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The Summoner himself was one of the most important trolls in Alternia for defeating the HIC, but in turn, his forces after their victory would have to fight an evil every caste could not have predicted. The evil was so great that many trolls ended up kneeling to its power for it endures even past any ideology’s preconception of evil.

The dark forces need not hold swords as the troll's mind is easily corrupted, the only ones who can stop them are the sensational knights- those in Alternia who stand against dark evils that dwell in the cruel world. Most of these monsters themselves are created from the sins of trollmanity- manifested into form to drag or corrupt any whom they pass on to forgo all they hold dear for short-term pleasure. Such seduction is so captivating that kingdoms and empires have fallen when they sneak through the cracks- and eventually into their pants.

In short, if the Knights of Sensation hadn't come along during this pivotal moment in history- trolls would have more than likely been nothing but pets to the dark forces to expand their world. Even now though, they fight a losing fight even as their society advances... So do they.
But soon, he would realize that the balance of the world always returns to normal even with victories under his belt

-This story will include various bad end scenes of Tavros losing to ‘highblood monsters’ who corrupt the knight into becoming a sex slave, the main storyline being Gamzee the succubus

Descent into the Main Lair

Tavros himself was a bronze who was the direct descendant of such a legendary hero, much so that it wasn't even a question that he became a Sensation knight in order to fight the neverending forces. Even if he had other thoughts on it, he felt that if he lived just like his ancestor then maybe he would find his own happiness in a dim world.

Inside a walled-off kingdom of Saint-Michel played one of the leylines of the Darkmess’s dimension, if it was sealed away then trollmanity would be saved from whatever forces might lie beyond what anyone would become the slaves of the once prosperous kingdom. But in reality, he wasn't as chivalrous as he thought he was, the moment he reached the entrance, he could already feel the oppressive aura coming from the open gate- beckoning one to enter, but to never return.

“STUPID nITRAM, ‘GO tO SAINT-MICHEL’ HE SAID, ‘ALL tHE GLORY WITH AS LITTLE WORK AS POSSIBLE’ HE SAID, wHAT IS THAT” he spoke to himself as he pointed at the large cylinder lodged into the middle of the kingdom into the sky.

“If I go back now i'll look like a coward…” with a striped jousting lance he takes a deep breath- only to be caught out by the thick smell of lavender in the air

“aAAAAAAAAAAHHHH……, tHE THINGS I DO JUST TO GET PEOPLE OFF MY ASS FOR ONCE, i JUST CANT CATCH A BREAK” His stubborn bull pride keeps him from turning back, so now he shall solemnly march into the depths of the Fallen Kingdom.

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[Incutroll- a being that sustains itself on the sexual energy of other trolls, enjoys toying with its victims before eventually making them submit to their carnal desires, under moonlight one can find themselves entranced by their hellish beauty]

Tavros found himself venturing into the abandoned village near the beachside, the place was lurking with many dark fuzzy gremlins that dissipated at the slightest touch of his lance, from this confidence, the knight found themselves spending a lot of time grinding in the small area as there weren't any big giant monsters that could crush him in mere seconds.

The goal here mostly in the young man's mind was to rack up a bunch of precious trinkets, if he could get enough from these bite-sized grunts then he could quit the Sensation Knights and go try to become a merchant in another section of Alternia. But little did he know that these little guys actually had a supervisor who was quite unhappy with the current affairs

“OoOh MoThErFuCkEr WhAt YoU uP aNd DoInG iN mY pArT oF tHe KiNgDoM?” Tavros’s blood ran cold as the small beings scattered into the dark from their tormenter. On top of a broken-down clown church stood a troll-like being with purple horns and haphazard clown makeup.
“uHHHH-”
“I aSkEd A qUeStIoN, yOu GoN aNsWeR…….”
They then stood up, revealing how they wore only a chest strap, long gloves, and long socks. “Their purple impish tail flicked in the moonlight as their glowing yellow eyes stared down at their soon-to-be-victim”
“oR dO i HaVe To ExTrAcT oNe FrOm YoU cUtIe? “
The Bronze could feel the difference of power between him and the being, he could tell from the look in their eye that this wasn't their first rodeo with handling knights like him, he looked to be an Incutroll that was hungry for its next meal, one that dressed like a clown- possibly to get a rise out of any knight who might be a low blood for glory.

He was going to run in the other direction, but somehow they teleported from the rooftop to right in front of them, practically scaring the armor right off of him.
“sTAY BACK, i'M NOT UHHH,, aFRAID TO USE THIS”
The clown double takes at the striped lance
“YoU bEeN bUlLyInG mY lItTlE gReMlInS wItH sOmE lIcOrIcE-lOoKiN lAnCe?”
They prod and poke at the tip
“Oh THAT'S aDORABLE, hOw AbOuT i ShOw YoU wHaT a ReAl WeApOn Is?”
A juggling pin gets pulled from their back out of nowhere in a flash-
CRASH

Tavros's mind couldn't even process for a moment what happened until he realized his armor had broken off into pieces, his body was launched into some abandoned home absolutely dazed as his hearing was shot. The cold ground and his hot body finally helped him register that he somehow let go of the lance that he was gripping so tightly.

“oH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK”

In his adrenaline-filled state, he only looked around to see the demon was gone

“Oh YoUr JuSt My TyPe.”
Tavros tracks the voice to the second floor, there was a hole where the clown peered down at him with his broken in half lance

“JuSt A bIg OlD mUsClE tRoLl ThAt I cAn SuCk ThE eNeRgY oUt Of FoR a LoNg TiMe.”
They land right on his abdomen…. Yet Tavros wasn't in pain, he couldn't feel anything, and his body was not listening to him anymore

“DoNt WoRrY yOuR mInDs GoNnA bE fAr GoNe BeFoRe DeAtH bEcOmEs A wOrRy.”
His clothes burned quickly away by some purple flame, leaving only his nude body, taking a wooden chair, they moved it right at Tavros’s legs, turning it forward towards him before sitting casually in it, he then began to toy with his unmoving prey

“NaMeS mAsTeR mAkArA tO yOu, GaMzEe MaKaRa MoThErFuCkEr”
The soles of his feet rubbed onto his meat so casually, the bronze was petrified as his torture was unavoidable, he couldn't even utter a word to try to talk his way out as they stared him down with bedroom eyes.
Then, in between Gamzee's toes, nice and slowly, the fabrics of the socks rubbed just so good on his bull cock, it was almost insane how something could feel so good while in such a humiliating position.
“JuSt GiVe It Up, I'vE aLrEaDy MaDe A pEt OuT oF sOmE oThEr 'KnIgHtS' oR wHaTeVeR yOu WaNnAbE's CaLl YoUrSeLfS”

The stepping of the feet become more harsh as his large cock was aimed directly at his own face, the precum of his nearly getting his nose from how rough Gamzee rubbed his feet onto them
“YoU gOt No FiGhT lEfT iN yOu, GoNnA cUm To My FeEt JuSt LiKe ThAt?”
Tavros still was frozen, the only thing that he could utter was grunts and disapproval of his claims, but even then those pleas were ignored
“IlL tElL yOu OnE lAsT tHiNg BeFoRe YoUr MiNd BrEaKs”
The light stomping and big toe sounding got slightly rougher, Tavros could feel his load coming any moment, drips of it already coming out in whimpers
“ReMeMbEr ThAt LaVeNdEr SmElL? tHaT wAs ThE bArRiEr To ThE kInGdOm, AnY wHo PaSs It WiLl BeCoMe NoThInG bUt LuStFuL sLaVeS iF tHeY cUm To A dEnIzEn HeRe”
With one last squish from the base to the tip, Tavros blows the bronze load all over himself, heaps of bull cum covering his face as his eyes turn from black to dark purple, his mouth simply drools open as he feels all the rationality of his mind quickly being replaced by the need to cum over and over
“LiKe YoUr AbOuT tO bE.”

GAME OVER

Bad End 001: The Clowns Pet Bull

In some bedroom somewhere, lay a large knight on top of a small incutroll in the doggie position, despite how small the clown was compared to him, the cock itself indented with every thrust causing the smaller troll to grunt and honk happily.

“wHY ARE MY BALLS,,,, sO FUUUCKING FUUUULLL,,,,,,,,, gOTTA CUMMM AGAIN,,,,,,,,,,,,,”
The former knight named Tavros was sweating heavily as their collar Shaked left and right. The Bull Knight himself was reduced to nothing but a moaning and whining mess of thrusts and pants as the clown below them sapped away their energy.

The clowns themselves meanwhile had their head in-betweens the knight's giant pecs, pulling away at their nipple rings while their guts were being rearranged, taking them past the medial ring and out again causing them to moan loudly whenever he felt them getting closer.
His eyes turn into hearts as his small belly inflates from all the cum pushed inside of him before a sign on their abdomen glows- erasing all the hard work of the knight.

“YoU jUsT gAvE mE 10 yEaRs On My LiFe FrOm ThAt LoAd AlOnE”
He pushes back onto Tavros's cock, and immediately their cum brain went back to thrusting as their balls felt painfully full again

“i GoTtA kEeP yA nIcE aNd FeD sO yOu CaN fUcK mE gOoD eVeRy DaY fOr ThE rEsT oF yOuR lIfE... :o)”

And thus ends the tale of a knight who thought escaping from his responsibilities would grant him escape from fate, only now he had his wish granted, forever now a slave to an Incutroll.

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Tavros himself went over to the shipyard, after defeating the Incutroll Gamzee he had a clear shot to the bay area. The uneven wood under his feet and sharpened lance gave off the aura of a troll who had popped his cherry about fighting others. He himself felt from the victory that he could take on any of the Dark King’s forces with ease- become the hero he wanted to be.

In reality, Tavros never landed a hit on Gamzee, they simply toyed with him for a bit before faking their death just to see him triumphantly cheer to himself, the Incutroll found it cuter to play with his meal for much longer after seeing how dedicated they are to their mission. An unfortunate byproduct of this was that now this prideful bull was charging headfirst into unknown territory.

He reaches the end of the shipyard, the smell of the salty sea, the subtle movement of the planks under him, and the nighttime mist give him anxiety about how any monster can attack from any direction.

“aLRIGHT, i KNOW SOMEONES IN THE DARKNESS JUST WAITING TO POP OUT,,,, jUST SHOW YOURSELF SO WE CAN FIGHT”
He taps his lance to his sturdy armor
“iM A NEW MAN, nOT A COWARD, wHATEVER YOU GOT FOR ME I WON’T COWER AWAY”

A sea dweller-looking figure stood on the high rocks of the sea, sitting casually as they waited for their meal to finally come, on closer inspection, they were a violet merman with glowing circles all over their body

“Did you get turned avway from the castle?”
They kick both their legs as they jump into the ocean below, barely making a splash as they jump onto the planks

“You are one of those Knights wvho hawve been going missing in the capital, wvhy did you come here of all places?”

“tO THWART EVIL,,,,,aND STUFF, lOOK ARE YOU WITH THE DARK KING,”
He points an accusatory finger at him as they stare in confusion

“I mean they opened up the portal and said mortals are ewveryone for the taking. They helped sure, but im no lackey”
They shake their head in denial
“t-TELL ME YOUR NAME, aND THEN WE SHALL DECIDE IF THIS FIGHT WOULD BE PURPOSELESS”

Tavros confidence was slightly shot at how nonchalant they are. They weren't trying to be menacing, they just seemed bored, it was killing his vibe.

“I go by Cronus, Evweryone the moment the Dark King touched dowvn left, I just play music here all on my owvn. Wanna hear?”

“,,,sO YOU DONT WANNA FIGHT,”

“I mean, there's nothing to do here, frankly Id probably wvould rather wvanna join you, you knights seem to alwvays get in fun situations around here”

“In fact, you look like a man vwho wvants pleasure, the miasma makes you a slavwe to vwhoewver you ejaculate to, but there are places in the kingdom that the miasma barely touches”

Cronus walks past them casually, their nude body showing their nook so casually, that Tavros feels embarrassed enough to look away.

"There's this place that wvas once like a hotel, just follovw me"

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Inside the Bay Hotel lay various gothic furnishings, one could mistake it for some sort of BDSM club from all the odd colorings, Tavros could tell that Cronus himself frequented coming here as they must have been waiting for some knight to come to complete his request, the place was pretty unkempt with little dust around the edges. The rooms themselves look well cleaned as well.

“Knight, I might get in trouble if I just go around rescuing your 'friends', so tell you wvhat, if you bring any back here ill keep them protected.”

Tavros looks confused again
“wHY SHOULD I JUST UHH,, bELIEVE YOU,”

“I could hawve attacked you the vway here, im bored, and your cute.”
They quickly respawned, merely waving their hand

“I can set up a protection barrier that keeps us hidden from the seduction magic, so if you also find any of his dark forces that are rogue, just tell them to come here, course if you do a good job I'll revward you handsomely~”

“wELL, i GUESS I NEED A HOME BASE IF IM GONNA BE IN THIS MIASMA FOR A LONG TIME, tHANKS CRONUS, iM TAVROS BY THE WAY, tAVROS NITRAM”

“What? no vway! Your ancestor is like the guy wvho freed us from the HIC'S grasp, gotta thank you for that”

The knight looks down in shame
“iM NOT PROUD OF IT AT ALL, eVERYONE WANTS ME TO BE SOME KNIGHT YET SO FAR I BARELY SCRAPED A WIN AND NOW IM WORKING WITH MY SUPPOSED ENEMY, iM NO KNIGHT”

Cronus rolls their eyes
“Like anything it comes wvith experience, just try to keep doing your job, and maybe you'll get good at it. Ok?”
He seemed fussy, he hated helping anyone else but himself, the Knight was way too much of a pushover for his liking at the moment

Tavros shakes off his anxiety
“yOUR RIGHT, iLL GET TO WORK THEN, tHANK YOU CRONUS”

“yeah yeah just scram and bring customers. I vwanna meet the singles in my local”

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-Deep Elves: elves that can only live in shade of some kind, most burn to sunlight and have a heavy aversion to long exposure to it. Despite this though, their looks themselves are captivating enough to charm any who see them easily, many create harems out of trolls just for domination purposes.

Tavros wandered through the church district of Saint Michel, the place itself was adorned even now with colored cobblestone and ordered houses that surround even the smaller church. But nothing could even compare to the great abbey at the center of the whole kingdom. It was shocking how clowns could build such brilliant things so neatly meshed next to one another, it was very jaw-dropping.

Although he had fought through the smaller minions to get to this area, something to him felt off, even despite how most dark beings dissipate when given enough hits, they always come back, It is as if something keeps respawning them, and he noticed that there was some sort of purple glowing item in the church, whenever he killed any minion, the gem glowed brightly before they spawned back, He enters the church to see all the colored windows are still up kept by some force beyond his comprehension.

Even despite it all he could feel eyes on him from somewhere he couldn't see, he tried to play the fool as he had no clue who might be sneaking upon him.
“oH BOY,, i SURE can't wait TO DESTROY THIS CRYSTAL ORB, iLL STOP THOSE PESKY MINIONS FROM RESPAWNING”

There were whispers and murmurs just at the church entrance

“tHAT WOULD BE SO,,, iF THE PERPETRATORS WERE NOT RIGHT BEHIND ME,”

He turns 180 to point directly at a bronze troll and a peach-skinned monster with long ears

“Oh shit, he found us!”- the monster spoke, their eyes were as dark as the night and their green sclera glowed

“I told you we weren't being discreet 03”, the naked knight of the order shrugged as they came out of hiding

“wAIT, wHY ARE BOTH OF YOU TOGETHER, yOUR PART OF THE SENSATION KNIGHTS,” Tavros gets closer pointing to the emblem on his shoulder pad

“Ah, right, I kinda got a little sidetracked…. Im Kadmon, this is Chewy, to make a long story short I just played along with this guy- who kept me alive from some of the bigger dark king’s forces 03”

Chewy himself looks away scratching the back of his head
“He's somehow resistant to the miasma, I couldn't let him out of my sight just like you”
The elf eared man smiled as he spoke
“We both wanted to see what another knight is doing this far in the kingdom and if you wished to have company”

“tHIS PLACE IS FAR TOO DANGEROUS TO BE HAVING A CASUAL,,, uH TALK LIKE THIS, cAN I JUST BREAK THE GEM AND SHOW YOU BOTH SOMEWHERE SAFER,”

Kadmon looks at Chewy shrugging his shoulders, the response itself was mimicked as both silently agreed, and with one prod the gem itself shatters. The way back becomes safer instantaneously, Tavros with a nod to the other two motions them to follow him back, and the three of them head off to the Bay Hotel

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“Oh wvovw, you brought some real hotties! A knight as a deep elf”

Cronus welcomes the three of them happily
“As your the first ones, you're free to pick any room to be your dwvelling. Also, the bartender is single and is wvery much interested”

Kadmon cringes at the response “I'll have the pass for now you are not my type 03”

Chewy wraps his arms around Tavros and Kadmon “So boys! Now that we're in a secluded local, when are we gonna fuck?”

Tavros stares at the boldness of the elf “i KNEW THAT RESPONSE WAS COMING, i JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHEN IT WAS GOING TO COME”

Kadmon rubs Tavros’s thigh “I know you have been staring at my abs this whole time, you want to play with them don't you?”

Tavros himself didn't realize he was being led to one of the suites before Chewy closed the door behind him and Kadmon, leaving the three of them in a room together
“tHE MIASMA HAS NO EFFECT HERE,,,sO I GUESS I WOULDNT MIND GETTING MY URGES OUT”

Tavros slowly began to take off his armor, Chewy himself just magically snapped his own clothes right off, Kadmon was already partially naked so just taking off some of the loose parts of his armor was easy

The three of them were laid out on the circular bed, Tavros himself in the center while the other two were wrapped in his arms

Tavros was about to speak, but the other two had already sprung, Chewy playing with the nipple rings of the bull while swapping tongues, while Kadmon had begun to lick the base of the unerect cock. He also moved his hands all over the Knights immaculate body as if to honor the Tavros let out a shy sigh, holding Chewy closely, his arm wrapped around their back as the kidding became more passionate, his cock slowly became more erect as Kadmon began to kiss and smooch the orbs below the shaft.

“Oh Chewy… our throne awaits 03”
The elf moves down with Kadmon as both lick the sides of his cock
Kadmon looks at Tavros with bedroom eyes before looking back at Chewy “First one to make him cum gets to right him 03”

Kadmon grabbed his bunny ear-like horns as he took the first turn, sucking the tip while gently massaging the shaft, Tavros himself was trying to avoid cumming already from all their prodding. After 30 seconds of this, he almost erupts as Kadmon abruptly stops “Your turn”
Chewy got onto the plate, sucking the sides of the knight's cock, while moaning to himself, it was almost shocking to the both of them that the monster's warm-up routine had him bursting cannonball loads all over the ceiling. Chewy simply just rubbed his hands all the way from the tip to the base as Kadmon and his face got covered in semen. Both couldn't help themselves but slowly made out with each other as they were dirtied up by Tavros.

Tavros realizes the Miasma’s effect hasn't taken him, even despite how heavy his ejaculation was, he still feels like he's in control of himself. “wHICH ONE OF YOU WANTS TO CONTINUE,”

“....well I won so, that cock is mine, Kadmon why don't you watch a pro play?”

Kadmon gives him a bow, wiping off his own face “By all means, show me how I've been doing it wrong03”

Chewy with a mischievous grin shows Tavros his already wet butt “Don't move, and take a deep breath, my body knows when it's about to have sex so you're just gonna have to deal with my sweat”

His rear wetly sat on top of the bull's face, Tavros was about to not breathe, but even his tongue could taste a sweet taste, these monsters were clearly not from this world, Chewy himself rubs Tavros’s cock in between the sides of his feet as he moves his ass slowly in a circular motion. His victim was absolutely entranced by the flavor to the point his eyes glazed over dripping cum from his cock painfully again “Man this is the life, breaking knights like you in, maybe this was what I was supposed to do…” Chewy ponders to himself about what his job was in the kingdom for a moment “Meh, even if this is a do-gooder, you two are too much fun to make into my slaves or whatever”

Kadmon laughs at this “You haven't had a clue what you've been doing here since day one, don't have second thoughts 03”

Tavros had no response, only moaning and smooching the sweet swampy hole, licking the sweat off as if his new job was the clean it, his arms were splayed out and unmoving as he let the monster have full control of him

Kadmon himself looks into Tavros’s eyes “Dude, I think you broke him 03”
The Elf jumps up in slight fear “Wait I did WHAT?”

Both looked at Tavros’s face which was blanked out, it looked full of deep intent as his cock pulsated in need. Kadmon sighs as he lightly slaps Chewy’s ass, “Great job bigshot, you broke out afternoon fun time victim 03”

“It's not my fault, I don't know you mortals break so easily under the easiest positions!”

Tavros tiredly spoke slowly as he snapped from his trace “i'M NOT DEAD,,,,,”

Kadmon then smiles wickedly “You know, Tav, we should handle this monster for such a transgression. 03” He positions Chewy’s rear to sandwich Tavros meaty member, the sweat from it somehow making his cock harder

Both of them began to make out again as Kadmon slowly lifted the Deep Elf, opening their hole to show Tavros the goods, and then slowly moving the tight hole down. His cock was practically swallowed slowly all the way to the base as he could feel the tight warmth surrounding him on all sides.

The Dark-eyed elf moans into Kadmon's mouth as he slowly begins to move up and down, Kadmon standing at the bed’s edge, holding onto the elf’s legs, Tavros held up by a pillow as he gets to see the backside and meaty rear of his interest. His thin thong barely hides his thickness or large blond member.

“I know how to make this ‘punishment even better 03”
Kadmon puts a finger into the elf's cock, slowly inching his hand in, his eyes light up as the whimpers loudly in response to the foreign object, cum spilling on the sides of the fingers
“There we go, now I have a hole of my own 03” he pushes the elf down in between the bull pecks as he likes his cock into their urethra, “aaaaaaaaaaah………….” Chewy can only respond with a moan as both of his holes are stuffed so well.

Both of the bronzes began to increase their pace, Tavros hitching his breath as he was getting close again, Kadmon pulled and twisted at his nipples to extra effect as his company simply was squashed between two bronzes, absolutely getting fucked out of his mind.

Kadmon was the first to burst, pushing tightly into Chewy until his cock was at the base, slowly each load slowly traveled down in small bumps seen on the elf’s large cock, before slowly reaching his softball-sized balls, making them ever so slightly bigger. Tavros then came himself, filling up Chewy until he was momentarily bloated and full of seed, a mark appeared on his abdomen that slowly reduced all that pent-up semen into energy, leaving the elf back to normal size… leaving the balls being the only last thing that needs to be solved.

“Chewy, I think you need to show your top a thank you for the nice pounding 03”

“Hahaha…..yeah….”

Kadmon slowly pulls out leaving a trail of cum between them, cutting off as he lays to the side rubbing his member for the last drops. Chewy himself pulls Tavros’s meaty leg over his shoulder as he lines himself up slowly thrusting in pure bliss. “Ugggggggggggggh, yeah there's no way I can be a villain…. Not when entertainment is all right here.” Tavros himself was taking it, rubbing the elf’s body and slightly hairy pecs. His own pecs jiggled with every hard thrust they gave him, and his cock reached deep enough to pleasure him well. Kadmon was simply whispering sweet nothings into his as Chewy himself finally came, the cum itself ever so slightly indented the bigger bronzes abs, all three laid with each other- absolutely exhausted. The only question on their minds when they will wake up is, who will clean up the room?

Chewy and Kadmon Joined the Party!

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- Dracos, Dragons who are said to be distant relatives to trolls, have a penchant for finding an object of desire and hoarding it for themselves, this can range from gold, gems, artifacts, or even people themselves. Trolls who have been hoarded by Draco are typically sapped of their energy and cannot escape by themselves.

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The Perilous Journey continues with Tavros entering a bathhouse of sorts, Chewy and Kadmon refuse to wake up- thus he decides to handle the distress signal he gets from inside here, unknowing of the danger- yet loving the thrill of danger recently, Tavros steps up to the plate.

The place itself was vastly different from the other locations so far. From the entrance to the inner baths, there are complicated puzzles that require lots of physical strength and intelligence to solve. Someone has been putting large boulders in the way of the inner house, leaving him to open up all of the entrances himself. Even some water puzzles were more frustrating than they needed to be.

Somehow there was both molten magma and ice that needed to be melted by hot and cold water as he grew closer to his desired goal. The beacon itself was vibrating more strongly as he got closer to the Knights' Location. Tavros was heaving in exhaustion “i REALLY NEED TO NOT WEAR SO MUCH ARMOR,,,,,” drops of sweat hit the ground as he began to open the final stone doorway of this steamy abyss. And inside was… a room full of riches, covered with trinkets and other goods. Tavros' blood ran cold as he knew this place was definitely Draco's lair, but what was weird about this one specifically was how many colorful dolls with oddly big butts lay strewn about. A large hole overlooking the kingdom, the Bathhouse was obviously blocked off because of this.

Even swords from Eastern alternian culture laid to the side. The hoard itself felt like someone wanted to take something that was personal from others

“No…no more…”
An indigo blood lay on a stone slab groaning in pain, their armor was shredded into pieces, yet they had no visible marks
“aH THERE YOU ARE,,,,uH, i'M HERE TO SAVE YOU”
“The nightmares are finally over?” the troll with sunglasses looks over “You gotta grab me quick…that thing, if it gets back here it's gonna kill me in the most humiliating way possible”

Tavros goes to lift him
“dONT WORRY, i KNOW A PLACE YOU CAN HIDE OUT, tHERES A-”

Tavros nearly gets cut in half by a flying katana, a trap is triggered that begins to ring some chimes loudly throughout the kingdom. The highblood trembles as the false hope of being safe vanishes

“Save yourself! He's one of the generals, if he catches you then there won't be any way to stop the dark forces!”
“bUT WHAT ABOUT YOU,”
“I don't want to die either, but at this point he's gonna be here any second, just remember…the truth is in the eyes!” he points at both of his eyes under the glasses, even showing Tavros his yellow and black eyes.

Tavros goes to lay them back on the Moonlight slab regretfully.
“i WONT FORGET YOUR SACRIFICE”
Tavros was about to get out of the doorway when… something entailed him to see what foes he might have to face in this place, he dipped into a pile of plushies as he waited… heart pounding loudly in his chest.

He didn't have to wait long, a winged creature quickly swoops in to see the sword stabbed into the ground. Their face change into disgust.
“You tried to escape again? I thought I sapped whatever rebellious energy you had right out of you” They wore anime shades and had a larger build than even himself.

“Dirk…please”
“I only saved you from the miasma because I thought we could have something special after I had to leave you so long ago, clearly, you want to make this harder than it has to me, so guess what's gonna happen?”

The Draco grabs a crystal on the wall, crushing it into a powder
“Take a Deep breath in Dave.”
He blew it into the indigo’s face and almost instantaneously their eyes glazed over, even under the sunglasses, Tavros could tell the person he had just spoken to was no longer there

Tavros could also tell that the Draco themselves were supposed to be some sort of lusi, they didn't have white skin, but they held a parenting look about themselves, only right now their tone was cold and in need, he could see hints that the eyes under the glasses were a shade of dark purple as the Draco patted the head of the troll, removing their classes as his scaly hand-held hid cheek

“Dave baby, you grew up to be such a strong troll, I just wanted you to see it my way- you and your stupid ideologies had to get in the way of that” Dirk pulled them into a deep kiss

“Luckily, with your help, I can start over, your going to give me what I want”

The indigo blood only had enough strength to smile and nod, there wasn't a thought behind his gaze as the Draco climbed on top of him, moving their slit back and forth over them
“Twentieth times the charm, fuck your lusi full of eggs” Dave weakly thrust back and forth into Dirk looked unsatisfied as he deeply thrusts Dave inside his slit, causing the smaller troll to moan so loudly with a mix of pleasure and pain
“Do I have to do EVERYTHING for you? Ugh…”

Weakly, Dave held their arms up, moving to the Draco’s hips, their bigger body crushing them under their weight, their face was smothered between their pecs as their cock was burning in pleasure from the dragon's slit
“Just hitting all the right places, ugh…” They seem to let their guard down as they get into a motion of moving up and down in the moonlight, sometimes even wincing from Dave hitting his special spots. It was hard to maneuver the indigo troll under him as they barely were moving under him

“Comn Dave….almost there, you never lasted long anyway” Dirk began to take Dave past his medial ring as he took the horse's cock full force
“This time I'm sure of it….”
His bounces of desperation get faster
“I need it so badly….”

The sweat from the general dripped all over the indigos face, only getting more moans out of both of them,

The loud plapping echoed through the cave as Dirk was getting caught up in making Dave cum, the former lusi disregarding everything just for this one very moment. With four strong thrusts, he bellowed out spitting fire onto the wall:
“GET.ME.FUCKING.ROUND.”

Tavros was utterly shocked as he heard a loud squirting sound, seeing all the cum begin to pool into Dirk’s belly, his abs becoming more and more distended until it finally stopped. But by the time it ends, the Draco looks 5 months in. Dirk seems to shiver in pleasure not once but twice. Although it was nearly impossible for both species to become pregnant with one another's litter, eventually all the warm cum he made Dave spill into him would give him what he coveted most.

Dirk rubs the indigo’s head in satisfaction “Finally, I just needed to make you brainless in order to get what I want”
He leans down as he begins to lightly make out with them “You kept telling me how you could never get me full of eggs like I wanted, I wonder what you would have said…”
He moans happily as he continues to kiss him “And after I give birth, we will keep doing it again and again, until we make a strong army to curse the countryside…”

Dave himself can only look up blankly with a lustful smile “I wanna fill you again…” Dirk himself was about to speak again when he heard something in the cave

“...................Whoever is there, consider yourself lucky, I need to take my little one somewhere else, if you are still here when I get back, I'll handle you like a broad on the streets”

With that, their wings stretch out, holding tightly to his most valued treasure, before flying off into the night sky.

Tavros himself could only stare in both fear and arousal. Not only seeing the General in action but also the fact that they aren't planning on staying inside the walls of the kingdom forever, he needed to tell the others that there might be danger on the horizon that can only be stopped by whatever knights they can scrounge.

And most importantly, if you see a katana of any kind, run in the opposite direction.

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Tavros groggily sits up, wiping his eyes off in tiredness as his chest is full of fear of some unknown kind. He remembers the fights and bouts he had with the clown-looking troll from a while ago and remembers how they said they would simply come back one day to claim him when he least expected it. He might have gotten his footing in this strange place, but that still doesn't mean he can trailblaze through a foe who just won't give up.

That was when he noticed the note on his nightstand, the iron smell of it giving the impression of blood, as well as the various colors used to write it made Tavros almost queasy
“I kNoW wHeRe YoU lIvE, cOmE aLoNe To ThE lIgHtHoUsE iN tHe SoUtH, iF yOu WiN iLl GiVe YoU bAcK sOmE oF yOuR kNiGhTs. :O)”

Tavro's eyes got wider than dinner plates, rushing to put his armor on, he donned his lance and charged out of the door and into the kingdom. Yet someone looms on the Bay Hotel’s roof, watching his every move with a scheming smile.

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When Tavros got to the lighthouse, he was almost shocked at how much blood could be- wait no.. it was paint. Something else was making the iron smell, whatever it was, it made his stomach turn in disgust. Walking inside he saw various trolls in sleeping positions, each with writing on them with ‘:o)’ smiles or Honks, if he didn't see they were still breathing he would have thought this was some sort of mass murder scene.

“aLRIGHT IM HERE,,, iVE BEATEN YOU ONCE, yOUR NOT GOING TO WIN” he proudly tightens his grip around his lance as he exclaims “eVIL NEVER WINS STORIES LIKE THIS, oNCE I CRUSH YOU IM,,,,, fREEING THESE POOR TROLLS”

Slowly a figure with small wings began to float down, in all its dark glory, Gamzee stood at the other end of the lighthouse with the same grin he had not even a few days ago
“HoNk”
The clown himself pulls a small knife out, one far too short to battle easily
“SeE tHiS? tHiS kNiFe CaN sLiCe Up ThE fIgHtInG wIlL oF aNy MoThErFuCkEr It StAbS”
He prods the rip of it, the blade going into the handle, Tavros was almost insulted at how unseriously this being was taking him
“iF THIS IS SOME SORT OF JOKE,,, i UH,,, dONT FIND IT VERY FUNNY”
“Oh TrUsT mE.... yOuR gOnNa GeT tHe JoKe SoOn EnOuGh” With another clownish smile, the clown lunges at ridiculous speeds towards the Bronze Knight.

Whenever Tavros was in a downed position or had an opening, Gamzee simply stabbed him with the knife, it left no mark but Tavros was almost wincing on the ground in pain from each slash, the Incutroll wasn't even trying to seduce them, merely sitting on top of them when they felt tired. When he fell down for the second time, he couldn't get back up. He heaved on the ground in absolute exhaustion.

It was then that Gamzee finally made his move, grabbing his chin very softly with his gloves
“WaNnA sTiLl FiGhT?”
They had the same face they always had, the plastered smile that hid enigmatic intent, Tavros could only stare in disdain as he spoke back
“iF YOUR GONNA DO SOMETHING,,,,tHEN DO IT,,,dONT TEASE ME,,”
The Incutroll laughs as they snapped their fingers, Tavros armor flies all across the room
“ThAt SoUnDs LiKe YoUr SuRrEnDeRiNg To Me, I aLl Up AnD hOpEd YoU bE a BeTtEr FiGhT…”
Tavros felt his body begin to float, red ropes tie his ankle and wrists together in a ‘Spreader Bar Legs’ position- upside down
“bUt YoUr MiNe NoW AnD i'M gOnNa EnJoY mY mEaL nIcE.. aNd... SlOwLy ;0)”
He emphasized the last parts by lightly slapping his cheek.

Bad End 002: Welcome to Clowntown

Gamzee himself merely floated above Tavros, basking the Knights huge and muscular glory, the bronze awaited his death or brainwashing but, for a good 10 minutes he just sat there
“jUST DO IT ALREADY,,,,”
“Oh, My LiTtLe PeTs YaPpInG nOw? ThOuGhT yOu WoUlD hAvE cRaCkEd WaY lOnGeR aGo”
Gamzee lowers himself down from the air, leaving his toe in front of Tavros
“I cOuLd JuSt Do My JoB aS yOu WaNt, BuT i DoNt JuSt WaNt YoUr MiNd, I wAnT eVeRyThInG.”
He presses the toe into his cheek
“ KiSs It.”
Tavros goes to bite back, but with serious speed, the clown kicks his chin- almost making him bite his tongue
“I sAiD. kIsS iT.”
“nEVER,,,”
The clown sighed as he snapped his fingers, the ropes tied around him became tighter, it felt like his limbs were getting slowly ripped out by the pole, his chest and head wanted to go somewhere his limbs refused to go.
The clown offers his toe again
“KiSs It”
The bronze begrudgingly wants this pain to stop, only giving it a peck
Gamzee snaps again, the Knights position became a Hogtie almost instantly, his pecs dangling from his tightened chest, Tavros could only blush at how he now dangled over all the Knights he was going to save, but soon he was going to be one of them.
Gamzee's hand rubs the back of his head while he got close to his ear
“TaVrOs Is A dUmB nAmE fOr YoU, fOr NoW oN, yOuR nAmE iS qUiXoT”
“mY NAME IS,,,,,”
He pauses, he knows if he disobeys him, the rope tied around him will become far too painful
“”qUIXOT”
Gamzee gave him a wicked smile as he got what he wanted on the first try, petting him harder on the head as if to mock him
“GoOoOd BoY, sUcH a GoOd BoY, fInAlLy LeArNiNg HoW tO sPeAk PrOpErLlY”
“MaN....yOuR jUsT sOoO cUtE, I'M sO gLaD yOu LeD mE tO tHaT tRaItOrS bAsE. I'M nOt GoNnA kIlL tHaT oThEr KnIgHt, BuT aFtEr I'm DoNe WiTh YoU.... “ His tongue layed out of his mouth as he wickedly spoke out , “tHe OtHeR tWo ArE gOnNa DiE.” Tavros feels ashamed as he knows there's nothing he can do at this point. It was then when Gamzee noticed how the rope itself featured all the best parts of the bronze blood, licking his lips, he had an idea.
“TeLl YoU wHaT... eVeN tHoUgH yOu WoNt ReMeMbEr It, If YoU fUcK mE gOoD eNoUgH, i MiGhT lEt ThOsE tWo LiVe FoR bEiNg MoThErFuCkInG hErEtIcS.”
“hOW WILL I KNOW YOU WON'T GO BACK ON YOUR-”

With monstrous strength, Gamzee clamps his mouth shut
“QuIxOt, DoNt Be FuSsY wHeN yOuR mAsTeR iS oFfErInG yOu A tReAt, YoU tAkE wHaT yOuR gIvEn AnD dOnT tHrOw A fIt” The ropes that held Tavros so high began to lower, once he was almost touching the ground, Gamzee made his move.

The clown first sucked away his right nipple, tugging with his lips the ring that adorned it. Tavros couldn’t help but to get erect from how violently he sucked away at him.
“LiKe ThAt BoY? yOuR oThEr NiPpLe MuSt Be MiSsInG oUt”
Gamzee goes to his other nipple, and Tavros winces in disturbed pleasure, almost like he found the sweet spot on his body

“GoT yOu MoAnInG sOmEtHiNg FeIrCe, SiNcE yOu BeEn A gOoD bOy, IlL lEt YoUr LaSt MoMeNtS bE fIlLeD wItH sOmE wIcKeD pLeAsUrE, sTrAiGhT fRoM tHe DaRk MeSsIaH hImSeLf” He slowly walked behind and out of Tavros’s vision, he then felt something licking his left nut
“wAIT,,,,”
Slowly, the incutroll inched the Knights balls into his mouth. Slurping and sucking away while the Bronze shivers and shakes uncomfortably in their position
Gamzee used his own hands on the mighty shaft while he was busy sucking away at his victim. Tavros could feel that he was growing closer and closer, every painful second felt like minutes as this evil being had his way with his body
“FuCk It....CuM aLl OvEr Me BoY…”
Gamzee kisses the tip of the meat cock as the Knight reaches his limit, semen gets all over the clown's face, chest, and hair as he slowly milks away. Tavros’s eyes turn from a black to a dark purple.
“FuCk, Im AlL dReNcHeD..... “ the Incutroll tries to lick all the cum on him, but there was just so much of it
“FiNe, IlL tReAt YoU tHe SaMe”
He stands up getting in front of the bull, his smaller cock grew 5 more inches as it stood tall
“SuCk It”
Tavros didn't even waste a second as their faces bobbed back and forth. Gamzee makes him Deepthroat every single inch by holding him with his large horns.
“AnD iF yOu BiTe It, I'm GoNnA bReAk YoUr HoRnS oFf”
Abruptly without warning, Gamzee came, even the brainwashed Knights eyes looked in shock as he could barely gulp it down, the bronze impulsively spits out cum as Gamzee cums all over his face, rubbing his member nice and slowly just to take it all in
“CoNgRaTs, IlL lEaVe YoUr BuDdIeS aLoNe. NoT tHaT yOu CaN hEaR mE...yOuR fAr MoRe UsEfUl ThAn ThEm AnYwAy.. “
He laughs menacingly as the screen slowly fades to black
“HoNk”

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Satdrosi- One of the most dangerous monsters known to trollkins. Not because of their inherent strength, but because their scent acts like an aphrodisiac that can quickly corrupt any who stands near it for too long, it's almost impossible to battle with them due to the overpowering smell taking over the attacker's mind before they can finish. Alongside, the species itself is known to have one of the most oversized ‘packages’ out of any of the dark king’s army. If spotted, RUN AWAY.

The Center of the town was where the Miasma was its thickest. Many Knights who have tried to attack the castle directly have fallen here, yet the oddest thing is that most vanish without a trace, one assumed they're eaten, but as the dark forces don't need to inherently ‘feast’ on the bodies of those who have been used up for their energy, it is a grand mystery of what is done to those who are undesirable.

Tavros himself was here not because he wanted to save the knights- not after he saw what happened to another who went missing- but rather because this was the quickest way inside the abbey at the entrance of the Kingdom. Slipping through thin alleyways, he almost hunches over from some sort of masculine smell from somewhere, it was as if he was smelling the aftermath of a male orgy in a steam bath, but the strong smell of musk and odor is far too overpowering for even a bunch of horny trolls to make out of nowhere. That's when he notices a fog of blue standing in front of him, just slowly floating low to the ground. He nearly just walked right through it without checking if it might be safe.

The Knight takes a caegar coin from a small bag on his side, waiting to hear if anyone is nearby before he through… when he confirms no one would come running to a coin drop, he tosses it through the blue cloud, it flips through- cutting a small hole in the dense fog before falling onto the other end. Tavros goes to get closer again only to almost black out, gagging at the worst BO he has smelt in his lifetime.

He was so caught up in gagging that he almost didn't notice the sound of nude feet walking on the stone floor behind him “8=D < Oh fiddlestic%, I didn't realize there was a visitor” He could barely make out the person, only seeing the ponytail and odd mask they had on, but their entire body was dripping with something that exuded heat even from a distance. “8=D Pardon me, g00d sir, are you a knight?” “wHAT IS THAT SMELL,,,,” Tavros is only able to utter as he backs up slightly. “8=D < oh dear. My stench can just linger in the air, it's not very neigh-belrly either to people like you, even if I just wish to make friends.” The indigo-looking man keeps walking forward as they talk. Tavros needs no more signs to run as he takes a deep breath, running through the cloud and heading down the left, seeing he has more openings, he tries to think of a place to go when he hears the man behind him continue
“8=D < You see, as a general of the front gate, I typically handle you rebel- I mean, friendly people Qu-whin-kly, but recently I find myself quite bored of just..” he makes a grunt like a horse shrugging both of his hands, “8=D < I can't just talk to a person like you and beh00f you over how you might be doing, like I want to say 'Hi, im Horuss, people call me Zahhak but that's just t00 formal'” This man goes on and on about formalities not even realizing the Bronze themselves is keeping his distance. “8=D < Though, I've seen your face from somewhere before, could it be? Not a lot of time has passed for 'him' to still be alive” He laughs to himself “8=D < Are you a Nitram?” Tavros lifts up his lance “sTOP MOVING FORWARD AND I'LL ANSWER YOU” “8=D < Oh sorry, I do that unconsciously” Tavros sighs a little “i AM A NITRAM, aND IF IT MAKES YOU STAY OUT OF MY WAY,,, tHEN LIKE,,, gO FIND SOMEONE ELSE TO SPEAK TO,,, oR UH,,, sOMETHING,,”

The Indigo covers their mouth, Tavros then is able to make out their features as they stand out in the moonlight, their whole body was pretty well sculpted and ‘soft’, almost like a clean-shaven troll-but with more featured nipples and the unmistakable sweat dripping from every surface, the mask itself being some sort of goggles that hid their eyes away as they hid their nose and mouth. And the… ‘third leg’ between his other two ones was the biggest thing he's ever seen in his life, almost wider than his whole fist from a distance, down to the beast's whins just flopping around hypnotically. ``8=D < I can't believe it, a Nitram is back to thwart the king again, oh the memories I had with your Ancestor always come up in my mind!” He seemed excited as he opened his hands up again, his smile almost looked like he was trying really hard to fake an expression. “8=D < Oh we need to talk, me and you, I have so many memories to share that you will just love!”

Tavros knew that if he let him continue talking he would fall under whatever spell he was casting, he had to get out of there.

[In this section of the Game, Tavros navigates up a hillside village while avoiding Horuss at every angle, The main points of danger are the musk clouds he can leave around the stage, if Tavros is caught in one then he will become stunned for a moment. If he gets too close to Horuss his Willpower will sharply decrease, if it reaches 0 then it's game over, there are also many ways to get game-overs in this section.]

Musk clouds

1st Strike: “cRAP, oH GOG THE SMELL IS MAKING MY EYES WATER” Tavros can't help but blurt this out, alerting Horuss wherever he is on the map to his location. The bronze themselves don't realize they're rubbing their Crotch until the cloud dissipates- letting them regain their senses

2nd Strike: [Tavros loses half of whatever his willpower is] “fUCK,,, iS JUST SO PUNGENT,,,uGH,,,” while not alerting Horuss, Tavros will be in a downed state for 20 seconds rubbing his crotch while trying to cover his nose in an attempt to snap back unsuccessfully. Tavros snaps back after 20 seconds, shaking his head quickly to get out the lewd thoughts. “hOW CAN SUCH A SMELL BE SO REPULSIVE, yET FEEL SO ATTRACTIVE” Tavros has a feeling getting caught in a third one will not net well for him at all

3rd Strike: [Willpower drops to 0] Tavros throws off his armor and clothes, holding his legs as he begins to self-suck himself, his eyes staring down at his large cock as he wetly sucks away. He becomes stuck in this downstate for 30 seconds as he thoughtlessly sucks away at himself, changing paces at times and even trying to deepthroat himself unsuccessfully, drooling all over his cock, eventually after 30 seconds, he will cum inside his own mouth, gulping down the cum and not leaving a drop to come out of him. After taking a few breaths, he heaves while holding his abs “nGH,,,,,” Although he can move afterward, 30 seconds is usually all the time it takes for Horuss to reach him

In Range:

High Willpower: Tavros tries to hold his breath unsuccessfully, his movement becomes slowed
½ Willpower: Tavros will slowly move towards Horuss is in range, making it hard to escape him when he's on your tail
¼ Willpower: Same as the last penalty, only Tavros will take off his armor without a second thought

Caught(Armor/ High Will):

Horuss will grab Tavross closely as he begins to talk about all the deeds his ancestor has done,
“8=D < you know I used to be such a grouch, I just hated mortals so much because I thought they were weak…” Meanwhile, Tavros is stuck in Horuss’s armpit, there are no thought bubbles from him as small ‘sniffs’ show up from time to time- Horuss seems to not be aware that Tavros is suffocating in sweat and musk.

Caught(No Armor/High Will):

Horuss sits on top of Tavros’s Diaphragm, “8=D < it's quite rude to run away from people when they're talking to you....” Horuss will continue to talk to him while Tavros's eyes roll to the top of his head, and his willpower will drop sharply in increments

Caught(Armor/Mid Will):

The small difference is while Horuss is talking, Tavross will lick away at his pit slowly, Horuss himself seems unaware of it as he continues to ramble on and on. “,,,,,mmmMMMMMM”, Tavros makes low grunts as if drunk- agreeing with Horuss

Caught(No Armor/Mid Will):

As this usually happens around the second strike, Horuss ‘trips’ on top of Tavros, his large cock on top of Tavros’s face is hot to the touch as Tavros tries to move his arms unsuccessfully, Horuss seems to continue talking about the perilous adventures of Rufioh while Tavros feels his mind slowly slipping away from the direct source of the stench

Caught(No Armor/Low Will):

[Almost quickly, in any previous stage, Tavros will eventually reach this state] Tavros will rub his own member while Aiming Horuss’s appendage at his face. Horuss himself is blushing as his forwardness as the bronze blood can't seem to help himself anymore to the sweet masculine smell resonating right off of him. “8=D < o-oh, this is quite f-forward... what would your ancestors think of this?!”

Failure

Horuss comes all over Tavros in embarrassment, Tavros eyes change to hearts as he continues to rub away at Horuss’s appendage mindlessly

Game over[No Map]

Bad End 003: Satyr Play

Eventually, even the will of Sensation Knights can be broken. Tavros himself was obsessed with a Satdorssi’s musk now, Horuss himself shyly has his back to an alley wall as Tavros tries his best to make out with the tip of his cock as if it was his lover. “sO GOOD,,,” Horuss himself heaves as the sweat droplets all over his body become more pronounced “8=D < u-ugh...the miasma hasn't taken you over, why are you doing this, you're going to.... ugh!" Horuss tries to hold back his load, but the Bronzeblood's fondling of his package is too much for his sensitive meat. The smell of the Satdrossi’s cum fries the Bronzebloods nose hairs as his head is full of nothing but static. The Bronzeblood leaks seed on the floor but hasn't even come himself.

“8=D < Oh no... what am I going to do, I just wanted to tell you more about horses, I thought you liked our conversation…” Horuss solemnly lets Tavros continue to suck away at his smelly cock “8=D < Well... I may have failed to help you out, but I can at least take good care of you. “ Horuss sits Tavros down on crates as he sits on top of him, aiming his cock for his hole. Tavros himself seems to whimper for the few seconds he didn't have his new master's cock in his mouth. But the sadness turns into sudden excitement from the hot feeling of the hole surrounding his member. Even on this cold night, a Naked Tavros was sweating from Horuss’s huge cock and tight hole that rubbed his putrid scent all over him. Horuss himself slowly bounces, but Tavros didn't need a lot to cum, his insides were being painted white from how much this Fallen Knight gave him as an offering- making the indigo blood moan in satisfaction. Horuss himself now looks at his eyes that have turned purple, looking in sadness at the affair

“8=D < Don't worry, you might be unable to hear me, but I don't intend on making you do things you don't want, 'll swear I will-”

Tavros couldn't hear anything else as his mind was overstimulated from lust and want… it probably wasn't important anyway, he just needs to cum again…and again…and again…

Game Over[With Map]

Bad End 004: Fun for the Whole Party!

Tavros himself can't handle the smell any longer, stripping off his clothes- he goes towards Horuss smooching him on the lips harshly, rubbing their large cocks into one another as they lay there on the harsh street, “i LOVE YOU SO MUCH, i DONT CARE ANYMORE, iM YOURS” Some sense of Tavros still lay within him, wondering where that statement had come from, but he couldn't help being trapped in his own mind while his body moves on its own. Horuss opens his legs letting Tavros senselessly frot into his giant horse dick, both their medial rings rubbing each other while their huge balls practically smooched. Horuss couldn't get a word in as Tavros had his tongue down his throat- only moaning in hesitance. The heat of the two became so hot that they began to steam on the cold night with their combined warmth- eventually causing Tavros to cum all over the Satdrossi.

Tavros’s eyes turn purple as his consciousness fades…or that's what should have happened, but somehow his mind retains consciousness as he gets off Horuss. His chest moves up and down as he tries to move away. “8=D < oh? Are you ok?” Tavros robotically replies ‘nEED,,, tO GO, hOME,,” The goggles monster sees the map he's moving towards “8=D < I can take you home, or....the Bay Hotel? Is that your home?” As Tavros was in the sweat musk again, he licked his soft leg. “yOU GOTTA MEET MY FRIENDS,,,,hEHE,,,,,tHEY NEED TO JOIN THE FUN SIDE,” Tavros smooches Horuss’s though and shin. “8=D < but, you're supposed to stop the Dark King not join them, There's nothing fun about this!” Tavros can't respond as once he gets closer, he crawls on all fours, smooching the hot cock and rubbing the smell all over his face

“8=D < oh-oh m-my... well...I guess if you're giving me permission, a-and you're their leader... I guess I have to handle them eventually...and...b-better me than anyone else... “ Horuss holds Tavros head back “8=D < Alright, I'll make a harem out of your friends, it's better this way anyway....hopefully.”

At the Bay Hotel, the three themselves has no clue what a Satdrossi was capable of, Chewy themselves as the only one who could try to hold off Horuss, but he got caught into a headlock, Tavros sat in the corner mindlessly fapping as eventually, Kadmon fell to him as well, leaving only Cronus.

“8=D < I thought this would have lasted longer... kinda sad.” Horuss crossed his arms as Chewy and Kadmon sucked away at his balls, moaning loudly as the irresistible scent gave them heart eyes. “oh fuck..... vwait, your the General of Mist! Just stay back, they held me captivwe-'' Cronus tries to lie his way out of this but somehow, Tavros snuck up behind him. The bronze holds him in a full Nelson with his legs dangling as he hoists him above the bar. Cronus begins to regret never wearing anything below the waist as Horuss seems to look at him in contempt.
“8=( < First Chewy, then you Cronus, I guess loyalty means nothing to either of you. Aw well. i'll make you obedient” his cock finally begins to stand erect, somehow bigger than it was before, both of the ball suckers stared in awe. “8=D < Boys, help me teach him manners”

“Tawvros bud-HOW COULD YOU DO THIS, I thought I could trust you!” Cronus tries to plead to him “You pay me back like this, don't you knovw that wvhen he's finished here he's going to turn you just like your great-great-grandfish and-” Cronus doesn't notice Kadmon right in front of him before the knight was making out with him, the violet fish tried to pull away but their grip was too harsh, meanwhile Horuss shyly lined up his cock to the fishes nook while the elf lined his up to his tight hole- holding onto his blue nipples with a dazed look in his eyes.

“No-no, please! Horuss I always thought highly of you, you can't do this to me, I'm not one of those broads!” Horuss silently pushes his member into the Mermans cold hole. The difference in temperatures causes him to sigh in pleasure. “8=( < ugh…” He slowly began to thrust into him while Chewy jackhammered his hole. Cronus groans from the smell of Horuss as he feels everything beginning to face from his mind, “Oh gosh it feels so good...stop please.... so... good... wvant more.....no...ughh…” Cronus shock turns to pleasure as his abdomen gets dented over and over from the Satdrossi’s cock, Kadmon even holding his face to stare right at it. Horuss isn't one who can hold his large loads to himself, his seed sprays into his seedflap as Cronus's eyes turn into hearts.

“8=D < a-ahhh much better, o-o-o0000h....” He lays on top of Cronus as Chewy begins to pick up speed, the elf incoherently babbles as he comes deep into his superior rear
“8=D < Now then... I have work to do... starting with you two, Dirk is not going to be happy”

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Incugadal- A variant of Incutrolls, ones that have found their true love and stick ever close to them. It drives them to build a nest where they reside far from others- usually old ruins or trees being their hiding spots. This one is very passive and caring towards those who may wander in or around them but is known to be hostile to those who seek to kill them or ‘the one they love.’ Their variant can revert to its old form if the thing they love is killed or their nest core is destroyed.

Behind the fallen Kingdom lies a Tree that sprouted from nowhere; the fruits that grow from its branches can be seen from miles away. But many stay far away out of fear for the monsters that usually roam about it, ready to enslave any wayward troll hungry enough to pick from its yield. 

Gamzee himself was a sore loser.

“GuH... nO iT cAnT bE”

Tavros stands tall with his lance in hand

“aRE YOU UH,,, fINISHED NOW,”

Gamzee looks at him with utter disdain, the hearts in his stockings ripped, his long gloves turn apart from energy loss

“YoU... yOoOoU, fInE, yOu WiN, iLl LeT gO oF mY lItTlE pEtS, bUt If YoU tHiNk Im GoNnA lEt YoU tAkE mE tHeN tHiNk AgAiN”

The Knights all around the Lighthouse seem to wake up from the haze that once surrounded them slowly, and the clown meanwhile began to fly away

“OnCe My CoUsIn GeTs HeRe, HeS gOnNa MaKe MiNcE mEaT oUt Of AlL oF yOu. YoUr GoNnA wIsH yOu JuSt SuBmItTeD tO mY wIlL”

He flies off to the giant tree in the back. Tavros knows if he lets them run away now, he is just going to come back and attack them all when their guards are down

“aLL OF YOU HEAD TO THE BAY AREA, tHERES A HOTEL HIDDEN AWAY WHERE THE MIASMA IS LOW, iTS THE SAFEST PLACE AROUND HERE,”

Tavros stands tall, as most of the knights hazily agree. Most didn't have the energy to fight or protest at all.

“iLL HANDLE WHATEVER TEMPER TANTRUM THIS MENACE IS HAVING.

”

Tavros finds himself marching through a vast tree. The dungeon itself is vertically oriented. They climbed up various vines and ropes from past Knights who wished to traverse the great tree to the top where the fruits lay to be plucked. The beasts themselves were all renditions of critters turned beasts who do not find it intriguing or enchanting to have intruders invading their home.

Tavros himself had to steel himself through various drops and traps that lay ahead. Even monkeys played with his heart by leading him to surprises or stealing his items. The whole trip could be summarized as him having to backtrack repeatedly because of pests. Even animal psionics seem to not work on them, surprising the bronzeblood.

Eventually, he finds himself at the tree's crown, where various gigantic fruits grow peacefully around him; it almost looks like a stark image of below where nature here was practically peaceful and quaint, almost like a drop of heaven itself came from the skies. To his sides lay various silks woven into the branches, and pieces of gems and embroidery from cultures even older than the Summoner were placed around neatly. 

He was outside where he needed to be, and the enemy was ahead.

“Tavros!”

A voice from behind him called out; it was Chewy

“Hey bud, sorry for the delay, im here now!”

“uH THANKS, dO YOU KNOW WHO MIGHT BE INSIDE THERE BY THE WAY,”

“Not a clue, never been in these parts. A bunch of knights came running in, and I thought you might need help.”
He casually held his arms behind his head as he walked forward a bit.

“Whatever it is, you’ve already gotten this far; every small bump in the night can't daunt you, as they say.”

Tavros shakes his head as he agrees to Chewy’s statement, moving past him and leading the way by dragging the curtains.

The room was filled with pink and purple mists that slowly parted away, revealing the clown troll and a shadow behind golden shoji screens. There was the sound of running water as steam came from behind it. Gamzee himself kneeled in respect, “CuZ, tHe OnEs I tOlD yOu AbOuT aRe FiNaLlY hErE, tHoSe WiCkEd BlAsTpHaMeRs!”

Ah yes, the descendent of the knight from long ago, and… some nobody

“Hey! Elves have feelings too!”

I remember Gamzee very well, but I still dont understand the part where I cared.

“WuH, bUt- “

Shush.

Vines wrapped around the incutroll, swinging him wildly around before tossing him furiously in a random direction. Gamzee didn't even have time to yell before being in midair.

As for you two, you may leave; I frankly do not give a fuck what you Knights do. It does not interest us.

“yOU LURE THE HUNGRY AND THE DESPERATE HERE TO FEED UPON THEM, iF YOU THINK WERE LEAVING WITHOUT TEACHING YOU A LESSON, THEN YOU’RE FAR MISTAKEN,” 

A tree never asks for animals to nest in it; it never bears fruit to be picked freely by some traveler, but talk is cheap.

The figure clothes themselves as the mist becomes thick again, blinding Chewy and Tavros before clearing out again. A Clown who looked older than the other came from the haze- adorned with sap that glimmered like jewels, laying sideways on an oversized floating pollen couch. He supports his head with one arm while some sort of third horn that looks like a deformed eye focuses on the two angrily.

If you do not wish to leave, then stay. We are very hospitable to people like you. We, the union that names itself Kurloz, shall handle you.

The fight itself had both Tavros and Chewy stuck in various illusions as Kurloz looked like he was going to sleep from the action of it all. Both tried to fend off the horde of multiple puppets that grew from the tree, but eventually- and quickly- both found themselves scratched up and bruised on the room floor. 

Kurloz floats over the two and peers over the couch as he slowly floats down. He could almost laugh at how unprepared the two were for someone like him.

I have no interest in making you mine. We do not need sustenance like the brat. However…

Kurloz grabs Tavros by the chin, making him look up.

What were you going to do to me if you won?

Tavros seems to ponder. The answer itself was stuck in his throat out of fear.

“k-KILL, yOU”

Honesty is very much a good quality, so much that I won't do the same to both of you, but that being said. Im not letting you leave, not just yet.

Kurloz slowly pulls Tavros into a kiss as smoke comes out of Tavros’s nose, ears, and mouth. It was like his soul was leaving his body as he fell to the floor, much to Chewy’s shock.

“Y-you killed him!”

What did we just say? He is not dead, merely seeing an illusion, something you will also see soon. As the victor, I shall feast on your pleasure and then send you on your way. 

Chewy throws his torn armor off, showing his cock pulsating. “Why didn't you say so? I'll pleasure that ass of yours finely.”

A charming offer; however, we refuse to pollute this body with such impure liquids, and you will be treated the same.

Kurloz pulls Chewy into a kiss as the same thing happens, sending the elf onto the ground with a thud. Both had branches growing around them as worm-like things wrapped around them gently. 

I wonder what both dream about….children, show me their dreams.

With a clap, two worms chomped on their heads, smoke bellowed out their breathing holes into the shape of squares- both showing pictures of their dreams.

In the dreams of the big horned knight lay a very deceitful vision of haze. Tavros was laying to his side, leg over another troll- giving them an opening to thrust deep into him. The other troll behind them looked like a one-for-one younger figure of the Summoner, staring seductively into his flustered face as Tavros stutters to his tight entrance being violated repeatedly. Tavros wore a slutty pupa pan outfit, pecs, and piercings out in the open while his booty shorts hung on one leg. Rufioh’s costume was a more revealing outfit that he is always drawn with striped short-shorts and a tank top with skull patterns, to be more exact.

The Scene around them turned into a bedroom, strewn about with various pictures and posters of stars and athletes who occupied the wall. But what was more important to the scene was Rufioh kissing the neck of Tavros as he caressed his pecs. “I pity you so much; you’ve held the mantle for me long enough… just enjoy yourself.” He pulls his medial ring in and out of his hole just to tease him.

Tavros was trembling in pleasure, embraced into someone's arms whom he had respected for so long- someone he had had to fight for as he shared blood with, now here holding him tightly while singing sweet nothings into his ear; who could ask for more after that?

“Dont worry, doll, in my arms, your Pupa pan. I just wanna hold you nice and tight into the night…and maybe some more on the side.”

“Just….uh, do whatever…. Im down..” Tavros leans shyly back into him; Rufioh doesn't need any more signs to know what to do- taking out his cock and hotdogging himself between his thick rear. “Man, your such a baby whining like that…too bad your slutty butt has me smitten” Rufioh kisses his cheek, signaling Tavros to kiss him back. Their session being nestled into each other's bodies continues for what feels like hours in Tavro's head. Rufioh always knew when to pick up the pace so he could watch Tavros shoot ropes all over the wall. But Tavros didn't take anything of what he said to heart because he felt comfort in Rufioh's embrace as he held him tightly. For once, he thought he could let his guard down and simply melt into someone's embrace without the fear of rejection. And with how strong Kurloz’s magic is, this illusion can go on for years in minutes…

[Chewy’s Dream]

Chewy himself is being serviced by multiple trolls who worship his even more enormous cock. He happily lays back on the couch as he sees them fighting for his loads. Kurloz found his dream straightforward and simplistic, but he didn't mind one-track illusions if it meant he could adequately punish them. 

As this isnt a Game Over, it does not count as a wrong end; rather, the two will eventually wake up back at the shore.

Chapter Text

Kasha- Monsters who are known to linger around the dead; they take the bodies of the shallowly buried people and take them away for magic. Usually, these deal with the aftermath of other dark being’s messes.

In the dimly lit crypt, there was the sound of a wheelbarrow and footsteps that echoed through the halls. Inside this closed space lay heaps of junk and trinkets that a certain someone found helpful in their projects. What they didn't expect to see during their venture was his supposed enemy- just searching around his sculptures like they hid treasures beyond their present significance.

He began to cough awkwardly in a deep voice, catching their attention quickly. When he sees their face, there is a sense of naivety and innocence he never expected to see in a would-be crusader of his home. 

“What are you doing here?”

“OOh-oh! im so sorry, please dont be mad, I didn't know if thiz waz a resting place or a hidden doorway!” He gets on his knees, holding his hands together, asking for forgiveness “im just a scout!"

The olive cat looked confused as they got closer, staring them down a bit as they slowly shrugged. “You can just stay.               I dont mind.                  There's no hidden entrance, by the way.” Moving past him, he began to sort out some of the trinkets he got onto the piles, forming them back into sculptures piece by piece as there was now a guest of honor.

"......so... im zebede tongva, whatz your name?"

“Just call me Charun.”

"oh, your name iz so cool! What are you building!?"

“Art”

“what kind of art? iz it like an allegory for something? or iz it like interpretive?”

Charun ponders for an agonizing moment; Zebede can see he is calculating what to say, making him wait for his fated breath.

“Kinda both, I                                                   guess, interpretive?”

“so instead of 'breaking knightz' you just bring them here and take anything cool looking off of them? You like a neutral party then, right?”

“Well, usually the protocol             is to mind break intruders and take them to the general of our region, but like,                         you dont seem like a danger, so you're free to stay.” He spaced out his sentences as he spoke to the goldblood knight. 

“Okay, thatz's very nice of you, Mr. Charun; thank you!”

“Dont mention it..”

Zebede and Charun had gone on like this for hours, Zebede prying deeper and deeper into a new exciting being who he knew nothing about- while Charun, who didnt seem to care, would still answer even if he didnt have much to say back, not once did they ever tell him to shut up or tell him that he was annoying. This led to the goldblood feeling more and more comfortable with them as he happily began speaking more personally about his interests in life. He only became a knight of sensations to make more money. 

“You do realize what happens to those who go missing here, right?”

“they are captured...or sex slavez?”

“Usually just that, some just fuck them until their dead, others just outright absorb them, Im just in charge of the aftermath, so                   I kinda really never looked deeper into anything beyond that”

"well.... even if so... It's nice to feel wanted. I think you deserve more recognition.."

This causes Charun to turn around; Zebede, for once, stares him in the face as he gets closer to him without any words. He only gave him a stoic look as he began to pat the top of his head.

“Thanks.”

The Goldblood blushed as their body tensed up at their touch; being this close let them see their perfectly curved body closer. Charun could almost read his mind as he put Zebedee's hand on his crotch.

“Wanna do it?”

He asks this in the same slow voice he always has, almost like it was a casual question. The Knight practically launches themselves back as they wave their hands. 

“I mean, j-just like that, my blood palper iz on the fritz from that, i mean just right here around a bunch of corpsez! the mood isnt right or anything and just…” He was spouting nonsense as he was more afraid that he wasnt good enough to please him; in reality, he had never had sex before- the whole inclination that someone finds him attractive enough to give him the opportunity is alien enough to make him lose all his comprehension skills.

Charun scratches his cheek, the hair on his body rustling

“I mean, the mist here isnt that thick so that you won't lose your mind, but we could always go deeper into the catacombs            if you like”

“h-herez just fine! B-but your a beast, what do you even have for a....you know your.....thing..”

“My cock?”

“yez that!”

“I gotta do a bit of foreplay before it comes out. Come with me.                       I got a small place.”

Zebede has his hand slowly pulled by Charun through the art piles into a small tunnel that layed a pretty worn-out bed along with shinier items Charun placed on makeshift shelves.

He began to take off his clothes to show off that parts of his body had more patches of hair than others; the guy himself could almost be mistaken for a werebeast. The only items of clothing he still needed to take off were his gloves and socks.

“I dont wanna scratch you         is it fine if i keep these?”

Zebede was scared to remove his armor, only getting off the chest plate as he shyly didn't look at him.

“I've seen people naked before; your body is fine as is.”

“Is it.....really....”

“I mean, i wouldnt want to fuck you if i thought you were ugly           your cute”

Charun approaches him, beginning to help him get the rest off hurriedly. Zebede himself had no way to up his defenses as he was casually pinned onto the bed with swift movements. The Kasha then pulled him into a deep kiss as he frotted himself into the knight's underwear. He Shyly thrusts back only to fear he wasnt doing anything correctly as their deep entanglement furiously continues, his tongue barely being able to get far from his.

It was finally when Charun began to notice he was hesitating slightly

“You alright?”
“im fine! Itz all just a lot and your- i dunno- i mean, i want it but were supposed to be …” his face shines gold as he feels Charun nip at his neck lightly, somehow scaring him out of his wheel of thoughts and answering the question at hand: “please! i want you badly!”

“Alright then                  just be warned                         it might hurt a little.”

He feels him suck away at his neck as the final barrier of protection slips away, leaving both of them only in their socks while their wet members are tightly pushed into each other. 

“The fun fact is that I dont need a lube           watch.”

Charun was more than eager to begin as he slowly pushed himself in; Zebede could just stare up at the stone ceiling as he felt his supposed enemy just having his way with his body. He can feel his love handles being gripped tightly as he feels claws digging into his body- keeping him pinned in ecstasy. 

“more....more please…”

Charun was more than happy to answer his pleas, thrusting himself more vigorously, causing the knight's entire body to shake and shiver with every hammered thrust. Zebede could feel something thick dripping from his sides but could not check from the bigger man, crushing him with his weight. 

But luckily, he didn't have to worry too badly about what was happening as he felt Charun’s thrusts becoming more rabid. He let out a deep growl as he began to shoot ropes inside of Zebede; the goldblood tightly wrapped his hands around their neck, moaning away for what felt like hours in his sex-full mind. Eventually, Charun can pull himself away from his neck, staring down at him as he wipes his brow. “Sorry,                               I got carried away a bit. You ok?”

He slowly pulls out, which causes the knight to yelp out an involuntary “YES” as Zebede can finally look down at his body. Their nails dug deep enough into his body to cause bleeding; he wanted to hold him so tightly in place that it tore skin.

“I can get you patched up.” He looks embarrassed- looking away from Zebede while looking for a first aid kit. “no, no! itz ok! im not in that much pain, it waz amazing. Your amazing; you didnt do anything wrong!”

The both of them went back and forth, but eventually, all pains were subsided by each other's presence. Zebede found solace in someone he never thought he would become quick buds with; he can only hope that the feeling is mutual- Charun’s face doesn't show it.

Chapter Text

Cambisitoids- A revolting species that is KOS for any Knight if spotted, known for their features that ‘look’ troll but look ‘off’ in one or two ways. This highly aggressive species will try to mate with any prey it deems a worthy host. Due to their risk, it's highly advised never to talk or speak to any inside the miasma who dont seem right. If any fellow knight is paralyzed or captured by these things, burn them in cleansing fires, for it is better to kill two than risk the demon having two hosts.

Warning: One chapter that I deem very much to be non-canon for the game over scene might be disturbing for a few people if you are troubled with 

Parasitism, rapid pregnancy, Oviposition, Urethra Play, Unrealistic Sex, full non-con, Zebruh Coddak

Please do not read past a marked point, I do not wish to trigger anyone with what I write for fun; do not make yourself do things that make you feel pained to do so.

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[Canon pathway]

Tavros gets another distress signal deep within the abandoned sewers below the city. The place hasn't been used in sweeps, leaving the waterways oddly crystal blue. It was almost as if something or someone wanted to lure unassuming people to explore its depths and never return.

Considering the battles and foes the Bronzeblood has faced, these types of puzzles and fights are nothing new to him, practically speedrunning through these grates to save a new companion from danger. When he finally reaches the point of the crisis symbol, he comes onto what looks like an oddly more technical area with levers and buttons on the walls and panels. It broke the medieval look with unfitting modern technology. Tavros couldn't make heads or tails of it as he began investigating.

“GET OFF OF ME FOR THE LAST TIME.” The scream from not too far away catches his attention as he sees some sort of odd-looking indigo blood thrusting an enormous appendage on a jade’s crotch, sloppily licking at their cheek as they grunted from the non-consensual dry humping. 

Lanque himself could not stop his advances as their body flared blue-like energy that kept their muscles locked. Tavros seemed to have gotten there before the beast could do more damage to stop him. With a quick thrust of his striped lance, they were easily bisected as their guard was entirely down into taunting their would-be victim.

“aRE YOU ALRIGHT, “

“Am I alright? What do you think knaVe? I let my guard doWn for one second and almost became some freakshoW demons grub host."

Lanque speaks in a holier-than-thou tone as they chastise the Bronzeblood

“"honestly, as much as I Wish to rip you a neW one for hoW long it took, I must thank you. With your sWiftness, I didnt haVe to Worry too deeply about What it Wanted to do. Your TaVros, right?"

“oH YEAH, aRE YOU ALSO-”

“your superior? in eVery Way, shape, and form? yes, and from noW on, I Will be leading your operation. We got neWs from some source here that you have been able to conquer some pesky forces that haVe been less than hospitable to our forces. “

Lanque rambles to them angrily 

“OH, tHANKS FOR THE HELP, wE HAVE A BASE, aND-"

"We're heading to the source, We dont need to do this run-around, destroy the miasma, and We can take this place off the map in one fell sWoop."

“bUT IM NOT READY YET,,,”

“Great... another nook toy for them, hoW can a knight like you not alWays be prepared for....” 

Tavros couldn't get a word in as Lanque went on and on angrily about their mission. Despite it all, he was happy to find someone who seemed driven to do something about the situation instead of sitting around; they seemed oddly passionate about it despite the circumstances. 

“NoW, come on, We need to saVe her as soon as possible.”

“WHOS hER,”

He stares at him in silent anger for a moment as he walks past them, not bothering to answer.

“"ILL jUST,,, kEEP QUIET FOR NOW,, sORRY”

Lanque forces himself into the party… whether everyone likes it or not.

-Point of No Return, the Bad Ending Section-

Saving Lanque as a valuable Knights member is a crucial story point, but what happens if you take a bit longer?

The stage is on a timer of 30 minutes, giving out a warning every 10 minutes. In-game, you fail the mission if you take more than an in-game hour to save Lanque from a Parastical Zebruh.

“Finally....damnit”

Lanque stood over the bodies of various creepy-looking trolls. Most looked like some sort of form a predator would take to trick their prey into a false sense of security before leaping onto them once they were in radius. Most had faces contorted weirdly as their imitations slowly failed once Lanque dispatched them. He tries to take a few steps back from the pile, but ends up falling onto the wall, his legs buckled into themselves in. The paralyzing venom was already kicking in full force, it was only a matter of time before he wouldnt be able to move for a while.

“one of those the Cami's must haVe gotten me... I'll put out a distress signal and Wait here...just rest here until....”

He takes a breath, sighing, before he hears movement. His arms were already too heavy to pick up his weapon; he tried to look around… only to see what looked to be a troll with clovers for pupils. Their suit looked to be a tux with warped buttons and stretched-out features. Their pants were…..blended into their legs; it was on the border of being naked and being clothed at a glance. Seeing their opportunity, they began to walk towards Lanque almost as if meeting an old friend from long ago, clearly mocking their predicament. 

“♧Oh, lucky me, you must have really wanted alone time with me if you spared me... I promise you, my love, the feeling is very much mutual.♧”

The timer begins after this scene

[1st Warning]

“♧Such an incredible silky body, hidden under such rough armor... and a delicious cunt to boot; allow me to sample your forbidden fruits..♧”

Putting one of Lanques legs over his shoulder, he plays around with his cunt, digging his fingers into his warmth. Lanque grunts as he tries to move away impulsively. 

First, he began to finger him with only his middle finger before adding his pointer finger into the fray. With his other hand, he rubs their vulva harshly.

“♧Oh, just so perfect, hot and wet too! I have to prepare you before our main event.♧”

All of the fingering stops as his legs are held further apart. Zebruh dug his tongue into their walls without a single care. The feeling of it should have hurt, but their saliva numbed their pain; somehow, the feel of Lanque’s Tubes getting tongued was the catalyst that caused him to squirt all over the beast's face.

“FUCK” His whole body shivers; getting eaten out like this would be more enjoyable if it wasnt for the fact that he was only being prepared to be a mate for nefarious reasons.

“You knoW... if you really Wanna do this hole so badly, Why dont you take me out for a date first?” Lanque chastised him as Zebruh was still digging into his walls with a bending tongue. Zebruh was too invested in sucking at their juices to respond- wholly invested in slurping away at whatever liquids came out of him.

The worst part for the jade was that they could hear every greedy, suckling noise he made as he did this process. The slurping noises enough, followed by his ecstatic groaning noises, could almost make him cum again.

Tavros needs to hurry; the Jade doesn't know how long they can handle such manhandling.

[2nd Warning]

A few more minutes of being eaten out had caused Lanque’s sanity to drop, and he was only able to tense his muscles as Zebruh kept bringing him over the edge with his weirdly shaped tongue. 

“♧Now you are truly ready, dear; I know you are scared, but please accept my love!♧”

Zebruh’s Cock seemed to be some weird fusion of some ovipositor and human cock combined in unholy matrimony. The tip of it is leaking already as he hotdogs Lanque with the appendage.

Lanque, seeing his situation deteriorating, snaps out of his daze; he needs to lay it on thick that he is not interested; maybe that will slow them down.

“Just because you're a good fuck means I haVe to accept it; you neVer got told no as a kid, did you? Oh, Wait, that's right, you are just a freak of nature.

Such an insult changes their blushing face to slight sadness and shock.

“♧Oh, honey, such harsh words, speaking to me as if im a stranger... Oh, I know I can remind you through our binding of sweat!♧”

Crap. That only made him more steadfast in his plan.

He feels the oddly shaped appendage enter inside of him with a slow thrust, digging far further than anything should ever go in someone's hole. Lanque didnt feel any pain as all his nerves were still shot from being eaten out. Their slow thrusts only make them moan impulsively. Lanque feels their tongue licking at his cheek like an excited dog while their leg bounces on their shoulder.

“F-fine, ill admit it your a good fuck; I'll eVen come back for more if you dont do THAT. ”

Despite times calling for desperate measures, this monster is far too obsessed with him to say no anymore to his advances… And Lanque, at this point, really would keep his promise, even if he was scared of what this creature does to its victims; he couldn't resist someone who knew what to do in bed.

“♧Oh, im so honored, my love, you've finally remembered our times together! But you are not just a fling to me; you are my world; you simply must take my throbbing pleasure with all your body,♧” Zebruh gleefully speaks as their thrusts become more pronounced, causing the jade to breathe heavily in overwhelming pleasure. It was starting to become too much for him. Bargaining wasnt working; it was only a matter of time before they finally came and made him a host to something deadly.

Cambisitoids reproduce by injecting their seed into worthy hosts. The intercourse can cause their victims to pass out from exhaustion, which leads to their creation rapidly growing inside their chosen mate. By this time, there is no way to stop the process as the victim will either die from the baby clawing their way out the way they were injected- causing extreme internal bleeding and death almost ninety percent of the time. This makes them so notorious for how they dont just brainwash their victims; they dont need to.

Lanque knew this fact all too well; he almost felt stupid for not double-tapping their entire nest, now reaping the rewards of arrogance at the end of the monster he was supposed to kill. 

He can only hope whatever Knight is coming will come sooner; there isnt any more time left before he's injected with monstrous seed.

[3rd Warning]

The thrusting never ended; Lanque could feel his Cervix being penetrated achingly over and over again as his leg dangled on Zebruh's shoulder. Unable to bite down on the invasive tongue that was lodged deeply into his throat. He badly just wants to moan away at the disturbed pleasure of the situation but knows the moment he gives in the pleasure, the beast might decide to use his affirmation to do much worse to him.

(im gonna lose my mind at this point...hoW can such a horrid-looking thing knoW hoW to fuck so Well?)

Deep down, they had a mission to save someone from this place, someone they knew was being held captive as a pawn in games they didnt need to be a part of because of his own mistakes. He wanted to make it up to him, but it seemed like life had a humiliating way of repaying the karma he deserved. 

Eventually, the deepthroating tongue unlodges itself from his mouth, causing him to gag from his entire mouth, tasting metallic now.

“♧Im so close now, my love; please accept me deep within your depths!♧”

“Wait, you're What? No! Pull out, noW; you are not cumming inside of me!”

He angrily gripped their nails into the metal wall as they began to thrust deeper into him, ignoring his pleas for their pleasure.

“♧No way....you have to accept my gift inside of you, the grand finale of our love; carry my hellspawn!♧” He could hear the joy and ego in their voice as they began to dig into him; eventually, he heard him grunting as his thrusts became slower, and all pleasure was replaced with great fear as he knew what was going to come next. He can practically hear his load painfully travel through his hard cock, before eventually breaching his cunt- filling him up slowly with something that was far too thick and heavy to be cum. The mystery substance kept flowing out as Lanque could not stop them.

He sees his abdomen begin to distend with cum as he feels something start to multiply inside of him, growing bigger and bigger as he can only watch in fear.

“no, please.....What about What I said? I'll die if you do this!”

“♧But, you killed the entire nest, isnt it only fair you carry my progeny? And if you do survive, I promise I'll keep you moaning happily!♧”

A sudden wave of tiredness hit Lanque; it was time; he couldn't escape the fate that awaits any mortal that finds these freaks of nature. Everything dims and goes dark as his body feels numb.

Lanque lays on the metal floor, exhaustion knocking him cold as he sleeps dreamlessly. His belly shakes around as something inside of him stirs happily in the warmth they get to grow in. Tavros is too late. His belly swells more extensively as the ‘thing’ becomes more active. Lanque groans in his deep slumber, unable to wake up to stop the process already in effect.

Sometime later, Lanque felt himself jet awake by a sharp pain in his belly; his whole body tingled as it transformed into something far more suitable for the thing inside of him- enlarging his pecs and muscle fat in the name of a successful carriage. His entire body was able to move again as he held his stomach in pain. 

It happened only in minutes before ‘it’ finally came out; Lanque couldn't even try to stop it as it layed between his legs, crying in pain as he tiredly held his abdomen. Yet it didnt feel like his internal organs were punctured; he got lucky enough to be part of the ten percent. But his body could barely move as all his energy was forced out of him in one forceful move.

He stares down at it, and oddly, the tiny being seems defenseless and weak; it didn't ask to come into the world the way it did. Even as he held a rapier to it, they stared blankly at him; it looked like a grub with black spots on its jade body. 

……….Lanque couldnt do it… he just couldnt.

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Tavros comes on the scene to find a male jade officer, surrounded with broken armor and various unknown liquids, holding a tiny little grub to their chest.

“You knoW, Were supposed to kill these hellspaWn on sight, but hoW could We eVer kill something so defenseless?” Lanque cradles the grub-thing to his chest, seemingly in odd bliss as Tavros can only watch in shock; it seems they lost the will to fight any further.

“sIR,,, aRE YOU OK,”

“Well, When I got here, I neVer expected this situation Would happen, but thanks to your sloppiness, im stuck With this thing.”

Lanque tries to sound angry but can't as he refers to the being.

“It's too late for me noW; just leaVe me. The thing that attacked me might be nearby; it Will only be a matter of time before the miasma takes my mind.”

Tavros knows he could have been faster; his superior paid for his mistake, leaving the knight with a deep guilt in their chest as they leave them in the depths of an unknown fate.

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Mimic- A monster whose real body is a chest; its fake body can shift into any form it prefers and move freely of its actual body in a certain radius. It tends to lure its victims in and sucks them dry before they can resist. It's best never to touch any chest; they might look too good. 

The musky scent is the only thing the mind can think of when one takes foot in such a damned place, the wet noises of something that shouldn't exist, along with the noises of trolls who have given up themselves to nothing but the next climax. Galekh fixed the cuffs of his suit that poked out of his suited armor. “Alright, I believe you have had too much fun with toying with our distress signals to add to your hoard, dont even bother coming up with an excuse.” Across the room lay a naked troll who licked the cheek of a troll-humanoid, staring across the room with glowing eyes full of some hidden emotion tucked away by smugness. 

“Not even a greeting? Skipping to the part where I make you another slave to your desires? That's just sad. *_________ “

“If you want to carry a conversation, then you would do best to drop my compatriots and name yourself.”

The being seems to see the seriousness on Galekh’s face, knowing no way to weasel anything out of them without making a middle ground. In a quick span, three trolls came out of their box, all lying on the floor on top of each other, unconscious. 

“There, happy im Tagora? *_________”

Galekh gets closer to see their face; their upper body is nude while an encrusted chest obscures their lower half. If one were to see from a distance, it looked like a troll being dragged into a monster before the monstrous teeth of its edges sealed its fate. All coming together to have the Indigo already know their game.

Galekh decided after finally seeing their appearance that there was no point in continuing their talk, only giving them a look of utter hatred as their body flew at them. Fleshy tendrils spewed in an attempt to stop his advance- only guiding to an easy opening. One mistake any animal makes is letting their arrogance overpower all their other survival senses in the name of greed; the beast who wore the face of someone from yore got fat on their victories.

Thus, only a quick strike through their fake body- followed by multiple stabs to the inside of the chest, made them immobile in seconds. The double-arrowed troll sees the shock on their face as they are blown back, holding their wooden flesh in pain, hunched over in fear.

“You're not even a match; this is pitiful.”

Galekh goes to brandish their blade to the killing blow, but the look on the mimic’s face makes them freeze. Tagora quickly reads their hesitance as something deep down holding them back. In the name of survival, they play into their emotions.

“Wait, so you dont wish to kill me, so you just want me to live after taking all of your companions hostage? *_________”

“Don’t phrase it like that; you look too much like someone I once knew.”

“Ah, I see, a celebrity? *_________”

“A fool”

“And your name? *_________”

“Galekh Xigisi, something you can take to the grave.”

Tagora held his hands up in surrender; Galekh’s face rested as he felt hesitant at how composed they were in the face of death.

“You could kill me so easily, but I know the eyes of want from a mile away; how about we cut a deal? *_________”

There was an air of quiet—the Indigo-sheathed his weapon, looking at the fallen knights on the ground.

“You want me, right? You probably have a potion to heal yourself; if you give it to me, I promise to let you and your friends leave *_________.”

“And in return?”

“Isn't it obvious, or so you want me to write it out? *_________”

Galekh quizzically stared at them; it was right there when they emotionally opened at what could have been possibly the worst time.

“I knew it, an ex-lover. You have only looked at me with hatred since you saw me. But wanted things to work so badly that it couldn't... you want them back, or in some form, and im right here. *_________”

Their voices purred out as their fake body sat fully for Galekh’s eyes to take in. You couldn't mistake them for not being a troll, even if you saw them in a bright light. Galekh knew he was being deceived, but at this point, it was either kill them and do his job or learn more about them and possibly cut that part of his life. 

Their hand moved before their mind, grabbing a red potion and tossing it to them.

Pouring it into the chest, he hears Bestial cries as all the damage he did vanishes instantly, going against his morals; it's almost like he never changed.

“Come here. *_________”

Galekh slowly moves forward, standing tall as he faces the dark being; he almost shivers as he can feel their soft touch through his armor, slowly moving around their chest and abdomen.

“..........Truly…. Your feats are unparalleled.”

“Just say you like it, or is such directness alien to you? *_________” he was teased as he began to look closely at their body, their thighs and defined waist, complimented by their upper features being ever so shaped. Galekh almost felt embarrassed from how their dump truck of an ass just hung out in the open, just lewdly being supported by their natural bodies and tongues.

“........why am I so hard already?”

“You're staring at the cause; you look like just the perfect specimen to feed on. *_________” 

“Any funny business from you, and you will find your sexual pining being undermined.”

His mouth is stuffed with a sweet-tasting finger; his target only stares back at him with an all-knowing smile.

Turning around, they show off their bubble butt, looking back with one eye under their bang.

“I know, I know, I met my match, tonight I own you, and you will worship the body you gawk at like your life depends on it.. *_________.”

“...And whatever happens here, it's just this roleplay, right?”

Tagora sighed. “You make me more excited with your hesitance *_________.”

Galekh held their heavy chest as they kneeled, taking off their clothing as their cock rubbed against the wooden frame. Pressing their mouth against their rear, they licked greedily at their prize. Lapping it slowly before removing their glasses, this mission required him to go deep, moving the bouncing cheeks aside with a stern grip. He huffed the manly smell as his tongue delved into their warmth.

“Ah Yes......... that's it, worship it, do good enough, and I'll let you stuff it too. *_________”

“So… good…”

Mockily, spoke Tagora. “Is it delicious? Then why dont you kiss the groom? *_________” 

He didnt need to say more as he saw them move away from his hole and begin to kiss one of his cheeks sloppily, sucking on it before going to the other side; he knew how to pleasure someone else far more than any other troll could. 

“With all your skills, you would do better as a chair come here *_________.”

Pink Tentacles slowly emerged from the box, dragging Galekh into their depths; he felt his face shoved deeper into Tagora as he was pulled into their depths, his body surrounded by what could only be described as oddly pleasuring slime. His mind couldn't even comprehend if he liked or hated the feeling- his face was too shoved into Tagora’s cheeks to think deeply about it. 

“This fake body is fun to have when it comes to stuff like this; why dont you quit all your adventures and stay down there forever ? *_________” Tagora bounced on his face as he sat on top of him, utterly uncaring for all his struggles; he could feel him trying to move around to no avail, the heat of his body becoming merged with his in a beautiful forgery that was their affection.

“Hm... you're right. I guess it is not far. I dont get to have any fun while you can lick me out to your heart's content; let's change that *_________” For once, Tagora pulls away, grabbing the top of the chest and forcing it shut. Galekh was stuck in darkness, floating in a wet void, “Ok, this is fun and all, but you're getting carried away with yourself.” The Knight suddenly felt like he was being dragged deeper as two glowing eyes appeared on top of him.

“Carried away means me picking you up and walking away with you, really the correct phrasing would be - and excuse my language- "making you my bitch" *_________.” The inside of the box lights up to show the both of them floating on a fleshy platform in vast bubbles, flying away to some invisible surface. 

Tagora gives him no time to ponder the new world as he gets on his elbows, ass out and shaking left and right in a hypnotic movement. As his brain melts into pleasure, he focuses midway into plowing the Mimic into the false ground. Hearing them whine and laugh from how hard and repeatedly they were speared on such a fat girth. His hands were already gripping his handles to drive him deeper into his new master.

Tagora wanted to speak but couldn't say anything while Galekh began to fill them to the brim with cum snot- bursting load and load as his nuts pulsated every few seconds. He feels the Knight begin to make out with the back of his neck while he still lay hilted inside of him, feeling bloated from all the cum just floating around inside of him.

“.....Enough of the roleplay, Galekh Xigisi... I can't take it anymore *_________.” 

Galekh seems to look confused as Tagora leans up, staring back.

“Forget the deal, forget all this talk; I dont need the knights for entertainment when I have you. *_________”

“What are you on…… about.”

Galekh tries to pull out, but he feels himself somehow stuck; looking down in confusion, he notices both of their bodies almost merging; the place where they were once separate was now bound together in perverse binds. 

A Knight should never play along with a Dark Being, for one thing about them is how unpredictable they can be. From the look at the Mimic’s fake body, he can see nothing but the purest form of greed staring back at him wildly.

“I love you...stay with me forever, I'll never let you go, never...go never...never... hahahahhahHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAH *_________.”

Their fake tone finally revealed the beast that hid, one that has only known to take and take until it feels sated, not caring for anything else but its pleasures. This neverending emptiness could only be temporarily filled with falsehoods.

“Calm down; if you want me to please you, it only accomplishes the opposite.”

Tagora doesn't respond as he unlatches himself to Galekh. The Indigo’s hands and feet became stuck into the ground as he was stuck in an almost crabwalk position, staring up at the monster he had created. Tagora’s cock began to overgrow, the sound of a heart pulsating rung in both of their ears as they lunged onto their trapped captive. Stuffing the fuck stick deep into his urethra- hopping onto Galekh’s knees and putting their hands on their chest to balance themselves, staring right into their eyes. 

As scared as Galekh was, the suctioning he felt as Tagora thrust away on their member without a care in the world. Hearing the crazed grunts and quiet laughs they make while they only see him as a sex doll for his pleasure.

“T-agora…please…. I”

“I love you, I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you, I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you, I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you  *_________.”

Trying to speak to him only caused them to go faster. With one hand, he grabbed onto their enormous cock and began to massage the outside while he kept Galekh’s cock stuffed up to his balls.

“You’re gonna spend the rest of your life stuffing me fat; I want you here only thinking about how well I can pleasure you in any way, shape, or form; this deal is non-negotiable. *_________”

Tagora seems to have a funny way of signing this deal as Galekh watches the cum slowly travel down from Tagoras balls to his, his legs shutter at the new feeling of cum shoving itself deep into his cock. His entire body heaves as he quickly spills back, Tagora’s false cock was going to suck him dry at how sickeningly good it was, he only makes out a deep grunt, defeatedly giving him what he wants.

Tagora hilted himself deep, tongue hanging out as he made perverse noises of pleasure; Galekh could see their balls slowly expand, growing from softballs to almost beachball-shaped as they chuckled wickedly. Galekh didnt see himself being taken advantage of. Instead, he saw someone who had never known love without force or even transaction; instead of trying to resist, he thought of a new way- embracing it.

While Tagora was still euphoric at being filled up, Galekh threw his head forward to kiss him sloppily; the movement made their entire dimension shiver in happiness.

“Fine, if you dont wish to continue the end of the bargain, then I guess I won't tell you ways you can milk my cock.” Galekh laughs while his body glistens with sweat. Tagora, in his dazed state, lets Galekh go, allowing him to pin the teal down and laying himself to where their rear rubbed their overfilled pipe, using one hand to cusp the cheek of his lover so he could gaze upon their real nature.

“Doesn't it sound like a better deal to you? If I am to pleasure you, then show me your worth.” Galekh continued to ackingly rub himself back and forth onto them, seeing how his face went from crazed to sexually frustrated. “I'll do anything for you... *_________” His tone became calmer; as a reward for good behavior, Galekh kissed him lightly on the lips again- before laying between his legs and grasping his heavy balls.

“For now on, you will never hurt another knight; if you have urges, you will discuss them with only me.” Droplets spilled out of the head from massaging the monster's churning balls. Laying it on deeper, the Proper Troll opened the head of Tagora’s false-cock with his fingers.- just to shove his entire arm to the shoulder down inside of him.

He chuckles. “Of course, I have no way of ever trusting someone whose job it is to toy with others, so what will be your condition?”

...Pailmate... *_________”

“Hm?”

Tagoras voice was calm; legs flexed as cum leaked from whatever hole they could escape from; there was no helping him as the arm that was stuffed into him pumped slowly all the way down to his balls. 

“P-pailmate, pailmate, yours, all yours, fuck whatever ex left you, I only need you in this fake world to be happy... *_________.” 

One should be shocked, but when you get pulled into your lover's embrace enough times, you eventually get used to the feeling. 

“Deal, we are a two-way street, dont ever forget that… you may cum.”

With a few final pumps, he pulls out his arm with one swift motion, and gallons of cum shoot over his shoulder. The whole warm floor they layed open was covered in their thick juices while Tagora’s chest drew tight, only making out unnatural noises while Galekh used his other hand to massage the balls to full effect.

The wet noises of the cum shooter eventually began to settle down, only limply shooting out thin strands as Galkeh kept pumping at it.

“So...how about something less invasive...? *_________.” it was almost a question he didnt have to ask as he lay next to Galekh on the cum covered floor, rubbing his chest while both of their crotches rubbed into one another.

Slowly, the flesh around his crotch transforms and shifts into a tight soft looking cunt, rubbing itself into Galekh's more erect member. Chuckling, he gazed at him to do whatever he pleased, opening his chest for him to play with. The Bigger troll obliges him, holding onto his back passively while sucking on an engorged nipple. Eventually, they mount him, laying their warmth on the head of the man meat he yearned for.  “My body can shift into whatever form it pleases, meaning endless enjoyment for you and me. Do with this what you will; I deserve it after losing myself *_________.”

Swiftly, Galkeh began to stuff himself deeply- making a large indent in his abdomen that he only plunged deeper; knowing that Tagora’s body was explicitly made for this only egged him on to keep stretching his insides out while watching his face make more lewd faces. He hilts again, going slow while Tagora’s body bounces up and down- his small pecs jumping with his enormous thighs.

“I think it's time for your drilling.”

Galekh moved up, slowly pinning their body to the floor as they continued to thrust in and out of their wet heat. No troll would be able to take his entire. Tool without whining or moaning from the medial ring, being able to go down to his shaft, finally drove him to go faster. Staring at his bounty only made him almost shocked at how willing this Mimic just let him do what he wanted with his body; he couldn't lie to himself that the look of someone from long ago brought deep feelings of wanting to reconnect with someone who already promised he moved on from. He loved him despite how conditional everything felt, yet it felt like, in a twisted way, the universe united him with someone just like him- only lacking what made him a member of the society he came from. Pondering all of this made him only want to make things right in every way possible; he wanted to go on adventures with them and explore this world and all it had to offer beyond what he had been allowed to see in his position. His shaft began to make squelching noises from the cum he began to fuck out of his lover, watching their eyes roll up while he continued to push himself in and out of him. 

“I hope you dont expect me to quit since you came.”

“Why would I? Pound me for all I care, the feeling of you.......uuuuugh... *_________” He tried to continue speaking, moving their hips into Galekh’s, only causing another wave to begin coming at fast speeds. 

He could see the need on his face; leaning downward, he put his arms behind Tagora’s head, facing him eye to eye as he thrusts himself into their tightness in quick, short bursts. His lover's legs shivered violently as he came all over Galekh’s groin again. When they look eye to eye again, for once, both see one another, slowly pushing themselves to kiss both lewdly and passionately.

Galekh groans as he quickens his pace, feeling himself coming closer, Tagora’s arms fling onto his back, holding him tightly while his manhunt was about to be fed cock-snot right into their forged cervix.

It takes a while for each load to travel down his length, but slowly, Tagora begins to be filled over and over again, having his vagina become inflated with more and more come while he moans right into his tongue. Spit between the both of them began to spill all over Tagora’s cheeks as both began to suck each other's mouths harder in a tight climax. 

Galekh keeps thrusting himself in and out, feeling as each thrust causes globs of his virile cum to spill out onto the floor. 

“You better keep your end… at this point, I might have to take your offer to keep you fed if you require… a different intake of proteins…”

“So full of cum... I feel like one of those troll broads *_________” Tagora never stopped moving on his cock even when Galekh stopped moving to speak to him, simply bouncing as his inflated stomach bounced with seed. 

“....................” He tried to regain his senses, but his lover still needed his attention; leaning back down, he decided to fill him over capacity, letting Tagora enjoy the feeling of having cum-slop stuffed inside of him over and over. Yet, in a calculated way, it would keep them away from other knights as they probably will look to relive this experience from only him, but he just deep down can't ignore such a needy-looking face.

The chest opens up again, and a deluge of cum sludge falls out of its storage while the monster leans out of it. Galekh, who was still inside, was sucking away at the mess they made while their new lover kept cumming. Sucking at the vulva and licking the stretched-out insides. So much cum was just locked up deep inside Tagora, leaving him with a pronounced abdomen of Galekh’s mistakes.

“So... while you are busy cleaning me up, I'll just tell you that this chest can grow smaller and bigger at will, so you don't have to worry about keeping me. *_________”

….

“And, I expect the same kind of 'activites' from you every 2 to 3 moons... no exceptions. *_________”

Galekh doesn't bother pulling his mouth out of him, simply nodding in agreement. His face gets covered in his juices while Tagora happily stares down at him.

“Oh... you and I are going to be excellent business partners... *_________.”

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Psigriffs: Beasts that tend to stalk their prey from afar. With wings that spout out of it like a griffin and fingers shaped like claws, it tends to hold its prey down to begin its process. [the rest of the info page seems to be torn out]

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Karkat himself was shoulder-deep in a psigriff’s urethra, trying to use his total weight to pull himself out to no avail.

“DAMNIT, LET GO!”

“iill pa22, my loiin2 need 2omethiing two fiill them anyway. “ Sollux sat on the edge of their nest, simply watching him effortlessly struggle to no avail. He couldn't use his non-dominant hand with the sickle as he was in a pinned position, only causing him to struggle more in anger.

“ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT, YOU ASKED FOR-”
Playing dirty, he goes for the jugular, trying to scratch at their head with a leap, only for their balance to go off hilt when Sollux takes flight; the leap only caused their skull and upper torso to go right into the cock head's entrance. 

By then, his fate was sealed; he felt Sollux slowly grabbing his other arm and shoving it in a while, shivering, laughing at the cockiness of someone who rushed to their possible grave. 

His hot and wet surroundings put him in a daze, unable to move limbs besides his legs, which only made the scene set deeper.

How did he get in this position?

An hour ago

“Can not.”

“CAN FUCKING TOO; YOU CAN WATCH AS I ABSOLUTELY PUT YOUR WORDS TO SHAME AS I ABSOLUTELY TRUMP OVER THIS MONSTER FUCKER WHO YOU CLEARLY ARE TOO AFRAID TO HANDLE YOURSELF. ‘MR. CAPTAIN’”

“WHO THE HELL EVEN GAVE YOU THAT TITLE? A CAPTAIN SHOULD HAVE JUST LEFT A BUNCH OF THEIR OWN COMRADES TO THEIR DEATH. IF ANYTHING, THE ONLY JOB YOU’VE DONE IS SIT ON YOUR FAT ASS WHILE FLIRTING WITH THE ENEMY”

“Hey! I havwe feelings you knovw!” 

Lanque held his hand to shut Cronus up before pressing his lips

“Karkat, a Psigriff, is faster, smarter, and tricker than any bargain bin dark beast. Why else do you think any Who face it dont return the same?"

“CAUSE THEIR STRONGEST PRACTICALLY SENT THEM TO PAD OUT ITS BALLS, LIKE YOU.”

Swatting his filed nails, the jade relents. “You knoW What, fine. If you think you can handle it, why dont you try to face it? I saW it nesting toWer nearby the farm area."

“WATCH, ILL COME BACK WITH ALL THOSE WHO ITS CORRUPTED, AND YOU CAN EAT SHIT FOR ALL THE CONFIDENCE YOU NEVER BACK UP”

Half an hour ago

“sO,,, yOU BASICALLY SENT HIM TO DIE.”

Tavros came in a bit later, and it did not take long for word to spread about Karkat leaving in such a loud fashion.

“He jumped the chain of command; you should be thanking me.”

“iLL GO SAVE HIM IF HES STILL ALIVE, i DONT KNOW IF I CAN BEAT THAT THING, bUT I THINK I CAN WARD IT OFF WITH FIRE.”

“Do as you Will, but if he's already in his balls, just come back. There's no point in saVing bones... or gog knoWs What that thing does to its Victims.”

10 minutes ago

A sickle clashes with sharp talons, and the psigriff is on its final legs, lying wounded over the cliff edge.

“damniit, 2eriiou2ly...where diid you come from?”

“FROM HELL, WHERE YOULL JOIN ME”

Karkat’s chest tightens, focusing hard on his target. Just one more wound should send this monster to the grave; he was going to rub all of this in Lanque’s face and prove to those higher-ups that he is far better than what they pay high bloods to do less of his job.

But one second was just enough to see the psigriff vanish. Trying to stop himself, the warrior nailed his feet into the ground, only to get caught in a roll.

He had to cling onto anything to stop himself from falling, barely grabbing the roots on the cliff’s edge, leaving him dangling feet in the air from a plunge that would flatten him in seconds.

“SHIT……..FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!”
Holstering his sickle, he reaches for rocks, only seeing as his grip slips quickly.

“crap, ok, ploy gone two far, grab on!”

The Psigriff peeks over the cliff, opening up their hammerspace speedo to reveal a monstrously large male appendage, the cockmeat dangling right about Karkat’s head to grab.

“ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?”

"well, iif you want, you can ju2t fall two your doom. ii cant carry you from there!"

“.........I SWEAR I WILL GIVE YOU A VASCETOMY IF THIS IS SOME TWISTED FUCKED UP JOKE.”

With no other opens, Karkat grabbed on the moist cockhead; Sollux’s cock-head swallowed his hand in before lifting him up in one swift motion. His whole body shivers; his body is in pain from getting slammed hard into the ground. Just what the hell is this thing?  

“........THANKS….WAIT, WHY DID YOU HELP ME?”

He gives credit where it's due; maybe he overthought this monster, or perhaps he was a threat only because someone got their ass handed to them and just wanted to collect their feathers to gather whatever was left of their self-ego.

“ea2iier two get you iin my 2ack when your two bu2y tryiing not two diie”

He looks back at his stuck hand. Hearing him laugh as he gave his arm a tug,

“that2 not gonna work, karkat riight? ii overheard your name from one of the toy2 ii have layiing around 2omewhere"

“OH, NO.”

Present time

Sollux keeps pushing his legs in slowly, watching gleefully as his cock swallows up its meal swiftly. Despite all Karkat's struggles, he reaches the sack with a heavy splat.

All around him was hot heat that felt choking. His limbs can move slightly as the watery cum covered his lower half. Reaching for his weapon, he tries to slice the skin open from the inside, but only seeing some sort of magic from the inside of the balls makes it bounce back, hitting him in the forehead.

“DAMNIT, LET ME OUT!”

Sollux’s Sack struggled while Karkat kept angrily punching around in a fit. He just barely makes it to his nest before letting out some droplets. The Feeling of his toy trying too hard to escape never got old for him.

"fuck, keep 2truggliing liike that and ii may have two let you out."

 Karkat starts struggling more, kicking under the cum pool as well as the closed-off exit.

 "oh, you thought ii wa2 2eriiou2? nah, iit ju2t feel2 good when you flaiil your pathetiic body around iin there; nobody2 ever gotten out."

He hears him screaming in anger. He clenches his sack while sitting on the hefty orbs to put him in his place.

 "ii don't know why you're 2truggliing. ii'm goiing two make you iinto 2omethiing 2o much better than you are. one way or another. whether that'2 heft on my 2haft or a2 a toy ii2 up two you."

The cum inside the sack slowly began to change colors. Karkat watches as his body’s energy slowly gets sapped out of him. His legs were tingling in odd pleasure.

 "fuck, ii can already feel you changiing. You're goiing two thank me after thii2, your liife ha2 alway2 has been meant two end a2 a fuck toy for me." 

Sollux began to furiously masturbate; his body was going into full gear on changing his trapped prey but slowly stopping as he spotted Tavros from afar. There must be more of them, more people to stretch him out and be turned into happy toys to pleasure him.

"hey, you have friiend2, riight? miind telliing me where the re2t are? The weiight of you iin one ball ii2 2ettiing me off, ii want two correct iit."

He barely hears from the muffled crying and screaming to fuck off; he clearly was trying his best to resist the transformation. 

Sollux just didnt get it; he should be happy about this; he usually just adds knights to his shaft if he's annoyed enough by them. What else could a mortal aspire to be but an object of pleasure?

  "ju2t con2iider your2elf lucky ii wa2 horniier than ii wa2 hungry when ii caught you. 2ome heroe2 haven't been 2o lucky." 

His Balls got louder, and the sounds of the cum getting to work on Karkat’s body were starting to begin; the only annoying (or fun) thing was how long it took. Karkat would still try to find a way out for who knows how long?

"why are you 2truggliing 2o much? ii2n't thii2 what you want? two be wiithout a worry or a care iin the world. ju2t me and my cock fiilliing you every day for the re2t of your pathetiic liife. admiit iit, your liife wa2 meaniingle22 up untiil now. ju2t 2urrender your miind, and ii'll do the re2t."

The Griffon laughs maliciously while Karkat keeps trying to claw his way out. He couldn't feel his lower off beyond the pleasant tingling that overtook all his nerves. The pleasure kept him from screaming while he was unable to move anything before his abdomen.

It gets even more, worse when Sollux churns him, the walls squeezing him to cover his entire body in sweat and musk, practically draining his sanity- none of this felt real; this couldn't be happening. 

“THIS….ISNT….REAL…”

There was another loud scream from inside as a few prominent bumps showed from Sollux’s balls,

 "oh, you're a feii2ty one. ii liike that. iit'll make iit all the more 2atii2fyiing two 2ee your miind iis broken by my ball2."

The cum began to go higher and higher; his head could barely surface from the neck up.

 "I'd keep your head up iif ii were you. nobody'2 come back up after goiing below the 2urface."

………………

…………….

………….

Tavros appears at the tower's base, Sollux slowly flapping down while his balls hang heavily.

"your karkat'2 friiend riight? will 2ave you the trouble, he2 already iin the proce22 of becomiing one of my toy2”

Tavros pulls a torch from his inventory with a smirk

"..........oh, 2o you wanna actually try two 2top me, tell you what... iif you can catch me iin my tower, iill giive you back your friiend- and your other buddiie2. iif you faiil, you have two face me and whatever come2 out of me.”

Karkat slightly kicks. He felt the point of gravity changing, only for the griffon to audibly churn him as punishment for interrupting his conversation.

"you better hurry, your friiend do2ent have long untiil he2 fully ttran2formed.”

"IF iTS A GAME TO DECIDE EVERYTHING, THEN FINE, bUT DONT THINK IM GOING TO LOSE."

The Game Between a Bird and a Bull

Tavros has to fight against a timer in this level, and Sollux will run around a tower map. At the same time, Karkat remains trapped in his balls, and a bar will show how long the transformation will take at the bottom of the screen; depending on when karkat is saved, a specific ending is reached.

Two endings are non-canon and even have ties to bad endings, As it will mean Karkat’s transformation wasnt entirely stopped. His brain will have been too churned and clenched into cumslop to continue being a knight.

Bad End 004: A Worthy Toy

The bar reaches zero, but Karkat is saved….his transformation is too far gone.

Sollux, defeated, shakes off the fire and lies in his nest.

“fiine fuck! Have your friiend back, dont 2ay ii diidnt warn you!”

A noticeable bulge began to travel from his base and out of his cock. From it, a troll had splattered onto the ground covered in cum. He's been made shorter, not by much, but enough that it's noticeable. His horns have been rounded to total smoothness, so they don't hurt if Sollux shoves him inside. Anything 'sensitive,'~ but his hair is softer and curlier under a bunch of cum. Like the rest of his durable body, his hard-won muscle softened into his new twinkified form. Lean chest and flat stomach, with a bit of roundness that sollux could just get out of the giant knight. 

Everything below the waist is much crazier, though. His ass and hips are wide, large enough to accommodate the psigriff's monstrous cock; his body's more elastic to accomplish the same, but that's not something that'll show up physically besides the slight shortness. His cock is almost comically large, hanging down to his knees when it's soft with balls that are as large as Karkat's head. It has to be significant to satisfy the urges of his new, huge master, after all. His legs are still pretty muscular to support all the extra weight of his ass and cock, and his brain has practically been churned up into cum, taking anything but lust and thoughts of servitude for his master along with them. 

"k,,,kARKAT," Tavros utters out a question, staring at what once was an old friend, now reduced to a form solely for pleasure, watching how his body moved in odd ways in Idle. Then, the once Krabby troll began to walk forward, a dopey smile plastered on his face. "MAN.... BEING IN THERE REALLY CLENCHED ALL THE STRESS OUT OF MY TAVROS... I CAN'T KEEP THIS PLEASURE TO MYSELF, THIS CHANGE...." Karkat began to rub his engorged meat as he held Tavros's shoulder, the bronze blood staring in defeat as he was slowly pushed towards Sollux. "not gonna fight back? ii know your 2trong enough two throw hiim" "i,,,dONT KNOW ANYMORE,,,, i,,," Tavros's mind was filled with all the times he was slow too close to saving him, only to continue letting the horrific process change him into this... the sounds playing over and over again in his brain…

When he reached his sack, he could hear the gleeful moans of the Psigriff, enjoying its new soon-to-be toy reaching its final destination.

“fuuuuuuuuck, alriight, you de2erve a reward karkat, whiile dont you make out wiith one cock and fuck another?” Sollux held his two cocks out to their face, reveling as he immediately went to work putting their tongue in his hole. The other member began to spear inside his other slab.

“aw man... ii can feel your friiend2 precum 2liippiing iin and out of me....”

Something about that line angered Tavros deeply, speaking about his friend like he was still the same as always. He can't let this go; he just allows himself to get slurped up with no reciprocation.

He lunged at the captive walls with a pull of his striped lance. Almost immediately, the puddle of cum below him elevates at a frightening speed up to his pecs. Sollux on the outside spurting cum directly into Karkat’s balls before it comes back out again- as well as getting slurped away until it indented his stomach with cum. 

“MORE…PLEASE, THAT'S THE STUFF; I WANT MORE; I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT.”

"keep...fiilliing me......" fists clenched, his head turned to the skies, Sollux couldn't even form a complete sentence.

Tavros kept trying to poke and prod, only to slowly grow increasingly tired; the last thing he could remember was the feeling of his body slowly shifting and churning to ecstatic groans.

…..

[Afterscene]

Tavros and Karkat stood at both sides of Sollux, cocks stuffed into their master- feeding him load after load while he leaned back.

The fuck itself was wordless; nothing needed to be said; Sollux liked it when his toys only spoke when he wanted them to, meant for his pleasure, his needs. 

The moment his balls go over capacity with cum, he bloats both of their sacks without even a visual cue; hearing all the cum sloshing and moving up through his tube was the best way to start any morning.

"man... ii miight not even need two replace you both for a whiile, iill thiink about iit…”

With an uncertain future, both send the cum right back into Sollux, most of it spilling out whatever opening it could find between the three. 

Just in the wrong place, at the wrong time, with the wrong answer to solve it.

GAME OVER

Bad End 003: A Knights Honor

He is saved if the bar is halfway, but Karkat’s transformation is still too far gone.

With one swipe of fire, Sollux crashes into his mighty nest. His scrotum began to warp and kick with life as his body dissipated into purple flickers of light. Tavros had to hold the bricks tightly to not get thrown away by the explosion of energy; in the end, there was semen all over the place. Slowly, clumps of it began to reform into people- trolls who were once only adding to the shaft of that monster.

But… some things are wrong, all of them dont look right.

Tavros finds himself held tightly by many hands, various trolls with huge thighs and cocks reformed around him. 

“Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaank you…..”
“Stay with us…must repaaaaaaay you”

“nO THATS FINE, yOU CAN LET GO NOW,,,pLEASE,”

More and more of them appeared… in a matter of seconds, every hole and orifice of his body was getting showered in thick cum. Time itself seems to vanish…

Maybe if he wasted less time, he wouldnt have to deal with his brainwashed friend and fellow knight’s increased sexual urges; for now, though, his mind eventually forgets all about stopping the invasion. Maybe… the world is better this way.

GAME OVER

Canon Ending

Karkat is saved before the bar is halfway empty.

With one final blow to the orbs, Sollux flies around like a headless chicken before crashing. In the makeshift landing, he falls headfirst into his nest, the magic he had instantaneously canceling itself into sparks that shoot into the dark sky. He reverts to a more troll-like form, seemingly confused.

“gog, iit feel2 liike 2omeone cru2hed my ball2 and jackhammered my head, what the heck have ii been doiing?”

The gold blood held his temples as the sparks slowly descended from the sky, and knights of various ages and statures slowly regained form on the floor.

In front of Tavros, one of the sparks landed right in front of him, showing a familiar face- Karkat.

“UGH….TAVROS? FUCKING HELL, DID YOU?”

“aRE YOU ALRIGHT,”

“DO I LOOK ALRIGHT?! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY LEGS? ITS LIKE SOMEONE JUST ENLARGED THE LOWER HALF OF MY FRONDS.”

“MY STRUT PONDS ARE ENLARGED, AND I HAD TO SPEND THE PAST HOUR BELIEVING MY FINAL MOMENTS WERE IN A MONSTER BALLS.”

“‘ YES IM ALRIGHT’ SAYS WHO AFTER ALL OF THAT SHIT FOR THINKPAN?!”

In other words, he was ok.

“LETS JUST GET OUT OF HERE NOW”

“wHAT SHOULD WE DO WITH THE?,, i DONT KNOW IF HES A PSIGRIFF ANYMORE.”

Sollux stood looking at the others confused, most looking over and backing away; it seemed whatever he was up to put fear in even some of the veterans around here.

“HE LOOKS LIKE A LOST GRUB, IT WILL HANDLE ITSELF”

Karkat grabs Tavros forcibly by the wrist, walking away from it; he doesn't want to spend time on it at all.

Chapter Text

An Anonymous Troll Soilder (nonbinary masc) sneaks off from their patrol group from time to time to have a ….. Interesting relationship with a dark being enemy. In the end, something would come out about their secret relationship; they didnt know when.

[No Data Entry for Werebeasts found]

While the Knights try to destroy the Miasma from the inside, a task force stands at the borders. Keeping any monster at bay from escaping and attacking or seeing themselves on troll kind. While the job has many benefits, they practically work the Gatekeepers to death, day and night- marching, training, tiny bits of sleep, horrible tasting food that will have your guts twisted into knots for weeks. Asteri was one of them, just another Y/N knight from some village nearby; they had dealt with these beasts kidnapping their village's populace and felt almost obligated to do something. While they're not the best soldier, they have endured every trial enough to be put on the frontlines of all places.

The Frontlines are the forest right before the gates, a place with low visibility; anything can lurk in the darkness, and people who have dived deep within its depths have rarely returned. Even with all their weapons and might, burning the forest is impossible, nor is chopping down the trees. A magical force keeps the place at a high risk of danger, and although the miasma doesn't reach out, ‘something else’ does. 

Asteri was tasked with checking a tree village that mysteriously appeared in the forest. Given what happened, they and their squadron could use it as a base if it was an abandoned troll residence. All under the presumption that these monsters can't build their own buildings and instead need to take them from others to live.

Going into a hut, they expected nothing; so far, when it came to their patrol for the past few weeks, they had found nothing; the job itself was starting to feel more like a means of getting a payment of money at the end, and whatever respect he can scoop from some high blood who dont give him the light of day. 

…….That and, well fuck it, no one is around, and he isnt expected to report back for a while. Taking off his pants, he began to stuff a few fingers inside of themselves. Moving around and playing with his pleasure parts to relieve their tension.

“Fuuuuck…” his whole body was shivering; he felt it coming; his mind was off everything while he lay in the bed, going faster and faster until-

“Now that's a sight.”

A deep voice in the doorway seemed to shake the whole room; all the build-up transformed into fear. Eyes that glowed yellow and fangs that protruded from the monster's maw. Even worse, a cocky smile in knowing there's one way out and that their would-be victim is already in the mood.

“Do I even need to convince you?”

“Sir, can I convince you in maybe… pretending we never saw each other?”

The werebeast jumps on top of them, pinning them to the bed in one swift movement; Asteri can feel their cock pop and rub against their heat viciously.

They couldn't even argue; their face was smooshed between their extremely hairy chest while they tried to call for help.

“What to do with you…. You wanted some cock, right?”

There were more screams while they were still disoriented; the rubbing against them became deeper, only one movement away from being penetrated and pounded by a dark beast….. But it stopped almost as quickly.

The weight vanishes, and the wolf stands in the darkness of the hut, their knotted cock poking out. He sees them give a wink, and Asteri crawls over, cursing themselves for their weak resistance.

“.......So….hot…” his fingertips were blazing from just touching the giant ‘thing’- that pulsated calmly in their soft fingers.

“Ya know, I might let ya’ go if you use that mouth well enough.”

“Aah….ok…”

Like he needed any incentive to suck on this meat stick, his mouth went to sucking in its meat, sucking away at it while the werebeast slowly moved themselves in and out with their blowjob. He could feel every thrust become more potent than the last as all this riling of their own loins began to ignite their need. 

“For now on, call me Marvus; I think you might enjoy spending the rest of your life eating my loads.”

Asteri’s cock-drunk daze seems only slightly to realize those words; his body is pushed to the ground as Marvus begins to drill his cock all the way down to the knot. His throat was being torn up while his mind was gone, and he felt something getting stuffed into his stomach before he could even taste it.

Marvus began to pull out, pouring some drops of his load on their face before moving their cock towards their cunt

“Now, dont fight back. Just gotta knot ya till ya can't run away, then you'll be perfect.”

“HEY, ASTERI, I SAW SOMETHING GO IN THERE, ARE YOU OK?”

“Damnit… your buds are more observant than I thought.”

Jumping off, he gave one more look to the troll before leaping off into the treeline. There was the sound of gunfire but no sounds of a beast screaming from pain; as soon as he came, he was gone.

“Looks like I came in time. Are you ok?” The Rookie shakes their head, covering themselves up quickly to hide their guilt. “He just came out of nowhere; I couldn't do anything.”

“That's how beasts get you, man, always coming out of the blue; you gotta be careful. I'll warn the captain about it prowling around here.”

Asteri grunts. “Im too tired for this; I'll head back.”

Their nails went into their fists, so close to completion…. A story of their life with being disappointed by others indirectly.

They spend the rest of the day revisiting the imaginary thought of that knotted cock, dripping precum over his pussy.

_____

During the Day

The campsite was mainly silent as it reached afternoon; the portable sunset made it look like it was still the dead of night while the sounds of daytime bugs paraded the ambiance of the woods.

Asteri lies alone. No matter how much they try to rub it out, nothing comes; it’s so hard to get the feeling of that monster out of their head. They wasted hours doing one thing repeatedly until it drove them to almost scream in frustration; peeking out of the tent, they just stared at the artificial stars to calm down. 

Their calming ritual could almost prepare them for anything that life might make them face; their feelings of lust have constantly invaded their mind at the worst times. If they dont get their act together, they would more than likely be put to death for mutiny; they shouldn't envision such lewd thoughts while on the clock.

“(there u are,)”

The troll goes to look back, only to feel a paw cover their mouth, being pushed into the tent slowly as the more prominent figure closes it up behind them.

Asteri held their mouth shut while their warmth was invaded slowly, biting his lip as he felt them slowly rock inside of them.

“Nice and naked where it matters, lay there for me baby-boy, gunna have u wishin’ a troll could give you a night like this.”

With his shirt rolled up, he can only let Marvus play with his body while he stifles his moans, scared of an officer or night patrol coming around and noticing him. He badly just needs this, more than eating, drinking, or even masturbating, just an animal to treat him like a sex toy while he clings on for dear life.

“If you gonna do it, at least let me gag myself with something else…” is their first comment when he can get a word in edgewise to their mate.

“Good, let's make up for missed time.”

Stuffing a loose t-shirt in their mouth, their legs were cradled by both sides in Marvus’s claws. Being this close to them reminded him how minuscule he felt to this man's entire build. His tongue can reach far more deeply than any toy on the market; he playfully knows this by licking at the entrance as a tingle of fear washes over him.

With a few heavy breaths, he doesn't resist; Marvus doesn't need anything else to be said, simply begging to slobber his entire mouth onto Asteri’s sacred spot, biting down on the t-shirt does nothing to stop them from convulsing as his sensitive spots are licked and lapped over and over. Marvus even makes sure to sometimes pull all the way out and suck at the clitoris for a few seconds before diving back into the insides.

“Im gonna fucking cuuuuuuuum”

Asteri groans, unable to keep their voice level low; luckily, there wasnt the sound of footsteps; he gets lucky this once as his eyes roll over, feet and hands clenched tightly as he cums hard into Marvus’s mouth.

The Werebeast didn't even react, continuing to do what they were doing, only slurping up his juices like water; it was almost scary how absurdly good he was at this. Asteri could not come down as the build-up of a second was slowly advancing from all the licking inside of him again.

“A-after this…please get to the fun part.”

A grave chuckle comes from Marvus; he accepts the deal, sucking away again without a care in the world. It felt almost perverse to have what felt like some wolf just tasting their insides, but with one look at their large hands that gripped the bronze blood's outer legs, it was not much of a choice to try to close their heat.

All of the suckings finally reached a sudden halt; the face-painted male stood tall again,  watching the way his fuzzy body hair shone made the experience more transient than anything before. It finally made Asteri attempt to use their final brain cells to gain clarity under the unadulterated smell of testosterone; every air particle in his tent was now only filled with the lung-filling scent of wolf stink; the man just knew how to make himself the center of attention. “Why did you come here?”

“Why go anywhere?” He slowly leaned down, rubbing his body tightly with the trolls, nipping at their neck with a few bites while he continued. “You had a pussy, so I thought of how good ya might look with pups squirmin’ in ya.”

Asteri puts their tiny hands on his flexing abs, failing to push them off. “Im not….that kind of guy..” 

“Can ya really resist it? The idea of taking my stud glue into that womb of yours and gettin’ fat with young?”

Standing up, Asteri could see the third arm that pulsated on top of their wetness, precum looking virile enough to be cum on its own right. With a hitched breath and hands unmoved from their pecs, they silently open their legs up slightly in defeat. Being just a brood mother to a man like this sounds like a fun way to spend the rest of their life…wait, what are they thinking?!

Marvus already saw their body moving to accept them in; the tip enough made the Bronze grab the t-shirt and scream into it. He could practically see all the man-stink coming from the hefty meat club- just the fat hairy meatballs that swung heavy and low with cum-swollen with extra cum churning around in those fuzzy orbs to be released in some guy - fertile womb, smearing his scent all over him to claim their body as his property. 

With a few slight thrusts, Marvus made extra sure to stare directly at Asteri’s face as he tempted them to the darkness, all with a carefree smile- it was just too easy for a guy like him.

“P-please….d-dont…” Asteri babbled, their mouth spoke one thing, but their body spoke another, hands rubbing the dark forest of hair all over the man's chest, legs rubbing into their top's hot, muscle thighs while their mouth drooled from the hot scent that burned brain cells from too many huffs. Not to mention their wet pussy schlinking all over the knotted cock tip.

With a sudden thrust, Marvus decides to kick it into high gear, going deeper and deeper with their meat before pausing- letting them get used to the sensation of having their insides parted away on their cock. “Ready? Tell me with your own words, then I'll leave ya hollerin'”

“N……………..” it got stuck in their throat…. It's so deep; he's already right there. Why send him back? That thick, bubbling precum has probably knocked him up already…

“N-.....n…….n…..”

“Saaaaaay it~”

“.....please….breed me.”

Marvus leans lower, practically shoving his tongue to the back of their throat while they got down to business, Pounding to their knot while feeling their more minor tongue try to compete with theirs. Asteri could taste their own cum in his mouth on Marvus while he let him suck his face without a thought of clarity in his eyes.

“Pease breeeed meeeee…” Asteri kept repeating the mantra into his tongue, trying to wrap their arm to his back but failing to reach over all that muscle that kept him pinned under his intoxicating smell. Slowly pulling back, Marvus showed off his long tongue before retracting it, moving to hunch over him, smothering Asteri’s face with his fuzzy round mounds.

Marvus flexes his ass, giving another harsh thrust, inching itself close to the edge of their wetness and into their cervix, just barely staring outside by the tip- scratching at it to cause Asteri’s Ovaries to vibrate. The favorite thing to do on his job was watch as his victims squirm; any and all of them end up the same- guy or gal- stuffed with cream and filled to the brim, unable to move or reason from between the deep cleavage of his beefy hairy pecs, worshipping his greasy fat beast balls at the end of it. 

Asteri was no different; it was just another hole for him to seed up. Trolls were easy to manipulate once you got them in a closed environment. Very few were able to keep their senses for long enough at this point; it almost made the game no fun. But as soon as he lifted himself from Asteri, he noticed there was still a tiny bit of rationality trying to fight in all the heavy cock fog that enveloped their brain.

The Bronze somehow was consensually both allowing it to happen while simultaneously being on the border of becoming their worshipping subject. How interesting.

“Oh, this is just a beautiful sight…”

“N-nooo….im not……”

“I won't breed ya, not anymore.”

The Bronze’s face slowly began to show confusion. Why were they just stopping?

“Tell you what, ill knot you to let you cum, and if ya still want me, come find me in the woods on the next full moon.”

Marvus slowly hilts himself all the way- his knot beginning to inflate with seed. But instead of bursting it inside, he just slowly pushes the knot at their hole, 

“Enjoy~”

A wet pop fills the heated tent; his cock had officially somehow gone through his cervix and into his womb; the fact that none of this hurt had both scared them and aroused them to no end, arching his back while muffling their scream into Marvus’s chest hairs. A climax like no other caused his entire body to shutter violently, wheezing and screaming while his eyes rolled to the back of the Bronze's head. It didnt help that Marvus had to pull himself out, taking some of their insides with him- like the body itself was already accepting its true purpose.

Holding onto their ankles, Marvus tugged once, twice, three times. Asteri is brought to another entire body tenseing orgasm as the cock stretches him so hot and tightly. His whole back was raised in the air, nails digging into Marvus’s body, praying this experience of time would somehow last forever in frozen time.

It took ten tugs until Marvus could pull it out, the only thing leaking out of Asteri being precum and their own fluids.

“I like u more than any other brood mother troll, so when I see you next, let's really have fun.”

Asteri couldn't respond, legs and body twitching, heavy breathing; it was short to say that they would definitely listen to Marvus’s Request.

_______

4 weeks later

It was easy to say Asteri got in trouble for the scent he had for the first few days after the incident. People had looked at him weirdly for a while as well. Still, it was the fact that he suddenly became an overperformer afterward, doing his best for those around him as well as never falling into the temptation of any monster that had captured any troll or fellow knight during missions. He was someone everyone had gained respect for even, despite them falling into the background most times. They weren't social beyond that- and no one sometimes knew where they went at night. He was given a pass only because no one wanted to be the one to chastise someone willing to do favors for others for less yet to provide endlessly.

The next full moon shined, and Asteri knew he would see that special someone again. Further away until the campsite was merely a light in the woods, he smelled him before seeing him; Marvus played himself on a massive blanket as he splayed his body out, his clownish diamonds and loose bowtie being the only things they wore. 

"Y-you really know how to make someone yearn for more, dont you?"

"You'd be shocked, babe; I just love making people mine; call it a trait."

"But what do you do to those who fell for you?"

"Why u worried about the extras?"

The bronze fist had clenched. "I don't know because maybe I don't want to become something you just use and throw away?"

This caught the wolf's attention ". Now, who said I'd be tossin' u away like that? You're a Miasma null; dont find any of those jus' out here anyway."

Asteri stared, confused; the miasma that enveloped the town?

"You mean I could have just gone in there?"

"Could have, but why would u? Im right here."

Marvus stood up, slowly stepping closer to them, with an arm on the tree- he stared down at him, pulling his chin up with a clownish smile.

"If u went in, we wouldnt be able to see each other… like this anyway…"

Something about how he worded it had put Asteri on the fence, but something about his allure told them that he should trust he didn't have a bad intention ever since they didn't knot him. No monster would easily let their prey away like that; something was far too weird about him.

"Alright… I get it, sure, here then."

"But first, how about a lil' foreplay? I have a surprise just for u."

Marvus dragged both of them to the center, gripping Asteri's nipples; they began to suck at them slowly; with his one hand, he grabbed their wait, while with the other, he stuffed his claws as deep as they could go. Asteri feels a burning sensation around his crotch until an average-sized cock has sprouted onto the top of the cunt. 

"It seems not fair I get all the fun topping? Why dont you show me what you want to do with my body?"

"Well, your pecs have been hanging way too heavy…. I wanna feel what it's like to give them a pecjob." 

Marvus lay on his back, holding his two hair mounds closely; Asteri shivered at the slight. 

"Im going to slamfuck those pecs so hard…" The feeling of his blood rushing to his new cock gave him an odd euphoria he couldn't explain. Marvus licks at the bottom, licking at the entrance of his cunt to lube it up; Asteri sits on his warm hairy seat, pulling and tugging at the werebeasts nipples- letting his cock smear his muscle tits with his scent. 

"Comn, I don't let people do this to me normally…. Oh"

Asteri was already focused on giving a few thrusts. "So Jiggly…"

Hitting himself back and forth on a monster was nothing he ever imagined doing, much less to someone who could snap his back in two. Just the way he submits, how he hitches his breath to his nipples being teased, twisted, pulled, pushed. He looks back up at him with a stern face- full of need, just like any other. 

Rubbing his cock and pussy along his hair shook his entire body, scratching an inch in two ways while his cock poked through his mounds. The tip is welcomed on the other end with a kiss or lick. It wasn't long for him; he couldn't survive as long as Marvus; he was utterly new to this experience. With one more thrust, he came all over Marvus's face, the droplets getting all over his face, some nearly blinding his eye. 

"Like that, huh? How 'bout a lil foreplay?"

Both began to roll around, kissing each other while they rubbed their nude bodies into each other. But Asteri pulls away, already fully aroused in anticipation.

"I wanna skip to you knotting me like you did… I can't stop thinking about how close I was to risking it all…"

"But do u want me to actually knot you up?"

Asteri spoke before he could think with a stiff tone, "Yes."

Marvus didn't need much; hearing that his target needed his seed was good enough.

"Heh…"

Asteri found himself stuffed between his pecs; Marvus played his back to a tree while the Bronzeblood lay with his cock between their round globes.

 Asteri found his inside thoughts, speaking, "It's just…so big…the way it was just so close to breeding me, just you knotting me up, a room covered with your scent while my stomach is stuck with mistakes…"

"Wanna gamble?"

"I'll drain myself in the shower, but maybe just… one good long fuck will get these wet temptations at bay."

"How long u got?"

"All the time in the world"

With two thick fingers, it was easy to delve deep into Asteri's tight pussy with ease, holding them closely with their other arm. 

"U finna love how my body gets during full moons." Before a word could be spoken, the holding arm slips them away from their dark forest and into their armpit's hot, sweaty caverns. If Marvus's smell was horrible before, the bronze was being tortured now- stuck within unknown grounds. Something so indescribably horrible that no troll could bear it without their brain chemistry becoming permanently altered.

Most minor to say, Marvus could feel their lips begin to wetten in lust- tongue sucking and licking at his rancid hairs, all while their arms flailed to try to remove himself; it was time to begin the fun part for the wolf.

Marvus grabs their cheeks, lifting him up before slowly inching him down. Something in Asteri's brain just explodes, holding tightly to his shoulder- pulling himself into the beast's shoulder with a whimper.

Slowly, Marvus began to push their cock onto their third arm to dive into their cunt. Asteri's juices get all over his hair, almost making him dig his claws into… actually, why not give the troll a good time? They wanted to get hot gooey ropes shot inside of them- gripping them tightly into his hot body to cover himself in their own scent; if anything, he was just asking to get dicked down .

Out of nowhere, Asteri hollers loudly to their cunt getting impaled; Marvus moves briskly, thrust after thrust, making their inside muscles quiver and shake; he didn't need to be on top of them to still show his bottom the pleasure they desire. He spoke deeply into his ear as if he could protest.

"Only ever heard of perfect bitches like u existin', gonna make you wanna stay with me." 

The thrusting began to get harsher; there were 3 times when Marvus somehow knew he was about to cum- pulling his cock entirely out and holding their ass up high. He definitely got a kick out of making him sexually frustrated with every close call. 

"Comn…you can't keep doing that!"

He didn't respond like he would get one; he could almost see his face go from carefree to severe; the wolf beast's body was getting hotter, sweat dripping down into all the crevices of his sculpted body. With one final groan, Marvus shoves his knot as far as possible. His claws drew blood as he began to feed his womb thick, warm cream straight from his breeding balls.

Asteri can only watch Marvus's face hitch, fully invested; his insides were getting painted with monster seed, and there was no turning back now.

"Im not done yet."

Time seemed to slip weirdly as the two embraced; Marvus put Asteri in a mating press, bouncing their wet crotches together as thick, virile drops splashed out on their lower bodies. Despite being outside now, Asteri could only smell the musky scent that invaded his body, holding onto him for dear life. Whenever Marvus was about to cum, he would hold his legs back before diving deeper into his cunt, knotting him tightly before splashing his cunt with thick cum. He only needed to take a few deep breaths before pulling himself out, watching his knot pull out to make a massive mess of cum, just to do it all over again for the sport of it. One could argue that Marvus was trying too much to satisfy their already ovulating mate, but one must make sure that in breeding someone of another species it requires a very thorough and deep pounding. By the 10th load, Asteri was on the floor while Marvus clung onto their leg, thrusting their knot in and out as more of it got all over their groin. Asteri could practically feel their tubes swamped with thick cream; all the eggs inside of him were heaving to deal with a neverending onslaught of beast cum that could get even the most infertile woman pregnant in one load. "W-wait....s-stop....nooo..." They weakly moan to get Marvus out, they didn't realize their request came with a caveat. Staring at his handiwork only riled him more, but clearly, there were more holes to use than one. The Bronze should have been more specific that they needed a break. Still, now they found themselves swallowing an inflated knot all the down in one go, their body already tamed to let Marvus use them in any way he saw fit, shoved into their cum-covered pubes as they fingered whatever slimy cum they could get out of their worn pussy. This phase only lasted for 4 of the beast's loads; going in and out felt more like the norm; it was growing impossible to not just involuntarily moan while every part of them stinks of their breeding mate's stench.

On this lustful night, they ended up giving away to their lust, hours entangled into each other's tight heat, dumping cum into his prey's cunt over and over while their once useable soft abs became inflated. No matter how much Asteri tried to get out haphazardly, so much stayed inside. It felt almost sick how he could feel the swimmers inside of him- digging into anything they could find in hopes of impregnating him. Thick clumps of them group to increase their chances of such a heated task. On his 27th load, Marvus saw how the troll was dazed, absolutely drenched in all his liquids; his job was complete- even if he wanted to continue. So, with a loosening of his claws, Asteri was let go; they lay on the ground, out of this world, as their eyes could only graze and dart over the forest lines. The only thing on their mind is what they will tell the soldiers when he returns.

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Hey, its me OrangeHorned, usually I throw most of my works into Grammarly before sending it here so if there's spelling errors in this thing please forgive me

Basically I just wanted to say that I've loved all the passion and everyone whos helped me make this thing, honestly I love writing smut for the hell of it as it gets me out of a writers block from time to time when I can just try writing new kinks.

I tried to make a overarching little story where Rufioh comes into the picture, as I alluded in some chapters with him being the only troll not to make a physical appearance and only be mentioned; the only thing I had planned was revealing the castle town was in its own time and space where all the male trolls are in an endless loop of becoming monsters and fucking whoever were the 'knights' in whatever given loop, Rufioh being the only one to awaken to his rogue of breath powers and trust Tavros to be someone to free them.

However, I felt like the writing was tacky, with karkat and lanque constantly fighting while Chewy and Kadmon were on the sidelines, left only Galekh, Zebede, and Tavros as my main conflict resolved, but since I've only written one more often, it was hard to imagine the whole group of them interacting in a way that I liked

So, in short, after trying to think of a part three where Rufioh talks with Tavros, I decided to scrap it; this chapter will just be the explanation for whats happened, something the reader will know and will have to assume the characters will know in any given moment.

the plan from here is mostly just the same as before: write male trolls getting game over by monsters, I have had an idea of possibly having a circus area where they might run into generic monsters who want to bang them, possibly with two trolls from hiveswap (who I don't wish to reveal yet) be the main ringleaders behind it. Given that the truth of the castle town is known, it can be considered that any combination of troll or troll monster is ok

So if you wanted to see Tavros as a monster or gamzee as a knight for a request in this, im now saying I take that kind of request. Honestly, I wish to make this thing to see what ideas you all have for hentai monsters and make something for the gays. My friends on Discord have helped me leagues in coming up with these ideas, and im so glad all of you have liked it to this level.

But this is all I have to say

tl;dr: two last chapters were scrapped, but im continuing, possible circus area in the works, and would love comments for monster ideas, leave any kink you want to see!

Thank you for reading~!

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“Heh heh….”

Gamzee lay between Tavros’s body while he slept, playing with his nipple rings while his partially nude body rubbed itself into him.

“So delicious…”

“....huh?”

Tavros’s eyes jolt up as he lazily looks down, seeing a troll- no… him

WAIT HIM?

He tosses him off to the other side of the bed, reaching for his weapon

“HOW THE HECK DID YOU GET IN HERE?”

“Uh… wait… this is supposed to be when I tell you something, like how I want to talk.”

“Yeah, the mist is gone, your whole game is over, I'm not about to let myself be used by you anymore, you dont scare me, bro.”

“I know.”

“Wait you do?”

Gamzee helped his hands up, his long latex gloves glowing slightly in the light.

“I feel about you in some way that I haven't been able to describe, like, I wanna be around you more than just pet and master. Like, you make my heart hard.”

“What?”

“I DON'T KNOW HOW TO PHRASE IT; WE DON'T HAVE A TERM FOR IT.”

“You want to go steady or date you mean?”

“Yeah, Consensual!”

“I mean… sure, wait a better question, how did you get in?”

Gamzee almost looks also, rubbing his arm

“Cronus?”

“I promised I wouldn't say, but… you are on the right track.”

“Cronus.”

Tavros goes to cover up his morning wood slightly while he holds his head, but Gamzees closes the distance, quickly holding onto his slab of meat.

“Nah, I got you this hard bud, I should fix it don't you think?”

“I mean it's just morning wood- WOAH”

Gamzee’s tongue sucked and licked at the tip, moving one of his arms over his length while the other held firmly to the package. 

Tavros's head immediately goes to cloud nine, and everything he thought he was about to do today goes out the window. He should have worded it better when he said sure without boundaries.

“Ugh, wait… fuck~”

His eyes almost roll to the back of his head as Gamzee only sucks harder, somehow shoving the tongue down his track without making it even hurt in the slightest. The few droplets that pour out of him are quickly swallowed and slurped away by a hungry Incu troll.

“Sweet, breakfast is finally served!”

“Gamzee-wait!”

He looks up in confusion, his lips milliseconds away from the tip.

“If you're going to be my matesprit you need to let me say yes and agree to stuff!”

His look saddens me. “B-but you like this, right?” 

“I do, let me just ask before you do stuff like that, so in the future you know …my brains scrambled.”

“I know how to fix it, if you let me”

“See, that's better, su-AAAAA.”

The monster was too quick, his substantial bull balls between his soft horn as he ate his sweaty hole out.

Tavros can only put a meager hand onto his unkempt hair as he dives into his heat. Feeling as he licks around the rim, making his back arch- pulling him in further as Gamzee cleans him out.

He can subtly hear Gamzee stuffing his painted face deeper to get his natural scent imprinted in his brain, bobbing his head while gently holding his inner legs out. Tavros began to rub his fuckmeat shyly; Gamzee was already getting his hair full of sweat; he probably wouldn't mind drops of-

Gamzee stops

“This isn't enough.”

“What do you mean?”

“Suffocate me”

Gamzee lays flatly on the bed, and Tavros complies, already thinking with his cock; the clown's face becomes trapped, having all his senses robbed by the knight who shyly wiggles their huge body on top of them.

“Y-you don't need to breathe right? Or if you do, just pat my a-ass if you can.”

He wants to be confident, but all of this is out of his field; morning sex is just nothing he imagined. Feeling his wet hole get smothered with wet kisses as he hears the troll whimpering in him.

He goes to reach for his cock again; he needs to change it up, pumping it between both of his hands as he moves back and forth on his lover.

“Gonna cum….”

His cockhead drools, dripping onto the lower body of the demon; he can hear. Feel the vibration of glee he has as every drop vanishes into his skin. The grip on his cheeks only got tighter, the incur-troll losing themselves into his warm embrace.

With a hitch of his breath, his cum sprays all over the bed and the clown's legs; Tavros heaves as his heart beats loudly from his climax. Vast ropes of cum continue to spray all over the bedside as he gets off of Gamzee and leans to the side.

“Haa…man… that was a big one….”

There were slurping noises again, but Gamzee’s tongue wasn't in him anymore. To his side, he saw him licking the cum off the sheets, sucking at the blanket to get every last drop.

“Your energy just tastes so amazing…. “ He makes out little moans as he cleans Tavros’s mess up.

“Well, I hope you got your fill-”

“I need more.”

“But that was one of my biggest loads!”

“It's soaked in the sheet bro, I gotta get it straight from the source….”

Gamzee, in a flash, was in between his legs again, the cock on his cheek as the paint around his mouth was smudged

“That was merely like a snack to me, you can't expect me to live off of that do you?”

“Well no but-”

“Then just lean back my heart; let me take good care of this bitch-breaker of yours.”

His face blushes bronze; any retort vanishes out of the window as Gamzee’s small figure slowly inches his head down to the base.

The noises he made as he began to deepthroat were things any typical sound couldn't compare to, all while he effortlessly did it while staring up at him in need. He couldn't even feel his teeth; it was like his tongue was wrapped tightly around every inch of his cock and massaging it just so well in his throat.

While Tavros began to pull at his nipples, Gamzee carefully stroked at his balls; he could feel both of his balls tense up and push a load through his abnormally large length. All of it graced his stomach as he sucked more harshly.

Gamzee's moans, and his violent sucking have Tavros almost cumming back to back; it was leagues better than any sex toy he's ever used in his life. What set him off the next time was Gamzee’s belly growing more significant from his last load; everything was blending in as he could only whimper and whine about being sucked dry.

Finally, Gamzee pulls of mouth off, giving a kiss on the medial ring

“My compliments to the chef, my body is entirely yours for pleasure, as long as I get your loads~”

“W-why don't I just top you then?”

“Oh MOTHERFUCK YES!”

“But I'm absolutely dry man, my balls hurt…”

“Not anymore.”

Gamzee’s lips light up as he deeply kisses Tavros’s right ball, leaving a glowing mark that slowly disintegrates.

“The pain is gone!”

“Good, cause I want more~”

Gamzee puts the cock in between his ass cheeks, his tiny tail swaying slightly. His hands move to Tavros’s nipples as he looks them in the face with lustful intent.

“Your so cute~”

“Oh uh, thanks I guess?”

“Honestly I was getting tired of my puppets not having free will, when the mist went down I just wanted change.”

Somehow this line had Tavros’s cock on edge; it felt like his head became full of something he didn't notice in his stupor.

“Which is why, someone set me straight, I wanna be all yours~.” 

He rests his head between Tavros’s broad chest, using his tail to aim the tip inside of him before taking him all in, causing Tavros to let out a whimper.

“Just let me take care of you when you are horny; your cock will always be nice and empty~.”

“Y-yeah… I love you…” His pillows weakly held up Tavros’s body, Gamzee straddling him as he could only watch as his cock stretched the smaller imps’ insides over and over again with slow, methodical thrusts

His tight ass massaged every inch of his cock, toying with it while looking back to see the dazed face of Tavros staring up at the bed.

“Hope you dont got anything planned; I think I might ride this thing until I'm stuffed.

His stiff shaft pulsated deep inside, feeling his heart beating with every jump and jolt of the incutroll milking him. Eventually, exploding out gallons of cum for him, the otherworldly being taking advantage of how easy he is to pleasure. Whimpering loudly and tiredly while his crotch is covered with thick cum from their juices

“Man…. you're far too good at this man…”

“Yeah, I think this load could have been full for a few hours…”

… What did the bull sign up for?

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Horuss needs very little to get him excited; he finds himself in an old-looking tavern in the castle town when he feels the presence of something dark wash over him.

“Oh interesting, a male, I’ve been in need of one of you to be my seedbed.”

A presence appears at his side, giggling into his ear as he swiftly moves in front of them.

“You and me, now, and maybe I wont drain you completely on the first try; I do get carried away sometimes…”

“I do not know why- I mean.”

He gets his words in order.

“Oh sex? Like the act of smashing bodies together to create something- considering well, your ‘pussy’ for lack of a better term?”

A Female Knight told him to be more positive and open, so he's applying himself in any area he can, even if it can be confusing for anyone on the other end.

The nude Incutroll stood there, almost perplexed, almost entirely turned off as he saw them continue to talk and talk about things he couldn't wrap his small Cumbrian around.

“.................................. but then when the tubes push out an egg- oh, I just mean if you have eggs, maybe they're like a”

“SHUT.” A hand was held up to Horuss’s face.

“Im Rufioh, and to be honest, you kinda just took the fun out of this who ‘mysterious appearance entirely man’, I kinda expected you to resist or maybe fight back, maybe even run, not bore me to death,”

“B-BORING? HOW AM I BORING I KNOW INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT ENGINEERING, AMONG OTHER THINGS”

“No, I mean like, sexually, you don't start an encounter with just a one-sided conversation, and…..”

Rufioh finally takes the time to peer past his clothes to see…. Oh.

Oh fuck.

That changes things.

Horuss’s Appendage was ever carefully tucked next to his knees, his pants covering it up almost entirely.

“But you know what…. I think we can work something out. I make you cooler, and you give me that womb penetrator of yours.”

“I'M NOT CUTTING OFF MY BULGE FOR SOMEONE I JUST MET.”

Horuss almost whines like a horse in disdain, crossing his arms together.

“..I know I'm gonna regret saying this, but is there anything I can do to improve it?”

Horuss’s eyes looked full of intent, fingers individually moving as he peered at his target.

“A Monster who will willingly let me observe his anatomy? Why are you so kind!”

“Oh, gladly! Sounds like some Body Worship, that shits Bangarang.”

Rufioh guided him to a small inn room inside the tavern. Although the rest of the tavern looked completely derelict, the inside of the room gave off a love hotel ambiance. It was completely filled with BSM gear, drinks, fruits, flowers, and even a heart-shaped bed in the center.

Horuss almost taunts them as he follows behind him with

“Oho… so you can create tangible illusions? What other powers do you have my dark fellow?”

“Now that's the type of dialogue I'm talking about; get over here.”

A rose was thrown to Horuss’s feet, transforming his entire body. Gone was his average ensemble, and on came a brown harness, long brown gloves, and two-tone black stockings; his body shape and headgear stayed the same.

Before Horuss could make another comment to observe it, he was pulled by force behind him, throwing his body onto the bed; it almost felt as if invisible hands were petting and grasping onto his body as his head laid on the Incubi’s abdomen.

“Look at you, so sweetly ready for your new master, shall I break you in like a horse?”

“....how did you know I was hoofbeastkin?”

“What?”

Horuss laughs as they got to his eye level, “I never thought you could mind read, I almost neigh… never talk about it to the knights due to the heads STRONG disdain towards my-”

Rufioh puts two fingers to Hourss’s lips, “It was me trying to roleplay again. Should I just say that's what we're doing right now?” Before letting them go

“Oh, ok! But uh, how does one… do this roleplay thing in bed, shouldn't we grasp wooden swords and duke it out?”

“....Nevermind, how about… what kinks do you like?”

“Oh, on the first date- well I-I mean..” He seems perplexed at the idea, sweating profusely, quickly causing his skin to glisten in the light.

Merely inches away from Horuss’s face, he softly whispered, “Because you know what I like?”

He continued as Horuss tried to lean back, “I like long…. Thick cocks like yours plugging up my heat and getting me impregnated, like, it's gotten so bad I just keep my cock a pussy.” Rufioh finally leans back as his two fingers rub at his clit.

“Like, really addicted. I can barely function without one of my eggs getting soaked with nuts, and right now. I need someone with a cock like yours to get me swollen; my mind gonna melt away if I don't.”

Horuss’s cock throbs as he stares back at Rufiohs intentful eyes, some thick streams of precum spilling on the bed, almost deep blue from how dense with sperm it was. 

“Fuck…. ” His mouth was drooling at the sight of it. “Get that Horse in me; I'll ride you like the stud you are.”

“....I think I just got a new kink…” Horuss slowly aimed their cock at Rufio's hole; it was shockingly almost too big even to penetrate him- Rufioh having to use his two fingers and some magic to lube his hole up.

“We could pregame or something-”

“Fuck that, breed me.”

Rufiohs demanding tone crushed his weak words; the incur-troll was thoroughly too riled up, slowly having to push his cock in a tight and wet hole, watching as the recipient rolled their head back in gratification. Horuss slowly began to push himself deeper and deeper, only to get stuck multiple times, having to pull and drag on Rufio's walls an unbearable amount of times, making him whimper from his cock, spilling strands of dense precum inside of Rufio's fat lips.

“O-oh, s-so lewd….”

Trying to get him his medical ring was the most complex challenge. Rufioh’s legs kept pulling him more profoundly; he was too anxious about hurting himself, yet the incu troll only cried happily with his horse meat plugging up his heat.

“C-come on horsey, give it to me…”

Horuss takes this as confirmation to try to shove it full force; if it weren't for the fact that trolls were made for this, he would have torn something; instead, in one STRONG thrust, his balls hit Rufioh’s Crotch with a loud slap.

“I didn't hurt you, did I?”

Rufioh almost seemed to pass out for a moment; Horuss could see his cock was at his belly button, the hole only seeming to get wetter in a failing attempt to let him slip in and out. He gives two weak thrusts at the entrance of the passed-out man's womb that knocked them out of their cockdrunk stupor.

“FUCK- ITS HAPPENING! I'M NOT DREAMING!” Rufioh screams in joy at the top of his lungs.

With his gloved hands on Rufioh’s hips, the horseman began to thrust, usually in the drenched hole.

Rufioh sweetly moans, the spit from his mouth falling to the pillows as he feels his walls stretch out and distend over and over again. He doesn't think he will ever be happy with a normal-sized one again after this; he might have to convince him to stay so he can create lesser minions this way. 

“I know your face says otherwise, but are you okay?”

“D-dont fucking stop, break me if it makes your feel good…” 

“You are supposed to be my enemy… but you don't seem bad enough to.”

“Baby, dont bother with the details, your fucking my guts up, just spray your baby batter in me.”

Horuss almost weakly thrusts in, almost with less power; even as Rufioh guides him with his legs, it seems he's out of it. Rufio's disdain only grows; he has to care if he wants to get the best dick down of his lifetime.

“Look, I'm an incu troll. My body was literally made to either inject knights with my spawn or create them. I can handle you going full force, man. Don't worry.”

“Oh, if you say so, just tell me if it's too much.

He couldn't respond as the thick cock began to genuinely actually start getting used at full force, seeing all the muscles of Horuss flex from his twunk body; Rufiohs sweet moans became breathless screams of pleasure, only making guttural squeals.

But just as he was finally about to cum from joy, Horuss pulled out with a wet pop.

“Actually, I think I wanna do something else, can we please do a different position?”

Rufioh being edgeplayed almost made him lose his temper, his red tips nearly reaching his roots…. But with a deep breath, he gets on all fours, summoning a leash to Horuss’s neck.

“How about this?”

“And Forewarning, pull out without warning again, and you’ll wish you were never born. ”

“Is sex really- OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH”

His cock was forced fully back into Rufioh again in one thrust, Rufioh bouncing himself back into his hips while his cheeks bounced in his face.

The wet walls almost crush Horuss’s dick, making the horseman almost shiver in joy; the softness and heat of the monster's skin every time they hilt is almost heavenly. Finally, taking a moment to realize that he was impregnating a beast, this guy wanted too badly to get his swimmers in him and get stuffed. 

“Yes ...I can't wait for my chest to become so heavy~'' It doesn't help the fact of the evil that Rufioh keeps commenting happily about becoming round with his foals.

“M-maybe we should talk a little bit about how we will take care of our kid?”

Rufioh fakes, not hearing him, only moaning louder as his walls contract tightly, pulling in Horuss somehow more profoundly.

“B-but I-i shouldn't; I don't even know if-” Horuss’s head was full of clouds, falling on his back as Rufioh rude him. Slowly, his cock was pulled in different directions inside, hitting the sweet spots all the way deep inside of his false lover, making them rub themselves again as they squirted out a clear load all over him, happily slowing down to recompose themselves.

“You're such a loser… but your cock is bangarang, man… wouldn't it be fun if you stayed here? I'll keep you empty….” His tone was as vicious as it was lustful, turning back to the man who was shyly starting to hold his thick hips.

The horseman cheerfully responded, not taking the remark to heart, “W-well, as much as they would be entertaining, I don't believe that would benefit either of us………” 

There was a sound of a wet pop as his cock began to penetrate into their womb.

“O-oh my…” Becoming silenced for a time, his cock merely sprays Rufioh’s insides with tar-like pre before he can continue despite all the haze. “I am merely doing this to study your body!” 

It was just then that Rufioh had an idea.

“Comn, I'll let you pound me all you want; you can even watch as these crotch goblins grow for whatever project your doing as a knight”

He can't revoke his words; Horuss lips tighten as his body seizes, pushing himself to the edge of Rufioh’s womb and spraying it with cannonball shots of cum; Rufioh falls on top of him as his legs curl into his, both getting to watch and feel as the incu’s abs distend to almost being six months pregnant.

Rufioh kept shivering and gasping, feeling as if each of his eggs was swept away in the onslaught, not helping them by still slowly moving back and forth on the same cock to get any more of that dense cum into him.

“F-fuck”

Horuss grabs and pulls at the belly, almost surprised at the elasticity of it, “I-interesting, m-maybe you right, how you share the same biology should be….. Studied.” The entire room smelled of sweat and sex, mostly radiating his scent from how foul his natural odor was.

Rufioh didn't mind, kissing his cheek in accomplishment. “Yeah, let's work something out~.”

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Inside the abandoned Tavern, one would believe it was possessed by the ghosts of those who couldn't escape the first wave of the army; the sounds of whales and cries that come from it at odd times would keep any who didn't want to be cursed far away from it possibly.

But deep in one of its hallways, in a room that was almost in its other dimension entirely, one would find a ranch-like room, one where a man with short wings and a tail was strapped into, their belly kicking with life as their pecs drooled sweet nectar, a face only in bliss as their wet pussy dripped onto the hay.

“F-fuck…. There's no better feeling; they don't stop kicking….” as if on cue, one of them began to almost kick violently at his falls, sending the Incu-troll cumming without using his hands ever, even skimming his clit.

His pecs almost grew bigger, like the rest of his body, all to better suit the soon-to-be-largest delivery he would have.

“D-damn, 5th time today, where the hell is that guy? I can barely function like this..” The demon air humps the thick and humid air in an attempt to sate his desire.

The door opens to an indigo blood with a skimpy rancher outfit that had his cock dripping from where the crotch area should be, writing in a book that has seen better days as he was on the last pages.

“Ah Rufioh I have great news, from all you’ve told me I think I’ve gotten the history, biology and even anatomy of how incu-trolls down, with some other monsters down too, even bits about culture and-”

“Mr.Zahhak~”

Horse's cock pulsates

“I don't care about any of that man, it's been 3 hours since I squirted all over that cock of yours, I'm dying over here.”

Even after almost a year, Horuss still blushes at the straightforwardness of his… companion would be the best word.

“R-right, maybe i should sort out your needs before rambling, would you like to do it strapped up again, or free?”

“My tits hurt so why not free, suck and pull on them PLEAAASE, they just get too heavy.”

“V-very well” He quickly frees Rufioh, who jumps on top of him, pinning him to the floor as his dripping crotch hovered over his appendage. 

“Now that's the cock I've been waiting for…”

“W-wait, To properly ‘suck on those tits’ as you put it-”

“Yeah yeah, you gotta stop to get proper suckage or whatever, just no foreplay, I need it like YESTERDAY.”

The moment Rufioh sat against the wall, the horseman was quick to slide themselves into his hot and wet walls, causing him to cry out into the night like a banshee as this man reached deeper than any other victim. Only issue is that he is invulnerable to brainwashing for some reason, but he rarely needs it for this case.

His nails dig into Horuss’s shirt, slowly moving one of his hands to his head as he sucked at one tit and pulled at the other, letting all the milk get all over him and the floor. 

He couldn't be any louder at this point, Belly so full he could barely walk generally without flying, pecs so massive that the demon had to remove his nipple rings to let them be adequately milked, the feeling of life inside of him as he was getting pounded again…

“D-drink it all up, man; you earned it, just use me for anything, like seriously fuck me anytime you need it.”

Horuss pulls back from his pec, “Anything, what do you mean?”

“Like, to get stress out on a b-...bad day…” Rufioh’s eyes roll back again, Horuss slows down his pounding to let him speak.

“Just literally anything, man; I don't care the excuse, this fat baby maker of yours is too good for me to be mad for long anyway.” He caressed it as he spoke, before Horuss began to go at it again

“I'll consider it, though it seems like a bad use of time. If it makes you happy, then sure!”

Rufioh sweetly drools again as he feels Horuss’s balls tense up and spray his insides with nutslop. They don't stop, merely slowing down and going at it again until he passes out, which will probably take a few hours of constant cock plugging. The only thing Rufioh wants to do for the rest of his life is figure out how to keep this stud inside him forever.

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How dumb could we have been?

Knights of Fools we are to have been put in this predicament

There's no point in recounting what we fought for, what we wanted to change, or what we were about to die for. All you need to know is that we were fools to even agree to this mission.

The Werebeasts, we never realized how powerful a being could be when they're in a primal rut. One won't know true horror until seeing one chase them on all fours with nothing but a single desire to pin you to the floor and make you his mate.

And we ended up in the woods where they call home. Stuck in an abandoned house with nowhere to go.

You will now see how, all of us, stood no chance, the darkness of the world consumed us all as soon as we could register we were doomed

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A long silence held the night… Every soldier had their guns pointed at any entrance in sight. One could make a research study on how fear affects the psyche in a life or death situation from each of them. The only shared consensus between the troop being: “I don't want to end up like the losers of tonight”

The Werebeasts’ stomping could be heard from the darkness. 

“....s-sir….I-i don't want to-”

Asteri trembles into the corner, their gun to their side as they curl up in shock, no one bothers responding, there's nothing that can be said that would be truthful about hope here.

The lock to the backyard door shakes.

The sounds of many guns turning fill the silent air, the element of surprise replaced with frantic panic.

Then, the window seal shakes, followed in rapid succession to the front door being violently manhandled. 

A teal blood has to wipe the sweat off their fingers, curled lips hiding their tears.

One moment there was utter chaos, the next was the certain future all the knights foresaw of their last stand. 

A complete and utter defeat.

They didn't leave even a mark on their enemies' chiseled bodies, the only thing left was the sound of struggling soldiers.

“G-get off of me!”

A Cerulean hopelessly flails as three of them hold the poor troll down.

The three of them begin to make sure his body is properly marked through rubbing their sweaty cumsacks all over their face and nude skin.

The troll could only muster out cries of fear as his breathing gets muffled in one of their bubbly asses. If it was any grace, he moaned quickly after, happily accepting his new role as a greasy cock cleaner, happily licking at the potent stink he's being force fed.

Another got pulled through the floorboards, the basement windows were broken into with ease. The beasts stopped at nothing to snatch about 4 of the group down into its dark depths. The moonlight illuminated their passionate tryst, multiple trolls crying out on the biggest cocks they’d ever taken in their lives as the giant beasts drooled from satisfaction of a hole. A burgundy in the group was the first to start showing signs- ears becoming more pointed with fuzz as their body began to balloon with bits of muscle everywhere.

The other three look to see him quickly give up resisting, throwing himself back on his perfect mate while their cock drools a deluge of precum on its own. “F-fuck, its amazing, d-don’t stop please!”

“Zoerge? Get it to- MMFH”

An olive gets spitroasted as another more juvenile looking Werebeast can't take not being part of the fun anymore. At random intervals the predators came like fire hydrants, proudly infecting their new members with their seed as they began to grow their anal wombs.

None of them lasted after the first belly-bloating cum shot. All of them happily continued to lay on all fours to let the other younger ones claim their ruined holes.

Others weren't too lucky, some were resistant to the call of the hound. Those ones were the trolls who were quickly overwhelmed by their sheer numbers, as much as having a compliant hole was fine, having one who resists their lusts to them is a sign of a good mate. 

A mutant by the name of Xavnel had taken 5 loads down his throat with 3 in his ass. Somehow he still ignored the siren's call as his cum covered body was passed around by the bulky were-trolls. Each of them used him like a fleshlight as his struggles and screams incited more of their lusts.

“P-please….C-can't…breathe….haahh….s…stop.”

He was more exhausted than horny, in fact he would be staying a troll, completely unchanged by their infectious cumslop. But it doesn't mean that he won't be properly broken like the rest of his company before they take him back to the den. In this Endless nightmare, he lasted the second longest as even more werebeasts of his transformed comrades enjoyed spraying his hole with nut butter. He got to know what it’s like to be a broodmother.

And then the poor captain- the indigoblood who saw the potential in all of them.

They spotted him very quickly, they wanted to demoralize all of them, show them that this ravaging lust is the only way they will leave this house.

Some soldiers were pinned to the ground in front of the hectic living room, none knowing why they were kept alive before they saw their captain slammed onto the couch in front of them.

The cadets witness the highblood they looked up to for guidance cry out from the knot being shoved into him.

“F-fuck… w-we surrender…spare them..please! T-take me!”

In his last bits of rational thinking, he hoped there would be any trace in the beasts to at least let someone walk away from this.

But they didn't answer, in fact, one of the wolves got in front of the full nelson, taking the indigoblood’s horsecock into their jaw and slurping it loudly for his crew to hear.

The penetrating wolf's humongous dna-stick bulged his abs, he didn't have to cum to make the captain one of them.

But it didn't just end with them making a point. When they fully saw the captain give into his new form, they let him go with the three midbloods who stared back in horror. The wolves who were holding them letting go as they made a makeshift circle around them.

“Captain… why couldn't I do anything to help you…” An Olive Blood buckles into the pressure, crying his eyes out as the newly made werebeast walks over to him.

“Don’t worry boy…it's gonna be alright…..I won't let them hurt you.”

“B-but there's so many, we're surrounded and there's no way we're gonna make it back home!”

The newly transformed captain rubbed his claws around the olive’s rear, licking their lips unconsciously from the new hunger that took over their mind.

“........You always did have such a nice tight ass.”

The other two -in a vain attempt to keep their own group from turning on each other- try to hold their captain back, the were-beasts circlejerking to the passionate display as the captain swings them around like paper weights.

“Pancea RUN!”

“NO, DON'T RUN, JUST BEND OVER AND I'LL MAKE IT QUICK!”

The rookie could only back up further into the wall, saying run doesn't spawn random doors after all. The other two eventually were thrashed so bad the air got knocked out of them. From there the tragedy continues.

Pancea didn't resist when his captain presented his cock, gladly swallowing his defeat as he gave into the greasy texture of were-beast shafts.

Very quickly, he was pushed into the cabin floor, the captain fondling every inch of them

“I’ve got a gift for you…”

Both begin to passionately rub bodies as the captain penetrates him, the runt more than happy to accept his new role to the new pack, the teeth and fur growing in to signify their loss of sentience. His companions could tell the exact moment when the consciousness behind his eyes had vanished into the same bestial breeding mindset of the entire destroyed building.

With the two left clinging on the torn carpet, both understood the meaning of ‘learned helplessness’ on that day. With all their efforts until now being nothing against an enemy that is far too invested in sharing their pleasures.

“F-fuck…. This was a suicide squad all along…. .”

One began to frantically breathe, the heated noises of screams and moans along with a smelly taste of testerone permeating the air finally driving him into a primal panic

“I don't wanna die like this!”

“WAIT-”

The shot rang into the cabin, the mercy of death far outweighing this hellish scene. 

But the world isn't always fair, somehow these weretrolls were more than ready to catch one of them even in their lustful group masturbation. 

As much as his screams and hollers for death filled the panicked atmosphere, the wolves were never going to let any of them escape…. untainted.

His partner got to watch as his legs dangled from the furry bodypile as he heard them sloppily lick at every inch of his body- lapping his gray skin until it sprouted fur. Their whispering temptations of “How good it felt to give in” and to “Just let them change him for the better” overwhelmed his ears.

Not a word of it the troll believed… though with all that infectious saliva lubricating his throat it didn't matter if he had any hesitations of this new lifestyle. Quickly his legs outgrew the confines of his pants. All struggles halt as they slowly dig into the wood with their new feet in their final moments of consciousness.

Leaving only one.

“........”

He only lay on his knees, the wolves getting closer

“Hey bud, wanna get a taste?”

He knew he likely be infected, he saw that Pancea hadn’t changed until he was getting fucked into.

The heavy smell of such masculinity fried his mind, there's no point in struggling anymore.

One moment he was huffing in the new delicious scent of freedom, the next many were trolls surrounded him from all sides waiting to be pumped by his masterful paws- the semen covering his entire form in almost heavy layers of thick muddy cumslop. He was more than happy to help them alleviate the pressure of their over productive balls, he hoped they would do the same for him soon enough.  

He eventually forgot why he was so scared about joining the beasts of this castle town for so long.

Not all have the same response to it, some just want to be spared even if it meant betraying who they stood for.

A teal troll by the name of Tagora was pulling out all the stops with his charisma, he always was meant to be the negotiator for any enemy force that wishes to speak. 

“...... then my hairy companion, as you can see, I have nothing to gain from giving you false information. But I've noticed that your companions seem to forget-”

Sternly cut off, the predator growled to him, “Get to the point, I've let you ramble long enough for me, my cock is more than ready to begin whether you like it or not.”

“You could do that.. Or… I give you a location where a bunch of trolls are, you wanna transform a lot of them into your troops yes?”

“.........hmph”

“Why are you laughing?”

“Did you ever notice how none of them have come up here for you?”

Tagora slowly ponders the radical statement, but it doesn't take long for him to understand what he meant

The one in front of him- and likely some other of his crew- were already picked out by a select few. 

“S-so.. you're telling me that you wanted me specifically?”

“I do remember you leaving singes in my fur from our last scuffle, I admired how resilient you were despite your… obvious shortcomings.”

The greedy teal’s eyes grow big, slowly backing up into the bed, the giant indigo weretroll continues to make his prey go into their self-made corner

“So then Teal, I’ll at least give you the liberty of if you want to do this nicely, or if you would like to give it some spice.”

“Kneeling isn't my style. How about you come get some?”

He had no weapon, only the sharp nails he coveted and the concealed disposition to everything the world around him stood for.

And so, they fought

Despite the size difference, he really did put up a better fight than anyone else, most giving into the fear.

If only this tale had a good ending, even the slightest of slim hopes that maybe someone tonight will find a way out of here, to have the resolve to destroy the monsters ahead of them.

But, you didn't come here for some victory story. 

Tagora lay pinned to the bed - arms held above his head. Both blanketed with wounds and sweat.

“....you bastard… Do you really think you won? Once they figure out-”

A big thumb gets shoved into his mouth

“I’m Galekh to you…..it's going to be fun making you cave in”

Tagora was great at fighting, however, it only took a few thrusts to have him complying to his new mate, Galekh confidently smiling as the transformation took over in the moonlight- ass clapping violently into his cock.

“Eugh…. You were very much worth the wait”

With every thrust, he bulges Tagora's stomach, making the smaller werebeast cry out. His new mate dug his fingers into his hips for balance.

“F-F-F-FUUUuuuUCK, its sO….”

Their face darkness before pinning the smaller guy into the sheets, cutting their rambles off before they continue

“.....I can't take it anymore….”

Even despite his civility, even Galekh had to balance his civility with the urges inside of him, the tight walls of his partner yearning for his cum along with their awestruck face finally pushed them to the edge. 

With every violent slap of his cumtanks bouncing on their mounds, the big knot inches his way deeper in.

The noises Tagora made were a mix of mindless pleasure, he couldn't have asked for a better lover.

To this horrid night, there was only one who made it to the end of it. Asteri who laid curled up in the corner somehow went unseen, most of the were trolls were dead focused on anything that moved or resisted. A small target like him was insignificant to this night of pleasure.

For hours on end, all of his senses were overloaded to the sounds of everyone he once knew joining the ranks of monsters. His throat choked with man-stink far indescribable. 

For a moment, he was patiently waiting for one of them to finally notice him, maybe a previous soldier would forcefully make him join the fun.

But the fun never began, the sounds of struggles and whimpers are completely replaced with panting. He waits longer, the sound of slurping quiets down, and longer- it's almost like the house is back to the quiet place it formerly was 

The entire place lay filled with an exhausted pack of weretrolls, each former soldier lying either bloated with life or covered in the sludgiest cum imaginable. There were none who escaped. There was no quarter for anything.

All except the coward who finally decides to make his move.

Carefully, they walk past the sleeping denizens, over the broken floorboards, past the broken windows, finally standing in front of the broken doorway.

Methodically, he creaks it open, creeping out onto the porch. There lay the mutant of his group- a mix of gravid and cum-covered, happily rubbing the hot cum on his belly. He was too entranced by the joy of life inside of him to alert anyone of his former teammate.

With only a look of resignation, he strolls past them, shamefully going into the forest clearing.

He felt safe… but at what cost?

He's not going to make it back in one piece, when they realize the numbers are wrong their going to come for him- he just knows it!

But that should have been the least of his worries. He should have wondered a better question

Could anyone have escaped, and if so, why hasn't he seen any sign of anyone past the forest?

“Hey babe”

Oh.

That's why.

A mountain of enormous pecs and muscle stared down at his frail body. It had to have been the leader themselves from how all of them are dwarfed by his humongous physique.

“Say…. your buds are all with us now, I'm kinda tired so, wanna make this easy for me?”

“Why would you say that if I don't have a choice? Why are you doing this anyway?”

“Hm? I thought we were just hunting one another for fun, that's what we all thought”

Angrily, the bronze swung his hand back to the house, in the top window you could faintly see a teal smooshed into the window getting quickly pounded as their tongue drools all over the pans.

“You call this fun?! We were here to stop…stop…”

He dosent seem to remember why they were there… or what the importance of it was. He only feels the sense of how pointless this all was, all those people with lives, now entirely gone for some unforeseen reason.

What does he do? Where does he go? Was there any point to this?

“Oh, that's a bad look.”

The giant wolf's arms scooped him off the floor, holding him in between his hairy chest happily as their gray tongue smooches his lips. Asteri barely puts up any resistance as it goes to start choking his breathing tube.

But it's hard to really deny such a giant guy his prize… the non-working part of his head was fully ready to accept his domination.

Finally, they detach, Asteri involuntarily breathing for air as the long tongue pops out.

“Take a deep breath, let it just take over”

His body keeps huffing in such pure man stink that he forgets what oxygen was, their smaller frame clung onto the mountainous muscletits the werebeast presented him.

“Ya like em’? What if I told ya you could play with them all ya want if you join us?”

“......fuck it…sure. Not like you’re letting me go anyway”

“Pretty quick on the uptake, but don't worry, them wolves won't be touching you..”

Leaning closer again, they get forehead to forehead “That's my job”

Asteri willingly accepted his defeat. He couldn't bother trying to hold back his lusts when Marvus’s chest hairs scratched at his forehead- constantly smooshing him deeper into his funk for arousal.

In a matter of moments, his clothes were torn at the crotch, Marvus' tongue loller over the hot twat in front of him. The tip of the gray muscle licked around the edges of his entrance- making the bronze blood whine in enjoyment. Asteri couldn't hold back from spraying his mouth as Marvus audibly suckled at his labia, what made it especially harder was how those eyes stared straight at him, watching his every expression to bring him the best clit tonguing.

His body tenses, his smaller legs wrap around the faints shoulders, Asteri spasms out jets of femcum in another helpless yelp of pleasure, the Head Were-troll rolls his tongue around to clean up his mess, laughing at Asteri’s whimpers.

“Mmm mmm mmm~, a nice and fertile cunt to knock up! Don't even have to fuck a womb into you!”

Slowly, he shifted his giant from over the knight, the faint phallus being as wide of Asteri's torso and as long as his his legs… but then something weird happened

“Since yer gonna be a good little pup for me, I'm gonna do something nice for your hole”

Slowly, the shaft grew smaller, slowly shifting its shape to include some bumps and rounded spikes along its length. The giant nutsack stays the same side- only gurgling with potent sperm that patiently waited to be unloaded.

“Asteri was it?”

“.....how do you know?”

“I know a lot of things, but I'll take that as a yes.”

Marvus’s claw slowly angled the drooling tip towards the wet entrance 

“Just needed to make sure I knew my soon to be mate-for-lifes name, just take some deep breaths, it's gunna feel so good soon enough~”

He slowly began to push himself in- filling up every small crevice of Asteri’s love tunnel with his cock. The bronze whimpers in fear of the incoming pain… only to moan with every hilt in him. The slow thrusts make his cunt spill out his fluids from the persistent stimulation - his hands reaching to try to grasp onto some part of Marvus’s body to pull him deeper.

“Hhhhhuuh… mmmooore”

There would be times where Marvus would rob him of his euphoric intercourse by pulling it out until the tip was just barely inside. Asteri could see him taking deep breaths before shoving himself back in so he can avoid climaxing too fast. He could feel the hot precum inside of him weighing him down as it squirmed with life.

The infection was starting to show around his crotch as the thrusts began to get more passionate, the woods echoed to the wound of giant balls slapping on skin. The former knight completely lets go of his own self reservations as he loudly moans to each tug and pull to his heat- happily drooling as he feels the new instincts take over his brain.

With one more deep thrust all the way inside, Marvus pulled him into another tongue filled kiss as their bodies sensually rubbed, the submission of his mate making his balls finally grace their womb with pressure washing shots of cum straight where they needed to be.

As scared as he once was, Asteri only felt excitement now, Marvus was blessing him to bear his strong pups, he wants to grow a family with him beyond just using him as a sex toy, the confusion of what his purpose was and the fear of what this town would do to him was inconsequential to his joy- he needs this, he wanted this.

Marvus grunts, pulling away from his face- the spit trails messily spilling all over his bottoms new face

“That's a better look on you, how do you feel?”

His head has to consciously figure out words again to respond “S…so wet… and h-hot …down there…”

“Sounds like you just need a good long fuck to enjoy yourself, we got all day to help you out…surely you don't have complaints~”

Marvus doesn't wait for an answer, his rhythmic thrusting into his transformed mate making them howl for more. What followed between the two of them was hours of Asteri being stuck in a mating press while Marvus blew giant load after load deep inside. 

It felt like every drop gave him a purpose, a need, a want, a desire.

He couldn't be happier to just lay there with a bloated belly, cuddling into his masculine heat together as they lay still knotted together.

--

At some point, night came again, the two of them still passionately rutted after short breaks , Asteri with his distended cum belly rid on top of his mate as he bounced up and down- clinging tightly onto his chest and man-tits as Marvus groped at his cheeks. From time to time, they would take breaks smooching each other- Asteri laying deep into his dark forest before moving his cunt up and down again.

It didn't matter if the seed had already taken, he just wanted more of this stud’s nut butter deep inside.