Trials of the Blue Mage (Final Fantasy) [M/H, F/H, DubCon]

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  1. Kitsune Lord Momiji

    Kitsune Lord Momiji Well-Known Member

    Jan 12, 2016
    The following story takes place in the Final Fantasy fandom, particularly Tactics A2 of the Ivalice Alliance.

    Written by christhestampede, with some editing by myself.
    • Daniel Bellavia and Muriel Puri are my characters.
    • Tribe Broken Heads, particularly the five head goblins, are the characters of an acquaintance of mine.

    Warning: The content of this story is predominantly Male/Herm and Female/Herm, with the hermaphrodite goblins gangbanging the aforementioned characters.


    Desire in the Jadewood

    The door to the pub swung closed behind him as Danny squinted into the dim, smoky interior of the bar. Though his eyes were still adjusting from the bright sunlight outside he could make out the usual crowd of riff-raff and hunters that perpetually filled the establishment, as well as the familiar face of his friend Muriel. The little moogle was leaning over her drink at an otherwise unoccupied table, her ears hanging limply down to the sides and her pom-pom drooping near the rim of her glass. Danny gave a little wave that went unnoticed before making his way to the bar. Starting a new clan was hard work and the young blue mage didn't have time for drinks and socializing; not when there was gil to be made and a reputation to be earned.

    Sidling up to the bartender the young man flashed a cocky grin and asked, "Any new jobs today?" The jaded barkeep barely looked up from reading his scroll and slid a stack of petitions across the bar for Danny to peruse.

    Flipping through them Danny's confidence was shaken somewhat; a lot of these seemed like more than he could accomplish alone, and since he hadn't yet recruited any other clan members, that's exactly what he'd have to do. Even with a judge to prevent truly lasting harm, failure was still no way for the fledgling Clan Magique to build any kind of reputation.

    Just when he was starting to get think he'd have to check at some other pub, the young man spotted a familiar name among the petitioners: it was Muriel! He shuffled the request from the stack and held it up to the bartender, who glanced up again as he returned the stack of unselected jobs to its place under the bar. "That'll be three hundred gil." Danny gave a quick nod, fished through his pouch and slid the requisite coins over to the other man, who quickly vanished them behind the counter.

    Settling onto an unoccupied stool, the blue mage began to peruse the particulars of the job in more detail:

    Flying gold!

    I seek someone to escort me to Bisga Jadewood, providing protection and assistance as necessary. A rare golden chocobo has been spotted in the area, and it has long been by dream to tame and ride a magnificent mount such as this into battle. Please help me acquire this bird and return with it to the nearest stable.

    - Muriel Puri, aspiring chocobo knight

    Hopping up from his stool Danny crossed to where Muriel was sulking in her drink, taking a seat in the unoccupied chair across from her and fluttering her quest form onto the table between them with a smile. "Cheer yourself up, Muriel! I've taken your request, so there's nothing to worry about. You'll be a chocobo knight in no time!"

    The diminutive moogle raised her head, noticing her friend for the first time. Her ears perked back up slightly and she gave the young hume a hopeful smile. "Danny? You'll help me out, kupo?"

    "Of course! You could've come to me directly, you know. I'd have been happy to help!"

    "Well, I didn't want to impose, kupo. You've got your new clan to worry about now, and this is the way I'm used to doing things anyway."

    Danny gave her a reassuring smile. "However it worked out, I'm glad I get to be the one to help you. Just let me know as soon as you're ready and we'll head out."

    Muriel's eye's widened and her eyes darted from side to side, little paws quickly patting over the pockets of her clothing. "Oh, kupo! I'm not prepared at all, kupo! Would it be alright if we left first thing in the morning? I wasn't expecting a response so quickly and I need to get my gear ready, kupo!"

    "Sure thing. I'll meet you on the highroad and we'll set out at first light."


    The next morning, with the sun slowly rising in the sky, the pair made their way on foot down the Baptiste Highroad. The early cold of the morning had long-since passed and the shining sun warmed the travelers as they made their way south. Danny and Muriel weren't the only pilgrims on the road, and as they exchanged friendly greetings with the odd passerby, Danny couldn't help but notice the longing gaze of his companion on the frequent occasion they met a fellow traveler astride a chocobo.

    The going was pleasant enough: the highroads were frequently patrolled and well-kept, so there was little chance of peril. The two companions reached the Jadewood by mid-afternoon without incident. Leaving the road they pushed deeper into the forest; from here things became more perilous. The vegetation grew thicker, the trees taller, the rays of the receding sun dimmed by their towering boughs, the light tinted a deep green by looming vegetation. Making their way slowly through the underbrush, deeper into the woods, they could feel the air growing more humid, the little moogle pausing frequently to mop her brow under her heavy plate armor.

    Stopping at a hidden pool for a drink, Danny kept a sharp watch while his friend refilled their canteens. There was no telling what kind of dangers lurked deep in these woods. The rustling of unseen figures moving through the brush, the frequent call of some hidden animal… or beast; it made him nervous.

    As they pushed onward the light began to fade further with the evening's approach. Both had kept a keen eye out for signs of their mark, but as of yet hadn't seen so much as a disused trail in the bushes. The sun began to set and as it did Muriel seemed to grow more relentless in her dogged determination. Finally, Danny had to insist. "Muriel, I understand how you feel, but we really need to think about making camp for the night if you want to have any hope of finding this thing. There's no way we're going to be able to find a chocobo trail in this light, and if it gets much darker we're not going to be able to make camp either. Trying to sleep on the cold, damp ground isn't going to make it any easier to keep looking tomorrow."

    "I suppose you're right, kupo." the female answered with a deep sigh, "I just really don't want to mess up this chance. I've trained so hard, persevered so long… I just know that if I can catch a gold chocobo I'll finally not only become a chocobo knight, I'll become a great one, kupo."

    "Muriel, I don't want you to worry. I know you'll make it. I've never met a moogle as skilled as you. The chocobo doesn't matter, it's you. Now c'mon: let's get camp set up. We'll keep looking tomorrow."

    "Alright, Danny. Thanks, kupo."

    The blue mage gave her a reassuring hug before setting to work with his shovel, digging a small pit in the center of the clearing and lining the edges with stones. While Muriel dug through their packs and unrolled their sleeping bags, Danny assembled a small pile of sticks in the center of the fire-pit he'd dug and stacked the only pair of larger logs he'd been able to find nearby on top of them. Standing over the small pyre the young man began to chant softly in the increasing gloom, drawing deep inside himself, calling upon the mysterious energy he'd learned to harness from the monsters he'd studied. His hands glowed a deep, pale blue in the growing twilight, brightening the murky dusk surrounding their camp until suddenly the energy was expelled onto the small stack of wood, the Unction spell coalescing around it in the form of a black, viscous oil. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small flint and a dagger. Striking the latter upon the former a rain of sparks rained down over the fire-pit, instantly setting the oil-soaked wood alight.

    Settling down next to the now-roaring fire he was shortly joined my Muriel, who took her seat across from him, still rummaging through her bag for the cooking supplies to prepare tonight's meal. Danny could see her pom-pom drooping again and gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry so much Muriel. I promise that if there's a gold chocobo in these woods, I'll help you find it. And whether there is or not doesn't change anything. Someday you'll be a great chocobo knight no matter what you ride."

    "I appreciate you saying so, Danny, but it's just that I've already been waiting so long, kupo. I'm not a naturally skilled warrior; it's taken a lot of hard work, and there's a lot of expectations from my family. I don't want to let anybody else down, kupo, but I especially don't want to let myself down."

    Her companion flashed her a wry grin, placing his hands behind his head and reclining by the fire. "Yeah, I can relate to that. My father's practically a legend, and sometimes I feel like I've been nothing but a disappointment to the family name. We're in the same boat, Muriel, but we're both going to make it our own way. So don't let it get to you. My reputation is on the line here too and even if it wasn't, I'd never let down a friend."

    Muriel smiled gratefully, fumbling the pot in her paws and giving a shy little fidget. "Thanks again, Danny. You know, however this turns out, I'm really glad it was you that picked up my petition, kupo. You've cheered me up a lot and it's nice to spend some time together again. Plus, I know you'll be doing your best for me too." With a small smile she began to arrange her cooking pots over the slowly diminishing flame. "Could you get some more wood, Danny? We're going to need to build this fire up if you want dinner, kupo."

    Danny nodded. "I think I've already used all the big pieces around here though, so I'll have to look deeper in the woods. I'll be back shortly."

    Turning his back on the light of the fire, Danny made his way from the clearing and into the chill damp of the Jadewood, keeping an eye out for nice big, dry pieces of firewood. The humidity beneath the towering green boughs made this a more difficult job than he had anticipated. As he moved further from the warmth of the camp, the small bundle of wood in his pack growing slowly, he clutched his robes tighter around him. And not just from the cold. Very little moonlight could penetrate the thick canopy of trees, strange sounds echoed in the brush around him (just the call of some unseen animal he told himself), and the nearby plant-life was constantly rustling and stirring in the wind. Danny was an experienced adventurer; he wasn't scared, exactly, but the restlessness of the night and the wildness of this forest was enough to make him wary.

    Spotting a felled tree in the dim moonlight he made his way toward it and began cutting off larger branches with his dagger. His collection of firewood started to grow more swiftly. Finally he had as much as he could carry and turned to make his way back to camp when he was suddenly frozen in place by the sight of two glowing, red eyes staring at him from the darkness. He started and dropped the wood in his arms. What was that and how long had it been there, silently watching him? Whatever it was, it was now slowly making it's way closer, the massive silhouette tearing free of the surrounding shadows, towering over the young blue mage. Instinctively he began to chant, attempting to draw on the mystic energy of his magick, but no matter how deep he dug there was nothing there. He'd expended the last of his magick in preparing the campfire earlier.

    With frustration Danny reached quickly for his saber instead, fumbling it from its sheath and holding it steady. The imposing figure let out a deep rumbling laugh at this, its steady approach not wavering one iota. As it drew closer Danny could make out the glint of cold steel from the blade it too was brandishing in one giant hand. Lunging at him, the blue mage quickly sidestepped, bringing his saber up to deflect the blow, only to be shoulder-checked and knocked off balance. The figure let out another chortle, swiping its weapon at him, the quick blow barely leaving him time to defend himself. With a gasp he stabbed at his opponent, trying to put it off guard, but the figure was ready for him, grasping onto his wrist, twisting and squeezing. With a cry Danny struggled as best he could until a blow to his temple made him see stars and his weapon clattered to the ground. Looking up at his foe as it loomed over him he could finally make them out for the first time. It was… a goblin? Danny had thought they were extinct, but apparently that widely-held belief was misguided.

    Shaking his head in an attempt to regain his clarity the giant brute seized his other wrist in its hand, twisting it around behind his back. He tried to call out, but as both of his wrists were held in the grip of one of the creature's powerful hands, its other was quickly clasped over his mouth. It wasn't until the goblin spoke that Danny realized for the first time that it was female.

    "There, there… do not struggle pretty little one. Things will go nicer for you if you behave."

    Feeling less than reassured, Danny continued his resistance until another strong blow to his temple from the hilt of the goblin's sword grayed his vision and he passed into unconsciousness.


    Muriel poked at the pots resting over the fire with the end of a long stick, causing one of them to start to tip. With a squeak she darted out a paw, quickly righting it again and singeing her fur in the process. Exhaling one of her trademark sighs she looked around the clearing, peering into the darkness beyond the fire's light, looking for Danny. What was taking him so long?

    Her armor was heavy and wet from the dampness of the woods, so she had taken it off and piled it by the side of her bedroll, intending to clean it after dinner. But now she was contemplating strapping it back on and going to look for her companion. She did not relish the idea, but he had been gone too long and it would be unwise to take chances venturing from the relative safety of the camp unprepared. She decided to give him a little while longer; probably he was just having trouble finding dry wood in all this moisture.

    Taking a rag and a small bottle of oil from her supplies, she bent over her armor instead when she was suddenly startled by a crashing through the underbrush. Her head snapped up and she spotted what seemed like dozens of large, ragged figures dashing from the bushes in every direction, quickly surrounding the clearing. Before she could even reach for her sword they closed in on her. Her paw fumbled for a weapon but a large net was quickly cast over her as the jumping, prancing figures howled with delight. "Hey, kupo! What do you want?!" she squeaked out in surprise, but no answer was given. The net was drawn tight and she was dragged, struggling vainly, from the warmth of the fire and through the brush into the darkness, the wet leaves of the foliage slapping against her and the uneven ground scraping her body while she loudly protested to no avail.


    Meanwhile, Danny was slowly regaining consciousness only to discover that he was gagged, his arms and legs were bound, and he was slung over the shoulder of the large female goblin who'd surprised him earlier. As she carried him through the woods he could make out, further ahead, the burning glow of myriad torches and the sounds of raucous chortling and carrying-on. He started to struggle, but this only served to illicit a laugh from his captor, who's powerful arm clutched him tighter while her free hand smacked him firmly across his rear. "Easy, little one. There will be plenty of time for struggles later. Save your energy."

    The goblin carrying the young mage soon arrived at the edge of a small village, passing several crude, round huts made of logs, hauling her prize into the light of the many torches placed around the center of the goblin encampment. Numerous goblins, smaller than the one carrying him, stopped their conversations, games, and lascivious dancing and started to crowd around around them. They looked up at the green-skinned woman carrying him, their seemingly-hungry eyes roaming over his bound form as they entreated with his captor in their crude, guttural language. The woman carrying him shook her head repeatedly, adamantly, while the tribe's pleas grew more desperate, but she remained unswayed by their plaintive requests. With her single powerful, unoccupied arm she pushed her way through the throng toward the large, more ornately decorated hut in the center of the village. The dancing torchlight flickered over the vague shapes of the bickering goblins as Danny passed through them, his eyes wide with growing fear.

    Pushing through the hide flap covering the entrance, Danny was carried into the hut before being unceremoniously flung to his knees on the floor. He looked up, eyes still adjusting to the dimmer interior light, blinking nervously at the four figures gathered together in crudely ornate chairs decorated with hides, feathers, and animal bones, arranged in a semi-circle around a large fur rug in the center of the single room. A fifth, unoccupied seat was quickly filled by his captor, who crossed her arms over her muscular chest and smirked down at him smugly. The goblin in the center spoke. She was female too; all of them were. The bangs of her short, purple hair covered one of her similarly purple eyes, and her lips were painted to match. Her features were soft and her ears, nose, lip, and even eyebrow were studded with simple silver studs and hoops. "Welcome, pretty one." she said. "We've been expecting you..."


    Outside, the goblin horde gathered around the entrance to the chieftess' hut, crowded closely together and muttering softly among themselves with disappointment and unrequited expectation. But no amount of frustration could motivate them to defy the wishes of their chieftess or her powerful sisters. After many minutes of fruitless waiting the crowd began to slowly disperse, making their way back to their games, dancing, and interrupted conversations. But before they could scatter too much, the sound of a horn-blast from the woods caught their collective attention. A small sea of pointy goblin ears perked toward the sound, and on cue they began to gather up and drape a collection of soft furs over a ceremonial pit in the center of the village. Lighting more torches, they let out a jovial cheer when Muriel was dragged, squirming and squeaking in her net, to the center of the pit. Blinking up at the crowd through the dancing firelight she mewled pitifully through the cords, still struggling uselessly to free herself. The goblins only seemed amused by her efforts, the rest of the village slowly closing in on her with savage, tooth-baring grins, one of them drawing a long, curved dagger from its belt. Her eyes widened, her teeth chattered in fear, and as the cold metal of the blade was pressed against her fur she squeaked out a loud and desperate scream.


    The goblin chieftess shifted in her seat, eyes sparkling with malice as she looked over the captive, kneeling bound and gagged before her. Bending down she reached out a clawed hand and pulled the damp rag from Danny's mouth before addressing him, her voice lilting mockingly. "So, hume, you thought you would sneak into our lands, hmm? But my sister foresaw your coming with her powerful magick." Here she indicated one of the other goblins seated to her left, this one's brown hair accented with streaks of white and teased up, decorated with an elaborately arranged assortment of feathers, sticks, animal horns and porcelain beads. "We know you belong to a clan too. We have no love of clans here; your kind has driven ours nearly to the point of extinction. Tell us who you are, what you are doing here, and why you should not be killed right now."

    Danny swallowed the lump in his throat nervously, looking up from his place on the floor at the five goblin women presiding over him. Unarmed, bound, and depleted of magickal power he quickly decided that accepting this offered opportunity for diplomacy was probably his best and only chance. "My name is Danny and I'm the head of Clan Magique. We're a very small clan, and we have nothing against you, or goblins in general. I'm only here on a job! I was hired to help in acquiring a gold chocobo that was reported seen in this region. I didn't know this was your tribe's home ma'am, or I definitely would've asked permission before coming."

    The goblin chieftess frowned at this. "'Ma'am'? My name is Lanaa, and you will call me mistress. These are my sisters. The one who foresaw your coming is Valenna, our tribe's shaman. And you already met Jekka. She escorted you here."

    The captured mage turned his gaze to his far left. His attention had been mostly focused on the chieftess since his arrival in this hut, and now for the first time he took in the sight of his captor, unobscured by the shadows of the forest. She was definitely the most physically imposing of the group, her bare arms rippling with muscles. The sides of her head were shaven close and she had a dark red Mohawk in the center, trailing from her brow to the back of her head where it divided into four braided pigtails hanging down below her shoulders. The red eyes that had so menaced him in the darkness of the wood glinted with unconcealed amusement, and her lips were painted to match. Her ears, lips, and teeth were adorned with many simple piercings, similar to her chieftess sister.

    Lanaa continued: "This is Talla." A goblin with softer features: a leather strap adorned with beads of glimmering metal encircled her long, slender neck, another doing the same around her crown. She gave Danny what seemed to be a small, but encouraging smile with lips dyed deep blue to compliment her likewise colored eyes, and long, flowing hair so deep and shimmering that Danny couldn't tell in the dim light whether it was blue as well, or a black so deep it just appeared that way. She was the most ornately decorated of the group. Elaborate golden disks hung from her hair, shining hoops and studs adorned her ears; even a few sparkling gemstones.

    "And finally, we have Hekka." The boy turned his attention to the last of the sisters, the one that made him the most nervous. She dragged her tongue over her pink lips salaciously, making him shiver. Just like her sisters, Hekka's eyes also matched her hair and the chosen color of her lips. Her locks were of a modest length, barely reaching the length of her neck, flowing bangs framing her face and teased almost straight up at the top. This was her only noticeable aesthetic acquiescence; the rest of her hair was pulled back tightly into an efficient braid. She seemed to share her sister's fondness for excessive facial piercings, bearing a hoop through her nose, two through her bottom lip, and several in each ear. But the most noticeable thing about her appearance was that she was missing an eye; a tight, broad, leather eye-patch concealed a large portion of the left side of her face.

    With his hands still bound behind his back, Danny could only nod his greeting to each in turn, doing his best to seem friendly and non-threatening. He took these introductions as a good sign: you didn't bother with niceties when you were just going to kill someone. "Pleased to meet you all." he said, "I wish it were under better circumstances. Once again, I apologize. I didn't mean to trespass."

    Jekka snorted, the smug smirk still plastered across her face. "But you did trespass, pretty one."

    "True," Lanaa agreed. "But I see no need for bloodshed over a little misunderstanding. Even so, we cannot allow humes to trespass on our land freely. You will have to pay a toll."

    Danny heard a little laugh escape Valenna's yellow-tinged lips as she fidgeted in her chair, the young mage sensing the atmosphere in the room quickly shifting. It still felt dangerous to him, but not life-threatening. Some new peril he did not yet comprehend. "How much is the toll? Clan Magique is only two people right now… I don't have a lot of gil."

    "What good is gil to us in a forest?" Lanaa laughed. "You have other things we want, however. But first..." she gestured to Talla who leaned down toward him in her seat, an earthenware cup clutched in her hand, filled with some thick, foaming liquid. It smelled vaguely of seaweed and mushrooms.

    Talla gave a little giggle, squirming in her chair a bit as she pressed the cup to Danny's lips. "Here, drink this."

    Danny sputtered and turned his head away. "What is it? I'm not drinking some strange concoction unless you tell me what it is!"

    Hekka growled and sneered down at him. "If we wanted to poison you, I'd do it with a coated blade in your side, hume. Now drink!"

    Danny continued to resist, pulling back from Talla's outstretched hand as she tried to push the cup to his lips. Just then, from outside, a loud squeak of fear reached his ears. He recognized that voice! It was Muriel!

    Valenna gave a little chortle at the sight of the male's eyes widening with surprise. "What? You thought I would foresee your intrusion and somehow overlook your friend's? Your little moogle companion is in our clutches now as well, and her fate will be the same as your own. Consider that before you continue to refuse our hospitality."

    Danny's face fell in defeat. Muriel was his friend, and more than that, it was his job to protect her. Facing the consequences of continued resistance himself was one thing, but he couldn't allow any harm to come to her. With a sigh of resignation he turned his face back to the cup, pressed his lips against the rim and, as Talla tilted it back for him helpfully, he began to drink.

    It was salty and thick and surprisingly warm, clinging to his throat as he swallowed. He could feel it warming him from the inside while it traveled down his neck, the heat blooming in his stomach, seeming to radiate out from there through his whole body. It felt like it was clouding his mind and strengthening something deep within his core even as his limbs grew more limp and unwieldy.

    Talla gave another giggle, pouring the last of her brew into the bound mage's mouth before pulling the cup away and setting it aside. "That was not so bad, was it?" she asked with a smile, placing her bare foot on Danny's thigh and giving his noggin a reassuring pat. He shook his head dazedly, acutely aware of her foot as it slid its way upward, the slender, blue-painted toes kneading at the flesh there as Talla pressed between his legs, the sole of her foot flush against his manhood through his trousers, slowly starting to rub up and down. So this is what they wanted from him. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad after all.

    He could feel the heat in his belly quickly flowing downward to his member, bringing it to life faster than normal. Talla's foot was soon joined by Valenna's, the yellow and blue painted toes twisting over each other as they rubbed and kneaded over his swelling prick. The still bound mage squirmed, his pelvis pushing unbidden against the soles of their feet as he did his best to stifle a moan from the pleasure of that friction, even through his pants. He looked up at his captors pleadingly, all five of them watching with varying degrees of interest as their sisters teased him, taking in his slowly twisting form and the growing erection tenting the front of his pants.

    As the captive mage's resolve began to fail him further he started to roll his hips. The potion he'd been made to drink was doing something to him, exciting him against his wishes, and he was quickly losing the ability to hold himself back. Wriggling against the ropes tying him he pushed against the soles of the feet teasing his crotch. It was humiliating, but he had to get more of that wonderful friction. This only seemed to amuse his captors more, however, and with a laugh both girls pulled their feet away, leaving him disheveled and confused as Jekka moved from her chair, taking hold of him by the wrists and pulling him up.

    "I see you like my sister's attention." she chuckled. "But I am the one that captured you, pretty little hume. And I am the one who gets first dibs." Danny nodded his head stupidly as he panted up at the strong but beautiful red-headed goblin towering over him. When she leaned in to kiss him, he didn't resist; pressing his lips firmly to hers, a soft gasp escaped into her mouth at the feeling of her strong hands taking hold of him, pulling his body into hers. She held him close, kissed him fiercely, teeth dragging over his bottom lip, nibbling and pulling with surprising tenderness as she caressed over his chest, down his sides, taking hold of him by the rump and digging in while her tongue invaded his mouth. Danny gasped again in shock, meeting her tongue with his own, the wet muscles caressing and twining over each other with an almost longing need, the goblin's grip sliding over his hips, clutching and groping at the hard mass in his pants, kneading and stroking slowly up and down as the female pulled back slightly to suckle his tongue.

    Straining against his trousers the blue mage was rock-hard and squirming with desperation by the time the powerful goblin woman pulled back from the kiss, leaving him breathless and panting. He stared up at her when she moved away and casually took hold of the simple cloth top she wore, pulling it up her rippled abdomen and over her breasts, baring herself in front of him with a smirk. "We are going to have fun with you… all of us."

    He nodded his head, at a loss for words as Hekka moved behind him, cutting the cords that bound his wrists before bending and doing the same to the ones around his ankles. "Strip!" she commanded, "Give us a little show!"

    Danny nodded again, his dignity completely gone at this point from the combination of the primitive, but potent, elixir coursing through him and his own innate animal instincts, awoken at the thought of these beautiful women having their way with him. So what if they were goblins? The fact that their skin was green and their ears were pointed didn't make them any less attractive. If he was honest with himself, it might make them even more-so. And it wasn't like he had any more choice in the matter simply because he was now unbound. Jekka alone had captured him easily before, and now he was completely unarmed and drugged in middle of their camp. Best to comply with their humiliating demands and try to enjoy himself as much as he could.

    Drums began to beat outside and, while Danny didn't really dance per se, he couldn't keep his arms from moving to the rhythmic beat as he began to strip in front of the small crowd of goblin women, face flushing while they all openly ogled his slight but fit body. Once his chest was bared the topless Jekka moved back closer to him, the other four remaining seated and watching attentively, with the occasional chortle or giggle, as the big redhead caressed and groped at his frame. Finally he wiggled his way out of his trousers, blushing deeper as the group took in the sight of his raging erection, throbbing with the heat of the potion he'd drank, standing hard and upright against his pelvis.

    Jekka's greedy hand fondled his sack and he shuddered, his own palms moving to caress her firm breasts, tight and solid with muscle, down her sides as she pulled him to her and ground her body firmly into his. Pressing his mouth to her breast Danny began to suckle, sounds of approval and coos of pleasure dripping from his partner's red lips while she toyed with his manhood. The male's hand slid down further, under the flap of her loin-cloth, and his eyes suddenly went wide with shock as he tried to pull away.

    Jekka chortled and smiled a big toothy grin. Her own hands pushed the belted fabric down over her hips, letting it slide to the floor. There was more there than Danny had been expecting and his eyes once again bulged with fear. Her pussy was already glistening with anticipation, but right above it was an extra set of equipment. Male equipment. The warrior woman's erection in fact dwarfed Danny's own, and as he goggled in surprise she wrapped her hand around her shaft and gave it a couple of quick tugs.

    Lanaa laughed at the man's reaction, leaning back in her chair and watching all this unfold. "Well? How do you like the gift of our tribe, hume? It is with this that our race will claw itself back from the extinction your kind tried to inflict on us. True, it makes it harder for us to find male companionship. Tonight though, it will be us that inflicts our gift on you!"

    Danny shook his head in negation and started to back away from Jekka, who smirked at him lewdly and followed his backward retreat, keeping herself close to him, backing him into a wall. "Ladies! I've never even seen a goblin before tonight, let alone driven them anywhere! And, and, I'm not really into… that. Isn't there some other arrangement we can come to?"

    Jekka shook her head, powerful hands taking hold of him again, twisting him around. "The only thing we're arranging tonight is you. Into whatever position suits our desires best."

    Danny continued to struggle and cry out, but she held him firmly, laughing at him, her sisters joining in as the potion overwhelmed him and his protesting body was forced to the floor.


    Muriel tried to squirm free of the knife pressed against her fur, but was held firmly in place by the throng of goblins surrounding her. She did her best to plead and beg, but if the goblins spoke the common tongue there was no sign of it as they continued to laugh and chortle in their own guttural language. The goblin leaning over her smirked down at her cruelly, knife tracing the curve of her body before sliding under her tunic. The struggling moogle could hear the rending of fabric as the blade sliced through the material, splitting her clothing from bottom to top before the now-ragged cloth was torn from her trembling form.

    A look of horror dawned on her face as she realized for the first time what this horde had in mind for her. Her struggling intensified, eliciting more cruel laughter from the goblins, who pushed her body down into the furs lining the pit, holding her firmly in place. The goblin holding the knife bent closer, a deep but feminine voice panting hotly into her quivering ear, "Hold still little thing. Wouldn't want to ruin that pretty, pink pussy of yers. Not with a knife at least!" With an uproarious laugh she slid the blade under the waist of Muriel's trousers, the cold metal pressed flush against the fur of her pelvis, before carefully sliding it down, cutting open the front of the moogle's pants, making it easier for more grasping claws to tear the tattered fabric away completely, leaving her naked.

    "Kupo! You can understand me, kupo!" she squeaked. "Then let me go! Why are you doing this, kupo?"

    "Yer not goin' anywhere!" one of the goblins snarled in reply. "Not 'til we've had our fun with ya; maybe not even then!" More laughter from the raucous crowd.

    "No! Please, don't do this, kupo!"

    "It's happening!" another goblin snarled at her, "Whether you like it or not. Resist if you like, that only makes it better for most of us!"

    More claws grabbed hold of her still struggling frame, twisting her around, groping her naked body, digging into her soft, giving flesh through her downy fur as she was forced over onto her stomach. A hand wrapped around her ears, giving both of them a yank before pulling her head aloft, eliciting a squeak of pain. Looking up she saw the goblin pulling at her, already disrobed. That much she had expected; it was clear this horde was not going to waste any time. What she hadn't expected was the broad, fat cock throbbing just over her muzzle. So far she'd only seen female goblins in this village, and in fact, this one was female too. Muriel could even see her vagina tucked back and dripping behind her balls from this angle.

    But the chocobo knight wasn't given any time to speculate further about the nature of goblin biology. Her brief reverie was interrupted by the sharp slap of that thick cock right across her white-furred little face, smearing a swath of sticky pre-cum over her diminutive snoot. She yipped in shock, looking up at the goblin standing over her in horror, but it only smiled down at her wickedly and snarled, taking its cock in its hand again and slapping it back across the moogle's face in the other direction before pushing it between her eyes and grinding up against her. "Mmph! Shut up you little bitch, and take it! I just wanna wreck that cute little face of yers!"

    Muriel squeaked in shock and disgust, looking upward at her assailant, eyes welling up and pleading, "Please, don't do this, kupo… please, just let me go."

    The assembled horde laughed at this; the erection throbbing against her adorable face only throbbed and grew harder as strong hands encircled her ears, the goblin pulling her against its crotch, rutting against her and smearing its dick into her nose. "That's right, beg little moogle. It only makes us harder!"

    The claws gripping her ears tightened their grasp and pulled, yanking her head back. Another goblin took hold of her cheeks with one hand, the other pinching her nose shut, forcing her mouth open. While the moogle struggled a small flask was brought to her lips and the contents poured down her throat. She sputtered and coughed as she forcibly imbibed the thick, viscous fluid. A warmth Danny would have found familiar blossomed deep in her belly, spreading to her loins and limbs, seeming to strengthen the former while weakening the latter. "There! That oughtta shut you up a bit!" the goblin holding the flask snarled down at her. The moogle chirruped pitifully in response, her thoughts beginning to grow foggy.

    As soon as the flask was removed, the goblin still holding her by the ears tugged her face back to her groin, pushing her large, swollen sack against the captive's mouth. Muriel whimpered and tried to turn her head away, but the grip on her ears was too tight; it hurt every time she tried to twist and the goblin only pulled harder. The elixir clouding her thoughts also made resisting more difficult, and when she opened her muzzle to gasp for breath, the goblin looking down at her smiled wickedly as she forced her balls into her mouth.

    Muriel whined out with disgust around the goblin's sack, tasting it on her tongue while her captor bucked her hips against her face, smearing the dick, now dripping with arousal, against that cute, furry face, slowly stroking her shaft up and down as Muriel suckled. Her whimpers of protest earned her a firm slap across her bare bottom, making her squirm on her knees while her tongue caressed and bathed the balls in her mouth in hot, slippery saliva. The horde cheered around her as the she-male in her mouth moaned out her pleasure, myriad hands holding her naked, squirming body in place, making any resistance completely futile.

    The moogle's eyes were glued to the goblin's face while she slurped her nuts, seeing the pleasure there as her green hand stroked her dripping cock in the chocobo knight's fuzzy face, smearing pre into her cheeks while she nursed at her balls, slurping loudly. Suddenly she squeaked out in surprise again, her little body writhing in the horde's collective grasp. Someone behind her had grabbed her rear tightly in both claws and she could feel hot, panting breath over her cheeks as an unseen assailant pressed their face against them, long, pointed tongue squirming between her buttocks, the tip wiggling against her tailhole and slowly worming its way inside.

    The goblin at her head laughed at the pitiful shock in Muriel's eyes and glared down at her helpless form, yanking her head back by the ears and pulling her spit-covered sack from her lips with a loud pop. Muriel gasped for breath and barely had time to inhale before her previous mouthful was replaced by the goblin's slimy cock, the rock-hard mass jammed all the way down her throat in one savage thrust, making her gag. As she squirmed on her knees from the wriggling tongue invading her ass, the cock in her throat began to pump. She could feel it throbbing on her tongue, hot sperm traveling the length of the pulsing member while the goblin threw back her head and howled in delight, still yanking the moogle into her crotch by the ears. Muriel sputtered and choked and wiggled her little hips back against the tongue in her ass. Her throat clenched around the cock spurting deep inside it, forced to drink her tormentor's cum, hot and salty as it was fucked straight into her stomach.

    Muriel panted for air when the spent cocked was pulled from between her pursed lips, leaving a slimy trail of sperm across the length of her tongue before its owner finally released her ears, wrapping one of them around her prick and cleaning herself off. "E-enough, kupo." she begged, "Please, let me go now."

    The goblin behind her pulled her squirming tongue from her tailhole and grinned, taking hold of Muriel's slender hips and forcibly twisted her over onto her back, pushing her down. "We're just getting started, slut. We're all going to have our fun with you. You're not going anywhere until we've destroyed you with our cocks."

    As Muriel let out a sob she could feel the heat between her legs from the potion egging her body on in spite of her clouded mind. "Please, please don't, kupo..." she continued to beg, the goblin ignoring her pleas, claws spreading her legs wide, putting her little pussy on display to everyone gathered there. It glistened in the firelight with unbidden need, the moogle squirming as she was held in place by the multitude of savage claws. Mewling and whimpering she looked up into the uncaring eyes of her next coupling, mounting her, pushing between her legs, the she-male's cock thick and hard, twitching with every convulsion of Muriel's resistant body. The captive's eyes pleaded up at her to no avail until her vision was blotted out by another of the horde mounting her face.

    Muriel tried to cry out as her wet little cunt was invaded, but it was no use: her mouth was already full of another stranger's dick. Somewhere in the darkness, outside the ring of light cast by the torches, a drum began to beat rhythmically.


    The goblin warrior forced Danny down to the floor, flat on his back, her red quad-pigtails tickling his shoulders as she ground her naked body down into his, her significantly larger green cock rubbing up against his own arousal, their balls lightly slapping against each other. It felt weird to Danny; wrong, but he couldn't deny there was something pleasurable about it too, though he kept telling himself it was just the effects of whatever bizarre drink they'd forced him to imbibe. "Jekka, please, I-I'm not into this..." he stammered, even as he involuntarily pressed his hips flush to hers.

    She chuckled down at him, giving a short buck against his turgid manhood, her own prick rubbing firmly into his while she held him down. "I can feel your hardness, pretty little mage. You seem very 'into' it to me." Any further protests were stifled when she bent her head down and forcibly kissed him, his reluctance melting by the second as her soft lips marked his own with their red dye, the potion burning in his belly muddling his thoughts and fueling his loins.

    The mage began to return the goblin's sloppy kiss, licking over her tongue as she slid it into his mouth, the two slippery muscles twining and lathing over each other, his body pressed up into her. As she probed his mouth she drew back her hips, angling herself lower, teasing his tight pucker with the broad head of her hot, female prick. There was no stopping what was coming and Danny knew it. He shuddered in anticipation, bracing himself for it.

    Jekka was surprisingly tender as she took him, giving a deep moan into his mouth while continuing the kiss and slowly worked the head of her cock through the tight ring of his asshole. When he cried out into her maw she pushed him down against the floor with her hands, exploring his mouth with her tongue and slowly but steadily worked her cock deeper and deeper into him.

    Danny could feel the hot, pulsing girth burning between his cheeks as it parted them, piercing what felt like his core. He could feel each needy throb of his partner's dick against his clenching pucker as it spread open his virgin ass, violating him with her insistent lust, no refusal accepted, slowly working herself all the way into him and then holding there before she finally broke the kiss and breathed down into his face. "Mmm… such a tight little ass. We will enjoy this night, and if you cooperate then I promise you will too."

    Danny groaned out, his naked body trembling under her, biting down on his bottom lip as he writhed, his hands clutching at the furs he was laid on, balling them up in his fists. "Ooooh… I… I've never felt anything like this before!" he blurted, as he involuntarily clenched around the female's cock.

    She grinned down at him lewdly, wiggling her hips and pushing against him, grinding her prick deep inside his ass, letting him feel every inch of her. "Do not worry pretty one. You will feel it much more before this night is over."

    As she drew back Danny shuddered, gasping out before she slowly pushed into him again, eliciting a fresh groan from his lips, his body squirming under hers. She went slowly as first, forcing him to fully experience every hard inch of her as she worked her hips against him, her pelvis smacking firmly into his cheeks, burying herself in him again and again. As his resistance began to falter she gradually released her grip on him, her powerful hands roaming freely over his body, caressing his chest, grabbing hold of him by the hair and pulling his face to hers, drooling into his mouth and kissing him deeply while she fucked him.

    It wasn't long until Jekka's thrusts quickened in pace, becoming more frantic, more powerful. Her hands on his chest slid to his sides, holding onto his heaving body tightly as they caressed their way lower, sliding around his waist before settling on his ass, groping him, digging in and spreading him open while she pumped her unrelenting prick up his ass again and again, panting down into his face while trailing kisses over his lips, face and neck.

    The mage's body was writhing now in unbidden pleasure and he pushed himself unwillingly against her pounding hips, returning every thrust, feeling the soft head of her cock mashing against some pleasurable spot deep inside him and grinding himself up against her to get more of this strange, wonderful feeling. His cock was achingly hard from the potion in his gut forcing more blood through the visibly twitching shaft. It bounced up in down in time to Jekka's relentless assault, but she paid it no mind. His captor was using him for her own pleasure, ravishing his body with her mouth and hands and cock and giving no regard to his enjoyment. He looked up at her pleadingly as another moan escaped his lips and begged her with a single word: "Please!"

    Jekka ignored him, taking hold of him by the hair again, yanking his head to the side and burying her face in the crook of his neck. Her entire body quivered and strained as she kissed and sucked him there, lodging herself fully in his asshole as she started to cum, giving short, shallow bucks between his spread cheeks as she did.

    Wave after wave of the female's hot lust surged deep into Danny's writhing body; he could feel the pumping of her cock with each fresh surge, sticky girl-cum splattering against his insides, burning inside him. He couldn't help but squeeze down around her, his helpless body wiggling and pushing into her hips as she came what seemed endlessly. More and more of her lust filled him and her dick still wouldn't stop, the kisses on his neck growing more and more insistent and desperate as she filled him, her cum spurting from his asshole around her prick and dripping down onto the furs below him while she rutted it up his ass.

    Finally her flood of lust seemed to subside, her breathing steadied, and she kissed him again, releasing her grip and pushing him down while she pulled herself up and out of him, a fresh flood of semen following her exiting cock as she left him gaping and panting on the floor.

    As Jekka sprawled back into her chair with a satisfied sigh, Talla quickly arose to take her place. Apparently there was going to be no time for rest. "That was really hot and all, Jekka, but if you do not make him cum, how am I supposed to know how well my potion is working?"

    Jekka gave a slightly disinterested shrug of her large shoulders, idly stroking her cum-smeared cock with one hand while she watched Talla begin to strip down in front of Danny. "We have all night. He is not going anywhere; there will be plenty of time for 'testing.'"

    With a mischievous giggle Talla nodded her head while her hands quickly pulled her top up and off, exposing her soft, round breasts. They were slightly bigger than Jekka's but not quite as firm, and gave a pleasant bounce when she wiggled her way out of her loin-cloth. "Maybe so, but I still would have liked to see." Turning her attention back to Danny and slowly stroking her own length, she gave the achingly hard mage a reassuring grin. "Well, I guess I will just have to do it myself. Would you like that, Danny?"

    The blue mage nodded his head stupidly as he ogled this sister's naked body. In spite of her cock (which, it turns out, you don't really mind that much, some deeply repressed part of his mind whispered), she was really cute and Danny was unbelievably pent-up and horny at this point.

    Talla smiled again, swaying her body as she shimmied down to her knees and began to crawl her way toward him, naked across the floor. Her bare breasts swung in time with her undulating hips while she padded up between his legs on her hands and knees. "I bet you would." she said. "Want to get your cock sucked, Danny? Want to feel my soft, blue lips around that needy prick? Want me to taste you?"

    "Ohfuckyes!" Danny blurted out in spite of himself, his face glowing a deep red as he blushed. "Please! Please! I want that so bad!"

    The jewel-adorned goblin gave another little titter at her subject's eagerness, lowering her face between his thighs and lolling out her tongue, dragging the tip over the head of Danny's cock, barely grazing it and making him squirm with desire.

    Keeping her sultry, blue eyes locked directly on his, she pursed her lips and pressed them firmly around the head of his prick, kissing it deeply, moaning softly from the taste of his dick. The willing captive wiggled under her ministrations, his own eyes gazing into hers as she made out with his cock like a long-lost lover, wet tongue teasing and probing the slit at the tip before swirling around the head, coating him in her spittle.

    "Please..." he begged in a throaty, almost whining voice. "Oh, fuck, please!"

    Talla obliged, slowly sliding her mouth down his engorged length, feeling that needy, aching throb between her lips as they stroked his shaft, her wet tongue cradling the underside of his cock, wiggling back and forth, tasting him thoroughly while taking him deeper into her hot, wet mouth. The goblin moaned around his cock, slowly stroking her own up and down while she swallowed the pretty-boy's prick, easily taking him all the way to the root, his churning balls mashed firmly against her chin as she swallowed around him again and again, squeezing him with the muscles of her slender throat.

    Danny's head fell back, the pleasure overcoming him, his eyes glazed, mouth open and groaning stupidly up at the ceiling as he futilely tried to push himself deeper. Saliva dripped down his length and ran over his balls while his cock dripped into the pretty goblin's eagerly suckling maw.

    As Talla pulled back she continued to suck his cock hungrily, cheeks puckered and lips stroking his length before pushing back down again, fucking the moaning mage with her mouth, bobbing her head up and down in his groin and gradually picking up speed. She moaned louder from the taste of his dick, drool-slathered nuts beating against her chin as she took him down her throat again and again, grinding her face into his crotch, hot breath panting over his pelvis while she slurped lewdly, swallowing his dick again and again.

    Danny couldn't last long at this rate; not after his ordeal with Jekka anyway. Rolling his hips to meet her bobbing mouth he moaned out every time she gulped him down. He felt her swallow him whole once again and turned his gaze back to hers. Seeing that pretty face all the way down in his crotch, cheeks puckered from sucking his dick as hard as she could, pretty blue eyes gazing up at him almost pleadingly while she gobbled his dick; it was all more than he could take!

    With a longing groan of pure animal lust he grabbed the back of her head with both hands, blushing deeply at his own boldness, but too wound-up to care. He pulled her pretty face against his pelvis, looking straight into her eyes, feeling her breath on his member, her spit dripping from his nuts as he emptied them right into her clenching throat. He bucked his dick between her lips, letting her slurp the seed straight from his cock, groaning out louder and watching her throat work around his prick, drinking his cum straight from his cock and swallowing it all greedily 'til his orgasm finally subsided and his grip slackened, releasing her head.

    With a signature giggle she slowly pulled her lips from his still-hard prick, giving the tip another little kiss and licking up the last drop of sperm with her tongue before crawling over his panting body. "Mmm… a good start Danny, but if that potion works the way it is supposed to, you should be ready to go again with no break."

    Valenna nodded, yellow eyes sparkling in anticipation as she rose, having already disrobed and left her clothing behind on her chair. "And next is my turn." she said, lying back on the floor and spreading her legs. Her pussy was so wet it was dripping down between her thighs. She wiggled her hips enticingly as Danny took in the sight with his foggy, lust and drug-addled brain. "Take me Danny. It will be bliss for us both; I have foreseen it."

    The willing captive needed no further encouragement. His cock was still achingly hard, even right after cumming, and if anything he was more wound-up than ever. Mounting the goblin tribe's shaman he quickly and smoothly slid his raging hard-on deep into her cunt in one swift motion.

    Valenna moaned out her pleasure, wrapping her legs around Danny's back, her pussy wet and tight as it pulled him deeper into her. The male gasped at the goblin's powerful legs tugging his body, and she pushed up off the floor to meet his thrusts. He ground his prick as deeply into her as he could before drawing back to plunge into her hole again, hot juices coating his dick as he started bucking in quick, shallow thrusts.

    The shaman's moaning increased in volume the harder he fucked her, her prick throbbing against his stomach while she pulled him down into her, arms encircling his back and tugging him in tandem with her legs, her slippery cunt holding tightly to his prick every time he drew back. She arched her body, writhing underneath him and pushing herself onto his hot cock again and again, slamming her hips up to meet every savage thrust, shaking her ass enticingly while the mage's aching balls slapped against it like a tight drum.

    She bowed her body, hands sliding up Danny's bare back to his head, pulling his face down between the cleft of her naked breasts, the male groaning out his lust as his tongue slathered over her bouncing tits, licking and kissing and sucking, hips increasing their fervor, stuffing the bucking, squirming goblin full of his cock again and again.

    Valenna held his head firmly in place while she pushed off the floor and skewered her sloppy-wet cunt on his prick over and over; fucking him ruthlessly and pressing her sensitive tits firmly against his pretty face, grinding her cock against his flat stomach. She could feel his dick pulsing against the gripping walls of her cunt as it held him tight within her and with a snarl of effort and one rough, final push she impaled her pussy on his cock, legs pulling him between her thighs and holding him there, hands gripping his ass as she ground herself up into him and came.

    Danny's whole body went rigid when he felt the squirming, desperately clutching woman under him cum on his dick, her tight little cunt squeezing and milking his shaft, and he let himself go, cumming with her. He wriggled in her grasp, his cock pumping inside her squeezing hole, shallowly bucking and pushing while still held firmly in place, his dick soaked in her juices, his jizz pumping deep into her moaning body, filling her with his seed.

    When his orgasm finally subsided, Danny pulled his messy cock from his partner's still-gripping cunt with a soft groan, only to look up and see Hekka standing over him. Giving her pink-painted lips a lascivious lick and winking her one good eye, she took hold of him by the hair, claws digging into his scalp, and immediately pressed her rigid cock to his panting lips. His first instinct was to turn his head away, but the strong goblin huntress held him firmly in place, punishing his recalcitrance with a firm cock-slap to the side of his face. "Suck me." she growled, "Do not forget your bargain. You must satisfy us all if you wish to leave this place."

    Danny let his resistance fade. Between the potion muddling his thoughts and fueling his loins, his reluctantly pleasant experience with Jekka earlier, and his own growing curiosity, he couldn't help but feel more than slightly intrigued. Nodding his head in silent agreement he turned his mouth back to the fat girl-cock throbbing in his face and dripping over his lips and timidly gave the tip a soft lick, grimacing at the unfamiliar, acidic taste of her pre.

    "Not good enough, hume!" Hekka snarled, spitting down on the kneeling mage's face. "I want to see you choke on me!" Her hand still gripping onto his hair, she pulled his face between her powerful thighs, her pussy wet and hot, smearing its need against his chin even as she forced her fat cock between his lips, pushing into him while giving his hair a complimentary tug.

    The captive hume's eyes bulged in surprise at the heat of her thick pole radiating between his lips, instinctively wrapping them around the pulsing meat as the sneering goblin forced it further and further into his mouth. Her good eye glinted wickedly above him and she kept tugging at his hair; she seemed to be enjoying his shame and discomfort almost as much as the sensation of his mouth pleasuring her prick.

    The feeling of that rock-hard, yet still yielding flesh pulsing and burning between his lips was new and disturbing to Danny. He could taste the female's dick on his tongue as she pushed it insistently down his throat, musty and salty with sweat, the dripping head soft and spongy as it probed and then pushed against the back of his throat. His drug-hazed eyes looked up at the prick's owner in lust-addled confusion while he gagged on her, she returning his stare with smug satisfaction while her balls smacked firmly against his chin.

    With no consideration for him whatsoever, Hekka pulled back her hips, drooling prick now leaking pre onto Danny's tongue as he sucked her cock, before plunging back down his throat again. He gagged and she pulled back again, holding his head in place by the hair and snarling down at him with savage lust as she began to steadily fuck him right in the mouth.

    Choking with every thrust, Danny did his best to please his cruel captor, his tongue wriggling against her shaft, feeling her heavy balls beating against his chin, gazing up into her eyes for unrequited approval while she ruthlessly fucked his face. The goblin wasn't even looking at him, just using his loudly slurping maw for a wet hole to get herself off, head thrown back with pleasure, hips pumping ruthlessly against his face, mashing his nose into her flat, toned stomach.

    Spit gurgled and frothed around her cock as he choked again and again; it dripped down his chin and onto the floor, wetting the sack beating against him. Every now and then Hekka would pause in her abuse of his mouth and hold him in place by the back of the head, snarling down at him and grinding her cock into the back of his throat, groaning with sadistic glee and watching his neck bulge and contract around her girth.

    "Take it bitch-boy!" she growled at him. "Take it like my sister did for you! See what it feels like to have a nasty load of cum dumped down your thirsty gullet!"

    Danny shook his head in denial, but it only seemed to fuel Hekka further, her face smiling down at him wickedly, claws scrabbling and tugging at the back of his head as she grunted and shoved him all the way down on her cock; her hips pistoning forward, throwing back her head and howling her pleasure into the increasingly stuffy air as she came.

    Danny's mouth was suddenly filled with the steaming climax of the lady goblin, his lips instinctively suckling the sperm from her cock as he felt it pumping between them, making him sputter and gurgle, his throat filling with her load. As his mouth began to flood, his cheeks bulged and he started guzzling as fast he could, but it wasn't fast enough; sperm dribbled from his lips around her dick, his throat squeezing her cock dry as he swallowed around it again and again, drinking her cum.

    With a condescending smirk Hekka slowly pulled her spent cock from his gasping mouth, tilting his head back my the hair and smearing her messy dick on his face, cleaning her cum off on the mage's cheeks and brow. "There you go little hume bitch. You are learning your place very well."

    Before Danny could even react another strong, feminine hand took hold of him, this time by the neck. Turning his gaze to its owner he was unsurprised to see Lanaa standing over him, the purple-haired goblin slowly stroking her cock. Now that her sisters had all had a go at him, it was finally the chieftess' turn. With a lewd smirk she gently but firmly pushed him forward, pressing his no-longer resistant body down flat on his stomach and into the furs spread across the floor.

    "I see you are beginning to enjoy yourself, Danny." she panted lustily. "I knew you would. Every man we capture is resistant at first, but deep down you are all whores. You all begin to crave our bodies eventually."

    Danny gave a soft whine of assent. It was hard to argue while his body was squirming and pushing back against her of its own accord, practically begging for more, his cock aching against the soft fur rug with desire.

    Lanaa's hands took hold of his ass, spreading him apart as she slid her cock, by far the biggest of the bunch, between the soft flesh of his cheeks. Mashing them together around her prick she gave a breathy growl of desire and began to slowly rock her hips, rubbing her cock between the soft pillows of his ass, the pulsing flesh dripping between them and grinding against his pucker. She leaned over his prone, writhing body and kissed her way up his back to his neck as she continued to buck and grind between his cheeks, breathing hotly into his ear. "I cannot wait to fuck you, pretty little man-slut. It is not often enough we acquire a male, yet alone one as pretty as you."

    Unable to help himself, Danny squirmed on the floor under her needily as she teased him, pushing his ass back into her hips and wiggling it from side to side, feeling how hard and engorged and ridiculously hung his final lover was. "Please, oh please, just give it to me!" he begged. "I don't know what's wrong with me, but I want it so bad I can't stand it! Please, just fuck me! Take me and fuck me, I just don't care any more!"

    Lanaa giggled and slapped him firmly across the ass, causing him to yelp with a mixture of surprise and pain as she worked her dick between his cheeks. "It is cute when you beg." she said, giving his ear a playful but firm tug with her sharp goblin teeth. "You deserve a reward..."

    Angling her hips she ground the soft head of her dick against Danny's pucker, making him groan as he tried unsuccessfully to push back into her, her hands on his cheeks now holding him firmly in place, forcing him to let her take the lead. More pre-cum stained him as the goblin chieftess slowly, slowly pushed her fat cock-head through the ring of his asshole, wiggling her hips and rubbing against him as she did.

    "Oohhhh… ooohhh, I want it so bad! I need it!" Danny whined as he futilely writhed under her and tried to push into her thrusts.

    "And you will get it, greedy bitch. Every last inch, again and again until we are through with you. But only when we are well good and ready."

    As the young mage continued to squirm and writhe in frustration, Lanaa's grip held him securely in place, squeezing his cheeks together around the throbbing mass of her cock while she pushed herself between them and deeper into her hume fuck-toy with agonizing slowness, the pleasure of watching his desperate need far outweighing her desire to just plunder and use this man's ass immediately.

    Spreading his hole out around her cock she worked her way in deeper, her constant grinding never ceasing, her claws holding his ass tightly together around her prick so that she could rub her hard shaft against every possible inch of her captive. She watched him groan and wriggle with heartless glee while taking him deeper and deeper, slowly stuffing her cock all the way up his ass 'til she claimed ever inch. Panting and letting out a breathy moan of her own, she held herself there for a moment, savoring the feeling of that hot, tight hole gripping onto her prick, and the sight of her pretty little conquest moaning his need into the carpet below him.

    Danny's groans grew louder as he felt the cock in his ass throb hotly inside him, insistently ramming against his button, making him squirm in pleasure. He slid his knees under him and pushed himself back into the chieftess' cock. His own prick was dripping on the floor, a puddle of need pooling under him as he squeezed down around her. "Lanaa, it feels so good!" he breathed through gritted teeth, and he felt her swell even larger inside him, the head of her prick mashing against that pleasurable spot relentlessly.

    She laughed and reached around him, her hand wrapping around his aching dick, squeezing tight, smearing his own pre-cum up and down his shaft as she started to stroke him off rapidly in time to her thrusts. "I'm going to cum soon, Danny." she panted in his ear, trailing purple kisses up and down his neck and the side of his face while she continued to piston her hips against his rump. "I want you to cum with me. I want to feel your resistance fade. I want you and everyone else here to see the proof that you fucking love every second of this!"

    The moaning mage was in no position to refuse; he was completely lost in a world of his own pleasure as the strong goblin chieftess took what she wanted from him and demanded more. Rocking his hips back and forth between that wonderfully soft hand jerking off his prick and the thick cock pounding his asshole, he put every ounce of his strength into taking her dick.

    Finally, Lanaa reached the climax of her lust, the young man's clenching ass, and pretty, begging face becoming too much for her. With a deep groan of pleasure she pounded her fat dick all the way into him and came, the hand around his cock never slowing down even while she flooded his clenching asshole with her burning-hot cum.

    As Danny felt his bowels flooded with the beautiful goblin's spunk he lost his control too; the hand around his dick milked him as he came and his hips pushed back needily against the cock in his ass, grinding himself against her pulsing prick, feeling the heat of her lust burning inside him while he came and came, his own spunk pooling uselessly on the floor under him until Lanaa finally released him, letting him tumble into a puddle of his own spent seed.

    Danny groaned and squirmed in his mess, rolling over onto his back, sprawling out. His dick was still rock-hard, the potion at work in him, but he was finally done. He had satisfied each of his captors and now he was free. Or so he thought.

    Looking up from his blissful daze that illusion was quickly shattered when he saw all five of his captors closing in around his prone body. All of them, with the exception of Lanaa, were in a severe state of arousal, and he could see by the way her hand was working her slimy, cum-slicked cock that she would be there soon herself.

    Jekka reached him first, a soft whimper escaping his lips when she snarled down at him, "We're not done with you yet, pretty one. The real fun is just getting started."


    Muriel whimpered in resignation as the latest goblin pulled her still-spurting cock from the moogle's messy cunt and smeared the slimy organ across her breasts while they heaved for air. Her naked body was drizzled all over with semen, ears and tail drooped, fur matted with sperm, and she dripped it from every orifice, her tongue coated in the slimy substance. She'd lost count of the number of her partners; as soon as one was done another took its place in a seemingly endless train of brutal, meaningless fucking.

    Her little body was wrecked, quivering weakly with exertion in spite of the virility potion she'd been forced to drink. But her captors allowed her no respite. Another phial of hi-potion was tilted to her lips and poured down her gullet, and as she sputtered it down she felt one of the goblins pressing its leathery balls to her muzzle, forcing them past her lips and using the pulsing orbs like a stopper in a vial, forcing the chocobo knight to swallow the drought even as she suckled the goblin's nuts.

    She squeaked out in halfhearted protest while her well-fucked body was lifted from the ground, one of the goblins sliding under her. She could feel its aching erection prodding between her ass-cheeks and she squirmed futilely as the horde held her in place. Before tonight she'd never taken a cock in her ass, but this was just the latest of many, and although she still didn't like it, she was discovering that anything was bearable if you just got used to it.

    The drums pounded in her ears as the cock pounded up her tailhole, her tongue washing over the churning nuts in her mouth while their owner quickly stroked her cock, moaning out at the moogle's degradation, the goblin's lust only fueled by the sight of one of her compatriots skewering the captive's tight ass on her dick.

    Another pair of hands took hold of her thighs and a new partner climbed atop her weakly squirming body, pushing herself into her, spreading her well-used cunt open on her fat dick, previous partners' cum oozing out of her cunt around that cock, running down Muriel's ass as it was pounded relentlessly.

    The goblin in Muriel's mouth started to cum, growling out its lust as more nasty jizz sprayed over Muriel's body, further drenching her little tits in seed. She could feel the orbs in her muzzle churning against her tongue, suckling them stupidly through the goblin's climax, the she-male pulling them free with a pop when she was finished, only to have them quickly replaced by another achingly-stiff goblin dick invading her throat, making her gag and sputter.

    The horde held her in their sway, more of the nasty, perverted imps pressing themselves into her, rutting their pulsing tools against her naked, struggling body, humping against her tits, her flat stomach, smearing the scent of their cocks into her squirming form while she gagged and slurped the dick in her mouth messily, bucking her hips as the pair in her ass and pussy fucked her together, battering her pelvis back and forth between them, each helping the other to skewer their captive plaything on the others' hard cock.

    Muriel's senses were awash in a sea of drugs and fucking. Nothing seemed individual or distinct to her any more, just wave after wave of pleasure, degradation, and lust washing over her while she was taken by stranger after stranger, who used and discarded and passed her along. Her little paws were each wrapped around another rock-hard prick, stroking them up and down. As the goblin fucking her face beat her balls against her cute little moogle countenance she could see more in the horde stroking their cocks, masturbating to the view of her sex-wracked body writhing on the ground and stuffed full of dick. Her pussy tightened at the thought of being seen like this and she came around the strange cock in her cunt, pushing that goblin to the edge, the two of them reaching their peak together.

    Sperm surged into her already overflowing cunt as she soaked that prick with her orgasm, the viscous mess oozing out of her while she gurgled around the dick in her mouth, the now-familiar warmth of a satiated cock blossoming deep in her belly as she was used for a cum-dump yet again.

    Before she could even finish cumming the goblin in her pussy pulled herself free and slid out, leaving her still-spasming cunt visible to the crowd, jizz drooling out of it. With a growl the goblin in her backside wrapped its arms around her damp stomach, lifting the moogle up with its dick still in her ass, and rolled her over, pushing her pussy down onto the cock of another of the horde, who was lying on her back waiting. "Can't have you with any empty holes!" she snarled at the moogle. "You've got too many customers to satisfy; you'll be here for weeks!"

    "Kupo..." Muriel croaked before her mouth was stuffed full of dick again, cutting her off as a cheer rose from the crowd.

    Wriggling back and forth between the cocks in her pussy and ass, Muriel opened her muzzle to accept another, wrapping her lips around the dick and choking it down while her paws returned to stroking two more. Her long ear were grabbed by the horde, the perverted goblins wrapping them around their cocks as they jerked off on her naked body. Everything was sex and dick and semen, and it was endless.

    The goblin in Muriel's ass bit down on her shoulder when it started to cum, yanking its prick from inside her and humping it between the moogle's plush cheeks, hot-dogging her while more warm cum jetted up her backside, running down her back and staining her tail with lust. More sperm splattered against her cheek and ran down her face as another goblin came from the view of her bare back and tight little rear painted with fresh, white goblin-sperm.

    The chocobo knight's tailhole did not remain unoccupied for long, though, before she was invaded anew, jizz burbling from between her cheeks, strong hands on her shoulders pushing her down firmly onto the dick in her twat, making her groan out around the one in her mouth before those same hands grabbed hold of her hair and shoved her face into the other goblin's crotch.

    The goblin bucked her hips against her nose, smirking down at her smugly, relishing the soft lips, wet maw, and squeezing throat of her captive gagging down her prick. "You look fuckin' cute with a cock in your mouth and slathered in our cum! You ready for more bitch?!"

    Muriel gurgled her tacit agreement and prepared herself, milking the pumping shaft between her sucking lips as the she-male reached her zenith, coating her tongue in a fresh layer of thick, salty semen. The moogle's furry cheeks bulged out; her mouth was flooded with spunk and the dick in her left paw came too as its owner watched her guzzling the cum, throat working to swallow it all, paw pumping up and down that other spurting length, more spunk splattering over her cock-stuffed visage as she drank the nasty load straight from her assailant's dick, the rest dripping down her face and onto her breasts.

    As the satisfied pair pulled away they were immediately replaced by more eager sex-fiends. Her body was twisted and moved, tugged and shoved and endlessly re-positioned as the horde had their way with her helpless little body. Pussy, mouth and ass were never empty for more than a moment, the goblins cavorting and jostling for their turn at using her. The drums beat on and the frenzy grew more and more feverish with the crowd pushing in on her to participate and watch her disgrace. Numberless dicks smearing and humping against her soft fur, staining her with their lust while she was fucked back and forth between them. Those that could not find the room to get at her stroked their cocks to the sight, her naked body showered in semen again and again 'til she was slippery with it, eyelashes clumped together, sperm dripping from her erect, pink nipples, even running from her nose.

    The horde accepted no signs of weakness from her. Every time she began to slump or became too weak for their liking she was force-fed another hi-potion, invariably pushed down her throat by a fresh prick and washed down with a semen chaser. All her resistance had failed her and she mindlessly participated, pleasing her tormentors as best she could, milking their dicks with every available orifice, basking in the slimy secretions of their lust as she was constantly painted afresh with coat after coat of hot cum, even while more and more was fucked deep into every hole. The drums beat on, echoing in her head and it felt as though morning would never come.


    Danny shrunk from the red-headed goblin's outstretched claw as she pulled him closer by the arm before pushing him down onto his back. "I must see that pretty little mouth wrapped around my dick before the end of the night." Jekka smiled down at him.

    He just silently nodded his head, not wanting to admit to himself that some formerly unknown part of him was actually a little eager for that. As he was spread out on the furs below him, the pretty blue-lipped Talla climbed atop, smearing her wet pussy over his hard cock, rubbing in her juices as her lips trailed kisses over his neck and chest. "Mmm, and I want to test out my serum more. But do not worry, Danny. I am sure you will have a good time. That is why I made it after all."

    "Uh-huh, sure, let's do it!" he panted out, doing his best to hide his need and failing completely.

    Talla mounted him confidently, her own cock standing straight up in the air while she pushed her hot little cunt down onto the mage's aching prick, his hips arcing off the floor to meet hers while she cooed with pleasure and wiggled her shapely ass from side to side, settling down onto his pelvis.

    As Danny moaned out his pleasure Jekka took her opportunity, sliding her cock between his parted lips and stifling the sounds of his enjoyment. "You have no idea, pretty one," she breathed down at him seductively, "how much that cute face of yours makes me want to fuck it. I will not stop until you are belching up my spunk."

    The mage gurgled his assent, wiggling his hips while Talla rode him, moaning around the cock in his mouth and choking it down, tasting Jekka's prick while his wet tongue slid over her rigid need. Balls slapped against his face, Jekka's pussy dripping its juices into his hair as he sputtered around the dick in his mouth and drove himself up into the other pretty goblin riding him.

    Talla's hands rubbed over his bare chest, groping him while she skewered herself on his cock again and again, naked breasts bouncing up and down faster as her pace increased, eyes locked on their captive's soft lips, wrapped tightly around her sister's cock, sucking her desperately, nursing the fat pole being repeatedly plunged deep into his suckling maw, his throat bulging in the shape of her cock as he repeatedly gagged. It was too much for her and she came, writhing on his dick, naked body bent with pleasure. She pushed herself down onto his prick, her little ass wriggling against his hips while she ground his cock deep in her spasming, clenching cunt, soaking his entire pelvis in her lust and writhing in ecstasy atop him.

    As she watched her sister cum on the stranger's dick, Jekka reached her limit too. Powerful hands slid under Danny's head, pulling his face firmly between her thighs, driving herself as deep into his throat as she could, her cock beginning to spurt and flooding his passage with her cum.

    Danny could feel the searing hot seed splattering against the back of his throat even as he mindlessly sucked it from the jerking, twitching cock pulsing against his tongue. He swallowed as fast as he could, but the goblin's load was more than he could handle. The potent, briny semen flooded his sputtering throat, cum filling his mouth, overflowing around the cock between his lips, spurting from his nose while he drank from her dick, making him hack and cough until Jekka finally pulled herself free.

    Danny groaned and gasped for breath while Talla's gripping cunt slid off his rigid cock, looking up at his captors as Jekka rose and moved next to him. Glancing around the room he saw the rest of the sisters slowly stroking their hard pricks and fingering themselves, some licking their lips hungrily, watching him pleasure their sisters. They weren't done with him yet; in fact they seemed to be working themselves into a frenzied state of lust.

    Jekka lay on the furs beside Danny, one arm encircling his waist, spreading her legs and pulling him on top of her. "You need to fuck me, pretty one!" she growled up at him, her voice dripping with eros. "Pretend you are a real man and try to fuck me like one!"

    "I'll do my best!" Danny squeaked, intimidated even now by the attractive, but physically imposing green beauty lying naked underneath him, her firm breasts heaving, hard cock pulsing, tight pussy dripping with need for his prick. As he slowly slid his cock into her gripping twat she growled again, wrapping her legs around his slender body and pulling him hard against her hips, squeezing her cunt tightly around his manhood.

    "Like a man, I said!" she snarled at him.

    The blue mage couldn't contain a deep groan of pleasure at the goblin warrior's tight pussy enveloping and dripping on his cock. He tried to buck his hips, but Jekka's muscular legs held him firmly in place, his prick throbbing against the walls of her cunt with need. Pushing up off the floor she began to fuck him, her arms grabbing onto his shoulders, pulling his naked body down against hers, forcing his face to her breasts where he licked and suckled, drooling eagerly over her luscious tits and moaning out his pleasure inarticulately.

    Even as he enjoyed the tightness of Jekka's cunt, Danny could feel soft hair brushing against his thighs. Glancing back while plunging into Jekka repeatedly, he saw Talla re-positioning herself, eager to continue testing the limits of her potion. Scooting up between his parted thighs, she positioned her face under the rutting pair, her long tongue snaking out to tease and drag across Danny's sack, making him shudder and twitch inside Jekka. The pretty alchemist gave a coquettish titter, pursing her lips and suckling one of Danny's balls into her warm mouth, slobbering over the orb as she nursed it, caressing with her tongue before slurping up the other one and giving it the same treatment.

    The hot mouth sloshing around his aching nuts, the wet tongue bathing each of them in turn, only further fueled Danny's lust and his body writhed with pleasure atop Jekka as he penetrated deep into her sopping hole again and again, the warrior's hips bucking off the floor and pushing into him, her hands gripping onto his ass and pulling him deep inside her cunt, holding him there while she rolled her hips.

    Noticing further movement and looking up from Jekka's tits, the blue mage watched Valenna rise from her seat and move behind him. He felt her hands grip onto his ass, cracking his cheeks, and braced himself for what he knew was coming. With a grunt and jet of pre into the goblin beneath him he took the shaman's dick straight up his ass, clenching around her while she leaned over his prone body and nipped his ear with a breathy pant, kissing and teasing his neck as she started to fuck him, pushing her hips relentlessly against his backside and plowing her cock into his tight rear.

    Valenna's thrusts drove him ever deeper into Jekka, who squeezed tighter around his cock. His nuts throbbed in Talla's slurping maw as he drooled stupidly over Jekka's bouncing breasts, licking and kissing, slobbering on her tits and tugging her stiff nipples with soft lips. The goblin under him groaned her pleasure, glaring into his eyes and arching her body, slick with sweat. She pushed up off the floor and fucked him relentlessly, driving him firmly into the dick rutting his ass, shoving Valenna's cock-head into his button, the slippery tongue bathing his balls driving him wild with sexual desire as the panting, writhing, moaning mass of flesh brainlessly screwed and pleasured each other.

    Throwing back her head Valenna started to cum, concerned only with her own pleasure, using the captive's ass just to get herself off, pummeling his prostate with her dick while it throbbed deep inside him. As her nasty cum filled his ass Danny came too from the feeling of her hard cock pumping that hot load into him, the warm mouth slurping his churning balls, the tight cunt squeezing around his manhood, the firm breasts bouncing in his face; it was all too much!

    Pushing and grinding back against the dick in his ass he came inside Jekka, grunting while she continued to fuck him through his orgasm, shoving off the floor and into his crotch, milking his prick. Talla could feel Danny's nuts churning against her tongue and she kept teasing him, sucking harder, smearing that slippery muscle over his orbs as they pumped the tribe's mightiest warrior full of his spunk.

    With a sigh of tired satisfaction, Valenna pulled her leaking prick from Danny's asshole and settled back in dazed satiation. Jekka, on the other hand, was nowhere near slaked and shoved the mage off of her. "How dare you cum before me?" she barked, glaring at the panting hume. Rising to her feet she grabbed him by the hair, pulling him up to his knees. "I'm going to finish in your mouth again. I just loving fucking your face, hume!"

    By this point Lanaa had had enough. Rising from her central chair she took hold of Hekka's shoulder, stopping her approach on Danny. "Do what you like with him sister, but you all have had your fun. His ass is mine for the rest of the evening."

    Talla gave a little giggle, she and her sisters acquiescing to their chieftess' demand. "That is fine with me; I still have more experiments I want to do on him anyway." Laying back on the floor she looked up at the shaking hume, caressing her hand over her own naked breasts, groping and teasing herself, showing off to the captive mage. "Come on Danny, I want you to fuck my pretty tits. Stuff that needy cock between them and fuck me as hard as you can."

    Danny felt no urge to argue. Walking on his knees over the prone alchemist, mounting her ample chest, he pressed his cock between her undulating green mounds. He gave a soft grunt as the warm, tender tit-flesh sandwiched his cock, still slippery with Jekka's juices and his own seed.

    As he started to thrust his hips, slapping his pelvis against the underside of Talla's breasts, Jekka took hold of his face, pinching his cheeks and forcing his mouth open. He knew what was expected of him and willingly accepted her cock, wrapping his lips tightly around her shaft as she too started to buck. Out of the periphery of his vision he could see Hekka continue her redirected approach, kneeling beside Talla and lolling out her tongue to lick at his dick, cleaning his sperm from him, sucking at the head as it jousted between the jiggling mounds of Talla's tits.

    Lanaa was also making good on her intentions, crawling over her sister and pushing her cock between Danny's cheeks, stuffing his ass full again, Valenna's spunk oozing out of him around her solid girth as she began to thrust savagely, trailing purple kisses over the back of his neck and his shoulders while she skewered him on her massive prick.

    Danny's whole body shook with pleasure and sexual fervor; he rapidly rolled his hips back and forth, pushing against the cock in his ass and meeting every thrust before pistoning forward again, spearing his cock between Talla's gorgeous, wobbling tits, pushing the head of his dick firmly into Hekka's pink, slurping lips while her tongue teased the ridge on the underside of its head and she peppered pink kisses over the shaft. Even as he fucked Talla's tits and Hekka's mouth while Lanaa used his ass, his eyes were locked on Jekka, towering over him, hands twined in his hair, tugging his face firmly against her crotch and gagging him on her dick again and again, battering her balls against his slobber-slicked chin, sneering in pleasure at the sight of his throat bulging as he choked on her cock.

    The steady slap of skin on bare skin filled the room, along with the musty smell of sex, and the heat of entwined bodies plundering each other for pleasure. Lanaa's hands gripped onto Danny's waist, pushing and pulling, using his ass for a dick-sleeve, tugging him onto her cock before shoving him forward, jousting his dick between Talla's breasts while she mashed them together around his pulsing mass. The alchemist arched her body, presenting her tits to the sex-crazed male for him to fuck, feeling the hot throbbing of his lust between them as she stroked him off with her tits. Hekka moaned as more and more pre dripped from his prick and into her slurping maw, pushing her lips down between her sister's wobbling breasts to take him further. She sucked him off hungrily between the other goblin's tits, tongue pressed securely into his shaft, slathering messily up and down and thoroughly savoring as much of his cock as she could reach.

    The more Danny moaned with pleasure around the dick in his mouth, the harder Jekka fucked him, pounding her aching phallus down his throat, seemingly punishing him for his enjoyment of her sisters' naked, writhing bodies, blotting out his senses with the taste, smell, and feeling of her rock-hard cock bulging and dripping in his gullet.

    Lanaa did likewise, working his pelvis to suit her desires, claws digging into his waist, gripping onto him and working his ass up and down her pole. Her breasts heaved against his back and she snarled with hateful lust into his ear, "Take it, fucking take it you bitch hume! Take every last inch of my cock; feel deep in your bowels why I am chieftess here!"

    Danny gurgled in reply around Jekka's shaft and let himself be taken. His hips pumped into the valley of Talla's breasts, relishing the huntress's slippery muscle slathering his cock in spittle while he desperately pushed himself back into Lanaa's massive dick and lapped up the pre-cum flowing over his tongue.

    With one final snarl of pleasure Lanaa mashed her pelvis flush against the male's cheeks and came, holding him firmly in place with her hands on his hips. Jekka peaked at the same time, looking Danny right in his eyes while her hand tugged his hair, choking him and grinding her pumping prick into his throat as she emptied her nuts in his dazed, slurping mouth. Even as his ass was filled with yet another load of lust he drank more from Jekka's cock; that is until she pulled it from his lips with a pop and finished on his face, growling down at him while her seed painted his visage white, smearing it into his skin as he clenched around the fat dick in his ass and pushed back into Lanaa, taking everything she had to give him deep in his rear.

    It was more than he could take! He never would've thought it before, but the gorgeous, strong goblin smearing her spunk across him, the warm, full feeling of an ass-load of jizz: he was shocked and confused by how much it turned him on! With a cry he came too, pumping his hips shallowly between the plump tits bouncing and jiggling under him in time to his thrusts, spewing his sperm between the one-eyed goblin's pursed lips.

    Talla eagerly used her breasts to milk his shaft as he came, turned on by the hume's relentless rutting even as she was impressed with the results of her own serum. She could feel him throbbing, each pulse a fresh surge of cum traveling through the prick sandwiched tightly in her bosom, pumping into Hekka's mouth, watching as her sister nuzzled down into her cleavage to swallow spurt after spurt of salty cum from their captive's seemingly endless supply.

    As Hekka and Jekka pulled back, Talla giggled up at Danny with a smirk. "Mmm… that was real good Danny. But I think I have given you enough pleasure now, hmm? Time for you to return the favor, don't you think?"

    At this, Valenna crawled back to join her sisters in their orgy, her yellow lips pursed in a pout at Talla. "No, Talla! I want him again! I have got to use him the least and he is going to be worn out soon, tonic or no."

    Danny looked down at the naked pair fighting over his dick, his mind blank, raving with nothing but raw animal lust. "I'll fuck you both!" he breathed. "Lay down and spread your legs and I'll give you both what you want!"

    Talla tittered again and spread her legs wide while Valenna eagerly did the same, smiling up at Danny and saying, "I like your spirit, hume! Let us see what you can do!"

    As Danny rammed into Valenna's waiting snatch he could feel her hot need coating his prick, as well as Lanaa's dick in his ass growing stiffer again, throbbing between his cheeks and spreading his pucker back open. With an animalistic groan he began to fuck the yellow-eyed goblin shaman, throwing his hips between her parted thighs, spearing himself deep into her cunt again and again.

    The chieftess laughed at his ribald enthusiasm and followed suit, matching his pace in the plowing of his rump, driving his cock ever deeper into her sister as she had her way with him.

    Moaning louder, Danny pulled himself from Valenna's gripping twat, a trail of her juices running from her gaping pussy to the tip of his dick before he quickly plowed it into Talla, who squirmed with pleasure on the fur-laden floor and pushed herself up with her hips, impaling her juicy cunt on his girth, fucking herself on his dick while Lanaa's relentless thrusts continued to push him deeper in. A dick slapped against the side of his cheek and Danny looked up to see Hekka and Jekka standing there, impatiently glaring down at him, both taking hold of their pricks and beating them across his face.

    He puckered his lips and pressed them firmly against the huntress' cock, welcoming her with his tongue teasing across her piss-slit while wrapping a hand around Jekka's stiffening shaft and stroking up and down, milking her pole in his tight grip. His mind was blank, filled with nothing but lust and an insatiable desire for pleasure. He alternated his thrusts, skewering Valenna's tight little pussy on his cock, letting her need drip over his dick, fucking her into the floor before pulling back and plunging himself deep into Talla's writhing form again, pushing back against the fat cock in his ass while the squirming alchemist fucked his dick, her hands scrabbling over the furs on the floor as she bucked up against him.

    He gurgled around the cock in his mouth, turning his face to Jekka's crotch and sliding his lips down her length as his tongue relished the now-familiar taste of her, stroking Hekka's prick in his hand, jerking her off before switching again and taking the one-eyed goblin deep in his throat, pushing his mouth down her length until his nose was mashed against her pelvis.

    Lanaa used his ass savagely, gaping him open around her monster dick, shoving against his button with her spongy cock-head relentlessly, fucking and exploiting their sex-crazed captive, pushing on the back of his head and forcing his face deeper into her sister's powerful thrusts between his lips while he alternated between screwing the shaman and being screwed by the alchemist.

    It went on and on, both Valenna and Talla cumming on his cock repeatedly, his dick dripping with their lust until finally Talla wrapped her legs around him, refusing to let go. Pumping her hips off the floor she stroked her cock at the same time, Jekka too growing tired of sharing and bottoming out in his throat again. Danny slurped her thick pole while continuing to jerk off Hekka with one hand, blindly wrapping the other around Valenna's prick when she joined the huntress, unwilling to be ignored.

    Danny's throat squeezed the cock lodged deep in his maw as he swallowed it hungrily. He clenched his pucker tight around the dick in his ass, feeling it throb while Talla pushed off the floor and wiggled her hips, grinding him inside her and back against Lanaa's prick. He stroked both the cocks in either hand, squeezing them tightly and jerking them off in his own dick-stuffed face.

    As Lanaa watched the pretty hume pleasure her sisters so eagerly and thoroughly she finally reached her peak, yanking her cock from his ass and draping the massive member over the top of his head. She jacked herself off as she came, degrading and humiliating the captive mage, massive surges of her spunk dripping onto his hair and matting it down, running down his face and over his eyes in streaks of goblin sperm.

    It was enough to push the others over the edge as well and they all came at the same time. Danny milked each of the pumping, throbbing dicks in his hands, stroking them off through their orgasms as they, too, came in his face, their spunk mixing with Lanaa's, painting him white with lust. It dripped down his features and over his eyes, dribbling onto Talla underneath him. She came too, both around the dick inside her pussy, and all over Danny's stomach, masturbating herself all over him even while her cunt clenched and pulsed and wrung his dick.

    Pulling himself from her, he returned the favor, his own cock shooting its load, emptying his nuts on her squirming body, the mage's massive orgasm jetting from her snatch, over her stomach and breasts, and all the way to her chin. Danny couldn't see her smearing his sperm into her tits as she panted for breath; his eyes were plastered shut with the copious loads running down his face, and all his attention was focused on Jekka standing over him still while she came in his mouth, pulling back to smear her sperm onto his tongue, letting him lick it out of her drooling dick, making sure he would remember her taste.

    The goblins seemed at last to be sated, and even Danny's dick was finally growing soft. Apparently Talla's tonic had run its course. Wobbling with exhaustion the sweaty, spent mage collapsed in a puddle of sexual fluids right on the spot and quickly passed out in a naked, cum-glazed heap.


    Danny came to with the bright sunlight of a cloudless day streaming through the canopy of greenery overhead. His whole body ached, he had no idea how much time had passed, and he was ravenously hungry. How much of this was due to the last of the tonic passing through his system and how much was strain from the previous night's activities he didn't know, but he remembered it all vividly. Now in a clearer, less lust-addled state of mind he felt a certain shame at how much he had ended up enjoying it; it wasn't like him to behave the way he had. And what would his sometime-girlfriend, Feather, think if she knew? His next thought was of Muriel. What had become of her? Was she safe?

    Rising from the forest floor, the mage noticed for the first time that his clothing was still gone. Instead, he was wrapped in some kind of animal hide that stuck to the still-drying fluids on his skin. He reeked of sex, and his body was covered in a rainbow of multi-colored kiss-marks. Wrapping the fur around him he stood, noticed another smaller bundle of fur lying near him, and made his way toward it to investigate. Muriel was lying underneath her own animal pelt, still unconscious.

    Taking hold of her shoulder Danny gently shook the little moogle, trying to rouse her, and saw that she was also naked, sticky, and smelled the same as him. This excursion was definitely not going to win Clan Magique any great renown.

    Muriel slowly opened her eyes as her companion shook her awake, blinking up at him before realizing her state and giving a deep blush, drawing the fur the goblins had apparently supplied tighter around her exposed body. "Kupo!" she exclaimed. "Danny! What happened, kupo? Where were you?"

    "The same thing that happened to you from the looks of it, and in the same place as well." Danny replied wryly. "I don't really want to talk about it, do you?"

    Muriel shook her head in rapid negation. Last night's activities had left her in a state of confusion; she wasn't sure right now if it had been the worst night of her life or one of the best. Both prospects would make it embarrassing to discuss with her friend though, the latter maybe even more so.

    "Then let's just get out of this forest." he said.

    Muriel nodded her agreement, tottering to her feet and wobbling slightly as she struggled to stand. "I don't know if I can do it, Danny. My legs are so weak. I'm so hungry, kupo."

    Danny was feeling pretty much the same, and suspected the sexual virility the tonic they'd been force-fed had endowed them with may have come from a super-charging of their metabolisms. Either way, he doubted his ability to carry the poor moogle all that way. That was when he noticed for the first time a delicious smell wafting through the breeze. Muriel noticed it as well, her muzzle pointing up in the air, little pink nose wiggling from side to side as she sniffed. "C'mon Muriel, let's see what that is. I'll help you."

    The exhausted pair leaned on each other and staggered through the brush, following their noses in the direction of that delectable scent. Soon they came upon the smoldering remains of a large bonfire with a roasting spit constructed over its dying embers. It seemed as though the goblins had anticipated their condition and left more than furs to cover their nakedness as a present.

    The meat was mostly picked over, but there was more than enough left for the two of them. Danny wasn't sure if these gifts were meant as a sign of friendship, or just a means to get the two of them out of the goblin's forest sooner, and it didn't really matter. They wouldn't get far without eating something either way.

    The roasted carcass over the fire appeared to be some kind of giant bird, and it smelled delicious. The blue mage reached across the dying embers and wrenched free a large drumstick, in and of itself more than he could probably eat. As he did, his feat scuffed through large, soft piles of downy feathers scattered around the area. They shimmered brightly in the morning light cascading through the canopy of the Jadewood. Not yellow, but a bright, sparkling gold.

    Muriel took a seat on a nearby stump, her foot kicking at a large pile of the golden feathers gathered there. She looked up and saw the giant drumstick in Danny's hand and gave a deep, hollow sigh of resignation, realizing what it meant.

    Her companion gave the moogle a sheepish shrug as he brought the meat over to share. "We could look for something else to eat..." he offered, halfheartedly.

    "No, kupo. It doesn't matter anymore. I just want to get out of this forest as quickly as I can, kupo."

    Danny nodded and sat down beside her, the two wrapping their desecrated bodies tightly in their furs as they shared the nourishment. Neither wanted to mention it to the other, but it was the tastiest meal either of them had ever eaten. When they had partaken enough to regain their strength they rose, clutched their makeshift robes around them, and made their way out of the dim forest laden with confusing memories. As they traveled back to the highroad both continued eating, their mouths too occupied with snacking to talk about what they had been through as they walked.

    And that's just the way they both wanted it.
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  2. Kitsune Lord Momiji

    Kitsune Lord Momiji Well-Known Member

    Jan 12, 2016
    The following is a follow-up chapter to the original story, again written by the same author with edits from myself.

    • Feather Ashleaf is a character belonging to a friend of mine.
    • The pirates are predominantly human, barring one who is a Seeq.

    Warning: This one leans more on the side of non-con than the previous story. There's also quite a bit of derogatory and pejorative language.

    The general set-up of the story is Male/Dickgirl, with the latter gang-banging the former. There's also mention to Male-to-Dickgirl TF, which leads into the previously mentioned language.


    Pirates' Plunder

    “I’m sorry, Danny, I just don’t have time to meet with anyone this week.” Feather declared adamantly. “I’m absolutely swamped with work at the clinic, and that actually pays. You know I’d like to help out, but at least one of us needs to have a steady income if we’re going to keep the clan going.”

    Danny ran a hand through his hair, his face flushing slightly with embarrassment. Of course she was right, and now that they were back together the last thing he wanted to do was get into a big argument; especially when his own position was so indefensible. Still, Feather wanted to be part of leading a successful clan just as much as he did. It had never been her dream to put her medical skills to use in some little clinic. Making Clan Magique a success was just as vital to her aspirations as it was to his own.

    “But Feather,” he tried to reason, “We need more members! I understand that you’re busy here, but that only leaves me to pick up jobs, and I can’t do it alone!”

    With an indignant huff that Danny found rather cute, Feather tossed her hair from her eyes and turned her attention from the bandages she was sorting to focus fully on him. “It’s a waste of time anyway, Danny! We’ve yet to meet even one qualified applicant! They’re all either too amateur, or too unqualified. I can’t afford to take time off from here for that!”

    “But that’s why it’s so important to get some new members and take on some new jobs! If we can get a reputation for being good and reliable, we’ll end up getting more jobs and you won’t have to keep working here.”

    “Well you’re just going to have to manage on your own for a while, Danny.” Feather said. “Until that happens, we need the income from my job here, and I can’t afford to jeopardize it by taking time off to meet with new potential recruits.”

    Danny ended up leaving the clinic not long after that, having made no headway with Feather, and dejected for the future of Clan Magique. Outside income or no, without taking on any new petitions they weren’t so much a clan as an ordinary couple taking on mundane employment. And he wasn’t even contributing to that! He was too busy trying to keep the dream alive: meeting with possible new recruits and looking for petitions he and Feather might be able to handle on their own. With a sigh the young Blue Mage set his course toward the bar. There was no point in interviewing new prospective members alone, and it couldn’t hurt to take another look at the petitions there. Perhaps something new had come in today that he’d be able to manage on his own.

    As he approached the drinking establishment and was about to enter, the door swung open, almost bashing him in the face. A young gria burst forth, her horns nearly catching on the door frame, tears running down her pretty, humanoid face; small bat-like wings fluttering with anxiety; and long, pointed ears slightly drooped. A crinkled slip of paper was grasped in her hand, and as she started and stumbled to avoid Danny, it fell from her grip, the mild breeze ruffling and catching the edges, preparing to sweep it away. Instinctively Danny grabbed for it, catching hold before the wind could send it tumbling up the street, and as he held it out for the distraught gria the heading caught his eye; it was a petition!

    “Here you are, miss.” he said, the pretty, horned woman’s damp eyes meeting his own as she took the petition from him with one hand while the other wiped across her face in a vain attempt to mask her grief.

    “Thank you...” she sniffled, taking the paper from him.

    “Can I ask you what’s wrong? You seem very upset about something. Maybe I could help?”

    The gria nodded her head, moving out of the doorway while Danny followed suit. “It’s my sister.” she said. “Our village was attacked by pirates recently. Just the latest in a long line of raids in the area. They’ve been hitting a lot of coastal towns lately, and every time they do, they don’t just make off with money and goods, they also take captives. My sister... was one of them.”

    Danny frowned and nodded understandingly. Seeing the petition had raised his hopes that there might be a job in this for him, but an entire band of pirates? That was more than he’d be able to handle on his own. “Then why didn’t you leave your petition at the bar?” he asked. “That definitely sounds like something one of the clans could handle without too much trouble.”

    “It’s not that simple!” the girl sobbed. “I have left it there! For weeks! But nobody will take the job! The pirates aren’t just savage; there’s something… strange about them. No one can find them. They always strike unpredictably and vanish without a trace. Some clans are scared; think there’s something supernatural about them! And the rest aren’t willing to take it on without more solid information. They’re worried about committing time and resources trying to find them for nothing.”

    “Hmm...” Danny considered this before being stricken by an idea. “Hey, I know! I’m the leader of a clan myself...” he continued quickly, seeing the look of hope dawning on the female’s face and not wanting to raise her optimism too much. “We’re a small clan and I don’t think we’d be able to face down a bunch of pirates, but I have an idea how we might be able to help you anyway.”

    The gria’s expressions were shifting so fast that Danny could tell he was maybe not handling this in the best way possible. Her face had gone from hopeful, to disappointed, to confused in just a matter of moments. “What do you mean?” she queried. “How could you help, other than getting my sister back? That’s all that matters to me!”

    “I could go scouting for you!” Danny answered. “I’ve got the time and the know-how, and I’m familiar with the entire continent of Jylland. You hire me, I’ll find the pirates, and then you can hire a bigger clan to deal with them and get your sister back for you!”

    The girl frowned slightly as she considered this. “That’s not a terrible idea...” she began. “Not having anywhere to start has been the biggest problem in contracting anyone. If I had more solid information that would definitely make things easier. Alright, you have yourself a client then! What’s the name of your clan?”

    “Clan Magique! And if we do good work for you, I’d appreciate you letting everyone know that! Now, where should I start?”

    “My village is on the coast of the Sea of Ewohl, as are most of the other towns that have been hit, so you should probably start in Graszton. You’ll be able to hear rumors of their latest movements there, as well as rent a ship.”

    “Alright, then I’ll get right on it!” Danny assured her. “I’ll prepare tonight and leave first thing in the morning.”


    Danny slept fitfully that night, excited to be back at it. The open road and adventure called to him; it was what had spoken to him most about the life of a clan-leader. Dawn had barely risen before Danny was on his way, traveling down the Bisga Highroad toward Graszton. Clan Magique was small, but that didn’t mean Danny didn’t know what he was doing. Shortly after arriving in the bustling port town he was down at the dock, pursuing the usual channels of information and finding the right people to talk to. There was no shortage of rumors about the recent pirate attacks. A city of this size had little to fear from them, but most smaller, outlying coastal towns and villages had either been hit by them recently, or were worried that they might be next. It soon became clear to Danny that there was no way that the pirates could have their base of operations on the mainland. All the soldiers were on high-alert for them; even if they wouldn’t have been tracked back to their lair by now, they would’ve almost certainly been stumbled upon purely by accident at this point. No, they had to be operating from one of the small islands to the south, in the Sea of Ewohl.

    The Blue Mage’s next stop was to a local boatman, who agreed to lend him a small, one-person sailboat for a reasonable fee. Danny wasn’t the best at sailing, but the weather was temperate, and he had oars should any trouble arise. He also had no other choice. After another fitful night’s sleep in a seaside hostel, he arose early yet again the next morning and launched his skiff from the dock and out into the calm sea.

    As the entire reason for this reconnaissance mission was the lack of readily available information, Danny didn’t have much more strategy than simply sailing from island-to-island and looking for anything out of the ordinary. It was slow and deliberate work, with no way to know if he was making any progress but, despite a slightly queasy stomach, he found that he was enjoying this change of pace. Nautical adventures were rare for him and it was always interesting to be trying something new. He spent the next two days in this manner, systematically checking the islands off the coast one-by-one, but found no signs of habitation, barring a small village of primitive moogles, who allowed him to spend an uneventful evening in their company.

    On the third evening of his investigation the young Blue Mage set his boat ashore on the beach of yet another small islet, hauling it up the sand and above the high-tide line with some effort. This task accomplished, he leaned back in and began hauling out his provisions to make camp for the evening when his attention was drawn to a light out at sea. He watched it a for a while and saw that it was growing larger; whatever it was, it was coming this way. Placing a spyglass to his eye he looked through it and saw that it was indeed a ship, though it was too dark to make out much more than that. Still, there were pirates in these waters and, as he was actively searching for them, he decided it was better to be safe than sorry. Quickly he dumped his sparse supplies back in the boat and got to work, pushing the little craft further up the beach toward a large clumping of scrub brush. Once he had the vessel concealed within, he broke off a large branch and scrambled back down to the shoreline. Sweeping the marks left in the sand by his boat, along with his own footprints, the mage quickly worked his way backward up the beach, obliterating any signs of his presence as he went, before concealing himself in the foliage and watching the approaching ship through the spyglass.

    Danny’s heart soared with nervous anticipation as the ship grew closer. They were near enough now to make out, and the Jolly Roger fluttering at the top of the mizzenmast confirmed his initial hope: he had finally tracked down the pirates. The deck of their ship was brightly lit by lantern-light, which was fortunate because it had allowed him to spot them against the inky blackness of the night sky, and Danny could see myriad figures moving about in the slight illumination. The pirates sailed past his beach, further out in the depths, and made their way around the curvature of the small island. From his hiding spot, Danny followed their path with the spyglass for as long as he could, but eventually the ship passed behind one of the rocky outcroppings this island was mostly comprised of and was hidden from view.

    Nervously, Danny crept from his concealment, sliding the spyglass under his belt as he did. Obviously, he had no intention of confronting an entire pirate band alone, but he was being paid good money and, perhaps more importantly, clan Magique’s reputation was on the line. It didn’t feel like enough to just let his client know he had spotted their quarry; he needed concrete information. Now his objectives were twofold: confirm that the pirates made landfall on this island. If not, to try and follow them secretly by sea and find out where they went; if so, then to try and ascertain the location of their base.

    To that end, the young man quickly began scrambling across the beach, following the brush-line along the base of the cliff in the direction he’d seen the pirates headed. He had to move quickly so as not to lose them, but he also had to make his way in almost total darkness. Any light could alert his subjects to his presence, and that would almost surely be the end of him. However, these two factors were a treacherous combination and, after countless stubbed toes and banged shins, it was starting to seem to Danny that an inadequately muffled cry of surprised pain might be the biggest factor at play in unintentionally revealing his presence.

    Rounding the island’s curve Danny was just in time to see the pirate ship slowly sliding into a small alcove in the sheer cliff that composed the entirety of this side of the island. Pulling out his spyglass again, he watched as a large sheet of dark fabric was dropped down behind it as soon at the vessel had cleared the small opening. The canvas was colored the same gray as the rest of the rock-wall and mottled with textures to match it. No wonder the brigands had managed to stay so well hidden! Even looking right at it, Danny was afraid of losing track of it in the darkness; there was no way it would ever be noticed from a distance. You’d have to know it was there already.

    Creeping through the rocks, Danny made his way slightly closer, following an overgrown path upwards amongst the stones that led from the secluded cave the pirates were docked in up to the beach. Their ship was maybe a hundred yards away from his current hiding spot, and he could observe the crew bustling about the deck, offloading cargo from the hold, more than likely the product of their latest plundering exhibition. A plank stretched from the deck of the ship where is was moored, to a higher shelf that led deeper into the subterranean gloom. Shacks were constructed here, presumably housing for the crew, and this makeshift pirate-town was sparsely lit by sea-lanterns hanging from poles that were situated at regular intervals down the length of the main street.

    The Blue Mage was as close as he cared to be, and having gathered the information he was sent for, he was just tucking the glass away again and turning to creep out when he heard a cry from the hidden cove being carried to him across the breeze. Glancing back, he saw a sight that caused him to pause and watch again. A small group of prisoners was being led up from below the deck of the ship. There were a half-dozen of them, and by their apparel he could tell that they were exclusively female. Mostly humes, but there was also a moogle in the mix. Their arms were bound behind them by thick ropes, expertly knotted, that looped around their necks as well as binding them to each other in a short line. At least a couple were openly weeping, and all of their clothes were torn and ripped. Danny felt pity for them, watching from concealment as they were dragged, under guard, to a sturdy-looking tin shack at the edge of the pirate settlement and led inside. The door was then locked behind them with a padlock.

    Danny frowned and bit his lip, continuing to linger as he considered this new dilemma. He’d done what he’d been paid to, had all the information he needed, and was in no position to confront an entire band of bloodthirsty pirates. On the other hand, he felt awful even considering the prospect of leaving these defenseless women in the marauder’s murderous clutches for however long it might take his client to hire another clan to return here with reinforcements. And as the pirates were as-of-yet unaware of his presence, perhaps there was something he could do to help the prisoners? Maybe he might be able to free them and escape together on his ship without being noticed?

    The young man settled back down behind the concealing outcropping to wait, keeping an eye on the activity below through his magnifying lens. The sailors made quick work of unloading their night’s haul before breaking out the refreshments. It was only his imagination, but Danny could’ve almost sworn he could smell the rum from their revelry even all the way up here. Raucous laughter echoed throughout the cavern, dancing and shouting, until eventually the alcohol took further effect and the group began to coalesce into a larger building made of logs toward the far end of the cave. Some kind of common hall, Danny assumed.

    Keeping a careful eye-out, Danny slunk from his hiding spot and quietly made his way down from the ledge on which he’d been perched. Soon arriving at the makeshift prison shack, he poked his head up to the barred window at the front of the door and peered in. In addition to the recently-acquired captives he saw three others within, also women: two of them humes, and one gria. The sister of his client, he assumed. Holding a finger up to his lips he indicated to the women inside that they should remain silent. Their eyes widened with hope at his sudden appearance, and they nodded in acquiescence to his unspoken instruction. Now, how to deal with the padlock? A brief examination of the door was all it took to figure that out; the hinges had been placed on the outside, presumably to prevent tampering from within. Drawing his knife, the Blue Mage pressed the back of it to the hinge, maneuvering it until it slid beneath the edge of the bolt that secured the door to its frame. The ramshackle nature of the structure made his work short, and he easily pried the bolt free before making quick work of the remaining two. Carefully taking hold of the now unmounted door, he moved it to the side and gestured to the pirate’s captives to step out.

    Pulling the gria girl aside Danny whispered to her. “My name is Danny. Your sister sent me; I’m with clan Magique. Head for the beach on the west side of the island. There’s a boat hidden in the brush at the top of the shore we can use to escape.”

    The female nodded her head gratefully, tears of gratitude starting to well up in her eyes. “Thank you so much, sir! I-I thought I was going to die here.”

    The Blue Mage did his best to give an encouraging smile. “Thank your sister when you see her again. Now, take the others and get going. I’m going to go disable the rudder on their ship to stop them from following us. It won’t take long, and I’ll meet you all on the beach.”

    The freed captive nodded her head and moved to the rest of her group, relaying the salient information to the other girls in hushed tones, before they stealthily made their way back up the steep path Danny had taken to get down to them.

    Meanwhile, the young man moved in the opposite direction, darting from the jail building toward the pirate ship and silently across the plank to the deck. Approaching the helm, he studied the ship’s wheel carefully. It took a while to figure out, but once he did, his plan seemed easy enough to implement: a thick burlap rope was wrapped several times around the wheel and ran through small slots in the deck to control the rudder at the back of the ship. Slicing these ropes would prevent the pirates from being able to steer, and thus to give chase. Disabling the ropes with his knife would take only moments to accomplish, but probably a matter of hours to replace and repair properly. Easy! Sliding the blade under the bindings, he began to saw through them quickly until they slid from their mounting around the wheel, to the deck.

    With the sabotage effected, Danny quickly prowled back across the plank to the main ledge of the cave, moving to follow the freed women, when disaster struck. He heard it before he saw what caused it, a loud cracking boom that drew his attention up to the path the former captives had taken. His eyes darted up toward it in terror and he could just make out the silhouette of tumbling rocks crashing down the sheer side of the cliff, only to smash loudly against the jagged stones protruding from the sea below. A rock slide! The girls must’ve stumbled or jostled something in their desperate escape through the darkness and caused a chain reaction! That sound was quickly followed by another crash behind him, this one of a door slamming open, and quickly followed by the shouts of the pirates as they burst forth from the lodge. Swords were lifted, guns brandished, shouts raised, and lanterns dangling from some of their hands caused the shadows to dance and bounce crazily across the dimly-lit walls of the cave.

    With a yelp of fear Danny turned to flee and was immediately spotted. With a furious roar the pirates charged after him, quickly outpacing the frightened mage, roughly taking hold of him, pushing his hands away from the knife at his belt and yanking them behind his back to securely fasten them with coarse ropes. Seeing the prison door unattached and leaning against the side of the structure elicited more furious yells of anger, the crew quickly putting together what had happened. While Danny was dragged, bound and struggling, back to the lodge the rest of the pirates trampled onward, up the path to the beach in pursuit of their escapees.

    Danny, meanwhile, was thrown roughly against the back corner of the common hall, his eyes squinted and blinking to adjust to the brighter light within. Helpless though he was, two pirates, both women, stayed behind to guard him. Danny reasoned to himself that as bleak as things seemed, if he waited for the rest of the crew to return, they were only going to get bleaker. He struggled against his ropes, guards or no; he’d have a better chance against just the two of them then against all of the pirates, and he didn’t have any other options anyway. One of the women guarding him gave a sneer: a burly, blue seeq with that race’s trademark piggy face. She drew her sword, and without hesitation or discussion, brought the hilt of it down hard on Danny’s temple. Bright light flashed across his eyes, his vision swam, and then there was only darkness.


    When Danny came to his head was throbbing and his vision blurred. There was no way to determine how much time had passed. Rubbing his temple he discovered a bump there, but no blood. Thankfully his injury seemed to be superficial. Looking around revealed that he was still in the common hall, his legs shackled and arms bound behind his back by a coil of thick, sturdy rope. Several of the pirates were standing near the door watching him, and when they saw that he was awake again, a lascivious smirk crossed their faces. Pushing one of the double-doors open with her hand, the pirate nearest the only exit gave a holler. “Cap’n! He’s up!”

    Moments later both doors burst open and the head pirate marched in, trailed by her burly first mate, and then the rest of the crew. The pirates formed a semi-circle around their captive, the captain putting her hands on her hips, sneering down at the helpless Blue Mage. “Well lad, you’ve left us in quite a predicament, haven’t ya?”

    Danny’s mind raced. Things looked dire, but there might still be hope. Magic wouldn’t help him in this situation; the pirates were armed with pistols as well as swords and he’d be shot dead before the spell ever left his lips. What he needed was information, and to stall for time. Choosing to remain silent for the moment he acknowledged the captain with a quick nod of agreement.

    “See, here’s the problem;” she continued, “we needed them wenches. Me ’n’ the crew, well, we ‘ave certain… needs. Needs that we required them lasses to help us quell. Now them lasses are gone. All we ‘ave now… is you.”

    Danny swallowed nervously, his throat suddenly dry, making it difficult to speak. Finally, he managed to croak out, “But, you’re all women! An entire crew of lesbians? What’re the odds of that?”

    The captain slowly shook her head, the feather in her hat bobbing and her large hooped earrings clinking from the movement of her head. “Nay, lad, not truly. ‘Tis merely the unfortunate particulars of our appearance.” She smirked at the confusion she saw on the young man’s face at this claim. “’Twas when me ‘n’ the crew tried ta plunder a legendary treasure called the Tear of Lakshmi. It were a cursed treasure and we was all bedeviled with the bodies of women, though we still be men. And ta further confound us, we was stricken with an unnatural lust that can never be sated; merely appeased. And, alas me lad, it seems as though until new wenches can be procured to replace them what you’ve lost us, that it’ll be ye doin’ that appeasing for us!”

    “Wait, what?!” Danny gaped, unbelieving. Could this really be happening again?

    The seeq standing slightly behind the captain snorted through her large, blue, piggy nose. Her large chest jiggled slightly as she stamped her foot with impatience. “Cap’n, why do have to explain ourselves to the fuck-meat? Let me just breed him already!”

    A slight roll of her eyes indicated the captain’s exasperation with the burly seeq, but she nonetheless nodded in agreement while her hand moved to the buckle of her belt, unfastening the clasp. “I suppose ya do have a point there, matey.” Her pants slid from her decidedly feminine hips, down her long, shapely legs to pool around her ankles. Her exquisite hourglass figure, sizable breasts, and beautiful skin made the already hard cock, throbbing and bobbing at a full nineteen inches, seem even more disparate. “Open yer mouth, darlin’,” she cooed softly. “Give yer new lover a kiss.”

    Danny’s eyes bulged in terror and he crept back imperceptibly on his knees into the corner, trapped within the semi-circle of feminine pirates. “I-I can’t do that! I’m straight!”

    In less than a moment the beautiful captain’s hand flew to the bandoleer slung between her ample bosom, whisked a pistol from the holster there, and pressed the muzzle flush against the side of the young man’s temple. Danny’s Adam’s apple bobbed perceptibly when he swallowed hard at the sound of the hammer clicking back against the side of his head. “Not fer long ya ain’t; not if ya want ta keep on suckin’ air. Now open that pretty mouth of yers, lad. I won’t ask you again.”

    Tears welled in Danny’s eyes. The very thought of that thick cock in his mouth was repulsive to him… wasn’t it? His mind flashed to Feather, who had always been there for him, who was even now working so hard to keep their dream alive. Their shared dream. “Please,” he begged, “I have a girlfriend. And I love her so much!”

    “Don’t worry, cutie!” some wag from the small crowd called out, “We’ll be your boyfriends from now on!”

    “Yeah! Don’t pretend like you won’t enjoy it! Think how much more loving you’ll get with so many boyfriends.”

    Heartless guffaws washed over the mage ‘til a sharp slap and the grinding of the pistol’s barrel against his brow brought him back to the task at hand. His face flushed with shame, tears already overflowing, as he hesitantly opened his mouth for the captain. She glared down at him with smug satisfaction, spitting on his upturned face. “Kiss it.” she ordered him.

    He puckered his lips and closed his eyes, doing his best not to think about what he was doing. He felt the spongy tip of the pirate leader’s erect cock pushing insistently at his lips, and he kissed it timidly. She pushed her hips forward slightly, smearing the head between his pursed lips while it dripped her thin, clear pre-cum over them, painting his mouth with her growing desire. A single tear rolled down his cheek, eliciting guffaws and jeers from the assemblage, who watched with eager anticipation while the straight, young mage made out with their captain’s thick, dripping dick.

    As if it had a mind of its own, Danny’s tongue protruded slowly from between his puckered lips, cradling the underside of the captain’s cock-head, wiggling timidly from side-to-side, drawing moans of pleasure from his captor as he serviced her cock.

    The pirates watched their new new captive eagerly while he unwillingly serviced their leader. They could see the pleasure slowly spreading across her face at the Blue Mage’s timid ministrations. With another, louder, moan she pushed the business end of the pistol against Danny’s head again, harder this time. “Suck it, faggot. Get down on that dick! I want ta see ya work for it; learn to love it!”

    Danny’s eyes fluttered open in surprise, gazing up at her with her cock between his soft lips. Her free hand had roamed its way beneath her blousy top and she appeared to be teasing over her own breasts. She was moaning between her teeth, but the pressure of the barrel against his temple was not lightening in the slightest, and he didn’t dare risk angering her again.

    Keeping his lips locked tight around her cock, he cradled it with the underside of his tongue, drooling over it while he tasted it, coating that hot prick burning in his mouth with saliva. He experienced the flavor of it, pulsing against his tongue, dripping arousal down the back of his throat, the musky, salty flavor making him want to gag. Pushing his face down the throbbing length he took it deeper, as far into his mouth as he could. Tears ran from both eyes freely now and he sniffled through his nose, face burning with shame while he was watched by this sexually ravenous pack of strangers.

    It didn’t take Danny too long to get the hang of what he was doing, and his head quickly began to bob up and down the captain’s length in a pleasing rhythm; pleasing for her anyway. His tightly pursed mouth stroked her length, lips gripping tight to that hot, thick shaft pulsing between them. He wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he could actually feel her hardening against his tongue and between his lips, the throbbing of her dick while he bobbed his face faster-and-faster into her lap growing more intense.

    When the pretty-boy captive looked up into her eyes to see if she approved, it was more than the captain could take. That cute face looking up her, mouth stuffed full of her dick, while he sucked and drooled down her length was just too much. With a loud groan of pleasure she took hold of him by the hair, dragging him backward toward the table in the common hall while keeping his face firmly planted in her lap. Falling backward onto a chair, she wrapped her legs around him, clenching his face between her thighs, legs coiled around his back holding him firmly in place.

    “That’s good!” she bellowed, “Don’t look so straight now, do ya, ya pretty faggot whore?!”

    Raucous laughter from the rest of the crew rang in Danny’s ears and he sobbed around the dick in his mouth, drool running down his chin as it was displaced with more of the captain’s fat, musky manhood. Squirming between the captain’s legs he struggled to take it all, throat bulging and eyes watering more than ever. He was gagging on her dick and it was only working her up more; he could tell by the way her cock throbbed and ground against his tongue each time his spasming throat clenched tight around the head while he choked on it.

    In spite of himself, in spite of the danger, his love for Feather, or his own desires, Danny could feel himself growing more aroused beneath his trousers, already tenting them firmly while unwillingly choking down the pirate captain’s raging erection. The gun against his temple was tossed aside, his assailant apparently either judging the ropes binding his arms behind him sufficient, or too aroused at this point to care. Powerful hands took hold of his hair; slender, painted nails digging into his scalp as she took hold of his head with both hands.

    The pirates hooted and hollered while they watched. Danny could just barely see them from the corners of his trickling eyes. Several of them already had their pants around their ankles, hands stroking their own cocks, masturbating to the sight of their captive’s face being raped.

    “Make him choke on it, cap’n!”

    “Ah, yeah; fuck his cute little faggot mouth!”

    The pirate queen seemed to need no encouragement. Her hips began to piston and her hands tugged his head against her crotch in-time to her bucking. Every savage thrust caused his throat to swell in the shape of her dick, and his throat spasmed and squeezed around her while he choked her down again and again. Her heavy balls slapped against his chin, wet with his own dribbling saliva, and her cock was practically running with pre now while her snarling visage stared down at him, eyes locked on his, painted lips drawn back in a snarl of raw, unrestrained lust. She heartlessly fucked his face, moaning out her pleasure louder the harder he gagged around her.

    “Get ready, ya sissy bitch! You get ready right now! I’m goin’ to cum in yer fuckin’ mouth, and yer goin’ to drink every last drop o’ me seed if ya want ta keep those little grapes o’ yers attached!”

    Strong hands gripped Danny’s scalp tight in their grasp, nails scrabbling over his scalp, tugging at his hair, forcing his face against the pistoning hips of the captain. He gagged on her dick as she came, feeling the veins of her prick pulsing between his puckered lips, the intense throbbing as it was fucked right down his throat.

    Hot sperm flooded Danny’s maw; he could feel the heavy nuts mashed against his chin churning the salty load down his gullet and he sputtered and gurgled and began to swallow the captain’s cum in a fit of desperation. His mouth was filled and he coughed, spunk pouring down his chin and spurting from his nostrils, trying in vain to take it all; gulping down the pirate’s load as fast as he could.

    The captain, for her part, held his face firmly in place while she filled her captive’s mouth with her lust, head thrown back in ecstasy, moaning her bliss up at the ceiling while her crew openly stroked themselves to the lewd sight of it all. “Thar ya go, ya sloppy faggot. Drink it all down; yer makin’ a mess.”

    As the dick was pulled from his mouth, Danny’s lips clung to the still-hard shaft until the head was popped from between them. Gasping for breath he looked up into the captain’s eyes, pleading pathetically, but the only response was a harsh slap to the side of his face, making him cringe and let out a little whimper.

    The captain slid her chair back, away from the mess pooling in front of Danny’s dripping mouth, idly stroking her cock while Danny panted raggedly for air. He gulped it down in great, harsh gasps while he swallowed the last of the cum in his mouth, prompting more cheers from the onlookers. “He’s a fine lay, boys.” the captain bellowed to her crew. “And he’s open fer business! Let’s break in our new girlfriend, yeah?”

    Evidently the pirates had been barely containing their lust up to this point and needed very little prompting. As they moved to completely surround him, the large, blue seeq snorted and stomped her cloven foot. “Back off you dogs; settle! I am first mate, and I want his mouth; I want that pretty mouth too. Gonna fuck it. Gonna make this little queer choke on my cock too!” Stamping to the front of him, she took hold of Danny’s hair roughly, giving a hard yank to pull his head back, forcing him to look at her. His face was smeared with spunk, but the stout seeq couldn’t have cared less. Her loincloth was already pulled aside, her erection, while not as big as her captain’s, was still an enormous fifteen inches, dark blue, thick, and throbbing with veins. Taking that thick pole in her grubby mitt she gave a grunt of satisfaction as she slapped it across Danny’s cheek with a satisfying thwack.

    The captive mage gave a yelp of pained surprise. “Please,” he begged, “Stop! Don’t do this! Just… just let me go, please!”

    “Shut up, bitch!” the seeq bellowed, slapping him across the other cheek with her rock-hard prick. “Your mouth is not for talking! Your mouth is for sucking dick! For swallowing our sperm! I want to screw my thick load right into that pretty face, and I will!” The seeq continued beating her cock across his face as she berated him, smacking it between his eyes, smearing it over his lips and rutting it against him, making sure the mage felt every pulsating inch of her before slapping him with her prick again and again.

    Suddenly Danny felt what he has been expecting, and dreading, most: the pirates surrounding him were, of course, no longer content just to watch, and now their eager hands were taking hold of his trousers, yanking them down around his knees, forcing them to the floor. His shirt was already stained with saliva and sperm and it was torn from his body too, tattered and left in shreds, his form laid bare before his lascivious captors, making him squirm in shame and embarrassment. More hands groped at his body while the first mate grunted and snorted with dumb, animal arousal and rutted her hot dick firmly against his face. A hand between his legs took hold of his manhood, and the pirate responsible leaned up to snarl wickedly into his ear. “If you’re so straight, then why is your cock so hard, faggot?”

    “I have a g-girlfriend..” he gasped, as if that would explain it all away.

    “No. You are the girlfriend now.”

    He could feel his ass being spread open, a hard slap across his bare cheeks prompting another surprised yelp of pain. Their hands were everywhere on his naked body, groping and kneading his exposed flesh, playing with him like a toy. They peppered his back and shoulders with kisses, marking him with their painted lips.

    Long, feminine nails dug into his flanks and he felt something long, hard, and hot prodding against his backside, rubbing up against him, before probing experimentally at his tightly clenched pucker. There could be little doubt as to what it was.

    Danny opened his mouth to cry out when the phallus prodding his ass began to force its way inside him, but the cry was soon muffled by the seeq smacking her dick against his face, who quickly seized this opportunity to cram his mouth full of her meat. Sputtering in shock, the Blue Mage’s eyes bulged, gurgling in a vain attempt to howl out in pain around the cock in his mouth as another sizable dick was slowly, but forcefully, stuffed up his ass. Every pulse and throb of his unseen lover’s prick was evident; he could feel it against his insides as he was stretched open, along with the heat of it deep inside him.

    The first mate grinned down at him and pistoned her hips forward, both of her hands clutching onto his head now. “Mmph! There is a cute little sissy!” she grunted. “Taking it like an expert. I do not believe this is the first time you have had a dick in your ass, hume! You seem very well-used to me.” She wasted no time in getting right down to the business of satisfying her primal urges, immediately beginning to fuck Danny’s face. He gagged on her, doing his best to go limp, drool running down his chin and pooling under him while she used him.

    Meanwhile, the pirate behind him grabbed onto his hips with both hands, tugging him back into her while she forcefully wormed her throbbing pole deeper and deeper into his ass. She was moaning out her pleasure and working her hips in short, shallow thrusts, sinking deeper into him with each one. The way he squeezed and clenched and tried to resist only made it better for her, turned her on and provided more tightness, more stimulation. “Ohhh, this is one tight whore!” she panted through clenched teeth, “It feels like I might break him right in two!”

    “I think I might like to see that!” the captain urged on her crew, stroking her slobber-coated shaft while she watched her crew work over their new bitch.

    All Danny could do was sputter and gag, tears rolling down his face now as his assailants fucked him back and forth between them, alternately choking him on a thick, blue cock, and splitting his butt open with another. He could taste needy dick on his tongue, feel it hot and throbbing, pumping between his ass cheeks as they were spread wide. It took everything he had to take them both at once, and he had to blink to even make out the sight of the seeq moaning with pleasure over him while she mercilessly fucked his face.

    “Whore! Fucking faggot whore!” the pirate in his ass screamed at him, slamming her cock into him deeper and deeper, forcing his face into the first mate’s crotch, making him gag until the seeq’s hips shoved him right back against the dick pounding his rump, heavy balls beating messily against his dripping chin.

    Suddenly Danny felt that cock pulled from his ass, followed shortly by the hot, slimy spray of burning cum splattering over his squirming form, pooling in the small of his back. He barely had time to register the relief of the exit, or the shame of the slathering, before he heard another feminine voice shout, “My turn!” and his still-gaping asshole was immediately stuffed full of a fresh, fully erect dick.

    Danny’s new lover was not even as gentle as the last. He’d already been stretched open by one cock and she got right down to it, pushing her dick as deep up his ass as she could in one harsh thrust. The captive’s cheeks bulged around the cock in his mouth as he choked back yet another yelp. He could feel every inch of the dick inside him. The pirate was holding onto his hips and then she slapped him across the ass, gyrating her hips, grinding every throbbing inch of herself into him, savoring the warmth and the tightness of Danny’s pucker clasping snugly around the base of her prick.

    The Blue Mage writhed between the madly rutting pair and gave a sigh of relief through his nose when he felt the bonds that tied his arms cut loose, freeing him. Starting to lose himself unwillingly to the carnal pleasure of the situation, as unwanted as it was, he barely noticed when his hands were pulled to the pricks of two more of his captors. His fingers wrapped tightly around their needy shafts, stroking them up and down as if his digits had a mind of their own. He could feel them pulsing, aching for relief even while he, also unwillingly, focused on the sensation of that thick, rigid dick reaming his asshole. The pirate’s moans rang in his ears; he could feel her sack, heavy with pent-up lust slapping against his own, smaller balls.

    And the first mate saw all this while she crammed Danny’s throat full of dick, mindlessly using his mouth for her cock-sleeve. It all only fueled her dumb lust further, watching the pretty hume slurp around her pole and writhe on the one in his ass, shaking it like the slutty bitch he was while he jerked-off her two crew mates. And she wasn’t the only one Danny’s impromptu show was having an effect on; every pirate present now had a hand wrapped around their cock, stroking themselves, rubbing their dicks against the captive’s exposed flesh while their compatriots used him, smearing him with pre-cum, beating off on his body.

    More cum washed over Danny’s backside, painting him in lust all the way from his ass up to his neck. He could feel the slimy seed running down his body and then groaned around the thick, blue cock in his mouth when his ass was taken again. It was probing at his prostate, mashing against that sensitive, internal button that drove him crazy, made his cock rock-hard, sent jolts of unbidden pleasure running through his naked, writhing body. His grip tightened around the cocks in his hands and he stroked them faster, twisting his palms around them while he jerked-off these complete strangers. He was gagging and drooling on the seeq’s dick while she ruthlessly hammered his face, tossed back-and-forth between her and the pirate in his ass, fucked, used; nothing but an outlet for their desire.

    As he was taken, his mind swirling with shame and a reluctant craving for more, he suddenly felt more sperm splash over his back, then on his face, then in his hair. The crowd had apparently reached their limit. It matted his locks to his scalp, running down his body in rivulets, the heartless crew jerking-off on him, treating him like a communal cumrag.

    It was more than she could take, and the first mate let out a snarling groan of animal lust as she came. Danny kept right on sucking her cock as she did, without even thinking, until he felt the pumping prick pulled from his still-clinging lips. He swallowed her sperm, ropes of jizz running from his lips up the length of her dick as she continued to erupt all over his face.

    “Me too! Me too!” she growled, “I will mark you too! You are my whore, hume, and you will wear my cum as your mark!”

    Danny just nodded his head in dazed agreement, feeling a hot, wet rush in his ass as the pirate fucking him came as well, rutting her sperm deep into his bowels even while she moaned and filled him with her lust. The Blue Mage kept his head tilted back while it was anointed with thick, virile demihuman spunk. It splattered over his face, warming and soaking his features, sticking his eyelashes together and dripped from his chin until all he could do was gasp for breath and clench down around the other cock that was fucking his asshole full of sperm. All the while he milked the two pricks in his hands onto his body as well, their cum mingling with everyone else’s.

    Their captive lay panting and dripping with spunk, and it had clearly aroused the captain greatly. She stood, still stroking her cock, now returned to its former, maximum hardness. “Alright, lad. They’ve had their fun, now it’s time fer me to git a taste o’ that pert backside o’ yers.”

    Danny shuddered, his naked body now shivering from the soaking it had taken via the pirate’s cocks. “Please,” he begged, “No more… I can’t take anymore. I told you, I’m straight; I’m not used to this kind of thing.”

    The well-hung pirate bent down, grasping Danny by the hair and tugged his head up roughly. Pulling back her open hand she slapped him hard across the face. “I don’t want ta hear it anymore! Yer a filthy faggot, and ya love it! Just look how hard yer cock is! Yer lovin’ every moment of this!”

    Cringing, the sperm-soaked young man shook his head in denial, only to be slapped again, stinging and reddening his face. The bright-red hand-print of the captain stood out against his pale skin.

    Kneeling at his back, the captain grabbed him around the stomach, pulling Danny down against her thighs while she settled in to sit behind him.

    Situated backward in her lap, the Blue Mage lowered his eyes in shame and braced himself for what was certainly coming. He bit his lip to stifle a whimpering moan at the feeling of the captain’s cock-head probing between his cum-slicked cheeks. He couldn’t help but notice the lascivious looks of the rest of the crew, smirking evilly and licking their chops, hands around their shafts. They continued to stroke themselves while they watched him squirm in their leader’s lap, struggling to take even the head of her fat prick up his ass as it stretched his already gaping pucker even further.

    A sharp crack rang through the air, mingling with the sound of the captain’s moans, when she spanked him hard across his bare butt. Danny cried out in pain and could feel the dick invading his tight passage throb in pleasure when he did. Another spank, followed by a third; the captain began to relentlessly beat his rump while she grunted with effort and pushed herself ever-deeper into his resistant body.

    Her powerful hands gripped him around the waist and, with a long, lingering groan she shoved her cock all the way into him while tugging him down, their balls mashed into each-other as she ground the already-leaking head of her cock into his prostate.

    Unable to help himself, Danny squirmed on her cock, a long groan of pleasure escaping his parted lips. The figure under him began to pump her hips, her strong hands on his waist making him bump up and down while he road her dick, moaning in spite of himself as his pucker was stretched on that insistent, driving dick.

    The pirates were stroking themselves faster now, watching while their new boyfriend bounced on the cock in his ass, wriggling like the whore they all knew he was.

    “You sure seem to be enjoying yourself for a ‘straight’ guy!”

    “Aye! He’s gonna make a hot little faggot boyfriend, that’s fer sure!”

    “Mmph! I can’t wait for my turn; I’m gonna paint his face in cum!”

    A whine escaped Danny’s panting mouth; naked body writhing, his ass shaking as it was impaled my that monstrous cock, trying in vain to get used to the pulsating girth ramming between his cheeks. Each slap to his butt caused him to squeeze and cry out, making the captain moan. Looking down he could see her pretty, painted nails shining beautifully in stark contrast to the powerful grip relentlessly yanking him down onto her cock while she thrust up into him, skewering his pucker over-and-over, gaining in speed and intensity.

    Two more pirates moved in closer on either side, and without even thinking Danny wrapped his hands around their needy cocks and began to stroke them while he rode, barely noticing the looks of pleasure on their magically-feminine faces; his whole world now was consumed only with the hard dick reaming his rear, bringing him surge-after-surge of unwanted bliss.

    With a groan the captain lunged upward, her arms hooking under his shoulder, her hands taking hold of his head now, locking him helplessly in a full nelson. She pulled his naked body back into hers while she pounded her cock up his ass, contorting him uncomfortably, holding him in place. “You cock sleeve!” she snarled, “That’s what ya are; nothing but a queer li’l hole fer pleasurin’ our dicks!”

    Watching with horror, Danny stared as another of the crew moved closer, seeing his helpless state and intending to take full advantage of it. She backed herself into Danny’s face, spreading her cheeks wide, and shoved her asshole against his lips while he struggled fruitlessly to turn his head away.

    The captain roared with laughter at this, tightening her grip, shoving him forward with her hands clasped around the back of his head, using the endlessly pistoning hips driving her dick into his bouncing butt as well. “Get in there, lad! Eat that ass, ya thirsty faggot. Show us what a good girlfriend ya can be!”

    With no choice but to comply, the mage reluctantly pushed his tongue into the pirate’s ass, tasting her insides. The recipient sailor gave a long, loud sigh of bliss, pushing her rump firmly into Danny’s face while stroking her own cock. She rocked back against him, the captain helping by pushing the mage’s face deeper between her cheeks, fucking him up into the crew-woman’s rear with each barbaric thrust into Danny’s own rump.

    “Now thar’s a well-taught bitch!” the captain grunted in approval while she shoved at Danny’s head and fucked him harder still. “We’ll make a proper faggot o’ ya yet!” Gesturing to the nearest pirate she indicated for her to crawl between the others’ legs. “I think our girlfriend deserves a reward, don’t you?”

    With an eager nod the pirate allowed her already mostly-unbuttoned blouse to fall to the floor as she slid herself into Danny’s lap. The young man couldn’t see what was happening with his face buried in ass, but he could tell just from the wonderfully-soft, pillowy sensation that enveloped his stiff cock that she’d just nestled it between her ample tits. Involuntarily bucking his hips, Danny let his aching prick drool over her mounds while the intensity with which he stroked the cocks in his hands increased. He wiggled his tongue inside the pirate’s pucker, licking and drooling and suckling at her sphincter while he writhed on the dick fucking him in a mindless haze of unbidden desire.

    “Mmm… I think he likes it Cap’n.” cooed the pirate between his thighs as she arched her naked breasts firmly into his crotch, squeezing them together around Danny’s rutting cock with her hands, using those firm mounds to stroke his dripping dick up and down while he rode.

    “’Course he does! He’s nothing but a dumb whore! I knew it the moment I laid eyes on him!”

    Danny began to cry again, softly, at this, unable to stop himself from thinking of Feather, and the betrayal his enjoyment, no matter how reluctant or under duress, meant to her.

    Finally, after what seemed like eons, the pirate in front of him pulled her ass from the captive mage’s face. He opened his mouth to gasp for air but never got the chance as she turned and immediately stuffed her balls into his maw, sneering down at him. “Suck my nuts, queer-boy.” she panted. “I want to feel your fucking tongue on every nasty inch of my sack!”

    Already knowing the futility of resistance, Danny pressed his tongue firmly against her nuts, wiggling it wetly from side-to-side while his drool coated her sack. He suckled her, sputtering on his own saliva, struggling to breath through his cum-caked nostrils while the woman standing over him moaned and pushed her balls deeper into his mouth, blocking his throat even as he slathered her with his slimy tongue.

    The captain’s lock around his head tightened, her hips bucking her fat dick straight up his clenching pucker, her strong, feminine arms shoving his head deeper into her compatriot’s crotch while he lathered her sack with his tongue. Danny was writhing in unbidden pleasure on the cock ramming into him, rolling his own hips in return, mindlessly fucking the fat tits nestled around his manhood. His hands were a blur around the penis in each, stroking them off with reckless abandon while the crew watched him in the center of the carnal screwing, jerking themselves off to the sight. Thick, sticky cum occasionally spurted over his head, pasting his hair to his scalp. The Blue Mage whimpered with desire, looking up at the pirate who was standing over him, mashing her balls further into his helplessly suckling maw. She, too, had her hand wrapped around her length and Danny could see it throbbing in her grip as she jerked-off in his face while he nursed her nuts.

    The captain’s breathing got faster, more shallow; Danny could feel her hot breath on the back of his neck from her panting gasps of pleasure. “Mmph! Goin’ to cum, lad! Goin’ to cum right up yer tight, faggot ass!”

    Groaning around his mouthful of balls, Danny kept rolling his hips while he bounced on the captain’s thick cock. He could feel it pulsating deep inside his ass, the veins throbbing from the imminent release, the increased desperation with which he was impaled. Then came the white hot release of wet sperm into his asshole while his assailant rammed her spurting dick against his prostate. It was more than the hapless captive could take and he came too, gurgling around the balls of the pirate jerking-off in his face and unthinkingly bucking into the soft tits enveloping his own aching prick. He squeezed around the cock flooding his asshole with sperm, milking it for every last drop, feeling it burn inside him while his dick spurted uncontrollably, painting the pirate in his lap’s bouncing breasts with his own sticky sperm.

    His attention now fully on his own orgasm, his hands stopped moving around the pirates he had been pleasuring. Watching Danny take their captain’s load while he painted their crew-mate’s tits with cum was more than they could take and they quickly finished themselves off, the one on Danny’s left aiming for his crotch, smothering his pelvis and cock with even more cum; the other spending her seed on the young man’s bare chest, grunting out her pleasure while her mess splashed over his pecs and ran down his toned, flat stomach.

    “Oh you bitch! Oh, you fucking queer, sissy bitch, take it! Fucking take my load!” she growled while her compatriot just snarled inarticulately through her orgasm, soaking the mage’s nethers in her seed.

    All Danny could do was gurgle around the sack in his mouth, slimy tongue slathering over every inch of it. He could feel the pirate’s balls churning with release and knew what was coming, but he only sucked harder, wanting to get the humiliation over with. While the captain kept rolling her hips, pushing her still-spurting prick relentlessly through his squeezing pucker, his body already dripping with spunk, she finally came, stroking herself over Danny’s face while he drooled on her nuts. Potent ropes of warm jizz splashed over his visage, the captain’s wrestling-hold shoving his face against her crotch and holding him there while she anointed his face with her virile lust. Her hand squeezed and milked her dick for every last drop, coaxing it out onto Danny’s helpless face and letting it run down his features to his chin before slapping him with her spent prick and pulling away to finally let Danny breathe again.

    The Blue Mage was spent and gave a pathetic whine when the captain pushed him off her pulsing prick and onto the floor, where he curled into a panting, spunk-soaked heap. He was exhausted, humiliated, and spent, but his captors couldn’t have cared less; they weren’t done with him yet. Thundering footfalls quickly roused him from his daze and Danny barely had time to look up and see the burly, blue seeq stomping toward him before she had taken hold, grabbing his legs and forcing him flat on his back. Her teeth were bared in a growl of dumb, animal lust, drool spilling from her maw and down onto him as she grabbed his ankles and shoved them up by his ears, bending him in half, causing him to cry out in pain.

    “Mine!” she howled, “This little slut is mine and I want her now!”

    “No...” Danny pleaded, “Please! Please, I just can’t anymore. Let me rest. Just- just for a while, please let me rest!”

    “Uh-uh! Gonna breed you now, pretty humey! Gonna fuck you, knock you up, mate with your hot little ass!”

    The rest of the pirates slowly backed away for now, knowing better than to get in their first mate’s way when she was like this. Even the captain returned to her seat, grinning wryly, well accustomed to her second’s sexual fervor.

    The seeq, meanwhile, held Danny firmly in her grasp. Leaning down she forced him into a long, deep kiss, drooling into his mouth while her tongue wrestled with his own, lavishing and slobbering over it, the Blue Mage recoiling to no avail while his mouth was invaded by her broad, slippery muscle. Strong, hooved hands took hold of his neck and squeezed while she lowered her thick body down onto him, holding his legs in place with the weight of her body, pushing him down and choking him as she growled and drooled onto his face.

    With a howl of raw, unthinking lust she pushed her fat, blue cock deep into his asshole in one rugged shove, the captain’s sperm oozing out of him around the base of her dick, running down his ass while her fingers dug into the flesh of his neck, cutting off his air while he writhed fruitlessly under her. She mashed her lips to his, compelling him into a deep kiss while she choked him. Her hips began to pump, making him groan into her muzzle while her balls slapped against his own, her girth pinning him firmly to the floor, her cock stretching him open, pulsing against the clenching of his loosened pucker.

    When the heaving, blue assailant finally pulled her mouth away from his own it was immediately replaced with another of the crew’s toes as the crowd began to close in on him once again. Kisses trailed over his naked body, feet rubbed over his face, pushing their toes into his mouth, forcing him to lick and suckle at them, tasting the sweat while his tongue caressed over and between them. Danny wasn’t even sure at what point he had wrapped his fists around two of their cocks again, but when they began to thrust and grind insistently he stroked them in time, squeezing and kneading while he was strangled and fucked in the ass, drooling over the digits wiggling between his lips.

    The pounding of the thick member between his cheeks filled him with unbidden pleasure, his erection quickly returning while he writhed helplessly in the seeq’s unrelenting press. The young mage heard a giggle and felt more feet worming into his crotch from behind the first mate, rubbing against his stiff prick. Desperate for stimulation, any relief from the agonizing lust and pleasure that filled his addled mind, he rocked his hips up against those feet. The friction, kneading toes, the feeling of his dick rubbing up against the unseen pirate’s soles was ecstasy and he found himself clenching even tighter around the cock in his ass.

    It continued on without end, ragged, uncaring fucking, almost the entire crew using his body unsympathetically, their only thought the sexual relief he could provide them; driven relentlessly by their supernatural lust. The Blue Mage’s eyes rolled back in his head, his vision swimming from the seeq’s burly fingers digging into his neck while she choked and fucked him. His own hips rutted back to meet hers, driven to push against her by the rough feet stroking his prick. The drool-slathered toes were pulled from his mouth and replaced by somebody’s dick and Danny locked his lips tight around her, sucking her off eagerly while she rutted at his face.

    “Yes, pretty hume! Suck his dick!” the first mate groaned out in her mindless bliss. “Suck it while I breed you! You look so pretty with that dick in your mouth! Choke on it! Gag on it! Let me feel it pulsing inside your neck!” Her fingers squeezed tighter to do just that, and Danny could feel her painted nails digging into his throat, leaving shallow marks there while his face was ravaged, balls slapping against his chin, his own drool running down his cheeks.

    His grip tightened around the cocks he was stroking off, working them faster while he sputtered and choked and pushed his hips against the seeq, squirming on her engorged phallus while she ruthlessly skewered it into his ass. He could hear the moans of the crew watching every moment, stroking themselves with glee and reveling in his abuse.

    Finally, just as Danny’s vision began to gray, he felt the dick in his ass thicken even more, pulsing with the lust about to be released into his bowels. As the burly assailant began to cum she snarled down at him, open-mouthed and drooling, “Here it comes! Here it comes you filthy little faggot bitch! Get knocked up! Take my load and get knocked up with my sperm!”

    She came right away, a ridiculous amount, and as Danny felt her burning hot jizz blasting against his prostate he came too, thoughtlessly bucking and working his hips against the feminine feet stroking his cock, his own comparatively-small load splashing up over the seeq’s massive, dangling tits while she continued to pound her pumping prick as deep into him as she could force it. She snarled at this, taking one hand from his neck and backhanding him across the face while the other kept hold of his neck, shoving him down against the floor hard.

    Danny felt the dicks in his hands start to go off too, along with most of the pirates watching, but even while his body was marked and smeared in more of their lust, splashing over his chest and stomach, the mage barely noticed. The dick in his ass just would not stop cumming, continuing to fuck itself into him as it did. Whining around the cock pumping into his mouth still, Danny could feel himself filling with thick, hot sperm, overflowing around the base of the burly, blue cock and running down between his thighs, but not fast enough to stop his stomach from bloating.

    Even when the pirate fucking his mouth started to cum, her dick throbbing against the inside of his neck, her balls churning against his chin, his throat filling with her cum with more pouring from his nostrils; Danny barely noticed in his fucked-out, lust-addled, and exhausted state. His whole world was the bellowing of the seeq ringing in his ears and the feeling of her rock-hard, pulsating cock fucking him while she came; the heat of her seed flowed into and filled him completely. He groaned and wiggled with discomfort, the seeq leaning her body up off of him to let his belly expand with her sperm while she churned it seemingly endlessly into his ass, her balls mashed against his own now, churning more and more cum into him.

    The first mate’s head was thrown back, howling and groaning mindlessly as she filled him, and her hand squeezed down tight around the mage’s throat. He squirmed, but to no avail, bright spots blooming across his vision and when she finally choked him into unconsciousness, the seeq was still filling him with her load.


    When Danny regained consciousness some time later, he was actually mildly surprised. The last night’s revelries had been so savage and unending he had severely doubted that he would survive them. Light streamed through the mouth of the cave where the pirates made their lair; it was morning. His whole body was sore and ached. It was also smeared with the lipstick and kiss-marks of his captors, and more than a few scratches from their long, painted nails. He hadn’t been moved either, just left to lie naked in a cooling pool of spunk, some of it his own, but mostly from the affection of the cursed pirate-women. More of it was drying against his skin, chilling him and causing him to shiver. He could feel his asshole still gaping from all the massive dicks he’d taken the night before, as well as the sperm continuing, even now, to ooze from between his cheeks. And there was one other things he could feel as well.

    Pushing himself up feebly with his elbows, Danny looked down to see four of the pirate crew crawling over the lower-half of his body. All of them were naked, their breasts exposed and their cocks stiffened with morning wood. One of them, a blond, had her face buried in his ass, and it was the insistent probing and wiggling of her tongue exploring his asshole that Danny had felt; that had, in fact, awakened him in the first place, he now realized.

    While the blond continued to eat out his ass, making him wiggle, his soft, gasping moan caught the attention of her compatriots. A brunette pirate flashed him a wicked smile and sneered. “Oh, I see you’re finally up. Don’t you fret, little whore. We’re just getting you ready for some more action. The captain and the first mate were monopolizing most of you last night, and now we want our chance.”

    “Please,” Danny pleaded, “Just let me rest. I-I’m so exhausted and sore! I don’t know if I can take any more.” Despite his words, he could already feel his cock starting to harden at the sight of their curvaceous, nude bodies combined with the sensation of that nimble tongue working ever-deeper into his ass.

    “I guess we’ll find out.” the third pirate chimed in, shaking her mousy, brown locks. “’Cause if you’re going to be a good girlfriend for all of us, you’re going to need to be properly trained. And we’re just the lot to get you good and broken-in.”

    The blond pulled her tongue from him, looking up at the Blue Mage from between his thighs, and shot him a pretty, painted smile, long lashes fluttering in a salacious wink. “It’ll be alright, you gorgeous little homo. You’ll learn to love it. You’ll me moaning for more while you ride my cock, and we’ll give it to you too, until you’re craving more like the sissy little queer we all know you are, deep down inside.”

    She rolled over onto her back, idly stroking her stiff prick with one hand and holding it in place. Her three compatriots seized Danny with their feminine, yet powerful hands, hoisting his spent and unwilling body up and over her. Lining up his asshole with her rigid prick, one of them spread his cheeks open for her while the other two pushed him down onto the blond’s cock. Gravity did most of the work, and Danny’s sphincter was still gaping from the night before; he easily slid down onto her, that feeling of a warm, rigid rod pulsing inside him already becoming more familiar.

    “Your ass is starting to feel worn-out already.” the blond beneath him cooed teasingly. “We all knew you were a natural-born bitch the moment we saw you though; I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

    Danny just groaned out stupidly, his mind and body too wracked to put up much resistance anymore, though he kept trying to tell himself that he hated this, wanted it to stop no matter how much more some primal part of him craved it. He rolled his hips, grinding the dick between his butt-cheeks and working it inside him instinctively. The pirate under him squirmed with pleasure and murmured her approval while she matched the grinding motion of his hips with her own, pushing her thick cock up deeper into him, making him bounce on her rod as she did. Her hands grabbed onto his thighs, pulling him down onto her dick while she thrust herself up into him, moaning out louder with each quick motion of her pelvis.

    The brown-haired pirate giggled from behind the rutting pair as she watched, nearly mesmerized by the sight of her compatriot’s cock plunging into that pre-loosened asshole again and again. “Mmm… I’ve got an idea how to tighten him back up...” she giggled.

    The next thing Danny felt were her pretty, slender fingers on his shoulders as she took hold of him and her firm, naked breasts pressing into the back of his neck. This was followed shortly by the tip of her cock poking against his pucker, teasing the entrance even while he continued to bounce up and down the blond’s thick pole.

    “Oh, no!” he exclaimed, horrified realization washing over him. “There’s no way! T-there’s just no way!”

    “Sure there is!” the brown-haired pirate chirped in mock reassurance. “Let me just show you!”

    With a moan of pleasure she pushed her cock into him slowly, forcing him to savor every inch of her dick while it slid up the blond’s length to join her deep inside his ass. Crying out, Danny slumped forward, resting his palms against the blond’s tits, furthering her enjoyment, making her push herself into him hard at the same time as the other.

    Once the Blue Mage had both of their dicks adequately lodged inside him, the woman behind him gestured the third of the crew-members closer. Both pressing their naked bodies tightly together, she too lowered herself and began to work her dick between Danny’s cheeks with the others, though considerably less patiently than her friends had done.

    “Let’s see just how much dick you can take.” she panted through teeth clenched in anticipation. “Let’s see if you break like a worthless fuck-toy, or if you take it all like the needy faggot you seem!”

    “No!” Danny yelled, “I can’t! I can’t do it; please don’t! Please stop! Just let me rest. I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry I let them go! I’ll be your girlfriend! I’ll stay and do anything you want if you just don’t!”

    “You’ll stay either way, faggot! And you’ll do it with three cocks up your ass too, fucking you like the little bitch you are! We’re going to train you to love it!”

    She took hold of him too, around the waist, keeping him steady while she pushed herself steadily into his ass, her cock rubbing against the other two already inside him. Danny yowled out, his exhausted body going rigid as he strained to take so much fat dick all at once. Sweat dripped from his hair, still stuck together with drying sperm, and his muscles quivered and twitched from exertion. “It’s too much! It’s so much, and I can’t take it!” he howled, unheeded as the threesome drove themselves thoughtlessly ever-deeper into his bowels.

    His pucker stretched to take so much dick, just barely able to contain all of their pounding shafts. He watched the blond underneath him moan and writhe with increased pleasure from the tightness, his palms groping her chest while she bounced him on her cock and back into the other two, forcing him to ride her dick, skewering him into the others while she fucked him like a piece of meat.

    The Blue Mage whined with exertion, doing his best to take three cocks up his ass at once, straining at the sensation of being so full, feeling them rubbing against each other deep inside him. His own dick was rock-hard and, as he threw back his head to let loose an involuntary groan of pleasure, the brunette took hold of his hair and, glaring down at him, shoved her dick all the way down his throat.

    “Suck me, you bitch.” she panted with joy, reveling in the feeling of the male’s lips locking tight around the base base of her pulsing shaft, the way his gagging throat squeezed around the head of her cock. “Suck that dick like the faggot you are!”

    Danny did his best to oblige, but she slapped him across the face anyway, making him cry out around her prick while he sputtered and choked. His naked body bounced up and down while he road the blond’s member, lurching forward as the two pirates behind him rammed their dicks in at the same time, matching each other’s strokes, screwing him with no care given to anything but their own release. Kisses were trailed over the back of his neck, desperate hands clutched and yanked at his writhing form, tugging him into the mindlessly rutting cocks, pulling and using his frame in an animalistic ploy for even the slightest bit more pleasure his body could offer them.

    “You look so fucking hot with that cock in your mouth.” somebody breathed hotly into his ear. “I love the way your throat bulges when you gag on it!”

    A hand behind shoved his face forward and he could feel them throbbing harder inside him when he choked loudly, drool running down his chin. He was yanked back by the hair before being shoved forward again, the pirates behind him using his face to jerk-off their crew mate’s dick, making her moan louder in bliss while they just ravaged him harder for his efforts, grunting with effort while they drove their pricks into him together, grinding deep into his bowels.

    Balls slapped against his chin, the pretty brunette before him fucking his face, beating her pelvis against him and working her dick into his spasming throat while he slobbered down her throbbing length. “That feel good?” she gasped, her chest heaving for breath while she shoved herself ever harder into his suckling maw. “You love all that dick deep inside you, don’t you? Love to get fucked, huh? You sissy, homo slut!”

    Tears ran down his cheeks as Danny nodded up at her in reluctant acceptance and it only fueled her lust further, her hands gripping down on his slender shoulders and shoving him down onto the blond’s dick, who gasped out in ecstasy and slapped his ass before spreading his cheeks wide for the other two.

    The carnal fucking went on interminably, the four pirates continuing to berate him while they worked in tandem to stretch his holes and stuff his helplessly, squirming body with more cock than Danny would have ever thought possible. All the young man could do was sob and moan out with unwanted pleasure while his body was used and jostled by their pounding hips and eagerly grasping extremities. Finally, with a loud, lecherous cry of pleasure, the brunette fucking his mouth reached her climax.

    “Here it comes! Here it comes, you dumb fucking whore! Drink your breakfast! Don’t spill a drop because this is all you need to eat from now on!”

    She shoved her hips flush against his face, her balls mashed against his chin and soaked with his own saliva as they churned her slimy load straight down his gullet. Danny could feel the sperm pumping through her phallus between his puckered lips right before the first blast splashed against the back of his throat. He sputtered and started to swallow as fast he could, the cum thick and hard to gag down. The brunette moaned louder at the feeling of him swallowing around her prick while she came. She kept grinding herself against his face, spending her load while she looked down at her captive, who was gurgling her seed, his mouth filling up, cheeks puffing as he continued to swallow, striving to take everything she had to give him.

    Watching him struggle and whimper while he fought to gulp down their friend’s load was more than the other three sharing his ass could take. They came too, one after another, their dicks rubbing together inside Danny’s rear, searing spunk washing over each other’s cocks as they kept thrusting, fucking their loads into the writhing mage.

    Danny slobbered and sputtered, his throat spasming, struggling to swallow all his captor’s lust while so much more filled his over-stuffed rump. They were groaning and panting and snarling out their pleasure as they pumped him full, fucking their cumming-cocks into his ass frantically, in tandem. The heat of it filled him up and the thrusting never stopped until their balls were completely empty.

    With a sigh, the brunette pulled her prick from between Danny’s soft lips, wiping it off on his face once she did. The two pirate’s behind him also pulled their dicks from his ass and the blond beneath him shoved him off of her, discarding his used-up body on the floor, leaving him gaping wider than ever before, fresh jizz dripping from his over-fucked asshole.

    Just then, the doors crashed open and, as Danny lay wallowing in the puddle of sperm dripping from between his lips and ass cheeks, the captain burst in with her first mate trailing close behind.

    “What’s all the racket in here?” she roared, glowering first as her crew, then down at Danny’s pathetic state. “Argh, I see. Been havin’ a bit o’ fun, have we? Thought you’d get here early and cut the line, I suppose?”

    The blond pirate lowered her eyes in mild embarrassment and stammered apologetically. “Sorry, captain, we just thought it’d be okay, on account-”

    “I don’t give nary a flip what ya were thinkin’, lad!” the captain cut her off. “Back to the barracks with the lot o’ ya! Yer all on disciplinary detail!”

    Without further argument, the foursome nodded their heads in unison before meekly sidling past their captain and out of the common room, presumably back to the barracks as ordered.

    “Thank you.” Danny stammered weakly from the floor. “I-I just need to rest. I don’t know how much more I could’ve taken. Thank you so much.”

    The captain guffawed at this. “Don’t be thankin’ me, lad.” she said, a wry smirk creeping across her red-painted lips. “I’m not here fer yer benefit. I’m here because me ‘n’ my first mate get first dibs at yer fine booty. The rest o’ the crew’s supposed to wait ‘til we’re done with ya.”

    “No… oh no. I can’t take anymore; I just can’t! Please! Please, just give me a little break. That’s all I need and I promise I’ll do whatever you want.”

    The captain shook her head, and the big, blue seeq slowly closed in on the sloppy young man. “No. We will not wait. We will fuck you and breed you when, and how we like. You are our girlfriend now and you are only still alive to service are needs.” Her powerful, hoof-like hands grabbed him around his hips and she pulled his body closer to her own, leaning down for a long, forceful kiss. Danny could feel her broad, lengthy tongue slathering over his own as it pushed into his maw and explored without inhibition.

    The seeq pulled back from him, but kept her grip on his body as she moved herself behind him, loincloth falling to the floor as she went. Rocking him back into her, she reclined on the floor with the young man on top; thick, blue cock already fully erect in anticipation, her hips pushing it between his cheeks, rubbing her length up and down between them while Danny wriggled atop her feebly. Her forceful grasp then turned the mage’s body around, holding him up while she lined up the bulbous head of her prick with his stretched and drooling passage.

    “Going to get you pregnant.” she growled up at him, her voice dripping with stupid, animal lust, “Going to knock you up with a whole damn litter!”

    She pushed up with her hips, the head of her dick stretching Danny’s asshole even further, causing him to cry out while she pulled him insistently down onto her cock, bucking up into him, groaning out her pleasure while sticky cum oozed out of his ass around her pulsating shaft. The seeq grunted, sliding her mitt up his side and taking hold of the back of his head, pulling him down on top of her. Danny could feel her large breasts mashed against his own slender chest, the excited beating of her heart while she slowly plunged herself into him again and again, deeper with each thrust, and when he started to moan out himself she pressed her lips to his again, ravishing his mouth with her tongue while her cock did the same to his ass.

    “Mmm… now that looks real good...” the captain said as she watched her second-in-command stretch open their captive’s pucker. “I knew the moment I lain eyes on ya that ya were a natural-born cock-sleeve.” Her voice dripped with sensual desire and she bent to slap the Blue Mage’s ass, spanking and beating it red even while the burly seeq fucked herself ever deeper into it. “Now, let’s really git ya broken-in. Ruin that tight, faggot ass o’ yers once and fer all.”

    All Danny could do was whine pitifully into the first mate’s maw while his ass was beaten. He could feel the way his pain was egging her on, the sensation of her dick throbbing harder inside him, the increased urgency of her mindless thrusting, filling him up. She reached back and spread his cheeks wide even as she continued to pound him, and the next thing he felt was the head of the captain’s cock, somehow even larger than her second’s, pushing against his dick-stuffed asshole. He shook his head in negation and tried to pull himself away from the seeq’s deep, lingering kiss, but the hand on the back of his head held him firmly in place.

    The captain was not as gentle as her mate, (who seemed to be quickly developing an increasingly deepening crush on the young man), and once she had the head of her dick worked into the mage’s ass she pushed herself all the way into him in a single, uncaring shove. She grunted with effort, hands grasping onto his hips and pulling him back into her crotch while she stuffed him even further, slapping him across the cheeks and double-packing his ass with the two biggest dicks of the entire crew.

    The only thing Danny could do was struggle to take it all; his naked, cum-drenched form writhing pitifully between his two assailants as they stuffed his unwilling butt to the brim with their fat dicks. He was rocked back and forth between them, the captain fucking him down into the first mate’s crotch while she, in turn, bucked herself up into him, forcing his body into her leader’s pumping prick. His moans and whimpers were muffled by the seeq’s forceful kiss and his own tongue pressed into hers while he suckled and drooled over it. His pucker kept spasming and squeezing around both the thick cocks shoving themselves deep into his bowels, in tandem.

    The seeq’s thick fingers never stopped their insistent kneading of Danny’s ass-cheeks, pulling them apart for her captain’s dick, squeezing and groping her pretty little hume boyfriend while she screwed him full of more-and-more throbbing, blue dick. She kissed him deeper, tongue wrestling with his own, rocking and grinding her body up into his while she clutched onto his slippery form possessively. Every fiber of her being was filled with unnatural lust, and not just from the curse; she wanted his tight little homo ass either way, and nothing was going to stop her rampaging cock until she had had that cute little pucker in ever way possible.

    For the captain it was more a show of dominance. She didn’t really care much about Danny one way or the other. Sure, he was attractive enough, but at the and of the day he was just an easy pair of holes to stuff full of dick; a toy to be used to sate her carnal needs and then tossed aside until he was needed again. She did enjoy the sounds he made when she hurt him though, so she slapped him across the ass again with a snarl and plunged herself all the way up his ass, grunting and holding herself there while she ground and worked the head of her pulsating cock as deep into him as she could go, mashing in against his boy-button while her pre dripped hotly over it.

    Danny could feel every inch of both of them, so hot, and hard, and throbbing in his once-tight rear. Whenever they plunged into him together he cried out and squirmed, at the very edge of his breaking point. Never in his life would he have imagined he could feel so full, or that it could feel so good, no matter how much he hated it. His wiggling only seemed to fire his captors up more: he could feel the crash of the captain’s pelvis against his backside, smashing him down into the seeq’s thick, heaving form while she raped his mouth with her tongue. She, in turn, pushed herself up into him, both of their sacks slapping against his own while the captain’s open palm gave his ass a similar treatment, beating his reddened butt further while they both worked to stretch him to his limit, and beyond.

    The first mate was growing more restless now, her grip on Danny’s ass tightening, nails digging into the flesh of his rear. She mashed his cheeks together around her and the captain’s plunging cocks, rubbing his meat over their shafts while they unrelentingly reamed him. She could feel the captain’s slightly larger cock rubbing against her own inside the little slut’s asshole, and it only increased her passion, her hips a blur now, her long tongue plunging into the boy’s throat, exploring every crevice between those soft, sensuous lips while she grunted and panted and moaned into his mouth.

    The sound of that moaning only fueled the captain’s need and she grunted with effort, plunging her monstrously-large cock into the squirming mage mercilessly. Her hands held him tight around the waist, tugging him into her thrusts and shoving him down onto the other dick invading his ass, the sound of her hips beating against his flanks ringing throughout the common room. Her pretty lips trailed kisses along Danny’s bare back and neck, scattering more colorful kiss-marks over his nude form. She felt the seeq’s cock throbbing against her own, and it drove her mad with pleasure; she angled her hips to rub her own dick against it while she matched the blue beast’s pace, both of them groaning in ecstasy as they filled their unwilling partner’s ass to the breaking point with their cocks, stretching his once-tight pucker to fit the shape of their pricks.

    As the smaller male writhed helplessly between their lunging, thrusting forms, he involuntarily clenched himself around their lengths repeatedly, his body longing to feel every contour of those thick, veined cocks while they filled him. As their desperation increased Danny knew they were about to cum and couldn’t help himself from bucking back-and-forth between the two dicks in his ass, grinding and rolling his hips to meet them as best he could.

    The second-in-command was the first to go off, her muzzle enveloping his mouth as her kiss deepened even further, long tongue pushing itself down his throat. She snorted and groaned, hands grasping ever-more desperately over his thrashing body, hips jamming her fat, blue cock all the way into him and holding herself there. The heat of her cum as it gushed in constant waves from her heavy balls filled Danny. His stomach bloated with jizz as he was filled even further, his whimpering moans panting out between his lips and into the seeq’s mouth while he squirmed down onto her spurting prick.

    It was enough to set the captain off and, after a few last shallow, rutting thrusts, she yanked her cock from his overflowing asshole and started to cum on his back. Her hand grasped him by the scalp, wrapping his hair around her fingers and tearing him away from the still-cumming seeq’s kiss.

    “Tell me again how straight ya are, ya cum-filled faggot! Tell me again about yer precious li’l girlfriend that you love oh-so-much! Or, are ya a sissy li’l gay-boy here to pleasure our cocks?!”

    “Yes!” Danny pleaded, desperate to appease these ravenous sexual-tormentors. “I’m just a faggot; a cum rag! You’re my boyfriends, and I’m only here for your pleasure.”

    The captain was barely even listening at this point, her prick erupting over Danny’s back while he lay sprawled on the heaving, blue demihuman below. Jizz seeped from his stretched asshole, soaking his thighs, running down his aching balls; slathering them in a filmy, white sheen. The pirate behind him saw it all, and she threw back her head in a howl of ecstasy as she kept cumming over his back, rutting her cock between the mage’s messy butt-cheeks. Sperm poured over him, pooling in the small of his back, burning his flesh with its sticky heat, while the captain poured more onto his ruined form carelessly.

    “Alright boys, we’re done!” the Captain called out, and the door burst open again, the rest of the crew pouring through it, encircling the cream-coated captive.

    Danny looked up at them as he lay in a pool of drying spunk, his whole body slathered in sperm, naked and exposed, ass dripping with jizz in full view of the crew. His chest heaved and he panted for breath, every muscle in his spent body screaming from aching exhaustion, loins burning with unrequited need. He tried to open his mouth to speak, but only a single, inarticulate “glub” issued forth. He’d barely rested the night before, and the fucking had been almost constant, and showed no signs of ever ending.

    His vision was blurring and his head swam, but if the pirates noticed they did not care one iota. The mage’s trembling form was unceremoniously shoved over onto its back, his legs spread, and another dick rammed deep into his overflowing ass. He tried to call out, to protest, beg just to be let to rest, but before he could even fully open his lips the bulbous head of another cock was pushed up against them, forcing itself along the length of his tongue and down his throat. He tried to breath through his nose, but to no avail. He was absolutely used up and spent.

    Danny’s vision grayed while he sucked and sputtered and took the pirate’s dick all the way inside him. He could feel it pushing more jizz out of him to dribble into the constantly growing pool in which he wallowed. It was the last thing he would remember feeling, and the last thing he saw was more of the pirates closing in on him, cocks bared, continuing to pass him around and use him even after he passed out from exhaustion.


    There was no telling how much time passed; Danny’s unconsciousness was complete and dreamless. The next thing he remembered was suddenly starting back to awareness in a small, soft bed. Pure-white sheets swaddling his still-aching body and hazy sunlight streamed in through the windows. He could hear birds chirping cheerfully. Looking up blearily, he saw the most welcome sight in the entire world: the pretty face of his beloved Feather smiling down at him, full of of hope and concern.

    “There you are, Danny.” she cooed soothingly, “Everything’s alright now. You’re safe again. You’re a hero.”

    “What- what happened?” he mumbled hoarsely, his throat sore and raw from untold hours of abuse.

    Feather explained it all to him over the following days as he recovered at the clinic in Moorabella. The women he’d freed had indeed made it back safely and, once they had, they’d alerted the clans to the pirate’s location. Danny had been freed and brought back here to recover, and while the captain and her first mate had managed to escape with some of the crew, a great many of them had been captured or killed. And, most importantly, their hideout had been uncovered and razed, their ship sunk, and everyone was safe.

    There was no hiding the ordeal he had been through from Feather this time; the adventurers who had rescued him had found the pirates still in the act, and it had been quite the topic of conversation among them. Even though he’d been compelled against his will, Danny felt guilty for having enjoyed it, and that guilt only increased as Feather went out of her way to dote and care for him tenderly, doing her best to help him “get over his terrible ordeal.” It all reached a head when Muriel came to visit, reminding him of a similar encounter they’d both had with a pack of goblins some months before. The guilt was more than he could take, and he decided to finally come clean about it to Feather.

    “It’s not like I was ever looking for it,” he finished explaining, “but… I don’t know; I couldn’t help it. By the end I was enjoying it in spite of myself. It- it really has me questioning a lot about myself. I guess I’m just feeling confused, but I can’t really deny what I felt at the time.”

    Feather frowned as she considered this, stroking Danny’s cheek soothingly with her soft hand. “Truthfully,” she began, “I had an experience kind of like that myself while we were apart, so I understand. I don’t think any less of you for it, Danny. You’re still the same person to me you’ve always been.” It was like a weight had been lifted. The two embraced and kissed gently.

    Danny’s recovery went quickly, and Feather seemed more cheery than Danny had seen her in ages; always smiling and humming to herself when she bustled into his room to check on him or bring his meals. On the day he was discharged he waited until the end of her shift so she could walk home with him. Her eyes danced with nervous excitement, and she seemed flustered for some reason, but the young man couldn’t tell what was up.

    As they slowly made their way home together, mindful of Danny’s convalescence, Feather turned toward him, tilting her face up toward his with shy anticipation. “So, now that you’re feeling better, maybe in a few days I could introduce you to some friends of mine?” she stammered nervously. “I mean… seeing as how you enjoyed yourself and all, I thought maybe next time you’d like to share that ‘similar experience’ I had with me?”

    “Wait, you mean there’s a next time for you?” Danny gaped.

    Feather blushed and nodded her head. “But I’d like it more if you were there with me.”

    Danny nodded in understanding and wrapped his arm around her, continuing on without answering. He’d have to think about that.
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