D&D Bad Ends #6
It had seemed so simple to Lusali: leave the war and politics of the north and settle in a small village, away from strife and violence. The demon-tainted cowgirl had enough of violence and wanted nothing more than to spend her days in blissful matrimony with her beloved minotaur husband. Even when the northern war bled over and her lover was captured, she did not lose faith. Her friends helped the bovine girl infiltrate the factories of the north and bring her husband home, but deep down she knew that it wouldn’t end until her new adopted nation fought back against the encroaching slavers.
Regretfully, she left her husband at home to recover from his ordeal and traveled to the capital. It seemed straight-forward: convince the ruling council to station a force in the village. But, it seemed that politicians were the same the whole world round and palms needed greasing. Against her better judgment, Lusali agreed to help them by rooting out bandits who had been raiding the countryside. And that’s where things began to fall apart.
The distraction didn’t work. The bandits were well-equipped. Her party got separated. Amid all the chaos of battle, Lusali tried to lay low, aiding from a distance when possible. The last thing she’d expected was a gruff voice murmuring “Sorry, love,” from behind her. The gnoll had spotted her through her cover and had snuck up behind, invisibly! She whirled on him, but huge paws caught her hands and hoisted her off the ground. She tried everything she could, but the hulking, seven-foot jackal-man countered each movement, toying with her before bringing the flat of his axe across the back of her head.
Dazed, Lusali could do nothing as the gnoll tore off her clothing and, as easily as if he’d been holding a doll, plunged his thick, canine cock into her defenseless pussy. She tried to cry out, but the words were thick on her tongue and she could do little more than moan and squirm as he bounced the cowgirl up and down atop his bulbous shaft, defiling her with his bestial lust. All thoughts of the battle raging just a short distance away faded from thought as her world collapsed into the pulsing heat between her thighs.
Body quivering, she tried to hold back, but the gnoll’s talents lay not merely in stealth. He nipped at her softly-fuzzed ears, licked along her weakly kicking legs, groped and pinched her milk-heavy breasts, and mercilessly flicked rough paws across her throbbing clit. Despite his relentless pace, his cock just seemed to swell thicker and thicker, the promise of his climax sending unwanted aches of desire through her plump pussy.
She held back and held out and held fast, but in the end, Lusali could resist no more and the orgasm that seized her tightened every muscle in her body with shamed bliss. Only then, at the peak of her weakness, did her captor deign to release his load, gout after gout of spunk pumping into her violated womb. The flesh at the base of his cock began to inflate, but he pulled enough out that the thickening knot remained outside of her sex-flushed lower lips. “Not this time,” he rumbled in a tone one reserves for pampered pets. “But soon,” he promised, full of honeyed satisfaction.
And Lusali, ropes of cum spurting within her and leaking in creamy rivers from her cunt, realized she could hardly wait. Biting her lower lip and going limp in the gnolls arms, she barely even felt the weight of her wedding band.
Fenoxo’s Dungeons & Dragons campaign takes its toll. Only two original characters left!
This bunny may not be laying any eggs, but she’s sure as hell cream-filled.
Keitha tried to shut down the demon factory a bit too early, it seems, and somebody got the best of the unprepared bunny archer. Drawing a bow is going to be somewhat problematic with a milky chest larger than the rest of your body. Hell, STANDING is going to be problematic. The gut-full of mystery spunk doesn’t help, I’m sure. If it’s any consolation, she’s definitely got that back-up career as a bovine in the bag.
Keitha belongs to urtheart
Drunk Doodles: Can’t Stop Drawing Or The Puppets Will Eat Me edition.
1 - Bellecoso has a new paramour, and Becker the half-dragon knows just what the busty harpy mamma likes. Somebody’s got a clutch of eggs comin’ up!
2 - Turns out all that radiation had some effects on Fallout’s Vault Boy. Looks like he (now she) won the mutation lottery, though, cause I don’t see any extra eyeballs or anything. Pity about tearing open that suit, but I’m sure she’ll find plenty of people who are only to happy to help her out of it.
3 - Zombie Bugbear!
4 - By this point I was getting a little silly, so we’ve got random doodles: Kiro joining the Horsecock Tophat club, Kirby playing with the Ian MiniMoo plushie, 2 cool Kirby (got a whole orb-thing going on), Fluffy Salamander (Don’t ask) ridin’ a horsecock, and freckle-girl enjoying a big, fat dong.
slicerness said: I absolutely love the Peach 'inside the dress cumdump' pics, any chance we can get some more with the girls from Smash Bros?
Why thank you! I’m certainly thinking of doing more Futa Peach and I DO love Smash Bros…
Sparrow says it’s Peach Month, so who am I to refuse a follow up to Daisy?
“Have I seen Rosalina? Why, I don’t recall! Perhaps she’s been captured by Bowser? You should check World 8-4.”
Looks like Peach has herself another cum dump, this time in SPAAAAAAAACE~
What new frontier awaits the Mushroom Kingdom’s best endowed Princess?
Nikiro got it into her head to track down an Alpha Dire Wolf and, huntress that she is, found just the ticket in this specimen. Larger than life but lacking a pack, he couldn’t have been more pleased that she’d found him.
Welll… to make a long story short, Nikiro will be providing the Dire Wolf with his own pack soon enough. And future generations for years to come.
If you’re wondering where the Dire Wolf got a collar for his new breeding bitch, or how he got it on her without opposable thumbs… well it’s probably best if you just take it on faith that they’re practically handing them out these days.
Nikiro belongs to Lerriuqs
Gedan’s tentacles are so naughty, she just can’t do anything about it when they get like this. Sometimes it’s best to just relax and let things take their course, even if it means you end up pumping yourself so full of spunk that balance is a very real concern.
She’s probably gonna wish she had a tail to act as a counter-balance when those little buggers are through!
When Iskosia first arrived in Mareth, she took to the corrupted realm like a fish to water- easily dispatching countless foes, while gleefully partaking in any and every transformative that fell into her hot little palms. Before a month was out, she was nearly unrecognizable from the modest, mousy girl she’d once been.
In her travels, she’d accumulated a fair bit of wealth but found no outlet to spend all the sparkling gems that filled her pack to bursting. Then, one day, while visiting her naga friend in the desert, she stumbled across a shimmering mirage in the blazing sands-like an oasis of civilization. The town of Tel’Adre flickered before her sight and the call of the city was powerful indeed. After cleaning herself up, she made the proper introductions to the city guard. It was a bit touch and go when the captain’s Corruption-detecting crystal starting going off, but a little slight of hand and a well timed distraction replaced the divination stone for a perfectly ordinary one, securing her entry to the city. Of course, that meant other corrupted individuals might be granted passage but that was the last thing on Iskosia’s mind.
She spent large, buying the nicest weapons, the fanciest armor, and the most exotic food. She traveled up and down every street, meeting all the strange residents of the hidden town: equine yoga instructors, lagomorphic exotic dancers, and she even enjoyed a thrill from the guard captain she’d tricked, endlessly teasing the pent-up vulpine.
She visited the Wet Bitch, a notable bar in town and did her best to live it up- buying round after round for the whole bar for the better part of a full day. When the carousing was over, however, and it became time to pay her tab, only then did Iskosia realize that her money pouch was nowhere to be found. She tried to think where she might’ve misplaced it, but the only thing she could think of were the vagrant cats who’d brushed a little too close by her in a back alley. Regardless, it was gone and she owed an AWFUL lot of money.
Thankfully, it seems the bar has a program to work off your debt. Unfortunately, they really don’t charge very much and apparently payment is on something of an honor system. Iskosia found that after a few weeks of trying to pay down the debt, she began to realize that she was rather enjoying her new role as tavern slut- being ridden by anyone with a handful of gems- often two or three at a time.
So much for adventuring!
Iskosia belongs to EraDragon
Honey, a waitress from Trials in Tainted Space (with a surprise in her jean-shorts), elected to go full-bronco for a a little bar promotion. If you can ride her member without being thrown free during orgasm, you win $20 bar bucks. Also, you win not being blasted in the face by a gallon of lady-spunk. The Raskvel girl seems to be doing well so far, but she wisely look off everything but a g-string just in case.
So! Would you like a drink, or did you want to sign up to ride next?
Drunk Doodles again
1 - Limayra and Vashjere going for a lovely walk in the park on a warm, sunny day. Ahh, so peaceful. Not pictured: 2 minutes later, when Vashjere jumps Limayra and proceeds to fuck her senseless.
2 - Gianna, a sexbot from Trials in Tainted Space, running regular diagnostic tests. It’s important to know just how large your tits can get before you lose mobility.
3 - A couple of literary nerds doing a little bedtime reading.
4 - Kelly the bunny secretary and Penny the fennec policegirl from Trials in Tainted Space, holding a meeting of some kind. Apparently, the agenda for today is top hats and horsecocks.