The Feast

by Rowan Bree

  “Sick little bastards, aren’t they?” the prince chuckles.

  He doesn’t let you go until every last drop has left you. The imp loses interest when there is no more to drink.

  Finally the prince lets you go. You stand shakily letting your dress fall back into place. You can feel a bit of wetness run in rivulets down your legs. You feel slimy from the imp’s spit and ashamed at what you were forced to do.

  The prince takes you back to Vale.

  “Where are your manners?” Vale asks you when he sees your flushed cheeks and the wetness down your legs. He tells you to properly thank the prince.

  “Thank you,” you mutter.

  “Master,” Vale corrects.

  “Thank you, master,” you repeat in a sullen tone.

  Vale waits until the prince is gone before scolding you. “It looks like you’re bad attitude is incurable. You’ll need to be trained.”

  “Training?” you ask.

  Vale laughs cruelly. “My mages have promised to make a proper slave out of you. They’ve picked out some monsters especially just to break you tonight. But don’t worry, they’ll make sure you’re nice and stretched before they let the monsters have you.”

  Before you can protest you find yourself flanked by mages. They look at you hungrily, no doubt eager to start your training.

  Go with them.

  Fight them.

  Run.

  This option’s always a crapshoot, but you run from the mages, pushing aside guests as you sprint for the door. Everyone is too startled to try and stop you, even as Vale shouts for your capture.

  You duck through the curtained archway and head for the staircase. You trip halfway down and tumble the rest of the way to the next landing. You can’t exactly remember which way Vale took you through the castle but you think the exit’s at the end of this hallway. You sprint ahead blindly, not waiting for the mages to catch up.

  The hallway ends in a T, forcing you to make a choice. To the right is a steep, narrow staircase leading further into the castle. To the left you can see the beginning of the grand staircase that you know leads out to the castle’s main doors. There is something else there too—a demonic creature with long, spindly limbs and needle sharp teeth.

  Go right, deeper into the castle.

  Go left to the grand staircase and the spindly creature.

  You don’t think you’d make it past the creature. You go right, deeper into the castle. It’s not long before you reach a door leading out of the castle. You hear distant screams in the air. It seems the city has been besieged by Vale’s infernal monsters. You can’t help but think it’s your fault, even though Vale took you by force to complete the ritual.

  You run across the castle courtyard to hide behind the guards’ barracks. Your lungs burn with each breath and you stop to rest. It’s while you are resting that you feel a sharp pain in your neck. Your fingers come away with blood. It feels like you were bitten by something. As you pitch forward you see a spider drop from your shoulder. After all of this, is a spider bite really how you’re going to die?

  Epilogue.

  The grand staircase is just past the creature. If you can catch it by surprise you might have a chance. You sprint leftwards directly into the path of the creature, swerving at the last moment to escape its outstretched fingers.

  You slide down the grand staircase and run out into the night. Your lungs burn so you take refuge behind the guards’ barracks to catch your breath. You hear distant screams in the air. It seems the city has been besieged by Vale’s infernal monsters. You can’t help but think it’s your fault, even though Vale took you by force to complete the ritual.

  You feel something wet drip onto your shoulder and look up. Crouched on the building above you is the spindly demonic creature. Its rows of sharp teeth drip saliva down onto you. Its eyes are black voids.

  The creature crawls down the side of the building with alarming speed. You try to escape but it’s far too late. The creature lands on your back and you fall to the cobblestones. It tears at your dress with bony fingers, making easy work of the fabric and scratching your tender skin. Its drool drips down into the cuts making them sting.

  You can feel its member hard as iron poking your thighs and ass. It is as long and thin as the rest of the creature and when it slips inside you, you can feel it pushing against your cervix.

  At the same time, a long tongue laps at the cuts on your back, the stinging getting worse before dissolving into a tingling feeling. You think the creature’s spit must be poisoned.

  The creature fucks you roughly, the flash of pain at the end of each thrust only making it harder for you to fight. You feel like you’re going crazy as you writhe underneath the beast.

  You can feel its cum flowing inside you, then outside across your back and ass as the creature pulls out. It rubs its cock against your sticky body, its thrusts slowing until it has had enough. Your vision starts to fade as the creature’s poison overwhelms you. You are left there vulnerable to anyone, or anything, that happens upon you.

  Epilogue.

  You try to fight the mages but there are too many of them. They grab you and stuff a rag into your mouth. None of the guests seem to care as they carry you away from the party kicking and struggling.

  They bring you to a room with a cage in the center, big enough for a minotaur to stand upright. The rest of the room is empty. Two of them hold you while the other two undress. No matter how you struggle their grip never falters.

  The two undressed mages are upon you as soon as their robes hit the floor. They push you to the ground, one of them straddling your chest while the other pulls your legs apart. The one on your chest grabs your jaw forcing it open. You spit when he tries to shove his cock in and he slaps you hard. Still you refuse.

  The mage between your legs shoves his tongue inside your pussy. You gasp, giving the other one a chance to stick his cock inside your mouth. You moan around his cock as the other mage tongues your pussy. You buck your hips against his face trying to make him stop but it only encourages him. Your writhing makes you gag on the cock in your mouth.

  Your hands are filled with cocks as the two other mages rejoin you. They force you to stroke them as you’re throat fucked and tongued. You shudder as you come and feel the tongue replaced by a thick cock. It rubs against your opening testing your eagerness to be filled, then plunges in deep filling you up in one thrust.

  The mage straddling your chest cums on your face, strings of it falling into your open mouth as you take gasping breaths. The mage fucking you pulls you up to sitting while one of the mages you were stroking sidles up behind you. He pushes into your tight ass, meeting resistance almost immediately. But he keeps trying until your hole gives way to his cock. You moan lewdly as you are filled in both holes, sandwiched between the two mages.

  You aren’t sure how long they fuck you, or how many of them get turns in each of your holes, but when you are done you are dazed and covered in cum. Your whole body is receptive and willing to be used however they please.

  Continue.

  You hear the clack of claws on stone and look over to see one of the mages leading what looks like a massive hound on a leash. You realize that at some point you’ve been placed inside the cage. The mage leads the hound into the cage and unhooks the leash from its neck, then quickly closes the door. You back away into the corner, fresh fear making you tremble. Is this one of the monsters Vale talked about training you with?

  As you watch the hound it slowly transforms into the shape of a man. The man approaches you cautiously, as if afraid you will strike out. When he gets too close you kick at him to keep him away. In an instant his expression changes from caution to rage. He leaps at you, wrapping his arms around your body restricting your movements. The human form of the shape shifter has a wiry, savage strength.

  You struggle underneath him fighting to keep from being violated, and almost get away once using the bars of the cage to
pull yourself up. But he drags you back down again, putting his full weight on your back to keep you underneath him.

  He forces himself inside you, his cock too long to fit all the way. He tries to push it in further against the resistance of your body. You can feel your stomach bulging where he can go no further, and then an odd feeling of pressure as his cock slips against something deep inside of you. The feeling sends tingles through your body like nothing you’ve ever felt before.

  You let out a low, deep moan and the shape shifter moves his hips the same way again, the tip of his cock brushing against that new part of you and making the pressure build more. You can feel yourself drenching his cock in your juices. You grind back against him, craving that deep feeling of pleasure.

  You pant and moan like an animal as the shape shifter moves on top of you. Your body is covered in sweat and you can feel the delicious building, building, building of pressure and then your body is tingling all over, vibrating as it never has before. You feel release from your head to your toes, coming in waves and patterns through your nerves. You don’t think you’ve ever felt this before.

  As the vibrations settle you feel a change in the shape shifter. He is no longer bearing his weight on you, and it feels like there is a bulge at the base of his cock where there wasn’t one before. You try to slide his cock out of you, but it gets stuck around the bulge. You hear canine panting. You are too scared to look over your shoulder.

  Every time you shift you feel a small aftershock of your deep orgasm, even knowing that the shape shifter is no longer human. Finally you feel a tugging and a pop as the shape shifter pulls out, followed by a warm flow of liquid from inside you.

  One of the mages comes to the door. You pray he has come to take the creature from the cage. Instead he opens the cage and tosses something in. It is deformed and goblin-like, but with too many limbs. You are too weak to fight it off and there is nowhere to run.

  It’s muggy warmth makes your skin crawl as it humps against you, its many arms clinging to you. You feel fangs sink into the skin of your neck and a tingling feeling flow downwards through your body as the spider-goblin’s venom paralyzes you. You can’t move but you can still feel as the creature’s slimy appendage pushes against your opening, its flat head failing to penetrate and instead bumping against your clit. You moan weakly.

  It thrusts again and again, still failing to squeeze inside of you. Your body grows hot, preparing to be bred. The creature seems to sense this change in you and pauses to properly line up for one last thrust. You can feel its large member pushing you open, your pussy actually inviting the infernal appendage inside you inch by inch. The creature chitters as it enjoys the feeling of your warmth.

  You will your body to move, but the spider-goblin’s poison is far too strong. You can only lie there as the creature breeds you.

  The creature’s cock pulses and you brace for the feeling of its cum pumping inside you. Instead, you feel more rhythmic pulses and then an odd heavy feeling like a weight has been placed inside you. Then another, and another. Eggs, you think with horror as the spider-goblin’s ovipositor slides out of you.

  The next thing you feel is another appendage pushing its way between your legs. This one has a more bulbous, tapered tip that slides into you with little resistance. Your body quivers uncontrollably as you feel the orbs shift inside you to make room for the new violation. The creature thrusts hard and fast, and instinctively you know what is happening. It is going to fertilize the eggs it just filled you with. And there is nothing you can do.

  You come as the creature fucks you, silent tears streaming down your face from the intensity. Everything below the waist feels warm, sticky, melted. The spider-goblin finishes and leaves you with its fertilized eggs sitting inside you.

  Just when you think it’s over, the shape shifter comes back for seconds. You feel his wet snout against your butt cheeks as he licks at the spider-goblin’s slime. You try to move but your body is still paralyzed. His cock bumps the eggs that are already inside you, causing them to shift and stimulate different parts of you all at once.

  The paralyzing poison overwhelms your senses making your vision blur. The shifter cums all over the eggs inside you, this time causing a cascade of them to plop out when he pulls out of you. You lie in the filth, unable to move. Surely there is nothing worse the mages can do to you now.

  Epilogue.

  You are tired of fighting, and in any case there are too many of them. You quietly submit to Vale’s training. He looks pleased as the mages take you away.

  They bring you to a room with a cage in the center, big enough for a minotaur to stand upright. The rest of the room is empty. Two of them undress you while the other two take off their robes. You don’t fight them as they slip your dress over your head and pull down your panties.

  The two undressed mages are upon you as soon as their robes hit the floor. They guide you to the ground, one of them straddling your chest while the other pulls your legs apart. The one on your chest pushes his cock against your lips. You open your mouth to let it in, knowing that fighting would only get you punished.

  The mage between your legs shoves his tongue inside your pussy. You gasp, giving the other one a chance to push his cock down your throat. You moan around his cock as the other mage tongues your pussy. Your hips involuntarily move against his face.

  Your hands are filled with cocks as the two other mages rejoin you. They force you to stroke them as you’re throat fucked and tongued. You shudder as you come and feel the tongue replaced by a thick cock. It rubs against your opening testing your eagerness to be filled, then plunges in deep filling you up in one thrust.

  The mage straddling your chest cums on your face, strings of it falling into your open mouth as you take gasping breaths. The mage fucking you pulls you up to sitting while one of the mages you were stroking sidles up behind you. He pushes into your tight ass, meeting no resistance as your hole gives way to his cock. You keep quiet as you are filled in both holes, sandwiched between the two mages, suffering silently their degradation like a submissive slave should.

  You aren’t sure how long they fuck you, or how many of them get turns in each of your holes, but when you are done you are dazed and covered in cum. Your whole body is receptive and willing to be used however they please.

  Continue.

  You hear the clack of claws on stone and look over to see one of the mages leading what looks like a massive hound on a leash. You realize that at some point you’ve been placed inside the cage. The mage leads the hound into the cage and unhooks the leash from its neck, then quickly closes the door. Is this one of the monsters Vale talked about training you with?

  As you watch the hound it slowly transforms into the shape of a man. The man approaches you cautiously, as if afraid you will strike out. When you don’t, he grows more confident. He wraps his arms around your body and you can feel the wiry, savage strength in his human form. But he does not need to use it on you.

  You lie on your stomach and wait for him to do what he will. He pushes himself inside you, his cock too long to fit all the way. He tries to push it in further against the resistance of your body. You can feel your stomach bulging where he can go no further, and then an odd feeling of pressure as his cock slips against something deep inside of you. The feeling sends tingles through your body like nothing you’ve ever felt before.

  You let out a low, deep moan and the shape shifter moves his hips the same way again, the tip of his cock brushing against that new part of you and making the pressure build more. You can feel yourself drenching his cock in your juices. You grind back against him, craving that deep feeling of pleasure.

  You pant and moan like an animal as the shape shifter moves on top of you. Your body is covered in sweat and you can feel the delicious building, building, building of pressure and then your body is tingling all over, vibrating as it never has before. You feel release from your head to your toes, coming in waves and patterns t
hrough your nerves. You don’t think you’ve ever felt this before.

  As the vibrations settle you feel a change in the shape shifter. He is no longer bearing his weight on you, and it feels like there is a bulge at the base of his cock where there wasn’t one before. You try to slide his cock out of you, but it gets stuck around the bulge. You hear canine panting. You are too scared to look over your shoulder.

  Every time you shift you feel a small aftershock of your deep orgasm, even knowing that the shape shifter is no longer human. Finally you feel a tugging and a pop as the shape shifter pulls out, followed by a warm flow of liquid from inside you.

  One of the mages comes to the door. He opens the cage and tosses something in. It is deformed and goblin-like, but with too many limbs. You quietly accept the new monster with resignation.

  It’s muggy warmth makes your skin crawl as it humps against you, its many arms clinging to you. You feel fangs sink into the skin of your neck and a tingling feeling flow downwards through your body as the spider-goblin’s venom paralyzes you. You can’t move but you can still feel as the creature’s slimy appendage pushes against your opening, its flat head failing to penetrate and instead bumping against your clit. You moan weakly.

  It thrusts again and again, still failing to squeeze inside of you. Your body grows hot, preparing to be bred. The creature seems to sense this change in you and pauses to properly line up for one last thrust. You can feel its large member pushing you open, your pussy actually inviting the infernal appendage inside you inch by inch. The creature chitters as it enjoys the feeling of your warmth.