Chapter 6 - Warden's Thickest Hunt [Ero]

Many things were tastier than the salty, sea water and as the huntress had recently learnt, certain things were far saltier and yet - it was the best she could get to wash her mouth with. Perhaps better said, have her mouth thoroughly and forcibly washed while she could do nothing but struggle pointlessly and swallow whatever the tides have brought. Splash after splash, her head would be slammed into the water and submerged, all till scaled myrmidons would declare her clean enough. 

And that would be a long, long while because the Naga beast-handlers weren’t all too keen on what she did a while ago. 

Maiev would glare into those amber-shaded eyes as she would take a mouthful of the tide, carefully and discontently wash her mouth with it and then spit it all out; just so the scaled hand would force her pretty maws underwater to repeat the process. Any other time, she would have their heads already but her belly still was heavy from the sheer amount of nectar she had drank; it made her far too sluggish to do anything but resist for the sake of resisting. 

“Wassh it, softskin.” The naga declared with this coarse, throat voice that even outdid the elf herself. Having little to do, she mostly followed and cleaned her mouth as thoroughly as possible to be done with it; all while her eyes would mostly keep eye contact with her current captor. Neither of them held all too much love for each other but it was more than clear that there needed not be any affection to do what both of them planned on doing. 

Shadowsong’s massive udders was certainly the only other place interesting for the serpent-kind, the Naga carefully observed it every time as they slammed into the water like sacks of potatoes, just to splatter the water in a manner no lesser. Be it the pure chill of the tide or the closeness of this muscled, carved and handsome wretch, it all made her nipples turn harder than stone. 

But then - the dripping skin of the elf, her monstrous rack and the wet hair certainly did a thing on the serpent as well; everytime she would be slammed into the water, she could see the twin erection that lurked beneath the ground. Juicy and on the tint of red with pinkish accents sneaking where it mattered, with the bottom of the shaft being clearly segmented and with this clearly pronounced, sharp tip made to absolutely claim her womb. 

Eventually she was pulled up again and spat all of this salty sea water, which in the end managed to do the impossible and washed out the flavour of spunk from her taste buds. She didn’t know how many times she had to take a mouthful of the current but it certainly numbered in dozens - which was good to know. Before, she wasn’t sure anything could actually get rid of this taste except time. 

Clawed, skull-crushing grasp wrapped around her neck and cut out the flow of air with ease, leaving her entirely at mercy of the Naga. The serpent merely then slipped a finger into her mouth and pulled the cheek to the side, looking inside her mouth as to check whether it was good enough. As far as Maiev went, all she tasted was sea-salt. 

But the Naga wasn't as convinced just yet, slamming her head under the water once more and shaking her to the sides as if she was a muddy piece of cloth. Being treated like a rag was clearly beneath her but then - the sheer fact he had enough strength to do so, that was more than alluring. The sight of his tools kept her going as her lovely maws filled with water anew, just so she could end up above the surface again. 

"Ssswallow, landwalker." She heard and had her mouth covered, as to prevent any spillage. Her eyes, full of this hostile flame, fell onto those of the Naga and found similar spark; although she also come to realize that there really wasn't any other way out of this. For the sake of defiance did she wait a bit before sending all of the seawater down her throat but did so nonetheless. 

"For the throat." She had been promptly informed after doing so, just to then be dragged towards the shore. Her heels were lost somewhere in the wet sand and a good while ago, therefore she had the pleasure of feeling all of the mussels, weeds and rocks beneath her feet. Held by the neck with enough force to snap her like a twig, she couldn't exactly complain, considering the serpent was done playing. 

On the shore, she was unceremoniously pushed between the resting snapdragons and their lowly hanging tools; she had just enough time to regain some balance before the bulky naga choked out the sun with his own massive presence. Shadow was cast over Maiev as she given but a peek into her captor's massive tools, all before feeling as a giant hand ended up on her buttock. 

Pulled closer, just so she could press against the deep-sea dweller, just so her massive breasts could bury his muscled chest. Ancient, innate pillows squeezed between the two as much as possible and then spilled to the sides wonderfully; alike a flood of wondrous, plump flesh. 

Maiev could only twist her expression in a grin as the scaled, serpent jaws spread before her and hissed with force; showing the rows of sharp teeth, the yet peacefully resting but monstrously thick and wide tongue and the deep throat that likely could swallow her partly. Smell of meat and seaweed hit her like a kodo beast and for some reason made her only even more impatient. 

In a defiant response she did the only right thing and trapped both of these giant, Naga tools between her thighs. Her cushiony, soft flesh jailed the heat that likely could warm up entire pools and felt the segmented texture of reptile cocks; tough, thick and so hard she could easily sit on the upper one with ease. 

Which she really would do. 

Her already starved ladyparts spread softly when their seat was but a monstrous piece of dick-meat. Maiev's eyes squinted with hate when she felt the heartbeat pulsating through this grand meat and making her feel as if she sat on a heated rock. 

Nonetheless this retaliation was not enough to prevent her captor from moving both of his hands onto her head and spreading her pretty maws wide open - just to brandish with his own tongue in a heralding manner. The huntress tried resisting but she would rather break her teeth before closing her mouth and as soon as she realized it, she was simply entered. 

Her mouth filled with this monstrous tongue and her jaws stretched as to accommodate all of it; she felt its roughness as it squeezed its way into her. Moonlit eyes widened in surprise, she had not expected to have her maws taken in such a way. 

Yet she felt as her own tongue ended but pressed into a corner of her mouth, making space for the spongy and tender one of the serpent. She was tasted from the inside, her insides explored carelessly and claimed by force - it wasn't even a kiss, the myrmidon merely shoved itself down her head. While it happened, she could merely shiver as saliva began to drip from her chin. Not her saliva. 

A hand landed on the back of head and pressed her even more into the scaled captor, causing the plump front to escape to the sides even more. All while she felt her mouth be completely stuffed with this, almost if beastly tongue. She would utter something and hiss at her violator but in situations such as this, she could only groan or moan - both of which ended absolutely drowned beneath the sound of this invasion. 

Crushed saliva gushed and nasty sounds accompanied the slow slithering of Naga tongue, all as if shoved itself into the elf. It enjoyed her insides, checked every nook and corner and left enough of non-elven saliva for Maiev to swallow for hours to come. And most of his spit didn't even have a chance to get into her, left somewhere around her lips, unable to squeeze through.

She was fed with this Naga tongue and her cheeks began to look like those of a nut-filled squirrel. Space began to run out but the serpent didn't exactly seem to end his invasion; as soon as it was done coiling and curling inside her mouth, it took into her throat. 

Her eyes widened as it crawled deeper into her, blocking off any air passage there could be and claiming her insides even more. Breed me and be done with this wretch… She thought as her mind seemed scarred by this vulgar advancement. … shove it into me and be done with it. Her choking only added to the orchestra of most nasty sounds. 

And yet, her captor merely spread his jaws even futherly and presented his sharp teeth even more, nearly pushing her head between them. A whole lot of his saliva dripped onto her face as the long tongue scoured her throat mercilessly and for reasons she couldn't exactly understand. 

Even so, air began to grow thin and she punched the Naga back a few times - to no effect and to no one's surprise. Her eyes rolled up even more as this sensation was beyond something sane and because not breathing for so long wasn't exactly good for one's consciousness. 

Maiev choked and softly began to fade away, although not allowed to do so. 

Soon, suddenly, as she was on the very edge, the tongue of the beast retreated from her mouth and throat in a single, abrupt move. It slid out of her like a quickly pulled eel and left her strangely empty, void, filled with saliva not of her own. She choked for a while and stared into the serpent’s eyes through all of it, 

By this point her love juices already dripped from the upper tool of his; long enough did it serve as her seat for them to render it even more wet than before. Shiny and glossy to a degree, this cock merely waited to get into her and she wasn't making it any harder - for the most part or at least, as much as it mattered. 

She swallowed deeply as she regained some composure, although with saliva still dripping from her chin and onto the massive, squeezed udders that defined her purpose. It was to be mentioned that none of the spit she gulped was exactly hers but it really didn't matter all that much as it wouldn't be the first time she swallowed another's liquids. 

She nearly growled at the Naga as he pushed her back a little, only so her lower lips could slide alongside his prick and once again feel its texture. It throbbed a little but heavily and soon her love juices dripped from the upper tool onto the lower one, giving it a much deserved shine in certain parts; the morning sun reflected off it as she decided to speak. 

"You wretch, have me blow you and let us be done with this. I do not have the time for you and this fat cock of yours." Maiev's voice declared as she had to embrace the beast, feeling as his clawed grasp moved off her body; at least the upper one as promptly it fell onto her buttcheeks. 

She tugged into the Naga, feeling as his hands dug deep into the tender, fat rear of hers. All to simply squeeze them, all to feel how it adjusted to his touch. Filthy beast… A growl resounded through her mind as this sheer plumpness of her buns spread between his claws, turning redder from the force and forcing her mind to focus on them. "Answer me you…" 

But her sentence wouldn't come to be as her ancient behind was spread, unceremoniously pulled to the sides by the hands of her scaled captor. Separated to their absolute extent, her ass cheeks no longer could hide her tighter entrance - this well used, round asshole that now stood exposed to the world and kissed by cold, watery breeze. 

It tensed as her mind turned suddenly foggy, clouded by the sensation of her rear being handled without any mercy and treated like some toy for the Naga to check his strength with. It was a timeless while that followed, one in which she could only hear her own whine. 

But eventually it ended and her buns were allowed to meet again and cover the most needy little asshole; all so she could shiver and take a deep breath, exhaling hot air into the muscled chest of her tormentor. "You… filth." She only managed to utter between her attempts to inhale. 

All of it so she could be simply licked across the face and then thrown into the ground. She met the sand with a loud thud, as if she was but a wet rag; huntressly back spread across the beach and head hit quartzy sand with force. Maiev growled a little and then felt as heavy hands wrapped around her hips, all so they could be pulled up and force her lower half to perfectly lie on the level of his hips. 

Surrounding snapdragons looked at her curiously but she was all too focused on her captor to whom her ladyparts were presented perfectly - overflowing and eager. "Scaled filth, you aim for my womb?" This bastard will have me knocked up no doubt. Something has to be done or else I'll end up with a belly. "Afraid of my mouth?!" 

These tangerine eyes fell onto her with some sort of discontent spark in them and soon the tip of his tail wrapped around her neck. Huntress Shadowsong felt as her head was pulled up and then slammed down with force; deep ringing soon resounded between her long, slick ears. 

"Sssilence." She was ordered simply and groaned whilst something heavy smacked against her ancient, elven cunt. A shiver went down the softly absent elf amidst her learning  of the sheer heat that the serpent's tool brought with itself; the warmth, the moisture and the weight that declared just how much of a giant cock-slab it was. 

The Naga handler hissed and rubbed against her, covering his shaft in her juices and granting it this beautiful shine; making it twice as glossy as it was and nothing but a look of some delicate, slick but monstrous dick. From this sheer traction her entire bottom shook madly, putting the whole body into motion and sending colossal udders into a somewhat hypnotizing motion. 

It took Maiev a longer time to return to her consciousness, her eyes regained the shine of mental presence and then, all as she wanted to look up at the beast - then she suddenly clenched her teeth. A wet, wondrously obscene noise followed and accompanied the motion of a dick making its way into a hole way too small. 

Her lower lips spread and wrapped around it, first the sharp and imperfect tip and then, around the gradually increasing shaft; making the elf feel each segmented piece of the bottom of his cock. They simply spread her, found but a tiny bit of resistance with each ever-growing bump and then rammed further. 

Naturally, there wasn't enough space for even one of his tools. 

So those deeply painted, handjob-attuned nails dug into the sand and left proper, wolf-worthy claw marks - all so a beautiful bulge could grow on the purple belly, all so her insides could helplessly lose their one-sided battle and perfectly attune themselves to the prick of deep-dwelling, cursed brute. All in the name of the Old Gods. 

And his clawed hands wrapped around her hips and held her like a doll, pulling this tender, slut-born body onto a meat clearly unfit for it. Yet, scales myrmidons weren't as mindless as one would think and enjoyed the squealing of their prey - so he did it slowly, with time to spare and with passion to have. He watched as his prick gradually ruined her hole in the most visual of ways; with this stretch that was to be seen from a distance. 

Sharp eyes glared as flesh adjusted itself; so weak and yet so flexible, a point where he pulled upwards a little and forced yet another groan-growl out of the elf. But so, he could see his very shapes through her skin, the edges of a reptile meat. Seemingly not allowed by common sense and yet, so captivating to see. 

Maiev kept clawing the ground with clenched teeth, her insides stood used as some sort of a toy - to be reshaped and played with, regardless of what she felt. Thankfully so, pain and pleasure were one by this point; her body suffered much and enjoyed twice that knowing no difference. 

The moonlit eyes widened even more in shock as she felt this monstrous, pinkish slab of cock-meat move even further. Her inner walls tightened in some futile attempt to halt it and yet, they could only give in and become rammed with this wet, obscene cacophony of sounds. 

Inch by inch it slid further, eventually kissing her womb and sending a shiver across the shapely body. "Hold here you wretch, that's my wom-" She could only arch as her sentence wouldn't meet its proper end, all because the serpent didn't care if it was her womb or not - he simply kept going. 

And so, this sharp tip soon got into this thousands of years old womb, spread its entrance and then made the way for ever growing shaft. A slow advance, made to enjoy the sight of slowly rolling up, moonlit eyes and the sensation of an ancient, carefully carved out body of a Warden, going limp. 

Only a hiss followed as the Naga felt the back of her womb, pressing against it with sweetest satisfaction and then, obviously, stretching it with passion. Soon it became but a part of this obscene bulge, the very sharp tip of a deep-sea cock ruining its backwall.

And so, soon most of this fat, reptile cock made its way into the elf; all while it's upper twin hung above as some sort of example, allowing one to compare it with what could be seen through the thinly stretched, elven belly. 

The Naga stared at his creation just for a while, paying but a peek into the mess-faced, drooling elf with saliva bubbles escaping from her mouth. Dissatisfied a little, he thrusted a little more and allowed Maiev's lower lips to take the shape of his thickest shaft point. But it worked, his meat could be perfectly seen through this ancient, fuck-made flesh. 

The sharp tip, the start of segmented bottom, the bumps and the dents - everything wondrously seeable in this monstrous bulge. It was but a show and he was but an author; molding the night elven body into a little, perfectly fit breeder bitch. 

So, when she was stretched just perfectly, he pulled out; gradually and with passion. Inch by inch and with the wonderful noise of wet, overflowing ladyparts being left empty. Love juices spilled and dripped down onto the sand, both from her and his prick. 

When it was done, he stared at the bulge that remained partially; not fully and with all the detail but yet - it still was there. Soon to be pounded into something permanent which would hold nothing but the reptile cock, one that would fill it over and over, till she would breed no more. Much like it was with all the Kaldorei and other lesser races. 

Surface dwellers were but breeders, born to serve and make offspring. 

"Enjoy." He hissed with malice. 

Maiev's fat asscheeks wiggled in all of their obscene size as her new master slammed into her with mad force; her udders swung back from the sheer strength and nearly hit her very chin. She made some sound, perhaps it was a curse or perhaps a simple groan, no one would know. 

All in the response to her insides being pounded, in the response of her womb being absolutely rammed and reshaped to fit the reptile cock. And it all gushed again when the rich amount of Naga precum, previously allowed to leak inside, was merely smashed inside the huntress's body, spread across her inner walls. 

Given the very location, perhaps already enough to knock her up. 

But not enough to set this beautiful, dick-shaped bulge in stone. A second slam soon followed, causing Maiev's mind to feel as if it itself was slapped with a massive, reptile piece of prick. For the moments of these thrusts, she did feel her as consciousness was reduced to nothing but the lower set of lips, bumping against growing segments of Naga shaft and stretching around his shaft. 

More soon came to be, slam after slam of the ancient ladyparts; it was a sheer ruining of a hole that remained pure for thousands of years, all to now serve anything and anyone. Before the fat buttocks could stop wiggling from one hit, another already came. Her udders would keep bouncing no less, massive and so obscene in size that it felt almost right for Maiev to become nothing but a cumdump. 

Groaning, moaning, she kept moving back and forth on the beach. With her hips raised and held by clawed hands, she had no control nor anything to say about who she would be or what she would do - she was but property to the cursed reptile and would serve him as he wanted. 

Her legs swung softly, limp and beyond control and her hands but twitched, no longer even capable of clawing the sand beneath. It all was but crowned by the sound of a pounded, elven cunt, all while it's owner had drool escaping from her mouth. 

The surrounding Snapdragons finally took more attention of the violated huntress, nearing her and curiously watching the messed up expression and her bouncing, juicy udders. As her bulge became wondrously solid and wouldn't break even when the cock left her body, one of them spread its jaws and chomped at her breast. 

Maiev let out but a whine when sharp teeth bit her nipple and then pulled up, stretching the entire udder of hers like a toy. Another deep-sea hound followed into fray and soon caught her other fat pillow, just to dig these fangs into sensitive flesh; not breaking through it but tormenting stiff nipples without mercy. 

And so she lied on the beach, her udders tortured and her womb molded into the shape of a cock, naked wholly and with nothing but an absolute mess of an expression as if she was nothing but a beast herself. The Warden could only whine while the Naga and his pets toyed with her body. 

All before a final thrust was made and sent her eyes as up as it was possible. With a loud, wet smack, her insides filled with nothing but cock and the bulge, bulge that would set her as nothing but a Naga breeder, was set in stone. 

Her hands twitched and body tensed, right before an avalanche of white, fertile seed filled her womb to the brink and then, as no more space was there, escaped through her cunt. A loud hiss followed as the beast emptied himself into the once legendary Warden and dumped buckets of spunk into her body. 

It spilled and dripped down, dirtied the entire area of her mercilessly pounded and ruined ladyparts and then fell into the sand. This monstrous slab of reptile dick was held inside her for just a while more, releasing the remnants of his load in a few bursts and ensuring she'll be knocked up like a bunny. 

As one tool came, the other did too and splattered white strings and pools of jizz all over the muscled belly, then around the stretched udders that were pulled to the sides with force. No different to as if the Snapdragons played tug of war with the elven body. 

But a tiny amount reached Maiev's messy face, although she wouldn't know - as if gone, she had her mind absolutely dicked and violated no less than her body. Many hours would pass before she would come back to the living. 

Only after the last bit of seed was pumped into the ancient womb did he pull out, unveiling the shiny, love juice and spunk stained cock. A whole lot of thick white spilled afterwards but the deed was done and the elf heavier than before. 

Rest of the morning would continue as planned - Couatl spunk would be stored for further use and then the Naga would return to their land, between the cock-worshipping slaves and oath-sworn cumdumps. 

And this time, they would return with a new doll to play with. 



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