A rude(?) awakening

Slurp, slurp, slurp…

Hollow’s consciousness was beginning to flow back into him. He had no idea how long he was out for, he could barely remember what made him pass out. All he could remember was a streak of fire and a bare foot in his face. Then blackness.

Slurp, slurp…

He wondered vacantly what that noise was. Then he felt it, a warm, moist sensation at his groin. This made his eyes shoot wide open. He was lying down on some sort of cot in one of the rooms in Vegnus’ castle he didn’t recognize. His castle, actually, now that he thought of it. The room was full of wild plants, and similar cots like his own. They were currently empty. The air was filled with a sweet aroma that was pleasant but also had a heat to it that Hollow couldn’t identify.

The thing that Hollow was most concerned about in this moment, however, was the alraune leaning over his cot, with her face over his groin. He was naked, and his penis stood erect in… was it in her mouth?

“Sluuuurp.” this sound confirmed it, as Hollow felt it in his hips and in his lower belly, an intense sensation. He groaned. With a loud pop! the alraune lifted her head all the way off his swollen and now glistening rod. “Good morning!” The alraune greeted him with a sweet smile and a fluttery voice.

“What the hell are you doing!?” Hollow made an attempt to sit up and get into a battle position but he found he couldn’t move. “Why can’t I move!?” He demanded.

“Shhhh…” one of the alraune’s green tendrils pressed itself onto his lips, “you have been healed but you still need to recover, just relax.” She smiled again and brought her lips down to his cock again, sliding it inside with little effort. Once again, the feeling returned to his entire lower body.

Hollow’s whole existence had consisted of nothing besides training and fighting. He had never witnessed nor been a part of sex or sexual acts. In fact, he only knew that sexual acts had anything at all to do with his penis because of the occasional erection and careful consideration of what had caused it. He had never so much as masturbated, and he had never felt an orgasm.

And now he was seemingly paralyzed and helpless while an alraune of unknown origin was giving him a blowjob.

She bobbed her head up and down along his cock while he struggled to move. “Let me go damn it!” He growled but the alraune ignored him, continuing to suck even harder on his thick member. “As soon as I can move again I’ll… I’ll…” His strength was already waning. He noticed that the air took on a marginally different scent. Hollow had done battle with many alraunes before, he knew that they had pheromones that they could use to manipulate those around them. He suspected that this what was happening to him now.

Still, he was powerless to resist it. He felt his muscles relax a little, and as he did he could feel what was happening to his dick more clearly. Even though what she was doing looked extremely strange, it actually felt pretty good. He was finding it difficult to find objection to it now.

The alraune slid off his cock with another pop! “There, see? It’s not so bad.” She had begun to stroke him with her hand now. This also felt good, but in a different way. It felt rougher but more precise, her hand was putting pressure in places that were heightening the strangely pleasant feeling in his groin area in a way that the inside of her mouth hadn’t.

“What are… what’re you doing to me?” Hollow’s words were slurred as he spoke. The pheromones were having a pretty intense effect on him.

The alraune looked at him with a puzzled look. “Well, I’m helping you relax with a nice blowjob and handjob session. I’d give you a titjob too, but…” she trailed off, running her free hand over her nearly flat chest. Hollow hadn’t noticed before, but this alraune had a slight lisp. “Sometimes I think I should reincarnate into a magic knight or something…”

“Who are you?” Hollow had no idea what a blowjob, handjob, or titjob were, but his one-track mind was more concerned about who she was right now.

“Oh! Forgive my manners, my name is Penelope. You can call me Penny, though. I’m the castle’s therapist.”

So, she was a former subject of Vegnus, which made her one of Hollow’s new subjects. He wanted to ask her why she was disobeying his orders to release him, but at this point he legitimately couldn’t speak. His mouth simply hung open, a small amount of drool escaping the corner.

She had returned to mouth duty, sliding his rock-hard dick between her lips and into the wet, moist chasm of her mouth. With a slight gagging noise, very slight, she pushed the cock further into her mouth. He had to imagine it had just entered her throat, because there was a distinct constricting feeling surrounding his length now and he could see that his entire penis had completely disappeared inside her.

He felt something building inside him. At first, he thought it was the need to urinate, but there was something distinctly different about it.

Penelope began sliding herself up and down along his rod, polishing it with her lips, throat, and tongue. She went from the base all the way to the tip and back down again in a very steady rhythm.

Hollow felt his balls tighten in a strange way, and then could feel his entire cock start to twitch.

Penelope seemed to notice this too, she pulled herself all the way off his cock but stroked with her hand extremely quickly. “Don’t hold back now! This is my favorite part. Just relax and let everything go.” She smiled at him before sliding the tip of his penis between his lips.

The intense pressure at his groin only became more pronounced, and it felt like his insides were tightening up. He felt his abs clench and his teeth grit as something started to emerge from his penis.

What the fuck is happening!? He thought as wave after wave of pleasure smashed into his body and sent a new stream of something out of his cock, something thicker than urine. The feeling was strangely very pleasurable, more pleasurable than anything he had ever felt before. It was an intense wave of euphoria that surged through his entire body.

Gulp, gulp, gulp… he could hear the gentle sounds of Penelope swallowing everything that was coming out of his penis in that moment. He had no idea what it was, but he did see a distinct line of the stuff get squeezed out the edge of her lips. It was thick, almost transparent, and had sort of a pearl-like color. It definitely wasn’t urine.

After what felt like an eternity, the stream of liquid stopped flowing, and she released the tip from her lips. Her cheeks were puffed out as more of the stuff was apparently trapped inside. After two more loud gulps a sigh escaped her lips and she had an expression of true bliss. Did the stuff taste that good? It didn’t look too appetizing, and for some reason the thought of drinking it repulsed him; oddly enough, the sight of Penelope drinking the substance didn’t, though.

Feeling was beginning to return to him, and he could move his muscles. Panic was beginning to rise in him again, coming back with a vengeance after being repressed.

He sat up suddenly and jerked to his feet. Without worrying in the least about his current state of undress, he rushed over to the door of the room. He did not open it, in his panicked state, he blasted the door with unholy energy, completely disintegrating it and sending the surrounding bricks crashing against the wall at the other side of the hall. He might have been screaming, he wasn’t sure. He darted through the resulting opening and sprinted down the hall, not really caring about where he was going.

As he did this, a lone prinny who had witnessed the scene outside the door, and who had nearly been caught in the blast, sighed.

Penelope poked her head through the gaping hole in the wall and looked first down the corridor, then at the prinny. “Better get to work rebuilding this.”

The prinny sighed again. “Yeah yeah, dood.”