A Mage in a War Zone
F/Minotaur/orc/Centaur, futa/forced feminization, extreme size/dilation, anal, urethra fucking, lots of creampies
Inspired by Her Majesty's Creampie and Monstrous Broodmother
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Lystria eyes the lone woman running for her life as three minotaurs trot after her. Glancing around, everyone is occupied. Where were the damned sentries to warn us! Knowing she's the only one around to help the woman, she knees her horse toward them.
Preparing a Magic Lance spell, she prepares to skewer at least one, hopefully two before they know she's there. Close enough to hear the woman screaming, who oddly doesn't really sound like a woman, Lys drops the reins to finish drawing the spell's formulae and cast it. Which is when her horse stumbles and swerves, throwing her to the ground with a bone crunching thud then, nothing.
Of course it's pain she wakes up too, but it's confusing pain. There's a pattern, almost seems like the throb of her heart beat, but there's another pattern that's out of sync. And both the patterns are sending waves of agonizing pain.
One pain is in her head, that she must have hit when she came off the horse. That's the throbbing.
The other pain is physical, her hips, no, her pussy. It's being split open, ripped apart. With a sickening realization she knows what's going on. The minotaurs have her, they're raping her, like the reports they had just started getting.
A horse tortured scream comes out of her throat, that tells her she's been screaming for a while, must be going in and out of awareness. And she can hear other screaming, a man's voice.
But, something else, she can feel, yes, the spell! It's still there, the magic swirling at the edge of her spirit, still ready, still coiled to strike. First, a target is needed.
She's being held parallel the ground, he's get her upper arms in his hands, her feet in the crook of his elbows, using both for leverage to cram his enormous cock into her body. In front of her, she can see another minotar doing the same to, a woman? A man? No time to think about it, but the third one is moving, about to pass behind the second one.
A few gestures with her some what free hands and there's a blinding flash in her rapist's face that cause him to jerk and let go. Then all of her weight is on the huge cock crammed into her cunt. The pain of her pelvis snapping almost breaks her concentration, but at the last moment she completes the formulae, the lance of energy striking out. Both of the minotaurs jerk violently as magic energy shreds their upper bodies.
Then she hits the ground. The pain is debilitating for quite a few breaths. She lays there, absorbing the energy given off by the death of the two minotaurs. By the time she can sit up, the third is running, carrying the woman. Man, she corrects herself, he had a beard, but wearing women's clothing.
Able to do nothing about it, she heals herself. Taking the time to set each formulae in the air just right, with a wave of energy all of her injuries are healed, and she's left feeling refreshed. A full Restore, returns the body to how it's supposed to be, instead of just a Healing and lets the body knit rapidly as it would with time.
Her clothing, on the other hand, is a lost cause. Both her clothes and her armor ripped apart by the minotaurs. Hearing a whinny, she sees her horse. And surpreses the urge to kill the animal on site. But that doesn't stop her from sending out a thunder clap to scare the animal off in a panic.
Soon enough she's back in her tent, a simple cantrip of illusion to hide the fact she was naked from the waist down. But she knows not all is well. The war had been going good, they were driving the Mad King's hordes back. But then things just changed. The Minotarus got brutal, more violent. And they started raping any of the women they could find. And men, it seems as well. All they could tell from the reports was that the women always survived the rape, no matter how brutal, and were never seen again.
Exhausted physically, mentally, and spiritually, Lystria is asleep as soon as her head touches the cot.
She wakes up slowly, a little stiff. And immediately feels the throbbing in her clit. My Gods she thinks, what is wrong with me? As she feels around her tender pussy, she gasps loudly when her hand brushes her engorged, and enlarged, clit. Trembling with pleasure, she puts a finger on either side, not really believing how bit it is from the first touch.
One gentle stroke and she climaxes, hard. She can feel her cunt gush her arousal, soaking her tunic and blanket. And she screams out, cutting it off short but the pleasure is blinding for a second.
She tosses off the blanket in the chill morning air. And sees her clit standing almost an inch past her pussy lips. Her entire crotch is soaking wet, and she can feel every beat of her heart in her clit. Biting on a corner of the blanket, she gently cups her entire sex. And climaxes again, soaking her hand.
Almost an hour later, she's dressed and walking gingerly lest she put too much friction on her clit. Something was wrong, very wrong, and she needed to find out what. There's too much here, to much distraction. So she'll head to the altar behind the camp, where it's quiet.
On the way out she passes some of their allies. A company of elves, who live on the opposite side of the camp from the dwarves. The patrols of the centaurs at the perimeter, the great hawks flying over head. Never has the land seen a more impressive gathering of forces. For never has it seen such threat as comes from the Mad King.
A couple of hours of meditation leaves her with some frightening realizations and more questions then when she started. Her body has just started changing, only beginning. Though she can't tell what the rest of the changes were going to be, or when they'll stop. This all came from the damned minotaurs, that rape. They've been cursed, all of them, that's obvious. But what isn't obvious is that the curse is spread through the rapes. But for what purpose? What is to be accomplished?
The other, more disturbing realization, is her memories of the rape. She know it was damaging, she knows that at one point it broke her damn pelvis. But she can't remember any pain. In fact, every time she thought about the rape itself, her clit throbbed and her sex gushed. She positively reeks of sex on the way back to her tent! She hated the looks she got from the centaurs, but the hell with them! Let them think she had a romp with Pan!
I have to tell the general she thinks. But tell him what? I was raped and now I'm horny? She has to find out more. In the meantime, a Restore spell every morning will get me back to normal. Well, close enough to normal that I can hide it, I think. Still, I can't wait to get back to my tent and play with throbbing clit and nipples!
A week goes by and no luck. I can't find any answers, I can't find how this is happening or why I can't stop it! The Restore spells are less effective. My tits are still growing enough that people are noticing! But I'm a Mage, so no one will say anything. What they don't see is how big my clit is getting, and my lips! God, when I squat down to pee they'll touch the ground now!
I did see one thing that truly frightened me while doing my rounds in the healing tent. A woman was in there, hadn't been in the camp long. Turns out her husband sold her to the centaurs for the love of the gods! Anyway, she was in a lot of pain and bleeding from between her legs. Turns out one of the centaurs had fucked her hard and had torn her open. She would have died before much longer. But she didn't want a Restore, just a healing. I told her that without a Restore, there's be scars and her, uh, opening, would stay that open.
Well, she told me that's what she wanted. That it'd make the next time easier. My gods, what a whore! But there was another problem, Healing is hands on, and the worst of the injury was to her womb. That didn't faze her. So in the middle of the tent with only a blanket over us, I pushed my hand into her pussy up to my elbow. What scared me was that my own cunt juiced up at the thought and when my hand passed her cervix into her womb I gushed so much I could hear my arousal dripping onto the ground.
The healing done, I couldn't leave yet. I was scared that any friction on my engorged clit would send me into a mind shattering orgasm. So I stayed and talked to her. And figured something out. Her husband, shitbag that he was for selling her, was also a coward. And based on her description and what little I saw of the Minotaur's victim, I was pretty sure that her husband was their victim. And I told her this, she just smiled.
Finally feeling like I might be able to move around without cumming, I made it back to my tent. Hardly able to walk normally, I found out why when I striped. My sex had grown more! My clit was sticking out a hand's span now, and my cunt lips where not only swollen thick and hanging down, but my hole was gaping open! I could feel air up in me when I spread my legs. I grabbed my clit and started to jerk on it like a cock, cumming almost instantly and crying out even!
I calmed down enough to think clearly, and finally giving up the will to resist I cast a Silence spell and went back to abusing my deformed cunt, screaming my lungs out with each climax.
Soon though, my hands weren't enough, even my fist that I was sliding in and out of my enlarged pussy wasn't enough. I searched through my belongings frantically until I found something big enough to shove in my cunt that would quell the need burning deep inside me. It was a wand, not charged with magic yet. But it was as thick as my wrist and topped with a crystal sphere perfectly smooth and almost twice as big as my closed fist.
I shoved it in deep, my arousal dripping down my legs providing more then enough lubrication. It slide into my cunt with ease, the sphere providing just enough stretch to truly feel good. I squatted down in the middle of the floor on my thick rug and let the handle rest on the ground. The wand was longer then my forearm and I already had more then half of in my fuck hole.
Part of my mind was screaming that this was wrong, this was all wrong, that I had to go find help now before it was too late. Another part of me knew it already was too late. But mostly, I just didn't care. All I did care about was cuming over and over and over.
I kept humping up and down, fucking myself on the huge wand, one hand tugging on my engorged clit or yanking hard on my huge cunt lips. The other cruelly pinching my huge nipples, using them to lift up my growing breasts and letting it drop back down. I kept cumming over and over. I had to pause when the Silence ran out. I hurriedly cast it again and gulped down some water just so I cold keep going. The only thing I wanted was to cum forever and ever.
I just left the wand in my cunt when I got up for the water. Only an inch or to was visible, with a shock I realized that I had pushed the huge sphere up into my womb, past my cervix. I couldn't even remember doing that, but an experimental tug on the handle and it popped out with a surge of pleasure that I couldn't contain. Quickly, I popped it back in and got some water. Then I was back it, torturing my tits and my cunt, fucking my worthless hole until even the huge sphere on the wand was sliding easily in and out of my ruined hole.
When it wasn't providing enough stimulation, I pulled it out, put the sphere on the ground, and lined the handle up with my asshole. With a cry of pain I got the thick instrument into my nether whole. Loving the every second of the excruciating pain, I slide down farther and farther on it. The metal bands and studs around the wooden handle feeling exquisitely intense as I started fucking my other hole with the new sex toy. In the brief time between orgasms, I wondered what all of this sexual energy might do to the magically receptive instrument.
I woke up late the next morning to a soldier waking me up from the entrance. The general needed my assistance urgently. I got up gingerly, apparently I had shoved the wand back up my cunt and left it there. When I stood up I almost fell on my face, my tits where HUGE! They wobbled on my chest and threw off my balance so much I couldn't barely stand up. But once I did, the movement sending delicious waves of pleasure from the thick wand shoved up my womb, I found I could move quickly despite the extra weight that was every where. My ass was huge, I swear I felt taller, my thighs were thick and fleshy.
I couldn't meet the general like this! I couldn't be seen like this! I looked obscene, comical, like a character of a women instead of a real one! But it was so hard to concentrate on that, with every movement sending deliciously painful waves of pleasure through me as the thick sphere on the wand churned around inside. Absentmindedly, I wondered if I had another want for my ass, maybe a third one to go in alongside the first?
The swearing of the soldier brought me back, yes, the General, what was I going to do? An illusions spell? I racked my brains for one that would work for this. I told them I would as soon as I could, that I was in the middle of divining. That should give me enough time.
FUCK! What am I going to do? Besides getting laughed out of the camp, I'll be stripped of title for letting this happen to me? Frantically searching through my grimores, constantly distracted by the desire to cum again, I quickly settle on two things. A thicker wand with no sphere to relieve the ache in my ass, and a quick illusion cantrip to hide my changes from their eyes. Luckily, it's simple enough I can cast it from memory and keep it going.
Shit, clothes? Nothing will fit. Well, fuck it, I'll have the illusion on, I can just through on a robe.
Soon, enough I'm walking out of my tent, the oddest feeling in the world. On one hand, I feel like I'm moving with more fluid grace and confident power than I ever have in my life. Everything seems clearer, better, more intense. But on the other, I'm naked! I know they can't see, but I'm walking through a camp of soldiers wearing nothing but a thin robe that doesn't cover much of anything. If I pull it over my enormous tits, the mid thigh hem is pulled up over my ass.
And the constant distraction of wanting to cum more. Over and over and over. The two wands help keep that at bay, I know I'm dripping my arousal as I walk along, but at least I'm not convulsing in orgasm. I have to be careful, the cantrip covers only my appearance, if I start tugging on my distended nipples or jerking on my engorged clit, they'll see that easy enough.
Oh god, the thought of that makes my cunt gush arousal down my legs, I have to stop and let the wave of desire pass. Fuck, every centaur in the camp must be able to smell me!
The meeting goes by agonizingly slow. Of course I get a chair, but it was almost impossible to resist the urge to bob up and down to fuck myself on the wands. Fuck, I need to find something thicker and longer. Gods, what am I thinking! Focus Lysteria, lives are at stake! I give them the insights they need of how to use the mages on an upcoming battle, seeing new ideas in their tactics with a sudden clarity. With only a few words, I give them the answers to pressing problems, thankfully closing the meeting sooner.
I get back to my tent as soon as I can, noticing a very odd stare from one of the elves. Too horny to care I'm almost back when I see the railing to a small stable. Elvish, everything they have is sleek, beautiful. And in this case its a wooden rail thicker then my bicep with smoothed knobs all over it's surface. Perfect, I think. With barely a thought, I grab it and snap off a couple feet, not realizing how easy that was until I was at my tent.
I get back in, Lock the perimeter, drop my cantrip, cast Silence, and fuck both of my wholes with a vengeance for the next couple hours. I start by dropping to the floor over a pillow so I can fuck the wands deeper into my ruined fuckholes while I get the piece of railing ready. A tightly controlled Mageblade shears off the rough end, with Stonehand I smooth out any rough spots. Then I Transmute it to Heartwood, normally a tricky spell that just rolls off my tongue. This makes it harder and lighter. I know it's wrong, I can't resist cuming over and over.
With a lust crazed mind I stand up and push, both wands falling out of my holes with a wet slurp. I position the rounded end of the railing between my enormous cunt lips, holding one in each hand, standing all the way up to get the end of lined up with my drooling hole. Part of my mind is screaming about how wrong this, how bizarrely deformed my body is.
My orgasm shuts that part of my mind up as I start sliding down on the make shift shaft, idling thinking that it's about the same size as a Minotaur's cocks. I can feel it burst through my cervix, then hit the back of my womb, making it hard to breathe since it's pushing on my lungs. But I don't care, I just ache to be filled up completely.
Hours later, covered in sweat and cunt slime, I look down expecting the worse. But, thank all the Gods, my body isn't any larger. My nipple are, thicker and long then my thumb now, and my clit is approaching the size of a man's dick. But it's still dwarfed by the enormity of cunt. The lips hang down to my knees, I can't close my legs completely. My ass hole is in a similar state, rooting around in it with the wand I can feel there's a stronger second sphincter deep in, but the hole just gapes open and is rubbery, the sphincter is thick and sticking out a few inches. It's grotesques. Its beautiful. I know I'm being changed, transformed into something not human. And I don't care. I love it.
I fuck myself to a few more orgasms with my enormous wood phallus buried in my cunt and the huge sphere topped wand in my ass. Glancing at my desk, I see another wand. This one for casting my magic circles. It's thin, starts out around the thickness of my pinky then gets as big around as my thumb pretty quick. The only thought I have looked at it is that I have another hole that needs to be filled.
I quickly line it up by feel with my urethra, since I can see it between my tits, belly, and clit. But I find it, sliding the first couple inches in carefully, then brutally pushing the rest in. I scream in pain and pleasure and as it stretches my piss hole open to the point my flesh should tear but it doesn't. I smile after I get my breath back, now I have three holes to rape all night.
Luckily for me, Mages have a reputation of keeping to themselves, so no one notices that I spend all my time in my tent. I'm not hungry, as long as I've got plenty of water I'm fine. I don't need to actually go piss, since not only do I tend to piss hard during some of the orgasms, but in one night I stretched out my urethra so much that I can't hold my urine at all. So there's a constant dribble of both my cunt slime and piss where ever I go.
I do find some what better relief at night. I don't need to sleep other then a few minutes after I black out during the most intense orgasms. So I have all night to spend in the Centaur's stalls. By the third night, I had my own place. A few blanket covered bundles of hay to keep my ass in the air and there's be a line of centaurs ready to go fuck my worthless holes all night long. Once I'd get settled in I could drop the cantrip of illusion and just relax into my gangbang. My cunt was too loose for even them, but my ass wasn't. I'd leave the wand wedge deep in my stretched out and ruined fuckhole and let them have the other all night as I jerked on my clit like a cock and came in endless waves.
I see her a few times, the woman I healed earlier. Well, sometimes I see her, most of the time I just feel her. She's in another stall, taking on a few centaurs each night, but only the older ones who can show a little control and restraint. But she always stops by my stall, watching, sometimes in between fucks she'll get down behind me to lick up some of the jizz. There's so much pouring out of my ass, gods you could drown someone in it!
It doesn't take her long to discover the want shoved in my cunt, so she takes to fucking my with it as she's drinking cum out of my ass. So I start bringing the small wand with me for her to rape my pisshole with. So most nights, I get that wonderful treatment twice, once on her way in and then on her way out. That amid fucking as many as of the centaurs who are interested!
But that all came to an abrupt end. I was disturbed in the middle of pounding my cunt with hard, punishing thrusts of the wooden phallus when I heard the horn blast. One long loud blast. A long wait, then another. By the third, I was up and casting the needed spells to prepare, letting the wooden cock and sphere topped wand fall out of my holes. By the fourth, I was clad in magical armor, my Phoenix rod in hand, ready to meet the attack. One last thought, and I shoved the wand deep into my cunt, my hand, wrist, and part of my fore arm disappearing inside my moist fuckhole as I shoved it deeper and deeper.
I was out of my tent three steps before remember that the armor is transparent, and I was naked and deformed. I briefly considered just going on any way, but cast the cantrip anyway to hide my appearance that was I waking more and more pride in. I was eager for this battle, my lust replaced with another kind of yearning. While I knew no one else could see it, I was glorifying in my nakedness. My enormous tits bouncing on my chest and sometimes up into my face, the huge nipples pointing straight out. My ass jiggling with every step, along with my thick thighs. The wand, lodged deep into my womb, barely held in place by my wrecked cervix, grinding back and forth with delicious pain. My arousal dripping out of me so heavily I could sometimes hear it spatter on the ground as I walked.
I still don't what this change is, or why, or how, but I've fallen in love with the power and sensuality of it all. I move like death through the battle, unleashing power I never knew I had. No foe cold stand against me, and few allies could even stand with me, so great was my power and terrible my wrath.
The route of the enemy forces, a phalanx of minotaurs supporting by gangs of orcs supported by magically powered artillery, was swift and brutal. I took to chasing down stragglers and destroying them.
Which is how I found myself in a small hollow, out of sight from any of my forces because of a small copse of trees, facing six minotaurs who had been running from their death. Seeing just one person facing them, a human female at that, they turn to face me. Either not realizing I'm a mage or not caring. They're not stupid, the minotaurs, just brutish. Even without my new found passion and power, I could handle these six with a little preparation. Now? With barely a thought.
Having time to think while they close in on me, I run through the list of options in my head of how to deal with them when I noticed they've stopped running and lower their weapons. Snouts in the air, they're smelling something. It's not until I notice a loin cloth starting to raise up does it click.
They can smell my engorged cunt. A cunt that's getting wetter by the second as I can see enormous cocks starting to rise. They've dropped their weapons. I want to drop mine. I know what I should do, slaughter them and return to the camp. I should have returned to the camp an hour ago. But that's not what I do.
I drop the illusion spell along with my weapons. I'm standing in front of them almost naked. My enormous tits laying heavy on my panting chest, the nipples sticking out thick and turgid. Feet spread enough to give my huge cunt room to well with arousal, my lips hanging halfway to my knees and my clit sticking up stiff and throbbing. My ass cheeks wobble with each step I take towards their gigantic throbbing cocks, my asshole hanging out and twitching in anticipation.
That last of my sense leaving my head, I bend over at the waste and easily sink my hand past my elbow into my cunt to grab the sphere topped wand I had left in there before the battle. A gush of my arousal comes out with it as the minotaurs get close. I stay bent over as one of them gets behind me. With barely enough room in my lust drenched mind to think of spells, I make sure the magical armor is still as I feel his hands grasp my arms like an iron vice. With the last of my will, I send energy into my body to strengthen my bones and muscles as I feel an enormous cock slide into my deformed fuck hole, filling me up completely and so, so satisfyingly.
My mind fades in and out of awareness. There's flashes of bone grinding pain, occasionally, but mostly it's blissful pleasure beyond imagining. I'm getting fucked, through to my core, and I'm loving it.
At one point the pain causes me to come close to a clear mind as I realize that I've got two of their cocks in my body. One is wedged balls deep in my cunt, my legs spread painfully wide open straddling his hips. That cock is past my cervix and stretching my womb up against my lungs. The painful part is the second cock in my ass, rearranging my organs as he buries a couple of feet of cock that's thicker then my bicep into my ass.
I use the brief clarity of mind to send healing energies washing over my body before I give myself back to the pleasure.
The next thing I realize, I'm still being fucked so painfully deep that feels so good, but the rhythm is different. I come to enough to realize two things. The first is that I'm impaled on a huge cock in my cunt and he's walking around, hold against his belly with one hand, but most of my weight is being suspended by the enormous cock that's buried deep in my body. My head is a little above his belly, but not by much. His hand holding me upright is as large as my torso.
The other realization is that I have to piss, bad. Not caring about anything but getting fucked even more, I just let it go, spraying out in front of me and soaked both of our legs.
I wake up in some camp, their camp. I wake up to being fucked in the ass by another bull minotaur. Actually, I woke up to a mind crushing orgasm and realized I was conscience mid scream. I could feel a pool of semen on the mound of hay I was laying on. My entire body was sore, aching, and I love it.
He announced his orgasm with a roar, which set off my body again in another orgasm that shakes my entire being. He savors his orgasm for a moment, then slides that log of flesh out of my body as he's turning away with a snort. The motion twists his cock to one side, that hasn't really gone down yet, wrenching it around in my over used hole in a way that rattles my body and sends my nerves jumping. Finally the bell shaped head pops out with a disgusting slurp, followed by what feels like pints of semen that I have an urge to drink up.
I push up from the hay bales only to discover the truth that had been lurking in the back of my mind. My body has changed again, dramatically. My tits, huge before, are even bigger now, swollen and tight and heavy. I can feel my muscles straining to accommodate this new weight, and an instant later I can feel new muscles growing and enlarging to compensate for it.
My whole body feels different. I hear a snort behind me, another minotaur with a hard cock at the door of my, stall? Room? Both? I reach out and close the door before he enters, shifting my weight around and almost falling over. He bellows in annoyance, but them clomps away. Presumably into another room, judging from the sounds. Gods know how many other women are in a similar state.
I can't even reach around my tits now, I heft one up in my hands, seeing the distended nipple. It's not only larger, but looks different, a lot wider then it is long and the center is dimpled. Experimentally, I push my finger in the center. With and insane rush of pleasure, my finger sinks into my nipple and tit flesh and I moan, feeling my engorged cunt lips and clit throb in pleasure.
I can't reach around my titanic tits, but I can reach both nipples and soon I've got two fingers inside of each of them to the third knuckle. Part of my mind, a very small voice, is trying to tell me how wrong it is that I'm finger fucking my own nipples, but the rest of me is working to another orgasm as I get a third finger inside each of them.
Gods, does this pleasure ever fucking end? On my knees as my body is wracked by another orgasm, I slowly pull my fingers out of my nipples, which are now dripping my around out too. I can cum out my tits?!?!
I reach under my tits, slowly, exploring, wishing silently a normal human was around to fuck my tits, I find my clit. Not surprisingly, it's larger then some men's dicks. I gingerly feel it's size, not wanting to get distracted by cuming again. I feel below, into the voluminous folds of my cunt. Huge flabby out lips covered in dense hair, I can pull them almost foot out from my cunt. And my inner lips are thinner but larger, hanging more then a foot down. Gods, that's why the fucking is so incredible, every thrust is dragging my clit and lips inside my body and grinding them between their cock and my cunt walls, then pulling them out every time.
I reach behind me, bending over more. I have to go over my ass check then between them in the crack to find my ass hole. The sphincter is huge, sticking out half a foot away from my ass crack, the slightest spread of my cheeks and it's gaping open. With a waterfall of semen pouring out of it. The sphincter is tough, rubbery, but still so sensitive. It's big enough to just grab and yank on, but I stop. Knowing how easy it'd be to masturbate my ass into another orgasm.
Not that I mind the orgasms at all, but I like to have some clear thoughts every now and then. I close my eyes and breathe right to bring me into a meditative state. Time to find out what my body's been through lately. Delving into my self, I can see recent broken ribs, cracked pelvis, various lacerations inside and out along with tears here and there. Most of it started healing on it's on. A Restore on some areas to finish the healing, then a general Healing every where. Thirty minutes later and I'm refreshed, better then ever. Time for some food.
Walking out of the door I'm amazed at how quickly my body adapts to the magical changes that occur. I can muscles growing and adjusting with my steps to counter the extra weight and girth.
I'm ravenous, I eat for what feels like hours, drinking down cup after cup of ale like it's water. I make no attempt to hold in my urine, idly wondering if I can shove the handle of the spoon I'm using up my piss hole, But I'm too distracted with eating to fallow through.
Once I've filled my belly with what me be three or four large meals, I take the time to look around. Mostly minotaurs, a few orcs here and there, and quite a few women like me. Well, similar anyway. I can't see any woman that's changed as much as I have. The largest has tits and ass only half as big as mine. Almost none bother with clothes, since so little will fit and they just get in the way. In one look around me, I can see five women being fucked by a minotaur, another too by the orcs and their more normal sized cocks. Well, normal compared to the minotaurs. The orcs pack a more modest 8-12" and only 3-5" thick. Where the minotaurs carry fuck sticks 16-28" long and a punishing 6-13" thick. Gods, how could I survive two of those in me at once? Gods, how much longer can I survive without that again?
I shake me head, trying to clear out some of the lust, feeling my cunt and tits dripping with arousal. Really? My nipples get wet when I'm horny now? Which makes me think, could I fit the orc's dicks in my tits? The wave of lust that washes over me at the though of a dick in each tit and mouth and ass and cunt and I'm moaning, slowly jerking off my clit like a cock.
I hear a snort behind me, and I know what it is. I stand up and kick the stool to the side, leaning over the table. The minotaur that had smelled my arousal takes another step closer and starts sliding his massive cock into my equally massive cunt. God, I could fit someone's head in there if I wanted too. But why would I want to, when there's so many cock around?
Soon he's pounding into me with hard and fast thrusts that feel like they're going to break me. I use the seemingly never ending well of energy available to me to continuously add to my strength and healing. Most of the damage he does to me is healed instantly as he fucks me harder and harder. My orgasms come crashing down, each wave stronger and more consuming. .
Three of them fuck me before I have a chance to get up from the table. Not only am I dripping cum, theirs and mine, but I'm covered in the food that was on the table. At the near by stream when I'm washing off I see someone, at first I can't place why she looks familiar. Another women who's been fucked, er raped, by the minotaurs and cursed like me. Only her tits are about a third the size of mine, as is her ass. her thighs aren't nearly as thick either.
I figure out her identity once she faces me with a smile. At first I wonder why her clit has grown bigger then mine when I realize it isn't a clit, it's a cock. He used to be a man, the husband of the women I treated in the tents. But now he's got tits bigger then his wife ever did, long silky hair, a large fuckable ass, with an asshole that has obviously been fucked thoroughly, and often. And recently.
It hangs open enough I could slide my fist in there and touch only one side. The sphincter, no longer able or even attempting to close at all, hangs a few inches down from between her large ass cheeks. Like me, that inner sphincter a lot farther in must be keeping her clean. She's been washing the whole time I have and there's still cum leaking out, quite a bit of it too. Between the two of us, we're turning the stream a light milky color.
About the time I think of things I could do with her some what modest cock, I hear the bellow of minotaurs from in the camp, apparently some group just came back. Our bodies both react, her nipples swell painfully tight and our assholes throb in lust. My cunt, hanging heavy between my legs, starts to swell in arousal as well. My clit and her cock getting erect and throbbing. My nipples swell as well, thicker and a shorter then hers, and start leaking their own arousal off of my tits. With a daze look, we're both headed back towards the main camp, looking for thick huge cocks to rape our holes for as long as we can stand. With my first step, I can hear my cunt juice dripping into the water with loud plops. My cunt makes lewd squelching sounds with every stride.
I was mostly right, a large group had just come up. But it's mixed, minotaurs, orcs, and a group of captives. Almost all female, and all unconscious already from the first stage of the change. Part of my mind screams about the rapes, the lives that have effectively ended, the women who are lost to all their loved ones. But my lust crowds that out, as does the irresistible urge to cum again, and again.
I make it as far as a table in front of what serves as an bar in their camp. Which means nothing more then it serves ale and mead. I lay over the table, my huge ass in the air for only a few seconds before I feel the rough nails of a minotaur's hand on my hips and I scream in orgasm as his humongous cock rips through my body and punches through my cervix with one powerful thrust. And it all starts all over again. I'm fucked over and over, my cunt and ass practically ripped apart in their bestial lust.
Through the haze of lust and confusion of mind breaking orgasm, both me and the woman, James? I think, use our hands to scoop jizz out of each other's fuckholes to eat and smear all over our bodies. She's amazed, and very jealous, when she sees me take two of their cocks at once. The only ways she can do that is with an orc.
But her insistence on that does me a wonderful favor, getting the orc's attention so more of them come over. Then I find out what it's like to have my two new fuckholes used. It only takes a little urging to get one of their green tinted cocks near one of my tits. Pushing two fingers into my nipple, that sensation alone almost making me cum, I pull his cock to my tit and push it in the sensation of mind numbering pleasure. That's when my gang bang truly starts. A minotaur's humungous cock in my ass, and an orc cock fucking each of my tits at the same time. There's not point is getting a cock in my mouth, I'm too busy screaming my fool head off.
The orc's rough hands are mauling my tits, grabbing it tightly at the base and using their hands to fuck my tit meat on and off their cock. My body is being used by these animals to masturbate in more then anything else, and I couldn't be happier.
Occasionally, I get a few minutes without a cock in me. Warm thick cum pouring out of each distended nipple, my cunt and ass gaping open and pouring out even more cum. All I can think about is how dry my throat is, so I start emptying the tankards on the table of ale or mead or whiskey, I don't care what. The other girl, er, guy, whatever, she gets a cute idea and holds a mug under each tit. All of the orc cum and my own girl cum is still streaming out. She fills each mug about half way then tops it off with some ale for us both to finish off.
All of the minotaurs are gone, but apparently there's still plenty of orcs wanting something to stick their dick in. I'm buzzing, horny as fuck, and ready to go, so I wave a couple more over to me, then get a bright idea for the third one who wanders over. I'm on my back, myf at ass propping my hips up in the air. I gasp at the sudden orgasm from one of the orcs shoving his cock as deep into my tit as he can, stretching my cum filled nipple around his fat dick. I keep waving the third to come over between my legs, but he's reluctant. I can't blame him, as huge and gaping as my cunt and ass is, and still so much cum pouring out of them.
I get distracted, the other other had grabbed my other tit and was yanking it onto his cock. The pleasure was shooting into my brain like a knife, sending me off into one orgasm after another. I've got a dick in each tit now, balls deep, and both of them are thick and at least 8" long. I have to wait until one of them cums, that feeling alone setting me off again, before I can get a third one to step between my legs.
I grab his cock and pull it up tot he top of my cunt. He tries to shove in me, but my one hand is more then strong enough to stop the full grown orc, standing over 7' tall. I pull his dick again, getting the head at the entrance to my piss hole. This is gonna hurt, I know these brutes have no concept of going slow or working it in, but I also know it'll be worth it.
Once the head of his dick is lodged in my pisshole, he gets the idea. Thank all the merciful gods that another one chooses that moment to grab my free tit and starts shoving his cock in my nipple, it's just the distraction I need. As I'm cumming from my double nipple fuck, the one between my legs lunges forward, a rough hand on each hip pulling himself into my. I scream, long and loud, as his thick green cock stretches my urethra to the limit, pain tearing through my mind. But the pain ebbs away in small waves as the two cocks keeping fucking into my orgasic nipples, one of them cumming just a few strokes later.
The feeling, intense pressure inside of my tit as his cum has no where to go, is so mind blowing I forget about the pain as the orgasm washes over me, through me, obliterates my will. When I slowly come back, the orc between my legs is furiously fucking my pisshole all the way into my bladder. The pain is all gone now, replaced by the glorious pleasure of another cock in me. Jamie is next me, or Jill or whatever her name is, she's mesmerized by the sight. A thick long cock pistoning in and out of my piss hole, the skin stretched tight around his cock, being pulled out and pushed back in with each thrust.
She's got one hand on her enormous tit, the other on her cock, and I know exactly what she's thinking. Her fingers are digging into her nipple, desperately trying to enlarge the hole enough to get a dick in it. With her ass so stretched out and the cock between her legs, the only hole she's got that the orcs can use is her mouth. And judging by the cum on her face and dipping out of her nose, I'm sure plenty of them have done just that.
With a grunt, and another will crushing orgasm for me, the orc between my legs buries his cock balls deep in my piss hole and cums, jet after jet of his jizz shooting out of his cock and straight into my bladder. Soon my abdomen is bulging, so much cum being shot into and it's too tight a fit for it to get out. Finally done, Jane practically pulls him from between my legs. But then I'm gone again as one of the tit fucking orcs cums, again that pressure building up within my nipple before it squirts out around the edges of his cock is so intense and thrilling my mind can't process anything else.
When he pulls his cock out of my tit the cum, from both of us, shoots out at first, then slows to a dribble as I slowly become aware of another pleasant sensation, like taking a long needed piss but it's different. I realize that the girl in between my legs, her mouth on my piss hole and she's sucking the orc's cum out of my bladder. This new kind of pleasure radiates through me, a pleasant buzz that spreads everywhere.
After I've pissed out all of his cum into her mouth, she stands up, a wicked grin on her face that I can barely see another orc steps up and slides his cock inside of my breast through the distended nipple. She pushes down on her rock hard cock that's throbbing against her stomach. Getting the head nestled at the entrance of my urethra, she smiles again as she slowly pushes into my body.
This gorgeous woman starts to slowly, sensually, fuck my piss hole with her cock. Her over sized tits bouncing with each thrust as she pushes 9 or 10" into my piss hole, her smile getting even larger as I realize that I'm the first fuck she's had since getting caught. There's not females around besides those of us who've been changed. And while her cock is humongous for a human, it's way to small to feel anything in any of the fuck holes around her. But in my piss hole, it must be painfully tight for her as she finally gets all the way inside my body. Balls deep, the head of her cock pushing on the back end of my bladder, she revels in the sensation.
In the back of my lust clouded mind I think that sometime I want just her to fuck me. A tall strong limbed huge titted women with a big dick fucking an even larger woman in his piss hole that's stretched open to inhuman proportions. It's not that I don't enjoy the hell out of the two large cocks fucking my tit meat without mercy and constantly filling me with their cum, but I think just us two girls fucking would be pretty damn hot.
Much sooner then I expect, she cum in my bladder. Each load of cum distinct and insanely pleasurable, filling me up completely, feels even more intense then when the orcs fill my tits with cum. Which happens not too long after and my mind shuts down amidst too much pleasure and stimulation all at once.
Everything after that is a blur to me. The orcs keeping showing up, more and more of them. Apparently there's precious little for them to fuck around here, and they're taking advantage of three holes that feel tight on their large cocks. I loose track of time, doze off now and then, and finally wake up back in my room/stall, mostly cleaned off and a sleeping girl next time. Her cock still hard and oozing precum.
I guess my changes were more extreme because I'm a mage, already having magic in my body. That's as good a reason as any I think, as I lean over enough to grab my trusty want, the crystal sphere on top glowing with all of the sexual energy it's absorbed. Moving slowly so as to not wake the shemale, I start sliding it into my cunt. Still plenty of orc cum leaking out of my piss hole to lube it, and minotaur jizz left deeper in. With a satisfied sigh, the huge sphere slips past my cervix, filling my quite nicely. And I go back to sleep, thinking about how little time it's likely to be before my next gang bang.