The Feast

by Rowan Bree

  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. 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.

  “It’s nothing,” you tell him. You don’t care what he asks of you. It gives you pleasure to serve your new master.

  Vale smiles and goes back to stroking you until you come. He stands and undoes the silver clasps of his robe, letting the garment fall to the floor. You can see the outline of each muscle on his thin frame. He is hairless all the way down to his long cock. You yearn to feel it inside you.

  “It’s time,” Vale says, his voice coming out growly. His violet eyes flash red and a dark mist starts to fill the room. The Old Ones are here, you think. They are giving Vale the power to complete the ritual with you.

  Vale pulls you to the edge of the bed and positions his cock against your pussy. He no longer needs to be careful not to touch you, not now that the Old Ones have possession of his body. You savor the feeling of his naked skin against yours, gasping as he thrusts into you. Your mind floods with images of burning landscapes and bottomless pits, and through the dark mist you can see Vale’s sweaty face above yours, his brow furrowed in concentration as he makes you his.

  At some point you black out, your body unable to handle the demands of the ritual. Your fever dreams are filled with visions of the netherworld. It all feels so real, Vale’s endless thrusting and the sound of your cries as he makes you come over and over again. Above you in the sky circle winged beasts with horns. They are waiting for the portal to be opened between their realm and yours.

  Awaken.

  You stand beside Vale in a room filled with nobles and Dorian mages. They have left the feast in the great hall to attend the Order’s private party upstairs. Many of the nobles are in various states of undress, occupying themselves with the shackled slaves both human and demonic that are apparently here for their entertainment. Vale has told you of the changes that the ritual brought to the capital but this is the first time you have seen them up close. When the portal to the Old Ones’ realm was opened, it allowed the creatures from there to flood into this world. Vale assures you they are not a danger to you and you trust him.

  Red candles are placed on different surfaces and in sconces, and an open space has been cleared in the middle of the room. A circular symbol is carved into the stone floor. The nobles do not seem perturbed by the overt dark magic. If anything, they seem to enjoy the company of their demonic companions.

  “This night is for you to enjoy, dear kitten,” Vale murmurs in your ear. “You are here to give pleasure and receive it, which I know you have a special talent for. Just remember that you are property and your free will only extends so far. But I’m sure with your disposition it won’t be a problem.”

  He nods at a handsome man with curly dark hair who nods back. In his hand is a leash, at the end of which is an imp. Vale introduces the man as he approaches, the little red creature loping along behind him.

  “This is the prince of Ollvyn,” Vale says. “He has already pledged his lands to the Order and has been helping me sway others to do the same.”

  The curly-haired man bows and kisses your hand. “Vale didn’t tell me he was bringing a date.”

  “She is the king’s gift,” Vale tells him.

  The prince’s demeanor shifts. You can see a predatory glint in his eye.

  “May I?” he asks Vale.

  “She’s all yours,” Vale replies.

  Go with the prince.

  Tell Vale you want to stay with him.

  You go with the prince, who takes you to a quiet alcove away from the crowd. The imp keeps trying to sneak a peek up your dress. The prince yanks the leash hard making him heel.

  “I apologize for my pet’s terrible manners,” he says. “But he hasn’t had a thing to drink all night and gets cranky when he’s thirsty.”

  The prince takes a seat and pulls you down on to his lap. He lifts up your dress and hooks your legs around the outside of his.

  “I’m sure you won’t mind indulging him.”

  He tickles you through your panties as the imp watches eagerly. The creature’s little cock has gone hard. You wonder what the prince intends to let the imp do to you.

  The prince continues to tease you, tickling that sensitive place just below your clit. You start to get the urge to go to the bathroom. You try to shift so that his fingers don’t touch you there. But he only holds you tighter. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

  “It’s all right,” he murmurs in your ear. “You don’t have to hold it. My pet will catch every drop.”

  Your panties cling to your pussy. The urge to wet yourself is maddening. You can also feel yourself about to come. But you know one can’t happen without the other.

  You fight with all your might against the growing urgency. You beg the prince to let you go. He slips your panties aside to expose your quivering pussy. The imp waits with his mouth open.

  Keep holding it.

  Let go.

  You try as hard as you can to hold it. Your muscles tense and sweat beads your skin. You have never been so desperate to come in your whole life, but you mustn’t if you want to keep from humiliating yourself.

  You can’t hold it any longer. You moan as the warm liquid pours out of you. The imp scampers forward to lap at your pussy, trying to catch every drop that dribbles from between your legs. You writhe in the prince’s grip, ashamed at the feeling of the imp’s long tongue slurping at you. It massages your clit making you come even as the piss keeps flowing.

  “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.

  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 say quietly.

  “Master,” Vale corrects.

  “Thank you, master,” you repeat. The words send a thrill up your spine. The prince and his imp degraded you and you liked it. You wonder who else will come to use you tonight.

  Vale takes your hand in his gloved one and leads you away. A couple guests reach out to grope you as you pass them. You stop to oblige them, Vale watching you hungrily the whole time.

  “It seems you’re
adjusting well to this new world,” Vale says. “But even the best slaves need to be trained. I want you to go with my mages. They’ve picked out some monsters for your special training.”

  “Tonight?” you ask. You thought you would spend the night at Vale’s party.

  “There’s no need to delay,” Vale replies. “The sooner you learn how to handle the needs of the various creatures that now roam our world, the more useful you will be to me. You do want to be useful to me, don’t you kitten?”

  Yes, you will train with the monsters.

  No, but you will do anything else he asks.

  You can’t hold it any longer.

  You moan as the warm liquid shoots out of straight into the open mouth of the imp. You feel indescribable relief but also intense shame as the creature catches every drop. The prince rubs your clit making you come even as the piss keeps flowing.

  “Sick little bastards, aren’t they?” he 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.

  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 say quietly.

  “Master,” Vale corrects.

  “Thank you, master,” you repeat. The words send a thrill up your spine. Nothing pleases you more than absolute submission.

  Vale takes your hand in his gloved one and leads you away. A couple guests reach out to grope you as you pass them. You stop to oblige them, Vale watching you hungrily the whole time.

  “It seems you’re adjusting well to this new world,” Vale says. “But even the best slaves need to be trained. I want you to go with my mages. They’ve picked out some monsters for your special training.”

  “Tonight?” you ask. You thought you would spend the night at Vale’s party.

  “There’s no need to delay,” Vale replies. “The sooner you learn how to handle the needs of the various creatures that now roam our world, the more useful you will be to me. You do want to be useful to me, don’t you kitten?”

  Yes, you will train with the monsters.

  No, but you will do anything else he asks.

  You agree to train with his monsters. Vale looks immensely pleased. He signals for a group of mages to take you for your training. There are four of them, all dressed in the black robes of the Order.

  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 help them slip your dress over your head and remove 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.

  The mage between your legs slides his tongue inside your pussy. You relax your throat to let the other push his cock in. You moan around his cock as the other mage tongues your pussy. Your hips move against his face as you suck the other eagerly.

  The other two mages rejoin you. You reach out for their cocks 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 stick out your tongue to lick it up. 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 cry out as you are filled in both holes, sandwiched between the two mages, enjoying 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 eager for what’s next.

  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 invite him to mount you. 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 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 don’t need to look over your shoulder to know what’s happened.

  Every time you shift you feel a small aftershock of your deep orgasm. Knowing that the shape shifter is no longer human gives you an extra thrill. 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 wait for the new monster to have its way with you.

  It humps you, its many arms clinging tightly 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 inviting the appendage inside you inch by inch. The creature chitters as it enjoys the feeling of your warmth.

  The creature’s cock pulses and you wait 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 deviant pleasure 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 t
hat 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 of pleasure. 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. 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. You think you’re going to like this new world.

  Epilogue.

  You tell Vale you’ll do anything he wants, but you can’t train with the monsters. As soon as the words leave your mouth you find yourself flanked on all sides by a group of four mages in the black robes of the Order. Submitting to training wasn’t your choice after all.