Somewhere deep in the forest where the one main road leads to the city, there was a road block of some kind that was put there unintentionally. Sitting in the middle of the road were two large creatures in the form of giant females, being bigger than a wagon full of mead. If they wanted to, they could pull that waging with just an index finger as easy as towing a poodle. They were monster girls, straight from the wild, and were enormous. If Patrick saw them right now, he would be thinking they're taller than the Holtaurus.
In fact, one of them resembled a holtaurus only more buffed, with hot chiseled abs scaling all over her slim abdomen. It was a Minotaur, a ferioucs beast breed who swung around a giant mace as its weapon and had bull horns and long golden rings in her ears. She was super strong as she picked up a boulder the size of a couch and easily tossed it into a nearby pond, making a big splash and crushing all the fish inside.
"See! I can toss farther and harder than you!" she barked with a laugh. Sitting across from her was a female of equal size and just as buff, albeit a little budgy across the arms and thighs if not her breast in a cute way. She had folded pig ears and was covered in leather, and had this upturned tooth protruding from the bottom of her lips like upside down fangs. She laughed as if a child made a terrible joke, "Ha! That ain't nothing. Watch this!" She picked up an even bigger boulder, also just as easy, and she tossed it with a single throw. It travelled several inches farther from the first rock, killing just a bit more fishes. She was an Orc and seemed to like how the Minotaur was fuming with envy and jealousy.
The Minotaur snorted, suddenly picking up a man from the side of her giant log she just smashed open with her mace not too long ago. The man she held was one of the knights and adventuring squads sent to dispatch the 'demons on the road'. He looked like he got a brutal beating, almost like a crushed pop can, and the minotaur yanked his lower armor off to expose his rod for everyone to see.
"Oh yeah, well I can get him harder and rock solid with my fingers, see!" The Minotaur, who towered this man twice his size, proceeded to grab his family jewels and roughly yanked on them. He felt more pain than pleasure as he felt his sensitive regions being tugs brutally, and somehow it stimulated him to become harder. The giant girl's fingers were also coarse, so it scraped his fragile skin to start bleeding a big. Soon, she had his rod standing up hard and ready to shoot, if not bleeding. "See, he's nice and ready!"
"Pfft, as if that little twig can get someone knocked up!" the Orc laughed, and the Minotaur scowled. She almost crushed the poor man in her vice as she rattled him around like a doll, "Oh yeah! I bet you five skulls that this stud can breed a girl in one shot! "You're on, cow bitch!" the Orc laughed. The pig-like giant scoured her surroundings, looking for something close to a female. She found a cleric who tricked to crawl away but was spotted and picked her up. The Cleric kicked and scream as the Orc ripped off her skirt and panties, to expose her lower half bare. "Oh come on, you need to be nice and wet to see if this guy and breed you or not! For science!" the Orc laughed. With her one hand, the Cleric could fit in her palms and she held the girl up while she kicked and scream. The pig woman reached down to pick up a wizard's staff from a dead man's hands, gave it a lick as if a thread and aimed it towards the Cleric's lower lips as if about to put a thread into the spool, "In ya go!"
And the thread passed the needle hoop. The Cleric screamed feeling a foreign object shoved into her love entrance and having her chaste hymen broken at the same time. She burst into tears, but suddenly let out loud painful moans at the Orc started to prod her canal with the wizard's staff. it was hard and course, so it cut up her insides to make her bleed more than her hymen. She cried and moaned, not sure what to do but let them do as they please. She didn't want to be raped, and being crushed to death wasn't the way she wanted to go.
"Okay, she's nice and wet!" the Orc cried out, stabbing the staff deep enough to make the Cleric burst her spring water. The knight who lost his pants and roughly molested couldn't helpt but get super hard, but he remembered he was held captive by the Minotaur and Orc's wicked game. "Okay, breeding time!"
The two monster girls slammed the Cleric and the Knight together with wicked smiles. They two hostages immediately screamed when their sex connected like a plug in a socket. The woman priest was shaking in ecstacy, while the man was reeled back from the pain in his pelvis and pleasure in his rod. Neither of them were married, neither of them had been lucky or choosing to lost their virginities. So they lost it right then.
"Ha, ha, I love how lewd humans can get when they finally stick their rods insides a nice lady cow!" the Orc cackled, pushing the doll like Cleric's bottom into the Knight's hip while the Minotaur manipulated him like a rag doll. The two humans adventurers were forced to screw each other to these two monster girl's pleasure. They watched as the man's eyes rolled back from the immense pain and pressure in his candle, while the girl's tongue hung open like a dog in heat. The two were instantly drained before they even climaxed, trapped in a cruel twilight of sex and torture all together.
"Oh, Mr. Tin Can's gonna explode!" the Minotaur cackled and flapped him harder into the Cleric rag doll's love canal. "Okay, we'll see if you're right. Will this human get impregnated in one shot, we'll see! The Skulls are still on the table!" growled the Orc at her opponent. The two monster girls as big as giant wagons continued to pump the knight into the Cleric woman, watching with smiles to see their playthings melting in pleasure. Unable to help themselves, watching them having forced sexes like rag dolls, they reached down to touch their lower lips, moaning to spur on the two forced lovers to copulate. "Oh hey, the knight guy is getting into it! He's grabbing her hips!" the Orc called out while the Minotaur smiled with, "And your cute doll is begging for more candle, she must be hungry after giving up her first time!"
Knowing the two humans were going to peak and explode, they crushed their bodies hard into each other. The Knight held onto the woman and the Cleric screamed like a girl in love, both of them bursting their fluids into each other. The Orc and Minotaur watched in fascination of the man's candle pumping semen into the once chaste Cleric woman's womb, filling her up with his baby batter against his will. The two passed out, handing in their large hands while the candle kept pumping more seeds. When they felt like it was enough, they yanked the two humans apart, making them shake violently with pleasure. The Minotaur held the dangling man over her mouth and let the rest of his cream drip into her wide tongue. Meanwhile the Orc shoved the Cleric's full belly into her ear and listened.
"... Hey, how can you tell if someone is pregnant?" she asked, and the Minotaur stuffed the knight's crotch into her mouth, licking and sucking the rest of his cream as if chip sauce on her fingers. "I don't know, I heard human babies grown up super slow" "Then why the heck did we have this bet! I don't want to wait for years before this thing pops out!" The Orc growled and tried to calm down by drinking all the cream stuck inside of the Cleric, making her cream as all those hot juiced got vacuumed out of her bell. The Orc wiped her mouth and tossed her limp body aside, letting it fall somewhere out of sight. The Minotaur smacked her lips, contemplating on the man's taste before she tossed him over her shoulder.
"Okay new bet! Whichever human's shoot their cream the farthest, wins the five skulls!" the Orc smiled. Even though she had a wide assortment of skulls hanging around her neck like a necklace, she was greedy and wanted more. Now with the new rule declared by the new Demon King Succubus, they are not allowed to kill them in cold blood, but are free to drain them of every ounce of their spiritual energy for the purposes of feeding. The Orc and Minotaur don't like obeying orders, but the Demon King gave them a good whipping and shoving hot pokers into their ancestor's canal, so they dare not cross the line.
But because they were so obsessed about wanting to see who was better in their petty competition, they completely forgot humans feel pain. So when they grabbed two adventurers, one ranger and one bard, they tore off their pants, adored how long their candles were, and raced to see who would shoot their cream the longest... or the fastest.
Patrick ventured deeper down the road with his monster girls, Saratoga and Bell. Since they were well away from the city walls, they met up with Aquila who waited for them in a tree with half of their belongings. "Aquila," called out Patrick, "the people in town said the road was blocked because of demons. Did you see anything in the air?" The Thunderbird tilted her head, to think back. Since she was a harpy, which were also bird brains, she too didn't have a strong long-term or even short-term memory. However, she did say, "Huff! Saw big! Up north! Huff! Blocking!" she squawked and pointed her one wing up the road.
The boy frowned. As much as this was his chance to just run back home to the farm, he felt guilty leaving the people back in town in fear about these demons. Also, he had no other choice but this road. He wasn't from this place and he was lucky to find this direct road to and from his farm. If he tried to find another road, he will be walking in circles for days as he can't read this world's map.
So he had to go down where trouble was closing the road. "Hold on Kitty, I'm almost home," the boy prayed and he armed the Crossbow he won from an auction. He and the other followed Aquila up the road, sticking to the shadow of the woods. Soon, they heard loud noises of cackling and two women arguing. By the time they crept up close enough, they all gasped to see a huge Orc and Minotaur sitting in the middle of the road, playing a brutal game. They said something how the Orc's man shot farther, but the Minotaur's man shot faster. They gave up their bet to try again, this time to see how much water could a ranger and sorceress girl take into their mouths.
Patrick watched in horror how the monster girls shoved large vodka bottle like alcohol down into their mouths, downing all their contents into their stomach. They coughed and gagged, wanting to throw it all up or cough, but the Orc and Minotaur threatened to break their legs if they didn't listen. Shoving the bottles into her mouths like men's candles, they made sure they drank all the liqour inside of them. It was so potent, they were instantly sloppy drunk and tried to touch each other in their stupor. The Orc and Minotaur shoved them together, the ranger and sorceress instantly making out and stripping each other close to have hot sex in front of them.
"The heck is their problem!" Patrick hissed under his breath. He wanted to do something, to at least save those adventurers who were raping each other. He tried to look away but his man side wasn't having it, but he wasn't a pervert to get hard from this sight. "Bell, try to get in close and see if you can douse them in sleep wool. Saratoga, take some honey and get it in the Minotaur's eyes. Aquila, on my signal, take those two girls and fly them out."
Patrick waited for a response, or even a node, but the three girls were too enthralled in seeing such hot and drunk girl-on-girl action to even hear him. They even drooled when he snapped at them "Guys! please!"
"Wow, they're really going at it like dogs!" laughed the Orc, downing ten bottles of alcohol in one swig. The rum and gin stuff were all like traveller size bottles so it wasn't hard to drink it all. Not at all drunk, she wiped her lips and watched as the ranger and sorceress licked each other's body and breast and started to eat each other's holes out. "I bet the girl with the bow will make the magic girl climax first!" The Minotaur turned to the Orc with an evil grin, "you're on, andI raise you to 10 skulls! Come on Magic girl, eat her out, make her scream and shoot her water!"
As the two monster girls egged them on, the two adventurers continued to roll and hug each other as if fighting for dominance. They were soon crossing their legs over each other and moaning like wild animals as they rubbed their hot sex together to please themselves. "yeah, yeah, yeah, OW! HEY!"
The Minotaur screamed when she felt something buzz past her head and splash honey onto her eyes. It was sticky, and some regular bees nearby smelled it from a mile away so they all attacked her eyes like crazy. "HELP! OW! STOP IT!" "What the?" The Orc snapped out of the girl on girl show she was watching, and suddenly a bundle of shaved wool slapped her in the face. "Hey the heck are you, zzzzzzzz." She suddenly tipped over like a tea pot and collapsed on the ground, snoring like a log.
"Aquila! Hurry!" Patrick cried out as he lunged forward, picking up some of the fallen men and women who could walk. The Thunderbird dove down, swooping the two girls making out and picking them up all of a sudden knocked them out immediately. She carried them off, while Saratoga flew down on her bee wings to wake up more men to get them running for their lives. Bell did the same, but she wasn't as lucky when a familiar hand suddenly grabbed her from behind. "AH! P-PATRICK!"
"BELL!" cried out the boy, and he charged, but a big mace got in his way. He looked up, seeing the Minotaur! She wasn't stung by the bees, maybe because of her peculiar scent or her hair being too thick for them to sting her eyes. While wielding her mace, her 10 packs visible on her curved stomach was rippling with power as she wiped the last of the honey from her gaze "Who the heck are you, tresspasser? You're ruining out fun!"
"Let Bell Go!" the boy cried, but was gasped when the Minotaur reached out to grab him. "PATRICK! NO!" Saratoga's voice echoed in his ear and he was pushed out of the way. The Minotaur missed Patrick but grabbed the Honeybee who pushed him away, lifting her up and clenching her into her grip. "Oh you mean this cutie?"
"SARATOGA!" Patrick hollered, watching his two cherished Monster girls held hostage by the Orc and Minotaur. Not caring for his life, he fired a bolt, which the Minotaur dodged and it scratched her horn. She wasn't happy about it, so she stomped right in front of the boy and the shockwave send him flying, hitting a tree and knocking them out.
"PATRICK!" "PATRICK! WAKE! WAKE!" Saratoga and Bell screamed, before they were pulled into the Orc and Minotaur's view. "Hey, Mino, what do you plan on doing with these party crashers?" the Orc said with a wicked smile. The Minotaur had just a wicked smile, "Punish them of course!"
The two held their respective captives in their hands, legs hanging down in an L shaped, and they shoved their pinky finger right into their love canal! "AAAAAH!" "GGGAAAAH!" The honeybee and weresheep creamed as something big and impossible was slipped into their tight canal. The girth was that of a street lamp, even if they weren't human this was too much for them. But the Orc and Minotaur moved their fingers, stroking it like rods to rape their insides. Their eyes went blank from pain and pleasure, soon hanging limp like rag dolls with sex parts. "Hey, wanna race to see who will leak the fastest?" the pig woman suggested, while the muscle bounded bull woman grinned, "Or see who screams the loudest!" "You're on!" the Orc nodded, and jabbed her pinky deep into Bell. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she writhed and screamed loudly as her lower entrance was violated. The love canal meant to receive only men's candle was getting more than it could bargain for and her inner walls were stretched to over maximum.
Saratoga had it just as worse as she was sweating and drooling from the pain filled ecstacy. Her legs couldn't move, swinging back and form like a lame curtain, and thick juices sprung from her gaping love canal. The two monster girls couldn't resist this torture the second they started. "Hey, you two, are getting boring," muttered the Orc, "kiss each other like those humans!"
The two monster girls held captive didn't answer, so the Minotaur stapped her pinky all the way to touch the tip of Saratoga's cervix, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Or we'll crush that boy!" The bull woman smiled when she saw them react about Patrick. Unable to speak, they exchanged painful glances, before they stuck out their tongues to kiss each other. "That's it! Harder! Rape each other's mouths out! As if you're lovers!" The two monster girls sadly obeyed, not wanting their lover to get harmed.
"Uh, what?" Patrick woke up with a big headache. He could barely stand, but knowing Bell and Saratoga were in danger, he didn't want to stay down. When he got up, horror came over his face to see the Weresheep and Honeybee being violated by the two large monster girls. "Stop it. I SAID STOP IT! LET THEM GO! IF YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH SOMEONE, DO IT WITH ME!"
"And who the heck are you, peewee?" the Orc snorted. The Minotaur gestured to the Orc to cut off her comment, nodding something to her opponent, "Wait, no. He looks young, maybe he can do it better than the other guy!" The Orc level of IQ wasn't that high, so she gave the Minotaur a weird look. When the bull woman kicked the pig woman's shin, then she got it. "Oh yeah! Our 15 skull bet is on!" "It's 10, but whatever."
Patrick was in tears as he watched the giants give up molesting Bell and Saratoga. He waited for them to settle down, letting them curl up like scared rabbits. Their were crying too, covered in thick tears of pain and pleasure, their tongues hanging as if it will help to make the pain go away. Their love canals were gaping wide, and it would take hours before they return back to normal. If they were normal humans, they would have died from being split apart. "Saratoga, Bell, I'm so sorry. This time, I'll protect you!"
The two girls shook their heads, unable to speak. They didn't want him to go into the danger. But he chose to, to save them. They have been nothing but kind and loving to him, a stranger in a new world. Kitty, Arizona, Nimitz, Carolina, Kasa, Bell, Aquila, Saratoga. He will protect them, even if it meant breaking his body. So he left them behind, urging them to run and he walked into the depths of hael to face these two 'demons'.
"Take off your pants, human! We got fun in store for you!" the Orc demanded. Patrick defiantly scoffed at them and started to take of his belt. The Minotaur got impatient, just from the sound of his buckle loosening and he ripped it all off! "Hold him down, Orcy, I've got a nice present for him to try out!"
Patrick felt his body thrown down hard, his arms pinched by just the Orc's index finger and thumb, just that one hand. He tried to move, but his legs were pinched down by the Minotaur the same way. The little surprise they had for him, was a druid girl that the Minotaur monster girl was hiding in her loincloth. She looked like she was dripping with a strange slime and the Minotaur laughed, "She's good as a toy, and she fits my lower mouth. Ain't she handy?" at this time, the druid coughed and gasped alive, having been shoved into the Minotaur's lower entrance for some time. She woke up, seeing another human, his bottom half naked. She didn't know what they were going to do.
"Play time," the Orc giggled and watched as the Minotaur shoved her druid doll onto Patrick's candle, "OOOOH!" The boy's candle was thrust into the druid girl's lower entrance in one go, their organs burning up hot and his candle lighting up harder than a rock. The druid and the boy screamed, together, shivering from how painful the initial entrance was. "Oooh, this flower girl isn't even a flower. Did you deflower yourself, bad girl!" the Minotaur laughed, but was disappointed in not seeing the twisting face of pain and pleasure of a virgin. The Druid girl wasn't innocent, she had been with other men for the sake of relationships, or for the sake of a purification ceremony, as she is a druid. Though not her first time, she didn't want this forced sex to be her last.
She screamed and cried as the Minotaur held her body in her vice, hammering her hips into Patrick's candle. The boy's eyes were reeling back from this. He had always done it with a monster girl, his first time with Kitty was overwhelmingly hot. But this was actually the first time he did it with another human girl. The experience was strangely different. Her moist insides were clenching, probably from the pain of having her entrance invaded forcefully and her hips banging his. Every square inch of his candle dove into her love spot, greeting her humanly oriface. It felt warm, and burning. Even though his body was enjoying this... all he could do was think about Kitty and Arizona. He felt very bad, for cheating on them like this. The monster girls all say it isn't cheating if he does it with them, as they all needed semen to survive.
But this was a human druid girl, not a monster girl. She was crying, screaming how she wasn't ready to get pregnant. "Shut up, you're just a whore since you lost your little flower, not be a good toy and let's see if this guy and knock you up in one shot!" The Minotaur pumped her hand wildly, weaving the Druid girl up and down. Patrick was crying out, uncontrollably, as he felt his candle burn up. Doing it with a human felt so different, mostly because he felt it was his first time with another human. His candle betrayed him, hardening even more solid than an iron pole. he felt terrible for poking into this poor girl's cervix, but the Minotaur was going too overboard. The way she slammed the Druid girl forced Patrick to rape her uterus altogether, making her pop her tongue out in pain and pleasure.
"Oh, I think he's gonna blow! Make it lots and lots of batter so she can get nice and pregnant!" the Orc cooed, watching the two humans being forced to rape each other. Patrick clenched, trying to hold it in, but his senses were betraying him. The Druid girl screamed, shaking her head, not ready to be a mother.
Helpless, Bell and Saratoga fell limp across the ground, unable to save or protect their lover from this nightmare. They could only watch as Patrick groaned in pain, being mounted by a woman he never knew. And it wasn't a monster girl, who could soak up the cream inside of their womb in time to avoid impregnation unless their choosing. This girl was 100% human, she didn't have that power.
"Fire in the hole!" the Minotaur cackled and jabbed the Druid girl done really hard. "KITTY! ARIZONA! AAAAAAH!" Patrick cried out two special names in his climax and he burst his dam, shooting all of the pent up semen from his sacs and right into the Druid Girl's uterus. She screamed, feeling the scaling scensation fill her womb. Before, she would either use special contraceptive, or devote the semen she collected to a ritual spell so she would not be pregnant. However, she prepared either of them so... she was fertilized. She cried, thick thick tears dropping as she felt the cream leak down her plugged canal. Guilt wrecked Patrick's heart and he cried too, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." The Druid girl moaned in pain, shaking her head. She knew this wasn't his fault, she knew this was never once anyone's fault. She shouldn't have been a show off and take on this quest.
"Hey stop the water works already," the Minotaur scowled. The Orc did the same thing as before and listened to the Druid's tummy... she beamed up, "Oh! She's got a live one!" The boy and girl cried harder and the Minotaur beamed too, "Holy crap, boy! You sure have some powerful sperm. Let's do it again!" Before the boy and Druid girl knew it, they were forced to rape each other again.
"ENOUGH!" the boy screamed, yelling out so loud it shocked the Minotaur and Orc. It startled them enough so he could break free of the Orc's grasp, to grab something and throw it up into the air. They both watched it rise, only to be snatched by a Thunderbird who swooped out of no where. Aquila gave a hawk-like shriek, before she dropped the bag directly at the two giant's faces.
Patrick didn't know what he tossed, but it looked like an expensive bag made out of blue velvet, something like a pouch. He saw it lying next to a dead mage, so he thought it had some charged spells like in the RPG. Despite being forced to impregnant the poor Druid Girl, he could see Aquila coming in from a mile away so he had this plan. It tumbled in the air and it started to scatter fine dust over the Orc and the Minotaru.
"Achoo! What the heck is that!" the Orc cried out, her voice getting higher pitched, "Hey what? We're shrinking!" "The heck is going on!" cried the Minotaur. Patrick, the Druid girl in his lap, Saratoga, Bell, and Aquila watched as these two giants who towered over them by two times started to shrink in size. They kept their frame and scale, but they were suddenly being at human height, maybe even shorter than average. They looked at their body, their voice higher pitch like a regular girl as they had a giant's booming voice before. They were confused and looked at each other.
"What happened to you?" asked the bull woman, touching the Orc's face, "That's what I want to know!" Patrick watched them, before he scowled. He apologize to the Druid Girl in his lap and disconnected her, making her moan from the withdraw. He felt guilt stab his heart to see her lower lips dripping in his cream. She showed not anger, or hatred, just pure emberassment and shame. He squeezed her hand in apology, before he rose us.
"Hey, you two," he called out. By the time the Orc and Minotaur turned to him, he grabbed the Orc by the head and shoved her mouth onto his candle. The Minotaur took a second to realize that before she choked on her own breath. Meanwhile the Orc woman was choking on his hardened candle she had been playing around, clogging her air way and making her claw his hips. Patrick didn't care, he held her down and ignored her resistance until her arms and body fell limp, her eyes rolling back. He let her go, making her reel from the lack of oxygen. Soon, he turned onto the Minotaur and grabed her horns, to shove her mouth onto his candle. He did the same thing, choking her until she coudln't breath. No matter how much she clawed at his hips or shirt, drawing blood, he made sure she nearly passed out before letting her go.
He repeated this treatment, shoving the Orc onto his candle and then the Minotaur. He kept doing this until they can't think straight. "Stick out your assess!" he barked, his aura of authority so high the dazed monster girls shrunk to human size obeyed and turned onto their hands and knees. They realized they've been dun goofedand tried to fight back. Aquilla came over, stepping her obisidian feet down onto their backs to pin them down.
"I'm going to rape you two," said Patrick, with a serious stare. The Minotaur and Orc tried to break free from the Thunderbird's talons, but they gasped and collapsed onto their faces when they felt the boy's fingers stab at their sex. He roughly screwed up their insides with his fingers, thrusting and hooking it to scrape their insides out. "Hey, does it feel good?" "Aaagggg!" "uuaggggg!" the orc and minotaur screamed as their felt their lower lips bruising from how rough he was to their bodies. Patrick kept digging into them, so hard he made the launch one stream of spring water after another. Soon, the whole cold air was filled with heat and smelled of love juices and sweat all over.
"S-shtoooop!" the Minotaur slurred, her enduration surprisingly short. The Orc held on a bit better, but was gasping for air, "Th-this doesn't feel good!" she oinked. "Then you know how all of us feel when you were playing around with us!" Patrick yelled, now leaning over their rumps to shove his fingers deep. He got so angry, he shoved his hole hands into their canals, making them scream and squirt insanely. "W-we were just playing a game!" the Orc squealed, "W-we wanted to see who was better!" the Minotaur moaned.
"That's just as worse!" Patrick screamed, his voice cracking at his own rage. After shoving his hands to his wrist and soon to his elbows, he got both former giant girls screaming for mercy as his fingers poked through their cervix. "Mercy! Mercy!" "Please let us go!" Patrick scowled, it only made him stab their deeper places even harder, "What did you do when the men and women told you to stop forcing them to rape each other! What did you do when they said you stuffing their fingers into their bodies hurt like heck! Nothing! You even forced a girl to bear my children when we haven't even met! I betrayed my wife and lover's feelings!" Patrick kept hollering and screaming at the two mean monster girls at his complete mercy. Aquila shook, seeing how angry the boy was. She had never seen him in a rage like this, heck Patrick himself never knew he could be this angry.
All the fury of seeing his dear monster girls being forced to play their stupid game, to see which stupid girl was stronger. They even made him rape that druid girl, now she's pregnant with his children! Coming to this world had bee nothing but a fortune to him, not he broke all of that because they were bored? He really hated those types of people.
"Aquilla!" the boy hollered, feeling bad in scaring the Thunderbird, "pin them down, don't make them move." The Thunderbird nodded, still stepping on their backs to keep them pinned. Patrick removed his whole dripping arms from their expanded canals, gaping as wide as they did to Bell and Saratoga. That was revenge one. Now, revenge two.
"I'm going to make you mine and smear you in my colors," Patrick said, not bothering to ask for consent. He waited for their canals to shrink small enough, and then he thrust his candle into the Orc's entrance. She gasped and squealed, but Aquila forced her down as Patrick slammed into her. She kept crying out, how good it felt to be dominated by a man like this. It was nothing she had before, but Patrick wasn't listening. The intent wasn't to make her feel good. "I will punish you for what you did to those poor people, this isn't making love at all! This is pure on judgement!"
Patrick clenched her ass cheeks together and forced himself into her canal. It kept ruining her bruised insides, making her scream and spill her spring water. The minotaur watched in horror as the strong orc woman she always betted against was melting into a real pig, a pig obsessed with cream and candle. Patrick then shoved his candle into her rear end, making her squeal even louder. After a few more twist and thrust, he dumped his hot cream into her rear end. The orc passed out, her face contorted with pleasure and happy tears. The minotaur was scared shitless.
Because Patrick shoved his candle into her rear end too. "AAAAAAAAH!" the Minotaur had no warm up, no foreplay, so her asshole was super tight. Feeling his thick rod going into a hole not meant for breeding, she coughed and cried in pain and pleasure. The boy ignored her, making sure they knew their lesson. He kept humping his hips wildly into the minotaur, stretching her rear end and prodding her insides. When she felt like she was going to climax, he pulled out to keep her from peaking, her body stinging all over, and he thrust into her canal, making her squeal just like a pig. "Ooooh! S-so haaaaard!" she cried out, half enjoying it half passing out from this.
Aquila watched, her mouth covered by her wings, seeing how Patrick was ferociously mating these two monsters so viciously. Like a wild animal claiming its mate before others did. She couldn't fathom how wrecked their insides were. Her submission play before hurt, but she felt pleasure soon after, but this... was torture and pleasure wrapped into one session.
"TAKE, MY, CREAM!" "GAAAAAAAAHH!" Patrick shoved his whole candle inside the Minotaur's canal, firing his semen inside of her. Her body clenched up, shaking violently, as she felt the scalding liquid fill her womab and spill out instantly. Her body stretched to their limits, on her tip toes and fingers... before she dropped, like a limb doll. "N...no more, pleasssshhhe." "I'm not done." Patrick said, and he continued to punish them without stop. The entire time, he couldn't stop crying.
No one knew how long had past, but it felt like it had been 6 hours since the battle started. Patrick had personally defiled and raped the two Orc and Minotaur like crazy. He took them in every position he could think of to drive more pain-filled pleasure into their aching bodies. He took them standing, pulling their arms like sled reigns to pound into their canal or ass. He carried them in his arms to hump them in the air. He even stacked them on top to take turns dipping into all four of their holes. Their body parts were not at all forgotten, he went for clamping their breasts together, their thights, hands, and made full use of their mouths to drink loads of his dominating essence.
Now, he had them splayed out, side by side, covered in his cream from face, breast, stomach / abs, to their hips and thighs. he didn't spare a single drop on them. "Does it feel good, huh? Hurting people like this! Answer me!" The Orc he was pile driving with her legs flapping limp squealed, drunk on love, "Yeeeesssshhs rrrrhhhaappphhhheee meeeee!". After bursting a big load into her canal, she shook up... and passed out permenantly. A happy look with tears and cream painting her face as she didn't want to do anything but lie on the dirt and revel in incredible high she was on. "Oh gawd, yes! Yes! Yes! harder! Fill me with your creaaaam!" The Minotaur was screaming as Patrick lanced his spear into her hole, wrecking her inside out. He squeezed her breasts and pressed onto her abs, feeling every muscle rippling to squeeze at his candle. With a merciless jab, he exploded another large batter of white cream into the minotaur, making her stare at nothing but the sky as if it were the most beautiful thing in the word.
Patrick released the last of his anger in his seeds, spraying it all over their faces as a sign of domination. The two beasts who bested 20 men and bickered like siblings were not lying in the dirt, legs spread, and thick cream sprayed on their face, chest, stomach, and flooding out from between their legs in thick puddles. No matter how hard anyone call out to them, they will only twitch with a shuddering moan in response.
The boy looked at his handiwork, not at all happy with himself. He felt terrible for doing this, but his anger got the best of him. He then waved for Aquila, who had been hiding in the bushes afraid of getting hit in the crossfire of cream and rage. When she came close, he pulled her into a tight hug, crying. Aquilla jumped at his embrace, and when she heard his tears she cried to and wrapped her wings around her. Saratoga and Bell came up, throwing dripping bodies into a tight hug.
"Don't worry Patrick, it's okay. It's okay," comforted Saratoga. Bell nodded and hugged tighter, "No cry! no cry!" Aquila gave a small chirp, wiping the tears from the boy's eyes. The four cried out their pain of what happened that night, hoping to forget it all within time. In the middle of crying, Patrick remembered something and he turned around. The Druid girl was still here. She too was silently crying of what happened. Feeling responsible, the boy parted with the monster girls to approach the Druid.
He crouched down, checking on her. She was naked and cold, her body shaking. He immediately took off his robe he got from the town and gave it to her, who pulled it around her body as if it was the only safe thing she could do. Patrick gulped and reached out to touch her hair, but she shrank away and it stopped him. He then looked down at her lap, slathered with his semen. He gritted his teeth so hard, even the girls a couple feet back could hear it. "I'm so sorry. This wasn't suppose to happen!" the boy cried, "It's my fault."
The Druid sniffed her tears, but they kept flowing out. She didn't answer, not because she hated him. She hated herself for being a showoff, to try and make a name for herself. She shouldn't have taken this quest. Patrick wanted to do something, but what was done was done. She will definitely get pregnant, she wasn't like Kitty Hawk and Arizona, monster girls who could control that breeding. She will have his children.
"I," before Patrick could say anything, or even hold her hand, the Druid girl burst into tears and ran away. She took his jacket as her only source of warmth and disappeared into the night. Seeing this, Saratoga, Bell, and Aquilla quicklyran over to Patrick before he screamed in pain.
The farm was at peace. Ever since that run in with the Grizzly, Arizona had been able to fix the house and the kitchen. Fortunately for her, her Centuar friend kept dropping off extra vegetables for them to get by in the day. Soon, the house will get tired of drinking her breast milk, even though its like cow's milk. While she was sitting in a corner reading how to bake pies, she found Kitty Hawk walking in, half asleep.
"oh poor, girl, you'll catch a cold if you keep rubbing yourself like that," Arizona called out. Kitty Hawk still wore Patrick's baseball jacket, all the while sleepily rubbing her lower lips with her one hand while rubbing her eyes with the other. Knowing her, she must have been touching herself while thinking of Patrick, climaxed several times and passed out, only to wake up again. She finally stopped rubbing between her legs to stretch.
Then suddenly her ears twitched and her nose perked up. "Oh? I'm making Cabbage Stew, but you know the smell. So why the look?" Arizona wondered. Suddenly the cat girl ran out the kitchen door, only to slam into the because she didn't open it, and finally figured out what the heck a doorknob was. "Wait, Kitty! Come back!"
"Will you guys shut up, I'm still studying magic!" cried Nimitz the Dark Witch. She huffed under her breath, clencing her staff with a red face. if anyone paid attention, they could see the end of her staff soaking wet and watery drips were left behind her trail.
Kitty ran out into the open of the house, in front of the barn. She looked around at the forest trees that surrounded them. She heard and felt something, so familiar. Then she heard footsteps! C-could it be?
Kitty Hawk turned... to the boy who gave her the name of a beautiful carrier ship. Patrick McFee, came home. Following closely behind him, were three lovely monster girls like Kitty! A Honeybee! A Weresheep! And a birdy Thunderbird! They were all so beautiful, she thought. She couldn't contain her excitement, and in her sports jacket she ran straight to her dear Patrick with open arms!
"Kitty," the boy said in a faltering tone, "I, I missed you so much!" Suddenly Kitty gasped when she saw Patrick just collapse out of the blue to his knees. She ran over to catch him, smothering each other in hugs. She didn't see his tears, but she started to well up to. She felt his sadness flowing into her heart and it hurt so badly. Was he in that much pain? Kitty couldn't speak, nor answer properly, but she gave a soft "Meow, Patrick. Like." before she cradled the weeping boy in her arms.
Arizona appeared to catch up, covering her gaping mouth upon seeing her husband back home! "HUSBAND! WELCOME HOME!" Nimitz flinched when she came up close behind, and thought about running back into the house... but when they both heard Patrick crying hysterically, they forgot everything and just ran over to hug him.
The boy broke down, like a broken man. They all could see how ruined he looked as he held them all close, even the other three monster girls who hugged him tightly while suppressing their own tears. Patrick looked up, seeing Kitty and Arizona face to face. He lunged to kiss them on the lips and cheeks, his too closest monster girls. In between their warm faces, he shed his tears, saying "Kitty, Arizona, I'm so sorry. I-I betrayed you!" They all didn't understand what happened, and if it weren't for the fact they were all choked with their own shared sorrow, they would have immediately told him they forgive him.
Patrick's come home with some heavy baggage. How will our hero cope with this new problem? What will happen to the Druid and their future children? Find out on the next chapter of Monster Girl Ranch!