The chaos beast between your legs is hard as hell, you can feel the six tentacles grow and writhe, you are aware of faint moans and wet slurping as a sensation travels up your shaft.
Opening your eyes ,a purple glow lights the area, you are in bed but not the one in Eamoly's tailor shop, this one is double the size and covered in silks.
The sensation is getting stronger, looking down the face of an angel looks back up at you her mouth around your beast , she bobs up and down your meaty length.
Her skin is purple, her hair a writhing mass of tentacles, her full breasts heavy on your thighs as she easily takes you into her throat.
Ah my herald awakens
Behind her stands a purple giant, at least 7ft tall his lean but muscled frame pulls at her rear, six tentacles writhe around his groin which is currently pistoning in and out of the womans ass, it resembles your own but much bigger
"Bidharu" you mutter weakly as the creature expertly sucks at your member
Yes yes it is i he doesnt miss a stroke as he talks making her groan against your throbbing cock you have started well my herald, i cant wait to see what pops out of that orc belly but we need to talk he pauses pumping her ass full of seed , before pulling out and starting on her pussy, a thick black mess spilling from her , over him and onto the bed
My strength is linked to your success, and while i grow with each of your conquests, i need six handmaidens, brides of Bidharu if you will
He pushes hard into her, making her face crush against your groin, you feel your length pulse as her throat grips at your girth.
These six you will breed but their offspring will only grow when the time is right, I have chosen the priestess Kalla as my first, and as a gift to you my herald, Filistria and Greya can be second and third.
The female between you writhes and moans at her masters ravaging, her body shakes as her orgasms wracks her body, suprising you as she sucks harder on your dick
The rest we will search for and our link will signal our choice
You can feel your balls swell as she sucks harder and harder, your release wakes you to your own bed, covered in black ichor your sheets matted to you
Corrupt a goblin child the last thing you hear from your god
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