A Marhagore.

“It’s a Marhagore,” Rat said.

“A Marhagore,” Beth hissed, “we have to get out of here.”

Rat scoffed, “You can’t outrun a Marhagore. Stay still, and stay quiet.”

Bethany followed his advice and stayed put waiting. Beth had seen images drawings of Marhagore’s. Bastardised by lore to become what is more commonly known as a troll. Large, lumbering, covered in stony protrusions. The base at best.

Driven by instinct, the core desires of any being feed, fight, flee and fuck and Marhagore did not flee. They didn’t need to.

She held her breath as she started to hear the footsteps of the creature. It took several minutes, and she was glad. Rat had noticed it.

As the creature came into view, she shuddered. The drawings she saw did not do it justice. The creature was huge, eight-foot-tall. Blue light glowed from cracks in its rocky carapace. Its face was short, with large teeth protruding upwards. A large cock hung between its legs, thick and veiny. Bethany felt her mouth-watering at the sight of the massive member and had to remind herself that her transformation exacerbated her desires.

As she watched the creature walking by, staring at his swinging pendulous cock, Rat whispered. “I want you to bend over, and I will fuck you doggy style.”

“You can’t be serious she whispered back. He will find us and kill us.”

Rat smiled, and Beth noticed her tattoo on her chest change. “What the fuck?” she whispered.

Rat smiled, “Any time you refuse me, I get one hour.”

Beth turned to face him, “You planned this. You are going to ask me to fuck you every time I can’t.”

Rat’s smile grew larger, “Of course, so bend over or accept the extra hour.”

“You are a shit,” she said hoarsely.

The Marhagore lumbered on as Rat whispered, “Oh, I know, and I also know that you wanted to fuck that thing. But it would tear you apart. You need to be further changed to safely fuck a creature like that.”

Beth grit her teeth. She could feel her arousal. She was salivating at the thought of sucking that creature. She felt a hotness at the thought of it fucking her. “I will find a way to complete this deal, and when it’s done, I’m going to make you pay.”

Rat groaned, “You have no idea how sexy you appear to me right now.”

“Fuck you,” Bethany replied.