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Deep in a network of mines, the sound of pickaxes crashing against stone could be heard echoing their way to the surface. Nine idols were hard at work, mining for ore. Eight were motivated by the desire to help a friend, while the ninth was motivated by the kindness her comrades had shown her.

Kaela Kovalskia was a blacksmith, a profession that naturally required a steady supply of ore. When she wasn’t at her forge, Kaela could be found down in the mines, digging for her desired minerals.

On this day however, Kaela was not alone. Her fellow members of Hololive ID had all volunteered to help out their friend, arming themselves with pickaxes and descending deep underground to assist her in her excavation ventures.

“I found another one!” cheered Kobo as she held up the piece of iron she had just uncovered.

“I found some silver!” yelled Moona as she dug through the rubble to collect her prize.

“We’ve got some gold over here!” declared Risu as Reine gathered up their haul.

Kaela was beaming as her friends deposited their finds into the minecart. Thanks to their help, Kaela wouldn’t need to do any more mining for a month! She would have to use that extra time to repay them somehow!

“Think we got enough?” Zeta asked.

“Nah, I bet we can find even more!” boasted Ollie.

“Where should we mine next?” Anya asked Kaela.

Kaela pulled out a map of the mines, one that she had spent years charting. At this point, Kaela was fairly confident she had explored every corner of this complex underground network of tunnels.

As the girls all poured over the map and discussed potential targets, Iofi, who had been digging a bit further in, suddenly came running towards them.

“Guys! You’ve got to see this!”

The girls pulled their heads out of the map, all of them now watching the panting alien.

“Did you find some rare ore?” asked Kaela.

“Something even rarer! C’mon, you’ve gotta see!”

The girls all looked at one another with puzzled expressions. Just what had Iofi found?

They followed Iofi down the lantern lit tunnel into a large open area. Iofi waved them over to the entrance of another tunnel, one that was surrounded by rubble.

“Look at what I unearthed!” Iofi announced proudly.

Kaela couldn’t believe her eyes. Iofi had discovered a tunnel that wasn’t on her maps! A section of this underground labyrinth that had gone completely undiscovered by the blacksmith! Upon revealing this fact to the other girls, they all became just as excited as Iofi was! The chance to explore somewhere no man had ever stepped foot in before!

With pickaxes in hand, the girls entered the mysterious tunnel one by one. As she walked, Moona felt an ominous aura, causing her to shiver. There was something off about this section of the mine. She considered speaking up and suggesting they turn back, but one look at the excited faces of her companions sapped away such an intention. They would probably be fine. What’s the worst that could happen?

“I found some mithril!” announced Iofi.

“I found some adamantine!” Zeta yelled.

“Kaela! Kaela!”

Kaela turned to look at Kobo who ran up to her in uncontainable excitement.

“What kind of ore is this?” the shaman asked, handing her find to the blacksmith.

“This is orichalcum! Nice find Kobo!”

A smug grin spread across Kobo’s face as she basked in the glory of her rare find.

“We’ve really hit the motherload!” Ollie spoke.

“Yeah! Kaela’s going to make a killing with all this!” Reine added.

“Heh… I won’t be keeping it all. You all deserve a share of the profits!”

“I guess we’ll all be rolling in it for a while!” Anya commented.

Despite having found more than enough rare ore to leave each of the girls stinking rich, they kept venturing further into the mines. They were so focused on searching for more ore that they hadn’t realised that their group had dispersed, each of them wandering off in search of riches. Getting lost in this unmapped territory was already a problem in of itself, but the bigger issue that would soon become apparent to the girls was that they weren’t alone in these depths.

Moona’s Hell

“Hello? Guys?”

Moona called out to the others, but she got no response back. It seems they had all gotten separated. What’s more, Moona couldn’t remember which path she took to get to her current location! She was surrounded by four different tunnels, each one leading into darkness.

“Walking at random will just get me even more lost. I’ll stay put until one of the others finds me!”

Moona’s logic was sound. When lost, it’s better to stay in one place. However, Moona’s friends wouldn’t be the ones to find her first!

Moona shot up off the rock she had sat herself down on when a loud clumping noise echoed its way to her location.

“What was that?” she asked herself, a shred of fear beginning to take root.

The noise got louder, reverberating into the room in a steady rhythm. They were footsteps, and the owner was drawing close.

Identifying the tunnel that the footsteps were coming from, Moona kept her focus on it. She was prepared to run at the first sign of danger, but she prayed that maybe it was one of the girls. A foolish hope she knew, but one that she held onto.

Moona’s face paled when the owner of the footsteps finally stepped out into the light of her lantern. It was a massive minotaur! The beast towered over the purple haired idol. What was a creature like this doing so deep underground?! Was this the source of that ominous presence Moona had sensed earlier?

The beast snarled as its gaze lingered on Moona. At first, Moona remained frozen in fear. Once her mind had caught up with the present, Moona threw the bag of ore she had collected at the minotaur before darting off down one of the other tunnels.

The minotaur let out a mighty roar before beginning to give chase. The sounds of its raging footsteps behind her sent Moona into a screaming panic. The beast was quickly closing the distance, a crisis not helped by Moona repeatedly looking back to gaze at her pursuer. During one such glance, Moona ended up tripping over a rock. She tumbled face first into the dirt, her lantern rolling across the floor and out of her reach.

Before Moona could even begin pulling herself up, the minotaur wrapped one of its gigantic hands around Moona’s waist, picking her up. Moona struggled against his grip, bashing her tiny fists against his mammoth fingers, hoping to free herself from his grasp. The minotaur held her close to his face, taking in her scent as he stared into Moona’s frightened eyes.

“He’s going to kill me…” Moona thought to herself.

Having prepared herself for the end, Moona was left stunned when the minotaur suddenly tore off the bulk of her clothing with a single pull. Her black bra was torn clean from her chest, allowing Moona’s milkers to bounce free. Most of her outfit was reduced to scraps, fluttering down to the mine floor. Only her black lace panties remained on her body.

As the minotaur’s gaze roamed Moona’s exposed body, she couldn’t help but notice that he was now smiling. It then clicked with Moona that the minotaur likely had a different plan for her, one that was arguably worse than death. Panic sprung anew as Moona again attempted to struggle against the minotaur. She clawed and scrapped at his fingers, but her dainty fingernails couldn’t so much as leave a scratch on the minotaur’s tough hide.

With his other hand, the minotaur moved to unbuckle his belt, allowing the pelt around his waist to fall to the ground. Moona’s eyes filled with a mixture of fear and awe as they landed on the minotaur’s erect cock. The girthy organ throbbed and pulsated with vigour, precum already dripping down its veiny shaft.

“It’s huge! If he puts that thing inside me, I’ll die!”

Moona resumed her struggling as the minotaur hovered her body over his cock. Moona’s panties were still in the way, but it seemed the minotaur either didn’t notice or didn’t care about the flimsy barrier. Moona’s entire body stiffened when she felt her panty-clad sex squish against the minotaur’s hardened head. His cock head was as big as Moona’s head. There was no way it would fit inside her!

Moona would soon be proven wrong as the minotaur raised her high before shoving her down on his dick. It tore through her panties before pushing into Moona’s vaginal cavity. The idol threw her head back, mouth agape and eyes rolling back as she came, her body going into shock from the intense penetration. Moona’s slim body bulged obscenely as half of the minotaur’s cock was now sheathed inside her. Her womb was crushed against her other internal organs. A normal human would suffer serious life-threatening injuries from such an intrusion but as the vessel of a moon goddess, Moona’s body could take a beating!

The minotaur proceeded to use Moona like a cock sleeve, tugging and pulling her along his length. The sounds of their brutal copulation were echoing throughout the network of tunnels. Moona was thrown from one orgasm to the next. The immense pain and pleasure she was feeling blended together, creating a sensation that Moona couldn’t even begin to describe! Her wails, equal parts excruciating and orgasmic, joined the cacophony of brutal penetration noises that were filtering through the tunnels.

With a mighty “MOO”, the minotaur slammed Moona down as far she could go on his dick before cumming deep inside her. Moona’s battered womb was quickly filled to the brim before being forced to expand. Her misshapen stomach bulged further, ballooning around the minotaur’s dick as her womb inflated like a balloon. Moona could feel his ravenous sperm poking at her ovaries, trying to coax out her eggs. She prayed that she wouldn’t end up pregnant with this beast’s child.

Both Moona and her minotaur lover were left panting after that brutal round of fucking. The minotaur was no longer holding onto Moona, his hands now on his knees as he stood slightly hunched over. Moona was left impaled on his cock, leaning back as she hung over the cavern floor. She stared up into the stony ceiling, tears trailing from her tired eyes, as she prayed for someone to come save her. Someone did arrive, but it wasn’t her saviour.

A second minotaur had entered the tunnel! The two beasts locked eyes, engaging in a roaring match while poor Moona was shaken about like a ragdoll on the first minotaur’s cock. She stared up at the powerful creatures as they argued with one another. Perhaps they were arguing over her? Maybe if she was lucky, the two beasts would kill one another, affording Moona the chance to escape.

Alas, the minotaurs came to a different arrangement. The first minotaur wrapped his hand around his Moona covered shaft, tilting it upwards so that it was perfectly vertical. Moona looked back over her shoulder as the other minotaur whipped out his own equally impressive member. He proceeded to grip his throbbing organ, approaching Moona and pushing the head against her soft buttocks. It was then that their aim suddenly clicked with Moona. They weren’t going to fight over her. They were going to share her!

“No! Wai-UGHH???!!!”

Moona’s pleas were silenced by her own shriek of agony as the second minotaur shoved his cock up her ass, stretching her rectum to the point of tearing. Moona was left in complete shock once more. Two massive cocks were now inside her, her poor internal organs all sandwiched between the two meaty rods.

Both minotaurs began thrusting in sync, one cock in, the other cock out. Poor Moona could only weep as they fucked her. One gripped her arms while the other held her legs, holding Moona in place as they ravaged her holes. Moona’s mind would finally go blank when the pair of bovines sheathed their cocks inside her at once, holding them in place as they let loose inside her. Moona’s rectum and womb were both pushed to their breaking points as glob after thick glob of minotaur cum was poured into them. Her ovaries finally gave out, each spitting out an egg that was quickly inseminated.

As her world went dark, Moona made one last plea for a hero to come save her.

Iofi’s Hell

Iofi was happily humming to herself as she swung her pickaxe, chipping away at the stone walls and unearthing a wide variety of rare ores. Her sack was soon full to the point of bursting. Seemed like a good time to head back. The only question was… which way was back?

The alien princess scanned her surroundings, unable to recognise which path she had taken to get to this point. It was only now that Iofi realised that she was both alone and lost. The former was about to change however, just not in the manner Iofi would have wanted it to.

*skitter*

Iofi’s ears perked up as she heard a scuttling sound echoing from one of the tunnels. She shone her lantern in that direction, but the origin of the sound was still too deep in the darkness for her light to reach.

*skitter*

It was growing louder. It also sounded like there were multiple sources of the sound. Were they bugs? No… This was something a lot bigger than a mere insect…

Iofi nearly dropped her lantern in fright when two sets of glowing red eyes pierced the darkness. Even before the creatures’ bodies became visible, Iofi already knew what they were. She had seen them before, but what were these things doing underground on Earth?

Two small creatures entered her lantern’s light. They were a type of xenomorph not native to this planet, known as a facehugger. The pair of xenos halted their advance a safe distance from Iofi. Their eyes roamed her person, analysing her with cautious interest.

Iofi was doing the same to them. Fortunately, these weren’t the breed that planted a chestburster in their victims. This species instead pumped their victims full of semen, to inseminate their eggs and produce more of their kind.

Iofi was unarmed; she knew she would have little hope of fending them off. She would have to run. She didn’t know which way would take her to the surface, but she was confident that she could at least outrun these pests!

Unfortunately, the moment Iofi turned to run, she was greeted to the sight of a third facehugger who had entered the room via another tunnel. The moment Iofi turned to face him, the facehugger pounced. Living up to its name, it went for her face, its thin but powerful legs latching onto Iofi’s head and refusing to let go. Iofi barely had a chance to scream before the xeno forced his cock down her throat. It began fucking her mouth, pistoning its slimy cock in and out of her gullet with frightening speed.

Iofi stumbled about blindly, trying to scrap the facehugger off from her face. Now defenceless, the other two facehuggers made their moves. They tackled Iofi to the ground, knocking her down onto all fours. Their acidic sweat melted through her clothes, allowing them access to her nether regions. Iofi screamed into the first facehugger’s cock as both her vagina and ass were penetrated, stuffed full with xeno meat!

Iofi’s arms and legs trembled as she struggled to keep her body off the cave floor. With her vision blocked, her other senses sharpened. The fleshy sounds of copulation rung crisp in her ears. The face hugger’s scent and taste permeated throughout her entire body. And her sensation of touch was set a flame as her holes were ravaged. Every single thrust… every single withdrawal… Each one was seared into Iofi’s very being.

The three facehuggers didn’t let up for even a second as they fucked Iofi like there was no tomorrow, each one brutalising her holes with their cocks with the sole intent of impregnating the alien princess. The facehuggers lacked intelligence. They were unable to distinguish which of Iofi’s entrances would allow them to knock her up. Their instincts just told them to fuck every available hole that Iofi had, in hopes that one of them would succeed in their species’ mission!

Iofi soon felt their cocks beginning to pulsate like mad. She knew the end drew near. Planting her face and the hugger attached to it into the ground, Iofi raised her behind in the air and snaked her hands up to her crotch. She made one last desperate attempt to claw off the hugger attached to her pussy. She was ovulating today. Her eggs would stand no chance against the potency of the facehugger’s sperm. She’d accept getting her stomach and rectum pumped full of cum but not her womb!

Alas, Iofi’s efforts only excited the facehugger. Her actions confirmed to it that it had chosen the correct hole. This was her breeding cavity. It had to sow its seed into this hole no matter what!

The facehugger attached to her pussy fucked Iofi with every iota of strength its small body could muster. Iofi screamed as her sensitive walls and cervix were brutalised. She could feel her body betraying her as an orgasm began to take hold. She came on the facehugger’s cock, her soft walls embracing his member and milking every inch of it out of thirst for its seed.

With one final thrust, each facehugger sheathed their cock down their respective hole before beginning their releases. Iofi wept as she felt her body being pumped full of thick, sticky cum. Her stomach, rectum and womb were all pumped full of the nasty stuff. Iofi started gagging but she had no choice but to swallow the “meal” she was being fed.

Iofi’s thoughts went to her womb. Two little eggs were happily minding their own business when hell descended upon them. The ocean of sperm assaulted the orbs from all sides, breaking through their membranes before depositing their genes into the ovums. Her royal bloodline was being used to procreate with these disgusting abominations!

Iofi gasped as the facehugger attached to her face fell off. It curled up into a ball, growing still as it took its last breath. The ones at the end of her body followed suit, tumbling to the ground before passing. Cum leaked from her pussy and ass, pooling on the floor between her legs.

Iofi rolled over onto her back, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath. Her right hand went to stomach, tenderly rubbing the spot where her womb was. She could feel the skin crawling warmth of the facehugger’s semen. There was no doubt in Iofi’s mind that she was now pregnant with the creature’s spawn. But not all hope was lost! Facehugger embryos could be aborted provided it was done so within twenty-four hours of conception! Iofi needed to get back to the surface and quickly!

*skitter*

Iofi’s body stiffened as she heard that familiar sound. Rolling over onto her stomach, Iofi pulled herself up onto all fours as she stared in the direction where the sound had come from. Her face paled as over fifty pairs of eyes pierced the veil of shadows. Throughout her entire ordeal, Iofi had an audience. And now, they were all ready for their turn!

Risu’s Hell

“Whoa! What the-?!”

Risu was left stunned as she entered a cavern that housed a forest! But how could a forest grow underground? That was the question that initially rushed through Risu’s head. She got her answer when she noticed some strange glowing mushrooms growing at the base of one of the trees. These mushrooms were called glowcaps. They were a type of magical mushroom that produced artificial sunlight. She recognised them from the forest she had grown up in. With these mushrooms and a water source, Risu supposed that it would be possible to grow a forest deep underground.

With that mystery solved, Risu began exploring this natural wonder. It was eery, walking through the subterranean woodland. There was no wind to make the leaves rustle. No birds to break the silence with their songs. The plants were full of life and yet the forest was lacking life. This dichotomy unnerved Risu. She decided to turn back and return to the mines. Just as she was about to do just that, a familiar scent wafted up her nostrils. Her fluffy tail shot upwards, becoming completely straight as she began sniffing her surroundings. This fate aroma… could it be?

“*gasp* Nuts!”

Risu could recognise the scent of nuts anywhere! She was a squirrel after all. It was only natural that she had a sharpened sense for this kind of thing!

Completely overcoming her distaste for this place, Risu scampered off in the direction that the scent was coming from. She was hungry after all that mining and had already eaten her emergency nut supply that she had brought from home.

The giddy squirrel girl weaved between the trees and bushes, eyes darting about in search of the source of that wonderous smell. She soon skidded to a halt as her eyes landed upon a most wonderful bounty! A large tree stood before her, and within its boughs grew countless nuts!

Already salivating, Risu dashed towards the tree. Reaching its base, she scampered up its trunk, quickly reached the branches where her desired feast awaited her. She grabbed two handfuls of nuts before stuffing them all into her mouth. With two puffy cheeks, she happily began munching on the crunchy yummies. These were some of the best nuts Risu had ever tasted! Did growing underground effect the flavour somehow?

Risu continued gorging herself on nuts. She was so distracted that she failed to notice the danger she was in. The tree that Risu had perched herself in was no ordinary tree. It was a type of monster known as a treant. Disguising itself as an ordinary tree, the monster lures in prey with the nuts it grows.

The sentient tree observed the creature that had settled into its branches. It had been centuries since it last caught something. While the treant was tempted to just devour Risu, it ultimately settled on a more… fruitful use for the girl. The treant’s branches began to slowly weave through the air, drawing closer and closer to Risu’s body. Risu was still snacking on the treant’s nuts, blissfully unaware of the fate that awaited her.

“Huh?! What the- HEY!”

Risu was startled out of her feasting by a pair of branches coiling around her wrists, snapping tightly around them. Risu attempted to struggle free but was suddenly dragged back towards a particularly large branch. Her back was slammed against it, knocking the wind out of the girl. More branches made their move, weaving around her legs and tail, securing them in place. Risu was now completely restrained and at the treant’s mercy!

More branches emerged, these ones having a different purpose. They weaved beneath Risu’s clothes, roaming along her soft skin. Risu’s body stiffened. The bark of the branches was rough, creating an unpleasant sensation as they slithered about her body. Her discomfort turned into alarm as the branches began pulling away from her body, tearing apart her clothes in the process!

“N-No! Stop! I’m sorry for eating your nuts!”

Risu begged for forgiveness, but the treant did not bestow her with any. What was there to forgive? After all, Risu was about to help the treant fulfil its greatest wish!

Now reduced to just a pink bra and panties, Rosu shivered as the tendril like branches returned to her body. One of them slipped under the gore of her bra, tearing it apart which caused the cups of the garment to fall away from Risu’s chest. Two more branches curled around Risu’s breasts, squeezing the modest orbs of flesh, causing the squirrel to wince.

“Ah?! N-No!”

Risu let out another plea as she watched the branches approach her panties. Two slipped under the sides of the thin fabric’s waistband, sawing back and forth until the pink garment fell apart, fluttering down to the grassy forest floor. Now completely naked, the treant could begin using Risu for her new purpose.

Another branch emerged, this one looking different from the others. Its tip looked somewhat phallic looking. Its visage immediately made Risu think of a penis. And when she saw the branch moving towards her exposed pussy, she realised that a penis is exactly what it was!

“No! Please don’t!” she begged, her pleas once again falling on deaf ears as the treant’s penis branch was shoved up her pussy.

Risu screamed as her tight birth canal was forced apart by the thick piece of wood. Its rough bark bristled against her soft sensitive walls, causing the squirrel to writhe in discomfort. A yelp then escaped her lips as the tip of the branch jabbed into her cervix, weakening the gateway to her womb.

The treant began pumping the branch in and out of Risu’s pussy. Tears flowed down her cheeks, the idol worried that her sex would be ruined by this rough treatment. She continued begging for mercy, her whines starting to annoy the tree. Another branch soon emerged, this one also sporting an unusual tip. It was forced into Risu’s mouth before pumping some kind of sap down her throat. This syrup was full of all the nutrients Risu would need to serve her new role.

As the treant continued fucking Risu, other branches delicately probed her body, tracing along her soft flesh, tickling the already overstimulated Risu. She was perfect… Her body was exactly what the treant had been looking for. Risu’s soft, fertile flesh would make for the perfect soil for the treant to sow its seed. She would be his seedbed, and he’ll never let her go!

“Gah?!”

Risu gasped for air as the sap branch was abruptly yanked out of her mouth. Her stomach felt full, too full. Her pussy was in agony, being fucked red raw by the rough piece of wood. There was nothing Risu could do to save herself. As the treant prepared to ejaculate, Risu prayed that one of her friends would come to her aid.

With one final thrust, the treant let loose a torrent of thick tree sap into Risu’s womb. This sap was different from the kind that he had fed her. This sap was full of seeds that would attach themselves to the lining of Risu’s womb and grow into treant saplings. Their roots would dig into her flesh, absorbing nutrients from Risu until they were ready to be born. The father treant would keep Risu well fed so that her body in turn could feed his children. An endless cycle of germination and parturition was about to begin!

These depraved depths have now claimed three of the nine unfortunate souls that had wandered in. As they each suffered their respective fates, they all prayed for their comrades to come to their aid. Alas, not only were their kouhais oblivious to their senpais’ predicaments, but each of them would also soon be met with their own personal hell!

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Ollie’s Hell

“Hello? Guys? Where did you go?”

Ollie called out into the dark depths, the only response being her own voice echoing back. On her back was a bag full of the ore she had mined. In her left hand was a lantern, her sole source of light, and in her right was a pickaxe, broken from overuse. It was only after said pickaxe broke and Ollie asked Kaela to hand her a spare did she realise that the blacksmith, as well as the rest of the group, weren’t there. Now Ollie was left wandering the depths alone, hoping to eventually run into the others.

“Hah… The others will never let me live this down…”

As Ollie visualised her fellow idols mocking her for getting lost, she picked up the sound of movement coming from behind her. Spinning around in excitement, Ollie spotted a couple small figures moving in the darkness. Assuming them to be some of her shorter companions, she called out to them.

“Yoohoo! Kobo! Anya! Over here!”

Ollie’s excitement quickly fizzled out when the number of silhouettes increased, along with the added presence of unnerving guttural growls coming from the figures. The figures drew close, soon stepping into the light of Ollie’s lantern. The zombie dropped both it and the broken tool to the ground as she gasped upon learning the identities of her company.

“Goblins!”

At least a dozen goblins stood before the undead idol. Ugly creatures, drool dripping from their gaping maws as they eyed up the lone girl before them. They spoke in some kind of goblin language. Ollie couldn’t understand a single word they said, but she knew whatever they were discussing probably wasn’t good for her.

Dropping the bag of ore to the ground, Ollie drew her sword from her skull, readying for battle. One of the goblins let out a battle cry before charging forward, axe in hand. He swiped for Ollie, who deftly dodged the attack before countering with one of her own. With a single cleave of her blade, it sliced off the top of the goblin’s skull, his brains spilling out as his body fell lifelessly to the floor.

Another goblin moved in, armed with a pair of daggers, He lunged towards Ollie, who once again succeeded in avoiding harm. One swipe and the goblin was left howling as he clutched the stump where his left hand used to be. He fell to the ground, writhing in pain, an agony that was short lived as Ollie quickly plunged her sword into his heart, ending the goblin’s suffering, and his life.

“Heh… I could do this all day!”

Ollie spoke with a confidence that was well deserved. She truly could take on a hoard of goblins by herself quite easily. Alas, her overconfidence would be her undoing. As more goblins began to approach, Ollie reared her sword back for another swing. Unfortunately, Ollie had not paid close enough attention to her surroundings. Her sword clanged off the roof of the cave, the enclosed space proving to be a poor fit for Ollie’s weapon of choice.

Her trusty blade rolled across the floor, out of Ollie’s reach. She barely had time to let out an “oh fuck” as the goblins quickly surrounded her and made their move. They latched onto her arms and legs in an attempt to restrain her. Ollie swung her left arm, slamming the goblin clinging to it into the hard stone wall. It released its grip, slumping to the floor and falling into unconsciousness.

More goblins latched onto her body, weighing Ollie down and severely limited her movement. Her attention was then drawn to the sole goblin who had yet to lay claws upon her. Picking up the axe of the first goblin Ollie had slain; it eyed the idol with a malevolent gleam in his eyes. Ollie could do nothing as the goblin swung at her. His axe tore through her neck, decapitating the girl. Her head bounced along the floor, before coming to a stop a safe distance from the hoard. Normally such an injury would be instant death for a person, but for a zombie like Ollie, it was only a minor inconvenience.

“Geez! You jerks are going to pay for that!” Ollie whined as she struggled to get her head to sit upright.

Just as she succeeded in doing so, her ears picked up the sound of cloth being ripped. Ollie looked over at her body, which had fallen to its knees after losing her head. The goblins were tearing apart her dress, stripping her body bare.

“Oy! Knock it off! I’m warning you! Don’t make me come over there!”

Ollie’s threats fell on deaf ears as the goblins finished ripping off her bra and panties, leaving Ollie’s decapitated body completely nude. The goblins forced Ollie’s body down onto all fours, the apparent leader of the group approaching her from behind. He removed his loincloth, exposing his erect warty cock. Ollie gagged at the sight of it, her disgust quickly shifting to panic as she watched the goblin plant his hands on her buttocks, digging his nails into her soft flesh as he lined up his cock with her pussy.

“Hey! No! Don’t you do it!”

The goblin glanced over at her, flashing her a wicked grin before stabbing his cock into her cunt. Ollie screamed in anger as her precious body was defiled. She couldn’t feel the penetration due to not being connected to her body but just the idea of that disgusting organ being inside her pussy was agonising enough.

The goblin leader began fucking Ollie’s prone form with wild gusto, pumping in and out of her tight cunt. He was desperate to mould her tight sex into his shape, to leave his mark on the girl. The other goblins watched, shedding their loincloths and exposing their own bulbous members. One goblin approached the front of Ollie’s body, eyeing up her neck hole. Ollie looked on in horror as the goblin stuffed his cock down her oesophagus.

Ollie was now being spit-roasted by two goblins, and she could only sit there and watch. A part of her had to admit that the idea of her body being fucked while she watched as a severed head was pretty hot. She might have to try it with the boys sometime. But right now, she needed to find a way to stop these bastards from defiling her any further.

Ollie resumed yelling and screaming, calling the goblins every insult she could come up with. Two goblins grabbed Ollie’s hands, curling her fingers around their throbbing shafts and using her to jerk themselves off. Two other goblins moved underneath her body, latching their drooling mouths around Ollie’s tits, suckling hungrily on the small hills.

Despite the fun they were having with Ollie’s body, her constant yelling was starting to get on their nerves. The goblin leader paused his fucking of Ollie’s cunt to issue an order to two of the goblins who had been jerking themselves off while watching their brethren defile the zombie. The pair turned their attention to Ollie’s head, which was hopping up and down on the ground, yelling her lungs out, despite not currently being connected to said lungs.

The duo approached the girl, Ollie’s yelling ending abruptly as she gazed up at the menacing pair, her eyes locked on their girthy rods. Once again, Ollie barely had time to utter an “oh fuck” as one of the goblins picked her up. Ollie already knew what was coming as the goblin held her head in front of his dick. He slammed his cock past her lips, causing Ollie to gag as she was forced to take in his length. The goblin began face fucking the severed head, howling in ecstasy as his sensitive shaft slid back and forth along Ollie’s soft tongue.

As for his comrade, he decided to make use of Ollie’s other hole. He angled his cock for her neck hole, taking the plunge. The goblins thrusted into Ollie’s skull, their cocks meeting at the back of Ollie’s throat every time they thrusted into her. Ollie moaned into the cock stuffing her mouth, her pleas for mercy drowned out.

She cast her gaze over to her body, watching with alarm as the goblin leader reached his climax, pumping her womb full of goblin seed. The one fucking her neck followed suit, pumping his cum down Ollie’s gullet. One by one, the other goblins reached their own climaxes, painting Ollie’s rotting flesh white with their seed.

The only two left to cum where the ones skull fucking her. They fucked her with increasingly frantic thrusts, both eager to reach their climaxes. The goblin brothers soon let out a might victory howl as they came into Ollie’s head. Ollie felt her eyes roll into the back of her head as it was pumped full of goblin seed. The zombie idol drifted into unconsciousness as she watched the goblins begin to hack up her body into smaller pieces so that they could all have a part of her to play with.

Anya’s Hell

🎵Mmm-mm-hmmmm hmmmm, mmmm hmm hmmmm🎵

Anya was quietly humming to herself as she sat atop her bag of ore. Upon realising that she had gotten herself lost, Anya chose to remain where she was while she waited to be rescued. This wasn’t her first time getting lost, so she wasn’t too scared. She was confident her friends would come for her before long.

*yawn*

Anya tried to rub the oncoming sleep from her eyes to no avail. She had worked pretty hard mining all that ore. Perhaps she should get some shuteye while waiting to be rescued.

Letting out another yawn, Anya laid down on her large sack of minerals, trying to get herself comfortable. Upon finding that perfect comfy spot, Anya quickly began to doze off. However, just as she was drifting off into dreamland, she was yanked back to reality by a bloodcurdling noise.

*ScReEcH*

“Huh…? Wha…?”

Anya sat up, half dazed. She rubbed the haze out of her eyes as she surveyed her surroundings. Nothing appeared to be out of the ordinary. Had she imagined it?

*ScReEcH*

Anya sat up straight, any desire for sleep shocked out of her system. She hadn’t imagined it! There was something in these tunnels other than her and her friends. Something malicious…

Anya could now pick up a distinctive flapping sound coming from one of the tunnels. She hopped down onto her feet, cautiously approaching the tunnel where the sound was coming from. The flapping sound was growing clearer and louder as its source grew closer to Anya’s location.

“Is it a bat? Seems a bit too big…”

The creature suddenly came rushing past Anya. The force of its travel knocked her down onto the cave floor. Glancing upwards, Anya finally laid eyes on the creature that was circling her overhead. It certainly had some batlike qualities, such as its wings and claws. But its body was distinctly primate in nature. A forbidden cross between two species that proved that there was no god. Anya was immediately able to recognise the beast as one from Indonesian folklore.

“An ahool!”

The ahool flew about the cave, its eyes locked on Anya, as if it was sizing her up. Realising the danger she was almost certainly in, Anya hastily pulled herself to her feet and began to flea down the same tunnel the ahool had emerged from. The flying primate followed in pursuit, initiating a chase, although it wasn’t much of a chase, given the swiftness of the ahool’s flight and the stubbiness of Anya’s legs.

Closing in on its prey, the ahool wrapped its talons around Anya’s arms. The keris yelped as she was lifted into the air, the ahool carrying her off to who knows where. Anya naturally struggled against its grip, but the diminutive idol found herself powerless to resist. She was carried through the various winding passages of this underground labyrinth at frightening speeds, Anya comparing the experience to that of riding a rollercoaster.

Finally, her kidnapper’s speed slowed as it brought Anya into a large room. The walls were lined in some kind of hardened mucus. Its colour and texture reminded Anya of amber. Anya was torn from her appreciation of the cave wall’s beauty when she was suddenly spun around by the ahool. It slammed her back first into the wall, knocking the wind out of the living weapon. The ahool then hacked up some of that same mucus that Anya had been admiring, spitting it onto her left wrist. The mucus quickly hardened, pinning Anya’s left arm in place. The ahool repeated this action with Anya’s right wrist and both of her ankles. The idol was now firmly locked into the wall, with no chance of escape.

The ahool hovered a few feet from Anya, watching as she struggled to free herself. Tiring, Anya looked up at her captor, meeting its gaze. So, this was how she was going to go out. Being eaten by some flying monkey.

As the ahool prepared to lunge at its prey, Anya closed her eyes, bracing for the sweet release of death. Rather than her flesh being torn apart however, it was her clothes that were met with that fate. Anya reopened her eyes, stirring down at her exposed body, now clad in only a pair of adorable white panties. Anya returned her gaze to the ahool, her eyes widening upon seeing the creature’s grotesque cock emerge from its body. It was in this moment that Anya realised why the creature had brought her here. She wasn’t a meal; she was a mate!

Anya resumed her prior struggling, now more frantic as her fear of being raped by this thing far outstripped her fear of being eaten. The ahool attached itself to the wall, pinning Anya beneath its furry body. Anya squirmed as she felt the monster’s cock poking between her legs. Her panties were the only protection her precious pussy had from that pulsating organ.

Anya’s squirming intensified when the ahool managed to push aside the gusset of her panties. Her body shivered as the ahool’s slimy cockhead pressed against her puffy pussy lips. Said lips soon parted, exposing her entrance to the beast. Anya let out one last desperate plea for mercy before she found herself speared on the monster’s cock.

Anya’s screams echoed out throughout the tunnels as her pussy was stuffed full of bat cock. Anya felt like her sex would be torn apart, but as a living weapon, her body was quite durable. Her pussy would hold; despite the immense pain its owner felt.

The ahool began pistoning its cock in and out of Anya, widening her out, soon reaching her cervix. Only half of its length was sheathed inside her but that was more than enough for the ahool. The primate let out happy screeches as it fucked Anya, enjoying the way her warm pussy squeezed his shaft.

The pain Anya had initially felt soon faded, giving way to pleasure. Anya hated that she was deriving any form of gratification from this thing, but try as she might, she couldn’t suppress the carnal pleasures of her flesh. The once proud keris soon began to vocalise her begrudging enjoyment, the immense shame forcing her mind to shut down, reducing her to nothing more than a moaning cock sleeve for her new master to enjoy.

The beating Anya’s cervix suffered soon caused it to give way. A bolt of immense pleasure rocketed through her small form as the ahool’s cock plunged directly into her womb. Anya was pushed over the edge, cumming on the monster’s cock. Her already tight walls seized up, milking the beast’s shaft with an intense fervour.

The ahool gave Anya’s pussy one final series of powerful thrusts before beginning to empty his heavy balls into the dagger. Anya’s small womb, already half full of cock meat, was quickly pumped to the brim with the creature’s potent jizz. Her once flat stomach began to expand, bulging obscenely as Anya’s body did its best to contain the ahool’s spunk. His seed quickly surged into her tubes, each one containing an egg for the beast to conquer. Two ahool pups would now grow inside Anya, her durable body making for the perfect incubator for the ahool’s young.

Withdrawing from Anya’s well fucked pussy, the ahool hacked up another wad of mucus, spitting the substance between Anya’s legs. It quickly hardened around her pussy, ensuring none of his load could escape. Growing hungry, the ahool left to go find something to eat, leaving Anya attached to the wall, comatose with a swollen belly.

Reine’s Hell

Reine let out another sigh as she took a left, discovering yet another dead end.

“How many does this make now? Should’ve left a trail of breadcrumbs or something…”

As Reine turned back to retrace her steps, an unsettling groan echoed to her location. Reine froze in place, holding her breath as her eyes darted about. The silence felt heavy, almost suffocating.

Reine began to move, taking slow, calculated steps. She could hear her heart pounding in her ears. She felt like she was being watched, but from where? There was nothing in front of her or behind her.

Rationalising that her mind was beginning to play tricks on her, Reine performed some breathing exercises as she walked. Her heartbeat slowed to a somewhat more normal rate. She was starting to feel more relaxed, more secure.

“Ooooo…”

It was that noise again! It wasn’t her imagination! It was real!

Reine looked around frantically, trying to identify a potential source. It was then that the sound rung out a third time. Reine noticed that the sound was muffled, as if it was being filtered through something…

Reine screamed as she was suddenly yanked down towards the ground. Having fallen on her back, Reine propped herself up on her elbows. Her face paled upon seeing a putrid grey arm sticking out of the ground, bone-thin fingers latched around her left ankle. The ground began to part as a humanlike head forced itself out of the dirt. Reine knew on sight what it was. After all, she was close friends with one of its kind.

“A zombie!?”

It was indeed a zombie. Unlike Ollie however, this one had clearly long lost any form of sentience. It was nothing more than an animal, driven by instinct.

Rearing back her right leg, Reine kicked at the zombie, freeing herself from its grasp. With the zombie momentarily stunned, Reine attempted to pull herself up off the ground. She yelped as more zombified hands burst out of the ground, latching onto the struggling peafowl and forcing her back into the ground. The hands gripped her body and hair. Two of them had grabbed hold of Reine’s breasts, causing her to wince as they roughly squeezed her tender orbs.

One by one, the zombies began to rise from the ground. Reine’s eyes darted between the members of the undead cohort, the poor princess going into a panic. As the zombies gathered around her, Reine braced herself for death. One zombie reached for the collar of her dress, tearing both it and her bra from her body. Reine’s large breasts bounced free, her nipples growing erect from the cold cave air.

Feeling something prodding her cheek, Reine opened her eyes to see what it was. Her face became as white as a ghost as she saw a rotting penis staring back at her. It was then that Reine noticed that all of the zombies were sporting prominent erections, their undead cocks dripping with rotten green precum. These zombies weren’t driven by the kind of hunger that most zombies were influenced by. Their hunger was more… carnal.

Long ago, these endless tunnels were used by an ancient civilization to punish criminals. They would throw the wretches of their society into these depths, leaving them at the mercy of the monsters that inhabited these caverns. These zombies were originally some of those same criminals. In life, each of them had raped countless women. Their humanity has long since eroded away. Only their thirst for female flesh remained, and now they finally had a tasty meal to dine on!

Reine continued to struggle in vain as the zombies began to molest her. One leaned in, opening his toothless jaws wide before chomping down on her left tit, suckling on the juicy meat. Another proceeded to do the same with her right, both breasts now being feasted upon.

Reine felt her legs being pulled apart as one zombie crawled between them. He hooked his thumbs on her labia, pulling the soft folds apart and exposing her vaginal cavity to the hoard. Reine could only grimace as she watched the zombie lean in before his grotesque tongue darted inside. He began licking her soft walls, lapping up every drop of her royal nectar he could find.

The hands of the other zombie’s roamed Reine’s flesh. Her arms… her legs… her stomach… One zombie who was still underground pushed his hands up through the dirt and grabbed hold of Reine’s behind, proceeding to knead her cheeks like dough. With all this physical stimulation, it wasn’t long before Reine embarrassing began to cum. She squirted all over the zombie that was eating her out. The Lady of the Peafowl had never felt more humiliated in her life!

Pulling away from her, the cum-stained zombie began guiding his cock towards Reine’s now well-lubricated pussy. The exhausted Reine could only make a weak attempt at struggling before the zombie plunged his rotting phallus into her pussy. The zombie pumped in and out of her sex, widening out Reine’s tight tunnel. Pieces of rotting flesh broke off his cock, smearing into the peafowl’s pristine pussy walls, further defiling her.

Another zombie grabbed Reine by her head, trying to angle her mouth towards his own cock. She tried to fight but she only delayed the inevitable as the zombie forced his cock into her mouth. Reine gagged on the putrid organ, its taste polluting her mouth as it began sliding back and forth along her tongue.

A third zombie planted himself down atop her stomach. Pushing away the two who had been nomming on her tits, the zombie grabbed hold of the tender melons and pressed them against his cold, throbbing shaft. He began to fuck Reine’s breasts, digging his nails into her soft flesh as he fucked them with intense vigour.

As three zombies fucked her body, the others made use of whatever other parts of Reine they could reach. Some tangled her luscious hair around their cocks; others simply rubbed their members against her supple skin. Despite her disgust over her current ordeal, Reine couldn’t deny the feelings of pleasure she was feeling. Her first orgasm had left her head swimming, and it was only a matter of time until she reached her second. How could being raped by these disgusting creatures feel so good?

The tunnel was filled with the sounds of moaning zombies and disgusting copulation. Try as she might, Reine was unable to resist the heat building within her loins. She cried out into the cock that filled her mouth as she came again, her pussy embracing the rotten appendage plugging it up.

One by one, the zombies began to cum. Reine was forced to swallow the revoltingly thick load of undead semen from the zombie fucking her mouth as her face was painted in the cum of the zombie fucking her chest. Expired spunk rained down all over every inch of the once beautiful princess, sullying her gorgeous appearance.

The last zombie to cum was the one fucking her pussy. Giving the peafowl one final series of thrusts, he sheathed his revolting phallus deep inside her before letting loose his putrid load, pumping her untouched womb to the brim. In the back of her mind, Reine recalled that she was ovulating today. Realising that her royal bloodline would now be tainted by the genes of this rotting rapist was the final nail in the coffin for Reine’s humiliation.

As the zombies withdrew their cocks, more emerged from the ground to take their place. Reine didn’t resist as one of them plunged into her pussy. The broken princess merely smiled, reaching up for two of the cocks as she began to stroke them off. Somewhere in the ruins of her mind, her body arrived at the conclusion that if she satisfied them all, then Reine could escape. Considering these zombies had gone over a thousand years without a woman however, Reine would have a long road ahead of her!