A sneak attack

Not a soul accosted them as they crossed the warehouse district. The buildings loomed liked ancient stone megaliths, silent and still. They blotted out much of the light from the torch-ring above, leaving the alleys between them shrouded in shadows. The only living things in sight were occasional stray cats, which hissed and ran as the women crossed by.

Teysa kept her mace handy. She let Aliara lead and scanned their surroundings continuously. She was keenly aware of how well-suited this area was for an ambush. Nobody would know about it for days at least. She shivered. "Li, how close are we? I don't like this."

Aliara consulted the map. "Not far now. It's this way." She paused. "Think we should go around? They've got to be expecting something from the Eel. I think they'll shoot first and ask questions later."

Teysa nodded. "Good idea. You should probably scout it out-- I'm a little conspicuous."
They diverted from the main row of warehouses into a side alley. The alleys zagged drunkenly back and forth between the warehouses, linking up at odd angles. What appeared from the street to be an orderly row of square buildings was in fact a tangled warren of partially collapsed walls, walkways, scaffolding and tunnels. Aliara navigated as best she could, occasionally doubling back or climbing over a wall rather than go around.

Up ahead Teysa could hear a faint chittering noise. A flickering orange glow was faintly visible between panels of beaten copper siding. Aliara held up a hand to indicate a halt, then beckoned Teysa close. She spoke in a low, urgent voice.
"Lizardmen, up ahead. I'll scout, you stay here. Be ready-- I might be coming back at a run." She smiled and crept off around the corner.

Patience had never been her strong suit. Pacing back and forth in the alley, Teysa was a bundle of nerves. She couldn't hear anything unusual, but Aliara had always been very quiet when she needed to be. That didn't stop her from visualizing all kinds of terrible scenarios. In her mind's eye she saw Aliara caught in a trap, stabbed in the back by a lizardman she hadn't seen, taken prisoner. Teysa slapped her mace into the palm of one hand. She felt helpless, trapped here. How long had it been? Five minutes? Ten? If she's not back in five more minutes, I'm going after her. She was too agitated to stand still. When she heard footsteps approaching, she instinctively reared back to strike, and only quick reaction saved her from braining Aliara with her mace.

"Whoa! Whoa, Tey, it's me! It's ok. I got in and out of there really easily. Their security is terrible. Looks like about a dozen of them. I didn't see any shaman, so at least we don't have that to deal with. We can get to a scaffold about fifteen feet off the ground and drop on them. You think you can handle a dozen?"
"Piece of cake." Teysa grinned. Finally, a problem she could solve with her mace. "Lead on."
Aliara beckoned her onward. "It's about three hundred feet. Follow, and stay quiet." They rounded the corner... and almost walked directly into a half dozen lizardmen.

Teysa started in surprise. The lizardmen didn't-- they had clearly been lying in wait. They wore mismatched bits of steel plate and carried a variety of notched, beaten-looking blades. The one Teysa had nearly collided with appeared to be the leader. He wore a high-crested helm with a plume of multicolored feathers and carried one of the ironglass clubs the lizardmen favored. By the time Teysa got her mace up it was already swinging, and only a **** lunge on her part saved her from a blow to the head. As it was the club slammed into her shoulder and sent her mace spinning away. Aliara cried out as another lizardman swiped at her with a stone axe. She managed to slip around the blow, but her foe stepped forward and punched her in the gut with one massive fist. Her eyes grew wide and with a shocked "Oof!" she crumpled up, daggers skittering across the ground.

Teysa tried to reach her, to help her up, but she abruptly snapped back. There was a terrible pain in her scalp and she realized that the lizardman leader had arrested her motion by grabbing a handful of her hair. He tossed her to the ground with one hand and stepped heavily on her back. She felt her armor creaking and gasped desperately for air. The other lizardmen hissed-- a combination laugh and threat display. Teysa saw her mace lying a few feet away. She reached one arm out, desperately clawing for it, but the weight of the lizardman was pinning her in place and she couldn't reach. Panic gave her strength and she stretched as far as she could. For a moment it seemed like she would reach it, but a stunning blow to the head turned off the lights in her personal world.

She awoke to pain. It was the first thing she was aware of: a throbbing, dull ache in her head. Gradually she became aware of other sensations. She was lying on her side on warm, smooth flagstones, covered in gritty dust. With a start, she realized she was naked. She tried to stand and found she couldn't. Cracking one eyelid a little she looked around. She was in a warehouse-- presumably the lizardmen's base. Her wrists were bound by crude metal shackles, chained to a stake that rested between two of the floor's heavy stones. Aliara was **** a few feet away, also naked, also shackled and chained to the same post. Teysa gathered her legs underneath her and tried to take stock of her situation. She managed to reach a kneeling position and looked around.

They were at the center of a roughly circular encampment. Rough yurt-looking constructions of tanned hide ringed a firepit, over which a spit bore some unidentifiable haunch of meat. Boxes and barrels lay haphazardly around the ring. She looked for the lizardmen, but couldn't find any. Good, that was good. First she had to awaken Aliara and...

"E'thok!"
The cry came from somewhere above her. She swiveled back and forth trying to see, but the shackles were too restrictive. The lizardman tongue was not complicated, but she had never learned it. It wasn't hard to figure out the gist. The speaker loomed into her field of vision: the lizardman leader from earlier, wearing his plumed helmet and a crude loincloth. He stood over her with his hands on his hips, looking down contemptuously. It was hard to read facial expressions on his reptilian snout, but he looked pleased with himself. More lizardmen were drifting over at their leader's summons. Nearby, Aliara moaned softly and stirred.

Teysa cleared her throat. Lizardmen were greedy, short-sighted creatures. Maybe she had some leverage. "Listen, we can get you money. Payment, yes? I know someone who will ransom us."
"Ikk tanik, pewaslo." The chieftain or whatever he was wasn't speaking to her-- this was directed at his troupe, who hissed and clamored. Teysa kept trying. "Do you speak Common? Common? We can make a deal?"
The chieftain crossed over to behind her. Teysa swiveled frantically, trying to keep him in sight. "Wait. Wait! You don't have to-" she yelped as she felt his scaly claws close over her waist. She screwed her eyes shut and tensed, preparing for the end, but it didn't come. Instead she felt herself yanked roughly backward. The lizardman pushed her torso down to the ground and lifted her hips in the air. Teysa realized a moment too late what was happening. "No! Please! Not that! Please don't-"

The chieftain ignored her pleas. With a single motion he tore his loincloth off. She felt his reptilian prick brush her leg as he knelt behind her. It glistened in the twilight as unknowable secretions pulsed from its flared tip. The smell was appalling, a fetid carnivore musk that poured off him in an almost visible wave. A thin trickle of some gooey substance oozed across her thigh as the slimy member inched closer to her precious honeypot. With a single, brutal gesture, he wrenched her legs apart and slapped his cock against her mound with a meaty THACK! Teysa tried to preserve her innocence one more time. "Please, don't, don't, no, nooOOOOAAAAHHH!" With a single rough motion the lizardman buried his scaly meat inside her.

His cock wasn't as long as the ovipositor had been, but it was very thick, and the texture was rough and pebbled. As he thrust into her she felt little ridges rubbing her nether lips. She felt herself stretching to accommodate him, her tight channel yielding up to his thrusts. To her shame she felt her pussy growing moist. She told herself that it was just her body's self-defense, but there was a familiar warmth building inside her, even in the extremity of her violation. The chief pulled most of the way out and paused for a single heartbeat before pistoning back in. Teysa felt the impact in her solar plexus as a blow that knocked the wind out of her with an audible grunt. She tried to brace for the next one, but still gasped as he slammed deep into her most intimate parts. The violation was complete. Her body was no longer her own, but belonged to this invader. She felt her clit awakening, stirring with pleasure despite her terror as the bumpy ridges caressed her pussy lips.

The other lizardmen hissed and cheered as their leader defiled Teysa. A couple of them dragged Aliara to her knees and began to squeeze and knead her breasts. Feebly, the half-elf tried to fight them off, but they laughed and easily pinned her arms behind her back. One reached between her legs and roughly squeezed her mound, the coral-pink of her pussy lips just visible between his green fingers. She let out a squeal, which the others imitated in the harsh, barking tones. They **** her to the ground and held her legs a painful distance apart while the grabber took his time unsheathing his monstrous prick. It was, if anything, larger than the leader's, and Aliara whimpered in fear. Once he was sure he had her full attention the lizardman slowly by steadily impaled her on his scaly cock. As each inch drove deeper, a bulge rose in Aliara's stomach. She wailed and thrashed while her eyes filled with mute futility. Her body spasmed as the lizardman bottomed out; surely the tip of his vile prick was scraping out her womb. Another of the capering beasts rubbed his member across her face, laughing and squeezing out a foul paste that clung like jelly. Aliara clamped her mouth shut, but resistance was futile: the lizardman simply held her nose closed until she gasped for breath, then shoved his cock into her mouth. Aliara's eyes widened in shock and she gagged, ****, while the lizardman grabbed the sides of her head in his claws and began to thrust down her throat. Lewd squelching and **** sounds marked the transformation of her mouth and throat into a slime-dripping fuck-hole.

Teysa was spared that indignity, at least. None of the other lizardmen approached her while the chief had his way with her. His thrusts were growing rougher, faster, and more frenzied; he pounded her quim with reckless abandon. Each blow was like a punch to the gut, and her breathing had grown shallow and ragged. She could feel her pussy stretch painfully as his huge cock filled her up. She felt even more stretched than when she had given birth to the spiderlings. What had been a tight channel was now a ruined lizardman fuck-sleeve. Teysa's eyes rolled back into her head as the last trace of defiance leaked out of her. Each thrust sent an electric shock up her spine, and she realized that was on the brink of coming. The pebbled texture that was rearranging her organs was also massaged her from the inside, filling her brain with pleasure. She moaned as the orgasm tore through her, her pussy spasming limply around him. The lizardman sensed it and thrust once more, his most powerful blow of all. She felt it slam painfully into her much-abused cervix, which yielded to the ****. As the bulbous, malformed cockhead battered into her womb a flood of hot lizard-cum geysered out of him. She could feel each pulse shoot out like a cannonball into her defenseless womb. The very first shot filled up her insides with rancid genetic material, but it was followed by pulse after pulse, trapped by the huge cock that was plugging her up tightly. Her ovaries were bathed in slimy lizard-goo, her most secret places overflowing with the warm gunk that was still pouring into her. Her belly expanded as the seed, trapped with nowhere to go, stretched her out like a balloon. Finally, the lizard chieftain pulled out with an audible slurp, leaving her feeling hollow. Her ruined pussy lips hung open and a stream of his warm spunk glugged out of the gaping hole.

Teysa had only a moment to relax before another lizardman stepped up behind her. Her pussy was so sore and bruised she raised her voice in protest, but he ignored her pleas. This one positioned his scaly rod at the tight, puckered entrance to her ass. She had a moment to realize what was happening before he pressed forward. Her sphincter held for a moment, then a flash of pain knifed through her as it gave way. The jolt cut through her fucked-out haze and she screamed. "Aaaaaggghh! No! Please! Not there! P-p-please..." Her cry trailed away as the lizardman's member tunneled deep into her bowels, then began to pull backward. Teysa tensed, know what was to come next, but nothing could have prepared her for his next thrust. This one seemed aimed directly at her swollen womb; the impact sent a gushing flood of off-white lizard cum spurting out of her wrecked cunt. The flow tapered off to a trickle, only to become a waterfall as another thrust punched her fucked-out baby-bag. Tears of pain and humiliation pricked the corners of her eyes and began to course down her cheeks. Worse, every time the chieftain's seed spewed forth from her abused fuckhole, a spasm of pleasure overtook her. She could not deny it; each fountain was accompanied by a squirt of her own juices. It seemed as though he had left an endless supply of his nut-butter behind, and each brutal thrust milked more of it out of her. The spattery cum painted her thighs with each eruption.

Next to her, Aliara was bouncing up and down on another lizardman's rod, the bulge in her stomach reaching nearly as high as her perky breasts. She wore an alabaster mask of dried cum, with dark smears where the lizardmen's filthy thighs had roughly scraped her cheeks. Tears carved two tracks through the caked-on filth, but she could not cry out; what looked like more than a foot of lizard cock filled her throat. The bulge worked its way up and down before the lizardman grunted and yanked hard on her coppery hair. Teysa could see the movement through Aliara's skin; the bulge in her throat twitched and began to fire blasts of hot lizard wad directly into her stomach. The little half-elf's tummy puffed out as the ejaculate filled her stomach and began to backflow, each new pulse sending twin streams of sticky gunk spewing out of her nostrils. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her sinuses overflowed with lizard cum. When the lizardman on top of her pulled out, it became clear that his impaling cock had been the only thing keeping her upright; she slumped to the side and convulsed before vomiting up a soupy mess of lizard chowder. Most of it plastered across her breasts and thighs, though some landed on the lizardman in her pussy, who didn't seem to notice.

Teysa sobbed in agony and fear as her assailant roughly sodomized her. She could feel his massive cock churning up her insides and rearranging her organs. Her body distorted around it, the flesh of her stomach tenting obscenely as he pushed himself into her deeper and deeper, burying his rod to the hilt in her ass. It seemed as though at any moment her ass would rupture. Surely he was in her stomach by now! Somehow it held together long enough for him to piston sharply twice and spew what seemed like an endless torrent of hot jizz deep into her rectum. Her body had just evacuated what felt like gallons of the stuff, but she could feel herself filling up again. The hot goo filled her bowels to bursting and began to backflow along her intestines, each twitch of the lizardman's cock blasting more watery semen into her cum-packed rectum.

When he finally withdrew, she gasped in relief. Teysa's asshole gaped and heaved as it struggled to close. A long stream of lizard cum drooled out and flowed into the matching stream from her pussy. Her guts gurgled and she felt a torrent of watery spunk spatter forth from her ass with a lewd cumfart. She collapsed on the ground, chest heaving, without even the strength to pull herself to her knees. She felt herself lying in a spreading pool of lizard cum and her own juices and gagged as a roil of nausea tightened her stomach. Fortunately it passed-- just in time for another lizardman to step up behind her. This time, she didn't even have the strength to beg. She simply surrendered, feeling him slide into her battered and abused pussy.

The ordeal lasted for what seemed like hours. Teysa lost count after the seventh lizardman. She faded in and out of consciousness. She was dimly aware of Aliara next to her, going through the same thing, but the half-elf's eyes were glassy and distant. Wherever she was, she was far away from what was happening to her.

The lizardmen kept them as breeding slaves for the next few months. Disappointingly, neither woman's womb quickened under the lizards' reptilian seed. They enjoyed the sport, but eventually they decided to sell their toys at the **** market. No matter how used up the merchandise, there was always a buyer.

GAME OVER