The immense worm falls forward with such violence that you think it is attacking. You stand your ground as the hideous face of the beast slams into the ground only a few paces from where you are standing. You are showered with loose dirt. The Wurllmek closes its many eyes and rocks subserviently with a length of its body arched between its lowered head and the hole from which it has emerged. You feel the beast's mind like a ripe plum held between two fingers. It is completely at your mercy.
You stride towards it, hearing the hiss of its breath between its folded mandibles and breathing the foul stench of the creature. You climb atop its snout and it twitches a dozen nostrils as large as your fist. You walk to the crown of its loathsome head, between the short, fat stubs of antennae-like sensory organs. You grasp them, which triggers a shudder in the Wurllmek that nearly throws you off its back.
"Careful, you idiot," you shout. "Carry me over the ground! Take me to the northern edge of your domain!"
The Wurllmek begins to carry you open its back across the ground. It slides over the earth and you look back to watch in amazement as its seemingly endless body slithers from the hole in the ground. It is longer than any building you have seen, even the library in Akrane. Perhaps as long as the Triumphant Approach to the High Palace, emerging in a rippling parade of hideous, pale-yellow flesh.
The power of the vast beast moving beneath you is intoxicating. You do not even need to give it verbal commands, you steer it with your mind, guiding it towards the edge of the hole-covered field. You arrive at a dark expanse of forest and command the Wurllmek to gently lower you to the ground. You step over its snout and even climb down along one of its mandibles. The beast seems completely disinterested in you as a source of food.
"Very good," you say aloud. "You may return to the underground. Do not bother me again."
The Wurllmek hesitates for a moment, perhaps sensing some desire to remain, some suppressed compulsion to prey upon you.
"Go!" You shout and it recoils as if struck with a giant lash. It slithers away and disappears into the nearest hole. You smile at your triumph over the simple beast.
"You are more powerful than the emissaries we sent to try to communicate with this beast," says your mother within your mind. "How did you learn to control such a creature?"
"In the library," you reply silently. "There are many forbidden books. I can be a naughty girl when it comes to books."
"Yes, you certainly are," chuckles your mother. "The Great One will be pleased."
Your smile tightens. You are still not certain you want to please a being like the Great One. Certainly you would not have had the confidence to cast such an evil spell without his blessing.
You trudge into the forest and soon find yourself on an ancient and well-worn trade road through a pine forest. The trees are dark and pattering with rain. The rumble of thunder signals that worse weather may be on its way. You feel more at home in these ominous woods than before. It is as if nothing could threaten you.
The worsening rain still makes you wish for a tavern or inn along this route, like most trade roads in Heimsvak. A place to have some warm food and ale beside a crackling fire.
Judging by the map, you have come a long way, but you still have a long way to go to Rhilath.
CONTINUE >
Enjoy one of the male slaves
“Are these men still able to think?” You ask Alyssa, stepping closer to her male slaves and marveling at the seamless way the giant bird heads are attached to them.
“Oh, I suspect as much as any normal man,” she says with a wave of her hand. “They enjoy using their cocks and they will never think to pleasure you with their tongue. Sounds like a normal man, does it not?”
“Yes, right,” you chuckle, stroking the bicep up to the shoulder of one of the men. “They are still quite lovely. Maybe… maybe even more lovely.”
“Much more! It is an improvement. You do not have to listen to them speak. They will sing if you tell them and that is enough.” She strokes the feathers of the man with the head of a red bird and he chirps merrily. “You like them, don’t you? Which one would you prefer, herald?”
Your pussy throbs as you look over their toned bodies and their thick cocks. Their bird heads might have seemed horrifying to you the day before, but today, after all you’ve been through, they seem handsome. One man stands out from the others for his brown skin and perfect musculature. His cock is also the largest by a fair degree.
“Ah, the sailor,” says Alyssa, following your gaze. She puts an arm around your shoulder and brings you closer to the dark-skinned man. “His ship crashed upon the rocks and he was the lone survivor of the crew. He found his way through the island’s many dangers and to my lovely brothel. He was such a passionate lover. So eager to join me and offer his protection. He will make a magnificent companion for you, herald.”
“Yes, I think so,” you say, running your fingertips over the pronounced ridges of his abdomen and down to the root of his huge cock. It flexes at your touch. Upon his shoulders is the black and white head of a handsome finch with circular red cheek-marks as if he is blushing. He looks at you, cocks his head to one side, and chirps loudly.
“Oh, I think he likes you too,” laughs Alyssa.
The succubus takes your hand and places it in the hand of the brown-skinned warrior. He passes his trident to one of the other guards and chirps loudly again as he begins to lead you out of the parlor. You cast a last glance back over your shoulder and see Alyssa leaning against one of her other male slaves, watching you go with a bright smile on her face. She wiggles her fingers at you in farewell and you are pulled through the silk curtains by the muscular guard.
He leads you down a hallway cast in a low red light. Doors line the sides of the hall. The warrior seems to know where he is taking you as he brings you to a small door with a symbol that you cannot read, but recognize as an abyssal hieroglyph. He chirps at you and holds the door open, revealing a small but comfortable room with red satin walls and a large four-poster bed. Your heart beats faster as you enter the room and the dark-skinned warrior joins you.
He stands beside the bed, his perfectly muscular chest rising and falling and his hands clenched into fists at his side. There is a soft pop and a tinkle of metal and the band enclosing his cock and balls drops to the floor. It must be some sort of magical chastity device, now removed for your pleasure.
You take him in once more with your gaze, his smooth skin seeming even darker in the lower light of the bedroom. You run your hands from his shoulders, down his arms, to his abdomen, and back up to his chest. You feel something against your skirt and you realize his cock has stiffened completely and the fat, chocolate-dark tip is prodding at your thighs.
“I suppose I should undress,” you say. He chirps a reply and his big hands reach up and lift the straps of your pack. “Oh, would you like to help?”
He chirps again as he sets the pack aside. You gaze into his small, dark bird eyes as he removes your sword belt and begins to unlace your bodice. It is hard to judge his reaction as he reveals your body, although he does chirp with noticeable excitement as he frees your breasts from your underwear. His hands are warm and strong and confident as he caresses your breasts before sliding his touch down to your hips.
You turn as he removes your panties, bending forward slightly to give him an invitingly luscious view of your plump bottom. He chirps once again as the peels your panties away from your pale cheeks and down your shapely thighs. You look back at him and giggle softly. His warm hands squeeze and spread your buttocks. His thumbs tease the length of your crack from both sides and lightly tickle against your asshole.
“Not there,” you giggle. “Not yet anyway.”
He chirps almost sadly and steps back, his huge cock bouncing up and down with the movement. It’s so thick and so hard that it looks unreal sticking out from his muscular hips. You embrace him, pressing your softness against his manly stone. His cock slides between your legs like the branch of a tre
e and your bare pussy rubs against the top of his manhood. Your juices slick his rigid length as you move your hips and grind your steamy softness against him.
"Oh, I want that big cock inside me," you moan, caressing his feather and kissing his muscular shoulder. "But I have to appreciate it first. Mmmmm... it deserves some... special attention."
You slide down his body, dragging your breasts against him the whole way. Your tits catch on the pussy-slicked pole of his cock. You wrap your hands around his hard shaft and let your soft mounds massage his cock as you pull his manhood between them. You squeeze your breasts with your upper arms, tightening them around his cock and arching your back to rub him between your soft mounds. He chirps excitedly and rests his big hands on your shoulders.
"Oh, you like that?" You laugh, bouncing your tits around him.
His fat, dark cockhead practically pokes you in your face with each downward stroke. You part your lips and lash his tip with your tongue, tasting the first hints of his salty precum. He chirps again and you let his cock ride your tongue to your lips, pressing that fat, chocolate tip into your mouth. You suckle at him for a moment, eliciting another chirp of pleasure, before you stroke up again with your breasts and his cock disappears between your ample mounds.
You repeat this several times, teasing his cock and making him chirp and squirm as you pop your lips away each time and massage his throbbing shaft between your breasts. You stop squeezing your breasts around his cock and take hold of his shaft with both of your hands, stroking him against your mouth. You stretch your lips around his hardness and take him deeper, pressing down your tongue and going to the back of your throat with his hard cock. You fight back the urge to gag as you suck him and bob on as much of his cock as you can take.
He chirps noisily above you, squeezing your shoulders and gently thrusting his hips. Your spit drips down his cock and drools from his fat bollocks. You squeeze and massage them with one hand while you continue to massage his shaft with the other. You moan greedily around him,.
You want to suck him off, to feel his cock exploding in your mouth, but the ache between your legs is too strong. You give his cock a final kiss and rise slowly to your feet. You climb onto the bed, onto your hands and knees, and look back at him over your shoulder.
"Fuck me," you say, reaching between your legs to cup the slick heat of your pussy. You spread your folds with your fingers and lean your head and breasts down to the bed. The massively-endowed warrior strokes your ass with his hands and brushes the head of his cock against your fingers and your pussy. His chocolate skin creates an exciting contrast with your pale flesh.
He takes hold of his cock and teases it against your entrance, sending pulses of pleasure through you. He presses harder, opening your delicate folds wider against the head of his cock. You take your fingers away so you can lift your upper body off the bed and look back at him more easily. He rests one hand on your shapely hip as he thrusts slowly past your folds and opens your tight channel.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," your moan is so deep it is almost a groan. He fills you and stretches you with his hard cock, pushing carefully into your tight pussy until he reaches your limit. He takes several more slow strokes that send ripples of pleasure through your body before taking hold of your hips with both hands and beginning to really fuck you. His cock works in and out, opening you wide and making your breasts swing beneath you. "Ohhh fuck! Oh, that's so good! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!"
He chirps gratefully and begins to pound his cock into your pussy. He works up the speed, slamming his muscular hips against your soft ass with greater and greater ferocity until it feels like he is spanking you. His thumb teases the tender divot of your asshole as he rams his massive member in and out of your slick pussy.
"Oh my god, I can't take it," you cry, feeling the pleasure rise. "Oh, you're going to make me... make me cum... ohhhhhhhHHH!"
You throw back your head, reaching back to brace one hand against his muscular abdomen as he pounds into you to your limit with each stroke. Your orgasm hits you with incredible force, nearly knocking you off your other hand. You just manage to stay upright as your inner walls squeeze and throb around the warrior's thrusting cock.
At the height of your pleasure, he lets out a loud squawk and you feel his cock jerk inside you. It only takes a thought to seal your womb against his seed. A moment later, his cum flows powerfully into your pussy. Waves of hot spunk slick his thrusts and lend a lewd, slurping sound to each thrust. You can feel his cum overflowing your pussy and dripping down your thighs. Your inner walls flutter around him, your orgasm slowly receding, but still milking out the rest of his load.
"Ohhhh gods," you laugh, crawling forward and flopping onto the bed. He crawls beside you, his cock become flaccid as you feel his seed leaking out of your freshly-fucked folds.
He holds you in his strong arms as you catch your breath. You feel exhausted at the moment, but you have a feeling that wonderful cock could have you ready to go again soon. You idly tease it with your finger tips and he lets out a soft chirp.
"You are quite a lover," you say, kissing his lightly sweaty pectorals. "I bet living here with a succubus gives you a lot of practice with that lovely cock."
"Yes, it does," says a sultry voice from the doorway. You lift your head, surprised, but not offended, by Alyssa's intrusion. She prowls towards the bed, her demonic body a study in evil perfection overflowing her crimson lingerie. Her wings flex and a smile curls her lips. "He is my favorite companion when I need a hard cock. Isn't it wonderful?"
"Yes," you admit.
"Are you interested in some more fun?" She asks, motioning the man out of her way. He crawls out from under you and leaves the room. You are sad to see him go, but Alyssa is even more lovely and her smile is inviting.
"I am," you admit, "but I rather fancied that lovely cock."
"Oh, well I have something fun for you," she says, kneeling beside you on the bed. Her lingerie melts away like smoke, revealing her impossibly perky and plump breasts with her wide areolas and fat nipples so pale lavender in color they almost blend into the color of her creamy breasts. Her pussy is delicate and pretty with just the slightest triangle of lavender hair.
Alyssa covers her sex with both hands and looks into your eyes, her violet seeming to flash with magic. She lets out a soft moan, takes her hands away from her groin, and reveals that her pussy has been replaced with a quite thick cock. It is pale like the rest of her, delicate, even feminine, despite the fact that it is the very symbol of maleness. She strokes it with her hand, peeling the foreskin back from the darkening purple tip. In a moment, it has risen to full hardness.
"Do you like it?" She asks. "I brought it just for you."
Your pulse quickens and your pussy flutters at the raunchy sight of this gorgeous demoness wielding a cock. You knew a succubus could change her shape to suit the desires of her lover, but you never considered she might be able to conjure a cock. Now that you have seen it, you are not at all surprised. What timid lover would not want to enjoy both at times?
"It's lovely," you say. "It looks... delicious!"
"Delicious?" Alyssa laughs. "Well then, come and have a taste. I promise you will not be disappointed."
You wrap your hand around her delicate cock and crawl closer, looking up at her sinister loveliness as you take her sweet-tasting cock into your mouth. Your lips tighten around her tip and you flick the head, tasting an oily hint of her precum. It is much sweeter than the slave's and entice you to suck more and harder. You bob on her cock, finding it much more perfectly suited for your mouth. You work one hand on her shaft and she caresses your head as you suck at her demonic tip.
"Ohhhh, you're quite good at that," she moans. "I'm not certain how long even I can withstand your lovely mouth."
You pop your lips free to encourage her, "No need to withstand. Cum for me. Fill my mouth with your demonic seed."
"Oh, you are a naughty one, aren't you," she says, guiding your mouth back to her cock with a
gentle pressure on the back of your head. The bedroom fills with her girlish cries of pleasure and your moaning and slurping on her magical manhood. You feel her swelling between your lips as her cries grow louder and more frequent. You look up at her, press her tip to the back of your throat, and take her deeper. You imagined it would be nearly impossible, but perhaps it is her sweet precum or simply her lusty magic, but you effortlessly take her to the hilt.
"YEsssss!" She hisses as your throat muscles swallow against her length. "Ohhhhhh, take it. Take my seed, lovely Penelope."
Alyssa's cock throbs in your throat and the heat of her cum pulses down your throat and into your belly. Each spurt of cum sends an unexpected jolt of pleasure through your body. It takes you a moment to realize that you are having an orgasm from swallowing the succubus's demonic cum. Each spurt is another wave of pleasure followed by a warmth that saturates your body from your belly. You feel great affection for Alyssa, probably dosed with her intoxicating spunk, but you are not overcome. You still have your wits.
You slip her spent cock from your mouth and rise to kiss her passionately. Your tongues swirl together and she moans into the embrace. You feel a slight pang of something strange, something magical, and you realize the succubus is feeding upon your essence. You are helpless to resist her, but she stops after only a moment and breaks the kiss.
"That was lovely," she purrs. "I feel I owe you something in return."
"Not necessary," you say, licking your lips and frowning slightly at the way you feel. "Your bird-headed friend took care of me thoroughly. I cannot stay long."
"Not as thoroughly as I could take care of you," she says, caressing your breasts and teasing your nipples. "Where are you going?"
"What?"
"After here. Are you going to the Dead City?" You nod in reply. "That sounds rather boring. You should stay here. Stay with me."
"My mother and the Great One are there. I must join them."
"Well," she says, lightly playing her fingers on your thighs and between them. "Since you are so very important and you must join them, I suppose I can come with you."
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