"...Huh, so she saw him," Gauis mused as he watched the wild proceedings before him. The quintet of young men was equally in varying degrees of awe and confusion as they tried to process what transpired before their very eyes.

Lady Tiki - the Divine Voice of Naga who had herself ascended to the role of Naga back in their fractured future - now little more than a wild, wanton beast of desire and sin. As they watched her ride atop the prone and pinned Kellam, it was very clear how sharply things had changed. Instead of light and grace, she now garbed herself in lust and lascivious, dried seed. From pointed ear to curled toe the stains of the Shepherds covered her as yet more leaked from her used orifices.

"HRAAAAH!"

Yarne took a step back in fear as a loud, ravenous screech echoed through the grotto. Owain and Brady winced while Laurent simply remained in place, eyes slightly perched behind his thick glasses. Gerome said nothing, but it was all too clear how shaken up he was behind his mask. Gaius himself seemed mostly composed if one didn't look too hard at the way he squeezed the sucker stick in his grasp.

"Hah...H-Hah…" Tiki panted as the vigors of orgasm rattled through her once again. Kellam's seed shot into her womb and mixed with the copious helpings of human cum that churned in her Manakete womb. Her once-radiant verdant locks went limp around her and covered her face. The very voice that could rally a doomed and dead world now sounded so weak and raspy. "M-More...Need more," the Voice gasped out.

"Seriously?! Is she nuts?!" Brady blurted out. His fellows turned to him with mixed shades of shock or iration at his outburst, yet the damage was already done. Tiki's ear twitched as she snapped towards them with her eyes still covered. She raised a shaky finger off Kellam's bare chest and pointed to them.

"Y-you - all of you - More!" she snapped. Her other hand groped and pulled at her undone hair before she exposed her sex-hungry eyes. Despite the unsettling circumstances, the ever-ravishing Voice's naked body had an impact on the assembled, stunned men. Her crooked mouth curled into a grin as she swiped her long tongue over her lips. "Cock - give me coooock. Cum cum - I want more cum," she drooled.

"...Well, guess it's time," Gaius relented with a sigh. The battle plan still rang in his ears as he turned to the other five and gestured to Kellam. "You boys go ahead and take him out of here - He doesn't look like he's gonna last much lo-

Stay - All of you," Tiki snarled. The group blinked and turned back in time to see Tiki pull off Kellam's soft, yet unmistakably potent girth. She crawled on her hands and limp knees as her eyes remained affixed to the group. "E-everyone, everywhere. Mouth, p-pussy, ass - I need more," she panted and bayed like a dog.

"It is ah...clear that the wicked wanton wiles have claimed...ah," Owain trailed off as his words finally eluded him.

"Can't get it up?" Brady snorted at his friend's plight.

Laurent shook his head and adjusted his glasses. "I don't believe impotency is Owain's plight," he noted.

"Hey, who's side you on, Laurent?!" The prince winced and snapped to the redheaded mage. His gaze turned back to the lascivious puddle of lust that was once Lady Tiki. "Besides, you try and wax poetic in front of this," he gestured.

"If you boys are done bickering, I believe we've all got a job to do now," Gaius grunted while he continued to strip down. "I don't think she's gonna take no for an answer - from any of us," he mused with some tinge of forlornness.

Reluctantly, the sons of the future nodded before they began to pull off their own garbs. Tiki leaned back, legs curled against the ground while her hands roamed her needy, sex-staved body. Her haggard breath rattled in their ears as the men acted quickly as they could, lest they draw some wanton wrath from Naga's debaucherous daughter.

Once bare, Gaius motioned to go first as he'd always intended. Yet the still-masked Gerome grabbed his shoulder and growled out. "I'll go first."

Gaius paused and glanced back at the rosette-headed rider before he shrugged. "...Alright, no skin off my back," the thief mused before he let Gerome walk forward instead.

Tiki perked up at the first delectable dick that marched in front of her. She quickly shifted her legs apart and bent back to properly present herself to Gerome. A crazed, carnal grin stayed affixed to her lips while she awaited his entrance with bated breath.

Gerome's eyes narrowed behind his mask while he approached the Voice. While he'd never claim to have the same attachment to her as Inigo, he at least could respect the Manakete and all that she struggled with. To see the same body and face now a slave of base, carnal desire was a difficult storm to weather. But whether it, he shall.

"H-ooh!"

Tiki gasped as she was pulled up and into Gerome's arms. Her pussy brushed against his hard dick while her hips squirmed and rolled in his gasp. She gazed into the impassive mask across Gerome's face while he looked down on Naga's daughter with some measure of disdain. He didn't even spare her words as he pushed her up and over his cock.

"Eyah!"

The Voice gasped and arched back while the wyvern rider's girth stretched her still-slick folds apart. Not even after the dozens of men she'd taken had her body shown any visible signs of wear. Whatever shell of sin she wore, her pussy was as inhumanly tight as when Gregor had taken her the first time. "Yessssh - harder, f-faster!" she begged.

Gerome growled but complied as he quickly set a brisk and deep pace. Her legs curled around his hips while she threw her arms over his shoulders and gripped his nape. Her sudden seizure made him stumble but he remained upright and rigid while he pumped her divine pussy.

Tiki pushed her tits forward and rubbed her bosom against his chest. His hands shifted from her hips down to her ass for better support. He watched her long loose hair bounce and sway with every thrust. Her tongue slowly curled out and dangled down below her chin. With each stroke, Gerome's balance grew more and more precarious.

"Haah haaah ah-haah?!"

"What?!" Gerome grunted in shock as someone grabbed Tiki and held her close against him. He looked over her shoulder in time to see a certain ginger-headed thief rub his hidden blade against the holy behind. "What are you doing?" the rider grunted.

"Hey, she said she wanted it everywhere - we'll just use that to wear her down, alright?" Gaius proposed while he prodded the Voice's rear some more. Gerome tried to scoff at such a notion but really couldn't find any reason to rebuff it. So he tepidly nodded and assisted the thief's attempt to lift Tiki up until her puckered star was just over his tip. "Alright -down you go," Gaius grunted and pushed down.

"EYAAAH!"

Tiki gasped as two cocks filled her for the first time. She squirmed and shuddered between the distinct dicks that pumped in and out of her pussy and ass. The friction and heat from her invaded butt were almost enough to send Gaius down right away. "Fuck - s-shoulda been more careful," he mused to himself.

Still, what's done was done and there was no way he could back out of Tiki's ass now. Gaius' hands went around over Gerome's arms and grabbed the Manakete's thighs. Her legs squirmed against Germoe's hips but didn't rebuff the thief while he tried to set a more manageable pace. Gerome slowed his thrusts to give Gaius a chance to adjust as well. Soon the duo had found a good mix of depth, speed, and angle to keep the attack up on Tiki's battered holes.

"F-Fuck! So fuuuuuull" she panted and flopped back against Gaius. She released Gerome's nape and instead pulled a hand back against Gauis' shoulder while he fucked her. One of her legs decoupled from the wyvern rider's back and instead dangled down until her toes brushed the ground. The constant stimulation was enough to make her moan and groan.

"Oooooh...m-more, give me more," she begged them. A lazy eye rolled down until she made out the other four that stood nearby. "Y-You - come here," she panted and beckoned with a crooked finger around Gerome's nape.

Brady and Owain gulped, but not as loud as Yarne. In fact, the Taguel survivor tried to sneak back until his exuberant blond friend grabbed him. "Come on - destiny awaits us!" Owain implored.

"Awaits you - I'm not going near her!" Yarne protested. He struggled against Owain's grasp while a myriad of words passed his lips, mostly about the likelihood of death by 'snu-snu', Whatever that Taguel term meant.

"Hey, Yarne - ain't ya supposed to be reviving the Taguel anyway?" Brady mused before he grabbed Yarne's other arm. "May as well get a leg on that," he grunted and pulled Yarne along with Owain.

Gerome and Gaius continued to fuck Tiki as the other three motioned around them. With unspoken minds, the duo shifted back until Gaius shuffled onto the moss bed and laid back. Germoe stayed between Tiki's legs while he guided the Voice down and onto the thief's chest. Her hands went slack from his nape while her eyes darted between the trio that now stood by her. "H-Hands...m-muh mouth," she panted and flailed her tongue.

The trio got the hint and took her offered limbs. Brady's dick was seized by her left hand while Owain pushed his cock into her right. The blond's own palm stayed on Yarne's back while he pushed his Taguel friend forward until his tip could be feathered by Tiki's long, fluttery tongue.

"Cold!" Yarne yelped at the first long, swift lick. Tiki paid his gasp no heed as she pushed forward and wrapped her tongue around the crown of his cock. Her fists closed against Brady and Owain while she began to jerk them off with sporadic squeezes and pumps. Brady's thick and stubby dick got the squeeze, and Owain's long, modest girth was rubbed and pumped. The rest of her focus was split between her undulated hips and the interchange of licks and slurps as she tended to Yarne's cock.

Laurent said nothing while he watched the proceedings. Truthfully, he was in little hurry to push his way in there, especially while the Voice's body was suitably occupied between his companions. It gave him a unique perspective to see how her holy body writhed and contorted itself around the myriad of men that surrounded her. That and the added boon to see her heavenly bosom flop and bounce while she was fucked thoroughly.

"Mmmmmoh - s-sho muuuuuush" Tiki moaned into Yarne's cock. Her right hand shifted up and began to rub Owain's glans while her left instead pushed down and cupped Brady's balls. Her ankle rubbed and bounced against Gerome's back while her other thigh rippled with every one of Gaius's swift strikes on her ass. Naga's daughter continued to push herself and her sex-hungry body until her eyes had rolled back in sheer, unfettered bliss.

Gerome grimaced as he felt his jewels clench. He sped up his strokes and broke the chaotic balance that had formed between them all. "G-Gods!" he grunted and erupted in Tiki's ravenous pussy.

"Whoa!"

Gaius quickly grabbed her hips before she smashed down atop him. Brady's hand went to seize her head before she accidentally smacked her brow against Owain or Yarne. The five men struggled to hold her in place while Gerome's sed pumped deep into her already overflowed womb. The rest leaked out of her pussy and puddled onto the moss bed beneath her.

Schlorp

Gerome backed away and removed his cock from Tiki's loins. His dick twitched and sent the last shot up and against her crotch before he all but collapsed to the ground. Deep, haggard gasps for air echoed through the grotto.

"M-more...Need...m-more," Tiki grunted before she returned her lips and tongue to Yarne's cock. The trio above her gawked at one another while they struggled under her ministrations. Brady took one look and finally shook his head.

"Fine, guess I'm up," he sighed and pulled out of her hand. Quickly she reached over and began to stroke off the parts of Yarne that her tongue and lips couldn't handle. The sudden act made her shift to her side atop Gauis until her breast smacked down on his chest. "Oof. that's heavy," the thief grunted.

Brady grumbled and stumbled until he found himself between Tiki's legs. He pried her thigh open and up to expose her puffy, needy pussy again. "So, just gotta fill this and we can leave...what a damn nuisance," the cleric sighed before he pushed against her hips.

"Oooh!"

"Fuck...t-tighter than I thought," Brady lamented as he struggled to stuff his stubby dick into her folds. He tightened his grip on her leg while her toes curled near his head. His other hand shifted down to her buttcheek for support while Gaius struggled to keep his cock in her ass.

Tiki writhed and groaned against the group as her body once more acted on pure, primal impulse. Her hips rolled and crashed against the surly priest and the sweet-tooth thief. She adjusted her fists up and down the brash swordsman and the timid Taguel. Her mouth popped off Yarne's cock and went towards Owain with the same wild relish that had driven her prior.

"My goodness...she really has reverted to her most base instincts," Laurent noted as he adjusted his glasses. The mage made no motion towards the carnal carnage before him. Instead, He opted to observe, despite the way the beautiful Voice's body and groans made his own loins react.

The quartet assaulted her from as many sides as they could while they poured everything they had into their strokes. Tiki's lustful body squirm and writhed against them. Her long, sloppy tongue slithered out and lapped between the two cocks near her mouth as her lips traded tips at a frantic, chaotic pace. She kept her strokes equally random while Yarne and Owain fucked her hands.

Tiki couldn't think - not anymore. She couldn't hope to judge the performance or equipment of the individual Shepherds that railed against her. Nor could she show fret or worry for the rampant and latent power that was at her claw tips. The only thing she needed or desired was sex. And she got it- again and again, and again.

"N-ngh!"

"FUCK!"

Owain and Brady grunted as their respective releases fired out of their cocks. Tiki's mouth swiftly filled with the swordsman's seed just as her pussy clamped down and sucked the priest's cum into her stuffed womb. The precious hoard of holy Naga's daughter filled with more mortal's offerings while a slurry of spunk drizzled out of her plugged pussy and onto Gaius' cock below. The thief mumbled an oath before he paused if only to prevent his own immature release like Owain above.

"Owain you fu-cccck," Brady mumbled before he stumbled back and fell. A loud crash and another curse punctuated his sudden bath. Owain winced and pulled out of her mouth in time for a thick, heavy rope of cum to blast right over her face and down across her breast.

"Hah...h-aaah...i-it would seem that I have been bested," he sheepishly admitted.

Gaius rolled his eyes while his fingers stayed around Tiki's hips. "Yeah, great. I guess you're up then, whiskers," he explained and glanced up at Yarne.

"Me?! Aren't you the one that should be doing this?" the Taguel protested to the thief.

"Kinda stuck down here," he shrugged and gave her ass another thrust. Her counter-thrust sent him falt into the moss as he gave a wry chuckle. "Not a bad sight thought least."

"T-That's ju-ngh?!"

Yarne's complaints were cut off as Tiki seized his cock with her hands and tongue again. His eyes darted down at the wild, lustful Manakete that stroked his inhumanly large girth with all the reverence and worship that she could muster. "S-So big," she breathed and blew mist across his shaft.

Yowch! C-cold!" he shivered as his dick twitched. Owain wisely shifted back to give the last Taguel all the undivided attention the Voice could offer. So overwhelmed was he by her amorous attack that he stumbled back on his rump right at the edge of the moss bed.

"Ooph!"

The taguel's cock slipped out of her mouth, but Tiki didn't try to pursue it. Instead, she turned on her hands and knees and presented herself to the beastly boy. She looked back at him but didn't say a thing. The only message she conveyed was the hypnotic roll of her hips.

That got Yarne's attention, or rather his instincts. He acted without his usual crippling fear as he mounted the holy Manakete and stuffed her full of his Taguel dick. "A-Aaah!" she yelped as she was sent forward.

Panne's son wasted no time as he set a vigorous that sent her head, and breasts, rattling. Gaius and Owain gawked at the display before them as the latter's recently-spent loins twitched and stirred back to life.

"Well...that wasn't expected," Laurent mused as he settled closer to the action, right between Gauis and Owain. The other two merely nodded, not even phased by the bespectacled mage's entrance while the humans watched the Taguel fuck the divine Manakete before them.

"YESSSSSH!" Tiki's shrill scream echoed through the grotto. Her nails dug into the moss while the rest of her body rattled and shook between the sex and that ravaged her senses. the sinful symphony rattled across the walls.

The trio watched before they exchanged glances and nodded. They slowly shuffled towards Tiki, cocks hard and ready. Even Owain's recently-spent dick twitched and stirred at the horny, holy screams that poured from the voice's lips.

Tiki's nostrils flared as she smelled the heady stench of musk in front of her. Her eyes flashed up before she reached out and swiftly grabbed the pair of cocks before her. They twitched in her palms while she used the support to lean forward and let her tongue coil out to lap at the third dick that awaited her.

"W-Whoa!" Owain gasped as her wet spit slathered against his dick. Gaius grunted from the hand wrapped around his cock. But Laurent only winced at the tight grasp on his own dick. Especially since his focus was elsewhere. Namely, the pair of heavy pillows that bounced with every thrust from the Taguel behind her.

The mage slipped out of her sweaty, messy palm and instead dared to slip underneath her. Owain watched his friend and shifted aside to give the studiously suicidal boy room at her breasts as he wanted. Laurent's long, thin dick slipped between her cleavage while he held her shoulders for support. His knees hunched forward to keep her tits wrapped around his dick.

Tiki worked on pure instinct as she fucked, stroked, licked, and bounced against the quartet of cocks that had been laid out before her. Her slitted eyes rolled up in pure bliss as the powerful stench of human men left her witless and breathless. She couldn't think of anything but the sheer, wanton pleasure that had so thoroughly enchanted her.

"G-Gaaah!" Yarne gasped and stumbled atop Tiki's rump while his cock shuddered in her pussy. The Manakete blinked and moaned as hot Taguel seed fired right into her womb to slosh alongside the myriad of man-soup that boiled and bubbled in her warm core.

"Whe-w-woah!"

The Taguel stumbled back off the moss and onto the stone ground. He winced and whimpered in pain as a single rope of cum fired back onto the bed and lashed right across Tiki's ass. The Voice paid little heed to this while she focused on the trio before her. Gaius grimaced at her somewhat rough hands before he shook his head clear and grunted out, "Well, guess I can't put it off forever."

Gaius shifted out from in front of her and instead shuffled beside her as he laid down flat. He reached over and picked the Voice up to straddle atop him. "At least she'll be doing most of the work this way," the thief mused to himself.

Laurent rose to his feet and briefly mulled his options. The way she was currently he likely could stick his dick back between her breasts and keep going. But the angle of attack would be much harsher and the height contrast alone would make things a challenge. Instead, he'd just have to settle for her mouth, like Yarne.

Owain grimaced and gripped his cock while he watched the Voice be shifted against his comrades. The way Laurent bent her forward and Gauis pushed up against her wet pussy didn't leave him many options. He could grab her hand of course, but that would make the balance even more tricky than before. So that left one last solution for what he could do - the back.

"Hooooh, t-tight," Gaius grumbled as her velvet lips stretched over his cock. Laurent grunted above while her lips sealed around his cock as well. The two men tried to adjust to their new state and missed the obvious as a certain swordsman settled behind the Manakete and prodded her rear.

"G-Guhh?!" Tiki gasped through Laurent's cock. The bespectacled boy looked up in time to see Owain's dick push past her puckered ring and into her tight ass. The blond gasped and grabbed her hips just past Gaius.

"Aww n-nuts," the Thief grunted as her already-tight pussy practically sealed over his cock. He couldn't even push up anymore and had to wholly rely on how her body squirmed and undulated over his dick. Gauis sent a quick glare to Owain through the Voice's body before he just had to grit his teeth and bear it.

And bear it he did - they all did. The trio found some uncomfortable means of cohesion as they tugged and pushed Tiki between their three dicks. Laurent struggled to fit his shaft in her mouth until he pushed into her tight throat. Gaius had to push his body off the moss bed to properly plant his dagger into her dragon keyhole. And Owain had to contend as his thicker girth was fought against by her tight asshole.

Still, despite the trials they faced they found it grew easier and easier. More than that, it began to feel quite pleasurable as Tiki's body adjusted to their ministrations. The Voice herself added in as she could with her instinctive tongue curls around Laurent's shaft or the way her hips undulated between Gaius and Owain.

Gaius grimaced as he felt the inevitable pressure in his loins. All that time in her tight ass had worn him down and he was clearly already at the end of his rope. He tried to fight it off against her constant state of euphoria and carnal climactic bliss. Yet he succumbed regardless and slammed into her hips one last time "D-Damnit!"

Tiki shuddered as yet more hot cum filled her already-stuffed womb. She moaned into the dick in her throat and made Laurent shudder and gasp while he fought to stay on his feet. Owain saw his comrade's plight and instead pulled Tiki slightly up Gaius's dick to keep her level with Laurent instead. His act made the built-up slurry of cum and quim leak out of her pussy and down onto the thief's crotch.

"F-Fuck that's warm," Gaius lamented at the heat on his groin. Not even the rather pleasurable sight of her full breasts over his head could really make up for that while she was roasted between Laurent and Owain. Still, that did give the thief an idea and he tapped the theatric swordsman's knuckle. "Hey, kid - pull her back up," Gaius ordered.

P-Pardon, sir?" Owain asked.

The thief rolled his eyes and reinforced his point. "Grab her arms, yank her back, and hold her up." he broke it down step by step.

The swordsman blinked and looked over at Laurent. The bespectacled man nodded back before he pulled his cock out of her throat and mouth completely. Owain did as he was instructed and seized her shoulders to bring her back against him before she could even offer protest.

"Eyah?!"

"Hooh!" he grunted as he held her up.

"See? Easy" Gauis nodded before he limped his way out from between them. He pointed his thumb back at Laurent while he shifted towards the edge of the mossy bed. "Now glasses here can do his business as well. Good luck, kids," he waved them off.

"W-Wait, what?!" Laurent uncharacteristically shouted, but Gauis had already limped past the still prone Yarne. He sighed and turned to his fellow time-displaced survivor. Owain glanced back while he struggled to hold up Tiki with his somewhat taxed strength.

"G-Go ahead Laurent -I will hold back this dra-aaaaah," he grimaced as her ass squeezed around him. He pinched her hips and tried to keep her from sending them both backward while his companion came to his conclusion.

"Very well," the redhead nodded as he stepped forward. His glasses fogged over at the intense carnal heat that wafted off the needy Manakete. His hands reached out and held her hips while Owain's grip shifted to keep her thighs split open and her pussy exposed. "Alright," he breathed out before he pushed forward.

Tiki's pussy was warm, wet, and very, very wild indeed. Already, Laurent felt his long girth struggle against the oppressive grip of her loins. The same challenge befell Owain as he struggled to keep pace in her ass. Still, the two managed and set a decent pace to compensate for the differences in their height and builds.

The Voice sang her approval at their feats, though at this point it was less a mark of praise and simply her continued desire to be sated again and again. Already the cum of many men sloshed in her womb and rump while the rest churned in her stomach. She happily leaned back against Owain and presented her large bosom to Laurent's gaze. Her hands shifted both before and behind her to wrap around the two men's shoulders while they railed her again and again. "A-haah! Yessssh d-dohn't shtaaaap!" she shrilly slurred.

Laurent grimaced as spit flew from her lips and covered his collar. Still, he persisted on and on just as Owain did from her behind. The duo constantly pumped in and out of her orifices as her inhuman desires and needs were sated over and over again.

Yet try as they must and need, they were still only human. And while Owain himself was in far better shape, the same couldn't be said of Laurent. His decision to trade physical prowess for mental cost him as a single Manakete climax sapped him of his strength. "G-Gods!" he gasped as he slumped back.

Owain Laurent's wrists while the bespectacled man shot his load into her pussy. He managed but a few sticky, stringy shots before his dick slipped out and sprayed the rest over her stomach. The intense grip of her ass took Owain's focus and forced him to drop Laurent.

"Oof!"

The redhead gasped as his back hit the moss and his head lingered over the edge. The brim of his hat cushioned the blow that would've struck the back of his head while he shuddered and wheezed for much-needed breath. He couldn't even muster a finger to help while Tiki's weight sent the blond blade-wielding braggart back to the other side of the bed. The impact jarred her off his cock while she straddled atop him.

Owain was alone now.

Tiki reacted as if on instinct as she bent forward and began to slam her hips down on the sword in her pussy. Her nails curled against Owain's legs while she gasped and screamed in wanton bliss. She was too far gone to process who was in her or what kind of performance they were boasting about. It simply didn't matter to her anymore.

The same couldn't be said for the blonde blade-wielder trapped under her divine derriere though. Owain tried to grab onto her shapely hips for much-needed support while she rolled and undulated atop him. The blasphemous touch made his fingers tingle as he tried to hold her aloft. It wasn't like when he'd had the others to help divest her attention - this time he alone could get the full and unbridled bunk of the Holy Voice's lustful power.

The results were clear as day. With every forceful stroke down she pushed the mortal into the moss and the rock below. The tattered plants slowly rose over him as his body was embedded deeper and deeper into the thick coat of green. He could do little more than watch as the Manakete writhed and squirmed atop him. Her hair long since undone from its once-immaculate coils now shimmered and bounced in the rhythm of her hips before it was sealed against her sweaty skin.

In that moment they were alone - just Naga's daughter and the scion of her divine blood. To the lust-drunken Tiki, it didn't matter who he was or why he was here. To her, he was but another mortal cock and balls to wring dry in her ravenous and unquenching lust. And try as he might and struggle as he must, in the end even he would fall to her holy assault.

Owain grimaced as he felt his groin shudder and clench. He knew his end was near, and with it would be the last of his strength. It took all his power to keep her atop him while she thrashed and squirmed like a beast. Even now he felt the heat that wafted from her once-pure body until even his mighty sword hand was overwhelmed. With a final, bellowing cry he succumbed to her and stained the womb of Naga's progeny with his own cum.

Tiki hissed as her already-stuffed body was packed tight with more and more syrupy, thick spunk. She thrashed and bounced atop him to dislodge more and more of the mortal slurry that had been greedily sucked up into her. Her slitted eyes glared at him like he was a piece of succulent meat, meant only to sate her ravenous sexual appetite until he was but a withered husk. He, and all the barely conscious men that surrounded him. "Gods...is this how it ends?" Owain weakly lamented.

"Not yet."

The exhausted scion and the other assembly turned to behold a sight both welcoming and disturbing. Everyone - every man that had sired with her thus far had huddled into the grotto. All down to their underwear with a very unamused Exalt and Tactician at the head.

"Nyah hah hah! Bet you're glad to see reinforcements on this turn, aint'cha?" Henry cackled next to Chrom. The rest of the men said absolutely nothing while they aided Gauis and the other boys to their feet.

"...What?" Owain blankly asked and winced as Tiki shifted atop him. The feral daughter of Naga released his loins with a lewd wet pop while she gazed in wonder at the literal buffet before her. Even though such thin smallclothes she could smell the rich bounty of masculine tribute that had rallied forth to tame and quash the decadent, Divine dragon daughter.

"Nevermind that now, Henry," Chrom grunted as he looked past the fallen young men and towards the still-ravenous Manakete. "She's on the ropes now, but we can't let up. Everyone - give it your all!" he roared.

It was a strange sort of rallying cry that rattled across the rocky walls. A queer call that heralded the arrival of a most peculiar army against a single, potent threat. Each one of them had tried against this beast of base desire once before now. Some had faltered, others had persisted. Few had matched her, and scarcer fewer had bested her. Yet to her eyes - clouded in lust and enslaved by sinful degeneracy, it was a feast that could only come from the heavens above. A gift from her holy mother, Naga.

Even before they'd stripped out of their small clothes she smelled it- the heavy musk that weighed down on her. Her eyes slowly drew from shaft to shaft as they bounced free of their confines before her. The thick cloud of musk drew tight and compact around the linger of rationality that lingered in the deepest corner of her Manakete mind. It would not see the light of day for some time...not that she was of any means to lament that.

Tiki grinned widely in sheer, utter delight, and welcomed herself into the arms of sin.

The grotto's peace was irrevocably shattered as the continuous symphony of sin rattled off the walls. Grunts and groans of all ages joined with the divine screams that echoed into the sky overhead. Time passed by the Voice in an utterly blissful blur as she was taken time after time again by all the men who she'd tested before. Her body was alight in pleasure and euphoria as she was pushed and pulled from partner to partner in the blink of an eye. No part of her body was beyond reach as the Shepherds made one final drive to lay the divine dragon once and for all.

"Ngh!" she gasped as Henry took her ass once again as he gleefully yanked her hair. Her nails raked against the rocks under her while she pumped her hips back against his with feverish abandon. Drool and tears leaked down from her face while she struggled against the pain and pleasure that had encapsulated her. She howled and screamed as another hot load filled and churned in her rump before a parting volley of Plegian seed stained her bare back.

The blissful haze swept up again and cleared long enough for her to wrap her arms and legs around the humble-yet-hardy farm boy Donnel while he pounded her raw pussy. Her firm grasp hardly deterred the bumpkin while he bumped and bashed his way in and out of her thoroughly drenched and defiled loins. She laid her tongue against his bare shoulder until drool leaked down his arms and onto the floor beneath them. Her nails and even her teeth twitched and dug into his tight flesh as another ferocious siege of cum assaulted her pussy.

Another blink and her legs and arms snapped to her sides as the mighty Frederick split her open in his grasp while his fists clamped down on her bare nape. Her toes and fingers twitched and flailed as her limbs flopped helplessly in the stern, wary knight's grasp. He gave her no quarter while he strove to fulfill the duty laid out to him by his lord and master. A duty that left her womb packed with more cum as her eyes slit and rolled back into her skull.

Then her feet bounced free as she was jerked back and forth between the timid Ricken in her loins and the pious Libra in her ass. Her head lulled back against Libra's shoulder while the duo worked to keep her literally on her toes. Her leg bent and rubbed against Ricken's thigh while she reached towards him to seize his shoulders with her hands. Her hips squirmed and rolled against Libra's grasp as the pious man pulled her back onto his cock and erupted into her ass. Ricken struggled onto his toes as he released his own load in her eager womb.

It still wasn't enough for her, and luckily she had yet more to go. From the mage and the war priest, she found herself on the moss with her leg in Gerome's hand while he straddled her thigh and rode the sexy, decadent dragon. Her hand tweaked and pulled on her breast as bays and howls passed through her lips. Spit flew out while she squirmed and writhed against the expert rider who claimed a new mount with a stoic, grim scowl on his lips. His hips doubled in speed as she reached the inevitable climax that would leave her with yet more seed inside her holy cavern.

His rough riding lingered in her mushy mind as the boastful Vaike attempted to breed her down while her feet curled by her pointed ears. Yet try as he might her hoarse voice never hit quite the same highs she'd reached with the masked man. Still, that hardly stopped her as she clawed at his bare back until deep marks were left in her nails' wake. Her eyes had rolled back up into orgasmic bliss long before he managed to erupt into her loins once more.

Her throat crooned and cawed as she bounced down on surly Brady while her fists busied themselves with the staff and blade of Laurent to her left and Chrom himself at her right. She leaned to her sides to lick and suckle one as her fist hastened against the other. The men grunted and squirmed in her pams while the horny Manakete traded to and fro while her hips rolled with swift, vigorous strokes down on the boy beneath her. Her results earned her a shower of cum that coated her from head to body, much to the protests of Brady beneath it all.

More and more - she craved yet more as load after load was delivered into and onto her. Every hole accepted the milk of mortals until she could hardly begin to count. Her once-keen mind had recessed into the endless void of pleasure that consumed her. Wave after ecstatic wave rattled her from fingers to toes until she could feel nothing but pleasure. And yet as much as she felt now, it was only the start of more yet to come.

Tiki shuddered and mewled as her hips rolled back and forth. Her knees and palms trembled as the mighty Owain Dark drilled her down until she coughed out jizz. A puddle of seed from a myriad of sources swirled below her as the rest drizzled down her chin. The Voice didn't hesitate for a second before she leaned down and began to noisily slurp and lap up her treat again while the swordsman came with a mighty bellow.

Cum still dripped from her lips even as she was taken. Tiki swiftly found herself perched on her toe tips and bent against the tree with her legs spread wide as she was roughly taken by Gregor again, but this time with much greater delight and enthusiasm on her end. Her nails dug new welts into the bark while the foreign man vigorously plowed her holy body. Sweat and seed dripped off her and down to her toes while she shuddered and spasmed under his relentless attack. Her pointed ear twitched as she heard an incoherent bellow followed by enough cum to leak out of her stuffed loins until a large puddle formed between her feet.

Her delightful screams were soon cut off as she gobbled down Stahl's lance while prince Inigo struggled to pound her slutty, soppy wet holes. Her slutty body was jerked back and forth between the two cocks that now pumped her from both sides. Her arms were yanked back by Inigo while she blindly gobbled and stuffed her face into Stahl's crotch. The long tongue lapped and licked both in and out of her lips to coax out more of her favorite salty delight. She hardly noticed that the lad released a whole two heaps of jizz before the cavalier even expelled a single load.

Whatever coos she had left in her cum coated throat were choked out as she writhed and squirmed beneath the tender, terrific touch of Virion himself. The Manakete arched back into the archer's body while he let his hands roam over her at a pace equal to the rhythmic pumps of his loins. Somehow he managed to hone in on the exact points that would be unseen to the naked eye and hidden from an ignorant mortal's touch. The source of his newfound wisdom was left unsaid while Tiki's toes curled in pure orgasmic delight.

On and on she was taken until barely a speck of her body remained untouched. The waters of the grotto were left sullied as sweat, spit, and sin leaked out of her every orifice. She was taken anywhere that they could manage, and as many ways as her inhuman body could be bent and bowed. And all the while she remained with a delighted grin on her lips and a bottomless hunger in her eyes. The world passed her by unheeded as she threw herself into the endless wells of euphoria that surrounded her.

Time seemed to finally catch up to her as she limply hung between the three cocks that had pierced her holes. Her lips dragged up and down Gaius's cock like a sweet succulent popsicle while the thief's fingers dug into her messy, mess-coated hair. Her hips shakily rolled up and down on tepid Yarne as he lay prone beneath her and squeezed her hips for dear life. Her breasts and ass were claimed by none other than the man who had pushed her over the edge - Robin.

She looked up at the Thief through a face covered in cum. The dried patches and ropes creaked and cracked as she pumped her thick, swollen lips over his spit-soaked shaft. She felt him dig his hands into her hair as the rest fell loose around her. Her left eye drew shut before a massive wad of seed would've seeped over it.

Behind her, Yarne and Robin worked in an uneasy rhythm as they took her pussy and ass. The slightly ragged brush from the Taguel's ear made her fingers bristle and shift against the rock beneath her. Her breasts were kneaded and squeezed by Robin's lethargic, yet still-deft hands. She couldn't even muster the energy to roll her hips back against him while she was dragged to and fro across the trio of thick cocks that had pinned her tight.

Sore - delightfully sore. That's how she would've described herself if she had the wits and words to do so. Her power, once copious and unfettered, now felt so weak and finite. She felt so positively drained that it was only mere instinct that kept her conscious as her lips were pulled and pushed along Gaius, Robin, and Yarne's cocks.

Words were said, but she could not hear them. All her senses were taken from her after n unfathomable amounts of cum and climaxes had assaulted her holy body. Whatever semblances of coherence that still lingered in her hardy Manakete body were buried deep under a thick blizzard of bliss.

And she'd never felt happier in all her long, long life.

"Mmwoah~"

The three men came in short succession - first Robin, then Gaius, and finally Yarne painted her insides with a fresh coat of white. Tiki's cheeks swelled out to try and accommodate the Thief's salty yet sweet seed until it drooled out of her stuffed lips. Her hips wildly rolled and undulated atop Yarne while he poured his Taguel pride into her womb. The last scion of the Taguel mixed and flowed with the progeny of all lands. A summit of sin sloshed in her slightly swollen belly while the very last of her strength leaked through her weary body.

"P-Pwah!"

She spat out the cock and the cum that had filled her cheeks. Her body went limp as she landed on her hands and knees before the shaky assemblage of the Shepherd's many studs. Her eyes remained glued shut thanks to the dried jizz that had masked her face, yet she still felt their presence around her. With her last bit of strength, she pushed herself up, hands on the ground as her hoarse voice called out.

"F-Finish...on me-a-all on meee~"

Her final, labored plea reached their ears as they struggled to comply. The Voice heard grunts of all ages around her as various men jerked themselves to a final climax. Names and faces no longer mattered in the slightest. For her part, the Manakete simply waited for the final sticky shower.

She got her wish.

Not but a sigh escaped her lips as her tongue lulled out to accept the syrupy seed. She felt the scions of the humble and proud, the regal and commoner, as they anointed her holy body in the shackles of mortal life. No part of her being was left untouched as she welcomed it all, much as her mother welcomed all mortals in her heart. Truly, Tiki was naga's daughter.

Her tongue remained out as she let volley after volley of sticky cum lash against her face and into her mouth. Her hands cupped before her bosom while she was struck from her front and sides until the seed pooled between her breasts and in her palms. She arched back to accept the gift of new life onto her stomach and her hips. Her knees opened to show her freshly fucked pussy that leaked yet more spunk into a puddle at her feet.

All over her body, from her long hair to her luscious thighs. From her weary arms to her wavering rump, she accepted this tribute. Jizz embraced her as she felt the last of her strength give way. But more importantly than that was the sound of the hunger that had gnawed at her for centuries until it nearly deafened her.

She heard nothing. Only silence. Wonderful, blissful silence.

Tiki collapsed back with a sigh as she basked in the warmth that clung to her and around her. Without the constant feral screams that had so deafened her, she could finally let herself breathe. Deep gasps that caused her heavy bosom to swell and ebb. Each lungful of air felt like the first breath of her life while she slowly came back to her senses. Even before she could let her fingers or toes curl on the stained rocks, her mind had settled enough for one necessary call.

She'd made her decision. A decision to forsake solitude and fully embrace the world that had gone on around her. That and to gleefully sup on the bounty of life that such a decision could afford her- every hour of every day. Her ear twitched as she heard someone, limp towards her. She couldn't make out faces under the cover of cum, but she could guess it was either of the two men that she'd issued this matter upon.

"V-Very well. Allow me to join you," she smiled through her sinful mask.


At last - it's done. It's finally, finally done.

I hope you all enjoyed this rather maddening endeavor as much as I enjoyed writing it. I won't lie and say it was smooth or easy - in fact, it was arguably one of the hardest challenges I've undertaken thus far as a writer. I had to face a lot of demons about myself and what I can do as a writer and as someone who could - emphasis could- have taken commissions on. Things have changed since then and I fear that is no longer a concrete option for me with my current life situation. All I can say is that I'm so thankful that of the few that I've written for, they were all so remarkably patient and kind with me and my many, many fuck ups. I know more than anyone how frustrating it can be, and it's not something I actively want to emulate and leave people waiting...

Anyway, as I said this was a delightful project that I'm so happy I could finally share with all of you. I'd love to hear your thoughts, so please don't hesitate to leave a comment about the story. Until then, thank you all for reading, and I'll see you next time :)