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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Teen hermaphrodite/Female, Anal Sex, Fantasy, Gamelit, Magic, Violence

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Aria Dennell

It was the strange flutter in my womb that gave me a warning.

I glanced over to see both Saffron and Chipmunk staring up the sky above the mundane forest, the unicorn woods at our backs. In the sky above them fell death. Burning balls of fire that hurtled for the party.

I clasped my hands together and threw out my thoughts to the Seven Harmonious Goddesses. I drew on that life inside of me, the mix of the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Orgasms. I drew in a breath to center myself.

The fire exploded around my family.

The flames burst amid us, rolling over flesh. Futas screamed as they were flung by the power of magic that struck us. Their pain tore at my heart. The scent of burning hair and skin filled my nose. I grieved for those injured as the heat rippled around me.

The Goddesses blessed me. The fire did not touch me.

So I prayed.

“Adna, Goddess of the Egg and Mistress of Life, I beseech you to protect the lives of those I love. Jeeba, Goddess of the Seed and Mistress of Orgasms, I beg of you to protect the passions of those I love! In me, oh great and noble Goddesses, lies the mixing of your blessings. The Noble Seed of Lady Virginia has combined with the Egg quivering in my worthy womb. Use that miracle to protect those I love. Shelter their life and passions within me!”

A silver light burst from my womb.

Spreading from me swept the barrier of protection. It engulfed those writhing on the ground in pain. I kept my hands clasped, my head bowed in reverence. The words of the prayer spilled from my lips as the barrier grew and grew in size, encompassing all.

The little zygote in my womb, only days old, quivered as the spell surged through me. I could feel the mitosis taking place. The blessed division of cell life. With the Goddesses of the Egg and the Seed flowing their power through my baby, she grew.

“Blessed Goddess of the Egg and Seed, I beseech you to protect the life and passions of those I love,” tumbled from my lips over and over, the mantra that would keep us all safe.

Already, I felt my womb enlarging with my babe.

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Lada Volkov

The heat slammed into me.

I slammed on my belly and rolled. I blinked in shock. My ears rang. Something crackled and popped. I smelled that terrible reek of burning hair. I sat up and felt heat burning at my neck. I slapped at it, smacking out flames burning my blonde tresses.

“What?” I groaned, shaking my head in groggy confusion.

I turned to look at the harem. My jaw dropped in horror. Girls lay half-burned and groaning. Burning dirt rained down from where the explosions had gone off. I blinked in confusion. Brígida lay nearby, screaming in agony.

“MURDER THE BITCHES!” roared from the woods.

I turned and gasped at the treeline.

Akane and her volleyball team burst out of the woods in bloodiron armor, their swords dripping with violence. They charged across the field. My stomach lurched. Most of the harem was badly injured.

I staggered to my feet and drew my sword.

From the woods, another volley of fireballs arched into the air. I swayed at the sight. How could we survive that?

Such profound despair filled me. Just for a heartbeat.

Then a voice chanted with such blessed strength it banished my terror.

Aria Dennell knelt naked and unharmed. Her beaded braids swayed about her head as she clasped her hands before her breasts. The ebony beauty looked like a Madonna. The Blessed Virgin Mary, Dickgirl Version.

Silver light burst from her stomach. It washed out like a wave of foamy brilliance. It swept over those that were hurt. They groaned as if there was momentary relief. I stared in awe as it crashed over me. Warmth of love and heat of passion kissed my body. I shuddered, my futa-cock lurching. I staggered as it spread over us like a dome.

Akane and her girls crashed into it. They hit hard and rebounded. They landed on their backsides, shaking their heads. Above, the fireballs struck the protection. Their detonations rippled across the surface.

Hope surged in me. Aria protected us. Her faith in the Seven Harmonious Goddesses was not misplaced. She had given us a chance. Many were badly burned, but a few had escaped. Saffron and Chipmunk staggered to their feet, and so did Tamera.

I darted to her. “Heal your fellow priestesses first.”

“Right,” she said and spun around. She fell to her knees beside Jie Zhu. The Chinese girl had half her body blackened. Tamera thrust her hands out and prayed.

I stared at Aria. How long could she keep that up? Silver light burst from Tamera and healed the wounds of Jie. She groaned and rolled onto her back. A second healing spell had her sitting up, her skin reddened.

“I’m good enough, Tamera,” Jie said. “Go heal someone else. I can help, too.”

“Right,” Tamera said.

“Tamera,” I gasped, grabbing her arm. “How long can Aria keep up this spell?”

Tamera turned and stared at the high priestess. Her eyes widened. “Aria’s pregnant. That’s how she’s doing this. Lady Virginia bred her as part of the spell to free Saffron from Vixen’s clutches. Now the Goddesses of the Egg and the Seed are focusing that power through the unborn baby.”

“Is it hurting the child?” I asked, my stomach clenching. “Is she killing Queen Virginia’s baby?”

“The opposite, the spell will last for as long as Aria prays and the child remains in her womb.”

Relief flooded through me. “So we got some time. Nine months or so before that’s an issue.”

Tamera shook her head, her brown hair swaying. “No, no, the child is growing. Look, you can just start to see a baby bump forming. We have maybe an hour to get ready. Now, I have to get others healed.”

I let her go, my jaw dropping. This magic stuff made my head hurt.

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Saffron Homewood

“Jesus H. Fucking Christ,” I muttered, staring around at the pain. “What happened?”

The silver radiance whipped past me.

I turned and saw it protecting us from Akane and her bitches. My jaw dropped. They were on us? Fire exploded over our heads. I shuddered at the sight. My head went back and forth. This was insane. How had this happened?

“What do we do?” I asked. Then I spotted Kali lying with half her leg burned.

My stomach churned. I looked away, but there was nowhere to look. My heart clenched so tight. I spotted Tamera breaking from Lada and heading to Avice, falling to her knees. Silver light fell from her eyes. I let out a sigh of relief.

“It looks like Aria is keeping the others out,” a voice said behind me.

I turned to find Chipmunk holding her ring gag in her hand. She had taken it off? “I didn’t give you permission to—”

Her fist slammed into my face. I fell back onto the ground, stars bursting across my vision. My entire body felt numb. A fuzzy ripple that swept over me. Something fell on my breasts. The ring gag. I blinked, my vision doubling. Blurred.

I sat up to see Chipmunk pulling something from my gear. Metal gleam. Like bronze. Bronzewood. Why did she have that?

“Whyaatchoodyoonn,” I struggled to say. I blinked, my head swimming.

“Killing Aria so the others can slaughter you and your friends,” Chipmunk said as she marched past me. She gripped my dagger. That was what she held.

Why not her shadow dagger?

“Wait, what?” I gasped. Anger shot through me. I gained my feet. “You are my pet, Chipmunk. I broke you. I turned you into my cum-guzzling whore. You saved my life!”

“What does your kind call it…” asked Chipmunk, her midnight ass swaying. “Plan B. Vixen’s plan. A way to salvage my embarrassment. You think I broke?”

“Yes!” I screamed and charged at her. “And I’ll fucking prove it.”

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Surexila

The smack of bare feet whirled me around. I swung my knife hard and fast. I should have taken Saffron’s throat. I should have slashed to the vertebrae and been sprayed in her crimson life. Only I didn’t swing as fast as I had.

My body was stiff from being a slave.

She ducked it and slammed her shoulder into my guts. She threw me back. I landed with a grunt. She was on top of me. Her hazel eyes shone down at me. Her cock rubbed into my pussy. I smirked at her. I still had the weapon.

“You are mine!” she cried and headbutted me.

Stars burst across my vision. I grunted, the fuzziness almost devouring my senses, but I was a dark futa-elf. I had stamina. I had strength. I was an assassin, trained to wield the blade by the Black Tongue, the lover of Raatak herself. My mistress had a tongue stained with the shadowy juices of my goddess. And I had learned. I had trained.

I had mastered the arts.

I slammed my dagger for Saffron’s side. Straight for the right hepatic artery that carried blood to the liver. A thick artery. Not the thickest, but it was there on the right side, vulnerable. I thrust so fast, she could not block it.

Only she did. She thrust her arm down and stopped my blow.

I hissed in frustration. Why wasn’t I moving as fast as I should?

I should have gotten in her side. I was better than this. My ears twitched with anger. This was the bitch who made me into her pet. Who paraded me around like a little whore. Who put that damn band around my cock and wouldn’t let me cum while they fucked me over and over and over again.

Saffron abused me. Spanked me. Denied me any chance to fight back.

I slammed my knee into her side. She gasped and rolled off me. I followed her getting on top of her petite body. Her short bob of black hair swayed about her face. She stared up at me, a collar around her neck like the one about mine. Fury shot through me. I raised her bronzewood dagger up high.

And slammed it down at her chest.

She caught my wrist with her hand, arresting the blade a few inches from her throat. I shifted on her, grinding my pussy on her cock. She was hard. By the Seven Bitches, how was she hard right now? A smile crossed her lips.

“What?” I hissed at the damned woman.

“Just wondering why you’re trying to kill me,” she said in this mocking tone.

“Isn’t that obvious?” I snarled. “You bound me, spanked me, collared me, treated me like your pet. By the Seven Bitches and their Rotten Cunts, did you think I wouldn’t drive my dagger into your side and watch you bleed out?”

“No, no, I get that,” she said, her dick throbbing against my pussy. “I totally get it. I mean, you played the good pet. Saved my life from the futa-treants. Betrayal inside of betrayal. That succubus-slut’s goddess really got us good. Lulled us with one attack when she had this other one waiting for us.”

“Yes!” I hissed. “I accomplished my mission. I will endure any humiliation for it. Go to any lengths.”

Saffron nodded. “Yep. Seeing that now. But, I’m still just wondering why you’re trying to kill me!”

I hissed in frustration. “Because you’re the bitch who degraded me. Who made me crawl behind her like a bitch! You put that damned band around my cock. Raatak’s bloody knife, I have every reason in the world to cut out your heart and drink the blood that pours out!”

“And yet, you haven’t killed me,” said Saffron.

“What?” I hissed. “What am I doing right now?” I pressed down on the knife, bringing the tip closer to her throat.

“Trying.” She winked at me. “I mean, instead of gutting me or stabbing me in the heart or cutting my throat, you sucker-punched me then ran for Aria. You were going to kill her, but me… You haven’t even tried.”

I snarled and forced the knife another inch.

“You keep doing these slow stabs. You are telegraphing your attacks.” Saffron shook her head and tsked with her tongue like I was a bad puppy. “You gave me all the time to block. Where are those vicious slices of earlier? Last time, you put a dagger in my side the moment that I grew cocky. You didn’t even give me a chance to react.”

My cheeks warmed and ears twitched. “I’ve been bound. Limbs are sore.”

“You spent the entire day with your arms free,” Saffron said. “And don’t tell me your skills got rusty so fast. It’s been barely forty-eight hours since I grabbed you. No, no, you don’t have the heart to kill me.”

“Of course I do!” I snarled.

“Oh,” she asked and relaxed. “Why did you grab my knife?”

I frowned.

“I mean, you can make a shadowy knife out of nothing. Throw it three times before you have to wait for it to refresh.” Saffron shook her head. “You could have put two in my eyes and one in my throat. Then you could have thrown three more at Aria.”

My heart lurched. “I…” How could I have forgotten about the ultimate technique the Black Tongue had taught me? It hadn’t even crossed my mind. “That’s… I… I lost it when you captured me.”

“Liar.”

My cheeks burned with her smirking smile. She knew it was. Why hadn’t I summoned my blade?

Saffron relaxed her grip. The knife went lover then hit the leather of her collar. “And another thing that crossed my mind. Why are you trying to stab me through a thick belt of leather? You’d be lucky to get any penetration into my throat even if you had attacked faster.”

I stared at the knife scoring along her collar. Then she let go of my hand.

“Here, kill me,” she said, her eyes mocking. “Do it, Chipmunk.”

“Don’t call me that!” I snarled. “My name is Surexila.”

“Mmm, it’s Chipmunk. That’s why your pussy is so hot and juicy on my cock. You want to be filled by my big dick.” Saffron winked at her. “You want Mistress Saffron’s big futa-dick filling up that hot cunt. Murder is fine, but it doesn’t make you cum like my cock does.”

“Are you mad?” I hissed, staring at her in shock. “I’ll bury my dagger in your heart.”

“Oh, why haven’t you?” She flexed her cock beneath me, pressing it into the groove of my twat. My clit brushed it, sparks bursting. My dick wanted to grow. “I mean, we’re talking. You could have stabbed me about a bajillion times already. But you don’t want to kill me.”

“Of course I do!” I hissed.

She shook her head. “Nope. You found what you were. A submissive. That was no act. You discovered you liked being Chipmunk.” She held out her hand. “Now hand over the dagger, help with the wounded, and tonight, I am going to make you cum so many times. Good pets get rewarded, and your naughty pussy wants to be rewarded.”

“I…” My hand shook. I stared at the dagger. Why wasn’t it buried in her body? Why wasn’t her heart’s blood flowing out of her neck? I should be nuzzling into that warm pulse of blood. Drinking it. Bathing in it. Then I should charge at Aria and gut her. “What have you done to me?”

“Why, broken you.” Saffron cupped my face with her pale fingers. She stroked my skin. “Mmm, you’re a good pet, Chipmunk. Right?”

I swallowed. My pussy burned. I ground my cunt on her girl-cock. “I… I… I am a good pet, Mistress.”

Something in me snapped.

Those words broke this strength in me. It fled my body. I shuddered and felt… free. I didn’t have to make decisions. I didn’t have to worry about failing the Demon Lord. I didn’t belong to her. Didn’t belong to the Black Tongue or the Goddess of the Knife. My heart wasn’t in assassination any longer. I had found something else.

Pleasure. Passion. Submission. The ultimate form. Not just killing for someone, but surrendering my very essence to them. I would do anything for Mistress Saffron. Her fingers stroked my cheeks as the tears poured out of them.

“I am your pet, Mistress Saffron,” I whimpered. “Chipmunk. I’m Chipmunk.”

“Wonderful,” she said and pulled my face down. I pressed my small tits into hers. Our nipples kissed then our lips. They were so sweet. My tears ran down and flavored our passion with salt. I shuddered on her, my pussy on fire. I gripped the dagger then released it.

Our tongues danced together. It was wonderful. Passionate. She owned me. I was hers. I would be her Chipmunk forever and ever. This wonderful heat shot through me. This powerful ache beat in my heart. I had never felt like this. I felt… loved. Cared for.

I didn’t have to fear Mistress Saffron even when she spanked me. She wouldn’t hurt me. Just… discipline me when I was a bad pet. A shiver ran through me.

She broke the kiss. “Okay, now we have to help the others. No time for sex. Okay, Chipmunk.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I moaned and rose. I tossed the dagger down beside her. I held out my hand and my shadowy dagger appeared. “Tell me where to throw this, Mistress.”

“When the time is right,” she said and grabbed her dagger. She stood up and looked around. Priestesses were moving about, healing. Over half the harem was standing. Lada barked orders. Kali shuddered as she was healed. Brígida motioned her mages over to her as they were cured.

Outside, Akane and her warriors paced like a pack of rabid lionesses. In the trees lurked the mage cadre of Ella. The teachers of her school. Vixen was out there, too. I drew in deep breaths then looked to where I could help.

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Vixen

“That cunt!” I snarled. “I hope Raatak guts her with her own dagger!”

“Who?” asked Mrs. Webb. She quivered in her demonsilk robe.

“Surexila!” I should have seen it coming. Another betrayal. Oh, Ammuch would not be happy about this one. She sowed treason with her kisses. She did not appreciate being betrayed. The Three Goddesses and the Demon Lord would be wroth with Surexila. I could see her helping. “The bitch broke. That weak-willed slut!”

“But what do we do about the barrier?” Mrs. Webb whimpered.

“It won’t last forever.” I pointed. “Look, see Aria. Her belly grows rounder and rounder. She will give birth in the next half hour. Then we can kill them. Get ready. Virginia and her dryad-whore can return at any moment. She will be vulnerable. Outside the barrier. We have to be ready to take her.”

“Yes, you’re right! We have to destroy Virginia before she can wipe us out. She’s evil.” The woman trembled, her entire body shaking. “She’ll kill us all. She’ll kill Ella if we don’t stop her. I saw it in a dream. Ella with her starmetal sword shining so bright. Virginia cuts her down. The Dark One murders her with a golden blade made of her foul cum!”

I smiled. “That’s why we have to kill her now.”

“Yes!” the insane witch moaned. “Kill her!”

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Virginia Homewood

Willow and I ran at full force through the woods. I chased after my futa-dryad. She guided us there. She could hear the trees. They spoke to her, let her know the right way to go. The woods shivered with fear. Something terrible had happened.

Saffron’s face flashed through my mind’s eyes, then Lada, Aria, and Brígida. Kali’s face, then a parade of others. My concubines were all here, serving me. The brave and naughty futa-cheerleaders, the wise and kinky futa-mages, and the noble and sultry futa-priestesses. I wanted them all to be safe.

Fear whipped at me. Like a slave-driver, it lashed my ass. I felt terror licking at my back with strokes of dread. My stomach churned as I raced through the beauty of this place. No time to appreciate it. Not when the women I love are in danger.

“Wait!” gasped Willow, stopping. “We’re at the edge of the tree.”

“And?” I asked.

“The trees say there’s danger.”

“The trees do?” I asked, my heart racing. “What sort. For my harem.”

Willow shook her head. “The trees say the love of motherhood protects them. That your child with the holy priestess will keep them safe. For now.”

“My child with… Aria?” I frowned. I vaguely remembered Aria saying something about breeding or something when I was trying to save Saffron from Vixen’s bamboozling. “I’m having a baby with Aria? That’s…” I felt dizzy for a moment.

“Here,” said Willow. She waved me towards a large oak tree with golden acorns. She stroked the side of the tree. A hole appeared. It dripped with a thick, golden sap. I frowned at the hole. It wasn’t circular. It looked sort of like a sideways eye or…

A spread-open pussy?

“Fuck the oak. She will help you.” Willow smiled. “She says your cum is blessed. That it will energize her. She will fight for you, she just needs a touch of your power, Futa-Heroine.”

I hesitated. My cum was different. It was silvery and had glitter to it. “And my harem is okay?”

“For now,” she said, “but the spell won’t last forever, and they are surrounded. You can help them by empowering her.”

“And I do that by fucking her pussy,” I said, feeling almost hysterical. “The oak tree has a pussy?”

“That’s how dryads reproduce,” Willow purred. “My mother had sex with a beautiful willow tree. I bred a cute pine while waiting for you and the unicorns.”

I blinked. “I didn’t know you were getting lucky.” Her words sank in. “Uh, am I going to knock up the tree?”

“I don’t think so. You’re not a dryad.” She shrugged. “But you will empower the Golden Oak to fight for you. She’s quite eager. She says, ‘My pussy quivers in anticipation of your mighty futa-cock, noble Heroine.’”

“Really?” I said, staring at the tree.

“Basically. It’s more impressions, but I understand them like speech. Now, come on.” She smiled, fingering the tree-pussy.

God, I was going to fuck a tree-pussy. This was more than a little surreal.

I moved up to the oak. Willow stepped out of the way. The hole was at the perfect level for me to hug the tree and ram my cock into her. She had a smooth bark, hard and a little rough, but not uncomfortable to fuck.

I slammed my dick into her pussy. I groaned as I sank into her. This heady rush swept through me. My face twisted with delight while my cock throbbed in her snatch. My twat clenched as I sank into the warm and soft depths. Her sap coated me.

“Right, that’s the only reason you want to fuck my asshole,” I groaned.

“O-of course,” she stammered, pressing her boobs into my back.

I shuddered as her futa-dick drilled into my asshole while my dick throbbed in the oak’s pussy. I whimpered, my nipples throbbing against the bark. My anal ring widened and widened around her thick cock. Her dick popped into my bowels.

I groaned as she drilled into me. It was incredible to have her do that. She sank into my bowels, filling me up. My pussy drank in the dual delights. I quivered, loving this passion. She drew back. I followed. My cock slid out of the tree’s sappy cunt while my asshole savored the glide of Willow’s futa-dick. The two sensations swirled through me.

Willow drove her cock back into my bowels, slamming my girl-dick to the hilt in the tree’s tight cunt. The oak shuddered. The branches rustled. I think she liked it.

“Oh, god, this is good,” I moaned as Willow pumped away at me.

“Mmm,” the dryad cooed. “The oak loves your dick, Lady Virginia.”

“I love her pussy,” I moaned, my bowels clenching about Willow’s futa-dick. “And your shaft. Mmm, pound me.”

“Yes, Lady Virginia!” Willow thrust hard and fast into my bowels. “I love fucking you. I love you so much!”

“I love you, too,” I moaned, my cunt drinking in the dual frictions.

I pumped away at the tree. I fucked her with passion, matching Willow’s wild pace. The futa-dryad pounded my bowels. She fucked me over and over again, driving me towards that hard orgasm. I would just burst with bliss. She thrust into me again and again.

The dual delights swirled through my cunt. The sappy heaven of the oak’s tight cunt mixed with the thick delight of Willow’s girl-cock. She pumped away at me hard and fast, stretching out my bowels. I clenched down on her, increasing the friction.

Increasing the delight melting to my cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, pummeling the tree. “You have an amazing cunt, Golden Oak!”

“She is crying out her pleasure,” groaned Willow. “She’s going to cum hard on your cock. Just ripple and writhe around your futa-dick, Lady Virginia.”

“Hot!” I moaned. The ache formed in my ovaries. “I’m going to flood your tree-cunt with so much jizz! Just pump you full of my seed.”

The tree quivered. Branches swayed. A moan rose from her depths. She loved my cock.

This was so hot to fuck the tree. My nipples throbbed as they rubbed against her bark. My bowels squeezed about Willow’s girl-dick. The futa-dryad thrust faster and faster. Her crotch smacked into my rump. My butt-cheeks jiggled.

The heat rose in me. I swelled towards that burst of pleasure. I whimpered, my face twisting with delight. The pressure built at the tip of my dick plummeting into the oak’s cunt. Her pussy clenched about me. The sticky sap created a wild suction.

“Oh, my god,” I moaned, Willow burying into my bowels, driving me to the hilt in the tree. “Yes!”
That was it. What I needed to send me over the edge.

My asshole convulsed as my dick unloaded. I spurted my seed into the tree. She shuddered. Her cunt writhed around me, spasming like my pussy did. I groaned, Willow hammering my rippling bowels, fucking me hard.

The dual delights shot through me. My cock unloaded over and over again, the tree nursing on my dick. My pussy gushed rapture through my body. My mind drank in both ecstasies. I shuddered between the tree and Willow.

“Oh, that’s so good, Lady Virginia!” moaned Willow. She buried her cock to the hilt in my bowels. “I love you!”

Dryad-cum pumped into my bowels. I loved it. My cunt spasmed hard. I fired more jizz into the tree’s pussy. The oak swayed more and more. Her branches bent and contorted. The oak tree groaned as she milked my cock dry.

I hugged her tight, my body trembling through my orgasm. My bowels suckled at Willow’s cock as I hit that wild peak. This amazing bliss burned so hot through me. I groaned, spurting a last time into the tree’s pussy.

“YEEEES!” Willow howled. “You’ve done it. You’ve empowered the tree!”

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Akane Tamura

I slid the tip of my dagger into my pussy lips. I shuddered, inching it in deeper and deeper. One wrong move, and I would cut myself bloody. Part of me thought that would be wondrous. My toes quivered as I waited for that damned barrier to come down.

“Akane,” Fatou called. The Arabic girl held her sword in her hand and pointed. “Someone is emerging from the woods. It’s her. The Dark One!”

I slid the dagger so slowly out of my cunt. I held it up, gleaming with my pussy juices and not a drop of red on the bloodiron. I had to change that. My dagger and sword had to be bathed in crimson. I smiled.

“Attack!”

I burst into a run, racing around the silver dome for the direction Fatou stood. I rounded the dome and spotted Virginia staring at the circle, looking perplexed. She turned and smiled at the sight of us. She put her hands on her hips as if daring us to attack her.

“CUT THAT WHORE DOWN!” I screamed and ran at her.

The tree behind her jumped into the air. I stumbled to a halt and gasped as an oak tree with golden acorns slammed down between Virginia and me. It was impossible. How could that have happened? Its roots dug into the ground here. Its branches creaked.

A massive limb covered in leaves swung down and struck me. I flew into the side of the barrier and bounced off. I hit the ground, armor dented. I moaned, my body aching. I lay there, stunned. But I had to get up. I had to fight.

Spikes plunged into my flesh.

A thousand needles jabbed from my bloodiron and into my body. I screamed as the metal pulsed around me. It glowed with my light. I spasmed on the ground, my legs kicking. Rage pounded through my veins.

I didn’t need blood.

I needed anger. Wrath. Pure hatred. I screamed out as I spasmed, the armor spreading over me. It engulfed me. Covered me from head to foot in blood-soaked iron. I snarled and spasmed as the black venom surged through my veins.

Thick, corroded, and pulsing with putrid fury.

I! WOULD! KILL! THEM! ALL!

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Lada Volkov

“God, Aria looks ready to pop,” I said, staring at my friend. Her ebony belly curved with her baby. Her breasts had swollen up two cup sizes. Milk beaded on her dark nipples, her areolas twice as big as before. “How much longer can—”

“It’s Virginia!” gasped Kali. “And she has an… an oak tree fighting for her!”

“Aria!” I shouted, whirling around to the pregnant priestess. “This is it! Drop your barrier!”

The prayers stopped. The silver dropped.

The volleyball team surged at the tree. They cut branches off with their swords. Leaves flew through the air. Branches swept down and smacked them to the side. Guiyang screamed as she flew back twenty feet and crashed on her back. Bryanna dove beneath a branch and reached the tree. She cut into it, sap spurting. A branch smacked her to the right. She tumbled, her bloodiron skirt flashing.

Akane lay spasming on the ground. Her skin blackened. Then armor surged over her. She screamed out as the bloodiron she wore engulfed her in a tomb of metal. A metallic voice boomed from her helmet, distorted. She kipped up to her feet like a ninja.

“LADA!” she screamed, leveling her sword at me.

I raised my bronzewood blade. “Ocean, lead the girls in. Take down the others. Akane’s mine.”

The metal-clad Akane jumped thirty feet into the air like she was in some fucking anime. She spun, this sunlight gleaming off her red-gray body. Crimson mist drifted behind her. A hollow boom roared from her mask. Maddened eyes peered out of the holes, her face a mask of metallic hatred.

She slammed to the ground before me, feet burying several inches into the soil. Her blade slammed down at me. She hit so hard, I flew back. I stumbled and rolled. I flipped up onto my feet, shocked by the strength of it. She had thrown me back twenty feet.

She burst into a blur. Her sword struck my breastplate before I was ready. Bronzewood crumbled. Pain burst in my side. She flung me back. The world spun around me. My blonde hair flew. I struck the ground on the edge of the unicorn forest.

“Fuck me,” I groaned, my said hurting.

“LAAAAADAAAAAAA!”

A ball of bleeding metal spun through the air and hurtled down at me like a meteor plummeting to the earth. Fear spun through me. But I was Virginia’s captain. I led her guard. I would not falter. I kipped up to my feet, my skirt of pleated bronzewood swaying about my thighs.

I swung my sword and met the attack. Bronzewood struck bloodiron. Energy exploded before us.

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Brígida Vasquez

“Here we go!” I shouted as my futa-mages (and one futa-witch) formed up around me. “They are going to be hitting us with spells. I want them countered. Protect the priestesses.”

Balls of fire flew out of the forest. From the sky above, lightning bolts plunged out of clear skies. A tidal wave swept at us, the water rising higher and higher to sweep us away. A ray of light streaked at us and a ball of lightning hissed through the air. A spike of earth burst up before me, stabbing for my guts.

“Bhoomi Dilaane!” I cried and the Earth Spike spell fell apart.

“Roshanee Dilaane!” chanted Addy Hull, my one futa-witch. The ray of light winked out.

“Aag Rihaee!” Mio, Felipa, and Velvet all intoned together. The three fireballs hurtling down at us snuffed out.

“Gaaj Rihaee!” Iseul and Frederica cried, ending the lightning crackling down for us.

Opal pointed at the ball lightning. “Gaaj Dilaane!”

Joann and Sylvia sent their magic towards the tidal wave. “Paanee Dilaane!”

The magic ended. But more came out at us. Rock Spike, Ball Lightning, Wave of Shadows, Lightning Bolt, Fireball, Tidal Wave, Air Blade, Wave of Shadows, Ray of Light, Rainbow Dazzle, and Rumble Earth. Words spilled out from my mouth.

“Andhera Dilaane!” I cried and disrupted a Wave of Shadows that flew at us.

“Vaayu Dilaane!” Joann shouted, ending a blade of sharp, compressed air cutting in for her.

Fireballs winked out. Another Tidal Wave crashed into impotent froth. Rainbow Dazzle struck Addy. She screamed and stumbled back, reeling from it. But then Tamera was there, praying for her while lightning bolts streaked out of the sky.

“Gaaj Rihaee!” I screamed with Sylvia and Mio.

One crashed down and struck Iseul. She fell smoking. The others dissolved.

The spells came fast.

The ground shook beneath our feet. “Bhoomi Rihaee!”

The shaking stopped, but now a torrent of fireballs shot from the woods. The counterspells were shouted while the priestesses healed the wounded. Sweat poured down my face as we faced the teachers hiding in the woods unleashing death.

Ray of Light stuck me in the chest. I screamed and fell. My body spasmed. Darkness waved across my vision. Pain seared through me. My heart labored. I tried to speak, but the words would not come. I felt at my chest.

Found a hole burned through my ribs from the spell.

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Aria Dennell

I waddled to Brígida and fell to my knees. It was awkward. I found myself nine months pregnant in an hour. My milk-heavy tits swayed as I stared at the hole burned through her. I had to act fast. I held my hands over her chest, ignoring how the ground shook.

Lightning sizzled. Fire burned in the sky. The clash of blades echoed. I was so scared for my family, but there was no time. I had to heal Brígida. The mages were keeping us alive, but the spells were getting through.

“Natsi, Goddess of the Breasts, Mistress of Healing, I beseech thee!” I chanted, my eyes closed. I felt my nipples throb. Milk squirted from my nubs. “From the breast comes the milk of life, the first meal of a baby. Whole and unblemished, let Brígida’s flesh remember that state and be mended!”

The power was so much stronger. I lactated now. I was closer to Natsi than ever. I shuddered as that one spell mended Brígida’s flesh. She gasped. I opened my eyes to see her staring at me, a smile spreading on her lips, dimpling her golden-brown cheeks.

Then she gasped, “Gaaj Rihaee!”

Above us, white light flickered out. I gasped, my hairs standing up. I nodded to her and looked around. A wave of shadows struck Mio. She fell to the ground, the darkness washing over her. Avice darted to her, already casting the spell from Ivara, Goddess of the Sun, to fix her.

To my left, I watched the fight with the volleyball team. The tree swung branches. Kali fired her arrows. The other girls were fighting while Pita, Larissa, and Jie were on hand to heal the injured girls. Energy boomed from the forest. A shock wave rippled across the ground.

My heart caught at the horrid sight. Evil in blood-drenched armor fought Lada.

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Saffron Homewood

Chipmunk and I moved slowly through the brush, flanking around the teachers that were unleashing their spells on the party. My pet futa-assassin and I were on a mission to end this. Vixen was out here, somewhere. I had to pay that cunt back.

The chanting from the teachers grew louder and louder.

“Gaa Enaalid!”

“Jaag Eeahir!”

“Uyaev Enaalid!”

“Imoohb Eeahir!”

“Eenahsor Enaalid!”

“Jaag Enaalid!”

Spells fired from where they were at, hurtling at my family. My stomach clenched. This was getting insane. It had to be stopped. My eyes spotted Mrs. Webb standing on a stump with the rest of the teachers, and the school nurse, before her. They were all chanting. The same women I saw naked performing that right that brought us all to this world.

It felt like a lifetime ago.

Vixen would be somewhere. She would be in the trees. Hidden by shadows. Chipmunk and I had to be on our toes. We were the best. No one could out sneak us. We would get the drop on that Vixen bitch and take the cunt out.

Chipmunk led the way. She would have a better idea where to find that cunt. She reached a tree and pointed up to it. We were slinking through the shadows, unseen. I nodded to her and thrust my bronzewood dagger in my mouth.

I clenched it between my teeth, my pussy clamping down on my futa-cock safely tucked away. Chipmunk went first. I wished she had that fuzzy butt plug shoved in her ass right now, but that wouldn’t be useful for sneaking.

I followed after the midnight-skinned futa-slave. My fingers gripped the branches of the pine tree. My bare feet grabbed the limbs. It was an easy climb. We went higher and higher until we were up in the boughs, hardly shaking the branches.

She nodded.

There she was. Vixen.

She had blood-red hair with black horns thrusting out of the curls. Her demonic wings fluttered behind her and her tail swished. She was out in the open. How bold of her. Did she think I wouldn’t come for her?

Well, she was mistaken.

“On three,” I whispered as I stared at the busty cunt who had put the magic whammy on me. “One, two, three.”

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Kalirisia

The futa-cheerleaders crashed into their enemy. Bronzewood swords met bloodiron blades. The injured tree rustled, swinging limbs that struck at a volleyball player trying to flank around. Lady Virginia lay safely behind it.

My heart clenched at the sight of her. Where was Willow? I hoped she was okay. The futa-dryad was so gentle. I left them to their attacks. I had to take care of those spell-casters. The clang of metal rang out as I fell to my belly and crawled across the grass.

The spells were flying furiously from the trees. They frightened me in their intensity. I had to be careful. Move with stealth to avoid them detecting me. I could not fail in my mission. It was too important. I had to be successful.

I came closer and closer to the treeline. I sucked in deep breaths, my eyes scanning. I could glimpse the witches. They were in demonsilk robes. I winced at that. Those poor women. They would be tormented by fears, driven mad by the very garment they wore.

I slid across the grass. The blades tickled me. Spells fizzled out to my right. A tidal wave fell into a splash, the water washing over me like the surf on a beach. I kept moving, thrusting my bow out before me.

I reached the woods and rose behind a tree. My heart hammered in my chest. I closed my eyes, thinking about Lady Virginia. She needed me to do this. I had to make sure that I killed those futa-witches attacking us.

I stepped out around the tree, aimed my bow, and fired. My arrow fired true. It streaked at the nearest one as she fired a ray of light at my lovers. My arrow flew true. The air warped around it. A blackness twisted it up and over her head.

A dark blessing of Ammuch.

The witch’s head snapped to me. “ELF!”

She pointed at me and screamed, “Jaag Ahkohd!”

As I dove behind the tree, my entire body stiffened. I landed on my belly, my entire body gripped in their magic. I couldn’t move a muscle. Fear rippled through me. They would hurt me. This was so bad. What could I do?

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Lada Volkov

It took all the blessing of strength and speed that Queen Virginia had gifted me when her futa-dick had chosen me to be her captain. Akane’s sword slashed at me with inhuman strength. Schwarzenegger in his prime, when he played Conan the Barbarian, could not have hit me with such force.

My sword flicked right, left. I fell back with every steely ring of our blades. Blood burst from her armor with the impact. She snarled behind her helmet, her body entirely encased in this horrid metal. It must have driven her mad.

She was insane.

“GUT YOU!” she screamed. “RIP YOU APART!”

She slammed her sword at me, holding it in both hands. I jumped back and lunged to stab her with my blade. Her sword hit the ground in a mighty burst of energy. The earth exploded. Clods of dirt and torn roots struck me in the face as the energy flung me back. My legs burst in pain. I hit hard, air bursting from my lungs.

I rolled to a stop, coughing. Gasping for breath. I pushed myself up on my hands. I spat out dirt. Heavy footsteps thudded. She had launched me far and rushed to attack me. I gritted my teeth and forced myself to stand.

I stiffed a scream. My legs throbbed like I had rolled through razor wire. I glanced down to see blood streaming down my calves and thighs. The explosion had embedded chunks of rocks in them. I swayed from the sight.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!

I looked up to see Akane hurtling at me, bloody death streaking at me with her sword thrust out. A streak of crimson mist billowed behind her. I dove to the side. She hurtled past me. I came up screaming as the pain tore at my legs.

“FUCK!” burst from my lips.

I would stand. I would fight. I would not fail my queen.

With love in my heart, I charged at the bitch as she skidded to a halt. She furrowed the ground as she turned. She stared at me through the mask of rusting iron. She laughed and rushed at me. Our swords swung.

The clang shook the ground.

The blow threw me to my back. My sword went flying and struck a tree in the unicorn woods. It embedded in the golden oak. It quivered there. Akane raised her sword high, the blade catching a gleam of setting sunlight.

She slashed it at me.

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Virginia Homewood

The oak tree groaned with pain, but was no longer being attacked. My futa-cheerleaders were fighting. They had paired off, trading blows with the volleyball team. It was madness. Spells sizzled through the air. I had to do something.

But all I had was this magic cum. I looked around. There had to be some good it could do. How? What? Where?

I grabbed my cock and stroked it. I felt power pulsing up it. The power yanked at me. I had to follow it. I moved with my eyes closed, drawn on by this mysterious blessing that I had been given. This wonderful reward from the futa-unicorns.

They were steps on the path that would lead to the victory of my harem. I could not flinch from it. I had to follow this to its end. I stroked my dick with slow glides of my hand, the battle fading away. In its place…

Cries of pain.

Of suffering and fear.

Terror resounded.

I was needed. I had work to do.

I burst into a run, following the power in my cock, putting my faith into my futa-dick as it led me along. A clam fell on me as my blonde hair whipped behind me. I just had to have faith in myself. In my own power.

I was the futa-heroine, and I would protect my harem from everything.

I opened my eyes and saw Kali fall to the ground, her body wreathed in black, ethereal chains. A futa-witch faced her. Mrs. Bean. Darkness pumped through her veins. It bled into her from that awful suit about her.

I knew what I had to do.

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