Chapter 1 - An Initiation

The flickering torchlight within the basement cast a wobbling glow upon the dark, decrepit landscape of forgotten finery. Rows of benches faced a pedestal, all bordered by tall, ancient pillars of cracked and crumbling stone. Torches held in age-old cast-iron burned on, unaffected by the passage of time. A single crack of moonlight blazed through the empty hall, dust visible as it wafted through the beams and rafters above. Outside, crickets had fallen silent, small animals froze in their place, and even the wind grew still, for within the crumbling church curious noises did emanate. The torchlight cast a horrific silhouette upon the tattered, paint-peeled wall. Two bodies writhed together, one larger than the other by a sizable margin. The smaller of the two lay back against the other, such that her silhouette merged with the other, folding into the shape of the larger. For a long moment, the smaller of the two paused.

She was blonde - richly so - with golden locks that fell past her collar bone and reached the sides of her breasts, bare, goosefleshed, and exposed to the cool evening air within the structure. 
However, instead of flowing easily, they were matted and dampened, strands clumped together with wet, viscous moisture. They swayed from her head with rhythmic motion. Brilliant green eyes looked upward, whirlpools of beauty flickering between the shaft of moonlight above and whatever dark point in the ceiling her elated mind might choose. They fluttered, rolling backward briefly as the whites of her eyes dominated her sockets. The girl's pretty mouth fell open, a viscous pool of creamy white fluid threatening to spill over the inner rim of her luscious lower lip. 

Her whole, naked body quivered. Round, full breasts jiggled momentarily as she seemed to spasm. Bare, sweat-glistened thighs shook as they spread apart, willingly, instinctively opening in desperate, needy compliance. They quivered violently, and the girl's slender, shapely body arched as it twitched involuntarily. A deep, womanly groan of approval thrummed through her chest as an orgasm smashed into the blonde like a train off the rails. Her jaw opened, and an inhuman rasp of pleasure escaped her lips as her green eyes closed tightly shut. 

It was not without reason. Between and below her hips, another pair of hips did reside - massive, two and a half times as wide, and imbued with power unimaginable. Slowly, but unstoppably, they forced a phallic appendage of frightful size into the comparatively tiny blonde. It was gargantuan, and although only the lower half of which was visible from the outside, its diameter alone would have terrified any woman. Slightly larger than the blonde's calf, the massive, dark-grey appendage seemed to slide inexorably into its prey, inch after inch disappearing into the girl. Huge veins crossed its dark surface, standing from the skin and throbbing with tantalizing rhythm as they squeezed through the taut, spread folds of the blonde. The girl's own quim drooled around it, desperately lubricating its advance into her body, and oh did it conquer...

Her belly bulged with the travel of the phallic pillar into her most sacred of depths. Long had it already rested within her womb - this was going deeper, stretching it upward to an impossible degree. It pushed aside and rearranged the girl, organs moving aside as needed, as if under some dark magic hell-bent on claiming the blonde altogether. Her very hips seemed to crackle under the advance of the phallus, bones stretching as if giving birth, delicious, muffled pops of submission as the blonde willingly gave herself to the task at hand. Her clitoral bud was squeezed outward, teased and enlivened by the gliding of the phallic flesh just behind. She felt every vein, every undulation, every banging heartbeat of her mate. She winced as she felt the last several inches of phallus sink into her little body. Her abdomen bulged subtly with the shape of the penetrating column within her. Her womb stretched upward nearly a foot and a half, reshaped entirely, practically an extension of her vaginal sheathe, now all clamped snuggly about a titanic demon cock. This is why she came. This was her purpose. 

The wielder of the cock sat upon an obsidian throne, uneven and rough hewn. Enormous thighs splayed out comfortably, giving the blonde's own legs a place around which to bend and clamp helplessly, as if they might somehow keep her in place. No...two long-fingered hands wrapped around the blonde's thighs ensured that the flaxen-haired devotee would not escape. Enormous breasts provided ample cushion for the blonde to sink into, grey, mountainous and capped with dark nipples, hardened and erect with the monstrosity's own delight. Then, above, atop graceful shoulders, a magenta-eyed visage, classic and elegant. A long, proud nose sloped fetchingly from the face, the vibrant gaze illuminating the skin around it. Above, arcing, twisting horns rose from the creature's temples. In all, it was a staggering site; a petite, large breasted blonde of scarcely five feet, utterly impaled upon a being twice her size. It defied the senses, all logic, and all that was proper, and yet...so it was.

The blonde's orgasm brought her to a climactic shudder, and she tensed again, tightly, as her hands dug into the wrists of the larger being. She cried out as her entire vaginal canal and uterus clamped down upon the demon phallus. She screamed, a harrowingly delicious, high-pitched squeal of ragged delight piercing the calm of the church. From just beneath her clitoral bud, a hot spray of fluid erupted, spattering wetly to the dusty floor beneath her. Rhythmic, steamy expulsions splashed forth until the sweat-covered girl panted and moved as if possessed, her hand fumbling against her own body as if she sought to regain control. Again, the deep, growling moan of approval coursed through her. She knew it was coming...deep down, within her pleasure-addled mind...here it came. 

The enormous monstrosity rotated its hips forward, sliding the precious, final inches of appendage into its prey. Two gargantuan testicles were kissed by torchlight, vaguely illuminated by the warmth. They squeezed against the blonde's soft, sensitive nethers and lurched. So muscular was the contraction that it nearly bounded the girl up, slightly. A sick, gurgling dislodge of fluid sounded through the church, and almost immediately, starting from just below and between the girl's breasts, her entire belly seemed to expand. She screamed, arching and flexing her calves against the wall-like masses of muscle atop which she sat. Boiling nectar lanced upward into her, flooding her uterus entirely and bloating out her fallopian tubes. An ejected spray of white, creamy glazed spilled outward from the joining of her quim and the impaling diameter, it too splattering obnoxiously upon the floor. The blonde's tummy grew with every sickening spurt, all while the girl remained held in place by the dominating figure atop which she was impaled. 

She seemed rigid, as if the length inside her seemed to inhibit movement, utterly controlling her every purpose. Squelching spurt after spurt flowed into the petite girl, boiling outward her smooth, pretty belly into a round, taut pudge that could not go unnoticed...and it didn't slow. It kept growing, despite the visible tension she seemed to enforce upon her pleasure-wracked body. She loosed high, exhausted cries of delight, squeaking with a raspy, cracking voice as tears of joy streaked dark makeup over her cheeks. Emerald orbs stole glances downward at her belly, round and taut. She felt dizzy, almost weightless, and impossibly warm - such was the sheer volume now within her uterus. The demon cock swam in fluid of its own release, still spurting at a hefty rate, expanding and plumping outward the blonde's once smooth tummy. The thumping pump of the cock - each ejaculatory release inflating it to an extent - coursed through the blonde's body, a constant reminder of her guaranteed insemination. She felt her ovaries widen and expand, bloated by the sheer pressure working its way into her every crevice. 

"We are now one, my loyal sweet..." the magenta-eyed monster mewled. The girl's eyes fluttered, every bit of sensation tied up in the cock within her. She breathed deeply, her eyes closing as she submitted to the pumping rhythm of her own impregnation. A warmth swept over her, relaxation and aloof delight seeping into her consciousness. Gradually, her own eyes began to tingle, and for a brief instant...her vision filled with green. Brilliant and luminescent, it filled all that she beheld, until all at once it faded and her vision returned. Throughout the church, not just one lambent set of eyes were visible...now, magenta and green looked out into the room together...