Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

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The goblin's actions against her vulnerable ass prompted more inviting wiggling of her hips and an appreciative moan around the prehensile cock in her mouth, as both the smack against and assuaging of her backside only sparked pleasure and more pleasure in Tamonten's warped body. The appreciative nature of her noises would turn to disappointment as he was pulled away before he could put his hands to better use in relieving her pent-up lust. And that sense of disappointment would strengthen as she had to pull herself away from the delicious taste of the cock in her mouth in order to get out of the way of the ogre's initial push into the stalls, but despite her body's wishes she would stop sucking on the exotic appendage and follow through as originally intended.

Kringlicsly's response to her question caused her to giggle. The poor foxgirl had walked directly into her trap yet again. Rather than immediately verbally pouncing on her lover, however, Tamonten chose to toy with her and see if she could put Krig more off balance before replying. The pale woman would lean into the source of manly musk now pervading the room, leaving her nose just a few inches from the dollop of precum which awaited her on the tip of the ogre's massive length. She would inhale deeply and allow the powerful scent to invade her senses. The primal nature of the smell was enough to make her legs tremble as her head buzzed with thoughts of being on the receiving end of the most animalistic breeding she'd ever experienced. Then she took it a step further, licking away and swallowing the dollop in a single motion, and the heat of the ogre's early gift spreading through her belly soon had her subconsciously grinding herself against a phantom cock.

And then she would continue her handiwork on both partners, coaxing more precum out of the ogre and being sure to thoroughly smear it along the shaft for future lubrication while she was at it. Her choice to mount the frightening tool was already made for so many different reasons. For one, still thankfully unbeknownst to her lover, the pale woman had taken something far more terrifying than the ogre's dick during her captivity. While she didn't care to think much about that time, not the least of her reasons being that Krig might pick up on it and look into the vulnerable memory, giving the other woman a visual demonstration of how wrong she was would be pleasing.

For two, from the way it sounded to Tamonten, it seemed that Krig believed that she'd wielded conjured and shifted rods which had pushed the pale swordswoman to her absolute limits. The lustful warrior couldn't let that stand. Not when she'd just discovered Krig's competitive drive during the foxgirl's duel under the table with Drawneli. Not when she could give Kringlicsly a graphic display of just how far she was from taking her pale, masochistic frame to its true limit, and hopefully spark in her lover the burning need to do just that.

Tamonten would look to her lover with a perverted little smile as she finally responded to the other woman's incredulity. "I actually thought you might muster another protest against all of this. At the very least, I was certain that you'd argue that I ought to use your cock. It looks ready to explode." The swordswoman was actually, truly surprised. If she'd been in Kringlicsly's place, the swordswoman was sure she'd have snapped and tried to break her bonds by then. And if she'd succeeded then she'd have pushed her lover against the stall door and rutted her until the hinges broke. Even with the link into Krig's mind, Tamonten was having some difficulty understanding the type of pleasure her love was taking from their play. "But I'm glad you're enjoying it so much," she earnestly admitted, without concern for if it made her sound properly dommy or not. "Fulfilling the fantasies swimming around in your head is quite satisfying."

"Well~ Since you neglected to make a decision or protest, I guess it's my choice, huh? And I choose... this one," she planted a kiss against the ogre's cock. She stood up in a single smooth motion, eyes still on Krig as she continued to fondle both of her patrons. "And if you're right, then I won't make you clean up the mess afterward."

Her pale hand remained on the tentacle-like cock as she turned and bent to present her backside to the ogre, she couldn't let her first customer get too bored as she impaled herself on their competition, after all. Meanwhile, with her blackened hand, Tamonten established as much of a grip as she could on the ogre's girthy rod and guided the tip to press between her labia so that she could begin the task of pushing back and impaling herself onto it. True to Krig's expectations, sinking the monstrous tool into her own depths was a struggle as she had to wait several heartbeats after each centimeter for her supernaturally pliant folds to accommodate the girth of the invader. Thankfully, it was well lubricated and between that and its more human overall shape it was much easier than the gruff's flared tip had been even without the support of gravity.

Tamonten made progress with every small push, groaning in pleasure as the size of her partner's dick ensured that every nerve along her inner walls received some stimulation as it pushed in. Despite the way each extra inch stretched out her inner walls, however, there was never an ounce of pain. After a few long seconds of pushing, the tip had been swallowed by her netherlips and her need to be filled was being quenched in the most spectacular manner she could've ever imagined.

The tip would turn out to have been the most difficult part and once it was in she had a much easier time as she continued to impale herself further on demonic warbeast's shaft, especially since she could finally place her blackened hand on the divider for support. The swordswoman would easily subvert Krig's expectations by taking a quarter of the ogre's length and more without much added difficulty, all the while realizing how much better it was than the gruff's even without gravity or alignment on her side. The feeling of that giant cock sawing into her neglected, natural sex had her panting and mewling in pleasure. The insertion was so massive that the outline of it was visible in the way her stomach bulged, and when she tensed practically any of the muscles in her lower body, it tightened her even further around her latest partner's massive erection and served to grind her own sensitive places against the beastly invader. Krig probably wouldn't need to ask the question of whether the pale warrior was enjoying it or not unless she was blind or avoiding looking.

But the fact that her lover was watching was part of what made the act so pleasurable to Tamonten. Primal lust ran rampant in the swordswoman's brain at the thought of her beloved, the woman she'd fallen in love with practically at first sight, watching her become an ogre's cocksheath. The idea that the spirit wielder would watch her bounce against such a massive dick not only with some debauched sense of approval but even with a cock stiff and throbbing with need due to her actions had the pale woman's legs quivering with the mental pleasure of it. It was so nice, so arousing, so... humiliating! And all at once! The most important woman in the world to her was going to watch her come all over some ogre's beastly dick like some demonic slut in heat. It was like a mixture of nitroglycerin and gunpowder in her stomach just waiting for a spark.

That spark came in the form of the ogre's tip pressing against her cervix. She'd taken nearly three-quarters of her partner when it had happened, and the pale woman was set off immediately. "Oh, gods! Krig!" Her eyes clenched shut and she let out a low, prolonged moan as her body spasmed around the titanic invader and she weakly bucked into it to prolong her pleasure. The pressure of the ogre's shaft on her g-spot had girlcum squirting from her stretched pussy, the first spurt erupting with such force that it hit the stall divider. In the spur of the moment and out of some insane desire not to be heard, she would plug her mouth with the tentacle-like cock as her body rode out its long awaited peak. That would be about where rational thought ended, however, as she writhed and bucked and bobbed in front of her lover in the throes of an orgasm that lasted for several minutes which left her seeing stars as it started to subside.

She remained still for just a few moments following her fading climax, feet in a puddle of her own juices, as her afterglow arrived. But it was only a few moments before she began to move again. Even with the fog of satisfaction weighing on her, she would do her best to continue servicing both of her customers. She pressed herself even further onto the ogre's shaft until only a few inches of unserviced length remained, then finally placed her second hand on the divider in front of her for support so she could begin to slowly rock between the massive length and the one in her mouth in a lewd spitroast, removing herself several inches from the ogre's cock in order to take the one in front of her all the way down her throat only to reverse the process and then repeat it all over again.

Part of her haste in returning to the service of her two patrons was to repay them for such a pleasant experience, but she also quickly worked back into a decent pace out of a desire to avoid the warring thought processes in her head. On the one hand, Tamonten was enjoying herself. Of course she'd liked what had transpired, she'd just enjoyed the most powerful orgasm she'd experienced since Kringlicsly had dominated Sensensiel and her in the baths. On the other hand... the swordswoman was mortified. She could barely bring herself to glance at her lover between the motions of her body and was terrified of what Drawneli's mental feed might bring. What if the foxgirl hated her now? What if Krig had looked into her head during it all and decided she was too damaged to love? What if she'd hurt her lover? That was the scariest prospect of all three. For the time being, focusing on her efforts was much better than thinking about any of that.

 

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Re: Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 86, PP = 58, EP = 60, Status = Weakened for 4 more days, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Pregnant

Tamonten's inviting wiggling in turn prompted a firmer grope from the goblin, at least before he could be pulled away by his companions to make way for the incoming ogre cock. The timely intervention spared her further molestation from the goblin, and if the increasingly adventurous exploration of his palm against her exposed soft flesh ensured that she wouldn't have him and his friends coming through the divider and taking a much more intimate sampling of her.

Moments later, Krig would watch helplessly as Tamonten leaned towards the immense chunk of ogre flesh and the musky ball of cum that lay at its tip. The scent, inhaled at such close range, was overpowering. She could practically taste its power, its potency, and the heady aroma spoke to some animal part of her brain that had nothing to do with thinking and everything to do with fucking. That animal part only pulsed higher as she opted to truly taste the thing, the pure raw taste of it leaving her nerves flaring harder than ever, the warmth sliding down her throat and into her belly flooding her with raw arousal. Where before she could smell it, now she could taste the ogre's potency, and knew that were it not for her lover's seed already taken root inside of her it would have been a near certainty from that plus the volume that it could obviously produce that she would be walking away - or perhaps more accurately be carried away - with the demonic beast's spawn growing in her womb.

"Is it... Good?" Krig would ask suddenly, obviously before her mind caught up with her actions given the way her face turned purple a second after she said it. Whatever her reaction to Krig's indiscretion, however, Tamonten's ensuing strokes quickly produced more pre for her to smear across the surface of the ogre's rod, and the demon's oddly shaped tip soon erupted in dew, a small droplet oozing from every one of the tiny bumps. Both of her palms were soon sticky, one with sweet cum and one with more traditional thick and salty, but with two cocks twitching and excited the delectable mess would undoubtedly prove more enticing than annoying.

Her verbal admonition of Krig after the kitsune's incredulous statement made her turn bright purple again, and when she delivered her kiss against the tip of the ogre's massive rod the kitsune gaped at her. "You... You're... You're really gonna... Uh?" she asked, unable to properly form the words without stumbling, but as Tamonten moved to stand her intentions couldn't have been more clear. The demon behind the wall giggled softly as they no doubt realized what was happening, and a muted chorus of chuckles erupted from the goblins who were no doubt still observing the situation. The ogre continued to peer down at her as she shifted positions, its dim expression unreadable, but when she finally pressed her outer lips against it she felt the beast shift forward as if trying to press into her, causing its fat tip to actually push forward a bit at first.

Fortunately, the pale warrior was nothing if not insistent, and after stabilizing herself and the rod she intended to impale herself on she began the process of actually getting it inside of her. With the tentacle cock twitching and squirming for more pleasure than her hand could provide, but still patient. Ultimately, her efforts proved successful, and when the pressure finally broke the teasing tingle of pleasure caused by the pressure against her folds became an elongated explosion of it as it began to push into her. The ogre grumbled, eyes going half closed as her pussy began swallowing the bell tip of his manhood, and she felt the heat of another droplet of precum against her inner walls alongside the gratification of being penetrated, of being so utterly filled. She took the bulbous tip a portion at a time, and the ogre rocked forward as she neared completion at that task, its massive frame banging against the dividing wall as it pushed in to finish the head and claim a few inches of her moist passage for itself.

The pure fullness was utterly glorious, scratching every itch, fulfilling every need, hitting every last nerve hard. Her supernaturally stretchy frame proved more than able to handle the ogre's massive tool, even with its outline visible through her skin as it tested her limits there was no pain, no discomfort of any significance. There was only pleasure, raw and animalistic and hitting the very same need that the taste of its pre had ignited. Krig could only watch in mixed horror, fascination, and awe as Tamonten began to push back, taking the rest of it while mewling in naked ecstasy, at least as much as she could manage before it was finally pressed up against her cervix.

And that was where the swordswoman finally found a small measure of release, the light tap of the massive tool's crown against her innermost gateway igniting a powerful orgasm that left the pale warrior screaming her lover's name even as she came violently all over another being's cock. Her love juices splattered across the dividing wall as her inner walls clamped around the beastly demon's iron-hard flesh, inspiring another grunt that sent vibrating waves rushing through its massive frame that ultimately rolled into her through its immense shaft, matching the frequency of her own spasms and enhancing them. Her howl echoed through the chambers, surely audible even beyond the thin door into the bathroom where she was going through her lover's debauched fantasies, and Krig had a front row seat for every decibel of it.

Of course, she soon managed to muffle it by finally diving whole hog onto the tentacle-like appendage in front of her, swallowing the majority of it to silence herself. That only served to enhance her explosive climax even further, however, as the demon beyond the wall prompted its rod to begin squirming in her throat. It shifted back and forth, twisting in her mouth, choking off her hair at just the right points to keep her peak going while the intoxicating flavor urged her to taste more and more of it. For minutes that felt like ages she writhed between the two rods she had been made to service, all in front of Krig's eyes, and when she finally came down from that peak she couldn't face the kitsune.

Of course, neither of her present partners cared about her worries. They didn't care if she had alienated the woman she loved, didn't care if the swordswoman's lusts had caused her to make such a grave error, didn't care if she had gone too far. At the same time, they didn't care about such deeper connections, the ogre because it likely wasn't intelligent enough to and the demon because they likely didn't care. All they wanted from this encounter was simple, primal pleasure, and her body at least was ready to give it to them. The ogre growled, the sound telling of its appreciation in a most visceral sense as its voice shook both her and the dividing wall, and pushed itself forward again hard enough that it caused the wall to creak dangerously.

Back and forth, impaling herself on both ends as pleasure exploded through her, but it wasn't just her stretched folds that built her ever increasing physical sensations. She felt the tentacle cock writhing inside of her, spreading its sweet pre across her tongue and down her throat, and the longer it was in her mouth the better it felt. A moment after she settled into her steady back and forth rhythm Tamonten's mouth was tingling with sensation. A few minutes into her encounter the first bursts of outright pleasure burst through her as it gave a particularly energetic bout of writhing in her throat, choking off her hair. Another few minutes later and her throat was almost as sensitive as her drooling depths, and the demoncock squirming around inside of it was a second dose of heaven while her pussy felt like it was more sensitive than ever.

Another orgasm wracked her body, growing the puddle at her feet as the ogre's steady thrusting in time with her own and the writhing demoncock in her mouth made it almost as intense as the first, but it wasn't enough for the ogre. Even her clenching, sucking pussy wasn't enough for the beast, and it seemed that its patience with the lack of control was at its end, and by design or happenstance that happened just as her other partner took some initiative of their own. Midway through her orgasm, out of the corner of her she saw movement from above her, from the dividing wall... Through the dividing wall. Fingers laced through her ivory hair, dragging her face forward as the cock in her throat began to squirm wildly, and a firm grip locked her in place as the appendage erupted into her throat mid climax, the sweet flavor and satisfaction of cum spurting in every direction inside of her only enhancing her peek, on top of the pleasant pain of her hair being tugged on.

The ogre, in the meantime, suddenly surged forward as it felt her back thrusts slowing. Something had to give there, either the demon in front of her, the ogre, or the wall, and as it turned out the wall lost. It buckled under the ogre's pressure, cracking inwards, and the beast reached over the wall and grabbed her by the waist. With one cock buried in her throat, her nose against the wall and her lips around the base of the still spewing appendage, Tamonten soon had the second, larger rod buried almost to the hilt in her lithe frame as the demonic warbeast suddenly took control of their mating. Even through the wall it proved impatient for more, and began to pound wildly into her comparatively tiny body so hard that the sensations almost bled over into pain.

A moment into his wild rut the ogre's other arm reached out and dragged up her leg, just as the demoncock in her throat stopped pouring aphrodisiac filled semen directly into her stomach. Pure heat was exploding through her system even as the fires were extinguished, and as she felt the demon behind her growing harder inside of her she also felt it grip her leg. She was almost lifted entirely from her feet as one of her trembling legs was pulled towards the ceiling, and for a moment the fear that she might be pulled apart like a wishbone by the beast in its pursuit of more pleasure might have flitted through her mind. Luckily, no such thing would happen, and when her toes were pointed skyward she was left in even greater ecstasy as the stretched position forced her folds to tighten even further.

It also gave Krig a front row seat to the sight of her belly stretching as she took the ogre's massive prick, but as it hammered away at her she would soon be treated to another unique experience resulting from the swordswoman's enhanced tightness and the massive tool exploring her depths. Her next orgasm came only a handful of minutes after the last, and when it did her honey was forced to shoot out like a pressurized geyser once more due to the incredible pressure against her g-spot... Only this time, her juices fired straight out at her lover's face, causing Krig to let out a surprised cry as she was given a somewhat more unusual facial as streams of Tamonten's girl-cum splattered across her cheeks, nose, and chin.

Fortunately for her increasingly tested frame, the wild rut would end after another few minutes. With the ogre holding her in place while plowing her like the beast it was, it could only last so long, and the one in her mouth had already proven itself a quick shot. It might have already cum inside of her once, but the thing was squirming wildly again, signifying its imminent release once more. Moments later it tensed, pulsating bulges pouring down its shaft, and a few seconds later it erupted in her throat once more. This time, however, it gave a pair of streams before pulling back, the grip on her hair tightening as they began to pull back, leaving the pulsating tip in her mouth for a third spurt that filled the small space with that intoxicating space before it pulled back, another pair of small eruptions firing in every direction, painting the swordswoman's face and the nearby dividing wall both white unless she went to try and reclaim it with her mouth.

The ogre, in the meantime, was hammering away at her even more furiously than ever, and a few moments later she felt the first telltale throbs. They were like earthquakes inside of her, and produced an equivalent orgasm that only intensified as the ogre unleashed a deep, shuddering groan. The first flood of cum pumped into her came a few seconds later, filling her womb in one shot and forcing it to expand even as she felt its balls twitching against her thigh. Streams of cum splattered out of her tight hole, but that was only the first barrage. The second doubled the size of the puddle on the floor and caused her belly to bloat, right before Krig's eyes while more of Tamonten's honey splashed across her face. By the end of the third spurt the pale warrior looked like she was six months along, by the end of the fourth like she was about to give birth... To twins. The fifth made her look like she was truly carrying the ogre's spawn, and the sputtering sixth added a second to her overflowing womb, each of them growing the pool at her feet. She would perhaps also be vaguely aware of the warm splashes coming against the side of her face, more direct than the ones coming from the demon in front of her...

And then, just like that, it was over. The demon pulled away, its hand retreating back through the seemingly solid wall and its tentacle-like cock pulling away, though not before she might offer it her customary goodbye kiss if she was so inclined. The ogre slowly pulled out, leaving Tamonten to drain... And the wall to half collapse, cracked in half by the ogre's forceful claiming of the swordswoman. It pulled away, stumbling and yawning, and promptly seemed to go to the corner and fall asleep, all to the uproarious approval of the goblins who had brought it in. Krig, in the meantime, was staring at her with her expression halfway between maddened arousal and complete mortification. Fresh cum was dribbling down her shaft, and there was far too much for it to just be the kitsune's prerelease... But her hand was still locked to her side, despite having been freed from Drawneli's bindings on Tamonten's orders.

 

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Re: Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

In those moments following her initial orgasm, a terrible fear continued to grip Tamonten's gut. It wouldn't be pushed out by a cock of any size. It didn't matter how hard she rocked herself between the two strangers impaling her. This wasn't some Krig-approved threesome or something that came about against the pale woman's will. It was cheating, pure and simple. And she might have ruined absolutely everything with her ill-conceived bathroom tryst.

Physical pleasure, enhanced by the addictive precum filling her mouth, mingled with mental dread to create mixed desires and an overall distraction from her efforts. Yet, she had to focus on her motions because if she didn't then it would leave her to fixate on what Krig might be thinking. This wasn't like it had been with Sensensiel or Sashien. No, there weren't really any parallels to anything she'd done recently. Kringlicsly would doubtlessly see her as an incorrigible whore after what had just happened.

And yet, despite that poignant thought or maybe even because of it, she found a second orgasm and more self-doubt along with it. Now she had to admit that she liked this. She liked fucking random strangers in a bathroom. The pale swordswoman enjoyed it when their cocks throbbed with pleasure as they prepared to give up their seed for her. The feeling of cum painting and filling her was the equivalent of a standing ovation for her services. It made her feel desired. And it made her happy to bring others joy, even if it was in a manner that wasn't publicly accepted in polite Badarian society.

Truthfully, it was a relief when the stranger's hand phased through the divider and grabbed a fistful of her hair, forcing her lips to remain at the base of their shaft as it deposited a load of cum down her throat. It was release in a different form, freeing her from all those nagging thoughts. But it paled in comparison to the relief that came when the ogre took initiative of its own.

Tamonten's frame proved stronger than the wall separating them as the gigantic creature gave a titanic thrust. Where the divider had creaked and eventually shattered, the pale warrior groaned around the dick in her mouth and held true. But even buried to the hilt in her stretched slit, the beast proved too impatient to allow her to maintain control of their coupling. It grabbed her with fingers able to encircle her entire waist. Much of her hair was trapped in its grip in the process, leaving her unable to move her head at all without worsening the yanking feeling it caused. Then it began to rut her like a wild animal.

It was the most wonderful feeling yet. She was little more than a masturbatory aid for these two strangers' pleasures, but that was perfect. This was pure, unbridled desire. The ogre's pace and the power of its thrusts ensured that she had no ability to think. Not about what Krig might be thinking, not about what this meant about the pale girl herself, or that the foxgirl might very well be looking into her thoughts.

The ogre did not care for her opinion on the matter, nor did it care for her comfort. It only cared for the pleasure she could provide it. Rather than finding it off-putting, Tamonten liked it. It was another thing she had to admit she liked, every bit as much as the way their attentions tested her body in ways which Krig hadn't, just as it manhandled her in a way the foxgirl couldn't. It simplified things. It allowed her to submit, and submission was a comfort. In submission, she found freedom.

And she found pleasure. The weight of the ogre's thrusts were unparalleled, as was the way it stimulated parts of her depths which had never been touched before. Tamonten almost felt guilty that she could do nothing to repay the beast the stimulation it was visiting on her but to remain still and allow it to jackhammer into her greedy slit until it finally came. Instead, she focused her attentions on the tentacle-like prick in her mouth, battling the prehensile thing with her tongue to pay forward the bliss she was receiving and milk more of its addictive cum out in the process.

But the pale woman would cum before the persistent prick in her mouth, mere moments after her leg was pulled up in another position that Krig would likely never be able to match. But the pale girl had no time to host even a single pang of guilt about it. Her inner walls squeezed so tightly around the ogre's cock that they threatened to cut off its circulation, and the added stimulation had her pelvic muscles constricting tighter as her nerves were hit with additional bursts of pleasure. The amount of girlcum that ended up on Kringlicsly's face was easily quadruple that of any facial the pale woman had ever given her using a shifted cock.

And not one of the three participants were done. The spitroast would continue in front of Kringlicsly for a few minutes longer, more than enough time for the swordswoman to find a few more orgasms that left Krig's face messier than the pale woman's own. The strangers were providing things which she so desperately lusted for in the bedroom that it became easy for Tamonten to find her peaks. From their raw, unfiltered desire in the way they handled her to the way they stole control from her and allowed her to submit, it was all so wonderful.

And she would receive her next round of rewards soon, judging by the way they began to pulsate. Had the cock not been in her mouth and turning all her moans and cries into muffled vibrations, she would've pleaded for the ogre not to waste any of its seed. She would've begged the beast to ensure that every last drop was spent in her waiting womb. But she needed not worry, as both knew exactly how to treat her needy body.

The more tentacle-like rod provided its release first, filling her with its delicious payload. A disappointed groan escaped her lips as the stranger pulled away and began to paint her face with their load, but she did nothing to try to reclaim it. The stranger had certainly earned the right to mark her face with the evidence of their pairing, she was only disappointed that they wouldn't have an opportunity to appreciate their own handiwork. But she would have little time for her disappointment before the ogre throbbed so powerfully in her depths that there was no chance of mistaking it as anything other than a warning of his impending orgasm.

"Oh gods, Krig," Tamonten groaned with her newly freed mouth as she felt the beast's massive balls twitching against her thigh. The words tumbled out of her mouth almost as a habit. "He's going to cum! He's cumming-ngh~!" The final pulsation that delivered the first blast of the demon's seed into her depths turned her declaration into a prolonged groan of overwhelming pleasure. For a split-second her earlier panic resurfaced. What if this experience ruined her for anything lesser?

But her time with her thoughts was brief, as that first blast of filling warmth into her womb ensured that she could no longer think straight. Between the friction of the ogre's continued shallow thrusts and the glorious fullness and heat in her womb, the pale woman enjoyed the most powerful orgasm of her bathroom tryst. Her brain shut down. She couldn't register anything but the pleasure exploding through her nerves. During it all, the additional pressure of what must have been more than a gallon of ogre cum filling her womb ensured that Krig's face was left drenched by streams of Tamonten's girlcum.

And even after the ogre and stranger pulled away, the pale woman was still locked into the aftermath of her climax. She unceremoniously dropped to the ground as her two partners left. Her position on the floor left her still-draining sex high in the air while her face was pressed directly against the cold, hard ground of the bathroom. The pale swordswoman was a prisoner of her own pleasure for several long minutes. Her afterglow was prolonged as even the sensation of globs of ogre cum sliding through her slowly re-tightening inner walls in order to drain into the miniature waterfall leaking from her slit was enough to trigger orgasmic aftershocks that left her convulsing on the floor.

But orgasmic bliss eventually faded and with the return of her ability to think came a building sense of dread. Tamonten maneuvered onto all fours with all the grace of a newborn fawn. She was terrified of what she would discover when she looked up. What expression of disgust would paint Kringlicsly's features when the pale swordswoman finally met eyes with her again? In the end, she had no choice but to find out. But, as she settled onto her haunches and meekly raised her gaze to meet the foxgirl's eyes once again, nothing she'd imagined had prepared her for what she saw.

Krig had cum? She was actually horny? Tamonten's pale hand absentmindedly brushed against the sticky substance which had stained the side of her face. She mentally pieced the puzzle together. But she couldn't make sense of it. It didn't make sense to the pale woman that Krig didn't hate her for this, let alone that her lover was turned on by it. The evidence was there, though, dribbling from the head of Kringlicsly's rod and on Tamonten's own face. It was there in the form of the steel-hard rod jutting from the spirit wielder's crotch. And it made the pale woman even more mindlessly aroused.

"So wasteful!" The swordswoman chided her lover. "You're supposed to cum in here!" Tamonten hooked her pointer fingers around the edges of her own lips and tugged at them, exposing her tongue. "Or here!" Her pale hand dipped to spread her lower lips, allowing another torrent of ogre cum to flood out in the process. She would grab onto Krig's legs, using them as anchors to pull herself up and into the foxgirl's lap. It was no coincidence that she trapped the foxgirl's cock between their bellies and began to grind against it once she was seated. "Maybe I have to give you a refresher lesson. Hm?"

She raised ever slightly. She had no intent of taking her lover's cock though, not yet. Instead, her goal was to bring her mouth to one of the kitsune's fox-like ears. "But first, I have more customers~ Three or four goblins, I believe," she whispered to Krig. "Lucky you, because otherwise you'd be eating ogre cum right now. Wall's broken now, unfortunately, so I'll have to be more intimate with them."

Tamonten paused and nibbled on the tip of Krig's ear for a few long moments before continuing. "Unless, of course, you're not enjoying this. If the thought of a group of goblins manhandling me bothers you, then you'd only need to say the safe word. Teacup, I believe it was? Based on what I've already seen in your head though... your silence will tell me all that I need to know, lover."

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 86, PP = 58, EP = 60, Status = Weakened for 4 more days, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Pregnant

It was all a haze. For the several minutes that passed while she drained, leaving her womb only slightly stretched out by the ogre cum with which she was filled, not a single cranny of her reproductive system left unviolated by the demonic seed, Tamnonten would remain utterly dazed by post-orgasmic bliss. The departure of the demon who had blown multiple loads down her throat, the ogre settling down with a thump, Krig's sudden orgasm at the mere sight of her, and a subtle conversation between the goblins who remained beyond the stall... All passed without her notice, at least until she ascended from her stupor and looked up to find Krig's semen leaking down her forcefully conjured shaft.

The kitsune was already bright red, and only grew more colored for Tamonten's verbal admonition, but her physical reactions were more telling than her expression, which held as neutral an expression as she could manage. Her slight squirming stopped as the pale, cum coated swordswoman climbed up onto her lap, leaving a trail of globs of demonic semen that oozed from between her legs in the process. The moment that she trapped her bound lover's cock between them and began to grind against it, Krig's expression went from a carefully crafted mask of shame to bliss in a matter of seconds.

"Aaaah! Oooh, oooh, oooh, ooooh, ooh, ooohh....."

If there was any doubt that her lover was as shamelessly, mindlessly aroused as she was, it was dispelled when Kringlicsly's shaft pulsed and then erupted anew against Tamonten's taut abdomen, the kitsune's cock throbbing just over her womb and sending modest spurts of fresh cream up against Tamonten's sternum.

Whatever Tamonten's reaction to her second sudden peak, Krig would shudder softly, eyes closed as she leaned against the swordswoman as she delivered her profane whispers. Her canine ear flicked, darting momentarily away from her lips but then back within easy reach, and Krig seemed briefly unable to speak. The door to their stall creaked open, the gesture somewhat unnecessary given the shattered state of one of the walls, and one of the goblins peaked in with a wide grin on his face. She recognized him, having seen a glimpse in the cafeteria and another when the goblins were making their makeshift alterations to the now broken stall barrier, but had never gotten a name. "We're, uhhh... Ready when you are... Out here," He declared, and then slowly sank back through the crack and shut the door again, leaving Tamonten once more sort of alone with her favorite foxgirl.

Krig had watched all that, heard it all... But all Tamonten heard from her was a soft gulp. Even so, she could feel the kitsune's excitement throbbing against her, feel it thrumming through her body in her desperate squirms as much as through her shaft. She didn't make to escape, not really, but only to struggle, only to writhe helplessly while Tamonten continued her debauched act. She glanced between the stall door and Tamonten, then back, and back again, murmuring wordlessly between heavy intakes of breath. Outside were the goblins, half a dozen of them if Tamonten was picking out the different murmured voices, all ready for her to come and entertain them... All that Tamonten had to do was go out and offer herself, either leaving the stall door open so that Krig could watch, or closing it and largely obstructing her view, forcing her only to listen and imagine.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

Tamonten couldn't help herself. When Krig reacted in such a way, how could she resist the urge to tease her further? How could she want anything but to drive the foxgirl absolutely mad with lust?

"You're trying so hard to hold it all in, but the littlest touches have you popping over and over again," she teased her lover with a giggle and a wide, unconcealed smile. "I wonder why, though? Why try so hard to fight it when you could embrace it? It'd be so easy to wrap your hands around it and cum yourself silly. It certainly wouldn't hurt my ego to see you stroking that long, thick cock to the sight of me," the swordswoman admitted with a wink.

"Well, I suppose the why of it doesn't really matter," she quickly added. While an answer from the foxgirl might satisfy Tamonten's curiosity, she'd already settled on a new course of action, though the method she chose to increase Krig's sexual torment was different than her usual fare. Rather than denying Kringlicsly her orgasms, the pale woman would take advantage of the kitsune's limitless arousal at the sight of strangers fucking Tamonten and ensure that her lover was cumming for as long as her body could handle. "The hand of another will serve just as well to drain you of all that lust."

Tamonten would shift out of Krig's lap, rising on her two wobbly legs. She remained still for a few moments, just long enough to regain her balance, and then crisply turned, opened the door, and stepped out past Drawneli. Thanks to the warrior's actions with the ogre, the open door meant that the formerly private space visible from everywhere in the bathroom except the neighboring stall, and she left it that way.

She could only imagine how she looked. Her face covered in cum, her chest and abs covered in Krig's latest release, and her thighs absolutely drenched by the overflow from her leaking sex, walking into the midst of goblins wearing nothing but a garterbelt and stockings, both of which were likely ruined. And yet, her heart pounded with excitement. Some for the pleasure the goblins would undoubtedly grant her, but more for the lewd reactions her lover would surely have to it all. Still, safety was first, especially in a city of demons. The swordswoman's first task was to instruct the golem.

Drawneli, please make sure that Kringlicsly enjoys the coming show properly. Re-position her as needed so that she can see it all, but make sure nobody but you or me touches her during it all. And while you're at it, she seems to have forgotten how to masturbate, so lend her a helping hand. Only a hand, though. With those directions given, Tamonten would then deliver her lone instruction for the goblins she had strode out to meet. "I've a single rule for you all, beyond which you can, and should, do whatever you desire with me. If anybody but myself or the golem lays a hand on my lover, then it will be the last time they see their genitals before they're cut from their body and flushed down one of the toilets," the pale woman was deadly serious. She would pause for several seconds to let the threat sink in.

But when she continued, it was in a sultry purr which might belie the seriousness of the thread she'd uttered moments prior. "If that's understood, then let's put on a good show for her. She's being punished, and I expect that you're all perfectly ready to help me make her jealous." As she spoke, Tamonten sunk back down onto her hands and knees. She crawled toward one of the goblins, trying to find the one who had been so forward in groping her through the wall. But whichever goblin she ended up approaching, she would come off of her hands just long enough to tug the demon's pants down, expecting to find solid evidence of just how ready he was. Raising her eyes to meet his, she would add: "I also expect that you'll finish what your ogre friend started, because I'm far from satisfied~"

After that, she would lean in and seal her lips around the head of his cock. She was happy enough to simply idly swirl her tongue around the treat in her mouth. Let the other goblins jockey and position for which of their number would enjoy a part of her body first, second, or even third. Tamonten would simply settle in and enjoy the experience.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 86, PP = 58, EP = 60, Status = Weakened for 4 more days, Pregnant, Really messy and probably a little ahegao

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Pregnant, Messy

Goblins
Krobb - Likes that mouth, first to get off with it, brought the bowl
Torbo - Doesn't mind sharing, second to get off in her mouth
Iirgen - Also doesn’t mind sharing, first to nut in her pussy
Skree - Just a small town goblin, jerked off with her hair
Knegg - Living in a lonely... Hovel? Iunno, not many things rhyme with goblin. Got a big deek.
Breven - Took the midnight train going here. To this little cafeteria place, where he is lewding a lewd swordgirl in front of her lewd foxgirlfriend. Also sporting nearly a foot of chimeradick naturally, so he’s got that going for him.

Smut, spoilered for easy readability of the thread.

Spoiler

Krig peered at Tamonten quizzically at her teasing, still lust-dazed but lucid enough to understand her words. Then she twitched her hand and seemed surprised that she could pull it forward a second later, staring at her own appendage in confusion. That left ample time for Tamonten to issue her order to Drawneli, and though the golem wasn't currently in entirely humanoid form - being more a smooth blob of metal that oozed and writhed to bind the kitsune to the toilet she was sitting on - forming a hand and wrapping its digits around Krig's shaft was still well within her abilities. Krig jumped in surprise when she felt the smooth hand wrap around the shaft that Tamonten had conjured onto her, but the swordswoman's antics would not be stopped by any words from her favored lover as the foxgirl began to squirm and whimper under Drawneli's slow strokes.

That left Tamonten able to make her cum-coated strut into the midst of the leering goblins who were waiting outside of the stall. They traded glances at each other as the swordswoman entered their midst and delivered her one rule, but the threat didn’t seem to diminish their mood all that much. Sinking down to her hands and knees brought their leers back onto the pale swordswoman, however, and they paid little heed to the kitsune that they were banned from touching as she was jerked off over in the corner.

It was hard to immediately tell the diminutive green demons apart, much less tell who the one who had groped her through the wall was when she had never actually seen him face to face like this. Or perhaps more accurately, face to crotch. Regardless, the lucky goblin ended up being a particularly wiry little demon with a rounded bald head and sharp ears. He was clad only in a loin cloth and a pair of bright red and white shoes that looked a little too big on him, but when that cloth came down Tamonten’s attention was likely focused all too quickly on the eleven inch slab of pulsating, knobbly meat that sprung up and practically slapped her in the chin. The bumps along its length were hardened and fleshy, a mutation rather than resulting from some horrible disease, and the moment it bobbed free the pale swordswoman felt her head lighten as a heady pheromone scent settled over her, emanating from the rod in front of her. Even when he was only partially hard, Tamonten could barely fit the bulbous tip of that monster in her mouth, and as her tongue swirled over the smooth surface the sweet scent turned into a subtly intoxicating flavor instead.

“Mmmm, bet you like suckin dick,” the goblin before her grunted while, in the meantime, the rest of the diminutive green demons began crowding around her. They wore a variety of clothing, and in less than half a minute all of it was on the bathroom floor, leaving her surrounded by a half dozen cocks that were undoubtedly destined to enjoy any hole they could get. Their sizes varied, with most of them average for a human man - meaning they looked large on the shorter demons - but another one was nearly as big as the one that she was sucking on, though he lacked the extra bumpy portions. There were no less than a half dozen sets of hands on her in short order, and though some smoothed along her back and the one in front of her ran a hand through her hair and caressed her cheek, no less than five hands began groping her ass. Both cheeks received a barrage of smacks, squeezes, and caresses from her various admirers, and both of her holes took teasing strokes and were invaded by several adventurous digits.

“Hmm? You like it? You like suckin dick?” The one in front of her demanded, a grip on her hair dragging her away from his tip so that she could speak, and an expectant grin on his face suggested that he expected her to say something. “C’mon, tell me how much you love the taste of my dick… You think you can take the whole thing? You wanna feel my big cock down your slutty little throat?” The other goblins were mostly still jockeying around behind her, fondling her ass and occasionally fingering her, but would chuckle and cheer if she obeyed the speaker and expressed how much she enjoyed the taste of his thick tool. More interesting was the reaction from the kitsune in the destroyed booth, who would let out a low shuddering groan in response to Tamonten’s forced dirty talk. A glance aside would show Krig’s cock throbbing as Drawneli’s pumping hand drew blasts of cum from the tip, leaving the kitsune’s manhood and the golem’s digits coated in her semen. Krig’s orgasm wasn’t long or particularly impressive compared to some, but it had the volume to leave a thick coating of her potent ivory goo.

“Wasteful,” Drawneli said coolly while Krig squirmed under her continued ministrations, the golem’s hands unrelenting as it stroked her steadily through the sensitive period immediately after her orgasm. Tendrils slid up and collected the loosed semen, and a transparent beaker formed in front of Krig with a series of evenly distributed lines on it to contain her semen. What she’d released didn’t even reach the first of the score of lines, and as Krig’s squirming turned to moans and coos her hips the golem said; “You will fill this by the time I am finished with you.” Krig only moaned in response, her member throbbing softly again already, but Tamonten had her own more immediate concerns to deal with as the goblins closed in around her.

The ones behind the once-human girl began jockeying a little more firmly, and two were pushed aside to join the one in front of her who had begun making her bob back and forth on the first few inches of his cock after obeying him. Two more of the goblins pressed their members near her face, one rubbing against her cheek and the other only a few inches further. The first let her slide off of him and forcibly tilted her head to one side, but if she expected to be able to take a breath then she was quickly proven wrong as the closer of the two took the opportunity to jam his rod straight down her throat. The leftover effects of the demon she had sucked off not long ago still lingered, their strange cum making it feel like he had shoved himself into her pussy instead of her mouth. They only got a few pumps off before she was forced away again, this time to give similar treatment to the other newcomer, and though they lacked the sweetened taste of their more well endowed companion the musky, masculine flavor still offered ample appeal to her raging libido.

Behind her, the contest over who would get to go first was finally getting decided, albeit in a fairly unusual manner. The fondling of her ass was joined by the feel of hard flesh pressing against her, two on the left cheek and one on the right, each of them undoubtedly eager to jab deep into whichever hole they could reach. One on the left was pushed aside, and between the two left there was a brief bit of pushing as both tried to go for her pussy at the same time, but neither of them could win the impromptu wrestling match. Instead they just ended up groping her some more, eventually beginning to bombard her ass with gentle smacks.

“Nnnn, damn… She’s got a cute lil ass huh?”

“Ehhh, it’s not bad… I like ‘em with a bit more meat though!”

“Oh you can’t be happy with anything! Feel that? This one definitely works out! Her ass is gonna BOUNCE every time you go balls deep!”

“Naaaah, she’s barely got enough to jiggle!”

“Heh, hey, betcha first turn on her that I can bounce a coin off her ass!”

“Bah, that ain’t gonna work! It’ll just drop!”

“Skree want first turn!”

They ignored him, and a moment of rummaging later Tamonten heard a jingle, a flick, and then felt a sharp pain against her ass as one of the goblins flicked a coin off of her backside. It flung back into the air, and he caught it with a delighted laugh. “Baaaah, fine fine, but I got next!” Said the loser as he made way, and a few seconds later Tamonten finally felt the tip of a goblin’s cock line up with her moist entrance. The teasing gropes were to come to an end, and after taking a firm grip on her hips the goblin thrust his hips forward while dragging her backwards, impaling her in a single push. He wasn’t exactly ogre-sized, of course, but her mutant body had already tightened up even though the larger demon had left her gaping mere minutes earlier, and her extended arousal meant that merely having her inner walls parted was enough to send thrills of pleasure crackling up the swordswoman’s spine by that point. Any stimulation might have been good stimulation, but as the goblin reared back and slammed forward he angled just right to hit her g-spot along the way, producing a surge that made her muscles begin to quake due to the heightened sensitivity caused by the drugged demon cum she had all too recently imbibed. The series of thrusts that came after that were all quick but spaced evenly apart, hard enough to produce an audible clap each time his body slammed into hers and rock her lithe frame forward into the crowd she had gathered up front.

While the rest were deciding what to do behind her, the trio up front had largely allowed Tamonten to appease them however she liked. Three cocks were aimed at her face, each jockeying for position and each with its owner keeping a hand on her head to guide her their way. Her own hands might have become involved by that point, keeping the those bereft of her mouth’s attentions entertained in the meantime perhaps, and though the other two goblins would gladly let her take them into her tingling throat the biggest of the three would keep her from taking him any farther than the first few inches. When she started being bounced forward, however, the particularly well endowed goblin forcibly pushed himself between her lips. For a few moments her mouth was doubly stuffed as he shared her oral cavity with another goblin, her cheek puffed outwards as one rod thrust against it while the other prodded towards her throat while her tongue was free to shift between the two in the cramped space and sample both flavors at once, but eventually the other goblin would withdraw and leave her oral attentions focused solely on the biggest of the demons who stood directly in front of her.

The well endowed goblin took advantage of his position directly in front of her once he was the only one occupying her oral cavity, taking a firm hold of a fistful of her hair near the scalp and ramming his hips forward. In the course of a second he went from resting his fattened tip on her tongue to pressing her nose into his pubic mound, making her throat bulge to contain him and causing her to gag reflexively even with how much practice she’d gotten over the last couple of hours at taking larger than average cocks down her throat. He wasn’t larger than the naga that Tamonten had managed to swallow earlier, but Tamonten also hadn’t been registering having her mouth and throat stuffed like the occupant was balls deep into her pussy at the time either. He might not have quite the ogre’s size, but the bumpy nodules along his shaft felt even more amazing than she might have imagined as they dragged across the surface of her esophagus. Her throat bulged visibly as his girth pressed deep into her, and pleasure exploded through her brain so powerfully that it caused the knot of pressure that had been building at her core to explode in turn.

As if on cue, as she announced the orgasm around the cock plugging her throat Krig issued a similar call from off to the side, Drawneli’s pumping drawing thick spurts of the kitsune’s seed into the channel to the container she had crafted. Globs of her lover’s baby batter oozed into the puddle she had already left in it, filling another portion of the vial, but as much as the vibrations thrumming through her throat and spasms of her inner walls might demand it neither of the goblins sawing into her erupted into her in turn.

“Hnnnggyaahhh! Damn she can suck dick! Loves it too!”

“Nnngggghh… Hyurk! She’s cumming her fuckin brains out!”

“Gyah! Nnnkk… Suckin my dick dry… That’s right slut, suck it like you want me to fuck you with it! Get it all nice and slippery for when I use it to knock yah up!”

The goblin in front of her rear his hips back and then bucked back into her face, fucking her mouth in tandem with the thrusts of the one behind her, creating a pair of lewd claps to join the chorus of moans and the squelch produced by her already messy folds. Trapped between two of the half dozen demons she was to service, Tamonten was bounced back and forth as they bucked at a matched pace. The orgasm she’d been forced into simply refused to stop under the constant barrage of stimulation, and the goblins around her only seemed to grow more eager as the signs of her enjoyment of their treatment mounted.

“I think someone might have beaten yah to it already,” remarked one of the goblins waiting their turn, eyeing the line of ogre cum she had left leading into the stall where Krig was still being jerked off. The massive demon’s sperm rich fluid was still oozing copiously out of her sex even as it was used by one of its much smaller kindred, and indeed were it not for Krig’s child already growing inside of her his assumption might have been right. “Yah! I’m gonna do it!” Said the one pumping her from behind, as oblivious to the rest and apparently as confident in his chances as the more well endowed of his brethren who had initially made the boast about getting a child on her. The pumping into her began coming harder, making what meat she had ripple every time the goblin struck and causing his tip to just barely kiss her cervix even after the stretching she’d recently received, “Ngyuhh… Gonna get this slut pregnant!” Still, he showed no signs of making good on his threat, or at least giving her the liquid gift that might make it possible, and what went up would always eventually come down.

Once her quaking peak had finally subsided, the goblin using her mouth slid back, letting her sample the sweet pre that she’d prompted him to release and roll her tongue over his tip for a moment before finally pulling out entirely, leaving her gasping as the goblin behind her continued to thrust away at her sopping cunny. The two on either side of her face, whether stroking themselves or being worked by Tamonten’s hands, pressed against either cheek insistently, and her mouth wasn’t empty for long. One of the goblins nearby - the one on her left - grabbed her by the hair and dragged her mouth onto his shaft, missing the penetration initially and instead glancing along her lips, then pressing into her cheek, and finally sliding his rod down throat. His was the other larger cock, and while it might not feel quite as good as the ridged and knobby shaft that had occupied her mouth not too long ago it still filled her nicely.

“Uhhhh! Fuuuck…. Nnnn… She knows how to suck dick! Gyuhhh… Hnnk! Hnnnnggggg!!! Gonna… Knnnnggg!!”

Cum rocketed down her throat with no further provocation or warning, the goblin’s cock spurting thick ropes of semen that she had no choice but to swallow. The goblin bucked forward and pressed himself to the hilt, letting Tamonten feel his sack contracting against her chin as the orbs within unleashed their contents into her stomach. She felt every throb as intimately as if he was pouring his cum into her womb instead, and the goblin just kept blowing and blowing, her air choked off by the cock buried down her throat and the constant streams of semen while Tamonten remained surrounded by the others seeking or claiming her attention.

One might still enjoy her hand by that point, or his own if she felt she needed the stability and had kept hers on the bathroom floor, and one still pumped steadily into her folds from behind, but the rest were not idle. The second goblin behind her was waiting his turn, slowly jerking himself off, but the third who had been behind her and moved - Skree apparently - wasn’t so patient. Grabbing a handful of her hair, he wrapped it around his shaft and began to stroke, using her silky, ivory lockes as an aid to his pleasure, stroking more quickly and letting out a series of eager grunts. The first to cum in her mouth monopolized the orifice for several moments, leaving the swordswoman barely able to draw in the occasional breath while swallowing down his semen, and the other who had been taking turns with him eagerly awaited his chance to do the same, but the one who had forced her to orgasm when he’d been thrusting down her sensitized throat conspicuously stepped away.

He crouched down and retrieved a bottle that looked like it was made out of some sort of clay from among their scattered tools and garments, and as he returned the other goblins who weren’t otherwise distracted cheered.

“Hey, you got somma that stuff? I figured it’d be impossible to get here!”

“Eh? Give! Give to Skree!”

“Graergek? Oh man… She’s not even gonna be able to CRAWL when we’re down with her!” That came from the one waiting behind her, and was accompanied by a sharp smack delivered against her ass.

It was the one who was actively thrusting into her that spoke up next, just as he buried himself to the hilt into Tamonten’s folds and began to grind inside of her, his trip occasionally brushing against her cervix in the process; “Ngyuh… Gimme! I wanna make sure it’s me who knocks this bitch up!”

“You really just won’t give up on that notion, will yah?” Remarked one of the goblins, but the most endowed of the bunch passed the bottle over anyway. “Heh, no worries~ I know I’M the one that’ll get her anyway!”

The one who was blowing his load in her mouth finally seemed to be coming to the end of his climax by that point, pulling out to deliver the rest of his load into the swordswoman’s mouth, onto her outstretched tongue if she acquiesced or over her face if she closed her mouth. He still left a decent amount in her mouth, a pair of healthy ropes and a modest dribble after, and after he pulled out he left his shaft pointed at her face and grabbed her by the chin, forcibly tilting her gaze upwards so that she could look up at his leering face. “Nngg…. Yeah! Show me! Show me how much ya like the taste!” He commanded, letting the swordswoman display her appreciation however she liked, all while Krig began to squirm and moan in her seat again while forced to watch and endure Drawneli’s continued strokes. The kitsune was throbbing hard, and as she watched Tamonten toy with the leftover semen in her mouth and finish drawing out the last of the goblin’s load her lover would moan.

“You like watching… Don’t you?” Drawneli purred, managing a surprisingly seductive tone for an artificial being. “I bet you wouldd still prefer it if she were sucking your cock, would you not? Do you think she likes their flavor? Maybe she likes it better than yours. See how much she savors it? How she hungers for more? They aren’t even close to done yet, they’re all going to cum in her until they can’t anymore… And you’re only going to be able to watch.” That was about all that Krig could take, and with another grunting, prolonged moan began to erupt cum into the portion of her device that Drawneli had created to contain the kitsune’s seed. The golem dutifully jerked the dazed kitsune off throughout her orgasm and, as instructed, simply didn’t stop after, instead continuing to stroke even through Krig’s post-climactic sensitive period.

(End Part One)

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

More Smut

Spoiler

Her lover’s squirming would be at most a temporary distraction, or perhaps added flavor to the swordswoman’s pleasures. The goblins crowded around her, all eager for attention, and the one who had been going on and off with the one who had just filled her mouth drew Tamonten toward his shaft once more. This time he didn’t direct her to take him in her mouth, however, but instead let her lips brush past it, teased as she pleased, until her lips were being pushed against his sack at his rod’s base. “Yeah! Suck on ‘em slut! Get ‘em to build up a big shot for yah! Nnnggggyuh… Guh… Jerk me off while you do it! Those fingers feel fuckin good!”

The bottle was being passed around, goblins taking pulls from it one by one, starting with the one still stirring her up inside. Tamonten felt him swelling inside of her, his rod gaining both length and girth inside her until he was filling her nicely and his head was pressed firmly against her inner gateway, which before it had barely been able to reach. “Nngyuh… Gonna give you my nut right there? You want it? Huh slut? That where you want all my cum?” He taunted, continuing to poke and prod at the pale demon-warped girl’s cervix while shifting his throbbing shaft back and forth inside of her. He smacked her ass, leaving a firm handprint that stung for several long seconds before his groping eased the pain from her pale skin. “I’m gonna do it! I’m gonna knock you up now, gyah!”

Regardless of any response she might make to excite him and Krig further, he reared back and began to thrust again, hard and fast, sending pleasure surging up her spine with every motion and giving her ample reason to voice the sensations she was experiencing for the benefit of her lover… Either her current one or the one observing. The one in front of her was still holding her lips to his sack even as he took his turn swigging from the bottle being handed around, and moments after he took his turn the orb in her mouth swelled suddenly. It nearly doubled in size in mere moments, leaving the goblin groaning as she drew succulently on the growing orb orb, and if she had opted to obey him and stroke his shaft while she did it she would be able to feel his rod growing harder, thicker, and longer with every pump. Within seconds it was both rock hard and twitching excitedly with every touch, quickly leaving the goblin’s rod stiffer than any cock she’d ever felt before.

He only endured her stroking for a few moments, giving her another brief opportunity to give the goblin behind her some encouragement if she wished to indulge in the dirty talk being directed at her, before the one in front of her pulled back, planting a hand on her head and lacing his fingers through her hair while lining up his tip with her mouth. The goblin behind her was making her rock back and forth, but he also held a firm grip on her hips that minimized the results of the motions and made sure that she knew that he wasn’t pulling out. A goblin, the lowliest of demons by many estimations, was going to cum inside of her, and Tamonten not only allowed it… But seemingly welcomed the impending insemination, the feel of the shaft swelling in her depths only serving to enhance the tempest of pleasure that was rapidly driving her towards yet another orgasm. The depths of debauchery into which she sank only grew deeper with every act, and this one was only just beginning.

After whatever encouragement she might offer the one about to deposit his seed into her womb, however, the one in front began demanding attention, rubbing his tip across her lips but not pushing forward just yet. “Nngh… Yeah! You wanna swallow it all, huh slut? I’m gonna blow my load in your fuckin mouth! Bet you LOVE the taste of goblin jizz!” The swordswoman would once again be permitted to answer with some dirty talk of her own, but simply opening her mouth and paying worship to the greenskinned demon’s shaft with her tongue would be sufficient to excite him, and if she went for that route he would let her control the pace of her bobbing for a few moments whether she spoke or not, all while the entirely masculine flavors of his musky shaft and salty pre threw lantern oil on the hunger to feel the goblin behind her explode into her unprotected depths.

It wasn’t long before the one in front lost all patience, however, and grasped a handful of her hair near her scalp and thrust forward, claiming her throat and sending tingling bursts of pleasure bursting up her body from the added sensitivity still in effect upon her oral orifice. He was bigger than before, choking her on his member as he thrust into her mouth, and with one cock sawing into her at either end the knot in Tamonten’s belly tightened and threatened to explode at any moment. The spitroast would end the only way it could, lasting a few minutes as the two goblins alternated their thrusts, and when finally the two opted to spill their seed they would do so at nearly the same time, and both insistently inside of her. The goblin behind had been throbbing for some time, but he had just kept on plowing her relentlessly no matter how insistently her folds clung to his pulsating rod. Now, however, his grip on her hips finally tightened, and with one final furious trio of thrusts he buried himself to the hilt, letting Tamonten feel his balls twitching against her thighs as he prepared to finally unleash his seed.

“Kyuh… Guhhh…C-cummin… Cummin in yah… Gnn…GET PREGNANT!” The goblin offered one final command before doing everything in his power to enforce it, remaining hilted and giving only the lightest of grinding motions, rubbing the helmet atop his throbbing tool against the swordswoman’s cervix as it gave jerking throbs. The first blast of potent goblin semen against her inner gateway sparked Tamonten’s own peak, forcing her to orgasm in turn and allowing her inner walls to milk gulp after gulp of demonic baby batter that was practically sucked directly into her womb by the traitorous work of her inner muscles. The other goblin similarly remained hilted as he started cumming down her throat, but started giving shallow thrusts after a few moments to ensure that every ounce of his ivory gift was received and swallowed.

Both goblins offered a massive quantity of cum, not only compared to the normal amount she might expect but compared to the first load she had taken from the gang of lesser demons, a testament to the potency of the substance they’d imbibed as much as their own no doubt. The one behind her, having finally started pumping her womb full of his seed, didn’t let his thrusts take him far from her inner gateway, delivering fresh sperm-rich cream into her waiting depths until she was flooded and once more began to stretch inside. The ogre had prepared her to take far more volume than even the drugged goblins could provide, however, and nothing but pure pleasure resulted from her womb intaking the diminutive demon’s seed. The one in front of her, in contrast, would slide back and begin unleashing his ropes directly onto her tongue, flooding her oral cavity until it began to flow outwards and down her throat as the small space was filled. Leaving much of it dribbling down her chin and pitter-pattering onto the tile floor.

The one in front of her was first to pull out, giving one last rope from her chin across her eye before beginning to dribble but not to drool. “Nnng… Show me… Like a good little slut~” He demanded between panting gasps, grabbing Tamonten by the chin and tilting her head up until he could see the pool of semen he’d left in her mouth, and assuming she obeyed him he groaned; “Nnn… Good slut, now… Swallow it all, and clean me up… Get me ready to give yah another treat!” It would be as the pale swordswoman obeyed - or didn’t - that the goblin who had just filled her cunny would finally begin to come down from his peak, letting her own body relax if it had refused to come down from her own peak until the barrage against her inner walls had subsided. He pulled out a minute or so later, groaning and grunting with every inch of her tight depths that he pulled away from and finally allowing a flood of his seed to ooze out of her once he’d finally pulled out completely. “Nnng… You liked that, huh? Yeah, you fuckin loved gettin’ knocked up... You wann' another, huh? Yeah? You wan’ me tah make sure I put one of mine in that lil belly ah yours, huh? Nnng...”

He began to rub the fattened head of his rod against her petals as if aiming to do that very thing, allowing Tamonten a chance to respond with a bit more dirty talk to go along with it to help Krig along to her next release if she so desired. Regardless, another of the goblins, one who hadn’t even received any of her attention directly, was nearing his release; The one who’d been jerking himself off with several strands of her ivory locks, Skree, was about to blow, but before he could splatter her hair and shoulder with his release the first goblin to get off came forward with a large flat bottomed bowl. Where he’d gotten it, who could say, but he thrust it in front of his companion and grunted; “Nah, not there… Don’t waste it, she's gotta take it all! She can clean it all up later! Special mix!” Not needing further prompting, the goblin aimed himself at the bowl and spent himself there, splattering the red metal with globs of his pearly white goo while Tamonten could only watch out of the corner of her eye and, at most, reach out to help finish him with one of her free hands.

The bunch of demons seemingly remained intent on manhandling her into whatever position they liked, and assuming she didn’t argue the point the two goblins with the biggest rods would shift behind her and muscle the one attempting to claim a second turn in her cunny out of the way.

“Gnn… Outta the way, you had your turn Iirgen!”

“Yeah, I’m next!”

“Gnnf… Dammit… Fuck off… Nnng… Dammit Breven! Dammit Knegg! I wanted another go!”

“Not now! Ye’ll get another shot in her puss later, share the wealth!”

Two on one would not go in the one goblin’s favor, it seemed, and once that was over she would be straightened as Skree’s release petered out, allowing them to place the bowl under her to catch what was oozing out of her freshly used hole. The two who hadn’t yet orgasmed, both of them the best endowed of the bunch, began to rub their erect rods against the pale swordswoman’s soft lower cheeks, smearing pre across her ass, but the rest proved greedy and crowded around in front of her before she could offer either of them any further attention. The two who had cum in her mouth already began to rub their shafts against her hands insistently, waiting to be stroked. The other two, Skree and the goblin who had popped in her pussy, instead shifted a little closer and pressed their rods against her chest.

For several minutes the amorous goblins simply rubbed themselves against various parts of Tamonten’s body, allowing her to egg them on if she so desired and otherwise enjoy being the focus of the attention of no less than six different aroused males. While she’d been surrounded by those looking to mate with her before, it had never before been in a largely consensual context, the lust of the goblins directed at her simply because they wanted to enjoy her and Tamonten herself welcoming their attention merely because she was horny rather than due to the influence of some chemical or the machinations of some mad fallen angel or insidious demon lord. She had wanted this, asked for it even, and now she was suffering the perverted depredations of these six different demons… And taking even more pleasure from it than she might have imagined, all while Krig was steadily made to orgasm over and over and over while she watched courtesy of Drawneli.

Skree seemed the most eager of the bunch, thrusting back and forth between the flat swordswoman’s miniscule cleavage while his compatriot smeared his and her cum across the peak of one of her breasts. The sensation of hot, hard flesh rubbing across her nipple might provide more overt stimulation than the goblin simply enjoying her modest cleavage, but a more cerebral sort of pleasure was offered by the expression of delight on Skree’s face as he thrust back and forth. The look on his face now that he actually got to touch her instead of just her hair was one of pure ecstasy the likes of which she normally only saw on her partners when they were in mid orgasm, and as she finished oozing goblin and ogre semen into the bowl beneath her it became clear that he wasn’t going to last until she was done. “Hahn…. Nnnhhnnn…. Hnnnnggggg!!!” The eruption came with little warning just before he vocalized it, tongue hanging out as an almost comical look of bliss came across his face, and just like the rest she’d taken in and on herself since they’d downed swigs of the mysterious liquid one had brought the amount of cum she’d made him produce was simply impossible. Fifteen long, thick ropes of hot, stick cum rained across her collar and breasts, giving her a necklace of his thick ivory batter while grunting in bliss. Rather than laugh derisively at his lack of stamina, however, the other goblins only seemed to more eagerly rub themselves on her while waiting their own turn.

Once Skree was done cumming, one of the others grunted; “Clean it up… Give us a show~” She’d be free to obey, gathering up the ropes of exceptionally gooey and sticky semen she’d been covered in between her fingers and cleanse them via lips and tongue. Her new friends weren’t the only ones enjoying the show if she did so either, as about halfway through visibly licking her fingers clean of semen Krig would let out a howl as her eyes once more rolled up into the back of her head. Watching her enjoy herself with the goblins had once more caused her violet-haired lover to reach her limit and add to the growing quantity of her own seed that Drawneli was gathering, but the golem just dutifully kept on stroking her through her orgasm and after it had tapered off.

Once her display was over, Tamonten was summarily bent over again, and while the biggest of the bunch were left behind the pale once-possessed warrior the other four were arranged in front of her, stroking themselves and pointing their dicks at her face. One of the pair - the one with a more normal shaped shaft - was first to line up behind her, but rather than go for her thoroughly used folds he pressed his fattened tip against her untouched pucker. He didn’t simply claim her lower hole, however, and instead leaned over to his discarded clothes and grabbed a jar of something that he poured onto her ass. It was cool and smooth, and while he poured it over her and began to smooth the warming, oily substance across her pale skin the other one behind her moved to the forefront again and presented it for her along with the others. He also lifted the bottle the lot had taken a swig from earlier, and said; “Want a taste? It’ll keep yah going!”

If she asked Drawneli for an analysis before sampling the odd liquid, the golem would mentally reply; “Graergek is a goblin produced liquor made from a rare breed of feeder worm in Hell. It is only mildly alcoholic, but is generally preferred for its secondary effects related to sex. It enhances potency in males, increasing both circulation and sperm production. It enhances sensitivity in women. Both effects apply to those with both sets of organs. It enhances sexual stamina, and to a lesser extent normal stamina, in all drinkers.”

With her somewhat mechanical explanation delivered assuring Tamonten that the stuff wouldn’t make her ovaries explode, when she accepted the offer the goblin would once more uncork the jug… And then pushed his mutated cock a littler closer to her mouth and begin pouring it across his throbbing meat, allowing Tamonten to lap the stuff off of his shaft if she wanted to try it. Assuming she didn’t blanche at the vulgar display, Tamonten would find that the stuff had a bitter taste distinct from any alcohol that she was familiar with, and the harshness of it only settled in after she’d swallowed it down. It didn’t have the acrid unpleasantness of cheap ale or liquor, but neither was it sweet faerie wine. Despite the less than exemplary taste, however, the flavor would be mollified somewhat by the taste of the flesh off of which she licked it, and the lewd frenzy into which she had found herself would demand that she lap up every drop of the apparently hard to come by liquid, and he would make sure to pour it across the whole surface of his member such that it was running all across his knobbly rod.

Its effects proved quite fast acting in the meantime, a light buzzing warmth spreading across her entire body. Every tactile sensation was amplified, none moreso than her naturally erogenous areas as she would find out all too soon, but even the floor on which she knelt and the semen still staining various parts of her body would seem more distinct. Perhaps more interestingly, the fatigue settling into her bones from her numerous sexual encounters across the course of the day seemed to fade significantly. Even more interestingly, the feeling she’d been left with after the ritual Xeon had lead to free her of her demon faded slightly as the warmth spread across her body, the clutching uncomfortable sense of exhaustion loosening its grip slightly. Whatever she might feel about being freed of some of her fatigue, Tamonten wouldn’t have long to think about it before the goblin who’d ended up behind her once more pressed against her lower entrance, and this time the oil he’d applied let him force past her anal ring and into her rear passage. He thrust in deep, but could only manage about two thirds of the way into her ass before her natural tightness slowed him to a stop. There wasn’t a hint of discomfort at the forced intrusion into her anus, quite the contrary in fact. Her warped body easily stretched to accommodate his thickened rod, and the oily substance he’d covered her bottom and his shaft with had provided more than enough lubrication. It had been the upsurge of pleasure that had forced him to slow, for the moment his engorged shaft had pressed even slightly against the sweet spot located in her rear - her perineal sponge - it had pushed Tamonten without warning into yet another minor orgasm and caused her ass to tighten around him.

She was bombarded with chuckles from every direction courtesy of her leering demonic paramours, laughing at her as her ability to support herself crumbled under the intense miniature climax and she ended up facedown on the floor, though luckily not hard enough to injure herself. Her impalement on the goblin shaft that had pushed into her had kept her lower half upraised, however, and he quickly placed a firm grip on her hips and forcibly pushed into her until his balls were pressed against her oozing cunny. The added pressure against her sensitive region, now doubly hypersensitive, turned her minor orgasm into a powerful one, and he proceeded to rear back and plow right back into her clenching hole without further hesitation, setting up a series of rapid hard thrusts that bounced his swinging sack against the outside of abused pussy and kept the bursts of pleasure going for nearly a minute before the explosions of pure bliss tapered off and the stars behind her eyes began to fade.

That didn’t slow his thrusts down in the slightest, however, leaving a second peak quickly building in her belly even as the first finally faded. “Heheh… Nnn! Fuuuck she’s tight back ‘ere! Nnnggg… Not gonna take long… Heheh-hnngg… Nnngg… If I’dda known you liked it up the ass so much… I woulda done this… Nnn… Sooner!” The goblin pumping into her ass grunted between thrusts, but rather than let her ride out the journey to her next orgasm in peace he shifted positions, leaning over her such that the angle of his penetration hit her sweet spot even more firmly, and grabbed two fistfuls of her hair. She was dragged upwards, pain shooting through her but only more exciting to her mutant body and mind by that point, such that she could feel his quick panting breaths against her ear. “Gyuhn… You like that, huh? You like that, you little slut? Gnn!” His thrusts slowed slightly, turning the steady build towards another orgasm into a much slower one, one that was frustrating in its slowness even though his hardness still pressed into the spongey portion of flesh inside of her with every thrust. “Gyuh… Geheh…. Admit it! Hnngg… You love it! You love it up the ass!” He gave a firmer tug on her hair, forcing her to look upwards at the grinning goblins still surrounding her up front, several of whom were stroking themselves while watching her cum repeatedly on their companion’s cock as it plundered her ass. “Hnnnn! Gonna…. Nut up your ass… Nnn…. Hnnggg… C’mon… Nnng… Beg for it! Show us how much you love it up the ass! Gyuhuhuh…. Hnnn, hnnng…”

It wouldn’t be the first time someone had demanded she beg for it in her rear passage, but the goblin reaming her currently wasn’t Krig. Her lover was still left watching as one of the goblins made her howl with pleasure in much the same manner she had not all that long ago, but if she proved unable to find her voice or unwilling to seek it he would slow again, leaving her teetering on the edge while his rod throbbed inside of her. “Nnn…. Beg for it… C’mon… Hnn… Hnnn!!! Beg for it, or you don’t get to cum!” Her current partner grunted into her ear, and even if he seemed like he was about to blow at any moment the threat of being denied her peak at that point would prove a most dire threat to her raging libido. Whether she submitted fully to him then, held her will for one of stronger stuff, or hadn’t needed the added prompting to begin responding to the goblin’s lascivious demands, her current partner wouldn’t last more than a few moments more, and if she had obeyed she would be treated to a series of furious thrusts that set her off immediately into an even stronger orgasm that sent her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Even if she hadn’t, however, her orgasm would naturally be set off when the goblin hastened his final few thrusts and started cumming into her bowels, pouring several bursts of his hot, thick baby batter deep inside of her and pumping her full of yet another fairly voluminous load.

Midway through her peak she felt someone press against her lips, aiming and thrusting right in to invade her throat. She could taste herself on him already, but when he rammed deep she found that the goblin concoction had only added to the sensitivity inspired in her throat from the aphrodisiac demon cum she’d drunk down before this lot had gotten their turn. He didn’t even bother to let her adjust to the sudden intrusion before he began to pump himself into her mouth, using her oral orifice purely for his pleasure even if he inadvertently sent pleasure soaring up her spine. The furious reaming from the front and sudden lack of air added to the pleasure of the situation, extending the orgasm inspired by the goblin fucking her up the ass, and she vaguely heard her violet-haired lover moaning deeply as she once more joined the pale swordswoman in blissful release at the mere sight of her enjoyment and Drawneli’s slow but steady strokes.

(End Part Two)

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

Spoiler

The goblin behind her pulled out after a few moments of basking in her afterglow once his eruption had petered out to a dribble, but neither of her lower holes were long left empty. The two she’d blown hastily made to go behind her, and one each positioned themselves at each of her dribbling entrances. One slid down below her, lying on his back, and the other assumed the leaned over position behind and over her that had just been vacated. Where before she had only had one or the other hole - sometimes along with her mouth - occupied, it seemed that now she would have a goblin pumping into her pussy and her ass simultaneously, and with her mouth occupied she would find no room to protest before first the one below and then the one above forcibly shoved their rods into her tight body. No matter how much they used her she was back to nearly full tightness seconds after being left momentarily empty, and the natural wear and tear on her body simply didn’t seem to come. Already she had cum numerous times from their attentions, but what little fatigue she’d felt had been banished by the goblin liquor she’d sampled, leaving her body full responsive.

For a moment both goblins simply remained hilted into her, seemingly uncaring that their balls were rubbing together, and leaving her with a sense of wonderful fullness even as the goblin in front of her continued fucking her throat enthusiastically. Then the one above pulled back to deliver her second thrust, and as he pushed back in the one in her pussy slid back out. It took a few moments, but the two had soon established a very energetic rhythm, and the one using her mouth grinned as her muffled moans vibrated around his shaft and set himself to fall into rhythm with the other two. Within a minute from the initial penetration of her mouth Tamonten’s hypersensitive frame was left shuddering in pure ecstasy, the knot in her belly that signaled the intensity of her oncoming orgasm coiling until it felt like it could bend steel bars like they were naught but flimsy copper wire.

Once they’d settled into a steady alternating rhythm, the goblins began speeding it up, and she wouldn’t make it a second minute of her every hole being filled before she was cumming again harder than ever. Waves of bliss so intense that they threatened to knock her out entirely hammered every thought out of her mind but the continuation of her current ecstasy, one of the most intense climactic highs brought on by mere goblins who laughed derisively and only intensified the urgency with which they used her body. That left three goblins who weren’t occupied, however, and though Skree had already gotten off twice and the other two goblins - apparently Knegg and Breven judging by the earlier exchange - weren’t content to remain by the wayside. With every one of her holes occupied, it seemed like her hands were the only option, and both Knegg and Breven moved to make use of them. Tamonten was left suspended by the dicks pumping into her various holes, supporting only by them and increasingly jellylike knees once her hands were dragged to the shafts of the most well endowed of the diminutive demons.

Knegg had been the first to break in her ass and was still slimy with the oil he’d used to lubricate himself, but Breven - the most visibly impressive of the bunch and the one who’d provided the sauce that had driven the whole group into overdrive - hadn’t even cum once yet. However shaky and automatic her jerking motions were, they wouldn’t serve to get either demon off quickly, but they would wait patiently for their turn. Skree, in the meantime, proved both more eager and aggressive. Having twice now spilled his seed with little assistance from the ivory skinned warrior who was the center of their vigorous gangbang, he was finally intent on unleashing himself into one of her holes, and he wasn’t going to be denied just because the passage he wanted was already occupied. He stepped up behind her, and with the goblin fucking her ass squatting over her he moved into the only space available and pressed himself towards her already occupied holes. For a few moments he just sort of pushed ineffectually, trying to get into whichever entrance would have him, but after that proved frustratingly fruitless he directed his pushing towards her sex. It took another moment, but eventually he pushed into her already occupied hole with a satisfied grunt.

The goblin below didn’t seem to mind much, but adding a fourth so that everyone could be enjoying themselves at the same time left them disrupted their rhythm for a few moments. The one in her mouth was the only one who kept up their earlier pace, and before the rest acclimated to their new state she felt him start to throb in her throat. The first telltale pulses were followed by a familiar urgency to his thrusts that left his pelvis pushing almost a little too firmly into her nose. A few moments later he groaned, and burying himself into her orifice until his balls were resting on her chin even as they were drawn up towards his body, another flood of sperm-rich cream rocketing directly into her stomach as he emptied himself down her throat. He hadn’t exactly given her much opportunity to breath during his rushed fucking of her mouth, and forcing her to swallow another load of his goo left the stuffed swordswoman’s vision starting to blacken around the edge. Luckily he seemed to recognize this, and pulled out - leaving a glob of cum on her tongue and another across her jawline - before aiming his pulsating rod towards the bowl filling with goblin cum and let the rest of his seed join the slurry already sitting in the container.

That left her able to breath, albeit only through her continued moaning, while the goblins behind her began to work back up into motion. The feeling of her sex being double stuffed left her impossibly full, the stretching of her warped folds by not one but two cocks at the same time flooding her nerves with bursts of stimulation, and having her ass pumped into at the same time only made her entire frame spasm with the overload of pleasure she was forced to experience. The two she’d been stroking in the meantime would seemingly notice how out of breath she was, and neither moved to occupy her empty mouth.

That left her facing the door when a familiar voice filtered through it, distant and muffled; “-just saying, if you tried to be a little less up front about things, you’d probably get a better-” The door opened, and the voice stopped cold as Sensensiel turned her head, saw what was happening, and stopped dead in the bathroom doorway. Behind her was one of Xeon’s maids, the busty one with blue hair they’d spoken to previously, whom the angel had apparently been talking to. Stumbling onto the scene of Tamonten being gangbanged by goblins had apparently not been what she was expecting, as she stood stock still and gaped at the sight for several long seconds, simply watching as red crept into her cheeks. As it became clear that the swordswoman wasn’t in the situation non consensually, however, she would glance down, spot the trail of cum leading off, follow it to the sleeping ogre, look to the devastated stall barrier which was cracked and now sported a huge hole in it, and then glanced back at the swordswoman. The maid was grinning and giggling through one of her hands by that point, and Sensensiel slowly backed up into her - until she stepped back and out of the room - to ultimately slip out and close the door behind her.

The goblins gave little sign that they had noticed the presence of an angel in the room. The pair using her pussy hadn’t at all, and the one in her ass had slowed momentarily only to speed up again to an even faster pace. The two she’d been jerking off had looked back over their shoulders and gradually started to fidget nervously, but when it became clear that Sensensiel wasn’t about to incinerate them they had begun to leer at her too. When she was gone they simply looked back towards Tamonten as if nothing had happened, both pressing a little closer to her face, but before she could do much more the trio behind reached a fevered pace with their thrusting.

It was the goblin in her ass who erupted first, but Skree was seconds behind him and the first to claim her pussy took only a few seconds more. More spurts of semen blasted into her ass, and she took a double dose in her spasming cunny as the massive creampie pushed her into yet another orgasm of her own. Her cervix proved no barrier for the invading rush of fresh demonic cum, the sperm rich cream drawn directly into her womb as blast after blast was fired against - and through - her dilated inner gateway, stirring up the mess that had already been left in her womb by her various partners. Every last available nook and cranny of her depths were filled with semen before they were done, leaving Tamonten flush with the feeling of gooey warmth in her deepest depths once again as the three tried to extricate themselves from her and from each other. Her lower quarters were left an oozing mess by the time they’d succeeded, and they quickly moved the bowl under her to catch what began oozing out of her thoroughly used holes. Just as before, however, they quickly started compressing back towards their usual tightness, or at least as close as they could at that point… But her rest was fairly short lived by that point as the only goblin who had yet to cum - Breven - proved to finally be out of patience.

“Nnngggyuh…. My turn… Ready to get KNOCKED UP slut?” She’d have an opportunity to deliver a response if she wished, but even if it was nothing but a wordless moan he would shuffle off behind her and aim his mutant cock at her drooling folds like a spear. He’d been nearly a foot long even before the graergek had taken effect, and now he was nearly thirteen inches long and comparably thick. Even though the rest of his companions had already taken a turn on one hole or another, his still took a moment to nudge his tip teasingly across her petals, adding a bit of his pre to the slurry oozing out of her, but that too was an extremely brief wait. Without warning he slammed to the hilt into her depths, and Tamonten could do nothing but issue a howl of pleasure and collapse face first onto the floor her every muscle spasming as the nodules ringing the goblin’s unusually shaped member had hit every one of her sweet spots like guided to them by magic, and though having had two cocks in her at once had naturally struck every nerve and then some along her inner walls those hardened knobs along his exceptionally long and thick shaft hit them far more accurately and far more insistently, producing explosive bursts of stimulation that knocked what little sense she had left out of her with a single thrust.

Breven then proceeded to give her many, many more than a single thrust, pausing for only a pair of seconds before rearing back until only the tip of his mutated shaft remained inside of her and then ramming right back into her again. His pace went from slow to furious in about ten seconds, leaving what little meat her backside sported to jiggle vigorously as he fucked her more furiously than anyone other than Sashien, a magic-enhanced Krig, and perhaps Elawdrin’s hellhound had before. Her muscles were too busy spasming from the overflow of her ecstasy for her to do anything and her mind was too busy coping with the explosions occurring behind her eyes for Tamonten to conjure anything more gibberish as he rammed her. The other goblins once more shared a chuckle as her voice and expressions signaled her pleasure at being pounded by the lesser demon, watching and girding themselves to bring her to such heights of ecstasy themselves.

His rapid railing wasn’t to last long, but it dragged the pale warrior through a string of orgasms - and Krig unleashed an extended groan signaling one of her own sometime in the midst of her series of peaks - before he finally delivered on what he had threatened twice now… Or at least attempted to. While he might treat her like little more than a breed, a receptacle for his seed and a source for his pleasure, the goblin’s promise to inseminate her naturally necessitated that he cum inside of her. “Nnnngggggggg…. Ready slut? Hnk… Ready tah get bred? Fuckin slutty pussy’s gonna be full… Hnng… Hnnnng….. Hnnnnngggggg!!!!” The threat - luckily impossible for him to fulfill thanks to Krig - would receive the most impressive delivery she had received from any of the goblins up until that point, his balls quivering and then giving a slight jerk just as he buried himself to the hilt and finally gave a long, satisfied groan.

Blasts of demonic cum surged into her like they were fired from a cannon, forming a maelstrom in her womb as he sought to replace every drop present in it previously with some of his own fresh, potent cream. At that he actually saw a degree of success too, the pure volume of his drug-induced load flooding Tamonten so thoroughly that the excess couldn’t ooze out of her around his throbbing tool nearly quickly enough. Within the span of a minute or so her entire reproductive system was left completely full with a slurry of demon seed, and the roiling liquid heat inside of her felt so intoxicating that the once-possessed swordswoman was left spasming in orgasm throughout her latest creampie and for several seconds after the flood of fresh semen had finally ended. It wouldn’t until he wrenched himself out of her quivering sex that the train of orgasms inspired by the goblin, no doubt thanks at least partially to the number of things she’d imbibed in order to enhance her sensitivity, would come to an end and she would be left to collapse as the diminutive greenskinned demons chuckled at her prone form.

“Hope you liked gettin bred, slut! I’ll be ready for round two in a minute!”

“Gyahaha… She can’t get enough… Gotta go nut in her again!”

“Skree wants her ass next!”

“Hnn… Think we oughta finish off filling up her treat, huh?”

“Heheh heh heh… She’s gonna be addicted to demon cocks after this!”

Though the marathon sessions had continuously left Tamonten gasping for breath, the goblins proved to be utterly without mercy, and she was given only a few moments to recover before hoisted up and shifted onto her back, briefly placed over the bowl so that some of the excess semen oozing out of her abused crevice could drain, and then they set about going at her again with the same zealous frenetic energy they’d displayed previously. They began to take her in turns more rapidly, now seemingly not caring about the mess they were creating, one below and one above, one forcing themselves into each hand, and one forcing her to lean backwards so they could fuck her face from above. The spans of time in which any of her holes were empty over the next few minutes could be measured best in seconds, and on one hand to boot, as pairs kept trading off, dumping their loads in her various holes, and shifting around so that everyone had a turn.

First it was Skree and Iirgen, neither of whom lasted long. Then others moved in to take their place, the first two who had cum in her mouth - Torbo and Krobb - taking turns in her pussy and ass, both making sure that they came deep inside to replace what was steadily oozing out of her. Exhaustion began to set in, but then she was flipped again, and Breven resumed his place in her thoroughly used cunny while the other well endowed goblin, Knegg, slipped back into her ass. The two biggest of the bunch railing her together, hitting every one of her sweet spots more intensely than ever, would leave her cumming even harder and more frequently than when either had been using her on their own. The two hammered into her even more vigorously than before, bringing Tamontent to climax after climax that sent every muscle in the pale warrior’s body trembling violently, all while the other goblins merely watched and stroked themselves, adding doses to the steadily filling bowl and Krig continued to donate her own genetic gift at Drawneli’s persistent stroking.

When she was left oozing with the second dose of goblin cum from both holes, however, Tamonten would find the bowl placed in front of her as she was forcibly propped up on her hands and knees. “Time for your treat, yeh filthy slut!” Grunted one of them, forcing her head to rise via a tug on her hair. She was guided over it and then let go, the messy bowl nearly half filled with semen by that point. “Lap it up like a dog! C’mon, get a mouthful and show us how you eat!” The leering goblins crowded around once more, watching, and if she didn’t obey Tamonten would find her face dunked forcibly into the mix of sticky, salty goblin seminal fluid for several seconds before she was dragged back upwards, allowing her squad of greenskinned mating partners to view her freshly cum coated visage and burst out into boisterous laughter.

“Swallow… An clean yourself up! An when yer done yer gonna clean that bowl ‘til it’s spotless!”

She would be held up by her hair until her tongue had at least lapped up the sticky whiteness coating her chin and lips, and when they let her go they once more pressed her face into the bowl of cum. A moment later she felt another cock teasing her entrance, a sensation that quickly became yet another surge of stimulation as they pressed into her, though by that point she couldn’t tell who was who simply by feel or technique. A foot planted between her shoulder blades kept her forcibly pressed down, leaving the pale swordswoman with no choice but to lap up the gooey cream below her or risk drowning in it, and for another span of minutes that was what she was left doing. The goblins continued to enjoy her in the meantime, railing her from behind with ragged vigor one by one, adding yet more donations to her already fully filled vagina or slightly less filled anus.

A few times one stooped down, crouching so that they could jerk off into the bowl and onto her face, coating her even more thoroughly in fresher spunk and giving her a bit more to lap up, but by that point their donations were shrinking dramatically. It seemed that even graergek and demonic stamina had their limits, and while she was growing increasingly spent herself Tamonten could see them closing in… And then, at long last, it was over. The last goblin - Breven with a much more subdued pumping - hilted and poured another few ropes of semen into her womb, one last fairly feeble orgasm rumbled through her, the bowl was mostly empty save for a few final strings of cum, the foot - which had switched owners several times - was removed from her back so that its owner - Skree at that point - could forcibly jerk his final load out over her face, and suddenly Tamonten was allowed to roll tiredly onto her side and survey the squad of panting demons who now sat against stall doors or the walls.

It would be something to remember seeing, and certainly to remember experiencing, even if by that point she was a total mess. Nothing short of an angelic miracle was going to clean her up enough to be seen in public, and she’d been here for over an hour now. No doubt the news of what was happening had spread to those outside the bathroom, perhaps even beyond the cafeteria itself, though luckily at least no one had come in to watch since Sensensiel had backed out of the room. Her clothes were utterly ruined, of course, and her body was aching… But in a very satisfied manner, one that she could bask in for the next few moments.

(End Part Three of the smut wall that will keep the huns at bay forever.)

The door into the bathroom opened up again, and this time it was an unfamiliar face but a familiar body. The pale-scaled naga that she had seen below the bathroom stall earlier slid into the room once more, overseeing the pile of spent goblins scattered around Tamonten’s prone, semen coated frame with a wry smirk. “Ooooh my~” They said melodramatically, eyes sweeping from one side of the room to the other, ultimately spotting the trail of cum on the floor and following it with her eyes to the still snoozing ogre sitting over in the corner. She quirked and eyebrow and gasped at that, and turned back to Tamonten again with an amazed look.

Her mind was coming back to her by that point, albeit only to a certain extent, and even the greaegek was only so effective at keeping her exhaustion at bay. She began to notice details at that point - the short pointed horns, the long white hair, the relatively slim, fit figure with defined muscle. She wore a skirt and backless top with string ties, both made of a silvery material, and a pair of bronze bracers on her arms. The pale naga was fairly petite, much like Tamonten herself, though the rest of her features matched only in coloration and she lacked the portions blackened by demonic corruption. “Wow…. Didn’t expect this… You REALLY know how to have a good time, huh?”

By that point Krig had provided more than double the amount of cum that Drawneli had commanded, and was sputtering weakly under the golem’s continued strokes. The kitsune’s seed was sitting in the golem’s transparent container, which had expanded to contain each new eruption of her gooey baby batter. The naga glanced in at the bound kitsune as she slithered over tower over the swordswoman, smirked, and then glanced back down at Tamonten while, in the meantime, the goblins began collecting themselves. “Heh, was she in there when you were sucking me off? Guess she likes to watch…. And doesn’t mind if someone else gets you pregnant~” The tip of her tail flicked out and poked Tamonten casually in the stomach, the minor bit of extra pressure causing the semen flooding out of her to exude a bit of extra volume for a moment.

“Mmmm… You know, I’ve never put ‘em unfertilized into someone who'd so recently been fucked,” they continued, and as if on command the organ that Tamonten had forced herself to swallow to the hilt for Krig’s viewing pleasure before the goblins and ogre had had their turns on her began to lengthen, appearing from below the silvery skirt she wore around the portion of her body where her snake and humanoid halves met. “Especially someone who was so… Full~ I’m not actually sure what’ll happen. You might end up carrying a clutch of mine too… But I think that that’s a risk that I am willing to make you take~” She stooped down towards the swordswoman, bending at the waist as her cock - or perhaps more accurately ovipositor - began to approach the impressive size it had sported earlier, but Tamonten still had the time to try and deny the woman if she so wished.

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Spoiler

I am sorry on so many levels for this. I am sorry that this is so terrifyingly immense. I am sorry that its size and my crippling ineptitude ensured that it took me over half a year to finish it, especially while a bunch of other people kept getting progress. I am most sorry that I stalled out the RP this long for an extraneous smut scene. I don’t expect all of this to get an equal response, in fact if you want to not bother with reaction smut at all and either go on to the next scene with the naga or just move on to a timeskip towards actual progress that is perfectly fine with me. I’d actual prefer that we not delay progress if possible, so if you really want to do reaction I’d ask that you do it piecemeal on a googledoc or something and started with the next bit in the actual post.