by E M Beastly
He was much bigger than the Black Beast, both in his height and in girth. His slate grey skin stretched firmly over his muscular frame. Unbelievably large, floppy ears fanned his iron skull in which a prehensile proboscis stretched down his face between two menacing lances of ivory. The only thing familiar to Annwfn about him was the way he walked upright like a man, though the same could be said about the Black Beast, and he is far from being human. His long prehensile truck stretched down, and could nearly wrap around his rotund belly. His cock could almost do the same, but instead hung around his knees. If it were not for the location of them on his body, Annwfn would not have been able to tell them apart. After all, he was using both to tease her. One would squeeze between her cleavage, the other went between her legs threatening to penetrate her.
While he teased and played with her body, two others stood at her sides. They two were monsters of lust who wanted a turn at pleasuring her, and she to pleasure them. To show that they were not ignored, she sucked on the nearer ones strange brindle colored cock. The other she only had the pleasure of caressing his cock with her paws. Since that first full moon, she had become quite agile in the pleasing of the male species. She would bring them to cum with skillful flicks of finger and tongue whilst under the spell of similar pleasure played upon her own sex.
The cock spurting thick and flavorful seed in her mouth seemed very human. The body it attached to was a monstrosity whose frame and figure was unlike any wild dog or wolf she had ever seen or heard about. The other, whose cock she grasped, was dressed in feathers; yet, he was no eagle, hawk, pigeon or sparrow. He was just another monster; part bird, part man, and part something else that seemed to be reminiscent of a large cat. He possessed the most inhuman cock of the three. So she saved him for last, hoping he would provide a Grande Finale in providing exotic pleasure for her body.
It did not matter if they came before soaking her womb with their seed as they had plenty to give. Their heavy male sacks that swung between their legs were so full and heavy that she wondered how it did not bother them to walk.
The two switched places so that she could try out the flavor of the big, blue cock of her griffin lover. Yet, it was hard to suck on his gorgeous cock when the massive grey beast, who was still playing with her teats with his long truck, was now also stuffing the one between his legs deep into her furry abode. She should be used to taking on such plump and heavy meat. She had taken so much and so many that one would think her body was accustomed. He was the biggest member of her new clan. She never would have been able to take his cock, let alone survive it, if she had not been transformed. Now she was just as exotic as the rest of them, and her new body had no trouble taking her elephantine lover all the way to his hilt.
He possessed the strength to tear down trees and smash mountains, but in the throes of lust, he was a gentle giant. Even gentler than the wild, passionate breeding sessions she first had with the Black Beast. Now that she had crossed this lustfully seductive threshold, there was nothing forbidden about enjoying the comforts of her new friends and family. Therefore, she relaxed and slowly savored his massive, throbbing member. Both of them enjoying the moment whilst the others, who cocks she pleasured by finger and tongue, waited patiently for their turns.
In patience, they too eventually received their reward. Yet to Annwfn, she came to realize she was always getting the better reward. Her new family was massive, and there always seemed to be a new exotic member she had yet to meet and be cozily acquainted with. And soon, her family would grow to give her more familiar friends to play with. The Black Beast was still hungry and his monstrous family and harem was not adequate for his lustful greed.
Annwfn's mother, sisters and brothers believed Fomorians from the west isle were invading one terrible misty night when the moon glowed in deep crimson. Not a single villager was spared from the lust driven frenzy of monsters that Annwfn brought back with her. Her mother no longer recognized her when she slipped into her former home with two monsters by her side. They were monsters indeed. The first on her right, a reptilian creature part man and part dragon. From between his scales sprouted not one, but two large, red phalluses. Stacked on top of each other, they contrasted brightly against his emerald green. He eyed Annwfn's mother first, but she pointed to her two sisters, and he obeyed and took them both. The beast on her left was even more terrible. Though he only had one cock, it was a truly inhuman thing that even myth and legend could not describe. Nonetheless, even if his appearance filled all those inside her former home with an undisputable horror, there was no doubt something fantastic about him. He was Annwfn's son after all. This could only mean that she had found something strong and predatorily feral in his father to make her desire to sire a son of such the likes as he.
Annfwn called this son Neskre, a word not contained in the native tongue of her former home, and it showed in all his features. Annfwn's mother could not stop starring at the monstrous appendage that sprung out from between his chitinous legs. At first, she did not know that the purple pinecone looking thing happened to be its breeding appendage. To her, it looked more like a giant sea slug with many flippers, was hanging onto the undercarriage of this monstrous beetle shaped creature.
Outside their hut, the cries of villagers already caught were heard screaming and then moaning from their capture; including all of Annwfn’s brothers who had fought and lost to this onslaught. Annwfn granted them the company of two of her lovely new sisters from the carnal wild. They were just as monstrous as anything else invading with their fur, scales, wings and horns. Yet, these sirens of lust possessed the most beautiful shapes to the forms of their bodies. If it were not for the inhuman features that defined their Fomorian origins, they surely would have been goddesses instead.
The brothers had drawn up their spears like all the other fighting men. Nonetheless, the sirens call, produced by these she-devil's bodies, created an enchanting spell upon them all. The brothers did not understand what was happening. Their minds resisted but their bodies ached with some sort of ancient desire. One brother braved to stare the witches down, but was quickly deterred when a great pain in his dick brought him to his knees. His dick had never been so hard and stiff before. He could feel his blood pump hot and thick in its veins.
Only the sweet release of his manly essence could calm his suffering. As one can imagine, it was not something someone did on a perceived battlefield. However, this was no ordinary enemy, and their weapons were forged from lust and desire. Now poisoned by these weapons, the invaders administered the cure. The tongue and lips of the monstrous invaders began to drink from throbbing hot dicks, and tribesmen could only put down their war spears and raise their naked lances forged by lust.
One brother tried to fight back, but it felt so good to have the burning and aching desire licked off his manhood. He knew it was a curse, but his inner animal took over. As long as the pain of his desire was eased, as long as the hard pain of his pulsating cock was quenched with pleasure, he did not care the mouth was attached to a rabbits face, or that she had long, soft rabbit ears. Her fur a soft pink, and to any modern day observer she would be the perfect candidate for an Easter surprise. Yet, this was back in a time when giant pink rabbits that walked upright were a dangerous thing. Fairies were something to be feared, not fucked.
Now it was kissing his cock in the midst of a midnight invasion. His weapon and shield already lost when he tried to sooth the pain in his raging erection by himself. Though he knew these beasts were responsible, having his suffering quenched made him no longer care what was pleasing him in the middle of this battleground.
All around him, he saw much of the same. All the villagers' men had fallen prey to the same curse. All of them now happy that something was there to sooth the pain of their enchanted balls and stiff dicks. It was a cruel trick to make men and women seek solace from those invaders that were neither man nor beast. Nonetheless, it had worked, and now they were glad that these alien lovers were so good at providing sexual
satisfaction. Though they had all the appearances of beasts and monsters, they did not embrace their newfound lovers in a monstrous manner. No, they embraced these strangers tenderly and compassionately as though they had always known them. They licked them with sweet, wet kisses, and caressed them gently to allow them to be acquainted to the exotic textures of their bodies.
The villagers' best warriors had been easy to vanquish. Annwfn could hear her brothers clearly within the orgasmic chaos brewing outside. Her mother and sisters stood no chance against the Black Beasts new war-chief of deviant temptations. She could hear clearly how her eldest brother had already moved on from having his spear licked and fondled. Now his spear penetrated the pink bunny deeply, causing them both to let out a deep moan that reverberated over all the others.
Her mother and sisters were the last to feel the curse. The enchantment wafted through the air like a noxious gas. Their bodies became hot, making sweat bead on their skin and drip down their bosoms. They willingly took their own clothes off in the midst of the hot mist that bathed them. They felt the strange tingly urge swell inside their groins, forcing them to buckle over in what they thought was pain. However, the pain was only in their human dignity. How could such a feeling overtake them now in the presence of such things, they could only wonder.
Soon, they too realized that they were no different from these monstrous animals and beasts. They were made to come into heat, and now they wanted to breed. They were terrified of what that would mean; they still did not understand that this monstrosity before them was their kin. Annwfn had already fully embraced her family. Her black fur and curling horns were not unlike her first husbands. Only her feminine form and ripe plump breasts under her black curly mane hinted at her former humanity.
She smiled and pleasured herself as she watched her draconic son Doryu, with his reptilian scales that glimmered like emeralds, snuggle between her two sisters and place them under his leathery wings. Her sisters had their fears slowly washed away from the touch of his smooth scales that slid across their skin like polished sand. When their fear had completely left them, and with only the heat of their unnatural desire remaining, the dragon then stacked them on each other and penetrated them both with his twin cocks.
Their mother could only watch. She was no longer paying attention to Neskre who came lumbering her way; even if his strange phallus dripped in pre-cum, hungering to impale her with its pinecone shape. Her daughters and the mythic beast that was in the process of filling them simultaneously with his seed was her world now. It was not so much the act of coitus that disturbed her, but the sudden change in attitude that had swept over her daughters. Like her, they had huddled in fear only moments ago, only to now be grateful and thoroughly happy to have their burning heat quenched by this creature. She hated how he did it with such compassion and playful innocence; acting as if he had nothing to do with the curse that compelled her daughters into this deed, or would soon compel her to do the same.
Nonetheless, she could not deny that these feelings of lust felt familiar to her. It was something just as ancient and primal as these mythic creatures. The more the cries and moans of deep pleasure roared both inside and outside her home, the more it struck at her primordial soul.
Annwfn, the Black Beast, had already brought herself to the peak of an orgasm by watching her mother and siblings embrace her new family. Her black clitoris swollen from the harsh pinching and rubbing she punished it with, combing through her own course, thick and curly scruff around it to get the job done. She, her own monstrous playmate, could not wait to see them cum from the thrusting cocks of her monstrous sons. She knew the one she had chosen for her mother was special. His father had been a particularly new experience for her; one she could never forget. The shape of his penis with its hundreds of flipper shaped knobs pushed and caressed every bit of her womanly interior. It had been as if if a hundred fingers were each pushing on every spot in an attempt to find that one spot inside of her that would cause the most amount of pleasure. His body may have been hard and chitinous, but his cock was a plaything from another word. It made her mother scream and moan loader than any other. For that, Annwfn was glad.
The night went on as it had for her during her first night. The monstrous orgy seemed to go on without end. Each of her siblings, her mother and her neighbors were taken by multiple partners, each one more monstrous than the last. The men of the village had their dicks sucked by maws full of fangs, creatures with beaks, and shimmering lips from amphibious woman. Each one willing to let them try to deflate their raging erections by releasing their aching balls inside them. Even Annwfn herself took on a few and let them try out her black pussy with its shaggy carpet of beastly curls. Her body was mortal no more, and these men were desperate to try anything that might ease the sting of their erections. Yet, cum as they might, their lust only grew.
It was the same for the woman. Only they were filling themselves up with cocks of unimaginable shapes and sizes. Yet, as their lust grew, the more they hungered to be filled. Some even demanded that two or more take them at once. As their pussies stretched to accommodate more monstrous lovers, so too did their bodies change to allow it to happen. Some grew fur, other feathers or scales, it all depended on the monster they loved to feel the most inside them; the ones that quenched their enchanted thirst the most. Many became twisted hybrids of the many things that satisfied them.
Not all the villagers were taken that night. The young were spared, but not before having their virgin eyes spoiled to the future that surely awaited them. To outsiders it became a strange place ruled only by these children, and the children of these children. What happened to them as they grew into adulthood could only be guessed. Eventually, these outsiders conquered the land, and the strange residents were forced to adopt their foreign customs. Their customs could never compare to these children who always had a strangeness to them that got worse with the passage of time. Each one eventually disappeared under mysterious circumstances, but not before passing on their strangeness to the next generation. During the time of the bourgeoisie, this strangeness formed a cult of sorts, with all its whispers of black magic and witches. They hid in the town of Elmsdeep, holding secret orgies where none thought to look: The church in the cemetery, which was supposed to be a consecrated and holy place.
And so, the stories about Satan's doorway came to be. Through the ages, a land seen by outside observance to be a place where good Christians morn their dead, was actually a place for glorious rights of passage. Just like that night when Annwfn brought her family to the village; her children, grandchildren, her brothers and her sisters would appear again to take new siblings home with them. Eerie lights brighten up the church as it fills up with moans and wails; the result of monstrous flesh mingling with young new initiates.
There is no escaping her. The tunnels reach far beyond the reaches of Elmsdeep, and the black cat that legend claimed was death, is actually her sentinel. It watches from her gate, looking for those who are ready. If you are found worthy, they come for you. Down the dark passageways, they take you. They will make a grave for you to commemorate your passage from this word to the next.
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