The Life of Koru, Chapter 65
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"Do lava giants have lava cocks?" Mulo wondered.
"Ye seem to always think about cocks, boy! Maybe ye should take a break!" Gryf responded.
Mulo blushed. Was he really that slutty, like Gryf described?
Both of them were crawling on all fours through a narrow tunnel that led to the middle of the Earth, but Mulo was in front of Gryf, so Gryf could see Mulo's ass, his low-hanging balls and pecker, and his rapidly contracting asshole. It was a very tantalizing view for Gryf, who wanted to plunder or at least slap Mulo's hindquarters, but then remembered that they were as cursed as the unholy tomb of Nosferatu. It was wiser for Gryf to refrain from pillaging Mulo's ass and just wait until the curse was lifted. As for Mulo, he was unaware how enticing his meaty buttocks were, so he just wiggled them nonchalantly through the tunnel.
As they approached the center of Earth, the two slaves started to feel the weight of their journey. The walls glowed with an intense heat, shimmering like molten rock, and the air was thick with smoke. Each movement was a battle against the oppressive heat and the claustrophobic tunnel that seemed to squeeze tighter with every inch.
"I'se can't go any further..." Mulo said, panting like a tired dog.
"Yes, ye can! Move yer ass, boy!" Gryf ordered.
Suddenly, the tunnel opened up into a vast cavern. The incredible heat of the tunnel was replaced by a dry, scorching air that carried the scent of brimstone. At the center of the cavern stood a pedestal made of blackened stone, and atop it, the magical lamp glowed with an eerie light. Surrounding the pedestal were the lava giants, their bodies composed of molten rock and flame, standing guard with an ominous presence.
"Who are these mortals who enter the forbidden room?" one of the lava giants asked.
"They have been sent by the genies to steal the magic lamp!" another one responded.
"They shall burn for their insolence!" a third one said. "Burn their balls to ashes, and be done with it!"
The lava giants grabbed both Gryf and Mulo by their balls and started squeezing.
"Nosuhs! Please, suhs! Mercy!" the slaves yelled.
The fingers of the giants were scorching hot and applied such pressure that Mulo thought he might actually lose his balls. He thought of no way to save his balls but this:
"Suhs, ye should try muh ass first!"
It was a trap for the lava giants. They didn't know Mulo's ass was cursed.
One of the giants ordered Mulo to bend at the waist and then he started to examine his rump and even sniff it.
"Hmm! Uncooked meat!" he said.
"But look at that juicy hole!" another giant said. "It winks so nicely, as if it tried to tell us something!"
"Well, sorry, I can't read lips, can you? What does it say?"
"It says: please fuck me, sir, I am really begging!"
"Hah!" the lava giant chuckled.
He wasted no time and started to butt-fuck Mulo.
Mulo had never felt such an excruciating pain, as the enormous hot-as-hell cock invaded his ass and pushed back and forth with ramming speed. It felt as if every nerve in his body was ablaze, each one screaming in relentless torment. His vision blurred with tears, the unbearable pain radiating from his rectum to the core of his being.
"AAAH! AAAH!" Mulo yelled.
"You can scream, all you want, mortal! This is your punishment for entering the forbidden room!"
Suddenly an earthquake started to shake the ground violently, just like Mulo expected it would happen. The entire cavern trembled as the earth groaned in protest, sending chunks of rock crashing down from the ceiling. The lava giants, caught off guard by the sudden upheaval, stumbled and struggled to maintain their balance.
"Fuck! This is so badly timed!" the giant who fucked Mulo bellowed in frustration, as he had to retreat his formidable cock from the mortal's ass.
Mulo could barely move due to the savage pounding that he had just received, but Gryf seized the opportunity, knowing the earthquake had given them a critical advantage, and urged Mulo to move faster towards their escape.
"Let's go, boy! No time to waste!" Gryf said.
Before the lava giants could stop him, Gryf grabbed the magic lamp from the pedestal and then pushed Mulo towards the entrance of the narrow tunnel.
"They are taking the lamp!" a giant yelled. "Stop them!"
Moving as fast as they could, Mulo and Gryf started crawling on all fours through the tunnel, while a giant stuck his long arm after them and attempted to grab Gryf's legs.
But the lava giants were fucked. The two koru could hear the forbidden room crumbling into a total mess that buried the giants underneath.
"Phew!" Gryf said. "This was a close one!"
"Citizen Fatso, you stand accused of betraying the ideals of the Republic of Pupistan in order to become a tyrant!" Sir Ishmael declared, his voice echoing through the grand hall of justice. The gathered koru watched in hushed anticipation as the trial commenced.
"Umm.. suh Massa, muh defense revolves around the fact that I'se dindu nuffin'!" King Fatso responded.
"You dindu nuffin'? Well, that's not what the eye-witnesses say! One of them says that you shitted on his doorstep because he didn't offer you enough gifts!"
"Umm, yeah... I'se needed to shit that day and couldn't find any other place..."
"Liar!" a voice was heard in the audience.
"Silence in the court!" Sir Ishmael shouted.
He then continued, "Citizen Fatso, your gluttony and greed have turned Pupistan into a land of fear and oppression. You have imposed heavy taxes and demanded gifts from those who should have been your equals. You have betrayed the trust placed in you by the koru!"
King Fatso responded:
"None of this is true, suh Massa! They be all lies from muh haters, to which I'se respond: brrrpppt!"
And in saying this he released a really big fart.
Lady Celeste, who stood next to Sir Ishmael, suddenly whispered in his ear:
"Checkered Man, these apes lack the ability to self-govern! I advise you to send them back into slavery, with whips and chains like we do here in Colombia!"
"No, Celeste, this is not the way! I still believe in their potential to build a just and fair society."
"Call me a lunatic, but I see nothing good in freeing these savages!"
Later that evening, Sir Ishmael announced:
"Citizen Fatso, I sentence you to three years of prison. You will lose your position as a ruler of Pupistan, and the election process will be repeated so that a new and fair ruler can take over. Pupistan is and will remain a country for the free koru. Its commitment to freedom, justice, and democracy is unwavering. Today, justice has been served!"
"HURRAH! HURRAH!" the crowd shouted.