She let out a sigh of relief. Peach had arrived in a small village, most of the lights were out but there was one large building still active, the music was coming from there. Over the unfamiliar tunes came voices, chatting and laughing. The windows were all covered from the inside, she had no choice but to go inside to see what was happening. As Peach opened the door the burst of light was blinding. She stood in the opening and let her sight come back, the voices inside suddenly quieted in her presence. There were no familiar Toads or Koopas waiting within, only the masked faces of the mysterious Shyguy. There must have been twenty or more, all watching her silently. As usual not the smallest amount of skin was showing on any, less usual was their size: they were tall, taller than the princess herself even. An especially large one stepped forward and spoke: “Can I help you miss?” “I hope so. I’m lost and I need to contact someone, is there a post office in the village?” “Sure is.” “Could one of you point it out to me?” The Shyguy cocked his head, “It doesn’t look like you’re carrying any coins, are you aware there is a hefty cost for long distance delivery?” “I’m a princess, I can pay handsomely and then some.” A quiet laugh passed through the crowd. “I don’t think you’ll find anyone willing to risk that deal.” Peach frowned, “Then could someone lend me the amount I would require?” Another laugh. “I’ll tell you what, we run a little business here in this club, you could earn the coins.” “What kind of business? What do I have to do? Waitressing?” The leader looked at her closely, there was still a string of cum running down her face. “I’m sure you can handle it, just head down that hallway and lock yourself into the room at the end.” Peach obeyed. The room was small and dark, the only feature was a handful of dirty cushions and a strange little hole in the wall. Curious, she had a look through but there was something blocking the other side. She quietly sat down on a plump cushion to await further instructions. A sound came through the wall: someone entering followed by the click of a lock. “You in there?” asked a deep male voice. “I am. What am I supposed to be doing in here?” More sounds. The hole in the wall suddenly lit up. Light from the other room was coming through clearly for a moment, then something blocked most of it. Peach moved down to have a look. Her head was mere inches from the hole when there was a sudden movement. A penis was poking through! She pulled back savagely. “Hey baby, what’s the hold up?” asked the voice. “What exactly am I supposed to do here? I’m not touching that!” “You want the coin?” “Not that badly!” “Seriously, you must have done this before. Get on with it, you need the coins if you want to get out of town.” Peach looked back at the door. The locals didn’t seem too friendly and the creature in the forest might be still be waiting for her. She was trapped. The penis wasn’t too unusual, especially compared to the others she had seen that night. She reached down and ran a finger along the shaft, it quivered slightly against her touch. She gently wrapped her gloved hand around the head and gave a little tug. “Woah, not too rough in there!” Peach slid her hand up to the wall then back down, the cock felt incredibly warm in her grip. Very slowly she started to pump up and down. Every stroke made the princess more confident in her actions. She kept a firm grip on the shaft as she jerked the stranger off, and at uneven intervals she gave the meat a little squeeze. “This isn’t too bad,” she thought to herself, “I just have to get this one guy off and I’ll be out of here.” Peach examined the cock while she jerked it. It wasn't all that large, it looked like she could hold most of the body in one hand. The head was fairly big though and there was a steady drip of pre-cum coming from the little opening. She found herself wondering what it must taste like. Ever so slowly Peach moved down towards the cock, until it was about an inch away from her painted lips. She cautiously stuck out her tongue and, with some hesitation, made contact with the head. Suddenly there came a cry of “Oh shit!” from through the hole and before she could pull away there was a hot splash on her face. Peach’s mouth had been open and quite a lot of cum made it inside, she quickly turned and spat on the floor. Unfortunately she couldn’t get rid of it all and had to clean the inside of her mouth using her tongue. She didn’t actually mind the taste. “That was pretty good,” said the stranger, “Been a while since I came like that. Here’s your pay.” A single gold coin fell through the hole. Peach managed to catch it before it hit the ground. “So I can go now?” “If you want. You’ll need about twenty of those though, so I’d recommend you stay. Don’t worry, there are plenty of customers waiting for a turn!” If you have a request for the story please post it!

Chapter 2 - Satisfying the others

Princess Peach stared, open mouthed, at the huge gorilla cock. “Looks like you’ve made a friend,” laughed Pete. Peach gulped, “We can make a deal, we can make a deal, we have to make a deal!” “Your offerr?” “...you two are only interested in sex?” “I figure we’ve already crossed the line, too late to stop now.” Peach struggled to free her hands. Lucky, with a grin as wide as his face, took a big step forward. “I could give footjobs to both of you! You saw how good I was!” “I might have settled for that before, but your feet are too messy now. Lucky, turn her over.” Lucky moved forward and Peach flinched instinctively, but he followed the order and simply flipped her on to her belly. Pete quickly grabbed the skirt of her dress and bunched it up around her midsection, revealing her lacy white panties. “Nice ass. Lucky seems to like the look of it.” The idea of sex with the massive gorilla was bad enough, but mentioning anal took the breath from the princess. Pete stepped in front of her face and started stroking himself in anticipation. A huge drip of pre-cum fell from Lucky down on to Peach’s thigh. “For goodness’ sake, don’t put anything in there! You’d tear me in half!” Lucky seemed to understand. He prodded at her ass cheeks then gave them a very soft slap. Pete’s cock was a mere inch from Peach’s lips, she quickly shut up and closed her mouth tightly. Inspiration struck! Lucky stepped in and spread the princess’s plump ass cheeks, then plopped his dick down between them. He slid back and forth a few times but it didn’t seem to be good enough. Peach slammed her eyes shut. “You need to squeeze ‘em together!” said Pete. Lucky grabbed a handful of cheek in each hand and pressed them against his meat. He gave an experimental thrust, then another, then a third. Despite the situation Peach was thankful, it seemed to be working. Pete pushed forward until the head of his cock pressed against the princess’s face. The feel of her soft skin made him even harder, his movement left a wet trail. There was so much pre-cum leaking from Lucky that Peach’s panties were soaked and her ass was glistening. Every time the gorilla thrust forward her panties were dragged forward as well. The feeling of the wet silk sliding across the surface of her pussy lips was actually kind of nice. Every now and then they would even bunch up and brush against her clitoris, sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine. There wasn’t enough air getting in through the princess’s nose, her lungs began to burn. She opened her mouth and took a deep breath and before she could clam back up the head of Pete’s cock pressed inside. With panic Peach used her tongue to push back against the intruder. “Yeah that’s right baby, use the tongue,” Pete moaned. Peach ignored him and fought to keep the rest of the cock out of her mouth. She started to feel low on breath once more. The thrusting from behind became stronger, it got harder for her to resist with her body bouncing between the two males. Finally she gave in, letting some of the shaft inside along with the precious air. Pete let out a long sigh, “All right! That’s more like it!” Peach was embarrassed about her predicament, to say the least, but she could feel her body starting to respond. As the two cocks pumped her back and forward heat rose from between her legs and spread across her body, she softly moaned around the dick in her mouth. Pete suddenly stiffened and pulled out; a second later there was a streak of cum running across Peach’s face and up on to her hair. As the Koopa feel back contently Peach breathed deeply and started to moan in earnest. “Oh shit,” she said, “Keep going Lucky! Faster!” Lucky obeyed. Peach panted and moaned, shifting around to get her panties in the best possible position. She could feel herself approaching the edge. Suddenly Lucky let out a mighty roar and coated the back of the princess’s pink dress in a torrent of cum. He quickly moved away from her, apparently content. “Fuck,” said Peach, “I was so close!” The female Koopa approached once more. “Looks like the boys have had their fill for the moment, tomorrow we can decide what we should do with you. Try to get some sleep if you can.” Peach, hot and bothered, ignored her and and continued to try and get herself off. By the time she had given up the gang were all sound asleep, and despite the feeling between her legs she knew that she had to take this chance to escape! She managed to flip around on to her back once more, and a minute later she was sitting up. Standing was not so easy. “I know I can do this,” she thought to herself. She did it! Feeling tired and used she looked over the little camp then looked in the opposite direction. With the thrill of freedom running through her she ran. For the moment Princess Peach wasn’t worried that she had no idea where she was. For the moment.

Chapter 0 - Awakenings

Hinata awakened, it was already Saturday, 10 in the morning. She wasn't used to wake up this soon at weekends. The doorbell rang. Now she understood. Whenever someone knocked on her door in the morning they waked her. Her father usually went fishing on Saturdays. He went with her uncle, a friend and her older brother, Neji, while her mother left with her friends, maybe to the city center to shop. So they were not going to come back for some hours, she was all alone to herself. Resigned, she stood up and went to look who was knocking her door this soon. A pollster, maybe? "Who is it?" "I am the gas technician. May I come in please?" Hinata opened the door reluctantly. When the flat's ring sung, she was still half asleep so she was dressed in whatever she wore, in a strapless t-shirt that displayed a good part of her cleavage, short tight trousers and a white thong. In the last moment she tied her hair in a pigtail before opening. "Hello" "Hello sir" "¿Have I wake you up?" "Well, yes", Hinata laughs. The technician was -if Hinata guessed correctly- in his mid forties, with graying blonde hair, dark-skinned, muscular and tall, about 185 centimeters. He looked at her hungrily, she was scarcely dressed, but Hinata shook it off. It was normal, he was a man and all of them did look, however old they were. She guided him to the kitchen, where the gas installation was. "So... You went out yesterday?". The man started working with the equipment, Hinata was surprised with the question. She was a bit annoyed to be woken up, but she had to be gentle. "Yeah. Until 3 in the night" "Oh. And how was it?", he continued asking "It was good, I a lot of fun, actually" He laughed. "I think so. I bet boys flirt a lot with you". "Well, not really. I only went out to dance with my friends" "Ah! That way of dancing that is so popular right now, moving the hips wildly..." Hinata looked at him slyly, appreciating how a slight bulge grew in his pants. That excited her, and while they continued talking, she imagined herself dancing with the man as she did with boys her age: looking into the eyes, whirling her around and sticking her ass to his crotch while he caressed her thighs with his fingers, rising along her belly, until brushing her breast and moving around to make out with her mouth. Imagining this made her wet and heat up, her nipples hardening under the short shirt. Hinata caught him looking to her large chest and saw the bulge in his pant grow. She needed to stop this before her parents came back, it could be in any moment from now on. "Oh, I am sorry, I haven't offered you anything. Do you want coffee?". He nodded. Hinata opened the cabinet, standing on tiptoes to pick a cup not knowing that the man was behind her. "Let me help you" He closed the distance and clung to her, picking the coffee. Hinata noticed his hard cock sticking to her ass, he looked at her while he left the coffee in the marble top without separating any distance. She felt his face close to her hair and his breath in her ear. The young woman kept still, with the hands in the marble, her thighs stuck to the edge, pushed by his body, still clung to her ass. He started rubbing her abdomen, his hands moving up till they touched her breasts from above the clothing. "Stop! What are you doing? Leave me!" "Ha! Don't tell me you don't want it, I know you are in heat" "No, stop now! My father will arrive soon, you better go!" He smirked. "Liar. Nobody is going to come" He lowered one of his hands and placed it inside her thong, brushing her cunt with his fingers. "You are so wet, bitch!" He separated from her a moment, then he lowered her pyjamas pants, pulling aside her thong and exposing to the air her wet cunt lips. He touched them again, plunging between the skin. Hinata started to breathe excited by his movements. "Are you sure you don't want it?" She was so excited that she didn't even answered him, simply feeling how his long fingers opened up her flower. Hinata heard how the man unfastened his trousers, his cock rubbing her lips. He pushed a bit and his crown entered her sweet cunt. Hinata felt the big and thick cock opening her, the next moment she yelled as he thrusted all his way inside her. "AAAAHHHH" "Mmmm, you are so tight... I like it..." He kept on penetrating her slowly, Hinata moaned and moaned again in lust feeling how he entered her again and again, while his hands fondled her breasts. The man started making out with her, her moans drowning in his mouth, as their tongues massaged. He stopped to turn her around, grabbing Hinata from her thigh and putting her on the marble top. He pulled her bra strings, freeing her delicious large teats naked before him. "Gods girl, you have amazing tits! I have wanted to taste them since I crossed the door" At the same time he thrusted a pair of fingers into her drowned cunt, the man roamed her hard nipples with the tongue, making circles and fast movements, sucking and licking them while Hinata caressed his hair, biting her lower lip, surrendering to pleasure. Then, he went down and licked her swollen clit, while the young beauty squeezed her breasts and pulled his head to her. He kept there for some time, enjoying what he did, arousing her clit while her fingers traveled her vagina, until Hinata reached a great orgasm. "Well done, bitch. Now you are going to see..." He lowered Hinata from the marble and threw her into the kitchen's table. He undid her pigtail and shoved her head into the table, resulting in Hinata being firmly stuck into it, her big breasts smashed against the wood. Then he said: "I am bored of this". He grabbed the thong and pulled it off in one go. Then he put his thick cock inside the cunt in a swift hard thrust. Hinata felt it filling her vagina to the brim, he fucked her violently pulling her hair, his hips hitting her ass and the table creaking, so much that the thing that were on in felt to the floor as Hinata continued yelling in par with his thrusts. "Fuck, you are so hot bitch, I would fuck you forever" "FUCK ME! YOU BASTARD! KEEP FUCKING ME GOOD!" "Oh, you are right whore, I will fuck you, but now you have to earn it" He pulled back and sat down. Hinata understood perfectly what he wanted. She knelt and prepare to enjoy his incredible member. Her tongue traveled slowly his length, maintaining eye contact, all the while he brushed her face, he couldn't help show the pleasure the beautiful woman was giving her. Hinata played with his tongue around the tip, sucking from it. He rocked and Hinata kept on sucking with more effort than before, as if her life depend on it, sticking her cock all the way to her throat. The man accompanied her head shakes with his hands. He snorted. "Continue like that... Gods, you are such a good cocksucker" She kept gagging on the length, faster and faster, Hinata caressed her clit, desiring his release in her mouth. After a while, he stood up "Open your mouth" Hinata did exactly that. He released all his cum deep into her mouth, she swallowed it all in deep gulps. She then sucked his cock again, his erection didn't disappear. Hinata liked how his huge cock felt in her hot, wet mouth. "Fuck! You are such a whore, what a blowjob. Come, sit here" Hinata got up and laid her long legs on either side on his thighs, glancing at his cock, she touched it and directed it to her pussy, lowering on the incredible length until she felt it rub against her cunt lips. After that, Hinata bounced up and down, noticing how the impressive member opened her up again. Her hands clasped on his strong shoulders, in this position the man moved his hips wildly, as his cock rubbed her insides, he recommenced her attack on her nipples. Hinata jumped on him, riding and feeling his cock continuously filling her poor pussy, while he played with her breasts. Without any word he grabbed her thick thighs with his hands and, without pulling his cock off her cunt he stood up. The man sat Hinata down in the table, and she collapsed, ecstatic. Her lover pulled reaching her legs, making her heavenly body move with ease. He parted her legs, and started fucking her savagely again. He snorted like a bull, Hinata moaned and yelled in pleasure nonstop, her heavy breasts swaying at the rhythm he forced. From time to time he squeezed the teats and brushed her nipples, which made Hinata heat more and more. After a while like this, Hinata felt her body shudder, shake, her back arching on the table as she orgasmed again. "I knew you needed a good fuck since I saw you, bitch. Prepare yourself, I am going to fill your womb with my seed" This man who had knocked on her door, this man whose cock was giving her the best fuck in her life, he kept rocking her cunt hard, faster and faster until he exploded, and Hinata felt how he cummed nice and deep in her. He sat down in a chair humming, and Hinata knelt again in acknowledgement of the incredible orgasms he just gave her. As she sucked her thick member until it was clean, she felt his release cascade from her cunt, slipping off from her thighs. "Good girl. Tell your parents that the gas is perfect". Hinata thought, that she would love to have this man knocking in her door again next Saturday, acting as her alarm clock, and fucking her good. Of course, the gas technician is A (as the Fourth Raikage)

Chapter 1 - Katy's Mirror

Katy was your typical girl next door. She had long blonde hair that flowed down onto her shoulders, she had a small but perky chest, a slightly curvy waist that accentuated her small but round ass. She was in good shape, her cheerleading days had seen to that but now at 25 she was starting to settle down and focus more on her work. She sat in her bedroom sorting out her beauticians case, everything was in its proper place, she had compartments for all of her brushes and sections for endless amounts of makeup. The case itself was hard and sparkled. She looked around her room, like her case it was clean, tidy and everything had its proper place. She even had a 'special box' under her bed for when she had the girls over and they wanted to be a little playful. "Something is missing," she thought to herself. Looking around the room she realized what it was, "I can be so ditzy sometimes," she giggled to herself, "what kind of girl doesn't have a mirror." She went online and found a quaint little website that sold what she was after, a full length mirror with tiny diamonds that sparkled around the edge. "Oh I can't resist that!" she said to herself, "let's see, 'The magic mirror, guaranteed to bring life into your home' aww that sounds nice." She quickly entered her details and placed the order. Little did she know just how true the description was. A few days later the package arrived, she moved it to her room and unwrapped it. The mirror stood slightly taller than her and seemed to shine as she stood it up. She admired her new purchase and then looked at her reflection. She examined herself in the mirror, she turned around her tight jeans clung to her pert ass and her baggy shirt she wore around the house even looked good. "Wow I'm looking good today," she said to herself, "really good." Without thinking she started to gentle rub herself through her jeans. Catching herself she looked at the time. "Maybe later," she said to her reflection winking, "I have an appointment." Seemingly half a second after she had, the reflection winked back. Katy didn't notice, changed her top and gathered her case and left for her appointment. "What a day!" she moaned walking into her room, pulling her case behind her. She stood in the middle of the room and started undressing, "a quick shower, then an early night, this girl needs her beauty sleep." She giggled to herself as she pulled off her jeans then her top. She pulled down her panties and caught her reflection in the mirror. "Oh you like what you see do you?" she said to her reflection, "since you've had a busy day you can treat yourself." She sat down in front of the mirror and watched herself take off her bra. She moved her hand slowly down her body and started to tease herself, rubbing her clit gently to begin with and toying with her nipples with her other hand. "Stop teasing me," she giggled to herself and pushed her fingers inside, she looked at the reflection and watched her fingers sliding in and out of herself, feeling herself getting more excited she lay back and rubbed her clit with her other hand as her fingers penetrated her hole. She had a strange sensation that somebody was watching her, although there was no way anybody could, it still turned her on more. She closed her eyes as her body approached a climax, she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as she rubbed furiously on her shaven pussy. "You seem to be enjoying yourself," said a familiar voice, she froze and her eyes shot open, a naked girl stood over her, she looked familiar, really familiar. "Who are y-" she started, stopping herself as she realized. The girl was her reflection. Katy tried to get up but couldn't move. "Now, I think you've teased me enough," said the reflection, she knelt over Katy, wrapping her legs around her, "it's my turn now." She came down over her, their bodies pressed together. The sensation of having her body rubbing against her seemed to excite Katy, before she could do anything her reflection had her lips wrapped around Katy's, her tongue toying with her own. She felt her hand move down and start to rub on her clit, then push her fingers inside. Katy couldn't help herself and started to moan as their bodies rubbed together, the reflection forcefully pushing her fingers deeper and deeper into Katy's tight pussy. Katy could feel herself getting more and more excited, she started to moan her body began to shake as she began to orgasm. Her reflection pulled away and grinned. "I think it's time to pull ou the 'special box' don't you?" said the reflection, Katy couldn't reply, she lay in a shocked silence in a pool of her own juices, glancing over towards the bed. "Oh no," explained the reflection, "not your box." Katy watched her reflection stand up and walk back through the mirror, pull out the box from under the bed and walk back into the room. Katy gasped as she saw what was in the box, it was like hers, full of toys but they were much, much bigger. Her reflection pulled out a black dildo, it was long and thick. "I-I can't take that," Katy stuttered, "it's too big!" Her reflection pushed Katy's legs apart. "Well you are going to," she said teasing Katy's pussy with the head of the cock, "I think you'll enjoy it." She started to push the head in. Katy felt her pussy stretching and looked down and could see the huge head making its way into her wet cunt. She looked up at her reflection, her own face staring back at her smiling as she penetrated Katy's pussy even deeper. "AHHHHHH!!!!" Katy screamed, almost crying as the thick shaft was half way in her, "please stop!" The reflection hesitated then pushed the rest of the dildo inside. Katy felt the huge cock deep inside her, she could feel it in her stomach. Her reflection started pulling the dildo out only to push it back in, each time felt like it went deeper and deeper, the reflection started going faster and faster, slamming the huge cock into her real self over and over. Katy's pussy felt sore, but was so wet and it was starting to feel so good. She was starting to love the feeling of the massive cock inside her. Katy could feel herself getting close and started to cum, a creamy mess oozed out around the thick shaft being thrust inside her. "Good girl," said her reflection, "now, it's my turn!" Leaving the dildo hanging out of Katy's pussy, her reflection lay on the floor next to her. "Now, come and eat my pussy!" her reflection ordered. "O-okay," Katy couldn't help herself, she had always liked the last of her own pussy, although normally she just got to taste it on a mans dick, the reflection had brought out her slutty side in a big way. Katy rolled over and lay on top of her reflection, their slender bodies now both glistening with sweat, the dildo started to slip from her pussy as she moved her way down to her reflection's cunt. "Don't you dare let that come out!" barked the reflection. "S-sorry," Katy whimpered, she put her hand behind her and pushed the thick shaft back deep into herself, letting out a moan as it slipped back inside. Her head hovered above her reflection's pussy. "Get to it!" ordered the reflection, she grabbed the back of Katy's head and pushed her down into her cunt. Katy stuck out her tongue and gently teased her clit, lapping it with her tongue, she moved her hand up and slowly pushed her fingers inside. Her reflection moaned as Katy's tongue worked away and her fingers worked away at her tight little hole. She pushed Katy's head down again. "Get right in there you little slut! YESSSS! JUST LIKE THAT!" Katy's tongue worked furiously at her reflection's clit and her fingers slid back and forth out of her dripping cunt. Katy's mouth filled over and over with her reflection's juices as she came in her mouth. "SWALLOW IT! YESSS!!! SWALLOW MY CUM!" her reflection ordered. Katy did, as best she could she swallowed her juices as they flooded into her mouth. Her reflection let go of Katy's head, her legs were shaking as she continued to come. Finally Katy lifted her head, a creamy mess covered her lips. Her reflection pushed her off and stood up. "Such a good little slut," she picked up her box and walked towards the mirror, looking back at her real self lying exhausted on the floor, thick dildo still stuffed in her cunt, "next time bring a friend." Katy mumbled something into the floor as the reflection stepped back into the mirror. Katy opened her eyes, she was lying on the floor in her bedroom, she looked behind her to see the mirror, she looked at her reflection, it moved as she did. She slowly stood up, a painful sensation filled her stomach, as she stood there was a thud, she looked down to see the thick black dildo lying there, covered in her creamy juices. She looked back up at her reflection, her naked body looked worn out and her pussy was sore. She smiled as best as she could at her reflection, her reflection winked back.

Chapter 3 - The Un-Named

Jess stood in the shower, water cascading down her naked body, she cleaned herself thoroughly. As she massaged the suds into her small breasts she found herself getting aroused. Slowly she ran her fingers down her body until she reached her clit. She started to gently rub it, imagining how she was going to use Cassie the next time Tom bought her over. It was odd, she had never really been into girls but all she wanted to do was fuck that little body of hers. As she moved her hand down slightly she pushed her finger inside, followed by a second, slowly she began to thrust them in and out of her freshly shaven pussy. She grabbed hold of the shower head and pulled it from its mounting. "I love my power shower," she said to herself, putting the head against her clit. The warm jet of water massaged her clit as she started vigorously fucking herself with her fingers. "OHHHH YEEESSSSS!" she screamed as the orgasm began to build, she kept pushing through, the pleasure built up inside of her. "I can't wait to FUCK THAT BITCH!" she screamed, starting to cum, she felt her legs wobble and nearly lost her balance as she pulled her fingers out of herself, they were covered in a sticky almost creamy mess. "Mmmmm," she let out satisfied, replacing the shower head, "better clean myself up again," giggling to herself she cleaned herself again, trying hard not to arouse herself a second time. It was quite late by the time she had finished in the shower, luckily her children were at their dad's that night, she would of woken them with her very exciting shower otherwise. After drying herself off she pulled on her pajamas, in this case some loose lounge pants and a baggy t-shirt and climbed into bed. Slowly she drifted off into a deep sleep. A loud bang woke her in the middle of the night. "Bloody cat," she muttered to herself, pulling off the covers, rubbing the sleep from her eyes she made her way downstairs to see what had been broken. She walked through the hall and into the lounge. It wasn't the cat, a man stood in the middle of the lounge, he was tall and dressed head to foot in black and wore a balaclava covering his face. Jess panicked, she turned and ran for the stairs, as her foot hit the first step she felt a tug on the back off her shirt, she fell backwards hitting her head on the opposite wall and fell unconscious. "I told you to be careful," muttered a deep voice. "What? I didn't mean to- wait, I think she's waking up," said a second voice, with an tinge of an Irish accent. Jess gradually opened her eyes, she was lying on the lounge floor, two men now stood in there. One was tall and muscular, the other was shorter and more of an average build, the shorter of the two spoke, "you ok there missy?"asked the Irishman. Jess looked around, her hands were tied behind her back, her legs tied together also. She tried to scream, the tape over her mouth muffled her attempts. "Now now," said the taller of the two, his deep voice amplified by the ringing in Jess's ears, "don't make this hard for yourself." He knelt down next to Jess and pulled the tape from her mouth, she tried to scream again, he cupped his large hand over her mouth, almost covering half her face, "scream and we'll have to hurt you." He removed his hand and Jess suppressed a whimper. "Look, please, if you leave I promise I won't call the police," she blurted out, the two men laughed, "please, I have kids," she muttered almost in tears. "Kids? A pretty little thing like you?" said the Irishman kneeling down and rubbing his hand down her face. "Hmmm." He motioned to his cohort to follow him and pushed the tape back over Jess's mouth. They left the room. Jess lay on the floor unable to move and wondered what was going to happen to her. She listened hard trying to hear where the men had gone, she heard muttering from the next room but couldn't make out any words. After a while the men came back in. "So," explained the Irishman, "we have, out the goodness of our hearts, decided to leave your stuff alone, but," he pulled the tape from her mouth, "you have to do something for us." "Please, I'll do anything," the words tumbled from he lips without any thought. The men laughed. "I am so glad you said that!" the deep voice exclaimed, Jess's eyes widened as he pulled his cock from his trousers, it was thick and quite big and very hard, before she could say anything he grabbed the back of her head and thrust his cock into her mouth, she choked and gagged as he started to fuck her mouth. He pulled his cock out, dripping with saliva. Jess coughed and looked up at him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a blade. "Now let's see what you're hiding," he said running the blade down her neck, the cold steel on he skin made her shiver, "careful now," he warned, "we don't want any accidents." He pulled on her shirt and used the knife to make a small hole. He put the knife down and pulled her shirt again, ripping it open exposing her small breasts and tight body. Jess looked over to see the Irishman stroking his shaft.   "She looks tight doesn't she," said the Irishman. "Lets find out how tight she really is," the deep voice suggested, he slid his hand down Jess's stomach and into her bottoms, his large fingers rubbed over her clit and found her hole. He pushed his finger inside. "FUCK!" Jess let out, his finger was so big it was like having a cock shoved inside her. The deep voiced man pulled his finger out and pulled Jess's bottoms down. He made a satisfied noise as Jess's tight shaven pussy came into view. He picked her up and moved her over to the sofa, he put her down face first onto the cushions, her body hanging off the side and her ass sticking in the air, her arms were still tied behind her back and her legs still bound together. Without any warning he started to push his huge manhood into her tight cunt. "SHIT!" Jess screamed, "IT'S TOO BIG!" "Shut her the fuck up would you," he said to the Irishman. He walked over and grabbed Jess by the hair, pulled her up and sat down. His cock wasn't as big as the other mans but the sight of it just inches from her face made it look huge to Jess. The muscled man thrust his cock into Jess's pussy and she tried to scream only to have it muted as another cock was pushed into her mouth. The muscled man started thrusting his cock in and out of her as she sucked on the cock that was being pushed down her throat. "I think this bitch is getting wetter," said the deep voice behind her. He pulled his dick out and looked down to see Jess's cunt dripping on the floor. She continued to slurp furiously on the Irishman's manhood, helped by him pushing down on her head. The bigger man grabbed the knife again and cut the rope on her legs and pulled her bottoms off, she instantly spread them apart, offering her pussy to the man behind her. He started to push his cock back inside her and she let out a moan of satisfaction. He grabbed hold of the rope around her wrists and pulled her up and onto his cock. She drooled as her mouth slipped off the other man's cock. "I'll be back," said the Irishman getting up and leaving the room. Jess started to moan louder as the thick cock got slammed relentlessly into her. "I think you're enjoying this," said the deep voice, his large hand half wrapped around her waist, furiously pulling her further onto his cock. "FUCK ME HARDER!" she demanded. He did, forcing his cock even deeper inside her, she felt it in her stomach. There was some banging from the bedroom upstairs, suddenly the Irishman was back, rubbing his cock he walked over. Jess turned to see a bottle of lube in his other hand. "I think it's my turn," the Irishman said, the deep voiced man pulled his cock out, Jess came as he did so, her pussy was now soaked and a puddle of her juices had gathered on the floor. The Irishman squirted some lube onto his finger, "I'm not a complete monster," he explained. He pushed his finger into Jess's ass hole, Jess winced as he gently applied the lube to the inside of her ass. He pulled his finger out and applied some onto his hard cock. Kneeling down behind her he took the knife from his cohort and cut the rope around her wrists. "Now, unless you want it to really hurt," he suggested putting the knife down, "I would suggest spreading those cheeks." Jess, still barely able to move from behind fucked by the other man's huge dick did her best, putting one hand on each of her ass cheeks she spread them apart and revealed her tight ass hole. "Good girl," the Irishman grabbed hold of his shaft and slowly pushed it inside. "Owww!" she moaned as he slipped his cock inside her, "please be gentle." He slowly slid his cock back and forth and gradually picked up the pace. She let go of her ass and grasped hold of the sofa in front of her. Before long the Irishman began to slam his cock deep into Jess's ass, her round cheeks slapping into him. She could feel her asshole stretching with every thrust of his manhood. "IT'S SO DEEP!" she screamed, "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Jess's body started to shake and she fell forward, her eyes rolled into her head as she came. "What a fucking dirty bitch," said the Irishman, leaving the room he added, "I'm going to go clean up." The muscled man looked at Jess, collapsed on the floor, he grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. "You can rest when we're done," he said sitting down, "now get back on my dick!" Jess did as she was told, facing away from him she mounted his cock, feeling it slip nearly effortlessly deep inside her wet pussy, she began to bounce up and down his shaft, his hands wrapped around her waist as he watched her ass bouncing in front of him. Already she could feel she was close to coming again. "All cleaned up," said the Irishman walking back in, his dick still hard and ready. He walked over and pushed Jess back, "I think you could fit more into that pretty little cunt." Without another word he pushed his cock into her. "FUCK! THAT HURTS!" Jess screamed, a large hand quickly covered her mouth. Undeterred they both continued, each one pulling back as the other pushed his cock inside her. Jess moaned with pleasure, the pain had gone and the muscled man withdrew his hand. "FUCK! YES! STRETCH MY LITTLE CUNT!" she shouted, "FUCK ME DEEPER!" The two men started pounding her harder, her pussy was spraying her juices over the two men's cocks as they seemed to effortlessly slip in and out of her cunt. She had never felt an orgasm like this before, she started to scream as she felt them both release their load into her, forcing their dicks out of her hole, she kept coming, eventually it was too much, she blacked out. Jess woke up in bed in a cold sweat. "But it felt so real," she said to herself, her throat was dry. She decided to get a drink, she pulled off the covers and looked down, she was naked, a thick cum soaked mess covered most of her lower body. They had carried on after she blacked out. She got up and hurried into the bathroom, she jumped into the shower and cleaned herself up. "Well I'm a bit sore," she thought to herself, "but it felt so good!"

Chapter 0 - Suika and Yuugi

“Hey Yuugi! How ya doin'?” Suika sang as she floated down to meet her oni friend. Ever since the incident with the hell raven, Suika had promised to visit Yuugi more frequently. So, they had arranged to have a little get-together at Yuugi's place in the Ancient City once every weekend. Yuugi certainly welcomed the company, as well as Suika's never-ending supply of sake. “Yo! 'sup skank!” went Yuugi, still in the midst of a set of bench-presses. She slammed the metal bar back onto the hooks, the many cast-iron weights causing it to buckle slightly. Yuugi peeled herself off the bench-press seat, which glistened with her sweat. She had completely soaked through the back of her gym shirt and droplets of perspiration ran all down her forehead and neck. “Jeez! Take a bath, Yuugi! You knew I was comin' over,” teased Suika as the two did a little fist-bump. “Heh, fuck you, bitch! You know you love it!” Yuugi replied with a grin. In a flash, she wrapped her meaty arm around Suika's tiny neck and caught her in a headlock. Deviously, she rammed Suika's face right into her armpit, making sure to rub all the sweat and stench onto her friend. Suika coughed and sputtered completely at Yuugi's mercy as the muscular oni girl covered her in pit juice. “Bleggh! Dang it, Yuugi! Nyahaha!” Having had her fun, Yuugi let go of Suika, giving the little oni girl some air. “[sniff] Phew, now I got your stinky sweat all over me! Your such a bitch, Yuugi! How come ya work out so much but you still have these big fat tits?” Suika playfully slapped Yuugi's massive rack around, admiring her friend's hefty chest and the wet patches of sweat that had formed beneath them on her shirt. “Ha! At least I have tits, you cunt! How ya' like bein' a flatty, Suika?” retorted Yuugi, giving Suika a particularly brutal nipple-twister through her sleeveless blouse. “EEEK!” Suika squeaked, “Caaareful, whore! Nyaha, my nipples are really sensitive. Ya gotta be gentle with flat girls, ya dummy!” “Yeah, whatever. Bust out that fuckin' sake.” Suika was more than ready to get completely trashed with her oni pal. Yuugi was the only girl in Gensokyo that could drink Suika under the table and only then maybe half of the time. Yuugi, too, respected Suika's drinking prowess and certainly appreciated her endless supply of rice wine. Even so, there was just something about Suika's wine that completely did her in. For whenever Suika would visit, their drinking contests would often turn into intense farting contests which usually ended very messily. Yuugi was sure Suika had put something in the drink, maybe some weird chemical from the kappa or something she bought from that second-hand shop. Yuugi didn't mind though. Oni girls appreciated a good farting contest and Suika could rip just as hard and loud as any of her old friends on Mt. Ooe. So their nightly drinking games commenced. Suika loaded Yuugi's red bowl only to refill it in short order as Yuugi drank it all in one gulp. Eventually, Yuugi snatched the jug from Suika (with Suika still attached) and gave it a few hearty swigs, yanking the little ginger girl into her lap. Suika fell face first in between Yuugi's crossed legs, getting a full whiff of Yuugi's sweat-stained, unwashed crotch. Yuugi had switched out her dress for a pair of high-cut training shorts that were now all sticky with perspiration and spilled sake. Suika lingered there, her arm yanked upwards by the chain attached to the jug, inhaling Yuugi's delectable crotch fumes and resisting the urge to gnaw on Yuugi's puffy pussy lips, which bulged beneath the thin fabric. “Geez, get outta there ya dyke!” Yuugi teased, “Oof...[gurgle]...you asked for it Suika...pfffffff...” Yuugi's stomach rumbled and she let off a particularly foul, quiet puffer fart with Suika still prone in her lap. “[sniff]Ack! Nyah geez, Yuugi!” went Suika, even as she privately savored the heady mixed scents of Yuugi's moist cunt and the awful fart that passed up around it. Even though it was nothing like the incredible rips she would make later in the night, Suika could barely stand to inhale it. “Heheh yeah! Sniff it up, girl!” Yuugi caught Suika's head with her powerful, well-defined legs, wrapping the backs of her knees around Suika's horns. She forced the little oni girl deeper into her crotch and forced out a stronger, dirtier fart. “PrrrRRRRNNT! Aah...heh, yeah! Smell it, bitch! Sniff that fuckin' shit I just ripped!” Yuugi tousled Suika's long red hair and squeezed her head tighter between her thighs. “Gosh, your sake always gets me sooo gassy, Suika! Unh...unnnnhh...bbbRRRRRRRNNT! Uggh! See? Haha!” Yuugi continued to taunt Suika as she pelted her with waves of hot, potent oni girl farts. “[sniff] Augh! Nooo Yuugi! [cough] I can't breathe!” Suika's face grew red, though it was completely obscured within the folds of Yuugi's massive, statuesque thighs. “Tough shit! Uggh...I gotta rip this one hard...uggh...BBRRAAAPP! Aah yeah! Haha, now let's get your little ass started!” Yuugi released Suika's head from her vice-like grip and caught her by her hair. She took a swip from Suika's sake bottle and kept it in her mouth as she drew closer to Suika's tiny, soft face. The two locked lips and Yuugi forced the sake into Suika's little mouth while giving her a good tongue. “MMNNN!” cried Suika, sake sloshing out of her filled mouth. “Shut the fuck up and drink, whore!” growled Yuugi, coaxing Suika's throat and force-feeding her the sake. Tears welled up in Suika's eyes as she gave Yuugi a look of mercy. But she knew Yuugi wouldn't show her any and that really was what Suika enjoyed. She had sorely missed being Yuugi's worthless fuck-toy and deeply wanted to be abused by this massive, muscled oni dyke. Suika grudgingly swallowed one mouthful of sake after the next. She began to feel her tight tummy bloat in short order. Her stomach swelled with rice wine and it began to bulge through her white blouse. Her tears ran faster down her cheek as Suika fought the urge to vomit, her throat spasming as her insides rejected the excess wine. “Wuz the matter, slut?” teased Yuugi, “ Had enough? 'Kay. I'll let you let shum out.” Yuugi let go of Suika's hair and Suika slumped to the floor clutching her painfully bloated stomach. “Rrrr...Y...Yuugi...[burp]...ugh fuck...I'm...gonna...BBLAAGH” Suika couldn't manage to finish before she violently puked up a large amount of alcohol combined with her stomach acid. She vomited severely for several seconds as a waterfall of her vile juices flowed down the front of her blouse and pooled in the folds of her skirt. “Ugghh...fffuck...” went Suika, dizzy from expelling so much puke. “Argh...pppuurrnntt...” Still reeling from her vomit session, Suika lifted her ass to the side and passed an embarrassing, squeaky fart. It came out very hot, getting caught beneath her dress, yet enough seeped through to make Suika's nose rankle at the combined smell of her gas and drying puke. “Haha, guess enough stayed inside you! Alright, babe. My turn,” said Yuugi, about to chug more. Not to be outdone, Suika snatched the jug back from Yuugi, splashing her heavy tits with wine. Suika swigged back gulp after gulp of sake, swishing it around in her mouth whilst giving Yuugi a petulant look. “[gulp] Aah! Urp...BBBBUURRRRRP!” Suika got face-to-face with Yuugi and gave off a tremendous, raunchy belch mixed with the foul odor of her puke that was caked around her lips. Yuugi grinned at Suika's reversal of roles. Taking back the jug, Yuugi filled her mouth but refrained from swallowing. Instead, she took Suika by the face and planted her lips on Suika's vomit-covered mouth. Suika took the cue and let Yuugi spit the sake into her mouth. The two swished and snowballed the sake back and forth, getting into a feisty bit of making-out. Holding her hair back, Suika took a drink and let it slowly drip out of her mouth and onto Yuugi's big breasts. Yuugi did the same, letting her spit and sake run down Suika's washboard chest seductively. All this time, Suika was dieing to fart. Finally, she let one go with Yuugi still pouring sake onto her. Suika scrunched her face as she cut an incredibly noxious squeaker that slowly floated up around her petite frame. Both girls could smell the rancid gas she just released, both moaned softly as they took her awful scent into their noses. “Mmm! Damn, Suika! You get the best farts out of that tight ass of yours sometimes!” “Heehee, thanks Yuugi,” went Suika, a devilish grin forming across her lips. Lifting her butt to the side again, Suika let rip another hot, potent burst of gas. “Heh, beat that!” “Haha! Easy!” laughed Yuugi. Yuugi turned and planted her hand on the floor, squatting and pointing her massive rear towards Suika. Yuugi's cavernous butt crack was easily visible through the wet cotton fabric of her shorts, which were stretched thin by Yuugi's voluptuous hips and huge, wide ass. Suika could easily smell the intense odor of butt-sweat mixed with Yuugi's arousal. Yuugi's potent pussy scent wafted through her shorts and her fat lips radiated a pleasant heat. Of course, Yuugi's nasty farts were another reason for Suika to visit so often. Yuugi grunted obscenely as she strained to rip a loud, raunchy fart. A wet, rumbling noise escaped out of her ass before growing in volume, in turn becoming a blaring, bassy eight-second long fart blast. Suika could feel Yuugi's fart wind blow over her. Though it was physically powerful, the scent was not too strong and was not nearly as rank and lingering as the nasty gas Suika had given off. The two oni girls quickly got into an intense farting competition. With each tremendous rip Yuugi let out, Suika matched her with an even louder and more impressive fart. Yuugi could hardly stand watching this tiny little girl break such awful stinkers out of her tight ass and taut tummy. Suika delighted in seeing Yuugi so entranced with her enormous farts. She wanted to get Yuugi very jealous, for the more jealous she would become the harder she would compete and that would mean more delicious, rotten farts for Suika to inhale. The slight oni girl took great pleasure in manipulating her big, brawny friend in this way. What a dumb slut, thought Suika, she forgot I can gather anything. I've got everyone's farts inside of me right now. I'm farting out all of the gas in Gensokyo. There's no way I could lose. Fart after fart burst from Yuugi's torrid ass, the muscular oni girl grunting lewdly as she strained to force out all of her gas before Suika could one-up her. “Rrrgh! FFRRMMP! Uggh! BBRRNNT! BBRRRAAP! Rrrgh, shit! I can't get these fuckers out fast enough! Arrgh! BBBRRAAP! BBBRRRAAPP!” Yuugi gritted her teeth and bared her demonic fangs. Her solid, muscular abs tensed beneath her work-out shirt as she tried to force out her gas hard. But no matter how hard she strained, Yuugi could not keep up with Suika's tremendous leaks. “Unghh, Yuugiii...these are just getting longer and longer,” Suika taunted her friend, “...FFFFFFSS...aah...pretty soon I won't have to stop. Uhnn...I'll just have to...uhhnn...keep leaking...” Suika rolled onto her back and lifted her legs up spread eagled. Her bloomers were completely swamped: the heat in the Ancient City coupled with all the booze she had swallowed caused her to sweat through her panties and bloomers. Yuugi could easily see Suika's pussy thumping erotically beneath the fabric and evidently Suika was more than a little excited by the fun they were having. “Aww, your big farts are staining your bloomers! Jeez what a big, fat pussy! You've got such a fat pussy, Suika! Mmm, I wanna bite it.” “Eeek! Nooo!” squealed Suika as Yuugi chomped down on her puffy mons through her wet, fart-stained bloomers. Suika couldn't handle Yuugi's eager mouth, which caused her to accidentally pass extremely powerful farts; blasting Yuugi right in her chin. Yuugi's own pussy clenched hard at the thought of this little oni girl ripping thunderous, earth-shattering farts. She bore down harder on Suika's sloppy twat, causing Suika to moan cutely and grab Yuugi's hair; forcing her face deeper into her folds. Yuugi responded by chewing even more forcefully; bending Suika back farther so that now her little ass was in the air, erupting with thick, rotten hyper-gas. Suika felt herself about to orgasm and decided to totally let go. Her incessant gas leak grew louder and harder until, at the peak of her orgasm, it rushed out of her delicate asshole in roiling clouds. Her intense buttfuckers leaked down the inside of her bloomers and flowed over her feet; her dense mega-farts floating to the floor creating a billowing river of gas. “Nyahaha! Yeah...uggh...FFFFFSSSSSS...Well there I go! Now I totally can't stop! Urrghh...gotta keep lettin' this fucker out...FFFFSSSSSSS...aaah,” went Suika as her huge flatulence grew bigger and longer until she couldn't keep herself from leaking one continuous, long stream. “[sniff] [sniff] [sniff] Auggh...[sniff] auugh god! [sniff] Uhh...Suika...oof you're making a really bad fart right now...[sniff] uggh god I can't stop smelling it though! Crap, that's so hot when you do that! [sniff] Uggh shit I'm so addicted to it! Uggh this really smells good. Fuck me, how long are you gonna leak?” Yuugi's mouth hung agape as she openly drooled all over herself whilst fingering her sloshing cunt hard, totally in love with her friend's oni farts. She pressed her nose into Suika's taint and deeply inhaled the rich, potent scent gushing out of her. “[hisssssss...] Uhhnnn...nyaha...I love doin' this...PFFFFFFFF...uhhnnn...it feels sooo good letting all this out...” “MMM! YES! Blow it out harder!” “Mean like this?” asked Suika, getting on her hands and knees and straining to pass her fart leak hard enough to keep her skirt up. Suika's fart grew embarrassingly louder and squeakier, managing to billow her skirt out; the fabric undulating so as to make her fart wind visibly evident in addition to the plumes which continuously emanated from the leg holes and waistband of her bloomers. “RRAAH! Yessss! Keep farting, Suika! Oooh yesss...” moaned Yuugi lustfully. She leaned back, propping herself on one muscular arm, while she spread her legs and openly masturbated to Suika's never-ending flatulence. Quickly, a puddle of clear oni girl cum grew beneath Yuugi's butt as more and more spilled out of her. “Yessss! I love watching you fart like this! Oh fuck, I'm so...rrrgh...aahn! Get bigger! I want you to get super-fucking huge and fart that shit out so fucking hard!” Yuugi's eyes went wild as she was desperate to cum hard. Suika smiled and began to grow taller, stopping when she reached the ceiling of Yuugi's room. With her big body, Suika turned and squatted right in Yuugi's face. Suika's huge asshole bloomed open and belched a devastating gout of rotten fart gas, which Yuugi had to brace herself against to remain standing. “Nyahaahaa! How's this, Yuugi? Hnn...my little ass...big enough for ya now?” Without warning, Suika slammed her still-farting ass down onto Yuugi, feeling her now-tiny friend being crushed by her humongous pussy lips. Suika knew Yuugi was tough and could take it, so she didn't hesitate to give her what she really wanted. She squeaked gleefully as she felt Yuugi helplessly wriggling beneath the weight of her titanic body. Closing her eyes, Suika ripped a monstrous, thundering hyper-fart into the floor, causing the whole building to shake. Suika delighted knowing Yuugi was somewhere beneath her, getting the full brunt of it; utterly destroying her. “Oops! Guess I'm the big, nasty bitch now! Huh, Yuugi?” Suika taunted, wriggling her massive ass and pussy lips over Yuugi's hard body. She giggled as she felt Yuugi struggling to fight back; biting and punching her oversized vulva and trying to wrestle out from underneath her. “Okay, Yuugi. I guess yuv had enough,” Suika conceded, “I'll let ya get as big as me and then we can do more fun shtuff. Unggh...but lesh get your farts big first.” Suika used her power to gather more gas inside of her oni friend. All of a sudden, she could feel a ton of really huge farts getting blown out beneath her. Yuugi was grunting and growling trying to rid herself of the mega-gas Suika had given her. She clung to Suika's body-sized pussy lips and struggled to birth the tremendous gas swelling up inside her. “Whoo! Feels good having you fart underneath me. Ah! Every time you let one, Yuugi, it really tickles my pussy. Gosh, you're getting them out hard! Heehee!” Yuugi emitted a muffled moan as her hyper-gas thundered out of her uncontrollably. She was caught in her own nasty dutch oven, as the space beneath Suika's gargantuan pussy lips quickly filled up with her smelly hyper-farts. “Ooh, can't wait to hear what ya sound like when you're all big...” Suika finally channeled her power into Yuugi, gathering height into her body, making her slowly grow in size underneath her. Although she could have easily grown Yuugi's clothes along with her, Suika chose not to and Yuugi ended up quickly out-growing her sweaty training clothes. Suika tumbled off Yuugi's towering, naked form, which rapidly filled up the remaining space in Yuugi's exercise room. Yuugi was still lying on her back as she grew up and she was still in the midst of releasing a horrible, powerful hyper-fart as she grew up. For a moment, she laid on her back with her one leg lifted up and tried to pass a really huge, loud hyper-fart. She roared and growled as thick clouds of noxious girl gas exploded from her hairy, sweat-covered rear and her big, fat giantess pussy, covered in a thick tuft of blonde hair, blew kisses in Suika's direction. “Aww yeah...FFFRRRAAAAPPP! Aagh yeah! Fuck, I'm so gassy! Aww fuck...PPRRRAAAAPP! Rrrr! Yes! I'm fuckin' rippin' these so fuckin' hard! BBRRRRRAAAAPP! Augh! Shit! Not enough! Rrr! Come on, Suika! Rrrr! Fill me more! Fuck, I want 'em harder!” Even though Yuugi had just grown to the size of a room, she was still caught in the throes of her intense hyper-farts, which had now become so loud and deafening that Suika was sure the whole Underground could hear her. Yuugi's titanic giantess farts resonated off the cavern walls and her smelly gas quickly filled the streets of the Ancient City. Suika stripped out of her clothes to join Yuugi in a nice naked farting session. She looked on with a devilish smile as she rubbed her pussy to the big gas she gave Yuugi. “Gosh, Yuugi! Didn't know you were so into this! Here, I'll really make you gassy...” Suika drunkenly gathered some more farts into Yuugi's tummy, which she sensed were almost immediately blown out by the hard-bodied blonde. Yuugi was farting so hard that it was all Suika could do to keep her filled up. “BBBAARRUMMFFF! BBBAARRUMMFFF! BBRRRRNNNNTT! ARRGH! So enormous!” roared Yuugi, spreading her legs even wider. “Where's this all coming from...hnnn!” “Nyahaha! From all of Gensokyo, dummy!” went Suika, slopping some big pussy juice out of her ginger cunt. “I'm gathering everyone's farts inside of us right now. And there are a lot of gassy bitches out there at the moment! Nyah! Aagh! Damn! That kappa seriously has to let one! Oh fuck! Rrgh! Here comes some of Aya's...AUGGH! God that tengu slut is gassy!” “Aahgh! D...does that mean...BRRRMMFF...aagh...I...I've got Parsee's farts inside of me too?” “Uh-huh. In fact, that little bitch is having some bad gas right now so I've got plenty I can pump in you. 'course, I'll let her cut a few now and then. How'z it feel helping Parsee rip her gas? Can you believe those farts you're making used to be up her butt. Nyahaha, it's like your butts are making out!” Yuugi's eyes went wide with this revelation. “Arghh...PRRUNNNNT...gah! Shit! How'd you know I have a serious hard-on for Parsee?” “Umm, like, it's totally obvious Yuugi! Hnng...PIFFFFFF...aah! Every time you guys hang out I can totally see your nipples poking through your shirt. And I totally get a whiff of your cunt cream. Try wearing a fuckin' bra next time, skank!” “Aughh! FFFRRRRNNNTT! FFRRRRRNNT! Uhngg...Parseeeeee!” Yuugi emptied her ass into the room, spreading her cheeks with her gigantic ass stuck in the air. She came hard thinking about farting Parsee's gigantic bitch gas out. All of a sudden, a torrent of girl slime cascaded out of Yuugi's mammoth pussy, completely soaking and slopping her puffy pubic hair, and spilled out messily onto the floor. Yuugi remained there for a bit; her head on the floor with her tongue out as she let her gassy asshole fart out of control. “Hey Yuugi...uggh...I gotta take a shit now,” said Suika, rubbing her tummy. “Mmm...me too. Are you gonna fill yourself up with girl poop too?” “Heehee! Yeah, I totally can!” “Uhnn...do me too. Make it so I lay a ton of really long Parsee turds.” “Heh, okay!” The towering oni girls squatted next to each other and Suika began to gather Gensokyo's girls' shit. Their insides puffed up, swelling with tremendously overgrown turds, which Suika's power automatically changed the size of proportional to them. Suika just smiled at Yuugi as she casually and openly started laying a nice, thick poop snake onto the floor of Yuugi's room. Not to ever be outdone, Yuugi started birthing her own expanded load; pushing out an immense, fifteen-foot tall girl shit. Suika sighed and started pissing out all the booze she had consumed. A hot, steamy lake of yellow oni piss grew beneath her and totally inundated Yuugi's room. It easily flooded out the sides, over the awning, and trickled down into the streets which were still clogged with Yuugi's gassy eruption. “Aah! Man, always makes me fuckin' piss once I start gettin' my fuckin' turds out.” “Gosh, me too! Uggh, I always piss when I take a fat fuckin' shit too.” “[sniff] Aww man, Yuugi! I can't stand your massive fuckin' loads! Uggh...what if Parsee knew you let out these huge, smelly monsters? Nyahaha, I'd bet she'd be real jealous I get to watch you lay your fat ass-fuckers.” “Unggh! Don't tell her! I wanna fuck that little bitch so fuckin' much!” “Nyahaa...uhnn...whaddya wanna do to her?” “Uggh...fuck, I wanna rip that dyke's cunt right open...unngh...just jab her right in the fuckin' cunt 'n make her squeal. [hic] Heehee, then I'd make her eat all her fuckin' cum cream off my arm.” “Oof...nyaa that sounds so fuckin' [hic] sexy...aah...why don'tcha do that ta me after I cut off this fuckin' shit tail I'm growin'?” “[hic] Heh, why wait? Uggh...I think I'm jus' gonna fuckin' slam you right now...” “Eeek! No, Yuugi! Wait'll I finish laying this shit...augh! Fuck! I'm still crappin'!” Yuugi ignored Suika's plea. Instead, she drunkenly shoved her hand up Suika's gaping, shit-growing ass, punching Suika's massive cock-turd as she threshed about with her fingers. Suika's eyes went wide as her anal ring was raped apart by Yuugi's muscled forearm. She let out a pained shriek, helpless as her oni friend fisted her still-shitting ass open. Yuugi chuckled; her sudden fisting causing Suika to rip a huge fart that blasted out of her taut asshole as the ginger girl loosened her bowels to accommodate Yuugi's intrusion. Suika groaned at Yuugi's intense arm-fucking, her tongue lolling out as a fat jet of piss was squeezed out of her bladder. Suika's long, mushy hyper-shit wrapped around Yuugi's arm, getting torn out of her gut in massive chunks and turning Yuugi's appendage completely brown. “Ugh! Ugh! Fuck Yuugi! Augh! [hic] Ffffuck my big fuckin' asshole open! Make me fuckin' gape like you want Parsee to! Rip my goddamn shithole open!” Yuugi grew more and more violent as Suika's urging. With her arm still lodged up Suika's gut, she forced the tiny oni bitch onto the floor and had her turn with her back against the floorboards and her knees up to her head. With her ass in the air, Yuugi pivoted and slammed her enormous ass right on Suika's face, totally smothering her. Suika thrashed as Yuugi's muscled gut continued to dump a fat rope of shit out, coating the flat-titted oni butt-slut in rank, squishy crap. Yuugi absolutely had her way with her giantess buddy for the rest of the night.

Chapter 4 - Breaking Cass

Tom arrived at Jess's house earlier than expected. She had just text him to let him know the door was on the latch, so he let himself in. He walked into the hall and heard the shower upstairs. He took off his shoes and jacket and crept up the stairs. He could hear Jess's moans from outside the bathroom, slowly he opened the door. Jess lay in the bath, the jet from the shower focused on her pussy, her eyes were closed as she groped at herself moaning loudly. Tom slowly pulled down his trousers and started to jerk on his dick. His shaft hardened very quickly as he watched his friend toy with herself. He moved closer and a floorboard creaked. Jess's eyes shot open. "Fucking hell Tom!" she shouted, "have you never heard of knocking." She looked down at his hard cock. "Been enjoying watching me have you?" she asked reaching out of the bath, "give it to me." Tom moved forward and placed his cock into Jess's hand, she started to jerk his shaft and continued to moan as the jet of water massaged her pussy. She pulled on his cock, pulling him closer to her and wrapped her mouth around the head. She started to suck furiously still moaning as she did. tom pulled off the rest of his clothes and looked down at Jess's head bobbing up and down on his shaft. He couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed hold of her and pulled her to her feet. He climbed into the bath and pushed her forward, her hands reached out as she hit the wall, her round ass faced him and he started to rub his cock up and down her clit. Water ran down her back and her skin glistened. "How bad do you want this inside you?" Tom asked with a grin. She looked over her shoulder. "Just get your cock in me Tom!" she exclaimed, "hurry up and fuck me!" Tom didn't need anymore encouragement. He pushed his shaft into Jess's pussy, it was warm and already very wet. He put his hands onto her waist and pulled her onto him, relentlessly slamming his cock into her. "OHHHH! FUCK!" she screamed as she started to cum. Tom carried on pushing his dick into her, feeling her juices flooding around his shaft. Suddenly her legs gave way and she fell, tom's dick slipped out, he dropped with her and quickly slipped his cock back inside as she lay with her face on the bath floor. "Don't stop! Don't stop! DON'T STOP!" she begged into the ceramic. Tom kept slamming his cock into her pussy as she started to cum again, her whole body shook and she collapsed onto the bath floor. Tom's hard cock was left where it was. "You ok Jess?" Tom asked a little worried. "Yeah," she said breathlessly through a satisfied moan, the water streamed down onto her back, "go wait in the bedroom while I clean up." Tom got out of the bath and grabbed a nearby towel and dried off his dick. He lay on the bed and thought about what they had planned today. After a while Jess walked in with a towel wrapped around her. "Better now?" Tom asked grinning. Jess walked over and sat down next to him. "Yeah I've recovered," she said laughing, "although..." She grabbed hold of Tom's wrist and before he could do anything had handcuffed him to the bed. "Oh it's like that is it?" he said lifting his other arm to the other bed post. Jess quickly attached the other handcuffs. Standing over him she took off her towel revealing he modest chest and tight clean shaven pussy. She slowly dropped to her knees, gently brushing her pussy against Tom's cock. "I was thinking of doing something a little different today," she explained, "when she gets here," she paused, "I'm going to destroy that pretty little cunt of hers." Tom gasped and then smiled. "I thought that was the plan anyway?" he asked. "No, I mean I'M going to," she said sternly, "YOU just get to watch me fuck the shit out of her." Before he could say anything she slid off him and started to get dressed, his hard cock stood waiting for her. Jess pulled on a t-shirt and some tight jeans and walked out of the room. Tom lay there unable to move wondering what she had planned. Jess walked downstairs and stood in the kitchen, lighting a cigarette she waited. A while passed by and Jess turned to see an innocent looking Cassie walking down her path, she was wearing a big coat today, hiding the supple tight body underneath. Before she could knock on the door Jess was opening it, she grabbed hold of Cassie and pulled her inside. "Jess!" she screamed, nearly falling to the floor, "I didn't think you'd be here today!" Jess shut the door and pushed her against the wall. Tom heard the bang from upstairs and wondered what was happening. "You are mine today," Jess explained unzipping Cassie's coat, revealing her ample breasts trying to burst out of a blouse that was a bit too tight. Cassie stood in shock as Jess pulled her coat off her and threw it to the floor, pushing her back up against the wall Jess thrust her hand down the front of Cassie's jeans. Cassie let out a small moan of pleasure as the girl's hand started to toy with her pussy. Before Cassie could argue Jess wrapped her lips around her mouth. Cassie started coughing, pulling her head back. "You smoke?!" she gasped, pulling the rest of her body back, Jess's hand slipped out of Cassie's jeans, it was soaked. "I don't really like that." "I don't give a fuck if you like it or not," said Jess grabbing hold of Cassie's ass and pulling her back towards her, "you probably won't like much today but you'll take it like a good little girl." Using her other hand Jess pulled on Cassie's blouse, a few buttons popped off and her breasts pretty much fell out cradled nicely by a black lacy bra. Jess pushed herself onto Cassie, again wrapping her lips around the other girls, this time she let her. Jess fumbled with Cassie's jeans eventually revealing her black lace panties, her jeans dropped to reveal just how wet her panties were, they were visibly dripping. Jess pulled off Cassie's tattered blouse. "Now get upstairs!" Jess ordered. Cassie kicked off her jeans and made her way upstairs and into the bedroom. "TOM!?" she gasped as she saw him chained to the bed, he had heard what had happened downstairs, his cock was hard and stood waiting for her. Cassie, slightly confused pulled off her underwear and mounted the cock. It slipped easily into her wet pussy. She faced away from him and bounced her ass on his cock. He watched as her round ass bounced up and down on him, before long she started to cum, her juices flooded out around his cock. Then she looked up at the door. "I didn't say you could fuck him," said Jess, she was holding a roll of tape and her little vibrator, "but you can." Without another word Jess pushed Cassie back, pulled off a strip of tape and taped the vibrator onto Cassie's pussy, it rested nicely on her clit. "Don't you even think about taking it off," Jess warned, she reached down again and turned it on. Tom could feel the vibrations on his dick buried deep in Cassie's cunt. Cassie started moaning loudly and continued to ride Tom's shaft. Jess pulled off her clothes and stood completely naked watching the girl bounce up and down having what seemed like a never ending orgasm. Jess reached under the bed and pulled out her new toy, a big dildo that could be strapped around her waist. Cassie's eyes widened, she tried to move but couldn't. Jess pulled on the strap on and tightened it. She walked forwards and stood on the bed in front of Cassie. She grabbed Cassie's hair and pulled her head towards her rubbing the head of the dildo on her lips. "You know you want it," teased Jess, reluctantly Cassie opened her mouth and Jess thrust the dildo inside, she didn't let go of Cassie's hair and started to relentlessly stuff the dildo into her mouth. Cassie began to drool, saliva dripping down onto her breasts and then running further down to join the sticky mess that had been created between her legs. Cassie sucked hard on the dildo as Jess pushed it down her throat, she was grinding her hips on Tom's crotch her juices flooding out of her constantly vibrating pussy. Jess pulled the dildo out of Cassie's mouth, it was covered in her saliva and she drooled again as the shaft slipped from her lips. Jess grabbed hold of Cassie's breasts and squeezed them. "Ahhhh!" Screamed Cassie, "please, not so rough Jess!" Jess let go of Cassie's breasts and slapped her across the face, Cassie fell back pulling Tom's cock from her pussy, more of her juices squirted out as the cock popped out of her. "You think that was rough?" said Jess with a grin, "I'm just getting started!" Jess knelt down in front of Cassie, her body still shaking from the vibrations, and started to tease Cassie's clit with the head of her dildo. "Jess don't! It's too big!" Cassie scrambled to try and move, Jess pushed down on her chest, Cassie was too exhausted to fight her as she slowly pushed the dildo into Cassie's dripping cunt. "OHHHH! FUUUCK!" Cassie screamed as the thick shaft filled her. Jess started thrusting the dildo deeper into the girl. Cassie's breasts bounced as Jess picked up her speed and started slamming her cock into her. She grabbed hold of one of Cassie's hard nipples. "Am I being too rough for you Cassie?" she asked twisting it. Cassie moaned loudly. "You like that you little slut?" Cassie nodded. Jess let go and slapped the breast, leaving a red hand print. Cassie moaned again. Jess slapped her breast again and Cassie continued to moan. Jess felt a spray of Cassie's juices hit her and trickle down her body. "You really are a dirty little slut aren't you!" Jess exclaimed relentlessly pounding her cock into Cassie. Cassie nodded again. "Then tell me! What are you?" "I'm. A. Dirty. Slut." Cassie managed to get out. "Louder!" Jess demanded. "I'M A DIRTY SLUT!!" Cassie screamed cumming again. "Good girl," Jess said with satisfaction, and slapped the girls breasts again. As Cassie started another orgasm Jess lent down and started to nibble on Cassie's nipple, then gently caressed it with her tongue. Then, finally, pulled her cock of of Cassie's pussy. "Now, turn around and bend over." Cassie obeyed, although slowly, she climbed off the bed and got on all fours above Tom. He could barely believe what was happening above him but he was enjoying it. Cassie's breasts hung above him, gently grazing his face, he lashed his tongue against one of Cassie's nipples. Jess knelt behind Cassie and slapped her firm round ass. Jess grabbed hold of her dildo and thrust it back into her, Cassie moaned as the dildo stretched her pussy. She continued to spank the now exhausted girl as she pounded her cock into her. Cassie kept cumming as the vibrator and Jess's dildo bought her to her climax over and over again. The bed banged against the wall as Jess kept slamming her cock into Cassie's pussy as it oozed a creamy mess onto the bed below. "Undo Tom's handcuffs would you slut?" Jess asked, Cassie obeyed and shakily uncuffed Tom, getting a swift hard spank as a reward, Jess continued with her relentless pounding. Tom slid out from underneath Cassie and spanked her himself as he did. Cassie moaned again. "Where do you want me?" Tom asked rubbing his still hard cock. "Grab that lube and get behind me," she said gesturing to a bottle on her night stand, "I'm sure you can figure out the rest." Tom did as he was asked and squirted some lube onto his fingers and gently massaged it into Jess's asshole, he rubbed some onto his dick and continued to finger Jess's ass. Jess moaned as the fingers rubbed inside her, she grabbed hold of Cassie's curvy waist and furiously pulled the girl onto her cock. Tom felt inside Jess's ass, it was smooth and slippery, he decided it was time. He grabbed hold of his cock and gently pushed the head into Jess's tight hole. "Ahhhh!" she moaned as the shaft slipped inside her, "be gentle Tom." Slowly Tom pushed his cock into her, while watching Cassie bounding onto Jess's cock. He reached round and rubbed his fingers round Jess's nipple. Grabbing her waist he pulled her onto his cock and started to thrust his hips into her. Before long Tom was deep inside Jess's ass, Jess continued to push her dick into Cassie and Cassie helplessly banged against the headboard. The sheets were covered in sweat and Cassie's juices. Jess began to moan wildly as Tom's cock slid in and out of her tight hole. Cassie collapsed onto the bed, barely able to keep herself up. "I'm getting close!" cried Tom. "Good!" moaned Jess, "I want you to cum in her mouth!" Cassie gasped as Tom pulled his cock out of Jess's ass and walked around the bed. "Now be a good slut and open wide." "But-" Cassie started, but it was too late, Tom thrust his cock into Cassie's mouth as she opened it, she gagged as it hit the back of her throat. "How's my ass taste bitch?!" Jess carried on slamming her cock into the girl. Cassie mumbled and reluctantly started slurping on Tom's cock. Tom could feel himself getting closer and closer, he couldn't hold it anymore. He grabbed Cassie's head and released his load into her mouth. She choked and cum sprayed from around his cock, he finished cumming and pulled his cock from her mouth, she tried to swallow all of it but there was too much, cum poured from her mouth as Jess continued to pound her cock into the girls cunt. Tom watched in amazement as Cassie came again and again, cum still falling from her mouth and her pussy dripping. Cassie's eyes rolled into the back of her head, the pleasure was too much for her, her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the bed, Jess's cock was dripping with her juices as it popped out of her used cunt. Jess unclipped the dildo from its mounting and pushed it into Cassie's unconscious body. "There, back where it belongs," she said satisfied, "I think we're done for today," she added winking at Tom. "Fucking hell Jess," Tom replied, "you really didn't hold back." They both laughed.

Chapter 2 - Heather's Corruption

The girl entered her sister's room, she planned on surprising her when she got home. The girl was Heather, Katy's younger sister, she was 19 and like Katy, a cheerleader. She wore her cheerleading uniform as she had just finished practice. Her short skirt just covered her tight ass and her top was skin tight. Her blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail. She sat down on the bed and looked around the room, she noticed the mirror and stood back up. The diamonds around the edge seemed to sparkle in the light. "How pretty!" she exclaimed standing in front of it. She looked closer at the diamonds around the edge and then at her reflection. She turned around and looked over her shoulder, bending over she could see her bright pink panties up her skirt. "Hehe, I'm such a tease," she giggled, "just like my big sister." She turned back around and stared into the mirror, almost mesmerized by the sight of herself. "You want to be like her don't you," said a voice. Heather looked around the room, she was alone, she turned her attention back to the mirror, "let me show you." Heather blinked. She opened her eyes, a crowded stadium was in front of her, her cheerleading squad chanted and the crowd roared. She joined in the chat and looked around herself, Katy was on her left, she turned and smiled at her sister as they chanted. Heather could feel something wasn't right, she looked to her right, it was Katy as well, in fact the whole squad was her sister. The Katys started to form a human pyramid, Heather was the girl on top, before she knew it she was lifted up and was high off the ground, the two Katys under her looked up at her smiling. Now it was time for her to get down, she dropped down onto her ass, which was cradled by the two Katys below her, one of them squeezed her ass cheek and the other slid her fingers into Heather's panties and tickled her clit. Heather lost her balance and fell. The crowd booed as she looked up from the floor, she was never good at the dismount. She watched as her squad, all the Katys ran into the crowd, they started cheering again. Heather couldn't believe how quickly they turned and got up and ran into the cheering crowd. She saw one of her sisters and couldn't believe what she saw. Katy was on her knees in front of the fan, sucking furiously on his cock, the fan cheered and came into Katys mouth. Heather turned to see another one of her sisters, three fans surrounded her as she kept chanting, finally releasing all of their loads onto her smiling face. Everywhere she looked she saw her sister being used by the fans, always smiling, always cheering as the men emptied themselves onto her. "You want to be like me don't you?" said a voice behind her, she turned to see her sister, her face dripping with cum, Katy grabbed Heather's arm before she could reply, "I'll show you how." She pulled her towards a small group of fans and pushed Heather to her knees. Without thinking Heather opened her mouth and a cock was pushed into it. "Now show him how much you love his support," said Katy from behind her, she started to push on the back of her sisters head. Heather sucked the fan's cock. Katy lifted her sister up by her waist until she was bent over, still sucking the fan's cock. Katy lifted up Heather's skirt, revealing her bright pink panties. Fans crowded around as Katy pulled them down around her sister's ankles, she was clean shaven. Katy pushed her finger into her sister's pussy, Heather moaned as the cock filled her mouth with cum. The fan removed his cock, cum drooled from Heather's mouth. Katy removed her finger and grabbed a nearby fan by the cock and pulled him towards her sister's pussy. He pushed it in, Heather screamed as the cock slipped deep inside her. Katy moved round in front of her sister as the fan started fucking her from behind. "Why. Are. You. Doing. This?" Heather moaned as the cock pushed deeper and deeper into her cunt. Katy started sucking more cocks in front of her and was quickly joined by her other selves. "Because you have to please the fans," they said together. Several of the fans started to cum, covering the Katys. "You want to be a good cheerleader don't you?" "Yes!" Heather replied, half answering half giving in to the pleasure. "Then say it," said one of the Katys pulling a cock out of her mouth. "I'm a good cheerleader!" Heather said as the fan grabbed her round the waist, pulling her onto his dick. "Louder!" shouted the Katys together. "I'M A GOOD CHEERLEADER!" shouted Heather back at them. The fan grunted and slapped Heather's ass as it bounced off him. "Then what else do you need to be?" asked the Katys as they started licking the cum off each others faces. "A slut?!" Heather couldn't help herself, she came over the fans cock as the words fell from her mouth. Fans gathered around her, some started groping her small breasts as they bounced with the pounding of her tight hole. "Yes!" shouted one of the Katys as another load sprayed onto her face, another Katy jumped on top of her licking up the cum and then kissing her twin. "I'm not a slut!" said Heather unconvincingly as she raised a hand to help one of the fans jerk his cock. "I'm not... I'm not... I am a slut!" The fan came, covering Heather's face with a thick cum. One of the Katys made her way through the crowd and licked the cum off her sister's face. "Say it louder," she whispered. "I am a slut!" Heather moaned, cumming again over the fan's cock as he slammed his cock into her over and over. "LOUDER!" ordered her sister. "I AM A FUCKING SLUT!!" Heather screamed into her sister's face. The fan came, filling Heather's tight pussy with his thick load, several of the fans around them started to cum as well covering both of them. Katy stuck her tongue into Heather's mouth and toyed with her sister's tongue, cum oozed down their faces and into their mouths. "Good girl," said Katy pulling her tongue out of her sister's mouth. The fan pulled his cock out and cum oozed from Heather's cunt. Heather collapsed to the floor. She blinked. Heather opened her eyes, she was back in her sister's room lying face down on the floor, her face was sticky and her pussy was sore. She looked behind herself and saw her reflection in the mirror. Her panties were around her ankles, she could see up her skirt and a thick white cream was oozing from her pussy. "I'm a good slut," she said to herself, slightly dazed. The door clicked, her sister was home.

Chapter 1 - The First Encounter

The door opened and he stepped inside, exchanging a casual hi as he did. He, was Thomas, a few years younger than Jessica, he was an average build and short dark hair. He wore jeans and a tight t-shirt, trying hard to show off what little muscle he had. Jessica led him into the lounge where they sat and chatted about work and their colleagues for a while. "So," Jess prompted, "what did you need to talk to me about?" "Oh," Tom replied smiling, "are you sure you want to hear about it?" "Hear about what? C'mon you can tell me anything." "Well," the grin went from Tom's face, "maybe I should just show you!" With that he grabbed Jess by her hair and pulled her towards him, "I've wanted to do this for such a long time." He stood up and pulled her towards the stairs. "Tom!" she screeched, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Tom didn't reply and pulled her up the stairs and into her bedroom, throwing her down on the bed. She lay for a second looking up at him, wondering what he had in store for her. He grabbed at her jeans and pulled them off. She felt herself getting a little excited, she had never seen him like this before. Looking down she saw the panties she had put on, they were plain and not at all sexy. "Shit," she thought, "I knew I should of -." Her thought was cut off as Tom grabbed them across the crotch his hand brushing against her pussy as he did so, he pulled on them, the waist dug into her sides, he pulled again and they began to tear. "You will not be wearing these again," he said calmly as they split in his palm. She was smooth almost like she had shaved just for this. He could see she was quite excited by this point. Slowly he began to unbutton and pull down his jeans. "You seem to go on every now and then Jess," he said as calmly as before, "that you are a bit of a slut. Well now it's time for you to prove it." He pulled down his jeans and revealed his hard cock. It wasn't the biggest that Jess had ever seen but after everything that had just happened, she wanted it. Tom knelt down in front of her, running his hand gently down her inner thigh, her whole body seemed to quiver, then without any more hesitation he grabbed hold of his shaft and slowly pushed the head into Jess's now wet pussy. Without warning he rammed the rest of it inside her. She let out a short moan as he came to a stop. "Well," she said breathing heavily, "I was not expecting this!" Tom pulled back his waist and thrust his cock back inside Jess, again she let out a short moan. Her hands spread from her sides and she grabbed the bed sheets, she turned her head to the side and began to enjoy the feeling of her friend's cock going in and out of her. "No!" Tom almost shouted, grabbing hold of Jess's hair again, and pulling her head back to face him, "you will look at me while I'm fucking you!" He began to pick up the pace, trying to push his dick deeper inside Jess's wet hole. "You want to fuck me!" Jess exclaimed, wrapping her legs around Tom's waist, "then fuck me like you hate me!" Tom felt his dick get even harder, something Jess noticed too as her eye's widened and she let out a long moan. "You want me to fuck you like I hate you!" Tom gritted his teeth, "fine! Come here!" Tom let go of Jess's hair and moved his hand around her neck, he began to squeeze slightly around her throat and watched as her eyes lit up. "How's that you fucking slut?!" "FUCK! ME! HARDER!" she choked, grinning, "FUCK! ME! DEEPER!" Tom started slamming his shaft deep into Jess's hole, he could hear his balls slapping into Jess's wet pussy as he pounded into it. Jess started to scream and Tom let go of her throat, she was cumming, hard. Her legs began to shake and Tom felt her juices flooding around his cock. He pulled back his shaft and looked down at the creamy mess that Jess had created. Her legs fell from around his waist and onto the bed. "Well I didn't expect that!" she exclaimed, trying to get up. "What makes you think I'm done with you?" Tom said pushing her back down, she stared at him, before she could reply he grabbed her around the waist and flipped her onto her front, pulling up on her waist. She was know knelt in front of him, her ass rubbed against his still hard cock. "I'm just getting started!" Pushing her head down he pushed his cock back inside her, her warm juices still dripping from her cunt. "You want to be a good slut? Now start acting like one!" He pushed and pulled on her waist, his cock sliding in and out of her as he did. He glanced down and watched his cock sliding in and out of her as her round ass slapped constantly against his crotch. He let go and slapped his hand across her ass cheek. She let out a groan of pleasure and glanced back at him. "I-take-i-ardr-thn-that!" she moaned, barely able to form words because of the constant pounding her pussy was taking. He slapped his hand across her ass again and again, her cheek was red and she was moaning louder than before. She couldn't help herself and started to cum again. Tom pushed her head down into the bed, muffling her moans as he continued to slam his cock into her now dripping pussy. He felt himself getting close. "Are you ready for my load Jess?" he panted. She mumbled something into the bedsheets. "And like a good little slut," Tom explained, pulling her waist onto him, "you'll take every last drop!" He came, he felt it shoot out of his shaft and envelope his cock, buried deep in Jess's pussy, mixing with her juices. He pushed every drop out completely draining himself. He felt his cock get pushed out, Jess let out a long moan as a thick gooey mess oozed out of her. Tom collapsed onto the bed next to an exhausted Jess. He looked at her and smiled. "I think we should do this more often." Silently, she nodded. They both lay for a while, in the sweaty sticky mess that they had both created, after a while Jess spoke. "Hey, you know what would be fun?" she said with a mischievous grin. She explained her idea and noticed Tom's cock getting hard again, "I'll take that as a yes then," she said and started to stroke his shaft. "But while you're here..." she climbed on top of him and slipped his cock back into her still dripping cunt. There was a squelching sound as Tom's cock pushed inside, forcing a mixture of both of their cum out of her, he felt it oozing down his cock and around his balls. She pulled off her top and sat completely naked on top of him. She began to ride him, he modest chest barely moving as she rode. She looked him in the eyes as she bounced up and down on his cock, "I have to look at you when you're fucking me, right?" she said smiling gleefully. Tom put his hands onto Jess's waist and helped her bounce on his dick. "Yes you do," he said smiling back, "good girl." Jess stopped bouncing and began to grind her hips. Tom could barely contain himself. "Oh FUUUCKKK!" she moaned, "your cock feels so good deep in my cunt." She grabbed Tom's hand and placed it around her neck. "I'M SO FUCKING CLOSE!" Tom squeezed his hand tighter as he released his load into her as she began to cum again, her pussy filled with their juices and forced his cock out. He felt her shaking on top of him and loosened his grip slightly, she fell on top of him. She moaned and groaned as her body twitched on top of him, until finally she stopped and rolled off. "I think," she said shakily, "we need to put our plan into action." "I can't wait," I said in agreement, "she won't know what's hit her."

Chapter 1 - Claire's Secret

He had received the text a few hours ago saying she was in town and wanted to know if he wanted to hang out like they used to. Trying hard not to sound too excited he had replied to let her know he was available. He was Dave and considered himself to be quite an average guy, just over six feet tall and had an average build. He had been friends with Claire for a long time and never told her how he felt about her, but today he was going to make his move. He sat on his couch waiting for the knock at the door, he had never felt so excited and terrified at the same time. "Just keep calm," Dave said to himself. He calmed himself down and thought about what games they could play when she got there, not that it mattered, she'd still probably kick his ass. He laughed to himself. A few minutes passed although it seemed like an eternity, suddenly there was a knock at the door. His heart jumped into his throat. He stood up and made his way to the door, "stay calm," he muttered to himself, and pulled the door open. "Hey!" said Claire as the door opened, she was a little shorter than him, her dark hair ran down over her shoulders and hung over her ample chest, she wore a fairly tight t-shirt and jeans. She was very pretty, he had always thought it was a bit strange that, as far as he knew, she had never had a boyfriend. She jumped to hug him, her chest pushing into him as she swung her arms around him. He staggered back and pushed the door shut behind her. Eventually she let go of him and stared at him with her bright blue eyes. "You've barely changed," she giggled. "Neither have you," Dave eventually replied, he led her in and they both took a seat of the couch. They chatted for a while, mainly chit chat and eventually got to gaming. As he predicted, Claire beat him at everything they played. "Come on Dave, you're better than this," she teased poking him. "What's next?" "How about Dead or Alive?" he sighed, Claire's eyes widened. "You sure?" Claire asked laughing, "I don't want to make you cry." "Oh suck my dick," he said putting the game in, then realizing what he had said, froze. He had never spoken to her like that before, he was dreading how she would react. "Beat me and I might," she laughed. Dave was shocked and didn't know how serious she was being. He decided she was just joking and loaded up the game. They played for a while, Claire always coming out on top. Finally Dave put his controller down. "I'm done," he said with a sigh, "you're just too good." He turned to see her looking at him, she had a strange look in her eye. "Are you ok?" he asked cautiously. "Yeah, I was just thinking," she said, "could I?" "Could you what?" he asked, confused. "Suck your dick," she blurted out. Dave gasped as she grabbed hold of his crotch, he felt his cock harden as she touched it. "Yeah if yo-" he was cut off as Claire threw herself in front of him, practically tearing into his jeans and pulled out his cock. Before he could say another word she had her lips wrapped around the head. Her head started going up and down in his lap, her tongue worked it was around his shaft as she sucked. Dave gripped onto the couch, he didn't know what to do, the girl he had had a crush on the so long was now stuffing his dick into her mouth. She pulled her mouth off his cock and looked up at him saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. She pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a tiger print bra, she reached around her back and pinged the clasp, her breasts bounced as she pulled her bra off. She quickly pushed them together around Dave's dick and started to jerk it up and down. She looked him in the eyes as her breasts massaged his shaft. "I'm not like other girls Dave," she said smiling, "I've wanted to do this for so long, but never knew how to tell you." Dave smiled back, trying hard not to cum. "I know you're not, that's why I've always had a thing for you," he replied, Claire stopped jerking and let go of her breasts, Dave's hard cock rested in her cleavage. "Get undressed," she said standing up, Dave did, she watched as he pulled off his jeans and shirt. She pushed him back down and climbed on top of him. She started kissing him, slipping her tongue into his mouth and toying with his. He felt a controller digging into him, ignored it and wrapped his arms around Claire, pushing her chest into his. He felt his cock get harder, he had to be inside her. He reached down between them and fumbled for Claire's crotch, finding a bulge. "What's that?" he asked, a little panicked, pushing her back. "I told you, I'm not like other girls," she stood up and turned away from him, her jeans dropped to the floor, followed by her panties, "I'm different." She turned back around, Dave looked down the girls slender body. Instead of a pussy she had a big cock, it was thick and the veins were clearly visible. "You have a DICK!" Dave shouted. Claire turned away and went to grab her clothes. "Wait, can I see?" Dave asked. Claire turned back to face him and nodded, she moved closer. Dave put his hand around her shaft. She moaned slightly as he started to slowly work her cock. He let go and grabbed her waist and pulled, she tumbled back on top of him. "I don't mind you being different," he said with a smile, she put her legs either side of him, both their cocks rested against each other, hers was getting harder as Dave started to toy with her nipples with his tongue. "Oh Dave!" she moaned, "I've waited so long for this." "Can I fuck you Claire?" Dave asked, fearing the worst. Claire stood up and without saying a word turned around, she spread her legs apart, her hard cock hung between them, she reached through and guided Dave into her ass, his dick was still wet with Claire's saliva, she eased the head in, moaning as he pushed his way inside, slowly she worked his entire shaft into her tight hole. "OH FUCK!" she screamed as she started to bounce on his cock, "that feels so GOOD!" Dave grabbed her waist and helped her ride his shaft, her cock bounced in front of her as she rode up and down his cock. He let go of her waist and tried to reach her dick, he took it in his hand and started to jerk it as Claire rode him, she moaned loudly as his shaft slipped in and out of her over and over. "I think," she moaned, "I think, I think I'm going to-AHHHHHH!" Dave felt it, her cock tensed in his hand and he felt her start to cum. Thick creamy cum oozed out of her cock as Dave carried on jerking it, he felt it run down over his fingers, covering her shaft. She slowly stood up, pulling Dave's cock from her ass. "What's wrong?" he asked as she got to her feet and wobbled slightly. "I've never had an orgasm like that before," she turned around, her cock was still hard and dripping with her cum, "erm, can I fuck you?" Dave was shocked, all he had ever wanted was to be with this girl, if this is what he had to do, then he was willing. "Erm, ok," he said hesitantly. Claire smiled at him. "Don't worry I'll be gentle," she giggled, "turn around." He got up and slowly turned around. She brushed some of her cum off her own cock and pushed it into Dave's ass. Dave winced as he felt Claire's cum soaked finger push into his hole. It started to feel better as the cum lubricated his ass, sending a warm feeling running through his body. Claire pulled her finger out and grabbed hold of her cock. She pushed the thick head against Dave's tight hole, Dave winced again as she pushed it inside. As the cock filled him he felt the warm sensation go through his body again. "You feel so good in me," Dave offered, Claire moaned as her dick slipped further into him, Dave let out a moan as well as the shaft gently slid into his ass. He felt his ass hole stretching as Claire's thick cock penetrated him deeper and deeper. She started to push harder until her crotch was touching his ass, she was all the way in. Dave could feel it so deep inside him, he felt like he could burst, but at the same time it felt so good to have her in him. "Fuck me Claire," he requested, "fuck me as hard as you like." "Oh Dave!" she said starting to thrust her hips back and forward, slowly at first but then as Dave's moans became louder she started going faster, "oh YES! Your ass feels so good wrapped around my dick!" "Then fuck me harder!" Dave could barely believe the words came out of his mouth, he looked underneath him, his cock was hard and bouncing up and down as Claire started pounding her cock into him. Claire leaned forward, her large breasts brushed against Dave's back as she pushed her cock into him, she reached around and grabbed hold of his cock, she rubbed it in time with her thrusts, faster and faster. "I can't believe how good this feels Dave!" she screamed. "FUCK! YES!" he shouted in response, "you're so deep in me Claire!" She was, her crotch slapped off his ass with each thrust, his cock seemed to get harder and harder the more she fucked him.   "I'm so FUCKING CLOSE!" she shouted, she felt Dave tense up around her and felt his cock swell even more. "I think I'm going to cum!" he replied. Suddenly his cock exploded, covering the couch beneath him with his thick load. "OHHHHH YESSSSS!!!" Claire's cock released another load, filling Dave's ass, cum sprayed out from around her cock. She pulled it out, her thick pearly cum oozed out of Dave's hole. Dave collapsed into the mess he created. His ass felt sore but he felt so good he didn't care. He rolled over and Claire fell onto the couch next to him. They sat in silence, covered in each other's cum. Finally Dave spoke. "I think we should have a catch up more often," he suggested. He looked at Claire, she leaned over, put her hand on his cheek and kissed him. "I think..." She said pulling away, "I think you're right."

Chapter 9 - sharing is caring

Edwards pov After hearing from Cassius how his night with the hybrids daughter went he was extremely jealous and pissed that he had lost her. when they had run into mikael who had his arm around the girl he thought his chance of ever getting her into bed was forever voided luckily for him mikael had other engagements and gave his permission for them to enjoy the girl which he planned on doing. He quickly put an end to her protests by leaking his saliva into her mouth as he kissed her which soon calmed her down and then it was a quick walk to their bedroom witch they had come to an agreement that they would from now on share.  share the room, share the girl ,keep the girl in there room and bend her to there will before mikael could stop them now as the door shut behind them and he started disrobing as he watched Cassius and hope kiss each other while he took her clothes off he whispered something in her ear causing the girl to moan her fogged over eyes looked over at him as he transformed his skin turning black nails turning into claws and talons, wings sprouting from his back and a tail growing from his behind his brother all this time whispering in her ear and kissing up and down her neck to her shoulders he watched him say something to her which caused her to nod and then he watched mesmerised as she spread her long supple legs for him to show her dripping cunt he walked over to her getting in between her legs and crawling all the way until he was face to face with her then he gave her a heated kiss pumping more saliva into her mouth and as he ended it he looked at her and said “guide my cock to your cunt child” and to his delight she did do.  Her dainty hand took possession of his cock and slowly guided it into her slick walls once done he wrapped her legs around his waist and picked her up and soon he was fucking her against the bedroom wall causing both of them to moan him in delight and her in a drug induced bliss he saw his brother disrobing and transform as well he separated hope from the wall and aloud his brother to sand witch the girl between them ohh she fit perfectly it was truly a magnificent sight he washed his brother lube up her arse and then slowly insert himself into her arse soon they were both fucking her together between them the wet slapping of flesh on flesh  a delightful sound but all to soon the brothers shot there first loads into there little whore.  Afterwards Cassius had transformed back and so had himself he watched his brother wander over to the bed and lai down and said “brother bring our whore over here and and slide her onto my cock” he decided to comply with his brothers demand and did exactly that he watched his brother force the girl to ride his cock in human form he saw the girl scream and moan and decided to get in o the action he scurried over to the bed and got behind hope and with one thrust he was in her arse which started off a tandem of fabulous fucking as he thrusted it would force her forward down onto his brothers and when his brother thrusted back it would force her arse to take his cock deeper into her arse and while they were doing this both brothers aligned there mouths with hopes neck I aligned up were there was unblemished skin and Cassius were he had already marked her they both transformed there tongues into the leeches and went to work on marking and feeding on her all the while pumping the narcotic into her system.  Causing her to orgasm over and over again which caused them to both shoot their seeds into the girl after calming down all three participants’s fell asleep the brothers with their cocks still in hope and hope entangled with both of them.

Chapter 1 - Her Eyes

I came up from behind and wrapped my arms around her.  She was leaning forward a bit, her slim fingers tapping away at the keyboard with her headphones on listening to the latest recording she’d sent. She had a beautiful voice and often sent audio messages describing her fantasy sessions spent in bed, intended for an audience of one. I didn’t want to impede her typing, so I slid them under hers so that I could hug myself to her.  I kissed her neck and nuzzled in a bit, then looked at the laptop’s screen.  A familiar image was prominently displayed.  I couldn’t help but grin. “You just can’t stop looking at her, can you?” “Does it bother you?” “That depends.  Do you love her?”  She paused.  I’d assumed that it would be a simple question with a simple answer.  From behind her, I couldn’t see her face.  As the moments passed, I began to feel concerned that our time together may have come to an end. “Not in the same way I love you.  I think it’s infatuation...a crush.” I was glad that she couldn’t see my face and the sense of relief on it. “Hmm...okay.”  An idea began to form in my mind as I walked away.  It took a week to get everything coordinated.  When it finally came together, I made up an excuse and she left to run her errands by herself.  I had to be quick, but I knew that it would be worth the effort.  I was barely done when I heard the car pulling up.  I ran to greet her. “Welcome home, my love.  Do you need help getting anything inside?” Something in my face or posture betrayed me.  She eyed me with a raised eyebrow.  “What’s going on?” “What do you mean?” “I’ve known you long enough to know when you’re hiding something.  What is it?” “Nothing you should worry about.  I was just thinking about a gift that I want to give you.  That’s all.” “Hmm…”  She looked at me a bit longer.  “Well, there’s a couple of bags in the trunk.  Would you bring them into the kitchen?” “Of course.”  I quickly headed towards the car.  She knew something was going on and I didn’t want to give it away.  I retrieved the bags, brought them to the kitchen, set them on the counter, and we put everything away.  “Why don’t you head to the living room and I’ll grab us something to drink.”  She eyed me again, then headed to the living room. I mixed her favorite drink, a vodka martini, extra dirty.  I poured myself a glass of scotch and joined her in the living room.  I set my drink on the end table and handed hers to her.  As she took a sip, I grabbed her laptop and handed it to her.  She looked at me questioningly. “I just assumed you’d want to check in with her.” “Are you sure this doesn’t bother you?” “I love you and you love me.  I know that you would never hurt me.  I want you to have some fun with her online.  I can wait.” She smiled and set her drink down.  “You, my love, never have to wait.  Let’s go have some fun of our own.”  She held out her hand to me.  I took it and stood, quickly moving ahead of her as we walked to our bedroom.  I didn’t want her to see my face or her gift too early. I stopped outside the bedroom door and turned to kiss her.  She returned my kiss, her arms wrapping around me and her tongue pushing into my mouth.  I brought my hands up to caress her breasts.  I love her breasts.  She’s never been happy with them, but I’ve always thought that they were perfect.  Still, it was time to move on to her surprise.  I grasped the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head, intentionally moving slowly, lightly dragging my fingers up the pale skin of her ribs.  Once the shirt passed over her face, I kissed her again while tugging it up and off.  My hands did not rest, moving to unbutton her pants and pull them down over her slim hips.  I knelt as I pulled her pants down, the palms of my hands sliding down her thighs as lightly as they had her ribs.  I leaned in, mouth open, almost but not quite touching my lips to her panties.  They were ocean blue with cream-colored lace adorning them.  I breathed hot air at her and she stiffened some, her bulge becoming obvious, the head poking up above the waistband.  I looked up at her face to see that her eyes were half-lidded, arousal evident on her face.  She slid her arms behind her in that way that only women can and her matching bra fell away.  I stood and she crushed her lips to mine. When we came up for air, she grabbed at my clothing, trying to remove my shirt and pants at the same time.  I grinned and pushed her hands away.  Her eyes met mine and I could see the hurt.  Ever since we’d come together, she’d had an irrational fear that I wouldn’t want to have sex with her.  I tried to prove my desire for her at every chance I could leading to a very vibrant sex life. “Close your eyes.”  She did so, but the tiny tremors moving up and down her belied a bit of trepidation.  “Cover them with your hands too.”  Her shivering stopped almost completely. “What are you up to?” “Shh.  Close your eyes and cover them with your hands.  No peeking.”  I put my hands on her shoulders and gently nudged her forward.  I moved behind her, walked her into the room, and guided her to the seat that I had placed a few feet away from the bottom of the bed.  It faced the headboard.  “There’s a chair behind you.  Sit.”  It was a bit awkward, but I got her seated the way I wanted.  “Keep them closed.” I walked over to the nightstand and selected the recording I’d chosen.  As soon as she heard the voice, she called out. “What’s going on, love?” “Keep them closed.”  I grabbed a pillow and returned to her.  “Spread your legs.” “What?  What are you…?” “I said spread your legs.  Do it.  Now.”  She slowly opened them.  “Wider.”  She spread them farther.  “Wider.”  She spread them all the way.  “Good girl.”  I put the pillow on the floor between her feet.  I had a feeling that I’d be there for a while.  I knelt down, slid my fingers along her thighs, and took her cock into my mouth.  She gasped loudly and I gave her a little flourish with my tongue.  I let her go, keeping my hand firmly around her.  “Open them.” It was hard to explain the sound of her gasp.  It was loud at first, then cut off partway through.  Her voice was so soft and quiet.  “Oh my god…” “I hope you like it.”  I took her back into my mouth.  I very much enjoyed sucking her cock.  The sounds she made, the shivers and twitches of her body, the taste of her come in my mouth.   “I...what...how...I don’t…”  I found myself amused at her confusion, so I pulled her into my throat to further add to it.  The sound she made in response was somewhere between sharply sucking in your breath and a long, deep groan.  She reached down and took my face between her hands.  She pulled my face up to look at her and I took her in my hand.  Her eyes shimmered, glistening as tears threatened to fall.  “How...when...I can’t believe you did this.” “Do you like it?”  Her cock jumped in my hand in answer.  I turned to look at the new artwork adorning the wall above the head of our bed.  It was six feet wide, set behind acrylic, and incredibly striking.  Her crush had let slip a picture.  It was of the upper part of her face.  Not enough to identify her, but enough to highlight her enrapturing eyes.  I had it blown up nearly as wide as the bed itself and hung it on the wall above.  Now, her gaze was cast across our entire bedroom, and, perhaps more significantly, our bed itself.  “Watch her, my love, watch her watching you...and I will be her mouth.”  I engulfed her beautiful cock with my mouth and began to provide her with every pleasure that I had learned to give her over the length of our relationship.  She almost screamed when she gave forth her essence.  I teased her with my tongue until she caught her breath and then I began again. She has watched over us, her voice enfolding us, testifying to our love ever since.  Perhaps my love finding her crush wasn’t a bad thing after all. -----         

Chapter 5 - Back from the dead

When hope woke up again she was disorientated her thighs were sticky and she had a slight pain between her legs she tried to move but something was holding her in place so she looked over her shoulder and thats when she saw him Cassius and everything came rushing back how he had transformed and fucked her and how she had even participated in the sex she was horrified until she remembered what he told about having a narcotic saliva so she forcefully got out of bed and went a mirror to see her reflection and what she saw shocked her there was a mark on her neck in the shape of a star she remembered her father telling her about such things and she new how to get rid of it the only way to get rid of it was for another vampire to beat Cassius until he relinquished her and that other vampire would then take Cassius place.   So her father or one of her uncles would have to become her mate which disgusted her but it would be the only way to save.  She decided to put that out her mind for now and try and get out of here she saw a wardrobe in the corner and when she opened there clothes in her size. quickly stripping and changing into the new outfit a sexy see through top and short skirt which barley covered her thighs and black leather thigh boots she exited the bedroom and she saw some stairs one leading up the other down she decided to to go down as she was walking down the bottom floor hallway she felt some one grab her and pull her into a room she was going to scream until she got a good look at who had grabbed her and she could not believe her eyes no one had ever told her about him but when she was little she  had listened at her fathers and mothers door and had heard them talk about this man she had even seen a painting of him in her fathers studio and when she asked him who he was he told her he was the boogyman but as she got older she had put the pieces together and now new that man was her grand father Mikael and that was who stood before her now which was impossible her father had killed him himself.  Mikael looked at her with a cruel smirk on his face and said “ hello grand daughter” hope gasped and replied “impossible your dead” to that Mikael responded “no child I was dead but now I’m very much alive you see the warlock that helped in your kidnap also brought me back I was there when you was kidnapped I helped I was the one bit into your neck in the car” as he said he glanced down at her neck and saw her mark when he saw it he growled and said “ it looks like ill be having words with Cassius about taking things that are not his to take” with a confused look hope responded “ why are you mad” Mikael looked at her like she was stupid and said “ I’m mad because your mine and ill soon have that straightened out with Cassius in due time but for now lets talk about other things” hope looked at him like he was out of his mind and said “ I’m not yours and I’m not Cassius’s and ill never be yours but if you want to change the subject then fine. So after you were brought back by this mysterious warlock are you now like Cassius i mean can you transform”.  Mikael had that cruel smirk on again and replied “ you’ve seen that have ahh then yes I can do that as well” as they were chatting hope and mikael had moved over to a sofa and sat down.  Hope decided to ask something that had been bugging her for a while “ so why is this warlock helping a bunch of vampires anyway” Mikael responded to question by putting his hand on her thigh without hope noticing because she was to engrossed in what he was telling her “ well I bet Cassius has told you that we can now impregnate human woman now has he not” with hopes nod he continued “and has  he told you about the children either coming out full vampire or full human” at that hope nodded again “ well the warlock has asked for payment for all the work he’s done and that payment is that he gets to select from the human females you give birth to a suitable mate for himself to repopulate the warlock/witch community” hopes eyes were wide from that revelation and responded by saying “ that’s sick….” But before she can continue a man enters the room she can tell he’s not a vampire so this must be the warlock.  She cant really see what he looks like because he’s wearing a hood and robe but when he speaks he sounds old very old and he speaks to her like a friendly grandfather would       “ now now child everyone must do there bit to rebuild the world me and you included” at this mikael got up and approached the warlock and said “ do you see what Cassius has done he’s marked her you said that was my right what are you going to do about it” the warlock stared at mikael and hope had no idea what he was thinking until he responded “ calm yourself mikael what I have not told you and Cassius or his brother is that hope can be marked by multiple vampires as long as you get her to submit to you the mark will hold” with that mikael smirked in satisfaction but also asked “ and whats to stop my bastard son from marking her himself if he ever finds us” the warlock responded by saying “ nothing but his Morales but ask yourself this do you think Klaus for his brothers will Soddy themselves by taking part in incest it will destroy them none of them will be able to decide who gets her” and with that the warlock gave one last look at hope and left leaving hope all alone with mikael.    

Chapter 2 - waking up

Hopes night gown  VAMPIRE LAIR Hope had passed out on journey to the lair so when she woke up she was in a large black silk bed wearing a black satin lace trimmed split night dress she wondered were her father and uncles were then she remembered what had happened she dove out of the bed as best she could on unsteady legs she remembered that they had fed on her  as she touched the puncture wounds on her neck and wrist then she went to try and open the door but before she could it opened on its own and one of the vampires who kidnapped her strolled in.  It was the one who had forced his mouth on her for first time she got a good look at him and for the first time she could conclude that she had seen her first ugly vampire he was fat and quite old also he was bald he must have transitioned at a old age to look as he did.  He was wearing black leather trousers and he was wearing a black robe but under that his torso was bare with some silver hair poking out  but as she took in his appearance  he was doing the same to her from her from her long bare legs to her young supple breasts perfectly incased in the satin nightgown to her blood red hair, her come fuck me eyes and luscious cock sucking lips. Cassius Pov Cassius could not believe it his plan had worked he and his brothers had captured the hybrid scums daughter and now he would turn her into there personal blood bag and whore.  He started to slowly walk towards hope causing her to back away from him herself until the back of her legs hit the bed she was staring at him like a deer in head lights soon they were face to face he raised his arm to brush his hand against her face and she flinched away from it causing him to smirk finally he spoke “ my child do you know why you are here “ hope responded by shouting “yes you kidnapped me to be your blood bag! Cassius smirked “ not just our blood bag my dear you may not have noticed but me and my brothers are different from your father and uncles” hope responded by saying “yeah I can tell your all butt arse ugly” this caused Cassius to frown and say “ no girl me and my brothers have evolved we don’t know how we don’t know why only that we have our appearances is only one side effect of our new forms but I will tell you the rest”.  Hope rolled her eyes and said “ joy cant wait to hear such fascinating bull shit” Cassius smirked “ you have spirit girl good but back onto topic our new powers allow us to see heart beats its how we tracked you your like a beacon in the darkness and me and my brothers moths to the flame another difference is when we feed we can if we choose inject our prey with a highly addictive narcotic, we have wings and we have a well you would call it a bat form our skin becomes a leathery black, our eyes turn red or black, we develop claws on all our hands and feet and oh yes we can also breed with humans” this made hope gasp in shock and ask “ how do you know this there no other humans left alive today” Cassius smirked and answered” our warlock friend told us he asked the shirts and the demons and they answered we are supposed to rebuild the world in our image” hope responded by saying” but that makes no sense theres not enough blood in the world to support your people” Cassius responded by saying” ah yes but that is the beauty of it any of our progeny can either be fully human or they become a fully red court vampire”.  As they had been talking he had been moving his arms up till they fully encircled her in his embrace without her knowing.  Hope had been to entranced by the information she was receiving to really realise finally hope responded by saying” ok but for that to happen you will need a human for that to happen” cassias stops her there by saying” or a tribrid” with hopes eyes widening in shock from what she’s hearing he carries on” yes hope you will be the mother to a new generation of vampires and humans you will be eve and me and my brothers will be Adam you will be our queen consort and we your kings and masters”.  With that final statement he leant in and captured her lips with a brutal kiss hope to shocked to respond had no time to close her mouth and block access before his Tonge was in there dominating her Tonge in a brutal dance he could taste everything in her mouth what her last meal was and so on soon hope came out of her shocked state and started beating her fists on his chest and trying to push him away so Cassius decided to start leaking his narcotic into her mouth to calm her down a little he could tell it was working because instead of hitting him her hands soon round up around his neck his hands wandered down from her waist to her arse groping it in all its glory.  He decided she needed marking by his true mouth and that he would mate with her in his true form forever binding the girl to him his brothers may fuck her but she would always be his so with that decision made he broke off the kiss detangling himself from her and backed away a couple of steps to remove his clothes when he was naked he looked back at hope and what he saw made him smile with the small amount of narcotic in her system she was quite docile for now but he could see her true self fighting the effects.  Finally he decided to move on he looked for the demon within him and found it as he transformed he gained a couple of inches in height his skin became black as tar his wings faulted out they were very much like a bats wings oh and he grew a forked tail and claws finally his black eyes finally landed on hope and all that hope would be able to see in them was lust and hunger.

Chapter 1 - Shirana Tales - Celia's Mercy

The half-ogre sneered, his jagged, yellow teeth showing, as he held the paladin's Swordshield with one hand while gripping her spear with the other. Constant alertness, especially in battlefield conditions, was drilled into The Matriarch's Guard. Sira flicked her eyes to the sides as the creature held her weapons in its grasp, rendering her unable to fight. Because of that alertness, she noticed the bandit approaching from her right. She also noticed another poised to strike Celia from behind. Now, it is known, at least locally, that the warriors of Shirana are one the most skilled military fighting forces. This is not because they are war-like. On the contrary, they are quite peaceful. However, they strive for perfection in everything they do. The Shiranon, those who protect Shirana's leader, are given the most intense training. They are able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the most elite combat units in the world. However, what is less known, but far more important in this situation, is that the smiths of that holy city are extremely adept at creating very highly articulated armor. Sira's right knee came straight up and kicked out sideways from her body. The bandit that had been running at her was suddenly moving up and away as her heavily armored and booted foot caught him under the chin, launching him back in the direction he'd approached from. She was already kneeling before her foot even returned to the ground. She solved the problem of the half-ogre immobilizing her weapons by simply letting go of her spear. She brought her right arm back as she dropped so that when she punched, all 6'2" of her well-muscled body, 6'4" in her steel armor, drove her mailed fist straight forward into the creature's testicles. One of the things that the Shiranon do is engage in extensive physical training to improve their strength, endurance, and speed. They must be able to pass a number of difficult tests. As they are aware that they may be in a situation where they are denied their weapons in combat, another test is to see how much force they can generate with a punch. With their long arms functioning as levers, they are capable of creating tremendous power. They must generate a minimum of 1200 pounds of force. Sira is relatively small for a Firen and a guard initiate. She is aware of this and trains very hard. As a result, she is capable of generating about 1600 pounds of force with a punch. In a different universe, such as one occupied by people who might be able to observe other universes, possibly even treat those universes as games, this amount of force would be equivalent to that produced by the haymaker of a highly skilled heavyweight boxer. Protected by cushioned mail, this is also sufficient to punch completely through the waddle and daub construction of most peasant homes. It was with this force that she punched the half-ogre's crotch. With a loud scream that was most un-ogre-like, it released its grip with both of its monstrous paws. The spear dropped perfectly into the warrior's open hand, her fingers wrapping around the shaft tightly. Had anyone been close enough, they might have seen the momentary flare of golden lightning obscure her eyes, before it flashed from her hand along the length of the spear. The metal, superheated by holy fire, glowed blue as she spun and launched it through the air. The importance of the aforementioned highly articulated armor was that it restricted none of these movements in the way that ordinary armor would have. Celia, a combat-trained war priestess of Shirana, felt her Goddess's power as the azure streak passed over her shoulder. The spear hit the sneaking rogue dead center of his chest, the divine power it carried exploding his heart and pinning his now lifeless body to the wall behind her. She nodded at Sira who nodded in return as the war chains uncoiled from her arm. She had her own evils to contend with. Celia had eschewed the typical weapons and armor of a warrior priest. She was covered from neck to waist in silver chains, almost completely obscuring her clothing. Celia wore an oddly designed set of chainmail. It left her generous bottom exposed and, should she bend over, her womanly treasure was exposed as well. Her lower outer parts of her massive breasts were also exposed. When asked why she wore a less than full set of chain, she simply smiled. Like the chainmail, the chains were composed of some metal that shown with a sheen more silvery than steel. Celia noticed The Matriarch watching her from just inside the doorway as she practiced her spells with the other freshmen of the class. There was a man standing next to her. The expression on his face wasn't a scowl, so much as simply flat, unusual in Shirana. She had been here since she was twelve. The majority of her early education had been reading and writing, maths, logic, history, the study of the cultures that the immigrants brought with them, and of course, Shirana's Tenets and how to apply them to various situations and problems. She had learned to speak the Celestial tongue that was so common in the city, as well as the Elvish and Dwarven languages. Now, she was practicing spells. The Matriarch waved her over. "Captain Leysic, this is Celia. I see much in her." There were rumors that The Matriarch could see the future. When asked, she simply responded that the future is unwritten. "Clearly, she is not a Child," he said, looking her over. "No," The Matriarch smiled, resting a hand on the young woman's shoulder. "Celia came to us years ago after an unfortunate incident resulted in her being orphaned. She was found and brought here. She is not a Child, but she is my child all the same." "I see. Welcome, Celia. So, why did you summon me, Matriarch?" "I would like you to take her to the Legion armory. Allow her to choose any weapon she wishes, then please train her to wield it properly." "You're making her a part of the Legion then?" "I make no one do anything, most especially join the Legion, but I do encourage them to follow their heart's desire and I see her heart." "Of course, Matriarch. Follow me, Celia." Celia hesitated. "Matriarch, why do I need a weapon to minister to the citizenry?" The Matriarch smiled down at the much shorter woman for a moment, then kissed the top of her head. She placed a hand on the center of Celia's chest and spoke softly. "Because you will follow your heart's desire." The Matriarch smiled once more, then walked from the room, leaving the confused pair behind. Celia followed the Legion captain to the armory where their armor and weapons were stored. The young woman gazed in wonder at the array of devices stored there, but one confused her. "What is that?" She pointed to the device that seemed out of place. "Those are war chains. Only the Firen can use them effectively. They are here simply for display," replied the captain. "Then, that's what I want." "You are too small, Celia. Too short and too weak." "The Matriarch said that I could have any one that I wanted," she replied. The captain nodded. "True, but I don't think that she had something that even a Child cannot wield properly in mind." "Do you presume to know the mind of The Matriarch?" the young priestess asked. The captain sighed. "As you wish." The training was quite arduous, but the young priestess was extremely persistent, despite her lack of progress. "Celia, we've been at this for nearly six months now. I told you that you could not wield them. It's not lack of commitment. You have that in spades. You are simply too small," the captain said, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "Perhaps if we commission some that are smaller, shorter, and lighter?" "No," she said angrily, shrugging his hand off. "If they can do it, I can do it!" She started again from the beginning. Celia walked home that evening discouraged. She tried and tried, but the chains were too heavy and unwieldy. They were just too long. She found herself sitting on a bench in the rock garden wondering if she’d just wasted the last half-year of her life. She didn’t notice The Matriarch until she sat down beside her. “What troubles you, child?” Celia started at the unexpected voice. “Oh! Matriarch! I’m sorry, I didn’t notice you.” She bit her lip for a moment, then looked up at her. The Matriarch ran an entire civilization. She had no time for one small woman’s problems. “It’s nothing. Just a bit of trouble with my studies. I think that I may have made a mistake.” The Matriarch nodded. “Perhaps you have.” She gazed out over the garden for a moment. She was still looking at it when she spoke. “You are a priestess. A priestess learns to channel divine power. Divine power is a curious thing. It has an infinite amount of uses. See that large rock over there?” She pointed to a huge boulder sitting in the middle of the garden. “I think it would look better if it were over there,” she pointed off to the left. “This body is no stronger than that of any of my children. I cannot move it myself. I suppose I could ask a Firen to move it. However, it looks quite large. It might take two or even three Firen to lift.” The Matriarch looked around the garden, then captured Celia with her eyes. “It appears that there are no Firen here. I suppose I will have to do it myself.” The Matriarch stood and walked over to the boulder. She placed a hand on the boulder and a golden glow slowly engulfed it. She squatted and reached underneath it with her other hand and lifted it as if it were no more than a pebble. She took several steps and set it down. She stood back, tilted her head slightly, then turned to face Celia. “It looks much better there, I think. Anyway, I will leave you to your thoughts. I believe that you were trying to decide whether you had made a mistake. Have a good evening, my child.” The Matriarch slowly walked toward the other side of the garden and disappeared into the night. Celia watched her go, then returned to her own thoughts. She found her eyes drawn back to the boulder over and over. An hour later, her eyes lit up and she jumped to her feet. “The Tenets!” Celia ran back to the armory and picked up the war chains. She draped them across her shoulders and wrapped the lengths around her arms several times. She took a deep breath and relaxed. A golden glow extended from her hands down the length of the chains. She took another breath, then swung one end over her head. It arced through the air effortlessly. She tried one of the movements that captain Leysic had tried to get her to perform and managed it with flawless execution. A slow smile grew across her face. Captain Leysic heard the sound before he saw it. His stubborn, tiresome student whipped the war chains through the air, sometimes extending outward in attack, other times arcing around her body protectively. He watched her for some time before loudly clearing his throat. Celia brought the chains down to their resting state and turned to look at him. “Something seems to have changed, young Celia,” he said. She coiled them around her arms and ran up to him. “The Tenets! Strength and wisdom. Strength AND wisdom. Strength is pointless without the wisdom to apply it correctly. Wisdom helps no one if you don’t have the strength to implement it. Strength!” She lifted one of the chains and shook it. “Wisdom!” A glow extended from her hand to engulf the chain. She whipped it around, arcing over the captain’s head, bringing it back down in an elegant loop to rest neatly by her feet. The captain’s head tilted back and Celia heard him laugh for the first time ever. “You may not be a Child, young Celia, but you are a true child of the Matriarch. Let’s get to work.” Celia flicked out the glowing chain, feeling it pull taut as it wrapped around one of the bandits’ throats. She had already turned and swung the other end towards another one charging her when she yanked hard, instantly snapping his neck. The second end had entangled the legs of the approaching bandit and sent him tumbling to the ground face first. Celia quickly looped her elbow around the chain, tugging him closer and closer. She nudged him over with a kick and grimaced involuntarily at the sight. His nose had shattered in the fall and he’d lost a couple of teeth. “Wow, this is just not your day, is it?” He lifted a hand, pointing at her holy symbol of Shirana. “Y...you’re a cleric! You’re supposed to heal people!” Celia sighed. “Why do people not get it? Clerics aren’t always healers. Clerics carry out the will of their Gods. You know what my Goddess demands?” The terrified man stared at her, afraid to answer. Celia leaned down and whispered in his ear. “She demands Justice.” She stood and raised a mailed boot and slammed it downward. The would-be villain closed his eyes, not wanting to see his own death approach. He heard the thunderous impact, and for a moment he didn’t realize that he was still alive. He opened first one eye, then the other. Celia smirked at him. “She also demands Mercy. Promise to do no more harm and to make reparations to this family, and you live. Otherwise, well, these boots are already covered in muck from the swamp yesterday, so a little more ickiness won’t matter. Choose.” The bandit's eyes flicked to the side as Sira approached. Her sword had been removed from her Swordshield and it dripped viscera as she stood next to them. "He and his band," she gestured towards the corpses of the half-ogre and the three other bandits, "spared no thought to this family when they raped the mother and slew the son. He should be made to pay." She raised her weapon, a bit of ogre blood flinging from the tip of the blade. Celia held out her hand. "You have great strength and pursue justice relentlessly, Sira. Before you dispatch this wretch, let Shirana's Tenets be the last thing he hears. Tell him what they are." Sira glared at Celia for a moment, then resheathed the sword into the shield. She walked over to the small barn and retrieved her spear. She shouldered the dead man's body and carried him to the half-ogre and dropped him on top of his compatriot. The last living bandit looked back to Celia. "I thought she was going to kill me." "She still might. She's mastered strength and justice, but she's still gaining the wisdom to know when to offer mercy." Celia watched the paladin gather and pile the bodies of the dead raiders. "Thank you for sparing me," he said with a shaking voice  "Do not thank me. Thank the Goddess Shirana. I would just as soon as gut you like a fish, but my goddess dictates otherwise." A hardness came into her eyes, and she pointed towards the huddled victims. "Do you see that girl? I was her once! I know their pain! A part of me wants to..." She gritted her teeth for a moment before taking a deep breath and resuming in a calm voice. "I strongly suggest that you sincerely apologize to these people and do whatever it takes to make amends." Celia twirled her arms a few times and spun in place, recoiling her exotic weapons to the position that they normally rested on her body, then turned and walked to the front of the house where a weathered-looking woman clutched her injured husband and dead son to her, as her daughter cried into her shoulder.

Chapter 0 - The Prologue

She paced her kitchen floor, unsure of whether she had made the right decision or not, after all, he had always said that it would be 'dangerous' if they were alone together. She was Jessica, a single mother in her early thirties. She was slender and her child bearing past was hidden well. He long blonde hair flowed gracefully down onto her shoulders. She breathed deep telling herself not to panic, her modest chest barely even raising as she did so. Reaching for another cigarette she wondered if she should change, her baggy jumper after all wasn't that appealing and the jeans she wore were a little loose and baggy too. "No," she thought to herself, lighting her cigarette, "I can't let him think I'm expecting anything." She continued to pace, worrying about what she thought was probably nothing, after all the message only read that he 'needed a chat'. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. She put down her cigarette and looked out the window to see him standing there. As calmly as she could she went to open the door. "Shit," she thought, "what panties have I got on."

Chapter 4 - the beast conquers

CASSIUS POV Cassius had been fucking hope for hours now he could not get enough of her he would never tire of her this he knew with that in mind he withdrew his cock from her sopping pussy hope looked disappointed at this and he smiled down at her and said “dont worry my child daddy is not finished with you yet” causing hope to smile and giggle “ now get on your hands and knees and present yourself to your king and master” hope moaned and said” yes my king anything for you master” Cassius watched as she took the position he then lined his cock back up with her cunt and entered her this time instead of taking her like a lover he took her like a whore and he could tell she loved it and so did he his hands were on her hips in her hair pulling it biting her neck, slapping her arse and all the while hope is moaning like a bitch in heat with one final thrust he ejactulated  into her, he shot it his load into her womb hopefully impregnating her if not they plenty of time until she is as his cock continued to spill his seed into her cunt he could feel her walls clamp down on his cock as Che howled as she had her own orgasm basically telling the world who she belonged to. He finally pulled his cock out of her and watched as some of his seed leak out of her he then redressed her in the night gown and laid her tired body back into the bed he then reverted back to his ugly human form and slipped in behind  positioning her so that they were spooning he knew that there was still apart of hope that was resisting snd that when she woke up she would be both submissive to him and defiant but he knew that if he continued to feed on her she would soon be completely his plus his mark sped the process up and with that last thought he fell asleep.

Chapter 8 - unexpected meeting

Hopes pov After mikael had finished feeding on her he had given her some of his blood to drink and she had to say it was the tastiest thing she had ever drunk if she was not careful she could see herself becoming addicted to it.  They then got up fixed her clothes then mikael offered to give her a tour of the building which she agreed to so they left his room with his arm around her waist of course she she knew Cassius room was upstairs he also showed her a dining room, a kitchen, a entertainment room, a gym she then saw a door at the end of one hall which he had not shown she  asked him what was in there and he responded by telling her that it was the warlocks room and told her to never go in there unless invited which she nodded her head agreeing too then he took her another door on the other side and said “this leads to the sub basement come ill show you whats down here” as they entered the basement she saw it was a long room with many cells and in each cell there was a female were wolfs she looked mikael and said “ why are you keeping them here” he looked at her and said “ for food and pleasure not my decision this was Cassius’s work” she nodded believing him after all she knew he hated were wolfs.  She then saw a door at the far side of the room and asked about it “ whats in there” mikael looked to were she was pointing and rescinded “ that is the warlocks lab again were not aloud in there” she nodded her understanding they then went back up stairs just as they were leaving they finally crossed paths with Cassius and his brother. To hope Cassius brother looked exactly like each other really old, fat, and thinning white hair on there heads and there bodies which she did not understand how mikael could look so Normal while these two were not she concluded it may have something to do with how they were brought back Cassius looked at hope in delight she saw him and his brother run there eyes up and down her form in hunger and while she was ok with Cassius doing that for some reason.  But his brother doing it creeped her out Cassius saw the creeped out look she was sending his brothers way and quickly stopped him and then said “ah my child I have been looking everywhere for you I must say you gave an old man such a fright when I woke up to see your beautiful body no longer in my bed” for some reason him looking at her with that disappointed look on his face caused her to feel shame but then he continued “ but I see you found some company” with that word he eyed mikael’s arm which was still around her waist she saw mikael give them a look as if to say if you have a problem do something about it and both brothers seemed to back down from his glare which made her feel very safe and with out her knowing about it she began rubbing herself against mikael he took notice of this and bent down to kiss her pouty lips in front of the brothers.  Cassius cleared his throat and said “ah yes my child I would like to introduce you to my brother Edward” Edward stepped forward and he offered her his hand to shake not thinking anything of it she stepped out of mike’s embrace grabbed Edwards hand to shake but felt herself being pulled into his embrace instead she struggled a bit as he slid his hands around her and said “ hmm you are such a pretty little thing my dear it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance” as he said pleasure he thrust his hips forward into her causing to retch in disgust as she struggled to break free she was surprised when he let go but thanks to force of her struggles she ended up falling into Cassius waiting arms “ hmm do not worry my child I have you now shhh” as he said that he silenced her with a kiss to her lips and for some reason she did not fight him she could see mikael over Cassius shoulder he gave her a nod and she closed her eyes and returned his kiss as this was happening she felt someone come up behind her and trap her so that now she was sand witched between Cassius and who she was guessing was Edward she felt lips on her neck kissing up and down it she also felt hands going underneath her top to grasp her titts she felt Cassius pick her up by her legs so she wrapped them around his waist she then felt someone grinding into her arse someone coughed in the back ground and Cassius relinquished her lips so that he could look at mikael. Mikael looked at them and said “ you can keep my girl company for one hour while I meet with the warlock if I find out you or your brother mistreated her in any way you will wish you were still dead do I make my self clear” she felt Cassius gulp and say “ yes” while she looked at mikael  like he had lost his mind but he responded to her by saying “ don’t worry girl ill be back for you” and with that he left she was about to say something but was silenced when Edward turned her head towards him and kissed her releasing  some of is narcotic saliva into her mouth as they pulled away.  Cassius started walking with her in his hands heading upstairs with Edward following and as they got to Cassius room all she remembered was the door opening her being carried in with the brothers and the door shutting behind her. Mikaels lov As mikael went to the warlocks room to get this meeting over with he had been contacted by the warlock during his brief interaction with the brothers and was not happy that he had to let his little slut go with them two imbeciles.  He approached the door and knocked and waited he then heard from the other side the warlock say enter so he opened the door and went inside what he found was not what he was expecting standing next to the old man was a olive skinned amazon with deep black eyes and shiny black hair which looked like oil the warlock motioned for him to take a seat which he did then the warlock said “ ah mikael good to see you how is hope I assume your enjoying your time with the young girl” he said all this with a smirk on his face so he responded “i have enjoyed myself immensely with her quite a bit and I intend to spend a lot more time with her in future as well” he saw the warlock looked pleased with this “ ah very good but thats what I wanted to talk to you about as you know we can grow all the human food the wolfs and hope will ever need including your future offspring but we still need materials we can only get from the outside world.  This is why I’m setting up a rotor you, Cassius and Edward will take turns going to the surface and bringing back supplies and women” he was shocked hearing this if he was to leave that would give Cassius and Edward ample opportunity to bend hope to there wills he voiced this to the warlock “ but how am I supposed to protect whats mine if I’m away there must be another way” the warlock seemed to sympathise with him which pleased him “not to worry mikael I have the answer to your problems right here my dear please step froward” as the woman stepped out of the shadows mikael saw her in all her glory she was a tank which surprised him” mikael I would like to introduce you to my latest experiment Ursula she is a hybrid of the new breed of vampires and of the wolf she will be able to keep hope quite safe while you are away” he was surprised about hearing this so now there was a demon wolf vampire hybrid running around great although the fight between his bastard son and this beast would be glorious to watch.  So he responded by speaking to Ursula” and does she know that I’m in charge” he watched Ursula look at him and then she shocked him as she dropped to her knees and pledged herself to him which pleased him very much the warlock took all this in and then said “now onto other matters” and then they went on talking about other things.

Chapter 1 - The First Night

As the princess regained consciousness she quickly became confused. She could remember gazing out the window of her personal plane while Toadsworth prattled on about something, and there was a vague memory of approaching some land mass... everything after that was a blur. With no small effort Peach managed to lift her head slightly: it was dark, but there was light coming from somewhere nearby. As she moved to get up she found that her hands were bound behind her, without her arms available she struggled for a moment and shortly gave up. Time passed, she felt strangely calm considering the circumstances. Strangely the one thing that did disturb her was the fact that her favorite pink heels were absent. There was smoke in the air, a small cough escaped through her lips. Something nearby must have heard, and the sound of it approaching followed. Peach quickly closed her eyes and pretended that she was still out cold. “Don’t bother,” said a voice, “I can tell you’re awake.” Peach considered her options and decided to give up the little ruse. In front of her stood a female Koopa Troopa, one of the turtle-like creatures sometimes known to cause trouble for the kingdom. She had a green shell, indicating a low rank. Strangely she wore a black bandanna, it covered most of her head. “I’m guessing you aren’t loyal to the kingdom,” Peach said with a sigh. “Correct.” “So you’ll be taking me to Bowser’s castle for another kidnapping?” “We’ll get around to it.” “Wait,” Peach said, now alarmed, “If Bowser has organised this then he’ll want me locked up in a castle as soon as possible...” “We’re freelance, the big guy probably doesn't even know you’re missing yet.” Peach blinked. “This is... new. So what are you planning to do with me?” “Personally, I want the coin for handing you over; I hear it’s dangerous to keep you around. The rest of the group have other ideas,” the Koopa smiled, “It’s hard being the only female member of the gang, I’m letting them have a little fun with you first.” The princess turned white and subconsciously tested the strength of her bonds. “Who knows, I might get a little something myself.” “How many of you are there?” asked Peach with a growing feeling of panic. “There’s four of us including me. Slim and Pete shouldn’t be too bad, I’m concerned about Lucky though.” “We can talk this over, are you all Koopa Troopas?” “Pete is. Slim is a Toad, you might convince him. Lucky, he’s some kind of big gorilla. A real animal, that one.” Suddenly there was a second, mushroom topped head in front of the princess. “That’s Slim.” He gave a thumbs-up. “I’ll let you two talk it over.” Slim was pretty tall for a Toad. He gave her body a quick look and started to unbuckle his pants. “Can’t we negotiate?” asked Peach. He pulled the belt completely off but temporarily stopped undressing. “What do you have to offer?” “I’m a princess, I’m filthy rich!” “I don’t mind living rough, you’d probably just lead us in to a trap anyway.” Slim dropped his pants, Peach’s eyes widened at the sight of his flaccid six inches. “You can trust me I swear it!” He stroked himself a few times, he seemed to be considering her offer while he waited to become erect. “You’re a princess, all innocent-like, you want to protect your dignity?” She nodded. “I’ve got a thing for legs.” said Slim. He grabbed the bottom of her dress and tossed it back, exposing her stocking covered legs. “Mostly feet. I’m the one who took your heels: I’ve already jerked myself off inside one while we waited for you to wake up; that’s why I’m not hard again yet.” “So... maybe I could pose while you jerk off?” “No way,” he said with a snarl, “what a waste that would be with the pretty little princess at my disposal.” “I don’t understand, what else can I do with my feet?” Slim took a seat between Peach’s legs and continued to stroke himself slowly. “So innocent. You never heard of a footjob?” Peach blushed and shook her head. Slim’s hands reached out and each took hold of an ankle, “you just put your feet on either side of little Slim here, like this...” Shortly there was a semi-erect penis held between the Peach’s feet, she blushed even harder. “Now don’t try anything tricky, I wouldn’t want to have to hurt you. Just move those dainty little feet up and down...” He gently slid her feet down to the base of the shaft. “Wow those stockings feel soft, must be real expensive stuff!” Peach refused to play along, Slim ignored her and continued to slide her feet along his manhood. After a few more strokes the princess began to respond, trying to hurry things along. Eventually Slim spoke up again, “You’re a fast learner, I’m hard already. Why don’t you try out some other moves?” Peach shifted her position and put in some more effort; she sped up slightly, then tried moving her feet slightly out of time with one another. He moaned. With a flash of inspiration she wrapped her arches around the shaft and really started pumping. “Damn, you sure you’ve never done this before miss? You’re a real pro!” Slim’s cock jerked and he carefully used his hands to slow her down. “No thanks,” thought Peach, “I can’t keep this up forever, I’ll have to try something else.” With her left foot she grabbed as much meat as she could between her big and index toes, she jerked him off with that; the toes on her right foot gently manipulated the head. His cock gave another jump and stared to throb against her grip. “Holy crap!” Slim groaned between gritted teeth, “Slow down girl, wow!” Peach ignored the order and forcefully worked him over. Slim started to thrust against her, but she used her quick reflexes to keep a firm grip. Finally the cock swelled up. Before Peach could move her feet away a blast of cum exploded through the air. Her right foot captured most of the mess, but some got past. There was a streak of the sticky liquid across her right leg, staining the expensive white stocking. Peach closed her eyes. Embarrassed, she continued to slowly jerk him off with her left foot. Cum dripped down on to her toes. As the moment passed she finally stopped stroking. Slim ginned contently and used her feet to wipe himself off. As the satisfied Toad wandered away Peach took a few deep breaths. She opened her eyes once more. In front of her stood a male Koopa with a six inch hard-on. To her left was the Gorilla; the equipment between his legs gave the princess a new worry.

Chapter 17 - Whore of the Hive

As the brood carry hope into the breeding chambers you can see a black substance covering the walls this substance has also been used to make nests and other objects. Hope was deposited into a large nest room enough for hope and the rest of the males her clothing is carefully taken off of her form carefully until she is nude one of the brood lays down dragging hope so that her nubile body covers his then the broods deformed cock seems to come to life by itself as it starts moving rubbing itself against hopes slit the others gather round and use there tongues to lick every inch of hopes body top to bottom in every crevice and crack it ain’t long until two brood males have latched on to each of hopes tits causing hope to start moaning the one that’s rubbing his cock on her slick slit decides that its waited long enough and with that his cock shoots up into hopes cunt like a viper burying itself into her.  Causing hope to cry out in pain and pleasure which one of the brood silences with his mouth and tongue soon his thick tongue is half way down hopes throat all the while the rest of the brood is forcing her body to bounce on the cock still buried within her one of them is soon behind her on all fours and is forcing its tongue up hopes arse so now she’s getting tonged from both ends while she is forced to fuck another in her pussy it ain’t long until the one fucking her starts squirting his fertilised eggs into her womb and then he is replaced by another but the Tonge that has been in her arse is removed and replaced with a brood cock.  As it is thrusted into her arse this causes her to be thrusted forward on the cock in her cunt causing her to drunkenly to moan out as the the one who had been tonguing her mouth had moved on to nibbling her neck “ohhhmmmm” but she is soon silenced when another of the broods snake like cocks slither past her parted lips which she innocuously starts sucking on. Soon all three participants are in a sex crazed mess with hope bouncing up and down on the cocks in her arse and cunt and bobbing her head in time with the one in her mouth all the while the brood thrust in time to her thrusts. The breeding of hope by the brood lasts for hours each time a male has fertilised its eggs in hopes cunt another would take his place and that was the only place they seemed to cum none of them had cum in hopes mouth or arse although they do seem to enjoy fucking her there. Right now she is sandwiched between two brood brother fucking her in both holes one of them held up one of hopes legs until it was nearly on his shoulder while the other forced hope to sling her arm over his shoulder so that both could get closer and deeper into her thrusting into her back and fourth the sound of wet skin smacking against wet skin all the while hope is moaning like a wanton whore her tits bouncing and swaying causes the one fucking her cunt to let his long tongue hang low so that it can snag and lick at her breasts the other one fucking hopes arse forces her to stare into it is eyes as it leans in and actually kisses her though because her mouth had been open at the time it took the opportunity to force hopes tongue into his mouth were he dominated it. After a while of this the one who was fucking her pussy laid his eggs inside of her as well.  then it was just the one who had been fucking her in the arse the one who claimed her mouth and tongue this one was different were all the others had been skinny and sort of gentle this one was the most dominating with a physique of hard muscle he was also slightly taller than the rest of his brood brothers and as he approached  his nest that hope was laying in its spidery like black webbing sticking to her succulent form he let his eyes wander up and down her form from her slightly bloated belly which was full of eggs to her long long legs to her cunt lips to her magnificent breasts up to her perfect angular face which held her kissable lips her piercing eyes which he loved the look of especially when she’s getting her brains fucked out was he jealous that his brood brothers had already laid there eggs in the girl?  No of course not that was not the hive way they shared all their mates but it is true some of the brood do have one specific mate that they keep for themselves but that does not mean she cant be shared when the other brothers fancy a go. But now this female was his he had sent out pheromones warning his brothers of this fact as soon as she had turned up with her family and now as he watched her drunkenly spread her legs for him as he crawled on all fours until his body covered hers from the view  he looked down at her as his cock lined it self up with her cunt he watched her eyes as he entered her a sort of fire burn in her blue eyes which burnt away her intoxication for a time as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pull him forward until he was buried inside her so that both there pelvises were touching he then swooped down and claimed her in a demanding and hungry kiss bringing her tongue back into his mouth were he controlled it and he was soon fucking this female like a bitch in heat. Every time there lips would separate he would hear her moans in his ear “oh oh oh ohhhh” he would hear her drunkinly beg him for more “hmm please fuck me more oh yes oh breed me” in the brood they had no titles or names but it was true that he was treat differently yes they did stay with the broods hive customs of everyone comes first but they also all looked to him for his input and he had saved a lot of his brood brothers and sisters lives in the past so if he was to compare himself to a old ones title it would be a benevolent king.  Which meant he needed a queen and he wouldn’t just take any one he had heard stories from the old one that talks that his brother the old hybrid is a king also which meant the female with them is his daughter a princess now that to him sounded like a good alliance plan to join there kingdoms/hive to each other through  the brood king mating with the hybrid kings daughter.  She would give them many children and if he mated with her at the right time he could impregnate her with a child which would take twelve months to form like the old times it would be the brood kings and hopes true child a perfect blend of their genetics.  You see when they laid there eggs in a female wether it be a female of the brood or of a different species it only takes trace amounts of the incubating females DNA if you were  to run its DNA under a microscope you would find that there egg offspring are just slightly altered clones and the brood king has had many egg offspring but never a true blending offspring.  That he was saving for a special someone but they could only do the blending when the females had fully integrated themselves into the hive themselves they would have to fully submit to him with no help from the blood spring and it could only be done on a full moon so with that in mind he looked back down at his future queen and soon picked up the pace in fucking her.  He wanted to leave a subconscious memory of there time together so that when it came time for her to take her rightful place at his side in the hive it would feel like she was coming back home and on that day they would have a perfect blending together and with that last thought he could feel his cock spasm inside of her and feel her walls clamp down on his cock.  As he began laying his eggs in her bulging womb all the while he silenced the moans coming from her mouth with a searing kiss.  Once it was over he detangled himself from her and picked her up and slung her over his back so that her  bare arse was right next to his head he then while holding her arse to keep her steady scaled down the walls to the birthing chambers were females were held up by each limb with black webbing like substance he put hope in the same position as the other girls and before he left he gave her one last lingering kiss then he  left. While that had been going on with hope the brood females had carried the Mikaelson boys to the female shared chambers were they often took captive males why you may ask whats the point when the males are the ones with the eggs well there is two reasons for this the first is that they do this for pleasure and second is that males sperm they store in there bodies which they use to mix with eggs or if there lucky and are picked by a male they use some of the cum for a blending  this way the babies will have diverse genetics and with three old ones laid out here just waiting to be taken the females wasted no Time at all stripping there intoxicated forced mates of there clothes they then lathered there cocks up using there mouths there tongues were put to good use licking up and down the long poles of the old ones.  When they were nice and hard they straddled there midsection and guided there cocks into there waiting cunts and soon the caverns were filled with hisses growls and moans as all the females took turns riding the males until each female had at least one womb full from one of the originals this of course took a couple of hours and thought that the old ones would come round any minute if a female had not made trips back and forth from the blood spring to replenish the old ones with the intoxicating blood. Back with hope it had been a couple of hours since the brood king had left her hanging in the birthing cavern there she was sweaty, naked and belly bulging  when she felt the urge to push it was not something her still intoxicated brain had felt before so she decided to follow her instancing and begin pushing as she did she could not see a black liquid like substance being pushed out of her cunt which piled up behind her and was almost as tall as she was and if you looked closely at the black substance you can see hundreds of tiny little white illumines balls attached to the black substance which were the eggs. After hope had pushed out her huge egg sac the brood king came back for hope with a pack of females to re clothe hope then they took her to the room where her family would also be placed in until they awaken the brood king stayed with the egg sac still being able to smell hopes juices on the sac and he grinned.

Chapter 0 - Sword Maiden

Two months passed since Goblin Slayer's party fulfilled the mission given by the Sword Maiden to clear the nest in the sewers under the city. Said woman had felt relieved of a heavy boulder in her back. Things went quiet for the time being, as she dealt with the nobles she was suspicious of. The woman was having a walk around the temple, when she heard some ruckus origin in the hallways near the audition's hall. She paced the room and saw -as much as she could behind the white linen- a goblin trailing behind one of her acolytes. She rushed after them, only to find a couple more at the stairs. Heart racing, she rushed to other sections of the holy structure, only to find more and more green creatures.  Her biggest fear, the one that continually appeared in her nightmares, had know become real. The temple was plagued by an uncountable number of goblins. Those terrible, green, evil, short creatures that plagued the earth, and her nights. Sword Maiden's mind collapsed, her breathing became rugged and heavy. She trembled and almost fell due to the sudden anxiety caused by the goblins. Running through the corridors behind the hall, the young woman rushed the stairs that led to her private chamber and crumbled on her bed. Her heart beat could be heard from afar while she cuddled and embraced her knees. Trying to calm herself, Sword Maiden breathed in and exhaled, all the while chanting the lullaby her mother used to sing her when she was but a child. Despite her effort, her mind raced through the events which transpired ten years ago -before she became the famous gold ranked adventurer that defeated the Demon Lord, along her other party members-. Her body could still felt the nasty green hands traveling up and down her hands and legs, snapping off her clothes leaving her bare for the monsters pleasure. She hasn't forgotten about that monster either... The shadowy thoughts continued to torment the archbishop until she realized it was silent, too silent. But then, heavy steps were heard at the door, opening it and passing the threshold. Sword Maiden looked at the intruder, and she could not believe what her defective vision showed: a tall, bulky figure, with an aura of power that corresponded to that of a Goblin Lord. She should have run away, she should have faced it chanting a powerful spell that killed the horrible creature, but she couldn't. Too traumatized by the past, her limbs felt numb, she could only embrace her knees harder and wait for a miracle to save her. Alas, it didn't happen. The foul creature closed the door, then the distance between them, and laughed. "Ah. I did not expect to meet you again, Maiden of the Sword", the creature's voice was deep and strange, but akin to a human voice. It sent a chill down Sword Maiden. She knew that voice, it was that Goblin. Gathering a strength she didn't know where it come from, the panicked woman stood up and tried to escape, only to collide with a hard wall. The creature strong chest. Afraid, she punched and kicked it, to make it move. It only made the Goblin Lord laugh again. "I remember it as if it was yesterday. They were good days, don't you think? You are the best woman I have ever had, even after all this time", the Goblin Lord voice was now gentler, his big hands gripping her own. The foul creature crouched against Sword Maiden, approaching and kissing her in the mouth. She felt his harsh tongue entering her wet cavern, massaging and exploring her. The high goblin continued with his ministrations at her lack of response to fight back, now reaching her hips with his hands. Slowly, Sword Maiden mind fogged because of the intense making out, and started kissing back the goblin. It felt good, really good, to kiss this monster. Her mind not aware of the aphrodisiac chemicals that the goblin's leader tongue released, in order to heat up the female. The effect was small in the first contact between a male high goblin and a female, and then it increased much more on further contacts, to a level that was intoxicating. Sword Maiden's breathing was heavy, the goblin's pheromones loaded her senses. The make out session reached another level of pure intensity, of physical need and want. Their bodies pressed against the other in a fiery dance. She moaned for the first time when she felt his hardness press against her belly. Sword Maiden rubbed her thighs, she was starting to get wet. Bit by bit, the Goblin Lord lead the kiss towards the bed, the Sword Maiden gasping when her calves and body fell in the mattress. She remembered very well the events which transpired in the past. How the goblins captured her when she was distracted in her travel, and rugged her back to their nest. There, the goblins left her with the chief of the nest. Surprisingly, it was a Lord. They were very rare, the highest level a goblin could develop into, and, according to high-classed adventurers, very dangerous due to their superior intelligence and raw strength. The creature showed great wisdom and was capable of communicating in the human tongue. But the greatest surprise weren't those things, no. It was, however, the way the Goblin Lord used her. The goblin chief fucked her so hard, so thoroughly, and, to Sword Maiden's dismay, he brought her to the rawest level of pleasure, using her body in every way possible. Even if at the beginning, the creature was forcing her, the young woman quickly succumbed to her lust. Many days passed with eternal sessions of breeding,because that was what the Goblin Lord did, breed her as if they were animals. The goblin couldn't get tired of her, but some day, the situation changed. She was left behind, and the little mindless group of goblins under the chief command raped her, one after the other, the whole nest without exception. They were so brutal, using their sharp claws, jaws, biting her, her body covered by hundreds of wounds. They even hurt her eyes, leaving her blind to colors, only distinguishing the simpler of shapes. Her mind collapsed slowly as days passed with these treatment, Sword Maiden estimated almost a month passed since she was kidnapped, when a silver ranked party discovered the nest. The adventurers tried to clear the nest, so amidst the confusion she recomposed as best she could, and tried to reach them, but they retreated, the sheer number of goblins too high. However, the number of goblins decayed after the raid, so she succeeded in escaping the following day. She reached the nearest village, and from there, she trained and trained, going then to the capital and becoming the holy paladin of legends, a gold adventurer, defeater of the Demon Lord. While Sword Maiden's body was strong, her mind was scarred, during the nights she remembered the goblins raping her for weeks. On the other hand, she also tried to forget the days passed with the Goblin Lord, ashamed of having felt so much pleasure with the monster. The memories ended as she felt the enormous creature lean toward her, gaining the upper ground in the bed. The lustful memory of the goblin, mixed with the pheromones made Sword Maiden initiate this time the dance of tongues. She was now uninhibited and unashamed of the thing she was doing, a radical change with how she felt just ten minutes ago. The Goblin Lord, for his part, continued exploring with his big hands the body of the blonde woman. When he had her, so many years ago, the blonde was young, barely entering adulthood. She was then, an incredible beauty, with a nubile body that showed promise. He had enjoyed it to the fullest. But now, oh, now, she was really mouth-watering. She was dressed in pure white clothes, that couldn't try to conceal her splendorous curves. Her chest was simply huge, hard nipples constrained against the fabric, begging to be released. The lateral parts of her hips could be seen, which lead to wide hips crowned by a thick rear which could only exist in the wildest imagination. Sword Maiden's body was, simply put perfection, the white lines of scars didn't diminished her beauty any bit. So, the goblin's hand wandered between kisses, calmly getting the beauty out of her clothes. When the pair of bare breast met his sight, he licked his lips in anticipation before attacking the twin mountains of flesh. "Mmmmhhhhh!". Sword Maiden let out a moan as the rough tongue licked her breasts, transforming into a squeal as the goblin sucked from her the tip. Her nipples were so sensitive, so hard that they even hurt, only to be soothed by the eager sucking. She grabbed the goblin by the head, pressing him tightly against her. The high goblin passed to the next attraction, her plain navel, giving plenty of licks and slurps before reaching her parted legs. Oh, for the Darkness, the goblin thought. She had long lean legs with fleshy pale thighs, which led to a shaven reddened mound. The Lord didn't remembered having seen better curves than Sword Maiden's ones. He worked his tongue and hands into the arousing thighs before going to her womanly cavern. He found it already leaking her wetness, a wetness that he wanted to taste again. "Oooohhhh! Ummmmm!", as he darted his tongue into her cunt, the Sword Maiden breathed out lengthy moans. She recalled him being good with his tongue ten years ago, but currently, he was a god with it. The rough flesh explored her insides, and when it went out he also stimulated her clit. Again and again, he licked her sweet spot, Sword Maiden spiralling into her pleasure further. She was near her release when the Goblin Lord deemed her ready enough for the next step. He stood up in the mattress and worked his garbs to free his cock. Sword Maiden's eyes, behind the fabric, bulged as they conveyed the form of the cock. It was even bigger than she remembered, near fifteen inches of green, thick flesh, an absolute colossus. She jumped from her still position to put the crown of the rod in her mouth. Goblin's cock, as their mouths, released pheromones to heat up the females. The blonde woman breathed in the musky scent of the meat rod and slurped, licking it wildly. "Wuuuuuurrrgggg", the goblin grunted as he felt the wet mouth cavern embrace on his cock. "You are so much better at cocksucking, Maiden of the Sword". Spurred by his words, Sword Maiden put the cock into her throat, gagging at the sheer size of it. A bulge could be seen in the front part of her neck, and if she went any further she would end suffocated and loose conscience. The blonde worked her throat, with the goal of milking his cum and fill her belly with the substance. As much as he wanted to release in her throat, the Lord wanted to cum first after so many years inside her cunt, so he voiced it. "That's enough". He withdraw his meat from her mouth, only for Sword Maiden to lap into the cock again, mind clouded with the pheromones in want. The Goblin Lord sighed, it seemed her mind was already broken. He grabbed her by the hair and retired again, this time slapping her face with his cock as if to awoken her from her trance. It seemed to work, as Sword Maiden went still. He hovered over her form again, and with his right hand picked his staff, positioning the huge rod at her entrance. He rubbed the length along the mound as if it was a brush, making the blonde beauty mewl and lean back in the bed, opening her legs for him. Having such a beauty so eager for him, her huge breasts heaving and split wide open, made the goblin smirk in triumph. He stuffed his cock into the cunt in one swift thrust, bumping into the entrance of her womb. "AAAAHHHHH!", Sword Maiden was unprepared for the huge cock, the thing so much bigger than the Lord's tongue, it spread her cunt apart as it entered, making her moan loudly and her eyes rolling behind the cloth, on the verge of an orgasm from one simple thrust. The Goblin Lord gathered his strength, and grabbing the Sword Maiden by her wide hips he started to pound her in a good rhythm. The channel felt so warm and tight, as if it had never been used before, the way it squeezed his cock in a vicious grip made the goblin's blood boil with lust. "Oh, for the Earth Mother! I'm cumming!", the blonde screamed as she reached her first orgasm within thirty seconds of sex. The release hit her hard, a tremendous thunder that started in her pussy and traveled through her spine, leaving without air her lungs, numbing her senses. Unfazed by the climax which had been shot through the woman below him, the goblin continued pounding against the cervix, stuffing as much of his cock as he could. Shallow thrusts that had her whimpering as his thick green member pressed her delicate sex open to it's limits. The Lord loved the sight of the powerful Maiden of the Sword like this. Opened up just for him, her hips twitching with each thrust because it was all his body allowed her with his weight pressing down on her. He was mesmerized by the sight of his length gliding inside her even if he couldn't sheath his entire length in her. Not to mention the arousing sight of her large breasts bouncing wildly, begging for his attention. She was moaning as her nails scratched at his arm and he let his pace pick up a bit, growling when her expression shifted and her sex started to grip him tighter again. Her inner walls clutching him rhythmically, calling him to spill his seed inside her. But it was too soon for that to happen, the Lord was very proud of his immense stamina. "OH FUCK! YES! FUCK ME HARDER!", Sword Maiden released high-pitched screams of bliss, amazed at the amount of pleasure the huge cock that violated her insides was giving her. They made such a tight fit, she and him, almost as if the Sword Maiden has been born for this purpose, to have her legs open for him to feed his cock. It was the best sensation in the whole world, and she was not ashamed to vocalize it. "YOUR COCK IS SO HUGE! OHHHHH! YES! YES!", her screams of joy only made the goblin more eager. Her legs were shaking again and her eyes rolled back as her body gave in to him again, letting him feel the quickening pulse of her body in it's ecstatic throes. Sword Maiden was near her fourth orgasm when she felt the Goblin Lord grunt and his hands almost draw blood from how hard he was gripping the flesh of her hip. The creature lost any kind of rhythm he had, replacing it with short, hard thrusts against her cervix. "YES! BREED ME! CUM INSIDE ME! OHHH ♥!", she purred as she climaxed for the fourth time. Her pussy squeezed his length, finally succeeding in the goal of getting his seed. A dozen of semen blasts spurted from the huge cock, bathing her insides, the substance heat made Sword Maiden squeak lustfully. After a minute, the goblin ended cumming, but for her it felt as if it would never end, the sensation too great for her. She was recovering from her high when the goblin's hand picked her rear and flipped her positioning the blonde beauty in all fours. In this new stance the Lord had full access to the thick bottom. The Sword Maiden moaned in delight as his hard cock pressed against her ass globes, demanding entrance again in her pussy. "THAT IS, KEEP FUCKING ME! THERE, THERE!", her begs were cut as his thrusts teared more moans from her throat. The Goblin Lord kept fucking her senseless for hours, not stopping for even the shortest of moments to rest. He flipped Sword Maiden in every position that she could imagine, fucking her from behind, in fours, with a leg high in the air, with the woman straddling him, picking her in the air, at the limits of the bed... In short, Sword Maiden was submitted to an intense night of pure breeding, of animalistic mating between a male goblin and a human woman. She lost the count of how many orgasms the mighty cock had caused her, dozens of them if not more, and how many times he had bathed her womb with his cum. Things couldn't go on forever, as the Lord was finally reaching his limit. He had the Sword Maiden in a mating press, screaming wildly in rapture from the friction of his powerful cock, filling her pussy with meaty joy, tearing her flesh apart. "YES! YES! YES! YES! OOOHHHH YES ♥!", she purred. "SO GOOD ♥! MMHHHHHHHHHHH! FUCK!" "I LOVE YOUR HUGE, THICK COCK! GIVE ME MORE ♥!" "FOR THE EARTH MOTHER, BREED ME! PUT A CHILD IN ME ♥!" "WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD? SO BIG? OHHHH!" "AH! AH! AH ♥! I CAN'T FEEL MY LEGS! OOHH!" "'I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING AGAIN!" "INSIDE! CUM INSIDE ME! OHHH PLEASE! OHH ♥!" The goblin truly had broke Sword Maiden's mind, reducing her to a cheap whore who only wanted his huge cock in her, again and again. He, spurred by her filthy mouth and screams, impaled one last time his cock, opening her cervix and entering her womb, and fired the biggest load yet directly into her uterus. If she wasn't pregnant already from the many hours of fucking, now she was for sure, the sperm filled completely her insides, making her belly bulge as if she was three months into pregnancy. Sword Maiden passed out the moment the goblin leader pulled out from her, a wide stream of thick, white cum that overflowed her pussy gaping through her hole. Even though he was exhausted, the Lord stood up and went to meet his underlings to know if the operation had gone as he had planned. After the reports from his commanders, he knew it was a total success: he had taken control of the temple and it's members, without letting anyone escape or inform of the events transfixed inside the holy place. He ordered his nest to retire and disappear as if nothing had occurred. The Goblin Lord had broken the Sword Maiden and he was sure he would have free reigns to enter the temple whenever he wanted -albeit with stealth not to be discovered by the common people- to have her every day, from now on. She was really the perfect woman to breed his offspring, strong and capable. And she will be very occupied in the close future popping child after child from him. With a wide smirk, the Lord went back to the holy woman chamber's. He would give her some rest, but oh, when morning came, he really needed to screw her senseless, as his lust was always high, and he had finally found his match in the blonde beauty. A few hours later, that next morning: "YESHH! YESHHH ♥! MORE, USE ME MORE! FILL MY WOMB ♥!", the loudest of screams filled the room of a fucked silly Sword Maiden. She had woke up in her bed, confused and so tired. The ache in her cunt and the sticky white cum in the sheets made her remember the many climaxes, and grin blissfully. When her goblin master came back to her, she spread her legs inviting him to fuck again. And fucking her he was. "AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH ♥!"

Chapter 6 - Grandpa/Grandaughter Fun

Hopes new choker Mikael’s Pov  As he looked at hope he could still remember everything that got him to this point the bastard killing him in mystic falls, being on the other side watching as he brought hope into the world, the other Side collapsing and being brought back to life by the witch Davina if he had known hope was alive then he would of kidnapped her then but he didn’t and then he was killed again by his bastard son and sent to hell.  But instead of being tortured there he had been given a position of power and the the offer for revenge.  He remembered accepting satans deal and through the satanic warlock brought back TO life along with two others only now they were a different breed of vampire one fashioned in satans image.  He had to say having seen the look on the bastards face as they kidnapped his daughter was delicious which brought him back to this moment now and he had to say hope had grown up to be one hot fuckable slut as his eyes raked over her form many ideas ran through his head on how he would make her submit to him and finally when the bastard finally tracked them down to rescue his precious princess he will walk in to find her pregnant with his child bent over and getting fucked by him.  He walked over to hope and asked if she was hungry she was about to say no until her stomach rumbled which caused her to blush in shame he smirked at her and walked over a cupboard in his room were he had a stash of human food just in case.  He presented her with some cans which she took hesitantly and started to eat after she was done he got rid of the rubbish as he sat back down on the sofa with her he started to touch her she did not seem to like that so she started to wiggle to the end of the sofa with him following her finally he had one hand around her waist trying to pull her onto his lap while he was running the other through her hair “ now now child you know it is inevitable you may as well submit” hope responded by saying “ no never” just then they heard footsteps coming down the hall and mikael new exactly who it was Cassius and so did hope she could obviously feel it through the mark he looked at and said “you can either stay here with me or I can throw you out into Cassius waiting arms this is the only safe space in the building Cassius and his brother would not dare enter my room so you can either kiss me or get out” hope looked between him and the door several times before making up her mind she learnt forward and kissed him right then and there and mikael swallowed her kiss with his own and at the same time he pulled her onto his lap and squeezed her arse with his hands causing her to moan in surprise which permitted him to stick his tongue down her throat.  As they continued to make out he ground his pant covered hardened cock into her thong covered mound he then pulled away from the kiss to kiss down her neck which cause hope to sub consciously bare her neck to him the first sign of submission hope was also sub consciously grinding herself on him  more moans were escaping her lips as he kissed all along to he reached her top covered titts he pulled the straps down on her top to uncover her tits she was not wearing a bra which was easer for him.  Then while she watched him he took her right nipple into his mouth sucking on it like a new born while he was doing that his left hand was pawing her left tit he took the nipple between his fingers and pinched causing her to gasp.  His right hand wandered down to her skirt which had ridden up to her hips while she had been on his lap and then to her panty covered mound which he started rubbing through the silk material.  He then switched titts and was soon sucking on the left his hand that was rubbing her mound had pushed her pantys  to a side and now he was fingering her and he could feel how wet she had become.  Suddenly hope grabbed his head with both hands and pushed him deeper into her chest as she started moaning and riding his fingers and finally hope came for the first time with mikael.  He was pleased that she had come so fast now to move on with next stage of their activities While hope was regaining  her bearings mikael lowered her down so that she was on her knees he then unfastened his belt and pulled is hard pulsing cock out of his pants and then sat down hope finally looked up to see what was happening and when she saw his cock her eyes widened and her mouth slightly opened he looked down at with a smirk and said “ impressive is it not don’t worry my little slut you two will soon be well aquatinted with each other now suck me” hope shot him a glare for the slut comment but soon took his cock in her small hands and started to wank him off.  Mikael grunted at the feeling of her hands on his cock but was not pleased that she had not done what he said “ I said suck girl!!!” This caused hope to jump slightly and she started kiss and lick the tip to base of his cock like a lolly pop.  She even sucked his balls which caused him to groan and then she started to actually take it into her mouth just the tip at first but she eventually started taking more and more into her mouth when she got half way mikael could not help himself watching his granddaughter suck his cock was so hot that he couldn’t take it any more and finally grabbed the back of her head and forced her to take it all until his cock was sitting at the back of her throat what surprised him is that she did not gag she just made a surprised moan at his actions but as he looked down at her she was staring directly at him as he started to throat fuck her slowly at first but soon picking up the pace never loosing eye contact and with that he came filling her mouth with his seed and he made sure she swallowed every drop.  After pulling his cock out of her mouth he told her to strip which she did he then went over to a cabinet in his room and pulled out a jewellery box and presented it to hope she took it with tentative hands and opened it inside was a slim choker with the word slut on it he took  it from her and  fastened it around her neck it would not cover up the marks and it really  suited her.  After that he himself disrobed and then confidently walk up to her picked her up by her arse cheeks which caused her to let out a surprised squeak and wrap her long legs around his waist he was soon reclaiming her lips which she quickly returned as he walked them both over to his bed he then laid her down on her back and propped her legs so that they were on his shoulders and entered her sweet pussy with his pre cum  leaking hardened cock as he enters her hope lets out breathy moans between there ravenous spit swapping kissing her walls clamp down on him like they are welcoming him and soon he is thrusting in and out of her tight cunt hopes moans and the slapping of there skin is music to mikael’s ears.  He relinquishes her lips to kiss down her throat to her breasts takings turns in sucking and pinch inching each one causing hope to scream and moan in tandem he decides to change the positions soon hope finds herself on top of mikael which he can see confuses her he looks at her with a lecherous smirk and says “I’m tired of doing all the work my slut its your turn now fuck me, ride my cock girl I want to see your tits bounce as you fuck your future husband and father to you your future child” this shocks hope because she had been raped before but never like this she decided to reluctantly  comply and soon she was riding him and moaning like a whore her tits were swinging and bouncing in mikael’s face and  every so often he would grab them and play with them then he noticed that she was close to having a orgasm and he knew what he wanted he wanted to hear the girl scream is name as she orgasmed on is cock he wanted the daughter of his bastard son to moan his his name in the throes of passion so with difficulty  he grabbed her by her hips to slow her down she look down at him in confusion hope moaned out “ mmm why did you stop me “ and he responded by saying “ if you want to continue girl theres something you must do”  “and what’s  that she said”   so he responded by saying  “call my name girl, tell me who owns you, who does this body belong to” hope looked conflicted at this and he responded by thrusting up into her which caused her to moan in response this pushed her over the edge which relinquished all inhibitions she had and she was soon screaming his name “ Mikael mmm mikael you own me I belong to you fuck me please paint my walls with your seed fuck me !!!!!! With that Mikel released hopes hips which let her start bouncing on his cock at her previous speed and he even started to meet her thrust for thrust the wet slapping of his ball sack slapping against her arse and cunt was music to his ears  and soon with one final moan of “Mikael!!!” From her heavenly lips  she came on his cock her walls clamped down on his cock it was like her cunt was trying to milk him of his seed and with that feeling over whelming him he shot his load into her.  Looking at her face as he continued to come in her she was obviously on cloud nine after a few minutes of this she slid off of him and laid on the bed panting he looked at her and he knew this was the perfect time to mark her and if he did things just right with hope Cassius’s mark would become a second mark more like a familiar mark in simple terms Cassius would be nothing more than a fuck buddy for hope while he Mikel would hold her true allegiance with that in mind he got up and climb on top of hope as that was happening hope opened her eyes which she had previously closed and stared at Mikel as he lowered his head and reclaimed her lips in a passionate kiss which she returned which soon had him kissing her neck and with that he partially transformed his tongue into the leech and let it attach itself to her neck causing hope to moan out his name in lust “mmm Mikael” she than wrapped her legs around his waist and guided by her own hand no less his cock back inside her inviting dripping cunt. 

Chapter 3 - the beast is awake

this is a pic of the new breeds mouth just picture Skyrim bat face but with this mouth and tongue  HOPES POV The entire room was covered in mirrors with one purpose in mind so that Cassius and hope could watch what was about to happen.  Finally hope could feel her head clearing from the effects of the narcotic her tri blood must be able to work it out faster she presumed but before she could do anything it was already too late.  Cassius had returned to take his position before his transformation with such speed she thought they maybe faster than an original.  Hope got her first good look at Cassius new form and it terrified her not because of the claws and skin but because of his cock when he was in human form It was not very impressive average really but now it had doubled in size and it was as black as the rest of him.  Cassius saw where Hope was looking and laughed even his voice had changed it was more deeper more demonic like the man had disappeared and the demon was the the only one home.  Cassius grabbed hope super fast before she could even react he had exposed her neck and then he showed her his true mouth as his mouth seemed to fall away until it was in two parts and his tongue was like a leech this caused hope to start screaming as his mouth descended down onto her neck until his mouth clamped down onto her neck and the leech tongue bit into her neck which caused her screams to turn into moans.  As the the leech marked her and fed on her it also pumped some narcotic venom into her system which made it very pleasurable to Hope so much so that she found herself grabbing his head not to push him away put to bring their bodies closer.  Cassius wrapped his arms and wings around Hope as he gorged himself on her Hope found herself in a black cocoon of bliss all she did was stand there moaning until her legs gave out.  Then Cassius stoped and freed his Tonge from her neck and dislodged his mouth on Hopes neck there was no sign that his mouth had been there because her tri blood had healed the wounds except were his Tonge was there was now a mark of a star fully healed but you could make out the mark witch pleased Cassius.  Hope then felt herself being picked up her legs being parted and wrapped around Cassius waist as his mouth claimed hers again in his devouring kiss but this time he held back the narcotic venom she could tell from the taste of his mouth.  All she could taste was her own blood and what surprised her the most was that she was soon kissing him back with the same hunger it shocked hope that it felt like she had control of her body yet she didn’t as well she felt him pull her night gown over her head so now she was fully naked.  She watched as Cassius lade her down on her back on the bed and admired her in her naked glory causing Hope to preen and spread her legs sexually inviting him in to fuck her and breed her she watched as he climbed onto the bed and covered her body with his as he touched her sopping pussy as he aligned his big black cock with her pussy and thrusted in and even though hope was a virgin something that pleased Cassius immensely there was no pain thanks to the pre cum that was already dripping from Cassius cock witch acted as a anaesthetic and pheromone which soon had hope moaning.  She watched as Cassius withdrew from her up to the the tip and then thrust back in soon setting the pace which Hopes body soon welcomed by meeting him thrust for thrust which pleased Cassius by the sign of him stopping kissing her mark and returning to her lips.  Hopes body soon wrapped her legs around Cassius and was soon fully participating by running her nails over Cassius back unfortunately her nails were not sharp enough to damage him but she enjoyed the smoothness of his skin “wait were did that thought come from” she watched as her lips kissed every inch of his neck and chest and when he presented his tail to her she took that into her mouth like she was sucking his cock.

Chapter 7 - An interesting Proposal

Hopes pov After a vigorous second round of mind blowing sex with mikael they both went to his bathroom were they both washed each others bodies after getting dry and changed back into her clothes she sat back on the sofa while mikael made a drink for them both. He then came over passed her a glass of amber liquid and sat down next to her he looked at her as they both enjoyed there drinks and finally started talking “ girl I have a proposition for you and I suggest you fully consider it before turning me down” she looked at him with a frown and “ ok lets hear it then” so he did “ pledge yourself to me, stay close to me at all times sleep in my bed sit on my lap whenever the opportunity  presents itself give your self fully to me and I will protect you from cassius and his brother who will given the opportunity have you tied to there beds for the rest of your days” she could not believe what she was hearing and responded “ are you saying if I do all this I wont have to have sex with them” mikael shook his head in the negative “ sadly that I cant stop but I can control when and were and for how long they keep you but who knows maybe some where down the line an opportunity may present itself were we can get rid of cassius and his brother I’m sure the warlock will not mind as long as we give him what he wants” she contemplated this in her mind for a while on one hand she could accept his deal and be very protected mikael had already proven to be much better than Cassius.  The way Cassius had drugged her in his demonic form so that she would have feeling for him freaked her out and she was sure his brother would be no better mikael though gave her choices and aloud her to be herself which very much surprised her from all the stories she had heard from her family she expected mikael to be the devil himself so finally after much thought she turned back to mikael stared him straight in the eyes and said “ I accept your offer” this caused a pleased smile to grace mikael’s face.  He then looked down at his lap and back at her and patted it she knew what she had to do so she got up from her seat and then sat back down on his lap with him wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her in closer she then felt him as he whispered into her ear as he whispered “ now then I  believe I’m a little peckish” and without her knowing mikael transformed his mouth to his demon mouth and tongue and attached himself to her neck to feed causing her to start moaning in pleasure she grabbed the back of his head with one of her hands pulling him closer to her neck she also spread her legs for him when she felt his hands under her skirt and soon he was fingering her while she continued to moan and grind her arse into his crotch. Third person pov What Hope did not know was that all the vampire rooms were bugged and the person watching theres cameras and listening was the satanic warlock himself he was known as Cain and he was old very old older than the originals themselves and he had heard everything mikael had said to hope and he had no problem with it.  To him it was evolution the strongest survived and the weak died if mikael could kill Cassius and his brother or beat them into submission so be it as long as he got what he wanted he would not interfere although after mikael had her completely devoted to him he may negotiate to have a night with hope or better yet hope and her future daughter together.  He was sure he had something mikael maybe interested in anyways these cameras were not just here for him to spy on the vampires no he was also recording it so that he could send the recording to Klaus he wanted Klaus to find them he wanted them mad with rage after all if by chance Klaus could kill his creations it would not be with out consequence after all there are three originals and three of his new breed once one of his breed died the human soul would be dragged back to hell while the demon will jump ship into the person who killed them witch would then corrupt them into what mikael and the brothers are now they would see hope as nothing more than a fuck toy maybe he could make a deal with him but if Mikael and the brothers won it would mean his creations are superior and he would still get what he wanted in the end he wins.  Already he can see his new species creating a ruling class with mikael as king and Cassius and his brother as second and third although that is not surprising considering mikael is a viking and is much older he can see Cassius and his brother falling in line as long as they are kept happy.  He had been keeping an eye out for the original hybrid and his brothers as they searched up and down the states looking for them people maybe wondering how do you keep three hungry vampires active on one girls blood well thats the beauty of it you don’t hope maybe the first human they have captured but she’s not the first female down in the sub levels of the building they had quite the collection of female were wolfs and yes mikael and his brothers can impregnate them and already have but it would not give cain what he wanted a human female witch which is the only thing hope can give him.  Also as he looked at another monitor and saw his latest creation beginning to stir on the monitor there was a sterile room with a large muscular female laid out on the bed she had dark tanned skin and long black hair she was a recent creation of cain who had been experimenting on making his own hybrid and this is what had been achieved of course he’d tested her out she was completely loyal to him she had the ability to be impregnated or she could impregnate other living females herself which she seem to enjoy she already had her own pack of bitches but he had a feeling when she saw hope she would want her for herself.  He had an idea to make Ursula Hopes body guard he would propose the idea to mikael and obviously he would agree just to keep Cassius and his brother away and he would have no idea that behind his back Ursula would be taking advantage of hope yes that will spice things up with a sick grin on his face he continued to watch. (If anyone has any ideas for what happens to hope next leave a comment and ill take them into consideration

Chapter 2 - The Surprise

She approached the house he had told her to go to. She was Cassie, she was a short girl barely over five feet tall. She was in her mid twenties and had an ample chest and a firm round ass. She wore tight fitting jeans and a loose blouse. She was a brunette and her hair curled down neatly onto her shoulders. "Why on earth did he ask me to come here," she wondered to herself. She knocked on the door and saw him through the kitchen window, suddenly nothing else mattered, her lover was here and she couldn't wait to be in his arms. He waved and hurried to open the door. "Hi baby!" he exclaimed as the door opened, ushering her inside, locking the door behind him. She practically jumped on him, kissing him wildly as if nothing else mattered, their tongues darted in each others mouths and groans of passion came from both of them. Eventually the kiss broke. "Whose house is this?" she asked almost breathlessly. "Well, I may have let slip about us," he said gesturing to the two of them, "to a friend at work." Noticing Cassie's glare he added, "I'm sorry baby, I just needed somebody to talk to and it all came out, don't worry though, she won't tell anyone." "She?" Cassie asked, "should I be concerned?" "No, it's nothing like that we're just friends," he explained, "anyway, she said if I needed somewhere for us to be together, we could use her house." He took her by the hand and led her upstairs. "There was a couple of conditions though," he said cautiously. "Oh really?" Cassie said, trying to hold back her anger at the situation, "and what might they be?" "Well we can only come here during the day," he explained, "because of her kids." "Well I can only get out while Pete is at work, so that works," she said. He led her into the bedroom and started to unbutton her blouse, revealing her chest and curvy waist. They began to kiss again, blind passion sent them tumbling onto the bed and in between kissing and groping each other they were eventually both naked. Tom knelt down between Cassie's legs, his cock already hard and ready for her. But he couldn't resist the temptation to taste her first. He kissed her gently on the neck and then ran kisses down to her breasts where he briefly circled her nipples with his tongue. Cassie quivered with excitement. He then continued kissing tentatively down her body until his head was above her already visibly wet pussy. She was always neatly trimmed, leaving only a slight bush. "I've been waiting so long for this," she said, her voice shaking with excitement, "get your tongue inside me Thomas!" He happily did, sticking his tongue slowly inside, his tongue was long and quite slender and excited her as it slid in and out of her. He pulled is tongue out and began to rapidly toy with her clit. She grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face into her pussy. "OH MY LIFE!" she screamed, her back arched, he had barely started and already her juices were flooding into his mouth. The sheets beneath them were already soaked but her kept toying with her, occasionally pushing his tongue inside her and again and again while she squirted her cum into his mouth. "Mmmmm, that feels so good baby!" she exclaimed, letting go of his head, "I want you inside me." Tom looked up at her, she was smiling at him. "Actually there's something I wanted to try," Tom explained, reaching under the bed and pulling out two sets of handcuffs, "I thought we could try something a little different." "Oh my Thomas," Cassie giggled, without a second thought she spread her arms as wide as she could, "try and be gentle with me." Tom attached the handcuffs to her wrists and the other end to the bed, she now lay spread across the bed unable to move her arms. Her breasts bounced as she giggled with excitement. He began to toy with her pussy, pushing two of his fingers inside her and started to slide them in and out, again it didn't take long before her juices were flooding out of her. "PLEASE FUCK ME THOMAS!" Cassie begged. "Just one last thing Cassie," he said reaching under the bed again, this time he pulled out a blindfold, before Cassie could argue he slipped it over her head and covered her eyes. Slowly he pushed his cock inside her, her warm wet pussy surrounded his cock and he began to relentlessly pound his manhood inside her. She started to moan, desperately trying to grab hold of him only to be restrained by the handcuffs. "THAT! FEELS! AMAZING!" she screamed as she began to cum again, Tom slammed his cock inside and pushed it as deep as it would go, forcing her cum to spray out around his cock, he felt his legs dripping with her juices. He started again, this time slowly sliding his cock almost all the way out of her and then pushing it as deep as it would go. He glanced over his shoulder, Jess was standing in the doorway. She was wearing a tight strapped top, her nipples were hard and clearly visible through it. She wasn't wearing anything else and was frantically toying with herself as she watched her friend ramming his cock into the girl that lay on her bed. Tom winked at her as she walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. Cassie didn't seem to notice and Tom continued ramming his cock inside her. Cassie's body began to shake, her back arched and she grabbed hold of the bedposts to which she was cuffed, Tom had felt it coming, his cock was forced out of Cassie's dripping hole, followed by a jet of her juices. Her whole body seemed to vibrate for a few seconds, Jess gave Tom a thumbs up and showed him the sticky mess she had just silently made while watching them. "Can. I. Have. A. Minute?" Cassie asked breathlessly. "Yeah of course you can baby," replied Tom, he gestured to Jess, she quickly and quietly moved. She climbed onto the bed and got on all fours above Cassie, Tom quickly grabbed hold of Jess's waist and slipped his cock into her wet pussy, very quickly he began to pound his cock into her. "What are you doing?" Cassie asked confused. Jess's face was inches from Cassie's as she suppressed her moans. Tom tapped Jess on the side, she turned to him, barely able to keep a straight face as his dick slipped in and out of her cunt, now dripping onto Cassie's which lay beneath her. Tom nodded. "He's doing the other condition," she said pulling off Cassie's blindfold, "and it feel so FUCKING GOOD!" She started moaning loudly into Cassie's face and started to cum over Tom's cock. "What the flip?!" Cassie exclaimed, but before she could get another word out Jess thrust her tongue into her mouth, much to Jess's surprise Cassie kissed her back, darting her tongue around Jess's. Tom continued slamming his cock into Jess's cunt. Jess quickly withdrew from the kiss and looked underneath her at Cassie's exhausted body. Now she wanted to play with her. Without warning Jess pulled forward and pulled herself off Tom's cock, she reached under the bed and pulled out a dildo about the same size as his dick. She climbed back over Cassie, this time her head was above Cassie's pussy, and her pussy about Cassie's head. Cassie said nothing, she was too tired to question it any more. Tom knelt with a knee either side of Cassie's head and pushed his cock back inside Jess's tight wet cunt. "Let's just get this nice and wet for you," Jess giggled, then looked down, "not that you need it you dirty slut." With that she slipped the dildo into Cassie's cunt, Cassie moaned and watched as her lover's cock slammed into another woman's pussy just inches from her face, she couldn't look away, the sight of his shaft sliding in and out of her just made her more excited. "Then fuck me like one!" Cassie screamed. Jess starting sliding the dildo in and out of Cassie, "HARDER!" Cassie cried. Jess started to frantically slam her dildo into Cassie's hole. Both girls moaned as the dildo and Tom's cock slipped deep into them. Tom looked down to see Cassie's mouth wide open, he slipped his dick out of Jess's pussy and into Cassie's mouth almost choking her. "How's my pussy taste little slut?" Jess asked looking back to see where his dick had gone. Cassie made noises of approval as she slurped around Tom's cock. He slipped his cock out of Cassie's mouth and back into Jess's pussy, her juices dripping onto Cassie as he pushed it inside. Tom continued to pound his cock into Jess's pussy and slapped her ass as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her. Jess was frantically slamming the dildo in Cassie's dripping cunt. "Are you ready Jess?" Tom said, watching her round ass slapping off his crotch as her fucked her cunt. "FUCK YES!" she moaned. "OOHHHHH! FUUUCKKKK!" Cassie erupted, she came with such a force that the dildo flew out of Jess's hand, a jet of her cum shot out of her covering the sheets and spraying Jess. Jess then started to cum, her body started to quiver as her juices flooded around Tom's cock. Tom stuffed his shaft as deep as he could into Jess's pussy and came which forced his cock out. A mixture of Jess's juices and Tom's cum dripped down onto Cassie's face, she opened her mouth and tried to catch as much of the sticky mess as she could swallowing every last drop. Jess climbed off the bed, barely able to stand she fell back and lay down next to Cassie. Tom looked down to see Cassie's cum soaked face, she licked her lips and moaned with satisfaction, he then turned his attention to Jess, she was undoing Cassie's hand cuffs.Tom climbed from above Cassie and unshackled Cassie's other wrist. Cassie couldn't move for a moment, she was exhausted. After a few moments she sat up rubbing her wrists. "Mmmm that was different," she said innocently, "but what do we do now?" "Now," Jess replied, spreading her legs revealing her cum soaked pussy, "you get to clean up the mess your lover has made." Jess grabbed Cassie's arm and pulled her on top of her, Cassie's breasts pressed against Jess's slender body, she pushed the busty girl down until her head was above her pussy. "Get your tongue in there and lick me clean." Cassie pushed her tongue inside Jess, lapping up the cum that Tom had left in there. Tom watched in amazement as Cassie frantically tried to clean Jess's tight cunt. Jess began to moan and grabbed hold of Tom's arm, gripping hard as she started to cum. Tom felt himself getting aroused and quickly noticed Cassie's round ass was in the air, begging to be penetrated. Quickly Tom placed himself behind Cassie, her ass bounced up and down as she teased Jess's clit. Grabbing hold of her curvy waist, he slipped his cock into Cassie's dripping pussy. "OHHH! FUCK ME!" Cassie screamed, Jess quickly grabbed the back of Cassie's head and thrust it back down into her crotch. Cassie moaned as her tongue lapped up Jess's juices, Tom's cock was relentlessly pounding into her. Suddenly Jess pulled Cassie back up, her face dripping with Jess's juices. "Stop nibbling my cunt you little bitch!" Jess ordered and slapped Cassie's face. Tom felt Cassie's pussy tighten around his cock. "Now get back to cleaning my cunt!" "Yes Miss-" was all Cassie managed to get out before having her face slammed back into Jess's lap. Tom started to spank Cassie's ass as his cock slipped effortlessly in and out of her soaked pussy. He looked up and saw Jess biting her lip as she held Cassie's head down. Cassie's hands were flailing, desperately trying to find something to grab hold of, grabbing hold of one of Jess's legs and bedsheets in the other she started to cum. A waterfall of her juices sprayed into Tom's crotch again forcing his cock out. Jess was clutching Cassie's hair with one hand and had grabbed hold of the bedpost with the other. Tom quickly moved around the bed and knelt with his cock inches from Cassie's head and began to rapidly stroke his shaft. He watched as Jess started to cum and Cassie desperately tried to drink every last drop. Cassie looked up, her face was wet with Jess's juices and her face was red from where Jess had slapped her. Without warning Tom released his load onto her face, covering it with a thick white cream. She licked her lips and tried to get some of it in her mouth. Tom collapsed onto the bed next to Jess. "Why don't you go get cleaned up Cassie," he suggested, Cassie nodded and hurried to the bathroom, Tom turned to Jess, "well that all went according to plan." She smiled at him nodding. "Yes it did," she giggled, running her finger up her inner thigh, and finding some cum that had dripped from Cassie's face, she licked her finger clean, "mmmm, but we're just getting started."

Chapter 12 - Mother of demons

      LILITH                                                                                                          HOPE'S NEW LOOK                                    Location the lair Over the six months that hope had been captive to mikael and his friends if you could call them that hope had changed completely in that time gone was the innocent virgin girl now when you looked at hope instead of wearing normal clothes she could found wearing skin tight black suit which shifted into different forms of clothing depending on what she’s feeling sometimes its like a bikini as small as she wants other times it can cover her entire body even her head also it sometimes had a white M embalmed across her chest in white and sometimes the suit would not listen to her and would do what it wanted like it had a mind of its own.  You maybe wondering well were did hope get such a suit from and the answer to that question is the warlock after three months of staying in the lair the warlock wanted to try out a new experiment of his so while mikael was out on a mission he had the brothers and his daughter bring hope to his summoning room where conveyed with all manner of demons. He had hope placed on an alter and then had the brothers and his daughter stand around her as they all began chanting and who was he summoning why Lilith of Course the mother of the succubus “LILITH HEAR OUR CALL WE BESEECH YOU COME TO US MOTHER OF DEMONS MISTRESS OF LUST WE SUMMON YOU!!!!!!!!” With that a portal appeared in the archway and a woman stepped out she had bright orange hair like flames on a fire and her skin was as pale as snow and her eyes were green like poison and wiggling all over her body was a black tentacle oily like substance she let eyes wander over the room lazily until her eyes fell on hope a lustful smile appears on her face as she stared her then she looked at the other four in the room until coming to rest on the warlock “WHY HAVE YOU SUMMONED ME MORTAL”her lips did not move but they all hear the voice in there heads the brothers Cassius and Edward salvaging in lust just begging to jump the barrier and fuck this hot demon right here right now but when they hear the voice they flinch and stepped away ten steps Ursula appraised the demoness and though she admitted she desired her she would not so stupid as to cross the barrier because all her instincts were telling her this right here was a being a goddess really who would smite her in seconds so when she heard the voice she was not ashamed to admit that she did flinched as for the warlock he had dealt with demons many times over the years but he had never felt anything like this the power coming off of Lilith was mind boggling and when she spoke he can say for certain that he had never been more afraid in his attire life.  As for hope who was still lying on the altar she could say she had never seen anyone more beautiful than this being in front of her and she has known some very beautiful people in her life such as her mum’ aunt Bekah” aunt freya and aunt Davina all women of immense beauty but all paled in comparison to Lilith and when she spoke hope for some reason did not feel the spike of fear like the rest instead all she felt was arousal shoot through her.  The warlock looked at Lilith and said “oh Lilith mistress of hell we offer you this beautiful young woman for you to mate with if her form pleasing to you” Lilith look at the girl on the altar and she had to say she was very pleasing to the eye and she could sense the girls power as she looked around again the people gathered she read there minds and intentions for the girl and what she saw did not please her she had also read the girls mind and had seen what she had been through she saw her family she saw most them die except her father and uncles and thats when a epiphany came to her why help these lowly mortals with there plan when she could do something which would push this child into her domain because no matter what the warlock says that is what this girl is a child so she decided that yes she would mate with the girl but it would not be a normal mating experience no it was a special technique that she developed over the millennia’s so she looked at the warlock and said “I ACCEPT YOUR OFFER MORTAL NOW LEAVE US” and with that last word all four left the chamber leaving hope alone with Lilith.  She walked slowly over to the girl and was pleased as the girl never took her eyes off her and she could see the lust in the girls eyes smell it in the air and also taste it finally she reached her and climbed onto the altar so that hopes head was directly below lilith’s crotch as she lowered herself onto hopes face hopes face disappeared into lilith’s withering black mass of tentacles but soon she could feel the girl licking her heated pussy Lilith then lent down until she was eye level with the girl mound and then she let her forked tongue come out and started licking the young girl mmm she could still taste the girls innocence she of course knew that the warlock and his cronies had not broken her down and destroyed all her innocence yet as soon as she entered she knew that.  This way it would be more fun to convert the girl all this run through her mind as her Tonge continued to plunder the girls sopping cunt until Lilith and hope  orgasmed together.  When Lilith stood up she could see hopes face covered in a black inky substance hopes lips were black with it which pleased her so very much that she leant down and kissed her not something she normally did but something was special about this one.  The girl moaned into her mouth as she kissed Lilith back.  Lilith pulled her  up and soon sat down on the alter bringing the girl onto her lap her black withering tentacles ensnaring the girl bringing her in closer they played with the girls titts and cunt pumping in and out of her Lilith then grew a black phallius out of the black mass which she wearied hope saw this and with a lustful look on her face she detangled herself out of lilith’s grasp but the black substance did not come away it was stuck to her like black tar even as she kneeled in front of Lilith on her knees looking up at her she took the black cock into her mouth without hesitation all the while keeping eye contact until she was bobbing her head up and down and all Lilith did was smile and run her hands through hopes hair.  As she continued and started to deep throat the big black cock lilith’s tentacles started to act weird they withering like crazy shaking all over both hopes and lilith’s body’s and then hope felt something shoot from the black cock and hit the black cock  and it was so delicious that hope drank every drop filling her belly with lilith’s essence once that happened hope let her mouth flop open releasing the black cock witch did something impossible when it left her mouth it was still hard as a rock the look on hopes face caused Lilith to laugh merrily she smiled down at hope and said “rise child and take your place on my cock” as hope rose up and straddled lilith’s lap she could not look away as Lilith guided her cock to hopes tight little snatch she then had hope lower herself onto her and as hope sank deeply onto lilith’s cock something happened to Lilith she had a vision and in this vision she saw herself on a throne of skulls wearing a ruby encrusted crown and on her Lap was the girl hope wearing the same clothes Lilith wears now only in different design instead of a withering mass with no shape witch covered her hope was wearing it in the form of a black brassier with a ruby encrusted collar her cunt was covered barely with a slip of black material she was also wearing black heeled boots and silver bracelets to the right of her throne stood a man in crimson and black withering outfit who had the same eyes as hope which she knew this man is Klaus Mikaelson she watched as he got on his knees as he approached them she saw herself whisper something in hopes ear who seemed to nod eagerly and spread her legs for her waiting father who as soon as he saw hope do this dived head first between hopes legs.   To the left of Klaus were he had previously been his brothers were also there  who where also very  happy holding onto two women who bore a striking resemblance to Hayley Marshall and Davina Sinclair but different and then she understood some how she had combined the souls of Hayley and Davina with a pair of her daughters witched caused this merge she also noticed freya Mikaelson and Rebeca Mikaelson who were both like Hayley and Davina they were freya seemed to be eyeing Klaus lusterly while Rebecca seemed to be sending both her and hope lustful gestures.  She then looked out onto the throne room that they were in and smiled at the site while many of her subjects were bowing she could see many humans werewolf's and vampires all bowing to her and hope she could also see the guards were demons from hell some her daughters some were not.  She saw the warlocks daughter as captain of her guard who seemed to only have eyes for Hope and the rest of them like the warlock and his two subordinates being tortured.  This vision pleased her greatly and it just confirmed to her that what she was about to do to hope was the right course so with that thought in mind the vision ended only for her to be rewarded with the sight of hope riding her like her life depended on it bouncing and jiggling her titts bounced in her face begging Lilith to play with them witch she did after half an hour of hope riding her Lilith finally shot her essence into hopes womb  as hope panted Lilith looked at her she was beautiful like looking in a mirror her sweaty skin panting in her ear and lust filled eyes burned lilith’s passions so much.  All she wanted do was sit like this for all eternity with hope on her lap like this but she knew that could not happen yet and if she did not hurry she would miss the dead line to begin the process so with a great deal of strength she forced hope to her knees her black cock had disappeared not back into her but into hope which is the plan as hope looked at her from down there she spread her legs and said “NOW CHILD YOU AND I SHALL BECOME ONE IN AN ALL NEW DIFFERENT WAY YOU SHALL BE REBORN FROM ME AS MY DAUGHTER’ hope looked and asked “if I do this what will happen to me” Lilith responded “AS I SAID YOU WILL BE REBORN AS MY DAUGHTER WITH THE POWER TO FIGHT YOUR OPPRESSORS IF YOU DO THIS I CAN PROMISE YOU THAT YOU WILL SEE YOUR FAMILY AGAIN AND NOT JUST THAT OUR COMBINED POWER CAN ALSO BRING YOUR DEAD RELATIVES BACK TO LIFE AS WELL DO YOU NOT WANT TO SEE YOUR FIRST MOTHER AGAIN YOUR AUNTS IT IS ALL POSSIBLE I HAVE SEE IT CHILD NOW CHOOSE” after hearing about her family hope dove right in but it was not like before instead of licking lilith’s slit her head disappeared into a hole.  Lilith who smirked when she saw hope dive in said “EXCELlENT NOW REJOIN ME MAKE ME WHOLE” and just like that hope felt herself getting sucked up lilith’s cunt of course her head was already in but soon her shoulders disappeared then it was up to her arms then her waist then all that was stuck out was hopes arse wiggling around but soon that got sucked up then her legs and finally her feet which shot in with a rush and afterwards her cunt resized it self until it was as tight as before.  She could feel hope in her womb already she would be in a black withering egg which would be full of  lilith’s fluids hope would be absorbing all this into her self all this was possible thanks to her tentacle cock witch had slithered up hopes cunt after coming and thanks to that she could control any part of her body which one was still in hope her body simply saw hope as a part of her and would the deduce that she was a new offspring.  Inside Lilith you could find hope when she had first slid into lilith’s cunt it had been a slick ride with all of lilith’s juices flowing and when she reached her womb she land on a pile of black substance the same stuff witched clothed Lilith which soon encircled hope forming a oval shape over hope then she saw her space begin to fill with fluid at first she panicked thinking she was going to drown but as soon as it overtook her head she found out that she could still breath without difficulty and then then she felt tired and started drifting of to sleep. 

Chapter 11 - Daddys Coming!!!

Six month Time skip Klaus pov It had been six months six god awful months since hope had been taken from them and in all that time he and his brothers had searched tirelessly searching for her hardly ever getting a wink of sleep they only hunted when they had to all of there energy had been put into finding hope and when they found the sons of bitches who took her he would make wish they were never born he would make them beg for death when he had hope back he would use her kidnappers screams as a sort of music he would bathe in there blood this he swore on Hayley’s grave that he would save his daughter whatever it takes.  It only got worse when they would track the bastards to abandoned buildings but the only thing there would be is recordings of Hope being defiled being brainwashed and the taunts to come find them well lets just say these people were not going to have a slow painless death.  The only good thing to come out of this is he had cleansed his body of his mothers curse completely he now had the power to make hybrids at will which he did when he came upon a pack of male werewolf's who told him and his brothers that all there females had been kidnapped as well and they had agreed to join forces so Klaus turned them though they were all responsible for getting there own blood which was sparse but they had all agreed not to kill  the prey  they came across to see if they could restore  the population. He was on his own Elijah and Kol all had there own leads that they were tracking down he himself had come to the place that used to be New York city now just an abounded city were the wild had taken over he was just about to enter another building to check it out when he saw it and he froze you see one of the reasons that he did not get much sleep these day is because when he does he dreams of hope getting taken over and over again and the video recording of hope being taken advantage off so when he sees the face of one of hopes kidnappers skulking about in the night he instantly stalks after him as he’s getting closer he seems to sense him because he looks straight at me and I can see it in his eyes and on his face he knows like I know death itself is coming for him the bastard transforms before my eyes and try’s to run but I’m not about to let this scum get away from me so over powered by rage I sprint straight into him taking him down and before the other vampire knows what happened I’ve knocked him out.  I then drag him back to my base of operations while I’ve been in the city were I used one of Rebecca’s torture techniques she used on Damon Salvatore and I use bear traps to strung him up by the ceiling I admire my work a trap on each limb then I go to the stove were I had been boiling a pan of water because this thing was obviously some sort of different breed of vampire I was not sure if vervain would hurt it so I had to improvise plus I did not have any vervain anyway rare plant and all.  I was not even sure that my hybrid bite would effect it either but he knew one way to kill all things of course take off the head so with that in mind he took the pan and threw the water all over the bastard which had it screaming out in agony “ahh awake at last are we “ it responded be saying “fuck you man I ain’t saying nothing” I responded by saying “listen very closely I will only give you one chance here to die a quick and painless death so ill ask only once WERE IS MY DAUGHTER!!!!!!!” He responded with a smirk “like I said I ain’t telling you anything she’s ours now and very soon she will be pregnant with our first child” when he said that my eyes turned amber and when he saw my eyes he continued in a much more pitiful voice “ list…listen m..mate if y..you k…ki..kill me my b..brother will destroy you” I responded with “i look forward to meeting him” and with that I took out a knife and started carving away at his flesh like he was a turkey on thanks giving laughing as he screamed and begged me for his life. This went on all night and into the early morning until he finally told me were they were keeping her he knew everything about this bastard I knew his name is Edward I know he has a older brother named Cassius I know what there little scheme was all about and I know that my bastard father the one he had been running from most of my life was back and was apart of it I know the building’s infrastructure the layout of the building he knew the reason they couldn’t find it is because it was underground and the only way to find it is if you have been there before but thanks to my hybrid power’s and the pain I had infected upon Edward I managed to slip into his mind and see the entrance.  Now all I had to do is decide the fate of this bastard and with some thought I decided that I wanted to get to hope as fast as possible so with that last thought I swung my right hand at Edwards head and tore his head straight off his shoulders with a smirk on my face as blood spurted from his headless body.  I then looked out onto the New York skyline and said “don’t worry hope  daddy’s coming for you”. Third person pov If klaus had known what killing Edward had unleashed upon him he may not have done what he did but then again this is Klaus Mikaelson and no price was to high to save his daughter but if he had been looking into a mirror he would of seen his eyes the sclera  turned black while the iris turned amber.       

Chapter 16 - Inside the Hive

As klaus and hope showed Elijah and kol and the hybrid brothers were they would be staying they all conversed with each other catching up with each other kol explained that while on his travels to find hope he had come across covens of witches and warlocks and nomad vampires while Elijah had come across packs of werewolf’s the hybrid brothers who’s names were daryl, Derek and dale had also had there adventures coming across the same groups as the originals. First klaus showed the brothers were there missing pack mates were and were they would be staying with they were thankful and soon reunited with the females and entered there rooms although dale did give hope one last lustful look and made a sort of invitation for her to join which she silently declined and thankfully Klaus did not see to busy catching up with his brothers. Next kol was shown to the warlocks room and Klaus informed him on what he had already read about other breeds of vampires about this extinction event not being the first so kol was put to work figuring all of this out and was left there Klaus then took Elijah to the room he would be staying in and Klaus explained about the feral vampires and wolfs that surrounded them and of course Elijah brought up the point of starting talks and while Klaus knew his brother the peace maker he had a feeling there would be no talking with the savages. So as hope and Klaus left Elijah to acquaint himself in his room hope and Klaus walked off to attend to their own insurance policy incase things went bad. The next weeks were a whirlwind of activity with kol spending all his time researching eating and sleeping he had found out quite a lot he had found out about in one cycle vampires and werewolf’s were in a real war not the animosity of today no a real bloody war going on for thousand of years he read that instead of magic that it was science that created the vampire and wolf races in that cycle. He also learn a bit but not a lot of what he thought might be the first cycle how a spirit had invaded a dining woman’s body which then created the first vampire because this spirit had a fascination with blood which is why this vampire was forced to drink blood he read how she fed her companion her blood which is how she turned her first vampire unfortunately there was not much information on the first cycle so he had to skim through other cycles which were just as broken up as the first it seemed the more you went back the less information there was the most constructed cycle came from what kol and Klaus were calling the blood wars. Kol had relayed all this information to Klaus who was pleased with his work kol had also found buried in the warlocks office a ritual that could bring back the dead but it seemed to have some peculiar rules and requirements such as you needed to have a deep bond with the deceased the stronger the bond the better the chance that you can pull the souls out of the after life and the ingredients would be hard to come by they would need the hybrids blood obviously Klaus so thats easy another thing is feral seed which kol had no idea what that meant another was Corvinus blood which he's sure he's read about and the last is apparently something called the firsts blood this would be his new mission away to bring everyone that they have lost and bring them all back. While kol was doing this Elijah had spent most of his time out of the base he had tracked both feral groups to there respective hives/dens talking with the selective spoke persons/alphas was another story although he had to say speaking to the vamps was a lot easier and a lot less hassle with the wolfs there was a lot of chest pounding nonsense and he had to say they were both fascinating savage and barbaric but still fascinating if Niklaus was right these were the new vamps and wolves on the block he decided that they would treat with the vamps first considering of what they all shared and he had to say he thought the talks were actually helping they were very inquisitive about Elijah’s family and the past.  The speaker also invited Klaus Elijah kol and Hope to have a meet and greet if you will the speaker had said that there would be blood and entertainment now if you’ve never seen these creatures before your lucky because they are bloody ugly and if there was a female to this species of vampire it would be hard to tell it apart from its male counterpart because what they looked like was horrendous they looked like human sized pale goblins with pointed ears balled heads disgusting yellow cracked teeth and they didn’t were a shred of clothing so you could see its hanging appendage which was also deformed in a hellish way.  So with the invitation in mind Elijah returned to Klaus to let him know and see if he would accept Elijah found Klaus in the dining room and seemed to be having a meeting with some of his scouts as Klaus saw Elijah he dismissed the scouts and said “please leaves us we will continue with this shortly” as the scouts packed up and exited the room Elijah took his place at the table “ Niklaus I bring news the Neo vampires wish to invite our family into there hive for a meet and greet it looks like they may want to make a alliance with us” Klaus looked at Elijah like he was crazy “brother you  seriously think that we can trust these savages to enter the belly of the beast as they say” Elijah looked at Klaus in mock disappointment “no Niklaus I don’t expect you to trust them in fact if I had any money right now I would bet that you had a plan in place and plan behind that plan and so on if our talks were to ever fail” Klaus smirked at Elijah and said “ahhh Elijah you know me so well” he sighed “ very well we will accept there invitation when do we have to be there” Elijah responded by saying “tonight brother” Klaus looked annoyed at this and said “ very well you tell kol ill inform hope” and with that Elijah and Klaus left the room together both going separate ways. That night Klaus Elijah kol and hope were all ready none of the brothers had decided to wear anything fancy considering they were about to enter a system of caves the Neo vamps considered a hive they were all wearing plain t-shirts and jeans while hope was wearing leather leggings and a black see through buster top with a pair of black leather boots at the entrance of the cave they met the speaker who welcomed them all in his broken speech “ah you come me welcome you now you come see follow” and with that he descended into the cave on all fours.  The brothers looked at each other shrugging and soon following it was dark in the caves although there was a blue illuminating light coming from the fauna on the cave walls as they walked they could see that there was hundreds maybe thousands of tunnels down here and if they were not lucky they could get lost but the more deeper they went they had no knowing the surprises they would come across.  The first being females of the species who looked exactly like the males except they had sagging tits and ugly looking vaginas as they passed through the females gave the men leering looks which caused Klaus, Elijah and kol to grimace in disgust as they all went deeper they came upon the second surprise miniature versions of the Neo vamps scurrying about which meant that these creatures could breed.  Finally they entered into a giant cavern were in the centre there was a large pool of blood with a blood fall/waterfall replenishing the pool but no matter how much was poured into the pool it never overflowed.  There was quite the large crowd in the cavern and in all there were about twenty of the Neo vamps half of them male and half of them female there guide turned to them and said “ me welcome you to blood spring room this were we all get to know other yes” Klaus looked annoyed at the imbeciles lack of speech skills and let Elijah speak for them “ ah we are honoured that you trust us so that you would bring us here” he smiled and then looked over to the pool and said “ tell me my good friend is that real blood” the Neo vamp looked at the water confused for a second until understanding came to his face and with a smile it said with energetic nod of its head “yes yes yes that is food we all drink yes come drink drinking good” and with that they all followed it closer to the pool passing by others of its kind they watched as it dunked its head into the blood and drank then it looked at the brothers and hope and motioned for them to do the same. Now klaus did have his reservations about this but he did not want to undermine his brothers hard work so when he saw Elijah step forward and start drinking and of course kol had no reservations and jumped right in.  So with one last glance at hope both father and daughter kneeled down at the edge and took tentative sips from the pool and what they found out is that the blood was actually very delicious even hope who does not drink blood and had not been looking forward to drinking from the pool could agree that this blood was very tasty as they all continued to drink they didn’t realise that the Neo vamps had been moving in closer to them the females going to Klaus, Elijah and kol and rubbing there bodies upon them, caressing them and in some over confident fem neo vamps case fondling them while that was going on the males had gathered around hope running there hands over any bit of skin that they could touch, through her hair were there bloody hands blended into hopes hair and in some over confident male neo vamps case’s licking at her neck. This went on for awhile at one point the neo vamps were feeding the Mikaelsons themselves each brother would have a female sat in there lap while one would scoop up blood from the pool and feed it to them or one of the females would drink from the pool and then share it with a brother in the form of a kiss.  With hope the males were doing similar things with hope only difference is that they were a lot rougher with her even fighting each other for a chance to claim her lips.  After the Brood had gaged that the Mikaelsons were fully intoxicated and that is what they were they were blood drunk and none of them would remember anything of this encounter once it had worked itself out of there systems which could take awhile. You see you may remember that mikael had contacted these tribes before when he did he painted the Mikaelson’s as ruthless death bringers who would not hesitate to eradicate there whole species out of existence so they were surprised when one had reached out to them as the old ones call it talk.  This had greatly surprised them and they learnt many things of the past from this old one but they also knew that these old ones had a female in there Possession of immense beauty and the males and females of the Brood had come to an agreement with one and another that they would invite the Mikaelsons into the hive they would introduce them to the blood spring  were they knew the Mikaelson’s would become intoxicated but they were not going to the call the old one called Mikeal.  Why should they he had done nothing for them all he had done was point the female out to them if he wanted an alliance with the brood then he would have to offer the brood something like knowledge, females or blood cattle but that did not mean that they were going to fight these old ones now either after all the talking one had spoke of an alliance between the brood and the Mikaelsons.  They may offer them all the things that they desired and if they later  willingly traded over the special female to the brood then their alliance would flourish and thrive.  After all the old one mikael was just one while the brood and Mikaelson’s were many and of course the brood would be very generous with the trade of the female that they would give many of there own to the Mikaelson’s males for fighting and females for breeding if it pleased them it was this in mind as the speaker watched the females of each group grab a Mikaelson male and scurry off with them probably going to the female mating rooms he then watched the brood males pick up the Mikaelson female and scurry off with her off to the breeding caverns which then once they had all bred her thoroughly enough she would be dropped into the birthing chambers were they kept there other fertile females then once she had laid her eggs she would be deposited into a room with her family it smiled lustfully as it followed its brood brothers.  

Chapter 14 - Every King needs a Queen....

The lair In the lair everything was going smoothly Klaus had fully taken over and for saving them the servants were very much in his debt and they treated him as such anything he wanted and they gave it to him with a smile on there pretty faces which often times meant that you could find at least one servant in his bed a day.  He loved spending time with hope making up for lost time hope had even helped him with a problem he had because he couldn’t leave the lair to go look for Elijah and kol because that would entitle leaving hope behind which would not do with mikael still on the loose and he couldn’t take her with him not with these feral’s crawling all over the city so hope using her magic had projected a message to Elijah and kol telling them and showing them were they were.  Another thing is when he goes to sleep now he no longer dreams of hopes kidnap no he dreams of him himself doing things that no father should think about when thinking about there daughters but he couldn’t help it he had asked her to change her clothes but she had responded by saying that she couldn’t that they were apart of her now which confused Klaus and she didn’t elaborate.  But the more time he spent with her the more his restraints were chipped away and hope seemed to be encouraging him always brushing herself against him, sitting in his lap at dinners and grinding on him kissing him a little to close to his lips and every once in a while she would try to sneak into his bed. As for hope life had improved a great deal since her father took over she could go anywhere and do anything she wanted now she had of course informed Lilith and she had been very happy now all she had to do was get her king to fuck her and things would be perfect she had been trying for weeks but each time she was pushed back but she could see he was close to breaking and tonight he would she had to get this done before uncle Elijah and kol got here if she didn’t she may miss her chance entirely and Lilith’s vision will not come true and then her family will never be whole.  Of course Ursula was still flirting with her and when she could she would pull hope into a empty room and then they would make out for hours she was always trying to tempt hope back down into the den which she had refused not because she did not want to but because she was trying to seduce her father same thing with Cassius he had become very sneaky since father had taken over he would touch her at the dinner table without her father detecting him he pulled her into dark corners and dominate her mouth and when she went to bed she would lock her door and slip into the bed then five seconds later she would feel something behind her she would turn around and it would be Cassius smirking at her in her bed with her and then he would fuck her all through the night and when she woke up in the morning he would be gone like he was never here and if it was not for his drying seed on her thighs she would Believe she dreamt it all up. As night approached she looked at into her vanity mirror and smirked when she saw her dark red painted lips and her eyes were black from the massacre she looked at her queenly outfit and felt it vibrate on her form giving her courage to do this.  She got up and exited her room as she made her way through the building to her fathers room all the people she came across would give her looks of lust from servants to guards finally she was at her fathers door and knocked she waited for her father to say come in witch he did and when he saw her his eyes lit up with lust she could see it and taste it in the air she saw on the bed someone she was not expecting a strong looking muscular woman with rippling wash board abs on full display were klaus’s silk sheet didn’t cover of course this is Ursula and it looked like father had been fucking her well that would make this more easier than she expected she sauntered up to her father swaying hers hips side to side she could feel both occupants eyes on her Klaus on her hips Ursula on her arse she ran a finger down his bare chest and said “i think its time father we stop playing these childish games and finally allow ourselves the things we want the most”klaus looked at hope shocked and really really aroused his cock was as hard as steel at that moment and he almost came right there and then.  When he saw hopes clothes seemed to slide down her and disappear entirely until she was standing there in front of him completely naked she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered “take me daddy”and kissed him Klaus finally broke down and kissed hope back hungrily Ursula watched from the bed as father and daughter made out right in front of her turning her on so much that she started fingering herself she watched Klaus pick hope up by her arse and for her to wrap her legs around his waist as he carried her to his bed as soon as he laid her down he started kissing her from her lips down to her neck then to her titts taking each nipple into his mouth then he kissed down her stomach and finally he reached her mound kissing each inner thigh before he began to eat hope out.  Ursula watched all this and when she saw her chance she took it “mmm isn’t this hot a hybrid and a tribrid mating” Klaus looked at her from were he was between hopes legs continuing to eat her out even while listening to Ursula speak “ but Niklaus do you know what would be better than one hybrid fucking this little bitch ill tell you two hybrids fucking her instead” now normally if Klaus had been in the right frame of mind he would of refused but Ursula had done a good job of inserting herself into his good graces and had been shooting pheromones at him for weeks so while he was eating hope out causing hope to moan wantonly and wrap her legs around her fathers head he nodded to Ursula which is all she needed because she swooped down and claimed hopes mouth with her own sticking her Tonge down hopes throat of course she was not going to show Klaus her cock because he may feel threatened so when hope came for the first time from her fathers mouth eating her dripping pussy she watched Klaus move hope so that she was on all fours and Ursula moved so that hopes head was between her legs when Klaus entered hope for the first time they both moaned together and Ursula grabbed hopes head forcing it into her cunt this is the first time in months she has seen hope be dominated ever since the ritual she hasn’t taken shit from anyone not even mikael but now her father was putting her in her proper place beneath them the hybrid king and queen of New York Ursula smirked at that and moaned as she felt hope begin to eat her out while her father fucked her from behind the sound of flesh hitting flesh resounded through the room Klaus’s eyes were a black and amber colour as he looked down at his daughter to see her head buried between Ursula’s thighs Ursula with a hand full of hopes hair dragging her face into her cunt just made him fuck hope faster then with one mighty scream Ursula came into hopes waiting mouth and closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling of orgasmic bliss if she had kept them open she would have seen Klaus pull hope out of Ursula’s cunt turn her around to see hope with Ursula’s juices all over her face she would of seen hope spread her legs for Klaus and Klaus reinsert himself back inside his daughter and continuously fuck each other until both of them came together.  She would have also seen a red substance come out of hopes cunt attach itself to Klaus with out him realising they would have stared down at each other as Klaus pulled out of hope then hope would take her rightful position inside her fathers bed with his arms around her as his queen then they would drift off to sleep with Ursula sandwiching hope from the other side.  

Chapter 3 - Getting too familiar

Daylight begins to peek through the opening of your tent. Soaked in sweat, resting your head on a huge, black furred bicep, you turn to look at the visitor getting far too comfortable with you. It looks happily back at you with two pairs of lidded eyes and the tips of it's tongues poking between it's lips. Despite the non-Euclidean geometry of Mareth, this Hellhound has managed to find your camp a second time. Apprehensive with the weight and heat in your belly you shift to try and make yourself more comfortable. Your Hellhound partner obliges, rolling onto his back to let you sit in his lap, facing away from him. It's only been a week, but the unmistakable bulge of pregnancy is visible in your tummy. Feeling heavier by the moment much to your distress and your partner's pleasure. The Hellhound traces circles over your tummy with a claw, before pulling you down to rest your back on his chest, nuzzling one of its heads into your neck. The foul beasts rests it's clawed hands on your baby bump, slowly humping you. Closing your eyes, you roll your hips to massage the pair of members still twitching inside you, rewarding your aggressor for finding your camp a second time. After nearly an hour of spooning, the Hellhound starts to tug, trying to dislodge his twin members from you. His sack half the size it was before after unloading an unholy amount of spunk into you. The Hellhound makes a quiet growl, and tugs sharply. You yelp in surprise as his cocks pop free. Pushing you off of him and standing up outside, the beast stretches languidly as he walks away wagging his tail. He gives a nearby rock a scent marking, making your camp even easier to locate for an intended future visit, before disappearing into the distance. You lay back spread eagle, in a futile attempt to deal with the fever induced by the Hellhounds corrupt seed. You don't even have the strength to fan yourself, praying for a breeze to blow into your tent. Slowly, either through acclimatisation or just enough time passing, the heat becomes dim enough for you to think. You catch yourself worrying for a second how this might harm the pup you're carrying, but then worry even more knowing that in this terrible corrupted land, this probably only helped it's spawn grow stronger. You really need to get this demons seed out of you. You lean forward, only to grit your teeth as the motion stirs up the cum inside you, bringing with it the sting of it's corrupt heat. Wincing you lay back down. You whimper as you consider that even long after it's gone, this Hellhound can make you follow it's order to stay. You close your eyes and wait, letting the rest of his tainted heat soak into your body. Every few minutes, you give your tummy a cursory rub, still feeling the afterglow of his emission. You grimace, wanting to get this evil substance out of your body as soon as possible. You grab a handful of the rags that remain from your comfortable clothes, and wipe off the excess around your legs and sore holes. Propping yourself up, you feel the heat has subsided, having given his seed plenty of time to radiate it's demonic power into your womb. You try to stagger to your feet, but your sore body under the weight of his load and spawn combined won't let you. With the damage done already, you consider just going to sleep, but can't stand the thought of it's invasive sperm having free roam of your body - as if that's where they rightfully belong! Pressing your hands over your tummy, you grit your teeth, and push. The heavy contents of the Hellhounds sack spill itself from your holes, soaking your bed roll and blanket, filling your tent with the smell of monster sex. You try to breathe through your mouth to avoid the worst of it. With the majority of his cum expelled, you flop back onto your pillow, exhausted both physically and emotionally. You start to shiver, your body confused by the sudden change in temperature. You reach down for your blanket, and grimace as you peel it off the floor. Stuck with a choice between closing the tent to keep out the cold dawn air, or trapping the smell inside, you choose warmth. You pull the blanket up over you, wiping your sticky demon seed coated hands over your baby bump, marking yourself with his scent. You groan, knowing you're going to have to move your camp to avoid this monster ambushing you a third time. Closing your eyes, you decide that's a job for future you.

Chapter 13 - Long live the king

The lair summoning room 24 hours later When the warlock re-entered the room he was not expecting to see lilith still here and hope missing instantly he was in a panic and in a demanding voice es said “were is the girl what have you done with her” Lilith looked pissed at this and said “ watch your tone boy and don’t think you can sprout questions off at me like that” the warlock realised what he had done bowed lowly to Lilith and apologised “im sorry for my outburst forgive me I’m just concerned with the girls safety” Lilith smirked at his grovelling and said “cease your grovelling fool the girl is quite fine and she shall return soon” as she said this he  finally let his eyes wander from her face to the rest of her body well he was just a man after all but when he got to her stomach he saw that it was bulging like she was pregnant which shocked because he did not see this when he summoned her he asked her in a respectful way “excuse me mistress but are you with child” when he said this a pleased look came over lilith’s face as she rubbed her swollen stomach and felt a kick in return she looked at the warlock and said “ yes I am pregnant” which was all the information the warlock was getting just as he was about to say something else a wet splashing sound could be heard they both looked down and saw a puddle forming between lilith’s legs. Lilith looked excited by this she jumped onto the altar and started to push and as she pushed a black egg shaped object was pushed out which looked like it fit a fully grown person in and then before there eyes the egg seemed to melt down until it uncovered Hope Mikaelson in new black gear what shocked the warlock most about this was Hopes neck were once there had been three marks there was now unblemished skin except for her right should were a mark of a pentagram was marked Lilith bent down util she had hopes head cradled in her arms she uncovered one her own breasts and soon had hope sucking on it her milk filling hopes mouth and stomach as soon as hope was done feeding she got up unsteady to her feet with all the support of Lilith.  All the while the warlock was gawking he watched as Lilith turned hopes head to her she whispered in her ear and then passionately kissed her witch hope returned greedily then the warlock watched Lilith approached the portal and entered it the portal closing behind her cain then got a better look at hope and good see there was something dark in her now something had changed and not just her clothing which turned him on so much as he approached her he thought he saw her look at him like a ant but when he looks again the expression was gone he then said “ah hope lets get you back to your room now” hope nodded her head in agreement and followed the warlock out. So you see that was how she got turned into the being that she is now and that was 3 months ago a lot of things had changed since then she no longer let people trick or manipulate her into doing what they wanted if she wanted to have sex with them then she would have sex if she did not and they tried to force her well it not turn out good for them which Edward learnt first hand when she almost killed him if not for Cassius calming her down his brother would be dead of course she still had sex she had come to love it, crave it really like a vampire and its blood and there only one person who could truly sate her lust which is Lilith her demon mother and lover they had sex on the astral plane each night which fuelled and strengthened  the connection between them in a couple of more years maybe the connection would be strong enough for Lilith to remain on the mortal plane indefinitely she let mind cast back thinking of the threesomes with Cassius and Edward or the hot sex she and Ursula got up to with Linda, Cindy and Mindy and finally her mind settled on mikael when he first saw her new form he had ravaged her for days never stopping not even for sleep she could also be found taking other slaves into her bed which everyone enjoyed.  When the warlock or cain as she knew his name was now first noticed her new power and strength he tried to seal it away not knowing that hope was now protected by Lilith herself which soon punished cain if the cries of pain she heard from his room are anything to go by.  As she enter’s the dinning room she saw everyone at sitting at the table except Edward who was out on assignment as soon as she saw mikael she started to sway her hips from side to side as she made her way over to him she then slid her arms around his neck bent her head low and kissed him. There tongues were soon fighting for dominance which mikael soon won as she watched out of the corner of her eye as Ursula got up and approached them as soon as her lips separated from mikael they were being claimed by Ursula who while kissing her fondled her arse she also felt another hand but this one was touching her cunt she thought it was mikael until she saw the hand actually belonged to cain he had been trying to get her into his bed for a while now but she had turned him down at each turn now she was so worked up by mikael and Ursula that she did not care and spread her legs for him to give him better access.  Just as she thought that they were going to go someplace else to heat things up they heard Cassius cry out in pain clutching his head and then burst into tears everyone stops what they are doing to stare at him.  When he finally calmed down he looks towards cain with a sorrowful look on his face and said “Edward is dead, he is gone I cant feel him any more” everyone has a shocked look on there faces none of them had thought that one of them would be killed.  Cain clears his throat “I think mikael that you should go out and see if you can find out what happened while Cassius grieves” mikael looks to Cassius to cain and says “of course warlock my condolences Cassius” and as soon as Cassius nods his thanks and mikael leaves hope goes around the the table to Cassius and sits in his lap as soon as she does Cassius looks up at her and she leans down and whispers in his ear “why don’t we go to your room and get your mind off of this dreadful event” she says this with a kiss at the end and all Cassius can do is nod his head as hope gets up and leaves with Cassius leaves with an arm around hopes waist cain looks to his daughter and says “i want more patrols out patrolling the lair until mikael returns” Ursula nods her head in affirmative and sets out to do this. Meanwhile hope and Cassius had returned to his room were he has her pinned to door legs spread and his cock already buried to the hilt in her cunt he didn’t tell everyone everything downstairs he didn’t tell them that he knew it was Klaus Mikaelson who had killed him he did not tell them that he knew that Klaus knew were they were because he wanted Klaus to come he wanted him to see his precious daughter with his cock buried in her he wanted him to hear hope moaning his name which she was doing now he would have the hybrid tied up and he would fuck her right there in front of him and when he had finally gotten her pregnant when her belly was as big as a balloon then he would kill him all this ran through his mind as he roughly fucked the daughter of the man who killed his brother and all hope did was moan and scream his name until she was coming on his cock. Elsewhere Ursula was patrolling the perimeter when she was grabbed and pushed up against a wall when her head cleared she nearly wet herself because standing there was Klaus actually it wasn’t fear no she was actually turned on to hybrids staring each other down and then he spoke “were is my daughter” just then she thought something vey juicy maybe she could swing this in her favour she was getting tired of the competition anyway if Klaus could take some of them out all the better for her so she said “wait please don’t hurt me I’ve been protecting hope and the other girls she’s my friend!” Klaus looked like he believed some of her story so he let up a bit “ do you know where she is” Ursula nodded her head but said “yes but I think you should take out the main threat before going for her” this seemed to pipe his interest “and who would that be love” she looked at him with a hopeful expression and said “my father or creator the warlock if you will the guys mad always doing sick experiments and I don’t like the way he looks at hope either” this seemed to set him off “well lets go and end the bastard then” with smirk on his face and one she returned the two hybrids went a hunting. Hope was bent over on all fours with Cassius cock fucking her arse and she was loving it all this sexual energy was feeding her making her stronger Cassius was thourly enjoying himself he had come in her 4 times already and still he was not tiring as he continued to thrust into her. Ursula and klaus had come upon many guards but had early taken them out with out killing them soon they were at the warlocks quarters Ursula told him to hang back while she distracted him which he did as she entered “ ah father the patrols have been increased like you asked now do you have anything else for me to do” she said while glancing at his crotch this turned cain on and just when he was about fucked his daughter he’s grabbed from behind swung around and when he sees Klaus he just manages to get the hybrids name out before his neck is broken his body crumples to the floor and then he looks at Ursula’s and says “right hope now” Ursula’s nods her head and tells him to follow her not even glancing back at cain she was finally free of him to rule her own life. Upstairs neither occupant had any idea what was going on down below as Cassius looked down on hope who was on her knees sucking his cock like a good little whore he watched her head bounce up and down on his cock and then he was shooting his load down her throat when suddenly his door blasted open into pieces and in the open door way was a very pissed off Klaus Mikaelson.        As klaus took in the room and its occupants he could see two people involved in oral sex but as he focused closer on the girl on her knees he could make out her auburn hair and eyes that were like his and then he came to the sickening conclusion that the girl was actually his daughter hope. Hope stares at the man in the door way and couldn’t help but get turned on by the way he was looking at her just when she was about to get up to seduce the new comer her brain took in all of this guys looks and finally her brain came to a sudden stop when it realised this is Klaus Mikaelson the hybrid killer with a thousand enemies, her father, the king of new Orleans mmm every king needs a queen her darker part silently whispered in her head she quick detangled herself and rushed over to Klaus throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly she saw behind him Ursula who was giving Cassius looks as to say don’t do anything stupid.  Klaus held hope in his arms like his life depended on it he was stroking her hair and inhaling her scent just to make sure that this is hope finally he let go of her to get a better look at her and what he saw he was ashamed to admit that it aroused him. There she stood in what she called her queen gear black heeled boots black leathery brasier and a a leathery looking thong with silver jewellery adorning her arms he finally managed to say “hope I’ve finally found you and I do not intend for you to be taken again from me now before we leave this place allow me few minuets of your time while I make sure this one” here he points Cassius who’s eyes had bulged out in fear “wishes he was never born” but before he can step round hope to do this hope stops him “dad you cant do that we need him think about it we can stay here this can be our home its well defendable and hidden it grows its own food supply for the servants and me we can bring everyone here and live in peace” Klaus looks at hope like she’s mad “while there is some merit to your plan about staying here hope I still don’t understand why we need him I already have Ursula who is the warlocks daughter and would obviously know everything there is to know about this place” hope looks at her father and says “yes she knows everything about the lair but she has know idea about the surrounding areas dangers I’m shocked you have not run into any of them yourself” Klaus looks taken aback that there maybe another threat in the city but Cassius speaks up “they must be able to sense his hybrid aura and want no part of him” Klaus looks confused and angry now and says “will someone please tell me what you are all talking about” hope turns back to her father and says “where talking about the feral’s.  Vampires and werewolf’s who have de evolved into animal states were the only thing that matters is hunting and breeding” Klaus looks at her and says “but vampires cant percolate” Ursula answers this by saying “yeah this was one of my fathers early experiments and now they can although its not like a normal human pregnancy what happens is the male of the feral vamps obviously has sex with a female be that human vampire or wolf but when they go to ejaculate what happens is totally different they start filling the female with fertilised eggs they keep the female in the hive and then the female pushes the eggs out at a later date in the form of egg sacks and then the cycle continues the female is basically like a queen bee every male gets a turn at some point. The feral wolfs though are a little different they're more like a pride of lions only difference is  yes the alpha gets first dibs on the females but the other males still get their own female once the alpha has chosen his.  Again the wolfs have sex with the females but this time when the females give birth its not one pup its a litter of them and the reason that is possible is because the pups come out really small but then grow really fast a female can carry up to eight pups inside of her” all through Ursula’s talk Klaus’s face had been going through different emotions to shock, disgust and finally anger if he had known what this warlock had been up to he would have removed his tongue and made his death more painful finally hope spoke up “so you see dad we need Cassius because he knows how these beasts operate” finally Klaus looked at Cassius with his black amber eyes “fine but he better stay out of my sight now come hope you and Ursula can give me the grand tour”with that hope looped her arm with her fathers and Ursula’s and walked away from Cassius room together.  Cassius let out the the air he was holding in and thanked hope in his mind for sparing his life he wondered how things would go around here now. Outside Outside the complex stood mikael he had seen his bastard son enter the lair and when he had gone after him just when was about to attack he saw Ursula betray them which angered him greatly.  After everything he had given the girl sharing his slut with her’ sleeping in the same bed with hope sandwiched between them, their plans to usurp the warlock and to take over completely themselves she goes and does this.  They will pay even if he has burn the lair to the ground he will have his revenge and he will get hope back were she belongs with him

Chapter 15 - Plans for the future

As hope and her father slept dreaming of there futures together outside the lair things were beginning to brew Mikael on a mad tirade to end his so had gone to the feral’s to see if he could broker a alliance with them now dealing with the feral vamps was a cake walk to get them on side she showed them many pictures of the females that were in the lair just waiting to be taken they were of course especially  taken with hope he could hear there broken whispers of queen of the hive so they were obviously on board. the wolfs however were harder to crack not only did mikael hate lowering himself to align with dogs he had watch the alpha slobber all over hopes picture in wanton lust obviously he has chosen hope to be his next mate mikael thought to bad neither group would get her they were tools a distraction really for when they were both ready to attack he swoop in and take hope away and with that thought mikael smirked down at hopes picture and started to wank himself off. Hope woke up in morning in her fathers bed and was shocked to see her father’s body covered in a black and red substance that looked like the same material that her clothes were made from she wondered were it came from considering she got hers from Lilith she watched as he woke up and the spasming tentacles seemed quell down until it looked like he was just wearing normal clothes but she knew better as he awoke and looked at her with that roguish grin and said “morning love” and with that he kissed her witch of course hope returned even though she was confused why he was not panicking about sleeping with her like she expected instead he was acting like all this was normal which she guessed was alright with her she will just have to ask Lilith later about it she looked to her left and saw Ursula was gone probably beginning her rounds as head of security as father and daughter get out of bed and go to the dining room there they take there places and the servants bring the food in as Klaus is eating one of the servants comes up to Klaus and says “sir one of the scouting parties has gotten word that your brothers are close by and should be here by the weeks end” this pleased Klaus and hope that there family were coming together again. Somewhere far away Secret location What many didn’t know was that the pandemic that wiped out most of the humans did not in fact wipe them all out it wiped out 90% of the male population but the females were intact and that all of this had been orchestrated by a someone far older than the originals more powerful than the originals and by something that history had forgotten now you maybe asking yourself who could this be and the answer to your question is Akasha Queen of the Damed had returned and had succeeded in her plans. As akasha lounged on her throne she could not help but feel like something was missing but what.  She had a kingdom of her own, she had worshippers, she had all the riches and wealth one could ever ask for, she had plenty of blood and she had a harem full of interesting beauties from all over the world so what was it she was it that she was missing as she listened on to one of her scouts that roamed the world looking for threats she heard her mention the Mikaelsons.  Ah the Mikaelsons now that was a family that she could respect especially Klaus she had heard all the stories about him and was excited and intrigued by them when she heard from her scouts that Hope Mikaelson had been kidnapped she had not really cared but as her scout’s passed her pictures of people who could be a threat to her kingdom and she saw hope Mikaelson it suddenly clicked on what she needed it was so obvious she needed a consort and hope Mikaelson would make the perfect consort.  She could picture it now the Mikaelsons bowing to her with hope at her side as her royal consort though as she looked at the girl she would have to be purified it was obvious that something was tainting her and that would just not do she wanted Hope Mikaelson not whatever it was was trying to turn her into.  So with that in mind she decided she would go and visit the Mikaelsons so she told her servants to make preparations and to send word to Klaus himself that they were coming. back in the lair Things had been going good at the lair Klaus had been making head way outside showing the tribes of feral vamps and wolfs why you don’t mess with a an original he had cleared routes that he had supplies and resources brought through he also was studying Cain’s old office were he had quite the collection on the apocalypse apparently this was not the first time the world had ended nor was it the second or third and in each of these cycles there were common factors for example each cycle had humans but also they had vampires and werewolf’s in one form or another in the last cycle they had vampires like they do now only different when they vamped out there eyes turned blue they also were not weakened by vervain but also in that cycle similar to Klaus’s cycle there was animosity with the werewolf’s who later could turn at will so they renamed themselves Lycans.  Klaus was very interested to see if any of these vampires had survived considering they could put themselves into a deep sleep.  It would be an interesting  discovery imagine what they could learn to restore the world he had his best scouts out looking in the places where these vampires ruled he hoped by looking to the past he could find out why this cycle of destruction and rebirth repeated itself over and over if he could do that he could give hope and her future children a world to be safe and happy in. While klaus was doing this Hope was hanging out with Cindy, Mindy and Linda down in the pool area while Ursula was out on patrols.  Cindy decided to ask hope something that had been on the sisters minds for a while “ hey hope” hope looks over to Cindy with a look asking her to carry on Cindy seeing this continues “ me and my sisters were wondering now that you and your father are in a relationship does that mean that your both exclusive to each other or can say for example would you be mad if me and my sisters slept with your dad” after hearing this hope had a thoughtful expression on her face on one hand she didn’t really wanna share her father with anyone but on the other it could be fun every once in a while to let some others join them so with this in mind she looks back at Cindy and says “no Cindy I don’t mind as long as I’m either there or I’m asked before it takes place I don’t have a problem with it” with that all the girls went back to enjoying there time in the pool. Somewhere out in the waste There was a small mixed group of people approaching klaus’s base of operations they were Elijah and kol and the three men Klaus had turned into hybrids so long ago they all looked worn and torn with Elijah’s suit usually so pristine and clean now he is torn and covered in dirt. Kol who is usually the jokester and wise cracker of the group is now somber and serous but with a determined look on his face to get to there destinations and the three hybrid brothers who are all filthy with unruly long and tangled oily black hair there clothes are barely hanging on to there bodies from how ripped they are but they to are determined to reach klaus’s location. When Elijah had gotten the message from Klaus they had all been elated kol who he hadn’t seen smile so much since Davina’s passing and the brothers celebrations of whoops and cheers where a delight to hear after so long. So there they were on there long and strenuous journey to meet Klaus and Hope and Elijah could say he understood now why Klaus had not brought hope to them.  The roads were definitely not safe except for these routes that were obviously well patrolled and well maned they had bumped into quite a number of Klaus’s scouts who had pointed them in the right direction also Elijah and the group had offered there assistance when they could when they saw the skirmishes between these feral creatures and klaus’s people they had saved quite a number of female scouts and soldiers from being dragged of by these disgusting creatures.  Finally they reach the entrance and they are greeted by Klaus and Hope themselves along with quite the large party of soldiers which obviously was for hopes protection as soon as hope sees them Elijah sees the brightest smile over take hopes face and she runs towards them and envelops Elijah and kol in a tight hug each which they return the hybrid brothers walk on ahead to greet klaus and thank him gratefully while shooting hope his daughter appreciative glances finally after everyone had greeted each other Klaus spoke up to everyone and said “ welcome everyone you will all soon find out that leaving this place would be bad for our interests so as you can see I’ve taken over you have probably come across our local neighbours the feral vamps and wolfs are easily maintained with a solid show of force but now you are all here I suspect you will all have other ideas on what we can do and Kol you will interested in the old warlocks office he had many magical objects and books which I know you will love to go over and Elijah I expect once you have rested changed and acquainted your self with our new home that you will want to open talks with the savages ill hear them all in due time once you are all settled also Danny and your brothers should know that I have found the female wolfs that were taken from you and they are now being well cared for you will find them inside” with that Klaus turned around with hope joining him at his side and they all entered the lair together.

Chapter 10 - becoming someones bitch

Third person pov When hope woke up from her drug induced trance she had no idea were she was as she tried to move it caused a pleasurable feeling to shoot through her she thought she was in mikael’s bed until she opened her eyes and saw Cassius in front of her he was spooning her from the front and she could feel his cock in her pussy she felt something move behind her and as she strained her neck she could make out Edward in the darkness there was a pain in her arse but as she wiggled about she felt something dislodge from her for some reason she was not freaking out like she thought she should.  She saw a clock on the wall and it had been longer than a hour like mikael had instructed as she wondered what to do something came over her a haze and with this haze she heard two voices whispering telling her something and unconsciously she followed there instructions she detangled herself from Cassius slipping his cock out of her pussy and rotated so that her pelvis was over Cassius cock she lowered herself down onto it mmm she thought fits perfectly then she lowered her head to Edwards cock and took it into her mouth and soon she was riding and sucking both brothers cocks at the same time which caused the brothers to wake up and what a sight to wake up to.  Edward got into a kneeling position giving hope a better angle and soon hope was taking Edwards cock to the base for deep throat all the while Cassius had a splendid view of hopes arse bouncing up and down on his cock as she fucked herself on his cock he knew it was thanks to the marks that she was doing this without mikael here hope was under there control he wondered what would happen if he impregnated her before mikael would that would put him above mikael in rank he would love to find out just the image of the girl pregnant with his child was enough to tip him over the edge and he erupted into her his brother soon following suit coming down the girls throat and her drinking every drop.  Afterwards both brothers got dressed and they saw that hope had a new outfit delivered to there room and after she had been washed she changed into it the top was see through and black with a black thong and skirt plus spiked heels she did her make up in the mirror and then accompanied the brothers to the dinning room sandwiched between them each with a arm around her waist as soon as they got there they noticed that they were not the only ones at the table mikael sat the head of the table, the warlock was sitting to mikael’s right and the amazon looking woman was stood behind mikael’s chair as soon as hope saw mikael she left the brothers embrace and moved over to were mikael was sitting who seemed to be waiting for her because his chair was slightly pushed out just enough room for hope to take her place on his lap.  Which she hurriedly did as she sat down mikael let one of his arms snake around her waist and as she turned her head to look him in the face he gave her a possessive kiss which she returned afterwards the brothers took there places at the table next to the warlock and then the wolf maids came bouncing in with food and drink to serve after the food and drink was on the table each brother took a maid onto there own respected laps and started to feed from them periodically after mikael had given hope the go ahead to help herself she did do so soon her plate was piled up with food which she soon started eating after a while she looked to her right and saw the muscular built looking women stareing at her so hope asked mikael who she was which he replied with “ahh hope this is Ursula she will be your personal guard when I am out on errands” hope looked shocked that he would be leaving and voiced this “how long will you be gone for and are you sure you can trust her” mikael seemed amused at the panic she seemed to be showing at him leaving her and said “not to worry my girl I will not be gone long a day or two at most and I am very confident in Ursula's abilities to protect you from uncivilised people” with that he looked at the brothers who bowed there heads in submission.  Mikael then continued talking “ in fact I have some bad news i'll be leaving for the rest of day and I may be back tomorrow or the next so you will be left in the care of Ursula after breakfast” and with that everyone continued with there meals. Ursula’s pov If you asked Ursula about her life she would say she had a good life she had her own pack of bitches to fuck, enough food to eat and drink and she always had something to do for her father the warlock witch is what she called him considering he gave her life and everything she wanted so when her father asked her to baby sit a human girl she wasn’t happy but she was not angry either but when she saw a picture of the girl all that indifference went out the window.  Now she was very much looking forward to this she knew about mikael and the brothers claims on the girl and the only real threat she could see would be mikael the brothers were weaklings.  So she had decided that she would enter into an alliance with mikael she would show him what she could do show him her worth and hopefully they could share the girl between them a sort of joint custody of course to keep him happy she would allow him the title of alpha and she would be the beta so yes he would have first dibs on the girl but as soon as he went on his missions she would have hope all to herself and if there alliance worked and grew strong enough perhaps all three of them could share a bed somewhere in the future this is what they had agreed to during there private meeting. That all ran through her head as she saw mikael kiss hope good bye and then leave she saw out of the corner of her eye the brothers get up and start to wander over to hope unfortunately for them she was faster and she was soon at hopes side and she flashed her hybrid eyes at the brothers which when she did that turned black and red without hope seeing this caused the brothers stop with a look of fear on there faces they soon scurried off like cowards.  Hope looked at her with her doe eyes and asked her “so what are we doing for today” she responded to hopes question with “well do you have any preferences” when she shook her head in the negative she said to her “well how about you come back to my rooms and meet my girlfriends” hope looked shocked at this “ wait you have more than one girlfriend” she smirked at hopes question and said “well hope I am a very good lover and I did not want to crush the other girls feeling because I chose one over the other” she said this with one of her sexy smirks she used on her girls and watched hope blush prettily “so if you don’t have anything else to do lets go” hope nodded in agreement and without hopes consent took one of her hands in hers and lead her down stairs to the sub basement.  She could see the confusion on her face as she lead them to a blank wall between two cells she then pressed on the wall in a certain spot which made that spot delve in like a button and the wall whooshed upwards and there and behold there was a secret door which led to her rooms which held her most prized possessions her girls with hope still in hand and with  a shocked look on her face she then lead them both into the living area were she new her girls would be at this hour of the day.  As soon as they entered the room all three of the girls jumped up to greet her and as soon as they were finished she pulled hope so that she was front and centre and said “girls today we have a special guest her name is Hope you may see her enter our den at any time with or without me she is welcome here and you are to treat her with the proper respect treat her like she is one of us” she then looked at hope and said “hope I would like to introduce you to Cindy, Mindy and Linda my girls” she watched all the girls look at each other Cindy, Mindy and Linda were special they were all related to each other they were triplets all of them had the same bleach blonde hair same blue eyes all of them kept in extremely good shape and had really nice breast size at a 35d bra size long luscious legs and a nice toned arse  and they all frolicked around the den which is what she called her secret rooms in scantly clad outfits which as she looked at hope caused her to blush and evert her eyes from there forms causing the girls to giggle together as they saw her reaction oh and before she forgets Cindy, Mindy and Linda aren’t just werewolves there hybrids like her who she had turned and now they were sired to her.  She watched as the girls swarmed hope asking her trivial questions which seemed to keep hopes mind occupied because she didn’t seem to notice the girls wandering hands. Altogether they all seemed to get along which pleased her she would not tolerate in fighting between her bitches the girls all lived very comfortable lives not like there other werewolf brethren who slept in the cells outside the den and had to work and offer pleasure and there blood to stay here finally she cleared her throat putting an end to there needles chatter and like good little bitches they shut up immediately even hope seemed to sense her alpha aura because she followed the other girls example and soon quieted down “now Cindy, Mindy you both know what time it is yes” when the both nodded eagerly she smirked in satisfaction and said “good well then go get yourself’s ready in my room ill be there shortly” she then looked to Linda “ Linda why don’t you give hope a tour of the den while your sisters help me with my problem” she said problem with a lusty smile and then gave Linda a wink to let her know to begin the plan that she and her had discussed the night before she saw Linda give a wink in return which was the sign which meant she understood and then she said “ of course ill show hope around by the time your back we will be the best of friends” as she said that she walk over to hope and through a arm over her shoulder grinning hope nodded as well and said “ go take care of your problem Ursula ill be fine with Linda till you get back” with that said she turned her back and headed to her room all the while looking forward to the future”. Hopes pov As soon as Ursula left Linda took her on the tour showing her rooms such as there personal gym, pool, hot tub, kitchen, games room, and all of the girls bedrooms except Ursula’s finally she asked Linda were Ursula slept Linda looked at with knowing smirk and said “well her room is the last door at the end of the hall so you have to past our rooms to get to hers but don’t go there now Ursula is very private and does not like being disturbed” she put all that information away to digest for later Linda then took her down the hall were the girls sleep and just as they were getting to Ursula's room they stopped at a door that hope had not noticed Linda opened the door and walked in with hope following inside there was a queen sized bed with dark blue silk sheets a dresser with a mirror and a wardrobe.  Linda looked at her and said “when you stay here this will be the room you sleep in the wardrobe is stocked full of clothes for you to wear all of them should fit but let me know if they don’t ok. Now ill leave you in here for you to get organised and such ill be in my room if you need me don’t be afraid to ask me for anything” she the last part while running her eyes up and down her body so I said “thanks Linda you’ve been really helpful see you in a bit” and with that Linda left. She then went around her room looking at things first she checked out the wardrobe and what she found inside shocked her it was full of scantly clad outfits that she had seen the girls wearing she was not sure she could wear any of it really I mean I know its just us girls down here and no pervy males to bother us but still although a thought did come to her mind she wondered what mikael would think of her if he saw her in some of these outfits with that last thought she closed the doors and moved away as she contemplated what to do next she started to hear someone constantly  bang on the wall which connected her room to Ursula's this piped her curiosity to investigate.  So she opened her bedroom door and tip toed closer to Ursula’s when she got there she could hear a faint sound coming from the room which at first she could not make out until she got closer that is and then she knew what it was it was Cindy and Mindy moaning which worried her thinking that they maybe hurt so she slowly and as quiet as she could be grabbed the door handle and slowly opened it slightly to see what was going on and what she saw shocked her to the core Mindy was hand cuffed to the bed with both hands while Cindy’s head was buried between her sisters thighs and behind Cindy was Ursula and she had Cindy by the hips and she was fucking her like crazy but what shocked hope the most was how Ursula was fucking Cindy at first she thought it was a strap on but at she took her time to really examine it she could tell it was a real cock but that was impossible was it not.  Another thing which confused her instead of being scared and running back to her room like she knew she should she was transfixed by the scene and turned on she wanted to be in Cindy place she envisioned it in her mind and started to touch herself subconsciously rubbing her wet mound and tweaking her nipples all to soon Ursula came all over  Cindy’s arse and she decided it was time to go in her rush to get back to her room she forget to close the door. 3rd person pov If hope had looked back as she made her retreat she would have seen Ursula Cindy and Mindy all staring at the door watching with lust as hope ran back to her room. Later on in the day Ursula, Cindy and Mindy rejoined Linda and hope she found them in the game room playing pool hope was losing badly to Linda it seemed she was having trouble hitting the balls as Cindy and Mindy went to play other games she made herself over to hope who’s turn it was just as she was about to take her shot Ursula stopped her by saying “ here let me show you how its supposed be done” hope allowed herself to be bent over the pool table and while she was helping her align her shot she would slowly rub her crotch against hopes arse this caused hopes breathing to quicken as she remembered what she had seen before but she had know idea if it was a accident or on purpose as Ursula’s helped hope she would whisper encouragements into her ear turning her on even more and as hope took the shot and finally potted her first ball Ursula whispered in her ear “good girl” and released her she gave her a pleased smile and moved on confusing hope Later on after dinner everyone was getting ready for bed hope watched Cindy, Mindy and Linda all passionately kiss each other and Ursula good night they said good night to hope as well but not in the same way as that.  As hope changes into a see through black nightie she lets the days events run through her head and just as she is about to go to sleep theres a knock at the door and she hears Ursula’s voice asking her to meet her in her room for a chat this shocks hope because of what she’s wearing she does not want to keep Ursula waiting but she did want to go out like this finally she psychs herself up and leave’s her room to enter Ursula’s who’s door was open.  As she entered Ursula asked her to close the door which she did she saw her at her vanity mirror and when she saw what she was wearing or what she was not wearing well it made her mind go blank Ursula saw this and smirked knowing even while she apologised for her state of undress “ its just the way I sleep hope in the nude I hope you don’t mind” when hope could finally respond she said “no not at all I don’t mind really it just took me by surprise is all and I’ve got to say you are really beautiful” Ursula responded with a pleased smile by saying “oh good I didn’t want to scare you away but girl you have it totally wrong your the real beauty here anyone with a good pair of eyes can see that all the men fighting over you just to have you in there bed” she says the last part with a wink then continues on “but you are wasted on them girl my god the only one’s I can stand up there is my father and mikael the other two are a waste of good air” this shocks hope especially the father bit she had no idea the warlock had a daughter but she just stood there and listened to Ursula continue to speak “ after all only another woman knows how to make another woman feel good” as she’s been saying this Ursula has slowly been getting closer to hope “ I have a agreement with mikael that if you do not refuse that I could show you what some of theres pleasures you have been missing out on feel like” as she says this she is now standing right in front of hope Ursula seeing hopes dazed look decided to test the waters so to speak after all hope was a tribrid which meant she is part wolf and Ursula is a alpha and soon she will have hope submitting to her and joining her pack.  She bent her head down and soon captured hopes lips with her own she made sure hope was trapped between her body and the door and as she ran her Tonge over hopes lips asking for entrance which hope provided a few seconds later when she opened her mouth for Ursula now Ursula’s Tonge was inside hopes mouth fight with hopes for dominance then she decided she wanted hopes Tonge in her mouth so with a little coercing Ursula soon had hopes Tonge in her mouth and that is when hope woke up and started to kiss back there sloppy kissing was the the only sound in the the room then Ursula picked hope up by her arse and deposited her on the bed.  She removed hopes nightie and took her first look at a naked hope on her bed. Hope seeing the look in Ursula’s eyes decided to fan Ursula’s flames more by sexually spreading her legs for her then Ursula did something that she did not expect she buried her face between hopes thighs and soon hope was moaning as Ursula ate her sexy little bitch out sticking her Tonge inside hopes cunt was glorious the taste was divine this went on until hope had her first orgasm after that Ursula looked at hope and said “hope I have a confession to make you see I’m not a vampire or werewolf” hope looked frustrated and confused at this so Ursula kept talking “im a hybrid and before you ask no not just like your dad I’m a hybrid of vampire wolf and man and woman watch” hope watched as Ursula transformed into her vampire form then her wolf form which looked very different from a normal one for one is was standing on two legs it looked more human than wolf then she watched as Ursula transformed back and then with hope watching with her rapt attention being on Ursula and her smirking face she grew a penis right in front of hope which was not shock considering she had seen her during the day fucking Cindy but again it was not a normal penis it was like Cassius and Edwards penis’s when they were transformed big black and smooth and it was already hard.  As Ursula approached hope who was still lying on the bed Ursula let her alpha aura flare up and she growled at hope “get on all fours bitch arse in the air” this made hope jump into action who was shocked at Ursula’s change of character but she was soon on all fours arse in the just like Ursula wanted. Ursula grabbed  hope by both of her hips and started rubbing her cock all over hopes mound causing hopes arse to wiggle in trepidation but before Ursula penetrated her she said “mmm your going to love what happens at the end bitch but don’t worry I wont ruin the surprise”with that she thrusted forward and buried herself to the hilt inside hope who screamed out in pleasure at the abrupt penetration and soon all you hear are moans groans and wet skin slapping against wet skin.  As they continue to fuck Ursula asks hope a question “mmm ah tell me my little bitch why do you think your room is so close to mine” hope responds with a groan “ohhh ah I have no idea mmm” so Ursula enlightens her “it is mmm because I’ve chosen you to be my alpha mate you do know how a wolf pack operates in the wild yes ooh” hope responds “yes I know ohhh” Ursula “then you should not be surprised to hear that I plan to impregnate you first my little bitch then the rest of the girls and yes I know the men have probably already claimed the same but I plan on following through on it and I also have something special that the others do not not that will help me accomplish this  which you will find out about oooh real mmm soon baby” hope had no comeback for this considering she was getting her brains fucked out.  She had already orgasmed twice while Ursula had been talking just when she thinks Ursula is slowing down she soon speeds up again and with a mighty roar she shoots her seed into hope who can feel it go deep inside of her as hope tries to remove Ursula’s cock from her pussy she finds out she can’t she looks over her shoulder to ask Ursula what is happening only to find her grinning at her madly “surprise my little bitch how does it feel to be knotted by a true alpha” she says by giving a little thrust into hope causing her to slightly moan and respond “is this your plan then to stay knotted inside me well I do know this only lasts about thirty minuets on normal wolfs” Ursula grins and says “ ah but I’m not normal my knots usually last all night which is why I’ve had to be careful with my other girls” after saying this she maneuverers around with hope still stuck to her until they are both laying in Ursula’s bed.  Ursula grabs one of hopes breasts and asks “comfy baby” hope responds by saying “yes” to which Ursula responds with “good because I plan on having you in my bed a lot more in the future” and with that Ursula squeezing hopes titt causing hope to moan and then they both succumb to sleep.  

Chapter 19 - Akasha Queen of the Damned

One week later One week It had taken them one week for them to reach queen akasha’s kingdom and it only took them that long because they had to stop for hopes needs and for blood for the vampires as they pulled up to the city gates which they saw was the only entrance into the city since there was now a ten foot wall surrounding the city. The courier explained that it was for safety that it kept the riff Raf out as they watched the guards push the heavy stone concrete gate open they got there first look at akashas kingdom and everyone was amazed at the sites things they had not seen since all this started children running around playing people working at there jobs and just milling around as they drove into the city on there way to the palace the streets were very clean and well maintained. finally they came upon what could only be called a palace which looked like it had been taken from ancient Egypt they were taken to a wash room to freshen up and then finally they were escorted to the throne room as they passed through the huge metallic doors the first thing that caught there attention is akasha herself languished  upon her throne witch was elevated so that she was above everyone.  The second thing to catch their attention is all the dancing women barely waring any clothes dancing to the music a live band was playing and the third thing was of course the magnitude and how beautiful the throne room is.  The walls are full of hieroglyphics which seemed to tell the life story of akasha in the middle of the room there was a pool were more woman were languishing as they approached the throne the music stoped and it seemed to get very silent akashas eyes moved from her girls to her approaching visitors finally they reached the base of the throne and Elijah kol and hope all bowed to akasha in respect while Klaus just stood there  Some of akashas man servants became agitated at the disrespect Klaus was showing and started calling for his death but akasha just raised her hand silencing them “peace my people peace I do not need Niklaus to bow to me he and his daughter are very special guests of mine I do not need them to bow” she then descended from her throne until she was standing in front of both Klaus and hope she smiled at them both and said “i welcome you to my kingdom Niklaus, Hope I have heard such fascinating stories about you two that I just had to meet you but that can all wait for now you all must be tired and hungry so my people will show your family there rooms but before you and hope retire to your own I ask that you both take part in an ancient tradition of mine called a cleansing” when she saw Klaus about to reject her offer she quickly spoke over him to placate his fears “have no fear it is simply an over lavish bath and I would think that after being on the road for so long that you and your daughter would want a bath yes” Hope spoke and said “come on dad its just a bath I’ve been dyeing for one for days” with them words Klaus nodded his head in consent and they were both led out to the bathing chambers with akasha escorting hope. With Hope Akasha led Hope into a room witch housed a very large pool to call it a bath would be an understatement the room was massive with the pool going from one corner of the room to the next.  There was a slight glow in the middle of the pool which seemed to shine through also hot steam was rising up showing how hot the water was with a snap of her fingers attendants were soon swarming both Hope and Akasha to help them out of there clothes Hope was of course distracted with taking this new room in and then again when all these beautiful women attendants started taking her clothes off that she did not notice that Akasha had not once removed her gaze from her even now as her attendants disrobed her.  The attendants took special care not to block Akasha’s view so that there queen could feast her eyes on Hopes supple breasts as they were unveiled akasha eyes traveled down hopes body as her jeans were pulled down slowly but surely giving akasha a spectacular view of Hopes thong covered cunt and then onto her long creamy supple legs.  The attendants then finished by pulling hopes thong off and spanking her arse to get her to move out of them when Hopes mind seemed to have settled down she looked over to Akasha to ask the queen for a explanation but her voice got stuck in her throat with a gasp as she gazed upon Queen Akasha in all of her divine naked glory.  Hope had thought akasha had been beautiful before but now she was breathtaking from her smooth unblemished toffee skin to her shapely well endowed breasts down to her trim flat stomach and then further down to her glorious bald womanhood and finally her velvety long legs.  When Hope finally tore her eyes away from Akashas body and finally looked Akasha in the eyes again she could not help but shiver in delight as she finally saw how Akasha is looking at her.  Akasha waved her hand to the pool with a smirk on her face inviting hope into the pool with akasha walking confidently towards and into the pool until she was in the middle all the while swaying her hips from side to side.  Hope in a daze couldn’t help but watch akasha and her sweet luscious arse as she walked into the water and before she knew it she was already in the water joining akasha in the middle as Hope reached her Akasha smiled at Hope she then encircled her arms around hopes waist and then leaned in and captured Hopes lips this sent Hope into a dreamlike state that she didn’t notice that the attendants had surrounded the pool in a peculiar manner and were chanting but Hope did not notice any of this no not when a goddess was devouring her mouth not when she could feel that same goddesses hands running all over her body.  She didn’t notice the light under them begin to get brighter and brighter that a black inky substance was being washed away from her no not with Akasha’s mouth moving from her mouth down to her throat and finally feasting on her supple breasts she didn’t notice her skin becoming smoother and softer her hair becoming wavy red and full of life all in all hope’s body looked like she hadn’t been through the apocalypse at all though something did stay the same such as her cunt being hairless and her body retaining its fit look no she didn’t notice this not with Akasha hooking one of Hopes legs so that it now rested on Akashas shoulder this allowed Akasha full access to Hopes juicy cunt which she jumped right into eating her out like a woman who hadn’t had a drop of water in weeks.  With a moan Hope came into Akasha”s mouth with a gusto after calming down Hope looked straight into Akashas eyes which flashed an  illumines green  which hopes eyes soon copied.  With that both Akasha and Hope made there way out of the pool with Akashas arm never leaving hopes waist both women stepped out of the pool were they were both dressed Akasha in her usual queenly gear and Hope in a new golden bikini set the brassier was a light weight solid gold which had a golden chain connect from both sides of the chest and on this chain were coins with the face of akasha on them the bottoms were made from the same materials it was also a thong witch fit snugly up hopes arse it also came with a purple see through skirt witch split either side and gold matching heels as Hope was finally dressed Akasha motioned for Hope to kneel witch she did.  Akasha was then handed a black and gold collar which she clipped around Hopes neck after that Akasha motioned for Hope to rise which she did and then Hope was thourouly kissed after Akasha had pulled apart from Hope she then proclaimed that Hope was her Queen consort and was to be treated with the proper respect.  She told them not to let the other Mikaelson's know yet then she wrapped her arm around Hopes waist and escorted her new lover to their chambers were she planed to have Hope worship her body all night long.

Chapter 18 - a royal message

A few hours later Klaus and his brothers begin to stir when he opens his eyes he sees that they are in some small chamber he looks to his right and sees hope sleeping peacefully next to him he does not detect or see any injury to her so he knows she’s fine as he try to remember what happened to them. He remembers drinking from these creatures blood spring and then nothing just when he was about to go on a rampage to demand answers one of the creatures scurry’s into the room when it sees Klaus awake it smiles in what it would call a friendly way and said “ohh awake now are we good good yous fell asleep after to much blood but the brood took care of you see” after that expiration all Klaus wanted to do was leave so he looked at the creature and said “ well then we thank you for your hospitality but we are rather busy so if you would show us out we would would appreciate it” the brood looked at Klaus and said “yess yess follow me” and with that Klaus picked hope up and with his brothers following him they followed the creature to the exit as they traversed the tunnels they could tell that they were getting more attention now then they were last night. But finally they made it to the exit and with one more fare well to the creature they returned home. Once they returned home though they were told by some servants that they had a visitor some sort of courier of course Klaus did not have time to put hope to bed and deal with there visitor so he handed hope to daryl who handled her as if she was glass Klaus looked at daryl and said “daryl you Derek and dale will take my daughter to her room so that she may rest and then guard her room we don’t know if this courier came alone or what he/she wants” once daryl gave a nod Klaus turned around and with his brothers they left to meet this courier as soon as Klaus was gone daryl repositioned his hands so that now he was carrying hope bridal style with one hand very close to her arse his two brothers were also looking at hope in lust and they quickly set off for her room you may be wondering hey are the brothers loyal to Klaus well yeah they were until they met up with there female pack mates who told them that Klaus himself had bedded them so to them if Klaus could bed there mates they could bed his. As they came upon hopes room dale got the door and let them in daryl walked over to hopes blood red silk covered bed and placed her down on it he and his brothers soon started stripping themselves off until they were naked daryl then got on hopes bed and started kissing her unconscious  pouty lips as he was doing this the other two started stripping hope first her top which they had to stop there brothers actions to pull it over her head they accomplished this from two fronts one focused on the top while the other did the bottom so while dale was dealing with the top Derek was peeling hopes leather legging off her form they then made short work with her bra and panties as soon as this was done daryl positioned himself so that he was between hopes legs so that he was running the head of his cock along the outside of hopes pussy lips as daryl was doing this dale lined up his cock with hopes slightly open mouth and slowly pushed himself inside Derek just realising that Klaus could be done at anytime with his business decided to get change quickly and go stand guard outside but he made a silent promise that some time soon he would have his way with hope. Which left daryl and dale all alone with hope at that moment daryl decided it was time and thrusted forward burrowing himself inside hope which caused hope to shoot awake in shock as hope took in her surrounding she was in her bed at the lair with dales cock in her mouth and Daryl's in her cunt as she went to push daryl away daryl just smirked and moved them so that they were on his shoulders so that it looked like they were lovers dale having enough of thrusting into hopes mouth popped himself out which aloud hope to begin speaking “ when my father finds out about this you will all be begging for death” daryl and dale both smirked at each other and said “ Klaus my dear is not going to find out about this I mean think about it don’t you think he has enough problems on his plate at the moment he has theres weird vamps in the mountains also the weird wolves and Mikael and now he has this courier message to worry about as well” as he went to say the next part he pull out and said “thats” thrust “a lot” another thrust “of” thrust “enemies” with the final thrust hope lets out a tiny moan “ohhh” causing Daryl to smirk “so you see hope your daddy needs all the help that he can get and I think as his daughter that you would want to help your father would you not” hope looked at daryl in confusion not seeing were this was going as daryl continued to slowly thrust into her “whats your point daryl oh oh” hope respond as she lets out tiny mewls “my point my sexy little bitch is that you could help your father by offering his allies your body from time to time I mean I’ve even seen theres freaky new breed vamps eyeing you up I bet if you offered yourself to them your fathers alliance to them would be iron clad ha ha ha” daryl laughs at that “but seriously hope letting us do this with you will keep us happy I mean we may only do this once because we do have mates of our own but they are busy at the moment so what do you say you in” hope ran all this through her mind if this was a one time thing she would allow it so she nodded. Daryl with the use of is hybrid strength easily flipped hope so that she was on top which aloud dale to slither in behind her and start lubing up her arse which caused hope to bounce in surprise which cased her to let out a startled squeak which turned into a moan as she sank back down on to daryls cock “ahhh ohhh” once she was properly lubed up back there dale position himself with his cock at the entrance to her arse and slipped slowly inside taking great pleasure in the tightness of her arse as it squeezed down on his cock in no time he was buried to the hilt inside her. Pretty soon all three of them were rocking back and fourth with hope sandwiched in the middle Daryl and dale managed to while still inside her to stand up and fuck her while standing it wasn’t long until all three were coming all together. With klaus      Klaus and his brothers walked into the throne room and saw that there courier is a woman of some exotic decent she had black silky hair brown chocolate coloured eyes and sun kissed bronzed skin she was also wearing baby blue silk harem pants and matching top with a pair of black sandals as Klaus approached the girl curtsied to Klaus she then stood up and said “king Klaus” Klaus held up a hand and said “ just Klaus love I’m not big on formalities” the girl smiled and nodded “klaus I have a message from my queen. Queen akasha wishes for you and your family to come visit her she is very interested in you and your daughter after hearing many stories of your exploits with have greatly impressed her she is astonished and impressed by your daughters birth and wishes to meet the first hybrid and tribrid I have a official document on me in the form of a invitation also i have pictures which the queen had taken of her kingdom to prove her story” as she said the the courier reached into her satchel and pulled out a envelope she then passed it to Klaus who motioned for his two brothers to come and take a look as Klaus leafed through the photos the first being a picture of akasha herself who was a beauty to behold with her toffee coloured skin, silky black hair and jade green eyes which seemed to hold a sway over Klaus which his brothers did not Cath to busy looking at the rest of the pictures the other pictures were of her kingdom which seemed to be situated somewhere sandy until they saw something which told them that she was in las vegas in other pictures they saw witches, vampires and wolves but most shocking of all they saw humans mostly female but they did see the odd male how the hell did this queen akasha have humans. Humans who all the vampire witches and wolves in the world believed to be extinct. Klaus looked at the courier and asked “tell me how is it that your queen has humans in her kingdom while every where else they are extinct” the courier responded by saying “for you to understand that Klaus you must understand my queens history” when Klaus made a hand gesture for her to continue she did “ this maybe hard for you to believe but my queen is the first vampire ever” Klaus looked confused at this and said “ well then you obviously don’t know my family history because we are the originals the first of our kind so I don’t know what your queen has been filling your head with but it is a lie” you courier laughed at this and said “klaus you misunderstand me when I say my queen is the first I mean she is the first of the first cycle she is very old and very wise she could teach you many things of things that came before of magics long since forgotten and lost” Klaus was shocked and so was his brothers no one else outside of them and the warlock knew about the past cycles so now Klaus was interested in meeting this akasha if she was who she claimed to be she could be a tremendous ally or a very deadly enemy knowing his brothers would want to go and meet this ancient queen Klaus looked to the courier and said “tell queen akasha that we will set out to meet her once we are geared up and prepared if it suits you we may all travel together to your queens kingdom” the courier smiled at this and nodded saying “yes that is most agreeable with me. I will wait for you all to gather supplies and tomorrow morning we should set off”. With that Klaus and his brothers ordered the servants to gather supplies enough for their journey their and back Klaus already had a car repaired for the journey they then all retired to their rooms for the night. The next morning In the morning everyone was up and getting ready to head out it had been agreed by Klaus that while they were away Ursula and daryl, dale and Derek would be the ones running things while the Mikaelsons were gone. So with the sight of Elijah kol, hope, Klaus and the courier piling into the car and driving off a sense of calm seemed to settle over the lair as the four new caretakers went inside to take care of their new responsibilities.  In the brood hive Things were very happy in the hive hopes egg sacs had hatched and now there were new children in the hive the brood king was very happy and was already making plans to get hope back into the hive as he completed on ravaging hope again a scout scurried up to him and whispered in his ear. What he had been told upset him apparently hope had left her home and was leaving his territory  while he knew she would be back especially when he heard her father had gone with her it still upset him that his plans would be put on hold.

Chapter 1 - what if alkyone seduced hippolyta

Hippolyta really didn't know what she should expect to happen this day, but it certainly wasn't this she thought to herself as she paced around her private quarters, having dismissed herself from her Goddess Hera, her Amazonian sisters and even her own daughter princess Diana a little while ago. Since the moment Persephone had discovered her and her Amazon's great secret thanks in large part to the Dread Queen's Three Headed Hellhound getting out of the Underworld, the usually fearless warrior queen had a rather uncomfortable feeling that it wouldn't be long before the Queen of the Greek Gods herself came to Themyscira, under the pretence of a little, surprise visit to her worshippers. But in actuality, to gauge the progress of her son in his warrior training to be their future Champion of Themyscira, their ultimate weapon against the Barbarian Horde of Hercules who Kal was destined to one day face in battle and hopefully defeat. A battle he was more than likely to die in, she knew deep down in her heart. It was Kal's destiny, not his choice and it never would be a choice for him, she knew, but it was not her choice either and never something she wanted to happen to him. But nevertheless, it was the reason why Kal was even allowed to live on Themyscira in the first place and being raised as her son besides, Hippolyta had to remind herself regularly every time she thought about it. It was her Little Fallingstar's princely purpose as her son, his royal duty as the new Champion of Themyscira, it was the responsibility their tribe had placed on him since he had been old enough to start his warrior training and the divine obligation the Queen of the Greek Gods had bestowed upon him the night he had arrived. It was the fate they had all condemned him to and a sacrifice she hated herself to have to make, but still, she reminded herself that she had no choice and as Queen of the Amazons, it was her responsibility to do what was best for her tribe, her sisters and her daughter. After all, what was one boy's life compared to the fate of every Amazon girl and women on Themyscira, even a boy she loved so very, very much. But as Kal got older, things naturally became more complicated for them, first Persephone and now Hermes had discovered Kal's existence on her tribe's island, in the most compromising of ways, which could only lead to more trouble down the line. Persephone was the wife to Hades and a ruling queen amongst the Greek Pantheon with dozens of notorious immortals under her command and Hermes being the Messenger of the Gods, was always spying and passing along information to anyone who he thought would reward him best for it. With those two already knowing too much, too soon, how long would it be before every God atop Mount Olympus was aware that there was a Demigod Prince living amongst the Amazons of Themyscira. …or worse still, what would happen when word of the Son of Hippolyta would eventually reach the ears of Hercules and his Horde of Barbarian's down in the Underworld, imprisoned as they were, for now at least… … and Hippolyta didn't even want to think what would happen when Zeus found out about all of this. While the Eagle Emperor was strictly forbidden from ever setting foot on Themyscira himself, the Laws of the Amazons had never stopped that lighting loving idiot from getting something he wanted badly enough and everyone knew Zeus had his ways of getting around even Hera's courtly decree's. They would come for him, the warrior queen knew that much for certain, from both above and below, they would want to test him, to learn more about this boy who was so special to her and her tribe that he was made except from the sacred law of mortal men being forbidden on Themyscira by the Queen of the Heavens herself. This little race between Kal and Hermes was only just the beginning, a beginning she did not see ending well for her son. Because as much Hippolyta wanted to have faith in her son's physical abilities, Hermes wasn't called the God of Speed for nothing, racing against him was a failure waiting to happen. She just hoped her Little Fallingstar was alright and wouldn't be to hard on himself for losing… "My Queen?" The familiar burdening title coming from the unmistakable voice brought Hippolyta out of her troubled thoughts as she turned to see Alkyone had entered her royal quarters unannounced and by herself, her three circle sisters, Myrto, Charis and Philomela nowhere to be seen, nor her seamstress partner Phinea. "Alkyone, the reason I excused myself earlier was so that I could be alone with my thoughts." Hippolyta stated, turning back around, none too pleased with her circle captain at that moment for disturbing her solitude. A few moments passed and Hippolyta did not hear Alkyone leave, sighing in frustration, the warrior queen turned back around and caught her captain staring at her bed for some reason. Alkyone than turned to her with what could only be described as a wanting look and Hippolyta only than noticed that Alkyone was not wearing her typical armour, or armour at all for that matter, instead the Captain of the Queen's Circle was dressed in a simple bright blue toga that seemed oddly out of place on her muscular given how soft it looked and how little it covered. Alkyone caught her queen staring and smiled almost appreciatively at her for it, a strangely awkward expression on her captains usually hard face and Hippolyta felt herself becoming rather uncomfortable by it. "My Queen, you left so suddenly, so quickly, that it troubled me." Alkyone said, taking the opportunity to gaze unapologetically at Hippolyta beautiful body in private, believing her queen's staring had permitted her own. "You seemed stressed, so I came to see if there was anything I could do to help… relax you." For the royal life of her, Hippolyta could not understand why exactly Alkyone had thought she would want company when she had specifically told her fellow Amazons, her circle guards included, that she was returning to her private quarters for a while and that she did not want to be disturbed unless it was something important… like her son returning to her safe and sound. In truth, her captain's presence at that moment was anything but relaxing to Hippolyta right now, not with the way the bald Amazon was looking at her like how a Dragon looked at a particularly shiny piece of treasure. The warrior queen did not like the way her captain's eyes lingered around her chest and she especially did not like the way her green eyes kept darting back forth from her queen-sized bed with clear desire. But despite her obvious discomfort, Alkyone kept smiling, even daring to move closer to her queen, beginning to invade her personal space. "Since we are alone Hippolyta, I was hoping we could try an alternate form of sparring…" "I am fine Alkyone, and no thank you." Hippolyta said hastily, not even allowing alkyone to finish her sentence Hippolyta then turned her back on alkyone expecting her to leave when she heard the doors to her chambers closing she finally relaxed her tensed up body what she did not know is that alkyone had not left like she had thought but had gotten one of her fellow queens guard who Hippolyta did not know was there to shut and lock the door.  Alkyone in that time had silently crept up behind Hippolyta like a hungry wolf stalking its prey she silently wrapped her hands around her body and and started to massage her. hippolyta who was in her own world at this time was so shocked at this that she could not help but moan in pleasure and surprise she looked over her shoulder expecting it to be her off again on again amazon lover general but when she saw it was alkyone she tried to escape her embrace only problem was that alkyone had a good hold on the queen and would not release her second problem was that it had been some time since she had been bedded that alkyone surprise massage was getting her hot and bothered. Alkyone continued touching the queen in all the right places her neck, back, breasts, arse until her hands had traveled all the way down to the queens most sacred place and it was not just hands alkyone soon started kissing hippolytas neck all the way down to her shoulders and back up to her ears which she would then lick and nibble on all of this combined with what her hands were doing caused the the queen to start panting and moaning. Hippolyta could not believe what was happening it was like all the stress of worrying about her son and daughter plus her people had caused her to be in this position finally when alkyone inserted a finger into she could not take it no more and gave in falling into alkyone waiting arms. Alkyone could not believe her luck finally the 1st half of her desires were becoming true  the queen was hers. now was the time to claim her with that in mind she spun hippolyta around so that she was facing her she could see the lust in her queens eyes the need to finally give and submit. Alkyone could not help but stare at her queens glistening lips that were begging her to take them and with that she leant forward and captured the queens lips with her own hungrily Hippolyta could only moan and groan as she wrapped her arms around alkyone neck alkyone then brought her hands down to hippolytas arse and picked her up witch forced the queen to wrap her legs around alkynes waist. She was then carried to her queen sized bed were they fell with alkyone on top who soon stated taking off the queens toga until she was nude then hippolyta watched as alkyone disrobed herself but was shocked at what lay beneath alkynes toga it was a very large and erect male penis. Hippolyta asked alkyone what had happed to her and alkyone had said that it was a gift from the gods so that she could repay the brutality of what had been done to them by men. Arkyone crawled on top of the queen and resumed her kissing and pleasuring of the queens body only this time she had clear access to her body she made sure to take each breast into her mouth and suck on it like she was a baby causing hippolyta to moan wantonly alkyone then kissed her way down the queens body and between hers legs and then began to eat her out arkyone thought to herself mm delicious I wonder if the princess tastes this good and I can’t wait to find out. This went on while with hippolyta finally crying out in orgasm afterwards arkyone presented her cock to the queen who was to tired to resist as it was pushed past her luscious lips and soon she was sucking on arkyones cock like a baby after a while alkyone bummed and shot her come down hippolytas throat after making sure her queen had swallowed all her seed she pulled out and laid Hippolyta on  her back and spread her legs and tuck her rightful place between them she lined up her cock with hippolytas pussy and looked deeply into her eyes she smiled down at her queen and said this is just the beginning my queen and with that she thrust forward and penetrated her. First it was slow but the speed soon pick with it becoming faster and rougher arkyone talking dirty Hippolyta soon surrendered to her lust and wrapped her arms and legs around alkyone and was soon meeting thrust for thrust hippolyta was very loudly moaning witch pleased arkyone but she did not want to be disturbed so she leaned down and captured her lips with a hungry kiss silencing her moans with her mouth. Alkyone and hippolyta continued there make out session for a while all the while the while alkyone continued fucking hippolyta finally alkyone broke from the kiss and pulled her pulsing cock from hippolyta tight snatch she had decided that she wanted to take hippolyta in a new position one she had been dreaming about ever since her feelings for hippolyta had started. So she moved hippolyta onto her hands and knees like a dog and then she repositioned herself behind her like a wolf ready to mount its bitch hippolyta turned her head so that she was looking over her shoulder at alkyone, alkyone could see the lustful look in her eyes begging her to breed her which was alkyone true intention is to impregnate hippolyta. With that last thought in mind she thrusts forward and enters hippolytas welcoming cunt it does not take long for alkyone to pick up the pace with one hand on hippolytas hip and the other in her black luscious hair there juices are mixing together in hippolytas cunt and leaking all over her arse and inner thighs. Hippolyta at this time is in a lust filled daze moaning and groaning as she is bred like a beast in her mind all thought of her children has left her the only thing she thinking is she is wondering why she has never considered doing this before.alkyone is very pleased when she sees hippolytas hips start to meet her thrust for thrust so she soon starts doubling her efforts she wants to prove to hippolyta that she is the best that she is dominant that hippolyta will not get this much pleasure from anyone else and with a final thrust they both come at the same time alkyone and hippolyta moaning together as hippolytas tight juicy cunt milks alkyones thick cock of her baby batter witch is painting hippolytas womb white. Finally hippolyta collapse onto her stomach with arkyone on top of her and still inside her.alkyone does some interesting gymnastic moves so that hippolyta is facing her but her cock is in inside plugging her so that her seed does not escape she looks hippolyta in her eyes who is almost asleep arkyone smiles leans in and gives hippolyta a tender kiss then grabs hippolytas silk covers and pulls them over each other with one last thought in her mind saying finally this is were I belong  and then falls asleep with her queen in her arms.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

The world that this story is set in is a strange one, no doubt about that. A land where sorcerers live amongst the people and vampires haunt the darkest parts of the world. Giants and barbarians roam the wilds and dragons soar across the skies. Some even say that gods live in a place high above earth, and that one day they will return, to return this world to nothingness. But not every part of this world is death and pain, for while danger exists, so does pleasure, because if there is one thing that this land has in abundance, it is sex. * Anikara was a petite elf, with the kind of face and body that made guys, and a lot of girls for that matter, look twice as she walked by. She was known as Ani to her friends, which meant that most people called her Anikara. She was also blonde, tall and very, very serious about her work. Which at the moment constituted talking to a middle aged waitress who worked in a tavern about a merchant in town who apparently knew how to use worms as an magical energy source. “I just told you, I’m from the mages guild, and I need to know who the merchant is who uses worms as magical batteries,” Anikara shouted over the horrible bard who had half of the packed tavern singing along with him. “Oh, that story? Sorry to say, but that was started by Jory. He’s the unofficial town fool, and he started that story on a bet that he couldn’t sell an entire crate of worms,” shouted back the tired looking brunette. “Great, like I didn’t need another dead end. If this keeps up I’ll have to go back to the mages hall and talk to the elders again,” replied Anikara, her usually calm face twisted into a snarl. “Woah, take it easy, girl. Sounds like someone needs a visit to Denzik,” she grinned, giving her a wink. “Wait, who’s Denzik?” inquired Anikara, her curiosity piqued. “You don’t know who Denzik is? He’s legendary. I know it sounds kind stupid but he’s the greatest male prostitute alive. He’s supposed to be able to please any woman. Literally any woman at all,” the server said, as the bard was shut up by a tankard that was broken over the back of his head. “He can’t be that great. Besides, I don’t have any interest in sex, I have a job to do,” the slightly annoyed blonde replied, getting up to leave. “Say what you want about him, but he is good, I know that for a fact. Plus, how many guys have a pleasure room with a giant glowing crystal in the middle of it?” With that, the waitress left a bunch of very happy drunks, an unconscious bard and one very curious mage in the main room of the tavern. * The next day, a very tall, very cheerful man was walking across the town square of that same village, which went by the misleading name of Glory Hill. He was in an extremely good mood, though not even he knew why exactly. Of course, anyone that saw him would have expected him to be in a good mood, he was walking around town with a very attractive, very wealthy looking blonde, who looked to be almost as happy as the man was. Most people would expect her to be happy too, considering her partner. He was tall and a little bulky, with longish auburn hair and a sharp, angular face. He wasn’t quite as attractive as his partner and he didn’t have the same air of sophistication as her, but he was certainly attractive in his own right. The man was, naturally, the famous Denzik. Anikara had tracked him down earlier that morning and after convincing him that she desired his services, she had decided to tag along with him on a few errands and he was none the wiser about her true goals. So there they were, a rather large human in a dark green robe held in place by a copper pin and a graceful elf in a pair of blue tights and a darker blue top that resembled a corset. Denzik was looking for a few bundles of rope first, so they headed for the carpenter, who lived and worked on the east side of the village. The carpenter turned out to be short, squat man who joked around with Denzik for half an hour before they got the rope that they were looking for. After that, they headed for apothecaries, where Denzik perused the shelves for even longer than he had spent at the carpenters. Finally, he selected three small jars of snake venom, crushed fish bones and a very strange green liquid. They were finally leaving the magic shop with a handful of blue pearls and Anikara was just about ready to snap. After spending the whole morning searching town for this idiot, she had found him just down the street from the tavern she had stayed in and if she had to spend another day playing nice with another fraudster, she was going to lose it. The only reason she had stuck around this long was because she had to see this giant glowing crystal for herself. If it was real and she could research it, she would finally get her chance to make it as a professional mage. Now, just as they were about to return to the wagon that Denzik claimed to call home, he noticed a dwarf selling a strange, pink metal out of the back of a cart on the edge the market. He walked up to him and just as he bent down to inspect the metal ingots, Anikara grabbed his shoulder and pulled him with her to an alley behind the town hall. She raised her hand under his chin and snarled, “Now I have had it up to here with this farce. Now tell me, do you own a giant magi-crystal. Answer quickly.” To his credit, Denzik didn’t even flinch. Instead he assessed her sudden change in attitude, before grinning and replying, “I was wondering how long it would take you to snap.” Anikaras response was to summon a ball of fire in the palm of the hand under Denziks chin. “All right, all right, relax. Yes, I do own a giant magi-crystal. And before you ask, I’ll happily show it to you. Also, yes, I do own it legally. I found it in an old temple in the north five years ago,” he sighed, before turning around and heading off towards the edge of town. Anikara was a little taken aback by his response to her threatening of him. However, she wasn’t going to be calmed that easily, so she said, “Yeah, well if you’re so calm about showing me, why waste my entire day looking for junk around town?” “I wanted to see you lose your cool. I don’t like people trying to trick me. Plus, I actually did need most of that stuff,” Denzik shrugged as he wandered the down the street in the afternoon light. Anikara didn’t have a response to that, so she fumed as she followed the back of his green robe. Her own smart blue corset and tights shone in the golden light and the few people still walking the streets had their eyes glued to her remarkable figure. This annoyed her even more, considering she had chosen this outfit to allure the one man who hadn’t taken any notice of it all day. She had calmed herself a little as they reached Denzik's wagon. It was more impressive than she expected; a frame made from redwood with a massive leather sheet for a roof that ended up being the size of a small house. As they entered the rear of the structure, she realised that the wagon was separated by a heavy curtain, so that it was effectively two rooms. The first was the one that they were in now; a small storage room, with a bench, several cupboards and dried foodstuffs hung from the ceiling. The second she could make out through a gap it the curtain; it was basically a huge bed, with a variety of outfits, sex toys and other, far more dubious looking items along the walls. Denzik took off his robe, revealing a very tight tunic and some worn leather trousers. He sat on the far edge of the bench and indicated for Anikara to do the same. She sat next to him, suddenly very aware of how awkward things were. “Okay, if things are like that, are you sure that you don’t want my services?” grinned Denzik. “For the last time, NO!” shouted Anikara, aware of the red rising in her cheeks. “I am a professional mage and I will not be seduced by a charleton like you!” A quiet part of her mind was wondering whether the colour came from her anger or something else. “Being a professional is no reason not to enjoy yourself, but if you really want to rush things so much, we’ll just go straight to the main event,” he said as he stood up and reached for the curtain that halved his home. Anikara scowled at herself as she found herself as she realised that her eyes were following his arm as the cloth of his shirt rippled over his toned body. He pulled the curtain aside, revealing a room that was far more tastefully decorated than the elf was willing to admit. The huge bed had black sheets and pillows with rich purple lace trims. A light pink light came from somewhere in the ceiling. Just as Anikara was about to demand that Denzik stop stalling, he pressed a section of the wall and the source of the pink light appeared. Anikara actually gasped as it appeared. It was a huge, bright pink gemstone, clear as glass and surrounded by bands of a deep purple metal with blue pearls inlaid into the bands. The entire device emanated light, and its beauty was only marred by a crack that covered one half of the crystal. “Pretty neat, huh?” said Denzik, raising one eyebrow as he glanced in the elfs direction. “It’s… acceptable,” admitted Anikara, gathering her composure. She indicated to the metal bands, asking “Did you do this?” “No, I just fixed it up. The crack seems to leak power, so I have to be really careful and keep extra pearls around, because they keep burning out. I’m pretty sure that it was originally a training simulator of some sort, but I changed a few things on it,” he said, tracing a couple of very faint runes carved into the metal. “So it actually creates a pocket universe? Like in the Fergund Theory? And what do you mean by changed a few things?” she remarked, reaching out to touch the surface of the glowing gem. “Similar, yes. I can show you if you want. Just touch the gem near the circle over here,” he replied, pointing at a circular symbol on the opposite side of the gem to the crack. Anikara was a little suspicious of his lack of an answer to her third question, but her curiosity won in its battle against her nervousness. As she touched the crystal, her body flooded with warmth and she felt like her body was turning to liquid. When she opened her eyes, she was in a strange white room, empty of all furniture. As she glanced down at her body, she flew into a rage, screaming, “What the hell is this!” “No need to be mad, after all, this is what you want,” she heard Denzik say from behind her. She spun around, and almost passed out when she saw him. He was a little taller than she remembered him, with a slimmer body. He was also shirtless, with a swirling black tattoo across the left side of his body. In fact, all he wore was a pair of knee length black pants, which did nothing to hide the enormous bulge growing between his legs. “What do you mean, “this is what you want”? All I want right now is to kick your ass!” she shouted back, aware of the damp patch growing between her own legs. Before he answered, Denzik took his sweet time checking out Anikaras body. Her already skimpy corset had turned into a bizarre collection of blue silk straps that barely held her now large bust together. Her pants now stopped half way down her thighs, and were so tight against her brand new bubble butt that she was worried that they might tear. To finish her majestic body, she wore a pair of elegant blue high heels and her hair was tied behind her head by a silver silk ribbon that looked more expensive than Denziks entire wagon. “Well, the original virtual reality system was combat based. It read your mind and set up the most challenging fight it could to test you, based on your abilities, likes and dislikes. I changed it so that it read the part of the brain that handles sexual pleasure and desire. I’ve got to admit, this isn’t quite what I expected; I thought you were more of a dominant type,” he remarked, like everything that was happening was perfectly normal. “Then this must be your fetish, you degenerate,” said Anikara, her voice and legs shaking a little. “Nope, this entire simulation is based off your brain alone. Now relax, if you really wanted out, we wouldn’t still be here. Like I said, this is all you, so if wanted out the simulation would have shut off by now,” sighed Denzik, as he started rubbing himself through his the soft black cloth of his pants. That did it for Anikara; her brain seemed to shut off and she felt herself falling towards the floor. Denzik, being Denzik, was there just in time to catch her as she fell. As his long, deft fingers and hands pressed against her back, she sighed and felt shivers coursed through her body, aiming for the warm, fuzzy feeling growing between her legs. Denzik sat down and a bed much like the one in his wagon appeared behind him. As he made himself comfortable, he began to move his hands, massaging her back, moving up to her shoulders and finally her neck. He nuzzled her cheek, growling as his bulge continued to grow and press into the back of her thighs as they rested on his lap. Finally, just as she felt like she was about to explode, Denzik lowered her gently onto the bed and began moving those glorious fingers to her breasts. He settled onto his knees on either side of Anikaras hips as one of her own hands slipped to her mound and began rubbing it through the thin, saturated cloth. As his fingers slipped under the silk ribbons and caressed her nipples, her whole body tightened and released, a wave a pleasure that had been building since she had first laid eyes on Denzik earlier that day culminating into one of the greatest feelings that Anikara had ever experienced. She realised that she was moaning and sighing, while her love juices continued to flow through her pants onto her fingers as they pressed against her clit. As her vision cleared, she saw Denzik had removed the collection of strings that passed for a top and was lightly sucking of her left nipple while his hands traced a path down to the spring that her opening had become. Instead of pulling down her pants and continuing the job she had started as she had hoped, he pulled her hand up to his mouth and began sucking her liquid from it, one finger at a time. As he finished, she held up her other hand to his chest and said, “Wait.” As she rolled him over so that he was laying on his back next to her. Glancing apprehensively at the enormous tool that threatened to burst free of his trousers at any time, Anikara grabbed those pants and freed the tool herself. It sprung free, the head at eye level with her, which put its total length at around ten inches, along with a width of well over two inches. Her eyes widened at the sight of the huge shaft before her and as she looked down, she realised that his balls were just as impressive. “Scared?” asked Denzik, looking into her eyes. The buxom elf answered by gripping his shaft with both hands and running her tongue across his head, collecting the precum that had begun to ooze from the tip. As her tongue and lips worked his swollen head, one hand rubbed his length and the other gently squeezed his balls, causing him to moan with pleasure. She leaned further forwards, her mouth stretching around his tool until the head popped into her mouth and she started flicking her tongue in circles, swallowing the precum that continued to leak from him. As she felt him throb within the tight, warm confines of her mouth, she moved both of her hands back to his shaft and began rubbing faster and faster, while her tongue kneaded the pulsing spot beneath his head. All of a sudden, he let out a loud groan and gripped the black satin sheets as he shot his load into the back of Anikaras throat. She gagged, swallowing what she could and pulling the huge love stick from her aching jaws. She gripped him close to the base as his warm seed poured out, splashing across the fine features of her face and her perfect breasts. Gods, how long has it been? How long since I last felt like this? She asked herself as she swirled the rest of his semen around in her mouth and swallowed. She grinned down at him, drunk on pleasure and cum. He raised himself and moved her so that they were in their original positions, with her on her back with her legs hanging over the edge of the bed and him standing between those glorious, shaking legs. He was still hard and he rubbed his length against her clit as it pressed against the now completely soaked cloth of her pants. He looked down at her questioningly. “Do it,” she growled, her body still recovering from one encounter with his engorged rod. Needing no more excuse, he pulled down her tight pants and aimed his head, still slick with his seed and her saliva, at her opening. He moved forward, slowly stretching her and making her whole body twist with pleasure and pain. She gripped the sheets even harder than he had a few minutes earlier, while panting and crying out as he moved ever forwards, occasionally backing up a little so as not to hurt her too much. She screamed as she felt him press against her cervix, then she looked down at him as he pulled out a few inches, only to ram them back into her again. Again she screamed, her entire body filled with waves of pleasure that made her previous orgasm feel like a pin prick. She shook and spasmed as he pumped away at her, while he grunted and groaned with his own pleasure. She fell into a daze, only aware of the feel of him inside of her, their animalistic sounds of ecstasy and the sweet, sweet smell of their mixing sweat and cum. He put his hands behind her back and pull her up against his muscular, tattooed chest and he spurted out a second load within her womb. For how long he held her there, she didn’t know, but eventually they fell together onto the bed and he pulled himself free of her, letting his seed leak from her swollen pussy lips. They laid there for a few minutes, until in a flash of light they returned to the real world. Anikara looked down at herself, noticing that she had leaked just as much here as she had in her simulation. Looking over at Denzik, she saw that he too had a damp patch on his pants. She sprawled onto the bed and looked up at him with a crazy smile on her face. “And that is why I’m the best in the business. Also, that’s the only free sample, so you’ll need to pay from now on,” he said as they both laughed into the dusk that now surrounded them.

Chapter 0 - Anything To Be Leader

Weiss couldn’t believe Ozpin had put a fifteen-year-old in charge of their new team. Ruby had her charms, to be sure, but she was much too young and inexperienced to lead them. Meanwhile, Weiss was an heiress! She was bred to lead, and she excelled in all of her lessons back home in Atlas. What did Ruby have that she didn’t? That was why she stormed up to Glynda’s office door after-hours, rapping at it before crossing her arms, awaiting an answer. She would have to prove that she was more qualified than Ruby to be RWBY’s leader… but she didn’t exactly know how. Glynda would have an idea, though. Extra credit she could earn, perhaps. Weiss was too distracted by her own thoughts to hear the annoyed grumbling and the impatient rustling inside the office. But finally, after several moments, Glynda opened the door, releasing a faint scent in the air that smelled a little musky. Weiss blinked at the sight of her; she seemed a little disheveled with a few hairs loose from her bun, her glasses slightly crooked, and her boob window a few degrees off-center. Were things really that stressful at the start of a new school year? Then again, with a team like RWBY… Weiss cleared her throat and curtsied. “Professor Goodwitch! May I speak with you about something?” “I’m sorry, Ms. Schnee, but I’m rather busy,” Glynda replied, a mild chill to her tone. “You’ll need to come back another time.” She started to close the door, but Weiss caught it with one hand. “No, please!” Weiss looked up at her. “I can’t stand performing on a team that has Ruby for a leader. I wanted to know if there’s anything–anything–I can do to make you reconsider that decision and instate me as leader instead!” Glynda paused, and Weiss felt a sudden chill, like a rabbit under a wolf’s gaze. “Do you truly mean ‘anything’?” Weiss nodded eagerly. “Of course!” “Very well.” Glynda held open the door and stepped aside. “Come inside and stand in front of my desk.” “Yes, ma’am!” Weiss darted inside, not believing her luck. Such was her excitement that she didn’t hear the bolt of the door lock sliding home. Instead, she glanced around, but found she couldn’t see anything. The office was too dark, save for the glowing monitor that had fallen into screensaver mode. But there was something else next to it, glittering in the light of the monitor; curious, she leaned over the desk to get a better look. Suddenly, she felt her skirt lifted by some invisible force, and Glynda’s riding crop struck down on the exposed part of her left asscheek. She shrieked, trying to stand up and turn around–only to find that she couldn’t move a muscle, held in place by Glynda’s semblance, judging by the light purple glow around her wrists, neck and waist. Desperately, she tried to crane her head to look at the professor. “Wh-what are you doing?!” she demanded, straining against her bonds. With another crack and a painful yelp from Weiss, Glynda’s riding crop came down again, almost directly in the same place. “You told me you would do anything to become leader of your team, didn’t you?” the blonde replied. Weiss whimpered agreement. “Well, then. You interrupted me when I was relieving myself, and that will take some time to make up for.” Another crack from her crop, another yelp from the hapless heiress. “And now you’re being nosy, trying to steal a look at my things. This isn’t very leaderly behavior, Ms. Schnee.” Tears were running down Weiss’ cheeks and her face was flushed with embarrassment. “I-I’m sorry Professor, I–I promise I’ll leave you alone, I–” She squealed again as a fourth blow came down on her bare skin, followed by another, then another. With each one, a spike of pleasure jolted her; it was a coping method her sister had trained into her when their hellish father bent her over his knee, and now it was showing in full force with Glynda. “No, no. As team leader, you must learn to be humble, and to compromise.” Glynda gestured and Weiss found herself turned around and forced to her knees in front of her. She was just the right height to stare at the growing bulge between Glynda’s legs, and her eyes widened in realization. “You want to be leader, and I need a new masturbation tool. Your compromise will be your dignity and your obedience. Do we have a deal?” Weiss knew she should refuse, to get away and try to forget what was happening. But she couldn’t help but stare as Glynda unbuttoned her corset and shimmied out of it and its attached skirt. The bulge was straining hard, throbbing in the nylon fabric of her tights, and when she finally pulled those down, it quite literally popped out, slapping Weiss in the face. A wave of musk threatened to overwhelm her, and between her own legs, her cunt throbbed in time with her aching asscheeks. Anything to be leader… “Y-yes,” Weiss finally murmured. Glynda gripped the base of her cock–easily ten inches long and at least two inches wide–and smacked the heiress across the other cheek. “Yes, what?” she demanded, and Weiss whimpered. “Y-yes, ma’am?” She swallowed, unsure of what Glynda wanted from her this time. Glynda seemed to realize, though, and sighed. “Good enough. I suppose I shouldn’t have expected you to be an experienced whore, but I’d hoped… ah, well. You will call me ‘Mistress’ while we’re alone like this, understood?” “Yes, Mistress,” Weiss answered. “Good.” Glynda lined the head of her cock up with Weiss’ lips. “Now, open up.” Weiss obeyed, and Glynda shoved inside as far back as the inexperienced heiress would tolerate. The girl choked a little in surprise, but Glynda gave no quarter, pressing into that warm, wet hole until she gagged. Once that reflex was triggered, she pulled back, only to push in again. The cycle repeated, over and over, and tears flooded down Weiss’ cheeks. Yet something about the treatment, about the way Glynda gripped her white ponytail and dragged her mouth back and forth along her meatstick, was incredibly arousing. One hand moved up to grip the part of Glynda’s dick that wouldn’t be covered in her saliva, while the other snaked down between her legs to press at the slick cloth of her panties, utterly ruined now. Glynda noticed the movement and smirked lightly. She had to admit, even though she hadn’t cum yet, she was looking forward to sampling that cunt and Ozpin was expecting her to be joining him. Her throat could wait until next time. “As a leader, you must know when surrender is the best option,” she instructed. “In the face of overwhelming power, to save your team, you might need to give in. Do you want to practice surrendering, Weiss?” A muffled noise escaped Weiss before Glynda pulled her off her dick. “Yes, Mistress!” Weiss cried as soon as her mouth was free. “P-please…” “Please, what, slut?” Glynda lifted Weiss and flipped her over, bending her over the desk again. The heiress whined loudly as her panties were ripped off entirely, revealing the drooling wetness that was her fuckhole. “I surrender! Please don’t hurt my team,” she panted, shifting her stance a little wider. “Take me, use me, fuck me, please, Mistress!” The heiress’ pleading was music to Glynda’s ears. She lined up the head and brushed it between Weiss’ slick labia for a few minutes, teasing her. Weiss tried to back onto it, but she found she still couldn’t move. All she could do was stand there, her upper torso laid across Glynda’s desk, ass in the air and cunt dripping down her thighs. Glynda couldn’t help but bite her bottom lip at the sight of her. “You surrendered very quickly,” she observed as she slammed her dick home. Weiss cried out and her pussy muscles spasmed. Glynda had to fight back an orgasm of her own as the whore’s cunt flexed and squeezed, trying to coax out her seed. “And you’re not even a virgin? I didn’t know you were such a slut, Ms. Schnee. I think you may make a fine leader yet–a leader of obedient little fucktoys just like you. What do you think?” Anything to be a leader. “Yes Mistress!” Weiss cried out, straining against Glynda’s semblance to try to grind herself against the teacher’s girlcock. Glynda held her fast, however, drawing slowly back before thrusting back in with more force, shoving Weiss further forward. “Good girl, slut.” After a few more taunts like that, she finally started to pick up the pace, gripping Weiss’ hips to keep her steady. “Nnnh… oooh you’re going to be a wonderful cumdump leader…” Weiss was panting and moaning with every thrust into her hungry cunt, her face pressing into the papers below. She was sure she was drooling, too, but any worry about how she might look was being washed into the pink ooze into which her thoughts were being scrambled. Heat was building in her very womb, and soon, she came, screaming her bliss as her juices flooded out from around Glynda’s thick rod. Icy-blue eyes rolled back, and her lips turned up into an idiotic smile as her tongue slid out–the pinnacle of ahegao. Glynda could have gone on so much longer, but Ozpin was waiting for her. After another twenty minutes of fucking her new slut’s slick pussy, the teacher finally pressed the head against the entrance to Weiss’ very womb and loosed a torrent of white seed. She moaned, long and loud, as shot after shot panted the walls of her breeding tunnel, so much that it even spurted out around her cock and splashed onto the sides of the desk and down to the carpeted floor. They both lay there for several moments, catching their breath. Glynda pulled out, and a flood of cum and pussy juices oozed out of Weiss’ cunt. Weiss herself slid back to the floor, her knees giving out as Glynda’s semblance dissipated. Only one thought remained to her by then: She was going to be a fine leader for Team RWBY.

Chapter 0 - Just a Hole in the Wall

All that milk that morning must have gone straight to Ruby’s bladder.  The urge had struck suddenly and almost painfully, all at once.  She was fortunate that she was still in the shopping district, but close enough to the docks that it was a shady part of town–but that didn’t matter as she dashed into the nearest shop that had a sign for public restrooms.  She had no idea what kind of shop it was–she’d half-activated her semblance to dart through to the back of the shop and into the stall, so she didn’t have a clear view of the various toys, gear, and even the big wall of porn videos.  She never even saw the clerk grin wickedly and never heard the lock turn from the outside. But she did see the holes in the wall about even with her face as she finally relieved herself.  Ruby blinked at them, curious as to why they were there.  One seemed to look into the men’s restroom; unoccupied, thankfully.  The other seemed to open to a dark room somewhere behind the wall; likely the entrance was from the storeroom.  What the heck was the point of them? Ruby got her answer after she’d wiped and started to rise, flushing the toilet.  Though she’d never seen one in person before, she recognized a cock when she saw one slide through the hole from the back room.  It wasn’t very big–perhaps six inches–but it was only at half-mast, and cut to boot.  It was enough to make her yelp in horror, and she jumped back against the toilet tank. “Wh-what is that?!” she shrieked. “You wanna use my bathroom without askin’, you start suckin’,” growled a man’s voice from behind the wall.  Ruby paled, staring at the penis in front of her face.  A strange odor was rising from it, filling her nostrils–she’d never smelled anything like it before, but it was pungent. “Sucking?” Ruby flinched away. “Gross!!” “You don’t start sucking, you don’t get outta there, simple as that,” the man replied. “I can stand around here all day.” Ruby reached toward the small of her back–but she realized, belatedly, that she’d left Crescent Rose back at the school.  She hadn’t thought she would need it today, and now the one time she did, it wasn’t there!  She slumped back down onto the toilet seat, whimpering a little. “That’s so disgusting… you’re horrible!” “Nah, just horny.  Now get to it, slut!” “I’m not a slut!” Ruby protested, but she couldn’t see any way out.  The stall was too narrow to be able to build up enough speed to bust down the door, and she wouldn’t have the strength on her own, even with her aura behind it.  The walls, too, looked too solid to be able to bring down easily.  Plus he wasn’t trying to hurt her, necessarily–not physically, anyway–so hurting him was out of the question, too. Besides, that smell was really starting to get to her.  The more she breathed it in, the more she realized that fighting wasn’t really an option, that she should just obey, and maybe she’d get out of here.  The light caught on the tiniest crystal grain as his cock started to rise and thicken a little, and Ruby realized there was likely a coating of Dust on it.  She had no idea what kind, but that was probably the source of the smell. In fact, that smell was starting to really grow on her. Swallowing her pride but blushing as deep a red as her cloak, Ruby leaned forward, just barely touching her tongue to the side of his length.  It was salty with his sweat and there was indeed a thin layer of Dust powder–but it made that spot on her tongue tingle pleasantly, almost like having that popping candy on it.  She took another lick, longer this time, and she couldn’t help but shiver at the sensation. “Atta girl, just like that,” the man said, his tone much softer and more encouraging now. “Take it into your mouth, but mind the teeth.  This your first time?” Ruby nodded lightly as she obeyed, but realized he couldn’t see her, so she hummed an affirmative as her lips closed around his head.  She inhaled sharply as her mouth exploded with an unfamiliar flavor; one she could figure out as more sweat, since the taste was much like the smell, but the other was… earthy, salty, and savory, all at once.  A droplet of… something landed on her tongue, and she squealed as whatever made her mouth tingle suddenly shot a jolt of pleasure through her head. The sound made the man laugh. “Thought so, but don’t worry, you’re gonna be a pro by the time you get outta here.  What you’re tastin’ is a special little concoction I made a few years back.  Turns any girl into an oral whore.  Once I’m done with you, you’ll wanna come back every day just to get your fix.” Ruby could believe it.  The more of the fluid that drooled from the cockslit onto her tongue, the more her whole head tingled.  She tried to get more of his growing length into her mouth, until the tip bumped against the back of her throat and made her gag.  That didn’t last long, though, as the Dust and his precum coated it and the tingling deadened her reflexes. “Good girl, that’s it,” said the man. “Take it all.  Swallow it down your throat, make sure you get every last inch.  You can breathe through your nose, so don’t you worry.” The fight had left her.  She eagerly took the head of his cock down her throat, seeking more of the Dust-powder, until she found her nose pressed to the wall.  The hole was big enough that her lips were pressed to the base where his cock met flesh and her nose was buried in his pubic hair.  His musk was so much stronger here, and she couldn’t help but breathe it in.  It was heavenly. After several moments of the shopkeep enjoying the feel of being balls deep in this girl’s new throat-cunt and letting the drug settle and spread, he started drawing back slowly.  Ruby swallowed hard, fighting to keep him inside–everything was bubbly and tingly and felt oh-so-good, and she didn’t want it to end.  It was to no avail, though; he withdrew enough that only the tip remained in her mouth. “Time to show me how much you want this,” he hissed softly. “You know what fucking is, right?” She nodded around his cock. “Good.  So fuck your own throat on my cock–just move your mouth on it, up and down.  Got it?” With another nod, Ruby obeyed again, slurping down his length and back up again, over and over.  Each time she took him into her throat, a fresh wave of tingling pleasure flooded her body and pooled at her soaking pussy between her legs.  With one hand steadying herself on the wall, the other snaked its way to her cunt, digging her fingers into her hungry fuckhole.  She’d figured out masturbation a few years ago, but this was so much better with the addition of having a dick in her throat. The shopkeep couldn’t last very much longer, one of his weaknesses, really.  Already he could feel his balls drawing up, ready to expel their contents.  He grunted, hitting the wall lightly. “S-stop–I’m gonna–gonna cum.  I need you to hold just the tip in your mouth a-and swallow!” Ruby whimpered softly, but nodded one more time and withdrew until only the throbbing purple head remained in her mouth.  Not a moment too soon; as soon as she did, he came, shooting strings of semen onto her tongue.  If she thought his precum tasted good, his real semen was an ambrosia.  Waves of unbridled pleasure crashed into her, and she came around her fingers with a shriek that was muffled by his dick. Her cheeks bulged from the volume he’d shot into her, but she swallowed quickly, suddenly quite thirsty for it.  A euphoria settled over her, then, drowning any more thoughts in a pink haze.  She suckled at his head like a bottle, trying to draw every last drop from him.  But when there was no more to give and he’d been thoroughly cleaned, he withdrew, making her whine pathetically.  “Don’t you worry, girl,” the shopkeep chuckled. “I got the sign on that the gloryhole’s live.  You’ll get more soon enough.” “O-okay…” Ruby whimpered again, rubbing idly at her drooling slit. “Thank you…” As a new cock suddenly appeared in front of her from the men’s restroom hole, Ruby squeaked in delight.  She took it into her mouth and smiled contentedly.  Once she was done here, she would definitely be back for more.  And maybe she could practice on Yang, too…

Chapter 1 - Amelia

You wake up suddenly as something lands on you, knocking the wind out of you. Your twin sister unleashes a barrage of mental attacks known as words, though you’re too startled to process them except for the apparent fact that she’s very excited. You try to nudge the demon that woke you off of you while the demon giggles and playfully pushes you back. “What’re you doing Amelia? Get off of me,” you demand. She’s never done this before so something special must have happened. Her pretty face is brightened by an ecstatic smile that fits right at home with her usual cheerful demeanour. Her long blonde hair falls down her body in waves and makes her glow even more. Amelia is old enough that for years her curves have made her a girl many guys have chased after. Those curves are barely obscured by her small, loose pieces of clothing in the form of short shorts and a t-shirt. Her huge breasts jiggle with her movements and as always she isn’t wearing a bra, letting you catch peeks of her nipples. The more problematic curves are on her bottom half, her fat ass that’s bouncing on you dangerously enough right on your crotch. The stimulation of such a deliciously plump rear rubbing your cock through the blanket is enough for you to start hardening quickly. You want her to get off so she doesn’t find out, but she’s always been rather oblivious and it feels rather nice for her to accidentally give you an indirect ass-job. So you only half-heartedly try to push her away instead of using your full strength, which you know from experience would easily overwhelm her since she’s a woman. “Listen, listen,” she fervently says, playfighting and bouncing on top of you completely unaware of how her feminine curves are getting you hard and rubbing against your dick in a way that feels much better than just using your hands. Something even you are unaware of, however, is how the blanket separating you two is getting pushed aside further and further, until there’s nothing separating your now hard dick from touching your sister’s barely covered, ample ass-cheeks and crotch. As soon as you notice this, her jostling ends up getting your tip inside her shorts, dangerously close to her pussy. Her lower lips rub against your shaft, making you intimately aware of how she isn’t wearing panties. It’s just your luck that as soon as this happens, she does a particularly big excited hop and ends up angling your cock-head right against her vaginal opening, which causes her to sit down right on top of your dick. Your hardness easily pries apart her folds, letting your tip and a few more inches taste her deliciously tight little hole. You have many more inches that can be inserted, unfortunately she isn’t wet enough to take more, it’s a miracle you even made it this deep with how girthy you are. Amelia lets out a high pitched moan of pleasure at the sensation of being penetrated so suddenly. She looks down in surprise, unsure of the cause of this sensation. “What just happened? Why does it feel so good down there?” she asks innocently. She sees your huge cock right under her but can’t quite connect the dots, so she pulls down her shorts to reveal the part where you’re connected. Her pussy-lips look stretched to the brim as they wrap around your impressive girth. It feels like heaven to have a warm, narrow pussy wrap around your length so closely. “Why is your weiner inside my coochie?” she asks as she inspects the cock invading her fuckhole. Her terminology is juvenile because she’s always been rather sheltered due to her naivete and beauty, being looked after to make sure nobody sketchy could take advantage of her. “I’m sorry, it was an accident, I’ll pull out,” you explain as you try to scooch away from her and pull out. She puts a hand on your chest to stop you, “Wait, why? It feels so good inside me,” she counters, idly running a finger around her pussy-lips. “Your weiner is so big… I didn’t know it could get this big,” she says in amazement, wrapping a dainty hand around your member and experimentally giving it a few tugs. The feeling of your sister jerking you off while you’re inside her almost makes you cum on the spot, but you try your best to last a bit longer. “It’s not called a weiner, we’re not kids anymore, Amelia, we’re adults. Call it a cock, or a dick,” you correct her, happy to stay like this so long as she doesn’t have a problem with it. Amelia nods in understanding, “Then why does your cock feel so good when it goes inside my coochie?” “Not coochie. Call it a pussy, or a vagina. There’s a bunch of other things you can call it too like fuckhole, cocksleeve, and so on. It feels good because as the name implies, your pussy is a cocksleeve. It’s meant to take cock and make cocks feel good,” you educate her. “Oh, so does your cock feel good when it’s inside me?” she asks, beaming with joy, “As good as it feels for me?” “Yeah. I don’t know if it feels as good, it probably feels better for girls, but it feels really really good. Your pussy is the best feeling I’ve ever had,” you praise her. Amelia squeals in delight, “That makes me so happy to hear.” Then she looks like she’s deep in thought for a second. “But that makes me wonder why we haven’t done this before?” As she talks and thinks her teen pussy clamps down on you without any input from her. Her body automatically tries to make your cock feel good even if she knows nothing about sex. Her vagina is so soft and smooth around your cock. You choose not to tell her about the whole incest thing, deflecting with: “You need to be old enough to do this sort of thing.” She accepts that explanation without a second thought, “Oh, kay! Since you seem to know a lot about our sensitive parts, do you know what else we’re supposed to do? How do I make you feel even better?” she asks, eyes brimming with determination. “Well, you could make me feel a lot better by getting more of my dick inside you. The whole thing ideally. Take your shorts off first, though.” She obediently follows what you said, raising herself off of you so she can take off her shorts. The feeling of your tip scraping against her pussy walls on the way up is amazing. She whimpers with delight. The moment you’re out of her you’re left wanting more, but it also gives you a moment to recover so you don’t cum as fast. She takes off her shorts and sits in front of your shaft so she can take in its scale. She holds it up with one hand wrapped around it while the other pokes your tip curiously. “You’re saying this huge thing is meant to go inside me?” she asks in awe, measuring it up to where it reaches far up her stomach. “How’s it supposed to fit?” “You’ll be surprised, just try it.” “Okay,” Amelia replies, settling into a squat to raise herself high enough to sit down on your cock. She ever so gently lets your tip slide inside her opening and continues lowering herself down your length, stuffing herself with so much dick her walls are spread wide open. She whines and moans as her insides are filled. Her descent is made easier by how wet she’s gotten. Soon her pussy reaches the base of your shaft, having speared herself fully. She settles herself with her legs to her sides in a traditional cowgirl position. You can feel her juicy ass on your balls as you’re well and truly buried inside her. “Oh my god,” she says breathily, overwhelmed by your dick. “I feel so full inside,” she says, biting her lip and running a finger down her stomach where you were clearly bulging her out. “I can feel and even see you all the way up my tummy,” she says wistfully. “It feels really really really good how big and hard your dick is inside my pussy, big bro, does it feel nice for you too?” she asks hopefully. “So nice. You’re so tight and soft around me,” you reply with a smirk. Your sister smiles and her pussy clenches down on your cock delightfully with the compliment. “Oh, you just tightened up with that. Did my compliment turn you on? Or make you happy?” Amelia blushes and looks down, “You can tell? That’s embarrassing…” You reach up to hold her chin and tilt her head to face you, “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re super cute and an amazing cocksleeve. Your pussy feels like heaven and you’re such a good girl for taking my entire cock.” She grins ear-to-ear with your praise, pussy clenching, “That does make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I don’t mind anymore if you feel my pussy do that.” “Now, it feels even better to rub our parts together a bunch, so be a good slut and sit up and down on me over and over.” She nods with determination, raising her hips and then letting herself fall back down with gravity. She’s clumsy and uses absolutely no technique, but it’s effective at jerking you off with her pussy. On the way up, her pussy grips your length like glue, while on the way down your hardness pushes aside her folds with ease. Amelia moans in pure delight as she cums over and over again from riding you. “Your slutty little pussy is so fucking good,” you groan, making her redouble her efforts of bouncing on your lap. Her ass claps loudly as her plump cheeks land on you, sending ripples across their supple flesh. Seeing her breasts and butt jiggle like this from her doing her best to pleasure you is immensely gratifying. “I’m gonna cum really soon. When I cum I’m gonna shoot sticky white stuff inside you, and I need you to sit down and take me as deep inside as possible, okay?” Amelia says yes somewhere in-between her moaning and the clap of her ass-cheeks. “Now, I’m gonna cum,” you tell her. She instantly shoves herself down your cock and presses her ass and pelvis against you to make sure every single inch is inside her. Her unprotected pussy is so tight and warm around you. It wants you to feel safe cumming inside her raw. It’s saying your cock and seed belong inside it. Her breeding hole easily does what it’s meant for and squeezes out an orgasm from you. With your tip poised against her cervix you spurt cum directly into her womb with each and every throb. Her fertile teen pussy coaxes out every drop of cum until her womb overflows and paints her vaginal walls white. You’ve never busted a load as big or as pleasurable as this one, the idea of knocking up your sister making it so much better. Amelia for her part seems confused by the sensation of her insides being fertilised, not quite sure what you cumming inside her pussy entails, but she dutifully sits on your cock and lets her pussy milk you of your cum all the same. The same can’t be said for her body, though, as it’s overloading her body with pleasure for fulfilling her instincts to breed, her whole body shaking violently with the force of the euphoric orgasm you gave her by knocking her up. Once you finish you reach out and grab her ass, massaging it simply because you felt like it and you can. She yelps in surprise but lets you. “So did you finish cumming, big bro?” she asks. “Yep, it felt super good.” She smiles, “I’m glad. But what does cumming mean?” You nod at her crotch, “It means I filled you up with a bunch of white stuff you can see leaking out of you.” Her pussy is overflowing with semen despite how hard the slutty hole is trying to keep everything inside. Your cock was incredibly virile and is still shooting small spurts intermittently. Amelia puts a finger to her chin in contemplation as she looks down at the sticky fluid pooling around her pussy-lips, “Hmm, I could obviously feel that, but why does your cock do that? I mean it feels nice that you did it for some reason, but is that the only reason?” You think about whether you should lie to her or tell the truth. You settle on the truth. “My cum goes inside your womb,” you move a hand from her ass and put it on her stomach, “and fertilises an egg, getting you pregnant. There are ways to do this without getting pregnant, but this feels a lot better, and knocking you up feels really good.” “Oh! I think I remember reading about that!” she claps her hands with a smile. She rubs her stomach, touching both your dick through her bulged out stomach and the spot just above where you showed her her womb is. “I’m gonna have a baby,” she says wistfully. All the while you talk, her tight little pussy lovingly squeezes your cock. “You’re not upset? You want to get pregnant?” Amelia looks at you with a raised eyebrow, “Of course I’m not upset, I’m super duper happy. I love babies and I wanna have yours. I’m a female after all, I’m meant to get pregnant eventually, so why not now?” You nod, “Good answer. It’s not guaranteed I’ve knocked you up already, though, so we have to have sex a bunch more.” She nods fervently, “Oh my god yes please, it feels so good and I really really wanna be a mommy.” “From now on you’re my personal cocksleeve, okay? You’re gonna make me feel good and cum every day. Your pussy, all your holes, your body, they’re all mine to use from now.” Amelia blushes and looks down, “Yes, big bro.” You can tell she enjoys the idea of you owning her. “Call me daddy from now on.” Still looking down, she obediently replies, “Yes daddy.” Her pussy throbs and pulsates around your cock with need. “Good girl.”

Chapter 2 - Chapter 2

Early the next morning, as the golden rays of the sun began to shine through the windows of the homes in Glory Hill, Denzik was packing up his wagon and preparing to depart when Anikara walked around around the corner of the tavern she had stayed at. She was dressed far more modestly today, wearing a pair of black leather boots, worn black pants and a thick coat made from a deep blue leather like material. Denzik was wearing the same outfit as the day before, only now his green cloak was held in place by a pin of black iron, with a small emerald in its centre. His short auburn hair was wild and spiky, unlike the slicked back appearance he had sported the day before. “Trying to leave before I could join, are you?” Anikara said, trying to sound as dignified as possible and Denzik tightened the straps holding the roof of his wagon on. “Not at all, I just wanted to be ready when you got here. You’re a bit earlier than I expected.” replied Denzik while he moved to the front of the wagon and began securing a gigantic bridle, made from the rope he had bought the day before. “What on earth are you going to do with that, pull the wagon yourself?” She asked as she walked up to him and gave him a small pouch, “And this is for… last night.” “Thank you very much, madam,” Denzik said, accepting the pouch and checking its contents. “This is a bit more than what three sessions are worth, isn’t it?” “Think of it as a tip then. Also, I want to ask you something,” she began, until Denzik cut her off. “Let me guess, you want me to take you with me, so that you can experiment with that giant crystal and you can write a paper on it? So you can finally gain the recognition of the council of elders in the mages guild?” he said as he crossed his arms and waited a few minutes for a response. When he got none, he continued, “I don’t much like the mages guild, but I don’t have any problem with you tagging along. I’ll even let you study the gem, but I’ll need some kind of deal with you for that to happen. It isn’t cheap to use, as you well know.” “I do, that was all the money I had. Ok, what do want from me?” she sighed, knowing that she wouldn’t like the answer. “Nothing much, I just want your help with my work. Before you start shouting, I won’t force you into anything you aren’t up for. I mostly just need your help with day to day stuff; errands, repair work and keeping my magical devices running. And if you want to, you can help out with the sex as well,” he explained and with that he held out his hand for her to shake. Anikara assessed his offer for a few moment, before taking his hand and shaking it, her pale, smooth skin contrasting with his strong, rugged palm. “Now that that’s settled, let’s get going!” Exclaimed Denzik, before bringing his fingers to his mouth and letting out a piercing whistle. Before Anikara could ask what was happening, a deep rumble came from outside of town. Another rumble followed, forming a beat that shook the very ground. Anikara looked in the direction that the noise was coming from and her jaw dropped. A beast so huge, so massive that it dwarfed most of the houses in the village thundered across the wooded plains that surrounded the village. As it came up alongside them, she saw that it wasn’t quite as massive as it first appeared, but it was still huge nonetheless. Three meters, she estimated its shoulders reached. It had a massive head that jutted forward from between its shoulders, with a single enormous horn reaching upwards from above its nose and two small, black eyes that shone with a surprising intelligence. The beast had a small tail and a thick brown coat that was mottled with battle scars. The monster let out a roar as gargantuan as its body and lumbered over to Denzik, who smiled at the beast and stepped forward to give it a bear hug around its neck. It grunted and rubbed its nose against Denzik’s chest, who rubbed the fur between its eyes. Suddenly, the beast seemed to notice Anikara and it walked over to her, snorting as it did so. It looked her in the eyes for a few seconds, before facing her and licking her arm. “It looks like Nirak likes you!” laughed Denzik as Anikara tried to fend of the huge head that was rubbing against her. * A little over half a day later, they were sitting on a bench at the front of the wagon that Denzik called home as it rolled along a road that lead towards a mountain range to the west of Glory Hill. The front of the vehicle was similar to that of any other cart or wagon, only much larger, with a collection of bags, sacks and chests sitting behind the wooden bench with a red leather cover that they rested on. Anikara was just waking up from a short nap and was staring at the ragged brown fur on Niraks back. She looked over at Denzik, who was looking over a very worn map. “So where are we off to now?” Anikara mumbled, rubbing her eyes. “That’s what I’m trying to work out. There’s a fork in the road up ahead; if we turn left we can go to an orc village called Arhinarg, if we turn right we can head towards the dwarven town of Copper Cliff,” he said, not taking his eyes off the map. “I’ve never been to either of those places. Which one do you want to go to?” she asked him. “Well, I’ve never been to Arhinarg, but I’ve always gotten along well with the orcs. They love fighting, partying and fucking, so I always do good business at their villages. But I also have some friends in Copper Cliff. Plus if we go that way, we can go through the Dawn Pass to Fort Bloodstone,” he mused, before exclaiming, “That decides it then, we’re going right.” “Wait, isn’t Bloodstone a demon fort?” asked Anikara, as if he had said that they walk straight into hell. “Of course, but the demons there are nice. I met with the Lady that runs the fort a few years ago and we’ve been close friends ever since, but I haven’t seen her in almost a year now,” Denzik replied, sounding a little whimsical. “Since that’s decided, we can start talking about the crystal,” said Anikara in a very professional tone, as she pulled a leather bound book out of her coat. She opened it and pulled out a quill pen, asking, “You claimed that the crystal bases the world it creates on the sexual desires of the person connected to the gemstone?” “Pretty much, yes. But other things can play a part, too. Their mood, for instance. You have to understand, the gemstone only uses sexual desire as the foundation for the world it creates. It actually examines every single aspect of your mind, even the parts that not even you knew existed. So you can end up with some very unusual results,” Denzik explained. “Like how last night, I wasn’t imagining the things that happened, but I wanted them to happen anyway?” Anikara asked, her newfound curiosity overriding her sense of shame. “Yes. And now you’ve begun exploring your desires, you can start to change them to some extent,” said Denzik. “What do you mean, change? I thought that sexual desires were pretty much written in stone?” she replied. “Oh, how little you know. I suppose change is the wrong word. It’s more like, your fetishes get more specific and unique. Actually, that gives me an idea,” he said in realisation, as he reached behind his back into a chest made from cedar wood bound with iron. He pulled out a very worn book, with a cover of white cloth stained with ink. “Do I want to know what’s written in that?” asked Anikara. “Possibly not. It’s a dictionary of sexual acts, terms and fantasies that I’ve collected over the years. Take a look and if there’s anything that you find interesting, tell me later,” with that, he handed her the book and turned Nirak’s halter to direct him to the right of the turn that was approaching. * Much later, when the last of the sun's light was shining on the mountain that rose above the dwarven town of Copper Cliff, Anikara and Denzik were relaxing around a campfire five kilometers east of the mountain side. The firelight illuminated a small clearing a few hundred meters from the roadside, surrounded by oak and beech trees. Denzik had eaten his way through one and a half loaves of bread and at least half of a huge pot of soup he had made over the fire from beef, carrot, peas and a strange green spice that reminded Anikara of basil. Anikara herself had eaten a much smaller meal, but she had to admit that Denzik knew how to cook. “So where’s Nirak?” asked Anikara, glancing around at the green leaves and rough grey bark that bordered their camp. “Around,” replied Denzik as he finished the last of the soup. “He’ll wander around and find his own food overnight, then come back when I call him tomorrow.” “How did you meet him anyway? I’ve never even heard of an animal like him,” inquired Anikara as she stretched her arms above her head. “It’s a long story, but I met him five years ago when I was travelling across the Northern Plateau. I spent a few years living with some monks in the mountains west of there and I was just leaving when I ended up meeting a couple of nomads who told me about a monster that was destroying all of the villages in the area. So I went with them to meet a village chieftain and made a deal with him that if I killed the monster, they would give me a horse and cart to help me get across the wastes. They also tried to convince me to marry the chieftains third daughter, but I said that that wouldn’t be necessary.” “So I tracked this huge monster across the ice fields until I found the cave that it lived in. I fought it for over six hours, until both me and Nirak were lying half dead in the now collapsed cave. So I looked at him and asked him why he had been killing the people in the villages. While I had lived with the monks, they had taught me a lot about understanding animals and I knew that there was more to Nirak than a senseless monster. He got up and picked me up with his mouth, then carried me around to a valley behind the cave. There were bones everywhere, and they clearly belonged to the same animal as Nirak.” “So he and I lived in that cave together for about a week while we recovered, then I took him to the chieftains village and left him just out of sight while I went to talk to the chieftain. I asked him why Nirak was trying to kill him and he said that he didn’t know. So I grabbed him by the neck and asked him again, and this time he told me that he had gone hunting once and had killed the herd that Nirak led. So I called in Nirak and together we completely destroyed the village, then left the the chieftain with pretty much every bone in his body broken. We’ve been friends ever since.” “So you killed an entire village because you didn’t like the chief?” asked Anikara, clearly shocked by the whole story. “Kill? We didn’t kill anyone, we just flattened the village. I also fucked the chieftains third daughter, who had apparently fallen in love with me. She left with us, but ended up joining a band of mercenaries soon after,” shrugged Denzik, getting to his feet. He continued, “Anyway, did you look over the book I gave you?” “Well, yes,” she said sheepishly, her cheeks turning a deep crimson. “And? Seriously, you’ve got nothing to worry about. I’ve done things that would make a succubus faint, so I’m not about to judge you for whatever you like,” said Denzik as he unclipped his cloak, revealing the same leather breeches he had worn the day before, with a white cotton tunic. “Well, I liked reading about cunninglingus. And fingering too. There are some others, but I’m still kind of nervous of them,” she sighed, looking both scared and turned on by whatever she was imagining. “In that case, we’ll get started. Before we go to the crystal, I’ve found that it works best if you get turned on thinking about whatever you want to do first,” he said, leaning against the side of the wagon. “So I’ll start with a little sexy talk.” He looked her straight in the eye and licked his lips, saying in a low, husky voice, “You’re already wet, aren’t you? You’ve probably been wet all afternoon, just thinking of me lapping at your tight, wet cunt.” Anikara was a little shocked at his sudden change in attitude, but it turned her on nonetheless. He was right, she had been getting wetter and wetter all day, even before she had read his book, but after learning of all of the lewd and erotic things that he had done or at least seen before, she had been insatiable. It was all she could do to keep herself from blushing every time he looked at her. Now, after hearing him tell her what she wanted in that incredible, sexy voice of his, her crotch and the material that surrounded it was soaked by her juices and she reached down with one hand to rub her engorged mound with her fingertips. Her other hand slipped into her coat, where it caressed her stiff nipples. After seeing all of the apprehension leave Anikaras body, Denzik smiled and continued, “Go ahead, get yourself nice and wet for me. I can’t wait to push your legs apart and lick all of your cum up from your thighs and pussy. Then I’m going to slowly push your lips apart and push my tongue as deep as I can. I’m going to fuck you with my tongue and lick your clit until you cum and squirt all over my face.” His words had an obvious effect on Anikara, who was sighing with pleasure and rubbing herself harder and faster. She was just about to cum, when Denzik walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. She stopped masturbating, looked up at him and gave him a smile that showed all of her lust. Denzik smiled back at her and reaching down with his other hand, he picked her up from her chair and carried her to his wagon. She sighed as he pushed his way through the curtains to his pleasure room and laid her down on the black sheets. As soon as he lowered the beautiful gemstone, Anikara reached out and touched the spiral pattern as she had done the night before and once again, her body was enveloped by a warm flash of light. The room she appeared in was more or less the same white empty box she remembered from the night before, only now Denzik’s black and purple silk bed was already in place in the rooms centre. As Anikara looked down at her body, she saw that she was a little different from the night before. Now her breasts were smaller, though they were still larger than her real ones and they were held back by the thin white cotton cloth of a sleeveless shirt. While her breasts had shrunk, her thighs and ass were now much larger and covered by a very short, dark blue skirt. Under the skirt, she felt a tight thong pressing into her skin. Other than that, she looked the same as she did in the real world and she wore nothing else, letting her blonde hair tumble down over her shoulders. In front of her stood Denzik, grinning with his hands on his hips. He alse looked similar to how he did the night before, the only differences being his tattoo now swirled down one arm as well as across his chest, his usually short brown hair was longer and the bulge in his grey trousers was noticeably smaller. Well, those  were the only differences that Anikara noticed at first, until he stuck out his tongue, which reached the base of his neck and must have been at least four and a half inches long. He strolled over to her, placed his hands on her waist and kissed her. While his now huge tongue battled against her own and forced it’s way into her mouth, his hands found their way down to her buttocks. He gripped both cheeks and as he felt her gasp, his tongue pushed as far into her mouth as it could, completely filling it and almost entering her throat. Anikara felt herself start to gag, but held back, shocked at the pleasure of his tongue assaulting her own and his fingers digging into the soft, white flesh of her behind. She felt the familiar warmth of an orgasm building, then felt like a lightning bolt hit her as one of Denzik’s long fingers wiggled under her skirt, past her thong and into her arsehole. Her body clenched and she bit down on Denzik’s tongue on instinct. He coughed and pulled out both his tongue and finger. Realising what she had done, Anikara hastily apologised, but Denzik would have none of it and said, “No, it’s my fault. I probably should have realised how you would react to that kind of stimulation.” “I did like it though,” she smiled nervously. “In that case, let’s continue,” said Denzik, grabbing handfuls of her ass and pulling her close to him. Realising what he was trying to do, she wrapped her arms around his neck and met his lips with her own. As she felt their skin touch and his tongue slip into her mouth once again, she raised one leg and found that she could wrap it around his body. His hands gripped her even harder and she lifted her other leg, hooking her feet together so that her cunt, only covered by a string, was pressing up against the throbbing mass of his cock inside his pants. His finger found its way back to her rectum and pressed against the opening and this time Anikara moaned with pleasure as she felt his finger enter her. Her cunt shuddered as another finger entered her and together, the two digits began to stretch and pull at her entrance. He moved over to the bed and she let go of him, falling onto her back and sighing in contentment. His fingers had pulled free when she had collapsed onto the bed, so Denzik lowered himself onto his knees and ran his fingertips lightly down her dripping pussy to her puckered bud, still slightly open from his fingers last assault. Wasting no time, he pushed his index finger into her opening, then his middle finger and finally his ring finger, stretching her anus and causing her to moan in pleasure and pain, her muscles gripping his digits as they pressed deeper inside her. His other hand moved to her positively saturated cunt, quickly slipping two fingers into her folds, while his thumb tickled her clit, which pointed skywards almost a full inch from her crotch. Anikara was shocked by his dexterity, but even more so by the waves of pleasure tearing their way through her body, causing her own hands to remove her thin shirt and begin teasing her rock hard nipples. Suddenly, she felt his deft fingers leave her, the warmth they brought subsiding, only to be replaced by the even greater pleasure of his tongue sliding over her pussy, then flicking over her already overly sensitive clit. She gasped, her eyes shutting as she drank in and savoured the sweetness that came from his tongue snaking its way around her swollen mound. Piercing through this saccharine feeling was the sudden bolt of excitement that came with his tongue threading its way inside of her, tasting and exploring every nook and cranny that it brushed passed. Overcome with passion, Anikaras legs moved with a mind of their own, wrapping around Denzik’s head and forcing it forwards so that his face was squashed against her pubic bone. His probing tongue was unbothered by this, but as Anikara looked down into his eyes through the valley between her breasts, she saw something approaching alarm at her sudden display of dominance. In that moment, she felt something she had never felt before; raw, unbridled pleasure derived from the power she held over her lover. Denzik was shocked, at least for a moment, but he was a professional, so he went straight back to stretching his already impressive tongue as deep into Anikara’s sopping cunt as possible, while sucking down the juices which were practically pouring out of her. Anikara simply lay back, enjoying the throbbing warmth that came from the feeling of his tongue within her, disrupted occasionally by the jarring, but wonderful, jolts of pleasure that occurred when he moved his wonderful appendage from side to side within her pussy. This new feeling was different from the pressing fullness that his enormous cock had brought her the night before, but it was no less pleasurable and there was something about the dominance of her legs forcing his face against her soaking crotch that made the whole act even more erotic. As the waves of pleasure built upon one another, Anikara prepared herself for the spectacular orgasm that she knew was coming, only for Denzik to pull his tongue from deep within her at the last second. She felt herself teetering on the edge of exploding, but before she could say anything, she felt Denzik force himself upwards a little, so that his mouth was pressed against her clit. All of a sudden an intense pressure was applied to her sensitive nub, not just pushing her over the edge, but throwing her off it, so that she fell into the waves of pure ecstasy below. Her whole body was clutched by an orgasm so intense it left her seeing stars and unable to think for a whole minute afterwards. When she was finally able to think clearly, Anikara realised that her legs had fallen from their position behind Denziks head and they now hung limp on either side of his body. His face still remained where it had been before her explosive orgasm and as Anikara recovered the feeling in her crotch area, she realised that his tongue was still exploring her, only now it circled a different hole. “Not there,” she barely whispered, still weak from the ecstasy that was still subsiding within her. Denziks only reply was a smile that Anikara couldn’t see, then a small thrust of his tongue that reignited the burning out ember of her desire. She moaned, disgusted by the dirtiness of his act and turned on by the pressure and tingling pleasure his tongue brought her. He forced himself deeper, before suddenly extracting himself and quickly standing up. Shocked by the suddenness of his movement and by her longing for him to continue his erotic work, Anikara looked up at his face questioningly. In response, Denzik glanced down and Anikara followed his gaze, her eyes coming to a rest on his rock hard manhood. It was smaller than last night, but it’s seven and a half inches were still enough to make most men envious and almost any woman wet at the sight of it. Anikara was counted in that group and she bit her lip as she watched a large drop of precum fall from his head and join the pool of various liquids that had gathered on the bed sheets between Anikara’s legs. Denzik lowered himself and Anikara smiled as she expected to feel him entering her hungry cunt, only to be overcome by an entirely different type of pleasure as she felt him press against her slightly dilated, but still very tight, anal opening. Surprising even herself, Anikara purred, “Fuck my ass. Tear me open like the whore I am.” Even Denzik was taken aback by her sudden ferocity, but he quickly regathered himself and was all too eager to accept her request. He forced the head of his cock inside of her, while she screamed at the mix of emotions and feelings assaulting her body. His manhood, while shorter than the day before, was no less thick and she felt like her entire body was being torn apart by his slow, but unstoppable movement of his shaft inside of her. Her hips bucked, her eyes rolled back and she cried out as a gush of her cum sprayed from her cunt, completely covering her thighs, Denzik’s manhood and legs and about a quarter of the massive bed. Seeing an opportunity, Denzik pulled out his length and rubbed the slick juices along his shaft, before resuming his attack on Anikara’s already dilated opening. The first two inches slid in easily, before Anikara was once again gripped by the overwhelming alternating waves of pleasure and pain. It was less intense than before and as Anikara relaxed herself, she was able to focus on the sweet sensation of him moving through her. There was still pain, but the extra lubrication did wonders and she was able to lay back, moaning and lifting her hips to meet him. She gasped as she felt him grind his pelvis against her own, his hands moving forwards to grab handfuls of her exposed breasts, while his mouth let out a low groan of passion. His fingers, still slick from her cum, pressed into her soft alabaster mounds causing her to cry out and dig her own long, slender digits into the muscles in his fore arms. In response, he let out a sigh and pulled himself back, then pushed forward once again enticing another cry from deep in Anikara’s thoat. Again he pulled out and thrust forwards, again and again, getting faster with every motion, until Anikara was screaming, her eyes running with tears and her cunt was even wetter than it had been before, if that were possible. Her fingers had carved furrows into the skin on Denzik's arms, but as he began to slow down in fear that he was causing her more pain than pleasure, her legs wrapped around his body the same way they had done with his head. She pulled him into her even harder than he was already thrusting, this time causing him to cry out and almost cum right then and there. However, he held himself back and forced himself back against her legs for one last thrust. As he did so, he pulled one of his arms free and brought it down to her swollen button. He slammed forwards, his thumb and index finger gripping her sensitive nub and twisting it sharply. Anikara’s response was immediate. Her whole body bucked, her swollen mound squirted even more, her throat let out a gutteral scream and her nails dug even deeper into Denziks arm, causing him to let go of her breast and release his sperm. His thick semen poured out within her, leaving her with a strange sensation of being full of him. As she lay there dazed and happy, he slowly pulled his shaft out until the head came free with an audible “pop”. She hardly noticed this, just as she hardly noticed the cum that oozed out of her dilated hole, running down to join the enormous pool between her thighs. She grinned, a far off part of her mind realising that she had felt this same sense of relaxation when Denzik had fucked her the night before. Now the relaxation was peppered with sharp jolts of pain, but Anikara didn’t mind, in fact she enjoyed it. As the she began to come down from the high, the familiar warm light surrounded her and deposited her on the twin of the bed she had just came all over. She sighed, smiling at the depravities she had just participated in. The sophisticated, professional part of her was completely horrified at the acts she had just committed, but in that moment she couldn’t have cared less.A groan pierced the silence and Anikara sat up, surveying the room which was covered in the dull pink light of that wonderful gemstone. Denzik seemed to have been exhausted by their activities and was snoring softly next to her on the bed. She looked down at herself, murmuring, “I’m going to need some new pants.” She giggled to herself, before falling back and rolling onto her side, so that she fell asleep with her arm draped over Denzik’s sweat soaked chest.

Chapter 4 - Relaxing

You relax on your bed with Amelia, Emma and Taylor, their extremely curvy bodies naked and stained with your cum. Emma and Taylor lie to your sides, which you make use of by groping Taylor’s ass and fingering Emma’s kitty. Amelia is lying down in-between your legs in front of you and sucking you off. Amelia works her mouth along your cock, flicking her deliciously soft tongue across your sensitive tip playfully. She opens wide and swallows your cockhead, stuffing her cheeks full of dick and licking your tip while it’s inside her. She slowly bobs her head up and down to take a few inches inside her delicate mouth, her lips strained wide open as she takes your unreasonable girth into her mouth. Steadily she works her way down your length, your cock starting to reach her throat as she runs out of room inside her mouth. Her wet mouth and throat clamp around you tightly like a mouth-pussy. “Suck that dick you slut,” Taylor dirty talks to her sister. “Deepthroat our brother’s fat cock until you make him cum,” she continues, intently watching as she touches herself, the erotic sight getting her too horny not to. It feels snug and warm in there. The feeling of your raw cock scraping against her smooth saliva-covered insides is lovely. Her mouth makes all kinds of lewd slurping sounds, saliva coating your length while more trickles out of her mouth, covering her lips entirely. The sloppy blowjob is something you’ve taught her to do, with help from Emma and Taylor. They’re always trying to figure out new ways to make you feel good and cum, eager for you to use their bodies and to earn your praise. Amelia gurgles with so much dickmeat forced into her throat, having gotten nearly down to your shaft, properly deepthroating you at this point. It looks difficult to move her head with so much cock stuffing it, but you just relax and watch it happen, leaving the hard stuff for your cocksleeve. The ring of pink flesh stretching around your dick that is your sister’s lips goes up and down steadily as she works the length of your cock. “I’m gonna cum,” you tell her. Instantly, Amelia raises her head and lets your cock slip out of her warm mouth with a pop, wiping her mouth of saliva. She turns around and quickly mounts you reverse-cowgirl. Emma grips your cock and holds it up for Amelia, who promptly sits down on it, letting the dick that’s about to explode into her raw teen pussy without a worry in the world that she’ll end up pregnant. Amelia gets situated on your lap, backing her fat ass up so that her pussy is right on top of the root of your cock to make sure she’s taken as much of you as you can. “Sit down on his cock, get it all inside my pussy,” she mumbles the steps you’ve taught her for when you’re about to cum. She jerks her hips back more for good measure, the movement making your cock stir up her insides. “Line it up with my cervix,” she shifts her hips to adjust the angle you’re penetrating her so your tip is poised right against her cervix. Then she stretches her legs in front of her and gets comfortable before turning her head to smile at you, “All ready for you to cum and knock me up, daddy♥” “I’m tightening up like a good cocksleeve~” she adds. Her eyebrows furrowing in that cute way it always does when she tightens up her kitty for you. Her tight little pussy contracts around your length firmly, giving your cock a delicious pussy-hug. You enjoy the feeling of her warm tunnel wrapped around you, in absolutely no hurry whatsoever to cum. She keeps going though you can tell it’s difficult. This is also part of her training. Soon she’s unable to keep it up and has to take a moment to recover, so you slap her huge ass to make her keep going. “Keep it up slut. I’m not asking for much, just that you use your body in the way it was meant to, to pleasure my cock.” Amelia whimpers and tightens up again, “Sorry daddy.” She moans as she has an orgasm. You just barely ride out the quivering and pulsating of her cunt, though it brings you to the edge of cumming. It’s only a matter of time before her tightened up pussy embracing your cock makes you cum. “Cumming,” you tell her, and she quickly adjusts herself once more to double-check you’re all the way inside her and snuggled right up against her cervix. You bust a nut, your cum flying out of your cockhead in a flood that invades your sister’s breedable womb. It feels amazing to let it all out in a hole you know has a high likelihood of being impregnated. Her pussy squeezes you nice and tight, coaxing out more cum to fertilize her with. Before you’re even finished cumming you tell her to get off you, cum gushing out of her. You then turn around to face Emma and turn her around as well, then shove your cock inside her wet pussy without hesitation or waiting for consent. Her snatch welcomes you with a nice and firm cock-squeeze. You let out a few more spurts of cum inside her which her breeding hole slurps up with greed. Then you suddenly pull out of Emma, turn once more and unceremoniously hilt yourself inside Taylor’s cunt. The last moments of your orgasm are spent throbbing in Taylor’s tight pussy as her fuckhole tries its best to milk your cum directly into her womb. Her uterus is once more filled with your seed. You sigh in contentment. This is the life.

Chapter 3 - Taylor

You’re on a short break from fucking Amelia and Emma. As you’re about to walk past your older sister Taylor’s room you hear blaring music and notice her door isn’t fully closed. You’re about to tell her to turn it down before you get closer and peek inside. She’s twerking wearing nothing but a thong and a bra to cover her tanned skin, her huge, plump rear jiggling in a hypnotizing way. Her long, straight blonde hair is whipped side to side as she does various slutty dance moves all related to shaking her fat ass. You decide to enter her room and call out to her. “Hey sis, need some help?” Taylor turns around quickly, surprised to see you there. She gives you a bitchy look, “Uh, no? Does it look like I need help? I can shake my ass so good men do anything for me,” she replies, shaking it some more to emphasize her point. You shamelessly stare at the alluring rippling ass-flesh. She stops and blinks, clearly not expecting that reaction. You don’t blame her, usually when she acts slutty around you you’re passive and respectful. Her face flushes slightly, “Why the hell are you staring at it?” She covers it with her hands, which doesn’t do much considering how small and dainty her hands are compared to her massive butt. “It’s really sexy, how could I not?” you reply as you move towards her, “I think I know a better technique, though.” You stop a hair’s breadth away from her. “Do it again,” you tell her. Taylor’s demeanor is night and day to how you usually know her. Her eyes dart around the room nervously and she lets out a low, “Uhmm.” You’ve never seen her so flustered. She looks so submissive compared to her usual cocky self. Maybe you showing some cockyness overloaded her brain. You decide to kick-start her brain back into action. You give her ass a firm slap, making her round cheek ripple delightfully. She squeaks. “I said twerk,” you tell her again, this time firmer. “F-fine… but only because I changed my mind, you might be a tiny bit helpful if you really try hard,” she stutters out. She puts her hands on her knees and starts carefully shifting her hips to send her ass flying back and forth at you. You stare at it attentively, which seems to embarrass her to no end. “Come on, get into it, you were doing much better than this a second ago,” you reprimand her. Taylor kicks it up a notch, her cheeks wobbling against your crotch with the extra movement. “There we go, keep it up sis,” you encourage her. You decide to encourage her another way as well, your hand striking her hefty rear once again. She squeaks again and slows down for a moment before she gets her bearings back. You encourage and scold her in equal measure, throwing in a few more ass slaps here and there. She gets progressively more into it, going faster and even rolling her hips seductively. You’re already hard, and you think she can tell when she pushes her ass against you and gives you a shocked look. Her face flushes more and she pushes her body against your cock even more. “This is starting to hurt,” you tell her before stepping back slightly and quickly taking off your pants and underwear. Taylor gawks at your massive member. You slap her butt to get her focused again, and she quickly gets back to twerking on you. Now you can feel her fat ass bounce against your length. Her soft skin feels wonderful as it briefly envelops you, her cheeks sandwiching your cock before bouncing back again. You decide you want some more skin contact, so you put your hands on her love-handles and force her back so her ass is firmly pushed against you. She whimpers but quickly covers her mouth. “Keep going,” you order her. She gyrates her hips to massage her ass into your cock. Your hands slip down her sides and pulls down her thong. They fall to her feet without any complaints. She looks up at you with eyes you’re very familiar with, the eyes of a girl who wants to get dicked down. You take a big step back and grip your dick to force it down to an angle that points right at the little hole nestled between her massive cheeks. You look at her and nod at your dick, telling her to get on with it. She gets your message and backs up slowly until your crown kisses her labia. She stops for a moment then continues, trying to spear herself on your bitch-breaker of a cock. Slowly she manages to pry her hole wide open with your tip. You sink into her tight teen pussy tantalizingly slowly as she delicately backs up, now on her tip-toes. You think it’s cute, so you let her do it by herself instead of jamming it in all at once like part of you wants to. Inch by inch your cock is engulfed by your sister’s warm cunt, her vaginal walls expanding around you like it’s overstuffed. Like the good girl she is, she keeps backing her ass up on your cock. “I thought your ass was perfect, but it looks a lot better with my dick in-between it.” Soon Taylor’s ass is flush against your crotch, more inches of cock buried inside her than most girls have ever taken. Her mouth agape, she processes the feeling of her insides being invaded by something so huge and hard. “Oh my god… dick is so much better than I thought it would be,” she says quietly. “This is your first time?” you ask her. She nods, “I’m not actually a slut, I just act like one to fit in with my friends and because it’s fun sometimes…” she explains. “Well, time to actually be one and shake your ass on my dick,” you command her, giving her another ass slap for good measure. She quickly starts throwing her ass back on you, moaning as the movements cause your fat cock to scramble her delicate insides. “Y—yes daddy♥” she replies obediently. Taylor warms up again, her movements starting slow and clumsy but slowly speeding up. Her motions makes her assflesh wobble and pussy jerk you off with its tight grip forming a comforting sheath around your length. Her silky smooth vaginal walls feel amazing as each twerk rubs them against your glans. Her ass claps as she properly twerks on your dick, your monstrous girth sinking in-between her cheeks and into her snug little hole before popping up again. Her speed makes it feel like her pussy really is jerking you off, doing its best to make you feel good and bust a nut inside it. You reach your limit and grab her hips and force her back, hilting yourself inside her wet kitty. Your cock strains against the opening to her womb as you keep pulling her towards you, trying to shove yourself as deep inside her as you possibly can. You give her no warning before you start fertilizing her. Your cock pulsates as it discharges a stream of virile sperm inside the fertile teen pussy just waiting to be bred. Her womb happily gobbles up your gracious offering, getting steadily filled up with each passing second of your dick sending cum into it non-stop. Taylor cums with whorish moans from being impregnated. You keep a steady grip on her trembling body that would no doubt fall from the earth-shattering orgasms she was having. Her pussy drains your cock of every last drop of cum you have, painting her womb and pussy white, her hole still not being able to hold enough to keep it from dripping out of her due to the sheer quantity of your seed. You turn her head to the side and kiss her, intensifying her orgasm further.

Chapter 5 - Car ride

You spend as much time as you can with your cocksleeves, thankful everyone is off school and work because of summer holidays. You only spend as much time with the rest of your family as is necessary, which you haven’t really had to besides the weekly and bi-weekly close family and extended family dinners, respectively. Unfortunately, your sisters did plan a trip with your mom Kate before you started fucking them. They can’t cancel because it’d be suspicious, they’ve already been going out much less than usual. With how much they were looking forward to it previously, to cancel this too Kate would think they’ve gotten sick or gone insane. So you and Emma decide to tag along with plans of sneaking off somewhere for a quickie here and there. Your sisters are all going, Amelia, Taylor and Hannah. Hannah is younger than you and Amelia, but still just as curvy and sexy. She wears her blonde hair in braids that fit her cute, youthful appearance. She’s wearing a sundress just like the other girls, with the heat being what it is. Your mom, Kate, has similarly tanned skin and long, straight blond hair just like Taylor, but that’s where the similarities end. She looks more mature but is where Amelia and Hannah got their naivete from, as well as being a major ditz. Being six people you end up being too many to fit in one car, so as always you end up being the seat for one of your sisters. Taylor parks her fat ass on your lap on the middle back-seat, next to Amelia and Emma. “All good to go?” Kate asks with a chipper voice, excited to go for another outing with her daughters and happy her son and niece decided to join. Once everyone replies affirmatively she starts the car and takes off. Usually this would be nothing out of the ordinary, having a huge ass on your lap is just something you’ve had to get used to when seats run low. Now that you’ve fucked Taylor, though, it’s a bit harder to keep those thoughts suppressed. Every bump in the road makes her butt press against your crotch in a way that’s impossible to ignore. Quickly you realize Taylor is intentionally grinding on you, rubbing her plump bottom against your dick. “Are you trying to get me hard?” you ask her quietly, thankful of the pop music masking his question from Kate and Hannah. Emma and Amelia meanwhile give you two a knowing look. Taylor looks back and up at you with a sly grin, “Maybe.” You realize you’re gonna get hard fast at this rate, so you take the opportunity to make some quick adjustments. You lift Taylor off of you slightly to undo your zipper and pull down your underwear enough to slip your mostly flaccid cock out. You pull Taylor’s panties to the side then guide her to sit on your lap again in front of you enough for your semi-hard cock to be positioned right behind her pussy. She doesn’t know what you’re doing, but has gotten used to letting you do whatever you want to her, not protesting in the slightest. “If you get me hard, it’s gonna go inside you,” you warn her. Faced with the possibility of your dick going inside her right in front of her mom and Hannah, she pales. She sits straight as an arrow, not wanting to get you hard anymore. Unfortunately for her, your tip is touching her lower lips, turning you on. Slowly you get an erection, you hold your hardening cock to make sure the head presses against her entrance. The narrow entrance doesn’t yield to your tip since you’re not quite hard enough yet. A moment later your cockhead sinks into her tight little pussy, the narrow hole stretching around you. You take hold of her hips and slide her back to slide more of yourself inside her until she’s sitting nice and pretty right on top of your cock. Her warm, quivering cunt feels good and makes you grow faster. As your cock hardens you reach deeper and deeper inside her pussy and stretch her walls out more and more. Quickly you’re at full mast inside her. You relax and enjoy your sister’s vagina as your other sisters, cousin and mom chat with each other, completely unaware of how your cock is distending Taylor’s tummy, though her sundress is somewhat transparent so they could notice if they took a closer look. The car ride is a lot more pleasant with a pussy wrapped around your cock trying to squeeze you to an orgasm. Amelia frequently slips a hand under her dress and strokes the bulge in her stomach, your sister stroking your cock inside your other sister. Taylor struggles to hide the ecstasy of her orgasms. “Wish I was sitting on your fat cock right now, daddy♥” Emma whispers. “I’d be a good cocksleeve and squeeze you real tight to make this trip more fun, but I bet Taylor is already doing a good job with that,” she teases her cousin. It’s only a matter of time before the high quality fuckhole brings you to completion. You don’t say anything to warn her, you just let yourself cum inside her. Your cock throbs and spews out rope after rope of sticky seed into her deepest depths. Taylor tries her best to maintain her composure when she feels you inseminate her. Her tight pussy wrings your cock of every drop of cum you can offer. “Bathroom break?” you suggest. Your family agrees and Kate parks at the next stop she sees. Kate and Hannah get out and head to the bathrooms, while those of you in the backseat linger for a moment. “Swap with someone else,” you tell Taylor as you lift her off of you. As she lifts her fat ass off of you you can see her ass and crotch is covered in semen. She swaps seats with Emma, who happily sits down on your cock, her pussy already soaking wet. Her snug hole welcomes you with exquisite tightness, the soft walls pressing against your length from all sides. “I can tell you were hoping for this,” you tell her. “Of course I was hoping to do what my slutty body was made for, to make my daddy’s cock feel good inside me and drain his cum♥” she replies, degrading herself just as always. The others return and you’re on your way again, this time with a new pussy wrapped around your dick. Emma is more proactive and confident than Taylor, rubbing her ass up against you to stir up her pliable insides. She even gyrates her hips to make your hardness push against her creamy vaginal walls and rub the folds she knows feel like heaven against your sensitive glans. You cum even faster due to her movements. You push her against you to hilt your dick inside her and release another flood of seed inside another breedable pussy. “Everything good back there?” Kate asks, looking at the rearview mirror and at Emma’s orgasming face. “You’ve been a bit quiet since we were at the rest stop.” “Y~mghn~yeah,” Emma forces out. To Taylor and Amelia it’s incredibly obvious she’s cumming, and to the average person it would at least be highly suspicious. Your mom, though, is oblivious to her son being in the process of spraying cum all over her niece’s insides. You grab Emma’s waist and visibly pull her closer to you, the movement jabbing your cockhead against her cervix. “I think she’s just happy to be so close to her dearest cousin again,” you tease. Your cock is still throbbing violently as it fertilizes Emma, who can’t control how much her pussy is delightfully spasming and contracting around your length. Kate smiles, “That’s good to hear, it has been a while since you’ve spent time together, hasn’t it?” You finish knocking up Emma again as everyone chit-chats. You whisper a plan to Amelia and Taylor. Taylor points at something in the distance to distract Kate and Hannah as Emma gets off of you. Your huge cock is completely out in the open, visibly covered in pussy-juice and semen. The air is cold and uncomfortable until Amelia plops herself on your cock, her warm insides sheltering you from the harsh world. She smiles and kicks her feet in joy as she sits with your enormous hard length completely hidden inside her immensely stretched out vagina. Your mom notices you’ve swapped places, “Oh seems like everyone wants a turn,” Kate giggles, not knowing how right she is but for all the wrong reasons. Amelia nods cheerfully in reply, “Of course I want to sit on my brother’s co—” Taylor reacts quicker than you, silencing her with a hand. “We’ve told you they can’t know that he’s inside you,” she whispers. “Of course I want to sit on my brother’s lap,” Amelia replies stiffly, not the slightest bit good at lying. Kate tilts her head in confusion but shrugs it off. The trip continues with no one the wiser. You decide to spice it up a bit and bounce Amelia’s plump butt up and down your cock. You feel your sister’s delicious feminine insides grip your length firmly, her slutty pussy doesn’t want to let you pull out a single inch. Her bare cheeks clap quietly against you, muffled by you wearing pants and drowned out by the music and chatter. You use your sister like a sextoy, lifting her light body up and down your length to jerk yourself off with her tight little pussy. She doesn’t offer a word of complaint at you manhandling her body, in fact she seems to be consciously tightening up just like you’ve taught her. “Good girl,” you praise her, “That’s a good cocksleeve.” You creampie her as well in no time at all, filling her breeding hole with so much of your seed it leaks out onto the car seat. For the rest of the ride and trip you take turns using the three girls for your enjoyment.

Chapter 2 - Emma

You and Amelia are practically inseparable for days. You experiment with each others bodies, finding out how to use her holes to make you feel as good as possible. You lose count of how many times you fill her up with cum. When it’s time to go to sleep she pretends to go to bed in her room but sneaks out so nobody else notices she’s sleeping with you. You’re both nicely tucked in with a blanket over you in the spooning position, your arms wrapped around her tiny waist, her huge ass pressing against your crotch. Down there your hard dick is nicely tucked in her wet pussy, the warm folds making you feel right at home. Once you wake up you fuck a bunch more throughout the day, only taking intermittent breaks. In the middle of Amelia riding you, you hear a knock on the door. She quickly sits on your lap and pulls a blanket over you both while you turn on the TV. “Come in,” you shout. It’s probably just one of your moms again who wants to say hi and then leave. It’s risky, but if you don’t do this your family might get suspicious and think you were doing drugs together or something. Letting them see and think nothing weird was happening is much better. Instead of one of your moms, your same aged cousin Emma opens the door. She’s dressed in a black and pink skirt and t-shirt that hides similarly outrageous curves as Amelia. Her cute face is framed by long, straight silver hair. She enters the room with a skip. “What’re you guys watchin’?” she asks before hopping on the bed next to you, her fat ass jiggling under her skirt. The movement sends ripples through your body and makes Amelia’s breath hitch as she feels her insides get stirred up by your cock. “Haven’t seen you two around in ages, so I was curious, ykno’?” she continues, leaning back and watching the tv show. “Uhh, yeah, we’ve been…” you talk to Emma about the show both to distract her from noticing you and Amelia are committing incest and in hopes that she’ll leave. It’s hard to focus though, since Amelia’s tight little teen pussy feels so amazing wrapped around your cock, even with you not moving at all. Her cunt contracts around you so snugly, even more so than usual. Emma is distracted by the show temporarily, so you take the chance to whisper to Amelia, “You have to stop tightening up your pussy so much, you’re gonna make me cum soon.” It seems that was bad timing as Amelia’s entire body starts trembling, which you know well means she’s cumming. Her pussy wildly spasms around your dick, giving your length a delicious pussy-massage as thanks for making her cum. You quickly cup her mouth with a hand to muffle her moans, thankful you have the tv volume high enough to drown them out somewhat. After cumming she shoots you an apologetic look, “I’m sorry daddy ~mghn~” she talks in-between moans, ”I can’t help it. You know how good your cock makes my pussy, and ~mmf~ I just started feeling even better when Emma came in.” Emma asks Amelia a question, but you’re both too distracted to hear it. She raises her voice and asks it again, making Amelia snap her head to her with a, “Huh?” “I said are you okay Amelia? You seem a little… off,” she asks, leaning towards you. “I’m… fine…” Amelia replies, voice strained. Emma quirks an eyebrow, not buying it. “You’re sweating, why do you even have a blanket on in the middle of summer?” she asks, pulling on it before you have a chance to react. With the blanket gone, Emma can see both of you are naked. She can’t see your cock since all of it is buried inside Amelia, but she can see the suspicious shape going up her stomach and the cum splattered over Amelia in various places. She gapes at the sight, clearly aware of what’s happening. Nobody is sure how to react or what to say, so you just stay like that for a long moment. Until Amelia trembles again, her body quaking with immense pleasure as she cums from your cock. “Whoa…” Emma says as she watches your cocksleeve cum her brains out before her lustful eyes land on you. “If that’s what I think it is… you’re really hung,” she says carefully. “I wanna see how much her pussy is getting stretched by that thing,” she says quickly, excitedly hopping to sit in front of you, “Please let me see,” she begs. You oblige, spreading Amelia’s legs to let her see the spot you’re connected. She leans in close and stares at Amelia’s twitching pussy and the huge cock shoved inside it. “You guys are rawdogging it?” she asks in surprise as she sees all the semen both covering Amelia and dripping out of her snatch. “Yeah. I’ve been using her as a cumdump for a while now. Trying to get her knocked up,” you reply honestly. Amelia covers her face and looks away in embarrassment both at the dirty talk and at having someone stare at her intimate parts so intently. “I wanna see it go in and out of her,” Emma says, her voice more higher pitched and obviously turned on. Again you oblige, wrapping your hands around Amelia’s wasp-thin waist and lifting her up and off your cock before suddenly dropping her, her ass hitting your lap with a meaty slap while your hard cock hits her sensitive cervix like a hammer. Amelia squeals in delight. You repeat this a few times before you hit your limit. “I’m gonna cum inside your fertile pussy now, be a good girl and tighten up for me, take my cum,” you order Amelia. She obediently squeezes her pussy around your dick like you’ve taught her. Amelia furrows her eyebrows in concentration as she tries her hardest to make her warm vaginal walls clench around you to make you feel good and cum. Her unprotected breeding hole milks your cum out right into her waiting womb, exactly where you’re meant to cum. You throb and shoot rope after rope of sticky seed inside her to get her pregnant. Emma bites her lip in need, her fingers going under her skirt and fingering herself at the sight. Immediately once you’ve finished cumming, Emma scooches closer to you. “Please daddy, make me your personal cumdump as well,” she pleads. She doesn’t need to tell you twice. “Take off your clothes,” you tell her while you pull Amelia off your cock entirely, letting her fall to her side on the bed. Emma gets naked and lies on the bed with her legs spread wide. You get on top of her in the missionary position, letting your body hover above her to line up your huge cock with that tiny entrance. Your dick is covered with cum from fucking Amelia. “Whoa, it’s a lot bigger seeing it like this… This is actually my first time so maybe I need to be a little more we—” you interrupt her by shoving your whole cock deep inside your cousin’s little cunt. She gasps and moans from being spread wide open around a fat cock, instantly cumming from the feeling of having her insides stuffed so thoroughly. You enjoy the feeling of being balls deep inside a cumming, tight, virgin pussy raw. The cum that was stuck to your cock ends up mostly painting her pussy-lips white, though some does go inside her. You wonder if that’s enough to get her pregnant. Either way you’re gonna make sure she is. You don’t give her a chance to recover as you start pumping your hips in and out of her at a slow but steady pace, since you don’t want to cum instantly. She whines and moans under you as she orgasms again and again. “F—fuck yeah~” she pants between moans. “Fuck my tight little pussy up with that big fat cock, daddy♥” she purrs. Her dirty talk is so hot it gives you no choice but to speed up your plowing of her vagina. Her massive breasts bounce each time you drive yourself into her wet, narrow tunnel. “Your pussy’s so fucking good, I’m gonna fill you with cum and knock you up real soon if you keep being this tight,” you tell her. Emma looks at where she’s being dicked down, at the massive cock her pink pussy-lips are sticking to so firmly as it goes out of her, and how distended the lower half of her stomach gets when you put it back in. “I’m just your personal cocksleeve daddy, use my holes to feel good and cum♥” Her wet snatch welcomes your every push inside it's warm embrace, silky smooth vaginal folds rubbing your length every inch of the way. Emma shudders and cums again from having so many inches so violently shoved inside her delicate hole. Each thrust you bottom out and tap her sensitive cervix, reaching into her deepest parts and turning her whole pussy into a sheath for your cock. As you thrust, your fingers dig into her meaty asscheeks. “I’m gonna cum inside you raw, fill your womb up with cum,” you tell her as you approach orgasm. “Cum inside my pussy, use me as a cumdump and get me pregnant~♥” she whines. You hilt your dick inside her breeding hole, making sure every last inch is in there firmly and cozying up to her cervix with your tip. A flood of virile seed is launched out of your cock with every pulse. Your cum flows into her unprotected, fertile womb that’s just begging to be impregnated. You paint her baby-making room entirely white and then some, her teen pussy also getting its fair share. She moans in ecstasy as she experiences her first breeding-induced orgasm. You know she won’t be able to settle for anything less after this. You relax in the after-glow of having inseminated your cousin, lying on top of her and just being satisfied having her as your cock-sheath, her nice, feminine insides convulsing around your cock. With your faces so close, you take the opportunity to kiss her, which she reciprocates while her mind is mostly occupied with just having been impregnated.

Chapter 2 - Tied Up (Rapunzel from Tangled)

Elsa gave a polite, rehearsed smile, “Well then, let us commence the meeting,” she said before sitting down on a plush chair, her movements slow and practiced, appropriate for a person of her stature. The bubbly blonde girl next to her on the other hand seemed to not realise she was supposed to follow suit, and only quickly plonked herself down after Elsa had already seated herself. The rest of the room patiently waited for the two leaders before taking their own seats, as was proper. Elsa couldn’t help but to give the much too energetic golden haired girl an exhausted look as she beamed a smile her way. She caught a stern glare from Anna for her troubles, reminding her she has to stay courteous. Elsa scolded herself internally, thinking it was lucky the girl hadn’t seemed to pay any mind to her momentary lapse in control. “So, so?” she asked excitedly, leaning out of her chair and blatantly violating Elsa’s personal space. Elsa had to take a moment to admit that she didn’t mind having the girl so close to her as she was quite the looker. Her extremely lengthy blonde hair was tied up in a thick, dense braid, shiny decorative pins dotting its length tastefully. Her large green eyes perfectly fit her button nose and smooth facial features, her plump lips drawn into a waiting grin. Her curvaceous body was crammed into an elegant tight-fit dress for formal occasions, but with the almost manic grin on her face it seemed at odds with her personality. Elsa sighed and leaned her head on her hand, elbow on the armrest, creating beautiful snowflakes in the air with a showy flourish of her other hand. Rapunzel squealed in delight, peppering her with questions and requests to see more. The way these diplomatic meetings would usually go was the council members of the respective kingdoms would get down to brass tacks while the kings and queens made small talk and got familiar with each other. Right now though, it felt more like Elsa was babysitting, which really wasn’t far off from the truth. The meeting was a way for the two friendly kingdoms to deepen their relationship, but it had been suddenly thrown into the lap of the fledgling heir that was Rapunzel, her parents citing the meeting as a good opportunity to grow up and learn of her responsibilities. Yeah, fat chance, she’s like a kid, Elsa thought as she glanced at the sparkles in Rapunzel’s eyes, enraptured with the magic tricks she was showing. Elsa was fairly sure she’d been through this whole ordeal before with her oldest child. A kid discovering her mom has magic powers without even fully knowing what that meant, wanting nothing more than to see some pretty lights. Elsa found her eyes drifting to the generous cleavage on display thanks to the tight and low bustline of the blonde’s dress. She had to admit there was a seductive quality about the girl despite her cheerful and airheaded nature. To her right, Anna cleared her throat and gave Elsa a meaningful gesture. Elsa chuckled awkwardly, “Please, your highness Rapunzel, excuse me for a moment,” she said with a small bow from her seated position. Rapunzel pouted for a moment before sighing, “Okay, but you need to show me some more magic after you’re done.” Elsa nodded, “Of course.” She got up and stood behind Anna, absentmindedly touching the swollen stomach Anna was nourishing. Anna looked back at her wife with a loving smile before gesturing for her to lean in closer. “She’s cute, isn’t she?” Anna asked with a conniving smirk. Elsa quirked an eyebrow, hearing the suggestive tone her wife was using, “Perhaps, why?” Anna’s voice turned into a whisper, “I’m getting all hot and bothered thinking about you turning a princess like her into your cocksleeve,” she said hungrily, biting her lip. Elsa had been containing her urges up to this point, but hearing her exact thoughts uttered aloud by her sister made her cock twitch with need. She thought about the possibility of offending the girl’s parents by taking a princess into her harem, or at least the rational part of her did, her cock had other things to say about it. In the end, what could a futa do but to follow her instincts? There was just something titillating about the idea of having a real princess slobber over her dick. She prepared herself mentally and sasheyed to her seat, her signature blue dress going in hypnotic waves as she did. When she sat down, her demeanor wasn’t that of a well-spoken queen, but that of a predator seizing up her prey. Rapunzel might not have consciously taken note of the change, but her posture got ever so slightly defensive as Elsa leaned towards her with a seductive curve of her lips. “I think we should get to know each other better,” Elsa purred as she leaned forward on a hand. “Hm? Oh, well, isn’t that what this whole meeting is for?” Rapunzel stumbled out, uncharacteristically nervous. “It is,” Elsa confirmed. “Can I touch your hair? It’s so beautiful,” Elsa asked, gesturing for it. Rapunzel nodded quickly, happy to receive such a normal request, “Of course.” Elsa took the mass of golden strands and caressed it gently, eyes widening in surprise at the softness of the luscious fiber. She feigned amazement well after that, keeping an eye on Rapunzel’s body language. Elsa’s plan was simple: let her pheromones do the work. Since impregnating Mia, the girl had told Elsa that there was yet another aspect of her powers she was unaware of in addition to the ice magic and stimulating cum. When Elsa got horny and tried to engage in sex, Mia realised she would get way hornier than was normal, and would smell a whift of a manly musk that was similarly out of the norm. They realised Elsa had been subconsciously using her pheromones on Anna for years, and that’s why the two went at it like rabbits. Anna was so used to it that it didn’t even register for her. It would be the first time she tried to actively use them on a person other than those two, so she could only pray and hope that it worked. After a short while, Rapunzel’s eyes began darting around the room as her cheeks flushed, letting Elsa know she was ripe for the picking. Elsa dropped the pretenses of stroking her braided hair and leaned into the princess’s ear. Elsa gently took Rapunzel’s hand and moved it towards her engorged member, “Ever since I saw you, I couldn’t help but think about how sweet those lips of yours would be around my cock,” she whispered sensually. Rapunzel’s eyes widened as she felt the hardness that remained obscured by Elsa’s flowing dress. She couldn’t help but bite her lip as she gave it a light squeeze to appreciate its ludicrous size, though she quickly caught herself, clearing her throat and yanking away her hand quickly. “I-Excuse me, I don’t know what came over me…” Rapunzel sputtered, eyes glued on where she knew Elsa’s hard shaft was. Eventually her eyes started to dart around the room to see if anyone had seen her unseemly display, but luckily the rest of the room was too absorbed in their respective discussions to take notice. “Don’t worry,” Elsa breathed sultrily. She brought a hand underneath her dress and brought her futa dick between her legs, hiking up her skirt until part of her length was uncovered, obscured from any potential onlooker’s view by the table. “Why don’t you make that fantasy of mine a reality?” Elsa spoke with a suggestive and slow voice, low enough to not be heard through the room’s chatter. Anna leaned to her side, moving her chair slightly to get a better view, eager to see the proceedings. Rapunzel had never seen a real penis before, but she was fairly sure what Elsa possessed was something of a monster, a thought that made her breathing accelerate in excitement. She wondered for a moment if she should do this in the middle of a diplomatic meeting, before realising she really wanted to, so that meant it was okay. She went under the table, which attracted a few looks for a moment before being quickly forgotten, and crawled up to Elsa’s crotch, giggling quietly in perverse excitement as she saw the log of a dick peek out from under her skirt, a bead of precum on her swollen tip. Two delicate hands peeled back Elsa’s dress before wrapping themselves around her fat girth, experimentally tugging it back and forth in a slow and clumsy manner. Elsa looked down at Rapunzel’s lust-filled eyes with a sense of satisfaction, her inexperience clear as day. “Aaaah,” Rapunzel hummed as she moved her open jaw towards the waiting cock before her, soon chomping down with her plump lips, wrapping them around the ample tip. She felt her lips go taut around the circumference of the turgid member as she playfully flicked the sensitive glans with her slick, soft tongue, collecting the speck of precum and feeling surprised at its strangely sweet taste. Rapunzel loved the manly scent coming from such a prime specimen of a dick, being able to appreciate it better with her nose so close to it. She wanted more though, so she pushed her head forward and let her mouth swallow more of her length, enveloping the hard dickmeat in her soft, wet mouth. She kept going even as it started filling her narrow throat, until she felt her gag reflex kick in, forcing her to stop devouring the turgid meat. Elsa kept a close eye on Rapunzel’s progress and limit, patting her head reassuringly, “Just do what you can.” Rapunzel nodded excitedly, eager to please Elsa as much as she could. Elsa was surprised at how well her pheromones worked, perhaps a bit too well. For now she decided to just enjoy the innocent virgin’s sloppy blowjob, bobbing her facehole along the fat cock, covering it in saliva and enveloping it in soft mouth flesh. Elsa didn’t get to feel much of her convulsing throat unfortunately, but what she got she treasured immensely. With that said, the innocent charm of such a clumsy blowjob had run its course, and now she felt more like using her mouth as a cocksleeve, but she knew someone as inexperienced as her wouldn’t be able to take her length. So Elsa decided to use another hole instead, one she could abuse to her heart’s content. She let Rapunzel work on her cock while she pulled back her dress more, raising more than a few eyebrows her way. Without regard for Rapunzel, she pushed her chair back, the uncapped wooden legs making a terrible screech against the hard stone floor, redirecting the focus of the entire room towards her. Her wettened cock slipped out of Rapunzel’s mouth with a plop, and she patted her lap to signal for Rapunzel to hop on her bone. Rapunzel either didn’t notice or didn’t care about the eyes on her as she hastily stripped herself completely nude like the cock-crazed slut she had become. Elsa held her massive cock in front of her at an angle so that Rapunzel could penetrate herself. Trembling in excitement, Rapunzel got in front of the breeding rod and turned around, poising it towards her narrow entrance with a delicate hand. She looked down and truly appreciated how thick it looked pressing up against such a tiny hole, and she shivered in anticipation for being so thoroughly filled. Rapunzel’s countrymen and advisors looked on in abject horror as they saw the debauchery that was going on before them, while Elsa’s people tried to shake them out of it, not giving much thought to the situation besides “Elsa’s at it again.” The blonde haired princess turned slut promptly lowered her fat ass onto the towering pillar of manhood, her tight virgin pussy being forced open well past what it could take, vaginal walls coiling around the fat cock and squeezing it with glee. It was a tight fit, but it was made possible due to how sodden her pussy was and how she had already lubricated the fat cock. Rapunzel squealed in joy and surprise as she felt a hardness invade her narrow hole for the first time, “So big - ngh - I didn’t know cock could - ah~ - feel this good♥” she moaned as she slowly speared herself on the enormous member, her hips jerking from side to side as she felt her pussy stretch wide to accommodate its girth. Her legs began to tremble as she couldn’t process the feeling of being turned into a cocksleeve, eventually turning limp and causing her to plummet down into Elsa’s lap, the groaning futa catching her easily. The newly abused pussy came, hard. Each and every soft pussy fold spasmed in ecstasy around Elsa’s hardness, squeezing and rippling to milk its seed. Elsa could practically feel her cock being tugged back and forth inside the fuckhole, its eagerness to taste her cum apparent. With the quick plummet down her length, Rapunzel’s cervix was forcibly opened to make room for Elsa’s hardness, the last few inches turning her delicate womb into a sweet little cocksleeve. Her pussy was forcibly molded to Elsa’s shape, its succulent tightness forcing Elsa to groan in pleasure. “Damn girl, you’ve had a pussy like this and haven’t let anyone else use it? What a shame. Well, I’ll make sure to put your womb to work,” Elsa grinned, shifting her new cocksleeve in her lap to get a little bit more cock inside her, Rapunzel’s limp form leaning back against her. Rapunzel couldn’t do much to respond, her mind had been short circuited by the influx of new sensations, causing her eyes to roll back and her tongue to flop out, dangling uselessly as she was utterly turned into a cocksleeve. Elsa moved the princess’s hair out of the way to get a good view of her stretched pussylips, the pink folds looking like they were about to burst from inserting such a fat cock inside a tiny, virgin pussy. The people in charge of Rapunzel’s safety had only been able to gape in silent shock at what was happening before them, but after a while of the two merely sitting there, they gathered up the courage to protest. A flurry of accusations and stern words were thrown her way, yet none of them lifted a finger to actually do anything, the possibility of the action being consensual making the risk too great for them. Elsa’s people meanwhile were trying to calm them down, not quite sure why they were making such a fuss about some dick in pussy action. Elsa made a gesture for them to quiet down, which they obediently did. “Thank you… Now I’m sure you’re all understandably worried, but please don’t be, we’re just furthering our diplomatic relations in our own way,” Elsa rebuffed their complaints with a polite smile. “This is how we do things here, and she seems to enjoy it, so everything is fine, is it not?” None of them thought the explanation was satisfactory, but what could they do but nod their heads and silently do their job? If their princess consented, which she seemed to do, then there was nothing they could nor should do about it, no matter how improper they thought it was. Rapunzel was utterly cock-broken by the womb-wrecker that Elsa possessed, even just sitting still on it she was a blubbering mess. Her hourglass figure had a clear outline of Elsa’s cock visible through her stomach, throbbing occasionally at the delicious feeling of a womb and pussy doing their best to milk her. Rapunzel’s pussy muscles were working overtime, clenching and unclenching to stimulate their invader, overjoyed at having a purpose and a good hard cock to milk. Elsa hummed as she groped Rapunzel’s shapely ass cheeks, enjoying a new woman’s body to the fullest. Anna meanwhile couldn’t stop herself from slipping a hand between her thighs and getting off to the spectacle before her. Elsa’s grip on Rapunzel’s fat ass allowed her to rock the slut back and forth on her cock, forcing her tip into the pliable and oh so delicate womb, the divinely soft flesh squishing and bending around her hardness and driving intense jolts of pleasure to Rapunzel’s brain. Her arms swayed back and forth droopily as she was used as a fucktoy, long forgetting any sense of self, only being able to focus on the massive cock buried deep inside her. Elsa was steadily milked by the rippling cunt as she dug into and stirred up her womb, greatly enjoying the baby factory as she hadn’t been able to taste one in a while with her cocksleeves being pregnant. She was planning to make full use of this opportunity, gyrating her hips and moving Rapunzel in circles, kneading into that sweet baby making factory. Elsa didn’t bother holding back her orgasm, she knew by this point she’d made the princess hers and that she’d be able to use her however she pleased. And so her cock was lulled into an orgasm steadily by the milking of her fuckdoll’s warm cunt, throbbing as it unloaded its seed directly inside the fertile grove. It responded with wringing it tightly, attempting to greedily force out every last drop of the virile liquid. Rapunzel’s body knocked herself up on auto-pilot while she was still cumming from being sleeved, the hungry pussy working its muscles to ensure she would be fully fertilised. Letting nature take its course, Elsa leaned back and felt content as her cock was thoroughly drained inside the fertile breeding hole, each pulse shooting out torrents of baby batter before promptly being swallowed up by the needy uterus. Eventually, though, the volume was too much for the plugged up hole, the soft and elastic walls already expanded to their limit with Elsa’s cock, being unable to contain such an absurd amount of cum. So the fertilising liquid flowed out of the pussy lips stretched taut around her fat futa dick and down her testicles, rivulets running down her legs. She didn’t mind though, the feeling of letting out a load inside a fresh hot womb was intoxicating. Rapunzel was still overwhelmed by the feeling of being bred, but she had enough presence of mind to feel a rush with the influx of semen. She felt the tide of semen flood her womb, inseminating her at the same time as she felt a flood of comfortable emotions flow into her head from nowhere. They soothed her, telling her she’d be fine to get knocked up and let herself be filled with cum. Still that didn’t stop her from letting out whorish moans as she felt things she’d never come close to before from just masturbating, fulfilling her duty as a woman for the first time. Anna had long since abandoned caring about appearances, fingering herself clear as day and already having achieved a few orgasms. The meeting-goers ignored their hijinks, but not without Rapunzel’s charges sending Elsa biting glares periodically. I’ve been too kind to this unused womb, I need to properly break it in, Elsa thought with a smirk as she got up with her cock still firmly lodged inside Rapunzel’s depths. She held the cock-broken fucktoy by her flared hips as she leaned her against the table, gently placing her upper body on the hardwood table and leaving her sizable derriere hanging off the edge. She started with a bit of gentle see-sawing in and out of the cum-filled womb, forcing some of the virile liquid out with wet squelches. The baby chamber and breeding tunnel desperately clung to the massive fertilization rod, pussy folds tightening and clamping down on it in desperate pleas to be fucked. The room was filled with grimaces and frowns as they heard the noise of a hard futa cock delving into a princess’s unused cunt, or at least by those that were unused to Elsa’s antics. Everyone in Arendelle knew how things went with a horny futa in charge. “Is this how they treat foreign royalty here?” “Despicable.” Murmurs of discontent made it clear what they thought, but Elsa knew she would be fine if she made Rapunzel her devoted cocksleeve. So she set out to do just that, and began pounding the girl’s fat ass for real, delivering womb-breaking thrusts into the delicate cavern. Pulling out just enough to feel her cervix’s squishy ring surround her tip before smashing in again, turning her uterus into a flesh condom made to wrap around her cock to make her feel good. Smacks resounded as Elsa’s pelvis hit the pillowy asscheeks with enough force to make Rapunzel howl in pleasure, having her frail sperm dumpster utterly stirred up by the hardness of a bitch-breaking cock. Two firm hands on Rapunzel’s wide hips gave her the leverage she needed to properly smash the baby chamber with her fat cock, kissing the end of the breeding room every time. She was extremely tight, the velvety cunt clenching to prevent its invader from leaving it empty, but Elsa still plunged into that tightness with ease, grunting as she had her cock massaged by the pussy and womb combo. Elsa slapped the jiggling booty before her, “Fuck me, princess pussy is something else,” she groaned. “You’ve been so desperate for a big dick, I can tell. I fit so perfectly inside your snug cunt, as if you’ve just been waiting for me to fill you up, hng~” She tried to keep up the steady pounding, but the pussy muscles were just so damn good at milking her, forcing her to hilt herself with a groan as she had another orgasm squeezed out of her. “Mmm~ keep draining my balls sweetie, just like that,” Elsa hummed as her cock throbbed violently inside the narrow tunnel, ejecting thick ropes of cum inside the already too filled breeding grounds. Rapunzel’s form was a twitching mess as she was turned into a cumdump for Elsa, her womb instinctively taking the seed with enthusiasm, milking out every last drop of sperm. With the new load, another deluge of cum flowed out of her jam-packed cunt, gathering in a pool next to Rapunzel’s spasming legs. The meeting wasn’t over, but Elsa was already making plans to leave it, having deepened the two kingdoms’ relationship much further than she had anticipated. Anna shuffled to her side on unsteady legs, having just gotten another orgasm, and whispered something in her ear. Elsa got a wide grin and got to work immediately. She began undoing Rapunzel’s braids while she was still depositing her seed inside the princess’ pussy. “Hey! What are you doing? That braid takes hours to make!” Elsa scoffed, “She won’t be needing it when she’s with me.” Anna helped until Rapunzel’s impossibly long hair was sprawled all over the table and floor. Elsa hoisted up the barely conscious cocksleeve, holding her so that her generous rear was flush with her pelvis and ensuring her entire shaft was buried in her pussy. Anna called for a few servants and got to work tying Rapunzel’s hair around Elsa and Rapunzel’s limbs in tight knots. The two were bound together by a sort of harness made out of Rapunzel’s hair, giving Elsa full range of movement while Rapunzel was restrained into having her womb entirely filled with futa cock. Rapunzel’s knees were bent and behind her to be out of Elsa’s way, letting her walk out of the room unobstructed. With every step, Elsa’s girthy rod shifted in the narrow, squirming fuckhole, producing lewd sounds from the wet, sperm-slicked channel. Anna trailed after, looking at Elsa and her newfound cocksleeve with hungry eyes. The vast and mostly empty castle halls were filled with squelches as a writhing princess was utterly sleeved, pleasant hums coming from the girl who had forced her into such a state. Elsa was pleased that each step she would feel a tight pussy tighten up further and that her baby chamber would smother her cockhead in velvety love. It feels so cozy to be snuggled up inside a womb for so long, Elsa thought to herself as the stimulation rewarded her with another orgasm. She bounced Rapunzel’s limp form slightly, making sure she had her entire shaft firmly lodged inside the writhing pussy flesh, then let her cock throb, releasing its load inside the cramped hole yet again as she walked. The trio entered the dining hall earlier than planned, Anna calling for servants to expedite the process of gathering the family and preparing their meals. They took a seat on the long dining table fit for royalty, the room feeling empty despite its size, a vast hall of smooth stone dotted by exquisite paintings of past kings and queens. While they waited, Elsa made out with Anna as she enjoyed Rapunzel’s warm womb. It didn’t take her long to be brought near orgasm once more. Elsa pulled away from her wife, “Gonna cum, want a load?” Anna nodded rapidly, “Absolutely, I’ve been waiting to get that cum-covered cock♥” she cooed before quickly undoing a few key hair knots to allow Elsa to drag the dazed cockslut off her length. Rapunzel was placed on the next chair over, body still limp from the experience of being turned into a fuckpuppet. Anna quickly jumped on her sister’s fat futa cock, or as much as she could jump with her slightly swollen belly encumbering her. Anna wrapped her arms around her wife, leaning in closer and letting her pregnant belly press against Elsa’s stomach. She was careful not to let her entire length inside her, but Elsa was not as careful, jutting her hips upwards and jamming her tip into Anna’s cervix, though without penetrating it. Anna yelped but her surprise didn’t last long as she felt a flood of warmth enter her pussy, slowly taking her away to a better place. Anna’s impregnated pussy was still damn good at milking out Elsa’s cum, coiling around it and forcing out every drop. Once Elsa had filled up her sister properly, she hoisted her off her cock and plonked her back on her seat, noticeably more droopy and caressing her child bearing stomach. Elsa took hold of Rapunzel to get her sleeve again, before noticing the girl was coming to her senses somewhat. Elsa patted her lap, encouraging Rapunzel to sit on her cock, “I’ll fill you up while we eat, come on.” Rapunzel nodded and got up on shaky legs, getting into position above Elsa’s breeding rod once more. Elsa helped her descent down her pillar of dickmeat, spearing her slowly and steadily. The blonde princess whined and moaned but tried her best to keep her wits about her, wanting to be conscious enough to eat at least a bit. Even as her womb was once more made into nothing more than a flesh condom for Elsa’s monstrous log, she stayed aware of her surroundings. “Mmm~♥” Rapunzel squealed in joy as she got into position, rolling her hips to get all of Elsa’s hardness stuffed inside of her. She leaned back into Elsa, making the bulge going up her belly more prominent. She patted the hardness through her stomach, feeling her womb and vaginal walls press against Elsa’s cock with the slightest touch, forcing her to let out a whorish moan. “Being so filled with cock feels sooo good~” Rapunzel purred. Elsa was about to respond before she heard a familiar squeal and some footsteps through the closed doors. A wave to some servants let them know to bring some oversized blankets, which Elsa wrapped around herself and her cocksleeve as well as the dazed form of her wife. Two nannies stepped inside the dining hall, cradling children of various ages, one just a few months old and the other at most three. Mia walked next to them, carrying a child that was in between the others in age, while she simultaneously carried a child in her stomach. Rapunzel didn’t care how she looked grinding her hips into Elsa’s lap, trying to crush her own womb with the hardness of a fat futa dick. The curving of her spine and wriggling of her hips was clear as day to the people preparing the table and the ones taking a seat, even with the blanket covering her form. Elsa said hello to her children with some playful nuzzling and tickling, and to Mia with a smooch and an ass grab. “Now this is a fun surprise, who could this be?” Mia asked as she took a seat to Elsa’s right, battling the toddler in her arms to stop reaching for the food on the table instantly. “Rapunzel~” Rapunzel replied in between heady moans of crushing her womb, slightly slurred due to how much the cock was getting to her. The small but growing family engaged in idle small talk as they ate, involving Rapunzel whenever they could, though the girl was too busy stretching out her pussy and womb while also trying to get some food in her. Elsa let the cumslut milk her a few more times during the meal, slowly reducing Rapunzel into a blubbering mess as her womb was bloated to ridiculous proportions. When the meal was finished, Rapunzel was strapped into position once more, Elsa heading off to do her duties while her wives took care of the children. Rapunzel’s stomach sloshed audibly with every step, her cum bloated womb not able to do much more than barely hold on to the impossibly huge quantity of seed packed inside it. Elsa hummed happily, “It’s so nice to have a womb to fill up properly. I’m gonna keep you around for a while, okay?” she asked cheerfully to the limp woman. The force of gravity pushing her womb onto the hardness of Elsa’s tip, once more robbing her of full consciousness, delirious due to the pleasure. Rapunzel wasn’t only delirious from having a cock jammed against her womb constantly, but due to Elsa’s cum. Being so filled by it for an extended period of time did things to her brain, making everything seem like it was made of clouds and she was just a passenger on a ride to heaven. Which she was in a sense. Elsa sat herself down on her office chair with a sigh, balancing the cocksleeve in her lap to make sure she would stay where she should be. She signed what needed to be signed, going about the daily motions of the most boring part of her job. Then came small meetings with various merchants and nobles, the last and most exhausting part. It wasn’t unusual for Elsa to have one of her wives service her during any time of the day, so they didn’t bat an eye upon seeing a girl tied to her with her own hair sporting a stomach that looked several months pregnant. “Ah, hold that thought,” Elsa said to the noble making her case about a small land dispute. She rocked the cocksleeve in her lap slightly, “Tighten up, time for you to milk me some more.” Rapunzel had gotten accustomed to being used as a cock-milking sleeve, so she obediently clenched her cum-drenched breeding hole around Elsa’s girth. Despite how out there Rapunzel was mentally, she had been instilled to clench down on Elsa like a good fucktoy. The soothing squeeze of a warm pussy made Elsa’s throbbing length deposit another load inside its new home. The noblewoman patiently waited as she saw Elsa’s pulsating balls pump more sperm into the slit she was buried in. Of course, with Rapunzel’s insides being completely full, it simply forced out the old sperm, dripping out through the stretched pussy lips and onto her chair. Naturally, the noblewoman would give an arm and a leg to be in the girl’s position, just imagining her stomach so filled with cock and cum made her lightheaded. Elsa finished her orgasm and continued the meeting as if nothing happened, going through her business as usual until it was all wrapped up. She had run late into the evening, the diplomatic meeting having forced her to shoot up the rest of her schedule. She huffed and hoisted the cum-bloated cocksleeve up, taking her to her quarters. As she walked, she noticed Rapunzel’s pussy stuck to her like glue, always squeezing in just the right way. It seemed the used sleeve had been molded into a shape perfect for Elsa’s cock, probably ruining her for any other less hung man or futa. By this point she couldn’t even be called slightly conscious, long since having passed out due to the pleasure of having her eggs constantly soaked in seed, bred ad nauseum. Anna and Mia were fast asleep by the time she got there, so she quietly prepared herself and her cocksleeve for bed, careful not to wake her wives up. She undid the hair harness as there was no need for it during the night. Elsa laid Rapunzel flat on her swollen stomach, pressing her pelvis against her fat ass and making sure her entire length was buried inside the fertile hole. As she laid down on the bed on top of Rapunzel, the pressure against her bloated stomach caused a stream of cum to escape her snatch and drip onto the bed sheet. Elsa sighed in contentment as she properly stretched out the princess’ womb. During the course of the night she was continuously milked. —— The futa queen spent several days inside Rapunzel’s precious uterus, using the fertile valley to get herself off. Though she wasn’t able to spend every moment inside there, since Rapunzel actually needed to be aware for some stuff. Like bathing. The two sat in a carved out recess in the smooth travertine floor, warm water reaching up to their breasts. They sat facing each other, Elsa’s legs flat against the floor while Rapunzel sat in between them, her feet to Elsa’s sides. Rapunzel hummed a beautiful tune in her melodic voice as she cleaned her hair while Elsa slowly pistoned out of her cunt. It was quite the task to maintain her hair, so while she was in the middle of that process, Elsa wasn’t allowed to wreck her womb, lest it never get done. Elsa was a good girl and didn’t even smash her cervix, simply stopping slightly before it so as to not make the poor girl lose concentration and moan. Rapunzel’s swollen stomach had been emptied of most of the seed filling it so that the two could actually get clean, clearing her mind for the first time in what felt like ages. The bubbly princess clapped her hands, “Done! Please fill my womb with your cum again~♥” she proclaimed proudly, excited to have the void inside her filled. Elsa grinned and slammed forward into the waiting pussy, jamming her cockhead into the squishy cervix, forcing a whorish moan from Rapunzel. Elsa furrowed her brows and pulled out before once more smashing into her cervix. Now she was confused. She ground into her womb’s entrance, asking for entry. “I can’t get in for some reason…” Elsa said before realisation struck her. She sighed, disappointed at herself for not realising it sooner. “It’s because you’re pregnant,” Elsa explained to the patiently waiting princess. Rapunzel tilted her head to her side, “Sooo… does that mean you can’t fuck my womb more?” Elsa shook her head sadly, “Afraid not.” Rapunzel’s head drooped but Elsa didn’t allow her to stay sad for long as she began wildly thrusting forwards into her tight cunt, beating her cervix like a battering ram. “Doesn’t mean I can’t make you squeal though,” Elsa grinned as she proved her point repeatedly.

Chapter 1 - Out in the town

Based on this art commission: https://twitter.com/aka6art/status/1227636273977995264?s=21 Celty Sturluson wasn’t overtly a slut, but as often is the case with futas, she has quite the libido when compared to ‘normal’ people. Those who knew her as a dullahan were almost surprised to see she was like any other gal with a cock, that is, equal parts eager to bury it inside someone, and have herself stuffed to the brim. This need was why she was whistling through the nearly deserted streets, the shadows of the night licking her dark, slick motorcycle, illuminated only when she occasionally whizzed by a streetlight. Her pitch black biker jumpsuit hugged her generous curves as she hunched over her sleek bike, her yellow and blue biker’s helmet sticking out like a sore thumb, not to mention their cat-eared tips. She arrived at what could be considered the red light district, though it was certainly not just red. A myriad of neon lights and signs colored the street in every color imaginable, a sensory overload for anyone not used to it. When asked, Celty would say she’d only passed by this area of town before, but she carried herself in a way that made it clear the two weren’t strangers. Normal etiquette for a motorcyclist would be to remove the helmet when dismounting, but seeing as she didn’t have a head under it, the only thing that would accomplish is freak people out. She flipped down the kickstand, parking her bike at the edge of the district in an alley right next to a concrete wall. The alley was as clean as you could expect an alley to be, trash littered here and there, advertisements and posters plastered on the walls. Celty was just grateful there was no smell of piss. She sat straight as she scoped out the drunkards stumbling from one bar to another and the whores that tried to seduce them into giving them a ‘visit’. She was considering whether she was in the mood to ram some floozy or be on the receiving end of a ramming. Her musing was interrupted by a whistle, however. Whipping her head around, she spotted the whistle’s source of a large man walking towards her, a cocky smile on his face. The man was at least 6’4 and wore a slightly ragged white wifebeater, which contrasted with his otherwise cleanly looking appearance and expensive looking jeans. He had a shaved face with a one or two day stubble decorating his chiseled jawline, with a face that looked fittingly rugged paired with his well built figure. “I’d heard rumors of the Black Rider hanging around these parts, but I never believed it was true,” he said confidently as he strutted up towards Celty. His eyes darted around her body, a lustful glint in his eyes, “I’m not sure what to think anymore, because clearly the rumors of your appearance don’t do you justice.” The man stopped just before Celty’s bike, his hand on his chin as he appraised her, eyes narrowing at the outline of her cock through her black suit. “You being here can only mean one thing, you’re looking for a man to show you a good time. Why don’t you let me show you what a real cock can do?” he asked with a smirk. Celty wasn’t impressed. From her point of view, this guy was all talk so far. That’s why she stood up and faced the man, as much as she could face him with her smaller stature, having to crane her neck somewhat. He had the physique and looks to back up his confidence, but she didn’t know any man that could talk that way about her member, with it clocking in at a tremendous 18" when erect, with a full 5" girth. She pulled out her phone and expertly tapped her gloved fingers on it before showing it to the man. He quirked an eyebrow at this, “I’ll let you try to convince me you’re worth my time,” he read out loud with a small smile on his face. His grin got even wider, “Of course.” The rugged man firmly planted his muscled hands on Celty’s child bearing hips and gently spun her around, bringing her sizable ass flush with his pelvis. Celty idly held the man’s large arms as they explored her body, following the alluring curve of her hips into her slim waist, resting on her mountainous breasts. One hand squeezed the pillowy orb playfully while the other assumed a downward journey, caressing her inner thigh shortly before jumping to the other thigh, finding a suspicious bulge straining against the black leather. Celty couldn’t help it as she grew harder under the groping of the muscular man, inadvertently rubbing her thighs together with need, pressing the hand against her rapidly engorging member, something the man picked up on and obliged her in stroking it gently. The well endowed dullahan felt a hardness press against her lower back, but was unable to estimate his size in this position. Celty had to admit he wasn’t too shabby, but he still seemed like the type that blew smoke out their ass, so she once more tapped into her phone and showed it to the man. “Alright, show me the goods already mister smooth talker,” the man read with a chuckle. “Name’s Mike, and sure,” he replied. Celty heard the sound of his belt buckle rustling shortly before she felt something rub against her loins. Looking down, she saw Mike’s gargantuan log of a member sandwiched between her thighs. Celty’s breath hitched. Growing as it was, it was still a world’s difference to hers when it came to size, and it looked much more intimidating as a result. Her eyes followed the monstrous veins that webbed across its length, as she felt her need spike through the roof. She needed that thing inside her. At the same time, she felt nervous, wondering how she would be able to fit such a thing inside of her. The biggest she’d taken was cocks roughly her own size. She wondered how the man was even able to walk around with such a thing, much less hide it. Mike began to thrust himself between Celty’s thighs with a small smile on his face, the log of a cock rubbing against her swollen girldick through her bikersuit. He noted the accelerated breathing and fidgeting that usually accompanied the revelation of his hunk of man meat, not to mention how she was getting well ‘acquainted’ with it. Celty looked around quickly for any prospective voyeurs, now happy that she decided to stop in a rather out of the way alley rather than one that would net her some onlookers, for she knew where this was going. She couldn’t take the teasing, not now when this beast of a dick had reached its full size and she knew it was a full foot longer than hers, sporting twice the girth. Without a word, she pulled away from Mike and zipped down her skintight biker suit to just below her breasts, letting the two mountainous pillows of flesh free, their gravity defying size causing them to jiggle and wobble enticingly as they were freed from their restraints. The end of Mike’s humongous rod was only inches away from her, so she gently wrapped her gloved fingers around it, unable to make the tips of her fingers meet due to its outrageous girth. She stepped closer to Mike as she brought his dick to an almost standing position, then she nestled it in between her pillowy breasts, using her hands to push the two mounds against the hard mass, completely enveloping it in their immense softness. Mike let out a satisfied sigh at this, as the moment he saw those puppies he knew he had to see what they could do. Celty slowly squatted down while making sure to squish her immense bosom against the monster it cradling, her delicate skin massaging its length, pulling back the foreskin, before standing up again, practically jerking it off with her massive tits. Rivulets of precum escaped the cockhead’s opening, slowly coating the two orbs that were pleasuring it. Celty was getting into it more and more, using her body’s full range of motion to bring her generous assets all along his length, the wet sound of flesh rubbing against flesh soon emerging as her chest was covered in more and more lubrication. She was squatting down so far that her helmet was subjected to the same treatment, the moistened cockhead rubbing against her helmet’s visor. Before long, Celty decided she had prepared him enough, besides, she was way too turned on to wait any longer, evidenced by the hardness snaking down her pants. She halted her titjob and adjusted her suit due to her cock almost hurting from straining against its tightness. The stomach area of her close-fitting biker suit was stretched taut around her enormous hunk of girlmeat, a few inches peeking out from the exposed area of her suit, throbbing with need. That taken care of, she got into position bending over her bike, zipping down her suit further to reveal her fat cock and puckered asshole. Just like her curvy body, her girldick rested against her bike, her entire body trembling in a mix of excitement and anxiousness. Mike brought his log of a tool on top of Celty’s ass, nestling it between the two perfect cheeks with a firm grip, causing Celty to jump slightly when she felt the enormous weight settle on her back, once more beginning to second guess if she could take such a thing. The manly hands squeezed Celty’s derriere, the skintight suit doing little to hide the fluffy flesh from the male grip. Being groped by such brutish hands only caused her need to grow further. “Don’t worry, I’ll start slow,” Mike reassured her. Mike retracted his virile hunk of man meat and poised it against her cute little asshole. He traced the ring with his cockhead, not that he particularly needed to as the tunnel’s opening was eclipsed by his tip already, nevertheless he coated it in a layer of well needed lubrication. Celty’s gloved hands firmly gripped her motorcycle in anticipation, though she was experienced enough to relax her anus to allow his entrance. After what felt like an eternity, Mike pushed himself against the narrow opening, probing for entrance. Celty’s breath hitched as his gargantuan girth attempted to invade her, her experienced asshole soon relenting against the onslaught and enveloping his tip. Celty trembled violently as she felt her sphincter stretch the farthest it ever had, the mass of nerve endings sending bolts of pleasure to her brain. Mike grunted in satisfaction as he felt the immense tightness of the anal ring, the sight of it stretching to its limits to accommodate him highly gratifying. With his hands on Celty’s wide hips, Mike inched his way inside the needy hole, which showed no sign of discomfort at his invasion, in fact it seemed almost eager as it practically slurped up his cockmeat. Stopping a few inches in, he began to pull out, the tight ring hugging him closely, kissing every vein like a sensual lover. He brought himself nearly entirely out of the anal tunnel before entering it once more just as slowly. Like this, he sawed in and out of Celty’s ass to get her ready for the real fucking, humming quietly in anticipation. Celty was blissfully unaware of Mike’s train of thought, as she was already completely absorbed in the experience of having a fat cock shoved inside her, close to her limit merely from the monstrous girth he possessed. Soon, as Mike got more confident that Celty wouldn’t break, he began to speed up, though he never even got close to hilting himself. Firm, but shallow thrusts, the quick motion caused Celty’s fat girldick to swing like a pendulum back and forth, her own erection battling with gravity and the beating her behind was taking. Enough was enough, he decided. His instincts were screaming at him to fully bury himself inside the woman he was preparing, and he could not deny them any longer. Ever so slowly, he brought himself forward, carving his shape into her asshole by force as she was spread wide open in a way she had never been before. Celty froze as she realised he wasn’t stopping at the point he had before, and her mind went blank as her insides strained to accommodate him. Mike’s pelvis met her plump rear with little pomp, the cushiony flesh merely a small barrier for him to insert the final bit of iron-hard ass-fucking meat. Packed full of cockmeat, Celty was unable to do anything but twitch erratically as her pleasure overwhelmed her, girlcock throbbing violently in exaltation. Mike picked up a leisurely pace of ravaging the girl’s anal walls with a simple but effective back and forth of his hips, enjoying the tight clenching of the abused sphincter. Even as he sped up and the sounds of flesh hitting flesh ringed out through the alley, he found that he wasn’t able to leverage his dick in the right way, so he promptly picked up the biker girl into his go-to position. He leaned back against her motorcycle as he held Celty like a doll, his brawny arms ringing around her slender legs, holding them in an upright position by the underside of her knees, his hands placed on her helmet to secure her firmly in his grip. With her legs high in the air, the dullahan was in a position of complete subservience in the nelson position. Celty was forced to look down at her toned stomach as she endured the ecstasy that came with being filled to the brim, noticing the monstrous cock was bulging her out obscenely, jutting out her breasts and almost reaching her throat. She hadn’t even known he invaded her so deeply, so engrossed in the love of cock was she. Mike thanked the gods that gave her tits like those, as the two precum-slicked masses squished against each other, wedged between her legs as they were. The slut’s ass had continued attempting to wring him dry with its incessant clenching, driving him past the point where he thought about his partner’s wellbeing. Thus, he raised the girl up his length and promptly dropped her again, impaling her on him like a fucktoy, hissing in joy with the tightening of her anal ring. If Celty had any presence of mind, she’d be glad that nobody heard the lewd slap as her girly hunk of dickmeat slapped against her bulged stomach before falling down uselessly, balls aching with the need to be emptied. With two feet of cockmeat shoved inside her, her insides were overjoyed, rhythmically contracting around the rod, eager to milk it dry. Her straining asshole gaped and squelched lewdly as Mike rammed it mercilessly, using the sleeve as if it belonged to him. Celty’s monstrous cock and balls rose and fell in rhythm with the thrusts as she held onto Mike’s arms for dear life with what remained of her awareness. With Celty’s anal walls smothering their invader in their loving warmth, it was only a matter of time before Mike came. With one final thrust, he bulged Celty’s stomach once more as he bottomed out inside her, to the point where her skin was flushed with red as she was bloated to a ridiculous size. But that was nothing compared to what was to come. With a grunt, Mike throbbed inside Celty’s tight ass and let out a veritable flood of cum, his urethra opening wide to allow a stream of semen that would put any other man to shame. Celty, feeling the warmth flooding through her and the slow expansion of her abdominal region, was brought over the edge and started to release her own seed into the air, rope after rope of semen launching forth to hit nothing but thin air. Similarly, her entire body shook violently as she was overtaken by the orgasm. The sticky white liquid hit a breaking point as it had already swollen her belly to three times its regular size, the bright red skin straining to keep the eruption contained inside her body, with nowhere left to go it exploded out of her other end, erupting out of the gaps in her helmet and visor, the virile seed dripping down onto her chest and stuffed gut. She was powerless to resist even as she was further pumped with cum, spilling out of her helmet in a flood, her mind effectively short circuited from the thorough fucking she had recieved. After what felt like an eternity, the flow of semen turned into a dribble, both their cocks slowly going flaccid. Celty felt overfilled and bloated, and her entire chest was bathed in Mike’s cum, rising and falling quickly as she caught her breath, Mike not being much better off. Her own cock was still dripping the sticky fluid from her own orgasm, twitching slightly. Considering their current condition, she was surprised when Mike started to gently thrust himself inside her sphincter, the hole leaking a flood of cum. “How about round two?” he asked with a smirk. Celty nodded as she felt blood rush to her cock once more.

Chapter 1 - Summoned

Hitomi and Nari opened their eyes blearily, feeling like they just woke up from a mid day nap that ended up being way longer than you planned for. What they saw quickly sobered them up. A beautiful vista of rolling green fields and verdant gardens filled with colorful and exotic plants and fruits. Dotting the landscape were beautiful marble structures like fountains, pools and luxurious buildings and houses. Not only was everything more decadent and grandiose than anything the two had seen before, it had an almost magical air to it that gave it an even more indescribable beauty. Though that might have been in part due to the woman hovering in the air in front of them. The woman was unlike any the two had seen before, the incredible beauty of the landscape incomparable to hers. Perfect lustrous skin that you could tell was softer than the finest silk, curves that would make any woman green with jealousy, a beautiful, youthful yet mature face sculpted to look like a goddess with two iridescent glowing pink eyes. All highlighted by the long flowing light pink hair that radiated around her, floating just like her. Paired with her wisps of hair was a flowing white toga that was so thin as to almost be transparent, teasing at the uncovered skin beneath it, letting one see the outrageous curves but not quite transparent enough to let one see the more delicate details. The woman was utterly breathtaking in every sense of the word. “Welcome, my chosen, to the world of Neitis. I am Venus, the Goddess of love, beauty, desire, sex, fertility, and prosperity. I have summoned you from your world to spread boundless love across this world and give birth to a new generation of heroes,” she declared with an entrancing, melodic voice. Hitomi and Nari stood there in shock as they processed everything, their brains overloaded with the sight in front of them and the implications it had. Hitomi was the first to break the silence with an ever so eloquent, “Huh?” the level of confusion on her face equivalent to that of a cave-man listening to a lecture on theoretical physics. “It is as I said. You have been summoned from your world to be my chosen and spread my virtues across the land,” Venus explained patiently. This time the explanation let the two process what she’d said earlier and start to actually consider their situation. The first thing they did was check if they’d fallen victim to a traumatic brain injury, both investigating their heads, finding nothing wrong, then moving on the the rest of their bodies. That was when they both noticed something out of the ordinary. Hitomi and Nari had spent their fair share of time in both America and Japan due to their father’s work, however only Hitomi was half American, half Japanese, Nari was half American and half Korean. Hitomi’s style was taken from the Japanese gyarus— with a hint of American— with her wearing provocative clothing constantly, coloring her hair platinum blonde and tanning her skin slightly. It was this style that let her see something sticking out under her miniskirt, something with a suspicious shape that she felt was familiar. This then let her discover an entirely foreign sensation in between her legs, the sensation of something that had slipped through her panties and was dangling freely, exactly where she was seeing this strange shape. It only took her a moment to connect the dots. With a shriek, she looked down and used her hands to peek inside her miniskirt and underwear, seeing she now had a dick and a pair of testicles where she was used to seeing a slit. While Hitomi was investigating her newly found male addition, Nari had been investigating her body. Hitomi and Nari were both rather beautiful with nice, curvy bodies, but Nari could instantly tell that curvy was now an understatement. She felt she was lucky that she had worn a loose summer dress and wasn’t wearing a bra— due to her only plans for the day being stay inside and play video games all day— because if she was her breasts would most definitely be straining against them in a painful way with how her figure had been enhanced. She looked under her dress to find her breasts had gone from D cup size to what she could only imagine was at least E. Her hips, ass and thighs had all grown similarly while her narrow waist had shrunk ever so slightly, further highlighting her new shape. The two felt a whirlwind of emotions as they took in these shocking changes, the landscape and goddess before them completely forgotten for the moment. Venus took in the sight with a small smile on her face, the pair’s panic entertaining to watch. Okay that’s enough of that, let’s get this back on track, Venus thought. Venus chuckled, the beautifully melodic sound entrancing the two sisters immediately, their gawking curiosity instantly vanishing as they gave their full attention to Venus. “You have already noticed some of the boons I have bestowed upon you,” she explained, gesturing to the two. “Does your situation feel more real and tangible now?” The two nodded, their minds whirring at full speed yet again. Hitomi hesitated for a moment before forcing out a question. “Why do you need us to do the stuff you said with sex and love?” she asked, quickly following it up as she regained some confidence, “Actually why don’t you just do it yourself? Why did you pick us specifically?” Venus smiled at her chosen for having the guts to speak so freely with her, knowing the effect her divine aura, beauty and charisma had on mortals, even with how she was suppressing it. “My goal is to spread love throughout the world, in order to do that I need strong followers who share my ideals. That’s where you two come in. You will give birth to a new generation of heroes whose strength will ensure peace and prosperity for my people for centuries to come. I cannot interfere with the world directly, lest other gods do the same,” she patiently explained, giving the pair a second to digest the information. “As for your last question,” she snapped her fingers, the pair’s clothes instantly vanishing. They covered themselves in embarrassment quickly, but Venus continued, “I picked the two of you because of your innate potential as chosen and for the love you share.” The sisters locked eyes with that statement, eyes filled with equal confusion and anticipation. Venus drifted closer to the pair and gently took their hands in hers, removing the only things keeping their dignity covered. She smiled warmly at them, “I support all forms of love and lust so long as they are between two consenting adults, but I knew your love could not flourish where you lived.” Swept up by the moment, Hitomi and Nari swept their eyes across each other’s bodies. Hitomi looked at the shy, beautiful Nari, her long black hair draped around her naked back framing her delicate and now much curvier body. She couldn’t deny the flame of desire that the sight stoked. Her flame reached her crotch in a way she had never felt before as her member started swelling. Nari saw Hitomi’s dick start to enlarge, first hanging straight down then rising slowly as it hardened. She felt the need to cover herself again. Not for how Hitomi was staring at her hungrily or for how it was obviously affecting Hitomi. But for how Nari enjoyed her sister being so obviously turned on by her, and the hesitance she felt at the thought. Not to mention how hot her dick was and how… No, she really shouldn’t be thinking like this. Venus let the pair go, but not before teleporting the two to a secluded, luxurious room with a king-sized bed. The pair looked around in confusion for a second before their love and lust shifted their attention back to each other. Nari looked at the floor meekly while Hitomi took a step closer. “Ignoring how crazy this situation is… you’re really hot right now and it’s making this thing fill my head with all sorts of new thoughts,” Hitomi said hesitantly as she slowly approached her sister, pointing at her crotch. Nari’s eyes flicked up to look at her sister again before landing on the almost fully erect cock she now possessed. “What was that Venus said earlier about our love?” Nari asked quietly, trying to probe for answers she already suspected. “I…” Hitomi began, stopping her approach for a moment. “I think we’ve both known for a while, but didn’t want to be the first to say anything.” Nari looked her sister in the eyes, her gaze piercing and serious yet hopeful and soft. A gaze showing she fully knew the weight of what was happening between the two, her hope stemming from love. With that look alone Hitomi gained the confidence she needed. “I love you, Nari,” Hitomi confessed with a dazzling smile, “More than anyone else, more than a sister.” Nari’s eyes widened in shock before a wide grin snuck up on her, one she couldn’t keep down as her stomach filled with warmth. “I love you too, Hitomi,” she managed to get out, to her surprise. Her first instinct was to embrace her sister, holding her arms wide before remembering Hitomi’s addition might complicate that. Hitomi for her part had no such reservations, leaping into her sister’s arms and intertwining their lips. The pair got lost in the rush of emotions and the feeling of each other’s lips, the world around them disappearing for a long moment. Until Hitomi throbbed against Nari’s stomach. Hitomi pulled away slightly, leaving a gap between the two that Hitomi’s dick occupied. They looked down at it in unison. Nari couldn’t help but take in its size in front of her stomach and imagine how far up her stomach it would reach. Hitomi caught Nari’s look. “I think we’re thinking the same thing. I wanna find out what your pussy feels like now that I have a cock to feel it with,” Hitomi declared boldly. Nari’s face flushed red and she looked away. Hitomi smiled and once again took the lead, guiding Nari to the bed and pushing her on top of it. Nari lied down on top of it while Hitomi lied down on top of Nari, dipping her body down to kiss her once again while also letting her member throb against her tummy. Pulling away, Hitomi grinned, “This is crazy, you’re turning me on so much my balls hurt, do guys just deal with this all the time?” she asked herself more than anyone else. Shaking her head, “Either way, I’m happy I have such a nice sleeve for my new cock,” she said with a sultry voice. Nari rubbed her legs together with need from the sight of her sister on top of her with her rock hard member combined with the dirty talk. Hitomi got into a better position above the prone Nari, with her dick hovering right in front of her entrance. Hitomi let her tip graze Nari’s pussy lips, the two giving each other a wet kiss drenched in precum and pussy juice. The pair shivered and felt a jolt of pleasure from their most intimate parts making contact. Hitomi rubbed Nari’s soft little slit with her hardness in delight. “Feeling a pussy with my dick is so different to feeling my own pussy with my fingers,” Hitomi mused. “Do you want me to put it in?” she asked. Nari nodded her head desperately. “Tell me you want it, beg for it,” Hitomi demanded. “Please put your cock inside me,” Nari pleaded. Hitomi pushed herself forward and inside Nari’s narrow opening, the head of her dick spreading Nari’s pink pussy wide open. Hitomi gasped at the new sensation of vaginal walls hugging her cock warmly, the softness rubbing against her glans feeling incredible. Nari moaned as she felt her insides stretch wide open, forced to accommodate Hitomi’s girth. The feeling of a raw cock scraping her raw pussy felt so much better than her fingers. Hitomi continued her descent, wanting to shove her entire length inside her sister but taking it slow to treasure the experience. “Fuuuck, your pussy feels like heaven on earth, sis. Now I get why guys want it so bad,” Hitomi groaned as she bottomed out. “Lying on top of you like this with my cock sheathed inside you is the best,” she continued. Both enjoyed the feeling of their soft skin and pillowy breasts pressing against each other, of their feminine hands interlocked, of their most delicate parts kissing each other. They had never been so close before. Only now they had a new way to enjoy each other’s bodies and be even closer than they possibly could before. Hitomi was intimately aware of Nari’s insides, while Nari’s insides were intimately hugging Hitomi’s cock in return. “You’re so big and hard inside me… So this is how good your dick feels, sis,” Nari managed to let out in between moans. Hitomi pulled back her hips only to thrust back inside a moment later, eager to taste more of her sister’s pussy. Nari’s gasps and moans increasing in intensity signaled her orgasm had already approached, as Hitomi was made well aware of with her fuckhole contracting wonderfully. “Good girl, your tight little pussy is gonna make me cum so fast,” Hitomi said with a husky voice as she kept pounding her cock into her sister’s vagina. Nari melted under her sister’s praise and the feeling of her insides being scrambled up by a hard dick, mind filled with nothing but thoughts of her sister and her cock and the pleasure she was experiencing. Hitomi hilted herself entirely and true to her word, started cumming. Needless to say letting out a load inside the sister you love completely unprotected felt amazing, her dick gleefully shooting out a stream of semen inside Nari’s fertile pussy. The two lay there for a long moment, still basking in the pleasure of each other’s bodies and the afterglow of their orgasms. Until Venus suddenly popped up again out of nowhere. The two scrambled to sit up and make themselves presentable before the goddess. Venus shook her head, “No need to uncouple yourselves for me. In fact I would prefer if you went back to showing your love for each other like that,” she explained with a warm smile. The pair looked at each other for a moment before acquiescing, Nari spreading her legs where she sat and Hitomi scooching closer to her before penetrating her. The pair sat facing each other with their legs intertwined and crotches so close you would have to pry the two apart to see where the two were connected. One final push of her hips to make sure she was as deep as she could possibly go, Hitomi turned to Venus with a questioning tilt of her head. “Your time in this realm is limited. I have explained your situation and closed the gap between you, now it is your duty to fulfill the mission I charged you with and explore the system,” Venus said quickly. “System? Our time is limited? Wh—” Hitomi began, but was unable to finish her questions before the two were teleported once again out of nowhere. Their new surroundings was a building with a vast hallway and stained glass windows much like a grand temple, only its furnishing and the people inhabiting it made it seem more like a upper-class brothel. Lining the floor and walls were hundreds of couches, beds, cushions all in various shades of red, orange, pink or purple. Separating some sections were transparent curtains, but most of the building was remarkably open. There were tables filled with all kinds of beverages and foods, a feast for all. The furniture was populated with beautiful people lounging in either very little clothing or no clothing at all engaged in conversation or light play like kissing. The people were mostly women or futas like Hitomi, with some men sprinkled in, all beautiful in one way or another. They were extraordinarily diverse in every way possible, ranging from skin to hair color, animal like traits like tails and ears, size, proportions. It was a breathtaking sight for someone who had only seen the variety of humans on Earth. It was like a kaleidoscope of colors compared to the simple gradient they had seen their entire lives. A moment after the two popped up the hall fell under a silent spell, every pair of eyes going to where the two had appeared. On a massive and luxurious bed on the far end of the building right in front of a statue of Venus the two sat. The two feeling supremely awkward at being the center of attention with a dick in the other’s pussy. The silence only lasted a second before deafening cheers broke out, the clinking of glasses and moaning of women signaling the start of the real party. The two were relieved to not be so heavily scrutinized by so many people, which softened the blow of spotting a group approaching them. A woman with flowing blonde hair reaching past her knees, warm blue eyes and a beautiful face led the group. Her voluptuous curves were clearly on display with nothing but a few strips of fine cloth covering her delicates, one for each breast and one for her crotch, the sway of her wide hips hypnotizing the pair as she walked. Her pointed ears were on the tame side of what could be found all around them, though seeing an elf was certainly a novelty. “Welcome, chosen,” she and the group bowed once they were a few steps away from their bed. “I am Eliya, the head priestess, and these are other priests serving under our Lady Venus,” she explained, gesturing to the ones beside her. “We are here to assist you in your great mission and serve you however you please.” Nari was once again content to let Hitomi take the lead, with Hitomi asking Eliya the most pressing questions she had and getting extremely useful information in return. Including some on the system. The two pulled up the screens of information, skills and everything else it offered in order to familiarize themselves with the foreign concept. The gist of it was it was what granted the people of this world magic and extraordinary abilities, which they now had. {Chosen of Venus} [As a chosen of Venus you have been bestowed with many abilities and perks related to Venus’ domain of love, sex and attraction] [Fertility and virility greatly increased] [Experience gain from activities related to Venus greatly increased] [Effect of abilities and perks related to Venus greatly increased] [...] The list went on. How Venus had managed to get the two so many bonuses they had no idea. Maybe it was the norm, and maybe the bonuses were on the weak side for the chosen of a god. Either way, it was a lot to take in and a lot the two would need to explore. So Hitomi decided to dismiss Eliya and the other priests. Eliya nodded, “If that is what you wish,” she said, though she stayed in place. She took her loincloth in hand and lifted it to reveal her smooth, fuckable pussy. “Unless I can tempt you with some pussy, Hitomi. Or another hole,” she offered herself on a silver platter. Hitomi’s eyes devoured Eliya’s sexy body and her cock throbbed inside Nari, before Nari gave her a look as if saying ‘Really?’. That made Hitomi shake her head, “Not now.” The group retreated at Hitomi’s command. “You’re really gonna look at another girl like that when you’re balls deep inside me?” Nari scolded her sister, though her tone made it clear she wasn’t really upset. Hitomi smirked, “I saw you eyeing that guy’s bulge, so I don’t want to hear it from you. Anyway, have you decided on any interesting skill paths yet?” There were endless areas one could improve with skills. Investing a skill point into a path would offer you a choice between a few skills. Some paths were broad like fighting while others were more specialized, like sword fighting, or even a specific style of sword fighting. In these areas, the variety of skills one could obtain were also so large as to be infinite, no two people being offered the same exact skills. Sometimes you would get a common skill while other times you would get one completely tailored to you. Skills could grant anything from enhancing your body forever, to a special attack or ability, to anything else imaginable. Nari shook her head, “I’m still looking through everything and thinking.” “In that case I’m gonna feel out your pussy a bit while you think, but not enough so you can’t focus,” Hitomi explained before she started pulling her hips back, watching in delight as Nari’s pussylips held onto her cock like glue with every inch she pulled out. The sensation of her sister’s velvety smooth vaginal walls sliding across her glans made Hitomi purr with pleasure, with Nari whining in delight. She continued slowly sawing her way in and out as she waited, also taking a look at some of the skills she could pick up. [You have gained 176 xp for sexually pleasuring another person] [You have gained 103 xp for sexually pleasuring yourself with another person] [You have gained 233 xp for being the subject of ideation for many people] [...] There were a multitude of notifications giving rewards based on the actions of the two. An achievement for having sex for the first time, another for making someone fall in love with you, etc. The pair had already gained several levels and were racking up more xp the longer they stayed connected. After a minute, Nari spoke up, “Okay, I’ve picked one I think you would like…” she muttered with a blush. “Mhm?” Hitomi prompted her sister to continue with a small smile, not stopping her painfully slow pussy fuck. “I put a point into the [Seduction] path and was offered this skill…” she explained. A moment later her figure started slowly shifting, her hips, ass and tits all filling out further, getting her almost on par with Eliya’s outrageous curves. Hitomi looked on in wonder as her sister got even sexier, a grin growing on her face as she thought about how she’d done it for her. She couldn’t stop herself from groping Nari all over, her hands cupping her chest, grabbing her ass and hugging her curves as she appreciated the erotic curves Nari had achieved. Of course Hitomi already thought Nari was beautiful, but she very much appreciated these enhancements. Her groping session had soon turned into a wild humping session, Hitomi pumping her cock into Nari’s little cunt over and over again with fervor. Nari came repeatedly from the relentless assault, with Hitomi being quick to follow. The two panted as they went back to the position they were in before, facing each other with their lower parts linked. “If you have that strong of a reaction from just one skill this is gonna take us a while, I actually gained two levels just from that,” Nari let out in between heavy breaths. “Then let’s get started spending some more points.” Hitomi tapped the invisible interface in the air in front of her. Nari felt something happen inside her. It wasn’t her insides changing, it was Hitomi’s dick. Her rod of hard man-meat was growing, both in width and length. Nari moaned as her pussy was stretched out further in a way she wasn’t used to, as well as the wonderful feeling of having a dick crammed inside her being extended even deeper into her vagina. Hitomi chuckled, “That feel good?” Nari nodded, “I don’t know how big you were before, but this is much more filling,” she explained, wiggling her hips to feel Hitomi’s size change push against her inner walls. “I would say I was about average, but now I’m above average,” Hitomi explained to her more innocent sister. “I never thought I’d see you grind on my dick like that. Gotta say it’s a really hot view.” Nari stopped once the comment made her realize what she was doing, looking away bashfully. “I love the side of you that gets embarrassed like that,” Hitomi leaned in close to her sister, “But I also love the side of you that is a slut for me.” She let her lips brush against Nari’s before she started her wild kissing session, her tongue intertwining with Nari’s in a dance of passion. The two made out with fervor, exchanging much praise and dirty talk, along with many professions of love. Finally the two shifted their focus once more towards picking skills. “While we were making out, well…” Nari started, losing the confidence to continue quickly. Hitomi nodded at her encouragingly, prompting her to continue, “I was trying to tighten up my pussy so you’d feel good… So I put a point into [Sex] and got a skill called [Vaginal Control]. Apparently it gets better the more I use it, and it gives me a bunch of xp, so I was wondering if I could just practice clenching my pussy around you for a while?” she pleaded, her face the picture of purity and sweetness whilst saying something so lewd. Hitomi nodded, “Of course, how am I gonna say no to you trying to be a better cocksleeve for me?” Nari beamed at Hitomi, happy to be acknowledged as her sister’s cocksleeve. Nari concentrated on tightening up her pussy, her brows furrowing as she tried to give her sister’s cock a nice and soft vagina hug all the way from her shaft to her tip, all to make her feel good and cum. “Oooh that’s good,” Hitomi praised Nari, prompting Nari’s fuckhole to tighten up further in response to Nari’s joy and sexual gratification. Nari blinked in confusion as she was swept off her feet, before quickly being put down on top of Hitomi’s lap at the head of the bed, with Hitomi comfortably resting with a pillow under her. “I got a physical enhancement skill,” Hitomi answered Nari’s unasked question, “Keep going, just wanted to get comfortable for my cock massage.” Nari adjusted herself on top of Hitomi, her fat ass shifting over Hitomi’s masculine parts before settling on the spot where Nari’s entrance was exactly over Hitomi’s root, to make sure every single bit of hard dickmeat was shoved inside her. Once that was settled, she flipped her long black hair and placed her hands on her sister’s lower stomach for support. Daintily sitting on top of her sister’s cock, she got to work lovingly clenching her pussy around Hitomi’s length. She alternated between simply tightening up and picturing her insides jerking off Hitomi, wanting the ability to do both depending on if she was just being fucked or if she was on top like now. I wanna be able to make her feel really good and cum super fast no matter the time or place, Nari thought to herself. Every now and then, Nari would fish for praise with comments like, “Is my pussy making your cock feel really good? Am I being a good sex toy?” To which Hitomi would then give her exactly what she wanted. Other times Hitomi would degrade her, which felt equally as good. She would say things like, “You haven’t made me cum in like 3 minutes now. You’re a worthless woman and an even more worthless cocksleeve,” with a derisive voice, with Nari profusely apologizing, causing her to cum all over her sister’s cock. Then a minute later Hitomi would cum and the two would confess their love again. A while into this, Nari suddenly froze as she seemed to be reading a system notification. Hitomi took notice after she just stayed frozen for longer than would be normal. “What’s up, sis?” Hitomi asked, wanting Nari to get back to work. Instead of answering, Nari decided to show Hitomi her notification. [Congratulations, after being filled with much fertile seed your nubile womb has been impregnated. Do not take this as an excuse to neglect your duty as a female, xp gain from sexual activities increased while pregnant.] [12733 xp gained] Hitomi was equally shocked for a moment, checking her notifications and seeing confirmation her getting one for impregnating someone. A huge grin bloomed on her face. “Well, we were fucking raw this whole time and I’ve cum inside you dozens and dozens of times by now, it really shouldn’t be a surprise,” Hitomi grinned. It was no exaggeration, both sisters had copious amounts of cum covering their crotch that had dripped out of Nari’s pussy after it had already been filled to the brim. Nari was immensely relieved by Hitomi’s reaction, allowing herself to smile with her sister. She rubbed her stomach wistfully, “You knocked me up… I’m gonna be a mom.” “You’re my bitch now, through and through,” Hitomi declared. She sat up and took hold of her sister’s wasp thin waist, kissing her and whispering sweet nothings into her ear as the two treasured this precious moment. They came with their bodies linked entirely, from their reproductive organs to their mouths to their arms. The couple soon returned to thinking about skills, with Nari still sitting on Hitomi’s lap. With more skills that made each other feel better, they would gain more xp and levels, thus gaining more skills. They knew there had to be diminishing returns soon, but with their bonuses as chosen they had a massive head-start and boost. Hitomi once again picked a skill that enlarged her penis without warning Nari, who suddenly felt it grow inside her once again. “How’s that?” Hitomi asked. “Really nice again,” Nari purred in enjoyment as she grinded her pussy into Hitomi’s dick to get used to its new size again. “Being filled up so much is gonna make me cum even faster. Does it feel better for you?” “It’s so good, your pussy gets more narrow to me because I get girthier,” Hitomi replied. “It makes your little hole even smaller by comparison, like you’re tightening up except you’re doing it all the time. Maybe there’s a skill to make your pussy even tinier,” Hitomi explained before going back to her selection. Hitomi was picking skills in the [Sex] path, taking skills that granted her cum increased virility, greater cum volume and production, an intuitive understanding of how to move, etc. All good skills she wanted, but she was after another that would make her even bigger. There. Another size increase. Nari’s eyes widened as she felt the familiar growing once again. This time she felt something unexpected. In the deepest parts of her vagina she felt her sister’s cock kiss her cervix, the hard tip pressing against the extremely delicate ring in a way that drove her crazy. She came, her trembling, undulating hips using Hitomi’s hardness to stir up the innermost part of her insides. Just as Nari was starting to recover, Hitomi once again enlarged herself. Nari looked down in shock as her stomach bulged with an outline of Hitomi’s member and her vaginal tunnel stretched to the point of feeling like she would burst. “Got lucky and got it twice in a row, how’s that feel? I can even see myself now,” Hitomi commented on Nari’s distended tummy. Nari groaned, taking a moment to center herself. She placed a hand on her stomach where the tip of Hitomi’s cock was protruding slightly. “Still feels really good being filled so much by you, darling,” she beamed. She quickly added, “But… my pussy is starting to hurt a bit and I don’t think I could take more without a skill for it…” Hitomi gestured for Nari to look behind her, at the grand orgy hall that had been underway their time here. “If you want us to do our mission, you need to be able to take some big dicks from other races, like that giant,” Hitomi explained, pointing to a giant futa with a monstrously sized cock. Nari looked in horror as a girl her size was somehow able to take it all. After considering, Nari nodded at Hitomi, “You’re right. But… does that mean you want me to take dick other than yours?” she asked hesitantly. Hitomi shifted her head from side to side, “Hmm, it’s not as if I want you to. It’s just we need to fuck other people soon for the sake of our mission.” Nari looked down, dejected by the idea. Seeing this, Hitomi continued, “But you’ll always be my favorite cocksleeve. And you belong to me, nobody else. The moment I feel like using you, I will.” Nari nodded fervently, happy with that idea. Then it was Nari’s turn to select and show off some new skills. One skill made her hair longer and more luscious, making it look and feel like silk. Another enhanced her delicate skin to be perfectly unblemished and even softer. Her face’s natural beauty was brought out further, in addition to her lips filling out and her eyes gaining an entrancing glow. Her voice became more soft and sultry. Hitomi took in the view of the babe sitting on her dick becoming even more beautiful before her eyes. Naturally, Hitomi got a few skills in that direction as well, since she was still a woman despite having a dick. She enhanced her figure somewhat, as well as her face, but as she was running out of points she decided to go for one more strength boost, this one differing to the one she picked earlier. Instead of just making her body passively stronger, she got stronger in addition to growing around an inch, letting her leverage more of her strength easier. Of course Nari didn’t slack on the sexual improvements. One let her take more dick without risk of hurting herself, while staying just as stretched out as before as far as the two could tell. Another made her vaginal walls even softer, prompting Hitomi to say she feels even more like heaven now, “Can’t believe my sister has such a premium pussy, and it’s all mine.” Finally running out of skill points, Hitomi appraised her gains. “You’re like the perfect cocksleeve now. One that belongs entirely to me,” she grinned. Hitomi loved the sight of Nari’s naked, voluptuous form sitting on her. She loved the soft flesh under her hands as she squeezed Nari’s fat ass with her sister not offering a word of complaint. “I’m all yours,” Nari confirmed, getting back to the rhythmic contraction of her kitty like the good slut she was. Hitomi quickly took hold of her fucktoy, getting on top of her and pushing her to the bed before flipping her onto her stomach. Hitomi mounted her prone sister, wasting no time before pounding away at Nari’s pussy, the clap of her pelvis hitting Nari’s huge ass joining the hall’s multitude of other lewd smacks. Nari moaned like a whore in heat as her narrow tunnel was stuffed full of cock so quickly and suddenly before vanishing just as suddenly on the way out. Each thrust was intoxicating for both of them. For Nari in how empty she felt and the anticipation of the amazing feeling of getting filled back up, as well as the contrast between the two. For Hitomi in how fucking tight her sister’s slit was, how it felt like she was on cloud nine with each forward motion as the pussy walls easily parted for her. While on the way out, it was a battle to pull out, each pussy fold doing its best to coax her to stay. The unbelievable softness made her groan, “Fuck, your pussy is so fucking good, sis.” “Mghn— your cock is so good inside me t—mffn —too,” Nari exclaimed in-between moans of ecstasy. Hitomi battered Nari’s deepest insides and womb like a jackhammer, constantly and vigorously plunging her cock into that sweet little hole over and over again. Nari had been cumming non-stop, while Hitomi had only just approached her first orgasm. Sheathing herself into her perfect sheath of a sister, Hitomi let Nari’s rhythmically clenching vaginal walls take her the rest of the way there as she admired the sight before her. Nari breathed heavily into the bed as her delicate hands gripped the covers like her life depended on it, her body trembling in bliss from her umpteenth orgasm. Hitomi leaned into her sister and growled into her ear, “I’m gonna fill your pregnant pussy with cum, so be a good slut and tighten up for me.” Nari used her skill to squeeze out Hitomi’s semen with her vaginal muscles, each throb of Hitomi’s cock sending a torrent of seed into Nari’s overfilled tunnel, some leaking out immediately while most is greedily gulped up by Nari’s womb. The pair moaned and groaned as their strongest orgasm yet hit them, Nari’s delicious tightness making Hitomi louder than ever, the implicit compliment and sheer sexiness of hearing her loved one’s sounds of pleasure making Nari cum even harder. They lost themselves in each other’s bodies, forgetting about their new world and skills as they made love with wild abandon for hours on end, only stopping for the occasional break to take care of bodily functions like drinking water and going to the bathroom. Finally Nari had hit her limit for nth time that day, panting in a mess of sweat and cum, mentally clocked out from sheer ecstasy. Hitomi rested for a bit, still buried in Nari’s twitching pussy, then pulled out, stood up and called over Eliya, the head priest. “Can we get cleaned up a bit somehow?” Hitomi asked. Eliya nodded for one of the priests beside her to step forward. The priest gestured with her hands, creating sparkles in the air around Hitomi as her sweat and other grime melted away as if it never existed to begin with. The priest moved on to Nari as Hitomi blinked in surprise, expecting something to the effect of a magic shower instead of an instant cleaning spell. “Wait,” Hitomi called out to the cleaning priest, walking past her and settling onto the bed before quickly dipping her cock into Nari’s thoroughly drenched tunnel. Pulling out with a wet pop, Hitomi’s cock was drenched with pussy juice and sticky white cum. A moment later Nari was completely clean, though still recovering from before. Hitomi got up once again and walked towards Eliya, taking in the smaller, curvaceous elf woman. The woman in turn took in Hitomi’s appearance, watching her massive cock coated in cum swing side to side as she approached. Once the gap was closed, Hitomi wasted no time for words, pulling the woman’s loincloth to the side to give her access to the cute little hole in between the slut’s legs that she had her sights on. She brought her tip to Eliya’s lower mouth and shoved herself inside the narrow tunnel in one smooth motion. Eliya let out a heavy breath and shuddered as she was penetrated so suddenly. “Damn, that’s some good pussy,” Hitomi hissed. It felt totally different to Nari’s, which she had gotten quite familiar with over the course of the day. Yet it was still exactly as soft and cramped as was expected of a cocksleeve who followed Venus. Eliya nodded in gratitude, “That pleases me to hear. Your cock is absolutely delightful inside me as well. Let me know if there is anything I can do to make my Lady feel better,” she proclaimed formally. She had already gotten to work tightening her vaginal muscles around Hitomi’s length, her pussy a cock squeezing machine as it rhythmically pleasured Hitomi. Hitomi waved away Eliya’s words, “Don’t be so stiff and drop the formal talk. Don’t treat me as some divine chosen, just treat me as the girl using you like a cocksleeve.” Hitomi grabbed Eliya’s flared hips and pulled the elf closer to highlight her point. Eliya’s entire demeanor changed and she purred in delight as she gyrated her hips, grinding herself into Hitomi’s cock and giving her a nice pussy massage. “I’m impressed by your fast growth. Both in terms of skills and your cock. I could see you weren’t big enough to satisfy me before, but now you have me wanting to be your pet~” she mewled, her eyes giving Hitomi a serious case of ‘fuck me’ vibes. Hitomi went at it with a smile, happy with her new bitch’s attitude and pussy, thrusting into the elf’s cunt quickly and forcefully. “Pound my pussy~! Knock me up~! Cum inside and get me pregnant~♥!” Eliya squealed. With Eliya’s constant dirty talk and her deliciously soft breeding hole, Hitomi approached an orgasm in short order. Hilting herself inside the slut, she came, spurting ropes of cum directly into Eliya’s fertile womb. With her increased virility and Eliya’s increased fertility, there was no doubt she would be impregnated in one go. Eliya’s curvaceous form trembled against Hitomi, her breeding induced orgasm overloading her mind with pleasure, the feeling of being knocked up the only thing she could think about. ——— A scant few minutes later, Hitomi was lying on the bed with her legs off the edge, while Nari was next to her with her huge rear in the air with her head planted on the bed. Hitomi had called for anyone who wants to ride her dick to simply sit on her and do so, while Nari would be a free-use cocksleeve for anyone with a dick to use and cum inside. This was apparently expected, as a group was called for from another room. They wore revealing clothing that fit with the temple’s worshippers, though there was something about them that made them seem out of place here. The way they carried themselves wasn’t as carefree as the hedonistic followers of Venus, moreso filled with strength and purpose. The priests explained to them that they were important figures in the kingdom such as politicians, powerful warriors and adventurers, rich merchants, and so on. For many of them it was one of their first times in a temple of Venus. Despite being the official main religion for the Dosea republic, there weren’t many reasons for a citizen to visit a temple unless for a marriage or to conceive or give birth to a child. The women were there to be impregnated themselves by Venus’s chosen, while the men and futa were there either for pleasure or to put a baby in Nari once she was able to give birth on a more frequent basis than once every nine months. An olive-skinned elf with bright green eyes and long, straight white hair was first in line to ride Hitomi, the elf having introduced herself as Imra, an influential scholar and advisor. Hitomi wasted no time introducing herself and then held her cock in hand to give the woman a place to sit. Imra took the hint and got into position in front of Hitomi. As she was a woman she was rather short, Hitomi’s massive pillar of man-meat obscuring her pussy as she stood with her plump ass facing Hitomi. She was forced to stand on her tippy-toes to align Hitomi’s tip with her hole. Slowly sitting down, Hitomi’s girthy cock spread the whore’s narrow entrance absurdly wide, forcing a high pitched whine from her as she sat down further to penetrate herself. Fuck, I hope I’m not sitting down on her dick too slowly, she thought in worry. I just need to get used to the feeling of having my pussy stretched out this much… Looking behind her, the elf saw Hitomi relax with her head resting on a pillow, looking at Imra’s pussylips wrapped around her with great interest, content to lie there and feel a tight little pussy stretch its heavenly soft walls around her cock. Inch by inch, the elf ended up with more cock inside her, until eventually her pillowy cheeks were flush with Hitomi’s crotch. Cock visibly bulging her stomach and pressing against her cervix in a deliciously painful way, she took a second and stretched her legs and arms as an outlet for the many sensations from having her vagina invaded and filled like never before. “I hope my pussy feels good enough for you like this,” she said meekly as she focused on contracting her walls around Hitomi’s cock as hard as she could, making sure her pussy was nice and snug. “If not then feel free to pound me in whatever way makes you feel good, or tell me what else I can do to be a good cumdump for you,” she added. “Jump up and down my cock,” Hitomi demanded immediately. Imra held her hands in front of her chest daintily and started clumsily bouncing her ass on Hitomi’s dick, her movements inconsistent and slow as she dealt with her insides being stirred up as best she could, moaning and whining at the slightest movement. “Good girl, jerk me off with your pussy,” Hitomi praised her. Imra squealed internally, the chosen of Venus herself is enjoying my pussy she thought excitedly. She’s so obviously inexperienced at sex and especially so with a dick as big as mine, it’s pretty cute, Hitomi thought, considering the slow pace a worthwhile price to pay for the elf’s adorable and submissive behavior. Her pussy is actually good as well, though she obviously hasn’t spent any skill points on it like Nari or Eliya, pussy is still pussy. Imra moaned like a bitch in heat as she came over and over again from sitting up and down on such a huge cock, her sensitive cervix getting mushed as every nook and cranny of her narrow cunt was filled. Here and there she would have to take a moment and just tremble on top of Hitomi as she got a particularly powerful orgasm, her legs giving in and having to hold Hitomi’s legs with her hands as support. Hitomi didn’t mind as her pussy went haywire around Hitomi’s cock with exquisite feeling contractions. “You’ve been cumming a lot, haven’t you? You like my cock that much?” Hitomi teased. Imra’s kitty was still throbbing as she came, but after only a moment she responded, “Yes… You’re making my pussy feel really nice,” she said awkwardly, slightly stumbling over her words. “Yeah? Keep bouncing on my dick and describe how it feels.” Imra did as she was told, raising herself off of Hitomi’s lap with her pussylips clinging to Hitomi’s length like a vice before letting herself drop down with a whorish moan. “It feels so full inside mghnn~... inside me. It feels so good ha—mmph~... having something so hard and firm in there♥” she let out in between moans. “Keep going, slut, you’re gonna make me cum,” Hitomi demanded. That put some energy into Imra, who eagerly jumped on Hitomi’s dick even as she was cumming her brains out. “Please cum inside me~♥” Imra begged desperately, wanting Hitomi’s semen more than anything, “Impregnate me pleasepleasepleaseplease~♥” Hitomi gave the slut what she so desperately wanted, sitting up and wrapping her arms around Imra to stop her movements and to make sure she was firmly inside her when she started cumming. Imra’s pussy was eager to be bred, muscles contracting to squeeze Hitomi’s cock in a delightful way, her vaginal walls trying to milk her cum out. “I’m cumming inside you, I’m gonna knock you up. Be a good girl and tighten up for me,” Hitomi let out huskily as she held Imra’s smaller body firmly to make sure she would take every last drop of her cum. Sitting speared on a massive cock that was about to cum while being clasped by a bigger person, Imra knew her fertile pussy would be impregnated. The combination of having nowhere to go and being forced to get pregnant made her cum even harder. She could feel Hitomi’s cock throb inside her as it released streams of sticky white cum all the way inside her, both directly into her womb and against her pussy walls. The pair moaned, groaned and trembled against each other as Hitomi held onto Imra’s body for dear life under her powerful orgasm, while Imra’s pussy clenched around Hitomi’s cock tightly and her body essentially went limp. Once it winded down, Hitomi let herself lie down again, Imra lying down on top of her. Hitomi could feel her dick bending inside the elf’s vagina with the motion. Hitomi gave the elf a moment to recover. When she finally did she tightened her pussy and looked up Hitomi, “That was so good, let’s do it again,” she said. A moment later she seemed to catch what she said, “Uhm, I mean, if you want to…” she said shyly. Hitomi smiled, “I would love to, but as you can see there’s some other girls I have to get through before we can go for round two,” she said, gesturing towards the group of girls in front of them. They had gone from looking dignified despite their revealing clothing to looking downright lustful, all of them eager to find out what Imra had felt like for themselves. Imra coughed in surprise once she saw how many people were seeing her with a dick inside her, especially so since she had a veritable flood of cum leaking out of her. Embarrassed at being so fully on display like this, she hastily sat up and slowly raised herself off of Hitomi’s length. The crowd of girls looked on in awe as the tiny hole pulled away to reveal such a massive rod covered in seed. Meanwhile, Nari had her eyes closed as she was filled with both apprehension and anticipation for what was about to happen. She swayed her ass from side to side like a pendulum, inviting anyone to stick their dick inside her ready and waiting holes. It wasn’t long before she felt a firm hand on her butt stop her movement, a hard cock rubbing against her wet lower lips, the teasing forcing a shiver out of her. With a solid thrust, the cock was shoved inside her, making the slut moan in delight. As she was rammed from behind, she heard some talking before her attention was brought to a man sitting right in front of her face, holding his dick and looking at her impatiently. She caught on to what he was after, brushing her hair back and happily opening her mouth and swallowing his tip. Bobbing her head up and down his cock was difficult while she was rhythmically getting her pussy crammed full of delicious cock with the ecstasy it brought. Still, she tried her best to be a good sex toy, taking dick from behind and swabbing her mouth with the man’s tip, flicking her tongue all over his glans before gobbling it all up in one go once again. Soon the man fucking her came inside her, prompting her to cum once again as she was filled with semen, still sucking cock like the dutiful slut she was. Another started pounding her pussy, giving her no time to rest. Her holes were used and abused. Whenever someone was cumming in her pussy, she would tighten up. Whenever someone was cumming in her mouth, she would make sure to swallow every last drop. Her luscious body that looked like it was made for sex was truly living up to appearances, squeezing so many cocks dry with her exquisite and delicate holes. She was fucked in every position by multiple dicks at the same time, everyone wanting a taste of her premium holes. The next girl in line stepped up. Hitomi immediately placed her as a shortstack. Bubblegum pink skin along with black and red eyes marked her as some race other than human. Long and slightly curled gray hair, big tits, wide hips and a narrow waist contained in a frame that was decently shorter than average but not so small as to be a dwarf. She wore a haughty expression on her face that deemed this whole situation beneath her, while for clothing she wore panties and a bra with cutouts for all the sensitive bits, leaving her as good as naked. “It is an honor to meet you, chosen Hitomi. I am Arch Magus Gyheia,” she introduced herself with a pretend curtsy, seeing as she had no skirt to curtsy with, “But you may call my Gya.” Hitomi nodded politely from where she lay, “Nice to meet you,” she replied before holding her dick in invitation once more. Seems like a stickler for respect, so I’ll just give her the bare minimum, she thought. Gya nodded with determination before sauntering over to Hitomi, immediately realizing she was too short to sit on Hitomi’s lengthy member. Without skipping a beat she cast a spell and levitated upwards until she was standing in the air, turning so her ass faced Hitomi’s dick with her slit an inch above it. Then she lowered her hips as if to sit down in the middle of the air, her wet, narrow entrance making contact with Hitomi’s tip. Hitomi’s girth barely squeezed between the diminutive girl’s legs, and it was having an even harder time getting inside her. Gya grinded her opening into Hitomi in an attempt to cram it inside her, the slut getting visibly more and more frustrated as it refused to do so. Finally she managed to squeeze it in, her cunt engulfing Hitomi’s tip just barely. She let out a grunt of mixed surprise, pleasure and pain. That feels a lot… more than I was expecting… she thought to herself as she felt her womanhood stretched further than she thought she might be able to take, bringing with it more pleasure than she thought she was going to feel. “I no doubt possess a much better feeling vagina than that elf you had before, so feel free to cum inside me earlier if the desire strikes,” she said arrogantly, her arms crossed and a smug smile on her face, “Just make sure to impregnate me.” Hitomi smiled back awkwardly, “You are obviously very tight,” she replied diplomatically, not wanting to talk smack about Imra, who she liked. Gya sat-hovered there for a while as Hitomi waited for her to lower herself further, before she lost patience, “Get more of my dick inside you,” she demanded. Gya’s eyes widened and she looked at Hitomi in shock, “You mean you require more of my vagina than this? Despite you admitting to my tightness?” she began to argue before quickly changing tracks and nodding, “Very well, I will attempt to get more of your penis inside me so you feel even better.” She attempted to force herself down Hitomi’s monstrous cock more and more, managing to slowly take two or so inches more. Then she began stroking what little bit of Hitomi’s cock was in her pussy, her vaginal walls sticking to her length like glue despite how wet she was. Her little pussy was amazingly tight, something Hitomi was enjoying, but it left her wanting more. “Take more of it and speed up, slut, you can’t expect me to feel good and cum like this,” Hitomi growled, her patience with Gya’s sluggishness and arrogance running out. Gya frowned, “This should be plenty for you to cum with. Just because I can’t fit more of that beastly thing inside me doesn’t give you the right to talk to me like that. Though you hold a prestigious title like me, you should still know your place,” she lectured Hitomi sternly, her eyes narrowed. Hitomi wrapped her hands around Gya’s wasp-thin waist, and puuushed her down, forcing her to take more of her cock. Gya whined as she was force-fed dick through her lower mouth, feeling her insides invaded by something so firm until she couldn’t take another millimeter. She looked down at her bulged belly and realized she’d been entirely transformed into a sheath for Hitomi, her petite form taking most but not all of Hitomi’s monstrous size before she bottomed out. “Much better,” Hitomi sighed in satisfaction, despite a few inches being left out in the cold it was still a significant improvement to have more sweet pussy wrapped around her. Gya turned her head to look at Hitomi in shock and rage, “I don’t recall giving you permission to get it deeper inside me, how dare you?” Hitomi slapped Gya’s huge butt firmly enough for the two meaty cheeks to jiggle delightfully, eliciting a squeal from the short girl. “I don’t need your permission, slut. You’re here to make me feel good, so I’m going to use as much of my little fucktoy’s pussy as I want,” Hitomi reprimanded her. Gya fumed, “I am one of the most powerful mages alive, and I will not let you treat me this way,” she warned. “So you’re saying you don’t want me to treat you like this? Then why has your pussy been throbbing and tightening up like crazy this whole time?” Hitomi retorted with a smirk. Gya paled, I know I’ve been throbbing and clenching, but that’s not by choice, she thought in in woe. My pussy is just doing that, I don’t know why and I can’t control it. She was surprised and angry with herself that her body was betraying her. Get it together, I’ve battled armies and legendary monsters, how am I losing my cool against this girl just because she shoved a dick inside me? Hitomi saw the complicated expression on Gya’s face and took that as an opportunity to jerk herself off with her new pocket pussy, gripping her waist firmly and pulling the slut up and down her length like she was a human shaped sex toy. Gya moaned as she felt raw dick scrape her sensitive insides, the harsh stiffness forcing her pussy wide open feeling amazing, her body wanting nothing more than to take the shape of Hitomi’s dick as she was filled back up. “I—mmph~ I said stooo-ngh~ stop…” Gya attempted to articulate through her insides getting scrambled. What is wrong with me? It feels too good to properly ask her to stop, and it’s hard to even get the words out. How am I losing to a cock? “Shut up and tighten up that pussy,” Hitomi ordered, jerking herself off with her new cocksleeve without a care in the world for how her sleeve was whining and moaning wrapped around her cock. “Fuck you…” she whimpered. Fine, she thought, not because you told me to or that I like you ordering me around, but because I want to get this over with as soon as possible, she tried to convince herself. With her newly tightened sleeve, Hitomi used Gyo’s pussy to masturbate herself to completion, Gyo’s limbs dangling freely as she was overwhelmed by the thorough cunt fucking she was receiving, wholly turned into a defenseless and passive pocket pussy. Hitomi shoved Gyo down her rod until her cockhead met her cervix, and then kept pushing for good measure, the pressure on Gyo’s cervix making her cum like crazy. Spurt after spurt filled Gyo’s fertile little pussy and womb with more cum than the tiny girl could handle, her uterus overflowing with sticky, virile semen. Gyo’s narrow tunnel drained Hitomi’s cock of every last drop, her hole wanting to be bred so badly it kept jerking Hitomi off as she came. The powerful Arch Magus was knocked up and utterly conquered by cock. Once she was done with Gyo, Hitomi pulled her off her length and let her lay on the bed beside her to recover. As a new pair of pussy lips immediately kissed her dick’s tip, she realized this one was quite eager. Hitomi realized this was her calling. This was heaven. Nari came to a similar conclusion, eventually during one of the moments where she wasn’t fucked relentlessly and was actually able to form a coherent thought.

Chapter 1 - Keeping it in the family (Anna & original character)

Quick author's note: this takes place after the first movie, ignoring the second entirely. —— Elsa woke up to the alluring sound of a wet slurp and the feeling of a wet, warm mouth wrapped around her cock. She stretched her arms as she awoke from her slumber, rubbing her eyes sleepily. “Morning,” she commented lazily to the person giving her cockhead a sloppy kiss, soaking the already moistened cockmeat in more saliva. Elsa flipped over her blanket to reveal her sister— and wife— Anna, her pretty little mouth forming a vacuum around her sister’s girthy member, forcing her jaw open to an almost ridiculous degree. Elsa followed the luscious curve of her sister’s body as she laid on her stomach with her legs in the air, drinking in the sight of her fat, naked ass. Anna’s eyes locked onto her sister’s, emanating love and warmth, “Moghnighn,” she said through her stuffed mouth. Her eyes took on a mischievous and lascivious glint before she slowly lowered her head onto the pillar of cockmeat, bringing it deeper inside her damp, narrow throat. With ease, she planted her lips on her wife’s pelvis, forming a tight seal around the monstrous cock. This was no small feat, as Elsa was a full womb breaking 15 inches. To not gag on such a thing deserved praise. Praise Elsa was fully willing to give her sister, “Mmmmm,” she let out an approving sigh. “Love it when you do that,” she said with a small smile before propping up a few pillows behind her so she could take in the sight of the blowjob she was receiving. Her white hair cascaded down her headrest every which way, not done up in her usual braid. She shivered as she felt her sister’s throat constrict wonderfully around her, the cramped passage working hard to gulp down its intruder. Grinning through her eyes alone, Anna hoisted her head up the turgid length until it flew out of her mouth with a pop. She wrapped her dainty hand around the thick shaft as her tongue flicked the bulbous head playfully, “Thought I’d reward you for being so patient with me,” she said playfully. “Then stop teasing me and get going for real,” Elsa retorted with a similarly playful tone. “Plus, we both know you have an ulterior motive,” she finished with a wink. “With pleasure.” With that, Anna once more gobbled up her wife’s hunk of meat, taking a moment to get prepared by flipping her flowing red hair back and placing her hands on her sister’s luscious thighs. In prime cock sucking position, she started to slowly bob her head up and down the lengthy member, working her way up to about the halfway point before swallowing it again. Elsa groaned and put her hands on her sister’s head as she took her inside the cock sucking hole to the base repeatedly. A knock rasped against the door, causing Elsa to groan in annoyance before grunting out a short “Enter.” A short woman with shoulder-length brown hair entered, closing the door behind her. She gave a slight bow, “My Queen, you told me to report as soon as we had more information regarding the trade route to baron Meyer from the southern islands. We just received letter of his response.” The woman glanced at Anna, who had continued giving her sister a sloppy blowjob without pause, wet schliks and slurps ringing out as she deepthroated the engorged member that was almost too wide for her narrow tunnel. Her eyes stayed on her sister, giving her a lewd and inviting look. Elsa waved her hand dismissively, “I’ll take a look at it later, bit busy at the moment,” she finished with a moan as she resumed her grip on her wife’s head. “Now I really want to feel more of this sweet throat of yours,” Elsa growled before she started leveraging her sister’s head up and down her cock, using her head as a handlebar just to feel her cock plunge into the damp depths at a quicker pace. Anna relaxed and let her throat be used as a cocksleeve, half expecting this outcome anyway. Neither women gave their visitor a second glance as she bowed once more and promptly left. Elsa took to fucking her little sister’s throat fast and hard, delving into the constricted throat with ease. Anna shifted her focus to fondling her wife’s balls, gently massaging the dangling orbs as she was used as a fucktoy. Anna had expected this since she knew her wife was backed up, just as she was every time Anna gave birth. The birth and recovery didn’t leave her open for sexy times, so the perpetually horny Elsa naturally became quite frustrated during those few days. That’s not to say this sort of thing was uncommon under normal circumstances, it was simply more likely now. Any normal girl would have gagged and choked with such an enormous rod ramming their throat, which Anna certainly did a lot of in the beginning of the siblings’ relationship, but now she had grown used to the beastly thing. Elsa started to thrust her hips upwards in conjunction with her manhandling of her sister’s head, smacking her pelvis against the lips that were stretched wide around her. Elsa’s breathing accelerated as she continued fucking her wife’s drenched throat at a rapid pace, lewd sounds echoing with every motion as the abused hole shifted around her massive prick. With a final thrust, Elsa hilted herself inside the delicate mouth and appreciated the feeling of the throat’s warm walls quivering around her. Her hands firmly held her sister’s head in place as her cock started to throb. She groaned, “Fuck, that’s a good cocksleeve.” Anna gave her sister an encouraging look as she practically sucked out her cum, the sides of her mouth sticking to the shaft tightly. She felt a tide of semen forcefully surge from Elsa’s cockhead straight into her stomach with each rhythmic throb of its swollen length. A tingly feeling came over her quickly, soon turning into a buzzing feeling of pure bliss as her wife’s cum showed its amazing properties. She felt as if she was floating on a cloud as she had her belly pumped full of the viscous fluid, and she started to rub her thighs together with need with the rush of heat that went down to her loins. She had already been dripping wet, naturally, but now she felt her lubrication production really ramp up, basically turning her into a faucet down there. As the seconds passed and Elsa showed no sign of nearing the end of her orgasm, Anna gleefully gulped down her load and became more inundated with the effects of her sister’s cum, filled with warmth, happiness and love. And horniness. She was incredibly horny. Once the large member’s throbbing started to peter out, Anna popped it out of her mouth and opened her mouth wide, letting it spurt out the last drollops into her gaping maw. She swabbed the liquid around her mouth giving it as thorough a taste as she could. It was sweet, having a taste reminiscent of syrup, but with a slightly fruity feel. She would have a hard time describing it to someone else, but she knew it tasted damn good. Gulping down the sticky white liquid, Anna sighed in satisfaction, “I really needed that.” Her words were more than that of a person who had finally gotten something they had longed for. When the sisters had first engaged in sexual activities, they had discovered that Elsa’s cum had properties similar to that of a drug. It wasn’t that Anna was experiencing withdrawal from a few days without it, as far as the two knew that was impossible, but she was really craving it. “Thanks honey,” Elsa said while her wife licked up the last few drops that had steadily leaked out of her. To her surprise, the redhead crawled onto her lap, resting her sodden pussy lips on her cockmeat. She raised herself up and brought herself forward, wrapping her hands around and bringing her wife’s fat cock to poise it against her entrance. Looking into her sister’s eyes, Anna lowered her childbearing hips and speared herself on the pillar of cockmeat. The insertion forced her pussy to spread wide open to accommodate its girth, the pussylips stretched so wide they looked as if they would burst at any larger of an insertion. The two girls moaned, one at having her cunt so stretched out by such a firm and hard cock, the other at the wonderful feeling of silky pussyfolds caressing her glans. Elsa bit her lip as Anna further sank onto her engorged cock, the well-filled fucktunnel fitting her like a glove, its wetness allowing easy progress into its warm depths. “Babymaking sex already? Even though you just squeezed one out yesterday?” Elsa asked in between soft moans, relishing in the tightness of her sister’s pussy. “Mmm~ I just - ngh - love bearing your - ah - children♥”, Anna cooed through breathy moans while she slowly filled up more and more of her cunt. Eventually Elsa’s cockhead met resistance in the way of Anna’s spongy cervix. Anna let out a whorish moan as she let her body’s weight rest on the iron-hard rod, putting mind numbing pressure on her womb’s entrance and making her cum on the spot, thanks to her increased sensitivity from her sister’s cum. Anna trembled violently, and Elsa held her wife’s flared hips as she came, trying to force her further down her shaft so that her orgasm would last longer, eager to feel her tighten up even further. Clenching and unclenching, her insides rippled along its invader, walls attempting to forcibly milk it of its seed. “Damn, still just as tight,” Elsa hissed in appreciation of the narrow pink flesh blanketing her cock.“Let me in there, slut,” Elsa commanded as she still attempted to spear her sister’s cervix. It had taken her some time and practice, but Anna had become able to take her wife’s entire length through letting it inside of her womb. Even in her dazed, orgasm controlled state she was able to relax her cervix, quickly letting the massive rod penetrate the squishy ring and enter her inner sanctum. The womb’s sensitive walls immediately attacked its invader with rhythmic pulses, as it was simply in its nature to milk out cum, always seeking seed to impregnate it. Anna’s abused looking pussylips met the base of her sister’s shaft, and she came again, the sensation of having her womb filled by something so hard was euphoric. Elsa treasured the feeling of the sweet little baby factory wrapping around her cock, knowing that it was restricted to when it didn’t have a baby in the making. Elsa was so excited to put a baby in there that she almost came on the spot, but she held on because she knew this was the best sex she’d have in a while. Knock-up sex always is. As Anna quivered while the waves of orgasm rang through her, Elsa traced a hand from her slit up along her distended stomach, massaging her shaft through the bulge in her wife’s slim waist. The bulge ended well above her navel, and she pushed against the very end firmly, giving her wife no time to recover as she came again with the sensation of her womb’s delicate walls being squished against the iron-hard dick. Elsa was proud of herself for making her sister cum her brains out for a solid minute straight, triggering another one sometimes in the middle of an orgasm. Her pussy went haywire, fluttering and shifting along the hard length with no coordination, no rhythm or order, the simple desire to squeeze cock causing the pink walls to become an incrediblecocksleeve. Anna’s eyes had rolled back as she was unable to cope with the pleasure that a wombfuck gave combined with her sister’s aphrodisiac cum. Elsa shifted her wife’s body like it was a doll, slowly digging into the trembling woman’s tight pussy and superbly soft womb. “Does the babymaker like mommy’s cock?” Elsa grunted out as she kept slowly fucking her sister’s womb. “Mhfn- I love it~♥” Anna replied through her whorish moans, still having enough of a mental presence for dirty talk, since she knew how much her wife enjoyed it. Suddenly, she gripped the hand that was assaulting her bulge and seemed to come back to reality somewhat, though she was obviously still cumming due to her shuddering form. “Let me impregnate myself this time, I’ve never been on top when we’ve made a baby,” Anna pleaded, face scrunched up in concentration due to her stifling her moans to appear more composed than she really was. She had never grown accustomed to how good sex felt, but she had somewhat learned to be able to use her legs even when they felt like jelly. Which she was making use of now, lifting herself ever so slightly before lowering herself once more at a languid pace, fucking her own womb gently and gradually. Elsa raised an eyebrow at her sister’s attempt to take charge, before smirking and placing her hands behind her head, “Sure, but you better tighten up, slut.” This actually benefited Elsa, as she couldn’t hold herself back and prolong the sex when she had the opportunity to knock someone up, this way it could last much longer. Anna’s face once more scrunched up in concentration as she clenched her pussy around her sister’s much too wide cock, an expression Elsa thought was absolutely adorable. “Am I a good cocksleeve~?” Anna asked with a voice that wanted nothing more than to please. “The best,” Elsa grinned, happy that she had even asked such a question. Anna’s cunt squeezed down like a vice in response to the compliment, almost as much as when she made a concerted effort to do so. Elsa grunted, “Don’t stop squeezing. And grind my cock into your womb, it’s so nice in there,” she commanded. Anna obediently followed, slowly gyrating her pelvis to rub the bulbous tip against the womb that had just a few days ago nurtured a baby. “Think you’re fertile again so soon after giving birth?” Elsa inquired as she enjoyed the sight of her wife fucking herself onto her cock, bending the pliable pussywalls around her hardness. The wet squelching sounds of the two sexual organs squishing together combined with her wife’s whining moans was highly appealing to Elsa. “Absolutely~” Anna replied in a sweet voice. She stopped her leisurely grinding and placed a hand on her bulge once more, pressing the walls of her womb against her sister’s cock with a whorish moan. “I can feel it~ hng~  my body needs your babies♥~” she cooed. Her eyes were glazed over with love and warmth as the effects of Elsa’s cum took hold of her even further, turning her into a willing whore who wanted nothing more than to become a baby incubator. Elsa wished she could remain like this forever, but her need to cum had already been steadily rising past her limit, and with this display of complete submissiveness she couldn’t stop herself any longer. “I’m gonna cum, get it in as deep as you can and don’t let a single drop escape your womb,” Elsa ordered. Anna beamed and ground herself into her sister, excitedly waiting for her to cum by sitting still and letting her pussy’s tightness do its job, of course helping it along by forcing her muscles to squeeze down on Elsa’s cock. The pink walls rippled along the pillar of dickmeat in anticipation, milking it desperately in any way they could, rhythmic pulses of sweet tightness showed how eager the slutty cunt was to be impregnated. “Nice and tight, keep going,” Elsa grunted. She was holding on by the skin of her teeth, she wanted to cum so desperately but she was holding back just to treasure the moments before fertilization and to really make sure she would ejaculate as much as possible to ensure she would knock up her sister in one go. Anna worked her pussy, massaging the massive invader that had made her insides its home. Elsa moaned, “Fuck,” she bit her lip as she gave her sister a predatory gaze, “I’m so glad I made your pussy mine.” Elsa’s girthy shaft throbbed and without warning launched a jet of virile seed into the unprotected, fertile womb it was being milked by. With each pulse of the virile member, thick streams of semen were ejaculated directly inside of the waiting womb, the sheer volume and force of the fertilization ensuring Anna’s pregnancy. Elsa moaned as she finally achieved sweet release, and her sister naturally came from experiencing the pleasure of being bred. Soon, Elsa had completely filled up her sister’s baby factory, so with nowhere else to go the viscous liquid dripped down into her squeezing snatch. The birth canal eagerly lapped up every drop of seed they were given, the pink walls being painted white with each pulse of the fat cock. The pussyfolds attempted to keep the seed as close to the womb as possible, but were unable to handle such a quantity, so it just kept leaking further out of her snug tunnel. The hole was already tightly wrapped around Elsa’s huge circumference, which only forced it tighter around it. “You like being filled with my cum?” Elsa asked with a throaty growl as she impregnated her wife. “Mngh- I love being y- ah- your cumdump~♥” Anna moaned in reply, barely able to hold onto consciousness as her womb and pussy were filled past her limit, her stomach bloating to the huge quantity of cum pumping into her. Despite how her immensely stretched pussy lips were gripping onto their invader, they had no choice but to leak some of the cum that had been so generously gifted to her. It leaked out in a steady stream, pooling at the base of Elsa’s shaft and Anna’s pussy. Elsa felt proud that she was able to fill her wife up so well. She sighed, “Nothing better than cumming inside a nice, snug pussy and knocking it up in one try.” Suddenly, she burst into action by sitting up and pressing herself against her sister while gently thrusting into her jammed packed cunt and womb, causing Anna to mewl as the semen in her abused hole shifted around the girthy member, though her pink walls tried their best to contain the treasured fluid. Wet slurps accompanied the slow and lazy pumps in and out of the filled tunnel. “Even if I only thrust this much you’re still a mess, you’re such a slut,” Elsa said with a grin, taking in the state of her sister. Her entire body had been overtaken by pleasure as she had seemingly no strength left in her limbs as they dangled uselessly, leaving her unable to do anything but moan under her sister’s clumsy thrusts. —— Elsa shielded her eyes from the shining sun, eyes adjusting to her new environment. She spotted her wife lying down on a blanket next to the pool with her eyes closed, tanning her back leisurely. Elsa smiled, seeing her sister being able to relax for once, she knew how hard she worked to raise their children, she wasn’t allowed a lot of moments like these. The weather had become a lot more suited to giving people a tan over the years, Elsa suspected it had something to do with her learning how to control her powers, but she had no way of confirming that suspicion. She was just happy they had a window of time where they could make use of the palace’s pool and where children could finally play again in the streams and lakes. With that said, the pool was strangely barren right now, possibly because people want to give Anna a chance to relax, which was not an unlikely scenario considering how loved she was. Although not completely barren, as next to Anna there was another woman tanning, lying on her back, similarly naked to her sister. Her hair was raven black and though it was splayed out on the blanket haphazardly, Elsa measured it to reach about halfway down her back. Her body stood in contrast to her sister’s, being much more matronly with wider hips, thicker thighs and larger breasts, while still maintaining a narrow waist. Elsa thought her wife had a great figure, this girl just seemed to turn that figure to 11. Her face was soft and gentle, exuding a mature aura even through her closed eyes. Elsa shook her head, I should be ogling my wife, not her, she thought. Besides, she could feel her cock throb with need the further she looked, it was getting almost painful. Elsa started for her wife, not minding the shocked look of the other girl as she noticed Elsa’s erection peeking out from her much too small bikini, only managing to obscure her balls while her member had long since broken free of the garment. Anna didn’t open her eyes to look at the new arrival, as she had a sneaking suspicion of who it was, “Hey there darling,” she said with a teasing voice. Elsa didn’t make any sound to confirm her wife’s guess, instead she simply sat down on her thighs beneath her fat, naked ass. Without warning, she brought her hunk of dickmeat to her sister’s pussy and pushed inside, parting the meat curtains easily, delving deep into her tight cunt with one thrust. The stretched out folds desperately clung to the hard cock, but the turgid meat easily pushed deeper inside the narrow tunnel, only stopping once Elsa felt the entrance to her womb. Anna gasped in shock and pleasure, turning her head to look at who just filled out her snatch, though there was little doubt in her mind as to who it was. Spotting her wife, she gave a sly grin and clenched her pussy around her sister’s cock. “And what’s this you’re doing out of nowhere?” Anna asked as she tightened up her fuckhole as much as she could. Elsa hissed at the feeling of her cock being squeezed so earnestly by the oh-so soft pink walls. “What? A girl can’t use her wife’s pussy when she’s flaunting her body like this?” Elsa asked, giving her wife’s generous derriere a light slap for emphasis. The fat cheeks wobbled in an enticing manner in response. Anna turned her head to the black haired girl lying next to her, “Can you believe she just sticks it in whenever she wants, Mia?” she said in mock exasperation. Mia, who had been watching in quiet shock, ripped her eyes from the shaft of Elsa’s cock—  the only part that wasn’t inside her wife— and only shook her head in response. Elsa ground into the sleeve she was buried in, not bringing herself out at all, but simply pushing against her sister’s cervix, “This hole belongs to me, not you.” Anna couldn’t respond due to the overwhelming pleasure. Her legs went into the air as she gripped the blanket tightly in her hands, her entire body trembling from already cumming, whorish moans escaping her mouth. Elsa lowered herself onto her sister, lying down on top of her and bringing her face next to the gratified face of her sister. With gravity pushing her cockhead further against the squishy ring, Anna’s pleasure was magnified. And with it, so did her pussy squirm around Elsa’s iron-hard length and grip it like a vice, wet pussyfolds enveloping it entirely in a desperate attempt to make her cum. Elsa had to admit it was hard not to. Especially with her friend watching, who she could tell was insanely turned on judging by the look in her eyes and how she’s biting her lip, not to mention the squirming of her legs. Whispering into her sister’s ears loud enough for her friend to hear, she further attempted to spear her cervix, “The reason this cocksleeve belongs to me is because you’re mine. You’re mine because I fit inside you so perfectly, I’m the only one who can fill out your pussy like this.” Her voice came out husky and strained, because she was getting way too close to cumming. Her sister’s tightness was already out of this world, but after those words her pussy was practically wringing out Elsa’s fat dick. She planted a few sloppy and lazy kisses on her wife that was so dutifully serving as her cocksleeve, as a distraction to be able to hold on for longer. Before long, she had to pull away. “Fuck. The only thing your body is good for is taking my cock and making me cum, so keep that pussy tight while I fill you up,” Elsa grunted as she felt the inevitable tug of an orgasm coming. Her rod had no choice but to fire its load into the greedy pussy that was milking it, every pulse and spurt whipping the cuntwalls into a frenzy, lapping up every last drop and attempting to force it into her womb. She sighed contently as she was properly milked by a trained cocksleeve, silky smooth pink walls fervently squeezing and fluttering around her throbbing cock in a delightful way. The stretched out tunnel began to expand as the semen that was supposed to go into her womb ended up just pooling around her cervix. With a baby in the oven, that entrance was tightly shut. This caused the already too stretched walls to stretch even further to accommodate the sticky fluid, making Anna feel like her pussy was ready to burst, a feeling that only made her cum harder and longer. The two lay there for a while, enjoying the afterglow of the lazy but intense sex. Or, the first round of it. Anna was enjoying the feeling of fullness and the magical effects of her sister’s cum, while Elsa was enjoying some tight pussy. “Do you see her? How turned on she is?” Anna whispered in a hushed voice. Elsa glanced at her wife’s friend, seeing a hand over her crotch with a finger that occasionally disappeared from view, returning with a new sheen of fluid. Mia didn’t stop upon noticing Elsa’s gaze, she couldn’t stop, this was the most turned on she’d ever been. “Yeah, so?” Elsa asked, curious where her wife was going. “Well, you have a pretty good way of helping her out, don’t you think?” Elsa raised her eyebrows, “You mean you want me to fuck her?” she said a bit louder than she meant to. Anna grinned, “Yeah. Wouldn’t that be hot?” Elsa looked over Mia’s body once again, feeling any doubt melt away to her curves. Well, since she said it’s fine, Elsa thought with a mental shrug. She pulled out of the whitened tunnel with a schlick sound as the vacuum was filled with cum, the couple gasping in joy from the sensations after being still for so long. Her log of a dick was slathered in semen, giving it a daunting look to the spectating Mia. In truth, it was the hottest thing she’d ever seen, bigger than any she’d seen before, and coated in a layer of seed mixed with some of her friend’s pussy juice. She couldn’t take her eyes off it as the hefty weight caused it to swing around as Elsa approached her. This, this is what a Queen’s cock should look like, she thought with reverence. She was so caught up in her own world that she didn’t notice Elsa sitting down on her thighs until they made contact. Mia yelped in surprise as the hunk of man meat slapped against her lower stomach, awfully close to her pussy. She quickly got over her surprise and felt her lower mouth drool in anticipation, her body burning with need. “You like what you see?” Elsa asked with a grin, amused by how obviously in love with her cock the girl was. The heat of the massive cock against her stomach filled her with desire, her breaths becoming short and rapid as she went into heat. Almost as if on instinct, the girl began to spread her legs with Elsa still sitting on them, but a hand from Elsa made her realise what she was doing, causing her to stop. “It’s gonna be hard to get it inside in this position, but it’ll be worth it,” Elsa declared, closing the girl’s alluringly thick thighs. Mia gulped, “You mean you want to put that thing inside of me?” she asked with a tinge of worry in her voice, taking in the girth and length of the thing. Not to mention how it was covered with virile seed that might knock her up. “Won’t I get pregnant?” she inquired with worry once more, eyes tracing the throbbing veins that webbed across its length. Though she seemed hesitant, on the inside she had already decided she needed to be filled up by the pillar of virility. Elsa chuckled and brought the flared head between the buxom girl’s legs and stabbed at her closed pussy lips, causing a cute moan to escape Mia’s lips. Anna had turned to the side, watching the two as she brought her hand down between her legs, dipped a finger inside herself and licked it clean as if it were the most delicious treat she’d ever had. Which it was, the taste of her sister’s cum far surpassed any normal dessert. “You don’t have a lot of experience, do you?” Elsa asked with a smirk as she casually mushed Mia’s lower lips with her hardness. The black haired sexbomb squirmed as she endured Elsa’s teasing, “No, I do… but I’ve never been with anyone as, uh… lucky, as you,” she mumbled shyly in between yelps of pleasure. “Don’t worry, I’ll break you in gently,” Elsa said with a confident smile. On the inside, though, she was brimming with excitement at the opportunity to taste an entirely new pussy. It was like christmas, she couldn’t wait. Not to mention she was fertile, presumably. Despite her immense desire to split the girl’s slit, she needed to make sure they were on the same page. “Are you okay with potentially getting knocked up?” Elsa asked, halting her teasing to give the girl a chance to respond, her conscience winning out over her need to just knock up the bitch on the spot. Mia didn’t seem to require very long to decide, as within moments she gave a resounding “Yes.” The excitement in her voice didn’t slip by Elsa. She knew she wanted to get knocked up just as much as she wanted to knock her up. The curvaceous girl’s thick thighs prevented access to her hole, so Elsa parted the two meaty legs ever so slightly to grant her better access. Bringing her forearm length rod between the pillowy thighs was a hard task due to their combined mass, her hardness forcing herself between the soft loins. I’ve been able to do this position with my wife, but this girl is so thick it’s making it quite difficult, Elsa thought to herself. Though she wasn’t complaining, the extra challenge would only make the pussy sweeter. Finally she was able to poke the entrance to Mia’s cunt, the lightest touch smearing her crown in girl juices, clear evidence of how turned on the girl was. Mia tightly gripped the blanket she lied on in anticipation of the massive member entering her. Ever so slowly, Elsa pushed against the narrow opening, gently asking to taste the delicate insides that lie within. The opening, unused to such girth, didn’t budge. Elsa slowly increased the pressure she put on the stubborn pussy until it was pried open with a wet ‘plop’ as her cockhead sunk inside the cramped tunnel, the girl’s pubic area bulging out slightly at merely a taste of Elsa’s fat cock. Mia moaned, “Oh my god,” as she struggled to cope with the new sensation, squirming similarly to her soft and wet insides writhing in ecstasy around their invader. Elsa couldn’t help but groan as she slowly forced herself deeper inside the hole that felt like it was made for making her cock feel good. It feels so different to Anna’s, every bump and fold is a different sensation, she thought. The semen that covered her cock was quickly slurped up by the greedy pussy folds, their muscles working with the intent to bring the precious seed to her fertile womb. The bulge in Mia’s lower half journeyed up her chest as she was filled out more and more, her eyes locked onto the bulge with rapt attention. I can actually see how deep inside of me it’s going, that’s so hot, she thought moments before cumming. Her entire body trembled at the feeling of having her pussy stretched to its limits, the sensation combined with the visual stimulation of seeing her stomach bulge and knowing Anna was watching them became too much even before Elsa had started thrusting. Elsa stopped filling up Mia as her pussy clenched down with orgasmic force, as if trying to prevent the giant pillar of manhood from further spearing her. The velvety folds that were already stretched wide around Elsa’s girth felt exquisite as they tightened up around her, threatening to make her cum on the spot. She was only able to hold out due to her experience and due to the fact that she stopped moving. Anna hummed as she saw the full-body orgasm Mia was having, “Is her pussy tight?” Elsa nodded with her eyes closed in concentration to stop herself from cumming, “Like a vice.” Shlicking sounds of a finger entering and exiting a semen filled pussy rang out, “Tighter than me?” Anna asked with a husky voice, the display of her sister making another woman cum so easily turning her on an unbelievable amount. Elsa wasn’t sure what answer her wife was looking for, so she just went with the truth, “Both of your pussies feel amazing,” she praised, leveling her eyes on her sister. Mia, who had started to recover from her orgasm, tightened up further at the praise. Ever so slowly, Elsa began bringing her hips forward, inching her way further inside the warm clenched tunnel. “You seem to be enjoying my cock, huh?” Elsa asked with a smirk. Mia could only meekly nod in response. “Please put the whole thing inside me already, I can’t take this,” she begged in a quiet voice, almost a whisper, looking at Elsa with pleading eyes. Elsa fistbumped internally, having accomplished her goal of her agonizingly slow insertion. “Maybe. I enjoy seeing you squirm, and seeing your stomach bulge out at this pace, so why should I go faster?” Mia arched her back upwards as Elsa hit a sensitive spot, her words combined with the sight of her distended stomach making her shiver in delight. Elsa was once more forced to stop as Mia’s luxurious insides clamped down, letting out a quiet hiss, “Fuck, that’s a good pussy.” Anna couldn’t help herself as she pulled herself next to her curvaceous friend and placed a hand on her slim waist, pushing down on the bulge of her sister’s cock. The added pressure caused the two to moan and for Mia to cum once more, whorish moans escaping her luscious lips as her cunt clenched around Elsa’s cock. Elsa quickly pulled out of the cumming pussy with a wet pop, “Close one. Almost made me cum there,” she said with a throaty voice and a chuckle as she watched Mia’s pussy clench hungrily at the emptiness inside her. Anna jumped on the opportunity, lunging at her sister’s cock and wrapping her lips around it with glee. She immediately gobbled up her entire length, deepthroating it in one go. Her throat, filled with cock, desperately tried to suck out her seed. Anna felt ecstatic as Elsa’s cock throbbed, but before she knew it she was pulled off of the engorged member. Elsa laughed while she held her throbbing cock as she was just barely able to prevent herself from cumming. “You greedy slut, almost made me waste my load,” she teased her sister. “You already had your fill,” Elsa said, taking a look in between her legs, only to find a complete lack of semen. The slut ate it all already, she noted with pride. “You’re gonna need to be punished,” Elsa declared, “Lie down on Mia and I’ll see to it.” Anna, ever the obedient little slut, lied down on top of Mia, her generous breasts rubbing against Mia’s own massive pillows of flesh. Without a moment’s hesitation, Anna locked her lips on her friend’s, her tongue quickly darting inside and dancing around her friend’s mouth. Why does she taste so good, was Mia’s first thought once she recovered from the surprise. Elsa enjoyed the display, but with two hungry pussies on display she couldn’t help herself as she pushed forward, dipping into the depths of her sister and quickly filling them up. A muffled moan escaped her lips as she felt her pussy stretch wide across her sister’s cock yet again. Mia felt a hardness against her own stomach as Anna’s distended with the insertion. Just as quickly as she was filled was she empty again, Elsa’s cock throbbing slightly once more at the precipice of orgasm. Gonna need to make this count, Elsa thought with full intention to knock Mia up. “Give me some space so I can fill her up properly,” Elsa commanded, leading to Anna quickly getting off her friend and lying down next to her, a lustful and excited look in her eyes at the knowledge of what was about to happen. Mia seemed confused as she had just gotten into the kissing, until she felt a familiar stabbing of her lower lips. Elsa got into a position somewhat similar to a pushup, her hands bracing her body above Mia, looking down to get her cock into position. Once she felt prepared, she looked at Mia with a knowing smirk, “You said you wanted my entire cock?” Mia nodded quickly, excited at the prospect of feeling her entire length. “Then ask nicely.” “Cock please~” Elsa shook her head, “You can do better than that.” “Bury your cock inside my pussy, please,” Mia whined, her impatience winning out over her common decency. “Make me want it.” Mia mewled, “Please bury your fat cock inside my tight, slutty pussy, I promise I’ll squeeze you really good and you can cum inside if you want~♥” Elsa grinned and lowered herself into Mia’s sodden depths at a faster pace than before, a few inches a second. Elsa luxuriated in the crushing tightness of a silky, warm tunnel around her length, Mia clenching down in encouragement. Mia’s mouth was wide open, gasping at the mind numbing pleasure of being so utterly filled by cock, the sensation increasing with every inch. Elsa’s stomach made contact with Mia’s as her cockhead pushed firmly against the girl’s spongy cervix, a cervix that was sucking her glans in a delicious way. Elsa pushed her pelvis forward and upwards as much as she could, trying to grind herself deeper inside the snug snatch she was buried in. With every slight movement she could feel her own stomach press down against her cock. It took everything she had to ignore Mia’s orgasming clenching pussy and her whorish moans as she got into position. Finally, Elsa stopped pushing back her own orgasm with a satisfied sigh. Her entire cock buried inside a nice, warm pussy she only had to let nature take its course, the soft pussy folds massaging her into orgasm in no time. With each pulse, Elsa’s cock launched streams of semen directly into Mia’s waiting fertile womb. Each throb was milked out by the birth canal turned cocksleeve, the nubile hole spasming, clenching and sucking the hard dick-meat as if it were made for it. The sticky white liquid slowly filled her womb, ballooning it as it was packed full past its limit, the leftover seed flowing into the tight fucktunnel. Elsa placed her hands on Mia’s fat ass and attempted to bring her closer as she pushed her pelvis forward with the intent to seed the already chock-full baby factory. Elsa knew this, but she couldn’t stop herself from instinctually wanting to bury herself even deeper inside the slut’s cunt. “Take all my cum you slut,” Elsa demanded with a groan. Mia, a woman who had never experienced the joy of being impregnated, came hard. She would’ve been pawing Elsa desperately if she could actually move, but as it stood she could only lie there and be utterly and thoroughly bred. Her eyes rolled up, gasps and howls of pleasure ringing out, as she thanked the world for being born a woman. They were left panting at the intensity of breeding, Mia never having experienced anything like it and Elsa thinking it was just as amazing as when she knocked up Anna. Elsa nestled her head against Mia as they bathed in the afterglow of their orgasms. “I feel so full~” Mia sighed with bliss. Then a dopey smile bloomed on her face. She wasn’t sure why, but she got a fuzzy feeling all over, as if she was blanketed in warm and soft fur, both inside and out. The effect was stronger between her legs, an electric current of pleasure distinctly different yet similar to sex ran through the vaginal walls that were wrapped around Elsa. With each throb of Elsa’s tower of manhood, she would feel a surge of delight. It almost felt like she was having many tiny orgasms constantly. Elsa could still feel her hardness through Mia’s stomach, but now it was joined by a squishy bulge that was a too-full womb. Dollops of seed still leaked out of Elsa’s virile member, streaming out of Mia’s jam-packed slit and down her thighs. Anna looked at the two of them with dreamy eyes, a warm feeling in her stomach not only due to the effects of Elsa’s sperm, but because she was overjoyed that she would have another person to talk to about being a mother. A mother to Elsa’s children. “Want to go another round?” Elsa asked the two impregnated gals. She got her answer in the form of Mia rolling her hips onto her cock with a smile on her face.

Chapter 2 - Indulgence

You wake up with your teacher’s blonde haired bimbo of a wife whipping her hips back and forth on your cock, letting out whorish moans meanwhile. Said teacher is nowhere to be seen. “Oh you’re awa-hnn awake,” Harper says casually while spearing herself onto your member rhythmically. “I just, ahh, had to-ooo get creampied-mhh before starting-nng my day.” After a few more creampies, you sit up and grab her by her legs, standing up while still invading her deepest parts. You carry your cocksleeve downstairs, where you find Cassandra putting plates on the dining table, wearing nothing but an apron, her fat naked ass jiggling as she walks. Noticing you, she gives you a bright smile, “Good morning! I thought I’d prepare some food so you’re ready to knock up as many girls as you can!” You smile in return, “Thank you.” You have a large serving various foods all the while your cocksleeve is happily bouncing up and down your rod. The mix of delicious food and a tight pussy is a treat. When you finish, you unceremoniously drop Harper, a flood of semen escaping her snatch with nothing keeping it inside. Instead you pick up Cass, who purrs as you bring her down your length. You ask Harper to give you a ride home. Happily obliging, she drives you home, dropping off you and your cocksleeve outside your house. You walk in without caring what your family is gonna think of you being balls deep inside your teacher. You have a hole as a goal, and you’re gonna fuck that goal. You find your mom sitting at the dining table, a cup of coffee in hand as she looks at her phone. Hearing you come in, she looks up from her phone and opens her mouth as she sees you, though as she takes in what she sees the words die on her mouth from the surprise. Her eyes lock on the part where you’re spearing Cass’s fuckhole with your hard dick and all the lewd liquids trickling out of her. Cass doesn’t have the presence of mind to register your mom, her mind preoccupied with cumming over and over again from the feeling of being filled to the brim and knocked up over and over again. “I’m back because I wanna find out what your pussy feels like, mom,” you declare boldly. You unsheathe Cass and place her on a chair for her to recover as your mom processes your words. Now standing in front of your mom with your huge erect cock on display, she’s forced out of her shocked silence. “Of course sweetie, I’d love to make your dick feel good,” she beams at you. She stands up and starts stripping without a second thought. You look down at your mother and take in her curvaceous, naked body that she instantly submitted to you. She makes no effort to hide her massive breasts and the little slit between her legs. In fact she seems to welcome you looking at her, batting her eyes at you alluringly. The sexy display turns you on even more, the feeling seemingly mutual as you see some liquid run down her thigh already. The whole event is so casual that it barely even feels like you’re about to fuck your own mom, something which should be a huge deal. It certainly doesn’t feel like you’re about to do anything as romantic as making love. Instead this is simply about you wanting a nice warm hole to get your dick inside of, and your mom is ready and willing to fill that role. “How do you want to use me?” she asks, fidgeting slightly under your staring, eyes darting to your cock with lust clear in her eyes. You quickly pick her up under her knees and raise her so that her cunt hovers right above your tip, carefully adjusting her so that you can see her face as you slowly lower her down your length inch by inch. As your head is swallowed up by her lower lips the lips on her face turn into an O and her hands grip your back for dear life, as if she’s deathly afraid of losing out on this feeling. She sinks down your length slowly but surely, both of you treasuring every second of contact of your most sensitive parts. Delicate pussy walls that feel silky smooth against your glans envelop your cock, your girth forcing her tunnel to expand to accommodate you, forming a tight vaginal sheath. “Mmmm~ You’re stretching my pussy out so well sweetie,” she mewls in delight. “I hope you’re enjoying mommy’s insides as much as I’m enjoying being filled up by your manly cock♥~” she says with a luscious voice. Her pleasure is clear on her face and in her voice, as well as in her pussy with her inner walls rippling along your length, eager to taste your semen. She has no idea how heavenly it feels wrapped in her velvety flesh. “Your insides are the best,” you reply. A warm smile and clench of her pussy rewards you. As you bottom out you hit her cervix, causing her to let out a breath as if she had the wind knocked out of her. Having her body press down against your hefty cock and put so much pressure directly onto the entrance to her womb, causing her rapidly approaching orgasm to arrive. Her body trembles as she clings onto you, pussy spasming as she loudly moans in pure delight from being wrapped around your cock. You wait a moment and enjoy the cumming mom-pussy you’re buried inside of. Once her orgasm finishes, you get to work using your new fucktoy. You lift her, her pussy gripping every inch you pull out of her in protest, before slamming her back down and forcing her to take your cock again, making her squeal. You push her up and down your cock so you can feel her delicious breeding hole to you rub against your length, her wet. Your glans taste her deliciously silky smooth walls with each thrust, and you treasure the wonderful experience to the utmost. “Your pussy’s gonna make me cum, mom.” “Cum inside my pussy sweetie, shove it deep inside me and let me squeeze out your cum, knock up mommy♥~” she begs in between whorish moans. You hilt yourself inside her and start releasing rope after rope of semen poised directly against her cervix, your virile seed dripping straight into her womb. Her entire body starts to tremble violently with the pleasure of having her own son impregnate her. “Tighten up,” you order her while she cums her brains out. Her fuck tunnel coaxes out every little drop of cum you have, her tightness draining your balls entirely, most of it being shot directly into her womb. You stand there for a while, both of you trembling and moaning as cum starts dripping out of her, her fertile breeding hole overflowing with your seed. Once she’s well and truly drained you, she coos, “I came so many times~ thank you sweetie♥” “I should be the one thanking you, Mom. I’ve never had such a good orgasm before.” Her face lights up with joy and her vaginal tunnel clamps down on you like a vice, forcing you to let out a groan. “I never knew I’d have such a fine young man who could fuck my brains out so well. I really hope you get me pregnant~♥” she purrs at you, a proud smile on her face. You keep fucking her for a while to make sure she really gets pregnant, giving Cass some dick too once she recovers. But it’s not long before you hear a knock on the door. You open the door with your mom sleeved. Three girls are on your doorstep, Alex and two others you don’t know. “Yo, figured you were here since you didn’t show up at school,” Alex says in greeting. “Figured you’d be balls deep in your sister again, or your mom I guess,” she continues, her eyes looking down at the action taking place. “I wanted more of your dick, and my friends here also want to get dicked down, so I figured I’d come ask if you could do us a solid and fuck us silly,” she explains with an innocent, hopeful grin. Thinking it could be a fun change of pace, you step aside to invite the girls in, “Sure, let’s go to my room.” You make a stop to drop off your cock-dazed mom, your dick sliding out of her with a wet schlup, a torrent of cum leaking out of her as you lay her on the couch. The girls follow you up-stairs to your room, their eyes glued to your monstrous cock swaying back and forth, covered in cum and pussy juice. Just by looking at them you can tell they’re desperate to have you inside them, their breaths coming fast and heavy as they get more and more turned on just by seeing you naked. Arriving in your room, you leave the door open and sit down on your bed, the girls quickly following suit. They strip within moments, leaving their fuckable bodies completely bare for you. You take a second to inspect Alex’s friends. Their bodies are similarly voluptuous and curvy like Alex, but that’s where the similarities end. The two have long, straight platinum blonde hair along with blue eyes, making them look like even bigger bimbos than Alex. Curiously, Alex takes out her phone while the two other sluts turn their asses toward you and start swaying their hips invitingly, dripping wet pussies on display while their faces press against your bed. “I’m Tiffany btw, fuck my pussy first please and thank you,” one of the girls says, using text slang in real life for some reason as she introduces herself. She enticingly shakes her ass a little in an attempt to convince you, her plump rear jiggling in a hypnotizing way. “I’m Lily,” the other girl introduces herself, “you should totally pound my pussy first, I’m sooo much tighter than that dumb skank,” she declares. Her arms reaching to her rear, she carefully uses her pedicured fingers to stretch her slit wide open, giving you a glimpse of her pink insides, “See? I bet it feels really good so just shove it in there.” Alex meanwhile is too busy fiddling with her phone to beg for your dick, “No need to fight, girls, we’ll all get a turn,” she scolds them, though you can tell all of them are just messing around. You don’t waste any time for pleasantries or an introduction before you get in position behind Lily, one hand firmly gripping her rear while the other holds your dick to her entrance. You ram yourself inside the narrow tunnel without warning, the whore you’re spearing squealing in delight as you fill up every nook and cranny of her deliciously soft teen pussy. “Oh fuck~” Lily moans and she grips the sheets under her to endure the wave of pleasure running through her. Tiffany huffs a complaint to the side that you didn’t pick her first. Pulling out of the vaginal walls tightly gripping your length before slamming yourself back inside creates a ripple of flesh as her ass jiggles. Your hands firmly hold your fucktoy by her hips, using it as leverage to pump yourself in and out of the wet cunt you’re enjoying. The cocksleeve moans and groans, her body trembling under you as she cums already. You don’t hold back, repeatedly pounding the slut from behind and filling your room with the sound of ass clapping. Alex points her phone at the action, “Finally got the stream up and running, and what a good opening. You guys digging this so far?” Alex asks, though you get the feeling she’s not asking any of you, but the people watching her stream. “Stream?” you ask, curious but mainly focused on the delightful feeling of stretching open a velvety pussy around your cock. “Yeah, I figured girls who aren’t here can still have fun and masturbate to you even if they’re not here to fuck you. Besides, this kind of thing gets big numbers,” she explains as she gets closer, trying to get a better camera angle. You don’t really mind, so you keep digging yourself in and out of Lily’s tight little pussy like a jackhammer, the whore’s moans punctuating each and every thrust. She sounds like the girls from the porn videos you used to watch. Not the ones with actors who are obviously faking it, but the ones who are obviously in cloud nine. As you get close, you don’t tell Lily you’re about to cum, you simply make sure you’re bottomed out inside her. Your hips flush against her ass, cock snugly buried inside her fluttering pussy, cockhead mushing her cervix. You cum and spray rope after rope of semen inside her fertile breeding hole, fully intending on knocking her up. Her pussy gladly gulps up every drop of seed and squeezes you nice and tight while you cum. “Oh, seems like he’s cumming,” Alex says as if she’s live commentating. She gets her phone under Lily and points it to where the two of you are connected to give the people watching a good view. “You can see his cock pulsate as he’s filling her up with cum,” she continues, a hungry look in her eyes. She uses her unoccupied hand to touch herself, joining Tiffany who had been doing it the whole time. Fully drained of cum, you pull out of Lily, letting the viewers see the mess you’ve made of her now gaping wide pussy overflowing with semen. “Yep, she’s gonna get pregnant for sure,” Alex states as she zooms in on the cum dripping out of Lily. To your side, Tiffany is on her back, spreading her legs in invitation. You sit in front of her, but instead of digging in immediately you decide to humor Alex by putting on a show for the stream. You let your log of dickmeat fall on Tiffany’s stomach with a meaty thwack. “This is how far inside her my cock is gonna be,” you explain for the audience and Tiffany’s benefit. The naked girl lies there and stares at your rod in awe as it reaches well up her stomach. After making sure you’ve gotten your point across, you rear back and poise yourself to go inside Tiffany as deep as you showcased, rubbing your tip against her wet opening a little. You slowly push inside her, easily penetrating her despite how small her hole is compared to your girth, velvety soft pussy flesh stretching to fit tightly around your cock. “I’m cumming♥” Tiffany purrs with a moan, her body trembling and pussy convulsing. “Damn, that looks like heaven. I wanna get my pussy pried open like that again,” Alex says longingly. “Does her pussy feel as good as it looks?” she asks. “Even better,” you reply as you steadily push your way further inside Tiffany’s snug tunnel, her vaginal walls amazingly soft against your glans as they cover your cock like a warm blanket. Alex keeps the phone pointed at the action but stops masturbating with her other hand, instead placing it on the growing bulge on Tiffany’s tummy. Her hand follows the dick shaped distension, pressing down on it to cause Tiffany’s squealing to grow even louder and her pussy to get even tighter. Bottoming out against her cervix, you can’t hold back any more and start laying into the little teen pussy you’re balls deep inside of, sawing in and out of the whore with quick, forceful movements. Tiffany moans and quivers as she keeps cumming, her fuckhole constricting nicely around you as a reward for making her feel so good. “Fuuuck— gimme that fat cock~♥” she begs as you pound into her snatch, “My pussy feels so good♥” she gets out in between her whorish moans. You can only fuck a tight pussy trying its best to make you cum for so long before it gets what it wants. But just as your orgasm starts you quickly pull out and stroke yourself to completion, spraying a flood of cum onto Tiffany’s pussy and stomach. “This is how much cum I’m gonna fill her up with,” you declare before sheathing yourself inside Tiffany again. Though you much prefer cumming inside her, pulling out for a brief moment wasn’t a big deal as your orgasm lasts much longer inside her. You let out the rest of your load inside the fertile teen’s womb, filling her with your sticky white seed. Her pussy naturally contracts like a vice around you to make you cum even more. Alex zooms in on your throbbing cock and the pussy lips wrapped around it. “To answer you guys in chat, yes he does actually cum that much through his whole orgasm, I should know since he filled me up like that yesterday. I could feel it inside me for the rest of the day,” she explains as she alternates between reading the messages on her phone to looking at the erotic sight before her. “Oh thank you SweetMiranda54 for congratulating me on the pregnancy,” she says with a smile. Your orgasm ending, you glance at Alex, “You know you’re pregnant?” She tilts her head from side to side as if to say ‘maybe’. “Well, I don’t technically know for sure, but with how much cum you pumped into my womb it’s basically guaranteed,” she shrugs. “But y’kno us girls just know these things, and I feel like you got me pregnant,” she states proudly, giving her belly a pat. Her expression shifts into a teasing one, “Unless you’re not convinced and wanna make sure?” she purrs as she spreads her pussy for you. You pull out of the bitch you just knocked up, eager to move onto the next one. Alex shoves her phone into your hands, which you accept with a quirked eyebrow. “I wanna ride you again and show you what I can really do. I’m gonna make your dick feel so good,” she says, but unlike last time there’s a look in her eyes as if she’s asking for your permission. You guess her seeing you pound her friends like that brought out her submissive side. You nod at her, fine with letting her be on top again. Lying down, she gets on top of you, ass facing you and feet to her side in a squat position. “Make sure you properly record when I sit down on it and everything!” Alex says as she raises herself up and holds your dick in her dainty hand to position it under her. She has to raise her body a good bit due to your length, but her descent doesn’t take nearly as long as she suddenly just sits down, landing on your lap with a slap as her ass hits you, her pussy swallowing your cock in one go. She trembles and puts her hands on your legs as she cums immediately, “Mmgh~ gimme a second, didn’t expect this bad boy to make me cum so fast again~” she explains in-between her feminine whimpers of ecstasy. Her entire body quivers and convulses with the force of her orgasm, jerking her ass here and there all the while her fuckhole cramps around you with amazing feeling tightness. You lightly push her lower back to give you a better view of her lower lips and the dick they’re hugging, moving her phone closer so the audience can make out her pussy’s contractions. You enjoy her cumming pussy and read the flurry of messages being sent to the stream, most some variation of “That’s hot”, “I want that dick so bad” or “I wish that was me”. Finally Alex recovers, “Alright, time to put my pussy to work,” she declares, flipping her hair back as she gets ready to properly ride your dick. She starts gyrating her hips, massaging your cockhead with her deepest insides, rubbing her deliciously soft and wet vaginal walls all around you. Gyrating is not all she does, as she shows off the full extent of her control of her internal muscles, squeezing you lovingly to make your cock feel nice and snug inside of her. All the while you look at her fat ass as it sways in front of you, hypnotized by the alluring movement. The view of her ass combined with her long hair draped across her back makes her a perfect display of femininity in this moment, despite her sometimes boyish behavior she is still fully a woman. You feel like each rotation of her hips slowly but surely makes her sweet little kitty tighter and tighter. Her tunnel’s pulsating squeezes feel amazing around your cock. Soon enough she switches to squatting up and down your cock to properly stroke your entire length. All the while mixing in twirls and gyrations to massage every nook and cranny of her narrow hole. The view of her fat ass bobbing up, down and every which way with your hard dick buried deep inside it is utterly mesmerizing. Alex’s phone captures every second of it, the viewers loving it just as much as you, although not for Alex but for your cock. “Cumming,” you tell Alex, confident she’ll know what to do. As you thought, she quickly plants herself on your lap, sheathing your cock inside her entirely, then starts grinding against you to stimulate your tip with her delicate vaginal walls and cervix. “Cum inside my pussy as much as you want daddy~” Alex encourages you, voice more delicate and submissive sounding than you’ve ever heard it. Naturally you fill her up with more than enough cum to fill her pussy and womb up both, some leaking out under her generous rear. ——— After an entire day of knocking up Alex, Tiffany, Lily, Cass, your mother and your sister, you decide to do something you’ve been wanting to do for a while now. That’s how you find yourself walking through your school’s deserted hallways with your cocksleeve, Cass. Finally you arrive at your destination, the school gymnasium. Entering it, a beautiful sight greets you. Students, mothers, sisters and teachers all lined up in a row on mattresses in the huge gymnasium, their bottoms bare and their cunts wet. An outcry of desperate whores marks your entrance, the wall of pussy overjoyed at your arrival. All of them presenting themselves on their knees, with some being stacked on top of one another, creating pillars of ass flesh and dripping pussies. They’re here from from Alex’s continually running stream getting more and more popular and you simply doing a shout-out that you’ll be here to fuck anyone and everyone who shows up. Without delay, you head to the leftmost cocksleeve, putting down Cass and penetrating the whore wiggling her hips at you seductively. She lets out a gasp of pleasure, and her soft and mature pussy puts a pleasant pressure on your cock. You thrust into her a few times to feel her out, enough to make her cum but not enough to make you cum. Not good enough. You pull out and spear the next girl. Each pussy has a different texture, feel and tightness, and you’re on the hunt for the best pussy. You claim their virginities before moving on. You try out pussies like they’re pairs of shoes, spreading them open around you to see how they feel before moving on. Finally you find that one pussy that’s really able to clench and squeeze until it milks you dry. Delicate flesh that feels silky smooth on your glans. Pussy juice letting you thrust into her deepest depths without being so wet you can’t feel her every fold. In every way, it feels perfectly designed to milk cocks. Finally finding the type of top notch pussy you were looking for, you look at who it belongs to. You’re surprised to see your very own mother, with her long brown locks and outrageous curves. “Hi sweetie♥!” she says with a luscious voice. “You didn’t think I was gonna stay home when I heard you were leaving, did you?” she teases, her inner walls rippling along your length, eager to taste your semen. You smile at her, “I’ll give you a few loads if you’re a good cocksleeve for me, mom.” Her face lights up with joy and her vaginal tunnel clamps down on you like a vice, forcing you to let out a groan, “Of course, I’ll be the best cumdump for you honey, I love squeezing your cock with my pussy~” You pick her up and carry her to the next girl, pulling out of the exquisite mom pussy into average pussy just for a quick test. In-between the pussy taste testing you thrust into your mom, and whenever you’re ready to blow you alternate between your mom and whatever random girl happens to be in front of you. Letting out one or two blasts of semen pressed up against the whore’s cervix should do it, so you pull out again and move onto the next slut. You manage to hilt yourself in the fifth cunt before you start to run out of seed. Still, knocking up five in one isn’t too bad, and it leaves you with quite the sight as their bodies tremble while your semen drips out of them, making it obvious to anyone that you’ve used them. Finished with the breeding, you pick your mother up and thrust yourself inside her once more. You walk towards the next cum dumpster while still buried balls deep in your own mother. You pull out and repeat the same procedure, going off like a volcano inside the fertile, unprotected pussies of your classmates and their mothers and sisters alike. All of whom are grateful to serve as your cumdumps, eager to get knocked up. You enter a daze as you switch between your mom’s top tier pussy and then to impregnating the lower quality pussy. Spearing another pair of pussy lips, you let yourself paint her pussy walls white, but this time you feel an immense difference to the previous pussy. Before, you were simply content to let the cunt milk you, but now you feel like you’re being drained dry instantly. Her silky insides blanket your cock and proceed to slurp up every single drop of semen you have to give her. You were planning on knocking up one more bitch, but this one greedily took it all for herself. Even as you’re only letting out a dribble of cum post-orgasm, her womanhood is suckling on you, demanding to be bred further. You take a closer look at the cocksleeve. Long black hair and a mature yet young looking, beautiful face, her lips are curved into a smile with brown eyes looking at you reverently “Are my insides tight enough?” You nod, “Your pussy is really tight.” Her reaction is intense, as her face turns into one of pure gratification and gratitude, “I'm glad to hear that. I’ve made it a goal to do my utmost in pleasing the man who would take me as his own in the future.” Punctuating her point with a crushing squeeze, her well trained muscles accomplish their goal and force you to grunt in pleasure. This seems to push her over the edge, a man’s acknowledgement and cock making her cum. She buries her head in the mattress and lets out a howl of pleasure. Her control over her pussy is great, as it doesn’t stop wringing you dry despite her overwhelming pleasure. Even her cervix gives you a kiss. She recovers after some time and looks at you with a dopey smile before coming to her senses, “I’m Rose,” she introduces herself while stuffed full of cock and semen. “Hey Rose,” you reply, slightly puzzled by her attitude. “I’ve always wanted to fulfill my duty as a woman as best I can, so I trained my pussy so I can make a man cum really fast. My insides are built to make you cum, so please use them,” she begs with puppy eyes. As you pull out, her insides clamp down immensely, trying to keep you inside them. You manage to pull out with a wet plop and a grunt. “Of course,” you reply, lifting her up next to your mother. From this angle, you’re able to see her slightly toned stomach and thighs, though she is still just as curvy as any other girl in this world. Her ass still jiggles delectably when you slap it, letting you hear her cute yelp. Your mom gives Rose a slight wave, “Hello, I’m Sofia, I believe you’ve already met my son,” she says, gesturing towards you Rose looks almost starstruck, “Hi, I'm Rose. I hope we can do a good job in the future of pleasing your son… if he wants me to,” she says hopefully. You turn them around and shove yourself inside Rose’s pussy lips, groping both her and Sofia all over simultaneously, leading to a chorus of moans. “Yes, I’ll be sure to use the two of you from now on.” Now you switch between two premium pussies to make you cum and letting out your load inside the average pussies. Finally you arrive at almost the end of the row of pussy after hours of breeding with only the occasional rest. Of course it felt great to knock up so many sluts, but you’re nearing the end of your rope at this point. As you enter the final pussy, all your worries seem to slip away as it feels like you’re submerged into an ocean of blankets. Sweet cuntflesh wraps around you, and as you thrust deeper inside their incredible softness rubs against your glans, feeling like velvet coated around you perfectly, snug and delicate. Your cock truly feels at home buried in such a comfortable and smooth pussy. When you’ve made your journey to her deepest spot, you miss the feeling of her sweet and fluffy folds parting around you. Instead of Rose’s crushing tightness, she has a gentle grip on you, as if wrapping you in a blanket of love. With even the slightest movement, her softness sends bolts of pleasure through your dick. You look at the girl who has such rich insides, spotting a fellow student with curly blonde hair and deep blue eyes and a pretty looking young face overtaken by pleasure. If you had to use one word to sum her up, it would be innocence, the way she writhes from being filled with cock, the way she tries to hide her moans, the way she glances back at you, obviously wanting you to hurry and pound her more, but never saying it or doing anything about it. And now you've claimed that innocence. You take your time to plow this sensitive, hyper soft breeding hole, sawing in and out gently, her pussyflesh stroking you tantalizingly, building up to your orgasm. Eventually you start to throb and let out your seed in her virgin pussy, but you still rub your cockhead against her delicious folds. Reluctantly, you pull out of her heavenly insides and bring her on her feet before asking her for her name. “Julia,” she says shyly with a flutter of her eyes. The word at the forefront of your mind is adorable, and it’s is all you can think of her. Now having knocked up almost the entire school, you decide it’s about time to move on. You take your teacher Cassandra, your mother Sofia, the devoted Rose and the innocent Julia and have Sofia drive you to an upscale realtor. Rose sits on your lap and dutifully squeezes out load after load on top of you with her trained pussy on the way. You have the girls stay in the car as you enter the realtor agency. You head up to the nearest desk worker, “Hi, what may I help you with?” she asks as she hears you approach, not looking away from her monitor. You respond by shoving your cock in her mouth, “Suck me off while you get me a nice place to stay in.” Her eyes widen before she gladly gets to work on bobbing her head on your member, her colleagues around her looking on in envy. Looking at the monitor out of the corner of her eye, she attempts to navigate her computer while deepthroating you, her wet throat feeling delightful, as if it was made to suck cock. Looking at the monitor lazily, you’re shown pictures of various abodes, all very fancy and expensive looking. “Get me something big, like a mansion.” She obediently shows you pictures and information about various mansions while her throat bulges with the outline of your cock as she takes you inside her soft mouth repeatedly. Finally you see one you’re happy with, so you put your hands on the realtor’s head and start fucking her mouth as you please, ignoring the choking sounds escaping her. She seems to be in bliss, having her throat abused like this. With one final thrust, you deposit your load inside her throat and she happily swallows it all. You tell her that’s the one you want and pull out to give her a chance to respond. The realtor takes a few moments to recover before licking her lips and getting composed, “Of course, sir. I just need some personal information and I’ll get it done within fifteen minutes. I just need the government to approve of your housing grant.” You raise an eyebrow, “Housing grant? I assumed you’d just give it to me for free.” “Oh we will, we just need compensation by the government for the lost business. They’ll take care of you though, the housing grant is made to cover enough space so that you may fertilize whoever you please without any worries,” she says with a smile. “What other types of grants are there?” you ask. “There is one for anything you might need, but you’ll need to contact the local government for more information on that.” You shrug and give her your personal information, knocking up her coworkers while you wait, before getting the key and address and heading out. Soon you’ve arrived at a huge gated mansion with your harem. The building is made of expensive looking white stone, and has a large fountain in the courtyard. The neighborhood is similarly rich and upscale. Speaking of the neighborhood, the girl walking her dog on the street must be your neighbor. You think of a fantastic way to introduce yourself to your new neighbor. You exit the car and greet her to get her attention. Once she stops you walk up to her as she eyes you hungrily. She has long silver hair and a sexy face with a very fuckable body, barely covered by her miniskirt and tank top. You get behind her and admire the bimbo’s fantastic ass. Hiking up her skirt, your guess at her wearing no panties is proven correct. You bring your cock to her pussy and just shove it inside, entering her freely. You sigh with satisfaction as her tight cunt wraps around your invader, her womanhood feeling even better with how easily you were able to walk up to her and simply enter her without asking for permission. Every woman in this world is your cocksleeve. Your current cocksleeve lets out a whorish moan and pushes her ass against you, trying to be penetrated even deeper despite you being bottomed out. The slut’s inner walls flutter around you, the sensations of this new pussy feeling delightful. You simply relax as the whore starts to shake her ass on your cock, her ass flesh wobbling nicely. It doesn’t take long before her slutty pussy makes you cum, painting her insides white as she so desperately wants, all the while her body trembles. You pull out without a word and pick up the watching Cassandra, using her pussy while heading towards the mansion, the other girls right behind you. —— You dedicate the rest of the day to getting settled, acquainting yourself with the mansion, and furnishing it to accommodate its new residents.The new inhabitants are you, your mother Sofia, sister Hannah, your teacher Cassandra, Alex and her friends Tiffany and Lily, then the two girls you picked because their pussies were top-shelf, Rose and Julia. Your mom has taken it upon herself to be the household’s chef, making everybody meals whenever they want. Rose has taken up a position as your secretary and right-hand woman, doing all sorts of tasks to make your life easier. The rest serve as your cocksleeves and take turns doing all sorts of chores that need doing, with the exception of Hannah being lazy and only fulfilling the cocksleeve part. The morning after you move in, you call the girls to your bedroom to set up some ground rules. Your bedroom is big, with a bed exceeding king size, being able to fit you and every girl in the house crowded around you. All of them except Rose are serving and worshiping you and your manhood, lying down and licking your huge dick, their tongues covering every inch of your cock and balls. “First off, you can’t wear clothes that I would need to spend time taking off of you before I can fuck you, so you will be wearing these,” you say, gesturing towards Rose holding several outfits. One is a simple apron while the rest are different styles of lingerie that leave the would be wearer’s pussy in the open.. Rose is wearing the lingerie already. “Mom, you’ll wear the apron and cook for me and the girls.” Sofia stops licking you and gives you a warm smile, “Of course dear.” “The rest of you can wear lingerie or whatever else you want so long as it doesn’t cover your holes.” The girls look at the outfits curiously before acknowledging your order in a chorus of “Yes master.” Cassandra, sensing an opening now that the others have stopped licking you, decides to take you in her mouth to your shaft. Good timing as you were about to cum. Her warm and sticky throat feels like a good place to unload, and so you do. Sofia looks at Cassandra sternly, “Is he cumming? We said we’d share his next load, you greedy slut,” she says teasingly. Cassandra simply shrugs as she gulps down your semen. Julia looks upset, but doesn’t say anything. You ignore their quarreling, “Rose will be my personal assistant, treat anything she tells you to do as if it’s me saying it.” Rose looks at you with reverence in her eyes, “Yes! I will do my best to please you!” “And one more thing, always wake me up by sucking me off or riding me.” With that, you call it a night. With the bed not being big enough for everyone to fit while sleeping, the girls come up with a schedule to make it fair, alternating who would be sleeping next to you and who you would be sleeping inside of. The rest will each be sleeping in a bedroom of their choosing among the many across the estate. For tonight your cockleeve will be Cass while Rose, Tiffany, Hannah and Alex sleep next to you. You drift off to sleep with Cass lying on top of you with your cock nice and snug inside her pussy and the other girls cuddling you from your sides. The feeling of delicate feminine bodies and their soft skin pressing against you is relaxing, as well as soft feminine insides comforting your cock. You wake up to Cassandra bouncing up and down your cock, using no technique whatsoever, her only focus being on milking your dick with her tight fuckhole, her shoulder length black hair shifting as she does. It doesn’t take her long to do so, with how she wiggles her hips on top of you, grinding your cockhead against her folds. Sensing when you’re about to cum, she plants herself on you and lets your tip find its rightful place of pressing up against her cervix, poised to impregnate her. “Good morning. I was pretty tight, right? Rose taught me how to squeeze your cock better, I practiced a bit while you were asleep,” Cassandra asks with a breathy voice, punctuating it with a clenching of her inner muscles, milking you out even more. “Yeah, you’re way tighter.” Her face blooms into a smile and her cunt gets even tighter. You pick her up leave your bedroom, much to the disappointment of the girls lying in bed and enjoying the view. You head down the vast hallway of your extensive mansion, making use of her pussy while you walk. “By the way, have you told your wife you’re staying here now?” “Yeah, I told her when we moved in, why?” “Just curious if she’s jealous that you’ve become my plaything.” Hearing herself referred to as a plaything makes her insides clench even further around your cock. “Not at all, she’s proud that I’m your favorite fucktoy.” You chuckle, “I don’t have favorites. But you do make a nice cocksleeve.” Cassandra looks back at you with loving eyes, “I wish you could always fill me up like this,” pressing her hand against the bulge in her stomach. “I feel like I have a purpose when I’m making you cum. I may have gotten a bit addicted to your cock,” she says with a giggle. The stimulation of her pussy folds rubbing against your glans while you walk in addition with her words prove too much for you to bear, so you push your cockhead right against her cervix and cum inside her deepest depths. “Mmm♥… Let it all out, make me a mom,” she purrs. Soon after your orgasm ends, you reach the kitchen. So you drop your cocksleeve and walk up behind your mom. Wearing nothing but an apron, her backside is bare, letting you admire her ample ass. She turns her head to face you, “Morning sweetie~♥” Sofia says with her usual honey-like voice. You place your hands on her hips and insert yourself inside her warm hole without warning, the penetration smooth with your dick still covered in a mix of semen and pussy juice from your earlier cocksleeve. Pushing yourself flush against her ass, you enjoy her delectably silky insides clamping down around you. Your invasion of her insides creates a bulge from her crotch up her stomach. The bulge crosses the small gap between her body and the counter. Sofia lets out a satisfied moan, “What a way to greet your mother, with a nice stirring up of her insides~” she teases with a wiggle of her hips, making her love tunnel shift around you nicely. You look past her long curly brown hair at what she’s cooking, “Morning, mom. Smells nice.” “Mhm, I made everything you could possibly want for breakfast, pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, salad and orange juice, so you’ll have plenty of energy to do whatever you want with our bodies~” she says, pointing to each in turn and ending it with a wink. She seems to have made enough for everyone else as well. During her explanation she casually grinds her distended lower stomach against the counter to feel your cock press against her vaginal walls. The feeling of being pampered is nice, both by her cooking and by her insides massaging you so well. Without cumming inside her or even thrusting more, you pull out. Sofia whines, “No more cock for me?” she asks as she wiggles her hips again to flaunt her massive, heart-shaped ass. You shake your head, “I just wanted to taste some mom-pussy for a second, I’ll fuck you more after breakfast.” “Hmph, you better!” she pouts. You grab some food and take a seat as some of the girls arrive. All greet you a good morning. You see each and every one of their sweet fuckable slits and curvaceous bodies as they wear exposing lingerie or sometimes nothing at all, most notably Alex and Hannah. They all get visibly turned on at the sight of your slick, erect cock. You instruct them to suck you off under the table, not really caring for who does it. Tiffany quickly ducks below the table and plants her lips on your tip, giving it a sloppy kiss. You all dig into the food as Tiffany digs into your cock, happily swallowing it to the very base. Lily follows with Alex’s phone in hand, presumably because it’s her turn to take care of the stream. And so you eat a nice meal with your cocksleeves, the sound of conversations interwoven with slurping sounds coming from under the table as Tiffany sloppily jerks you off with her mouth. Her throat feels wonderful as the saliva covered walls constrict around you. She skillfully swallows you whole as she feels you throb, making sure you feel the full pleasure of her mouth and throat as you cum. Her throat steadily sucks out your semen, swallowing load after load with glee. Eventually you’re done with both the breakfast and the orgasm, so you tell Tiffany to stop blowing you. She ducks out of the table and licks her lips, catching a bit of left over semen. Before you have a chance to get up or tell the girls who you’re going to use next, Lily straddles you. Her dainty hand guiding you in, she plops herself on your lap and quickly sheathes your cock in its entirety in her nice and tight teen pussy. “I’m so horny, I need to have my pussy stuffed full of cock and pounded hard, right now,” she demands as she wraps her arms around you, her eyes burning with desire as she looks into yours, but only for a brief moment before her eyes dart away. “If that’s okay with you I mean, master,” she says quietly, her confidence seemingly melting away at the drop of a hat. Seeing as you’re already balls deep inside her, you don’t see why not. Given how the other girls look on with envy and lust you decide to take care of all of them, plowing and cumming inside all of them several times each. The ordeal leaves you exhausted and lying on a luxurious sofa in one of the spacious living rooms dotted around the estate. Lying on top of you is your mom, the two of you having your arms intertwined in a hug all the while her insides give your cock an even better hug. On the massive TV displayed in front of the various sofas splayed in front of it is the livestream Alex had been maintaining. Alex had set her phone on a stand she’d purchased for situations like this where everybody was too drained and filled with cum to properly film, everyone else spread out around the room haphazardly. Said stand is right in front of the sofa you’re resting on, focused squarely on you and Sofia, or more specifically her giant ass and lower mouth that’s swallowing your cock whole. The TV showed a high definition image of how firmly your mom’s pussy lips were wrapped around your member and all the sexual fluids the area was covered in. This lets you enjoy your rest more than you otherwise would have. Not only is your mother’s vagina squeezing your cock with all its love, you can also see it perfectly. Every little twitch and throb you feel from her kitty is visible in crystal clarity. You have to give Alex props for this idea and her handling of it. “Mom?” you ask, checking to see if she’s unconscious or just resting and relaxed. She raises her head from being snuggled against your shoulder and looks at you, “Yes dear? Are you about to cum again? Do you want me to tighten up?” she asks with a small smile, the eager to please cumdump already working her inner muscles to tighten up her pussy for you. Sofia shifts her rear to push back against your cock, making sure you’re entirely sheathed inside her and lining up your tip with her cervix. “Not yet, but keep tightening up,” you reply. “I was just wondering when you think you and the others will get pregnant. I figure asking is faster than wondering about the mysteries of the female body.” You hear Alex let out a chuckle from the other side of the sofa, “It’s funny how many of us females you’ve been fucking without even knowing something like that,” she says as she crawls closer to the two of you to join the conversation. “It’s like I said, I’m probably pregnant already.” Sofia sits up and shifts her hips from side to side on top of you with a thoughtful expression, making your manhood shift inside her, rubbing your sensitive head against her pussywalls, “My womb is definitely filled with your cum,” she declares as she conducts her experimental hip wiggle. “Like Alex says, it’s highly likely all of us are pregnant already, you just wouldn’t find out until our periods stopped or we took a pregnancy test,” she explains. You can’t believe how things have progressed from just a few days ago to now your own mom sitting on your dick and casually talking about how you’ve got her pregnant while you feel her pussy clench around you. “Good,” you say. “It felt really good knocking all of you up. You’re all perfect cocksleeves.” Sofia and Alex brighten up at the compliment. “I love you and your cock sweetie. I love that you’re male and that I’m female so I can make you feel good with my pussy,” Sofia says cheerfully as her vagina clamps down to give your dick a heavenly bear-hug. You nod, “Now that I’ve bred all of you, you’re my sextoys from here on out. I’m gonna use your holes all day, every day just to feel good.” Sounds of assent are heard throughout the room, some of the girls with enough energy to listen agreeing, though not very energetically still. Sofia meanwhile nods vigorously and starts jumping up and down your cock, lusty moans and the clap of her ass against your crotch following.

Chapter 1 - Breaking and Entering

Author's note: my friend Wingbubblez drew Heather! —— In a sleek and modern home, two women sat in a richly decorated room, spotless from top to bottom. One wall was a solid glass pane featuring a view of the sprawling hills that soon turned into the bright lights of a densely populated city. The two attractive ladies sat on a pristine white couch with their eyes locked on the enormous television before them, though one of them was suspiciously fidgeting. “Something the matter, sweety?” Heather called out to her daughter in a sing-song voice that seemed to be perpetually seductive. It was slightly titillating to the listener, no matter the person’s sex or orientation. She placed a soft hand on her daughter’s thigh, her nails painted with a light pink gloss. That— is the matter, mom, Amy thought as she got a tingly feeling at her mother’s contact, imagining it inching towards her crotch. That outfit of yours doesn’t help, she thought half in appreciation and half in frustration. Heather’s outfit was a form-fitting white dress that could scarcely be called subtle. Its chest area had a V cut out of it to allow for a gratuitous amount of cleavage display, with a diamond shape slightly below it showing off some of her flat stomach. It tightly hugged her curves, containing her massive breasts, slimming down at her tiny waist before jutting out with the shapes of her wide hips and fat ass. Unfortunately, it was not as generous with displaying her thick thighs, draping around them in a way that left Amy cursing the designer for being so close to perfection. Her getup was completed with some light makeup, red lipstick and large golden earrings beautifully decorating her gorgeous face and the locks of dark brown that fell down her back. The only thing Amy could view her mother as was a bimbo begging to get knocked up. Usually she was the milfiest milf she’d ever seen, but right now she was the bimboiest bimbo she’d ever seen. She didn’t care if that made sense or not, that’s just how she felt. Amy could thank her mom’s good nature for this troublesome situation. She had just gotten back from a charity gala she had hosted, and she was left with no time to change if they wanted to catch the start of their show. Sure, it was uncomfortable being crammed in a tight dress for hours, but damn if she was going to miss their show. It was their show, they had been watching it every week for five years now, and even if they had both gotten bored of it, it was time they enjoyed spending together. Amy just knew her dad was behind getting her to wear it, knowing full well it’d increase the donations by orders of magnitude. Although Amy gave him a pass on that, as there was no way the ditzy woman would have been able to organise and execute an event of that scale on her own. Her dad had the connections and know-how, while her mom had the saintly spirit and squeaky clean background, not to mention the love and admiration of the community. And tits, giant tits, can’t forget that. “You’ve been acting weird all evening. Was it those girls again?” Heather asked, her voice sympathetic. Amy could hear the pain in her voice as she empathized with her daughter, and it simultaneously made her heart flutter and hurt at the same time, loving hearing how much she cared for her but not being able to stand seeing her in pain. Amy shook her head, “No, actually…” She took a second to calm her nerves, stopping herself from shaking as much as possible. I’m gonna do it, she told herself. A smile stretched across her face, one that didn’t reach her eyes, “I got a date!” she exclaimed with fake excitement. Heather’s face lit up with joy and she almost jumped into a hug with her daughter, “I’m so happy for you darling!” Amy’s face flushed with red as she felt her mom’s enormous mounds of flesh push into her, having to use a hand as support to stay upright on the couch. She took the opportunity to wrap her other hand around her mother, sensually caressing her through her dress, Heather being completely oblivious to her more than friendly touch. That was so easy, Amy thought with pride. I don’t even feel guilty about it. I thought I would. I shouldn’t get too ahead of myself though, this is only the setup, she thought to herself as she felt blood rush down to her member in excitement. Luckily she wasn’t wearing jeans or anything, her baggy and comfortable sweatpants covering the growing hardness in her pants. The two completely ignored the laugh track sounding out from the TV, used to being absorbed in conversation and ignoring the much too predictable TV series. Heather pulled away from the crushing and somewhat arousing hug she had put her daughter through, a dazzling smile still on her face. Her smile faltered slightly at the sight of her daughter still fidgeting. “What’s the matter honey? Isn’t that great news?” Amy gave a defeated sigh, “Well, yeah… but I’m a bit worried…” she explained, her eyes suddenly finding the floor extremely interesting. Heather took her daughter’s hands in her own and looked her in the eyes with a steadfast expression, “Worried about what? I’m sure sh- they, will like you.” Heather’s confidence in her daughter wasn’t simply based on a mother’s love. Amy was a complete knockout, curvier than most girls could dream about, though she didn’t hold a candle to her mother in that department. What she lacked in curves she made up for with a breathtakingly cute face, soft features and a small nose marking her as still a teen. She’d inherited her dad’s green eyes and straight brown hair, keeping it shorter than her mother at slightly below the shoulders. Amy looked into her mom’s eyes then pretended to avert them out of embarrassment, “I haven’t kissed anyone before… so if she wants to kiss she’ll realise I’m a loser who doesn’t know how to kiss,” her voice trembling slightly at the last few words. Heather’s heart broke seeing her daughter in pain. Her happiness was the most important thing in the world to her. She decided she had to help, somehow. It only took her a moment for the perfect solution to come to mind. She released Amy’s hands and clapped enthusiastically, “I can teach you how to kiss!” she exclaimed proudly, thinking she was a genius but not realising how much of a clutz she came off as. Amy tried to hide her smirk, somewhat succeeding as she looked at her mother in mock confusion, “Huh? Really? You’d do that?” The busty MILF gently caressed her daughter’s cheek, “Of course sweetie, I’d do anything for you.” Amy got lost in those beautiful eyes of hers, and she almost unconsciously started leaning in towards her, breath hitching in anticipation. Heather realised what her daughter was going for, so she happily leaned in as well, sweeping her luscious hair back to get it out of the way, completely oblivious to the naughty thoughts running through Amy’s mind. The seconds stretched out as the two neared, Amy’s heart beating faster and faster in a mix of excitement and trepidation. Inches away from each other, the two closed their eyes, Amy almost fearfully so as she was afraid of the moment disappearing as she did. Amy froze as she felt the soft caress of her mother’s lips on hers, a flutter of joy soaring up in her stomach as she thought about what was happening. It’s really happening, I’m kissing the woman of my dreams. Heather locked her plump lips on her daughter’s and let the moment stay for a few breathtaking moments. Soon though, her smooth lips drifted across her daughter’s inexperienced lips, gently suckling it, sending a shiver down Amy’s entire body with the intimacy of the action. Amy wanted to do something, kiss her back, touch her body, anything— but she got swept up in the moment, simply enjoying her mother’s sensual touch. Her cock throbbed with unbearable need in her pants, more turned on than she’d ever been watching porn or jerking off. Suddenly, the curvy bimbo pulled away, leaving Amy with a pit in her stomach, thinking her mom had realised how this was more than just kissing practice. A small smile greeted Amy as she opened her eyes. Absentmindedly, she licked her lips and tasted the delicious aftertaste of MILF saliva, mixed with the fake sweetness of the lipstick she wore. “I understand how this might be embarrassing for you, practicing with an old lady like me, but try to think of me as that cute young girl you caught. Try to imagine what you’d do to her lips,” Heather explained patiently. Amy nodded quickly to show her understanding, then without warning quickly leaned in and locked her lips on her mother’s juicy, pink lips. Heather’s eyes went wide in surprise for a moment before she relaxed and let her daughter use her as ‘practice’. Once she had gotten over the initial shock, Amy found a flame within her that demanded she ravage her mother. She started slow, nibbling on her upper lip at an uneven rhythm, letting her desire control her movement. On auto-pilot, she palmed her mother’s face to better lean into her supple lips. Her movements were raw and inelegant, but it felt oh so good to kiss the woman she’d fantasised about for years and years. Oh my, Heather thought in her mind as she felt her daughter invade her mouth with a delicate tongue. Amy brought herself closer and closer to Heather’s body, slowly pressing their generous chests against each other. It had been a long time since Heather had felt such passion, she would be hard pressed to say it wasn’t getting her a bit worked up. Amy couldn’t do anything to prevent a hand from rubbing her fat girldick through her pants, subtly so as to not let her mom know. The sweet aroma of Heather’s perfume only served to inflame her daughter’s lust, and it took every fiber in her being not to grope the flaunting MILF. In an instant, Amy retreated from her mother’s mouth and darted up from the couch. “I just remembered I have homework to do!” she exclaimed before briskly walking out of the living room, leaving Heather in quiet shock at the sudden change. Amy stormed into her room, shutting and locking the door behind her, and stripped quickly before hopping onto her bed. Her throbbing fore-arm length cock was begging for release, and she couldn’t hold on any longer. Lying down, she let the massive rod be sandwiched by her milk pillows before two girly hands started stroking the hunk of dickmeat frantically. She imagined her breasts as her mother’s breasts as she came, hard. Thrusting into her own boobjob, she spurted out rope after rope of sticky white, uncaring for where it landed, so overwhelmed by lust was she. A few minutes later her orgasm had subsided, panting heavily, she felt amazing as she bathed in the afterglow. That was the best orgasm she’d ever had. Feeling sticky and covered in cum was a small price to pay for a high like that. I need to do this again. —— Now’s the time to go for it, Amy thought, trying to psych herself up. Even though she masturbated right before the trip, her balls ached with the need for release at the mere thought of what she was about to do. The mother and daughter pair were on a lonely road with nothing but dead looking desert shrubbery surrounding them, with only the occasional more colorful splotch of plant life. They were heading towards their summer home, a yearly tradition for the kind of people that lived in their affluent neighborhood. Amy’s father was conveniently on a business trip in the other side of the country, so he was going to catch a flight there when he was done. That meant it was only the two of them for a two hour ride. Amy was behind the wheel, making use of her learner’s permit to get some practice in, but not getting much out of it considering it was just a long, straight road. Amy swallowed a nervous clump in her throat before clearing it, “I need to take a bathroom break,” she said before bending off to the side of the road and putting on the brakes. “I told you to go before we left,” Heather said with a sideways look that said she knew this was coming. Amy chuckled nervously, “I did, but maybe it was too long before we left… I guess.” Hurried to escape further questioning, Amy left the car and headed a ways away from the car, hiding behind a patch of cactuses. She pulled down her pants as if to relieve herself, keeping up the illusion that that’s what she was doing. She waited a believable period of time then loosened up her body; she had to make this seem real. As if she had just seen a huge rat-spider hybrid, Amy squealed and started sprinting towards the car, only pulling her pants up slightly. Her semi erect penis flopping about, she screamed, “A snake came out of nowhere and bit my dick!” Heather acted quickly, leaving the car and scouting the area behind her daughter, finding no sign of the snake, she redirected her focus on how to help her daughter. “Where exactly did it bite you?” she asked as Amy approached, slowing down near her destination. “The tip,” Amy said in between pants of exertion. Without any hesitance, the MILF squatted down on the concrete and kissed the crown of Amy’s cock. Amy’s mind reeled in surprise though her body remained still, I didn’t expect her to just kiss it straight away! I thought I would have to desperately convince her to do it! Heather used her tongue to probe the supposed location of the bite, running the soft organ across her daughter’s sensitive glans. At the same time, she was attempting to suck out the poison, her mouth slurping on the cockmeat as if it was a straw, her plump lips curving into proper dick sucking lips with the suction. Blood rushed to Amy’s girlcock at immense speeds, engorging it inside Heather’s delicate mouth. Heather initially didn’t even think about her daughter’s size, but as it was growing it became an ever increasing concern. Oh my god, how big is she? If she keeps getting bigger this is gonna get really difficult, she thought as her lips grew stretched around the girth her daughter possessed. Amy couldn’t hold her sounds any longer, gasps and moans began to accompany every suck as she felt like she was in cloud nine, having her dick touched by another person for the first time. And by the hot bimbo that was her mother, skipping past handjobs and going straight into a blowjob as well. Heather felt her lips go taut around the ridiculously huge circumference of her daughter’s dick meat that continued to swell. She was forced to jut her head backwards so as to not swallow more of her length than she needed to, this was only to get the potentially lethal poison out of her after all, nothing more. Amy wanted to push deeper into her mom’s warm mouth so badly, to turn her into a cocksleeve. But she didn’t want to push her luck. She’d try a subtler approach. “Mom, I learned in biology class that poison will flow to the closest area with the largest number of blood vessels, which is the balls in this case,” Amy lied. “If I cum it’ll be forced out,” she said in between gasps of pleasure, leaving the rest up to her imagination. Heather listened intently, heart trembling with worry at the thought of her daughter being hurt in any way. When she learned of a solution, she happily got to work. Her luscious lips slowly drifted forward on her daughter’s immense shaft, inch after inch of cock entering her warm and smooth mouth. All the while she worked on swallowing Amy’s fuckmeat, she swirled her delicate tongue around it wherever she pleased, following the powerful veins that webbed across its surface. Gently, her delicate hands wrapped around the hunk of man meat and steadily pumped the skin into her mouth. On instinct, Amy placed her hands on her mother’s little head, fingers lightly digging into the brown hair. The view of her mom squatting and swallowing her cock like a slut was exhilarating, making her want to thrust forward and use her throat like a fuckhole. Still, she reined herself in so as to not blow her cover. Heather didn’t mind the hands gripping her scalp, it was something she’d grown used to in this sort of position. She could feel her throat widen around Amy’s fat cockhead, her narrow hole being forced to accommodate Amy’s manhood. Heather, despite how experienced she was at deepthroating, couldn’t get her daughter more than a few inches inside her until she felt the need to gag, a sensation she hadn’t felt in years and years. I feel like a teen trying to deepthroat for the first time, Heather thought with some excitement. The clear stain on her panties grew steadily with her arousal. No matter how much she tried to convince herself it was only to get the poison out, she was enjoying servicing such a huge cock. It’s so much more fun when you have more cock to work with. She realised where her line of thinking was going and shook it off. She’s my daughter, I can’t have these thoughts about her, no matter how thick and juicy her cock is… Heather bobbed her head back and forth, trying to lodge the turgid member deeper into her throat steadily, getting used to its bitch-breaking size. Amy had long since passed her limit. She bit her lip with her eyes closed shut in concentration as she attempted to delay the inevitable. Heather could feel every pulse and throb of the slab of dick through the clenched walls of her narrow tunnel, sensing she was about to blow. “Hnng~ I’m gonna cum, mom. You have to swallow it and milk out every last drop, okay?” Flicking her tongue across Amy’s tip in a dextrous manner, Heather tried her best to make her daughter cum. Amy felt the familiar tug of an orgasm and automatically thrust forward, forcing herself deeper inside the fucktunnel that was her mom’s throat. Heather let out a sound somewhere between swallowing too much of something and having air knocked out of her. Her plump lips met the base of Amy’s shaft, stretched in a delightful way. With the entirety of her pole lodged inside her mother’s convulsing passage, Amy’s cock throbbed violently, ejecting a flood of semen down her esophagus with each pulse. She sighed in relief as she was able to deposit her load in a warm hole for the first time in her life. The sticky liquid was worked down her throat with the help of her muscles down into her stomach. Two hands on Heather’s head kept her from pulling away to breathe easier, not that she would of course, at the risk of her daughter’s safety. She took in what little air she could as she was used as a cumdump, still using her tongue to please her daughter, making sure to swallow to help it down. Still, she was not used to an insertion like this, and it made small tears appear at the ends of her eyes. Heather hadn’t been manhandled like this in a long time, she could feel herself becoming a faucet down there. “Gulp it down… just like that,” Amy groaned. The convulsing throat’s muscles worked to drain Amy’s cock and push her semen into Heather’s stomach. It took minutes for Amy to completely drain her balls in her mother’s throat, speaking volumes to her virility. Heather was feeling light-headed and a bit bloated after swallowing so much cum. Strings of saliva connected Amy’s shaft to Heather’s abused throat as she pulled out, Heather looking with glazed over eyes as inch after inch was extracted from her hole, seemingly never ending. With only the tip in, Amy swabbed her cockhead around her mom’s delicate mouth, partially to remove the bits of cum that were still leaking from her, but mostly to feel the delicious softness of Heather’s warm gullet. Heather simply looked at her daughter with a detached expression, her body completely accepting being used as a fuckdoll. Amy caught herself pushing her believability, so she finally completely pulled out. The outside air felt like torture compared to her mother’s warm, sticky insides, the cold wind uncomfortably cold on her saliva covered cock. Oh! That might work actually. “Thanks mom, it’s probably completely gone, but to be on the safe side, you should try to suck it away while we drive as well, okay?” Heather felt a wave of relief hearing her daughter was going to be okay. She nodded, “Okay sweetie,” she said, her voice coming out as more of a croak than her usual melodic timbre, her throat not used to getting sleeved by such a huge cock. Her throat muscles felt sore containing such immense girth even with how short they had to work, utterly unused to such insertions. The two got into the car again, Heather walking with uneven steps as she was still recovering from the whole ordeal. Shutting the door behind her and putting on her seatbelt, Heather leaned over to the driver’s seat and wrapped her lips around Amy’s bulbous cockhead, putting that stretching pressure around them once more, a slightly painful feeling Heather enjoyed. Amy sighed as her mom bobbed her head down and swallowed her cock once again. Amy’s iron-hard rod pushed against the wet throat walls that surrounded it, attempting to stay upright but still curving slightly with the angle of Heather’s head. Amy drove off, one hand stroking the back of her mother’s head lovingly in appreciation for lending her cocksleeve. Heather kept suckling on the fat girldick like the good mother she was. She was getting slightly intoxicated by the manly musk emanating from her daughter, and she found her gaze drifting to her hefty balls more times than she could count. It’s so luxurious to have a slut suck you off while you drive. How am I supposed to drive normally ever again? Drool slowly ran out of Heather’s mouth, her dick sucking lips stretched to the point where they were unable to keep all her saliva inside, signified by the sucking noises leaking out. The clear drops ran down from Amy’s pelvis onto her balls, but she didn’t mind, not with such a dutiful cocksleeve wrapping her lips around her cock. The ride continued with Heather slobbering over Amy’s cock, swallowing down her loads whenever she came, never once asking for a break. Whenever they drove by another car Amy almost hoped they would notice that she was balls deep inside her mom’s mouth, causing her heart rate to accelerate every time. Once they arrived at their summer abode, Amy cheerfully (regretfully) informed her mother that there was no poison left in her system and that she would be fine. Heather was overjoyed, and being the clutz that she was, was already running off to tell her friends how she had ‘saved’ her daughter. It took some explaining and lies about being embarrassed if other people found out to convince her to not talk about it to anyone else. It’s so cute how she doesn’t suspect a thing. Even though she had had her balls drained a dozen times already, she felt a rousing in her pants when she thought about what to do next, considering how easy the dimwitted woman was to manipulate. —— Amy waited a few days to pull off her next plan, even going so far as to not masturbate at all to make it more convincing, which was hell for the horny teen. Being subjected to hell can make you a bit cranky with the occasional mood swing, something Heather gradually realised had become a common occurrence during the past few days. Amy was checking out Heather’s fat ass as she appreciated the existence of yoga pants, the tight fitted clothing accentuating her thick thighs and generous derriere beautifully. Not to mention her massive tits outlined by a sports bra. Every time Heather would glance over at her on the couch, she would redirect her attention to her phone and put a scowl on her face. Finishing up her morning routine, Heather steeled herself to confront her daughter and see what was going on. She sat perpendicular to her daughter on a loveseat to give her some space. “Are you feeling okay honey? You’ve been a bit moody lately… is it…?” Heather asked with concern, leaving the question unspoken but clear still. Amy huffed, pretending to be offended at the insinuation, “No,” she said curtly. Heather worked her little brain into overdrive trying to figure out what was wrong. “Uhmm, are you upset Dad isn’t here with us?” Amy groaned, “No. It’s that I can’t get off, okay mom?!” she cried. Heather reeled in surprise at her daughter’s outburst and the sudden embarrassing confession. Her face flushed with red slightly, embarrassed at talking about such a sensitive topic. The fact that she’d gotten her daughter off herself just the other day wasn’t a factor, that was just to ensure her safety after all… “O-oh… I see… Why not?” Heather replied with uncertainty, unsure of if she should drop the topic or try to pry in order to fix her problem somehow. “It’s just… I haven’t been able to see any pussy lately…” Amy said in a forlorn voice. Heather raised an eyebrow and waited for her daughter to continue while her face got redder. Seeing she didn’t get it, Amy continued with a sigh, “You don’t know anything about futas do you? Us futas need to see a pussy in front of us, otherwise we can’t cum. You know Emilia, right? She usually helps me with this, but they’re wintering in Russia right now as you know,” Amy lied through her teeth. The part about Emilia being abroad was true, but she had never seen a pussy outside of locker rooms, and had certainly not masturbated to a real one before, only to ones on the internet. Heather had always tried to be supportive of her daughter’s so-called ‘addition’, but had never quite understood what it entailed or how exactly to help her deal with it. This was Amy exploiting that weak point. “Sorry sweetie, I didn’t mean to be insensitive,” Heather apologised. She wracked her brain for a solution, “Ah! What about the girl you went on a date with? You never even told me who she was or how it went, and I’ve been dying to know!” Heather clapped her hands excitedly, eager to learn more about the girl, embarrassment about the awkward subject matter forgotten in an instant. Amy had predicted she would have to lie and deflect about her supposed date, but surprisingly enough her mother just hadn’t asked until now, perhaps thinking she would when she was ready. “She’s not here either,” Amy replied simply, trying to redirect the conversation towards her ‘need’ of jerkoff material instead of her non-existent girlfriend. “Oh… Hmm, have you tried asking other girls around here?” In a neighborhood intended for rich people to slack off in summer, there was bound to be plenty of bored teens engaging in such activities, but Amy was a futa. The only one in her school, she was part of a minority that was discriminated against by both sexes. Nobody had been interested in being sexual with her so far, and they certainly wouldn’t start now. Amy gave her mom a look that conveyed some of that real pain she felt, being honest for once in their conversation entirely by accident. Though she quickly reined in her emotions and just gave a disappointed, “No.” Heather felt a pang of empathetic pain, coming to a decision quickly. She bit her lip as she fidgeted in her seat, her generous assets and thick thighs rubbing together as she gathered up her courage. “It’s not good to be backed up like that… so just until you find another girl to do it, I could help you out… but I doubt I’ll be as nice to look at as those young high school girls…” Heather said, her voice trailing off into almost a whisper, averting her eyes bashfully. Though she wanted nothing more than to help her daughter, she was still embarrassed at offering herself to be used as jerkoff material. Amy grinned devilishly at her success, I should have done this way sooner, she thought. Her heart pumped fast at the exciting thought of seeing her mom’s pussy, blood already rushing to inflate her member. “I’ll take you up on that offer,” Amy said before promptly standing up and taking her mother’s hand, dragging her away at a brisk walk. “Wait, you mean now?!” Heather blurted out as she attempted to keep up with the sudden movement. “Yes, now. Do you have any idea how much my balls hurt?” The two entered Amy’s bedroom without closing the door as there was no risk of any interruptions, though she did close the blinds to prevent any potential peeping. Not that there were many people out and about, the surrounding area was basically entirely lakes and forestry surrounding luxurious villas, with plenty of space in between to give some privacy. Amy sat down on her bed and waited expectantly. Heather fidgeted nervously, before reminding herself she was doing this for her daughter’s sake. She got on the bed as well, and crawled to the middle of it, planting her face on it while keeping her ass high in the air. “Just do whatever you need to hun, I’m here for you,” the milf said, purposefully looking away from her daughter to make it less embarrassing. Amy took a moment to appreciate the sight of her mom face-down ass-up on her bed, the already enormous backside seeming much bigger in this position. She got behind her mom and stripped her lower half, letting her half hardened futa dick hang free. She gulped, “So uh, do I just take off your pants or…?” Heather felt excitement bubble up in her chest hearing her daughter’s fumbling. I thought she would hate to masturbate to me and only do it because she has to, but she’s nervous! Does my little girl think I’m attractive? A nod let Amy know she had the all-clear. She swallowed her excitement before placing two hands on her mother’s flared hips, hooking her fingers around her yoga pants and underwear both. Heather shivered at the gentle touch of her daughter’s hands. The fabric clung to Heather’s meaty derriere tightly as it revealed more and more of it, the two of them getting more nervous the more supple assflesh was revealed. Slowly but surely, her tiny asshole and plump pussy lips were revealed, the closed pink folds speaking to Amy on a primal level, a slit that she wanted nothing more than to split open with her cock. Amy stopped once she had gotten the clothing halfway down Heather’s legs and let out a silent, “Wow…” She knew her mother had a shapely rear, but seeing it bare surpassed her expectations. And her pussy, it looked so flawless sitting there, she couldn’t believe such a tight looking thing had once given birth to her. Her hands firmly gripped her vast rod, interlinking her hands to cover her girth then jerking them back and forth rapidly. Her tip glistened with copious amounts of precum, acting as lubrication for her masturbation. The lewd fapping noises made Heather’s heart flutter, knowing her daughter took joy in seeing her naked body. “You’re so hot, mom,” Amy groaned as she furiously jerked herself off to the amazing spanking material before her. She could see her mother’s pussy twitch slightly at the compliment, spurring her on even further. Heather felt like a piece of meat on display for her daughter’s viewing pleasure, and it turned her on to no end. “That huge ass of yours, oh my god…” Amy gave Heather’s bottom a light slap, the springy assflesh wobbling in a delightful way, causing Amy to increase the rate of her strokes. Heather yelped in surprise, “I didn’t say you could touch me,” she said, glancing back at her daughter before quickly looking away upon seeing her rubbing her erect member. “Sorry mom, just a bit okay? It’ll make me feel much better,” Amy pleaded. “... Fine.” Amy fistpumped in her head and gave that delicious booty another slap, appreciating the way the supple flesh rippled. She probed for a reaction by gently grasping a cheek, before squeezing it and enjoying the feeling of the pillowy mass being squished between her fingers. She kept jerking her massive rod with elation, but soon got a desire to see some pink. “Stretch your pussy open for me mom,” Amy demanded. Heather figured that was what every girl did, so she obeyed by placing her hands on her pussy and attempting to stretch herself open, before realising she couldn’t with her long nails at the risk of stabbing herself. “Uhm, I can’t… can you stretch it open so I can hold it for you?” Heather trailed off with a meek voice. Amy fervently nodded, ecstatic at the opportunity to touch such a flawless cunt. She released her ass and inserted her index fingers inside the tiny hole, reveling in the warm and soft pussy flesh. She probed around a bit, causing Heather to let out a breathy moan. Then she pried open the narrow entrance, letting her see the pink folds and bumps buried within. Heather, despite her disoriented state of mind, dug her fingers into her cunt carefully and stretched her pussy lips as far as they would go, letting her daughter see her pink insides. Amy wanted nothing more than to fill the hole offered before her. She furiously beat her meat as she fantasised about those sweet pussywalls clinging to her cock. “Fuck, I’d fill up that hole so good,” Amy moaned. “It looks so soft, I bet I’d feel every little fold around my dick.” The pink insides shifted with Heather’s every breath, and twitched occasionally due to how horny she was getting. The undulating walls looked like heaven to Amy. She moved forward ever so slightly and lowered her girldick, causing her cockhead to rub against her mother’s clit. Heather gasped in pleasure and surprise, instantly realising what it was that touched her. “Wait, what are you doing? You’re just supposed to look!” Heather whined, whipping her head back to look at what her daughter was doing. Amy tried to look innocent as she lightly rubbed herself against her mom’s pussy lips, “Sorry, I couldn’t stop myself, but I’ll finish really quick if you let me do this, I promise.” Heather sighed and reached for a pillow, planting it under her head and burying her face inside it. “Fine, but don’t put it inside.” She was simultaneously hoping she’d finish soon because she was so embarrassed at the same time as she felt incredible that her daughter was enjoying her body like this. I didn’t think my old, used body would be so stimulating, she thought with pride as she tried to suppress the moans that came from having her clit smushed by a hard dick. The bulbous head pressed against the pliable, soft pussy lips, and all Amy could think about was how smooth it felt on her glans, and how much smoother it would feel if she thrust inside. So she did, just the tip of course, the fat cockhead being stopped for a moment due to the tiny size of her entrance, but soon forcing its way inside. Heather froze as she felt her daughter’s hardness enter her, she was about to protest but her complaints died in her throat as she felt her vaginal walls stretch wide around the too-wide cock. She involuntarily clenched down, the desire to please the rock-hard rod inside her overwhelming her common sense. Amy hissed at the increased tightness, feeling glad to be alive as she delved into her mother’s pliable folds. “Fuck, you’re so tight, keep it up and I’ll cum in no time,” Amy praised. Heather once more clenched down at the praise, before her eyes widened, “Wait! You’re not wearing a - ahh - condom are you? Put it on before… hng~ please,” Heather said in between lusty moans. Amy let out a growl of irritation before reluctantly pulling out of the first pussy she’d ever felt. Heather was about to suggest she go to her room to get some, but surprisingly enough she seemed to have some in a drawer, in a brand new pack. She didn’t give it much thought and once more laid her head on the pillow, shaking in excitement as she looked forward to feeling that huge thing inside her once more. Heather heard her daughter get into position behind her again, then the crinkle of a condom wrapper being opened. Amy pretended to put one on, not that she knew how to, considering she never had any reason to learn how to do it. The condom was discarded and Amy guided her log of a dick to the narrow entrance once more, pushing inside with ease due to how sodden it was. She was greeted by the velvety love of a mother’s birth canal massaging and squeezing her cock, which she just had to sigh and take a moment to appreciate. Still, she didn’t stop pushing through the velvety folds, filling up the needy hole despite how tight it was. Heather let out whorish moans into her pillow as she had her cunt filled like never before. With only a few inches left, Amy hit a spongy ring with the tip of her girldick, unsatisfied with the feeling of bottoming out, she frowned and tried to plunge deeper, mashing her cock against the sensitive barrier. Heather squealed in ecstasy as her most delicate place was bent inwards with the force of Amy’s crushing cock. Since she was not thrusting, it was a steady, firm pressure, a sensation that made Heather bite her lips and her eyes roll back in euphoria. Needless to say, any reservations she had about letting her daughter fuck her were gone. Amy found immense satisfaction in her mother’s luscious moans, but her instincts craved for her to pound the tight little pussy, not just press into it. She pulled out of the warm lovetunnel, the stretched wide pussylips sticking to the log of dickmeat like glue, kissing its entire length affectionately. The overstretched inner folds tried their best to stop their beloved invader from leaving, applying exquisite tightness to it, but that only served to fuel Amy’s departure. With only her tip remaining in the dripping wet pussy, Amy didn’t just thrust into it, she pounded it like a hammer to an anvil, driving the iron-hard rod into the tender cervix with wild abandon, pelvis hitting assflesh and sending it rippling. Heather’s limbs dropped limp and her body quivered violently, instantly orgasming at the mind blowing sensation of her daughter’s earth-shattering cervix pounding. Amy sighed in contentment, treasuring the feeling of the quivering pussyflesh spasming around her length. She leaned over her mother’s form and raised her head to meet her eyes. She looked utterly overtaken by pleasure, eyes glazed over in pure elation, seeming so fragile and easy to do whatever she wanted with. Look at what I managed to do with just one thrust, Amy thought with pride. She stuck a few fingers inside the milf’s mouth as a sign of dominance, covering her fingers in saliva as she ran them through the drooling maw, just to show that she could. Amy had to bite her tongue to stop herself from cumming so soon. Milf pussy is no joke. Resolving herself to get at least a few more thrusts in, Amy raised her mom’s upper body by her arms, stretching them to her sides and using them as reins, delivering more devastating slams to her womb’s entrance. Heather instantly became a blubbering mess, her voluptuous figure bouncing in a mouthwatering manner, completely overwhelmed by pleasure. The inevitable calling of an orgasm got too much for Amy to bear, so she hilted herself inside the narrow cocksleeve with a groan, her instincts demanding she press forward to bottom out, only to be stopped by that damned cervix. Even through the bliss of her multiple orgasms, Heather could feel what was coming. Something in her felt an immense desire to open up her womb’s entrance to let herself be seeded. Amy was surprised at the barrier giving way, but she didn’t hesitate to bury her fat cock inside the new opening. As the bitch-breaking dick entered Heather’s womb, the breeding grounds instantly clung to the virile hardness with its velvety walls, squeezing down and trying to make it cum, acting like a second pussy. The baby factory that had never been penetrated by a man before felt much softer on Amy’s glans than her worn out pussy, but not as tight. Her instincts to knock up her mom increased tenfold as she was lodged inside and enveloped by her womb, her dam breaking as her virile member began to eject its sticky seed directly inside of the fertile babymaker. Glup, glup, glup, the breeding rod filled the child-bearing hole with glee, steadily ballooning it to absurd proportions. Amy used her grip on her mother’s arms to continue pressing into the bloated womb, pushing forward and pulling her cocksleeve back. “Fuck… yes♥ I’m filling you up with my babies, mom~” Amy growled sensually to the barely conscious woman. “Drain my cum into your pussy, you little slut, it’s good for you~” Heather had her eyes rolled up in ecstasy, her tongue falling out of her mouth and dangling uselessly as she lost control of her body, mind utterly wracked with pleasure. It was a sight Amy thoroughly enjoyed. She was still depositing her seed into the hungry hole that squeezed her hardness with glee, desperately milking every drop. She dropped the whore’s arms, letting them fall limply to the bed, then pushed her fat ass down flat, following with her pelvis glued to it, not wanting to exit the delectable hole one bit. With her body flat against her mother’s prone form, she gently rolled into her womb as she continued to drain her balls, and moved her tongue to invade her mother’s mouth. Heather could barely recognise anything but the immense fullness inside of her, rendering her nothing but a fuckdoll in Amy’s arms. “You’re my little cocksleeve now~ Milk every last drop so I can properly fertilize you~” Amy purred. Heather’s snatch oozed out some of the precious seed that her hungry pussy couldn’t contain, overfilled as it was, signifying how she’d conquered the hole. 

Chapter 1 - Mistakes happen

For the first time in a very long time, the Arc family was all gathered in one place. It was hard to find the time for a meetup with eight people having their own lives, one important thing coming up after another, forcing the scheduled gathering to be canceled. With Jaune training to defend and serve humanity in the fight against Grimm, his sisters working on their careers, getting married and having children, and his mother… Jaune wasn’t sure what kept his mother from visiting him. Maybe she thought she would distract him from his training to become a huntsman. She was like that, caring to the point of selflessness, always willing to help and able to see things from other people’s perspectives. Though, Jaune wasn’t sure if he could say the same right now. If she truly understood what he was going through right now, she would apologise for putting him in this situation and make sure it doesn’t happen again. This situation being Jaune sitting in a sauna with his mother and sisters, completely nude except for a small towel covering his privates. The worst part of all being that Juniper was seated right on his lap, her huge ass making blood rush to his member, no matter how hard he tried to prevent it by thinking of less savory things. Jaune lamented how he ended up in this position. It was a long time since they engaged in their family tradition, the last time being when they were children, all able to cram themselves into the small Arc family sauna without problem. Now, of course, with the weather as cold as it is, his youngest and perhaps most naive sister, Cerise suggested the activity. His older sisters would never have suggested an activity that involved the group getting nearly naked, not with Jaune being the age that he is. Simply for his sake instead of any perceived embarrassment they’d experience due to being almost nude— no, the Arc family was rather open about such things, maybe a bit too open. They were all seated in a row, packed into the same small sauna like sardines, legs pressing against each other, fighting for purchase on the Spruce panels. It got so bad that it was decided someone would have to sit on top of someone else. He had ended up drawing the short stick, landing himself a certifiable MILF on his lap. “You’re the only man here, so you’ll be able to bear the weight of another person just fine,” Sarcelle— the second youngest sister— had suggested, causing a few suspicious sounding giggles to ring out. Jaune was sure it was just an excuse to put it all on him, but he was used to this sort of thing at this point. “So I was like, no we’re not dating you moron, not with your pathetic 6’ cock, I was just desperate for a fuck at the time, so bye bye,” Cerise said from his left with a laugh, ever the size queen and slut. Her nipples were clearly visible as she didn’t particularly care for holding her towel to cover herself up. She was extraordinarily well endowed, just like her mother, having inherited her body just like the rest of her sisters. “My husband discovered a new position that I absolutely love, his cock reaches so deep inside me I feel like I might lose my mind any time we fuck now,” Rose explained to Jaune’s right in her perpetually sultry voice. She similarly didn’t care in the slightest that Jaune could see her bare breasts, in fact Jaune suspected she liked teasing him like this. “Really? I’m jealous, my husband is… let’s just say not so lucky in the lovemaking department. I’ve been thinking about getting my needs fulfilled elsewhere, if you catch my drift,” Saphir said with a wink. With all this talk about sex and the undressed state of his mother, he couldn’t help but view her in a different light. Jaune followed the long blonde curls that reached halfway down her back, his eyes continuing to roam over her body down to her perfectly shaped ass. He could feel the soft flesh press down on him, with only an inadequately sized towel stopping him from feeling it directly. The pillowy expanse was flush with his lap, and each time she shifted ever so slightly his manhood would throb with need as it rubbed against him. He couldn’t see his mother’s cute button nose or well filled lips, but he was sure that she was feeling just as awkward at the moment. He could do nothing as his member swelled, egged on by the talk of dicks and pussies that his sisters were having, seemingly unaware of the effect it was having on him. Juniper was similarly feeling awkward as she occasionally glanced back at her son and saw his lustful gaze, resulting in her looking at the ground with renewed interest for a while, face flushed with red. Juniper tried to convince herself she wasn’t getting turned on by her son’s lascivious eyes or his growing member, but she failed miserably. Juniper’s redness only became more prominent as she felt something hard poke at her nether regions from beneath her son’s towel. She knew what it was of course, a healthy young man in a room filled with half naked women couldn’t have any other result, could it? She tried her best to ignore it, knowing that pointing it out would only embarrass her son. It was then problematic that the immature Cerise had started to push her sister playfully, being pushed back in return. The movement caused Cerise to bump into Jaune and Juniper, causing her uncovered breasts to jiggle wonderfully, something Jaune didn’t fail to notice, and Juniper’s luscious thighs to similarly wobble enticingly. This was problematic, not only due to the eye candy causing Jaune to get even more turned on, but due to the shaking and rumbling causing his towel to bunch up as it chafed against his mother’s voluptuous body. “Hey mom, can you get some more steam going?” Sarcelle asked from across the room. Juniper nodded quickly, “Of course dear,” she said with a smile, eager to give her son a break and a chance to calm down. She didn’t realise that standing up and bending over to fill the ladle from the bucket would give Jaune a perfect view of her pussy, framed by her amazingly shaped and sizable ass. Jaune, distracted by the wondrous sight before him, didn’t notice that his towel was getting progressively looser. He only noticed once Juniper turned around, finished with dumping water on the hot coals. He hastily tried to adjust it as she lowered herself on top of his lap, but he couldn’t predict that just as he was fidgeting with it, his hand would be bumped by his sister, completely undoing his work and causing his hunk of man meat to spring up quickly. As luck— or unluck, depending on your perspective— would have it, his iron-hard member ended up meeting Juniper’s descent, his cockhead slipping inside her tight slit’s entrance despite the ridiculous girth he possessed. This was only possible due to how dripping wet Juniper was, more turned on than she had been in her life, something she was terribly ashamed of. Juniper didn’t have time to stop herself as she felt her pussy stretch to accommodate its invader, and besides, she didn’t know if she wanted to stop even if she did have time. Juniper ended up on her son’s lap, all 14 inches of her son’s dickmeat stuffed inside her vaginal tunnel, the inhuman size of her son’s member putting immense strain on her insides as they worked to contain it. His size reached her spongy cervix without issue, hitting the sensitive nervous cluster that had never been touched before, giving Juniper an explosion of pleasure. One look behind her was all she needed to confirm she had just sat down on her son’s cock, seeing Jaune’s strained face looking at her apologetically. She trembled violently as she instantly came, the mere thought of sexually pleasing her son being orgasmic, not to mention taking his virginity for her own. Her fucktunnel clamped down on her son’s cock, the muscles working to envelop it utterly in dick squeezing goodness. She bit her lip to prevent her moans from leaking out, the pleasure of her best ever orgasm being almost mind numbing. Jaune, despite his best efforts, muttered under his breath as he groaned, “Fuck, you’re so tight.” Juniper’s face exploded into ecstasy at the compliment, and her pussy clamped down on his member like a vice. She was overjoyed that her son was enjoying her pussy, despite her best efforts to convince herself that she was a horrible parent for cumming from her own son’s cock. The blonde MILF was panting for breath when she recovered from her violent orgasm, still twitching and trembling in ecstacy, but not nearly as much as before. She surveyed the room and found that surprisingly, none of her daughters had noticed the debauchery taking place right next to them, with it having been so long since they met up in person they had lots to catch up on. She leaned back against her son, delighting in the feeling of her pussywalls shifting around her son’s masculinity, with said son immensely enjoying the silky folds as they caressed his glans. She whispered in Jaune’s ears in an apologetic voice, “I’m sorry, I should have taken it out before I… you know. I’m a bad mom, aren’t I?” she asked with puppy eyes. Despite her words, her cunt was squeezing down with glee, overjoyed at how much it was being stretched out. Jaune should have been feeling all sorts of emotions at the accidental incest he had committed, but all he could think about was how nice and snug his mom’s pussy was. He gulped, from this angle he could see beneath his mother’s towel, revealing her immense mammaries and a suspicious bulge along her stomach, reaching well past her navel. He realised he could see his cock protrude through her belly due to how dainty she was and how monstrous his cock was. He wrapped his hands around her tiny waist, caressing her soft skin and feeling her distended stomach. Juniper melted in her son’s gentle but manly touch, cumming again simply from the show of affection. Jaune let out a small grunt as he felt his mom’s pussy flutter and quiver along his length, desperately trying to make him cum. He took a look around to see if anyone noticed his mother’s trembling or mewling. Surprisingly he only received a weird glance due to how close they were, but their first assumption was naturally that he was hugging her mother, not balls deep inside of her. With the velvety pussywalls clenching down on his length like a vice, and her cervix subtly suckling on his cockhead, it was only a matter of time before he came. He had attempted to hold it back, not only due to the ethical ramifications of cumming inside his mom, but for the risk involved. All of that was thrown out the window when the mature pussy was simply too good at squeezing cock, leaving him no choice but to submit to its will and cum inside it. “I’m sorry, you’re too tight, I’m gonna cum,” Jaune whispered into her ear. Rope after rope of semen was launched directly into Juniper’s womb, as Jaune’s tip was poised directly against its vulnerable opening. He closed his eyes in bliss as he came straight into her unprotected, fertile womb, risky as it was with no protection. Juniper, despite being in the middle of an orgasm, came again at the thought of her son enjoying her insides so much that he had no choice but to cum inside them, and at the thought of getting knocked up by him, as much as the thought gave her shame. She felt the sticky substance paint her insides white, giving her womb a coating of impregnating fluid. At this point the two were getting some strange looks, hearing the muffled moans, grunts, and blissful expressions on their faces. The group of sisters knew what it looked like they were doing, but they simply didn’t believe it in their minds, thinking of dozens of other more plausible possibilities. Jaune was exceedingly virile, Juniper noted. He had been cumming for half a minute now and only just began to show signs of stopping. At this point her pussy was simply too full of cum, her vaginal tunnel was already stretched to its limit from the insertion, but now they were forced to take in a flood of potent seed. It was no surprise to her that she felt streams flow out of her overfilled hole, as if her snatch was drooling and slobbering over the fat cock buried inside her. She felt sad that she wouldn’t get to feel the spurts of warmth any longer, so she wiggled her hips from side to side to rub her insides against her son’s cock in the hopes that it would extend his orgasm slightly. Jaune quickly gripped her childbearingly wide hips and forced her to stop, motioning towards his sisters. Oh, Juniper thought. She had completely forgotten that her daughters were there, her only thoughts were on the cock inside her and the handsome man it belonged to. That said, Juniper was content to simply sit there and let her experienced pussy massage her son’s monstrous member by having her inner walls pulsate around him. If I’m going to be a cocksleeve for my boy, I’m going to be the best cocksleeve ever, she thought. She looked at her son with dreamy eyes all the while trying to milk out another orgasm with her sleeve’s trained muscles, face almost scrunching up in concentration as she willed her mature cunt to please her son. Jaune was already immensely enjoying his mom’s too-tight pussy, but now it almost felt like he was thrusting into her, which he had to admit was a hard impulse to quench. Juniper’s mouth formed a sly grin as she brought her hand between her legs and gripped her son’s firm manhood, starting to pump her hand along the short length that wasn’t buried inside of her. Her dainty and soft hand caressed his semen covered shaft, uncaring for the globs of cum as they stuck to her fingers. She felt a rush of pride that he was able to fill her up so completely yet still have cockmeat to spare, enough for her to jerk him off. “My little boy isn’t so little anymore~” she whispered to her son in a breathy voice before letting out a cute little giggle. Jaune was already overwhelmed with sensations just by having his mom’s silky pussyfolds draped around him, their exquisite tightness around him making every movement of her hand feel amazing as it shifted her insides around him. This combined with her expression, a mix between sultry and teasing, brought him to the edge already. It was like her entire being was begging him to cum. “Cum in mommy’s pussy, honey. Fill up the place you were born in and knock me up. I want your kid sooo baaad~♥” she whispered, voice filled with need. Any pretense of shame had been thrown out, she was entirely focused on draining her son dry, out of a desire to make him feel good, be impregnated by him, and because she just felt so damn full, and she wanted more of that feeling. Her birth canal was filled down to every nook and cranny by her son’s enormous girth, and it just made her so proud as a mother, and grateful that she could experience it. Her words brought Jaune over the edge, his cock throbbing as it practically exploded out a flood of virile seed. Despite having already cum, the load he ejaculated was no less forceful or sizable than his last, partly due to just how good his cocksleeve was at milking him, and partly due to how turned on he got at the thought of impregnating his own mother. His hands squeezed his mother’s extraordinarily wide hips as he came, the caveman part of his brain demanding he push her further down onto him, forcing his cock deeper inside of her to give his seed a higher chance of taking hold. Juniper, naturally, came once again at being handled by her son in such a way. She had never cum so hard or so many times in such a short span of time before, she was beginning to think that any sex she had with men previously was utterly worthless in comparison. It was then no surprise that she forgot to suppress her pleasured sounds, a whorish moan ringing out and silencing the previously chatty women around her. Still, she had not noticed their eyes on her with her eyes closed in euphoria, her entire body trembling with the force of an impregnation induced orgasm. She knew at this point that she would end up pregnant, having had seven children she had developed a sense for these things, innately aware of things in the way only a mother can be. Her womb was continually being filled with cum past what it would be able to reasonably handle, and her pussy was already coated in the sticky stuff, the pink walls long having turned white. It was then no surprise that most of the cum Jaune fired inside his mother’s tight cunt leaked through the tight vacuum of her much too widely stretched pussy lips, the abused flaps of pink having no choice but to let the precious seed go, despite how hard they were trying to contain the viscous treasure. Juniper, in her orgasmic joy, stretched out her arms and legs as she enjoyed being a woman to her utmost, the feeling of being impregnated better than any other, not to mention by a man she had loved for his whole life. Her daughters looked at her hand, transparent strings of cum webbed between her fingers, drops of a white liquid dripping from it, clearing up any doubt as to what the two were doing. With her hands stretched out, they had completely forgotten her towel, the fabric falling down in between her lap and soaking up some of the cum that had leaked out of her. Her bulged out stomach was also bare to see, and the sisters’ eyes widened as they realised the absolutely monstrous size their brother possessed. Their faces flushed, some felt predominantly embarrassed and slightly mortified, but most were overcome with a feeling of longing, to have their own bodies marked by cock in such a way that it deformed their perfect bodies. Juniper found herself grinding her flared hips back and forth on her son’s cock, mashing his still cumming cockhead against her sensitive cervix, focusing on making use of her son’s hard cockmeat for pleasure now that she was guaranteed to be knocked up. A thought occurred to her, she didn’t hear her daughters talking anymore. She opened her eyes and found that every single one of them was looking at the mother and son pair in shock. She froze like a deer in headlights, sitting there with her limbs frozen in the air, the only movement being Jaune’s handling of her wide hips, kneading the flesh and causing her to move back and forth on his cock ever so slightly. Eventually, Jaune seemed to notice the silence as well, as he had stopped trying to move his mom’s insides. For a while, nobody had enough courage to ask a question, or even make a sound. To her surprise, the first one to make a move was Juniper. Her feet planted on the ground, she slowly stood up on shaky legs, her muscles not exactly cooperating when she had just cum her brains out. Juniper’s pussylips clinged to her son’s hard fuckmeat like it was a long lost lover, eager to keep it in its embrace. Her creamed pussy also left Jaune with a sheen of cum, wads of it floating down his length and joining the pool that had formed beneath the two. She whined and moaned as she rose up from her favorite cock, she only stopped once she was standing up straight, once more thankful to her son’s size as he was still inside of her, though not by much. The Arc sisters gaped at the display, both at the magnitude of their brother’s member, and the cum that so obviously filled their mom’s pussy. Juniper sighed satisfactorily as she wiggled her hips, making her fat ass bounce in an enticing manner as she twisted herself down onto her son’s iron-hard tool, the monster spearing through her narrow tunnel without issue. She landed on her son’s lap once more, bucking her hips back and forth with wild abandon as she rammed her son’s cockhead into her cervix, sending bolts of ecstasy to her brain. “I need to ride my son’s cock and if you don’t like it you can leave,” she said with a tone of finality. It was clear this wasn’t up for debate. None of her daughters made a peep, too shocked by the situation. But one thing was for sure, they all saw Jaune in a very different light. Juniper moved not only up and down her son’s generous length but also threw in a few side-to-side motions, her hips swaying seductively, and sometimes a shake of her vast derriere, almost looking like she was twerking on her son’s dick. Lewd squelching noises accompanied the wiggle of her hips as the iron hard rod squished her insides, twisting and bending them around it and mixing the mother and son’s sexual fluids together. That’s not to mention the lusty moans the pair exuded, Juniper sounding like a wanton whore as she squealed in joy from her son’s hunk of man meat. “How is his cock, mom?” Cerise asked curiously, drool escaping her lips. The group of sisters had arranged themselves in such a way that they could all witness the sight before them. “Hng- Amazing-nphf- I feel so full~♥” Juniper replied in delight. She felt his baby batter slosh around in her overly filled womb with every motion, something that only spurred her on further. She wanted even more of her son’s cum. Each time her massive rear slammed into her son’s lap, a lewd slap would ring out and her cervix would get mashed by the hard cockhead she was slamming into. The iron-hard rod acted like a battering ram against the ring of flesh protecting her womb, eager to delve deeper but constrained inside the cavern of pussy. That is, until Juniper attempted to relax her womb’s entrance, which worked surprisingly well, letting the brutish cockhead inside of her womb as she hilted her son inside her. Juniper let out a howl of elation at the new sensations, her uteral lining proving to be even more sensitive than her cervix, the slightest brush against her son’s cock almost making her cum immediately. She leaned back against her son’s muscled chest and swayed her hips around his lap, rubbing him against her deepest depths. “You’re back where you came from, sweetie~ Does it feel good~? You feel so good to me~♥” she cooed. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum if you keep going,” was Jaune’s reply. He could feel his glans brush up against his mother’s womb, the surface covered in his cum. The way the velvety walls stuck to him, he could tell her body wanted— no, needed, his cum. Cerise was unable to hold herself back anymore. She pounced on her brother and mother, sitting on her mother’s lap and planting her lips on the MILF. She pressed her chest against her mother’s, pressing into her distended stomach she could feel Jaune’s cock inside of her mom. Jaune and Juniper both groaned at the way his cock was pushed against Juniper’s sensitive walls. Jaune thought the sight of the two mountains of flesh squishing against one another was exquisite, so exquisite he had to get a feel for himself. He squeezed his hands in between the two generously sized chests and groped his mother’s bosom, his fingers digging into the supple pillows, further encouraged by his sister’s breasts pressing against his hands. Rose was similarly past her limit, so she took Jaune’s lips for her own, her hands going between her legs to rub at her clit. “My turn after you fill up mom’s womb, okay?” she said in between the sloppy kisses she was planting on her brother. Jaune couldn’t hope to stand against such a multi-pronged attack, not to mention his mom’s crushingly tight pussy and extremely delicate womb. He erupted directly inside of his birthplace, launching his virile seed into the greedy place to form a new life, breeding it like it had never been bred before. All around, the Arc family came as they watched the sexiest thing they’d ever seen, being able to witness their own mother being impregnated by their brother. Everyone was left panting as things calmed down, and Cerise released her mother to find her stomach was bloated to the point where she almost looked pregnant already. Without a single word of coordination, the group of sisters hoisted their mother off of the pillar of man meat, a deluge of semen escaping her snatch quickly, which was promptly scooped up by the sisters. Rose got into position above Jaune, but was promptly shoved away by Cerise, who wasted no time in hopping onto his giant cock with a wide grin on her face. She looked down at her stomach and poked the bulge, “Holy shit. Bro why did you keep this thing all to yourself? I would let this thing knock me up any day of the week,” she said casually as she started hopping up and down the solid length. The other Arc sisters had similar thoughts. Jaune didn’t get a lot of sleep that night.

Chapter 1 - The realisation

You awaken, expecting an ordinary day, only to realize that today is far from typical as you embark on your daily morning routine of internet browsing. Something is distinctly different in a way you can’t put your finger on. Then it hits you. Men. There is a distinct absence of men in most videos and articles you stumble upon. The entirety of the internet has an overwhelmingly female presence. Though there are men here and there, the way they’re treated is like night and day compared to what you’re used to. Overplayed jokes common on internet forums populated almost entirely by men like ‘girls aren’t real’ had been reversed, along with every other meme and norm relating to gender. Unless this is an internet wide april fool’s joke that everybody is in on except you, you’ve either gone insane or woken up in a parallel dimension. Attempting to find out if something had happened overnight ends up a fruitless search. Seemingly things have always been this way, no matter how unbelievable it might seem. Women simply outnumber men by a huge margin, and this is your reality now. How civilization hadn’t yet collapsed due to underpopulation baffles you, until you look at a porn site. The first thing that stands out to you is the noticeable uptick in lesbian videos. The second is that in every video with a guy in it, he would impregnate dozens of girls. In addition, every man is hung and able to keep fucking right after finishing without any care for a refractory period. This leads you to think about your dick, now slightly erect from your ‘research’. Peering into your pants, you can see it’s huge. You were maybe a little above average before, but now you are well above it. The fact that your dick is suddenly scaled up isn’t the biggest surprise this morning leaves you in disbelief. “Get down here slowpoke, you’ll be late!” you hear your mother yell from downstairs, snapping you from your daze. Not wanting to tempt her wrath with something as petty as an existential crisis, you hurriedly turn off your computer and head out of your room to the kitchen downstairs, finding your mom cleaning a frying pan, with a plate of pancakes on the cupboard next to her. Your mother had always been something the other boys in class used to rile you up with, with her being a bombshell milf and with no husband in the picture. Long curly brown hair, a beautiful face with maturity befitting her age all without looking a day over thirty, not to mention she had curves to die for. You grab the plate, some cutlery and syrup and sit down to eat on auto-pilot, your mind still in a whirlwind from the earlier revelations. Before you’re able to dig in, your mother kisses you on your forehead, “Not even a hello or thank you? Where did I go wrong?” she says with a playful tone and a shake of her head. You let out a nervous chuckle, realizing your mistake, “Sorry, I just had something on my mind. Thanks mom.” Something on your mind is a massive understatement. She looks down slightly and raises an eyebrow, before placing her hand on the bulge in your pants, “I can see that,” she says with a flirtatious wink. You freeze, your brain practically short circuiting from this situation that practically reeks of a porn scenario involving a “step”-mother and “step”-son. Before you’re able to recover and formulate a response, she lets go of your crotch and says, “Want me to take care of your morning wood, sweetie?” in the same tone she would use for asking if you wanted a glass of water. Only a second passes before she looks like she remembered something, looking at her watch, “Oh! Seems I have to run, if you want, you can ask your sister to take care of it for you,” she says before kissing you on your forehead again and heading out of the kitchen. A few moments later you hear the front door close. You put your head in your hands and scream internally. What the fuck just happened? Seeing all of that stuff on the internet was shocking, but personally experiencing the differences between this new world you’ve woken up in and the one you were in yesterday is a completely different experience. So, your mom offered to fuck you, or get you off at least. If you had time to consider it and give a response, would you have said yes? … You don’t know if you should be ashamed of the answer or not. It’s not like she was a complete slut who would fuck her own son, so it must be normal for her to act this way in this new world of yours. You feel your cock throbbing with need just thinking about this. She said your sister would take care of it right? You can fuck her? Thinking about your sister’s body isn’t something you’re liable to do, but when put in a situation like this it’s hard not to. Feeling your dick press against your pants, you decide to take this world by the balls, or, well, pussy, and just enjoy yourself. You head to the living room where you assume your sister is. Indeed she is, lying on the couch on her stomach with her phone out, playing some mobile game. “Hey sis,” you say as you approach the couch. “Yo,” is her curt response, she doesn't even turn her head to look at you. Now standing behind her, you see her college aged body wearing a loose sweater, with her straight brown hair spread across her back and spilling onto the couch. You also notice a distinct lack of pants, revealing her perfectly shaped bare fat ass. In between that ass you can see her asshole and pussy, on display for you to ogle as you please. “Hannah, you aren’t wearing any panties,” you say as you look at her thick cheeks and the alluring holes in-between them, your erect cock hurting from being restrained in your pants. “So?” comes a brief reply. “So you live with a healthy male, it’s bound to cause some reactions.” At this she finally turns around to look at you, then your crotch. Giving a casual shrug, “I guess. Well, since I made it like that you can use me to feel better. It’s not healthy to hold back,” she says, finishing by giving her ass a light slap, sending ripples across her plump rear. That’s all you need for confirmation. You quickly pull down your pants and underwear and sit on her thighs, just below her ass. You place your cock between your sister’s huge ass cheeks and slowly bring it back and forth, her soft flesh enveloping your cock being coated with precum. Hannah’s butt feels amazing, but you can’t hold yourself from the main course any longer as you bring the tip of your penis to her soft pussy lips, coating your dick in her wetness as you rub it against her entrance, “I’m putting it in.” She’s wet, which means you must be turning her on despite her lack of reaction so far. Or her body is simply following its instincts without her input. “Sure,” is the only confirmation you get before you push forward, parting her folds around your cock, her lips looking like they’re barely able to contain your size as they spread themselves around you. Your sister’s heavenly insides wrap around you and push against your cock from all sides as you slide deeper. Your hips meet her ass as your tip pushes against her cervix, completely bottomed out. You take a moment to bask in the soft, warm and wet pussy walls that your cock has made its home, wrapped around it perfectly. Wondering if this feels as amazing for her as it does for you, you look at your sister to find her still playing her game, as if she wasn’t being used as a cocksleeve. You move your hips back, pulling out of her wet tunnel slowly, made even slower by how it grips you tightly, as if trying to keep you inside forever. The lips of her pussy slide from the base of your dick all the way to the tip, visibly clinging to your cock as if they don’t want you to leave. “Hannah your pussy feels so fucking good, how have I not buried my dick inside you before now?” you ask, receiving no response other than a shrug as she keeps tapping away at her phone. Once only your tip remains you start your journey back into her depths, feeling just as heavenly as the last time, feeling her walls stretch around you and encompassing your length from tip to base, until you finally give her cervix a kiss. The lovetap elicits a mousy squeak from your sister, the only acknowledgement she’s even feeling your cock so far. You grin as you sense you’ve discovered her weak spot. You start rolling your hips into your sister’s fuckhole, fully focusing on stirring up the deepest parts of her vagina. Smushing the entrance to her womb causes her to start squirming under you, and her pussy to tighten up as her body instinctively rewards you from making her feel good. The heavenly feeling of your sister’s pussy tightening up makes you groan, “I’m not gonna last long, where should I cum?” Your sister turns her head and looks at you as if you were an idiot, “I-in my pussy, you dumbass. It’s made for you to cum inside, with my womb being there and my hole making you feel good,” she manages to get out through her attempts to muffle her moans. You don’t take another moment to consider the consequences of your actions, as you start pounding her fuck tunnel raw with wild abandon, Hannah now fully letting out squeals of delight as your hard cock hits her cervix with the force of a jackhammer. It doesn’t take long before you feel the urge to push yourself hilt deep inside her, with the tip of your cock resting against the hole leading directly to her womb. Your cock starts to pulse, letting out all of its seed directly inside of your fertile sister, with her cunt squeezing you tightly, trying to milk more semen out of you. You take a moment to bask in the feeling of having deposited your cum into your sister’s womb. Strangely enough, you don’t feel ashamed of fucking your sister, or of doing it with no protection and cumming inside her. It just feels right. Before you realize it, your hips have started to move on their own, longing for more pussy. ——— You’re taken out of your fuck trance by your phone’s message tone, taking stock of the situation you see that after half an hour and a dozen orgasms her pussy is overflowing with cum, leaking out and onto her legs and the couch. During the entire time Hannah offered no word of complaint at being used as a cum dumpster, not that she could after turning into a trembling mess after cumming over and over again. Realising you’re late for school, you get up and walk next to her head, your cock still erect, “Clean me up,” you demand, she slowly turns her head and starts licking the dick that’s fucked her thoroughly as if in a daze. Swallowing every drop of cum, your dick is considerably less sticky and dripping with cum, instead covered in a layer of saliva. Good enough, you think, as you get your pants and underwear, putting them on quickly before taking out your phone. “Good job. I’ll use you more soon,” you tell your sister before heading to the kitchen. “where you at dude??” comes a message from Alex. Except, it’s clearly not the Alex you’ve known your whole life judging by her profile picture, unless “he” is just crossdressing incredibly convincingly. Looking at your best friend’s social media, there was no denying it, she was no longer a guy. You look at the picture she chose as her profile picture. Long flowing cool blonde hair framing a criminally curvy body clad in a mini skirt and a top that looked to barely contain her breasts, skin a light shade of bronze, the product of an ambiguous ethnic makeup. Multiple earrings on each ear, large green eyes with a real pair of DSL decorated her face, her tongue licking her lips playfully, her middle fingers out with a cocky grin spread across her face. This is Alex now? Seeing the cocky and confident troublemaker transformed into a sexbomb is a very welcome surprise, as you know you’ll be able to fuck her given how willing the women of this world seemed to be. You scroll up through your message history and find it’s no different to what it was in your previous world, with you asking her when she can get online so the two of you can try the latest DLC for a game you had spent many hours on. Again looking at her social media there are the same pictures of you two throughout the years. You have to wonder why you don’t seem to have been interested in her before. Was there another you that inhabited this world before today? Or did the world change but not you? Shaking your head you rid yourself of that train of thought. In your head it doesn’t matter how it happened nor is the continuity important. All that matters is getting your dick inside her. Arriving in the kitchen, you wolf down the pancakes before walking to school. Ten minutes later you’re standing in an empty hallway outside of the classroom you’re supposed to be in, with class about to end any minute you decide to just attend the next one instead. Your record is mostly spotless anyway, so you won’t get more than a slap on the wrist for missing one class. You wait far enough away for the teacher not to notice you, but close enough so you can see the students stream out of the classroom. Getting your first look at your classmates in this world, your first thought is ‘holy shit’. Though your female classmates in your previous world had already grown into their curves, it almost seemed like they had grown into them another time, having much wider hips, bigger tits and ass, and smaller waists than even the hottest girls in your school had before. It looks as if their bodies are made for sex. It seems this world’s school administration doesn’t care about decency or any kind of regulations for student wear, as they range from slutty to extremely slutty. Mini skirts and mini shorts, with thongs visible and tops that show off plenty of cleavage. Though some still wear more conservative clothes, they’re a minority. You notice something strange, everyone seems to be paying attention to you much more than you’re used to, with some looks of curiosity and others of poorly concealed lust. You spot Alex as one of the last students to exit the classroom, and luckily she spots you before you have to call her name or anything. Wearing ripped jeans that hug her thighs tightly and a simple but short t-shirt that shows plenty of midriff, she starts walking towards you. You notice she’s lost the height advantage she had over you in your last world, instead being slightly shorter than you. “What’s up dude? Why weren’t you at first period?” she says with a small smile. Same as always, you thought. You could tell she was worried behind that smile, always caring about her friends but not being willing to show it. You chuckle and say, “I’ll tell you about it at the club room,” getting a slight eyebrow raise and nod in response. The club room was your go to hang out spot for your circle of friends, said club being the paranormal investigation club. The only investigation that occurred during club hours was of some celebrities’ leaked photos or of a weird bug that crawled into the club room. It was basically just a place for you and your friends to fuck around in after school, figuratively speaking, and you suspected the school already knew that but let it pass, as that was at least time you were spending not getting into trouble and socializing with your peers. Little did the school know if the club didn’t exist you would still not be getting into any trouble, you would just be at home playing video games. The club room was a small little thing, with a bookshelf, couch, table, and some chairs surrounding it. Still, it was plenty when you had good company. You get yourself comfortable on the end of the couch, and Alex follows suit, sitting much closer than you’re comfortable with given that she’s now a hot girl. “I was late because I was fucking my sister,” you say nonchalantly. She pouts and crosses her arms, “What? No fair, you’ll bang her but you won’t give your best friend a good dicking?” she says in a joking voice. As you suspected, incest just isn’t frowned upon in this world. As you’re considering the implications of this, you feel yourself tip over as Alex throws herself on top of you. Looking at her, her face and demeanor has entirely changed since just a moment ago, her breathing being visibly quicker and face flushed with red. “This is no good. It’s been a while since I’ve had my pussy licked, if you say things like that I’ll have a hard time controlling myself.” You’re only shocked momentarily, as you were planning to fuck her from the beginning. “What if I tell you there’s no need to control yourself?” The slut gives you a lust filled grin before she gets up and starts to rapidly undress, with you following suit, clothes being strewn about everywhere. Once you’re both completely nude, she pushes you onto the couch and you lie down on it with your head against the pillow resting against the arm rest, happily letting her take charge. She sits down between your legs, just below your rapidly hardening cock. Taking it in her hands she says, “I’ve never seen one in the flesh before, it’s so much more arousing than a toy,” with a breathy voice. She experimentally moves her hands around it gently, jerking it every which way as it approaches its maximum size. The bronze skinned slut moves up your body slightly, resting her perfect pink pussy on your cock, she bites her lip, “Fuck, it’s much bigger than any dildo I’ve had, I need to get wet enough,” she says as she starts to bring her pussy lips back and forth across your cock, one lip over each side of your length, coating it in her pussy juice. Finally she seems to deem herself ready as she raises her hips and takes your dick in hand, pointing it to her sopping wet entrance. Slowly, she sits down, gliding down your length and taking all of you inside her. And take you she does, her pussy lips instantly cling tightly to you, and her creamy insides wrap around you with exquisite tightness, welcoming you with the occasional squeeze as her muscles twitch in ecstacy. The slut lands on your lap with a long and satisfied sigh, her plump bottom firmly planted on top of you. Having taken the entirety of your monstrous length, her stomach displays a striking outline where you’re penetrating her, and her pussy lips look visibly stretched having taken such a girthy cock, looking as if they’re barely able to contain it. Shifting slightly, you feel your cock brush up against her cervix, causing the curvy teen to let out a whimper of pleasure. Letting out a slight groan, she whines, “I might not be able to start moving before cumming if you reach this deep inside me…” A moment later she places her hands on your chest for balance as her breathing gets faster and heavier, and her legs start twitching, “Fuuuck… You’re stretching my pussy so well I’m gonna cum right away. That’s so embarrassing.” And cum she does, as her legs start shaking violently and her velvety tunnel grips you like a vice, her muscles reacting to the immense pleasure of having something so deep inside it stretch it so thoroughly. You lie there and bask in the feeling of her teen pussy jerking you off. It takes her well over a minute to recover from her intense orgasm, after which she leans to the side to reach for her pants, grabbing her phone from its pocket. You let out a slight groan as her delicate insides stroke over your glans with the movement. Alex sits up straight with her phone in hand, “Did you like that?” she asks with a grin, not looking away from her phone. You’re about to ask what she’s doing before she says “I’ve got to let my girls see this, they’ll be grateful for the schlick material.” She points the phone towards her, striking a pose and doing a peace sign with one hand. “Hey there you dumb whores! Bet you weren’t expecting to see me like this, huh?” she points the camera to her filled pussy for emphasis, “I’ve already cummed my brains out once, and I haven’t even started moving yet!” she says with a giggle. Alex starts poking the area of her stomach that shows the outline of your cock, “Yeah, it’s at least 14 inches, but my cunt can handle that no problem, you sluts would get stuck when it was halfway in.” All the while the bitch is filming herself, her warm, throbbing kitty never gives up its goal of trying to make you cum. You doubt she can actually tell how big you are, she’s probably just making up a big sounding number to impress her friends. “Now watch me get knocked up without lifting a finger,” she says with a wink towards the camera. She leaves the camera trained on her but seems to shift her focus to you, twisting her hips until the tip of your cock is lined up perfectly with her cervix. Next, she gives you an evil grin as her pussy squeezes down on your entire length, before letting up just as suddenly. She starts rhythmically tightening her insides, mimicking thrusting as her soft vaginal walls shift around you. “I’ve always wanted to jerk off a guy with my pussy,” she proclaims proudly. “Is my pussy jerk-off technique any good? Better than your hand?” she asks with a smirk before her eyebrows furrow in concentration as she gives you a nice and tight vaginal squeeze. “Your tight little pussy feels way better, it’s not even close,” you reply honestly. “Keep this up and I’ll cum really fast.” She brightens up at your praise, redoubling her efforts to milk out your cum with her breeding hole. After what feels like only a minute you let out, “I’m gonna cum.” Though you suspect she could already feel that with how your cock was starting to throb inside her. As she feels you nearing your edge, she shifts technique, with her muscles working their way along your length upwards, massaging your cock with her cocksleeve and trying to coax out your seed. “Impregnate me, cum inside me raw~” she coos invitingly. With your member poised to impregnate the eager bitch that’s milking you, you give in to your coming orgasm, shooting out your semen all over her insides and right into her yielding womb. Pulse after pulse of your dick leads to spurt after spurt of cum filling up Alex’s unprotected and fertile womb. Instantly, she starts cumming again from the pleasure of being bred, her snug tunnel once again going haywire on your cock, wringing your cock from every which way. She leans down on you, and you lie there together with cum leaking out of her pussy for a minute of post orgasm bliss. “That’s gonna make such a good video, I have to send it to everyone.” Before you’re able to get a word in, you hear the sound of her tapping the ‘send’ button. And shortly thereafter, an avalanche of notifications. “Oh shit, class has already started,” Alex points out. Not wanting to get into more trouble than you probably already are, you both get yourselves cleaned up quickly and rush to class. As you walk into class with your slut of a best friend on your arm, her breasts pressing up against you, Ms. Miller looks at you with stern eyes. “And what is so important you’d miss not only first period, but also the first TEN minutes of second period?” she says with her usual strict tone, being a hardass as always. Though she herself was a hardass, she had a sizeable ass to make up for it, one the boys in class used to love staring at. In fact, her being so stern had only stoked the flames of the boys’ fantasies of her curvaceous body, tied up black hair and bespectacled flawless face. She was only missing a ruler in hand to perfect the sexy teacher look. Before you get a chance to respond, the big breasted bimbo on your arm speaks up, “He was knocking me up!” she says, making a peace sign with one hand and clinging further onto you with the other. Facepalming on the inside from Alex’s bluntness, you’re surprised by the casual response Ms. Miller gives, “I suppose that’s alright then, but what about first period? If I recall, Alex, you were here during first.” If this was your old world Ms. Miller would have gone ballistic, going on a long lecture about the dangers of skipping class, especially for something so indecent. You forgot you weren’t in your previous world, which shouldn’t be surprising as you’ve only been in this one for a few hours. You chuckle, “I was knocking up my sister, I really had to take my time ramming her pussy and filling her with cum,” you say confidently. Ms. Miller waves her hand dismissively, “Yes, well, spare me the details will you?” with an adjustment of her glasses, she continues, “I am glad you are back in class at least, take a seat.” You nod and head for the nearest empty chair, but your way is blocked by a red faced girl with even redder hair, reaching almost down to her ass, which is just as huge all the other girls in your new world. Her green eyes dart all over your body, frequently to your crotch, and she speaks up with nervous passion in her voice. “Please can you fuck a baby into me? I’ve always wanted one, please?” she highlights this by pulling up her tight t-shirt, letting her huge tits bounce freely, and hiking up her skirt to reveal her bare, dripping wet pussy. At this point you’ve stopped being surprised, but you hadn’t noticed the effect you were having with the girls in your class, with all of them blushing furiously, and some fidgeting in their seats, rubbing their legs together, obviously turned on. You peek at Ms. Miller to see that she apparently doesn’t care much, going on with class as usual. You give the redhead a response in the form of unbuckling your belt and pulling down your pants, taking out your enormous cock for the whole class to view. And view they do, with some girls trying to sneakily masturbate, with others openly groping their breasts and fingering themselves, Alex among the latter group. You’re surprised to see Ms. Miller still teaching without a care in the world. You bend the girl begging to be bred over a desk, giving you a nice view of her ample rear and moistened slit. You rub your tip over her lower lips while you wait to grow to your full length, but you’re unable to wait long as you push it into her silken meat folds when it’s barely reached half mast. Still with several more inches on the way, your cocksleeve lets out a whoreish moan at being filled so suddenly. Testing the waters, you rock your hips back and forth, plunging into her snug hole and pulling out despite how tightly it grips your member. As you grow harder and harder, her moans get louder and louder, “This feels so good! Doe-hng, does it feel good for-mhmm, for you too? Am I tight enough?” You give her ass a light slap, watching her supple flesh ripple and feeling her drenched tunnel constrict around your dick even more, “It’s not bad, but tighten up if you can.” Her legs start wobbling and shaking as the waves of her orgasm hits her, her cramped fuck hole’s muscles spasming around your cock wildly, but you hold steadfast and continue slamming your hips against her fat ass, letting the sound of flesh hitting flesh echo through the classroom. Moans from the masturbating sluts around you further fuel your desire to knock up any bitch that presents herself to you. “Please give me your seed after you’re finished with her!” a girl shouts from your left, with her fingers in her pussy, desperately wanting for your dick to plunge inside her. You decide that with so many willing whores, what’s the point in holding back? Over and over you shove yourself inside the bitch you’re breeding, uncaring about how long you’ll last or that you’ll cum inside her. With a final thrust you push your tip onto her cervix and release your seed deep inside her baby factory without a care in the world that she’ll definitely get pregnant. As you deposit your semen inside her, her cock milker gets to work on squeezing out any bit of extra cum you can offer, constricting tightly around you as she has another orgasm. Once she’s well and truly emptied your balls, you pull out and let her well fucked hole leak out your seed, leaving her as a shaking, blubbering mess from being so thoroughly fucked. “No... don’t pull out please... I can’t stand feeling empty inside,” you hear her quietly whine through ragged breaths. “Sorry, I can’t exactly fuck all of you at once, can I?” you say with a shrug. You’re only one man after all, with one penis, although a fairly monstrous one. Covered in a mix of semen and pussy juice, it stands at attention ready to fuck any slut you lay your sights on. And fuck you do, for what feels like a long time given how many girls you go through, but not long enough for class to be over, only barely. You take a break only when all of the girls in class have their cunts filled with your cum, your exhaustion catching up to you. You collapse onto the chair with a sigh and tell the nearest whore to start licking your rod clean once again. She dutifully gets between your legs and starts licking every drop of semen dripping from your cock. You were going to actually rest, but having a delicate tongue flick around your dick reinvigorates your sexual desires, though not your physical stamina. You point your rod towards the whore’s mouth and grab the whore’s head, pushing her down onto your cock as she wraps her lips around you, the delicate insides of her mouth a treat as your glans brushes against them. You keep going until you can hear choking noises from her mouth as she starts struggling with your length. Normally you would be horrified at having potentially hurt her, but at this point you know they not only don’t mind it, they beg for it. With that said, you are simply exhausted at this point, so you release your grip on her and lean back, allowing her to get to work. She decides to keep working her way down your length until she’s kissing your base, deepthroating you. You almost bust right then and there at the thought of directly feeding the wanton whore the load she so desperately wants so deep inside her throat. Soon she brings her mouth back up along your length, until just the tip is wrapped around her dick sucking lips. Her soft tongue licks up a bit of precum that escapes your crown, as she gently traces your head. She puts her hands to work on your length, barely being able to wrap around it with both hands, slowly stroking you up and down. She starts bobbing her head in rhythm with her strokes, her lips forming a vacuum around your cock, practically jerking you off with her mouth. As you feel the approaching orgasm, your cock twitches, and she seems to notice it as she once again takes your entire length inside her dick sucker. Lodged deep inside her throat, your rod has no choice but to feed its load to the bitch wrapped around it. With each pulse of semen, she swallows it down greedily. Finally drained, she releases your cock with a wet schlop. She smacks her lips, “Thank you for the meal!” she says with a smile. Your eyes meet those of Ms Miller, who has dutifully been teaching the class of cumsluts, whether they’ve been listening or not, which they most definitely haven’t been, not when they’ve all become drooling messes filled with your semen. “Care to actually partake in the lesson now?” Despite the contents of her words, the tone she uses makes it clear she’s not being judgemental, but sincere, though maybe a little annoyed. The slut who just swallowed your cum doesn’t mind as she idly swabs the inside of her mouth with your cockhead. You shrug, “Why would I when I can plow some pussy?” The busty teacher rolls her eyes. “Actually, why are you still trying to teach us when we clearly have no interest in learning?” gesturing to the half conscious girls you fucked silly, spread all around you. She tilts her head, “Because it’s my job? Just like you have to…” she pauses to find her words, “...fertilize them, I have to teach them.” “Hmm, and you don’t have any desire to be fertilized? It seems to be quite enjoyable.” A tinge of disgust appears in her eyes beneath her glasses as she adjusts them, “No, I have no desire for such a brutish thing,” nodding towards your enormous member. “Well, appearances can be deceiving, you might like it if you give it a shot. Tell you what, why don’t you do the rest of the lesson while sitting on my dick? Why don’t you do your job as a woman as well as a teacher?” patting your lap, you shoo away the girl monopolizing your dick. She sighs and walks up to your desk, teaching material still in hand. “I suppose. Since I’m a woman, I’m made to pleasure those beastly things, whether I like it or not.” Now that’s more like it. You take hold of your member and point it up, to give her a seat. Ms. Miller gets in position in front of you, standing right in front of your shaft. With her womanly stature, your huge penis almost reaches her ass even while she’s standing up. She starts to hike up her skirt as she starts reading out loud once again. Once her skirt is rolled high enough for her panties to be revealed, she pulls them down just barely enough for you to see her cute little pink slit. The sight reminds you that despite her stern and unwelcoming personality, she still has a fuckably tiny hole for you to use. Without delay, she gently takes hold of your cock with one hand and starts lowering herself down on it, barely bending her hips before your tip makes contact with her lower mouth. She pauses slightly, before continuing her journey down your lap, your cockhead entering her and making contact with her heavenly insides that eagerly wrap you in their love. Inch by inch she sinks down, bringing your pillar of man flesh deeper into her fuck tunnel, but with barely any lubrication the going is slow and tantalizing. You lean back and put your hands below your head, determined to just enjoy her mature pussy. Finally, her voluminous ass lands on your lap, the depths of her insides straining against your cock, with your glans pressed up right against her cervix. Looking down at her ass, you can’t even see your dick buried in her, as her ass is pushed back against you so firmly as to eat your entire length. In your relaxed state, you don’t fail to notice her lapse in teaching as you hit her deepest point, her mouth slowly opening and closing with her eyes wide open. “Feels like my pussy is gonna break…” you hear her mutter quietly. After a few moments she seems to regain her control as she sees you smirking at her, coughing before continuing to read out loud. Of course, just because Ms. Miller isn’t showing you any love doesn’t mean her insides aren’t lovingly squeezing your length without any input from her. And so you sit there with a ripe cocksleeve wrapped around you without a care in the world, just happy to have your dick where it should be, in a woman’s warm and silky insides. After a good while you start to feel the comings of an orgasm, thinking this is a good opportunity for some teasing, you tell her “With how good your pussy feels, I’m gonna cum really soon.” The woman turned cocksleeve looks back at you out of the corner of her eye, “Could you pull out when you do? I don’t want to have a kid at the moment. Certainly not without asking my wife first.” Unfortunately for her, this sets you off immediately, causing your cock to throb and happily launch its virile seed into her fertile womb. You yet again push your cockhead right against her cervix to maximize the chances of impregnating her. You also grip her hips and pull her down further, making sure you’re really in there as deep as you can get, causing a gasp to escape her lips. Ms. Miller looks down at her crotch as she feels you cum inside her. You cum so much inside her her pussy can’t contain all of it, so she soon sees the overflow of a flood of semen leaking out of her, her eyes wide. “Did you just cum inside me?” “Yeah. Right into your womb I imagine,” you say with a nonchalant voice, rendering her speechless. You let out a satisfied sigh, “Man, that was satisfying. For you too I imagine. I could feel how eagerly your insides were trying to milk me dry.” That seems to cause an involuntary clench of her semen filled cunt again. Still, she doesn’t respond. After a moment of silent glaring she simply resumes the lesson, without a care for the cum leaking down her thighs. Eventually, the bell rings, signaling the end of class and the start of lunch time. She starts raising herself off of your cock, but you stop her with a hand on her hips. “I think you make a really nice cocksleeve, so I'm not gonna let you get my dick out of you just yet. Maybe when you admit you like it.” She groans, “How are we supposed to go eat lunch if you’ve got your dick inside me?” You answer her by bringing your arms under her knees and standing up, lifting her up with your cock still firmly lodged inside her pussy. You make sure to hold her low enough for your entire length to be buried in her. Her eyes widen in surprise but she offers no word of complaint at being turned into a fucktoy for you to walk around with. You walk out of the classroom like that and head for the cafeteria. With her filled pussy completely on display you walk through the hallways, cum dripping from her hole still. Many girls record and masturbate to the sight, every single one wishing it was them you were carrying instead. The movement provides more stimulation for both of you, and you can hear a few sharp inhalations from Ms. Miller. Not even two minutes into the walk you feel like you’re ready to bust again. Perfect timing too, as you walk by a girl wearing something that barely counts as a thong, with the string digging into her pussy. You lift Ms. Miller up until she slides off your cock and place her next to you. Pulling away the girl’s thong, you line up with her entrance as best you can while you’re both before quickly pushing it inside, standing missionary style. You go off instantly, spraying your baby batter into yet another whore’s stomach. Her greedy cunt coaxing out more with internal muscle contractions, punctuated with her whorish moans. Once you’ve well and truly filled her up, you pull out, pick Ms. Miller up, bring your pillar to her entrance once again, and unceremoniously drop her down your length, causing her to let out a quiet squeak. You raise your eyebrows at her noise, which she promptly ignores after a quick glance at you. You spend the rest of the school day alternating between creampying Ms. Miller and the nearest bimbo you can grab. Even carrying her into the teacher’s room as she goes about her day as best she can while being used as a cocksleeve. She won’t admit it, but you know she orgasms several times as her body shudders and pussy quivers and contracts around your cock. As the day goes on, you enjoy her hole more and more as she seems to become tighter, with her walls practically massaging you, pulsing periodically. “Are you getting tighter on purpose, or is that just your pussy getting used to making me feel good?” you ask. She harrumphs, “As if. You’re just imagining things.” So she says but her face reddens and she tightens up even more as you point it out. Is she just embarrassed you called her out or does she like the fact that she’s making you feel better? Oh well, you’ll get her to be more honest with herself soon enough. The bell rings to signal the end of school. “There, are you satisfied now? Or are you going to take me home with you too?” she asks with an annoyed tone. You ponder for a second, before pulling out your phone and dialing your mom. “Hey sweetie! You know, I still haven’t been able to get your bulge from this morning out of my mind,” she says with a cheerful giggle. “Hey mom, I’m gonna stay over at my teac- I mean fucktoy’s house. Just wanted to let you know,” you respond, which you are awarded for with a another rippling of Ms. Miller’s cunt. “Sure! And I heard from your sister about how many times you filled her up this morning, treat me as well soon, okay?” “Mhm, love you mom, bye.” “Love you honey, be back soon!” You hang up. “Alright, now call your wife to come pick us up,” you demand. She lets out yet another sigh as she pulls out her phone and dials it, “Hello, could you pick me up from work today?” Naturally, you can’t hear the response. “No, my car is fine… It’s just that I can’t really drive right now, you’ll understand once you get here. We’re having a guest over.” A few “mhm”s and a goodbye later she’s hung up. —— Fifteen minutes later you’re walking through the door of the Millers’ home, carrying one as a cocksleeve and letting the other walk in front of you. “I wish I could have seen my face when I saw that the guest you were talking about is a man! I was so shocked and happy that we could finally have a kid!” Harper laughed. Ms. Miller, or rather Cassandra, has a surprisingly chipper wife, with a fitting appearance, long blonde locks and loose clothes that let her assets bounce around freely while she hops around in delight. Not at all who you expected the no nonsense straight-forward Cass to marry. Speaking of Cass, as soon as her wife showed up, she’d buried her head in her hands out of embarrassment, and her pussy would spasm as soon as Harper even looked at her. You can’t tell if this is because she’s turned on by Harper or because she’s being seen by her in such a compromising position. Either way her wonderfully soft tunnel’s contractions feel wonderful around your cock. Arriving at their king sized bed, you lie down and place your cocksleeve on your lap firmly, spinning her around so she’s sitting facing towards you. She just sits there red as a tomato and lets you adjust her body any way you please. “See how fast you’ve become a good submissive cocksleeve,” you compliment her, highlighting your point by fondling her breasts. She looks away and doesn’t respond. Harper sits next to Cass and places her hand on her stomach. You can feel the pressure of her fingers against your cock through Cass’s pussy. “It’s so deep inside you, it looks like it’s halfway up your stomach,” Harper says with an excited and breathy voice, as she takes off her panties and digs her finger into her cunt. “And it’s so thick I can feel it through your stomach, fuck that’s hot,” she says with a few soft moans and wet noises of her finger going in and out of her. All the while Cass’s fuck hole is getting tighter and tighter, with her expression remaining embarrassed. “Touch my cock through her stomach more, she got real tight when you did that,” you order the blonde haired slut. She nods and starts massaging her wife’s belly bulge, causing her pussy to grip you like a vice, forcing you to cum inside of it yet again. The stream of semen is happily gulped up by her womb for the dozenth time. Surprisingly, this prompts a bit of a reaction from Cass as her whole body trembles and she lets out a squeal of joy, having the first orgasm where she made more than a quiet whimper. Quickly after it subsides, she covers her mouth, “That was just because of Harper, not your dirty dick.” You just smile at her. She’ll admit it eventually. Harper meanwhile, has a much more pronounced reaction than you, jumping on top of you and desperately making out with her wife, “Fuck.. that was.. so hot..” she lets out in between wild kisses. You put your arms behind your head and enjoy the view as Harper strips naked and Cass starts fingering her loving wife. Their chaos transfers to her pussy as it wildly grips, clenches and pulls your cock every which way, as if it attained a mind of its own. As you feel the next orgasm approaching, you close your eyes and simply say, “Swap.” You feel Cass rising from your member, which nearly sets you off as your glans rub her soft folds on the way out. You hear a wet slap noise as your dick hits your stomach, suddenly feeling so much colder now that it isn’t wrapped in warm pussy flesh. But you are soon relieved as you feel it being lifted up and touching a new hole. The coldness resides as your cock is once again swallowed by a warm and welcoming cunt. Except there’s one problem, it’s not all the way in. Opening your eyes, you can see Harper trying to slide down your length, but failing. “It’s too big… it won’t go in properly…” she says quietly as she struggles to force herself down your cock. You grab her hips and slam her down onto your rod, instantly bottoming out as your cock bumps against her womb, protruding her stomach. Her pussy instantly gets to work, squeezing out your load into her brand new, unused fuckhole, seeding her womb for the very first time. “Knock me up pleasepleaseplease♥~” she pleads as she cums her brains out. You keep fertilizing the cumsluts all day, pounding them every which way, until you simply collapse from exhaustion, forced to rest by your mortal body. As you lie there with your eyes, you can hear the sluts doing rock paper scissors. As you feel a familiar warmth engulf your cock, you open one eye to see Cass straddling you. She notices you looking and gives a small smile, “I won, so that means I get to have you inside me while we sleep,” she says as she leans down on you, using your chest as a pillow. Her velvety walls massage you in rhythmic pulses, calming you and milking yet another load as you drift off to sleep.

Chapter 2 - Adultery

Author's note: Been a while. I got burnt out but I've felt more in the groove of things recently. I've got this chapter and a longer chapter 3 coming in a few days. I updated my commission info page with a bunch of ideas you can commission off of me now that I'm back: https://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Adeladen/blogs/14124/Commission-Info —————  Heather shivered, recalling the way her daughter purred her enticing proposal just a few moments ago. She was already wet at the idea of being fucked in the middle of her husband’s birthday party, her bikini bottom growing damp. She was worried about being caught, of course, but her worry was overshadowed by lust as she entered the balcony and laid eyes on her daughter. With only three other people on the terrace surrounding the pool, and the dark of night, they were unlikely to be seen unless they stood directly over one of the pool's dim lights. Amy stood leaning against the wall of the pool, submerged in the dark body of water, her gaze cool and composed. On the inside, though, she felt a buzz of excitement, her throbbing cock following in kind. She glanced behind her at the sound of footsteps, nodding her head at her mother and then the pool, dismissively telling Heather to get on with it already. Being told what to do in such a dismissive way turned Heather on immensely. The bombshell milf strutted towards the pool's shallower side, her generous hips swaying hypnotically, a trance that would capture any man who laid eyes on her. Her form sank into the dark blue of the pool, sadly preventing her daughter from ogling her further. As she headed for her daughter, she thought she saw a faint shadow of the futa’s erect dick, a pang of her heart signaling her enthusiasm. As she stepped within arm’s reach, Amy didn't waste any time, snatching her mother by her narrow waist and spinning her around, pulling her fat ass against her crotch. Heather yelped quietly and flustered at the feeling of her supple assflesh enveloping a hard length. Being so utterly manhandled made her feel like her heart would beat outside of her chest, overflowing with love for the dominant person her daughter had become. Amy didn’t dally in removing Heather's swimwear and pushing her forwards until she was a good distance away from her. Amy used a hand to poise her cock against her mom's entrance. Heather felt an electric shiver go through her body as she felt her daughter's tip brush against her pussy, already imagining it stuffing her full. "Do you see that girl on her phone? Do you think she'd look up from it if she knew I was about to be inside you? Would she get turned on?" Amy whispered, pointing out one of the nearby partygoers, a bored looking teen lying down on a lounge chair. She wore a smug grin as she teased her mother, her voice laced with sadistic glee. Heather didn't respond, too embarrassed even without the possibility of being heard. Amy sighed and let her cockhead slip inside her mom, Heather gasping at the immense girth that stretched her opening wide. Amy wrapped her hands around her mother's wasp thin waist, getting ready to make her talk. "You know, that girl over there wishes her boyfriend could make her feel the way I make you feel," Amy said, referring to the only other people nearby, a young couple making out. "I'd bet she would beg for it, so if you want more of my cock, why don't you, hmm?" Amy purred with a cruel voice. There were two reasons to put the tip in, first to act as encouragement. Second, to feel the effect of her words as her cockhead was massaged by Heather's vaginal walls tightening up as her body was aroused further. "Please, put it in," Heather said, her voice barely a whisper, still her eyes nervously darted between the people nearby. "What was that? I couldn't hear you." Heather bit her lip in annoyance, managing to spit out "Please put it in," despite her blush. Amy pulled her mother back slightly by her waist, her hardness penetrating a few inches deeper inside her mother's cunt. Even with just that fraction inside, Heather could feel her slit stretch wide around the enormous girth and so far unseen length her daughter possessed. It forced a grunt out of her as she closely approached an orgasm, her eyes closed and intently focused on the feeling of being stuffed full of cock. A moment later she started trembling as she came from merely a few inches of her daughter's girlcock simply being inside her. The combination of her size and the current situation gave her her first orgasm in record time. Her cunt squeezed and spasmed around the bit of cock she had been given. She attempted to stifle her moans, as much as she wanted to just let it all out. The sound started to leak out, Amy quickly placing a hand on her mouth to stop her from being too loud. As her orgasm went through her shaking body, Amy brought her mom further backwards, sinking more of her dickmeat deeper inside the loving embrace of a tight, cumming pussy. Heather's toes curled up, her eyes rolling to the back of her head in ecstasy as her birth canal was forcibly spread wide open in such a public space, her previous orgasm not subsiding before another started, against her will. She had no control over her fuckhole as it was steadily filled up, rhythmically tightening up around her invader, the silky smooth and rippling pussyflesh wanting nothing more than to make her daughter cum. Amy hummed quietly, a satisfied smile on her face as she continued feeding her mom inch after inch of the cock she so desperately wanted. "Hmm, you seem to be enjoying this more than I thought you would, maybe you're even more of a slut than I thought. Let's put that to the test," she said quietly in a confident voice. She stopped her insertion, leaving a few inches of her mom's pussy empty and not crammed full of cock. She patiently waited out Heather's orgasm, enjoying the feeling of a cumming pussy trying its best to milk her dry. During the few weeks after they started fucking, she had learnt how to increase her stamina and hold out longer before cumming, despite how insanely good mom-pussy felt. Heather's orgasm lasted quite a while, her thoughts filled with the risk of being spotted doing something like this. She thought about how hard she would cum if they were discovered, wanting to be called out for the sick mother she is, stooping so low as to fuck her own daughter. It wasn't until a while after Heather’s orgasm subsided that she opened her eyes and wondered why her daughter wasn't fucking her brains out. She looked back at her with a questioning expression. Amy looked her mom in the eyes, an evil glint in hers. "If you want the rest of my cock, you have to beg for it again, louder," she said quietly. Heather frowned, the idea of begging for it with the potential of people overhearing her extremely hot, but being unable to actually do it. She decided to simply take what she wanted for herself, arching her back like a slut and shoving her ass back in an attempt to get more of her daughter’s pussy stretching hardness. She received another inch before she was stopped, two firm hands around her waist halting her movement. Heather pouted and crossed her arms, as if to say "it's not fair". Amy pushed her mom forwards, bringing her length out of the snug cunt, until only the tip remained inside. Heather gasped in pleasure at the movement, before realizing a moment later that her daughter wasn't thrusting back inside, lamenting at all the inches of vacant and unused pussy. "Beg," Amy commanded simply, leaving no room for argument. Heather shivered at the commanding tone. Heather wanted it, no, needed it so badly that it only took her a moment to do it. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red as she whispered, "Please give me all of it," her eyes locked on the floor. "Give you what? Be clearer, speak louder, and look me in the eyes when you're talking to me," Amy rattled off orders with ease. Heather reluctantly looked her daughter in her eyes as she pleaded at the volume of a normal conversation, "Please fill up my pussy with your cock, I need it so bad~" Amy nodded before once more bringing her mother back towards her, this time much faster. Heather once again had to suppress her moans as she was filled all the way up to her cervix. Amy simultaneously pushed forwards, putting more pressure on the cervix and slowly forcing it open, easing her fat cock into her womb. “Let my cock into your womb so I can properly fuck you like the whore you are," Amy grunted impatiently. The pure hearted Heather had never been called such a thing and actually liked it until Amy did it, which she’d started doing more and more recently. Amy was able to insert it on her own, she simply wanted to humiliate and order her mother as much as possible. Heather, being the good cocksleeve she was, relaxed her womb's opening, letting the hard, veiny monster slip past her cervix. Every bump and vein that so much as grazed her cervix sent crashing waves of pleasure into her, small, whining moans leaking out of her as she couldn't suppress her ecstacy. Just as the rock hard tip of her daughter's member hit the deepest recess of her womb she came hard once again, a single loud moan echoing before Amy covered her mouth once more. Even as she was struggling to keep her watering eyes open, she looked at the people nearby to see if they caught it, relieved to see that none of them were paying much attention to her, the teenager simply throwing a glance at them before looking away. With such an intense orgasm, it was no surprise her cunt would clamp down tight, squeezing and undulating its heavenly soft pussyflesh around the fat dick that filled it. "Good slut," Amy grunted out a note of appreciation, "Keep cumming and I'll cum in no time at all." Heather came harder at the thought of making her daughter cum with her very own pussy in such a depraved situation. She suppressed her instincts to beg to be filled up, letting out more muted moans into Amy's hand. As her orgasm reached its end, Amy began slowly fucking her womb, sawing her way in and out of the wet, velvety flesh that wrapped around her length so well. "I can't hold on any longer, I'm gonna cum, mom," Amy said simply as she continued leisurely plowing her womb. Heather jolted to attention, quickly removing the hand on her mouth and protesting, "Don't cum inside, I can finish you off with my hands or thighs." Despite saying this, her fuckhole involuntarily tightened in excitement at the prospect of being turned into a cumdump. "If you really want me to cum outside, then why is your pussy trying so hard to make me cum inside, slut?" Heather blushed, "I-I'm not doing it intentionally, please just pull out." "With my size it would be impossible to hide my erection, I can't pull out or people will figure us out," Amy used the excuse she'd thought of earlier. Heather hesitated, her tiny brain weighing the risk of discovery versus pregnancy as best it could. She nodded apprehensively, "Guess we don't have a choice, but at least pull out of my womb so the risk of getting me pregnant is lower," she pleaded. Amy kept fucking her womb, uncaring of what she had to say. Realizing she wasn't listening, Heather concentrated for a moment, forcefully closing her womb's entrance with force of will just as Amy exited its sweet embrace. As Amy thrust herself back inside, she hit a squishy barrier blocking her way, frowning as she realized her mom was being disobedient. Heather gave her an apologetic look, Amy responding with a challenging glare. Before she realized what was happening, two hands wrapped around her waist as her daughter thrust forward, hard. Slamming into her fat ass and delicate cervix, her monstrous cock forcibly pushed through her womb's entrance and into the baby making chamber where she was born. Though she had the body of a woman, her male addition gave her the instincts of a man, and those instincts were screaming at her to knock up the nubile woman she was buried inside of. A deluge of virile seed launched itself from Amy’s pulsating cock, steadily flooding the fertile uterus one spurt at a time, each throb painting the pink walls a sticky white. Amy was ready to clasp her hands around her mother’s mouth at the first sign of a moan, but instead of moaning in ecstasy, she was violently trembling, her eyes rolled back into her skull as she was overtaken by an overpowering orgasm. She was being forcefully impregnated in a place where she could be seen at any moment, and she loved it. She forgot about why she shouldn’t get pregnant, losing herself in her base instincts and desires. Her body followed suit, her velvety soft insides rhythmically constricting as they milked Amy’s hard member. Amy groaned and squeezed Heather’s luscious ass as she fertilized her, letting things take their course as she was drained of every drop of cum she had. Heather’s womb was filled to the brim, her pussy’s tightness preventing most of the cum from escaping, causing it to fill her deepest crevices in search of eggs to seed. They stood there for a while, twitching and trembling as Amy kept shooting the occasional spurt inside the silky smooth hole she was buried in. Heather was still in a daze as Amy started to march towards the shallow side of the pool, dragging her along. After a few moments, she blearily questioned, “What’re you doing?” “Getting us to the theater room before anyone else gets there, the movie is gonna start soon, remember?” Amy answered simply. Heather blinked a few times, confused, “Okay sweetie, but could you pull out please?” Amy shook her head, “No way, people would see my erection instantly. My best bet is using you as a sheath to hide it. Though I don’t really care if we get caught, I'm gonna be inside you for the rest of the night.” The dim-witted cocksleeve thought for a moment before acquiescing, “Fine, but please pull out of my womb, I really, really, can’t get impregnated by my own daughter,” she pleaded. She could feel the warmth inside her that signified her insides being pumped full of cum, and knew it was likely too late, but she still wanted to do anything she could to avoid getting pregnant. The sly futa made a show of pulling her hips back, making sure to keep her pelvis in place, only wanting Heather to think she was trying to. She hissed, “I can’t pull out, you’re way too tight.” A smug grin creeping its way onto her face, “Which means you’re too turned on for me to pull out, almost as if your slutty body doesn’t want me to,” she teased. With how much Heather tightened up at that, Amy wouldn’t be surprised if she actually couldn’t pull out. When the busty bimbo faced away from her from embarrassment, she kept going towards the pool’s stairs. They climbed the stairs while still attached in the most intimate way, Amy grabbing two towels she had left by the poolside. She wrapped one around their waists, covering up their indecent act and telling her mother to hold it. The other was used to dry them until they were fit for going indoors. Slowly but steadily the pair marched inside in their bikinis, a mere towel covering up the daughter’s cock buried inside the loving embrace of a mother’s tight cunt. Each movement brought earth shattering pleasure to Heather, every nudge causing the hard rod to dig into her birth canal, displacing the ocean of semen and causing some of it to leak, small drops dripping onto the floor below them. Amy thought her mom looked the most feminine she’d ever seen her, her back arched against her and arms hanging to her sides daintily, the palms of her hands facing the floor. With it being near the end of the party, they managed to snake past any gatherings of people, taking small detours to reach the theater room quickly and stealthily. Knowing nobody would be there quite yet, Amy discarded the towel before they reached their destination, as it would be useless soon. The theater room was aptly named, being a home theater that was almost half as big as the real thing. The biggest difference, though, was its seating. Instead of rows upon rows of cushioned chairs, there was a cluster of sofas and couches in a rough half circle around the projector screen, tastefully decorated and extraordinarily cozy looking. Amy led them to a large couch in a far corner of the room, more out of the way of its surrounding furniture. She grabbed a blanket as she lay down on her back, letting her cocksleeve rest on top of her. Once she’d covered them with said blanket, she fluffed the pillow under her head and closed her eyes, content to enjoy the fluttering mom-pussy wrapped around her. Heather let out a shaky breath, sighing in relief as she got settled in, feeling at ease as she lay on top of her daughter, hidden from sight, instead of walking around awkwardly. In a way, this satisfied her maternal instincts as her body was used as a sheath for her daughter’s cock. Safely buried inside her tight pussy, she protected it from the outside world and kept it warm. She was glad her soft pussyflesh’s taut embrace made Amy feel good and cum, happy to be her cumdump. “I’m so glad we weren’t cau-” Heather’s words were interrupted as Amy quickly thrust her hips upwards, jabbing her rock-hard man-meat into her mom’s hypersensitive womb walls. Heather let out a lusty moan as she arched her back and came hard at the violent push. “I don’t remember asking for a sextoy’s opinion, just stay quiet and let me enjoy your vagina,” Amy growled in irritation, letting herself rest on the couch once more, a satisfied smile on her face as a single thrust made said vagina tighter with orgasmic contractions. “Mhng♥~” Heather moaned out in between a slurred apology. “And you better stay tight during the movie, you’re going to concentrate on making me cum as much as possible and nothing else, you got that?” Heather imprinted her words into her mind, squeezing down firmly as her orgasm ran its course. She hoped Amy would compliment her pussy. By the time the first group of people arrived, Heather’s pink pussywalls had massaged Amy’s dick into another two orgasms, drinking up even more cum, though with a steady stream escaping and leaking onto the couch. The lights were dimmed to establish a theatrical atmosphere, the arriving group waving at the mother daughter pair, with Amy waving back and giving a small innocent smile. As always, an outline of Amy’s fat futa cock was visible through her stomach, though as it was most people would mistake it for a crease in the blanket. Heather had her eyes closed as she basked in the feeling of being a cocksleeve near friends and family, people she knew. As the last people streamed in, a melodic voice rang out, calling the pair’s names. Heather’s eyes shot open as she recognised it as her sister. Amy, knowing that her aunt was a very cuddly person, knew she would try to join them under the blankets, coming up with a dozen excuses as to why she couldn’t. In an attempt to make them slightly less conspicuous, she rolled to her side, bringing Heather with her, causing them to end up in a spooning position. Before either of them could utter a word, Grace had already said bye to her wife and was jumping into the blanket with them, a delighted smile on her face. “I’ve barely seen you all night honey, so this is where you were hiding!” she exclaimed happily as she wriggled her way closer to the pair, who were breaking out into a cold sweat out of fear of being caught. Heather had a strained smile on her face as she tried to not show how turned on she was or how her cunt was giving her daughter’s cock a firm squeeze. Amy had hit a sort of mental roadblock, all her thinking and planning crashing down as she struggled to vocalize anything, much less anything that would save them. The intro to the movie was blaring through the speakers, but none of them were paying the slightest attention to it. Grace wrapped her arms around her sister, hugging her tightly and giving Amy a nod, “My, how close you two a—” she started saying before she stopped suddenly. Her delicate features, which were similar to her sister’s, frowned in confusion. She didn’t feel any clothes, just naked skin. She peeked under the blanket and looked at Heather’s stomach, where she could see an outline of a curious shape. Looking further down, she saw what exactly was causing this protrusion in Heather’s naked stomach, namely a fat dick shoved inside her pussy, a dick that could only belong to the person underneath her. In silent shock, her eyes flicked between the incestuous connection of their bodies and the faces of the two culprits of such a morally heinous act. That face of disbelief was exactly what set Heather off, her body trembling as she started taking in sharp breaths, letting out pleasured squeaks from her orgasm. Grace still couldn’t believe what she was seeing, ducking her head under the blanket and putting her face inches away from her sister’s crotch, looking on as her filled to the brim pussy twitched and contracted around the massive cock buried inside her. She saw cum dripping out of Heather's stretched cunt and onto her thigh. Rivulets of cum coated the length of the futa member, some lines looking fresh while others had obviously been there a while. Grace gently ran her finger along her sister's abused pussy lip, caressing the fluttering cunt and semen covered cock, her finger being coated in the sticky seed. She emerged from under the blanket before bringing her finger to her outstretched tongue, licking up the sticky liquid with hunger in her eyes. "Ahh, I haven't had this taste in so long," she said wistfully. After a moment, her hungry eyes shifted onto the pair. "I should really be disgusted, I guess, but I'm super turned on right now," she said shamelessly. As the pair struggled to comprehend her reaction, she put a hand on her sister's bulged out stomach, squeezing the hardness inside it. Delicate pussy and womb walls were squished against solid dickmeat, the two moaning out both at the physical sensation and the fact that it was another relative doing it, adding onto the feeling of taboo. Grace wrapped her other hand around her niece's shaft, pumping the tiny length that wasn't buried in her sister. "I want to see you cum inside her, I want to be here when you impregnate her, then I want you to impregnate me after," the slut said as she continued tugging Amy's shaft. Heather still hadn't been through her last orgasm before she was forced to have another one, her eyes rolling up once more, leaking moans that were deafened by the movie. The vice-like grip of cumming mom pussy and the extra pressure of a squeezing hand around it practically milked out an orgasm from Amy, being helped along by the steady pumping of Grace's hand around her base. Not to mention her arousing words, the thought of knocking up her mom being her sole goal as she emptied her balls inside her. Grace once more slipped under the blanket, intently watching the huge throbbing cock deposit its load inside her sister, the torrent of new cum forcing out older cum out of her pussy and womb. She stuck out her tongue, greedily lapping up the dripping seed. Occasionally her tongue flicked her sister's clit, the pleasure making her tighten up further, causing her to milk more of her daughter's seed. Over the course of their orgasms, Grace polished her niece's shaft to a sheen, slurping up every drop of cum and revelling in its taste. After the fun was over, she smacked her whitened lips in satisfaction, strings of sticky cum connecting the plump lips. She used her tongue to clean up her mouth and a finger to swab up a few drops rolling down her chin. She rested her head next to her sister's, noticing her eyes were practically in the back of her skull. "It's my turn to be thoroughly fucked by a monster cock now," Grace exclaimed happily, seeing as her sister was barely conscious. She quickly stripped, hurried to have her cunt stuffed. Amy slowly pulled out of the taut embrace of her mother's still twitching birth canal, a flood of cum escaping as she stopped plugging it up. Her dick felt so cold and uncomfortably hard with no warm tunnel around it, the air like a biting blizzard, though it was only room temperature. She turned around and found her naked aunt lying on her side facing her, her fingers spreading her pussy open welcomingly. Her figure was similar to that of her sister, so that was quite the sight, her thick thighs almost obscuring her cunt with their luscious flesh. "Feel free to enter my pussy raw," Grace invited warmly. It was another dream come true for the horny futa, as she'd fantasised about fucking her aunt since she was little, just as she did her mom. Amy poised her cockhead against her aunt's narrow opening, Grace looking at her length in reverence. It was covered in Heather's juices and semen, enough so that it would be able to knock her up just by putting it in. She bit her lip in anticipation. "I'm not pulling out when your slutty hole makes me cum," Amy explained matter-of-factly. "That's fine, knock me up if it makes you feel good," Grace replied lovingly. Amy pushed forward, doubling her efforts to penetrate the wet cunt, to no avail. "Just keep trying to force it in me, I haven't had a hard dick inside my pussy in a while so just push it in as hard as you can," Grace explained. Amy pushed and pushed, wanting to feel her aunt's insides wrapped around her so bad. Eventually the protesting vagina gave way, letting a few inches into its sweet embrace. Amy gasped in surprise at the sensation, not expecting it to feel so different to her mom's. The deliciously soft pussy flesh was a familiar feel, and it still wrapped around her length tightly, but the feel was totally different. The way her vaginal walls rubbed against her glans was different, almost like they had a different texture. She took a moment to savor the blissful taste of a new pussy. "Fuuuuck, that’s some good dick. Haven't had a cock stretch me out like this before, it's really nice. I might just cum straight away~" Grace moaned out sluttily. "You're not too bad of a cocksleeve yourself, though I've only had two so far,” Amy replied, liking her aunt’s compliments and returning it in kind. Amy slowly but steadily pushed her way through her aunt's unwilling cunt, having to pry it open to let the monster she possessed inside. Grace's mouth formed an O as she felt the immense girth stretch her out. As Amy bottomed out and hit her aunt's delicate cervix, her body started convulsing as she had her first cock orgasm in years and years. Amy rode it out, feeling out the squeezing and tugging cunt, doing her best to resist its cock draining muscles. Once her orgasm faded, she smiled warmly and said "Thank you for waiting, I want to explore how raw sex with my hung futa niece works thoroughly, so it would be a shame if you just went at it and came before we could experiment with our bodies, right?" She's quite the talker, Amy noted, though she liked it, her cock throbbing from the dirty words. "Oh and here's a nice and tight pussy as thanks," Grace winked as she put her vaginal muscles to work, constricting around Amy's length. As she rewarded Amy, Grace looked down at where they were connected, furrowing her eyebrows as she noticed several inches of dick remained outside instead of crammed inside her cozy and warm cunt. She wished she could let the entire thing feel the warmth and safety of a pussy. Grace wrapped her hands around the length that wasn't buried in her cunt, giving it a steady tug as she jerked off the dick inside her. "I don't know how my sister fit that entire beast inside her, but I'm sorry I couldn't as well, I can at least give you a hand job instead," Grace said apologetically. "Sorry I'm not able to be as good of a cocksleeve as her." Amy slowly pushed forwards, steadily putting more pressure on her cervix. "Vaginas weren't meant to take dicks my size, that's why women have more holes inside them for me to fuck," Amy explained, an evil grin on her face as she looked forward to taking her aunt's womb-fuck virginity. Grace's eyes went wide as she felt her cervix start to buckle under the assault of a rock hard cock, the pain, pleasure and surprise of having it forced open silencing her for a moment. Even her cervix is different, Amy thought as her cockhead brushed against its spongy, soft sides on her entry into her virgin womb. Her uterus responded as expected, its velvety soft walls tightly and lovingly embracing the invader. Still Amy pushed against the extremely sensitive flesh, wanting to hilt herself inside a woman completely, even if it meant turning the sacred form of a womb into a cock-sock. Amy bottomed out, her crotch flush with her aunt's. Grace looked down in shock, watching as her already distended stomach distended further, reaching past her belly button. She let out a long, throaty moan as she came a second time, so happy that she could enjoy having her body turned into a true cocksleeve by her niece. Amy wrapped her hands around her aunt's slim waist and hugged her, enjoying the feeling of a bulged out pussy and womb pressing against her stomach through Grace's stomach. "How does it feel to be turned into my personal fucktoy? It feels quite nice to be wrapped up in a whore's cumming insides," Amy said with a groan, the spasming fuckhole trying its best to make its new master cum. She kept her eyes locked on Grace, taking in the expression of a woman mid orgasm with pride. Once more, she rode it out, wanting to have more dirty talk with her aunt before cumming. Grace recovered faster than her sister, though that was mostly because she toughened it out and forced herself to think and talk before her orgasm ended. "It's the best feeling I've ever had, it's like I'm on the brink of orgasm at all times. I feel like my pussy is about to burst, and yet I feel like it's perfectly shaped for you, like my body molded itself to please you. I think my body was made to be enjoyed by you~♥" she said with a slow, deliberate and seductive voice, trying her best not to cum again before she'd finished. Once she had, she moaned again and let herself cum once more from futa cock. "Spreading your vagina wide open with my fat cock makes me wish I'd done it sooner. I could've been emptying my loads inside you instead of using tissues all these years. I don't even have to move to feel like I'm in heaven, I can just let your snug pussy take care of everything for me,” Amy replied in-between low groans as her aunt’s tight-fitted birth canal squirmed around her. “Yes please let me take care of your cock, as long as I can feel this hard, girthy fucking cock inside me I’ll take care of it, even if it ends up breaking me~!” Grace moaned lustfully. “I’m gonna cum inside you. I’m gonna fill your womb with cum and impregnate you,” Amy groaned as she approached her limit. “Please let it all out in my fertile pussy, make sure to cum as deep inside as possible so I’ll be bred and carry your child~♥” Grace pleaded, voicing her womanly desire to be fertilized. Amy pushed her hips forward, making sure Grace’s pussylips touched the base of her shaft, with not a single inch of empty space between the two. Grace’s breeding hole did as nature intended and milked the cum out of Amy’s fat, pulsating cock. The slutty cunt's rhythmic cock sucking goodness felt divine as Amy let herself go, semen spurting out of her tip at insane rates. As her womb was pumped full of cum, Grace frantically begged for more in an orgasmic haze, "Knockmeup knockmeup knockmeup…" The two trembled under the force of their orgasms, getting lost in the feeling of each other's bodies. By the end of Amy's orgasm, Grace's stomach had bloated a little with the insemination. Grace put her hands on her tummy in wonder, a dopey smile as she realized there was no way she wasn't getting pregnant.  The slut was still cumming as she talked, "I'm happy I was able to provide a tight, creamy pussy as a cumdump for my niece. My holes are here for you to fuck and use whenever you want, just stick it in and I'll do my best to make you cum," she finished with a playful wink, her cunt contracting nicely around Amy. Amy liked that idea. Without a word, she put her hands on Grace's waist and pulled the fertilized cocksleeve towards her, putting more pressure on her womb as she stabbed into it, forcing a gasp out of her aunt. Then she pulled out some of her length before slowly bringing it back inside, all the soft pussyfolds rubbing against her hard length as she sawed her way in and out of the pink flesh. During the course of the movie, Amy alternated between the two tight pussies she had access to, simply needing to turn around and stick it inside to use it to get off. Once she even pulled out of her mom mid orgasm and finished herself off inside her aunt, giving both one half of the same load. The movie ended without much fanfare, people chatting for a few minutes before the party was called to an end. As people left, the spouses of the two whores Amy was using walked up to them, their expressions friendly as they simply saw family members spending time together. Amy was inside Grace as she explained to her wife that she wanted to stay over tonight to ‘catch up’ some more. Amy promised her dad she would get Heather to bed soon. Once Heather started to regain some semblance of consciousness she got cleaned up and left to her and her husband’s bedroom. Meanwhile, Amy had Grace all to herself in her own bedroom. ——————— Grace moaned and whined over the bathroom sink while Amy brushed her teeth, looking at her aunt's cumming face with pride, her mouth stretched into an O. She had to use her other hand to support her aunt's weight, as the woman's legs gave out while she was cumming. Which was nearly all the time. Once they were both ready for bed, Amy laid down on top of her aunt, her pelvis resting on the woman’s fat ass. Grace whined in ecstasy as she felt Amy’s body weight push her hard girlcock against her delicate insides, putting immense pressure on the fragile pink walls. Now in the privacy of her bedroom, Amy felt an animalistic need take over her as she started pulling her hips back before slamming herself back inside the narrow hole to the hilt. The impact caused the bred bitch beneath her to wail lustfully as her assflesh jiggled in an enticing manner. She repeated the motion continually, faster each time, digging into the sweet embrace of her aunt’s cunt, making sure to push just that little bit more every time she bottomed out. The breeding tunnel stuck to Amy’s hard length like glue, tight pussy lips refusing to let her leave. The futa’s impossibly huge cock barrelled through the tight aunt cunt with ease, only the act of pulling out proving slightly difficult due to the wet cunt’s extreme tightness. Wet and sticky noises accompanied the heavy slaps of flesh hitting flesh with the force of Amy driving her hips onto the waiting whore below her. Whorish moans resounded out of Grace’s mouth, her breath catching with every thrust her niece used to pound her pussy with. “Fuck my ~mhng♥~ pussy as hard as you caaan~” the slut begged. “Use my insides to cum over and over again♥~!” Amy came as she fucked her aunt silly, her hips not stopping for a moment as she sought after the heavenly feeling of soft pussy flesh sliding along her cock. As the night progressed, Amy’s fast and dirty thrusts slowed down as fatigue started to take hold of her. What had once been a quick in and out turned into a slow and steady push through constricting pussy folds, a deliberate attempt to push her cockhead from the very entrance of the cunt to the deepest recess of the womb. Grace had long since passed out, Amy just fucking an unconscious fucktoy, seeking that one last orgasm before she called it. On shaky arms, Amy languidly pulled herself out of the tight seal of her aunt’s cunt before slowly dipping herself into its embrace once more. She felt the comings of an orgasm and just let go, lying on top of her aunt’s curvy body with all of her cockmeat buried inside her. The sensation of a wildly convulsing fuckhole soon brought her to orgasm, her cock throbbing and releasing its seed once more as she wrapped her arms around the lithe form of her aunt. She drifted to sleep with a smile on her face, the pleasure of impregnating a bitch fresh in her mind. At some point, Grace awoke to the feeling of her pussy having just squeezed out another load of her soundly sleeping niece. She let out a loud moan and stretched, appreciating the sensation of waking up with her cunt stuffed to the brim. She purred as she rubbed herself against Amy’s pelvis, massaging the walls of her wombs with her cock while making sure she came as deep inside as possible. As she rolled her hips back she drifted off to sleep once more. Throughout the night, Amy woke up from the warm and snug pussy hugs her dick was receiving, lazily thrusting in and out of the narrow hole until she came again before letting sleep take her once more. Amy stretching herself awake caused Grace’s eyes to flutter open from slumber. The first thing Amy noticed was that her room was filled with the smell of sex. The smell of a sow being fertilized aroused her even more, even with how many times she had cum. Grace slowly got her bearings before seeming to remember something, jolting awake. “What time is it?” she asked while rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Amy stretched her arm and snatched her phone from her nightstand, reading off the time, “About eleven, why? You think you’re going anywhere with me buried inside you?” she taunted, pushing her hips forward and digging into her cunt to prove her point. Grace groaned before shaking her head, “No no, I wouldn’t dream of it. If I could I’d have you inside me all day~” she purred. “I know you’ve met my wife Evelyn, but I need her to meet this side of you, the side that will let her know what a real cock feels like.” “You mean she’s a virgin?” Amy asked while rocking her hips back and forth, seeing no reason not to get off as they talked. “Y— mhng —yeah, she’s only been with girls, ones without dicks,” Grace replied as she enjoyed the slow grind of hardness against her squishy insides. “That’s not a bad idea.” Amy carried her fucktoy out of bed and enjoyed her as the two got ready for the day. They didn’t even need to get dressed or hide their fucking, as Amy’s parents had gone into the city earlier in the morning. Amy only pulled out of her aunt when it was time for the two to leave, letting half a day’s worth of semen run out of the stuffed cunt. Amy patiently waited as Grace cleaned up the mess and licked her cock and balls clean, slurping up the cum that covered them and leaving them with a spit covered sheen. The two entered the car Amy had gotten after passing her driving exam, with Amy at the helm. They were clothed and presentable, but for the fact that Amy still had her cock out, wanting stimulation on the way. She gripped it in both hands, waiting for her aunt to devour it. Grace pulled her hair back and bent down towards Amy, planting her supple lips on Amy’s stiff tip. She flicked her tongue, deftly making it dance across Amy’s crown as the futa started the car, satisfied in the knowledge she would be receiving attention while she drove. Grace’s delicate hand wrapped around the thick girth of her niece’s member, pumping the hard dickmeat into her mouth as she began working her mouth up and down the first few inches of cock. Grace draped the insides of her mouth around the fat cock, making sure all of the soft pink flesh stuck to the solid length. Her tongue nimbly caressed the sensitive tip, running circles and criss crossing every which way to pleasure Amy the best she could. Her bobbing head slowly took more and more dick, soon making its way down her narrow throat, though that was no easy feat. The wet slurps of a vigorous blowjob echoed through the car, the sound of a woman taking a hard cock down her throat pleasing Amy. She was interrupted from admiring her aunt’s skill when another car pulled up next to them, waiting for the traffic light to turn green just like them. With Amy’s length, Grace’s head wasn’t quite hidden from the view of curious onlookers, the woman driving the other car absently looking around, her eyes landing on the up and down motion of the back of Grace’s head. Amy noticed this quickly. She gripped her aunt’s head of hair and shoved it down her length, impaling the whore’s throat deeper than she’d ever been impaled before. Her cock sucking lips rested against Amy’s pelvis, eyes wide and throat convulsing around the massive futa rod stuck inside her mouth. The woman, having only laid eyes on Grace for a moment before she disappeared, paid the two no further mind after a brief moment of confusion. Grace could feel how her throat had been turned into a cocksleeve, the turgid mass of dick curving inside her, each throb pushing against her walls in a slightly painful way. The pain melted away as she heard her niece groan in pleasure. “Your insides are so fucking soft and tight,” Amy groaned. “I’m gonna cum really soon, gulp it all down for me and let me stay inside you like a good cumdump, okay?” she explained with a high pitched, patronizing tone. Grace answered by bringing her neck back and forth, grinding the fat cock against her pink throat flesh. Her hands wrapped around the futa’s seed filled balls, playing with them in hopes of coaxing out their delicious fluid. A singular throb signaled the oncoming orgasm, followed by a spurt of semen shooting out of the virile futa's cock. Electric jolts of pleasure ran through Amy with every pulse of her dick, further elongated and enhanced as the throat muscles of her aunt tightened and pulled her further inside. Forcibly milking her niece, Grace brought one hand in between her legs, penetrating her dripping wet pussy and reaching orgasm in mere moments, as if she had been edging for hours, her moans stifled by the fat cock plugging her mouth. Grace felt the sticky river of cum slide into her stomach with every contraction of Amy’s cock, steadily filling it with warmth. Amy drove through the streets with not a care in the world, her attention entirely on the bitch draining her cock, or more precisely the throat of said bitch. She slightly lifted her hips and ground her pelvis against her aunt, a desire to plant her seed as deep as possible, despite it not being a hole she could fertilize. To Grace, it felt like she would keep swallowing cum forever, but eventually her niece’s orgasm did in fact stop. Though that didn’t mean her job was over, it just meant she had to work hard to get her next one started. ———— By the time the pair arrived, the car seat was sticky with cum, lines dripping down Grace’s lips and onto the fine leather. With the sound of a vacuum breaking its seal, Grace popped her niece’s cock out of her mouth, only to swallow the tip once more to slurp up a spurt of precum that came with her decoupling. Amy let out a quiet hum of satisfaction, the joy of seeing a whore do her job well being apparent on her face. Her aunt looked up at her as she finally pulled away, wiping her cum stained mouth and chin and greeting Amy with a smile. “Did my mouth make the drive a bit less boring?” Grace asked as she licked her fingers clean of seed. Amy chuckled, “Yes, it definitely did. I definitely need to bring you whenever I drive anywhere.” “Please, I would love to be your cockwarmer more,” she replied, wrapping her hand around the girth just to appreciate it, eyeing it hungrily, “I can’t believe I forgot how much I loved huge cocks.” Amy didn’t deign her with a reply, the dirty talk getting her too horny, not wanting to get to the point where she couldn’t control herself. She simply removed her aunt’s hand and pulled up her pants, swiftly exiting the car. Grace took the cue and led her to her home, Amy walking on auto pilot, her mind focused on her throbbing cock and the overwhelming desire to find a warm hole for it. Entering the house, Grace called out for her wife, announcing their presence. After a few seconds of not getting a response, Grace deduced that her wife was still asleep. She was proven correct as they entered their bedroom, a petite blonde girl lying sprawled out on the sheets in the nude. She was short and not particularly busty, but her wasp thin waist made the already generous curves on her lower half even more pronounced. She looked younger than Grace with her blue eyes framed by a cute, innocent looking face, long blonde locks draped across the bed around her. The two didn’t need to say a word as they stripped and got in bed, Amy eager to ravish the sleeping beauty, and Grace eager to see it. The whore’s legs were already spread, her little pink slit just waiting for Amy to feel its insides. Before she could, though, Grace got in between her wife’s legs and ran her tongue in-between her pussy lips, coating them in a layer of saliva. “I just need to get Evelyn’s pussy ready for you, it’s not like she’s gonna be able to take you dry the first time,” Grace explained before her tongue sank lower and teased her wife’s opening. It didn’t take her very long for her to consider her wife wet enough, retreating to the kneeling form of Amy and wordlessly gulping down the futa’s cock once more. She took her all the way to the base in one swift motion before pulling back her head, leaving the futa with a fresh coat of lubricant. Grace gave a thumbs up as she wiped her lips of sexual fluids. Amy got in position, kneeling in between the spread legs of Evelyn, her slab of cockmeat resting on the girl’s soft stomach. The sight of such a behemoth resting on her wife’s tiny body gave Grace an idea, holding her hand out to signal for Amy to wait before darting out of the room. Amy barely had time to be confused as Grace returned a moment later with a marker in her hand, taking a seat next to her wife. Amy was amazed at how heavy of a sleeper she was. “I’ll mark how deep inside her you’re going to be, and then we can compare by the bulge if you really are that deep!” Grace explained excitedly, as if she saw the whole thing as a fun experiment. Amy liked the idea though, so she made sure her pelvis was flush with Evelyn’s and had her cock rest in the center of her stomach. Grace drew a line just where her tip ended, quite far up on her wife’s chest, then drew a line from there all the way down her stomach. That taken care of, Amy pulled back to prepare to penetrate the waiting virgin pussy in front of her. Grace helpfully spread her wife’s pussylips in an attempt to make her vagina more accessible to the futa. The opening that had remained unused by any cock thus far was wet as Amy prodded it with her equally wet crown, the quiet squishing of hard pink flesh meeting soft pink flesh. She pushed against the narrow cunt, finding it even harder to penetrate than her aunt’s had been earlier, not surprising her in the slightest. She knew she’d have to work to taste a virgin, as big as she was, especially as tiny as Evelyn was. Pushing, putting pressure on the tight cunt made it clench before she could enter it, so she simply let up for a brief moment, causing it to relax, before repeating the movement, entering a back and forth of Amy attempting to deflower the stubborn pussy. Amy could tell the resistance was waning, so she put her entire body behind one final thrust, her massive girlcock straining before forcing its way into the virginal tunnel, several inches quickly sinking into the warm embrace offered by the smooth pussy folds. The virginally tight entrance that had prevented her entry now firmly squeezed her cock, seeming delighted to have something hard to wrap around and pleasure. Grace looked in amazement as the massive cockhead was swallowed by such a tiny girl with such a tiny pussy, the hard cock already bulging out her crotch, making her mound seem even bigger than it really was. Amy sighed in contentment, the velvety soft pussy clenching around her as she sank further into its sweet embrace, vaginal folds being pried apart in her journey to hilt herself inside the newly graduated from being a virgin cunt. She did small sawing motions as she pried her way inside, thrusting forth before pulling out slightly, the virginal tightness making both motions hard. Two steps forward, one step back, the back step serving to ease her way in slower while still scraping against that deliciously soft cuntflesh on her way out. Evelyn finally stirred, a yawn and stretch signaling her awakening. She quickly sensed something strange, something girthy stretching out her insides more than ever before, which felt more incredible with every moment she was awake. Only it didn’t take her long to realize this wasn’t normal, looking down and seeing Amy and her wife sitting before her, with something huge making its way inside her, the bulge traveling up her stomach ever so slowly. “Good morning sweetie,” Grace greeted her wife with a warm smile, “Enjoying yourself?” she asked with a wink. It took a moment for Evelyn to process what was happening and to formulate a response, which ended up being a slightly panicked, “What?! Stop!” Amy kept going, undeterred, inch after inch being swallowed up by the greedy pussy which had molded itself after her, forming a perfect, warm and tight sleeve. Evelyn raised herself by her arms and attempted to bring herself back, to dislodge the hard rod inside her, to no avail. “What’re you doing?!” Evelyn exclaimed. “Calm down, honey, she’s doing you a favor by getting rid of your cock virginity, I told her about it and she decided to help you out is all,” Grace explained. “I thought it was such a shame your tight pussy was going unused, it feels incredible wrapped around my cock,” Amy elaborated. Evelyn watched in horror as the insane bulge kept moving higher on her stomach and through her protesting cunt. She squeezed down on the cock, pussy muscles working to clamp down and keep it from entering her further. Amy nodded her head in approval, “Good whore, you learn fast. The tighter you are the more happy I’ll be with you, and the more happy I am with you the more I’ll let you cum from my cock.” A pang of… something hit her then, and a part of her felt happy at the praise and delighted in the feeling of Amy continuing to fill up her cunt, wanting all of it inside her. That lasted only a moment before she remembered the two were technically family, and the wife she had remained loyal to was sitting right next to her. “Babe you need to relax, just lie there and let yourself be fucked. I learned that a long time ago and now when I get dicked down I just feel amazing,” Grace explained with a calming, soft voice. Evelyn felt heartbroken at the realization that her wife had been unfaithful, but only for a moment before she took a sharp breath, a moan escaping her lips as Amy sawed in and out of her with slow, deliberate motions. Her awareness drifted to her pussy and how full it felt, every pussy fold being ironed out and stretched along the surface of hardness that was Amy’s cock. Raw, hard dick scraping against her fluttering, sensitive folds, the friction as the swollen cockhead felt like it was pulling out her insides. So many sensations, all equally orgasmic. The only thing holding back her orgasm was her reluctance, which had been slowly corroding the more dick she was fed, finally shattering as her mind gave in to the pleasure. Her virginal vagina clamped down hard with joy as her mind buzzed with equal measure, the overwhelming bliss brought by her orgasm causing her pussy and body to quiver intensely. Maybe she could forgive her wife, considering how good this felt. Amy relished the cumming virgin cunt wrapped around her, looking at the small woman’s frame as she trembled and twitched from her forced insertion. Grace had a knowing smile on her face as she touched herself, too turned on at the sight to resist. Finally Amy bottomed out, the head of her cock being nicely enveloped by a soft ring of flesh. The pressure on her cervix only made Evelyn cum harder, her pussy feeling so amazingly stuffed. Her stomach showcased this as the bulge nearly reached her breasts now, a truly unbelievable length of dickmeat shoved inside her. Amy felt immense satisfaction at the sight of so much of her being inside such a petite girl. “I’m gonna cum inside your pussy now, make sure to remember the feeling of being filled with semen as I impregnate you,” Amy purred as she surrendered herself to the oncoming orgasm. “Mmmno~… take it out,” Evelyn mewled, half pleading half begging, trying to resist the urge telling her to let it happen, to let herself be knocked up by the behemoth nestled against her womb. Her protests went unanswered as Amy’s cock violently pulsed, eagerly erupting inside the tight virgin tunnel, cum quickly filling the tunnel and streaming into the waiting womb. Her snatch eagerly cock-massaged Amy, the much too stretched out pussyfolds already pressing against Amy’s hardness contracting even further. Amy groaned as she knocked up her first virgin, basking in the knowledge she’d claimed Evelyn’s first time getting dick and her first time getting creampied. ————— Amy spent a week using her three cocksleeves at most times of the day at a wide variety of locations and circumstances, alas, it was the last week before school started once again. Amy had no idea how that was going to go now that she’d not only lost her virginity, but gained a lot of confidence regarding sex.

Chapter 1 - The realisation

This is the old version of the story, go here for the new one ------------- You wake up thinking it’s like any other day, but you realise it very much isn’t when you start your morning ritual of browsing the internet. There is a distinct lack of men, when looking at any site, there are some men but they’re vastly outnumbered by the women.  Unless this is an elaborate prank that the whole internet is in on, you have somehow woken up in a parallel dimension or something crazy like that. Trying to look up “what happened to men” or things to that effect yield no results, there was no great disappearance of men, things have simply always been this way, somehow. And by ‘this way’, you mean that men have a 1 in 10 000 chance of being born, with the other 9999 being women.  How civilization hadn’t yet collapsed due to underpopulation baffles you, until you look at a porn site. The first thing that stands out to you is the noticeable uptick in lesbian videos, the second is that in every video with a guy in it, he would impregnate dozens of girls. And they’re all hung and able to keep fucking right after finishing. This makes you think about your dick, which has gotten hard from your ‘research’. Looking into your pants, you can see it’s huge. You were maybe a little above average before, but now you are well above it, it must be at least 11’. “Get down here slowpoke, you’ll be late!” you hear your mother yell from downstairs. Not wanting to tempt her wrath with something as petty as an existential crisis, you hurriedly turn off your computer and head out of your room to the kitchen downstairs, finding your mom cleaning a frying pan, with a plate of pancakes on the cupboard next to her.  Your mother had always been something the other boys in class used to rile you up with, with her being a bombshell milf and with no husband in the picture. Long curly brown hair, a mature and symmetrical face with no flaws or blemishes, and curves to die for. You excitedly grab the plate, some cutlery and syrup and sit down to eat. Before you’re able to dig in, your mother kisses you on your forehead, “Not even a hello or thank you? Where did I go wrong?” she says with a playful tone and a shake of her head. You let out a nervous chuckle, realising your mistake, “Sorry, I just had something on my mind. Thanks mom.”  She looks down slightly and raises an eyebrow, before placing her hand on the bulge in your pants, “I can see that,” she says with a flirtatious wink. You freeze, your brain practically short circuiting from this situation that smells like a stepmother stepson porn scenario. Before you’re able to recover, she lets go of your cock and says, “Want me to take care of your morning wood, son?” in the same tone she would use for asking if you wanted a glass of water. Only a second passes before she looks like she remembered something, looking at her watch, “Oh! Seems I have to run, if you want, you can ask your sister to take care of it for you,” she says before kissing you on your forehead again and heading out of the kitchen. A few moments later you hear the front door close. You put your head in your hands and scream internally. What the fuck just happened? Seeing all of that stuff on the internet was shocking, but experiencing the differences between this world and the one youI came from made your brain feel like it was unplugged from your body.  So, your mom offered to fuck you, or get you off at least. If you had time to consider it and give a response, would you have said yes? … You don’t know if you should be ashamed of the answer or not. But she clearly was not, and she’s not a shameless person, so it must be normal for her to act this way in this world. You feel your cock throbbing with need just thinking about this. She said your sister would take care of it right? You can fuck her?  Thinking about your sister’s sexy body is not anything new to you, but this time it didn’t feel nearly as weird. Feeling your dick press against your pants, you decide to take this world by the balls, or, well, pussy, and just enjoy yourself. You head to the living room where you assume your sister is. Indeed she is, lying on the couch on her stomach with her phone out, playing some mobile game. “Hey sis,” you said as you approached the couch. “Yo,” is her curt response, she doesn't even turn her head to look at you. Now standing behind her, you see her college aged body wearing a loose sweater, with her straight brown hair spread across her back and spilling onto the couch. You also notice a distinct lack of pants, revealing her perfectly shaped bare fat ass. In between that ass you can see her puckered asshole and her tight lipped pussy. “Hannah, you aren’t wearing any panties,” you say as you look at her perfect behind and the treasures it held, your cock hurting from being kept under your pants. “So?” comes a brief reply. “So you live with a healthy male teen, it’s bound to cause some reactions.” At this she finally turns around to look at you, then your crotch. Giving a casual shrug, “I guess. Well, since I made it like that you can use me to feel better. It’s not healthy to hold back,” she says, finishing by giving her ass a light slap. That was all you needed. You quickly pull down your pants and underwear and sit on her legs just below her ass. You place your cock between your sister’s huge ass cheeks and slowly bring it back and forth, her soft flesh on both sides of your cock being coated with precum.  Though Hannah’s ass cheeks feel amazing, but you can’t hold yourself from the main course any longer as you bring the tip of your penis to her soft pussy folds, coating your dick in her wetness as you rub it against her entrance, “I’m putting it in.” “Yeah,” is the only confirmation you get before you push forward, parting her folds around your cock, her lips looking like they’re barely able to contain your size as they spread themselves around you. Your sister’s heavenly insides wrap around you and push against your cock from all sides as you slide deeper. Your hips meet her ass as your tip pushes against her cervix, completely bottomed out. You take a moment to bask in the soft, warm and wet pussy walls that your cock has made its home, wrapped around it perfectly. Wondering if this feels as amazing for her as it does for you, you look at your sister to find her still playing her game, as if she wasn’t being used as a cocksleeve.  You move your hips back, pulling out of her wet tunnel slowly, made even slower by how it grips you tightly, as if trying to keep you inside forever. The lips of her pussy slide from the base of your dick all the way to the tip, visibly clinging to your cock as if they don’t want you to leave. Once only your tip remains you start your journey back into her depths, feeling just as heavenly as the last time, feeling her walls stretch around you and encompassing your length from tip to base, until you finally give her cervix a kiss.  You groan, “I’m not gonna last long, where should I cum?” Your sister turns her head and looks at you as if you were an idiot, “In my pussy, you dumbass. It’s made for you to cum inside, with my womb being there and my hole making you feel good.” You don’t take another moment to consider the consequences of your actions, as you start pounding her fuck tunnel raw with wild abandon, only taking a few moments before you feel the urge to push yourself hilt deep inside her, with the tip of your cock resting against her cervix. Your cock starts to pulse, letting out all of its seed directly inside of your fertile sister, with her cunt squeezing you tightly, trying to milk more semen out of you. You take a moment to bask in the feeling of having deposited your cum into your sister’s womb. Strangely enough, you don’t feel ashamed of fucking your sister, or of doing it with no protection and cumming inside her. It just feels right. Before you realise it, your hips have started to move on their own, longing for more pussy.  ———  You’re taken out of your fuck trance by your phone’s message tone, taking stock of the situation you see that after half an hour and a dozen orgasms her pussy is overflowing with cum, leaking out and onto her legs and the couch. During the entire time Hannah offered no word of complaint at being used as a cum dumpster.  Realising you’re late for school, you get up and walk next to her head, your cock still erect, “Clean me up,” you demand, she instantly turns her head and starts licking the dick that’s fucked her thoroughly. Swallowing every drop of cum, your dick is considerably less sticky and dripping with cum, instead covered in a layer of saliva. Good enough, you think, as you get your pants and underwear, putting them on quickly before taking out your phone. “where you at dude??” comes a message from Alex. Except, it’s clearly not the Alex you’ve known your whole life judging by her profile picture, unless he’s just crossdressing, very very convincingly. Looking at your best friend’s social media, there was no denying it, she was no longer a guy. You look at the picture she chose as her profile picture. Long flowing cool blonde hair framing a criminally curvy body clad in a mini skirt and a top that looked to barely contain her breasts, skin a light shade of bronze, the product of an ambiguous ethnic makeup. Multiple earrings on each ear, large blue eyes with a real pair of DSL decorated her face, her tongue licking her lips playfully, her middle fingers out with a cocky grin spread across her face. This is Alex now? Seeing the cocky and confident troublemaker transformed into a sexbomb was a very welcome surprise, as you knew you’d be able to fuck her given how willing the women of this world seemed to be. You scroll up through our message history and find it’s no different to what it was in your previous world, with you asking her when she can get online so we can try the latest DLC for a game we had spent many hours on. Again looking at her social media there are the same pictures of you two throughout the years. You have to wonder why you don’t seem to have been interested in her, or the you that was in this world before? Or did the world change but not you? Shaking your head you rid yourself of that train of thought, all that matters is getting your dick inside her. You head to the kitchen and wolf down the pancakes before walking to school. Ten minutes later you’re standing in an empty hallway outside of the classroom you’re supposed to be in, with class about to end any minute you decide to just attend the next one instead. Your record is mostly spotless anyway, so you won’t get more than a slap on the wrist for missing one class. You wait far enough away for the teacher not to notice you, but close enough so you can see the students stream out of the classroom. Getting your first look at your classmates in this world, your first thought is ‘holy shit’. Though almost all of your female classmates in your previous world had already grown into their curves, it almost seemed like they had grown into them another time, having much wider hips, bigger tits and ass, and smaller waists than even the hottest girls in your school had before. It looked as if their bodies were made for sex.  It seemed this world’s school administration did not care about decency or any kind of regulations for student wear, as they ranged from slutty to extremely slutty. Mini skirts and mini shorts, with thongs visible and tops that showed off plenty of cleavage. Though some still wore more conservative clothes, they were a minority. You notice something strange, everyone seems to be paying attention to you much more than you’re used to, with some looks of curiosity and others of poorly concealed lust. You spot Alex as one of the last students to exit the classroom, and luckily she spots you before you have to call her name or anything. Wearing ripped jeans that hug her thighs tightly and a simple but short t-shirt that shows plenty of midriff, she starts walking towards you. You notice she’s lost the height advantage she had over you in your last world, instead being around your height now.  “What’s up dude? Why weren’t you at first period?” she says with a small smile. Same as always, you thought. You could tell she was worried behind that smile, always caring about her friends but not being willing to show it. You chuckle and say, “I’ll tell you about it at the club room,” getting a slight eyebrow raise and nod in response. The club room was your go to hang out spot for your circle of friends, said club being the paranormal investigation club. The only investigation that occured during club hours was of some celebrities’ leaked photos or of a weird bug that crawled into the club room. It was basically just a place for you and your friends to fuck around in after school, figureatively speaking, and you suspected the school already knew that, but let it slip, as that was at least time you weren’t getting high or drunk. Little did the school know if the club didn’t exist you would just be at home playing video games. The club room was a small little thing, with a bookshelf, couch, table, and some chairs surrounding it. Still, it was plenty when you had good company. You get yourself comfortable on the end of the couch, and Alex follows suit, sitting much closer than you would normally be comfortable with, with such a hot girl. “I was late because I was fucking my sister,” you say nonchalantly. She pouts and crosses her arms, “What? No fair, you’ll bang her but you won’t give your best friend a good dicking?” she says in a joking voice. As you suspected, incest just isn’t frowned upon in this world. As you’re considering the implications of this, you feel yourself tip over as Alex throws herself on top of you. Looking at her, her face and demeanor have entirely changed since just a moment ago, her breathing being visibly quicker and face flushed with red, “This is no good. It’s been a while since I’ve had some dumb bitch lick my cunt, if you say things like that I’ll have a hard time controlling myself.” You’re only shocked momentarily, as you were planning to fuck her from the beginning. “What if I tell you there’s no need to control yourself?” The slut gives you a lust filled grin before she gets up and starts to rapidly undress, with you following suit, clothes being strewn about everywhere. Once you’re both completely nude, she pushes you onto the couch and you lie down on it with your head against the pillow resting against the arm rest, happily letting her take charge. She sits down between your legs, just below your rapidly hardening cock. Taking it in her hands she says, “I’ve never seen one in the flesh before, it’s so much more arousing than a toy,” with a breathy voice. She experimentally moves her hands around it gently, jerking it every which way as it approaches its maximum size.  The bronze skinned slut moves up your body slightly, resting her perfect pink pussy on your cock, she bites her lip, “Fuck, it’s much bigger than any dildo I’ve had, I need to get wet enough,” she says as she starts to bring her pussy lips back and forth across your cock, one lip over each side of your length, coating it in her pussy juice. Finally she seems to deem herself ready as she raises her hips and takes your dick in hand, pointing it to her sopping wet entrance. Slowly, she sits down, gliding down your length and taking all of you inside her. And take you she does, her pussy lips instantly cling tightly to you, and her creamy insides wrap around you with exquisite tightness, welcoming you with the occasional squeeze as her muscles twitch in ecstacy.  The slut lands on your lap with a long and satisfied sigh, having taken all of your 11 inches, her stomach shows a slight outline where you’re penetrating her, and her pussy lips look visibly stretched having taken such a girthy cock, looking as if they’re barely able to contain it. Shifting slightly, you feel your cock brush up against her cervix, causing the busty schoolgirl to let out a whimper of pleasure. Letting out a slight groan, she whines, “I might not be able to start moving before cumming if you reach this deep inside me…”  She places her hands on your chest for balance as her breathing gets faster and heavier, and her legs start twitching, “FUCK! You’re stretching my pussy so well I’m gonna cum immediately!” And cum she does, as her legs start shaking violently and her velvety tunnel grips you like a vice, her muscles reacting to the immense pleasure of having something so deep inside it stretch it so thoroughly. It takes everything you have not to cum on the spot. It takes her well over a minute to recover from her intense orgasm, after which she leans to the side to reach for her pants, grabbing her phone from its pocket. You let out a slight groan as her delicate insides stroke over your glans with the movement. Alex sits up straight with her phone in hand, “Did you like that?” she asks with a grin, not looking away from her phone. You’re about to ask what she’s doing before she says “I’ve got to let my girls see this, they’ll be grateful for the schlick material.” She points the phone towards her, striking a pose and doing a peace sign with one hand. “Hey there you dumb whores! Bet you weren’t expecting to see me like this, huh?” she points the camera to her filled pussy for emphasis, “I’ve already cummed my brains out once, and I haven’t even started moving yet!” she says with a giggle.  Alex starts poking the area of her stomach that shows the outline of your cock, “Yeah, it’s at least 14 inches, but my cunt can handle that no problem, you sluts would get stuck when it was halfway in.” All the while the bitch is filming herself, her warm, quivering snatch never gives up its goal of trying to make you cum. “Now watch me get knocked up without lifting a finger,” she says with a wink towards the camera. She leaves the camera trained on her but seems to shift her focus to you, twisting her hips until the tip of your cock is lined up perfectly with her cervix. Next, she gives you an evil grin as her pussy squeezes down on your entire length, before letting up just as suddenly. She starts rhythmically tightening her insides, mimicking thrusting as her soft vaginal walls shift around you. As she feels you nearing your edge, she shifts technique, with her muscles working their way along your length upwards, massaging your cock with her cocksleeve and trying to coax out your seed. With your member poised to impregnate the eager bitch that’s milking you, you can’t help but cum, shooting out your semen all over her insides and right into her yielding womb.  Instantly she starts cumming again from the pleasure of being bred, her snug tunnel once again going haywire on your cock, wringing your cock from every which way.  She leans down on you, and you lie there together with cum leaking out of her pussy for a minute of post orgasm bliss.  “That’s gonna make such a good video, I have to send it to everyone.” Before you’re able to get a word in, you hear the sound of her tapping the ‘send’ button. And shortly thereafter, an avalanche of message noises. She wrinkles her eyebrows before letting out a dazed, “Oh, shit, class has started.”

Chapter 1 - The basics

“So uh, why is our lesson here today? And what’s with this seating arrangement?” you ask curiously, shifting slightly on your seat on the edge of your mother’s bed. “Because I have neglected this topic long enough, and now that you both are 18 you will have to learn it from a place other than the internet. The seating you will understand shortly,” your mother Victoria replies, slightly adjusting her glasses, inadvertently pushing aside some strands of her long black hair. “And that topic is?” your sister Amelia asks from the chair she’s seated on, across from you, her cute eyes looking incredulously at her mother, eyes that are almost constantly partially covered by her long flowing blonde hair. Her face is beautiful in a homely, innocent way, while her body looks like it was made for sex with her flared hips, generous chest and tiny waist. A body she inherited from her mom. “Sex education,” Victoria replies simply from where she’s standing, right in between you and your sister, her dainty arms held in front of her chest, pushing up against her ample bosom. Your admiration of your mother’s assets halt as you register what she said. You feel a tinge of embarrassment recalling her mention of the internet, and that time she walked in on you making use of said internet. Amelia has a more pronounced reaction, “Se-seee… that type of education?” she asks in a baffled voice. “Yes. Now please strip,” Victoria replies curtly. Both you and your sister’s jaw hit the floor, both throwing out one protest after another. It isn’t like you hadn’t seen each other naked before, but that was when you were kids. Your mother holds out a hand to stop your gripes, “What is the best way of learning?” You sigh in sync with your sister, “Practically,” you both reply. Your mother had always been a fan of teaching things in a more applied manner, insisting it makes learning more fun and the information easier to retain. She is of course correct, having mastered it after 10 years of teaching before moving you out to the middle of nowhere to pursue personal research. Of course, she could have continued her research from the big city you lived in before, but she maintains her position that it would hamper her research. That is how you ended up being homeschooled through high school, with the nearest school being a three hour drive away. You and Amelia both start to awkwardly take off your clothes until you have only your underwear on and she has the same only with a bra as well. Throwing a few awkward glances at each other as you try to not ogle her barely concealed tits and bare stomach and thighs too much. Victoria lowers her glasses and looks at the two of you, “I said strip.” You both blanch at her command, but after spending your whole lives with that slavedriver you know it’s useless to resist once she gets this way.  You slip out of your underwear hesitantly while your sister does the same, both of you trying to cover yourselves up with your hands as best you can. Her face a bright red, you manage to catch a few glimpses of her pink nipples and something between her legs. Your huge cock is slowly getting hard, and it’s getting hard to cover its full size, and you can see Amelia throw a few glances at it before quickly looking away. Your mother nods, satisfied. Gesturing for you to follow, you get up and both walk to your sister. Once there, she removes the arm covering her abundant breasts, “This is the nipple, after pregnancy it secretes the milk produced by the mammary gland, allowing the feeding of infants,” she explains as you watch and try to desperately cover your boner. Amelia is beet red at this point, covering her crotch with one hand and her face with the other. Victoria lightly taps her nipple, leading Amelia to let out a yelp in surprise, “They also become erect when aroused.” “Moving on,” she continues, spreading apart your sister’s legs and removing her hand trying to cover her slit, revealing her cute hairless virgin pussy. “This is what’s referred to as the vagina, although that’s not quite correct,” she places her hand on her crotch and uses a thumb to spread apart one of her pussy lips, “This is actually the labia,” she explains before using her other hand to spread her open even further. All the while your sister is letting out cute squeaks with her face buried in her hands. “This hole you see here is the vagina,” letting you get a good look at her fleshy pink insides, moving with the rhythm of her breathing, barring the occasional twitch. A few lines of liquid are visible coming out of her hole. Victoria stops spreading your sister, instead lightly grasping one of her lower lips, “Your sister happens to have an innie pussy, which are described as ‘very tight’ or ‘fuckable’, in reality the fact that her labia is tucked inside of her makes no difference to her tightness except for appearances. I’m just as tight with my so called ‘roast beef’ pussy.” Hearing your mother talk about how fuckable your sister’s virgin pussy looks and comparing their tightness has brought your cock to become extremely hard, with you being unable to hide its full 12 inches. For a moment you think you see your mother looking at it with an almost concerned look. Your mother clears her throat and lets go of your sister’s pussy lips, standing up and gesturing towards her bed while looking at you, “Please lie down on the edge.” You hesitantly nod before lying down straight on the very end of her bed with your head against a pillow. A few moments later Victoria is dragging your embarrassed sister towards you. They kneel down to your side, right before the bed, with your mother as unabashed as always and your sister trying desperately to not look at your enormous phallus resting against your stomach, failing miserably. Your mother wraps her hand around the base of your shaft gently, with its circumference being too large for her fingers to meet. Turning to your sister, she explains, “This is a penis. Once erect, it is inserted into the vagina to inseminate the female,” cupping your balls with one hand she continues, “With the semen produced and stored in the testicles.” Amelia looks on in wonder. You imagine it is the first time she has seen a penis, never having looked it up as innocent as she is. Your veiny cock throbs with need, something your mother doesn’t fail to comment on. “You can tell by the pulsating that he’s desperate for release,” she moves her hand from your balls and to your tip, collecting your leaking precum on a finger. “Lick it,” she demands while holding it out for your sister. “What?! You want me to put that stuff in my mouth? The stuff that leaked out of my brother’s… thing?” she asks in shock. Victoria simply nods, pushing it even closer to your sister. Amelia’s eyebrows furrow and she seems to debate herself internally, eyes darting between your member and the liquid on her mother’s finger. She seems to find her resolve as she gently dabs her tongue against the liquid, testing the waters before licking it up completely moments later. Realising what she did, she covers her face in embarrassment, “Ahhh~... I didn’t mean to do that… it just tasted so… manly,” she says in a breathy voice. Your mother nods, “Now you understand. It is our duty as women to drain his balls, it’s what our bodies are made for. You responded instinctively to the manly scent and taste.” Amelia nods, breathing in deeply, “I do like this smell,” she says, eyes fixed on your massive cock. Out of nowhere, your mother moves her mouth down and gives the crown of your dick a small kiss, before letting it inside her mouth with her lips wrapped around your tip. Her lips retreat before her tongue starts to dart expertly around your glans, their soft tastebuds eagerly taking in your taste. Just before you’re about to cum, she stops just as quickly as she started, releasing your phallus and adjusting her glasses like it never happened. “Now you try putting it in your mouth.” Your sister looks at your cock doubtfully, but still takes hold of it with her soft feminine hands, giving you a few experimental jerks while looking at it as if it was going to bite her at any second. “It looks so… grotesque, but I’m supposed to put it in my mouth?” She brings her head closer to your enormous pillar of man meat, sticking out her tongue and licking her way from shaft to tip. Her eyebrows raise and she repeats it a few times, her tantalizing soft tongue brushing against you as she licks your cock like a lollipop with hungry eyes. “Swallow it all the way to the base and he’ll go crazy,” your mother advises your sister. Your sister looks at Victoria like she’s crazy, “All of it? There’s no way. I’d throw up.” “Just try,” comes the simple reply. Cautiously, she forms an O with her mouth and points your member towards it. Gently, she brings you inside her soft dick sucking lips, bringing her head further down your length, not stopping once you feel her clammy throat around your tip, her delicate cock sucking hole feeling oh so right against your glans. She doesn’t stop her journey until her throat has a visible bulge and her lips meet the base of your shaft. You sigh contentedly and let yourself release your load directly down her throat. She looks at you with wide eyes as she automatically swallows each rope of cum she’s given. Your sister sucking your entire load inside her stomach is the best feeling you’ve ever had. Amelia pulls her head back, removing your cock from her mouth with a wet pop.  She looks at your member with awe, “That was the best,” she says, eyes filled with glee. “I could feel you pouring your cum down my throat, and it made me feel so fuzzy♥,” rubbing her stomach slightly before her hand moves further down where you can’t see, but can imagine. Victoria smiles proudly, “You have discovered the joy of being a woman. Now you only have one last thing to give him.” Your sister nods before standing up, jutting out her pelvis and presenting her wet snatch. Victoria chuckles, “Not like that, turn around.” Amelia raises an eyebrow and turns around, pointing her fat ass towards you, “It can go in this way too? Not just from the front?” Your mother stands up next to her, “Yes it can sweetie.” Your mother grips your cock and brings it between your sister’s legs, her pussy lips hugging it, drawing out a moan from your sister. She starts desperately trying to bring your tip to her teenage cunny, but her short stature and your enormous size brings it outside her reach, standing too tall even if she stands on her toes. Your mother sees this dilemma and lifts Amelia by her armpits. Amelia takes hold of your cock with her dainty hand and points it towards her damp entrance as Victoria slowly lowers your sister down your monstrous length.  “Aaahhhhh~!” your sister lets out. Your tip easily parts her pussy folds around you as you head deeper inside her, scraping your glans against her silken vaginal folds. With some of your length inside her, she can stand on her own two feet finally as Victoria lets go. She slowly continues her journey of spearing herself on your rod, letting inch after inch of her brother’s invader inside where no other man has gone before. Finally her smackable ass lands on your lap, with her legs off the edge of the bed, toes curling and uncurling and eyes closed in pleasure. Your bruteish cockhead pushes against her delicate innermost depths. She seems very happy to be sitting on her brother’s cock, and so does her pussy, as it gives you a hug in the form of a tight squeeze from top to bottom. Amelia opens her eyes and looks down at her bulged stomach, “Wow~, I feel so full inside♥! I never knew I had this much space inside me♥!” Your sister looks behind her at you, “Do my insides feel good for you~♥♥?” As she asks this, her face looks slightly strained as her tunnel clamps down on you like a vice, almost making you cum on the spot. You let out a slight groan, “Yeah your pussy feels great, sis.” Her face radiates joy and her fuckhole clenches even tighter around your cock. With another groan, you warn her, “I’m gonna cum soon with how tight you are.” Her eyes go wide before she stands up, shifting her folds around your glans tantalizingly. “I’ve gotta take it out before you cum inside!” she says with a panicked voice. She stands up to the tip of her toes and doesn’t even manage to dislodge half of your invader. She tries wrapping her hands around you and pulling you out, but fails. Next she tries jumping, the only result being that her cunt stimulates you even more as it slides out and in again, with her voluminous ass flesh wobbling as she does. She attempts to walk forward, but your massive cock locks her in place, but she does manage to make you bulge her stomach even more obscenely as your member pushes against her fluttering cunt walls. Bouncing up and down your cock, she desperately tries to get you out of her before you get her pregnant, only managing to massage you with her womanhood even further as it convulses around you. The girl speared on your cock tries asking her mother for help, simply getting a “It’s fine, don’t worry about it, these kinds of things happen,” in response. Eventually you can’t hold on any longer as you start to release your load inside your sister’s fertile pussy. She looks back at you in terror before her mouth forms an O and she lets out a howl, plopping herself down on you, filling herself with your cockmeat and expertly positioning your cockhead against her cervix.  “Knock me up~!” she squeals needily. Her vaginal walls milk out your cum greedily as you fire it inside her unprotected baby maker. The tightness of her velvety insides constrain and coax out a bigger load than you’ve ever had, draining your cock dry. Your mother looks on with a warm smile. She sits there for a while, recovering from her orgasm as you lie there and enjoy being blanketed by her cunt’s love. Your sister’s recovery takes only a minute. She stands up in a daze before thrusting her hips back and forth, kneading your cock against her wet, velvety cunt walls. The movement is inelegant, but effective. Soon Amelia decides another part of her pussy is in need of being smothered by your cock, as she puts her hands on her neck and swivels her hips in a circle while slowly moving up and down, letting you hit different depths and angles of her slick and delicate teenage pussy. Her silky blonde hair whipping around as she does. Amelia’s pirouettes on your dick makes your glans rub against her every fold, and with the sight of her wobbling ass it makes you cum very quickly. Sensing your cock throbbing, she sits down to place her womb right on top of your cockhead, letting your ropes of semen hit their target of your sister’s fertile baby factory. Again overwhelmed by the pleasure of being impregnated she cums, her snatch convulsing around you wildly. “Ah♥! It feels… so nice when you, hmph, let your cock juice ooout inside meee♥~” your sister mewls, slowly grinding her generous ass against you while cumming. You finally notice Victoria sitting in a very unflattering position, with her slick finger going in and out of her dripping pussy, apparently too turned on by seeing her son impregnate her daughter. So does Amelia, giving her mother a sweet smile and wave, “Hope you enjoy the show~” And what a show she puts on. With her pussy leaking a veritable flood of semen, her ass is covered in a slick layer of it. She raises herself once again, making a schhlip noise as her bottom loses contact with your sex stained crotch. Your sister once again puts her hands on her neck and starts to expertly ride your cock. Your enormous size giving her freedom to move however she pleases, she spins, shakes her ass and slams herself down on your cock. Wet slapping sounds ringing out as she hops up and down your lap with abandon, her wet pussyfolds massaging you along the way. Her face a mix of concentration and pleasure, as if the only thing in the world that mattered was riding your cock. It’s as if she had become an expert cock rider in mere minutes, milking out load after load like a seasoned whore.  With great deliberation, you sit up and lift your slut of a sister off your dick, causing her to look at you with puppy eyes, “Was I not good enough?” she asks sadly. You pat her head, “You were great,” pointing to your mother, “But I need to do something about her.” Victoria had obviously cum several times while watching your sister ride you, but she always covered her mouth to stop any moans from slipping out, not that you didn't hear them anyway. Now that she’s been noticed, she doesn’t stop her masturbating but does look at you with a mix of pitiful and proud eyes. Amelia nods, understanding that she can’t let her mother be in such a state. “I’m so shameless aren’t I? While you’re doing such a good job as the man of the house… I’m chasing pleasure on my own,” Victoria says with sorrow. You chuckle. Getting up, you head to your mother and scoop her up in your arms before laying her down on her bed wearing nothing but her glasses and shirt. Amelia quickly lies down next to her, pussy still leaking a flood of your semen. Your mother looks at you with curious and almost pathetic eyes, taking in the view of your enormous phallus and rubbing her thighs together with need. You take off her shirt and bra, exposing the enormous breasts you once fed on. With a light pinch she lets out a loud and cute moan, her body so sensitive the slightest touch leaves her shivering. Your sister jumps on this opportunity, putting her mouth on her other breast and sucking on it. As her whorish moans ring out, you realise she’s going to cum. And there’s no need to let those wonderful pussy contractions go to waste. Angling yourself to line up with her hairy pussy, you easily penetrate her. Victoria almost howls in pleasure, “Use me like a woman♥~!” Your mother’s cunt welcomes you with a tight squeeze, containing all her love as a mother. As you push further inside her depths, you kiss her cervix with your tip, and her experienced body knows exactly what to do as her cervix opens for you, letting the head of your cock into her womb. “Oooh♥! You’re returning to where you came from♥~!” she lets out in between powerful orgasms, her body overwhelmed with pleasure as her son’s large cock enters where no man has gone before. Your sister stops suckling on your mother and looks at the outline of your cock visible through her stomach.  “I can see how deep inside mommy you are~” Amelia says with a giggle. She lies down on her moaning mother, making their voluminous breasts press against each other and rubbing their sensitive nipples against one another. You feel the weight of your sister against your cock inside Victoria’s vaginal tunnel, leading to a squeal of pleasure from her as her pussy is stretched to its limits. “Now I can feel how deep inside mommy you are through my stomach~” she says proudly with another giggle. The immense tightness of your mother’s mature pussy gets too much to bear as you unload directly into her womb, guaranteeing her pregnancy. “FUCK♥! GIVE ME ANOTHER BABY HONEY♥!” Victoria demands as her body starts to shake violently with the most powerful orgasm yet, one every woman who knows the pleasure of being bred has enjoyed. Moans of a wanton whore ringing out as she’s impregnated by her own son. Her wet, rippling cuntflesh skillfully milks out every last drop of semen with its embrace, clutching your length tightly. Once you’ve emptied your balls in your mother’s snatch, you pull out and stick it in your sister’s conveniently positioned snatch. Going from mature pussy to teenage pussy is delightful, with each having its own strengths and weaknesses, but both feeling like they’re made exactly to please your dick. Just the act of switching from your sister and mother’s pussies brings you immense pleasure, knowing they’re there for you to use freely. And so you slam your hips into their cocksleeves with wild abandon, only caring about releasing your seed inside them.  Eventually you all collapse from exhaustion, Amelia passing out to your side, covered in sweat and cum. You lie on your side and spoon your mother as her eyes droop. Bringing your cock to her entrance, you slide on in and embrace your mother gently, “I’ll sleep while inside of you.” Your mother smiles blissfully, “I would be overjoyed to have your fat cock fill my pussy while we sleep♥~” she replies lovingly, shoving her big butt closer to you to make sure it’s all inside of her. And so you fall asleep, inside your mom’s snug and silky pussy, with it squeezing and massaging your cock, milking out several loads. —— That's the end of what I had planned for this one, but I might come back to it eventually so I'm not sure if I should mark it as completed or not. It was previously two chapters but I combined it into one, since it didn't make any sense to have them split up, it was simply that I finished them one day after the other.

Chapter 2 - A shower

You sigh and ask your mother once more, “Are you sure about this?” She nods and shoves you inside the bathroom, “Yes, I’m sure darling. We shouldn’t let a bit of nudity stop us from not smelling terrible.” She closes the door behind you and starts stripping immediately. You curse the drought for bringing this awkward situation upon the two of you. Without it, the government wouldn’t have been forced to implement these insanely strict water rationing laws, and you’d actually have enough water to take a decent shower without being forced to share it with your mom. Sure, some guys would be jealous of the fact you’re about to see your mom naked, and you can absolutely see where they’re coming from. Curly brown hair ending slightly below her shoulders, a sexy and mature face that never seems to worry about anything, hazel eyes that exude an aura of grace. And that body, a pair of breasts almost rivaling the size of melons, easily double Es, a slim waist that girls and boys alike pine for, topping it off with flared hips and a perky and squeezable ass. You, you think the people who are jealous of you must be nuts. It’s going to be nothing but awkward for you, despite how much you fantasise about her body. As she unclasps her bra, she nods you along, “Go on then, take them off.” You sigh once more, taking off your clothes while sneaking glances at her wobbling boobs and fat ass while she strips. You instinctively cover yourself with your arms, dying inside slightly. “Tsk tsk tsk, here I am buck naked without a care in the world, and you’re doing… that,” she gestures towards you. You can’t help but glance between her legs, taking in the sight of her pussy, framed by some neatly trimmed hair. She seems to notice your look, and her face reddens for a moment before she walks up to you with a determined face, removing the arms covering your dick. Your slightly hardened member revealed, her eyes go wide in shock, gaping at it for a few moments before turning away with beet red cheeks. “W-well, with that out of the way, let’s get ourselves clean,” she sputters out, mechanically walking towards the shower, opening the shower door and standing straight facing the shower head, back turned towards you. You follow after her, thinking that this is just about as awkward as you predicted. Closing the shower door behind you, you’re not sure if you should say something or just turn on the shower. With how tiny the shower is, you’re forced to stand very close to her, despite how you’re basically pressed up against the wall. You notice her breathing has become slightly shallower. “Sorry, I should’ve realised, with you being a man now… I thought it’d be the same as when we took baths when you were young. You can leave if you want, this was a bad idea,” she mutters out sadly. “It’s okay mom, don’t worry about it, we’ll be done in a jiffy and then we’ll make breakfast,” you reply, trying to cheer her up. She nods, and you feel like she’s smiling, even though you can only see the back of her head. Being so close to her naked form like this, you can’t help but get a bit turned on, your cock throbbing with need. Quickly, you reach behind her and turn on the shower, grabbing a block of soap and rubbing it on your body, happy to do anything to distract you from the current situation. She follows your lead without a word. Even seeing her rub her curvaceous body with soap is arousing, and you try to force your dick to stay soft by thinking of anything else, but you keep going back to the glimpse of her pussy and nipples. Naturally, the soap slinks out of your hands, so you bend down and try not to think about how close your head is to her voluminous ass. Reaching forward, you have to inch towards it a bit to get your hands on it, but you manage. Standing back up again, you feel your cockhead enveloped in a warm wetness. Surprised by the new sensation, you jolt up, feeling the softness wrapped around your cock constrict around you wonderfully as you sink into it further. Your mother lets out a yelp and freezes in shock. Looking down, you see your cock penetrating her two pink pussy lips, stretching them around your girth to their very limits. Her womanhood is eager to welcome you with exquisite tightness. Her fat ass is flush with your pelvis, her assflesh feeling quite nice pressed against you like this. She turns her head to you, slowly, “Is that…? Did you just put your dick inside me?” she asks dumbfoundedly. She wiggles her child bearing hips experimentally, causing her wet insides to shift around your glans nicely. She covers her mouth to muffle a moan, looking at you with accusing eyes, yet a glint of hunger can be seen in their depths. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to!” you exclaim, starting to pull back out of her narrow tunnel. She yelps again, putting a hand on your hip, “No please don’t, you’re the one who got us into this mess, I’ll be the one to get us out of it.” You nod, all the while you’re getting harder and harder inside of her warm hole, your member snaking its way further inside her mature pussy. She sighs, “Maybe this was my fault for forcing you into this, and getting your dick like that with my body…” She gets on her toes, attempting to raise herself off your invader, once more only managing to stroke your glans with her silky insides and let out a sultry moan. She plants her feet back on the ground and simply takes a small step forward, her ample ass jiggling as her pussy walls shift around you, still firmly lodged inside of her. You groan, “I’m sorry mom, your pussy feels too good, I’m gonna cum soon.” She looks back at you with wide eyes, “No! Whatever you do, don’t cum inside me. I’m not on birth control, and I’m not about to let the first creampie I’ve had in years be from my own son,” she pleads. Yet, her cunt seems to encourage you with a tight squeeze. She sees how close you are by your expression, so she hurriedly moves forward once more, pressing her body against the wall of the shower while you continue to invade her insides. “No way, it’s still not out yet?! How big is it?!” “Mom, I’m really close,” you warn. Her eyes filled with panic, she attempts to retreat from the wall, managing to slip on the wet shower floor. She falls backwards, spearing herself on your cock and forcing you to catch her as you both tumble towards the ground. Luckily the only effect is a slight aching of your bottom, and you ending up sitting on the shower floor with your legs stretched, mom firmly planted on your lap, with your entire length of 14’ slipping inside her tight pussy. She lets out a whorish moan as her entire body trembles intensely, her silky love tunnel tightening up around you wonderfully, forcing you to cum inside her. As her upper body trembles, her cervix shifts and poises itself directly on your cockhead, providing you with the prime breeding spot. Not only having your mom’s pussy wrapped around your member, but also cumming inside her raw, without birth control, causes you to let out the biggest load you ever have. Your cock throbs violently, shooting out rope after rope directly into her fertile womb as she cums her brains out from your huge dick crushing her cervix and impregnating her. “Nnno, don’t cum inside my pussy~” she mewls, letting out whorish moans. Despite what she says, her pussy is doing its best to milk you, its folds fluttering and constricting wildly. She sits there with a dopey smile on her face, impaled on your dick, an outline of it visible as it pokes through her stomach, breathing heavily with her body twitching periodically as a remnant from her powerful orgasm. She places a hand on her abdomen, stroking your cockhead through her stomach, “Good cock, feed me more cum~♥” she coos, eyes glazed over. After a few moments she seems to come to her senses, looking back at you with a mix of shame and lust, cunt clenching around you tightly, forcing you to let out a grunt. She looks elated and terrified knowing that she made you make that sound, “I… I’m so sorry son, the possibility of impregnating me must have been terribly scary for you, I’ll take it out right now and take a morning after pill.” Before you’re able to respond, she gets on the balls of her feet and starts to raise her generous rear off your lap with trembling legs, only managing to make it an inch before her legs give out, spearing her cervix once more with a lusty moan. You grope her hefty bottom and squeeze it, “Mom, cumming inside you like that was the best feeling I’ve ever had, don’t apologise, your pussy is amazing.” Her face lights up in joy, vaginal canal clamping down on you like a vice, squeezing out another load by force. She bites her lips as her eyes roll back, whining like a bitch in heat as you fill her womb with your seed once again, “Let it all out sweetie, cum inside mommy~♥” she sputters out. A solid minute later of her milking you dry, she seems to have recovered from her newest orgasm, “Do you mean it? My old woman pussy isn’t too loose for you?” she asks with a hopeful voice and a glint in her eyes. You nod, “You’re super tight.” Again she beams and hugs your cock with her cunt even more, wrapping you utterly in her motherly love. “Your cock is… really good,” she says, eyes darting between you and the floor, cheeks reddening in embarrassment. “Like, wow. I haven’t had cock in years but this is completely different, you’re so big~” she continues with pride. “Getting my cervix beat up is almost better than cumming, which I still did plenty of~” she says without shame. You return her smile, which seems to make her realise something as she buries her head in her hands, “Sorry, I shouldn’t be saying these sorts of things, this was an accident and won’t happen again, so I’m taking it out now.” Again she raises her hips off of you, only managing to take out two inches before crashing down again. Her entire body trembles again, “FUCK♥! POUND MY CERVIX~♥!” she exclaims through whorish moans, pussy convulsing around your invader. Mid orgasm, she looks at you with greedy eyes and a stream of saliva leaking out of her mouth, “I’m sorry, I really can’t hold myself back anymore,” she states feverishly as she cums on your fat dick. She begins to raise her hips before slamming them back down on you with great force, her huge ass shaking violently as it hits your pelvis, pussyflesh stroking your glans deliciously. She’s completely given in to your cock, womanly instincts having taken over her wholly, she’s simply riding your dick for fun and to milk out your cum. “KNOCK ME UP AGAIN HONEY~♥!” she demands, coaxing out another orgasm with a wild shake of her wide hips, dragging her slutty cunt up and down your throbbing invader as her insides continue to wring you dry. Her fuck tunnel, covered in semen and pussy juice as it is, makes lewd noises each time you bottom out inside her, which combines with the wet slapping sounds of her generous derriere slamming into you. Half an hour later, your mother is slumped back against you, lips locked on yours, your tongues darting around each other with passion. She grinds her hips against you, using your enormous phallus to stir up her snug pussy. Your hands are groping her generous breasts, massaging their mountainous flesh and pinching their nipples occasionally. You pull your lips away from hers, a string of saliva clinging to you before quickly disappearing. Her eyes gaze into yours with love and lust, a part of them questioning why you stopped kissing her. “Don’t use a morning after pill or anything,” you say simply. “But I’d end up pregnant for sure,” she retorts. You simply nod in response. Her eyes go wide before she places her lips on yours once more and starts to ravenously make out with you. In her lips’ lustful embrace, she speaks with a thrilled voice, “You want to breed me? Oh honey, I’d love to bear your child~♥” She’s never been as tight as now when she’s given in to being impregnated for real. With her pussy’s spongy flesh pressing against you so tightly, you grant her wish once more. —— Author's Note: I got a suggestion I really like, but it involves a sister instead of mother, take this poll to let me know how you feel about that: https://strawpoll.com/szd33erw Each chapter would be tagged mom or sister As always, hit me up with your ideas.

Chapter 1 - Premises

Chapter's tags: Non sexual, plot development. It was a hot, dry day on Kaspara and the fires raging all around certainly did not help that state of affairs. Who could have known the fields, left to dry in the heat of the agri-world’s summer, would go up in flame with almost no help? The locals and anyone with two neurons and some common sense, most likely; but that was beside the point. The point was that this was a glorious day for the Imperium, one that would be celebrated for decades before being forgotten as those present died or lost their minds. Such was the way of the Imperium, now and forever.  The glory was well present, though, as columns of armour broke through the ashes and kicked their own plumes of dust in their stead. Guards from several regiments, a single Knight Questoris and a detachment of the Adepta Sororitas; all had been required to finally purge the last pockets of rebellion on this world, and they left nought but purifying flames in their wakes. Rather than the overwhelming tiredness that often came after such a long lasting battle, the soldiers were thrilled, filled with fervours, and most were sitting atop of their rumbling transports to gulp air like it was liquor or shout, laugh and be rowdy only like relieved men and women could.  Ophania was amongst those, though the power armour clad woman was less rowdy than most guards around them. Sat on the edge of the hull of the Repressor that had carried her sisters and her in battle, the pale woman smiled at some of the guards, nodded at others and generally was a quiet figure in the maelstrom of emotions. Young as she was, the Retributor had a lot of things to process following that battle, and she was not sure shouting and laughing would help her tremendously. Her sisters were in a similar mindset, having expended their rage and anger through the fighting and now cloistered in a knowing and peaceful silence. Introspection was better done over time, certainly, but they all knew what would come next, and the trip back to the forward bases was the only moment of calm they would get for a little while. And so they sat, silent and immobile in their red armours, their transport keeping up in the middle of the formation on their way back.  The camp was what one would expect when thinking of an Imperial forward base. Fortifications on the outside, tents and prefabricated buildings on the inside, ordered around with roads and pens for tanks, mounts, maintenance areas, chapels, mess hall. A small city, built in a few days by labourers of the Munitorum that had barely gotten any sleep since. And since then housing soldiers of His armies in their eternal wars. Give it a month and nothing would remain of it but a few piles of scrap and a lot of displaced soil. For now, though? Workers were pulling in double or triple shifts as hungry soldiers came back, the transport parking on the many spots reserved for them and men and women disembarking to go and feast on food, booze or whatever else it was they wanted to get now that victory had been secured. Other units could do the final cleanup, their work there was done and they certainly intended to celebrate, all under the reluctantly benevolent eye of their hierarchy.  They had earned that reprieve, though, and even the sisters were feeling the joyful atmosphere get to them as they dismounted the Repressor and started to walk. Their presence had been instrumental, as always, and most of the guards around waved, smiled or generally greeted them with a mix of relief and hope. It was done, and they had lived. They could even enjoy some time off now, and from their looks, some would soon be drunk enough to try and hit on the Sororitas if given the chance. Ophania chuckled at the thought, though she did enjoy the look some of the men were giving her. Women too, which was even more welcome considering a few peculiarities of her. She was a sight, regardless, standing well over six feet tall even out of armour, her alabaster skin spotless and clean, her dark brown hair kept in a tight braid that snuck under her armour. That she contrasted with the menials of the camp or most of the soldiery of the Imperium was unquestionable. That she did so while being able to best most foes present on the battlefields they died on was a blessing she had to hone every single day.  Not today, though. Smiling and devising quietly with her sisters, the gaggle of women made their way back to their own quarters. Those were a few grades above the tents of common troopers or even the barracks of the officers. Actual buildings, complete with flooring, private cells for the sisters to sleep and pray in and their own common quarters. All that was required for a monastic style of life away from any actual monastery. Parting with her fellow, Ophania did move into her own cell and leaned back against the door as she shut it. It had been a day, and her blood was still boiling… A simple solution existed, of course. One she seldom partook in… But this was a special day, and she was relatively certain others would do the same as she had planned. Giggling to herself, the sister spent the next hour and a half taking her armour off, cleaning it and her weapons, bathing and preparing for what would come next.  There was no denying the happy joy in her steps when she walked back out again, clad in severe and simple robes adorned with the symbol of her order, a belt made of chainlinks holding it tightly in place against her waist and giving her more of an hourglass figure than any fit woman had any right to. By then the guards were already drunk, stuffed with food or busy. The party, if it could be called that, would last till the next day and it was likely most of its participants would not remember it. A few just may, and they’d in turn start spreading more rumours around, which would feed into the mystical aura of the Sisterhood. 

Chapter 2 - Indulgence

After getting yourselves somewhat cleaned up, you rush to class, not wanting to get into more trouble than you probably already are. And right you are, as you walk into class with your slut of a best friend on your arm, her breasts pressed up against you, Ms. Miller looks at you with stern eyes.  “And what is so important you’d miss not only first period, but also the first TEN minutes of second period?” she says with her usual strict tone, being a hardass as always. Though her being a hardass had not stopped the boys in class from staring at her sizable, not so hard, literal ass. In fact, her being so stern had only stoked the flames of the boys’ fantasies of her curvaceous body, tied up black hair and bespectacled flawless face, only missing a ruler in hand to perfect the sexy teacher vibe. Before you get a chance to respond, the big breasted bimbo on your arm speaks up, “He was knocking me up!” she says, making a peace sign with one hand and clinging further onto you with the other. You realise you really should speak up faster, as this kind of thing seems to be happening a lot. Instinctively facepalming, you’re surprised by the level headed response Ms. Miller gives, “I suppose that’s alright then, but what about first period? If I recall, Alex, you were here during first.” Looking up you don’t see the scowling and PG-13 cursing you expected, you had resigned yourself to your fate of a long winded lecture on decency and pre marital sex. You forgot you weren’t in your previous world, which shouldn’t be surprising as you’ve only been in this one for a few hours. You chuckle, “I was knocking up my sister, I really had to take my time ramming her pussy and filling her with cum,” you say confidently. Ms. Miller waves her hand dismissively, “Yes, well, spare me the details will you?” with an adjustment of her glasses, she continues, “I am glad you are back in class at least, take a seat.” You nod and head for the nearest empty chair, but your way is blocked by a red faced girl with even redder hair, reaching almost down to her ass, which is huge as with most girls in your new world. Her green eyes dart all over your body, frequently to your crotch, and she speaks up with nervous passion in her voice, “Please can you fuck a baby into me? I’ve always wanted one, please?” She highlights this by pulling up her tight t-shirt, letting her huge tits bounce freely, and hiking up her skirt to reveal her bare, dripping wet pussy. At this point you’ve stopped being surprised, but you hadn’t noticed the effect you were having with the girls in your class, with all of them blushing furiously, and some fidgeting in their seats, rubbing their legs together, obviously turned on. You peek at Ms. Miller to see that she apparently doesn’t care much, going on with class as usual. You give the redhead a response in the form of unbuckling your belt and pulling down your pants, taking out your enormous cock for the whole class to view. And view they do, with some girls trying to sneakily masturbate, with others openly groping their breasts and fingering themselves, Alex among the latter group. You’re surprised to see Ms. Miller still teaching without a care in the world. You bend the girl begging to be bred over a desk, giving you a nice view of her ample rear and moistened slit. You rub your tip over her lower lips while you wait to grow to your full length, but you’re unable to wait long as you push it into her silken meat folds when it’s barely reached half mast. Still with several more inches on the way, your cocksleeve lets out a whoreish moan at being filled so suddenly. Testing the waters, you rock your hips back and forth, plunging into her snug hole and pulling out despite how tightly it grips your member. As you grow harder and harder, her moans get louder and louder, “This feels so good! Doe-hng, does it feel good for-mhmm, for you too? Am I tight enough?” You give her ass a light slap, watching her supple flesh ripple and feeling her drenched tunnel constrict around your dick even more, “It’s not bad, but tighten up if you can.” Her legs start wobbling and shaking as the waves of her orgasm hits her, her cramped fuck hole’s muscles spasming around your cock wildly, but you hold steadfast and continue slamming your hips against her fat ass, letting the sound of flesh hitting flesh echo through the classroom. Moans from the masturbating sluts around you further fuel your desire to knock up any bitch that presents herself to you. “Please give me your seed after you’re finished with her!” a girl shouts from your left, with her fingers in her pussy, pushing her hips back and forth towards you, desperately wanting for your dick to plunge inside her. You decide that with so many willing whores, what’s the point in holding back? You slowly force yourself deeper inside of the bitch you’re breeding, pushing your tip onto her cervix and releasing your seed deep inside her baby factory, no longer concerned with lasting longer or any such nonsense. As you deposit your semen inside her, her cock milker gets to work on squeezing out any bit of extra cum you can offer as she breaks down into another orgasm. Once she’s well and truly emptied your balls, you pull out and let her well fucked hole leak out your seed, leaving her as a shaking, blubbering mess from being so thoroughly fucked. “No... don’t pull out please... I can’t stand feeling empty inside,” you hear her quietly whine through ragged breaths. “Sorry, I can’t exactly fuck all of you at once, can I?” you say with a shrug. You’re only one man after all, with one penis, although a fairly monstrous one. Covered in a mix of semen and pussy juice, it stands at attention ready to fuck any and all sluts. And fuck you do, for the rest of the period and the next one, only taking a break on the fourth period where your exhaustion catches up to you. With all of the girls in class having their cunts filled, you collapse onto the chair with a sigh and tell the nearest whore to start licking your rod clean once again. She dutifully gets between your legs and starts licking every drop of semen dripping from your cock. You were going to actually rest, but having a delicate tongue flick around your dick reinvigorated your sexual desires, but not your physical stamina. You point your rod towards the whore’s mouth and grab the whore’s head, pushing it down onto your cock as she wraps her lips around you, the delicate insides of her mouth a treat as your glans brushes against them. You keep going until you can hear choking noises from her mouth as she starts struggling with your length. Normally you would be horrified at having potentially hurt her, but at this point you know they not only don’t mind it, they beg for it. With that said, you are simply exhausted at this point, so you release your grip on her and lean back, allowing her to get to work. She decides to keep working her way down your length until she’s kissing your base, deepthroating you. You almost bust right then and there at the thought of directly feeding the wanton whore the load she so desperately wants so deep inside her throat. Soon she brings her mouth back up along your length, until just the tip is wrapped around her dick sucking lips. Her soft tongue licks up a bit of precum that escapes your crown, as she gently traces your head. She puts her hands to work on your length, barely being able to wrap around it with both hands, slowly stroking you up and down. She starts bobbing her head in rhythm with her strokes, her lips forming a vacuum around your cock, practically jerking you off with her mouth. As you feel the approaching orgasm, your cock twitches, and she seems to notice it as she once again takes your entire length inside her dick sucker. Lodged deep inside her throat, your rod has no choice but to feed its load to the bitch wrapped around it. With each pulse of semen, she swallows it down greedily. Finally drained, she releases your cock with a wet schlop, smacking her lips, “Thank you for the meal!” she says with a bright smile.

Chapter 1 - A trip to the beach

You sit down on the far end of the bus, the only vacant space being next to two young girls, only being clad in swimsuits like everyone else today. Immediately, your mother sits on your lap, her long black hair brushing against your naked chest. “Can’t I just stand up?” you complain, embarrassed at the looks you’re getting from the girls to your left. Your mother moves her huge ass further up your swim trunks to make sure she’s properly seated, her soft ass flesh jiggling against you delightfully. “Nonsense, we’re not going to get to the beach only for you to have nearly died from heatstroke because you were too stubborn to sit down!” she reprimands you. Elena plonks her purse on her lap and pulls out a water bottle, taking a swig from it before turning around to face you, “It’s important to hydrate properly on a day like this, when we’re all sweating like pigs.” Sweating indeed, her ample chest is covered in a sheen of sweat from the blazing hot afternoon sun, barely obscured by her mini bikini. She licks her luscious lips, her glimmering brown eyes encouraging you to take the water. You tear your eyes away from her assets and adorable face, grabbing the water bottle and taking a few gulps despite the snickering from the girls next to you. “His girlfriend totally has him on a leash,” you hear one of them whisper. Elena whips her head around and gives what might look like a bright smile to them, but one you know is filled with murderous intent. “I’m his mother, and you sluts are just jealous he has someone who cares about him.” The girls stare at your mother in shock, not expecting that level of response. “Ah, sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” Elena says with a giggle, “You do have people who care about you, when you’re their cum dumpsters that is,” she finishes with opening her mouth and mimicking a jerking motion, a smug smile on her face and evil glint in her eyes. She leaves the girls in disbelief as she claps her hands and faces you with a bright smile, “A day out with my son! We almost never have a day for ourselves anymore, I’m so excited!” You return her smile and nod along as she lists the activities she has planned for today after the mandatory visit to the beach in order to escape the heat of the afternoon sun. As she talks, her copious ass naturally wobbles with every bump in the road, and you can’t help but feel a rousing in your pants from the stimulation. Slowly, it grows, until eventually you feel your slightly hardened tip meet the fabric of a swimsuit. Your mother stops talking suddenly, looking down at her crotch. She doesn’t turn her head to look at you as she whispers, “Is your dick hard and pressing against my crotch?” You look down at your crotch in confusion, your blood turning to ice as you notice some of the strings on your swim trunks has come undone, probably when Elena sat down on you, and your member has slipped out of them and started pressing against your mother’s pussy, covered by her bikini as it is. “I’m so sorry mom… I didn’t realise. I didn’t get turned on by you or anything, I just can’t help it.” She sighs, “It’s fine. You’re a healthy young boy after all. I’m just gonna move a bit so it isn’t pressing against a bad place.” Your mother shifts her wide hips from side to side and manages to hook your tip against her swimsuit, accidentally forcing it to the side and allowing your cockhead to brush against her soft pussy lips. She lets out a small yelp, “Shit, I didn’t mean to do that, I’m sorry, give me a second and I’ll figure out how to fix this without revealing our embarrassing situation.” The sensation of her hairless pussy lips enveloping your tip causes your cock to harden much quicker, soon you feel your cockhead pressing against her entrance, threatening to slip inside. “I thought you said you were hard?! Why do I feel you growing?!” Elena asks with a hushed yet panicked voice. “I didn’t say I was hard, I’m just slightly hard.” She turns her head to face me, “Slightly? That’s slightly hard? It’s got to be at least 7 inches right now!” she says in alarm. I raise an eyebrow at her, “How can you tell?” Her face reddens, “W-well, even I was young once. A girl just knows these things, okay?” she stutters out. Suddenly I can feel her pussy squeeze my tip, her entrance’s tightness preventing me from entering her. “If I hadn’t clenched just now that giant would have slipped inside of me! How much more is it gonna grow?” “It’s 14 inches when I’m hard,” you mutter. Her jaw drops, “Huh? That’s insane,” she replies simply. You can’t help but notice a predatory gaze in her eyes. “Well, I’ll just keep squeezing so it doesn’t go in,” she explains before turning her head to look straight ahead. As the seconds pass, your tip continues to press against her hole, getting harder and harder. Eventually your cockhead gets hard enough to slip slightly inside of her clenched pussy. Quickly, she clenches even further and you slip out of her, forced out by her incredible tightness, going right back to resting against her entrance. “I just had to squeeze it out after it slipped inside my pussy, can you just stop getting hard?” she asks impatiently. “You know I can’t.” She sighs before making a quiet yip as your cockhead slips slightly inside her once more, being ejected again in short notice, but not without a concerted effort from her, as you see her face strain and hear her breathing hitch. Eventually, you harden enough to slip past her defenses again, but this time it’s not just the end of your tip, it’s the whole head. Her clenched pussy walls feel amazing as you force your way inside her. Your mother lets out a gasp of pleasure as you enter her, “Nooooo,” she mewls. Now with Elena having her guard down, your cock starts to snake its way inside her cunt, made difficult by how dry the two of you are, with only a few dollops of your precum staining her walls to ease your way in. Mere moments later, you feel a squirt of pussy juice assist your invasion of her tight fuckhole. “Stop getting wet from your own son’s cock, damn you,” she admonishes herself as she sits completely straight, afraid of moving in the slightest. The view is incredible as her pussy looks like it’s ready to burst, so stretched around you is it with only a few inches inside, her pussy lips stretched to their very limits. The feeling of being so stretched causes your mother to involuntary twitch as her body demands she do something about the enormous cock shoved inside her. She sighs deeply, “Sorry, but your mommy needs to get that fat cock even deeper inside her cunt,” she apologises before taking her hand between her legs and grabbing your member, pressing her immense ass flush against your lap, taking you inside her to the very base. Her silky folds feel heavenly as they rub against your glans, letting you feel every uneven rise and decline in her mature pussy since you leave no room inside her empty. Your cockhead kisses her cervix, forcing her to cover her mouth to hide a yelp. “Oh my goooood~♥” she moans. Her entire body shivers as she stretches her arms and legs in delight, “I should have devoured this dick years ago,” she says, turning towards you with a dopey smile on her face. “Who knew I’d give birth to such a lovely man with a perfect cock?” she asks proudly. You notice her stomach shows an outline of your pillar of flesh, making your stealthy sex not quite as stealthy. She starts to grind her hips back and forth on you, rubbing your tip against her innermost depths and putting immense pressure on her cervix. Her eyes close and she bites her lips, “Usually I have to do other positions to get that cervix crushing goodness, but you’re so big I can do it on my own♥” she purrs, immensely pleased with her discovery. The feeling of her fluttering insides blanketing you with their love brings you to the brink of orgasm in record time, “Your pussy feels too good, I’m gonna cum,” you warn. She continues her grinding, nodding along with a, “Yes yes, I know it does darling~”. A moment later she opens her eyes wide with a panicked expression, “No, wait, don’t! I’m not on birth control!” she exclaims before raising her hips slightly, hesitating due to the fact that she’d expose your incest to the rest of the bus. The thought of impregnating your own mother only excites you more, so you plant your hands on her tiny waist and force her down on your massive cock once more. Your cockhead strains against her cervix as you start to throb, her birth canal’s overwhelming tightness forcing you to let out your seed. You practically drown her insides in white cum, and her insides do their best to milk out every last drop. Meanwhile her eyes roll back to reveal the white of her eyes, and her tongue flops out and dangles uselessly as her entire nervous system is focused wholly on processing the overwhelming pleasure she’s getting from being bred by her own son. Even after she’s squeezed you dry she hasn’t recovered, slurring out things like, “Yess push it in deeper sweetie, give mommy another baby~♥” You worriedly look around, expecting a few questioning looks at the very least, but it seems your spot at the very back has put you out of mind of the other bus riders, and luckily the two girls next to you have earphones in with their eyes glued to their screens. You sigh in relief and relax, just enjoying your mother’s quivering cunt wrapped around your cock. Eventually she seems to recover enough to form words properly, turning her head towards you and flashing a brilliant smile, “Thank you sweetie, I haven’t cum like that in… ever. Sure, your dad made me cum a ton, but this… I felt like my brain was barely working.” She rubs her stomach, pressing against the part where you’re bulging against her insides, “And I’ve missed the feeling of getting knocked up…” she says wistfully. As she talks, her insides reaffirm their love of your cock by getting tighter and tighter. The bus stops, having arrived at your destination, but your mother’s lascivious eyes tell you that you aren’t getting off any time soon, at least not in that sense. —— So, I've got at least two more ideas for chapters for this one, but I could always use more suggestions on scenarios. And that leads me to a new poll, on what type of scenario you guys would prefer. 1: Completely accidental, dick goes inside hole, oopsie. 2: End up in compromising situation, but son takes the final step of actually putting it in. 3: Same as 2, but with the mom doing the final deed. https://strawpoll.com/xda33cay

Chapter 1 - Playing with magic

It had been some time since Marco had come to live in Mewni alongside Star as boyfriend and girlfriend after beating Toffee. It took some adjusting and acceptance from her parents (although her dad was more supportive) but things were settling down for Mewni and Star. Every day was an adventure they shared, unfortunately the latest one they had in the never zone had left Marco sick and confined to a bed due to the cold, while Star had eaten a strange berry that had caused her assets to swell to more than generous proportions. Star was aimlessly pacing the halls of the castle her breasts wobbling with each step, the doctor had said it would take a week for Marco to recover. A week of boredom, a week without being able to have fun with Marco. Star had tried to cheer him up and keep him company but in his current state he was in no shape to do or appreciate anything. It was then that Star had a flash of inspiration, she had magic surely one of the spells she had noted down before the destruction of the big book of spells had something that could speed up Marco’s recovery. Rushing to her room she grabbed her journal and began going through each page hoping to find something related to healing.   Finally she found something that seemed to fit the bill: “Equinus transformus” The description read as: Make the target healthy as a horse. Elated Star sprinted back towards Marco’s room without finishing reading the rest of the description below. Bursting into Marco’s room with a kick to the door Star didn’t even give him a chance to ask what was going on. Aiming her hand at Marco she chanted the spell “Equinus transformus”. Marco could only scream as Star blasted him with a spell that she most likely did not know the full consequences of, but also that simply didn’t sound right. A flash of light engulfed the room as the spell connected forcing Star to close her eyes.     When the light finally faded and Star was able to look where Marco used to be, all she saw was a horse. This looked like an ordinary horse except for a few crucial details: It had Marco’s trademark hair style on his head, his cute little mole on his cheek and lastly it had his now highly stretched clothes on him.     Star could only blankly stare at her now transformed friend who for his part was clearly having a panic attack despite only neighs coming out of his mouth. “Soooooo I think the spell makes you healthy as a horse, by literally turning you into one. Well I’m sure that I can find a way to reverse the spell so just try to stay calm Marco.” Star cautiously uttered.   No sooner had she finished saying that, when Marco suddenly galloped forward. He went right through the wall in a rain of bricks sending him down onto the roof of a nearby house, before galloping off into the forest. Shortly afterward Star managed to recover from her shock to actually give chase. Once Star’s mind finally started working again she realized that she had a couple of problems: 1) She had to find Marco who was god knows where in the forest 2) She had to find a cure to his condition 3) She was going to have to explain this to her mom   Deciding that right now finding Marco and bringing him back took priority, Star rushed out of the castle ignoring the guards that sought to question her as to why there was a giant hole in the wall. In a few short minutes Star had run out of the castle and into the Streets of Mewni, the trail of Marco’s passage was obvious from the hoof marks the knocked down stalls and the confused people wondering what just barreled past them. Following the tracks left by his hooves she ran as fast as her legs could carry her, Marco had the advantage of speed due to his transformation. It took around an hour for Star to reach the outskirts of the forest and true to her nature she charged in without a second thought. “After all how hard could it be to find something that big in the forest?”   Star wanted to hit herself for thinking that, it had been hours since she entered the forest and still no sign of Marco. She had followed the tracks until they had vanished, no matter how much she search she couldn’t find new ones. She desperately wanted to keep searching for Marco but she was getting nowhere on her own. “Maybe I should go back to mom and explain everything, at least she could get the guards to help. But she’s probably gonna ground me for a month for this mess up.” Her mind was pulled from her dilemma by a tingling feeling, the kind that you feel when someone is watching you. Slowly turning around Star was greeted by the sight of Marco staring at her. “Marco your back!” Star couldn’t contain her joy as her boyfriend found her instead. She wanted to jump into his chest and give him the strongest hug she could give, however, the way he stared at her gave her pause. She knew that look, it was the kind of look Marco gave her when he wanted to get intimate but this was far more intense, almost bestial. The large equine shaft bulging in his pants begging for relief confirmed her suspicions, Marco was in the mood for some love.   Had it been anyone else her answer would have been a definite no, but the way Marco’s gazed at her made her feel hot. She couldn’t deny that she was curious enough to want give his new body a tryout. She approached him slowly, sauntering to him putting motion into her hips, causing her butt to jiggle with each step. She did the same with her upper body her bountiful breasts waving side to side like hypnotic pendulums. As she came to his head she grabbed it gently and pulled him close allowing him to bury it in her enlarged bosom. She felt his hot breath as he greedily inhaled her scent, Star kissed his forehead before she pulled away to keep moving. He turned his head to watch her jiggling booty cheeks. As she walked around him she laid a hand on his body, feeling the muscles underneath as she approached his pants and crouched so that she was now partially underneath him. She could see it bulging inside his pant and couldn’t help but marvel at how his pants hadn’t torn open from the pressure the equine monster was exerting. Cautiously she reached for the top part of his pants and slowly began to pull them off, of course Marco was more than happy to cooperate. Finally they came of letting the beast loose, along with it came to large swinging orbs underneath clearly filled to the brim. Despite her clear interest Marco made no attempt to take things further, instead he let Star get a good look practically posing for her to admire what he had to offer. Even after his transformation it was still the same Marco that she trusted completely.   “So want my help taking care of that Marco?” Star whispered in a sultry tone. Marco’s lustful smile was the answer she received. With her mind made up she used her magic to conjure a stand for Marco to rest his front legs on. Walking over to it with Marco close behind, his throbbing acking cock clearly visible bobbing up and down with each step. With a snap of her fingers she felt the air against her now bare pussy as her underwear was magically whisked away. Bending over underneath it she gripped it with her hands in anticipation of what was to come. Her bare moist pussy was all the invitation he needed as he eagerly positioned himself over her. Star could feel his equine shaft pressing against her entrance, she expected a single intense thrust but instead he slowly inched himself inside her. She could feel it all, every inch he claimed sending jolts throughout her body as her womb opened more and more allowing him to enter further and further. Finally with one last jolt that sent her over the edge as he had hilted himself completely inside her. Her stomach bulged from his size, yet it didn’t hurt one bit all she felt was intense pleasure. Her legs nearly turned to jelly almost collapsing from the sheer pleasure, her eyes rolled while her womb clenched down on Marco’s cock. All it had taken was that gentle thrust to give her an orgasm so mind numbingly good she nearly passed, in fact she was certain the only reason she stayed up was Marco’s cock stood firm inside her keeping her from collapsing.   Once she had recovered from her first orgasm Marco started to move in gentle, smooth motions causing her entire body to burn hot with desire. Every time he pulled out she felt a sudden emptiness only for him to come pushing back in stuffing every part of her womb with his shaft. Bit by bit Marco picked up the pace, the pleasure filled moans of Star seemed to egg him on, proud in the pleasure he brought her. What had started as a gentle motion had turned into an intense smashing of flesh. His swinging balls slapped against her ass while his length ravished her insides sparing nothing. Star was in heaven, orgasm after orgasm assaulted her mind and body. The pleasure was mind numbingly intense she never thought this level of pleasure was possible. All her worries melted away with her rational mind, all that mattered were her and Marco. As Marco started thrusting even harder than before she could sense his coming orgasm, she felt her partners rising ecstasy as his dick began to grow even bigger bulging as it prepared to release the tide of cum pent up in his sack. Her body burned with even greater desire, demanding she allow him to finish inside her, her pussy clamped down on his cock refusing to give him a chance to pull out. Each thrust affirmed that the two were more than friends, they were lovers. Her heart belonged to him, nothing and no one would tear her from him. If they did she would do anything to get back to him. Finally Marco erupted inside her, she felt his cock pumping her with a veritable deluge of cum. Her dress tore as her stomach swelled to accommodate his seed while her mind was drowned in a pleasure even more intense than before sending her over the edge once more. The tide seemed endless, she didn’t know how long it lasted but Star eagerly accepted it all. Finally it stopped, yet his cock remained erect. Star couldn’t believe what she had experienced, it was naughty beyond imagining and she loved every second of it. Here's the missing pic for those that are interested. However, Marco didn’t seem done quite yet, his shaft still ached with desire to be tended to while his balls were weighed down by unspent seed waiting for a welcoming womb. She saw his head lower and just like his monstrous cock it was clear he wanted to go for another round. Eyeing her with a begging expression Star knew that he was giving her the choice to go for round or not. Star’s heart couldn’t help but beat faster, here was the man of her dreams having made her experience the most mind boggling orgasms she ever had and he still wanted more of her. Even better he still considered her desires, anyone else would have continued heedless of her consent. There was no way she would deny herself that pleasure nor would she deny Marco access to her body.   “Fine Marco… giddy up… let me have it all!” Star moaned in between gasps.   A smile crept onto Marco’s face as he straightened his head back up and began once more to move his hips, increasing in speed and intensity with each thrust. Star’s only hoped that her body could last as long as Marco’s….   Hours later both partners were basking in the afterglow of their intense mating session. Star’s stomach had swelled only slightly more than before as most of Marco’s seed failed to find room in her stuffed oven and fell onto the forest floor leaving a large puddle of equine cum underneath her. Star’s legs had given in a long time ago leaving her held up only by Marco’s erection. Every inch of her body tingled from the assault, she couldn’t even find the breath to say anything only heavy breathes could be heard as both tried to recover from their workout. His bestial desires satisfied Marco began to backpedal pulling out his shaft from inside Star, a delighted squeal signaled the coming of another orgasm from Star. Finally with a pop his cock was free and Star allowed herself to collapse onto the forest floor, lovingly Marco brought his head down to Star who gladly wrapped them around his thick neck as he lifted her up.  Now thinking clearly she felt the weight of his seeding sloshing inside her causing her to wonder if it had been a good idea to let him fill her with some much cum. She didn’t know if pregnancy was a risk given his transformation but if it was, it was no longer a possibility but rather a certainty. Her mind flashed with images of herself, her stomach gravid with life, her breasts filled with milk to feed the unborn children. The thought sent jolts of electricity throughout her body, she mentally hoped it would take regardless of the consequences that would come with it. From the way Marco had lowered his head and was showering her stomach with kisses and long sensual licks of his large tongue, he seemed to be hoping for the same thing.   She realized she didn’t want to turn Marco back to normal. She was thoroughly addicted to the pleasure he had showed her, living without it would be hell but was it right to leave Marco in this state for her own selfish pleasure? Letting go of his neck Star stood on her own, her mind locked by the moral dilemma she faced. A series of neighs caught her attention, turning around she saw that Marco had found himself a puddle on the ground and was happily posing in front of it checking himself out. It was clear he liked the new him just as much as Star did. “Well that’s one problem solved” Star softly muttered to herself. Realizing her mother would never allow this union Star resolved to stay hidden away with Marco. Walking over to Marco she gently grabbed his head and pulled it against hers, their eyes locked together. The hint of worry in her eyes made Marco realize the seriousness of what she was about to say. “M-marco, I wanted to ask you… Do you want to stay as you are?” A gentle nodded was Marco’s answer. “Then would you be willing to live here with me, mom wouldn’t allow this to continue and I don’t want that. So… I thought we could hide out here, if you are ok with that.” Marco gently pulled himself from Star’s embrace and pressed his lips against her, Star eagerly accepted the show of affection putting her worries at ease. Breaking their kiss and their minds made up they walked side by side further into the forest, Marco hungrily gazed at Star’s ample bosom while Star lustfully eyed his large shaft and the bountiful orbs that dangled underneath. It wouldn’t be long before they would be indulging in each other, all they had to do was find themselves a nice quiet place.     Six months later, deep within the forest a rhythmic sound could be heard echoing through the woods. If one were to follow that noise they would come across Star and Marco once again in a passionate mating session just like the first time they explored their new bodies. Except that this time it would be princess Star that had changed. Her stomach had swollen tremendously as she bore triplets, it had started as a slight swelling easily mistaken for the usual inflation she got from Marco’s affection. Yet each day it kept getting bigger confirming their suspicions, they should have been worried considering the unique situation of their conception. Yet Star only felt joy and pleasure at her new figure, she loved to lovingly stroke her now sensitive belly as she felt life move inside.  Marco for his part seemed to love her new figure and the idea that was going to be a father soon, he had grown highly protective of her chasing away any remotely dangerous animal and showering her stomach with tender licks whenever he could find a moment with her. Both knew that the forest was no place to raise children and as they were inexperienced in child raising staying in the comfy cave they found was not an option. This meant they would have to go back to Mewni at some point and face the consequences of the choices, but right now none of that crossed their minds. All those worrying thoughts were tossed aside as the two love birds were in their own little world. Their own little secret paradise.

Chapter 3 - Desire and Corruption

Your eyes meet those of Ms Miller, who has dutifully been teaching the class of cumsluts, whether they’re listening or not, which they most definitely aren’t, not when they’re all drooling messes filled with your semen. “Care to actually partake in the lesson now, boy?” Despite the contents of her words, the tone she uses makes it clear she’s not being judgemental, but sincere. The slut who just swallowed your cum doesn’t mind as she idly plays with your cock. You shrug, “Why would I when I can plow some pussy?” The busty teacher rolls her eyes.  “Actually, why are you still trying to teach us when we clearly have no interest in learning?” gesturing to the half conscious girls you fucked silly, spread all around you. She tilts her head, “Because it’s my job? Just like you have to…” she pauses to find her words, “...fertilize them, I have to teach them.” “Hmm, and you don’t have any desire to be fertilized? It seems to be quite enjoyable.” A tinge of disgust appears in her eyes beneath her glasses as she adjusts them, “No, I have no desire for such a brutish thing,” nodding towards your enormous member. “Well, appearances can be deceiving, you might like it if you give it a shot. Tell you what, why don’t you do the rest of the lesson while sitting on my dick? Why don’t you do your job as a woman as well as a teacher?” patting your lap, you shoo away the girl monopolizing said dick. She sighs and walks up to your desk, teaching material still in hand. “I suppose. Since I’m a woman, I’m made to pleasure those beastly things, whether I like it or not.” Now that’s more like it. You take hold of your member and point it up, to give her a seat. Ms. Miller gets in position in front of you, standing right in front of your shaft. With her womanly stature, your huge penis almost reaches her ass even while she’s standing up. She starts to hike up her skirt as she starts reading out loud once again. Once her skirt is rolled high enough for her panties to be revealed, she pulls them down just barely enough for you to see her cute little pink slit.  Without delay, she gently takes hold of your cock with one hand and starts lowering herself down on it, barely bending her hips before your tip makes contact with her lower mouth. She pauses slightly, before continuing her journey down your lap, your cockhead entering her and making contact with her heavenly insides that eagerly wrap you in their love. Inch by inch she sinks down, bringing your pillar of man flesh deeper into her fuck tunnel, but with barely any lubrication the going is slow and tantalizing. You lean back and put your hands below your head, determined to just enjoy her mature pussy. Finally, her voluminous ass lands on your lap, the depths of her insides straining against your cock, with your glans pressed up right against her cervix, gravity pushing her body against your dick. Looking down at her ass, you can’t even see your dick buried in her, as her ass is so pushed back against you. In your relaxed state, you don’t fail to notice her lapse in teaching as you hit her deepest point, her mouth slowly opening and closing with her eyes wide open. After a few moments she seems to regain her control as she sees you smirking at her, coughing before continuing to read out loud. Of course, just because Ms. Miller isn’t showing you any love doesn’t mean her insides aren’t lovingly squeezing your length, without any input from her.  And so you sit there with a ripe cocksleeve wrapped around you without a care in the world, merely happy just to have your dick where it should be, in a woman’s warm and silky insides. After a good while you start to feel the comings of an orgasm, thinking this is a good opportunity for some teasing, you tell her “With a pussy like yours, I’m gonna cum really soon.” The woman turned cocksleeve looks back at you out of the corner of her eye, “Could you pull out when you do? I don’t want to have a kid at the moment. Certainly not without asking my wife first.” Oh.  Unfortunately for her, this sets you off immediately, causing your cock to throb and happily launch its virile seed into her fertile womb. Almost instinctively, you yet again push your cockhead right against her cervix to maximise the chances of impregnating her. Ms. Miller seems to notice as her jaw drops, with her eyes wide, alternating between looking at you and her crotch, where the veritable flood of semen is already leaking.  “Did you just cum inside me?” “Yeah. Right into your womb I imagine,” you say with a nonchalant voice, rendering her speechless. You let out a satisfied sigh, “Man, that was satisfying. For you too I imagine. I could feel how eagerly your insides were trying to milk me dry.” That seems to cause an involuntary clench of her semen filled cunt again. Still, she doesn’t respond. After a minute or so of silent glaring, she resumes the lesson once more, without a care for the cum leaking down her thighs. Eventually, the bell rings, signaling the end of class and the start of lunch time. She starts raising herself off of your cock, but you stop her with a hand on her hips. “I think you make a really nice cocksleeve, so don’t pull out just yet. Maybe when you admit you like it.” She groans, “How are we supposed to go eat lunch if you’ve got your dick inside me?” You answer her by bringing your arms under her knees and standing up, lifting her up with your cock still firmly lodged inside her pussy. You make sure to hold her low enough for your entire length to be buried in her. Like this, you walk out of the classroom and head for the cafeteria. With her filled pussy on display you walk through the hallways, many girls recording, masturbating and wishing it was them you were carrying instead. The movement provides more stimulation for both of you, and you can hear a few sharp inhalations from Ms. Miller. Not even two minutes into the walk you feel like you’re ready to bust again. Perfect timing too, as you walk by a tall girl with short hair, wearing something that barely counts as a thong, with the string digging into her pussy. You lift Ms. Miller up until she slides off your cock. Pulling away the tall girl’s thong, you line up with her entrance as best you can while you’re both standing straight and facing each other, before quickly pushing it inside. You go off instantly, spraying your baby batter into yet another whore’s stomach. Her greedy cunt coaxing out more with internal muscle contractions. Once you’ve well and truly filled her up, you pull out, bring your pillar to Ms. Miller’s entrance once again, and unceremoniously drop her down your length, causing her to let out a quiet squeak. You spend the rest of the school day alternating between creampying Ms. Miller and the nearest bimbo you can grab. Even carrying her into the teacher’s room as she goes about her day as best she can while being used as a cocksleeve. She won’t admit it, but you know she orgasmed several times judging by the twitching of her legs and clenching of her pussy. As the day goes on, the quality of the snatch you’re buried in goes up, seeming to become tighter, with its walls practically massaging you, pulsing periodically. Once the bell rings out to signal the end of school, she speaks to you for the first time in hours, “There, are you satisfied now? Or are you going to take me to your home?” You ponder for a second, before pulling out your phone and dialing your mom.  “Hey sweetie! You know, I still haven’t been able to get your bulge from this morning out of my mind,” she says with a cheerful giggle. “Hey mom, I’m gonna stay over at my fuckto- I mean teacher’s house. Just wanted to let you know,” you respond, which you are awarded for with a another rippling of Ms. Miller’s cunt. “Sure! And I heard from your sister about how many times you filled her up this morning, treat me as well soon, okay?” “Mhm, love you mom, bye.” “Love you honey, be back soon!” “Alright, now call your wife to come pick us up,” you say simply. She lets out yet another sigh as she pulls out her phone and dials it, “Hello, could you pick me up from work today?” Naturally, you can’t hear the response.  “No, my car is fine… It’s just that I can’t really drive right now, you’ll understand once you get here. We’re having a guest over.” Some short mhms and a goodbye later she’s hung up. ——  Fifteen minutes later you’re walking through the door of the Millers’ home, carrying one and letting the other walk in front of you. “I wish I could have seen my face when I saw that the guest you were talking about is a man! I was so shocked and happy that we could finally have a kid!” Harper laughed. Ms. Miller, or rather Cassandra, has a surprisingly chipper wife, with a fitting appearance, long blonde locks and loose clothes that let her assets bounce around freely while she hops around in delight. Not at all who you expected the no nonsense straight-forward Cass to marry. Speaking of Cass, as soon as her wife showed up, she’d buried her head in her hands out of embarrassment, and her pussy would spasm as soon as Harper even looked at her. You can’t tell if this is because she’s turned on by Harper or because she’s being seen by her in such a compromising position. Either way her wet tunnel’s contractions feel wonderful around your cock. Arriving at their king sized bed, you lie down and place your cocksleeve on your lap firmly, spinning her around so she’s sitting on you and facing towards you.  Harper sits next to Cass and places her hand on her stomach. You can feel the pressure of her finger against your cock through Cass’s pussy folds.  “It’s so deep inside you, it looks like it’s halfway through your stomach,” Harper says with an excited and breathy voice, as she takes off her panties and digs her finger into her cunt. “And it’s so thick I can feel it through your stomach, fuck that’s hot,” she says with a few soft moans and wet noises of her finger going in and out of her. All the while Cass’s fuck hole is getting tighter and tighter, with her expression remaining neutral. “Touch my cock through her stomach more, she got real tight when you did that,” you order the blonde haired slut. She nods and starts massaging her wife’s belly bulge, causing her pussy to grip you like a vice, forcing you to cum inside of it. The stream of semen is happily gulped up by her womb for the dozenth time. Surprisingly, this prompts a bit of a reaction from Cass as her whole body trembles and she lets out a squeal of joy, having the first orgasm where she made more than a quiet whimper. Quickly after it subsides, she covers her mouth, “That was just because of Harper, not your dirty dick.” You don’t respond. She’ll admit it eventually. Harper meanwhile, has a much more pronounced reaction than you, jumping on your chest and desperately making out with her wife, “Fuck.. that was.. so hot..” she lets out in between wild kisses. You put your arms behind your head and enjoy the view as Harper strips naked and Cass starts fingering her loving wife. Their chaos transfers to her pussy as it wildly grips, clenches and pulls your cock every which way, as if it attained a mind of its own. As you feel the next orgasm approaching, you close your eyes and simply say, “Swap.” You feel Cass rising from your member, which nearly sets you off as your glans rub her soft folds on the way out. You hear a wet slap noise as your dick hits your stomach, suddenly feeling so much colder now that it isn’t wrapped in warm pussy flesh. But you are soon relieved as you feel it being lifted up and touching against a new hole. The coldness resides as your cock is once again swallowed by a warm and welcoming cunt. Except there’s one problem, it’s not all the way in. Opening your eyes, you can see Harper trying to slide down your length, but failing. You grab her hips and slam her down onto your rod, instantly bottoming out as your cock bumps against her womb, protruding her stomach. Her pussy instantly gets to work, squeezing out your load into her brand new, unused fuckhole, seeding her womb for the very first time. You keep fertilizing the wanton whores all day, pounding them every which way, until you simply collapse from exhaustion, forced to rest by your mortal body.  As you lie there with your eyes, you can hear the sluts doing rock paper scissors. As you feel a familiar warmth engulf your cock, you open one eye to see Cass straddling you. She notices you looking and gives a small smile, “I won, so that means I get to have you inside me while we sleep,” she says as she leans down on you, using your chest as a pillow. Her velvety walls massage you in rhythmic pulses, calming you and milking yet another load as you drift off to sleep.

Chapter 3 - The car trip

AN: I managed to figure out where to take this, somewhat. But now I'm gonna be back to the drawing board unless I get another flash of inspiration. Like with the last chapter, let me know if you have any suggestions. —— You wake up and stretch your legs before gently thrusting yourself inside the pussy you’ve been buried in all night. “Mhmm~” Hannah moans as she wakes up to your cock stirring up her insides. Moving her own body in rhythm with your thrusts, you both get a nice early morning orgasm to start off the day, cumming inside her unprotected as always. A few rounds and a shower later, you’re both downstairs. Seeing your mother lying on the couch on her stomach with only a pair of thin panties covering her huge ass, you can’t help but to sit yourself on her thighs and start massaging it. Hannah sits down next to you and enjoys the sight of your ass groping. “And what do you think you’re doing young man?” Olivia asks in a stern voice. You shrug, “You’ve just got such a nice ass, I can’t help myself.” She glances to Hannah, before looking back at you and sighing, “Listen… yesterday was a fluke, okay? Doing that so brazenly, when we’re mother and son, and without protection, it’s wrong…” then she starts whispering, “But it did feel good, so I wouldn’t mind doing it every now and then, in private and with a condom on…” This prompts a laugh from Hannah, “Did being his cocksleeve feel that good? It doesn’t feel nearly as good with protection, you know.” Olivia raises her eyebrow at Hannah, “Have you not been using protection either? You’re on the pill at least? Yesterday I took a morning after pill as soon as I could.” Hannah laughs again, “Hell no. Raw cock is way better, and the pill is expensive.” Your mother looks at her with terror in her eyes, but whatever she wanted to say is interrupted by Emma walking down the stairs and waving at all of you, while rubbing the sleep from her eyes, “Morning.” Olivia quickly slaps your hands away from her ass and waves to her daughter in return, “Morning,” she says with a stern look in her eyes directed towards you. You whip out your huge dick and let it fall on your mom’s ass, as she looks at it in shock with it being the first time she’s gotten a good look at it. You wave your sister over, “Come watch me fuck mom.” Olivia looks at you and your sister incredulously as Emma sits down on the opposite side of Hannah without a word. You move your mom’s panties to the side and poke your tip against her pussy lips, causing her to let out a quiet squeak. “Waitwaitwaitwait, are you fucking her too? Without protection?” You part her meat curtains as you push your tip in, letting you taste the shallowest depths of her love tunnel, which is already showing you love with a tight squeeze.  Olivia lets out a yelp before looking at you with anger, “I told you we have to use protection, I can feel you’re not using any.” “That’s the thing, you can feel he’s not using any, raw cock meat is way better than a rubbery condom,” Hannah points out. “Yes, of course, but I can’t get pregnant with my own son’s child,” Olivia retorts. Emma rubs her stomach and sighs wistfully, “But getting knocked up feels so nice.” You feel like Olivia’s jaw is gonna fall off her face at this point. You decide this is a good opportunity to push yourself balls deep into her tight, wet pussy. Hannah lies down next to your mother and looks at her with a smile on her face as she lets out a whorish moan from having her son fill her cunt, “Being bred is what we’re supposed to do as women, and we know that because it feels so good,” Hannah declares before locking her lips with Olivia. Your sister’s hands go inside her clothes as she starts touching herself. The sweet fuckhole you’re buried in is clamping down on you like a vice, begging to be bred,  so you push yourself into her womb once more and let it all out with a groan. As you’re unloading, your father walks down the stairs. Placing your hands on your mom’s back, you start massaging her as cover. Your quick thinking is rewarded as your dad simply raises an eyebrow before giving you a thumbs up and heading to the kitchen, unaware that his son is impregnating his mom at this very moment, with his line of sight he’s unable to see Hannah kissing her, or his daughter masturbating, simply thinking you’re all watching tv. It’s good that Hannah decided to kiss Olivia, as her moans are loud even when they’re muffled by Hannah’s lips. Once your mother has finished milking your cum, you pull out, causing a rivulet of semen to leak from her despite how deep inside her you finished. Just in time, too, because just as you predicted your dad comes with coffee in hand. Hannah stops making out with your mother as you pull up her panties to hide her creampied pussy, and Emma stops being in slut mode now that another person who you aren’t fucking is around. You have some small talk, with your mother barely participating, still recovering from her breeding orgasm. You’re reminded that today is the day you head out to Sophia’s parent’s holiday home, a yearly tradition where their family takes yours and a few others - including Hannah’s - to make their huge vacation house not seem as empty. This will be the first year you go where you’ve knocked up their daughter. This also explains why the brown haired slut couldn’t come over yesterday, having to prepare everything. Speak of the devil, you hear a fervent knocking and a “Yoohoo,” from behind the door from the very same slut. You get up and answer the door before anyone else, getting a pair of giant breasts shoved onto your chest and a kiss on the mouth from Sophia. She pulls away after a few moments and puts her hand on your crotch, “This is bad, you know? I can barely make it a day without this thing, I’m addicted~” she says with lecherous eyes. Just as fast as her horniness appeared does it disappear when your dad speaks up from behind you, “Huh? Why are you here already? Aren’t we supposed to go in an hour?” Sophia puts an innocent smile on her face and walks past you, “I just thought I’d check up on my besties to make sure they’ve got everything prepared.” Sophia and your dad head to the living room as they exchange pleasantries, and you remember you need to pack.  Half an hour later you’re finished and lying on your bed as Hannah, Sophia and Emma lick your dick like a lollipop, brushing their soft tongues against your huge member and occasionally swallowing you to the base, but not for long as that renders the other two unable to do anything but watch. That said, whenever you cum, they alternate between deepthroating you and swallowing your load. That’s how you pass the time until it’s time to leave. Grabbing your bags and heading out into the driveway with your family and fuckbuddies, you greet Sophia’s parents. Isabella, a beautiful woman in a homely sort of way, long curly blonde hair framing her petite figure, plain but attractive nonetheless, also the breadmaker of the family. And Mia, an olive skinned sexbomb, with long black hair and curves to die for. Even though Sophia is adopted, you like to imagine she inherited her curves from Mia’s side of the family. Usually you would end up in the car alone with your parents, with Emma, Hannah, Sophia and her parents Isabella and Mia in one car. Which is why you’re surprised when Sophia practically forces you into their car. You’re seated in the middle seat between Emma and Hannah, with Sophia plopping herself down on your lap. She puts the seatbelt on for the both of you. “Alright, everyone ready? You checked to make sure you haven’t forgotten anything?” Isabella asks from the driver’s seat, looking at you from the rear view mirror. A cascade of “yep”s and “mhm”s follow, and soon you’re taking off with your parents following in their own car. Mia turns around and places a hand on your knee, “I’m glad you’re driving with us this time, it must be a lot more fun to be surrounded by pretty girls instead of your parents,” she says with a wink and a laugh. You chuckle and nod slightly awkwardly, aware that she’s as flirty with everyone else as she is with you. Proven when she, moments later, compliments Hannah and your sister on their ‘growth’ and says she understands why her daughter hangs out with them. They all take her comments in good fun though, fairly used to it at this point. The bumpy road makes Sophia’s fat ass wobble on your crotch delightfully, and you can’t help but start to get the beginnings of a hard on. Sophia seems to notice this as she looks behind at you with a devilish smile, before whispering, “I don’t have panties on,” and rubbing herself against you slightly. Catching her drift, you slowly and carefully get your dick out, more so worried about being seen by her parents than heard, as they’ve got a pop song playing on the radio. Once out, Sophia lifts her butt a bit to let you get your dick into position. Which is harder said than done with her skirt covering your view. She takes your cock in hand and angles it herself before slowly seating herself on your lap again. Your half hard member slips into her tight teenage pussy easily, her creamy insides wet as they are. She adjusts herself slightly once she’s hilted herself on your cock, making her soft vaginal walls rub against your glans tantalizingly. You get harder and harder and her insides get tighter and tighter as they strain against your huge invader, stretching her to her fullest. Once you feel her cervix kissing your tip you know you’re fully erect. Sophia leans back against you with a satisfied smile, “I needed to be filled like this,” she says quietly. You can see a bulge on her stomach where you’re penetrating her, her short t-shirt doing little to hide it. You can see Isabella look in the rear view mirror at you and her daughter. “So why is he with us all of a sudden?” she asks with a curious voice. Sophia seems slightly flustered when she realises how close she was to you, so she sits up straight. “I just thought it’d be more fun,” she replies simply while twirling her long brown hair. Her response contradicts her cunt’s feelings. You can tell she’s enjoying sitting on your cock immensely as her velvety insides clamp down on you. Mia waves her hands at her wife exaggeratedly, “Come now, do you really need to ask such a question?” Isabella shrugs, “I mean I’m just curious…” she says innocently. Having your dick inside her in the same car as them is no problem, but the moment they start questioning your relationship with each other she goes red as a beet. Hannah looks on with a knowing smile while Emma seems clueless. Sophia’s embarrassment translates into her teenage pussy getting even tighter around you, and you can’t hold on any longer as you launch rope after rope of semen into her, painting her walls white with your seed. Sophia’s face turns into one of bliss and her body starts to tremble as she can’t prevent a moan from leaking out. Hannah’s quick reaction saves you from discovery as she lets out a big whoop and says, “I love this song! Turn it up!” while doing a little dance from her seat. Her parents shift their attention to Hannah while you knock up their daughter, and the now louder song covers the sound of Sophia’s moans as she cums. And so you sit there with a nice cocksleeve wrapped around you as it milks out load after load while her parents are totally unaware of it, not even noticing her bulged stomach. Eventually, the car rolls to a stop in the middle of nowhere, Isabella stepping out of the car saying she has to pee. Sophia reaches to the front seat and takes Mia’s hand and places it on her stomach, “Mom, you have to try being a cocksleeve for him, it’s SO good♥, he stretches me out so well, and he hits all the best spots~” Mia’s mouth opens and closes for a few moments in surprise before she starts pressing her hand against your cock through her daughter’s stomach, “I can feel that…” she bites her lip. She looks at you with hesitation, “I don’t have any condoms that would fit you though, and I’m not on the pill, so you can’t cum inside.” You nod. She nods as well before turning to her daughter again, “Wait, you’re on the pill right?” “Yes mom,” she lies. Sophia stands up, using her hand to keep your flood of semen inside of her. Hannah jumps on the opportunity and swallows your cum covered cock whole, licking you squeaky clean before quickly standing up and taking Sophia’s place, seating herself on your lap with your cock inside her, “I just need it inside me for one moment okay? I’m just gonna cum really quick.” Sophia sits down in the front seat and Mia takes Hannah’s seat, looking on in barely restrained lust as Hannah bounces her fat ass up and down on your lap. After only a few seconds of riding you, her body starts to spasm and she falls back on you and wiggles her hips while looking back at you with lascivious eyes while her cunt convulses around your huge dick in a powerful orgasm. You hear footsteps and quickly lift Hannah off your cock and let Mia get into position, squatting over you while pointing your member towards her slick slit, panties pulled to the side to allow you to enter her. As your tip kisses her pussy lips, the door opens to reveal your mom. You all internally sigh in relief, expecting it to be Isabella. Olivia gives Mia an incredulous look, “Really?” Mia shrugs, “A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Can’t make a man with this big of a dick and not expect some women to devour him.” Mia lowers her hips and lets out a groan of satisfaction, you can see her pussy lips stretch around your cock as she slides down you. You hit her cervix and then some, your cockhead pressing against it as gravity pushes her onto you, but still it refuses to give way. Her mature pussy is just as nice as her daughter’s teenage pussy, her narrow tunnel’s soft flesh coiling around you. Mia’s olive arms go out to her sides and she shivers in pleasure, “Mmm♥. Been a while since I had one, but I don’t remember it being this nice~” Your mother sighs with longing, before catching herself and coughing, “Well, I’ll leave you to it,” she says, closing the door before heading off. Mia moans and begins to gyrate her hips on you, rubbing your tip against her deepest depths, “Raw cock does feel nice, way different to a girl’s tongue♥” The door opens and Mia practically jumps back into your lap, just in time as Isabella enters the car again. “Sorry for the wait, couldn’t find a good spot,” she says as she straps herself back in and starts the car. She looks around and notices her daughter and wife have changed position, giving a raised eyebrow but otherwise not commenting on it. Again failing to notice the outline of your gigantic cock pushing against Mia’s stomach. With such a nice olive skinned cocksleeve on your lap constricting around your invader, it’s no wonder you start to feel the comings of an orgasm. You whisper to Mia, “You’re too tight, I’m gonna cum.” Her womanhood tightens even further, as if daring you to. She nods, unfazed, “Just pull out when you do.” “How do you suggest I do that without your wife noticing?” Her eyes dart around as her brain seems to short circuit, “I… I’m not sure. Just don’t cum inside, whatever you do.” “I can’t when your pussy is so good.” Her velvety love tunnel flutters around you in response to the compliment. “Damn me and my top quality pussy~” Mia curses. “Hold it in, do whatever it takes. Because if you cum inside me, I’ll end up pregnant for sure, and there aren’t any morning after pills here in the middle of nowhere,” she continues. Her words don’t so much dissuade you as much as they cause you to want to cum even more. Your cock starts to throb and as if by instinct, her cervix opens and lets your tip inside, her body begging for your seed, she feels this and her mouth forms an O as she coos. “Let it all out♥♥” she moans, quickly reversing her attitude. She’s resigned herself to being your cumdump as she focuses on squeezing her pussy around your cock, her female instincts taking over as she just wants to milk you of as much semen as possible. And milk you she does, as a flood of semen escapes your cockhead, leaking into her womb with ease. She writhes on your lap as you plant your seed in her, unable to do anything but accept it and the pleasure that comes with it.

Chapter 3 - (Oomukade, reverse rape & Sheep girl, sleeping sex)

AN: Double chapter because it would be too short with just one of the girls and because creepy crawlies isn't everyone's thing, so if you want to skip that, read up until the fourth paragraph then skip to "In the dark of night" —— Waking up to the three wolf girls licking your cock, they try to get you to cum as much as possible, mother and daughters fighting over who gets to swallow your load. Eventually you feel prepared to start the hunt for variety, and clean up and eat while being showered in love from the cute wolf girls. The wolf girl mom explains that yesterday was a test, and if you hadn’t initiated sex with them when they were presenting themselves to you, you would have been enslaved due to your weak will. Still, you would have been treated well with how high quality your dick and semen is.  After fertilizing them one more time for good measure, you head out into the wide unknown monster girl world, excited to see what species you’ll get to fuck today. They beg you to stay and fuck them more, but you quote your duty as a summoned hero, your duty to impregnate every girl you see. Of course you don’t really care about the duty part, you just want to fuck and knock up girls. The wolf girl explains that you may come back at any time, as  summoned heroes don’t typically have a home, instead sleeping with whatever girl they knocked up that night. The street is filled with the same hustle and bustle of the day before, with it being not so early in the morning anymore, since you had to finish up with the wolf girls. While you’re taking it in and considering where to stick your dick, you notice a movement in an alley to your right, a movement that looked a lot like a girl peeking behind a building quickly hiding. You head towards it with a small smile, thinking it would be amusing if they’re the shy type and you surprise them. Inside the small alley you find… nothing. No sign of any cute, shy monster girl. Slightly disappointed, you start heading back to the main street.  But then you hear an evil cackle and a clicking of many legs. In an instant, you feel something penetrate your leg with a slight stinging feeling, retreating just as quickly. You feel a wave of warmth and coziness from the place you were bitten, and you don’t even mind as your legs give out, landing you on your back. Before you know it, your body is covered in a layer of exoskeleton and the multitude of huge legs attached to it. They quickly wrap around you and constrict you, not letting you budge an inch. You spot your attacker, and of course it’s a cute girl, what else could it be? Attached to the centipede body is the body of a human female, starting at the pussy and up, a completely normal and quite beautiful girl with bountiful breasts and long flowing black hair. The only inhuman part of her human part is her eyes, which are a bright yellow with horizontal slit pupils, and black sclera. “Ehehehehe, I caught a high quality male this time, lucky~” she says with gloating eyes and a smirk. She rubs her human body against yours with need, her squishy breasts pushing against you and pussy lips moistening your cock as she glides back and forth on it. Her poison has made your limbs jelly, being unable to move an inch, this combined with her long centipede body constraining you has robbed you of any ability to resist.  “I haven’t had a dick inside me for so long…” she continues with an evil smirk, all the while sensually caressing your body with hers, letting out feminine moans at the slightest contact. Your cock throbs with need, not only in response to her body being so close to yours, but also due to her poison, you suspect, as you started feeling significantly more hot and bothered since she injected you with it. You would thrust yourself inside her if only your muscles worked. Luckily, she finally stops her teasing and lines up her pussy with your member. She uses her dainty hands to stretch herself open, letting you see the flood of female liquids seeping out of her. “I bet you’re terrified of entering such a filthy, useless and loose pussy,” she says, voice filled with contempt. You attempt to formulate a response but only manage to sound like a blubbering idiot. Slowly, she spears herself on your throbbing phallus, and despite what she says about it, her cunt instantly wrings itself around you tightly. As you get deeper and deeper inside her, so does she get tighter and tighter, both her snatch and her insect body, nearly smothering you. Her tightness combined with the poison render you unable to do anything but cum inside her, letting out your load and coating her insides white. Her feminine arms quickly wrap around you as she starts to convulse with pleasure, her womanhood milking you for everything you have.  “Nhhg♥, thank you for letting it out inside me even if my insides feel terrible, though I know it was mostly the poison,” she whispers in your ear gently.  Once she’s drained your load, she starts to rapidly spear herself onto your massive cock over and over again, letting out whorish moans. “Fuck♥! My waste of a pussy feels so good with your amazing cock inside me♥~!” Her tongue invades your mouth and starts to dart around with fervor, muffling her moans as she thrusts against you with wild abandon, her velvety pussyflesh brushing against your glans, milking out load after load as your increased sensitivity is no match against her onslaught. You notice you instinctively start to kiss her in return. You realise the poison is wearing off somehow. You pull her head away from yours and she looks at you in shock, “How did y—? Damn it, I kissed you!” she says angrily. You’re not sure what she means, but you decide you need to clear some stuff up. You start to thrust your hips against her in sync with her thrusts as best you can with her body restraining you. She looks at you with wide eyes. “Your pussy doesn’t feel terrible, and it isn’t loose! Your pussy feels great!” She grips her chest and looks at you with puppy eyes, looking as if she’s about to start crying at any moment. Her moans still ring out through the alley as you thrust against her, her body loosening its grip and letting you move properly, to the point where she’s barely moving. “Y—you’re just saying that… there’s no way I feel good, just look at me.” You shake your head, “I’m not just saying that,” you say before hilting yourself inside her wet cunt, cockhead pressing against her cervix, and releasing another load directly into her womb. Her pussy convulses around you wildly as she’s bred, her body shaking and caterpillar legs squirming. “You didn’t need to force yourself on me like this, I would have fucked you either way.” That’s the final nail in the coffin as she loses herself in throes of pleasure, eyes rolling back into her skull and tongue dangling uselessly, all the while her cuntflesh continues milking you for dear life. You don’t give her a chance to recover as you start thrusting against her with wild abandon again, using her as a cocksleeve as she remains unable to do anything after being hit with powerful orgasm after powerful orgasm. At one point something brushes against your leg that isn’t her legs, you think nothing of it until you turn into jelly once more. Slowly, she recovers and restrains you even more tightly, but this time her eyes are filled with nothing but love.  Her thrusting resumes but even more wildly than last time, “Nobody has ever said something so nice to me before♥~! Please give me your babies♥♥!” Again the poison combined with her slick narrow tunnel forces you to cum inside her. But you feel a lot more comfortable now that she’s looking at you with affection rather than disgust. And again she kisses you, leading to you shortly regaining control of your body and fucking the brains out of her. You assume her saliva is the antidote to her poison. Seems a bit counter intuitive if she can’t stop herself from kissing her prey. You keep doing this back and forth for what feels like a short time, the memories of it a haze as you look up at the night sky with the caterpillar girl lying sleeping next to you. Guess it was a bit longer than you thought. You decide this is a good opportunity to head out, it’s not like you can drag her huge body into a bed, and you have more girls to fuck, you can’t spend all your time with just one, no matter how good her poison feels. In the dark of night you walk back into the main street with the lit lanterns as your guide. You pick a random house and knock on its doors. After a minute or so of waiting, it opens, revealing a girl with short white hair rubbing the sleep from her eyes. A pair of fluffy white ears flutter as she looks at you with her sleepy but warm golden yellow eyes, framed by a pair of curved golden horns. Her body is what you would call extra thick, with wide hips, voluptuous thighs and large breasts. She even manages to slightly tower over you. Still with that she manages to have a small waist. You can see the shape of her body despite a lot of it being obscured by fluffy white wool, it must be a unique power of a summoned hero...  Wearing nothing but a string attached to a small loincloth to cover her crotch, her voluminous breasts on display, she sleepily asks, “What do you want?” staring at your dick without shame. “Could I spend the night here?” you ask simply She glances between you and your massive member, seemingly considering something. Finally she waves you inside lazily, you quickly walk inside and she closes the door behind you. Without a word she starts heading somewhere, and you follow her wordlessly, trying your best to navigate when your eyes haven’t adjusted to the dark. The least you can do for disturbing her sleep is to not cause a fuss. Arriving at a room populated by only one giant bed filled with blankets and pillows, she flops onto it with a satisfied sigh. Small rocks embedded into the ceiling emanate a light brightness, giving visibility slightly above a full moon, while being gentle on the eyes. This lets you take in another thing that’s gentle on the eyes, her expansive ass, just sitting there and waiting for someone to grope it. The string of her loincloth is there, but there’s no loincloth covering her back side. You sit on her thick thighs, letting your massive member fall between her ass cheeks. You take one cheek in each hand and slowly massage their pillowy goodness, the sheep girl letting out a few quiet sounds of appreciation with her eyes closed. Your cock is practically submerged into her fat ass flesh, their wobbling stimulating you nicely. “Mmm, put it in already…” the girl says blearily. You oblige, lying on top of her before lining yourself up and penetrating her slowly as you dip your body down, entering her depths gradually but firmly with a deep stroke. She shows no reaction except for when you bottom out and penetrate her cervix, which offers no resistance to your large dick.  She stretches her legs, “‘s nice, fills my pussy out good~” she says lazily. Her pussy is just as lazy as she is, there are no wild muscle contractions as you reach her deepest depths, instead there’s just a rhythmic pulse of her velvety walls where they give you a tight squeeze.  As you pull out, you have to stop each time her narrow tunnel contracts around your cock, physically keeping you from pulling out, as if it wants you inside it forever. You slowly manage to bring yourself out before you head back in and stretch her cunt around you, this time her fuckhole not keeping you. “Noo… you move too much, hard to sleep~” she whines. Before you can react, she uses a surprising amount of strength to shove you off her before flipping herself onto her back and holding out her arms to you, welcoming you back, “This way better,” she says with half closed eyes. Pulling away her loincloth to reveal her cute, wet pussy, you line yourself up and let yourself sink into her womanhood again as she embraces you. Her fluffy arms wrap around you gently, and her inner walls continue their rhythmic squeezing of your cock. Being so enveloped by her fluffiness and voluminous flesh both inside and outside, you feel at ease. Soon, she starts to snore lightly. And that’s when her cuntflesh starts to slide up and down your length, her internal muscles being so strong that it feels like you’re thrusting into her, even though you aren’t moving a finger. Her silky smooth vaginal walls brushing against your glans and pressing against you so tightly practically milks your semen out, and it flies straight inside her womb. Even while she’s sleeping, her cocksleeve is hard at work at getting her pregnant, so strong are her womanly instincts. You let yourself drift off to sleep, soothed by her pussy continually coaxing out semen from you. ——  Again let me know which monster girls you want to see, I got a few planned but could always use more.

Chapter 1 - The wish

You sigh before throwing the coin into the fountain. It’s dumb. You know it’s dumb, but your hormone riddled brain doesn’t know what else to do when she’s flaunting them so obviously. Flirting with any guy that passes, not minding if they slap her ass. Again you sigh, because you almost wish you hadn’t ended up with such a sexy twin sister, always wearing loose and revealing clothing that shows off her extremely curvaceous body. But that’s not your wish, your wish is of course plowing her. What else could it be? You know it’s wrong, but all your pent up sexual frustration at never getting laid is naturally targeted at the person you know gets laid, constantly, and very loudly. She walks up to you and flicks her long sandy blonde hair, “Those guys were really nice, don’t you think?” she asks you with a bright smile. The ones who harassed you? Sure they were. At least that’s what you wanted to say, but you simply nod in response. She always treats others kindly, often to the detriment of herself, and she’s never been the sharpest tool in the shed. It’s best to let her live in her own world where guys are nice to her out of the goodness of their hearts. And so you sigh again, continuing to help your twin sister Emma shop, mostly for the occasional nip slip or the times she bends over and you get a nice view of her fat ass. ——  You stretch your legs and practically bounce off of your bed, excited for the day ahead. Because you and Emma are going to the beach with your friends. Despite all the half naked girls that are gonna be there, you’re just excited to have fun with your friends. The half naked girls are just a bonus. With that said, you still open up pornhub and crank one out so that you’re actually able to focus on anything but girls while you’re there. That taken care of, you shower and head downstairs for breakfast. Of course, your sweet sister has already cooked a healthy breakfast for both of you. A short t-shirt that shows off plenty of stomach, and a pair of mini shorts is typical Emma clothing, which is part of the reason why you decided to have a wank before you went downstairs. “Hey bro, I hope you like it,” she says with a stunning smile as she places the plates across from one another on the kitchen counter.  You return her smile and sit down on the side that faces the kitchen, “I’m sure I will, like always.” The sound of the door opening and closing makes you groan internally, knowing who it has to be. The boyfriend.  Josh comes strutting in like he owns the place, spotting you and pointing two finger guns at you, “My man. Do you know where Emma is? We were gonna have a chat before heading out.” You furrow your brows and look back to the kitchen, getting confused when you don’t spot her where she was only a moment ago. “She was just here, maybe she went to the bathroom, I don’t know.” Your words barely register with Josh as he spots the plate of breakfast that your sister poured her soul into, making it for just you and herself. Without hesitation, he takes a seat on the other side of the kitchen counter, “Siiick, I didn’t even need to tell her I was coming for her to make me some grub.” Suddenly, you feel a tugging at your zipper, quickly looking down you spot Emma sitting in front of your chair, her t-shirt pulled up, revealing those enormous mountains of flesh you’ve fantasized about for so long.  The sight leaves you stunned as she pulls down your underwear and lets your 7’ flaccid cock free. She wraps her soft hands around your member, gently bringing them up and down your length. You harden in record time, growing to your full 12’.  Josh the idiot opening his mouth interrupts you from the moment you’ve been dreaming about for so long, “Shit dude, this is so good, I can’t believe how lucky I am to land a broad like your sister,” he says with a stupid grin on his face. All the while said sister is stroking your cock right under the counter, the only thing blocking his view of her being the counter’s extended surface. Something wet and extremely delicate makes contact with your tip, almost causing you to make a noise, just barely holding it in. Looking down again, you see your sister flicking her exquisite tongue across your hard cockhead. “So uh, you gonna eat what she made for you? Or do you not love her like I do?” shitface Josh says. Realising you’ll arouse his suspicions if you don’t, you slowly and carefully dig in to the food Emma made for you, whilst trying to not show how the girl he’s raving about is licking your cock like a lollipop.  A wetness suddenly engulfs your cock, as you feel the inside of your sister’s tender and affectionate mouth rub against your glans. Her lips wrap around your girthy rod, and her tongue darts around your dick wildly. “That’s better. We have to appreciate her, you know. I especially have to appreciate her body, you know what I’m saying?” Josh the clueless says with a meaningful grin. You can feel Emma’s head start to bob up and down your huge member, going deeper and deeper each time. Soon, her lips reach your base, leaving you well inside of her throat, to the point where any normal girl would be gagging. “She lets me put it anywhere I want, you know? In whatever order I want,” Josh the brainless brags, unaware of how she’s swallowing your cock whole. “We don’t use birth control, I tell her I pull out to cum, but I really don’t, I creampie her almost every time,” Josh the dipshit says with a smug face. You drop the fork and bring your hands below the counter, putting them on your sister’s head. You bring her head down to hilt yourself inside her throat, before unloading right down her dick sucking hole. Lodged inside the slut’s warm mouth, your cock pulses and sprays her insides with a flood of semen, and with each pulse you can see her swallow greedily. Josh the imbecile sighs and stands up, “That was good, I’m gonna go see if I can find your sister though, I need her to drain me once or twice.” He starts heading for the stairs, and as he does you pull out of your sister’s wet mouth with a schlop. You back away from the counter, letting him see your hard, enormous cock. He stands there in stunned silence before a shuffling is heard, your sister starting to crawl towards you, tits swaying as she does. She kneels before you and starts licking off some drops of cum running down your length. Her boyfriend starts going through a flurry of emotions, before quickly running off without a word.  The moment the door closes, your sister stops cleaning your cock. Looking down you can see Emma with a dazed expression, looking around as if confused as to how she got where she is.  “Why am I on the floor? And why are my boobs out? And your penis too,” she asks in an innocent voice, pointing to each in turn. You stow away your still hard member and reach out a hand to her, “You don’t remember? We tripped and ended up like this somehow.” She furrows her eyebrows and takes your hand, “No, I don’t, but that makes sense.” You nod, “And Josh came here just when we were like that, and he went hysterical claiming that we were committing incest before storming off. He said you two were through,” you say with a shrug. You don’t feel good about lying to your sister, but it’s for the best, it was only a matter of time before he knocked her up and then ducked out. Her confusion turns into sadness for a moment, before she happily claps her hands, “Oh well, what do you say we head to the beach early?” After clapping her hands, she notices a bit of semen running down her hand, she looks at it curiously before licking it up, as if it was the most natural thing to do. “Sure, let’s.” ——  Arriving at the beach, Emma stops for a snack, saying she’s surprisingly hungry right after breakfast. You take this time to wonder what the fuck just happened.  All of a sudden Emma started getting you off under the counter, when she’s shown no indication of being attracted to you, ever. Wait, it wasn’t sudden. She started right when dull Josh arrived. And this timing too, the day after you threw that coin into the fountain. You think your wish really came true, sort of. It doesn’t seem to work when it’s just the two of you. Although there’s people around now and she isn’t slobbering over your cock, so you’re not sure what the logic is behind it. Oh well, all that matters is experimenting with it so you can finally fuck her tight pussy. Even with it being so early in the morning, there’s some people around as you head to the usual spot at the end of the beach, filled with huge rocks forming several somewhat walled off areas, giving some privacy. And with the obstacles leading to less people being there, you and your friends can mess around without disturbing other beach goers.  Fifteen or so minutes of sunbathing later Emma’s friends arrive, and only a few minutes after them so do your friends. You force yourself to take your mind off of the feeling of Emma’s mouth as you half heartedly mess around in the ocean with your friends.  Just when you finally got that event out of your mind for one second, Emma calls out to you. You head to the blanket and paraply you set up, mostly for the girls, as they usually take a dip for approximately three minutes before sunbathing and gossiping. And this time is no different, with Emma’s two hot as fuck friends wearing revealing bikinis and lying down outside of the paraply’s shade. “What’s up?” you ask, trying to not be too obvious as you ogle your sister and her friends’ generous assets.  She takes out a picnic basket out of the bag of beach supplies you had brought, “I’d like your help with setting up lunch.” You nod, “What do you need me to do?” She pats the blanket next to her, you oblige and sit down next to her, legs stretched lazily in a V shape. She gets up and sits down on her legs right in front of you, with her ample ass rubbing against your swim trunks, rousing your penis.  Your trunks are not like other swim trunks, you got it as a gift from someone who likes ‘out there’ fashion choices, so your trunks have a curious design, having a gap in the front like a pair of boxers. This comes in very useful now, as your sister reaches a hand inside your trunks and pulls out your half hardened cock, pulling her bikini to the side to reveal her pink innie pussy and pointing it to her entrance. You aren’t hard enough to slip inside, but that’s not a problem for long, as your member hardens your tip slides past her pussy lips and inside her tight hole. Your huge intruder gets even bigger, sliding deeper into your sister’s moist tunnel, your glans rubbing against her velvety folds. Emma seems to think this is a good time to yell, “Lunch time!” Your and her friends quickly congregate around the basket filled with home made sandwiches, all taking a seat under the paraply, seemingly unaware of how your cock is snaking its way inside your sister inch by inch. The most you get is an odd look at how closely you’re sitting. Emma not showing the fact that she’s willingly become a cocksleeve. Once everyone has taken a seat and your member is fully erect, Emma backs up slightly, until her copious ass is flush with your boxers. With your cock now fully buried within her heavenly insides, they welcome your invader with glee, gripping your length like a vice. Her drenched fuck hole gives you a restraining squeeze as your tip strains against her cervix, preventing you from doing anything reckless, with your cock of course wanting to go even deeper despite bottoming out. Your sister talks with her friends as her silken folds press against you tightly. It’s taking everything you have not to cum on the spot. Any conversation directed at you you answer half heartedly, trying to just enjoy the wet cunt wrapped around you, feeling absolute bliss. “And so I was like, you better pull out, but then when he gets off me I start feeling something drip down my thighs, and I was like, nuh uh, no you didn’t,” says her slutty friend, leading to a chorus of giggles, just in time for you to think it’s about time you pull out. Except you can’t. If you did everyone would see that you’ve been inside her all this time. And you can’t tell her to because the others would hear. You grab your phone from the bag, texting Emma to pull out immediately. She hears the message, unlocks her phone and looks at it for a moment before putting it down. Her delicate insides clench even tighter, and start massaging your length from shaft to tip, trying to milk out your cum greedily. And like that, you’re given no choice but to cum deep inside your sister’s narrow tunnel, with your tip pushing up against her cervix, spraying your load directly into her fertile, unprotected womb.  You sit there with a content smile on your face as your sister’s cunt pulsates rhythmically, providing stimulus despite her not moving a muscle except the ones inside of her. You’re not sure if she’s doing it consciously or not, all you know is this is top quality pussy. She sits there and drains your balls a few more times even after lunch ends, with only her fuckable friends left, as your friends went to go see a movie, which you declined joining. With her curvy friends moving around occasionally, it was only a matter of time before someone noticed something strange.  A girl with long straight black hair called Hannah, you think she’s called, speaks up, “Hey uh Emma, there’s something sticky on your foot there,” pointing to said foot. Emma looks at it curiously before nodding, “Thanks.” You would have stopped what she did next if only you had been able to react fast enough. She casually gets up and lets your sizable member fall out of her with a wet noise, revealing the sticky, sperm covered mess that is her ass and your trunks. She nonchalantly gets on her knees in front of you and starts licking up every drop of sperm from your member while her friend watches with wide eyes. “I… did you have him inside of you this whole time? Is that why you were sitting so close?” Hannah says in disbelief, with her other friend having noticed as well, staring blankly with her jaw dropped. Your brain goes into overdrive to find an excuse or defense, before Hannah’s eyes scan your enormous phallus. Her hand drifts down and presses against her tiny bikini bottom, “I kind of get it, I would too even if he’s my brother.” Ah. You forgot they were huge sluts, there’s no need to defend incest, as long as you’ve got a big dick it’s okay. “I won’t tell anyone as long as I get a ride on that bad boy, I’ve never seen one so big,” coos Emma’s other friend Sophia, a brown haired sexbomb. Well, if you had known showing them your dick would get you laid instead of thrown in jail, you would have done so already. You lie down and gesture towards your crotch, where your sister is dutifully cleaning up the mess she caused, “First come first serve. Emma, you can stop now, thank you.” Emmma nods and backs away slightly. The big breasted whores look at each other for a moment before rushing to get your dick inside them. The first to arrive is naturally the closest, Hannah, the girl who made the discovery in the first place. She quickly strips out of her string bikini and plops herself at the base of your dick, facing you. Emma and Sophia lie down next to you on each side. No longer covered by bikinis, you can feel their huge tits press against your skin, soft and sensitive nipples rubbing against you. Hannah wraps her small, delicate hands around your cock, barely able to touch the tips of her fingers so girthy is your cock. She brings the giant up and lets it smack against her stomach. “Jesus, this thing is gonna reach halfway through my stomach, it looks like it could split me in half,” she says with a hungry look as she puts a hand on your tip and a hand on her stomach at the same height. The bimbos to your sides bring your hands to their crotch and start grinding their pussies against you, your sister nibbling on your ear. Hannah lifts her hips until she’s high enough for your crown to kiss her lower mouth. Rubbing your flared tip between her two pussy lips before placing it right at her entrance. She holds her dainty arms to her sides and lets your cockhead rest against her entrance, dipping herself down on your member very slightly before bringing it out of her, slightly bouncing up and down your tip. Her cock riding dips slowly get longer and longer, soon she’s simply rising up your length and then relaxing, letting gravity take care of hilting your cock inside her as she lands on your lap with a slap. With your entire length inside her, her belly bulges outrageously, and her cunt looks about ready to explode with how stretched it looks. Letting out a yelp each time it hits her cervix, stretching out her deepest point despite her pussy’s protests. Over the course of her ride, her wet pussy gets tighter and tighter, until it gets hard for her to even raise herself off your cock. “I’m gonna cum,” you warn her. She quickly starts her journey up your length, trying to pull out before you knock her up. Except her cunt doesn’t seem to agree with her, as it clamps down like a vice on your cock, instantly milking out your load against your will. Hannah’s face is filled with shock before it explodes into ecstasy, her hips shaking violently and giving up completely, landing her in perfect breeding position with her cervix pressed against your tip. You almost believe she wants to get pregnant as her cervix opens up for you and lets your virile seed fill her. You feel at ease impregnating the second girl of today, deciding you’re not going to pull out in the future with how nice it feels having your cock drained inside a fertile pussy. Taking a minute to recover, you pull the blubbering mess that is Hannah off your cock.  You draw your attention to the cocksleeve you haven’t used yet, Sophia the brunette. You flip her onto her stomach and sit down below her ass, bringing your cock to her fuck tunnel’s opening and pushing yourself deep inside without any warning. She moans loudly, her pussy fluttering around your cock, delighted in being filled so forcefully filled. Her fat ass ripples as you saw into her, and you give it a good slap for being so delicious looking. With each slap her cunt blankets you in her velvety tightness, trying to coax out its intruder’s seed.  With one final thrust you push yourself against her womb and let yourself seed her baby factory as her tunnel happily encourages you with a firm squeeze. Sophia turns her head towards you with confusion, “Are you cumming?” Realisation hits her and she tries to get up, only succeeding in bringing her ass closer to you and thus her dangerously fertile womb closer to your cock. Suddenly her face changes, and it switches from one of horror to one of elation, discovering the joy of being thoroughly bred. Soon, she swivels her ass into you, as if she’s asking to be knocked up once more. You happily oblige.

Chapter 4 - The hunt and the house

You wake up with your teacher’s blonde haired bimbo of a wife whipping her hips back and forth on your cock, letting out whorish moans meanwhile. Said teacher is nowhere to be seen.  “Oh you’re awa-hnn awake,” Harper says casually while spearing herself onto your member rhythmically. “I just, ahh, had to-ooo get creampied-mhh before starting-nng my day.” You relax and let the whore ride out a load or two. You get an idea and open up your phone, texting Alex and asking her for a favor. After a few more creampies, you sit up and grab her by her legs, standing up while still invading her deepest parts. You carry your cocksleeve downstairs, where you find Cassandra putting plates on the dining table, wearing nothing but an apron, her fat naked ass jiggling as she walks. Noticing you, she gives you a bright smile, “Good morning! I thought I’d prepare some food so you’re ready to knock up as many girls as you can!” You smile in return, “Thank you.” You have a large serving of eggs, bacon and various vegetables all the while your cocksleeve is happily bouncing up and down your rod. The mix of delicious food and a tight pussy is a treat. When you finish, you unceremoniously drop Harper, a flood of semen escaping her snatch with nothing keeping it inside. Instead you pick up Cass, who purrs as you bring her down your length. Like that, Harper gives you a ride to school, and soon a man and his cocksleeve is walking down the deserted school hallway. Finally you arrive at your destination, the school gymnasium. Entering it, a beautiful sight greets you. Students, mothers, sisters and teachers all lined up in a row on mattresses in the huge gymnasium, their bottoms bare and their cunts wet. An outcry of wanton whores marks your entrance, the wall of pussy overjoyed at your arrival. All of them presenting themselves on their knees, with some being stacked on top of one another, creating pillars of ass flesh and dripping pussies. This is what you asked Alex to do, spread the word that any wanting girl could get knocked up here. Without delay, you head to the leftmost cocksleeve, putting down Cass and penetrating the whore wiggling her hips at you seductively. She lets out a gasp of pleasure, and her soft and mature pussy puts a pleasant pressure on your cock. Not good enough. You pull out and spear the next girl. Each pussy has a different texture, feel and tightness, and you’re on the hunt for the best pussy. You claim their virginities before moving on. Finally you find that one pussy that’s really able to clench and squeeze until it milks you dry. Delicate flesh that feels silky smooth on your glans. Pussy juice letting you thrust into her deepest depths without being so wet you can’t feel her every fold. In every way, it feels perfectly designed to milk cocks. Finally finding that god tier pussy, you look at who it belongs to. You’re shocked to see your very own mother, with her long brown locks and outrageous curves. “Hi sweetie♥!” she says with a luscious voice. “I hope you enjoy my pussy as much as I’m enjoying being filled up by your manly cock♥~” her inner walls rippling along your length, eager to taste your semen. Her sweet words and creamy cunt cause you to cum without delay, hilting yourself inside her and releasing rope after rope of semen poised directly against her cervix. As if on instinct, it yields to your pressure and lets your cockhead enter her womb, your virile seed dripping straight into her womb. Her entire body starts to tremble violently with the pleasure of having her own son impregnate her. “YES♥! SHOVE YOUR COCK EVEN DEEPER INSIDE ME AND LET IT ALL OUT♥~!” she demands in between whorish moans, while her fuck tunnel coaxes out everything you have to give. Once she’s well and truly drained you, she coos, “I came so many times~ thank you sweetie♥.” “I should be the one thanking you, Mom. I’ve never had such a good orgasm before.” Her face lights up with joy and her vaginal tunnel clamps down on you like a vice, forcing you to let out a groan. A few thrusts later and you’re ready to blow again, this time pulling out and forcing yourself into the lower quality pussy you’ve already tried. Letting out one or two blasts of semen pressed up against the whore’s cervix should do it, so you pull out again and move onto the next slut. You manage to hilt yourself in the third cunt before you start to run out of seed. Still, knocking up three in one isn’t too bad, and it leaves you with quite the sight as their bodies tremble while your semen drips out of them, making it obvious to anyone that you’ve used them. Finished with the breeding, you return to your mother and pick her up, making her stand up before thrusting yourself inside her once more. “Ah♥! Back for more already, honey~? Does it feel that nice inside your mommy~?” she asks with a teasing smile. She has no idea how heavenly it feels wrapped in her velvety flesh. “Your insides are the best,” you reply. Another warm smile and clench of her pussy rewards you. You grunt and walk towards the next cum dumpster while still buried balls deep in your own mother. You pull out and repeat the same procedure, going off like a volcano inside the fertile, unprotected pussies of your classmates and their mothers and sisters alike. All of whom are grateful to serve as your cum receptacles, eager to get knocked up. You enter a daze as you switch between your mom’s top tier pussy and then to impregnating the lower quality pussy. Spearing another pair of pussy lips, you let yourself paint her pussy walls white, but this time you feel an immense difference to the previous pussy. Before, you were simply content to let the cunt milk you, but now you feel like you’re being drained dry instantly. Her silky insides blanket your cock and proceed to slurp up every single drop of semen you have to give her. You were planning on knocking up one more bitch, but this one greedily took it all for herself. Even as you’re only letting out a dribble of cum post-orgasm, her womanhood is suckling on you, demanding to be bred further. You take a closer look at the cocksleeve. Long black hair and a mature yet young looking, beautiful face, her lips are curved into a smile with brown eyes looking at you reverently “Are my insides tight enough?” You nod. Her face is taken by bliss for a moment, “I'm glad to hear that. I’ve made it a goal to please the man who would take me as his own in the future.” Punctuating her point with a crushing squeeze, her well trained muscles accomplish their goal and squeeze out another load from you, mere moments after you gave her the first one. Her reaction is intense, as her face turns into one of pure gratification and gratitude, before burying it in the mattress and letting out a howl of pleasure. Her control over her pussy is great, as it doesn’t stop wringing you dry despite her overwhelming pleasure. Even her cervix gives you a kiss. She recovers after some time and looks at you with a dopey smile before coming to her senses, “I’m Rose,” she introduces herself while plugged full of cock and semen. “Hey Rose,” you reply, slightly puzzled by her attitude. “I’ve always wanted to fulfill my duty as a woman as best I can, so I trained my pussy so I can make a man cum really fast. My insides are built to make you cum, so please use them,” she begs with puppy eyes. As you pull out, her insides clamp down immensely, trying to keep you inside them. You manage to pull out with a wet plop and a grunt. “Of course,” you reply, lifting her up next to your mother. From this angle, you’re able to see her slightly toned stomach and thighs, very curvy as any other girl in this world, but a bit less fat and a bit more muscle. With that said, she doesn’t look the least bit manly, she simply has better trained muscles to milk you with. Her ass still jiggles delectably when you slap it, letting you hear her cute yelp. Your Mom gives Rose a slight wave, “Hello, I’m Catherine, I believe you’ve already met my son,” she says, gesturing towards you Rose looks almost starstruck, “Hi, I'm Rose. I hope we can do a good job in the future of pleasing your son… if he wants me to,” she says hopefully. You turn them around and shove yourself inside Rose’s pussy lips, groping both her and Catherine all over simultaneously, leading to a chorus of moans. “Yes, I’ll be sure to use the two of you from now on.” Now you switch between two premium pussies to make you cum and letting out your load inside the average pussies. Finally you arrive at almost the end of the row of pussy after hours of non stop breeding. Of course it felt great to knock up so many whores, but you’re nearing the end of your rope at this point. As you enter the final pussy, all your worries seem to slip away as it feels like you’re submerged into an ocean of blankets. Sweet cuntflesh wraps around you, and as you thrust deeper inside their incredible softness rubs against your glans, feeling like velvet coated around you perfectly, snug and delicate. Your cock truly feels at home buried in such a comfortable and smooth pussy. When you’ve made your journey to her deepest spot, you miss the feeling of her sweet and fluffy folds parting around you. Instead of Rose’s crushing tightness, she has a gentle grip on you, as if wrapping you in a blanket of love. With even the slightest movement, her softness sends bolts of pleasure through your dick. You look at the girl who has such rich insides, spotting a fellow student with curly blonde hair and deep blue eyes and a pretty looking young face overtaken by pleasure. If you had to use one word to sum her up, it would be innocence, the way she writhes from being filled with cock, the way she tries to hide her moans, the way she glances back at you, obviously wanting you to hurry and pound her more, but never saying it or doing anything about it. And now you've claimed that innocence. You take your time to plow this sensitive, hyper soft cunny, sawing in and out gently, her pussyflesh stroking you tantalizingly, building up to your orgasm. Eventually you start to throb and let out your seed in her virgin pussy, but you still rub your cockhead against her delicious folds. Reluctantly, you pull out of her heavenly insides and bring her on her feet before asking her for her name. “Julia,” she says shyly with a flutter of her eyes. Adorable, is all you can think of her. Now having knocked up the entire school, you decide it’s about time to move on. You take your teacher Cassandra, your mother Catherine, the devoted Rose and the innocent Julia and have Catherine drive you to an upscale realtor, with Rose dutifully squeezing out load after load on top of you with her trained pussy on the way. You have the girls stay in the car as you enter the realtor agency. You head up to the nearest desk worker, “Hi, what may I help you with?” she asks as she hears you approach, not looking away from her monitor. You respond by shoving your cock in her mouth, “Suck me off while you get me a nice place to stay in.” Her eyes widen before she gladly gets to work on bobbing her head on your member, her colleagues around her looking on in envy. Looking at the monitor out of the corner of her eye, she attempts to navigate her computer while deepthroating you, her wet throat feeling delightful, as if it was made to suck cock. Looking at the monitor lazily, you’re shown pictures of various abodes, all very fancy and expensive looking. “Get me something big, like a mansion.” She obediently shows you pictures and information about various mansions while her throat bulges with the outline of your cock as she takes you inside her soft mouth repeatedly. Finally you see one you’re happy with, so you put your hands on the realtor’s head and start fucking her mouth as you please, ignoring the sounds escaping her. She seems to be in bliss, having her throat abused like this. With one final thrust, you deposit your load inside her throat and she happily swallows it all. Pulling out, you state that you want this house. The realtor takes a few moments to recover before licking her lips and getting composed, “Of course, sir. I just need some personal information and I’ll get it done within fifteen minutes. I just need the government to approve of your housing grant.” You raise an eyebrow, “Housing grant? I assumed you’d just give it to me for free.” “Oh we will, we just need compensation by the government for the lost business. They’ll take care of you though, the housing grant is made to cover enough space so that you may fertilize whoever you please without any worries,” she says with a smile. “What other types of grants are there?” you ask. “There is one for anything you might need, but you’ll need to contact the local government for more information on that.” You shrug and give her your personal information, knocking up a few realtors while you wait, before getting the key and address and heading out. Soon you’ve arrived at a huge gated mansion with your harem. The building is made of expensive looking white stone, and has a large fountain in the courtyard. The neighborhood is similarly rich and upscale. Speaking of the neighborhood, the girl walking her dog on the street must be your neighbor. And what better way of greeting her than with knocking her up? You exit the car and say “Hey,” so she stops walking. You walk up behind her as she eyes you hungrily. She has long silver hair and a sexy face with a very fuckable body, barely covered by her miniskirt and tank top. You stop just behind the bimbo’s fantastic ass and hike up her skirt, your guess at her wearing no panties being proven correct as you bring your cock to her pussy and enter her freely. You sigh with satisfaction as her tight cunt wraps around your invader, the feeling of her womanhood enhanced by how easily you were able to walk up to her and simply enter her without asking for permission. Every woman in this world is your cocksleeve. Your current cocksleeve lets out a whorish moan and pushes her ass against you, trying to be penetrated even deeper despite you being bottomed out. The slut’s inner walls flutter around you, the sensations of this new pussy feeling delightful. You simply relax as the whore starts to shake her ass on your cock, her ass flesh wobbling nicely. It doesn’t take long before her slutty pussy makes you cum, painting her insides white as she so desperately wants while her body trembles. You pull out without a word and pick up the watching Cassandra, using her pussy while heading towards the mansion, the other girls right behind you. —— After a day of settling in, you’ve called the girls to your bedroom to set up some ground rules. Your bedroom is big, with a huge bed, with every girl except Rose lying down and licking your huge dick. “First off, no clothes that I need to spend a minute taking off of you before I can fuck you, so you will be wearing these,” you say, gesturing towards Rose standing to the left and holding several outfits. One outfit is a stereotypical maid outfit with a cut out of the crotch, leaving the would be wearer’s pussy in the open. The other is a simple apron and the last is a lingerie with holes for the nipples and crotch. Rose is wearing a similar getup, a tight suit with a very short skirt that leaves her pussy exposed, simply not wearing any panties, with a pair of pantyhose. “Mom, you’ll wear the apron and cook for me and the girls.” Catherine stops licking you and gives you a warm smile, “Of course dear.” “Julia, you will wear the maid outfit and keep everything clean for us.” Julia halts her nibbling of your cock and gives a small nod. “Cassandra, you will wear the lingerie and continue being my cocksleeve whenever I please.” Cassandra, sensing an opening now that the others have stopped licking you, decides to take you in her mouth to your shaft. Her warm and sticky throat feels like a good place to unload, and so you do. Catherine looks at Cassandra sternly, “Is he cumming? We said we’d share his next load, you greedy slut,” she says teasingly. Cassandra simply shrugs as she gulps down your semen. Julia looks upset, but doesn’t say anything. You ignore their quarreling, “Rose will be my personal assistant, treat anything she tells you to do as if it’s me saying it. Rose looks at you with reverence in her eyes, “Yes! I will do my best to please you!” This setup is what you decided after talking with your cocksleeves some more. Your mom had wanted to be a professional chef but the job market wouldn’t allow it. Julia has expressed that she likes cleaning things, that it’s therapeutic almost. And Rose worked as a secretary before, so she’s already got the job down pat. Cassandra has become so dependent on your cock that you feel that’s what she’s best suited for. “And one more thing, always wake me up by sucking me off or riding me.” ——  Author's note: I feel like I'm getting back in the swing of things after some suggestions from KungFuJoe let me salvage a chapter I was unhappy with. Let me know if you have any suggestions or criticism.

Chapter 1 - Lucas Learns The First Step

As he walked to the stated intersection, Lucas' mind was in overdrive, awash with doubts. After all, for all he knew, Vivien was lying through her teeth in the letter. He certainly didn't have much evidence to the contrary. Just her assurances that she was telling the truth, and circumstantial facts regarding his childhood. Even so, through all this, there was part of his mind that was firm, and he knew that it was right. He simply had to know more. This Vivien person... he needed to know what she knew. Even beyond that, he needed to know why he felt so strongly connected and attracted to her. Eventually he arrived, and looking around, he found the man in the brown trenchcoat. He was leaning against one of the buildings here, a local bank with an ostentatious architecture, and smoking. He looked bored, but content, in the long, brown leather coat, and the black hat pulled down to hide his face. Both were older in style, popular perhaps when the man's father was the man's current age. Lucas sighed, squared his shoulders, and firmly put away his doubt. He strode up to the man. “Excuse me,” he said. The man looked up, though Lucas was sure the man had already been watching him. He looked Lucas up and down, then stood up straight, and strode down the other side of the corner. Lucas frowned, but followed. They took a circuitious route, walking 6 or 7 blocks but ending up only about two away from the initial corner, where the man too a quick look around, then unlocked a black, government-style sedan. That certainly refired the doubt in Lucas's mind, but when the man opened and stood by the rear door, he got in nonetheless. The trenchcoat man shut the door behind him, and got into the driver's seat as Lucas waited. It took them probably another hour to reach their destination. Lucas estimated it as no more than 10 miles from the car's starting point, but the man took the long way around at every opportunity. It occurred to Lucas that maybe this insane paranoia was appropriate, that maybe Vivien had been telling the truth and he was up against the government here. As he got out of the vehicle in an underground garage, he pushed the doubts away again. The man in the trenchcoat showed him to an elevator, then got in with him. Lucas noted carefully that the garage, which he knew had an exit, was listed as “B-1”, and that the floor where they were going was marked “30.” It'd be a long run down if he couldn't use the elevator on the way. The shiny chrome elevator doors eventually opened with an expected chime. Lucas walked through onto the industrial carpet of a small business' office beyond, noting that the trenchcoat man made no effort to guide him any further. The elevator doors closed behind him, as he looked around at desks and small personal offices. The door to the second-largest office, paneled in an ostentatious fake wood, opened. It was about twenty feet away, to his left, and behind it was Vivien. She smiled and said, “Welcome, Lucas. Will you come here please?” And he did, stepping into the office. She closed the door behind him. As Lucas looked around, he saw that the room was pretty typical for such an office. More of that fake wood panelling, bookcases to his left and right, a sheer glass window to the side of the building before him. There were a few arm chairs to his left, and a desk between him and the window. Vivien stepped over to the chairs and put her hand out, inviting him to sat. He did so, and so did she, just to his right. “Well, Lucas, I'm glad to meet you properly,” she said, with a shy little smile. “I – you're so like your father.” She blushed a little then, and Lucas deduced that either she'd wanted his father, or she'd loved him. “You look just like he did when I first met” and she broke off, staring at her lap. He was politely quiet until she started speaking to him again. “Lucas, your father was a brilliant soldier not because he was gifted with exceptional aim, stamina, and reflexes, but also because he was a uniquely effective officer. He could command like a man who'd been a squad Captain for a decade the first day he left basic training.” She swallowed gently, and Lucas noticed how stiffly she was holding her hands in her lap. “This is not just a freak occurrence, Lucas. It came from his genetic code. He could internally synthesize a type of pheromone that people alive today have no way to block. Think back for me, please, Lucas. To any time you were having a disagreement or an argument with someone. Did you ever seem to win them over more easily than you perhaps thought at first?” And Lucas, frowning, did think back. And every relevant memory that he touched on … was exactly as she described. He decided that there was only one logical way to test this. “Vivien. Come here.” Immediately, she shot straight up and stepped over to stand straight in front of him. He looked at her. He saw fear in his eyes, but also old longing and loss that still hurt. He noted the clothing she was wearing – a gray top that hugged her chest, a small but professional skirt in black, and gray heels. Some of the porn he liked particularly much came to his mind in a sudden rush. He knew he taking a risk, but he took a breath and said, “Vivien, remove your clothing.” And in her eyes he saw a quick flicker, at almost the same moment her hands shook for just a minute. But then... She reached down and took hold of her top, pulling it up and off her head, revealing a white bra that held her large C cup breasts. She put the top down on the chair she had been sitting on, reached back and unhooked her bra, dropping it over the top. Then she reached down and slipped off her shoes, one, then the other, and they too went to the armchair. Next, her skirt came off, revealing long, shapely legs and a white pair of panties. Lastly, even those went. Her breasts were both large and perfect, he noticed, and she had shaven her pussy bare. Everything about her naked, beautiful form, screamed to him of not only her needs, but his own, as she stood there, hands folded behind her back, a slight tremor to her. “Kneel.” And with one word from him, she knelt. “What were you to my father?” A tremor to her lip there. “I was his – his slave, sworn, owned, and collared,” she said. She dropped her gaze to the floor. He reached out and brought it back to his own. “Do you want to be that to me?” he asked, searching her eyes. She gasped and dropped to the floor, kissing his boots three times each before answering. “I could never ask that of you, I'm too old,” she said, and started crying softly. He reached down and brought her naked form back up to kneeling, then touched her chin and brought her back up to look into his eyes. “Ask, if you want it,” he said to her. And the crying redoubled, but now – he could see clearly it was sheerly joy. “Please, I beg you, Lucas, I want to belong to you as I belonged to your father. I want that worse than I hav ever wanted anything, Lucas, Sir, please let me call you Master.” Master. Lucas was smiling. Vivien was crying tears of joy. Over the word “Master.”

Chapter 2 - Bargaining

Many hours later you wake, your head throbbing, mouth dry. You groan, sitting up and glancing to the side, confirming your wife still sleeps. You smile weakly, happy she's safe and getting some rest. You get out of bed, padding quietly across the floor and through the hall as you go to the bath. You notice a strange smell as you enter the water but, your mind dulled from the hangover, you focus on the task at hand. Cleaning yourself before you get out and dry off. After you dress you make your way to the kitchen, desperate to have some coffee to clear your head. The cook is there, as are many assistants, working on breakfast, he greets you with a smile. "Morning," you murmur. "Good morning, Sire! We didn't expect you up so early! The coffee is nearly ready." He nods towards a pot, bubbling away and steaming. "No problem…" You say, hoping your frustration at having to wait does not come through as you stand there with your hangover pounding in your skull and your stomach growling. As you wait for the coffee to finish brewing, you think about last night. You had a good time conversing with your wife and the orc Queen. Vynx really is exceptional, a captivating presence, interesting with her stories and contagious in her laughter. And while you may have been the butt of many of her jokes, she always seemed to know to not take it too far. You sigh as you recall the way you simply passed out after having too much of that rum. You hope Lily was not so foolish and will be able to enjoy the coming day. Soon enough the coffee is ready, the cook pours you a cup and hands it to you. The coffee is expertly brewed, smooth and rich, it goes down easy on your sore throat and upset stomach. You sit back, sipping your coffee and enjoying the quiet of the morning. As you settle in to enjoy the moment, you hear a noise from behind leading into the kitchen. You turn to look as the door opens, revealing Vynx, her yellow eyes filled with the same mirth you saw last night. She beams  and she says "Morning, hope the rum isn't still bugging you?" "I'm fine," reply. Her mirth grows, seeing how obvious your hangover is, you feel a surge of anger before she continues "Great, the way it knocked you out I figured you might be in rough shape." She claps you on the shoulder before continuing "Don't worry, I kept your wife entertained while you rested." She laughs. You nod, hoping your wife endeared herself to the orc that you might continue working towards an alliance. Vynx’s smile grows, asking "So, you have stuff to do or can we hash some more stuff out?" You don’t want to but you really should attend court, after all it’s already irregular that you ended court early yesterday. You explain, saying "I ended court early yesterday on account of your arrival, I should begin as soon as I can. We will speak in the evening, until then the hospitality of my palace is yours." "That sounds like a plan, Anon. I'll have something to eat then find Lily and I'm sure she'll show me a good time until you've dealt with all that serious business." She strides through the kitchen, looking at the food. You frown to yourself as you watch the orc. That was on the face of it exactly what you should want. You wanted the orc to stay, to find some reason to align herself with Lothian and give the Empire pause.  Her spending more time with Lily should be what you want, building a sentimental attachment to your wife was one of the most obvious ways to give Vynx a reason to stay but something about all this doesn’t sit right with you. You shake your head, pushing aside these misgivings as you make your way back to your chambers.  You approach the wardrobe, Lily stirs and looks at you as you don royal finery. Her brow furrows in concern, almost looking startled "Husband?" "Yes, my love?" Her look of concern fades, replaced by a weak smile before she says "Nothing, I hope you have a fine day at court." Your nod, unsure what else to say. You fear she may have the same dreadful hangover you do but have no time to dote on her. You give her a kiss which she returns and then you leave to make your way to court. Alone now in the bedroom Lily stares at the wall. She should feel relieved, not of her guilt but at least relieved that you will not have to face the truth. But what she feels is anger. Anger that you are so oblivious, so dull that you have seemingly no inkling how deeply you have been betrayed by her.  As if in answer to her anger a knock comes at the door. She knows who it is, Vynx. Lily is so wrapped up in her inner turmoil that she doesn't even respond, instead continuing to stare at the wall. "Good morning," Vynx says as she enters, locking the door behind her and eyeing your wife’s ample curves only partially concealed by the blankets "Already naked? How thoughtful." Lily blushes, embarrassed but mostly overcome by anger and guilt as she manages to say "Out." Vynx rolls her eyes, replying "That's how this is going to be, even after last night?” "GET OUT!" Lily shrieks, her guilt and anger at not just Vynx but also herself and you driving her near hysterics. Vynx's eyes widen and she turns around, calmly strolling out as she says "Don't hurt that lovely voice of yours, pink. Come out when you're ready, Anon is fine with you showing me around while he babies all those ridiculous pink nobles." Lily sits on the bed, tears rolling down her cheeks as Vynx leaves the room. She's angry at herself, that she's not as strong as she believed herself to be. Angry at you, that you could be so blind to first her vulnerability and second her indiscretions. But mostly, Lily is angry at Vynx, for coming into her life, for revealing just how weak you and her truly are. Lily cries for a short time, letting the pent up emotion flow freely from her eyes. But then she remembers herself. She cannot wallow in self pity or hatred, or give away the true extent of her shame and frustration. She has duties to perform; she must act as the Queen, she owes it not just to you but to the people and her children.  She strides calmly to the wardrobe, dressing in one of her ornate, modest dresses. When she comes out of the bedchamber, Vynx is waiting for her in the hallway. Those yellow eyes dart up and immediately the orc’s face loses all mirth as she sees evidence of weeping. "You alright now, pink?" Vynx says with genuine concern. That the orc cares like this after what she reduced your wife to causes another flash of rage in Lily but she clings to what little dignity she has left, saying "Of course I am." Vynx gives a look that sees right through Lily, conveying that she understands that Lily is struggling but respects that she must put up a composed exterior. That the orc has so much more insight into your wife's heart than you do adds to Lily's mounting frustration.  Vynx asks, uncharacteristically serious "If you'd rather I go find the wizard to show me around or something I can leave you be." Lily frowns, tempted to take Vynx up on her offer. What would it hurt to retreat into solitude, to relax and try to forget about all this? But she resists the temptation, too prideful to take this mercy from the orc. She replies "No, I doubt Veldoran would be amenable to such a request and I know the palace quite well, Ihave a responsibility to our guests." "Very noble, pink," Vynx says, her bright yellow eyes regaining some of their mirth. "Lead the way." They walk together down the halls, Lily intending to bring the orc to the royal gardens. On the way, though, the orc and the Queen-consort are met by your children.  Sophia is the spitting image of her mother, aside from the dark hair she got from you and a young body that is still curvy but more svelte compared to Lily’s thickness. The Princess is immediately upon them, embracing Lily as she asks "Mother! Is this our guest?” Lily hesitates, realizing she must act as if Vynx really is just an honored guest and not also the woman who she broke the sanctity of twenty years of marriage with. She introduces Vynx, saying "This is Vynx, an orc, Sovereign of the seas. Commander of the terrible warship that inspired such awe and fear when it arrived in the harbor yesterday." Your son, the pretty young crown prince who takes more after his mother than you, bows his red haired head deeply, saying "Welcome to Lothian, Queen Vynx. I was on a hunt when you arrived but have already heard word of how you bested Rikard. To tell you the truth, I'm not sure what to make of that, I’ve seen his skill and for him to be defeated that decisively is incredible." Lily smiles, pleased that her children are engaging with Vynx rather than scrutinizing their guilt ridden mother. Vynx nods, grinning as she gets another chance to explain her superiority to pinks. Soon your children are laughing or nodding in wonder at Vynx's stories as the four stroll through the opulence of the palace gardens. After a while, Vynx takes a seat on a stone bench as the Prince sits opposite, asking the orc insightful questions as he's wont to do. Lily and the Princess watch them for a time before the Princess says "Vynx is amazing, mother, I'm so glad father invited her to stay as a guest." Lily has been uncomfortable this whole time but hearing that she realizes just how vulnerable her daughter is to the orc's charms. She sees no way to protect her without giving away her shame though, so replies "I agree, dear, she has much to offer us.” The Princess nods, asking "Yes, much to offer, her stories have me captivated. Is that what you meant?" Lily involuntarily recalls what Vynx offered her last night. How she took that huge thing inside her and came again and again, losing herself in the pleasure. Her sex twitches at the memory of that, the first time she's had an orgasm, a real one not the subdued things your hands and tongue could give her. She realizes Sophia is now staring at her, wondering why her mother is blushing. Lily diverts her "Yes but not just that. Vynx showed us such skill in her duel, I have never seen such a fighter.” The Princess nods “Yes, I’ve heard, the tale is almost frightening. I am quite glad she came as a friend.” Lily smiles “As am I.” Sophia glances once more, fascinated by the orc, before saying "Well I have much to think about, mother, but I must attend my lessons soon. I love you." "And I you." Lily embraces her daughter, tighter than usual, almost betraying her inner turmoil, before allowing her daughter to leave. She feels guilty for the facade but knows there is no other way. If either of her children learn of their mother's infidelity they'll never forgive her. They will be burdened to either take that sordid truth to their grave or reveal the truth and destroy their father and thus Lothian itself. Lily watches as the Princess leaves, walking off towards her tutor's chamber. She turns back, seeing again her son and Vynx engaged in a deep conversation. He's asking penetrating questions and she sees that Vynx is holding nothing back from him.  It's more than just a platonic exchange of questions, however. They eye each other with appreciation, Vynx's comments often the same sort of brazen teasing Vynx gave her last night. Lily realizes that Vynx may have designs not just on herself and her daughter but even her son. Lily strides forward, interrupting in a voice that fails to conceal some tension "Vynx, are you prepared to see more of the palace?" Vynx looks up at her, smiling innocently "Sure!" turning back to the Prince whose face betrays slight disappointment she says "Don't worry, I'll make time for you later. How could I not for such a cute boy?" The young man smiles awkwardly, not totally sure what to make of that sort of comment, his eyes darting away from the smirking orc as he replies "Until then." Vynx laughs at the clumsy reply before strolling over to Lily. Your wife waits until they're a distance away before demanding with barely restrained anger "Stay away from my children." Vynx frowns, asking "Really, pink, I just talked with them. You sound like I walked up to your cute little prince and showed him what a real cock looks like instead of his little pink thing." Lily is stunned, rage and horror writ clear on her face. Vynx shrugs, saying "Okay let's talk this out, not here though, what if there's a pink spying on us in all these bushes?" Lily slowly nods, appreciating the orc's discretion even if she's still reeling from the casual way Vynx emasculated her son. They make their way back through the halls, Lily thanking the gods that they encounter no one of note before they're back in the guest chambers.  She glances around, this room is where it happened, where she and Vynx broke the purity of twenty years of marriage. The bed is unmade, pillows scattered and there's the familiar, heady musk of Vynx’s seed in the air. She feels sick as waves of guilt wash over her. She no longer deserves the life she has; she isn't worthy of being called a Queen. Vynx interrupts her self recrimination "Come on pink, stop agonizing. We both had a lot of fun, didn't we?" Your wife turns to the orc, tears forming in her eyes "It wasn't right, you shouldn't have done it! I shouldn't have let it happen!" Vynx sounds very serious now "Pink, you've got it all wrong. You did the right thing. What-" Lily interrupts, almost shrieking again "The right thing? The right thing would be to hand you and myself over to the headsmen! To end our lives so that the gods no longer look upon me with horror and disgust!" Vynx shakes her head, calmly telling the distraught woman "Really, pink? If that were true you would have told him and it would be done. You and I both know Anon, he's a nice guy but he's not cut out to be a King, not without you there holding his hand. You'll keep this from him because you know he wouldn't be able to handle the truth. Listen pink, if you want to spend the rest of your life wallowing in regret and boredom then fine, I can leave tomorrow." Lily's eyes widen as she realizes the orc is serious, she asks "Truly? You'll leave me and my family in peace?" Vynx nods gravely, saying "I will, pink. But is that what's best? That I take my ship, all its power, my sword, and my crew back to the seas? Leave you here with your weak King, the Empire looming, and none of the security I can offer?" Lily frowns, muttering "Security? Is that what you are, nothing more than a lecherous brute?” Vynx slowly walks forward as she explains "Well, pink, I guess you can look at it that way but really, is that fair? I’m willing to stay here, put my life on the line to help you and your people face the Empire, all I ask is that you let yourself have some fun with me. Give me a reason to protect you.” Now at arm’s length Vynx’s large hands dart forward and Lily gasps as the groping fingers sink into her rear. Still conflicted and wrought with guilt, Lily manages to push against the orc’s chest, saying "Stop!" Vynx pulls away, an expression of frustration as she says "Gods above, pink, you're lucky you've got that fat ass of yours because there's no way I'd put up with this otherwise. You're a world class tease, you know that?" She frowns, the orc's words adding to the confusion in her head. Eventually she says "I... need time." Vynx shakes her head "World class, pink... sure, make your mind up by tomorrow morning. Feel free to drop by before then because, well..." Vynx drops her pants to reveal her huge, green cock, looking as hard as it did last night. Vynx chuckles as your wife blushes and storms out of the room. Lily walks towards court, struggling to cast the image of that green monster from her mind. She arrives to see you on your throne. You're listening to a noble go on a xenophobic tirade you believe to be entirely based in irrational fear "Sire, these creatures, these... orcs. They are not like us! Their very presence threatens our way of life!" You struggle not to roll your eyes as you reply "It is true they are not like us but they have committed no aggressive action thus far. And are the dwarves not different from us? Does the ale we buy from them threaten our way of life?” The noble retorts "No, Sire, selling food is not a provocation. But the dwarves are different, they stay beneath their mountains unless they wish to trade. They respect our claim to the surface and keep to themselves. Yesterday I saw with my very eyes the unholy strength of the orc as they swatted our champion down like a fly. A ruthless response is not only reasonable but necessary to defend your people. To defend the human race!" Lily watches from the gallery above as you reply with conviction "No. There shall be no such response. Are we to reply to the orcs who have acted in good faith with suspicion, violence, or hatred? We are civilized men, we shall treat them as we wish to be treated until they give us reason not to. They will remain my honored guests and you will treat them as such.” Lily, hearing you speak of the orcs as peaceful and deserving of protection, finds herself once again confronted by the extent of your ignorance. In the end she has to wonder if you truly have no inkling of their nature, or else you are just playing ignorant in hopes that the orcs will protect you from the Empire. She does not think you are a bad man, even if you are not strong she knows that you are kind and caring to those around you.  This makes it all the more frustrating to see someone good and decent extend such kindness to Vynx. The very person who twisted that kindness and took Lily from you, changing your faithful wife to what she was now reduced to. A woman who at this very moment cannot forget the image of Vynx's cock, forget the feeling of that monster pulsating inside her, rutting her to orgasm after orgasm before filling her so completely. Lily stands there among the nobles, watching you rule over the kingdom. It is clear to all that you are a kind king, a ruler who cares about his people. Again and again you reaffirm your trust in the orcs as nobles probe your impression of their intentions.  Lily knows this is rooted in your charitable nature but it still hurts, to hear repeated ideas born of idealism and perhaps even cowardice rather than reason. If you were capable of recognizing the truth of things, you would have known better than to invite these monsters into your city, into the palace itself. As the meeting concludes and the nobles file out of the room you notice Lily standing there, staring through you. You walk up to her, saying "My love, is something the matter?" She seems to notice you for the first time, saying "Oh it's nothing, really. Merely tired from last night." You nod as you reply "Yes, I myself still have something of a headache. The nobles and all their little questions certainly didn't help." Lily smiles softly and embraces you, kissing your cheek and whispering "You did well, my love. I think dinner will do the both of us some good." You sense a certain sadness in her voice but attribute it to her fatigue, replying "Yes, let's eat." Later when you're at dinner, taking your seat at the head of the table you see Vynx is already present and engaged in a passionate conversation with your son, the Prince. You're happy to see your honored guest becoming quick friends with your boy and glance at your wife. Lily's eyes meet yours and she gives a brittle smile, still tired you suppose. She takes your hand and squeezes it gently, looking down at your ring you thank the gods you are bound to this perfect woman, you only wish you could do more for her. You look at the Princess and see Sophia is sitting beside her brother, listening with genuine interest as Vynx tells yet another story. You eat, happy that your children are getting along with your new guest. As you finish your meal Lily joins you as you leave the dining room. Vynx approaches as you walk towards the royal bedroom, greeting you and your wife warmly "Hey there, there’s more rum if you two want to have some fun like last night." You glance at Lily and see she's frozen, looking quickly away from you as you shake your head. To Vynx you smile and say "I wish we could but we are both quite worn out after our first experience with that drink, perhaps tomorrow night?" To which Vynx replies, still smiling, her yellow eyes glinting "Ah yes, tomorrow night then." With that the orc leaves, before. Lily leads the way and soon you're both in your bedroom. Lily looks at you, appraising in a way you can't quite place, before surprising you with a kiss. Her lips are soft, as is her tongue as it probes into your mouth.  She moves quickly, honestly you can't recall an occasion she's been this aggressive, certainly not in the last decade. She breaks the kiss before turning around and stripping. More and more of her soft curves and round ass come into view until finally she's entirely naked. You're rock hard but stunned. It's been weeks since she's shown any interest in sex with you, and she hasn't acted like this since the first few years of your marriage. Not about to let this pass you by, you quickly strip while she sashays over to the bed.  When you're naked you look at her and see her on the bed, supine with her thick thighs drawn back, her heavy breasts laying back in the most alluring way. Her sex glistens, showing she's wetter than you've seen in a long time. You get onto the bed and climb atop her, kissing her deeply again. You feel her hands on your shoulders, pulling you closer and you respond by pushing inside her. Her cunt is so wet, you slide in with only a slight effort. You begin thrusting, slowly at first but she bucks underneath you, encouraging you to go harder. You go faster and faster, one of your hands slipping down to work her clit, she's not as tight as you expected but you hardly notice. You moan, feeling her pussy squeeze you, her hips rise to meet your own. She sighs as you grunt, going faster and faster until you start to unload. You kiss her for a time before rolling off her, saying "I love you." As you crawl beneath the covers your wife replies "And I you." Minutes later you're in a deep sleep and Lily is staring at the ceiling.  You made her cum a single time, working her clit like that, but it just wasn’t the same. Compared to Vynx you’re simply hopeless. But she's not petrified by sadness like before. Being honest with herself she’s actually glad. Glad she satisfied you, glad she has one more reason to give in to Vynx's proposal. She leaves the bed once she's sure you're sound asleep. She gets dressed and quietly leaves the room before she slips down the hall. She finds Vynx's door ajar and enters quietly. There she finds the orc Queen, who's stripped naked and laying on the bed. Upon seeing her Vynx barks a laugh, saying "Pink! What's it been, twenty minutes?" Lily blushes, averting her eyes, upset that once again Vynx's teasing cuts to the heart of the matter. "I... I accept." Vynx smiles, her yellow eyes intense "Accept what?" "The proposal." Vynx laughs softly, stretching languidly as her huge, green cock starts to harden. She asks, enjoying Lily being made to spell out her shame "Which option?" "The one where you stay." "Ah, well then, you're right to accept. The best option, really. So, let's have some fun, alright?" As you slumber Lily nods, approaching the orc’s bed. Vynx commands her "Strip and then on your back, I love that thick, pink ass of yours but I want to see you. See your face when you get what you need." Lily obeys and is soon on her back spreading her legs wide as the orc positions herself. Vynx lines it up, her cock sliding across your wife's pussy lips before noticing your cum dripping from her slit. Vynx laughs, asking "Wait, is that what he did before falling asleep? Fucked you for a few minutes? Did his little pink thing do anything for you?" Lily can only blush, embarrassed at how totally you failed to satisfy her. Vynx asks again "Well? Did it?" "No," the Queen replies, barely able to admit the truth. Vynx grins wickedly and says "Good girl, here comes your reward." She pushes forward, slowly burying the fat, green head of her cock inside your wife's dripping, pink sex.  She knows Lily is still tight, even after the hours of fucking she gave your wife last night that was the one and only time Lily took a real cock. It's not as slow or painful as last night but the orc is careful, taking her time to spread Lily's inner walls apart and push deeper. Your wife moans as more and more of her sex is claimed by Vynx's cock. The pleasure is beyond anything you ever gave her but it's nothing compared to the ecstasy she feels as the orc's cock reaches her deepest place. Just a few thrusts later and Lily howls, her voice primal as she cums around the invading cock.  Her hips buck as the first wave crashes over her, followed by the second and third. Lily's orgasm is long and intense, the orc watches, enjoying the way your wife’s tight pussy spasms and grips her. Even more she enjoys the way Lily’s delicate features are twisted into a mask of pure ecstasy. With you Lily experienced tenderness, affection, and love. All those things are forgotten as Vynx's cock ruts your wife's cunt, pushing her into another second orgasm. All there is for her in that moment is the thick, green cock claiming her most intimate parts. The dark green shaft has streaks of white as her juices, your own meager load, and the orc's thick precum mix. Vynx watches as the human writhes, Lily's big blue eyes filled with ecstasy and worship as they look upon the orc responsible for her pleasure. Your wife moans, her hands grasping at the sheets as Vynx claims her.  The orc watches Lily’s navel, the way it bulges every time that fat cock fills her. Vynx gets faster, pounding her harder. Lily gives in again, her muscles tightening around the orc's cock as her toes curl and her body arches. Vynx enjoys watching the Queen cum on her cock, the way her orgasm shatters the delicate features of her face. Vynx leans forward, your wife gasping as the angle of the pounding cock changes. Vynx grasps the Queen's heavy breasts, tugging on them roughly as she keeps rutting. Lily cries out, her hands gripping tightly at the orc's shoulders. Vynx teases as she gropes your wife's tits, asking "Who do these belong to?" Lily looks down, her body shuddering as she answers "You!" "Fucking right they do," Vynx growls, fucking your wife even harder as she asks "And who owns this pussy?" Lily moans, her ass slapping against the bed as Vynx fucks her. "You! My pussy is yours!" The orc keeps talking even as her pounding continues "Fucking right I do. I own every part of you, pink. Your husband is just there to remind you how useless you pinks are when it comes to fucking. Now come here.” Lily gasps as the orc’s powerful arms seize her, lifting her and carrying her from the bed. Standing now, the orc’s huge hands sink into the soft roundness of your wife’s round ass as she holds her aloft. Vynx instructs “Hold on to my neck.” Lily nods and grasps the orc’s neck.  Feeling those delicate arms wrap around her neck Vynx begins. Her hips buck upwards as her arms slam Lily's ass down, driving her cock deep into the Queen's tightness, Lily screams, her thick behind jiggling in the grasp of the orc's hands.  Vynx impales the Queen again and again, using the smaller woman's sex like a fuck toy, slamming her hips into your wife's thick thighs to force that huge green cock home again and again. Lily's loud whimpers and moans are fraught as she shakes and struggles under the assault of the orc's cock. Your wife's eyes roll back in her head, her voice rising as Vynx's giant cock hammers her into another climax. The orc ignores her, keeping up her relentless pace. As the Queen's sex spasms in release, Vynx continues to thrust and pound, her dick hitting her deepest place over and over.  By the time the orc is approaching climax the curves of her green body glisten with sweat as she slams into your wife's tight pussy. The orc's thighs glisten with a mix of her precum and your wife's wetness as she works to claim Lily totally. Lily's screams are ragged, totally spent after many more orgasms, her body trembling as she clings to the orc's neck. Vynx growls as she thrusts one last time, driving her cock deep into Lily's stretched cunt. Vynx sighs as her heavy balls draw up, filling the exhausted woman.  Lily screams, her body shaking as the orc pumps her full of thick seed. Another orgasm crashes over Lily, her pussy squeezing Vynx's thick cock, wringing out as much cum as she can from the orc. The orc releases a deep groan, feeling her cock pulse inside Lily. Vynx release is huge, her cum overflowing to oozing out of Lily's cunt, dripping down the orc’s heavy sack. The orc lays Lily on her back, the human is panting, her body slick with sweat. Her nipples stand erect, her whole body flush from the exertion. Lily almost immediately slips into a deep sleep, her mind freed from turmoil by the satisfaction brought by the orc's cock. Vynx glances over, looking over your sleeping wife. The orc lays beside her panting, gazing down at Lily. The orc gently strokes her hair, before waiting some time to wake her so she can rejoin you in bed where you sleep, blissfully unaware of your utter defeat. *** Nearly two weeks later, you're unable to contain a stupid grin as you walk from court. The nobles and Imperial emissaries had all gaped in shock as Vynx humiliated the Empire’s greatest fighter, a hulking former gladiator, the greatest champion in the history of the arena named Lanius.  The Imperials had clearly expected to intimidate you and receive a plea for mercy from the Empire but you had made it clear that, with your new ally, you were not to be intimidated. Court had proceeded with an air of victory and it was something you wished to always have. Now your title, the peaceful, was finally secure thanks to Vynx and her strength. You feel powerful beyond measure, as you stride through the royal garden. You come around the corner of a hedgerow and your smile falters slightly as you take in the sight of Vynx and your wife lounging on a bench, your wife is flushed, her hair slightly disheveled, and her eyes a little red.  Vynx has a wicked grin on her face, hey yellow eyes meeting yours as she takes your attention, saying "Anon! All those silly pink nobles sing our praises after I showed them what I can do?" the orc asks, her voice reflecting the triumph you feel. You chuckle, "Indeed they did, Vynx. They'll be talking about nothing else for weeks." The orc grins even more widely, "What would you do without me, Anon?" You smile awkwardly, not comfortable admitting just how quickly you’ve become dependent on the orc. Still you have to say something, so you shrug "I don't know. I'm glad we can rely on each other." Vynx chuckles, "Me too, Anon. So, I was thinking since I've been so supportive of you, maybe you could do something about my crew?" You nod, not quite getting what she wants but open to anything. "Sure. What do you need?" "Well most of them still are cooped up in my ship, you know? It's an incredible ship, my Jackdaw, but this palace of yours is more comfortable. Surely three dozen more orcs would fit in here nicely?" Your smile falters slightly, dozens more? Likely all with that terrible strength? But Vynx has always acted in good faith, even acting as your champion in court today. Besides, you've grown to trust her. You nod, "Of course, your crew are guests in my kingdom, and they shall be treated well. My palace is open to them." Vynx pats your arm,, "Thank you, Anon, my crew are like family to me. Now I'd best go tell them to get ready. They'll want a feast to celebrate tonight, I trust that's alright?" You nod, "Of course, Vynx. We welcomed you with a feast so with more guests comes another celebration. I look forward to tonight." Vynx squeezes your arm, "Thanks, Anon! See you tonight!" With that, the orc bounces away towards her ship. Lily stirs on the bench, standing and kissing you lightly. You kiss her back, a taste you can't quite place strong on her lips. You're debating how to ask about it but she says "Another feast... and for more than forty orcs! We should inform the cooks and servants!" You chuckle, "Oh, well yes, that's right. I hope they are not too upset, they have at least half a dozen hours to prepare, I hope that’s enough!" Lily hurries and so do you, making your way to the kitchen with little curiosity towards what Vynx and your wife were doing in the royal garden before you arrived. *** An hour earlier, in the royal garden while you were performing your duties as King in court, your wife was on her knees before Vynx. Lily's delicate, pink hands worked the thick green cock as Vynx reclined on the bench and listened to your wife's begging "Please... it's been nearly a week you know..." Vynx chuckled, "A week, pink? More like four days. And that first week how many times did you cum on this cock, just laying on your fat ass as I fucked you?" Lily blushed, "I... I'm not sure, but-" Vynx smirked, "Probably a dozen times every night. What's that, a hundred times so far?” Lily nodded, "Yes... but please, I… need it.” Vynx chuckled, shaking her head "Sure, pink, tonight I’ll let you have it as long as you stop teasing and show just how much you’ve learned.” Lily moved with hunger, her tongue darting out to grab the bead of pre-cum leaking from Vynx's fat head. She sucked it into her mouth, her lips stretching obscenely as the thick shaft filled her mouth completely. Vynx moaned softly, instructing "Remember, pink, you need the right angle to fit a real cock inside you. You're not working with the King's tiny pink dick, are you?" Lily's cheeks went red, even as she moaned at the reminder of the size difference between your cock and Vynx's.  It filled her with lust and shame even as she lowered her head so she could start to take Vynx's cock into her throat. The orc sighed as your wife's warm, wet throat yielded around the shaft of her cock, taking it in inch by inch.  After a while the thick, throbbing meat was fully down her throat, her chin covered by the heavy green balls that dwarfed your own just as the orc's cock did.  Vynx sighed before gloating "You pinks always pretend this is all so fraught, that your husbands own you body and soul. Then a few weeks later you're like this, trained to beg to be fucked, trained to use your throat like a second cunt."  The Queen felt another surge of shame and lust at the orc's words, but never stopped bobbing her head, tears forming at the corner of her eyes as she kept using her throat to massage every inch of Vynx's thick shaft. The orc chuckled, leaning over as your wife kept worshiping her cock. She brought her heavy hand down to spank your wife's round ass, hard enough to hurt. The pain only excited Lily further, she moaned around the big dick, more wetness leaking from her cunt into her already soaked panties.  More pain and pleasure ran through her when Vynx used her other hand to slap Lily's other thick butt cheek, once, twice, a third time as Vynx explained "You know, pink, I trained your pussy then your throat, what's next? Training this?" Lily groaned at the thought, shame and lust mixing in her mind as Vynx continued. "That pink husband of yours never even used this hole, did he? Not like it would have done any good anyway, his little pink thing wasn’t going to do much no matter where he stuck it. Bet your cunt can't even feel his little prick anymore." Lily knew she shouldn't let Vynx talk about you like this, but the orc wasn't wrong. She still loved you but the fact was you weren't enough for her, not with Vynx's huge cock showing her what real sex was.  The queen consort moved a hand down, hiking her dress up before moving her drenched panties aside and shoving two fingers up her hot, slick pussy. She moaned around the throbbing cock in her mouth, inserting more fingers until she was wrist deep in her cunt. Vynx grinned, "You're such a slut, pink. My slutty little bitch." Lily moaned agreement, muffled by the thick rod in her throat, before the orc's teasing, the taste and feel of the fat green cock on her tongue, and her own hand stuffing her pussy sent her over the edge.  She would have screamed but the cock in her throat helped muffle any such noises.  The spasms of her throat did their work and soon the huge rod was spurting thick cum into her stomach. The hand in her pussy felt her spasms as she leaked juices onto her inner thighs. Vynx groaned, "Swallow it all, pink, your husband will be here soon and we shouldn't make it obvious what a whore his sweet, innocent wife has become." The Queen swallowed, tears staining her cheeks as she accepted rope after rope of Vynx's huge load down her throat. Finally it was done, she pulled back and coughed twice after, the warmth and thickness of Vynx's cum filling her belly.  She sighed as the queen consort's lips moved back to kiss the tip of her cock. Vynx chuckled, feeling generous in the afterglow of packing the human full of seed she stroked the silken red of Lily’s hair, murmuring "You're such a good girl, pink. I really do care for you, you know that, right?" Lily nodded, her face glowing bright with shame, shame at herself for being so weak, shame at the affection she now felt for the orc, and most of all shame at loving Vynx's monster cock so much.  She could no longer even blame Vynx, the orc was right, Lily's life without Vynx had been so dull compared to her life since that first time she tasted this thick, green cock. She looked away, licking her lips as she answered quietly, "I know, Vynx. I care about you too." Vynx sighed, leaning back as your wife cleaned every inch of her cock, greedily sucking down every bit of thick cum. Lily was almost done when she heard you approach, a flash of fear as she stood up before joining the orc on the bench. Lily sat beside the orc, who quickly hiked up her pants, watching you closely as you approached, dreading what you might say.  Instead Vynx grabbed your attention, you were always so easy to divert, and soon you had conceded to her every request before you headed to the kitchen. Now there, you and Lily explained to the increasingly stressed cooks that a feast for you, your family, and forty orcs was needed in less than six hours. Your servants bowed and assured you they would do their best, the cooks beginning to rush through the kitchen as they began to plan and prepare. You kissed your wife one more time before saying “I look forward to tonight’s feast, my love, but I should attend to my court.” She nodded, replying “Until tonight, my love.” You smile back before quickly turning, more than ready to face the nobles once more with Vynx behind you.