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Chapter 4 by SolaireBro SolaireBro

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Breed.

The inhabitants of Anuta had quickly fallen into submission to their new white overlords. The stench of overburdened white sacks having emptied into every orifice and slut in the once great Kingdom was now common-place. The sight of a tanned bitch being broken by a white man in public was now a culturally accepted fact of life.

And it was all thanks to Queen Nunit. King Finn had officially become betrothed to his conquered sand-slut and was in the process of conceiving his first heir as a reward for her compliance.

Finn pinned her to the floor and tore off her clothes, letting her already bimbofied instincts take over as she assumed the position before him. Her lust had taken full effect as she muttered about a bleached womb and mulatto babies. Finn effortlessly rammed into the awaiting wet pussy of his Queen.

A retarded groan escaped her throat before she launched into a mindbroken rant of **** rutting "Fuck my lord! I can feel it, your fat white cock-head smushing my shitty little cervix. I can't wait to let my lineage be bleached into a gorgeous white dynasty! my defenseless subjects will worship the big white dicks of our powerful pale boys!"

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Finn wrapped a muscular hand around her throat, squeezing tight, while riding the defenseless MILF. She squealed like the sow she was as she stared vacantly into the distance. any semblance of intelligence was abandoned while his colonizing dick continued to knock around her womb.

the warm rug below her was ruined with sweat, girlcum, and the excessive pre-cum that spewed from her lover's dick. Another tangent of submission escaped from her strangled throat "M- gchck! Master! I love seein- ghack! My shit-skin whore subjects get- Ohck! turned into breeding sows for white men!" Finn released his grip so the fuck-pig could talk more.

His hands groped her massive cow-tits as he shifted down into an inescapable prone bone. Nunit's spine tingled with lust before she continued "You like our fat tits yes master!? I can't wait for them to swell even further with milk for your conqueror babies! All the women of my Kingdom will be having their teats suckled upon by pale little invaders. Soon your heirs will hang from my breasts and each year will see my udders get bigger and bigger until my massive tits are a beautiful symbol of the legion we will have bred together. Thirty, maybe fourty babies? Your fertile white cock will surely impregnate me with twins and triplets every so often afterall! Our family will swell in size until my cum-ridden motherly body can take no more. 'Till the last days of my life every waking hour will be worship to the unending euphoria of my husband's bitchbreaking schlong"

Finn slammed her head against the floor as his ruthless thrusts became outright violent. Another gout of girlcum squirted from her weak little pussy once more and she spasmed uncontrollably. It was like being **** by a polar-bear. She was a ragdoll with holes for the brutal beast to **** and beat as he dragged his veiny cockmeat up and down her hole before demolishing the once pristine cervix he now used as a cockring.

It wasn't long before she blacked out under the incredible pleasure. Even in unconsciousness Finn used her body as nothing more than a woman shaped fleshlight, devoid of a brain big enough to consider her a human.

After three hours and several dozen **** squirting girlgasms King Finn awoke his wife to him unleashing a churning batch of warm dick-yogurt blasting her un-protected womb. A spewing jizzy blast coated Nunit's eggs while she sleepily gurgled in retarded bliss. The sexslave Queen had relinquished her right to thought as the gorgeous cock milk bloated her stomach.

The corrupted idiot queen kept squealing as backed up ball-batter **** her dark meat and impregnated her with the heir of a glorious white leader.

King Finn stalled in her womb only long enough to empty his 5 minute long load before beginning his second of many rounds to come. The castle was filled with the sounds of feral rutting from dusk till dawn, and the people celebrated much the same at the conception of a new heir marking a new holy day known as "The day of Desert Winter"

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