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Hello everyone! I'm trying something new here and taking a break from the Overlord Bad Ends. I've always loved the idea of Game Overs and what might happen to a heroine/hero if their enemies had more lewd intentions for them. I'm hoping to bring some of these ideas to life with a fic that focuses on making these scenes 'realistic' by including game mechanics and such in the writing. (Health, Status, QTEs, Failing interactions.  That sort of thing) I really don't know how well that will translate so lets find out!

Much like my last fic, I'll be asking for comments with ideas on what to write! And just as before, I mean no disrespect if I don't end up going with your ideas. I simply write what catches my eye and tickles my fancy at the time, so its not necessarily a first come first serve type of deal. Although if two ideas both reach out at me, I'll prioritize the older one. Also, PLEASE only comment on THIS page with your ideas. It will help me keep track of all the comments and I won't need to scuttle between chapters. Thank you. Now for the requirements and kinks!

Requirements

A Game Over and Bad End type scenario, ideally utilizing some Gameplay Mechanics fitting of the series being used.

Non-Con (Seems obvious with the whole Bad End thing but still.)

One Canon Character to Focus On. (No OC only.)

Current Games

Bayonetta (Haven't finished Three)

Tomb Raider

Mass Effect (Not Andromeda)

Half-Life 2

Resident Evil

Sly Cooper (Haven't beat 4 yet.)

The Legend of Zelda

Fallout

Batman: Arkham Series

Elder Scrolls

Souls Games/Sekiro

Total War: Warhammer

Halo

Undertale/Deltarune

Minecraft

Silent Hill

The Witcher

More to Come.

Games I Can’t Do

Fate series

Stardew

FNAF

Possible Mechanics

Failing Quick Time Events, Enemy Grapples, Sexual Attacks, Depleted Health, Status Effects, Weak Enemies, Convo/Minigame Failure, Game Over Screen.

Feel Free To Suggest Any Others You Think Of.

Kinks I WILL Do

Rape/Noncon

Mind Control

Futa

Rimming

Drugs

Instant Loss

Groping/Molestation

Shota (Off temporarily)

Loli

Big Ass/Ass Focus

All 'Typical' Penetrations

Beasts/Monsters

Orientation Play

Raceplay/Speciesplay/BBC stuff

Feet/Armpits

Dirty Talk

M/M (Femboy bottoms only. Normal Male Characters can be femboy'd but it'll be hit or miss for me. Fair warning.)

NTR

Femdom/Reverse Rape

Many More! Once Again, Ask If You Are Unsure

Kinks I WONT Do

Death/Gore

Extreme Violence/Pain (As a Kink)

Toilet Stuff

Bad Smells

Excessive Hairiness

Really Anything "Gross" or Unclean

Hyper/Macro/Giantess

Transformation Into Objects

Mpreg

Probably More, So Be Sure To Ask

Ideal Comment Structure

Franchise: Character

Idea

Kinks:

Any Additional Notes

(I'm not gonna bust balls over this but I'd like it to be fairly uniform is all.)

Extra Info

Just to be clear, this fic is for all sorts of games and characters. Not only the ones I've tagged right now. I encourage you to suggest new games and characters if you don't see them! I consider myself a fairly well-read gamer, but also understand I still haven't played everything. I shall update the list as new games come so as not to flood every game I can think of with this work. Prompts do not need to feature only named characters. I'm definitely ok with mook enemies and other generics having their day against a protagonist. I would prefer to see scenarios based around real events or possibilities in these games, but other scenerios are accepted as well. IE, Bayonetta losing to a human or something even though she doesn't ever fight or really interact with them. Lastly, I'm really going to try and keep these shorter and sweeter. For real this time! So try not to send a prompt that's overly lengthy. I think that's it! Like I said up top, this is pretty experimental for me and I have no idea if it will even work out at all! How exciting! Anyway, please let me know any ideas or games you have in mind!

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Prompt by MindBrokenMinxes

Franchise:Slyer Cooper. Character: Carmelita

Idea: Carmelita is investigating a crime when she needs to follow a suspect through a busy street full of humans. A QTE event appears as she's making her way through crowds of people. The event is to not get groped, molested and eventually fucked by the curious humans. Of course she fails and by the time she makes it way out of the crowds, she's too addicted to humans to care about pursuing the criminal.

Kinks:Raceplay(Human Supremacy), NTR, Groping, Shota, Noncon, Mind break, clothe tearing, exhibitionism.

“You can’t hide forever, you know.” Carmelita mumbled to herself as she watched her suspect melt into a large crowd a short distance away.

Carmelita Montoya Fox, the famous Interpol inspector, was most well known for her obsession with the Cooper Gang. But she wasn’t always right on their trail and this night she was hot on the tail of different prey. After a close-run chase, the vulpine beauty had run into a roadblock. The suspected criminal she was chasing had slipped right into a thriving crowd in the middle of Berlin’s rush-hour. The crowd, which was composed almost entirely of humans, seethed and ebbed like a living tide of mammal. Humans were known for their predilection of other species, a fact Carmelita had to deal with constantly in her line of work, further made worse by her own natural good looks. A gorgeous fox like her was sure to attract unwanted attention in such a packed space but our heroine was nothing if not committed to justice. She steeled herself and made sure her usual outfit of tight pants, bustier top, and leather jacket were all secure before following into the crowd after the suspect.

<Hit X, O, or △ to avoid being groped by the crowd! Don’t mess up too much or else…>

Inspector Fox was almost immediately pressed against on multiple sides by the much taller humans. They were all packed together so tightly that it was unavoidable but still. The average human was a bit taller than her too, so it was almost like walking through a forest of people. She pushed herself through the crowd assertively, but it wasn’t long before the first prompt appeared as she tried to pass a particularly dense patch.

<Hit X!>

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.<FAIL!>

Carmelita failed to notice a hand approaching her even with her enhanced hearing and instincts. Her first clue was a hairless human hand latching onto her fit ass underneath her fluffy tail and roughly groping her cheeks!

“H-Hey! Watch where you’re grabbing!” Carmelita yelped indignantly while trying to wiggle her ass away from her unseen suitor. But she was stuck tight in the crowd and couldn’t escape! She squirmed in place helplessly as her ass was mauled, the lucky groper having his way with her quite brazenly. His powerful hand sunk deep into her booty and even gave her a smack, much to the Latina fox’s displeasure. That wasn’t all though as she felt another hand find one of her tits and immediately begin groping that too. Her top did nothing to hide her impressive chest and it was clearly too tempting of a target as a third hand joined the second right after. Carmelita growled in frustration, only to be answered by human snickers in the crowd as her tits were roughly grabbed and pawed at. She didn’t really want to cause a huge scene and alert the suspect she was after but after enduring humiliation for a bit too long she shook the hands free and slipped away further into the crowd.

<Hit O!>

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<WRONG!>

This time Carmelita saw the hands but was too slow as they latched onto her. She jerked this way and that but several humans quickly latched onto her and began pawing at her body once more, chuckling faintly in the sea of people.

“Y-You coward! Too scared to show your face I bet!” Carmelita spat as the men molested her openly. This time they weren’t content with just touching though and several began to grab her jacket! She tried to keep it all together, but one swift motion had her jacket yanked off of her, forever lost to the crowd. The inspector found her shoulders and back now exposed; her bustier top seeming quite inadequate suddenly. The men didn’t think so though, and they groped her soft body with renewed vigor, even going so far as to slip a few of their fingers down the hem of her pants and the edge of her top! Once more she managed to shake free of them and continue through the crowd, a blush on her face thanks to the humiliation she had to endure. That was merely the beginning of her ordeal however as she then fumbled the next prompt as well!

<Hit X!>

<FAIL!>

This time Carmelita’s righteous anger was twinged with nervousness as the daring hands found her once more. They were more brazen then ever and made no efforts to hide their actions as they seized the squirming fox however, they could and began to partake! Carmelita was pushed to her knees in middle of the crowd despite her resistance. Her pants were suddenly yanked down from behind, exposing her plump ass, which was promptly seized and spread with gusto. Carmelita could feel the cool night air against her exposed asshole and pussy and weakly reached back to stop this exposure to no effect. Her tits were targeted too with a pair of hands reaching into her top to grope her tits directly before pulling that down too to let her foxy tits spill free. Needless to say, they were also seized and her shamefully hard nipples were pinched too.

“No! Let go of me!“ Carmelita whined, along with some choice Spanish curses for good measure. Yet, this did nothing to lesson her predicament. She could feel a dozen hands sliding across her supple body, teasing out reactions from her against her will. The hands kneading her ass and threatening to slip down toward her asshole and pussy had her legs shaking, the hands groping and hefting her breasts made her throat hitch. And every pinch of her sensitive nipples brought her closer to actually letting out a feminine squeak of pleasure. She wasn’t going down easy though and managed to hold it together, but just barely. That is, until she smelled something weirdly enticing before her and swiveled her head to look. Before her was thick, very much hard human cock that throbbed with arousal. The heavy thing looked ready to burst and was as long as Carmelita’s forearm! The inspector stared in shock, unwittingly inhaling the man’s scent for several seconds, her traitorous body now siding with her molesters as it demanded she submit. But with a fierce burst of willpower Carmelita broke free and stumbled further into the crowd. She didn’t even have time to adjust her outfit and shivered in humiliation as countless men ogled her exposed tits and ass. But she didn’t have time! She had to get out before… before…

<Hit △!>

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<Fail…>

Dazed and conflicted, Carmelita failed for the last time as she was seized from behind! She turned around, eyes wild with desperation as she felt a man grab her wide hips and haul her into position. She watched as a fat human dick lined up with her vulpine pussy and thrust forward into her!

“Wait wait waiiiiiiittttt~” Carmelita squealed as her tight pussy was entered from behind. Her body reacted even faster than her brain could and was flooded with pleasure from the man’s girth and the sheer fact that she was being fucked in public so openly. In that moment of weakness, her guard was down and several hands moved toward her at lightning speed, stripping the remaining clothes right off of her and leaving her to get fucked totally naked. Her lovely body was on full display now and she tried to cover herself up only to have her arms pulled away so men could begin groping her once more.

“A-Aiiiiii…” Carmelita moaned, utterly defeated as she was promptly bent over by the lucky molester who claimed her pussy. The man grabbed Carmelita by the arms and forced her top half down so he could fuck her in a standing doggystyle position. Her heavy tits swung lewdly in the air with every collision of her ass and the man’s hips. But, this was a group effort and the rest of her was quickly monopolized as well. Several cocks appeared and began to rub all over her. Up against her navel, her plump thighs, poking into both side of her tits as they hung low, and of course, one man rubbed his masculine human scent all over her pretty face before slipping his shaft into her mouth. The man behind her suddenly began to speed up, fucking her with ever increasing speed and forcing Spanish expletives out of Carmelita’s muffled mouth before he buried himself deep inside her pussy and painted her walls with cum. She felt his warm seed fill her up and came too, her body stiffening, and a scream was forced out around the dick in her mouth! The man promptly pulled himself free and zipped up before going on his merry way, leaving Carmelita to fall to the ground, gasping for air. She looked up, but only saw a dozen more human dicks waiting for her…

An hour later, we see Carmelita stumble free of the crowd, finally on the other side. Her prey is long gone, and she’s stark naked, sticky with cum. For a moment she looks to the next street, maybe wondering if she should bother trying to follow the suspect anymore. But before long she turned back to the crowd and bows her head in defeat before shuffling back in. Plenty of eager human hands accept her as she’s swallowed up once more.

Carmelita was mind-broken by the groping crowd!

GAME OVER

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Merged Prompt by LewdLazyNekomata and Davos

Bayonetta (Part 2) fights Alraune in hell and she loses in a QTE where Alraune tries to suck her soul and she succeeds. Powerless, Bayonetta is completely at the mercy of Alraune and the demon will turn her into an obedient slave.

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One of the quick time failures in Bayonetta, 2 I think, is one where a demon grapples her and basically starts sucking out her soul which it then gobbles up and leaves her limp as the screen fades to black. I would love to see that expanded on with some kind mind control aspect. Bayonetta struggling, the act of having her soul sucked out being undeniably arousing (pleasure demon?) and finally succumbing when she climaxes. But instead of death, her limp body becomes a plaything for the demon that is no longer resisting. Her soul, trapped and constrained by the demons own projected soul/magic, is forced to watch her physical form be ravaged by the demons own physical body, all the pleasure of which is feedback to her soul form leaving her truly mind broken and eventually a slave to the demon when her soul is put back.

Bayonetta’s quest for her best friend’s soul had dragged her halfway across the world and now into the depths of Inferno. There, she finally found Jeanne, in the clutches of the powerful demon Alraune. The two clashed and the fight was even with both combatants having a flair for the dramatic, twisting and pirouetting across the makeshift arena. However, that stalemate would soon come to and end as Bayonetta miss-times one of her dodges as Alraune closes in.

“Got you, you bitch!” The demon exclaimed in the infernal tongue as she managed to grab hold of Bayonetta. Not one to let herself be touched without consent, Bayo prepared to unleash a wicked weave and smite her friend’s tormentor across the arena when she suddenly felt a pull. Not a pull on her physical body exactly but one that grabbed hold of something deep inside of her. She realized all too late as Alraune’s slender fingers gripped her very soul and began to pull it free of her body!

<Bayonetta is grappled! Mash X to escape!>

Immediately Bayonetta’s health began to drain in small chunks. The Umbran witch gathered her strength in order to resist Alraune’s attack and succeeded in slowing down the extraction of her soul but that was all. Slowly, her very being was being pulled free. What’s more, she felt a shiver of pleasure ripple through her body as the first vestige of her purple soul was pulled free. At first it was a merely a warm glow that began to suffuse her body, like the results of a warm, soothing drink. But that was slowly ramping up with every passing second along with the damage to her health bar! She had to mash out fast though, no matter how much she enjoyed the tingle spreading within her! Yet, try as she might, she could not seem to break free of the demon torturing her! She writhed and focused but it wasn’t working! Her health was rapidly falling now at a concerning rate.

“Yesss~ Your soul will surely be even sweeter than your sisters’~” Alraune taunted, licking her lips sensually as the head of Bayonetta’s souls became fully free of her body. Our heroine could all but hear the barely contained lust and desire in that echoing voice. But she would not become plant food without a fight!

“This delicacy is off the menu tonight! I hope you-Mmmmm!”

Bayonetta’s witty retort was suddenly cut short as Alraune leaned in and slipped an incredibly long tongue right into the mouth of Bayonetta’s real body. Trapped as she was trying to save her soul, she wasn’t able to even try to dodge. Alraune moaned right into the witch’s mouth, wasting no time exploring deep inside, twisting her tongue to coil around Bayonetta’s and teasing the back of her throat. Caught off guard by the sensual kiss, Bayonetta’s concentration broke for just a moment, making her take a large chunk of damage and allowing her soul’s upper torso to be pulled free of her body! Both of these combined sent a jolt of pleasure straight down to Bayonetta’s pussy, making it twinge beneath her body suit and forcing a humiliating moan out of her lips, which Alraune happily ate up. The demon gave Bayonetta’s sweet mouth one last loving swirl before pulling her serpentine tongue free of from her lips.

“Ahhh~ A delicacy indeed~ Let’s see how the rest of your body tastes…” The demonic temptress giggled before licking her way down from Bayonetta’s chin to the neck of her outfit. Finding it to be in the way, Alraune used her other hand’s long claws to expertly slice away Bayonetta’s top, exposing her perky breasts to the hot inferno air. Embarrassingly, her nipples were already stiff and inviting.

“Oh? Someone’s enjoying themselves. How depraved~” Alraune cackled before promptly diving down to loudly feast on Bayo’s tits. She assailed them with kisses, licks, and sloppy smooches before clamping her lips down on one of her nipples and sucking hard, as if she could get a little more of Bayonetta’s soul that way. And she wasn’t far off either, the new assault of pleasure brought Bayonetta critically low of health and more of her soul was pulled free, down to her wasp waist. Now Bayonetta couldn’t hold her voice in at all, moaning out loud as her whole body became suffused with the sinful pleasure of having her soul stolen and her nipples sucked on. Even worse, the separation of her soul and body made it feel as though she had two bodies, which meant twice the pleasure. She tried to fight and break free of Alraune’s grip but the button mashing circle had hardly moved at all! The witch’s usual cocky attitude was nowhere to be found and Alraune relished the rare look of panic on her pretty face. But, it was time to finish her off.

Bayonetta’s health was critically low and with one swift motion and a roar of victory, Alraune flipped the witch upside down and plunged her long tongue deep into Bayonetta’s weeping cunt! Her long legs flailed uselessly in the air in one last desperate attempt to break free but it was impossible now. The last of her health was drained and Bayonetta let out an anguished, aroused screamed as she came all over Alraune’s tongue. With her willpower temporarily broken, it was trivial for Alraune to finish the job. She dropped the twitching witch to the floor and tore her entire soul free. The victorious demon held Bayonetta’s glowing soul aloft with one hand as it weakly fought. But when a soul was separated from its body, there’s no chance to escape. Bayonetta’s soul could only let out one last cry as Alraune literally slurped it up before her body’s very eyes. The soul did not travel far as it landed within Alraune and vines lashed out to restrain it. The vines escircled her limbs to hold her tight while others inserted themselves into her spectral pussy, ass, and mouth. Tragically, Jeanne’s soul was down there too beside her, similarly trussed up. The two sisters were united once more in the belly of Alraune, their spiritual power slowly being absorbed by the vines for the next millennia. But, at least they were together…

Alraune licked her lips and sighed at the pleasure sensation coursing through her. The Great Bayonetta was now little more than food for her, her immense powers feeding the great demon and enhancing her magics. With two such quality souls, it wasn’t a stretch to say she could become the Queen of Inferno! But first, Alraune turned to Bayonetta’s soulless body. It was sitting on the ground, looking quite vulnerable and confused. Without her soul, everything that made Bayonetta who she was was now gone. Her personality, will, and powers were nowhere to be found, leaving behind a meek, but very fetching toy for the newly powered demoness. With a snap of her fingers, Alraune’s armor/clothing dissipated, leaving her curvy grey body exposed. She sauntered right up to Bayonetta’s husk and grabbed the witch by the back of her head before forcing her face right into her demonic snatch. Bayo’s body obeyed like a good girl, getting the hint right away and beginning to lap at Alraune’s pussy. Giggling, the demon summoned some vines to lounge back on and a whip to crack at Bayonetta’s perky ass to encourage her to work harder. There at the bottom of inferno, the great Bayonetta became little more than a sex slave for Alraune, while her soul watched on in horror.

Bayonetta was feasted on by a demoness

THE WITCH HUNTS ARE OVER

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Prompt by Bi-Han

Hum, let's see...you can do a chapter in Batman:Arkham style, with batgirl or catwoman facing off against some thugs and save some hostages (like a married woman and her child), and you have, obviously, to press the buttons in the correct sequence, but here's the kicker: you end up failing spectacularly, with Catwoman/Batgirl just breaking a heel or something, tripping on themselves, and screwing up so bad, a group of low-level thugs can get the best on them, and fucking them into submission, while the kidnapped child has to watched as his heroines (and his mother) get gangbanged! You can even add some cuckolding for good measure there, with the mindbroken heroines revealing the identities of the bat-family to the thugs, triggering a bad end, thus, ruining batman's entire career, only because two dumb sluts broke a heel and got fucked hard by a bunch of nobodies in a dark alleyway somewhere.

Batgirl, AKA Barbara Gordon, found herself perched atop a roof in Gotham City, as was common during her nightly patrols. Crime never slept in Gotham and this night was no different with sirens blaring all throughout the city. No doubt the rest of the bats were hard at work assisting Gotham’s finest and Barbara was no exception. Below her, in one of the city’s many, many dingy alleyways, was a run of the mill mugging. Three grubby goons had a poor woman and her kid at pipe-point and looked like they would be taking more than just her purse soon enough. But, Batgirl had something to say about that as she dove down into the alley, red hair flapping behind her like a streak of fire. She was moving fast enough to take the first goon down with a single strike!

<Hit △ in the air to do a takedown!>

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*CRAAACK*

*WHAM*

Batgirl had done this thousands of times yet this time she just fucked it up. She didn’t even manage to hit the goon she was aiming for as she touched down into the ground next to him! The force of her impact snapped off one of her outfit’s impractical heels, making her wobble comically before face planting into a nearby garbage bin. The caped heroine huffed as she began to pull herself out of the mess but found that her balance was now totally off. What a pathetic entrance.

“What the fu- Oh shit! Its Batgirl!” The man Barbara missed yelled out helpfully after turning to see Batgirl rising to her feet. This caused the woman being mugged and her son to be released. They stumbled into the alleyway further to take cover from what was sure to be an epic battle. Any rational thug would give up just seeing Batgirl but Gotham bred goons were something else and they immediately moved to attack her.

“Yeah! Let’s bag us a bat!” One of the thugs whooped out, oblivious to the danger he was in. Batgirl felt her cheeks burning in embarrassment after that totally fuckup entrance but she still had a job to do. Even with a broken-off heel she was more than a match for some mundane muggers. As the men closed in, her instincts practically highlighted the ones about to attack, setting her right up for a punishing counter-attack!

<Hit △ to counter-attack enemies!>

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*WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK*

Batgirl’s vision spun as she was clobbered by all three thugs smacking her one after another as she failed to counter even a single one. She couldn’t dodge either with her uneven footing making her stumble if she tried! Even attacking she whiffed or was blocked easily. It’s as if all of Batgirl’s expertise went right out the window and she no longer even knew how to fight! The thugs continued to bonk our heroine, yelling out battle cries and jeers as they did so like any other goon. Only for once, they actually had a reason to celebrate. After a few more good knocks, Batgirl stumbled backwards before falling onto her tight ass, her health totally exhausted. She looked visibly dazed and was seeing stars down there on the alley floor. She tried once more to rise back up and keep fighting but fell right back down, defeated. The thugs stopped their attacks once she was down and looked at one another in confusion. Behind them, the kid and his mom also had looks of disbelief on their faces.

“We… We won?” One of the thugs asked aloud as Batgirl groaned on the ground before him.

“Yeah, Yeah I guess we did! Uh, what now? I never really planned this far ahead.”

“I guess we getta see what’s under that suit of hers! C'mon, guys!”

After a brief meeting of the minds, the thugs got to work dealing with a defeated heroine the only way one could expect: Stripping her down! Batgirl was hauled up to her unsteady feet before getting unceremoniously spun around and shoved up against the alley wall. She groaned and tried to fight back but was easily held down by the three burly men. They forced the defeated heroine to stick her fine ass out and gave it a meaty smack before their hands began to freely roam her suited up body. It was a known fact around Gotham that Batgirl was fine piece of ass. But most men didn’t get a chance to look before they were floored by her or worse. But now, the men oohed and aahed at the sleekness of her. She was in possibly the best shape a girl could even be and had a slender waist and pretty hair to boot. And that was just the outside! Slowly the men began to peel her suit off, finding nooks and crannies to leverage and one by one the pieces tumbled to the dirty ground. And with every piece, more of her pristine, pale white flesh was revealed. It all but sparkled in the dim light, contrasting harshly with the gritty Gotham atmosphere and the brutish men wasted no time getting a taste. One man homed in on her freckled ass, kissing and sucking at her tight booty and leaving numerous red hand prints over its pale expanse. Another greedily sucked on her similarly pale tits, marveling at just how pink her nipples were. And the last one pulled her into a sloppy kiss, where he savored the flavor of a heroine’s lips and plundered her weak mouth. Despite everything, Batgirl began to feel some pleasure as the men had their way with her. Sure, the shame of this defeat and humiliation was immense… but somehow it was also tickling a part of her she didn’t know existed. It only grew worse as the men moved on to the next phase, shoving the heroine to her knees as they fished their cocks out. Batgirl was presented with three sizeable criminals cocks, all throbbing with desire right in front of her face. Without warning, one of the men grabbed the back of her masked head and forced his dick right between her rosy lips. Gagging, Barbara had little option but to blow the low-level thug as he started to fuck her face.

“Fuuuuck! She’s good!”

“Damn, you right. I always new these kinds of girls gave crazy head.”

“Fuckers! Move over! I want some of that!”

“No room, bud. Go get that other bitch or something. Ahhhh, damn that’s good…”

The men squabbled over who got to use Batgirl, roughly yanking her head from one dick to the next with little warning. But eventually two of the thugs won out, monopolizing Barbara for themselves while the remaining man had to begrudgingly settle for their initial victim. There was another cry of fear, some cloth ripping, and finally the sound of someone else falling to their knees beside Barbara. Then silence, followed by the gagging of someone choking on dick. Batgirl realized just how badly she had screwed up. It was one thing for her to fail but another for someone else to suffer because of it. Yet, there was nothing she could do now. One broken heel and she was reduced to blowing goons in an alley while an innocent was ravaged next to her. Thankfully, she couldn’t see the dejected face of the woman’s son, who watched in horror as his favorite heroine AND his mom were raped before him. The two women sucked cock for several minutes without break until their eyes began to glaze over from the throat abuse. Only once both men were thoroughly satisfied did the move on to the final phase.

Batgirl and the mom were shoved to the floor and managed to give each other one last cock-drunk look before they were pounced on and mating-pressed into the dirty alley ground.

“Noooooo!

“A-Ahhhhh…”

Their voices cried out into the alley but nobody was around to help them. Their pussies were utterly ravaged, plowed without reservation while their feet dangled in the air, shaking with every thrust into their cunts. Batgirl wanted to fight back but it was hopeless. On the floor, with her pussy full of criminal cock, she was no better than the helpless innocent being raped right next to her. She was a failure of a heroine. With that final thought, her mind went blank as the man above her suddenly bottomed out and came inside of her snatch. When the man pulled out, she was little more than a twitching mess on the floor.

“Alirght, move over! It’s my turn to have some bat cunt~” The next goon in line chuckled. It was going to be a long night.

“I mean really? Bruce Wayne? The playboy guy? That’s gotta be crap right?”

“Nah man, it says it right here! Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon- Oh man, the commissioners gonna be so pissed once we get these pics out~”

Two Gotham thugs chatted casually to each other as they looked over Barbara’s communicator, searching for any info they could get. As they did so, the gorgeous redhead formerly known as Batgirl dutifully slurped at their cocks, kneeling between them and switching whenever one slapped his cock against her cheek. She had a dazed, brain-dead look on her face that only belonged to girls drunk on cock. Suddenly a hand grabbed her by her fiery locks and forced her to stare up at a phone camera.

“Say cheese, bat slut~ You’re gonna be on the news~”

*Flash*

The last we see of Batgirl is a dumb smile on her face alongside two criminal cocks.

Batgirl was defeated by common criminal dick

Game Over

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Prompt by Rosegfx

Link is infiltrating Gerudo Town, but the people in it are a lot more handsy and open than expected. Link has to make QTEs to avoid his clothes being grabbed/torn away and to avoid being groped. After failing and being revealed Link is publically punished by the horny, futa Gerudo population of the town

Kinks: Futa on Femboy, Crossdressing, Gangrape, Public Sex, Punishment Sex, Mind Break, Slavery (bad end)

An oppressive, scorching heat beat down upon the Hero of Hyrule as he approached a desert town. Yet Link did not appear to mind the sky-high temperatures in the least as he jogged the sand with confidence. The reason for that was, of course, his recently purchased outfit that not only kept even the worst heat at bay but would provide him entrance to Gerudo Town as well. The race of desert dwelling amazons were notoriously distrustful of Voe (Males) and would not allow ANY to enter the town, even if they were husband of a Gerudo woman themselves. However, Vai (Females) were allowed entry. This would work out to Link’s advantage because, politely, he was rather androgynous and could pass a girl in the right outfit. Less politely, he was a sexy femboy who actually wore it better than most Hylian women! With a cute face, slender body, and soft white skin, Link drew the attention of both sexes no matter where he went and now with a rather skimpy Gerudo outfit he was at his prettiest yet. As Link approached the town’s entrance, a towering Gerudo guard eyed him up. Like most of her kind, this woman had dark brown skin, an impressive musculature, and was close to eight feet tall. A true amazon.

“Oh? A Hylian Vai is it? And a cute one too. Very well, you may enter so long as you behave yourself. Though, a word to the wise, I’d be quick about whatever business you’re after if I were you…” The guard said cryptically while pulling her spear away to let Link through. Confused, the hero nodded to imply he knew what she was talking about before stepping into the town proper. Since it was midday, the center of town was bustling with statuesque Gerudo going about their day and the occasional female of another race perusing the stalls and shops. In the distance, the Royal Palace stood tall, looming over the entire town. That was where Link hoped to meet the Gerudo’s current leader and ask them about potentially calming the divine beast Naboris that was churning up electrical sandstorms. With his disguise, all Link had to do was just walk to the palace. Easy, right? But a sudden slap onto his embarrassingly bubbly ass made the boy yelp and instantly reconsider. A leering Gerudo woman had also come into town behind him and had rather brazenly smacked our hero’s ass.

“Come to experience Gerudo culture, have we~ Well don’t be shy. I’m sure everyone here is eager to show you some ‘Gerudo Hospitality’ you know?” The tall, redheaded woman said with a wink before sauntering into town ahead of him. Rubbing his ass, Link looked around to see that all eyes were on him now. Lecherous, appraising eyes on all sides. Our hero began to gulp, realizing that his disguise may actually be working too well. New plan, don’t draw attention, avoid everyone, and get to the palace!

<Link’s Vai disguise is far too effective. Avoid approaching any Gerudo on the way to the palace and dodge any attempts to grab you!>

Already sweating from the numerous gazes locked onto him, Link stiffly began to walk toward his objective, trying his best not to make eye contact with anyone and just move along calmly. But he didn’t get very far before an enterprising Gerudo woman could be seen sauntering his way. Her much longer legs meant that even though Link began to alter his course to avoid her, she was upon him quickly. Time seemed to slow for Link as she neared him and began to reach.

<Hit X to sidestep her!>

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A very strong, very insistent hand suddenly grabbed Link’s exposed shoulder and spun him around. Our hero failed to dodge in time and so was caught on the spot! The height difference meant that Link was staring at a very enticing set of brown abs with a tinge of red to his cheeks. He couldn’t deny the attractiveness of these women and popping a boner would surely spell the end of his infiltration. The gerudo girl before him was gently stroking his shoulder with one hand and reaching for his mask with the other.

“Ah, what a fetching Vai you are~ How about coming to my shop, sweetie~ I’ve got some outfits that would look absolutely ravishing on you~” The woman said, not so subtly. But Link wasn’t worried about her words now. No, he had much bigger problems… like the sizeable bulge in the woman’s pants that she was not at all trying to hide. There was an outline in the woman’s loose trousers as big as Link’s forearm and Link had a pretty good idea of what it was. All the more reason to not get caught! Wish an emphatic shake of his head, Link managed to pull away before the woman could lift his veil any further and looked over his shoulder at the disappointed Gerudo as he left. Sadly, that meant he wasn’t watching where he was going and strayed too far to a Gerudo woman lounging on a carpet and selling melons. Naturally, she immediately latched onto him, snagging the boy’s hand and pulling him down to her level. He didn’t even get a chance to dodge for his second strike…

“Savaq~ I’m Lorn, and this is my shop. Can I interest you in in something fresh, sweet, and juicy?” Link heard as he collected himself. Our hero found himself kneeling before a variety of fruits and a ravishing older Gerudo, who was selling him. She was indeed offering many sweet and fresh ingredients but the freshest of all was likely the one she was stroking in her hand! The woman had pulled her cock free of her outfit, or even had it out this whole time while looking at Link! And now she was stroking it gently, moving her hand up and down it’s impressive length while a trickle of precum slipped down to her base. Before Link could respond, the woman’s long legs lashed out with her toes finding the hero’s waistline where they began to try and tug them down, going so far as to expose the tantalizing V of his belly just above his own dick.

“Don’t be shy~ I don’t mind giving free samples to cute Vai like you~” The melon seller said with a wink, threatening to yank his pants down with her feet and expose him. Blushing wildly, Link managed to stammer out a nonverbal excuse and stumbled backwards onto his ass before scrambling away. Gerudo girls were far more dangerous than Link could have guessed with how aggressively they were pursuing her. He had to get to the Palace ASAP, before one of them finally just jumped him. The Hero of Hyrule moved as fast as he could but those blunders had already drawn him too much attention. Some of the girls around were outright licking their lips as he passed and before long one brazen woman strode forward, bee-lining right for Link! He did his best to prepare as she came at him from the side and clearly reached out to manhandle him.

<Dodge with X!>

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Link tried to leap but was only a fraction of a second too slow before he was grabbed once more, this time by the back of his pants, stopping him dead in his tracks. He looked back with scared eyes as the most aggressive girl yet tugged the back of his bottoms down to expose his pale, fat ass. It was an ass totally unfit for a supposed hero, far too large and jiggly now that the tightness of his pants couldn’t contain it. Really it was no wonder Link passed as a female so easily when he was carrying around that much cake. It even had the extra benefit of being so large that it obscured his balls for the time being. The Gerudo woman clearly liked what she saw and grabbed a rough handful of Link’s butt, marveling at its size and softness.

“Sa’oten! So big and squishy. Nothing like a Gerudo’s ass.” The woman exclaimed, ignoring Link’s protest as she gently pried at the boy’s butt, managing to get a peak of his asshole before letting his asscheeks clap back together. The hero of Hyrule burned with embarrassment but that was nothing compared to what came next as he suddenly felt something hot and meaty slap down across his buns. Stunned, Link could only blink in surprise as he felt he warmth of a massive futa cock pulsing upon him. It was the biggest he had ever seen and the mere thought of her actually using it on him had the hero quaking in his boots.

“What’s the matter? Isn’t this what you came here for?”

The Gerudo’s telling words snapped Link back to reality and his already wide eyes looked around frantically. His initial impression of the Gerudo people had been so beyond wrong that it was almost funny in hindsight. Who would have guessed they were this ravenous while within their own walls!? Desperate to escape, Link pulled free and began to back away. However, he had simply taken too long and attracted too much attention by getting grabbed three times. He barely made it five steps before his big butt bumped into another Gerudo. He spun around to find another escape but now the whole market was surrounding him! All around him, eight foot tall women sported massive bulges in their pants with some having already pulled their cocks out! The horde closed in and dozens of tanned hands found Link and began molesting him, groping his obviously flat chest, his slender limbs, and of course, his butt without even a chance for him to dodge. There was nowhere to run and no amount of pleading got him anywhere before one of the women suddenly grabbed his pants and forced them to the floor. His painfully average dick, at an embarrassing half-mast sprung free, causing the crowd to go silent. No doubt they had been expecting the pretty little pussy of a Vai but instead they were faced with undeniable proof (Since only Gerudo are futas) that Link was actually a…

“Voe! He’s a Voe!”

“A Voe!”

“Call the Guards! There’s a Voe here!”

“He’s kinda cute though?”

The crowd erupted into a panic but these were no flimsy Hylian waifs and the intruder was roughly seized on all sides, preventing him from going anywhere at all. Worse, the women began to crowd in, smothering Link between their hot, muscly bodies and prodding him with their still hard erections. The one’s pressing in on Link realized the opportunity quickly and before our hero could hope to escape the women all pulled out their cocks, slapping them against whatever part of Link they could find. One in particular was rubbing against his belly, sliding up to slip under his top and rub between his tits.

“Don’t you know what we do to trespassing Voe’s here? Or maybe you were hoping for this all along you little miscreant.” One of the women said harshly, pulling Link’s dainty hand to her cock and forcing him to get a firm grip on it. He could practically feel the lust and virility pulsing through her veins as the slab of meat throbbed in his grip.

“The little tease was playing hard to get too. I knew he was trouble the second his fat ass walked through that gate.” Another chimed in, wedging her dick in between Link’s fat asscheeks and grinding it’s length up and down.

“Damn voe! Have a taste of this then, if you wanted it so badly.”

Link felt a hand grab onto his head and turn it to the side where he found waiting Gerudo dick aimed right at his face. It was so close he could reach his tongue out and taste it and that wasn’t far off. The Gerudo girl reached down and gently lifted the veil off of his face before feeding her dick to him and letting it drape back down. The crowd collectively jeered as they watched the lucky woman’s member disappear beneath Link’s silky mask, gliding into his tiny mouth even as he began to gag on the size of her! That was all the encouragement the rest of the group needed and Link’s hard-earned outfit was torn to little pieces in moments. Several of the pieces were seized and used as makeshift sextoys by those too far to get a hold of any actual Hylian real estate. But now the naked Voe was utterly plundered as futa cocks attacked him from all angles. Sliding into his armpits, into the soft valley of his plump ass, up against his shockingly soft feet, and generally every inch of his fair skin. The Hero of Hyrule was all but drowned in Gerudo dicks until barely any of his pale skin could be seen from outside the crowd. At the first round of cum began to splash all over and inside Link, he felt their stiff cocks pull free only to be immediately replaced by more without delay. Half the town had shown up by now and the ravaging of this sexy little Voe was becoming quite the social event with the loud moans of Link getting drowned out by idle chatter. The poor Hylian came to save these women, and yet ended up gangbanged by them instead…

Buliara, what is all the fuss about in market? I can hear the racket from all the way inside here.” Riju, chief of the Gerudo asked her ever loyal and stalwart bodyguard

“Lady Riju, It appears another Voe has been caught trying to sneak in. No doubt the townsfolk are enjoying themselves. Though, it must be quite the catch for there to be this much noise.”

 The massive warrior next to her did not avert her gaze from room’s entrance, for fear of letting anything slip through without her notice. ‘Hmmm’ing, Riju rested her head on one arm as she thought about possibly going and seeing for herself. However, there really was just no time. She still had to find a solution to the divine beast rampaging about the desert and threatening her people.

“There’s no time for fun, sadly. We need to find a way to calm Naboris… If only that story my mother told me was true. A Hylian Champion who could wield the legendary sword. Such a hero could be our only hope.” Riju mused aloud, imagining such a strapping hero swooping in to swiftly subdue her people’s rogue divine beast and save the entire desert.

“Hmph, if such a hero truly existed, they would already have arrived here to petition us for aid. I’m afraid we are on our own, my Chief.” Buliara replied, shrugging her muscular shoulders.

“Yes, you’re right. Still, I wonder if there was any truth to the legend. What would such a man be like?”

Meanwhile, outside in the market square. Half the town stood in line, chatting and joking loudly. The town’s latest voe troublemaker was a huge hit and would become a staple in the town brothel for years to come. The closer one got to the front of the winding line the louder the sounds of passionate sex began to echo. Inside a dimly lit Gerudo home, Link sat, bouncing up and down wantonly upon a fat Gerudo dick. His own little cock bounced up and down and muffled squeals of pleasure slipped out between the other cock lodged into his tiny mouth. Even the would-be hero’s hands were hard at work, each stroking a throbbing desert dick. The heroic light in Link’s eyes had already faded, replaced by the glazed over look of a Voe addicted to Gerudo cocks, a fate all too common to those who trespass. He no longer remembered his mission or his princess, all Link cared about now was the divine feeling of dark futa cock in his ass, and the taste of it on his eager tongue. Hyrule was doomed, and Link couldn’t be happier.

Link was exposed and broken by the entire Gerudo Town

Game Over

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By LewdLazyNekomata

Bayonetta (Part 1) vs Joy (The horny Angel). You know there is a special torture move for Joy which put her on a steel horse? Well, Joy manages to break free and put Bayonetta on her steel horse! Joy then humiliates her with the witch own magic. From here you could either do the whip bdsm stuff or let Joy growing a cock to fuck her. Then at the end, Bayonetta got collar and was taken to Heaven by Joy to receive her punishment.

Bayonetta smirked as another of her enemies fell to her wicked weave, smashed into tiny little angelic pieces. At this point, she knew the verse was nearing its end since only one enemy remained within the temple turned arena. The last remaining enemy was a tall, leggy female angel that reminded Bayonetta very much of herself (Although not nearly as glamorous, of course) what with her foe’s penchant for dramatic acrobatics and sensual taunting. These femme seraphim had been modeled after Umbran Witches after all but nobody likes a copycat. The great witch Bayonetta had taken great pleasure showing the holy sluts up at their own game and collecting their fallen halos after they inevitably fell to her superior style. And now, only one single Joy remained, back against the wall so to speak. It would be easy enough for our heroine to dodge the angel’s desperate attacks and pummel her into currency, but that wouldn’t be any fun, would it? No, Bayonetta had something special planned for this one~ With her magic gauge full, Bayonetta rushed forward past her enemy’s attack and gave her a knowing wink before slapping her hard in the face and making her head rattle in confusion. That was all the opening Bayonetta needed to work her magic.

<X+A>

“MICMA!” Bayonetta chanted, using her dark magic to summon forth an implement of torture from Inferno. The form a hard, unforgiving stallion rose up from a small portal with Bayonetta perched atop it, leering down at her prey. The angel seemed to snap back to reality at its appearance and staggered back in fear. But there was no escaping the wrath of Bayonetta! As the Joy tried to run, Bayonetta cracked a whip made of black iron and wrapped it around the fleeing Angel’s slender waist before roughly yanking her back through the air and right upon the horse’s back. The angel tried to flee again but found itself already bound up tight in shibari rope formation with her hands tied behind her back and her legs bound together. Worse yet, the ridged back of the torture horse had stiff, unforgiving bumps that ground against her angelic cunt uncomfortably as she struggled against her chains.

“Mmmm, lets hear you cry for mommy~” Bayonetta whispered sadistically before suddenly yanking on Joy’s chain while pressing a heeled foot against the angel’s back! The angel felt Bayonetta’s foot begin to push her forward, threatening to send her poor pussy bumping along the horses torturous lumps as Bayonetta chuckled evilly above her.

<Mash Y To Build Climax!>

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Typically, this is where most angels and demons met their end, screaming in one of Bayonetta’s contraptions before being finished off brutally and sent back to their preferred plane of existence. However, today was going to be a first for everyone. Maybe she was actually low on health, more exhausted from their fight than she let on and not in top shape. Or maybe she was simply distracted by the angel’s erotic situation and forgot to focus. Or just maybe, the player in control of Bayonetta just wanted to see what would happen~ Either way, Bayonetta failed to perform any more inputs and the climax gauge remained at 0. While Bayonetta was pulling on Joy’s chain, the angel was not actually being tortured much. She remained largely stationary and her own panic began to subside. Slowly, the angel developed a devious plan. She continued to cry out, mimicking the sounds of sexual torture while subtly building up her own magic. She could hear Bayonetta cackling above, delighting in her apparent pain and suffering, but deep down the angel was smiling, knowing that the witch’s little game was about to be turned on its head!

Bayonetta had no idea that anything was wrong. In her many centuries of adventures, none had ever escaped her Torture Attacks. Any moment now the Joy that dared corrupt her own people’s style would sing for her one last time and then join the legion of fallen angels that had tried to best yet. Yet… time ticked on and the golden slut refused to break! After a few more moments. Bayonetta tilted her head in confusion before finally glancing at her Climax Gauge. It was not only not remotely full but was actually cracking with holy light eating away at her magic! Bayonetta’s steely eyes widened behind her signature glasses, but it was too late. There was a loud crack and then an explosion of blinding holy light that blinded our heroine, forcing her to avert her eyes. When the light dimmed, she tried to lower raise a hand only to find it stuck in place, bound behind her back along with the other arm too. She tried to stand up but found her legs were similarly immobile. And of course, there was something hard and cold pressing up against her pussy through her signature bodysuit. Bayonetta’s pretty eyes widened in shock as she finally realized what was going on: She had switched places with Joy! The angel had worked some holy magic and replaced her dark horse with a golden one and swapped her black iron chains for glowing ones enhanced by holy power. And of course, she was now the one bound up like a damsel and placed firmly upon the Torture Horse.

As Bayonetta tested her bonds, using all her strength to try and break them, she heard a feminine giggle behind and above her. The witch turned only to find Joy lounging casually on top of the horse’s head, just as she had. The angel had a smirk on her face and was stretching out a mean looking whip.

“These chains really clash with my look, you know? Could you be a dear and let me ou-“

*CRACK*

“Gyuh!”

Bayonetta’s witty banter was unceremoniously cut off by Joy whipping the witch’s tight ass, forcing an utterly undignified yelp of pain out of her mouth. The whip Joy used was infused with holy energy and it left a lasting sting on Bayonetta’s ass but the real pain came from the humiliation of having her own methods turned against her.

“You unholy harlot! Release me at once or-Gah!”

Another whip crack upon Bayonetta’s back stopped her dead in her tracks and tears began to prick at the corners of her eyes from the pain she felt.

“E-Enough! I-“

*Crack*

“Ahhh!”

Every time Bayonetta tried to get a word out she was silenced just as fast by the sadistic seraphim, who cracked her whip with pinpoint precision and an angelic laugh. One lash slashed across her ass again, carving a streak through her magical outfit and leaving an angry red sting in its wake. Another found its way across her tits, making the witch howl into the air as her sensitive nipples were struck. More and more strikes landed, branding Bayonetta until she was criss-crossed with holy whip marks and quivering in pain. But there was something else in her breath as Bayonetta panted: Lust. Sometime after the third or fourth lash, The witch found that the burning left behind felt kinda… good. It hurt like a bitch but somehow the painful after glow had her exposed nipple stiff as bullets from her guns and her pussy began to leak right around one of the horse’s nubs that was digging into her gash. Another crack of the whip and Bayo moaned loudly as her ass was struck once more, peeling away the rest of her outfit there and letting her cheeks out for all to see. The pain was intense but somehow, she felt as though she deserved it. She knew that was craziness. How could she of all people deserve such shabby treatment by a mere angel? And yet the thought remained even as Bayonetta tried to fight it. One more slash down her back and one more throaty moan later and the Angel kicked it up a notch.

Bayonetta felt a heel collide with her still sensitive back and fooooorce her body forward, grinding her sinful cunt across the horse’s ridge! The hard golden metal dug in deep, smooshing her cunt’s moist lips to grind press hard against it as it slowly, agonizingly rose up over the bump before dropping down to peace once more. Bayonetta’s vision swam as the combination of pain and pleasure threatened to make her black out. To think that for so many years she was forcing this very feeling onto countless others… And she too was falling for its sinful seduction. Before she could get her bearings the Angel thumped her in the back once more, forcing her forward and tightening the holy chains around Bayonetta hard enough to make even their unearthly metal creak! Once more her pussy slammed into the horse’s next ridge and our heroine cried out in pleasure! It was enough to make her want to beg for mercy but the accompanying whip that lashed her across the tits really sealed the deal.

“S-Stop! Please!” Bayonetta begged, eyes wild and glasses askew as she felt her whole body burning up. Her holy scars were radiating pain and pleasure all across her body while her pussy hammered into the horse’s next bump again and again. But despite her mournful cries the angel didn’t relent. Joy rained down whips and cracks all over Bayonetta and stomped her heel into the witch’s back to grind her cunt even harder. The witch tried to resist, to summon some of her legendary strength but there was nothing she could do. Her powers were sealed by the chains and even if she could access them, her mind was too conflicted to focus anyway. Torn between pain and pleasure, the witch had no option now but to succumb…

“F-Fuuuuck! Noooooo! I give up! I’ll do anything! Just d-don’t m-make me- c-c-c-uuuuuuuuuugh…!”

The angel gave Bayonetta one last boot, sending her pussy up and over the last horse ridge and Bayonetta herself over the edge. A part of the witch knew that cumming atop this holy horse would be the end of her but the rest of her wanted it too badly anyway. The moment her cunt was forced up and down the length of the horse the game was over and Bayonetta’s whole body went rigid as she came. The witch’s tongue lolled out and her sinful cunt gave up the ship, spraying juice all over the inside of her suit and across the holy metal of the horse while the rest of her quivered in pleasure. All at once her bodysuit disappeared, her magic totally gone alongside her mind from the force of her orgasm. All that remained was a totally naked, whip-marked Bayonetta convulsing atop the horse. Behind her, Joy tilted her head as she admired her handiwork, using her foot to push Bayonetta’s unresisting body this way and that to get a good look at her. Her work done, Joy gracefully dismounted her creation and snapped her fingers, dispelling it and forcing Bayonetta to fall to the floor pathetically where she simply lay twitching, eye darting frantically but not seeing anything. The angel knelt down next to Bayonetta head and cradled the witch’s face in her silky smooth hands.

“P-Please… No more…” Bayonetta whispered, making the angel smile serenely before she responded.

“Then tell me, witch. Do you repent?” The Joy asked her fallen foe, pearly white teeth smiling broadly, already knowing the answer Bayo would give. And just as predicted, the umbran witch slowly nodded.

“Yes… I… I deserve this…” Bayonetta said, utterly defeated. Her holy scars burned with righteous pain, cleansing her of her sins and rewarding her faith with pleasure deep inside. But there was still much sin left to burn away. Satisfied, Joy snapped her fingers and summoned a set of golden cuffs and a collar inscribed with powerful runes. Bayonetta felt herself get forced up to her knees and as soon as the collar was snapped into place around her neck she sighed. Her magic was totally sealed now and all that remained was the glorious glow of her holy punishment. She was then lifted up and her arms were cuffed behind her back, finishing her final bondage.  Joy gave her now humbled foe one last look, admiring the network of burning holy scars across her otherwise immaculate body before smacking the witch’s ass and dragging her toward the holy seal of their arena. Soon she would be parading her trophy all throughout Paradiso and she would go down as the Angel that tamed the Great Witch Bayonetta~

Bayonetta was punished and broken by Joy

The Witch Hunts Are Over

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Jeanne In The Shower

Context: Jeanne’s a little more vulnerable while showering during her minigame in Bayo 3.

With her powers sealed, Jeanne had to put a little more effort in than normal to properly infiltrate the secret homunculi facility. It would have been easy enough for her to smash her way through on brute force alone but that wasn’t very ladylike now was it? So, after a while Jeanne found a convenient place to freshen up and revive some of her energy: A shower. The umbran witch looked both ways down the hallway to make sure it was clear before ducking inside, relishing the opportunity to clean sweat and homunculus grime from her ravishing frame. With a quick spin she disenchanted her out, leaving her lithe and pale body totally naked to soak up the steamy hot water. While maybe not as curvy as her sister Bayonetta, Jeanne was still a head turner to match any normal mortal. As it turns out, more than just humans thought so too. As Jeanne relaxed in the shower, a homunculus trooper, a Stratus, that she seemed to have missed approached the door. Jeanne’s gorgeous body was tastefully out of view, leaving only a tantalizing silhouette for any onlooker to see. Seeing this, the homunculi wasted no time tossing the sliding glass door open and slipping inside with Jeanne.

“What!? I’ve killed or le-Ah! G-Get your hands off me! No!”

Through the glass we see Jeanne and the Stratus struggle briefly before the witch was suddenly grabbed and thrown against the door. Her hands and modestly sized tits smooshed up against the foggy glass, gliding across the smooth surface and showing off her cute nipples. Behind her, the vague form of her enemy could be seen taking position behind her outstretch ass.

“Stop this! You can’t just handle me like some harlot, you oaf! I’ll-Ughhhhh… N-Nnnnnn…” Jeanne tried to protest before her whole body rocked from an impact behind her. Her pretty little tits began to bounce upon the glass, pulling back briefly before squishing even harder against the glass as she was fucked from behind.

*PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP*

Lewd, wet noises and reluctant moans begin to echo from the still running shower room and Jeanne’s remaining hearts are all instantly deleted. We watch as her hands clench in defiance against the glass before going slack, followed by her lips and cheek appearing against the glass too. Her tongue begins to droop freely from her stunned mouth, proof of her submission.  The last we see of the witch is her being ravished against the shower door with a lucky homunculus silhouette pounding away at her from inside.

Jeanne was caught off guard and ravished while freshening up.

The Witch Hunts Are Over

Link On the Great Plateau

Context: A freshly awoken Link is incredibly rusty and his journey comes to an early end.

Confused, lost, and vulnerable, that was how Link felt as he first left the Shrine of Resurrection. His memories and skills from a hundred years prior were long gone, lost to the ether thanks to spending so long on the verge of death. Yet, Link remained a mighty hero with a destiny to save the Kingdom of Hyrule. None doubted his courage, and all had faith that when he returned, Link would quickly recover his strength and set the world right once more. The hero himself probably began to think so too after getting his bearings and finding a branch or two to serve as a weapon. After leaving the Old Man behind, Link ventured forth to begin what would surely be an epic quest. The first of many foes came quickly after in the form of a basic red Bokoblin foraging just off the beaten path. Compared to our twinkish hero, the beast seemed very large with a bulbous head and a roughly made club in one of his clawed hands. Yet, something told Link it was not as dangerous as it may appear. Clenching the branch in his hand, Link bravely stepped forth to vanquish this evil enemy. The monster snorted after catching a most enticing scent on the air and started upon seeing Link hustling toward him. It let out a piggish battle squeal and it too rushed to meet out hero, salivating at the chance for more than apples for dinner. The two swung their weapons at the same time and…

*GLUK GLUK GLUK*

Link was on his knees, eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head as he choked hard on fat Bokoblin cock. He had been soundly defeated, not remembering even the basics of combat. The result was the Boko knocking his three hearts out and then pulling its thick cock free of its loose loincloth to ravage him with. Link was helpless to resist and now his pretty, androgenous face was being pushed into the Bokoblin’s pot belly while his throat was raped. Even worse, the Boko’s powerful and oddly manly scent was starting to affect Link. His brain was fogging up from the dangerous combination and his senses were all beginning to get fuzzy while his own cock grew hard beneath his well-worn trousers. Bokoblins were not known for their stamina however and Link was suddenly pulled free of that monstrous cock, gasping for air and watching in fascination as his foe aimed his bulbous cockhead and unleashed a blast of cum right into his face. The surge of hot seed across Link’s face and onto his outstretched tongue was the last straw and his vision went black.

The last we see of Link is his naked, twinkish body bouncing up and down on a Bokoblin’s cock in the middle of their camp. Several others crowded around him, competing for the former champions sweet mouth and smooth hands. Link’s adventure had come to an abrupt, ignominious end, with nothing but Bokoblin dicks to look forward too as Hyrule was consumed in darkness.

Link was defeated by mere Bokoblins and became their twink cumdump on the Great Plateau.

Game Over

Warhammer Total War 3: Ariel and Wood Elves Ravaged By A Peasant Army

 Context: An Army of Wood Elves Rush to Defend The Borders of Athel Loren

Inside the borders of Athel Loren, The Twilight sisters Naestra and Arahan alongside their Queen and Demigoddess Ariel stood before a great army of Wood Elves, made almost entirely of female units loyal to Ariel, stood together now for one common purpose: To defeat the mannish invaders that dared threaten their ancestral borders. The Great Forest had long been the domain of the Asrai and the petty Bretonnian dukedoms had reluctantly acknowledged this through nothing less than sheer force and brutality. Yet, now a Bretonnian Duke dared trespass with an army of unwashed peasants and upstart knights. The other great leaders of the Asrai were away, waging war elsewhere, which meant that only the Twilight sisters and Ariel remained to see these invaders reduced to food for the Oak of Ages.

“Hear me, my sisters of the forest! The foul men of Brettonnia have broken their promise to us and now rampage through our home! I, Ariel, Avatar of Isha and Queen of Athel Loren, promise you that they will taste our vengeance!” The Demigoddess Ariel boomed, her magically enhanced voice carrying to every corner of their sacred grove. Beside her, the Twilight sisters cheered her on, enticing the already feverish army to roar in agreement. With both their Queen and her Heralds leading them, the oafish flatfoots were not long for this world.

“String your bows and sharpen your blades! Tonight, the ever-forgetful men of Bretonnia will remember that it is WE who rule Athel Loren!”

The army roared even louder at this and sprang into action and the graceful elves readied their weapons of war. The bladedancers and singers applied their warpaint, highlighting their beauty and fierceness while the famed archers of the Asrai stocked their quivers full. The Twilight sisters made their rounds to further boost moral while their statuesque Queen looked on in satisfaction at the reckoning that was brewing. Within a few hours, an army nearly 2000 strong of the fiercest female Asrai began to march toward their borders, eager to spill human blood. It was not hard to track the rapacious Bretonnian army as the graceless men looted and pillaged one of their settlements. The towering Queen of Athel Loren, paragon of elven beauty and wisdom, gave the signal to her sisters in arms and the battle was joined. These women, all works of art in their own rights, fought with all they had in the name of their forest.

-One Settlement Battle Later-

The sound of clashing steel and cries of war that had previously filled the air were now replaced by wails of despair and the clapping of flesh on flesh. The chaotic battlefield was not a sea of blood as the Elves had expected, but a sea of defeated, pitiful elves being ravaged every which way by a horde of Bretonnian peasants! Their battle lines had collapsed almost immediately as the men rushed into melee while peasant archers rained down arrows from above and in mere moments the Wood Elves had been routed. Even with hundreds of years of experience, two near immortals, and a literal Demigodess of their side, the Asrai were no match for the fairest realm of men. An Entire regiment of scarlet haired Bladesingers, each a storied hero of her people, were on their backs like brothel whores being bred by 80 IQ peasants. Another unit of Sister of the Thorn, Ariel’s personal handmaidens, had already been branded and forced into the medical tents for recovering Bretonnian troops, soothing their wounds with tight pussies and hot mouths. To say nothing of the hundreds of wood elf women being carted out of the forest in chains, sure to spend the rest of their days as whores across Bretonnia. Their leaders were no different. Serene Naestra and Tempestuous Arahan were in the knights stables, personally cleaning the cocks of the countless warhorses housed there. As soon as one was cleaned, spotless and dripping with Elven spit, another would take its place and the twins would go to work lapping up stallion sweat and relieving their pent up stress. And of course, their Queen was also claimed as a trophy. The Bretonnian lord himself and taken her for his own. The portly baron had the defeated Demigodess sent to his command tent where she lay on his bed as well as her twelve foot tall body could. It didn’t really matter though since the Duke was using her own huge body as a bed, mating pressing her divine pussy with reckless abandon! Isha herself must have wept upon seeing her Avatar filled with human cum,  ankles pushed back by her head in the most degrading of positions. She would warm his bed and take his cum for a week before the man grew bored of her and tossed her to the peasants, letting even their lowly selves gangbang  the demigoddess next to her mindbroken Heralds. Athel Loren would go on to be totally subjugated, its bounty plundered and women enslaved.

The Wood Elves have been obliterated, becoming little more than whores for men.

A Crushing Defeat

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Prompt by Warhammer Lover: Total War: Warhammer: Grand Cathay (Miao Ying; Other Dragon Siblings if you wish) and Slaanesh Warriors of Chaos/Daemons

The forces of Chaos have been raiding into Cathay lands once more, in greater numbers than ever before. Naturally, the Dragons of Cathay must respond. But their internal squabbling results in a terrible loss, leading to Miao (and perhaps others) getting captured along with many other cathayans who get put to use by the invaders as cumdumps and catalysts for summoning more daemons to ruin the land. Extra emphasis on using daemons and other less human units for Miao.

Kink: Instant Loss, Monster, Mating Press, Breeding, Magic Use

Grand Cathay was in utter chaos. To the north, the Great Bastion stood tall and tested, repelling ever increasing hordes of Chaos worshipers and demons from the kingdom’s borders. Without it, the entire eastern continent may already have fallen into ruin. To the east, Lokhir Felheart and his dark elf corsairs raided the coast, taking slaves and plunder with every city and village sacked. The West was tense as always with the greedy Ogre’s always testing Cathay’s borders and demanding increasingly high prices for the privilege of not being raided. And even the south, which bordered very little, was experiencing strife with a roaming band of lizardmen of all things causing havoc. The inner provinces were not safe either with rumors of ratmen running amok and the internal squabbling of lords preventing the entirety of Cathay from uniting. Of all these threats, Miao Ying, The Storm Dragon and Eldest of the Dragon Siblings, found the internal politicking to be the most dangerous. The strength of the walls she personally oversees matter little if the inside of Cathay is rotten. And now, in an age of total war, her opinion would prove entirely correct.

When the winds of war first began to howl, Miao Ying leapt right into action. The time for being passive had passed and now it was up to her to knock some sense into her siblings and restore order to Cathay! The first order of  her campaign was to reclaim the Great Bastion. As its rightful Castellan, Miao had neglected it and allowed others to take command while she worked internally. But no longer! Ignoring the other nearby threats, Miao Ying focused on retaking the Bastion at all costs and succeeded with her incredible might carrying the day. The traitorous legions in control of the Bastion fell one by one and now the Storm Dragon is in control once more, planning to shield her father’s empire as she should have from the beginning. However, not all went according to plan. As she began to rebuild the Walls’s defenses, chaos warbands and Kurgan savages began to attack in waves, halting Miao’s efforts. Even more frustratingly, her own people were attacking her inner provinces from the rear! Raiding undefended settlements and besieging Nan-Gau. Every time this happened, she would need to personally sally out, as she was the only commander thanks to her dire financial situation and repel the raiders! This in turn allowed more chaos forces to attack the Bastion! This back and forth prevented her from making any headway in either direction. During one of these pointless bounces, another small faction of her countrymen to the easy declared war as well! Making it a three-front war! Enraged, Miao did the only thing she could: Focus on one opponent despite the losses she would take in other theaters. She successfully managed to wipe out the defectors neighboring her by the hordes of chaos had now almost broken through the Bastion. Miao Ying entered the first gate, intent on staving off the besieging army only for another rogue traitor army to approach from behind. The fools paid no heed to the fact that she was the only thing keeping chaos out of their borders and attacked, foolishly hoping to claim her head and thus the entire north. The upstart magistrate met his end in a hail of lightning but the damage the battle did to Miao and her forces were catastrophic. Sensing this, the Chaos army attacking her began to the siege battle. Miao Ying and her tattered army readied themselves for an uphill battle at the Great Bastion. But they could not fail! Lest the entirety of Cathay suffer because of it. The Storm Dragon watched the banners of the Slaanesh aligned army appeared on the horizon and she belched thunder and lightning into the air to signal the battle’s beginning!

-One Siege Battle Later-

“Keep moving, Dragon slut!”

Miao Ying heard the slithery voice of a Slaanesh worshiper behind her followed by the crack of a whip a sharp stinging upon her bare ass! The Storm Dragon had no choice but to comply and walked forward through the enemy’s encampment. The mighty Miao Ying was totally naked, her pristine body marred by the occasional scratch or bruise from her battle but was otherwise in good condition. The sole exception was a faintly glowing Slaanesh brand seared right above her bare cunt, proof of defeat. The demon leading this host had specifically requested that she be as unharmed as possible after all. An incredible body was on display now too, finally uncovered by her usual robes. The eldest sibling had a pair of heavy breasts that hung loosely now, and wide, breedable hips. Truly she was a trophy to behold all chained up and subjugated. To stop her from transforming or using magic, Miao was equipped with a heavy collar glowing with chaos runes. It seemed to stop her powers entirely and now she was simply a tall, strong woman instead of a powerful, ancient dragon.

Fuming with rage, Miao Ying still could hardly believe the situation that had led to her great defeat and shame. If only she had more money and she had had more time to build up the walls’ defenses! If only her neighboring Cathayans had not badgered her endlessly, raiding her lands and attacking her men! If only her siblings were not off doing who knows what across the globe instead of helping her keep Cathay together! If only she had performed better in the last battle… so many ways that things could have turned out differently and yet they had not. The result was plain to see: The Great Bastion had fallen and its defenders enslaved by the rapacious horde of Slaaneshi marauders. The wall had turned from a symbol of hope for her people into little more than a breeding ground as the men and women of Cathay that she had overseen were ravished. The Storm Dragon could hear the cries of men and women echoing all throughout the battlements, in various makeshift camps set up by the army of chaos. And Miao Ying would have an opportunity to tour them all on her way to the commander of the army.

The first tent she passed was a large one, filled with the lowest common soldiers of Chaos: The marauders. Little more than sweaty, muscular men with the odd mutation, these brutes formed the bulk of the army and lived together in giant encampments. Normally such a tent would be a chaotic place full of clashing weapons and insults but now it was a regular den of debauchery and rapaciousness. A suitable reward for the lowest soldiers of chaos would be the lowest soldiers of Cathay, the peasants. Women of all levels from unpolished gems to comely were crammed into the tent to please the savages within, who had ripped the girl’s clothes apart and pounced like crazed beasts. Miao could hardly see more than the occasional limb of her people below the seething mass of marauders while they indulged themselves, hammering away with reckless abandon at whatever hole they could find. Amidst all the chaos, The Storm Dragon spotted the tear-streaked, mind-broken face of one unlucky girl for just a brief moment before she was swallowed back up into the sea of grunting and moaning bodies. As a Dragon sibling, Miao knew that not all Cathayan lives were equal and the peasantry were expendable. But even so it was painful to see the results of her failure up close. The dragon idly reached a hand down and stroked the still buzzing brand on her belly, not noticing its glow had subtly increased.

“Perhaps you’d like to end the tour here, Dragon? There’s always room for one more~” The man leading Miao suddenly asked from behind with a chuckle, prompting her to ‘hmph’ and yank her view away. Taking that as a no, she was lead to the next stop.

The Beast Pits, where all the various lowly war beasts and monsters dwelled. Although, it was not actually a pit since they were in an occupied settlement and instead a removed corner near the walls. Even so, it was a ghastly place with ramshackle dwellings set up to house the beasts within. Howls, growls, and other unpleasant utterances could be heard before Miao was pushed within and she beheld the sorry state of those sent there. Those prisoners in need of correction or punishment were sent here so there were all sorts present. One Jade Warrior was being savaged by warhounds with each of her holes plugged up by canine cock as they ravaged her inside an open kennel. A trio of peasant troops were surrounded by diminutive fury’s whose cock size far outpaced their bodies. Each demon’s dick was as big as a man’s arm and spread open the peasantry to their very limit or reached the bottom of their throat while flying in front of their face. A mixed group of both were in a makeshift stable filled with Seekers. Slaanesh’s serpentine horse equivalent. Their flexible bodies allowed them to not only mount the women from behind but bend their long necks back so their equally long tongues could taste the women’s tears of pleasure and pain. And of course, there were the troll dwellings, where several of the brutish beasts could be seen ravaging a few unlucky Celestial Dragon Guard, the elite of the elite. These honorable warrior women had been reduced to mere cocksleeves, their bodies manhandled and used as sextoys by the powerful but stupid chaos trolls. It was surely the work of Slaaneshi magic how they even survived being impaled on such huge cocks! Held at the waist like they weighed nothing at all and dragged up and down those monstrous shafts with no regard for their own health. Not that any of them were lucid enough to complain beyond a few ragged gasps and moans. This time, Miao felt something, an electric sensation coursing down from her brand to her pussy, moistening her as she stared at the rape occurring before her. She looked down and touched the glowing brand only for it to jolt her even harder at the merest graze, forcing the proud dragon to bend her knees inward lest she collapse from the sudden pleasurable sensation.

“Why fight it? The Prince of Pleasure has such sights to show you and such wonders for you to taste if only you let him.” The annoying guard behind her intruded once more. The Storm Dragon growled and turned to snap at him but nearly stumbled to the floor due to the intense pleasure filling her lower half against her will.

“Hmm~ You’ll see soon enough.” The man said before dragging Miao’s shaky ass to the next exhibit.

A short trip later and Miao had arrived at the main destination for those unlucky women who were captured: The Summoning Alter. Miao recognized the main plaza where she typically mustered the Bastion’s garrison but there was no regal splendor left. A massive effigy depicting a half-man, half-woman hybrid had been erected facing the chaos wastes and before that was a series of glowing purple portals. Demons of Slaanesh occasionally slipped through these into the mortal realm, eager to sate their thirst for sadism but sadly ended up pressed into the army’s service by awaiting Chosen. And how were these portals maintained? With screams of ecstasy of course. A dozen ritualistic alters were splayed before the effigy and on each was a captive Cathayan and atleast one Daemonette, the alluring footsoldiers of Slaanesh. These sad souls were subjected to whatever twisted whim would get them to scream the loudest and thus power Slaanesh’s portals. Some were easier than others, needing only whispered words of encouragement and a skilled hand working their pussy to holler into the air. Others were more steadfast and needed more force. One hearty Celestial Dragon Guard was adamantly clenching her teeth in defiance even as two Daemonette’s pounded her ass and pussy in alternating thrusts, their cocks never pausing for a second. But most were somewhere in the middle, such as one former Jade Warrior that Miao watched give in thanks to the skilled forked tongue of a Daemonette lapping at her squirting cunt. Miao Ying watched dozens of women come and go with the mind broken ones getting tossed out like so much trash and fresh victims carted in to replace them. What’s more, she seemed to feel a portion of every orgasm in the area! The moment a Cathayan gave in and came their little brains out, Miao felt her own pussy clench in need. After a few dozen even the ancient dragon herself began to pant with desire, her nipples hard as spear tips and sticking out just as sharply. Just as she was about to be carted off to the next stop, a trio of giggling Daemonettes appeared around her, hopping lightly on their feet and ogling the Storm Dragon’s body like eager vultures.

“Oh yessssss~ This one’s ssssoul looksss delicioussss~” One of the feminine demons sang as she slunk forward to palm one of Miao’s fat asscheeks from behind. The mere touch of one of these demons nearly buckled the dragon’s knees and that singsong voice plucked at her weakened heart. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t help but want to listen to it forever…

“Indeed, sssister~ We could feasssst upon thisss one for daysss!” Another sister agreed, slipping up into Miao’s side and hefting one of her large tits before letting it flop back down. This time Miao Ying’s legs really did give out and she fell to her knees, a shuddering moan escaping from her lips. The dragon tried to shake the thoughts of submission free from her head but the daemonette’s words echoed seductively in her mind! Her eyes snapped open as she smelled something utterly irresistible nearby only to meet the gaze of the last daemonette sister, who was right up in her face. These female demons relied on glamor to do the heavy lifting for their actual appearances were usually frightening. Yet despite knowing this, Miao was utterly entranced by her alluring purple eyes and spike-toothed smile. She felt one of the monster’s claws grip her ponytail and suddenly yank her head back, exposing her pale neck and forcing her mouth open in pain.

“Maybe jusssst a little tasssste…~” The final sister said, voice barely above a whisper. Miao Ying shuddered upon hearing the demon speak so closely and watched in utter fascination as the sister opened her mouth to reveal a long, coiling tongue that began to inch toward her own vulnerable mouth. Down below she felt her buttcheeks getting spread and hot breath brushing against her already overly sensitive tits. A part of her knew that she was about to be toyed with by these seductive demons and her very soul could be feasted on. But… she couldn’t find it in her to care as she body was overwhelmed with desire. Just as her own tongue made contact with the demons’ there was a loud CRACK that made all parties jump and one of the sisters cried out in… pleasure?

“Enough! Away with ye, Harlots. This one belongs to the master.” The man escorting her suddenly said and the Daemonettes slunk away with disappointed hisses. The guard cracked his hellscourge whip once more before stowing it and grabbing Miao by the arm. The Storm Dragon looked over her shoulder as she was escorted away, and she saw the three demons wink at her knowingly.

The rest of the tour was a blur to the Storm Dragon. She visited the Daemon Abodes and the Warrior Barracks where she witnessed more of her citizens being abused in sensual and horrific ways. But by now the Mark of Slaanesh had done its job and she found it far more arousing that disturbing. Before she knew it, she had arrived at her ultimate destination. The audience chamber that she herself once used to greet important messengers and dignitaries. The ebony doors seemed to loom larger than ever before her and she could sense a powerful, erotic presence behind them.

“Here we are. Go in and present yourself to the Master. Oh, and do enjoy yourself.”

The man who had escorted her all the way here let out a low chuckle and slapped the Storm Dragon’s plump ass before turning and sauntering away, his duty fulfilled. Miao watched him leave, wondering why he didn’t actually let her in. Didn’t he realize that she could escape now? No, that wasn’t it. Miao reached out and began to push the heavy doors open. He left her because he knew she would do as he asked without being forced…

The great doors groaned as they slid open and a tantalizingly sweet pink mist rolled out to caress her senses, a small taste of what lay within. Within moments the doors were fully open and Miao Ying stepped into the great hall, taking in the sights. The first thing she noticed was the many powerful figures that lined the hall’s walls. Chaos Chosen, Exalted Heroes, Chaos Lords, Alluresses and Heralds… All of the army’s top commanders were present and enjoying the sweet pleasures of captured Cathayan women. Miao recognized them too. Alchemists, Astromancers, Dragon Guard, and even a few Shugengun Dragon-Bloods were dressed in harem silks and seeing to whoever they were assigned. Mostly merely sat in their charge’s laps like trophies but more than a few were on their knees sucking away or bouncing upon a lap. The beautiful and powerful elites of Cathay… now mere slaves. And of course, there was the powerful presence currently sitting upon the hall’s throne. He, she, it? There was no way for Miao to tell for sure as this creature had all the characteristics of both sexes and yet somehow none at all. It was a frightening tall and slender humanoid monster with sleek legs ending in goat hooves. Its upper half was a mix of man and woman with one large breast and a pec matching it on the other side. It’s face was both shockingly ugly and yet entrancing at the same time with inhumanly sharp androgenous facial features. It was dressed in little more than a loin cloth and dangling golden chains stretching from piercing to piercing across its body. It was of course, a Greater Demon of Slaanesh, a Keeper of Secrets.

“There you are. And just when I was beginning to grow bored! The Great Storm Dragon, Miao Ying. Mmmmm~ I must say, you wear your new look well.” The great demon said, its voice little more than a sensual whisper yet reaching everyone’s ears easily. All around there were jeers and catcalls from the assembled aristocracy as they mocked Miao and her naked state. But they quieted down as the Keeper of Secrets waved a single, clawed hand.

“How is my brand treating you? Eye-opening, isn’t it? What Slaanesh can offer. And that is merely a taste of what can be yours if you only submit. Answer me, Dragon. You have entered this hall of your own accord. What do you intend to do? Will you continue to defy my Prince and Lord? Squander the gift and opportunity he has given you?” The Demon asked, its alluring voice taking on a dangerous tilt. But just as quickly it melted away back to a smoldering smirk.

“…Or will you kneel before us and embrace the only thing worth living for: Pleasure? Do go on, tell us! We are simply dying to know~”

Miao’s heart pounded in her chest as she contemplated the monster’s words. She shouldn’t have had to contemplate anything at all since this was a being of pure evil clearly offering a bargain she benefited not from. And yet… The Storm Dragon’s hand shakily slid down her tight tummy to the brand searing into her so sensually. The charged mark had enhanced her senses in ways she didn’t know possible and the taste of her fellows’ anguish and ecstasy along the way had given her a sample of what could await her. The Dragon thought for only a few moments more before raising her head to answer. All around the Chaos Lords and Cathayan captives held their breath in anticipation… and hope.

“Demon, hear me! I, Miao Ying The Storm Dragon, Eldest of the Dragon Emperor…Surrender. P-Please take me into your harem and show me the meaning of pleasure!”

Miao Ying’s voice crackled with lightning and her eyes glowed with energy, the last remnants of her power before it was suddenly snuffed out, leaving only a needy looking woman wringing her hands with desire. As if it suddenly occurred to her, Miao kneels on the floor and prostrates herself before the greater demon in total submission. The audience erupts into the cheers and laughter of Chaos and the wailing lamentation of humanity.

“Hahahaha! Well said, my new concubine~ Ladies and Gentlemen, let the feast begin!” The Keeper of Secrets shouts, spreading his arms wide. The room erupts into motion and chaos as the assembled lords are given free rein to indulge themselves. A great orgy commences and Miao watches from her knees as looks of betrayal and anger appear on the women’s faces around her. But they don’t stay there for long before being replaced by aheagos of pleasure as they are set upon by the assembled demons and lords. The formerly orderly hall becomes little more than a sea of sex and depravity, the sounds of flesh-on-flesh mixing with wails, moans, and cries as well as the cracking of whips and the jingle of chains. Not to be left alone, Miao Ying feels a hand on her shoulder and turns with a hammering heart to find an Alluress smirking down at her. She too then joined in.

The orgy was a mere blur to Miao, snippets of consciousness bled in past a wall of pure pink pleasure. Like memories resurfacing through a fog. One moment she was kneeling in the sea of sex and the next she was clashing tongues with a sensual deamonette, begging for more and opening her mouth wider as if to allow more demonic tongue inside of her. Down below she felt two more mouths sucking and chewing on her nipples, but she knew not where they came from. The next moment she was staring at a gigantic, curved cock connected to an abhorrent beast! It was a sinewy, unbelievably skinny and sext monster known as a Fiend of Slaanesh. Its multiple long tongues flicked over Miao faces as she pressed forward, nuzzling into that intoxicatingly aromatic dick, peppering it with desperate kisses before she bravely tried to open wide and take in the monster’s head! It didn’t wait for her inexperienced mouth to make any headway though before its arms grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed the entire length down her throat. Miao blinked away tears of ecstasy at the full sensation of her throat being crammed with dick and blanked out once more as the monster began to fuck her draconic throat. Once more she resurfaced from the haze of pleasure only to find herself looking over her shoulder at a massive Chaos Troll. The ugly monster’s equally ugly dick was prodding at her asshole and she only had time to widen her eyes before it plowed into her, stretching her formerly virginal ass to the very limit in one swift, dimwitted thrust. The Storm Dragon’s tongue lolled free of her open mouth, dripping saliva as she came hard from just the insertion. The humiliation of being rutted in the ass by a troll of all things was totally drowned out by the addictive pleasure of having her walls stretched by its fat girth. The dragon’s slender body was suddenly seized and lifted up, turning her into little more than a sex toy for the beast just like those poor souls in the beast pens. But unlike them, Miao had a stupid smile on her face as she came once more, her brand glowing a hot pink upon her womb.

The former Storm Dragon came to for the last time after untold hours of debauchery. This time, she was laying on her back while several attending Daemonettes spread her legs and whispered encouragement into her ears. Looking up, it was clear to see why. The Greater Demon was poised above her, loincloth pulled away to reveal a perfect dick. It was like it had been shaped exclusively to provide her pleasure, looking like a cross between a horses’ member and a humans. All the length and girth in the world but with a sleekness to make sure it was aesthetically pleasing. She watched that glorious cock slip low, pressing against her much neglected cunt only briefly before slipping inside. The Dragon threw her head back as she came on the spot, crying out in pleasure only for an opportunistic daemonette to steal her lips in order to savor that cry of ecstasy. Above her, the Keeper of Secrets moaned, its voice music to Miao Ying’s ears as it sampled what dragon pussy had to offer. And he found it… quite nice indeed. Slowly, inch by inch, Miao was impaled and she began to thrash her head around, overcome by pleasure. The demon above her was too skilled, too sensual, and far too irresistible. He had only just begun and already she was being driven insane. By the time he bottomed out Miao Ying was a drooling mess. And when the demon suddenly pushed the dragon’s long legs up in mating press she was truly lost. Even the surrounding Daemonette’s blushed as they watched their lord absolutely plow the shit out of Miao Ying, dominating the formerly icy dragon with his cock alone. The Dragon’s cries of pleasure echoed louder than all the rest, invigorating the Chaos leadership and further sinking her former compatriots into despair. And she could care less. She was far too busy trying not to die from pleasure and enjoying thousands of years of sexual frustration being relieved in mere moments. She didn’t know how long she spent like that, drifting in and out of sanity beneath the graceful bulk of the Keeper of Secrets. It could have been an eternity for all she knew and it felt just that long. But finally the seduction came to a blissful end as she felt the demon’s cock throb in her pussy before unleashing a deluge of potent demonic semen straight into her womb. It burned with unholy pleasure and Miao swore she could feel herself being fertilized by her master’s seed right then and there. Not that she could voice any excitement as it had utterly shattered what was left of her mind. Miao Ying the Storm Dragon was no more. As the demon pulled his lengthy cock free and let his semen drip down to the floor below, he looked down with satisfaction and his best conquest yet. Miao Ying’s twitching body was oozing his cum and he could tell that she would be providing some powerful half-breeds for him. But just to be sure… He pounced right back down, already reinvigorated and began to pound into his dragon whore once more.

Several weeks later, Cathay was no more. The tide of Chaos swept through the land with such ferocity and vivacity that none could hope to stand against them. Not the other Dragon Siblings or any of the interlopers who resided within Cathay. In the capital of Cathay, Wei-Jin, the Keeper of Secrets responsible for its fall lounged in a bed of made of his harem members. A soft, luxurious bed made of only the most fetching women plundered from Cathay. His mind was wandering, as it often did, to his next conquest already. The women of Cathay had been exotic indeed but after a week he was growing bored. He needed something else to delight himself with and asked for any suggestions.

“Perhaps the Moon Empress herself, If I made be so bold?” Came a sultry voice from beside him. Smiling, the demon turned to find his most prized concubine sitting dutifully next to him. Miao Ying was already swollen with his child and gazed up at the demon with utter devotion.

“The Moon Empress, hmmm? Now that would be something else~ They say she’s near divine in power... How would such a woman taste I wonder~ Come here, my dear. You deserve a treat for such an insightful answer.” The Greater Demon intoned smoothly, guiding an eager Miao Ying to his cock where she began to dutifully lavish it with licks and kisses before taking the whole thing into her mouth like a truly professional whore.

Cathay is conquered by Slaanesh after Miao Ying’s failure. Her campaign is over.

A Crushing Defeat

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Franchise: Skyrim
Character: Female Dragonborn, Whiterun Guards
Idea: Caught by the guards
Kinks: Prostitution, MMMxF, Rimming, Blowjob, Groping, Dirty Talk
Any Additional Notes: You choose race of dragonborn, after caught by guards she has to either pay bail or sexually satisfy them. They force her to rim or blow one of them at all times so she can't use her voice.

Nazeem was quite literally reduced to dust after Lilina finished zapping his pompous ass with her strongest destruction magic. Even then, The high elf archmage zapped the ash once more for good measure before letting out a sigh of relief followed by a swear as she realized what she had done. As satisfying as that was, she was certainly not going to get away with it. Not if she wanted to come to Whiterun in the future anyway. The Dragonborn had traveled to Whiterun to begin with in order to sell some of the treasure she had found while adventuring. Only, she encountered Nazeem while waiting outside Belethor’s shop and she couldn’t swerve away from him in time. The snooty Redguard was as irritating as ever, condescendingly talking to down to someone who could eat dragon souls and had more wealth than he could even comprehend. Something in Lilina had just snapped as he snorted and began to turn away. Her hands moved all on their own as she summoned her magicka and cast thunderbolts repeatedly upon the man’s back. The result was obvious and now Nazeem was reduced to pile of ash and Lilina had a sizeable bounty on her head. It was doubtful that anyone in Whiterun actually cared about Nazeem’s death but the law was the law. Sure enough, in no time at all a Whiterun guard came hustling up the main road toward her and Lilina lowered her hands to receive him.

“Stop in the name of the Jarl! You have committed crimes against Skyrim and her people. What say you in your defense?” The man said predictably as he approached with his sword drawn.

<You caught me. I’ll pay off my bounty. (1000 gold)>

<I submit. Take me to jail.>

<I’d rather die than go to prison!>

<I’m broke. Maybe we can work something out? (Persuasion)>

 Rolling her eyes, The Dragonborn thought about what to do next. As a master mage, it would be very easy to just resist arrest and fight her way out of town but then it would be a hassle coming back to Whiterun in the future so that option wasn’t very appealing. She could also very easily pay the bounty off. A mere 1000 gold was chump change to someone who had plundered half the dungeons of Skyrim. Buuuut…. Lilina was exceptionally cheap and didn’t want to part with a single septim. She could always go to prison and just sleep off the sentence for a few weeks too but then she might lose progress in some of her skills! Choices, choices and the frugal Dragonborn didn’t like any of them! That’s when she spotted a new, fourth choice though! She didn’t have any real skill in speech but it was worth a shot right? If she could charm this oaf then maybe she could get away with her wallet intact! The Altmer mage smoothed her mage robes out and stuck out her sizeable chest to look as enticing as possible. Lilina was an extremely fetching woman so surely he would bite, right?

<I’m broke. Maybe we can work something out? (Persuasion)>

“…”

“Hm, maybe you’re right! Why don’t we go the barracks and ‘work something out’.” The guard replied after a brief pause and looking Lilina up and down. He then sheathed his sword ended their little dialogue.

(Speech increased to 21)

The Dragonborn blinked in surprise before grinning broadly at the realization of her success! Score, now she could keep her gold and get off scot-free for dusting Nazeem! That’s called value, baby! The mage began to walk after the guard, who had turned to lead her to the barracks, and wondered if she should invest a few points in Speech after all. What else could she do with a higher skill? As she mulled over build options, Lilina walked beside the guard and suddenly felt a pressure on her ass. The Altmer stiffened in surprise and looked to her side to see the muscular arm of her escort casually reaching over to grab a handful of her ass! Eyes wide, Lilina didn’t know how to even react. This had never happened before and she simply let the guard palm her ass while walking through the market, leading to more than a few murmurings from those who saw. The Dragonborn blushed and was tempted to say something but didn’t want to blow her chance to easily deal with her bounty. The guard cupped her asscheeks and even gave her shapely butt a little smack before they finally arrived at the barracks door, where he ducked inside first. Outside, Lilina sighed and rubbed her ass where the man had roughly pinched her. She briefly wondered if this was even going to be worth it before quickly shaking those thoughts away and following the guard inside. The door locked behind her with a resounding click.

The inside of the barracks was totally new to Lilina and predictably drab with little in the way of luxuries besides a few tables and chests for the guardsmen. Just when she was starting to wonder where they were even going, the guard brought her into a cramped side room full of beds before turning to face her.

“Alright, lets get this going. On your knees, wench.” The guard suddenly commanded firmly to a stunned Lilina. W-What the hell was he talking about? The Dragonborn blinked, once again totally stunlocked by how rapidly her situation was degrading. Before she could even ask what the hell he intended the guard suddenly shoved Lilina to her knees, placing the confused woman right at waist height.

“Much better, you were looking a little too high and mighty there, elf.” The man chuckled as he adjusted the belt on his outfit. Lilina watched in growing horror as the man’s pants fell to the floor and a thick, eager Nordic cock sprung free and nearly smacked her in the face. The powerful, masculine scent on cock hit Lilina’s nose and she finally realized what exactly she had signed on for. Even so, she just had to voice her puzzlement to the man as she leaned away from his dangerous looking cock.

“What the hell are you doing!? I didn’t agree to this!” Lilina protested, dodging the man’s penis as he lazily jabbed it forward toward her pretty face.

“Sure you did. I said could we work something out and now we are. You suck my cock like a good whore and we’ll discuss your bounty afterwords.” The guard replied, clearly enjoying himself much more than Lilina was. Lilina may have been a money-grubber but this was simply too much. She was a gods damned heroine, not some cheap tavern whore! Time to remind this fool who he was dealing with. Opening wide, the Dragonborn was about to do what came naturally to her.

“Ha! As if.  FUS RO D-ack!”

Lilina’s shout died in her throat as a cock was suddenly thrust inside! The guard had simply grabbed her by the golden hair on her head and slammed his dick inside of her mouth. Her concentration shattered, Lilina was unable to finish and began to gag on the length of meat lodged down her windpipe. The Dragonborn tried to pull away, placing her hands on the guard’s thighs but only managed to pull back far enough to the man’s dick to exit her throat before he overpowered her and plunged it right back in.

*GAK GAH GUK*

Tears welled up in Lilina’s eyes as she choked and sputtered on the man’s invading dick, kicking her feet against the ground behind her in desperation. She was rapidly running out of air and her health bar was even starting to wear down from the rough treatment.

“What’s the matter? Weren’t you going to say something?” The guard asked her condescendingly, prompting Lilina to look up with tear-rimmed eyes at the man. Even with his mask on she knew he was smirking down at her smugly. To think she had fried a man for doing the exact same thing to her before but now she was forced to suck his cock instead! The guard must have sensed she was getting a little too comfortable because he suddenly yanked her head forward and began to properly facefuck her, smooshing her nose against his belly again and again at a rapid pace.

*GUKGUKGUKGUKGUK*

Forget shouts or spells, Lilina had to use all of her concentration to not simply choke out on cock as he hammered her poor throat. Her mascara was starting to run down her yellow face and her lipstick was smearing all across the length of the guard’s dick as it ravaged her mouth. The Dragonborn could feel her grip on reality fading despite her best efforts and things began to swim around her as she ran out of oxygen. Her grip on the guard’s thighs slackened and her pointless resistance faded to nothing. Lilina went limp and the lucky Whiterun guard had free reign over her, manhandling her pretty little head and using her mouth as a mere sextoy. Just when Lilina’s healthbar looked as though it would totally deplete and consciousness began to fade, the guard ran out of stamina. He started to pant and gave the mage’s throat one last thrust before bottoming out, pressing Lilina’s tear-stained face against his belly as he blasted a fat load of cum right down into her stomach. The Dragonborn felt it fill her belly up like a hot meal and the man’s cock spasm in her mouth one last time before he pulled himself free like a sword out of a well-worn sheath.

“G-Gahhh… hah… hah…” Lilina panted, sucking in air at long last. A long string of spit and cum connected her smeared lips to the guard’s cock but she was too woozy to pull away or wipe her face off. She swayed on her knees but a firm hand on her shoulder held her steady and stopped her from just toppling over.

“Not bad, for an elf. Here’s your coin. Just a few more of those and your bounty will be paid off.” The guard said abruptly, tossing 4 septims down onto Lilina’s tits where they bounced off down to her knees. The Dragonborn’ synapses finally reconnected enough for her to run the math and realize how insane what the man said was. 4 septims? For all that? And she had a 1000 gold bounty.

“Y-You can’t be serious…” Lilina protested feebly, her stamina and healthbar finally beginning to slowly climb back up. She was about to complain some more when she heard several sets of footsteps to her side and looked to find a whole gang of Whiterun guards stepping in to the barracks. They spotted what was going on and sauntered over like nothing was wrong, parking themselves around Lilina in a semi-circle.

“Oh I’m dead serious. Now, open wide.”

Lilina’s eyed widened as the men around her all began to undo their pants to. Within moments she was surrounded on all sides by Nord cock, each thicker and more virile than the last. A strong hand found Lilina’s head and roughly yanked her over where he shoved his fat dick right into her throat once more. The elf’s eyes screwed shut in discomfort as she immediately began to gag hard on the man’s length. One last thought crossed her mind before the man began to piston into her abused throat.

‘I should have shouted when I had the chance…’

Lilina found herself on her knees surrounded by a half dozen Whiterun guards, her presence in the barracks having been announced it seems. One man was happily fucking her mouth while two more sat on either side of her, enjoying the feeling of her hands stroking their shafts while waiting their turn. But while the Dragonborn was fighting for her life on her knees, dancing between choking to death and sort of getting used to it, the men were just talking!

“Wait, I know you…”

“That’s right. She’s Dragonborn! I saw her eat a dragon’s soul at the western watchtower.”

“No way, I thought that was just a rumor. How did she end up here?”

“She’s the lass that killed Nazeem. Turned him into ash with some fancy magic.”

“So she can cast a few spells. Am I supposed to be impressed?”

“Dragonborn or not, she’ll make a fine barracks whore. Look, Stennar is already cumming! Don’t let her get a word out.”

True enough, Lilina felt the dick in her mouth spasming and soon the taste of warm semen filled her mouth and the sound of a few coins landing on the ground next to her followed. The men didn’t give her a chance to even think of shouting as one man pulled out and another immediately took his place. With no other option, The Dragonborn merely braced herself as she was put to use once more.

*Smooch* *Lick*

“Mmmm…. Mbmmm… Ah….”

“That’s it, elf. Work that tongue.”

Lewd noises of reluctant service were echoing around the barracks as Lilina continued her hard work. At some point one of the guards had pulled her robes open, exposing her large yellow breasts and now they hung down heavily while some of the men groped her. Her pants had been yanked down too, exposing her tight ass but that was just eye candy since she was constantly on her knees. But the real shame that was making her head spin was the fact that her face was stuck between the asscheeks of one of the guards! Not content to merely fuck her throat, some of the men wanted other forms of oral service. This man had silenced her when it was his turn by pulling her right in between his cheeks and commanded her to get to work. What other choice did Lilina have? At first she had been scared and revolted as her lips connected with the man’s sphincter. She was happy to announce he was quite clean actually. Small blessings and all that. But the fact remained that was kissing a man’s sweaty asshole and her sense of worth plummeted. She puckered up and began to actively kiss the man’s asshole before encouragement in the form of a sharp tug on her hard nipple made her start using her tongue. And now here she was, hands on either side of the man’s muscular ass and making out with his ass!

“That looks nice. Let me have a turn!” Another guard suddenly chimed in and presented his own ass. Tongue still out and wagging, Lilina was roughly grabbed and moved over to the other man’s ass before she had a chance to protest. There she weakly continued, drilling her tongue into the man’s backdoor after softening him up with a couple kisses. The guard began to moan in appreciation of her efforts.

“You greedy milk-drinker! I’m next!” A third guard protested. Lilina’s heart sank as she spotted another ass being presented on the other side of her. Whimpering, The Dragonborn was dragged back and forth between the three men, slurping at their assholes as they fought for her ‘pretty elf tongue’.

Lilina didn’t know how long she had been in the barracks anymore. Her sense of time was totally fucked. All she knew was that she was reaching her limit as one of the guards pinned her to the floor and fucked her face. She was laying on her back, totally naked and one of Whiterun’s finest had taken it upon himself to 69 her, slurping at her shaved Altmer cunt while he drilled his thick dick down into her without a care in the world.

*GUK GUK GUK GUK*

By now it was almost second nature to Lilina to have a penis in her throat. But even so, her little elven body simply couldn’t handle a strong Nord man’s girth and she gagged nonetheless. Every thrust drained her HP and finally she was running out. The mage’s hands clenched the guard’s thighs hard one last time before going limp and falling to the floor as she passed out. Not long after, the man groaned into her pussy and pumped another filling meal of jizz into her mouth and down her pipe. This was an extra large load though and some extra spilled out and dripped down her chin and spread around her mouth.

“Ah. She finally gave out.” One of the guards sitting at a table nearby announced to the barracks as his compatriot finished creampieing Lilina’s face and got up off of her.

“She’s got stamina alright. That’s the Dragonborn for you.”

“How much coin did she earn? I want that mouth of hers on my ass again tomorrow.”

“Lets see here…6… 8… uh.”

“Dumbass. Looks like 56 gold. Not bad for a hard days work. Of course, I’ll take my cut now. You guys too. For staying silent, right?”

The barracks erupted into laughter as the men pocketed a few of their septims back. In the end, Lilina made 28 gold. The next day she would be hard at work on her knees once again, making good on her ‘deal’. A week later and she was only 150 gold in on her debt. Another week and she forgot there was even a debt to begin with. She lived only to suck cocks and eat ass.

The Dragonborn was mindbroken by the Whiterun Guard

Game Over

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Just wanted to post this announcement here to let everyone know I'm going to be placing this story on hold for a while to return to my Overlord Bad Ends series. The new movie is coming out and I'd like to capitalize on that with some new prompts relating to it!

I'm very pleased with how this fic turned out and it was very fun working with Game Mechanics and trying to work them into written form. I have many good prompts here that I still would like to write and I do plan to return in the future.

Until then, thanks for tuning in and participating if you send any ideas my way. I apologize if I did not end up taking your suggestions. I can't do them all of course and I mean no disrespect.

If you're interested in the Overlord series, I recommend my other story for some Bad End fun! I'll be posting there soon to announce its revival in the coming days.