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taverngoodies · 5 years

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Aegishammer

Nia stretched and bared her cute little fangs in a loud yawn, throwing herself down on the plush Indoline mattress. Her party of adventurers had been in the Praetor’s study all day and half the night, trying to figure out a fix for the incident in Temperantia. Shellhead and Morag were still there now, bickering over idiotic stuff with the Urayan queen. She wasn’t going to let a little thing like international politics get in the way of her much-needed sleep … not that she’d be doing much sleeping. Nia was one randy little kitten today~ She’d been aching to slip out of her curve-hugging gold bodysuit all day and go to town until her spine gave out, and now she finally had the chance to do exactly that.

She only had time to take off her gloves before the door swung open and Mythra came in. Those succulent tits almost popping out of her scandalous outfit with every bodacious step, that giant ass and those matching hips sashaying from side to side like a fucking pendulum of sex. For a petite thing like herself, how could she NOT be jealous when confronted with that?! They didn’t make Blades like that anymore, that’s for damn sure.

“What are you doing here?” she demanded. Her thighs were salaciously thick enough to even give mighty Mythra a run for her money, and right now they were squirming together as she tried to covertly rub herself along without the Aegis knowing.

“Hey, this is my room too!” Mythra snapped back. She took a step closer, and Nia’s eyes watered. That SMELL~ Oh god, Mythra smelled so fucking good. That feminine musk of hers infected everything. It was all her fault she was like this all the time, so desperate to make herself cum at the end of a long day. The human half of her was powerless to resist the effect it had on her Blade half. It was like catnip to her.

“N-no, that’s not what I meant,” said Nia. “I mean, why aren’t you in the meeting?”

Mythra folded her arms, lifting those mouth-watering tits and squashing the huge line of their cleavage between her biceps. “I got bored. It’s so damn tedious, you couldn’t imagine. Besides, they don’t need me there for the moment, so I thought you and I could play a little game to pass the time.”

“A game?” In the midst of her rising lust, Nia was surprised to hear that. Mythra wasn’t exactly the fun, game-playing type. Not that Nia wouldn’t relish the chance to put that blonde bimbo’s superiority complex down a notch or two … but this was absolutely not the time. She had a date with her body and didn’t want to be late. “Now’s not really the best time ‘f I’m honest, Mythra - ”

Mythra completely ignored her and closed the door behind herself, taking another step into the room. Nia swallowed deeply, inhaling more of that Aegis fuck-musk. Fuuuuuuck. She was already wet enough as it was, but that smell had her pussy juicing a river into the crotch of her bodysuit. She sank a fang into her bottom lip, crossing one leg over the other so that Mythra wouldn’t see.

“Um … so what - w-what game did you have in mind?”

Mythra smiled at her through half-lidded eyes. “Maybe 'game’ wasn’t the right word. More of a show and tell … but you’re welcome to play too.”

Nia had no idea what was happening or what she meant by that. It was all she could do to focus and not frig herself raw right then and there, her present audience be damned. She wanted to scream at Mythra to leave, but nothing was coming out of her throat but dry, heavy air. Mythra was standing at the foot of her bed now, so close that her musk was almost visibly shimmering around her, drowning out everything but the raw impulse in her head. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK~

“I know what you’re going through, you know,” said Mythra. “And I saw the way you were looking at me in that hot spring. It can’t be easy for you.”

Nia stared intently at the jewelled garter belt on Mythra’s thigh with half a mind to rip it away with her bare teeth. Mythra’s words made her catch herself, and she pulled her eyes away to look up at her face. She was still smiling, but there was a deep hunger hidden in her features that the catgirl had never seen before. It shook her deep, and her pointed ears pinned back.

“D-Don’t go getting any ideas, Mythra,” she said stubbornly. “You’d have to be an idiot not to notice you and - and those things - ” She nodded at Mythra’s bountiful bosom … at that absurd swell of naked cleavage. She just wanted to launch herself into that pillowy heaven and motorboat until her face was bruised and sore.

Her intentions didn’t go unnoticed, and Mythra put a fingertip on the bottom of Nia’s chin. “I think I know just what to do to help you. Let me show you … ” She placed both hands at her stomach and took a deep breath, a bright yellow-green glow erupting over her abdomen. Nia stared in wonder - as in, wondering what the hell she was doing - but a moment later her questions were well and truly answered. There was a new addition hanging between Mythra’s legs … and when she said hanging, she MEANT it! The massive slab of cockmeat reached well past that seductive garter, as long as Nia’s arm and even thicker still, topped with a sinful mushroom tip the size and colour of a small apple. Her big new ballsack swayed behind that ponderous shaft, two fat cumtanks churning full of white ambrosia.

Nia gasped and gulped at the same time, sending her into a spluttering fit as her entire reality was suddenly rearranged to accommodate that monster twitching in front of her eyes. She’d never seen anything even half as big, not even on the monstrous creatures they’d encountered as they travelled through Alrest. “Wh - where the 'ell were you hiding that th-thing?!”

“A better question would be - where the hell am I going to hide it next?” Mythra took one more step to close the gap between them to nothing, her titanic pillar of flesh slapping about against those plush, swaying thighs.

Nia could only gape, wide-eyed and red-faced as she watched that length grow and rise, a maze of thick veins bulging beneath its previously smooth surface. When it was done engorging, more than two full feet of erect Aegis fuckpole was pointing straight at her face, that delicious head already dripping its potent preseed like a faucet and pooling on the edge of the mattress. Like a hypnosis victim she reached out with a hand to collect some of that clear dripping fluid. It was so HEAVY and THICK~ She couldn’t resist and raised it over her head, sticking out her sandpapery tongue letting it drip down into her waiting mouth like fresh-squeezed honey. Fireworks set off in the back of her mind as the taste ingrained itself into every pore of her being. It was so fucking delicious that she would never be able to taste anything the same way again! The addiction was instantaneous and absolute. For the rest of her life, the only thing she would ever want for was the juice pouring out of Mythra’s heavenly meat hammer.

There was another flash of light, and when it faded Mythra’s dress had disappeared and those fat tits were free to spill out in all of their natural glory. Every sinful curve was out in full display, from that tight waistline to those thick asscheeks, only the garter had been left strapped to her leg like some decorative slutwear. With how girthy and enormous her mighty girldick was, Nia wouldn’t have been surprised to see it turned into a cock-ring. The thought made her shiver all over again~

“So, want to play with your new toy, little kitty-cat?” teased Mythra. She tensed her cock, bouncing it in front of Nia’s hungry eyes.

“Y - Yeah … ” was all the catgirl could eke out. Her animal instincts were taking hold of her, commanding her, ordering her to worship this almighty bitch-breaker.

“I don’t believe you. Convince me.”

All hope of maintaining even a shred of self-control or dignity went right out the window, and Nia eagerly threw herself onto her back. She proudly showed off the growing dampness in the crotch of her bodysuit, and the puddle it had leaked onto the mattress, evidence of the depths of her bestial lust. “Mythra PLEEEEASE!” she pleaded, hands clutching at the sheets as she arched her back high. “I want it so bad, please, let me play with that beautiful dick! I’ll do anythin’ you want me to, anythin’ and everythin’ at all, just let me taste more of that cock juice!”

Mythra grinned victoriously. She loved breaking little bitches like this! Nothing was hotter than showing inferior cunts where their place was - on the receiving end of her mammoth desires. Truth be told, she’d wanted to have her fun with Nia for a while, admiring that fat booty from behind as every ounce of thick curve was accentuated by that suit, those plump thighs and wide hips just RIPE for the kind of deep dicking only an Aegis like her could provide. She’d meticulously poisioned the girl’s mind with pheromones for weeks without end, and now she was going to take her sweet sweet time turning Nia into her wonderful little cum-slave. “Alright, kitty, come get it,” she ordered.

Nia obediently threw herself forward, wrapping both of her dainty hands around that massive member. It was so thick that they didn’t even meet at the fingertips! She lapped and slavered all over that swollen head, her rough tongue drawing throaty sounds of pleasure from the Aegis as she devoted every living ounce of energy into worshipping that cock like she was a fresh convert. It was definitely a religious experience for her!

Her drool couldn’t come quickly enough, so she crammed two fingers into her throat to speed the process up, spitting long strings up and down the cumbersome length. She moved her hands in long, slow, hard strokes from base to tip, covering every inch of bulging flesh in mouth juice. Her lips plugged around Mythra’s finger-thick cumslit, tongue-fucking her urethra and drinking that divine precum straight from the source. There was so MUCH~ Mythra was leaking such a copious amount that she never needed to pause before swallowing down a mouthful. Every gulp pushed her frazzled mind closer and closer to orgasm, her pussy DRENCHING everything in a sheen of girlspray.

As much as Mythra was enjoying this slavish attention from her newest pet, there was only so much that one pair of hands could accomplish. Her own hands joined the fray, jacking the lower half of her cock while Nia handled the upper, with enough room left over that the two never came close to touching each other. Mythra gritted her teeth as the rate of her precum increased, turning from a steady leak to a veritable hosing. Nia’s cheeks began to BULGE with the volume as she frantically tried to swallow it down. But it wasn’t enough, and soon that amber liquid began seeping out from the gap between her stretched lips and that monstrous mouth-buster to spill over her bodysuit, the dark wet stain clinging to the perky nipples atop her small tits.

“You’ll have to do better than that,” Mythra chided. “If you don’t make me cum soon, I’m going to be VERY angry.”

Nia briefly entertained that thought, imagining what would happen if her new golden goddess cut loose. And RAVAGED her in every hole until she BURST with cum~ Her pussy squirted a fresh spritz of femcum into her crotch, and she moaned lustfully around Mythra’s cocktip as she slowly worked it into her maw. It was so HUGE that she felt her jaw creaking just to let it ram its way in, that ridge pinching against her fangs before barrelling past and slamming into the back of her throat. That sudden, bone-crunching impact set her off, her eyes rolling back into her head as the most powerful orgasm of her entire life took hold and rendered her into a quaking puddle of a girl. “MMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMM~”

Mythra growled and took the initiative, gripping Nia by her cute little cat-ears. “You know what’s coming next right?” With that she cocked her wide, milky hips and levelled the colossal shaft of her dick straight, and THRUST~ Her breedspire gouged through the impossibly tight confines of Nia’s throat and crashed into her fucking stomach. The catgirl’s trembling lips were only two-thirds of the way to Mythra’s crotch and the churning balls beneath. “Disappointing,” said Mythra, even as she relished the vice-like grip of her throat compressing her thick girlmeat.

Nia’s arms went limp at her sides as that massive cock cut off her air and slowly deprived her of oxygen. She gagged and choked and spluttered around the bulging shaft, but it and Mythra didn’t care one fucking iota about it. And neither did she~ With her dwindling strength she planted her hands on Mythra’s fucktastic asscheeks - they were far too voluminous for her to wrap her arms around - and PULLED her closer, grinding every fraction of an inch of cock she could muster into her eager mouth. She didn’t care if it killed her, she wanted to fit the whole thing into her teeny tiny throat. She NEEDED to do it.

Slowly, agonisingly, the inches began to disappear behind the sweating, spittle-drenched sheen of Nia’s lips. For every fresh bump that slid over her tongue, another dollop of thick preseed spat into her stomach, and another orgasm sent her eyelids aflutter. Every violent throb of that untameable beast in her throat sent her pussy spraying another wave of she-mist into her bodysuit as she came her fucking brains out again and again and again. Just when she thought that the impossible would remain impossible, the tip of her button nose finally pressed against Mythra’s abdomen, and those weighty balls slapped wetly against her slobbering chin.

“That’s better … ” Mythra approved and patted her pet on the head. “Now get ready for the real thing.” With that she RIPPED her cock all the way out, that fat head scraping harshly against the back of Nia’s throat and the roof of her mouth, exploding in a shower of prejizz and drool that splashed down on Mythra’s massive udders and sent them jiggling about. She cooed with lust, loving the feel of her slave’s cockslime against her perfect skin. It made her so fucking HORNY that she immediately plunged the whole godly length back down into Nia’s guts with one almighty thrust, smashing the catgirl’s face against her crotch. “Yes yes yes YES YES YES!”

Nia couldn’t speak or move or do anything but moan like a bitch in heat around that cockmeat as it plundered the deepest depths of her body. Her mind had already been broken, and now she wanted the rest of her to join it, a cum-starved mess whose only purpose in life was to be used as a cocksleeve for Mythra and that mighty flesh rod. The orgasms were coming together so thick and fast that it was impossible to separate them, save for the mindless gurgles that escaped her whenever Mythra was between thrusts.

The Aegis’s brutal treatment seemed to go on forever, but it seemed that even she had limits. Mythra howled and buried her cock as deep as it could go, hands snapping shut around Nia’s throat and pulling her down on that shaft with inhuman strength to ensure that not one piece of veined fuckpole was anywhere but inside Nia. Her ridiculous girth swelled to even greater proportions, threatening to break the catgirl’s oesophagus like a cheap balloon, and her huge nuts tensed taut against the base of her cock. Mythra let out one final, bestial scream and CAME, her cocktube blasting cannon after cannon of pent-up fucksludge into her pet.

In the sex-riddled depths of her mind, Nia remembered just how much precum Mythra had produced over the course of their debauchery, but it was still a surprise at the sheer incredible size of her load. Mythra was pumping GALLONS of jelly-thick cum straight into her guts with every spurt. Within moments her stomach was stretched to breaking point with baby batter, and with each frantic hump of the hips Mythra deposited another gargantuan flood of ball nectar into her. Her bodysuit bulged obscenely as her stomach swelled, filled with enough cum to impregnate her a thousand - no, a million times over, and soon enough she looked pregnant with twins, then triples, then quadruplets. And still Mythra’s gut-busting breedspire continued, basting her insides until there was nowhere left for it to go, and it raced up her already-far-too-full throat and SPEWED out in waves from her mouth.

It took Mythra nearly a full minute to finally empty the last vestiges of nut butter from her withering testicles, and with a contented sigh she at last extricated her mammoth dong from Nia’s thoroughly abused throat. Nia collapsed onto her back, gargling the pool of cum left in her mouth, the blissful taste reflected in her sightless eyes turned into her skull. Mythra leaned forward and STOMPED her foot down Nia’s bloated stomach, and the pool became a geyster that painted the ceiling and the walls white, drowning Nia from head to toe in a fresh layer of ballslop at least two inches thick.

“That was good … ” said Mythra, only the slightest hint of fatigue in her voice. She looked at Nia’s spread-eagled, cum-drenched form on the mattress, and her cock sprang obediently to its full, monstrous attention. “For an entree. Now it’s time for the main dish.”

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Neo + Cinder

Neopolitan gingerly opened the door to Cinder’s bedroom, making absolutely sure that the hinges didn’t creak and slipping stealthily inside. She needn’t have been so cautious - the fiery half-maiden was sound asleep, well and truly conked out by the sleeping pills she had slipped in her evening tea. Neo’s mismatched eyes gleamed with malice, watching Cinder’s voluptuous curves gently rising and falling beneath the thin silken sheet clinging to her.

She stepped in close and slid that cumbersome fabric away, revealing her boss’s naked form in all its fucktastic glory. UNF, she was so fucking gorgeous~ Her bountiful breasts squished together, highlighting her huge and sinful cleavage. Neo licked her lips, imagining the taste of those cute pink nipples as she sank her teeth into them and chewed them like the pieces of fuckmeat they were. Her wide hips just begged for someone to fuck a baby into her, those thick thighs so well toned that Neo honestly believed the girl could crush her head between them. A shiver ran up her spine, and her gaze gravitated towards Cinder’s ass.

That fat, perfect ass.

Those huge, rippling globes spilled out in all directions, so soft and supple that you could dig your fingers into them and watch as they were swallowed up by that lascivious flesh. With her tiny size, Neo was made to watch that swaying booty all day every day, the hypnotic sashay of the dark-haired beauty’s hips burned into her memory forever. Cinder could try and deny it all she wants, but she had a fuckdoll body through and through. The girl was born to be RAVISHED, and Neo intended to do just that!

The lustful little loli plunged her tiny hands into her pants, grasping the massive bulge tenting out one of the legs to double its usual thickness. Slowly, intently, she dragged her fat cock out, unfurling it from its cloth prison. The jutting head caught on her waistband, the resistance making drool form in her mouth, and she SCRAPED it up and let that pillar of flesh spill free. It was a monstrous thing, completely at odds with her innocent and childlike appearance, and that was what she loved about it~ Nothing made her stand prouder or taller than when she used her sixteen-inch cockmeat to break unsuspecting girls into cock-addicted meat toilets. She double-fisted that mammoth fuckstick, bringing it to full mast in seconds, and climbed onto the bed, straddling Cinder’s thighs. With her size, even a full erection wasn’t enough to bring its massive weight under control, gravity bowing the last few inches and pointing her cumhole down beyond the ridiculous curvature of Cinder’s ass. Dollops of clear precum dripped down and pooled in the small of her back, and Neo’s mouth hung open. God, she wanted to do it so BAD! Her hands buried themselves in Cinder’s fat globes, sinking down to the wrist and hefting them apart. Her hips flexed, sandwiching her titanic tree trunk between them and vigorously hotdogging her. It was better than any titfuck she’d ever had~

The heat of the night had lubricated Cinder’s ass with sweat, making it easy to saw her cock back and forth. The sensation was overwhelming! Cinder’s ass completely enveloped her girthy shaft, the cockhead still poking out above and drooling its pearlescent slop all over the girl’s back. It ran down her sides and collected beneath her waist, staining the half-maiden in Neo’s musky cock stench.

Neo could have kept going like that all night until she jacked herself into an orgasm, but she stopped short. She didn’t want to waste her precious load like that~ She heaved her cock free from that greedy ass, spreading her wide open again and prodding the head against her tight rosebud. She saw a trickle of moisture seeping out from the hole below it, and her eyes widened. Even when she was unconscious, this bitch was hungry for a fuck! That was it~ Neo braced and pushed, gritting her teeth with savage expectation as Cinder’s asshole tried to resist, but she slowly advanced forward until it gave away completely and accepted her arm-thick cockstick, six inches lodging themselves inside her blazing hot tunnel. A low, husky sound came from the head of the bed, and Neo’s desire gorged as she realised that Cinder was moaning! Well if that’s what she wanted, then she was going to give that bitch something to moan about, alright~

Neo snapped Cinder’s legs together beneath her, her milky thighs clapping against each other as her tight asshole clenched even harder around her invading cock. God, every move her body made was built for taking dick! She fucking LOVED it. Neo pistoned her enormous lolicock into Cinder’s hole, slowly at first to gauge the sensation but quickly speeding up. Soon enough she was battering foot-long pumps of her hips into that ass, her hypnotic fuck-globes jiggling about with a life of their own, the sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh mingling with Cinder’s insensate groans and driving Neo to new heights of ecstasy. Neo bent down and wrenched one of Cinder’s arms behind her back, partly for the added purchase and partly so she could suck on her boss’s long, slender fingers while she fucked her like a whore. Her tongue lathered each one as reverently as if they were her own cock - which thanks to her flexible body she had done on many enjoyable occasions - stuffing her mouth full to stifle her dainty moans as the pleasure of Cinder’s tight little shithole began to get the better of her.

She wanted to bury her cock inside this gorgeous meat forever and ever, but even she was no match for the raw sexual power it possessed. She softly bit down on Cinder’s fingers and gave an almighty trust, growling through her teeth as her hips collided with her sleeping beauty’s and all sixteen inches of ass-reaming cockmeat was nestled inside her. She could feel the fucking mattress pushing back against her cockhead through the slut’s stomach, a second layer of resistance to pound into oblivion as her perfect pecker rearranged Cinder’s guts to make room for her. Neo whipped up into a frenzy, her hands kneading that assflesh, spanking it until it turned an angry red, tugging on those giant globes and grinding them side to side as her cock battered deep into her bowels. She could feel it coming fast, her balls heavy with a big, churning load of thick jizz ready to go. She held herself back ever so slightly, still raping her boss’s asshole with enough force to break most women but maintaining just enough control to prolong the feeling. She wanted to remember this forever~

Her determination didn’t last long, the throbbing, heaving mass of flesh between her legs taking over and driving her into a corner. She panted, eyes fluttering, and hilted herself one last time, her huge dick straining out a thick bulge in Cinder’s stomach as her hips ground into the half-maiden’s ass. Her balls snapped tight around her shaft, and she deposited a full wave of her special cock-cream into the girl’s intestines, painting every undulating inch of her with thick white. Cinder squealed in her sleep, not even the heavy medication able to suppress the euphoric feeling of having her guts basted with thick baby-batter, the blistering heat lighting a fire in her unconscious mind. Viscous ropes drowned her bowels in steaming nut-gravy, flooding and flooding until that tight tunnel couldn’t hold any more, and it came spurting out between her asscheeks, liberally coating Neo’s crotch and stomach as she quivered through the best orgasm she’d ever experienced, eyes turning white in their sockets and her nails scrabbling mindlessly into Cinder’s cheeks. She slowly withdrew her spewing fuckpole, wincing with pleasure and pain as her prominent glans caught on every tight fold and gouged its way out into the open air. A torrent of her fresh cum oozed up out of Cinder’s well-fucked hole, seeping into the crack of her ass and riding gravity through every nook and cranny until it pooled on the sheets around her hips.

Cinder shifted, and for a moment Neo froze with fright, the movement enough to shock her cock into complete flaccidity, but she merely shimmied her shoulders and settled back into place, a satisfied smile spreading from ear to ear. Neo wiped her brow, relieved to have not been caught, but she still had work to do~

What the twin-toned pocket rocket did next was a reward all on its own, a self-delivered pat on the back for a job well done and a slut well fucked. She spread Cinder’s ass open again and dived down, burying her face in her own fresh load and tongue-fucking her boss’s cream-stuffed shithole. She licked and sucked and guzzled down as much steaming fucksludge as she could, shivering at the taste of her own cockmilk, the thick texture clinging to her throat as if to keep her from swallowing. But swallow she did, cleaning Cinder from top to bottom with her greedy tongue until the only hint of cockseed left in the room was in the stained sheets, the pungent stench of sex hanging low in the air, and whatever cockslime she had buried too deep in Cinder’s guts to lap up. That would be Cinder’s reward.

With little more than the creak of bedsprings, Neo slipped out of the room and into the hallway, folding her monster back down into her pantleg and humming contentedly to herself. This could be the start of a new nightly routine~

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Cinder + Emerald

Cinder Fall paced back and forth in her private quarters. Her glass slippers clinked loudly as she stamped them against the cold stone tiles, anger boiling inside her chest. She was fucking PISSED. Nothing had gone right today, not a single goddamn thing, from her latest failed operation to the glass of milk she’d spilled down her dress over dinner.

It was that tempestuous rage that Emerald found herself walking into, bashfully entering Cinder’s room and closing the door behind her. She knew why she had been summoned here - when Cinder fell victim to her fiery temper, there was only one way for her to calm down, and that was by taking those frustrations out on her. Emerald owed everything to her boss and was well used to being well-used by her, but that didn’t make these occasions any less frightening. She swallowed the nerves in her throat, her flesh stirring with belied anticipation and the memories of their previous encounters.

“You c-called, Cinder?”

As mad as she was right now, Cinder licked her lips at the sight of her prey. The girl had dressed herself suitably for the part she would be playing, the clothes leaving little at all to the imagination. Her big, dusky breasts threatened to spill out of the teensy green bra that tried desperately to contain them, the fat nipples already hard and poking through the fabric. Her huge, child-birthing hips sashayed hypnotically from side to side with every lusty step she took, accentuating her thin waist and her fat ass. Those fat, rippling asscheeks! Cinder bared her teeth, hungry to sink her teeth into those chocolate globes, curtained off only by the merest layer of white silk hugging her lower body. The half-maiden closed the distance with thundering pace, and she could see from the green-haired thief’s quivering expression that she was well and truly cowed into submission. PERFECT. She wouldn’t have it any other way. She slammed a hand against the wall behind Emerald, making her squeak and jump nearly a foot in the air. But that was nothing, and with her other hand she struck the girl’s face so hard that her head cracked sideways.

“Don’t you fucking speak to me out of turn!” Her cruel words assaulted Emerald’s ears even as they rang with the power of that slap, and she cast her eyes obediently downward. She LOVED it when Cinder was like this, treating her like the naughty piece of trash she really was deep down! But she couldn’t say anything, couldn’t do anything without her master’s permission, only hope that she would make her hurt more and more, dominate her like she deserved.

Cinder hooked a finger into the flimsy ribbon tied around Emerald’s wide hips. She ripped it away with a savage grin, the feeling of total control spinning the day’s anger into sheer satisfaction. She didn’t need any fancy lingerie or aromatic candles to get her in the mood. All she needed was a walking piece of meat with two eyes, a wet little mouth, rippling curves in all the right places and enough sense in her dumb-cunt head to know EXACTLY what her place was. Emerald ticked all of those boxes wonderfully … plus one more very important factor that she would be utterly useless without. The transparent cloth tumbled away and revealed her favourite toy, the mammoth fuckstick between Emerald’s legs, eighteen CUNT-BUSTING inches of fat horse cock! The smooth mottled skin seemed to go on forever, so big that the pink, flared head swung down beyond her knees~ Emerald blushed with apparent shame, but the beast below betrayed her true feelings, the coin-sized cumhole already dripping with thick strings of pearlescent pre-slop. Cinder grabbed that huge length in her hand and squeezed tight with her vice-like grip, and PULLED hard like she wanted to rip the whole monstrous thing off. Emerald winced and chewed her lip, it hurt so bad and it felt so fucking GOOD!

“Look at this fucking thing.” Cinder yanked Emerald by the hair and forced her to stare at her cockmeat, stretching the shaft towards her as she pinned the thief in place against the wall. “It belongs on a farm animal. Are you a farm animal, Emerald?!”

“Yes, Cinder,” mumbled Emerald, tears welling in the corner of her eyes as the dark-haired beauty tormented her cock. “Yes, I’m a fucking farm animal! I’m nothing but a lowly cockpig, my only job is to serve you, to make you feel good!”

Cinder sneered and jerked off that fat meat faster. Ballpaste spewed from the tip and stained her full-length red dress in dark streaks, dripping down to coat her plump thighs and running in rivulets down to her ankles. It really was an amazing dick~ How many times had she fucked herself on this giant breedspire? Enough to turn her underling into a sex-stupid slave, for sure, but no matter how much she beat and bruised and brutalised Emerald the girl never once complained. If anything, she took the punishment more eagerly with every day. If there was such a thing as love in this world … but Cinder stopped before going quite that far as the short fuse in her erupted again. This was about HER! “Get on the bed, you fucking whore!” she commanded. She pulled Emerald by that tiny bra and swung her onto the mattress, ripping it off her at the same time. Her dark breasts bounced wildly as she landed on her back, those huge orbs of soft flesh spreading out to either side of her slender torso. That huge cock wasn’t nearly so giving, the blood coursing through every throbbing inch as it reared up in all its imposing glory, a tower of sex and slutty submission, and Cinder had made it her mission to break the bitch-breaker right back on itself.

“God, I fucking love destroying you.” She stripped out of her dress, throwing it callously into the corner and revealing her luscious curves. Fingernails dug into her breasts and mauled the fucking things, and she roared like a raging dragon as the agony became aphrodisiac. Cinder clambered onto the bed after her fuckpuppet, closing a fist and PUNCHING that fuckstick so hard that it smacked Emerald square in the stomach. It bounced straight back up, and Cinder treated herself to a quick round of cock-boxing, belting the ever-loving shit out of that rigid meatpole. Emerald cried out loud every time those fists sank into her steel-hard flesh, and it only made the next shot dig in harder. Only when the screams stopped did Cinder stop, wrapping both hands around that dick - no small feat, considering her hands couldn’t even meet in the middle of that ponderous girth - and TWISTING in opposite directions. That got Emerald to pipe back up again, shrieking fit to burst her lungs as Cinder treated her dick like a fucking Christmas cracker.

“Yes, that’s it, fucking SQUEAL for me, you cunt pig!” Cinder could feel her pussy gushing its clear fluids, the excitement finally starting to melt away her sweltering anger as she took it all out on her favourite stallion-cocked slave. “Who’s your master?! Who owns this cock?! Who owns this fucking donkey-dick, huh?!”

“YOU DO, CINDER!” Emerald was convulsing, her back arching up towards the ceiling and her fat asscheeks rippling with every spasm. Hearing her name yelled out like that, there was nothing hotter in the world~ Cinder let go of her underling’s flesh-rod, well and truly pleased with herself thus far. But she wasn’t satisfied, not truly.

“You’re goddamn right I do. And don’t you ever fucking forget it.” She stepped up and positioned herself over Emerald’s quivering body. That daunting horsecock pulsed angrily, covered in red marks and pointing straight up towards her soaking pussy, ready to exact its own punishment. But Cinder was the one in control here, and the only punishment would come if Emerald didn’t put that fat fucker to good use pleasuring her cunt! “Beg for it, you slut. Beg me to reward your worthless dick with my tight pussy!”

Emerald’s breath hitched in her throat. Cinder’s pussy was leaking its feminine cum all over her cock, slathering her in girl-drool. Holy fucking mother of god it made her wild! This was what she had been put on this earth to do, to be ridden by Cinder and that tight wet cunt, just like she had done a hundred times before. “Please, Cinder! I want to feel your fucking pussy so bad! I want to feel it clamping down around my dong, I want it to make me go crazy and shoot my gutter-trash street-urchin load! Please, fuck my dick with your superior cunt! I’m nothing but your fucktoy, so please, use me and wring me dry!”

The sheer debauchery sent shivers up Cinder’s spine. She never got tired of hearing that~ She said nothing, instead lowering herself and grinding her wet cuntlips against that massive flared head, rolling her hips about as it scraped over her clit. With one finger pressed softly against that shaft she held it in place and slowly, tauntingly, millimetres at a time, enveloped Emerald’s huge dick with her slick wet folds. Then she dropped her hips and SPEARED herself on that fuckpillar~ It was her turn to scream, impaled up to her fucking guts with horse-meat, her slave’s mighty organ pushing out the skin around her belly with the imprint of its imposing shape. Emerald’s eyes rolled all the way back into her sockets, spiralling into orgasm the moment she felt that pussy close around the base of her shaft, her master effortlessly swallowing up all eighteen inches of cockflesh. But the load she so desperately wanted to pound into Cinder never came, the black-haired goddess’s pussy strangling so tight that no seed could possibly pulse its way up through her cumtube. She wouldn’t be allowed to enjoy the bliss of her release until Cinder got herself off first.

“OOOOH that’s the stuff, that’s what I like!” Cinder slammed her body down against Emerald like a savage beast, riding her stallion with reckless abandon. The girl’s pained mewls were music to her ears and drove her fat, glistening hips up and down at furious speed, the slave’s pain becoming the master’s euphoria. She had spent a long time training Emerald’s cock to be the perfect pussy-pleaser for her rough tastes, and this was the culmination of all that hard work. A monster that always knew just how to fill her every drooling crevice in all the right places, a cock among cocks that she could use to quench her ravenous libido~ Something that could completely and utterly fuck her up, and that she could fuck up, without any need for restraint. She threw her head back, arms braced on her knees as she mercilessly pistoned that gut-busting length in and out of her cunt. “YES YES YES YES YES YES - right there! OHHHHHH my god - UHNNNNHAAAA this fucking cock is mine! This big fat dick is fucking mine and I love it! That head gouges my guts out so fucking good-NNNNNNNGH!”

She hilted Emerald’s cock inside her and howled, her tongue lolling out as a mind-bending orgasm ripped her to fucking shreds~ Fountains of femcum sprayed out from her cunt and doused that fuckmeat, splattering Emerald’s dark skin with glistening girlseed, but before Cinder’s body had even fully recovered from the earth-shattering sensations coursing through her every nerve she was bouncing away again, fucking her cunt up and down that big prick like she hadn’t missed a beat. And still Emerald wasn’t allowed to spew her jizz, the ejaculate frothing in her fat nutsack and thickening with every passing second as it was kept painfully backed up at the base of her throbbing shaft. On and on the thief-girl’s torture continued, Cinder’s juicy cunt squashing her cock with more than a dozen creaming orgasms that wrung her cockflesh like a wet towel and turned her into a shaking, fuck-ruined mess. Her seething mass of rigid fuckmeat began to flag, and when Cinder felt that steel girder in her guts slowly softening she reached down and wrapped her hands tight around Emerald’s throat, wringing her pretty little neck until her face went blue and all the blood surged back into her bestial pillar.

“Don’t you ever fucking go soft on me, you miserable little cunt, or I’ll snap your neck like a twig! You hear me?!” Her teeth bared in a cock-drunk rictus, splattering Emerald with another geyser of pearly cuntslime. She could feel it now! It was finally coming, that final bone-breaking orgasm that would put all the others before it to fucking shame, she was barrelling straight towards it, edging closer and closer with every shuddering thrust as she sank her hips down onto her glorious fucktoy, taking every inch all the way down to the balls, those fat orbs still churning and crying out to sow their gargantuan load inside her. She could feel herself teetering on the edge of that chasm of paradise, spit frothing in her mouth and dripping into Emerald’s hypnotic, flailing cleavage. The poor bitch was gasping for breath, and Cinder could fucking SEE the consciousness fading from her eyes~ The dark-haired dominator gave the tiniest smile and pulled her hands away, allowing her to pull in the oxygen she so desperately needed.

That was all it took. The sensation of air finally filling her lungs after so long pushed Emerald into a realm from which there was no return. She barely had time to inhale before she was screaming louder than ever, a wave of euphoria elevating her to paradise, and her cock fucking BULGED like a hose with a kink, stretching Cinder’s cunt beyond its normal limits and releasing the grip on her shaft. The ball-batter pooling in her swollen nuts was finally free, and it erupted like a rocket shooting for Mars, cannoning into the back of Cinder’s cunt and drowning it in a gallon of fucksludge. Cinder’s shrieking cries mingled with those of her slave as that seed obliterated her guts and pushed her over the edge, her every fibre scorched into an orgasm that turned her legs to jelly, her body collapsing as wave after wave of potent nut-gravy inundated her spasming folds. It was impossible for her to contain that titanic load, the fat ropes flooding out of her cunt and spurting over Emerald’s lower body, covering the insensate thief in a pool of her own sperm six inches deep, stretching all the way from her numb nutsack to the edge of the bed and dripping noisily onto the floor in great, sticky clumps.

Five minutes later, Emerald’s monstrous deluge had slowed to a trickle, her equine cunt-buster finally allowed to soften under its own power and sloughing out of Cinder’s cunt. The puddle of cum between her legs had already cooled and set with a consistency of pudding, and her cock slapped wetly down atop it and sent droplets spraying up into the air to land on Cinder’s supple asscheeks as she laid atop her broken fuck-slave. Dollops of cock-cream oozed from her satisfied fuck-tunnel as she revelled in her bliss, the stress of the day all forgotten. “Good job … ” she sighed, reaching up with a hand to slowly pull Emerald’s face to hers. She kissed the dark-skinned girl passionately, intently, adoringly, their tongues lapping and swirling against each other, savouring the other’s taste as their bodies intertwined, Cinder weakly grinding her hips against Emerald’s as she moaned her satisfaction into her slave’s hot, sweet mouth. Emerald was a worthless fuck-drunk gutter slut and a cock-freak to boot, but she was HER cock-freak, hers and hers alone. She was never going to let her go, not as long as she could get to feel like this!

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taverngoodies · 5 years

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Weiss + Ruby

“Yes, Miss Goodwitch.” Weiss was by all accounts the perfect student. Prim, proper, pristine and perfect. Her haughty gaze glowered down at her classmates below, ever correct and yet humble enough to not have an ojou laugh. Of course, looks can be deceptive.

“Yess Mistress!” the fat assed girl cried as Weiss yanked on her leash and slammed her royal rod deep into Ruby’s hungry pussy! The raven haired slut grips the rim of the toilet bowl beneath, bent over and FUCKED by her Mistress in Beacon’s girls room. A slender blue leash wrapped around her neck, one that Weiss held with a firm grasp. Crack~! Ruby’s pert booty kisses against Weiss’ pounding crotch. The veined spire of snow white dickflesh rearranges her whoregirl’s pussy. “You’re not even worthy of my heirs~” Weiss sneers, her shaft shuddering another streak of precum into Ruby’s pussy. “Please…” Ruby’s tongue slips from her lips, her eyes rolling within their sockets. A stupid cockdrunk look on her needy, desperate face! Her tights ripped down, slinging between her knees, catching some of her cuntslime as it dribbles down her thighs. Her itty bitty titties pushed free from the weight of Weiss’ fucking. Her perfect chubby ass ripples with each of the Schnee’s thrusts. “Please, what?” the delighted smirk crept across Weiss’s lips. Her grip on that leash tightened, making Ruby wheeze with desire. “Please.. Breed me…” The drooling student rowls as her cunny clamps around that rod. The brutal pounding of the snow princess behind her had her desperate clitty twitching and throbbing wildly.

“Pathetic~” Weiss’s gush of thick, gooey pre shuddered into Ruby’s cunt as that thick cock crams against the other’s spongy cervix. That far too fat crown crams against her most private walls, battering against her womb. “Roooowl~!” Ruby’s toes curled and her body writhed, stumbling forwards she slipped into the bowl she was getting fucked against~. Her thighs melt out on the tiled floor beneath her, almost peeking beneath the stalls of the cramped little girls room. The pleasure of getting her cervix kissed was too much~ She totally fucking lost it. “Aren’t I better than you?” Weiss’s lips smacked together sweetly. “In every way!” the thoroughly fucked kitten was a complete, obedient slave to her owner~. “List a few!” THWAP~ Her pelvis punished her lazy slave’s ass. Ruby’s sloppy wet cunt squeezed around that tremendous pale cock. “Reeowr~ Your.. Dick is the best! So big and… Cumming!” Ruby didn’t stand a chance~ Barely even a copy of her former self. The enthusiastic team leader was just a braindead fleshlight for Weiss to use and abuse. Her cuntlips convulsed, squeezing tight around Weiss’s shaft! Her whole body shakes as she cums and cums! The white haired girl giggled behind her. “Honestly..” The snow princess tuts. “Well then, because you begged so nicely.” schlorp~ Squelch~ Weiss remained so dignified as her hips frantically pulverized the bent over slut’s pussy. “I’ll fill you with my babies~” “Thank you thank you~!” Ruby drooled across her chin as her mindbroken body was pounded. “But~” CLAP! The princess bottomed into the mega bootied girl. “It would be so unbecoming for the Schnee Bloodline to be sullied by you~” the haughty girl hums, holding her lap against the other’s ass. “So~ Don’t think I’m filling you with my heirs.” Weiss let out a satisfied smile as she purred. “I’m filling you with my bastards instead~” and with that, the girl tilts her head back, and gave one final thrust~.

Splrrrrrrt~ Her royal shaft tensed up daintily as it pours an endless torrent of her supreme seed into her mewling bitchmeat’s fertile little pussy. As Weiss came, she loosened her grip on the leash. Ruby’s head slips down towards the toilet seat now that she wasn’t forced into her slutty position~. She drools openly as the hot, white seed fills her belly. Rope after rope of thick, creamy seed began to pour into Ruby’s womb. After months of anal creampies, she was finally given what she’d been conditioned to crave. Her belly bulges obscenely as the continuous stream of Schnee seed hoses down her belly. “They’re raping me~.” Ruby’s eyes filled with slutty hearts. Squatting her ass back onto Weiss’s dick as best she can manage! Clumsily grinding her toned assmeat along that lap. “They’re raping my eggs~.” Her shuddering body pants and collapses, a dignified laugh fills the tiny bathroom.

“Of course I’ll stay after class.” Weiss cocked a brow down at her teacher. The busty blonde nodded her head firmly, and continued with the lesson.

Rope after rope of hot, royal cum clogs up Ruby’s nasty cunt. The royal seed did just what Ruby had said. Pumping her full of young. With a wave of her hand, Ruby’s skin began to burn. She hisses and writhes as the icy cold sensation marks her ass. “Good breedmare.” Weiss hums so sweetly as Rubies ass was marked with a distinct, intricate snowflake design. “T-Thaank you!” Ruby had long lost count of her orgasms, but she knew she was Cumming again. “Now if you’ll excuse me.” schlooorPWAP~! Weiss yanks free from her fuckdoll’s onahole pussy. The last strands of her seed strike her ass, sizzling against the ice cold brand she left on Rubies phat ass. “I have a class to attend.” she gave a gentle shove to Rubies face, leaning over the girl to flush the toilet. Ruby was left, gurgling and trying not to drown. Swirlied by her mistress. Hanging out of the toilet, her stretched out slit oozing a steady stream of thick, hot Schnee spunk. Splat~ A globule of the cream dribbled from her bubbling cuntlips, her stretched and gaped slit was totally ruined. Splattering her seed onto the tights beneath her.

“Your teammate, Ruby Rose.” Glynda sat opposite the princess. Weiss didn’t even look like she was checking out Glynda’s fat tits. Her skirt twitches lazily at the mere thought. “I’ve heard some uncouth rumors about her.” Glynda adjusted her glasses . “I’ll be sure to have a word with her?” Weiss hummed, glancing down approvingly at the teacher. “Yes.” Glynda nodded her head, shifting in her seat to reveal her utterly titanic slab of dickmeat. At least twice the size off Weiss’s own mighty monster! “Be sure to, or I’ll have a word with both of you.” Glynda stared right into Weiss’s eyes as she spoke, softly jerking the very base of her monstrous bitchbreaker. Weiss gulped, hard. But seeing Glynda with a dick so fat just made her want to own her even more. Her skirt twitches again, splurting a strand of pre into her dress. “Of course~.”

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Blake + Kali

Blake looked around nervously, making sure nobody was following her before she slipped into the women’s bathroom. The stall next to the wall was empty, and she hurried inside and closed the latch behind her. The cubicle was clean and bare, save for the large hole to her side, its edges covered in black tape. The catgirl eyed it dubiously - someone was certainly thinking much of themselves, to cut a hole that big. What were they planning on sending through, a tree trunk?

As ridiculous as it sounded, the thought had her chewing her lip. She sat down, the bountiful globes of her ass threatening to spill over the sides of the seat, rubbing her fat, milky thighs together through her hot black leather pants. The catgirl had never done this kind of thing before, and the thrill of the unknown was egging her forward … there was only one reason for her to come here, and she intended to follow it through to the end no matter what size she encountered. She ran her tongue across her cute little fangs and over her luscious lips, raising her hand and knocking three times on the wall.

“Hello?”

There was a flicker of movement beyond the hole, and Blake thought she heard someone chuckling. A moment later she was met with, without a doubt, the most absurdly huge piece of cockmeat she had ever seen in her life, and she squeaked in fright as the titanic pillar of flesh jutted out from the wall, bouncing and throbbing in place before her wide yellow eyes. It was so. Fucking. MASSIVE. It was longer than her arm and even thicker still, covered in cruel-looking barbs and tipped with an angry red head the size of her fist - a monster cock in every definition she knew and every definition she didn’t. Two grapefruit-sized nuts hung at the base of the shaft, smooth and hairless and, she knew just from looking, churning full to the brim with thick, rich cum. The mammoth size was mindblowing enough, but it wasn’t what consumed her attention. It was the smell~ That fucking musk! Just a whiff of it had Blake absolutely flooding in her panties, her cunt quivering with desire, the drool pooling in her mouth and her throat turning dry. Even from where she sat she could literally feel the heat radiating from its pulsating length.

“Oh - oh god … ” she gasped. The cubicle steamed with a mixture of that cock’s fuck-odour and her copious juices, and the lingering doubts she had brought with her to this hole-in-the-wall evaporated along with it. With shaking hands she guided herself onto the floor, kneeling reverently before the specimen being offered up to her. “So big … ” She pressed her face right up against the base of that spiked shaft, burying her nose in those giant cumtanks and taking a deep sniff.

Stars popped into the back of her head as the thick stench obliterated her mind. Her tongue fell open and dragged along the soft leathery ballsack, the taste of sex and sweat ingraining itself into every fibre and setting her nerves into breed-happy overdrive. From that point onwards inhibition went out the window, and the catgirl on the cubicle floor was no longer Blake Belladonna the huntress but just another sex-crazed animal burning in heat. Her mouth hooked onto that enormous head and suckled away, drawing out the pungent preseed hidden beneath the finger-thick cumslit and drinking it down like an elixir of life. She ripped her clothes off in ragged strips and threw them away, her fabulous rack spilling free from its confines and already heaving with beads of sweat. She moved her head back and forth, struggling valiantly against the sheer size of her new plaything. One hand palmed those pendulous nuts, feeling every vein crawling beneath the surface, the other stroking down along that immense girth, all the while her pussy dripped its honeyed cream between her spread legs.

“Tastes - so - fucking - good - ” She paused between each word to deliver an adoring kiss down the length of the anonymous fuckpole. This was the best idea she’d ever had~ She’d spent so many restless nights fucking herself in her bedroom, when she could have been coming here and sucking off donkey-dicked studs like this one all along, but she was never going to make that mistake again. Now she was free to do both! Her growing lust took command, pulling her hand away from those big fat balls and plunging three fingers deep into her spasming cunt. She shrieked into a faceful of cockmeat, grinding her palm into her clit and abusing the everloving shit out of it as she drank down that divine precum. But she wanted more, more, MORE!

The lusty catgirl took a deep breath and PLUNGED down on that pillar of flesh, sucking the gigantic head down beyond her mouth and into the back of her throat. Her neck bulged obscenely from its size, the finger-thick veins throbbing savagely against her wet passage, and she was amply rewarded with a fountain of amber fluid pouring straight into her stomach. She rubbed that big fat cock through her skin and moaned with animal abandon, loving the way it stretched her out like a cheap fucktoy. She pulled back, slowly, savouring the pleasure and pain of those barbs hooking on the folds in her neck, until it came free with a loud wet POP! Her partner’s dick glistened sleek and shiny, covered with her throatslime, and she spat long strings of drool onto it to give it even more lubrication as her hand pumped that fat fucker hard and fast.

“You like that?” she asked. She didn’t even need whoever was on the other side to answer - the way this wild stallion of a dick throbbed into her hand was more than enough for her to tell. “Well you’re gonna LOVE this … ” With that she raised herself up, her legs managing to hold steady as she enveloped the titanic cockslab between her voluminous breasts. Up and down she worked those massive mammaries, but even with their abundant size there was plenty of room for the head to poke out through the top and bash into her chin. She didn’t leave an inch untreated, her tongue lapping away at the drooling tip with every upstroke, and swallowing it into her maw with every downstroke. The catgirl hoped that the cock’s owner was enjoying her depraved devotion as much as she was … but she doubted it. Right now, servicing this paragon of a prick, she was in kitty-cat heaven.

Or so she thought, but a moment later she was introduced to a whole new level of paradise as that fat head swelled up inside her mouth. Her eyes shot down to those swaying nuts, just in time to watch them snap taut against the base of the shaft. She could FEEL the pulses of cum working up through that dick, PUSHING into her tits! She tongue-fucked that urethra as it expanded wider and wider, willing all that virile, potent seed to shoot up through the immense shaft, and a massive spray of thick, steaming cum hit her clean in the back of the throat like a punch in the neck. She gagged as it slid down into her stomach, but that only meant that the second shot was caught in her mouth. It filled her up instantly, her cheeks bulging like balloons from the sheer amount being dumped onto her tongue, the taste a hundred times more powerful than delicious than the preseed that had sent her spiralling out of control in the first place.

“MMMMMMM GGLLGK GHHLMMM~!” Blake orgasmed right then and there on the floor, her pussy spraying everything with a fountain of girlcum and coating her thighs. She wanted to savour the taste forever, but swallowed it down as fast as she could like the good little cumslut she was. She wanted to make way for the next huge shot … and huge it was, filling her up just as quickly again, as were the next dozen blasts that cannoned into her mouth. She could barely keep up with the speed and size of this almighty stud’s ejaculation. She did her best to try, but even with her enthusiasm there was plenty of excess fuck-butter to pour out from the corners of her mouth, coating her tits in creamy white as she continued to work them around that huge, pumping shaft. After more than a minute of non-stop cumming and thirty ridiculous spurts, the anonymous behemoth slowed to a trickle, and Blake took her sweet time dealing with that final load in her mouth. It was so fucking thick that she could chew it! She swilled it around, running every ounce of fucksludge over her tongue and embedding the taste in her brain forever. She gulped it down in one swoop, her pussy ringing out with one more orgasm that had her knees shuddering. She collapsed to the ground, dripping with a sticky, sinful mixture of cum and sweat and other fluids. Her mouth hung open in fuck-stupid, cum-addicted bliss, her tongue lolling and her hands idly roaming her body.

“That was … the best cock ever … ” she panted. She heard a hand slapping against the wall, and smiled as she knew that her partner had enjoyed the experience as well. What she didn’t know, she soon discovered. The stall door swung open, and she found herself looking face-to-face with the owner of that glorious pillar of meat. It was right there, hanging massively like a tree trunk despite its flaccid state. It was flanked by a pair of fat, juicy thighs even wider than Blake’s own, along with a gargantuan set of asscheeks. Staring down at her beyond a rack that would make anybody salivate with need, was a pair of yellow eyes very much like hers.

“Oh, sweetie … ” sighed Kali. Her cat ears perked up as she took in the sight of her slut daughter drenched in her seed. A slender hand reached down and gripped the massive beast-dick between her legs, lifting its huge heft so that it lay horizontally between them. That fat cumslit still leaking remnants of its thick load. “We’re not even close to being done yet.”

“M-MOM?!” Blake froze, her eyes bulging with the realisation of what she’d just done. The shock somehow managed to work some strength into her muscles, and she pushed herself up onto her arms, her head still swimming with the musk of what she now knew was her mother’s bitch-breaking dick. “Wh-What are you doing here?!”

Kali stepped into the room and locked the door. She and her baby girl were going to need their privacy for this~ “What do you mean? I always come here.” She said it as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Now come here and give your mommy a nice big kiss. It’s going to take a lot more than just a measly blowjob to make this bad boy go away, and I sure as hell didn’t raise my only daughter to be a quitter!”

The horse-hung MILF licked her lips and fondled her musk-laden nutsack, fingers working deep into the leathery flesh to speed her cumtanks along as they swelled to capacity with another massive load. Blake watched on in horror at the sight of her mother shamelessly groping herself, slowly stroking away at the twitching tree-trunk of cock that only a minute ago she had been cramming down her oesophagus. She could still taste its cock-cream on her tongue, in her throat, her stomach, her BRAIN! It bathed her every sense like a cloud of sex, turning her own mind against her with whispers of forbidden fantasies. She struggled valiantly to resist - this was her MOTHER! The only reason she enjoyed throating that huge dick was that she didn’t know who it belonged to! She couldn’t keep going now, no matter how good it looked … or smelled … or how badly she wanted to know what those sinful barbs would do to her tight little pussy~

“N … No way … mom, this is wrong - NNNNN - ” Blake tried to muster what little resistance she had, but all that came of it was a spray of girl-juice ejecting from her slick fucktunnel. Her body was betraying her, the carnal hunger overpowering her feeble mind and thirsting to be fucked. After all those nights frigging herself in solitude, she wanted to feel that gut-buster spreading her cunt wide, gouging her pussy and basting her with a fat load of baby batter. She wanted to be BRED!

Kali tittered at her hesitation and swiftly took any hope of choice away from her. She stepped towards Blake, yanking her to her knees by the hair. SMACK! That massive pillar of fuckmeat whipped across her face, knocking her half-unconscious with one mighty beat of the shaft against her delicate cheek. Blake groaned, the force of the blow stinging hard and turning her red, but her pussy creamed a fresh wave of juices into her lap. Kali wasn’t done, and with one simple swing of the hips she brought her behemoth bitch-breaker around again. THWACK! THUMP! WHAP! THUD! The senior Belladonna treated her daughter’s face like her prick’s personal punching bag, moaning with joy with each weighty impact that the huge head made on Blake’s poor little features. Gouts of preseed flew through the air like ribbons of pearlescent honey, drizzling Blake in a coat of her favourite fluids, the smell infecting her and melting away any resistance that remained.

“I - said - kiss - me - young - lady - ” Every word was punctuated by a fresh collision of cockmeat and cocksleeve, the drool spraying out of Blake’s gaping mouth and covering Kali’s abdomen in sticky droplets. Blake could barely register a thought in her head, so battered and bruised by her mother’s superior meat, but she had just enough sense to get her mouth in the way for the next slap. Her ruby red fuckpillows smooched all along the side of that immense rod, sucking on every barb that passed against them until she reached the base of the shaft and sucked one of her mother’s nuts down into her mouth. Her tongue lathered the leathery sack all over, her cheeks hollowed out by the intense suction. She swore she could FEEL the cum sloshing around inside, enticing her with the promise of an ejaculation unlike anything she had ever experienced before. And she knew her mother could give it to her - that bulging behemoth above her was going to turn her into the cockwhore she now knew she was destined to become. Once that nut was well and truly polished, she spat it out like a vagrant bitch and dove in on the other one, giving it the exact same reverent treatment. Her hands reached up behind her head and jacked off that monster dick in long, deliberate strokes, her fingertips completely unable to fully wrap themselves around its girth, but that didn’t discourage her. It only made her hotter, knowing that her mommy was packing so much girlmeat! The anticipation was driving her insane, but she had to be a good little girl for her mommy and get her dick nice and ready. She had to make sure that perfect pussy-pleaser was at its full and throbbing best so it could utterly DESTROY her.

Kali moaned through her teeth and tilted her head back, glad that her baby-girl was finally starting to get the message. “That’s my Blake,” she sighed. Her hips slid back and forth, accentuating the slavish handjob. Her hands drifted to her huge fuckpillows, squeezing and pinching and twisting wherever they could reach. “Make your mommy feel good.”

One dainty foot lifted up and rubbed against Blake’s pussy, making the younger girl squeal like a pig into her nutflesh as she continued to worship those pendulous orbs. Blake manically ground her hips back, squirting her feminine amber in an almost constant stream and covering her mother’s toes as they raked over her sensitive clit. Her mother’s precum was getting cloudier by the second, hosing her back and dripping down into the crack of her voluminous ass. She wanted to taste it~ She wanted that nectar flooding her mouth and melting her brain … but she couldn’t stay away from these massive balls! The stench - that overpowering stench of SEX and sweat and animal virility was driving her absolutely wild. This was what she truly wanted, deep down in the places she would never admit to in public or even in private. She was BORN to be on her knees, worshipping cock, slaving upon it and servicing it … getting BRED by her mother’s fuck-pillar.

She popped out the one in her mouth and drove her nose into the deepest parts of that smooth sack, inhaling like her life depended on it. She came like a geyser, DROWNING her mother’s foot in girlcum and screaming fit to break glass as she wilfully smothered herself in ballmeat. Blake ripped her head away just long enough to pull herself level with the gaping, drooling eye of Kali’s monster, and she plunged shamelessly down, forcing that fat meat down her throat in one jaw-aching go until her nose mashed against her mother’s hairless crotch and her fat swinging balls slapped her underneath the chin. Bubbles of spit spewed from the corner of her mouth as she swallowed, working her throat muscles to squeeze the impossible invader as it penetrated all the way down into her fucking stomach. The outline of that dick in her neck was clearly visible to Kali, who bit her lip hard and ran a hand lovingly through her daughter’s hair. She was so proud! Blake had taken the whole thing down her tight little throat, choking herself to the verge of unconsciousness and going blue in the face with effort but taking it all the same. The crushing warmth of her folds sent waves of pleasure coursing up through her throbbing shaft, and she gave a particularly powerful upward flex in return that literally pulled Blake along with it, lifting her an inch higher in place and causing her succulent breasts to bounce about.

Blake’s vision went blurry as she held her mother’s considerable girth inside her spasming throat, the veins popping in her neck as she fought to contain the urge to spew it back out. It felt so good and so right to have it plugging her up that she wanted to keep it in her guts forever, to pleasure it and have it blast its almighty seed into her until her stomach popped like an overfilled balloon. Her pride as a Faunus was well and truly gone, replaced only by the fervent desire to debase herself for the motherly fuckstick that Kali wielded between her thick, juicy legs. Her mother was in perfect agreement with her on that front, but even so she didn’t want her daughter to pass out, not before she had finished having her fun with her, and so she grabbed Blake by the ears and RIPPED her off her cock, howling with lust as that narrow throat caught on every - last - barb lining her girthy trouser-snake, each one tingling like an electric shock that sent a stream of preseed shooting out from her cumhole to plaster Blake’s upper body once more. The misty nut-gravy clung to her every desirable curve, dripping from her puffy nipples and pooling in her wide lap. Her heart leapt when she saw the virulent twitching that was consuming Kali’s fat cum-orbs, and realising what came next she kneeled and held out her hands, an obedient little kitty with her mouth open ready to receive her favourite treat.

“Good girl!” Kali cheered as she took control back over her cock, handling that immense meat with long, expert strokes learned from decades of experience, and Blake could tell by the way the older woman chewed her lip and pumped her wide hips that she was feeling amazingly good. She found herself feeling a little jealous at how quickly her mother could bring that kind of pleasure to herself - she wanted to be able to do that, to bring that godly cock of hers to orgasm seemingly within seconds, and she suspected she was going to have plenty of time to learn how.

“Here it comes, baby girl!” announced Kali, the sweat shining on her creamy smooth skin, her bountiful breasts jumping about as she jacked herself off even faster and harder. The preseed was pouring liberally from her cumslit by now, which had widened to the size of a small coin, and when Blake stared down that dark channel she could almost imagine the flood of fuck-batter getting ready to come barrelling out. Her mother’s nuts palpitated and rose up to join the shaft, and Kali threw her head back with a rabid shriek of unadulterated ecstasy. “Take it all, Blake! DRINK IT ALL!”

“Yes, give it to me! Drown me in your mommy-cum! Soak me through to my fucking bones!” Blake squealed as the first shot blasted her across the face, fat streaks of thick white ball-chowder spearing just below her eye and splattering all over her face, dripping into her mouth and down her plunging neckline into the swell of her breasts. The huge load had already half-covered her in one hit, and she knew from the previous orgasm that her bitch-breeding mommy wasn’t even close to done. Another jet of fuck-flotsam cannoned into her gaping mouth and flooded down her throat, scalding her with its steaming heat and making her cough half of it out to spill down her chest and flat, toned stomach to finally pool in her lap. She dutifully gulped down what she could, the pungent taste triggering another spine-bending orgasm, her still yet unfucked cunt basting her feet in girl-nectar as shot after shot painted her lascivious body white, catching whatever viscous ropes she could in her hands and greedily shovelling into her mouth. Even as Kali came she fucked that meatstick into her hands, sending her loads spewing out in all directions, one load pounded her square between the tits, sending her voluptuous funbags thrashing about as they were liberally drenched in ball-paste, one shooting straight up into the air and raining down upon the pair of them in a bukkake shower that would put the most avid pornstar to shame. Again and again that colossal fuck-pillar spurted its potent cock-cream, the newer cumblasts covering up the old until Blake was entirely submerged beneath an inch-thick layer of her mother’s exquisite baby-batter, jelly-thick jizz seeping its way into every nook and cranny and pore of skin, permanently staining her with the virile stink of Kali’s fuck-musk.

After the last frothing drips of cum had worked their way through her fire-hose of a cocktube, Kali released her grip and let that pillar of flesh slap against her legs, only the slightest tinge of red tinting her cheeks from the ordeal. Her daughter no longer resembled herself as she did an anonymous cumdumpster, her face buried below a beauty mask of cum and her open mouth full to bursting with her load, her tits and stomach and thighs all similarly caked, and in her mother’s eyes she had never looked more beautiful. She bent over, the irresistible curve of her child-birthing hips shimmering with sweat in the boiling hot air, and stuck out her tongue to plunge inside of Blake’s mouth, her daughter’s own wrestling back against hers in the most sinful of kisses as she scooped up piles of her sweet fuck-milk and drank them down for herself.

“MMMMM … I taste just as good as ever.” She purred with satisfaction, her voice husky from the sheer chewy thickness of the cum that stuck to the sides of her throat. She straightened back up and closed her eyes, running her hands up and down her body and caressing every erotic contour, revelling in the unforgettable feeling of absolute self-love that she felt whenever the texture of her own breed-seed hit her tastebuds.

For Blake, who was only beginning to be introduced to the incredible powers of her addictive nut-nectar, the effect was much more severe, having rendered her completely immobile as her obliterated senses were bathed in one hundred percent concentrated Belladonna ball-batter. She did the only thing that made sense, the only thing that would ever make sense to her from here to eternity, and she slid her hands all over her body, piling them high with her mother’s blistering jizz and cramming her cum-soaked fingers into her mouth to sinfully suck dry. Kali covered her mouth with her hand, completely shocked by the depraved display that her daughter was showcasing for her, watching with rapt fascination as Blake cupped her cum-plastered breasts and squeezed them through her hands, thick seed squelching against her titflesh as she scraped it off and drank it down before moving on, not stopping until every last drop on her torso had been cleaned up and deposited into her cum-bucket throat.

“M … mommy … ” Flecks of spit mixed with cum flew from her open, drooling mouth and soaked Kali’s crotch as she shuffled closer, looking up at her dominant mother with a blank, fucked-stupid expression and tears in her eyes. “Please … ” She took Kali’s cock into her hands and smeared that fat head all over her face, gleefully sucking up the huge drops of jizz still clinging stubbornly to her engorged urethra, then opened her mouth wide and GARGLED Kali’s ballslop as her face glistened with lines of clouded cream. “I want more … please, mommy, fuck me. Breed me with your huge cock, please! I want you to gouge out my pussy, I want you to ravage me, I want you to churn up my guts with this fat fucking cunt-breaker until I can’t think straight!”

Kali would have clapped her hands together with glee at that perverted confession, but those pleading words had awakened a beast lying dormant inside her. Her dick swelled back to life so quickly that it shot out from Blake’s grasp and whipped back and forth in the air, somehow finding yet more inches of length to grow into, the titanic pillar now towering over her daughter. Blake gasped with hearts in her eyes, her face completely beneath that engorged fuckpole’s shadow, and nodded both her approval and her permission. What Kali did next she would have done with or without her daughter’s consent, gripping her by her slender neck and slamming her roughly into the ground, her teeth bared in an animalistic snarl as she used her knees to pin Blake’s legs wide apart. Blake gasped as her mother’s hand cut off the air she had been so desperately sucking down, but none of that mattered to her - when Kali slapped her cock down over Blake’s stomach, grinning violently as she showed her daughter just how deep she would be going, all the breath went out of her anyway.

“Oh my god … ” Blake whispered, looking down between the valley of her shapely, pearl-splattered tits. Up close like this, her cock was even more impossibly thick and intimidating than she’d thought. She thought she was going to be fucked hard before, but now she realised she hadn’t known the half of it. That thing was going to rip her to pieces … and she couldn’t WAIT.

Whatever teeny-tiny regrets she still held in the distant recesses of her fuck-drunk brain, she wasn’t giving them any time to rear up, and neither was Kali. She slid her hips back, dragging that fat shaft down, down, the barbs running over her clit until that angry red head was lined up and pressing firmly against her waiting cuntlips. The older woman planted her hands firmly on Blake’s thighs, digging into that soft flesh until she found a strong enough grip and lifting her up just enough so that her fat ass was free to jiggle about above the ground, and pulled her down onto her mammoth breeding spire, splitting her pussy wide open and ramming her cock deep inside like a battering ram.

Blake’s back arched so far upward that her spine threatened to snap like a twig, her brain melting into a sea of pure white as her legs quaked with the most intense orgasm of her entire life. She couldn’t speak or breathe or move or think under her own power, the overwhelming pleasure filling her entire body and soul as she felt her mother’s cock pushing inside her tight pussy. It was even better than she had imagined! That enormous girth spread her open so wide that she immediately knew she had been ruined for all other cocks - from that moment on, she was forever bound to only use her pussy to serve Kali’s superior meat-rod. And those barbs! The solid nubs dug into every slick, wet fold and sent her climaxing into new heights with every infinitesimally small movement of Kali’s wide and alluring hips. All the feeling below her hips was gone, her body apparently deciding that she no longer needed to feel anything that wasn’t the orgasmic euphoria of being fucked like an animal by her mother’s beast-cock. Her head lolled to one side, the girlcum erupting from her pussy and showering Kali, and the woman ravenously opened her mouth to drink down her baby-girl’s champagne, the taste only fuelling her barbarous rampage further. She wasn’t even halfway inside Blake’s stretched out cunt, and she intended to rectify that, pulling her hips back and relishing in the newfound screams of pleasure and pain that burst from Blake’s lungs, then slamming herself in once more and knocking her fat head against the forbidden barrier of her cervix. After just three thrusts of that breed-built girldick, Blake was already reduced to an insensate heap, gurgling shamelessly as Kali endeavoured to stuff yet more inches of her monster into her overstuffed cunt. She was just a cocksleeve now, a willing passenger and instrument of her mother’s endless sexual desire and seemingly endless dick.

Kali savagely grabbed her legs and folded them up against her head, turning her daughter into a human pretzel and picking up the pace as she drove her throbbing fuckpole into Blake’s cervix with the force of a small car. Blake could feel her battered barrier beginning to weaken, that fist-sized head punching her love canal up into her stomach and creating an obscene, tubular bulge that disfigured her previously taut stomach. With her feet tucked behind her head Blake could see that there was still so much cockmeat yet to be crammed into her, and she willed whatever focus remained in her fuck-addled brain for that final obstacle to give in, to welcome her mother into her womb.

“More … DEEPER - ” moaned both Belladonna women, their tongues hanging out and Kali’s dripping her spit into Blake’s waiting mouth. Blake mewled as she was filled to the brim and beyond, the sensation intoxicating as her cunt was completely remodelled to fit the shape of Kali’s cock, that ridged head scraping her out every time Kali prepared for another mighty thrust, and she could slowly feel the vindication as her innermost walls began to surrender. Kali could sense it too, and pounded into Blake’s snatch harder and harder until, at long last, her cock pierced through the cervix and smacked into the back of her baby-girl’s baby-chamber. Blake screamed in continuous orgasm as that mammoth pillar breached her most sacred part, her cervix tightening back up and acting the part of a cock-ring, clenching down with crushing pressure around Kali’s shaft as the bulge on her stomach swelled out even more. Blake could barely make out the shape of her womb through the tight skin, pulsating with each throb of the raven-haired MILF’s dick.

“Yes yes yes yes yes, OOOOOHHH, that’s it baby!” Kali grinned maniacally, her cockhead trapped inside Blake’s womb, her cervix stubbornly refusing to let go of it as the rest of her shaft was doused in a never-ending flood of Blake’s pussy nectar. She shifted her weight and got to her feet, her daughter howling in bliss all the way as she was ungraciously dragged along by the pussy and hoisted into an upside-down position, her supple tits tumbling down into her chin as her mother loomed over her. Kali bent her legs with well-trained speed and PISTONED her breed-tower straight down, crushing Blake’s womb against her guts and forcibly rearranging her internal organs to make room for her cock as it edged deeper down into her soaked cunt. The mother’s fat tits heaved with ragged pants for breath as she piledrivered her sweet daughter into oblivion, eyes fluttering as she descended into ecstasy and brutalised that tight pussy, knowing that Blake belonged forever and that her snug little fuck-tunnel was hers to obliterate however she wanted. Blake convulsed as if she was suffering a seizure, driven to the brink and beyond by the raw sexual power of that titanic prick as it carved her out and fulfilled her every wish as a perverted catgirl cock-receptacle … well, every wish but one. Even as she endured a seemingly perpetual state of orgasmic nirvana, Blake knew that there was one thing that she hadn’t yet achieved - holstering that entire bitch-breaking behemoth in her cunt, being filled up with every immense inch of its hugeness as Kali blew that immense load of hers into her womb and bred her full to bursting.

Kali’s pearlescent pre-spunk was already well on the way to doing that, her daughter’s cervix still sealed shut beneath her glans as she mercilessly bashed her shaft down into that well-fucked pussy and leaked cupfuls of cream into her baby-room. The MILF could already feel her balls churning away, the fat orbs working overtime to ready up another humongous load for her, this one destined to flood Blake’s womb instead of just her mouth. Blake was babbling incoherently, begging for her to stick her cock in deeper, but those words fell on deaf ears. Kali was well beyond reason now. She couldn’t give a fuck about what Blake wanted, all she wanted to do was make herself feel good, even if it just so happened that right now they wanted the exact same thing, and now that she had broken into her daughter’s deepest chamber she knew just how to do it. She tensed her legs and jumped, dropping the full weight of her body down through her cock and SMASHING Blake’s womb even further, making the cum-drunk girl squeal as another inch of fat cockmeat plunged its way inside her throbbing cunt. Kali snarled, grinding about and letting the most shallow barbs get well acquainted with Blake’s slick, wriggling folds before jumping again and forcing another inch to spread her wider, and again, and again and again until their crotches finally touched together and the full titanic length of her godly dickgirl pillar was buried inside of Blake up to the hilt, the bulging outline of her beast-cock stretching past her belly-button and squashing her wrecked womb up towards her chest cavity.

That sudden, validating realisation flipped the final remaining switch in Kali’s fuck-hungry brain, and with a ferocious, leonine roar she flexed her mighty cock, her swollen cumtanks hardening to steel against Blake’s asscheeks as they released their pent-up load. The pulses of cum shooting up through her shaft could be seen by both Belladonnas as the miniscules bulges ran beneath Blake’s skin, an arrow-straight road leading from her spread cuntlips directly into her womb, the chamber sensing the impending creampie and clamping tight to accept all of it. Kali hungrily pulled Blake’s hips up into hers, eyes rolling back in their sockets as she ground the root of her swelling dick into her baby-girl’s entrance, and the first steaming ropes of thick fuck-batter packed into her womb, a pool of viscous seed flooding the tiny chamber in seconds. Blake’s cervix refused to give way, still clenching tight around her mother’s girth even as that fat shaft pulsed with each new burst of jizz and expanded that mammoth bulge in her stomach to frightening new sizes, warping those once tight, toned abs into a belly more befitting a broodmare well into her pregnancy. Blake swelled and swelled and swelled, her shameless cries of ectasy reaching a fever pitch as her ovaries were drowned! Her battered and brutalised womb couldn’t take any more of it, much as she wanted it to keep sucking down her mother’s precious seed forever, and a river of creamy fucksludge erupted from her cuntlips, showering Kali with the fruits of her ejaculation and spraying out with such force that the pressurised ropes strung themselves along the underside of the MILF’s fucktacular cleavage. All the while Kali continued to pump forward, working in what tiny thrusts she could as she lost herself in the throes of an earth-shattering orgasm, her cockhead bathing in the same searing hot tempest of baby-batter that was filling up her daughter’s womb, moaning and grunting and growling as she was in turn doused with Blake’s cuntjuice as it flooded all over her barbed, veiny dickmeat.

Blake contorted in a silent, open-mouthed scream, her entire world breaking apart at the seams as that enormous creampie laid waste to everything she had ever known and completed the final stage of her transformation from huntress to cocksleeve. With one last, heaving, fuck-drunk exhalation she looked up at her mother’s victorious smile, and finally succumbed to the sensations of that overwhelming pussy-pleaser and blacked out.

When Blake finally came to in a drunken-minded daze, she found herself being cradled in the warm embrace of her mother’s lap, the two of them still lying on the floor in the room with the hole in the wall, the potent stench of sex still heavy in the air and the floor caked with inches of fast drying cum. Kali had wrapped her hands around her daughter’s waist from behind, snuggling with her baby-girl after their incestuous marathon. “Welcome back.”

“Mom … ” Blake moaned as the memories filled her head, a smile plastered on her face. She tried to wiggle around and give Kali a smooch, but found that there was something quite significant pushing up between her legs. She looked down and saw with no small amount of surprise that her mother’s dick was still as hard and as fucking massive as ever~ Even with Blake’s round, juicy thighs getting in the way, there was still so much dickflesh poking up from her lap that she barely had to bend down to give it her loving kiss instead, peppering that gorgeous, ruby-red head with her pillowy lips and swirling her tongue around that brutal glans as she made sweet mouth-love to the massive pillar that had completely reinvented her life. “NNNN - so good - ”

Kali giggled, a shiver running up her spine as Blake lathered up her cock with drool. Her daughter was just as insatiable as she was, if not more~! “Next time you come here, you should bring those friends of yours along … ” she whispered into Blake’s ear, leaning forward to nibble at her lobe with her cute fangs. Blake moaned into her cock, the vibrations loosing a dollop of precum that she wasted no time in guzzling down. “I’d love to meet them, you know. And we really should be doing more things together as a family.”

Blake popped her mouth off and turned to give her mother a lustful look, nodding enthusiastically as one hand slowly tickled at Kali’s protruding barbs. Her thoughts turned to Ruby and Weiss and Yang, and the screams they would make as this perfect mountain of cockflesh ravaged their tight little pussies, and a fresh spurt of girl-juice trickled out of her own well-used fuckhole. She had a feeling they would LOVE getting to know the Belladonnas more intimately.

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Ruby + Yang

Ruby clambered aboard her big sister’s stomach, her silver eyes bulging out at the sight beneath her. Yang was so beautiful, her stomach flat and toned and her blonde hair framing her warm, kind face. And the best thing of all, those huge, mouth-watering breasts spilling out either side of her body, with those big, pink nipples already hard with excitement and just begging to be played with. She swallowed into her dry throat and looked expectantly at Yang, who nodded approvingly. “Go ahead, Ruby. Grab ‘em~”

“Okay then!” Ruby shuffled forward and straddled Yang as she let her cock fall free, her huge pillar slapping down in the middle of that pillowy chest. She grabbed a fistful of tit in each hand and gasped. They were so soooft~ Her fingertips sank down to the knuckles and formed trenches in Yang’s supple flesh, and she ground her palms into those perky nipples until Yang was gasping herself.

The redhead pulled those monstrous mammaries together and squashed them around her considerable girth, a canyon of cleavage squeezing her tight that would have consumed anything less than her prodigious size. No matter how modest a girl Ruby might appear, she was immensely proud of her immense pussy-pounder, her endowment enormous even on a bad day. Not even Yang’s giant bust could hope to swallow her up entirely, and her angry, throbbing red cocktip jutted out between her soft fuck-pillows, hovering above the blonde’s plunging neckline and threatening to punch her square in the chin every time it twitched.

Yang whistled as she felt the presence of that imposing girldick. “Wow Rubes … you’re huge!” she exclaimed. She wasn’t just saying that to pump up Ruby’s self-confidence, either - she had a wealth of experience when it came to titfucks, using her bountiful talents to wring boys dry all over the city and turn them into her mindless fuck-puppets. But Ruby was packing heat on a whole different league to them! She could put a porn star to shame with that tower between her legs. Why the kid had been hiding it from her all this time was a mystery, but now that Yang had it in her sights one thing was clear. She was never letting this thing out of her sights again~

“You’re pretty big yourself, you know!” countered Ruby, demonstrating by roughly dragging her hands about. Yang’s big beautiful breasts swirled around in all directions, constricting her cock and loosening a dozen times as the redhead mauled her sister’s funbags, until she pressed them tight together around her shaft and slowly worked it back and forth. Her thick pre-cum was already drooling out of her tip, slipping into that glorious valley and being rubbed deep into her smooth skin with every push of Ruby’s mammoth meatpole.

Yang chewed her lip and let her head fall back onto the sheets, her long hair pooling out beneath her as she felt that perfect cock sliding between her. She could have very easily taken the lead and shown Ruby things that would blow her mind - and her load - within seconds, but doing it with her sister was different to doing it with those tit-hungry boys she usually had fun with. Ruby was cute and kind and her beloved baby sister, and she wanted her to take her sweet time being as intimate or as rough as she wanted. Whether Ruby wanted to make love to her tits or fuck them raw, she wanted it to be special.

So she moved her hands down and draped them on Ruby’s thighs, giving her a small but definite sign of encouragement that she could be a bit more … aggressive~ “Come on, Rubes. Don’t be afraid! My tits are yours, remember?”

A dark, ferocious look of hunger flickered across Ruby’s cute features for a moment. “I-I know, but … I’m a bit nervous. I don’t wanna hurt you.”

Yang chuckled and licked her lips. “You’ve got nothing to be nervous about, Rubes. You’re pretty, and sweet, and most importantly … ” she shimmied her shoulders, making her tits tumble about the axis of Ruby’s shaft and eliciting a hiss from the redhead. “Most importantly, you have a big - fat - gorgeous - girlcock. Now show me what you can do with it. Show me how you feel good! Your big sister can handle anything you and your massive monster can throw at her!”

Ruby’s mouth fell open, but she quickly closed it again and nodded with determination. “Okay, Yang … get ready!” She tensed her hips and barrelled them forward, her abdomen clapping against the base of Yang’s breasts as she pounded a full stroke through them. Her cockhead struck Yang clean on the chin just as it had threatened to before, dabbing the point with a fat dollop of pre-seed before sliding back down and coating her cleavage all the way through until the root of Ruby’s girth was level with Yang’s belly button.

“Ooh, that’s it sis. Get me nice and slick with your pre-cum - lube me up and fuck my tits hard!” Yang slapped her hands aganst Ruby’s thigh as the girl worked herself into a nice bruising rhythm, sawing that garganutan girldick in and out of her tits and liberally splattering every inch with a thick helping of pearly nectar.

Soon the air was filled with the smell of sweat and cock and the wet slaps of skin smacking against skin, and with every passing moment she spent fucking Yang’s tits Ruby lost another piece of her inhibitions and became that much more assertive and rough. Yang could feel it too, that steel-hard prick-piston battering her chest and sending shuddering jolts all down her spine and into her legs. By now her lissome body was shaking with every thrust … FUCK! Ruby wasn’t the only one getting off from this, a heavy trickle of girl-juice leaking from between her thighs and soaking into the sheets beneath her juicy bubble butt. The taste of forbidden fruit was turning Yang’s senses to mush - or else it was Ruby’s giant prick that was literally tit-fucking it out of her - but the sheer sinfulness of the situation had her pressing her legs together and squirming beneath her sister as she tried to push herself along.

Ruby was closing in on a climax of her own, the girl’s tongue hanging out of her mouth and her modest chest heaving as she speared into Yang’s own chest with reckless abandon. Her dainty fingers held firm and kept those big bouncing tits locked tight around her, and her hips became a blur as she rapidly reamed her cock in and out of that slick cleavage. “So good!” she howled, her head lolling about from side to side as she lost herself in the pleasure of the blonde’s incredible tit-tunnel. “Your tits feel so fucking good, Yang! MMMMNNGH so hot and tight - it’s like I’m fucking a pussy!”

She could feel herself growing close to the brink, a huge load churning itself up inside her fat nuts, and Yang could literally feel them working hard as they pressed down into her abdomen. Ruby’s searing hot cock-hammer was fucking her sister’s throbbing heartbeat all the way into her ribcage, and that immoral realisation sent a lightning bolt into her brain, her teeth baring in a mask of agony and ecstasy as her pussy creamed itself all over the inside of her thighs.

“Holy shit - HOLY SHIT! Ruby your cock is so fucking good, you’re making me come just by screwing my tits-UNNNYAAAAH~”

Ruby threw her head back and howled as the tremors from Yang’s orgasm rippled all over her sculpted body, momentarily turning her tits into a human vibrator and stimulating her raging cockmeat in ways that should have been impossible. It was enough to finally tip her beyond the point of no return, and she dug her nails into those magnificent breasts deep enough to leave scratch marks. “Yang, I’m cumming! Take it, take it all over your face and your big fucking tits - AAAAAHHHH~!”

Yang grinned triumphantly through the echoes of her climax, spreading her legs wide and pressing her thighs against Ruby’s ass to push that fantastic cock-tip closer to her face. “Yes, that’s it Rubes! Shower me in that big load!”

Ruby screamed like a beast, her shaft swelling to new widths and straining against the slippery pressure of Yang’s tits as her ejaculation exploded outwards. Thick, creamy ropes of spunk flew over Yang’s head like white fireworks, overshooting her entirely and painting the bedhead. The second salvo followed close behind the first, and this one the orgasming redhead aimed lower, blasting Yang’s elated features with stream after stream of jizz until it strung together like a spider web of ball-batter. Yang moaned through her teeth as she felt that potent texture sliding across her cheeks and dripping down the bridge of her nose, her face well and truly painted.

“Yes! YES! More, Ruby, give me more!”

Ruby convulsed violently with the force of her frenzied orgasm and drew her hips back, burying the head of her cock deep inside Yang’s breasts as more shots pumped out. They saturated her sister’s cleavage and drenched it in white cocksludge, the top of her breasts drowned in thick dollops that leaked out between her tight crevice and dripped down her collarbone to pool in her neck. Ruby panted and twitched as the last few drops of heavy seed leaked out of her throbbing fuckstick, unable to form words or even a coherent thought.

As her sister bathed in the afterglow of the best sexual experience of her young life, Yang simply beamed and marvelled at the size of Ruby’s load. There was enough ball-batter covering her to fill a schooner of beer, and then some! Mmm, what she wouldn’t give to suck down a nice warm glass of that~ Her tongue flicked out and caught a stray string laying just beside her lip, and sucked it back into her mouth with a depraved moan in the back of her throat. It was just as strong and delicious as she’d imagined, and her pussy spasmed afresh as the sensation rocked her nerves.

“Good job, Rubes … ” she sighed. She gyrated her chest, feeling the amount of cum still glued between Ruby’s softening tree trunk of girl-meat and her painted tit-flesh. “Let me know if you ever need to work one out again, yeah? I could - nnnf - definitely get used to this … ”

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taverngoodies · 5 years

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Ruby + Glynda

Glynda Goodwitch’s feet dangled hopelessly over the classroom floor, her enormous rear jiggling with every earthshaking impact as Ruby’s gargantuan ass-breaker reamed into her from below. Spittle foamed in the corners of her mouth through clenched teeth, that superfat dick spearing into her stretched out asshole and rearranging her organs to make way for inch after inch of glorious, godly meat. It was all Glynda could do to stay conscious, the pain and the pleasure coalescing in her fuck-addled mind until she couldn’t tell one from the other. When Ruby reached forward and dug her slim but powerful fingers into her neck, her bountiful ass tensed tighter than ever and brought a tiny smile to the redhead’s lips.

“Oh, so you like being choked, miss?” Ruby teased, grinding her hips deep into the witch’s rippling booty. Glynda howled as that preposterous pecker gouged its way from side to side, the huge bulge in her stomach sliding around and pressing her hard up against the wall. “Tighten up a bit more, okay? Just a little bit more, so I can get hard.”

Glynda’s mouth fell open, the full weight of the words managing to penetrate the incessant throbbing of that giant slab of girlmeat invading her insides. “Y-Y-You’re not h-hard yet?!” she gasped. Her voice turned to a rasp by the hands throttling her neck.

Ruby looked back, nonplussed at her teacher’s reaction. “Well, no … ” she said simply. With that, she clenched down harder on Glynda’s throat, and the witch’s fat rump responded in kind, strangling Ruby’s cock with a tightness the young huntress had never experienced before. “Oh yeah, that’s the stuff!” she cried.

An instant later Glynda realised what Ruby had meant, as her colossal dick literally doubled in size. It forced its way ever deeper through her flailing body, piercing her guts and shooting so far beyond that the blonde could feel the apple-sized head pushing up into her throat from below. All the air emptied itself from her lungs, and her eyes rolled up as her mouth hung limply open, tongue lolling in an expression of complete submissive bliss.

“Just - a little - further - ” grunted Ruby, massaging her own length through Glynda’s cocksleeve neck. Inch by inch, her impossible spire of girlmeat advanced, until Glynda could taste its spewing precum drowning her tongue. Her orgasm was the hardest one yet, curling her toes and lifting her up off the mattress so that she was entirely skewered by Ruby’s mammoth fuckstick. “YES! THAT’S IT!”

That titanic length swelled even more impossibly large, and Glynda watched in lust-riddled horror as the cockhead protruded from her lips and throbbed, crimson red and larger than life, in front of her own face. The realisation turned her world white, and a moment later Ruby did the same, roaring like an animal as wave after wave of thick semen coursed through her cock, the pulses bulging out her immense girth and utterly wrecking all that remained of Glynda’s bodily consciousness before blasting the walls and ceiling in inch-thick paste.

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taverngoodies · 5 years

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White Waves

Kaden and Corrin were out on a walk in the courtyard of their astral plane castle. It was a sunny day, as it always was – weather in the astral plan doesn’t really ever change. Kaden held Corrin’s body close to his own. Corrin looked completely at ease, eyes shut and with one hand stuffed inside her husband’s shirt. She fondled his well-defined pectorals, and his wagging tail thwacked against her thighs. Kaden occasionally lowered his head to nuzzle cheeks with his loving wife. Upon lifting his head and opening his eyes, he noticed another person standing by their path, in front of the mess hall.

“Hmm? Is that…Uh…What was her name again?”

Kaden felt a bit embarrassed that he’d forgotten a teammate’s name, though he wasn’t entirely sure he’d ever gotten to know that person very well in the first place.

“Ah,” Corrin gasped excitedly, “it’s Effie!”

There stood Effie, General of the Nohrian army, one of Corrin’s most seasoned and powerful allies, and one of her best friends.

“Oh,” Effie spoke in her raspy voice. “Lady Corrin, you look well. Thank goodness.”

Effie took Corrin’s hand in both of her own, greeting her friend in a semi-formal, but still highly familiar kind of way. The two ladies smiled at each other.

“Lord Kaden, I see you seem to be doing well, too.”

“Aw man, the fact that you knew my name doesn’t make me feel any better about forgetting yours…”

“What was that, Darling?” Corrin looked to Kaden, who had his head in his palm.

“Nothing, nothing.”

Effie let go of Corrin’s tiny hand, and Corrin quickly returned to snuggling up against Kaden. He was about a foot and a half taller than her, and Corrin clung to his arm like a cat to a scratch-post. Some in the army found the royal pair’s public displays of affection to be slightly awkward, but Effie was mostly indifferent. She didn’t think much about those types of relationships.

Though, Effie and the rest of the army were sometimes kept up at night by howling, screaming and splashing coming from Corrin’s quarters late at night. The pair’s nightly romps were quite loud and destructive as, according to rumor, they liked to have sex in their beast forms.

“So, what are you doing here, Effie?” Corrin asked.

“I was waiting for the kitchen to open up. I just wrapped up a workout and I’m starving.”

Effie certainly looked like she’d just finished working out. She wasn’t wearing her usual heavy armor, but instead was wearing only the thinnest loose, pink tank top and tightest brown shorts she had. Both garments were a little wet and clingy, owing to the sweat Effie had worked up.

Kaden, while he was faithful to Corrin, couldn’t help but notice the knight’s toned ass and detailed bod. Massive thighs, well suited to carry plated armor. Broad and muscular shoulders and arms: things that made swinging a hundred-pound spear around look like child’s play. Effie’s breasts were quite large as well; carrying those things around must have been a good workout on her back, even while she was totally unarmored.

Effie was, put simply, built like a tank. A very pretty tank, but a tank that could crack a melon between her thighs and tear up the rind with her bare hands.

“E-Effie, can I talk with you for a moment?” Kaden tried his best not to stare too much.

“Huh? Sure, Lord Kaden. I don’t see why not…”

Kaden’s sudden request had Effie a little confused. She wasn’t worried, just curious. She only knew him as Corrin’s husband, and desired nothing more than that.

“Is this about…?” Corrin began to ask Kaden a question but stopped half-way.

“Yeah. I really think Effie would be perfect for it. Don’t ya think?”

Kaden and Corrin were on the same page – they both knew what the other was thinking.

“E-Excuse me? What are you two talking about? Is this going to take long? Because I’m really hungry.”

“Effie, this is about Kana.” Corrin took charge of explaining things.

“Kana? Your son?”

“Yyyes…We sent him back into his Deeprealm so he could become more comfortable with his transformations without having to worry about hurting anyone here.”

Effie was surprised by this this revelation.

“I thought he had amazing control in his dragon form,” she responded. “He’s saved Lord Forrest a handful of times too, if memory serves.”

She racked her brain trying to recall a time when Kana had seemed out of control on the battlefield.

“I didn’t take you and Elise along on the last battle, Effie. We tried having Kana transform into a Kitsune, but he reacted badly to his beaststone. Kaden and Keaton managed to get him under control, but it took them both. Kana can’t seem to maintain either form now without going berserk, which is why we sent him back into his Deeprealm.”

“…”

Effie was a little spaced out.

“Effie?” Corrin waved her hand in front of the half-conscious retainer.

“O-Oh! Sorry, I think the hunger’s getting to me. What’d you want again?”

“Oh, jeez…” Kaden whispered under his breath. “I guess we just gotta get straight to it, right? Effie, Kana’s grown up a lot in his Deeprealm, and he’s been getting really…anxious, all alone.”

A youthful shout rang out, originating around the corner of mess hall. It was someone who hadn’t yet been a part of this conversation.

“Wait, what’s wrong with Kana?!”

“Lady Elise?” Effie turned around just as Elise came out from behind a wall, bounding toward them.

“Sis, what happened to Kana?! Is he alright?!” Elise became immediately worried at the mention of Kana’s anxiety.

“Elise, everything’s O.K.” Corrin knelt down to pat Elise on the shoulder, trying her best to comfort her sister. “He just needs a strong friend to visit and spend time with him.”

Kaden chimed in, speaking directly to Elise: “We wanted to see if Effie could spare some time to see him.”

“Effie, it’s gotta be you! You’re the strongest person I know!” Elise shouted.

Elise still looked worried, but hopeful. If anybody could help Kana, Elise was convinced Effie could. Somehow.

“Well, if Elise insists, then I’m up for it!” Effie struck a pose and flexed, trying to show her strength off to Elise as an odd way of comforting her.

“Well, that was easier than I thought it’d be.” Kaden whispered into Corrin’s ear.

“You don’t think there’ll be any problems, do you?” Corrin whispered back.

“Effie, make sure that you help Kana with WHATEVER he needs, okay? As his aunt, I don’t want you leaving my little nephew feeling sad!”

Elise sounded particularly proud of the fact that she was an aunt. It made her feel more grown-up, even though Kana was technically older than her thanks to the messed-up timestream in the Deeprealms.

“Well, even if things do get out of hand something tells me that Effie’ll power through it.” Kaden replied quietly to Corrin.

GGGRRRRRRRRRUUMMMBLL…

All four of them stopped talking and stood silent and confused at the sudden and mysterious rumbling noise.

“S-sorry…That was me. Can I get something to eat on my way there?”

“Now…”

Munch munch…

“Didn’t Kana live in the middle of these rice fields?”

Munch munch munch…

“Oh, that must be his home.”

Nom nom chew…

Effie was stuffing her face with the snacks and breakfast foods she’d crammed in her bag. It was almost empty, too. 10,000 calories, down her gullet before noon. Where it all went was anybody’s guess.

“I’m still a little peckish…I hope Kana has some leftovers from breakfast.”

Still in her workout clothes, Effie walked over ornamental bridges connecting expansive fields of rice. Endless fields of yellow grain with few antique wood paths between them. Whoever took care of these was an absolute mystery. Such is the nature of the Deeprealms.

The isolated marshes were the perfect place for a dangerous dragon to hide away from the world. Food was never a worry, and neither was the possibility of harming anyone.

When Effie reached the door to his straw-roof home, she knocked at the door.

“W-what?! Who is it?!” The voice of a startled young man shot out from within the shack. It was obvious that he wasn’t expecting visitors.

“Kana, it’s Effie. You remember me, don’t you?”

“E-Effie?!” The voice’s pitch spiked, even cracking a little.

KR-THUD!

“Ow!”

Something had fallen over in Kana’s house, and it sounded like Kana was hurt too.

“A-are you okay, Kana? I’m coming in…”

“Oh, shit! Ohshitohshitohshitohshit–” Kanna whispered as he scrambled to compose himself before the door opened.

“Kana, what–j”

Effie looked down to see Kana on his back, both hands on the waist of his pants and with a small wet stain near the bottom of his shirt. He’d fallen over in his chair, and a couple items had come down off the table with him: An empty cup, a bowl of rice, and a book of sorts. The book fell face down, so it’s contents eluded Effie’s view.

“Oh, hi Effie!” Kana, standing up off the wood floor, looked down at his shirt. “I-I must have spilled some tea on my shirt. I’ll pat this dry and come back. W-why don’t you sit here and I’ll come back with some rice. You must be h-hu-ungry from walking all this way.”

The orange-haired boy was talking a mile a minute. Effie was more confused now than she had been with Corrin and Kaden.

“Kana, are you sure you’re alright? Are you injured?”

Kana still had his hands on the waist of his navy, fabric pants. He was hunched forward, too.

“Yeah, I’m totally fine! I’ll be right back with something for you to eat.”

“Well, alright…”

Kana scuttled away awkwardly, shutting a door behind him. Effie was left all alone.

Effie squatted down to pick up the nondescript book Kana had left behind. It had a very plain, greenish-brown cover. Paperback, bound with a cheap glue, and with less than 50 pages, by the looks of it. It even looked as if the swamp-colored binding had been applied over the book’s real cover; it was starting to peel off, revealing vibrant pinks and reds underneath.

Effie wondered to herself as she brought the pages up to her face. “What was he readi–”

“Oh. Oh.”

She’d opened to a random page, caught completely off-guard by the imagery therein. A two-page illustration of a purple-haired woman with enormous breasts. She was holding them up, or attempting to anyway, with both arms. Effie could just barely make out the drawn bimbo’s hands, since they sank so deep into the flesh of her monstrously large tits. They defied description, those breasts. They couldn’t even be compared in size to fruit. Coconuts and grapefruit were much too small; even a watermelon just barely covered the size of her areolae. A half-dozen watermelon? It seemed unavoidable to have to use such an odd metric for size, but Effie hadn’t ever seen any common object that even came close in size and shape to what some debauched artist had set on those pages. As if her cow tits weren’t indulgent enough, her plump lips were coated in a glossy purple lipstick and kissing the head of a cock that didn’t fit entirely in-frame. Just the head alone seemed the size of a peach.

Effie had been staring intently at this image for a good 10 seconds before finally snapping back to reality. She clapped the pages shut and set it down on the table.

“So, those are the kinds of women Kana likes…”

Despite there behind nobody else in the room with her, Effie’s eyes wandered to the ceiling, as if to avoid eye-contact with the imaginary Kana sitting next to her. She stood with her thighs closed tightly and her arms crossed, in quite an uncomfortable looking pose.

GLUUUUUUUUURRG…

“Aw man…I’m still hungry…”

In the kitchen, with only a couple inches of lumber between himself and the first real woman he’d seen in months, Kana was having some problems.

“Noooo,” he thought to himself, “I was so close! My shirt is covered in precum and I need to cum noooow!”

Kana had gotten a little horny while he was eating breakfast, as he so often seems to get these days. His hormones had been raging for what seemed like weeks – it very well could have been weeks, too. It was sort of hard to keep track of time in the Deeprealms, and even harder when all he could think about was sex. Kana’s daily routine had been fairly repetitive these last few days: Wake up, masturbate, eat, masturbate, train, masturbate, eat, masturbate, train, masturbate, eat, masturbate, sleep. Sometimes those activities melded together. On days where he really had a hard time controlling himself, he skipped some of those scheduled meals or training sessions to masturbate even more. He was in a deep pattern of rutting, and Kaden knew it. That’s why he and Corrin had sent Effie. The kitsune mating season was affecting Kana particularly hard this year, and the dragon blood in him made those sexual urges even stronger. He needed something – someone – to break him. To satisfy him. Knowing full well of what their son was capable of, Kaden and Corrin settled on sending the one person least likely to be broken by him. Effie, of course.

“F-Fuck…” Kana was panting like a dog. “I’m gonna…!”

Kana’s eyes scanned the entire kitchen for something to cum in. The cup he’d brought out for breakfast was knocked on the floor, and he couldn’t reach the others in the high shelf above the stove. Kana was hunched over, stroking his cock with one hand. He couldn’t stop. He didn’t have enough control over his body.

“T-the pot!!!”

Mere moments before reaching orgasm, Kana forced both hands away from his shaft and grabbed the large pot of cooked rice off of his still-warm stove. He brought it down below his hips, aimed his head, and…

SPLUUUUUUUUUOOOORTCH!!!

Cum rushed out of his cock in excess, drowning the rice in an instant. In mere seconds, the slowly drying grain was transformed into a steamy, bubbling porridge. Kana came like a horse, or perhaps more like a dragon. His entire body shook as he filled that cookware with his heavy cream, but he didn’t spill a drop. Every little bit of his 5 cups of semen sloshed around in his leftovers.

Knock knock…

“Kana…?” Effie’s raspy voice came out from under the door.

“Yes?!”

“Can you hurry up with that food?”

“Uuuhhhm…”

Kana looked down at the boiling pot of cum-and-rice soup. His heart beat heavily in his chest, and hot blood rushed up into his ears and forehead.

“I’ve got some congee, but I’m all out of onion.” Kana hoped desperately that she’d decline.

“Are you kidding me? I love congee.”

Kana’s heart sank.

“A-a-alright…Let me grab you a bowl. Just sit down and I’ll br-ring it out…”

Kana placed the pot back on the stove before pulling his pants back up. He tried to dry his shirt with a small towel, but to limited effect. A couple seconds to catch his breath, and Kana walked bravely out into the dining room to deliver Effie’s nutritious slop.

“Oh, that looks amazing! How did you get it so white? All the stuff at camp is so grey. Did you add whitefish?”

“Y-yeah, but it might taste a little weird…It’s a b-brand new recipe I’m trying.”

Kana’s shakes were back, as was his nervous stutter. He couldn’t believe what was happening. Effie was about to eat his cum. Right in front of him. Right in front of him! He started to stiffen up again, but his hands were enough to hide it from sight.

“Well, thanks for the meal!”

Effie looked down at her bowl. She didn’t even so much as touch the spoon and chopsticks laid out for her, electing instead to pick the bowl up by its base, tilt her bead back, and pour Kana’s seed straight in her mouth. She filled up her cheeks, lowered the bowl, chewed the thick mixture for a good 10 seconds, and sent it down her throat in one big gulp. There was still plenty left in the big bowl Kana gave her.

“Paaaah…” Effie exhaled deeply, a light puff of steam rising out from behind her molars. “Whoa, that’s some really dense stuff. For a second there, I thought it was gonna get stuck on the way down. Tastes a little funny, too.”

Kana’s erection was throbbing. He could feel his heartbeat in his ears. The urge to keep his hands out of his pants was almost too strong.

“Th-aaaat m-m-must have bhe-en the fhiiish…”

Kana doubled over in pleasure, gripping his penis tightly through his pants. Hunched over the same table Effie was sitting at, staring directly at the tiny dribblings cum that clung to her rosy lips, Kana started to masturbate. Not in an overt way – Kana didn’t stuff his hands down his pants and start stroking. Instead, he gradually softened the pressure of his grip, then tightened it back up again. As he slowly and deliberately massaged his cock, just under the table and out of sight, Effie kept eating.

Sweat trickled down Kana’s brow as Effie chewed and swallowed more of his semen-logged rice. The beads on his face were almost as big as the grains in Effie’s cum-porridge. Kana edged himself closer and closer as his body and mind fought for control. “Keep going!” his body screamed. “No, stop! This is wrong!” his mind cried. As right as he knew his mind was, Kana just couldn’t help but keep going. All he’d wanted for months…Months! Right there, right in front of him. Months of isolation. No women, no partners. Nobody to fuck…to breed. From where he was standing, Kana could smell the sweat on Effie’s athletic gear. It smelled sweet. So, so sweet.

Gulp.

“Fhew…”

Effie exhaled heavily again. Her last mouthful was particularly large, so much so that the mere act of swallowing it made her throat bulge out like it’d been stuffed with a whole apple.

“Thanks, Kana. That was really satisfying, and super thick. I love it.”

“Mm-mmhm…” Kana nodded.

“Kana? Are you alright?”

Effie got out of her seat and started walking around the table towards him.

The need to orgasm had been building up in Kana’s crotch for almost a minute now. He was burning a hole through his pants, and he was too hard to compress with his grip any longer. Kana couldn’t take it any longer. The overwhelming lust…He clamped down on his dick one last time and…

SPTLUUUUURT!

Instantly, a bowl’s-worth of cum exploded from within his pants, coating every square millimeter of his lap in white. It ran down his pantleg like a waterfall, pouring over his naked toes and seeping down into the cracks between the floorboards. Kana’s tool twitched and spasmed in his hand as even more cream gurgled out.

“Kana?!”

“E-Effie…” Kana’s throat was dry.

His orgasm died down, having let out three times the amount he had in the kitchen, and he slumped down onto the floor with his back against a wall. His dark-navy pants were drenched in a generous later of milky, gelatinous, white paste. He was still wearing those pants, and only the faintest outline of a bump was visible to Effie. It looked quite unremarkable, really. Small, even.

“Eff…” Kana’s cracked voice couldn’t even let out Effie’s whole name. He was too tired. “Still…huuuurts.”

Kana gripped at his crotch again, this time with both hands. His eyes were moist, glistening in the light pouring out of his open window.

“Kana, did you just…” the words were stuck in Effie’s throat. “Was that all…cum?”

For a moment, great clarity returned to Kana’s voice. He screamed, wanting desperately to make himself heard.

“Effie! I don’t know what’s wrong with me! The beaststone did something, but I don’t know what! For months now…All I can do is m-ma-muh…masturbate!”

His face turned even redder than it had been before.

“It’s all I can think about, and it’s so messy! Everyone else in the army has somebody to do it with. Dad has Mom, Keaton has aunt Camilla, Percy has Soleil, Kiragi has Midori…I don’t have anyone!”

“Kana…”

Effie’s heart went out to the inconsolable dragon. He’d spent so much time isolated in his Deeprealm – he had nobody to form deep and meaningful bonds with but his immediate family. He needed help. Just like Elise had ordered her to give, although that authorization really came secondary to Effie’s own deep, personal desire to guard Kana from his emotional pain.

“I’m not seeing anybody, if that’d help.”

“Huh…?”

Kana wasn’t expecting that kind of response. It was almost as if she’d totally forgotten about the gallon of sploodge he’d shot out everywhere.

“I mean, I’ve never really had time for that kind of thing. Protecting Elise is a full-time job, and working out takes up almost everything else. I guess since we’re in a Deeprealm, we’d have a lot of time to…get to know each other.”

Hope lit up Kana’s teary eyes.

“Effie?! A-are you serious?”

“It’s not like I don’t admire you in a way…You’ve done a lot to protect people on the battlefield. Even me, once or twice.”

Effie twirled the lose bits of her shirt over her finger. Her body gave clear signals to Kana. Effie was every bit as much an amateur to this as Kana was.

“Effie, I’m so happy! I haven’t felt like this in so long!”

Kana carefully picked himself up off the floor and rushed over to hug Effie, wetting her thighs with his cool, sticky cum. It took every neuron in her brain to focus on not snapping his spine in two, but she managed to restrict herself from hugging him back. She really did want to hug him back, though.

Kana released one of his arms and used the other to tug her in the direction of another closed door.

“Come on, come on! In my room!”

He swung the door open, revealing a surprising variety of high-quality Nohrian furniture. A bed, dresser, chairs, end tables, chests, all strangely out-of-place in his humble but well-constructed farmhouse. Most attention-grabbing of all was a massive, red couch. Plush, thick cushions, even more comfortable looking throw pillows, and a shockingly tall back. Xander could probably sit in that couch with his back completely straight and his head still wouldn’t peak out over the top.

Kana popped the inviting question.

“D-do you wanna lay down on the couch?”

“Uhm, is that where we’ll…?” The point on Effie’s question went unspoken, but Kana’s blushing face told her that he already understood and that the answer was yes.

She slapped herself in the face. She needed to psyche herself up. Kana was counting on her to support him though this, so she needed to exude a can-do-it attitude.

“Don’t worry, Kana! We can get through this together – I’m sure you’ll be able to join us for the next battle, no problem! I’ll do anything I can do to help.”

Effie laid herself stomach-down on the couch, taking up most of its seating space but leaving just enough for Kana. The full shape and size of her butt wasn’t clear to Kana until then. Tight, brown, elastic fabric clung to each cheek, following the pronounced curves of her ass. The deep, awe-inspiring valley between them seemed to just swallow her pants up. The thought of pulling those shorts back and letting them snap against Effie’s flawless skin, making it just a little red…Kana’s heart fluttered.

“Come on,” she patted the cushion directly in front of her with an open palm, “sit down.”

Kana’s own cute but much smaller butt planted itself on the velvety cushion.

“Well?” Effie looked up at Kana, seeing his lower lip tremble with equal parts anxiety and excitement. “I can’t really do anything for you if you don’t take your pants off. They’re…sort of getting the couch wet, too…”

Kana’s reply was quick: “Oh, right.”

He gripped the waist of his black, cum-soaked trousers and swiftly pulled them down to his ankles.

“Oh.”

Effie’s eyes broke from Kana’s, focused now on his penis. His perfectly normal, unremarkable looking (if not a little bit small) penis. Nothing unusual about his scrotum, either. Hairless, but otherwise completely standard gear.

“I suppose I can make do with this.”

Effie’s purpose here was to help Kana through his troubles, not to criticize. What with how much cum he was shooting out, she sort of expected him to be hung like a horse. To have nuts the size of grapefruit. To be bursting through binding tape, tensile force threatening to shoot shredded fabric across the horizon.

Nope. Just a 4-inch pecker with a decently sized head. She could wrap around the entire shaft with just three fingers.

And so she did.

Kana’s head drifted back the moment Effie’s hand made contact with his twitching cock.

“Oo-ooooooh…”

His eyes rolled up into his head and his mouth hung open as he emitted low moans of pleasure. She hadn’t even started moving yet. Just the sensation of another human’s hand, a hand that wasn’t his own, was unlike anything he’d ever experienced before.

“He must really like that,” Effie thought to herself.

She trained her eyes intently on the dick in her hand, her brain scheming up wonderful little ways to make Kana feel even better.

“Effie…I’m starting to feel something…!”

Kana’s head leaned further back. His eyes opened up wider than before, and his goofy open mouth shifted into a toothy grin.

Effie carefully tightened her grip, forming a ring at the base of his cock. Her pinky finger pinched off the pathway for cum to escape. Effie imagined that Kana must totally lack the self-control to edge himself properly. It’d feel so much better for him if he just held it in, just a little while longer. Effie herself was getting a little excited, thinking about Kana cutely worming around in his seat. She thought about how much jizz he’d spew if she got him backed up with a properly tight grip.

“Ooooohhh, YES!”

Just as sudden and unexpected at his emphatic “YES,” a twisted, grey horn sprouted out of Kana’s left temple. It pushed his beautiful orange hair to the side as its roots crawled across his face, trailing down his chin and over his forehead. His eyes went red, and black scales crept in from the edges of his countenance. Kana’s inner dragon was coming out. Awoken not by anger or by grief, but by lust. Without a dragonstone to control him, Kana was quickly turning feral.

“K-Kana?!”

Effie loosened her grip on his cock, pulling it away completely. Instantly, his awakened draconic tool filled the space between itself and Effie’s open palm. As if to say: “here, you forgot this.”

Effie broke out in a cold sweat. Some of the color drained from her face as she stared in awe at the size and shape of Kana’s inhuman erection. Flared tip, medial ring, a lighter, fleshier rod extending out of a dull sheath. In many ways, it closely resembled an equine cock. There were, however, notable differences. Enhancements, if one were so inclined. Kana’s blue meat sported an intimidating knot at it’s base, bigger than Effie’s entire head. His cock ballooned out about half-way down it’s three-foot length, creating a second sort of medial-knot. Whether this was a feature common to all dragon dicks or something bred exclusively into Kana as a result of his kistune blood, Effie had no way of knowing.

“Kana, is this still your…?”

Kana didn’t respond. His head was fully thrown back, out of Effie’s view. All she could see of his face was his chin, rapidly shifting in color and pattern to fit the image of a dragon.

“This thing’s a little…heavy…”

The heavy shaft of Kana’s kit was a challenge to keep propped up with her single hand. The physics of it hardly even allowed Kana to stand erect. His cock was simply so massive that the only thing keeping it off the ground was Effie’s muscular arm. If it had been anybody else with Kana, his tip would be pointed straight down in the pool of precum he was forming below. The impossible density of Kana’s dragon cock seemed to multiply with every throbbing, blood-delivering heartbeat. Extra layers of volume seemed to fill out his imposing meat too, expanding it to larger and greater sizes as Effie stared at it. Her jaw lay agape, and her nervous, cold sweat soaked through the back of her top.

Suddenly, Effie felt an open hand wrap its fingers around the back of her head. Its nails were sharp and slightly jagged, becoming entangled in her wavy, silver hair.

“W-what’re y-OUGH!”

Effie’s face shot towards Kana’s fat dick, her cheek and nose squished against its remarkably thick medial ring. Her voice was muffled against his cock flesh.

“Kana, what are you doing? Not so rough!” Effie tried to articulate. What really came out sounded much closer to “Mmmmmmpph!”

Kana rolled Effie’s head up and down his shaft, almost like one would roll a vibe up against their cock; the struggling shakes and vibrations of Effie’s cranium emulated the feeling of a vibe well enough. Effie’s drool smeared all across the surface of his pole, lubricating it well for what Kana’s subconscious breeding mind was planning next.

Effie soon noticed her shirt tightening up around her chest, flattening her enormous breasts and roughly stimulating her nipples. Kana had pinched the cloth between two fingers in his free hand and was slowly lifting the back of her shirt into the air. Kana seemed to be just as strong as Effie now, if not stronger. The way he brought her entire body off the couch without so much as breaking a sweat, without even having to use his body for leverage, shocked her. Kana lifted Effie’s entire buff frame with just his draconic forearm.

RRR-RRRRRRIP!

The tears introduced by Kana’s razor claws made their way around her chest, leaving the pink top in shreds. Effie’s soft bosom sprang forth for a moment before she crashed back down against their loveseat. Her face slipped down his rod and smacked against his lap, disorienting her for a moment. The world around her went a little dark and a little fuzzy. She could feel his hands, both of them this time, each grab one of her shapely cheeks. Fingers slid under the waistline of her pants, cutting them up like scissors but leaving her skin very much undamaged. With much less trouble than her shirt, Effie’s pants were turned to tattered fabric too.

With some of the last of his human sanity, Kana mockingly addressed Effie’s nakedness. “Why don’t we get you off your stomach, Eff? I want to see what you look like naked.”

Kana jolted up to his feet, pushing Effie off his lap. Her head fell softly back on the couch. Clarity coming back to her vision and her mind some seconds later, Effie lifted her torso up by planting an elbow on the cushion below. She reached out to the arm of the couch in front of her, grabbed it, and used it as an anchor to pull herself forward.

Effie shook off the rest of the grogginess from her rough handling. She looked left and right, across the entire room looking for Kana. Even though he’d stood up from the couch just a moment ago, she couldn’t find him. She got on her feet, arms up and legs spread; a fighter through-and-through, Effie was more concerned by the potential of an attack than she was concerned with maintaining her modesty.

“Kana, get out here.” Effie spoke sternly. “You need to calm down. Now.”

Just as Effie turned her head to survey the room, Kana lunged at her from behind some furniture. He was hiding behind his bed, waiting, watching, and searching for the perfect moment to pin her down. The view he got of her ass, tensed up and spread open in her defensive pose, had gotten his loins burning. Effie was his prey, his personal rutting mount, ready to be broken in.

Effie pivoted on the balls of her feet, moving more elegantly and fluidly than her normal suit of armor would ever allow. She rose her forearms to block Kana’s attack: an overhead strike with his thick, scaled tail. It landed hard but deflected onto the large, red sofa, leaving a large gash in its arm. Effie’s arm was mostly unharmed, if not a little sore.

“Gah!” Effie grunted as she stumbled from the blow. It was only a singular strike, but Effie could already tell that she’d never sparred with an opponent this physically strong. She wasn’t used to being challenged in this way. It was a little…exhilarating. Her nipples perked up, and an unconscious smirk sprouted on her face.

This trip was becoming a little more fun than she’d originally envisioned.

“Hi, Mom!”

“Aah, Selkie!” Corrin shrieked in surprise.

Selkie had just snuck up behind her and stuck her hands under Corrin’s pits. Selkie had been obsessed with sneaking up on people this week, like an ongoing game of hide-and-seek that she forced the rest of the army to play.

“I can’t find Effie. Where’d she go, Mom? I haven’t been able to catch her yet.”

“She’s out visiting your brother, honey. I’m sure she’s got her hands full, so please try not to bother her…Can’t you get Ignatius to play instead?”

“Suuuuuure…” Selkie rolled her eyes and flashed a devious smile, out of her mother’s sight.

Effie and Kana’s fight had transitioned to the floor. This past minute of fighting had left the entire bedroom in utter ruin. They had transitioned to wrestling each other.

“Stay do–AAAHN!”

Effie’s hold on Kana was quite compromising. Kana lay on his back with Effie perched atop him, sitting awkwardly on his cock and holding down his wrists. His hot, slimed-up erection rubbed up against her clit as Kana bit the air in front of him; Effie’s nipples lay just out of reach for his bites, swaying back and forth with her heavy breasts.

Effie’s hold started to weaken as she squirmed on Kana’s chest. His enormous cock, still coated in slimy precum and wet saliva, grew hotter on her lips with every second. It twitched and pulsed, tempting Effie to just give up and let Kana assume control. She let out the occasional squeak as she rocked on his penis, secretly trying to get off while she was still on top of him. She was at odds with herself now, utterly confused as to where she should go from here.

Does she tie him up and lock him down, or give in to her growing desires?

THWACK!

Capitalizing on Effie’s moment of weakness, Kana overpowered her wrester’s hold. He lurched forward, kicking Effie off balance and rolling her to the side. Effie’s arm slammed into the floor, causing her to release her grip and giving Kana the opportunity for a reversal. He completed the roll, pushing Effie from her side to her back and jumping atop her. Kana didn’t have the same distractions that Effie had from his new seat – he could keep a strong hold and get off at the same time without any problem.

“Can’t do anything when I have your wrists pinned, can you?”

“S-shut u-GLURK!”

Kana shoved the tip of his blunt monster in Effie’s mouth. It was easier to ram it in while she was talking than to have to try and push it past tight lips and gritted teeth. Kana’s ploy to goad a response out of her worked perfectly.

“Ghahaha! Why don’t you use that big mouth of yours for something good? I’ll even feed you some more of that porridge you like!”

“GHLRRRGH-SPPPPTHHHHLTH! GLRRUCCK! HGLLLHHHHH!”

Spit splattered everywhere and hundreds of shiny, foamy bubbles crept out of the corners of Effie’s mouth. Her nostrils flared and her cock-stuffed cheeks puffed up with air. When she inhaled, the concave shape her cheeks clung around the shape of Kana’s meaty tool. Watching and listening to his houseguest struggle and gag on 5 inches of cock, less than an a sixth his full size, satisfied his long-suppressed sexuality.

“Ooooooohhh, are those teeth I feel? Yesssss, keep doing that…Thaaaht tickles…”

Glurk! Glurk!

Kana thrust his hips forward and back, slowly and savoringly fucking Effie’s red and sweaty face. His shaft rubbed through her tits on its way toward her lips, ensuring no part of his sex went unserviced. Even his big, blue knot bumped into the base of her cleavage, stopping just shy of going through before he bottomed out in her mouth. Shockwaves swept across his fat knot, wobbling gently with her boobs.

The speed of his thrusts picked up gradually, shortening the time between Effie’s gurgles. When Kana couldn’t go any faster, he grabbed her hair with his left hand and started forcing her lips down his shaft – the facefucking doubled in speed now that Effie was being put to full use. Her molars massaged the thick skin of his durable cock, and her front teeth scraped and scratched just under his glans. Kana’s dick was so tough that Effie couldn’t hurt him even if she wanted to.

Feeling the mounting pressure in the pit of his stomach, Kana shifted from quick thrusts to deeper thrusts. He pushed against the back of her throat, trying to bend his stiff shaft down the curved path down to her esophagus. From his position, though, it just wasn’t possible. Instead, Kana smooshed and smeared the flat head of his dragon dick against the plush roof of her mouth.

“GGHP-PPPPPPPFFFFPTHLPPP!”

Effie’s muffled protest must as well not even have been vocalized. Kana’s groans were getting more animal-like, starting to turn to a soft growling. His motions were starting to lose finesse. Effie wasn’t going anywhere pinned like that, so he even retracted his second hand to grip the side of her head. Kana pulled Effie’s head in close, one last time, and held it there. His entire thigh-thick erection twitched as another load came rushing through the underside of his horse cock.

A heavy stream of spunk immediately flooded Effie’s throat. The creamy, off-white bounty splashed down in her stomach, reunited with the seed she’d swallowed previously: Kana’s “rice porridge.” Effie’s body gulped it down involuntarily, as a reflex. Apple-sized globs of cum distended her throat, rocketing through as she drank from Kana like he was a hose. Her belly pushed out past her waist just a little bit. The definition on Effie’s washboard abs were still plainly visible, but those depressions in her muscles started to grow lighter as her stomach got rounder. By the time Kana had finished, Effie looked to have stuffed an entire watermelon down her gullet.

The legend of the bottomless knight, who could eat an entire mountain of steaks and still not show an ounce of extra weight, seemed to finally be busted. Kana’s jizz was definitely filling.

Kana pulled his cock out of Effie’s mouth. With all the resistance Effie put up when he tried to put it in, one would think that she’d be willing to give it back up; however, the sheer size of his cock made its retrieval into a little bit of a struggle. With enough yanking and lurching, his flared head finally passed her lips. A loud “POP!” rang out once his tool was freed, punctuating the protracted effort of removing it. Not a speck of cum poured out, either; Kana’s cock was nicely polished, glistening with spit and still hard as a rock, and the only white to be found in or around Effie’s open maw was her pearly white teeth.

“Grrrrr-aaaahouh!” Kana moaned, gripped at his chest as if he were in pain. He toppled off of Effie’s relaxed body onto his back.

Effie’s body coughed and hacked as it readjusted to oxygen. She had feared that she might pass out if Kana had kept his dick down her windpipe any longer. Even though she was unrestrained now, theoretically free to stand up and subdue Kana while he was doubled-over, all the strength had been drained out of her. One arm slowly traveled down her chest to rub her slightly round stomach. She could feel her digestive acid bubbling away in her gut, slowly mixing with the overwhelming amount of dragon cum inside her.

Meanwhile, she stared intently at Kana. He was starting to undergo a second stage in his transformation, about to go entirely feral. A second silver horn sprouted from the opposite side of his face. Wings tore his shirt apart from the back, pushing him from the ground. His neck stretched out with his limbs, simultaneously sprouting lustrous, grey scales. His hair morphed into two long, brilliantly blue tails the same shade as his draconic tool. The only part of him that remained unchanged, really, was that tool. Kana had completely transformed himself, whether with or against his will, into a faceless monolith nearly 18 feet in length. Even though it didn’t look as stupidly out of place anymore, an erection just under a fourth of his height and still just as thick as his neck was nothing to laugh at.

“…”

Kana sat upright against a wall, wrapping his enormous wings around his torso like a blanket. He hung his head back, staring blankly at the ceiling with his legs spread wide open.

Effie still lay right beside him, so close that she could feel the intense heat radiating off his body. Kana had burst out in an intense fever. Effie could see his cock, standing straight up, veinier than it had been before. Pulsating ropes choked his deep-blue sheath, traveling up his knot and disappearing into his medial ring. Effie could see his pulse though the vessels in his loins – they grew fatter and more painful looking with every heartbeat, taking in more blood with every pump than could they could send back.

“GRRRRRAAAAUUUUGHHH!!!” Kana’s mighty roar shook the air around them.

He slammed his fist against the wood floor, splintering the boards. He pent-up sexual frustration mounted to an animalistic rage.

“Kana, you’ve got t–Hey!”

Kana grabbed Effie by the arms, pulling her up off the ground like a plush doll and suspending her above his swollen organ.

“Hey, put me down!”

“Grrrooooouuuuhh…”

More meaningless growling from Kana. For all he was concerned, Effie’s pleas were meaningless too.

Slowly, Kana lowered Effie onto his twitching cock. She pumped her legs to swing her body forward, intentionally misaligning herself with Kana’s tool in a feeble attempt to delay the inevitable. She used the naked soles of her feet to swat his incoming prick away from her pussy, but again to little effect. Kana gripped Effie’s left thigh with his free hand to stabilize her and quickly impaled Effie on its tip.

“G-Augh!”

The pointed head of Kana’s equine/canine monstrosity forced its way inside Effie’s comparatively tiny box. The juicy lips of her pussy spread apart and plumped up. Kana was only two inches deep inside of her, but she already felt as though she was about to break. He hadn’t even inserted the fattest part of his cock yet. Effie could feel the moist, tacky flesh of his flare between her thighs and against her lips.

“Kuh–Khanaa…”

Kana moved his fingers from Kana’s thigh to her shoulder. He began pressing on her body above, forcing her further down his erection.

The walls of Effie’s vagina molded themselves to every curve and angle of Kana’s breeding stick. As his flare dug itself deeper and deeper into her cave, it bore out pockets of air. Squelching noises came out of Effie’s lower-half as she gasped and gritted her teeth, trying not to lose her head. Her pussy became more like a vacuum with every passing bit of air that escaped. While that made it harder for Effie to push Kana out, it also made it harder for him to push himself any further in. In addition to the pressure system he was working against, Kana had also come upon Kana’s cervix.

“Shtop…I…cahn’t…”

Even without having penetrated her cervix, Kana’s unwieldy thing had stretched her torso out so far that she looked as though she could be pregnant.

Again, Kana readjusted his grip on Effie. He wrapped his fingers around her shoulder and her head, steadied his palms, and pumped her downwards with all his monstrous strength.

SPQULORCH!

In a single quick movement, Kana buried the rest of his shaft into Effie. Her body stretched like a surgical glove. Effie fell into Kana’s wide, inviting torso. Her legs and arms gave out. She lay limp like a cloth blanket across his abs, her head laid back between his pecs. Her eyes rolled up into her head, and her mouth hung open as she gasped for air.

Kana settled both his hands over her thighs – Effie clearly wasn’t going to be putting up much of a fight any more. Gently, he rubbed the sides of Effie’s extreme stomach bulge with the sides of his index fingers. Her skin was stretched nice and taught. It felt like he was masturbating through a condom. After tickling his base, Kana took his right arm to grip around his draconic tool. He could feel every bump and groove of her walls when he squeezed just above his bulbous knot. Occasionally, Kana would unintentionally dig a finger into the skin above her stretched-out G-spot, making her legs kick back and her thighs spasm like a fish on the deck of a boat. Her powerful feet slammed into the ground, causing even more of the already ruined floor to fracture.

An immense pressure started to build up in the bottom of Kana’s pelvis again. He grabbed a tighter hold of his living pocket-pussy and stroked his cock more vigorously. He nudged his fingers more forcefully into his pulsing cock. Effie’s malleable flesh molded around Kana’s fat digits – her G-spot flattened out to over quintuple its resting size, forcing her to new highs of pleasure she never could have imagined to be possible.

“Oooooouuuuuuggghhh!Khhaaannnaaahh!”

Effie’s entire body curled up around the towering pillar of meat jutting from her abdomen, twitching and shaking in wet, violent orgasm. She bit down on her lip, breaking the skin.

With the little amount of strength she had left in her body, she laid her hands on Kana’s mighty index finger. It was the one he had driven into the most sensitive erogenous zone in her pink pussy. Lightly, she stroked his finger with her own. She pulled him even more tightly into the walls of her vagina. She wanted her cunt to be crushed like a grape against the heel of his foot. Her indomitable spirit and warrior’s might kept discomfort at bay; she felt pure pleasure at the thought and sensation of her womb being flattened and then bloated out by an endless tide of sperm. She jostled herself up and down on his cock as well, dragging the ring of her cervix further down his shaft. At a point, it stretched around the bulbous midsection of his fantastic rod, knotting her twice over.

Kana thrust his hips upward into Effie, even though his entire dick was already buried in her squirting, quivering sex. The warm fluid spraying out of her pulverized box ran down his waist and around his butt. He roared, shaking the very foundation of the building they were in.

“GUUAAAAOOOOOOOUUUUUUGGGHH!!!”

GRRRR-SPLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRPPPPPFFFFTCH!!!

Effie’s head and arms were bounced off Kana’s rod by the explosive force of his cum filling up her inhuman womb. She could feel her legs lift gradually off the floor, propelled towards the ceiling by Kana’s firehose-like blast. Kana quickly released his choking hold on his cock and laid a hand on one of Effie’s thighs. Kana’s strong arm kept his partner’s ass glued to his lap, preventing her from flying off. Her stomach swelled out to twice the size of her own body, then thrice. The bit of her gut that took the initial blast from his spewing member looked to be permanently deformed, like a dome atop just a small fraction of her planetary cum-balloon abs. Hot, viscous goo sputtered out underneath her. It pooled around the entire room, clinging to Kana’s feet and to the base of her wobbling, spunk-sunk womb.

Overwhelmed with pleasure and cum, Effie’s consciousness faded. As her vision was completely eclipsed by the sight of her own turgid gut, her eyes rolled further back into her head and the world around her went blurry. Her eyelids shut only after she passed out, burning into her mind the image of her own body as a teetering condom overflowing with love. Even in her dreams, her unconscious brain would be consumed with the fantasy of Kana cumming limitlessly. He’d continue to spurt, squeezing out endless ropes of heavy cream all over her Deeprealm.

What happened for the next few hours was lost to time and memory. Effie’s mind was fucked clear of all cognitive ability, and Kana’s own mind was clouded by a heavy fog of bestial pleasure and desire. The history of their time together was remembered only by the land. The rice fields around Kana’s home turned from fertile marshes to a dense, bubbling pond. The crop he grew for sustenance drowned in musky white waters. The canyon around them served as a natural barrier, hiding the result of Kana’s rut from the Deeprealm’s other environments.

Sniff sniff…

“Eww…What’s that smell?”

The stink of Kana’s fresh cum assaulted Selkie’s sensitive nose the second she stepped out of the portal to his Deeprealm.

“Is this…?”

Selkie hurried up the mountain path to Kana’s house. The closer she came to it, the stronger the smell became. It almost brought her to her knees. She had to breathe through the fabric of her red hood just to keep going. The source of the suffocating smog was clear to her at that point. Why else would Corrin have sent Effie, of all people, to visit Kana? There was only one thing this stench could have been.

After a 20 minute slog up the trail to Kana, Selkie’s vision finally breached the rim of the canyon.

The entire crater, once a beautifully terraced farm, was filled all the way to the brim with jizz. The old land was unrecognizable at this point. Nothing resembling a farm was left to see any longer, just the straw roof of Kana’s hut.

As she looked on in awe and terror, she spotted two pink figures floating on the surface: Kana and Effie. Drifting above the surface was exceptionally easy, owing to the density of Kana’s pent-up cum. Effie coasted along on her back, with Kana’s head nuzzled between her naked breasts. The two of them grinned warmly in their sleep. Kana had naturally come down from his draconic transformation. The raging beast inside of him was conquered…

Or was it the raging beast that had conquered Effie?

Probably a little bit of both.

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