MOBA 6 – Sylvanas


“The battle is almost finished.” The undead night elf sat in the tree straddling the thick branch. Still burdened by her last battle, she watched the remaining fighters, prowling at the edges of the center field. Including her, five remained, and all were trying to play it smart. They watched their minions battling from four directions. The center lane was a death trap, but all of them were ready to end this.

The Drow ranger, Traxex pulled back, stumbling upon an obscured altar nearby. A dazzling light appeared briefly, and a short man wearing a large contraption on his shoulders appeared, giving her thumbs up. The large weapons hanging above him bounced as he trotted ahead. He paused before continuing in the direction of the blue goddess from Smite’s team.

She noticed him and moved out from the tree line, prepared to defend herself. She grunted angrily as she leapt forward, bringing her swords upon the tiny man. She slashed wildly, but in spite of her efforts he spoke out before he fell. “They’ll fill you up!” He called as a number of small robots charged her.

The four-armed goddess held her ground as they encircled her. She lashed out, but they moved too erratically. One launched a hose that snaked beneath her loincloth. It moved away and Kali gasped as the hose nestled in her rump. She dropped her off-hand’s spear and tried to pull it free as she spun around, slashing at the hose. It spread out inside her, only causing pain as she pulled, and her slash made a loud noise as it slid off of the steel cable.

Another robot inserted a hose and another after that. Soon she had ten separate tubes leading into her ass and they all pulled from different directions, making her unable to get close enough to land a strike on the robots themselves. She dropped incense, but they were too far back to be stunned. She wildly slashed as bulges ran along each tube. They were timed in sequence and slipped into her all at once, causing the blue-skinned goddess to stumble forward, stunned by the feeling. “It’s air!” She was horrified to see many more bulges coming toward her.

Kali turned her gaze to the white-haired drow who had brought this fate upon her. Using all of her might, the goddess leapt into the air and ran ahead, towing the small robots behind her. The bots rolled along, unable to regain their traction – however they still continued pumping. Countless bugles breached her backside as she charged. She drew back to cut the ranger when she released a gust, blowing Kali backwards and silencing her temporarily.

The drow ranger followed up with a frost arrow, slowing the deva and allowing the robots to find their footing. The blue woman dropped her lantern and gripped her growing belly with her two lower hands. She tried to pull ahead, but the robots all pulled the opposite direction. Small bulges continued down the lines, filling her more and more as she went to her knees. The ranger’s arrows rained upon her as well, making her blue breasts swell and spill over her limited clothing. A final, larger bulge appeared at the beginning of the hoses, moving at a faster pace.

Kali let out a warcry as she charged again with renewed vigor. A red haze appeared around her as magical blades repeatedly struck the archer and the robots. She dashed ahead, marking and attacking the startled drow. The robots fell apart, but the air was already gathered behind her. The swollen sections of hose went small as the air forced inside. Kali took it all at once, using the pain to increase her frenzy. Her belly was huge, bouncing as she cut at the ranger. Her enemy tried to run, but the goddess stayed at her side. Kali was no longer burdened by the robots and her awkward stomach didn’t slow her either.

Traxex was halted by a wave of dark, ghostly figures flying toward her. They passed through her, leaving her butt swollen and her legs thicker. She turned back to see Kali’s blades coming down as a thick-bodied, and unclothed Sylvanas appeared behind her. Both women targeted the Drow Ranger, causing her to bulge all over. She brought up her bow to fire, but Kali split it in two, leaving her defenseless. She stumbled onto her cushy rear, taking the non-lethal blows as she grimaced and swelled. Her curves crawled outward as she fell to her back.

A ball of green energy shot out, passing through Sylvanas, and boomeranged back into the woods. Ahri jumped out with unexpected grace, as she was large and mostly naked, her nine tails dancing behind her. The undead night elf turned to the new threat, releasing a volley as she approached. Ahri was still limber, able to dodge most of the arrows as she closed the distance.

Without warning, they all froze in place. The announcer laughed at their confusion. “So, we decided to make this finale a little… grander. We are going to bring in a few of the stronger beasts to finish some of you off.” He laughed again, this time it was far more sinister. “To start off, Roshan is making an unusual trip out of his pit!”

The armored beast stomped ahead, clearing a path as he emerged from the woods. His massive fist pounded the ground as he roared, showing his countless teeth. Standing just above the tree line, the horned monster’s gaze fell upon Ahri and he scooped her up with little effort. The beast was fast and strong, retreating back to his lair. Sylvanas was curious and the others had scattered, so she followed the captured fox. Watching them from the pit’s entrance, Sylvanas found a spot in the shadows.

Ahri struggled as the monster turned her over and prodded his pointed cock between her forcibly spread legs. Once he found her warmth, the monster slid in, pumping her fiercely. Ahri made all manner of sounds as she desperately clawed upon the damp, muddy floor. Her tails waved as the creature pounded the poor girl, and it was already about to finish. The monster slammed his fist upon the ground, stunning her as he let her go to gain a better angle. Her expanded ass flattened as Roshan pressed in, fully impaling her on his massive shaft. The disoriented girl’s belly ballooned beneath her in three close-spaced spasms. Completely filled, her cheeks puffed out before his seed shot onto the ground. There was a small hesitation as the beast slid the limp woman off and allowed her to drain the excess before he put her back into place and started again.

“Ahri is incapacitated! The League of Legend’s team is out!”
Sylvanas left the woman to her fate, moving her full frame cautiously up the riverbank. The ground shook as she ran ahead. She could see a huge creature in the distance. With horns and outstretched wings, the dark skinned monster’s face was obscured beneath a hood. She could see the towering demon swiping at the ground, toppling swaths of trees as it moved. She found a safe spot and watched the Drow Ranger running for her life, launching arrows as she tried to outmaneuver the monstrosity.

Sylvanas made haste, running to intercept her. Smiling, she blocked the frantic woman and controlled her mind. She commanded the girl to strip and spin around. Her light blue eyes calmed as she undid her ill-fitting armor and let it fall. She also removed her hood and cape, allowing her snow-colored hair to fall upon her lavender shoulders. Wearing only gauntlets and chausses, she stood exposed. Sylvanas enjoyed the woman’s beauty, eying her dark, pronounced nipples and trimmed white bush. Her backside bounced pleasantly as she walked toward the approaching giant.

The demon paused, reaching out carefully with his black claws, easily taking her in one hand. The mind control broke, and the drow shrieked in terror. She flailed her arms and kicked her legs wildly. A handful of his demonic minions approached and stood by his feet as he inspected his new toy. “Remove your armor.” The otherworldly creature boomed, turning only slightly to regard them. The misshapen creatures shed their spiked armor hastily. Beleth took hold of one of the smaller minions with his off hand, letting out a low, rumbling laugh.

He put the pale-skinned beast below her and brought him up, parting her legs with his fingers as he directed the demon inside. The creature used its hands to spread her apart and pressed his pointed head into her loins. Her screams hushed as Beleth moved, forcing the monster slowly inside of her. Traxex’s belly puffed out as she watched, and Beleth moved enough fingers to show her shame while still keeping hold. “I will make you fat with my offspring.” He gave another slow laugh.

He took another minion and pushed it in effortlessly. Sylvanas watched the forced encounter, uncertain if the creatures survived the insertion. He continued, still holding her legs apart with his large fingers. Grabbing one of the larger monsters this time, he crammed it up her surprisingly pliable lower opening. Traxex gripped the massive demon’s fingers tightly, grimacing as he put another in. Her stomach hung heavily, drooping far below his palm. He took the final, largest monster in his grasp, attempting to fit him inside.

After a few failed attempts, the immortal scoffed angrily and rammed him in with immense force. Traxex was unable to be actually hurt, so her pussy stretched unnaturally wide, swallowing the beefy demon in an instant. Her belly hung, burdened and shaking as some of the monsters moved inside her. The hooded demon smiled, rocking his plaything as he watched, her low hanging midsection swaying like a pendulum. He laughed heartily as he reached up and pinched her stomach, surely crushing all of the occupants.

The immortal launched her aside, sending the Drow Ranger to roll upon her swollen stomach, coming to rest in a nearby path in the forest. She was unable to move, resting entirely upon her impressively distended stomach, her legs dangling uselessly above the ground. Dire wolves slowly emerged from the shadows, their heads low and cautious. They sniffed for a time before they moved behind her, going to their haunches to get between her parted legs. The alpha male licked her furiously, obviously smelling the morsels inside.

“And another bad end for a participant; The DOTA 2 team is out!” The announcement paused. The Drow Ranger held her hanging breasts, her lip trembling, as she clearly enjoyed the wolf’s tongue. “Well, maybe it’s a good end for her.”

The immortal demon stomped away, no longer caring about her fate. “They only take out one before they go. I can still win this.” Sylvanas said to herself as she set out to find the remaining two women. She didn’t have to go far, finding Kali mostly avoiding acid attacks from a towering worm like monster. Baron Nashor crawled closer, chasing the unprepared goddess in the shallow river. Her clothes and weapons had melted away and it only seemed a matter of time until the monster would get hold of her.

Suddenly a large spine shot up from below the water’s surface and knocked her backward. Kali sat frozen in the pool. The monster roared as it approached, the ground shaking all around her. Kali looked down as a tentacle burst through the water and nimbly moved between her parted legs. She balled her fists and leaned forward in agony, her expressions showing her unseen invasion. Her eyes grew wide and she opened her mouth, revealing the tip of the tentacle as it waved in the air in front of her.

Baron Nashor was upon her now. The tentacle slipped back down her throat and she cried out as it raised her, coiling inside to keep her in place. It raised Kali high to the beasts open maw. It’s smaller heads moved out, watching her from either side. The monster calmed as it moved in, acid dripping from its fangs. Kali couldn’t stifle a scream as the beast drew close and used its mandibles to spread her jaw wide. Baron Nashor launched large blobs of acid into her open mouth. It roared again, the sheer force of its breath forcing the goop down her throat. It repeated the process three more times, making sure she swallowed every drop before it finally let her fall to the ground.

Kali crawled upon her hands and knees, inflating in waves as the acid damaged her from the inside. Her huge, spherical breasts rocked, her belly drug upon the ground, and her ass wobbled. Her arms and legs swelled too, and soon she was puffed out in an ungainly manner. She fell to her side, still expanding in pulses, outstretching her arms as the monster left her to grow.

“Smite team has been eliminated – Heroes of the Storm lasted until the end! But… We have to decide on a clear winner now.”

Sylvanas wondered where her so-called ally had been during all of this. She found the final boss patrolling a top lane. The fire giant roamed, searching for either of the remaining competitors to snuff them out. She was about to move away when a hunter’s mark appeared above her, signaling the giant to her presence. Sylvanas ran clumsily, attempting to locate the hidden night elf before she was caught.

Tyrande revealed herself on the opposite side of the lane, waving as she grinned. She was slightly larger than last they had met, barely fitting in her armor. “Fool.” Sylvanas muttered as she sent a wave of banshees ahead, using them to teleport behind the towering monster. She lobbed a stunning potion at Tyrande’s feet as she trotted past. “Good luck!” Sylvanas spoke spitefully and left her to the approaching giant. He plucked her from the trees, pleased at his captive.

He shook her just enough to halt her struggling. His braided copper beard and hair sat messily upon his burly chest. The giant dropped his sword and reached his flaming hands into the ground, snatching a rounded boulder from beneath the surface. It caught fire instantly and he wasted no time in pushing it painfully into the woman’s lower opening. Her armor gave way, falling to the ground as the object stretched her. The giant grabbed another and repeated the process, forcing her stomach outward as he rammed it in entirely.

Sylvanas watched from a shorter distance this time, assured of her victory. “How many do you think you can take, priestess?”
“You think I am finished?” She laughed, getting a few pitches higher as the third boulder breached her. The giant unclasped his loincloth and showed his glowing red cock. He held her legs apart, letting her upper half hang as he put his yard length shaft between her smooth posterior. His cock was not outlandishly thick, but it ran from her ass to her neck as he hoisted her midsection. She sneered at it’s heat, and both girls knew what was coming.

“I think you are!” Sylvanas called as the beast drew back and pushed the tip in.
“Elune help me!” Tyrande wailed. He raised her higher and released his hold, allowing the boulders in her belly to pull her down upon his cock. Her ass stretched, slowly engulfing the lengthy shaft. He shifted from time to time, working it deeper into her bowels. She had already taken most of it, leaving her pussy to glisten with unwelcome excitement. The monstrous man grumbled as he took her thighs and pushed her lower, making the entire cock vanish between them.

He went to his knees, setting her upon the ground as he fucked her from above. Her weighted belly kept her in place as he rammed her ass. Tyrande was growing very slowly due to the fire damage, but that was going to change quickly. Sylvanas crept around the couple, moving behind the giant and shooting an arrow into his red-hot balls. As expected, the arrow deflected against his stony, molten skin, however, it did excite him. He increased the pace, fucking her like a wild stallion.

Sylvanas walked in front of them, seeing Tyrande’s pained face as she took the ridiculously oversized lover. Tyrande’s gasped and grunted as airy noises escaped her gaping asshole. “You’re not recovering from this.”

The giant drove in hard, blasting the woman full of glowing magma, causing her belly to distend and her skin to brighten. She was inflating all over as the damage came from within, her stomach rolled to the sides and her frame swelled, making her look grossly overweight in less than a minute. The mighty giant pulled out of her ruined ass and left, content. Without his weight keeping her in place, Tyrande’s purple stomach lifted her higher, making her roll and wobble before coming to a balancing point.

Tyrande laughed at an unknown joke, her swollen frame rocking as she watched, immobile upon her enormous stomach. “You see this?” She raised her fat hand, showing a glowing object in her palm.

Sylvanas’ mouth hung as the announcer confirmed her fear. “Remember when I said there was no coming back once a player was out? I forgot to mention that there are a couple of exceptions…”
“Tyrande soloed Roshan.” The undead elf muttered as she cast her eyes low with disbelief. “That’s where you were.”

A brilliant flash appeared, leaving no trace of Tyrande. Sylvanas searched the area, but nothing seemed unusual. A light-green glimmer caught her eye as a wisp flew toward her and slipped between her thick bluish legs with amazing speed. She only felt a small tingle as it went inside. She stumbled, unsure of how to react.


She lurched forward as her stomach surged outward. Tyrande had respawned inside her. Sylvanas found balance, bending forward and pushing against her knees, her full abdomen resting upon the grass. The woman inside thrashed, causing her to tip backwards and land flat on her back. “You haven’t won yet!” She fought to arise in spite of the burdensome weight.

A roar came as the ground shook more and more. Sylvanas froze as she spied Roshan coming toward her. “Oh, looks like he respawned!” Tyrande spoke from inside her. “Looks like I might win after all.”
Sylvanas struck her stomach. “You fool! He’ll crush you in there! You’ve doomed us both.”
“We can’t die, remember? I just have to make sure he goes in your ass and slip out then.”

The monster grabbed her leg, dragging the undead night elf back to its lair. As expected, it stabbed its large cock in between her legs, searching for an opening. Physically beaten, Sylvanas used her mind control one final time. She couldn’t control the beast, but it allowed her to nudge his mind to her whim. She tensed her muscles and pushed, trying to move the intruder out with great effort. Finding her spread hole, he parted her easily, slipping in and stopping as he hit the woman inside. Tyrande screamed, caught off guard by the monster’s power. It pressed in and pulled out again and again, stopping as it struck the unwelcome occupant.

Frustrated, the beast shook his hips, moving his cock inside her. He drove in hard and this time his cock moved in fully and smoothly. Tyrande pushed out in all directions, wailing loudly as the monster fucked them. “He’s in me!” She squirmed as he pounded.
“I’m not letting you win.” Sylvanas spoke coldly, relaxing and ignoring the painfully large cock pushing into both of them.

Roshan pumped them angrily for a short time before he snorted and jumped forward. He released his seed, causing the already huge ranger to swell to obscene proportions. She grew outward and upward, filling to the brim as the liquid poured out of the girl inside her. Both were fat with the beast’s seed, unable to escape as he started going again.

“Nobody wins!” The announcer called. “Except the people watching… and Roshan, evidently. I guess this shows you that all of the games match up if you play them correctly.” Roshan howled as he lay upon the mound of purple flesh, still pumping furiously.

Just Desserts


Where is she? Magdalene waited for her sister to awake, as she delved into a book about a new alteration spell. The grand door creaked open to reveal her daughters standing proudly naked. “Can’t you girls at least act civilized for one day? Get dressed before the council members arrive.” She sneered before returning to her reading.

“Aunt Mabel told us some of your stories. How you two were worse than us when you were our age.” Chantal traced a symbol in the air as she said a phrase. Magdalene’s mouth tightened, and she started drooling uncontrollably. She could feel her lips stretching vertically. She tried to yell, but made only a demeaning, wet sound. Putting her hand upon her altered mouth, she found it had changed into a very damp vagina.

“You look nice, pussy face!” Gabriella grinned.
Gabriella also cast a spell, causing a conjured binding to materialize upon Magdalene’s hands, bringing them together as in prayer. Magdalene tried to speak again, making only slurping sounds as drool ran down her chin. I should have countered sooner! Damn you, Mabel – you can’t involve my kids in your sick games! 

“Aunt Mabel had a lot to say about you. She said that you two used to fornicate every night in the most creative ways possible.” Gabriella rubbed a hand upon her thigh before she jerked away. Both girl’s cocks stood at attention. “She said you summoned a cyclops for your own use one night. I bet that thing had a huuuuge cock.”
“I’m surprised you could handle that monster, Mom.” Chantal stood with her arms crossed, causing her generous breasts to spill over the top. “We know you are older, though, so we won’t be that brutal. We are just looking to have some fun at your expense.” She unlaced her mother’s bodice and slipped her dress to the floorboards.

Gabriella pulled her forward, spilling the bound woman onto the floor before hoisting her onto her knees. She held Magdalene’s head as Chantal stepped forward leisurely, her hard cock hanging at an angle due to its heft. Chantal held the cock, pressing the tip against her vertical lips, entering easily. Magdalene pulled back, coughing and making lewd sounds as she fought to pull away. Gabriella held her in place, forcing her to breathe through her nose. She’s all the way in my throat and I can’t stop her. When I gag it only squeezes my lips upon her!

“Mabel had a good point. No matter what we do you won’t be able to punish us until after the council leaves.” She fucked her mother’s altered face as she spoke. “We know you won’t forget, but who knows, one of us might be going to join them for training. This will be more incentive for one of us to succeed!”
Magdalene’s eyes narrowed and her new mouth made unbecoming sounds as she tried to open wider to avoid pleasuring the shaft. This plan backfired, as it allowed her daughter’s cock to go just a little deeper, making her gag and clench once again.

Gabriella giggled. “Mabel shared their plans with us. They’re looking for a new protégé to replace one of the members.” Gabriella moved her erect shaft onto Magdalene’s shoulder, pressing forward with her hips.

Their mother bucked wildly as the girls sandwiched her, forcing Chantal’s meaty rod into her esophagus. Tears rolled down Magdalene’s cheeks as she tried to relax, unable to find relief from the object forced down her throat. Finally, Chantal withdrew, leaving a long line of spit trailing to her mother’s upper pussy. She dropped onto her bound hands, sputtered and gasping through her moist lips.

They pulled her to her feet and pushed her onto a nearby desk. Magdalene growled as Chantal poked between her legs. She resisted, but being bound and silenced against two was a hopeless fight. Gabriella pulled her shoulders, laying her back upon the table. Placing her head upside down over the edge of the wooden desk, Gabriella put her cock into her mother’s manipulated mouth. Magdalene watched her daughter’s magically created balls as they slapped her forehead. She swallowed the shaft as another pumped her lower lips. The girls matched each other’s motion, fucking her at a modest pace. They normally hate each other. I guess I should be pleased they are finally working together on something. Magdalene thought sarcastically. I will have to devise something harsh for the child that doesn’t go with the council.

“Want it in your mouth, Mom?” Gabriella questioned. Magdalene choked and tightened, trying to protest. This caused her daughter to reach climax instantly, launching warm goo directly into her throat. She watched the balls tense, closing her eyes as she swallowed her daughter’s fluid. “Too late.” Gabriella held in place as she pulsed inside the warm, wet opening. She slid out as Chantal continued, her large breasts bouncing delightfully.

With her hands still bound upon her chest and her legs hoisted high, Magdalene angrily accepted her daughter’s seed in her lower opening. Done so quickly? I hope it was worth it, because I’m going to make you both suffer! Chantal grinned at her mother’s quiet defiance, removing the magical bindings from her wrists and removing her unfastened bodice. She stepped back and collected a tome from a nearby bookshelf, holding it high. “Do you recall what this book does?”

‘Harnessing Creatures of a Time Before’ – it is a book about summoning, Magdalene thought, you are playing with fire, sweet daughter. “I am sure you do, but guess what I’m going to summon for you.” Chantal flipped it open and found a page near the middle. She found a passage and began reciting the spell. Magdalene put out a hand to halt the incantation, but it was too late. A chill filled the room as a bright green portal formed upon the wooden floor. Spreading as something appeared in the center. Magdalene watched as an enormous tentacle snaked its way into the room, holding itself in the air. More followed, all bluish purple, slimy, and smooth, writhing as they assessed the room. She forgot the name, but she knew this creature would dwell in caves, waiting to plant its seed in unsuspecting explorers. She knew most of the creatures in the book would not kill outright, but they all could be dangerous.

Another, larger tentacle appear from the portal, weaving carefully through the air as it rose. The end opened to reveal a large eye, examining the room as the three women watched. The other tendrils moved downward in a fluid motion. Three of the slimy feelers moved around Magdalene as others approached the sisters.

Magdalene’s head snapped back as one forced itself into the glistening opening upon her face. The other two found her lower holes, sliding in with astounding ease. There was shocking pain as the thick limb forced her ass open without any preparation. She tried to scream, but the tentacle in her throat was already moving into her stomach. The limb in her ass found its way through her intestines and reached her belly shortly after. Once those were in place the last one in her pussy pushed deeper. She could feel astounding pressure inside her reproductive system before a sharp pain came. The thick feeler moved farther, sliding around inside her womb. She was violated entirely in a matter of moments.

Meanwhile, the sisters tried to evade the weaving appendages, but they easily found their paths into their rumps, forcing their way through their bowels. Both girls shrieked in pain as they stumbled forward. Chantal’s massive tits bounced as she tried to awkwardly run, but the tentacle grew longer following faster than she could evade it. It turned inside her and pulled her back to the middle of the room. The tentacles forced them to turn at its whim, bending Gabriella forward as the other shifted Chantal to stand behind her. The large, bent tendril pulled out Gabriella’s ass with a pop, leaving her gaping. The feeler in Chantal forced her forward, pushing her toward her sister’s rump. Unable to resist, Chantal guided her cock, forcing it into her sister’s open asshole.

The free tentacle that had primed her ass now moved around and jammed itself into Gabriella’s mouth, forcing her to wretch as it found a pathway into her stomach. She grabbed the slimy appendage, trying to pull it back out; it was too strong and slippery, however, and it slid right through her grasp, continuing through her stomach and going farther. She made a surprised grunt, her eyes tightening as she paused her struggle.

Chantal jerked at the same time, letting out a low moan. “It is… It’s sucking me through you!” She leaned forward as the tentacle worked her cock. She moved her hips subtly as the other tentacle explored her ass.

The eye in the center of the room bobbed and trembled, and Magdalene braced for what was coming. All of the tentacles had bulges moving upward slowly. She reached down, squeezing the one going into her pussy with both hands. The bulge stopped, but the others moved in without pause. She felt one spread her throat wide, delivering the thick goop into her belly, as did the one behind her, opening her posterior painfully wide. She felt it maneuver through her intestines, shrinking only slightly to move through her intricate digestive tract and find its way to her stomach.

Her stomach swelled as another load advanced through the tendrils. Magdalene was still able to hold the growing bulge, but it was troublesome, especially as she felt more forcing its way up her ass and down her open throat. She tried to stop the third wave by squeezing her orifices tightly, but that failed. The thick fluid painfully parted her asshole, which in turn made the pussy on her face wet and unable to resist that incoming deposit. She felt the thick glob roll down her throat, coming to rest in her expansive belly.

Her grip faltered on the fourth load, and she felt some go past her palm. She moved her hand higher, desperately trying to keep the monster’s fluids at bay, but it was too late. The massive bulge forced through her grasp, caused her to grumble audibly as it opened her pussy wide, making its way up and into her vagina. It was bearable until she felt it parting her cervix. The massive pressure built until it forced its way through, causing a stabbing pain and lingering discomfort. She dug her nails into her thighs as she tried to endure the agony.

Chantal was pumping her sister carefully, but her expression showed she was hurting. The bulges slipped into her ass one by one, puffing her belly outward. Her heavy tits soon rested upon her distended stomach as she tried to find completion amidst the pain. She held her sister’s shoulder, pushing in with all the force she could. Her large, inflated belly wobbling as it rested upon Gabriella’s back. It was clear that she was desperately trying to cum, but she was unable to push past the torment as the monster pumped her full. “It’s squeezing me in there! It’s too tight – it won’t let me cum!” She spoke with frustration, meeting her mother’s gaze.

Gabriella held a bulge at bay as it tried to move into her throat. It had built up as well, nearly hiding her hands beneath the expansive growth of seed. She moaned, unable to cry out with the blockage in her mouth. She staggered forward as her sister rammed her with long, forceful strokes, still attempting to finish. Gabriella stumbled, and it was obvious her strength was failing. Unable to last, her cock bounced and erupted, shooting streams of cum onto the floorboards. She whimpered as her grip weakened exponentially, and soon the massive lump forced her jaw wide. The visible bulge snaked a path down her throat and stopped in her belly, causing it to hang low enough to touch her still erect cock. She jerked at the sensation, causing Chantal to stop, fighting back tears. The tentacle inside her slipped higher, finally releasing its hold on her sister’s cock.

Another bulge moved into Chantal’s ass, forcing her forward. With her cock no longer restrained, Chantal erupted, gasping loudly as she filled her sister’s rump. Her expression was a cross between euphoria and agony as she rammed inside, causing her belly to shake heavily as it rested upon Gabriella’s back. Chantal burst into tears as the flow increased, pumping far more inside of her than the other two girls. Her arms and legs thickened, making her frame widen with added girth. Her ass became broader as did her already hefty tits. They puffed out, retaining their round, upturned form as they hung lower. She pleaded for it to stop as the time passed, but she was too weak to move away, feeling the thick lumps of warm goo slipping into her ass, puffing her stomach over her sister’s back.

Gabriella bent down as her sister’s expanding belly grew atop her. With the tentacle still down her throat, Gabriella smiled and grinded upon the cock still buried in her ass. Chantal sighed pitifully as she held her sister’s hips, shooting another load in her ass. She twitched with overwhelming sensations, sobbing as more moved into her ass. Suddenly she felt another sensation as the tentacle inside Gabriella latched onto her cock once more. She felt fluid moving through the opening and into her balls. It came slowly at first, giving a surprisingly enjoyable feeling as it flowed up her urethra. Soon, however, it came in larger doses, opening her cock as it forced thick pulses into her sagging nuts. She could feel their weight against her inner thighs.

Gabriella grumbled and struggled, overcome by the sudden movement inside. She rocked side-to-side, unable to move as she supported herself with her hands. Her stomach swayed, grazing her cock, causing her to cum a second time. She blasted seed onto her hanging belly, whimpering as the beast continued pushing its collected fluid through her guts.

The tentacle inside pushed outward, causing her filled cock to slip free before it curled closed, blocking entrance to her ass. Chantal wanted release, but the thick cream stayed in place in her inflated testicles. The feeler skewering Gabriella slowly moved her away and Magdalene was pushed into her place. It walked her closer before slipping the tentacle in her pussy out. It edged them together and Chantal could see its intent – it wanted her to fuck her mother. She hoped an orgasm would dislodge the blockage, so she grabbed Magdalene’s pliable ass and drove in. They stood, pressing their full bellies together as the tentacles in their asses continued filling. The tendril in her mother’s deformed mouth slipped out with a loud wet noise. It moved behind and pressed Chantal’s face into the damp warmth. She pulled back, but it was far stronger, and soon she gave in and gently licked inside her mother’s upper pussy lips.

Magdalene loved the sensation; her body quaked as she let out a loud moan. She gripped her daughter’s supple backside, pulling her closer. The tentacle in Gabriella’s mouth slipped out and moved behind their mother, as the other free appendage moved behind Chantal. At the same time, both pushed in beside the others, forcing their asses wider before shooting a more watery fluid inside. The pain was intense as the tendrils moved them against one another, forcing them to fuck. They were both in too much pain to cum as the creature continued inflating them. After some time it finally stopped the flow. Their bellies pressed outward as they embraced, both swollen and sweating as their soft skin pressed together. The creature moved them again, this time at a quick, forceful pace. Chantal’s large cock skewered her mother in spite of the full fleshy mounds between them. Only the tip stayed in as the tentacles drew them back before pushing them closer. The pressure built and It felt amazing once the flood gates opened, her full testicles forcing the monster’s seed into her mother.

The monster’s tendrils slid out, leaving an empty feeling as the mixed substances rolled from their orifices. The fleshy purple appendages snaked back to the portal and soon they were gone completely. The bright glow that bathed the room had vanished as the otherworldly door closed completely. They all emptied without control, their bellies slowly deflating as they grunted and pushed. They are going to scrub this floor by hand! Magdalene vomited up some of the goo, using her dress to wipe her chin and hands. Gabriella laughed as she moved in to strike her sister’s expansive belly.

The door burst open and Mabel stood, smirking at the scene before her. The two siblings and their mother were dripping with white fluid, still allowing some to pour out of their lower openings. Magdalene glared at her sister, making a sloppy noise as she tried to speak. Mabel looked into her eyes and rubbed her cheek. “Just like old times sweet sister!”

She traced the juicy lips upon Magdalene’s face. “We must be careful now. Elouise is here.” Mabel stepped to the window. “She does not approve of mages openly acting in unbecoming ways. She is a complete tight ass that makes your mother look like an absolute slut.” She stepped to Chantal, running her hands along the girl’s inflated body.
“I don’t know how long we’ll be able to play nice.” Gabriella interjected. “Maybe we’re not the right fit for this.”
Mabel appeared wholly disinterested in her comment. “You think all of us just stop having sex around her? I didn’t say you couldn’t, I just said you have to be careful. She knows it goes on, but she is a woman of respect. With all of our powers it would be foolish not to use them creatively; she just wants to keep it private.” Their aunt smirked as she turned her gaze back to Magdalene. “I suppose you want your mouth changed back?” Another wet sound came and Mabel chuckled. Saying a phrase, she watched her sister’s long face change, her thin lips reforming horizontally.

“You salacious whore!”
“You’re one to talk.” Mabel ran her finger along her sister’s inner thigh, collecting some of the fluid. She brought it up and touched it to her tongue with a grin. “Who do you think is the lucky girl?” She glanced to the younger girls.

“What are you talking about?”
“This isn’t the monster’s seed. It put an egg in one of you.”
“What the hell is this, then?” Chantal held up her sticky hands.
“This is nourishment – milk, basically. When the creature is born it feeds on this.” She grabbed a handful from the floor and licked it. “This will make a great custard for this evening’s meal.” She made her way to the door. “I shall welcome Elouise; I suggest you three tidy up.”

“I will not forget this.” Magdalene stormed to the door. “You will assist the servants in cleaning this and you will behave properly or I will show you things you’ve never heard of.” There was a fire in her eye as she turned, marching naked and dripping into the hallway.

“Completely worth it!” Gabriella laughed, watching her inflated sister unable to halt the river of ‘milk’ forming beneath her as her swollen frame slowly returned to normal. Chantal growled and grabbed a handful, launching it into her face. Gabriella gasped as the blob slapped her, dripping onto her chest. Some got into her mouth. “She was right, this is actually pretty good!”

MOBA 4 – Crystal Maiden


She raised her staff, preparing to launch an ice bolt into the fray. Having picked off many minions by this point, she knew that the enemy heroes were nearby, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Her sister had gone back to replenish her mana after the last skirmish, and would hopefully be back before the other fighters made a push. With her help, they destroyed a tower as they continued their advance. They were almost through the final hurdle before the Heroes of the Storm base.

Suddenly, arrows struck Rylai, falling to the ground without piercing her skin. She felt their effect, though, as her body warmed and tighten. Two more missiles stuck her as she spun. Her breasts bulging and her thighs rubbing together, the Crystal Maiden countered the attack with an ice bolt. The dark skinned, red-eyed archer knocked another arrow and released. Rylai avoided it as she moved closer. The archer launched a dagger before turning to run into the forest. It hit the Crystal Maiden in the arm, and after the initial damage, she noticed her cleavage pulsing, growing increasingly larger as the effect continued.

Unable to tolerate the pressure, Rylai ripped a top section of her garment away, exposing both of her pale, inflating breasts. Unconcerned about vanity, she also ripped away her lower undergarment, allowing her hips to expand unhindered. Her purple, skin-tight leggings stretched upon her growing legs and the remaining portion of her bodice now wrapped around her midsection tightly. Her sleek frame now had generous feminine curves.

A chilling laugh came from the trees. Sylvanas stepped forward with a smile. “You lose.”

Another sound caught her attention. Crystal Maiden turned to see a wild, winged monster of a woman lunging through the air. Kerrigan fell upon her, slashing wildly. Rylai blasted her with cold before rushing away. The Crystal Maiden ran as fast as she could, jumping over a fallen tree. Her body shook pleasingly, and her added girth threw her off balance. The archer hit her with a few more arrows before a wave of swirling, ghostly figures passed through her. She felt their cold, otherworldly touch as her body puffed out even more. Sylvanas appeared in their wake and prepared to unleash another arrow upon the growing mage.

A pillar of flame blasted the night elf, causing the now burning arrow to strike her approaching teammate, Kerrigan. Both gave pause as Lina Inverse’s hair ignited and her eyes glowed with flaming fury. She blasted Sylvanas with repeated fireballs as she moved closer. Once in range, she unleashed a blast of flames in the shape of a dragon. It struck both of her opponents and allowed her sister, Rylai, to move away. Lina continued blasting her opponents in turn, pressing the attack.

Both girls had grown, but Sylvanas’ was roughly double the size. Her upper arms and legs were thickened with added weight and her belly sagged over her armored leggings. Her cleavage had improved, causing the small chest piece to flex as she staggered backwards. She pulled away, attempting to flee as Lina gave chase.

Kerrigan, only slightly larger than normal, charged forward. Swiping at Lina, she shredded the back of her robe as the Slayer attempted to dodge. Kerrigan laughed as she gripped the remaining cloth and cut it free. Lina now stood naked, wearing only elbow-length gloves, thigh-high boots, and her trademark red neckpiece. Her fiery hair returned to its normal shade of orange as she nodded to her sister.

Turning too late, Kerrigan caught a glimpse of the Crystal Maiden before she blasted icy shards into her face. The Queen of Blades fell onto her back, clutching her eyes with a howl. The sisters took their opportunity to work together, channeling their elements; Rylai blasted a line of ice in between Kerrigan’s spread legs while Lina focused another beam in the opposite direction, melting the ice before it hit her. The sheer force of the liquefied ice pushed it into the zerg woman’s loins. Kerrigan’s belly grew as they watched. She tried to move, but the blasting water kept her in check, slowly sliding her backwards upon the grass. She struggled to close her legs, and then she tried blocking it with her hands, but both attempts failed.

Still scooting through the through the taller grass, Kerrigan flared her wings, but the heavy water kept her grounded. Her stomach swelled, as did the rest of her body. Her thickened shoulders and legs flailed helplessly as they grew. Kerrigan had one final trick to stop the assault – she summoned her pet.

Lina’s blaze faltered and her sister paused with question, watching as she held her belly with a sudden concern. The Slayer’s stomach popped outward in a spectacular display, continuing to expand as something inside moved, fighting to escape. Her resilient skin stretched and expanded, and she wailed as her stomach ballooned, growing even larger than she was in just a short time. Two arms pushed outward from under her skin, causing the Slayer to cry in pain. “What did you put in me?!”

“You have an ultralisk in there!”
“Relax, it’s not even full size! And we can’t die here, remember?” Kerrigan laughed as she sat up on her elbows, finding it difficult to stand. Her body now flowed in all directions, her carapace parting around her rolling stomach and heavy breasts. She looked to Crystal Maiden. “Just be glad I didn’t do that to you, you frigid bitch!”

Lina’s epic belly continued to expand. The beast inside shifted with immense strength, but it was clearly compacted, as it only grew to triple her size. She could barely see over the mountain of flesh before her. After much struggling, the monster finally calmed and Lina knew it had suffocated inside her. There was no hope of moving with the ridiculous burden inside her and she unleashed a wild scream of despair as the announcer called her defeat.

A beam of light appeared above them and Crystal Maiden was able to move away before the blast hit. Kerrigan clenched her eyes as her body doubled in size due to the damage. Her purple skin breaking the remaining organic armor away as every aspect of her body expanded. Similarly, Lina’s stomach didn’t change, but the rest of her body puffed out as she stood. Now both fighters were out and unable to use their abilities as they waited for the end of the match.

Nova revealed herself and planted a round into the remaining mage. She blasted as she moved ahead, stopping to plant a boot onto Kerrigan’s bloated body. “I always knew I’d come out on top.” She whipped her ponytail as she resumed her advance.

Some shots hit the Crystal Maiden as she ran, causing her rump to grow. She moved with much less grace now, but she was able to avoid some of the sloppier shots from the gloating operative. Recharged, the mage stopped to confront her, freezing her in place. She prepared her next attack when she caught a glimpse of the approaching, overweight night-elf.

Sylvanas held up a wand she purchased and flicked it forward, sending a ball of light into the frozen ghost’s back. There was a brilliant flash and all that remained was a frog, hopping through the clearing. Nova, now as a frog, had no limited control as she tried to evade any further attacks.

Rylai heard a whispering in her mind. “Come closer, cold one.” Sylvanas spoke to her from afar and she was powerless to resist. “Take the frog and put it inside your body.” The Crystal Maiden caught the amphibian easily and brought it up to put into her mouth when the voice halted her. “No. Lower. Accept the creature through your loins.” The mage lowered the frog and spread her lips, pushing the damp creature inside with limited force. The frog went into a frenzy, trying to wriggle free as she ushered it into her warmth. She felt it struggle, but now that only caused it to move deeper.

The creature wormed up her vagina and she felt it pressing against a painful spot. She dropped to her knees, gasping as the animal inside pushed past the opening to her cervix. “It- It’s too much!” The pain paused before it began again, growing increasingly more painful with each passing moment. She was powerless to stop the polymorphic terran in her vagina.

Sylvanas’ mental control faded and now she truly spoke, filled with spite as she approached casually. “Oh, it will get much worse when the effect wears off.”
The Crystal Maiden cursed as the frog passed fully through the opening. She still ached, but the pain had lessened dramatically. “What?”
“You’re pregnant with a frog.” Sylvanas cocked her head and leaned to the side in expectation. The mage felt something pop and then an agonizing pain from within her belly. Within seconds, her stomach distended into full pregnancy, causing the final section of her bodice to snap off and drift to the ground. “Oh, that was no frog!” Sylvanas spoke with mock humor. “It was Nova all along.” She seemed very pleased by the joke and the situation.

The Crystal Maiden’s stomach hung to her knees as she shakily maintained her balance. Her stomach puffed out abruptly, followed by another shot from inside. “She’s shooting in there!” Two more expansions came.
“They grow up so fast.” Sylvanas scoffed. “I’ll leave you two alone then.” The night-elf shuffled into the woods, her body still swollen from the encounter.

The next shot was lower and then there was a pause. Her belly was heavy enough now that she was forced to squat, resting her passenger upon the ground between her legs. There was a long beep and then an explosion came from inside. Crystal Maiden’s stomach pushed out, and after a second delay, the girl inside expanded, pressing Rylai’s midsection out even more. Many more long beeps came. “Oh shit,” the human girl in her belly cried out. She could only sigh, as she knew what was coming. Her stomach rolled across the ground like a wave, and again, she felt her occupant inflate from within.

Crystal Maiden’s fleshy mass pushed against her sister’s belly. Now immobile, both girls were ridiculously oversized and they were amazed they had been able to expand this much.

“Nova and Crystal Maiden are out and now we’re down to ten combatants remaining! Looks like the goddesses of Smite are pushing hard on the top lane now. The League of Legends girls are forming a final defense!” The announcer called, keeping a tab on the next battle.

MOBA 3 – Janna


Janna, the delicate, wispy embodiment of the wind hovered at the edge of the battle. Wearing sparse, brilliant-white clothing, the woman raised her staff to direct her air elemental to attack. The spectral bird darted toward her opponent, but missed as the enemy vanished, reappearing a few steps ahead.

The girl wearing a bright orange jumpsuit had been masterfully dodging most of her attacks. But, she also had difficulty striking Janna at this distance with her close-ranged pulse pistols. Janna moved with slow confidence as the lengthy white fabric danced around her beautiful cream-colored legs. Tracer decided to advance, darting around the mage as she emptied both of her weapons. Janna released a blast of wind all around her, knocking Tracer aside with ease before finally landing a few hits on the stunned girl.

Tracer recalled before the third blast hit her and they resumed their exchange at a distance once again. Tracer’s suit was tighter after the strikes, but she was still very mobile and both could turn the battle with a few well-placed strikes.

Nearby, Zyra and The Death Prophet fought for superiority as the tide of minions pushed either direction. Zyra was a tall, slender woman with pointed features and a hard green carapace covering a good portion of her body. Her red eyes tracked the ghostly woman as she continued picking off the nameless rabble ahead.

Krobelus watched her as well, summoning a wave of bats to attack the opposing minions. The woman’s empty eyes showed mild delight as her opponent slew the remaining men and headed straight for her. The Death Prophet’s phantasmal hair and tattered dress fluttered in an otherworldly wind as she hovered ahead, using her large green claws to direct a silencing spell at the foolish plant. Zyra was clearly unprepared as The Death Prophet magically pulled at the woman’s spirit.

“I was uncertain if you would have a spirit.” Krobelus laughed. “Maybe you don’t! It doesn’t seem to be draining you, I see.”

Zyra’s hips and legs grew thicker, parting the thick covering and revealing more of her soft green human-like skin. Before she could counterattack, the ghostly woman quickly moved in to join the other two women fighting, knowing that the scorned plant woman would follow. Tracer dodged the newcomer’s blast, but this allowed Janna to send a spike of air through the girl’s clothing. Her belly puffed out as she recovered and reappeared elsewhere.

“Two on one?” Tracer smirked. “Piece of cake!” Tracer did two quick teleports to plant a pulse bomb onto the unprepared spectral woman. Death’s Prophet let out a shrill scream as it went off. It made her tight, already torn dress blast away, exposing her ghostly green body beneath. Her breasts and belly grew, making her look like a normal, albeit translucent, pregnant woman.

The edge of the blast also hit the air elemental. Janna’s smooth belly puffed out making her look a few month’s expectant. Zyra caught up as they recovered, unleashing her ultimate ability. A swarm of vines erupted from the ground and snaked their way around the three fighter’s legs, ripping away Janna’s bottoms and a section of Tracer’s suit. The slimy vines slipped between their legs and pushed into their lower openings.

For the spectral woman, the vines grasped her arms and moved up her chest, sliding between her larger breasts and coming back down into her mouth. The woman’s eerie, mostly see-through skin allowed a view of the vines as they moved into her belly and began blasting a white goo inside her. The other girls gasped and fought as they too felt the eruption between their legs. All three of their bellies grew as the seed filled them.

Janna gave a pleading look to her teammate. Zyra shrugged. “Just some friendly fire!” Jenna used a free hand to squeeze one of the vines, causing a bulge to form as she held the flow in place. The slippery vine shook as it grew larger and after a few moments, it pushed her hand apart and forced the blocked fluid inside her. Janna let out a sad whimper as the foreign fluid moved into her womb.

They continued growing as the announcer’s voice called. “Summoning beacon activated!” Zyra searched the area, but saw no disturbance. She turned back, enjoying her dominance of the three women in front of her.

Elsewhere, the blonde assassin, Nova, waited for her summoned companion. After an agreement was reached, Chromie used her ability to freeze time. The bronze dragon, in the guise of a gnome, nodded in approval before disappearing back into the endless stream of time. The ghost operative holstered her rifle and ran out to the frozen battle nearby. She yanked the vines free from Tracer, Janna, and even from Death’s Prophet.

She lugged them over to the frozen plant girl with the ample backside and set to plugging them into her: one in her mouth, two in her pussy, and two in her ass. It took a fair amount of effort and some force, but they all fit eventually.

Checking her timer, she decided to use her last minute to turn the tide of the battle. “Got to even the odds.” She pushed a pulse grenade with a long fuse down Krobelus’ still gaping throat and another into Tracer’s open ass. “I don’t care how helpful you are, you’re too unpredictable for me.” Nova ran a short distance and cloaked just before her timer read zero.

Time resumed and within an instant the plant woman who had been causing them all grief now was overwhelmed by her own weapon. The vines still held them, forcing them to watch as it filled it’s maker with a massive amount of seed. Janna grabbed her sore privates as she watched.

Tracer and The Deaths Prophet exchanged horrified looks as they realized there were foreign objects inside them. The Death Prophet shook her stretched midsection, seeing the flashing grenade sitting in her ghostly, cum-filled stomach. Both grenades exploded, causing her, and Tracer, to curl forward as their bellies blasted outward.

Zyra let out muffled screams as her vines poured a ridiculous amount of their seed into her. With her own attack turned against her, her stomach swelled and sagged, moving down and past her knees and soon rested upon the ground. The vines withdrew and snaked back into the ground as she was forced to fall forward upon the fleshy, cum-filled abdomen.

The three pained women joined together in attacking the nearly immobile Zyra, making sure she would not cause any further trouble. The plant woman’s carapace cracked and fell, revealing her swelling female form. Her wide hips and thick legs were lifted as she tilted forward upon her massive belly. The women finally stopped once the announcer called the defeat. Zyra was leaning forward cursing, as she was unable to reach the ground, mostly filled with her own plant’s pollen.

The remaining trio drew back and prepared for another exchange. Janna sent a few blasts at Tracer, watching the slender girl with a potbelly jump place to place as she returned fire. Janna put up a magical barrier as she directed her wind elemental companion to strike the woman in the skintight flight suit. Tracer tumbled backward into some bramble.

In haste, she used her recall ability, jumping back to the exact spot she had stood three seconds prior. She was visibly confused, as her belly still remained, dominating her otherwise slight frame. “Guess I got a full figure now!” Her bright yellow flight suit had large, gaping holes torn throughout. She looked over her shoulder to see her exposed, tight butt. “I thought it seemed a bit breezy!”

The Death Prophet lifted her arms and sent a wave of ghostly green specters charging toward the distracted British girl. They wailed as they swirled around her, pushing her from side to side as they encircled her. Then, one slipped lower and moved her legs apart. Then another went low and shot up, disappearing into her crotch. Another and another – countless forms moved into the poor girl. Her frame grew wider, arms and legs thickened, and her breasts and butt swelled. Her stomach rounded more naturally before it also pushed outward, ripping her suit up the middle.

Krobelus let out a horrifying cackle as she watched the girl expanding at an amazing speed. “You will hold these souls eternally. They will be part of your suffering.”

Janna knew she should strike now. She created a small tornado as she floated away. It grew for a few seconds before it wound a path toward the ghostly woman. Krobelus flew aside, getting hit with only the edge of the gale. Her oddly entrancing breasts grew larger upon the ballooned belly. Her slim hips led to a tight butt that shifted as she floated. Below that, eerie green legs were raised just above the dirt.

Tracer was on her back now, flailing like a flipped turtle, swiping at the air helplessly as the last few souls invaded her body. “I could use some help over here!” The glowing device upon her chest was all that remained of her clothes and it was digging into her soft flesh as the straps stretched. She had grown to nearly five times her original size, looking nearly unidentifiable as she puffed up. Her pliable, youthful skin wobbled enjoyably as she struggled against the ethereal invaders.

A blast of fire came down from above and struck everyone in the area. This was enough to pop the machine on Tracer’s chest off, launching it onto the ground. The young, fleshy blob that once was Lena Oxton, cried out as she disappeared. The remaining couple of souls that hadn’t found a home in the woman vanished as well.

The announcement came. “Tracer will be jumping through time for a while before we can find her, but we can safely say she’s out!”

The standoff resumed after a few moments. Janna raised her arms and closed her eyes as storm clouds gathered in the sky above. The massive thunderheads rolled in with unnatural speed, flashing with lightning. “You shall be exposed to the full force of the winds.” The blast of air launched The Death Prophet backward.

In quick retort, the specter silenced Janna and started to cast another spell, but a surprise attack by a rotund redhead stopped her. Katarina slashed frantically, slowed by her added girth. The Death Prophet turned and sent a swarm of bats upon the girl, who in turn launched a flurry of daggers. Both swelled as Janna observed. The nude women were very curvy and Janna decided to intervene. She charged another howling gale and sent it for the grouped fighters.

The air pushed them apart and they both turned in time to see Janna moving her arms to manipulate the wind further. The clouds above snaked down with two separate prongs, moving between the stunned ladies legs and pushing inside. Katarina and The Death Prophet had used all of their mana and could do nothing as the forced wind began puffing them up like beach balls.

Krobelus’ green skin grew lighter as it stretched. Her cold eyes watching calmly as her body accepted the gusts of wind. Every few seconds she puffed out more and more, her stomach expanded outward a few feet and then her extremities swelled. Her midsection moved outward, enveloping her arms in legs and making her look round. Eventually she was nearly spherical; her breasts and backside, however, were still distinguishable, slightly raised from her round body. Her puffed face, clawed hands, and small feet were all that remained as she rolled backwards.

Katarina’s expansion went differently. Her already expanded frame took the blasts of wind in her arms and legs first, making them thicken and pull outward, locking her into a spread eagle stance. Her butt and breasts swelled into two squished spheres, and her belly rounded and went out even more. Her light frame shifted as the tempest lulled. She was precariously balanced, and Janna relished in her next act. She directed her magical bird to hit the redhead, launching her onto her back, causing her to bounce a few times before she settled.

Janna launched another couple of quick blasts into the taut rogue’s exposed privates, causing Katarina to grunt angrily. “Be tranquil my friend.”
“I saved you!” Katarina said with uncharacteristic bewilderment.
“Eventually it would come down to a battle between us. I simply expedited the process.”
“I should have ended you when I had the chance!”
“I will leave you… breathless.” Janna smiled as she launched a few more blasts, hitting the mark yet again.
The tightly inflated woman laughed deeply after her groans of pain. “You idiot, you got us all taken out!”

Janna turned to see what she meant. “What can I say? I do have the best equipment.” The Terran ghost held her rifle steadily as Janna froze with shock, knowing most of her abilities needed some time before she could use them again. “What’s wrong, did I catch you at a bad time?” The blonde’s ponytail whipped as she cocked her head with a mocking smirk.

Nova pulled the trigger, hitting Janna in the chest with a pinning shot, slowing her long enough use a sniper shot. Janna’s chest swelled, expanding quickly and throwing the slim girl with the large belly forward. Janna hit the ground, rolling onto her side. Her now heft breasts and belly kept her grounded. Nova called down a precision strike and watched as a beam of light parted the remaining clouds to strike the struggling fighter.

The blast caused Janna’s breasts and belly to roll outward upon the ground with unnatural weight, making certain that she would be unable to stand again. Nova walked closer, planting a foot upon the girl’s belly, which was nearly the same size as the owner. “Light’s out.” She shot her rifle from her hip to hit Janna, then she turned to shoot Katarina, and then a final shot in The Death Prophet.

“Janna, Katarina, and Krobelus are all out of the match!” The announcer said with glee as he called their names. Nova giggled as she cloaked and relocated. “Piece of cake.”

Part X


The army was gone and they were finally safe. She directed Armon, with the help of the scepter, to lead the army away and trust that the villagers would live out their lives peacefully. It’s not like we’re going to last long anyway, only daughters are being born and not many outside males are willing to mate with women blessed by Kinok. Many people flocked to their town after the army turned back, most of them outcasts from other ruined villages that had been touched by Kinok’s influence. Vanita knew it wasn’t over yet.

“I hear your village has relics, could you direct me to the artisan that crafted them?” The shorter woman with broad features and a commanding presence asked.
Vanita was pleased that others had heard of her accomplishments. “I am the creator, Vanita.”
“A woman?” The dusky eyed woman dismissed the idea. “Drop the ruse and show me to the man who created them.”
“A man started, but a woman finished.” Vanita’s head tilted, dimples showing with a non-genuine smile.
The woman crossed her arms, finally seeming to understand. “Tell me about your relics, Vanita.”
Vanita raised her hand to show the ring. “This is the Band of Possession.” She explained how it would transfer consciousness between bodies. Agreeing, the unnamed woman launched her hand out and grabbed her arm, her own band pressing against the skin. The same odd sensation passed and Vanita found herself in the foreign body, looking at her wispy features from a distance. The other woman had swapped their bodies and Vanita now realized how foolish she had been.

“What do you want? Who are you?”
“I am a crafter like you,” Vanita’s former body said. “You weren’t the only one given knowledge.”
Vanita could see a similar ring on her new hand. Without much thought, she reached up and grabbed her old body’s pierced breast. Nothing happened. It feels nice, though. “I learned how to control when it happens.” The woman in Vanita’s body gave a big grin, her cheeks flush with delight over her victory. “Your thoughts play a big portion in how it responds. Now, what I really want is for you to show me to whatever you made to command Armon and his army to march away.”

Many refugees had found their way into town and most were welcome additions. However, there were exceptions. A large, naked man waddled into their home. Nora remembered the rotund man from long ago. He has to release his seed into someone to deflate. He nearly popped Krina when she helped him in town. “How are you still alive?”
The heavy man leaned upon the table, causing it to tilt slightly. “I remember you…” He huffed. “I found a delightful woman who emptied me every few hours.” His jowls shook as he spoke, sweat rolled along his brow. “She let me go a little too long one night and it was too much for her, the poor girl.”
“You are not welcome here.”
“You cannot leave me to die. If you are careful then you can empty me safely.”
“You are not our problem! Leave and do not trouble us!” Nora snapped uncharacteristically. She felt bad for the man, but he was selfish and he would always be a burden if she let him stay. The bulky man passed through the door with a loud grumble, slamming it shut behind him.

A scream came a few minutes later as she rushed to the door. Outside she saw her daughter Samara pinned beneath the writhing fat man. He awkwardly reached down, trying desperately to guide his cock in between her spread legs. “Just put it in and I’ll stop, I swear.” The fat, glistening man pleaded to her.”
“Don’t, he’s going to-“ Nora called out, but she could see Samara’s hand reach down and she knew it was too late.

Both of them grunted, as his quivering belly began shrinking and hers blasted upward. The massive amount of seed transferred into her at an unreal speed. The man leaned forward upon her, pinning her arms and legs with his. The girl showed her teeth in pain as her belly grew, his weight forcing it to expand outward between them. Her belly slowly gained dominance, pushing his up as he pumped his stored seed into her womb. She screeched in agony as his body was lifted upright, their hips still connected.

Pulling herself away from the scene, Nora recalled the item Vanita had left behind. She bolted inside and returned with the scepter. “Stop!”

The man fell upon her, motionless with now distant eyes, but his belly still shrank. The fluid continued forcing its way into the swollen woman. Samara flailed, trying desperately to lift him off of her squished, inflated belly. “Get him off! Get it out of me!”

Nora raised the rod to command him to step back. Instead, it slipped from her grasp. Panicked, she fumbled to grab it from the taller grass. A blood-curdling howl came from her daughter and Nora looked up to see lighter stretch marks on her darker skin. Looking as if she might pop at any moment, Samara’s eyes closed and she knew it was too late. The girl’s belly pulsed up with another blast and then… Her midsection burst open as white goo blasted everyone in the area. The thin, now lanky man was blown onto his back, still holding the girl’s hips as her ruined body flopped upon him.

Nora wailed as she dropped to her knees. She found the rod and commanded the man to dunk his face in a stream and breathe deeply.

Denah stepped through to the small clearing in the trees. A little girl stood beside the robed women, encircling Krina, Cilia, and two other bound women he hadn’t seen before. Those must be Krina’s newest daughters. The robed women chanted, pressing their hands together in prayer. And that girl is the one I rescued from the town! Denah moved like a big cat stalking its prey. Her smaller, fit body moved gently through the brush. With good timing I can probably get them before they can counterattack. Denah hoisted a spear and began the charge, launching it as she readied her sword. She stopped, dumbfounded as she hit an invisible wall and the spear bounced aside in midair.

The little girl scoffed. “Not that easy, you freak!”
“What is this? Why are you helping them?!”
The girl was disgusted by the question. “We’re going to restore balance by purging all of Kinok’s followers. You’re just a plague upon the land.” The girl turned to the robed women, who were lost in their incantations. “This will end all tainted mortals, and now that we are protected, it’s just a matter of time.”
Denah struck the transparent shield, frustrated that she could not find a weak point.

“It doesn’t have to be this way.” Cilia pleaded as she knelt.
“I told you that you may not speak!” The little girl reached down and squeezed the bound woman’s shaft.
Cilia whimpered, her cock growing hard from the pain. Her mother gave protest, but that only increased Cilia’s pain. “I can fix both of our problems, just please listen!” She cried out.
The girl pulled her cock, guiding her to stand awkwardly. “Fine. I’m listening.”
The petite girl stood well above her pre-pubescent captor. “What if we left and promised not to breed?”
“You cannot make such a promise. Your entire village is twisted by Kinok’s curse and the only way to stop you is for you to be removed!” The girl tightened her grasp, causing Cilia to buckle in pain. “You waste your words-“
“No, no, they can leave! Without the two of us they are just women, normal women! Without a man’s seed they are nothing unique.” The little girl relaxed her grip once again. “We were tricked by Kinok as well. We do not wish to defy you, we only want to live! If you have to kill the two of us then so be it, we only want to protect our loved ones.”

“You would sacrifice yourself and your mother to save them?” The girl scoffed, glancing at Krina, who sat silently. “How altruistic.” She let go of her cock and slapped it hard. Cilia stumbled in her bindings, groaning. “I know better. You would just leave and direct them to us. We will not let you walk free.”

“Ugh… If you let me talk to them then I get the items you fear and we will find someplace else to spend the rest of our days as normal people!” Cilia grit her teeth, still fighting the sting. “I heard your fear about what our village created. I know how much you want those items.”
The girl’s expression went blank. “What assurance would we have?”
Cilia drew in a calming breath. “Keep Krina and use her for your ritual if you suspect we are lying. If I am truthful then you’ll get magical artifacts that will make you as powerful as the gods you worship! If I am lying then you can destroy anything magical in the area. The risk is minimal; I just want to protect my people.”

The young girl nodded. “You make a strong point.”

It took convincing, but Vanita got her body back as did the woman, named Mileena. She had moved through many bodies using a similar relic that she had crafted. Unlike her, she had found a way to craft relics based on the other two gods, Tulla and Kinok himself.

She lifted an unimpressive black metal necklace as she spoke. “This is The Pendant of Lapsing Time.” It can pause time around you, allowing you to move and interact with your surroundings unimpeded.” She slid a tiny black rod with a pointed tip from her belt. “And this is the Barb of Entrance. This allows a person to create a portal.”

Perplexed, Vanita reached out, only to have Mileena pull it away. Vanita apologized, “A portal? You can make a doorway somewhere?”
“A doorway anywhere.” Mileena smirked. “Remember, your mind plays an important role when using any of these. You must visualize the location and then trace in the air or an object to create the link. The size does not matter.” She drew a calming breath as she drew a square in the air using the black pen. Once she joined the corners, Vanita could see a tall, slender blonde woman with a full posterior standing in a field. It took her a moment to realize she was staring at herself through the gateway. She searched, but could see no exit for the portal.

“Where is it?” She turned back to watch herself through the window. “I know it’s there, but I see nothing.”
“It is a one way portal. Anything that goes through will come out on the opposite side unless it is tethered somehow.”
Vanita marveled as she put her arm through the window and watched as it appeared in midair a short distance behind her. She pulled back and looked at her palm. “Amazing.”
She traced the barb over the portal causing it pop out of existence. “The portals last for a long while until you collapse them.” She created another portal upon the side of her furs.  She sneered as she inserted her hand through the dark opening upon her side. Immediately, Vanita felt something large force its way into her pussy. Her hand is inside me! “Sorry, but I don’t trust you. My ring is in there, so I can move into you if you try to fuck me.” She spread her fingers causing Vanita to grip her crotch painfully. “Now, show me your relic.”

“I… I do not carry it. Follow me back to our home.”

The two women trekked to the center of the village. Hundreds of women went about their lives, barely regarding them as they passed. Mileena noticed a gooey circle upon the grass as they moved into the house. Inside three women stared at them questioningly. “This is Mileena, she is a craftsman like me.” Mileena moved her hand slightly deeper into the portal upon her bundle of furs. Vanita gave a pained expression. “She wants to see the Scepter of Dominance.”

They tensed, looking at one another. Eventually, the pretty girl with a small waist and an unnatural endowment glanced to a nearby box. Mileena took the opportunity to stop time. Only Vanita still moved. The woman noticed her questioning expression. “Since we are touching, it frees you from the restriction of time as well.” Mileena curled her hidden hand into a fist and pushed it deeper, causing Vanita to drop to her knees in agony. Without care, Mileena rifled through the chest and finally found the basic black rod wrapped in linens. She unwrapped it with one hand, holding the rod into the air victoriously.

“We… we could have… worked together.” Vanita stammered as the woman magically fisted her.
“We both know one of us would have taken control of everything eventually. I’m just expediting the process. Tell me how this works.” She commanded as she withdrew her hand from the portal upon her side.
Vanita stared at the ground as she spoke. “You issue a command and it reads what you are thinking to force that person to comply.”
Mileena laughed. “Wonderful!” She tapped the necklace, causing time to resume for the others. “I command you all to let me leave with the Scepter and be happy that I took it.” She closed the gateway upon her clothing and removed the necklace before placing the barb and pendant upon the table. She happily left with the Scepter of Dominance, glad that it had gone so smoothly.

They rejoiced after they were certain that she had gone. “Thank the gods!” Nora gave the real command rod to Vanita.
Cilia had set up the plan just in case someone were to come looking for the scepter. They talked about how to continue. They’re going to kill us all if we don’t surrender. Even Zuli agreed, there was little chance to reason with the outsiders save for godly intervention.

A thought stuck Cilia and she decided now was a good time to prepare. She touched the pendant upon the table and was awestruck as everyone else in the room stood frozen. I must find another place for us, for these artifacts. These will only cause us trouble if we keep them. She held the Barb of Entrance as she thought. She made a doorway upon the wall and moved Nora just enough to put her raised hand through the opening. As expected, Cilia was able to pass back and forth by using Nora’s finger as a placeholder to keep the portal open both directions.

Nora’s inanimate hand brushed against her breast and sent Cilia’s mind to a more nagging concern. Her unnatural endowment rose from between her legs. I could have sex with any of them like this… That wouldn’t be right, though. But, the nagging lust remained and she needed to sate it before her mind would focus. She took a fist-sized rock and traced a portal onto the surface. She spread open the linked cheeks and spit upon the perfect ass. She moved the object onto her shaft and slowly pushed it down, making it disappear into the orifice.

She felt the pain in her backside, but she chose to ignore it. She continued moving it lower until the rock was pressing flat against her, her cock vanishing into the portal. She stood on her tiptoes as she fought to endure the self-inflicted pain. Once it lessened, she started fucking herself. She increased the pace and slowly built into a frenzy. She held the rock with both hands as she pounded her ass relentlessly. Climax came suddenly and she shot her thick cream through the magical hole and into her sore rump. She jerked in pain with each pulse of her cock, unwilling to pull out and loose the wonderful feeling.

We have to give up the relics, but I’m keeping this. No one has to know. Now focused, she walked a short distance and peered into the valley below. Countless people all moved like ants in their grand city. She knew this place would work. Time did not stop here. She made her way down the hillside to investigate.

Did she just disappear for a moment? Her mentally and physically blessed daughter explained her plan. Cilia created a standing portal upon the wall using their new artifact, ushering everyone through. They stepped into the doorway and found themselves in the grass beneath the magical barrier Denah had spoken about. Krina still knelt in the center, confused by their sudden appearance. Vanita, wearing Acharon’s Crown, stepped out last.

The small girl bowed her head in reverence to the visitors. Appearing in the image of Tulla, God of Time, Cilia motioned for the girls to cease their incantations. They complied after another, more forceful gesture. “I have brought these few to discuss terms of surrender.” Vanita watched, mostly hiding her reservations about their surrender. She hates the thought of relinquishing power. She only ceded knowing that someone else would intervene if they abused their power. Who knew how many others were out there with the same power over the mysterious metal.

“Why do you assist them, wise Tulla?” The young girl bowed once more.
“I do not wish to see mortals die due to a god’s mettle. You will kill hundreds with this spell, but there are thousands more that will propagate and continue. This will cause a conflict that spans an age. Instead, I offer a solution.” She paused for effect. “You fear their relics and they fear your magic. I propose that the leaders of these people use their artifacts to travel far away, never to return. In repayment, you must help the blessed people. You must take the time and remove their blessings with your magics.”

“That will take decades, perhaps longer!” The girl pleaded.
“Indeed it shall. But, the blessed individuals will come to you in time. They were all people who wanted a wish, but were given a curse instead. This one only wanted a son. Instead, she got a fully grown man and a dead husband. Pease understand that they only fight because they feel threatened by the outsiders. They feel it is the only path.”

“This… this is a lot to process.”
“I have seen many paths and this is the point where you must decide which way to go.” Cilia put a hand on Nora’s shoulder as a signal. The rest quickly, subtly, linked hands.
Vanita stopped time once again. “Do you think they will listen?”
“I do. Seeing a god can have a moving effect on a person.”

Cilia traced a doorway in the air. The land beyond looked lush and vibrant. A strange furry animal darted up the thick base of a tree. “You must go, Nora. You and Denah must take these heirlooms and keep them away from people who will misuse them.“

Nora was distraught by the thought. “The plan was for all of us to leave!”
Cilia frowned. “You know we all can’t go. I will keep your family safe and ensure that these zealots keep the peace.”
“I will stay as well.” Vanita interjected. “If our plans fall apart after they remove Malia, Tesha, and Numa’s blessings, then we believe that Erin holds more of the metal we need. With any of them, I will be able make something from the ore they create. It is merely a fallback.”

Tears clouded Nora’s view. “Please, there has to be another way! We can stay…”
Cilia shook her head. “You know I was given a greater understanding.” She held Nora’s hands. “This is the best way.”

Nora continued fighting the plan, but eventually Cilia convinced her. With the robed figures and the young girl still frozen, Nora said her goodbyes.
Krina stepped in for the final hug. “Be safe on the other side.”
“You as well, take care of what we have created.” Nora gave a melancholy smile. “Thank you for helping me.” They shared a long embrace. Nora stepped back and took her daughter’s hand.
“I opened a portal to another world; hopefully it is someplace better than this.” Cilia explained. “People live there, but gods do not intervene directly. I… took a little time to explore.” She hushed their questions. “Just be assured that you will be able to live happily.” Nora showed her trust with a curt nod.

Nora and Denah stepped through the portal and turned, smiling back at them one last time before they set off into the unknown carrying five enchanted items. No matter what happens, at least we are together.

The Favored Part IX


A few days had passed since the army occupied their town. The invaders deemed a large portion of the villagers to be peaceful and sectioned them to a small group of houses in the center of town. The attackers had gone to great lengths to impregnate any unburdened women they encountered and kill anything that had a cock. Kell had fallen in the onslaught, as well as all of Piven’s daughters.

Krina, luckily still mobile, had disappeared with Cilia. I hope they don’t find them. Nora knew it was only a matter of time before the fanatics realized they all were blessed in other ways, but at least they were alive for now. Everyone who stayed was used frequently by the hundreds of men that set roots in their village. They are waiting to see what our children look like. They are going to kill anything that they deem as tainted. Nora looked at her heavily pregnant belly. I only have about a day or two left before they learn that my daughter is different. They already suspect it due to my size, but at least they are patient.
She looked to Vanita, who was enduring another double penetration from two boys in the host. Nora watched her former mate, who was now in a woman’s body, take the boys cocks with little complaint. She is Vanita now. It was hard to keep track, but he… she decided it would be simpler to take her name as well as her body. Maybe she will be spared when this is over.

Armon, the Speaker of Nhorn and leader of the army, stepped in and stood next to Nora. “You understand why this had to happen, yes?” Nora said nothing. “We have to stop this travesty. Your town of revelers were getting out of hand very quickly. It is a difficult task, but we will correct your family and one day you will be at ease once again. I hope we caught your family before they were too heavily inbred. Perhaps Kinok was marginally kind and saved you from such mortal perils.”
“Kinok will save us.”
He sighed as the men in Vanita finished, leaving the bored looking girl to clean herself. “Nhorn passes judgment, but he will be fair in the end.” Armon accompanied the men as they departed.

Alone with her mate, Norah stared at her large belly with despair. “What is going to happen to us, Vanita?”
“Mom, we’re going to make it out of this. We have a plan.”
Nora was puzzled. “What do you mean?”
“Mom, I’m Samara. Vanita is in my body now.” She wiped her mouth. “She is using my body to move around town.”
“They don’t stop her? I mean, you?”
Vanita shook her head. “They use my body and move on. They practically ignore me for now since I’m non-confrontational and I’m already pregnant. She has a secret workshop too, she moved her things there.”
“Well, what about the metal she needs? Zuli didn’t make enough last time.”
Her eyes lit up. “Trust me, we got lucky.”

Denah watched her sister working. They had convened in the secret workshop beneath the town. Cilia, like always, had planned ahead before making her escape. It was odd seeing Samara’s body moving with such confidence, quickly etching runes into the red-hot metal, inch by inch. The black crown was nearly complete and it was all thanks to her three sisters. I guess they’re my daughters too. They are older than I am now, so that title makes even less sense. This whole thing is a mess.
Malia, Tesha, and Numa had come to Kell early on, before the body swap, explaining their concern for their stone-hard bellies. She was thankful that her intuition was correct and they had been blessed with the same magical metal Zuli had been creating. Zuli was pregnant again, and soon they would have plenty of the metal.

I don’t think Vanita is threatened by me anymore. Now that we’re both women there is no competition. She said I could travel back into a man’s body using the ring if I wished, but I don’t want to be a slave to my desires like before. I think she feels the same way. It still feels strange being so small in this woman’s body, but it is nearly as powerful and the feelings I get when mating are indescribable. Denah saw her naked sisters sitting around the room, watching the woman at work. Some of us should head home soon, but we still have a little time.
Zuli noticed her approach, eyeing her hesitantly. She still doesn’t trust us, but she knows not to trust the invaders either. Denah went to her knees and carefully persuaded her legs apart. Zuli seemed almost nervous as Denah spread her lower lips and grazed her tongue upon her soft inside. I imagine it is odd seeing your former body trying to please you. A loud moan caused the others to turn and stare. Samara gave a quick glance before resuming her work.

“Malia, get beneath me.” Denah said, spreading her legs and lifting herself into the air. Her sister went on her back and put her face underneath her spread pussy. Denah shivered as she was being licked, while she, in kind, was giving excitement to the normally dour woman. Zuli’s face betrayed her building pleasure. She shifted, relaxing ever so slightly as she started to let her guard down. Malia gasped, muffled in Denah’s bush, as Numa joined into the fun, going down on her without being asked. Denah paused, seeing the two girls connecting behind her. She beckoned Tesha and soon they were all linked in a line of oral pleasure.

Tesha seemed to be the most vigorous of the group, causing her sister to gasp and squirm, which in turn caused the rest of them to feel some of the after effects. Denah continued, moving her tongue in and around Zuli’s entrance, finding the little button on the upper section and lightly suckling it. Malia gripped her ass, spreading it as she too found Denah’s clit. They were all breathing heavily, making occasional slurping sounds as they explored one another.

Denah felt warmth flowing through her body. She pinched her nipple as the excitement grew. Zuli grunted as she neared climax, pushing Denah’s head against her bush, rubbing a hand on her side, fully lost in the moment. She trembled and looked as if she might cry with ecstasy.

Denah was happy that her mate finished first. It took mere moments before she also felt the wave of euphoria that no man could ever feel. She tensed, moving her legs outward, smothering her sister, who continued to probe her lower reaches with her nimble tongue. Denah tweaked her nipple and grabbed Malia’s hair as she embraced the magical sensations. She felt the girl on the bottom pressing upward, signaling that, she too, was finding release.

Denah stood, moving over to plant a few quick kisses on Tesha’s opening. She was already wet with arousal, grabbing handfuls of Denah’s hair. She finished at the same time her sister did. Both girls rubbed their bodies as the sensation passed. Finally sated, they all uncoupled and wiped their faces.

Samara, who continued etching runes, kept her eyes focused as she scoffed. “Playtime is over now. Denah, bring this to your Mother.” She sat up and used a pair of metal tongs to dunk the hot metal into water. Steam erupted and she removed the finished artifact. “Let me tell you how it works.”

“Kell is that really you?” She looked up to her son’s new face.
“Zuli said I could use her former name. I’m Denah now, mom.” The honed girl smiled, placing a hand upon her mother’s shoulder. “Vanita told me to give this to you. She said that it ‘presents you as you wish to be perceived.’” She offered the simple, etched black crown. It was flared to two points in the front and it was reasonably light.
Nora inspected it. “So, if I think I’m a cow then people will see that?”
“Yes, but you are much too beautiful for that.” Denah smiled. “She said that you need to present yourself as Acharon, be the image of death and the army will rout.”

Nora recalled the paintings from her visit to the town, seeing the horrifying visage of the creature associated with Acharon. She took the crown carefully and nodded. “If it will drive them away.”
“She said that your thoughts need to be focused while you’re wearing it. If you get distracted then it could have undesirable effects. He also told me to stay away when you try it.”

Nora arose, her belly causing her to lean forward noticeably. She carried her burdened frame through the door and saw her daughters and half daughters being used by the countless warriors. Most ignored her as she marched ahead in the grass. Shorter, with a smaller frame, and far more pregnant than her daughters, Nora watched freely for a long time before two younger fighters headed her direction. The boys dropped their weapons and stroked their cocks as they eyed her hungrily. They must not be able to get action anywhere else. Most of them avoid me since I’m so huge. Nora lifted the crown onto her head and watched their reaction.

Instead of being horrified, the boys grinned with delight as they groped her and lowered her onto the grass. One squeezed her milk-laden breasts, putting both nipples into his mouth and drinking from her bosom. The other lifted her legs, rubbing her feet as he planted small kisses from her ankle to her inner thighs. The first boy saw the other and shoved him away as he crawled down and slipped his tool into her wet slit. The boy barely lasted five thrusts before he unloaded inside her. The other boy pulled him back and took his place. He lasted slightly longer before he added to the deposit.

Nora loved the sensations, as both of them continued touching her all over. The boys cocks regrew and she knew they would be ready again soon. She heard quiet footsteps and noticed many more of the invaders approaching. The newcomers had abandoned her daughters and turned their attention to her. Soon, Nora was surrounded by men and boys, all ready to plant their seed. I was horny so I guess I wanted them to see me as desirable. She tried to think of something else, but the sensation of thirty men rubbing her body all over was more than a little distracting. Their fingers are touching every nook and cranny – I love it! Men took turns fucking her, as others pleased her in unthought ways. Soon the afternoon sun was blotted out by men reaching in, trying desperately to touch her, if only for a fleeting moment. She was completely lost in the sensations.

She wasn’t sure how long it had lasted, but she had felt numerous orgasms by the hands and cocks of hundreds of warriors. Feeling completely drained, with her mind foggy, she had to struggle to focus her thoughts. I am pure evil. She had to grasp at the sentiment a few times before all the men around her yanked their hands away in pure revulsion. Within an instant they scattered, tripping over one another as most abandoned their weapons and sprinted as if their lives depended on it. Others hid and cowered around the buildings. She could see even her daughters were frozen in terror as they watched the projected monster standing a short distance away.

After some time passed she slipped the crown off. She walked to one of her terror-stricken daughters and offered her hand. The  woman trembled as she wept. Gods, what have I done? “It’s okay, it was only a trick!” The girl was inconsolable, still quaking with fright.

Krina huffed as she waddled through the stream. Her breasts far surpassed a normal size, sagging to her smooth belly. They had travelled upstream for hours, finally assured that no one would come here looking for them. Cilia stood in the knee-deep brook, watching her mother splashing water over her head, allowing it to trickle down her tiny, yet buxom body.
She became hard as she watched her mom’s backside. “Mother, may I… use you?”
Krina rolled her eyes. “Yes, but hurry. They will find us if we don’t keep moving!”
“I promise you, we are safe here.”
Cilia’s cock twitched with excitement as Krina bent forward and took her daughter’s shaft into her mouth, moving back and forth to lubricate the girl’s cock. After a few pumps, Cilia circled behind her huge breasted mother and spread one of her cheeks, easing the tip into her ass. It had been too long, and Cilia got excited from the tight warmth of her mom’s rump. She pushed in much too quickly, causing Krina to push her back as she jumped away.

“Careful! I know you’re not as big as Kell, but it still hurts if you ram it in there.”
“I’m sorry, it was just too good!”
Krina cocked her head, giving an irritated glare. “Turn around!”
“Mom, I just… let me go back in. I promise I’ll go slower.”
“No, not until you take it first.”
Cilia scoffed and rolled her eyes as she bent forward and opened her mouth. Her longer hair dipped into the water as she sucked her mother’s throbbing cock. Once ready, she stood. “It’s not the same though, yours is bigger than mine.”
“Doesn’t matter, turn around or you’re not going in my ass again!”
Cilia pursed her lips and sighed dramatically, turning around and offering her small, springy ass for her mother’s use. She pinched her nipples to offset the pain as Krina pushed the tip through her opening.

Cilia stood, groaning with agony as her mom paused, only partially in. “See, I’m not that mean, I give you a little time to acclimate.” Krina held her hips, keeping the taller girl from stepping away. Krina closed her eyes as she slid deeper, embracing her daughter tightly from behind, squishing her enormous breasts against her back. Cilia’s hands shook as she pinched her small tits, grunting as her mother sank her cock in her ass up to the hilt. She grit her teeth and tensed as Krina fit her whole cock into the girl’s tight asshole.

Drawing back, Krina moaned and shifted before pushing it back in slightly deeper. Cilia opened her eyes with a hurt expression. Putting both hands out to stabilize the two of them as her own shaft began spurting her seed into the water. Krina held her arms in such a way that she was unable to touch herself as she orgasmed. Krina enjoyed the tightening hole, pounding her excitedly for a few moments before she blasted her thick cream into her daughter’s butt.

Krina slipped out and allowed her unlikely mate to stumble forward, splashing in the water. “You were too rough!”
“We both had Kell, you should be used to it.”
“Mom! It felt good and bad, I guess. I tried to hold back so I could go into you, but it was too much.”
“We will have to do it again soon. We should start moving again and-” They had been too distracted to notice the approaching figures.

They were beset by four heavily built, robed women on the edge of the stream. Krina proved to be no match against their physical strength as they chased her down, striking one of her thick breasts until her daughter also submitted.
“You cannot run, you perverse… things.” A young girl appeared behind them, crinkling her nose. “You two will serve for our ritual.”
“W-what ritual?”
“It will purify your town’s inhabitants.” She gave a vindictive smile. “Only the clean will survive.”

It had been two days since the crown was finished and now another relic was completed. Vanita, no longer needing to be in Samara’s body, made the finishing touches on the Scepter of Dominance. She left the secret workshop and walked to Nora’s home. Countless men and women were starving as they sat, horrified by the unnatural images they had witnessed. Vanita had no idea the crown would be so potent. There were still hundreds of clear-minded men who were not nearby at the time Nora wore the crown, but they pulled back, hidden in the nearby woods.

She found Nora nursing her newest, already full-grown, daughter and pleasing Denah as they sat. Nora continued fingering her former mate as she spoke. “Can we fix this?”
“Yes, this will fix all of our problems. I should have known not to abuse Acharon’s power. Nhorn is far more straightforward.” Seeing her confusion, Vanita continued. “I harness the essence of the gods. I can’t say I fully understand it, but the runes I etch on the layers are symbols and phrases linked to each god. I was given knowledge of Pashia, Acharon, and Nhorn, which allowed me to craft the ring, crown, and now the scepter.”

“What does that thing do?”
Many of her daughters lived in the same dwelling, some of which had seen the vision Nora had presented. Vanita held the rod as he commanded Avril to stand. “You shall forget you ever saw Acharon.”
Avril was physically drained, but her eyes seemed to light up as she rubbed her nearly flat belly. She walked to the table and grabbed an apple from a heaping basket. She noticed the two women staring. She smiled warmly, “what?” Given no response, she shook her head and continued eating the fruit.
Vanita was pleased that it worked. “We can help everyone and we can turn our enemies back.”

Outside she called loudly, commanding everyone to stand in the clearing. Only about eighty people assembled, but it would be enough. She commanded the women to forget what they saw and head into the houses. The men, she commanded, were to gather weapons and bring them to the tree line. Once in a line they were told to call out for Armon, their mortal leader, and stab themselves. Maybe this will get his attention. Vanita felt no pity as they marched to their demise.

MOBA 2 – Nu Wa


Freya accompanied her, heading south toward the DOTA 2 base. The well-proportioned redhead picked off the opposing minions as the wild-eyed tattooed goddess charged into the battle. The couple had not encountered much opposition thus far, but amidst the fight, Freya paused, pointing to a tall, blue-skinned, winged woman with curved horns and a vicious glare. The woman threw daggers into the fray, ending a few minion’s lives.

Nu Wa hovered just above the ground, moving closer to the demon. Suddenly an arrow struck her in the side. The impact transferred into an almost unnoticeable amount of growth upon her breasts. The red haired woman was adorned in tight-fitting green clothes. Her breasts were held tightly, showing amazing cleavage and surely giving her better maneuverability. With a pierced nose and wide facial features, the elf grinned as she let a few more arrows fly. Nu Wa evaded the strikes as the woman vanished into the trees.

Her attention shifted back to the two heroes fighting where the minions once stood. Akasha, The Queen of Pain, wore a red metal bikini styled armor piece which showed a large portion of her dark blue skin. Her wild red eyes danced as she bared her fangs menacingly. Her wings fluttered as she held a dagger, preparing to strike. “I’m going to enjoy watching you suffer.”

Freya’s sword glowed with magic as she charged. Her blonde hair flowed upon her shoulders. Her intricate Nordic tattoos flexed as she drew back to attack. She landed a hard strike, hitting the demon with inhuman finesse. The Queen of Pain screamed loud enough to cause the Valkyrie to stop her attack and shield her ears. Akasha jabbed the god in her exposed stomach, causing unexpected growth beneath her chest plates. The Queen of Pain stepped away and flipped a dagger into Freya, which bounced aside after hitting her skin. She blinked away and laughed as the bewildered Viking’s breasts expanded in pulses due to the dagger’s poison damage.

The Elvish ranger, Lyralei, reappeared, sending a flurry of arrows at Freya. The Nordic goddess turned to follow, avoiding arrows as she closed the distance. The Windranger got cocky, preparing a powerful shot for the approaching foe. Before she could let it fly, Freya launched her into the air. The elf flailed as she tried to break free from the invisible restraint. Freya closed the distance by the time she fell and followed with repeated magical strikes.

The Windranger’s midsection puffed out as did her arms and legs. Her body grew lighter as she bounded away from the woman’s magical sword. Freya used her abilities to launch magical bolts toward her, causing the nimble woman to stumble and bounce end over end. She rolled over frantically and launched an arrow that stuck to the tree behind her aggressor. A magical rope wrapped around Freya’s arm. She fought to pull free, but another binding took hold of her. This allowed Lyralei to bolt into the tree line.

Elsewhere during this time, Nu Wa hovered toward the grinning demonic woman from the beginning of the encounter. The Queen of Pain teleported beside Nu Wa, ripping her scant coverings away, exposing her natural form completely. There were patches of scales on her otherwise immaculate human body. Unfazed as her vestments fell to the ground, Nu Wa followed up by blasting the blue-skinned woman in the chest and the privates. Laughing as her coverings fell away in kind.

Akasha licked her fangs with a giggle. “Skin on skin, I like that!” She shot one of Nu Wa’s elemental gems from the air and blinked behind her, snatching it as it fell. She licked the green crystal provocatively. Nu Wa was stunned by the quick maneuver and the indignity to the phase stones. “Do not touch the sacred stone! Give it back!”

Akasha let out a high-pitched shriek, which stunned the nude goddess. “Fine, I’ll give it back!” She rushed forward and slipped the moistened stone in between the recovering woman’s thighs. Nu Wa’s perfect breasts bounced as she gasped. The stone easily slid into her hairless mound as the demoness danced away. Akasha spoke in a patronizing tone. “I think you’re taking your love of wood a little too far.”
“What have you done? That is low!”

“Aww, you don’t enjoy that?” The Queen of Pain laughed as she blinked behind her again, snatching the red stone from above her hand. She spit on it and put the tip in her mouth for a moment, using her tongue to lubricate the warm stone. Nu Wa turned with surprise as the demon hugged her, pressing their large breasts together as she cupped the goddesses ass with her free hand. “Perhaps you enjoy it better from behind!” She grunted the last word as she slipped the wet stone in between Nu Wa’s pliable rear cheeks.

Nu Wa broke away, floating backwards and clenching in pain as she gripped her privates. The objects moved deeper into her as she instinctively tightened. The remaining stones swirled around as her confident green eyes showed resolve. She launched five quick blasts at the blue woman, causing her tits to swell and her ass to grow as roots reached from the ground to hold her in place. She followed up with a blast of shining metal. This attack stunned the demon, allowing a few more attacks before she recovered.

The winged woman put her hands together upon the center of her chest, gasping with pure excitement as her breasts grew over and around her arms. She reveled in the sensation as her hips grew wider as well, giving her an amazing hourglass figure. “A love bite.” Akasha laughed maniacally. “I look amazing!”

Suddenly an arrow hit Nu Wa in her shoulder. The Windranger revealed herself, launching another volley directed at the nude fighters. An arrow hit Akasha as she blinked away from the encounter. Most, however, hit Nu Wa as she attempted to evade. Lyralei had puffed out mostly in the middle, looking extremely awkward as she continued launching arrows, easily hitting Nu Wa as she approached.

Nu Wa’s breasts hung low, still expanding as she floated closer. They were heavy and nearly the size of her head when she finally got within range. She closed her eyes and raised her hand. Her breasts wobbled as she brought her hand down in an unknown gesture and smiled.

The confidence in Lyralei’s eyes turned to worry as the ground erupted. Three clay golems rose from the earth and marched to attack. The rounded woman shot at the approaching trio as she stepped backwards. The arrows had little effect. She was nearly to turn and run when a blast of metal hit her chest, stunning her. The Windranger dropped her bow, unable to flee as the unarmed clay humanoids encircled her. Two grabbed her arms as the third used its immense strength to rip away the crotch of her breeches. The golem put its hands together and put them between her legs.

She regained her senses, struggling fruitlessly as the two held her firmly. It was an odd sensation, as the golem pressed his malleable hands inside. She could feel them shrink and regrow once they passed her opening, filling her with thick clay. “What the? What are they doing?”

Nu Wa floated closer, laughing heartily, causing her impressive tits to quake. “They’re inflating you the only way they know how.” She watched as the golem shrank and the Windranger’s belly peeked from between her clothes. She gave a pained moan as she thrust her hips upward. “It’s too deep, please make it stop!”
Nu wa crossed her arms, resting them upon her colossal bosoms. “No.”

Within a minute, the first golem had disappeared inside the reluctant redhead. One of the remaining creatures let go and started the process again. Lyralei screamed for help as her belly expanded outward, pushing her tight pants low and her tunic upward. Her heavy belly moved down as it grew, slowly forcing the girl forward, over the entering golem. Once it finished, her legs wobbled as the last creature let her fall forward. She landed upon her weighted midsection, rolling forward before coming to rest on her hands and knees.

As expected, the last golem started to push inside her as well. “No, no wait!” She struggled helplessly.
Nu Wa walked behind the frantic woman to see the monster being sucked into her spread asshole. The goddess scoffed. “They just go for any hole they find.”

“Stop it, please!”
“I can’t let you go; you will only become a thorn in my side later.” Nu Wa stepped closer and pulled the girl’s behind apart. “I’ll speed up the process for you.” The golem grew thicker as it flowed into her accepting ass. She kicked her legs, causing Nu Wa to float away, but the golem continued flowing into her backdoor.

It wasn’t long before all three were inside the ranger. She grumbled as she tried to push them out, but they were in to stay. “Akasha, where are you?!” She whined and pleaded. “You can’t just leave me like this!” The last comment was directed to the buxom goddess, her green eyes searching for any kind of help. Without warning, her face twisted in agony as her body jerked to the side. Her body seemed to expand all over.

“They can still hurt you from the inside.” Nu Wa patted her back. “I have to make sure you’re out of the fight.”

The girl shook again; her arms and legs grew thicker. She yelled as her body rocked back and forth, feeling the golems attacking her from the inside, each time her entire body grew larger and thicker. The tight green clothes ripped and fell to the ground in tatters. Her arms and legs soon expanded outward, held in the air by her inflating body. Her ass cheeks grew upward, ballooning above her mammoth belly, which she now rested upon completely. Her breasts had widened and grown, but they were firm and didn’t seem to sag very much. They looked almost squished as her flowing belly pushed them higher. Her legs were parted completely; exposing her damp vagina nestled deep in the mound of flesh. Her hands and feet looked out of place upon the broader appendages.

Nu Wa left the girl to her fate, sad that she had turned into such a cruel goddess. It was necessary; she wouldn’t have stopped otherwise.
“Lyralei eliminated.” The announcer called quickly.
She sprang into the air and launched a blast of fire at the nearby heroes, seeing everyone’s location. She made her way to Freya, and unbeknownst to her, the advancing Queen of Pain.

A bolt of fire struck her as well as someone in the trees. Freya had her sword ready as she waited for the ranger to strike again. Unexpectedly the blue-skinned woman strolled forth, naked and with more defined curves than before. Freya glanced at her own bosoms, smiling as she watched the Queen of Pain approach. “You still cannot match a fertility goddess.” The blue-eyed blonde grabbed her tits and let them drop in response. Freya tilted her head back boastfully. “You wish you were as formed as I am.” She raised her sword menacingly. “Here, I will help you!”

Akasha cocked her head. “You vain little creature, I will make you suffer.” She flared her wings and readied her daggers. “And not in a pleasant way!”

The demoness blinked behind the chesty, lightly armored woman and launched numerous daggers. They bounced away, leaving no visible marks. Her belly grew impressively as she tried to counterstrike. Freya stumbled and missed due to her growing midsection. She charged her sword and drew back for a mighty blow as Akasha let out a deafening scream. Freya fell forward, rolling over her inflating belly and heavy breasts, coming to rest upon her back. A poisoned dagger hit her as she lay. Her stomach continued ballooning before their eyes as her hefty breasts rested on either side.

“My, my, you are not so attractive now, you Nordic whore.” The Queen of Pain continued pelting the stunned girl with attacks. Her wings fluttering as she reveled in the woman’s agony. Freya’s belly flowed up and outward. Her runic tattoo stretched upon her pale skin. The fleshy stomach trapped her in place, wobbling with the force of the magically deterred weapons. The metal wings on her crown dug into the dirt as she desperately howled.

The horned woman with large breasts and wide hips stood above the ruined goddess. “I’m not finished yet!” She spoke seductively as she crawled atop the Viking, placing her exposed vagina against her unwilling victim’s mouth. She poked her belly with a dagger, watching it grow as she smothered her. “If you lick me then I will stop. If not then who knows how big you’ll get!” She leaned forward and sat comfortably atop Freya’s face, poking her belly without care. “Oooh, there you go. Good girl.”

Akasha closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation. After a moment, she stabbed the girl with all her might. The magical barrier protected Freya, but her stomach puffed upward visibly. Akasha laid upon the mound of skin, giggling as it flowed from side to side. “This is quite enjoyable. You better hurry or I will turn you into a blob!” Freya licked furiously, gasping as the dominating woman shifted. “Oh, yes! Faster!” Her wide ass bounced as she neared climax.

After carefully removing the sacred stones, Nu Wa had watched for a time, wondering how to help her fellow goddess against such a powerful foe. She had noticed something unique when she had jumped into the sky. She found the large circle upon the ground that glowed with power.

The announcer laughed at Nu Wa’s confusion. “Someone has come across one of our secret objectives! Those mystical rings are summoning circles which can bring anyone from their respective games into the match. They will be able to use one of their special abilities against a specific target. They are single use, but I think there might be more if you look hard enough!”

The Chinese woman spoke the name and watched with satisfaction as Janus, the two faced Roman god appeared in front of her. He already knew her plan. The mechanical being gravitated to the humiliated Nord trapped beneath the demoness. He made a gesture and Akasha jumped up in sudden panic. She blinked out of range and watched the two from a safe distance. Janus hovered to the nearby pond and made another gesture before he vanished abruptly.

Nu Wa waited as her plan took effect. Akasha gripped her stomach with uncharacteristic concern as the linked portal allowed water to pour into her body. The Queen of Pain started to run, but her belly was expanding at an alarming pace. She stopped and sank to her knees before finally falling onto her massive stomach. It swelled, lifting her upward upon her water-laden body. Her arms and legs grew wider, dangling with weight as she continued her upward climb. She let out a screech as she flailed.

Nu Wa came closer, watching the demon’s defeat. “There is no stopping it.”
“You… You’re right.” Akasha seemed to relax as she continued swelling to inhuman proportions. Her puffed out body resting atop the hefty belly that was taller than Nu Wa. The Queen of Pain breathed heavily, clenching her eyes as she grew. She seemed to be enjoying it. The demon moaned with increasing fervor, her exposed pussy glistening with delight. She only lasted a short time before she drew sharp, quick breaths, laughing with orgasm.

The announcers decided to chime in. “Freya has been eliminated and Akasha… She’s out, but I’m sure she didn’t mind it.”

She jerked as the portal inside of her closed, leaving her immobile upon her swollen belly, roughly twice the height of the goddess standing nearby. Her eyes fluttered, “Oooh, it’s putting pressure on all the right spots. I think I’m going to enjoy being like this for a while.”

Nu Wa held her enormous breasts as she continued back to the lane, leaving the waterlogged demon to her fate.