Chapter 5 - QUADRAKILL- Shyvana Riven Nidalee Caitlyn Soraka Akali

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The sounds of dripping water and painful, desperate screaming filled the cave. The luminescent pool of water rippled slightly as the room quaked, the black stone vibrating ever so slightly with the pounding from deeper in. One final ragged scream echoed through the chamber, mixed with a breathless moan and the roar of fire.
 
Shyvana leaned in, her huge mouth looming above Riven. She opened her mouth wide and her huge tongue licked the soft tight flesh of Riven's neck, taking in the delicious aroma of the girl's sweat and fear. Riven writhed in her chains, rattling them as she arched her back and cried out in pain, the women illuminated by two torches on the wall. "No… no more!" she panted weakly, her asshole gaping around Shyvana's enormous knobbed dragon cock, sticky semen pouring from the seal and running down Riven's taint, coating her soft drooping cock in whiteness before dripping onto the cave floor. Shyvana grunted and started to thrust again, harder this time, roughly pressing Riven down into the ground with her strokes. Riven screamed pitifully as her soft dick flopped around, utterly spent from the hours of animalistic fucking. Her prostate was on fire, it felt like she'd never cum again. "Please, I can't take it anymore," she wailed. "It feels like I'm going to pop…" Just as she opened her mouth, Shyvana's dick hilted inside, pressing up against her full stomach and forcing out a liter of cum. It felt like she was vomiting as gush after gush of white dragon-cream pushed its way up her throat and out of her mouth, making her choke, her eyes wrenched shut with pain.
 
Shyvana continued to rut into her, not particularly caring about how she felt. It felt good to fuck, and so she would fuck. It was difficult to pin Riven down in her dragon form without tearing off her arms with her claws, so she had taken the time to chain her to the floor. She roared as her two-foot-long cock throbbed powerfully, its pink knobs flaring, stretching out Riven's anus. It had stopped bleeding many hours ago, now it was simply red and raw, her pelvis bent completely out of shape, giving her hips that could breed with a dragon. Riven moaned senselessly, reaching out and dragging her fingers against the cave floor, a weak attempt to escape as she rode the dragon's throbbing meat. "Please, stop!" she moaned before she burped and spit up another cupful of cum, and in her weakened state, she couldn't even hold her head up anymore. It thunked to the floor, being shoved back and forth, her silver hair working like a mop for the filthy cum she had just puked up. Her prostate burned as Shyvana's knobs dragged against it, feeling like she was getting punched right in it a dozen times a second, her own girldick spitting out a little burst as the dragon filled her with meat. She tried to gasp, but choked on thick musky semen, and barely had the strength to arch her back as she tried to draw breath. Shyvana roared again and slammed into her, her titanic dragon balls slapping up against the girl's thighs, which were well-bruised from the hours of abuse. Riven could but moan as it felt like they were getting punched.
 
Riven's eyes fluttered as she choked on cum, her airways utterly glued with the sticky goop. She hadn't gotten any air in almost a minute. Darkness was creeping in around the edge of her vision, her cheek beginning to rub raw against the rock floor. She moaned, vomiting up hours-old cum that Shyvana had dumped in her what seemed like a lifetime ago. She could only hope to pass out, and let Shyvana lose interest in a body that wasn't screaming. Unfortunately, her years of combat had trained her circulatory system, and she could do nothing but sit and wait as her lungs and muscled burned painfully, her prostate slammed into over and over and over again. Shyvana tilted her head as she raped her, noticing that her little fucktoy had stopped moving. Suddenly Riven coughed violently, throwing up almost a liter of semen, her airways free at last, and she took several pained gasps, her eyes bulging open. Shyvana roared in happiness that her pleasure could continue, and she roughly worked her giant cock into her torn, vulnerable ass until she was satisfied. Minutes passed before Shyvana's tongue lolled out of her mouth, panting heavily, her dickmeat surging with burning-hot cum. Riven moaned and tried to pull her head out of the smelly puddle, but was immediately shoved back to the ground with the force of the magma-like semen. It boiled down into her asshole, packing her intestines full and forcing its way out of her mouth. Her prostate jiggled and popped, erupting into mind-melting pain as her dick twitched madly, immediately surging to erection and squirting out a huge load, right onto the undersides of her whorish breasts and onto the floor. Riven bit her lip and cried softly, somehow knowing she had been force-fucked into being a eunuch. As the pain rolled over her body, she passed out at last, as Shyvana started to rut into her once again.
 
 
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The sun blazed overhead, banishing the clouds and sundering the sands. Below, the creatures of the land were hibernating, curled up in their dens and caves. Occasionally, a scorpion skittered, while the buzzards perched contentedly on dried-up shrubs and cacti, their beaks open, panting. The massive tracks of some huge beast were slowly washed away by the dry wind. They were fresh, not more than a day old, but almost gone. Luckily, the Headhunters had found them before long, and were hot on the trail.
 
Caitlyn adjusted her hat. She was sweating like a pig, because despite how much cleavage, thighs, and arms her suit showed, the rest of it was leather and clung to her like a second skin. She carried her pulse rifle in front of her, eager to shoot something, making eyes at the buzzards. Tempers were high after a day of walking. Nidalee explained that they couldn't wait for night, since the tracks would be gone by then. Soraka was pale, her skin sunken, being not only a creature of the night but also of the moon and stars. The yellow disc hanging overhead obliterated any sight of stars. Akali called for them to shush, her red eyes peering out from the face-wrap, somehow not letting the heat get to her at all, though her skin shone with sweat. Her kamas were dangling from her thighs, their energy blades not active right now.
 
"Come on, Akali," said Soraka calmly. "We must talk, else the heat will drive us all crazy." Her blue tongue was lolling out, dry and cracked.
 
Akali grunted. "Fine."
 
Soraka said, "So how much farther is it? Can you tell from the tracks?"
 
"Patience, headhunter," said Nidalee. "Patience is the key to victory on the hunt. Moving too quickly, either you will spook your prey, or fall headlong into their trap. But to answer your question, it is difficult to read the age of such tracks in the desert." She sighed and closed her eyes as sweat poured down her face. "I would guess that it's quite a lot farther. We will have to make camp when the sun falls… The winds will be calmer at night, we'll have to risk it in order to be at our best for the battle ahead."
 
Caitlyn breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, at least if we can't walk in the night, we can sleep in it, right?" Her accent made the others perk up slightly. The beauty of her voice was always reassuring, after listening to nothing but the crunch of the sand underfoot for hours.
 
They kept walking, Akali and Soraka walking beside each other, Akali explaining more about the code of the headhunters. Caitlyn and Nidalee were walking behind them, discussing tactics. The sun rolled overhead as the hours passed, and as it dipped over the horizon, the temperature began to drop fast. The women's skimpy outfits didn't help at all, and at long last, Nidalee called for a rest. Caitlyn and Soraka gladly opened their packs and began setting out bedrolls, as Akali lit a dried-up bush on fire, hoping it would last. It actually burned brightly for fifteen minutes before decaying into a cold smoulder. Still, it was enough time for them to set up their bedrolls and get comfortable. They would sleep in shifts, Akali (The most experienced hunter of large creatures) and Soraka (The least) would stay up first, then trade off with Caitlyn and Nidalee so that they could sleep too.
 
The night went on. Soraka had no trouble keeping her eyes open now that the stars were out. The color came back to her skin, restoring her healthy blue glow. She sat, leaning her back against Akali. "Do you think…" she started to say, then bit her lip.
 
Akali said nothing. She valued her silence, and waited for Soraka to continue.
 
Soraka sighed. "Do you like your job?"
 
Akali pursed her lips and stared off into the blue night. "I love headhunting," she said at last. She breathed in, filling her lungs. "The hunt is the purest form of passion. The chase of an object of desire. The eventual catch, and…" she breathed out. "An explosive climax."
 
Soraka tilted her head. "That sounds… like making love." She eeped as Akali's hand found hers, resting on top of it.
 
"It can be," she said at last. "I desire Shyvana the way I desire any lover." She smirked and blew air out of her nose. "And then I fuck her."
 
Soraka winced at the strong language. Akali was usually quiet, and always temperate. For her to speak like that… "It's not the same for me," she said, turning her hand over and taking Akali's palm in her own. "I just want to help people."
 
"There's plenty of time for helping people tomorrow," said Akali with a sigh.
 
"What about tonight?" said Soraka delicately, looking over her shoulder. "Can I help you tonight?"
 
Akali blinked. She turned, meeting Soraka's gaze. "I'd… like that…" she said haltingly.
 
Soraka gave her hand a squeeze, then released it and slowly stood up. She walked around, and knelt at Akali's feet. Soraka looked up into her sparkling eyes, looking for permission to continue. Akali nodded shakily and spread her legs. Soraka smile cutely and reached in, taking Akali's pants in her hands and pulling them down. Akali pushed her butt off the ground to help her. Akali bit her lip as Soraka slowly revealed her underwear, a pair of black panties with a worm-like bulge. Soraka smiled and giggled lightly, pulling down her panties, revealing Akali's small circumcised cock. She gasped cutely. "You're cut?"
 
Akali blushed, not that anyone could make it out in the relative darkness, but she could feel her cheeks burn. "It's traditional in Ionia."
 
Soraka leaned in, slurping up her small soft dick, her tongue flicking out and licking at her sack. Akali sighed happily and felt her dick pulse, beginning to grow erect in Soraka's mouth. She leaned back slightly, making sure not to get stabbed by Soraka's horn, which was glowing now as the stars shone overhead. Soraka looked up at her, her eyes smiling, as she slowly teased her dick with her tongue, squeezing her lips around it. Akali moaned lightly and caressed her hair, urging her to continue.
 
Soraka wrapped her tongue around her dick, tilting her head to get the angle right. She started to caress the back of Akali's thigh, her other hand reaching around and embracing Akali's butt. Finally she felt her erection throb, poking at the back of her throat, as her small balls pulsed. Soraka giggled as she felt her own dick harden between her thighs, tenting out her dress, but she resolved not to take it out until Akali had had her fun. She tightened her lips into an O and gripped her shaft tightly, working her head back and forth along her short length, licking at her cumslit on the way out. She felt Akali's precum begin to run, a little salty treat that she savored with relish. She facefucked herself slowly, passionately, feeling Akali pulse and twitch.
 
"Ahn, it's so sensitive," whined Akali, her eyes soft and loving. "If you keep going like that I'll cum…"
 
"Mmmhmm," moaned Soraka, pulling back until just her glans was still in her mouth, wrapping her lips around her helmet and prodding gently at her soft pink skin.
 
Akali continued to pet Soraka's hair, looking down at her happily. No words passed between them for another few minutes, before Akali gasped and began to buck her hips, thrusting into her mouth, rubbing her urethra up against her tongue. "Yeah, yeah, tighter, please!" she begged, letting her head hang back as she breathed, her balls retracting into her body. "Aaaaaaahn!" she shrieked loudly, not able to contain herself. She squirted her first shot into her throat, then Soraka pulled back and cooed, letting the next shots erupt against her tongue so she could taste it. Akali breathed deeply as her cock twitched and shot, her asshole clenching and her butt nearly lifted off the ground. She pushed into Soraka's wet lips, emptying her balls into her willing mouth.
 
Akali laid back into the bedroll, and Soraka crawled up beside her, slipping her arm around her waist and caressing her belly. She made sure she had Akali's eyes before she swallowed meaningfully, and Akali grinned. Akali started to close her eyes, when she realized they were supposed to be awake and watchful. She turned slightly, watching Soraka fall asleep, and she leaned in and kissed her, licking her lips until her eyes opened again. They stared at each other for some time, before Akali opened her mouth.
 
"Put it in me," she said at last. "I want to feel you in my ass."
 
Soraka bit her lip and quickly looked down, then back up again "...Are you sure?"
 
Akali looked at her with a pained expression. "We kinkou are not supposed to make love… but this may well be the last night of our lives. Let's. "Then we can switch out the night watch."
 
Soraka smiled and pushed on Akali's side, easing her over. Akali flopped onto her back, grinning up at her, a single strand of cum painted across her stomach. She giggled as Soraka got onto her knees again, wrapping her fingers around the hem of her dress and pulling up, until her white lacy panties were showing. She had a huge, eye-catching bulge, and her fat leathery balls were spilling out from either side of the lace strap. Soraka blushed at the lewdness. Akali slowly raised herself up until she was sitting, then reached out and pulled on the panty straps, looking up into Soraka's yellow eyes with a shy grin on her face. Then she closed her eyes and leaned in, opening her mouth and letting her tongue out, licking up Soraka's huge bulge and moaning hotly onto it. She licked again, and again, finally pulling away, watching as her spit turned the fabric translucent. She felt her heart beat in her chest as she realized what she had gotten into. She could see the coiled horse-meat behind Soraka's panties, pulsing gently from arousal.
 
"What are you waiting for?" said Soraka passionately. "Let's do it."
 
Akali huffed and slowly pulled down the panties, letting Soraka's horsecock unfurl inch by inch. She started to pant, harder and harder, images of Soraka dancing in her imagination as she subconsciously wrapped her fingers around her hardening dick. Her eyes crossed as she focused on that singularly thick blue shaft, its drooping leathery balls and sheath, its tip already flaring up slightly as it pulsed upwards into Akali's face. Akali glanced up at Soraka with a look of pure lust, and kissed the side of her shaft, licking around the bottom, fingering her flare and watching her twitch. She kissed her way down her length, until she was planting soft wet kisses on her balls, making them quiver. Soraka moaned cutely and caressed Akali's hair as she slowly grew to full erection.
 
Akali returned to her head. By now, Soraka's meat was veiny, twitching, and dripping precum. Akali sighed and began to slurp it up, eventually wrapping her lower lip around her flare and nursing on her cockhead like a pro. Soraka closed her eyes and let her suck on her like a nursing mother, feeling the cum begin to flow. When Akali finally pulled away, thick strings connected her lips to her drooling urethra, and she smiled bashfully. She turned around without another word, slipping her bottoms down her legs and revealing her tight, firm butt. Soraka licked her lips and placed her hands on her hips, grinding her horsecock through Akali's crack, spilling pre onto her back. Akali was just about to complain when Soraka pulled back and shoved it in.
 
She was not gentle. Akali cried out and gripped the bedroll, biting her lip. Akali gasped and slowed down, realizing she had gone too quickly for the inexperienced ninja. "Are you okay?" she said, her throbbing cock still stuffed halfway in. Akali turned around and looked at her, expression pained, but eyes full of desire.
 
"Do me."
 
Soraka sighed as she slid her meat inside, feeling the small bump of Akali's prostate roll along her length. Akali whined and arched her back as she felt her sheath press up against her asshole. Akali gritted her teeth and pushed herself backwards, spearing herself on dick, and making Soraka grunt, not stopping until her balls were squished between her toned thighs. Soraka started to fuck her, hard but passionately, rolling her dick into her bowels, making sure to put special attention on her button, forcing Akali to erection in a matter of seconds. It hurt, but it felt good too, and the hard rutting continued until Akali's face broke out in a satisfied grin. "Ahn, ah, ah, ah, yes!" she panted, feeling so full and satisfied with Soraka's dick inside her.
 
Soraka's stamina was huge, being hung like a horse. She couldn't stop staring at that perfect, jiggling ass, athletic but with just the right amount of give. Akali's bowels were hot and tight, and her cheeks eagerly swallowed up every inch they were given. Soraka's skin broke out into sweat and her horn glowed brighter, her firm breasts jiggling as she stuffed her with cock. Akali cried out whorishly, "Aaaaaaahhhhnn" as what felt like an orgasm rushed over her, surprising her, her mind washed in pleasure as her cock twitched and spurted onto the bedroll. Soraka laughed a little at the quickshot, then slammed deep, hilting inside her clenching asshole and moaning.
 
They continued to fuck and rut, little more than animals, as Akali's dick rose once again to hardness, her balls empty, but unable to fight against that prostate pounding. Her nipples tingled, begging to be touched, hoping that Soraka might suck on them later as they slept. It was all she could do to continue to tense her muscles, gripping Soraka tightly, milking her dick joyfully. "Cum in me," she begged. "This might be the last night of our lives. I want to know what it feels like."
 
Soraka came, powerfully, never slowing in her thrusts, squirting rope after rope of thick, creamy semen, painting Akali's walls white as her balls shrank. She gasped and moaned, "You're so fucking tight," not even aware of her own cursing, only able to concentrate on filling that hot hole with horse cum. Her moan turned into a whine as she filled Akali's bowels, and she fucked her quickly, thoughtlessly, stretching out her virgin asshole before the second part of her orgasm began. She pulled back, her sheathe popping free with a wet sound, and thick, tar-like cum began to seep from her rod, which she single-mindedly rubbed all over Akali's gaping hole. It stuck like glue, sealing in her cum, ensuring that it would take.
 
Some time later, Soraka laid down beside Akali, who was snug in the bedroll and giving her doe eyes. "I warmed it up for you," said Akali, entwining their bodies together. Soraka brushed a lock of hair out of her face. "The others are on watch now," she said quietly. Akali giggled and bit her lip. "Then, good thing we got our lusts out…
 
 
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The second that Nidalee and Caitlyn heard them both snoring, the supposed-watchgirls abandoned all pretense and smacked together like magnets, kissing madly and frotting through their clothes. "I want you," moaned Caitlyn before she pressed their lips together, their arms wrapped around each other, holding them close. Nidalee sucked on her tongue, then licked her face, humping her leg as they rolled around in the dirt, each trying to get on top. Caitlyn shoved her hand into Nidalee's pants, grabbing her balls and moaning down her throat. They were full and fat, easily filling Caitlyn's entire hand. Their hours of playful teasing had left Nidalee with a painful erection, and her hand smeared with precum as it went down her pants. Nidalee returned the favor, stroking Caitlyn's dick through her leathers, her bulge throbbing needfully. Caitlyn squeezed it tightly, and Nidalee cried out and writhed, letting Caitlyn push her onto her back and pull up her shirt. She shoved her face into her breasts and blew air as her finger slid up and started playing around with her precum-slick urethra.
 
"Do it," gasped Nidalee, "I need it so bad." Caitlyn grinned and sank her finger inside her throbbing cock, up to the first knuckle, and listened to her sweet whine of pain. "Aaaaahn, yeah!" she cried and bit down on her finger as Caitlyn roughly fucked her cumslit, her little British giggle teasing her immensely. Nidalee started to hump into her finger, feeling her cockhead split wide to accommodate it, and her asshole clenched with the pain. She groaned and bit down harder, feeling her balls quiver, knowing that Caitlyn almost had her, if she didn't act. She reached up and grabbed hold of Caitlyn's breasts, squeezing them tightly until she cried out. Then she grunted and flipped Caitlyn onto her back, straddling her face in the same motion, pushing her leather-clad bulge up against her nose. Caitlyn took a deep, involuntary breath, and her eyes crossed from the intense jungle musk. Nidalee slid a knife from her pouch and sliced open her crotch, letting her brown cock flop out onto Caitlyn's face. She placed her hands on either side of her head and started to hump her skin, letting her smell the intense precummy scent that she had teased her into. "You made me like this, you take care of it," she purred, sliding her erection up against her pursed lips.
 
Caitlyn steadfastly ignored the throbbing cock, covered in swirls and war-paint, until Nidalee sat down hard on her throat, making her gag. Caitlyn's eyes bulged and she gasped for air, and Nidalee took her dick between her fingers and slapped it against Caitlyn's lips a few times as she waited. "Come on, you," she said. "Open up." Caitlyn swallowed with a loud gulp and opened her mouth. Nidalee grinned and shifted her butt, getting ready to plough her throat, when Caitlyn pushed on her butt and sent her tumbling heels-over-head. As Nidalee was recovering, Caitlyn pulled down her pants and revealed her dick, which was just beginning to reach hardness. She wasn't very big, maybe four inches and still hardening. Nidalee had time to turn around before Caitlyn pushed her down, putting her butt high in the air, and then she pulled down her bottoms, revealing her tight dark asshole and her juicy balls. Nidalee moaned as Caitlyn shoved her dick inside, kissing her prostate, making her body shiver as she suddenly felt submissiveness flow through her. She pushed back onto Caitlyn's dick, shoving it deeper. "Aaahhhn," she moaned and started to roll her hips into her thighs.
 
Caitlyn started fucking her, hard and rough, not wanting Nidalee to come to her senses. She pounded her dick into her, moaning cute little British moans, letting their balls slap together wetly. She felt her nipples tingle in the cold night air. Her cock was buzzing with pleasure; since Vi was her girlfriend, Caitlyn wasn't used to getting to put it into someone. "Ahn," she squeaked, "I haven't done this since my police training," she said, thinking of her old bunkmate. She leaned down and started to jerk Nidalee off, feeling her powerful cougar-cock throb in her fingers. She bit her lip as she started to slide her fingers up and down that veiny skin, it reminded her so much of Vi, and that made her a little jealous of how good this felt. She slapped Nidalee's ass and rode her hard, pounding her prostate eagerly. Her warm ass felt so good. She was a little surprised that Nidalee wasn't a lot tighter, since she wouldn't expect anyone to fuck Nidalee often.
 
Nidalee came suddenly, not even she was expecting it. She bit her lip and whined, feeling her cock jerk and bob madly as Caitlyn kept up the precision assault on her anal button. She felt her juice squirt onto her outfit, painting her boobs white and drippy. Her butt clenched involuntarily as she moaned, her cheek rubbing against the sand, pushed deeper and deeper by Caitlyn's rutting. Nobody with this small a dick had ever been up there before, and it brought a blush to her cheeks, it felt like Caitlyn was fingering her butt. She was panting hard from the unexpected orgasm, her mind bathed in bliss, when Caitlyn came too. She shrieked loudly and slapped her butt again, her little cock spasming and shooting her load into her bowels. She hilted, enjoying the sensation of hot bodily warmth pinching around her skin.
 
Shyvana watched them from the ridge, her tail swishing forward and back, licking her lips. In the end she decided to spare them, let them come to her, and be defeated on their own terms. It would make victory that much sweeter.
 
 
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"Please… please, no…" moaned Riven, feeling Shyvana rumble near. The dragon had torn out her eyes. She felt her arms move slightly, and she fought back the urge to scream. Her wrists were tied together, and a rope tied to that allowed Shyvana to drag her around. She felt her body get lifted into the air, and her legs dragged along the ground. She was beaten and bruised. The dragon pulled her along, and she winced and fought back moans of pain as her skin was sliced open suddenly by rocks and debris. The temperature of the air changed slightly as she pulled her through the tunnels, into a large chamber. It was a huge underground lake, perhaps sixty feet across, glowing an ominous blue and loud drip-drops came from the ceiling, echoing around. The lake had a solid walkway a few meters wide stretching around both sides. Shyvana dipped Riven's legs into the water, watching the blood and dirt seep from her skin. Riven bit her lip as the water scoured her injuries, but she did not make a noise.

As they left the cave, moving into the daylight, Shyvana lifted her up, not wanting to let her legs drag in the scorching sands. The dragon narrowed her eyes. The party of sluts still weren't here. They had spent all night fucking and now they were snoozing the day away too. She blew smoke out of her nostrils and started to climb up the cliff face, Riven dangling precariously from one claw. She was completely naked but for the ropes around her wrists and ankles. Her big cock was soft and limp.
 
There was the sound of blowing wind, and Riven knew that Shyvana had transformed back into her human body. She put Riven down onto the ground, making her sit, propping her back up against Shyvana's legs. Riven moaned and quivered in fear at what would happen, she couldn't see. She felt Shyvana put something over her head, and it flopped on her neck. It itched like another stretch of rope. Then Shyvana pulled it up, and it tightened around her throat. Riven moaned and kicked weakly. Suddenly she felt herself get lifted into the air, and she screamed weakly, grabbing at the rope around her neck and pulling, but she had no strength left since the only nutrients she'd had in days were the constant injections of dragon semen.
 
Shyvana lifted her up, letting her dangle uselessly, holding the rope just above Riven's head with one hand, and several meters of it in the other. She held her outwards, letting her legs dangle over the desert floor fifty feet below. Riven began to weep, fresh tears springing to her bloodied eyes, and she kicked again, arms twitching. Shyvana snarled, and Riven stopped fighting, shivering with fear. "Please don't," she said quietly, sniffing, her legs crossing involuntarily as the pain in her groin pulsed. Then she felt Shyvana let go, and she tumbled downwards in freefall, screaming.

She fell for a second, then suddenly the rope went taut, jerking her sideways. The knot dug into her neck, tightening instantly, cutting off her breath. She tried to gasp, raising her arms to her throat and pulling at the rope, but couldn't get a grip on it. She scrabbled at the rope, kicking her legs and turning in midair, gritting her teeth, only the thinnest whisp of noise escaping from her struggling throat. Her face slowly turned red, and her big cock throbbed to erection, pulsing between her broken legs. She tried to scream, her lips going purple as blood filled her extremities. Her fingers and toes tingled, and her cock distended, growing almost a foot long and throbbing. She gagged, kicking wildly, as her cock began to dribble precum from its aching head. She managed to jam her fingers between her neck and the rope, and pulled as hard as she could, her muscles burning and her head pulsing from lack of oxygen. She was too weak to help it. Her cock started to squirt, thin ropes of white liquid arcing out and watering the desert as Shyvana chuckled. She rode out her orgasm in mental shock, the pleasure was melting her brain like an egg, since she was running out of oxygen. Her tongue flopped out, the pleasure outstanding, and she gave a feeble moan before her hands dropped from the rope and she began to twitch. Her legs and arms shuddered violently, randomly, as her erection throbbed between her thighs, continuing to squirt, thick, powerful bursts. Suddenly she realized that Shyvana had packed her ass so full of semen that it was leaking out through her broken prostate, that she had literally become a cum-tank for her mistress. Finally she shuddered and went limp, twitching gently and dripping semen. Finally her body relaxed, then she lived no more. Shyvana let out a thunderous roar, sending up a plume of fire into the sky, triumphant.
 
 
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The headhunters found the cave a few hours later. The mouth of the cave was shrouded in darkness. No sun penetrated its depths. Small green plants and moss had collected around the rim, and they could hear the dripping of water within. Caitlyn licked her dry lips at the prospect, and sighed. Soraka patted her arm in comfort. Akali and Nidalee were both straining their eyes to look at something hanging in the cave.
 
"Oh… Oh no," said Nidalee, realizing what it was. The group came closer, and gathered under the dangling legs of Riven. Her face was as red as a tomato, and a puddle of blood and dragon semen was drying in the sand under her. Her cock was massive, purple, and hard, like a reminder of what it used to be good for. Nidalee growled and Akali flashed her energy kama once. Soraka hugged her arms tightly, and Caitlyn scowled.
 
"We need to finish this," said Akali darkly.
 
"For Riven," said Soraka, her voice nearly breaking.
 
Wordlessly, they headed inside, swallowed up by the darkness. The tunnel was tight and dark here, and they couldn't avoid making lots of noise because the stones and debris were invisible to them. Caitlyn walked straight into the wall before Akali turned on her kama, letting pink light spill into the cavern. It wasn't as stealthy that way, but neither was Caitlyn bashing herself to death before the fight even started. They crept forward, the dripping getting louder, and Soraka felt her heart plunge with fear. The stars were far away from her inside this cave.
 
The came to a large room, an underground lake, the walls shimmering with the light coming from the water. Caitlyn suppressed a gasp as they walked forward, and Soraka went up to the water's rim and drank deeply, her long hair dangling down into the pool. Nidalee licked at it gratefully. Caitlyn dipped her hands in, forming a cup to drink from. Akali took a flask from her hip and filled it, then went over and leaned up against the wall, shaking it vigorously before drinking.
 
Then they heard a dull scratching from behind them, like a claw on stone. Nidalee turned slightly, her eyes, glazed over, suddenly opening wide. She yelled "DOWN!" and pushed Soraka headfirst into the water as a jet of flame arced into the chamber, illuminating Shyvana's massive scaled head looming from the tunnel. Caitlyn shrieked and covered her face, falling down onto her ass just in time, and the smell of burning hair filled the room. Shyvana snarled and stomped her way into the room as the girls got to their feet, Soraka bursting out of the lake, spluttering, not even knowing of the danger until she wiped the water from her eyes.
 
Shyvana dragged her tail along the wall with a screech. Her claws were coated in blood, as was her maw. It looked like she had been chowing on a fresh kill. "Finally you come," she growled through clenched teeth, her mouthplates clacking together and the fire visible in her throat. Soraka looked around and saw the trouble they were in, and she moved to stand behind Nidalee, who had a spear hefted back, pointed straight at the dragon. Shyvana took a step, and Nidalee threw it, forcing the monster to dodge out of the way, slamming into the wall. Caitlyn staggered to her feet as Shyvana roared and rushed forward, forcing Nidalee to pounce out of the way, over Soraka's head. She landed and readied a trap, throwing it at the dragon. It burst into a dozen thin black cables, soaring towards her like some massive spider. She roared and threw flame, but the hardy metal ignored it and wrapped its tentacles around her throat and belly. She screamed in pain as it dug deep into her flesh. A beam of red light slammed into her side, Caitlyn missing the shot completely.
 
Meanwhile, Akali had been climbing up her back, the little ninja's weight too small to be noticed by the rampaging dragon. Shyvana lunged forward, and Akali grimaced and grabbed onto one of the spikes on her back, not wanting to be shaken off. She roared and raised a claw, slamming it down as Soraka dove for cover, tossing out a swirling zone of silence. Shyvana hissed as tendrils of magic snaked from the floor and gripped her legs, holding her down, and she struggled against the double bonds. Akali reached her throat, and slid her kama around her soft, unprotected neck, slicing deep with gouts of blood. The dragon reared, shaking violently, tossing Akali off, deep into the lake, where she sank like a stone with her heavy clothing and weapons. Soraka cried out, but Shyvana clawed her in the gut, throwing her back twenty feet and smashing against the wall before going limp with a gurgle. Just then, Caitlyn shot her right in the eye, forcing her to reel back with a scream, her wings unfurling like a second ceiling above them, breaking apart Nidalee's trap. She roared, causing the room to tremble, and started to charge at Caitlyn, fire licking out of her mouth. Nidalee's spear caught her in the leg, making her wince and crash to the side, allowing Caitlyn enough time to dodge away, throwing a bear trap under her. It clenched down on her leg with a hideous snap, and Shyvana screamed, her neck writhing, letting out a plume of fire over the lake. With an ear-splitting hiss, the water evaporated, and the room filled with smoke, obliterating their team sight.
 
Soraka got to her feet, sensing the life-force of her allies pulsing through the mist. They were mostly healthy, though Akali was in distress trying to slowly walk her way out of the lake. They largest signature in the room, of course, was Shyvana. Soraka realized with a shock that, despite the deep neck wounds and other lacerations they had laid on her so far, her essence was still nearly-fresh and quite vibrant. She saw a red glow right in front of her, and Shyvana's essence flared. Soraka realized what was about to happen, and dove out of the way as a jet of flame scoured the place she had just been standing. The sound of Nidalee's trap springing was loud in the echoing chamber, as were the rapid winding sounds as it stuck fast to the dragon's hard scaly body. She groaned, and there was a ripping noise. Then, a red laser streaked through the steam, completely visible, flaring like a comet, striking Shyvana's flanks. Unfortunately, it was as a tracer round, and Soraka sensed Shyvana rear around and crawl towards its source. "Caitlyn!" screamed Soraka, "Run!"
 
Shyvana roared and flapped her wings, clearing the air of the steam and revealing her massive red form barrelling down on Caitlyn. Soraka cast her silence just as Nidalee sunk a spear deep into her body, making her flinch in pain long enough to be snared, Caitlyn barely making it away, running alone down one edge of the lake. Shyvana snarled, waiting until she was free, then immediately rushed at her, far faster than the small human. Caitlyn screamed and tried to jump into the water, but Shyvana caught her and slammed her into the ground. Before anyone could react, she lowered her head and chomped straight through Caitlyn's unprotected neck, biting her head off in one clean moment. The others gasped as Caitlyn's body started to twitch violently, as Shyvana destroyed the helmet and her skull with an ear-splitting crunch. She stepped away from the corpse, still twitching and jerking, and they watched as Shyvana clacked her teeth together, seeming to be in some discomfort. A slit opened on her belly and a large pink cock slid out, half-hard. Nidalee narrowed her eyes, taking a good look at her personal reward.
 
The dragon clambered forward, and Nidalee strode forwards to meet her, holding her spear in a tight grip with a smirk on her face. Shyvana brought her head down and roared, her breath hot and streaming over the amazon's clothes. Nidalee threw the spear and transformed in a single motion, leaping around Shyvana's neck and clawing at the slices that Akali had rent earlier. The dragon tried to snap at her, but she was too small and quick. Shyvana rolled over, trying to squash her, but she jumped around onto her belly and began to claw at her cock, opening up deep wounds. Shyvana's tail whipped her, slamming into her side and sending her flying against the wall. Soraka rushed forward and healed her, green light flying from her hands as Shyvana rolled onto her stomach and got to her feet. A cloud of smoke danced around her feet, and she looked around, confused, until Akali struck from the shadows, stabbing into her belly with her kama. Shyvana twitched reflexively, and her sharp talon dug deep into Akali's shoulder, making her scream and effectively breaking her invisibility. Shyvana whipped her head around and breathed fire, utterly scorching Akali, searing her clothes and skin until Nidalee jumped at her, biting and clawing viciously at her neck, forcing her to jump backwards. Akali was on fire, her skin burning like a furnace. She jumped into the water, trying to save herself, knowing it was hopeless.  Soraka winced, knowing the pain she was in was almost unendurable, and called down a mighty Wish that spared her life, healing her of the mortal pain and wounds, and she stumbled out of the lake, coughing.
 
With a loud CHUNK, another of Nidalee's spears embedded itself in Shyvana's body, this time in her soft skin under her neck. It sunk in deep, stabbing straight into vital organs and allowing the blood to spill. A low, dull roar echoed through the chamber, the warning cry of a wounded beast. Shyvana whipped her head around, snapping at her, making her dash out of the way. Then she pawed forward, her muscles dulled by the pain, but accelerating until she was like a freight train, straight towards their healer. She roared and stabbed her horn straight through Soraka's ribs, sticking out of her back, fresh with blood. Soraka screamed and dropped her staff, paralyzed with pain, her Wish used up. Shyvana turned slowly, eyeing the other headhunters with vicious eyes, as Soraka's blood dripped down into her eyes, forcing her to blink. She reached up and pulled Soraka from her horn, slamming her into the ground, placing one paw over her torso and one over her legs, pulling with all her might. With a terrible ripping noise and a horrific, unforgettable scream, she tore her in half, her guts spilling out onto the ground, forcing the others to wince. They watched as Shyvana greedily gobbled up her legs, then left her crushed, mutilated body to bleed out, gurgling and moaning for help.
 
Nidalee took a quick glance at the naked Akali, her clothes burned totally away but her life saved by Soraka's last spell. They roared together and charged, each going a different direction, forcing Shyvana to choose. She chose the naked woman, since she no longer had any armor. Her thick talons raked her flesh, but Nidalee bit into her belly, making her let go long enough for Akali to stab her kamas through her hands. Shyvana roared and punched her, hitting her like a missile, breaking her ribs and knocking the wind out of her lungs. Nidalee transformed back, and pulled the machete from her thigh, giving it a powerful swing, and—
 
The dragon roared, pain lancing through her body, not even understanding what had happened before she heard the wet flop. Nidalee severed her cock in one slash, and she toppled to the side, in immense pain, roaring and –for the first time-moaning. Akali slashed at her throat, and she swiped at her ineffectually, as Nidalee stabbed her spear deep, over and over, straight into her heart. Suddenly the dragon's body was wreathed in flame, forcing the women to step back, Akali's cock throbbingly hard with the excitement of battle. They waited for the burnout to subside, and saw Shyvana standing there in human form, panting loudly, one hand clutching her throat, the other massaging the stub of her severed cock, trying to staunch the bloodflow as thick red gouts stained her naked breasts and thighs. Her eyes burned like fire as Nidalee began to circle around behind her, Akali moving slowly forward, her kama at the ready. They knew this was by far the most dangerous part of the hunt, where the beast had been cornered and made to confront its own mortality. Shyvana would stop at nothing to kill them.
 
She moved in a flash. The women had prepared so long for fighting her bulky, awkward dragon form, that they had forgotten to ready themselves for Shyvana the Lesser. She wrapped her arms around Akali's unprotected throat, her sharp fingernails sinking deep into her flesh, the strain forcing blood to spurt from her neck straight into Akali's face. Akali roared and sunk her fingers into Shyvana's neck, pressing deep, into her fleshy windpipe which was open and ragged from the punishment inflicted upon it. Desperately, Akali tried to flip her over, and use gravity to crush Shyvana, but the dragon-woman was too strong, and too heavy, and Akali felt the light drain from her eyes as her brain ran out of oxygen.
 
Nidalee got to her feet, stunned for far too long. She saw the grappling women, and transformed into a human, leaping into the air, her spear held above her head, ready to stab down. Shyvana grunted and allowed herself to be flipped over at last, and Nidalee's spear stabbed straight through Akali's naked back, blossoming from her chest like a steel flower, before sinking into Shyvana's heart, its tip shattering against the ground. Shyvana twitched for just a few seconds before the total loss of blood pressure caused her to drop, panting quickly, the panting of a dying beast. Akali fell onto her side, clutching the spear jabbed straight through her. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," said Nidalee with tears in her eyes, quickly looking back to see if Soraka could possibly heal her, but saw that the life had gone out of her some time ago.
 
 
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Nidalee climbed out of the cave alone, having given her comrades a burial in the lake. With her machete, she had scratched a eulogy into the wall, to be left for as long as the cave stood. Tears ran down her face as she realized what had been lost, the toll exacted by the rampaging dragon. She carried her massive, limp, bloodless cock over her shoulder, the only trophy she wanted but now one that she reviled.
 
Here lie three friends,
Murdered at the hands of a dragon
They fought bravely and were victorious
Know that their sacrifice was noble.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Well, that's this series closed at last. It feels good to have something finished especially after such a long break. Sorry to the handful of people who were really eager for this one, I totally didn't realized that it was last updated in October. Let's just say I got super busy in the meantime!
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