Chapter 2 - Turned

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Lyralei had no more tears as she watched her lover, Traxex, eagerly bounce her thick ass backwards against the demon behind her, his cock shaping her depths to its meaty shape. Traxex moaned around the second red-skinned demon pushing his cock into her mouth from the other end, and rather than resist, Traxex wrapped her tongue around the member and slurped up and down the fat dick. 
 
Windrunner’s eyes were dry, puffy, and red. She’d all but given up and the sadness was being replaced with a void, an emptiness, something she’d never known.
 
As if on cue, the ringleader of the demons, Zedrios, or “Zed,” taps Lyralei on the shoulder and says, “You’ll be up soon, Windslut. Check out our newest arrival.”
 
Lyralei was afraid to look, that she might see yet another one of her friends. Instead, she saw a woman she never got along with… The infamous Phantom Assassin, Mortred, being carried in. Stripped of her infamous blade and even her throwing daggers, the agile warrior is thrown unceremoniously onto the ground only twenty feet away from Lyralei.
 
The demons quickly untie their loincloths and Mortred, anything but broken, rises upward and shouts, “Away, foul creatures!”
 
She throws a haymaker at the groin of the nearest demon. Her out stretched arm is grabbed mid-swing by another nearby demon.
 
“I’ll kill you al- mmmf!”
 
A dirty cloth is wrapped around her mouth, preventing any more vocal protests.
 
Zed shouts, “She’s a feisty one. Shred her clothing. Bind her. She’ll learn, just like the others.”
 
The demons collectively tear off every piece of Mortred’s clothing. The loud shredding of steel and wool alike would be heard throughout the cavern, if not for the much louder activities of an ongoing orgy. 
 
Mortred is quickly left bare and her hands are tied behind her back, leaving her completely exposed to the dozen horny red-skinned warriors around her. 
An eager demon pushes Mortred against the wall and grabs her by the hips. He pulls her out, leaving only her face in contact with the cold stone. Mortred’s muffled, angry, protests are nothing compared to this warrior’s mounting sexual desire.
 
The demon grins as he observes the body of a dedicated warrior. Nothing but tone across her fine, bluish physique. Her tits were ample, though not as big as Traxex’s or Lina’s, still something impressive to behold as they sway beneath her.
 
The warrior lines up his thick, red, cock with her pussy and pushes it in. Mortred screams into the gag from the pain of being stretched more than ever before. She can hardly believe its size as she looks between her legs to see the monstrous member disappearing into her vagina.
 
Mostly for his own enjoyment, the creature takes the first few thrusts incredibly slow, enjoying every tight crevice of her pussy. He groans, “Damn, sure she’s not a virgin?”
 
A nearby demon says, “Who knows. Who cares? Just hurry up and fuck her. She’ll be like the rest soon enough.”
 
A few of them chuckle and the demon currently enjoying Mortred’s pussy takes the hint.
 
“Alright, here we go. Take it all, slut.”
 
The demon thrusts in quickly, hilting his cock until his big balls touch her skin. Mortred’s eyes swell with tears. The pain is passing, but the pain of defeat, of submission, is only starting. Her pussy, rather than reject the invader, was moistening to the big shaft conquering her most private place.
 
A second fast thrust follows, as the warrior picks up the pace with the newest toy. Mortred turns her face, no longer desiring to watch the penetration, and looks toward the ground, trying to block out the entire situation. Acknowledging it was only breaking her faster.
 
Lyralei’s attention is drawn from Mortred’s violation by a Zed clearing his throat. The Windrunner looks up and sees his breeches are removed, exposing a massive 15 inch member with as much thickness, if not more, than any demon in the room.
 
He was a slightly brighter hue of red than the others and the light in the cavern almost made his member look shiny.
 
The cock was less than a foot from Windrunner’s face and she could smell its strong musk easily. She could even feel the heat of it.
 
“You know what to do, wind-slut.”
 
Lyralei shakes her head, “Why the fuck would I do that?”
 
“Do you remember what I said about your girlfriend?”
 
“I don’t care. Have every demon in a hundred miles fuck her.”
 
Reluctantly, she glances over at Traxex again. She’d switched positions. The Drow Ranger was on one of the demons’ laps, facing him, and with hands firmly planted on his muscular chest. She’s bouncing up and down on his cock as she continues to work over the second demon’s dick like it was her life’s duty, slobbering and coating it in her saliva, mixed with his precum. Her ass ripples and her tits bounce as she takes every inch of the red demon member into her pussy again and again.
 
Lyralei looks to the floor and says, “I’m… I’m done.”
 
Zed laughs, “Done? Nonsense. You saw Tresdin. Lina. Soon, even Mortred will be the same. This is your place, Lyralei. Breeding us new soldiers.”
 
“You won’t get me to do anything like that.”
 
“Fine, I won’t force you, you’re a classy slut, not like Traxex or Mortred.”
 
He yanks Lyralei up into a standing position and with a soft kick to her ankles, he spreads her legs. His hands quickly find purchase against her pussy and his skillful fingers locate her clit right away.
 
Windrunner gasps and blushes, “Fuck off!”
 
“My, you’re so aroused by all this. Don’t worry, my men can’t wait to get at you.”
 
Lyralei cursed under her breath. Her pussy was incredibly moist and his index finger has no problem parting her folds and sliding into her. She bites her lip and holds back her shame. The same shame Traxex endured not long ago, and quickly broke under.
 
Not me. I’m stronger than Traxex. Than Tresdin. Than Lina.
 
Zed’s other hand slides up her porcelain skin to her ample breasts. He grasps one from underneath, shifting the weight of her left breast to his large palm. He gives a firm squeeze and runs his red thumb over her pink erect nipple.
 
“You’re a… evil shit… you know that?”
 
“If you’re not enjoying this, then why are you panting and out of breath, Windrunner?”
 
A second finger pushes into her cunt and Lyralei gasps, as her legs almost buckle underneath her. She’d never understood the importance of size until this moment. His fingers were much bigger than anything Traxex had ever used on her.
 
She’s reminded of his large phallus as she feels it slap between her ass cheeks and Zed slides his cock up and down her backside. The size alone was enough to touch her lower back from the lowest point of his grinding. It was a meaty scepter for a corrupt king.
 
After a few minutes of gentle and skillful foreplay, Zed’s hand moves from her breast to her chin and he forces her to face Traxex’s ordeal. 
 
“Watch.”
 
The warrior hilts his cock into Traxex’s throat and she squeezes her lips around his member as he reaches orgasm. She feels the copious load blast into her mouth and she coos in pleasure, enjoying the taste of every drop rolling over her tongue and down her throat.
 
It takes almost a full minute for the demon’s huge orgasm to subside, but once done, he yanks his half-hard member from Drow’s eager mouth.
 
She smiles and says, “Tasty. I’ll need more soon… So get it hard again.”
 
The demon, not really appreciating the command, slaps his huge softening cock against her cheek and she winks back.
 
Now completely focused on the demon underneath her, Traxex tries to take full control, but doesn’t get that. The demon pounding her pussy grabs her arms and holds them behind her back, forcing Drow to face plant into his muscular, sweaty, chest. Her own body was covered in sweat and strands of her silver hair were mattered to her cheek and forehead.
 
Traxex gasps, “Oh, gods… Just keep fucking me!”
 
The warrior does just that. He thrusts up into the eager Drow’s cunt with reckless abandon. Her body rippled through a constant series of mini-orgasms. Every other thrust was met with her clenching, sopping, pussy. Wet squelches and smacking flesh highlighted the ranger’s own moans of ecstasy.
 
“You’re a fucking monster, don’t stop until you cum!”
 
The demon sucks on her neck, eliciting a high-pitched squeal from Traxex.
 
“What about that other whore? Lyralei?”
 
Drow shakes her head, “I want dick, now and forever.”
 
He chuckles, “She will too. Soon.”
 
Lyralei closes her eyes, as Zedrios’ slides a third finger into her cunt, all too eager to receive an answer to her building, albeit shameful, lust. 
 
Lyralei whimpers, “Just… just do it already. Fuck me and get it over with. You’re so convinced I’ll be hooked.”
 
Zedrios whispers, “Good girl.”
 
He spins her around and to Windrunner’s surprise, his lips press against hers. It’s a forced kiss, at first. Lyralei awkwardly holds still, on her last vestige of resistance, but when she feels his tongue press for entry, she gives in.
 
Her lips part and allow Zedrios’ tongue entry. He quickly meets her own tongue with his, wrestling with it in every direction. His hands travel down to her bare, pale, ass and give it a firm squeeze. 
 
Lyralei moans into the kiss as his hands work over her ass and travel across her body, the passion rising as quickly as it started.
 
Zed stops the kiss briefly and Lyralei can’t help but appreciate him for a split moment. Many of the demons were ugly, or ‘manly’ at best, but Zed was handsome, even princely, in his high cheekbones and lean physique. 
 
She sighs and says, “What?”
 
Zed grins, “On your knees.”
 
He presses on her shoulders and Lyralei, having lost hope, drops without any resistance. The cock was in front of her once again, where it was but a few minutes ago, and she slowly reaches up to grip the meat tower from the base. She suddenly realizes how truly big it is. Her fingers cannot quite meet around the shaft. The tip, much darker than the rest, throbs with an eagerness.
 
This thing is so hard for me? Well, it’d be rude not to now, right?
Lyralei opens her mouth and suckles on the head rather lovingly. Unlike the sloppy blowjob Traxex gave, the Windrunner sucks and licks around the tip of the demon leader carefully and caringly.
 
Desiring to see her face, Zed grabs her hair and holds it in a small ponytail behind her as she bobs on the first 3 inches of his cock.
 
“By the hells… your romance with cock has only just begun, and yet, you have such a strong desire to please. You may be a slut, like all women Lyralei, but you may yet be the Queen of Sluts.”
 
Lyralei mumbles in response, something incoherent, due to the cock in her mouth.
 
The redhead moves her hand up and down the rest of the meaty shaft. She takes more of his cock into her mouth, a few more inches, getting closer to half of the kingly dick. 
 
Her green eyes look up and meet his and he merely shrugs.
 
“Figure it out. You’re a hard worker.”
 
Lyralei puts her other hand around the shaft and strokes it with both hands as she slowly works more of the massive cock down her throat.
 
That’s it, I have to catch the back of my throat.
 
She bends her neck up slightly and pushes her head forward. The dick moves past her tongue and down her throat, causing it to slightly bulge. Lyralei nearly hilts the meaty beast then and there, but comes a few inches short before her eyes water and she gags.
 
The Windrunner yanks herself off and coughs up spit and precum onto her tits. 
 
Zed pats her head like a dog, “Nice try. Let’s move on, shall we?”
 
Lyralei nods, her arousal resembling Traxex levels. The taste of the cock was otherworldly. Something about it made her hungry, aroused, and the desire to fuck was greater than ever. 
 
Some demon curse is at work. Some magic. Fuck, it’s too late anyway. Traxex got hers. I’m getting mine.
 
Zed sits down against the stone cavern wall, underneath one of the torch sconces and pats his lap.
 
Lyralei, needing no further instruction, crawls over on all fours until her hips are over his pelvis. She tries to slide the huge member into her pussy, stretched out earlier by his fingers, but has little luck due to its length. The Windrunner curses and stands up.
 
“This fucker is huge, you know that?”
 
Zed says, “Hurry up. You’ll never want anything else once it’s inside.”
 
Lyralei laughs, “Uh huh.”
 
Windrunner slowly crouches down to a sitting position with the cock aimed like a missile at her vaginal entrance. She takes it slow, having never taken anything before. 
 
She watches in open mouth surprise as inch by meaty inch slides into her pussy. She can hardly believe it and Lyralei’s entire body shudders when she feels his testicles touch her ass.
 
“By the gods… I fit a log inside my… my pussy.”
 
He grabs her chin and meets her eyes.
 
“It’s your breeding hole. Say it.”
 
Windranger mutters, “Y-Yes… my breeding hole.”
He grins, “Now, get going.”
 
Lyralei nods and wraps her arms around his neck. She uses her knees and hips to lift herself up and down on about half the cock, never getting anywhere close to fully withdrawing.
 
The thrusting is slow at first and she gasps and whimpers every time it’s sheathed inside of her completely. Her entire body and psyche couldn’t handle such pleasure so soon after getting her heartbroken. Part of her was rewiring for the pleasure infiltrating her very soul.
 
Rather than take it slow, she wants it all.
 
Lyralei glances at Traxex and tries to ride Zed’s cock faster, better, than the pounding Traxex is getting. 
 
Zed grits his teeth and says, “You red-headed slut, you’re going to make me cum far too soon.”
 
Lyralei turns her head back to him and says, “Man up, then.”


Zed shoves her to the floor onto her back and quickly dives between her legs. He grabs her ankles and forces Lyralei’s knees against her large porcelain tits.
 
The demon leader wastes no time in shoving his cock back into his eager cum receptacle. 
 
Lyralei cries out, “Yes! Much fucking better, asshole!”
 
Her pussy grips his cock with extraordinary tightness. With every thrust, her vaginal lips visibly grip the cock, all too happy to keep the meat tower exactly where it belongs. 
 
Suddenly, Traxex is dropped next to Lyralei, the warrior having filled her pussy with yet another big load. Drow Ranger opens her eyes sleepily and meets the familiar green irises of Lyralei. Seeing her this close brought up a pang of guilt.
 
She mutters, “Sorry, Lyra. I…”
 
Lyralei shakes her head, her whole body bouncing back against Zed’s thrusts.
 
“It’s… fine… you slut. I have a dick now. Bigger than the ones you had.”
 
Traxex glances down and her eyes go slightly wide at the massive shaft violating her precious Lyra.
 
“That’s… not fair.”
 
Lyralei smirks, “Too bad… huh?”
 
Traxex, regaining a surge of energy, stands up and says, “I’ll fuck every demon in this room you stupid green whore.”
 
Drow Ranger yells, “Boys! Big Tits! Big Ass! Right here! Fuck me.”
 
Warriors quickly walk over to Traxex, more than a dozen. It doesn’t take long for one to pick her up, and slam his cock into her anal opening. The Drow Ranger moans out but is given no time for reprieve as another takes the opening from her front and thrusts a fat red cock into her semen-dripping pussy.
 
“God damn, you work fast. Now, show that dumb ginger skank what she’s missing!”
 
The demons chuckle as many of them circle Traxex as she’s plowed from both ends. Her breasts bounce in a pendulous fashion. The demon behind her squeezes her fat tits with an eager, unbridled lust, inspired by the horny Drow taking his cock. 
 
Traxex’s melons are kneaded and even smacked a few times by the eager demons around her.
 
Her words and moans become jumbled and incoherent as the demons breed her one after another.
 
Lyralei is focused on the single huge cock plowing her pussy repeatedly. She’s now holding her own ankles by her head, giving the leader full range and power to fuck her to oblivion.
“Tell me, Wind-slut, do you deserve my cum in your breeding hole?”
 
Rather than form words, Lyralei gives several quick nods.
 
“Say it, then. Ask nicely.”
 
“Please, please, cum in my pussy.”
 
He slaps her face, leaving a red mark.
 
“What did I say earlier? Are you that dumb?”
 
“Please, please, cum in my breeding hole. It’s all I’m good for now, thanks to stupid Trax.”
 
He gives several long, languid strokes. Seemingly pleased by her words, he grunts and hilts his dick for one final penetration of her inner depths.
 
The warmth fills Lyralei quickly. She closes her eyes and throws her head back as the ecstatic feeling of demon jizz breeding her womb is too much to handle. Her pussy clamps down and she squirts fem juices all over his cock as it pumps seed inside of her.
 
Her love tunnel clamps down several times, and continues to do so for more than a full minute. When the orgasm finally passes, she opens her eyes and looks down to see Zed had left. She never noticed him withdraw, and to her shock, her pussy is gaping and pouring his jizz out onto the floor.
 
Lyralei glances over to see Traxex’ state. She was currently held in the air between four demons, two fat cocks shoved into her ass and two in her pussy. Her skin was covered in minor scratch marks and her body glistened from the spit and precum that’d splashed against her skin and since been rubbed in or dried.
 
Her pussy was practically pouring seed. Every load must’ve either gone in her throat, or her cunt, Lyralei figures.
 
Oh, right… Breeding hole, not cunt.
 
To the Windrunner’s shock, Traxex’s belly was bulging. She could already be pregnant, and it was pretty likely. Her stomach could be in its second trimester, and the demon crowd around her was only growing.
 
A strong squeeze from one of the demon’s on Drow Ranger’s thick tits causes a squirt of milk.
 
Lyralei laughs, “Seriously? Holy shit, Trax. You’re gonna be one fat slut, really fast.”
 
Traxex ignores her completely, oblivious to anything and everything as dick becomes her world. She’s held in the air as four dicks alternate thrusting in her ass and pussy, long since ruined by all the copious fucking.
 
Lyralei looks around and suddenly sees more new arrivals. She recognizes them as Luna and Rylai. It was no concern to Windrunner, however.
 
She shrugs and stands up. Lyralei stretches her arms over her head and says, “Alright, who wants to breed me next?”
 
*
 
Had it been months? Or years? It was a mystery. Time in these lust-filled caverns was virtually irrelevant. The demons’ seed seem to nourish the women in a way that they were never hungry or thirsty. On top of that, they certainly had all the entertainment they could handle.
 
Zedrios no longer wasted his time in the tunnels beneath the Earth. He waged war, conquered towns, and sent female captives worth breeding to the caverns, so that more strong soldiers could come forth in a mere few weeks’ time.
 
As he looked over his most recent victory, a town in flames and burning to the ground, a warrior approaches him. Though he was also of questionable, otherworldly nature, he was a warlord like Zedrios. He wore dark armor and rode astride a pale steed.
 
Zed says, “Abaddon. I hope you enjoyed your time with us.”
 
Abaddon gives no regard and says, “Your armies are ferocious. The gold was not something I needed, but it was worthwhile to see your legion in action.”
 
“I am no warrior, as you know. I am merely… a leader.”
 
“How did you amass such a force?”
 
Zed grins, “Shall I show you?”
 
*
 
The caverns were louder than ever. Moans echoed throughout the tunnels for miles underneath the forest. It was infamous, at this point. It was no secret what occurred here, an unholy place for demons to violently rape captives for hours.
 
Zed led his newest champion, Abaddon, through the despoiled complex. He pointed out a few choice ‘breeders.’
 
“Here, we have the illustrious Tresdin. As you can imagine, she has given us many fine soldiers.”
 
Abaddon lacked emotion, but the Legion Commander was a shameful sight indeed. She wasn’t shackled to the wall, as that would imply they needed to force her to stay. Noble Tresdin looked 9 months pregnant, her tits massive after so many pregnancies, and her nipples leaked milk as the two stood and observed her.
 
Abaddon says, “Tresdin. Why do you stay?”
 
The commander opens her eyes and says, “Huh? Oh indeed, that is me…”
 
She giggles, “I don’t know. Fun?”
 
At that moment, a few Demons doing ‘the rounds’ approach Tresdin and dangle their cocks infront of her mouth. Tresdin smacks her lips together and says, “Yummy, dinner already?”
 
Zed says, “If you’ll follow me, I’d like to show you my personal favorites.”
 
Abaddon nods and follows the demon leader. Though his emotions had left with his mortal coil, the unholy knight felt the briefest glimmer of pity for Tresdin as she sucked on one cock while another setup behind her to pound her pussy once more into orgasm.
 
Zedrios leads Abaddon past several other warriors of note. All are similarly bloated to Tresdin. Mortred is surrounded by a dozen Demons shoving cocks into her face. Rylai is likely to birth any moment, but that didn’t stop them from pounding her ass like a dog.
 
After passing by several empty chambers, the two finally arrive in a much larger room. In the center of dozens of demons is Traxex and Lyralei, infamous Rangers who used to be enemies. It was rumored they were lovers, but Abaddon had never heard anything else after that.
 
“They are my masterpieces. The dumb sluts back in the hall are addicted to cock, but these two… they’ve turned their addiction into a ‘noble life purpose.’”
 
Abaddon, rather than try to decipher the cryptic description, observes the two in action.
 
Traxex was completely naked. Her tits had grown several sized to accommodate the milk constantly filling her tits. Her belly was large, implying an impending birth like all of the other women.
 
She idly stroked two nearby demons cocks as she instructed a few others in archery. They were shooting at wooden targets set up along the stone wall.
 
“No, not like that… Are you even one of mine?”
 
The demon grunts, “Of course, mother!”
 
She smirks, “At least you’re good at fucking. You need to get better at… mmmm… Archery!”
 
Traxex is pushed against the wall by an impatient son and he wastes no time in sliding his large member into her pussy, which always seem to be wet and eager these days.
 
“Now… fuck, good job, keep going hard like that… Erm, I mean, as to the archery. You need to take your time…. Work up to the speed. You’ve got the natural talent… I gave it to you after all… Oh fuck, cumming!”
 
Traxex squirts all over her demon son’s cock as it plows her pussy. These fully grown demons seemed to casually take advantage of their busty, naked, Drow mother.
 
A nearby moan catches Abaddon’s eyes and he focuses on Lyralei.
 
“Okay, fine! Break time. At least get me two… Fuck, perfect, good boys.”
 
Lyralei is planted on a demon’s lap, his cock hilted into her ass. Equally naked and bloated with pregnancy, her tits have shown tremendous growth, now nearly identical to Traxex’s in sheer size. She faces away from what is either her, or Traxex’s, son as he pushes his dick slowly in and out of her rectum.
 
A second cock is setting up to push into her mouth, as Lyralei had just asked for, but she grabs it by the base and points the fat member away from her face.
 
“Now, hold on. Remember boys, teamwork is important. If you don’t work together, you’ll die out there. And what does dying mean?”
 
The demons around her respond in near unison.
 
“Less cocks for mom, no more pussy for us!”
 
She nods, a smile on her face, “That’s right.”
 
Lyralei lets go of her son’s cock and lets him plunge it into her mouth and down her throat. 
 
After this escalation, the demons quickly lose sight of their training and circle the two rangers, dicks in hand. Within minutes, Traxex and Lyralei are made air-tight, with dicks in their mouths, ass, and pussy at the same time. An ambitious few wrestle their way between the mass of bodies to earn a few supple titty fucks.
 
Traxex’s fat pale blue tits are squeezed together around the red cock. She can only groan and moan in unadulterated pleasure from her other holes being filled. With every breast squeeze, her large melons squirt milk out in streams.
 
Lyralei’s own tits quickly get attacked by mouths. Her boys alternate suckling out her delicious milk, but even after a full rotation of every demon in the room, her massive jugs seem no smaller in size.
 
Abaddon lets out a throaty laugh, showing actual emotion for the first time in an age.
 
Zed says, “Like what you see?”
 
He shakes his head, “This is despicable. Horrendous. Despoiling and disgusting to an ultimate degree.”
 
Abaddon turns to the demon commander and says, “Show me more.”
 
The two converse as they walk down the hall, about future conquests and campaigns, as Windrunner and Drow Ranger are left smiling, the only thing awaiting them was an oblivion of sex, birth, and milking…
 