It was night outside of the temporary hive, a sweltering heat from the arid zone but with a pitch darkness that gave Erlea only a single step of vision before it faded into darkness.
She walked a few steps and cocked her head while keeping her hand clenched at her side with a short ranged but powerful RKA prepared for attack. Her energy was still low and she ached from her body damage, but she wasn't stupid enough to relax in the wilderness. The encounter with the spider still warmed her loins and reminded her the danger of being alone. The extra cost for a zero endurance attack was worth the weaker attack.
But standing still at the entrance to the hive didn't give her any hint of where Billie or Gral had gone. It was quiet around the hive with just the buzz of smaller insects and the occasional cry of what sounded like small animals in the distance.
Tightening her lips and folding her wings tight against her body, she turned and circled around the hive listening and looking for any hint of her two companions. Her bare feet scuffed along the ground as she cocked her head one way and the other to listen for sounds of raping monsters or her companions.
On the far side, the thin sliver of moonlight lit up the fields that had given them so much trouble. The flat plains were deceptively peaceful.
A cool wind blew past her.
She shivered and clutched her arms. It was also colder than she expected after a day of swelter heat and plains worms trying to breed her. Without trees or shelter, the heat escaped as quickly as it arrived. She nestled her wings against the warm paper hive and just watched with her breath just starting to fog.
A dog creature of some sort darted from a rock. It had feathers and raptor-like talons but otherwise a canine body. It was well out of encounter range for her, but that didn't stop her from clenching her hand in concern. The creature sniffed and made its way forward, working steadily in one direction.
The one of the Prairie Worm's trap doors burst open and a dozen tentacles snatched the coyote-like creature before dragging it in.
It only made a single yelp in fear and shock before it disappeared.
She ground her legs together thinking about what the worm was doing to the poor creature. It was a male, they almost always were, but she couldn't imagine the worm's tentacles weren't trying to penetrate every orifice of the coyote just like a breeder.
Then a dozen other bird-like dogs burst out of the same rock and charged forward. They bounded with screeching howls before tearing into the trap. In a matter of seconds, they had rescued their captured companion and were dragging the writhing Prairie Worm out of its hole before tearing it apart.
It was the worm's turn to yelp in fear as it was quickly slaughtered and the coyotes settled down to feast.
Erlea shivered at the raw brutality on display in front of her. She had only see a small fraction of how the zones work, the part where she was a breeder for every living being out there. There was little chance to see how the creatures assaulted each other when they were trying to rape her.
A small part of her wondered if that was what Gral talked about when he mentioned the System. Some sort of machine or abstracted rules that somehow kept everything in balance. Was the System the same thing that populated the random encounter charts or arranged the world into rigid grids and disparate biomes? Was there something beyond the monsters and breeders? What was the purpose of her world?
Just as her thoughts began to explore the idea, a thud and a grunt caught her attention. The ground underneath her shook faintly from the impact; it had come from the other side of the hive and it was close.
Wary, Erlea pushed herself from the hive and tightened her fists. Glowing light dripped from her palm as she adjusted the characteristics of her attack to include a blinding flash. Even though she had never thought about it before, the idea rose up and her powers adapted.
She pressed her lips tight and carefully worked her way around the hive. Her eyes used the light from her hand to look into the squares around her but there was no obvious attack.
Something cracked to the side and she looked over to a small copse of trees that stood a short distance from the hive. There was shadowed movement.
She heard the whistle of Billie's sword arms cutting through the air.
It ended with a high-pitched crack and then Gral grunted loudly.
Erlea gasped as images flew across her head, they were attacking each other. She took to the air and kicked off the hive, flying low across the ground as her wings buzzed loudly.
She tried to bring up her Barrier but her energies were still low. The damage to her body had impacted her recovery and not even her meager endurance reserves were enough to keep everything up.
Looking at the densely packed trees and underground, thick enough to stop a charging beast, she forwent the additional defenses and dove between the trunks. She only made it a few feet before it became too claustrophobic and she had to land.
The sound of fighting grew louder as she tore her way through the bushes. She almost called out, but there was always a chance they were fighting some monster together instead of killing each other like Billie had been hinting at for days.
“Fuck you and the village you came—!” snapped Billie, her voice strained through the dense trees. Her voiced ended sharply as the ground shook from some impact.
“There wasn't much fucking that village? All dicks.” Gral's voice was strained and Erlea could hear him breathing heavily.
“I bet you take it up the ass!”
Gral's laughter boomed through the underbrush. “Nothing wrong with giving it up… really? A stiletto?”
“I thought it fitting given how small your dick is.” Billie almost had a smile in her voice.
“This? You are calling this a dagger? Maybe you want a close look? It's a club at the worst, a great sword at the best.”
“Maybe I want to cut it off and use it as a pillow?”
Erlea froze in the process of pushing away a bush filled with thorns. It didn't sound like they were fighting… no, they were fighting but it was playful and violent at the same time. Between her legs, a warm tingle tickled her tightly pressed slit as her two friends smashed into trees and jabbed at each other with words and weapons.
Gulping, she ground her wings tightly to her back and moved forward again, this time with less panic to stop them from killing each other and more of the curiosity of what was happening.
Just as she came up to clearing, there was a flash of Billie being thrown across it and into a tree on the far side. Her carapace was cracked and bleeding as she levered herself off the tree.
Gral strode across. Thousands of cuts bled along his body but he moved strongly as he covered the distance in a second. Erlea's eyes dropped down to his massive cock, hard and swollen. It pointed ahead of him as he slammed behind Billie and slapped her hands against the trunk.
Billie gasped, her head snapping up. “Fuck!”
“Well, maybe we are back in my village.”
“That isn't a sword!”
“No, it's my—” His powerful buttocks tense as he ground his cock between her legs. “—tiny little—” His hips drove forward. “—dagger!”
Billie let out a strangled cry as her back arched. From Erlea's vantage point, she could see his swollen head pressing against her sphincter. The tight opening resisted the massive intruder but Gral's muscles strained as he sought to impale her.
“Get… out!” Billie said. Her hands reformed into daggers as she bucked back.
“No!” roared Gral as he jammed her weapons into the tree again and thrust forward. His shaft bent from the force of it being ground her sphincter. Then, just as it looked like it was about to break, something gave and half a foot of dripping shaft plunged into Billie's rectum.
“Shit!” Billie's voice rose in a high-pitched cry.
Gral grunted as he yanked a few inches out of her tight hole. Billie's anal ring clung to his shaft as he withdrew his veined length.
“Don't you fucking—”
Gral drove forward again, plunging his cock into her asshole as he crushed her against the tree. He grunted from the effort.
Billie's limbs shuddered as she closed her eyes.
With a strain, he pulled out and rammed it home again. The ragged strokes became more powerful as her body loosened up and soon his shaft pistoned into her violated hole with powerful strokes that shook the ground and threes. “H-Hows my dagger now?”
With tears in her eyes, Billie pressed her mouth to the trunk. “B-Barely feel it!”
Gral didn't say anything as he drove his cock into her asshole again and again. More of his length disappeared into Billie's tight hole with every thrust, but she was giving him no quarter and soon his body was covered in sweat.
Erlea felt each thrust through the ground and in the air, the thuds felt like they were connecting her own pussy to the vibrations beneath her body. Gingerly, she reached down for her own sex but it remained tightly sealed up to protect her. But underneath her questing fingers, she could almost feel the boiling desire just beneath the tight entrance.
“Almost all… the. way… in!”
Billie's head snapped back, smashing into Gral's nose. He staggered back, their bodies still joined. She fell way from the tree and freed her hands. Reforming them into flails, she swung back and smashed the heavy weights into his back.
“Fuck!”
Billie grabbed the tree and pulled herself free of his cock. The girth left her gaping opening, with pre-cum pouring out of her stretched opening. She reformed her hand to touch it, then spun around. With a grim look, she smashed her flails against Gral's head and chest, beating him back until he finally fell to the ground in the middle of the destroyed clearing.
Reforming one of her hands into a sickle, she sat down on his chest grabbed his hard cock. Pulling up to lift his balls, she brought the sharp edge underneath them before dropping the heavy plumbs across the blade.
Gral froze and held him his hands.
“My turn,” Billie said with a grim smile.
“You have my full attention.”
“I'm about to have your little dagger.”
“Did it feel little when it was stuffed—” He stopped when she twisted her sickle, but the grin didn't fade from his lips.
“This dagger is for cunts, not assholes… Asshole.”
He chuckled. “What are you going to do about it?”
Billie's scowl faded. “First thing you are going to do is apologize for shoving this up my ass.” She twisted the blade again. “Right?”
“Then you have my deepest—”
She interrupted him by sliding her chest forward, up to his throat and then lifting until she planted her still gaping asshole right on his mouth.
Gral's hands stretched out for a moment.
“Now, kiss it and—”
He clamped his hands down on her thighs and shoved his face forward. His tongue slapped out, slathering her from asshole to swollen slit before he jammed it deep into her ass and began to lave it with all his might.
Billie's eyes bugged out. “Oh! Fuck!” she gasped with surprise.
Erlea whimpered to herself as she watched it. There was something disgusting and primal with the way Gral just feasted on Billie's ass, slurping and sucking without hesitation. She wondered what it would feel like if he did the same.
Billie's hands shuddered as she leaned back. Her other hand stretched back, blindly feeling until it wrapped around his thick cock. Then she tried to lift herself up but the Orc Chief had her pinned tightly to his face as he assaulted her passage once again. Rivers of juices rolled down his face as the sounds of slurping filled the clearing.
Her eyes fluttered. “Fuck… you're pretty good at this for a monster. I-I can see why Erlea wanted to… fuck, yes! ... to keep you!”
Erlea felt a pang of jealousy. She wanted to feel his tongue against her ass, to be pinned to his mouth as he attacked her sex. She rubbed her sex, teasing the thin line that would have opened up if she was defeated.
Billie let out lustful cry as her entire body grew tight. Her carapace creaked from the muscles tightening underneath and her thighs crushed his face. Her sickle slipped from his balls and thudded to the ground.
In an instant, Gral's grip on her thighs dug in until the shell cracked and he flipped her over. She landed face-first into the ground with a scream.
He chuckled and straddled her, dropping his heavy body against the back of her thighs. His heavy cock nestled into the valley of her buttocks, the dark member dripping pre-cum against her back before it rolled down her shiny shell the ground.
“Asshole,” snapped Billie. She thrashed until he planted his hands against her shoulder blades and drove her hard into the ground. His hips rose up and he slid his length up and down her crack for a few strokes before settling a few inches lower.
“Or your cunt, where do you want it?”
“You just want to breed me.”
“And you'll come harder than you ever have before? I'm one of the highest point creatures you've ever have, aren't I?”
Her whimper was clear. She lifted her hips minutely, cradling his length. “You just want to breed.”
Gral leaned forward. “Of course. I want to ram his cock into that pretty womb of yours and fuck you until you are unconsciousness.”
“And the baby Orc Chief?”
“This is not his zone. He will not survive.”
Billie tensed. “But you'll let him try, right?”
“No, I said before. This is not the System. I will kill any child that comes, my only interest is in burying this entire length into your hole and resolving this tension between us. Kevers only get three, right? Well, you have plenty of opportunities to find another but I'm planning on making sure you have a taste right here and now.”
Billie squirmed on the ground. “And if I say no?”
He answered by lifting his shoulders. “I will stand up and walk away. Probably find a quiet place to jerk off and come back to the hive.”
She turned your head. “Even here, you say that?”
Gral shrugged. “I see no reason to say otherwise.”
“You wouldn't rape me?”
“It isn't rape if you want it.”
She worried her lip. Then she gestured to the side.
Gral wrapped his hands around his meaty cock and lifted himself up. His smile grew wider as she rolled onto her back, then he settled down with his hips straddling hers.
Billie looked down at the thick member that smacked her stomach. “What now?”
Gran leaned forward, one hand on Billie's hard breast and chuckled. “I'm thinking about having you suck on my cock and then I'm going to breed you harder than you have ever been fucked.”
She made a face. “That was in my ass.”
“And I'm about to bury it into your cunt. I don't care about that, my tongue was a foot up your ass just a moment ago and I'm thinking about doing it again.”
Billie and Erlea both squirmed at the image.
“In fact, how about I lick and suck and slurp you to a few orgasms while you polish my knob, before we get to the breeding part?”
“What if you come?”
“I took Combat Impregnation. I could have come inside you a dozen times by now.”
“Why didn't you?” Billie's voice was tense but it was also warmer, it had a hunger that Erlea had never heard before.
“Because of the System. This is not the place for me to breed you against your will and I see no reason to do so. Besides, I'd rather have you willingly impale that pretty cunt of yours—” He reached down between her legs and stroked his finger.
Billie let out whimper as her hips rose but they were trapped by his thighs.
“—on my shaft than the other way around. Nothing sexier than a breeder knocking herself up.”
“And you promise you won't infest these lands.”
“I will destroy the results myself.”
Billie sighed. “Fine, make it feel good.”
He reached down and cradled the back of her head to bring her lips up to the tip of his shaft.
Billie's eyes flashed, then she bucked hard. As Gral's knees left the ground, she grabbed his hand and twisted it to the side, knocking her off. “Like hell I'm going—”
Grab reached out and grabbed her and flipped her back.
With a snarl, she grabbed his leg and flipped him back and soon they were rolling across the clearing, clothing ripping off and his cock smacking against her carapace. The sounds of punched punctuated their foreplay.
When it settled, Billie was once again on her back but with her head between his knees pinning her shoulders to the ground. She looked up to the swollen cock dripping above her head, the swollen shaft only inches away from impaling her throat.
Gral pinned her thighs apart. At Erlea's angle, she could see Billie's opened sex, ready in her defeat and her desire to be bred. He pulled back until the swollen head slid off her chin and bumped against her mouth. “Open up, Beetle.”
“You better be nice otherwise I'll bit it,” Billie said as she mouthed his head. The clear fluids smeared along her lips.
“You bite it off and I won't be licking you to countless orgasms.”
“F-Fine.” Billie opened her mouth and reached up to grab his muscular buttocks. With claws coming out of her fingertips, she pulled him into her mouth.
Gral moaned and swept up her hips, lifting her bottom half from the ground and bringing her dripping holes up to his mouth. He looked forward, straight at Erlea, and then winked.
Erlea blushed hotly, she didn't realize he knew she was there. Then she stared as Gral buried his face into Billie's cunt and began to suck and swirl with a fury that no Honningbie lover could ever match. It was violent and primal, spearing the Kever's cunt with the thick shaft of his tongue.
Billie let out a muffled cry and yanked more of his cock into her mouth. Her lips were tightly stretched around it as she bucked against the dual assaults.
Gral closed his eyes and thrust with his cock even as he licked harder. He lifted long enough to pull his thick tongue from Billie's pussy before forcing into her ass with a wet slurp.
Billie's scream of pleasure could be felt through the ground. Her entire frame tightened violently as she came in a spray of juices that coated his chin and chest.
He responded by driving his cock harder into her mouth, burying half the length with every strokes as her moans grew muffled and her throat bulged with every thrust. He grunted as he pounded into her, assaulting her at both ends as he set off another wave of orgasms inside her.
Erlea could only watch and stroke herself as she watched Gral fuck Billie. The same kindness was there, but there was a roughness that she had never seen a hint in his actions before. He was brutalizing her with pleasure and she was helpless as her legs kicked out helplessly and her fingers dug deeper into his skin until blood oozed out of the wounds.
Soon he was pounding her face, fucking her as roughly as any monster. His cock angled her up until she was held entirely off the ground and cradled by his thighs as his cock drove deep into her throat. With every thrust, streams of cum poured out of Billie's nose and sprayed out from around her lips. Her stomach bulged as he raped her throat, driving deep until his balls smashed into her face and he was buried completely inside her.
His tongue never stopped slurping at her two holes. The openings gaped and glistened as he moved loudly from one to the other and back again. A smile crossed his toothed maw as he grunted loudly like some beast feeding on a delicious meal. His teeth scraped along the delicate skin of her legs, but there were so many juices that it only left smears to mark his devouring of her cunt and ass.
Then, he stopped sharply. Looking up, his eyes caught Erlea's before he lifted his head from his meal. His entire chin and throat were dripping with the Kever's juices. He planted one foot on the squelching ground and gripped her tightly by her thighs before withdrawing his hard cock from her lips.
Torrents of cum poured from Billie's mouth and nose as she slumped to the ground. Her chest rose and fell as she stared at him, the anger muted by the haze of lust in her eyes. Erlea could almost see hearts for her pupils as she panted but said nothing. A shudder coursed through her body and her carapace clattered with an aftershock.
Gral leaned back and then sat heavily on the ground. His cock was still hard, standing up as a dark spear that dribbled with cum and juices. “Satisfied.”
Billie said nothing. Her hands reached out and planted against the soaked ground. Trembling, she pushed herself up to her knees and then crawled over to him. Her eyes were locked on his shaft and her body swayed with her movements.
“I won't make you.”
“Shut up,” Billie said in a hoarse whisper. Her claws drew back into her fingers as she gripped his thigh and then used it to lever herself up. One hand caught his shoulder as she brought her hips high enough to position his cock directly for her sex.
Gral had a slight smile on his face as he held out his massive hands. Then, as gently as Erlea could imagine he could be, he caught her hips and helped position her but made no effort to shove her down on the thick member poised to breed her.
Billie panted as she lowered herself, flinching when the thick member pressed against her gaping cunt. She stared at him and made a soft giggling noise. “I've never thought I would be doing this.”
“Stop when—”
“Shut up, Gral. You already knew what was going to happen.”
He shrugged.
Billie lowered herself and the thick head spread apart her labia. With startling clarity, she sank down on his cock. It was huge, thicker than her arm, but it sank into her well-lubricated channel as if she was made. “Oh… fuck….” she gasped, her voice a moan of lust.
She stopped halfway down, the thick member stretching her obscenely wide.
Erlea bit the soft part of her palm as she stroked her own pussy. Moisture seeped from her closed slit, but the pleasure was enough as she watched her friend impaling herself on the monster cock.
Gral chuckled. “You are beautiful.”
“You say that to all the breeders, don't you?”
“Just you.”
“Not even Erlea?”
“Not even her.”
Billie rolled her eyes but then dropped further on his shaft. She was taking her time as she lifted and dropped her body, each time taking more inches of his length until it bulged her belly. It felt like forever until she was completely seated on his length. A moan of lust rose up. “Oh… this is what I needed.”
He grinned.
She punched him.
His entire body jerked, pushing her up.
“Asshole,” she said with a grin. And then impaled herself again. At the bottom, she pounded her fist against his shoulder. She did it again and again, punching him every time she buried his entire length into her.
“Might try choking, might get it harder.”
“Your… fucking neck is too thick,” gasped Billie as she rode his shaft. Her muscular legs flexed and moved as she found a rhythm that brought her high up before she slammed down hard on his cock. Each thrust drove him deep into her and they both shuddered with the pleasure.
He stroked her body unhurriedly, as if he was just enjoying himself. The smile grew as he teaed along her flanks, up to her breasts, shoulders, and then to her lips.
“Thank you're going to shove anything else in there?” she said with a grin.
Gral shrugged.
She punched him again, but there was little force behind it. Then she giggled. “You got harder when that happened.”
“You should be careful. You punch me hard enough and you're going to be bred.”
“Is that what it takes?” She accelerated her thrusts, slamming her entire body on his cock. Wet juices ran down the junction of their bodies and soaked the ground.
“Well, either that or I'm going to lose control and just knock you up instead.”
“You wait until I come, hear me?”
He ran his fingers along her lips. “I can take all night with your pathetic attempts to get me off.”
The Kever gasped and accelerated her movements. Her body smacked against his own, a steady beat as she impaled herself again and again. Shudders ran through her body as she came on his thick shaft. A whine rose up as she hit him again and then pressed her body tight to his.
Erlea couldn't look away as Billie fucked herself on the monster's cock, taking to the balls with every thrust. Every movement grew more frantic as more juices poured out from the junctions of her body. Her asshole winked with every drive down, a reminder that she had taken the cock into two of her holes.
“Coming soon, Beetle?”
She could only grunt.
He pulled his hands away and planted them on the ground.
“Fuck me!” she finally gasped.
“No.”
“W-What?” she stumbled.
“Fuck yourself. You know you want it, just drive deep until I'm all the way inside you and make me come. Knock yourself up.”
She gasped but did as he commanded, driving all the way down and holding herself down. She rocked her hips back and forth frantically, little grunts of pleasure rising out of her throat as she shuddered.
“That's it. Make me come.”
“A-Asshole!” she screamed before raking her nails along his chest.
“I can fuck that later.”
“F-F-Fuck!” Billie's scream burst out of her throat as she shoved down. Her eyes rolled up in her head as she came hard on his cock.
Gral let out a grunt of his own and his balls began to clench as thick torrents of cum poured out of her hole. The thick liquid poured out even as more of it swelled Billy's abdomen. The smell of sex and orgasm and cum filled the air.
Billie swayed. “You… promised.”
“I always keep my promises,” Gral said. He finally caught her and then gently turned to set her down on the ground in a puddle of cum and juices. With a grunt, he slipped his softening shaft from her cunt and then closed her thighs.
Without another word, he sat back down next to her and leaned back.
Erlea pushed herself up and inched back.
“Aren't going to stay?” he called out.
She turned and stepped into the clearing. Looking at the devastation and Billie's already swollen belly, she shook her head. “No, I trust you. I think you've two worked it out.”
“Thank you.”
She thought for a moment. “You'll be okay alone out here?”
“Nothing is going to bother me. Just check on your lovers and we'll be in soon enough. We'll be following as soon I'm done here. And sleep well, we only have one full zone before Monefuck and I have no doubt it's going to be violent.”
Erlea turned and flew back to the hive, content that her friend would be safe with the monster who raped her.