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Ballad
The Ballad of Gaile and Zhed

ACT I CHAPTER I SUBSTORY I Zhed Shadowhoof entered his small apartment and sat his briefcase down on the sofa. It had been a long day, and he needed a drink. He galloped his way to the kitchen, pulled out a bottle of wine and poured it in a glass. He wiped off his horse-shoes and walked back to his bedroom. Zhed opened the door, and looking up saw Gaile Gray dressed in black lingerie lying on the bed fingering herself. The room was alight with scented candles.

"Unhhhnh unhhhhhhh, come on baby" she beckoned.

Zhed realised now that it was their anniversary. He sat his wine glass down on the armoire, and paced his way to the bed. His dick was slowly becoming hideously erect. Gaile was still on the bed, fingering herself while her legs writhed in pleasure. Zhed bent down and licked her cloven hooves, moving his tongue slowly up to her giant horse vagina. He pleasured her with his tongue for a few moments until his giant veiny cock became fully erect, at which point he mounted her. He did not insert his penis, instead he teased her, tickling her netherregions and building up to the moment of penetration.

Before Zhed could plunge his penis into Gaile's equine pussy, there was a ring at the doorbell. Gaile neighed, signaling Zhed to answer the door. Dismounting his mate, Zhed angrily stomped to the door. He was not fond of being interrupted during his lovemaking.

He peered out of the peephole, only to see General Morgahn.

"What do you want Morgahn?" Zhed yelled through the door vehemently. "Special delivery for Gaile Gray." Zhed opened the door. "Sign here please" General Morgahn said, as he ripped open his shirt and dropped his trousers, revealing his hairy chest and pubic area.

"Zhed, come back in here and bring my present with you!" Gaile yelled from the bedroom.

Zhed realised what his sweet had gotten him, and trotted back to the bedroom. Morgahn skipped along behind Zhed, happy as a clam, for he enjoyed his work.

Zhed stopped at the foot of the bed, but Morgahn leaped at full speed and penetrated Gaile, all in one motion. She screamed with pleasure, as Morgahn forcefully rammed his firm cock into her pussy. Zhed jumped on the bed and rammed his penis into Morgahn's surprisingly elastic ass. Morgahn let out a muffled moan as Zhed's cock erupted from his mouth, and into Gaile's mouth. Gaile began to suck furiously. Morgahn quickly passed out, but Zhed operated him like a puppet. He fucked Gaile with Morgahn's penis as she sucked his feces covered dick. Zhed's cock erupted like Mount St. Helens, and a pyroclastic flow of semen flowed out of him, filling Gaile's mouth and overflowing onto the bed.

As Zhed's cock slowly became flaccid, it began to work it's way out of the General. Morgahn awoke with Zhed's genitalia slowly seeping it's way out of his intestines.

Morgahn slid off of Zhed's cock, and sang a lullaby, sending Zhed and Gaile off into a deep slumber.

Rurik
Your mom arrived home early to find the house filled with liquid hot magma. He knew tubgirl's smell well and it put a smile on his face to think that a foul shitty liquid could be spraying from for Rurik's anus to. However something was amis and Rurik soon realized there were the grunting of multiple voices. At first Rurik assumed that Thom or Argo had cum over a small boy, but he realized that these grunts were not from either of the burly men.

Rurik rounded the corner into the livingroom and could not believe what lay before his eyes. Koss was naked, his arms crossed, and Melonni was down on all fours with her head in Koss' lap slurping on his Elonan anaconda.

Rurik paused in shock, "What, what is going on?" Rurik couldn't believe it. Melonni was Koss' beard, just like Hala was Argo's and the late Althea was Rurik's. This hit Rurik harder than one of Thom's wild blows.

Koss sat staunch like a statue and looked up at Rurik as he spoke, "I understand your shock, but please listen and bear with me." As he spoke Melonni looked up from her slurping. Precum dribbled down Koss' engorged member. She gave a glowing gaze at Rurik and yanked the black hair on Koss' satchel stretching it further than Rurik had ever seen and a shower of Koss' white dye erupted and rained down on Melonni. "Please Rurik just relax and this special night I have for you."

Rurik felt hands moving up his midsection and massaging his nipples, now rock hard. He didn't know who it was but they were very good feeling their way through. He turned around and it was Kormir. Before he could say anything she had slipped out the royal member and began sliding her tongue between Rurik's penis and foreskin before sliding it back revealing the prince's crown. Rurik was disappointed. Kormir was good, but unfortunately no woman knew how to properly give a blow job and she was no exception.

Rurik looked up at Koss who had his tongue deep within Melonni's ass while she grinded Koss' embossed spear beneith her heel. Koss removed his tongue, "Go ahead Rurik, I know you have always wanted to."

A thought crossed Rurik's head. It had crossed it before, but only in his wildest fantasies and it never occured that he might actually be able to do it. Rurik hesitated while Kormir began juggling his package and fingering his private entry. Rurik placed his hand on top of Kormir's head and slowly slid it down to the side. With a gentle cradle with the rest of his hand, he moved the bandage off of Kormir's eyes with his thump. Without hesitation he slid his fiery dragon into the empty hole. He couldn't believe what was happeneing.

He didn't move and just observed Kormir. She put up no resistance and instead slid all of her fingers, then the rest of her fist into Rurik. With the realization that she enjoyed it, Rurik relaxed and just realized the sensation engulfing his now fully engorged member. It was loose, warm, and very slimy, yet it was absolutely amazing. This was better than the glory hold with the rogue bull on the other side. Rurik started with a slow pace then let loose a flury of thrusts.

Koss walked over and looked in Rurik's eyes, "I knew you would enjoy it."

"Oh, its a dream. Its amazing. I can't believe this. I'm sorry I ever mistrusted you."

Koss smiled and kissed Rurik. His breath still smelled of asshole. Koss ripped Kormir's bandage off completely. He placed both hands on Kormir's head holding it in a firm grip. He spoke a single word, "Incoming!" then vicously thrusted forward while yanking Kormir's head forward.

The two of them slid in and out and around in Kormir's head feeling over every inch of what Abaddon had infested. With one final thrust both warriors clinched her head tight to their crotches each quivering as they release their juneberry gin into the paragon. They pull out and both collapse. Cum ran out of the sockets down Kormir's face. She touched the trail and guided it into her mouth.

"She loves this kind of thing," said Koss, "She just have cum on the brain."

"Koss, I don't think this could possibly be more perfect."

"Oh honey, we are just getting started."

. . . to be continued

Gwen & Thom
Chapter 1 Torn Curtains and Broken Flutes

It was a bright day, and the sun gleamed on Gwen's black hair. Highlighting her girlish features as Little Thom passed her. "Hi Thom!" Gwen shouted as he passed. "DON'T SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT OR I'LL RAPE YOUR PUSSY WITH AN AXE BITCH" Thom replied. ":O" Was the last thing to escape Gwen's mouth before Thom wrenched her from the ground and whisked her to the dungeon underneath Ascalon City.

When Gwen awoke her head felt like a watermellon, swollen and juicy. Soon she would find out it wasn't the only thing swollen and juicy in the room. She scanned the room with her eyes, until she noticed a dark figure in the fetal position, naked, in the corner. She realized it was Thom, doing something quite painful to his netherregions.

"Let me out of here!" She tried to scream at the top of her lungs, but found her throat too clogged with semen. Thom heard this futile gargle and arose from his nest of tapestry porn. Slowly he turned around. Gwen squinted to see him in the dark corner, noticing a flash of red light coming from where his genitals should be. She didn't want to look, but her eyes were drawn to his mutilated genitals. To her horror, Little Thom had torn off his own testicles and scrotum, only a bloody hole betrayed where his manhood once was.

"SUCK IT, SUCK MY HOLE" Thom screamed. "Gwrgrgwgwrrhww" Gwen's mouth was still choking with the sticky substance. "SUCK IT YOU FILTHY WHORE, SUCK THE CLOTS FROM MY HOLE SO I CAN EJACULATE BLOOD INTO YOUR NUBILE MOUTH." Thom's face was beginning to turn bright red. He didn't have time to waste if his masterpiece was to be completed before his audience arrived.

Gwen leaned forward off of the stone slab where she was secured and opened her mouth, cum dripping out of it. Slowly she put her lips around Thom's wound and began to suck. Clots of blood began to release and soon a steady stream was pouring out. Thom was becoming lightheaded, not from the loss of blood but from the pure ecstacy of the moment. This was the penultimate moment of his adult life, he tried to hold out and prolong the moment. His effort was futile, he let out of massive stream of blood into Gwen's mouth, so much so that she had no choice but to swallow some of it. As Thom climaxed, Gwen swallowed more and more of his blood, her belly becoming ripe. It was at this moment that Prince Rurik, the audience Thom had been anticipating, arrived.

"Hello Master Rurik, what a surprise!" Thom exclaimed, his face losing most of it's color, due to his reserves being empty. "What's going on here Little Thom?" Rurik asked, looking at the horrendous sight in front of his eyes, feeling perplexed and a little arroused. "I've been preparing a little treat for you, ripening it with my own sweat and blood. Behold! Gwen, the preteen whore queen of all Ascalon, ready to slake your desires!"

Rurik approached with trepidation, he had dreamed of a moment such as this all his life, but never had he imagined it could come true. His hands sweated and his armor rattled, he licked his lips and said under his breath: "For Ascalon."

He rolled the near unconcious Gwen over on the slab, and penetrated her. He was having the time of his life, when Thom interrupted. "Prince Rurik, take my royal aid!" Thom tossed him his severed penis. "Praise be to you Thom, you are a true servant of Ascalon!" Rurik penetrated her anus with Little Thom's severed genitals. Slowly he worked it in and out, but on his last stroke he pushed things too far, a fount of blood and fecal matter sprayed from her anus, soaking the Prince's royal attire. In a fit of rage, Rurik snatched Gwen's flute, and called to Little Thom. "Thom, this bitch has got to get her cumuppance. I want you to break this flute, and toss it out on the other side of the stream. She'll never be able to get it out of the clutches of those stinking Skale!" "Master, your mind is truly that of a genius!" "Quick Thom! There is no time to spare!"

To be continued....

Chapter 2 Experimentation

It had been two days since Gwen's horrible, yet liberating experience with Little Thom and Prince Rurik. She awoke and decided that today she would find her flute, fuck Sir Tydus, come home, eat dinner, and masturbate to the thought of Little Thom's bloody hole before drifting off to sleep. However, today would not be that day. As she wiped the sleep from her eyes, she looked out of her bedroom window and noticed the sky was ablaze with burning fire. Sulfur and brimstone were falling from the sky. Quickly she got dressed, in her finest latex undergarments, and ran to the safest place she knew. The catacombs beneath Ashford Abbey. As she entered the centuries old catacombs, she took a torch from the wall to light her path. As soon as she settled on a spot to ride out the storm, she heard a faint sound. "blurgrggrgrrgrgohrigormortiscockissoharddfdglcntgetenufgrgr" Gwen normally wouldn't investigate something such as this, but she felt a stirring in her loins that beckoned her to go nearer. When she finally approached the source of the noise, she found Eve, back hunched over the the hunchback of notre dame, riding the decaying cock of King Adelmianus, the great great grandfather of Prince Rurik himself! "I'm going to make you cum until bile spews from your little shriveled cock!" Eve roared with a massive grin. "Uggghhgghgghg" King Adelmianus replied.

Gwen slipped, and revealed her position to Eve.

"You little whore! You're the one who made Thom break his appointment with me! Get over here, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Gwen walked slowly towards Eve. Eve dashed at her and ripped her clothes off, revealing her latex panties bra. The bra was much too large for Gwen's physique, but the panties were skin tight revealing her well toned, supple buttocks. Eve gasped, the sight before her was breathtaking.

"By Grenth's pock marked anus" Eve muttered in disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, what had just fallen into her hands. Eve praised Grenth and decided what she must do. She took Gwen by the wrists and chained her to the wall, the chains were so high off the ground Gwen was suspended in mid air. Eve slipped the latex off of Gwen's bottom and pushed her back against the wall slowly. A carved stone dildo inserted into Gwen's anus, for stability purposes. "Unghgggghhhh" Gwen moaned with pleasure as it went deeper and deeper.

"I'm going to give you my babies, Gwen" Eve said quietly as she took out her staff and inserted it into Gwen's willowy vagina. She waited for just a moment, and the tore her staff out with amazing force. Blood splattered everywhere, it tore Gwen's blooming muffin to ribbons.

Gwen's screamed in agony and pleasure. Her stomache began to grow and grow.

"What have you done Eve?" "I've given you the fruit of my loins"

Just then there was a loud crash, and the sound of footsteps could be heard echoing through the catacombs. Eve heard this and ran out a side passage, leaving Gwen alone with King Adelmianus.

Adelmianus had heretofore been lying quietly on his slab. He saw that his mistress was gone and decided to seize the opportunity. Getting up slowly, he ambled his way over to Gwen, who was still in too much pain to notice him. He placed a small box at her feet, and climbed on it to give himself some extra height. Grabbing Gwen's mouth he forced it open and inserted his maggot filled cock into her mouth. He then proceeded to jump off the box, breaking his cock off in her mouth. Grabbing her mouth again with his hands he forced her to chew, making his cock into a fine mush of maggots bile and 140 year old human flesh.

"Grhrhrgrgrg SWALLOW IT fgdfhrehrhrhrh" he moaned.

Just then a Charr burst into the room and cleaved Adelmianus from ass to mouth. Gwen's mouth burst open, and she vomitted Adelmianus' cock all over herself. The Charr looked in disgust at her.

"RARRGRGRHRRR" He said, as he impaled her pregnant belly with his furry cock.

To be continued...

Chapter 3 Curtains for Gwen, and the Carpet Matches them

Gwen hanged by her wrists, stone phallus still inserted in her anus. She stared at the hair covered fleshy monstrosity that was impaled through her abdomen. Tears ran down her face, she knew the gift from Eve that had been gestating in her womb had been destroyed. Slowly the Charr Chieftain slid his massive cock out of Gwen's uterus. As he finished pulling out, two green, semen covered bone fiends flopped out of Gwen, wriggling on the floor from reflex action. Gwen looked at her babies convulsing on the floor, black bile seeping out of their under-developed eye sockets. It was the last thing she saw before she died.

ACT II Chapter 1 Zombie Gwen

Gwen awoke, suffering a horrible case of post-mortem depression. All lust for life had been replaced by a ferocious lust for cock. She looked around, surveying her surroundings. Claude was there, along with a figure she could not recognize. She wracked her brain trying to capture his identity. "Hello Gwen, I am Claude! I have resurrected you from death, you are to be my servant in this life, satiating all my needs, and all the needs of my partner here. You may know him, his name is Theodore Roosevelt." Theodore Roosevelt was in a sky blue thong that was so thin you could see the moisture seeping out of his putrid cyst. "Hallo Gwen!" Teddy Roosevelt yelled at the top of his lungs. "Gwen, I want you to get up off your bed and come over here." Claude beckoned "Good, good! Now, slide down Theodore's panties. Excellent! Here, take this knife. Now slice open his putrid cyst and cupple your mouth with it." Gwen obeyed all of Claude's commands with increasing zeal. With a great heave Theodore clinched his buttocks, and squeezed the pus from his putrid cyst. It oozed it's way into Zombie Gwen's mouth, seeping into her belly. Gwen found the sensation warm and refreshing.

"Move to the side Gwen!" Claude took command of the situation, Gwen was not to be the only reciever of Theodore Roosevelt's bounty. Sucking hard, Claude emptied Theodore's cyst, leaving only a wrinkled flap of skin where once had been a bounteous sore chocked full of delicious putrescence.

Claude held the substance in his mouth, and cuppled with Teddy. He released the load into Teddy's mouth, twirling his tongue to make sure every inch was defiled.

Gwen moved in back of Theodore Roosevelt and began diddling his asshole with her left hand's index and middle fingers. She reached around front and grabbed Claude's rock hard cock, caressing it with her sandpapery undead skin. Faster she moved her hand, tearing the flesh from Claude's penis until he could take no more. He grabbed her hand and pulled it off of his cock. He lifted her up and slammed her down to the ground, forcing her to land on all fours. Theodore took this as his cue. Getting down on his knees, he took out a knife and carved a hole in Gwen's back. He mounted her, and began projectile diarrheaing into his makeshift undead toilet. The revolting mess flowed into the wound in her back, evacuating via the wound in her stomach.

Meanwhile Claude had left the room to retrieve something from his closet. He came back to the room, his bloody dick taped up with razor blades. He ran to Gwen, giddy with anticipation, and rammed his razor covered cock into her mouth shredding it to bits. Gwen clawed the floor, the pleasure was too great. She clawed harder and harder until she tore her nails off.

Claude began to convulse over and over, and he ejaculated a liquidy mix of blood and semen into Gwen's shredded maw. Gwen gargled it and spat it in Theodore Roosevelt's face, who quipped "Well I declare!" As he finished emptying his bowels into Gwen's fresh wound.

Gwen passed out on the floor, and Claude carried her to her bed.

"Goodnight little gimp" He said, as he kissed her semen covered forehead.