Myria bit her lower lip until it drew blood, turning her back on the debauched scene. Silently, like a shamed dog she slinked away with her tail between her legs. The moans and groans of her friends as they were deflowered and debased seemed to follow her all the way out, mocking in their pleasured screams and echoing amongst the walls.
2 years later.
Cecilia woke with a gasp, the cold air of the slave pens flitting across her bared skin and raising goosebumps all along her flesh. She rolled slightly upright, her form far more volumous than before making it difficult to move much. She smiled down at her engorged belly, running a hand over the hyper-sensitive skin with a moan of pleasure. She could feel the tadpoles swimming about in her womb, yet another batch her new gods had delivered unto her. She had lost count of how many times she had been bred, but could only feel pride that she had helped bring in so many of her masters spawn into the world.
Time and nearly ceaseless session serving the voraciosu sexual appetites of the toads had subdued the once willfull Cecilia into the willing slut she was now. Gone were thoughts of chastity and purity, gone was her will to even offer a token resistance to the toads, gone was even her memories of before the caves and her new masters, washed away in a hurricane of pleasure. All that she knew now was the pleasure of the toads cocks, not even requiring the venom to keep her docile and willing anymore.
Cecilia trailed a hand up her chest. Her breasts, even before large and firm, had grown even further during her near constant pregnancy, milk trickling from a nipple as she squeezed it and threw back her head with a moan.
She suddenly gasped as a pair of delicate fingers began to massage her other breast. She looked to her side where Dew, her belly engorged as well lay beside her. The two women shared a small smile. Cecilia shifted her weight onto her side, Dew eagerly taking a breast into her mouth and sucking. Cecilia gasped, letting loose a loud moan as the elf swirled a tongue around the hardened nub of her nipple.
"Hah, hah, ah, Dew..." the once paladin gasped, a hand drifitng to the puffed lips of her pussy, sliding several fingers inside.
Dew giggled and let loose the nipple with a pop. "Sorry Illie. You just taste soooo good," she whispered, flicking a tongue against the nipple staring at her and making its owner gasp.
Cecilia was about to reply when the door to the cage opened. Both she and Dew turned, smiling lustily as several cave toads entered. An elder toad led them, Cecilia's smile widening as she recognized the toad who had been among those who had captured her. Evidently she had caught its fancy, as the last several spawn, and this one as well, had been its. Both women rose on their haunches, turning over and presenting their asses to the toads. Unable to be plowed in their pussies so close to being due, their asses would just have to do.
Soon enough the cries of pleasure from the one time heroes echoed down the halls of the caves, as they had for years before, and as they would for many more to come. For Dew and Cecillia were, well and truly, fucked. |