Conquest of Orcs - Assault of St. Lyril's Abby Part 3

Hey pervs! I'm not gone, I've just been working a lot and keeping myself free of nasty little diseases. This one should have been posted awhile ago, but you know how things go. Look at my line work, it's still all wavy. I've since found ways to not be so shaky. You'll see in the next one. I loved drawing this one, "Conquests of Orcs" is one of my favorites to draw. I hope you enjoy this very non-safe for work version of the front cover.

"Conquest of Orcs - Assault of St. Lyril's Abby - Part 3"

     “A princess, you say? And an elf—” Dar’Tok grinned, revealing his sharp orcish teeth. The chains attached to the wrists of the pregnant elven girl clanked as she shifted from the mentioning of another of her species, especially, that of a princess. Her face flashed bright red from the shame and embarrassment of having been captured by this beast, and for having now carrying his child.

     Celyna stepped slightly forward again, however, was careful not to get within reaching distance of the sigil that still burned on the sanctuary’s floor. It was a sigil that was powered by faith and Celyna’s faith was unresolved. “I order you to release everyone and leave this place, else risk the wrath of Falling Leaf!”

     Dar’Tok laughed as he grabbed Nysee’s breast. Her belly was still bulging from having received the orc’s and cock hound’s seed. She shook, as his touch caused a stray orgasm to ripple across her body. The other orcs, hearing their leader laugh, decided to join in the joke – whatever that was.

     “My men have captured this temple, and everything inside belongs to us. It is you, who will surrender to us.” He grabbed Nysee by her hair, dragging her up to her feet in order to display her luscious breasts and swollen belly. “I will spare this whore’s life, if you surrender to me now. Otherwise, should you fail, I’ll slit her throat right here.”

     The elf gasped. She looked to her fellow priestesses and swallowed hard. A begging question entered her mind and she asked, “How do I know that you won’t kill her the moment I exit the circle?” Celyna was frightened for Nysee, but she needed reassurances that her friend would not be harmed.

     “May Ookrish, the Bloody Hand, rip out my heart if I am lying.” He licked the side of Nysee’s face and she cringed. “Better think fast or the deal will expire and this cunt’s blood will drench the floor.” He pulled out a long jagged dagger and displayed it so that Celyna could best see it.

     With an inhalation of breath, a frightful look at the elf slave chained around Dar’tok’s neck, she gently touched the hand of one of the reluctant nun’s who did not wish to see her go as a means to reassure her, before she stepped out of the circle. 

     Despite her small size, Celyna started hard at the orc leader. She did her best not to look at her used naked friend, and hoped that her determination and confidence would somehow shake the beast’s resolve. However, Dar’tok grinned at her and tossed Nysee aside. She clamored to the floor, yet quickly looked up to see what horrors would befall her elven friend.

     Nysee was relieved that she was no longer in the orc’s clutches, and her swollen belly made her feel heavy and unable to defend herself if the need rose. However, she was upset that Celyna had stepped out of the circle and what’s worse, is that she revealed herself as royalty. The one thing that Nysee knew about orcs, was their obsession with royalty.

     Dar’tok reached around his neck and unfastened the mechanicsm which held the pregnant elven slave in place. With a click, the chains and the elven girl fell to the floor in a heap. The crash sounded like it had bruised her, but the elf didn’t even release a painful wince. She remained on the floor, battered and used. The orc stepped closer to the elf, up until he was but a foot in front of her. She continued to hold her stare and defiance. With a quick motion of his arm, his enormous hand gripped around her throat and hoisted her into the air so that the elf’s stare could be on the same eye-to-eye level as the orc’s.

     “Today is your lucky day, royal slut. As I am going to make you my whore bride.” With his other hand, Dar’tok grabbed Celyna’s collar and yanked down with such strength that the fabric of her holy vestments tore and pulled off of her body. Celyna choked a squeak of surprise as her clothes fell away from her body so easily.

     Celyna’s undergarments were far more risqué than the St. Lyril’s would have preferred. The cotton panties and bra that were customary were too itchy for Celyna’s likes, and preferred the elven silks that her people produced in Falling Leaf. They were beautiful enough, or perhaps lust inspiring enough, that Dar’tok left them in place. With a single finger, he pulled on her bra so that the silk would slip beneath her breasts, causing them to pop out. Having witnessed the previous acts of debauchery, Celyna’s nipples were as hard as they have ever been and Dar’tok smiled wickedly to himself.

     “Looks like you’re ready for a good fucking, cunt.” With the same finger he brushed Celyna’s g-string aside and positioned his cock at the entrance of her dripping pussy.

     Celyna shook her head, fearful of the massive size of his cock which pulsed from his heartbeat. The orc’s baby maker was thicker than her arm, and nearly just as long. It was at least 16 inches, if not more, with a girth that would make a horse blush. The tip of his head held a purplish tint and his shaft was as green as the rest of him though covered in thick veins. Despite being choked, Celyna was able to breath as his hand placed the majority of his pressure beneath her jaw. She tried to struggle, pulling her hands up to pry at his fingers, while another tried to cover her own sex, but his other hand swatted her away.

     With a grunt and a powerful thrust, Dar’tok pushed himself into her cunny causing her to arch her back as the pain and pleasure bolted across her body like a stampede of wild stallions.

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Goblin Warrens 9 - Village Seed

It's been awhile! I've had so many things going on lately! I moved! I improved my space some. Went to a couple conventions. It's been a blast! But I'm still writing and here's my newest kinky addition to your future library.

Goblin Warrens – 9

               The rafters made the perfect place to tie a rope over the beams. William was kept separate from his wife and daughters, while Roselyn and Camilla were tied with their hands strung out over their heads.

Camilla’s breasts drooped heavily from her chest, plump with milk that would occasionally drip out from her nipples. Her belly distended far into her 9^th month of pregnancy, as that is where Kildack preferred to leave her so that her family could get an eyeful. She could feel the goblin babe inside her stirring from time to time, and she knew that it would only take one more good fucking from Kildack to push her into labor. She was wet between her legs, an almost constant now every since she gave into Kildack’s marriage proposal – which, in the end, seemed more like permanent servitude. She tried her best not to look at her father.

Her mother, Roselyn was also naked to the room. Her breasts seemed to get heavier by the moment, while her belly was showing the first signs of pregnancy by sporting the same engorged belly as her daughter, Camilla. She thought she was done having children. For several years, both William and her were trying to have a son, but after Penelope had been born, all their attempts ended in failure. Not even the priestesses could help them discover a means to bare another child – besides goblin semen, which the church is strongly against. She watched as her daughter Penelope fell to the goblin’s onslaught.

Penelope’s head had leaned all the way back, so that her face was positioned for her father to get a full look at her expressions. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head, as well as her tongue had rolled out of her mouth. Goblin cum dripped from her face from Kildack’s prior face fucking, which ended deep into her throat and further on her face as he pulled out. His spunk was foul at first, but as she breathed it in, she felt a sense of nirvana. Her arms were above her head, pulling at the old carpet on the floor as she rode each wave of pleasure that washed across her body with Kildack’s every thrust.

William watched silently and with an uncurable lust that had rose inside of him as he watched his family be taken by this savage creature. His eyes rolled over her breasts, perky yet petite, something that the goblin had taken into his mouth from time to time which caused her nipples to be hardened to a good inch in length. Sweat drenched her, creating a glisten to her skin, which captured the fire light of the lamps throughout the home. Her brown hair pooled across the floor.

Kildack thrust slowly thrust his thick baby maker into her cunt. Already, he had filled her with his seed twice. A small baby bump had grown on her, and she looked tiny in comparison to her mother and sister. His balls were engorged, tight, and just aching to release more of his seed inside her. He raised her legs with his arms and plunged his cock deeper inside her, pressing beyond her cervix and spilling into her womb. There was still a slight resistance when he pushed deeper into her, but it allowed him entrance and it gripped his head tightly. Her cunt was yearning for more of his seed.

“Do you like watching your daughter being filled by my cock?” Kildack asked as he stared threateningly into William. “Her’s is a face of wanting.”

He thrust harder into her and she let out a intense scream of pleasure. Penelope’s cunt was tight against his cock, almost refusing to let it leave her body. She was craving it. Each time he came inside her, her entire body erupted in orgasms that refused to end for several minutes on end. It was a taste of euphoria that she had never experienced before in her lifetime. She had always imagined what it would feel like to be taken by a monster, and now she experienced the ferocity of it firsthand.

William again tried to hide his eyes, but despite the ravaging of both his daughters and wife, he found that his own internal lusts were building up inside him and it was getting harder and harder for him to hide that his own erection was ready to pop out of his garments. He had imagined that his daughters would introduce another human, or perhaps an elf, as their new husband – he had even prepared himself when Camilla became a fighter that she would someday bring home a girlfriend. When she married Umaris, he was happy at the prospect that he could someday see some grandchildren. The goblin babes that his wife and daughters now carried was not something he could consider a grandchild. They were beasts, monsters whose only drive was to eat and breed. He kept thinking to himself that he couldn’t protect them, and that he had failed them.

“Here’s some more seed for my new bitch!” Kildack declared as he strongly clamped his hands down onto her waist and pulled her into him. His cock lurched inside of her, hitting the back of her uterus and sloshing in with the rest of the semen that he had previously expelled into her. “Get pregnant, slut! Open yourself to bearing my children.” His cock exploded inside her, his cock thickened, his balls clenched as stream after stream of goblin spunk poured into her womb.

Kildack grunted as he emptied himself inside her. Rope after rope blasted into her, mixing with the other loads he had given her until it made a primordial soup for bearing life. The semen would only act to accelerate the growth of the goblin babe within her. Penelope screamed at the height of her own orgasms as they fluttered about her entire body, like a swarm of imps scratching at her skin but instead of pain it brought an untold amount of pleasure. (To be Continued with purchased version!)

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Goblin Warrens 8 - Communal Property

Hiiiiiiiiiiieeeeee! I am so behind on posting this one, it's like its a travesty! Don't worry my goblin freaks, I am posting the alternative title to Goblin Warrens 8, as well as Goblin Warrens 9 just for you! I really hope you like this one, it's getting more kinky by the day.

Goblin Warrens – 8

               Camilla had given birth to six other goblins before Kildack wanted to rest. It seemed like he had been fucking her for days, filling her up over and over again with his semen. She barley could keep her head straight. Despite the toll giving birth rapidly to goblins took on her body, she bounced back ready for more. She believed that there was something with the goblin’s semen that sustained her.

               Now they were officially married by the blood beast. A blessing that had transformed her body temporarily, though the engorgement of her breasts and the ability to give birth anally remained. There was something else that Kildack failed to mention to her prior to her consenting to becoming his wedded whore. He now held a strong influence over her mind, one that she discovered she could not disobey. And with that influence came the enforcement of a goblin tradition known as community property.

               Kildack had told her what it entailed while she was spilling his seed inside her ass. She tried her hardest to protest, but found herself agreeing despite her fears. Now the butterflies swirled around her pregnant belly. Her goblin master ensured that she appeared nearly nine months pregnant before setting his plan into motion. It involved leaving the cave during the darkest night and visiting the town of Blackwater, where her family lived. The thing of it was, is that when one marries a goblin, they take ownership of your mother and all your mother’s children as well. Camilla was to be presented before her family as the goblin’s property with proof of her being knocked up as evidence of his claim. She knew that Kildack was powerful enough to seize anyone that he wanted, but to have her displayed like a trophy and to bestow her family onto him was a moment of pure degradation.

               It took them several hours to reach the town on foot. Camilla was unsure of what direction they were heading at first, let alone being able to see half of the landscape before it was a few feet in front of her. She remembered canvassing this area while he was married to Umaris, her husband, and fellow adventurer. They had spent several nights under the stars, bathed in the moonlight, and made love out in the open knowing that there wasn’t a soul around to interrupt them. The memories came to her as her breasts started leaking with milk.

               There were guards posted at the walls, but Kildack did not waste his time going through the main entrance. He knew a way through a sewage exit pipe that lead them into the alley not far away from her family home. She did not grow up in the richest of neighborhoods, in fact, sometimes it was difficult for her family to make ends meet. Her father worked as a scribe and was surprised when she declared, at a young age, that she wanted to be a warrior. Camilla would send her mother, father, and younger sister money she made from her adventures to help them live a better life.

               Once she reached their home, Kildack knocked on the door and crouched behind her in order to keep himself hidden, at least for the first initial moments.

               A woman with long blonde hair, in her mid-thirties, pale skin answered the door with a lit candle in hand. Not far behind her was her husband, a skinny man with short brown hair, rounded glasses, and his hands securely on her waist.

               “Camilla…” the woman asked as she squinted her eyes to better make use of the light. “Is that you?”

               “We haven’t heard from you in weeks, quickly come in, before you catch cold.” Her father stated as he moved his way out of the doorway so his wife would have room to step back as well.

               Camilla swallowed hard and stepped into the house, where too, Kildack stepped inside. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he straightened his spine, extended his clawed hands on the door and pressed it shut. 

               Camilla’s mother, Roselynn, released a heavy gasp – too petrified to scream – as the goblin towered over her. Her hand started to quake, causing the light of the candle to nearly extinguish.

               Her father, William, grabbed the nearest thing he could find which was a small wooden stool and held it in front of him like it were a sword. “Watch out Camilla!”

               Kildack rushed at him with his claws and teeth bared. William was so startled that he dropped the stool and fell backwards in order to dodge the attack. Kildack grinned at the weak little man and grabbed Roselynn by the throat. “Don’t scream, or I’ll kill your pathetic mate.”

               Roselynn trembled, she kept her voice inside her as best as she could, but her breaths came heavy, pressing her size apple-sized tits into the air with every intake. 

               Feeling especially terrible for visiting this upon her parents, Camilla stared down at the floor immediately after bolting the door behind her.

               “Camilla?!” Her father issued from the floor as he was too afraid to get up. He looked at his daughter, whom was buried beneath a brown robe that was far bigger than her.

               Kildack watched the pitiful exchange between daughter and father and chuckled to himself. “Show them.” He barked from between his teeth.

               Shaking from the humiliation of it, Camilla untied the rope and opened the robe, revealing her naked body to her parents. Her breasts were firmly engorged with milk, which leaked periodically, while her belly was far into her 9^th month of pregnancy – or at least, near the end of a goblin child’s gestation period. She blushed from it all.

               Roselynn gasped, not from the goblin’s hand that was wrapped around her throat, but from the shock of seeing her daughter in such an undignified way. She imagined all sorts of terrors that Camilla had suffered beneath this beast. With a small bit of hesitation, Roselynn gazed at the goblin’s muscles, his abs, and the small lion cloth that was already starting to bulge – a bulge that she had only fantasized about.

               “My dear Cami, no-no-no.” William felt as if he was going to cry. Knowing that the child she presently held inside her belly belonged to the goblin who had invaded his home.

               “Your daughter belongs to me now!” Kildack boasted as his tongue rolled out of his mouth to wet his lips for Camilla’s mother. “Which means that you belong to me too, whore.” His eyes fixated on Roselynn.

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Goblin Warrnes 7 - Thralls of Lust

Hey Pervs,

I'm a little slow at getting this posts out, but I wrote another Goblin Warrens book not long ago that I'm sure you'll love.  It seems that many other people have been getting their rocks off from it and its hardly losing any interest.

Here's the latest Book 7 - Thralls of Lust

Summary:

A gnome and elf adventurer was kidnapped by a band of goblin raiders. They are taken to the goblin warrens where they must contend with the latest generation of goblin spawn. Through the elf's power, a goblin mage is able to gain control over the gobryl that has been plaguing their warren. With Sadi back in control, she unveils the next stage of her fearsome goblin plot. Will the adventurers be able to escape, or will they become thralls of lust?

Goblin Warrens – 7

Kel and Aura where pushed through the caves, naked and cold, as their goblin kidnappers kept them on a tight leash.  Multiple times, the goblins pinched their butts, pulled on Aura’s ears, and groped their tits as they continued deeper and deeper into the tunnels.  Even if they managed to escape, Aura wondered if she would be able to remember the way back.  The caves were so difficult to navigate and there wasn’t any landmarks that they could use to help them return to the surface.  She was sure that the goblins made it difficult to begin with so that the cave became like a prison for them. 

One of the goblins, the one that Aura had given birth to, had adapted to its inherent magic that it acquired from her after she gave birth. Her hand was lit with a bluish flame, dancing among the rocks, to give them some indication as to where they were going. Goblins were such a parasitic race, who took traits from their parents.  There had been studies done about how many traits could pass on, from parent to parent, but such research was frowned upon and a lot of the information was redacted in order to sway mages from attempting the same kind of research.  It now appeared like she was going to witness it firsthand.  Magic in the hands of a trained student of the arcane arts was one thing, but in the hands of a reckless power-hungry species, that was far more devastating than she could possibly imagine. 

As they rounded a tunnel, Aura heard it first, then Kal’s ears began to pick up the distinct sounds of moaning – the slapping of bodies and the grunts of some beast.  The farther they trudged, the louder the sounds became.  The two adventurers knew that they were heading straight for the goblin’s breeding warrens.  Dread built up further in Aura’s chest, knowing full well that her life from this day moving forward would be filled with goblin cocks filling her insides over and over again with their nasty seed.  Her progeny would be an ever-growing powder keg of magic energy just waiting to go off at any moment. 

When they entered the main cave, they finally were able to catch sight of the warren.  There, hanging from piece of rope off the ceiling, was a human female – at least from initial inspections.  She had short brown hair, with ample tits, a large pregnant belly, and a cock that hung limp between her legs.  There was a string of semen dripping off the tip and reaching towards the floor.  Off to the side, there were two goblins, one with pink hair while the other with dark greenish hair, with their tits pressed together and the pink one laying on her back, while from behind, a large fiendish looking creature with three arms, one large bulbous head, and two irregularly-shaped eyes was fucking them from the back. 

Kel’s eyes enlarged, even at the distance that they were slowly closing at the behest of their captors, due to the size of the creature’s cocks.  They were massive things, perhaps larger than her own arm, and there were three. Two of them were already buried deep inside the goblin girls’ cunnies, while another rubbed against the top of the dark green-haired girl’s ass.  They were covered in sweat, cum and all other sorts of juices, as if they haven’t been given a moment’s rest.  Their bellies were distended, pregnant – from what she could tell – by this monstrosity. 

Aura felt that she had seen the human before, perhaps in passing at one of the local taverns.  All adventurers seemed to know one another, or at least in some capacity or the other, she just wished that she could place her.  It looked like the girl had been down here for some time, though not long enough for her hair to grow out too long.  She remembered from the original quest that there had been a pair of adventurers missing, having gone after a goblin not long ago and everyone feared the worst.  Though some joked that they got sidetracked on another quest on account that a single goblin wasn’t that much to worry about.  Now, the fate of those adventurers was clear.  Though, she only saw one of them.  Where was the other?

Sadi and Nailia’s tongues had drooped out of their mouths, and their eyes had rolled into the back of their heads – too engrossed in the pleasure that was washing over them by the beastly thrusts of the abomination.  They moaned as its cock pushed deeper and deeper into them, penetrating far into their wombs, ready to bath their insides with its cum.  Aura’s cunt ached from remembering having given birth to a goblin not very long ago.  The sensation was filled with pain and a touch of euphoria as the tiny creature was pushed out of her vagina.  She worried that her cunt had stretched so that she would find it difficult to locate a sexual partner.  She had overheard stories of elven women talk about how the other races found elves to be tight on their cocks, and how it would cause them to ejaculate far too quickly – if not, multiple times.

Kel shuddered at the thought of having the abomination’s cock forced inside her.  The gobin’s cocks were large enough, let alone having a tree branch-of-a-member throbbing inside her – filling her with cum.  The thought caused a shudder to run down the length of her spine as she imagined feeling buckets and buckets of cum engorging her stomach.  Her cunt started to feel moist, a sign of her arousal, and she silently shamed herself for it. 

The giant goblin quickened his pace as the pressure built inside his multiple balls.  His thick sack slapped against Sadi and Nailia’s ass as if being spanked by another goblin.  They braced themselves, already knowing that soon their cunts would be filled with the monster’s semen.

The goblins who were holding Kel and Aura captive forced them down on their knees, and gave them a really good view to watch as the goblin women were bred even further by the beast.  It was meant to give them a taste of what is about to come, and to reinforce their fate as part of the goblin warrens. 

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Goblin Warrens 6 - Goblin Magic

Hello my pervy friends.  It's been awhile but I decided it was time to write another addition to the Goblin Warrens series.  It seems a lot of you liked it already, so, I figured I would reward you with the uncensored cover.  I hope that you like it.  My art skills are slowly getting better and better the more of these I make.  Take a peek of the story below.  I won't mind ;).

Goblin Warrens – 6

It had been a long day, one filled with dusty roads and steep hills.  Aura wasn’t sure why she had decided to come along.  It wasn’t about the money, as she came from several lines of elven nobility and therefore had ample access to funds.  The Queen had put up the posters asking for a call to arms against a potential goblin incursion.  The posters were fairly vague without giving much detail as to how many goblins the kingdom was under threat by, or where they were coming from.  They had to guess the hills, since that is where a lot of caves naturally formed.  Goblins love caves. 

Aura had long platinum hair, violet eyes, smooth creamy skin and a tight petite frame.  She sat on her knees next to the fire, as she ran her hand over her crescent moon staff muttering incantations over her staff.  It was a means to ensure she had the right spells memorized for whenever their group may ran into trouble.  She wore a white dress that hugged her hips, then tapered down into a long strand of fabric that draped between her legs and covered her behind.  Her breasts were held up by a crisscross fabric that left little to the imagination.  The fabric was thin enough where her nipples showed. 

Kel, a red headed gnome, stood near her tending to an iron pot on that hung over the fire.  She was cooking some concoction that involved dried rations, a variety of herbs, and some potatoes she found growing wild – all simmering in a gravy-like broth.  It didn’t smell half bad.  Kel took a step back after stirring it and slowly removed the chain shirt she had been wearing.  During the struggle, Aura was able to catch sight of the underside of Kel’s sizable breasts as her undershirt caught with the chain shirt as she pulled it from her body.  Kel was only just over three feet tall, had sickle hips and a plump ass.  Her feet and hands were larger than those of an elf, yet complimented her broad shoulders.  Aura felt that the most pleasing characteristic on her was her fleshy nose that just highlighted her smile. 

Aura put her staff down, and placed her hands politely in her lap.  “When will we rendezvous with Gerald and Helia?” 

Kel placed a finger to her mouth and thought, as if she was calculating the distance they traveled so far.  “I think tomorrow around noon, if we get up fairly early.  They shouldn’t be that far away.  Why, are you nervous?”  She stuck out her hip and gave her an alluring smile.

“Why should I be nervous?” Aura asked as she found her eyes moving between the curves of her hips to the supple breasts, which hid beneath Kel’s shirt.

Kel turned so that Aura could see all of her.  Her face was just slightly above where Aura’s was, and she leaned in, her luscious lips a few inches from hers.  “Because we’re alone together, just the two of us.  And you haven’t been able to take your eyes off me since we started traveling together.”

Aura unconsciously bit her lip.  She blushed and turned her head slightly where her eyes shifted to the fire so that she could have something else to focus on.  “I don’t know what you mean.”

Kel gentle touched the elf’s chin and pulled her face back towards her.  Kel looked directly into her eyes and leaned in closer, allowing her lips to stop just an inch from Aura’s. “I’m sure you know exactly what I mean.”

 Aura could feel her heart thumping in her chest and a warmth building in her cunt and her tongue briefly wetted her lips in anticipation of a kiss.  As the gnome’s lips crept closer to her, she took in a big breath of air, and her lungs quivered with excitement and passion.

The gnome drew her fingers from her chin, caressed the elf’s cheeks and ran them through her platinum hair before gripping the back of her head.  She kissed her, and she could immediately taste a touch of honeysuckle.  Her lips were warm, soft and they gave no hesitation. 

When Kel retreated from their kiss, Aura’s chest was taking in deeper, longer, breathes.  The kiss had aroused her far more than she had ever experienced.  The warmth had spread from her groin and up into her chest, where it nestled in her breasts and tingled her nipples. 

Kel looked between the elf’s eyes to assess just how far she would go.  When she saw nothing but compliance and lust, she unfastened her belt, and the studded leather battle skirt dropped off her hips and fell to the ground.  All that was between them was her panties, to which the gnome took one graceful finger and pulled it aside revealing her perfectly shaved, puffy, mound. 

Aura swallowed hard and her chest fluttered.  She had never done this before, at least not so suddenly and with someone she barely knew.  Kel had joined her, along with a few other adventurers, to take on the goblin threat.  They knew barely anything about one another.  But the smell of Kel’s cunt was faint and it caused her mouth to water.  Partially paralyzed with nervousness, Aura could do nothing but stare at it, which caused her mouth to gape.  

Kel took hold of the elf’s head as before, and pressed her eagerly awaiting lips against her cunt.  Aura let out a breath as her face was buried in the gnome’s cunny and the warm air caused a shiver to skitter down Kel’s spine.  Kel wondered if the elf would even know what to do, as she seemed so hesitant to act on her own desires, but her thoughts were interrupted as Aura’s soft tongue rolled across her clit. 

The elf moaned her satisfaction with finally being able to taste her.  She drew her hands up to the gnome’s groin and slowly massaged a finger inside her, while the other hand cupped her ass from behind.  Despite the gnome’s small stature, it filled Aura’s tiny elven hand.  With a passionate exhalation of breath, Aura pushed her face harder against Kel’s cunt and eagerly lapped against her labia.  

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Atomic Boom! Boom!

Hey Pervs,

It's me again! I thought I'd drop a bomb in your lap! Like... an atomic bomb! LOL!

Recent video game releases have inspired me to make my own atomic fallout wonderland filled with all sorts of mutants, raiders and sci-fi goodness that'll - hopefully - keep you checking back.  Any time you purchase one of my stories you're telling me what ones you want to see more of.  So treat yourself to some fapping!

As you are well aware by my previous posts, Amazon and Smashwords don't allow for smutty covers.  So I've made them extra smutty for you and you don't have to pay a dime - unless you really want to - check out the story below if you think it's in your kink range.

“Atomic Boom Boom – Issue 1”

“War… War is bad.  That would be doubly true had we actually been at war with each other.  Two US officers got their freak on in a nuclear silo.  Officer Riley’s ass landed on the big red button and launched an atomic missile carrying a payload of 30 kilotons across the Atlantic and smack dab in the center of Paris – City of Love.  Everyone could hear it, the sex that is, not the detonation. It just so happened that the atomic silo had used a decommissioned communications tower as cover from potential identification, and good old Riley’s ass must have hit the one switch and cranked up the output.  The entire population of the Imperial States of America got to witness the end of the world to the soundtrack of Officer Riley’s moaning on their radio.  We still have the recordings.  Paris retaliated and boom, goodbye world.”

She shoved her robot cock deep into my snatch, filling it end to end with a thickness that I hadn’t experienced before.  Her voice modulator crackled as it shifted into a deeper bass, “You’re mine now, you filthy cunt.  I’m going to fuck my mutant babies into you!”

Well even before she had lined it up to my pussy, I had become extremely wet.  I had been anticipating this since earlier this morning and I knew walking into this room what was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not. 

The robot grabbed my raven colored hair. My only green highlighted tress escaped her grasp and fell directly into my eyes. Her other free hand slapped my ass extremely hard and I yelped with both pain and shocking pleasure.  I tried to escape from her grip, but my hair held firm and so too did her hold.  The automaton pulled her cock out only to thrust it back in again, to reinforce her dominance over me and by punishing me with her full length.  I felt the tip of her cock slam against the entrance to my womb and I moaned with extasy.

“That’s right, you slut! Take my cock! Take it as deep as it can go!” The mechanical woman demanded with ferocity.  Her pace picked up, causing the silicone member to thrust in and out of her like a hydraulic piston.  Except, in this case, it wasn’t hydraulic at all – it was atomic powered.  A fuel source that would last several lifetimes before ever needing to be replaced, which meant that her robot master would be able to fuck her until she died. 

The thought of it caused a warmth to spread across my body.  A pressure built up inside and it came with a scream as I came from the robot’s administrations. 

“You came already?!” Chided my captor. “You need to be punished!  Setting difficulty to level 15!”

“No! Please not that!” I cried out.  “I didn’t mean to!”

“Too late whore!” The robot shouted.  She shoved her cock to its farthest length inside of me before pausing.  I knew what was about to happen so I prepared myself as best as I could.  I heard the intake vents draw in a heavy stream of air, the whirring of fans, then the extension of her cock growing in length and in thickness.  I felt it stretch my insides, filling me more and more with such a grandiose cock I thought my insides were going to burst.  It felt as if her dick was thicker than my arm.  Suddenly, as the inhalation of the robot’s vents ceased, I could feel the shifting of the tip of her cock to flare like that of a stallion.  Her balls had also swelled and dropped into a larger sack.  “Mutation complete.”

Tears welled in my eyes from the overwhelming sensation of that robot’s cock growing inside me and a loud moan escaped my lips as the robot withdrew her cock several inches from my cunt only to shove it back inside of me.  She pushed even harder than she had before, knowing full well that the hardness and length of her cock was enough to breach my uterus.  My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I felt the tip of her flare force its way into my cervix.  It pushed even farther inside my wet snatch, until reaching the back wall of my womb. 

“Now, it’s time you breed you!”  She said as she pumped into me harder and faster.  Her mechanical body was powerful, allowing her to provide long and fast strokes to maximize my pleasure, as well as her own.  “I’m going to fill your womb with my seed.”

“Please—” I managed to struggle out between gasps for air and as endless fonts of extasy swarmed through every inch of me like wasps. “Don’t—”

There was nothing that I could do.  She had me in such a hold that I couldn’t escape.  Even if escape was possible, she was stronger and faster than me.  She would be on top of me in a matter of seconds.  I was her fuck toy, and soon to be the mother to whatever horrific concoction of mutant seed she had stored up inside her. 

Her hand encompassed my left tit and she squeezed, which only caused me to squeal as she pounded my insides with her massive mutant cock.  I felt the blackness creeping into the sides of my peripheral, knowing that in a few moments I could potentially lose consciousness. 

I felt the build up in the base of her shaft, the pressure that had been slowly gathering inside her balls was now about to explode within me. 

“Get pregnant, whore!” She shouted as her cock erupted with a stream of hot semen as it blasted the insides of my womb.

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Egg Laying Academy 4

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I totally forgot to upload this to my blog.  I posted it awhile ago, some of you probably have already gushed over it! Well, for those of you who haven't had a chance to check it out, here's a sample of the story.  If you like it, you can always pick up it or the other books through amazon or smashwords.  Just click the links below:

“Egg Laying Academy, Part 4”

Poni had difficulty fighting off the darkness that threatened to envelope her.  The yeti’s egg had expanded her belly far beyond what she was originally expecting and the creature’s cum still poured out of her cunt.  She was expecting to save herself for the Duo Cornu Griffon since her other classmates, Melody and Rin, had already been ravaged by the local monsters.  While the eggs that were inside them were just as important, if they wanted to get an A, they needed to get the Griffon’s eggs, everything else was just a secondary goal. 

Melody twisted her nipple and squeezed her left breast in order to disperse the colander force field.  Her own pregnant belly shifted with all the eggs that had been implanted inside her.  She placed a hand on her stomach and let out of breath of air before taking a deeper one in order to press on.  She tapped her right nipple a few times, and twiddled her fingers beneath both of her breasts which called upon the Eggonomicon to cast a Walking on Eggshells spell.  All three of them had their feet glow with prismatic colors before a white light surrounded their feet entirely and then vanished into nothing, leaving behind exceptionally soft booties on their feet that silenced the sound of their step. 

Rin rushed over to Poni and was able to grab her by the hand.  She lightly tapped Poni’s cheeks to test to see how conscious she was.  When Poni’s eyes were awake, the pregnant cat girl smiled at her and whispered, “The brave students from the Egg Laying Academy have fought through the hordes of monsters guarding the way to the infamous Duo Cornu Griffon.  Having all been filled with eggs that will one day bring about the repopulation of endangered monsters, it is now up to but one member to achieve our goal.  Can the small, luscious and ever sexy Lucy be able to achieve this goal?”

Poni moaned as quietly as she could while still trying to express her irritation that Rin continued to narrate their adventures.  “Rin… please stop.” She whispered back. 

Rin smiled and gave Melody the thumbs up to signal that Poni was okay.  Both Rin and Melody gave Poni a hand up to her feet.  Together they surveyed the distance between where the yeti had thrown Lucy and the nest. 

“I’m sure she made it up there.” Melody whispered with a touch of concern.

“Are we going to be able to get to her in time?” Worried Poni.

“Time where she’ll be filled with A-rated eggs? Probably not.” Lucy laughed.

“The problem with the Duo Cornu Griffon is that it lays multiple eggs.  Even with our training, Lucy may not be able to carry them all.” Melody quoted from their briefing before they came here, for which she knew that no one else was paying much attention to.

“So what happens if Lucy can’t take all of the eggs?” Rin asked with a finger now hanging out of her mouth.

“She explodes!” Poni said sober and with wide-eyes.

Rin’s eyes opened to their furthest extent while her ears perked up with terror.  “EXPLODE?!?” she shouted in whisper so as not to wake up the yeti. 

Melody shook her head at Poni.  “She won’t explode.  She will tear apart though.  We should probably start heading there.”

The three of them moved away from the yeti as quietly as they could.

The heads of the Duo Cornu Griffon cocks pressed firmly against the entrance to Lucy’s snatch.  Its cock was rock solid and held a strength that Lucy had never experienced before.  On her hands and knees, she was petrified.  She could feel the creature’s girth expand against her pussy lips as it pressed further towards her.  Her hands gripped a few branches on the nest in order to brace herself, for what she anticipated to being, the hardest fucking of her life.  The two cocks surged within her, expelling globs of pre-cum to further moisten her.  The tiny goblin could feel the its wetness lubricating her and causing the head of its two massive cocks to dip into her. 

The Duo Cornu Griffon scraped the nest with its front talons while the other grabbed hold of a nearby branch that had been previously woven into the base.  It dragged itself forward in order to place additional pressure against the goblin’s cunt.  Lucy could feel both heads piercing into her entrance and her insides slowly stretched to accommodate her mate.  She remembered her training.  She did her best to relax her muscles so as not to fight it.  She stuck her ass out higher and allowed the heads to cram into her cunny. 

Her eyes went into the back of her head as her jaw dropped and her tongue lashed out into the air as if the cocks inside her had pushed it out.  She moaned as she groaned, her body expanding in order to accommodate the monstrous cocks that intended to rape her repeatedly and impregnate her with its eggs.  She kept thinking about how rare the creature was, the extra credit that she would receive in her rankings due to them, but then as the cock speared her more, shoving past her entrance and glided up to the opening of her womb, her mind went blank.

Pleasure swept across her insides and raked across her back like giant talons.  She felt the increased pressure as the griffon urged itself further in, trying to get the entire length of its cock inside of her.  Not even halfway into her, the monster’s cock finally broke through her cervix with a loud pop that reverberated in her ears and pushed deep into the farthest reaches of her womb.  She could feel the double cocks individually and they spurted inside her, coating her insides with pre.  It was enough that it caused her to feel full, as if having just eating a vast meal and was bloated.  

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Pumpkin Hearts, I - Too Familiar

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I have been really getting into the Halloween spirit and wanted to write something that was themed to that.  You know me, we all can't have a good story without it having to do with someone being impregnated.  I've included a sample of it below and if you like it, you can always show me some love by buying the whole thing, or maybe some of my other stories as well. 

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“Pumpkin Hearts, I – Too Familiar

She opened her eyes to her bedroom filled with a thick smoke that hung about the place like a hangman’s noose.  “What went wrong?” She asked herself after coughing a few times. 

The spell had backfired and pushed her onto her back.  She must have hit her head as she fell unconscious.  She had no idea how long she had been out.  She tried to lift herself off the ground but she couldn’t budge.  Her arms were pulled above her head and a black tendril had wrapped itself around her wrists and pulled them tightly to a pool of black liquid that stretched out across the floor behind her. 

She heard a snap of someone’s fingers and her legs were pulled apart by some tremendous force.  She tried to squirm but the magic that held her was powerful.

“Release me! I, Calpurnia Inkveld, demand you release me at once!” She commanded with agrivation.

The candles that had been extinguished by the spell’s backlash suddenly ignited with an eerie green flame.  From the illumination, she was able to make out a shadow in the smoke of her room.  It was thin around the waist, with long arms and legs.  Its fingers were long like a spider’s legs and its head was topped with horns that curled back and then up.  It stalked closer to her and the smoke parted, revealing its crimson skin, luscious breasts and long girthy cock that dripped with cum.  The creature’s eyes flashed with a green light.  “Scream as loud as you like, it is like music to my ears.  No one will be able to hear you but me.”

  

Calpurnia adjusted her corset which pushed up her C-cup breasts so that her cleavage was far more apparent.  She wore a short black skirt that came to the midpoint of her thighs and had some cute black lace underwear that showed off her plump ass.  She enjoyed admiring herself in the mirror, especially with her hourglass frame that drove all the other witches mad with lust.  She had considered casting a few alluring spells on her to see how far she could press the envelope before someone raced to rip her clothes off, but she was too afraid of what the grand witch would do to her.  She had heard some pretty seething tales about witches who used their magic against other witches which included some fairly black tentacles from a beast from one of the deeper planes.  She cringed just thinking of such a foul abomination using her like some cheap fuck doll to lay its eggs in. 

She pursed her lips at the mirror in front of her to show off her purple lipstick and eye shadow that she had only put on not but a few moments ago.  She pulled back her shoulder length straight black hair and shifted the brim on her witch hat. 

“I have to look amazing when summoning my familiar, and from what I can see, you look smoking hot.”  She told herself in the mirror.  Satisfied with her appearance, she slipped on her boots with the curled tips to them simply for aesthetic purposes.  They made her look incredibly sexy but at the same time they were absolutely worthless when it came to practical purposes.  She used to joke with her fellow witches that these were the “I hope I’m not chased shoes”. 

Calpurnia turned back to the candles that encircled her pentagram and sigils she had drawn in crow’s blood on the floor of her bedroom.  The wax was dripping down the lengths of their shafts and it made her think about this well-endowed warlock she had met during the summer intensive at Misty Lake Retreat.  She was still in the first few chapters of her “Introduction to Hexes” textbook.  She had placed a spell on him, quite half-cocked that it caused his to grow to such proportions that it made him drip pre-cum for nearly half the day. 

Tonight, however, she was attempting something far more advanced.  A lot of other witches were content with common familiars such as a toad, a cat or maybe even a rabbit – but Calpurnia knew that she deserved better.  She came from pure blood witches and had a strong legacy to uphold.  After spending some time in the forbidden section of her library, or as her Auntie used to put it, the “Spells unfit for common rabble” section.  She knew that finding the right familiar would only benefit her in the long term.  There was one particular familiar summoning spell that she was fond of, which was summoning a demon from one of the dark hells.  Once bound to her, it would be her slave and do her bidding.  It was far more intelligent, and held far more magical power than the other familiars.  She knew this had to be one!

She laid the book next to her and thumbed through the pages until it reached the chanting portion of it.  Calpurnia had already set out all the other spell components that she needed in order to make this work.  She clapped her hands together three times and tossed a pinch of volcanic ash into the center of the circle.

“Dor’ah-tor-le ah comebra eskew!”  She chanted as she grabbed a chicken’s egg from a nearby basket and broke it into a bowl.  She then took her ceremonial dagger that her mother had gifted to her on her first day at Pumpkin Hearts School for Witches, and sliced open her hand.   She allowed the sanguine fluid to drip off her palm and splatter onto the egg.  With a few additional chants, her blood began to glow a crimson color before she reached across the pentagram on the floor and poured the contents overtop the volcanic ash. 

As soon as the components touched, there was an explosion of smoke.  The pentagram burst into a hellish flame and a force, as if all of time and space had been torn asunder, knocked her to the ground.  Her head hit the floor with tremendous impact and all went black. 

She opened her eyes to her bedroom filled with a thick smoke that hung about the place like a hangman’s noose.  “What went wrong?” She asked herself after coughing a few times. 

The spell had backfired and pushed her onto her back.  She must have hit her head as she fell unconscious.  She had no idea how long she had been out.  She tried to lift herself off the ground but she couldn’t budge.  Her arms were pulled above her head and a black tendril had wrapped itself around her wrists and pulled them tightly to a pool of black liquid that stretched out across the floor behind her.  

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