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The Pooka Prince – Chapter 2, Act 1
Cornelius had struggled to escape the Land of the Dead. In his new beastly form, he had discovered his training as a swordsman greatly enhanced by increased speed and agility. In addition, he wielded a strange psypher sword that been handed to him by a phantom in the land’s depths. With powerful blade in hand, he cut through the endless ranks of the dead and made a deal with the land’s twisted queen for his own freedom.
However, despite his courage and skill he had been discovered by the forces of the Demon Lord, Odin. Unlike the shambling beasts of undead, the Valkyrie were fast and precise and Cornelius quickly found himself overwhelmed by all of them. He was disarmed and brought into the cold stone castle of the Aesir, with his tiny hands now in chains.
Nebulopolis was beautiful city in the far north of Erion. It was constructed of great stone spires that were so tall they broke the clouds. It seemed an appropriate home of warrior women who could fly. Despite the ethereal beauty to the place, Cornelius could only shiver with the cold that ran down his spine. There was nothing warm or soft here, just frigid efficiency. The prince supposed that the war mongering demon lord would construct just such a home for himself.
“I have done nothing wrong,” Cornelius spoke up to his captors as he was lead down the long dark halls of the castle. “Why have you captured me?”
“All those who escape the netherworld are to be quickly dispatched and returned there,” spoke the leader of the Valkyrie escorting him. She was a kindly faced young woman who seemed ill suited to be a warrior. “That is the law set by the king; however, you seem to have life to you that, all other escapees previous, lacked. So, I shall let the king himself judge you.”
“I swear that I am alive, I know not why I was cast into the netherworld,” Cornelius continued to argue. “I even made a deal with the Queen of the Dead herself for safe passage. You must believe me; I have done nothing to provoke this capture.”
“Silence Pooka!” snapped another Valkyrie who approached him. She looked much like a sterner fiercer version of his original captor. Her bust was far more developed and she was slightly taller. Perhaps this was an older sister? “If I had captured you, I would have killed you on the spot,” she said leveling a blue crystal tipped psypher spear at his face. Cornelius reflexively tried to retreat from the dangerous looking weapon. “You only live because Gwendolyn is needlessly soft to your kind.” She lifted a sharp looking boot and knocked the small and vulnerable prince onto his back. Her foot then slid down his furry stomach and then between his legs, her hard toe grinding into his crotch.
Cornelius sucked in a breath as pain and other sensations assaulted him, along with a healthy dose of fear. He could feel something stir and grow hard from the stimulation. Perhaps this form did have genitalia after all? Earlier he assumed his lack of an obvious manhood meant this form had essentially castrated him. However, it seemed to simply be hiding somehow. Cornelius was slightly relieved by this information, but the nature of how it came about was more than a little concerning.
The kindly faced Valkyrie stepped forward, was this Gwendolyn? “I know you disapprove of this, Griselda,” she spoke, her voice soft despite trying to put strength behind her words. “But it is our father, the king’s, duty to judge him, not ours.”
Griselda huffed and turned away, removing her foot from Cornelius’ manhood. Clearly unhappy with this course of action but lacking a proper rebuttal. “Then let us not dawdle, so that he may receive the king’s judgement.”
The Pooka Prince – Chapter 2, Act 2
Cornelius quickly found himself inside the great throne room of Nebulapolis. It was the audience chamber of King Odin, the Demon Lord and master of all Ragnanival. Much like the rest of the city, the place was made of dark stone which made it all look cold and uninviting. Massive open windows displayed the glory of the great spired city, the swirling clouds above and the twinkling stars created an impressive sight. However, the small prince’s eyes were locked upon the master of his fate, Odin.
Of all the royals that ruled land in Erion, Odin was perhaps the most enigmatic. He had a reputation as a powerful warrior, a wise scholar, a wielder of ancient magic, and a cunning general. As expected, he was a massive figure with shoulders that seemed to go on forever. However, Cornelius had no expected him to look so very old. He had a long white beard that extended far down his chest. His face was narrow and lined, which contrasted his hulking form. His pale eyes seemed to suggest a weariness even beyond his many years. Despite his impressive physique he was hunched over throne like a man uncomfortable in his own body. Cornelius did not know what to think of the great king.
He was flanked by his two daughters, who wore military uniforms of Valkyrie. It seemed war was in the very blood of the Ragnanival royal line. They stood with discipline and it gave them each an aura of strength despite how very small they were for fighters. Griselda maintained her haughty glare while holding her powerful looking psypher spear. Gwendolyn seemed worried, but also seemed too well trained to question orders. She held the psypher sword he had been given in the netherworld.
Odin sighed as he rested his head on a massive gauntleted hand. “The Valkyrie are causing a commotion over something so ludicrous?” Odin muttered to himself. His voice was a deep basso that reverberated around the room even at such a low volume. “Is this the sad pooka who calls upon the Demon Lord, who is feared by all?” As he addressed Cornelius directly, his voice suddenly grew in volume and the small prince had to fight his instincts to simply run away. His tone made it seem that the Demon Lord had little patience for the situation.
“Pooka?” Cornelius decided to finally speak up for himself. Many of the others had called him a Pooka but he had no idea what that meant. The curse that had twisted his body, had he become a Pooka? This was a common sight? “I am prince of Titania, Cornelius.” He introduced himself with the proper tone and decorum of a prince speaking to a king. “Ruler of the northern realm, I have no intention of causing any damage or harm to your country. I only request permission to travel across your land.”
Odin narrowed his eyes as he looked down on the prince. Like any wise king he was weighing his options, but it seemed he had little reason to believe Cornelius’s story. “I cannot believe the story of a sinner who managed to escape the Netherworld,” he said simply. He lifted his hand as if to dismiss Cornelius and possibly order his excitation.
Gritting his teeth the small prince stepped forward to defend himself. “I have committed no sins,” he stated defiantly. He might have been cursed, but he was still a prince and he would have his honor.
“So you say…” Odin said dubiously. “But that sword you carry… I remember it well.” At his words Cornelius glanced at the glowing blue blade, held by Gwendolyn. “Tis a special sword our country gave to the previous king of Titania.” As Odin spoke, he seemed to align the presented facts in his mind. “Hmph… You don’t seem to be lying. But if you are a prince and have not sinned, show me your bravery to prove it.” The massive king sat up slightly and stroked his beard in thought. “Hmm… Let’s see…” His eyes opened as he seemed to stumble upon an idea. “In recent weeks a warrior from a distant land has moved into my kingdom. Usually, I would not abide the presence of someone so uncouth, but she has won both wealth and status through a series of fairly fought duels with many of my nobles and officers. She is a ferocious and savage looking woman who wears a black feather in her hair. Face her and retrieve that strange plume from her head. If you should be successful, I shall believe your story.”
Cornelius frowned. He was quite upset that the seemingly wise king could not see the truth in his claims. However, Cornelius was not above honor and respecting the laws of this nation. He would do whatever it took to prove his honor. “I shall comply… I shall prove myself,” he agreed with a deep bow.
Odin only nodded in response. Cornelius wasted no more words and quickly turned and left the imposing throne room. However, only steps away from the door, Princess Gwendolyn quickly followed.
“Let me return your sword,” she said softly as she kindly offered him the hilt of the magic blade.
Cornelius took it and placed it upon his back. He offered her a respectful bow, but then turned to leave. He had said his piece, there was no longer any reason for him to linger here.
“Are you really going to go?” Gwendolyn asked, interrupting his departure.
Cornelius stopped and turned to look at her once more. The only look he offered her was one of determination. In truth he found this country to be a savage one, only able to resolve disputes through violence. Every citizen seemingly held a weapon, even the noble princesses were turned into common soldiers.
“This traveler calls herself an Amazon from the Kingdom of Hydeland,” Gwendolyn explained. “Despite being a woman, she is tall and has seemingly inhuman strength. All who have faced her have been soundly defeated or killed. I doubt she will have mercy on a small Pooka like yourself.” Genuine concern filled Gwendolyn’s eyes. “Father often asks people to perform tasks he knows are impossible.”
Cornelius found himself smiling at the Valkyrie Princess. “Thank you for your concern,” he finally spoke. “But I am Prince of Titania. I shall succeed with honor.” With one last bow, and having said his piece, he turned and left the castle to peruse this amazon.
The Pooka Prince - Chapter 2, Act 3
Cornelius strode forth with determination as he moved through the great capital of Ragnanival. All the determination his little legs could muster anyway. As ridiculous as this whole situation was, he would perform with honor.
His long ears twitched. He turned to see that Gwendolyn was following him. The pretty young princess stopped at his glare, but said nothing. “Why do you follow me, your highness?” Despite being her peer in royal standing, he was a visitor here and he had yet to prove his quality, so best to give her the proper title.
“It is possible that you might attempt to flee,” she said with a slight blush to her cheeks. She was quite attractive. Cornelius wondered if this was the princess that his father had hoped to marry him off to. While she seemed kind, skilled, and honorable, compared to Velvet she looked like nothing more than a child. Velvet was a woman, full grown with curves to match. This Gwendolyn had no breasts at all in comparison. While she did possibly have alluring hips, her skirt and wings camouflaged them. Cornelius shook his head, no reason to be so judgmental on her looks. “If you did, I am sure it would result in your death. I was charged to see you fulfill your task.”
Cornelius did his best to absorb this information with humility. The Valkyrie still considered him a sinner and a cursed soul. He would swallow his pride and show them that his heart was pure.
He Pooka Prince nodded. “Very well, Princess,” he said with a sigh. “Perhaps you can lead me to this beastly woman so that I may accomplish my task?”
After a moment, the Valkyrie Princes nodded. “Very well, please follow me.” She then stepped past him, and began to lead him down the complicated streets.
“I want it to be known I do not intend to slay this Amazon,” Cornelius explained as they walked together. “I will defeat her in combat if I must, but I shall only take from her the plumage upon her head, no more.”
“Do you consider women to be weak, Cornelius?” Gwendolyn asked, she looked away from him as she spoke but he could hear a tension in her words.
“No,” Cornelius said simply. “I was detained by the noble Valkyrie after all. A woman can be just as dangerous as a man. However, as a prince of Titania, I shall follow a code of chivalry. I will not lay my hands upon a woman in malice. I have my honor.”
“If you hold back against this Amazon, she will strike your head from your shoulders,” Gwendolyn explained. “She will have no reservations about harming you.”
The prince nodded. “Be that as it may, fair princess, I will follow my honor,” and he meant it. Cornelius always followed his heart without hesitation.
Gwendolyn looked at him from over her shoulder. She said nothing but her eyes were measuring him. He hoped that she believed his words. So many men spoke of honor and duty but they were just words. Cornelius hoped to live by his word.
After several minute Gwendolyn eventually stopped before a great tower. “The Amazon has taken this tower as her home for now,” she explained. “She sleeps a lot of the day, and spends her nights drinking and fighting. She should still be resting inside.”
Cornelius bowed. “Thank you for showing me the way, fair princess,” he said to her and then strode past. “Now to show this country my honor.”
The Pooka Prince - Chapter 2, Act 4
Cornelius strode into a lavish bed chamber. He figured it once belonged to a rich lord or celebrated officer before this Amazon came to claim it as her own. A massive bed sat in the corner of the room and a figure lay in a tangle of sheets and blankets. A light snoring sound filled the room. She was certainly asleep, but Cornelius would not be so foolhardy as to think she would not awake if she sensed danger.
He turned and looked at Gwendolyn. The Valkyrie Princess nodded to him and made no move and no sound. She would observe from the doorway it seemed.
A knave might try to sneak the prize while she was asleep, or perhaps attack her while unawares. However, Cornelius would never stoop so low.
“Amazon!” he declared in his most princely tone. “I am Cornelius, Prince of Titania. I have come to challenge you to a duel. I seek the black plume you keep upon your head. If you know honor you will accept a fair bout!”
As he spoke the tangle of sheets began to stir. A woman’s voice grumbled from the bed and slowly she began to emerge, her back to Cornelius. The figure the prince saw, he could only describe as a goddess. She stood very tall for a woman, easily twice the pooka’s height. Platinum blond locks of wavy hair cascaded down her back. Her skin was sun tanned but not dark. He glimpsed her back before her hair covered it, and it was well toned with powerful looking muscles. Her thighs and backside were simply enormous, her legs decorated with crisscrossing diamond shaped tattoos, that resembled a runic design. She wore a tight thong that rode up her ass cleavage, leaving her backside on complete display. The amazon was clearly very athletic and powerful, but her muscles did not cover her femininity. He caught a glimpse of her chest, and her breasts were full and voluptuous, not at all lessened by her physique. So many women who pursued physical power became androgenous as a side effect, somehow this amazon was able to have both. Perhaps she was not quite human?
Cornelius could not help but compare her to his beloved Velvet. Perhaps she would have looked like this amazon if she had not followed a magical path in life? This creature was possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He found himself admiring her at length and blushing heavily.
Without warning the woman moved into action. She sprang across the room and had produced a long poleaxe out of seemingly nowhere. She was shockingly fast!
Cornelius drew his psypher sword, the blue blade slicing through the air and meeting the massive axe. There was a heavy clash of steel on crystal blade. The magical sword should have sliced clean through her weapon, but for whatever reason it did not. The pooka prince slid back from the sheer force of the impact. Only his use of an enchanted sword kept him from being flung into the wall. Sparks of magic lightning pulsed through the weapon.
In that instant of clashing weapons, Cornelius was able to catch of glimpse of her face. Despite her reputation as a savage, she had a simply gorgeous face, he might even call her cute. Her eyes were large and round and it gave her an almost girlish appearance. A simple band lay over her forehead, which held the black feather. Her bountiful breasts were held by a string bikini looking garment that was covered in metallic scales. It was the only other piece of clothing on her body. She maintained her modesty, but was essentially naked.
Cornelius slid his weapon from the clash and ducked under a powerful axe swing. Then, using his new rabbit-like agility, he sprang to the wall behind him and then jumped from the wall directly as his foe. He gave himself a spin and held out his sword, turning himself into a deadly projectile.
The Amazon leapt out the way with shocking agility for a woman of her size. Cornelius flew past, but righted himself in the air, landing against the opposite wall and once again sending himself straight at her, but this time, at her back. He performed a strong, doublehanded horizontal slice, aiming to cut the feather from her head. However, she ducked down low, anticipating the attack, and his blade cut cleanly through the air.
Cornelius flew past her once more, landing hard against the wall. He did his best to turn quickly but he was too slow. The Amazon had flung her massive weapon like a projectile at him. In a panic he rose his own weapon to block. However, he was not ready for the sheer power behind flying weapon. His psypher sword protected him against the blow, but the impact knocked it from his hands, both weapons going flying. His psypher sword clattered across the ground, while the poleaxe planted deep into the wall, only feet from where Gwendolyn was standing.
The Valkyrie Princess cried out in surprise but did not move.
Cornelius shook his head to get his bearing but he was too slow. The Amazon was launching herself, bodily at him. Her powerful legs kicked out in savage attack. This woman was skilled in unarmed combat as well. She wore no boots nor shoes but her well callused foot connected solidly with Cornelius’ chest. The air was knocked from his small frame as he was driven into the floor, under the woman’s heel.
His head swam and his miniature form struggled. However, the Amazon did not let up and quickly grabbed him and put him into a hold, pinning him to the ground. As a result, her bountiful breasts pressed against his face. He blushed as he tried to look up at the warrior woman from inside of her cleavage.
She looked down at him, her battle-hardened glare, slowly softened, her eyes going wider as she took in his appearance. “Oh, you are just the cutest thing!” she said in a voice that was much higher pitched than Cornelius had expected.
“Uhh,” was all the prince could say before her strong arms pulled him close for a tender embrace. He could not fight her, but this was far more preferable than being pinned to the floor. His face squished into her pillowy breasts. Her hold was gentle but still left no room for escape.
“I had no idea Erion had such cuties!” the Amazon said in the tone of a school girl meeting a puppy. She giggled as she held Cornelius close.
The noble prince struggled, unsure of how to best proceed. He no longer feared for his life, but he had certainly lost his dignity. His face flushed and he felt his manhood stir. Without proper clothes he could not hide himself. Try as he might to master his body, a man could only do so much when smothered in the breasts of a goddess.
The Amazon grinned down at Cornelius, her cheeks blushing as she continued to hug him tight. “Hehehe, I win this duel, so no feather for you,” she teased. “But what do I get for being the victor?”
“Uh well I uhh,” Cornelius rasped, doing his best to get in a breath when squeezed so hard in her arms.
“Oh, what’s this?” she asked, raising and eyebrow. She looked down to see that Cornelius’ member had emerged from the fur between his legs and was not pressing against her well-defined abs. She blushed harder and her grin grew wide and mischievous. “Well, well, I see what this cutie wants to give me.”
“Ap-apologies, miss,” Cornelius said, feeling incredibly ashamed of his body, he was mortified. “If you would just release me, I could hide my shame once more.”
The amazon let loose another giggle, this one less childish and more suggestive. “No no, I won the duel, and now something of yours belongs to me,” she said, quoting one of the laws of this land. “And you fought good and hard for a little guy.” She sucked in a soft breath as a free hand slid up her body, touching her thigh, abdomen, breast and neck. “It got me good and hot. I think I know exactly what I want from you.”
The Pooka Prince – Chapter 2, Act 5
She sat down on the massive bed and leaned back, shoulders against the headboard. She then gripped Cornelius’ fuzzy head in one hand, and slid his face down her body, past her breasts, across her abs, over her navel and finally atop her crotch. Her tight string thong was also decorated in steel scales. Her free hand flicked free a simple tie and the garment went loose, exposing her womanhood. She possessed no pubic hair; her pussy was completely naked.
Cornelius blinked at the display, completely unable to form words. The smell of sweat and sweet femininity assaulted the pooka’s sensitive nose as his face was forced down between her legs.
“Now, eat my pussy,” she purred. “If you do good enough then perhaps, I’ll let you do more.”
The situation was a bit overwhelming to the prince. His experience with pleasing women was somewhat lacking. Still, if she was not pleased by his performance, he had no doubt that she could crush his head with her incredible thighs. He sucked in nervous breath and then went to work.
His tongue gently slid across the fold of her privates. As a gentleman he wanted to pleasure her with dignity and grace. He was an educated man after all, and knew that the key piece to giving pleasure to a woman was locating her clitoris. His furry hands gently rested on her thighs as his head moved up and down her womanhood, his tongue working with slow dedication. The hand on his head, making sure he did not attempt to pull away. Soon, her clitoris emerged from the folds of her pussy.
The Amazon sighed and let out a quavering breath. “Wow, you are so soft and gentle,” she said though deep breaths. “I’ve only had women eat out my pussy so delicately.” She then let out a soft moan, her back arching slightly and pushing forth her glorious breasts. The amazon then reached out and removed her nearly pointless bikini top, letting her tits out in full display, her nipples erect.
She then turned to Gwendolyn who stood silently by the door. The Valkyrie princess blushed heavily as she watched the unexpected result of the duel.
“Hey, cutie, you want to have some fun too?” The amazon asked with a grin, before letting out another heated breath. “I’d love to taste your little pussy.”
“Nn-no!” Gwendolyn spat out in shock and shame. “I, I am a princess, daughter of the Demon Lord.” Her high-pitched voice sounding cute despite her attempting to sound authoritative. “I have been sent to simply observe.”
The amazon shivered as Cornelius began to focus entirely on her clitoris. “You like to watch?” she asked with a wink. “Th-Then enjoy the show.” She gripped the pooka’s head harder and pushed down. Cornelius’s tongue the slid deep inside of her wet and eager pussy. The amazon let out a low moan of pleasure, tilting her head back and shivering with the sensation. “Oh, fuck that’s good.” Her hips began to raise up, rocking back and forth in time with Cornelius’s caresses.
The Pooka Prince slowly started to get a feel for this task. He listened and felt for her shivers and moans, his long ears perking up with every quavering breath. With that information he knew exactly where and how to touch her to bring out the most pleasure. He continued to stroke her clitoris up and down as his tongue slid as deep as possible into her hungry pussy.
“Oh fuck, FUCK!” the Amazon cursed in pleasure. Her ass lifted from the bed as her body reacted strongly to his attention. Her thighs clamped around his head, but they were not as hard as he had expected, the soft flesh enwrapping his head. Despite that he continued to work with utmost dedication. He could feel his own body reacting to his actions and the closeness to such a woman. He nearly started to stroke himself off he was so aroused.
“Haa haaa yes!” the amazon cried, her voice raising in pitch. “Yes yes!” Her back and neck arched, her whole powerful body bending backwards with impressive flexibility. Her free hand pinched her nipple hard and a loud groan escaped her lips. “I’m gonna cum already,” she moaned. “I’m gonna fucking cum from your little tongue.”
Cornelius was no longer interested in being delicate. His lips and tongue worked furiously with all his power and speed. Her pussy grew wetter and wetter as he worked, her body tensing and shaking harder as he progressed.
“Eat that pussy, bunny,” she said in a tone that sounded like mix of an order and begging. “Eat it… eat it! Yes…YES… keep going… y-yeah yeah… right there… right there, right there!” Her volume and pitched increased as she spoke, her body bending farther and farther. Cornelius was forced to stand on the bed to continue to reach her pussy. “Fuck! I’m cumming… cumming!”
A spray of liquid burst from her womanhood and blasted Cornelius in the face. He was just grateful it was not urine. The amazon cried out in passion as her body twisted and bucked. True to her word she was having a powerful orgasm. Her hand forced his face down into her pussy even as she climaxed. He looked up to see her tongue sticking far out of her mouth, her eyes glazed over.
A moment later she landed back onto the bed hard, bouncing Cornelius onto his back. “Oh fuck bunny!” the amazon said in a breathy rasp. She quickly rolled onto her hands and knees, facing the pooka. Her hand grabbed his fully erect member and her lips instantly wrapped around his tip. “How can such a little guy have such a big cock?” she asked awkwardly, his dick between her lips. She eagerly began to suck him off, her long hair swaying with each bob of her head.
Cornelius moaned and tensed at the sudden sensation. It felt amazing! He could do nothing to stop her and he wouldn’t have even if he could.
“I sucked a goblin cock once, but it wasn’t nearly so big,” she mumbled around his cock.
“A g-goblin?” Cornelius spluttered out before could think about what he was saying.
“Yeah, whole tribe caught me in a trap,” the amazon said casual as she licked his length from bottom to top. “They raped me for days, each taking turned with my mouth and pussy. It was some of the most fun I’ve ever had.”
Cornelius gaped at her story. He honestly had no idea how to respond to such a claim.
“When I was finally satisfied, I broke free and took all their treasure. I hope some survived,” she said with a shrug. “I like little ones, but generally they don’t have a cock like this!”
Cornelius was somewhat shocked by the size of his member. Had it somehow grown in this form? Or perhaps it remained the same size while his body shrank around it? The prince had never been crass enough to try and measure himself, so there was no way to know.
“Ah!” The pooka prince tensed and moaned as he felt the sensation of the woman’s mouth on his manhood grow almost overwhelming. Honestly, he was surprised he lasted as long as he did. Perhaps his new form helped with his stamina? Or maybe it was simply the fact that his partner was a stranger and lack of romance lessened the pleasure?
The amazon withdrew her mouth from his pulsing cock and offered him a toothy smile. She then rolled over again and laid back on her massive bed, spreading her legs wide. “Alright bunny,” she said and then she slapped her wet pussy. “Put that right here.”
“But, uh I…” Cornelius hesitated. He did not want to cheat on Velvet. She was his light and his reason for life. But then again, his body yearned for release, and this goddess was giving him permission, she was insisting on it. Could he really make-love to a stranger just like that?
“What’s the problem, bunny?” the amazon asked when he did not instantly start to plow her.
“Um miss?” Cornelius asked. “Might I perhaps ask your name?” Cornelius blushed at just how silly this all seemed but he wanted to at least know her name.
The amazon blinked at Cornelius, her face starting to blush harder. Her eyes darted away from his, as if ashamed. “Um… Eudora,” she said softly.
“Eudora?” Cornelius asked, thinking back to his lessons. “Meaning good gift?” He could not help as smile at her as she lay there, her incredible body on full display for him.
His words made her blush even harder. Something about the question made the situation slightly more intimate for the woman and it flustered her greatly.
With a deep breath, Cornelius walked forward, grabbing her hips and pushed his manhood into her open privates. She wrapped around his length with impossible strength. Cornelius had never felt anything like it before. Velvet’s womanhood had been amazing but this was like a whole new level. He groaned hard as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into Eudora’s insides.
“UUuhh!” Eudora moaned suddenly, her shoulders hunching up and her neck arching. “F-Fuck it’s even bigger than I thought!” It took him a moment but eventually the prince was entirely inside of the amazon. “What… what’s your name again bunny?”
“Cornelius,” he answered with a slight bow of his head.
Eudora smiled. “Then fuck me, Cornelius,” she said, their eyes meeting with an intense gaze.
The prince did as he was instructed. It was slightly awkward with a woman twice his height, but with her laying down he could manage it. He thrust his hips back and forth, his length moving deeply inside her tight pussy with each push. It felt divine.
“Cor-neli-us,” Eudora said haltingly as her hips began to move in time with his thrusting. “Uuuuh it feels good!” she moaned. As she shifted back and forth, her hair shimmered and waved over her shoulders and chest. Her platinum blond hair was the perfect decoration for her glorious breasts as they swayed and bounced upon her chest.
A pang of guilt ran through Cornelius’ heart but that not slow his pace. In fact, he only sped up as they continued. “Eudora, you are an incredible woman,” he said through his heavy panting.
His words caused her to blush even harder and in response her pussy squeezed even more tightly around his length. He shivered and moaned, arching her head back again. “Your bunny dick is fucking me so good! I-I can’t believe it!” she moaned in joy. Her back now arching upwards, her breasts pushing through her hair and thrusting up into the air. “Fuck fuck, don’t stop now!”
Cornelius got lost in moment, thrusting with everything he could manage. He thought he would peak several times, but somehow, he found the strength to continue. He would make sure his partner would not be left unsatisfied. His own neck and back started to arch as the pleasure shot through his small frame. His long ears twitched back and forth.
Eudora’s hands gripped the bedsheets on either side of her as she let forth another loud moaning cry. She looked up past Cornelius and smiled at Gwendolyn who still stood in the doorway. “Enjoying the show, little girl?” she asked.
Cornelius turned to look at Princess Gwendolyn. She was staring at the pair intently and shaking slightly. She was holding her spear before her, like it would somehow protect her from the display she was watching. However, when Cornelius looked closer, he noticed the haft of her spear had slid between her legs and was pressed up against her crotch. With her skirt pulled up slightly he saw the spear’s shaft pressed hard against her privates. Gwendolyn was slowly rocking her hips back and forth, causing her pussy and clitoris to rub along the length of her spear. “It’s m-my duty to w-watch,” she said softly and bit her lip, holding back a moan of her own. The princess was quite the voyeur it seemed.
Cornelius looked back to his partner. Eudora tensed and moaned and shook. Her soft looking breasts wobbled in an appealing display of her body. The pooka prince somehow continued to thrust even if he felt as if his body would give out at any second. The amazon had an incredibly demanding body and he wanted to appease her in that moment more than anything.
“I’m about to cum from your great big bunny dick,” Eudora breathed as their eyes met, her hair looking disheveled and plastered to her sweaty skin, covering one of her eyes. Her eyes then rolled up into her head, the pace of her rocking hips intensifying. She let out a howling moan that reverberated around the room.
Cornelius cried out himself a moment later. Despite his focus and dedication his body could no longer hold out. He shivered and then his whole form went suddenly stiff. His hands gripped Eudora’s thighs hard and thrust into her deeply. His tall ears went suddenly straight and shivered on top of his head. He felt his loins pulse again and again as he poured semen deeply into Eudora’s womb.
Eudora continued to cry out as she felt Cornelius fill her. Her back arched like never before as she cried to the heavens. Her savage pussy exploded with wetness as she sprayed and gushed her fluids. Her hands gripped the headboard behind her, her muscles flexing, and one of the bedknobs snapped off the edge of the bed, her grip was so powerful.
The prince shivered and gasped as the orgasm finally ended. He felt completely drained. What in Erion had he just done? He had betrayed Velvet with some strange foreign woman. His ears drooped as guilt replaced the savage animal desire that had filled him only minutes before. Before he could say something, Eudora grabbed him and pulled him to her chest.
Once again, he was resting between her impossibly large and soft breasts. The amazon smiled down at him, a look of satisfaction on her face. “I can’t remember the last time I came so hard,” she whispered into his long and sensitive ear. Cornelius found himself blushing at the compliment, but not knowing how exactly to respond to it.
The sound of a thigh pitched whine grabbed his attention. He looked up to see Gwendolyn shivering and holding herself up by the door. Her crotch was wet and her knees wobbled weakly as she did her best not to fall over. It seems she brought herself to climax while watching the pair.
“You sure you don’t want to join us?” Eudora asked. “I like little girls like you, and I’m sure you’d like to have this big bunny dick inside your tight little pussy.”
Gwendolyn blushed heavily and turned her head in disgust. “Hmph,” she scoffed. “I would never lower myself to such debase actions.” She acted like typical uptight princess even after masturbating in front of them.
Eudora looked down at Cornelius again with a raised eyebrow. A wide grin then crossed her face, showing off her perfect teeth. Without warning she leapt from the bed, completely naked and launched herself towards the small princess.
“Wait, what are you…?” Gwendolyn cried out. Her spear was quickly knocked from her hands and it when flying into the corner of the room.
Eudora quickly grappled the Valkyrie pinning her arms over her head. She then thrust her knee between Gwendolyn’s legs, forcing them to spread open wide.
“No l-let me go!” Gwendolyn cried as she struggled in vain against the muscular amazon. She might be a princess but, in this room, she was just another woman. “Let me hmmm!” her words were cut off as Eudora pressed a passionate kiss onto her lips. Gwendolyn struggled but her body just shivered in response to the intimate kiss. Despite herself her lips opened wide and their tongues began to caress one another.
Cornelius watched as Eudora turned Gwendolyn around, keeping her arms pinned over her head but spreading her legs wide for the prince to see. “N-Nnoo!” the princess cried helplessly as her panties were pulled down her legs, her boots pulled off, and her dress yanked down to expose her petite breasts. She twisted and yanked but Eudora’s inhuman strength was too much for her. Her black wings shifted and ruffled but to no effect.
The amazon’s finger slid into Gwendolyn’s open pussy. “N-No, I-I don’t w-want this!” Gwendolyn cried. Her neck arched as she moaned deeply. Despite her words her body seemed to be greatly enjoying itself. Despite her body being somewhat lacking in feminine charms, Cornelius could not stop himself from getting aroused at the display.
“Wow, your pussy is so tight!” Eudora said admiringly. “Like you really want to suck my finger deep inside of you.”
Gwendolyn turned her head to object but Eudora silenced her with another kiss. Despite herself, Gwendolyn sighed as their lips met in a hungry kiss. Her hips shifted back and forth as her pussy was gently fucked by Eudora’s finger.
Cornelius approached the pair, his manhood standing straight once more.
“You can’t ignore that huge bunny cock, can you?” Eudora asked Gwendolyn. Grabbing the valkyrie’s head he bent the woman over and brought her head down to the level of Cornelius’s manhood.
“N-No, not that,” Gwendolyn objected, her face blushing deeply, her eyes widening in awe of the massive dick before here. “I don’t want to-“ her words were cut off again and Eudora pushed her forward, Gwendolyn’s mouth suddenly filling with cock.
“Just like that, little girl,” Eudora said as she moved Gwendolyn’s head back and forth. “Suck it just like that.” One hand on her head and the other deep inside of her pussy, Eudora manipulated Gwendolyn like a sex puppet.
Gwendolyn moaned and gagged and slurped as she adjusted to the situation. Her eyes looked up at Cornelius as his massive cock spread her lips wide. She looked so cute and innocent which only turned Cornelius on more. He grabbed her hair and began to thrust himself into her mouth and throat. Gwendolyn’s eyes opened even wider as he started to fuck her face.
Her whole body vibrated and her pussy gushed hard. “Wow this girl was super repressed,” Eudora commented as she watched Gwendolyn’s powerful reaction. She pushed a second finger into Gwendolyn’s gushing pussy, causing her to moan again at an even higher pitch. Her wings spread and twisted as her back arched. More and more of Cornelius’ cock filled her mouth, her eyes rolled up in her head.
Cornelius actually got worried about the girl, her reaction to everything was so intense, almost violent. He pulled himself from her mouth, scared he might be choking her.
Instantly Gwendolyn gasped, sucking in air. But it quickly turned into a deep moan, her pussy gushing again and again. Her svelte form shaking wildly, her hips bucking with each gush of her privates. Her eyes were still rolled up into the back of her head.
Eudora removed her fingers from Gwendolyn’s pussy as her orgasm started to fade. Her hands held up the small woman, keeping her legs spread in an impressive split. “Now, I want to see how she takes your cock,” Eudora said with a wide smile.
“I’m not sure…” Cornelius said, despite his cock being hard and ready for more.
Gwendolyn gasped and shivered as he rested her back against Eudora. She barely seemed to be paying attention. Her pussy, red and swollen, seemed to pulse as it was exposed to the air, as if it was asking for more.
The pooka prince was more beast than man now it seemed. At the erotic sight of this girl, he could no longer hold himself back. Grabbing her hips he thrust himself into her exposed womanhood. He groaned as she wrapped around him tightly. She felt so different than both Velvet and Eudora, but she was still incredible. She was so narrow and his girth so impressive, that one could see the outline of his cock as her body distended around him.
“UUUuuhhh nn-nnooo!!” Gwendolyn cried out in sudden shock. Her arms flew up and grabbed Eudora’s shoulders. “I don’t want to fuck a pooka!” she moaned, her small breasts bouncing as Cornelius thrust into her. Her moans came loud and intense as her body was filled beyond its capacity. She shook her head back and forth in denial. “I don’t want a pooka to make my pregnant!”
Cornelius panted as he continued to thrust into her. Her objections did not seem to reach her body as she rocked her hips in time with his own. “You feel incredible, princess,” he groaned as they continued to fuck against Eudora’s chest.
Gwendolyn blushed as tears ran down her cheeks. Her neck arched with another moan. Eudora kissed her again as the princess was lost in the passion of losing her virginity. The amazon’s hands then reached around and caressed Gwendolyn’s small breasts.
Cornelius knew he would not last very long, most of his strength being drained by Eudora. However, judging by Gwendolyn’s reactions he figured he would not need to.
“Is that pooka cock going to make you cum?” Eudora asked, looking into Gwendoyln’s wide eyes.
“Yes… yessss…..!” Gwendolyn whined erotically as her body twisted and shifted. “I’m…. I’m cumming from pooka cock!!” Her whole body bent into a bow as the orgasm hit her. Her mouth opened wide in a scream of pleasure, her tongue flailing about wildly, saliva flying from her mouth. Her eyes rolled up into her head once more.
Her pussy clamped down on Cornelius like never before. The pooka prince groaned as he could no longer hold back. His cock erupted once again filling the princess with a huge amount of his semen. He was shocked that he still had more to give after everything.
Gwendolyn renewed her cries as she felt seed fill her womb. Her body trashing about wildly, but Eudora’s strong arms were able to help her mostly still.
With a sigh Cornelius withdrew from the princess. White goo oozed from her wide-open pussy, as her womb simply could not hold the sheer volume of the stuff that had invaded her.
With one last gasp, Gwendolyn went limp in Eudora’s arms. It seems everything had been too much for her and she passed out. Eudora gently placed her down on the ground.
Cornelius frowned at the sight. “I am afraid that if the Demon Lord learns of his daughter’s violation, then he will never forgive us,” he said softly. “It is a well-known fact that Valkyrie believe they cannot die on the battlefield if they are virgins. This will not be an offense easily forgiven.”
Eudora shrugged before moving to a heavy chest in the side of the room. She bent over and proceeded to open it up wide. Cornelius could not stop himself from admiring her shapely ass as she bent down.
The amazon then produced a vial of something from the chest. “Here we are.” She approached Gwendolyn’s form and removed the lid of the vial, exposing a small attached dropper. With a gentle squeeze of her fingers, she sent a single drop down onto both of Gwendolyn’s eyelids. The liquid slid down her skin and seems to sink into the Valkyrie’s eyes. Almost instantly, Gwendolyn sighed and rolled over, her twisted face changing to that of someone sleeping quite soundly.
“What did you do?” Cornelius asked.
“She’ll wake up, fit as a fiddle in a few hours,” Eudora explained as she returned the vial to her chest. “She will feel amazing but her memory of what she was doing before she fell asleep will be hazy.”
Cornelius eyes widened at the concept of such an elixir. Did Eudora often take advantage of people and then wipe their memories? It was an incredibly evil concoction!
Eudora giggled as she reached down and picked Cornelius up. “Now… want to fuck my ass this time?”
The Pooka Prince – Chapter 2, Act 6
Cornelius strode up to the Demon Lord’s Throne the next morning. In his hand he held the black feather that was unmistakable as anything other than what the amazon displayed through her hair. Gwendolyn stood by Odin’s side, looking proper and noble. It seems that she had indeed forgotten their encounter the previous night.
“Pooka,” Odin’s deep voice grumbled. “No, Prince of Titania,” he corrected himself. “I praise your bravery and welcome you as a guest of our kingdom.”
Cornelius frowned and sighed. “Many have called me that since I awoke in the netherworld,” he said softly. “I would like you ask you, why do you call me ‘pooka?’”
Odin scratched at his long beard as he considered the question. “Those like yourself who have been cursed into the form of beasts are known as pookas,” he explained. “Tis a powerful curse, not even I, knower of thousands of magics, can break it.”
The princes’ frown deepened at those words. He had indeed become a beast, a slave to his base desires, her had done things that he would never forgive himself for. Perhaps he deserved such a fate, to be forever cursed.
He shook his head. No, this had been done to him, this bestial nature had been thrust upon him, and he would not wallow in despair. He would discover who had done this to him find a way to return to his natural form.
“If someone’s trying to trap me, I must stop them…” he said to Odin, as well as to himself. “Your Majesty, ‘tis my wish to return to my homeland as soon as possible.”
“Do as you wish,” Odin said with a nod of understanding. “Gwendolyn, escort the prince to Ragnanival’s border.”
Without hesitation the princess bowed to her father. “As you wish.”
“I appreciate your help, King Odin,” Cornelius said with his own bow.
Gwendolyn approached Cornelius. “My apologies for my behavior, I was unaware of your impressive skills,” she spoke with the tone of respect, like a princess speaking to a prince.
The prince blushed at her words, unable to stop himself from imaging Gwendolyn bound and crying out in pleasure as he savagely violated her womanhood. Impressive skills indeed.
“N-No, thank you for your hospitality,” Cornelius said somewhat awkwardly.
With one final bow he turned and the pair left the throne room.
Cornelius was not sure how many times Eudora had used him the night before. They fucked savagely and then cuddled softly, and then fucked savagely again. The whole experience had been overwhelming but his bestial form was able to keep up. When he had awoke, he found a letter next to the feather on a side table. The letter had explained that she had a wonderful time and that the feather was to thank him for the night. She then explained that she needed to return to her companions to search for the ‘Dragon’s Crown’ whatever that was.
Reading the letter made Cornelius feel somewhat empty inside. Eudora had been intense but holding her close also felt right, in a way. But he had just been a toy for her in the end it seemed. Still, he had been grateful for the feather.
But not was not the time for doubt. He had to return to his homeland and discover who had been manipulating him. And perhaps he might even return to his true form, and forget about all of this.
With no more hesitation, he strode forth.