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Lake Stalwart

[M/Hermaphrodite, mpreg/oviposition, Merfolk, Terato, light horror]

It was the most exciting thing to happen each year. A trip to Lake Stalwart with the family - it was so great as a kid. There were campfires, smores, stories, swimming in the lake, all the great staples of a good summer vacation. As you got older, it started becoming the only thing you really looked forward to during the summer anymore. Starting in your early teenage years your parents had really began to argue, bickering about whatever asinine shit that distracted them from their real issues. They grew bitter and resentful of each other, and far less patient and kind to you and your siblings. The lake offered respite from the tension - even when you were just a little kid they’d let you run around on your own pretty frequently, but as a teenager your leash was seemingly non-existent there. 

You’d wander into the woods and listen to the cacophony of birds singing and insects humming. The sun would filter in through the treetops in warm, gentle golden rays caressing the dense foliage that blanketed the forest floor. You’d sometimes bring catalogues with you to observe and study the local flora. To some of the kids at your school, that would’ve sounded like the most boring shit they’d ever heard of, but to you it was a wonderful escape into a world that would never stop turning, growing and flourishing despite all the chaos and malice that humanity had to offer. The thorns of the blackberry bush didn’t care how you did your hair. The robins and bluejays couldn’t be bothered to criticize your life choices. The little speckled frogs and spotted toads didn’t give a damn what brand of shoes you wore. The total and complete freedom of the wilderness was incomparably peaceful.

You knew better than to stay out at night. The woods were warm and inviting during the day, but it would be disrespectful to assume that nature was a docile force. Night time was a different realm in the wild. Beautiful and tranquil as the beating of a butterfly’s wings, yet treacherous and chaotic as a brutal storm at sea. As the sun began to set, you would always head back to the cabin and from the balcony overlooking the lake, you’d watch the sky radiate a spectacle of deep warm hues that slowly bled into darker, cooler colors, glimmering in an enchanting, ethereal display over the calm surface of the water.

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It had been eight years since you’d last visited the lake.

As soon as your twin baby brothers had turned 18, the divorce papers practically materialised in your parents’ hands. Even through a tumultuous, venomous marriage they had stayed together to the dismay of yourself and your siblings, in some vain attempt to appear like a “normal” family until the kids were gone. The trips to Stalwart ceased and each subsequent summer felt as if there was a gaping hole in it.

Your parents, however separated, still owned the property. As June rolled around, you felt the familiar pang of sorrow that visited yearly. But then the realisation hit you: I’m a fucking adult with a car. I can just go there whenever I want.

Eagerly you packed your things and tacked a few of your vacation days to the weekend at the end of the month. As the days crawled by at an agonising pace, excitement slowly budded in your heart, until finally it was the day of. You let your friends know where you’d be and for how long, in case something happened. You knew being there alone could be dangerous, so it was best to have backup. You didn’t want this experience to be sullied by anyone else, though.

A few hours and Steely Dan CDs later, the familiar gravel driveway of your family’s cabin came into view. Your heart raced with eager anticipation. The cabin door was perpetually unlocked and you habitually kicked it open with ease. The place was a fucking mess. Not that you hadn’t expected it to be; you’d brought plenty of your own supplies to make up for it. You covered the decrepit couch in a tarp and laid your sleeping bag on it for later.

The nostalgia trip was both refreshing and incredibly depressing - seeing your old (now cobweb-infested) room and looking around the worn, aged cabin brought back pleasant memories, but also incited a long-forgotten feeling of bitter resentment at your parents for ruining so much of it. To shake this feeling, you decided to revisit the woods.

The forest seemed smaller than you remembered, but that was alright, you weren’t quite as limber as you used to be anyway. You started to sweat profusely as the heat of the summer sun beat down on you, even through the canopy of trees.

A thought crossed your mind. Fuck it, I’m going for a swim.

Back in the cabin you lathered up with a little sunscreen and donned your swim trunks. As insecure as you were about your pudgy tummy, you felt comfortable enough to go because there was no one here anyway.

The gravelly, rocky sand was a travesty to walk on once you removed your flip flops, but the chilly embrace of the water was enough of a relief to make up for it. You were enjoying yourself, piddling around in the shallows for a bit before heading further into the middle of the lake. Your little brothers were always too afraid to go farther than standing depth, but in the deeper waters there were no toe-biters or arguing parents. Just the serenity of floating weightlessly in silence.

Sunlight glittered in a beautifully blinding spectacle at the lake’s surface. You floated on your back, letting the sunlight pound your chest and the water playfully slosh at your ears.

In the span of less than a second, the light was ripped away as you were forcefully dragged under the water. Adrenaline pulsed through your body as you flailed and struggled. You resurfaced, gasping wildly before being pulled down underwater yet again.

If you hadn’t have been in the water your trunks would be soaked from you pissing yourself in fear at that moment. You couldn’t see much in the murk below the surface, but something huge had you in its grip. Four luminescent - no, four glowing yellow eyes peered at you from the face of whatever the hell held you still. You felt as if your lungs were going to explode as your last bit of breath escaped, and everything felt so heavy. Something pressed up against your mouth, and a sliver of relief momentarily pierced your crippling fear as you felt air being siphoned into you. For some reason, as your breathing returned, the dread ebbed away. An overwhelming sense of calm took over your body.

Your swim trunks were torn off. That was ok. Everything suddenly felt so ok. You felt something tickle your exposed dick. That was definitely ok. You felt a smile creep onto your face, hidden behind whatever was feeding you air. Those fiery yellow eyes were hypnotising. Unable to tear yourself away, you simply allowed this thing’s quadruple-gaze captivate you. Lights and prismatic colours danced inside of the creature’s eyes in a mystifying swirling motion. Something slippery slid its way onto your cock. You felt a hot wave of carnal euphoria tear through your body, rippling like crashing waves as it thrust itself upon you. Your heart beat grew wild and uncontrollable.

As the thing gyrated itself on your cock, you felt something particularly tentacle-like slither around your hip to the left. A low, sensual groan escaped your lips as the long appendage dug itself into your rear. You felt it slithering deeper into you. Your entire body was shaking from the overwhelming stimulation, your hips rocking back and forth and your toes curled tight.

Something large pressed against your rear and slid through the tentacle submerged in your ass. A large, spherical orb squeezed its way into you. Your cock twitched feverishly as a wave of warm cum gushed into the creature fucking you. You let out a muffled scream in pleasure as more orbs slid into you. You felt your stomach expand until it pressed against the creature.

It held you there for hours, pumping more and more of those orbs into you. You guessed they were probably eggs. That didn’t bother you. Nothing could bother you. Whatever this creature was funneling into your throat was making everything ok. Your stomach was bloated beyond measure, yet somehow the thing managed to keep your cock locked inside of itself.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed. You could only tell when the sun rose or set, judging by how dark or how light the water became at times. You lost yourself in a dizzy, blissful haze, constantly rocked with pleasure and ecstasy. The creature didn’t fill you up with any more eggs, but you felt your stomach grow as they developed.

A few sunrises and sunsets later, you felt something stir in your stomach. Your cock twitched in anticipation, and you moaned as you felt something shift within you. Something was sliding through you, and pushed itself out of your ass. Two tentacles enveloped your hips and spread your legs apart to ease this… birth. They began to pour out of you, squeezing past your most delicate sensitivities, hardening your cock and causing you to moan. The creature seemed to sense your pleasure and began to rock itself back and forth on your dick once again. Your bloated, distended stomach began to shrink as your young squirmed their way out of you. You felt their slick, tiny forms surrounding you in the water, swimming around you in a frenzy. You cried out and shook wildly as an orgasm ripped its way through your body like a thunderclap. Cum gushed from your dick into the creature as one last baby pushed its way out, and no more. You felt so empty.

Your vision returned from what had been a blurry haze, and peering back at you were dozens and dozens of teeny, glowing yellow eyes. In the centre of them all, gazing at you still were the large eyes of the creature who had held you captive.

Gently it held you as it swam upwards to the surface. For the first time in days your head breached the surface, and you could see and breath the surface world in once again. The shore began to draw closer, and you realised the creature was taking you back to land. A few moments passed before you realised you were standing again, knee-deep in the water.

A thick layer of slime began to slough off of your skin as it made contact with the air. Your hands weren’t even pruned in the slightest, and you were only slightly damp. You turned around to see four large yellow eyes peeking at you from the distance, just barely above the surface. You waved, and the creature looked at you for a moment longer before submerging itself back into the water.

The euphoria had worn off, and your body looked so normal and untouched considering what had happened. You weren’t exactly sure how to react, but part of you already longed to go back and stay in the water. The sun was beginning to set, however, and a breeze blew past you. You realised you were stark naked and freezing.

After returning to the cabin and checking your phone (it was plugged in to the portable battery you’d brought, thankfully), you realised you had work again tomorrow. With a sigh you resigned yourself to the drive back home that night. A sliver of excitement still lingered in your heart, however - you knew you’d be coming back to your beloved Lake Stalwart every year from now on.

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More stories today

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Ace of Clubs

[M/M, Teratophilia, Werewolf]

It’s been a long day. You’re walking home from school at eight o’clock at night, after activities for about seven of the clubs you’re in. Your parents are so proud of their little darling extracurricular all-star. They push you constantly to do better, join more clubs, get better grades make more friends! You’re already an “A” student, you’re in more clubs than you can count on your fingers, and there’s honestly only like three people that you actually want as your friends. But unless you suddenly ascend to literal godhood, your parents seem like they will never be satisfied. You understand that they mean well, but good god do you need a break.

The walk at night from your high school and your home feels like the only true respite you get. Twenty minutes of absolute solitude. You honestly wished the walk was longer. You walk intentionally slower, yet you can only get it to last for about 20 minutes.

It’s March, so the weather is currently in a transition state from frozen hellscape to scorching desert. The air is refreshingly cool, so you only really needed to wear a jacket. A small chorus of crickets chirp feebly, as if unsure of their timing. The sun has set, and the sky bleeds with the hues of twilight. The sides of the road are littered with ancient trees whose usual inhabitants were finally beginning to return from their winter hiatus.

You’re about ten minutes from home. The road is empty as usual, now that most normal people are home in this town. You make a habit to study each little crack and deformity in the sidewalk as you go along, taking extra time to inspect each one. Intrusive thoughts begin to filter into your mind.

Good god, is this really what I’ve deigned to? I turned 18 years old last month. I may still be in high school, but I’m an adult! My parents just stomp all over me, not letting ME decide what to do with MY time, and I just let them. I can’t wait until I’m in college and far away enough to just lie to them -

As the cyclone of thoughts whirls through your head, what sounds like a branch snapping to your right. Your senses instantly rush back to you - you walk home by yourself every day, yet you are admittedly so easily spooked by everything at night. You start walking faster, missing out on extra alone-time to your dismay, but too spooked to give much of a shit.  

You feel your heart drop to your ass when a large hand lands on your shoulder. A guttural growl sounds from whatever stood behind you. You try to run, but it pounces on you. Whatever it is, it’s large, furry, and heavy. You would have assumed it was a feral dog or something if it hadn’t put an actual hand on you. You landed on your stomach, and all of the air escapes your lungs as you hit the ground. A foot rests on your back, and two large, hairy arms stand like pillars in front of you. While gasping for air, you crane your neck up to see a wolf-like visage staring down at you. Its razor-like teeth gleam in the dim light as it growls at you.

You shut your eyes, perhaps in the hope that if you don’t believe in it, it’ll disappear. You whisper to yourself, “Please don’t eat me, please don’t eat me, please don’t eat me…” The thing on top of you looses a gruff laugh. In the deepest, scratchiest voice you’ve ever heard, it replies.

“Don’t worry… I don’t want to EAT you…” it begins to chuckle horrendously as you feel its claws rip through your jeans. It pulls your boxers down with the tip of a single talon.

“Oh fuck.” You think to yourself, accurately. Something fleshy brushes against your behind. You scream as you feel a thick, rough cock start to slide into your ass. At first it - no, HE starts slowly, wetting just the very end of his dick, pushing lightly, back and forth. You hate yourself for thinking this, but it actually feels kind of… good. You relax a bit. The creature, noticing this, remarks, “Oh, you like this, huh?” and cackles again. He starts pushing more of its cock into you. It hurts less now, and you moan as the beast’s girth plunges further inside of you. He stops holding you down, now moving its gargantuan hands to your hips, pulling your abdomen up as he arcs his hips forward.

You feel your face flush and your cock harden as he pushes the rest of himself into you. Your breathing grows labored as he thrusts, at first softly but with growing intensity. His penis is probably the size of your arm, and as he pushes it deeper you can’t help but release a primal moan. He growls and begins to thrust harder and harder.

Your dick starts to feel like it’s gonna explode. You feel like you’ve been struck by lightning and electricity is coursing through every inch of your body. You’ve masturbated before, but this feels so much better than that. You’re not even touching yourself, yet you feel it coming. You whine as your cock twitches and cum spurts onto the dark road underneath you. The beast is still pushing into you, harder and faster with each thrust. You’re so sensitive now that the pleasure is overwhelming.

You feel his cock swelling and writhing within you. He howls as warm semen floods inside of you. He pulls out and his fluids gush from your gaping bottom and onto the street. You can’t really muster the strength to stand up yet, but you feel him getting up. You squeak out the words:

“I’ll be… here… same time… tomorrow…”

He lets out the guttural semblance of a laugh and replies “So will I.”

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The Harem - Part 1

[Pregnancy fantasy, Female or AFAB subject, multiple suitors]

You held her hand as her screams ripped through the cavernous palatial room. She was going into labour, and quickly. A servant rushed over to cloud her mind with opioids to ease the delivery. Within a minute the powerful drugs had rendered her nigh-unconscious as she pushed. It was like any other day for the Harem, another birth, another breeding. You’d found kinship among the others, and each time they were due, you were there for them, and they for you when it was your time.

You held your best friend’s hand as her delivery wrapped up. Not a sound could she muster under the heavy influence of powerful opioids, and as the new prince (one of hundreds of thousands) was carried away after having exited her womb, she fell asleep. Several servants came to collect her and bring her to her chambers to rest before her next breeding session. She would be given the finest of care and medicines to ensure that the transition would be seamless. The Harem took care of its own.

The Harem was a prestigious organisation that any parent would murder for their child to be brought into. The God-Emperor would send scouts all across the land to find young people suitable for his pleasure. If your child was chosen, the entire family would benefit from lavish gifts and rewards of gold, gems, embroideries, and much more - nothing compared to the vastness of the God-Emperor’s treasury, but it was more wealth than any villager could dream of.

Those chosen for the Harem with the anatomical capabilities to carry children were given the honour of being bred by their divine ruler. His seed would take and grow far faster than normal human pregnancies, and it would only take a week or two before a flawless, beautiful child was delivered. Twins, triplets and other multi-births were so rare that they were nearly of legend. But not for you.

You laid a hand on your bloated stomach. It had been two weeks already and you hadn’t given birth. The entire palace had been in hysterics when the medical examiner had discovered you were carrying twins. Upon their birth there would be feasts, parades, parties and celebration galore. It was all surreal, and although the honour was beyond anything you’d ever known, you remained humble. Some of the others were jealous, but most were elated at your fortune. Having come from a despondent background, gratefully you’d shown incredible kindness to everyone ever since your induction, and here, kindness was seldom forgotten.

The God-Emperor himself had taken great notice to you after the news was out. Everywhere you went, a horde of guards followed. Anything you wanted was yours at the beck and call of your own personal servants. His Highness had no need for sleep, but each night you were to sleep in his personal chambers. The honour was beyond that of any noble or aristocrat in the land.

Your body had swelled to enormous proportions with the burden of two divine children growing within you. Your breasts were gigantic, soft and milky. Your stomach had ballooned so wide and so far that you could not travel without the aid of a palanquin and servants to carry it. Your libido had also grown, and fortunately the God-Emperor knew exactly how to cater to your needs. Each night he’d fuck you until you saw stars - being fucked by a god was not your ordinary Saturday night hookup. It was - unironically - divine. During the day, you had your own concubines… and friends willing to lend a hand.

You laid back on the luxurious cushions of the gilded chaise underneath you. You called over a servant to let them know it was time for a milking. A jumble of servants, male, female, and anyone otherwise appeared quickly to satiate you. Your garments were embroidered with gold and exotic gemstones, and they were ever so cautious as they declothed your swollen body. Nudity and sex at any given time or place in the Harem was not uncommon, and often turned into group activities.

A silent young man oiled your body, gently rubbing your breasts, stomach and thighs with a pungently floral essence. A milking mechanism was brought forth, but that was to be used after the fun. With a wave of your hand, you beckoned over more servants to please you. Two more silent waiters strode forward to gently caress your swollen, leaking tits. Each one of your nipples was latched onto by a servant, and you moaned loudly as they eagerly suckled. The tingling sensation burned and spread like a wildfire through your body as they mouthed and felt your breasts. More servants joined the fray, and your oily, shining stomach was rubbed and caressed as you were milked. They leaned on your large mass, resting against you as you moaned and wiggled in pleasure.

You begged them to roll you over so that you could be penetrated. They obliged, and in a team effort, you were picked up and put on your knees, your behind exposed, and you leaned heavily on the end-arm of the evidently very sturdy chaise so that your belly and tits swayed beneath you.

The two servants that had been milking you managed to worm their way under you, and you whimpered as their warm mouths met your nipples, and they began to suckle vigorously. A gasp escaped your lips as you felt a slimy, hard cock slide into your dripping pussy, hands on your bloated hips. Another cock, a toy of some sort was slid into your ass, and you growled gutturally. Whoever had their cock in you started to pump hard and fast. You couldn’t turn your neck enough to look at them, but it didn’t matter, as you already knew it was one of your servants dutifully pleasuring you.

Each of your breasts were being milked, and with a cock or toy in both your ass and pussy, you were writhing in absolutely, unbridled ecstasy. A tongue found its way onto your clitorous, and your moaning echoed throughout the palatial halls. Some of your Harem-mates gathered to watch your pleasuring, touching themselves and admiring you. Orgasm rocketed through you from your clitorus, but through shaky panting you demanded that your servants keep going. You felt warm cum gush into your vagina, and the servant whose cock twitched and writhed inside of you kept plunging into you until you felt yourself contracting and breaching another orgasm. You were screaming at this point, your voice ranging from high-pitched whines to low, primal growls and moans. Your entire body shook and you felt your babes shifting and kicking inside of you as carnal pleasure ripped through you in electrifying waves. Hands from a plethora of servants groped your body - on your breasts that were being milked, your ass, your stomach, and a hand ran through your hair.

Whoever had been fucking you from behind pulled out, and you felt their cum and your own fluids dribble from your aching pussy. Your servants withdrew from fucking you to clean you up a bit before rolling you over as a group again. Your red, puffy breasts rested on your massive stomach, and your clit still peeked from its hood to throb and ache.

Milk pumps were attached to your breasts, relieving you of some of the weight of your milk for a short time, and a gentle vibrator was held against your clit as they drained you. A tame orgasm sent warm waves through you, and you smiled as your milking came to an end and your servants prepared to feed you and groom you.

That night, as usual, you would be sleeping in the God-Emperor’s chamber, and your servants always made sure you looked perfectly appetising for His Highness.  

(Part two coming soon!)

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Half-Breed

[M/(transmasc/nonbinary), terato, breeding, werewolf]

Your ears perked up and your heartbeat quickened as the sickly sweet stench of heat invaded your nostrils. The scent was faint and coming from something miles away, but nothing would stop you from finding its source.

The cold winter wind whipped through your ebony fur as you exited your den. You could smell it clearer out here… it was so tantalising and your mouth watered at the familiar scent. You bared your fangs in a fierce, toothy grin and stifled a growl. You could barely contain yourself as you began to follow the scent trail.

Lungs burning and muscles aching, you ran with a fervor unlike any other. Your panting and growling was scaring off birds and small wildlife as you trampled wildly through the forest towards your prize. Tree branches and twigs slapped and raked across your face and caught in your fur as your blazed through the thicket, yet you paid no heed.

It was so close. The scent was overwhelming and thick, and you found yourself dizzy and lightheaded as your heart pounded fiercely in your chest. You burst from the treeline into a clearing painted with wildflowers and short, verdant green grass. A human was standing right in the middle of the clearing, their back to you. You used to be a human once, but those days were long forgotten. Now they were only prey to you.

The odour of heat emanated from this one… they whipped around and gasped at your sudden appearance. A shrill shriek emanated from their mouth, and they tried to run, but to little avail. You leapt forward and easily landed on top of them, pinning them down.

You held them down by their arms, and you looked down at their face. From what you remembered, this is what male humans looked like… furry face and usually broader in stature, but this one was unmistakably giving off the sweet stench of heat.

They cried pathetically and continued to shriek. Your large cock began to poke from its sheath, as you tore the rags, or “clothes” off of the human. Well, they looked male but they certainly had the parts you’d need to breed them. It mattered little, they would bear your litter regardless. They screamed and wailed, but no one came to their aid. They were all yours. Their clothes were now in tatters, and you picked them up and flipped them over. You pulled them up so you could fit yourself in easier, and the tip of your cock brushed their warm, soft entry. Their crying ceased a little bit, and their breathing slowed. You began to slide your cock into them, and to your surprise, they moaned. You growled in pleasure. This one would go easily.

You felt them growing wet as you slid more of your enormous dick inside of them, easing its entry. You began to thrust only a small amount of your cock into them at first, but as they grew wetter you were able to fit more of yourself in. You no longer had to restrain them - their body was more relaxed and they no longer cried in terror, rather, they moaned and growled (admittedly adorable to you) in pleasure as you slowly fucked them.  

Within a few minutes, you were able to slide your entire cock into them, and you started to thrust harder. They moaned loudly and their hips wiggled as you stuffed them. Your large, taloned hands rested on their comparatively tiny hips, and the tips of your claws dug into their soft, light-brown skin. You panted with bestial lust as you fucked them, feeling your cock swell as you plunged it into your prize.

Their soft vaginal walls tightened around your girth as your thrusting grew in intensity. You growled and pushed harder into them with every moan and whine that escaped their lips. You pounded into them furiously, your cock twitching and your knot beginning to swell as you drew closer to climax. Your hips flushed against their rear as you began pushing the entirety of your penis into them. They were so nice and tight around you, every inch of their insides hugging your cock and egging it to burst at any moment.

You howled as your cock began to writhe and twitch wildly within them, and your knot swelled as a rush of hot cum gushed from your dick and filled the human with your seed. A low, guttural moan emanated from them, and you couldn’t help but spasm and twitch as electrifying waves of orgasm rocketed through your entire body. Your knot was swollen and your cock firmly locked into them, and it continued to spurt cum as you growled and whined through a fierce, unrelenting orgasm. Your knot remained swollen for several minutes and you remained interlocked with the human as your seed filled them. They shook and trembled as they pleasured themselves with their own hand while your knot throbbed inside of them.

Finally, you released your cock and a line of cum dribbled from their hole onto the soft, grassy ground. You picked them up with ease, their naked, small form soft against the coarse fur on your chest. You looked down at them as you carried them towards your den - their face was flushed red and they offered no resistance to your advances. Admittedly it was a bit awkward walking on two legs again, but you made it to your den without issue.

You laid them down on your nest, a thrown-together pile of animal hides, pilfered tatters of clothing, and loose fur. You eased yourself behind them and wrapped an arm around them. They weren’t going anywhere. Fortunately, they didn’t seem to want to run anyway.

Days passed, and eventually you let the human come and go from your den as they pleased, so long as they returned each evening. Nightly you would mount them and savagely fuck them until their small body was shaking and weary, or they would take it upon themselves to sit on your cock and ride you until you came. Each night you were sure to come inside of them, and as weeks began to pass, you could see and smell the early signs of their pregnancy. Your seed had taken, and it would only be a few short months before they bore your litter.

As their stomach grew taught and their breasts began to swell, they left the den less and less, and you continued to bring them fresh kills and whatever you could find that a human could eat. Their food had to be clean or cooked, which was preposterous to you, but you obliged. Your pups needed to be born strong and healthy, and you’d do whatever it took to make sure that happened.

You enjoyed watching them swell with your litter as time passed, and it only encouraged you to fuck your new mate more often, and far more intensely. You grew paranoid and protective with each passing day, and as the third month neared, you rarely left the den except to hunt, as the pups were overdue and could arrive at any moment.

One night, your mate’s moaning and panting ripped you from your shaky sleep, and immediately you knew it was time. Their stomach had inflated to such a large size that they couldn’t even stand, and their breasts were tender and swollen with milk. It wasn’t long before the pushing started, and one by one, your pups slid from your mate agonisingly slowly. Your mate screamed and panted, and you licked their face, stomach and genitals to try and ease their pain.

Hours passed, although it felt like an endless eternity, and your litter was born. As humans only tend to have two nipples, your squirming pups struggled against each other to suckle from your mate’s breasts and feed. You were satisfied, and once the pups were soon weaned from milk and could eat meat, you’d probably let the human become their first real meal.

Then it would be time to find another one to breed.

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henlo

Hi everyone, so sorry to have kept you all waiting for more stories. I’m no longer homeless - yay - but depression reared its ugly head and I have been in a real bad rut lately. It’s starting to get a little better and hopefully I’ll have some more stuff soon :-)

Also - someone asked a while back for me to label stories with the characters’ genders. I’ll be working on that tonight and all new stories and the old ones I’ve posted so far will include visible gender tags :-)))

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I love me some roses ♥️

Lasting up to 5 years, you’ll never have to water these Enchanted Roses, by Julia Kravchenko on Etsy

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THERE'S👏NOTHING👏WRONG👏WITH👏WANTING👏A👏GIANT👏WEREWOLF👏COCK👏IN👏YOUR👏ASS👏THATS👏NORMAL👏

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Can you please tag your stories on whether the receiver is a boy or girl? I love them but I can't hardly find any girl ones

Oh, sure! :-)

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Oviposition/terato storybook

Hello lovers ~

I have found a nice place to live and will be moving in soon. Without the worry of finding a place to sleep at night or starving I will be writing more... A LOT more. Fortunately it seems like y'all freaks are just as into oviposition and teratophilia just as much as I am. Within the next few months I hope to release an e-book that will house a large collection of these stories, including the ones posted here to my blog and public on patreon as well as a plethora of works exclusive to the storybook! I plan on making it available on multiple e-book platforms and purchaseable for only a few dollars:3 I'm excited to pour my heart and kinks into it and I'll be posting updates here ♥️♥️♥️

[luruneth]

The San’layn, Pt 4 - The Bloodreaver Heritage

[M/M, cis, gay, vampires, WoW]

He sat up on the cold steel floor of the Crimson Halls. You were both still naked and drenched in each other's fluids. He kissed you gently and helped you stand up. Not like you needed it, but every touch of his sent shivers through you.

He led you back to the room once more, and instead of using the door, you both walked through the hole you blasted in the wall.

He strode over to a beautiful mahogany dresser and opened it to reveal of plethora of gilded, scarlet, emerald-laden robes.

He took one and draped it over his arm. He then walked back over to you and took your hand.

"These are only fit for San'layn such as myself. You however, deserve only the best,” he whispered to you.

Had you been alive, your cheeks would have flushed red despite your best attempts to stifle your feelings.

He guided you to a lavish, grandiose chamber. The ceiling was high, the tapestry that hung from above was otherworldly in its beauty and intricate details, and the floor swirled with patterns that glowed as you stepped over them.

“This was Lana'thel's chamber. And this was her wardrobe..." he said as he strolled over to a magnificent, towering dresser. "Whatever you like is yours."

You nearly squealed in delight as you sifted through the gorgeous gowns, robes, and jewellery. You turned to look at him - his eyes were soft and a content smirk plastered his face.

You found an outfit suited for such a dignified, filthily rich elf as yourself. The Blood-Queen's robe was adorned with beautiful silver garnishings, real emeralds, and silk finer than Lore'themar's hair.

Your face lit up as you turned to look at him. He gazed at you as if you were the most beautiful creature in the world, you couldn't help but feel that he was right.

He bowed before you. "There aren't many of us left, but my, do those robes suit you. There is one thing left, however."

He strode over to a chest adorned in scarlet and gold filigree. The inside glowed as he pried it open. "Yes, perfect."

He lifted something enormous out of the box. His voice trailed off as he spoke.

"This..."

"This you may recognise."

It was Lana'thel's crown.

He carried it with the tenderness that one would hold a newborn baby with, as if it would shatter upon him dropping it. He positioned himself behind you and affixed the crown of Lana'thel onto the back of the robes, and gently placed the headpiece onto your crimson hair.

You felt his hand on your back, and he appeared beside you, gesturing for you to come with him. He guided you over to an incredible, gargantuan mirror with an intricate golden rim. You peered at your reflection and gasp. You were absolutely stunning in her clothes. You were born into vast wealth, but never had you worn something so grand and so fitting.

You could see him in the reflection behind you, wiping tears from his eyes.

You turned around to look at him directly. He knelt before you. You laughed and pulled him up to kiss you.

He lingered, and pressed his lips against yours tenderly. He seemed nervous to touch you, but you took his hands and guided them to your hips.

You laughed in between kisses, and he took a moment to stare at you with a puzzled look on his face. "Get those robes on," you commanded him, "We're going somewhere."

He deftly dressed in the crimson, gold and emerald robes that he had been carrying with him. You already knew he looked good naked and in plate armour, but as the cloth pressed against his defined chest you knew that your living self would have been drooling.

He looked at you with a raised eyebrow, and his stupid, cocky smirk was enough to melt your cold, dead heart.

He glided over to you and kissed you gently, before withdrawing to look you in the eyes, that damn smile on his face made you feel things that in your previous life you would have never admitted to.

"Hold on," you whispered to him. He wrapped his arms around you and pressed his head to your chest. You began casting, and seconds later, with him still tight against you, you were both standing in Eversong Woods.

He looked around, awe-struck. "Is this..." his voice trailed off.

You nodded. He stared into the distance, his mouth agape.

"It has been so long..." he began to speak, but you hear his voice catch in his throat. He brushed tears from his eyes.

You took his hand and began walking with him through the golden woods of Quel'thalas.

The entire time he was silent, and you took care to watch his expression. His countenance was plastered with a mixture of nostalgia, shock, and overwhelming sorrow and excitement.

You knew exactly where you were, but you weren’t sure if he remembered. You reached the peak of a small hill, and in the distance the gleaming spires and walls of Silvermoon City stood tall and proud.

He fell to his knees and sobs wracked his entire body. You leaned down and put your arms around him, running a hand through his white hair.

You pulled him upright and he leaned into you. You kissed his forehead and he turned to gaze upon the magnificent city glistening in the horizon.

The city was glowing, even in its reaches untouched by the sun. Restoration had been rigorous for the past few years, and the city was thriving more than it had for many years. The Dead Scar had almost completely healed and the Ghostlands were slowly but surely returning to normalcy after the extermination of remaining Scourge.

You took his hand in yours and ran your thumb along his knuckles softly. "Come with me, I have something to show you," you said to him.

You uttered a single word and within a fraction of a second you were now both before a magnificent palace.

"Welcome to Bloodreaver Manor.”

The gates of Bloodreaver Manor stood tall and proud, its intricate golden filigree glistening in the sunlight. Its pristine ivory towers loomed overhead and gleamed impressively.

You were still holding his hand, and you turned to look at him. His face was contorted into a puzzled countenance.

"Where... are we?" He questioned. You couldn't help but laugh. Oh, how amusing that he didn't know who you were.

"This is MY citadel, dear. Mine and mine alone."

"This... is yours?" he stuttered. Oh, he must have been of common descent before he died.

You nodded. You traced your fingers along the gate and an ephemeral hole appeared at the base of the doors for you to step through.

"The gates are really just for show,” you began,“We usually don't make use of material doorways… “ you paused before continuing. “My parents had this built for me thousands upon thousands of years ago. It has remained untouched by the Scourge and by the common folk due to its... unique location."

He looked around. You weren't kidding. Your palace had been built on the top of an incredibly steep behemoth of a hill. Without teleporting to it, there wasn't much of a way to get to your abode otherwise.

You yanked his arm through the portal as he gazed dumbstruck at the magnificent view the hilltop offered. You let out a short laugh and pulled him close to you as the portal closed behind you both. You kissed him gently on the forehead and then gestured with your arm for him to look forward.

The ceiling was ridiculously high and decorated with living images of nymphs and magical creatures that danced behind a frame of golden filigree. The floors and walls were a beautiful ivory that gleamed in the sunlight filtering through an enormous stained-glass window looming over the entire room.

The sunlight cascaded onto the floor in a blood-red hue as it passed through the window. The entryway itself was large enough to throw a ball, and you grinned as you thought to yourself how he'd feel once he saw the actual ballroom.

You guided him up the scarlet, carpeted stairs adorned with golden banisters. A chandelier hung above you, glittering in a thousand places with sanguine sunlight.

As you traversed each magnificent corridor of your palace, his mouth hung agape. Now and then, you'd pass a broom dusting the floor by itself - you had no living servants, only enchanted household items that would do the cleaning without question.

You showed him the ballroom, a grandiose cavern of a room hidden behind two scarlet, gilded doors. Intricate patterns of solid gold detailing glittered throughout the space. The windows in there were not stained glass, and the sun shone raw and unfiltered, causing the entire room to glow magnificently. He was silent and awe-struck, and a smirk crept onto your face. This was only part of the tour. You were eager to show him the best spot in the manor.

The bedroom.

You opened the enormous, scarlet doors to reveal your favourite place in the world.

Tapestries from many worlds hung from the ceiling, and the walls were lined with ornate, stained-glass windows. Between each window were mounted candles that lit themselves upon your entrance. Your enormous bed dominated the room, sheathed in dark veils and overflowing with a beautiful crimson duvet.

Of course, there was a plethora of mirrors, dressers, makeup tools, jewellery, and a few large portraits of yourself looming over different sections of the room.

You took him by surprise as you grabbed him by the back of his robe and threw him at your bed. He landed with a soft thump and laughed. You blinked towards him and loomed over him at the edge of the bed, your eyes searing into him with lust. A knowing look enveloped his face and he laughed impetuously. He then purred and beckoned you forward.

With a flick of your wrist, your royal robes began to remove themselves from your body, gliding over to your house-sized closet and neatly putting themselves away.

Now only in your silken undergarments you crawled onto the enormous bed and laid next to him.

He leaned to kiss you, and his hand cupped your crotch over your underwear. You felt yourself swelling a bit. He began to clumsily remove his own robes with his hands. Hah. Non-mages could be so precious sometimes.

You had more than enough spare clothing that he could wear. You simply hooked a finger around the collar of the robe and tore his clothing off, shredding it into several pieces. Whoopsies.

He growled and rolled on top of you. He pushed your undergarments down your legs, revealing your erect cock. He leaned into you, his exposed cock swollen and throbbing against your stomach.

For a moment you shared a fierce, long kiss. Neither of you needed to breathe, yet your chests heaved from a lust growing within both of you.

He reared back and plunged his cock into you. He humped hard and fast, taking you by surprise as he pulled out to gush cum all over your stomach. You pulled him by the hair to kiss him again, and as he stroked you, you growled. It was time for the fun to begin.

Red smoke poured from between your faces as you kissed, your eyes setting with the haze of a blood frenzy. He shoved a finger into you and you growled with pleasure. Before he could go any further, you wrapped a hand around his throat and lifted him into the air. You stood up, the soft bed groaning under the sudden shift in weight. His cock was rigid and you saw his fangs begin to slide out from under his top lip.

You leapt from the bed with him still in your grasp, and in a moment of impulsiveness, you crashed through a stained-glass window and threw him ahead of you.

You had forgotten to mention that most of your palace didn't stand on solid ground. The majority of it was in fact floating.

His eyes widened for a moment and he flailed helplessly before twisting his body with the renewed grace of an acrobat. You flattened your arms against your sides and pushed your legs behind you, and like a torpedo you flew towards him at an incredible speed, fire trailing behind you as you rocketed yourself forward with a geyser of flames.

You caught him in your arms and kissed him as you both fell. The trees and buildings of Quel'thalas below looked to be the size of insects still. You locked lips with him and wrapped your legs around his as your descent began to speed up. He grabbed your ass and squeezed, and you ran your fingers through his hair. He was looking up at you, but behind his beautiful face you watched as the ground drew nearer and nearer.

With a thundering boom your entwined bodies crashed into the earth. Trees groaned as their trunks split, rocks flew and spun through the air, and the earth gaped as your forms tore through the dirt, your momentum ripping a crater into the ground as if a meteor had struck the spot.

As this happened, he began moaning thrusting his large cock into you, unfazed by the shattering caused by your fall. As you ground to a halt, you could finally hear his low growls as he pumped himself into you, completely indifferent to the destruction unfolding around you.

You felt him twitching and spasming, and his cum leaked from your ass. Your ears perked as you heard the distant voices of approaching locals. Commoners. Disgusting. "Time to go," you whispered  between sloppy, frenzied kisses, and you both disappeared from the spot just as the dust and debris began to clear.

You were now back in your manor, and he laughed softly when his lips weren't pressed against yours. He slid himself from under you as you lay on the floor of your bedroom into which you'd materialised.

His was cock pressed against your hips as he gently picked you up and brought you back to your bed. He set you down so that you were sitting up. He kneeled in front of you and slid your hard cock into his mouth, and began to tilt his head back and forth. You moaned and pulled his hair. He slowed down, teasing you and torturing you, and his tongue swirled around your cock in his mouth.

He then pulled his head back and stood up. He pushed you down against the bed and lowered himself onto you. He groaned as your dick filled him, and he back to rock back and forth feverishly. As he rode you, his swollen girth bounced over your stomach tantalisingly. You stroked it with both of your hands and he moaned loudly. Cum spurted onto your stomach and you smiled. You put your hands on his hips and he stopped for a moment as you sat up, still inside of him.

You pressed your mouth to his chest and sucked on one of his nipples while you pumped your cock into his swaying, wiggling rear. He gasped and moaned loudly, his voice deep and guttural.

Your hands cupped around his ass and you pumped harder into him, his moaning growing more dramatic with each thrust. His cock twitched against you and you felt it continue to leak onto you. His breathing, only really for display now, grew ragged and laboured as you felt his insides contract around your dick. He swayed faster and faster, and you let loose an anguished cry as your cock gushed cum into him.

Your arms wrapped around his back and his hands found their way to your hips. You held him as together you shook violently and spasmed. He lifted himself off your cock with a sloshing noise, and his fluids along with yours gushed out of his rear.

He pushed you over and held himself above you, his hands at either side of your head. He twirled a finger through your scarlet hair, and leaned down to kiss you. Your arms draped over his shoulders and you kissed him back with such fervor and longing as if upon letting go you'd wake up from a dream. His forehead and nose pressed against yours and he withdrew his lips to whisper to you. "Can I...stay?" He asked.

You laughed and kissed him lightly. "Please," you begged. He lowered himself so that now he laid directly on top of you, grabbed you, and rolled over. You let your head rest against his chest as his hand gently ran through your hair.

You'd fix the window easily with magic later, but for now you watched the golden sun set over Quel'thalas, pressed up against him. You were so glad this wasn't a dream.