Chapter 3 - Peace Of Mind

I sincerely apologize to anyone expecting this chapter to be released in the last week. There was a storm passing by where i live. 

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Only two days had passed, and yet Fortune was already blending in pretty well. There she was, hugging one of Syndra's legs and sucked on the shaved nutsack while Soraka was next to her, enthusiasticly making out with Syndra's asshole, both of them letting out such erotic slurps and moans. And above the two beloved bitches, Syndra was impregnating Ahri’s tiny cock from behind. Breeding them in the same old position was getting repetitive, and there was always room for a change. It looked quite like a doggy anal - Ahri’s cock had been bent backwards so Syndra could go balls deep into the fuckedtool from behind, smacking her groin on that juicy, jiggling fat balls of an ass and the unfortunate testicles that got in the way. Every time her nuts got smashed on, Ahri cried out and drooled profusely. It made her feel that she actually came a bit with each time her inferior testicles got squeezed like a pair of ripe oranges.

A satisfied *slurp* left Soraka’s mouth as she stopped burying her face deep between Syndra’s asscheek, the taste still strong and fresh on her tongue before she swallowed it all greedily. She had been switching between sniffing and licking that place for quite a while, craving to get anything of the superior Star Guardian into her. To have a part of Syndra in her. Even if that might only be a tiny little bit... of body waste, it would be more than she could ask for. Syndra was the definition of perfection. Just by being in her presence could bring Soraka to sob in joy. She purposefully did not allow herself to get enough air, just so her lungs could be filled with more asshole gas. It smelled so sweet... and so was the taste. Was it the taste of love, Soraka thought in her sex drunken haze. Her tongue was quite long in fact, roughly about 9 inches, more than twice the length of a human’s. No one knew about it since Soraka rarely opened her mouth, let alone wide enough for them to see what kind of an exquisite tool of slimy wet muscles she possessed. She had never wanted this, but now changed her mind after finding a use for it.

Her tongue was strong. Like an earthworm digging a hole into the dirt, the tip of her tongue stiffened and pushed into Syndra’s perfect O-ring shape of a crinkled hole. There she made her way in, brushing left and right in the tight tunnel, guiding herself with the sense of touch alone. Her excitement grew greater and her heart pounded harder with each throb of approval from Syndra’s sphincter muscles, as if Syndra was intentionally doing that to pull more of her tongue in... and she was more than happy to comply. It was always a pleasure to be in the goddess’s service... 

A bright idea popped up in her head. She twisted her tongue, gave it a spiral shape, and inch by inch she continued to pry the wet, warm flesh walls apart.  Syndra purred in her excited breath, “Oh yes, give me more, my dear. Ravish my hole.” and those words made Soraka trippled the effort. Indeed, the idea was brilliant. With a curled tongue, she was able to touch Syndra in more places at the same time, which meant more to taste and to feel. And for Syndra, the pleasure just multiplied. At first she could only feel each separate parts of Soraka’s tongue brushing up inside her – the rough surface on top, the firm edges, and the slimy, tender underside. But now that everything was mixed up, it was impossible to tell which was which. Hell, she didn’t even know exactly what was going on inside her shitpipe either – Soraka had turned it into one singular erogenous gland. They were not her prostate, but the ecstasy they gave her was equal. And that led to the question: if the passage alone give this much pleasure, then what sort of exquisite pleasure awaited her love button?

She was going to find out, as finally the tongue tip reached the best part. Even though Soraka could not see and she couldn’t really feel the part well enough, the shudder from Syndra was a dead giveaway. With utmost quickness and precision, she started bushing on it hard with all the different parts of her tongue rotationally. More flavors had infiltrated the receptors on her tongue, stimulating her body to excrete more spit, making it much easier for her to wreck havoc. Even faintly, Soraka realized she managed to take Syndra’s breath away now and then with her tricks. She had absolute control over her tongue, being able to move and feel every part of the flexible muscles. She ground down, slapped, drilled, fingered the cute little thing without mercy. There were times when she was gentle and times when she was violent, but the most important was that there was not a single moment Syndra’s brain was allowed to rest. “Fuck me with your tongue~” More and more lust was being built up in them. Syndra fucked harder and harder, literally pulverizing Ahri’s prostate. Her asshole contracted wildly in excitement, the movements harmonized perfectly with Soraka’s tongue raping her. She was close to the edge.

In the meantime, Fortune had been smearing all of her throatslop over the tender, smooth ball, full of delicious Starchild’s jizz, waiting to impregnate Ahri. It was so fat that even pressing her tongue on the underside would cause it to shift and squish. Beautiful. Perfect. Just like everything else about Syndra, perhaps with the help of more than just a few tweaks by her “self-body modification” ability. Very long and silky hair that reached her knees. It made people feel that someone who could keep such long hair flawless must knew how to handle things. A face neither young or old, without a slightest wrinkle and always accompanied with a faintly arrogant smile, implied that never once had this woman not got what she wanted. Above her flat belly with just enough of tender meat were a pair of enhanced tits that were obviously a bit oversized for her slender frame, their shapes and elasticity were both between real breasts and fake ones: teardrop and sphere, soft and firm. Her nipples were fairly big but they went well with the size of her boobs, and Fortune couldn’t help but wondering what would happen if she sucked on them. Syndra’s ass was in no way small, but Fortune did not understand why not bigger. The reason was that Syndra wanted to have most of the goodness on the front, so people could admire pretty much all of her godlike beauty when they knelt before her. Her legs were long and more slender at the bottom, making her walk look graceful and mesmerizing. Her skin was a healthy white, almost-shiny like porcelain which once again let her admirers know how well she took care of herself. As if she was immune from any impurity existed in this world. And that meant... they knew how high she was above them all.

But none of them was what made Fortune did what she was doing now. Syndra’s body had no smell except for her groin. And Fortune understood its purpose: to enslave. Syndra had a very strong smell, a mixture of body odor, sweat, combined with the stink of cum, and something else she couldn’t quite put her finger on (which was the smell of the larval Voidborns’ waste). All dripped and dried on the surface of her testicles. Of course naturally that was impossible, but it was what Syndra wanted to happen, so it did. In conclusion, a disgusting reek – that would have been what Fortune called, but unfortunately it was impossible not to press her face on the cock, the fat nutsack, take a deep breath and get high from the intoxicating, hypnotizing musk with blown-out eyes momentarily. It was the top notch quality drug, and she was an addict.

Fortune tried to get one of them in her mouth to taste all the deliciousness at once, but was irritated upon realizing it was too big. So instead she smeared as much of her saliva on the balls as possible to dissolve the mixture, and moved her left hand away from Syndra’s inner thigh – feeling her fingers brushed on the smooth, pulpy flesh had been nice – to gently stroke and knead the full-of-cum balloons to soak it with her drool. So big. So soft. Finally she dug in, kept her head low enough to catch every spill, as her tongue circled around and let the liquid drip into her open, needy mouth. Not unlike the smell, she found the flavor foul too, but immediately covered her lips, not allowing her gag reflex to vomit what took her so much effort to achieve. Beads of tear were squeezed out of her eyelids as she swallowed with discomfort. “Urgh...” she gurgled, eyes dazed, nostrils flared, her mind reeling. Bitter. Sour. Salty. Mixed with some unknown chemicals that was destructive for her nervous system. Yet somehow irresistible. She needed more. She must have more. And so she returned to work the other one.

All the while her right hand was always glued to her own cock, relentlessly jerking herself off. She felt so horny. Always so horny. As horny as a teenage boy who hasn’t fapped for a week but is forced to watch his crush stripping right in front of him. And imagine feeling like that in very damn second, without being able to relieve yourself through an ejacuation. Pure torment. No matter how hard she fapped, no orgasm would hit her, and nothing would ever come out. She was smart enough to understand why: Syndra had modified her to become an efficient and obedient breeder. She had to fap to stimulate her testicles to produce more food for the Voidborns. She couldn’t reach climax so she wouldn’t ejacuate the food. And she would only cum by giving birth to more Voidborns. The first orgasm she had that day right before cumming dozens of babies was also the last natural release of her life. Her body could no longer produce any sperm, or reach an orgasm by itself – even though Syndra didn’t outright tell her, she could guess the muscles and nerves responsible for that task in her body had been permanently corrupted. She was completely sterile.

She knew that from now on, she would have to rely on the larvas aggressively crawling out of her to give herself a simulated climax. All she could do was to scratch that itch as hard as she could to gain just a little bit of satisfaction until Syndra killed it for her. But only temporarily. 

The thought made her tremble in fear, realizing that Syndra was in absolute control over her body. And to be honest, she was not certain how much of her original personality remained. Was she still herself, to give in so easily? It's not like she was okay with it, even with her state right now. She really, badly wanted to defy Syndra, but she just wondered... What is the purpose, to fight a war you already know that you can't win? I stand no chance against her. And now that i see with my own eyes how easily she breaks down other Guardians, i can't bring myself to hope that we can end the Void's invasion either. We are too weak. How can we hope to defeat them if we can’t even defeat one of our own? Fortune mentally wept, realizing how futile everything was. Everything she had gone through, everything she had done...

All were meaningless. Futile.

And so she simply came to conclude that, if there was nothing she could do about the situation, then the best thing to do was to stop thinking and play along. And when a chance presented itself, she would strike back. Or at least run away. Probably. Even about that she wasn't sure. How could she be, when her mouth watered at the sight of Syndra’s ripe and delicious cumtanks? And when she looked at that cock, even in its original form – only a third of her own length, she felt the need to swallow it from base to head. Well, if it wasn't being used on Ahri right now.

"Yesssssss!! Crush my dick! Crush my balls! Crush my prostate! Shatter me!!"

Both the sluts could tell that Syndra was close to her release. Her nuts twitched hard and her asshole contracted wildly, preparing to flood the inferior testicles once again. Soraka grinned knowing that it was time. She stiffened her tongue and twisted it into the form of a drill, then pulled it out in one go. Syndra screamed "Ahhhh!" in both surprise and arousal, feeling her warm, soaked bowels being assaulted by fresh air. Her balls retracted in Fortune's hand like throbbing hearts, before Soraka rammed the whole 9 inches length back in again, literally tonguefucking Syndra in the ass, tipped her way over the edge. She breathed through her gritted teeth, hilted and extracted all of her filthy spunk into Ahri’s nutsack. 

Fortune watched in disbelief how Syndra's cumtanks did not shrink, but instead twitched as torrents of cum were pumped out only to be immediately replaced with ten trillions fresh sperms from the factories, making her sack looked like it was ready to go again, and in fact, it was ready. As the kitsune’s balls were creampied, she screamed gibberish, and her body grew slack as she was dropped on her back. Her balls grew 2 inches in girth, still visibly sloshing with fresh cum from the sudden fall, jiggled left and right until they finally squished down and slightly flattened on the ground by the sheer amount of thick, mud-like fucksludge. She breathed with her whole body - breasts, belly, gaped cock, bloated nuts, and even her asshole, all of them contorted hastily. 

"Oh yesss, that was so nice, Soraka." Syndra then turned her eyes at Fortune, who was already cautiously staring at her while sucking on the leftover with her already sloppy mouth. "Hmm, and i'm glad you already started to behave like a good slut. Hey, save some for me. You too, Soraka." She giggled, then turned around and returned to her throne from a few steps away. She sat comfortably and looked down on her breeders. It filled her heart with pride to see them simply too weak from their arousal to stand up and walk properly like an intelligent being. Soraka made an example, held the load in her mouth and crawled on all fours. Her horsecock was dragged along, leaving behind watery trails of precum. It also turned out that the thing which caught Fortune's eyes was not her swaying butt, but her huge ridiculously huge ballsack. A pair of watermelons, the skin was dark, leather-like, and yet see saw the creatures swimming beneath poking outwards with their limbs and jaws. After being left long enough to absorb the nutrients, they grew and took their own distinct forms: wings, carapaces, claws. It was getting a little crammed in there for all of them, and they impatiently crawled on the thick walls trying to get out like chickens trying to break their egg shells. Fortune followed and caught up with Soraka, they knelt before the throne and reached for Syndra, who stooped and grabbed their heads by the hair and pushed their lips together. Fortune and Soraka whined weakly, regretfully savored the taste one last time. They smeared each other wet with their own spit and then parted their lips. Tongues met tongues, the whores passed their flavored bubbling juice to Syndra and let their Mistress decide what to do. Smiling, Syndra withdrew her tongue and rolled the solution in her mouth, staring at their insatiable sluts. But much to her servant's surprise, she pushed the two together and spilled everything on their connected tongues, then leaned back on her throne once again and watched them mouthfight to see who would get more. Soon lips and tongues were not enough and then there were hands grabbing hold of each other in the most debased, sloppy and messy kiss ever. In the end Fortune was the victor as the person who had more raw strength. She pushed two whole fingers into Soraka's mouth, greedily tried to get anything out. She was rewarded by a thick string of throatslop, and immediately put it into her mouth. "Hey!", Soraka giggled, "You're such a bully!" and laughed, taking the very same fingers that had invaded her mouth back inside. She sucked on them and opened her mouth to let Fortune see her tongue coiling around like a snake. Startled, the redhead withdrew her hand, and was rewarded by another childish laughter by the horned Star Guardian. That was fun!

"I love you girls so much." Syndra chuckled, and Soraka turned back at her, eagerly waiting to be commanded. Syndra guided Soraka down to her nutsack, and she didn't waste a second to take her long tongue out. The young girl's happy face warmed Fortune's cold heart, and she smiled innocently. She had never seen Soraka like this. It had been rare to see a real smile on her face, let alone laughing like that. But at the same time she was sad, knowing it was not the same Soraka she had know anymore. And what about Ahri?

"Uhm... Syndra?" Fortune watched the former leader of her team lying there, panting like the stupid bitch she was. “May i... may i ask you a question?”

“Oh my dear Sarah, spare me the reverity.” Syndra smiled warmly as she looked at Fortune who knelt below and ran her fingers in the bright red hair. “I don’t wanna be your feared Mistress or anything like that. Just think of me as your friend! And yes, ask me anything you want.”

The words, the gestures, they left Fortune dumbfounded. It felt as if the more she learned about Syndra, the less she understood what kind of a person Syndra was exactly. At first she had nothing but despise and disdain, but now she was confused. As if to Syndra, they weren’t just mere tools. Fortune would have called this situation a Stockholm Syndrome case, had she known what that meant. She swallowed hard. "How did Ahri become like this? Why does she look so..."

"... Degraded?" Syndra lifted her face closer, whispered to her. "I gave her the same treatment you had. It just seems that the side effect hit her too hard."

"Side effect...? You... mentioned that before. Just... what is it?"

"To our world, the Void is quite a realm of insanity. And as you already know, all Voidborns have an insatiable hunger. They want to devour everything. That characteristic is strong, even when they are nothing but eggs and sperms. So i took advantage of that. Bent them so that when they get into your body, you will get some of that madness as well. It leaves a void in your heart, corrupts your mind. The hunger you already possess grows stronger than ever. Try to recall, Sarah. There must have been a moment when you lost control over yourself, right?”

Syndra’s words commanded Fortune to rummage through her memories. I took 8 Voideggs and fapped before being teleported to this place... does that really count as losing control?
Wait, no... the first Voidegg i took was way before that...

And she remembered.

“... this time i don't feel empty. I feel full of courage and vigor. And also power. A lot of power.
Ahhhh, so i can be this strong. I look at my hands and i see the possibilities of what i can do. What i am going to do. Oh, it feels so good, i start to laugh uncontrollably from seeing the truth. Who needs the other Guardians, when i can take matters into my own hands?
I intended to give some to Ahri and the rest of the team, but why should i? Such resources will only be wasted on them. To them, Star Guardian is only a role-playing game. They are naive. Irresponsible. Ignorant. Power belongs only to those who know how to use it!”

“Oh God...” Fortune gasped.

“No need to be ashamed. It’s not like Soraka and Ahri fared any better than you.”

“Soraka...” Fortune felt sorry for the poor girl. She believed that she deserved this. The genuinely kind, innocent girl sure as hell didn’t. “What... what kind of emptiness did she have?”

“I think you can already guess. Above all else, she wanted to be loved. Other than being timid, she felt lost. A stranger, always out of place. Can’t really blame her. No kind of sentient beings in the universe has a dick like that. She couldn’t really blend in anywhere because she felt that she was just trying to fool herself and everyone around her. It’s sad, if you ask me.”

“And... did you satisfy her hunger? Sincerely...?”

“Well, believe me or not, i sure did. Though only for a short while. Because no matter what kind of hunger you have, the Voidegg would simply convert it to lust. That would be the most convenient way for me to take care of you all.”

“So that’s why i feel like this...?” Being made into a slut by some Voideggs was quite disheartening, but... Fortune felt like it was the right punishment for her foolishness and naivety. This shame fitted her, and she had to accept it. “Then... what about Ahri? I can’t really think of anything she wanted more than sex... Or could it be it?

“That’s right. She wanted sex even before the Voideggs made her want sex.” 

“Huh. What a whore.” She snickered, expressing her disgust for the former leader.

“Is that so? Aha ha...” Syndra glared into her eyes. “My dear Sarah, always full of prejudice. Perhaps you think you are the only one who knows pain simply because you watched your friends die, and everyone else is shallow? A piece of advice: at least try to know others before judging them.”

“What...? What do you mean? What are you not telling me?”

“The truth is that... Ahri knows how loss feels too. Ah, maybe “knew” is the more precise word. She was the last one in her old Star Guardian team, and no, that wasn’t my doing. And unlike us, she had never made a single step away from that day. Forever trapped, haunted by the past. 
Then she came to me, asking for an advice. I told her that she just needed to have some, well, ‘fun’. And as i expected, it was never enough for her. She relentlessly searched for new ways for sex to feel better, to last longer, and also afraid of losing her new comrades, that’s why she often delayed our plans. So of course, when i told her that she could feel twice as good by using this ‘drug’, she didn’t even waste a second to take it. We both got what we wanted, you see. I got a breeder and she got rid of her grief.”

“You... you took advantage of her weakness?”

“Yes i did. You may call me cruel, but i'm pretty sure i can do far worse than that. But to be honest, i think i saved her. See, now pleasure is the only thing that exists in her mind. No more sadness. No more pain. No more worries. For the weak, ignorance is bliss.”

“Then... why are my sufferings still here? Am i not just another weakling?”

“I have to admit that i didn’t have any use for your mind. Just like them, you broke easily. But don’t you think it’s strange? Or haven’t you noticed that you can still feel the conflict in your heart? I can see it pretty clear in your beautiful eyes. Had everything gone the way i wanted, right now you would have kept sucking my dick instead of asking those questions, just like Soraka. And that - is fascinating.
But you know what? Let me give you an option. Make your choice: stay this way, keep your sanity and let the torment go on; or embrace your lust. Of course, letting you go is totally out of the question. And this is your only chance. I won’t allow you to change your mind later.”

“... W-Why so...?”

“Well, i’ve been bored out of my mind for a while. You are the only one here whom i can have some chat with, and it would be quite a hassle for me to let you give up your mind after making you my acquaintance. And don’t worry, i promise not to do anything worse to you, and i will always tell you the truth. So, what do you say?”

“Uhm... can i... think about it for a while?”

“I don't expect an answer immediately anyway. Now, how about something else for a change? I wish we can get to know each other a little better, so how about you let me give your cute butt some attention?”

“Uhm...”
It’s not like there is any merit in saying no. So...
“Please... fuck me good.”

“With pleasure.” Syndra’s eye glowed as the three of them levitated and moved back to the throne behind. “Turn around. Let me look at that sexy backside of yours.” and Fortune obeyed. Following her guidance, the redhead held onto the throne’s armrests while Syndra pulled her close, hands and tongue started exploring every inch on her well trained body while the Starlight objects handled the fucking and Soraka pleasured both their nuts. Sarah Fortune was an exquisite delicacy for Syndra to savour. A back with plenty of muscles that formed impressive curves. Syndra's tongue ran on her nape, licked and sucked on the mildly salty sweat. Her sensitive ear was nibbled filled with sultry breaths. Her breasts, smaller than Syndra’s but in a perfect size to be groped with one hand, were gently and passionately kneaded. Fortune couldn’t hold her moans in even before she took the whole length.

Even in her natural state, saying Syndra was well endowed down there is just putting it lightly, but it wasn’t what you would call a monstercock either. Long story short, her dick was perfect for her. And it would be more than enough for Fortune’s inexperienced rosebud. There was no need for Syndra to push on her lungs with a 15 inches dick in their first-time cuddle, for skills were more than enough to drive the redhead crazy. Unconciously Fortune reached out to press Syndra’s head on her shoulder, urging the dark haired woman to suckle her more. “Ahhh~ Mhmmm~~” She closed her eyes and bit on her lip the moment Syndra did with her neck, and it ended with another “Ahh” when Syndra gave it a long lick up to her cheek. Oh God, how is she so good? As if she knows about every single switch in my body! 

Slowly Fortune’s mind ascended higher and higher as pleasure – like an astute army – assaulted all of her weak points relentlessly. They broke all of her inhibitions, regressing her into a wild animal, allowing her to care only for the moment and forget about all else: it felt amazing. 

Bit by bit they melted in pleasure. Two bodies but minds blending together, they sensed each other’s unsated thirst. Fortune turned her head around for Syndra to grab her and force her to fit another wet tongue in her mouth and they madly wrestled, trading spit. Syndra wrapped a hand around Fortune’s prick to jerk the redhead off, making her body wriggle by hitting her prostate and reaching the base of her cock at the same time. Still, Syndra was the one in control. She didn’t have to look at Fortune’s hands hard gripping on the armrests to know how crazy the ride was, and she had been edging for a while. But of course, the moment heaven would embrace them both wouldn’t come any sooner no matter how hard they fucked, but would depend on how long until the eggs hatched. They wriggled and shifted in the bloated testicles, somehow more eager and lively today, probably sensing the joy in their mother’s heart and their father’s delight. 

“Cum with me.” – was what they both said. Syndra smiled, and awkwardly Fortune smiled back, and it was only natural that they felt like having another deep kiss. She locked Fortune’s face in place with both hands as she devoured the redhead’s tasty lust, and Fortune realized that Syndra’s eyes were closed this time. And following Syndra, she did the same.

She hadn’t fully realized, but at that moment, there was no malice left in either of them. 

Fortune felt three bursts of bliss inside her: one in her bowels and two in her nuts. She screamed, feeling air being pushed out of her throat. The unfamiliar but pleasant warm wetness that splashed onto the flesh walls of her guts triggered the hardest boner she ever got, the blast adding extra force for her testicles to push all the larvas out. With all those little things being squeezed out of her tight urethra so quickly, she felt twice the amount of pleasure frying her brain. So many. So forceful. So violent. So amazing. Syndra only got one hand but Soraka already joined the fray, providing another pair of tightly-wrapped rubber hand to jerk the redhead off at full throttle. “Shit! Shiiiiit! They are turning my cock inside out! So goooood!!” Fortune growled like an animal, losing her balance. Syndra let her rest on pillowy titflesh as her spine arched backwards, her hips bucking, as if trying to drain all the torrents out as hard as possible through the help of inertia. So as to feel the thick liquid and the sharp limbs of her children swarming out of her, brushing on the walls of her tender cockpussy, so fast. Her eyes rolled up and she saw stars. Colorful stars. So wonderful. Even after the release, her cock twitched feebly still, leaking watery precum for a solid 10 seconds, which Soraka happily opened her mouth and let it drip into her waiting throat. "It looks as if you had an enuresis." Syndra giggled, satisfied with the result. She wouldn't be bored for a reaaaaaally long while~

When Fortune was sobber again, there were two things on her mind: her answer, and something odd in her cock. Her body leaned on Syndra's but their heads were next to each other, both rested on the throne's splat. Too close. Just turn to Syndra and they could taste the breaths. She waited until her breathing was normal again and asked...

"Syndra... i think there is still..."

"I know. It was my intention. Jinx! Come here." Syndra called for the twintails. Immediately the skinny girl threw down the nearly-motionless girl who had been enduring her rampage and rushed to the throne. The face of a pure maniac. Eyes wide open and a big ass grin. “What? What? What? Oh, are you going to introduce me to your new girlfriend here? I would have given a fuck, but only Lux is allowed to have them! Too baaaad!”

“I’m giving you what you asked for.” Syndra frowned, obviously couldn’t wait to get this shit over with. “A baby. That finishes our deal, right?” 

“Heh, pretty sure i asked for a spaceship full of rockets, but fiiiine. I’ll take it.” 

“Put your dick in here. Also, keep your trap shut. I command, and you obey.”

“Ew, that’s gros- Oopsie!” She made a ‘my lips are sealed’ sign, and then pushed her hard cock in Fortune’s soft, gaping hole. It went in without much resistance given how wet it was already. Jinx shuddered from the foreign feeling. Inch by inch it slid down and made Fortune whine softly, unsatisfied because the thing was too small to give her the extreme fullness Syndra always did. Finally all of her 6 inches sank balls deep inside, still not even close to half of Fortune’s length. Syndra reached out to gently massage on the base with one hand and masturbate for Fortune with the other. The small little life within her which lied somewhere inside near the base sensed the encouragement and started moving. It had been commanded by Syndra to stay behind with a different task from its brothers and sisters already prepared. It was a ‘special’ one too, like the Kha’Zixs she gave birth to on her first day – slightly bigger than her thumb. The Voidborn with the most developed hands, it was born for digging and crawling swiftly underground, and thus it wasted no time to start running on the tender flesh with its clawed fingers. “Oww” Fortune groaned, being a bit too dry and sensitive down there. Syndra helped by smooching on her ear, massaged her with lips and tongue. And soon enough, the larva reached the entrance.

Even though what lied at the end of the tunnel was not light, but just a smaller, tighter one, the baby crawled forward still simply because Syndra had telepathically urged it to. A long body with several small legs – resembling a shrimp, the Rek’Sai pushed the urethra apart and dove in. It was in its nature to like being covered. And in this state, it swam fast. Claws dug into flesh, it pushed itself forward, in no time found a fork. It turned left randomly, and finally rested in Jinx’s right testicle. Not knowing that it was the smaller one. And that it was going to live in that cramped place until it matured...

Jinx moaned sadistically, welcoming it. She felt pain, much greater than the amount Fortune experience, but her reaction was the exact opposite. To her, pain is the food, pleasure is just an additional spice. She could never get off if there was no pain involved – be it on her or on someone else. She could only fuck Lux because she still tasted the poor girl’s agony. When it was finished, she stroked her ball in a motherly manner, whispering to herself “I’m pregnant... Eh heh heh... make sure to give us a shitload of pain, my dear... Heh heh...”
