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It had been years since the war had been called off by the warring factions of Amazons, Valkyries, Shiekha, Banfeinni, Elf, Dark Elf, SheOrc, Ogress, Succubus, Vampiress, SheWolf, Lioness, Tigress, Lamias, Mermaids, OnnaGiesha, Kitsune, Cath Palug, Fairy, Dark Fairy, Lizardess, Avelinah, Demoness, Witch, Gladiatrix, & Harpy.

For now peace reigned as Primordial separated many of the factions from their fighting. They were all scattered across the planet granted immense holdings of land, and large quantities of resources to rebuild even while separated the kingdoms of each faction communicated and reached out to each other via gates using magic. Thus bridging the distant kingdoms that housed their people, and allies.

Lizardess, Witch, Gladiatrix, & Harpy were placed on a massive continent for them to rule over. But they were not the only ones who gained ground, and an ally. Shiekha, & Lioness formed their own allaince against the neighboring Amazon, & Tigress allaince. Demoness, Succubus, & Vampiress did not form an allaince, but more of a ceasefire whenever a meddling faction intruded on their shared terriorty. Valkyries, & SheWolves formed an Allaince as they shared borders against the Banfeinni, & Cath Palug who swiftly formed their own. SheOrcs, & Ogress awaited their chance to spill their hated rivals blood but noted their neighbors being Valkyries, SheWolves, & Then Banfeinni, Cath Palugs. Dark Elves, & Dark Fairys formed their own allaince against the neighboring Elves, & Fairys. OnnaGiesha, Kitsune, and ONI formed their own allaince securing the Island chain around their shared homeland, and fortifying it against all threats. Avelinah dwelled within their peaks, and watched as Mermaids, and Lamias relished the chance to clash once more. This time of peace permitted the factions to regrow their ranks, and train their troops more efficeintly. The Amazon Empress, and Tigress Empress were sitting as they watched their daughters spar against each other. Both women felt pride swell in their hearts seeing the skill they displayed, but they could see the desire within their daughters eyes of spilling the whorish blood of the many enemies they would face. The 2 matriarchs were among the senior women who had fought in the last wars they had watched as their mothers dueled against the Shiekha Queen, and Lioness queen the 4 women had waged their personal war despite the carnage, and blood around them as their people fought, and died by thousands. They watched just as their blades crossed against the opposing pair of Princess' of the Shiekha, and Lioness. All 4 young women had watched their mothers kill each other, they would have followed suit, but alike their remaining comrades were placed within their new territory by force from their Goddess. Their time was then placed in regrowing their depleted population, and relate to their new allie as decreed by the goddess. Now Amazon, & Tigress stood shoulder to shoulder in their homeland their borders were watched for the day when the barrier fell, and the war would resume.

The Shiekha, & Lioness Matriarch likewise were relaxing taking in the vast city beneath, and around them as Shiekha, and Lioness mingled, and trained together. Their Daughters were sparring against each other, and then with each other against another pair of women. Valkyries, & SheWolves likewise trained alongside each other as beyond their borders Banfeinni, & Cath Palugs lurked in waiting. Ogress, & SheOrc had been granted substantial territory, but refused to form an alliance their Numbers growing more, and more as they honed their skills, and sharpened their swords. For the respective factions, and their allies watching their daughters, nieces, and granddaughters grow in age taking up the sword, and spear. SheOrcs, & Ogress were training with glee at the coming war. The OnnaGiesha, ONI, & Kitsune at the very beginning of their copolpulation fell upon each other with equal hate, and zeal it took centuries of bloodshed before their goddess stepped in. From that moment the 3 learned to coexistent building their strength, and influence. The Island chain securing their south side were held by stout garrisons of ONI, OnnaGiesha, & Kitsune troops. MinaMori troops were trained to serve as support troops against enemy casters. Elf, & Fairy honed their skills with sword, & Bow reparing for the invetiable clash agains their counterparts. Beneath the waves Lamias, Mermaids, & Lizardess sought supremacy of the depths whereever they were permited to freely claim. Avelinah's secured their Mountian Abode before taking to the sky. Succubus, Demoness, & Vampiress did not even consider forming an allaince their hatred was to deep, and their desire to reign supreme over their volcanic landscape. While the magic prohibted them from attacking each other physically it was settled as Succubus, Vampiress, & Demoness clashed in their dreams. They pitted their very souls against each other in a mental landscape leaving Hundreds lifeless as their souls clashed. Before this two was barred they fumed, and relished for the day when they crush the life out of their hated rivals.

The only sign of the coming storm was a strange stillness on the shores of The Factions from all corners of the world did the tide only settle with the excitement, and apprehension. The cities on watch were quiet their guards checking their supplies of munitions, and the Veterans called their banners to remain vigilant, and ready, and dispatched riders to the inner cities. They did not know when, but she felt it something was coming.

The first sign something abnormal was happening was the whispers, and confirmations of villages, and small ports slaughtered to the last. It was systematic, and coordinated as it continued growing bolder, and bolder as all came to realize the barrier barring them each other had all but ceased. OnnabuGiesha, Amazons, Tigress, SHiekha, Lioness, Valkyrie, Banfeinni, SheOrc, Ogress, Elf, Dark Elf, Fairy, Dark Fairy, Avelinah, Gladiatrix, SheWolf, Cath Palug, ONI, Kitsune, Witch, Succubus, Harpy, Vampiress, Lamias, Demoness, Mermaid, & Lizardess listened as From beyond their shores Horns upon Horns were blaring, Drums were beating as Oars were stretched out as LongBoats were lowered when close enough while in their wake massive ships which seemed to be bearing full sails together were surging forward their banners flapping in the rushing wind. The City defenses of Skorpions, and Trebuchets were loosing sinking some, but the tide was strong, and the landing was simply crash landing. Drums, and Horns were reverbarting urging the rowers to push forward. As Attackers, and Defenders alike finally released years of boiling hate, and bloodlust Thousands upon Thousands of Projectiles soared high some striking the Hull, or prow of some enemy vessel. The Towers, or Walls of the Port defenses crumbled from enemy fire. CrossBows, LongBows, Recurve Bows, Javelins, & SlingShots were exchanged. Amazons, & Tigress awaited as their troops landed on the shoreline. In answer Gladiatrix, & Lizardess met them in a tide of opposing flesh, & Steel. Shiekha, & Lioness likewise settled on the shoreline meeting the OnnaGiesha, Kitsune, & ONI. Lizardess, Gladiatrix, Harpy, Witch troops landed on the shorelines of Valkyries, & SheWolves, Banfeinni, & Cath Palugs troops marched into the mountian passes where Demoness, Succubus, & Vampiress forces battled for control before turning their sights on the invaders to their private war. SheOrcs, & Ogress smacked into each other many of them naked as they leaped into each others arms exchanging teeth, and Claws their immense breasts bouncing off each other, but their hands clung to hair, and flesh tightly preventing each other from escaping. Elf, & Fairy waited as Dark Elf, & Dark Fairy joined them at their borders the 4 opposing factions waited before with a scream they charged. Lamias, Mermaid, & Lizardess surged towards each other beneath the waves as on the surface ship to ship fighting had commenced as opposing navys fought tooth and nail over every square inch of their decks. Witchs blasted Demoness, Succubus, Vampiress, Avelinah, Fairy, & Dark Fairy out of the sky as they were blasted in turn. The war resumed.

The respective queens or Empress of their Factions recieved Reports that entire villages by the sea were slaughtered to the last, but they took an equal amount of enemy troops with them. In the the riverside villages, and lakeside settlements were snuffed out. The Local Ladys, and their officers heard whispers of saboteur lurking in the fields taking their farmers, and other workers, & sacking entire villages, and the occasional stronghold. City Officers learned of riders attacking caravans, and villages as enemy troops often times by a simple score, or dozen proceeded to attack setting fields, and settlements aflame.

The Women at arms formed ranks within the city walls, atop the ramparts archers loosed, and troops drawed swords to repel the incoming siege towers. The enemy troops were eagerly awaiting. Bells rung alongside the beating of drums, and trumpets blared signaling formations.

As the lands shook under the feet of thousands upon thousands of women. In the sun, or in moonlight Swords were stained with green, blue, black, orange, white, or red blood as both sides hacked, slashed, and stabbed with wild abandon the walls were rich with blood, and the growing pile of corpses. A tower crumbled as boulder smacked into it as a Amazons reloaded the skorpion. An Ogress advanced garbed in girt plate armor, and wielding immense hammers beating at the gates despite being pincushion by various arrows, and bolts her finaly blow sent the gate crashing down immediately hundreds of opposing warriors smashed into each other gleefully seeking out whores to kill. On the countless battlefields The Calvary were shocked when immense Pikes came forth as the enemy troops formed ranks to repel the enemy charge, and swords came forth no side held nothing back burning, and killing everything in their path. Arrows were loosed within their borders, and on their shores . The Goddess watched as their creations had received word that all the realms were under assault, and the banners were fighting everywhere, and anywhere.

The Valkyrie lost count of how many whores lined the lands of her birth, she noted the furred, scaled, fair, and dark skinned bodies showing the difference of species. Red, Green, Black, and Blue blood flowing freely as Valkyrie, and SheWolves having just fought an immense horde her muscles were screaming in protest as she noted the enemy Amazon approaching her wrenching her sword from the corpse of a SheWolf, likewise she split the skull open of her fallen Lioness opponent as she retrieved her sword moving to intercept this bitch they were both tired, their blade meeting, and ringing against the other with more careful strikes, and planning then their earlier duels until finally she cut down the amazon her sword piercing the whores tit, and out her back. She looked up just as an arrow pierced her eye, and skull.

Dark Elf, SheOrc, Ogress, Banfeinni, Cath Palug, Avelinah, and her fellow Valkyrie, & SheWolves were amongst the mass of corpses. The Realms had been cutoff the invasion keeping them fighting within their borders, and their troops were prevented from reaching beyond. Messenger birds were shot down by enemy archers, and riders were chased by enemy scouts. The Opposing waves of women against the enemy hordes was overwhelming as none gave quarter, mercy, or hesitated heavy infantry held the vanguard clashing with enemy heavy infantry both sides light infantry lying dead beneath them, and forcing their troops to climb over the growing mounds of bodies.

Their Archers nearly missed by a hairbreaths from striking their own troops, but finding their mark in an enemy slut. Women from all sides held immense shieldwalls of spears, with their frontlines hacking, stabbing, and smashing with wild abandon.

The Banfeinni women at arms looked around as her city was undersiege the bodies of her fellow Women at arms, and her Ladys household guard were strewn atop the ramparts, and corridors of her home alongside the invaders it was diffuclt to tell the bodies of Valkyries, & Banfeinni troops apart from just their armor, or weapons. Woodlands were heavily contested as Dark Elves were attacked their archery pushed to the ulitmate test, their swordsmanship met equal mettle. As Elf, and Dark elf clashed with equal hate, and skill joined by Fairy, & Dark Fairy.

The Factions had been placed all across the world with substantial holdings. The Realms were pitted against hated rivals on all sides. Banners flapped under the wind as Thousands Upon thousands of Troops marched from their Posts to join the frontlines. A Vulture witnessed as Thousands of Female meat were on the march, garbed in strange shells, and using strange sticks to fight their battles. It could note the skies themselves were not abesent in the battles. Avelinah, Demoness, Fairy, Vampiress, Dark Fairy, Succubus, Lizardess, Witch, & Harpy took to the skies. Out at Sea Demoness, Succubus, Vampiress joined the warring Lamias, Mermaid, & Lizardess beneath the surface using their shapeshifting to grant them the means to claim the depths. OnnabuGiesha were tested on the high seas by their rivals while beneath the hulls of their vessels the war raged on.

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Both women stepped forward before their respective army's, their long ears swaying slightly in the wind as their fur bristled in anticipation for this fight. The Bunnen, and SheHare were flexing their paws getting ready. The Bunneh had snow white fur, while the Shehare was a bronze fur. Their large thick firm breasts bounced as they advanced. Behind them thousands of young Bunneh's, and SheHares faced off.

The following smack echoed across the plains and was applauded as their troops cheered them on. Both Bunneh, & SheHare growling as their paw was currently imbedded in their opponents cheek, a trail of blood quickly formed as they backed off circling, before they resumed.

The two pugilists were currently beating the shit out of each other having stripped themselves of all their armor, and weaponry to do so. Their thick heavy breasts were bouncing, and swaying as they traded bombs their heads snapping back, their long ears swaying with sweat. Despite this heavy exchange they refused to give in the pride of their clans, & Goddess demanded they teach these filthy long eared twats they alone were superior.

Mira the Bunneh Commander rocked Tita with a wicked right hook, and gut punch, she backed off as Mira advanced trying to pounce on the opening. Tita waited and when she overcommitted she clocked Mira with a left jab that sank into her eye, and followed up with an uppercut that had her opponent leave her feet, and fall flat on her back. Tita pounced dropping her feet directly into Mira's stomach knocking the air out of her lungs. As she sat up trying to breath she was rocked once more with a left hook, and then a right. Tita having mounted her rival proceeded to pummel her with every bit of her strength. Mira lunged clapping Tita on the ears stunning her. She rolled on top taking her chance to beat down this skank. They rolled exchanging blows leaving splatters of blood, and sweat around them their faces, and tits swollen, and bleeding beyond recognition.

Both clinched their immense breasts pushing against each other as they rested their heads atop the other's shoulders. Their long thick hind legs were trembling as they attempted to recover their strength. Their troops watched as their leaders were clinching their paws gripping onto the hilts of their sabers, but a brisk snort from their officers made them relax as they took note of the activity. They sank their buck teeth into the shoulder they were leaning against, and thus both women drove their fist into the others gut with full force. They continued to drive it deeper, and deeper all the while their teeth refused to budge, it continued until finally they punched right through each other's guts they sank to their knees, blood gushing, and pooling at their footpaws. Their troops seeing the result did not hesitate as trumpets signaled the charge. SheHares, & Bunnehs unsheathed their Sabers and charged. The opposing tides of Busty furry females were like opposing waves as they closed the distance their officers, and vanguard troops lowered their pikes. The Vanguard died seconds within contact on both sides as easily 5 enemy troops could be impaled easily on their pikes thus an immense mound of bodies with spear tips erupting through the back of their necks, shoulders, chest, and stomachs. The following troops leaped forward using their natural agility to leap high with sabers gleaming eager for blood. As they jumped atop, and over their fallen sisters, cousins, aunts, mothers, and daughters all thoughts of mercy were abandoned. The furred busty beauties corpses regardless of their fur color were drenched in blood, and it was pooling at their footpaws. The ring of clashing steel, and screams followed swiftly as their frontrunners reached the top. A SheHare screamed as her intestines were spilling out, but was swiftly silenced by a Bunneh who followed soon after a saber sinking right between her eyes,

yes. More, and more clashed splatters of blood coating the victors, and slain alike within seconds as the continued to grow, and bodies began to tumble down the slope of corpses. Sabers were their primary swords, but both sides also used Brass Knuckles, & Push Daggers for closer combat. Their Armor, & Uniforms were stained with the filthy twat blood of either SheHares or Bunnehs. Still, they pushed on Heads, Ears, Arms, Legs, intestines, & other body parts were tumbling down, or pooling above the mounds before flowing down. Across the fields that once were pristine, and peaceful thousands upon thousands of SheHares, and Bunnehs clashed vying for dominance of their homelands, and above all else wanting to prove their species as superior.

She was extremely proud of her troops. Very proud indeed. Her troops were ready, and eager for blood as they were deployed to the front lines their long ears listening intently for the signs of enemy troops. Numbering 12,000 the Bunnehs had An entire force of archers, numbering 2,000 and the remaining force comprised of Infantry their uniforms clinging tightly to the army of Voluptuous Bunnehs of varying fur color, but all highly trained, and well equipped. Their scouts had just reported of another force approaching them from the south, and they marched to intercept. The Field was fresh with long wild grass that reached up to their bouncing, and jiggling breasts despite their armor, and uniforms. Camps were set as the 2 armies prepared for battle. Major Bree was a highly skilled bunneh swordswoman, and she preferred her troops to be trained, and act as a cohesive unit. Across the field Major Free was also a highly skilled SheHare Swordswoman, while her troops were fresh off the block, their coordination, and bloodlust was exceptional the whores before her troops would fall to the righteous blade of shehare steel, and cunning.

Both sides deployed scouts to harry, and sabotage their enemies troops. Archers sniped at officers, and other troops, but the superior hearing, and smell of shehares, and bunnehs had these women discovered swiftly. The scouts were skinned alive, and tortured extensively many shehares, and bunnehs listened to the screams of their mothers, daughters, aunts, nieces, cousins, and friends their anger rising, and when morning came both sides had strung up the bodies of the scouts on full display to be seen. The Archers took their posts waiting for the order, and the infantry prepared for the battle to come. Major Bree smirked seeing the naked, and defiled bodies of the whores who challenged her troops, and her homeland, just as Major free did the same. Her paw resting on the hilt of her saber as she listened to her troops move in such perfect harmony, and then the drums began to beat, the bagpipes began to play, and the trumpets sounded.

Their front runners charged they were an elite force of lances up front. Followed by an equally competent force consisting of swordswomen, Their 2nd Runners had spent the day reinforcing their shields, as the front runners had sharpened their long-handled pikes. Those in front carried the pikes, and those behind them were armed to the buck teeth with swords, and shields. In essence, it was a group of charging beasts, all armed to the teeth with razor-sharp spears, and swords, a moving mass of death. The grass concealed them from the eyes of the enemy archers, but that mattered little as both forces had dispatched their runners. Her pace was steady, and her armor did little to hinder her mobility, and agility she was shoulder to shoulder with her sister, and cousin to her left, and right their pikes at the ready as they charged trampling the long wild grass their ears perked up as they heard the enemy line rush to meet them, they could see the whores charging them bristling steel, and grit rushed to meet the other. "Gut the Bitches!" "Skewer the Sluts!" "For Bunnehs!" "For SheHares!" Her Pike clashed with her enemy's both steel spearheads scraping against each other her pike impaled the bitch through her throat, but she kept charging she noted her sister falling to a pike sinking into her eye, and ripping her head, her cousin managed to down a whore, before the spear entered her gaping mouth exiting the back of head. All around her her Bunnehs, and SheHares continued their charge in groups, or alone stabbing, or being stabbed as the battle was joined. Some women were using their spears like clubs beating, and pummeling their opponents down with ruthless speed, and strength. Screams rent the air as women died, or were dying trampled beneath the paws of her friends, or foes alike. Her pike clattered against the shaft of another, and both young women snarled as their pikes failed to skewer the bitch, they lunged, and smacked aside their opponents pike failing to deliver the killing blow despite their best efforts. She screams as she slips on a puddle of blood, the SheHare seeing her chance rushes her, and stabs her in the gut driving the pike in deep, her own pike falls out of her paws as the bitch smirks relishing the horror, and agony as she was dying. It was then with her last strength she drew forth, and hurled her dirk the blade sinking in between her murderers eyes just as she died. Their Pikes were meeting heavy resistance, but cutting a swathe through them were their 2nd runners swords, and shields proving to be more suited for this closer quarter field of combat. Charging over the dead, or dying troops the SheHares, and Bunnehs clashed swords ringing against opposing steel, or against their shields. Ears were hacked off, as were limbs. Blood staining the grass, and a heavy mist was forming as their vanguards clashed. Archers were ordered to nock, and by their sides slingers prepared as well. Their archers had charged shortly after their 1st, & 2nd runners closing the distance before they loosed the twangs of thousands could be heard loud, and clear as their arrows soared high. Bree split an incoming arrowhead in two, and caught another as countless troops to her right, and left fell to enemy fire. Free snorted as she signaled the archers to focus fire on the enemies archers. The 2nd volley nocking flame arrows stunned both armies as the long wild grass was dry, and the flames began a raging inferno. Countless Bunnehs, and SheHares fell to the flaming arrows their bodies turning into a matchstick, as others were screaming as they were burned alive. Despite the situation their troops did not break, or back down signaling their troops forward as the flames more ferocious around them.

She had time to yell out the order to duck before her troops l went down, impaled upon the incoming volleys of arrows, and stones that came upon them. Too close to fight with spears. She brought out her saber from its sheath, shouting the order to form the blademill. A favored battle tactic. Three circles of swords were formed, with a team of slings and stones at the center of each circle would rotate, never staying in one place too long. Stabbing, hacking, slashing, all the while as slingstones were rocketed overhead. A rock sank into the eye of an officer, and as she tumbled to the ground her troops charged meeting the blade mill held on. Screechs were heard as the 2 forces met head on hacking, slashing, stabbing, and beating each other to death. A Bunneh, and SheHare stumbled into the flames screaming as they refused to allow her opponent to escape from the fire. More, and more women were falling victim to the smoke, and flames. Bree led her force into the enemy center as the flames soon enough encircled the 2 armies, and it was only growing closer. Victory was possible, she saw the ultimate failure of her plan, and she would mourn all her troops. She shouldn't have underestimated the bitch, and how far she would sink to achieve victory. But not all hope was lost. One last maneuver order. Suicide charge. With the last bit of sound her hoarse voice could utter, She ordered them to charge. As the battle spiraled out control each shehare, and bunneh fighting to escape the inferno, and prevent their enemies from escaping, No more blade mills, no more lance charges. It had come down to what battle inevitably does: Melee. Bree took a slice from a whores saber and went down. As the whore tried to impale her on the ground, she kicked out, knocking the whores footpaws from under her, she fell right on her sword. Free Knocking the saber from the hands of the slut she was fighting, she bulled her way forward, wanting to teach this slut the meaning of pain as she fought to eliminate the enemy leader, both majors rushed into the gory circle that had formed around the area of the skirmish. Without any real combat tactics, the troops from both sides had devolved into a wild, and vicious cycle of blood, and death keeping each other from the flaming battlefield. A bunneh went down with one of the arrows fired from an archer who was soon killed by a charging Bunneh, another Shehare fell to the saber, but was avenged by her sister who faced off with the sister of her most recent kill. Screaming their hatred the 2 women clashed.

Within moments the two were face to face. Silence fell across the battlefield as the 2 Majors circled one another. The two gleaming infantry sabers slick with fresh blood, and bits of flesh. Each pair of eyes searched for any weaknesses at all. Each pair of eyes found none. Their steely, impassionate eyes flicked to and fro, as their once-emotional eyes seemed to be trying to pierce her rivals very soul as they appraised her over and over. They were, as every woman present realized then, perfectly matched, sinister doppelgangers of one another: The two Majors of Mercy and Death facing off on opposing sides. Sabers slick with fresh blood from previous foes sparks flying as they slashed, hacked, parried, stabbed, and danced against such a formidable opponent. Bree's cinnamon brown fur facing off against free's snow white fur. All around them black, brown, grey, and white furred bunnehs, & shehares fought, and died more, and more catching on fire as the flames trapped the 2 warring armies. Their breath was heavy, their muscles screaming protest as they fought the screams, screechs, and wails of their dying, and wounded troops ringing in their ears blood split from the whores saber was ignored her fur stained red as they crossed swords their footpaws stepping on the bodies of allies, and enemies alike. She hissed as the saber cut across her stomach her paw clenching her stomach keeping her intestines from spilling out, their sabers locked to the hilt as they smacked into each other snout to snout, tit to tit their battle weary, and blood drenched bodies matched from head to toe she wished to drive her paw into the bitches gut, and rip out her insides, but in doing so would endanger herself. She bit her buck teeth ripping off her cheekbone as her own was ripped off. They backed away stumbling both sporting a missing cheekbone, and clenching their gaping stomach wound various slashes, and stabs having inflicted wounds across their ears, shoulders, arms, and legs, but their adrenaline, and hatred kept them going. Bree, and Free lunged sabers meeting again, again, again, again, & again. "Harlot!" "Sow!" "Slut!" "Bitch!" "Skank!" "Bimbo!" "Whore!" "Cunt!" "Harlot!" "Hoochie!" "Bunneh fucker!" "SheHare fucker!"

Bree slipped as a dying shehare grasped her footpaw, and forced her to her knees. Looking up just as Free with a scream of triumph drove her saber right between her tits twisting, grinding, and shoving the saber deeper, and deeper as she screamed oh how she screamed free smiling as she reveled in her opponents misery wanting to see the horror as this bitch died knowing she was the superior woman, and represented the superior race, and species. Bree's saber sank in between Frees overhanging boobs the Shehare was stunned, but both majors refused to allow the other the satisfaction of her attack free, and bree while impaled drove their bodies together free atop bree whispering and cursing each other while their buck teeth were not stuffed with her rivals flesh. The flames consumed the fields, and every single Bunneh, and Shehare alive, or dead reduced to ash once the passing storm had doused the flames the ground itself was scarred from all the hatred, bloodlust, and blood shed serving as a reminder for both Shehares, and Bunnehs how far their hatred, and rivalry would go, and the level of viciousness, and cruelty would be needed to win the war.

The GrassLands, & Woodlands their borders shared were heavily contested as neither side held back. During their war to their borders the Dark Elf, Dark Fairy,& Elf, Fairy alliances approached their territorys, and it was no longer the blood of their hated rivals, but these invading sluts as well. Elf clashed with Bunneh, SheHare Clashed with Dark Elf, Bunneh Clashed with Dark Elf, SheHare Clashed with elf, Fairy clashed with Bunneh, SheHare clashed with Dark Fairy, Dark Fairy clashed with Bunneh, Fairy clashed with SheHare, Fairy clashed with dark elf, Dark Fairy clashed with elf, and so the war raged as all 6 forest dwellers fell upon each with equal hate, and zeal. Rapiers, Sabers, Pata's, Push Daggers, Knuckles, goddess claws, wind & fire wheels, katars, gladiator scissors. Furred, Fair, and Dark corpses littered the battlefields by the thousands as beneath the canopy of the trees no mercy was given, or offered. Arrows, Slings, Javelins, and even knives were striking down countless women. A SheHare, & Dark Elf crossed swords rapier, & saber already slick with the blood of a filthy slut before this next victim. Their blades probed, and prodded the filthy twats defenses, and hungered for blood. The SheHare yelped as the Rapier slipped past her guard, and sunk into her cunt all the way up till it protruded through the immense cleavage of her breasts. The Dark Elf smirked seeing the furred bitch convulse, and scream upon her blade. She turned deflecting the incoming slash from a Bunneh, but missed the dagger the Bunneh lodged between her breasts. The Bunneh turned just as a Fairy slit her throat with a katar. A SheHare was pulling the intestines out of a dark fairy who was screaming, and ducked the incoming stab from a Elf, her saber parried the next thrust, and she attacked hoping to catch the elf off guard their blades flickered in the sunlight as it filtered through the treetops. They danced for a time before a another pair of duelists interuppted them. Bunneh, & Dark Elf likewise were locked in a heated duel, and soon enough all 4 women circled slashing, and stabbing whenever they left themselves open to their opponents. Until finally they all stopped their immenses breasts rising, & falling beneath their armored Bra's. It was then with a smirk they stabbed their blades into the soil, and undid their armor revealing their immense thick, and full tits. Dark, Fair, and Furred Mounds of immerusable beauty bounced free, and soon enough their remaining articles of armor, and attire followed. Their Ears perked up with excitement, and with a shriek they all charged. The 4 way catball was fierce as they embraced their inner animal relying solely on their teeth, and claws. The Bunneh ripped off the Dark Elf's nose, but lost her right ear to the SheHare as the Elf was peeling off the SheHares Lips, their Nails dug in deep fair, dark, and furred flesh ripping open. The woodlands, and plains were heavily contested as soon enough the neighboring powers were drawn in as well. Amazons, & Tigress, Valkyries, & SheWolves, Shiekha, & Lioness, Banfeinni, & Cath Palugs, Onnabugiesha, Kitsune, & Oni, Ogress, SheOrcs, Demoness, Succubus, Vampiress, Gladiatrix, Harpy, Witch, & Lizardess joining the heated conflict.

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The Long strides were deep, and thunderous as Thousands of Giantess' marched their armor, and weapons glistening in the light. The Tree's came up to their large thick shapely asses, but the opposing line of steel helms could be seen as Titansesses marched to meet them. The 2 tribes had been fighting their war for generations these incredibly stout voluptuous females were stubborn, and proud folk refusing to die, and submit before those they deemed beneath them. The 2 opposing tides of giant females waited their immense axes, and swords drawn, but waiting as their Leaders standing a great deal taller then their kin strode forward. The Giantess Queen was naked as was her rival the Titanesses Queen. The Giantess with long flowing cinnamon brown hair Titania, and her rival Angbrodia a crimson haired titanesses.

Their barefeet crushing fallen logs, and boulders as they tread forward their naked large firm breasts bouncing as they slowly went into a mad charge. The following smack was enough to bring the roar of their troops to bear. Swords beat against shields as they cheered their queens on to win, and rip the head off this whore who dared challenge them. Their tits went to war as their arms dug deep into their rivals hair, and their free fist sank into this twats whorish face. The roaring cheers from the Giantess, & Titanesses troops as their queens faced off. Their Eldest Daughters watched as their Mothers fought for the honor, and supremacy of their people to show who was more beautiful, who was the better woman, and whose goddess was more beautiful. Both women ripped out portions of their rivals scalp, they could feel the enormous pair of tits pressing, and grinding against their own, the whores foul breath fanning her sweat slick, and soon blood slick naked body. Crimson, & brown locks of hair flattened the earth beneath them as they struggled their bareknuckles digging, and driving into their rivals flesh repeatedly they could not lose with their eldest daughter watching, they could not lose their subjects were watching, they could not lose their goddess' were watching. Both Women struggled greatly as their troops watched with excitement, and bloodlust Eager to see their Matriarchs prove once, and for all who was superior Giantess, or Titanesses. They met and quickly their training and instincts kicked in as they exchanged painful jabs and kicks in fast motion. The Blows were precise, their luscious muscular legs swinging and landing on their rivals naked flesh.

After all their build-up, the aggressive fight was brief, and a quick succession of punches and kicks sent her down to her thick juicy ass.

They ended up rolling on each other and the rocky floor for a few seconds, hot nude body on hot nude body, while trying to keep the other queen from gaining the upper hand. They latched a hand on each other’s throat’s closing out the path.

The hand that was not on their throats moved to the back of their rival’s heads holding their lip lock in place as the pressure and burning intensified. They tasted blood, flesh, tongue, and gums The body press was enraging them on in another way as their sweaty skin slid on her rivals equally beautiful naked flesh. They let out moans from the pain and building heat backing away each sporting missing lips, and a fileted tongue both matriarch strepped in once more exchanging punches, Both women landed good hits, as both women’s milky tits were bouncing, jiggling, and swaying like bells ringing, both Matriarch were jealous seeing the bitch possessed tits that looked just as big as hers, with sharp pink nipples pointing out of them much like her own. Both women were itching to get to the main event quickly.

“WAS THIS HOW YOU FUCKED HIM!?" Was the look both queens exchanged as they struggled, and clashed against not just her rival, and sworn enemies, but the whore who birthed the bastard of the man she loved. Both could imagine this bitch being ridden, or mounted by his enormous cock, but the mere thought sent them into a frenzy fighting more viciously, and

They only had looks for each other, memories of their past, their sex with the man they both loved, all the way down to just when their daughters had been conceived, and raised to slay her bastard sister, both Matriarchs had sworn the bitch, and her people would die, but now fighting tooth, and nail both Matriarchs accepted the victory would be costly, but worth it as long as victory was hers. But this time there were no chains, nothing holding them back from destroying each other’s massive forms. Nothing from denying either woman from proving her status, and mantle of Alpha Bitch was superior. Titania & Angbrodia glared at the other their bodies already bearing the scars of their brief, but heated encounter.

The forest and trees around them like tall grass in the valley they found themselves, looking more and more like an arena. They both noted the dripping sweat, and milk off their rival’s nipples, the large amount of ooze covering their massive labored breathing chests. Both pairs of pink nipples like daggers around the bumpy areola, their legs and thighs looking stronger than ever and only more impressive at their current size.

It was a long second as the two Matriarchs watched each other waiting before they began to take large steps forward. Their huge firm tits bouncing, their asses jigging, their muscles flexed as they neared closer and closer. The entire ground was shaking from their movements as the giants charged with matching snarls.

Slam! Their palms met in a loud bang sending a sound shock wave thru the valley. Their extended arms freezing in place as they locked into a test of strength. “Ugh!” They grunted in unison as they found another form with increased power like their own. She felt that Angrbrodia's strength rivalled and even equaled her own! Their arms flexed as they ended up in a muscle battle stalemate gaining and losing several yards at a time with large loud steps. Their eyes stared into the pair that was her rivals, the other woman grimacing at the draw. They pushed back and forth a few times, but neither gained any advantage. Then, Angbrodia drew their palms and interlaced fingers down to their sides allowing her to puff out her massive chest and sharp pink nipples.

Another sonic boom blasted out as the two pairs of monster-sized tits crushed together with a slap and scream from the women. The mountains of womanly flesh bouncing up and down on the other sweat, blood, and milk covered pair as the two oversized giants duelled in the middle of the valley chest to chest. Droplets of various fluids the size of boulders went flying in every direction as the enormous erect nipples dug into their rival’s areola and the balls of fat slapped. They ground each other sending a sensation of pleasure down their bodies that they ignored.

“You dare try to match me!? Titania screamed as she gained a massive step forward, her boobs melding into the only pair in the world that actually could match her own. They pressed in tighter, snarls on their mouths, their stomachs touching. Even as they meshed, they were growing, it was slower now, but still apparent for anyone watching the titanic struggle from afar.

“You are the one who can’t match me!” Angbrodia growled back. She struggled to control her desire that was building due to the other pair of tits. They felt hot and sticky on her own; fuck she loved it. She was already horny, and Victoria’s body with Brock’s cum plus whatever the hell the growth serum was doing was sending her into a sexual frenzy. But she couldn’t worry about that now and pushed down those intense sensations, focusing on the battle for the world. She had to beat down this bitch until Victoria could no longer stand, and only then could she worry about her sexual release.

With a cry she released her hands and pushed her away, separating their sweat, blood, and milk covered tits with strings feet thick of the goo. The push was more powerful than Brooke thought it would be, and she sent her back several hundred yards, right into the arms of her armoured, and armed daughter who looked on with concern both Matriarchs looking at her daughter swore the bitch, and her brood would die screaming as she charged Unlike their previous fight, or precision and skill, they now only used their newfound size to deliver slow yet powerful strikes that could destroy castles, or mountians as they landed blow after blow on each other’s skin. When the punches and kicks had little effect, they threw their nude bodies together beginning to wrestle, merging as one as they screamed in their second long-awaited meeting. The huge valley was their arena for the deadly battle for the giant queens.

Titania won the first round and showed her superior skill once again in their battle, landing several strong kicks to Angbrodia's body and face that sent the queen down to one knee in discomfort, destroying an entire section of the forest around them. But Queen was so fueled by bloodlust, jealously, and hatred she didn’t feel a thing, and for both queens that was a problem, and blessing to how they would settle this. Exhausting wouldn’t work, they had to fully break the other.

Desperate to force some sort of painful reaction out of her rival, Titania kneed the kneeling Angbrodia in the face with all the force she could muster. The sound of the impact was heard throughout the whole valley and sent the queen flying backwards and down to her back with a slam. The strength and impact of that strike had the power to destroy massive tree trunks like they were twigs and it landed right between the standing matriarchs eyes. She hissed as the blow had her lose focus, the blowback was like an air cannon hitting her, slamming her down but that was it. Her mind was struggling to understand what the hell was wrong as the pain was extreme.

As Titania moved to stand over her collapsed giant rival, Angbrodia showed off her own hidden skill and flipped her whole body up. Her super flexible leg shot up like a striking snake and for once caught her rival by surprise. It landed on Titania's chin with mountain shattering force sending the brunette Giantess down with a scream, but it was a scream of surprise and pain.

Even with both landing what should have been decisive blows, nothing had changed, hell Shethought, she didn’t even feel winded. At this rate, it would be impossible for them to hurt each other, Angbrodia then leaned back and threw a powerful punch to Titania face that the other woman didn’t intentionally block or dodge. It landed with a boom, and she stumbled a bit, but then stood back up with a weird smirk. She then leaned back and returned her own massive punch to Angbrodia face who faltered for a second before coming back eye to eye with her hot rival. The blood, saliva, and sweat splattering the battleifled was like a heavydown pour of rain, their cheeks, eyes, lips, and tits were red, then black, then blue, then purple, swelling, bruising, and splitting apart as they traded blows their long hair swaying wildly as they clashed, They began to exchange powerful punches and slaps to each other’s face, taking them full on to see if there was any other reaction,

They traded a few more worthless punches until She screamed in anger. She landed one more strike that half turned Angbrodia and this time she did not let the bitch get back to eye level. She reached forward and took the Titaness in by her arms, pulling her in close from behind. In a powerful pull, she flipped the rival giant up and around in a Supplex with her powerful strength. Angbrodia screamed as she was flipped and then landed on her head and neck, the whole valley really shaking this time. The flip had been so quick that her firm fat tits were pressed up near her own chin. Titania let her go and Angbrodia rolled away as The destruction of their environment was intense.

“NO! I WILL BREAK YOU!” Titania wailed, as she pushed herself up again and started running at her rival. Angbrodia jumped up, As the bitch ran at her, she forced herself to look away from the bouncing tits and sexy muscle coming at her. Then she went low and used Titania's momentum against her. She hooked her arms around the wildly charging woman and lifted the other giantess with her clutch, her elbow joint hooked on her rival’s wet sex. Titanita and Angbrodai screamed in unison as the Angbrodia lifted Titania into the air around and down into the ground causing an authentic earthquake and forcing a loud grunt from Her rivals sexy mouth as they struggled on the ground. Wiggling together as they looked to spread and pin the other woman for good, they were destroying more land and forest by the second.

Ripping it to the side caused them to roll on each other, grappling to force some form of submission as they clawed each other’s bodies, but the futility of it all was dawning on them. Their hot bodies were dripping with sweat and other juices between their legs as the body-on-body struggle continued. Biting, clawing, punching, slapping, twisting, maiming, ripping, tearing, shredding, and raping the other with all their strength, their hatred, jealously, loathing, and bloodlust. Maria watched as her mother Titania clashed with her rival, and glanced at her half sister alike their mothers both sisters were abnormally large for their people, but both wished for their mothers to claim victory, so the whore, and her blood could finally pay for all the death, and destruction her people had caused to their own. Hope likewise watched her mother Angbrodia clashed with her rival, her knuckles tightening around the haft of her battle axe as the screams, wails, screeches, and yelps came from her mother, or her rival. Angbrodia, & Titania clung to each other grinding against her rival from head to toe drenched in blood, sweat, saliva, milk, and other fluids their skin maimed beyond repair, and recognition both Matriarchs were bald with their scalps exposing various portions of their skull, and brains beneath.

Despite the abuse, and torment they had inflicted, or sown onto the other they did not stop. Angbrodia smiled wickedly as her claws ripped into her rivals throat, she screamed as her eyes were gouged out, but Titania took advantage squeezing her rivals head between her claws already the cracking, and breaking of her skull could be heard until with the last of her strength Angbrodia's entire skull exploded crushed into a pulp of blood, gore, bone, and brain matter while Titania's neck had been snapped clean in two sending her skull rocketing off smacking, and bouncing across their battlefield before it stopped propped up against a nearby mountain. The horns were blaring, as both newly crowned queens signaled the charge. The 2 hordes of opposing Titaness', & Giantess' warrior women raised their axes, maces, hammers, and swords their enormous boobs bouncing, jiggling, and swaying with every step before the following thunderclap had the earth shattering with repeated earthquakes, the clouds scattered by the volleys of hate fueled blows with various weapons against her rivals blade, shield, or flesh. The Giantess split the whores skull in two with her axe, but the incoming mace crushed her entire cheek bone, and obliterated her head entirely splattering her fellow sisters in arms with her flesh, bone, and brains. Her sword drove into the bitches gaping mouth, and the hammer pulverized her enormous boobs before crushing her chest entirely. The bodies of their deceased queens were pulverized, flattened, and trampled by the hordes of opposing warrior women as they hacked, stabbed, smashed, slashed, & sliced into the other. Their war had extended to the point where Amazons, Valkyries, Shiekha, Banfeinni, Onnabugiesha, SheWolves, Lioness, Tigress, Cath Palugs, Witches, Demoness, Succubus, Vampiress, Lizardess, Harpies, Shehares, SheOrcs, Bunnehs, Ogress, Oni, Avelinah, Fairy, Dark Elf, Elf, Dark Fairy, & Gladiatrix were trampled, or crushed beneath their feet. As such volleys of arrows, spears, slings, ballistae, stones, and pitch of oil littered the legs, ass, and abbs of the warring Giantess, & Titaness warriors. Flyers flying into the mother slicing, hacking, and stabbing her insides before being eaten, or chomped on. Others flying into her eyes, ears, or cutting open her throat, nipples, and tits. As the battles raged one fact remained that a new, and more dangerous foe had placed themselves on the battlefield.

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The Earth Shook as they advanced hundreds of Giantess marched wielding immense clubs, and axes. Despite their size advantage, and strength many would fall to Amazon, Valkyrie, Shiekha, Banfeinni, OnnaGiesha, Elf, Dark Elf, Succubus, Vampiress, SheOrc, Lioness, Tigress, SheWolf, Lamias, Mermaid, Kitsune, Lizardess, Witch, Gladiatrix, Harpy, Fairy, Dark Fairy, Demoness, Avelinah, Cath Palugs, ONI, Bunneh, SheHare, SheBear, Dryad, & Banshee troops under volleys of arrows, or simply a mass of steel, and wood. Despite their losses the Giantess pushed forward swatting aside the ariborne demoness, succubus, vampiress, fairy, dark fairy, harpy, lizardess, avelinah, Banshee, & Harpy.

The battle was raging fiercely, both sides smashing themselves against each other for control of the river. The banks and waters were gory red as the disorder of soldiers hacked and stabbed and smashed at each other, trying to kill which ever enemy was within sight. Elsewhere in the field, some warriors were preforming acts of note striking down dozens, if not scores of enemy whores, before falling to a lucky, or skilled fighters blow.

They met and raised weapons for battle. Their officers, their Sworn Ladies, and Matriarch traded blow for blow, each attempting to subdue the other. However, both sides fought with a fury which born personally as their very being demanded they take this whore, they take this bitch, they take this sluts life. You are a monster! You spilled my beloved peoples blood, and name and I will make you pay! The Hells are too good for scum like you. The throats of Millions let out a great roar which boomed from the fields and echoed out for all to hear. Trading blow for blow, as far as the eye could see, and beyond women struggled against each other in a duel to the death. They then unleashed all their bottled hatred and wrath, swinging their weapon of choice, or closest armament into the enemy skanks body with all their might. The chest plate was caved in, it was pierced, cut, or hacked open, as lungs were too bloodied for their fallen foe to utter any word at all, and it is unlikely he w to anyway. The dead fell backwards and sank into the waters of the rising blood, piss, gore, and bodies . Into the murky, sloshing waters; n blue, now a brownish-blackish color due to the blood and gore spilt into it. Stepping, crawling, or stumbling over the corpse of their fallen foe to engage the next in mortal combat.

Maybe it was because of the scenery underneath her body? The bloody and gruesome battle between the troops of the Empire and the fairies and their allies? Even from her current height in the air, she can hear the screams of death below. How bones were broken and ground to dust by the countless forms of magic clashing. A canvas of the purest brutality. She was very familiar with such a scene because she had witnessed countless similar battles in the past, She had literally seen enough bloodshed for several lifetimes to be bothered by it any longer, not even when the corpses from friend, and foe alike reached so high they could be mountains. When the blood, and flesh formed rivers, and lakes.

Weapons clashed against each other, a single mistake in their footwork, or armor cost them their lives, and when their weapons shattered from the endless slaughter occuring around them, their wielders threw them away and used their fists to beat each other to death, or scrambled for the next closest weapon. Elsewhere on the battlefield, similar fights took place albeit there the opponents fought each other with their respectively skills, and weapons. Fairys, Dark Fairys, Elves, Dark Elves, Demoness, Succubus, Vampiress, Witch, Lamias, Avelinah, Kitsune, Mermaid, and Lizardess wove their magic as All different kinds of spells were cast, the cruelty and brutality only increasing no matter how many found their bloody end in the raging inferno of war only to be replaced by a new set of warriors fighting to take the life of the other. This grotesque scene was hell incarnated and brought forth by the madness of the world, as no quarter was offered, no mercy was given, no prisoners were taken, no one was spared the burning hate, and fury of the other. An epic battle rages on while a storm pounds them from above. Women cry out in agony. Steel clashes against flesh and metal. Red essence spurts from fallen and standing bodies. The rumbling thunder, and crack of lightning highlights the battle beneath, and within the clouds. A lightning bolt fries demoness, fairy, succubus, Avelinah, Vampiress, harpy, dark fairy, and witch troops with ease their bodies descending to the hell below. The rain pelted the armored women below adding to the level of difficulties plaguing them. The earth was knee deep in rain, blood, piss, shit, and flesh although the rain was sweeping it away fast enough the surging water added to their battles already being fought. Bows were discarded as the down pour rendered them useless, and so the battle was joined swords, axes, hammers, maces, spears, and daggers clashed as hundreds of thousand of women fought with every measure of their being.

Gaintesses, and Titanessess women fell crushing dozens, scores, and some hundreds in their death throes. The immense women were often pin cushioned in arrows, spears, swords, and axes from every faction as they brought them down. Fairys, Demoness, Witch, Succubus, Dark Fairy, Harpy, Vampiress, & Avelinah were being swatted aside when they strayed to close to the giant women. A succubus was screaming as a Giantess crushed the damn whore in her hand, but looked up as a Vampiress, and Avelinah drove their swords directly into her eyes as she screaming a Witch cast her spell The explosion removing the front of her skull. A Titanesses was busy swiping at the damn pests her club reducing countless enemy sluts to waste. Her immense tits shook, and jiggled as she was breathing with greater difficulty she was still stomping on the enemy whores. The Spears were a damn nasty pain as they were constant, and many of them were imbedded in her thighs, and foot. The airborne sluts were more troublesome as they attempted to drive their own weapons, fangs, or claws into her vulnerable flesh. It was during her inner monologue that a Fairy dived down, and slipped in-between the immense cleavage, and began madly stabbing the Titanic tits. She growled flexing her tits, and crushing the Fairy with ease, but the sudden attack of Avelinah, Dark Fairy, and Harpy forced her to look up. The Avelinah drove her lance into the whores throat, the Dark Fairy stabbing madly at her cheeks, and eyes. And the Harpy drove her sword directly up her nose, screaming as she attempted to escape, and failed as finally with the combined, and unsteady efforts of the 3 women she fell crushing scores of warring women. The Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours, hours became days, days became weeks, weeks became months, months became years as the war continued to rage.

GrandMothers, Mothers, Aunts, Daughters, Nieces, GrandDaughters lost to Chaos. That’s all that can be said to sum up the hellish scene unfolding.

Chaos. That’s all that can be said to sum up the hellish scene unfolding.

"To arms! These ships bear the flag of whores! To arms! Prepare, ladies, and the goddess will grant us victory!" The boats were getting closer, cutting through the waves with their sleek designs. The opposing tides of whores were fighting in the waves. They fought hard. Not an inch of land was given freely, and soon the beach was a dark red. The bodies of defenders, and invaders alike littering the shoreline. Across the realms the borders were becoming more, and more heavily contested be it on Land, or at sea the war was upon them. Mermaids, Lamias, & Lizardess battled beneath the surface with Harpies, Witches, Elves, Dark Elves, Fairys, Dark Fairys, Demoness, Succubus, & Vampiress using their magic to join them.

Onnabugiesha, Kitsune, & Oni troops defended their islands jealously meeting the enemy fleets attempting to prevent them from landing on their shores. Onnabugiesha manned the Ballaistae across the towers along the shoreline, Oni hefted their Kanabo, Odachi, and immense LongBows, while Kitsune were enchanting weapons preparing for the assault. Off their shores the incoming fleets had finished their fighting which had softened up their forces as most of their ships were still locked in battle against the others. Amazons, Tigress, Shiekha, Lioness, Valkyries, SheWolves, Bafeinni, Cath Palugs, SheOrcs, Ogress, Elves, Fairys, Dark Elves, Dark Fairys, Bunnehs, & Shehares ships were incoming more then 75% of each factions naval forces committed to this assault were fighting each other the remaining ships were bearing down on the beaches. Only to note the Beaches had them facing cliffs thousands of feet high as the Onnabugiesha, Oni, & Kitsune had chosen this land due to its strategic importance as the cliffs held the corpses of Avelinahs, Succubus, Vampiress, Demoness, Fairys, & Dark Fairys corpses. Kitsune, & Oni had worked tirelessly to secure the air, as Onnabugiesha had invested heavily into Skorpions, CrossBows, and other long range siege weapons. When the ships hit the shallows, and the first wave of bikini clad warriors from all the factions began their assault. An Amazon perished as the Dark Elf slit her throat, and was soon enough crossing swords with a Tigress the furry whore swinging her Khanda removed her head, just as the shoreline became chaotic. The invading factions were now fighting across the shoreline as it began from atop the cliffs the natives of this stronghold nocked their arrows. The Cliffs had 3 main trails that permitted the enemy to clear the beach, and reach the top, but the defenders were ready as those who followed were still fighting each other to reach the top, they were bloodied, and exhausted it was here they fell to the thousands of arrows.

Under the shadow of stormclouds, the proud army stood poised for battle. The emerald, green fields that stretched beyond were a testament to the bounty of the land they were sworn to defend. The glittering armor of the warriors reflected the sun's rays as they formed ranks, the fluttering banners of the many factions painting the landscape.

The Women looked intently, the grip on their weapons tightening.

As a great roar erupted from the assembled army. Shields were pounded with swords, and the air was filled with the cries of women ready to fight for their land, their families, and goddess.

With that, the calvary, with all its chivalry and might, charged towards the horde, a wave of steel and valor against the tide of savagery. In that moment, the fields, & goddess' bore witness to a battle that would be sung of for ages to come. The clash of cultures, and the unwavering will of the warrior. As the two mighty forces collided on the fields, the earth shook with the thunder of hooves and the clash of steel.

The Shiekha on their swift horses, charged with relentless fury. Their curved swords gleamed in the sun as they roared their war cries. They were a wave of frenzied motion.

The Valkyries, for their part, displayed impeccable discipline. Their armor was heavy and their formations were solid. Both Calvary's lowered their lances and met the enemy charge with an unyielding wall of steel.

Lady Rowana of the Valkyries was one of the first to engage in single combat. Arella Shiekha Commander charged at Her. They exchanged blows with dizzying speed, their swords tasting, and desperate for blood admist the chaos as countless women were dead or dying by lance, or sword as the 2 calvarys refused to back down. Their arms were heavy, and their breath was laboured as they traded stabs, and slashes their armor prevented more fatal stabs, or slashes, but it was the blows targeting the less armored portion of their voluptuous bodies that suffered. Rowana tripped with a scream Arella lunged her sword raised for the killing blow, Rowana out of desperation kicked at her rivals leg she also tripped her throat falling onto Rowana's longsword, just as Arella Talwar sank into her own throat gurgling, and choking on the blood flooding their lungs both women died instantly the blades were so sharp their heads were essentially cut off entirely being kicked, and finally stomped by the passing steeds, and their riders.

Their Calvarys committed to the slaughter of the other as they clashed, their archers nocked arrows before loosing. Hundreds of women fell to the opposing volleys of arrows as the infantry advanced eager to see their blades rich, and fresh with the enemy whores blood. As Valkyries, & Shiekha clashed like a spear into their side Lioness, and Shewolves rienforcements sank their fangs into the bloodied, and weary women. A shewolf lunged ripping off the head of a shiekha whore, as her longsword gutted the whore coming to the aide of her daughter. Another SheWolf cleaved a mother, daughter, and aunt down with such speed, and precision that none of the three women could explain why they could see their torso's, and why the world was upside down. Lioness forces likewise were cutting down Valkyries, a Lioness shoved her spear into a Valkyries forehead, and her claws ripped off her right cheek, and jaw entirely, another Lioness was using a Valkyrie's corpse as a club beating down despite their exhaustion, and wounds the Valkyries, and Shiekha did not go lightly, or without sowing their own blood. A shewolf was seen gagging as the spear pierced through her jaw out the back of her skull, another was seen screaming as the axe buried in her gut had severed her upper torso entirely. A Lioness was seen screaming as the spear hoisted up the whore through her tits, and now protruding through her back.

Amazons, Tigress, Banfeinni, Cath Palugs eyes darted across the battlefield, savoring every kill made by their troops they relished the fresh screams coursing through the air. Her heart soared as she watched the women fighting and dying every dead whore was the path to victory. But as their vanguard was either corpses, or soon to be corpses they dispatched their heavy infantry who were eager to join the battle.

The battle was far from over, as both sides demonstrated tactical brilliance and sheer bravery. Neither the Amazons, Tigress, Banfeinni, & Cath Palugs were willing to give an inch. Both forces continued to clash like two storms meeting, the outcome still uncertain.

As the sun began to wane, it was clear that this Battle would be a long and hard-fought one, with the scales of victory not yet tipped in any side's favor. The fields that once bloomed with bountiful harvests were now soaked in the blood of the brave, and fueled by the vengeful the air filled with the sounds of a conflict that would shape the fate of their people, and their goddess'. The infantrys faced off countless women falling victim to the enemy whores, or sluts blade, but they would not die alone not a blade wielded was clean, they were stained red, and fresh with blood. Scrambling over the bodies of mothers, daughters, aunts, sisters, and friends alike seeking purchase in the battlefield of the dead, or dying wounded were seen dragging their enemies, and allies alike to the ground where fangs, claws, and daggers continued their play. Others were trampled on by their allies, and enemies alike as the fighting was growing more intense arrows fell upon countless women.

The battle between both sides was a sight to behold. The grace and finesse of the highly trained women matched the ferocity and brute strength of their rival. Their blades danced and sparkled as the warriors were evenly matched.

This was the turning point, where valor and ambition clashed with a ferocity, and thirst for blood that would be remembered through the ages.

As they stood facing each other, the air seemed to thicken with anticipation. The warriors, Valiant Amazons, Ferocious Tigress', fearsome Banfeinni, & the bold Cath Palugs Alpha Bitches clash with all their might. The two blades met with a clash that sounded like thunder.

They were ferocious, her blows heavy, but both were surprisingly agile and fought with a desperate valor. Blow for blow, they traded strikes, neither giving an inch. The sounds of their weapons and grunts of effort were almost drowned by the cacophony around them, but to them, the world was only this duel this moment. They could see it now them hoisting the had of their rival overhead the whores forces would break from the sight and the cheers from her own people would be deafening.

Her sword caught the sluits side, ripping through her armor, while The whores sword found its mark in her shoulder. They were both bleeding profusely, yet neither seemed to acknowledge their wounds.

As she went for a thrust, she caught her in a bear hug, pulling her close. They both fell to the ground, still struggling. With her last ounce of strength, she plunged her sword into the skanks abdomen. The bitch, even as life was slipping away from her, pulled her closer and bit down on her neck, a final act of primal rage.

As they both slinked back, their energies spent, they could see the chaos that their battle had ignited. The women by their side, behind them, and beneath became even more savage, cutting through the ranks of the enemy before, around, and beneath them. She was lying on the blood-soaked ground, her breaths shallow and ragged, looked upon the chaos, and bloodshed with a forlorn expression. Her eyes were misty, and through the haze, she could see what might have been. Her daughters thriving, and bringing glory to the goddess, but now she could only imagine what consumed their thoughts.

A single tear traced its way down the mothers cheek as she let out a whisper. "What could have been…my dear girls."

The fields were soaked in blood, eyes staring blankly at the sky.

Mothers, Daughters, Sisters, Aunts, Cousins, Friends, from worlds apart, lay fallen on a battlefield where dreams and ambitions were ground into the dust. The War of countless realms had claimed thousands more of its own.

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Rava rode a powerful battle horse, a cinnamon-colored veteran of many campaigns. The massive animal and its mistress were traveling lightly leading a party of scouts. A series of battle knives were fastened to its saddle, and there was room near the back of the saddle for a scabbard containing a large sword. The scabbard was positioned so that it was easily accessible to the rider’s right hand. A hefty battleaxe was fixed along the horse’s left side. Her black hair fell down her shoulders and her back, wild and unkempt, despite her efforts to keep it manageable. She wore heavy black leather boots, which ended halfway up her thighs, and daggers were strapped to both boots. She wore thick, strong riding gloves. However, the rest of Rava garb was more conventional. In fact. She wore a single garment, a scale chainmail haurberk, that emphasized her enormous large firm tits, and what was essentially a thin thong that poorly concealed her pussy. The woman’s body overflowed from the chainmail, which served only to accentuate the tight, taut, abundant green flesh that it strained to contain.

Her head was protected by a light helmet, She was leading a score of light calvary their recent clashes across the borders had seen both sides lose a fair share of villages, and smaller forts to enemy troops. Every woman slaughtered to the last, and while the attackers completed their task none of the enemy often enough left unscathed bodies from both sides the attackers, and defenders left their mark across the streets, within the buildings, and draped over walls. Old, and Young were slaughtered easily, but their able bodied mothers, aunts, and sisters took their fair share of the enemy, or as best as they could. She herself had just led her scouting party upon a village near the border, she lost 10 good women to the damn sluts, but they slaughtered all 60 of the Villagers, the Old, and Young were the easiest, but it was the able bodied women that proved the most difficult, and they were the fucking bitches who killed her women. The Village had been set to the torch shortly after, but she was furious the horses were a greater loss then the women, as the border conflict had grown more intense due sabotage, and poisoning as both sides were hell bent from preventing any major siege weapons, or supplies being brought to the more strategic strongholds. She glanced to the east as 2 of her riders were speeding towards her. "Milady we came upon another scouting party about 20 enemy whores light calvary." She nodded, and looked to the remaining troops.

The eldest daughter of the Regional Chieftan, and a seasoned warrior her beauty, and grace was to be expected. But this woman was exceptional even among her battle-hardened sisters. Her beauty was striking, dark black eyes blazing. Her body’s hard, chiseled muscle and soft, rounded curves combined to form a vision of voluptuous physical perfection. She sighed deeply before ushering her riders to follow her. All save one her younger sister who was the fastest, and most skilled rider of her party. With instructions to bring the report to their mother, and kin of the enemies troop movements.

From afar even she could see that the enemy Officer was like herself an exception, Her breasts were incredible, two perfect, round globes of taut, gray flesh, thrusting out proud and high on her chest, totally without support. Her Chainmail haurberk only emphasizing her own enormous pair of tits, Her legs were bare and perfect, long, and powerfully muscled. Long, dark black hair flowed seductively down her shoulders and to the small of her back. Her eyes were a piercing black, and they now locked with her own blazing eyes.

Their eyes regarded the enemy scouts strength with a cool, appraising stare. 19 Sheorcs, & 19 Ogress. Th 38 women felt the great beasts of their powerful sexualities moving and circling, two savage packs of rivals preparing to fight and claw each other to the death.

Even from the distance between them, The women exchanged savage smiles, and the tension between them rose markedly. Till now, they had both been basking in their mutual hatred, in their shared desire to match body to body prove which woman was superior, which family was superior, which Goddess was Superior. But now the element of Loathing came to the fore. These were proud women, both confident in their beauty, both certain of their utter, and complete feminine power. They were challenging each other at the most fundamental level of their Pride. Only one woman could leave here as victor alive. Exchanging glares of rage, their mutual hatred only enhanced by their shared anger, the women prepared for battle. Their horses sensing their mistress bloodlust also desired to join the battle, and both parties of scouts drawed swords. Before with a cry of hate, and vengeance they charged. 19 vs 19 speeding towards each other with every bit of their being desiring to spill this whores blood.

The 2 Officers were nearly thrown from their mounts, but years of riding, and combat experience saved them. 4 Sheorcs, and 4 Ogress were not so luck hurtled from their mounts, and either stomped by the hooves of their own mounts, or sent smacking into each other their bodies reduced to a pile of pulp, flesh, and blood. Swords rang clear, and true against the opposing edge as the survivors clashed their blades seeking to kill their mounts, whenever the rider proved to difficult. The neighs, and screeches of their mounts as they bit, and kicked at each other. Blood was flowing down the sides, and legs of the horses as they joined their riders in this battle. A Sheorc stabbed an Ogress in her smirking slut face, her sword splitting her head in two, but she turned to note the incoming axe as it lodged itself between her eyes. An Ogress, and Sheorc fell tangled together wrestling for control of their dirks, as their swords were now abandoned. 2 Riders fell alongside their horses, and managed to escape the carcasses of their mounts, and reached for their shields, and axe circling each other.

Sheorc, and Ogress hacking, and slashing at the other as their shields were soon enough turned to scrap. The Scouting party spread out as each woman sought to kill her opponent with her skill alone, and without assistance. Rava brought axe into the throat of a whore, but deflected the slash from the incoming sword with her shield. The skirmish between the 2 scouting parties was fierce, and got all of the excited for the meat after this battle. Rava saw her then Nava. Both hefting their axes both women snarled as they charged their shields were split in two from their axes, soon enough casting aside their shields both women swung once more axes locked raised above their heads, and forcing their enormous tits to smack into each other beneath their hauberks. Snarling the 2 chieftains wrestled for control of their axes, but soon enough abandoned their weapons falling together in a made tumble into the mud, and blood. Wrestling for control. Their struggle had both women so engrossed they did not note how far they tumbled away from their subordinates. When they struck the creekbed doused in the water they kicked each other away as the water drenched them they looked up to the hill noting how their people still fought turning their gaze upon the whore before them. She narrowed her eyes, said, “I don’t need a blade to take care of you, slut’. I surely don’t know what it is about you, but I don’t think I’ve seen anybody that I’d like to kill more’n you.” She licked her lips. “Yeah, it’s funny. The thought of tangling with you has me sorta worked up.” Neither woman could explain why they removed their gear the water was up to their knees, but seeing the whores muscular voluptuous naked flesh for herself she could see why their ancestors, and goddess could not stand another woman, another alpha bitch threatening her place as the most beautiful, and most powerful woman. Rava, & Nava could see the scars from countless battles strewn across her rivals naked flesh making it clear both women were extremely skilled warriors, and vicious alpha bitches.

She moved forward until her breasts met her rivals. Nose to nose, Tit to tit, toe to toe the Sheorc, & Ogress alpha bitches looked her rival in the eye.

She felt fire course through her body. She forgot all about the infernal warmth, about the deadening fatigue she had, and felt the aching desire to fight, to fight like alpha bitches in the eyes of their goddess, and to vanquish the cunt who dared to challenge her.

Aloud, she whispered, “I want it skank, more then you can know.”

She wrapped one arm around the sluts waist, and pulled in hard. Their breasts flattened against each other, nipples like hard pebbles. She said, “Oh my goddess! Let’s do it, you whore! Let’s get it on!”

Her mouth an inch from the whores as they snarled sinking their claws into her rivals thick juicy ass, she moaned, “Ohhh….fight me you cunt!”

They felt the unforgettable pressure of two sets of breasts compressing against each other these were the weapons of a powerful woman, of a formidable alpha bitch she could just. She drilled her eyes deep into Her rivals. She responded by wrapping both her arms around her waist and pulling them closer together. They felt their rigid nipples poking their enormous firm titflesh and they groaned as their breasts were crushed together. Nava reached up with one hand and wrapped It up in Rava's hair and pulled.

Rava hissed, “Cunt!”. She let go of her grip around her waist and fastened her left hand on Nava's hair, twisting it. The two women squealed in pain and broke apart. Nava rubbed her aching breasts, and Rava did the same as they looked at each other, breathing hard, and sweating in the heat, and beneath their goddess gaze.

Then Rava said, gratingly, “I’m going to make you hurt. You are going to regret you were ever born, you SheOrc piece of shit!”

Nava replied, her hands hooked into claws in front of her, “I’m going to tear you apart, you ogress bitch!”.

Sweat dripped down from her head onto them, shiny in the sun light. She said, “Come and get me, girl! I’m ready!”.

She snarled , “Oh, you think those boobs can do anything? Let them meet mine!” She flexed her boobs came into view, dark nipples equally stiff. Her breasts rose and fell with her steady breathing. Both Alpha Bitches flexing their boobs having them bounce, and jiggle as their 8 pack was clear to see each alpha bitch showing her dominance, and strength in challenge of another.

It was in her blood to lock up with this woman, to crush her and make her submit, to leave her on the floor, beaten. And the thought of seeing her rival dazed and beaten, beaten by her, gave her an immediate sexual rush. Imagining this slut being conquered, and then slain by her superior body had both alpha bitches panting with excitement.

She yelled and jumped at her. She felt the hit like a battering ram , bare breasts colliding, and she back-pedaled trying to say upright. She was all tits was her intial thought, but feeling the whores firm pair against her own she could say she had made a mistake.

She had been basically "enormous tits" on a Muscular Voluptuous body since she was blessed with this body and didn't know how to use them, then she grew into them and learned the power they had over her mates and other women and then she grew into womanhood and learned exactly what cleavage and her body could do for her. She had used her "feminine wiles" to put down an ungrateful bitch, to stake her claim on her mate, she was her mothers heir, she was the defender of their lands, and lady of their tribe.

And so now she was in the fight of her life. Her tits against the other bitch's and by the goddess were they big and dense. She was hurting but she knew the other bitch, was hurting too. They had been battering each other for over an hour by her count, their tits were swollen and sore, they were whimpering and sweating, their once thick nipples were inverted and retreating from battle. They had little reserve left. They had hurt one another in ways neither had experienced before, especially against another woman's breasts.

They stood sizing one another up. Both knew that they were in this battle until the end. "You're tits are amazing, you fucking hag, but they are no match for mine and you know it. My tits will destroy yours in the end, and we both know it."

She hissed back, "You're tits are nothing. They are sagging bags of battered flesh and they can't match my tits."

In her heart, she knew that the her tits were better. For the first time in her life, she was meeting her match. She was close to losing. Unless she could break the bitch now. She had met another alpha and had met her match.

The 2 alpha bitches was not deterred. The two women crashed together in the middle of the room in a true clash of titans. Both shrieked in pain at the thunderclap of their massive chests smashing together. Both grimaced and groaned as they struggled with one another, leaning in to the battle trying to drive the other backwards with their powerful tits. Locked in a furious battle over territory, like two animals in the wild battling with their antlers, they struggled against a powerful foe. But only one would win. That was the law of nature. One would claim her territory--her place as the superior alpha bitch, and the woman who possessed the superior boobs proving their goddess was better, and that their mother was superior, that her daughters would be superior.

She drove her enemy backwards, smashing her into her again, again, again, & again. Her tits were superior, stronger. They would flatten the other woman and she could smell the fear emanating from the other woman's pores. She ground her breasts into the other's, knowing she was causing intense pain and humiliation.

She felt the ligaments and connective tissue rupture and explode as the whores pair met hers. Never in her life had she felt such a thing, not since she had first developed at age 13. She had never known loss and her tits had never failed her this way.

She stepped back and strutted about, pushing her damaged chest out proudly as if she had suffered severely in the battle. "How does it feel, bitch? How does it feel to have met the better woman?" Snarling both Sheorc, and Ogress struggled fighting their own doubts, and praying to their goddess to give her strength.

She lashed out with her right hand in a whip-fast slap to her face. The impact was solid, and her head twisted from the blow.

But the bitch was impressively resilient. She returned the slap with a backhanded left and caught her on the jaw and dazed her. She shook her head for a second, her hair flying wildly. She then slammed a hard punch into her rivals ripped belly.

She let out a mighty WHOOF and fell backwards into the water, cradling her abdomen, gagging. This sent a thrill of primitive joy through Rava. She leapt forward and landed on top of Nava. She felt the breasts crush together, and she relished the pressure.

Rava raised her head a bit, looked down and said, “Oh, you cunt – how’s it feel having a Superior Alpha Bitch putting you down? Feel that?” And she pushed her boobs down, feeling her boobs hit nava's boobs, and she felt distinct warmth. “Oh, you whore – you’re making me so happy."

Nava tried to bridge, but this had the effect only pushing her boobs up against Rava's. “Fuck you!” she cried, and twisted harder underneath Rava and managed to put them on their sides. Their legs wrapped around each other and entwined together roughly and the women slapped and tore at each other’s backs and sides, grunting curses and unintelligible mutterings of pain and rage submerged beneath the water.

A flaying catball of female violent embrace. They raked their nails down each other’s naked backs, raising bloody welts. They tore at each other’s naked flesh until they were shredded.

While on their side, they pulled apart enough at one point to each bury their hands in the other’s breasts. She hollered in pain as she felt the cunts claws dig into her globes, squeezing them viciously. She snarled and clamped her hands onto her rivals equally pendulous breasts. She felt the hard nipples against her palms and she dug in her longer fingernails into the tender flesh. Both women attacked the nipples at that point, twisting and pinching hard the sensitive tips. The fiery pain concentrated their minds, each determined to outlast the other.

Screaming both Sheorc, and Ogress emerged out of the creek bed sitting on their asses as they stretched their tits, and nipples to the absolute limit both women shrieking until finally they felt her rivals boobs give way forcing both women to fall back, and scramble away from the other. She came to a sitting position, and held her palms against her breasts both looking down to note the horrendous damage inflicted onto her tits her nipples having been torn off along with a quarter of their tit flesh both Ogress, and Sheorc seeing their rivals titflesh in their hands looked each other in the eye as they devoured their rivals titflesh in front of them gobbling the morsel of meat down staining their fangs, and lips with green, and gray blood alike licking every drop of blood off their claws. Both Alpha bitches snarled their blood splurting out from their maimed titflesh, and the various claw marks inflicted on their backs, shoulders, ass, and face.

“Let’s finish this. You and me, woman to woman, Bitch to Bitch, Whore to Whore, and above all Alpha Bitch to Alpha Bitch.”

They managed a lopsided smile. She wiped a drop of blood from her mouth. “I was hoping you’d say that, slut. Very well, woman to woman. Bitch to bitch. whore to whore, and above all Alpha Bitch to Alpha Bitch." We were close, breathing together, smelling our scents, two alpha bitches ready to attack. We smiled when we discovered that the alpha bitch before her was the prize they sought to mount her head, her tits at her halls flaunting her superiority Slowly, deliberately, we advanced until our maimed tits grazed and her lips covered mine in a kiss, which soon was a ferocious attack. Our arms were initially along our sides, hands extended on our thighs, only mouths and tits touching. But soon, as our fangs fought for domination in our mouths, our breasts pressed and mashed and the hands clawed on each other butts, while saliva, blood, & sweat started dripping to our chins and necks, and perspiration covered our foreheads and armpits. I thought bloody kissing with the bitch would be great in other circumstances. She knew how to bite and she tasted sweet, but her tongue was not giving pleasure, but trying to gag me, as I was trying to gag her, biting each other tongues, pushing them deep to each other throat. Our boobs were smashed and our nails clawed on our fleshy ass cheeks, but the battle was concentrated in our locked fangs. We knew that was only a test, not as decisive as it would be the coming alpha bitch fight, but we wanted the symbolic advantage of winning our bloody kiss fight.

She pushed her away while both women coughed and choked with tears in their eyes. She cleaned her chin of saliva,and blood as best as she could with a big smile of triumph, we attacked again without giving the other time to prepare. This time, she slammed her boobs on mine, making me trip with surprise and almost fall. It hurt but I surprised her too by grabbing her ass for balance and slamming my equally big tits on hers twice. She groaned in pain and grabbed my ass too. For a long moment, we stayed like frozen, nails clawing on flesh, boobs pressing hard and maimed titflesh merging, and fighting against the other. Little by little I took the initiative, My boobs started moving up and down and laterally, rubbing hers harder, scrubbing and pushing, slamming and rubbing again. We were sweating and the smell of sweat mixed soon with the scent of blood . While titfighting with her I was excited by her muscular flesh and flexible body, my blood flowing already, but I realized that her pussy was as wet and flooded as mine and her excitement was parallel to mine. Our bloody, and maimed tits rubbed and slammed. Our boobs were reddening, but I could see her were flattening visibly and reddening the same as mine.

Our bodies were glistening of sweat, smelling and dripping juices from our pussies to our inner thighs. I was ready for the mother of all battles, the one which would decide who was the best cunt in town, the woman to woman biggest challenge.

It was a expectant silence around us when we got closer again. Our nostrils trembled with the smells of the other’s body, our naked bloody, and scarred bodies were primed for the fight to come “This alpha bitch will conquer yours, you will be a broken sobbing cunt like your goddess”, “Do not dream, this alpha bitch is better and you will beg for mercy from my goddess after losing”. We hugged with the free arm, smashing our tits again, and locking our jaws with full lips as four fingers penetrated the other’s cxnt and the thumbs mashed the clits. Two Alpha Bitches in action, we clawed inside the cunts, rubbing, maiming. We moaned in our locked jaw as we sank fangs into gums, lips, teeth, tongues expertly. We tensed when the simultaneous orgasms hit our bodies, and we exhaled our hot breath in each other’s mouths our bloody piss, our cunts falling victim to our rivals claws. Our fingers were out, brilliant of piss, blood, and other fluids, smelly as the flow of juices gushed like two fountains as our fluids stained our thighs, and feet. We palmed our bloody cunts and rubbed the palms on the other’s mouth, tasting, marking, and defiling the other Both sweating profusely, groaning like animals locked in mortal combat. Their naked bodies slammed together and flattened their tits against each other. Nava wrapped her arms around Rava back to hold her in place, but Rava was quick to do the same, both bear hugging the other until their breasts felt like they might pop. Of course, that wasn’t the purpose of the hold, as both of the alpha bitches started suddenly and viciously biting at each others’ faces.

Their lips and teeth slapped and clacked together, a deadly bloody kiss until Nava managed to outmaneuver her and bit into Rava lower lip. She let out a high squeal, leaning into her to gnash her own teeth and latch onto Rava cheek. Rava let out her own grunt of pain before jerking her head to one side, catching Nava lip to bloody proportions.

Nava certainly didn't find it funny as she wailed and shed some tears from the pain in her mouth. The alpha bitch pushed back on Rava neck and face, trying to force her off of the biting hold on her. It seemed to loosen her grip enough to pop loose, just for Nava to strike like a snake and bite down on Rava nose. The alpha bitch let out a startled cry and backed away, both releasing each other as the women caught their breath. Both sporting more grievous wounds snarling both alpha bitches on all fours before with a scream they lunged. They resembled savages biting, clawing, punching, slapping, and maiming her rivals naked flesh the creek bed was stained green, and grey from the growing splatters of blood, green, and grey flesh was seen clinging to rocks, overhead branches, and hanging by a measly thread to the 2 warring alpha bitches. SheOrc, and Ogress fighting with such ferocity, and passion that for 5 days their battle had progressed. The scouting parties absence had been confirmed from both tribes so another was sent to investigate. The sight was gruesome as sheorc, and ogress had fought with such ferocity that it was impossible to tell whether the dead was a sheorc, or ogress entirely, but the battle at the creek had left both women devoid of all flesh nothing, but bones, and scraps of flesh the entire creek bed was splatted with blood, saliva, piss, flesh, and hair. The conjoined skeletons were coiled together with their cracked, and shattered jaws lodged into each other. Broken, mangled claws lodged into their spine, and their bones it seemed had glued together. The scouting parties seeing what occurred felt the goddess demand for blood, and vengeance, and without hesitation attacked. The Goddess watched as their daughters fought glaring at her eternal rival swearing that the blood, and lives of their daughters would not go unavenged.

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The Realms burned from the highest peak, to the lowest valley as amazons, tigress, valkyries, she wolves, shiekha, lioness, banfeinni, cath palugs, elves, fairys, dark elves, dark fairys, demoness, succubus, vampiress, ogress, sheorcs, onnabugiesha, kitsune, Oni, mermaids, lamias, gladiatrix, witch, harpys, Lizardess, Giantess, Titanesses, Avelinah's, SheHares, & Bunnehs alike fought, and died in defense of their lands, of their pride, of their Goddess'.

Banners flapped in the winds, as trumpets blared, and drums beat. Hundreds of thousands of eager, and green women determined to prove themselves as the daughters of their goddess awaited the command. They were all well trained, and equipped, but as they clenched the shafts of their spears, the hilts of their swords none of them could deny the arousal, or desire to claim first blood, to spill the blood of the whores of false goddess' who dared to stand against them. As such when the horns blew, and their officers called them forward they did not hesitate.

The battle inside the fort was intense Onnabugiesha, Kitsune, & Oni were attempting to repel amazons, tigress, valkyries, she wolves, shiekha, lioness, banfeinni, cath palugs, elves, fairys, dark elves, dark fairys, demoness, succubus, vampiress, ogress, sheorcs, gladiatrix, witch, harpys, Lizardess, Giantess, Titanesses, SheHares, & Bunnehs alike. She crashed into the enemy lines cornering one and thrusting her sword into the gaping mouth of a filthy harlot. Swords drawn and ready for action. Women fell like flies, but the effective and coordinated ranks of the clashing women kept their momentum going, arrows advance as archers reigned down fire on their enemies. The tide however was turning fast. The women fought ferociously, but once they learned they were fighting green recruits, they were bringing the wrath of their mothers, grandmothers, ancestors, and goddess' upon them. Ready your spears, hoist the swords from your sheathes! Raise your bows high and' mighty! Pillage and' Burn, Warriors of the Goddess!"

Fanaticism in the air, pride in the voice of the officers calling out to their sisters in arms. The women not fighting their enemies beyond the steep walls, and gates of the Onnabugiesha were fighting against the various factions vying for control of the fortress, stabbing each other in the back as ladders were raised, and cut down from any number of women from the warring factions. Demoness, Succubus, Vampiress, Fairy's, Dark Fairy's, Harpys, witchs, & Avelinah's danced in the skies above only for Giantess, and Titanesses to swat them out of the sky, as Ballistae, Catapults, Arrows, Javelins, Slings, and other projectiles sowed their chaos upon the battlefield.

The battle became a messing trample. Arrows rained down all over them, Roars and cries bringing them to the very maw itself. The defenders fired more and more into the warring mobs, Kitsune blasting their attackers with lightning, flames, water, and light alike killing hundreds, but never enough.

More and more Onnabugiesha, Kitsune, & Oni regrouped and began to ambush the women inside their own forts. "Longbows! Fire volley counter Give them blood and suffering!" Shouted Onnabugiesha, Oni, and Kitsune officers, a war cry shared by many of the women who joined in the tense fighting. Alongside their archers, more, and more women emerged with their crossbows. They would quickly reload and fire, taking cover as the whores fired arrows back. Women were also fighting, in fury they emerged and began to wreak havoc on the whores around them. They were ruthless and without mercy, slaying every harlot. Blood spilled into the trenches, and runways of the city, and bodies hit the floor, sinking into the mud as they trampled underfoot. The women fought back than before, firing volley and volley into the invaders.

The rain storm over the fortress created a darkness like no other.

As lightning cut across the sky slaying hundreds of the warring ariel women, and striking down both giantess, and Titaness alike as their corpses fell upon the warring armies who used the dead's body's as a means to gain an advantage. Between he enormous breasts of a Titaness women fought, and died by the hundreds atop her nipples duels were fought, and using hair they pulled themselves atop the corpse only to find themselves fighting against. Magic sowed its ruin upon the battle field as they channeled hail, and lightning upon their enemies, and allies alike. The rain drenched their weary bodies cleaning their hair, skin, armor, and weapons from the bits and pieces of flesh, bone, and blood clinging to them. As the battle raged each women losing any means of rational thought, only the knowledge her blade, and strength brought them closer to victory as she stumbled, crawled, and climbed atop the bodies of their mothers, sisters, daughters, aunts, and cousins alike. Slipping allowing her killer to slit her throat, decapitate her, or bludgeon her to death. The battlefield was seen with every crack of lightning as women across the realms fought for their goddess, and for those slain at the hands of these whores, and tramps. As the battle raged on till the valley itself was an ocean of blood, and with the corpses of the millions of warring women as reefs, and shallows. The few dwindling survivors alike looked across the valley bloodied, weary, maimed, and dying taking in the this final moment of peace, before they stood once more, and walked towards the whores who dared to sully their homeland in their kinswomen blood.

Dark Elves, Dark Fairys, Elves, Fairys, SheOrcs, Bunnehs, Shehares, Ogress, Kitsune, Onnabugiesha, ONI, Gladiatrix, Witch, Harpys, and Lizardess alike stood across The vast fields, a huge clearing surrounded on all sides by trees, The 8 massive armies, were marching into the field, Their commanders gleefully mocked openly to their subordinates of the supposed cowards. This helped raise the spirits and confidence of their troops, which was their intention.

Steel glistened in the sunlight as banners were raised, and troops fell into formation no doubt eager for the coming clash. Elves, & Dark elves nocked their arrows, as Fairys, and Dark Fairys using their magic enhanced their allies, but more, and more were soaring into the sky no doubt wanting to settle their bloodlust. As the opening volleys were unleashed from the 8 armies it was then their vanguards began their charge. Sheorcs, Ogress, Oni, Elves, Dark Elves, Gladiatrix, Onnabugiesha, Shehares, Bunnehs, and Lizardess closing the distance between them with great speed.

"Brace for impact! Charge!" As the whores were charging, anger in their eyes and fury in their hearts, they did not see as some of their number was being picked off.

In grim silence women lowered their long spears down and the clash was immediate as the women crashed into their hated foe, and the melee begun in earnest. The melee got more intense, as The Infantry's of the 8 armies were fighting a vicious melee, Fighting went beyond intense, as the fields soon echoed with the cries, shrieks, and curses from the warring factions.

The Elves, & Dark Elves were deviously clever soldiers, as their main archer division unleashing long ranged volleys on the enemy lines behind them. Thousands of women fell from their hellish arrows, but that mattered little to the elves, and dark elves drawing their rapiers the 2 tides of fair, and dark skinned beauties collided eager, and desperate to slake their bloodlust as above their heads fairys, and dark fairys clashed. Bunnehs, and Shehares joined in the melee between the 2 warring elves, and dark elves. Sabers, Rapiers, Katars, Pata's, Deerhorns, Fire, and Wind Blades stained, and coated in orange, red, and green blood. SheOrcs, and Ogress smashed into their ranks cutting down anyone foolish enough to stand in their way. An Elf stabbed a SheOrc in the eye, as the bitch crumbled, a Dark Elf gutted an Ogress with her spear. A Dark Elf was crushed by a Sheorc warhammer, an Elf was flattened by a Ogress mace. Gladiatrix, & onnabugiesha smashed into each other as Kitsune, and Witches traded spells lightning, fire, and beams of magic energy sending hundreds of their enemies screaming to the afterlife. Oni, and Lizardess forces met with the crack of thunder red, and green scaled women hacking, slashing, biting, clawing, and smashing into each others ranks stepping over their dead, and wounded alike to kill more of the whores. The ground shook, and trembled as a million women fought, and died stabbing, hacking, smashing, biting, clawing, and pummeling their enemies to death. They crawled, climbed, and stepped over the bodies of their enemies, and allies alike.

Arrows continued to fall loosed from the bows from every faction knowing their arrows more then likely struck their own forces, but the commanders were determined to claim victory no matter. Shrieks, Wails, Screams, and Howls of horror, anguish, terror, fear, and death alike haunted the air, as blood, heads, limbs, and flesh alike flew about staining their armor, flesh, and blades. Swords shattered from the constant use, and abuse, axes dulled as they bit, and dug into shields, armor, and flesh. Spears snapped as they were lost buried inside the corpse of a lowly harlot. Hammers warped, and cracked from the wear, and tear. Maces lost their spikes imbedded in the corpses of their enemies be it their armor, shields, helms, or flesh. Teeth were lodged into the throats of their enemies as many women had devolved fighting with their teeth, and claws. Strands of hair, flaps of banners, or even intestines from a corpse were used to strangle their enemies. Rocks were seen stained, and splattered with blood, bone, and brain matter.

So they fought every woman lost in a haze of madness, hate, and bloodlust hacking, slashing, stabbing, pummeling, smashing, cracking, pummeling, biting, clawing, punching, kicking, strangling, and screaming with every fiber of their being as they fought covered from head to toe in orange, black, green, red, and white blood alike. The field was stained, and tainted in the flesh, and blood of countless women from a variety of species, but all that mattered was that victory would be theirs, and that their goddess, their empire, their people would prove themselves to be the better women, the superior women, and one true Alpha Bitches of all the realms, and as they lose themselves in the bloodlust, adrenaline, and excitement of her rivals, her enemies, and her foes dying shrieks, wails, screams, and howls. What gives them hope as they lay their dying, or dead alike is that their sacrifice will not be in vain, their victory is one step closer with her death, and to those she has given death to.

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Rain patted upon banners, and armor alike as they took formation upon the field. As far as the eye could see Hundreds upon Hundreds of Thousands of Able Bodied, and Highly Trained Women stood at attention. Amazons, and Tigress held tight, and synchronized battalions. Valkyries, and SheWolves, Shiekha, & Lioness, Banfeinni, & Cath Palugs, Elves, & Fairys, Dark Elves, & Dark Fairys, Gladiatrix, Witch, Harpy, & Lizardess, Demoness, Ogress, SheOrc, Avelinah, Succubus, Vampiress, Bunneh, Shehares, Giantess, Titantess, Onnabugiesha, ONI, & Kitsune forces taking formation, and awaiting orders.

Ballistae, Catapults, Longbows, & Crossbows were loaded, and made ready armor, and weapons had been sharpened, and tended to. The Amazons, & Tigress had brought an army of 200,000, The valkyries, & SheWolves had brought an army of 200,000, The Shiekha, & Lioness had brought an army of 200,000, The Banfeinni, & Cath Palug's had brought an army of 200,000, The Onnabugiesha, Oni, & Kitsune had brought an 300,000, The Dark Elves, & Dark Fairys had brought an army of 200,000, Fairys, & Elves had brought an army of 200,000, Ogress had brought 200,000, SheOrcs had brought 200,000, Succubus had brought 200,000, Demoness had brought 200,000, Vampiress had brought 200,000, Bunnehs had brought 200,000, Shehares had brought 200,000, Gladiatrix, Witch, Harpy, & Lizardess had brought an army of 400,000, Avelinah had brought an army of 200,000, Giantess had brought 200,000, Titaness had brought an army of 200,000.

In total 3, 900, 000 women stood upon the battle field, the women looked across the vast field seeing the enemy legions clad in stout, and strong steel. She loved it. The march, the clanking of steel and the clatter of hooves on the ground, it was all grand. Her outriders had reported a storm to the east moving swiftly west. The Assembled armies quickly issuing orders for their women to form into a cohesive formation and begin firing from their bows. The Twang of a million bows was heard be they longbow, or crossbow the song was still a shock the sky was alight with sparks as arrows met head on cutting clean through, or spiraling out of control as the downpour of arrows met, and passed shields were raised as the arrows struck. Many slow, or unlucky women fell to enemy fire, but their formation held, and it was then The enemy cavalry charged forth, and she pulled her pikes to front in a mighty haste, the pikes forming a wall of bristling wood and steel that caught the horses skewing horse, and rider alike, as the Calvary's broke against each other, or against the shield wall horns were blared issuing their vanguards to advance. Furious, and eager Alpha Bitches from every manner of race upon the battlefield roared, unsheathing her sword and charging at the enemy lines.

Giantess', Titanesses trampled scores, and then hundreds of their enemy's as they advanced. Avelinah, Demoness, Vampiress, Succubus, Harpy, Witch, Fairy, & Dark Fairy soared into the sky with steel drawn holding tight formations before they collided.

She moved forward and blocked the swing with her shield the resounding clang was deafening as her sisters in arms met their attackers headon. She dodged the swing, and gave a massive blow from her hammer upon the whores breast plate and cracking clean through her steel, and flattening her enormous boobs in a single blow. As the cunt crumbled, she looked up just to see the sword sink into her visor, as the hammer wielding whore fell lifeless she joined the women, the opposing tides of women smashed, rippled, and collapsed each other in mere moments as hundreds upon hundreds of thousands of women were hacking, slashing, smashing, stabbing, and gutting the other with a wild abandon their helms, armor, and shields stained in fresh coats of blood, flesh, piss, and brain matter as they were all swinging and smashing enemies in the head or the chest, ultimately giving them the sweet embrace of death. She was smashing the enemy and routing much of them. Her archers moved up and began to fire into the routing mass, killing quite a few of the enemy, and their own.

Amazons, Shiekha, Valkyries, Banfeinni, Elves, Dark Elves, SheOrcs, Ogress, Onnabugiesha, Kitsune, Oni, Gladiaitrix, Lizardess, harpy, Witch, Demoness, Bunneh, SheWolves, Succubus, Lioness, Vampiress, Tigress, Fairy, Cath Palug, Dark Fairy, Giantess, Shehare, Titaness, & Avelinah warriors were lost in a growing maelstrom of blood, and steel.

They descend upon the whores, the battle sends their blood singing. Swinging and hacking away at the women that come in his way, she is in her element. She cuts down a big bitch a sheorc and then cleaves through a grizzled shewolf, and then another woman, and another. On it goes, swinging and hacking her way through women young and old. Her blade red with blood, her armour as well, bodies lie on the ground growing more and more numerous as the day wears on. She takes as good as she gives, blows rain down on her denting her armour in half a dozen places, new bruises will form there, She sees blood come up from half a dozen wounds and still she fights on slaying the women responsible, hacking away at them and slicing through them all in the smooth, ruthless manner that only an Alpha Bitch knows. More and more bodies lie piled on the ground and still the battle rains on. On and on it goes, swinging and hacking, swinging and hacking. Cutting, dodging and blocking, swinging and hacking, dodging and blocking. Her sword continues to draw, and crave more blood and still she goes on and more and more women fall. The Corpes of Amazons, Shiekha, Valkyries, Banfeinni, Elves, Dark Elves, SheOrcs, Ogress, Onnabugiesha, Kitsune, Oni, Gladiaitrix, Lizardess, harpy, Witch, Demoness, Bunneh, SheWolves, Succubus, Lioness, Vampiress, Tigress, Fairy, Cath Palug, Dark Fairy, Giantess, Shehare, Titaness, & Avelinah troops litter the battefield, her sisters, her mothers, her aunts, her cousins are fighting, and dying around her, but it matters little she screams in jubilation, and bloodlust.

She feels as if she cannot fight on anymore. There is a lull in the fighting and she looks around the ground Tooth and sees the bodies piled high up on the ground and the red staining the ground, she never questions why the field is upside down, why her body lies at the feet of another woman, instead she soars high, rolling, and rolling before falling to trampled, and crushed beneath the sabatons of her allies, and enemies alike.

The Melee had spiraled out of control drawing in their reserves, and archers the sudden Charges having broken down as their enemies were on all sides, and amongst their ranks, the Titanesses, and Giantess whores when they were struck down crushed hundreds, or thousands of their own, and enemies alike in their death throes, now the eager, and untested recruits, and warriors were thrust into the middle of it, The battle itself was brutal and terrifying. Women came fly swinging and hacking away and she managed to duck many of their blows and managed to hack away at some of the whores till they nothing more than chopped ruins, and screaming wenches, Arrows fly backwards and forwards in this part of the battle, as more and more women step into the bloody, and chaotic battle field, the archers using the last of their arrows draw their swords and mount their horses and ride out. The battle is already raging, and growing intensity when they join it, women blessed by the goddesses, and trained from birth to establish their people upon their rightful place can be clashing with the myriad number of enemy whores bearing the Banners, or Colors of their kind, and goddess. Adrenaline is pumping quite hard. She swings right, then left, bringing down a slut then another, She repeats the process, swinging, hacking, dodging, and blocking, felling women right, left and centre. The battle continues, more women come giving as good they got, the battle goes on, swinging, right, left, centre. Her sword is already beginning to turn red from the amount of blood She has shed, but still she goes on, and still the fight goes on. The women she comes up against next are more experienced, they know more about the ways of combat and it shows, She blocks one blow, and takes another on her shoulder, she swing her sword only to find that the bitch she is attacking has pierced her Armour and moved on leaving her to die choking her blood as her throat had been slit. Dents, cuts and bruises become more and more engrained on and yet still she pushes on. She slays a Ogress, and then An amazon. Her sword gets more and redder as time pass more and more women still they keep fighting. The women fighting under the sun were dying out by the thousands, their screams had their ears ringing, her eyes stinging from all the blood, and sweat that cascaded down her face, and she could feel the heat of her latest victims blood as it splashed on her face, seeing the bodies of dead men and a discarded banner, The fighting is happening thick and fast, quickly, he manages to assess the situation and sees that the tide of battle is shifting as each faction gains ground only to be met with equal resistance from the others forcing them to readjust their troops, Millions of women roar a battle cry, Curses, screams, and oaths and each one of those women delves deep and straight into battle. Swinging her sword, left and rig slashing, cutting, ducking, dodging, killing women that they were previously fighting alongside as the had surrendered to the bloodlust, and madness that has given them the means to survive in this hellscape. This continues on for some time, and eventually, She grows tired as she slays one woman after the other, elf, fairy, demoness, succubus, sheorc, ogress, human, or animal it barely mattered now they were all whores who dared defied the one true goddess, and her rightful daughters, the bodies continue to pile up around him. It seems her fellow women are taking heart from this display for they too begin renewing their vigor in fighting. So they continue swinging their swords and hacking away at the tramps that stand before them. Giantess, & titantess corpses were used as means to gain a foothold, but their kin would never permit such disrespect, and crushed everyone fighting atop their corpses with frightening power, and ease. Avelinah's, Fairys, Demoness, Dark Fairys, Succubus, Witches, & Harpies could be seen dancing in the sky leaving trails of blood black, orange, white, and red to splatter like rain upon the women below. The bodies were seen plummeting like meteors crushing dozens of women fighting, and dying by the thousands as the battle raged, and raged.

Her swings were erratic and she tired easily and quickly, the sudden stab from a dagger sunk into her eye socket, before being wrenched out had the harlot pass on, her killer though could not truly concern herself with that, busy as he was swinging her blade, cutting more, and more cunts down, the sounds of battle drawing her mind away from such thoughts. Merely swinging her sword, hacking and cutting women down, swinging and hacking, cutting and blocking. Women fell down to the ground dead and her flesh, hair, sword, shield, and armor was covered in blood, the ground was soaked in red, the blood of her foes, of her friends, of her rivals, and her family alike. And She pushed on cutting down women, The battle continues and there are times when her own tiredness makes her swings weak and not to the mark. This costs her in that she gets cut, she stumbles allowing the hammer to crush her helm, and skull in a single blow adding her own blood, flesh, bone, and brains to the millions that continue to drop, and become lost beneath the boots of their allies, and enemies alike.

She takes quite a severe beating from a woman, who is pummeling her as if her life depend on it, she feels her arms are like lead in that moment, struggling through the battle, before eventually cutting through the slut and hacking her down to size. The fight continues, on and on it goes, the land flowing red with the amount of blood, the rain adding to gallons of blood spilling out from the bodies just continue to grow.

The Whores have always been tough fighters and today is no different, She swings her sword once, and she brings down foes two at a time, advancing and chopping and cutting. The fighting continues, swinging, hacking, cutting, dancing, swinging, it becomes a dance almost, a determined to win. On they go across the mounds, hills, and mountians of corpses fighting and killing, More, and more women come running towards her , swinging their swords and axes, She fights two three women at a time, swinging and cutting them down for size, and bloodying her sword over and over again. The body count grows, as more and more women fall, as the the sun sets for the hundredth time perhaps as she has lost all count, and sees another women stumbling towards her fresh off her own kill, she welcomes the challenge and swings her sword again and again, cutting cunts down, hacking away at them nothing at all left of them. The Shiekha, and Bunneh are Hacking, slashing, cutting, ducking, dodging, doing whatever it takes to avoid being hit, but doing enough to kill the other Talwar, and Saber gleaming in murderous intent. This only seems to drive the enemy on further, they fight back with a hard edge to them, pushing and brawling cutting down many as they are being cut down, She is drenched in blood from head to foot, only some of it is hers, the rest is the blood of the foes she has killed. She swings her sword again and again, cutting through those who get in her way, blood begins pouring down her armour, but she pushes on regardless, she has a job to do.

The battle waged something fierce around her. Swinging her axxe left, right and centre, hacking away at women cutting them down and down, fighting and swinging, cutting each, and every bitch till she was corpse, She pushed, the battle continued raging, wkmen continued falling from all sides, and the madness continued as they were all Hacking, ducking, dodging, swinging, cutting, on and o went and the fighting continued, if anything it intensified the more they gained, they gained a toothold, or rallied more troops they were fighting to kill them all.

The sound of a sword smashing into her shield brought him back to the fight at hand. Pushing the sword away She began swinging and hacking at the enemy like a whore consumed by madness, Swinging and cutting through the throng of enemy soldiers approaching, she continued swinging, axe coated, and chipped from tasting, and testing her enemies steel, flesh, and blood, so it continued hacking and slashing, cutting, ducking and dodging. The myriad number of enemy troops swinging their swords and killing each other, and her own women, she takes a cut to the arm and winces, a blow to her shield arm has her stumbling, and she fights back swinging and cutting in a mad dash to break free, the fighting continues. Swinging and slashing, hacking, blocking doing all she can to stay alive, a blow to her shield arm has her correct herself, and the fighting resumes. This time She knows something is up, whether it is the blood pouring from her wounds or the slowness of her swings, she knows that sooner or later she will be dead, supposes that gives her the strength to push on and fight with abandon. Swinging, cutting, feinting, left, right it matters not to her , all she knows now is that how many of these bastards can she kill before she dies. Hacking, pushing through, swinging, hacking, swinging, hacking, swinging, cutting, pushing, ducking and dodging drips with blood as the fighting continues, on and on it goes, swinging and cutting swinging and cutting, and still there are more and more coming. She feels the world begin spinning when an arrow hits her square in the chest, then another arrow and then another. Her balance is shaky, Foes come up to her they reach her brought down by the river of blood surrounding them all, she moves forward, her axe raised, she moves forward. Another arrow hits her in the chest, and she falls to her knees, another arrow hits her the arm and she drops her axe. The final arrow that hits her kills her lodged in her throat and the bloodied, and maimed warrior dies with her goddess' name on her lips.

For 3 months of relentelss, and day after day combat the armies of Valkyries, and SheWolves, Shiekha, & Lioness, Banfeinni, & Cath Palugs, Elves, & Fairys, Dark Elves, & Dark Fairys, Gladiatrix, Witch, Harpy, & Lizardess, Demoness, Ogress, SheOrc, Avelinah, Succubus, Vampiress, Bunneh, Shehares, Giantess, Titantess, Onnabugiesha, ONI, & Kitsune had fought bleeding each other deeply, and sowing so much blood, and death the tsunami of blood had drowned the few survivors dragging them down into the crimson waters made by the women who had fought, and died in the millions.

The battle had gone almost according to plan, her enemies had emerged and fought the enemy forces, losing many women to the cold, and ruthless bitches that made up their ranks. The warring factions had received many losses during the battle it had been a fierce thing, She had been able to see and hear the fighting from where she had been in the stationed, before the red wave swept them all up, The Battle of the had come and gone, many women had made names for themselves in the heat of battle, and some had even died the glorious deaths that they dreamed of. But all had paid a steep price.

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500,000 Avelinahs, 500,000 Succubus, 500,000 Demoness, 500,000 Vampiress, 500,000 Fairys, 500,000 Dark Fairys, 500,000 Witches, Harpys, & Lizardess. In total 3, 500,000 women ascended into the skies. The sheer size of the warring hosts blocked the sun as they flapped their wings, and began their climb. The Witches using their magics to grant them wings as the enemy mages would prevent their brooms from being used.

The Avelinah took to the skies their great feathery wings propelling the women upwards, their blades gleaming like talons as they ascended. Not to be outdone Demoness, Vampiress, Succubus, Fairys, Dark Fairys, Lizardess, Harpies, & Witches also took to the skie the 4 airborne armies blotted out the sun the beat of their wings casting great, and thick shadows across the land.

The heavens above them seemed rife with the coming storm of steel, will, and blood. As if sensing the coming bloodshed the 7 airborne armies looked closer to great stormclouds churning, and rumbling as they built up power. During severe storms, several types of clouds can be observed. These include cumulonimbus clouds, which are towering clouds that can grow vertically to nearly 40,000 feet and are often associated with severe storms. Another type is mammatus clouds, which are bumpy, pouch-like formations hanging down from the base of clouds and can indicate a large storm nearby. Additionally, cumulus clouds can develop into cumulonimbus clouds when they grow vertically, becoming associated with heavy rainfall, hail, lightning, and even tornadoes. While lacking the natural forces that could cause such power, the 7 airborne armies were indeed 7 storms of great power, and wrath building up. Until like the rumble, and roar of thunder war cries, and curses were heard, and the beating of their wings propelled them forward, The fastest racing towards the enemy like lightning, and the bulk like a great wave of destruction grew closer, and closer.

The first to clash were swift, and deadly cutting down dozens of their enemies using their speed, and maneuverability to evade her many enemies. Her sword, her spear, her axe, her daggers, and many using their combat talons ripped into their foes. Severing wings, heads, limbs, and disemboweling their many enemies. Screams rent the air as the fatally wounded, or crippled plummeted to the surface below. Many women flapped their wings desperately as they plummeted to the ground below, screaming, screeching, and cursing as they did so others seeing that others were still alive reached for each other fighting madly as they plummeted to the surface below. The air was filled with the roar of beating wings, and clashing steel. Sparks fell like a downpour of rain as swords, talons, spears, axes, and daggers were crossed. A Dark Fairy, & Succubus were spiraling downwards as the 2 bitches were viciously biting, and clawing at the other both had long of their wings to her rivals fangs, and as they tore each other apart their remaining wings beating frantically as they fell. A demoness, and Avelinah could be seen dueling their talons locked as they spiraled, and whirled about their great wings beating, and pummeling the other as they sought to sink in their talons into her rivals flesh, and draw her blood. Hissing, and screeching as they dueled growing more enraged, and vicious as the battle progressed. Till the demoness slipped past her Avelinah rival, and ripped great rents into her wings, but as the avelinah realized that her wings were useless she reached forth, her talons lodging deep into her demoness rivals stomach, and ripped through to her spine as she fell. The demoness screamed as she too fell clenching her missing stomach as the blood splattered about staining friend, and foe alike. A Fairy, & Vampiress crossed blades trading lightning fast stabs, slashes, and they barely parried her rivals blade. Such was her speed, and skill. The Vampiress screamed as the Fairy stabbed into her shoulder, and crippled her wing, but not before her own blade cut clean through her rivals wing membrane, and left a significant rent. The Fairy screamed as she fell, and the Vampiress would have smiled, but the blow her rival had inflicted had crippled her wing entirely flapping desperately to await the fate below., but her attempts at doing so proved fatal.

Harpy, Witch, & Lizardess fought with growing ferocity , as The 7 storms of voluptuous women warred, and bled. Downpours of blood Orange, Black, White, & Red Blood fell the women fighting at a lower altitude were drenched in blood making it difficult for them to beat their wings, and stay aloft, others fell as the downpour proved to much for the weary, and wounded. The fighting grew more, and more chaotic. A lizardess was torn apart by a Succubus, and Vampiress, but as the 2 women turned on each other, a demoness skewered both cunts through the throat before she too was killed as a fairy slit her throat, and then the fairy was gutted by a dark fairy who was killed as Avelinah descended her talons ripping off the Dark Fairys wings, the battle raged, and raged. The

In the clouds of their allies, and enemies alike, alpha bitches hurriedly disappear, hoping desperately to steal a moment, a time in which all that mattered was her blade, her claws, and fangs taking the life of another, one without interruption from any other alpha bitch seeking to introduce themselves to the battle that was hers.

They seek not to boast, or gloat, only to finish something. Something that began during their rise into the sky, racing across the clouds, and soaring like a goddess above her lesser kin. Something started when her blade, her talon, her fangs tasted the blood, and flesh of her rival, her screams, her wails, her screeches, and the noise that caused her bloodlust to rise was the desperate flap, and batter of wings seeking to regain purchase in the domain that was rightfully hers.

Such a simple beginning, to such an epic struggle, and yet, there it is.

And there they are, each expending every ounce of energy to force their newly found rival to die, she killed dozens, scores, perhaps hundreds against her will, against her caution, but as she emerged from her latest kill the desire to claim another kill extract a horrifying glance of her rivals realization, and fear was to great to ignore.

They tell themselves they fight for honor or pride – respect or something equally dramatic, but really, truthfully, they fight to stay sane. To distract themselves and each other from the madness of the war, and bloodlust that surrounds them. And though on this day, one woman drags a devastating and earth-shattering blow upon her latest victim, their next rival rushing towards her after her latest kill etched onto her blood stained lovely features is a matching gleam of madness, in their minds this is only their first battle. Only their first meeting of fangs, talons, and blades one they shall repeat and repeat, every moment she draws breath, every moment her fangs, her talons, and blades lust for the life, and flesh of another victim she soars high, and falls upon her victims like a great birdy of prey, she and her new rival get together, It is only in those moments – only when they find themselves locked in each others’ arms, bodies press together, each fearing defeat, and hoping for victory, that either of them feel truly alive – truly happy.

So it continues wings, tits, limbs, heads, and corpses from Demoness, Fairy, Succubus, Avelinah, Lizardess, Dark Fairy, Witch, Vampiress, Witch, & Harpy alike some writhing, and coiled around each other their shredded wings flapping helplessly, others missing their wings entirely as they fell like a meteor crashing into others as they proceeded to fight. Others fell a blood orgy of fangs, talons, and blades as great balls of voluptuous naked females could be seen clinging to each other biting, ripping, and stabbing each other as they fell together. As the battle above rages the surface beneath them is stained in the blood of thousands, and more, and more corpses mere morsels of flesh can be seen building nothing recognizable. All of it pulps, and splatters of flesh, & bone. Blunt force trauma will be the most common, although it could be other things.

Imagine a mace, hammer, or shield swung at your belly, full power swing. Even if the skin is not broken, the internal organs will be mangled. In a fall from great height, that happens to all of one side of the body, all at once.

There will almost certainly be massive skeletal damage, and internal bleeding, That can be enough. But depending on the fall, the organs are probably too damaged to continue functioning - with or without blood.

Generally when you hit the ground, the sudden deceleration from terminal velocity to a dead stop exerts massive force on the body. Bones break and shatter, internal organs suffer catastrophic injuries and the shock of the impact will probably induce cardiac arrest if the first two don’t kill you outright.

It could depend on what hits first, head first would usually mean instant death, if they landed flat on their back, lungs could be crushed, kidneys could be injured, of course bones could break, if they landed prone, ribs could break and puncture the lungs and/or heart. Bones could be fractured in numerous places. But no matter how they fell, head injuries could be fatal from a great height.

The mere though for any woman to be reduced to such a thing haunts, terrifies, and deters many from flying to high in the hopes of surviving the fall, but others who revel, and take pleasure in seeing the horror, and savor the screams of their victims do dare to climb higher, and fight more viciously. The Battle rages for nearly 3 weeks no quarter is given, no mercy is shown, no prisoners are taken, no one escapes, the sky was once filled with the hundreds of thousands of warring women, but now finally the sky is clear, but the land beneath is forever stained red, white, orange, and black. A mountain of corpses, pulps of flesh, and waterfalls of blood, piss, shit, and flesh flows across the field of battle. Not a sound is heard save for the rushing flow of blood, and the cawing of crows as they savor this meal, this great bounty.

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The battlefield was alight with campfires as the armies took their rest, and for now only their scouts, and skirmishers had clashed. Tigress, SheWolves, Lioness, Cath Palugs, Kitsune, Lizardess, Harpy, Shehares, & Bunnehs troops made their meals, as their officers planned for the battle ahead. The Giantess, & Titaness troops loomed like mountians over the battlefield, but were wary of the many, many enemies around them. Swords, Spears, Axes, and daggers were freshly sharpened, and their armor, and shields were being tended too. The 9 Armies having gathered a host numbering 110,000 strong were among the largest being deployed in this corner of the war, and while the bulk of their armies were made up of fresh untested recruits the majority of the officers were battle-hardened, and bloodthirsty.

Despite the camaraderie, from the campfires, cooking pots, and forges the more battle hardened, and clever fighters knew that once they reached the field, the real test would begin. The women she had spoken to today could be dead by the end of the week. War had a way of thinning out even the toughest of fighters, and luck was often the deciding factor. But These women was no stranger to war. They all had been raised in the ways of combat, trained by the best, and tempered by the hardships of life. The luckiest among them had survived worse than this, and they knew would survive the coming battle. As the stars overhead glittering like shards of glass, she lay back in her makeshift bed, listening to the activities of the camp, The night was calm now, But the calm wouldn't last. Soon, they would reach the field, and the real storm would begin. Until many hours later the few sentry's that were watching the horizon as the sun began to rise, casting an orange glow over the calm fields giving them a beautiful golden gleam. The smell of dew filled the air, and the distant chatter of crickets echoed around the camp before it was drowned out by the army being roused. Though her mind was on the battle ahead, her thoughts wandered to the history of the land she was soon to set foot upon, the land that rightfully belonged to her people, a land given to them by their goddess, now defiled by the vile whores who challenged not only her goddess, but her people. The world had not always been the lawless battleground they were today. But she knew peace was not possible until every whore, and cunt not blessed by their goddess was left standing, The situation quickly escalated if the tomes, scrolls, and records were to be believed. The war in the name of their goddess', and their people was brutal. The fighting dragged on for years, for decades, for centuries, and even millennia with every faction committed to this war suffering heavy losses. Even with the imposed peace that permitted their people the means to rebuild their civilization, and gain new allies the lands remained a hotbed of conflict. They continued to launch raids, and new factions rose to challenge the others rule. The lands themselves were harsh and unforgiving, and many of the women who fought there found themselves stranded on hostile lands with little hope of return, some had been driven to madness attacking deeper, and deeper into enemy territory. These lands were a graveyard for women who sought fortune and glory, a place where blood flowed as freely as the air itself. She had heard the stories of the fighting, of the women who had gone to these lands dreaming of glory, honor, prestige, and the righteousness of their goddess, and cause only for them to never return. But She was not afraid. She had been raised a warrior, trained in the arts of war since she could hold a sword. She still had the skills and strength that had made her a feared warrior. These lands might be a dangerous place, but she knew that she had survived worse. Across the camp she could see the other women preparing for the battles ahead. They were recruits, mercenaries, and adventurers, all drawn to these lands by the promise of gold or glory. But as they neared the border, She could sense the tension growing. These lands were no ordinary battlefield. Here, death could come at any moment, whether from the blade of an enemy or the bite of hate rivals. She looked toward the horizon, where the jagged peaks of the mountains that formed their natural borders were just beginning to appear. Soon, they would pass these great mountains, and the real test would begin. The history of the lands beyond was one of blood and conquest, and She was about to become a part of it. But unlike the countless women who had come before her , She was determined to survive. She had no crown to claim, no throne to fight for, but She had her mothers sword, her sisters shield, and her daughters colors draping her forearm, her skill, and her will to live. And in these lands, that was all an Alpha Bitch needed. Hundreds of thousands of Sabatons crushed the grass beneath them, the armies marched, and marched until finally they could see the banners, and colors of the enemy. Every woman tensed her instincts kicking into overdrive the thought of these women drawing breath from the air that belonged to their goddess, stepping onto the soil given to them by their goddess, eating the food that belonged to their goddess, drinking the water given to them by their goddess. Such a though had them growing in anger, and frustration. Sensing her troops bloodlust, the officers smiled knowing their sisters in arms would indeed prove themselves worthy of the goddess.

With hardened resolve, and growing hate the armies began.

Lioness, Tigress, SheWolves, Cath Palugs, Shehares, Bunnehs, Kitsune, Lizardess, & Harpies charge. Lizardess crossing

The bulk of their center arrayed squarely behind the charging vanguard itself would be their main strength, consisting of a line of battle hardened, and ruthless sisters in arms with spears and javelins in the centre, a group of archers on each flank, and with their remaining light infantry in close support. The first assault surged toward them with a growing multitude of warcies, bellows, and curses, Swords strapped to their backs Lioness, Tigress, SheWolves, Cath Palugs, Lizardess, Kitsune, & harpies rushed forth while Bunnehs, & Shehares covered great distances with great leaps. The collision of fur, steel, fang, and claw was like a clap of thunder. A myriad number of furrred, and scaled voluptuous warrior women crashing like great waves upon the shore, but the charge was broke on the jagged rocks, and cliffs they faced. A lioness ripped out the throat of a shehare, but was gutted from cunt to muscular abbs from the shehares push dagger. A Bunneh skewered a shewolf upon her spear, but the shewolf determined to not die alone used her momentum to reach her killer, and stabbed her in the stomach with her own sword. A lizardess had throat slit so well, it was only a sliver of flesh keeping her head attached as the Cath Palug spun around leveling her axe, and baring her fangs before a Kitsune armed with her Katana split the cunt from head to shoulders in two. A harpie screamed as a tigress hoisted her up her spear lifting her victim high up as the pierced her cunt, and was driven till it was lodged into her womb, and spine. The Tigress had head crushed by a mace wielded by a Shehare who quickly dealt another blow to a Lioness who at the last hurled her dagger, and the blade lodged in between the shehares eyes. The battle grew wildly as the women ripped, stabbed, clawed, and chopped her rivals down with growing desperation, and madness. The Shewolf cleaved the head of a kitsune, gutted a bunneh, and tore out the throat of a lizardess while her blade split a cath palug in two, the cath palug however before she died had driven her axe so powerfully, and swiftly into her killers neck she not only removed the shewolfs head, but the Lizardess her jaws were lodged into. The Cath Palug proceeded to cut down a bunneh, and shehare who were dueling their blades locked to the hilts, and they were nose to nose, her blade cut right in between both their long pointed ears, splitting their heads in two. She turned about parrying a thrust from a Harpy, and the 2 women dueled their fur rising in growing frustration, and bloodlust.

As the vanguards waged their bloody, and vicious melee, their reserves split off attempting to flank their enemies, but instead were now spreading out the battlefield in equally bloody, and ferocious melees.

The battlefield was vast and sudden, obliterating their coordination, & formation. The women fighting were nimble and deadly, their blades like scythes and the whores before them like grain as they were slaughtered by the vengeful alpha bitches. The victims screams and victors war-cries filled the air as the battle raged. Her deadly claws were swift as they slashed through countless sluts, tramps, and skanks that dared challenge her goddess. Blood coated their furs, snouts, fangs, and claws as many women had lost their blades, and took to using their natural fangs, and claws.

Lioness, Tigress, Cath Palugs, Shewolves, Kitsune, Lizardess, Shehares, Bunneh, Harpies, & Kitsune extracting every drop of blood, every scream, and every trace of life from her enemies. Beaten, bloody, exhausted beyond their limits they pushed themselves every kill fueling her, sustaining her, and as they lost themselves to the madness needed to live, to achieve victory they devolved into nothing more then rabid, and wild beasts slaking their hunger. They lost count never noticing when the sun set, and rose, when the rain began to fall, and when it stopped nothing mattered, no one mattered. Until finally it stopped. She lay their her eyes bulging, and coated in blood, and tears her latest kill pinning her to the ground her fangs lodged in her throat as her blade pierced through right between her tits, and out her back. So many looked up, down, sideways lost beneath beside, or atop of their friends, family, rivals, and enemies alike, their blood coated fur, and scales drying as the gusts of wind broke against the mountain range of corpses. The Crows, and scavengers slaked their hunger grateful of the food, and finally the return of silence upon these fields now stained, and tainted in the blood, and hate of the fallen.