Awakening

Joffrey woke from his slumber where he lay in a deep bed of moss, sheltered from the sun by the canopy of trees along one edge of his glade. Rising he stretched his nine foot heavily muscular frame and glanced about finding all of his nymphs long gone.

"Blast. How many centuries have I slept this time?" He wondered out loud. Reaching up he combed out his long white hair while picking bits of moss out of his impressive rack of antlers. Scratching at the white fur on his legs he then knelt down searching the moss for his pipes. Quickly finding the dual fluted instrument, made from two unicorn horns, he lifted it to his lips and blew it clear of debris. A haunting note of music resonated across the glade.

Raising one brow when even that brought no nymphs running, he then began trudging to the highpoint of the clearing on hooved feet where he could get a good view of the surrounding forest. There he nearly dropped his pipes, a gift from his father Pan, at the bewildering sight before him.

Where once the great wilderness had stretched as far as the eye could see there now remained a scant handful of acres left. The rest was now a maze of mortal homes of odd bent and their fenced in yards. Strange black roads wound their way among them, littered with odd looking wagons.

"Far far too long." He answered his previous question. How had humanity come to this? Their fear of the forest apparently long gone. "Well, at least it will make hunting a new batch of dryads easy." He laughed to himself.

Already his unnatural lusts were rising. He sniffed the air as his equine phallus pulled free of its sheath. So many humans packed into such a small area, he could smell then already. Wombs ready to be filled. Eager for the hunt he stalked through the woods, towards the homes below.

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Many of the fenced in yards backed on what was left of his woods. He stood watching a strange spectacle in one of them. A woman with long dark hair worn tied back was gyrating to music that apparently came from a small grey box nearby. She was clad in sheer skin tight fabrics that left nothing to the imagination. His shaft was at full attention now, throbbing in time with the beat of the almost primal music. This wasn't dancing he decided, but a form of exercise. Keeping her body looking good and healthy.

Joffrey appreciated a thrall who tried her best to look good for him, even if she didn't know it. As his horse cock throbbed, powerful pheromones flooded the air. The exercising woman became flushed and her movements more languid. It was time, he decided.

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Janet was really getting into her jazzercize this morning, she never sweated this hard. She knew she looked damn good for a woman of thirty six years with a daughter fully grown and ready to head off to college, but it took hard work and dedication her husband just didn't appreciate. Too busy with his long work trips that came far too often.

Thoughts of her husband, and the last time he'd dicked her down properly, kept intruding on her workout and she realized she was flushed and her leggings were wet with more than just sweat. Suddenly she turned around, towards the creepy woods that came far too close to her yard, as the sound of wood cracking indicated something was very wrong with her fence.

She stared stunned as a giant of a man walked through the gap he'd casually torn in the hardwood barrier. No not a man... What was she seeing? He looked mostly like a man but from his waist down his horse like legs were covered in white fur. Great spreading antlers sprouted from his head, framing long white hair that fanned out behind him. But mostly her eyes were drawn to the massive horse like penis that pointed right at her and seemed to throb with her heartbeat. She licked her lips, overcome with need, unable to move, as he stalked closer and closer.

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The woman stared as he walked up to her. There was no fear in her eyes, only arousal. He could smell her need, and the need of the younger woman who watched from one of the windows, but he ignored her for now. He preferred it when they ran, to chase down his prey, but it had been so long he'd take this quivering little rabbit gladly.

He grabbed the flimsy material of her shirt and tore it asunder, exposing her mature breasts, and she gasped. Leaning forward he held her head with one hand as he kissed her roughly, shoving his long tongue down her throat, and groped a breast with the other. Her hard nipple brushing his palm as he squeezed.

Pulling back he turned her around and tore the thin fabric of her pants in two, exposing her moist, needy, twat. She gasped, now seeing her daughter as she frantically masturbated to the scene before her. "Cindy." She started to warn her away but lost her breath as the turgid shaft of the monster behind her rubbed along her labia, spreading them wide as he thrust between her legs.

Hunched over behind the woman he grasped her by the waist as he hotdogged his dick back and forth along her cleft, coating his shaft in her juices. Giving the younger woman a show, leering at her as she stripped off her own shirt, letting him see her breasts as she fondled herself to the sight of her mother's defiling. So enraptured were these women by his scent he hadn't even needed his music to call them forth. They'd make fine dryads.

He lifted the older woman as he stood back to his full height and held her poised over the tip of his phallus, then slowly lowered her as his shaft spread her wide. Her eyes rolled up in her head as the overwhelming pleasure tore through her, feeling more full than she ever had in her life. He didn't bottom out in her, not yet, she wouldn't be able to take it. There would be time for that later after she'd been improved.

The younger woman watched fascinated as the monster took her mother, as the massive penis distended her mothers stomach she came and came hard. She was so embarrassed but she couldn't look away. Finally tearing away her jeans completely and going outside to get a closer look.

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As Joffrey carefully rutted into the woman in hand the other came outside, fully nude with a hand between her legs, **** with need. He'd been here long enough, it was time to finish up and return with today's prize. As the younger woman started humping his leg, wetting his fur with her needy sex, he began to unleash a torrent of sperm inside her mother, swiftly causing her to look pregnant. Which she would soon be for real, with his potent seed flooding her womb. He pulled free and placed the head of his dick, still smeared with her mother's juices, in front of the young blonde woman's mouth and she opened wide, accepting the flared tip of his penis in her mouth, eagerly gulping down what she could as he continued to cum until she passed out. Overcome like her mother.

Hefting one bloated woman over each shoulder he returned to his glade. He was eager to watch them change as they became his thralls. Two dryads was a paltry harem, but there would be more. He could smell them out there, waiting to be claimed.