03

    I am currently going west to Bretonnia. I decided on the tree I climb to ascertain my whereabouts. I am currently at the edge of Drakwald forest, a little southeast of Marienburg. If my memories of Old World map is accurate. The thought of militant Bretonnian peasants against militant imperials and the roving beastmen within the Drakwald forest, it is easy which is better. Now all I need to do is to wait till sundown and get to Bretonnia through the Gisoreux gap. The reason I wait till night is because of that main road in front of me. Often traveled and patrolled even more, having a gold metallic skin that reflects sunlight is like pointing a huge target on my back.

    Then I put all my seven attribute points to my constitution, already feeling my weariness away from the last fight and my body getting firmer. My base constitution is now 1.7 and now 2.6 after modifier. With the sun just above the gray mountains, it seems like I could take a small nap. Trying to make myself comfortable on the tree branch, I slowly drifted to sleep.

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    I returned to the sanctuary, which I named Black Box again. Standing behind the soul of Valariel who is sitting and twirling her hair to pass the time. I felt a sense of resignation from her. Unconsciously my hand starts to mimic her movement to my own hair. It felt silky smooth to the touch.

    Then I felt a tinge of fear and hatred before noticing that she is looking at me now.

    "When will this end daemon?"

    "What end?"

    "This. Not enough that you stole my body and now you try to steal the shape of my soul and everything. I have seen that empty face split open when you choke me. Just eat my soul and do whatever plans the chaos gods have given you." Her feeling of hatred turned into resignation with each sentence.

    My face splits open? I thought as I touched my still featureless face.

    "There are no plans. I serve no one. Only me." I confessed. And now her confusion mirrored mine. Thinking hard as to what I should say next as the desires from last time resurface. The silence extends for a time, before trusting my instincts and choosing whatever desire that will not hurt her.

    Another minute and everyone that is sleeping is awake. Putting off their shirts. Some start to masturbate on their dick.

    Another minute passes now the male squire kisses the female squire. They start to undress each other''s armor. The other female squire face is flushed red watching this. She too starts to free herself from her armor.

    Another minute, with the female on his lap the two squires starts fucking as soon as both are naked. An escort, already naked, pushed the other female squire to the ground from behind. Pinning her body as he raped her. The rest with no holes to insert, moved to the carriages. Breaking in, eliciting feminine screams as they drag the passengers outside.

    They pulled 3 Bretonnian noble ladies and one maid already ripping their dress and defiling them. A small grunts of fighting can be heard from the knight''s carriage before ending with a scream. The knight is brought outside, with a dick in her cunt. Her arm pulled behind by the peasant that raped her.

    Seeing all this, I just noticed that my hand was already playing with my own pussy. Wet liquid dripping to the ground. I fingered my pussy with the sound of their grunts and screams.

    Another minute and things are out of control. The female squires are passed along the grup. Their face, loin, and ass bleached white with semen as they screamed in ecstasy. The male squire and another are fucking the knight in standing DP as she roars with pleasure. The noble ladies and the maid are still pinned to the ground. The escorts cum and piss on their body, degrading them as toilets. One escort inserts and pisses within her pussy.

    My body starts to feel weak after sustaining the spell for nine minutes but I fingered myself quite aggressively regardless. The pleasure peaked as my back arched. Squirting my juices to the ground.

    Another minute and I stopped sustaining my spell. But the madness continues. They tied the knight and the female squires to her own horse. They do the same to the ladies and the maid, tying them to the carriage horses. Their bellies bloated every time the horse''s dick pushed inside them. But their expressions and screams are still filled with pleasure.

    I cummed again imagining the horse dick inside me. But something tackled me from behind, leaving me in a position of heads down and ass up. It was a dire wolf, the size of a horse. Seems like I don''t need to imagine anymore. The wolf thrusted in one go. Filling my entire insides and piercing my cervix. I join the chorus of moans. The wolf pounds me with reckless abandon. Making me orgasm with the first three thrust and over and over after that.

    Grasping consciousness, I saw the women used by the horses moaning near me. The horses still fucking them and the males on one side enjoying the show. The chorus of moans continued for a time before the knight screamed as the horse nutted inside her. Bloating her belly with horse cum. The squires are next, followed with the other ladies. I cummed seeing their dumb ahegao faces as the wolf increased its pace. I felt it dick grow larger inside before finally slamming its knot inside. I screamed as the hot dog semen filled my pierced womb. Orgasm kicking one after the other as the wolf keeps nutting for a while.

    I jolted wide awake as something slams the wolf. It makes a loud whine as it''s thrown aside still reeling from the orgasm and its knot in me, I couldn''t help but feel pleasure as the wolf''s body pulled me with it. I heard a short sound of fighting before a hand grabbed my neck. Pulling me free from the wolf''s knot, its seed drips out my pussy. I opened my eyes deliriously. It was a beastmen ambush. The gor that pulled me hauled me to his shoulder and went deeper into the forest. The other beastmen also hauled the women. Seems like I will be stuck in Drakwald for a while.