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Lade Volkov

I did not like this one bit. Narinda Fortress had been attacked. As we came closer, I could see what Kali was pointing out. The elf’s sharp vision let her see that no one stood on the battlements of the stone castle. It was a squat thing. Ugly, even. A tower thrust out of the middle of a box of walls built at the top of a hill. A ditch was dug around the base with a narrow bridge across it. Smoke billowed thick from one side.

Though it was made of stone, something was burning inside.

“Is the enemy still here?” I asked. The sun was setting fast, gleaming in my left eye. “Can you tell, Kali?”

“No,” she said. “But I don’t think it’s been long since the attack.”

“What attacked it?” Virginia asked.

Kali shook her head. “I can’t tell. Something that struck before the defenders were aware. The gate’s still open. I can see bodies in the doorway.”

“Should we just go around it?” Brígida asked. “If there’s an enemy in there…”

“But what if there are survivors that need aid,” Aria asked. “Lady Virginia, we must be a beacon of hope for this world. That is why we are here.”

“Dangerous,” I said. “I’m for going around.”

“We need the supplies in there,” Saffron said. “Aria, how much food do we got.”

“We’ll run out tomorrow,” Aria said. “With rationing, we could stretch it out a few more days. But our purpose for entering must be to render aid.”

“Of course, of course,” Saffron said. “Sounds like a scouting mission. I got it covered.”

“Really?” Virginia said. Our queen did not sound happy. “Why does it always have to be you.”

“Because Lada’s boobs make too much noise,” Saffron said with a flippant answer.

“I’m wearing armor,” I muttered. “They’re not smacking together, are they?”

“You really don’t get just how much they jiggle in the bronzewood,” Saffron said. “Right, Kali.”

The elf gave a helpless shrug. “But not as noticeable as Avice’s boobs which are swinging unencumbered. Or Willow’s.”

“I do not want to go in there,” Willow said. “It smells of death.”

“And it’s worrying that this fortress, lying on the path we take to the Ooze Spring, has been attacked,” said Ocean from the back. “Does the Demon Lord know what Virginia has to do?”

“Everyone knows,” Kali said.

“Great,” muttered Addy. The witch—she insisted on being called a futa-witch—hugged herself, her round boobs jiggling. Her glasses shifted on her nose. “Just great.”

“That’s why we have you wizardry types,” I said. “And my girls’ swords. We’re going to fight against whatever evil is after Queen Virginia. Saffron, I think you have to go scout.”

“Don’t I get a say in it?” asked Her Majesty. Virginia pulled away from Willow and marched past Avice and Addy to stand before me and Saffron. “I’m the heroine. I’m in charge. You’re all my harem.”

“You don’t get a say when it comes to keeping you safe,” I told her. I cupped her face. I did love her so much. Her beautiful, blue eyes stared at me with shock. Her lips quivered with outrage. I stroked her fair cheek, brushing back an errant strand of golden curls. “Sorry. You would put yourself in needless danger to keep us safe, but that’s our job. To take risks for you.”

“That’s not fair,” Virginia gasped. “I’m the one who has to save the world.”

“And we’re here to keep you alive to do it.” I looked around at the girls. The cute priestesses, the nerdy mages, and my sexy cheerleaders. “Your harem is here to protect you so you can save everyone else. So let us do our jobs.” I smiled at her. “Okay.”

“I just…” She glanced past me to Saffron.

“I get it,” I said, not hurt. “You love your twin more than the rest of us. It only makes sense. You two have been together since conception. But she’s good. She whooped that dark elf skank’s ass.”

“And fucked her ass,” Saffron chimed in.

“So she’s going to scout. Let us know what we’re getting ourselves into.” A big smile spread on my lips. “And you’re going to stay right here, safe and sound, with all your sexy futas around you loving you.”

“We’re not going to have sex here!” Virginia gasped.

“There’s more than one way to love you, perv,” I said, rolling my eyes. I leaned in and kissed her. A gentle kiss, tasting the sweetness of my queen’s lips. I closed my eyes for a moment, wishing I wasn’t in the bronzewood breastplate so our boobs could press tight. “You just sit tight and let Saffron work her magic.”

“Mad skillz,” Virginia muttered.

“That’s right, sis,” Saffron said. The black-haired girl sauntered past me and cupped her twin’s face. “So you just sit tight and think about all the ways you can make me cum. Be creative, too.”

“You’re such a brat,” Virginia said and grabbed her twin’s ass. “You better come back, or I’ll march in there and, after I’ve saved you, I’ll spank your ass so red, you won’t sit for a month.”

“Ooh, that sounds fun.” Saffron kissed Virginia before she could say anything.

I couldn’t help smile at the sister’s incestuous love for each other. And I wasn’t the only one. Aria looked like she would melt away with gushing delight and Brígida had a big grin. Other girls were smiling or giggling or looking on with longing. Janette smacked her lips as if she was kissing Virginia, too, her hand thrust between leather straps to stroke her cock.

“Knock that off, Janette,” I snapped. “You want a sword to polish, it’s hanging at your waist.”

She ripped her hands out and blushed. “Sorry, Captain. Just got excited. Aria’s cute rump pointed at me.”

Aria wiggled her ass, something she never would have done in the old days. Things were changing, weren’t they? I smiled in delight, so glad that they were. Then I realized that Saffron and Virginia were still kissing.

“Uh, Your Majesty, you have to let your twin sister go and scout,” I purred. “You can’t just French her all day long.”

Virginia broke the kiss and blushed as guiltily as Janette did. “Sorry, I got carried away.”

Saffron giggled as she pulled away from her sister’s embrace. The thief, her bandoleer of throwing knives shifting between her small breasts, darted towards the castle. My stomach clenched. I gripped my sword, wondering what had attacked the place.

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Saffron Homewood

Boy, my dick was hard after Virginia’s kiss. My twin sister knew how to make a girl tremble with delight. My pussy was positively juicy from it. I hummed my delight as I headed down the road to the castle. I neared the ditch and crouched. There was no cover.

But no one was on the battlements. Not alive, anyway.

In the shadows of the gate, I could see guards dead in the center. Futas that had been killed. There was blood on their necks, but I wasn’t sure what the weapons were. I had to be careful about this. I had to move with caution.

I slid into the ditch. It had steep, crumbly walls, and the bottom was covered in debris made of large broken rocks that shifted beneath me. Once across, it was hard to scramble out on the other side. The bedrock was made of something brittle. But I managed.

I reached the wall. It probably had some fancy French name like… le wall. I didn’t know what wall was in French. So sue me. I glanced up at it and blinked. The battlements thrust out over the wall, and there were holes in it that let the defenders peer down. Maybe attack at people at the base of the walls.

Could I squeeze through whatever those holes were called? Some grandiose French name that sounded fancy, but really meant something like poop hole or guard hole or something boring. Why was I thinking about the French so much?

That kiss…

Virginia knew how to use her tongue. My futa-dick throbbed in my pussy.

No, no, focus, Saffron. You have a super dangerous mission. I shifted my backpack with my bondage gear in it—I would be ready for another encounter with the dark futa-elf skank-bitch-whore-assassin. Oh, yes, I would be ready for her tight ass.

The stones were all unevenly sized and held together by mortar. It gave me enough grip for me to climb. It wasn’t an easy climb. No scampering up it like a squirrel rushing up the side of a tree. Boy, I would make a cute squirrel. With a bushy tail attached to a butt plug…

I had to stop distracting myself. I kept climbing, staring up at the hole. I had to focus my senses. Whatever attacked the fortress could still be lurking about. I had to be ready to kick ass and take names. This was a frightening prospect, but I would rise to the occasion and overcome it. I kept climbing and climbing.

I reached the hole. It was just big enough for me to fit through. I just had to take off my backpack. I don’t advise doing that if you’re clinging to a stone wall with barely anything to grip onto. For a moment, I was quite terrified.

But I was Saffron Homewood, the most amazing futa-thief who has ever lived. I had the mad skillz to slip off my pack and shove it through the hole. I followed, squirming my naked body through. Once more, having small tits paid off. Poor Lada would be stuck.

I climbed out and found a gruesome sight. The walls were scorched. Fire had burned along it, including some of the helpless defenders. I didn’t want to look at them nor breathe in deeply. A charred scent filled the air. Fire blazed below, an outbuilding separated from the main keep that was burning down to coals. More dead lay scattered about the courtyard.

I didn’t want to look at them too carefully. They were burned. The fire worried me. Had a dragon attacked the fortress? God, were there dragons in this world? I bet there were. That was terrifying. Things were definitely different now. I had to be on my toes, or I would be in big trouble.

I moved toward the stairs that led down into the courtyard. A large clatter burst from the burning building. Sparks flared as half of it collapsed. It spilled blazing debris out from it. Soot rained down around me. I shook my head, drawing my dagger.

I wanted to be ready to defend myself.

I reached the first floor and found more dead soldiers here. They were all women. Futas, I supposed, in low-cut breastplates and skits of chainmail. They had wounds to their necks. All of them. I frowned as I stared at those. My head cocked to the side. I looked at my throwing dagger and then the wounds.

They were the same size.

Worse, the bodies were clustered in threes. I darted for the corner, my eyes scanning for any sign of that dark elf bitch. She had been here. She had gotten out here ahead of us. Instead of trying to find us in the woods, she had created a place to ambush us.

My heart pounded. Cold exhilaration shot through me. I felt so alive even as the terror twisted about my guts. I just had to focus. I couldn’t let her get to me. I knew she was around here somewhere. I would have to smoke the bitch out.

Where would I be waiting to ambush me?

The top of the central tower.

No, no, a window. Peering out from the shadows. Not at the top floor, but close. I’d want to keep an eye on the main gate and the courtyard. She would have already seen me. There was no doubt about that. But if I could get to the tower from a spot she didn’t anticipate…

It was time to be a sneaky bitch.

I used all my skills of stealth and detection. My heartbeat slowed. I heard more and more of the world I sensed eyes on me. I had to break that. I moved behind another outbuilding. Line of sight broken. I felt unobserved. Safe.

I pressed into the wall and moved through the shadows. I crouched down, creeping to the edge. There was an open spot, but the night was falling. The shadows were thick and long. I had to blend in with them.

I almost wrapped myself up with the shadows. It was almost like a sort of magic. A way of cloaking myself and bringing my cover with me. I crawled out from the outbuilding, moving slow on my belly. I could feel the eyes searching for me. Moving over me.

This was working. The eyes weren’t focusing on me. Inch by inch, I worked myself to the tower. This time, that dark elf assassin-bitch-cunt-whore wouldn’t escape. I would make her crawl out to my twin and her harem with my dick in her ass.

I passed another body, almost to the tower. Just a little bit more. I reached out one hand at a time, grabbing cobblestones to help pull my body along. My nipples rasped over the flagstones. I ignored the terrible scents. I just focused on my mission. On—

A mighty, furious roar burst through the night. “WHERE ARE YOU!”

I froze. That wasn’t Surexila at all.

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Brígida Vasquez

“It’s been nearly a half-hour since she went over the wall,” Virginia said. “We should go in there. Make sure she’s not hurt or captured.”

“Maybe,” Lada said, pacing. “Kali?”

“I’ve heard no screams or shouts,” Kali said. “I think your twin sister is still alive, Lady Virginia.”

“You think so?” Virginia asked, her face twisted in concern. Her blonde hair fell about her features. Golden light played along one side, catching the final rays of day.

“Yeah,” Kali said. “I have not heard—”

“WHERE ARE YOU!” roared through the night. A deep and scaly voice. “WHERE DID YOU GO, BITCH!”

Fire exploded from the top of the tower. Stones burst out and something exploded out of the rush. A creature soared through the sky on wings. More fire belched from it before it vanished out of sight behind the wall.

“No!” Virginia screamed.

“¡Mierda!” I squeaked in shock, clutching at my chest. “What was that.”

“A Mistress of the Pit,” Kali groaned. “A demon. One of the Demon Lord’s minions. This is bad. She must have been summoned here by dark priestesses.”

“That thing’s looking for Saffron,” Virginia shouted.

“How do we kill it?” Brígida asked.

“Holy damage and water magic,” Kali answered. “Weapons will be useless against her.”

“Then let’s go, mages,” I shouted.

“And witches,” Addy added, pushing up her glasses.

I shout the black-haired futa an annoyed look. “We have a pit fiend to kill. We use Tidal Wave to batter it. Addy, I want you to use Gather Water and form a pool that we can then use Flood Water to guide. Felipa and Iseul, I want you two to use Conjure Wind to knock the pit fined out of the sky. Joann, you’re on Snuff Fire duty. If she breathes at us, you put it out.”

“Roger,” Joann shouted.

“Let’s go,” I cried and ran for the keep. My black hair streamed out behind me. I locked the words to Tidal Wave in my mind. Eenaap Enaalid would be the key, but only if we could get her out of the sky.

“Save her!” screamed Virginia behind us as we charged towards the castle. Saffron would have to hold out for a few minutes. None of us were on the Track and Field team. We all spent too much time watching Anime. But it had prepared us. Readied us.

It was time for Virginia’s futa-mage cadre to kick some ass on the Demon Lord’s servant!

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Saffron Homewood

Debris rained across the courtyard. I lay flat on my belly as a winged woman with ruddy skin burst from the tower. The eyes I had felt. Fire burst from her mouth as she dived on wings like a dragon. She had black hair and the air rippled with warmth.

Some sort of devil woman attacked. Fire spilled across the cobblestones. Heat rippled in the air. Stones glowed cherry red. I swallowed. She would roast me alive. She banked over and then breathed on the building I had hidden behind.

It went up like a California forest. In seconds, it was burning bright and hot. The devil woman banked around and then hovered in the air. She breathed heavily, large breasts rising and falling. She snapped her gaze around.

“It’s Saffron, isn’t it,” the devil woman hissed. “Surexila told me all about you. I get to own your soul. How does that sound?”

I didn’t answer. I was still hidden. She wasn’t able to see me.

“You’ll spend every day chained to my throne. You’ll wear a collar made of molten iron, so it will burn you and keep you in perpetual agony until—”

“Wait, if it’s made of molten iron, how does it keep its shape and not just pour over me?” I asked, unable to stop myself. It was so stupid.

Especially when she whipped her gaze in my general direction. She drew in a breath. I almost moved until I saw where she was aiming. Flames blasted the stones ten feet away. The heat washed over me. I closed my eyes against the blaze.

“You dare mock me, futa?” the pit fiend roared. “You think I am a fool. That I do not know how molten iron works?”

“You’re the idiot who thinks she can fashion a collar out of molten iron!” I shouted and popped up. My throwing dagger flew out and struck her right between the tits.

And bounced off.

I gaped as my blade hit the ground with a clatter. I swallowed as the devil lady laughed. She descended and picked it up. She stared right at me. I was no longer hiding. The fear I felt before became terror. I needed to run.

“Such an insolent futa,” the devil lady purred. She held my bronzewood throwing knife. It smoked and then burst into flames. It might be hard as metal, but it was still wood. She flung the blazing blade at me.

I dodged to the right, rolled, and came up in a crouch. She advanced on me, her black tongue licking sharp, bronze teeth. She rubbed at her belly, staring at me with such lust in her cruel eyes. She would put a collar of molten iron on me and then laugh as it ran burning over my flesh.

“Yes, yes, you are going to look magnificent chained to my throne.” Her clit sprouted into a dick. The way that Ella’s futas could control when they had their cocks. It throbbed and pulsed, growing thicker and longer. It glowed with molten heat, like it had white-hot coals inside of the flesh shaft. The air warped even more. “Your screams will be so sweet to my ears. Like an angel plucked of its feathers. How you shall howl as your pussy boils around my cock.”

“Hard pass on that,” I said. “I don’t want to catch that demonic syphilis you got. Clearly, it’s rotted your brain as much as it’s rotted that ugly, misshapen clit-dick of yours.”

A sadistic smile spread on her lips. Yeah, I might have pissed her off. Just a teeny, weeny bit.

I was moving as she inhaled, sprinting for the corner of the castle. I wanted to put a stone between me and her inhalation. My shoes smacked on the cobblestones. A great WHOOSH roared behind me. Heat licked at me.

I dove around the corner of the tower, rolling as I hit the ground. Orange light spilled around the courtyard, illuminating. I came up, the heat of her flames chapping at my ass. I grimaced and then jumped through a small window that had no glass in it. I landed in a stark room. A heavy table and bare walls. I pressed against the wall, the window right above me.

“Now where did you go, Saffron?” asked the devil woman. I heard her wings rustling. “You couldn’t have gotten far.”

She stopped before the window. “Are you in here?”

I held my breath as she thrust her head through the window. The shadows held me like before. I had broken line of sight with her. She breathed in, her nostrils twitching. A thick, scaly tongue flicked out.

“I want to fuck you with my diseased cock,” she purred. “I’m so eager to give that tight, little cunt devil syphilis while you scream in agony from the heat.”

I had to stay calm. If she sensed I was in here, she just had to exhale, and she would bathe me in fire. She could fricassee me. That would be that. I wouldn’t keep my promise to my twin sister. And I so wanted to do that. I wanted to show her I was reliable. That she could count on me for once.

“I can smell you,” she purred. “I think you’re in here. Mmm, should I fill this room in fire? If you surrender, I won’t burn you.”

Was it a bluff? It had to be a bluff. I couldn’t give in.

She inhaled. A deep, sucking intake of air. I squeezed my eyes shut, my twin sister’s face flashing through my mind. Blonde hair framing her smiling face. Blue eyes bright. I was so dead. There was no stopping the fatal exhalation. Fire would fill this enclosed space. I would cook. Roasted Saffron.

Now I would never get to fuck that dark elf assassin-bitch-cunt-whore-slut in the ass again.

The devil woman growled. Her head yanked out of the window. Wings flapped. I fought the urge to exhale my held breath. I let it out slowly, silently, my entire body shaking. I had to inhale. I needed oxygen. Why did she fly off?

A trap? What was going on?

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Brígida Vasquez

“Okay, girls, get to it,” I shouted.

Joann, grabbing her knees as she gasped for breath, stood at the front, ready to Snuff Flames. Addy was already casting Gather Water. Moisture flowed to her and gathered on the ground at her feet. Only a small puddle, but she kept casting it.

“Eenaap Dakap!” she spoke with confidence.

“She’s got to be around here somewhere,” I growled, looking around. “Be ready. I want that pit fiend swatted out of the sky.”

“Looking for me?” a voice purred with malevolent evil. The pit fiend winged around the corner of the tower. Her wings flapped while fire danced from her lips. “My, my, more tasty treats to enjoy. I’ve never eaten a futa from another world. What do you taste like?”

“Spicy!” I hissed. “Felipa! Iseul! Take that bitch down!”

The two held hands and cried, “Uyaav Eeahir!”

A sudden downdraft slammed into the pit fiend as she soared at us. The current of air drove her to the ground. She hit the cobblestones with a hard impact. She hissed in pain. Fury brimmed in her eyes. She struggled to stand.

“Eenaap Enaalid!” I cried. Mio, Velvet, Sylvia, Frederica, and Opal all cried it with me.

Six tidal waves burst into existence and swept at the pit fiend just as she gained her feet. The water slammed into her and knocked her back. Steam hissed, a cloud of white vapor obscuring everything. The roar of boiling water filled the air. The tidal waves spilled out and then the water vanished, leaving only the haze behind.

“Hit her again!” I shouted. “Let’s drown—”

Fire exploded out of the steam, devouring the water vapor. The flames surged at us, roiling in a conflagration of oranges and reds. My heart leaped into my throat as the attack spread out wide to engulf as many of us as possible.

“Gaa Dakap!” Joann cried, pointing at the fire.

The flames weakened in intensity. They vanished, devoured by some great mouth before they could reach us. I let out a hard exhale, triumph surging through me. The pit fiend stood behind the flames, her lower lip curling.

“Mages!” She spat something molten and hot that hit the stones and sizzled. She burst into a run at us, her wings flapping to hurtle her forward.

“Uyaav Eeahir!” cried Iseul and Felipa.

A hurricane rushed at the pit fiend. She dove to the ground and let it hurtle over her and then was on her feet again. She inhaled as she ran at us, fire burning in her maw. She would incinerate if she had the chance.

“Eenaap Enaalid!” I cried.

“Eenaap Enaalid!” others yelled.

Waves rushed at her. They were all four feet wide walls of crashing water frothing at the top. The pit fiend flapped her wings and leaped over them all. She was airborne, the fire spilling out of her open mouth.

“Uyaav Eeahir!” cried my two mages on that duty.

The air slammed the pit fiend into the ground, but the triumph in her eyes screamed that she wanted to be there. She was only feet from Joann. Fire burst from the pit fiend’s mouth to incinerate my futa-mage.

“Gaa Dakap!” chanted Joann, the petite brunette ready for the attack. The fire disappeared immediately.

Claws slashed out. Joann’s stomach burst with blood. The drops splattered across my face. Joann stumbled back while the pit fiend grinned with sadistic delight. Then the monster was inside our group. Joann screamed and collapsed on the ground, clutching at her abdomen.

“Eenaap Enaalid!” screamed from my lips.

The pit fiend leaped into the air again, her body tumbling in a somersault. The water surged beneath her as she hurtled towards the ground. She extended her body to land behind me. I whirled around, the spell on my lips.

“Uyaav Eeahir!” Felipa roared, the Italian girl pointing her finger.

Her wind struck the pit fiend before she could hit the ground. It threw her back, knocking her out of her landing. She hit the ground and rolled. She came up and fire belched from her mouth, rushing at us.

“Eenaap Enaalid!”

My wave swept right into the fire. Steam bust as the two struck. A white haze swept before my eyes, hiding the pit fiend from sight again. Joann whimpered on the ground. Addy chanted the words to Gather Water in the background.

“Get ready!” I shouted. “She’ll come—”

Fire burst out of the steam.

“Gaa Dakap!” I snarled, my magic devouring the fire as it rushed towards me. I wouldn’t let her hurt my girls.

A shadow fell over me a moment later. The pit fiend had breathed fire and jumped at the same moment. She hurtled down at me, sadistic delight in her eyes. Her claws dripped with Joann’s blood. She came to kill me.

“Uyaav Eeahir!” Iseul cried.

The wind slammed into me. I gasped as it threw me forward. I struck on my hands and knees. The pit fiend crashed into the ground behind me. “Eenaap Enaalid!” screamed from Mio and Frederica’s lips. Water crashed and steam exploded around me.

I scrambled to my feet, ignoring the throbbing ache in my palms and knees. I spun to see the steam hissing before me. A shape in the middle of it. We had to drown the bitch in water. We had to hold her down.

Then I noticed just how much water that Addy had gathered. She had a large pool around her. She stood in the middle of it, the water up to her neck as she kept drawing more and more liquid from out of the surrendering area. She funneled it to her.

“Eenaap Eeahir!” I cried. A spell that manipulated existing water, unleashing it onto the world.

The water surged at the pit fiend. This was no tidal wave that we cast, this was a wall of water that rose higher than her. She flapped her wings, but not in time. The water crashed into her, surrounded her. cocooned her. It wouldn’t dissipate. She could heat it, but this was releasing real steam.

The water boiled around the thrashing pit fiend. Cavitations roared as the water boiled around her. The steam burst out the top, hissing as it escaped into the atmosphere. The monster glowed hotter, the water surging with more violence.

“Eenaap Eeahir!” I chanted to keep holding it.

“Eenaap Dakap!” Addy cried and the rising steam surged back down and replenished what the pit fiend boiled away.

She didn’t last much longer beneath the torrent that we unleashed upon her. I almost felt bad for her until I heard Joann’s whimpering. We had to finish this cunt off so we could get Aria and her priestesses here before she passed away.

I swallowed, realizing for the first time that we could die in this world. It was a frightening prospect and kept me chanting the words for Flood Water. The steam hissed out more violently, but it was bent back in to feed it. There was no escape for the pit fiend.

The steam slowed. The water’s boil diminished. The pit fiend’s naked form floated in the space. She didn’t move. The heat from her was gone. I was scared to let the spell end, fearing it might be a trick. I decided to keep her trapped until I was certain she was dead.

“Someone, get Aria right now!” I shouted. “Keep her imprisoned. Let’s make sure we drown this bitch. I want that water to be ice-cold before we let her go.”

“I got her,” a voice shouted. I blinked. That wasn’t one of my futa-mages.

Saffron darted past us. I hadn’t even seen where she’d popped out of. She raced through the gates, her short bob of hair fluttering around her face. I chanted the words to Flood Water again, holding the shape of the cauldron. This was so tiring, though.

“Can someone lend me cum?” I asked. “I’m going to pass out if I keep this up.”

“On it,” Addy cried and rushed over to me, her futa-dick hardening before her.

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Virginia Homewood

“We’ve finished searching the castle,” Lada reported. It was hours after the fight. Joann was healed thanks to Aria and her futa-priestesses. Saffron had returned to me safe and sound. “We have found provisions in the tower’s keep. Flour. salted beef, and a root cellar with stocks of carrots, onions, potatoes, and radishes. It’s not the best fare, but we won’t starve for a while.”

“Were there any survivors?” I asked, staring at the castle. The fires had gone out. We were not spending the night in there.

“No, no,” said Lada. “I’m sorry. We looked. We really, really looked. I would have loved to have found even one person alive, but there’s no one. I’m really sorry, Virginia.”

“It’s not your fault,” I told her. I stroked her face. “Aria, how’s our supper coming along.”

“The last of the goods we brought from the school are ready,” said Aria. “My girls have made more of those pouches that can hold a lot of supplies, so we’ll take all the food. None of it will spoil for a while. Lady Virginia, I don’t think we have to worry about supplies.”

“Just what new nasty surprises we have in store for us out there,” I said. “Surexila is out there.”

“She’s long gone,” Kali said. “Saffron and I did a thorough search of the area. There’s no sign of her.”

“Yeah, it was very thorough,” Saffron said. She pulled out a ring gag from her backpack. “I so wanted to shove this in her mouth and then fuck her.”

“You did?” I asked, staring at her. “Do you think that would be exciting?”

My twin sister cocked her head. “Do you want to give it a try, sis? That’s pretty kinky, don’t you think?”

I shifted and blushed. “Yeah, I think it is, but I wouldn’t be opposed to it.” I swallowed, my cheeks on fire. “I mean, you do have a pretty mouth. Maybe it would be fun to fuck your mouth and…” I licked my lips. “I could handcuff you. Put a collar around your throat. And a leash. Make sure you can’t sneak off without my permission.”

Did I really just say those words? My pussy burned. My futa-cock throbbed hard. My entire body shook with the lust that was rising in me to so thoroughly dominate my twin. She had been a brat who never did what she was supposed to. Sneaking off. Getting into danger. If she were leashed…

I could keep her safe.

“Well…?” I asked, staring at her.

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Saffron Homewood

Holy shit, did my twin sister just suggest I become her sex slave? My futa-dick throbbed in my pussy. My cunt clenched around that naughty cock. The ring gag swung between my hands as I stared at the blonde beauty before me. She was so… so…

Commanding. My twin sister, the futa-heroine, wanted to do kinky shit to me. How could I say no to that? I couldn’t. I certainly wouldn’t do this for anyone else, and I still planned on turning Surexila into my dark elf assassin-cunt-bitch-whore-slut-slave before this adventure was over. And Vixen for good measure.

I thrust out my hand to my sister, the ring gag dangling from it. She took it and stretched it out in her hands. Her blue eyes held a faint bit of shock, like she couldn’t believe we were doing this. I mean, I was having trouble believing we were doing this, too. It was so insane, and yet here we were.

I unslung my backpack and pulled out other items. Leash. Collar. Handcuffs. “If you want to keep my safe by turning me into your sister-bitch, then who am I to second guess you, Virginia. You’re firstborn. Older than me by three minutes.”

Everyone was watching us. Lada and Brígida, Aria and Kali. Willow quivered. The others were crowding around us. The light from the campfire danced across our naked flesh. My sister’s round breasts quivered as she draped all the items over her right arm save the ring gag.

“Open wide,” she said, her voice sultry.

I did, trembling. This was such a wild moment. It was surreal. I couldn’t believe it was happening, and yet I was so thrilled it was. She shoved the ring gag into my open mouth, forcing my lips to be open even wider. She buckled it behind my head, cinching it tight.

I couldn’t moan. I could only drool. I quivered in place, my small titties barely jiggling.

She grabbed the collar next. Made of some strange, fibrous material. It was like leather but wasn’t. But it was black and naughty. She slid it around my neck. It felt cool and slick around my skin. She buckled it tight, too, a bronzewood ring dangling from the front.

I bet I looked hot right now.

“You’re mine, Saffron,” said Virginia. “The twin sister that I love so much.”

Emotion ran through me from my cock-stuffed pussy to my pussy-hugged dick. My nipples throbbed and my toes curled. I wanted to tell her the same thing, but my mouth was full of the ring gag. Drool ran down my chin as I whimpered.

Her blue eyes gleamed with emotion as she took the leash and clipped it on the front. She held it in her left hand, gripping it tight as if she never wanted to let it go. I mean, I could escape it in a flash if I wanted to, but I wouldn’t let her know that.

I turned around and thrust my hands behind my back. She clapped the handcuffs on me. Well, they were manacles. Not handcuffs. The bronzewood bands clapped around my wrists and locked. A chain of the same woody material connected them. I was stuck in them. I had no choice but to kneel before her and be at her mercy.

“Kneel before me, sister,” she purred.

I turned, my black hair sweeping about my face. I bet there was a naughty gleam in my green eyes. I sank to my knees with grace, her futa-cock right before me. I couldn’t fuck my clit-dick in and out of my cunt, but I could squeeze my pussy around it. Time to work those Kegels.

I massaged the crown of my dick as my sister grabbed the sides of my head. She ran her fingers through my black hair as the tip of her cock came closer and closer to my lips. The spongy end brushed my lips. Then she rammed into me.

“Oh, Saffron,” my sister moaned as her cock sank to the hilt in my mouth.

I sealed my lips around her futa-dick as best as I could. My cunt massaged my clit-cock as I nursed on my twin. Her salty precum spilled over my taste buds. The incestuous thrill of this moment swept through me. It was an amazing delight to enjoy. I could just enjoy this all day long.

I nursed on her. I suckled on her girl-cock with all the passion I possessed. I groaned, my tongue dancing around her futa-dick. She groaned, drawing back her shaft. Drool spilled down my chin. It felt so humiliating.

I loved it.

“Oh, that’s so good,” she moaned as she fucked me. She rammed her girl-cock in and out of my mouth, driving to the back of my throat before drawing back.

My pussy clenched and relaxed about her girl-cock. I loved the sensation as she mouth-fucked me. My sister rammed that dick to the back of my throat again and again. My tongue caressed her shaft. Her round boobs heaved over me.

Pleasure shuddered through me. My girl-cock twitched in my juicy cunt. The ache built at the tip as my twin sister’s fingers tightened on my scalp. She thrust her cock forward with such force. She buried to the back of my throat and didn’t stop.

Oh, no, she plunged her girl-cock down my gullet.

“Yes!” squealed my sister as she deep-throated me.

I moaned my delight as her shaft sank further and further down my esophagus. Her blonde bush came closer and closer to my lips. The sweet scent of her blonde bush filled my nose. I savored it, loving the aroma filling my mouth. It was such an enchanting delight.

Her curls pressed into my mouth and nose. Her pussy lips kissed my mouth. I thrust my tongue out past the ring gag to lick at her cunt. I tasted her sweetness while her clit-dick throbbed down my mouth. She gasped and drew back her hips, pulling her twat and bush from me.

“Oh, that’s so nifty!” squealed my twin sister. “That tongue thing! I liked that tongue thing!”

She rammed her girl-dick down my throat again. I moaned the entire way, letting her feel the humming passion of my vocal cords as her cock slid to the hilt in me. Her bush and then her hot pussy lips kissed my mouth. I shoved my tongue out through the ring gag along the bottom of her shaft.

I licked her pussy lips. Just a bit. Enough to make her gasp, her fingers digging into my scalp.

“Wow!” she gasped as she drew back. “That’s amazing!”

I was so glad she loved it while the sweet taste of my sister’s cunt lingered on my taste buds. What a thrill to get to taste her snatch. I shuddered, nursing hard on her. I wanted to make her cum. My pussy clenched down on my futa-dick.

I massaged myself as she pumped away at my throat. Her pussy lips kissed my mouth over and over again. My tongue was waiting. I squirmed, my fingers flexing and the chain of my manacles rattling. The ache built and built at the tip of my futa-dick. I hurtled towards my own orgasm.

I would have such a big one.

A mighty burst of delight would erupt from me.

I moaned around her mouth. I suckled at her with hunger. I devoured her with all the force that I had. This was so much fun. My cheeks hollowed as she drove her futa-dick down my mouth over and over again.

Her boobs bounced above me. Joy shone in her blue eyes as she stared down at me. She rammed her futa-dick down my throat, her face contorting with delight. She must be close to cumming. To flooding my stomach with her incestuous jizz.

I was ready for it. I was eager for that moment of delight, my own ovaries at the point of bursting.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Oh, sweet sister, that’s it. That’s what I need. You’re giving it to me, you know that?”

I did. I was so honored to give that to her. I suckled on her with passion. I moaned around her futa-dick, suckling on her with passion. I nursed on her, drool spilling over my chin. It would be such a mighty burst of rapture.

She would flood me with everything that she had. Just spurt after spurt of cum that would pump down my throat. I licked her pussy lips when she thrust to the hilt down my throat, stroking her. Teasing her. My cunt massaged my thick dick.

“Saffron!” my twin sister squealed and then she erupted.

She pumped the cum straight down my gullet. Just like I was a sex slave. That was such a wonderful delight. She pumped load after load into my belly. The warmth melted down to my cunt clenching about my throbbing futa-dick.

I squealed and erupted.

Stars burst across my vision as I flooded my own twat with my jizz. My pussy writhed around my erupting girl-cock. I flooded my snatch with everything that I had. It was so amazing to spurt my girl-spunk into my snatch as my twin sister filled my belly with her wondrous jizz.

What a rapturous moment.

Dual delights rushed through me. I moaned around her girl-cock while her pussy juices spilled over my lips. My tongue licked and lapped at her twat, loving the taste of her sweet delight. This was the life right here. I was in heaven.

“I have to fuck that ass!” she moaned as my pussy milked out the last drops of my cum.

She ripped her girl-cock out of my mouth and darted around me. I bent over immediately, pressing my face into the soft grass. Everyone was watching us, stroking their cocks, turned on by our incestuous, BDSM love. I was so happy.

My sister dropped to her knees.

She wasted no time grabbing my leash. She tugged on it just enough for me to feel it as she slid her futa-dick into the crack of my ass. I trembled, feeling her sliding down to find my asshole. I shuddered at that. My entire body trembled. She would ram that big dick into me and make me howl out in rapture.

It would be amazing.

She found my asshole and thrust. My anal ring surrendered at once to her majesty. A big burst of delight shot through me. I trembled at the feel of her working that girl-cock into my asshole. It was such a wondrous moment to feel my asshole stretching around her while my cunt was already stuffed with my own futa-dick.

I groaned into the grass, drool leaking out of the corner of my gagged-open mouth.

She bottomed out in me. My holes rejoiced. Two wondrous futa-dicks. Sister cocks just like we were twin sisters. I groaned, in heaven. My sister tugged on my leash and drew back her hips. Her futa-dick withdrew out my asshole as my pussy clenched on my shaft.

She thrust back into me and gasped, the impression of her futa-dick massaging my girl-cock. This was such a delight. I was so thrilled to feel not just my cunt pleasuring the spongy crown topping my shaft. My twin gave me bliss, too.

“Your futa-cock is in your pussy!” gasped Virginia. “Ooh, I thought you were cumming when I was. You naughty, naughty sister.”

I was so naughty.

She hammered my bowels, fucking me with that big clit-dick of hers. It was fantastic to feel her ramming into me. I loved every second of it. I reveled in her burying into me again and again. I shuddered at how awesome that felt.

She fucked me hard and fast, the friction melting down to my cunt massaging my futa-dick. She gasped, her crotch spanking my rump. My fingers twitched, stuck behind my back. I rubbed my face into the grass, moaning. I breathed in the aroma of their life.

I was alive and able to experience the incredible ass-fucking from my twin sister.

“Yes, yes, yes!” squealed my sister. “Oh, my god, this is amazing, Saffron!”

It was. I clamped down on her and my dick in my pussy. My holes drank in the delight. My orgasms swelled. My ovaries brimmed with all the cum they would fire into my own snatch while my sister flooded my asshole.
She shook my leash as she pounded me. The futas around us stroked their cocks, watching on in awe. I was the only one of us that was her sex slave. Me! This was such a thrill. Such an honor to be hers. I groaned, so close.

She buried hard into my bowels, the ache growing at the tip of my cock held in my sloppy cunt. I shuddered as she drew back, massaging my bowels and the crown of my clit-dick with her thick shaft. I whimpered through my ring gag, trembling.

“Cum on my dick, Saffron!” Virginia howled and buried into my asshole. She erupted.

At the first splash of her cum into my bowels, I squealed through my ring gang and joined her. My asshole spasmed around her futa-cock while my pussy writhed around my girl-dick. I spurted cum into my sloppy twat while she pumped more and more jizz into my asshole.

I suckled at her. I worked out every drop of jizz that she had in her dick, stars bursting across my vision. I whimpered, nursing at her. I loved the feel of us both cumming in me. The incestuous ecstasy and forbidden rapture burned through me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Saffron!”

I moaned and groaned, drool leaking out onto the grass while my body burst with such delight. Her jizz and my own flooded my holes. My cunt and asshole convulsed with wild passion. So much futa-cum brimmed in me. I could die happy.

“I love you, Saffron!” she gasped and tugged on my leash. “I’m not ever letting you go!”

I smiled with such delight. I was so lucky to be owned by her.

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Virginia Homewood

Well, that just happened.

Everyone was moaning around us, cum flying through the air. I shuddered, looking at them. My harem had defeated another obstacle while I had to stay safe and sound. But that changed. We would head into the Stony Teats Mountains tomorrow. I had to bathe in the Spring of Maidenly Oozes. This next challenge would be mine to overcome.

I would gain the power to save them all and this world of futas.

To be continued…

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